What Dreams May Come
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1998
- 113 min
- 4,034 Views
[Splashing water]
'When I was young...
'I met this beautiful girl|by a lake.
Ow! Hey!
Scusi! Scusi!
Dov'e la Svizzera?
- No capisce.|- No capisce? Ou est la Suisse?
S-Switzerland?
Oh, Suisse. Yeah.
Yeah, Switzerland. Hi.|Oh, you're American?
- So are you!|- Yeah.
Keep going till you smell|money or step in chocolate.
OK...thank you.
- Watch your head. You OK?|- I'm fine.
Can I sit here?
Actually, no.
Two years ago,|I reserved this specific area.
- What if I say please?|- That's the one exception.
Oh...
Careful there.
You find Switzerland?
Ahm... I did.
I claimed it for Missouri.|Planted my flag...
and sold beads to the natives.
They had sandwiches there.|I brought you some.
I'm Ann.
Collins.
[Swiss accent] Oh, the lady|who discovered Switzerland.
I'm Chris Nielsen.
- How did you know I'd be here?|- Ahm...I didn't.
[Children laughing]
Let's make it.
You've got to eat something.
- I can get something at school.|- I know what!
- I gotta carb up, I got a game.|- And a math test.
Yeah, I'm ready.
I'm cool.
If you get me, I won't|have to wait at his game.
Sorry, I have a meeting.|Angie's gonna pick you up...
before she gets your brother.
I'll let her take the van.
I'll see|your chorus thing tomorrow.
- I thought you couldn't.|- I don't wanna miss it.
We're late, guys!|I'll pull out the van.
- Hey, ace it, OK?|- Yeah(!)
Love you.
Do you...
want his breakfast?
[Car horn]
You mother puts|healthy stuff in. Don't...
..trade it for|chips and cookies.
'It was the last time|Annie and I saw them alive.'
[Minister] When death claims|the life of our children...
..we are left with|too many questions.
How do we make sense of|the feelings we're left with?
The Gospel according to Luke,
even the First Corinthians,
tell us of the extraordinary|paradise that awaits us.
The lucky winner is...Jacobs!
Stacy Jacobs.
Hello, Stacy, I'm Dr Nielsen.
Hi.
Ah, too late.
Nice stream. He's feeling|better. He waited 10 years.
Stacy Jacobs!
What were you thinking?
It's all right.
My kid used to say,|"What's the difference?
"You weren't|looking anyway."
You like rabbits?
Yes? Then go like this.
Good.
We've given her|MRIs and... Whoa!
Wild rabbit. Watch out.
And also a CAT scan,|I believe.
Look at that. You have|more pictures than a supermodel.
- Do you ever wear glasses?|- No, she doesn't need glasses.
- Does your head hurt a lot?|- All the time.
Cup your hand, cover your nose|and mouth and breathe.
- Mrs Nielsen on four.|- That's my wife.
If you can do it longer than she|can talk, that's an achievement.
Christy, I've got a meltdown.
OK, take a breath.
Eight pieces from Germany|never arrived.
I've gotta choose replacements|the night before the opening,
re-hang them,|re-light them and I...
OK, focus.
It's our Double D-anniversary.|I'm ruining it.
- Double D, yeah.|- I'm sorry, I can't leave here.
'I'm sorry.'
Tell you what, how about this...
'That gives us three.'
And the Hollenbeck...
'and the, uh,|Hennik 16, 19 and 23...'
- and the bridge.|- But they're in Fairfield...
I don't have anybody to send.
I'll get them|and take 'em to the gallery.
Huh... You'd do that for me?
Only if you're|incredibly grateful.
That's a chance to show yours.|It's very sexy.
OK, weirdo...
I'll be home late,|but I'll be home.
I love you, Bella.
I love you, too.
Bye.
Do you like art?
My wife fixes paintings|and also makes some.
To me, paintings are the most|important things in the world...
next to your brain.
You feel better, don't you?
Migraines...
'I said, "I love you, Bella."
'I'll always remember that.
'At least I got to say it.'
[Car horns blaring]
- You all right?|- I think so.
I'm a doctor.
Don't move.
[Man] Chris?
Hm?
[Man] Do you know|what's happened?
[Chris] I had a bad piece|of fish before bed.
Who are you? A doc?
Are you operating on me?
[Monitors beep]
Who are you?
Why can't I see you?|[Beeping increases]
[Dog barks]
[Chris]|Ginger, you see me?
[Man] She does.|Dogs are different.
Can you see me now?
[Chris]|Why are you so blurred?
I'll get clearer. Confused|how you got home so fast?
[Chris] Dreams don't deal|in time. Time doesn't count.
You've died, Chris.
Doc, if I were dead,|would I need you to tell me?
I guess you do.|Everyone's different.
I wish everybody would go home.
[Chris] Why do I see everyone?|Everybody but...
[Doc] You don't wanna see me.|You don't wanna be dead.
[Annie]|The kids were so young.
[Doc] You want to|remember your kids.
When they were still alive.
When she goes to the hospital,|I'm going too.
Marie... Katie's not...
Katie's not going there|to get better.
Sugar?
They're gonna give her a shot
- and she'll fall asleep.|- You're going to kill my dog?
I'm going to help her die, yes.
Honey, she hurts very...
..badly and nothing can help|her. I'm going to stop that,
- because I love her.|- You're killing my dog.
You get angry.
Death does that.
What'll happen to her?
Um... She'll go where we all go.
And how can that be bad?
[Ian] Come on, Dad!
Oh, my leg!
Thanks for not listening to Mom.
- About what?|- Just coming out here.
This whole day. She didn't want|us doing this, because of...
grades and stuff.
Your mother and I talked.
We always listen to each other.
So, I mean,|what'd you talk about?
About taking you|out of Head-Royce.
The school is wrong for you.
[Minister]|While this is a time...
[Minister]|While this is a time...
[Chris] Where are we now?
[Doc] Maybe you won't want|to stay. This is your funeral.
What am I on? You're real fuzzy.
[Doc] At least you're willing|to see yourself.
You're losing your fear.
Fear?
[Doc] That you disappeared.
You didn't. You only died.
A woman...who lost her children|just four years ago.
Every day in the Lord's Prayer.
Celia...come on. Whoa.
Shhhhh...
This one is a present...for me.
It's our Double D-anniversary.
Kind of our special day.
It's her version of our place.
- Your place?|- Where we first met.
Where we were|going to retire, I guess.
Live out our lives.|Be old farts together.
Right there.
That's our dream house.
That one's me, I guess.
The blurry one is Annie.|Looks a little familiar, Doc.
[Laughs]
The funeral is over. Why is|this going on past the funeral?.
[Annie] 'Dear Diary,
'I'm writing because|my shrink is crazier than me.
'He thinks you're therapy.
'If two babies can|hammer me into a psycho ward,
'what'll I do with this?
'He's so stupid.
'He thinks he pulled me|through the breakdown
'when it was only Christy.
'Always. Only Chris.'
Jesus...
'I was looking through|his postcards.
'Paintings were his obsession.
'He used art to love me,|to help me.
'To keep us always together.
I'm here, babe.
I still exist.
You're thinking of me.
Keep thinking of me.
Come on, with me.
You were always with me.
The people who finished each|other's sentences. Remember us?
I still exist.
I still exist!
(I still exist.)
Just write it down.
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