Happy Endings Page #2

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OK. See ya.

Otis? Is that you?

Did you leave this at my house?

"Does 5/13/85

mean anything to you?

"If so, meet me at

Cahuenga Grounds at 11:00."

It's a little dramatic.

I'm sorry. I'm Nicky.

What is this about?

I don't want you to get

the wrong impression.

I'm not a bad guy.

I'm a documentary filmmaker.

And I have a proposal for you.

Strictly legitimate.

What do you know about this date?

You had a kid on that day.

Somewhere in Phoenix.

Tell me I have that wrong.

Do you want a coffee or anything?

A scone or...

I don't... I don't have any children.

Well, not legally, yeah.

But, I mean, you know,

he's still yours.

See... Hey, see?

I know it's a boy.

I know everything about him.

I know his name,

I know where he lives.

He wrote, when he turned 18,

about a year ago...

for all that information

that they have to give you.

That's how I got your name.

He wants to contact me?

Well... no.

But they sent him back this file,

which he showed me...

and I have in a very safe place.

But he didn't want

to go through with it...

'cause he's such a suck-up

to his fake parents.

I hate to tell you,

he's really kind of a p*ssy.

Who are you?

I'm a friend.

I'm like a mentor... guy.

He went to my high school

six years after me.

Do you want to find him?

Because I can tell you how...

on one condition...

which is...

you let me film the whole thing...

you finding your kid.

See, I need to get into AFI.

Do you know AFI?

AFI is American Film Institute.

So, they have scholarships.

Well, they have, like,

one scholarship a year...

so I need a killer film.

A documentary,

like you finding your kid.

I don't believe this.

OK, yeah.

We'd have to fake parts of it.

Sure, we would.

But the emotion would be true.

Your guilt and stuff...

that would be our selling point.

I am so glad

that you're not a dog.

I mean, you know,

even if the story is great...

people want to look at

good-Iooking people.

You know,

all things being equal.

So, huge relief

when I saw you, you know?

And I can make you look better.

That's lighting.

I don't need to see my son.

I was going to have

an abortion, in fact...

until someone talked me out it.

If you don't care, then why'd you keep

updating the adoption agency...

with your addresses?

There's four of them in the file.

He has the information.

He can contact me if he wants to.

He won't. He threw it away.

The whole file.

That's how I got it.

If it wasn't for me, you'd go

to your grave without ever seeing him.

You can keep that.

I have the original.

I needed to reshoot finding it

for the movie.

There's other stuff, too.

There's other stuff like this

that I can...

Anyway, just... say yes.

I mean, it's win-win here.

This is a human being

you're talking about.

Yeah! Who you gave away, OK?

I mean, come on,

don't... don't be like that.

Look, I know that this is

one of those big ideas...

but it's really just better

if you just say yes to the movie...

because otherwise, I have to

charge you 25K just for the info.

That's what they want

at AFI for a year.

OK, you tell me where my son is

or I'm going to the police.

In fact, no, I'm going to go

to the police anyway...

you miserable jackass!

And I'm gonna press

every charge they come up with.

How's that for a big idea?

F***.

F***!

God damn it! You know...

what I didn't figure

is that you wouldn't care.

Which you don't. You haven't

even asked me his first name.

I was gonna throw you that bone.

But you know what? F*** you!

No, no, no,

you can tell me his first name.

No, you blew it.

Wow, you look... different.

Well, yeah,

it was a long time ago, OK?

What'd you look like back then?

I don't... Forget it.

Listen, do you know

who the father is?

Because if you say no,

maybe this guy will go to him.

No. Father unknown.

I mean, of course,

I know who the father was...

but that's what

I put down on the forms.

And the father's dead.

Plane crash.

And you don't have 25,000?

No, I can barely pay the first

and second on the house!

How can l...

What about your family?

No, none of them

know about the baby.

Except my dad. He's dead, too.

You know a lot of dead people.

Well, it happens.

It's creepy.

I'm young,

and I don't even care

How lucky am I?

I'm young,

with a few bucks to spare

And I don't even try

I know it's all in my mind

How lucky am I?

How lucky am I?

OK, that was awesome!

You sounded just like Rain,

and she was good.

Really? 'Cause her tape sucks.

Can you slur and then have

your forehead hit the mike?

That was, like, her signature.

Hey, Miles, let's get this

in the van for tomorrow.

God, I don't know

what to do with this song!

We could slow it down maybe.

Go slow?

Hey, do you guys mind

if I ask you something?

She's not in rehab for drugs.

It's just booze.

Plus, she's a vomiter.

A fat vomiter,

which is f***ing useless.

No...

just, why is Otis the leader?

I could drum better than him

and his backup vocals suck.

Look around.

Yeah, he's an untalented

little f*ggot...

but he's a rich,

untalented little f*ggot.

His dad owns Linux Hills Mall.

Or, like, most of it.

And he knows

every club owner in town.

You think we could buy

this stuff on our own?

- He's like Bill Gates.

- That makes sense.

For now.

Until Pappy finds out...

his kid's a pickle smoker,

then we're history.

He's already got his suspicions.

He's gay?

Total cocksmooch.

He'll deny it, but...

He's not gay. He just...

He looks gay.

Dude, you won't even

take a piss with him.

Hey, there's beer, too, guys.

Why do you think he's a drummer?

So he can stare

at our asses all night.

- That's him.

- Sure?

OK, yeah.

Hurry.

Hurry. Here.

Oh, God.

OK.

Not a good wiper.

What kind of movies

does this guy make?

I don't know. He's an idiot.

The kind idiots make, I guess.

All right,

we're looking for a file, OK?

Don't mess anything up,

if you can.

Not that he'd notice.

Yeah, check the duffel bag.

What if it's in his car?

Javi.

OK. This is...

This is the form I signed.

I left this with them,

to go with the baby.

Who's Miriam?

Me. Is there anything else,

anywhere?

Did you see a file?

There's no name.

Mamie, we'd better go.

Hey, wait, wait, wait.

Is that sentimental?

Not really.

Let's trade.

He'll never know the difference.

Thank you.

Whoa! What the f*** is this?

- No, no!

- What are you doing here?

It's OK.

I followed you today. It's OK.

You think you're gonna

beat it out of me? I can't believe you!

My God, Nicky, no.

It's nothing like that, no.

What's he doing here, then?

He's your new documentary.

OK? Javier, this is Nicky...

the director

I was telling you about.

He's an immigrant, OK?

From Mexico. And...

he was in gangs.

They had gangs there, all right?

And he crossed the border...

so that he could put his life

back together in the States.

It's the American dream.

OK? It's good.

Is that it?

That sucks!

You think that's as good...

as a mother finding the kid

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