** [Rock] * There's two boys holding * * Stars for the wishing * * Yeah, one boy's sure One says, I don't know * * But sometimes I feel * * We been missing * * Ooh, love I try And away they go * * Oh, oh * * And this old town * * The wind starts blowing * * And the radio sings the blues for free * * Mmm, mmm * * We got the bottle down * * For soaking dreams, yeah * * And tears of a clown Well, hey, that's me * * And hearts that fall in two * * Pretend they don't show * * Holding back the rain * * Baby, let it go * * You don't get much without giving * * You don't get much without giving * * Hey, hey, yeah * * Hey, hey, yeah * * Hey, hey, yeah * * Hey, hey, yeah * * You don't get much * * You don't get much * [Man On Radio] Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute. I found him. I found him. Putnam was right. He's about three miles south of the old Butte Road. * You don't get much ** I got it. On my way. ** [Fades Out] [Man] Son. Son. Yeah, it's him all right. [Plane Passing Overhead] Whoa. Whoa, son. Now just where do you think you're going, boy? California. Sure, kid. We all want to go to California. My wife wants to go to California. [Woman On Radio] Joe. Come in, Joe. You just stay put. [Joe] Now what do you want me to do with him? [Woman On Radio] Take him to his mother's place. She's remarried. Her name's Christine Bateman. She lives on the south side of town. You got that? Yeah, yeah, I got it. Okay, son, time to go. Upsy-daisy. Your mom's waiting for you now. So, on these trips that he takes, has he tried to see Corey or Nick or his natural father? [Man] Christine! Oh, I'm sorry. What did you say? Look, he just... he just picks up his little lunch pail... What is in that thing... and offhe goes. I mean, he could go anywhere: Downtown, the canyons, the river. He doesn't go to the river. He never even goes near the river. Okay. He stays away from the river. But I'm telling you anytime... I mean, he could just pick up and go. The Happy Wanderer... at the stroke of midnight, if he feels the urge, in the middle of his Frosted Flakes. I got the neighborhood on red alert, and I'm putting the cops on overtime. Mr. Bateman! Though Jimmy is a heavily traumatized boy, he has a certain fixation with building, stacking things. These little monuments he makes, I'd like to think that they mean something. I'd like to think that he's searching for a way to express himself. But you don't. Look, we've been sending this boy here for two years. I think it's time we started exploring some, uh, alternatives. [Bateman] We're thinking about, uh, putting him into an institution, a home. [Dings] Is that something original, Dad? I'm tryin' to cook you guys a decent meal. You can't be livin' off burgers and pizza. It cannot possibly belong to one of the four major food groups. It's a casserole, genius. Doesn't it look like a casserole? Huh? We saw Jimmy yesterday, Dad. Yeah? So how is he? They're talking about putting him in a home. That's Christine's decision. She has custody now. You know that. Well, I'm, uh... I'm not really too hungry. I'll grab some a little later. I wanna know about the pickup. I found it this morning covered with mud. You took it again. Just gimme a break, please. - This has nothing to do with the pickup. - It has everything to do with it! - I wanna know why you disobey me when I give you a direct order? - Why do you do this? They're gonna put him in a home, Nick! He hasn't changed ever sinceJennifer. Come on. Dad! He doesn't do anything. He doesn't say anything. - What about it, man? What about the rules around here? - Don't call me "man,"all right? - What? The pickup, the rules? You always do this. - [Nick] Corey, come on. No, Dad, will you listen to me? What, you wanna see that happen? Huh? You wanna see 'em putJimmy in a home? Corey... Fine, Dad. Just because he's ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Родители на английском - текст Пугало на английском - текст Иван Грозный: Боярский заговор на английском - текст Трекки на английском - текст Торпедоносцы на английском |