Phantom Halo Page #2

Synopsis: Brothers Samuel and Beckett Emerson are barely scraping by. Their father, Warren, continues to gamble and drink away any money they bring home. With all the havoc that is constantly going on in their lives, the family members each find solace in his own way, through Shakespeare, comic books and impossible love affairs. Beckett seizes the opportunity to make some easy money by counterfeiting in hopes of repaying his father's debts. When Beckett's plan goes awry, the family must decide to change their ways or pay the ultimate price
 
IMDB:
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Year:
2014
87 min
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glittering over my thoughts,

shall be seen to be more goodly

and attract more eyes than that

which hath

no foil to set it off.

I shall so offend to

make offense a skill...

redeeming time when men

think least I will.

Thank you, guys.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Where'd you learn

to do that, kid?

Hard to say, really.

What's your name?

Samuel.

Samuel.

You know, you remind me

of a once-dear friend.

Yeah?

Yeah.

He perform around here?

No, no, no.

West End of London.

Those were his playgrounds.

You know, let me do my bit.

Heh.

Oh.

Good luck, huh?

You look like you need it.

I am a villain.

Yet I lie.

I am not.

Methought the souls

of all that I had murdered

came to my tent;

And every one did threat

tomorrow's vengeance

on the head of Richard.

Whiskey, please.

Warren.

Hello, darling.

And the rest?

Buy a thirsty man a drink?

It's short.

I had a bad night.

Yeah, and it's only just begun.

Now what we've...

What we have, we...

What we have, we...

What we have,

we clothe not to the worth of the world.

We enjoy it, but until

lacked and lost.

Speak plain English.

You know it only costs four

cents to make a $100 bill?

Oh, yeah? Did you

know that the bills

were made exclusively

by Crane Paper,

chock-full of wood pulp,

cotton, silk, and linen.

You have to tell the whole

world what you know,

and yet you can't

even pay your debts.

I've made good in the

past every single time.

Yeah. You were

playing with puddles.

Now you're in the deep end,

and it turns out you can't swim.

I can swim.

You look like

a drowning man to me.

I can swim.

Damn it!

We need the ingredients,

butter, flour, eggs.

So go buy it then.

He found the new hiding place.

The son of a b*tch.

Look, I'll... I'll figure

this out, all right?

You didn't have what I needed.

So sorry.

Say hello to Grace

for me, by the way.

What day is it?

November 20th, Dad.

Oh, Christ almighty.

Look, Dad, you got

all the stuff.

You even left the butter

out and everything.

Yeah, yeah. You don't need

to tell me what I did.

I did it,

so I... I guess I know.

What the hell

happened to your foot?

I cut myself shaving.

What do you think?

Uh...

All right, out.

Get out so I

can do my work. Out.

All right.

That's it.

Cut the cake.

She might still come.

Cut the cake.

Can we just wait another five minutes,

please?

You both lied to me.

Come on.

You were just a young boy

who needed to believe that...

Oh, come on.

Don't tell me

you... you didn't know

what was going on.

I didn't know.

Well, then I should have

told you the truth.

I will find her.

Oh, you will go places

in the world, my boy,

but I doubt a bus pass will

get you to that woman's abode,

wherever the hell she is.

Dad.

Who's there?

Mr. Lee.

Mr. Lee.

You boys haven't

been stupid, have you?

Mr. Lee, how the hell

have you been?

Uh, would you like a beer?

Makes my face turn red.

Oh, some whiskey, then?

Milk, flour, three eggs...

butter.

I did it.

You know the rules.

We don't steal

from this neighborhood!

"Think and Grow Rich."

You got to have one

before you get the other?

This guy thinks so.

Well, what do you think?

It's more complicated than that.

You know,

I've seen your brother doing Shakespeare,

even given him a few dollars.

I don't have

a brother down here.

Beckett.

How do you know my name?

My name is Roman,

an old friend of your father's.

He ever mention my name?

My father's dead.

No, he's not.

Just a lousy father,

but he's not dead.

Sit.

Now we're going

to speak like men,

honest.

I know exactly who you are.

I like your father.

I like him very much,

but he owes me a lot of money.

So I thought, "Beckett,

he'll know what to do.

He runs

the whole household."

I need it back.

Two weeks.

How much?

38,000.

No.

Yeah.

He came to me with 25,

had been on a good run.

I matched his 25.

Where the f***

did he get $25,000?

Now, that's a question

for him, isn't it?

If you can't get me my money,

I'm going to have to have a

different conversation with Samuel.

You and Donny

been getting along?

He seems disgruntled.

I'm sorry.

What'd you say?

Larry,

when I say something and you don't listen,

it makes me feel...

I don't know...

invisible.

No, you're the opposite

of invisible.

What are you doing here?

I didn't have

your cellphone number.

Um, this is Beckett.

This is Ms. Rose.

I should cover up.

Seems like most people

in this world

welcome company, but...

well, we aren't most people.

Who the hell is this?

I'm here to clean the pool.

He's just an old friend, Donny.

We were altar boys together.

You should go back

to being an altar boy,

'cause you did

a shitty job with the pool.

Why don't you boys, uh,

go polish your chalice or something

so I could focus

on my Rosie here

in our dirty, dirty little pool?

Donny.

We were just having a

conversation with my ma, Donny.

Now you're not, so scoot.

All right, Ma.

We're gonna head out.

It was nice to meet you,

Ms. Rose.

Maybe we can take

this up another time.

I don't see that happening,

as I rarely think of the past.

Okay.

Hey, what happened

to your eye, man?

Nothing.

So what's up?

It's another time.

What?

Where'd you get the cash, man?

That was Monopoly money.

I was just showing off.

It was real. Come on.

Heh. Stand in line.

There is no line, brother.

And you think I got

something for you?

I think you got a shiner,

and you ain't telling me sh*t.

I also think you need someone,

someone that's got your back.

I got enough trouble.

Come on, man.

We all got trouble.

Hey, how come you didn't tell me

your mom looks like a movie star?

'Cause she's my mom.

What?

She's always looked like a movie star.

Hey,

you want to get us some girls?

Why don't you get

your own girls?

'Cause they won't be as good as

the ones you get us, you scammer.

It's a two-way street.

All right.

She's really, really pretty,

I'll think about it.

Okay.

Yeah. First we need to get

you some new clothes, though.

My favorite shirt.

Where's Dad?

I don't know.

You should get some sleep.

Oh, I need some parts.

Don't look at me.

I'm not stealing any parts.

Come on.

Just the carburetor.

Out of my realm of expertise.

You're no help.

Get some sleep.

I don't know what

we're doing here,

but thank you for including me,

by the way.

Yeah. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Want to see a magic trick?

Why not?

All right, take this hundred.

Buy a pack of gum.

Bring me back the change.

And don't buy that fruity sh*t.

I hate fruity gum.

How you doing?

That's 1.75.

That's the smallest you got?

Yeah.

60, 80, 100.

Pleasure doing business

with you.

Got your old man gum.

All right.

Beckett! Samuel!

Where are you?

We've got mail.

Please, Dad, you gotta stop.

But I haven't even started.

Jesus Christ.

Waking up every morning

with a beer

and moving on to the whiskey,

spending every last penny...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Watch it, son.

Remember your place.

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