Peace, Love, & Misunderstanding Page #6

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- You're not still mad at me?

- No, you're, um...

Are a bird now or a wing.

I don't really know

what that means,

but I think

it has something to do

with you making a new life

and me getting over it.

Well, you coming?

- No.

- It would mean a lot to Grace.

- When l--

when I met the Dalai Lama...

Gorgeous man, by the way.

- Uh-huh.

- He told me the artist

must look with the heart.

- Ahh.

- Ah, Diana,

your sisters welcome you.

- Hi!

- Welcome!

Join us!

- Who wants to play a game?

- Huh?

- Always.

- Truth or lies.

Here are the rules.

Someone tells a story,

and then everyone says if

they think it's true or false.

- And if you're wrong?

- Then you take

a shot of tequila.

- Ah!

- And the winner gets

her stomach pumped?

- You do what feels right

for you.

- Don't be a lightweight.

- Like, people in general

are too hard on each other.

Everyone's trying their best,

you know?

There's enough violence

in this world

without us fighting

all the time.

And that's--

- Cut.

This lighting just really

isn't working for me.

- We can stop.

It's fine.

- These damn

technical malfunctions.

- We can try it another time.

- Okay.

So you want me to leave?

- Why would I want you

to leave?

- So...

What do you want to do?

- I was all prepared

to be interviewed.

So I guess you're gonna have

to figure something out...

Or we could listen to music.

- Sweet, yeah.

Let's put on some tunes.

- Yeah.

- There I was,

naked as a jaybird,

just a wreath of flowers

in my hair.

I walk in.

I say, "Excuse me.

I didn't know

this was the men's room."

- True.

- True.

- False!

False!

- No, it's true.

- Lie.

- What?

- Oh, I'm right then.

- I was not wearing

any flowers.

- Then take a little shot.

- We haven't heard from Diana.

- Oh, yeah.

- No.

- Oh, come on.

- No, no, no, no, no.

I don't think I'd be very good

at this game.

- Oh, come on!

Everybody plays.

- Uh, okay.

I was--I was, ah--

accidentally,

when I was in college,

I found myself at a gay bar,

and I danced with a woman.

- Oh!

True.

- And...

- True?

- False.

- Okay, there was no dancing...

And I've never been

to a gay bar.

- Oh, what have we here?

- That's for me.

- No masculine energies allowed.

This is the night of the moon.

- So is this what happens

when guys aren't around?

- I thought you were mad at me.

- Well, after I got done

crying my eyes out,

I guess you're all right.

- Come on.

# And I'm waiting

for the day #

- What does her voice

sound like to you?

- I don't know.

Like she's singing?

# I know you have the heart #

- No, I mean,

what does it sound like?

# And I'm hoping that... #

- Like icicles.

Like--

- Yes, yes, like crushed flowers

or like hard candy.

- Like old sweaters.

- Yeah.

- Or...

# But it turns out

just the same #

# And you break

a lot of things #

- I had a threesome

with Leonard Cohen.

- Duh.

- Who didn't?

- True.

- Duh.

- Yeah, it's true.

- He's such a sexy beast.

- Easy!

- I have another one.

- No!

No!

No, you're cut off, Grace.

Mother.

Really, no, I can't...

Honestly, I can't, but--

Mmm.

Oh, my gosh.

We're out of tequila.

- I'll go get a new bottle.

- Oh, thanks, Mom.

No.

- Yes, I will be right back.

- Okay.

- I really am sorry

for earlier.

- Don't even think about it.

- Wouldn't you rather

smoke a joint?

You know, it's less likely

to kill you.

- Yeah, I don't smoke...

That, I mean.

Impossible.

- No joke.

- Wait, isn't it, like,

required

to be a citizen

of Woodstock?

- Yeah.

That's why I can't vote

in local elections.

- No, seriously.

Why cigarettes

but not pot?

- I like reality...

As it is.

- Okay, so I've got one.

- Oh, no.

- Wait, no, I do.

I have one.

- Shh.

- No, I do.

I do, okay.

Three days ago,

I swam with a man

who was naked in a lake.

- Lie!

- False.

- No, it's true.

It's true.

I slept with him today.

- Who was it?

- Oh, my God.

- Jude Fisher.

- That is so beautiful

and open-minded.

Two women sharing love

with the same man.

- What do you--

what do you mean "share"?

What does she mean,

"sharing love"?

# No one says a word to me #

# They're concerned

with my jealousy #

# Well, I guess that's how

it's got to be #

# From now on #

Sh*t!

# Time,

it swallows everything #

- It--it's still moving.

We should--

- I'll handle it.

- No way.

Cole...

- She's suffering.

- We can take him to a vet.

You don't need--

- Just close your eyes

and turn your head.

Zoe, just do it.

- Cole! Cole!

# What's been going on #

- My lips are getting chapped.

- Is it my stubble?

- I don't think so.

- Tara, honey,

it's almost midnight.

Does your friend

need a ride home?

# What's been going on #

# Around here #

# There goes

her old beat-up car #

# Outside of our

old favorite bar #

# She's probably in there

playing her guitar #

# Get on my feet again #

# What do I do to live #

- Why didn't you tell me?

Are you still sleeping

with my mother?

- No.

Diane,

it was a long time ago.

I was a mess.

She had just lost her mother.

- Oh, so you rescued her.

You're a hero.

- You don't have to go.

You're--you're overreacting.

- I'm overreacting?

You set me up

with a guy you slept with.

- He's perfect for you.

- You slept with him!

- Why does the past

mean so much to you?

- This coming from a woman

who still thinks it's 1 969.

Zoe, Jake!

We're leaving!

- Your grandmother

had just died.

Reed left me.

I mean, it was only

a few months.

- I'm gonna be sick.

- Oh, don't be so melodramatic.

- Mom,

I can't even look at him.

- God, I didn't think it was--

- That's right.

You didn't think.

You never think.

You don't think.

You didn't think

about what's appropriate

to expose my children to

or what's appropriate behavior

at your own daughter's wedding.

- Well, hey, hey, hey!

You had your alcohol.

Why shouldn't I have my grass?

- You sold pot to my friends

at my reception, Mother.

- Well, some people like

a safer form of inebriation,

and you had me arrested

for it.

- Well, somebody

had to draw boundaries.

God knows you never did.

- You--you didn't draw

boundaries.

You had me cut out

of your life.

And for what?

Because I was selling grass

to your wedding guests?

- No, for all of it.

For all of it.

For all the nights

I sat upstairs in my room

listening to you laugh in bed

with men

who weren't my father!

- What was I supposed to be?

A nun?

- And, Mom,

I can't even count the times

you didn't pick me up

from school

because you were so

self-absorbed with your art.

You'd think after 20 years,

some things would have changed,

but...

Let's go.

Jake, get in.

# Oh, to take sorrow #

# And use it as a crutch #

# And have all you need #

# And never know it as such #

# Oh, to want

the warmth of fire #

# And get the burn

of its touch #

# I think about you

way too much #

# The devil's got my secret #

# He swore he'd never tell #

# I left it for safekeeping #

# I'll pick it up in hell #

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