Grand Canyon Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Grand Canyon Script






You know your problem? You're always

talking about X but thinking about Y.



You've gotta learn to talk about Y.

Forget about X. X is gonna take care of itself.



- What are you talking about?

- Just hear yourself.



Listen to what you're saying under what you

think you're saying: Control, control, control.



When are you gonna realise nothing

can be controlled? We live in chaos.



It's the central issue in everyone's life.



Mack, look around you. Everyone in

this parking lot is struggling for control.



And you know what it is they're trying

to control, each and every one of 'em?



Fear. They're trying to control their fear.



- Thanks for the game, Davis.

- You're my best friend. Let's talk tomorrow.



- Good night, Mack.

- Good night, Vanessa.



I have more to say about this.



Why is it, when someone's

successful in one field...



- ...they think they know about everything?

- Drive carefully.






(car horns)



(# "Lawyers, Guns and Money"

by Warren Zevon on radio)



# I went home with the waitress



# The way I always do



# How was I to know



# She was with the Russians, too?



# I was gambling in Havana



# I took a little risk



# Send lawyers, guns and money



# Dad, get me out of this



# I'm the innocent bystander



(switches radio off)



(yelling nearby)



... to be heard on this subject.



Missiles can accomplish at a cheaper price...



... and with greater accuracy

and fewer casualties...



... the mission that a pilot was supposed

to carry out, and did in previous wars.



And the air force is very resistant to change.



Dad should be home soon.

The game just ended.



- I thought you were studying for your exam.

- I was. I had the game on the radio.



Oh, can you pick me up tomorrow at...  .  ?



 .   behind the school? I thought

you were gonna get a ride occasionally.



I try. It's just really hard to arrange

to leave at exactly the same time as someone.



It's just really hard for me to arrange

my afternoon around picking you up.



- I'm working at the senior centre tomorrow.

- If you can't do it, I can try to find a ride.



It's kinda late, but...



Thanks. Mom, I think

you need to get organised.



(# rap music)



# And I'm hidin' in Honduras



# Desperate man



# Send lawyers, guns and money




# The shit has hit the fan









(car horn)



All right, all right!



(car fails to start)



God. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!



- Operator    . What city, please?

- Yeah. I need road service for...



- ...I don't know, let's say Inglewood.

- (static)



Hello? God.






Yeah, Buckingham.



But remember, it's about

a half a mile... west, I guess, of there.



Stay close to your vehicle, sir.

It should be a   -minute wait.



I understand but, see, if it takes that long,

I might be, like, dead.



Should I call the police? Can they help?



The police?



No, nothing's happened. Just get

the truck here as fast as you can.



Will do, sir.



(# rap music)



Mayday, Mayday. We're going down.



(car stops)



- Hey, man, you need some help here?

- Nice car. This one of them new Jap cars?



- Yeah.

- Yeah, you need some help...



...or yeah, this is a Jap car?



Thanks, no. I've already called

for the tow truck and the police.



You called the police? What?



On that phone there

you called all those people?



Who else you call, your mama?



- He been busy, man.

- I see.



You know, this is a nice car, mister.

I could use me a car with a phone in it.



Maybe you want us to gi' you a ride.

You want ajump-start?



Yeah, man. How about ajump-start?






He nervous, y'all.

What you so nervous about, man?



Maybe he carryin', Jim.

Maybe he scared we gonna bust him.



Bust his ass.



Leave that man alone!



OK, Grandma. Whatever, baby.



Why don't you get outta the car, mister?



You want me to have Jimmy

take you outta there?



Or how about this? Do you ever

wanna get outta that car again?



What do you want?

You want my wallet? You want my watch?



- It's a shitty watch. You're welcome to it.

- What I want is you get outta the car.



- Come on! Let's get this shit over with!

- Now, motherfucker.



- Which one of you called for the truck?

- Me. That was me.



This is it. Itjust sorta died on me here.



I'm the one that called.



- Well, I guess it was you, huh?

- Yeah.



Hey, man, we was doin' fine here.



- Is it the battery?

- Huh?



Were you stopped

and it wouldn't start again?



No, no. Itjust died on me.



We're gonna have to take it in.



- You dissin' me, man?

- You bet he is. You're sayin' it now.



- That's right. That's what he's doin'.

- Is that right? You dissin' me?



No, I'm not. Nothin' like it.



I'm doin' ajob here, fella.

This is how I make my living.



I just ride out there and do the job.



I want it to go as smooth as it can be.



I don't like it to be any harder

than it already is.



You wanna make sure you're in neutral

and the parking brake is off?



That's bullshit, man. He talkin' bullshit.



Yeah, man, what's goin' down?

This is fucked up.



Get in the truck. You'll ride up with me.



- Are you the one I'm talkin' to?

- Hey, we all decide what goes down.



- So don't fly that shit.

- Yeah, man, fuck you!



Am I talkin' to the right man?



That's what I thought.



Look, I gotta ask you a favour.



I gotta ask you to let me go my way here.



Now, this truck is my responsibility.



Now the car's hooked up to it,

I'm responsible for that, too.



Any shit comes down now, it's my ass.

You follow me?



Do you think I'm stupid? Just answer me

that first and then we can talk.



I don't know nothin' about you,

you don't know nothin' about me.



I don't know if you're stupid

or some kinda genius.



But I do know this: I gotta get outta here

and you got the gun.



So I'm askin' you a favour

for the second time.



Let me go my way here.



I'm gonna grant you that favour.



And I'm gonna expect you

to remember this if we ever meet again.



- Yeah.

- But first...


            gotta answer one more thing for me,

and you gotta tell me the truth.



Are you askin' me a favour

as a sign of respect...



...or are you askin' me a favour

cos I got the gun?



Man, the world ain't supposed

to work like this.



I mean, maybe you don't know that,

but this ain't the way it's supposed to be.



I'm supposed to be able to do my job

without asking you if I can.



That dude is supposed to be able to wait

with his car without you rippin' him off.



Everything's supposed to be

different than what it is.



So what's your answer?



You don't have the gun,

we ain't havin' this conversation.



That's what I thought. No gun, no respect.



That's why I always got the gun.



(# rap music)






You saved my ass.



We both got lucky.

It could have gone different.



What's goin' on in the world?



This neighbourhood has gone to shit.



This country has gone to shit.



My sister and her kids live near here.






Hey, listen, nobody's really interested

about your little motor trip.



We're talking about my upcoming surgery.

So, now, where was I?



- So you gonna see the Grand Canyon?

- Don't miss Yosemite.



If you go to the alligator farm outside

Tallahassee, tell lvar Woody says hey.



Hey, Ma.



- Hey, baby. How you doin'?

- I'm all right.



- (mother) What time is it?

-   .  .



- What's up?

- What's up?



Kelley's gonna be

in the Girl Scouts next year.






I have to get her a uniform.



I'm goin' to bed.



- Sleep tight, baby.

- Goodnight, Ma.



(TVin background)



... far-fetched. There was more slow time

than showtime this season.



The Lakers were simply out of sync.



But a stifling defence

and the return of the running game...



... has catapulted LA back into

serious contention now in the West.



They're now just a game and a half

back from the Blazers.



The Magic came out hot, as they were putting

up everything. Dennis Scott hit six straight.



Dunleavy wanted a time-out.

His team was down by ten.



Here's Earvin Johnson missing the lay-up.

Divac can't jam it back. Magic breaking out.



This is Sam Vincent of Orlando.

Three on one. The Iceman.



Jerry Reynolds stuffing over Teagle.

Matt Guokas has done a great job.



(phone rings)



- Hello?

- Hello?



- Hi, guys.

- Mack. What's wrong?



- Nothing, I'm fine. The car died on me.

- (son) Where?



- Down near the Forum.

- Oh, shit.



- Roberto.

- On Manchester?



No, no. Like an idiot, I took a short cut

and got all turned around.



- You've never been where I broke down.

- (Roberto) Shit! Are you outta there now?



- Yeah, I'm at a gas station.

- (wife) Good.



You're lucky you got out with your life.



- Roberto, could I talk?

- See you tomorrow, Dad.



Good night, pal.



- Do you want me to come and get you?

- No. If they don't finish it, I'll take a cab.



I'll tell you all about my adventure

in the morning.



Adventure? Mack, what happened?

Are you all right?



I'm fine. Go to bed, honey.



- I love you.

- Love you, too.









You can go swimmin' in the ocean every day

and be perfectly cool, you know.



Then one day, just one particular day,

you bump into the big shark.



The big shark don't hate you.

He's got no feelin' for you at all.



You look like food to him.

You don't hate a hamburger, do you?






Those boys back there,

they got nothin' to lose.



If you just happen to be swimmin' along

and bump into 'em, well...



It might not be worth worryin' about.

It's like bein' in a plane crash.



Well, that's comforting.

I'm glad you brought that up.



There just seems to be

so many ways to buy it.



Particularly in this city.



I'm amazed at the end of each day

that anybody's alive.



Then other days I think

maybe people aren't so fragile.



Things have always been kind of brutal,

and people just keep on going.



You ever been to the Grand Canyon?



- I always meant to go.

- I was there.



- Only takes about nine hours from here.

- I know. We were planning to take my boy.



- How old is he?

-   .



  ? Probably won't wanna go with you now.



Probably go with his friends and

his chick now. You've missed that boat.



- What's his name?

- Roberto.



- Roberto.

- After Roberto Clemente.



No shit?



Man, get yourself to the Grand Canyon.



- Beautiful, huh?

- It's pretty, all right.



But that's not the thing of it.

You can sit right on the edge of it. I did that.



I did everything. I went down in it,

I stayed overnight there.



But the thing that got me was sitting

on the edge of that big old thing.



Those rocks. Man,

those cliffs and rocks, they're so old.



It took so long for that thing to get

to look like that. And it ain't done, either.



It happens right while

you're sitting there watchin' it.



It's happenin' right now while

we're sitting here in this ugly town.



When you sit on the edge of that thing,

you just realise what ajoke we people are.



What big heads we got, thinkin' that

what we do is gonna matter all that much.



Thinkin' our time here

means diddly to those rocks.



It's a split second we've been here,

the whole lot of us.



And one of us? That's a piece of time

too small to get a name.



- You trying to cheer me up?

- Yeah.



Those rocks were laughing at me, I could tell.



Me and my worries. It was

real humorous to that Grand Canyon.



You know what I felt like? I felt like

a gnat that lands on the ass of a cow...



...that's chewing its cud next to the road

that you ride by on at    miles an hour.



- That's small.

- Yeah. It's small.



My name is Mack.






I said left! I told you left!



- You scum-sucking pig!

- Sorry, mister. I must've heard you wrong.



Get outta there, you piece of shit!



I told you not to move!



- Where's the shot?

- What shot?



- You took out the shot.

- Which shot is that?



The money shot. The bus driver's head.



The brains-on-the-window shot.

The viscera-on-the-visor shot.



- We thought we'd show it to you without...

- Put it back. Don't show me anything.



You don't need it.

You're not even giving it a chance.



How's the rear-view-mirror gag

supposed to work without it?



Am I the only one here

who respects the writing?



I gotta help these kids on the bus.



Right, the counsellor in training.



When I get back from camp, I'm gonna

practise driving every time we get in the car.



That gives me a month to relax.



- Have a great time, pal.

- You, too.



- I'll write a lot.

- Yeah.



   seconds to tell me

all the mother stuff one more time.



Sunscreen, hat, allergy pills,

summer reading, floss.



Watch out for poison oak, Lyme ticks...



...bears, dragons... pestilence.



Just be careful, OK?

Write if you need anything.



Mom, I'm going to camp, not the army.



- I love you, sweetheart.

- Me, too.



Be happy.



# He's leaving home, bye-bye



- I gotta go. You OK?

- Mm-hm.



- OK. Call you later.

- OK.



- OK, Robby. You ready for an adventure?

- Mm-hm.



We're gonna figure this town out,

you and me. Here we go.



- You ride shotgun.

- OK, Mommy.



- Hey.

- Fuck! You scared the shit out of me.



- The Rolex.

- What? The car? You want it? You got it.



(car alarm)



Asshole. I told you I wanted the watch.



- The bleeding's under control.

- Just barely.



- What have we got here?

- Gunshot wound to the thigh.



Bone, muscle and arterial damage.



- Is he conscious?

- In and out. Looks like he's coming out now.



Severed the sartorius muscle, the anterior

gracilis and partial trauma to the rectus.



Femoral artery?



Jesus, what a mess.

Did the femurjust shatter?



See if it's even possible to save the leg here.



(baby crying)



(baby crying)



You have a soapy head. You do.



What's that?



Yes, I know, I know. OK.



There we go. Right here

where you can see everything.



Yum, yum, yum, yum.






Where's that toe?



Here it is. Look at this.



This is gonna look

very good on you, I can tell.



I know. Come here.



Upsy-daisy-doo. OK.



- Who's up?

- Mrs Flores and her three sons.



- Then what?

- At  .   Mr Duk.



- Mr Duck?

- Mr Duk.



Mr Daffy Duk?



You're awful.



That's why I can't stand you.



(phone rings)



- (whispers) Hello?

- (Mack) Honey?



- Hi, Mack.

- How you doin'?



- (whispers) Good. I'm having a good day.

- Why are you whispering?



Am I whispering? I guess I'm feeling quiet.

I'm sitting out back.



- I talked to Davis.

- How is he doing?



Terrible. Apparently the bullet

just tore the shit out of everything.



It's gonna take a long time to recover,

and then he may have a limp.



- That's awful.

- I can barely hear you, honey.



- I said that's awful.

- Yeah.



- Listen, do you still wanna go out tonight?

- No, we can't. I don't feel like it.



- I'll make something here.

- I like the sound of that. I gotta go.



- Mack, don't work late.

- I won't.



Bye, baby.



Surprise, surprise.



Yes, yes.



How's my girl doing today?



Why aren't you...



...out on a date, beauty?



What's with school?



- So?

- Mm?



- Come on, don't give me a hard time.

- Dee, no one knows less about men than me.



You do all right.



OK, let me ask you one question first.

Do you like yourjob?



- I know what you're gonna say.

- You can kiss it goodbye.



It never fails. I absolutely guarantee you

the thing ends with you losing yourjob.



And not because you're the missis now,

livin' in the big house.



I don't think that. I wouldn't even want that.

Give me a little credit, will you?



One thing I think is so great about him

is how devoted he is to his wife and kid.



You are so full of shit, you know that?



You may not even know, but you really are.



You're sayin' what they all say at first.



I've seen it many times, honey.



If he is so devoted to his wife,

what's he doin' messin' around with you?



- He hasn't done anything.

- You told me you were holding hands today.



Big deal. I shouldn't even have told you.



You gotta tell somebody that shit.

That's how you know it's happening.



Otherwise it's too goddamn lonely.



We must be going about

this whole thing wrong or something.



- What thing?

- The love thing.



The touch thing.



Where there's somebody to touch you,

real nice and gentle.



- It doesn't have to be that gentle.

- Whatever.



Jane, do you ever feel

like you're just this far...



...from being completely

hysterical    hours a day?



Half the people I know feel that way.



The lucky ones feel that way.



The rest of the people

are hysterical    hours a day.



- Claire, I'm here.

- Hi, Mack.



You forgot to bring in the mail.

There's something here from Carol.



Mack, come on up here.

I wanna show you something.



Is something wrong?



- Whose is it?

- She's beautiful, isn't she?



Is that the Wilson kid?



- Who?

- I don't know.



- What do you mean?

- I don't know who the parents are.



Come on, Claire. Don't make me guess.

Where did it come from?



So? What's the story?



I found her. I was jogging, and I heard this

crying, and I looked under these bushes...



- Wait. Where was this?

- On Carmelina, just around the corner.



I looked under the bushes and there she was.



- When was this?

- This morning.



- This morning? What time?

- Around  .   I guess.



- What did the police say?

- Mm?



My guess is the police did not say "Mm?"



So I guess my next guess is

you haven't called the police.



Claire, it's possible this baby was kidnapped

and someone's been looking for it all day.



I don't think so. I could tell. But I listened

to the news. There wasn't a thing about it.



They may not have announced it, or

they're waiting to hear from the kidnappers.



This baby wasn't kidnapped,

I can tell you that, Mack.



This baby was deserted by its mother

and it's going to need a new one.






- Are you OK?

- I'm fine.



You do know that we have

to call the police right now?



Of course, Mack. I haven't

taken leave of my senses.



I just wanted you to see her,

so I waited till you got home, that's all.



She's so beautiful.



I just wanted you to see her.



I told you that baby wasn't kidnapped.



I said "Mister, there's no way this vehicle

is worth as much as you gonna pay to tow it."



But he didn't care. He tells me

"It got sentimental value!"



What's so funny about that? Maybe it did.



- Yeah, maybe he got his first piece in there.

- Otis, watch your mouth.



- What did he say, Mama?

- Nothin', baby. Just bring me that meat loaf.



Also, this was the car he was sittin' in

the first time he was ever shot.



Man! He had some good times in there!



Are we gonna play Roundy-Roundy,

Uncle Simon?



- Uh-uh. Time for bed, little girl.

- One game. Come on, Mama.



You said we could play one game.



(Simon) One game, Mama, please.



In your pyjamas, teeth brushed. Go on.



Get ready to get whipped, home.



Don't you wanna stay home

and be with your uncle?



I gotta go out. I gotta meet some people.

Take it slow, Simon.



- From the shoulders! You still got it!

- I ain't over yet, baby.



Be back soon, Ma.






Anybody come from the shoulders any more,

huh? Anybody got the hands, huh?



Man, I wish. Seem like

every time you turn around...



...some sucker's comin' from the pocket...

and he's strapped.



You know, I never laid any shit on you, did I?



I love you, Otis. And I love my sister.



I don't want her to have any more pain

than she's already had.



You know, she's suffering here

every night till you come home.



We don't even get into that no more. When

we're together, we try and have it be good.



If we ain't talkin' about it, why you gotta

talk about it? It ain't gonna change nothin'.



You sure? Maybe we can figure out...

something together.



What, man? You gonna figure out somethin'

that nobody else around here thought of?



- Later, Simon.

- Hey. Hey.



Plenty have gotten out, Otis.



- I don't want out.

- Bullshit.



Without my set, I'm nothin'.

They care about me, man.



Hey, you wanna be

gangbanging when you're   ?






I'll never live to be   .



I gotta roll.



I'll call you Friday.



Drive safely.












Well, look who's up and at 'em. Somebody

leave your curtains open last night?



I asked them to. I wanted to see this.



City of the angels.



I have seen the light.



Mazel tov.



I'll be right back.



Hi, Jackson.



Let me see that elbow. Go on, just one look.



I wanna see if it's as good as my knee.



This is just a scrape, man. Shit, my knee

was a real mess. This thing is just half-bad.



Did Adam push you?



Should we talk to him?



- How come?

- He's an asshole.



Maybe, but... we could discuss it.



You havin' a bad day?



Did you get a letter from your mom today?



Did she say she missed you?



Oh, man. My mom used to do that.

Made me nuts.



They love you so much, they don't even know

it's gonna make you feel terrible.



I missed my mom so much

the first year I came here.



And then when she wrote me and said

she missed me... I felt so lonely.



Is that how you feel?



Well, you got me.



(Mack) "Just don't tell him." So Harlan

told him anyway. What else would Harlan do?



The only way he wouldn't have told him

is if I had told him to tell him.



I don't think I can talk

about Harlan again tonight.



I've been begging you to get away

from him for eight years.



What, so I can go start

a new immigration practice on my own?



The night when I thought those boys

were gonna kill me, I realised...



...I hate fucking immigration law.



No, you don't. You like it

and you're good at it.



What you hate is being partners

with an asshole like Harlan.



- We don't have to talk about this.

- Maybe you hate some other part of your life.



What? What did you say?



When a person thinks they're about to die,

nothing looks like it was worth their time.



- That's not what you were gonna say.

- Then I guess I don't have to say anything.



Look, Mack, I don't even know what

I'm gonna say from one second to the next.



The world doesn't make any sense to me

any more. What's going on?



There are babies lying around in the streets.

There are people living in boxes.



There are people ready to shoot you

if you look at them.



And we're getting used to it.



The world is so nuts, it makes me wonder

about all the choices that we've made.



- Jesus Christ.

- What?



Oh, shit!



Let's see what you... Wow.



Agh! Damn! That smarts!



- Hold it up. Apply pressure.

- Pressure, pressure.



- The hospital are gonna have to sew that up.

- No. Really? I don't think it's that bad.



Here. Let's see. Take it off.



Oh, God.



- Look at this.

- Under the water.



- See what happens when you yell at me?

- Never again, baby.



Maybe next time you'll be a little more

understanding when I bitch about my life.



Ow, ow, ow! Here. Let me, let me.



I'm gonna get my purse.

I'm gonna take you to St John's.



- You better sit down for a second.

- I don't think I need to get this sewn up.



Mack, are you afraid of a few stitches?



I'm not afraid of anything.

I just think we oughta discuss this.



You're kidding, right?



What, are you going into shock?



I just hate seeing my blood spill

out of me like that. Does everybody...






Big one. Let's get outta here. Run!



(Claire) Aren't we supposed to...?



(Mack) I don't care!



- I'm sorry. I'm never complaining again.

- Bullshit.



- No, no. I swear.

- You'll forget about all this tomorrow.



Did you feel that? I think

there's an aftershock coming.



Sally! Did your chandelier fall down again?



- No.

- Oh, good!



(woman) Claire! Claire!



- What's the matter?

- Claire!



It's Byron. I don't know what's wrong

with him. I dialled    . The line's busy.



- I don't know what's happening.

- It's gonna be OK. We'll be right there.



- He's bleeding!

- No, he's not. That's Mack.



(Claire) Come on, come on, come on.



Yes. I need an ambulance right way.







Yes. Yes.



Male.   .



Heart attack maybe.



(Simon) Hey, Mack!






Over here! Come on!



Give me a flyby!






(baby crying)



(distant voice)



(baby screaming)



(baby gurgling)



(baby crying)



(flies buzzing)






Mack, wake up.



So, now, tell me that again.

You have the baby at home now?



- Mack, that's wonderful.

- No, that's not what I said.



- I said Claire wants to adopt the baby.

- Claire is so great.



So what's the problem? You're not allowed

to just keep every baby you find.



- Aren't there laws about that kind of thing?

- There is a process you can go through.



And Claire has already

started collecting the forms.



She is the most self-actualised

person I ever met.



She is this week.



- Home sweet home.

- Mr Davis.



Hiya, Leonard. Good to see ya.

All right, just toss me in.



- Just roll me back and just flip me in.

- I'm gonna go check the car, OK, sweetie?



See you back at the house, OK, Tony?



Mabel, I am never gonna

forget the times we had.



- As you know, my name is Esther.

- My mother's name was Esther...



...and since you have been kinder than my

mother was, I have given you a better name.



When I think of the experience that changed

my life, I will think appreciatively of you.



You are very kind. Remember,

if you start to feel some pressure in there...


           's time to get the pus drained.



I love it when you talk that way

about the pus!



Don't you have a favourite charity

to give this to? A favourite child?



A favourite horse?

This is very unusual for me.



- I'm notoriously cheap. Ask anyone.

- (Mack) It's true.



- Goodbye, Davis.

- OK, a hug. Come on, a hug, a hug.



- OK.

- There we go. OK.



- So long. Bye.

- Take it easy.



(Davis) Leonard, get me outta here.



So, tell me about this life change.



It's not a life change.

I had some kind of vision...



...some insight,

but I don't wanna talk about it.



- Tell him. He's your best friend.

- We're talking about his new baby.



Besides, if you talk about stuff,

maybe that takes the place of doing it.



- That's never been one of your big problems.

- No kidding.



So... Claire wants this baby,

but you're not too high on the idea.



And it's not that you don't like kids.



Roberto's maybe the best thing that ever

happened in your life. But he's    now.



He's pretty much done with you.

He'll be moving out.



You thought you'd get back to the freedom

you had back when you were first married.



Fact is, you feel

you're getting old way too fast.



The last thing you had in mind

was a new family...



...with all the whining and the diapers

and the attendant baby baggage.



Why start all that shit again when you wonder

if you did the right thing the first time?



Davis! You're awful!



This is so much more time-efficient

than a regular conversation.



Since you're obsessed with what's going

down and why you're going with it...



...what shape are you in to take on some

new baby who came from God knows where...



...and has God knows what kind of

health and emotional problems?



And never asked to be taken in anyway.



On the other hand...



Hey, baby, what's the matter?



While we got a moment, maybe you can

explain something to me I never understood.



What is the theory

on this handkerchief thing?



You blow your nose in it,

you put it back in your pocket...



...and then you see someone distressed and

you give them this gift from your pocket?



And they're supposed to be grateful

as they wipe it all over their face?



If I tell you, you're gonna think it's about you.



But it's not about you at all, but you won't

believe it and you'll get all defensive.



Hey, if you don't wanna talk about it,

don't force yourself.



It's just that I wanna have children.



And I don't care how rotten the world is.

But I'm so far from being able to have them.



I'm involved with you.

You're not gonna have kids with me.



We're not even gonna get married.

So I can't even start to try to have 'em.



I gotta break up with you

and find someone I can stand to be with.



Even then, I don't know

how easy it's gonna be.



I might have trouble getting pregnant,

after everything I've done to my body.



Maybe I should just hop out up here.

I can call a cab.



Why, Mack? You're my friend too, aren't you?



Hey, hey.



Who says we're never gonna

get married and have kids?



Uh-uh. Come on, baby.






Hey, how you doin'?



I don't know if you remember me.



Oh. Hey, man, sure.



- Mack, right?

- Right.



I didn't recognise you at first. Yeah.



I called and they said

you'd be getting in about now.



I wanted to thank you again

for the other night.



You did already.



Look, can I buy you breakfast

somewhere or something?



Sure. Just a minute.



- (Simon) You play basketball?

- I played in high school. I was sixth man.



Me too. Sixth man until my senior year,

and then I started.



- No kidding? Centre or forward?

- Forward. I wasn't big enough for centre.



- Must have been some team.

- We had Oscar Benson on that team.



No shit. You must be pretty good.



I wasn't playin' the same game

that Oscar was playing.



The other night... I don't know if you were in

danger, except for maybe losing your wallet.



I didn't save your life, so you shouldn't be

thinking you have to say something to me.



One morning, about three years ago,

I was on my way to a meeting...


            the Mutual Benefit building

on Wilshire, in the Miracle Mile.



I love that name - the Miracle Mile.



It's the building across the street

from the county art museum.



I was thinking about the meeting I was

going to. I was worried about it, actually.



I started to step off the kerb.



A stranger grabbed me and yanked me back

as a city bus went flying by my nose.



I mean, it just filled up the world

six inches from my nose.



I would have been like

a wet bug stain on the bus.



I wouldn't have even felt it,

it would have been over so fast.



I thanked this stranger,

this woman in a baseball cap...



... but I was pretty much in a daze.



When I thanked her, she said "My pleasure."



I didn't notice till the last moment that

the cap was from the Pittsburgh Pirates...


            favourite team since I was a kid.

- Roberto Clemente, huh?



Right. I never got over the idea that

I should have thanked that woman more...



...talked to her a while, something.



She reached out and yanked me back

from the edge, literally.



Changed everything for me,

and for my wife and my son...



...and then she just wandered off

down the Miracle Mile.



How come she was wearing a Pirates cap?



It's not usual at  am on Wilshire Boulevard,

a woman in a Pittsburgh Pirates cap.



- It's a little suspicious.

- You lost me.



I just wondered, later on...



...was she for real, you know?



Was that a real person or was that something

else, you know, sent from somewhere else...


            grab me back from that kerb?



Is that what you're wondering about me?



I just... couldn't let it happen again.



I didn't wannajust let you drift away

like she did and never talk to you. Itjust...



...didn't seem right to let it happen twice.

So that's why I'm bothering you.



You're not bothering me.

You're buying me breakfast.






You got a right to try to figure out

what confuses you...



...but seems like you're making

more of this than it is.



The world's a hard place,

but sometimes you just get lucky.



- I believe in luck.

- And, of course, sometimes you don't.



If you're alive, some terrible shit's

gonna happen to you...



...and maybe some good things too,

but you can always count on the terrible.



If it doesn't kill you, you're gonna be around

to see it come down some other way.



Thank you, honey.



No. No, thanks.



My... father died last year.



   years old.



It's a long time for a black man

to live in this town.



He outlived everyone he ever knew. He saw

two wives die and three of his children.



He had a great ugly old face that looked like

a suitcase gone a million miles...



...all beat up and dented

and scuffed and stained.



Man, he looked like

he walked    years on that face.



When I used to look at that face

and see all the pain there...



...all the things he'd lost, all the hurt he had...



...I wondered why he wanted to go on,

why he just didn't lay down and give it up.



- Did you figure it out?

- No. Never figured out much about that guy.



- I asked him, though.

- What'd he say?






- Does your sister have ajob?

- She's a cashier at Jon's.



Lets her work her hours

around her little girl's school.



- Would they let her transfer to another store?

- I don't know. Why?



- I was just wondering about something.

- What's that?



Ltjust seems like an impossible situation.



You can't live your life thinking someone's

gonna shoot up your house at any moment.



A lot of people do.



You know, I know this guy who's got

an apartment house in Canoga Park.



I might be able to get her something

out there at a very reasonable price.



Hey, listen, Mack, thanks,

but I'm not so sure it's a good idea.



OK. I'm not gonna push it

if you're not comfortable.



Maybe you wanna think about it.

You don't have to decide now.



- Yeah, maybe.

- OK.



- You got my number.

- Yeah.









What is it, exactly?

I wanna know for two reasons.



I wanna know if it's what I think it is...



...and I wanna make sure I haven't offended

you, cos that's the last thing I wanted to do.



Man, you are a piece of work.



I know. It's just... sometimes I let stuff go

and then I wonder about it later on.



OK, here it is. I guess I think it's hard...



...maybe even dangerous, reaching in and

mucking around with other people's lives.



Sometimes there's a reason

they're doin' what they're doin'.



That's a tough one. You don't wanna

fuck with things you shouldn't...



...but you don't always

wanna turn away, either.



Is that what you thought it was?



Yeah, that and... you know...



...the white guy...



You white?



How 'bout Canoga Park?

That's pretty white, ain't it?



No, not really. Think about it. I'll see you.


            try and understand just what exactly

had been delivered unto me...


            the cost of flesh and bone

and precious blood...



...what message was being delivered to me...


            a.  -calibre envelope for me

to open and read and understand.



And this problem, this difficulty

I was having in understanding...


            grew on me like a fever.



It buzzed around my brain

till I could no longer sleep...



...or eat or think about anything else.



It was as painful and real...


            the physical wound

I could see in my thigh.



- What?

- Nothing. Go on. I want to hear this.



I had a feeling that you, more than anyone,

would have a problem taking me seriously.



Please, go on. I am taking you seriously.

I'm sorry for whatever you think you saw.



I will go on, but first

tell me what made you smile.



- "Unto."

- What?



You said "delivered unto" you. I'm sorry.



That is purposeful, my sweet.

We're talking about a religious experience.



I might say "doth" or "thou" or a lot of things.



Please, Davis, go on.

The suspense is killing me.



At the end of this long, torturous night...


            head pounding in syncopation

to my throbbing wound...



...there came a glorious, delicate dawn.



And I knew... I knew

I can't make those movies any more.



I can't make another piece of art that glorifies

violence and bloodshed and brutality.



I can't contribute another stone...


            this landslide of dehumanising rage...



...that has swept across

this country like a pestilence.



That's a mixed metaphor, isn't it? Anyway...



I'm done, kaput, fini.



No more exploding bodies,

exploding buildings, exploding anything.



No more shit.



Davis, that's wonderful.

You know how I feel about it.



- I think I've always been frank with you.

- To say the least.



- You'll never have to say another word.

- I applaud you.



- Have you told the studio yet?

- Fuck the studio.



- Have you told your business manager yet?

- Fuck 'em.



You said all along there's a fortune

to be made in stories about life.



The life force, the creation of life,

the very instinct for living.



Besides, I don't give a shit about money.



I made more money this year

than my father made in his entire life.



At the rate I'm going,

I'm not gonna run out of money for...



...well,    months, anyway.



I'm gonna make the world a better place

for your new bambina.



What's happening?



What's happening? Well, let's see.



We're filling out forms,

we're being evaluated...



...we're becoming official foster parents,

which would be the first step.






We're arguing, we're talking, we're...



...flirting with marital disaster.



Mack and I are both being...



...passionately, unshakeably

devoted to our own position.



Claire, may I be very, very frank with you?



Is it possible this has come up

because Roberto's about to move on...



...and you are coincidentally

approaching a certain age?



As opposed to what? As opposed to being

wildly in love with this particular baby...



...which I had in my house for nine hours?



Of course that's why this has come up, Davis.



It's not that simple... but yes.



But is that rational?



- Rational?

- Reasonable, feasible, for you and Mack?






I guess I'd have to say...



...I don't really care.



And it's in Canoga Park, you know.



A nice little apartment complex, he says.

He owns it, his associate.



- It'd be real reasonable with the rent.

- Canoga Park?



Simon, that's where

the white people live, isn't it?



Yeah, right.



- Hi.

- Hi.



- Hi.

- Hi.



- Do you know Jane?

- No.



- This is Mack.

- Hi, Mack.



- Hi, Jane.

- (Dee) You wanna sit down?



Thanks, I... got something

I should do upstairs.



- I'm having one of those days.

- (Jane) Which kind?



I keep drifting. I can't seem

to carry through on anything.



Like I'll say I have to go upstairs,

but I don't really want to, so... I don't go.



- Have a seat.

- Thanks.



At the same time I'm feeling very... free,

like I've got a little buzz on or something.



Does that happen to you?



- It doesn't happen to me as much as I'd like.

- It's very pleasant.



What brought it on? Maybe I'll try it.



I got up really early this morning.

Sometimes it helps to be a little sleepy.



I got that part down.



I went to see this guy that helped me when

my car broke down. He drives a tow truck.



I really like him. His daughter goes

to this deaf college in Washington, DC.



His wife left him. He's kinda lonely.

But he seems peaceful about it.



- That would be nice.

- Yeah, it would be great...



...if you could sort of be down about things,

but still be all right with it...


            finally accept the fact that you're gonna

feel bad most of the time and not fight it.



Of course, it would also be nice

not to feel bad most of the time.



Yeah, but that's how you get in trouble, by

thinking how nice it'd be to be happy more.



- Jane, are you married?

- No.



- Boyfriend?

- No.



Would you like to meet this guy?



- I don't know. What does he look like?

- How important is that?



- Somewhat important.

- I was just curious.



He happens to be a very handsome black guy.



I don't even know if he's interested.

I don't know much about him.



How are you gonna describe Jane?



Same way.



A very handsome black guy.






(Kelley) Mama, there's a man here.



- Yes?

- Hello, Mrs Dotson.



- You have got a very polite little lady there.

- What is it?



My name is Harvey Charles. I represent

Ohio Continental Insurance. Here's my card.



You're selling insurance?

We don't want life insurance.



That's the first thing most people say. The

policies we're selling only cost $   a month.



I am too young and too strapped

to be gettin' life insurance.



We're notjust talking about you here.

Think about your children.



I ask you only one thing,

Mrs Dotson, and that is this.



Just glance at these news clippings

which I hold here in my hand.



- What about 'em?

- They show, in frightening detail...



...the high rate of violent death

caused by gangs and crime...


            yours and surrounding neighbourhoods.

Can I hand these to you to take a look at?



Look, Mrs Dotson, I'm not gonna kid you.



These policies are inexpensive

because the benefits aren't that big.



But what they will do is if harm

should come to one of your children...



- ...this policy will cover funeral expenses...

- Kelley, go wait in the kitchen.



- What?

- Go.



You tryin' to sell me

life-insurance policies on my kids?



They're the ones on the front line.

They're the ones in danger.



You get the fuck off my porch!



I said go on!

Get away from my house, dammit!



(man muttering)



Bottom of the list... Who needs it?



South Carolina... Why bother trying?



Keep the baby. You need her

as much as she needs you.



It's big for the money.



It's not beautiful, but they keep it up good.



They have their share of gangs out here, too.



But they don't run the place. Not yet, anyway.



I guess Kelley would eventually adjust.



Deborah's really confused.



It's a big move. And I don't know

what to tell her, either.



Either way, thank you, man.



(# "Searching for a Heart" by Warren Zevon)



# Darkness in the morning



# Shadows on the land



# Certain individuals



# Aren't sticking to the plan



# And I'm searching for a heart



# Searching everyone



# They say love conquers all



# You can't start it like a car



# You can't stop it with a gun



Excuse me.



- Are you Roberto's mother?

- Yes.



- We're Amanda's parents.

- I'm Steve Fox. This is my wife Cathy.



- Hi. Claire.

- We can't wait to meet Roberto.



We feel like we already know him,

just from Amanda's letters.



I'm sorry. I'm afraid that Roberto

doesn't write as much as he should.



- We're very pleased about Thanksgiving.

- Thanksgiving?



It is so good of you

to let Roberto come to San Diego.



Gosh. I'm sorry. I guess you may not

have heard everything about this summer.



I'm beginning to get the picture.



- There's my parents.

- Which ones?



See the man in the beard?



Oh, God. They're talking to my mother.



They were relieved I wasn't Puerto Rican.



Amanda didn't explain that in all the many,

many letters that she wrote to her parents?



God, I hope they're not bigots or something.



- Did you wanna tell me about it?

- What?



What happened this summer.



At camp? Oh, camp was OK.



- I really missed you. I'm glad you're back.

- Yeah, me too.



- I'm sorry about Thanksgiving.

- We'll talk to your father about it.



- It's OK with you?

- Didn't say that.



- But your mind's open?

- Roberto.



Remain calm.



Let me ask you something.

How open is your mind?



- Is this gonna be about my hair?

- No. This is something pretty big.



- About me?

- Only partly. It involves you.



Are you and Dad splitting?



- Why do you say that?

- Is that it?



No. Absolutely no.

Why would you say a thing like that?



Do we look like people

who are about to split?



I don't know. People do it all the time

and they look like they're fine.



I am crazy for your father.



Have we given you any sign

that we're having trouble?



- So what were you gonna tell me?

- Wait a minute. Answer me.



Sometimes itjust looks like

you're both kind of unhappy, OK?



Maybe I misunderstood. Itjust looked

like that a lot before I went away.



- Really?

- Yeah but, look, I'm glad I'm wrong.



I mean, God, that'd be horrible.

I hope you guys never split.



I'm sorry I said it.



Now, what were you gonna tell me?

What do I have to have an open mind about?



- Maybe we should talk about it later.

- Oh, Mom. You can't do that to me.



Just pretend I never said

anything and tell me.



Your father and I are discussing

whether to adopt a little girl.






To, you know, the evening.



Some playboy, huh?



- Nice car.

- Thank you. It's yellow.



Of course it's yellow.



All right.









I thought you'd changed your mind.






No way. It's just...

been a while since I did this.



- You haven't been going out?

- I go out a little.



I just can't remember

the last time I was... set up.



- Fixed up.

- Yeah.






So, what do you think so far?



So far it's all right.



I like it.



I'm just... just a little surprised.



- Why? What did you expect?

- No, it's not you.



I'm just surprised at how nervous I am.



- Me, too.

- Yeah?






That's all right. At least now

we know that much about each other.






Mack must have had some reason

to think this would work.



- I guess you've known him a while, huh?

- I don't know him at all.



Really? Wow.



I don't know him much, either.



That's funny.



Maybe we're the only two

black people he ever met.



I think you're being too hard on yourself.

You're trying to help.



Is moving to Canoga Park

gonna save that family?



Who said you have to save anybody?



Maybe the kids'll be less likely to get hurt.

Who knows? I don't and you don't.



They're not gonna go if they don't want to,

and you're not responsible for them anyhow.



You happen to know a guy

who owns an apartment house.



What am I doing fixing Simon up

with some girl I don't even know?



I do this shit

and the next morning I'm astounded.



Has it occurred to you that

it doesn't really matter all that much?



Why should you be the one person

on earth who always acts rationally?



Forget rational. I'm completely out of control.



- Stop me before I kill.

- Well, so, good for you.



Aren't you sick of trying

to be in control all the time?



I am.



Mack... you think that I want that baby

because I've got some hole in my life...



...or I think I'm gonna have some hole

in my life, but that's not it.



Or if it is it, it's just a part of it.



That baby needs someone

to love it and take care of it.



- Does it have to be you?

- I believe that there's a reason I found her.



You can dismiss it all you want, but I'll

always believe that. And you probably do too.



You told me you thought there was a reason

this guy Simon showed up and saved you.



- I did?

- How do you think I feel about this baby?



What if I hadn't heard it?

What if no one had heard her?



We would have read about it

in the Times. "Oh, my God."



"They found a dead baby

under the bushes on Carmelina."



"Oh, Mack. I must have run

right by it the other morning."



But that didn't happen. I found her.



And maybe I saved her life

just the way maybe Simon saved yours.



- What are you saying?

- Something has happened.



You can't go back and have it not happen.

Some kind of connection has been made.



It has to be played out. That is why

you can't stay out of Simon's business.



It's like this itch you've gotta scratch.



Claire, you're talking

about a lifelong commitment.



I won't be dealing with

Simon the rest of my life.



How do you know that this man isn't gonna

be your friend until the day that you die?



What if these are miracles, Mack?



Maybe we don't have any experience with

miracles, so we're slow to recognise them.



- I'm getting a terrific headache.

- No, you're not.



- I'm not?

- I'll tell you why I reject your headache.



- Please.

- Because it's inappropriate.



If I am right

and these events are miracles...



...then it is an inappropriate response to get

a headache in the presence of a miracle.



- Wow.

- Yeah.



I don't know about you, but I'm thinking

this Mack must be some kind of genius.



- Do you believe in fate?

- I believe in luck.



- Do you think you should come up?

- Do I think I should come up?



What do you think?



Well, I think this night has gone

about as well as it possibly could.



I don't wanna push our luck.



Is it OK to call you at work?



I look forward to it.

This is a feeling I'd like to have at work.



What is it?



- Bye, Simon.

- Say that again.






You OK?






You sure?



Why don't you just pull right over there?



- Didn't see him comin', did you?

- I still don't know what happened.



I guess you were lucky. Even though

it might not seem that way right now.



- Pretty scary stuff.

- I was crying before it happened.






I don't cry this easily normally.



- Sorry.

- Don't apologise.



You wanna get outta there? Walk around

and catch your breath? You'll feel better.



You OK?



Then I guess I'd better hang on.



I don't imagine you wanna talk about it

with a complete stranger.



I'm in love with a married man.



We haven't been having an affair.

He wouldn't do it.



We just had one night together.

One really amazing night.






Do you think that's awful?



- Which part?

- All of it.



I think it happens.



- Did he treat you bad?

- It hurts.



When you love someone and...

they don't choose you...


           's bad.



That's the way he's been bad to me.



Married men suck.



By definition.



Are you married?



Tell the truth.



No, I'm not married.



I haven't found the right girl.



You can't quit now, babe. It's the last mile.



I'm catchin' my second wind.



Oh, man.



That's all there is. We did it, man.



Just put it anywhere.



- That's the end of it, baby.

- Good.



I don't know if he's even

gonna stay here tonight.



Let's get a beer.



(# rap music)



This is fucked.



What you doin', man?



No talkin', huh? That's cool.



That's cool. I guess

you don't want no company.



I thought you was talkin' to me.

I thought you said I was fucked up.



- I wasn't talkin' to your sorry ass.

- Who the fuck were you talkin' to?



Were you talkin' to yourself?



Hola, Carlos.? Qué pasa?



- What was that, man?

- That chamante was quick.



Must've come here from Beirut.



You! Stop running and put

your hands behind your head.



Stop running and put

your hands behind your head.



Here we go.



Halt! Halt!



Turn around and get down on your stomach.



Turn around and get down on your stomach.



- What?

- Down, asshole, and I mean now.



Put your right hand behind your back.



Bring the other one around.



Don't you know what "stop" means?



Where you goin' in such a hurry, pal?



- Nowhere. I'm just runnin'.

- Runnin' from what?



- Nothin'. I live around here.

- Where?



- I don't know.

- You don't know.



What's that supposed to mean?



- Back there, across from the park.

- What park?



I don't know.



They almost smoked me.

See a nigger run around here...



...they smoke you, ask questions later.



I ain't stayin' here, I tell you that!

I ain't fuckin' stayin' here!



What's next?



Nothing. I'm quitting.



Tell me.



This isn't tolerable.

I can't do this any more. It's sick.



I need to go on.



Don't act like you're not relieved.

I know you are.



I don't want you to go.



You know what your trouble is?

You just never wanna be the bad guy.



You want everything you do to be OK.



But it isn't. If you really didn't want this to

happen, then you shouldn't have fucked me.



- I'm sorry. I think I've said that before.

- But you didn't mean it.



You aren't really sorry it happened, are you?



Are you?



You've denied me in every way you can.

Everything I've wanted, you've denied me.



- I've been honest all along. Even that night.

- Who gives a shit?



Don't you see what you do? Even now,

you wanna deny me what's rightfully mine.



- Which is?

- To resent the hell outta you.



To feel totally rejected and hated.



To hate you for doing it to me.



There are good men out there who are gonna

treat me like I'm the very thing they want.



And then you do that thing with Jane.






You know, with that guy, that tow-truck guy.



What about it? What's that

got to do with anything?



You don't even know, do you? You don't

even know why that hurts me so much.



Jane's in love.

She thinks this could be the one.



- Is that bad? I thought she was your friend.

- She is my friend.



I'm very happy for her,

but it makes me feel like shit...



...that you're out there finding her

the love of her life and I'm here like what?



I'm here like shit.



How do you think that's gonna make me feel?



Dee, I understand you're angry with me,

but why would...?



Forget it.



It doesn't have to make sense.



I'll stay for two weeks,

but you better find somebody else.



Is Otis comin' home tonight, Mama?



No, baby, I told you.



When will we see him again?



I don't know, honey.






I just feel like I'd really like

to work for a woman lawyer this time.



I never have, and...

I think it might be a good thing.



I'm not sure you'd find it much different...



...but with your qualifications and experience,

I have no desire to discourage you.



I am curious, though. Your former employer

has written you a glorious recommendation.



Why did you decide to leave him?






Hey, Otis.



- What's the matter? You OK?

- Yeah, I'm all right.






You're hurt, boy.



It ain't my blood.



What happened? What happened?



I seen some bad shit, Simon.












We have a three-car collision on the Santa

Monica Freeway east of National Boulevard.



Only one lane is open and the surface streets

are no picnic right now, either.



It is a jungle down there.



I realised it wasn't both you and Mom saying

how glad you were you didn't have little kids.



It was really just you. When I really thought

about it, Mom never really said that.



- Which way are you gonna turn up here?

- Right.



- OK. So what do you wanna do now?

- Get in the right lane.



(car horn)



No! Whoa!



Roberto! You can'tjust go

because you want to!



- You've gotta make sure it's clear.

- I messed up.



Better to go ten blocks outta your way

than to try to get over when it's impossible.



OK, watch this guy getting out of his car here.

Slow down. Slow, slow, slow!



- When I tell you to stop, you've gotta stop!

- You told me to slow down.



It won't matter if you hit a car, but you can't

hit a person. That's the most important thing.



People are assholes. You gotta

watch out for the dumbest stuff.



(car horn)



Just watch... just watch the road.



So why should I tell Mom

she's crazy to want this baby?



I don't want her telling me

my stuff is crazy, right?



Maybe it's not so crazy for her. It's her life.



- And mine.

- And yours, too, I guess.



Although she is gonna be

the one most involved.



Believe me, it affects us both a lot. Why don't

we concentrate on what we're doing here?



- What are you gonna do up here?

- I'm gonna take a left.






It's kinda busy here, isn't it?



- Dad, I've gotta learn how to do it.

- No, no, you're right.



- Left-turn signal, left-turn signal.

- It's on.



(Mack) OK. This is good right here.






Think of it this way. If you only had

one life to live... which you do...



...and you really wanted to do something

and Mom said "No, you can't do that"...



- would that make you feel?

- Let's not talk. Let's think about this turn.



- Right.

- What are you watching for?



- The light.

- And? What's the most important thing?



- Don't hit a person.

- No, I mean here.



- Come on, don't fuck around. This is no joke.

- Sorry.



The most important thing is that...

is that those cars have really stopped.



Right. Because?



Because some idiot is always

liable to run a red light.



- Good. What else are you lookin' for?

- Those cars in the cross streets.






Ready? The light's gonna change here.



This is good.









Not yet.



- OK, they're stopping.

- (car horn)



- Go ahead.

- (car horn)






- You idiot!

- Fuck you!



(Mack) Whoa!



OK, this guy's letting us in. Go, go, go!



OK, when I tell you, you're gonna be able

to get over. We'll pull over up here.



OK, you can go now.



Just pull in right here.






That guy was a cretin.



The thing is, it's so crazy out there,

you gotta react really fast.



If you're going, you've got a split second,

otherwise the cross traffic'll whack you.



- I'm sorry, Dad.

- Hey, this is difficult stuff.



Making a left turn in LA is one of

the harder things you're gonna learn in life.



That guy was almost in your lap.



This town stinks.



- Do you wanna drive?

- Hell, no. I'm too shook up.



Let's get outta here.



(screeching from ignition)



So I guess we're gonna get this baby, huh?












We've got no Firooz here.



No, you've got the wrong number.



Oh, really? Well, fuck you also.



- Who?

- Firooz.



You know him?



My heart's pounding.



Come here.



It's OK.



Everything seems so close together.






All the good and bad things

in the world. Everything.



I feel it in myself even.



And in us. Our marriage.



I love you, Claire.



I like living my life with you.



Do you?



Cos I love you so much, Mack.



- Drive me to the stage.

- My car's by your office.



Take the cart back.

I'll have someone pick me up.



- I really gotta get back downtown.

- Relax.



No one's gonna get deported

while you drive me over to stage   .



We spent lunch

talking about your marriage.



I forgot to congratulate you on

the new direction your career has taken.



Claire told me about the violence

in your movies. She was so pleased.



Claire told you? Oh, that. Oh, fuck that.



- What?

- That's over.



I must have been delirious

for a few weeks there.



- Hi, Tim. How are you?

- Oh, man. This is bad.



I don't wanna tell Claire

you changed your mind.



I've regained my senses.

I was talking like a moron.



Go down here and go left.



- What happened?

- Nothing happened. It never happened.



Look, Mack, I'm an artist. Now go ahead

and laugh, because everybody does.



Nobody in this town will admit

that a producer is an artist.



But I know how many lame-o directors

I've had to carry on my back every step...



...and then watch as they take

the glory and reviews and awards.



- Which awards were those?

- I don't mind working in modest anonymity.



That's the way Thalberg did it, too.



- If they're so lame-o, why do you hire them?

- I haven't got time to do it.



Hanging around the set all day, doing that

boring lighting and shit. Let them do that.



That's beside the point. The point is...



Turn around. Turn around

and go back down there.



- Where was I?

- The point is...



There's a gulf in this country,

an ever-widening abyss...



...between people who have stuff

and those who have shit.



It's like this big hole has opened up in the

ground, as big as the fucking Grand Canyon.



And what's come pouring out...

Hi. My name's Davis. Building   .



The whole building. Stop by.

I think I have something for you.



This is the greatest town on earth.

Go left here.



- Where was I?

- Grand Canyon?



Yeah. And what's come outta

this big hole is an eruption of rage...



...and the rage creates violence

and the violence is real.



And it won't go away

until someone changes something.



Which is not gonna happen. And you

may not like it. Even I may not like it.



But I can't pretend it isn't there,

because that is a lie.



And when art lies, it becomes worthless,

so I gotta keep telling the truth...



...even if it scares the shit outta me,

like it scares the shit outta you.



Even if it means some motherfucker can blow

a big old hole in my leg for a watch...



...and I'm gonna walk with a fucking limp for

the rest of my life and count myself lucky.



That's what's amazing,

what we count as lucky today.



Our criteria for lucky has changed a bit.



Davis, we're not talking about great art here.



Says you, Mr Snob, Mr Arbiter of Taste,

Mr lmmigration Lawyer to the Arts.



But there's so much rage going around...



...we're damn lucky we have the movies

to help us vent a little of it.



That line is so tired. I'm shocked you'd use it.



You thinkjust anyone can do what I do?

You think anyone can make the crap I make?



Wasn't there something about "life force"?

That's what Claire told me.



This is life. I'm trying to get that

through your thick skull.



There's always been violence. There will

always be violence, evil, and men with guns.



My movies reflect what's going on.

They don't make what's going on.



And if I make 'em better than anyone, then

I've got a bigger responsibility to serve it up.



Mack, you ever seen a movie

called Sullivan's Travels?



- No.

- You haven't seen enough movies.



All of life's riddles

are answered in the movies.



It's a story about a man who loses his way.



He's a filmmaker, like me, and he forgets for a

momentjust what he was set on earth to do.



Fortunately he finds his way back.



That can happen, Mack.



Check it out.



- You're kinda big, aren't you?

- You look like you about ready to play.



Maybe. I wanna see you shoot

from the outside.



Mack, what made you

get me together with Jane?



Dumbness, I guess. Compulsion

to stick my nose where it doesn't belong.



- Has it ended badly?

- It hasn't ended at all.



She's the best thing

that's happened to me in a long time.



Really? No shit?



Yeah, so there you go, my friend.

Sometimes things work.



- Yeah?

- Yeah.



OK, then. To   . Take it out from back there.

Winner takes it out.



You sure? You might not

get a chance to shoot.



You're goin' down.



That is so cool about you and Jane.



Yeah, it's cool. That's why I came out here.

I thought of a way to thank you.



- You don't have to thank me.

- I have an idea.



- I thought of something I could do for you.

- You don't have to do anything. Play ball.



That's why I came out here. Cos I thought of

a way just to let you know I appreciate you...



...for introducing me to Jane.



End of the line, folks.



So what do you think?



I think... it's not all bad.




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