Arizona Dream
I hate this film!
Life is beautiful.
I think what you did is beautiful.
Thanks.
I’m sorry about your uncle.
Yeah, me too.
Where d’you think he is right now?
Right now?
He’s probably on the moon, driving a golden Cadillac.
Life is beautiful.
Grace? – Yeah.
D’you think it would be really bad if…
I kissed you? – No.
No?
You want to hear it?
I’m sorry. – Are you going to listen? – Yes. – Alright.
Elaine is like a blueberry pie. The pie is good, but it’s very messy.
She’s a kind of trick. – Oh my gosh! – Let’s say she’s a blueberry pie.
She looks good. She smells good.
Probably even tastes good, but there’s one problem:
When you take a bite, you’ve got pins poking you in the mouth.
Choking you in the mouth. You understand what I’m telling you?
Good boy. Do you understand?
Do you understand? – Yeah. – Okay.
These philosophies, with pies and bananas
and Q-tips and…
I’m an artist.
You’re a bullshit artist. – Bullshit artist, artist, whatever.
Art is art. – Axel, it’s my birthday. Dance?
Run! Beautiful.
Sure.
I was right. – What time is the train for Alaska?
You mean the plane? – No, the train.
We’re flying. Didn’t you fly all day?
You can’t take that all the way to Alaska, it’s too cold.
I don’t want to fly there. – I already changed the reservations.
We have to take the train. It’s safer.
So you want me to switch the plane reservations
into train reservations? – Yes. – Okay.
It’s time.
…
Stairs, stairs, stairs…
Wall… Axel?
Axel, here, here.
I’m sorry.
Don’t touch me. Watch my face.
Axel? – Watch my face. Wait.
Wait.
Stairs! – Stairs!
Axel! – Stairs!
Tree!
Tree and table!
I can’t see nothing. Axel!
I can’t see!
Wait for me!
I found it!
What? – Here!
She found it! – Here! – She found it! – Wait for me!
I found it!
Come on, I found it!
Paul! – Axel! I can’t see nothing!
Axel? – Where are you?
Here? Okay everybody?
It’s raining!
It’s raining!
It’s raining!
Come on, it’s raining.
It’s raining.
It’s fucking raining!
Mom! Mother! – Yes!
I’m coming over, mom!
Here we go! Happy Birthday! – I love you. – I love you!
Happy Birthday! – I love you.
I’m going in!
Go play.
Go play.
Did I tell you about when Axel treated me for my st birthday dinner?
My good pal? – No. – Can I tell her the story?
Or would you like to? – Go ahead. – Anyway, he decided
he was going to take me out for dinner and pay for it himself.
He’d saved up some money. We go to this restaurant.
This place we used to go with Leo. We drove up there together…
and we had this great big meal.
I knew it would be expensive, but he said, “The sky’s the limit.”
After dinner I went to the bathroom, and when I come out,
I see him standing by the door, and he looks unusually nervous.
And the waiter is standing by our table, flapping the check,
kind of pointing at the check. And I look at Axel… – You coming?
I go up to him, “What’s going on? Did you pay?”
Will you help me wrap the presents?
