The Girl in the Park Page #5
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- Year:
- 2007
- 110 min
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To be Iiving for
One love
To be Iiving for
This
Nearly was mine
- Can I ask you something?
- Sure.
Why'd you come by
my place the other night?
- Did I scare you?
- No, no, no.
You-- You surprised me.
Well, I'm glad you didn't
surprise anyone else.
My son.
He came to stay with me
the following night.
I'm glad you missed him.
'Cause I think that the idea
of women visiting his father
in the middle of the night
would've freaked him out.
He's staying at my place right now,
otherwise I would've
steered us in that direction.
- Oh, you would, would you?
- I would've tried.
Well, looks Iike I've steered us
in this direction.
Ah.
But...
But what? The evening didn't
Iive up to expectations?
No. I had a lovely time, Raymond.
Hey, don't tell me you have
a puritanical son up there.
No. But I've got a...
I've got a daughter.
Mmm.
She's staying with me for a while, too,
so... you know how that is.
Yeah, I know. I certainly do.
Hey.
- See you tomorrow.
- All right.
New one, eh?
Who's the Iucky guy?
He's my brother.
Okay."Sub "plus U-R-B
is "suburb"!
- Yeah!
- Very good.
And I have A-N-I-T-E.
-"Suburbanite."Triple-word score.
- God damn it, Stuart!
- It's not fair.
- It's totally fair.
That's, uh, 240 to 100...
Great.
- Where is he?
- Shower.
When are you leaving?
What?
Well, you've had a couple of weeks.
You've had plenty of time
to get back on your feet.
Whatever your next step is,
I think you better take it.
So the honeymoon's over, huh?
Yes.
Fine.
- And l'll need my key back.
- You want these back, too?
- No.
- Thanks. That's really f***ing generous.
- Don't you dare.
- What is your problem all of a sudden?
- You Iied to me.
- When?
About everything.
I told you I wasn't pregnant.
The Michigan thing...
You knew all that before.
You never told me
you had a brother.
- What difference does that make?
- Everything!
Stuart!
We're going!
Thank you.
Do you play?
No.
I mean, I know how.
I could help you get better.
My sister was bad,
but she got better.
You just have to memorize
the word sets.
I'm going to a Scrabble event
in Tallahassee.
I just went to one in Providence.
What's a Scrabble event?
Oh, it's where people get together
and play Scrabble.
Not Iike the super champions,
but people who can play.
You can even win money sometimes.
And do you?
Sometimes.
Thanks.
You know, it's kind of a long bus ride
from Providence to Tallahassee.
That's why I had to stay the night.
I wasn't trying to Iive here or anything.
I know.
So don't be mad at Maggie.
Wait!
St--
You take your medication?
- You got enough?
- Yeah.
Hey, look at me. You swear?
I swear.
Don't f*** around with it.
Thanks, sis.
Get going, or youll be late.
Love you.
So you were adopted?
Yeah.
Stuart and I both were.
Well, I don't think they ever
really technically adopted us,
but we were-- whatever-- fosters.
I probably had, Iike,
nine brothers and sisters, total.
But who were your parents?
I guess you could say
Paul and Stephanie were.
They were severely-- Oh, God.
Paul was this incredibly skinny guy,
and Stephanie weighed,
Iike, 400 pounds.
No wonder they had to adopt.
They're also religious fanatics.
We had to pray
to a plastic statue of Jesus,
Iike, 50 times a day.
Couldn't watch any TV.
You had to eat,
Iike, Iittle biscuits
Iike you get in church
- for snacks.
- Stuart--
Stuart called you Maggie.
That's what Paul and Stephanie called me.
I Iike Louise better.
But where were you before?
I don't know.
That's the first place I remember.
Um...
- What are you doing?
- Nothing.
Sorry. I was just looking
for, uh, a book.
Um, sorry I woke you.
God, you scared me.
Do you need Iight?
No.
You can't see in here.
Ah. Got it. Thanks.
- What is it?
- Nothing.
Just some old photos.
Of you?
Yeah. Some of them.
Let me see.
Well, I'm awake now. Come on. Give it up.
They're old.
Oh, my God, is that you?
Yes.
Oh, my God, Julia.
Look at those earrings.
That's ridiculous!
I can't believe you wore that.
Okay.
No. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Come on. Come on.
Show me more. Um, you look good.
Show me pictures of your husband--
the one you divorced.
- Go back to sleep.
- What, is he ugly or something?
No.
Does he have, Iike,
a beard, no mustache?
Or those Elvis things.
What are they, mutton ch--
I bet he had mutton chops.
Big fat mutton chops Iike--
No.
Show me then. Come on.
There.
Hey, he's pretty handsome.
Nice going. Good work.
- Is that Chris?
- Yes.
He seemed nice, you know,
when he came over.
He is.
Is he gay?
What?
Well, you don't ever
really talk about him.
Did he disappoint you in some way?
Or is he some kind of loser?
No. No. He has his own
construction business.
He's quite successful, actually.
Hmm. But gay.
No, he's not gay. He's getting married--
Why do you ask these idiotic questions?
'Cause it's the only way
to get you to say anything.
Jesus.
Julia, you look really happy.
Where is that?
I don't remember.
Go back to sleep.
Just stay for a minute, okay?
- What?
- Just talk, okay?
About what?
I don't care. Anything.
Talk about the pictures.
Well, these were...
I guess Chris was 5.
We were still Iiving downtown.
Tiny place.
He's starting school here.
He's 6.
Oh, no. He must be 7,
because we're uptown.
Doug was teaching that year.
I remember that Iunch box.
Thor.
He wouldn't eat Iunch
the first week or two at school.
I mean, if Chris wasn't comfortable
in a place,
he didn't complain or make a fuss,
he just didn't eat.
And one day, the teacher told us
Chris ate his Iunch,
so we knew he'd settled in.
Kids just adapt.
Oh, God. Yeah.
Doug won an award
for this article he wrote,
and he had to wear a tux to the dinner,
so I went out and spent
$150 on this dress.
I thought I'd gone absolutely insane.
I wore it for years, though.
God, look at Doug.
Look at us.
And then...
you came along.
I'd always wanted a girl.
I thought I didn't care.
I thought it was...
old-fashioned or sexist to care.
But I did.
And you were it.
And by then, we had the park
just down the street.
And as soon as I could,
I took you there.
You loved it so much.
Oh.
Okay, everybody, are you Iistening?
Listen to me. Move together.
Everybody get close together.
Sweetheart-- Celeste, get--
No. What-- Both together.
Oh, yes, yes. Wedding photo.
- Let me in.
- Move together. Everybody together.
- All right. Here we go. Everybody...
- Hey, Deano.
- Get in.
- Come on.
- And you have to be in this, Sarah.
- Come on. Let's go.
- Hey, Mom, you have to come in it.
- Someone do it.
Who can take a picture?
I wanna stop the cryin'
I wanna stop the cryin'
But she's lyin' there dyin'
How can I live when you
see what I've done?
How can I live when you
see what I've done?
Thought I was dreamin'
So I didn't hear you screamin'
I'm so scared
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