Call Me Crazy: A Five Film Page #6

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Whoo!

Yeah. Yes, we all love him.

No, he's not... Okay...

He's not here, though.

I'm sorry. He's not here.

- But he is...

- Come on, Eddie.

I don't know where he is.

We can't find him.

Which is fine. I'm sure

he'll be here any second.

In the meantime,

I can tap-dance or something.

Eddie? Are we back there, Eddie?

Anywhere?

Come on, sweetie.

Let's go outside. Come on. Come.

Mama!

Mama!

Baby. Oh...

God, you're big.

Ha-ha-ha.

I missed you so much.

Welcome home, soldier. Ha-ha-ha.

Hi, Daddy.

Come on.

God.

You know Mama love you, right?

Well,

promise me you'll never go away again.

Mama's not going anywhere.

I'm gonna stay right here

with you.

Hey, is that a big-boy tooth

I see in there?

I twisted it 134 times, and then

it came out during all-school assembly.

Oh. Hm.

What did the tooth fairy bring you?

A bow and arrow,

a new pair of Converse,

$1.50 and a Monster Flashlight.

All under your pillow?

Well, I got the best tooth fairy in town.

Sounds like it.

Pour your own.

How did you get all that stuff

under his pillow?

Well, I picked up a few tricks

from the other moms.

And then you tripled them.

Well, yeah,

I guess I was overdoing it a bit.

I wanna do something fun.

I'm gonna take Quinn

out of school tomorrow.

Douglas Park.

We ain't been there in years.

Uh...

Yeah, about tomorrow...

Um...

My man died. Leonard died.

This past Monday we lost him.

What are you talking about?

You were in transit.

I had no way of contacting you.

When I left, he was in the hospital.

I know.

Leonard died?

His funeral is tomorrow.

I thought he was gonna make it.

Come on.

Yeah, I don't feel right. I can't.

You're getting out of this car, and you're

gonna pay your respects to his family.

I can't. I'm gonna stay here.

He was your commanding officer.

He was our country's hero.

He was like a son to me.

You owe it to all of us.

You got five minutes to get your act

together and get out of this car.

You hear me, sergeant?

Left, right, face. Forward.

Your brother was a good man.

Yes, he was.

She won't get out of the car.

Oh...

Hey. Welcome home, Maggie.

You know, I think it'll make you

feel better to be with everyone.

We all miss him.

That IED was not your fault.

And it's also not your fault

that you survived and he didn't.

Get out of the car.

Get out of the car. Get out of the car.

No. No. No.

When we got back from Nam,

we had a hard time too, but we got over it.

Out.

Take her home, Percy.

Come on, baby.

It's okay, baby.

It's all right.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Why don't you, uh...?

Why don't you lose that shirt?

Come on.

Unh.

Drop that belt.

Take your clothes off.

Come on. Come on.

There's no one up here.

Take your shirt off. Come on.

Come on, take it off.

What are you scared of?

You scared of me?

Just let me go.

It's me. Leonard.

Don't touch me.

Let's have some fun.

Wanna have some fun?

Wanna be safe out there?

I won't say nothing.

Strip down for your commanding officer!

I don't like this.

Get away!

Wake up. You're having a bad dream.

You're having a bad dream. Wake up.

Get away. Get away from me!

What are you doing?

Maggie, stop.

Get off of me! I hate you!

Help me! Help me.

Shut up. Shut up.

Get off me. Get off of me.

Get off. Get away from me,

Leonard. Don't touch...

Get away from me! Stay away!

Quinn, go to your room

and lock your door. Go on, son.

I hate you, Leonard!

Maggie.

Don't touch me! I hate you!

911. What's your emergency?

My name is Quinn.

- Something bad is happening.

- Maggie, it's your dad.

I'm not hearing this.

This cannot be happening again.

This voice I keep hearing... No.

This is not happening again. Please...

This doesn't make sense to me. Please...

Mom.

You're such a nut.

What do you think I have on?

No, I have a skirt and a shirt on.

It's not too short.

Ahem. Okay, you're not helping, really,

with my nerves here, so I gotta go.

Goddamn it.

Hi, I'm Lucy Miller. Um...

You must be Maggie.

I'll be representing you.

I brought warm,

comforting beverages.

Or what's left of them.

The rest is on my new white shirt

that I wore to impress you.

Uh, can we sit? Great.

Oh.

Sorry about your chips.

Um...

Look, uh,

yours is not a hopeless case.

Seems pretty hopeless to me.

Hm.

I can see that.

I'm not saying it's going to be easy.

They do have your son's voice

on the 911 call.

I don't even know

what happened to me.

I didn't mean to scare him.

I didn't mean

for any of this to happen.

You know, um, I'm scared too.

You're scared?

This is my first day in the field.

That's comforting.

I volunteered.

I specifically wanted your case.

A charity case.

Because I think I can help you.

You know,

that's not gonna get your son back.

Quinn? Is that his name?

It's not gonna get him back.

And if you keep that up, you're gonna

have two problems instead of one.

You know what he told me?

He told me,

"I want my mama back."

I want...

I want my son back.

Well, um, Child Services won't let you live

with Quinn again until you get treatment.

And to get treatment,

I need to prove PTSD.

Post-traumatic stress...

This is not combat-related.

Hell, I got both my arms.

I didn't get my legs blown off.

I'm not in no damn wheelchair.

I know.

PTSD from military sexual trauma

is just as real.

Yeah, I know.

And it makes the military

look bad.

What makes the military look bad

is your senior officer raping you

over and over again.

I don't want people

looking at me like I'm crazy.

Do you understand that?

Yeah.

I think I have some insight

into that.

So you think you've seen

what I've seen?

No, but I've seen

some pretty bad stuff.

I have seen thousands of spiders

running up my best friend's face.

You wacked.

Yeah.

It's called schizophrenia.

So they sent me somebody

crazier than I am.

Maybe.

But I'm gonna be honest with you.

I used to deny that I was sick.

I would go off my meds, not work

my program, try and white-knuckle it.

And I thought I was gonna spend the best

years of my life in a psych hospital.

But I committed myself to recovery.

And, no,

I don't always like going to group.

And I hate that I have to check in

with my psychiatrist all the time.

And I certainly don't like

the side effects of the meds.

But it works.

And it is so worth it.

I passed the bar, for God's sakes.

I'm living proof.

Of what?

That there is hope.

I forgot to tell you

you were getting a visitor.

Hi, baby.

Hey.

I'm gonna be okay.

The nice lady back there,

she's gonna help me get better.

Get your mommy back.

You'll get Mommy back.

Be sure and put this in your pocket

and save it for later, okay?

Okay?

Where's your social worker?

She didn't bring me.

When your mother died,

I promised her

that I was gonna take care of you.

You did.

No. No, baby, I didn't.

I let Leonard into your life.

Dad, it's not your fault.

Baby...

if he wasn't already dead,

I'd kill him myself.

I know.

I'm so sorry, baby. Sorry.

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