The Descendants Page #3

So f***ing what?

Hey, hey,

watch your language around Scottie.

I don't care.

Anyway.

Listen, it's nice to see you.

Welcome home. Here.

You want some eggs?

I can't believe that.

What?

Heh. Oh, my God. Uh-huh.

- Hey, Alex?

- Well, what'd she say?

- Can I talk to you for a minute?

- Uh...

The pool's really dirty.

Uh-huh.

Wait, what?

- Hey, I really need to talk to you.

- She didn't say...

She didn't say anything to me.

Uh-huh. Ha, ha.

Oh, my God, I can't believe she...

Hey, uh... Yeah, yeah, I gotta go.

Okay, I'll see you later.

Um...

- What day does the pool guy come?

- He comes...

- You know, I don't know when he comes.

- Awesome.

- Sid's coming over.

- Who's Sid?

A really good friend from Punahou.

We were in school together for years.

Oh. Okay.

He wants to be here for me

with all this sh*t happening.

- Do I know his parents?

- Nope.

- He might stay over too. Is that cool?

- Hey, Alex, over here.

What the f***?

Get out of my underwear, you freak.

No. Okay, no, no, no.

- Don't I look divine?

- Back inside. Put on a swimsuit.

- Why?

- Now.

Real good job you're doing.

That's part of why I brought you here.

You have to help me.

I don't know what to do with her.

Maybe if you spent more time with her,

she wouldn't act like such a complete spaz.

Get her out of town. Go camp on Kauai.

That's what Mom used to do with me

whenever I was losing it.

Hey, listen. No, listen. Listen to me.

- Your mother's not well.

- Yeah, obviously.

No.

They just told me she's not gonna wake up.

We know for sure now.

The doctors are gonna stop caring

for her.

Your mother wanted it this way.

She has this...

She has this will, see,

that says that we have to do it this way.

We both do.

You understand what I'm saying?

That's why I got you.

Honey, we're letting her go.

Why did you have to tell me

in the goddamn pool?

Alex. Alex.

What?

What do you want?

Uh...

I just found out yesterday.

We have to go through this thing together,

you and Scottie and me.

And I have to go around

and tell people what's happening.

Family and a few close friends.

Sometimes I'm gonna need you

to come with me.

Sometimes I need you to watch Scottie.

You want me to go around with you

and tell people that Mom's gonna die?

What's the point of that?

Breaking the news, watching them cry,

dealing with their emotions?

How depressing is that gonna be?

Just call them.

Alex, nobody wants to do any of this.

But we have to tell your grandpa and Tutu

and a few friends.

They have the right to know,

and they have the right to say goodbye.

I don't wanna talk about Mom

with anyone.

Look, whatever you two fought about

over Christmas, you have to drop it.

Grow up.

You love your mother,

your mother loves you.

- I can't drop it.

- You have to.

You really don't have a clue, do you?

Dad...

Dad, Mom was cheating on you.

That is what we fought about.

When I was home at Christmas,

I caught her with a guy.

It made me sick to see her near you.

I went back to school thinking that

that was it, that I was just done with her.

I was gonna call

and tell you everything and...

And then the accident happened and...

I was waiting until she woke up, I guess.

You didn't even suspect, right?

Right?

It disgusted me too.

You're always so busy.

"Caught her with a guy,"

what does that mean?

I was on my way to swim

in the Black Point pool with Brandy...

...and suddenly I see Mom and

some douche bag walking into a house.

His house, I guess.

Just some guy, it could be anybody.

No, he had his hand on her ass.

It was gross.

- Then what?

- Then nothing.

Then they went into the house.

A few days later,

I told her I knew what she was doing.

And?

And first, she acted like she had no idea

what I was talking about.

Like I'm f***ing blind.

And then she got, like, super mad

and yelled and denied it.

That was when I decided that

I didn't want anything more to do with her.

Who is he?

I don't know, some guy.

What's he look like?

Dark hair.

Oh.

Watch your sister.

Hello?

Kai?

Mark?

It's me, Matt.

- Hey.

- No, it's not.

- I'm just saying you always wanna have...

- I'm not a mind reader.

- Hello?

- Wait. Hello?

It's me, it's Matt.

- Oh, hey, Matt.

- Is this a bad time?

Uh, no, no, we're just fighting.

Uh, come on in. You want coffee?

You want something to drink?

No, thanks.

- Fighting about something stupid.

- It's not stupid.

It is stupid.

He wants us to throw parties...

...and have people over, which we do,

but who winds up doing the work?

- Me, I do.

- You don't have to do anything.

- That's the whole point.

- I do.

It doesn't have to be work.

You don't have to clean and buy an outfit.

- I'm supposed to be disgusting? Ugh.

- And think up a goddamn theme cocktail.

We could just invite people over

to hang out and drink whatever we have.

- Let's talk about it later.

- Oh, sh*t, Matt, is everything okay?

Is there any news?

In fact, there is. I'll tell you

about it in a minute. Who is he?

Does she love him?

Who is he?

Matt...

I'm sorry to put you in that position, but I'm

not really the one who put you there, am I?

I'd like to know who the guy is

that my wife was seeing.

- You're angry.

- You have very keen powers of observation.

You know what?

I think we should talk about this later.

You need to cool it.

Is it Troy? That f***ing Neanderthal.

You don't know him.

Mark, don't you even. Shame on you.

You're supposed to be her friend.

Well, guess what.

I'm Matt's friend too, okay?

And this is a unique and dramatic

situation, and I would wanna know.

Yeah, well, don't betray her

when she's not even here to defend herself.

Matt, look, you might not be able

to hear this right now...

...but it's not her fault.

Your marriage was not...

Just... She was lonely.

So you're gonna talk to me

in clichs about women?

Nothing is ever a woman's fault.

Was it still going on

when she had the accident?

But I stayed out of it.

Any time Kai would bring it up,

I would walk away.

You what?

Probably egged her on.

Add a little drama in your life

without any actual risk.

Who do you think you're protecting, Kai?

She doesn't need your protection.

It's over. She's gonna die.

Don't say that.

It's true. I was gonna tell you yesterday.

She's never gonna wake up.

You hear me?

Do you understand what I'm saying?

She's gone.

We're pulling the plug.

You were putting lipstick on a corpse.

Come on, Matt.

That's a little intense.

Does she love him?

How can you ask about him

when she's gonna die?

Who cares?

Yes, she loves him. Loved him, whatever.

She was crazy about him.

She was gonna...

She was gonna ask you for a divorce.

You still haven't told me who he is.

I guess it doesn't matter.

Matt. Matt.

Brian Speer.

His name's Brian Speer, with two E's.

They're just, like, cheap.

They're just like,

"Get it over with, cut corners."

Hi, Daddy.

- Dad, this is, uh, Sid.

- Hello, Sid.

What's up, bro?

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