Synopsis: A.J. Manglehorn is a reclusive Texas key-maker who spends his days caring for his cat, finding comfort in his work and lamenting a long lost love. Enter kind-hearted bank teller Dawn whose interest in the eccentric Manglehorn may just be able to draw him out of his shell.
Genre: Drama
Director(s): David Gordon Green
Production: IFC Films
  1 nomination.
Rotten Tomatoes:
97 min

Don't be lazy, don't be crazy,

get on down to Price-LeBlanc Toyota.

And drive out a Toyota

of your choice at a low price...

And we can top that...

- I don't have a husband.

- Borracha! Vieja loca!

Speak English...

Get the hell outta here...

You move the truck!

Who died and made you boss?

- He had a bad hanging-by-his-hair day.

- Oh, that's Absalom...

You got the spoon in.

He got rocked literally.

You've got it, sister.

Manglehorn Lock and Key.

You got your kid in there.


Oh, look at this car.

How'd he get in there?

Hey, boy.

Okay, you know, your car is filthy.

Your car is really dirty.

Sucio. Sucio. You can't do that.

Yeah, you gotta take care

of these things, you know?

Your kid locked in a filthy car.

Let me see this.

How you doing there?

Being a big shot with those keys?

Here we go. We got it.

You okay?

Now, he doesn't wanna come out.

Look at him.

He looks happy.

20... 20... 26. 30 will do.

It's fine for me.

You're too kind.

Take care of your car. Okay?

- Sucio.

- Gracias.

Limpia. Limpia. Okay?

De nada.

Dear Clara...

Clara, how I missed you.

You know, not a day goes by

when I don't miss you deeply...

without you to hold my hand

to look at me with those

life-affirming eyes.

Those eyes...

you could save the world

with those eyes.

You could've stopped evil

dead in its tracks...

if it looked in your eyes.

Trouble never saw it coming.

I just want you to look at me

one more time.

Never have I felt more alive

than when you looked at me.

I mean, I could always feel it.

I'd give up everything...

for one more glance.

I'm a wounded man, Clara.

I got... real pain in my heart.

Look at me.

Everybody's here

looking at me except you.

These people in my life standin' here...

they're waiting for something from me.

They're waiting for a miracle.

They want something...

or they're just passin' through.

People everywhere...

but none of them...

mean a thing to me.

They're not gonna distract me

away from you.

They're just not...

'cause I bet on you.

Mornin', Carl. What's shakin'?

Lookin' left, lookin' right.

- Oh, you're tellin' me.

- I know that's right.

Morning, Mr. Manglehorn.

How are you doing today, sir?

Hey, Steve, there you are.

There's a doughnut.

I'm not gonna breathe

a word of this to Collette.

She will not know which night

I'm gonna be there.

- It's so exciting.

- Oh, thank you.

It'll be a great surprise for her.

Good job, Dawn. We'll see you later.

I'll see you later.

- Well.

- Ma'am.

- So, how's it going?

- I've got a little grandbaby.

Oh, my gosh. That is so exciting.

- 8 pounds 3 ounces.

- My gosh. That could hurt.

- Well, I don't know.

- She's like my size.

I'll take the next guest down here.

Having a new baby is just so exciting.

The next guest... Hi. How are you?

That's great. Oh. Oh. Lawrence.

Oh, yes. Thank you.

- Bye.

- Bye-bye.

Are we okay? You have room for me now?

- Good morning.

- How are you doing, Dawn?


It's not even 11

and I'm already starving.

- Don't tell me.

- It's gonna be a long day. I can tell you.

I'd give you this, but it's kinda stale.

Maybe I go get you a Danish over there.

I've already had two.

Two, my limit.

- Chief got back from the vet yesterday.

- Well.

- Little guy's gonna have to wear a cone.

- No. Oh, gee, that's awful. That thing...

I know.

Poor baby. Look at him. Oh, gee.

How is Fannie?

Oh, not too... I don't know.

She's seen better days, like me.

She just won't eat.

She eats grass and then spits it out.

I don't know what to do.

There they are, all over the world,

the scoundrels, the lowlifes and...

pets get stepped on.

- Here you go.

- Okay.

- Well...

- I'll see you next Friday.

You bet. Hopefully. Yeah.


Honey, you around?


I know you're somewhere.

Somewhere might be here.


So you're still all plugged up?

Come on in, honey.

I'm not gonna give you too much, just...

just a taste, just a little taste.

How'd you get in there again?

Fannie, I know. You did it again.

How do you get in here?

You use your paws.

You get in with your paws.

I mean, where'd you learn that?

You're Houdini.

Alright, look at this.

I'm gonna eat too.

See? I got fruit.

Nice prunes...

and you got... What do you got?

You got nothin'.

You got nothin', I got nothin'.

I'm starvin'.

Oh, we got taco shells

and p*ssy cat food.

Damn it!

- Meat, sir?

- Yeah, liver and onions.

Okay. Any sides?

- Mashed potatoes.

- Okay.

- Brown gravy.

- Okay.

- Green beans.

- Alright.

- There we go. Thank you.

- Thank you.

I just want to know

where you are right now.

Where you are, what you're doin',

that's all I wanna know.

Everybody loves fried chicken.

Chicken tenders. We have roast chicken.

Any kind of chicken you'd like.

Black-eyed peas.

Everybody loves those. Candied yams,

soups. We have vegetable soups...

There's always tomorrow,

but I tell you, Clara...

I'm losing hope in tomorrow.

And, of course, everybody's specialty...

macaroni and cheese.

Peas and carrots, cabbage,

squash, and...

It hurts...

day in, day out.

And beautiful memories of you

walking toward me.

Just one... painful

constant reminder

there's no one like you.

None of them can hold a candle to you.

You remember how you used to whisper

about the future to me

right before we'd fall asleep?

I always liked that.

You are a fortune teller...

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