In the Gloaming (1997) Movie Script
1
- Danny!
- Hi, dad.
Well, come in. Come in.
It's so good to see you.
- Janet!
- Yeah?
Guess who's here!
Oh, my God!
And your mother's been
buzzing around all day.
She's... Well, you know her.
Danny!
I can't believe it.
Your plane was early?
That doesn't matter. You're here.
That's all that counts.
Hi, mom.
It's so wonderful.
Well, I can't wait to hear
everything about San Francisco...
and about the newspaper business.
I mean everything.
Well, let's just,
let him get settled in first.
And I fixed your room up
just the way it was.
- Great. Great.
- Yes.
Your sister's coming over.
She can't wait to see you.
So, well, settle in
and go on upstairs...
and see what I've done
with your room.
And then come on down
and we'll have a drink.
Thank you, Annie.
- How is the lamb?
- It's delicious.
I always think food tastes
so much better outside, don't you?
Absolutely.
Don't you like it, Danny?
Of course he likes it.
I seem to remember
lamb's his favourite.
Isn't that right, Dan?
Actually, I don't eat meat any more.
Really? Since when?
It's been about three years now.
It's really good, dad.
So, how's the museum?
It's the same, I guess.
We talk about movies incessantly...
and I try to impress them
with all my knowledge.
But I know when they look at me...
I'm sure they see
just an aging housewife.
She's one of the museum's
most valuable assets.
That's only because
they don't pay me.
Look at these.
I've got so many coming in
I don't know what to do.
They're gorgeous.
I love fresh tomatoes.
Well, that's good. You can have them
three times a day for the next month.
Good.
Did I tell you that they're talking
about Johnny skipping first grade?
You know Johnny can already
spell rhododendron.
That's good.
I could use
another gardener in the family.
You know I really wish you'd brought
Johnny over to meet his uncle.
And Tim.
Tim's just been so swamped with work.
He took Johnny over
to the site at Greenwich...
to show him the ground you know?
Because they haven't been spent
a lot of time together lately.
Tell Danny about Tim's high-rise
on Madison.
Well, do you have ten years?
Really we've been so busy.
I feel, I feel really bad
that we never got a chance...
to go out to California to visit.
But, you know, between
Tim's commissions and my job...
and the new house, Johnny,
you know...
God, Danny.
You really have to take all of those?
Yeah.
What do they do?
Nothing, really.
Why don't we all go down
to the bridge after supper?
Wouldn't that be fun?
Would you like that, Danny?
Well, I'm afraid I can't.
I have to prep a case.
Which reminds me, I've to call Carla.
That was great, Annie.
Thank you, darling.
Well, I really have
to be getting back myself.
But once again, mom,
it was wonderful.
Thank you so much.
Thank you.
Dan...
I'll call soon.
We'll have a real good visit.
- Okay.
- Okay?
All right, so, don't let mom
spoil you too much.
Danny?
Do you want anything?
No.
I was just...
I was just remembering that
when I was little...
you told me that in Scotland
this time of day...
was called the gloaming.
Do you remember that?
Yeah.
It made the whole world look like
the Highlands on a summer night.
That the earth were covered
with heathers.
I can't believe you remember
that conversation.
I think you were only
about six years old.
I've been remembering a lot lately.
You're not talking a lot.
Well, I just don't have too much
to say about tomatoes.
Well, you could have said that.
I'm conserving my energy.
What else do you remember?
Just little things.
I remember before I would go
to sleep...
you'd come in and sing to me.
It was nice.
Listen mom, there are still
a few things I have to do.
I have to write a will.
Thank you.
What for?
Just for not saying
there's plenty of time for that...
or some similar phooey.
Well, you're welcome.
Is he sleeping?
And?
And what?
He spoke to you, didn't he?
Yes.
- Yes, he did.
- Finally.
He wants to write a will.
Well, I don't think
we have to worry about that, do we?
No, I think he really wants
to do something about it now.
I see.
Well, I suppose I can arrange it.
So you'll talk to him about it?
Just get the specifics
and I'll have Carla work it out.
All right.
Are you coming up?
Yeah, in a minute.
What are you reading?
What?
Your book.
Well, It's just a book
about the great Italian directors...
and the places that inspired them,
like Rome and Verratti, Venice?
It really makes me want to go there.
Well, I turned out all the lights.
Merna seems nice.
I'm sure she is, but I must say,
having a nurse around...
is rather like having another mother.
- What do you say, Dan?
- I think we need some ice cream.
- Danny?
- Sure.
No, after that dinner.
No, thank you.
I think what we need
is some exercise.
It seems lately, that's all you do.
Well, it's good for the soul.
For charity there's some value
in just sitting still.
The secret to life is activity,
keeping busy.
Isn't that right, Dan?
Time for your bronchial treatment.
Is this still
your favourite time of day?
Yes, I think it is.
Why do you like it?
I don't know. I think it's because
everything seems to move more slowly.
Your grandfather used to call it
fairy time.
- Really? Was he gay?
- Danny.
He didn't mean that.
- How do you know for sure?
- Stop it.
What else do you like?
I don't know. I guess
I like all the ordinary things.
You know what I like.
No, I don't
I like my floribunda over there.
Now change the subject.
Just name one more thing you like.
Why? Why do you want to know?
I'm just interested.
God, Danny, there's nothing
interesting about me.
Why do you have
to be so self-effacing?
I'm not. I'm just stating a fact.
I'm very average.
The only extraordinary thing
about me was you.
Great. Go ahead. Flatter me.
Tell me how extraordinary I am.
No. I don't want you
to get a big head.
Well, I think you're anything
but average.
What's wrong?
It's just been a long time
since anyone has complimented me.
May I?
Sure.
Thought I'd bring some stuff down
from your room.
Cheer things up a bit in here.
I'm fine, dad, really.
How about that?
It's just a bit cluttered in here,
you know...
Well, you were a hell of
a tennis player, Danny.
Doubles championship
two years in a row.
Seems like ancient history.
No, it isn't.
Well, I tried hard, dad.
I tried real hard.
How about this picture of you
and Garry Norwood...
winning the championships,
senior year?
You know I still play
with his dad down the club.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Garry's the pro down there.
Maybe you ought to come down
some time and see him.
No. I don't think so.
Why? I thought you guys were close.
We were, we were.
We were very close.
Well, how about right over there?
Sure. Okay.
So, you need anything?
I mean, if you did,
just give me a shout.
Great. Thanks.
Don't tell your mother but I've got
some doughnut hidden in my desk.
Okay.
Thanks.
Dad left pretty quickly after dinner.
I think he had
an important phone call to make.
I don't think he likes
to be around me very much.
Danny, that's not true.
Mom, it is.
Poor dad, he must hate all this.
He just wants you to get well.
Mom, he just wants
all this to disappear.
He doesn't know me.
He doesn't have a clue
as to who I am.
Well, you know what...
it's his loss.
Thank you.
I think it's his loss
in your case, too.
It's not all his fault, you know.
I know. It takes two to tango.
Who are you talking about?
Well, you and dad.
What about us?
Well, you're totally
unlike each other.
You don't communicate.
I never felt
that you were really happy.
I think that's a bit of
an exaggeration.
You met him at your coming out party,
didn't you?
I came out, went right back in again.
You were 18.
Yes.
Why did you marry him?
We were wildly in love.
Really? What happened?
What do you mean?
I just don't see
that much love between you.
I don't even really see a connection.
Now, Danny, I know
that it must seem at times...
that your father and I
speak a different language.
Wait a minute.
I think that a large part of marriage
is simply accepting each other.
I think a lot of it just boils down
to sticking it out.
To going through it together,
you know?
Endurance.
- Endurance.
- Yes, endurance.
In the best sense of the word.
Well, mom, I think life's too short.
I just think that's a load of crap.
Well, who are you to judge?
I think that maybe
it's a bit outside...
the range of
your personal experience.
How much do you really know...
about the range of
my personal experience, mom?
What do I know?
Come on.
Come on. Come on.
Twist his butt to the ground.
Yes.
What's your favourite holiday?
Thanksgiving.
Me too.
Did you ever wonder
why I stopped coming home?
I don't know. I guess I did.
I always missed you.
I guess I just assumed
you were busy with your own life.
San Francisco's a long way away.
Remember Paul?
Yes. Your friend.
Your roommate.
My lover, mom.
Well, I assumed.
Yes, but you never asked.
Well, you never offered.
- Don't ask. Don't tell.
- That's not true, Danny.
Mom, why didn't you ever invite
both of us for Thanksgiving?
Well, I...
I guess if I had known
it had been that serious...
What if I told you
that it had been that serious?
Well then I certainly
would like to think that...
No, you're just rationalizing it.
Danny, I have always accepted you.
Maybe you have
but you just haven't participated.
I think the image of...
me and my lover spooning out
cranberry sauce at Thanksgiving...
was just a little too much to bear.
I mean it's a shame
because he's a great guy...
and he would have made
a good impression.
Well, I'm sure he would have.
And you would have wowed him.
Danny.
And grandpa would have charmed
the pants off him, no pun intended.
Anne and Tim would have
bored him under the table.
We would have talked about that.
Laughed about it later.
Dad would have been charming,
cheerful and...
Actually I always thought he and Paul
would have gotten along pretty well.
They probably would have ended up
working in the garden together.
I just wish I'd done a better job.
Could you possibly accept my apology?
Mom, you make it sound so formal.
Well, I'm sorry.
It's okay.
You okay?
Yeah, I am a little cold.
I think we should go in. Okay?
Okay.
Mom.
The fourth Thanksgivings is
before we broke up...
Paul and I would get
takeout Chinese...
and sit on the floor of
our studio apartment.
Just have a great time
telling each other...
how lucky we were...
that we didn't have to participate
in boring family rituals.
Everybody rationalizes.
It's just what happens when people
don't tell each other the truth.
Hi.
Come on in.
It's fast.
I'm not surprised.
We had a long talk.
Well, I'll wake him later
and give him his meds.
He really is your baby, isn't he?
Yes. He is.
Isn't there anything more
we can do for him?
Well, he's pretty comfortable now.
No, I mean, you know I've read
about new treatments...
new drugs.
I asked Dr. Berman, does he
really know what he's talking about?
You know, his T-cell count
is so low...
that no Dr. Berman or anybody else
can really save him.
So he's come home to die.
But we can't just let that happen.
He has a DNR.
What's that?
Do not resuscitate.
So he's made his choice...
and the best thing you can do
for him right now is love him.
Why don't you go ahead and touch him?
I used to touch him.
You still can.
No, we do it with the wrist.
Like this.
Take your two fingers here.
That's right. You feel it?
Yes.
Then...
You take this.
You swab here.
And you attach it.
And don't be afraid
because you won't hurt him.
Go ahead. Nice and tight.
Wonderful. Just put it down.
How long have you been a nurse?
It seems like a thousand years.
I'm young and healthy
And you've got charms
It'd really be a sin
not to have you in my arms
I'm young and healthy
And for you
When the moon is in the sky,
tell me what am I to do...
Mom?
Annie, I didn't hear you come in.
It's so dark in here.
Did you see Danny?
Yeah, he was sleeping.
God, mom,
I don't know how you do it.
It's such a gorgeous day.
Why aren't you at work?
Well, I decided to take the day off.
I thought maybe we might
tear into the city...
and have ourselves some lunch.
I don't know.
Where's Johnny?
He's with the nanny.
So how about it,
a nice long lunch? My treat.
You said you were going
to bring him over to see Danny.
- Mom.
- Why don't you just go home...
and get him now?
I thought we might
spend the day together.
Just you and me.
It would do you good
to get out of the house.
I'm fine.
Mom, I have so much
to tell you though.
Tim got a new project.
That's nice.
And I overheard Linda
talking about a promotion for me.
Well, congratulations.
That's lovely, darling.
So how about a girls' day out then
to celebrate?
No, I don't think so. Danny needs me.
Come on, mom, it looks like
everything's under control here.
Besides, dad says...
Your father doesn't know
what he's talking about.
Well, I would really like
to have a chance to talk to you.
Because we're really worried.
Did your father put you up to this?
No.
No, this was my idea.
He did happen to mention that you've
been spending an awful lot of time...
He's acting like a jealous husband.
Well, can you blame him?
What is that supposed to mean?
Nothing.
I need to check on Danny.
Can't the nurse do that?
No, it's not the same.
Well, there you go, mom,
taking care of Danny again.
You must be in seventh heaven.
Excuse me.
Why you and Danny, you always
had that special relationship.
Yes.
- Never mind.
- No. What?
Well, don't you think dad might
have felt a bit excluded?
Now that is ridiculous.
I know I felt that way.
What?
Well, it's true.
Well, why didn't you ever
say anything?
Danny was always your favourite.
Annie.
I loved you both equally.
Why are you doing this now?
Why didn't you ever say anything?
Because we don't talk
about those things in this family.
Because we never have.
Sweety, if in the past...
I felt that Danny needed
a little more attention than you...
or your father, there were reasons.
Please.
You know what your over attentions
did to him?
What are you suggesting?
Never. I'm sorry.
Sorry.
I didn't come here
to fight with you.
But really...
- Mom?
- What?
These are Xanax
and if you want them...
I don't need a tranquilizer
and I'm absolutely fine.
This was a mistake.
Wait, I need to know something.
Why didn't you bring Johnny
over here today?
Why? I mean, are you afraid?
Or do you think he might
catch something?
You know it's funny...
I find myself being kind of careful
with Johnny, you know?
Pulling back just a little bit...
so that I don't make
the same mistake that you did.
Really?
Well, then you might just reexamine
your psychological sources...
because now they think
that it's genetic.
Isn't that convenient for you?
Nothing's your fault.
What's this?
I think it says
something about Italy, doesn't it?
Rome, Venice, Verratti.
Martin.
And a couple of days
at the coast, too.
I can't possibly go away now.
I talked to Dr. Berman, he said
everything would be all right.
No, that's not the point.
Janet, I'm worried about you.
I think you need a break. We both do.
I do not want to go away now.
Don't you remember our last vacation?
We'd just end up
staring at each other...
across some table in Positano.
Janet, you need to get away.
You are not yourself.
You've stopped going to work.
I'm a volunteer for Christ sake.
Well, you hardly leave the house.
Well, it never bothered you before.
I just wish you'd try
harder with Danny.
I have.
He doesn't open up to me.
He never did.
You have never opened up to him.
I am so tired of trying to talk
for the both of you...
and getting blamed for it.
- Who's blaming you?
- For Christ's sake.
What's your favourite movie?
Gosh, there's so many.
Your real favourite?
I don't know, to tell you the truth,
It keeps changing...
because it really depends
on what kind of stories...
make sense to me this time.
You know what stories speak to me.
Okay. Such as?
Last year I was obsessed
with movies...
about people going off
to live in Africa and Australia.
Well, that's fairly self-explanatory.
How about now?
No, you'll laugh at me.
- Well, no I won't laugh.
- Yes, you will.
- I won't.
- Yes, you will.
What is it? Try me.
Okay. E.T.
See?
Why on earth?
Well, it's just about lost childhood.
So funny, so sad.
And I really think
those are the best kind of movies.
The kind that make you laugh
and cry at the same time, you know?
I'd like some of that, thank you.
Danny, do you think it's wise?
Mom, I really don't think
it's going to make much difference.
You know what's really fun?
When I really hate life, I love
to watch violent action flicks.
I find them very punishing.
Is that why they're so compelling?
I know at times I just love gore.
Although I'm absolutely disgusted
with myself later...
for even being interested.
You know we should really think about
when those times are.
It could help a lot.
When it comes down to it...
I think I really just like
an old romantic comedy.
Me, too. I just love romance.
You know, like the old MGM musicals?
But I hate sex scenes.
That's a big surprise.
No, no. It's not
for the reason you think.
I mean I know you see me
as an old prude...
but it's part of a mother's job
to come across that way.
Though I do admit,
you know maybe I went a bit too far.
It's water under the bridge.
Go on about the sex.
I just think it's private.
I think directors
are just showing off...
when they try to film a sex scene.
I don't think they're really
trying to show us sex.
I think they're just
trying to show us...
they're not afraid to show us sex.
I mean it's like they're all thumbing
their noses at their mothers.
No, you don't think so?
- At their mothers?
- Yeah. I mean, I do.
I question their motives...
because you see personally
I don't think sex can be portrayed.
You know because I think
the real sensations...
the real emotions go way beyond
what can be put on film.
You know if you try to show
only the mechanics...
the effect is either clinical
or what, pornographic.
And if you just try
to show the intimacy...
Yuck.
No. I think the only sex that can
be portrayed fairly well on film...
is bad sex. I mean, who wants
to see that for God's sake?
You know, because everybody's having
bad sex of their own.
- My God.
- No, I mean you know, I mean it.
To me it's just like watching
somebody going to the toilet.
My God, that's awful.
Now, who is the prude?
Hey, I never said I wasn't.
I think maybe we should
change the subject.
Well, maybe we shouldn't.
You know, because I've been
wondering...
that side of your life, you know,
was it satisfying for you?
With Paul?
Don't tell me you're finally
asking me about my sex life.
No, no I'm asking
about your love life.
- My love life.
- No, I'm serious.
Did you love?
Were you loved in return?
Yes.
Good.
Shucks, that was easy.
I'm getting very easy in my old age.
Really? Maybe you should
let dad in on that little secret.
Don't be fresh.
- You started it.
- Well, now I'm going to stop it.
I want you to sing to me.
- Come on.
- Okay.
I'll tell dad you got me drunk.
That's blackmail.
Yes.
Come on, mom.
Well, what do you want me to sing?
You know.
You were so little
when I used to sing that.
Please.
All right.
Oh, Danny boy
The pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen
And down the mountainside
The summer's gone
And all the roses falling
'Tis you, 'tis you
Must go and I must bide
But come ye back
When summer's in the meadow
Or when the Valley's
Hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here
In sunlight or in shadow
Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy
I love you so...
So...
You were singing.
Yeah. He likes it when I sing.
You haven't sung in years.
You're right.
Well.
I don't know. I just think Ann's
become such a hopeless yuppie.
I wonder what she'll wear
to the funeral.
Something appropriate, I'm sure.
Yeah. Martha Stewart
has a chapter on that.
I'm sorry, but I'm just so mad
at her right now, I could spit.
No spitting at my funeral.
I must say, she really does
remind me of myself at that age.
I guess it has to be in...
a church.
Well, I think so,
but it's really up to you, sweety.
Yeah.
Just keep it simple.
No sermons.
No...
really just...
God forbid.
And have some decent music.
Such as?
I had an idea, but I don't...
I don't remember right now.
But just some good music.
Something dignified.
All right.
Here's the thing.
Just only call the people
that I've put the mark down.
Okay.
Mom.
In the gloaming.
Not tonight, sweetheart.
I'm sorry.
I want to go home.
You are home, darling.
I want to go home.
Oh, God. Merna!
She's not here. Martin!
Martin, come here quick.
He's coughing up blood.
I'm going to have to call the doctor.
- He's what?
- He's coughing up blood.
I'm really,
I have to call the doctor, okay?
- What are we supposed to do?
- I don't know.
Just stay with him, all right?
Go quick! Stay with him.
Danny?
I'm young and healthy
And you've got charms
It really be a sin
not to have you in...
Well, what did you want to be
when you were little?
Well, I was brought up
to be a perfect wife and mother.
What did you...
dream of being?
A perfect wife and mother.
Don't make me laugh.
It hurts when I laugh.
Okay.
Here you are.
Take a breath.
There you are. Okay.
Okay?
I miss Paul.
I'm sorry, sweetheart.
He just didn't have...
the endurance.
The best sense of the word.
It's here.
I remember your grandfather
talking about it.
That time of longing
between day and night.
That mystery.
He said it was the only hour
that you could see the face of God.
He at least was a good talker.
Why do you think dad
grows all those tomatoes when he...
when he doesn't even eat them?
I don't know.
I think he grows them for you.
Do you want to go in now?
Danny?
Take good care of yourself.
And, Paul, I was wondering
whether you would consider...
staying overnight here,
when you're in town.
Yes.
Well, we could have just
a small family supper.
Good.
I think my husband would like
to meet you as well.
All right.
Good bye.
Did you speak with the funeral home?
Yeah.
They...
We need to make,
finish making the arrangements.
I suppose he told you what he wanted.
Mostly.
He couldn't decide about the music.
I seem to remember...
he was quite fond of the bagpipes
at your father's funeral.
Yeah.
Yes, I think he'd have liked that
very much.
Would you please tell me
what else my boy liked?
I'm sorry.
- Danny!
- Hi, dad.
Well, come in. Come in.
It's so good to see you.
- Janet!
- Yeah?
Guess who's here!
Oh, my God!
And your mother's been
buzzing around all day.
She's... Well, you know her.
Danny!
I can't believe it.
Your plane was early?
That doesn't matter. You're here.
That's all that counts.
Hi, mom.
It's so wonderful.
Well, I can't wait to hear
everything about San Francisco...
and about the newspaper business.
I mean everything.
Well, let's just,
let him get settled in first.
And I fixed your room up
just the way it was.
- Great. Great.
- Yes.
Your sister's coming over.
She can't wait to see you.
So, well, settle in
and go on upstairs...
and see what I've done
with your room.
And then come on down
and we'll have a drink.
Thank you, Annie.
- How is the lamb?
- It's delicious.
I always think food tastes
so much better outside, don't you?
Absolutely.
Don't you like it, Danny?
Of course he likes it.
I seem to remember
lamb's his favourite.
Isn't that right, Dan?
Actually, I don't eat meat any more.
Really? Since when?
It's been about three years now.
It's really good, dad.
So, how's the museum?
It's the same, I guess.
We talk about movies incessantly...
and I try to impress them
with all my knowledge.
But I know when they look at me...
I'm sure they see
just an aging housewife.
She's one of the museum's
most valuable assets.
That's only because
they don't pay me.
Look at these.
I've got so many coming in
I don't know what to do.
They're gorgeous.
I love fresh tomatoes.
Well, that's good. You can have them
three times a day for the next month.
Good.
Did I tell you that they're talking
about Johnny skipping first grade?
You know Johnny can already
spell rhododendron.
That's good.
I could use
another gardener in the family.
You know I really wish you'd brought
Johnny over to meet his uncle.
And Tim.
Tim's just been so swamped with work.
He took Johnny over
to the site at Greenwich...
to show him the ground you know?
Because they haven't been spent
a lot of time together lately.
Tell Danny about Tim's high-rise
on Madison.
Well, do you have ten years?
Really we've been so busy.
I feel, I feel really bad
that we never got a chance...
to go out to California to visit.
But, you know, between
Tim's commissions and my job...
and the new house, Johnny,
you know...
God, Danny.
You really have to take all of those?
Yeah.
What do they do?
Nothing, really.
Why don't we all go down
to the bridge after supper?
Wouldn't that be fun?
Would you like that, Danny?
Well, I'm afraid I can't.
I have to prep a case.
Which reminds me, I've to call Carla.
That was great, Annie.
Thank you, darling.
Well, I really have
to be getting back myself.
But once again, mom,
it was wonderful.
Thank you so much.
Thank you.
Dan...
I'll call soon.
We'll have a real good visit.
- Okay.
- Okay?
All right, so, don't let mom
spoil you too much.
Danny?
Do you want anything?
No.
I was just...
I was just remembering that
when I was little...
you told me that in Scotland
this time of day...
was called the gloaming.
Do you remember that?
Yeah.
It made the whole world look like
the Highlands on a summer night.
That the earth were covered
with heathers.
I can't believe you remember
that conversation.
I think you were only
about six years old.
I've been remembering a lot lately.
You're not talking a lot.
Well, I just don't have too much
to say about tomatoes.
Well, you could have said that.
I'm conserving my energy.
What else do you remember?
Just little things.
I remember before I would go
to sleep...
you'd come in and sing to me.
It was nice.
Listen mom, there are still
a few things I have to do.
I have to write a will.
Thank you.
What for?
Just for not saying
there's plenty of time for that...
or some similar phooey.
Well, you're welcome.
Is he sleeping?
And?
And what?
He spoke to you, didn't he?
Yes.
- Yes, he did.
- Finally.
He wants to write a will.
Well, I don't think
we have to worry about that, do we?
No, I think he really wants
to do something about it now.
I see.
Well, I suppose I can arrange it.
So you'll talk to him about it?
Just get the specifics
and I'll have Carla work it out.
All right.
Are you coming up?
Yeah, in a minute.
What are you reading?
What?
Your book.
Well, It's just a book
about the great Italian directors...
and the places that inspired them,
like Rome and Verratti, Venice?
It really makes me want to go there.
Well, I turned out all the lights.
Merna seems nice.
I'm sure she is, but I must say,
having a nurse around...
is rather like having another mother.
- What do you say, Dan?
- I think we need some ice cream.
- Danny?
- Sure.
No, after that dinner.
No, thank you.
I think what we need
is some exercise.
It seems lately, that's all you do.
Well, it's good for the soul.
For charity there's some value
in just sitting still.
The secret to life is activity,
keeping busy.
Isn't that right, Dan?
Time for your bronchial treatment.
Is this still
your favourite time of day?
Yes, I think it is.
Why do you like it?
I don't know. I think it's because
everything seems to move more slowly.
Your grandfather used to call it
fairy time.
- Really? Was he gay?
- Danny.
He didn't mean that.
- How do you know for sure?
- Stop it.
What else do you like?
I don't know. I guess
I like all the ordinary things.
You know what I like.
No, I don't
I like my floribunda over there.
Now change the subject.
Just name one more thing you like.
Why? Why do you want to know?
I'm just interested.
God, Danny, there's nothing
interesting about me.
Why do you have
to be so self-effacing?
I'm not. I'm just stating a fact.
I'm very average.
The only extraordinary thing
about me was you.
Great. Go ahead. Flatter me.
Tell me how extraordinary I am.
No. I don't want you
to get a big head.
Well, I think you're anything
but average.
What's wrong?
It's just been a long time
since anyone has complimented me.
May I?
Sure.
Thought I'd bring some stuff down
from your room.
Cheer things up a bit in here.
I'm fine, dad, really.
How about that?
It's just a bit cluttered in here,
you know...
Well, you were a hell of
a tennis player, Danny.
Doubles championship
two years in a row.
Seems like ancient history.
No, it isn't.
Well, I tried hard, dad.
I tried real hard.
How about this picture of you
and Garry Norwood...
winning the championships,
senior year?
You know I still play
with his dad down the club.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Garry's the pro down there.
Maybe you ought to come down
some time and see him.
No. I don't think so.
Why? I thought you guys were close.
We were, we were.
We were very close.
Well, how about right over there?
Sure. Okay.
So, you need anything?
I mean, if you did,
just give me a shout.
Great. Thanks.
Don't tell your mother but I've got
some doughnut hidden in my desk.
Okay.
Thanks.
Dad left pretty quickly after dinner.
I think he had
an important phone call to make.
I don't think he likes
to be around me very much.
Danny, that's not true.
Mom, it is.
Poor dad, he must hate all this.
He just wants you to get well.
Mom, he just wants
all this to disappear.
He doesn't know me.
He doesn't have a clue
as to who I am.
Well, you know what...
it's his loss.
Thank you.
I think it's his loss
in your case, too.
It's not all his fault, you know.
I know. It takes two to tango.
Who are you talking about?
Well, you and dad.
What about us?
Well, you're totally
unlike each other.
You don't communicate.
I never felt
that you were really happy.
I think that's a bit of
an exaggeration.
You met him at your coming out party,
didn't you?
I came out, went right back in again.
You were 18.
Yes.
Why did you marry him?
We were wildly in love.
Really? What happened?
What do you mean?
I just don't see
that much love between you.
I don't even really see a connection.
Now, Danny, I know
that it must seem at times...
that your father and I
speak a different language.
Wait a minute.
I think that a large part of marriage
is simply accepting each other.
I think a lot of it just boils down
to sticking it out.
To going through it together,
you know?
Endurance.
- Endurance.
- Yes, endurance.
In the best sense of the word.
Well, mom, I think life's too short.
I just think that's a load of crap.
Well, who are you to judge?
I think that maybe
it's a bit outside...
the range of
your personal experience.
How much do you really know...
about the range of
my personal experience, mom?
What do I know?
Come on.
Come on. Come on.
Twist his butt to the ground.
Yes.
What's your favourite holiday?
Thanksgiving.
Me too.
Did you ever wonder
why I stopped coming home?
I don't know. I guess I did.
I always missed you.
I guess I just assumed
you were busy with your own life.
San Francisco's a long way away.
Remember Paul?
Yes. Your friend.
Your roommate.
My lover, mom.
Well, I assumed.
Yes, but you never asked.
Well, you never offered.
- Don't ask. Don't tell.
- That's not true, Danny.
Mom, why didn't you ever invite
both of us for Thanksgiving?
Well, I...
I guess if I had known
it had been that serious...
What if I told you
that it had been that serious?
Well then I certainly
would like to think that...
No, you're just rationalizing it.
Danny, I have always accepted you.
Maybe you have
but you just haven't participated.
I think the image of...
me and my lover spooning out
cranberry sauce at Thanksgiving...
was just a little too much to bear.
I mean it's a shame
because he's a great guy...
and he would have made
a good impression.
Well, I'm sure he would have.
And you would have wowed him.
Danny.
And grandpa would have charmed
the pants off him, no pun intended.
Anne and Tim would have
bored him under the table.
We would have talked about that.
Laughed about it later.
Dad would have been charming,
cheerful and...
Actually I always thought he and Paul
would have gotten along pretty well.
They probably would have ended up
working in the garden together.
I just wish I'd done a better job.
Could you possibly accept my apology?
Mom, you make it sound so formal.
Well, I'm sorry.
It's okay.
You okay?
Yeah, I am a little cold.
I think we should go in. Okay?
Okay.
Mom.
The fourth Thanksgivings is
before we broke up...
Paul and I would get
takeout Chinese...
and sit on the floor of
our studio apartment.
Just have a great time
telling each other...
how lucky we were...
that we didn't have to participate
in boring family rituals.
Everybody rationalizes.
It's just what happens when people
don't tell each other the truth.
Hi.
Come on in.
It's fast.
I'm not surprised.
We had a long talk.
Well, I'll wake him later
and give him his meds.
He really is your baby, isn't he?
Yes. He is.
Isn't there anything more
we can do for him?
Well, he's pretty comfortable now.
No, I mean, you know I've read
about new treatments...
new drugs.
I asked Dr. Berman, does he
really know what he's talking about?
You know, his T-cell count
is so low...
that no Dr. Berman or anybody else
can really save him.
So he's come home to die.
But we can't just let that happen.
He has a DNR.
What's that?
Do not resuscitate.
So he's made his choice...
and the best thing you can do
for him right now is love him.
Why don't you go ahead and touch him?
I used to touch him.
You still can.
No, we do it with the wrist.
Like this.
Take your two fingers here.
That's right. You feel it?
Yes.
Then...
You take this.
You swab here.
And you attach it.
And don't be afraid
because you won't hurt him.
Go ahead. Nice and tight.
Wonderful. Just put it down.
How long have you been a nurse?
It seems like a thousand years.
I'm young and healthy
And you've got charms
It'd really be a sin
not to have you in my arms
I'm young and healthy
And for you
When the moon is in the sky,
tell me what am I to do...
Mom?
Annie, I didn't hear you come in.
It's so dark in here.
Did you see Danny?
Yeah, he was sleeping.
God, mom,
I don't know how you do it.
It's such a gorgeous day.
Why aren't you at work?
Well, I decided to take the day off.
I thought maybe we might
tear into the city...
and have ourselves some lunch.
I don't know.
Where's Johnny?
He's with the nanny.
So how about it,
a nice long lunch? My treat.
You said you were going
to bring him over to see Danny.
- Mom.
- Why don't you just go home...
and get him now?
I thought we might
spend the day together.
Just you and me.
It would do you good
to get out of the house.
I'm fine.
Mom, I have so much
to tell you though.
Tim got a new project.
That's nice.
And I overheard Linda
talking about a promotion for me.
Well, congratulations.
That's lovely, darling.
So how about a girls' day out then
to celebrate?
No, I don't think so. Danny needs me.
Come on, mom, it looks like
everything's under control here.
Besides, dad says...
Your father doesn't know
what he's talking about.
Well, I would really like
to have a chance to talk to you.
Because we're really worried.
Did your father put you up to this?
No.
No, this was my idea.
He did happen to mention that you've
been spending an awful lot of time...
He's acting like a jealous husband.
Well, can you blame him?
What is that supposed to mean?
Nothing.
I need to check on Danny.
Can't the nurse do that?
No, it's not the same.
Well, there you go, mom,
taking care of Danny again.
You must be in seventh heaven.
Excuse me.
Why you and Danny, you always
had that special relationship.
Yes.
- Never mind.
- No. What?
Well, don't you think dad might
have felt a bit excluded?
Now that is ridiculous.
I know I felt that way.
What?
Well, it's true.
Well, why didn't you ever
say anything?
Danny was always your favourite.
Annie.
I loved you both equally.
Why are you doing this now?
Why didn't you ever say anything?
Because we don't talk
about those things in this family.
Because we never have.
Sweety, if in the past...
I felt that Danny needed
a little more attention than you...
or your father, there were reasons.
Please.
You know what your over attentions
did to him?
What are you suggesting?
Never. I'm sorry.
Sorry.
I didn't come here
to fight with you.
But really...
- Mom?
- What?
These are Xanax
and if you want them...
I don't need a tranquilizer
and I'm absolutely fine.
This was a mistake.
Wait, I need to know something.
Why didn't you bring Johnny
over here today?
Why? I mean, are you afraid?
Or do you think he might
catch something?
You know it's funny...
I find myself being kind of careful
with Johnny, you know?
Pulling back just a little bit...
so that I don't make
the same mistake that you did.
Really?
Well, then you might just reexamine
your psychological sources...
because now they think
that it's genetic.
Isn't that convenient for you?
Nothing's your fault.
What's this?
I think it says
something about Italy, doesn't it?
Rome, Venice, Verratti.
Martin.
And a couple of days
at the coast, too.
I can't possibly go away now.
I talked to Dr. Berman, he said
everything would be all right.
No, that's not the point.
Janet, I'm worried about you.
I think you need a break. We both do.
I do not want to go away now.
Don't you remember our last vacation?
We'd just end up
staring at each other...
across some table in Positano.
Janet, you need to get away.
You are not yourself.
You've stopped going to work.
I'm a volunteer for Christ sake.
Well, you hardly leave the house.
Well, it never bothered you before.
I just wish you'd try
harder with Danny.
I have.
He doesn't open up to me.
He never did.
You have never opened up to him.
I am so tired of trying to talk
for the both of you...
and getting blamed for it.
- Who's blaming you?
- For Christ's sake.
What's your favourite movie?
Gosh, there's so many.
Your real favourite?
I don't know, to tell you the truth,
It keeps changing...
because it really depends
on what kind of stories...
make sense to me this time.
You know what stories speak to me.
Okay. Such as?
Last year I was obsessed
with movies...
about people going off
to live in Africa and Australia.
Well, that's fairly self-explanatory.
How about now?
No, you'll laugh at me.
- Well, no I won't laugh.
- Yes, you will.
- I won't.
- Yes, you will.
What is it? Try me.
Okay. E.T.
See?
Why on earth?
Well, it's just about lost childhood.
So funny, so sad.
And I really think
those are the best kind of movies.
The kind that make you laugh
and cry at the same time, you know?
I'd like some of that, thank you.
Danny, do you think it's wise?
Mom, I really don't think
it's going to make much difference.
You know what's really fun?
When I really hate life, I love
to watch violent action flicks.
I find them very punishing.
Is that why they're so compelling?
I know at times I just love gore.
Although I'm absolutely disgusted
with myself later...
for even being interested.
You know we should really think about
when those times are.
It could help a lot.
When it comes down to it...
I think I really just like
an old romantic comedy.
Me, too. I just love romance.
You know, like the old MGM musicals?
But I hate sex scenes.
That's a big surprise.
No, no. It's not
for the reason you think.
I mean I know you see me
as an old prude...
but it's part of a mother's job
to come across that way.
Though I do admit,
you know maybe I went a bit too far.
It's water under the bridge.
Go on about the sex.
I just think it's private.
I think directors
are just showing off...
when they try to film a sex scene.
I don't think they're really
trying to show us sex.
I think they're just
trying to show us...
they're not afraid to show us sex.
I mean it's like they're all thumbing
their noses at their mothers.
No, you don't think so?
- At their mothers?
- Yeah. I mean, I do.
I question their motives...
because you see personally
I don't think sex can be portrayed.
You know because I think
the real sensations...
the real emotions go way beyond
what can be put on film.
You know if you try to show
only the mechanics...
the effect is either clinical
or what, pornographic.
And if you just try
to show the intimacy...
Yuck.
No. I think the only sex that can
be portrayed fairly well on film...
is bad sex. I mean, who wants
to see that for God's sake?
You know, because everybody's having
bad sex of their own.
- My God.
- No, I mean you know, I mean it.
To me it's just like watching
somebody going to the toilet.
My God, that's awful.
Now, who is the prude?
Hey, I never said I wasn't.
I think maybe we should
change the subject.
Well, maybe we shouldn't.
You know, because I've been
wondering...
that side of your life, you know,
was it satisfying for you?
With Paul?
Don't tell me you're finally
asking me about my sex life.
No, no I'm asking
about your love life.
- My love life.
- No, I'm serious.
Did you love?
Were you loved in return?
Yes.
Good.
Shucks, that was easy.
I'm getting very easy in my old age.
Really? Maybe you should
let dad in on that little secret.
Don't be fresh.
- You started it.
- Well, now I'm going to stop it.
I want you to sing to me.
- Come on.
- Okay.
I'll tell dad you got me drunk.
That's blackmail.
Yes.
Come on, mom.
Well, what do you want me to sing?
You know.
You were so little
when I used to sing that.
Please.
All right.
Oh, Danny boy
The pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen
And down the mountainside
The summer's gone
And all the roses falling
'Tis you, 'tis you
Must go and I must bide
But come ye back
When summer's in the meadow
Or when the Valley's
Hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here
In sunlight or in shadow
Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy
I love you so...
So...
You were singing.
Yeah. He likes it when I sing.
You haven't sung in years.
You're right.
Well.
I don't know. I just think Ann's
become such a hopeless yuppie.
I wonder what she'll wear
to the funeral.
Something appropriate, I'm sure.
Yeah. Martha Stewart
has a chapter on that.
I'm sorry, but I'm just so mad
at her right now, I could spit.
No spitting at my funeral.
I must say, she really does
remind me of myself at that age.
I guess it has to be in...
a church.
Well, I think so,
but it's really up to you, sweety.
Yeah.
Just keep it simple.
No sermons.
No...
really just...
God forbid.
And have some decent music.
Such as?
I had an idea, but I don't...
I don't remember right now.
But just some good music.
Something dignified.
All right.
Here's the thing.
Just only call the people
that I've put the mark down.
Okay.
Mom.
In the gloaming.
Not tonight, sweetheart.
I'm sorry.
I want to go home.
You are home, darling.
I want to go home.
Oh, God. Merna!
She's not here. Martin!
Martin, come here quick.
He's coughing up blood.
I'm going to have to call the doctor.
- He's what?
- He's coughing up blood.
I'm really,
I have to call the doctor, okay?
- What are we supposed to do?
- I don't know.
Just stay with him, all right?
Go quick! Stay with him.
Danny?
I'm young and healthy
And you've got charms
It really be a sin
not to have you in...
Well, what did you want to be
when you were little?
Well, I was brought up
to be a perfect wife and mother.
What did you...
dream of being?
A perfect wife and mother.
Don't make me laugh.
It hurts when I laugh.
Okay.
Here you are.
Take a breath.
There you are. Okay.
Okay?
I miss Paul.
I'm sorry, sweetheart.
He just didn't have...
the endurance.
The best sense of the word.
It's here.
I remember your grandfather
talking about it.
That time of longing
between day and night.
That mystery.
He said it was the only hour
that you could see the face of God.
He at least was a good talker.
Why do you think dad
grows all those tomatoes when he...
when he doesn't even eat them?
I don't know.
I think he grows them for you.
Do you want to go in now?
Danny?
Take good care of yourself.
And, Paul, I was wondering
whether you would consider...
staying overnight here,
when you're in town.
Yes.
Well, we could have just
a small family supper.
Good.
I think my husband would like
to meet you as well.
All right.
Good bye.
Did you speak with the funeral home?
Yeah.
They...
We need to make,
finish making the arrangements.
I suppose he told you what he wanted.
Mostly.
He couldn't decide about the music.
I seem to remember...
he was quite fond of the bagpipes
at your father's funeral.
Yeah.
Yes, I think he'd have liked that
very much.
Would you please tell me
what else my boy liked?
I'm sorry.