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[Woman]: When Nicki was born,
he was perfect.
Sometimes, I like
to think of him that way...
my perfect little boy.
I never thought
anything would ever change.
I never imagined anything
could ever take him away.
My son was 16 when he died.
Well, as you can see
by this high pressure zone
we've been tracking here,
that we're looking at
some very wet weather
in the next coming days.
We're going to be looking at
continuing precipitation
into the latter part
of the week...
Brady!
You're going to need this.
It's supposed to rain.
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I just wanted to remind you
that we have
that dinner tonight.
[Man]:
I'm on call.
You can't keep doing this.
I know.
Dale?
Yes?
Do you think they might like
some flowers from the garden?
I don't know.
Can we just talk about this
when I get home?
[Dial tone]
So what you must remember
when you're fleshing out
a character,
he is the sum total
of his physical make up
and all the influences that
his environment exerts upon him.
It is impossible
to consider character,
except in connection
to his surroundings.
Right?
Life is change...
you know,
the smallest disturbance
alters the pattern
of the whole...
Okay, I think that might be it.
Yeah.
Okay, hand your papers in
on your way out...
excuses, please form a line.
I'm going to be here
for five more minutes.
Thank you.
Hi.
What excuse?
I work in TV,
the hours are insane,
and I really...
I can't afford to lose my job.
So, why did you
take this course?
I guess I thought
it would be easy.
That's not the sort of answer
the instructor likes to hear.
I know.
I'm sorry,
that was really stupid.
Okay, tell me honestly,
why you are bothering
with this course?
I'm taking this course
to get my degree
so the men that I work with
won't just look at me
as some dumb blonde
who's perfect for the weather.
Glad to hear it.
What's your name?
Sherri.
Okay, Sherri from the weather,
because you've been so honest,
I'll give you until Monday.
Really?
Yeah, no more excuses.
Okay, I promise.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
[Buzzer sounds]
Hey, what's up, man?
Get in the game.
No, thanks.
I'm not interested.
Jordie man, I don't want
to see you coming back here.
All right, next time,
it's not gonna be
this easy time, all right?
- I'm not coming back.
- Good. That's what I want to hear.
Let's go, let's get in the game.
Let's play. Come on.
- Hey!
- Fuck you!
That's enough!
Fucking kill you!
Who are you always
calling a freak? You fuck!
Shh! Get your shit
together, man.
'Cause I'm not going
to be around
to babysit you
much longer, all right?
Get your fucking hands off me.
With the accumulation
of up to about 20 millimeters
of rain coming in
by Sunday evening.
Not all that unusual
for this time of year.
"Not all that unusual
for this time of year"...
looking at highs of 14,
looking down to about
6 degrees this evening.
Dave, back to you.
[Telephone ringing]
Hello?
[Woman]: Hello?
Hello?
Hi. Is this Dennis?
No, he's not home right now.
Do you know
when I can reach him?
I'm sorry I have to go now.
Wait...
Oh no, no, no, no, no...
Victoria, August 5th, 1959
was...
sunny, 24 degrees...
[telephone ringing]
Ladner... 1979...
November 17...
April 4, 1969, 14 degrees,
not that unusual
for this time of the year.
[Telephone ringing]
Not that unusual.
Yeah, it's got
the double walled,
stainless steel hood,
electronic crossover ignition,
firing 57,000 BTUs
through six
independently controlled
stainless steel burners...
you've got the rotisserie,
side burner...
Yeah, it's
commercial grade, right.
12,000 BTU input.
Really?
Oh yeah.
Yeah, that's
a nice barbecue, Jerry.
Two inches deep.
But the black mould,
that was the final straw.
So we're suing the contractor.
Really?
Well, you saw the work...
Jerry's just up in arms
over the whole thing.
I hate law suits,
I really do.
But if you're right,
you're right,
and you've got to take a stand,
otherwise everybody
will just walk all over you.
I have never seen
such utter incompetence,
don't you think?
Cath?
I'm sorry.
You saw for yourself,
am I right?
Of course.
Alrighty...
not for me, thank you.
- Are you sure?
- I don't eat red meat.
What?
No red meat, Cath?
No.
Since when?
Since I don't eat it.
That's absurd.
Just give her a steak...
I said I don't want any.
Why don't you listen?
Thanks.
Why don't you put
some chicken on, dear?
It's no trouble...
I said I'm fine.
No red meat?
What kind of diet is that?
It's not a diet.
'Cause I'm on
the no-carbs one
right now myself, but...
lots of red meat.
And fat!
Oh, my god, it is disgusting
what I have to eat sometimes...
isn't it Jerry?
What's that?
Oh... yeah, yeah.
Sure is.
[Buzzer sounds]
How have you been?
All right.
I guess
they've been feeding you, eh?
Listen, Elise and I
have been talking...
Elise? What does Elise
have to do with anything?
She cares about you.
Oh, okay.
Well, she's not my mother,
so I don't give a shit, okay?
Hey, watch your mouth.
All right?
What do you think your mother
would have to say
- about the way you're running your life so far?
- Don't start with my fucking mother.
If she were alive today?
You'd steal a car,
you smash it up all wasted...
shining fucking example, Jordie.
I'm not going to take
any more of your shit.
You understand me?
What are you going to do, huh?
You're gonna knock
some sense into me?
What did you say to me?
You know,
Carly's at University now.
Yeah, I know.
She came to see me
before she went to school.
Oh, she did?
Yeah, she did.
Yeah, well, she's at McGill.
It's not just school,
she's pre-med.
It's the best university
in the country.
Yeah, I know where she is.
Thank you.
How was everything?
Brady's asleep.
Okay.
If you just give me a minute,
I'll give you a ride home.
Okay, okay...
easy...
here.
Dale? Dale?
Tell Nicky...
Jesus, Catherine...
that I want to take him
to the park tomorrow,
but I'm just too tired
to come see him right now.
Will you tell him
for me, please?
Enough.
Just lie down.
Coffee?
No.
So, in your last letter,
you mentioned
something about a plan.
Yeah...
I was thinking
maybe college or something.
Yes, I believe
there's a faculty
of "maybe college or something"
at my Alma Mater.
Well, that sounds fascinating.
You have one week to find a job,
or you're gone.
All right?
I've decided I'm not
supporting you anymore.
- You've burned your chances.
- I've got to go.
- Bye.
- Bye.
He did miss you, you know.
We both did.
Hmm.
It's good to see you again.
You've grown up a lot.
Don't you have a job
or something?
It's my day off.
I was going to clean the house.
You want to help?
What do you think?
Suit yourself.
Your dad likes these windows
very clean.
Yeah, I can tell.
Carly always used to help me.
Now I have to do
everything alone.
Wow.
Now that must have been
a really nice
mother/daughter experience.
She's my friend.
She's not your daughter, though.
Oh, and I'm not your son,
by the way.
No one said you were.
Just clarifying.
Dale?
Look, I've got a busy morning.
I've got to go.
You're going to have to
take Brady to school.
I don't give a shit
how you feel,
you're taking him to school.
Is that right?
For Christ's Sake, Catherine,
I'm doing everything
around here.
You have to pull
yourself together.
We're a family.
We were a family.
What the hell
is that supposed to mean?
You're too busy to notice
that we're not
a whole family anymore.
Listen, just make
sure he isn't late.
Okay?
Oh, don't sit on my shirt.
I don't have time to iron it.
Sorry.
What time
do you have to be at school?
8:45.
Let's go.
[Knocking]
Open up. It's me.
Maybe you should call
your landlord.
The front door is broken.
Okay.
I got your mail,
some books, too.
Thank you.
You got your pills?
Yes.
I don't see them anywhere.
Where are your pills?
Dennis, where are your pills?
I put them in the bathroom now.
Okay.
Okay.
So we're good...
on that.
You want to go out for a walk?
No.
What's this?
- Walter, you can't read that.
- Who's this from?
- Who's Sylvie?
- Give me my mail!
No hitting. No hitting.
Is she your girlfriend?
No!
Sylvie...
Walter! Come on.
Take it easy.
I'm just interested
in your letter, okay?
I'm interested in Sylvie.
Okay, she just got out of jail,
and she wants to see you.
She was in jail?
Yes.
What did she do?
Something illegal.
Nothing bad.
Why don't you go out
and meet her?
I think this could be
really good for you.
You'll feel better
if you go out.
Come on,
why don't we start today?
We'll start today.
Walter! No grabbing!
Walter!
No, no, no!
Trail... 1946...
it was minus 10 degrees,
July 8, 1999 very, very hot...
32 degrees...
I'm sorry, Dennis.
All right?
You all right, Dennis?
Shouldn't have done that, Walt.
I won't do it again, I promise.
Shouldn't have done that, Walt.
No... look, what did I just say?
I promise I won't do that again.
I'll let you go out on your own
when you're
ready, okay? Okay?
Okay.
I'm going to go, okay?
I'll call you later, all right?
Okay.
It was two years ago,
and maybe starting
these sessions now
is a waste of time.
Why do you think you're here?
Just to clear my conscience,
be able to let go.
I want you to describe it to me.
Describe the accident.
Just pretend that it's like
a short story, okay,
as if you're describing
someone else...
"there was a man".
There was a man.
His name was...
No, no.
Don't name him...
he's just a man.
The man was driving.
The man was pretty drunk.
The man had his brother
in the car.
And why had he been drinking?
I don't know.
Why had this man been drinking?
I mean, there must have been
some reason.
Was it a party,
was it a special occasion?
The man was drinking to forget.
He was usually drunk after work.
He would go to this bar
by the college,
where the other faculty went.
He was a teacher.
He felt like a failure...
and why was he driving
with his brother?
Was his brother at the bar
with him?
No. His brother was at group...
he was partly autistic,
and he would go
to this therapy group
that was near the college
every Friday.
Normally, he would take the bus,
but there was
this transit strike,
so he was expecting a ride.
But the man had forgotten,
and...
when he realized
how late he was,
he rushed like hell.
And he felt...
terrible
for leaving his brother.
He had been standing
in this small space
between the inside doors
and the outside doors,
walking in circles
for an hour...
and the security guy
was trying to push him
out into the street
when I got there,
and Dennis,
he was screaming like a lunatic.
And...
I was drunk
and was trying to get him
in the car.
And I drove too fast...
I...
Are you all right?
A newspaper article, I...
I found it
and I tried to throw it out,
but I couldn't.
What newspaper article is that?
The one about the accident.
There was a picture of the boy...
he was wearing his...
uniform.
Basketball uniform.
Some kind of all-star.
What was his name?
Nick.
Reiker.
Yeah, well...
I suppose I should have asked.
Look, I don't think
that I can continue
with these sessions.
Mom?
I don't want you in here,
I don't want anyone in here.
I wanted to ask
if I could go over to Allen's.
No.
Why not?
Are his parents
going to be there?
I don't know...
I don't want you going there
if his parents aren't there.
Well, I don't know
when they're getting back.
So... can I go?
Goddammit, Brady.
Why don't you listen to me?
So you've been
at the youth detention center...
for the past little while
it looks like.
What'd you do, you rob somebody?
No.
I don't see how this has
anything to do with the job.
Okay, you don't want
to talk about it,
you don't want the job.
That's fine,
but if you think there's
a lineup of guys like me,
willing to hire guys like you,
you'd better get going.
You wouldn't want to miss out.
I stole a car.
You stole a vehicle?
Yeah.
And you think
you can handle this here?
Yeah.
Okay, 'cause I tell you, kid,
it's no joke.
Once 5:00 comes,
it hits fast and furious.
This place turns into a zoo.
All right.
You got a vehicle?
Yeah, yeah...
I can get here.
Did you steal your vehicle?
No.
Humour's important.
It's good to have a good time.
What are you doing?
My mother's crab dip.
It's too runny.
Your blue shirt's on the bed.
We have to be there
in 45 minutes, so...
I haven't even done my nails.
Look, I thought
we talked about this.
Look, I'm not in the mood.
I mean, all that talk about
space, color and texture,
it drives me
up the fucking wall.
I really, I can't take it, okay?
Does this taste okay to you?
For Christ's sake, Abby,
I'm trying
to tell you something.
Could you put down
the fucking crab dip
and look at me, just look at me?
[Abby]: I can't believe we only
sold three paintings tonight.
I just don't get people.
To get them
to commit to a piece of art...
No.
Know what I mean?
I see your point...
What point?
Whatever you were saying.
You weren't listening to me.
What the hell are you doing?
Give that back.
I was watching that.
Now I'm missing it.
Missing what?
Since when do you
watch the weather?
Since when do you
watch the weather?
Look, I'm not in the mood, okay?
You're never in the mood.
I've got a lot of papers
I need to grade for tomorrow.
I've gotta work.
Sure, Walt.
You should be writing,
not grading papers.
Why don't you write anymore?
I teach.
That doesn't mean
you can't write.
I mean, when we first met,
you wrote.
You were much more into writing
than teaching.
Well, now
I'm more into teaching.
People change.
What about that new book?
Junk.
It's not junk.
I dumped it.
Why?
It was the start of something.
It was shit.
What would you know anyway?
Well, I used to be
a student of yours.
You used to have a certain
confidence in my judgement.
At least
you pretended to anyway.
Look, Abby,
the book was shit, okay?
I don't understand
how you can teach and not write.
Look, my teaching salary
comes in pretty handy
when your little fucking gallery
sells two lousy paintings
in a month.
We don't have the money
for both of us to be living
this little bohemian fantasy.
So fuck off with your trip
about my writing,
and stay out of
my business, okay?
Sure.
Well as you can see
by the rain coming down,
it is going to be
a very wet one.
I know when I was walking
to work this morning,
I just got drenched.
I was soaked to the bone.
My clothes were just
clinging to my body...
What the fuck's wrong with you?
Sorry.
Jordie?
Oh, My God, hey.
Hey.
When did you get back?
Last night.
Yeah, cool, I heard
you were getting back soon.
It's so good to see you.
Yeah, you too.
So, what did you do
to pass the time?
I just read. Mostly.
Oh, what did you read?
You know, all sorts of stuff.
Nothing you'd be interested in.
Well, it was really nice
to see you.
Yeah.
Bye.
You look nice by the way.
Yeah?
I've done something
different with my hair.
Yeah, I noticed.
Yeah, you like it?
It's good.
So, there's a party
this weekend.
Really.
You should come.
Yeah, I'll think about it.
I saw Nick's mom at the store.
She seemed to know
when you were coming back...
Oh, yeah?
Have you talked to her yet?
No. No, I haven't.
Well, you should.
Why is that?
I don't know.
You should just talk to her.
I'm probably the last person
that she wants to talk to, okay.
You should come to the party.
See ya.
What is this?
Where are you going?
Look, shouldn't we
at least talk about this, Abby?
We've talked enough.
No, I can't stay here.
I'll be at my sister's.
[Telephone ringing]
Hello?
[Woman]: Hi. I'm trying to get
ahold of Dennis Braugher.
Do you have a number
or do you know
where he might be?
No. Who is this?
This is Sylvie Farber.
Are you still there?
It's Dennis.
I've been trying
to get ahold of you.
Do you want to get together?
Um, I don't know.
I don't know...
Sylvie.
I'm very sorry, I can't go out.
Oh, Dennis no, no, no, no, no.
Cache Creek, 1982,
June 13, 1976...
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
[Telephone ringing]
Hello?
She called.
Who called?
Sylvie.
What did she say?
Nothing.
What do you want to do?
I don't know, Walt.
I was hoping that
you could tell me what to do.
Why don't you phone her back
and ask her to meet you?
Mm. I don't know, Walt.
Jesus Christ, Dennis,
do whatever you want.
I'm going to bed.
[Telephone rings]
Hello?
Dennis, I'm sorry, okay?
Look, don't call her back.
It's too late.
Sleep on it and we'll talk
about it tomorrow, okay?
Good night.
Good night, Walt.
Sorry.
I didn't know you were home.
Yeah, well, I am.
I'm sorry for...
I shouldn't just walk in like...
I just came to see if you had
any dirty clothes lying around.
No. No, I don't.
I thought I'd do
your laundry for you.
I already did it, okay.
Are you all right?
Would you just stop trying
to be my fucking mother, please?
Oh, here.
Thank you.
Here, let me take some of these.
I got that.
You got it?
You like that, Professor?
Oh, God.
Oh, My God.
You want to smoke a joint?
A joint?
Yeah.
Pot.
Yeah, I know what a joint is.
Sure.
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Are you crazy, lady?
I'm playing linebacker.
I get to tackle all the time.
Coach says
I'm really good at it...
you should be playing
basketball.
I'm no good at basketball.
That's not true.
You just have never
put your mind to it.
My father played basketball
his whole life.
Nicky was an all-star
three years in a row.
Would you stop it, Catherine?
Where are you going, Brady?
Brady?
Don't you knock?
What did you want?
Do you mind letting me
get dressed?
Elise?
Shit.
Jesus. Fuck.
Elise?
Elise?
Hey, you okay?
Yeah, hi, baby. Fine.
Well, if you're fine,
what are you doing in bed?
It's almost dinnertime.
I wasn't feeling very good,
so I decided to take a nap.
I guess I must have overslept.
Yeah?
You feel all right now?
Yeah, I was having
the weirdest dream.
Yeah?
Yeah, it was about you...
Yeah?
What were you dreaming about?
I was dreaming about you...
when was the last time
you dreamt about me?
Carl, just not so rough.
Come on, since when
don't you like it rough, baby?
Lying in our bed here,
dreaming about me?
It's... Jordie will be
expecting dinner soon.
The kid can make
his own fucking dinner.
Remember this?
You remember this?
Yeah...
did you miss me?
Yeah.
Did you miss me?
Yeah.
Glad you miss me.
Open up.
I brought you some clothes.
Here.
How you doing?
Okay.
Hello.
What the hell
are you doing, Dennis?
What the hell are you doing?
Calm down, Dennis.
She is...
she can't come in!
Just a second...
Walt, no, no, no, no.
2001... Comox...
that's it.
Just meet her.
She's really nice,
she's really nice,
you've seen her before.
You've seen her before.
Okay?
February 9...
you've seen her before.
She can't come in, Walt.
I have to pee.
Walt, what the hell is going on?
Can you wait in the car?
Yeah, okay.
Okay, thanks.
Is she gone?
Yes, she's gone.
Come here. Come here.
Look, I brought you those
for your date with Sylvie.
I thought you might like
to get a little dressed up.
Okay?
Thanks.
You are going to get ready?
What time do you meet her?
10:00.
Okay,
quarter after 9:00.
Let's get moving.
You didn't like them, did you?
Not really.
This is my best outfit.
That's okay.
You're not going
to shower, are you?
No.
That's all right.
I brought this.
Girls like guys who smell good.
Is that why Abby married you?
I don't think so.
Do you love Abby?
Of course I do.
Do you love your girlfriend
from the Weather Channel?
She's not my girlfriend,
she's my friend.
In fact,
she's a student of mine.
She has the nicest mouth.
When she tells the weather,
she...
licks her lips...
have you noticed that?
I can't say that I have.
Don't do that on your date.
Change the subject.
Let's, let's try to
get you outside, okay?
Okay. Okay.
Let's get you out on your date.
Come on, you can do it.
Take it slow.
Come on...
come on, you can do it.
I can't do it, Walt.
I can't go outside.
I can't leave.
Sorry.
Walt?
Jesus Christ,
what took you so long?
What's the matter with you...
just leaving me sitting here...
I'm sorry,
maybe I shouldn't have
brought you...
he hasn't stepped foot
outside of that apartment
in two years.
We were in a bad car accident.
He was hurt pretty bad.
So what, that's why he's all...
no, I mean, he was
never really all there,
but he was making progress.
Thanks to me, he kind
of went backwards.
So why did you bring me
into all of this?
I wanted him to meet you.
I mean,
he's interested in a girl,
so I thought it wouldn't hurt
for him to meet a stranger, he...
he recognizes you from TV.
I thought
he'd get a kick out of it.
You know,
it's getting kind of late.
Can you just take me home?
We haven't really gone anywhere.
Yeah, I know.
Maybe another night.
Aren't you supposed to be
at football practice now?
Didn't feel like going.
How come?
I just didn't, all right.
What's with the big inquiry?
Brady, you've got to
bend your knees
and get right under the ball.
You've got to
bend your knees, Brady,
and get under the ball.
Like you'd know
anything about it...
Aw, shit.
Damn it.
Brady, run in the kitchen
and get me that first aid kit.
Brady, move! Come on!
No shoes in the house.
Dad cut his finger.
Where did you get that ball?
Where did you get that ball?
Goddammit, Brady.
How many times have I told you
to leave your brother's
things where I put them.
He's dead, all right?
He doesn't need his stupid ball,
or his room or anything.
[Elise]: Why did you do it?
Do what?
Steal that car.
I guess to prove I could.
Was it your idea?
Yeah.
Yeah, it was my idea.
Stealing the car,
driving the car,
wrecking the car,
fucking up my life.
It's all my idea, Elise.
I'm sorry.
It was stupid to bring it up.
Your father blames
himself, you know?
It's what's made him
so unbearable.
He's becoming a tired old man.
He barely seems
to notice me anymore.
Do you know
how lonely I've been?
Thank god, you're here, Jordie.
I can't tell you how glad I am
that you're here.
Sherri!
Here, for you.
Where are you going?
I have to get to the studio.
Oh.
Can I call you?
You know, Walt,
maybe we should just take
a little break.
Break? From what?
I have to go, I'm late.
Sherri, what are we taking
a break from?
Exactly?
$28.50.
Yeah, thanks.
Welcome to the Pizza Zone.
Wow, look at you.
You got a job.
Yeah.
You sure look cute
in that uniform, Jordie.
Can I get you something?
What's your favourite?
I don't eat here.
Oh, okay.
Well, I'll just get
a drink then.
And here you go.
Water.
So, you never showed up
at the party.
No. No, I didn't.
I was looking for you.
Yeah?
Yeah.
You know, it wouldn't hurt you
to get out a little bit.
At present, I'm just hanging out
with Pizza Zone employees only,
so...
what time do you get off?
A couple of hours.
Do you want to do something?
Jordie, I see a lineup forming
and it's not even rush-hour.
Let's go.
Right now, please.
Right, Tim.
So... I'll call you later.
Yeah, sure.
Okay.
See ya.
Bye.
What are you doing up?
I was getting a drink.
Listen, Brady,
about this afternoon...
don't bother.
I'm sorry, Brady.
So you want to come in?
I don't know.
It's kind of late.
Do you think it's okay
with your parents?
My dad's not home.
Besides, it's not like
I have to ask for permission.
You know...
I liked
being Nicky's girlfriend...
but I don't really miss him
all that much.
God.
Is that terrible?
I don't know.
I never really
knew him all that well.
You know, it was more of
a status thing, I guess.
It's like...
sometimes, he was this All-Star,
and then he'd act like
this tough street kid...
and I never really knew
which one he was, did you?
He definitely
wasn't from the ghetto.
Well, I know that, but...
but you were never
any different.
You were always the same.
I was
whoever he wanted me to be.
Well, I always thought
you were very sweet.
I missed you, Jordie.
Oh, sorry.
I didn't hear you come in.
Jordie, aren't you going to
introduce me to your friend?
I'm Melissa.
How do you know Jordie?
We went to High School together.
Oh.
I don't remember him
talking about you.
That was weird.
You should go.
Why?
Please.
Want something to drink?
Yes, please.
Water.
Lemonade!
[Knocking]
I'll see who it is.
No, no, no.
Who is that?
I'm not here. Walt, don't!
No, no, no, no, no.
Just calm down, Dennis.
I'll see who it is.
I'm not here.
Sylvie?
Dennis?
No, I'm Walt, Dennis' brother.
Dennis is right here.
Dennis?
I'm not here.
I mean it, Walt.
Dennis...
I said, no one comes in.
Dennis, get out
from under the blanket.
No-no-no-no-no,
don't make me mad.
Dennis, Dennis.
Get out from under the blanket.
It's Sylvie.
Dennis, is that you?
You know what, I'm going to wait
outside the door,
and we can talk through the door
if you like.
Okay?
Just wait here.
All right,
talk to her
like you're on the phone.
Pretend like
you're talking to me.
Through the door.
Just like you're on the phone.
On the phone?
On the phone.
Okay. Hello.
Hello.
How are you?
Hello, Sylvie.
How are you?
Okay.
Hello, Sylvie.
Are you there?
Yeah, I'm here.
Good.
So...
I don't really like
having people in my house.
Walt probably
should have told you
that it might be like this,
then you could have
just stayed at home
and we could have
talked on the phone.
Yeah, you're right.
He should have told me, but...
I'm glad I came.
You are?
Sure.
Okay.
Good.
Okay.
Don't go anywhere, okay?
Okay.
Hang on one second.
Whoops.
Here.
You can have a seat.
Have a seat.
Are you sitting?
Yeah. It's
a great chair, thanks.
Oh, good.
Do you live far from here?
Not too far.
I took the bus.
It's kind of cool
that it stops right outside
the apartment building.
Yeah...
I don't take the bus.
Do you drive?
No.
Well, how do you get around?
Well, I don't really...
get around.
Well, you should take
the bus sometime.
Maybe we could go together.
Oh, um...
did you maybe want
to go somewhere today?
Okay. Not today.
Some other time, maybe?
Yeah!
Okay.
Right.
[Knocking]
What?
Excuse me. Is Sherri...
Walt, what the hell
are you doing here?
I just wanted to talk to you.
Who is this guy?
What, are you fucking this guy?
You know what, that's none
of your fucking business.
What the fuck are you doing?
Sherri, open up.
Come on, Sherri,
please open the door.
What are you doing here?
I thought that
we agreed to take a break?
You never let me agree
to anything.
We barely spoke.
Does it hurt?
Yeah.
Come on, Sherri,
please open the door!
I'm going to get you
a cloth, okay?
God.
Went by your house.
But your step-mother didn't seem
to know where you were.
Elise.
Is that what you call her?
That's her name.
Oh.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Is she nice?
Sure. Yeah.
Is she...
anything like your mother?
No. No, she's not.
Did you see the way
she looked at me
when she came into your room?
Oh, My God...
Seriously, it was like
I was trying to steal
her boyfriend or something.
When I get that age,
I really hope I'm not like that.
Can we stop talking about Elise?
Sorry.
It's okay.
Do you like me, Jordie?
Yeah.
You know, I hate the weather.
Really?
Uh-huh.
I hate teaching.
Really?
You know, I always
wanted to be on TV,
but not just as some bimbo...
I wanted to get
the news anchor job.
I wanted to be taken seriously.
I just wanted to get
a regular paycheck
so I could write my novel.
Did you ever write it?
Did you?
What do you think?
I don't know.
You don't remember me, do you?
What do you mean?
I actually interviewed you
two years ago
on the steps of the courthouse.
That was when you got released
from those criminal charges
for that accident
that killed that kid.
You know, it was
supposed to be my big break.
They didn't have anyone else,
so they sent me to cover it.
I don't remember much
from that day.
I remember that woman...
the kid's mother...
how she came after you.
She, like,
practically chased you
back into the car,
just demanding
to know why you did it.
The cops finally restrained her,
but you just...
you kept your cool
the whole time.
You know, you never
looked her in the eye,
you just walked away.
I remember thinking
how controlled you were.
I probably would have
flipped out on that woman.
She was a total lunatic.
It's funny how things
work out, isn't it?
Yeah. Funny.
To think that fate
brought us back together
two years later.
You must have had
a really good lawyer.
Hey, what are you doing?
I've got to go.
Jordie, you haven't
cleaned the bathrooms yet.
Yeah, I know.
I haven't had time.
Okay, well, you just remember
it's your turn to clean
the bathrooms.
I heard you,
I said I didn't have time.
So, what do you want me to do?
Okay, now it seems like
we have a little conflict.
If you want me
to clean the bathrooms, fine,
I'll clean the...
Whoa, steady mister.
Do you remember when I asked you
if you thought
you could handle it?
You want the bathrooms cleaned,
I'll clean the bathrooms.
The fast food industry
is no joke.
It comes fast and furious
at Pizza Zone.
You have duties,
you have responsibilities...
now, if you can't handle it,
maybe I need to find
someone who can.
You know what, Tim?
You can take your job
and you can stick it
up your fucking fat ass.
Who the fuck do you think
you are anyway?
I'm your manager,
that's who I am.
Now you get in there
and clean up those bathrooms,
and I'll forget
this ever happened.
Oh, you're the manager,
you're really lighting
the fucking world on fire,
aren't you, Tim? Huh?
Getting paid a dollar
over minimum wage.
Managing some fucking
shitty pizza restaurant.
You're doing awesome.
By the way, you're not
my manager anymore.
I quit.
Go fuck yourself.
Fucking dickhead.
Pompous fuck.
You cannot keep that shirt!
That's okay.
You're certainly in a good mood.
Yeah.
Are you going to leave
your little friend
sitting outside?
No.
Jordie...
Jordie, Jordie,
can you just please...
can you just wait for a second?
Where are you going?
Out.
We need to talk.
Can we talk about it
later, Elise?
Jordie.
Bye, Elise.
[Telephone ringing]
[Woman]: hello?
Hi.
This is Jordie...
I'm a friend of Nicky's.
I'm glad you called...
I thought
you were going to hate me.
It's not true.
I was going to call you,
but I didn't know
what you were going to say.
I didn't think
you'd want to see me.
It seems like
so long ago, you know.
A different life.
I want you to know
it was all my idea...
the whole thing,
the car and everything.
I'm sure
you've heard about it all.
I didn't see the guy.
He swerved right into us,
just happened so fast.
I was driving,
Nicky didn't want to.
He was good.
He was really good.
I was bad...
and I've had...
a long time to think about...
That's not true.
I don't think I knew Nicky
the way that I thought I did.
If anyone is to blame,
it's probably me.
I never...
I never put the time in
with him...
and then he was a teenager,
getting into trouble...
and, oh...
I can see all the mistakes
so clearly now.
It is such a relief
to talk about it.
Nobody wants me to remember.
They think
it'll just make it worse.
But people don't realize
you can't go back...
you just can't,
and even if you could,
you wouldn't know how.
I wish it was me.
No...
No, I do...
No, don't say that.
The whole time I was in there...
that's all I could think about.
I wish it was me.
It should have been me.
[Telephone ringing]
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Hello?
Walt. You're home.
Yeah. I'm home.
Well... it's Thursday.
Yeah, Dennis, I know.
It's Thursday.
Thursday you come over here
and you bring me my mail.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I've got to go.
I'm gonna go out
with Sylvie tonight.
I know, okay?
I'll call you later, Dennis.
Goodbye.
Catherine, what
the hell are you doing?
What are you doing?
Stop it!
No! No!
Stop it!
Please, please.
Stop!
I know you think I'm crazy.
I'm not.
I just couldn't stand it.
Your brother's things.
This house.
I thought you liked
Nicky's things
the way they were?
I don't know, Brady.
You're all I've got now.
And I hope that...
you will give me
a chance to make things better.
I'm so sorry.
I love you.
I need to get away
for a little while...
and I'm going to bring you
with me.
Where are we going?
To your Aunt's house.
Just for a little while.
We'll just...
we'll spend time together and...
just be together.
All right.
You'd better get out there
and help your dad,
before the neighbors
call the fire department.
Sure.
Brady?
Thank you.
Walt?
19... 2001.
Dennis...
Um, partly cloudy,
periods of rain...
Okay, okay.
Okay, okay, okay.
Prince Rupert...
November 10, 1954.
July 22, 1982...
when it was 23 degrees.
23 degrees...
Okay.
Okay, here we go, Dennis.
Okay, buddy. Ready.
Come on Catherine, please.
What are you doing?
You never cried.
I will never
forgive you for that.
Our son died
and you went on living your life
like nothing happened.
Because that's what people do...
Catherine,
they keep moving forward.
Please.
Don't touch me, Dale.
You have no idea
what I go through every night...
what it's like to be a mother.
And to know exactly
what you're on this earth for.
And to have it
taken away from you.
And then to live
like nothing happened.
That's the worst part, Dale.
I can't do it anymore.
Dennis, sorry I'm so late.
Dennis?
Dennis.
There wasn't a cloud in sight.
The flowers
are starting to bloom,
people are finally outside,
so I would take advantage of it
if you can this weekend,
and get outside and enjoy it,
because next week,
it looks like
we're going to be getting
some rain fronts coming in
probably by Wednesday.
Abby, I just want to talk.
Can you call me?
[Knocking]
I need to speak to your wife.
Get off my property.
It was me.
I know who you are.
Hurry up, Brady!
[Door opens]
Hey, Elise.
Elise?
Elise, what's going on?
What makes you think
I have the slightest interest
in what you have to say?
I need you to hear me.
Please don't tell me
you're sorry.
I am. But I am!
She told me
what you did to her...
what the fuck were you thinking,
you little delinquent
piece of shit?
Look, hold on a second!
Don't touch me!
What do you want from me?
You want me to forgive you?
To stand here and tell you
everything is okay?
Is that what you want?
Is that what you want?
This is
what he does to people, Elise...
he uses them,
he manipulates them...
You broke your mother's heart...
Fuck you!
Huh? What did you say?
Fuck you.
I hate you!
You use my wife?
Use her
like one of your little whores?
You just kept pushing her!
I hate you!
Go away from me!
Get the fuck off him...
get the fuck away!
Let's just go, come on.
It's okay.
Are you all right?
I'm good.
[Woman]: When Nicki was born,
he was perfect.
Sometimes, I like
to think of him that way...
my perfect little boy.
I never thought
anything would ever change.
I never imagined anything
could ever take him away.
My son was 16 when he died.
Well, as you can see
by this high pressure zone
we've been tracking here,
that we're looking at
some very wet weather
in the next coming days.
We're going to be looking at
continuing precipitation
into the latter part
of the week...
Brady!
You're going to need this.
It's supposed to rain.
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I just wanted to remind you
that we have
that dinner tonight.
[Man]:
I'm on call.
You can't keep doing this.
I know.
Dale?
Yes?
Do you think they might like
some flowers from the garden?
I don't know.
Can we just talk about this
when I get home?
[Dial tone]
So what you must remember
when you're fleshing out
a character,
he is the sum total
of his physical make up
and all the influences that
his environment exerts upon him.
It is impossible
to consider character,
except in connection
to his surroundings.
Right?
Life is change...
you know,
the smallest disturbance
alters the pattern
of the whole...
Okay, I think that might be it.
Yeah.
Okay, hand your papers in
on your way out...
excuses, please form a line.
I'm going to be here
for five more minutes.
Thank you.
Hi.
What excuse?
I work in TV,
the hours are insane,
and I really...
I can't afford to lose my job.
So, why did you
take this course?
I guess I thought
it would be easy.
That's not the sort of answer
the instructor likes to hear.
I know.
I'm sorry,
that was really stupid.
Okay, tell me honestly,
why you are bothering
with this course?
I'm taking this course
to get my degree
so the men that I work with
won't just look at me
as some dumb blonde
who's perfect for the weather.
Glad to hear it.
What's your name?
Sherri.
Okay, Sherri from the weather,
because you've been so honest,
I'll give you until Monday.
Really?
Yeah, no more excuses.
Okay, I promise.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
[Buzzer sounds]
Hey, what's up, man?
Get in the game.
No, thanks.
I'm not interested.
Jordie man, I don't want
to see you coming back here.
All right, next time,
it's not gonna be
this easy time, all right?
- I'm not coming back.
- Good. That's what I want to hear.
Let's go, let's get in the game.
Let's play. Come on.
- Hey!
- Fuck you!
That's enough!
Fucking kill you!
Who are you always
calling a freak? You fuck!
Shh! Get your shit
together, man.
'Cause I'm not going
to be around
to babysit you
much longer, all right?
Get your fucking hands off me.
With the accumulation
of up to about 20 millimeters
of rain coming in
by Sunday evening.
Not all that unusual
for this time of year.
"Not all that unusual
for this time of year"...
looking at highs of 14,
looking down to about
6 degrees this evening.
Dave, back to you.
[Telephone ringing]
Hello?
[Woman]: Hello?
Hello?
Hi. Is this Dennis?
No, he's not home right now.
Do you know
when I can reach him?
I'm sorry I have to go now.
Wait...
Oh no, no, no, no, no...
Victoria, August 5th, 1959
was...
sunny, 24 degrees...
[telephone ringing]
Ladner... 1979...
November 17...
April 4, 1969, 14 degrees,
not that unusual
for this time of the year.
[Telephone ringing]
Not that unusual.
Yeah, it's got
the double walled,
stainless steel hood,
electronic crossover ignition,
firing 57,000 BTUs
through six
independently controlled
stainless steel burners...
you've got the rotisserie,
side burner...
Yeah, it's
commercial grade, right.
12,000 BTU input.
Really?
Oh yeah.
Yeah, that's
a nice barbecue, Jerry.
Two inches deep.
But the black mould,
that was the final straw.
So we're suing the contractor.
Really?
Well, you saw the work...
Jerry's just up in arms
over the whole thing.
I hate law suits,
I really do.
But if you're right,
you're right,
and you've got to take a stand,
otherwise everybody
will just walk all over you.
I have never seen
such utter incompetence,
don't you think?
Cath?
I'm sorry.
You saw for yourself,
am I right?
Of course.
Alrighty...
not for me, thank you.
- Are you sure?
- I don't eat red meat.
What?
No red meat, Cath?
No.
Since when?
Since I don't eat it.
That's absurd.
Just give her a steak...
I said I don't want any.
Why don't you listen?
Thanks.
Why don't you put
some chicken on, dear?
It's no trouble...
I said I'm fine.
No red meat?
What kind of diet is that?
It's not a diet.
'Cause I'm on
the no-carbs one
right now myself, but...
lots of red meat.
And fat!
Oh, my god, it is disgusting
what I have to eat sometimes...
isn't it Jerry?
What's that?
Oh... yeah, yeah.
Sure is.
[Buzzer sounds]
How have you been?
All right.
I guess
they've been feeding you, eh?
Listen, Elise and I
have been talking...
Elise? What does Elise
have to do with anything?
She cares about you.
Oh, okay.
Well, she's not my mother,
so I don't give a shit, okay?
Hey, watch your mouth.
All right?
What do you think your mother
would have to say
- about the way you're running your life so far?
- Don't start with my fucking mother.
If she were alive today?
You'd steal a car,
you smash it up all wasted...
shining fucking example, Jordie.
I'm not going to take
any more of your shit.
You understand me?
What are you going to do, huh?
You're gonna knock
some sense into me?
What did you say to me?
You know,
Carly's at University now.
Yeah, I know.
She came to see me
before she went to school.
Oh, she did?
Yeah, she did.
Yeah, well, she's at McGill.
It's not just school,
she's pre-med.
It's the best university
in the country.
Yeah, I know where she is.
Thank you.
How was everything?
Brady's asleep.
Okay.
If you just give me a minute,
I'll give you a ride home.
Okay, okay...
easy...
here.
Dale? Dale?
Tell Nicky...
Jesus, Catherine...
that I want to take him
to the park tomorrow,
but I'm just too tired
to come see him right now.
Will you tell him
for me, please?
Enough.
Just lie down.
Coffee?
No.
So, in your last letter,
you mentioned
something about a plan.
Yeah...
I was thinking
maybe college or something.
Yes, I believe
there's a faculty
of "maybe college or something"
at my Alma Mater.
Well, that sounds fascinating.
You have one week to find a job,
or you're gone.
All right?
I've decided I'm not
supporting you anymore.
- You've burned your chances.
- I've got to go.
- Bye.
- Bye.
He did miss you, you know.
We both did.
Hmm.
It's good to see you again.
You've grown up a lot.
Don't you have a job
or something?
It's my day off.
I was going to clean the house.
You want to help?
What do you think?
Suit yourself.
Your dad likes these windows
very clean.
Yeah, I can tell.
Carly always used to help me.
Now I have to do
everything alone.
Wow.
Now that must have been
a really nice
mother/daughter experience.
She's my friend.
She's not your daughter, though.
Oh, and I'm not your son,
by the way.
No one said you were.
Just clarifying.
Dale?
Look, I've got a busy morning.
I've got to go.
You're going to have to
take Brady to school.
I don't give a shit
how you feel,
you're taking him to school.
Is that right?
For Christ's Sake, Catherine,
I'm doing everything
around here.
You have to pull
yourself together.
We're a family.
We were a family.
What the hell
is that supposed to mean?
You're too busy to notice
that we're not
a whole family anymore.
Listen, just make
sure he isn't late.
Okay?
Oh, don't sit on my shirt.
I don't have time to iron it.
Sorry.
What time
do you have to be at school?
8:45.
Let's go.
[Knocking]
Open up. It's me.
Maybe you should call
your landlord.
The front door is broken.
Okay.
I got your mail,
some books, too.
Thank you.
You got your pills?
Yes.
I don't see them anywhere.
Where are your pills?
Dennis, where are your pills?
I put them in the bathroom now.
Okay.
Okay.
So we're good...
on that.
You want to go out for a walk?
No.
What's this?
- Walter, you can't read that.
- Who's this from?
- Who's Sylvie?
- Give me my mail!
No hitting. No hitting.
Is she your girlfriend?
No!
Sylvie...
Walter! Come on.
Take it easy.
I'm just interested
in your letter, okay?
I'm interested in Sylvie.
Okay, she just got out of jail,
and she wants to see you.
She was in jail?
Yes.
What did she do?
Something illegal.
Nothing bad.
Why don't you go out
and meet her?
I think this could be
really good for you.
You'll feel better
if you go out.
Come on,
why don't we start today?
We'll start today.
Walter! No grabbing!
Walter!
No, no, no!
Trail... 1946...
it was minus 10 degrees,
July 8, 1999 very, very hot...
32 degrees...
I'm sorry, Dennis.
All right?
You all right, Dennis?
Shouldn't have done that, Walt.
I won't do it again, I promise.
Shouldn't have done that, Walt.
No... look, what did I just say?
I promise I won't do that again.
I'll let you go out on your own
when you're
ready, okay? Okay?
Okay.
I'm going to go, okay?
I'll call you later, all right?
Okay.
It was two years ago,
and maybe starting
these sessions now
is a waste of time.
Why do you think you're here?
Just to clear my conscience,
be able to let go.
I want you to describe it to me.
Describe the accident.
Just pretend that it's like
a short story, okay,
as if you're describing
someone else...
"there was a man".
There was a man.
His name was...
No, no.
Don't name him...
he's just a man.
The man was driving.
The man was pretty drunk.
The man had his brother
in the car.
And why had he been drinking?
I don't know.
Why had this man been drinking?
I mean, there must have been
some reason.
Was it a party,
was it a special occasion?
The man was drinking to forget.
He was usually drunk after work.
He would go to this bar
by the college,
where the other faculty went.
He was a teacher.
He felt like a failure...
and why was he driving
with his brother?
Was his brother at the bar
with him?
No. His brother was at group...
he was partly autistic,
and he would go
to this therapy group
that was near the college
every Friday.
Normally, he would take the bus,
but there was
this transit strike,
so he was expecting a ride.
But the man had forgotten,
and...
when he realized
how late he was,
he rushed like hell.
And he felt...
terrible
for leaving his brother.
He had been standing
in this small space
between the inside doors
and the outside doors,
walking in circles
for an hour...
and the security guy
was trying to push him
out into the street
when I got there,
and Dennis,
he was screaming like a lunatic.
And...
I was drunk
and was trying to get him
in the car.
And I drove too fast...
I...
Are you all right?
A newspaper article, I...
I found it
and I tried to throw it out,
but I couldn't.
What newspaper article is that?
The one about the accident.
There was a picture of the boy...
he was wearing his...
uniform.
Basketball uniform.
Some kind of all-star.
What was his name?
Nick.
Reiker.
Yeah, well...
I suppose I should have asked.
Look, I don't think
that I can continue
with these sessions.
Mom?
I don't want you in here,
I don't want anyone in here.
I wanted to ask
if I could go over to Allen's.
No.
Why not?
Are his parents
going to be there?
I don't know...
I don't want you going there
if his parents aren't there.
Well, I don't know
when they're getting back.
So... can I go?
Goddammit, Brady.
Why don't you listen to me?
So you've been
at the youth detention center...
for the past little while
it looks like.
What'd you do, you rob somebody?
No.
I don't see how this has
anything to do with the job.
Okay, you don't want
to talk about it,
you don't want the job.
That's fine,
but if you think there's
a lineup of guys like me,
willing to hire guys like you,
you'd better get going.
You wouldn't want to miss out.
I stole a car.
You stole a vehicle?
Yeah.
And you think
you can handle this here?
Yeah.
Okay, 'cause I tell you, kid,
it's no joke.
Once 5:00 comes,
it hits fast and furious.
This place turns into a zoo.
All right.
You got a vehicle?
Yeah, yeah...
I can get here.
Did you steal your vehicle?
No.
Humour's important.
It's good to have a good time.
What are you doing?
My mother's crab dip.
It's too runny.
Your blue shirt's on the bed.
We have to be there
in 45 minutes, so...
I haven't even done my nails.
Look, I thought
we talked about this.
Look, I'm not in the mood.
I mean, all that talk about
space, color and texture,
it drives me
up the fucking wall.
I really, I can't take it, okay?
Does this taste okay to you?
For Christ's sake, Abby,
I'm trying
to tell you something.
Could you put down
the fucking crab dip
and look at me, just look at me?
[Abby]: I can't believe we only
sold three paintings tonight.
I just don't get people.
To get them
to commit to a piece of art...
No.
Know what I mean?
I see your point...
What point?
Whatever you were saying.
You weren't listening to me.
What the hell are you doing?
Give that back.
I was watching that.
Now I'm missing it.
Missing what?
Since when do you
watch the weather?
Since when do you
watch the weather?
Look, I'm not in the mood, okay?
You're never in the mood.
I've got a lot of papers
I need to grade for tomorrow.
I've gotta work.
Sure, Walt.
You should be writing,
not grading papers.
Why don't you write anymore?
I teach.
That doesn't mean
you can't write.
I mean, when we first met,
you wrote.
You were much more into writing
than teaching.
Well, now
I'm more into teaching.
People change.
What about that new book?
Junk.
It's not junk.
I dumped it.
Why?
It was the start of something.
It was shit.
What would you know anyway?
Well, I used to be
a student of yours.
You used to have a certain
confidence in my judgement.
At least
you pretended to anyway.
Look, Abby,
the book was shit, okay?
I don't understand
how you can teach and not write.
Look, my teaching salary
comes in pretty handy
when your little fucking gallery
sells two lousy paintings
in a month.
We don't have the money
for both of us to be living
this little bohemian fantasy.
So fuck off with your trip
about my writing,
and stay out of
my business, okay?
Sure.
Well as you can see
by the rain coming down,
it is going to be
a very wet one.
I know when I was walking
to work this morning,
I just got drenched.
I was soaked to the bone.
My clothes were just
clinging to my body...
What the fuck's wrong with you?
Sorry.
Jordie?
Oh, My God, hey.
Hey.
When did you get back?
Last night.
Yeah, cool, I heard
you were getting back soon.
It's so good to see you.
Yeah, you too.
So, what did you do
to pass the time?
I just read. Mostly.
Oh, what did you read?
You know, all sorts of stuff.
Nothing you'd be interested in.
Well, it was really nice
to see you.
Yeah.
Bye.
You look nice by the way.
Yeah?
I've done something
different with my hair.
Yeah, I noticed.
Yeah, you like it?
It's good.
So, there's a party
this weekend.
Really.
You should come.
Yeah, I'll think about it.
I saw Nick's mom at the store.
She seemed to know
when you were coming back...
Oh, yeah?
Have you talked to her yet?
No. No, I haven't.
Well, you should.
Why is that?
I don't know.
You should just talk to her.
I'm probably the last person
that she wants to talk to, okay.
You should come to the party.
See ya.
What is this?
Where are you going?
Look, shouldn't we
at least talk about this, Abby?
We've talked enough.
No, I can't stay here.
I'll be at my sister's.
[Telephone ringing]
Hello?
[Woman]: Hi. I'm trying to get
ahold of Dennis Braugher.
Do you have a number
or do you know
where he might be?
No. Who is this?
This is Sylvie Farber.
Are you still there?
It's Dennis.
I've been trying
to get ahold of you.
Do you want to get together?
Um, I don't know.
I don't know...
Sylvie.
I'm very sorry, I can't go out.
Oh, Dennis no, no, no, no, no.
Cache Creek, 1982,
June 13, 1976...
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
[Telephone ringing]
Hello?
She called.
Who called?
Sylvie.
What did she say?
Nothing.
What do you want to do?
I don't know, Walt.
I was hoping that
you could tell me what to do.
Why don't you phone her back
and ask her to meet you?
Mm. I don't know, Walt.
Jesus Christ, Dennis,
do whatever you want.
I'm going to bed.
[Telephone rings]
Hello?
Dennis, I'm sorry, okay?
Look, don't call her back.
It's too late.
Sleep on it and we'll talk
about it tomorrow, okay?
Good night.
Good night, Walt.
Sorry.
I didn't know you were home.
Yeah, well, I am.
I'm sorry for...
I shouldn't just walk in like...
I just came to see if you had
any dirty clothes lying around.
No. No, I don't.
I thought I'd do
your laundry for you.
I already did it, okay.
Are you all right?
Would you just stop trying
to be my fucking mother, please?
Oh, here.
Thank you.
Here, let me take some of these.
I got that.
You got it?
You like that, Professor?
Oh, God.
Oh, My God.
You want to smoke a joint?
A joint?
Yeah.
Pot.
Yeah, I know what a joint is.
Sure.
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Are you crazy, lady?
I'm playing linebacker.
I get to tackle all the time.
Coach says
I'm really good at it...
you should be playing
basketball.
I'm no good at basketball.
That's not true.
You just have never
put your mind to it.
My father played basketball
his whole life.
Nicky was an all-star
three years in a row.
Would you stop it, Catherine?
Where are you going, Brady?
Brady?
Don't you knock?
What did you want?
Do you mind letting me
get dressed?
Elise?
Shit.
Jesus. Fuck.
Elise?
Elise?
Hey, you okay?
Yeah, hi, baby. Fine.
Well, if you're fine,
what are you doing in bed?
It's almost dinnertime.
I wasn't feeling very good,
so I decided to take a nap.
I guess I must have overslept.
Yeah?
You feel all right now?
Yeah, I was having
the weirdest dream.
Yeah?
Yeah, it was about you...
Yeah?
What were you dreaming about?
I was dreaming about you...
when was the last time
you dreamt about me?
Carl, just not so rough.
Come on, since when
don't you like it rough, baby?
Lying in our bed here,
dreaming about me?
It's... Jordie will be
expecting dinner soon.
The kid can make
his own fucking dinner.
Remember this?
You remember this?
Yeah...
did you miss me?
Yeah.
Did you miss me?
Yeah.
Glad you miss me.
Open up.
I brought you some clothes.
Here.
How you doing?
Okay.
Hello.
What the hell
are you doing, Dennis?
What the hell are you doing?
Calm down, Dennis.
She is...
she can't come in!
Just a second...
Walt, no, no, no, no.
2001... Comox...
that's it.
Just meet her.
She's really nice,
she's really nice,
you've seen her before.
You've seen her before.
Okay?
February 9...
you've seen her before.
She can't come in, Walt.
I have to pee.
Walt, what the hell is going on?
Can you wait in the car?
Yeah, okay.
Okay, thanks.
Is she gone?
Yes, she's gone.
Come here. Come here.
Look, I brought you those
for your date with Sylvie.
I thought you might like
to get a little dressed up.
Okay?
Thanks.
You are going to get ready?
What time do you meet her?
10:00.
Okay,
quarter after 9:00.
Let's get moving.
You didn't like them, did you?
Not really.
This is my best outfit.
That's okay.
You're not going
to shower, are you?
No.
That's all right.
I brought this.
Girls like guys who smell good.
Is that why Abby married you?
I don't think so.
Do you love Abby?
Of course I do.
Do you love your girlfriend
from the Weather Channel?
She's not my girlfriend,
she's my friend.
In fact,
she's a student of mine.
She has the nicest mouth.
When she tells the weather,
she...
licks her lips...
have you noticed that?
I can't say that I have.
Don't do that on your date.
Change the subject.
Let's, let's try to
get you outside, okay?
Okay. Okay.
Let's get you out on your date.
Come on, you can do it.
Take it slow.
Come on...
come on, you can do it.
I can't do it, Walt.
I can't go outside.
I can't leave.
Sorry.
Walt?
Jesus Christ,
what took you so long?
What's the matter with you...
just leaving me sitting here...
I'm sorry,
maybe I shouldn't have
brought you...
he hasn't stepped foot
outside of that apartment
in two years.
We were in a bad car accident.
He was hurt pretty bad.
So what, that's why he's all...
no, I mean, he was
never really all there,
but he was making progress.
Thanks to me, he kind
of went backwards.
So why did you bring me
into all of this?
I wanted him to meet you.
I mean,
he's interested in a girl,
so I thought it wouldn't hurt
for him to meet a stranger, he...
he recognizes you from TV.
I thought
he'd get a kick out of it.
You know,
it's getting kind of late.
Can you just take me home?
We haven't really gone anywhere.
Yeah, I know.
Maybe another night.
Aren't you supposed to be
at football practice now?
Didn't feel like going.
How come?
I just didn't, all right.
What's with the big inquiry?
Brady, you've got to
bend your knees
and get right under the ball.
You've got to
bend your knees, Brady,
and get under the ball.
Like you'd know
anything about it...
Aw, shit.
Damn it.
Brady, run in the kitchen
and get me that first aid kit.
Brady, move! Come on!
No shoes in the house.
Dad cut his finger.
Where did you get that ball?
Where did you get that ball?
Goddammit, Brady.
How many times have I told you
to leave your brother's
things where I put them.
He's dead, all right?
He doesn't need his stupid ball,
or his room or anything.
[Elise]: Why did you do it?
Do what?
Steal that car.
I guess to prove I could.
Was it your idea?
Yeah.
Yeah, it was my idea.
Stealing the car,
driving the car,
wrecking the car,
fucking up my life.
It's all my idea, Elise.
I'm sorry.
It was stupid to bring it up.
Your father blames
himself, you know?
It's what's made him
so unbearable.
He's becoming a tired old man.
He barely seems
to notice me anymore.
Do you know
how lonely I've been?
Thank god, you're here, Jordie.
I can't tell you how glad I am
that you're here.
Sherri!
Here, for you.
Where are you going?
I have to get to the studio.
Oh.
Can I call you?
You know, Walt,
maybe we should just take
a little break.
Break? From what?
I have to go, I'm late.
Sherri, what are we taking
a break from?
Exactly?
$28.50.
Yeah, thanks.
Welcome to the Pizza Zone.
Wow, look at you.
You got a job.
Yeah.
You sure look cute
in that uniform, Jordie.
Can I get you something?
What's your favourite?
I don't eat here.
Oh, okay.
Well, I'll just get
a drink then.
And here you go.
Water.
So, you never showed up
at the party.
No. No, I didn't.
I was looking for you.
Yeah?
Yeah.
You know, it wouldn't hurt you
to get out a little bit.
At present, I'm just hanging out
with Pizza Zone employees only,
so...
what time do you get off?
A couple of hours.
Do you want to do something?
Jordie, I see a lineup forming
and it's not even rush-hour.
Let's go.
Right now, please.
Right, Tim.
So... I'll call you later.
Yeah, sure.
Okay.
See ya.
Bye.
What are you doing up?
I was getting a drink.
Listen, Brady,
about this afternoon...
don't bother.
I'm sorry, Brady.
So you want to come in?
I don't know.
It's kind of late.
Do you think it's okay
with your parents?
My dad's not home.
Besides, it's not like
I have to ask for permission.
You know...
I liked
being Nicky's girlfriend...
but I don't really miss him
all that much.
God.
Is that terrible?
I don't know.
I never really
knew him all that well.
You know, it was more of
a status thing, I guess.
It's like...
sometimes, he was this All-Star,
and then he'd act like
this tough street kid...
and I never really knew
which one he was, did you?
He definitely
wasn't from the ghetto.
Well, I know that, but...
but you were never
any different.
You were always the same.
I was
whoever he wanted me to be.
Well, I always thought
you were very sweet.
I missed you, Jordie.
Oh, sorry.
I didn't hear you come in.
Jordie, aren't you going to
introduce me to your friend?
I'm Melissa.
How do you know Jordie?
We went to High School together.
Oh.
I don't remember him
talking about you.
That was weird.
You should go.
Why?
Please.
Want something to drink?
Yes, please.
Water.
Lemonade!
[Knocking]
I'll see who it is.
No, no, no.
Who is that?
I'm not here. Walt, don't!
No, no, no, no, no.
Just calm down, Dennis.
I'll see who it is.
I'm not here.
Sylvie?
Dennis?
No, I'm Walt, Dennis' brother.
Dennis is right here.
Dennis?
I'm not here.
I mean it, Walt.
Dennis...
I said, no one comes in.
Dennis, get out
from under the blanket.
No-no-no-no-no,
don't make me mad.
Dennis, Dennis.
Get out from under the blanket.
It's Sylvie.
Dennis, is that you?
You know what, I'm going to wait
outside the door,
and we can talk through the door
if you like.
Okay?
Just wait here.
All right,
talk to her
like you're on the phone.
Pretend like
you're talking to me.
Through the door.
Just like you're on the phone.
On the phone?
On the phone.
Okay. Hello.
Hello.
How are you?
Hello, Sylvie.
How are you?
Okay.
Hello, Sylvie.
Are you there?
Yeah, I'm here.
Good.
So...
I don't really like
having people in my house.
Walt probably
should have told you
that it might be like this,
then you could have
just stayed at home
and we could have
talked on the phone.
Yeah, you're right.
He should have told me, but...
I'm glad I came.
You are?
Sure.
Okay.
Good.
Okay.
Don't go anywhere, okay?
Okay.
Hang on one second.
Whoops.
Here.
You can have a seat.
Have a seat.
Are you sitting?
Yeah. It's
a great chair, thanks.
Oh, good.
Do you live far from here?
Not too far.
I took the bus.
It's kind of cool
that it stops right outside
the apartment building.
Yeah...
I don't take the bus.
Do you drive?
No.
Well, how do you get around?
Well, I don't really...
get around.
Well, you should take
the bus sometime.
Maybe we could go together.
Oh, um...
did you maybe want
to go somewhere today?
Okay. Not today.
Some other time, maybe?
Yeah!
Okay.
Right.
[Knocking]
What?
Excuse me. Is Sherri...
Walt, what the hell
are you doing here?
I just wanted to talk to you.
Who is this guy?
What, are you fucking this guy?
You know what, that's none
of your fucking business.
What the fuck are you doing?
Sherri, open up.
Come on, Sherri,
please open the door.
What are you doing here?
I thought that
we agreed to take a break?
You never let me agree
to anything.
We barely spoke.
Does it hurt?
Yeah.
Come on, Sherri,
please open the door!
I'm going to get you
a cloth, okay?
God.
Went by your house.
But your step-mother didn't seem
to know where you were.
Elise.
Is that what you call her?
That's her name.
Oh.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Is she nice?
Sure. Yeah.
Is she...
anything like your mother?
No. No, she's not.
Did you see the way
she looked at me
when she came into your room?
Oh, My God...
Seriously, it was like
I was trying to steal
her boyfriend or something.
When I get that age,
I really hope I'm not like that.
Can we stop talking about Elise?
Sorry.
It's okay.
Do you like me, Jordie?
Yeah.
You know, I hate the weather.
Really?
Uh-huh.
I hate teaching.
Really?
You know, I always
wanted to be on TV,
but not just as some bimbo...
I wanted to get
the news anchor job.
I wanted to be taken seriously.
I just wanted to get
a regular paycheck
so I could write my novel.
Did you ever write it?
Did you?
What do you think?
I don't know.
You don't remember me, do you?
What do you mean?
I actually interviewed you
two years ago
on the steps of the courthouse.
That was when you got released
from those criminal charges
for that accident
that killed that kid.
You know, it was
supposed to be my big break.
They didn't have anyone else,
so they sent me to cover it.
I don't remember much
from that day.
I remember that woman...
the kid's mother...
how she came after you.
She, like,
practically chased you
back into the car,
just demanding
to know why you did it.
The cops finally restrained her,
but you just...
you kept your cool
the whole time.
You know, you never
looked her in the eye,
you just walked away.
I remember thinking
how controlled you were.
I probably would have
flipped out on that woman.
She was a total lunatic.
It's funny how things
work out, isn't it?
Yeah. Funny.
To think that fate
brought us back together
two years later.
You must have had
a really good lawyer.
Hey, what are you doing?
I've got to go.
Jordie, you haven't
cleaned the bathrooms yet.
Yeah, I know.
I haven't had time.
Okay, well, you just remember
it's your turn to clean
the bathrooms.
I heard you,
I said I didn't have time.
So, what do you want me to do?
Okay, now it seems like
we have a little conflict.
If you want me
to clean the bathrooms, fine,
I'll clean the...
Whoa, steady mister.
Do you remember when I asked you
if you thought
you could handle it?
You want the bathrooms cleaned,
I'll clean the bathrooms.
The fast food industry
is no joke.
It comes fast and furious
at Pizza Zone.
You have duties,
you have responsibilities...
now, if you can't handle it,
maybe I need to find
someone who can.
You know what, Tim?
You can take your job
and you can stick it
up your fucking fat ass.
Who the fuck do you think
you are anyway?
I'm your manager,
that's who I am.
Now you get in there
and clean up those bathrooms,
and I'll forget
this ever happened.
Oh, you're the manager,
you're really lighting
the fucking world on fire,
aren't you, Tim? Huh?
Getting paid a dollar
over minimum wage.
Managing some fucking
shitty pizza restaurant.
You're doing awesome.
By the way, you're not
my manager anymore.
I quit.
Go fuck yourself.
Fucking dickhead.
Pompous fuck.
You cannot keep that shirt!
That's okay.
You're certainly in a good mood.
Yeah.
Are you going to leave
your little friend
sitting outside?
No.
Jordie...
Jordie, Jordie,
can you just please...
can you just wait for a second?
Where are you going?
Out.
We need to talk.
Can we talk about it
later, Elise?
Jordie.
Bye, Elise.
[Telephone ringing]
[Woman]: hello?
Hi.
This is Jordie...
I'm a friend of Nicky's.
I'm glad you called...
I thought
you were going to hate me.
It's not true.
I was going to call you,
but I didn't know
what you were going to say.
I didn't think
you'd want to see me.
It seems like
so long ago, you know.
A different life.
I want you to know
it was all my idea...
the whole thing,
the car and everything.
I'm sure
you've heard about it all.
I didn't see the guy.
He swerved right into us,
just happened so fast.
I was driving,
Nicky didn't want to.
He was good.
He was really good.
I was bad...
and I've had...
a long time to think about...
That's not true.
I don't think I knew Nicky
the way that I thought I did.
If anyone is to blame,
it's probably me.
I never...
I never put the time in
with him...
and then he was a teenager,
getting into trouble...
and, oh...
I can see all the mistakes
so clearly now.
It is such a relief
to talk about it.
Nobody wants me to remember.
They think
it'll just make it worse.
But people don't realize
you can't go back...
you just can't,
and even if you could,
you wouldn't know how.
I wish it was me.
No...
No, I do...
No, don't say that.
The whole time I was in there...
that's all I could think about.
I wish it was me.
It should have been me.
[Telephone ringing]
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Hello?
Walt. You're home.
Yeah. I'm home.
Well... it's Thursday.
Yeah, Dennis, I know.
It's Thursday.
Thursday you come over here
and you bring me my mail.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I've got to go.
I'm gonna go out
with Sylvie tonight.
I know, okay?
I'll call you later, Dennis.
Goodbye.
Catherine, what
the hell are you doing?
What are you doing?
Stop it!
No! No!
Stop it!
Please, please.
Stop!
I know you think I'm crazy.
I'm not.
I just couldn't stand it.
Your brother's things.
This house.
I thought you liked
Nicky's things
the way they were?
I don't know, Brady.
You're all I've got now.
And I hope that...
you will give me
a chance to make things better.
I'm so sorry.
I love you.
I need to get away
for a little while...
and I'm going to bring you
with me.
Where are we going?
To your Aunt's house.
Just for a little while.
We'll just...
we'll spend time together and...
just be together.
All right.
You'd better get out there
and help your dad,
before the neighbors
call the fire department.
Sure.
Brady?
Thank you.
Walt?
19... 2001.
Dennis...
Um, partly cloudy,
periods of rain...
Okay, okay.
Okay, okay, okay.
Prince Rupert...
November 10, 1954.
July 22, 1982...
when it was 23 degrees.
23 degrees...
Okay.
Okay, here we go, Dennis.
Okay, buddy. Ready.
Come on Catherine, please.
What are you doing?
You never cried.
I will never
forgive you for that.
Our son died
and you went on living your life
like nothing happened.
Because that's what people do...
Catherine,
they keep moving forward.
Please.
Don't touch me, Dale.
You have no idea
what I go through every night...
what it's like to be a mother.
And to know exactly
what you're on this earth for.
And to have it
taken away from you.
And then to live
like nothing happened.
That's the worst part, Dale.
I can't do it anymore.
Dennis, sorry I'm so late.
Dennis?
Dennis.
There wasn't a cloud in sight.
The flowers
are starting to bloom,
people are finally outside,
so I would take advantage of it
if you can this weekend,
and get outside and enjoy it,
because next week,
it looks like
we're going to be getting
some rain fronts coming in
probably by Wednesday.
Abby, I just want to talk.
Can you call me?
[Knocking]
I need to speak to your wife.
Get off my property.
It was me.
I know who you are.
Hurry up, Brady!
[Door opens]
Hey, Elise.
Elise?
Elise, what's going on?
What makes you think
I have the slightest interest
in what you have to say?
I need you to hear me.
Please don't tell me
you're sorry.
I am. But I am!
She told me
what you did to her...
what the fuck were you thinking,
you little delinquent
piece of shit?
Look, hold on a second!
Don't touch me!
What do you want from me?
You want me to forgive you?
To stand here and tell you
everything is okay?
Is that what you want?
Is that what you want?
This is
what he does to people, Elise...
he uses them,
he manipulates them...
You broke your mother's heart...
Fuck you!
Huh? What did you say?
Fuck you.
I hate you!
You use my wife?
Use her
like one of your little whores?
You just kept pushing her!
I hate you!
Go away from me!
Get the fuck off him...
get the fuck away!
Let's just go, come on.
It's okay.
Are you all right?
I'm good.