Septien
[whistle blowing]
[crowd roaring]
[somber instrumental music]
[insects chirping]
[rooster crowing]
[birds chirping]
[dishes clattering]
- [sighs]
[whistle blowing,
people shouting]
- Hut, hut, hut.
[whistle blowing]
[crowd cheering]
[insects humming]
[door creaking]
- Cornelius?
Oh!
Oh, my God!
Oh!
I prayed for this so hard,
and I wasn't sure
it was gonna happen.
Oh, this is a joyous day.
Let me look at you.
Where's your face?
like a caribou.
And you're skinny.
I'm gonna give you
some food, okay?
Have you seen your brother?
He's out there.
He's out in the barn.
He's painting.
Oh, my God.
It's so good to have you home.
It is so good to have you home.
- Jesus Christ.
So where were you?
- Doesn't matter.
- Matters to me.
I mean, you just up and left.
Didn't say good-bye.
Where'd you go?
- Amos, you got to slow down,
man.
- You planning to stay?
- There.
Now, this is
a very special occasion.
It has been a great many years
since the Rawlings brothers
have sat down at this table.
So I don't want to hear
any of this, "I'm not hungry,"
"I ate before,"
"I'm too busy."
We're gonna eat this meat, okay?
And let me just say,
let me be the first to tell you
that it is a pleasure
to have you back
at this table, Corny.
- Don't call me that.
- I'm sorry.
It is a pleasure to have you
back at this table, Con.
And would it be asking too much
for you to tell us where you've
been for the past 18 years?
- Yes.
- Okay, now,
I think that is just selfish,
because we have been
worried sick about you,
and I have a sinking feeling
that you haven't
thought about us even once
since you've been gone.
Is that true?
- Keep it up, Ezra,
okay?
with your pots and your pans
and your aprons
and all your f***ing bullshit.
- Why-why do I even do this?
Why do I do this for you guys?
You guys-you don't respect me.
- Because you're f***ed
in the head.
You need therapy, my friend.
You're mentally ill.
- You're the one out there
in the barn
painting people
cutting their wee-wees off
and eating doo-doo.
- That just helps me
from f***ing killing myself.
- This is not-this is bes-
[door slamming]
Is he leaving?
Is he gone again?
- You are such a f***ing c*nt.
You okay?
Con?
Come back inside.
[footsteps approaching]
[knocking at door]
- Boys?
Why don't you put on clothes
and come to church
with Wilbur and I?
I know you can hear me, Amos.
- Do I ever go to church?
Ever?
I never go to church, okay?
Just let us sleep.
- Okay.
But we are gonna go
We're gonna have
I want no complaining,
and it's a command performance.
All right?
- Okay.
- All right.
Now, good morning, gentlemen.
- Jesus Christ.
- Well, I just want to say
that I feel very lucky
to have my boys out here,
'cause I know you think picnics
are stupid,
and they're just for lovebirds.
But they're not.
A picnic is a glorious activity,
and it's for absolutely
everyone.
And it's gonna be beautiful.
- Well, the fellowship group
from the church
went on on a picnic
last weekend.
- Yes, they did, Wilbur.
from that, didn't you?
- Mm-hmm.
Lops.
- I'm f***ing tired as sh*t.
- Well, Amos, if you're tired,
you should go to bed when I say.
I'm thinking about reinstating
the lights out rule.
Oh, look!
Oh, let's go here.
Oh, this is a glamorous spot.
I'm gonna put the blanket
right here.
Mm.
Wilbur, bring me that basket,
sweetheart.
I have got delicious things.
I brought apples,
and I baked a pie,
and we have wine.
We have wine.
Oh, that's the spirit, Amos.
Get right in there.
When you give me the finger,
Amos,
you have one finger at me
and four at yourself.
Oh, I think this is beautiful.
Look at him.
- Connie, come in the water.
- [laughs]
Well, that's one way
of doing it.
Would you like an apple, Wilbur?
- Oh, yes.
- I want you to drink
the most of this wine,
because when you get drunk,
you're a sweetheart.
When they get drunk,
they're mean.
- Well, I-I really
don't even like to drink,
except when you-
you make me drink.
- Here comes the choo-choo.
Wilbur, why don't you
give me that basket?
- Oh.
- Boys, it's such a nice night,
You get washed up, and I'm gonna
get the grill going, okay?
Thank you, Amos.
- You want to get
in the shower first?
- No.
- You want to take one together?
- No.
- Remember when we used
to take baths together
when we were little?
- No.
- You don't remember that?
Remember the time you cut
your hand on the soap dish
and the bathtub
filled up with blood?
Hey.
What, did it erase your mind,
the last f***ing 15 years?
No?
You happy to be home?
You miss Mom and Dad?
- Coming home
Coming home
Nevermore to roam
Open wide Thine arms
of love
Lord, I'm coming home
I've wasted
many precious years
[electronic beeping]
Hey, Con.
Connie.
Hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Connie.
Where you going?
- For a walk.
- You're coming back.
- If I don't get arrested.
- And we shot it,
and it hit a car.
I thought the car
was gonna explode.
And this year, I had
that had a little guy
on a parachute.
It was made of plastic,
and it blowed up.
But it got stuck on the tree.
And then I had this other one
that was like a rocket,
and I taped a little paper guy
to it, and he, like, burned up,
'cause I couldn't see him,
where the rocket landed.
But all I found where
the rocket landed
was a piece of plastic
that was the top.
And then we had this other one
that was about, like, this big,
and it spun around.
And it starts-and it explodes.
- Oh, man, it's hot outside.
- Yeah, it is.
- Do you want to play me
in tennis?
- We're already playing.
- Do you want to play
for $50?
- Do you have $50?
- Does this look like $50?
- Yeah.
- I'm gonna need
to borrow his racket.
- Sure.
- Ah.
- Hey, what the f***?
Hey, what are you doing
with my nozzle?
Hey!
Do you work here?
- [breathing deeply]
[urine splashing]
[toilet flushing]
- Get up.
[thunder crashing]
- Hey, Con.
You know, I used to sit out
in the rain like this
with Daddy.
He'd drink whiskey.
I'd drink lemonade.
You weren't born yet.
Amos, what are you doing
way over there?
Come on over.
Have a beer with your brothers.
I'd be lying if I told you
I understood that boy.
But I love him.
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pounding]
[birds chirping]
[knocking at door]
Come in.
Oh, hey, Wilbur.
- Uh, hey, Ezra.
- Hey, there.
All right, have a seat,
sweetheart.
You know I don't like-
- But look what I got here.
- Okay, have a seat, sweetheart.
I don't like people standing
around my kitchen.
- Right here?
- Yes.
What you got?
- Um, it's a VHS camcorder.
And I dug it up outside.
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