Every Thing Will Be Fine Page #3

I'm so tired of being treated...

Is somebody sad?

It's just rain.

Can we still go on the Ferris

wheel once the rain has stopped?

We didn't come here just

to sit around and eat, did we?

Well, hopefully, the rain will stop soon.

But since we have a little time...

- We have something to tell you.

- What?

We've decided to move in together.

- Where?

- Into Tomas' house.

We're there most of the time, anyway.

Yes, but now we'll move there

permanently with all our things.

Do I get my own room?

You'll stay in the room you stay in now.

So it's all the same, really.

No.

How did I ever get such

a rational daughter?

We'll live together.

We'll be a little family.

Are you going to get married?

I don't wanna be a flower girl.

I know that deep

down inside she's happy about it.

She just doesn't show it.

She's such a mystery sometimes.

What are you thinking about?

You're so quiet.

Nothing.

I'm just feeling a little drained.

Sorry.

Can I go shoot some targets now?

Where'd she go?

Mina?

Oh, my God!

Mina?

Hey, you okay?

Hey, Mina?

Hey, wait. Wait, wait, wait.

Let's lift it. Ready?

Okay, two, three.

Alright, pull her out.

- Pull her out!

- I know!

- Goodnight, my love.

- Goodnight, mom.

Mmm.

- Sweet dreams.

- Sweet dreams.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- She going to sleep?

- She'll be fine.

Hmm.

I don't understand...

How you can sit there and read...

After a day like today.

It's just my way of coping, Ann.

You have your own way.

Is there nothing that can get to you?

What would you like to happen?

Umm, I don't know if I like this.

What don't you like?

I watched you helping that woman.

You were so calm, so sure of yourself.

Is there something wrong with that?

You would think you did this

kind of thing everyday.

It's what happens in an... an emergency.

You get focused and rational.

The emergency is over now.

So you want me to crack up a little?

Look at me, Tomas.

I'm shaking.

Look at me.

Show me your hands.

Show me your hands!

I'm not gonna show you my hand.

I'd like to know exactly

what you're accusing me of.

There are different ways

of dealing with a crisis.

You have your way and I have my way.

Stop patronizing me.

You...

You would think...

After all you've been through in the past,

that you would at least be a little upset.

That you'd be a little bit...

Troubled.

I should have known that one day

you would use that against me.

I didn't mean it like that.

I'm sorry, Tomas.

You're not an easy man to live with.

You know, you were right about

that word.

- Which word?

- The little word like.

You said all my friends are using it

all the time, remember?

Yeah, they do use it all the time.

It's a disease!

I didn't, like, notice it myself before,

that they can't, like, say a single thing

without, like, adding that word.

And it, like, means nothing.

It's, like, a lot of, like empty

space in the, like, conversation.

And it, like, flutters up, like, everything.

Well, it's a good thing

that you, like, noticed that.

So that you don't, like, fall into that trap.

Oh, like, totally awesome!

Yes, I got it.

Thanks.

- It's not me.

- It's not finished.

Come on, go back.

You're getting more difficult to draw.

I don't know why.

Dad?

There was this man with a dog at

a bus stop...

And it was really windy.

And all of a sudden, a... a big gust

of wind and he just toppled over.

He looked really funny.

I couldn't help but laugh.

Other people were laughing too.

I swear even his dog was laughing.

When he got back up, he started,

like, taking it out on the dog.

You know, pulling at its

leash as if he was to blame.

Poor thing.

Yeah.

I felt really bad for the dog.

You're making this all up, aren't you?

Where is the boy?

- What boy?

- Did he quit?

Come here.

Here we go.

How do I look?

You look great.

He is looking old, that old man.

Old, old, old...

No one looks as good as you, dad.

This old man is looking old

That old dog

Here.

He's not gonna make it.

Dad.

It's gonna be okay.

Let's go. Come on.

Okay.

Here we go.

Look.

The river.

I want to go to the river.

What?

Dad.

Ann.

Hey. Yeah, we're... we're on our way.

Uh, but...

Like the concert, I...

I don't think it's gonna work.

He's tired and confused and...

No, we'll still go.

Yeah.

Alright, I'll see you in a bit.

It's okay, dad.

Tomas.

You don't have to worry.

Do we need anymore?

Do we need anymore?

Do we need anymore?

Don't let the cynical world

come and tear us apart

Break us into pieces pull us

back in ways that we aren't

I don't believe you when you tell me

That you don't really care

That you don't really care

Don't you like the concert?

Sara.

Were you bored?

No.

Uh, no.

Did you see me in there?

- From the balcony, I saw you leave.

- Oh.

You're still sitting

near the exit, just like always.

And I've seen you in the papers.

You're doing well for yourself.

Yeah. It's going okay.

- How about you?

- I'm fine.

Well, what are you doing these days?

Still working at the school.

- In Oka?

- Yes.

You... seem the same.

Is that good or bad?

- It's a compliment.

- In that case, thanks.

- Are you here alone?

- No. I'm with someone.

Are you married?

I have a husband.

Any children?

2, a boy and a girl.

It's what you always wanted.

You got away easy.

I'm not sure what that means.

No one ever hurt me the way you did,

Tomas.

I wasn't very nice.

I was only thinking about myself.

It took me years to get back on my feet.

Sara, that's not who I am.

Things happened.

I can understand your anger,

but you shouldn't demean yourself.

Won't you shine

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Dear Mr. Eldan, I hope it's okay

that I'm writing to you.

You probably don't remember me.

It's more than 11 years ago since we met

that evening when my brother, Nicholas, died.

I hope you don't think that I blame

you for what happened.

It was an accident. It

wasn't anyone's fault.

I'm 16 now and still live

with my mother.

I read a lot and like to write.

Your books are among my favorites.

One day, maybe I'll be

a writer like you.

I bet you're wondering why

I'm writing to you.

During my childhood,

there's been all sorts of issues.

I guess I've been some sort of

a problem child.

The school psychologist thinks it would

be good for me to meet you.

That it can help a few things

to fall into place.

I would really like to meet

and have a chat.

I hope that's okay for you.

It would be good if you could write back

and say when and where we could meet.

Oh, PS, mother doesn't know t

hat I'm writing this letter to you.

- She's my favorite character.

- Why?

She is best friends with her.

They're always fighting though.

Dear Christopher,

thanks for your nice letter.

As you might imagine

I was very surprised to hear from you.

Even though many years have passed

I've never forgotten the day we met.

How could I?

You want the two of us

to meet for a little chat.

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