Gracie's Choice

Synopsis: Anne Heche plays an abusive mother to Gracie, played by Kristen Bell. Gracie has always taken care of her three younger brothers and one sister. When her mother's drug and alcohol use goes too far, Gracie decides to take on the official role of mother to her brothers.
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Peter Werner
Production: Frank and Bob Films II
  Nominated for 1 Primetime Emmy. Another 1 win & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
7.7
TV-PG
Year:
2004
90 min
13 Views

Mommy?

Mommy?

Police!

- Jake, come on!

- All right, children.

Come on. Come on.

What's going on? Oh, my God!

Where are my kids? Where are my kids?

What's going on?

Oh, my God! We got kids in here!

- Control that dog!

- I'm trying.

- Where are you taking us?

- Into that car.

What was going on in that garage?

- They was cooking something.

- It smelled bad.

Medicine.

I had nothing to do with it!

- Do you know who this is?

- That's our mom!

- Call welfare for these kids.

- We're already on welfare.

Look, we don't know

who these people are.

My mom has nothing to do with them.

We just stayed here.

- Are they gonna put us in jail, Mom?

- What? No.

No, they're not gonna put us in jail.

They're just trying to help. Right?

Please, I don't want my kids

to see me like this. Please.

- You handle this.

- We've got no one to look after them.

- We won't cause any trouble.

- Get in the car.

Get those kids out of here now. Now.

- Okay.

- Now!

Come on. Come on.

No dog! No dog!

- Get in the car!

- No.

- Gracie, are you gonna help me or what?

- Mom!

Down, boy, down. Lay down, boy.

Gracie!

- Get in the car!

- I love you.

Come on, Spike. You can do it.

Come on. Don't slow down.

Come on, Spike!

Faster, Spike!

- Come on! Come on, Spike!

- Speed up! Don't give up!

Come on, boy!

Okay, everybody duck.

You too, Rose.

I thought we weren't stopping

until Grandma's.

I am not in the mood.

Let's make this good.

It's just me and my daughter.

I will have the money for you in the

morning. I swear on a stack of Bibles.

- No credit card?

- Credit card?

I'm lucky to have the clothes on my ba...

These aren't even my clothes.

They're my neighbor's.

Oh, God. I must look like hell.

What exactly happened?

This crapped-out guy next door

was smoking and burned the place down.

Can you believe?

Our grandmother says that she's coming

tomorrow with money and clothes.

How early will she be here?

- Very early.

- Crack of dawn, man.

What time do you get up?

- Why?

- Because we wanna cook you breakfast.

Cook me breakfast?

Why would you do that?

Because you deserve it.

Because you're a sensitive man.

And not many people see that.

But who does?

- We do.

- We do.

I wish I had long hair like you.

My hair used to be longer than this.

It used to be down to my butt.

When you were young

and lived in Wyoming?

Yeah, when I was young.

Well, you still are young, Mom.

- That's what I like to hear.

- Yeah, Mom. Tell us about Shamire.

Oh, Shamire.

Shamire was the most beautiful horse

in the world.

- Arabian.

- All white, huh?

Oh, honey, he was pale.

He was a ghost.

- You rode bareback like an Indian.

- Oh, I was wild like an Indian.

I rode him all night long.

My hair flying out...

...Shamire snorting, tossing his head.

His hooves were galloping,

thunder in that prairie grass.

You forgot the wolves.

Oh, no. No, no, because the wolves,

they was a-howling.

And the wind, it was a-blowing.

- But you wasn't scared.

- Oh, hell, no. We didn't care.

It was just him and me

in a dead-out run.

Oh, man, my heels were boring

into his belly.

I could feel every breath he took.

God, I could feel his heartbeat.

We were galloping forever,

never wanting to stop.

And we didn't stop until we got

all the way to Montana.

And Grandma Lou had a cow, right?

She had so many cows,

she could have had a cow farm.

Hey, hey.

Mom, we're gonna wake up the manager.

Killjoy.

Hey, Mom, when do we

get to go to Wyoming?

Soon, baby. Soon.

- Is Shamire still there?

- No, silly.

Shamire's dead like your grandpa.

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