The Savages Page #2
- Hold on. Hold on a second.
- You checked luggage? We're only here for a day.
- Two days and one night.
Excuse me
if I plan on changing my clothes.
Sorry. Uh, it's my sister.
- I gained some weight.
- I didn't say anything.
Kasia didn't have you pack
a button-down?
- What is this, a goddamn fashion show?
- No.
It's just, when someone dies,
people dress up.
She's moving back to Poland.
- What, you and Kasia broke up?
- Her visa expired.
S... So that's it?
Her visa expires, so... so it's over?
Well, it's either that
or we get married...
and no one's ready for that, okay?
You've been together for over three years.
You're 42 years old...
Wendy, I really don't need romantic advice
from my little sister at the moment.
Let's just take care of the situation
and stay out of each other's sh*t, okay?
I'm just trying to talk about it.
Well, we're not in therapy right now.
We're in real life.
Oh, here. I almost forgot.
Shoot. We have to sign this.
They didn't have a very big selection.
Is this okay?
"These words, we hope,
may ease your loss.
"Our prayers are with you,
our love, our thoughts.
So this is sent with some"...
Here.
Don't forget the balloon.
You must be Leonard's kids.
Uh-huh.
The hospital's just five minutes away.
And don't worry. It's nothing serious.
He's been feeling kind of faint...
and what with
the toileting incident and all...
the doctor thought a few tests
were in order.
Well, I guess...
I guess we should be going then.
- We're really sorry about your mom.
- Oh, thank you.
Uh, Jon, Wendy...
One more thing before you go.
Please sit.
I just want to say...
you know, we love Lenny.
He's been like family to us, but...
he's not really our family...
he's yours.
So...
I hope you'll be able to find
someplace nice for him.
- What do you mean?
- She means a place where he can live.
- Right. He lives here.
- That's correct.
Your father's been living off the charity
of our family for quite some time.
- Bill-
- Why would you say charity, Bill?
Doris asked my father to come live
with her as a boyfriend, not a boarder.
They were a couple.
They were together for over 20 years.
You can't just throw the man
out on the street.
He has a right to live here. Legally speaking,
it's a common law marriage at this point.
Not exactly.
Not in front of the kids, Bill.
Let's step outside.
So, was Lenny there
when this was signed?
Notarized, all legal.
It's called a non-marital agreement.
It's like a prenupt without the nap.
It says that even though
they lived together...
they have no legal obligation to each other,
that everything's separate.
And, basically, Dad has no legal right
to any of her property.
Bet you they've already
got the place listed.
Did you notice that there wasn't
one picture of us anywhere?
Are you surprised?
It's like we don't even exist.
...on your toughest stains.
How about this coffee stain on my blouse?
I'll add some things
and make it really messy.
Oxy Clean seeks out stains
and works right before your eyes.
Grass and dirt don't stand a chance
against new Oxy Clean.
It tackles grass, dirt and grease better
than ever. It gets the stains out.
It's safe on all your laundry,
because it's chlorine-free.
Wow!
and see for yourself.
It's tough on stains, safe on colors.
And Oxy Clean still works great
on carpet and upholstery.
Call now, and you'll receive
a whopping six pound...
- Where the hell have you been?
- Hi, Dad.
- Hi, Dad. How are you?
- How are you?
They had me hog-tied for two days.
We got here as soon as we could.
We came straight from the airport.
It... It's Jon and Wendy.
I know who you are.
The late ones. You're late.
You weren't here,
and this is what they do, see?
- Dad...
- You werent here, I said! Nobody!
- Jon, go get somebody.
- We weren't here 'cause we live on the East Coast.
- Remember?
- Yeah?
We haven't seen you in a long time.
We're here to help you.
So do something!
You're the doctor!
I'm gonna go get somebody.
He's not that kind of doctor, Dad.
He... He's a professor.
I thought my boy was a doctor.
Doctor of Philosophy.
PhD. Teaches college.
Medicine?
No.
Drama.
- He teaches theater.
- Like Broadway?
No, like... theater of social unrest.
Stuff like that.
He's doing a book on... on Berthold Brecht.
I'll release him
only if he promises to be good.
We can't have him get out of bed by himself.
Are you going to be good, Mr. Savage?
Are you going to be good, Dad?
You're not good, they won't let you go.
You can't keep pulling on everything.
This is for your own good.
This is your food.
We don't want him
climbing out on his own.
- He's unsteady. He can fall.
- We'll keep an eye on him.
Thank you.
Vascular dementia or multi-infarct...
usually follow one or more strokes...
but I'm not seeing
any sign of a stroke here.
But the disinhibition,
the aggression, masked facials...
with a blank stare that we had talked about
earlier, are all fairly good indicators.
- Is it like Alzheimer's?
- There are a lot of illnesses that can cause dementia.
I'm not prepared to make
a diagnosis yet, but I think...
his symptoms are much more
characteristic of Parkinson's disease.
So, w... what do we have
to look forward to?
Well, he's not a young man, so cardiac
or respiratory failure may spare him...
from the worst of it, but, uh,
tremors when the limb is at rest...
a shuffling walk, freezing up,
unable to initiate movement...
more and more loss
of motor coordination in general.
You make me feel so young
You make me feel
like spring has sprung
And every time I see you grin
I'm such a happy individual
The moment that you speak
I want to go play hide and seek
I want to go and bounce the moon
Just like a toy balloon
You and I
Are just like a couple of tots
Running across the meadow
Picking up...
Maybe Dad didn't abandon us.
Maybe he just forgot who we were.
- I'm gonna give Brian Deener a call.
- Who's that?
He's a friend of mine,
teaches in the English department.
He just put his mother
in a nursing home near campus.
Could we have some more nuts?
- Nursing home?
- Yeah. What?
- I wasn't thinking about putting him in a nursing home.
- What were you thinking?
- I don't know, but I wasn't thinking that.
- Where else is he gonna live?
I mean, really, what's the alternative?
You want to-
- You want to change Dad's diapers, wipe his ass?
- He doesn't need diapers.
- What do you think that catheter was?
- He's in the hospital.
You make me feel-
But look, even if they did
let Dad stay here...
he'd still have to have somebody take care
of him. We can't afford that.
You heard the nurse.
Dad falls. He's disoriented.
He hasn't fallen once
since we've been here.
Don't make me out to be the evil brother
who's putting away our father against your will.
All right,
we're doing this together, right?
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