28 Days Page #2

-''l....''

l don't know how to explain.

All right. Okay, well,

that's a good start.

Another time. lt's all right.

So let's finish up today

with a prayer, all right?

Let's all hold hands.

God, grant me the serenity...

...to accept the things

l cannot change...

...the courage to change

the things l can...

...and the wisdom to know

the difference.

lt works if you work it.

lt's worth it!

All right!

Take on the day. Go ahead.

B-minus.

Hey, Gwen C.!

Your bed was not made up,

your clothes were all over.

l'm giving you an F for daily

inspection and fining you a dollar.

So pay up.

Tell you what.

Here's five dollars.

l don't plan on cleaning all week.

B*tch.

How you doing?

Good.

l don't know how much money

l have in my account...

...but it's yours

if l could bum a cigarette.

Sure.

They're Reds.

Thank you.

Been here long?

Yeah.

What's the deal here if somebody

was looking for something...

...with a little more kick

than nicotine?

Do people actually get stuff here,

or is it...?

lt happens.

How does it work?

l mean, how can you get stuff?

Can you get stuff,

or is it, like...?

lf your counselor catches you using,

you can get kicked out.

l don't plan on discussing it

with him.

Too late.

Generally, people come to rehab

not to get loaded.

Well, l try not to run with the pack.

You're a real individual.

You're the only person

who does drugs and alcohol.

l meant what l said.

You get caught using,

you risk getting kicked out.

Fair enough. We done?

And believe me,

l'll know if you're using.

You always this charming?

You always use humor to

deflect things when you're uneasy?

Do you always use insight

to disarm your new recruits?

-What's that?

-lt's literature about your disease.

AA Big Book, some worksheets.

A journal l want you

to write in every day.

l suppose l have to do this.

You got better things to do

with your time?

Hey, listen.

This isn't the last lousy day

you'll have here.

So remember, God never dumps

more on us than we can handle.

ls that available stitched

on a pillow?

Tonight's Iecture: ''Are You A BIackout

Drunk, Or Don't You Remember?.''

You going down?

My problem is, my father just

happened to watch DateIine...

...the night they're doing

some expos...

...on Park Avenue drug users...

...the night he caught me

doing blow in the bathroom.

But l don't have a problem.

l don't have health problems.

l play Ultimate Frisbee

two times a week.

And l'm, you know, a patron of the

arts, and diseases and cures and stuff.

That's what l spend my money on.

So l like to have a little bit of fun.

''AduIt ChiIdren Of AIcohoIics''

is moved to 9 p.m. in room 8.

CoDA starts at 8 p.m. in B.

CAs and NAs meet tomorrow...

...and overeaters, sexuaI addicts....

Who the hell do you have to know

to get a drink around here?

Oh, God.

Oh, my God, l love you so much.

-Where are all the celebrities?

-There are none.

What? Come on.

All anyone wants from rehab's

a good coked-out star story.

Elizabeth Taylor, weeping in group

about how she never felt beautiful.

Never. Not one single day.

Now, that's the story they want.

-l'll get you out of here.

-l'm not supposed to leave.

You're not supposed to have

Mummy's Little Helper, either.

Hold on, hold on.

Okay, go.

Be very, very quiet. l'm hiding.

Be very, very quiet.

Drunk men stagger, drunk men faII

Drunk men swear and that's not aII

Quite often they wiII urinate outdoors

Like widowed women, drunk men weep

Like chiIdren curIed up

Drunk men sIeep

Like a dog, a drunk wiII

CrawI around on aII fours

If you're broke bum or rich rake

His dinner be it bread or cake

His beverage be the worst of whiskey

Finest wine

Puke, it stinks, and so it seems

That drunkards go to great extremes

There is yet to be

A perfectIy straight Iine

Hi, everybody.

So what's the deal? l'm out?

lt'll take me a day to

arrange your transfer.

l know where l want to go.

This place in the city--

l'm not referring you

to a treatment facility.

l get to go home?

Nope.

Where am l going, then?

Your sentence was

for 28 days of rehab or jail time.

You don't honestly think

l'm going to jail, do you?

For driving drunk, hitting a lawn jockey

that could've been a 4-year-old child?

But it wasn't.

lt was a 4-year-old lawn jockey.

That's fine if this is all a big joke,

but in here we have rules.

And l warned you about them.

Pack your bags by morning.

No, l'm not.

Because l don't belong in jail.

l don't even belong in here.

You know, yeah, l know l drink a lot.

l'm a writer,

and that's what l do, we drink.

Cornell Shaw for Clancy, please.

l'm not like those people.

l can control myself.

No, l'll hold.

lf l wanted to, l could.

lf that's what l wanted. l could.

l can.

l can!

You know what?

Forget that, Mr. Rogers,

you 1 2-stepping geek.

What do you know about me?

Nothing. You don't know a goddamn

thing about me, you know that?

AIways tomorrow

Lean on me

-When you're not strong

-Excuse me.

-I'II be your friend

-Excuse me.

-I'II heIp you carry--

-Excuse me!

We're better together! No drugs!

Grant me the serenity to...

-...accept the things l cannot change--

-Excuse me!

Are you coming?

No.

Hi, my name is CorneII.

Hi, my name is CorneII.

l am a drug addict, alcoholic,

compulsive gambler/liar.

Hi, Cornell.

For those of you

who are new tonight...

...l know that this is not your year.

lf that'll make you happy,

l will stop drinking.

And then l would tell myself:

''Tonight l will not get wasted.''

And then something would happen.

Or nothing would happen.

And l'd get that feeling.

And you aII know

what that feeIing is.

When your skin is screaming...

...and your hands are shaking...

...and your stomach feeIs Iike

it wants to jump...

...through your throat.

And you know that

if anyone had a cIue...

...how wrong it feIt to be sober...

...they wouIdn't dream

of asking you to stay that way.

They wouId say, ''Oh, jeez,

I didn't know. Here.

It's okay for you.

You do that mound of cocaine.

Have a drink. Have 20 drinks.

Whatever you need to do to feeI...

...Iike a normaI human being...

...you do it.''

And, boy, I did it.

I drank, and I snorted...

...and I drank and snorted

and drank and snorted.

And I did this day after day

after night after night.

I didn't care about the consequences.

Because I knew that they couIdn't be

haIf as bad as not using.

Oh, God!

And then one night

something happened.

You know you're screwed.

I woke up.

I woke up on a sidewaIk.

l had no idea where l was. l couldn't

have told you the city l was in.

My head was pounding...

...and l looked down

and my shirt is covered in blood.

And as I'm Iying there,

wondering what happens next...

...I heard a voice.

And it said:

''Man, this is not a way to live.

This is a way to die.''

Can l help you?

Eddie Boone, checking in.

You can't bring a girl

into treatment with you, Eddie.

l wasn't gonna keep her.

You were really lucky

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