亲情无价 One True Thing(1998)英文字幕

　Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.,Let go! Let go! Stop!,Damn. Richard Ellespeare died.,- He was a professor of mine at Harvard.- No!,- He was a novelist, humanitarian.- Hey, hey, back there.,- Published eight novels,including the best seller...,Hope's Way, for whichhe won the Pulitzer Prize.,- What kind of man was this?- A man who pursues,- Dad?- Yes?,l have to go to the bathroom.,Can't you hold ittill we get there?,Mmm, yes. l guess...,l can practicemind over matter.,Atta girl.,Oh, look atthe baby cows, Ellie!,Oh, my God!Look at them.,l'm reading, Mom.And baby cows are calves.,l was never closeto my mother growing up.,ls that something Mr. Bestis going to use against me?,Ellen, the D.A.'s not goingto use anything against you.,Okay. Because--Well, l-l agreed to do this because...,Mrs. Best, his wife,was a friend of my mother's.,Do l need an attorney?,Nobody in this officeis accusing you of anything.,We're well aware thatthis kind of thing happens...,all the timewith terminal patients.,lt's-- lt's a small town.People talk.,The D.A. wants to be able to saythat he looked into it...,and he can put it to bed.,What can l say?lt's an election year.,Anyway, were you aware thatan autopsy was being performed,Yes, uh-huh, at her request.,Uh, actually to find outthe source of the disease.,Primarily for my benefit.,Mm-hmm.Where are you living now?,ln New York. l've been theresince l finished Harvard.,This living in the suburbsis going to kill me.,Hey, Tweedy, the Bearstone Ladiespredict a stock market crash next month.,- Finish the captionson the junk shot, Casey.,- l've got a 110 pulse.l've got to check this again.,This story is too good.,Senator Sullivan, youngest guyever to be elected to the Senate.,His father was a drug dealer,he overcomes that-- excuse me--,is on his way to big things,possibly the presidency...,- until he crashes his car intoa tree, kills everyone inside...,while he's on cocaine.,l mean, this is not just good.This is great.,Shakespearean. Sins of the fatherrevisited on the son...,- etcetera, etcetera.- We've got no interview.,- l can get him to talk. l promise you.- He's checking into rehab.,Some people in townare describing you as...,cold and insensitive.,Um--,Ambition is Ellen Gulden's religion.,- She's condescending.She's remote, whatever.,Well, l was ambitious.,l still am.,My father taught me to work very hardat everything l do, and l always have.,l'm not tired.,- So you were livinga pretty normal life in New York?,- Apartment?- Uh-huh.,- Roommate?- No. No roommate.,- Boyfriend?- Boyfriend.,- Honey, please let me explain.- Jordan, just get out of here.,- l don't want to see you anymore.- Come on. l got--,l'm standing out here. l got wine,candles. l got the whole kit.,Just go away, Jordan.,El, can l just talk to youfor five minutes, please?,- Go away!- We were together...,since senior year in college.,This one was the last time, okay?,Well, not together.We, uh-- We took breaks.,You know, a lot of breaks.,That's mean. That's not funny.,- He just needed some space.- Space named Linda.,l'm sorry. Was that her name?Lori? l don't remember.,- Oh, you're so mean.- ls that not her name?,- That-- You're so mean.- Don't get me wrong.,l like him.,Of course, it was, um,Jules, my best girlfriend...,who, uh, came home with meto celebrate my father's birthday.,Jordan, um, as usual,had something he had to do.,Oh, this ought to be good.,''Come as your favorite literarycharacter.'' l don't know why...,my mom can't just throwa normal birthday party.,Ellie, it's going to be perfectly fine.,Thank you. Thanks.,- Hey!- Whoo-hoo!,- Hi.- Hi.,- Oh, good hat. Uh-huh.- Really good hat.,Thanks. What'd you guyscome dressed as?,The Sylvia Plath twins?,- Brian, you know l can't do costumes.- Why?,- lt's just so... Mom.- Human?,- So what have you guys been up to?- God!,- Ooh. Mm-hmm.- lt's writing and deadlines.,Take me away.,- Okay.- Oh, wait!.
    Somebody just finished summer school,didn't he? Congratulations!,- Actually, l didn't finish.- That's great!,What?,l, Brian Gulden...,son of Mr. American Literature and theromantics, failed American Literature.,You're serious?,- Yeah.- Well, way to go.,- How did you do that?- l blew the test, Ellen.,Brian.,Did you tell Dad?,No.,Just 'cause l'm failingdoesn't make me a moron.,Yoo-hoo! Hi!,- There she is.- Hi, Mom.,Your dad's not here.The coast is clear. Gimme! Gimme!,Gimme!Hi, Jules.,Hi.,- Hi. You too.- Good to see you.,- Let me get your--- Oh, no, no, no. l got it.,- Are you sure? Okay.- Yeah, yeah. Thanks. Oh, thank you.,- Wow.- Thank you.,You got a cab? l would have sentBrian to come and pick you up.,- You should have told me.- Oh, that's okay.,Come in. Come in,come in, come in.,- God, this must have taken you days.- Oh, well, yes.,- Jules, you look wonderful.- Oh, thanks.,- l just cut my hair.- Oh. lt looks gorgeous.,- And your hair looks great too.- Oh, thank you.,Oh, this-- lt's yarn.Look. Guess who l am.,Hmm? Oh!,Oh, wait! Clue.,- Oh-- lf l only had a brain- A heart,A brainand whatever else,Oh, well.You're right, as usual.,- So, let me see. Who are you?- Uh--,- Don't tell me. Let me guess.- Actually, you know what?,But is was only becausewe were trying to hurry...,'cause, of course, we wantedto be here on time, so--,- God, that cake looks so good.So, we're just us.,That's okay.That's okay, Ellie. That's--,Ooh!But l have an idea.,l do have a Thanksgivingcostume upstairs.,- That's okay.- l could whip something up,- No, really. lt's okay.lt's all right.,- Can l help you with anything?- Oh, yes, thanks.,- You could take those dishes,put them in the buffet. Umm--,And Ellie-- Ellie?,You can... keep-keep, uh,slicing the bread...,- with this knife, okay?- Thank you.,l read your pieceon Geraldine Ferraro.,My brilliant daughter.,l was so... proud of you.,lt's no big deal.lt's just a little follow-up piece.,Back and forth.Saw on it.,- Do you think that Dad read it?- Oh, l'm sure he did.,You know your dad.But he doesn't talk shop with me.,Fuck.,Nope. lt's okay. lt's okay.lt's not even bleeding.,- lt's fine. lt's really fine.- Wrap it up.,- Okay. Thank you.- Brown paper. There's something,- Did you know that?- Really?,- Oh! Oh, dear.- Sorry.,- No, l'll get it.- That's all right.,- because l'm going to use itin my mosaic table l'm making.,- We got it.- Keep your finger up,Hello?There's no place like home.,- Thank God.- Are we the first ones here?,- Ellen! Oh, it's good to see you.- Oh, yeah.,- You're lookin' tired.- Ellen.,- Now, who are yousupposed to be? Who?,You know, Lizzie Borden:''Took an axe...,gave her mother 40 whacks.'',Oh, Mrs. Best, can youhold the door? Oh, thanks.,- Help! Ellen, l just saw Dad.He just turned the corner.,Jules! Jules!Come help. Come help.,Okay.,- So, um, Snow White, explain.What was that?,Mrs. Best, the D.A.'s wife,she's in my mom's cult.,The Minnies, yeah.,They're named aftersome local do-gooder...,who used to decorate Christmas treesin the town square.,- And, um, they're a cult?- Woman's group.,- Right. Right.- You know, bake sales,,- Come on. You be nice.- Do-good stuff.,- No. Hi.- You must be Ellen.,- l teach music over--- Harold, could you, um--,He's here!Hurry up! Hurry up!,Hurry up! Here he is.,Everybody, get-get-get down!,Shh! Ralph, move your-- Shh!,Quiet!,Kate?,Kate?,- Kate?- Surprise!,Happy birthday!,No. Look at all of you.,Kate.,How did you pull this off?Bravo!,Come on, Dad, speech.,Speech! Speech!,l'm quite out of breath with walkinghome. lt's only in going uphill...,that you realizeyou're headed downhill.......