American Girl
- R
- Year:
- 2002
- 88 min
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A couple of months ago,
I was happy and care-free
and full of
hope... comparatively.
I was secretly dating
the most popular guy in school.
Nice print.
Check it out.
Hey, Rena! Where'd you get
that snappy outfit,
lost and found?
Funny.
How much wide-mouth
suburban trash
does it take to screw in
a light bulb?
How much?
If you don't know,
nobody does.
Where do you get off
calling us trash?
If you'd like to make a call,
please hang up and try again.
Hurry up before
someone sees.
Hey, Kenton.
You know the rule.
I know.
Stay put.
Hi!
Stay down.
I know.
It's nice here,
don't you think?
It's better
than the car.
Oh, yeah.
I can't do anything
today, Kenton.
What do you mean?
Look... do you want to
come to dinner with us?
It doesn't have to be
anywhere public.
It can just be
at our house, right?
Wait here.
(car door opens, closes)
(engine starts,
car drives away)
Kenton and me had us
a real unusual relationship.
He summed it up once
by saying,
"put out or get out."
So I decided to get out.
Mama says that the road to hell
is paved with good intentions.
I was barreling
down the express lane.
And I sure as hell never saw
any damn exit ramps, either.
So I started to try
and construct
my own exit ramps.
So much is missing
with daddy missing.
I wonder who's going to miss me
when I go missing.
Mama married daddy forever,
until death do them part.
Ironically, that obligation
was killing her.
Rena Jo Grubb,
what the hell are you doing?
Dying a slow and torturous death.
Baby, I've been doing that
for the last five years.
You hear anything about your brother?
He'll be home tonight, mama.
Don't worry.
Honey, get dressed.
I'll bet he's grown a foot.
Hope y'all recognize him.
Hey, boys and girls,
moms and dads,
come on down
to fun fun city
with rides, attractions,
amusements, and candy...
you better come in here
and do the dishes.
Mama wants things nice.
'Cause Jay's coming home.
So exciting...
you got any idea why
your sister's in that pool
like some mental patient?
What are you doing out there?
Sh*t!
Do they bite right in here?
Uncle Arno!
I got a...
thanks, uncle Arno,
for taking me fishing,
letting me tinker on the bikes
and stuff.
Don't you go changing.
That was the longest
four weeks of my life.
It's a lot like
being with daddy,
only he's a lot slower
and don't hit quite as hard.
Hey, Rena.
Welcome home, sissy boy.
Don't get up.
Mom.
Jay!
Baby.
It is so good
to see you!
Oh, my goodness,
you grew.
Did you like fishing
with your uncle Arno?
It was okay.
Yeah? Did you catch
anything?
I don't know.
Does he have anything?
You...
(laughing)
I'm going to go change.
Okay.
Rena, get your butt in here!
Your skings going to get all pruney.
Honey, your daddy
sent you another postcard.
Don't you even think about
tracking that mud in here.
Jay, get your sister a towel.
Jay!
Whatever, whatever.
Just give me this.
I love to read you
nursery rhymes
me and you, you know,
it's our private time
and I'll always
be with you
welcome home, Jay,
welcome home, Jay
welcome home, Jay,
Jay junior
welcome home, Jay,
welcome home, Jay
welcome home, Jay, Jay jun...
come on, you guys.
welcome home, Jay,
welcome home, Jay
welcome home,
Jay, Jay junior
Christ, he was only three trailers away.
Try eight.
I know, but we missed
our little baby boy.
So long as we're celebrating
and everything...
are we going to go
to daddy's picnic?
What picnic is that, honey?
The one they have every year.
The picnic.
You know, I think
it's the last weekend in June.
The annual picnic they have
every year in June, mama.
Honey, I probably
have to work that day.
It's been eight years.
we go and see him sometimes.
We're not going.
I damn sure am not going.
Mama, I think we should go.
Please?
I'll think about it.
Yeah, well, don't hurt yourself,
all right?
I hate it when you think
about things.
It always means "no."
I wrote him saying we'd go,
so he's expecting us.
Did he mention the picnic
in his postcard?
No.
Interesting.
Morning, Faye.
Morning, Madge.
Your garden is looking so nice.
I've been meaning to tell you.
What do you want, Madge?
I've been thinking about taking
the kids to see John.
You think that's a good idea?
But you should take Rena.
She needs to meet the son of a b*tch.
Right.
Okay, Faye, thanks.
You have a nice day now. OK.
Yeah, OK.
So we going?
I don't know.
What do you think?
I think it's a bad idea.
Well, I've still got a month
to get used to it.
You hungry?
Hm-mm.
Here.
All right.
Good night.
Night, baby.
"And slippery, slippery Sam,
he fell upon the ham."
It's bedtime now,
all right, Rena?
Your daddy loves you, okay?
Morning, Faye.
You know what I realized?
Our problems come
from not having a daddy around.
Everything sucks
'cause he's not around.
Why don't we just
go and see him?
It's not like
he's dead or nothing.
Especially since we practically
have ourselves an invitation.
I know he thinks about us.
I have every single postcard
he's ever sent me.
babbling away.
Want some cookies, hon?
No, that's okay.
But I made you... a rose.
I know you don't like
to pick yours, so...
how lovely.
I need it back, though, okay?
You know, Rena...
I think it is time
you did see your daddy.
You think so?
Uh-huh.
Yeah, I think so, too.
Hey, mama.
I brought you this.
Thank you, Rena.
What do you want?
Do you ever think that maybe
daddy doesn't do anything
because we never
tell him nothing?
Five minutes
of peace, please.
Well, I think he deserves
a chance to be a daddy.
Baby, sometimes I think
you don't remember
your daddy so good.
There's not that much
to remember.
A kiss on the cheek,
a bedtime story...
I just really
want to go, mama.
What is so important about
this damn picnic this year?
Because it is!
He's my dad!
Mama, please!
I really want to go.
Mama, please!
Okay, we'll go.
Okay, honey.
Will you go get me
a beer, please?
(delighted shriek)
Hurry up,
before someone sees.
Hey.
You know the rule.
I know.
Stay put.
I'm staying.
(rap music plays
on radio)
Knock, knock.
What do you want?
Baby, I said, "knock, knock."
How do you feel about
going to see your daddy?
I don't know.
It might be a good idea
for us all to go and see him.
I mean, is it something
you want to do,
or do you want to talk about...
I'll go.
Okay, we might have fun.
I don't know.
I'll be home after 6:00.
Why are you so sweaty?
It's hot in here.
Hey, you ever think about
going to the magic kingdom?
Not particularly.
I bet it's just about
the happiest place on earth.
Yeah, that's why
they call it
"the happiest place
on earth," mom.
I sure wish we could go there
instead of to see your daddy.
You're not really thinking
about going there, are you?
Rena wants to go.
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