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Everybody's Fine Page #7
Is he okay?
Have you seen him?
Not yet.
He was taken to a hospital.
I'm there now,
but they're not being very helpful.
What do you mean?
I keep asking if he's here,
but I can't get a straight answer.
Listen, the lawyer's with me
and the guy from the embassy's here.
I need you to call Robert.
I promised I'd call him
before his concert,
tell him what's going on.
Can you do that for me?
Yeah.
Excuse me?
How much longer before we land?
40 minutes, but there's a storm
so it might take a little longer.
-A storm?
-It's okay.
We go around it, not through it.
-Can I have some more water, please?
-Sure.
Excuse me.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the captain
has turned on the seatbelt sign,
so we ask you to please return
to your seats as soon as possible.
Sir, you need to push your table up.
Thank you.
Sir, is everything all right?
Okay, sir. You're gonna be fine.
You're gonna be fine.
Just breathe for me.
You're gonna be fine.
Come on, it's ready.
Everybody sit down.
Hey, David. Come on!
-Thank you.
-How come you're home, Dad?
-I took the day off work.
-But you'd never do that.
I know, but I wanted to spend
some time with you guys.
-Is anything wrong?
-No, nothing is wrong.
Well, you know,
actually there is something.
You know,
I've been asking myself a question
that's been like a puzzle,
and I can't figure it out.
Let's stop eating for a minute.
I keep asking myself
why you all lied to me,
all of you.
Amy, Jeff wore the same shirt to work
He doesn't live with you anymore,
does he?
He left home about 3 months ago.
There's another woman.
That's why Jack hates him.
When that man Tom came over to me
at the station and shook my hand,
he wanted to make an impression,
didn't he?
You pulled a chair up before he came
over 'cause you were expecting him.
Tom was waiting at the station.
I wanted to know that you'd met him.
I didn't want to miss the opportunity.
In case I get sick
and we never get the chance to meet?
Robert.
I think I felt some rain.
There were posters all over the city.
You weren't going to Europe.
You weren't even performing that night.
We could have spent time together.
But you lied to me.
You didn't wanna be with me.
No, the truth is, Dad, there are
lots of things that we don't tell you,
but that doesn't mean
that we want to hurt you.
Mom didn't always tell you everything
and you know that.
Don't blame your mother for this,
and wipe your mouth.
Rosie, the baby is yours, isn't it?
I was going to tell you.
-Go on. Tell him the rest.
-Robert, shut up.
-Go on. I'll tell him.
-Shut up.
She doesn't know
if she likes boys or girls.
Robert, stop it.
Did your mother know
you were pregnant?
And she kept it from me.
Why would she do that?
We were going to tell you,
but then Mom got sick.
I didn't wanna disappoint you.
David, do you still live in New York
at that apartment?
No.
-Then where can I find you?
-I can't tell you.
Tell me where I can find you
and when I can see you.
I don't wanna see you, Dad.
No, stop... Do not laugh at me.
Tell me the truth.
Wipe that smirk off your face.
Wipe the smirk off your face!
I have your skateboard right in the shed
over there. I know exactly where it is.
I'll burn the damn thing! You hear me?
-Don't laugh. Don't laugh. Quiet!
-A 2-by-4 with wheels!
After everything I've done for you,
this is all you can do is laugh?
When I'm asking you about something
that's worrying me?
Jesus! David!
why I was so hard on you.
This is why. This is exactly why!
Have some respect!
-So what am I supposed to do?
-Act as though nothing's wrong.
That's what Mom did.
It's best for all of us.
I can't do that.
I can't act as if nothing happened.
What do I tell your mother?
What do I say?
Anyway, she won't ask or anything
'cause she's dead.
David!
That's it. I've had enough!
-I'm out of here.
-Me, too! I'm out of here!
Come on!
Tell her nothing.
-How can I do that?
-If you love her as she loves you,
then you'll tell her
what she wants to hear.
Tell her that we are all fine.
Dad?
At last. I finally have my family
in the same room.
Is David here?
Rosie's here, and Robert.
How are you feeling?
-Was it a heart attack?
-They're not sure.
Amy, is he telling the truth?
The doctors are waiting
for some test results.
Come on. You don't have to lie to me.
I always find it so hard
to believe all of you now.
Come on.
They suspected a heart attack.
They ran some tests,
and they got the results,
and it was a heart attack.
-A mild one.
-Good. A start, at least.
until you had a chance
to come to terms with what happened.
Well, you can worry me, all of you.
I'm a father of 4, I expect that.
I know you all have problems.
I know that, and I can see
you've been keeping things from me.
-But right now, there's something...
No, I will rest,
but I need an answer to a question.
You were honest with your mother,
and I want you to be honest with me.
It's all right. I'm okay.
I can handle it.
I... I know David is in trouble,
and I just wanna know where he is
and how soon I can see him.
So who's gonna tell me?
Why don't you take it...
Why don't you rest for a while?
What is it?
Just tell me the truth.
Dad, I'm sorry.
David died, Dad. I'm sorry.
No, I... That's not true.
-Tell me that's not true.
-I'm sorry, Dad.
No.
He moved out of his apartment and...
No.
we knew that he was traveling.
And then we started getting calls
from Mexico.
There was a lot of confusion. We didn't
wanna tell you until we were sure.
No, no...
He had a lot of problems.
He wasn't happy, Dad.
since Mom died.
We've all been worried about him.
Yeah, but not for sure. I...
It was Mexico. It could be anyone.
It could be a mistake.
-It could be.
-I flew out there after you visited.
I flew out there after you visited, and...
That's why you couldn't stay.
That's why we all made excuses and...
No. No...
Not my son. That's not my son.
How?
They said it was an overdose.
No, not my son. That's not my son.
What are you gonna do
when you grow up?
I wanna be a painter
and do my pictures.
No, not a painter.
Painters paint walls,
and dogs pee on walls.
You're gonna be an artist.
You gonna work hard?
-Yes, Dad.
-You gonna make me proud?
Sorry about
how everything's worked out, Dad.
It's not your fault.
I've been thinking about
what I wanna do when I grow up.
Yeah? And what did you decide?
I might still be an artist or I might
just do a normal job, like a painter.
I'd be proud of you
no matter what you did.
-Really?
-Really.
Good.
I told Mom I wouldn't be long.
-Give her my love.
-I will.
Well, I'll see you, Dad.
David?
I'm sorry.
It's not your fault, Dad.
David?
David?
Well, it was a big trip.
And if you ask me what I learned,
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