The Royal Tenenbaums Page #2
Go, go, go, go, go!
Chas and their two sons,
Ari and Uzi
were also on the flight
and survived
as did their dog
who was discovered in his cage
several thousand yards
from the crash site.
Four minutes, 48 seconds.
We're all dead,
burnt to a crisp.
Over the last six months
he had become increasingly
concerned with their safety.
We left Buckley.
It doesn't matter.
Etheline became
an archaeologist
and had overseen excavations
for the Department of Housing
and the Transit Authority.
Apropos of my question
regarding l-40
slash l-9 adjustments...
um...
twice a week
with her friend and business
manager, Henry Sherman.
advantageous
for your marital status
to be legally established
as single
in light of the circumstances.
What do you mean?
I mean for tax purposes.
But I thought...
- Etheline...
- Yes?
Will you marry me?
I...
I love you, uh...
Did you already know that?
No, I didn't.
Since her separation
from her husband
she had had many suitors...
... but had not considered
a single one until this moment.
This isn't really
a tax issue, is it?
That's true, uh...
I don't know why
I put it that way.
Let me think about it, Henry.
Hello. Please tell Mr. Royal
this is the Pagoda.
Lobby.
Thank you, Dusty.
You're welcome.
Good morning, Jerry.
Hmm...
Oh, there's a call for you,
Mr. Tenenbaum.
Who is it, Frederick?
A Mr. Pagoda.
What do you got?
to be his wife.
No sh*t?
What did Ethel say?
I don't like the sound of this
one damn bit, Pagoda.
I mean... Lord knows
I've had my share
ofinfidelities
but she's still my wife.
And no damn two-bit,
chartered accountant
Hi.
Hey, Pagoda,
give us a hand, huh?
Chas?
What's going on?
We got locked out
of our apartment.
Did you call a locksmith?
Uh-huh.
Well, I don't understand.
Did you pack your bags
before you got locked out
or how did you?
It's not safe over there.
Excuse me for a moment.
What are you talking about?
The apartment.
I have to get
some new sprinklers
and a backup
security system installed.
But there are
no sprinklers here, either.
Well, we might have
to do something about that, too.
Okay.
Isn't this fun, huh?
Isn't this great?
Feels like we're camping.
When are we going home?
Huh?
Hey, look at this.
Pretty cool, huh?
# Who am I supposed to be? #
Who put that in here?
#... Look at me #
# What am I supposed to be? #
Okay.
Well, I will see you boys
in the morning.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Good night.
# Look at me #
You know what?
I think I'm going
to sleep in here with you.
That way...
...we can all be together.
# Oh, my love #
# Oh. #
What kind of side effects
can be expected?
Well, there are
a number of possibilities.
Severe nausea and dizziness
are standard.
A certain percentage of patients
may also experience seizure.
You mean, like flopping around
on the floor and everything?
In some cases.
You have a visitor, my darling.
Who is it?
It's me, sweetie.
Raleigh says you've been
spending six hours a day
locked in here,
watching television
and soaking in the tub.
I doubt that.
I don't think that's
very healthy, do you?
Nor do I think
it's very intelligent
to keep an electrical gadget
on the edge of the bathtub.
I tie it to the radiator.
Well, it can't be very good
for your eyes, anyway.
Chas came home.
What do you mean?
He and Ari and Uzi
are going to stay
with me for a little while.
Why are they allowed
to do that?
I don't know exactly
but I think he's been
very depressed.
So am I.
So are you, what?
But why is this necessary?
'Cause I'm in a rut,
and I need a change.
Hang on.
Taxi!
That cab has a dent in it.
You don't love me anymore,
do you?
I do, kind of.
Another dent here,
and another dent here.
I'll call you, okay?
Hello.
Hello?
Hello, beautiful.
Got a minute?
What are you doing here?
Uh, I need a favor.
I want to spend some time
with you and the children.
Are you crazy?
Well, wait a minute, damn it!
Stop following me.
Well, I want my family back.
Well, you can't have it.
I'm sorry for you,
but it's too late.
Well, listen...
Baby, I'm dying.
Yeah, I'm-I'm sick as a dog.
I'll be dead in six weeks.
I'm dying.
What are you talking about?
What's happening?
Oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't know.
Well, what'd they say?
What is the prognosis?
Take it easy, Ethel.
Now, hold-hold on, baby,
hold on.
Hold on, okay?
Ethel, hold on, hold on.
Where is the doctor?
Don't... Well, just...
W- Wait a second now.
Wait a second.
Okay, uh, listen,
I'm not dying...
but I need some time.
A month or so, okay?
I want us... I want us to-to...
What's wrong with you?!
Damn!
Ethel.
Are you crazy?!
Ethel, baby...
I am dying.
Are you or aren't you?
What? Dying?
Yeah.
Have you told your children?
More or less.
And are they all right?
It's hard to say.
Who's your father?
His name is Royal Tenenbaum.
You told us he was already dead.
Yeah, well, now
he's really dying.
- Ready.
- Print it.
I am very sorry, Margo.
That's okay.
We're not actually related,
anyway.
True.
I'd like to send a response,
please.
Yes, sir, go ahead.
Dear Mom:
I received your message.
I'm coming home
as soon as possible.
Who do I see about that?
The ship's porter arranged for
Richie to disembark at Halifax
and transfer
to a third-class state room
destined for
the Eastern seaboard.
His trunks would not arrive
for another 11 days.
Hey, Baumer.
Do you mind if we get
a picture with you?
Not at all.
He had made a request
for his usual escort
the one from his days
on the circuit
to meet him at the pier
by way of the Green Line bus.
Hi.
As always, she was late.
# I've been out walking #
# I don't do too much talking
these days #
# These days #
# These days I seem
to think a lot #
# About the things
that I forgot to do... #
# And other times, I... #
Stand up straight.
Let me get a look at you.
What's so funny?
Well it's nice to see you, too.
That night, Etheline found
all of her children
living together under
the same roof
for the first time in 17 years.
Where's your dad?
The next morning,
Richie woke at dawn.
He had decided birds should not
be keptin cages
and set him free.
I've missed the hell out of you,
my darlings.
Well, you know that, though,
don't you?
I hear you're dying.
So they tell me.
I'm sorry.
Well, I've had a good run.
You don't look so sick, Dad.
Thank you.
What have you got?
I've got a pretty bad case
of cancer.
How long you going to last?
Not long.
A month, a year?
About six weeks.
Let me get to the point.
The three of you and your mother
are all I've got
and I love you
more than anything.
Ho-ho!
- Ho-ho.
- Chas, let me
finish here.
Now, I've got six weeks
to set things right with you
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