Bathing Franky | Comedy Film | Drama | Full Length | Award-Winning Movie

Bathing Franky | Comedy Film | Drama | Full Length | Award-Winning Movie


– Stevey. – Grab the rail, grab
the rail, grab the rail, that’s it, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait. Hang on. (woman groans) (dark music) (moans in pain) – Babe? – [Steven] Peg?
– Sit down. Mind if I call you Steve? – Whatever. – All right, this is
your corner of my desk, we have to share, budget cuts
thanks to the department. I’ve got your bloody
forms coming out my ass. This one from the parole
board wants me to assist your long-term goals
and aspirations. Bloody waste of paper, I don’t even know what I’m
having for morning tea. You’ll always have some clients
who won’t eat the stuff, and then one day you notice
they got a very fat cat or dog. Anyway, you collect
the meals from here, ready-made, ready-labeled. Are you listening? She’s one of your regulars,
Senora Francesca Amore. Franky, he’ll keep you laughing. Come on, let’s go and meet
my boss, the filing cabinet. (birds chirp) (laughter comes
from the distance) (children laugh) (children applaud) – Magic, magic,
magic, magic, magic. Ha, ha!
(children laugh) Ha, ha, ha. (children giggle) (gasps and laughs wildly) Thank you! (children clap) – Mobile canteen? – Mobile canteen! – Do you want it or not? (squeals) – To the kitchen! (yells) (door creaks) (snaps) Just plug ’em on the table. Nice design. Not often we get visitors. Cup of tea? It’s all part of the job
description, isn’t it? Cup of tea, check
with the clients? – No thanks. All right, we’ll
see you next time. – No, no, no, stay, please. Ask me, Peggy Sue? ♪ Oh, oh, Peggy Do you like Buddy Holly? – I don’t know him. – Neither do I. (radio flickers to rock music) Do you like magic? – I don’t know. – Monsieur Zenedine, (speaks French)
a very simple illusion, (speaks French)
that that which is, (blows air)
is not. And secondly, ah!
Is. (Franky groans in distance) (upbeat rock music continues) (dogs bark) (Franky and Rodney
bicker unintelligibly) (Franky groans again) (objects clatter) (bickering intensifies) My name is Roberto
Giovanni Lorenzo Maldini, but you can call me Rodney. (objects crash)
My Mamma. – Maybe she’s hungry. – Maybe. – Well then, I’ll
leave you to it. – Thank you, I’ll
see you next time. (heavy rock music) (people chatter) – Hi Stevey, Suse didn’t say
nothing about you getting out. – Yeah, so I heard. – What was it like, mate? – What do you expect
him to say, Bindi? – What, Bindi? – Yeah, he’s a weed
with a tiny prick. – Yeah, real funny,
you guys wouldn’t know. – Hey Suse, Bindi. Hey Stevey, thought a
lot about you, mate. – Tell him he’s one
of the supervisors
where I used to work? – Used to? – Yeah, I lost me job.
– Right. – But Tommy’s gonna get it
back, aren’t you, Tommy? – What do you got
in mind, Stevey? – Uh, I don’t know, I
haven’t got anything, I’m just gonna see what happens. – That’s good, what
do you reckon, Suse? – I reckon you see what
happens, like Stevey said. – No rush, especially if you
spent, what’d you say, Suse? Three and a half years,
fuck, that was bad luck. – Really? – Good luck on
what’s-his-name, Paulie, right? (shower sprays) – Got you a towel, babe. – You mind telling me,
he been fucking you? – Shit, Stevey, three and a
half years is a long time! I’m not the same anymore. I don’t know who I am. – Ah yes, thank you,
thank you, thank you! (Franky groans) – Buongiorno, signora. (chuckles) (old fashioned
piano music plays) All right, then, come on. (Rodney laughs) (piano music plays from inside) (needle scratches) – You all right? Rodney? – We’re just resting. Would you like the next dance? (Franky groans) – Can you, can you help me get
her back into the wheelchair? (laughs) – Okay, let me. (grunts) (Franky moans) – Well, she always was
a bit frisky, come on, Mamma, come on. (groans) Come on over here! (grunts) – Mamma, this is Steven,
our new mobile canteen man. And this is Mamma,
Signora Francesca Amore, or Franky, if you want. – Yeah? – You can shake her
hand, won’t come off. (chuckles) – Her movement comes and goes. I was gonna give her a bath,
but all this activity’s, it’s worn me out. Maybe you’d like to bathe Mamma? – Um, I can? – Well she’s really no
trouble, she just lies there enjoying herself,
all the attention. Drying her can be
a little tricky if
you’re a bit squeamish. Don’t take it so personally. – I actually have to go. (chuckles) – Yeah, you don’t wanna be
late for your next delivery, Peggy Sue can get a big cranky. – Yeah, uh, sorry, okay. You told me you’d
stop seeing him! – Look, you were
the one left behind, you weren’t the one who had
to go to his fucking funeral! – They wouldn’t let me go! I told you that. – You told me you’d
be there for me! – Fucking say it, say it! (both sob) It’s my fault, isn’t it? – Stevey, I lost the
both of you that night. (classical string music) (water splashes gently) – Rodney, Franky,
I’ve got your meals! – In here! (knocks lightly) – Oh shit, I am
so sorry, Rodney, I had no idea you
were bathing Franky. – No, no, no, it’s all
right, come in, sit down. – But she hasn’t got
any clothes on, mate. – That’s because she’s
having a bath, Steven. – Oh no!
– What’s up? – Nothing, come on,
come in, sit down. She may be old and wrinkly, but she’s never been
ashamed of her body. Come on! She’s off with the
gods, painkillers. Some days are
better than others, you’d never know it
was the same person. – Your meals are there,
on the kitchen table. – They want me to put
her in a nursing home. A prison for unwanted
Mammas and Papas. Imagine, she’s rather be dead. Care to join me in a milkshake? Oh, come on, I won’t tell Peggy. (stammers) – I know it. – Chocolate, banana,
strawberry, caramel, vanilla, and a sayed Rambutan, I
cater for all tastes here. – I’ll take banana
with chocolate. (Rodney laughs) – Easy as one, two, three. (cackles) – Rod, what about your mum? (water trickles) (water splashes) (blender buzzes in background) How’d you do that? (Rodney laughs)
Madame. (Franky squeals with delight) Monsieur, may I just mention, it seems all your attention
has brought Madame Amore back for an encore-ay. (Rodney and Franky laugh) Please, please, sit down so
that you enjoy your milkshake. – She should be
in a nursing home. – The other morning,
she was waltzing around the house with Steven. – And the community nurse
tells me you’ve asked for another prescription
of morphine. – How else am I supposed
to get through the day? (chuckles) You spend too much time
immersed in the affairs of the decrepit
and the dying, Peg. – You do pretty well
out of us, Rodney. – Yeah, all right,
when we kick the bucket it won’t be because
we starved to death. – Oh, so I’ll tell
Steve’s parole manager that he’s kept both of you
very well-fed, then, will I? – Oh, speaking of food, Steven, Franky and I would like you
to join us for dinner tonight. – Sure. (sirens blare in background) – [Susie] We’re going out. – I’m already going out. – What, where?
– To dinner. – Well who with? – [Steven] Someone
I deliver meals to. – I just thought that maybe
you might wanna come with us. – I said I would go, I wanna go. – Okay, we’ll be at Bindi’s. – [Steven] Yeah, whatever. – Have fun.
– You too, man. (upbeat jazz music) (laughs and sings) Oh! Spaghetti bolognese! Aw, Peggy Sue and the
friendly team at mobile came to aid us. Franky won’t be
joining us tonight, she’s having an early night. But you never know. (jazz music continues) Ole! – How long have you been
looking after your mum? – Too long if you ask Peggy
Sue and the department. Besides the post-polio
syndrome and the hardening of the arteries in the brain
and the dementia, arthritis, the morphine and the
strokes, or “brain attacks” as I think they call them now,
she’s in excellent condition. – What about your dad? – Questions, questions,
so many questions! “The story of my dad,
Vincenzo Maldini!” Well, you can call him Enzo. (jazz music) Theatrical producer and
circus entrepreneur, part-time financier,
wheeler and dealer, mid-time casanova, full-time,
very Italian, cousins
in Muswellbrook. My mother, Signora
Francesca Amore, was a very famous
Italian cabaret artist and he was her personal
manager and lover. And we were an on international
tour sometime in the ’60s, ’70s, I think it was,
Europe, South America, Asia, Sydney, the Harbor
Bridge, Opera House, packed houses, glowing reviews, success after success
after success. And then, Mamma is
struck by illness, bitten by a mosquito, they say,
probably from Muswellbrook. The tour ends, Vincenzo
travels back to Milano to set up the deal
to end all deals, a national homecoming tour
for mother Francesca Amore. (chuckles) That was a long time ago, and Franky is convinced that
he’s coming back for her. – Why didn’t she just
go back on her own? – My Mamma is a very
proud and stubborn woman, besides she got sicker and
I had to look after her and all became very tiring. (microwave beeps) The end, saved by the bell. – Mum’s dead, Dad and I,
we never got on, yeah? – I never really knew
my father, either. In fact, the only
thing I have to show for Vincenzo Maldini is… This, he gave it to Franky
and she never lets it out of her sight, she
says I can have it when he comes back for her. – When will that be? (chuckles) – Who knows? But the show must go on. It’s very valuable. – It’s Italian?
– Mm-hmm, (speaks Italian) (speaks Italian) Yeah, very nice. (heavy metal music) (crowd chatters) (grunts) – Fuck off! – [Man] Hey, she’s
doing me a favor, mate! What kind of man does
that make you, eh? The kind of man who leaves
his mate to die like a dog on the side of the road? (retches) You filthy fuck! (gasps) (screams) (sobs) (knock bangs on door) (tender music) – I need somewhere to stay. ♪ You wash over, over ♪ And you, you wash over, over (groans) – Bonjour, I didn’t
realize delivering meals could be so dangerous. “Votres chocolat,” hot. – Thanks. – This used to be my room, I always had sweet
dreams in this bed. (speaks foreign phrase) – Do you mind if I stay? – As long as you want. (speaks foreign phrase) Special guest.
– Thanks. How’d you learn all
those languages? – Well, when Signora Francesca
Amore sang and danced her way across Europe,
I tiptoed behind. (laughs)
– Not bad. (speaks foreign phrase) – But she was always the star, even when I was
on stage with her. She even danced with
his Royal Highness, the Prince of Wales! (speaks foreign phrase) (cackles) – [Steven] Don’t you get
tired of doing all this stuff? You know, all
these funny voices? – No, it’s like flying
a kite, up and away! High in the sky like an eagle. – You’re fucking
mad, you’re a kid! – Make belief, the
stuff of dreams! (chuckles) – I didn’t have
very good dreams. – Don’t take it so
personally, Steven. Some people say that life
is just one bad dream wedged between waking
up and waking up. (laughs) I don’t believe that bullshit, nobody tells me what to dream. (ocean crashes) – I’m sorry. – No, I’m sorry. You need help, Suse. – You could help me. – I can’t even help myself. There’s somebody
that I need to find, I’m sure that Tommy knows him, do you think you can ask Tommy without him, you know,
getting suspicious? – What’s his name? – We all knew him as Raven. – Why you need to see him? – Can you help me find him? – Yeah. (car passes) – Community health
and palliative care, watch your back, Steven,
the vultures are circling. Apparently they don’t approve
of Franky mowing the lawns. Hey, you’re just in time
for our afternoon walk. Could you grab that
barrel of manure and bring it down here for us? – Yeah.
– Ta. (whistles) Ah, you’re a good man. One man’s shit is another
man’s fertilizer, Steven. (speaks foreign phrase) (chuckles) – Is it all right with
Franky, me staying? – Ask her yourself, go on. Mamma! I think that means you can stay. (lawnmower engine purrs) (soaring opera music) (children laugh) (opera music continues) (Franky groans and yells) (opera music concludes) (Franky sings softly) (groans and yells) – Rod! – There’s pink morphine
one in the top drawer, put 30 mils into a syringe. Steven, the pink syrup
in the top drawer! It’s all right, Mamma, I’m here. It’s okay, shh, please,
the morphine, 30 mils! It’s all right, it’s all
right, it’s all right. (Franky gasps) – It only says 10. – She’ll take 30. (Rodney shushes) Yes, yes, yes. (speaks foreign phrase) (Franky groans) Franky, Mamma. Enzo’s coming home. Enzo’s coming home. (Franky murmurs) Just like old times,
full of surprises! (wild bluegrass music) (cheers) Off the hill we go! (all cheer) Bravo, Francesca! (all laugh) (crickets chirp) What are you dreaming about? – Peg.
She’ll spew. – You’re right, we should’ve
asked her to come along. (both laugh) ♪ Mirror ball was turning ♪ Its stars were spinning round ♪ You and I were dancing ♪ I could hardly feel the ground ♪ We thought we’d laugh forever ♪ And dream our lives away ♪ Above the pain,
above the clouds ♪ Til we were old and gray ♪ And we’d dance
for love and joy ♪ And we’d dance our
whole lives through ♪ We’d dance and dream forever ♪ Until our dreams came true. (claps) Franky’s theme song. All over the world,
they’d play it for her as she walked out onstage, and I’d watch from the wings
and sing every word with her. And one night, she called me
to come out on stage with her, I’ll never forget
the look on her face, so radiant, so happy,
her eyes just shone. And I walked out, and it
was like floating on a cloud on a clear summer’s day, then the audience cheered
and stomped and clapped. It was exhilarating,
the noise was deafening! And she put her arms
around me, and whispered, “Your daddy and I are so
proud of you, my dearest.” I would’ve done anything on
earth for her that night. And then she picked me up, and we danced the rest
of the song together. I didn’t want it to end. – What if you’d
smashed the Ute up? What if somebody got hurt and
the police had to report it? I suppose you let
Franky have a drive? Oh, look, don’t you
let him carry you away with all his crap, you’re still
on parole, don’t forget it! – He’s not gonna carry
me away anywhere. He’s not like anyone
I’ve ever met. – I’ll bet. – I like him, I’m
gonna be staying at
his place for a while. – You told me you were
staying with mates. – He’s one of my mates. Peg, can you do me a favor? One of my mates, Susie,
she’s in a bit of trouble and I was wondering if
you could talk to her, you know, about where
she can get some help. – Sure, I can do that. And what about doing me a favor? What about talking
to your other mate about getting his mum
into an age care facility? – [Steven] Sure. (thunder booms) You look stuffed. – [Rodney] Franky’s,
Franky’s being Franky. Mind if I sit down? – It’s your bed. (exhales) – So much for sweet dreams. Read to me? – “A shadow fell
across his face,” “he rolled his eyes
to see what had come” “between him and the
pale, bitter sun.” “A vulture with hooked
talons and greedy beak” “hung in the air, should
take his picture.” “Stony eyes met his,
then it swooped” “and the titan
writhed and screamed” “’til the mountains cracked.” “Again and again, the
hungry bird flew at him” “and tore at his
undefended liver.” “His agony had begun.” (thunder rolls) (eerie laughter echoes) – What about a story from
behind the prison bars? – Once there was a young boy who found himself
inside a vulture’s lair because he had been
very, very bad. – Yay! – At first, life for the
boy was simply frightening, and frightening,
and frightening! (all laugh uproariously) Grazie, Signore, Signora! And then, one day
along came a bigger, meaner, nastier vulture
than all the others. The young boy forgot
about his agony and wondered aloud
whether the nasty vulture might actually love him. The nasty vulture
got such a shock to hear the young
boy speak those words that he got up, and he flew away leaving the young boy all alone. The young boy, he
didn’t know what to do. (breathes heavily) (phone rings) Brett, what? Oh, fuck. All right, um, Brett, calm down. (ocean hisses) – She’s out of it, man,
Tommy and her are over, he was pissed off. – Suse? Suse, it’s me. – Stevey? (childlike music) – Hey, you. (both laugh) – Here, take it.
– All right. – Got it?
– Got it. (horn honks) Ouch, shit! You did that on purpose! (speaks foreign phrase) I’m gonna take you back inside
if you’re gonna be like that. (horn honks) It’s all tangled. – Calm down. – Maybe we should just cut it. – No. It’s almost four
years to the day since I killed my
best friend, Paulie. I ran him down in my car, I ran over him, twice. See, that’s meant
to go through there. – Right. – Now hold that. Me, Susie, and Paulie,
were best mates, you know? We believed in each other. Me and Paulie were
delivering some dope, we thought we knew
what we were doing, but we fucked up big time. We were being chased
by these big guys with baseball bats who was
pissin’ down me throat, and I couldn’t see anything,
I jumped in the car, I thought Paulie was
beside me, he wasn’t, I go to take off, and reverse
right over him, fucking bang. I could hear the tires
and all going over him, heard him screaming me name. I panicked, I go to put
it in forward you know, I didn’t know what I was doing. I got out of the car, I
could hear him moaning. I could’ve got to
him, but I choked. All I could think about is
what those guys would do if they caught me, so I ran. I left Paulie on the side of
the road like a fucking dog. When I came back later,
he was still there. I just lied on him,
my face on his. I ran right over
the top of his head, his skull was
completely smashed in. He had one eye open like
he was winking, going, “Oh yeah, good driving
mate, nice driving.” (laughs chokingly) And I just sat there
all night in the rain, I was hoping he
was gonna get up. So I left to go have a drink, went to go home. There you go. (toilet flushes) Sorry, Rod, I didn’t
know you were in there, just having a quick shave, yeah? – It’s all right, you’re
nearly part of the family now. May I? – You look like you could
do with a quick shave, man. – Nah, I haven’t got the energy. – Sit down, sit down, I’ve always wanted
to be a barber. There, you look better already. (razor scrapes) – Used to be able to
dress up with one hand, and prepare a meal
with the other, had an amazing job
with four walls. And now I get you
to deliver the food, help Franky to bed,
and give me a shave. (sighs) – [Steven] Let me
help, let me help. – [Rodney] Come on
Franky, here you go. (Franky groans) – Now I know what it feels
like when you’re killing time. – She’s my mother. – It’s you I’m talking about. – Me? – You want more, I can see it. – What about you,
what do you want? – I need to get a life. I don’t know. Why don’t you get back on stage? A real stage? Not this pretend show
you and Franky put on. – But what a show, eh? (projector clicks) (Franky and Rodney laugh)
(jazz music) (Rodney and Franky
laugh uproariously) (laughs) – You’re making me nervous. – It’s your move, the
stage, hundreds of people. – I know, I shouldn’t be. – It’s what I like about you. – Me too, what exactly? – You get real
situations, grab them, mangle them about
until you turn them into something that suits. (Rodney chuckles) – It’s simple magic,
it’s simple and suits. – See what I mean? No. – I don’t mean to. – What? – Make you nervous. – Maybe we should go into
the kitchen or something with Franky trying to sleep. – I think Franky’s way asleep. – Franky never sleeps. I’m not used to
this kind of thing. – Same. – Tea? – Thank you. – It’s not something I expected. (gasps with surprise) (men pant and grunt) – [Steven] Look at me. (speaks foreign language) (speaks foreign language) – No, Mamma. (speaks foreign language) – Maybe he’s not
coming back, Mamma. (speaks foreign language) – Strangers, strangers,
strangers, strangers, they were strangers. Shadows to my heart. (sings robustly) (moans) (phone rings) (upbeat jazz music) (speaks foreign phrase) – [Rodney] Coming, coming! – Ah, um, I’m
looking for Stevey? – Come in, Susie. – How do you know it’s me? – I don’t, are you? – What?
– [Rodney] Are you you? – What?
Um, yeah, I’m me. – I know that the illusion
can be very deceiving. Come in, meet the family! Steven, Susana “equi”!
Sleepyhead. (jazz music continues) (speaks foreign phrase) Signora Francesca
Amore, and in French. (speaks foreign phrase) Italian?
Good, good, the two of you should get on well together. You know I’m me. – What? – Rodney. Ah, Steven, can I get
you a drink of water? I was just about
to have a shower. She’s a lovely girl. – He’s off his tree. – Not really, he’s
just full of energy. (music stops) How you doing? – I’m all right. How are you? – Yeah, I’m good. – I spoke to your boss, Peg,
yeah, she got me some help. – Oh, that’s good. – Yeah, she’s a nice lady. She said that you
asked her to help me. – Yeah. So where are you staying? – Staying at Bindi’s,
you’re not jealous, are you? – I’m sorry about–
– I– I found your bird man, Raven? Yeah, I know where he is. – Where is he? – He runs a pub
somewhere in Sydney, yeah, there’s the address. (breathes heavily) – You can open your eyes now. (sharp eerie music) – I have to go out. – Steven, leave it. – Won’t be long. – Are you and Stevey? – You’re not jealous, are you? What’s wrong, what’s wrong? – I can’t talk about it. – Why not, Steve, what is it? – There’s someone in Sydney. – Who? – Someone I knew on the inside. – What about? – Look, I can’t talk about it. – Maybe I could help? – I doubt it. – [Rodney] What’s his name? – Raven. – Ooh, sounds nasty,
you’ll want to watch him. Do you want to see him? – Maybe. – Maybe you shouldn’t. ♪ These shoes were
made for walking ♪ And that’s what
they’re gonna do. – [Steven] What are you doing? – [Rodney] ♪ I’ll tramp
them all around the world ♪ and then I’ll trample over you – [Steven] Rodney, shut up. (Rodney signs nonsense) ♪ I love to sing when I hike ♪ I love to hike – [Steven] Shut up! (Rodney sings nonsense) ♪ Someday I might get a bike – [Steven] I’ll fucking hit you! (Rodney yells) (men struggle) You’re nuts. (Rodney tries to sing) Stop it. (tries to sing) Shut up. (tries to sing) Please stop it. (tries to sing) All right, all right. (laughs) You win, you’re a funny bugger. – Isn’t that all I am? – You tell me, funny
man, who am I, eh? What kind of man am I? – You can be whatever, Steven. With our imagination,
we make the world. – And, has Rodney made a
decision about Franky yet? – I wouldn’t hold your breath, I told him to get back on stage. – In his dreams, like he’s
ever been on a real stage. – What do you mean? He’s been on stage with his mum, he’s been all over
Europe and stuff. – Europe? He’s never even been to Europe. And on a stage, with Franky? Like I said, maybe
in his dreams. – Of course he has, I’ve seen
all the trophies and pictures. – Look, I don’t
know what pictures and trophies you’ve seen, but… – And he speaks other languages. – If she ever did any dancing,
it was when she was a kid before she came to Australia. She might’ve done a
bit in the clubs here, down the central
coast, years ago, but. – What? – Steven, when she came to
Australia, she got polio. That’s a physical disability,
then she had strokes, all kinds of stuff, I’ve
seen her medical records. – But he told me all
the stories about… – He makes them up. For himself, for his mum,
anybody gullible enough to believe them. He’s a classic
backyard magician, I thought I made
that clear to you. – But he went on an
international tour, he said so. – Rodney was 12 when
Franky got polio, he’s basically been looking
after her ever since. Well, I don’t even think
he finished high school. – Why didn’t you tell me that? – It’s not the kind of
show they do, is it? I mean, who’d pay
money to see that? – I’ll see it. – On the count of three, now
keep your eyes on the handle. – No more games, Rodney. – There’s no room
for doubt, Steven. Hey, you see? It’s all about the thrower. You just have to
lend him your hands. Okay, two more to go! – Why’d you tell me all
those bullshit stories? – You know, you shouldn’t
let Peggy Sue carry you away with all that fancy talk. – What? – One man’s bullshit is another
man’s fertilizer, Steven. (cries out) – Bullshit! – Thanks, I really needed that. – Don’t be fucking smart! – Forty years I’ve been
looking after Franky. – Yeah, I’ve heard this story. – That’s a long time
for trying to remember what happened in your life. What you wanted to happen,
what you were told happened, what really happened. She really did have
the world in her hands, but she fell in love
with a cheap con man! – Get out of my face! – She was pregnant, he
brought her to Australia and he left her all
alone, no family, no money, and a baby boy, me. – Tell someone who
gives a shit, Rodney. – She had a dream, Steven,
we all have dreams. – You mean lies, you fuck! (men yell and scuffle) – [Rodney] You did
that, can you love them after you did that, can you? Why didn’t she kill herself? What did she tell
her son every day? Bullshit, lies? (yells unintelligibly) Forty years I’ve dressed
her, fed her, medicated her, entertained her, bathed her, and you’re right, Steve, I
am tired of bathing Franky. To soar like an eagle,
it’s just a dream. – The other night,
was that a dream? – No, that was us, here and now. – How can I believe you? – Suspend your disbelief,
that’s what makes a good story. You make a great audience. – Well how stupid
does that make me? I was too busy being
a great audience to see what was going on. (sniffs) I’m gonna find Raven. And this time, I’m not
gonna let him get away. Peg said there’s
a bed for Franky in the nursing home now. I know what I’d be doing. I’m going to Sydney. (Franky and Rodney
argue in background) (Franky sobs) (speaks foreign language) – I’m your son. (sobs) (rewinding optimistic music) – Enzo, not coming,
not coming back. – No, Mamma, he’s gone, Papa’s gone forever. – Forever. – Yes, forever. (melancholy rock music) ♪ Have you every felt
like life’s just a hazard ♪ Made up of tricks and dupe ♪ For all the suckers out there ♪ It’s gonna get us all
at one time indefinitely ♪ Watch out, there’s no escape ♪ Have you ever felt that
love’s just like concrete ♪ It’s poured on and left out ♪ To be walked all over ♪ Sometimes you can leave
your handprints in love ♪ Watch out, don’t get stuck ♪ Oh this dubious life ♪ Oh it’s laid
out in front of us ♪ When you didn’t expect it ♪ Fireworks went off
with a mass sound ♪ When you think
the worst is to come ♪ It unexpectedly turns around ♪ When you didn’t expect
it, fire circles around you – Number five, hold
on sir, number five. 59, 59, that’s five
and a nine, 59. 66, that’s six on
six, clickity-clicks. 48, number 48, shut
the gate, number 48. Hey, that’s mine again! Hey hey! (crowd awws) – [Audience Member]
Nobody judges that, eh? – 64, open the door. – You’ve been in
my dreams, Raven. (men struggle) Ask me the same question
that I asked you. (mumbles) – What, I didn’t hear you. – I said, do you love me? – That’s it, you never
answered me, why not? – I did all right, mute,
survive, nothing else. I looked after you,
don’t you forget that. You looked after me, that’s it. – No, that’s not it, things
aren’t always what they seem, if you want to know what’s
going on you open your eyes and fucking look, so you
open your fucking eyes now. Do I love you? You’re asking me now? (squeals in fear) (both pant) You can open your eyes now. (train rumbles) – What did you see
in the big city? – People trying to get on
with their lives, like me, you, Raven. I just wanted to know
if what he’d done, what we’d done, was important. But all I saw was fear. The same fear I saw back then. And for a moment,
we saw each other. Without any of the show. I left him to it and
caught the train back. – I knew you would. – I knew you knew. – Steven, Mamma’s dead. – Rod… – No, it was gentle and
peaceful, as it should be. (upbeat drum and
piano music fades in) ♪ Feet keep on running,
new light is coming our way ♪ Hands turn to pockets ♪ The blues and the greens
turn to browns and grays ♪ Leaves are falling all around ♪ My feet can barely
touch the ground ♪ Hold tight, it’s time now, ♪ It’s time to turn the
food down to our roots ♪ Don’t run and cry yet ♪ ‘Cause death has never
looked so beautiful ♪ Feet keep on tapping, new
rhythms we’re clapping today ♪ So sweep out your driveway ♪ And hope that a new
life comes your way.

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