The Hanging Garden

Get your roots.

Just get your roots.

All right, go.

Sweet William...

May.

June. Birthday's in June, right?

That's how you got your name.

Common rosemary, autumn.

Autumn, when?

October, right? Go!

- Dauntless iris, end of May or June.

- All right.

- Whiskey Mac, spring.

- Right.

Herb-of-grace, spring and early summer.

Violet, July.

Fletcher, late summer.

Mountain laurel, September.

- August.

- August.

Dusty millers...

- What was it?

- All summer.

Black-eyed Susan...

- I don't know.

- Forget it!

- Basil...

- I said forget it.

I said roots!

- Give me that!

- No!

I'm sorry, Willy.

I didn't mean to hit you. I'm sorry.

Come on, we'll get you some ice cream.

Obedience, August.

Aphrodite...

fall.

Virginia creeper, never.

Black-eyed Susan, all summer.

Red hot pokers...

all summer.

Baby tears, September.

Violet! Come here!

What're they doing now?

Everyone's watching Basil play.

And the priest is drinking with Daddy.

- Any sign of him?

- No.

Everybody's waiting.

They can wait.

- Rosemary?

- Mom.

- Violet, let's get your dress on.

- I don't want to.

Go get ready. Shut that f***ing dog up.

- It's your dog.

- Get out of here!

Now, Violet.

I don't want to be a goddamn flower girl!

You going to tell her?

I ain't starting without him.

Mom!

Open the door!

It's Grace.

Mom, are you deaf, or what?

Hello.

Violet would like to say hello to you, too.

Did you take your pill last night?

I asked you to take your pill last night

because today is going to be very hectic.

Are you coming down?

Do you remember that your granddaughter's

getting married today?

Do you remember

that your grandson is coming home today?

Do you want to pin on your hat?

F*** me.

If that son of a b*tch ain't dead,

I'm going to kill him.

Get out of the f***ing way!

Love-lies-bleeding...

summer.

Get rid of the f***ing umbrella.

Take this.

F***!

Okay, go! No, I've got to get my skirt up!

- Go ahead.

- Give me those.

- Get ahead of me, go!

- Come on.

Honey, wait a minute, hold it.

I've got to back up.

Could you back up just a little? A step?

We are gathered, this day...

to witness the joining of a man...

and a woman...

in holy matrimony.

Before the eyes of God...

this is a sacred vow...

the genesis of a new family.

There are no boundaries

to that commitment...

Finally, you f***er!

...for family transcends time...

transcends place...

transcends life and death.

The bond you make today...

...is not only important to both of you.

Marriage is a celebration of God's love...

...that you feel for Christ.

This bond of love...

and trust and fidelity...

is not only important to you...

and to your families

and to your community...

and to your future children...

but this vow is important to God, Himself.

I do!

...to pass on His blessed spirit

to your children...

and your grandchildren...

Mom, nobody asked you.

Nana.

...take Rosemary

to be your lawfully wedded wife...

to love, honor and cherish...

in sickness and in health,

as long as you both shall live?

- Fletcher?

- Yeah.

By the power vested in me,

I now pronounce you...

Friend of the bride?

F*** right off.

- You look good.

- You, too.

Come here!

- Help me with this f***ing dress, will you?

- Bye.

Congratulations,

quite a catch you got there.

Hold up this end,

or I'm going to soak my panties.

I've been drinking like a camel today.

Jesus.

That feels good.

I'm going to burn a f***ing hole

in this thing.

You must feel

like you're in the twilight zone.

- Your husband's coming on to me.

- I'll divorce the f***er!

Are you scared?

I don't have to be scared

with you to protect me, do I?

- F*** off! I was never like that!

- You were.

Always made me look like the stupid one.

You are the stupid one.

Give me some toilet paper.

- I can't believe Pete's still alive.

- I know. Here, hold my smoke.

It's the saddest thing. Jesus.

Been bumping his head

on the same f***ing spot...

for the past two years.

Jesus, you're skinny.

I thought the measurements you told

your sister must have been all wrong...

so I got the big size.

I had no idea you'd...

You look very handsome...

Maybe a little thin, you know.

- You haven't been sick?

- I'm fit as a fiddle, Mom.

There's food. There's cold cuts

and all kinds of desserts.

I'm fine.

You have to have something.

You must be starving, after such a long trip.

Hello.

So, you're my brother.

- I guess.

- You're not fat.

- No.

- Where you been?

I've been away, in the big city.

- Must keep you busy.

- It does.

- Pleasure to meet you.

- It's a pleasure to meet you, too.

What's his name?

Violet.

- Anything else I should know?

- It's not funny.

I'll get you a sandwich.

Willy!

- Hi, Poppy.

- Give your father a hug.

I can't believe you're here.

You're cold.

I guess I'm hot.

Why, Sweet William!

I remember you when you were only...

- this big.

- Hi, Aunt Laurel.

Where'd you leave the rest of you,

in your suitcase?

Mac, he's just beautiful.

- No thanks to you, you goddamn slut.

- Don't start with me today.

Why don't you mind your own business

and leave him alone!

You want to interfere

in someone's business...

- Poppy, it's Rosie's wedding day.

- You shut up!

You want to stick your nose

in somebody's business...

you can just take a good long suck

on my arse.

- You got it?

- You prick of misery.

Mac...

your bottle is empty.

Sucker.

B*tch.

Ladies on the left, gents on the right.

Violet, you'll miss the bouquet.

Give me that!

Maizie O'Shea, you better get out of there.

You're not allowed

to catch any more bouquets.

At least, not till you get your divorce!

Okay, let's go.

Who's going to be married next?

Who's going to be the lucky one?

That's a bitter first taste

of married life, isn't it?

Better find her a man before she comes to.

All the gents in their spots,

shove it along, now.

I think you've done enough damage

for one day.

- It was your idea.

- You did it first!

You're supposed to know better.

Idiot.

Where'd it go?

Sh*t!

Jesus.

William caught it!

William caught the headband!

Violet! Get out

of the f***ing street, you idiot!

We could've cracked

your f***ing head open!

F*** you.

That's exactly right, f*** me.

Take him in and clean him up.

Poppy.

He should've been on time.

There's no reason

he couldn't have been on time.

It's okay.

You're okay.

So, what do you do, now?

I'm a waiter, and when I can,

I sing jingles on the radio.

Sorry.

- Jingles?

- Commercials.

Sing me a jingle.

My biggest gig so far has been...

W-98 FM

Radio

But there's two other people

singing it with me.

They play it every 20 minutes, or something.

Mostly, I'm a waiter.

- Look, she's dreaming of me.

- I'll make some tea.

I never looked at the room from up here.

It's a lot different.

Be different if you were tall.

Nobody's that tall.

Magic Johnson.

- I thought I had some of that weird tea.

- Regular's fine.

There's a whole cake left.

I gave Rosemary your room...

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