lately.
Enjoy it.
I certainly will. You can just bank on that.
Bye.
Lock your door.
Hope it doesn't rain too hard.
I wish you weren't going.
There's room in the car.
Want to come with us?
Maybe I will.
Just leave Ken and the kids flat.
Wouldn't that be hysterical
if you got in the car and drove off with us?
And they never saw you again.
I can see their faces.
I wish I could.
Bye, Harold.
-Be a good boy, now.
-Okay.
I'll miss you, Allie.
I'll write to you.
No, you won't.
People say they will, but they don't.
Don't cry. That'll make me cry.
-Who's going to make me laugh?
-No. Don't, Bea.
Bye.
-Here, take this with you for luck.
-Thank you.
-Take care of yourself.
-I will.
-Goodbye.
-God bless you.
Thank you for everything.
Oh, God.
Are we there yet?
Don't look back.
You'll turn into a pillar of shit.
The whole state is shit.
Don't talk dirty, Tommy.
How may times do I have to tell you?
Give me a potato chip.
Take this off my hand.
Mom, I feel sick.
-What do you mean?
-Like I might throw up.
You want me to pull over?
No, I'll tell you when I feel it coming.
-Mom, I feel it coming.
-Okay.
All right. Get the door open.
-Stick your head out the window.
-It's all right.
-You don't want me to stop?
-No.
I feel it again.
Okay. All right, honey.
Just hold on. Aim it out the door.
All right. No, I'm all right.
-You don't want me to stop?
-No. It'll get us to Monterey sooner.
Mom, are we in Arizona yet?
If you ask me that one more time,
I'll beat you to death.
Just sit back there, relax, and enjoy life.
-Life is short.
-So are you.
-Mom, I'm bored.
-So am l!
What do you want from me, card tricks?
We should be in Phoenix
in about half an hour.
And then we'll,
as my Aunt June used to say...
"get gussied up and
go to a swanky place to eat." How's that?
What?
I said we's gonna go out
amongst them tonight.
What?
What do you mean, what?
What are you, Helen Keller?
I said, try and look decent.
We'll go out and have a good dinner.
-I don't care.
-You're annoying me.
Is this where you're gonna look for a job?
I got to get a new hairdo tomorrow
and buy myself something sexy.
-What if you can't?
-What, buy myself something sexy?
Get a job, dummy.
Don't be rude to your mother.
She just bought you a cheeseburger.
Don't look at me like that. I'll get a job.
Did you love Dad?
Of course I did. What a question.
You don't seem unhappy.
I'm unhappy. What are you talking about?
I'm very unhappy.
I don't have to show all my emotions.
I thought because
you used to fight with him so much....
Sure, I fought with him.
He was a pain in the ass sometimes.
-What's going on with you?
-No, Mom, I want to know.
Why did you marry him?
Boy, are you nosy! Will you get in bed?
I'm in bed. Tell me.
Because he was a great kisser.
A great kisser?
That's why you married him?
How great can you kiss?
Ask me again in a couple of years,
I'll let you know.
-Who is it?
-Diana Ross.
Are you ready to see a great beauty?
You really love that joke, don't you?
That's your favorite one.
-Did you bring me a present?
-No, I didn't have time.
Okay. What do you think?
You look good. But is it sexy?
Sexy for Phoenix.
Besides, I'm not applying
at the Boom Boom Room.
-How do you know you can get a job?
-Because I will get one.
-What about when school starts?
-Don't worry about the mule going blind.
What if it gets to be September--
What if it gets to be what?
What's your problem, kid?
What do you want from me?
What's bothering you?
Get over here.
Sit down.
This is what I want you to do, okay?
I want you to make me a list.
I want to see it in writing.
Write it all out, all your problems...
all the things that are wrong
with your life, that can go bad.
Start writing. Write! Write it!
A whole list. All the bad things.
Why aren't you writing? Write!
I'm out there,
spending too much money on clothes...
trying to look like maybe I'm under 30
so somebody will