Life Page #6
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- Year:
- 2015
- 111 min
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we're very pleased
to have you back,
you know that. And we're
very proud of you,
and your mother would be
very proud of you.
Yeah, well...
To Mom.
To Mom.
What I'm trying to say is,
happy 24th, for last week.
And... we all love
you very much.
Well, I love you too.
Come on in.
- Ahh...
For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's
a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly
good fel-l-llow
And so say all of us
- Welcome home, Jimmy.
- Oh, thanks.
- You didn't tell me it was your birthday.
- Ah...
When are we going to see "East of Eden"?
Oh, well, that'll be
next month, Grandma,
at the... the
theatre in Marion.
preview for all of you.
- Yeah, family and friends.
- Wow.
Will you come back for that?
I'm gonna do my best.
So, Jimmy, what's next?
I'm waiting to hear about a big movie.
Not at the table
if you don't mind.
- Oh, sure.
- How long you staying with us, Jimmy?
I'm hoping a week or two.
- Jimmy.
- What's that, my little Huckleberry?
Why don't you stay
the whole month instead.
Then you can go
to the screening with us.
Now, now, Mark.
A whole month.
What do you say, Dennis?
Hey, sweetie, if I did that.
I'd miss the world
Premiere in New York City.
But I'll tell you what,
I'll come back for
the premiere in Marion.
Sounds like a lot
more fun, actually.
Now, who's having cake?
I thought we said we were going
to be here for two days.
Yeah, but I was talking about a
couple of Indiana days.
Did I not explain
myself clearly?
Oh...
Hey!
Just keep playing.
Dennis, you know...
It's none of my business, but ah...
This feels kind of silly.
I'm just having some fun is all.
Can't go back
empty-handed.
You think "Life" is going
to change their mind?
It's not like they
actually said no.
Said to find something better.
Oh, hey!
Hey, Dennis, you ever
driven one of those?
Ah, don't be stupid.
What? Hey!
Hey!
Hey! He's never
driven a tractor.
It's not hard.
You wanna try?
No, I'm fine, thank you.
Ah, come on . He taught me
everything I know.
No, I'm fine, seriously.
Hey, Marcus,
will you pull around?
Pull around!
Just keep pulling around.
That's perfect.
Alright, now let me
get your glasses.
Ugh.
Hey, Marcus, you look away.
Alright.
Put your hands in your pockets.
"Move here, stand there."
I've worked with some directors
who think that's
how you do things.
Turn three-quarters away.
Look back at me.
Alright, now look
down the lens, and uh...
you keep that scowl.
I'm disappointed in you.
Well, you're not the only one.
You ok for money in
New York, Mighty Mouse?
No, I'm ok. Thank you.
We don't need to
worry about you in LA?
No, no, I'm fine.
So, your friend...
he's a real city guy, eh?
Well, if by that you mean
he's uh... prickly and pushy
and opinionated
- and rubs people the wrong way,
then I guess so.
But then again,
he is a New Yorker.
If he was a clock and you wound
him any tighter, you'd break his springs.
I felt sorry for him
when we were in New York.
He was... he was following me
around like a lost puppy.
It was kind of hilarious.
What is it that he wants?
Well, I mean, what
he wants is one thing.
The trouble is I'm not sure
he knows what he's doing.
You know, he's, uh,
he's one of these guys
who can't seem to get
out of his own way.
OK, let's get
this firewood inside.
Morning, Dennis.
I was, uh,
I was thinking we might
go into town today.
Yeah...
Yeah, you know what, I think
I might go back today.
Back? What are you
talking about?
Hey, what do you mean by I
can't get out of my own way?
Huh?
What the hell does
that even mean?
Oh, um...
Oh, uh...
I'm sorry, Dennis. I didn't...
I didn't mean anything by it,
- what I meant was...
- Yeah, you know f*** all about me.
You're just a Goddamn actor
so full of his own bullshit
you wouldn't know
if your ass was on fire.
Alright?
I got real problems!
I was... I was working at 16,
I was married at 17,
we'd already split up by the time
she found out she was pregnant.
I got a seven-year-old son
in New York, my ex-wife...
You have... you have a son?
Of course I have a son!
I told you about him.
Uh, no you didn't.
Yeah, I did. Times Square.
Remember the vomit?
No.
Course you don't.
You're so wrapped up
in your own head,
you don't even hear.
I came here thinking,
that I'd find something beautiful.
That "Life" would say yes.
But you're just a little sh*t,
so how's any of that
going to happen?
Maybe the problem
is you came here
thinking that I'm the subject
of this little expedition.
What is that even
supposed to mean?
You've gotta stop
speaking in riddles.
I've gotta get
back to the station.
No... Dennis, just come on.
Just take a seat.
You want to find something
beautiful, then why leave?
You said all that stuff, Jimmy.
There's no going back from it.
Alright.
If that's what you want.
I'm just wasting my time here.
You do the voices.
Oh, I'm not doing the voices
if you're not doing the voices.
I can't do it!
Oh, yeah you can! Come on,
alright... we'll do them together, ok?
You choose.
How about this one?
Alright, I like this one!
I won't divulge the
secret to the fire powder,
not for all the gold
in Comanche country.
We wouldn't need
to pay such high price.
Let me introduce you
to Chief Redbear.
He makes easy meat of secrets.
You fiends! Let Lady Olyphant go!
Let her go, I tell ya!
Markie, five minutes!
Can you make him stay?
I'll tell you what, I can make
him promise he'll come back.
Is that alright?
I guess.
Markie, brush your teeth,
get your school bag!
Get out of here.
You pick the one we do
this afternoon, alright?
Alright.
How uh... how often
do you see your son?
Never.
I mean, I saw him.
I saw him the other day but...
How do you make
all of this so easy?
What is it that you think
is so easy, exactly?
I don't know...
Well, you can uh... you can run quick
and catch the school bus,
or we can have some breakfast,
and I'll drive
you to the station
in a couple hours.
Yeah, I might stay
a little longer.
Yeah, we should...
we should go into town.
You know, see the sights.
Jesus, Jimmy, how'd you
grow up here? It's tiny.
Well, you see that? That's the only
traffic light in Fairmount.
- Turn around!
- Fairmount's Mount Rushmore.
They'll be back.
Ah... ah, they're just kids.
Must have seen you on TV.
Yeah, I've become a
real local celebrity.
Excuse me, Mr. Dean?
Mr. Dean, on behalf of the
Sweethearts Ball committee,
we'd like to invite you...
and your friend...
Oh, Dennis Stock.
Mr. Stock, to our
annual senior class ball
tomorrow night.
The Sweethearts Ball.
It'd be a terrific honour, sir.
Well, I'm just trying to imagine you
at your high school ball.
- I never went. I was in the Coast Guard.
- What? Oh, Dennis!
- You've got to come to a high school hop.
- Yeah, we'll be there!
That's great! We'll see you
tomorrow night, around 7:00?
Alright. Hey, save me a dance.
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