Bereavement Page #2
HoW's your leg?
Oh, it's better.
So this is What you do--
fix cars?
Guidance counselor told me
either medical school
or auto mechanic.
I can't stand the sight of blood, so...
Okay, Well,
I don't Want to bother you, so...
Hey.
Yeah?
Are you busy later?
Um, I Was gonna go home
and stare at the ceiling
until I fell asleep. Why?
Well, I Was--
I Was Wondering if maybe
you Wanted to--
Billy!
Excuse me.
- Billy!
- Dad?
In here.
- Christ.
- God.
I dropped the f***ing remote.
be careful.
- , Jesus!
- Sorry, Dad.
- Oh man.
- You're dead Weight.
Yeah, Well, I'm not dead yet.
- Oh.
- Can I help?
- Father:
Just-- just lift me up.- Yeah, just hold his chair.
- Okay.
- Come on, just put me back on my chair.
You got it.
Here.
- Okay.
- You could have hurt yourself.
What do you mean,
could have?
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
Um, Dad, this is Allison.
Allison,this is mydad.
- Hi.
- She's from Chicago.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
- From Chicago?
- Yeah.
I hate Chicago.
- Hey, at least you're not gay, right?
- Dad.
You knoW, he spends most of the time
alone in his room,
- Yeah, you should talk.
Yeah, but it's about the only thing
I've got left.
No, stay.
No, it's getting late.
I really have to get home.
He's not normally like this.
He's usually much Worse.
Well, maybe you should give him
the helmet.
Bye.
What the hell
is the matter With you?
Can't she take a joke?
Hey, come on.
Hey, toss me my cigarettes.
Hey, What--?
NoW What am I supposed to do?
What's your name?
Hello?
Can you ansWer me, please?
Graham:
If they have no feelings,
they can't knoW fear.
But if they can't knoW fear...
Why do they run?
Let me go.
All clean?
Come here.
What are you doing?
Give me your arm.
Don't.
Run!
He doesn't understand.
Can't you see?
Stop it. Stop it!
His conscience is unburdened.
You're crazy!
Is yours?
Let me go!
You're f***ing crazy!
Let me go!
Oh God.
Where Were you?
Um, I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
Jonathan.
I thought We said 2:30.
I left early.
We Were beginning to Worry.
Well, I said I'm sorry.
Let's not make it a habit.
- Okay?
- Okay.
You've been to Paris?
Yeah, a feW times.
WoW, you've been to so many
cool places.
Yeah, my dad used to turn
all of his business trips
into family vacations.
He Was great like that.
I've never been anyWhere.
Well, maybe someday you can go
to Chicago With me.
- Tomorrow?
- No.
Hi guys. Wendy.
Can I borroW your camera?
Yeah, there's a feW
more pictures left.
You can finish the roll
if you Want.
-
- Dad, can We go to France?
Sure. I'll cash in
some stock options.
See What I mean?
HoW about Pittsburgh, huh?
Wendy:
HoW much longerdo I have to give up my room?
Jonathan:
Not much longer.
Wendy:
Don't you thinkJonathan:
I think that cage is just fine.
Do you think
Allison's happy here?
I hope so.
HoW could somebody
not like you?
- I knoW, right?
- Right.
You knoW, I'm-- l-- l--
I'm feeling--
feeling something.
I'm feeling a little--
Oh no.
I need a pilloW sandWich.
Hello.
Can you talk?
I can help you.
You've just got to help me
get loose first.
Please.
Help me.
I've done everything
you've asked me.
You could make it stop.
God damn it!
NoW they can't trust you.
You're gonna have to
make it up to them somehoW.
They take advantage
of vulnerability
and Weakness.
Bury it.
Graham:
You caused all this.
Be good, sWeetie.
I will.
Whiskers, no.
Theories on our
emotional development
are divided into
tWo schools of thought--
Whether We're products
of genetics
predisposed to exhibit
certain behavioral patterns,
or products
of our environment.
Evolutionary biologists believe
that our inherited genes
are What determine
development.
Opponents argue
that our individuality
is directly influenced
by the patterns of behavior
that We see and hear
every day.
In other Words,
a child raised
in a loving environment
Will respond to the World
in a much different Way
or taught to hate.
Our children are in essence
mirror images of ourselves--
our beliefs, our ideologies,
our conscience--
Which brings us
to psychotherapy--
the psychoanalytic theory
of personality.
This Will be on the test, people.
Hey, need a ride?
Uh, I don't knoW.
Come on, get in.
Take a break.
Have some fun.
Are you starting
your oWn pharmacy?
I get headaches.
I can't stay out late.
Don't Worry.
I'll have you back by Monday.
Yeah, I restored it piece by piece.
I thought about opening my oWn
body shop one day, but...
Why don't you?
Um, Well, my dad--
he's not so good on his oWn.
So hoW far do you run anyWay?
Five, six miles.
Yeah.
These Will give you
a heart attack.
junk like this, huh?
I'm not in training right noW.
Yeah, me neither.
So do you have any
brothers or sisters?
Just me and my dad.
My mom died
pneumonia.
Has he alWays been, um--?
Yeah, he used to Work
construction.
He lost the use of his legs
in an accident
in Chicago, actually.
My father alWays Wanted a boy.
He was a track star
and just missed qualifying
for the Olympics in '76.
He tried to correct
They Were driving home
from dinner
just a mile from the house and...
an bleW a stop sign.
It's funny
hoW everything can change
in an instant.
A stranger can come along
and in the blink of an eye just
destroy everything.
So you came to live
With your uncle?
I have a grandmother
Who lives in NeW York,
but she's agoraphobic,
a real freak shoW, so...
it Was her or my uncle.
I bet you Wish
you Went to NeW York noW, huh?
I hate New York.
Out of the car, Allison.
- What?
- You heard me.
- I'm not going anyWhere.
- Yeah, back off, man.
You shut your mouth!
Come on.
- What are you doing?
- I'm taking you home.
Allison
Your mother and father Worked hard
so you could be somebody.
I'm not gonna let you derail that
by hanging out With that trailer trash.
You don't even knoW him.
I knoW that kid better than you
ever Will. If your father Was here--
Look, sports, college--
that Whole thing--
that Was my father's dream,
not mine.
Well, What do you Want? Do you Want
to live in the back of a truck?
Do you Want to collect Welfare?
You think
I Wanted to come here?
You think I Wanted
to come and live With you?
My brother and l
made a promise
a long time ago:
Should something happen
to either of us,
We'd be there
for each other's kids.
It's not one you ever expect
to have to keep,
and I'm not going back
on my Word,
but it's your life.
You Want to try it out
on your oWn,
go ahead.
You Want me to get out?
I Want you to make a choice.
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