02x08 - Creator-Destroyer

[bunniefuu]

(WOMAN SINGING TRADITIONAL SONG IN ITALIAN)

(WOMAN CONTINUES SINGING IN ITALIAN)

Ciao.

Gianni.

Come with me.

I see you watching me work.

There is no need to hide.

Let me see.

FRANCA: Mm.

I wanted to be a doctor when I was your age.

My father told me, "That's no job for a woman."

So I became a dressmaker.

At the same time, I vowed I would never tell my children what job they should do.

You must do what you love, Gianni.

What you feel inside here.

But it takes hard work and practice.

You must learn how to sew, how to understand the fabrics.

I'll teach you, if you want.

TEACHER: Repeat after me.

- Amo.
- STUDENTS: Amo.

- Amas.
- Amas.

- Amat.
- Amat.

- Amamus.
- Amamus.

- Amatis.
- Amatis.

What are you? A pervert?

Not a pervert, miss, a pansy.

(STUDENTS LAUGHING)

Again.

- Amo.
- STUDENTS: Amo.

- Amas.
- Amas.

- Amamus.
- Amamus.

- Amatis.
- Amatis.

- Amant.
- Amant.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Now tell me the truth.
I've no time for lies.

The teacher said I was a pervert.

It's beautiful.

We make it for real.

Yes?

I can't. It's too hard.

Success only comes with hard work.

Many hours, many weeks, many years.

And it's never easy.

But that's all right.

That's why it's special.

Try again.

♪ ♪

(DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE)

MODESTO: All right, let's go.

Huh, what did I say?

We don't need professional movers.
We do it ourselves.

Save ourselves bucks.

Give me a week, I can take that and turn it into , .

(LAUGHS)

Good exercise, too.

Make ourselves stronger.

Where's Andrew?

(FAN WHIRRING)

Andrew! Andrew!

Andrew!

Say good-bye.

This is not for you.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(TRUCK RUMBLING, CREAKING QUIETLY)

(ENGINE STOPS)

Andrew. Let's go.

(WHISPERING): Andrew. Come here.

Where's your father?

With Prince Andrew.

He's being given the tour.

Let's get the cushions.

Go on. Help your sister.

Tell me, what room is this?

It's the biggest bedroom.

It's the master bedroom.

It's your room.

You want to know why?

Sit down. I'll tell you.

Every morning when you wake up, and every evening when you go to sleep,

I want you to remember... that you're special.

And that when you feel special, success will follow.

Of course, I'm gonna need this closet.

(SIGHS)

For all my suits.

Otherwise, the room is yours.

(AIR CONDITIONER HUMMING)

♪ ♪

(HAMMERING IN DISTANCE)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

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♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(PHONE RINGING IN DISTANCE)

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(PHONE RINGING IN DISTANCE)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

INTERVIEWER: Modesto Cunanan.

Please, everyone calls me Pete.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Frankly, uh, we don't call in to interview many candidates like you, at least not to be stockbrokers.

- Like me?
- Uh, night-schooled.

You've really pulled yourself up by the bootstraps, haven't you?

- Yes, sir.
- TEACHER: Andrew Cunanan?

Right this way.

MODESTO: Gentlemen, I'm aware that you have a long line of eager Ivy League educated young men queuing up to be brokers at Merrill Lynch, but ask yourself, how many of them started from nothing?

Can you tell me why you want to come to Bishop's?

Because it's the best school in California and one of the best schools in America.

- Who told you that?
- My father.

Mr. Cunanan, can we talk a little more about business and a little less about your biography?

But biography is business.

My life is a tale told in dollars.

I was born in Baliuag village, the Philippines, in a house any of you gentlemen can buy with the money in your wallets.

I served in the U.S. Navy for $ a month, not for the money, but for the opportunity to live and work in the United States of America, the greatest country in the world.

- We thank you for your service.
- Yes, thank you.

No, sir. I thank this country. I thank it every day.

Because after I arrived, not far from the Navy docks,

I bought my first home.
$ , , it cost me.

A few years later, I moved my family to an $ , home.

Now, is that biography or business?

Because I will tell your investors that's what I plan to do with their money.

I will cross oceans with it. I will take it to new lands.

I'm talking about growth they can't imagine.

TEACHER: If you could have one wish, what would it be?

A house overlooking the ocean, two Mercedes, four beautiful children, three beautiful dogs, and a good relationship with God.

Is that one wish or five?

- Did I make a mistake?
- No, not at all.

I'll ask it again.

Andrew, if you could have one wish, just one wish, what would it be?

To be special.

- (DOOR OPENS)
- MARY ANNE: And then you must say...

(MARY ANNE SPEAKS ITALIAN)

(ANDREW REPEATS PHRASE IN ITALIAN)

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

Dad?

I didn't get the job.

They told you already?

They called. It's a no.

I'm so sorry.

Only joking. I got the job.

I'm in.

At Merrill Lynch. (LAUGHS)

- (MARY ANNE LAUGHS)
- The godfather of corporate America, and they want me!

They want me!

$ , starting salary, and the sky's the limit.

Tonight, we eat like kings.

- (MARY ANNE GASPS)
- From now on, every night, we eat like kings.

MARY ANNE: Oh! (LAUGHS)

(MODESTO LAUGHS)

- What's going on?
- Your father got the job!

You didn't think I got it, though, did you?

Only because you said so.

As a joke.

Except you believed it.

Quick to believe the worst?

Modesto, I'm so happy.

Andrew knew.

He knew I got the job, even before I said so.

Maybe we should check your medication again, see if your thoughts are confused.

Don't want you going back into the hospital.

(MARY ANNE INHALES SHARPLY)

Modesto.

M...

Let's celebrate! Hmm?

Like kings.

Just like you said.

Move up. (SIGHS)

Ah.

Here. Where were we?

"The Art of Conversation."

Do we have to read the whole book?

What is this, mutiny at bedtime?

Yes, my son, who I love more than I love my own life, we have to read the whole book, from "The Etiquette of Calling Cards" to "Men's Apparel" to "Creating the Perfect Buffet Menu."

You need to know it all.

It's not enough to be smart.

You need to fit in.

Where were we?

"There are two kinds of CONVERSATION: polite and real."

What happens if I don't get accepted into Bishop's School?

Don't be ridiculous.

We moved to this house so you could be close to that school.

Of course you're going to get in.

(MODESTO CHUCKLES)

"Polite conversation."

I like this. You could learn from this.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Why are you crying? You got in.

You...

Oh!

(LAUGHING)

- (ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
- (FRANTIC CHATTER)

TRADER: ...I feel like I threw the ball

- and caught the touchdown.
- (PHONES RINGING)

Yeah. Oh, hey, I-I got to go.
shares.

Hey, buddy!

Hey. I hear you b*at out applicants.

This trading floor is ruthless.

You must be able to pull in some mighty big numbers.

This is you.

- Let me show you how it's done.
- You got it. I like that.

MODESTO: Sir, I served for seven years in the U.S. Navy, and nothing is more important to me than integrity and honesty.

But it's my duty... and, as a sailor,

I never use that word lightly... but it's my duty to point out that if you feel comfortable about a stock, then it's probably a stock everyone knows about.

MAN (OVER PHONE): You know, I see your point, but it's just not for me. Thanks, anyway.

- (LINE CLICKS)
- (DIAL TONE HUMMING)

Yes, sir. I understand.

But it's my job to find exceptional opportunities.

- And those are never, never comfortable.
-(LINE BEEPING)

Do you want to be comfortable or exceptional?

That's what I want to hear, sir.

(LAUGHS): Yes, sir.

Now, to move this forward, I'm gonna need a few details from you.

Let's start with your bank account number.

MARY ANNE: Okay?

And don't forget the comma.

- Punctuation is the music
- (DOOR OPENS)

- of language.
- MODESTO: Andrew.

- I got something to show you.
- Not now. He's doing homework.

That can wait. Come on.

Close your eyes. There.

- You excited?
- Uh-huh.

- You want to see it?
- Yes.

- You ready?
- Uh-huh.

For you.

I got the keys. You want it?

Oh, too late.

- (CHUCKLES)
- Try again.

- Grab it like you mean it.
- (BOTH LAUGH)

Just get in your car.

(ANDREW CHUCKLES)

Check it out.

You bought a new car?

- For Andrew.
- For Andrew?

Don't say it like that.
I'm not an idiot.

I know he can't drive yet, but he can dream.

You teach a boy how to dream.

That's the most important lesson of all.

You can't give him a a car.

(QUIETLY): Stop it.

Well... think of Elena.

And Chris.

They're actually old enough to drive.

And a gift, for what?

MODESTO: Have you gone mad again?

He got into Bishop.

But that's a beginning, not an end.

(MARY ANNE GASPS)

MODESTO: I'm just trying very hard to make sure that he doesn't end up like you.

(MARY ANNE GRUNTS)

Don't overreact.

Huh?

You like it? (LAUGHS)

Let's play.

- Okay.
- Here we go.

Put your hands on the wheel.

Come on. Feel it. (PANTING)

Your brothers and sisters, I love them.

They're good kids.

But they're not special.

You're the best friend I ever had.

Your mom was very sick when you were born.

Couldn't even get out of bed when she was in the hospital with depression.

Weak mind.

It was me who looked after you.

I was your mother and your father.

- (RADIO STATIC CRACKLES)
- (STATIONS CHANGING)

(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO)

Dad?

Yes?

Did you always want to be a stockbroker?

I, uh, followed whatever opportunities came my way.

I'm the world's greatest opportunist.

Pure and simple.

That's the only way to survive in this world.

I like reading and stories.

Maybe I could write books.

Somebody offers you a million dollars to write a book... sure, take it.

Why not?

Otherwise... no.

Did I ever tell you about how, when you were a little boy, you burnt your foot on a heater?

I picked you up.

Kissed you better.

And you didn't make a sound.

Not a sound.

(LIGHT SWITCH CLICKS)

♪ Time, time, time ♪

♪ See what's become of me ♪

♪ ♪

(TIRES SCREECH)

♪ Time, time, time ♪

♪ See what's become of me ♪

♪ While I looked around ♪

♪ For my possibilities ♪

♪ I was so hard to please ♪

♪ Look around ♪

♪ Leaves are brown ♪

♪ And the sky ♪

♪ Is a hazy shade of winter ♪

♪ Hear the Salvation Army band ♪

♪ Down by the riverside ♪

♪ It's bound to be a better ride ♪

♪ Than what you've got planned ♪

♪ Carry a cup in your hand ♪

♪ Look around ♪

♪ Grass is high ♪

♪ Fields are ripe ♪

♪ It's the springtime of my life. ♪

What are we?

Are we sheep?

We all have to do the same thing?

Stand the same way?

Smile the same smile?

(ITALIAN ACCENT): Where's our sense of rebellion?

Shut up. f*g.

(NORMAL VOICE): If being a f*g means being different...

...sign me up!

Take a photograph, my good man.

♪ ♪

(QUIET CHATTER)

(TOILET FLUSHES)

(PHONES RINGING)

(PRINTER WHIRRING)

♪ ♪

Vera, hello. It's Pete. Pete Cunanan.

(CHUCKLES) Of course I called back.
I promised I would.

Listen, I know our last trade didn't work out.

World events overtook us.

But I have a new opportunity that will make all our money back, and so much more.

You'll be so rich, you'll never worry about money again.

But I see here that we need to liquidate your late husband's pension to make our move.

- Hey, Grandma.
- I know, it does sound scary,

- but it's my duty to point out...
- MAN: Who are you talking to?

that if you feel comfortable about a stock, then it's probably a stock

- everyone knows about.
- MAN: Is that the man?

We need to act fast, so I'm gonna need a...

MAN: My grandma is years old.

And when you steal her money, she can't heat her house.

I'm gonna hunt you down, you son of a bitch.

♪ ♪

MARY ANNE: So... when do I get to meet this special lady?

I'm not a fool.

I know there's someone.

You don't smell this nice for me.

Hmm?

What if I told you...

she was older than ?

I would say a young man should always be with an older woman.

She teaches him how to be a man.

How did you meet?

Babysitting.

- ♪ This is the night ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ This is the night ♪

♪ This is the time ♪

- ♪ We've got to get it right ♪
- ♪ This is the night ♪

♪ Touch me, touch me ♪

♪ I wanna feel your body ♪

- ♪ Your heartbeat next to mine ♪
- ♪ This is the night ♪

♪ Touch me, touch me now ♪

♪ Touch me, touch me now ♪

♪ Touch me, touch me ♪

♪ Now. ♪

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

- What are you wearing?
- Ah, no peeking.

Glove compartment.

(GLOVE COMPARTMENT OPENS)

ANDREW: Oh.

It's nice.

Wait, wait.

I-I want to make something clear.

I know you buy me gifts, but that's not what this is about for me.

Andrew, easy.

Don't get so serious.

So, where are we going?

It's a surprise.

- (POP MUSIC PLAYING INSIDE)
- (LIVELY CHATTER)

This is your surprise?

- A house party?
- Why not? It'll be fun.

What, are you out of your mind?

I'm married. We're a secret.

I don't want us to be a secret anymore.

This is strictly on the side.

What? You thought it could be more?

(POUNDING ON CAR)

(LAUGHTER)

Get out.

Now.

("WHIP IT" BY DEVO PLAYING)

(TIRES SCREECH)

♪ cr*ck that whip ♪

♪ Give the past the slip ♪

♪ Step on a cr*ck ♪

♪ Break your mama's back ♪

♪ When a problem comes along ♪

♪ You must whip it ♪

♪ Before the cream sits out too long ♪

♪ You must whip it ♪

♪ When something's going wrong ♪

♪ You must whip it... ♪

JEROME: I'm gonna do it.

I'm gonna ask Andrew out. How do I look?

- You look great.
- Too tidy?

I'm always too tidy. I can't do scruffy.

♪ Go forward ♪

♪ Move ahead ♪

♪ Try to detect it ♪

♪ It's not too late ♪

♪ To whip it ♪

♪ Whip it good ♪

♪ When a good time turns around ♪

♪ You must whip it ♪

♪ You will never live it down ♪

♪ Unless you whip it ♪

♪ No one gets away ♪

♪ Until they whip it ♪

♪ I say whip it ♪

♪ Whip it good ♪

♪ I say whip it ♪

♪ Whip it good ♪

You look fabulous.

Oh, what, this thing? This little thing?

- (LAUGHS)
- ♪ cr*ck that whip ♪

♪ Give the past the slip. ♪

Red is my favorite color.

Silver is mine.

(GASPS) We should do a clothes swap.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God!
You actually would do it.

I know for a fact that you don't go to Bishop's, because if you did, I think we'd be best friends.

Oh, now you made me sad.

- Did I miss our chance to be friends?
- No.

Our time is now.

I'm Andrew.

I'm Lizzie.

- Hi, Lizzie.
- Hi.

Um, can I tell you a secret?

Can we only ever speak in secrets?

I'm an imposter.

(WHISPERS): All the best people are.

Um, I'm... oh.

I'm actually married.

And I have a big, boring house with a big... (CHUCKLES) boring husband.

And we are friends with the DeSilvas who own this house, and they've asked me to keep an eye on it.

Are you what is commonly known as a grown-up?

Why? Does that mean you won't talk to me anymore?

No. On the contrary, I get along so much better with people that aren't my own age.

Good.

Because... I sort of...

I sort of missed all of this, you know.

What, all this?

Youth and fun. Silliness.

Why?

I was homeschooled. Isn't that pitiful?

No, I can't wait to get out of school.

Why? What do you want to do?

(ANDREW SIGHS)

I want to seek out my heroes.

Basquiat, Mapplethorpe, Patti Smith.

Herb Ritts. Keith Haring.

- Versace.
- Yeah.

- Yeah. Yeah.
- (LIZZIE LAUGHS)

- (QUIET CHATTER)
- (TV PLAYING QUIETLY)

(PHONES RINGING)

They're waiting for you.

Pete, have a seat.

This is a surprise, gentlemen.

Am I being promoted?

Have you ever traded in nonexistent stocks?

No. Never.

A man has accused you of tricking his grandmother into handing over her life savings.

- Over $ , .
- She's years old.

She made a trade, high risk, high reward. It didn't work out.

What can I say?

If the stocks weren't real, it's not only unethical, it's illegal.

You got this all wrong.

Let me make some calls.

There's been a misunderstanding.

How many misunderstandings have there been over the years?

Why have you changed jobs so frequently?

No one voluntarily chooses to go from Merrill to us.

I wanted to spend more time with my family.

The feds are involved now.

They're going over your entire employment history.

We're cooperating fully.

We have nothing to hide.

Do you have anything to hide, Pete?

No.

I have nothing to hide.

(DOOR OPENS)

♪ ♪

- (SHREDDER WHIRRING)
- (FLOPPY DISK SNAPS)

(SHREDDER BEEPS, STOPS)

♪ ♪

(SIGHS)

(LINE RINGS, CLICKS)

Jenny. Pete Cunanan.

I need to book that flight, for today.

(TIRES SCREECH)

FBI. We have a warrant for Modesto Cunanan.

(PHONE RINGS)

RECEPTIONIST (OVER PHONE): Get out now.

- Back corner office.
- Back corner.

Well, you got Most Likely to Be Remembered.

Andrew, no one cares about the yearbook awards.

Says the man that didn't get one.

STUDENT: "Apres moi, Le deluge"?

"After me, destruction."

I don't know, sounded kind of cool.

(TIRES SCREECH)

Andrew?

♪ ♪

Modesto.

What's happening?

What is that? (GASPS)

(LOUD KNOCK ON DOOR)

Modesto Cunanan, this is the FBI. Open up.

- (POUNDING ON DOOR)
- Open up.

We have a warrant for your arrest.

♪ ♪

- FBI.
- (POUNDING ON DOOR)

Where is he?

Dad...

Don't believe a word they say.

(CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(ENGINE STARTS, REVS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

MARY ANNE: The credit cards are maxed out.

He emptied the bank accounts.

He transferred all the money.

This house? He sold it weeks ago.

He knew.

He knew they were coming.

We have nowhere to live.

We have nothing.

♪ ♪

Where are you going?

- To find Dad.
- Andrew, he's gone.

He left us.

He left the country.

He fled to Manila like a dirty rat.

He is a thief and a liar!

(CRYING): I knew it and I kept my mouth shut.

I should've said something.

Andrew.

Please forgive me. Forg...

No. There is no plan.

He doesn't have a plan.

He doesn't have a dollar to his name.

He wouldn't leave us with nothing, Mom.

- That's not how... that's not like him.
- He did.

He left us with nothing and I am begging you don't go!

I'm scared. He's dangerous!

You're wrong about him.

You're wrong.

(BAG ZIPS)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (HORNS HONKING)

CAB DRIVER: Hey, boss, skipper.

Uh, sir, I'm open, I'm open.

(GRUNTS)

I'm going to Baliu... Baliuag. Baliuag?

Uh, I need to go to this address.

Ah. Baliuag.

Uh, you sure you want to go here?

I know a nice hotel. MTV, minibar.

No, I-I need, I need to go to that... that place.

Sí. Baliuag.

♪ ♪

Th-This is it?

This is it.

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

♪ ♪

(DOGS BARKING, SNARLING)

Oi! Shh, shh. Hey.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SPEAKS TAGALOG)

Hello. Uh... I'm Andrew.

I'm Modesto's son. Are you his brother?

¿Cómo está, Andrew? Huh?

Welcome, welcome.

Call me Tito, huh?

Sorry, but I-I do not speak, uh, much English.

- Do you speak Tagalog?
- No. No, I'm sorry.

Ah. Is this your, uh, first time home?

- Is my father here?
- Ah. Okay. Come, come.

He's here. (SPEAKS TAGALOG)

TITO: Be careful of the water.

He's here.

- In there?
- (SPEAKS TAGALOG)

♪ ♪

(DOOR CREAKS)

♪ ♪

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(LAUGHS)

I knew you'd come.

(LAUGHS)

(SIGHS): Oh.

Chicharrón.

Pork skin.

It don't look pretty, but with a cold beer...

(CHUCKLES)

Long flight.

You have questions.

Mom says there's no money.

Your mother has a weak mind.

(SCOFFS) She always had a weak mind.

- You sold the house.
- Otherwise, they would have taken it.

I needed to move everything out of reach.

So... there's money?

Millions.

I would say.

Where?

I told you.

Did you?

Out of reach.

Oh.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm so happy you're here.

- (THUNDER RUMBLING SOFTLY)
- (RAIN FALLING)

(EXHALES)

Can't sleep?

I'm not surprised.

It's the heat.

Me, I'm used to it.

Grew up in it.

Played in it. Worked in it.

It's been a while since I've been back, but... the body remembers.

You can pretend you belong somewhere else, but the body knows.

There's no money, is there?

No.

No plan.

No... millions.

You watch your tone with me, young man.

- I'm still your father.
- My father.

My father.

He's a liar.

My father's a thief.

You judge me, boy?

You want to know what my crime was?

Not that I stole; they're all stealing.

No, my crime was that I stole too small.

A thousand dollars here, a few thousand dollars there.

That was my mistake.

So I admit it, yes.

I stole.

But only what I needed to be a father.

Only what I needed to be an American.

You can't go to America and start from nothing. That's the lie.

So I stole.

If I had stolen a hundred million, they would have promoted me.

I can't be this.

What? What can't you be?

I can't be you.

Me?

What, I'm not good enough for you now?

I brag to my friends about your success.

You were everything to me, Dad.

But it's a lie.

And if you're a lie, then I'm a lie, and I-I can't be a lie. I can't.

You know, before I came here...

...I went to the library.

To read up on Manila.

And while I was there, I thought, "I'll look up Dad in California's Top Stockbrokers."

Because I wanted to see what they said about my father.

The library didn't have a copy,

- because...
- (CHOPPING) it doesn't exist.

It's not real. It never existed, Dad.

Are you crying?

(ANDREW SNIFFLES)

Weak.

Just like your mother.

The two of you talk about honesty.

But she never cared that I was stealing, as long as there was money.

Why didn't you ask about the book before?

Because there was money.

You're not upset that I stole, you're upset because I stopped!

Now you have to work. For yourself.

You sissy kid with a sissy mind!

(SPITS)

You think you can come here, judge me, and tell me that I'm nothing?

No, no, boy, I judge you!

I spit on you! I'm ashamed of you!

My special sissy boy!

You couldn't even get from one street to another, let alone from Manila to America.

And back again.

♪ ♪

Do it.

Be a man!

For once!

No?

No.

(CRYING)

You don't have it in you.

(QUIETLY): I'll never be like you.

♪ ♪

(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

(CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(ENGINE STARTS)

MAN: Such a shame.

Oh, God. Be careful with those.

Andrew.

Andrew, you're back.

Andrew?

♪ ♪

(SHOUTING)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(DOOR BELLS JINGLE)

MR. MERCADO: ...and you have my number, if anything comes up in the meantime.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)

How can I help you?

I saw the-the "help wanted" sign.

Ah.

Here you go.

Are you Filipino?

On my father's side.

What's his name? I'm sure I've seen him around.

My mom does all the shopping.

What does your dad do?

He lives in Manila now.

My family comes from Manila.

Great.

Do you visit him often?

I've just come back from visiting him.

Ah. What's he up to there?

Uh, he owns multiple pineapple plantations.

Is that so?

As far as the eye can see.

(CLIPBOARD SLIDES)