All We Had

Synopsis: Thirteen-year-old Ruthie Carmichael and her mother, Rita teeter on the edge of poverty, despite Rita working multiple jobs. When their landlord kicks them out, Rita uses her looks to instantly reel in a boyfriend, who takes them in. Before long, Ruthie convinces her mother to leave and they head East in search of a better life. When money runs out and their car breaks down, they find themselves stranded in a small town called Fat River where their luck finally takes a turn. Rita lands a steady job waitressing at the local diner. With enough money to pay their bills, they rent a house and Fat River becomes the first place they call home. Peter Pam, a transgender waitress, becomes Ruthie's closest friend. Arlene, the no-nonsense head waitress, takes Rita under her wing. The townspeople become Ruthie and Rita's family. Into this quirky utopia comes smooth-talking mortgage broker Vick Ward, who entices Rita with a subprime loan. Almost as soon as Rita buys a house their fortunes change. Fa
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Katie Holmes
Production: Jaro/Noelle Productions
  1 win & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
5.8
Metacritic:
48
Rotten Tomatoes:
42%
NOT RATED
Year:
2016
105 min
211 Views


Woman, mumbling:

Is the door locked?

Girl:
Yeah.

Girl:
Okay, here.

Woman:
Now, lift me up.

Girl:
Okay.

Girl:
Are you okay?

Woman:
Mm-hmm!

Girl:
Can I help?

Woman:
Hm-mm-hm-mm.

Girl:
Tie it tight.

Girl:
Good?

Woman:
You're gonna

have to push me.

-Push you?

-Mm-hmm.

-You sure?

-Yeah, do it!

-Okay.

-One...

Girl:
Two, three...

Woman:
Four... aah!

Girl:
Some memories

are so vivid,

they play over again and again

in your mind.

Maybe because they scare you.

Maybe because they remind you

that you don't always know

when you're about to hit

rock bottom.

Come on, mom, let's go.

Look, we'll go somewhere nice

like the beach.

And we'll get beef tacos.

You know, the crispy kind

with extra cheese?

Are you coming or not?

Mom, we have to get out of here!

I heard you.

Ruthie, what are we

supposed to do?

I don't have a job,

i don't have any money!

Well, if you're

not going, I'm going.

Ruthie, go! Hurry!

Before he comes.

What are you doing

with the TV?

I can sell it.

We're gonna need moving money.

-Okay.

-Come on. Get the trunk.

Go.

Ohh!

Push it.

Okay, come on.

Let's go. Go!

Ruthie:
I was the one

who always knew

when it was time to leave.

Eventually,

all of my mother's boyfriends

turned out to be creeps.

We did what we always did.

We took what we could and ran.

This was me... and my mom.

-Get in the car.

-Hey!

This your little girl?

You two look more like sisters?

See you soon.

-Where should we go?

-Hmm?

Anywhere you want.

Anywhere, anywhere.

Where's Harvard?

Boston.

Too cold.

I'll get you a coat.

Mom, I'm 14.

I'm not going to Harvard.

Okay.

So, Boston.

Why not?

You know, maybe I'll become

a doctor.

I was just thinking

the same thing.

You know, ruthie, you would make

a great doctor.

I would go to you.

Mmm!

So good.

What are you doing?

-Just one.

-Mom, you have fries.

Those are mine.

This is just like old times.

Now, it's just you and me.

F***.

F***!

Are you okay?

Mom.

What?

Mother:
Goddamn it!

-Mother:
Is the door locked?

-Ruthie:
Yeah.

Mother:
Right there.

Hold it. All right?

Now, lift me up.

-Ruthie:
Got it?

-Mother:
Mm-hmm.

Ruthie:
Tie it tight.

--Good?

You're gonna have to push me.

-Push you?

-Mm-hmm.

Ruthie:
You sure?

--Okay.

Ready? Three, two, one...

- Aaah!

Mom? Are you okay?

Come on, it's okay.

Oh.

It worked.

-Come on.

-We got it out.

We did get it out.

Come on.

Ruthie:
To me, the hanging tooth

felt like rock bottom.

Ruthie:
Here, aspirin.

I got red bull.

It's cold. Here.

Mother:
Thanks.

-Mother:
Ahhh!

-Ruthie:
Better?

Mother:
Ahh.

Ruthie:
We're gonna have

a big house,

like at least three stories.

And it's gonna be yellow.

-With black shutters.

-Uggh! With a sunflower.

-Uh-huh.

-I love it.

And we'll grow the grass out

real long.

And we have to have

a big pool, too.

It's gonna be round.

I can just picture it.

And...

I think our pool

should have a slide.

Mother, whispering:

I love slides.

And we can get those rafts.

You know, the ones that have

a place to put your drink.

Mother:
Yeah.

It's going to be awesome.

I love it.

I'm picturing it now.

How come you never tell me

about your mom?

How come you always ask?

Because I wanna know.

Well, I had a lot of moms.

Lots of moms.

What were they like?

Sweetie, I don't wanna

remember that.

I just wanna look at you.

You always say that.

Like your feet.

Ruthie:
They're not cute.

No!

- Oh, my god.

Wow.

Ruthie:
I love you, mom.

-Ruthie. Ruthie.

-Huh?

Wake up. Come on.

Wake up.

Come on.

We can't be in this parking lot

all day.

Ruthie:
My mom didn't believe

in maps.

She just followed the signs.

And when the spirit hit her,

we pulled over.

-Ruthie:
Do you have any gum?

-Uh, yeah, somewhere.

Be out in a minute!

-Trash.

-B*tch.

Come on, ruthie.

Ruthie:
You think that

the sprinkles have a flavor?

--What was that?

Mother:
Oh, sh*t, what was that?

Ruthie:
Oh, my god,

we're on fire!

Mom, pull over!

Mother:
Oh, my god,

oh, my god, oh, my god!

Ruthie:
No, mom! Mom! Stop!

Mother:
Get out of the car!

Get your coat!

Ooh, sh*t! Sh*t!

Stand back! Shh-shh-shh!

Sh*t.

F***.

Piece of sh*t car!

This sh*t life!

Why does everything in my life

keep breaking, ruthie?

Goddamn it.

F***!

Excuse me, excuse me.

Look, ma'am, we're, uh...

We're looking at $650,

$700 here.

That much?

I'm afraid so, ma'am.

My daughter and I are really

struggling to keep going.

That'll about break us.

Maybe there's something

we could do to work it out.

Some sort of special deal.

You thinking about

selling your car?

Oh.

Oh, um, sorry, ma'am.

Uh...

I mean, the muffler alone's

gonna run you $500.

I'll do what I can for you

on our end with labor.

Save you a couple of bucks

that way.

But, uh...

It's the best I can do.

I'm okay.

Don't worry, mom.

It's gonna be okay.

--What are we gonna do?

Same plan.

We're just gonna...

Figure it out as we go.

How does this place look

for breakfast?

Looks closed.

Ruthie, it's perfect. Come on.

You know what to do.

--Come on in.

-Thanks.

-Thank you.

We've been driving for hours.

We're starving.

We don't really open

for a half-hour,

but, lucky for you,

my uncle Marty loves kids.

Is she really your daughter?

You two look more like sisters.

You want an oj?

Ruthie:
Oh, yes, please.

Do you think she's --

waitresses have

very good hearing, you know.

Thank you for inquiring

about between my legs.

I'm sure if you got to know me,

you'd see

that it's what's between my ears

that's more interesting.

Can I have a cup of coffee?

Server:
Coming right up.

So, where are you-all headed?

Boston.

Server:
Oh, Boston!

I've never been there, but

that's not far from New York.

I've always wanted

to move to New York.

Start a career on the stage.

Of course, I'd love to see

"grey gardens" live just once.

With the great

Christine ebersole.

You know Christine ebersole.

She came in here once.

I met her.

Told her I loved her.

She said...

"Thank you."

I said, "no problem."

So, what can I get you two?

Um...

I want the French toast special.

Oh, with fruit.

Mother:
I'll have

the pancakes and eggs.

Oh, and home fries.

-Oh, what about bacon?

-Oh, yeah.

Bacon and two orders

of sausage.

And... oh.

How about two of those muffins?

Server:
You got it.

Mother:
Can you keep

a straight face?

-Ruthie:
You can't do it.

-Mother:
You do it.

No, you gotta go like this.

Proud members

of the clean plate club.

I understand you two ladies

enjoyed our blueberry muffins.

Mother:
They have

a lot of blueberries.

Well, then they're

appropriately named, I think.

Pam, wrap up a couple

of blueberry muffins

for these ladies

to take with them, okay?

On the house, of course.

Thank you.

Of course.

Server:
Here. Take your time

with this, no rush.

Mother, whispering:

Don't look so guilty.

Ruthie, whispering:

I'm trying not to.

Let me tell you something,

ruthie.

They don't give two shits

about you.

You don't have to be mean.

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