The Cake Eaters Page #4
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- 2007
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full of words #
# and not
one useful expression #
# hey #
# let go #
# we with holes
in our hearts #
# we film ourselves
to the end #
# try to suspend #
# our lives in the dark #
# hey, when are you
gonna stand #
# and stop looking
over your shoulder #
# see, there's a sun
in the sky #
# and a moon that will take us
till morning #
Hey, this is...
this looks right.
All right.
Always smells like smoke
in the old smoking rooms.
Do you smoke?
No. Do you?
- No.
I kind of want to.
Want to sit down?
Well, hello, handsome.
What brings you by?
Well...
I, um...
uh.
Oh.
- Bottoms up.
Mmm.
I can't do this anymore.
Do what?
This.
Sneaking around.
I can't lie
to my boys anymore either.
Easy, a man's got a right
to his privacy.
Here.
I love you.
Honey, I love you too.
No.
I love you big-time.
You've always been
my dream girl.
You've just been out of reach.
I-I don't want you
to be out of reach anymore.
I want you to do something
for me.
What?
Marry me.
Oh, I should get it.
Hello.
Mom, listen.
Georgia's gone.
I just... I let her get on
the back of a motorcycle
with some guy on some date,
and I don't know where
they're going; I don't know...
Honey, you did exactly
the same thing
when you were her age.
But, Mom, she's only 15.
I don't know what to do.
Okay. Now, who's the boy?
No, he's not a boy.
He's a... he's... he's 20.
His name... it was a dog name.
Beagle.
- Beagle?
Mom, I don't know what...
should I call the police or...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
Don't call the police.
I think I know
how to find her now.
I'll call you
as soon as I know something.
You stay there
in case she comes home.
And, sugar,
just try to calm down.
Well, I don't think
that's gonna happen, but okay.
Oh.
- What's going on?
Oh-ho. Oh, g...
Your white trash, low-life son
has kidnapped my Georgia.
Oh, come on. Beagle?
- Yes, Beagle.
He took her from her mother's
house without asking.
Took her...
- Oh, come on.
No, no... on a motorcycle
somewhere, God knows where.
Come on.
He wouldn't do anything wrong.
He's a good boy.
He's not a boy.
He is a man.
And he is not good enough
for my granddaughter.
Something kind of smells
like a farm.
Oh, um, yeah,
that's me, I think.
Um, do you want to maybe
take a shower first?
Yeah.
Okay.
- Okay.
I'll just be a minute.
Okay.
Hey, Red.
- Yeah.
Have you seen
a disabled girl, real pretty...
with a man on a motorcycle?
Nah.
- Nothing?
Thank you.
- No problem.
It's a scooter, babe.
Offering our easy pay plan
on this item.
This can be
on its way to you today.
Again, it's item number
We're doing diamonds
all night long
during our diamond spectacular.
We're going to be showcasing...
You don't really work out,
do you?
I don't think I can do this.
Why?
Are you gay?
No. I...
I just... I think...
you don't want to have sex
with a freak, huh?
No. No.
I don't think
that you're a freak.
I think...
I like you a lot.
Look, I don't care
if you like me or not.
I just want to get this
over with.
Don't you think...
don't you think
this is a little bit fast?
I mean...
look...
Georgia?
Just leave.
What?
Why don't we both
just go, then?
What... what if I just got us
something to eat,
and we could hang out in here
Just leave!
No.
Damn it.
Are you okay?
- Yeah.
What?
Right there.
Oh, my God.
Hey.
What?
Don't you remember
this place?
Oh. Okay.
Right, they had vibrating beds.
God.
They certainly did.
That had to be 1986?
I j... I don't know. I...
first year or whatever.
First year.
Boy, you want to talk
about guilt.
It's funny how time works.
Look, easy, are...
are you coming or not?
I couldn't even be
in the same... room with her
those last few days,
couldn't stand to be
in the same room with her.
Beagle was there.
Beagle was there
every single day.
He did something I could...
never do.
He was with her
when she went out.
I couldn't do that.
Easy, losing people
is lousy.
Beagle... Beagle,
he's a hell of a man.
He's one hell of a man.
Tell you what.
Why don't we just wait out here
for a while, huh?
Back up the car.
Violet, it's me.
- Did you find her?
Yes, and she's fine,
and she's going to spend
the night.
Well, I just...
I don't... know what to do
with her anymore.
They don't come
with an owner's manual, do they?
You're doing fine.
You think so?
Well...
She's amazing.
She must get it
from somewhere.
Okay. Good night.
Bye.
I'm sorry.
Beagle.
Hey, we got to go to school.
Oh.
Okay.
Do you mind turning around
while I change?
Oh. Yeah.
Of course.
# I wouldn't mind #
# If every day #
# was like the day #
# I had just yesterday #
# you and I #
# on all of this #
# I wouldn't mind #
# if all of my nights #
# were like the nights #
# You held me so tight #
# your lips
so close, so close #
# on the back of my neck #
# little sounds,
little breaths #
# they just won't stand still #
# they slip away #
# and haunt me
until the next time #
# you take me in,
take me in again #
# and let me begin #
# I wouldn't mind... #
so I guess
I'll see you at lunch.
Yeah.
Anything special you want?
Yeah.
You.
# If you're with me #
# how can I lose? #
# are only just that #
# nice thoughts #
# and the facts as they are #
# are harder to take #
# 'cause there's a part of me #
What?
You okay?
Yeah.
You hungry?
Yeah.
What do you feel like?
Beers.
Steaks.
- Okay.
Maybe some hard-boiled huevos.
Okay.
Three beers, sir,
and three steaks.
He'll sit. You supply.
I'll cook.
Thanks.
No.
Here you go, Dad.
Thank you, sir.
right, Beagle?
Which one?
Just turn the one
on the far right to the right.
It's easy.
- This?
Wait for it to click.
- Turn it to the right?
You've never used a stove
before in your life, have you?
That's to the left.
- There you go.
There you go.
You turned it to the left.
Well, this is right.
This is left.
You got
directionally confused.
It's going now.
What are we cooking, Dad?
Let's drink to Beagle.
To Beagle.
- Cheers.
Cheers.
- Cheers.
# who told the rain to end #
# parting with the day #
# and now your arm
on the autumn wind #
# and every part
of all the blue #
# every star #
# with the feeling of you #
# somehow
you'll fall through me #
# the shadow,
you will call to me #
# as shadows do #
# all of me
and all of you #
# whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh #
# oh-oh-oh #
# hush of what we've done #
# now your arm
in the dark begins #
# and everything I do,
every star #
# with the feeling of you #
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