All That I Am Page #5

going be proud of you?

You think I'm gonna

be jealous?

That girl ruined our family,

and just because

you all get to play

with Dad for the weekend,

you know, fine,

don't worry about it,

I'm not gonna ruin

everyone's time here.

[laughing]

No, no, no, that wasn't

the last of it.

You remember what he did,

didn't you?

He didn't speak

the whole weekend,

three days without a peep.

And you remember what

your Mom did.

How hard she tried

to trick him into talking?

She went over the neighbor's,

called the house,

in the vain hope that

Christian would pick up

the phone.

[laughing]

He was so upset when

he said hello,

do you remember that?

Oh, you were so stubborn,

and he was so cute, Kate.

What's the matter, Chris?

Takin' another vow of silence?

Susan, this was delicious.

I think it's better

than Diane's.

- Thank you.

- Better than whose?

It's my Mom's recipe.

You know that my

Mom's name is Diane.

- You know that.

- Sorry.

And it's hard to improve

on what she did,

but I think you've done it;

my compliments.

Thank you. And Win,

I'm very proud of you.

Thank you.

And what about Mom?

Of course. To Mom.

- To Mom.

- To Mom.

Oh, before I forget,

in keeping with the spirit

of the weekend...

Win?

Aw. Dad, thanks.

Oh, wow.

- Oh my god, that's amazing.

- What's up?

Mom.

I've never seen her

at that age.

Yea, me neither.

Susan.

Thank you.

I found it in the back, there.

Thought you'd want it.

Oh, my god.

Thank you, I remember.

I remember her wearing this,

do you remember this?

Yeah.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

And what about me?

What'd you get to win me over?

Christian..

What?

Compliments the food,

brings a couple of presents,

and that's it? He's back in?

And we're just supposed to

pretend that everything's okay?

- Stop it, what are you doing?

- Hmm?

- What are you doing?

- Nothing.

Sorry. Nothin'.

Everything's fine.

He's not a pervert.

You're not depressed.

I'm not a complete

f***in' loser.

and Win's not a...

f*ggot.

Nice. Now you wonder why we

don't include you in anything.

Hey, you. Hey.

Where were you today?

Hmm?

Dad had a date today.

Who was that?

Who did you have a date with?

I had a lunch with Annie.

What?

Yeah, no big deal!

Annie, by the way,

is the girl that he molested.

Girl? She was nineteen

years old--

What, were you

just catching up?

Alright, that's enough.

I think I'm gonna

step out for a smoke.

I thought you quite smoking.

Oh, and hey, we're all here

now, I thought you had something

to tell us.

The hell is he doing with her?

Oh, maybe he got horny.

Christian...

What do you think, Susan?

What do I think?

How do I know?

God, I knew this

was gonna happen.

You live here, you know where

all this better than we do...

I don't--I don't know

what her deal is, Win?

Do you know the lengths that I

have gone to get away

from this?

- You had to say something?

- F*** you.

Did you know anything

about this?

He said something before

dinner, but...

- all I know is--

- Hold on, shut up.

Charlie?

Charlie?

What?

Sweetie, it's time to get ready

for bed.

- Okay.

- Thank you.

- Bye.

- Goodnight, kid.

It's late for her, so...

Kate, another glass of wine,

perhaps?

I'll take some.

Thank you.

Jesus Christ...

What's for dessert?

[glass shatters]

F***.

F***.

Kate, could you hand me

that glass of wine.

Thank you so much.

Mom, I can't find my pajamas.

Okay, come on sweetie,

I'll be--

Okay.

Whoops.

What the hell are you talking

to my daughter about?

She just told me that

you said that Young-Kim was--

Whatever, is in heaven

with mom?

His wife, your step-mother,

is in heaven with mother?

Why would you say something

like that to her?

I said she was with

her grandmother,

Charlie asked, in heaven,

I smiled.

What does that mean?

You know what that means.

She's dead.

She died a month ago.

Cancer. Same sh*t.

We're supposed to give a sh*t

about someone we never

even met?

That's your choice, son.

- How is that my choice?

- Well...

How is that my choice?

You decided, all of you,

not to come to the wedding.

You decided not to return

any correspondence.

It's your choice things

are they way they are.

What?

I didn't ask to be

in charge okay?

The decisions had to be made--

I did what I thought was best.

So you stopped him

from contacting us?

Oh my god, this is getting

better and better, isn't it?

Give me a break, it's--

it's him, the second he walks

in the house,

he's the problem,

he's the cancer,

Oh, that's a new one.

What did I do to deserve that?

How about abandoning my mother

on her deathbed, huh?

It's us Susan,

he abandoned us.

- You think I wanted to do that?

- To abandon our mother on her-

[rapid pounding]

We had a pact.

I don't expect any of you

to understand this,

but we had a pact.

After your grandmother died,

before any of you were born,

before any of this--

We said, no matter what--

no matter what...

Neither would watch

the other one die.

And this wasn't one of those

promises you make as a kid

and think you let go of

when you get older,

this defended who we were.

You think I wanted to go?

Oh, I tried.

And every time I came back--

but your mother...

she marched to a

different drum.

And she told me to go,

and I went.

This is the big revelation

you came back to tell us?

That's really admirable.

I didn't expect any

of you to understand.

Get out of my house.

You think you knew

your mother?

Why?

Because she mothered you?

Because she loved you?

Because she baked you cakes,

you think you knew her?

Did you know her neck?

I knew her neck.

Did you know the

smell of her sex?

Did you know what made

the palm of her hand perspire?

She was my partner.

And I left her on her deathbed

as you so eloquently put it,

because I loved her more

than I loved you.

That's the truth.

And that is what

I'm guilty of.

We made a choice, she and I,

and it may be impossible for

you to comprehend,

but I will be God-damned

If I didn't honor it.

Hey.

Hey. Hey.

You loved her so much that

you f***ed a girl behind

her back?

It wasn't behind her back.

[crickets chirping]

Suse, where does this go?

In the oven.

That's the stove, Win.

In the oven, inside.

What's a broiler?

- What are you doing?

- Where's my jacket?

You're going out?

Yeah.

- You're going out?

- Yes, I'm going out.

You know what, do whatever the

hell you want.

I'm not doing these

weekends anymore.

It's a waste of f***ing time.

Okay, so great, stop inviting

me to these f***ing things.

Sorry to pull you away from

your busy schedule, Christian.

What did you say?

I said, at least it's an excuse

for you sober up,

one weekend out of the year.

Oh, okay.

Is that Dr. Seuss,

who's gonna give me a lecture?

Yeah, maybe I'm sick of always

having to take care of you.

Yeah, well, I can take care of

myself, so thank you anyway.

When was the last time you

and I hung out,

and you weren't wasted?

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