Flying Lessons Page #2

Listen, I'm not asking you

to stay, okay?

You got your whole life

back in Los Angeles.

I'm not about to ask you to put everything

on hold for me. I mean, that's ridiculous.

I mean, I wouldn't do that, because

I'm not that kind of person. I'm just-

Mom.

What?

I was thinking I would

stay... And get a job.

Honey. Sweetie,

you could-

I told you I'm not

going back to Dartmouth,

So can you please

just drop it?

I know. Shh. I won't. Sorry.

If I stay...

Just promise me we don't

have to talk about it.

I promise.

( knocks )

Sophie?

Hey.

Why don't you

come inside?

( phone line ringing )

woman:
Conway Jennings office.

Hi, yeah, this is

Caroline Conway calling.

I was just wondering

if Steven was there.

Yes, hold one moment,

please.

Thank you.

( intercom buzzes )

hmm?

Steven? Caroline Conway,

line one.

Uh, just a second.

( sighs )

( groans softly )

All right, put her through.

( phone rings )

This is Steven.

Hi.

Caroline.

Hi. What a nice surprise.

Well, actually, I was just kind of

hoping you could stop by the house.

What, today?

I was thinking like around,

uh, around two o'clock.

Uh, two, two...

Um...

Yeah. That-

that should work out fine.

Oh, great.

I'll see you then.

All right, bye-bye.

( sighs )

( car starts )

Aaah!

Aahh aaah aaah aah!

Aaah aah aaah aah!

Aaah!

( breathing heavily )

You're alive.

You're alive.

These people, I don't

know who they are. Those...

They say he'll get worse.

What's wrong with him?

( chuckles )

According to harry?

Nothing.

According to the doctors

he has Alzheimers disease.

I make his breakfast,

so it'd be lunch,

Maybe dinner, depending on

what time I get back. Mm-hmm.

Don't worry about his bath. I'll

take care of that, unless you-

Oh. (laughs)

No, that's...

That's cool.

It's-really, it's just...

Keeping an eye on things.

Okay.

Harry:
Oughta be able

to figure 'em out...

Harry.

...Too damn many of them.

Harry?

This is Sophie.

Okay. I guess I'll let you two

get to know each other.

Good luck.

( door opens, closes )

Harry?

Can I use your restroom?

Upstairs at

the end of the hall.

# ( music box plays )

( music continues )

Bathroom's

the next one down!

( music box off )

sorry.

( music box resumes )

Cheers.

( chuckles )

Apart from the gimp,

how ya doin'?

'07 was so much better.

I heard about the appeal.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Benefits denied.

Yep, it's been

a year and a half,

And everybody in

this gossipy f***in' town

Is still saying that

Andy killed himself.

I don't think they... They

all think that, ya know?

Well, the insurance company

thinks that.

Well, that's what they do,

these insurance companies.

I mean, they just...

They drag these things out.

You know, Steven, I was driving

by the office the other day,

Mm-hmm.

And I couldn't help but notice

My name was still on the sign.

I was promised

a monthly payment,

By you, by the bank,

There was a whole schedule

worked out. Remember?

We're just way past time,

okay?

Andy's interest in the firm

falls to me, right?

I'd like to help you,

really I would, but...

So...

What are you saying?

You just have to be patient.

( humorless laughter )

just a little while longer.

Sure.

Another year?

What is it?

Huh?

Um, I'm in a little bit

of trouble here, Steven.

What kind of trouble?

Uh, just, um, behind on

the mortgage a little bit,

And the creditors are-

are circling.

I mean, I guess I could, uh...

Could sell the house, uh,

or, I don't know... what, um-

F***ing foreclosure.

How far behind are you?

Three months.

Let me talk to some

people, and, uh.. Who? Who?

Who can you talk to?

I know some people

down at the bank.

I'll go chat with them and we'll

see if we can figure this out, okay?

Don't worry.

All right?

What are you doing?

I've missed you.

Oh, god, you're

a terrible liar.

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm serious.

I've tried...

I've tried...

But it's true.

( crickets chirping )

Hey.

Hey.

So... I'm staying.

Okay.

I just wanted

to tell you that.

Okay.

Harry:
They're gone!

Whoa! Harry...

You're not wearing

any pants, okay?

They're gone! The box

of pictures are gone!

Okay. How about

you put on some clothes?

All-all right?

Harry, are you

decent yet?

( cabinet doors closing )

Harry?

Hey, hey, hey! What are you

doing? Hey, harry. Harry.

Are these it?

I had 'em!

You mean the pictures?

Are these- are these

it? I had a- what?

Where did you-

Where did you-

where'd you find this?

It was in the oven.

The oven!

The oven?!

Yeah.

Oh!

Friends for

fifty-plus-

For-for thirty-plus years

with that old man.

I never would have

guessed the oven.

I-

Who would have thought

the oven?

Ahh.

My, uh...

My, uh... records

And my mail...

Sometimes even my socks, in the freezer.

( chuckles ) and he says

I'm the one who needs help.

It's all these...

All the letters,

they said, uh...

All these things...

All these things.

They said, uh...

Ma-make a scrapbook,

Uh...

Ohh.

Huh.

This is Lucy.

She's my daughter.

How could you

forget your daughter?

Hey.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Harry,

you want some help?

You want to help?

Hand me that, uh...

Uh... the sticky thing, uh...

Uh...

The-

Ahh.

That's Bernice.

She died last year

at mission villa.

I'm sorry.

She wanted me

to go there too.

It's all she ever

talked about,

So we pretty much

stopped talkin'.

Well, I've had all the crime

fighting I could handle for one day.

So you get out of here.

It's a beautiful day out there.

( chuckles )

oh, wait.

Oh. Thanks.

Bye, harry!

See ya.

I don't know about

selling this place.

Really?

Yeah. I mean...

Sure, it's an option,

but, uh...

The more I think

about it,

Selling's not a good idea,

not in this market.

Yeah?

Yeah,

you're probably right.

( sighs ) anyway,

who's gonna buy it?

I mean, who-

who are we kidding?

Right? This house?

It's a beautiful home.

Do you remember

when you were a kid

There was always

this one house, right?

I mean, it was haunted or there

was a witch living inside of it

Or it was where a man...

( sighs )

where a man killed himself.

Remember?

Yeah.

I've been living in that house

for eighteen months.

I mean-

You have no idea.

Sometimes I have to

Actually hide

behind the curtains

Because there's this whole stream

of little kids and their bicycles

Lining up on my driveway, and they're

pointing and trying to get a look

And they're saying, "ooh! That's

where the man killed himself, mommy,

That's where the man

killed himself."

Tell you what.

Hmm?

Let me pay your mortgage.

What?!

( laughs ) no.

I'm serious.

No, no, no, no.

Steven- really. Look-

I'll just bring you up to date just

until we can figure this out, okay?

You asked me for my help;

let me help.

Hmm.

Sophie, hi!

Steven:
Hello, Sophie.

You're home early.

"oh, thanks, mom,

I'm-I'm good."

Bye, sweetie!

Bye-bye!

Girls, you did a good job-

Oh! You okay?

Oh, my goodness.

Okay, bye.

Hey.

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