The Home Song Stories Page #3
when winter comes.
For the men on the ice,
this is the loneliest time.
Memories of homes and families become...
Promise me that you won't touch her again.
Then I'll forgive you.
You're crazy.
Promise me you won't touch her,
and you can stay.
Where's May?
She's in the bathroom.
Are you all right? Come out.
Let her rot in there.
Come out! Don't be afraid.
Come out! Don't be afraid.
I'm here, nobody can hurt you.
Come out.
Are you all right?
May! May!
May! May!
Look what you've done.
She's your daughter!
Little man...
be strong, look after your family.
They're all useless. Selfish.
You slave all your life for them
then they treat you like this!
You should make her kowtow to you.
Beg for your forgiveness.
Dear God, please look after my sister...
Dear God, please look after my sister...
Dear God, please look after my sister...
Dear God, please look after my sister...
Dear God, please look after my sister...
Ma, there's nothing for breakfast.
I brought you some stuff.
So you can study.
Thanks...
I wasn't sure if you wanted to
history or geography,
so I brought both.
You should be at school.
School's for retards.
You're a retard.
How's mum?
Still asleep.
Why? What's wrong with her?
I don't know.
Did you ring a doctor?
No.
Tom, you have to watch
everything she does.
You know what she's like.
You have to take care of her!
Why should l?
Because she's your mum.
I don't care!
Don't say that!
-It's true, I don't care! -Don't!
-I hate her! -Stop it!
-Shut up! -I wish she was dead!
One heart.
One diamond.
No bid.
Dede.
You won't be long here, right?
Ai ya! You poor mother.
Have such a hard life.
Here's our young guest. Come in.
Hi, little man!
Hello, Uncle Joe.
Not much space,
but we work something out.
Ai ya! The crab was bad.
Don't go in there.
One day, you will be even more beautiful.
More beautiful than your mother.
I'll never be as beautiful as you.
You must learn to cherish life.
Life is a gift.
I wasn't always like this, Shao Wah.
I want to tell you a story.
Is that all right?
Because I was the youngest girl,
I had the lowliest place in the family.
Stupid girl!
Do you think you can waste our food?
Get out of here!
At your age, I was married off.
His name was Sun.
Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you.
But Mr. Sun was a cruel man.
When I was seventeen years old,
I became pregnant.
I had a baby girl.
But I was a child myself.
I didn't know how to take care of a baby.
So my first daughter, your older sister, died.
The year after, I had another daughter.
She died too.
After that,
I had no more children with Mr. Sun.
Eight years passed.
Mr.Sun had taken a concubine.
My family had forgotten about me.
Life was not worth living.
Then one day...
my life changed.
Get his bags.
Wen Xuan was Mr. Sun's youngest brother.
He was injured...
during the war.
Wen Xuan was the opposite of Sun.
Thank you.
He was gentle and kind.
He made me feel happy.
He was the only man I ever loved.
It was a huge scandal,
a disgrace to both our families.
We ran away to Shanghai.
Because of his illness,
Wen Xuan couldn't find work.
For years we had nothing.
He started to cough up blood.
Write to your brother.
I've ruined your life.
Don't say that.
I can endure anything
if I am with you.
Nothing is too hard.
Because I could not read,
I didn't know what Xuan really wrote.
I found out later.
He had not asked for money.
He had begged Sun to take me back.
I helped an old woman in the street,
so she gave me a piece of fruit.
Our luck is changing.
I wanted to kill myself, too.
But I was pregnant.
It was you. You saved me.
It's always you. You always save me.
Why do my horses always run slow.
You need to think when you bet.
The more you want to win,
the more you lose.
What are you talking about?
You lose more money than I do!
Hey, matey.
Hi, Uncle Bill.
So how have you been, mate?
Good.
The hospital called the Navy social worker.
She arranged for me
to take compassionate leave.
Thank you.
And um... Mum's moved out of my house.
So there's room in there, y'know...
if you want.
I don't know what to say.
I wish...
You good man.
How's the ping pong going, mate?
When we going to have that game?
Thanks. I love moon cakes!
My favourite, too.
Don't tell anyone.
I'm supposed to pretend
that the food here is edible.
You'll have to come back tomorrow.
Visiting hours are over.
Sorry. Don't know what's right time.
OK, I'll allow a quick visit.
-Hey. -Hi.
Bring you some food.
Don't want you to get skinny.
-Moon cakes.
-Thanks
Every day, I think, should I come?
But, no want to cause trouble.
I hear what your mother do.
I feel very bad.
It's not your fault.
Have been thinking about you a lot.
You and your mother,
always fighting... no good.
I know.
Maybe, when you get out of hospital,
you need to find new place.
I can help you.
We can find a place together.
You a good girl...
beautiful...
Please go...
Sorry?
Please go...
Please...
You young girl. Need your mother.
You right?
Yes.
I'll give you a call later on tonight.
Help you settle in.
Don't worry yourself.
What've you got in here?
That's a nice bike.
Yeah, my mum got it for my birthday.
She said I'd grow into it.
It's cool.
Yeah,
but what if I don't grow into it.
I'll have to wheel it around
for the rest of my life.
Maybe you could ride it
on your tippie toes?
You should've seen her,
she was wearing this
horrible dressing gown,
it was all open,
you could see her tits hanging out
and everything.
She looked like a zombie.
He brings us back here,
then leaves us again.
This happens every time.
This place smells like old woman.
I see her ghost everywhere.
This country is cursed.
We should never have come here.
My old boss in Hong Kong rang me.
He says he misses me very much.
Everyone asks where Rose has gone.
If I return to Hong Kong,
he'll give me back my old job.
We can sell some things and
buy the tickets to Hong Kong.
When we get back to Hong Kong,
we'll have our own house.
We can have the food we like,
and you can make lots of good friends.
Don't!
I don't want to go to Hong Kong.
-Shut up, Tom! -You go to Hong Kong!
-I hate you! -Stop it!
Go away!
Dede! Dede!
Dede!
Dede?
I know you not mean to say
bad things about your mother.
You good boy. You understand.
Your mother always thinking about you.
Always want best for you.
Don't worry,
your mother make everything good.
Of all the things
I remember about my childhood,
this is what I remember the most.
Lift, Tom, lift!
I can't! She's too heavy!
You have to carry her!
Where are you going? May!
It won't cut! It won't cut!
I don't understand
how a mother can do that to her children.
You're right. She fooled us all.
Ready?
Yes...
Yes...That's right...
When?
Yeah, I understand...
May?
May?
You said you wanted her to go away!
I didn't...
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