Mother Couch (2023)

[bunniefuu]

[powerful

thunderstorm in distance]

[theme music begins]

[theme music builds]

[theme music comes up more]

[theme music

more powerfully]

[theme music fades out]

[front door

opens with chime]

[front door closing]

Mom!

Oh yes...no, not always.

I mean I have a cooker,

I used to kick it.

I mean I had to kick it,

just to make it work.

But what are you gonna do?

Did you find it?

The dresser?

- No.

- Oh...

- Hi!

- This is Bella.

Oh hi, look Gruff,

I don't have much time...

Running the place

for 30 years now,

can you believe it?

Not me, it's a family thing.

- My dad and his brother

run it now.

- Oh, okay.

- Where's Mom? - I can

show you around if you want.

It's really a neat space.

- That'd be great...

- No, that's fine, thanks.

Great.

- C'mon...

- I don't have the time to...

- Let's go and see the shop.

- No!

My papa wanted to re-create

suburban living as much as

possible in '87...

Kinda like IKEA sort of thing?

I've never been to IKEA.

He figured that people

would connect more to it,

than if he'd just set it up

normally.

It's beautiful.

This is great.

Dave!

Dave, have a look at this space.

I mean it's incredible,

the details, it's fantastic.

- Papa wss so good at that.

- Yeah.

He made people

feel real connection.

- Let me show you upstairs.

- Thank you, thank you.

Dave, come through.

You know,

we actually have plenty of cases

where clients stayed over night.

To Papa, it was a testimony he

did something right, you know?

Okay. That'd be nice.

We actually encourage them

to leave though.

You can easily get confused

in a place like this.

- What an entrance!

- It's so big, you know?

Oh, wow!

I feel at home.

Well, feel free

to stay if you want.

Oh, thank you.

What were

you looking for anyway?

I'm looking for a Bennet.

I think it's a dresser.

Some type...

I don't know about a Bennet.

We're officially closed.

We just went

out of business unfortunately.

Oh, no, I'm

really sorry to hear that.

No, it's fine, we go in and out

of business all the time.

Oh really?

Are you ready to leave Mom?

[sighing]

EAhm, I'll leave you to it.

Give me a shout.

I'll be downstairs.

I'm not coming, David.

Why? Are you alright?

I'm fine, I'm...

I'm just not going with you.

[theme music comes up]

[steel door opening & closing]

[crow squawking]

Ahmm...

[giggling]

Can you go upstairs

and check on Mom?

Did she find something?

Yes, she did actually. A couch.

A couch?

- Wait, the big green one?

- Yeah.

What brand?

It's Viridi.

- That's a premium bed, really.

- Oh, really?

She always had good taste.

I mean there was this time...

Can you just go and

check on her, Gruff?

What, now?

Yeah.

Fine.

[swivel chair squeaking]

So you're 48?

Huh?

How old are you?

Oh, forty-eight.

Huh!

That's Gruff, my older brother.

He's fifty-five.

Married.

Wow, he looks a lot younger.

And that's your mom up there?

Eighty-two.

God, I'm sorry.

I mean my grandpa was 82

when he passed.

[telephone ringing]

Oakbed Furniture.

Bella speaking.

What did she say to you?

She said she wanted to stay.

And you?

Same.

Then you are in the right place:

model 2000,

let go of your mother...

You think she's hungry?

No, I don't.

[theme music up]

I am though.

[car motor doesn't start]

- Hello? Yeah?

- Hey, where are you?

Oh yeah, we're on the way now.

Great, do you have the cake?

What the f*ck?

Manolo's just called and said

you haven't picked it up yet.

They got concerned.

[shopbell]

Yeah, actually, I'm actually...

I'm getting them.

I could also bring some...

I could also bring

some Chinese food if you like.

Thank you...

No, I don't need Chinese food,

I need you to come to

the party, please.

Hey, Lincoln!

No!

Alright, well listen, I...

[phone dies]

[theme music comes up]

[passing

freight train whistling]

[chiming, front door closes]

Did you hear anything?

About what?

From?

Did you not go up

and check on her?

[heavy door opening and closing]

I got you some food, Mom.

What do you say we just eat

and then...

And then we're

gonna leave, okay?

I know what's going on.

Do you?

Because I'm pretty sure

I don't know...

Did you pay them?

Did I pay who for what?

For the couch?

Do you want the couch?

Is that what it is?

We can maybe get you the couch.

We can...

There's some really

nice stuff downstairs

that we could check out also.

Huh.

Look, we can't just stay here...

Gruff and I,

we gotta go, you know?

Your brother sounds like he's

doing very nicely with

that little lady downstairs.

Jesus Christ, Mom!

Mom!

You gotta help me out here.

What's happening?

Hmm?

Ah, there you are...

There you are!

Look, it'll be nice.

I'll drive us there,

and we can have some cake.

And then I'll drive us home.

Hmm?

The kids haven't seen you in

so long. They really miss you.

Well, I'm not too sure I miss

them.

Here, I want to give you this.

I wanted to give it

to you before, actually.

If I can get it out.

There.

What is that?

Do I need this?

It wouldn't be right

to give it to anyone else.

Well, where does it go?

The dresser.

I'm sure you'll find it.

Gruff...

Yeah?

What do you know

about this dresser?

No more than you.

Cherry or dark oak, I think.

Ivory top, I think.

Ivory?

Marble?

I think we should find it.

Is there something wrong?

[theme music comes up]

Do you think

we should call Linda?

- Huh?

- Yeah...

I think we should call Linda.

[door opening]

[door closing]

[theme music ends]

[door opening, chime sounds]

Is she coming?

Oh, ahh...

I don't know.

[big door opening]

[door slamming shut]

They don't serve anyone.

They don't care for these

support dogs.

not even if it's

a chihuahua,

he says to the blind man.

And the blind man says:

"What?"

"They got me a chihuahua?"

[giggling]

[laughing]

Ahm.

So here's what we'll do...

Mom, why don't I drive us home?

And then Gruff and I will stay

with you for the whole rest of

the day.

- Won't we Gruff?

- Yeah,

sure, if that's what you want.

Hmm?

Mom, we're gonna have

to carry you out of here

if you don't wanna leave by your

own...

Oh, good luck with that!

As soon as you grab my arms and

legs, I'll throw myself all

around...

And I'll bite

you and I'll kick you...

And if you get

as far as the stairs,

I will fall and hit my

head so hard it'll burst!

Oakbed Furniture,

Bella speaking...

You don't want that, do you,

David?

Gruff!

Gruffudd!

Yeah?

Someone's on the phone for you!

Oh, if you'll excuse me.

[clearing throat]

Gimme the phone.

Gimme the phone,

you little stinker!

Okay, here's Gruff.

Hello?

I understand that you have

to make other plans, David.

You're a family man now.

Hi, Sorry no, that's Bella.

Yeah.

Where are you?

How are the kids, anyway?

Yeah, good, they're good.

- Who do you think is on

the phone?

- And Anne? How's Anne?

Yeah, she's...

This layout...

It's just beautiful...

What time is it, David?

It's...

[clock chimes]

Oh!

Oh, my god!

sh*t!

And now he's running

across the room.

Hey...

Where...?

- Where the f*ck are you?

- Hey, honey, hey.

I called you a million times.

Did you?

But my phone didn't ring.

There must be

something up with my...

No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Tom, Julia's dad, had to go

and pick up the cakes.

And bring them here.

And thank God, otherwise,

we would have no cakes...

for her party.

- Who's Julia's dad?

- Who's Julia's dad?

What kinda question is that?

Julia's dad is Julia's dad.

How come you've got

Julia's dad's number?

Who cares? Where are you?

I'm at Oakbed.

What?

You're at Oakbed?

She's f*cking crazy!

You're at Oakbed?

I know, I know.

Gruff is here.

Gruff? Like Gruffudd is?

Yeah.

[Gruff whistles]

Why?

We're picking up a dresser.

Linda's on her way.

- Here?

- Yeah, she just called.

She's coming now?

David!

Gruffudd!

Honey, I'm gonna have to

call you back.

Gruffudd!

What's up, Mom?

You called for us?

Right, my pills.

- What pills?

- Pills?

I keep them next to my bed.

What kind of pills?

Yellow pills.

You'll find them.

Oh, beautiful...

[car honking]

It's a duvet, isn't it?

It's a real best-seller, ma'am.

[car honking]

How about that?

[car honking stridently]

[front door opening]

[front door closing]

- Who is that?

- That's a ...

[theme music plays softly]

[theme music recedes]

Shall we?

I told you, there's no such

thing as a street named Ideal.

But no, no, "You'll find it.

If you don't find that..."

"Turn left on Pleasant."

Which way am I going here?

Down to the end and left.

"It's a soft

left, not a hard left."

What the f*ck is the difference

between "soft" left and

"hard" left?

One's softer and the other one's

more extreme...

She's up here?

- In there, yeah?

- She up there by herself?

- Open the door.

- Oh, forget it!

Would have been here so much

earlier if you just give me

the right directions.

You know this has got

something to do with Paul...

[door closing]

- Tall Paul or small Paul?

- Jenny, Jenny, Jenny...

- Tall Paul?

- Oh Jesus.

Mom!

Oh, how nice of you to come.

You really didn't have to.

What's going on?

How are you, honey?

How long have you been here?

How long's she been here?

- Two, three hours.

- Four hours.

You hurt?

- She hurt?

- No.

No, I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm

fine.

Thank you.

Thank you, dear.

- Alright, I'm calling 911.

- Wait, no, no, no, hang on.

- Can we discuss this?

- Discuss what?

- She's clearly lost her mind.

- That's not fair!

Should we? Let's just

talk about it, the three of us.

Alright, let's talk.

What's wrong with you guys?

How long

you gonna let her stay here?

She asked for pills.

- What pills?

- Next to her bed.

- She did?

- Yeah.

- I don't know about any pills.

- No...

But what about if we...

If we go and get them,

and then she takes them,

and then we can leave.

I think that's a good idea.

- Who are you?

- That's Bella.

That's Bella.

Hi, nice to meet you.

- Bella works here.

- That's my older sister, Linda.

Why don't we just call someone

who can come pick her up?

My dad'll be here soon,

he can help you if you want.

- Oh, thank you, Bell.

- Or we could just wait.

For what?

- She's sitting in

a f*cking couch...

- Shhh...

So far she's just been...

She's just been sitting there.

Whatever.

Why don't we go

and get those pills.

[ignition fails]

Out of gas?

Yeah, but it can't be.

[ignition fails again]

Seems you're out of gas.

[powerful motor]

Whoah, listen man!

sh*t, listen to that.

Anne said that she called me.

I drove a Porsche once.

This is, this is...

- Dirty.

- What about these pills?

Do you think

they're for her eyes?

She would have said.

I don't know what.

I'm not so sure.

Old people take pills

for all kinds of sh*t, you know?

[Car motor humming along]

Mom said that you got married?

Oh yeah.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Who is she?

Who's who?

Your wife?

Rey?

Yeah?

She's great.

Great!

Was Linda there?

- Where?

- At the wedding.

Yeah, I think she was.

Yeah, why?

No, that's...

That's a big thing, you know.

Congrats, that's...

That's finally settling down,

you know?

How do you mean?

Well, marrying...

You got married.

It's...

Congratulations.

[door opening]

[door closing]

[footsteps on stairway]

[playful theme music]

Nothing.

[flapping sheet]

There's nothing here.

Did you know about this?

Know what?

She's moving!

Is she?

No, I don't think so.

Strange.

Let me try the bathroom.

Just aspirin.

Yeah, they're

supposed to be yellow.

Pink, right?

Yellow.

- I'm pretty sure she said pink.

- No, she said yellow.

Alright, well, a two-colored

pill is never good news.

[quiet footsteps]

[kitchen drawers slamming]

Nah, nothing.

I can't find anything.

I'm gonna call her.

Let me try Oakbed's.

Straight to voicemail.

Oh, I know.

Bella, hey it's Gruff.

Hey, how are you?

I'm fine.

Hmm,

Listen, I was just wondering,

do you know where my mom is?

Would you mind

putting her on the phone?

Please, darling, thank you.

Oh, we do?

Ahh, well, just tell her

we can't find her pills.

We can't find them.

Anyway...

Anyway, we looked high and low.

Okay, Bella?

Hah-hah...

Well, thank you very much,

I'm very flattered and...

No, you are!

No, you are!

Hmm? Alright...

[mysterious theme music]

Hey, guess what?

Huh?

What's that key?

Guess what?

What?

No, you said, "Guess what?"

Yeah, oop...

Hello.

Yeah, sure...

How many of those

would you like?

Okay.

Okay, thank you.

Bye, bye.

What the f*ck is an Idaho Spud?

[Truck passing]

What does a Bennet look like?

Ivory edges I think.

Bella didn't say.

No, she did, she said

it was marble-topped.

I didn't see any marble top.

[powerful car motor]

So is it true what Mom said?

Said what?

About you and Anne.

What did she say?

Could you afford it?

What?

My mate Alan...

Back home. A lovely lad.

Had it all, you know

Now he just lives in

a one-bedroom flat with his old

mate from college.

Sleeps on the floor.

What did he do?

Neglect, Dave.

Do you believe it?

Neglect?

So it's true,

you're getting divorced?

I'm not getting divorced!

No one's getting divorced!

Well I'm here

if you need me, Dave, you know?

That sh*t's never easy, man.

[door bell, shop announcer

[door slams]

How's he doing?

He's...

He couldn't find it.

Come on.

[metal door opening]

- Mom.

- Did you find the pills?

Where is the dresser?

They're just vitamins anyway.

What is this,

a game to you, Mom?

I don't have times

for games, Mom, not today!

Did you get the spuds

I was asking for them before?

Oh, for God's sake.

- This is ridiculous.

- Hey Mom...

Here's your Idaho Spuds.

Oh, I'll never

finish two of these.

Okay. Thank you, Gruff.

Thank you.

That's unusual.

Mom...

Mom!

You didn't have to go all crazy

just to get the three of us

together!

No...

Unusual in a bad way.

See it...

Reminds me of your dads.

f*ck this, I'm calling 911.

Oh, Jesus, do we...?

Why is everything a f*cking

911 situation?

Is that something that

you want to talk about, Mom?

No, not at all!

The fact that she just

talked about our dads.

That's never happened before.

I think that's something.

You wanna stay here

for a f*cking family meeting?

Yes!

Yeah, I do actually.

Do you mind?

f*ck off, David.

- Ahh, c'mon...

- Gruff...

- What do you think?

- I don't know.

We should wait.

Look, Linda...

Maybe, she's trying

to tell us something, you know?

You got that now?

[PA system chimes & squeaks]

David!

[door bell]

You know what, Tom...?

- Dad!

- We'll figure it out.

- Bree!

- You missed my party!

I'm so sorry!

- You missed my party!

- I know.

I felt so...

Was it fun?

David, what is going on?

Linda, Gruff...

- Long time.

- Listen, tomorrow...

You and me, we'll go to

the beach and we're gonna eat

as much ice cream as we can.

No, no, hey Linc, go upstairs...

Grandma's

upstairs on the big couch.

Go tell her you love her,

and you miss her,

but this is important...

Ask her to make you pancakes

back at her place later today.

Yeah, she'll love that.

Go and ask her!

Honey, go with your brother.

- Who's this guy?

- That's Julia's dad.

Well, where's Julia?

- You just left Julia?

- Where've you been?

Your grandma is in there.

It's a longer story.

Did you tell her?

Tell me what?

- Tell me what?

- About Mom.

Did something happen?

- No, it's just...

- Did something happen?

No, she's sort of

fallen for this couch.

Okay, so buy her the couch!

Great idea!

Let's buy it and

carry her out of here.

Carry her out? Is she okay?

- No.

- She's fine.

She's fine. She's fine.

She's fine?

Guys, have

you been here all day?

- Can you imagine?

- No, I can't imagine.

The boys wouldn't mind if

she stayed a little bit longer.

- David, did you call 911?

- No, I think this is all gonna

be...

This is all gonna be

much, much clearer...

Hi.

- And who is this?

- Hey, ah, yes...

Do you guys think

you're leaving pretty soon?

- 'Cause I gotta wrap it up.

- Okay, I'm gonna call 911.

That's not necessary.

Well, she could stay here.

- Here?

- Your mom's gonna...?

Yeah, we have everything

she needs, we have a kitchen,

we have towels...

Wait, wait, how would that...?

Would you stay?

No.

No, I gotta go but...

One of you could stay,

we have extra beds upstairs.

Okay, we can not stay.

Gruff, can you...?

- No, I can't.

- Why?

- I've gotta pick Rey up.

- Who's Rey?

- My wife.

- Linda...

f*ck you, David. I'm not staying

in this f*cking sh*thole.

You should

watch your tone, ma'am.

Excuse me?

I mean it's hard enough as it

is.

And this is my dad's store.

You can't just cuss like that

here.

If it's not to your liking...

Just leave.

[playful theme music]

Did she just f*cking ma'am me?

- Yeah.

- Yes.

Anne, hi, I'm sorry...

- Did you need a ride home?

- Tom, so sorry! I'm so sorry!

Actually Tom,

she has a husband and car.

So she's fine.

Thank you so much

for paying for the cake.

He's handsome fellow, ain't he?

Thank you.

We're gona go home.

We're going home.

- Can we go?

- I can't, I can't.

You can't?

My mom is upstairs on a sofa!

[singing to herself]

Oh, this is great. Thank you.

Sure?

Okay.

I'll pay you.

You can sort that out later?

Okay.

You'll be okay, right?

Yeah, sure.

Sleep well, soldier.

You put in a good fight today.

Are you hungry, Mom?

No.

Now, you see...

When I was a little girl,

we used to make our own

Christmas decorations.

You know, with string,

popcorn and cranberries

for garlands for the tree.

My brothers were much better

at it than I was.

But this one time...

I cut a little

figure from an orange,

and it came out really good.

And I was really proud of it.

So I took it to my father

to show him,

He said, "Who's this?"

Well, I hadn't thought about

who it was,

so I just said, "It's me."

So he says, "You?"

And he turns

it around and he says,

"This can't be you.

"It's got a p*nis.

"You're not a boy!"

And he started laughing.

And my brothers joined in.

They were all laughing.

And suddenly I felt so...

ashamed!

That I wasn't

a boy, I was just a girl.

Do you find that funny, David?

Where did you get the knife?

What?

Where did

you get the knife, Mom?

Oh, it's just a letter-knife

for cutting.

Did you bring it?

Yeah, in case you grab me!

- Give it to me, Mom.

- No! It's my knife!

- Give me the knife.

- No, I'm not...

Give me the...

Oh!

What you do that for?

You cut me!

I cut you?

It was your fault,

and you know it!

Look at that.

I can't believe you.

Are you still gonna stay, David?

I don't know now.

Well, I'm not gonna stab you

again!

Especially in your sleep,

if that's what you're thinking.

Just go to sleep, Mom.

I mean you don't...

You don't stab someone

in the back, that's for sure.

Not even family!

[water running in sink]

[faucet closed]

[powerful motor coming nearer]

[motor idling outside]

[knocking]

[voices outside talking]

[weird noises outside]

[indistinct shouting outside]

[more weird noises]

[door slamming]

[dramatic music builds]

[dramatic music

reaches crescendo]

[door slamming]

Oh, my god!

- Jesus Christ, you scared me!

- You scared me!

No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

What are you doing here?

Ahhm...

My dad would k*ll me if he finds

out that I left you guys here.

It was a bad idea.

What?

You mean you didn't tell him?

No.

- You can trust me.

- I don't know you.

[telephone ringing]

[Ringing again]

Oakbed Furniture,

Bella speaking.

What happened to your hand?

Oh...

For you.

- Hello?

- Hey, it's me.

Bree wants to

tell you something.

Okay.

Peanut!

Bree, it's Daddy!

I have him on the phone!

Here.

You're so busy.

- Hi, Dad!

- Hey, honey.

I want the blue

swimsuit tomorrow,

and not the one with the horses.

Okay, tell Mom

that's fine 'cause I'm...

The blue...

and not the one with the horses.

Yeah, okay, noted.

Alright, my love.

Bye!

Hey Mom!

Okay, bye, I love you.

- Give me the phone.

- Are you sure it's in there?

Yeah, but...

[busy signal]

Oh...

I'm taking my daughter

to the beach tomorrow.

Cute.

Do you wanna...

grab a shower?

Together?

No.

Oh, I didn't

mean that I wanted...

[shower noise]

Look, excuse me...

[closing microwave]

[shower running]

Tell me something, David.

[timer rings]

- What happened to you guys?

- What happened?

Can you give me a towel?

- Sorry?

- Can you grab me a towel?

Oh yeah, of course.

Over here.

[microwave humming]

Huh?

What?

I mean...

You all seem so broken.

Oh...

Do you love her?

My mom?

Yeah, of course I do.

[microwave still humming]

Oh, well...

I mean...

It's admirable,

considering what she did to you.

What did she do?

[microwave rings]

It smells so good, doesn't it?

Yeah...

Your turn.

You reek.

[old shower creeking]

[mysterious theme music]

[running water]

[music builds]

[music crescendos]

[cork popping out]

[music pauses]

Wow!

Your hand!

Let me look at it.

Ugh...

Let me see it. Does it hurt?

- No.

- No?

Come.

[moving medicines]

Okay.

[Unwrapping bandages]

Okay.

Gentle.

[female vocalist

singing somewhere in distance]

- Too tight?

- No.

Good. Have a seat.

Okay.

Grab some wine.

I don't know much about wine but

my friend is

sort of a connoisseur,

and he always said,

"If it tastes good, it is good."

Oh, wow...

This looks...

fantastic.

So this is an old family recipe.

- Goodness, thank you.

- I hope you eat meat.

It'd be awkward if you didn't.

No, I do, I do.

I love meat.

I love it.

Okay.

[serving from big pot]

- Mmm.

- Good?

Mmm.

Yeah.

Tell me about your dad.

Umm, my dad?

Is he still alive?

I don't know. I think so.

You didn't know him?

No, no...

But my mom

talks about him a lot.

Do you know his name?

- Paul.

- Paul?

So it's you and Linda...

and...

Uhh..

Gruff, Gruffudd.

He's the funny one.

Yeah, he's the funny one.

Spunky.

Yeah.

None of you look alike.

- No?

- No.

Well, we all have...

We all have different dads so...

- All three of you?

- Can I just say, this is...

- Great!

- What happened?

No, nothing really.

That sounds like a lie.

My...

My mom had Linda

when she was really young.

And so she...

Like really young.

And she let her stay

with her grandparents and...

And then my mom,

she moved to Europe.

And had Gruff?

Right.

And you?

Me and my mom came here

when I was about 13.

And she left him behind too?

- Did she let you see them?

- I wrote loads of letters to

them.

But they never...

It is what it is.

Sometimes it isn't.

[soft piano music]

She is sort of like

one of those old pub jokes.

- Old pub jokes?

- You know...

Who walks into a bar

and f*ck a Welshman,

a Scotsman and an American?

- Who?

- Your mother.

[giggling]

My mother...

Oh god!

I don't think

she would think it's funny.

[both laughing hard]

Oh.

Oh...

You're doing good though.

I've seen a lot worse.

[ballad comes up softly]

...But soon I'm revealing

my love for you over again

My cigarette burns me

I wake with a start

My hand isn't hurt

but there's pain in my heart

Awake or asleep

every memory I'll keep

Deep in a dream of you

[music comes up for finale]

I'm deep in a dream of you

[song ends gracefully]

[Loud hammering]

[more loud hammering]

[hammering pauses]

Oh sh**t!

[ladder squeaking]

[sighs]

Uhhh...

I hope I didn't wake you, sir.

Who are you?

Who are you?

I'm sorry, I'm David.

Ahh, Marcus.

I run this place.

Is that your mama over there?

- Yeah.

- Ahh.

- Sorry about all this.

- No, don't be.

There's hot coffee downstairs.

[more hammering]

How you feeling today, Mom?

Did you sleep well?

You want some coffee?

I'll get us some coffee.

I never wanted

any children, David.

[bird tweeting]

[bird tweeting]

[solo bass chord]

I had awful dreams last night.

[another bass chord]

You know when I had Gruffudd,

I cried for months.

That's not unusual.

A lot of women go through that,

they just don't talk about it.

Did you know that

between Linda and Gruffudd,

I had five

babies removed from me?

[another bass chord]

Five.

I tried to get

rid you too but...

You clinched on to my uterus

for dear life.

You've always

clinched on to me, David.

[bass chord]

Are you listening?

[bird tweeting]

[another solo bass chord]

[another solo bass chord]

[bird flapping]

Are you listening?

It's not my fault!

[chiming far away]

Sure, Mom.

It's not my...

[door closing]

[strange music begins]

[kitchen noises]

[spoon stirring]

[solo bass chord]

[solo bass continues]

[Door opening, doorbell]

Hey.

Did you run all the way up here?

No.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Can I just...? Excuse me.

Oh my god, who's that guy?

- Something just hit me.

- That's Marcus.

Did you...?

Did you pay for it already?

For what?

- The bed.

- The Viridi?

Yeah, that's it.

If you didn't,

I'll give you a good price.

No, I don't know that we ever...

We never intended to actually...

It's a real nice bed.

I mean, it's great taste.

Alright, well, how much?

Gruff!

A grand.

No, no, no...

Look, two actually.

Handmade and all.

Oh, we'll think about it.

She'll just stay and we carry it

out.

I have a truck.

Alright.

Well, that's really nice of

you, Marcus. [telephone ringing]

I'm just thinking.

Yeah, alright, thank you.

He must be joking, right?

Well, it's a good deal.

Is she dead enough yet?

Oakbed Furniture,

Bella speaking.

David?

Your wife's on the phone.

I'll tell

you that sh*t'll k*ll you.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, I think so.

Whatever.

It's your life.

- Hello.

- Hi, we just got here to the...

...beach, so I was just,

I'm gonna call work.

It's alright,

David, seriously...

No, no, no,

I'm literally out the door.

I'll see you, just stay there,

I'll be right there.

Alright, love, okay.

Where's Dad?

Honey...

- Linda, I need your car!

- No.

I need your f*cking

car keys right now!

f*ck JESUS!

[upbeat theme music]

[powerful car motor humming]

I'm a good man.

I'm a decent human being.

I'm a good dad to Bree.

I'm sorry, Bree.

sh*t.

[car honking]

Okay.

Dad's here!

Oh, my god.

What car is that?

Honey, you can't just

park the car there, sweetie.

I don't think that's...

- David?

- Yeah, I know, I'm here.

I know, I know.

- David, look at me.

- Yeah.

- I know.

- But nothing happened.

It's alright, it's alright.

Then okay, so I can go

and you should...

How's it all going?

It's fine, what is going?

Yeah, okay.

You don't have to

take it all on, honey.

I know, yesterday was crazy!

It doesn't have to be

all your responsibility.

I know.

Are they helping?

Who?

Helping with what?

Here.

Bree, wait for me!

Look, Bree needs

to wear her floaties.

Yeah.

- On tightly.

- Yeah, okay.

Okay, I got this.

I'll see you later.

Bree, hang on!

- What?

- Are you ready?

Don't forget to put

your floaties on! I need to put

your floaties on!

I don't need those anymore.

Yeah, we do. I need you

to put them on your arms!

But Tom showed me how to swim

like a real big girl.

- What? Tom did?

- Yeah, like this!

Oh really?

Well...

Okay...

Well, I'm going to put them on

in a minute.

Hello.

Dave. How are you, man?

How's your day?

Yeah?

- Bree, don't go far!

- Okay.

Someone called Marco's here.

- Who?

- Marco.

...a couple of hundred years!

- Marcus?

- No, not the same.

They want us to pay them.

For what?

The couch.

She's off the couch?

No, she's still on the couch.

- Just tell them...

- Tell them what?

You'll just have to...

- You'll just have to tell

them that.

- Tell 'em what, Dave?

- Tell...

- Tell 'em what?

Just tell them...

That.

He's really mad, he's furious,

he's angry...

He's shouting at your mom.

Listen.

Who are you?

[children shouting]

Bree!

He's...Dave?

Hmm.

Bree!

Bree?

Hey, you didn't see a little

girl about this high in a blue

swimsuit?

- I don't think so.

- No?

Is everything alright?

Well...

I think I might have

lost my daughter, yeah.

- Oh God.

- Bree!

- Can she swim?

- Yeah.

I mean, I dunno.

I've got her f*cking floaties!

sh*t!

Bree!

Bree!

[theme music accelerates]

[theme music

turns plaintive]

Have you lost your mind?

Don't you ever run away from me

like that again!

Do you understand?

Sir! Sir!

We kept an eye on her.

She was just playing

by the shore.

You kept your eye on her?

What!

She was about to f*cking die!

Hey!

[car door opening]

[door slams shut]

Sweetie?

[car motor idling]

Never mind, I love you.

[sighing]

[softer theme

music comes up]

[front door opening]

[door closes]

What's going on here?

Last supper.

Oh, Dad wanted to see you.

Now?

Yeah, he said it was urgent.

- Where is he?

- In there.

Marcus!

[quiet footsteps]

Marcus?

[machinery humming]

Oh, hey, Bella said

you wanted to see me?

Who are you?

I'm David.

We met...

We met earlier.

You part of the family?

Yeah, sure.

You think you can come in here

and not pay us?

Sleeping here?

No!

- No, I'm sorry I didn't know...

- What's the hold-up, son?

- There's no hold-up...

- Marcus!

No hold-up? Sit down.

Marcus!

Jesus Christ!

A lifetime of mutual

understanding and suddenly this.

You have a brother,

don't you, David?

- Correct?

- Yeah, I have one brother.

One's enough. So you get it.

Sorry, sir,

I'm not quite sure I follow.

Brothers! You get it.

Oakbed Furniture,

Bella speaking.

Darling...

Can you send Marcus back here?

Yeah.

Sorry...

Who are you?

Marco.

And you owe me two grand.

What?

Ah, there you are.

You've met, correct?

- Yes sir.

- Oh yes, I think so, yes.

So, we agree?

On what?

Thanks to my brother's

very generous hospitality,

it has come to my understanding

that both you and your mother

stayed the night,

but I, perhaps, am mistaken?

No, you're not mistaken.

So?

We agreed?

No, sir, your brother and I,

we had an agreement,

of one grand, and no more.

Can I have that please?

Split it then.

Sir, hang on.

I'm not sure exactly

quite what the plan is...

[grunting]

[chainsaw starts]

- I just think that we should...

- Dad, Dad...

Can we just discuss it?

- It's fine, he always

does this.

- Yeah, yeah!

Don't Dad!

We're gonna split it!

I'll get your money!

So now you agree?

Yes, I agree!

These bums don't want to pay us!

You don't want to pay us?

No, yes! I'll pay.

- Is it a deal?

- Oh yes!

- Is it a deal?

- Yes, it's a f*cking deal!

d*adbeats!

Every time.

I gotta do this every time.

Your dad's a f*cking maniac!

It's okay.

Ooh...

What a day.

How much have you got?

A Bennett is like $300.

- I wasn't expecting...

- No, we're not talking about

a dresser.

So what are we talking about?

It's not my fault she picked

the most expensive f*cking couch

in the shop, is it?.

- How much?

- Two grand.

- Two grand?

- But we can split it...

I haven't got

that kind of money, Dave.

Shoulda just called 911?

No, that's not the solution

to everything, Linda.

It would have

saved you two grand.

It would have

saved me two grand?

- You know what? f*ck you!

- f*ck you, David.

And f*ck you too, Gruff!

f*ck you.

No, showing up is not enough!

I'm fed up being the only person

that cares about her!

Then don't.

Quit looking after her.

Is that supposed to be

some kind of joke?

It just seems all you do in life

is lick her psycho a*s

because you're too afraid

to hurt her feelings.

God forbid, you grab some,

and just drag her out of here.

That's really daughter-like

sh*t, isn't it, Linda? You've

got such a big heart!

- f*ck off, David.

- I can't f*ck off!

I'd love to, like everyone else

in this family, but I can't!

'Cause I stay,

and I try, and I care!

And where were you?

Where were you?

Sent all those letters!

I just wanted to be in

your lives,

and I wanted you in mine, but..

The harder I tried,

the further you pushed me away!

Like I was her!

But I'm not her,

I'm your f*cking brother!

You're such a f*cking saint?

At least I f*cking try!

But if you don't care, Linda,

feel free to leave.

There's the door.

You think we're here for her?

They...

They say my

"Welsh Dragon" is a ten.

The trick is peach snaps.

It's hard to find.

So you gotta go

with apricot pure,

instead, which of course makes

it sweeter, but it works...

It works a little bit like

a Pepsi Challenge, you know?

"First sip, Heaven!"

"Jungle Juice"...

is another one.

Not as strong as

"Death In The Afternoon."

But the strongest of them all...

is an "Aunt Roberta."

Two of those f*ck...

Your gag reflex is gone.

Your heart rate dissipates.

Your skin starts to crawl.

Instant death though is...

if you use

ethanol instead of vodka.

But this...

is just a "Welsh Dragon."

[tiny splash]

We didn't get

any letters, David.

Cheers.

[dramatic

music comes up softly]

You think

that window is big enough?

Totally.

You see that photo?

See that bed right behind me?

That's where me

and Shelly made you.

You were made on a

ferry from Swansea to London.

Paul wanted to name you Swansea,

but Shelly didn'tlike that.

Who's Shelly?

You see, he was this dealer...

- Paul was my dad.

- He was always...

...off somewhere

you didn't want him to be.

The fact is...the fact is...

that the three

of you are nothing

but the result of men

demanding my love.

I loved your father the most.

But he didn't love me,

in the way I wanted him to.

He didn't love you, David.

I've been in this place

as long as I can remember.

And still I...

find new things every day.

It's hidden, you know, David?

There's so much

that's hidden from me.

You'd be surprised.

Did you apologize

to Bree this morning?

See?

It's hard being a parent.

You know that you're doing harm

all the time and...

You feel like you want

to apologize, but for what?

For being a parent?

What did you do

with my letters, Mom?

I saved you.

Saved me?

Saved me from what?

- We're done here.

- What are you doing?

C'mon!

That's it, I've

had enough fun, get up!

Get up!

- Get up!

- Get out of here!

No!

You got us all, haven't you?

You

f*cking got us all, didn't you?

How dare you! How dare you!

Get off of me!

You'll f*cking die!

[loud thud]

Hmm...

Mom.

I told you it wouldn't

work, David.

Stay still, you're bleeding,

stay still.

I've been

bleeding my whole life.

This is nothing.

- Did it hurt?

- No, not at all.

You see, David? Where?

David...

It didn't work.

Yeah.

You see what you did?

Yeah.

Look at this.

This is what you did, David.

Look, David...

Just a little, too bad...

...bleeding a lot...

[mumbling]

- It's not too bad?

- No, it's not bad at all.

911...What's your emergency?

911...What's your emergency?

Uhhm...

Yes, hello?

Yeah, hi.

I'm just... I want to...

[laughing, crying]

Sir?

[bawling]

Hello?

I didn't do anything!

I can't do this anymore!

[crying]

Sir?

Sir, is this about a suicide?

I'll connect you to

the Suicide Prevention Center.

I don't think I can carry on!

Okay, hold on.

[crying]

[crying]

[busy signal]

[more crying]

[busy signal]

[profound crying]

Hello?

Hello?

[more crying]

Hello...?

Hello...?

Hello.

Hello...?

Hello.

- Hello?

- Oh, there you are.

Hey.

- How are you feeling?

- I'm fine.

[Thunder cracking]

You had a bad day?

Hello?

David.

David...

[hard rain falling]

[theme music comes up]

[thunderstorm moving away]

[softer theme music]

Bella, have you seen your dad?

Are you staying?

[theme music comes up]

David!

You have a knife in your back.

The tiny ones are the worst.

[moaning]

[screaming in pain]

- What's your thinking, son?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

What should I think?

I'm a sporting man, David.

It's about the race.

Bet one horse, you lose,

bet another, you lose again.

You ain't satisfied with

the honest dollar,

you can make it off the vig.

But it always comes back

to these questions:

Ethics, character...

And most importantly, family.

- You understand?

- No, I don't.

I represent order around here.

Order, as in a quality of order,

is what my name is known for.

Chaos, on the other hand,

is something I react to.

Something I have to react.

You see,

Oakbed's

doesn't run on it's own.

I, we, as

an institution, offer quality...

and protection.

Protection against what?

A form of protection

against man himself.

Or...

the sudden

arrival of food poisoning.

After you.

[singing pub song]

...when she thumps the ghost

she felt the mighty roar

[mumbling lyrics]

and wrapped around their necks

And she ain't gonna jump no more

[singing] Glory, glory,

what a hell of a way to die

Glory, glory,

what a hell of a way to die

Glory, glory,

what a hell of a way to die

- And she ain't gonna

jump no more

- Everyone!

Quiet down.

Sit down everyone.

Take a seat.

Join me!

- Oakbed's!

- Oakbed's!

I want to express my gratitude

to you fine folks

who've been part of Oakbed's

journey throughout the years.

Now some of

you knew my father well.

That's my brother.

And he said that

closure is not a defeat.

No.

Life's too short to dwell on

commodities that don'twork.

On old furniture

that no one wants.

Look around you.

This is family.

This is true.

We're here to celebrate.

Nothing else.

Please join me.

To the future!

Here, here.

Let's eat!

[table chatter,

sounds of plates]

Excuse me...

Excuse me, sorry.

I'd like to say a few words...

too...

Because I've only been part of

Oakbed's journey for two days.

Two...

long days...

and I just

wanted to express my...

gratitude...

especially to my brother...

and to my sister...

Because I've come to realize

that I've missed you...

my entire life.

And whatever that lady

upstairs did to us or...

didn't do to us...

Perhaps we should...

Like Marco said,

"Life is too short to dwell

on commodities that don't work."

- It's true.

- Oh yeah.

So...

To new...

furniture, I suppose.

To furniture!

Very nice speech.

What is?

Very nice.

Oh...

Thank you.

It's always hard.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

You did so well.

You should't

stay too long though.

Where?

I mean it's nice and all,

but...

people tend to get confused

in a place like this.

It's big, you know?

Like IKEA?

We always encourage

our clients to leave.

[thunderstorm in distance]

Where should I go?

[expl*sive crash of storm]

[wind howling]

[dramatic

theme music builds]

[thunder cracking]

[theme music

builds powerfully]

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

David!

David, bring me

that blanket right there!

[thunder cracks overhead]

David, would you help me

with this, please?

What are

you doing with the couch?

Just help me, give me a hand!

It's a boat, watch your feet!

Can you get me

that blanket right there?

Bring it to me!

- That?

- Yeah.

Bring it here.

- Where are you going?

- Here...

Here, take this rope.

Okay.

Now...

Pull!

Yeah...

Pull this tight.

Pull at it!

That's good!

Wait! Wait!

I didn't find the dresser!

Well, it doesn't matter now,

does it?

Just get this boat in the water,

and it'll all be over soon!

Now pull it!

C'mon, you're strong! Pull!

Okay!

C'mon!

[storm raging]

Pull it hard!

Pull it!

[creaking]

There you go, yeah!

Hold that! Hold it!

[waves breaking ferociously]

Alright...

I'm going in.

Oh...

David?

Can you forgive me?

I mean, I can't apologize but...

Do you forgive me?

[reflective music]

No?

Oh...

Good for you!

And...

Could I have my knife, please?

It's in your breast pocket.

[theme music builds]

Thanks.

And remember, David,

I never intentionally

tried to hurt you.

But a mother's gotta do

what a mother's gotta do, right?

Will you be alright?

[waves roaring]

David...

Time to let go of this boat.

I'll be fine.

Just let go.

[theme music

builds powerfully]

[theme music crescendos]

Goodbye, David!

[waves breaking

against storefront]

[theme music

builds powerfully]

[theme music fades away

with chimes]

[turbulent water rising]

[child's voice

singing in distance]

Glory, glory, hallelujah

Glory, glory, hallelujah

His truth is marching on

I have seen Him in

the watch-fires of a hundred

circling camps

They have builded Him an altar

in the evening dews and damps

I can read His righteous

sentence by the dim and

flaring lamps

His truth is marching on

Glory, glory, hallelujah

Glory, glory, hallelujah

Glory, glory, halle...

[mourners' voices softly,

except Gruff]

Thank you.

Here's my favorite niece

in the world!

How are you, darling?

Look what's over there. Cake.

Shall we get Raylin a piece?

Sugar makes sadness sweeter.

How's the cake? Tastes good?

Nice, right?

See that's the good thing

about funerals.

[key turning inside lock]

[lock opening]

[opening drawer]

[phone ringing somewhere]

[phone ringing again]

[again phone ringing]

[phone again, closer]

[phone ringing again]

[phone ringing again]

[one-note theme music]

[phone ringing non-stop]

[ringing stops]

David.

[one note theme music]

Yeah.

[one note

theme music continues]

Well, it's more

of a couch really.

Sure, yeah.

Where is it?

[sound of approaching car]

[cutting engine off]

[opening car door]

[car door shutting]

[one note theme music

comes up]

[one note theme music]

[Car door closing]

[one note theme music

evolves into symphony]

[theme music

comes up powerfully]