The Hamiltons

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No. No no!

No, Trevor!

Trevor, baby, no.

Hello?

Is someone there?

Is someone in there?

Is there someone

alive in there?

Hey.

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

I'm gonna get you

out of there.

Hold on!

What does it mean

to be happy?

To be content

in the world around you?

Mom used to say

it was family-

That family is the heart

of everything, even existence.

Without it, there's nothing.

She would always have

these simple answers

that somehow would sound

so brilliant.

And then she died.

My father died

along with her.

Shortly after that, my brother David

had to sell the farm

where we grew up.

Now we're just trying to be

an ordinary family,

trying to figure out

where we fit in in the world.

And for me,

I'm trying to figure out

where I belong,

right now

in this exact moment.

I don't know, Dad.

What do you think about the black hair?

Come on, it's different.

- It's different than normal.

- It's pretty, don't you think?

Oh, yes.

Yes yes, definitely-

right there, right there.

Look at the baby,

he's part of the family.

- Hey, there we go.

- Okay, Dad.

I don't wanna hear that,

Darlene.

The social worker

will be here tomorrow.

We can't have the place

looking like this.

- Whatever you say, Dad.

- That's not funny, Darlene.

Okay, I'm trying to do

the best I can here.

Oh, Jesus. You know, I'm not

a little girl anymore

and you don't have to be

a dick about this!

Just- can you just please

clean your room

and maybe not wear that mess

on your eyes tomorrow?

F*** you, David!

Francis, turn it off now!

Oh, come on, David,

it's a school project.

- Just not our personal stuff, okay?

- It's about our family.

- I need this kind of stuff.

- Turn it off now!

You just get the heck

out of my face for a second.

My brother David

is the oldest.

He picked up all the responsibilities

after Mom and Dad died.

We used to be real close,

but after he sold our farm

something changed in him.

He became like one of those life-sized

cardboard cutouts you see in the stores,

trying to sell the idea

that everything is perfect,

but really nothing

is the same anymore.

We just keep moving

from town to town

running from the truth,

waiting for it to one day

catch up with us.

This is our sixth house

in two years.

Oh, yeah,

every single one of them.

Wow, that's cool.

Okay, guys,

I'm gonna go pee.

- No, wait.

- I gotta go. No, come on.

- Sam, stay.

- I'm gonna go. I'll be right back.

- Don't take too long.

- I won't.

Sam, get your ass in here

and smoke a joint.

It's beautiful. Come on,

do the rain dance.

Hell, no! Get in the car

right now, girl.

Come on. No!

- Yeah! Ow! Get in here.

- Come on!

Back in.

So, did you guys have fun?

- Yeah.

- You are glowing.

No, I'm not.

So, Wendell,

what do you do?

I work for my brother-

fetch stuff for him,

things like that.

- Nothing too exciting though.

- Sounds cool.

So where are you guys off

to next, huh?

Seattle, I think.

We're just gonna keep traveling

city to city

till we run all out of money.

- Can't beat that kind of freedom.

- No, we just picked up and left!

No one even knows

where we're at.

- What?

- Hush.

We don't have to worry

about Wendell, our hero.

Wendell is Superman.

Wow, look at that.

Look at all

those pretty stars.

- Where?

- I think you mean raindrops.

You can at least pretend

to like it, okay?

Hey, I'm sorry for yelling

at you yesterday.

I didn't mean to.

We're good?

Yeah, we're good. But, David,

I'm really not feeling too hot today.

- You're going to school, okay?

- I just don't think-

I don't wanna hear it.

You're going to school.

Good morning, sleepyhead.

You want some breakfast?

Why do you even bother?

Because that's what families do.

They have breakfast together.

Cute, David. Anyway, Kitty's

spending the night tomorrow.

- Who's uh-

- I am telling you in advance,

- just like you asked.

- Who the heck is Kitty?

I don't know,

some chick from Ohio.

All right. Remember, social worker

is coming tonight at 5:00 for dinner.

You should really try

giving up cooking, David.

I'm off,

and you go to school.

I really don't fit in there.

Look,

I know it's hard for you,

but can you please

at least try?

Why? It's not my fault

we're always moving.

You're right, Francis.

It's my fault.

I'm sorry, guys.

I know I have a bad temper.

What do you want me to do?

Some maybe say I'm bipolar.

Good morning, Francis.

How are you doing there, bud, huh?

What are you reading?

"Gay sperm donors needed

for lesbian couple. "

- Knock it off.

- You're calling that today.

- Have you fed Lenny?

- Don't look at me. Look at Franny.

Oh, come on, I just did it

two days ago.

Okay, I gotta go to work.

- Will you just please do it?

- I'll do it before I go to school.

Where're you going? Oh, yeah, you gotta

go do your thing. Forgot, sorry.

Have fun.

Have a good day.

The twins- they've always

been distant from the family.

Wendell is the main reason

why we move a lot.

He just got out of jail for biting

some guy's ear off

at a Cheesy Chuck's Pizza parlor

up north.

Darlene is just as mean,

but more refined.

Like when we were kids,

she used to lock me in the closet

just to hear me scream.

Then, hours later,

she would let me out pretending

she was the one who saved me.

And I always fell for it.

Let me out of here!

Help, please!

Please.

Somebody please help us!

Oh, heck no, we've had a lot

of social workers come here,

but you're the first

for dinner.

So, Francis, what's up

with you tonight, huh?

- Nothing.

- Anything you wanna talk about?

Anything at all? School maybe?

I don't know...

Well, you know, if there is,

you just jump on in, all right?

Yeah, he told me he wasn't

feeling too well this morning.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, thank you, Darlene.

That's, uh... quite a creative look

you've got going there,

young lady.

- What do you call that, huh?

- Death.

Ah, death. That's cute.

So tell me, David,

are you and Wendell

still working over there

at Del Rancho?

I don't know if I could work

at a slaughterhouse, huh?

Yeah, well, my father

owned a farm

when we were younger

and he did the same thing,

so I guess it just

came naturally.

Well...

so, like, what do they have you

doing over there?

I mean...

you don't have to kill the animals

and all that stuff, do you, David?

Heavens, no.

No no, I'm a carver.

I take out the organs,

prep them, stuff like that.

Yes, David has a real knack

for gutting the life out of things.

Thank you, Darlene.

So... too bad there's not-

not a demand

on the black market for cow parts.

You would be a rich man

by now.

Not at the table,

please, Francis.

I apologize. Paul, he's been

following us around with that thing

for the past few days-

some sort of school project

- or something or other.

- No, that's fine with me.

I think it's kind of cool.

Francis, tell me about the project.

Well, it's uh-

I'm supposed to write

a report about my family-

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