The Longest Ride Page #2

This would be "clear."

- Clear.

- Yeah.

Right. Clear. That makes sense.

It's good.

You are pretty smooth for a country boy.

Me?

Yeah, you.

Come on,

I saw the way those girls stared at you.

You think I'm that type of guy?

No.

No one has ever

done anything like this for me before.

So, do you like North Carolina?

Yeah, I do.

- It's beautiful.

- Yeah.

I'm actually moving to New York

at the end of next month.

I got this job.

Well, it's an internship, actually.

But it's a pretty big deal.

It's at a gallery in Manhattan.

Okay.

That's why it took me so long

to call you back.

I just didn't think

that this would even be a good idea.

I'm glad you did.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

This is just bad timing.

Yeah.

I probably should take you home.

Gonna rain.

Did you see that?

What?

Luke!

What is it?

Call 911!

Hey! Wake up!

Is he alive?

Here, hold this.

Box.

Box.

What did he say? "Box"?

I think you just saved that guy's life.

We both did.

Come on, I held the flashlight.

You were amazing.

I just hope that he's okay.

I'll take you home.

I think I'm going to stay.

Really?

Yeah, at least until he

gets out of the emergency room.

Then I'll wait with you.

No, it's fine.

Really.

And thank you for tonight.

Yeah, it was a...

It was a great night.

Kind of.

Good luck with everything in New York.

"April 10th, 1940.

"My dearest Ruth...

"Today started out like any other day.

"But when you walked in

to my father's store...

"so beautiful, so vibrant...

"I knew my life would

forever be changed."

You are the new family

the Rabbi has told us about.

From Vienna?

Yes.

I am Hannah...

and this is my daughter, Ruth.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Sarah...

and this is my son, Ira.

Ira?

Ira?

- Good Shabbes.

- Good Shabbes.

Good Shabbes.

Good Sha...

The following days were consumed...

with plotting ways in which

I could talk to you...

now that you had found a home

in my small community.

But I wasn't the only one

seeking your attention.

This would take some more time.

He's awake, if you'd like to see him.

You have to eat something, Mr. Levinson.

It's the only way

you're going to get better.

I'm old.

I've had a heart attack...

a hip replacement...

surgery in both knees.

How much better am I going to get?

Who are you?

I came to drop this off.

How'd you get that?

From your car.

You asked me to get it for you.

Oh, you...

You pulled me out?

No, my friend Luke pulled you out...

but you asked me to go back

and get this box.

You don't remember?

Well, thank you.

Very much.

He seems to like you,

which is a first for him.

See if you can get him

to eat something, would you?

She has the coldest hands

I've ever felt.

I think she soaks them in ice water...

before she comes by.

You really should eat something.

I'm done.

Is that what Ruth would want?

How do you know about Ruth?

Did you read my letters?

What do you care?

You're done.

They're beautiful.

She was a beautiful woman.

In every way.

I can see why they

were so precious to you.

I haven't been able

to read them for years.

Even with my glasses.

Do you want me to read them to you?

But you have to eat first.

"May 25th, 1940.

"For the first time in my life...

"I was hoping the service

at the synagogue would be longer."

Excuse me.

Are you ever going to talk to me?

Excuse me?

I always see you there, lurking around.

I don't lurk.

You do lurk.

But then you never talk to me.

Am I so frightening?

No, I...

What you did to that poor rose

was unforgiveable.

You saw that?

Don't be embarrassed.

It was a lovely gesture.

Ruthie?

Want to walk me home?

What about David Stein?

He can walk my mother home.

Vienna is beautiful and so cultured.

It has more artists than Paris.

At least it did before the war.

It must have been hard for you to leave.

Yeah.

Especially for my parents.

But it would have been worse

if we had stayed.

Everyone thought we were being foolish...

that my father was overreacting.

Now we can't even

contact our relatives anymore.

Sometimes I think...

what right do I have to be happy when

there's so much suffering in the world?

I guess you could say,

what right do you have to be unhappy?

True.

For a country pumpkin,

you're quite philosophical.

What?

It's a "country bumpkin"

not a "country pumpkin."

What?

I think I prefer the way you said it.

Well.

Thank you for walking me home.

You're welcome.

It was a pleasure.

Ruth...

Do you want to go out with me sometime?

I'm free after Shabbat.

Wait. You want to go out tonight?

We're not getting any younger, Levinson.

You can wait there if you want.

"Forever yours...

"Ira."

You want me to read you another one?

But...

Could you maybe...

Could you maybe come back?

Carolina Thunder's a good draw.

Sure you can handle him?

Savannah, Georgia fans,

put your hands together...

for the one, the only, Rango!

We will move our attention down

to the Cooper Tires bucking chute...

where Evan Matthews

from Summerville, Georgia is set to go.

He is about to face a bull

that needs no introduction.

85 consecutive buck-offs...

He is going for the Gold Buckle.

That looks familiar.

Let's go to Luke Collins.

If he makes a qualified ride

on Carolina Thunder...

he will crack the top 35

and punch his ticket to Vegas!

Let's go!

He comes down too early

in a costly mistake.

A mistake that could cost him

a trip to the World Finals...

and ultimately, a World Title.

You really gotta wonder...

where this guy is mentally right now.

The incident with Rango before he rode...

- Good ride, Luke.

- ...has affected his mental focus.

Damn it!

Return of the conquering hero.

Hey, Mom.

- You want eggs?

- No.

So, how did it go?

Well, you left the ring

on your own two feet.

So, it's a victory for me.

When are you gonna

stop the bull riding, Luke?

Mom, I told you, I can't.

Really?

So you forgot about your head injury?

I'm a grown man.

I just want you to get to be an old man.

Thanks.

You're scaring the hell out of me, Luke.

- Please just give it up.

- Don't worry.

So, what's going on?

Nothing.

Nothing.

I met a girl.

- You meet girls all the time.

- No.

This one's different.

I can't stop thinking about her.

So?

She moves to New York in two months.

So, I guess that's that, right?

You soak your hand in ice water.

I do no such thing.

I'm the only person at the hospital

who still talks to you.

Am I interrupting?

I was just about to strangle him! But...

Strangle me before dinner...

so I don't have to eat

another hospital meal.

The sooner the better.

Enjoy his letters.

You look good.

Shall we?

Yeah.

"July 12th, 1941."

That was a good day.

"Dearest Ruth,

the memories of our adventure...

"are always dancing in my mind."

Seems like yesterday...

you helped me see the world

in a whole different way.

I don't know why you insist we get

all dressed up just to go to a movie.

In Vienna, everyone always dresses up.

Even just to stroll in the park.

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