怦然心动 Flipped (2010)【完整台词】

Another disaster avoided.

My life had become a minefield.

- Hey, man.
- Hey.

What's this?

Whoa.

It's not what you think.

Okay, it is what you think,
but I can explain.

Okay, I can't explain.
Can we just talk about it later?

Whatever you say.

I had to talk to someone.

Why not Garrett?
Maybe he could help me get back on track.

Garrett was surprisingly sensitive
in matters of the heart.

Are you freaking mental? Juli Baker.
You hate her.

That's what's weird. I don't think I do.
I can't stop thinking about her.

- You got it bad, man.
- Well, what do I do?

Well, you gotta nip this in the bud.
These aren't real emotions.

- They're not?
- You feel guilty because of the egg thing.

Yeah, and I insulted her yard.

Exactly. Of course,
the place is a dump anyways.

Her dad's got a retarded brother
and all their money goes to helping him.

A retard? Well, shoot,
that ought to tell you something.

- About what?
- About Juli.

What are you saying?

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

I couldn't believe it.
I wanted to yell at him.

Tell him that he didn't know Juli
like I did.

But all that came out was:

Heh, oh.

- Right.
- Yeah.

Right. Um, I'll talk to you later.

I was supposed to go
to Garrett's after school...

...but I couldn't be around him.

He'd crossed the line.

And standing right next to him
across that line was my father.

I didn't care what they thought.

I liked Juli Baker.

Sunday mornings
are peaceful in our house.

My dad lets himself sleep in.

My mother lets herself not fix breakfast.

If my brothers have been out late
playing with their band...

...you won't even know they're around
till noon.

But this Sunday, I woke up feeling weird.

I had to do something to shake off
the confused feelings about Bryce...

...that were starting to creep back in.

You really did it, didn't you? Heh.

- Proud of you.
- Thanks, Dad.

- Where you going?
- To see Daniel. It's his birthday.

I wanna come with you.

Oh, honey, just enjoy the morning,
stay with your mom.

No, Dad. I wanna come.

Sweetheart, listen.

Sometimes, with Daniel...

I'm coming, Dad.

Okay.

We'd better leave a note for your mother.

In all the years,
I'd never visited my Uncle Daniel.

I don't know why.
It was always something my dad did alone.

We didn't say much to each other on
the drive to Devonhurst, but I didn't care.

I just liked being with my dad.

Somehow the silence seemed to connect us
in a way that words never could.

The residents tend to the grounds
as part of their therapy.

It takes some getting used to.
They're good people, though.

Daniel?

Daniel.

Richard! You're here!

Richard for my birthday.

Who? Richard, who? Who?

Who? Who? Richard, who? Who?

Daniel, Daniel, it's Julianna.
It's my daughter.

Your niece.

Julianna.

- Ha, Julianna.
- Happy birthday, Uncle Daniel.

Ha-ha-ha. Richard. It's my birthday.

I have your pictures, Julianna.
I have your pictures.

We have a present for you.

A puzzle? A puzzle, Richard?

Not just a puzzle.

A puzzle and a...

...pinwheel.

A pinwheel! Thank you, Richard.

Yes.

Orange. Outside? Outside, Richard?

You wanna go outside?
All right, we'll go to, uh, McElliot's.

- We'll walk out there for an ice cream.
- Ice cream!

Oh, no. No, no, we can't.

Daniel doesn't like ice cream.

Aw.

- I do like ice cream, Richard.
- I'm only kidding.

- I know you like ice cream.
- Ahh!

You love ice cream. All right, come on.

- Here you go. Got it?
- Ah!

Here you go.

It's my birthday.

Lollipop. It's my birthday.

You like it? Oh!

- All right, Daniel. Okay, wait, wait.
- Ice cream. Ice cream.

- My ice cream. My ice cream. Ugh!
- It's okay. Daniel.

Daniel!

Daniel! Leave it, I'll get y...

Ice cream on the floor.
Ice cream on the floor.

Would you go get him another cone?

- Yeah.
- I need ice cream, Richard!

It's my birthday, Richard.
It's my birthday!

Ice cream, Richard! Ice cream, Richard!

Stop! Stop it!

- I need it!
- Stop it! Stop it!

- Here we go.
- Ice cream!

Aah!

- Richard!
- Okay, okay. I've got some ice cream.

Birthday ice cream. That's good, Richard.

I'm so sorry.
He hasn't done anything like that...

I'd often heard my father talk about
how difficult life was for Daniel.

But I never really understood it until now.

- Yeah, there you go.
- Heh. Orange.

On the walk back,
Daniel acted like nothing had happened.

Other way. Other way.

On the ride home,
my dad told me that Uncle Daniel...

...used to live with him and Mom
before we were born.

But after a while, it became too difficult.

When we got home,
everything looked the same.

But it wasn't.

Before today, Daniel had always been
just a name to me.

Now he was part of the family.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How'd it go?

I'm glad I went.

I'm glad you went too.

Trina, it's Sunday.
What are you doing mopping the floor?

Patty Loski invited us over for dinner
Friday night.

Shouldn't she be mopping her floor?

Or did she ask to borrow ours?

Nervous energy.

- Did she invite all of us?
- Yes, she did.

Even our friend Sal Monella?

Richard.

Why, after all these years?

Well, she said she felt really bad
that they hadn't invited us before...

...and apparently they want
to get to know us better.

And you wanna go?

Well, she insisted.

And I think it would be really nice.

All right.

We'll go.

I wasn't too thrilled about dinner
with the Loskis...

...but I could see it meant a lot
to my mother.

At school the next day,
I couldn't seem to concentrate.

My thoughts kept running back to Daniel.

I wondered what my grandparents
had gone through having a son like him...

...when reality interrupted.

- Bryce Loski likes you.
- What?

He's got a big crush on you.

What are you talking about?
Bryce Loski does not have a crush on me.

Oh, yeah?
In science, I caught him staring at you.

He said it was because there was a bee
in your hair.

Is that the lamest cover-up or what?

Maybe there was a bee.

The only bee you're attracting
is B-R-Y-C-E.

I'm telling you,
that boy is lost in love land.

- Come on.
- Where?

I saw him sneaking off with Garrett.
Come on.

Are you freaking mental?
Juli Baker. You hate her.

That's what's so weird. I don't think I do.

I can't stop thinking about her.

- You got it bad, man.
- What do I do?

You gotta nip this in the bud.

- These aren't real emotions.
- They're not?

You feel guilty because of the egg thing.

Yeah, and I insulted her yard.

Exactly. The place is a dump anyways.

Her dad's got a retarded brother
and all their money goes to helping him.

A retard?
Well, that ought to tell you something.

- About what?
- About Juli.

What are you saying?

The apple doesn't fall far
from the tree, my friend.

- Oh, heh. Yeah. Right.
- Yeah.

I'll talk to you later.

Okay.

I'm sorry. I thought...

It's okay. It's fine.

And it was.