Grand Canyon Page #4

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again tonight.

I've begged you to get away

from him for eight years.

What, so I can start

a new immigration

practice on my own?

That night

when I thought

those boys were

going to kill me,

I realized...

I hate f***ing

immigration law.

No, you don't.

You like it,

and you're good at it.

You hate being partners

with an a**hole like Harlan.

Maybe you hate some

other part of your life,

and you don't

want to admit it.

What did you say?

When a person thinks

they're about to die,

nothing they did that day

will look worthwhile.

That's not what

you were going to say.

If you know what

I'm going to say,

I guess I don't have

to say anything.

Look, I don't even know

what I'm going to say

from one second

to the next.

The world doesn't make

any sense to me anymore.

What's going on?

There are babies lying

around in the streets.

There are people

living in boxes.

There are people

ready to shoot you

if you look at them.

And we're

getting used to it.

The world is so nuts,

it makes me

wonder about

all the choices

that we've made.

Jesus Christ.

What?

Oh, sh*t.

Oh.

Let's see what you...

Wow.

Ah...

Damn, that smarts.

Hold it up.

Apply pressure.

Pressure. Pressure.

I'm taking you

to the hospital.

They'll have

to sew that up.

No. It's not that bad.

Here, let's see.

Take it off.

Look at this.

Under the water.

See what happens

when you yell at me?

Never again, baby.

Maybe next time you'll

be more understanding

when I b*tch

about my life.

Here. O.K.

Ow, ow! Let me.

I'll get my purse.

I'm going to take you

to St. John's.

Maybe you

better sit down.

I really don't need

to get this sewn up.

Are you afraid

of a few stitches?

I'm not afraid.

I just think we ought

to discuss this.

You're kidding, right?

Are you going

into shock?

I just hate seeing my blood

spill out on me like that.

Does everybody...

Earthquake!

Earthquake!

It's a big one.

Let's get

outta here.

Aren't we supposed to...

I don't care!

I'm sorry.

I'm never

complaining again.

Bullshit.

No, no. I swear.

You'll forget about

all this tomorrow.

No, no, no.

Did you feel that?

I think there's

an aftershock coming.

Sally. Your chandelier

fall down again?

- No.

- Oh, good.

Claire!

Claire!

Bernice,

what's the matter?

Claire!

It's Byron.

I don't know what's

wrong with him.

I dialed 911.

The line's busy.

I don't know

what's happening.

Everything's

going to be O.K.

We'll be right there.

He's bleeding!

No, he's not.

That's Mack.

Come on, come on.

Come on.

I need an ambulance

right away.

222 Avondale.

What?

Yes.

Yes.

Uh, male.

79, I think.

Heart attack.

Maybe a... Maybe a...

Hey, man!

Hey, Mack!

Over here!

Come on!

Give me a fly-by!

Yeah! Ha ha ha...

Mom, I think

you need to get organized.

Nobody told me that!

I sense it!

Mack.

Mack, wake up.

So, now

tell me that again.

You have the baby

at home now?

Oh, Mack,

that's wonderful.

That's not

what I said.

Claire wants

to adopt the baby.

Claire is so great.

What's the problem?

You're not allowed to just

keep every baby you find.

Aren't there laws and sh*t

about that kinda thing?

There's a process

you can go through.

Claire's already

started

collecting

the forms.

She is the most

self-actualized person

I ever met.

She is this week.

Home, sweet home.

Mr. Davis.

Hiya, Leonard.

Good to see you.

Just toss me in.

Just roll me back

and flip me in.

I'll go check the car.

Set the brake.

What could happen?

Is that going to work?

I'll see you back

at the house.

You got it.

Mabel, I'll never forget

the times we had.

As you know perfectly well,

my name is Esther.

My mother's name

was Esther.

And since you've been

so much kinder to me

than my mother ever was,

I have given you

a better name.

And when I think

of the experience

that changed my life,

I will think

appreciatively of you.

You are very kind.

Remember, if you start

to feel some pressure,

that means it's time

to get the pus drained.

I love it when you

talk that way.

Don't you have

a favorite charity?

A favorite child?

A favorite horse?

This is

very unusual for me.

I'm notoriously cheap.

Ask anyone.

It's true.

Goodbye, Davis.

O.K., a hug.

Come on, a hug.

There we go.

O.K., so long.

Bye.

Take it easy.

Leonard,

get me outta here.

So, tell me about

this life change.

It's not a life change.

I had some kind

of vision,

some, uh... insight,

but I don't want

to talk about it.

Tell him, Davis.

He's your best friend.

We're talking about

Mack's new baby.

Besides, I think

if you talk about stuff,

that takes the place

of doing it.

That's never been

your problem.

No kidding.

Claire wants this baby,

but you're not

high on the idea,

not that

you don't like kids.

Roberto's maybe

the best thing

that ever happened

in your life,

but he's 15 now.

Soon he'll be moving out.

You thought you and Claire

could get back the freedom

you had when you

were first married.

You feel you're

getting old way too fast.

The last thing on your mind

was starting a new family

with all the whining

and the diapers

and the attendant

baby baggage.

Why start all that again

when you already wonder

if you did the right thing

the first time?

Davis, you're awful.

This is so much more

time-efficient

than a regular

conversation.

Since you're

currently obsessed

with the question

of what's going down

and why are you

going with it,

what shape are you in

to take on some new baby

from God knows where,

who has God knows what

health and emotional problems

and never asked

to be taken in anyway?

On the other hand...

Hey, baby,

what's the matter?

While we got

a moment here,

explain something to me.

What is the theory

on this handkerchief thing?

You blow your nose in it,

put it back

in your pocket.

Then you see someone

in distress

and give them this gift

from your pocket?

They're supposed

to be grateful

as they wipe it

all over their face?

If I tell you,

you'll think it's about you,

but it's not,

but you won't believe it,

and you'll get defensive.

If you don't want

to talk about it,

don't force yourself.

I want to have children.

I really want them.

I don't care

how rotten the world is,

but I'm so far

from having them.

I'm involved with you,

and you're not going

to have kids with me.

We're not even

getting married.

I can't even start.

I got to break up with you

and find someone else

I can stand being with,

and even then, I might have

trouble getting pregnant

after everything

I've done to my body.

Maybe I should just

hop out up here.

I could call a cab.

Why, Mack?

You're my friend,

too, aren't you?

Hey.

Hey.

Who says we're never going

to get married and have kids?

No, I didn't.

Well, doesn't it?

Uh-uh. Come on, baby.

Hey.

Hey, how you doing?

I don't know

if you remember me.

Oh. Hey, man, sure.

Uh, Mack, right?

Right.

Yeah, I didn't

recognize you at first.

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