Calico Skies

Subtitles by explosiveskull

Simplicity is when you fix complexity.

Simplicity is not something you start with,

it is the goal, the finish line.

I've been spending all my life looking for simplicity.

Little by little I backed away from the fuss,

the fury, the sweating and I traded it all

for a simple sharp scheme.

Do you remember pick up sticks when we were kids?

I'm the one on the side.

The one you catch right away,

the one you don't need to sweat for,

the one you easily take out of the game.

I might claim antiseptic, simplicity.

I wake up.

I take a hundred milligrams of Zoloft,

sertraline, on an empty stomach.

The pill insights an artificial nauseous feeling in me.

I toast some bread, I take two Alka-Seltzers.

I blend half a carrot, a beet, a celery stick

and some protein powder

so I don't have to bother eating anything.

2,750 feet away from my house there's a coffee shop.

I don't know if that's the actual distance,

Google Map says so.

I walk and have my first espresso there.

And so that I can mingle with people.

I pretend to lift some weights.

I buy some weed.

I only buy cookies and gummy bears and space cupcakes.

I don't smoke, smoke smells.

Smoke is for construction workers.

By the time I'm back home,

I am completely stoned.

I play three chords on the guitar.

I sleep until I wake up.

No alarms, I hate alarms.

We would only really need alarms

if we wouldn't wake up otherwise,

but we always wake up eventually.

Goddammit.

Then I go grab my second espresso of the day

at the coffee shop, and so I can mingle with people.

When I go back home I visit my brothers grave.

Except graves are useless.

I don't go to cemeteries.

Then I have some Xanax, not a lot, half a milligram,

just to avoid the melancholy

stabbing me in the face too hard.

I watch a movie.

When the movie finishes I take Diazepam,

what all you losers call Valium.

Then I wake up in the morning.

I mean, at least this is what I've done so far.

Why don't I just kill myself and make it that easy?

Like hell.

I really like this town.

It's so nice, isn't it?

It's okay, whatever.

I love it.

It's quiet, peaceful, very respectful,

away from the chaos of the city.

I see you here pretty often.

- You live nearby? - Mm-hm.

Very nice community.

Don't you think so?

If the environment is clean,

the faster the conscience gets dirty, my friend.

- Pardon me? - Forget it.

I'm John.

Phoenix.

I gotta go to the store, get some hangers,

for my wife. Can you believe that?

Hangers, what a great plan for a Friday night.

- You married? - Nope.

But you wear a ring.

Oh, ah aesthetics.

You wear sneakers, doesn't mean you're an athlete.

That's bad man, you're gonna put that right in the coffee?

Yeah.

What's it for?

Alka-Seltzer, I mean it's for, because I'm sad.

I use Alka-Seltzer for a lot of maladies.

What's a big boy like you so sad about?

You know, I'm sorry John, I'm truly,

banality makes me sad I guess the most.

Look I'm sorry John, I'm sorry, I gotta go,

I just met you, I'm sorry, sorry, bye.

Sir?

Good morning, sir.

I'm the new mail person.

I didn't get a chance to meet you yet.

Sir?

Mark was always on time.

Buy a watch.

I'm Ariel, by the way.

In 600 feet turn right onto Dell Avenue.

Turn right.

Head north on Wednesday Avenue towards Padre Terrace.

Turn right on (indistinct) street,

then you will arrive at your destination.

You have arrived.

Ow.

- You know what man? - Huh?

I'm getting so used to this

I'm thinking this looks good on you. (laughing)

Are you done?

You know what, it doesn't matter what kind of job you do

as long as you're good at it.

Yeah you're gonna recover pretty good.

You know the process by heart.

It's none of my business but,

you need to get out once in a while my friend.

All that mold you have under the rug,

is going to infect your lungs.

Once a week, but only once a week I do drugs.

I start with Xanax which I mix

with half a glass of pure malt whiskey,

and I chase the whole thing with two Vicodin.

Don't get me wrong, it's all absolutely legal,

you only need 20 bucks and a doctor prescription.

But the wise blend of these three guys here

have such a mystical effect,

compared to this a shot of cocaine is a little peck.

In this state I can spend hours

reading nutrition facts on food boxes.

They can tell you your whole family

has been exterminated by a group of Islamic fundamentalists

and react to the news with a cheerful shrug.

Saturday is for grocery shopping.

What the hell's going on around here?

Hey, hey go out there.

Here you go, hey hey.

Catch, good catch, what's your name?

What's your name?

- Geronimo. - Like the Indian?

- Hi. - Hey.

- I'm sorry for that. - That's okay.

My son Danny gets a little wilder out here.

Danny, I thought his name was Geronimo?

I'm Luigi.

- Luigi? - Yeah.

Wow, Phoenix.

- Thanks for the ball. - Sure, sure, sure.

My wife Charlotte is making home made to eat tonight.

Why don't you join us for dinner?

No, I mean, I can't.

- Ah come on, it will be fun. - No it won't be.

You can bring your, do you live with someone else here?

No I'm alone, I'm alone.

Alone, come on guy, it'll be nice.

No, no. (stammering)

That's our house, yellow house, see you at eight okay?

- No I wish I... - See you tonight.

- No no, what's your name? - See you tonight, okay.

- I wish I could but I can't... - Okay okay.

- I can't, I don't know how... - See you tonight.

So, Luigi's from Italy, I'm from Belgium.

We met each other at an airport in Hong Kong.

Now we ended up living here in the middle of the desert.

Yeah.

You know we used to travel so much.