Blink

The band's so good.

It's so funny.

What's wrong with my suit?

Take a look at yours.

You ought to have a matching handbag.

What did it cost you, two paychecks?

Who's next?

Some mick band folk crap.

Hey, I'm trying to share some cultural diversity...

here with you ignorant fucks.

The music of my people, all right?

And all you got to do is hurl racial epithets?

Ladies and gentlemen...

The Drovers!

1... 2... 3... 4.

Mother Mary, would you look at her?

Nice. Hey, John, is she one of your people?

I think it's his mother's side...

County Cork or some kind of crap like that.

Hey, did your mother look like that?

Oh, my God...

would you look at the wheels on that mother!

Gentlemen, I got a pronouncement to make.

I am going to know that girl.

I mean, know her.

Fat chance!

When was the last time you got laid?

Come on, when was the last time you got laid?

Was it Carter-Mondale, huh?

Goldwater! Goldwater!

I bet you 10 bucks...

you can't nab that girl on stage.

You'll have to come up with more money than that.

All right. I got you. I'll bet you 20 bucks...

20 that you can't get her to smile.

20 bucks that what?

You can't get her to smile at you.

That I can't get her to smile at me?

What are you, deaf?

I'm taking money from children.

Take my motherfucking money. Come on.

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Shake it, baby!

See, white boys can't dance.

That's the problem. White boys can't dance.

I keep telling you.

She's gonna look!

Hey, mama, are you looking?

Oh, yeah! Go, Johnny, go!

Go! Go!

Oh, yeah, yeah! Get in there.

There you go!

She's not even...

she's not even looking at him!

Yeah! Mmm!

Show us the whole business, yeah!

Give us the redeye, baby!

Come on, show us the goods!

Great show, guys!

Great show!

The Sun Times lady was here.

She may have been dancing.

Either she was dancing...

or she had gum stuck on her shoe.

- Emma. - Yeah?

I see you have a groupie.

Ralphie's my groupie, aren't you, boy?

No. No, I mean, who's the asshole?

I heard about that. What happened?

Gave us a great big anatomy lesson.

Oh. How big?

Nice doggy.

Hello, Mr. Cuchetto.

Emma.

OK. That's my baby boy.

We're home.

Good boy.

All right. Go get your bunny, Ralphie.

Come on, jump up.

Yeah. There you go.

Good boy.

Hello?

Hi. It's Dr. Pierce.

Doc, it's Saturday night. Why aren't you on a date?

I don't have dates. L... I have seminars.

Emma, we have a donor.

I pulled a few strings at the eye bank.

What are you saying?

Would you like to do it now?

It's, uh, Brody, Emma.

B-r-o-d-y.

247 West Damen Street, apartment 2B.

247 West Damen what?

She's been waiting 20 years...

and you want to fill out forms?

How you doing?

I think you're more excited about this than I am.

I'm getting new wallpaper...

and I just have to have your opinion.

Yee-hah!

Just relax, Emma. Count sheep.

I don't remember sheep.

I keep picturing Wile E. Coyote.

Count something you know a lot of.

Not men, thank you. How about your jobs?

OK. Uh, carton packer...

ticket taker...

suicide... hotline operator...

tiny dog trainer...

hooker...

no, not really.

I love you all.

Oh, God!

Are you the new Mr. Whitney?

No, kid, I'm Santa Claus.

Don't you recognize me?

Santa already came at Christmas.

Yeah, well, I had one more gift...

for Mrs. Whitney.

You got one for me?

Why not?

'Cause you're a bad kid.

But Mrs. Whitney was good?

I have absolutely no idea.

See this? This is for sugar... candy.

No mind-altering substances with that, OK?

Some of your fans are here to observe.

Bobby, are you there?

I'm here, Emma.

Good. 'Cause I got to check you out.

You won't be sorry.

What's the first thing I'm going to see?

Probably my face.

Keep the bandage on.

Stop.

I'm scared.

It's scary.

Could you ask the others to leave? Sorry.

That was a joke, about your face.

I know.

I, uh, I just wish I'd seen it before...

so I could prepare myself.

Picture the last one you saw.

That's my mother's.

I never want to see a face like that ever.

Don't expect too much at first.

It's just the one eye. Keep your lids closed.

We have to see if this eye works...

before we do the other one.

I'm going to open your lids.

You have no depth perception now.

Here I am.

Oh, Dr. Pierce...

It's nice to see... to see you.

Who is it?

Hello?

Hello?

I walked into her room, she looked right through me.

She couldn't tell if anybody was there.

What the fuck... can I say fuck in here?

I guess you can.

What kind of a doctor are you?

I'm an ocular surgeon...

and I can't discuss Emma's case...

with anyone but Emma or family.

The band is her family. We've got an interview.

She can't handle that yet.

She's been on her own since she was 15.

She handles a lot.

She wants you to think that.

You want to take care of her.

Men react this way to Emma.

I do take care of her. I'm her doctor.

Can she see or not, doctor?

You know what it's like to be sleeping...

and someone turns on the light?

How it hurts, and you squint...

and you stumble around...

and it takes you some time to adjust.

Effectively, Emma's been sleeping for 20 years.

Humans reach visual maturity at age 9.

Emma was blinded at 8.

We just don't know what she'll see...

or how well she'll see it.

Can I help you?

Good morning. Anything... hey! Hey!

Careful? Are you all right?

- Jesus. - Yes, I'm fine.

You sure you didn't break anything?

I'm fine, thanks. There was a woman just now.

She had flowers. Did you see her?

She had a hat.

A hat? Well, you... you...

you mean Candice?

That was Candice?

That was yesterday, Emma.

No, she was here 2 seconds ago.

Tell her to come back.

Candice was here yesterday.

Yesterday?