Flying Lessons Page #3
Hey.
Come here. Oh.
God, your mom told me
you were teaching.
Yeah.
First year point.
Wow.
God!
So, how are you?
How's-how's L.A.?
It's good.
L.A.'s... good.
It's amazing, actually.
Are you dancing?
Yeah. Yeah. Well,
I mean, auditioning.
How long are you home?
Um... I don't even know.
My mom just fell
and broke her leg.
I'm sorry.
About what?
It just happened.
Listen...
I'm not mad. I'm...
I'm not anything.
Yes, you are.
Oh, my god.
Look, I was-
I was gonna call you back.
It's just with teaching
and... Annie...
How is Annie?
She's almost four.
You want to go
do something?
I can't.
I have to pick Annie up
from the sitter.
Sure.
But we should.
Yeah. Yeah.
We should.
It's good to see you.
You too.
This town still dead?
I like it here.
You've never left.
I've left.
high school and move to New York.
Me, you and Milla.
It was gonna be beautiful.
We were convinced.
Well, you were convinced.
I wanted to sing,
Dance, you know...
( laughs )
anything except Dartmouth.
Well, New York
was your dream.
And your dream was what?
Maybe my dream was you.
Thanks.
So...
I got a job.
F*** you. Don't laugh.
( laughing )
You're not supposed to laugh.
I'm serious. I-I got a job.
I'm working for this old guy
named harry pleasant.
Which I think is
a very cool name.
What?
Nothin'.
Have you talked
to your dad?
No. Got out
and he didn't come home.
Sorry.
I'm not. Yeah,
he's a f***in' loser.
( exhales )
Well, how's your mama?
My mom's got me.
Do you remember
that time we got busted?
In the pool?
Mm-hmm.
You asked me if it was true
what people said about my dad.
And I remember...
I remember I wanted to say no.
I mean, I remember
I wanted to say something,
And before I could,
you said, "fine,
As long as we don't have to
talk about my parents either."
about you, Sophie.
Uh, Sophie?
What?
That was really rude
of you today.
I don't like him.
What do you want me to say?
(slurring) yeah, Sophie,
that much is clear.
That "mush" is clear?
Really?
(mocking)
that mush is clear?
Have another glass
of f***ing wine.
He's an a**hole, okay?
He's disgusting.
He's... he's ugly.
No. Not ugly.
Fine,
he's Steve f***ing McQueen.
The point is, he's helping
you with the mortgage.
Gee, I wonder why.
( scoffs )
( door slams )
( game show droning
on TV )
Harry?
Harry?
Harry-
More coffee?
No, just the check, please.
Sorry.
Billy.
( door opens )
Hi there. Excuse me,
I have to pee.
Ohh.
Oh, god.
( sniffling )
God, I was-I-
I thought he was taking a nap. I know.
I was so worried.
Is he okay?
He's fine. He's home.
I- I just-you know, you just
turn around for a second,
It's like-
Sophie.
This isn't gonna work,
is it?
What, you're, uh...
You're just firing me?
What, you didn't think
I would notice?
I can't leave him here
with you like this.
And I can't have him
out there.
He's not out there, okay?
He wouldn't be
just out there. I-
I can keep him safe.
Fine. You know what?
Whatever. F*** it.
F*** it.
# darling, please don't go
# eyes in heaven below
# and when the winds go
# finally a storm
( knocking )
Do you have a minute?
I messed up.
I know that.
And...
I really need this job.
I need to-
I promise I'll keep him safe.
Sophie, you can't. You're-
harry:
She found my pictures.She did.
In the oven.
She found 'em,
like she said.
So there it is.
Sophie:
Okay, home stretch here.
Oh. Um... gotcha.
( chuckles )
sorry.
Don't you have, like, a-
like, a regular... razor?
Well, that's-
That's navy issue, about
as regular as they come.
Oh... right.
Hold on.
First lieutenant,
second wing.
That's you?
F-86. Navy pilot.
That's Korea.
Two days before
they come with everything.
Get to be my age,
most things you can't remember.
You think I'm crazy?
No. I don't think
you're crazy, harry.
It's okay.
That's what he told ya.
I feel that way anyhow.
But sometimes I'm not.
And that's when I'm thinkin'...
The pictures in your head...
You see...
You have to make peace.
Because...
Tomorrow is always tomorrow...
And...
Today- here.
That's-that's Korea.
Two days before
they come with everything.
Like flying all over again.
So.
What?
You wanna?
No.
Why?
Because.
( laughs )
night or are you gonna come in?
P*ssy.
Man:
Hey!Harry:
They say at firstit's just the little things.
Names, dates...
But then the dates
become years...
Names becomes faces...
The faces become whole people,
Like they never even existed.
I lied, you know.
When I first met you...
I thought you were cute.
But...
To piss off my parents,
you were perfect.
Really.
Really.
It was a good plan.
Thank you very much.
So what's the plan now?
I don't know.
( mutters )
How's Sophie doing?
She got a job.
Oh, yeah?
Yep, yep, working for
You're kidding.
Who woulda thought, right?
Sophie,
talking to the police.
You know...
I made those detectives
Talk to every person
that Andy knew.
Well, you know that,
right?
And every single person said...
That no, no,
He wouldn't
do that, right?
I mean, it was
impossible. No way.
I mean, everybody
gave statements.
Everybody except Sophie.
Well, you know, the, uh...
The insurance company's decision
isn't final, Caroline.
If she were...
To remember something,
Anything at all...
Believe me, I know.
All I'm saying is,
it's a lot of money.
What, you don't think
I've asked her?
I've asked her,
therapists have asked her,
There's no-
there's just-
There's nothing.
You're just gonna
have to face it.
Sophie:
Harry?I'm your father.
Who are you
talking to?
We don't have to tell her.
Harry, you want to
sit down for a minute?
Hmm.
Bernice wants
to tell her.
She insists
that we tell her.
That's hers.
That's Lucys.
See?
It's beautiful.
Yeah.
You look
a lot like her...
My Lucy.
Yes. Okay, no. What else?
( sighs ) no,
I did not lose the list.
Because I'm looking at it! I
have it right here in my hand!
I have to go.
Thank you.
Ahh.
You hung up on her,
didn't you?
Yep.
Yep, Andy was always
at the gym too.
Okay, so, what's your big plan?
Have you ever thought about selling
Andys shares in Conway Jennings?
I don't know. How much
do you think they're worth?
I don't know.
I'd have to see.
Okay, well... why don't you
go ahead and do that?
Well, maybe I will.
Okay, then.
Okay, fine.
Okay.
Oh.
Where are my keys?
Sophie:
Harry.Where are my keys?
Where-huh?
Sit down.
It's almost time for
your morning show.
Where are my keys?!
I can't let you leave.
I can't be late for work! Please,
give me my keys! Calm down, it's okay.
I know you-I know you
took my keys! Harry.
I know you did!
I'll take you.
I'm begging you. Everything's
gonna be all right.
Okay.
Okay?
Yeah, no.
I'll take you.
Yeah.
Okay?
Okay.
Okay.
Take your coat.
Yeah.
( sighs )
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