Everybody's Fine Page #8

I'd have to tell you I'm not sure.

I know if I could do it all over again,

I would ask less of the kids.

As long as they were happy,

that would be fine with me.

I know I have to stop thinking of them

as if they're still children.

I can't tell them what to do anymore.

They have to find their own way.

And sometimes

you talked to me about things that

I should have listened to you

more carefully.

You presented me with the details

of our children's lives, and I...

I... I ignored them.

And for that...

But that isn't what you want to hear,

I know.

What you want is the news.

Well, the news is this.

Robert, Amy and Rosie promised

to visit me for the holidays,

and you know what?

This time I believe them.

And David...

David...

I hope he'll spend Christmas with you.

I went back to New York

to buy David's painting.

The portrait, I know which one

you mean, but I'm afraid it's sold.

It is sold?

Well...

-Were you familiar with the artist or...

-Yeah, I...

Yeah, not as much as I would

like to have been, but, yeah.

Thank you.

Why don't you give me your details?

If anything of David's comes in,

I'll let you know.

Excuse me?

I just saw your name. I'm stupid.

I should have realized.

That's okay.

I'm sorry.

You know, I knew David. He used to

hang out at the gallery all the time,

and he used to say

that if it wasn't for his dad,

that he never would have

become an artist.

He said he would have

ended up painting walls

and that dogs pee on walls.

Look, we might have something of his

in storage. I can check if you'd like.

-Okay, sure.

-Okay.

Now, I won't pretend

David's work was very commercial.

Here it is.

He had his own style,

and he wasn't concerned with fashion.

But for what it's worth,

I thought he was really special.

Thank you.

Hello, this is Frank. I'm not out...

I mean, I'm not here at the moment.

I'm probably out shopping

for the holidays.

But if you leave a message,

I will call you back. Thank you.

Don't laugh, but I promised to cook

the turkey for the first time this year.

I got the whole family coming.

What's the biggest bird you got?

Half a dozen of them.

And treat the children to some

expensive wine.

-You got some reds on the right.

-Excellent choice, if I may say so, sir.

-That's the sale price. Yeah.

-It's the sale price?

I'm even thinking

of replacing the old tree.

If I gave it to you for any cheaper,

I wouldn't be making any money.

Let me tighten it. It has to...

You're letting it droop too much.

I need a little more slack to

get around... How does this look?

-Dad's side's perfect.

-You kidding me?

Yours needs work.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Thank you.

-What's that sound?

-What's that?

-Turkey.

-You're timing the turkey?

-Yeah.

That's so efficient.

Hey! Jesus!

Now you're...

It's not cooked yet, Dad.

I just checked it.

-You just checked it?

-Yeah, the juices are still red.

Well, why don't you stick

to the potatoes and I'll do the turkey?

Okay.

This is you!

Look, it has your name and

the 3rd grade written on its butt.

-Do you remember that?

-I remember when I made this.

Yeah.

-Hey, Dad, are you okay?

-Yeah.

Check that turkey, Grandpa.

Dad, that's a big bird.

You'd better cook it properly.

-Just check the leg, Dad.

-Don't worry.

-Just to make sure.

-I will. I will.

Well, Mom actually would have cooked

it for at least another 30 minutes.

Yeah, well, there's something I need

to tell all of you about your mother.

As much as I loved her

and as a good cook as she was,

in all the 41 years we've been married,

she always over-cooked the turkey,

every single year.

I just never had the heart to tell her.

All right. Perfect.

Hi, honey.

Will you help me get him burped?

There we go.

This one's yours,

if you want, Robert.

Yeah, that would be great. Thanks.

-I'm kind of on a diet anyway.

-Good boy.

-Where's his tray?

-Grandpa, watch out.

Watch out. Okay, that's hot.

Your family is making its way

in the world,

and you can be proud of the children

and their achievements.

And, if you were to ask me,

I would have to say in all honesty,

-everybody's fine.

-Are you hungry?

Everybody's fine.

-Babysitter.

-Yeah, I know.

For so long

I was out in the cold

And I taught myself to believe

every story I told

It was fun hanging on to the moon

Heading into the sun

But it's been too long

Now I wanna come home

Came so close

To the edge of defeat

But I made my way in the shade

Keeping out of the heat

It was fun shooting out of the stars

Looking into the sun

But it's been too long

Now I wanna come home

Home, where there's nothing

but sweet surrender

To the memories from afar

Home, to the place

where truth lies waiting

We remember who we are

For too long

I was out on my own

Every day I spent trying to prove

I could make it alone

It was fun hanging on to the moon

Heading into the sun

But it's been too long

Now I wanna come home

Home

For so long

I was out in the cold

But I taught myself to believe

every story I told

It was fun hanging on to the moon

Heading into the sun

But it's been too long

Now I wanna come home

Yeah, it's been too long

Now I wanna come home

Been too long

Now I wanna come home

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