The Cake Eaters Page #2

Synopsis: 'The Cake Eaters' is a quirky, small town, ensemble drama that explores the lives of two interconnected families coming to terms with love in the face of loss. Living in rural America, The Kimbrough family is a normally odd bunch; Easy, the patriarch and local butcher, is grieving over the recent loss of his wife, Ceci, while hiding a secret ongoing affair for years; Beagle, his youngest son who was left to care for his ailing mother, works in the local high school cafeteria by day but has a burning passion inside that manifests itself through painting street signs; and the eldest son, Guy, has been away from the family for years while pursuing his rock star dream in the big city until the day he learns of his mother's passing and that he's missed the funeral. Upon Guy's return home, relationships between the characters begin to unravel; Beagle's pent up emotions connect with Georgia Kaminski, a terminally ill teenage girl wanting to experience love before it's too late; Easy's long ti
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Production: 7-57 Releasing
  4 wins.
 
IMDB:
6.4
Metacritic:
60
Rotten Tomatoes:
64%
R
Year:
2007
86 min
61 Views


To coming home.

What's going on, ladies?

How you doing?

Ladies, what'll you have?

I got to pee.

yeah?

Hey.

It's okay.

Do you want

to shoot some pool, Dad?

No, thanks.

Why don't I play some music?

Make it music.

Hey, guy.

# I heard your mockingbird

don't sing #

Stacy.

I thought

you were in New York.

I was.

Yeah.

How'd it go down there?

Ah, it went, uh,

pretty fast

and pretty slow.

Right.

Stacy, you seen, um...

uh, Stephanie lately?

Sure.

She cuts my hair.

Ah, come on.

# Happening #

# it doesn't seem

you want to be my friend #

# why don't you open up

and let me in right now? #

# all for the best #

# I'm just doing my best #

# and I don't know

what I'm doing it for #

# I will knock on your door #

Where's brother?

Mm-mm.

Steph.

You scared the sh*t out of me.

I'm sorry.

I'm... I'm sorry.

What are you doing here?

Huh?

Aren't you gonna ask me in?

No.

Why not?

Because I don't want to.

You're my friend.

- No, no.

No, you don't get to f...

I want to be with you.

You don't get

to just say that to me

after three years.

I know that I f***ed up.

You asked me to marry you.

- And I meant it.

And then you took off

without even saying good-bye.

I'm here now.

I'm...

good for you.

Okay, now, honey,

imagine the organs

in your body floating

in the different colors

I project on you, okay?

Green is the alchemy

of consciousness,

with its spiraling energy

and DNA.

Purple opens

the body's energies.

Yellow strengthens the nerves

and the brain.

It's a little bright, Mom.

It has to be

to have healing energy.

Silver removes diseases.

Beagle.

Sh*t.

Wh...

Hi.

Are you expecting someone?

I'm sorry.

I tried the front door.

Come in.

Your name is Beagle?

Yeah.

Judd.

- Hey, nice to meet you.

Yeah.

Hi.

Uh, Georgia asked me

to come over

and take dictation for her.

I'm a little bit late, though.

Well, um, we're in the middle

of a treatment, so...

oh.

We're just finishing up,

though.

It's okay.

But gold

is the most important one.

There's no point in doing it

if you skip the gold.

Mom, it's getting late.

I got to get my homework done.

Hey.

You don't go to Lincoln,

do you?

Uh, no.

I work there.

Well, we've met

all of Georgia's teachers.

We've never met you before.

Yeah, I'm not a...

I-I'm more like a temp.

Oh. What subject?

Well, what difference

does it make?

It's dictation.

Come on.

Beagle,

why don't you help?

We'll be right down here

if you need us.

I got it.

There you go.

Close the door.

Okay.

Cool room.

Thanks.

Come here.

Okay.

Is that your, uh, homework?

Yeah.

Okay, just read it.

Okay.

"What American poet wrote,

'hope is not found in a way out

but a way through'?"

Robert Frost.

Just write it right there?

"What poet wrote,

'hope is thing with feathers.

"'It perches in the soul

"'and sings the tune

without the words

and never stops at all'?"

Emily Dickinson.

"What famous poem did

Welsh writer Dylan Thomas pen?"

Do not go gentle

into that good night.

Okay.

What?

You can kiss me

if you want to.

Okay. Felt.

Gonna have

to start looking sharp.

Nobody made any money today,

so let's just take

a second look.

Aha.

Whoa. What's up?

Oh, what the hell?

Coming, coming.

Why, easy.

What a surprise.

Mm-hmm.

- Mm-hmm.

Mmm.

You started without me.

Hey, there's always something

to celebrate in my family.

How about celebrating this

in there?

Let's go.

- Ooh, ooh.

Straight ahead, now.

- Mmm.

You want to be helpful?

- Mm.

Slice up a couple

of these onions here.

Sir, yes, sir.

Ooh-ooh.

Can we have some

of those twice-baked potatoes?

Really?

- Mm.

You want to wait that long

for them to bake...

twice?

Once is fine.

Twice might kill me.

I don't think so.

Hey, ease.

- Hmm?

I want to ask you something.

Did you notice anything funny

about the way your son

was looking at my Georgia today?

Beagle?

No, ma'am.

That's just Beagle.

He's got absolutely no game

in that area, trust me.

Georgia.

It's time for your friend

to go home.

Oh, sh*t.

Come back tomorrow.

Yeah?

Yeah, we can go somewhere.

Okay.

Honey, wrap it up.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Great.

Bye.

Now, I'll be sure

and call the school on Monday

and let them know what

a hardworking teacher they have

that comes

to his student's house

on a Saturday night

when he could be out

with some friends his own age.

Okay, bye.

Good night.

Hey. Morning, Buddy.

Morning.

# The world's locked up

in your head #

# you've been pouring it

a concrete bed #

# your habits ossify #

# you don't realize

you're fried #

# to find someone

you love #

# you got to be someone

you love #

# to find someone

you love #

# you got to be someone

you love #

What do I smell?

I smell eggs.

Eggies!

Eggs,

my favorite thing.

And you know what?

You know

this man right here,

he will not allow me

to eat one egg.

It's because you're supposed

to be watching your cholesterol.

To cholesterol.

What have I got this morning?

My two boys in the same room

with me.

I'm eating eggs, Bud.

You gonna be able

to stick around for a while?

Yeah. I-I-I don't know.

I, um...

I'm kind of in between gigs.

Music thing's

not really working out.

Didn't you just tell us

that you made a record?

And we still got

to pay for it.

I think we sold,

like, 13 copies,

Come on, you could...

I'm thinking

about bartending again, I guess.

You... you can always help out

in the shop.

Right.

Oh, no.

I don't believe it.

- What's wrong?

No, I don't...

oh, my God.

What?

"Dear Miss Kaminski,

"we would be delighted

to publish your continued work

"on the Georgia

still life series,

"and you have been chosen

as the aperture foundation

portfolio pick."

That's me.

Are you serious?

- Yes.

That's incredible, baby.

That's what you wanted.

Yes, it is.

- Good.

Congratulations.

You hear that, Georgia?

That's awesome, Mom.

It is, isn't it?

Oh, baby,

just think.

Someday your images

are gonna be hanging up

next to Sally Mann.

No, your image is.

No, god gave me

such a beautiful daughter,

and I want to show the world

how special you are.

Mama, do I have

to do this today?

I just really

don't feel like it.

Why not?

I love your photos.

It's not that. I just...

well, let's just get you

into this and take some...

baby, she don't want

to do it.

Well, how do you know that?

Okay, who's up

for a day of beauty?

I'm gonna go.

- Where are you going?

Nana's taking me

to get my hair cut.

Jesus! Georgia.

Are you okay?

You all right?

I got you.

You know what?

You're not going anywhere

without your wheelchair.

Mom, I don't need it yet.

Georgia,

you're covered in bruises.

I know that.

I'm the one who's dying,

remember?

It's not you.

What did you say?

I just don't need you

reminding me all the time.

Well, I just...

how did I get

to be the bad guy?

What are you thinking about,

my angel?

Sex.

Whoa.

It's, like,

this huge deal, right?

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