All That I Am Page #3

- Just trust me on that.

No, please, keep it

to yourself.

What's Burma like?

You want to know?

Why don't you ask him about the

girl he was f***ing

when my Mom died.

That's not exactly--

So, I'm very sorry that

I didn't bring all

this up on our first date.

Okay?

First date?

We went out for eight months.

Oh, yeah, I don't feel good.

Do not feel good.

Well.

What?

You don't feel well.

[music playing d]

You don't feel well.

You don't feel well.

This is why we broke up.

Hey. Hey.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I'm sorry, does it bother you?

No, it's great!

Jeez, that why we broke up?

I thought it was cause

you were sleeping with

other people.

Woodsman Supreme. Rifle.

You must remember it.

Did you like it?

What?

The rifle, did you like it?

Yeah, I dunno.

Hey, you wanted it,

you asked for it for weeks,

What rifle are

you talking about?

I don't know, this BB gun that

they got me for my birthday.

Did you like it?

I'm--I never fired the thing.

- You never fired it?

- No.

Why didn't you fire it?

Cause the f***ing thing didn't

come with BBs! Christ!

I don't get it!

How--how are you fine

with this,

how are you not just

running away right now?

Well, your sister invited me,

she sent me a letter.

I thought it'd be fun.

Oh yeah, this is fun?

Yeah, this is fun.

Let him walk, let him walk...

Huh?

You don't know, of course

you don't know.

[Alan]

Ladies.

Hi.

Monkey, you're naked again.

Alright, why don't you

go upstairs,

put on another pair of pants,

okay?

No, I just did

a load of laundry.

No, no, no, it's okay.

And come back down,

help your Mom with

the groceries, alright?

Do it like a monkey?

[Makes monkey sounds]

I just feel like I can't--

It'll pass.

Just like every year.

Oh, I gotta finish some stuff,

so I'll be home late. Okay?

He just smoked another joint

and passed out.

Has he always smoked pot

in front of you guys?

It would explain a lot...

you know.

Christian, I didn't even care

about the drug use at first--

Are you talking about this?

What did I say about

talking about this?

You said you didn't

want to talk about it.

And you're doing it anyway.

But if you listen to me,

I'll make it--

And you're still doing it.

Right. I'm gonna move

to another table.

I was wrong.

What did you say?

You heard me.

No, I'm pretty sure

that I didn't.

Look, I have no idea what

it's like to through life with

that kind of baggage.

This must be very hard

for you. Okay?

I was wrong. But--

No, no, no, no, no.

Just be quiet.

Let's just sit here for a

minute in, uh...your wrongness.

I'm gonna drink my water.

It tastes amazing.

You know, I found

a gray hair this morning.

Where?

Where?

On my head.

I found a gray hair.

I know, you've got

lots of them.

- What? No, I don't.

- Sure you do.

I used to count them

when you were asleep.

I'm twenty-five years old,

I don't have gray hairs.

- You're twenty-seven.

- Whatever.

Old people have gray hairs.

My father has gray hair.

I think it's a good look.

Used to watch me when I slept?

- Sometimes.

- Some crazy--

- Well--

You know, I liked it better

when it was

just sitting here in silence.

And the pajama mystery

continues.

Sure is a mystery how these

pajamas keep ending up

in my room.

We're gonna have to find out

who's doing that.

Okay. I'm going back down,

alright?

Sweet dreams.

Love you. Love you.

Alright, listen.

We're gonna have to devise

a bit of a strategy here.

For what?

For Susan.

Alright.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, what are you doing?

I have a plan.

Hey there.

Hey.

Hey there.

That was your big plan.

Get out.

Susan?

What, he--

He shows up at my hou--

what do you want me to do?

Listen to me.

I don't know what is

wrong with you that

that would make you think

scenario was even

remotely acceptable, okay,

but I want you to get that

man the hell away from

my house.

Right now, do you hear me?

And go with him if you want.

Okay, can you just relax,

Susan?

Relax? You f***ing a**hole,

I have a child upstairs.

And I know that with your,

with your drinking,

and your partying,

and whatever the hell else

you're doing down there,

you can't begin--

by the way, I heard that

you showed up hungover?

And--and a mess, to the--

to the interview that Win

went out of his way

to get for you?

Yeah. Yeah, right.

Well I know that you,

with your pickled brain cannot

begin to comprehend

what it means to have

a child,

so I won't try to explain

that to you.

I just want you to get him

the hell away

from my house right now, okay?

'kay, wow.

Bet you're glad you got

all that off your chest.

- Yeah, I am.

- Good.

Well, this is, I can't believe

you brought him into my house.

- What is wrong with you?

- Mom.

- Hey, Charles.

- Charlie, sweetie--

Don't call her that--

Go back to bed, okay?

Say goodnight to your

Uncle Christian

and go back to bed, please?

We'll go to the spot tomorrow,

alright? G'night.

Look...

He said that he has things that

he needs to explain to us.

Christian, come on.

What do you think

he's doing here, huh?

What do you think, do you think

that he's here

to make amends or something?

- Are you really that naive?

- No.

No.

I know.

I know, I know.

But, I don't know...

Well, I mean, haven't you

ever even thought about it?

Don't you want to at least

hear his reasons?

I mean, I don't understand.

I never understood.

But...

I just want to know...

I don't--I just want to know.

Hi, Kate.

Nice to see you.

Christian tells me you have

something to say to us?

Hi, Susan.

Yes, I do, but I'd like to wait

for your brother to get here?

I'd like to have you here

all together.

[Susan]

Chris?

The other shed.

Well, it's a good as

can be expected.

Yep. Um, listen...

Susan's daughter doesn't really

know about you yet.

So I kind of think it's best

if you keep your distance,

okay?

You guys ever try to publish

any of this? Mom's writing?

Too good for it to be

sittin' here in the shed.

Is that what those are?

I had no idea.

Oh, you don't really

have a bathroom, so...

Christian, I never wanted

to be a father.

Yeah, that's clear.

Never even crossed my mind.

Never even occurred to me that

I could be one until

I met your Mom.

We make sacrifices.

Right.

I'm a person.

That's all I'm saying.

Even before I was your father.

This is perfect.

You know, there's a lot of

things I don't wanna do,

but I do them anyway.

[birds chirping]

[indistinct yelling inside]

- Hey.

- Hey.

- How's it going?

- Good.

Good. Sleep well?

I did, thank you.

You?

Yeah, yeah, yea.

Yeah.

It's nice out, right?

Uh, no.

Um, actually I think I'm

just gonna probably go

upstairs.

Okay.

- I'll see you later.

- Yeah.

- Alright.

- Alright.

Good talk.

What's your problem?

It's just a frog.

- Come on, just once.

- No

No, no. Get that f***ing thing

away from me.

You're not supposed

to talk like that

in front of me.

You're such a baby.

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