Remember Me Page #5
-One, two, three...
-Tyler? l'm worried.
l'm concerned her father
isn't gonna come to her show.
Well, yeah. l'd be worried, too.
l was hoping for some reassurance.
-One, two, three...
-Spin. Got that.
-She's gonna be heartbroken.
-Listen...
l'll get him there.
-You will? Really?
-Yeah, Mom. l'll get him there.
-Thanks.
-Aidan. Aidan, get your...
-One, two, three. One...
-Two, three...
Get your filthy hands off my sister.
Thank God.
-Madame.
-Tyler.
So, you're actually the second member
of the family that l've washed dishes with.
Tyler?
He's never washed a dish in his life.
He must have tried to impress you.
Ah...
-He says you're in social work.
-Mmm-hmm.
Did you go to school for that?
They're afraid to move at all.
They're certainly not gonna come down.
That's why
they're gonna come down.
Charles, it's your son.
-What?
-He's on the phone.
Tyler, you're on speakerphone.
-Yeah, l'm calling about Caroline's art show.
-What about it?
Hold on.
No.
Yes. TyIer?
Yeah, l was wondering
if you wanted to have dinner beforehand.
What?
Do you want to have dinner before?
Yeah. Yeah, that would be fine.
l'll have Janine make a reservation
somewhere nice, like the...
l don't know, the Oak Room.
No, that's not what l mean.
How many?
TyIer, how many?
Three.
AII right. Three it is.
lt's 22 today, isn't it?
Yeah.
Happy birthday.
Yeah, thanks.
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We're gonna go.
Thanks for the party, Maestro.
Did it suck?
Ha, ha!
-Hey.
-Hey.
-l'll go and get us a cab.
-Okay.
Wow!
Can l see?
That's exactly him.
lt's like the cigarette's the last Coke
in the desert.
-l can't believe he smokes in front of you.
-Don't worry, l'm not that impressionable.
You know, when l was younger, we didn't
have air conditioning in the house,
so during the summer, my mom and l
would go to museums to cool off.
She loved them all,
but the Met was her favorite.
Yeah. The Met's one of my favorite places
-in the world.
-Yeah?
So, you've got an art exhibit coming up?
Yeah.
You mind if l come?
l mean, l understand
if you don't want some random girl there.
You're not random.
You're Tyler's girlfriend.
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Have you ever been
to the Oak Room before?
Oh, yeah. l come here all the time
with my dad and his bowling buddies.
He can stand me up,
but he can't stand you up.
And he can't stand my sister up.
-Can l get another whiskey, please?
-Give me the same, Sean.
-Laphroaig. Neat.
-Yes.
-And for the lady?
-l'm still good. Thanks.
Alyssa Craig, this is my father,
Charles Hawkins. Ally.
-lt's a pleasure.
-Pleasure.
So, you're going to be a social worker?
Yeah. But with a focused area
of responsibility.
-Makes it easier to get a job.
-l see. What area is that going to be?
-Criminal justice.
-That's a...
That's a tough area.
When l was a kid,
l wanted to play shortstop for the Mets.
l don't think it's any harder than that.
The Mets!
l'm from Queens.
My father's a Yankees fan.
lt has something to do with the payroll.
lt has something to do
with significant ball-playing.
Right.
You were a Yankees fan
when you were little.
You were Lou Piniella for Halloween.
Just blind familial allegiance.
That's before l knew what overpaid, overfed,
fat bastards they were.
Who's fat? What Yankee is fat? Tell me.
lt's a metaphor.
Roger Clemens.
Luis Sojo.
Shane Spencer.
He's big-boned.
Dessert now?
-Does this still count as your entre?
-People can change.
So how long has your dad been a cop?
Twenty-two years.
Would you excuse me?
l'm so sorry.
Hey. lt's just a phone call.
At least he waited till dessert.
You're killing me.
Look, you're killing me right now. Okay?
-l'm so sorry. And your mother?
-She passed away when l was 1 1 .
She was murdered, and l was there.
Why are you saying this now?
l don't know.
And here you are.
Here l am.
He's not so bad.
Oh, God.
No, don't say it.
l've got to go to the office.
-Listen, the exhibit runs till 9:00.
-No, you have somewhere else to be.
-You guys take my car, and l'll...
-l don't believe you!
-That's all there is, Tyler.
-That's all there is?
That's all there is?
Take the car. l'll get a cab,
and l'll meet you there.
lt's not enough.
Do l actually look like that?
Oh, no.
lt was probably just the lighting.
l brought you every single flavor.
l'm ready to go home now.
Ally.
God, Tyler? Can we at least talk about this?
Where are you going to go right now?
And what are you gonna do
that's actually gonna help anything?
Do you really think...
You better look after yourself for an hour.
Are you capable of doing that?
Are you guys telling me you get the call
at 6:
00, and l don't get it till 8:00 tonight?Now, l don't know what's going on,
but someone's dropped the ball here...
-Tyler!
-Mr. Hawkins!
lt's fine, Janine. lt's fine.
She drew you a picture. She drew you
a picture, and you didn't come.
Put it on the table.
You have a daughter who sincerely believes
that you don't like her.
l mean, she's trying to communicate.
She's speaking.
But why aren't you listening?
l mean, why aren't you
riveted?
Why is this not the most important thing,
just for one night?
Tyler.
-We can come back.
-No, it's fine. Sit down. Sit down. lt's okay.
Who's this display for?
lt's for you.
She knows l'll take care of her.
And?
-We really can come back another...
-Sit the f*** down! Now!
And that l love her. l love her.
Good God, you toss that word around,
but you have no idea what it means!
Maybe l don't.
-And maybe Caroline doesn't, either.
-l have provided her world, and yours.
That doesn't mean you can just shatter it
whenever you feel,
whenever there's something better to do!
Who the hell do you think
you're talking to?
You pedaled down here on your bike,
for Christ's sake!
You gotta take care of nothing!
You're responsible for no one! You're a kid!
You think you're the first one
to lose anything?
You think that whatever you feel
in your heart, l don't also feel it in mine?
You didn't find him.
See, l found him.
And you're so just tragically blind
that the rest of your children
are gonna hang themselves on your watch.
You little piece of... Come over here,
-What? What?
-No. No!
Tyler! Get out of here! Get out of here!
God, there's no frigging air in here!
Hey!
Hey.
Hey. Hey.
Come here. lt's okay.
lt's okay, baby. Come here.
lt's okay, baby. Baby, it's okay.
lt's okay. lt's okay.
lt's okay. Okay?
lt's okay.
Dad, it's me.
I just wanted to Iet you know
I'm okay, and...
Yeah, weII, I hope you're good,
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