Days and Nights Page #2

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- Oh, you got plenty of time.

- Johan. - What?

- Sort out the luggage.

- No, thank you.

- That wasn't so bad, was it?

Oh!

Sorry.

Of course, the more money they throw

at you, the less interesting it all is.

It's supposed to be a love story,

but where's the happy ending?

I love it.

- Got it? - I don't get it.

- It's okay. - Ignore him.

- What are you doing?

- I'm pouring a glass of wine.

- Can he drink? - It's fine.

- Well, what about his medicine?

- What... what medicine?

- He can have some wine.

- Not like I have to ask for

permission. - I thought...

Don't.

Don't think.

So, Stephen, what exactly

is it that you do?

- Nothing.

- Dad.

I'm an ornithologist.

I've been tracking a family

of eagles who migrated

to the south side of the

property two years ago.

- That's not all that he

was tracking. - Mom.

The male abandoned,

leaving the female and her egg,

so, I've had to be

a little more involved.

- Is anyone cold? - It's a little

touch and go, actually.

- Abe would never abandon.

- Abe?

That's what he calls him...

old Abe.

- How much are they paying you?

- Dad. - What? Nothing, zero, zilch.

I built a perimeter fence,

developed a manual

- hydration system, food regimen.

- Like a prison.

Technically, I work for 'The Department

of Environment Conservation'.

He's a forensic...

wildlife pathologist.

What?

Sorry.

Come on. Really... really,

I'm an... I'm an aviculturist.

- What's so funny?

- Oh, Mary!

Manners, please!

Ohh!

- They look delicious.

- Thank you.

It's perfect. There's no

stress in the meat.

You can always taste,

and you can feel

- if the animal had a stressful end.

- Please stop talking.

No, well, it goes tasteless.

It goes bland, but this is perfect.

- Alex, does your father

listen to anyone? - No.

A man walked

into his house...

with a sheep under his arm.

He says to his wife,

"I just want you to see the pig that I've

been f***ing while you've been away. "

And she says, "That's not a pig,

darling... that's a sheep. "

And he says,

"I wasn't talking to you!"

You got it?

- She wasn't a sheep.

- Eagles, brisket, and sheep.

Oh, my.

Welcome home, baby.

If music be the

food of love, play on.

Give me excess of it,

that surfeiting, the appetite

may sicken, and so die.

Newton's third

law of motion...

To every action, there is

an equal and opposite reaction.

Eva?

You said come

and get you...

...when it's ready.

- Have you seen Eva?

- No.

- Is Mom here?

- Yeah.

- Where are they?

- Feeding.

It's called

"Thermal convection. "

Eagles generally soar on

thermal convection currents,

which means that we could

generally predict their flight paths.

Look at me,

flapping my wings.

Uh, but r - recently, thermal

currents have been expanding.

It's... it's like an oven,

and we're just... we're just,

- frying ourselves.

- Whatever that means.

So predicting flight paths

has become near impossible.

- He could be lost in

nondirectional winds. - Thank you.

But, uh, personally, I...

I think it's toxicosis.

- English. - Mercury,

lead poison, pesticides.

- Green giants. - Buck shot, poaching...

the list goes on and on.

Meanwhile, the whole

place is in quarantine.

Well, eagles are bioindicators.

So we need to protect them...

- Nerd. - ... like canaries in a gold mine.

- Grow a beard. - Read a book.

He won't let me fix the dock,

maintain the riding trails... nothing.

- I repaired the dock.

- I wouldn't want to be on that dock.

Sweetie.

Hey.

Come here.

Oh!

Mm.

- You hungry?

- Uh, I ate already.

- What's going on, crazy?

- Not much. You?

Come on.

We better get ready.

- Ohh. - Want this?

- Yeah.

- What just happened?

- Nothing. He's fine.

- Fine... f***ed up,

insecure... - Dad.

He's fine.

You always say that when

nothing is. What was it?

Excuse me.

Boredom.

You get cooped up in

the country long enough,

you start doing things

to make life interesting.

I mean, look at me.

I got married and had a kid.

The show is gonna

be ready in 30 minutes.

Gobble gobble.

Ohh, my foot is asleep.

Tea?

Yes.

Excuse me.

Give me a kiss.

What are you doing?

I'm shaving.

We did this once in Oman.

We had no soap.

We used mashed potatoes.

You're making me nervous.

Eva was supposed

to be here at 7:
30.

Been calling,

but it's busy...

- Probably her parents.

- Yeah, they're tyrants.

# When I was young,

seemed that life was so wonderful

# A miracle

# oh, it was beautiful, magical #

- Stop it. - I know.

I have a horrible voice.

Ow!

Mm, like rats from

a sinking ship.

Where's your sweaters?

- Have you seen any

of Peter's films? - Yes.

Come on.

Sweater.

Closet. They hang.

Is he talented?

No.

He's quiet. He looks. He listens.

I think he's talented.

Well, you're wrong.

- Ask anyone.

- I'm right.

- You're sick. - What difference

does that make?

Arm.

I'm sorry.

Well, I didn't mean to...

Whoops.

That's my nightgown.

It's for Eric's show.

You are wearing my

trousseau nightgown.

Excuse me.

Eric's muse.

Lives downstream.

Doesn't do anything,

but she's sweet.

I have to pee.

She's wearing

my nightgown.

He gave her

my nightgown.

Oh, yeah.

- He's a fraud.

- No.

Pick any magazine.

- It'll tell you. Any of them,

any month. - Oh!

Eva?

- Where the hell have you been?

- This is Mary's nightgown?!

Hi, Herb.

- How are you?

- I'm perfect.

- I can't believe you. - Hey.

- You said you bought this.

- I didn't.

- I love this room.

I said I brought it.

- You've been to so many places.

- And look at me...

- I haven't been anywhere.

- ... landlocked.

- We're late.

- I walked right into dinner.

So embarrassing...

you have no idea.

And Peter's here!

You said he wasn't coming.

- No, I said I didn't know.

- I've never been more

- embarrassed in all my life.

- What happened? You all right?

- I fell. There used to be a trail.

- We got to go.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the show's about to begin.

- It's so humiliating.

- I think you look beautiful.

- Meet you there.

- You'll get lost.

It's easy from here.

She's like a deer.

I think I'm going to ask her to

marry me. Someone should.

You can't leave a good

grape on the vine too long.

I've got it covered.

Oh?

Yeah, I've made

up my mind.

Has she?

Watch your step.

All we need now are a few German

Shepherds and a machine gun.

Johan, turn it off.

"All experience

hath shown...

- that mankind are more disposed

to suffer... " - Suffer.

"... than to right themselves...

by abolishing the forms to

which they are accustomed. "

- What is she talking about? - It's the

declaration of independence. - Ah.

"But when a long train of

abuses and usurpations

"evinces a design to reduce

them under absolute despotism

"it is their right,

it is their duty,

- to throw off... "

- Throw off.

- It's going to be a bumpy ride.

- Shut up!

Let facts be submitted,

to a candid world.

- Here. Johan, pass this to Louis.

- Stop talking!

- Louis.

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