Elizabethtown Page #5

from Lexington...

and I got to tell you, it's quite beautiful.

Look, Drew, I am getting the question

constantly, okay?

Why isn't he buried in Elizabethtown?

It's not an insult to anybody here.

Well, is there such a thing

as partial cremation?

Bill Banyon, how can you even say

such a thing?

I know you all love my dad.

You can't dismiss my mother's wishes.

And we're not from California.

Jessie, can you do something

about your son?

Yeah. All right.

A couple of good ass-kickings

might be in line.

I think what Charles Dean

wants to say...

I know what he's saying.

You all have different versions of him

that you love a lot.

This is ours.

My family's record of the last thing

he said on the subject.

That's the plan.

That is the way it's going to be, guys.

Sprinkled at sea!

Samson...

And that's the decision from California.

Sh*t. Oregon.

We really are from Oregon.

Don't make me come spank you.

Leave him alone!

Jessie, I have something for you.

Samson, we're gonna watch this.

One second.

Hi. My name's Rusty.

I helped build this house

a long time ago.

But wood-eating insects

called termites...

have compromised the integrity

of this once fine structure.

What's that sound?

So today, I'm gonna blow it up.

Silence.

Now...

if I blow this house up...

will you promise to behave

and mind your mommy and daddy?

Yes!

Good.

Let's blow it up.

- Joe, we ready to go?

- Yeah, Rusty, light it up.

Fire in the hole!

Three...

two...

one.

Now, let's build a new house.

Thank you

for taking an interest in Jessie.

Feels good, doesn't it?

It's like Mitch is here.

I can see Mitch right now, so proud...

in that blue suit.

Can't you?

Stop the cremation!

Stop the cremation!

- Stop the cremation!

- What the hell's going on, man?

Hold on. Wait right here.

I'm sorry.

Here's your dad, man.

I agree with her.

It takes a year and a half

to plan a wedding properly.

It does...

- Are you serious?

- Yes.

This is Claire.

I feel like I've known her my whole life.

He was at my door last night yelling,

"Cindy, you get out here."

And I was like, "Chuck, not tonight!

Not until we get married..."

Is that...

Hey, Mitch.

So, what happened to Ben?

There was a storm in Georgia.

They grounded all the planes.

And he doesn't like to fly.

And now they want him to speak

at some trustees event...

and trot out some big ideas.

Claire, I want to see you...

on the tour of Maker's Mark tomorrow

at 10:
00 a.m. Sharp.

- All right?

- All right.

I love this girl!

You look great.

I'm a mess.

- You're crazy, Claire. You look amazing.

- Thank you.

And this dress...

Did well on the personnel interview,

though.

Right. The interview. I forgot.

I know. I'm impossible to forget,

but I'm hard to remember.

Drew! Lovin' life, lovin' you.

Hey, missed you

at the rehearsal dinner.

- Claire?

- Yeah?

Let's show Mitch the site

of his memorial.

"Chuck and Cindy, the wedding!"

Here you go, Dad.

Welcome to the annual meeting

of people who...

annually meet!

- And we'll see you all again next year.

- Very nice. Come on.

I'm just going to say right now

what we're not saying...

and let the chips fall, let the chips fall...

let the chips fall where they may.

Yes, I may be embarrassing myself,

but I'm just going to say it.

I like you!

What?

I think you should eat something.

I've been starving myself all week long!

- For Ben.

- Man, I'm gonna eat.

- We'll eat in my room.

- Room service?

I want cheese

and cheese-related things.

No, eggs and fries.

With cheese on everything.

- Cheese it is.

- Cheese and Coca-Cola.

And don't worry.

Because as great as you look tonight,

you are safe with me.

Of course, it's safe. It's a full moon.

- I look good.

- You do look good.

I'm wearing these clothes. I mean...

Have you ever had unlucky clothes?

This dress that you like?

Good things have not happened to me

in this dress.

But I saw it tonight and I said:

"I'm gonna give you one more chance."

And I refuse to be let down

by this dress again.

Anyway, forget all that.

You're here, and we're together,

and it's a get-out-of-jail-free card.

It's almost midnight.

Life cannot be so cruel

that we don't deserve to be together...

to eat.

- Hi, Chuck.

- Hey, Cindy.

Wait. Where's Mitch?

I left him in the ballroom.

I'm sorry Ben missed the flight.

He forgot?

No storm in Georgia. No trustees.

No big ideas.

- What a f***ing jerk.

- He's not a jerk.

He's a brilliant man who gives himself

permission to be preoccupied.

Come on.

You know, there is nothing greater

than deciding in your life...

that things maybe really are

black and white!

And this guy, Ben,

who clearly takes you for granted...

who serially takes advantage of you,

is bad!

And what I am saying is good.

See what I mean?

You shouldn't be the substitute

for anybody.

This guy should be right here,

right now, doing this.

Maybe so.

He's lucky I'm not

the right person for you.

I know why it's not you, but just tell me...

so I can see it from your perspective.

See, I know what you deserve.

What do I deserve?

You deserve...

You deserve...

You deserve...

a guy who says:

"I can't imagine a world without you.

"We will start a winery when we are 70.

"We will snowboard every December,

and one year take our kids.

"And we will always have

the twin red Lexuses...

"with the license plates reading:

'Chuck and Cindy."'

You deserve all this and more.

It's not you, I know.

- Please don't take this as rejection.

- I really don't.

Ben's very lucky. All we did was kiss.

Most of the sex I've had in my life

was not as personal as that kiss.

I'm putting on my shoes now.

Excuse me. Sorry.

I'm walking out the door...

in last night's clothes.

"Hey, Claire. Don't leave.

"Stay. Let's have breakfast."

I will miss your lips

and everything attached to them.

See you, Mitch.

Claire, you slut!

- Claire! Swear to God!

- Claire!

Wait up!

Just tell me you love me

and get it over with.

Claire, I'm just going to say this

because you deserve it.

It's not easy for me, but here goes.

Four days ago...

I lost a major

American shoe company...

Frankly, you could round it off

to one billion dollars!

And by tomorrow afternoon,

everyone will know.

Something's gonna be published

that pinpoints me as the most...

spectacular failure in the history

of my profession...

which is all I know how to do.

And I've been here this whole time

trying to be responsible and charming...

and live up to this success...

that doesn't exist.

All I really want...

is to not be here.

I'm sorry.

I have a very dark appointment

with destiny.

That's my secret.

That's who I am.

That's it?

Yes, that's it.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I guess I just thought a small part of you

might be a small bit sad to see me go.

But I guess this is all mostly

about a shoe.

Of course, I'm sad about you.

But this is just a little bit bigger

than you and me!

And by the way, I didn't say million.

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