Clara's Heart Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1988
- 108 min
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ARE YOU?
YES, I AM.
I CARE:
ABOUT YOUR DAD A LOT.
WELL,
ENJOY YOUR LUNCH.
IT WAS NICE:
TO MEET YOU, DAVID.
BYE.
I'LL SEE YOU LATER.
BYE.
SHE REALLY LIKES YOU,
DOESN'T SHE?
WHY NOT? I'M NO SUCH A BAD GUY.
YOU AND MOM:
JUST GOT SEPARATED,
AND YOU ALREADY HAVE
SOMEONE ELSE.
AT LEAST I'M NOT HIDING
WHO I'M SEEING.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
WHO'S MOM SEEING?
THE GREAT SINGING
PSYCHOLOGIS WE MET THAT SATURDAY.
THAT DR. EPSTEIN GUY?
IT'S GOOD, DAVID.
YOUR MOM DESERVES
TO BE HAPPY, TOO.
SO IN OTHER WORDS,
YOU AND MOM...
YOU AND MOM:
DESERVE TO BE HAPPY.
SOUNDS RIGHT.
MAKES SENSE.
HE HAD NO RIGH TO TELL YOU THAT.
WHEN I FIGURED OU HOW I WANTED TO
EXPLAIN IT TO YOU.
COME HERE, BABY.
PETER'S MAKING
A LOT OF THINGS:
FALL INTO PLACE:
FOR ME.
I FEEL JUST NOW:
INTO HELPING MYSELF
BEFORE I CAN HELP
ANYONE ELSE.
I KNOW THAT SOUNDS
REALLY SELFISH,
BUT I'M DOING
THE BEST I CAN.
AND I LOVE YOU.
I DO.
KISS.
[CAR DOOR SLAMS]
HI. HOW WAS
YOUR WEEKEND?
OH, CHILD,
IT WAS WONDERFUL.
GOOD LAVISHING.
WE GIRLS:
CAN CERTAINLY CHAT.
WOO!
WHO CAME OVER?
IT WAS ME, BLANCHE,
LYDIA, AND BOBS,
AND THE GIRLS WANTED
BLANCHE DID YOU UP
IN SOME PINKIE HAIRDO?
IT BE LOOKIN'
VERY NICE ON YOU.
AREN'T YOU
THE SILVER-TONGUED
DEVIL.
TERRIFIC.
REALLY MEMORABLE.
AREN'T THEY SUPPOSED TO
KEEP UP APPEARANCES
OR SOMETHING:
FOR A CHILD'S BENEFIT?
AND MAKE IT LOOK LIKE
THEY'LL GET BACK TOGETHER?
DAVID, CLARA,
I'M LEAVING.
WHERE TO?
PETER HAS:
A WORKSHOP TONIGHT.
I'M LATE. I'LL TALK
TO YOU LATER.
OH! MY TWO-CENT TOOTSIES
ARE KILLING ME.
HERE, LET ME
RUB THEM FOR YOU.
THANK YOU.
WHAT'S IN THA RED SUITCASE?
WHAT RED SUITCASE?
THAT ONE YOU KEEP
UNDER YOUR BED:
AND TAKE:
TO YOUR APARTMENT.
NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS.
MY ROOM:
IS ME PRIVACY.
HOW WAS I AT YOUR DAD'S?
HOW COME YOU DON' HAVE HAIR ON YOUR LEGS?
BECAUSE I'M
NATURALLY HAIRLESS.
WHY YOU TOUCH ME
LIKE THAT?
LIKE HOW?
DON'T YOU NEVER
TOUCH ME LIKE THA AGAIN.
I'M SORRY.
KEEP YOUR HANDS:
OFF MY PERSON, CHILD.
WAIT.
GET OUT,
NOW! GET OUT!
[DOOR OPENS]
YOUR DINNER'S DOWNSTAIRS.
I'M NOT HUNGRY.
YOU MUS KEEP UP YOUR STRENGTH.
A PUNY MIDGET.
I GUESS I'M SUPPOSED
BUT I'LL TELL YOU
IN MY COUNTRY:
"PUNY PUNY" MEANS MEN
WITH MANY WOMEN:
AND LOTS OF LAND.
I SHOULD MOVE THERE.
NO. YOU NEED TO LEARN
HOW TO LIVE HERE,
BUT YOU MUST ALSO LEARN
NOT TO TOUCH A LADY
UNLESS YOU'VE BEEN INVITED.
CLARA?
YES, DAVID?
WHY DID EDITH:
HAVE TO DIE AND:
MESS UP EVERYTHING?
THEM THAT DIE:
AND STRANGENESS OF LIFE, DAVID.
ONLY THE LIVING DO THAT.
I FIGURED:
YOU'D SAY THAT.
DAVID.
DAVID, LOOK UPON ME.
KNOW THIS--
YOU CAN DEPEND ON ME.
ALWAYS?
ALWAYS IS MUCH LONGER
THAN YOU'RE GOING TO NEED ME.
I DON'T GET IT.
THE GUY KEEPS ROLLING
IT'LL ROLL BACK DOWN.
SISYPHUS IS CONDEMNED
TO ROLL THE BOULDER.
HE HAS NO CHOICE,
BUT HE COMMITS:
TO THE ENTERPRISE.
IT'S STUPID.
HE'S AN IDIOT.
BECAUSE IT'S THE EFFORT,
DAVID,
THAT GIVES MEANING
TO OUR LIVES.
IS THAT RIGHT?
YEP.
YOU MAKE:
ALL THIS STUFF UP?
NO. A FRENCH WRITER
NAMED CAMUS.
I JUST STOLE IT.
UH, I'M GOING TO
LEAVE YOU GUYS:
AND GO CHECK:
ON MY SERVICE.
USE THE PHONE:
IN THE LIVING ROOM.
YOU'LL HAVE
MORE PRIVACY.
DAVID, PETER
HAS ASKED ME:
TO HELP HIM:
ON A WORKSHOP:
THIS WEEKEND:
IN SAN FRANCISCO.
NOW, I TOLD HIM
THAT I WOULD:
SPEAK TO YOU:
ABOUT IT FIRST,
THAT IF:
IT BOTHERED YOU:
TERRIBLY,
I WOULDN'T DO IT.
SURE. GO.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
HELLO?
OH. NO, MOM'S
NOT HERE, DAD.
SHE IS SACKING OU IN SAN FRANCISCO
WITH THE OLD:
SINGING PSYCHOLOGIST.
RUN A WORKSHOP.
YEAH. THAT'S THE WORD HERE, DAD.
FILM AT 6:
00.I'M JUST HANGING OU WITH CLARA,
SITTING IN FRON OF MOTHER'S MIRROR
AND PUTTING ON:
THAT WOMAN'S COSMETICS,
SO TALKIE-TALKIE
NEXT WEEK, FATHER.
SO LONG, NOW.
TO TROUBLE HER THINGS.
ME NOT TROUBLE:
HER THINGS.
COME ON. SIT UP.
CLARA.
THAT IS MY NAME.
WILL I BE LIKE--
LIKE YOUR SON NOW?
I MEAN,
I AM YOUR FRIEND
AND EVERYTHING.
BUT OF COURSE.
BUT, DAVID,
DON' THE LITTLE GIRLS
INTEREST YOU YET?
IT'S NOT THA THEY DON'T INTEREST ME.
I JUST DON' INTEREST THEM.
OH.
WELL, SOMETHING
TELLS ME:
THAT VERY, VERY SOON
THOSE LITTLE GIRLS
ARE GOING TO BE:
INTERESTED IN YOU, TOO.
YOU SWEAR?
ABSOLUTELY.
WHAT A STRANGE CHILD
YOU ARE.
SOMETIME YOU FEEL
I THINK I DON' KNOW YOU AT ALL.
OF COURSE:
YOU KNOW ME.
YOU KNOW ME:
BETTER THAN ANYONE.
NOT TRUE.
NOBODY EVER:
REALLY KNOWS ANYONE,
AND JUST WHEN:
YOU THINK YOU DO,
PEOPLE CHANGE RIGH BEFORE YOUR EYES.
I HOPE:
YOU LIKE JAMMIN', TOO
4, 5, 6.
7, 8, 9.
7, 8.
7. 8.
1, 2, 3.
JAMMIN' TILL
THE JAM IS THROUGH
SO, CLARA'S BOY,
YOU MUSTN'T BE
FRIGHTENED OF ME.
MUST BE CLARA:
TELL YOU SOME:
SHE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING
ABOUT YOU.
ALL YOU NEED:
TO KNOW, THEN,
IS THIS--
WHEN MAYFIELD GO,
DEATH AND ALL:
BE A-FOLLOW.
I'LL GO UPSTAIRS
AND MAKE SOME KOOL-AID.
DON'T MOVE YET.
JUST STAY:
RIGHT HERE.
WHAT THE HECK.
I'VE GOT SOME TIME.
SO TELL ME:
SOMETHING.
DID SHE TELL YOU
ABOUT RALPHIE?
I KNOW:
SHE NO TELL YOU.
YEAH? SHE DID.
SHE COULDN' TELL YOU
THE WHOLE STORY.
WHAT DO YOU CARE
ANYWAY, HUH?
ME HAVE ME REASONS
FOR CARE.
YOU ASK ABOUT RALPHIE.
MAKE CERTAIN YOU DO THAT, MAN.
WELCOME, CLARA.
YOU...
THEY TOLD ME:
YOU WAS OUTSIDE.
I HAD TO.
WHY?
IT WAS BURNING UP
IN HERE.
I'M NOT USED
TO THE TROPICS.
THEN DORA COME BY
WITH HER FRIEND.
SHE WAS TRYING:
TO JUKE ME UP.
JUST WHAT DID DORA
TELL YOU?
TO ASK YOU:
ABOUT RALPHIE.
WHAT DID I SAY:
ABOUT ASKING:
ABOUT MY PERSON?
I DIDN'T SAY
ANYTHING.
SHE SAY:
ANYTHING ELSE?
NOTHING.
THAT'S IT.
I SWEAR.
CLARA?
YES, DAVID?
NOTHING.
GOD HAS SMILED ON ME
GOD HAS SMILED...
NO. YOU STAY HERE.
ON ME:
HE'S BEEN GOOD TO ME
GOD HAS...
EXCUSE ME.
DIDN'T I TELL YOU
TO STAY BACK THERE?
I WANT TO DO IT, TOO.
I NEED IT.
YOUR PARENTS:
WOULD HAVE A COW
IF THEY KNEW.
SHH.
WHEN I'M HERE,
YOU TAKE YOURSELF
BACK THERE:
AND SIT DOWN.
HE IS THE SOURCE
OF ALL MY JOY:
THE BODY:
OF CHRIST.
AMEN.
THE BODY:
OF CHRIST.
AMEN.
IN THIS BODY OF MINE,
SEE WHAT THE LORD HAS DONE
IN THIS BODY OF MINE
IN THIS BODY OF MINE
SEE WHAT THE LORD HAS DONE
COUNT YOUR MANY BLESSINGS
SEE WHAT THE LORD HAS DONE
COUNT YOUR MANY BLESSINGS
COUNT YOUR MANY BLESSINGS
COUNT YOUR MANY BLESSINGS
COUNT YOUR MANY BLESSINGS
COUNT YOUR MANY BLESSINGS
SEE WHAT THE LORD HAS DONE
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