20th Century Women Page #2

school this morning.

He was involved in a

small plane accident.

Fortunately, He was not hurt.

Will be for a legendary surprise.

It's mahogany underneath.

She's always trying to bring

a man into my life.

This is probably Honduran mahogany,

- Really fine grain.

- This is like, really really boring.

Hey, Come on! Watch it.

He's going over like woods and stuffs.

He's helping me out

restore the house, okay?

IBM.

She writes down her stocks every morning.

$213.20.

GE?

$51.62.

She smokes Salem,

because they are healthier.

Wears Birkenstocks because

she is contemporary.

She read "Watership Down"...

And learned how to carve

rabbits out of wood.

And she never dates a man for very long.

Thank you, Popeye.

Good night, Dorothea.

- Goodnight.

- Bye.

So I'll see you later.

Just don't hang with that Chris guy anymore,

okay?

And he's kinda dumb.

Exactly.

- Happy Birthday.

- Bye, Julie.

Stop.

What?

You think that you know

everything that's going on.

No, I just think that...

You know having your heart broken, is a...

tremendous way to learn about the world.

Okay.

Do you think you're happy?

Like...

As happy as you thought you'd be

when you were at my age.

Seriously?

You don't ask people question like that.

You're my mom.

Especially your mom.

Look. Wondering if you are happy...

It's a great shortcut

to just being depressed.

Give me that.

What is that?

It's the "The Raincoast".

Can't things just be pretty?

"Pretty music" is used to hide...

how unfair and corrupt society is.

Okay so.

They are not very good.

And they know that, right?

Yeah.

It's like they have got

all these feelings.

And they don't have any skill,

and they don't want skill

because it's really interesting.

What happens when your passion is bigger...

than the tools that you have...

to deal with it.

It creates this energy.

This..this.this rock.

Isn't it great?

My son was born in 1964.

He grew up with a meaningless war.

With protests.

With Nixon.

With nice cars and nice houses.

Computers.

Drugs.

Boredom.

I know him less everyday.

He said it was just a game.

You breath real hard and

another kid pulls on your diaphragm.

And you faint.

He said you're supposed to

come to a few seconds later.

- Can I try?

- Yeah.

But it took Jamie almost

a half an hour to wake up.

Go and get help.

Can you tell me your name?

Jamie.

Jamie, why would you do something?

So dangerous?

I don't know.

I mean, everyone was doing it.

So you just went along with it?

It looked like fun.

That's just dumb,

why would you do something so stupid?

Just following along?

Do you know you

almost died..

Right?

- You don't need worry about me.

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