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(opera song)
- Mr. Lauddem... Mr. Lauddem.
(indistinct overlapping chatter)
- I have the last one.
- Oh, hey! - How are you?
- Hi. - Fantastic.
- ... that put himself out and down.
- ... I certainly can't. - I seem to be blacklisted.
- Oh, my goodness.
- I wonder if I go to her New Year's party...
- Did you hear Sumera's story about getting caught
on Shelter Island?
- Yes, I know, and it was horrifying
because there are absolutely no charging stations.
- Oh my God. I don't think anyone really talks about it.
All these stories are coming from that party.
You're terrible.
(music continues in distance)
(breathing shakily)
(woman whispers): Steven?
Steven?
St...
You're doing it again.
- It relaxes me.
- Steven, Duftin Haverford is here.
- You mean Dustin.
- No, Duftin. Duftin Haverford.
He's the head of the board of the Troika Opera Space.
I think you should say hello. - I can't.
- Why? Just tell him you're making progress.
(overlapping) - I wanna go home.
- Do you want to keep the commission?
- Of course, I do. - Mr. Haverford!
Eye contact.
Hello, so nice to meet you. I'm Patricia Jessup-Lauddem.
I just wanted to introduce you to my husband.
- Steven Lauddem. - Hello.
- I was hoping we'd see you here.
It's wonderful to meet you at last. Duftin Haverford.
I've been a long-time admirer of your work.
- Thank you. - Uh, this is Frank Hall.
He's our newest board member. - So nice to meet you.
- It's a pleasure to meet you. - Yes, Frank.
- How's the new opera coming along?
- You know, okay. - It's marvelous.
- Pretty good. Great, great.
- We had discussed
seeing a first draft of the score in two weeks.
- Two weeks. - That still all right?
- That... That should be okay, right?
- Is he alright?
He had a total breakdown
after his last opera, five years ago.
Disappeared. Stopped being able to compose,
deep depression. Very deep.
Then...
well, if she was my therapist, I'd marry her too.
(laughing)
(soft piano music)
(birdsong)
- I wonder if we'll look different after...
(camera shutter clicks)
(camera whirs)
(upbeat rhythmic music)
(music continues, muffled)
(music plays loudly)
- I think I was in just like complete auto pilot.
- Oh, I'm doing this all wrong.
- What? Bro you could have called me.
(indistinct chatter)
- Ladies. - Hey, Trey!
- Hi, Mr. Ruffa. - Hi, Mr. Ruffa.
- How was the battle?
- It went very well. Thanks for asking.
- Oh, my God.
- Here we go. - Who won?
- Very funny. You girls should join me
one of these days. It'd behoove you
to learn some history.
- I'll wear a bonnet, I'm not proud.
- They have free pie, right?
- I'm not going unless you give me a musket.
- Ugh, the barrels of those muskets were filthy today.
- Really? - These new idiots
love to say they'd have been that way historically...
whereas, in actual fact, they were cleaned every night.
(distant siren wailing)
They're just lazy.
Pass the buns to the right.
- Okay, but why?
- You always pass food to the right.
It avoids confusion.
Aren't you chilly in that?
- No. - Put your sweatshirt on.
It's making me cold just looking at you.
(sighs)
I need to be at the courthouse early tomorrow.
Six forty-five AM departure.
- That's fine.
- Are you working tomorrow, babe?
- I'll pack Tereza's lunch tonight.
- Big case? - Parental kidnapping.
Woman without custody absconded with her son to Arkansas
and the... the father pressed charges.
Looks like she's going down.
- How did they find her?
- Well... Once a serious charge is made,
you'd be surprised how fast we can lock down the roads.
(slow, gently melody)
- Yes, yes, yes, yes... and then I think the act break
is right after this scene. (laughing)
What?
- I can't do this.
- What do you mean?
- I can't get inside it.
- Again?!
You loved this idea.
- I wanted to love it.
- That tears it.
(exhales deeply)
Steven I have to tell you something.
- What?
- I've had another offer.
- From who?
- Rafe Gundel. - Rafe...
Rafe Gundel!
Do you hate me?
Hey, Doc. - Mm-hmm.
- I know it's Thursday, but...
I was thinking tonight could be a good night
for sex night. Possibly.
- Ooh...
It is an interesting idea. But you know...
Thursdays.
(vacuum whirring)
(vacuum stops)
- No, turn it back on. (vacuum whirs)
(singing vacuum note): On...
G flat.
(vacuum stops)
- Morning, sweetie. - Morning.
Has anybody moved this?
- No honey, of course not.
- It's definitely closer to the window.
- What is that?
- Sort of a new take on passive cooling and heating.
We adopted the idea from a Sub-Saharan ant.
And they have these little special hairs
so that they can deflect heat.
Super cool, but I don't have time to explain.
- Amazing. - Honey before you go,
I had an idea about the Harvard essay.
- Oh, I'm not applying there. - Since when?
- I don't like the program.
- Well, I... I think that we should...
- Mom relax. - I know, but...
- I know what I'm doing.
- See you guys. - What, no breakfast?
- No. I need to get there early. - Okay.
(sighs)
- How is he so decisive?
- Well, he's a lot like his father.
- Douglas was decisive?
- He was an ocular surgeon.
Okay honey, I have a patient. - What's this one for?
- I'm starting you on fish oil.
- It's not gonna get me fish burps, is it?
- It says no fish burps!
- Ooh...
- Mom! Mom! I heard you. I'm gonna put the AC unit in.
And it's gonna stay in this time, okay.
I'm not gonna put it in and take it out if it gets cold.
- What?
(in foreign language): Check this again.
- Oh... Yeah. You're right.
- If you just turn it off and then when it gets hot,
you turn it back on again. - See you later!
- Bye-bye, Momma.
- I know. I love you too.
I gotta go. I gotta go bye.
What you got there? - Um, science project.
- That's it? - Oh, no...
We have a Canva presentation, and we have a model.
- If you went to Saint Athanasius,
you could sleep another hour every morning,
and walk to school.
- You know they wouldn't let me skip any grades.
- Maybe they were right.
You're gonna be a baby in college now.
- I'll be 17!
- There's more than one kind of smart, Tereza.
Book smart is good, but you need to develop
a little suspicion about people.
- I am suspicious.
What, you don't think I'm suspicious?
- Please remember to check tissue supply
in office closet p-- (Steven): Ah, God...
- Honey? - Oh, my God.
- Oh honey, what's the matter?
- Anton just texted me he's really gone. I'm finished.
- Oh, I'm... (door bell ringing)
(computerized voice): Ground floor.
- Please come in. I'll be right down.
Do you know what you need? - A librettist.
- You need to take a walk.
- C'mon, Doc, I walked I walked Levi
15 minutes ago. - I don't mean around the block,
you need to get lost, Steven.
- I hate getting lost. - Okay, I don't mean get lost.
I mean meander.
You need to jolt your brain out of its little rat pattern.
Interact with a stranger.
Alright? - I don't like strangers.
(whistling)
- C'mon. C'mon, boy.
I know what I'm doing.
Alright.
- Well, how 'bout I wait, then you can come with me?
- Good boy. Oh, if I come, I'll make all the decisions.
Good boy.
If you feel like turning left, you can turn left.
If you feel like turning right, you turn right.
I will be here with my phone on in case of an emergency.
And...
It's good. You need this.
Have fun.
Okay.
(traffic whirring)
- He doesn't... - He wants to go. Go on. Go on.
Good Boy. Good boy. There you go. Okay.
Bye.
(soft piano music)
(birds chirping)
- We going that way?
(indistinct chatter)
(indistinct overlapping chatter)
I bet every one of these people
has a story for an opera in them, Levi.
(indistinct chatter)
(seagulls squaking)
- So, our project is gonna be on the Saharan silver ants.
And how we can use biomimicry to improve solar panel design.
- These ants have evolved
this very cool way to be day foragers.
- The ants use their triangular shaped hairs
to reflect the heat in multiple directions.
- Using biomimicry,
we would have this hyper reflective
material overlayed
which would decrease our need
for external cooling like air conditioning.
(indistinct chatter)
I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life.
- Ugh... Okay, Levi, I have to pee.
We can't all just go wherever we want, you know.
You stay here. Be a good boy.
Five minutes. Five minutes.
Hi.
Hi. Uh. Whiskey water.
- What kind? I got Jamesons, Ballantine, Wild Turkey...
- Jameson.
Uh, Ballantine. Uh...
Jameson.
Please.
(bottle clinking)
It's warmer out. Cold still, but it's...
I like the cold weather, though.
- It keeps the mind sharp.
- I eat more, though. In the cold weather.
- I eat more all year.
- Oh yeah, what do you normally have for breakfast?
- Toast.
- I just read you can get Hepatitis from that.
- What?
- Communal nuts.
- I... I didn't see you there.
- Well, here I am.
You off work?
- Yeah, kind of.
Yeah you?
- Yeah, got the day off, so kickin' back.
- That's good.
(sighs)
What do you do?
- I operate a tugboat.
- You operate a tugboat?
- You thought they just putted around by themselves?
- Oh, no. I just didn't... I wasn't expecting that.
(woman chuckles)
Wow.
Where do you live?
- On the boat.
Based in Baton Rouge at the moment,
but I'm everywhere.
- What brings you to Brooklyn?
- Just towed a barge from Jackson.
- Oh, yeah?
What was on the barge?
- Salt. Grit.
Airplane parts, shower curtains.
Pretty much anything you can point a finger at
has been on a barge at one point or another.
And now I can relax and take a day.
- What... What are you gonna do?
- After this beer, I'm going straight out
to buy some luxury shampoo.
- Yeah.
- What about you?
What are you doing in a bar at 11 o'clock in the morning?
- Oh, umm I'm...
I'm trying to break some patterns.
It's a long story. - I'm breaking patterns too.
- Oh, yeah? - Mm-hmm.
Well, trying to. - That's good.
- What do you do? - Composer.
- A composter?
(Steven chuckles) - No, composer.
- Oh. What kind of music?
- Opera.
- Oh, you mean like... Ahh...
- Yes.
(singing): Yes...
(woman chuckles)
I'm suffering from a temporary blockage at the moment, though.
- That's too bad.
- Ever since I was a little kid,
I wasn't good at anything but music,
and now, I'm not even good for that. So...
I teach composition too.
But I'm taking the semester off while I... write.
(stammers) How long you been a tug captain?
- A long time.
- Whad'ya gotta do to become a tug captain?
- My family was in tugs growing up and then, um...
After my illness, I...
- What? What... illness?
- Want to see my boat? - No, thanks.
That's crazy. I can't do that.
Yeah, okay.
(woman): Here she is! You gotta put this on.
(gentle music)
I got him.
I got you.
(clicking tongue)
You want the royal treatment?
(clicking tongue)
I grew up on this tug.
My dad rebuilt it.
Growing up, I was a deck hand,
But... (chuckles)
... hated living on the boat.
(chuckles)
All I wanted to do was live on dry land
and not smell like diesel.
Then my dad had an accident.
See this axe?
(Levi whimpers)
This is cut the line in case of an emergency.
Axes all over the boat. Little good it did him.
- Sorry. - Can I show you around?
(birds tweeting)
This is the galley.
Alright, we have to be kind of quiet.
'Cause the crew's asleep.
- How many people in your crew?
- Ah... three to six, depending.
Right now there's the engineer, that's Pete.
He was in jail for a stretch.
- For what?
- Murder, but you'd never know it.
He's the best.
And then there's Dess, and there's Rory.
The mate and the... deckhand.
(organ playing)
Shh! Shh! My God. (laughing)
(whispering): That's Aunt Moxie's.
That's my father's sister.
She cooks and all.
Isn't she a bombshell?
Want to see the wheel house?
You better tie up Levi.
- Come here, bud.
Sorry, buddy.
(birds tweeting)
- It's right up here.
- How long are the shifts?
- Six hours on, six hours off.
Switch off with the mate.
But since I live here... always doing something.
- And you run this whole thing, huh?
That's a responsibility.
- Yeah... Yeah, you gotta be on your game.
In the wrong hands, this tug is a deadly weapon.
It's 80 tons of steel.
Life or death.
I'm an owner-operator.
Katrina is not part of a big corporation.
Let's say you need to get some scrap metal to Texas.
You can't fly it, you can't truck it.
You need a tug.
Sometimes I work for the navy
hauling scrap.
My sister and me shared this bunk.
But, um... it's double sized.
Three more berths for the crew.
(door creaks)
If need be, I could sleep up to 12.
(inhaling)
I love vanilla.
- It certainly is pungent.
- I have to remember to rest.
- And what exactly are you recovering from?
If you don't mind my asking.
- I'm addicted to romance.
- Well, isn't everybody?
- It's a recognized syndrome.
- But isn't it considered healthy these days
for women to rut like men?
(Katrina chuckles) - No.
This isn't just sleeping around. And...
It's pretty bad.
I've been arrested for stalking.
Had to go to rehab.
And, uh...
I'm not supposed to be doing this.
(laughing)
Going to a bar,
taking a guy back to the boat is a real no no.
But I just really couldn't help myself
because you're very handsome.
- So you went to the bar today specifically so you could...
- Meet someone. - ... meet someone.
- Well. It's been a real revelation
meeting you today, Katrina. I...
- Oh... - I should get out more often.
- That's what this-- - Why don't I make you
a cup of tea? It's just one cup of tea.
- Ah...
- And then off with you.
Back to the opera that you're not writing.
(Steven chuckles)
- Sure, okay.
- Okay, stay right there. I'll bring it in.
- Okay.
(door creaks)
(Steven groans)
Uh, I usually have a salami sandwich, by the way.
If you're interested. - What?
- For breakfast.
I heard you ask the bartender.
- Wow.
(door creaks)
Oh, thank you.
What is that?
- It's fennel.
- Oh, yeah. Mm-hmm.
- I love this cabin.
Sometimes I look around and I...
can't believe how lucky I am to have this life.
You haven't looked at me yet.
- Yes, I have. - Not in the eyes.
(soft music)
Wait.
(soft opera music)
- Well, let's go back to what we know.
- Bruna got very upset with me this morning.
She said I... hung up my towel too crumpled.
- Mmm.
How did that make you feel?
- Guilty.
Angry.
I... I keep imagining you naked.
I thought that was going to go away eventually.
- Transference comes and goes.
- Is it... like, if I'm seeing you naked
in an indoor setting versus an outdoor setting in my mind.
I don't know if you want to hear more details about...
these images.
- No. - Okay.
That's fair. - Thank you.
- I'll just give it a minute.
- Oh.
- Okay, it passed.
- Ahh...
Ooh...
You could stay with me on the tug next time I dock here.
- I don't think that's a good idea.
- What do you mean?
- Um...
This is unrealistic.
(clears throat) Yeah.
If you're gonna get better,
I think you need to see things as they really are.
Yeah. - Oh yeah?
You know how you feel about me.
You just can't admit it to yourself.
- Hello.
- That's my dog.
- Okay.
I can't believe that actually happened, Levi!
I mean, she seduced me, right? She's a witch!
(seagulls squawking)
(humming)
(tugboat horn blaring)
(Levi barking) Oh, my God!
(dramatic instrumental music)
(soft opera vocals)
(piano accompaniment)
♪ I have to remember to rest ♪
♪ And what is your illness ♪
(dramatic piano music)
♪ I'm addicted to romance ♪
♪ I go to different cities ♪
♪ In my little boat ♪
- Okay, I... stop!
I know, I know, I know...
I know. Sorry.
Can we just take it back from my little boat
and this time can you sing it a bit more staccato?
Like my lit-le bo-oh-oh-oat!
Thank you.
(dramatic piano music)
♪ In my lit-le bo-oh-oat ♪
Oh, she's smudging the syncopation.
- I am not smudging the syncopation!
(groans) - Yeah.
- Steven, if you could let her get through the scene.
- I know. I know.
It's just a part of me.
She isn't like that.
- Who isn't? - Sandy. Your character.
- She exists?
- No, of course not, I made her up.
- Okay, so am I allowed to interpret her?
- Yes.
But you're playing her far too obviously dangerous
when in fact, she has a sunny, deadpan way of talking.
- Sunny but deadpan. - Yes, kind of sour.
But underneath, she's humorous.
She sees the world as absurd. (chuckles)
But she appreciates the little things.
- I thought she was a crazed murderess
who lures men into her tugboat
and kills them and eats them.
- Yes, she is a crazed murderess.
Absolutely. But she's also all these other things.
She has a way of seeing things that...
It's just not real.
But if you ever met her,
you'd just think she was just a normal woman.
- Okay, so why don't we take it from bar 26?
Thanks, Steven. Thank you.
(dramatic piano music)
♪ I go to different cities ♪
♪ In my lit-le bo-oh-oat ♪
- No! No! God, see...
No! No! (muffled groan)
Ah... No. No boat.
Alright, I'm sorry. I'm gonna sit. I'm gonna sit.
It's just...
When she hits that F,
it just needs to be filled with longing.
Not like she's cleaning a counter with germ killer!
- Susan. - Yes, yes, yes.
Yes...
- I can't sing with him here. - I know.
He's a very fragile person.
- I'm fragile too. - I know.
I know and I'm gonna take care of it. I promise.
Get some tea.
Steven, you have to give her the room--
- I know. - ...to find her way.
- I know, I just...
I see so clearly how it needs to sound.
And she's not getting it.
She's not hitting it.
- Okay. Okay.
Listen, Steven, come with me. Come with me.
Guys... everyone, take a break.
Listen, it's kind of amazing we even got her for this.
- I know. I know that.
- Okay, you have to trust her, Steven.
And you have to trust me.
- I do trust you.
What makes you think that I don't trust you, Susan?
(Susan sighs) - Here's the deal.
(door opens)
You have to stop coming to rehearsals, Steven.
You wrote a brilliant opera. Now let us put it on.
(traffic whirring, sirens wailing)
- I know it hasn't been very long but uh...
I just wanted to let you know how happy
I am with how things are going. (clears throat)
Oh, uh... I'm giving away
everything in those bags over there.
So, if you see anything you like, feel free to take it.
- Thank you Dr. Jessup-Lauddem, I will look after work.
- Please call me Patricia.
- Oh, yes! Sorry. Patricia.
You are young to have a son this age.
- Uh, yeah.
Yes, he was a surprise in my second year in med school.
- But you didn't leave the studies.
- No, I just stopped sleeping for a couple years.
But, you know...
We were lucky. My parents didn't want, um...
Anyway, it doesn't matter now.
My grandmother was wonderful
and she took us in.
Me, Julian and Julian's dad. And...
We um... got to...
Yeah.
She left me this house, actually.
(Patricia clears throat)
You were raised Catholic? - Yes
- Yeah, I was admiring your madonna pendant.
- It's sentimental. My aunt, she gave me that.
I'm not so religious.
But I suppose when you are raised Catholic,
it doesn't go away so easy.
- My mother was Catholic,
my father was Jewish. And I...
I mean I was confirmed and I-I went
to Catholic boarding school.
(Patricia scoffs, chuckles)
I used to love peeking into the sisters' cells.
Talk about no clutter.
You know... It's kind of funny.
For me, the whole no clutter thing.
It's more than just...
neatness, it's like...
It's like a spiritual cleanliness.
- Cleanliness is close to Godliness!
- Oh... I love cleaning. (chuckles)
Sometimes when my patients are talking,
I imagine getting inside their heads with a really big
bottle of disinfectant and just scrubbing them down.
Can I leave these here for you? - Yes.
- Alright, I have a patient.
So, help yourself to anything in the fridge.
Oh! She had to cancel. Let's clean together.
(soft piano music)
- Hi.
- Hi, sweetheart.
Magdalena this is Tereza, Julian's girlfriend.
Okay, well there is loads of fruit cut up in the fridge.
And Tereza, I found your favorite rice pudding.
- Um...
Patricia, that's my mom.
- What?
- Yes, she's my daughter.
- Oh...
- Mom, this is Julian.
- Hi.
- Would anybody like some tea?
- How does she know you so well?
She knows your favorite snack? You call her Patricia?
And I don't even know that you have a boyfriend?!
- I was afraid to tell you.
I wonder why. - Are you sleeping with him already?
- I didn't say that!
- I have to quit this job. - No, you don't.
- I can't, we need the money. - Trey has a job.
- I will never become dependent on a man again.
So tell me, how do I clean this woman's toilet
when my daughter is the girlfriend of her son?
- Mom, I'm sorry.
I love Julian.
- You don't know what you feel. You are a child.
- You can't tell me what I feel!
- You're 16. You think you are in love?
You're not doing the same mistake I made.
- I was the mistake you made.
- You weren't the mistake, Tereza.
The mistake was that I left my studies.
You cannot let anything distract you from your work.
- I'm not.
- Is Julian sending you to the college?
He is a decent boy I guess,
but his parents will pay for his education.
You need a scholarship, Tereza.
Please. Don't be so serious with him.
I was so much like you.
When you are young you think all your promise is your right.
When you are talented,
the world will give you what you deserve.
But it's not like that.
It's so easy that everything gets taken away from you.
You have no idea.
(intriguing piano music)
(piano music continues)
- So...
Not too long till you guys hear out about colleges.
You nervous? (Julian sighs)
- I think I burned out my anxiety coil.
I'm just waiting.
- What are you going to major in, do you know?
- Environmental engineering.
- Julian and I are gonna be futurists.
- How's that?
- We just...
Aim to collaborate on projects that solve basic human problems,
like renewable sources of energy.
- Or engine design.
- There will be a lot of jobs of this kind of thing.
- Maybe, maybe not.
- There better be or else the whole world will burn down.
- Yeah.
- I, uh, I never went to college myself
and I make more than most guys I know who did.
- What do you do?
- Here, today's paper. I haven't looked at it
Read that as fast as you can.
Tereza... - Mm-hmm.
- Set the timer.
Go on. Fast as you can.
- Looks like the fire department is going to teach--
- Faster. - ...a new dog some old tricks.
The FDNY announced on Monday that they will add--
- Faster. - ...three new robotic dogs
to search and rescue services.
- The dogs created by engineering firm PCL Dynamics
are controlled remotely by a live operator.
They'll be implemented into the force in the coming weeks.
The robotic K9's will also be able to detect potential
gas leaks and determine structural integrity
of buildings during fires or collapse.
(alarm ringing)
- So you're a stenographer?
- Court reporter.
Same difference.
- Aye, aye, aye.
- No mistakes. - Wow.
- How can we tell that you haven't made
any mistakes, though? We don't understand short hand.
- I never lie. That's how you tell.
- I've never seen anyone move their fingers that fast.
- And I know just about enough legaleze
to represent myself in court, should the need arise.
Sometimes when I'm typing in court,
it's all I can do to stop myself
from saying to one of the lawyers,
don't you want to object here? (chuckles)
- You must see some really interesting cases.
- Some dark facts have passed through these ears.
And I don't forget anything, unfortunately.
- This cake is delicious.
- Have more. - Sure.
- We shouldn't have done this on a school night, huh?
Now you'll have homework deep into the night.
- Guess I better get going. Um...
Can I help you with the dishes? - No, no.
- Okay, well, thank you.
It was nice meeting you. - Nice to meet you too.
- Thank you for having me. - Thank you, bye.
(soft music)
(birds chirping)
- This way?
(door opens)
- Need help with dinner?
- I don't feel like cooking. Pizza. Sandwiches.
I am not hungry.
- What? What happened?
- Maybe I shouldn't be so upset, but...
I can't help it.
Am I being stupid?
- How old is Julian?
- Eighteen. He just had his birthday.
- I wish you hadn't have shown me these, Magdalena.
- I know it's hard to see her like this.
We think of her as a little girl.
- You know what this is?
This could be probable cause.
- What is "probable cause?"
- Reasonable grounds for pressing a charge.
- A charge?
- The definition for statutory rape is,
"penetration, however slight".
- But Tereza consented to this sex.
- A minor can't legally consent.
- Trey,
I showed you this as a partner.
This is a family problem.
- And you expect me to stand by
and let a crime be perpetrated
on my own daughter by that guy?
- What does it mean, "that guy"?
- You know what I mean.
- She is not your daughter.
- Oh, okay, so she's not my daughter now.
I legally adopted her, remember that little detail?
We may not be married, but I am her father.
- Come on, Trey.
Just pretend you didn't see the photos.
Promise me.
They would never prosecute such a case anyway.
It's boyfriend and girlfriend.
- I recorded a case just like this
three years ago and the boy went to jail.
(opera vocals)
(instrumental music)
♪ I have to remember to rest ♪
♪ And what is your illness ♪
(dramatic music)
♪ I'm addicted ♪
♪ To romance ♪
♪ I go to different cities ♪
♪ In my little bo-oh-oh-oat ♪
♪ And sometimes I can't help myself ♪
♪ I go to bars and find men and then bring them home ♪
♪ I thought I was cured ♪
♪ But you ♪
♪ You ♪
♪ You are irresistible ♪
(gasping softly)
♪ I must go ♪
♪ I have a family ♪
♪ Let me go ♪
♪ You are so lovely ♪
♪ Don't let me scare you ♪
♪ Just one cup of tea ♪
♪ Have a little cup of tea ♪
(vocalizing)
(crowd cheering, applauding)
- Bravo!
(crowd whistling)
(cheering, applause)
(cheering)
(whistling)
Bravo!
- The music! Oh, the music!
- It's a female Sweeney Todd.
- This is my wife, Maxine.
- The demented tugboat captain
who lures men into her tugboat
and kills them and eats them! I fucking loved it.
- She hates everything.
- And she is a sex and love addict?
From Baton Rouge? How did you come up with that?
- Uh, the character...
she came to me... when I was taking a walk.
- What an imagination you have. - Holy shit, Steven.
- What a mind. - Amazing!
You remember Raef Gundel?
- Oh, hello Raef. - When you threw Anton out,
we all thought you'd lost it again.
- What? Threw him out.
I did not throw you out, exactly.
- Oh, you most certainly did!
- But, you snake, you fuckin' conquered it all by yourself.
You're hard core. Chapeau.
- Steven.
- What? - I can't believe it.
I was really...
angry at you for leaving like that.
And now it turns out I'm your muse?! I... just...
Oh, Steven, I'll never leave you.
I mean, I know you're a vulnerable person,
I know you're scared.
I am going to be so gentle with you.
I know we have to go slow.
I'm based here now.
- You're... you what?
- I'm based in Brooklyn.
We can see each other all the time.
- Oh, God, okay.
Um...
Will you excuse me for one moment?
(breathing heavily) Oh, God.
(groans)
- I'm just so happy for him.
- Mom, you have dirt on your forehead.
- Oh, no, no, no. Uh...
It's Ash Wednesday, I went to church.
- You went to church?
- Yeah, I was just...
...an impulse. You know?
I used to go every year when I was in Catholic school.
We would give up chocolate for Lent,
and then we would just gorge ourselves at Easter.
- What'd you give up this year,
shopping for black pencil skirts?
- No, I should have thought of that.
(chuckles)
- What? You don't eat sugar,
so it can't be chocolate.
- Lying.
(chuckles)
- How much do you even lie?
- Oh... Um...
Do you see Steven?
(whirring)
- Okay, um...
(chuckles)
Ah! Ha!
(sighs)
(distant sirens wailing)
(suspenseful music)
(distant laughter)
- We never talked about how you feel that Tereza's mother
is the new cleaning lady.
- It's fine.
- Why is everything "fine" with you these days?
- I don't know. - You know you don't have
to hide your feelings from me.
We used to talk about everything.
- Okay. It's...
bizarre
and embarrassing that Tereza's mother
is our cleaning lady.
- What should I do? - Nothing.
Two opposite things can be true at the same time, Mom.
I mean, yes, it's weird,
but it's also fine, because it's not gonna change
anything between me and Tereza.
See.
- I like Tereza, so much but...
But your frontal lobe
doesn't fully develop until you are 25.
That's the decision-making part of your brain.
- Just cause you messed up your first love,
doesn't mean I'm going to.
- I didn't mess it up, Daddy died.
- He moved out, then he died.
- I think we would have reconciled.
We had a very intense physical relationship.
- Mom! - Well, it's the truth.
(indistinct chatter)
(panting)
Hi, honey.
Call me, okay? I need to make sure you're okay.
(door slams)
(suspenseful piano music)
(panting)
- Oh...
- Steven?!
Steven?
(Steven groaning)
(sighs)
It was a total triumph and you ran away.
- No standing ovation though.
It would have been nice to blow 'em away.
- Oh, honey, you did.
(Julian): Well, I thought it was beautiful.
- You did? - Yeah, man, it was crazy good.
You should be really proud.
Night, guys.
(Patricia): Night, honey.
I just want you to get some pleasure
out of your life, Steven.
You only have one, you know.
- I know.
I had an anxiety attack.
- Oh...
Oh, honey.
Why didn't you just come and get me?
What's going on? Did something happen?
- I'm not sure.
- You're not sure if something happened?
- Um, well...
(water pouring)
- Did someone say something to upset you?
- Um...
Well....
- Okay. Here's what we're gonna...
- Oh!
Damn it! - Sorry, Doc!
- Steven! - I'm sorry!
- C'mon! - I...
- Just c'mon!
It's the one thing. One thing! - I'm sorry.
(water stops)
(breathing deeply)
(somber organ music)
(door opens)
Hey.
What's the matter?
- I was thinking...
When Julian graduates...
We could give away the house.
- Okay.
Wait, why you want to sell the house?
- We could donate it to the church. It could...
It could be a home for mothers and children.
- What? Where would... Where would we live?
(breathing deeply)
- Some nice empty apartment.
(birds chirping)
(light piano music)
Oh, hello. Hi. - Oh, hello, Patricia.
- Um, I have some more things to donate.
- Oh. Okay.
Thank you so much. - They look new.
- Okay.
Here, you can put them down right here.
- Of course, thank you.
Alright... anything else?
Can I help?
- Why sure. Yeah, come help us with the snacks. Okay.
What would you like?
(piano music continues)
(door creaks)
(soft music)
- What?
How did you get those?
- Your mother found them. And she was shocked.
- Okay.
Yeah, we... Julian and I, we have sex.
So what? It's not a big deal.
It's fine.
We use protection.
What more do you want?
You people are so weird.
- You can go to your room now.
(phone beeps) - What was that?
Are you recording me?
- Too late. - What the...
- The law is the law. - What?
- Same rules for everyone.
You're 16, he's 18. - Right.
- That's sexual misconduct.
Class A misdemeanor. Case closed.
- Are you trying to get him arrested?
- He made a big mistake.
(exhales)
- Get out of my room.
I have nothing to say to you right now.
- I showed him the pictures...
because I was frightened for you, and...
and angry, that you had made such a step
without telling me.
My jewel.
(crying)
- You know, you love to call me your jewel.
As if I'm some thing.
Like I'm some performing robot.
Who just gets A's to make you feel better
about your wasted life.
- I would never imagine Trey would do this.
- I guess you don't know him very well then, either.
- It will be over soon. He will drop this.
- No, he won't!
He's never admitted he's been wrong about anything
in his entire life.
He's a pompous little racist dictator,
and you're his deputy.
- Don't speak to me like this!
- Do you understand
that if this happens,
Julian will have to walk around
in every neighborhood he lives in
for the rest of his life
explaining that he's a child molester?
You'll have fucking ruined him.
- I will make this right, Tereza.
(chuckles) - Really.
How?
Get out.
- But could I still be arrested?
- I don't think they'll make an arrest.
unless the girl comes in and makes a victim statement.
- Tereza would never do that.
- But I don't like that the step father
has probable cause with that phone video recording
and the images.
They could keep the case open for months if he knows people.
- I can't believe it.
Your whole life, we worry about the police,
and then you get framed by a stenographer.
- Well, technically, he wasn't framed, he was caught.
- Harry...
- Are we sure the stepfather
won't just drop it? - No.
Harry, this is not a strategy.
Julian is about to go to college.
There has to be something we can do
to nip this thing in the bud, once and for all.
- Nip this in the bud?
Mom, this is not a rose bush.
This is the United States legal system
and now I'm in it.
- I wish you'd never met her. - Stop it!
It's not Tereza's fault. You told me
to tell you when I'm not fine!
Okay.
This is what not fine looks like!
- What if they got married?
- Steven. What the...
- Would that help?
- Well, the crime would still have been committed
before the marriage, but...
sure, in theory, it would make it
much less likely to go to trial.
- Ah... - But it's moot.
A 16-year-old girl cannot legally marry
in the state of New York.
- Wait, uh...
news and chart of all the states
www.maritallaws.com.
Marriage age is different in different states.
(Tereza): Yeah, I see it.
New Hampshire. Fourteen.
- No.
Look. You have to be pregnant.
- Fourteen, wow...
- New Hampshire.
Who knew?
Wait.
Look. Delaware. You can get married in Delaware
at 16 with parental consent.
- How am I supposed to get parental consent?
I'm under house arrest.
- Okay...
But let's say we worked it out somehow.
Would you want to?
- Totally.
Would you?
- I mean, statistically speaking,
we don't have much of a chance of making it.
- True.
But, statistically,
someone who gets married at our age has to make it,
so...
- Might as well be us.
- If we're normal, and wait, we'll probably break up.
- Then meet new people, and marry them,
when we're like thirties or something.
- Yeah, that's what happens.
- But even if my wife is really nice...
- Yeah, I hate your nice wife.
(chuckles)
She's such a fake.
- Even... if I marry someone else...
(soft piano music)
All my life, no matter what I'm doing, I...
I don't think I'll ever stop wondering where you are.
(birds chirping)
(light piano music)
- W-What are you doing?
- What does it look like I'm doing?
- It looks like you're following me.
I-I wish you wouldn't. I have an important meeting.
- Well, I wouldn't follow you if you just calm down
and act like a person for a change.
- Look.
Art can come from many different places.
And it can even come from a mistake.
And that's, I'm sorry to say, all we had together.
I made a mistake. You are not my muse.
You alarm me.
- Well, what about your show?
Would that have even been possible without me?
- No. - So why aren't I your muse?
- Okay, you're my muse!
- Oh! I knew I was your muse!
- But it was just that one time, it's nothing personal.
- Nothing personal?
- Ugh! Katrina, Katrina, Katrina...
Yes, our time together was an inspiration.
You gave me the character I based my opera on.
But my imagination came up with the story.
My talent wrote the music.
I mean, you don't kill men and eat them, do you?
- Well, I haven't yet.
Why can't you just admit
that I had a magic affect on you?
Or that we had a magic effect on each other.
I mean, what was that if it wasn't magic?
I turned you from a crusty composer...
with a blockage
to a virile artist back on the rise.
- Okay, you had an affect on me.
But I think you need help.
- You think I need help.
- I think, yeah.
- You know what? Your're right.
Bye.
(door bell rings)
(computerized voice): Ground floor.
- Uh, first door on the right, please come in.
Hi.
- Hello. - Hi.
Did you have trouble finding the place?
- No. Not at all. I... I...
I got... I gave myself plenty of time.
I got here early. I've just been...
circling the block.
- Oh, you really wanted to get here.
- I sure did.
You're so pretty, huh...
- Uh... Th-Thank you.
- Well, why don't we sit down and talk?
Why don't you tell me why you're here?
(sighs)
- I was in rehab for sex
and love addiction and it didn't work.
- Hmm.
How do you know it didn't work?
- I'm in love.
- Well...
Love isn't always a disease.
Sometimes it's really just...
(breathes deeply)
...love.
- Well... I mean, I'm obsessive.
I've been known to stalk a little.
- I'm not so interested in past diagnoses.
I don't want to pre-judge.
- Oh, that's so nice.
- Tell me about your childhood.
- Well, I grew up on a...
a very, uh...
confined space.
- Mmm. - And...
I watched a lot of romantic movies
where the man would come in
and sweep the woman right off her feet.
One day, a movie was being shot
in a town that I was based in.
- Exciting. - And the lead...
was someone I had seen in a lot of these movies.
So, I thought it was my destiny to be married to him.
- Ah.
- And...
one day, I snuck into his trailer
and took off all my clothes and I waited for him
and he came in,
and he turned around and he walked right back out
and he called the cops,
and I got arrested,
and the court said
that I had to go into rehab for sex and love addiction.
And I did. I went into treatment.
And the councilor said
that I shouldn't watch romantic movies for a year.
Which I didn't.
And...
I thought I was cured.
And then I came to New York for work.
- Um, what do you do?
- I'm a tug captain.
(light piano music)
(crying)
(panting)
- Doc!
Pat!
Pat-ty!
Doc-ah, Doc-ah, Doc...
I got the commission. (laughs)
- That's nice.
- Yeah.
They want something about aliens. No Gravity!
And Anton is going to write the story.
What the...?
- What do you need?
- I don't know. Where's the kettle?
- I'm giving it away.
- Why? - I'm going to become a nun.
- A nun? - Yes.
I've been curious for a very long time
and I recently received a vocation.
Oh... (clears throat)
Your tugboat captain came to see me.
She's in love with you.
- No. Not really.
- I think she is, actually.
- Um...
I think maybe I'll just give up
on myself as a human being and...
just go live in a room somewhere and write music.
- Okay.
Could you also remove your piano?
(exhales deeply)
Oh! Hi, Carl.
- I let myself in.
You were so late, and the door was open.
- Uh-huh. Good.
- I'm upset that you're late.
- Uh-huh.
- Reminds me of my mother.
My mother was late for everything.
- Alright...
- And so is Bruna.
- Carl...
Have I ever told you the story of the kreplach?
- What's the kreplach?
- It's a sort of Jewish dumpling
with a little bit meat inside.
But it's in the shape of a triangle.
- Uh, okay, um... no, you haven't.
- No? Okay. So there's this little boy,
and he is terrified of kreplach.
He only has to see one at Shabat,
and he runs screaming from the room.
So, his mother takes him to a psychiatrist.
And she says "Doctor, what am I gonna do?
What am I... he's terrified of kreplach."
And the shrink says, "It's very simple.
It's very simple. You just show him
each and every step to making a kreplach...
He won't be afraid of it anymore.
So she takes the little boy home.
She mixes up the dough with him.
She rolls out the dough. She says,
"See? I'm rolling out the dough. Okay?"
The boy says "No problem, Mama."
Then she cuts the dough
into a triangle shape. Says, "Okay?"
He's fine with it.
She puts in the little knob of meat.
"See?" She says, little meat I'm putting in. Okay?"
The boy says, "Fine."
Then...
she folds over the first corner of dough.
"Okay?"
"Okay." Another corner.
"Okay?"
"Okay."
Everything fine.
She folds over the last corner of the dough
to complete the dumpling,
and the boy...
screams!
(shrieking)
"Kreplach!"
- Sister, thank you for coming.
Pat is anxious to see you.
- Of course.
- She's had a hard day.
Let's go in the other room.
- Okay.
- I didn't know how much pressure she'd been under.
- Yeah.
- But she'll be okay. She'll be okay.
I talked to her psychiatrist.
And, uh... he thinks that she needs treatment
and rest for a few weeks,
and then she'll be fine.
And you know, of course,
I'll do everything I can to help you.
But I'm sorry to say this...
I don't think your mom and I are going to make it.
- You're leaving?
- No... No.
I just, I can't blame Pat for throwing me out.
You know? It's all wrong, son.
- Wow... it's good timing.
- I'm sorry.
Sorry I haven't been more of a stepfather for you.
- What do you mean? You were good.
- No... Was I?
- Yeah, man. Sweet.
All those piano lessons. - Ah.
You hated those. - I did.
But now I'm glad I had them.
And... you taught me how to fail.
- Oh, great. - I mean,
I mean, you taught me perseverance.
- Oh, okay.
I like that.
I always felt like some sort of silent partner
when it came to you,
compared to your mother.
- Silence can be pretty loud.
- Then we have lunch, we go back to work.
Got vespers at five o'clock,
we have our dinner and-- - Please excuse me.
- Hey.
- How do you feel?
- I feel so much love for everyone.
It's wonderful.
I know that...
I know that my having a nervous breakdown
might make it seem like I don't have a vocation.
But once I get better,
I-I'm sure I'll still want to join the sisters.
- See how you feel in a year.
(sighs) - Okay.
Oh, Magdalena, thank you. Would you...
Would you please sit down for a moment?
Thank you so much.
Now... (exhales)
What is going to happen with Julian?
- You meant it that you would help any way at all?
- Yes. Yes.
- Me too. Whatever you need, I will do it.
- Okay.
We're allowed to get married in Delaware,
if one of Tereza's parent signs in person.
- I will sign.
- I'm just sorry I'm not going to be there.
- Mom.
- I'll drive you.
Right now, all of you.
I'll drive you right now. - I'm...
I am worried about driving out of state with Tereza.
- Why? - Trey...
he has become obsessed with Julian, and the situation.
I think he would do anything to catch us.
He has a lot of friends in the police.
And...
I am not citizen yet.
(suspenseful music)
(seagulls squawking)
- Is Katrina on board?
(boat horn blares)
- She took the afternoon off.
(indistinct chatter)
- Can I talk to you for-- - Oh, you stalking me now?
- Can I talk to you for a moment?
- Helmut. - Helmut. Steven.
Please, I just need to talk to you in private.
- Just tell me what it is.
Stay right there. I'll be right back.
What is it?
- Who is that guy?
- What difference does it make?
Don't look at me like-- - Katrina,
please, I wouldn't ask, but it's about my son.
I need your help. He's in... He's in real danger.
- Time to get in the car, young lady.
- No, it's fine, I'm gonna go meet my friends
on the subway anyway. No! - Get in the car.
- Okay!
(in foreign language): Tereza, get in the car!
- God...
- Welcome to the new regime.
From here on in, you get picked up from school,
you get dropped off at school, and everything in between,
you're grounded. You went off the deep end,
Tereza, and I blame myself.
- Mom. What are you wearing?
Oh my God, you guys have got to be kidding me right now.
- You're about to have a whole new kind of fun, young lady!
This is a two day event.
- What?
- Today is the Incident at Bushy Glen,
just a skirmish, really.
They'll be setting up.
Tomorrow is the big battle.
- Don't worry, I brought your toothbrush.
- Nothing like living history to teach you about discipline.
But it's a lot more than that, it's fun.
I've never let either of you in on this,
I guess I've felt kind of shy...
but what you go for in the hobby,
the reason why we're all so addicted to it
is something called a "period rush".
It's the feeling of...
actually going back in time.
(Magdalena): We'll stop on the way so you can change.
- Cell phones in the lock box.
- I didn't bring mine.
- So you're a confederate now?
- Cody Herlbutt is retiring,
and I have been asked to personify Colonel Picket
in his place.
I don whichever uniform is needed on the day.
My commitment is to history. This is not about ego here.
(light fiddle music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
- Colonel Picket!
- Colonel Desmond.
- Congratulations, Pard.
The camp is ready for your inspection.
- Elodie. - Colonel Picket.
- You recollect Elodie,
she's going to take you over to the mess tent.
- Hello again. - Great to see you.
- Off to your feet. Prepare for inspection!
- Looking good soldier. - This is of course
what the men have to do.
But you wouldn't believe the wonderful time...
- Boots. - ...that we have here
in the mess tent.
Of course, your husband is incredibly
well respected, but on our own,
we have quite a party. - Tent is a mess,
but I hear you play a good fiddle.
Hopefully, that'll make up for it.
Cup a noodles?!
Really? Cup a noodles?! - Really shameful.
- This is Colonel Picket's family.
It's their first time.
- She can help you.
- Oh, wonderful.
If you're good with vegetables...
- Let's see what we have planned for today.
- So, my skirmishers...
are going to come down the road, driving your forces
until we capture the crossroads. - Excellent.
And then I will maneuver my men and we will get ready to push
you back here to fish pond field.
- But I thought I...
I thought the action started at the crossroads.
- No. No. No, the O.R. say that the action...
- Jodie brings the party
for when the day goes on a bit long
if you'd like to there. - Thank you. But can I try this?
- Oh, yes. - This is bread?
- Oh yes that's Mary Ann's personal recipe.
It is time period appropriate,
it has molasses in there. - Well...
I actually took the liberty
of starting the action at the crossroads.
- Why would you do that?
- It's incredibly nourishing.
There's some mutton and rosemary in there.
- You need more firewood.
- Oh. - Can I bring you more?
- That would be wonderful, thank you.
We've got firewood over there. - Okay. Thank you.
- Yeah. Thank you.
- Tereza...
(in foreign language): Tereza, come with me...
Fire wood! - Let's not fight two wars here.
We are here for the tindall preservation of it all.
- We are going to follow the plan.
Something that I've worked hand in glove
with the Bushy Glen Foundation.
(drumming)
(gunfire)
(panting)
- Mom?
Mom, what is going on?
- If I have to choose between you and him, I choose you.
- There you are. Let's go. C'mon.
(seagulls squawking)
- Des, throw the lines off.
Stow them away.
- Yes, cap.
- Two females, blonde,
one 16, one 36.
both of them wearing 19th century garb.
Yes, both of them.
I don't know what kind of vehicle,
he must have picked them up.
John, you need to put out a roadblock!
This is my daughter we're talking about here.
(indistinct chatter)
(chuckling)
- Welcome, welcome.
Okay. Hello.
- Hello. Here's a towel. - Thank you.
- Moxie. I'm Katrina.
- Magdalena, nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
- Okay. Kids and Magdalena,
you are straight ahead. - Hi, honey, here's a towel.
- You're bunk is straight ahead. Julian already
brought your luggage. - Thank you.
- How are you? - There you go.
- Good to see ya.
- Uh, you're upstairs with Des.
- Great. Thank you.
Uh, yep. (clears throat)
(engine starts)
(light piano music)
(Katrina over radio): Vessel Katrina leaving New York harbor,
heading for the narrows.
Light tug.
(seagulls squawking)
- Thank you, Moxie, for doing all of this.
Are you sure I cannot help you? I--
- Yeah, you have Katrina to thank.
You know there is no limit to her goodness.
Some asshole could come in here
like a virus and wipe her right out.
- Really think she's that fragile?
- She's just a genuinely good person.
And I don't want to see her be hurt
any more than she already has been.
(birds tweeting)
(laughing)
(Tereza): Gee.
- Shit in a Dixie cup.
- Alright, I'm going... - You go.
- Seven red. You? - Uh, 17 black.
- No, no. (indistinct chatter)
(door creaking)
- Always red. Always red. - Alright.
(Tereza): Wait, who's driving the boat?
(Katrina gasps) If you're with us?
- Des is at it. He's up there.
My mate. - Rule 17.
- Just came to get a little something to eat.
- So are we gonna go by Atlantic City?
- We're going to go down the Jersey coast,
around Cape May,
up the Delaware,
right to the Port of Wilmington.
You'll be there tomorrow. Depends on the current.
- Aren't boat captains allowed to marry people?
- Only in the movies.
- I have to be ordained.
- My mom had a friend who was ordained in like 24 hours.
- Yeah, you can do it online.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Sign me up. - Yeah?
- Mm-hmm. - Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, Universal Life Church.
- Oh... Oh boy - It only takes 24 hours.
Uh, what's your last name?
- Excuse me... Trento.
T-R-E-N-T-O.
Trento. - That's what I thought.
- We still need you to sign in Delaware
at family court.
- Don't worry, I'll sign.
(Moxie humming)
- I know that one. - Really?
- Yup. - Alright.
- Of course, I do.
- You know that song?
- Yeah - That's amazing.
(laughing) - Oh!
(organ playing) Whoa!
♪ There's a dark and a troubled side of life ♪
♪ There's a bright and a sunny side, too ♪
♪ Though we meet with the darkness ♪
(humming)
♪ The sunny side we also may view ♪
♪ Keep on the sunny side ♪
♪ Always on the sunny side ♪
♪ Keep on the sunny side of life ♪
- Hows it going? - Hey, Cap, quiet night.
We've got no oncoming traffic. - Okay
- Just got the weather. We're all clear for Delaware.
- Okay, good night. - Good night, Cap.
♪ Keep on the sunny side of life ♪
♪ Keep on the sunny side ♪
♪ Always on the sunny side ♪
♪ Keep on the sunny side of life ♪
♪ It will help us every day ♪
♪ It will brighten all the way ♪
♪ If we keep on the sunny side of life ♪♪
- I'm a little scared.
- We don't have to do this, Rez.
- No, that's not what I mean.
I'm scared we'll grow up,
and forget who we are now.
- Then we'll just have to keep reminding each other.
(light piano music)
(boat horn blaring)
(Katrina): We're in Delaware!
- I... brought you some coffee.
- Thanks.
- Moxie said you like a lot of creamer.
- Mm-hmm. Yeah, you can just put it over there.
- It's... it's...
beautiful what you're doing.
- No. I was going down the river anyway.
And you know I can't resist a romantic story.
Even if I'm not in it.
- Sorry about everything.
- No. Don't worry about it.
- Do you mind if I hide up here for a minute?
- Uh... Okay.
Steve on the one whistle.
- Roger, Captain.
- Thanks, Cap.
- Katrina.
- What?
- You are a mighty woman.
(seagulls squaking)
(chuckles) - Not really.
- I was an idiot.
And I was cruel. I see that now.
I just couldn't...
I don't know. I wasn't prepared. You came out of nowhere.
- I shouldn't have bothered you.
- No. No, no.
- No. This was really a-a big mistake.
I see it now.
I see I jumped on a married man and then... And...
now your wife...
She's in a place.
- What happened to Pat is not your fault.
- No.
You were right the first time,
I need help.
I can't trust my own feelings.
So I don't want to hurt anybody.
I don't wanna feel like this myself.
So I would just want to say
let's have bygones be bygones.
- It's not bygone for me.
It's not gone. It's here. And it's real.
For the first time in my life, I've found true happiness.
I've found it. And I'm going to act on it.
(light organ music)
♪ Two lovers ♪
♪ Who were not supposed to fall in love ♪
♪ Have done so ♪
♪ From different planets do they hail ♪
♪ And who does like it ♪
♪ None so ♪
♪ Hurry, hurry, marry, marry ♪
♪ The alien's father will be here soon ♪
♪ Hurry, hurry, marry, marry ♪
♪ The alien's father holds her dear ♪
♪ Clareza and Julio ♪
♪ Beings from enemy planets ♪
♪ I risk my life to bind you now ♪
♪ Do you dare take this vow ♪
♪ We do ♪
♪ Marry us quickly ♪
♪ Yes we do ♪
♪ You are married now ♪
(soft music)
(dramatic music)
♪ Like a fish thrown back into the universe ♪
♪ Space will swallow you whole ♪
♪ What's done is undone ♪
♪ What's done is not undone ♪
♪ My love ♪
♪ My love, my love ♪
♪ Love ♪
♪ My child, my child ♪
♪ You will recover ♪
♪ I must bring you home ♪
♪ To your mother ♪
(soft music)
(heartfelt piano music)
- Yay! Okay, okay.
We got it!
(♪♪)