Broken Flowers Page #4

to communicate,

I can hear them.

You know,

like you and I are talking.

But we don't

read each other's minds.

Is he saying something?

He says

you have a hidden agenda.

He- He said that?

I think you'd better

go back outside now, Ramon.

Animals can tell us

what they want,

but that doesn't mean

that that's what's best for them.

Yes?

Excuse me, Carmen,

but Mr. Renaldo and Skippy

are here for your next session.

Oh. Okay.

Um, give me

one more minute.

Sorry, Don, but I really

can't keep Skippy waiting.

Do you think you could tell Skippy

that you're just gonna walk me to my car?

How about later?

Wanna get a drink?

No. I don't drink.

Maybe get something to eat?

I don't, uh, eat.

You don't?

Uh, take a walk?

I know you walk.

I don't feel like it.

Do you have a typewriter?

A typewriter?

Are you married?

You know, I think you

should probably go now.

Oh, come on, Carmen.

Can't you answer me?

No.

"No," you won't answer me?

No, I'm not married.

I was though.

Any kids?

Yes.

I have a daughter, Lianna.

She's 16.

She's in Sweden.

Sweden.

Am I supposed to ask

about you?

It seems like I've told you

my whole life story.

So-

Me? No.

I'm not married.

Of course you aren't.

And I don't have any kids.

Do I?

How would I know that?

Sorry, Carmen, but Mr. Renaldo

and Skippy have been waiting

in the session room.

I know. I'm sorry.

I'll be right there.

Okay.

Well, my time is really up.

So, good-bye.

Bye, Carmen.

Mr. Johnston?

You forgot your flowers.

Hey. Excuse me!

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Uh, do you know

where Atwood Road is?

I'm lost.

Oh!

Hey.

Hey, it's okay.

It's okay.

Can I help you?

Does Penny live here?

Who's askin'?

I'm an old friend of Penny's.

Don. Don Johnston.

She's in the house.

Go around there. A screen door.

Thanks.

Penny?

Hello?

- Penny?

- Yeah?

Donny.

So, what the f***

do you want, Donny?

Oh, I just thought I'd drop by.

Just checking in.

Well, I don't remember

any happy ending

between us, Don.

No... reconciliation,

nothing.

You left me, Penny.

Remember?

Yeah.

Very clearly.

So, what is it you wanted?

Everything okay over there, Pen?

Not sure yet!

Goddamn it.

What is it you wanted?

Penny, do you-

Do you have a son?

F*** you, Donny!

Danny, grab that f***er.

Penny!

Shut up.

I didn't say anything.

What the hell's

your f***in' problem?

I was just leaving.

No, what are you doing

upsetting Penny like that, huh?

I just needed to ask her a question.

Yeah, I know

you asked her a question.

Now, listen.

I just don't think

it's very sensitive of you...

comin' out here

to try to hurt Penny's feelings,

you know,

to get back at her or whatever.

That just seems so rude.

You said all pink, right?

It's best that they're all pink, yeah.

Oh, you're very good

at this.

That's beautiful.

Thanks.

Are you okay?

Uh, it was just

a minor misunderstanding.

Mind if I take a look?

Oh. That's nasty.

Did you even wash it?

Sort of.

Let me take care of it.

What's your name?

Sun. Sun Green.

Sun Green?

Perfect.

What's yours?

Don.

Don Johnston.

Really?

Don Johnson?

Johnston.

With a "T."

So...

if I continue down this road,

I will find

the Riverview Cemetery?

Yeah. You just go down the hill.

You'll see the entrance on your right.

Thank you, Sun Green.

You're welcome.

Hello, beautiful.

Red ink on pink paper.

I don't know what I want.

He says you have a hidden agenda.

F*** you, Donny.

Circle Drive, please.

No rush.

The wheel of fortune turns.

Round and round it goes.

Where it stops, no one knows.

Boy.

That's my report,

Sherlock.

The general outline

of what you put me through.

That's it?

And after all that,

you're still no closer to knowing

who's the mother of your son?

That's right.

But there was

that one typewriter.

And the pink motorcycle.

And it was Dora's pink,

uh, business card.

And-And-And Laura's

pink bathrobe.

I think this whole thing

is a farce, a fiasco.

As far as I know,

you may have written

that letter to me.

Look, I'm really sorry

that you got beat up and everything.

l-l-l-I feel that

it was somehow my fault.

It was.

Kind of strange, too, how, uh,

Carmen's magic dog

was named Winston.

Yeah-

Look, man, I really put

a lot of work into this thing.

I thought that it was

really important that you know

whether or not you had a son.

I mean, it's your life.

You got to live your life, right?

I was living my life,

Winston.

I still am.

What's this?

It's pink.

It's a note

I found in my foyer

when I got back.

Red ink on pink paper.

It's from Sherry.

What? From Sherry?

Why didn't you tell me?

May I see it?

Envelope and paper

not exactly the same size.

You know, the handwriting...

seems pretty close

to the address on the envelope,

but I can't be sure.

Sherry still likes you.

You think that Sherry

could have sent the first letter...

and made the whole thing up

just to f*** with you?

Who knows?

You know, I've got to go.

I think I have just enough time

to stop home

and compare the handwriting...

and then hopefully

punch in at work on time.

You coming?

No.

I just need a little break

from all of this.

Look, don't worry.

We're still going to

solve this mystery.

Didn't I see you

at the airport last night?

I don't know.

Did you?

Yeah.

You on a road trip?

Yeah.

Something like that.

You look hungry.

Can I buy you a sandwich

or something?

Uh, no, that's okay.

You can relax.

I'm not gay. I'm not a cop.

Just a guy who sees a guy

who might need a sandwich.

Okay. Thanks.

But could you get something to go?

I'd sorta rather stay outside.

Sure.

How about a nice

club sandwich?

I'm vegetarian.

You eat cheese?

Yeah, sometimes.

l-I like cheese.

Okay, I got it.

I'll be right back.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Hey.

You found us a place.

All right.

Let's see here.

Big cheese and veggie sandwich...

with mushrooms.

Fries-

Mmm.

extra large.

Two waters.

Two coffees.

My mom put that there...

for good luck.

Thanks for the food.

Ahh.

No problem, chief.

You called me chief?

Yeah. Why?

What happened to your eye?

I, uh-

I ran into somebody.

Somebody's fist.

You a gangster?

No. I wish.

No, I was, uh-

I was in computers.

Computers and girls.

What about you, chief?

I'm interested

in, uh, philosophy.

Philosophy and girls.

Sounds pretty good.

Think so?

So, uh,

as just a guy

who gave another guy a sandwich,

you have any, like,

philosophical tips or anything...

for a guy on a kind of road trip?

You asking me?

Yeah.

Well-

The past is gone.

I know that.

The future...

isn't here yet,

whatever it's going to be.

So,

all there is is-

is this.

The present.

That's it.

Are you a Buddhist?

No. Are you?

Uh, I'm not sure yet.

I'm sorry that's the best

I have to offer at the moment.

No, I appreciate it.

I like what you said.

It's better than some, like,

fatherly-sounding bullshit.

Is that...

what your father's like?

Ah, that's not a good subject.

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