Hi, Uncle Frank!
Oh, hey, Olive. Wow, you're getting big, almost like a real person.
Hi, Uncle Frank!
Oh, hey, Olive. Wow, you're getting big, almost like a real person.
Why did you want to kill yourself?
No, don't answer the question, Frank.
Richard...
Don't answer it. He's not going to answer the question.
I wanted to kill myself because I was very unhappy..
He's sick! He is a sick man! He's sick in his head!
Richard!
I'm sorry, I don't think it's an appropriate conversation for a seven year-old.
Well, she's going to find out anyway.
Okay.
Go on, Frank.
Why were you unhappy?
There were a lot of reasons, mainly though I fell in love with someone who didn't love me back.
Who?
One of my grad students. I was very much in love with him.
Him? It was a boy? You fell in love with a boy?
Yes, I did. Very much so.
That's silly.
Yes, you're right. It was very, very silly.
There's another word for it.
Dad.
So that's when you tried to kill yourself.
Well, no, the boy that I was in love with fell in love with another man. Larry Sugarman.
Who's Larry Sugarman?
Larry Sugarman is perhaps the second most highly regarded Proust scholar in the U.S.
Who's number one?
That would be me, Rich.
So that's when...
No, uh, what happened was I was a bit upset, so I said some things that I shouldn't have said and did some things that I shouldn't have done, and subsequently I was fired from my job and forced to move out of my apartment and into a motel.
And that's when you..'
Well, no. Actually, all of that was...okay, what happened was, two days ago the MacArthur Foundation, in its infinite wisdom, awarded a genius grant to Larry Sugarman. And that's when I...
Decided to check out early.
Yes. Yes. And I failed at that as well.
I practice everyday.
Well, then, good luck.
It's not about luck, Frank. Luck is the name losers give to their own failings. It's about wanting to win.
Grandpa, am I pretty?
Olive, you are the most beautiful girl in the whole world.
You're just saying that.
No! I'm madly in love with you and it's not because of your brains or your personality. It's because you're beautiful, inside and out.
Grandpa?
Yeah?
I don't wanna be a loser.
You're not a loser. Where'd you get the idea you're a loser?
Because... Daddy hates losers.
Whoa whoa whoa, back up a minute. D'you know what a loser is? A real loser is someone who's so afraid of not winning, they don't even try. Now you're trying, right?
Yeah?
Well then you're not a loser! We're gonna have fun tomorrow, right?
Yeah. [takes her glasses off; wipes her eyes]
We can tell 'em all to go to hell.
Mom? Dad?
What is it, hon?
Grandpa won't wake up.
Mom, Dwayne's got 20/20 vision!
I bet he does.
Now, let's see if you're colorblind.
What's the letter in the circle?
The letter in the circle?
Can you see a letter, Dwayne?
It's an "A". See? Right there?
It's bright green.
Dwayne, I think you might be colorblind.
You can't fly jets if you're colorblind.
****!!!!!! ****!!!!! [he collapses, screaming and sobbing, after breaking his nine-month vow of silence]
What happened?
He's colorblind. He can't fly.
Oh, Jesus. Oh, no. [waits several moments, then approaches Dwayne] Dwayne? Dwayne, honey, I'm sorry. Dwayne, come on. We have to go.
I'm not going.
Dwayne.
I said I'm not, okay? I don't care, I'm not getting on that bus again.
Dwayne, for better or worse, we're your family.
No, you're not my family, okay? I don't want to be your family! I hate you **** people! I hate you! [points to Sheryl, Richard, and Frank as he shouts] Divorce, bankrupt, suicide?! You're **** losers! You are losers!
Dwayne.
No, please just leave me here, Mom. Okay? Please, please. Please just leave me here.
Do you eat ice cream?
Yes. My favorite is Cherry Chocolate Garcia, except technically I think it's a frozen yogurt.
I'd like to dedicate this to my grandpa, who showed me these moves.
Aww, that is so sweet.
Is he here? Where's your grandpa right now?
In the trunk of our car.