• last year
Punk-rocker turned suburban mom, Kelly, is nostalgic for a life she can no longer have and uncertain of a future she doe | dG1fRmVqSWNMa2NhYlE
Transcript
00:00 I just moved here a few months ago. Are you guys an organized mommy's group?
00:07 You should check us out online.
00:09 Oh. Okay.
00:11 How was your day, mommy?
00:17 Good. I met a neighbor.
00:20 You have a great resume.
00:22 Excuse me?
00:23 This little junior in there should be more grateful.
00:25 Get away from my house.
00:26 I shouldn't have snapped at him.
00:28 So he gets a free pass because he's in a wheelchair?
00:31 No, but he's kind of the first real person I met since we moved here.
00:35 I accept your apology and in return, I apologize if I admired your breasts inappropriately.
00:41 Nice place.
00:43 Welcome to the clubhouse.
00:45 Sweet guitar.
00:47 Listen to your mom. She's rocking it.
00:49 Why do you look so surprised? I wasn't always a suburban housewife.
00:53 I was in a band. I was young and wild.
00:56 Hey, they're here.
00:57 I'll be right down.
00:58 Think fast.
00:59 Oh, and in case you're wondering, I like mine toasted.
01:03 You should have seen the looks on her face.
01:06 Ta-da!
01:07 Mom and I have been talking about you.
01:16 Is this an intervention?
01:18 Of course not. You make it sound like you're an addict or something.
01:22 You're not.
01:23 Are you?
01:25 [car honks]
01:26 Oh, hey.
01:27 Hop in.
01:28 Okay.
01:29 You can't just define yourself by the things you've lost.
01:42 Hey, give me something else.
01:45 [music]
01:56 I love you.
01:58 You know that, right?
02:00 [music]
02:06 (upbeat music)
02:08 [BLANK_AUDIO]

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