Flying Lessons Page #5
Okay, uh, well, that's-
that's great.
Um, so how much
do I get?
Well, it's, um...
It's a little bit more
complicated than that.
It's not f***ing complicated.
Where is my f***ing money?
Look, Caroline...
I've got family, okay?
I got responsibilities.
What the f***
are you talking about?
Caroline, we both know
that this is not-
Stop. Stop.
Please, just stop.
Please. Can I see you?
Can I just see you?
You can come over, okay?
(crying) can I see you?
Please, can I see you?
Just... come over, okay?
I'm just home. Sophie's out.
We've just come-
( slams down phone )
( dial tone )
( 1940s dance music
plays on hi-fi )
You said that Lucy
would dance with you.
Will you dance with me?
She's not coming, is she?
No, I don't think she is.
You look a lot like her.
What are you doing?
I'm thinking of
redoing the room.
(slurring) maybe
a little more modern.
What do you think?
I think you're... drunk.
Yeah, I guess I am.
Want to know why?
I don't know.
Because it's a Wednesday?
No, I'm-
I'm drunk because
I'm all alone.
And pretty soon...
Very soon...
no place to be all alone.
What do you mean?
You were right
about Steven, honey.
It was all a big lie.
And I signed off on it.
( sighs )
Remember this jacket?
It was your daddy's.
Mmm.
He always wore it
to the ballet, remember?
You said we wouldn't
talk about him.
I'm all alone here, Sophie.
I can't fix this.
What do you want from me?
You mean other than acting
like you could give a sh*t?
Okay.
Those questions that they
asked you were not all that-
No, no. I'm not going
back into it, mom.
Sophie, just-
just-just listen.
You said
you wouldn't do this.
That insurance money...
I need money-
you said you wouldn't do this.
I know.
Mom, you said you wouldn't.
I know, I know, I know.
Just if there was something
that you could tell them.
There's not!
(stammering )
a statement, anything,
If they could just ask you a few
questions, a few more questions.
I've already told you there's nothing to
remember, and that is never gonna change!
I need that f***ing money.
That's fine.
No, it's fine.
I'll just sell it all.
Is that what you want?
Everything we have
to the highest bidder.
That's fine.
Honey, please, I just-
All... All they want to know...
All they want to know...
Is that you saw him, honey.
You-you saw, right?
And he was...
He was okay, he was-
he was fine.
I mean, he wasn't...
He wasn't suicidal,
for god's sake,
I mean, that wasn't-
that wasn't daddy.
What?
What? I wanted it to be a surprise...
So I came home early.
I saw a light on in the barn.
( coughing in distance )
( man sobbing )
I didn't even...
Know that dad had a gun.
He told me that he loved me.
And that I was...
A good girl.
And he told me to go inside.
And I said,
"no matter what it is,
we can just forget about it
and start over."
No, I don't believe you.
You're lying.
Then he asked me
where you were.
Ha. I was at dinner.
No, you weren't.
I saw you.
( dialing )
( line ringing )
( door opens )
Whoa!
( laughing )
What are you saying?
You were always with him.
Dad knew.
Shut up!
I told him that if he was gonna
do it that he should do it...
Operator:
911. Pleasestate your emergency.
...But I wasn't going inside.
( door opens, closes )
Thanks.
Harry:
Hmm.1972 ford ranchero 500.
Beautiful car.
# on my back
# fall asleep
# never know what it means
to dream #
# on my back
# fall asleep
# never know what it means
to dream... #
My cab's here.
New York, huh?
Yeah.
Wow.
So, uh, call me
when you get there?
I think about him too,
you know.
I think about him.
I think about him
every day.
Just like you.
Every day.
Every moment.
Sophie... Sophie...
He was sick, honey.
It wasn't your fault.
You couldn't have stopped him.
You couldn't have, there was
nothing you could have done.
It wasn't your fault.
I know.
Listen, um...
I'll call you
when I get there.
Okay.
I'll, uh,
get the door for you.
Bye, mom.
Harry:
Before I started losing 'em
I was pretty sure that,
when you get down to it,
The facts, I'm sayin',
Memories are all
you really have.
They're all that
make you real or...
Separate you
from what comes next.
( starts car )
Without memories
you don't really exist,
All you are hasn't even...
Happened yet...
...Your future.
Like an anchor, kinda,
Keepin' a foothold on
what's what and who's who.
But now I'm not so sure.
That's all just bad thinkin',
because...
How's a man supposed to fly?
Live his life? I mean...
...If he's got everything
anchored down in yesterday?
Doesn't give tomorrow
much of a chance...
Now, does it?
# tie my shoelaces
# just to see me fall
# the bloodshot eyes
of a porcelain doll #
# and entertain me
# laugh at my expense
# the quiet scares me
much more #
# oh at last,
do it with grace #
# I feel I'm falling down
# and with no time erased
# no regrets, mama
# no mistakes
# one act of kindness
deserves another #
# I will catch you, babe
# steal the moon just to watch
and find some peace #
# at the road where
love and laughter meet #
# I will miss thee, daddy
# oh, can't you hear?
# flying high
under trepid fear #
# oh at last,
do it with grace #
# I feel I'm falling down
# and with no time erased
# no regrets, mama
# no mistakes
# one act of kindness
deserves another #
# I will catch you, babe
# I'm yours if you
# have courage to be true
# I'm yours if you
# have courage to be true
# I'm yours if you-oo-oo-oo
# have courage to be true
# I feel I'm falling down
# and with no time erased
# no regrets, mama
# no mistakes
# one act of kindness
deserves another #
# and I will promise
# to catch you, babe
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