Lyla (2023) Movie Script
What's going on?
Honey, have a seat.
I don't want to sit down.
What's going on?
Where are you going?
Just going away for a bit.
Where?
Just away.
Look Hugh,
the only person you can really trust is yourself.
People are going to do what's best
for them, and people can't help it.
They're bound to hurt you sometimes.
It's better that you know now.
That way you don't get your hopes up.
Are you going to come back?
Who am I kidding.
I could never leave you.
Troubles?
Not particularly.
May I join you?
I don't see why not.
Give us a moment.
We're still catching up.
Is there something I can help you with?
You know, we've met before.
We have?
At your house.
I knew you'd take this lightly.
And how am I supposed to be taking it?
You come here often?
Hugh.
Very clever.
He almost had me.
You don't come here often.
In fact, this was your first time.
And if I were to ask you why you came
here tonight, you would say.
I'm just passing through.
And you're not here alone, are you?
No.
Family's in the car?
Yeah.
A man who eats while his family waits in the car.
They were tired.
Of course.
Sometimes it's nice to eat alone.
And here we are.
All right.
I'll play along.
What is it?
I think you know.
What do you mean?
Something strange happened to me last night. Yeah?
This girl approached me.
An unidentified eight year old boy
was found dead in the lake.
Autopsy revealed forced trauma to head and bruising.
An eyewitness saw a woman and a
boy on the lake earlier this evening.
If you have any information that
would help, please contact local authorities.
You can make me happy.
What?
Do you think you can make me happy?
I don't know.
Get away from me you creep .
What?
I said leave me alone.
Why didn't you wake me?
Have you slept?
No.
Anything good?
I just sat down. Sorry.
I was just curious.
No, it's fine.
Something strange happened to me last night.
Yeah?
This girl approached me.
Lucky you.
No, not like that. Like what then?
You and Lars were asleep.
I stopped for gas.
She came up to me.
Seemed like she thought she knew me.
And then she didn't.
Didn't what?
Didn't know me.
What do you think that means?
Sounds like nothing.
I'll make breakfast.
Hello?
Lars.
Whoa it's okay. It's okay.
He's just sleeping. Just sleeping.
Who are you? Beg your pardon, ma'am.
My name is Braxton Campbell.
I'm the groundskeeper.
Believe I spoke with your husband a
few days ago on the phone. Yes. Yes.
Just didn't think it was all too wise to
leave him out there alone by like himself. Sure.
If you could just. Okay. Of course.
I'm so sorry.
You gave me a fright.
I could imagine.
Mrs. Fisher? Carter. Lyla Carter.
I go by my maiden name.
Well, now that I got you here, Ms. Carter.
I do have a few signatures I need.
You know that is more my husband's things.
Tour of the property.
Baby, will you do me a favor?
We go tell Daddy I need him.
You know I could come back later.
No, that's fine. Go.
Something to drink?
Some coffee? Actually, if it's not too much trouble.
Come on in.
He didn't.
Oh he most certainly did.
Oh, Hugh.
Perfect timing.
Must be Mr. Fisher. Yes. And you are?
Braxton Campbell.
We spoke on the phone. Yes.
Your wife here was just sharing with
me that you're quite the writer.
I've actually written a few
things myself, but poems, mostly.
Not to speak of, but had
some published a few years back.
I'd be really appreciative if you
maybe could look over them sometime.
I'm afraid I wouldn't be much help. I'm an essayist.
Hugh has the most wonderful feature in the Herald.
Where people write in with their problems and he helps them.
Like an advice column?
It's a bit more political than that.
He always writes the most elegant things.
One time, this woman who lost her husband in a car
accident wrote in and he drove semis for a living.
And I guess he fell asleep one night
and drove over an overpass.
And they had a brand new baby, two months old.
It was very tragic.
Anyway, she wrote to Hugh asking how she could overcome
her grief for the sake of their son, so she could be
a better mother to him, be truly present in his life.
He wrote back the most beautiful line.
He said, don't rush grief.
Remember your husband as a good man.
For a man does not die of love
or his liver or even old age.
He dies from being a man.
I was quoting Miguel de Unamuno.
Be autiful.
I'm a lucky woman.
So, what are you working on now?
Not quite sure.
Have some ideas.
Just no endings.
Well, you know, I find if I just start,
the ending tends to find itself soon enough.
How adventurous.
That's your car?
Sure is.
Seen some better days though.
So what a shame.
You like cars?
Nah, not particularly.
That's Lyla's sort of affair. Really?
My dad owned a garage.
She'd be a beauty with a little bit of restoration.
Patch up those panels.
File the fender.
New coat of paint.
Pretty good for a dancer.
Former dancer.
Well, I don't mean any disrespect here, but,
Ms. Carter, you don't seem old enough
to be a former anyway.
Come on, you flatter me.
I'm 36.
I left the core when I got pregnant with Lars.
Jesus.
How many times have I told you,
you have to pay attention to what you're doing.
Sweetie, why don't you go upstairs
and play in your room?
He doesn't have a room.
Of course he does.
Go upstairs and pick one out. Anyone you like.
Braxton, why don't you get things squared up
with Hugh, while I clean this up? Absolutely. Understood.
So this is just your standard rental contract.
The security deposit here, which you
paid for with your initial reservation.
You're responsible for damage up to this amount here.
No more than four guests on the property at a time.
We like to keep the overnight stays
limited to the registered guests.
Yes. Yeah.
Indemnification clause.
Fire regulations.
Actually, Mr.Fisher,
you sure you don't want
to read over this all yourself?
You said it's standard, didn't you?
Yes, but.
But what?
Well, I am legally required to give a tour of
the property to one of the two of you.
Great.
Lyla, I have work to do.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what's gotten into him.
He's not usually like that.
I understand.
It's a. It's easy to lose yourself out here.
More coffee?
Eight year old boy was found dead.
Anything good?
Autopsy showed forced trauma.
Give us a moment.
I knew you would take this lightly.
So the house is fully stocked as requested.
Canned goods and surplus items
are in the second pantry.
I'll be over every other Friday to drop off parishables.
If there's anything you all need in
particular, you just let me know.
day or two in advance, give me a
heads up and I'll head into town.
Thank you.
So I can understand your husband being out here to write.
Where does that leave you?
What do you mean?
Guess what I'm trying to say is
what's an ex-ballerina and a little boy going to do
out in the woods alone for six weeks?
Is it safe?
Sure.
As long as you are not planning on getting anywhere fast.
Well, I'm use to that .
Original dash.
Sure is.
Same vinyl as the day my daddy brought her home.
Like I said, if you need anything?
I'm just up the road.
No more then a 15 minutes drive.
I read some of your book today.
You what?
Your book.
You left it out on the counter.
Please stop that.
It's good.
Stop that.
Your writings come such a long way.
This one could really be it.
Stop.
I have some n otes for you.
I'm going out.
So late?
I gotta go.
I was just about to send Lars up to wake you.
You missed dinner.
How long was I out?
A good while.
What's a good while?
Not sure.
If you're not sure, then why'd you say that?
What?
A good while?
I'm not sure.
So who was on the phone when I came down?
Oh, my mother.
You gave this number out?
To my mother.
Why?
Emerge ncies.
Emergencies.
What was the emergency?
You don't know how much I appreciate this.
Please, no trouble at all.
Can I get you something we've got leftovers?
Oh no, just the phone would be fine.
Do you do all your road maintenance at night?
No Hugh, I don't.
All the storms coming in lately there have been
a lot of down trees and thought it might
be a hazard to leave them like that.
By the time I was done, car just wouldn't start.
I see.
Do you mind?
No answer.
You sure you just don't want to ride?
No, I'll just try again.
I need to get back to work.
He's always running off like that.
I don't think the writing is going so well .
We're sorry. You've reached a number that has been
disconnected or is no longer in service.
Should be up on the top shelf. Can you reach it?
Braxton couldn't get a hold of
the towing company, it's late, so he's just
going to crash on the couch, okay?
You should leave.
Hugh.
Now.
Hold on, hold on.
No, Lyla, I really appreciate your hospitality. He's right.
She'd be on my way.
Where are you going to go?
I'll just sleep in my car tonight.
Catch a ride into town in the morning?
It wouldn't be the first time.
It is freezing.
I understand.
You understand what?
Braxton, please.
What the hell is wrong with you?
What the hell's wrong with me?
Just because your work is going to shit doesn't
mean you can take it out on the rest of us.
Who says my work is going to shit? Who?
Just forget it.
I paid for this place, the food, the time.
This is important to me.
You're a real asshole, you know that?
Excuse me?
You do this every fucking time.
You find the one thing external to your
situation and you make it your problem.
You are 38 years old, for Christ's sake.
Do you expect me to believe that
you've had 38 years of distractions keeping
you from writing your stupid little book? Get a grip.
He didn't call anyone.
What?
I redialed the number he called.
It wasn't a working number.
When?
Upstairs.
I was sitting right there.
I heard the other phone dialing.
Did you?
Maybe he misdialed. Redials built into every phone.
No, it isn't.
Hello?
It's ringing.
Pathetic.
What did you say?
It's Pathetic Hugh.
What you do?
Are you going to go out looking
for him or do I have to?
I have told you, my darling, about your little body.
Was your body always as big as it is now? No.
Once it was very small indeed.
A while ago, there was no such creature as you.
Then god made your little body and he
gave you to your mother who loved you.
It was God who made your mother love you
so much and made her so kind to you.
Do you love your mother? Yes.
I know you do.
Who made your father love you?
It was God.
But if God were to let your father
die, you would still have one father left.
Yes.
You have a father in Heaven.
God is your father.
Can your Heavenly Father die?
No. Never.
Does he love you? Yes.
So?
Found him.
And the car?
It's up and running.
How?
A couple loose wires.
Easy fix.
In the dark?
What are you looking at?
Nothing.
The light.
What's wrong?
You're sweating.
Go forward and out.
Forward and out.
Forward and out. Forward.
Not so wide.
Bring it forward.
Bring the ball forward.
Forward and out.
And into fifth.
Like this.
Put out.
Point the toe straight.
Stand up.
Shoulders up.
I want your hands out.
Relax. Hold your breath.
Chin up.
I'm going out.
So late?
What are you doing?
That was quick.
Yeah.
Just h ad to get some fresh air.
You know, actually, that sounds good.
We should go for a walk.
What?
A walk.
Yeah, sure.
I'll grab our coats.
Where did you get these?
Where did you get these?
Come here. Come here.
Come here.
Come here.
Come here.
Open your mouth. Swallow.
Tomorrow.
The little family will eat breakfast again together.
Tomorrow.
Fuck.
Hello?
Hello?
Are you there?
Third word. Jump.
It's fun to jump in the pool on a hot summer day.
Yeah, I'm here.
What do you need?
Getting worried?
I think he's getting worse.
Lyla?
What makes you say that?
I don't know.
Just a feeling I have.
He spent so much time alone, and then like an hour or
so ago, he made up some story about Lars and a man.
Tell me what he wanted? Tell me what he wanted.
Hugh stop, you are frightening him.
Things that aren't there.
People that aren't there.
It's the book.
You've seen this before?
This feels different.
Last night I woke up late and he was gone.
Gone where?
Gone.
Just follow the plan.
We'll be fine.
Yes?
I'm looking for my husband.
I'm sorry.
I can't help you.
I'm Beatrice, Braxton's wife.
Can I come in?
Braxton never mentioned he was married.
33 years this November.
How wonderful.
Yes, it has been.
Are you absolutely certain they were
able to get the car running? Yeah.
A couple loose wires.
Easy fix.
And your Hugh
he's a mechanic?
No. Writer.
I see.
He knows enough.
Certainly. And you?
How long have you been..
S ix years in June.
Oh, how wonderful.
Well, you know, I'm afraid I've
told you everything I know.
Maybe he just went into town
with some friends, grabbed a drink.
33 years, Mrs. Carter, and my husband has
never once not come home at night.
Hugh?
Hugh, what are you doing?
What are you doing?
Lars, honey?
Let's go feed the ducks.
You dumb bitch.
You know I love you and I
would do anything to protect you.
And you love me.
You do anything to protect me.
Now, things are going to change and it might be hard
to remember, but I want you to remember that everything
I do, I do because I love you.
Stay there.
Hugh?
Hugh?
Hugh?
At your house.
Do you think he knows? Of course he knows.
How can you be sure?
I'll take care of it.
Who gives you breath?
God does.
God gave you this little body and he
makes it live and move and breathe.
There are bones in your body.
God has made them strong and hard.
God has covered your bones with flesh.
Your flesh is soft and warm.
In your flesh there is blood.
God has put skin outside and it covers
your flesh and blood like a coat.
How kind it was of God to give you a body.
How easy it would be to hurt your poor little body.
What are you looking at?
Nothing.
The light.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up. Wake up.
You hungry?
Can you turn that down?
What?
I said, can you turn that down?
Why didn't you wake me?
Feel like my whole day is shot. Now.
I set the alarm.
Do you realize how far back this sets me?
It's one afternoon.
Why don't you stay up later tonight,
catch up, and you'll be back on track tomorrow.
What's Lars doing in there?
What does it look like practicing.
Ballet?
It's bar work.
Good for his muscle development.
My son does not do ballet.
No, ours does.
When did you get him started on this?
What do you mean?
Dancing.
We always do this.
It is our routine.
You would know that if you weren't
so caught up in your work.
Are you doing this to punish me?
Oh, Hugh.
Is this something you trying to
prove that I'm not around enough.
I never said that.
It'd be nice if you could make some time for us.
What is that?
Know what you're trying to do
and it's not going to work.
I know everything.
All the calls you've been making.
All of it.
You're trying to make it seem like I'm crazy.
And I am not crazy.
I know what I heard.
Hugh please, just calm down.
And Lars, you don't think I know that
there's something wrong with him.
Keep your voice down.
That he's a fucking fag. Keep your voice down. Everyone knows.
Look at him he's a fucking pussy.
Stay away from me.
I mean it?
I just want to know what you did with my book.
I didn't touch your book.
I'm not angry.
I just want to know where it is.
I don't know where it is.
No more games.
Just tell me where it is
this can all be over.
I don't know what you're talking about Hugh.
You, me, Lars we will go home.
I'll take some time off work.
Real time.
Book will wait.
We'll get help. I'll get help.
Wouldn't you like that?
Then where the fuck is my fucking book?
Lars.
Honey, why don't you go practice ballet?
What are you doing?
That was quick.
Yeah.
Just had to get some fresh air.
You know, that sounds like a great idea.
We should go for a walk.
You trust me, right?
Yes.
You know I'd never hurt you.
Sometimes you just have to trust your mother. Okay?
We know how your father can be.
Yeah.
Close your eyes.
Stick out your tongue.
I'm going out.
What's wrong?
Same vinyl as the day my dad brought her home.
At your house.
No one blames you, Hugh, for what you did.
You know, people are always going
to do what's best for them.
It's better that you know that now.
What's wrong?
You want me to drive?
No.
You sleep.
I just want you to be happy.
Honey, have a seat.
I don't want to sit down.
What's going on?
Where are you going?
Just going away for a bit.
Where?
Just away.
Look Hugh,
the only person you can really trust is yourself.
People are going to do what's best
for them, and people can't help it.
They're bound to hurt you sometimes.
It's better that you know now.
That way you don't get your hopes up.
Are you going to come back?
Who am I kidding.
I could never leave you.
Troubles?
Not particularly.
May I join you?
I don't see why not.
Give us a moment.
We're still catching up.
Is there something I can help you with?
You know, we've met before.
We have?
At your house.
I knew you'd take this lightly.
And how am I supposed to be taking it?
You come here often?
Hugh.
Very clever.
He almost had me.
You don't come here often.
In fact, this was your first time.
And if I were to ask you why you came
here tonight, you would say.
I'm just passing through.
And you're not here alone, are you?
No.
Family's in the car?
Yeah.
A man who eats while his family waits in the car.
They were tired.
Of course.
Sometimes it's nice to eat alone.
And here we are.
All right.
I'll play along.
What is it?
I think you know.
What do you mean?
Something strange happened to me last night. Yeah?
This girl approached me.
An unidentified eight year old boy
was found dead in the lake.
Autopsy revealed forced trauma to head and bruising.
An eyewitness saw a woman and a
boy on the lake earlier this evening.
If you have any information that
would help, please contact local authorities.
You can make me happy.
What?
Do you think you can make me happy?
I don't know.
Get away from me you creep .
What?
I said leave me alone.
Why didn't you wake me?
Have you slept?
No.
Anything good?
I just sat down. Sorry.
I was just curious.
No, it's fine.
Something strange happened to me last night.
Yeah?
This girl approached me.
Lucky you.
No, not like that. Like what then?
You and Lars were asleep.
I stopped for gas.
She came up to me.
Seemed like she thought she knew me.
And then she didn't.
Didn't what?
Didn't know me.
What do you think that means?
Sounds like nothing.
I'll make breakfast.
Hello?
Lars.
Whoa it's okay. It's okay.
He's just sleeping. Just sleeping.
Who are you? Beg your pardon, ma'am.
My name is Braxton Campbell.
I'm the groundskeeper.
Believe I spoke with your husband a
few days ago on the phone. Yes. Yes.
Just didn't think it was all too wise to
leave him out there alone by like himself. Sure.
If you could just. Okay. Of course.
I'm so sorry.
You gave me a fright.
I could imagine.
Mrs. Fisher? Carter. Lyla Carter.
I go by my maiden name.
Well, now that I got you here, Ms. Carter.
I do have a few signatures I need.
You know that is more my husband's things.
Tour of the property.
Baby, will you do me a favor?
We go tell Daddy I need him.
You know I could come back later.
No, that's fine. Go.
Something to drink?
Some coffee? Actually, if it's not too much trouble.
Come on in.
He didn't.
Oh he most certainly did.
Oh, Hugh.
Perfect timing.
Must be Mr. Fisher. Yes. And you are?
Braxton Campbell.
We spoke on the phone. Yes.
Your wife here was just sharing with
me that you're quite the writer.
I've actually written a few
things myself, but poems, mostly.
Not to speak of, but had
some published a few years back.
I'd be really appreciative if you
maybe could look over them sometime.
I'm afraid I wouldn't be much help. I'm an essayist.
Hugh has the most wonderful feature in the Herald.
Where people write in with their problems and he helps them.
Like an advice column?
It's a bit more political than that.
He always writes the most elegant things.
One time, this woman who lost her husband in a car
accident wrote in and he drove semis for a living.
And I guess he fell asleep one night
and drove over an overpass.
And they had a brand new baby, two months old.
It was very tragic.
Anyway, she wrote to Hugh asking how she could overcome
her grief for the sake of their son, so she could be
a better mother to him, be truly present in his life.
He wrote back the most beautiful line.
He said, don't rush grief.
Remember your husband as a good man.
For a man does not die of love
or his liver or even old age.
He dies from being a man.
I was quoting Miguel de Unamuno.
Be autiful.
I'm a lucky woman.
So, what are you working on now?
Not quite sure.
Have some ideas.
Just no endings.
Well, you know, I find if I just start,
the ending tends to find itself soon enough.
How adventurous.
That's your car?
Sure is.
Seen some better days though.
So what a shame.
You like cars?
Nah, not particularly.
That's Lyla's sort of affair. Really?
My dad owned a garage.
She'd be a beauty with a little bit of restoration.
Patch up those panels.
File the fender.
New coat of paint.
Pretty good for a dancer.
Former dancer.
Well, I don't mean any disrespect here, but,
Ms. Carter, you don't seem old enough
to be a former anyway.
Come on, you flatter me.
I'm 36.
I left the core when I got pregnant with Lars.
Jesus.
How many times have I told you,
you have to pay attention to what you're doing.
Sweetie, why don't you go upstairs
and play in your room?
He doesn't have a room.
Of course he does.
Go upstairs and pick one out. Anyone you like.
Braxton, why don't you get things squared up
with Hugh, while I clean this up? Absolutely. Understood.
So this is just your standard rental contract.
The security deposit here, which you
paid for with your initial reservation.
You're responsible for damage up to this amount here.
No more than four guests on the property at a time.
We like to keep the overnight stays
limited to the registered guests.
Yes. Yeah.
Indemnification clause.
Fire regulations.
Actually, Mr.Fisher,
you sure you don't want
to read over this all yourself?
You said it's standard, didn't you?
Yes, but.
But what?
Well, I am legally required to give a tour of
the property to one of the two of you.
Great.
Lyla, I have work to do.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what's gotten into him.
He's not usually like that.
I understand.
It's a. It's easy to lose yourself out here.
More coffee?
Eight year old boy was found dead.
Anything good?
Autopsy showed forced trauma.
Give us a moment.
I knew you would take this lightly.
So the house is fully stocked as requested.
Canned goods and surplus items
are in the second pantry.
I'll be over every other Friday to drop off parishables.
If there's anything you all need in
particular, you just let me know.
day or two in advance, give me a
heads up and I'll head into town.
Thank you.
So I can understand your husband being out here to write.
Where does that leave you?
What do you mean?
Guess what I'm trying to say is
what's an ex-ballerina and a little boy going to do
out in the woods alone for six weeks?
Is it safe?
Sure.
As long as you are not planning on getting anywhere fast.
Well, I'm use to that .
Original dash.
Sure is.
Same vinyl as the day my daddy brought her home.
Like I said, if you need anything?
I'm just up the road.
No more then a 15 minutes drive.
I read some of your book today.
You what?
Your book.
You left it out on the counter.
Please stop that.
It's good.
Stop that.
Your writings come such a long way.
This one could really be it.
Stop.
I have some n otes for you.
I'm going out.
So late?
I gotta go.
I was just about to send Lars up to wake you.
You missed dinner.
How long was I out?
A good while.
What's a good while?
Not sure.
If you're not sure, then why'd you say that?
What?
A good while?
I'm not sure.
So who was on the phone when I came down?
Oh, my mother.
You gave this number out?
To my mother.
Why?
Emerge ncies.
Emergencies.
What was the emergency?
You don't know how much I appreciate this.
Please, no trouble at all.
Can I get you something we've got leftovers?
Oh no, just the phone would be fine.
Do you do all your road maintenance at night?
No Hugh, I don't.
All the storms coming in lately there have been
a lot of down trees and thought it might
be a hazard to leave them like that.
By the time I was done, car just wouldn't start.
I see.
Do you mind?
No answer.
You sure you just don't want to ride?
No, I'll just try again.
I need to get back to work.
He's always running off like that.
I don't think the writing is going so well .
We're sorry. You've reached a number that has been
disconnected or is no longer in service.
Should be up on the top shelf. Can you reach it?
Braxton couldn't get a hold of
the towing company, it's late, so he's just
going to crash on the couch, okay?
You should leave.
Hugh.
Now.
Hold on, hold on.
No, Lyla, I really appreciate your hospitality. He's right.
She'd be on my way.
Where are you going to go?
I'll just sleep in my car tonight.
Catch a ride into town in the morning?
It wouldn't be the first time.
It is freezing.
I understand.
You understand what?
Braxton, please.
What the hell is wrong with you?
What the hell's wrong with me?
Just because your work is going to shit doesn't
mean you can take it out on the rest of us.
Who says my work is going to shit? Who?
Just forget it.
I paid for this place, the food, the time.
This is important to me.
You're a real asshole, you know that?
Excuse me?
You do this every fucking time.
You find the one thing external to your
situation and you make it your problem.
You are 38 years old, for Christ's sake.
Do you expect me to believe that
you've had 38 years of distractions keeping
you from writing your stupid little book? Get a grip.
He didn't call anyone.
What?
I redialed the number he called.
It wasn't a working number.
When?
Upstairs.
I was sitting right there.
I heard the other phone dialing.
Did you?
Maybe he misdialed. Redials built into every phone.
No, it isn't.
Hello?
It's ringing.
Pathetic.
What did you say?
It's Pathetic Hugh.
What you do?
Are you going to go out looking
for him or do I have to?
I have told you, my darling, about your little body.
Was your body always as big as it is now? No.
Once it was very small indeed.
A while ago, there was no such creature as you.
Then god made your little body and he
gave you to your mother who loved you.
It was God who made your mother love you
so much and made her so kind to you.
Do you love your mother? Yes.
I know you do.
Who made your father love you?
It was God.
But if God were to let your father
die, you would still have one father left.
Yes.
You have a father in Heaven.
God is your father.
Can your Heavenly Father die?
No. Never.
Does he love you? Yes.
So?
Found him.
And the car?
It's up and running.
How?
A couple loose wires.
Easy fix.
In the dark?
What are you looking at?
Nothing.
The light.
What's wrong?
You're sweating.
Go forward and out.
Forward and out.
Forward and out. Forward.
Not so wide.
Bring it forward.
Bring the ball forward.
Forward and out.
And into fifth.
Like this.
Put out.
Point the toe straight.
Stand up.
Shoulders up.
I want your hands out.
Relax. Hold your breath.
Chin up.
I'm going out.
So late?
What are you doing?
That was quick.
Yeah.
Just h ad to get some fresh air.
You know, actually, that sounds good.
We should go for a walk.
What?
A walk.
Yeah, sure.
I'll grab our coats.
Where did you get these?
Where did you get these?
Come here. Come here.
Come here.
Come here.
Come here.
Open your mouth. Swallow.
Tomorrow.
The little family will eat breakfast again together.
Tomorrow.
Fuck.
Hello?
Hello?
Are you there?
Third word. Jump.
It's fun to jump in the pool on a hot summer day.
Yeah, I'm here.
What do you need?
Getting worried?
I think he's getting worse.
Lyla?
What makes you say that?
I don't know.
Just a feeling I have.
He spent so much time alone, and then like an hour or
so ago, he made up some story about Lars and a man.
Tell me what he wanted? Tell me what he wanted.
Hugh stop, you are frightening him.
Things that aren't there.
People that aren't there.
It's the book.
You've seen this before?
This feels different.
Last night I woke up late and he was gone.
Gone where?
Gone.
Just follow the plan.
We'll be fine.
Yes?
I'm looking for my husband.
I'm sorry.
I can't help you.
I'm Beatrice, Braxton's wife.
Can I come in?
Braxton never mentioned he was married.
33 years this November.
How wonderful.
Yes, it has been.
Are you absolutely certain they were
able to get the car running? Yeah.
A couple loose wires.
Easy fix.
And your Hugh
he's a mechanic?
No. Writer.
I see.
He knows enough.
Certainly. And you?
How long have you been..
S ix years in June.
Oh, how wonderful.
Well, you know, I'm afraid I've
told you everything I know.
Maybe he just went into town
with some friends, grabbed a drink.
33 years, Mrs. Carter, and my husband has
never once not come home at night.
Hugh?
Hugh, what are you doing?
What are you doing?
Lars, honey?
Let's go feed the ducks.
You dumb bitch.
You know I love you and I
would do anything to protect you.
And you love me.
You do anything to protect me.
Now, things are going to change and it might be hard
to remember, but I want you to remember that everything
I do, I do because I love you.
Stay there.
Hugh?
Hugh?
Hugh?
At your house.
Do you think he knows? Of course he knows.
How can you be sure?
I'll take care of it.
Who gives you breath?
God does.
God gave you this little body and he
makes it live and move and breathe.
There are bones in your body.
God has made them strong and hard.
God has covered your bones with flesh.
Your flesh is soft and warm.
In your flesh there is blood.
God has put skin outside and it covers
your flesh and blood like a coat.
How kind it was of God to give you a body.
How easy it would be to hurt your poor little body.
What are you looking at?
Nothing.
The light.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up. Wake up.
You hungry?
Can you turn that down?
What?
I said, can you turn that down?
Why didn't you wake me?
Feel like my whole day is shot. Now.
I set the alarm.
Do you realize how far back this sets me?
It's one afternoon.
Why don't you stay up later tonight,
catch up, and you'll be back on track tomorrow.
What's Lars doing in there?
What does it look like practicing.
Ballet?
It's bar work.
Good for his muscle development.
My son does not do ballet.
No, ours does.
When did you get him started on this?
What do you mean?
Dancing.
We always do this.
It is our routine.
You would know that if you weren't
so caught up in your work.
Are you doing this to punish me?
Oh, Hugh.
Is this something you trying to
prove that I'm not around enough.
I never said that.
It'd be nice if you could make some time for us.
What is that?
Know what you're trying to do
and it's not going to work.
I know everything.
All the calls you've been making.
All of it.
You're trying to make it seem like I'm crazy.
And I am not crazy.
I know what I heard.
Hugh please, just calm down.
And Lars, you don't think I know that
there's something wrong with him.
Keep your voice down.
That he's a fucking fag. Keep your voice down. Everyone knows.
Look at him he's a fucking pussy.
Stay away from me.
I mean it?
I just want to know what you did with my book.
I didn't touch your book.
I'm not angry.
I just want to know where it is.
I don't know where it is.
No more games.
Just tell me where it is
this can all be over.
I don't know what you're talking about Hugh.
You, me, Lars we will go home.
I'll take some time off work.
Real time.
Book will wait.
We'll get help. I'll get help.
Wouldn't you like that?
Then where the fuck is my fucking book?
Lars.
Honey, why don't you go practice ballet?
What are you doing?
That was quick.
Yeah.
Just had to get some fresh air.
You know, that sounds like a great idea.
We should go for a walk.
You trust me, right?
Yes.
You know I'd never hurt you.
Sometimes you just have to trust your mother. Okay?
We know how your father can be.
Yeah.
Close your eyes.
Stick out your tongue.
I'm going out.
What's wrong?
Same vinyl as the day my dad brought her home.
At your house.
No one blames you, Hugh, for what you did.
You know, people are always going
to do what's best for them.
It's better that you know that now.
What's wrong?
You want me to drive?
No.
You sleep.
I just want you to be happy.