Roving Woman (2022) Movie Script
1
[pensive music]
[bustling city noise]
[pensive music over the noise]
[music fades out]
- Sara!
- Ted, it's not funny!
- Fuck off!
- Stop.
- Don't push me.
- Enough.
[Ted]
Stop!
- Come on, Ted.
It's not funny.
- Stop it!
- Ow!
I'm sorry.
I just wanted to talk to you.
[Sara, quietly] Fuck!
Come on, let's have
a conversation.
Let's have a real conversation.
I'm sorry.
Let's just have a real
conversation. I'm sorry.
[kicks door violently]
Come on! I wanna get in!
Come on, let's play.
Let's just play.
[bangs on door,
dogs barking]
[Ted] Stop!
[music starts playing inside]
You don't wanna play?
Ted, I thought you wanna
play...
with me.
[thud, music stops]
You don't wanna play
with me anymore?
[door phone ringing]
[door phone stops ringing]
[Sara begins urinating,
water rushing]
[soft ventilator humming noise]
[birds chirping]
[car ignition starts]
[Sara shivers]
[door phone rings]
[click sound]
Hello?
Do you really
not want me anymore?
[Ted sighs]
Sara.
Do you really not want me
anymore? Do you really
not want me anymore?
I'm asking you a question.
Why don't you answer?
Do you really
not want me anymore?
You told me yesterday
you don't want me.
So do you want me
or you don't want me?
Because I'm standing right
here.
Do you really
not want me anymore?
Why won't you
just answer my question?
Do you want me still?
[Ted sighs,
phone clicks]
[door phone ringing]
[phone clicks]
[Sara sniffles]
Can you please
just give me my stuff?
[cries]
[phone clicks]
[pensive music]
[dog barks]
[melancholic music]
Hello.
Hey, how's it going?
- Good.
You got any cigarettes?
- No.
Aren't you Ted's girlfriend?
Fiance, actually.
Congratulations.
Ted is a lucky man.
- Mhm...
Thank you.
Could... could you give me
a ride to Landers?
- Uh...
I can't, I gotta get to
Palmdale
to pick up some parts
for my truck, so no.
What are you doing?
- Can I come with you?
[Man sighs]
[keys jangle]
- You gonna ride
in my back seat the whole way?
- Yeah.
[Man]
So, yeah, Ted's working, okay.
[Sara]
Yeah, I think he's gonna be
really successful.
But it's very hard
to keep up with him.
- Do you, like, do little
projects with him and stuff?
Do you get involved
with his work?
- Yeah, I help with everything.
- Ah, that's cool.
- Yeah.
He says...
He says I'm his muse.
- Ah, that...
Shit, he says that, huh?
[both laugh]
[Sara] Yeah.
It's important, you know?
- How long have you guys
been together?
- Wow. Six years.
- Six fucking years, jeez.
That... You are already married.
- Yeah.
- That's a fucking long time.
Six months is as long
as I've been with anybody
in my life.
Six months.
- Why?
- I don't know.
I think I just, like...
I just need my space
or something?
I don't know.
That's freaky.
I've never lived with a person.
You guys,
you live with him obviously.
- Yeah.
- How long have you
been living together?
- Well, you said that
you need your own space.
What's that mean?
- Like, you know...
I don't know,
I don't like people that much.
I mean, I'm okay.
It's like...
No, I don't like people at all.
I'd rather just...
If I can be alone, like,
for the rest of my life,
I could do that.
Like, you know,
if you put me in a prison
in solitary confinement
I would probably ask
for more time.
I don't know, it's just
easier to be by myself.
People always
fuck it up, you know?
Like...
- Then you should
commit a crime.
- [laughs] What kind of crime?
- So that you can be put...
- Oh yeah, in solitary, yeah.
I don't know.
- So you're lying.
- What?
- So you're lying.
- How? About what am I lying?
- About wanting to be in
solitary confinement.
- No, I mean, it's a metaphor.
It's like...
I'm just saying, like...
If... I was in that scenario,
I can create solitude by myself.
You know, maybe a man
just needs time to think.
Like, Ted is just on you
and you can't even feel
the way you wanna feel
because you are feeling
Ted's feelings, you know?
Well, like, fuck, man.
It seems like everybody
needs, like...
Ted's a lucky guy, like I said.
That's somebody that
sounds like, unconditional.
Unconditional love,
like you'll love him
no matter what.
- He loves me very much.
- Yeah.
So...
- I just wonder
why he never says it.
- Oh.
He never says it.
- No.
- Mh-hm...
[wind whooshes]
[Man] You know Patsy Cline?
It's like that song,
she's like...
[man]
Love is crazy
It's crazy
I'm crazy for feeling
so lonely
I'm crazy
Crazy for feeling so blue...
Do you know the song?
Come on, sing it with me.
You know, it's fun,
it's like...
...Crazy. I'm crazy
for feeling so...
I don't know the lyrics.
I just sing the lyrics I know.
[man clears throat]
Alright.
I'll be right back.
[car door closes]
[car zooms by]
[yells from inside car]
No, baby!
[muffled, booming music]
[wipers squeak]
[wipers squeak]
[car door open chime]
["Blue Crystal Fire"
by Robbie Basho
plays on the radio]
[car radio continues playing]
..Deer with silver antlers
Deer with silver antlers
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me...
[Sara pants heavily]
..Sweet smiling moonbeams
Sweet smiling moonbeams
Be my rhapsody
Be my rhap-so-deep
So deep my love
Blue crystal fire
Blue crystal fire
Burn brightly in me
Burn brightly in me
In me my love
Blue crystal fire
Blue crystal fire
[Sara honks along
with the track's end]
[track ends]
[Sara screams]
[Sara fiddles
with center console box]
[sniffs sweatshirt]
[police sirens in the distance]
[car speeds by]
["Dance With Death" by
Lou Miami & The Kozmetix
plays on the radio]
..I wait 'till my partner
comes for me
I'm, I'm dancing with death
Oh no, don't look at my face
I'm, I'm dancing with death
Oh no, don't--
[radio beeps]
[disc box shuffling]
[man's voice on radio]
Hey, Mimi.
Trying to write something new.
This seems about your style.
[guitar plays on the radio]
I think you'll like this one.
Alright, well,
I'm gonna turn it in.
I've gotta get up early.
But I love you, Mimi.
[guitar strumming]
This is the song
I wrote for you
Before I ever saw you
I wrote it just in case...
[CD skips and loops]
[beep]
Hey honey.
Well, how are you?
Are things okay there?
I hope so.
I've been fine here.
A little bit warm,
but the work's going good.
The house is coming along good.
I got it framed up,
walled in,
will probably do
some roofing this week.
Having no fun.
What's a happy thing
I can send you off with here?
[guitar strumming]
Wish I could lift you
out of your chair
Get in a car,
get us some air
But you will stay here
You say you're really tired,
don't feel like a walk
Your TV is blaring
so we hardly can talk
But you...
[birds chirping]
[car engine starts]
[indistinct music
plays on the radio]
Remember to close
your windows.
It's extremely windy today
in Yucca Valley
around San Bernardino.
My name is Jason Kramer
and this is KCRW.
We're done for today,
but before I sign off
I'm gonna play a song
from Connie Converse.
She's a singer-songwriter
who mysteriously disappeared
50 years ago
and has not been seen since.
As we played today on 90.7,
here is Connie Converse.
["Talkin' Like You" by
Connie Converse starts
playing on the radio]
See that bird
sitting on my windowsill
Well he's saying
whip-poor-will
All the night through
See that brook
running by my kitchen door
Well it couldn't
talk no more
If it was you
Up that tree there's
sort of a squirrel thing
Sounds just like we did
when we were quarreling
In the yard
I keep a pig or two
They drop in for dinner
like you used to do
I don't stand
in the need of company
With everything I see
Talkin' like you...
[busy diner noise]
[children snicker]
[kid] Argh!
[loud rushing water]
[indistinct voices
in the background]
["Down This Road" by
Connie Converse
plays on the radio]
..On a Monday morning
Came a-riding
three strangers
Down this road
on a Monday morning
Came a-riding
three strangers
There was one wearing green
And one a peacock feather
And one wearing overshoes
against the wintry weather
And they gave me
six white horses
For to carry my load
And they beckoned me
to follow
And they took me
down this road
On a Monday morning
Came a-riding
three strangers...
[train horn]
[fence clatters]
Mom?
[dog barks]
Tina, Daisy!
[whistles] Come here!
Good girls!
Good.
Hi.
- Hi.
- Hi, could I use
your phone really quick?
You can hold on to my keys
if you'd like.
- Yeah.
Thank you so much.
I don't have mine.
- Sure.
- Thank you so much.
- Yeah.
Here you go.
- Great, thank you.
Hi.
Hey, how are you?
Mom, it's Sara.
I just... I wanted to ask you
if I could come home
for a little bit.
I am really sorry...
I am really sorry
that I'm calling.
If I could just come home
for a little bit.
I am not in a great place.
Yeah, I understand.
I know, I know, I know.
I know.
It's okay. I love you.
It's okay. Bye.
- There you go. Thank you.
Have a good day.
- You too.
[keys clatter on the floor]
[Sara cries]
[haunting music]
[lively music plays on radio]
[lively music continues]
[music stops]
[indistinct young male voices]
Excuse me.
- Is she talking to us?
- Front side view!
Hi!
What the fuck?
You need something?
- I was just driving to see
my husband and I ran out of gas
because I don't have
my wallet on me.
- That sucks.
- Yeah.
Um, could I...
Do you have some change?
- I don't...
No, I don't think so.
- I have, uh...
I have a drill
that's my husband's.
- A drill? What did you say?
We don't need no drill.
[door open chime]
[Sara] I could sell you
this drill for 30 bucks.
- Thirty bucks? I don't
know about that.
- It works.
- When you have a battery.
Do you have a charger
or a battery or anything
for it?
- I could sell it to you
as-is for $30.
- We don't even need a drill.
We don't have any use for that.
But we are lonely young boys.
My friend thought
it would be a good idea
if you were to possibly
lift your sweater
and show us your tits.
We could probably give you
like 25 bucks or something.
- Come on.
- [Sara] No.
- It's 25 bucks
- Think about it.
It's a good deal.
- She's looking
all shy and stuff.
Come on, what the hell.
[Sara] For $25, really?
- Yeah, really.
Give her the money, boys.
Here's the money.
[laughter]
I'm a man of my word.
[clothes rubbing]
[men yell and cheer]
- That was fucking
bad as fucking!
[indistinct chatter]
You know, I fucking
recorded that!
Hashtag junkie-face.
[men jeer and throw insults]
Get the fuck outta here.
[key turning, engine stops]
Hi.
[Man] Hi.
So, queen-sized bed, um...
Table, there's a coffee maker
in the kitchen, um...
We don't have a TV,
but there's uh...
This painting with flowers.
This is, uh, pretty much
your standard kitchen.
Um...
That oven works really nicely.
And...
Fridge is working.
This dog, it's a really
cool photo,
I actually got it
at a garage sale.
For like three dollars,
a couple of months ago.
Um... let's see.
Alright, the bathroom.
This door always jams up
so I have to...
Hold on, I'll be right back.
[sniffs the covers]
[metallic objects
fall and clatter]
Goddammit!
[Sara exhales contently]
[campfire crackles]
[Man] So why are you here?
I'm just traveling to...
I'm on my way.
I'm on my way because I'm...
[Sara sighs]
Sorry.
[Man] Wish I had
another cup for you
but I only have one.
- That's okay.
- Do you like dogs?
[Sara chuckles]
[Man] I love dogs.
When I was younger,
I wanted a dog.
But my mom didn't
want me to get one
because she was worried that...
Because her last dog died,
that she'd have to live to see
this dog die.
So she said no.
We lived in a little town
so she compromised
and she bought us
six chickens.
[both chuckle]
[Sara] Did they die?
- Well, chicken's don't really
live that long, so...
This was when I was little
so yeah, they died.
- How long did they live?
- I don't know,
six or ten years maybe.
- That's a long time
for a chicken.
- Yeah, they don't last
that long.
But I...
I got pretty attached to them.
There were six of them
and, yeah...
Like, there's, we had...
Two were white,
two brown, two were black,
and we, named them
after all our relatives.
It's kind of silly, but...
And then, like, one winter
we had, like...
Like, the raccoons
got one of them.
- Yeah.
- So, like, we got a coop
but we didn't know
we had to take the wires under.
[shivers]
Man, was I sad.
I remember going to school
and we had to write a paper
and I wrote this paper
about how I lost my chickens.
And... I had to read it
to the class and...
[shivers]
The kids laughed.
- Kids like to laugh.
[man shivers]
[Sara] You're cold now?
- I'm always cold.
- Why?
- I don't know.
- Can you stand up?
[man whimpers]
[man cries]
[soulful music]
[Sara yelps]
[Man] You need to not be here.
Put your clothes on.
[sighs]
Come on!
Just go away.
Go away!
- Thank you!
- Just go away.
[soulful music continues]
[host on radio]
Welcome back to
Dance Stage USA!
Our next song is by
Sia, "Cheap Thrills"
- Have you heard the song?
- Yes, I have!
- And what do you think?
[soulful music continues]
[Sara snickers]
[whistles]
[loudspeaker voice
booms outside]
[voice fades out]
[singing along with the radio]
[heavy rock music
plays on the radio]
[beep]
["Cheap Thrills" by
SIA plays on the radio]
I don't need no money
As long as I can feel
the beat
[radio off]
Oh, Ted.
How are you doing?
I'm just driving, Ted.
I really need some space.
I'm sorry I left you like this.
Bet you're eating spaghetti
and meatballs every day
and I am sorry I can't be there
to cook for you.
I-I would like to be there,
cook for you,
and wash your clothes,
and fold the clothes,
and clean the sofa.
I hope your sofa is clean.
Remember to put that
blanket over the sofa
so it can stay clean.
Really, it's final, kind of,
and I have to go
to find myself.
Ted.
I need space, so you have
to be okay with that.
Remember we are always in love
and we're always
together in this world,
like these souls that connected.
And time is just
a concept, Ted.
So we're always together anyway,
in this world,
and in this time and space
we have been together.
I just need to drive now, Ted.
But tell me...
Because there is
a very important matter...
There's just this...
There is a very
important matter, Ted.
Are you famous yet?
Because I turned on the radio
and I can't...
No one is talking about you.
I really hope you're famous.
You're so talented.
I mean, how is it even possible
for one person to be
that multi-talented?
[puffing] Ted.
And I am just sorry
I always wanted to kiss you
and, like, hug you.
I just don't wanna
hug you anymore.
[puffs]
See, you have to move on.
You have to focus
on your career now, Ted.
Ted, I just wanted to...
Do you remember when you told me
the other day that a man...
can not be fulfilled by just
being with a woman
and a woman can't
completely be fulfilled
just by being with a man?
I think that's great.
It's true.
I'm so glad you're a man
so you can be fulfilled
by your art.
I'm just a woman.
I'm driving.
It's actually quite
fulfilling... Ted.
[lid slams shut]
[Sara yells angrily]
Ow.
[indistinct conversation]
[moody music plays
in the background]
[Sara] Hi.
[Barmaid] You alright?
No, you're fucking not!
[Sara laughs wryly]
Something is going on?
- Do you smoke cigarettes?
- I do.
- Want one? Yeah.
- [Barmaid] Thank you.
- [Sara] Thank you.
Can I get you a drink?
[Sara sighs]
[Man] Hey, hey,
hold on real quick.
Can I just, um...
Is it cool if I buy you a drink?
Hey, can we have
whatever they just had?
- [Barmaid] Sure.
- [Sara] Thank you.
[Man] Go ahead, no problem.
- [Barmaid] There you go.
- [Sara] Thank you.
[Sara] Ugh.
[Man] Sorry it burns
a little, huh?
A bit hard going down or what?
- Yeah.
- Shit, yeah.
Hey, can we get another one?
- Please? Thank you.
- [Barmaid] Okay.
Cheers.
[Man] So, what's your story?
What are you doing way out here
in the middle of nowhere?
Huh?
You don't drink much, do you?
- Yeah, no.
- You're very beautiful.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I like your
blonde hair, it's so pretty.
- You think?
- Yeah, I do.
- You like it short?
- Yeah, it's cool.
Like, you cut your hair.
- Yeah, I just...
- It's really pretty.
Yeah.
It's cool like that.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
So, like, are you single or...?
- Yeah, I am just on my way
to see my husband.
That sucks for me.
[they both chuckle]
I'd like to get to know you,
you know what I mean.
- No, I am in a... rush.
I need to get to my husband.
- You don't wanna hang out?
- I'm gonna just use
the bathroom.
- 'Kay.
[rapid footsteps heard
in the background]
[door shuts]
[soft countryside
background noise]
[haunting vocal music]
[car engine starts]
[haunting vocal music continues]
[music continues]
- [Woman] Are you going
to climb me up from here?
- [Man] Yep.
- Wait, I haven't even
got you.
- Alright, hold up
and sit down.
- What are you doing?
Don't strap me like a gorilla.
[laughter]
- Sit down.
- I just want to go right here.
- I have sat and it glued.
I have a lot of...
- I thought you were
being kinky with me.
[laughter]
- No, put this.
We're going.
- Alright.
[strains]
- Hey there, princess.
- Carrying me over the
threshold.
- To your throne.
[Woman laughs]
- Game of Wheel-thrones.
- I like that.
- Here you go, gorgeous.
- Thank you.
- Let's get set up.
Something pretty
going on out here.
- It is really pretty.
- Alright.
- Love it.
- Look at that.
- Good spot.
- [singing] We're in
the mountain and forest...
I'm just making a strange--
- There's a...
There's a girl over there.
- I see her.
- We should invite her over.
Hey, hon!
- But you don't even know her!
- Are you okay?
[Woman] Are you alright?
Do you wanna come join us?
Hey, come on over!
It's our honeymoon.
The more the merrier.
[Man] I know you're busy,
doing whatever you're doing,
staring out over there,
but, uh...
Maybe whatever
you're waiting for
can meet you like
10 feet further down?
[Man] Come on, join us!
We're not gonna kill you.
Look, she's in a wheelchair!
Come on!
Yeah! Look at that!
Making friends right away!
[Woman] Whoop, whoop!
There we go.
- [Man] The name is Floyd.
- [Woman] Crissie.
- [Sara] I'm Sara.
- [Crissie] Nice to meet you.
- [Floyd] Nice to meet you,
they call us Flessie.
- [Floyd] We just got married.
- [Crissie] We finally did it.
- [Crissie] He finally asked.
- [Floyd] She wheeled
down the aisle.
[Crissie laughs]
[Floyd] It's amazing.
It's like a beautiful nightmare.
[Crissie laughs]
Do you smoke?
Maybe it will bring you
closer to Jesus.
[Crissie] They say
once you get married,
like, it's good to make
as many friends as you can
and welcome in their energy.
Like, their light, y'know?
[Floyd] Alright, after you,
because if she touches it,
she gonna knock it off.
[Crissie] Just puff slow
and you'll be okay.
You're in good company.
Thank you for sharing
with me, though.
[Floyd] I can see you have
a very beautiful soul.
It's true. Strong.
You've got a strong soul.
And I can tell
that she's resilient.
A resilient one there.
- I think in another life
he was a fortune teller
because in New Orleans he saw
them doing the tarot once.
Sometimes I can't even tell you.
I'm just saying.
You have a powerful soul.
I know it.
It's a good thing.
So thank you for coming over
and sharing your
positive energy.
- [Crissie] It's a good
thing, see?
- [Floyd] Yup.
- It's like a warrior's soul.
- See, right there,
that's a warrior's cough.
- Warrior's cough?
- That's a cancer cough.
Know what I mean?
- Cancer cough?
- Yeah, if you cough right away
you just get it right away.
I am just kidding,
I'm just playing.
- Don't tease her like that!
- I just gotta mess with her!
- You gonna scare her!
- Just trying to get
a smile over there.
- Even I didn't know
if you were joking or not!
- As if you smoke one hit
of weed and you just get cancer!
- Well, I didn't...
- It just flows through
your veins!
- Floyd, why don't you
go cook some food?
- Alright.
You was thirsty?
- [Sara] I'm okay, thank you.
- [Crissie] I'm hungry.
[Floyd] Everyone wants food?
Yeah, I'm gonna get some food,
that's good.
So, alright...
[Crissie] I've got you, husband.
[Floyd] Alright, I like that!
Let's make sure
we get that down, bam!
And hey... mwah!
If you didn't notice,
marriage is a little bit
of give and take.
- [Floyd] And, uh...
- [Crissie] Alright, I give...
[recorder plays country music]
- And then she just takes.
She just takes my heart.
Every time.
[both laugh]
[Crissie] I call that
the snake dance. [laughs]
[Floyd] Twenty-five bucks
and I'll do the same thing
for you, just so you know.
I am good at lap dances!
[Crissie] Oh, he's amazing,
huh? [laughs]
I love it.
You alright?
- Ugh, got it!
- Are you sure you alright?
Forget it. Nothing.
Just let's hit the road
and do what we wanna do.
When I need to go
to the doctor,
I go to the doctor.
Otherwise, we gonna be
doing what we love.
And we can do that together.
That's why...
He like, inspired me.
He turned into a... a knight
in shining armor for me.
What about you?
Who are you with?
Do you have someone right now?
[Sara] Well...
I have a problem.
- Orgasm?
[Sara, laughing] A problem!
- I thought...
Well, you look so sad! [laughs]
Wait. Wait one second.
It's like a magic fanny pack
back here.
Alright.
Well, see...
I can't really use this anymore.
It used to be my favorite.
It might be a little dried out,
but I gotta stick with this
because I get chapped lips
from the medication.
So you should have this.
It will make your eyes
stand out.
It will make you feel beautiful.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
[Floyd] Hey, girl.
I was, uh...
Getting these sandwiches ready.
- Yup.
- And I'm...
I thought that maybe
you'd wanna make some sandwiches
before we eat some sandwiches.
[Crissie laughs]
[Crissie] Yeah, we could
make some sandwiches.
- Do you wanna make
some sandwiches?
- Yeah, let's go make
some sandwiches.
- Come over here.
- Sara, stay as long
as you need, hun.
- Do what you gotta do.
I know she's got, no,
she's got stuff.
- [Crissie laughs]
- [Floyd] Come here.
I hope I didn't interrupt
anything, ladies.
Alright, let's get you up here.
Alright, turn in.
- Turn...
Alright.
- Ready?
Okay, one more.
- Thank you.
[Crissie laughs]
[Crissie] Carrying me over
the threshold.
- [Floyd yells]
- [Crissie laughs]
[Floyd] Hey, you ain't gonna
steal this, are you?
[Crissie and Sara laugh]
[Floyd] Good to meet ya.
[Crissie] She ain't gonna steal.
[Floyd] Oh, yeah!
Come on over here!
- [Crissie laughs]
[Floyd] I'll put extra mayo
on it!
[Crissie laughs]
- [Floyd] Oh, I love you.
- [Crissie] I love you.
[Sara sniffles]
[dramatic music]
[CD tray clicks
and ejects disc]
[beep]
[guitar strumming on radio]
[Man on recording]
Trying to write something new.
This seems about your style.
[guitar strumming on radio]
I think you'll like this one.
Alright, well, I'm gonna
turn it in.
I've got to get up early.
But I love you, Mimi.
[radio beeps]
I've got to get up early.
But I love you, Mimi.
[radio beeps]
I've got to get up early.
But I love you, Mimi.
[radio beeps]
I hope you're doing well.
So long.
[wind whooshing]
[loud car exhaust
backfire noises]
[car engine hums]
Are you okay?
[Man] Am I okay?
[Sara] You okay?
You want me
to take you somewhere?
- Yeah, it couldn't hurt.
That mountain over there.
Just on the other side.
If you can.
I've got like...
Left alone here.
A storm is coming.
[man coughs]
- Why is it so windy?
- Well... I don't know.
It's probably like...
It's like this, uh,
big universal clock
back around 13.7 billion
years ago.
- Are you just
walking home alone?
My wife sometimes just...
breaks it off.
She goes one way,
I go the other.
- But why?
- It's been that way.
You get used to it
after... a few decades.
- She goes one way,
you go the other?
- Well, she had
to get some things.
- She forgot you?
- Kind of.
- [Sara laughs]
- Like, intentionally forgot me.
- [Sara laughs]
- It's okay, we got
an understanding.
[Sara laughs]
- What... what kind
of understanding?
- That nobody is ever really
together in this life, you know.
It's just like different
degrees of aloneness.
- I forgot my husband too.
At a gas station.
And he's walking back now.
- Oh yeah, so...
Same kind of thing.
- Do you live around here?
- No. I've got some
space up there.
My place, it's called
the invisible house.
- An invisible house?
- Yeah. I've got, like,
invisible guitars...
Invisible beds, they're all,
you know...
You look at them
but you see right through them.
- That's funny.
I am invisible too.
- Well, I mean, in the end,
everybody is invisible,
just give it enough time.
So I'd say most of
the 7 billion people on Earth...
go unknown and unnoticed.
Like, they're born, and then
then the Earth just swallows
them up eventually.
- You should promise me
that you won't tell nobody
that you met me.
And I won't tell anyone
that I met you.
And then it's like
this didn't happen
so it's like,
a secret moment.
- Story by the fire,
like the Indian mystical tale.
- Are you some kind
of spiritual guru?
- No, nothing like that.
I'm a film producer.
I like, uh...
put stories into, like,
motion pictures.
- So you feel like
you'll be remembered?
- I don't know, it's kind
of like you're making
a tombstone or something.
It's like... you know,
my little dance on the stage.
It's short and brief.
- You know, my ex-boyfriend
really wanted to be famous.
I think he deserves
to be famous.
I think.
- I think it takes
more like, five years.
- And he's gonna be famous
in five years?
- You don't know.
That's the thing,
you don't know.
- How do you know?
- Look at that
nice dust up there.
Is that Sun Ra?
I went to met Sun Ra
once back in Brooklyn,
- It's my husband's CDs.
- That's Sun Ra!
Your husband is black?
- "I don't know."
- I don't know!
What is this, uh...
What is this stuff?
A notebook? Like...
Wow, man.
"I hate you"?
What does that say?
Oh! "I have eaten...
the plums."
What is that all about?
Poetry?
Poetry?
This is, uh...
This guy...
he already looks famous!
Looks like it could be like a...
a common man or something.
[hazard lights blink]
What's the story?
- Where... where did you
find this?
- Well, it was next to, uh,
some poems and shit.
It says
"dead by the cold, earth..."
Yeah, it was next to,
"Earth and fire,
dead by the cold."
It was next to that line.
This is... This isn't
the guy you left?
I mean, what's the...
what's the real story here?
[soulful, haunting music]
[hazard lights blink]
- Where do you live, that way?
Yeah, I mean, you can
get up that route
but that's likely
to take a turn on it.
[music continues]
[Sara gasps]
[Man] Well, I better
get out here.
I mean, you get too close
to this thing, it just
swallows you up.
[intense, pensive
music continues]
[Man on recording]
It's probably not a great good
way to end it but...
I don't know...
I get to lay it for you.
[radio beeps]
But where are you, really?
[radio beeps]
Uh, let's think quick here.
I ran out of green one
on this thing.
Let's see...
[pensive music continues]
[car engine starts]
[haunting vocals music]
[music continues]
Excuse me.
Excuse me, do you know
Mountain View street?
[Woman] It's one of these
coming up on the left-hand,
the left hand side.
- Thank you.
[Man] I was gonna say,
I hope I don't have to come out
and shoot somebody.
[Sara] Oh, no, don't shoot me.
Last thing I need
is to be shot.
- But you know, with the times
the way it is, you never know.
- [Sara] Yeah.
- [Woman] Come on, dad.
[Sara] Thanks for
not shooting me, sir.
Hello?
[fence rattles]
Hello?
Milloy?
[wood sawing sounds]
[woodworking sounds]
[mellow country music
plays on the radio]
- [Sara] Hi.
- Hello.
Can I help you?
- You're Milloy?
- Huh?
- You're Milloy?
- Milloy, yeah.
- I'm Sara.
- Hey, Sara.
Can I help you?
I brought your car.
My car?
- Yeah.
- Where'd you get my car?
- At the gas station.
- You stole it.
- Yeah.
- You stole my car.
- Yes, sir.
- Okay, well...
Where is the car now?
- Behind the gate.
- Over here?
- Yeah. It's not broken at all.
- Okay.
Just... hang on.
[mellow country music
continues playing on the radio]
There is the car.
[Milloy] Why did you
bring it back?
- You might need it.
- Yeah.
I could... I could use it.
So I guess thank you.
- Brought your shirt.
- Yeah. That's my sweatshirt.
- Hoodie, I guess.
- Hoodie, right.
- It was in the back of the car.
- I know where it was.
- I put it on.
- You did.
- It is warm.
- Um...
- It's...
- Yeah?
- You are lucky
I don't like cops.
- You don't?
- No.
- Me neither.
What are we gonna do now?
[soft countryside ambiance
and indistinct voices]
[Malloy sighs]
[Sara] Um...
I listened to the CD.
I didn't know.
I mean, I should have known.
I mean, it clearly says
I shouldn't.
It's for someone else.
I only...
I'm so sorry.
[Sara] Can you still deliver it?
- Deliver it?
What do you mean?
- Could you take it to...
Can Mimi still get it?
- Sure.
[Sara] Because every
other time I was falling
asleep inside the car...
I wasn't so afraid anymore.
Because I knew that
no one is going to find me.
And the fear that someone
would find me went away.
And what became
more frightening was...
that I was all alone.
- I like being alone.
I wish... sometimes...
there was someone to tell it to.
- Tell me.
- I like being alone.
[Sara chuckles]
- Hey, um...
I wanna tell you something.
I told people that
you are my husband.
I told them you were my husband.
I told them that you trust me.
That is nice that you trust me
because you lent me your car.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to make up these stories,
I think I just...
It made me feel comfortable
to have a story.
Thank you.
- Sure.
- The first song on the CD
is skipping, you should fix it.
There's a way you can
play it and go back,
but it skips.
You should fix it
before you give it to Mimi.
I'd be really annoyed
if I was Mimi.
- Yeah, there's no Mimi.
[Malloy] No Mimi.
No Mimi.
Never... Never was a Mimi.
I made her up.
A long time ago.
Guess I was just trying
to manifest...
an idea of some person.
It's stupid, I...
I was just telling myself
a story.
[Malloy strums the guitar]
This is the song
I wrote for you...
That the one?
- That's the one song!
- I'll try to remember it.
..Before I ever saw you
Wrote it just in case
you came along
If by chance the dream of you
Was real somehow
I would sing it
True for you...
[strums waveringly]
I got it...
[mumbling] This is the...
..This is the thing
that went through my head
The first time
that I touched you
I thought
I am nearly almost
Finally home
I stand alone
Shine my own shoes
I need no one
But baby
I want you
And nothing he could say
Could make me stay away
I know crime don't pay
So I... [chuckling]
fight one more day
I am crazy like that glue
I'll find my
[chuckling] way to you
[both laugh]
To you
[Malloy whistles
along to guitar]
This is the song
I wrote for you
Before I ever saw you
Wrote it
[Sara sings along]
just in case you came along
[both chuckle]
If by chance
the dream of you
Was real somehow
I would sing it
True for you
[light string plucking]
For you
For you
For you
For you
[puffs out]
Hey.
You can keep the car.
Yeah.
- Thank you.
[keys jangle]
[dogs bark in the distance]
["Roving Woman" by
Connie Converse plays]
People say a roving woman
Is likely not to be better
than she ought to be
So when I stray away
from where I got to be
Someone always takes me home
A lady never should
habituate saloons
And that is where
I find myself
on many afternoons
But just as I begin
to blow away the foam
Someone tips his hat to me
and takes me home...
[pensive music]
[bustling city noise]
[pensive music over the noise]
[music fades out]
- Sara!
- Ted, it's not funny!
- Fuck off!
- Stop.
- Don't push me.
- Enough.
[Ted]
Stop!
- Come on, Ted.
It's not funny.
- Stop it!
- Ow!
I'm sorry.
I just wanted to talk to you.
[Sara, quietly] Fuck!
Come on, let's have
a conversation.
Let's have a real conversation.
I'm sorry.
Let's just have a real
conversation. I'm sorry.
[kicks door violently]
Come on! I wanna get in!
Come on, let's play.
Let's just play.
[bangs on door,
dogs barking]
[Ted] Stop!
[music starts playing inside]
You don't wanna play?
Ted, I thought you wanna
play...
with me.
[thud, music stops]
You don't wanna play
with me anymore?
[door phone ringing]
[door phone stops ringing]
[Sara begins urinating,
water rushing]
[soft ventilator humming noise]
[birds chirping]
[car ignition starts]
[Sara shivers]
[door phone rings]
[click sound]
Hello?
Do you really
not want me anymore?
[Ted sighs]
Sara.
Do you really not want me
anymore? Do you really
not want me anymore?
I'm asking you a question.
Why don't you answer?
Do you really
not want me anymore?
You told me yesterday
you don't want me.
So do you want me
or you don't want me?
Because I'm standing right
here.
Do you really
not want me anymore?
Why won't you
just answer my question?
Do you want me still?
[Ted sighs,
phone clicks]
[door phone ringing]
[phone clicks]
[Sara sniffles]
Can you please
just give me my stuff?
[cries]
[phone clicks]
[pensive music]
[dog barks]
[melancholic music]
Hello.
Hey, how's it going?
- Good.
You got any cigarettes?
- No.
Aren't you Ted's girlfriend?
Fiance, actually.
Congratulations.
Ted is a lucky man.
- Mhm...
Thank you.
Could... could you give me
a ride to Landers?
- Uh...
I can't, I gotta get to
Palmdale
to pick up some parts
for my truck, so no.
What are you doing?
- Can I come with you?
[Man sighs]
[keys jangle]
- You gonna ride
in my back seat the whole way?
- Yeah.
[Man]
So, yeah, Ted's working, okay.
[Sara]
Yeah, I think he's gonna be
really successful.
But it's very hard
to keep up with him.
- Do you, like, do little
projects with him and stuff?
Do you get involved
with his work?
- Yeah, I help with everything.
- Ah, that's cool.
- Yeah.
He says...
He says I'm his muse.
- Ah, that...
Shit, he says that, huh?
[both laugh]
[Sara] Yeah.
It's important, you know?
- How long have you guys
been together?
- Wow. Six years.
- Six fucking years, jeez.
That... You are already married.
- Yeah.
- That's a fucking long time.
Six months is as long
as I've been with anybody
in my life.
Six months.
- Why?
- I don't know.
I think I just, like...
I just need my space
or something?
I don't know.
That's freaky.
I've never lived with a person.
You guys,
you live with him obviously.
- Yeah.
- How long have you
been living together?
- Well, you said that
you need your own space.
What's that mean?
- Like, you know...
I don't know,
I don't like people that much.
I mean, I'm okay.
It's like...
No, I don't like people at all.
I'd rather just...
If I can be alone, like,
for the rest of my life,
I could do that.
Like, you know,
if you put me in a prison
in solitary confinement
I would probably ask
for more time.
I don't know, it's just
easier to be by myself.
People always
fuck it up, you know?
Like...
- Then you should
commit a crime.
- [laughs] What kind of crime?
- So that you can be put...
- Oh yeah, in solitary, yeah.
I don't know.
- So you're lying.
- What?
- So you're lying.
- How? About what am I lying?
- About wanting to be in
solitary confinement.
- No, I mean, it's a metaphor.
It's like...
I'm just saying, like...
If... I was in that scenario,
I can create solitude by myself.
You know, maybe a man
just needs time to think.
Like, Ted is just on you
and you can't even feel
the way you wanna feel
because you are feeling
Ted's feelings, you know?
Well, like, fuck, man.
It seems like everybody
needs, like...
Ted's a lucky guy, like I said.
That's somebody that
sounds like, unconditional.
Unconditional love,
like you'll love him
no matter what.
- He loves me very much.
- Yeah.
So...
- I just wonder
why he never says it.
- Oh.
He never says it.
- No.
- Mh-hm...
[wind whooshes]
[Man] You know Patsy Cline?
It's like that song,
she's like...
[man]
Love is crazy
It's crazy
I'm crazy for feeling
so lonely
I'm crazy
Crazy for feeling so blue...
Do you know the song?
Come on, sing it with me.
You know, it's fun,
it's like...
...Crazy. I'm crazy
for feeling so...
I don't know the lyrics.
I just sing the lyrics I know.
[man clears throat]
Alright.
I'll be right back.
[car door closes]
[car zooms by]
[yells from inside car]
No, baby!
[muffled, booming music]
[wipers squeak]
[wipers squeak]
[car door open chime]
["Blue Crystal Fire"
by Robbie Basho
plays on the radio]
[car radio continues playing]
..Deer with silver antlers
Deer with silver antlers
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me...
[Sara pants heavily]
..Sweet smiling moonbeams
Sweet smiling moonbeams
Be my rhapsody
Be my rhap-so-deep
So deep my love
Blue crystal fire
Blue crystal fire
Burn brightly in me
Burn brightly in me
In me my love
Blue crystal fire
Blue crystal fire
[Sara honks along
with the track's end]
[track ends]
[Sara screams]
[Sara fiddles
with center console box]
[sniffs sweatshirt]
[police sirens in the distance]
[car speeds by]
["Dance With Death" by
Lou Miami & The Kozmetix
plays on the radio]
..I wait 'till my partner
comes for me
I'm, I'm dancing with death
Oh no, don't look at my face
I'm, I'm dancing with death
Oh no, don't--
[radio beeps]
[disc box shuffling]
[man's voice on radio]
Hey, Mimi.
Trying to write something new.
This seems about your style.
[guitar plays on the radio]
I think you'll like this one.
Alright, well,
I'm gonna turn it in.
I've gotta get up early.
But I love you, Mimi.
[guitar strumming]
This is the song
I wrote for you
Before I ever saw you
I wrote it just in case...
[CD skips and loops]
[beep]
Hey honey.
Well, how are you?
Are things okay there?
I hope so.
I've been fine here.
A little bit warm,
but the work's going good.
The house is coming along good.
I got it framed up,
walled in,
will probably do
some roofing this week.
Having no fun.
What's a happy thing
I can send you off with here?
[guitar strumming]
Wish I could lift you
out of your chair
Get in a car,
get us some air
But you will stay here
You say you're really tired,
don't feel like a walk
Your TV is blaring
so we hardly can talk
But you...
[birds chirping]
[car engine starts]
[indistinct music
plays on the radio]
Remember to close
your windows.
It's extremely windy today
in Yucca Valley
around San Bernardino.
My name is Jason Kramer
and this is KCRW.
We're done for today,
but before I sign off
I'm gonna play a song
from Connie Converse.
She's a singer-songwriter
who mysteriously disappeared
50 years ago
and has not been seen since.
As we played today on 90.7,
here is Connie Converse.
["Talkin' Like You" by
Connie Converse starts
playing on the radio]
See that bird
sitting on my windowsill
Well he's saying
whip-poor-will
All the night through
See that brook
running by my kitchen door
Well it couldn't
talk no more
If it was you
Up that tree there's
sort of a squirrel thing
Sounds just like we did
when we were quarreling
In the yard
I keep a pig or two
They drop in for dinner
like you used to do
I don't stand
in the need of company
With everything I see
Talkin' like you...
[busy diner noise]
[children snicker]
[kid] Argh!
[loud rushing water]
[indistinct voices
in the background]
["Down This Road" by
Connie Converse
plays on the radio]
..On a Monday morning
Came a-riding
three strangers
Down this road
on a Monday morning
Came a-riding
three strangers
There was one wearing green
And one a peacock feather
And one wearing overshoes
against the wintry weather
And they gave me
six white horses
For to carry my load
And they beckoned me
to follow
And they took me
down this road
On a Monday morning
Came a-riding
three strangers...
[train horn]
[fence clatters]
Mom?
[dog barks]
Tina, Daisy!
[whistles] Come here!
Good girls!
Good.
Hi.
- Hi.
- Hi, could I use
your phone really quick?
You can hold on to my keys
if you'd like.
- Yeah.
Thank you so much.
I don't have mine.
- Sure.
- Thank you so much.
- Yeah.
Here you go.
- Great, thank you.
Hi.
Hey, how are you?
Mom, it's Sara.
I just... I wanted to ask you
if I could come home
for a little bit.
I am really sorry...
I am really sorry
that I'm calling.
If I could just come home
for a little bit.
I am not in a great place.
Yeah, I understand.
I know, I know, I know.
I know.
It's okay. I love you.
It's okay. Bye.
- There you go. Thank you.
Have a good day.
- You too.
[keys clatter on the floor]
[Sara cries]
[haunting music]
[lively music plays on radio]
[lively music continues]
[music stops]
[indistinct young male voices]
Excuse me.
- Is she talking to us?
- Front side view!
Hi!
What the fuck?
You need something?
- I was just driving to see
my husband and I ran out of gas
because I don't have
my wallet on me.
- That sucks.
- Yeah.
Um, could I...
Do you have some change?
- I don't...
No, I don't think so.
- I have, uh...
I have a drill
that's my husband's.
- A drill? What did you say?
We don't need no drill.
[door open chime]
[Sara] I could sell you
this drill for 30 bucks.
- Thirty bucks? I don't
know about that.
- It works.
- When you have a battery.
Do you have a charger
or a battery or anything
for it?
- I could sell it to you
as-is for $30.
- We don't even need a drill.
We don't have any use for that.
But we are lonely young boys.
My friend thought
it would be a good idea
if you were to possibly
lift your sweater
and show us your tits.
We could probably give you
like 25 bucks or something.
- Come on.
- [Sara] No.
- It's 25 bucks
- Think about it.
It's a good deal.
- She's looking
all shy and stuff.
Come on, what the hell.
[Sara] For $25, really?
- Yeah, really.
Give her the money, boys.
Here's the money.
[laughter]
I'm a man of my word.
[clothes rubbing]
[men yell and cheer]
- That was fucking
bad as fucking!
[indistinct chatter]
You know, I fucking
recorded that!
Hashtag junkie-face.
[men jeer and throw insults]
Get the fuck outta here.
[key turning, engine stops]
Hi.
[Man] Hi.
So, queen-sized bed, um...
Table, there's a coffee maker
in the kitchen, um...
We don't have a TV,
but there's uh...
This painting with flowers.
This is, uh, pretty much
your standard kitchen.
Um...
That oven works really nicely.
And...
Fridge is working.
This dog, it's a really
cool photo,
I actually got it
at a garage sale.
For like three dollars,
a couple of months ago.
Um... let's see.
Alright, the bathroom.
This door always jams up
so I have to...
Hold on, I'll be right back.
[sniffs the covers]
[metallic objects
fall and clatter]
Goddammit!
[Sara exhales contently]
[campfire crackles]
[Man] So why are you here?
I'm just traveling to...
I'm on my way.
I'm on my way because I'm...
[Sara sighs]
Sorry.
[Man] Wish I had
another cup for you
but I only have one.
- That's okay.
- Do you like dogs?
[Sara chuckles]
[Man] I love dogs.
When I was younger,
I wanted a dog.
But my mom didn't
want me to get one
because she was worried that...
Because her last dog died,
that she'd have to live to see
this dog die.
So she said no.
We lived in a little town
so she compromised
and she bought us
six chickens.
[both chuckle]
[Sara] Did they die?
- Well, chicken's don't really
live that long, so...
This was when I was little
so yeah, they died.
- How long did they live?
- I don't know,
six or ten years maybe.
- That's a long time
for a chicken.
- Yeah, they don't last
that long.
But I...
I got pretty attached to them.
There were six of them
and, yeah...
Like, there's, we had...
Two were white,
two brown, two were black,
and we, named them
after all our relatives.
It's kind of silly, but...
And then, like, one winter
we had, like...
Like, the raccoons
got one of them.
- Yeah.
- So, like, we got a coop
but we didn't know
we had to take the wires under.
[shivers]
Man, was I sad.
I remember going to school
and we had to write a paper
and I wrote this paper
about how I lost my chickens.
And... I had to read it
to the class and...
[shivers]
The kids laughed.
- Kids like to laugh.
[man shivers]
[Sara] You're cold now?
- I'm always cold.
- Why?
- I don't know.
- Can you stand up?
[man whimpers]
[man cries]
[soulful music]
[Sara yelps]
[Man] You need to not be here.
Put your clothes on.
[sighs]
Come on!
Just go away.
Go away!
- Thank you!
- Just go away.
[soulful music continues]
[host on radio]
Welcome back to
Dance Stage USA!
Our next song is by
Sia, "Cheap Thrills"
- Have you heard the song?
- Yes, I have!
- And what do you think?
[soulful music continues]
[Sara snickers]
[whistles]
[loudspeaker voice
booms outside]
[voice fades out]
[singing along with the radio]
[heavy rock music
plays on the radio]
[beep]
["Cheap Thrills" by
SIA plays on the radio]
I don't need no money
As long as I can feel
the beat
[radio off]
Oh, Ted.
How are you doing?
I'm just driving, Ted.
I really need some space.
I'm sorry I left you like this.
Bet you're eating spaghetti
and meatballs every day
and I am sorry I can't be there
to cook for you.
I-I would like to be there,
cook for you,
and wash your clothes,
and fold the clothes,
and clean the sofa.
I hope your sofa is clean.
Remember to put that
blanket over the sofa
so it can stay clean.
Really, it's final, kind of,
and I have to go
to find myself.
Ted.
I need space, so you have
to be okay with that.
Remember we are always in love
and we're always
together in this world,
like these souls that connected.
And time is just
a concept, Ted.
So we're always together anyway,
in this world,
and in this time and space
we have been together.
I just need to drive now, Ted.
But tell me...
Because there is
a very important matter...
There's just this...
There is a very
important matter, Ted.
Are you famous yet?
Because I turned on the radio
and I can't...
No one is talking about you.
I really hope you're famous.
You're so talented.
I mean, how is it even possible
for one person to be
that multi-talented?
[puffing] Ted.
And I am just sorry
I always wanted to kiss you
and, like, hug you.
I just don't wanna
hug you anymore.
[puffs]
See, you have to move on.
You have to focus
on your career now, Ted.
Ted, I just wanted to...
Do you remember when you told me
the other day that a man...
can not be fulfilled by just
being with a woman
and a woman can't
completely be fulfilled
just by being with a man?
I think that's great.
It's true.
I'm so glad you're a man
so you can be fulfilled
by your art.
I'm just a woman.
I'm driving.
It's actually quite
fulfilling... Ted.
[lid slams shut]
[Sara yells angrily]
Ow.
[indistinct conversation]
[moody music plays
in the background]
[Sara] Hi.
[Barmaid] You alright?
No, you're fucking not!
[Sara laughs wryly]
Something is going on?
- Do you smoke cigarettes?
- I do.
- Want one? Yeah.
- [Barmaid] Thank you.
- [Sara] Thank you.
Can I get you a drink?
[Sara sighs]
[Man] Hey, hey,
hold on real quick.
Can I just, um...
Is it cool if I buy you a drink?
Hey, can we have
whatever they just had?
- [Barmaid] Sure.
- [Sara] Thank you.
[Man] Go ahead, no problem.
- [Barmaid] There you go.
- [Sara] Thank you.
[Sara] Ugh.
[Man] Sorry it burns
a little, huh?
A bit hard going down or what?
- Yeah.
- Shit, yeah.
Hey, can we get another one?
- Please? Thank you.
- [Barmaid] Okay.
Cheers.
[Man] So, what's your story?
What are you doing way out here
in the middle of nowhere?
Huh?
You don't drink much, do you?
- Yeah, no.
- You're very beautiful.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I like your
blonde hair, it's so pretty.
- You think?
- Yeah, I do.
- You like it short?
- Yeah, it's cool.
Like, you cut your hair.
- Yeah, I just...
- It's really pretty.
Yeah.
It's cool like that.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
So, like, are you single or...?
- Yeah, I am just on my way
to see my husband.
That sucks for me.
[they both chuckle]
I'd like to get to know you,
you know what I mean.
- No, I am in a... rush.
I need to get to my husband.
- You don't wanna hang out?
- I'm gonna just use
the bathroom.
- 'Kay.
[rapid footsteps heard
in the background]
[door shuts]
[soft countryside
background noise]
[haunting vocal music]
[car engine starts]
[haunting vocal music continues]
[music continues]
- [Woman] Are you going
to climb me up from here?
- [Man] Yep.
- Wait, I haven't even
got you.
- Alright, hold up
and sit down.
- What are you doing?
Don't strap me like a gorilla.
[laughter]
- Sit down.
- I just want to go right here.
- I have sat and it glued.
I have a lot of...
- I thought you were
being kinky with me.
[laughter]
- No, put this.
We're going.
- Alright.
[strains]
- Hey there, princess.
- Carrying me over the
threshold.
- To your throne.
[Woman laughs]
- Game of Wheel-thrones.
- I like that.
- Here you go, gorgeous.
- Thank you.
- Let's get set up.
Something pretty
going on out here.
- It is really pretty.
- Alright.
- Love it.
- Look at that.
- Good spot.
- [singing] We're in
the mountain and forest...
I'm just making a strange--
- There's a...
There's a girl over there.
- I see her.
- We should invite her over.
Hey, hon!
- But you don't even know her!
- Are you okay?
[Woman] Are you alright?
Do you wanna come join us?
Hey, come on over!
It's our honeymoon.
The more the merrier.
[Man] I know you're busy,
doing whatever you're doing,
staring out over there,
but, uh...
Maybe whatever
you're waiting for
can meet you like
10 feet further down?
[Man] Come on, join us!
We're not gonna kill you.
Look, she's in a wheelchair!
Come on!
Yeah! Look at that!
Making friends right away!
[Woman] Whoop, whoop!
There we go.
- [Man] The name is Floyd.
- [Woman] Crissie.
- [Sara] I'm Sara.
- [Crissie] Nice to meet you.
- [Floyd] Nice to meet you,
they call us Flessie.
- [Floyd] We just got married.
- [Crissie] We finally did it.
- [Crissie] He finally asked.
- [Floyd] She wheeled
down the aisle.
[Crissie laughs]
[Floyd] It's amazing.
It's like a beautiful nightmare.
[Crissie laughs]
Do you smoke?
Maybe it will bring you
closer to Jesus.
[Crissie] They say
once you get married,
like, it's good to make
as many friends as you can
and welcome in their energy.
Like, their light, y'know?
[Floyd] Alright, after you,
because if she touches it,
she gonna knock it off.
[Crissie] Just puff slow
and you'll be okay.
You're in good company.
Thank you for sharing
with me, though.
[Floyd] I can see you have
a very beautiful soul.
It's true. Strong.
You've got a strong soul.
And I can tell
that she's resilient.
A resilient one there.
- I think in another life
he was a fortune teller
because in New Orleans he saw
them doing the tarot once.
Sometimes I can't even tell you.
I'm just saying.
You have a powerful soul.
I know it.
It's a good thing.
So thank you for coming over
and sharing your
positive energy.
- [Crissie] It's a good
thing, see?
- [Floyd] Yup.
- It's like a warrior's soul.
- See, right there,
that's a warrior's cough.
- Warrior's cough?
- That's a cancer cough.
Know what I mean?
- Cancer cough?
- Yeah, if you cough right away
you just get it right away.
I am just kidding,
I'm just playing.
- Don't tease her like that!
- I just gotta mess with her!
- You gonna scare her!
- Just trying to get
a smile over there.
- Even I didn't know
if you were joking or not!
- As if you smoke one hit
of weed and you just get cancer!
- Well, I didn't...
- It just flows through
your veins!
- Floyd, why don't you
go cook some food?
- Alright.
You was thirsty?
- [Sara] I'm okay, thank you.
- [Crissie] I'm hungry.
[Floyd] Everyone wants food?
Yeah, I'm gonna get some food,
that's good.
So, alright...
[Crissie] I've got you, husband.
[Floyd] Alright, I like that!
Let's make sure
we get that down, bam!
And hey... mwah!
If you didn't notice,
marriage is a little bit
of give and take.
- [Floyd] And, uh...
- [Crissie] Alright, I give...
[recorder plays country music]
- And then she just takes.
She just takes my heart.
Every time.
[both laugh]
[Crissie] I call that
the snake dance. [laughs]
[Floyd] Twenty-five bucks
and I'll do the same thing
for you, just so you know.
I am good at lap dances!
[Crissie] Oh, he's amazing,
huh? [laughs]
I love it.
You alright?
- Ugh, got it!
- Are you sure you alright?
Forget it. Nothing.
Just let's hit the road
and do what we wanna do.
When I need to go
to the doctor,
I go to the doctor.
Otherwise, we gonna be
doing what we love.
And we can do that together.
That's why...
He like, inspired me.
He turned into a... a knight
in shining armor for me.
What about you?
Who are you with?
Do you have someone right now?
[Sara] Well...
I have a problem.
- Orgasm?
[Sara, laughing] A problem!
- I thought...
Well, you look so sad! [laughs]
Wait. Wait one second.
It's like a magic fanny pack
back here.
Alright.
Well, see...
I can't really use this anymore.
It used to be my favorite.
It might be a little dried out,
but I gotta stick with this
because I get chapped lips
from the medication.
So you should have this.
It will make your eyes
stand out.
It will make you feel beautiful.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
[Floyd] Hey, girl.
I was, uh...
Getting these sandwiches ready.
- Yup.
- And I'm...
I thought that maybe
you'd wanna make some sandwiches
before we eat some sandwiches.
[Crissie laughs]
[Crissie] Yeah, we could
make some sandwiches.
- Do you wanna make
some sandwiches?
- Yeah, let's go make
some sandwiches.
- Come over here.
- Sara, stay as long
as you need, hun.
- Do what you gotta do.
I know she's got, no,
she's got stuff.
- [Crissie laughs]
- [Floyd] Come here.
I hope I didn't interrupt
anything, ladies.
Alright, let's get you up here.
Alright, turn in.
- Turn...
Alright.
- Ready?
Okay, one more.
- Thank you.
[Crissie laughs]
[Crissie] Carrying me over
the threshold.
- [Floyd yells]
- [Crissie laughs]
[Floyd] Hey, you ain't gonna
steal this, are you?
[Crissie and Sara laugh]
[Floyd] Good to meet ya.
[Crissie] She ain't gonna steal.
[Floyd] Oh, yeah!
Come on over here!
- [Crissie laughs]
[Floyd] I'll put extra mayo
on it!
[Crissie laughs]
- [Floyd] Oh, I love you.
- [Crissie] I love you.
[Sara sniffles]
[dramatic music]
[CD tray clicks
and ejects disc]
[beep]
[guitar strumming on radio]
[Man on recording]
Trying to write something new.
This seems about your style.
[guitar strumming on radio]
I think you'll like this one.
Alright, well, I'm gonna
turn it in.
I've got to get up early.
But I love you, Mimi.
[radio beeps]
I've got to get up early.
But I love you, Mimi.
[radio beeps]
I've got to get up early.
But I love you, Mimi.
[radio beeps]
I hope you're doing well.
So long.
[wind whooshing]
[loud car exhaust
backfire noises]
[car engine hums]
Are you okay?
[Man] Am I okay?
[Sara] You okay?
You want me
to take you somewhere?
- Yeah, it couldn't hurt.
That mountain over there.
Just on the other side.
If you can.
I've got like...
Left alone here.
A storm is coming.
[man coughs]
- Why is it so windy?
- Well... I don't know.
It's probably like...
It's like this, uh,
big universal clock
back around 13.7 billion
years ago.
- Are you just
walking home alone?
My wife sometimes just...
breaks it off.
She goes one way,
I go the other.
- But why?
- It's been that way.
You get used to it
after... a few decades.
- She goes one way,
you go the other?
- Well, she had
to get some things.
- She forgot you?
- Kind of.
- [Sara laughs]
- Like, intentionally forgot me.
- [Sara laughs]
- It's okay, we got
an understanding.
[Sara laughs]
- What... what kind
of understanding?
- That nobody is ever really
together in this life, you know.
It's just like different
degrees of aloneness.
- I forgot my husband too.
At a gas station.
And he's walking back now.
- Oh yeah, so...
Same kind of thing.
- Do you live around here?
- No. I've got some
space up there.
My place, it's called
the invisible house.
- An invisible house?
- Yeah. I've got, like,
invisible guitars...
Invisible beds, they're all,
you know...
You look at them
but you see right through them.
- That's funny.
I am invisible too.
- Well, I mean, in the end,
everybody is invisible,
just give it enough time.
So I'd say most of
the 7 billion people on Earth...
go unknown and unnoticed.
Like, they're born, and then
then the Earth just swallows
them up eventually.
- You should promise me
that you won't tell nobody
that you met me.
And I won't tell anyone
that I met you.
And then it's like
this didn't happen
so it's like,
a secret moment.
- Story by the fire,
like the Indian mystical tale.
- Are you some kind
of spiritual guru?
- No, nothing like that.
I'm a film producer.
I like, uh...
put stories into, like,
motion pictures.
- So you feel like
you'll be remembered?
- I don't know, it's kind
of like you're making
a tombstone or something.
It's like... you know,
my little dance on the stage.
It's short and brief.
- You know, my ex-boyfriend
really wanted to be famous.
I think he deserves
to be famous.
I think.
- I think it takes
more like, five years.
- And he's gonna be famous
in five years?
- You don't know.
That's the thing,
you don't know.
- How do you know?
- Look at that
nice dust up there.
Is that Sun Ra?
I went to met Sun Ra
once back in Brooklyn,
- It's my husband's CDs.
- That's Sun Ra!
Your husband is black?
- "I don't know."
- I don't know!
What is this, uh...
What is this stuff?
A notebook? Like...
Wow, man.
"I hate you"?
What does that say?
Oh! "I have eaten...
the plums."
What is that all about?
Poetry?
Poetry?
This is, uh...
This guy...
he already looks famous!
Looks like it could be like a...
a common man or something.
[hazard lights blink]
What's the story?
- Where... where did you
find this?
- Well, it was next to, uh,
some poems and shit.
It says
"dead by the cold, earth..."
Yeah, it was next to,
"Earth and fire,
dead by the cold."
It was next to that line.
This is... This isn't
the guy you left?
I mean, what's the...
what's the real story here?
[soulful, haunting music]
[hazard lights blink]
- Where do you live, that way?
Yeah, I mean, you can
get up that route
but that's likely
to take a turn on it.
[music continues]
[Sara gasps]
[Man] Well, I better
get out here.
I mean, you get too close
to this thing, it just
swallows you up.
[intense, pensive
music continues]
[Man on recording]
It's probably not a great good
way to end it but...
I don't know...
I get to lay it for you.
[radio beeps]
But where are you, really?
[radio beeps]
Uh, let's think quick here.
I ran out of green one
on this thing.
Let's see...
[pensive music continues]
[car engine starts]
[haunting vocals music]
[music continues]
Excuse me.
Excuse me, do you know
Mountain View street?
[Woman] It's one of these
coming up on the left-hand,
the left hand side.
- Thank you.
[Man] I was gonna say,
I hope I don't have to come out
and shoot somebody.
[Sara] Oh, no, don't shoot me.
Last thing I need
is to be shot.
- But you know, with the times
the way it is, you never know.
- [Sara] Yeah.
- [Woman] Come on, dad.
[Sara] Thanks for
not shooting me, sir.
Hello?
[fence rattles]
Hello?
Milloy?
[wood sawing sounds]
[woodworking sounds]
[mellow country music
plays on the radio]
- [Sara] Hi.
- Hello.
Can I help you?
- You're Milloy?
- Huh?
- You're Milloy?
- Milloy, yeah.
- I'm Sara.
- Hey, Sara.
Can I help you?
I brought your car.
My car?
- Yeah.
- Where'd you get my car?
- At the gas station.
- You stole it.
- Yeah.
- You stole my car.
- Yes, sir.
- Okay, well...
Where is the car now?
- Behind the gate.
- Over here?
- Yeah. It's not broken at all.
- Okay.
Just... hang on.
[mellow country music
continues playing on the radio]
There is the car.
[Milloy] Why did you
bring it back?
- You might need it.
- Yeah.
I could... I could use it.
So I guess thank you.
- Brought your shirt.
- Yeah. That's my sweatshirt.
- Hoodie, I guess.
- Hoodie, right.
- It was in the back of the car.
- I know where it was.
- I put it on.
- You did.
- It is warm.
- Um...
- It's...
- Yeah?
- You are lucky
I don't like cops.
- You don't?
- No.
- Me neither.
What are we gonna do now?
[soft countryside ambiance
and indistinct voices]
[Malloy sighs]
[Sara] Um...
I listened to the CD.
I didn't know.
I mean, I should have known.
I mean, it clearly says
I shouldn't.
It's for someone else.
I only...
I'm so sorry.
[Sara] Can you still deliver it?
- Deliver it?
What do you mean?
- Could you take it to...
Can Mimi still get it?
- Sure.
[Sara] Because every
other time I was falling
asleep inside the car...
I wasn't so afraid anymore.
Because I knew that
no one is going to find me.
And the fear that someone
would find me went away.
And what became
more frightening was...
that I was all alone.
- I like being alone.
I wish... sometimes...
there was someone to tell it to.
- Tell me.
- I like being alone.
[Sara chuckles]
- Hey, um...
I wanna tell you something.
I told people that
you are my husband.
I told them you were my husband.
I told them that you trust me.
That is nice that you trust me
because you lent me your car.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to make up these stories,
I think I just...
It made me feel comfortable
to have a story.
Thank you.
- Sure.
- The first song on the CD
is skipping, you should fix it.
There's a way you can
play it and go back,
but it skips.
You should fix it
before you give it to Mimi.
I'd be really annoyed
if I was Mimi.
- Yeah, there's no Mimi.
[Malloy] No Mimi.
No Mimi.
Never... Never was a Mimi.
I made her up.
A long time ago.
Guess I was just trying
to manifest...
an idea of some person.
It's stupid, I...
I was just telling myself
a story.
[Malloy strums the guitar]
This is the song
I wrote for you...
That the one?
- That's the one song!
- I'll try to remember it.
..Before I ever saw you
Wrote it just in case
you came along
If by chance the dream of you
Was real somehow
I would sing it
True for you...
[strums waveringly]
I got it...
[mumbling] This is the...
..This is the thing
that went through my head
The first time
that I touched you
I thought
I am nearly almost
Finally home
I stand alone
Shine my own shoes
I need no one
But baby
I want you
And nothing he could say
Could make me stay away
I know crime don't pay
So I... [chuckling]
fight one more day
I am crazy like that glue
I'll find my
[chuckling] way to you
[both laugh]
To you
[Malloy whistles
along to guitar]
This is the song
I wrote for you
Before I ever saw you
Wrote it
[Sara sings along]
just in case you came along
[both chuckle]
If by chance
the dream of you
Was real somehow
I would sing it
True for you
[light string plucking]
For you
For you
For you
For you
[puffs out]
Hey.
You can keep the car.
Yeah.
- Thank you.
[keys jangle]
[dogs bark in the distance]
["Roving Woman" by
Connie Converse plays]
People say a roving woman
Is likely not to be better
than she ought to be
So when I stray away
from where I got to be
Someone always takes me home
A lady never should
habituate saloons
And that is where
I find myself
on many afternoons
But just as I begin
to blow away the foam
Someone tips his hat to me
and takes me home...