Grace Is Gone
[phone rings]
[ring]
[ring]
[ring]
[Woman on answering machine]
Hi. You've reached Grace,
Stanley, Heidi, and Dawn.
We're not home right now,
but if you leave a message,
we'll get back to you
as soon as possible.
[beep]
Hi, everyone! It's Mom!
I just wanted to call
and tell you how much
I'm thinking of you.
Stan, I guess
you're at work now.
Have you had a chance
to go to that group thing yet?
God, it's hot here.
I'm not sure when I'm going
to be able to call again.
It might be a few days.
I just wanted to tell you
that I love you
and I miss you.
Write me.
[beep]
Good morning.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
Let's huddle up.
Put it in.
Come on, Agnes.
All right, now give me an H!
- H!
- Give me an O!
- O!
- Give me an M!
- M!
- Give me an E!
- E!
- Give me an S!
- S!
- Give me a T!
- T!
- Give me an O-R-E!
O-R-E!
What's that spell?
Home Store!
- What's that spell?
- Home Store!
- Who's number 1?
- Customers!
- Who's number 1?
- Customers!
- Who's number 1?
- Customers!
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
Go get 'em.
[Woman]
And Charles knows that I don't--
I don't usually go
for that kind of thing.
But he's telling me
[chuckling]
how hot I'm making him,
and, uh, I can--
I can even hear him.
He's-- I can hear him.
[laughter]
You know, so we both--
we're-- we're both getting into it,
getting really--
muttering and talking,
and I'm just about to scream,
and-- and-- and--
and then the phone goes dead.
[snicker]
It's pretty romantic, huh?
[giggles]
Oh, honey, don't worry.
Those won't be his last words.
You should consider yourself lucky.
Phone sex is nothing
compared to what Ron did to me
I know, but it would
never be like that
with a woman.
Oh, I wouldn't say that.
Well, you know, I've never had
to make that kind of good-bye.
Well, why don't we ask Stanley?
His wife did.
Uh, well, Stan?
Grace and I had a nice time.
Well, what did you do?
We put the kids to bed, you know.
Then we watched Leno.
You didn't--
That's really none
of anybody's business.
I'm sorry. It's--
Uh, I mean, it must
have been so hard.
No, no, no.
It wasn't hard.
[snickering]
[muttering]
I was proud to see her go.
Of course you were.
Mm-hmm.
- Of course you were.
- [Women] Yeah.
[Woman]
Yeah, we're all proud.
I just want them to come home.
When is Ron supposed
to come home?
January if his tour
doesn't get extended.
Well, don't hold your breath.
They always extend.
Welcome to the Army, honey,
and my prescription medicine cabinet.
[Man on TV]
Two bombs have gone off
in the capital today,
killing at least four people,
and there have also been reports
of skirmishes between gunmen--
[TV shuts off]
What was that?
Nothing.
What were you watching?
Nothing.
Turn it back on.
W-What?
Not everyone is pleased
with the new order of things in Baghdad.
Thousands today demonstrated in front--
I'm sorry, Dad.
You better be.
... the demonstration organized
by anti-occupation Shiites.
In a disturbing development
is Basra in Iraq's south,
the Iranians--
[shouting, gunfire]
...raising new security concerns--
[clears throat]
What's this I hear about you
falling asleep in school?
You know better than that.
I'm sorry.
We get plenty of sleep
here every night.
There's no excuse for you
to be falling asleep in school.
I know.
I'm not going to have
to talk to you
about this again, am l?
I didn't hear you.
No.
Good.
I want you to go
to Mrs. Shimerhorn tomorrow.
I want you to apologize,
I want you to ask for extra work
to show for your disrespect.
- But, Dad--
- No buts.
Dad, she's going to have
her baby any day.
Mm-hmm.
And she's really grouchy right now.
Then you'd better ask her really nice.
Dad, l-- I can't just go up to her...
[beeping]
...and ask her
for more work when l--
Shh!
Thank you.
There we go.
Good night.
[kiss]
All right now.
[kiss]
[Dawn]
I love you.
[water running]
[doorbell rings]
[sighs]
[zip]
[Man]
Stanley Phillips?
Is your wife Grace Ann Phillips?
May we come inside, sir?
No.
Whatever you're gonna say, just say.
Mr. Phillips,
on behalf of
the President of the United States,
that Sergeant Grace Ann Phillips
was killed at 2100 hours
on March 12.
I was in the shower.
Mr. Phillips,
may we come inside, sir?
Mr. Phillips,
this is Chaplain Johnson.
He lives on base,
and he'll be available to you
and your children at any time.
Would you like to pray
with me, Mr. Phillips?
No.
Mr. Phillips, I'm going to need you
to sign this, please, sir.
It's just a form
stating you'll be at this address
for the next 45 days.
Is there somebody
you'd like to call
while we wait here
with you, sir?
No. Don't wait.
Don't wait.
Are you sure?
Captain Douglas Tamlin will be
your casualty assistant officer.
He'll be stopping
by here later today
with more details
concerning your wife's death.
Mr. Phillips, any man
who's ever been a soldier
shares in your grief.
Sergeant Phillips was a brave soldier.
She died serving the country she loved.
[voice fading]
[phone rings]
[ring]
[beep]
[Grace]
Hi. You've reached Grace, Stanley,
Heidi, and Dawn.
We're not home right now,
but if you leave a message,
we'll be back to you
as soon as possible.
[beep]
Hey, Mr. Phillips. It's Rick.
At the Home Store?
Just wondering if
you're coming in to work today.
Okay. Thanks.
[beep]
- Race you!
- Oh!
What's this?
Give me that.
Thank you.
Hi, girls.
What are you doing here?
Where'd you get that?
Someone left a casserole.
You okay?
Don't eat that.
- Why not?
- Just don't.
Is something wrong?
Don't. Stop.
Stop. Stop, please.
Okay, girls, let's go
in the living room.
I want to talk to you.
Girls.
Yeah, Dad?
Hey, who's hungry?
Who wants to go get something to eat?
- I do.
- It's only 4:
00.So what?
Shotgun!
You can't call shotgun
until you're outside.
Race you.
Dad?
Go. Go, go, go, both of you.
Go, go, go, go, go.
[car radio]
# Doot doo-doot #
# Hey, Dad, yeah #
# Hey, Dad, yeah #
# Shake your booty, no way #
# Shake your booty, okay #
# Jump jump #
- You go get a table...
- Okay.
...and we'll go to the arcade.
- All right.
- Bye, Dad.
## [dance]
## [dance in distance]
## [growing louder]
Okay, girls, we're going right now.
- Dad--
- Come on.
We just got here.
We were just getting into it.
I don't care. Just come on.
Heidi, move.
Where are we going?
Where would you like to go?
I don't know.
How about you, Dawn?
Is there any place
you'd like to go?
Enchanted Gardens.
Don't be a moron, Dawn.
I'm not. Daddy asked
where we wanted to go.
That's not what he meant.
You don't know.
Yes, I do.
I don't care. I want to.
Stop it.
Stop it.
- Seriously.
- Seriously.
Stop!
Oh, God.
Aah! Stop!
What if we did?
[groans]
What?
What if we did right now
went to Enchanted Gardens?
What if we did?
What?
Go to Enchanted Gardens
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