Steven Rogers

Childhood is what you spend the rest of your life trying to overcome. That's what momma always says. She says that beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad, but it's the middle that counts the most. Try to remember that when you find yourself at a new beginning. Just give hope a chance to float up. And it will, too...

Childhood is what you spend the rest of your life trying to overcome.

I would have stayed with you forever. I would have turned myself inside out for you.

You think that I don't know that? I know that I'm not what I once was. I know that! But I haven't changed so much, that I would go and lie to someone that I love. God, I would walk through fire before I'd let them feel like they were nothing! And I would never break up anybody's home. Because I am not a quitter. I care about my family! I may not be the same person, but then again, neither are you. You're sad, you're weak, and you're… shorter. If you want to know the truth.

Then you should take it. If that's how you feel then you should take it. You and Connie deserve each other. You were lucky to have me. But you know what? I think I already got the best part of you. And she's standing right out there, and she's waiting for me. I don't know… what's left just doesn't look so good anymore. So why'd you come back? You want my permission? You want my… condolences? Why did you come back?

You know, I always thought I was gonna be, I don't know, special. But I'm not. I'm just… I'm just an ordinary person. And that's OK. Because… you make me special. Don't you know that? Don't you know that you're everything in this world to me? And we're gonna make it through this because we are a team. Birdee and Bernice, the coolest chicks in Smithville. So don't you ever think about leaving me again… because I need you. I love you.

I would walk through fire before I would break up a family, because I'm not a quitter.

I always thought that I was going to be, I don't know… special. But I'm not. I'm just… just an ordinary person. And that's ok. 'Cause you make me special. Don't you know that? Don't you know that you are everything in this world to me?

There's no such thing as truth. It's bullshit. Everyone has their own truth, and life just does whatever the fuck it wants.

Look, Nancy gets hit one time and the whole world shits... For me it was an all-the-time occurrence.

They got 18 months. I'll do that. Your honor. I don't have education. All I know is skating. I'm no one if I'm can't- I'm not this monster. I'm trying to do the best with what I know how to-. It's like you're giving me a life sentence. You can't do that.

America. They want someone to love, they want someone to hate.

This is bullshit. I never did this!

So I became a lady boxer. I mean why not? Violence was all I knew anyway.

All I did was the hindering of prosecution. What, you're never gonna let me skate again? I mean, I'd rather do the jail time. Please, they only got eighteen months. They got eighteen months, I'll do that. Your honour, I don't have an education. All I know is skating. That's all I know. I am no one if I can't skate.

I mean, I'm not some monster. I'm trying to do my best. It's like you're giving me a life sentence if you do that, you can't do that.

It was like being abused all over again. Only this time it was by you. All of you. You're all my attackers too.

I mean it's what you all came for, folks. The fucking incident!

I mean, come on! What kind of friggin' person bashes in their friend's knee? Who would do that to a friend?

Oh my God, It was totally the most awesomest thing. 'Cause leading up it, you're like, "I can't do it! I can't. I can't!" And then, bam, I can! And all those people who said I couldn't make it, well fuck you! I did!

I really think that you should just kill yourself.

I was the second most known person, behind Bill Clinton, in the world. That meant something. People still wanted to see me. So I became a lady boxer. I mean, why not? Violence was always what I knew anyway. America, you know, they want someone to love - but they want someone to hate. And they want it easy. But what's easy?

The haters always say, "Tonya, just tell the truth." But there's no such thing as truth. It's bullshit. Everyone has their own truth. And life just does whatever the fuck it wants.

That's the story of my life… . And that's the fucking truth!

Hi Vera, it's Tonya again. Our machine's a piece of crap. Could you just tell me where Nancy Kerrigan trains again?

Yeah, I have a stupid bet with Jeff. Spell that for me, hon? What time? Got it. Thanks, Vera.

You know, I never wanted to be a mom. Sharing it with you... that's one thing. It's another to be looking over my shoulder for the next twenty years, knowing someone else would have done it better... someone else would have done it right.

You're Mother Earth, incarnate.

You ride with Anna.

You know every story, every wound, every memory. Their whole life's happiness is wrapped up in you... every single second. Don't you get it? Look down the road to her wedding. I'm in a room alone with her, fixing her veil, fluffing her dress, telling her no woman has ever looked so beautiful. And my fear is she'll be thinking, "I wish my mom was here."

It's not that I can't cook, I choose not to cook.

I am so unbelievably sick of your imperious bullshit. I never said I was June-fucking-Clever...

...and if every time life hits her hard you want to have a twelve hour conversation every third Tuesday of the month, go right ahead, lady, I have a life.

Maybe the problem here is your daughter, and that she is a spoiled, wise-ass little brat.

Are you sure? I didn't see that on the schedule.

Ben? Ben? Ben. Get up, get up, get up. Late, late, late. Ben? Come on, honey. Get up. We're seriously late.

All right, you may think this is funny but this is so not…

funny. I'm not kidding around anymore, Ben. You make yourself appear right this instant. Ben? Ben? The clock is ticking, Ben. Come on now. Ben?

If you meet me back here in 1 hour, I will prove to you why you hired me... even though I wouldn't sleep with you

Dear Holly, I don't have much time. I don't mean literally, I mean you're out buying ice cream and you'll be home soon. But I have a feeling this is the last letter, because there is only one thing left to tell you. It isn't to go down memory lane or make you buy a lamp, you can take care of yourself without any help from me. It's to tell you how much you move me, how you changed me. You made me a man, by loving me Holly. And for that, I am eternally grateful… literally. If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you're sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you'll try to see yourself through my eyes. Thank you for the honor of being my wife. I'm a man with no regrets. How lucky am I. You made my life, Holly. But I'm just one chapter in yours. There'll be more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don't be afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends. P.S. I will always love you.

You've been thinking about me?

Have you ever thought of me in the nude?

Not even with my shirt off?

Daniel, I'm Daniel, are you ever gonna feel the way you felt about Gerry with anyone else, or do you need one of your letters to figure that out?

I really like you, but I can't be the Invisible Man. I'm tired of being the shoulder, I want to be another body part. I want to use up a woman so she's ruined for all other men.

No, I don't want to do that. I want to date a woman who actually likes men, I want to be somebody's Gerry.

Honestly, I don't blame you. It's not your fault, it's mine. I didn't plan on liking you, it just sort of happened that way, I'm sorry about that.

I don't meant to throw this at you from left field, but what do women want? I mean, I can't figure it out. They want us to ask; they, they don't want us to ask; they want us to make a move, not make a move. They want us to be on bottom; they want us to be on top. Use hair products, don't use hair products. What do you people want?

We're so arrogant, aren't we? So afraid of age, we do everything we can to prevent it. We don't realize what a privilege it is to grow old with someone. Someone who doesn't drive you to commit murder or doesn't humiliate you beyond repair.

Look, if you ever just wanna get out... just do anything, just... I'll wait for your call. And just so you know, I'm not looking for "a thing" right now. I'm just flirting in good faith.

Hey, you're Irish. Maybe it's an Irish curse or something.

Well, there you go. That explains a lot, actually. I love the Yankees, too, and I lost my fiancée last year.

I think you're a little bit perverted. I mean, you bring me to an Irish Famine Memorial… and we're eating corned beef sandwiches. That's pretty sick.

No, you're not being stupid, baby. She doesn't like you.

No… she doesn't. I was nineteen when we got married. You corrupted me with sex and charm, and the longer it takes you to make your fortune, the less sexy and charming you are.

All I know is, if you don't figure out this something, you'll just stay ordinary, and it doesn't matter if it's a work of art, or a taco, or a pair of socks! Just create something… new, and there it is, and it's you, out in the world, outside of you, and you can look at it, or hear it, or read it, or feel it… and you know a little more about… you. A little bit more than anyone else does… Does that make any sense at all?

What if this is it, Gerry? What if this is all there is to our life? You have to have a plan. Why do I have to be the responsible grown-up who worries? Why can't I be the cute, carefree Irish guy who sings all the time?

No, it's not gonna work. I feel like I'm trying on a new pair of shoes I really wanna buy, but they just don't fit. Sorry.

Do you think it'd be all right if I stop my life right here? Become good Miss Haversham of the Lower East Side? Never leave my apartment till I'm old. Sit in my wedding dress…

It's been a year. I don't feel him anymore. I feel he's gone. He's really gone!

Mom?

When daddy left, I was fourteen, and I said... That's it, never again, no man. And then I meet Gerry. This wonderful man happens to me and then, and then he died! What was the point?

I'm so angry I could kill somebody. I'm alone, and it doesn't matter what job I have or what I do or what I don't do or what friends I have, he's not here. I mean, you're alone, no matter what.

God. I didn't come here for you to give me some bullshit honest answer. Why can't you lie to me just once?

I can't breathe. I can't breathe.

Gerry thought it was the best way to honor the dead... you know, show them how well we're doing.

Dear Gerry, you said you wanted me to fall in love again, and maybe one day I will. But there are all kinds of love out there. This is my one and only life. And it's a great and terrible and short and endless thing, and none of us come out of it alive. I don't have a plan… except, it's time my mom laughed again. She has never seen the world. She has never seen Ireland. So, I'm taking her back where we started. Maybe now she'll understand. I don't know how you did it, but you brought me back from the dead. I'll write to you again soon. P.S… Guess what?