Mother Couch (2023) Movie Script
1
[powerful
thunderstorm in distance]
[theme music begins]
[theme music builds]
[theme music comes up more]
[theme music
more powerfully]
[theme music fades out]
[front door
opens with chime]
[front door closing]
Mom!
Oh yes...no, not always.
I mean I have a cooker,
I used to kick it.
I mean I had to kick it,
just to make it work.
But what are you gonna do?
Did you find it?
The dresser?
- No.
- Oh...
- Hi!
- This is Bella.
Oh hi, look Gruff,
I don't have much time...
Running the place
for 30 years now,
can you believe it?
Not me, it's a family thing.
- My dad and his brother
run it now.
- Oh, okay.
- Where's Mom? - I can
show you around if you want.
It's really a neat space.
- That'd be great...
- No, that's fine, thanks.
Great.
- C'mon...
- I don't have the time to...
- Let's go and see the shop.
- No!
My papa wanted to re-create
suburban living as much as
possible in '87...
Kinda like IKEA sort of thing?
I've never been to IKEA.
He figured that people
would connect more to it,
than if he'd just set it up
normally.
It's beautiful.
This is great.
Dave!
Dave, have a look at this space.
I mean it's incredible,
the details, it's fantastic.
- Papa wss so good at that.
- Yeah.
He made people
feel real connection.
- Let me show you upstairs.
- Thank you, thank you.
Dave, come through.
You know,
we actually have plenty of cases
where clients stayed over night.
To Papa, it was a testimony he
did something right, you know?
Okay. That'd be nice.
We actually encourage them
to leave though.
You can easily get confused
in a place like this.
- What an entrance!
- It's so big, you know?
Oh, wow!
I feel at home.
Well, feel free
to stay if you want.
Oh, thank you.
What were
you looking for anyway?
I'm looking for a Bennet.
I think it's a dresser.
Some type...
I don't know about a Bennet.
We're officially closed.
We just went
out of business unfortunately.
Oh, no, I'm
really sorry to hear that.
No, it's fine, we go in and out
of business all the time.
Oh really?
Are you ready to leave Mom?
[sighing]
EAhm, I'll leave you to it.
Give me a shout.
I'll be downstairs.
I'm not coming, David.
Why? Are you alright?
I'm fine, I'm...
I'm just not going with you.
[theme music comes up]
[steel door opening & closing]
[crow squawking]
Ahmm...
[giggling]
Can you go upstairs
and check on Mom?
Did she find something?
Yes, she did actually. A couch.
A couch?
- Wait, the big green one?
- Yeah.
What brand?
It's Viridi.
- That's a premium bed, really.
- Oh, really?
She always had good taste.
I mean there was this time...
Can you just go and
check on her, Gruff?
What, now?
Yeah.
Fine.
[swivel chair squeaking]
So you're 48?
Huh?
How old are you?
Oh, forty-eight.
Huh!
That's Gruff, my older brother.
He's fifty-five.
Married.
Wow, he looks a lot younger.
And that's your mom up there?
Eighty-two.
God, I'm sorry.
I mean my grandpa was 82
when he passed.
[telephone ringing]
Oakbed Furniture.
Bella speaking.
What did she say to you?
She said she wanted to stay.
And you?
Same.
Then you are in the right place:
model 2000,
let go of your mother...
You think she's hungry?
No, I don't.
[theme music up]
I am though.
[car motor doesn't start]
- Hello? Yeah?
- Hey, where are you?
Oh yeah, we're on the way now.
Great, do you have the cake?
What the fuck?
Manolo's just called and said
you haven't picked it up yet.
They got concerned.
[shopbell]
Yeah, actually, I'm actually...
I'm getting them.
I could also bring some...
I could also bring
some Chinese food if you like.
Thank you...
No, I don't need Chinese food,
I need you to come to
the party, please.
Hey, Lincoln!
No!
Alright, well listen, I...
[phone dies]
[theme music comes up]
[passing
freight train whistling]
[chiming, front door closes]
Did you hear anything?
About what?
From?
Did you not go up
and check on her?
[heavy door opening and closing]
I got you some food, Mom.
What do you say we just eat
and then...
And then we're
gonna leave, okay?
I know what's going on.
Do you?
Because I'm pretty sure
I don't know...
Did you pay them?
Did I pay who for what?
For the couch?
Do you want the couch?
Is that what it is?
We can maybe get you the couch.
We can...
There's some really
nice stuff downstairs
that we could check out also.
Huh.
Look, we can't just stay here...
Gruff and I,
we gotta go, you know?
Your brother sounds like he's
doing very nicely with
that little lady downstairs.
Jesus Christ, Mom!
Mom!
You gotta help me out here.
What's happening?
Hmm?
Ah, there you are...
There you are!
Look, it'll be nice.
I'll drive us there,
and we can have some cake.
And then I'll drive us home.
Hmm?
The kids haven't seen you in
so long. They really miss you.
Well, I'm not too sure I miss
them.
Here, I want to give you this.
I wanted to give it
to you before, actually.
If I can get it out.
There.
What is that?
Do I need this?
It wouldn't be right
to give it to anyone else.
Well, where does it go?
The dresser.
I'm sure you'll find it.
Gruff...
Yeah?
What do you know
about this dresser?
No more than you.
Cherry or dark oak, I think.
Ivory top, I think.
Ivory?
Marble?
I think we should find it.
Is there something wrong?
[theme music comes up]
Do you think
we should call Linda?
- Huh?
- Yeah...
I think we should call Linda.
[door opening]
[door closing]
[theme music ends]
[door opening, chime sounds]
Is she coming?
Oh, ahh...
I don't know.
[big door opening]
[door slamming shut]
They don't serve anyone.
They don't care for these
support dogs.
not even if it's
a chihuahua,
he says to the blind man.
And the blind man says:
"What?"
"They got me a chihuahua?"
[giggling]
[laughing]
Ahm.
So here's what we'll do...
Mom, why don't I drive us home?
And then Gruff and I will stay
with you for the whole rest of
the day.
- Won't we Gruff?
- Yeah,
sure, if that's what you want.
Hmm?
Mom, we're gonna have
to carry you out of here
if you don't wanna leave by your
own...
Oh, good luck with that!
As soon as you grab my arms and
legs, I'll throw myself all
around...
And I'll bite
you and I'll kick you...
And if you get
as far as the stairs,
I will fall and hit my
head so hard it'll burst!
Oakbed Furniture,
Bella speaking...
You don't want that, do you,
David?
Gruff!
Gruffudd!
Yeah?
Someone's on the phone for you!
Oh, if you'll excuse me.
[clearing throat]
Gimme the phone.
Gimme the phone,
you little stinker!
Okay, here's Gruff.
Hello?
I understand that you have
to make other plans, David.
You're a family man now.
Hi, Sorry no, that's Bella.
Yeah.
Where are you?
How are the kids, anyway?
Yeah, good, they're good.
- Who do you think is on
the phone?
- And Anne? How's Anne?
Yeah, she's...
This layout...
It's just beautiful...
What time is it, David?
It's...
[clock chimes]
Oh!
Oh, my god!
Shit!
And now he's running
across the room.
Hey...
Where...?
- Where the fuck are you?
- Hey, honey, hey.
I called you a million times.
Did you?
But my phone didn't ring.
There must be
something up with my...
No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Tom, Julia's dad, had to go
and pick up the cakes.
And bring them here.
And thank God, otherwise,
we would have no cakes...
for her party.
- Who's Julia's dad?
- Who's Julia's dad?
What kinda question is that?
Julia's dad is Julia's dad.
How come you've got
Julia's dad's number?
Who cares? Where are you?
I'm at Oakbed.
What?
You're at Oakbed?
She's fucking crazy!
You're at Oakbed?
I know, I know.
Gruff is here.
Gruff? Like Gruffudd is?
Yeah.
[Gruff whistles]
Why?
We're picking up a dresser.
Linda's on her way.
- Here?
- Yeah, she just called.
She's coming now?
David!
Gruffudd!
Honey, I'm gonna have to
call you back.
Gruffudd!
What's up, Mom?
You called for us?
Right, my pills.
- What pills?
- Pills?
I keep them next to my bed.
What kind of pills?
Yellow pills.
You'll find them.
Oh, beautiful...
[car honking]
It's a duvet, isn't it?
It's a real best-seller, ma'am.
[car honking]
How about that?
[car honking stridently]
[front door opening]
[front door closing]
- Who is that?
- That's a ...
[theme music plays softly]
[theme music recedes]
Shall we?
I told you, there's no such
thing as a street named Ideal.
But no, no, "You'll find it.
If you don't find that..."
"Turn left on Pleasant."
Which way am I going here?
Down to the end and left.
"It's a soft
left, not a hard left."
What the fuck is the difference
between "soft" left and
"hard" left?
One's softer and the other one's
more extreme...
She's up here?
- In there, yeah?
- She up there by herself?
- Open the door.
- Oh, forget it!
Would have been here so much
earlier if you just give me
the right directions.
You know this has got
something to do with Paul...
[door closing]
- Tall Paul or small Paul?
- Jenny, Jenny, Jenny...
- Tall Paul?
- Oh Jesus.
Mom!
Oh, how nice of you to come.
You really didn't have to.
What's going on?
How are you, honey?
How long have you been here?
How long's she been here?
- Two, three hours.
- Four hours.
You hurt?
- She hurt?
- No.
No, I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm
fine.
Thank you.
Thank you, dear.
- Alright, I'm calling 911.
- Wait, no, no, no, hang on.
- Can we discuss this?
- Discuss what?
- She's clearly lost her mind.
- That's not fair!
Should we? Let's just
talk about it, the three of us.
Alright, let's talk.
What's wrong with you guys?
How long
you gonna let her stay here?
She asked for pills.
- What pills?
- Next to her bed.
- She did?
- Yeah.
- I don't know about any pills.
- No...
But what about if we...
If we go and get them,
and then she takes them,
and then we can leave.
I think that's a good idea.
- Who are you?
- That's Bella.
That's Bella.
Hi, nice to meet you.
- Bella works here.
- That's my older sister, Linda.
Why don't we just call someone
who can come pick her up?
My dad'll be here soon,
he can help you if you want.
- Oh, thank you, Bell.
- Or we could just wait.
For what?
- She's sitting in
a fucking couch...
- Shhh...
So far she's just been...
She's just been sitting there.
Whatever.
Why don't we go
and get those pills.
[ignition fails]
Out of gas?
Yeah, but it can't be.
[ignition fails again]
Seems you're out of gas.
[powerful motor]
Whoah, listen man!
Shit, listen to that.
Anne said that she called me.
I drove a Porsche once.
This is, this is...
- Dirty.
- What about these pills?
Do you think
they're for her eyes?
She would have said.
I don't know what.
I'm not so sure.
Old people take pills
for all kinds of shit, you know?
[Car motor humming along]
Mom said that you got married?
Oh yeah.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Who is she?
Who's who?
Your wife?
Rey?
Yeah?
She's great.
Great!
Was Linda there?
- Where?
- At the wedding.
Yeah, I think she was.
Yeah, why?
No, that's...
That's a big thing, you know.
Congrats, that's...
That's finally settling down,
you know?
How do you mean?
Well, marrying...
You got married.
It's...
Congratulations.
[door opening]
[door closing]
[footsteps on stairway]
[playful theme music]
Nothing.
[flapping sheet]
There's nothing here.
Did you know about this?
Know what?
She's moving!
Is she?
No, I don't think so.
Strange.
Let me try the bathroom.
Just aspirin.
Yeah, they're
supposed to be yellow.
Pink, right?
Yellow.
- I'm pretty sure she said pink.
- No, she said yellow.
Alright, well, a two-colored
pill is never good news.
[quiet footsteps]
[kitchen drawers slamming]
Nah, nothing.
I can't find anything.
I'm gonna call her.
Let me try Oakbed's.
Straight to voicemail.
Oh, I know.
Bella, hey it's Gruff.
Hey, how are you?
I'm fine.
Hmm,
Listen, I was just wondering,
do you know where my mom is?
Would you mind
putting her on the phone?
Please, darling, thank you.
Oh, we do?
Ahh, well, just tell her
we can't find her pills.
We can't find them.
Anyway...
Anyway, we looked high and low.
Okay, Bella?
Hah-hah...
Well, thank you very much,
I'm very flattered and...
No, you are!
No, you are!
Hmm? Alright...
[mysterious theme music]
Hey, guess what?
Huh?
What's that key?
Guess what?
What?
No, you said, "Guess what?"
Yeah, oop...
Hello.
Yeah, sure...
How many of those
would you like?
Okay.
Okay, thank you.
Bye, bye.
What the fuck is an Idaho Spud?
[Truck passing]
What does a Bennet look like?
Ivory edges I think.
Bella didn't say.
No, she did, she said
it was marble-topped.
I didn't see any marble top.
[powerful car motor]
So is it true what Mom said?
Said what?
About you and Anne.
What did she say?
Could you afford it?
What?
My mate Alan...
Back home. A lovely lad.
Had it all, you know
Now he just lives in
a one-bedroom flat with his old
mate from college.
Sleeps on the floor.
What did he do?
Neglect, Dave.
Do you believe it?
Neglect?
So it's true,
you're getting divorced?
I'm not getting divorced!
No one's getting divorced!
Well I'm here
if you need me, Dave, you know?
That shit's never easy, man.
[door bell, shop announcer
[door slams]
How's he doing?
He's...
He couldn't find it.
Come on.
[metal door opening]
- Mom.
- Did you find the pills?
Where is the dresser?
They're just vitamins anyway.
What is this,
a game to you, Mom?
I don't have times
for games, Mom, not today!
Did you get the spuds
I was asking for them before?
Oh, for God's sake.
- This is ridiculous.
- Hey Mom...
Here's your Idaho Spuds.
Oh, I'll never
finish two of these.
Okay. Thank you, Gruff.
Thank you.
That's unusual.
Mom...
Mom!
You didn't have to go all crazy
just to get the three of us
together!
No...
Unusual in a bad way.
See it...
Reminds me of your dads.
Fuck this, I'm calling 911.
Oh, Jesus, do we...?
Why is everything a fucking
911 situation?
Is that something that
you want to talk about, Mom?
No, not at all!
The fact that she just
talked about our dads.
That's never happened before.
I think that's something.
You wanna stay here
for a fucking family meeting?
Yes!
Yeah, I do actually.
Do you mind?
Fuck off, David.
- Ahh, c'mon...
- Gruff...
- What do you think?
- I don't know.
We should wait.
Look, Linda...
Maybe, she's trying
to tell us something, you know?
You got that now?
[PA system chimes & squeaks]
David!
[door bell]
You know what, Tom...?
- Dad!
- We'll figure it out.
- Bree!
- You missed my party!
I'm so sorry!
- You missed my party!
- I know.
I felt so...
Was it fun?
David, what is going on?
Linda, Gruff...
- Long time.
- Listen, tomorrow...
You and me, we'll go to
the beach and we're gonna eat
as much ice cream as we can.
No, no, hey Linc, go upstairs...
Grandma's
upstairs on the big couch.
Go tell her you love her,
and you miss her,
but this is important...
Ask her to make you pancakes
back at her place later today.
Yeah, she'll love that.
Go and ask her!
Honey, go with your brother.
- Who's this guy?
- That's Julia's dad.
Well, where's Julia?
- You just left Julia?
- Where've you been?
Your grandma is in there.
It's a longer story.
Did you tell her?
Tell me what?
- Tell me what?
- About Mom.
Did something happen?
- No, it's just...
- Did something happen?
No, she's sort of
fallen for this couch.
Okay, so buy her the couch!
Great idea!
Let's buy it and
carry her out of here.
Carry her out? Is she okay?
- No.
- She's fine.
She's fine. She's fine.
She's fine?
Guys, have
you been here all day?
- Can you imagine?
- No, I can't imagine.
The boys wouldn't mind if
she stayed a little bit longer.
- David, did you call 911?
- No, I think this is all gonna
be...
This is all gonna be
much, much clearer...
Hi.
- And who is this?
- Hey, ah, yes...
Do you guys think
you're leaving pretty soon?
- 'Cause I gotta wrap it up.
- Okay, I'm gonna call 911.
That's not necessary.
Well, she could stay here.
- Here?
- Your mom's gonna...?
Yeah, we have everything
she needs, we have a kitchen,
we have towels...
Wait, wait, how would that...?
Would you stay?
No.
No, I gotta go but...
One of you could stay,
we have extra beds upstairs.
Okay, we can not stay.
Gruff, can you...?
- No, I can't.
- Why?
- I've gotta pick Rey up.
- Who's Rey?
- My wife.
- Linda...
Fuck you, David. I'm not staying
in this fucking shithole.
You should
watch your tone, ma'am.
Excuse me?
I mean it's hard enough as it
is.
And this is my dad's store.
You can't just cuss like that
here.
If it's not to your liking...
Just leave.
[playful theme music]
Did she just fucking ma'am me?
- Yeah.
- Yes.
Anne, hi, I'm sorry...
- Did you need a ride home?
- Tom, so sorry! I'm so sorry!
Actually Tom,
she has a husband and car.
So she's fine.
Thank you so much
for paying for the cake.
He's handsome fellow, ain't he?
Thank you.
We're gona go home.
We're going home.
- Can we go?
- I can't, I can't.
You can't?
My mom is upstairs on a sofa!
[singing to herself]
Oh, this is great. Thank you.
Sure?
Okay.
I'll pay you.
You can sort that out later?
Okay.
You'll be okay, right?
Yeah, sure.
Sleep well, soldier.
You put in a good fight today.
Are you hungry, Mom?
No.
Now, you see...
When I was a little girl,
we used to make our own
Christmas decorations.
You know, with string,
popcorn and cranberries
for garlands for the tree.
My brothers were much better
at it than I was.
But this one time...
I cut a little
figure from an orange,
and it came out really good.
And I was really proud of it.
So I took it to my father
to show him,
He said, "Who's this?"
Well, I hadn't thought about
who it was,
so I just said, "It's me."
So he says, "You?"
And he turns
it around and he says,
"This can't be you.
"It's got a penis.
"You're not a boy!"
And he started laughing.
And my brothers joined in.
They were all laughing.
And suddenly I felt so...
ashamed!
That I wasn't
a boy, I was just a girl.
Do you find that funny, David?
Where did you get the knife?
What?
Where did
you get the knife, Mom?
Oh, it's just a letter-knife
for cutting.
Did you bring it?
Yeah, in case you grab me!
- Give it to me, Mom.
- No! It's my knife!
- Give me the knife.
- No, I'm not...
Give me the...
Oh!
What you do that for?
You cut me!
I cut you?
It was your fault,
and you know it!
Look at that.
I can't believe you.
Are you still gonna stay, David?
I don't know now.
Well, I'm not gonna stab you
again!
Especially in your sleep,
if that's what you're thinking.
Just go to sleep, Mom.
I mean you don't...
You don't stab someone
in the back, that's for sure.
Not even family!
[water running in sink]
[faucet closed]
[powerful motor coming nearer]
[motor idling outside]
[knocking]
[voices outside talking]
[weird noises outside]
[indistinct shouting outside]
[more weird noises]
[door slamming]
[dramatic music builds]
[dramatic music
reaches crescendo]
[door slamming]
Oh, my god!
- Jesus Christ, you scared me!
- You scared me!
No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
What are you doing here?
Ahhm...
My dad would kill me if he finds
out that I left you guys here.
It was a bad idea.
What?
You mean you didn't tell him?
No.
- You can trust me.
- I don't know you.
[telephone ringing]
[Ringing again]
Oakbed Furniture,
Bella speaking.
What happened to your hand?
Oh...
For you.
- Hello?
- Hey, it's me.
Bree wants to
tell you something.
Okay.
Peanut!
Bree, it's Daddy!
I have him on the phone!
Here.
You're so busy.
- Hi, Dad!
- Hey, honey.
I want the blue
swimsuit tomorrow,
and not the one with the horses.
Okay, tell Mom
that's fine 'cause I'm...
The blue...
and not the one with the horses.
Yeah, okay, noted.
Alright, my love.
Bye!
Hey Mom!
Okay, bye, I love you.
- Give me the phone.
- Are you sure it's in there?
Yeah, but...
[busy signal]
Oh...
I'm taking my daughter
to the beach tomorrow.
Cute.
Do you wanna...
grab a shower?
Together?
No.
Oh, I didn't
mean that I wanted...
[shower noise]
Look, excuse me...
[closing microwave]
[shower running]
Tell me something, David.
[timer rings]
- What happened to you guys?
- What happened?
Can you give me a towel?
- Sorry?
- Can you grab me a towel?
Oh yeah, of course.
Over here.
[microwave humming]
Huh?
What?
I mean...
You all seem so broken.
Oh...
Do you love her?
My mom?
Yeah, of course I do.
[microwave still humming]
Oh, well...
I mean...
It's admirable,
considering what she did to you.
What did she do?
[microwave rings]
It smells so good, doesn't it?
Yeah...
Your turn.
You reek.
[old shower creeking]
[mysterious theme music]
[running water]
[music builds]
[music crescendos]
[cork popping out]
[music pauses]
Wow!
Your hand!
Let me look at it.
Ugh...
Let me see it. Does it hurt?
- No.
- No?
Come.
[moving medicines]
Okay.
[Unwrapping bandages]
Okay.
Gentle.
[female vocalist
singing somewhere in distance]
- Too tight?
- No.
Good. Have a seat.
Okay.
Grab some wine.
I don't know much about wine but
my friend is
sort of a connoisseur,
and he always said,
"If it tastes good, it is good."
Oh, wow...
This looks...
fantastic.
So this is an old family recipe.
- Goodness, thank you.
- I hope you eat meat.
It'd be awkward if you didn't.
No, I do, I do.
I love meat.
I love it.
Okay.
[serving from big pot]
- Mmm.
- Good?
Mmm.
Yeah.
Tell me about your dad.
Umm, my dad?
Is he still alive?
I don't know. I think so.
You didn't know him?
No, no...
But my mom
talks about him a lot.
Do you know his name?
- Paul.
- Paul?
So it's you and Linda...
and...
Uhh..
Gruff, Gruffudd.
He's the funny one.
Yeah, he's the funny one.
Spunky.
Yeah.
None of you look alike.
- No?
- No.
Well, we all have...
We all have different dads so...
- All three of you?
- Can I just say, this is...
- Great!
- What happened?
No, nothing really.
That sounds like a lie.
My...
My mom had Linda
when she was really young.
And so she...
Like really young.
And she let her stay
with her grandparents and...
And then my mom,
she moved to Europe.
And had Gruff?
Right.
And you?
Me and my mom came here
when I was about 13.
And she left him behind too?
- Did she let you see them?
- I wrote loads of letters to
them.
But they never...
It is what it is.
Sometimes it isn't.
[soft piano music]
She is sort of like
one of those old pub jokes.
- Old pub jokes?
- You know...
Who walks into a bar
and fucks a Welshman,
a Scotsman and an American?
- Who?
- Your mother.
[giggling]
My mother...
Oh god!
I don't think
she would think it's funny.
[both laughing hard]
Oh.
Oh...
You're doing good though.
I've seen a lot worse.
[ballad comes up softly]
...But soon I'm revealing
my love for you over again
My cigarette burns me
I wake with a start
My hand isn't hurt
but there's pain in my heart
Awake or asleep
every memory I'll keep
Deep in a dream of you
[music comes up for finale]
I'm deep in a dream of you
[song ends gracefully]
[Loud hammering]
[more loud hammering]
[hammering pauses]
Oh shoot!
[ladder squeaking]
[sighs]
Uhhh...
I hope I didn't wake you, sir.
Who are you?
Who are you?
I'm sorry, I'm David.
Ahh, Marcus.
I run this place.
Is that your mama over there?
- Yeah.
- Ahh.
- Sorry about all this.
- No, don't be.
There's hot coffee downstairs.
[more hammering]
How you feeling today, Mom?
Did you sleep well?
You want some coffee?
I'll get us some coffee.
I never wanted
any children, David.
[bird tweeting]
[bird tweeting]
[solo bass chord]
I had awful dreams last night.
[another bass chord]
You know when I had Gruffudd,
I cried for months.
That's not unusual.
A lot of women go through that,
they just don't talk about it.
Did you know that
between Linda and Gruffudd,
I had five
babies removed from me?
[another bass chord]
Five.
I tried to get
rid you too but...
You clinched on to my uterus
for dear life.
You've always
clinched on to me, David.
[bass chord]
Are you listening?
[bird tweeting]
[another solo bass chord]
[another solo bass chord]
[bird flapping]
Are you listening?
It's not my fault!
[chiming far away]
Sure, Mom.
It's not my...
[door closing]
[strange music begins]
[kitchen noises]
[spoon stirring]
[solo bass chord]
[solo bass continues]
[Door opening, doorbell]
Hey.
Did you run all the way up here?
No.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Can I just...? Excuse me.
Oh my god, who's that guy?
- Something just hit me.
- That's Marcus.
Did you...?
Did you pay for it already?
For what?
- The bed.
- The Viridi?
Yeah, that's it.
If you didn't,
I'll give you a good price.
No, I don't know that we ever...
We never intended to actually...
It's a real nice bed.
I mean, it's great taste.
Alright, well, how much?
Gruff!
A grand.
No, no, no...
Look, two actually.
Handmade and all.
Oh, we'll think about it.
She'll just stay and we carry it
out.
I have a truck.
Alright.
Well, that's really nice of
you, Marcus. [telephone ringing]
I'm just thinking.
Yeah, alright, thank you.
He must be joking, right?
Well, it's a good deal.
Is she dead enough yet?
Oakbed Furniture,
Bella speaking.
David?
Your wife's on the phone.
I'll tell
you that shit'll kill you.
- Is everything okay?
- Yeah, I think so.
Whatever.
It's your life.
- Hello.
- Hi, we just got here to the...
...beach, so I was just,
I'm gonna call work.
It's alright,
David, seriously...
No, no, no,
I'm literally out the door.
I'll see you, just stay there,
I'll be right there.
Alright, love, okay.
Where's Dad?
Honey...
- Linda, I need your car!
- No.
I need your fucking
car keys right now!
FUCK JESUS!
[upbeat theme music]
[powerful car motor humming]
I'm a good man.
I'm a decent human being.
I'm a good dad to Bree.
I'm sorry, Bree.
Shit.
[car honking]
Okay.
Dad's here!
Oh, my god.
What car is that?
Honey, you can't just
park the car there, sweetie.
I don't think that's...
- David?
- Yeah, I know, I'm here.
I know, I know.
- David, look at me.
- Yeah.
- I know.
- But nothing happened.
It's alright, it's alright.
Then okay, so I can go
and you should...
How's it all going?
It's fine, what is going?
Yeah, okay.
You don't have to
take it all on, honey.
I know, yesterday was crazy!
It doesn't have to be
all your responsibility.
I know.
Are they helping?
Who?
Helping with what?
Here.
Bree, wait for me!
Look, Bree needs
to wear her floaties.
Yeah.
- On tightly.
- Yeah, okay.
Okay, I got this.
I'll see you later.
Bree, hang on!
- What?
- Are you ready?
Don't forget to put
your floaties on! I need to put
your floaties on!
I don't need those anymore.
Yeah, we do. I need you
to put them on your arms!
But Tom showed me how to swim
like a real big girl.
- What? Tom did?
- Yeah, like this!
Oh really?
Well...
Okay...
Well, I'm going to put them on
in a minute.
Hello.
Dave. How are you, man?
How's your day?
Yeah?
- Bree, don't go far!
- Okay.
Someone called Marco's here.
- Who?
- Marco.
...a couple of hundred years!
- Marcus?
- No, not the same.
They want us to pay them.
For what?
The couch.
She's off the couch?
No, she's still on the couch.
- Just tell them...
- Tell them what?
You'll just have to...
- You'll just have to tell
them that.
- Tell 'em what, Dave?
- Tell...
- Tell 'em what?
Just tell them...
That.
He's really mad, he's furious,
he's angry...
He's shouting at your mom.
Listen.
Who are you?
[children shouting]
Bree!
He's...Dave?
Hmm.
Bree!
Bree?
Hey, you didn't see a little
girl about this high in a blue
swimsuit?
- I don't think so.
- No?
Is everything alright?
Well...
I think I might have
lost my daughter, yeah.
- Oh God.
- Bree!
- Can she swim?
- Yeah.
I mean, I dunno.
I've got her fucking floaties!
Shit!
Bree!
Bree!
[theme music accelerates]
[theme music
turns plaintive]
Have you lost your mind?
Don't you ever run away from me
like that again!
Do you understand?
Sir! Sir!
We kept an eye on her.
She was just playing
by the shore.
You kept your eye on her?
What!
She was about to fucking die!
Hey!
[car door opening]
[door slams shut]
Sweetie?
[car motor idling]
Never mind, I love you.
[sighing]
[softer theme
music comes up]
[front door opening]
[door closes]
What's going on here?
Last supper.
Oh, Dad wanted to see you.
Now?
Yeah, he said it was urgent.
- Where is he?
- In there.
Marcus!
[quiet footsteps]
Marcus?
[machinery humming]
Oh, hey, Bella said
you wanted to see me?
Who are you?
I'm David.
We met...
We met earlier.
You part of the family?
Yeah, sure.
You think you can come in here
and not pay us?
Sleeping here?
No!
- No, I'm sorry I didn't know...
- What's the hold-up, son?
- There's no hold-up...
- Marcus!
No hold-up? Sit down.
Marcus!
Jesus Christ!
A lifetime of mutual
understanding and suddenly this.
You have a brother,
don't you, David?
- Correct?
- Yeah, I have one brother.
One's enough. So you get it.
Sorry, sir,
I'm not quite sure I follow.
Brothers! You get it.
Oakbed Furniture,
Bella speaking.
Darling...
Can you send Marcus back here?
Yeah.
Sorry...
Who are you?
Marco.
And you owe me two grand.
What?
Ah, there you are.
You've met, correct?
- Yes sir.
- Oh yes, I think so, yes.
So, we agree?
On what?
Thanks to my brother's
very generous hospitality,
it has come to my understanding
that both you and your mother
stayed the night,
but I, perhaps, am mistaken?
No, you're not mistaken.
So?
We agreed?
No, sir, your brother and I,
we had an agreement,
of one grand, and no more.
Can I have that please?
Split it then.
Sir, hang on.
I'm not sure exactly
quite what the plan is...
[grunting]
[chainsaw starts]
- I just think that we should...
- Dad, Dad...
Can we just discuss it?
- It's fine, he always
does this.
- Yeah, yeah!
Don't Dad!
We're gonna split it!
I'll get your money!
So now you agree?
Yes, I agree!
These bums don't want to pay us!
You don't want to pay us?
No, yes! I'll pay.
- Is it a deal?
- Oh yes!
- Is it a deal?
- Yes, it's a fucking deal!
Deadbeats!
Every time.
I gotta do this every time.
Your dad's a fucking maniac!
It's okay.
Ooh...
What a day.
How much have you got?
A Bennett is like $300.
- I wasn't expecting...
- No, we're not talking about
a dresser.
So what are we talking about?
It's not my fault she picked
the most expensive fucking couch
in the shop, is it?.
- How much?
- Two grand.
- Two grand?
- But we can split it...
I haven't got
that kind of money, Dave.
Shoulda just called 911?
No, that's not the solution
to everything, Linda.
It would have
saved you two grand.
It would have
saved me two grand?
- You know what? Fuck you!
- Fuck you, David.
And fuck you too, Gruff!
Fuck you.
No, showing up is not enough!
I'm fed up being the only person
that cares about her!
Then don't.
Quit looking after her.
Is that supposed to be
some kind of joke?
It just seems all you do in life
is lick her psycho ass
because you're too afraid
to hurt her feelings.
God forbid, you grab some,
and just drag her out of here.
That's really daughter-like
shit, isn't it, Linda? You've
got such a big heart!
- Fuck off, David.
- I can't fuck off!
I'd love to, like everyone else
in this family, but I can't!
'Cause I stay,
and I try, and I care!
And where were you?
Where were you?
Sent all those letters!
I just wanted to be in
your lives,
and I wanted you in mine, but..
The harder I tried,
the further you pushed me away!
Like I was her!
But I'm not her,
I'm your fucking brother!
You're such a fucking saint?
At least I fucking try!
But if you don't care, Linda,
feel free to leave.
There's the door.
You think we're here for her?
They...
They say my
"Welsh Dragon" is a ten.
The trick is peach snaps.
It's hard to find.
So you gotta go
with apricot pure,
instead, which of course makes
it sweeter, but it works...
It works a little bit like
a Pepsi Challenge, you know?
"First sip, Heaven!"
"Jungle Juice"...
is another one.
Not as strong as
"Death In The Afternoon."
But the strongest of them all...
is an "Aunt Roberta."
Two of those fuckers...
Your gag reflex is gone.
Your heart rate dissipates.
Your skin starts to crawl.
Instant death though is...
if you use
ethanol instead of vodka.
But this...
is just a "Welsh Dragon."
[tiny splash]
We didn't get
any letters, David.
Cheers.
[dramatic
music comes up softly]
You think
that window is big enough?
Totally.
You see that photo?
See that bed right behind me?
That's where me
and Shelly made you.
You were made on a
ferry from Swansea to London.
Paul wanted to name you Swansea,
but Shelly didn'tlike that.
Who's Shelly?
You see, he was this dealer...
- Paul was my dad.
- He was always...
...off somewhere
you didn't want him to be.
The fact is...the fact is...
that the three
of you are nothing
but the result of men
demanding my love.
I loved your father the most.
But he didn't love me,
in the way I wanted him to.
He didn't love you, David.
I've been in this place
as long as I can remember.
And still I...
find new things every day.
It's hidden, you know, David?
There's so much
that's hidden from me.
You'd be surprised.
Did you apologize
to Bree this morning?
See?
It's hard being a parent.
You know that you're doing harm
all the time and...
You feel like you want
to apologize, but for what?
For being a parent?
What did you do
with my letters, Mom?
I saved you.
Saved me?
Saved me from what?
- We're done here.
- What are you doing?
C'mon!
That's it, I've
had enough fun, get up!
Get up!
- Get up!
- Get out of here!
No!
You got us all, haven't you?
You
fucking got us all, didn't you?
How dare you! How dare you!
Get off of me!
You'll fucking die!
[loud thud]
Hmm...
Mom.
I told you it wouldn't
work, David.
Stay still, you're bleeding,
stay still.
I've been
bleeding my whole life.
This is nothing.
- Did it hurt?
- No, not at all.
You see, David? Where?
David...
It didn't work.
Yeah.
You see what you did?
Yeah.
Look at this.
This is what you did, David.
Look, David...
Just a little, too bad...
...bleeding a lot...
[mumbling]
- It's not too bad?
- No, it's not bad at all.
911...What's your emergency?
911...What's your emergency?
Uhhm...
Yes, hello?
Yeah, hi.
I'm just... I want to...
[laughing, crying]
Sir?
[bawling]
Hello?
I didn't do anything!
I can't do this anymore!
[crying]
Sir?
Sir, is this about a suicide?
I'll connect you to
the Suicide Prevention Center.
I don't think I can carry on!
Okay, hold on.
[crying]
[crying]
[busy signal]
[more crying]
[busy signal]
[profound crying]
Hello?
Hello?
[more crying]
Hello...?
Hello...?
Hello.
Hello...?
Hello.
- Hello?
- Oh, there you are.
Hey.
- How are you feeling?
- I'm fine.
[Thunder cracking]
You had a bad day?
Hello?
David.
David...
[hard rain falling]
[theme music comes up]
[thunderstorm moving away]
[softer theme music]
Bella, have you seen your dad?
Are you staying?
[theme music comes up]
David!
You have a knife in your back.
The tiny ones are the worst.
[moaning]
[screaming in pain]
- What's your thinking, son?
- I don't know.
I don't know.
What should I think?
I'm a sporting man, David.
It's about the race.
Bet one horse, you lose,
bet another, you lose again.
You ain't satisfied with
the honest dollar,
you can make it off the vig.
But it always comes back
to these questions:
Ethics, character...
And most importantly, family.
- You understand?
- No, I don't.
I represent order around here.
Order, as in a quality of order,
is what my name is known for.
Chaos, on the other hand,
is something I react to.
Something I have to react.
You see,
Oakbed's
doesn't run on it's own.
I, we, as
an institution, offer quality...
and protection.
Protection against what?
A form of protection
against man himself.
Or...
the sudden
arrival of food poisoning.
After you.
[singing pub song]
...when she thumps the ghost
she felt the mighty roar
[mumbling lyrics]
and wrapped around their necks
And she ain't gonna jump no more
[singing] Glory, glory,
what a hell of a way to die
Glory, glory,
what a hell of a way to die
Glory, glory,
what a hell of a way to die
- And she ain't gonna
jump no more
- Everyone!
Quiet down.
Sit down everyone.
Take a seat.
Join me!
- Oakbed's!
- Oakbed's!
I want to express my gratitude
to you fine folks
who've been part of Oakbed's
journey throughout the years.
Now some of
you knew my father well.
That's my brother.
And he said that
closure is not a defeat.
No.
Life's too short to dwell on
commodities that don'twork.
On old furniture
that no one wants.
Look around you.
This is family.
This is true.
We're here to celebrate.
Nothing else.
Please join me.
To the future!
Here, here.
Let's eat!
[table chatter,
sounds of plates]
Excuse me...
Excuse me, sorry.
I'd like to say a few words...
too...
Because I've only been part of
Oakbed's journey for two days.
Two...
long days...
and I just
wanted to express my...
gratitude...
especially to my brother...
and to my sister...
Because I've come to realize
that I've missed you...
my entire life.
And whatever that lady
upstairs did to us or...
didn't do to us...
Perhaps we should...
Like Marco said,
"Life is too short to dwell
on commodities that don't work."
- It's true.
- Oh yeah.
So...
To new...
furniture, I suppose.
To furniture!
Very nice speech.
What is?
Very nice.
Oh...
Thank you.
It's always hard.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
You did so well.
You should't
stay too long though.
Where?
I mean it's nice and all,
but...
people tend to get confused
in a place like this.
It's big, you know?
Like IKEA?
We always encourage
our clients to leave.
[thunderstorm in distance]
Where should I go?
[explosive crash of storm]
[wind howling]
[dramatic
theme music builds]
[thunder cracking]
[theme music
builds powerfully]
Mom!
Mom!
Mom!
David!
David, bring me
that blanket right there!
[thunder cracks overhead]
David, would you help me
with this, please?
What are
you doing with the couch?
Just help me, give me a hand!
It's a boat, watch your feet!
Can you get me
that blanket right there?
Bring it to me!
- That?
- Yeah.
Bring it here.
- Where are you going?
- Here...
Here, take this rope.
Okay.
Now...
Pull!
Yeah...
Pull this tight.
Pull at it!
That's good!
Wait! Wait!
I didn't find the dresser!
Well, it doesn't matter now,
does it?
Just get this boat in the water,
and it'll all be over soon!
Now pull it!
C'mon, you're strong! Pull!
Okay!
C'mon!
[storm raging]
Pull it hard!
Pull it!
[creaking]
There you go, yeah!
Hold that! Hold it!
[waves breaking ferociously]
Alright...
I'm going in.
Oh...
David?
Can you forgive me?
I mean, I can't apologize but...
Do you forgive me?
[reflective music]
No?
Oh...
Good for you!
And...
Could I have my knife, please?
It's in your breast pocket.
[theme music builds]
Thanks.
And remember, David,
I never intentionally
tried to hurt you.
But a mother's gotta do
what a mother's gotta do, right?
Will you be alright?
[waves roaring]
David...
Time to let go of this boat.
I'll be fine.
Just let go.
[theme music
builds powerfully]
[theme music crescendos]
Goodbye, David!
[waves breaking
against storefront]
[theme music
builds powerfully]
[theme music fades away
with chimes]
[turbulent water rising]
[child's voice
singing in distance]
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
I have seen Him in
the watch-fires of a hundred
circling camps
They have builded Him an altar
in the evening dews and damps
I can read His righteous
sentence by the dim and
flaring lamps
His truth is marching on
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, halle...
[mourners' voices softly,
except Gruff]
Thank you.
Here's my favorite niece
in the world!
How are you, darling?
Look what's over there. Cake.
Shall we get Raylin a piece?
Sugar makes sadness sweeter.
How's the cake? Tastes good?
Nice, right?
See that's the good thing
about funerals.
[key turning inside lock]
[lock opening]
[opening drawer]
[phone ringing somewhere]
[phone ringing again]
[again phone ringing]
[phone again, closer]
[phone ringing again]
[phone ringing again]
[one-note theme music]
[phone ringing non-stop]
[ringing stops]
David.
[one note theme music]
Yeah.
[one note
theme music continues]
Well, it's more
of a couch really.
Sure, yeah.
Where is it?
[sound of approaching car]
[cutting engine off]
[opening car door]
[car door shutting]
[one note theme music
comes up]
[one note theme music]
[Car door closing]
[one note theme music
evolves into symphony]
[theme music
comes up powerfully]
[powerful
thunderstorm in distance]
[theme music begins]
[theme music builds]
[theme music comes up more]
[theme music
more powerfully]
[theme music fades out]
[front door
opens with chime]
[front door closing]
Mom!
Oh yes...no, not always.
I mean I have a cooker,
I used to kick it.
I mean I had to kick it,
just to make it work.
But what are you gonna do?
Did you find it?
The dresser?
- No.
- Oh...
- Hi!
- This is Bella.
Oh hi, look Gruff,
I don't have much time...
Running the place
for 30 years now,
can you believe it?
Not me, it's a family thing.
- My dad and his brother
run it now.
- Oh, okay.
- Where's Mom? - I can
show you around if you want.
It's really a neat space.
- That'd be great...
- No, that's fine, thanks.
Great.
- C'mon...
- I don't have the time to...
- Let's go and see the shop.
- No!
My papa wanted to re-create
suburban living as much as
possible in '87...
Kinda like IKEA sort of thing?
I've never been to IKEA.
He figured that people
would connect more to it,
than if he'd just set it up
normally.
It's beautiful.
This is great.
Dave!
Dave, have a look at this space.
I mean it's incredible,
the details, it's fantastic.
- Papa wss so good at that.
- Yeah.
He made people
feel real connection.
- Let me show you upstairs.
- Thank you, thank you.
Dave, come through.
You know,
we actually have plenty of cases
where clients stayed over night.
To Papa, it was a testimony he
did something right, you know?
Okay. That'd be nice.
We actually encourage them
to leave though.
You can easily get confused
in a place like this.
- What an entrance!
- It's so big, you know?
Oh, wow!
I feel at home.
Well, feel free
to stay if you want.
Oh, thank you.
What were
you looking for anyway?
I'm looking for a Bennet.
I think it's a dresser.
Some type...
I don't know about a Bennet.
We're officially closed.
We just went
out of business unfortunately.
Oh, no, I'm
really sorry to hear that.
No, it's fine, we go in and out
of business all the time.
Oh really?
Are you ready to leave Mom?
[sighing]
EAhm, I'll leave you to it.
Give me a shout.
I'll be downstairs.
I'm not coming, David.
Why? Are you alright?
I'm fine, I'm...
I'm just not going with you.
[theme music comes up]
[steel door opening & closing]
[crow squawking]
Ahmm...
[giggling]
Can you go upstairs
and check on Mom?
Did she find something?
Yes, she did actually. A couch.
A couch?
- Wait, the big green one?
- Yeah.
What brand?
It's Viridi.
- That's a premium bed, really.
- Oh, really?
She always had good taste.
I mean there was this time...
Can you just go and
check on her, Gruff?
What, now?
Yeah.
Fine.
[swivel chair squeaking]
So you're 48?
Huh?
How old are you?
Oh, forty-eight.
Huh!
That's Gruff, my older brother.
He's fifty-five.
Married.
Wow, he looks a lot younger.
And that's your mom up there?
Eighty-two.
God, I'm sorry.
I mean my grandpa was 82
when he passed.
[telephone ringing]
Oakbed Furniture.
Bella speaking.
What did she say to you?
She said she wanted to stay.
And you?
Same.
Then you are in the right place:
model 2000,
let go of your mother...
You think she's hungry?
No, I don't.
[theme music up]
I am though.
[car motor doesn't start]
- Hello? Yeah?
- Hey, where are you?
Oh yeah, we're on the way now.
Great, do you have the cake?
What the fuck?
Manolo's just called and said
you haven't picked it up yet.
They got concerned.
[shopbell]
Yeah, actually, I'm actually...
I'm getting them.
I could also bring some...
I could also bring
some Chinese food if you like.
Thank you...
No, I don't need Chinese food,
I need you to come to
the party, please.
Hey, Lincoln!
No!
Alright, well listen, I...
[phone dies]
[theme music comes up]
[passing
freight train whistling]
[chiming, front door closes]
Did you hear anything?
About what?
From?
Did you not go up
and check on her?
[heavy door opening and closing]
I got you some food, Mom.
What do you say we just eat
and then...
And then we're
gonna leave, okay?
I know what's going on.
Do you?
Because I'm pretty sure
I don't know...
Did you pay them?
Did I pay who for what?
For the couch?
Do you want the couch?
Is that what it is?
We can maybe get you the couch.
We can...
There's some really
nice stuff downstairs
that we could check out also.
Huh.
Look, we can't just stay here...
Gruff and I,
we gotta go, you know?
Your brother sounds like he's
doing very nicely with
that little lady downstairs.
Jesus Christ, Mom!
Mom!
You gotta help me out here.
What's happening?
Hmm?
Ah, there you are...
There you are!
Look, it'll be nice.
I'll drive us there,
and we can have some cake.
And then I'll drive us home.
Hmm?
The kids haven't seen you in
so long. They really miss you.
Well, I'm not too sure I miss
them.
Here, I want to give you this.
I wanted to give it
to you before, actually.
If I can get it out.
There.
What is that?
Do I need this?
It wouldn't be right
to give it to anyone else.
Well, where does it go?
The dresser.
I'm sure you'll find it.
Gruff...
Yeah?
What do you know
about this dresser?
No more than you.
Cherry or dark oak, I think.
Ivory top, I think.
Ivory?
Marble?
I think we should find it.
Is there something wrong?
[theme music comes up]
Do you think
we should call Linda?
- Huh?
- Yeah...
I think we should call Linda.
[door opening]
[door closing]
[theme music ends]
[door opening, chime sounds]
Is she coming?
Oh, ahh...
I don't know.
[big door opening]
[door slamming shut]
They don't serve anyone.
They don't care for these
support dogs.
not even if it's
a chihuahua,
he says to the blind man.
And the blind man says:
"What?"
"They got me a chihuahua?"
[giggling]
[laughing]
Ahm.
So here's what we'll do...
Mom, why don't I drive us home?
And then Gruff and I will stay
with you for the whole rest of
the day.
- Won't we Gruff?
- Yeah,
sure, if that's what you want.
Hmm?
Mom, we're gonna have
to carry you out of here
if you don't wanna leave by your
own...
Oh, good luck with that!
As soon as you grab my arms and
legs, I'll throw myself all
around...
And I'll bite
you and I'll kick you...
And if you get
as far as the stairs,
I will fall and hit my
head so hard it'll burst!
Oakbed Furniture,
Bella speaking...
You don't want that, do you,
David?
Gruff!
Gruffudd!
Yeah?
Someone's on the phone for you!
Oh, if you'll excuse me.
[clearing throat]
Gimme the phone.
Gimme the phone,
you little stinker!
Okay, here's Gruff.
Hello?
I understand that you have
to make other plans, David.
You're a family man now.
Hi, Sorry no, that's Bella.
Yeah.
Where are you?
How are the kids, anyway?
Yeah, good, they're good.
- Who do you think is on
the phone?
- And Anne? How's Anne?
Yeah, she's...
This layout...
It's just beautiful...
What time is it, David?
It's...
[clock chimes]
Oh!
Oh, my god!
Shit!
And now he's running
across the room.
Hey...
Where...?
- Where the fuck are you?
- Hey, honey, hey.
I called you a million times.
Did you?
But my phone didn't ring.
There must be
something up with my...
No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Tom, Julia's dad, had to go
and pick up the cakes.
And bring them here.
And thank God, otherwise,
we would have no cakes...
for her party.
- Who's Julia's dad?
- Who's Julia's dad?
What kinda question is that?
Julia's dad is Julia's dad.
How come you've got
Julia's dad's number?
Who cares? Where are you?
I'm at Oakbed.
What?
You're at Oakbed?
She's fucking crazy!
You're at Oakbed?
I know, I know.
Gruff is here.
Gruff? Like Gruffudd is?
Yeah.
[Gruff whistles]
Why?
We're picking up a dresser.
Linda's on her way.
- Here?
- Yeah, she just called.
She's coming now?
David!
Gruffudd!
Honey, I'm gonna have to
call you back.
Gruffudd!
What's up, Mom?
You called for us?
Right, my pills.
- What pills?
- Pills?
I keep them next to my bed.
What kind of pills?
Yellow pills.
You'll find them.
Oh, beautiful...
[car honking]
It's a duvet, isn't it?
It's a real best-seller, ma'am.
[car honking]
How about that?
[car honking stridently]
[front door opening]
[front door closing]
- Who is that?
- That's a ...
[theme music plays softly]
[theme music recedes]
Shall we?
I told you, there's no such
thing as a street named Ideal.
But no, no, "You'll find it.
If you don't find that..."
"Turn left on Pleasant."
Which way am I going here?
Down to the end and left.
"It's a soft
left, not a hard left."
What the fuck is the difference
between "soft" left and
"hard" left?
One's softer and the other one's
more extreme...
She's up here?
- In there, yeah?
- She up there by herself?
- Open the door.
- Oh, forget it!
Would have been here so much
earlier if you just give me
the right directions.
You know this has got
something to do with Paul...
[door closing]
- Tall Paul or small Paul?
- Jenny, Jenny, Jenny...
- Tall Paul?
- Oh Jesus.
Mom!
Oh, how nice of you to come.
You really didn't have to.
What's going on?
How are you, honey?
How long have you been here?
How long's she been here?
- Two, three hours.
- Four hours.
You hurt?
- She hurt?
- No.
No, I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm
fine.
Thank you.
Thank you, dear.
- Alright, I'm calling 911.
- Wait, no, no, no, hang on.
- Can we discuss this?
- Discuss what?
- She's clearly lost her mind.
- That's not fair!
Should we? Let's just
talk about it, the three of us.
Alright, let's talk.
What's wrong with you guys?
How long
you gonna let her stay here?
She asked for pills.
- What pills?
- Next to her bed.
- She did?
- Yeah.
- I don't know about any pills.
- No...
But what about if we...
If we go and get them,
and then she takes them,
and then we can leave.
I think that's a good idea.
- Who are you?
- That's Bella.
That's Bella.
Hi, nice to meet you.
- Bella works here.
- That's my older sister, Linda.
Why don't we just call someone
who can come pick her up?
My dad'll be here soon,
he can help you if you want.
- Oh, thank you, Bell.
- Or we could just wait.
For what?
- She's sitting in
a fucking couch...
- Shhh...
So far she's just been...
She's just been sitting there.
Whatever.
Why don't we go
and get those pills.
[ignition fails]
Out of gas?
Yeah, but it can't be.
[ignition fails again]
Seems you're out of gas.
[powerful motor]
Whoah, listen man!
Shit, listen to that.
Anne said that she called me.
I drove a Porsche once.
This is, this is...
- Dirty.
- What about these pills?
Do you think
they're for her eyes?
She would have said.
I don't know what.
I'm not so sure.
Old people take pills
for all kinds of shit, you know?
[Car motor humming along]
Mom said that you got married?
Oh yeah.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Who is she?
Who's who?
Your wife?
Rey?
Yeah?
She's great.
Great!
Was Linda there?
- Where?
- At the wedding.
Yeah, I think she was.
Yeah, why?
No, that's...
That's a big thing, you know.
Congrats, that's...
That's finally settling down,
you know?
How do you mean?
Well, marrying...
You got married.
It's...
Congratulations.
[door opening]
[door closing]
[footsteps on stairway]
[playful theme music]
Nothing.
[flapping sheet]
There's nothing here.
Did you know about this?
Know what?
She's moving!
Is she?
No, I don't think so.
Strange.
Let me try the bathroom.
Just aspirin.
Yeah, they're
supposed to be yellow.
Pink, right?
Yellow.
- I'm pretty sure she said pink.
- No, she said yellow.
Alright, well, a two-colored
pill is never good news.
[quiet footsteps]
[kitchen drawers slamming]
Nah, nothing.
I can't find anything.
I'm gonna call her.
Let me try Oakbed's.
Straight to voicemail.
Oh, I know.
Bella, hey it's Gruff.
Hey, how are you?
I'm fine.
Hmm,
Listen, I was just wondering,
do you know where my mom is?
Would you mind
putting her on the phone?
Please, darling, thank you.
Oh, we do?
Ahh, well, just tell her
we can't find her pills.
We can't find them.
Anyway...
Anyway, we looked high and low.
Okay, Bella?
Hah-hah...
Well, thank you very much,
I'm very flattered and...
No, you are!
No, you are!
Hmm? Alright...
[mysterious theme music]
Hey, guess what?
Huh?
What's that key?
Guess what?
What?
No, you said, "Guess what?"
Yeah, oop...
Hello.
Yeah, sure...
How many of those
would you like?
Okay.
Okay, thank you.
Bye, bye.
What the fuck is an Idaho Spud?
[Truck passing]
What does a Bennet look like?
Ivory edges I think.
Bella didn't say.
No, she did, she said
it was marble-topped.
I didn't see any marble top.
[powerful car motor]
So is it true what Mom said?
Said what?
About you and Anne.
What did she say?
Could you afford it?
What?
My mate Alan...
Back home. A lovely lad.
Had it all, you know
Now he just lives in
a one-bedroom flat with his old
mate from college.
Sleeps on the floor.
What did he do?
Neglect, Dave.
Do you believe it?
Neglect?
So it's true,
you're getting divorced?
I'm not getting divorced!
No one's getting divorced!
Well I'm here
if you need me, Dave, you know?
That shit's never easy, man.
[door bell, shop announcer
[door slams]
How's he doing?
He's...
He couldn't find it.
Come on.
[metal door opening]
- Mom.
- Did you find the pills?
Where is the dresser?
They're just vitamins anyway.
What is this,
a game to you, Mom?
I don't have times
for games, Mom, not today!
Did you get the spuds
I was asking for them before?
Oh, for God's sake.
- This is ridiculous.
- Hey Mom...
Here's your Idaho Spuds.
Oh, I'll never
finish two of these.
Okay. Thank you, Gruff.
Thank you.
That's unusual.
Mom...
Mom!
You didn't have to go all crazy
just to get the three of us
together!
No...
Unusual in a bad way.
See it...
Reminds me of your dads.
Fuck this, I'm calling 911.
Oh, Jesus, do we...?
Why is everything a fucking
911 situation?
Is that something that
you want to talk about, Mom?
No, not at all!
The fact that she just
talked about our dads.
That's never happened before.
I think that's something.
You wanna stay here
for a fucking family meeting?
Yes!
Yeah, I do actually.
Do you mind?
Fuck off, David.
- Ahh, c'mon...
- Gruff...
- What do you think?
- I don't know.
We should wait.
Look, Linda...
Maybe, she's trying
to tell us something, you know?
You got that now?
[PA system chimes & squeaks]
David!
[door bell]
You know what, Tom...?
- Dad!
- We'll figure it out.
- Bree!
- You missed my party!
I'm so sorry!
- You missed my party!
- I know.
I felt so...
Was it fun?
David, what is going on?
Linda, Gruff...
- Long time.
- Listen, tomorrow...
You and me, we'll go to
the beach and we're gonna eat
as much ice cream as we can.
No, no, hey Linc, go upstairs...
Grandma's
upstairs on the big couch.
Go tell her you love her,
and you miss her,
but this is important...
Ask her to make you pancakes
back at her place later today.
Yeah, she'll love that.
Go and ask her!
Honey, go with your brother.
- Who's this guy?
- That's Julia's dad.
Well, where's Julia?
- You just left Julia?
- Where've you been?
Your grandma is in there.
It's a longer story.
Did you tell her?
Tell me what?
- Tell me what?
- About Mom.
Did something happen?
- No, it's just...
- Did something happen?
No, she's sort of
fallen for this couch.
Okay, so buy her the couch!
Great idea!
Let's buy it and
carry her out of here.
Carry her out? Is she okay?
- No.
- She's fine.
She's fine. She's fine.
She's fine?
Guys, have
you been here all day?
- Can you imagine?
- No, I can't imagine.
The boys wouldn't mind if
she stayed a little bit longer.
- David, did you call 911?
- No, I think this is all gonna
be...
This is all gonna be
much, much clearer...
Hi.
- And who is this?
- Hey, ah, yes...
Do you guys think
you're leaving pretty soon?
- 'Cause I gotta wrap it up.
- Okay, I'm gonna call 911.
That's not necessary.
Well, she could stay here.
- Here?
- Your mom's gonna...?
Yeah, we have everything
she needs, we have a kitchen,
we have towels...
Wait, wait, how would that...?
Would you stay?
No.
No, I gotta go but...
One of you could stay,
we have extra beds upstairs.
Okay, we can not stay.
Gruff, can you...?
- No, I can't.
- Why?
- I've gotta pick Rey up.
- Who's Rey?
- My wife.
- Linda...
Fuck you, David. I'm not staying
in this fucking shithole.
You should
watch your tone, ma'am.
Excuse me?
I mean it's hard enough as it
is.
And this is my dad's store.
You can't just cuss like that
here.
If it's not to your liking...
Just leave.
[playful theme music]
Did she just fucking ma'am me?
- Yeah.
- Yes.
Anne, hi, I'm sorry...
- Did you need a ride home?
- Tom, so sorry! I'm so sorry!
Actually Tom,
she has a husband and car.
So she's fine.
Thank you so much
for paying for the cake.
He's handsome fellow, ain't he?
Thank you.
We're gona go home.
We're going home.
- Can we go?
- I can't, I can't.
You can't?
My mom is upstairs on a sofa!
[singing to herself]
Oh, this is great. Thank you.
Sure?
Okay.
I'll pay you.
You can sort that out later?
Okay.
You'll be okay, right?
Yeah, sure.
Sleep well, soldier.
You put in a good fight today.
Are you hungry, Mom?
No.
Now, you see...
When I was a little girl,
we used to make our own
Christmas decorations.
You know, with string,
popcorn and cranberries
for garlands for the tree.
My brothers were much better
at it than I was.
But this one time...
I cut a little
figure from an orange,
and it came out really good.
And I was really proud of it.
So I took it to my father
to show him,
He said, "Who's this?"
Well, I hadn't thought about
who it was,
so I just said, "It's me."
So he says, "You?"
And he turns
it around and he says,
"This can't be you.
"It's got a penis.
"You're not a boy!"
And he started laughing.
And my brothers joined in.
They were all laughing.
And suddenly I felt so...
ashamed!
That I wasn't
a boy, I was just a girl.
Do you find that funny, David?
Where did you get the knife?
What?
Where did
you get the knife, Mom?
Oh, it's just a letter-knife
for cutting.
Did you bring it?
Yeah, in case you grab me!
- Give it to me, Mom.
- No! It's my knife!
- Give me the knife.
- No, I'm not...
Give me the...
Oh!
What you do that for?
You cut me!
I cut you?
It was your fault,
and you know it!
Look at that.
I can't believe you.
Are you still gonna stay, David?
I don't know now.
Well, I'm not gonna stab you
again!
Especially in your sleep,
if that's what you're thinking.
Just go to sleep, Mom.
I mean you don't...
You don't stab someone
in the back, that's for sure.
Not even family!
[water running in sink]
[faucet closed]
[powerful motor coming nearer]
[motor idling outside]
[knocking]
[voices outside talking]
[weird noises outside]
[indistinct shouting outside]
[more weird noises]
[door slamming]
[dramatic music builds]
[dramatic music
reaches crescendo]
[door slamming]
Oh, my god!
- Jesus Christ, you scared me!
- You scared me!
No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
What are you doing here?
Ahhm...
My dad would kill me if he finds
out that I left you guys here.
It was a bad idea.
What?
You mean you didn't tell him?
No.
- You can trust me.
- I don't know you.
[telephone ringing]
[Ringing again]
Oakbed Furniture,
Bella speaking.
What happened to your hand?
Oh...
For you.
- Hello?
- Hey, it's me.
Bree wants to
tell you something.
Okay.
Peanut!
Bree, it's Daddy!
I have him on the phone!
Here.
You're so busy.
- Hi, Dad!
- Hey, honey.
I want the blue
swimsuit tomorrow,
and not the one with the horses.
Okay, tell Mom
that's fine 'cause I'm...
The blue...
and not the one with the horses.
Yeah, okay, noted.
Alright, my love.
Bye!
Hey Mom!
Okay, bye, I love you.
- Give me the phone.
- Are you sure it's in there?
Yeah, but...
[busy signal]
Oh...
I'm taking my daughter
to the beach tomorrow.
Cute.
Do you wanna...
grab a shower?
Together?
No.
Oh, I didn't
mean that I wanted...
[shower noise]
Look, excuse me...
[closing microwave]
[shower running]
Tell me something, David.
[timer rings]
- What happened to you guys?
- What happened?
Can you give me a towel?
- Sorry?
- Can you grab me a towel?
Oh yeah, of course.
Over here.
[microwave humming]
Huh?
What?
I mean...
You all seem so broken.
Oh...
Do you love her?
My mom?
Yeah, of course I do.
[microwave still humming]
Oh, well...
I mean...
It's admirable,
considering what she did to you.
What did she do?
[microwave rings]
It smells so good, doesn't it?
Yeah...
Your turn.
You reek.
[old shower creeking]
[mysterious theme music]
[running water]
[music builds]
[music crescendos]
[cork popping out]
[music pauses]
Wow!
Your hand!
Let me look at it.
Ugh...
Let me see it. Does it hurt?
- No.
- No?
Come.
[moving medicines]
Okay.
[Unwrapping bandages]
Okay.
Gentle.
[female vocalist
singing somewhere in distance]
- Too tight?
- No.
Good. Have a seat.
Okay.
Grab some wine.
I don't know much about wine but
my friend is
sort of a connoisseur,
and he always said,
"If it tastes good, it is good."
Oh, wow...
This looks...
fantastic.
So this is an old family recipe.
- Goodness, thank you.
- I hope you eat meat.
It'd be awkward if you didn't.
No, I do, I do.
I love meat.
I love it.
Okay.
[serving from big pot]
- Mmm.
- Good?
Mmm.
Yeah.
Tell me about your dad.
Umm, my dad?
Is he still alive?
I don't know. I think so.
You didn't know him?
No, no...
But my mom
talks about him a lot.
Do you know his name?
- Paul.
- Paul?
So it's you and Linda...
and...
Uhh..
Gruff, Gruffudd.
He's the funny one.
Yeah, he's the funny one.
Spunky.
Yeah.
None of you look alike.
- No?
- No.
Well, we all have...
We all have different dads so...
- All three of you?
- Can I just say, this is...
- Great!
- What happened?
No, nothing really.
That sounds like a lie.
My...
My mom had Linda
when she was really young.
And so she...
Like really young.
And she let her stay
with her grandparents and...
And then my mom,
she moved to Europe.
And had Gruff?
Right.
And you?
Me and my mom came here
when I was about 13.
And she left him behind too?
- Did she let you see them?
- I wrote loads of letters to
them.
But they never...
It is what it is.
Sometimes it isn't.
[soft piano music]
She is sort of like
one of those old pub jokes.
- Old pub jokes?
- You know...
Who walks into a bar
and fucks a Welshman,
a Scotsman and an American?
- Who?
- Your mother.
[giggling]
My mother...
Oh god!
I don't think
she would think it's funny.
[both laughing hard]
Oh.
Oh...
You're doing good though.
I've seen a lot worse.
[ballad comes up softly]
...But soon I'm revealing
my love for you over again
My cigarette burns me
I wake with a start
My hand isn't hurt
but there's pain in my heart
Awake or asleep
every memory I'll keep
Deep in a dream of you
[music comes up for finale]
I'm deep in a dream of you
[song ends gracefully]
[Loud hammering]
[more loud hammering]
[hammering pauses]
Oh shoot!
[ladder squeaking]
[sighs]
Uhhh...
I hope I didn't wake you, sir.
Who are you?
Who are you?
I'm sorry, I'm David.
Ahh, Marcus.
I run this place.
Is that your mama over there?
- Yeah.
- Ahh.
- Sorry about all this.
- No, don't be.
There's hot coffee downstairs.
[more hammering]
How you feeling today, Mom?
Did you sleep well?
You want some coffee?
I'll get us some coffee.
I never wanted
any children, David.
[bird tweeting]
[bird tweeting]
[solo bass chord]
I had awful dreams last night.
[another bass chord]
You know when I had Gruffudd,
I cried for months.
That's not unusual.
A lot of women go through that,
they just don't talk about it.
Did you know that
between Linda and Gruffudd,
I had five
babies removed from me?
[another bass chord]
Five.
I tried to get
rid you too but...
You clinched on to my uterus
for dear life.
You've always
clinched on to me, David.
[bass chord]
Are you listening?
[bird tweeting]
[another solo bass chord]
[another solo bass chord]
[bird flapping]
Are you listening?
It's not my fault!
[chiming far away]
Sure, Mom.
It's not my...
[door closing]
[strange music begins]
[kitchen noises]
[spoon stirring]
[solo bass chord]
[solo bass continues]
[Door opening, doorbell]
Hey.
Did you run all the way up here?
No.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Can I just...? Excuse me.
Oh my god, who's that guy?
- Something just hit me.
- That's Marcus.
Did you...?
Did you pay for it already?
For what?
- The bed.
- The Viridi?
Yeah, that's it.
If you didn't,
I'll give you a good price.
No, I don't know that we ever...
We never intended to actually...
It's a real nice bed.
I mean, it's great taste.
Alright, well, how much?
Gruff!
A grand.
No, no, no...
Look, two actually.
Handmade and all.
Oh, we'll think about it.
She'll just stay and we carry it
out.
I have a truck.
Alright.
Well, that's really nice of
you, Marcus. [telephone ringing]
I'm just thinking.
Yeah, alright, thank you.
He must be joking, right?
Well, it's a good deal.
Is she dead enough yet?
Oakbed Furniture,
Bella speaking.
David?
Your wife's on the phone.
I'll tell
you that shit'll kill you.
- Is everything okay?
- Yeah, I think so.
Whatever.
It's your life.
- Hello.
- Hi, we just got here to the...
...beach, so I was just,
I'm gonna call work.
It's alright,
David, seriously...
No, no, no,
I'm literally out the door.
I'll see you, just stay there,
I'll be right there.
Alright, love, okay.
Where's Dad?
Honey...
- Linda, I need your car!
- No.
I need your fucking
car keys right now!
FUCK JESUS!
[upbeat theme music]
[powerful car motor humming]
I'm a good man.
I'm a decent human being.
I'm a good dad to Bree.
I'm sorry, Bree.
Shit.
[car honking]
Okay.
Dad's here!
Oh, my god.
What car is that?
Honey, you can't just
park the car there, sweetie.
I don't think that's...
- David?
- Yeah, I know, I'm here.
I know, I know.
- David, look at me.
- Yeah.
- I know.
- But nothing happened.
It's alright, it's alright.
Then okay, so I can go
and you should...
How's it all going?
It's fine, what is going?
Yeah, okay.
You don't have to
take it all on, honey.
I know, yesterday was crazy!
It doesn't have to be
all your responsibility.
I know.
Are they helping?
Who?
Helping with what?
Here.
Bree, wait for me!
Look, Bree needs
to wear her floaties.
Yeah.
- On tightly.
- Yeah, okay.
Okay, I got this.
I'll see you later.
Bree, hang on!
- What?
- Are you ready?
Don't forget to put
your floaties on! I need to put
your floaties on!
I don't need those anymore.
Yeah, we do. I need you
to put them on your arms!
But Tom showed me how to swim
like a real big girl.
- What? Tom did?
- Yeah, like this!
Oh really?
Well...
Okay...
Well, I'm going to put them on
in a minute.
Hello.
Dave. How are you, man?
How's your day?
Yeah?
- Bree, don't go far!
- Okay.
Someone called Marco's here.
- Who?
- Marco.
...a couple of hundred years!
- Marcus?
- No, not the same.
They want us to pay them.
For what?
The couch.
She's off the couch?
No, she's still on the couch.
- Just tell them...
- Tell them what?
You'll just have to...
- You'll just have to tell
them that.
- Tell 'em what, Dave?
- Tell...
- Tell 'em what?
Just tell them...
That.
He's really mad, he's furious,
he's angry...
He's shouting at your mom.
Listen.
Who are you?
[children shouting]
Bree!
He's...Dave?
Hmm.
Bree!
Bree?
Hey, you didn't see a little
girl about this high in a blue
swimsuit?
- I don't think so.
- No?
Is everything alright?
Well...
I think I might have
lost my daughter, yeah.
- Oh God.
- Bree!
- Can she swim?
- Yeah.
I mean, I dunno.
I've got her fucking floaties!
Shit!
Bree!
Bree!
[theme music accelerates]
[theme music
turns plaintive]
Have you lost your mind?
Don't you ever run away from me
like that again!
Do you understand?
Sir! Sir!
We kept an eye on her.
She was just playing
by the shore.
You kept your eye on her?
What!
She was about to fucking die!
Hey!
[car door opening]
[door slams shut]
Sweetie?
[car motor idling]
Never mind, I love you.
[sighing]
[softer theme
music comes up]
[front door opening]
[door closes]
What's going on here?
Last supper.
Oh, Dad wanted to see you.
Now?
Yeah, he said it was urgent.
- Where is he?
- In there.
Marcus!
[quiet footsteps]
Marcus?
[machinery humming]
Oh, hey, Bella said
you wanted to see me?
Who are you?
I'm David.
We met...
We met earlier.
You part of the family?
Yeah, sure.
You think you can come in here
and not pay us?
Sleeping here?
No!
- No, I'm sorry I didn't know...
- What's the hold-up, son?
- There's no hold-up...
- Marcus!
No hold-up? Sit down.
Marcus!
Jesus Christ!
A lifetime of mutual
understanding and suddenly this.
You have a brother,
don't you, David?
- Correct?
- Yeah, I have one brother.
One's enough. So you get it.
Sorry, sir,
I'm not quite sure I follow.
Brothers! You get it.
Oakbed Furniture,
Bella speaking.
Darling...
Can you send Marcus back here?
Yeah.
Sorry...
Who are you?
Marco.
And you owe me two grand.
What?
Ah, there you are.
You've met, correct?
- Yes sir.
- Oh yes, I think so, yes.
So, we agree?
On what?
Thanks to my brother's
very generous hospitality,
it has come to my understanding
that both you and your mother
stayed the night,
but I, perhaps, am mistaken?
No, you're not mistaken.
So?
We agreed?
No, sir, your brother and I,
we had an agreement,
of one grand, and no more.
Can I have that please?
Split it then.
Sir, hang on.
I'm not sure exactly
quite what the plan is...
[grunting]
[chainsaw starts]
- I just think that we should...
- Dad, Dad...
Can we just discuss it?
- It's fine, he always
does this.
- Yeah, yeah!
Don't Dad!
We're gonna split it!
I'll get your money!
So now you agree?
Yes, I agree!
These bums don't want to pay us!
You don't want to pay us?
No, yes! I'll pay.
- Is it a deal?
- Oh yes!
- Is it a deal?
- Yes, it's a fucking deal!
Deadbeats!
Every time.
I gotta do this every time.
Your dad's a fucking maniac!
It's okay.
Ooh...
What a day.
How much have you got?
A Bennett is like $300.
- I wasn't expecting...
- No, we're not talking about
a dresser.
So what are we talking about?
It's not my fault she picked
the most expensive fucking couch
in the shop, is it?.
- How much?
- Two grand.
- Two grand?
- But we can split it...
I haven't got
that kind of money, Dave.
Shoulda just called 911?
No, that's not the solution
to everything, Linda.
It would have
saved you two grand.
It would have
saved me two grand?
- You know what? Fuck you!
- Fuck you, David.
And fuck you too, Gruff!
Fuck you.
No, showing up is not enough!
I'm fed up being the only person
that cares about her!
Then don't.
Quit looking after her.
Is that supposed to be
some kind of joke?
It just seems all you do in life
is lick her psycho ass
because you're too afraid
to hurt her feelings.
God forbid, you grab some,
and just drag her out of here.
That's really daughter-like
shit, isn't it, Linda? You've
got such a big heart!
- Fuck off, David.
- I can't fuck off!
I'd love to, like everyone else
in this family, but I can't!
'Cause I stay,
and I try, and I care!
And where were you?
Where were you?
Sent all those letters!
I just wanted to be in
your lives,
and I wanted you in mine, but..
The harder I tried,
the further you pushed me away!
Like I was her!
But I'm not her,
I'm your fucking brother!
You're such a fucking saint?
At least I fucking try!
But if you don't care, Linda,
feel free to leave.
There's the door.
You think we're here for her?
They...
They say my
"Welsh Dragon" is a ten.
The trick is peach snaps.
It's hard to find.
So you gotta go
with apricot pure,
instead, which of course makes
it sweeter, but it works...
It works a little bit like
a Pepsi Challenge, you know?
"First sip, Heaven!"
"Jungle Juice"...
is another one.
Not as strong as
"Death In The Afternoon."
But the strongest of them all...
is an "Aunt Roberta."
Two of those fuckers...
Your gag reflex is gone.
Your heart rate dissipates.
Your skin starts to crawl.
Instant death though is...
if you use
ethanol instead of vodka.
But this...
is just a "Welsh Dragon."
[tiny splash]
We didn't get
any letters, David.
Cheers.
[dramatic
music comes up softly]
You think
that window is big enough?
Totally.
You see that photo?
See that bed right behind me?
That's where me
and Shelly made you.
You were made on a
ferry from Swansea to London.
Paul wanted to name you Swansea,
but Shelly didn'tlike that.
Who's Shelly?
You see, he was this dealer...
- Paul was my dad.
- He was always...
...off somewhere
you didn't want him to be.
The fact is...the fact is...
that the three
of you are nothing
but the result of men
demanding my love.
I loved your father the most.
But he didn't love me,
in the way I wanted him to.
He didn't love you, David.
I've been in this place
as long as I can remember.
And still I...
find new things every day.
It's hidden, you know, David?
There's so much
that's hidden from me.
You'd be surprised.
Did you apologize
to Bree this morning?
See?
It's hard being a parent.
You know that you're doing harm
all the time and...
You feel like you want
to apologize, but for what?
For being a parent?
What did you do
with my letters, Mom?
I saved you.
Saved me?
Saved me from what?
- We're done here.
- What are you doing?
C'mon!
That's it, I've
had enough fun, get up!
Get up!
- Get up!
- Get out of here!
No!
You got us all, haven't you?
You
fucking got us all, didn't you?
How dare you! How dare you!
Get off of me!
You'll fucking die!
[loud thud]
Hmm...
Mom.
I told you it wouldn't
work, David.
Stay still, you're bleeding,
stay still.
I've been
bleeding my whole life.
This is nothing.
- Did it hurt?
- No, not at all.
You see, David? Where?
David...
It didn't work.
Yeah.
You see what you did?
Yeah.
Look at this.
This is what you did, David.
Look, David...
Just a little, too bad...
...bleeding a lot...
[mumbling]
- It's not too bad?
- No, it's not bad at all.
911...What's your emergency?
911...What's your emergency?
Uhhm...
Yes, hello?
Yeah, hi.
I'm just... I want to...
[laughing, crying]
Sir?
[bawling]
Hello?
I didn't do anything!
I can't do this anymore!
[crying]
Sir?
Sir, is this about a suicide?
I'll connect you to
the Suicide Prevention Center.
I don't think I can carry on!
Okay, hold on.
[crying]
[crying]
[busy signal]
[more crying]
[busy signal]
[profound crying]
Hello?
Hello?
[more crying]
Hello...?
Hello...?
Hello.
Hello...?
Hello.
- Hello?
- Oh, there you are.
Hey.
- How are you feeling?
- I'm fine.
[Thunder cracking]
You had a bad day?
Hello?
David.
David...
[hard rain falling]
[theme music comes up]
[thunderstorm moving away]
[softer theme music]
Bella, have you seen your dad?
Are you staying?
[theme music comes up]
David!
You have a knife in your back.
The tiny ones are the worst.
[moaning]
[screaming in pain]
- What's your thinking, son?
- I don't know.
I don't know.
What should I think?
I'm a sporting man, David.
It's about the race.
Bet one horse, you lose,
bet another, you lose again.
You ain't satisfied with
the honest dollar,
you can make it off the vig.
But it always comes back
to these questions:
Ethics, character...
And most importantly, family.
- You understand?
- No, I don't.
I represent order around here.
Order, as in a quality of order,
is what my name is known for.
Chaos, on the other hand,
is something I react to.
Something I have to react.
You see,
Oakbed's
doesn't run on it's own.
I, we, as
an institution, offer quality...
and protection.
Protection against what?
A form of protection
against man himself.
Or...
the sudden
arrival of food poisoning.
After you.
[singing pub song]
...when she thumps the ghost
she felt the mighty roar
[mumbling lyrics]
and wrapped around their necks
And she ain't gonna jump no more
[singing] Glory, glory,
what a hell of a way to die
Glory, glory,
what a hell of a way to die
Glory, glory,
what a hell of a way to die
- And she ain't gonna
jump no more
- Everyone!
Quiet down.
Sit down everyone.
Take a seat.
Join me!
- Oakbed's!
- Oakbed's!
I want to express my gratitude
to you fine folks
who've been part of Oakbed's
journey throughout the years.
Now some of
you knew my father well.
That's my brother.
And he said that
closure is not a defeat.
No.
Life's too short to dwell on
commodities that don'twork.
On old furniture
that no one wants.
Look around you.
This is family.
This is true.
We're here to celebrate.
Nothing else.
Please join me.
To the future!
Here, here.
Let's eat!
[table chatter,
sounds of plates]
Excuse me...
Excuse me, sorry.
I'd like to say a few words...
too...
Because I've only been part of
Oakbed's journey for two days.
Two...
long days...
and I just
wanted to express my...
gratitude...
especially to my brother...
and to my sister...
Because I've come to realize
that I've missed you...
my entire life.
And whatever that lady
upstairs did to us or...
didn't do to us...
Perhaps we should...
Like Marco said,
"Life is too short to dwell
on commodities that don't work."
- It's true.
- Oh yeah.
So...
To new...
furniture, I suppose.
To furniture!
Very nice speech.
What is?
Very nice.
Oh...
Thank you.
It's always hard.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
You did so well.
You should't
stay too long though.
Where?
I mean it's nice and all,
but...
people tend to get confused
in a place like this.
It's big, you know?
Like IKEA?
We always encourage
our clients to leave.
[thunderstorm in distance]
Where should I go?
[explosive crash of storm]
[wind howling]
[dramatic
theme music builds]
[thunder cracking]
[theme music
builds powerfully]
Mom!
Mom!
Mom!
David!
David, bring me
that blanket right there!
[thunder cracks overhead]
David, would you help me
with this, please?
What are
you doing with the couch?
Just help me, give me a hand!
It's a boat, watch your feet!
Can you get me
that blanket right there?
Bring it to me!
- That?
- Yeah.
Bring it here.
- Where are you going?
- Here...
Here, take this rope.
Okay.
Now...
Pull!
Yeah...
Pull this tight.
Pull at it!
That's good!
Wait! Wait!
I didn't find the dresser!
Well, it doesn't matter now,
does it?
Just get this boat in the water,
and it'll all be over soon!
Now pull it!
C'mon, you're strong! Pull!
Okay!
C'mon!
[storm raging]
Pull it hard!
Pull it!
[creaking]
There you go, yeah!
Hold that! Hold it!
[waves breaking ferociously]
Alright...
I'm going in.
Oh...
David?
Can you forgive me?
I mean, I can't apologize but...
Do you forgive me?
[reflective music]
No?
Oh...
Good for you!
And...
Could I have my knife, please?
It's in your breast pocket.
[theme music builds]
Thanks.
And remember, David,
I never intentionally
tried to hurt you.
But a mother's gotta do
what a mother's gotta do, right?
Will you be alright?
[waves roaring]
David...
Time to let go of this boat.
I'll be fine.
Just let go.
[theme music
builds powerfully]
[theme music crescendos]
Goodbye, David!
[waves breaking
against storefront]
[theme music
builds powerfully]
[theme music fades away
with chimes]
[turbulent water rising]
[child's voice
singing in distance]
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
I have seen Him in
the watch-fires of a hundred
circling camps
They have builded Him an altar
in the evening dews and damps
I can read His righteous
sentence by the dim and
flaring lamps
His truth is marching on
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, halle...
[mourners' voices softly,
except Gruff]
Thank you.
Here's my favorite niece
in the world!
How are you, darling?
Look what's over there. Cake.
Shall we get Raylin a piece?
Sugar makes sadness sweeter.
How's the cake? Tastes good?
Nice, right?
See that's the good thing
about funerals.
[key turning inside lock]
[lock opening]
[opening drawer]
[phone ringing somewhere]
[phone ringing again]
[again phone ringing]
[phone again, closer]
[phone ringing again]
[phone ringing again]
[one-note theme music]
[phone ringing non-stop]
[ringing stops]
David.
[one note theme music]
Yeah.
[one note
theme music continues]
Well, it's more
of a couch really.
Sure, yeah.
Where is it?
[sound of approaching car]
[cutting engine off]
[opening car door]
[car door shutting]
[one note theme music
comes up]
[one note theme music]
[Car door closing]
[one note theme music
evolves into symphony]
[theme music
comes up powerfully]