Bee Season Page #5
I didn't go camping.
Where'd you go?
To a place for...
people who want|to get closer to God.
Dad wants to get|closer to God.
Yeah, well.
Do you like it better...|there?
[ Phone Ringing ]
[ Saul ] Hello?|Yes, this is Mr. Naumann.
Yes, Saul Naumann.
[ Sighing ]|Look.
Your mother"s been-
I'll call you as soon|as I know everything, okay?
[ Door Opens ]
[ Brushing ]
Is it because of my spelling?
It has nothing to do with you.
Go to sleep.
What is this?
It"s the address your wife gave as her|place of residence. She had the key in her pocket.
Manager said she's had|the space for years.
We"re looking into how much|of this stuff is stolen.
[ Tinkling ]
[ Objects Jingling ]
[ Loud Tinkling ]
- Mind if I smoke?|- No.
[ Police Radio,|Indistinct ]
[ Sniffling ]
[ Crying ]
[ Saul ]|She"s in the hospital.
She was exhausted.
Sick and confused.
Can I see her?
I don't know. Some hospitals|have rules about children.
- But I'll see later when I get there.|- Will she get better?
Yeah, yeah.|Of course she will. Yes.
[ Sighs ]
Aren't you riding|with us?
I've got some stuff|to do before school.
You didn't eat anything yet.
Good-bye.
- Bye, El.|- Bye.
- Maybe we'll try some takeout tonight.|- Yeah, maybe.
[ Door Opens, Closes ]
[ Buzzing ]
[ Woman On P.A.,|Indistinct ]
Did you see it?
[ Sighs ]|Yes.
It's beautiful, isn't it?
I've never|seen anything like it.
It's beginning|to hold the light.
- I'm sorry. I don't understand.|- The shards, putting them together.
Tikkun olam-|to make things whole.
Hold the light.|You showed me.
Miriam, it-|It was a metaphor.
A-A poem.
Yes, a poem.|I made a poem.
The police think that you took|all those things.
- Some of them are mine- ours.|- And some aren't.
I needed more.
They said they found you|in another family's house.
I need you to come home, honey.|Kids need you to come home.
I don't want|to come home right now.
They're not going|to prosecute.
They just want to make sure that you|get some help. All you got to do...
is you say you're sorry that you took|the things that didn't belong to you.
I'm not sorry.|It wasn't stealing.
- Miriam, please,just-|- I thought maybe you'd understand.
- I do understand. I do.|But I need you to come home.|- Stop it. You don't understand.
I can"t go home|with you now, Saul.
Look at me.
What do you see?
You-You love to talk-
talk about things that don"t-|that don"t come from your heart.
You talk and talk|and talk and talk.
Are they all empty words?
Do you want to understand?
Understand me?
[ Sighs ]|This?
That room, those things-
It wasn't-
Miriam, please.|Please, talk to me.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I-I want to go back|to my room now, please.
Tell me what"s wrong, please.
I just wanted to hold|the light, that's all.
I didn't do this|to hurt you.
She took some things|she thought were hers, but they weren"t.
The doctors are|working with her now.
[ Eliza ]|She said she didn"t want to see me?
Elly, she"s-She"s really not ready|to see anybody right now.
She took all that stuff|and now we can't go to the finals.
[ Tires Screeching ]
What are you talking about?|Who told you we"re not going?
It's my fault, isn't it?|That's why she's sick.
No. That's-|That's not why she's- [ Sighs ]
It is nobody's fault,|all right?
We'll go to the finals,|and your mother will watch.
It's on TV. We'll tell her|about it, okay?
All right. Okay?
- [ Cell Phone Ringing ]|- I'm sorry, baby.
Yeah? Aaron, where are you?
No, uh- No, they're|keeping her in the hospital.
I'll explain when-|when you get home.
Of course you will|be coming home. Where are you?
Aaron? Where-
I can't deal with this now.
- [ Beeps ]|- Sh*t!
[ Beeping ]
Where am I calling?|The what?
All right.|Stay in the car.
- [ Speaking Foreign Language ]|- I've come for my son.
- Yes?|- If you don't give him to me, I will call the police.
- Come in.|- Right.
Oh, Aaron.
All right, get dressed.|We"re going home.
- I am dressed.|- Then let's go.
- You can't keep me from coming back.|- Oh, really? Watch me.
- I really can't believe you did this.|- Get in the car.
[ Car Door Closes ]
[ Aaron ]|Don"t talk to me.
[ Saul ] Get back here.|You"re acting like a child.
- Eliza has more sense.|- Of course you think that.
- She agrees with everything you|say. Talk about brainwashed.|- I'm not finished.
- Don't walk away!|- You're going to stop me|from going to my room now?
- I want you to come here-|- You do not get to tell me what to do-
- control what I feel or think.|- Stop it.
- I'm not Eliza. I'm not Mom.|- Goddamn it!
- You do not talk to me like that!|- You don't f***ing control me!
She's not even in the hospital, is she?|She just got tired of being here.
Tired of you and your house|and your cooking and your religion...
and your everything,|and you just can't face the truth.
You want to know|the truth, Aaron?
Your mother has been stealing things|for years. Maybe her whole life.
She's very sick.|She's in a mental institution...
and I don't know when or if|they will give her back to me.
You're the one who's sick.
- Me?|- Yeah,you.
[ Scoffs ] Who's the one|who's walking around in a sheet?
- In orange bedsheets.!|- Stop it.
- Aaron,you are a baby.! You"re a kid.|- Stop it! Stop it!
You want to go to- Go to your room.|Go to your f***ing room!
- Go.!|- Why can't you live your own stupid life?
Why do you have to drag me|and Elly into it?
Why can't you leave us alone?
[ Door Opens, Slams ]
[ Sighs ]|Aaron.
Aaron?
Please, God.|Please, please, please-
[ Eliza"s Voice ]|We can talk-
really connect with God.
Notjust pray...
but have God listen.
And sometimes|in special cases...
have God talk back.
Got it?|Okay, this way.
[ Man ] Chris Wilcock,|Midland Monthly News.
- "Ecchymosis. "|-[ Chris ] "Ecchymosis. "
E-C-C-H-Y...
M-O-S-I-S.
- ''Ecchymosis.''|- [ Man #2 ] Correct.
[ Man #1 ]|Number 1 3.
Arrow Arram, Hillsdale Morning Sun,|Hillsdale, Michigan.
''Thanatophidia.''
Please, please make sure|that she knows I called.
- [ Sighs ] All right. Thank you.|- [ Handset Settles In Cradle ]
[ TV, Indistinct ]
Dad?
Hey. Hey, you were incredible|up there today.
Thanks.
- What"s your brother doing?|- Watching TV.
You want to try a few more,|just to keep loose?
Mmm, I don"t know. Okay.
All right, no thinking.|''Usurper.''
U-S-U-R-P-E-R.
''Piazza.''
P-I-A-Z-Z-A.
''Origami.''
[ Flapping ]
''Origami.''
O-R-I...
G-A-M...
I.
You can do this.
Yes, you can.
[ Sighs ]
[ Aaron ]|He should leave you alone.
- It's okay.|- Hejust wants this for himself.
You know, he's using you,|like he used Mom...
and like he used me.
I just think you should|forget about him.
That's all I mean.
He needs this-all the attention|and the control-
and he doesn"t even know it.
He needs Mom.
[ TVContinues ]
[ Sighs ]
What are you doing down here|this time of night?
I want to see|the television cameras.
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