Daruma (2023)

[bunniefuu]

[blues harmonica]

You like

When I take you shopping

For all those pretty things

I'm buyin'

You like when I'm making

Love to you

So baby stop your whining

And mind your own business

Stay out of mine

[dripping]

[gentle snoring]

[whispering] Jackpot.

-[drawer closes]

-[moans]

Hey.

What the hell are you doing?

That's my dad's watch.

And now it's mine.

-God damn it.

-[gasps]

-[bottle breaking]

-[car alarm blaring]

Aw, no.

What the hell is wrong with you?

I told you to keep that

rusted piece of crap

on your side

of the property line.

It is, you prick.

And who's that half-dressed

hussy running down my driveway?

Mind your own damn business.

You're going to pay for my car.

You can believe whatever

you want dickhead.

as*h*le!

[car alarm beeps off]

[clicks]

[acoustic guitar music]

[car engines revving]

[brakes hiss]

Hey, hey, brother.

Help me out , will ya?

Come on.

I'm sorry, but I can't give

you an advance on

your disability payments,

no matter how much

you sit here and badger me.

Listen, I was robbed.

What happened to

thank you for your service?

Mr. Marshall...

[lighter flicks]

You can't light up in here.

I'm going to ask

you to put that out.

What are you

going to do about it?

Will!

Come get a problem

before it be a problem.

Uh-uh!

You're going

to have to press enter

and give me

the money I need!

I'm enter

your behind out this door.

Will!

Let's go.

Happy birthday.

Thank you for your service.

So where were you stationed?

Fallujah.

I was in Baghdad.

Is that where...

Hey, man.

Everyone's got

something wrong with them.

Sometimes I don't know

which one of us got it worse.

Yeah.

[sighs]

Oh, h*-h*!

Oh, yes.

Bless you, brother.

Thank you. Thank you.

Y-You have some more?

That's my bus fare.

Jesus.

Whatever.

No one cares.

That's not true man, I care!

'Cause we're the same.

You and me man.

-We're the same man.

-We're nothing alike.

Oh, yes we are, man.

You just don't know it yet.

They're all

b*stards in there but...

f*ck 'em!

f*ck 'em all!

and f*ck you, too!

[taps]

Dude, Tommy.

This is like half.

It's Thomas and since

you come in half the time

you're expected to be here,

you get paid half

the rate we agreed on.

Come on man, I've been

dealing with some stuff.

Come on yourself.

I-I'm the one

taking a risk here.

I'm trying to help

you keep your benefits, man.

I mean, you come in late

stinking like a strip club.

-How does that make me look?

-You go to the same strip club!

Not every day.

I got a business to run

and I got employees

up my a*s asking

why does Patrick get away

with this sh*t and I don't?

Because you feel sorry for me.

Admit it. You pity me.

It's not like that, man.

You know what?

I don't need your charity.

I quit.

-[dance music]

-[woman singing in Spanish]

[high pitched whine]

[high pitched whine]

[high pitched whine]

[high pitched whine]

Come back here, damn it!

-Get the hell back!

-Go to hell!

-Stop! Don't touch me!

-Where's my stuff??

Where's my stuff?

You couldn't please a woman

even if your d*ck was working!

Loser!

Get back here!

Come on!

Man, she stole

my father's watch!

What'd you expect?

[growls]

[engine revs]

Hey. Hey!

What the f*ck?

[guitar music]

[creaks]

[pills rattling]

[music continues]

[high pitch whine]

[banging on door]

[woman] Oh, God.

Brad, I think he's hurt.

We have to help him.

[door breaking]

[woman echoing]

Help me get him up, Brad.

[echoing] Mr. Marshall?

[normal] Mr. Marshall,

are you alright?

You sure you're all right?

I'm sorry. Why are you here?

My name is Kaitlin.

This is Brad.

We're with the Department

of Child Welfare.

Are you familiar with

a woman named Heather Parks?

Um... doesn't ring a bell.

Did you get our letter?

Everything should

have been explained.

My neighbor... had my mail.

It's a veteran

community, you know?

Uh, well... uh...

Miss Parks is Camilla's mom.

Who the hell's Camilla?

She's your daughter.

[laughs]

I'm sorry, folks.

Thanks for your help, but...

you got the wrong guy.

Patrick Samuel Marshall?

That's my name.

4215 Indian Paintbrush Road?

Uh-huh.

You can't smoke that.

I think we're done here.

But we're not, actually.

You're sure you've

never heard of Miss Parks?

Why?

She say I owe her money?

She's gonna be disappointed.

Um, unfortunately,

Miss Parks is no longer with us.

She passed away last month.

Oh, well, um...

that's too bad.

Miss Parks stated in her will

that she wants you to be

the beneficiary of her life

insurance policy

until her daughter,

your daughter, Camilla,

comes of age.

-Listen, Karen.

-Kaitlin.

Whatever.

I don't have a kid.

Okay? I'm not your guy.

If you don't mind now?

I guess we contact

the grandparents now?

Kaitlin, wait!

Hey.

You do know her.

So we slept together a few

times when I lived in San Diego.

What happened to her, anyway?

Cancer.

Apparently, it was

very fast and very awful.

Mr. Marshall, you are her

only living relative,

apart from her maternal

grandparents

-and they're getting up there.

-What about me, huh?

You think I'm in any kind

of shape to take care of a kid?

Plenty of people with

disabilities raise families,

Mr. Marshall.

I don't have a disability,

I'm vertically challenged.

And besides, I like my life.

I don't need some kid coming

in and messing it up.

-I'm happy.

-Really?

Why do you want me

to take her anyways? Huh?

What, are you, nuts?

Maybe.

Or maybe I've just seen too many

kids fall through the cracks

when they get in the system.

You've been given

a gift, Mr. Marshall.

And you're throwing it away.

It's a waste of time.

I'm sorry about your door,

Mr. Marshall. We'll fix it.

[clears throat]

You said there's money?

Yes.

How much?

$4,000 a month.

To cover her expenses,

cost of living.

[chuckles]

[softly] Screw you, Tommy.

[clears throat]

You've convinced me.

I'll do it. I'll take her.

[together] You will?

Sure. Why not?

Like you said,

how hard could it be?

You'll have to make some

serious lifestyle changes...

-immediately.

-I'm flexible.

You can't smoke around

her, Mr. Marshall.

She's borderline asthmatic.

-No problem.

-You'll have to clean

your residence.

You'll have to get her a bed,

a safe place to sleep.

-Toys, clothes.

-Yeah, about that.

Any way you can

give me an advance

so I can, uh, do all

the stuff you're talking

about and, uh...

fix the door?

Well, then where do I sign?

[electronic dance music]

How you doing, Tommy?

Thomas.

And didn't they 86 you here?

Coming right up, hot stuff.

What are you doing, man?

Coming for a drink.

You know, minding

my own business,

not stabbing my friends

in the back.

No one stabbed you in the back.

You did that to yourself.

Yeah.

Where'd you get

all that money, anyway?

Mind your business, Tommy.

Next round's on me.

A little charity

from me to you.

Sweet guy.

Hey, Mr. Sunshine!

You wanna meet up sometime?

Bright lights in your eyes

Flashy talk and whispers

Save me some night time

Just call and drop a dime

Light me up

And set me loose time

Oh, my, oh, my,

Mr. Sunshine

Oh, my, oh, my,

Call me sometime!

Oh, my, oh my,

Mr. Sunshine!

[text alert tone]

[record scratch]

Oh, this f*cking guy.

Tommy boy. Tommy boy.

[music slows and distorts]

[pounding on door]

[pounding]

Oh!

Hello. Excuse me!

Is Mr. Marshall home?

Oh, oh, h-hi. Hello.

Hey, um, how are ya?

Um, where is she?

Mr. Marshall, I told you

I was coming by for a home

check today.

Oh, she's not here?

She's in the car.

-Well, can I see her?

-After we make sure things

are good here first.

May I come in?

Oh, yeah, right,

right, right, right. Um...

-Come on in.

-Thank you.

Mr. Marshall, I feel like you're

trying to fail on purpose here.

No, I-I-I'm not. I swear.

You know, I-I-I-I'm sorry.

I'm-I'm trying here.

-I really am.

-Have you been drinking?

I... spilled

a beer... on the floor.

Did you get a car seat?

No need. I don't drive.

A bed?

I have an appointment today

at a store for a bed.

Um, you know, I, uh...

I didn't know how big she was,

so I didn't want to get

the wrong size.

Mr. Marshall, you have

got to help me help you.

I know. And...

I promise I'm getting

it taken care of.

I'm...

I've made some

really good progress.

I can show you her room.

Can I meet her now?

[clattering]

[soft music]

Hi.

Why don't we all go

inside and get settled okay?

Yeah.

[sighs]

Sign there.

-And there.

-Uh-huh.

One more.

Okay.

[clears throat]

Brad?

[exhales]

You need to get a real

bank account Mr. Marshall.

And you need to fix that door.

Pleasure doing

business with you.

Okay, sweetie.

You be good.

Brad?

[door closing gently]

[clears throat]

Wanna go shopping?

[upbeat music]

Give me that one.

Yeah.

[doors chime]

Hey, how about this one?

I'm a big girl.

Well, they don't

have any big girl beds.

What about that one?

[whines]

-No, no, no, no, no, no.

-Can I help you, sir?

I want my mommy.

Oh, hey.

Shh. We'll find your mommy.

Uh, I'm sorry.

I thought she was with you.

Yeah. I'm her dad.

[whimpering, crying]

Her mom passed away recently.

Oh, you poor thing.

I'm so sorry.

No, I'll be fine.

I meant her.

Well, we need to get

Camilla here a new bed.

She says she wants a big girl

bed, but, um, I don't see any.

You got any big girl beds?

We sure do.

That one.

That one?

Don't you want a cool,

like, race car one

like this one?

Get me that one.

Give her that one.

[laughing]

I will arrange for

someone to drop this off

at your house later today.

I'm Anna, by the way.

I know.

Ah, name tag.

Yeah.

Uh, I'm Patrick.

This is, umm...

Camilla. I know.

Thanks for your help.

Sure thing.

We sell big boy

beds too, you know.

Let's go.

Bye, Camilla.

-[birds chirping]

-[children playing]

[Patrick] So what's

it like being four, huh?

Your mom let

you eat this kind of stuff?

Truth was we didn't really

know each other that well.

Well, I mean

we knew each other but...

that was before my, uh--

before my world changed.

And, uh, she and I didn't

really stay in touch afterwards.

You know it's-- it's like that

sometimes with adults.

We do stupid stuff.

Damn it, kid,

you got to give me something.

You like Arizona?

You're potty trained, right?

You don't talk much, do you?

We might get on okay.

[Camilla crying]

[grunts]

What are you screaming about?

Just stop it.

[sighs] Come on!

You just told me

you were potty trained!

[soft music]

Aw!

[groans]

[whimpers]

[birds chirping]

[sighs]

What do you want?

Cereal!

Okay.

[door creaks]

We got crackers and macaroni.

[whines]

Okay! But we can

get some cereal.

Why don't you have a car?

'Cause they won't

let me drive anymore.

Why?

Because I'm a dumba--

'Cause I did something stupid.

[branch crunching]

-[bottle breaks]

-Aw!

sh*t!

-sh*t!

-Whoa, don't say that!

Especially

around that Kaitlin lady.

She'll have my a--

-Just don't say the word.

-[giggles]

[beeps]

[phone clicking]

You wanna help me with this?

Be careful of the glass.

-[door closing]

-[sighs]

Go wash your hands.

[sighs]

[phone beeps]

[chuckles]

Reply to Anna.

I don't think I can

leave her alone. Send.

-[phone beeps]

-[laughs]

Cereal!

Okay.

[Bugs Bunny on TV]

Please let me in!

-Hey. This scene oughta

get me the Academy Award.

-[giggles]

Say goodbye to

Uncle Louie for me.

[phone beeps]

The first night

was a little rough,

but we made

it through all right. Period.

[phone beeps]

[phone beeps]

[chuckles]

I didn't see any at the store.

[phone beeps]

Listen dot-dot-dot...

-I don't think dot-dot-dot...

-[phone beeps]

Seems pretty straightforward.

I don't see

what the big deal is.

-[loud crash]

-[glass breaking]

Hey, what the--

-[Camilla shrieking]

-Bad girl

-She's such a bad girl

-Come back!

-Hey!

-Yeah!

Bad girl

She's such a bad girl

She's good when she's bad

She's such a bad girl

[roars]

She's such a bad girl

Yeah

-[giggles]

-She's such a bad girl

[giggling continues]

What the...

Your mama and your papa

-Might think you're sweet

-Damn it!

Butter wouldn't

Melt on your tongue

-Stop! Just stop it.

-Stop the clock

-Will you brush your teeth?

-I got the news

-Brush your teeth!

-You're hotter that

The barrel of

A red hot smokin' g*n

[phone beeps]

[sighs]

[soft music]

[laughing on TV]

-[woman on TV] Come back here,

you little monster!

-[knock at the door]

Come back here

and clean this mess!

Why you... come...

[TV turns off]

-Hi.

-Shh. I just got her down.

[whispering] Oh! Sorry.

[softly] Come on.

She looks like a little angel.

Yeah,

she's a f*cking t*rror1st.

Oh, come on.

It's one little girl.

I used to have to

babysit my sisters.

Three of them.

I was starting to think

I wasn't going to see you again.

Why is that?

You got all weird on me.

I put myself out there

and you left me hanging.

I got back to you.

Yeah, like days later.

I'm not good with...

well, you're

here now, aren't you?

Yeah. I am.

Here. I'll help you

put her in bed.

You got kids?

Not yet, but I love 'em.

You got the whiskey?

Something better.

She's, um...

borderline asthmatic, so...

we can't smoke around her.

What?

Nothing.

So how'd

you get my number anyway?

Your customer service file.

[chuckles]

Isn't that ill*gal

or something?

So how is it?

You look

a little out of your depth.

[laughs]

Okay, I think.

I mean, I haven't

k*lled her yet, so...

Mm-hmm. [laughs]

It's not like she can tell me

what she wants all

the time, so...

I'm just playing it by ear.

But...

honestly, every other

woman I've met

has left me guessing so

why would this

be any different?

She's just a kid.

She's been through a lot.

You both have.

Yeah. This just

came out of nowhere.

You and her mom

not close?

I mean, she had a nice a*s

and served me wings

so we hooked up

a few times before my, um...

[laughs]

-I'm so sorry.

-[laughs]

I say dumb stuff. Um...

Yeah, we were

never serious.

-Mm-hmm.

-No.

I mean I didn't even know

I was a dad till recently.

Not until Social Services

showed up at my door.

That's wild.

Tell me about it.

Well, for what it's worth,

I think you're doing

an amazing job.

You can stop messing with me.

I don't have any money.

I'm not messing with you.

I mean that.

I really do.

Plus, I like you.

You barely know me.

Sure, but I like

what I see so far.

And what's that?

Someone who's

looking for something.

I tend to get hurt when

I let people into my life.

Try being a woman.

[laughs]

And, uh,

this don't bother you?

What, the chair?

No.

The dating pool's

small enough here as it is.

Why limit myself?

Plus, you're not the only

guy in a chair I've been with.

-[forced laugh]

-[laughs]

Now my feelings are hurt.

You're a terrible liar.

Don't take offense,

but, um...

the last time

I let someone in,

they robbed me.

Don't you take offense,

but, uh...

I don't see a lot

in here worth stealing.

[gasps]

Given how much

you run your mouth,

something tells me you'd be

pretty good with your tongue.

You want to find out?

[soft music]

[moaning]

[tapping on door]

[tapping on door]

[tapping on door]

[tapping on door]

[lock clicks]

I found her playing

in the g*dd*mn street!

Get in here.

You're not fit

to be a parent!

Okay,

that's totally unnecessary.

-I can smell the weed!

-Leave!

You're welcome. as*h*le!

She's settled in now.

Are you sure?

I put her in bed.

I shut her door.

You shouldn't have come.

You're acting

like this is my fault.

Isn't it?

You can't be serious.

I can't do this.

Hey, it was just an accident.

No, this.

I can't do this.

You need to go.

Now.

It's three in the morning.

So?

Why are you doing this?

The moment I let

people into my life...

things get f*cked up.

And I'm the one who

has to pay the price for it.

This was a mistake.

[soft music]

[door slams]

So that's it?

Sign and it's done?

Her grandparents have agreed

to take her, but they can't

pick her up.

-Why not?

-I suspect it has something

to do with their age.

Well then how are

they gonna take care of her?

Well, Mr. Marshall,

this was your decision.

She either goes to live with

her grandparents in Providence

or she goes into foster care.

You can fly or drive her.

I'll fly her.

I'll buy the ticket.

Tickets.

You have to accompany her.

-Why?

-Because she's four.

The minimum age for

a child to fly alone is five.

Do you want to

wait another year?

-I don't fly.

-Why?

Do you know what it's like

for people in wheelchairs

when they fly?

They break my chair it's like

they've taken away my freedom.

-Then drive her.

-I can't. I don't drive.

A bus then.

Then what do you suggest,

Mr. Marshall?

I'll take her.

You have transportation?

Yeah. A friend.

-But I'm gonna need

more money for the trip.

-Mr. Marshall!

It's not for me.

Okay? They're not

going to do it for free.

I'm going to have to pay them.

For what it's worth...

I'm really glad that you tried

to make this work.

I don't have anyone else.

I wonder why.

Please.

After the way you treated me,

are you kidding?

You accused me

of child endangerment.

I was upset. I'm sorry.

I can't just take off for

a road trip for several weeks.

Ask someone else.

So that's it, huh?

I mean, you have sex

with me and then dump me.

What are you, some devotee

with a wheelchair fetish?

You, come!

-You don't talk

to me like that.

-I was kidding.

-You don't get

to treat me like that!

-Lighten up!

Look, I'm sorry. Please.

It won't be for weeks.

Like two max. I'll pay you.

No.

Why not?

Because I don't want to.

I have taken sh*t

off of guys my entire life

and I thought...

you know, I don't--

I don't know what I thought,

but I was wrong.

I was f*cking wrong. Again!

If you wouldn't

have brought the weed...

You're an as*h*le.

I actually

almost convinced myself

that the other night

was a one off,

and you were

just a bit overwhelmed.

But this is exactly who you are.

Even though

it's completely selfish,

at least you are doing

the right thing for once.

For her sake.

[soft guitar music]

[knocks]

[neighbor] We've been

neighbors for three years

and this is the first time

you've been in my kitchen.

and it's to ask me for a favor.

A huge favor.

After you've been

nothing but an a*s--

a poo-poo head to me.

Listen, I'll--

I'll fix your car.

And I'll pay you.

A thousand bucks, is that fair?

-No.

-No?

-No.

-Why not?

Because you're a poo-poo head!

Come on, Camilla.

Let's go.

[door closes]

Hey!

Three grand,

fix my car and I'll do it.

No!

Then find somebody else.

Fine.

I'll get the car

fixed first thing.

Don't keep me waiting.

Here you go.

I'm staying with

Grandma and Grandpa?

For a while.

I think it's best for you.

Why?

Because, um...

you deserve more

than what I can give you.

But...

I love you...

Daddy.

[sharp breath]

[clears throat]

Get some sleep.

We got a big day tomorrow.

[soft music]

Let's go.

Where's her car seat?

You-- you can't take a kid

on a cross-country road trip

without a car seat.

Why not?

It's the law, dummy.

[sighs] Get in.

Well, would you pop

the trunk and help me

with the chair first?

[car horns honking]

[lounge music]

[car horns honking]

Are you gonna drive

like a g*dd*mn grandpa

the entire trip?

If it pisses you off,

then yes.

Go somewhere else.

-It's the closest place.

-Find something else!

This one has

the highest safety rating.

My older sister

swears by this one.

She's so cute.

How old is she?

-Four.

-[all] Aw!

She's adorable. Uncle...?

He's not her uncle.

What the heck is all this?

You're gonna to need

all this stuff for your trip.

No, we don't. Put it back.

But he said you don't have

anything for her.

You can't let her get bored.

Trust me, you'll regret it.

[cash register beeping]

Okay, sweetheart,

let's get you buckled in.

Here. I got it. I got it.

-I got it.

-Are you-- are you sure?

-Yeah. Look, I'm her dad,

all right?

-Okay.

Unless you're coming on this

trip with us, I'm gonna have

to do it at some point.

[laughs]

Here, I got this.

I got it. Little further.

Little further...

-You need a hand?

-Here.

[seatbelt clicks]

[Camilla] I have

to go to the bathroom!

[chuckle]

[soft music]

Where's your hands?

Don't ask questions like that.

Why shouldn't she?

It's rude.

Is it more rude for

her to find out about me

than it is to stare?

A long time ago

I served in the Army

and my job was to make sure

my friends didn't get hurt

by bombs.

And one day

I did my job too well.

And here we are.

I bet your daddy

has similar stories.

I wanna do it.

Give it a try.

Squeeze it together.

Good job.

Hey, hey, stop that.

-Stop. Hey, stop it.

-Just let her do it.

She's my daughter.

Not for long.

-We're leaving.

-I'm still eating.

Fine. We'll wait

for you in the car.

Let's go.

Let's go!

What the hell are you doing?

[Camilla crying]

What?

You can't leave

a kid in a car!

Well, they told me

I can't smoke around her.

You dipshit!

She could die!

It's 100 degrees in there!

It's okay. Shh, shh,

shh, shh, shh, shh...

-[crying continues]

-It's all right

[neighbor] The wheels on

The bus go round and round

Round and round,

Round and round...

Again.

The wheels on the bus go

Round and round,

Round and round

Round and round,

The wheels on the bus

Go round and round

All through the town

Sing with me, Camilla.

Let's do the wipers.

[both]

The wipers on the bus

Go swish, swish, swish

Swish, swish, swish,

Swish, swish, swish

The wipers on the bus

Go swish, swish, swish

All through the town

The baby on the bus

Goes wah, wah, wah

Wah, wah, wah

[Camilla]

Wah, wah, wah

The baby on the bus

Goes wah, wah, wah

All through the town

[soft music]

[Camilla] Story time.

I don't have any stories.

I want Uncle Robert.

He's not your uncle.

[whining]

Okay, okay, okay, fine.

Um...

once upon a time...

there was a little

princess named Camilla.

And she went

to go live in a castle

far away from her mommy.

But she couldn't

get there by herself.

She needed the help

of a knight

who would take her through

the forest because the dragon

-would just eat her up.

-[gasps]

[chuckles]

So she got a knight

to take her on the back

of a golden chariot.

And, uh, they needed

the help

of an evil sorcerer

who had the only

keys to the chariot.

So they gave him money

and he took them there.

And when they got there,

Princess Camilla really

liked it.

And she lived

happily ever after

with her fairy god-grandparents.

Where did the knight go?

Um, he went back home.

Where?

Arizona.

Why?

Because that's

where he's from.

How come?

Because he moved

from another state.

With Mommy?

No, not with Mommy.

-Why?

-Because it didn't work out.

Why?

Enough questions.

[chuckles]

Water, please.

[whispering] Good night.

Daddy?

Don't go.

[soft music]

-You got it!

-Good shot!

Here we go. Ready?

Oh, good catch.

Throw it back. Oh, good shot.

Ooooh, hoooo! Good job!

Camilla!

Five more minutes, okay?

[Robert and Camilla]

Twinkle twinkle little star

How I wonder

What you are

Up above

The world so high

Like a diamond

In the sky

[all]

Twinkle, twinkle,

Little star

How I wonder

What you are

[upbeat music]

[Robert]

Thank you. Thank you.

[gasps] If she just

isn't the cutest thing.

How old is your granddaughter?

Four. Going on 40.

[laughs]

Mine were the same.

Aw. They grow up so fast.

Enjoy it while you can.

[laughs]

Why'd you let that lady think

she was your granddaughter?

What difference does it make?

-She's not.

-So?

So that's lying.

Oh, coming from you

that's rich.

I tell you what, next time

somebody asks I'll tell him

I'm driving my prick

neighbor across the country

so he can dump his kid on

strangers 'cause he's selfish.

How about that?

You're a poo-poo head.

Well, at least

I know when I'm wrong.

You think this

is the wrong decision,

just say it.

I think by all accounts

it's what's best for her.

But know, this.

She's the best thing

that's ever gonna happen to you.

[doo-wop music]

I cried my heart out

I wished on a star

I swear I love you, dear

Wherever you are

I prayed in the chapel

A prayer from my heart

My life's been

So lonely, dear

Since we've been apart

Come here.

Hey!

Dress up!

No, not now.

Please?

Tomorrow.

Promise?

Yeah, I promise.

[Patrick] What?

[Robert] Nothing.

You do make one ugly woman.

Well, good thing

you're not my type.

-[Camilla giggles]

-I'd search the seven seas

No matter how far

I'd give the world

You forgetting something?

Let's go.

[car door shuts]

How long did you serve?

A few years.

How, uh--

how did you, um...

That's okay.

Was a few years before I could

open up about my injuries.

Except they got a name

for it now.

PTSD.

That tattoo on your back.

I saw it at the pool.

What is it?

It's a Daruma doll.

A what?

A Daruma doll.

I got it when I was overseas.

You make a wish,

color in one eye

and color in the other eye

when the wish comes true.

What'd you wish for?

[chuckles] Forgiveness.

For what?

A lot of things really.

And until I can

get it for all of them...

it's gonna stay blank.

Do you have any tattoos?

[engine sputtering]

I thought

you said you got it fixed!

The windshield!

-[Robert] Son of a--

-[pneumatic wrench whirs]

Oh! She's in bad shape.

I can get her for you by,

uh, tomorrow morning.

That's the best

you can hope for.

How much?

-Twelve hundred.

-Jesus!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

This is

a Christian establishment.

I don't appreciate you taking

the Lord's name in vain.

Listen,

her mom died recently

and we have to get her to

her grandparents in a few days.

I'm sure as a Christian,

you can understand

the importance of family.

I'll do it for a thousand,

no less!

[clears throat]

It's 1200 bucks.

-Son of a...

-It's a thousand.

Well, which is it?

It's a thousand.

But he's not going to

fix it until we pay him.

You owe me half.

[sighs]

Pay the man. We need

to get rooms for tonight.

[Camilla]

You will take a bite

and then you'll go to bed

because you were bad.

Hey, what happened

to these guys?

This one is me.

This one is Daddy.

And this one

is Uncle Robert.

[chuckles]

He's not your...

Why are we back here?

[sighs]

Because the car broke down.

Why?

I don't know.

But we're gonna get it fixed.

[distant electronic bass]

Tea, Daddy?

Yeah.

[pulsing electronic music]

I'm the stain

Despoiled your heart

Binding all

You see and hark

You are not a chosen one

For I'm the God

That you serve

Bow to me.

I'll let you feed

the aching

You can't quench nor seek

Reap my gifts,

My exudate

Bite the shiny apple

Cut it off

Cut it off

Cut it off

[groans]

[winces]

Camilla?

Camilla?

Camilla?!

Camilla!

Camilla!

Hey!

Hey! What are you doing?

Why are you taking

my daughter?

Huh?!

I was right about you.

-No...

-I wanted to be wrong,

but I guess

it's just who you are.

No, no, no.

Y-y-you can't do this.

Y-you can't just take her.

I'm her father!

All right? I didn't

mean to. I didn't...

Didn't mean to what?

I pulled you off

the floor slobbering drunk.

-I called Protective Services

and I told them what you did.

-No.

They agree I should

be the one to take her.

You can see

yourself home from here.

You can't do this to me!

To you?

It's all about you!

It's not about

that little girl at all!

I've seen what

people like you can do

and if there's anything I can

do to keep one more little girl

from getting her heart

broken by her daddy,

then I'm gonna to do it!

Now, move aside!

Please.

I f*cked up.

But I don't know

what I'm doing.

Hell, I didn't even

know I was a father...

until recently.

[softly] Please.

We've got about two days

before we get to Providence.

Two days.

And you better use 'em

to be the best damn daddy

you can be.

Because you won't

get another chance.

And I don't mean

with me, but with her.

Because once she's gone...

she's gone!

[soft music]

Go get your sh*t.

Why'd you do it?

If I knew

that I wouldn't have done it.

[soft piano music]

Been left with half a lung

It's been turbulent,

It's been fun

While I was spinning, oh,

You were spilling your

toys out of the pram

We need to get going.

Give her a few minutes, man.

She's been cooped

up in the car for hours.

I said we'd be there

by Saturday.

Well, they can wait.

Besides...

this is our time.

Finding comfort

In the dead

When the living won't sleep

It's too hard to rest

With a mind that wants

To just speak and just speak

Take from the poor

Give to the meek

I'm meeting someone.

What?

I'm meeting someone.

At least, I hope

I'm meeting someone.

I-in two days.

That's why we have

to be there on time.

The truth at last.

Who is she?

Another retail clerk

or a woman at a fruit stand?

Oh, someone important.

Who is it?

My daughter.

I didn't know

you had a daughter.

They could fill Lake Michigan

with what you don't know

about me.

It's too hard to rest

With a mind that wants

To just speak and just speak

Take from the poor

Give to the meek

Start a new w*r

Hear the march

Of hearts beating

I can't seem to breathe in

[Camilla] Is Uncle Robert

coming with us

to Grandma and Grandpa?

He's not your...

Yeah.

For a little while.

He's got to go see someone.

Who?

His daughter.

Is she my age?

No, she's, uh--

she's a bit older than you.

How much older?

45 years would be my guess.

-That's old!

-[laughs]

-Yeah.

-How old are you?

One hundred and seven.

Mommy was 31.

Well, how do you know that?

She told me.

What else did she tell you?

[soft music]

That...

she was sorry she got sick

and she'll miss me.

But that I had

a really nice daddy

who loved me

more than anything.

What's wrong, Daddy?

[sighs] Nothing.

Um...

All better?

[dial tone]

[dialing]

[ringing]

Hello, this is Anna.

Hello?

[music on jukebox]

What is this?

Chicken fried rice.

What does it look like?

She hasn't had

her breakfast yet.

Well, when is the next time

you're gonna get to share

a banana split

with your daughter?

Grab a spoon.

Would be awful if

we were a day behind?

We're already

pushing it as it is.

I know,

but it's like you said...

when else will we have?

[music continues]

[busy arcade sounds]

-Ooh!

-Yay!

Yay!

[together] Yay!

[Robert] All right!

I wasn't hurt in Iraq.

I had just moved

away from San Diego.

I guess I'd been

sleeping with Heather...

Camilla's mom.

And others.

I didn't care

about any of them.

I didn't even remember

Heather's name

until those people brought

Camilla to my door.

I'm not a good person.

I was like

that before my accident.

I got in the car

and that's all I remember.

They say the family

in the other car...

if they wouldn't have been

wearing their seat belts...

The night Camilla snuck out...

if I'd been

driving down that road...

I thought after my injury

I'd-- I'd calm down.

My dad's been dead

for years, you know?

I got no excuses.

But I just got

angrier and angrier.

I'm afraid of what she'll

become if she stays with me.

I wasn't the best dad either.

But I'm trying to do better.

That's all you can do...

is try to be better

than the example that you had.

Took me a long

time to figure that out.

You hide in that chair.

It's not

your body that's broken.

You can't fix that.

But you can fix this.

Wait, where's Camilla?

-Camilla!

-Camilla!

[together] Camilla!

Camilla!

-Camilla!

-Camilla! [gasping]

Are you all right?

What's wrong?

I can't-- I can't-- I can't--

I can't-- I can't breathe.

-Somebody, get help!

-[high pitch whine]

-Somebody help!

-[rapid heart beat]

--[hyperventilating]

-[paramedic] Just breathe.

[paramedic] It's okay.

[breathing slows]

Just breathe.

Don't worry, sir.

Your daughter's with her uncle.

Remarkably, you're okay.

Might have just been dehydration

and excitement,

but you're free to go.

[soft music]

I can't do it.

I changed my mind.

It doesn't work like that.

It's what's best for her.

And I think deep down,

you know it, too.

[bird wings flapping]

Ugh!

[soft guitar music]

Seems to me

There's a whole lot

Of living left to do

For the children of Earth

Too afraid of

What others might think

Seems to me

We're all trying to

Find the same thing

All frustrated and worn

Over dreams

We were meant to let go

Maybe

We're all the same inside

Learning to live

Learning to love

Maybe

It's not about never

Falling down

But learning to rise

Back up from the ground

Seems to me

[engine turns off]

[sighs]

This is it.

I'm not coming in.

What do you mean?

My daughter agreed

to meet me in Boston.

That's--

That's great, man.

Good luck, bro.

I love you, Uncle Robert.

See you, kid.

Ring the bell.

[rings]

Oh, my.

-Who's this?

-I'm Camilla.

It's wonderful

to meet you, Camilla.

Patrick.

It's a pleasure.

Can I help you with that?

[woman] Who's that?

Ah, Eugenia it's-- it's--

it's Camilla and Patrick.

[Eugenia] Who?

Your granddaughter.

[Eugenia]

Heather didn't call, did she?

[sighs]

Um...

I'll explain inside.

Come on.

Let me help you with that.

Come on.

She wanted to make

the dolls look like me.

I could use some more tea.

Eugenia, would

you mind topping me off?

Okay.

Oh, and I remember there's

some cookies in there, right?

-Oh, yes!

-Uh-huh

Can I help?

Yes, of course.

Eugenia, we have

a helper in the house now.

Why don't you show

her the way to the kitchen?

She has her good days

and her bad days.

Some days she's herself,

and she remembers everything.

Others, she just

gets confused.

I just wish that she

and Heather had made up

before Heather died.

Oh, you-- you didn't know?

Uh, she, um--

she didn't talk

about her parents much.

Well, they had a terrible fight.

Heather wanted to drop

out of college and, uh,

well, Eugenia

would have none of that.

And she made

some choices that we--

we didn't agree with.

They said some

horrible things to each other.

And neither one

of them would apologize.

Heather, um...

called us before she died.

She told us

that the cancer had spread.

And Eugenia doesn't

remember any of that.

I'm so glad that she doesn't.

We knew when Camila

was born, but Heather, um...

she wouldn't let us see her

'cause she was

still too damn angry.

Fathers and daughters...

nothing like

it in the whole world.

And I know this must have been

a very difficult decision

for you to make.

But I am so glad you did

because having Camilla here...

[voice breaking]

it's just a little bit like

having Heather back.

Listen, um...

are you sure

you got this covered?

I mean, a four year

old is a lot of work.

[sighs]

Don't worry, Patrick.

Camilla, she's gonna

have a wonderful life.

Ah, there you are!

Hey!

Cookies!

Thank you.

It's my birthday.

What, today?

No, your birthday

is in April.

But I didn't get a party.

Well, how about we have

two parties next year?

Hmmm?

Will you be there, Daddy?

I'll definitely be there.

[soft guitar music]

-Come rest your weary head

-[banging on glass]

It's hard

Giving life to death

Some things

Can't be unsaid

But I'll try

But I'll try

Remember when

We were young

And the summer

Was never done

When did winter

Block out our sun

From our sky,

From our sky

Don't give up hope

'Cause the river still flows

And I'm coming home

And I'm coming home

It's not over yet

Hearts still

Beat in our chests

So don't let go

'Cause I'm coming home

I'm coming home

[squeaky faucet turning]

[sprinklers spraying]

We used to be

Free to roam

But we built up

These walls of stone

And they can't keep out

All our ghosts

Though we try,

Though we try

Don't give up hope

'Cause the river still flows

And I'm coming home

And I'm coming home

It's not over yet

Hearts still

Beat in our chests

So don't let go

I'm coming home

[crickets chirping]

[soft piano music]

[man] How long did

you work with Thomas' team?

Oh, a few years.

Why'd you leave?

We didn't see eye to eye.

Hmm.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I called Thomas to check

your references

and we talked

about you for a long time.

He said you were one of the best

draftsmen he'd ever seen.

He was very sad

to see you go.

Can you start next week?

Y-yeah.

-Thanks.

-All right.

[Patrick]

I know that I'm probably

the last person in the world

you want to hear from.

What I did was something

I don't expect forgiveness for.

But you need to know

that I understand my wrongs.

Even with all the hurt,

I thank God that everyone

made it out alive.

It's taken me

a long time to come to terms

with what I did

and I'm sorry that I didn't

say anything sooner.

I'm sorry about everything.

I'm a father now, too,

and I'm only beginning

to understand

how much agony I put

you all through.

I don't expect you to respond

or to feel sorry for me,

but I hope this

letter finds you well

and that one day

you and your family will

be able to forgive me.

Sincerely, Patrick Marshall.

Excuse me.

What?

You mind?

Sit up nice and tall.

There you go.

Elbow tucked.

Now pull.

You should feel it a little

more in your back now.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Better?

-Yeah, thanks.

-No problem, man.

Gotta help each

other out however we can.

[soft music]

[upbeat music]

[Robert]

She was unbelievable.

She's so grown up.

[Patrick] She's pretty.

I can't believe

she's related to you.

[laughs]

Oh! Look at that.

I know, I know. Grandpa.

Hey, don't rub it in.

[laughs]

We, uh-- we talked

about me moving back.

To be closer to the kids.

Oh, yeah. Uh, I meant to give

that one to you, but...

I have to tell you something.

I never called social services.

You were such a mess.

I hope you don't

hate me for it.

I don't.

Oh, wait! I got something

else I want to show you, too.

What do you think?

Whoa!

Hey, you got your wish.

All of 'em.

By the way, I got

some more of your mail.

They keep sending it to me.

[sighs]

[clears throat]

It's her birthday.

[phone ringing]

[Anna] Hello?

[rain pattering]

[Patrick] I'm sorry for

those things I said to you.

Which things?

All of 'em.

Do you mean that?

Yes.

I guess that's as good

as I'm gonna get.

I really liked you.

In spite of everything

I really wanted to try with you.

But I don't think

you're willing to change.

I am. I have.

I think you want to,

but I also think

you're saying these things

to make yourself

feel better.

-That's not true.

-Really?

The only reason

that you're here right now

is because you don't like

feeling bad about yourself.

So you're apologizing,

hoping that I'll say it's okay.

Well, it's not okay.

I know.

You're right and I--

I'm sorry.

Can we try again?

Why?

Because I was

stupid the first time.

Can't we try again, please?

You said...

that when you let

people into your life,

you get hurt.

But you don't think about

what you do to other people.

I'm sorry, Patrick.

I don't want to get hurt again.

[wind rustling]

[Patrick]

I-I mean the idea of sticking

yourself in a tin can,

going hundreds of miles

an hour and then not seeing

where you're going?

And the idea of missing

your daughter's birthday

party is worse.

Now quit being

such a poo-poo head

and get out of my car.

Here you are.

Are you okay?

Would you like a drink

once we're in the air?

-[cabin bell dings]

-Uh...

All right if you need anything,

just press that button there.

And, just so you know,

Mr. Marshall,

I'm making sure your chair

gets to our destination safely.

That's, um, very kind of you.

Well, we should all be a little

bit kinder to each other.

[soft music]

[rattling]

[cabin bell dings]

That wasn't so bad, was it?

Your chair is waiting for you.

[woman on PA]

No waiting permitted.

Loading and unloading only.

-Patrick?

-Yeah.

First time in Providence?

-No.

-Can I get your bag for you?

Come on.

[doorbell rings]

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Do you know

where the Parks are?

Are you Patrick?

Yeah.

[machine beeping]

Daddy!

-Oh! [laughing]

-Hey.

[grunts]

-Can we--

can we talk outside?

-Oh, yeah.

Hey, go on.

Hey. Hey.

Happy birthday.

Open it.

You like it?

-Mm-hmm!

-[chuckles]

Why don't you go play?

Yeah.

[groans]

There you-- coffee.

Thanks.

[sighs]

It was just so sudden.

You know,

they say that, uh...

sh-she might not be

coming home for a while

and, uh, when she does

she's going to need...

round the clock care.

[soft music]

Eugenia is the love of my life.

We've known each other

since we were children.

[sniffles] Um...

And, um...

you just don't walk away

from a love like that.

Will you give her

what she needs?

No, no I mean it.

Do you promise me?

[sniffles] Okay.

I love you.

And I love you.

I always will.

[sniffles] Okay?

Okay. Go.

[machine beeping]

[Camilla] Can I still

have a birthday party?

[Patrick] Of course you can

have a birthday party.

Can we have cake?

Yes. Yes, we can definitely

have cake.

How old is Uncle Robert?

Oh, he's 250.

[Camilla] He's old!

[Patrick] I know.

[upbeat music]

Oh, seasons change,

But my love remains

Oh, it feels the same

But it's new

Oh, when the darkest of days

Will not drive me away

'Cause there's always light

When I'm with you

When I'm with you

When I'm with you

If you're caught in a wave

And you're drifting away

Don't give up hope

You'll be okay

Oh when you're lost

And you're scared

You can call out my name

And I will run

Till I'm with you

Till I'm with you

Till I'm with you

Till I'm with you

Till I'm with you

You can be the flame

I'll be the spark

Pulling on the strings

Of my poor heart

Dreams are all I have

Till we're together

Safe from harm

When I'm with you

I'm with you

When I'm with you

When I'm with you

When I'm with you

When I'm with you

When I'm with you

[soft music]

[music fades]