(BELL RINGING)
HELEN: Remember your kinetic sculpture's due Friday.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hello. Oh, could you hold on a minute?
Mrs. G., I--I kinda need an extension. Just till Monday.
The--The--The past three nights I've been at work till after midnight,
and tonight I got... Adam.
If I do it for you, I have to do it for everyone. Sorry.
Sorry. Hello.
No.
Jeremy? Oh, my...
How long has it been?
No, not that long.
Oh. Didn't we just graduate from college a couple of years ago?
I did not. You dumped me.
(LAUGHS)
Well, hey. It's a little late for regrets, Jeremy.
JOAN: So, who else blew off trig? JUDITH: Me.
I did. Excuses?
Apathy.
Art project, internship, it made no sense.
You?
Behind The Music marathon.
Grand Funk Railroad. So tragic.
Their manager took all their money,
and now I've never heard of them.
Ah, you know, I just gotta drop some stuff in my locker,
and then we can start putting my sculpture together.
Oh! Wait, I can't.
I have my first appointment with the college counselor today.
He is so scary. He actually licks his lips
when he mentions Princeton.
Yeah, well, I'll be lucky if he mentions college.
Well, you said you'd help.
I mean, I'm already so far behind.
I know, I'm sorry. He's making me spend the afternoon
working on my essay about extracurricular activities,
which I don't have,
unless you count napping.
How about tomorrow?
No. I told you. Tomorrow's my internship.
Right, right. And Thursday I have to cram for history
and finish the trig that I blew off,
working at the bookstore. Friday!
No, it's too late.
I'm not doing anything.
I thought you had your French midterm.
We covered the pluperfect at my last school.
Pas de probleme.
This way at least you get half of Joanith.
You're totally saving my butt.
So let's get to work, slacker.
Bye. Bye.
Interested in a videography project?
It's a chance to document how you see the world.
Uh, fascinating, but no.
It may even fulfill some of that extracurricular stuff
you're lacking, Joan.
So, you work for public television now?
Mmm. I just volunteer.
Sometimes I work the phone banks.
How about it?
Look, you know everything. You know my schedule.
I'm a junior in high school.
I only have time to pee on the weekends.
It's a very stressful time.
Sometimes, taking a step back,
seeing life through the lens lets you see things clearer.
Beats napping.
JOAN: And this is my mom. Mom, say hi.
I burnt my toast.
Joan, will you please stop?
Mom, you look great today.
Are you wearing lipstick?
(SIGHING)
Don't you have to go to school?
You never wear lipstick.
LUKE: Do you have a job interview or something?
JOAN: Oh, wait, wait, wait. Say that again. Say that again. Take two.
Do you have a job interview or something?
For those of you in the audience
who are not watching in Odorama,
Mom is also wearing a very nice perfume today.
Now I know how Sean Penn feels.
Oh! Cut!
Please stop yelling "Cut."
Wardrobe! Dad, I can't shoot you in that sweater.
Everyone will actually think that's what you're like.
It's my lucky sweater. Kevin, we have a 7:30 tee time!
Today I'm gonna play like Tiger Woods.
When he played like Tiger Woods.
Oh, preppy retro. That's working.
JOAN: This is my brother, Kevin Girardi.
Are we ready?
Look at him. He can't wait for me to kick his ass.
HELEN: Well, you--you do remember we have to go over the Bakers' statements today?
Oh, damn it. Later! Kevin and I are playing golf.
I don't have to let the Bakers screw that up, too.
Okay. Ah, I'm sorry.
Hey, you smell good. Got a date?
I am just competing with your true love. It takes effort.
Well, don't feel bad. After golf, you are a very close second.
Let's go, duffer.
(CLICKING TONGUE)
I thought you didn't have any free time.
JOAN: I don't. But...
But I need the extracurricular stuff, and I don't have to make time for this
because it's supposed to be whatever happens,
you know, in the moment.
Oh. And you're stressed.
I'm seeing it.
You will, too, when you look at this.
I--I can't talk to you like this, okay?
Adam. Yes, you can. Just act natural.
That's an oxymoron. The minute you turn on a camera,
you're distorting reality. It's Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle.
You sound like my brother.
Then I will shut up. And I will walk away.
I'll catch you later. Okay?
No, no, no, no, wait. Adam, come on.
I was just trying to take a step backwards. You know?
To document us. Just forget the stress.
I'd love to.
Okay. All right. Okay. So, now just look into the lens,
and just talk about us.
You know? What we mean to each other.
Jane. Oh, come on!
It'll be like Real World: London.
Not Vegas. Vegas is so cheesy.
Jane, look, I'm really fried with all this work, okay?
Hey, Joanith. Say hi to your peeps.
What are you doing?
I'm videoing you videoing Adam.
It's a total post-modern Warhol thing.
God.
I gotta get to class. Okay?
Judith, what are you doing?
I'm doing my piece on Joanith. By shooting him,
I'm focusing on you.
(CAMERA BEEPING OFF)
I was just getting him to open up to me. You scared him off!
Ladies. L-Ladies. Squabble not.
Why don't you just shoot some video of each other?
Freidman!
(BOTH GROANING)
Ahh. Damn it!
MAN: Hey, Chris, you seen my ball?
Well.
You made a nice chip shot on that last hole.
Then I four-putted.
I'm usually a very good putter.
Even as a kid with miniature golf,
the windmill was never a problem.
Do you mind? I'd like to continue to humiliate you.
Take some focus off the fact
that I'm Velcroed to a golf cart.
Maybe you're just a little distracted today.
WILL: Nice, Kev! LUCY: Nice!
So, what is it really? Hmm?
Playing with the boss?
No. Just more lawsuit crap.
I hoped this would take my mind off things.
You know about the case?
I had to ask for some time off when we met with the attorney.
Lucy has been very supportive.
I know how hard this must be for the whole family.
I actually might need some more time.
They say Andy is too unstable to travel,
and we have to go to them for the depositions.
Hmm. Well, come on!
It's a squeeze play. The more you pay for incidentals,
the less money you have to fight the case.
You'd think the chair would be the only thing the jury needs to see.
I know you like your lawyer,
but you want payback, don't you?
You know Chuck Kroner?
I helped out covering a case of his.
Guy would sue his own mother.
Just use my name.
Can we just play some golf?
Absolutely.
I just think these bastards should pay.
Anybody who screws up a man's golf game...
That should be a capital offense.
Sorry. Sorry I'm late. I thought I had this thing.
That was convincing.
What?
The, uh, nervous stutter.
Closely related to lying.
Yeah, uh, ex-nun.
I spent years around guilty Catholics.
Oh. Well, you're wrong this time.
Yeah? 'Cause, um, usually I find that
the initial stutter is a lead-up to the blurt-out.
You know, that thing that you think you can keep in,
but you feel like it's gonna blow if you don't let it out?
Obviously I'm wrong, so, uh, why don't we just discuss
your catechism and, uh, hope that that, uh, cute guy over there
thinks we're talkin' dirty.
(SIGHING)
It's nothing. It's... I just got this call from this guy
that I used to know in college. Jeremy.
He was... You know.
No. I don't.
Uh, by the way, nice blurt-out. Under 10 seconds.
(STAMMERING) Well, he was the first guy that I was serious about.
He's apparently this big artist now,
and he called me up,
and we were gonna go have coffee.
Are you gonna tell him?
Jeremy? Your husband.
Will Girardi. The father of your children, I assume.
It's just coffee,
and men get so irrationally jealous.
Sounds kinda rational to me.
It's been over 20 years.
I mean, for all I know, the guy is, uh,
fat or bald or gay...
Well, he is n-not gay, unless a lot has changed.
Wow.
That was six completely different excuses all in one breath.
Um, aren't we supposed to be studying Genesis?
Right.
(CLEARING THROAT)
So, uh, you wanna start with, uh, Eve and the snake?
LUKE: It has three gigabytes of memory, okay?
As opposed to 1.5 of the...
You've been avoiding me.
Not successfully, it seems.
You said you were gonna tell me how things were going.
Very well for my mother.
She made it through two bottles of wine at dinner.
You keeping your journal?
Yeah. But it's mostly free-form swearing.
Just not the journal type.
You gotta keep at it, Grace.
Remember the Seven C's for dealing with an alcoholic parent.
You can't control it. You can't cure it. You can't feel responsible.
That's not a "C."
The "C" is in the "can't." You know you want to change your life,
or else you wouldn't have gone to the Alateen meeting.
(GROANING) Don't pretend like you know me. You know?
Just because you did some good little deed
doesn't give you the right to get all up in my face.
Okay. I know how weird it is to be photographed,
so I thought I could make it a little easier,
if I just kinda, you know, told you what to do.
How is that a documentary?
I'm supposed to document how I see things. You're a part of that.
I want to show the world what kind of couple we are.
The world?
Okay. Public television.
I know people don't really watch it,
but if I do good at this, we could get free tote bags.
Look, now just walk towards me, and
talk about all the things that you like about us.
Jane, I...
All right, that's good, but with more feeling.
I can't do this. This is totally fake.
Okay, all right. I, uh, I--I get it.
Um, it's hard to be all poetic.
How about we try some action?
Here. I got it. Come here.
Okay. I want you to just come running into the room,
uh, talking about how much you miss me, and then we'll kiss.
Ready?
Okay. When I say go, you run in.
Go.
But I don't usually run to you.
Adam, come on, work with me here. Okay?
Look, just run in. You don't even have to say anything.
Come kiss the camera like you're gonna kiss me. Ready?
And, go. Come in.
Look, I--I--I don't want to be in the movie. Okay?
Can we just leave it at that, please?
Adam, how am I supposed to document the world if you're not in it?
Is this really how you see the world?
Like we're some fake couple?
It's just a video. No, it's not!
It's not. It's you trying to force us
to become something that we're not.
Hey, I wanted you to be real, but you didn't want to do that, either.
You want real? I hate this!
I hate it! Okay? I hate trying to pretend
that we're some happy couple
when--when--when we're so stressed out that we're miserable
even when we're together!
Wow. I should've kept the cameras rolling for that, huh?
Look, Jane, I can't... This is making me crazy. I can't do this.
I gotta go to the design studio.
♪ Gonna let it shine
♪ It's gonna shine ♪
He freaked. I mean, what's that all about?
Relationships don't work.
There's always someone who wants something
that the other person can't deliver.
Yeah, well, I'm just making a stupid video.
Well, maybe he wants one minute where he's not being spied on.
I mean, we're being watched all the time, Girardi.
1984 ring a bell?
Okay, I wasn't even born yet.
The book. "Big Brother is watching." It's happened.
I mean, at ATMs, out on the street, in stores.
And don't even get me started on Carnivore,
a big government computer the size of a football field
that sifts through all of your phone conversations,
all of your e-mails.
And you wonder why some people want to be left alone?
Okay. You seem a little militant even for a militant.
Are you okay? More questions!
See what I mean? End of the world!
Huh.
Speaking of Big Brother.
This was definitely one of your worst ideas.
You didn't like what you saw.
No!
And it created even more stress.
Look, just take the camera back. Okay?
And let them run a documentary where the lions eat the antelopes,
because that would be the same as watching my life.
You've gotta look below the surface.
Sometimes what you see is just a mask for something much deeper.
I mean, the Italian neo-realist filmmakers found truth by...
Shh! Save it, Ebert.
Just keep at it.
They want to use this for their fundraiser drive.
Lost in thought,
Joan ponders her next move.
Ah. To shoot Judith
as she records a life of chaos and confusion.
Where Joanith reigns supreme.
Hey, Judith, I got the mirrors. You ready? Oh. Yeah.
Oh, hey, maybe I--I could help.
I thought you had to see the college counselor again.
Well, can't you wait?
I'm behind.
Chill. I'll take care of him.
JUDITH: Hey! Wait up! Adam.
(BEEPING)
LUKE: Okay, so the object moves because of the kinetic energy
transferred to it by the potential energy created...
Are you listening? No.
Dude. Extra credit. Focus.
I've spent the past three weeks
memorizing Hamlet for Judith.
I have half an act left, and she still thinks I'm a joke.
Freidman.
Friend to friend.
It is an exceptionally absurd way to pursue a woman.
Poetry? Since when?
Well, then I guess it's the incongruous coupling of poetry and you.
Sure. I know what I look like.
But, "Love looks not with the eyes,
"but with the mind, and therefore
"is winged Cupid painted blind."
I really like her, dude. Someday you'll know what I mean.
It's not about the dream of getting naked with her.
Not exclusively.
I just can't forget that kiss, you know?
And every now and then I get this look from her
that's potential.
(BEEPING)
Couldn't stop now if I wanted to.
Like this, okay?
So just break up the rest of the mirrors,
and--and don't make the pieces too small.
Uh, uh, wait. Wait. There's an extra pair of safety glasses over there.
Come on. Where's the fun
if I can't get glass shards in my eye and sue the school?
Okay. Actually helping now.
Wait, wait. Don't cut too deep. Okay? It just breaks apart.
Just so you know I'm the worst at art.
Joan was the one who was always making stuff at Crazy Camp.
Yeah, well, she's off on her video project, isn't she?
I'm sensing you're not a big videography fan.
It's not just that.
Our lives have changed so much, you know.
We--We don't connect, you know?
And I just feel so guilty or
pissed off or a million other things.
So, every time you feel like you're losing her,
you push her away even harder.
I love her. You know?
I mean, you know, that--that's the last thing I want.
JUDITH: The thing about Joan is
no matter how many idiot projects she does,
or how much she drives you crazy,
she actually sticks around.
Even when you try to push her away.
Yeah.
Most people don't do that.
Most people just take off, drive away.
Leave you standing there with no money, no way to get home.
Hang on to her, Adam.
She saved my life this summer.
She already saved mine.
I know.
Then why can't I just see that?
I mean, that's all that matters.
(CAMERA BEEPING OFF)
(KNOCKING)
Hey. Thanks again for yesterday.
My kid had a great time humiliating his old man.
(LAUGHING) And we got to play hooky.
I told 'em I was at the doctor's.
Meeting an Assistant D.A. We're bad.
And I was thinking how good we were.
They, uh, finally gonna make you wear that?
They wanted me in the whole get-up,
the holster, the badge, the decoder ring.
But all contracts are negotiable.
And I didn't want to let my job get in the way of my vanity.
Could I see?
Good call, boss.
Look, I, uh...
I was just wondering.
That attorney you mentioned?
Chuck Kroner?
I don't want to get in the middle of your business.
If you like your attorney,
you should stay... No. I appreciate it.
You said I could use your name?
Absolutely.
Tell him I said hi.
I'm so sorry you have to go through all this crap. You don't deserve it.
Yeah, well, I just wish in the middle of all this mess
something felt right.
It's war.
And that should never feel right.
Thanks.
(FAINT VOICES)
(STATIC CRACKLING)
♪ I'm kneeling on the floor
♪ There has to be a force
♪ Who do I phone
♪ The stars are out and shining
♪ But all I really want to know
♪ Oh, won't you
♪ Show me the way, every day ♪
I gotta clean out this cupboard.
Yeah. Your junk.
Not helping.
I thought you'd be out with Adam and Judith.
Can't I spend a little bit of quality time by myself?
Do I have to be around a million people all the time?
No.
Are you okay?
Are you?
Listening to Peter Frampton?
That's kinda pathetic.
According to Behind The Music his career took a nosedive in 1978.
I was just cleaning out some junk.
You must've been so young then.
Bet you couldn't wait to grow up, huh?
Yeah.
(WILL AND KEVIN LAUGHING)
You were picking up your head. That's why you topped the ball.
I crushed my drive on 16.
Yeah, too bad the fairway wasn't a little wider.
Hey, next Sunday, you and me.
Yeah, you're on.
Look, I, uh...
I got Kroner's number from Lucy.
Oh.
You know, uh, Mom will never agree to it.
HELEN: Agree to what?
A new lawyer.
We have a lawyer. And Tom's a friend.
Yeah. Well, we, uh,
were talking about the case today with Lucy, and...
Why do you discuss our business with her?
Hey, Helen, I work with her.
Things come up. You haven't mentioned it to your nun?
Well,
I can trust her. And Lucy's gonna blab it around the station?
I don't know. Last week she suggested blackmail.
She's trying to help!
This guy Kroner is a great litigator, Mom.
I checked him out at the paper.
And why wouldn't we go into this as strong as possible?
So you two started all this without talking to me first?
Look, it isn't easy for any of us.
Well, apparently, going behind my back is!
And it's so easy for you to be forthcoming?
How long did it take for you to accept the fact
that we even needed a lawyer? Stop! Stop!
We were wrong. Okay?
We were, Dad, but I--I want to meet this guy, and I'd like it
if we were all there.
(CLATTERING)
I think it's really admirable that you want to talk, Grace.
Who said anything about talkin'?
You'd rather talk than make out?
I think you're the one that needs the help, Girardi.
No! I'm not gonna let you use our make-out time
as a cudgel to avoid this issue.
See, this is why I don't talk to anyone.
'Cause now we're all about her.
That stupid fifth "C" Is how the alcoholic is controlling my life.
Well, I'm not gonna let her. Okay? But she already is.
Look at us! Only 'cause you can't get off it!
Okay.
So, let me come over to your house, and we'll hang out.
This conversation is over.
Can't you see what you're letting her do to you?
It's my space. I made the choice. Me.
I think you really believe that you're strong,
but you're more terrified than anyone I know.
Yes.
Oh, yes. Oh, you are a freakin' genius.
Man, it's like there's a million of us in there.
It's so cool.
You really think it's good?
Shut up. You know it's great.
Jane! Hey, come here. Take a look.
I'm late.
I--I can't.
I'm late.
Jane?
Where's the camera?
I can't... I can't look at them anymore.
There's always something more to see, Joan.
Well, first thing we gotta do is work on the story.
The story? It's all in the statement.
Forget the statement. It's too soft.
Who did precisely what, when, to who.
It's all a big "Who cares?"
We need to paint a picture.
Hmm? The accident was horrible.
Awful.
Some drunken bastard turned you into a cripple.
We prefer the term "disabled."
Absolutely. Me, too. My point being,
we have to show how this guy ruined your life.
Kevin's made a good life for himself.
Really? Is this what you expected? Be honest.
Is this the life you'd hoped to live?
You wanna win this case? We have to show them the pain,
show the tears.
Your mother having to wash you.
The family destroyed. And in the court,
you will sit at the end of the table
where every minute, the jury can look over
and they can see how that drunken bastard
turned you into a cripple.
Okay. I've heard enough.
How dare you talk to us like this.
You're angry! This is good!
I am gonna make the jury hate that kid
as much as you hate me right now.
Okay, this is over. Mom, it's spin.
It's a way for us to win.
This isn't a game where somebody wins.
Nobody's gonna win. Ever.
Now, maybe that's the way it's supposed to be,
because if this is somebody's fault,
then that means the accident could've been prevented.
We could've done something.
And then
it wasn't just an act of God.
And it was.
It was an act of God.
JUDITH: That's our school eagle.
At night, it comes alive,
and devours the D students!
(MOCK LAUGHTER)
No offense, Freidman,
but the flowers make you look a little like
a guy who carries flowers.
They're for you.
What Ophelia carried.
Daisies are for faithfulness,
fennel, flattery, and rosemary for remembrance.
Hamlet only appeared to be mad, you know?
I'm sorry that I keep canceling.
Well, you're very sweet,
but I know how busy you are, too.
Yeah, it was simpler and freer.
Now there's just not a minute, is there?
Yeah. Just one day, no responsibility,
no disappointment.
Sure. Tomorrow.
Bye.
JOAN: That's good. Angry Grace. Something I recognize. How about a rant?
Identity chips that were secretly implanted at birth.
That's true.
Okay. Okay. How about, um,
b-barcodes. Why don't you give me a little bit of that magic?
Come on! Dude!
Could you not? What's the biggie?
How about you leave a little bit of my life for me, okay?
Whoa! Somebody went off her meds.
Want to tell the world why you're so pissed off?
Just back the hell off!
What is your problem?
You and Adam! That's my problem!
What are you talking about? I was taking care of him.
More like jumped all over him.
I can't believe I ever thought you were a friend.
You are a cold, selfish... Hey, lay off her, Jane.
Oh, I'm sorry! You don't want her feelings getting hurt?
How touching! You think I'd ever
make a move on your boyfriend?
Did I miss something? I saw you!
I have it on video!
You are such a psychopath!
Cut it out, Joan, stop.
You're my best friend!
You just used me to steal a life because you don't have one!
I really thought you were different!
(STUDENTS JEERING)
You think I'm just some selfish bitch?
Fine!
Why disappoint you?
(CROWD EXCLAIMING)
(CROWD CLAMORING)
ADAM: Stop it!
What is going on? Girls!
Enough. Stop it.
Joan, stop!
I will not tolerate fighting in my school. You stop...
(BOTH YELLING)
Stop it!
I'm not taking the heat for this one.
Yeah, she's a real angel
of darkness.
Quiet.
Mr. Freidman has kindly supplied us with video evidence
of the altercation. All for your protection.
Is this gonna happen during our lifetime?
JUDITH: Hey, Joanith, say hi to your peeps.
Sorry.
So, every time you feel like you're losing her,
you push her away even harder.
I love her.
We're not here to watch a soap opera.
Hang on to her, Adam.
She saved my life this summer.
ADAM: She already saved mine.
JUDITH: I know.
Then why can't I just see that? Uh, Ms. Girardi.
Wait. Stop.
That's all that matters.
Any last requests, Ms. Girardi?
♪ Well, you walked into the room
♪ I could see you really knew how to dance
♪ The way you looked ♪
Speak, creep.
LUKE: I like it. It's, uh...
It's a little tidier than I thought it'd be.
I'm not tidy. I just
thought you should be able to walk in here, that's all.
That's nice. Thanks.
"Nice." "Tidy." Do you have a death wish?
Oh, dude!
Splash. The original Beanie Baby.
That's the first inflationary bubble of our lifetime.
My mom stood in line at 5:00 in the morning to get the second run.
It opened my eyes to the dangers of capitalism.
I have Pinchers. The lobster?
Originally released under the name Punchers.
Retired in 1987, which briefly inflated the price to over $5,000.
A classic lesson that any economic system
is subject to the whims of human emotion.
And easily exploited by the rapacious elite.
The cool calculation of science
meets the heated imprecision of economic theory.
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR CLOSING)
WOMAN: Grace, I'm home! I'll sneak out the window.
No. Stay.
(GRUNTS)
They never think
somebody else is gonna have to clean it up.
Yeah, well, I'm that somebody else for a week.
Uh, price is tough,
but you did go a little over the line, Joan.
You said to look below the surface.
I tried. But I was wrong about everything.
Well, perception depends on how you see,
not just what you see.
You know, white light contains all the colors of the rainbow,
but you'd never know it unless you change the way you look at it.
They were hugging.
Okay? That's all I saw.
Just...
It hurt so much.
And it stopped you from seein' all the colors.
So there was no light.
There was just
so much coming at me, you know?
I know.
Just make sure you take it all in.
Let yourself be dazzled, Joan.
Gimme a rag.
♪ When are you going to be free
♪ When are you going to fly
I'm off.
As long as you're goin' out, I thought I'd get rid of some of these bills.
I can do them later.
After today, you don't need to be any more depressed.
I shouldn't be late.
Oh, it's supposed to rain. You should take an umbrella.
Okay.
♪ Baby, don't cry
♪ Don't cry
♪ You still got time
(THUNDER CRASHING)
♪ You're waiting for beautiful
♪ You're waiting for bliss
♪ Oh, baby
♪ You're waiting for wonderful
♪ Yeah, you know, all the time you're missing
Hi.
Oh, no.
I can't make it.
Yeah. I--I know.
It would be nice,
but the thing is I can't.
I don't want to.
You don't have to understand.
Bye, Jeremy.
Somethin' wrong? No. I just...
I...
♪ Baby, you'll fly
I would just rather be home.
♪ Still got time, baby
♪ You're waiting for beautiful
♪ You're waiting for bliss
♪ Baby
♪ You're waiting for wonderful ♪
Hey.
You can, uh, throw me out if you want. I'll understand.
I just
don't know how you could've thought what you did.
Well, it just seemed like
you were saying we were such a drag.
Things are changing so fast.
I didn't know who we were, and--and--and having a video of that.
I don't know. I couldn't handle it.
Are these all of you?
My mom and I used to take 'em all the time.
I haven't looked at 'em since she died.
I'll watch 'em with you.
YOUNG ADAM: Mommy, say hi to the camera.
Hi, honey.
Look what Mommy's doin'.
I'm watering the strawberries,
and our beautiful flowers.
Here, give that to me.
I want to get a shot of my little artist.
There he is.
Why don't you show me your pictures?
Which one's... YOUNG ADAM: For you. It's Mr. Lemonhead.
I see. He is so beautiful.
I love you so much, baby. I love you, too.
(ADAM'S MOTHER LAUGHING)
Can I get a picture of Adam and Mommy?
What do you say? Say hi.
What are you gonna show me now?
What's that? Oh, that's the dinosaur.
And what's the dinosaur do?
YOUNG ADAM: He bites you.
Here, put him down. Put him down on the ground.
(ADAM'S MOTHER GROWLING)
Dinosaur walk.
♪ So near
♪ And so apart
♪ So near
♪ And so apart
♪ So near
♪ And so apart ♪