You said on the phone that you had some information about my father.
About both our missing fathers.
Will you marry me?
The kindest thing we can do is let each other go.
We know you're Harrison Bergeron but you are also Donald Stark
who once owned the Hudson sperm bank.
Anything for my future father-in-law.
I provided all the spunk myself.
My son, it was so beautiful just to look at you and your sister.
Did you just say that rose is my sister?
Yes.
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♪ All the shadows in the city ♪
♪ used to love you, what a pity ♪
♪ I miss the questions you used to ask me ♪
♪ bored to death, cut, mad and lonely ♪
♪ bored to death, cut, mad and lonely... ♪
♪ Bored to death ♪
♪ cut, mad and lonely. ♪
I can't believe that you're my father.
You rip off insurance companies
and you sold fraudulent sperm.
- You're a con man. - First of all, that sperm was top notch.
- Secondly, the preferred term is "grifter." - It doesn't matter.
Either way, you're on the other side of the law from me.
Listen, shamus, good guys always need bad guys
just like sons always need fathers.
- Bullshit. - You're living in a soft dream, kid.
It's the way the world works-- Cops and robbers,
cowboys and Indians, white people and coloreds.
Oh my God, are you even Jewish or a member of mensa?
I'm black Irish and a member of AAA.
Look, maybe it was a mistake to call you,
but you and your sister came after me, remember?
- I thought this is what you wanted. - About my sister,
are you sure you were the only one who provided sperm to the sperm bank?
- You didn't have any friends help out? - No, it was a solo operation.
It almost killed me. I have a strong libido, but not that strong.
- I went through cases of vitamin e. - I have to go.
What-- Uh, wait a minute.
Wait a minute, kid. Wait.
I'm sorry, I know I'm a disappointment to you,
but for what it's worth, you seem like the kind of son
a father could be proud of.
I mean-- You're a little on the short side,
but other than that, you have a lot going for you.
Kids, hmph.
Oh, Ray.
What is going on? It's almost midnight.
- Is Spencer home? - Yeah, he's 14 months old.
- Of course he's home. Just come-- Okay. - Spencer!
Come on in.
It's not good for a parent to put a lot of pressure on their kid,
but you're all I've got, you know?
You'll never let me down, right?
No matter what,
you'll still love me, right?
I can't believe you used to wood glue.
Well, when I get home, I'm going to yank out
each hair as penance for your--
For your broken nose. Like a hair-shirt,
but on my face. As a matter of fact...
- Ow, God! - Oh oh.
- Oh oh, that hurt. - Oh, dad,
dad, stop it. I forgive you.
- I love your song. - Ohh, thank you.
- And Bernard forgives you. - Yes, I do.
- Huh. - And I can't wait till Friday.
Good. What-- What's Friday?
City hall, we're eloping, just the two of us.
- Oh. - George, learn from your mistakes.
- No judging. - No, sorry.
Sorry. It's just--
Well, a father hopes he can see his daughter off, that's all.
Well, but you weren't at my first wedding.
Your first wedding?
Don't feel left out, George. My parents aren't coming.
Of course they're both dead--
But they would have understood.
Right. Well,
hey, how about I throw you a beautiful wedding at George on Jane?
Food and music, no alcohol.
- I would love that. - Oh, good.
Ooooh.
So...
When were you married before?
It was during my SNM phase.
It wasn't legal. Just a blood ritual,
so I didn't tell you about it.
Oh good, good, good.
Was there a lot of blood?
Enough.
I can't be you committed incest.
It's worse than my elder love.
- Did you wear a condom? - Yes! Yes.
Good, because you inbreeding is scary
and weird enough as it is already.
Should I tell rose? She's the first girl I've liked in a long time
and I know what diseases we're genetically prone to-- Cancer and colitis.
Look, you have to break up with her immediately.
And...
I need all your attention now that Leah doesn't want to marry me.
- I'm so sorry about this, Ray. - It's okay.
At least I have Spencer. He'll meet all my emotional needs.
A bond between a father and son is--
- Is enough for me. - Hey, don't rub it in.
Because of Bergeron I slept with my sister. I hate my biological father.
Don't say that. What if Spencer said that about me?
You gotta give this creep a second chance.
But he's a crook and I'm a lawman.
I don't care. You have to go talk to this guy.
Because if you don't, it could haunt you for the rest of your life.
Can you come with me to Coney Island to see him?
I can't. It's the year anniversary of Super Ray
and I've got a signing at bergen street comics.
Oh, hold on.
Uh, hi.
What's going on? What did you learn about the sperm bank?
Uh, nothing. It was a red herring.
- Another dead end. - Oh.
- Damn. - Hey, I'm with a really tormented friend,
who's having a lot of problems,
- can I call you back? - Oh, okay.
Bye.
- Who was that? - My beautiful sister.
I knew it. God!
Look, if you can't break it off with her, at least wear condoms.
- This is Brooklyn after all. - Yeah.
Josephine, I am so sorry I ran out on you last night.
But it is my MO,
even when I'm not stoned and playing Don Quixote.
It's a lousy MO. I don't like it.
I tried to tell you this.
My relationships are like crimes.
I get in, I steal something
- and I leave. - What do you steal?
Love. I don't mean to.
It's what I do.
- I think I'm finally hearing you. - No, no, but wait.
I'm saying this to you because I want to transform.
Josephine, I'm a 63-year-old work in progress.
But I am falling for you.
George.
You know, I think we should take this to the next level.
I think we should be monogamous.
I thought we were.
Of course we are.
You are such a card.
Well, the prodigal son has returned. I always wanted to say that. It's classic.
- Are you leaving? - Yeah, I'm headed for Jacksonville.
They've got a lot of syphilitic halfwits down there.
It's an easy place to score.
- Why are you going? Is it because of me? - No, no.
I-- I'm on the lam.
I got in bad with some groundskeepers.
- Gambling problem. - So it's serious with this groundskeepers?
Nothing I can't handle by running away.
But no, I-- I came here to forgive you.
- I want to know my father. - Damn.
Look, I'm kind of a rush,
but I got time maybe for one question.
What do you want to know?
Uh...
Do you have any hobbies?
Shit! That's the worst question possible.
- I don't know. - No, no, no, it's good.
I saw on your card that you're a writer. I scribble.
- You probably got that from me. - Really? You like to write?
Yes, I used to pen a lot of the letters for "Penthouse" forum.
It was a great side gig with the insurance fraud,
but then the Internet came and it destroyed literary pornography.
- God damn it. - My other dad had those hidden in his closet.
- I must have read your work. - A lot of people have.
- Wow. - Listen, I want you to have something
to remember me by.
Uh...
No, no, no, it's a gift.
- I don't want to cross state lines with it. - Oh.
Thank you, but does this firearm have the correct paperwork?
Jesus, I thought you were a private dick, not a Canadian mountie.
You're right. I'm sorry. Thank you.
- Yeah. - Business is closed.
Beat it, kid.
- What if I don't want to beat it? - It's okay, guys.
It's okay. He was just looking for a Montreal expos cap.
I guess you're out of luck, mountie.
Why you packing up, old man? Skipping out on us?
Of course not. I'm just taking some clothes over to the salvation army.
Bullshit!
Come on, let's go. Jerry wants to talk to you.
Come on.
I don't like games.
So you were trying to give me the slip?
I knew you were a liar, but I didn't think you were stupid.
- I'm a complex person. - So where's my complex 10 grand?
Listen, I got a good tip about this new pitcher.
You raise the mound a few inches and we put our money on a shadow!
Our money? I want my money!
I'm gonna have to erase you, Harry.
Pop him here?
Sure, we gotta dig up centerfield away.
You, drop the gun, you two, hands up.
And don't test me. I've been going to the gun range once a week.
- It's that little kid from the hat store. - Little?
- I should have told you it does that. - Get him!
- You gave me a broken gun?! - Well, it works if you don't wing it around.
- Who is this punk? - He's my son Johnny.
Hey, you can never say your old man didn't bring you to a ball park.
- Aw shit. Now we gotta bury two bodies. - What?
Jerry, that's not necessary.
You'll get your money. Just don't touch the kid.
Suddenly you're flush?
Okay, Phillie, you go with asshole
and get the cash and we'll keep the kid.
Where I'm going, I have to go alone.
It's an old friend in the syndicate and if I show up with a hard boy,
I won't get in the front door. So that's the deal.
You keep Johnny. He's your insurance.
Okay. If you're not back in 90 minutes,
he's going to be pling center field-- Permanently.
But I'm a lousy baseball player. It's not my best sport.
Shut up! I'm ready to kill this kid right now.
- You going to get my money? - Yeah, you'll get it.
Don't worry, son.
Dad?
This is the bulk of the work I produced in the past year.
Sorry there's not more,
but I've had a rough time.
Any questions? Yes?
What are Exacto Man and the Emasculator doing to Super Ray in at drawing?
Oh, they're attacking his spine.
I had back spasms and I healed them with my own mind.
Yes, in the back.
Can you cure my sore throat with your mind?
I don't do other people's bodies.
Next? Yes.
Why aren't there any drawings of the girl that Super Ray loves?
I worship her. She's my screen-saver.
She left Super Ray.
And even though his heart is encased in adamantium fat,
like Wolverine,
he was destroyed.
Is your work autobiographical?
Did a girl leave you?
- Yes and yes. - I'm sorry.
But we all love you.
Really?
Thank you.
I guess that's it for the questions.
I'll just take some more compliments now.
♪ La la la ♪
♪ la. ♪ You're running out of time
where's the old man? I hope he loves you.
He does. He'll be back soon.
Maybe we should give him a call, let him hear you scream a little.
Or we could call him and I'll use my normal non-screaming voice.
That was just one thought.
Let's keep brainstorming. There are no bad ideas.
- Call. - But just to be clear,
- we're going with your screaming concept? - Call!
Hi, dad. It's Jonathan.
Um, mm-hmm, no.
Of course I'm still at Wonders Stadium.
Just seeing how things coming alone--
Ahh! Ah!
I thought we were going with normal speaking voice!
If you don't get back here soon, these guys are definitely
going to kill me, like they say. So hurry up.
What? Oh my God.
- I'll be there. - Okay, I have to go. Bye. I love you.
Sal, I need help.
Yes, that's a good idea, but let's put it in a to-go cup.
There you go.
- Look, grandma. - Oh, yeah, it's lovely, yeah.
Uh, excuse me. Hold on.
This one is...
- For you. - Oh.
Why don't you call me sometime?
Oh.
Oh. You're really very forward.
Oh, you make it easy.
Oh.
- How are you doing? - Hi.
Um, were you always a God?
Yes-- Oh God, now what?
George, this better be good.
I'm being told how great I am by my fans.
Sorry, but Jonathan is at Brooklyn Wonders Stadium
and he's in trouble. He needs us. Can you meet me there?
Oh shit, again? All right, I'll be there.
- Super Ray is needed. - I always knew your powers were real.
I have to get to Wonders Stadium to save a disturbed friend.
Do you know the best subway?
Do you need a car? We could take the Ray Mobile.
There's a Ray Mobile?
Oh, Ray, thank God.
- Who are these people? - The League of Rays.
Or the Ray-Vengers.
- The name's still under discussion. - The Rays of Hope.
- Please stop saying that. - The Ray-Team.
- We'll discuss it at the meeting! - Hey, guys, I'm stuck.
- Oh come on. - Well,
good thinking, you know? We need all the reinforcements we can get.
I brought Sal, but he kinda pooped out. The car makes him sleepy.
Has your dad always been such a chiseler?
For as long as I've known him. Do you have a son?
No, three daughters.
- All of them tarts. - That's right.
Shut the fuck up!
Whoa!
- He said he was in the stadium. - He could be anywhere.
You think we're gonna get into trouble for breaking into this place?
- Do not be negative on a super mission. - It's okay, man.
That's right. In a ridiculous situation,
it's important to think positively.
All right, I have a plan.
Now we need to flush them out.
Are the League of Rays ready to be heroes?
Hell yeah.
Cocked and loaded.
Okay.
Five more minutes, kid.
- Then we shoot you in the head. - Do you have to be so explicit?
Let Jonathan Ames go.
Who the fuck is that?
Come on.
I don't like this.
- What the hell? - Who the fuck are these guys?
They're Super Rays.
Villains, release Jonathan Ames
or you will feel the wrath
of Super Ray and his minions.
- Who's in the booth? - M-maybe minions isn't the right word.
Uh, followers or sycophants?
Uh, super-- Super fans!
Maybe "minions" was the best, actually.
Screw this. Charge!
They have guns! They have guns!
- Run, Rays, run! - Ray down!
Okay, come on, come on!
Help me!
Good one! Good one, yes!
I'm coming, Ray!
Oh no. Oh my God.
- Take over! - Get down.
Serpentine, Jonathan, serpentine!
Stop shooting-- You'll hurt him.
Stop shooting.
Get the little bastard.
Slide like Jackie Robinson.
- Fuck. - Yes!
Oh God! Oh God, oh!
Oh.
Non, no, no, no, no!
Make a move and it'll be your last.
We did it. We did it!
- Bye! - Bye!
See you guys next week at the meeting.
I love your new friends.
- Yeah, they're good people. - Thank you guys for saving my life--
- Again. - Of course, Jonathan.
I'm just sorry your father abandoned you.
It's all right. I knew you guys would come for me.
Shit, is Sal dead?
He shouldn't be. I left a window open.
Sal, wake up. Come on, wake up.
Daddy, I thought you said there wasn't going to be any alcohol.
Oh no, I meant no alcohol for you.
- Oh God-- - Oh no, sweetheart,
I can't give a father's wedding toast without champagne.
And look, look, I've got marinellis
for you and, um, uh, Bernard.
- Right, and wasn't that thoughtful? - Okay, fine.
- Go sit, go on. - Okay.
Uh, excuse me, everybody.
I'd like to say a few words.
What I have learned in my 63 years
is that we all walk this
rarzor's ed of feeling like our lives are
both meaningful
and meaningless.
This can lead to depression,
confusion
and melancholy.
Oh no. He's making this about himself.
And all the goers tell us that we,
we should live in the now,
but I always feel like I'm one second behind my own life,
never fully present-- Hmm?
So I say to you, Emily...
Let yourself be loved,
which is one of the hardest things to learn in life.
But you are so worthy of being cherished,
and I love you with all my being.
To Emily and Bernard!
- Yes! - Congratulations.
♪ See the pyramids ♪
♪ along the Nile ♪
♪ watch a sunrise ♪
♪ on a tropic isle ♪
♪ just remember, darling ♪
♪ all the while ♪
♪ you belong to me... ♪
Did you tell her yet?
Well, we all have our thing.
Rose?
Hmm?
There's something, um...
What?
Never mind.
♪ See the jungle ♪
♪ when it's wet with rain ♪
♪ just remember till you're home again ♪
♪ you belong to me ♪
♪ yes, you belong ♪
♪ to me. ♪
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♪ dance with me, my old friend ♪
♪ once before we go ♪
♪ let's pretend this song won't end ♪
♪ and we never have to go home ♪
♪ and we'll dance among the chandeliers ♪
♪ and nothing matters when we're dancing ♪
♪ in tattered tatters you're entrancing ♪
♪ be we in Paris or in Lansing ♪
♪ nothing matters when we're dancing ♪
♪ nothing matters when we're dancing. ♪