Daniel Isn't Real

[Rock music playing over radio]

Okay, latte.

There you go.

Oh, your nails are so cute. I love it.

- You want another? - Yeah, that'd be great.

You need to calm down.

Do not tell me how to feel.

Do not tell me how to feel.

Did the fucking doctors... Did the fucking doctors...

No. They don't need to.

Jesus Christ.

What, are you going to break every fucking dish in the house?

Do you want me to pick them up and pack them up

for you when you go?

You know what? You need help.

- I have had help. - I am done with this shit.

- Help doesn't help. - Okay?

This medicine doesn't make me me.

I'm not me anymore when I take the medicine.

I'm perfectly fine. You are not a doctor.

You are not a doctor.

It will be okay, Wilbur.

Oh, you're going to take my baby?

You want to go play?

Ill show you guys this way.

- Alright? - We should go the other way.

I'm going to pull up my laser sniper.

Okay.

Aah! We're being shot at!

Luke?

Luke?

Luke, don't ever run away like that ever again, okay?

- Come on. - Wait.

Can Daniel come with us?

Daniel? Who's Daniel?

Mom, he's my friend.

Okay. Sure.

Daniel, would you come to our house for dinner?

Yes, thanks.

You're the last hope to guard the king's fortress.

- Aah! - Aah!

But right now, I'm going to skydive out of a helicopter,

and you will be flying down videoing it.

Yep.

You have to fold that part in,

and then you have to fold it in half.

Ah. A-ha.

What's that? It's an origami tea set.

Wow. Did you make that?

I wanted you to have a nice tea party

because you've been sad.

Oh. Thank you.

Three, two, one.

Say, "cheeseburger."

Click.

We're going to be just fine, just you and me.

I have a really cool idea.

You have to press it down while you turn it.

What are these?

They'll give your mom super powers.

Luke?

Luke?

Luke?

Hey, baby.

Luke?

What did you do?

What did you do to me?

It wasn't me. It was Daniel.

Daniel?

Baby, no more Daniel, honey.

No more Daniel.

Okay?

Here, baby.

Take this key, and you can lock up your,

um, imaginary friend in Grandma's dollhouse.

I don't want to.

You... You have to.

You did something bad. Now, get in.

Get in. Get in!

Get in! Get in!

Get in!

Get in!

Get in! Get in! Get in!

Get in! Get in!

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. I'll come by on the weekend.

When are you coming?

Yeah, like, uh, today or tomorrow.

- I don't know. - I mean, you can...

you can do that if you want to do that,

but just don't do that because you think I need you

to do that because I'm fine.

- I just... - Mom...

No. You don't have to do that.

Well, of course I want to see you.

Don't just come home because you don't like the school.

Maybe you just need to make some friends or something.

Yo. Yo. Check her out.

I'm not trying to be mean. Do you think... I think...

Jesus, goddess of the digital age.

I want to see you because I do. I want to see you.

Of course, I want to see you, but...

Can't decide if I want to bang her or worship her.

And so a successful photograph is not only

about technical equipment...

the lens, the focus, the lighting.

I expect you really have something

The most important thing is the relationship between you,

the photographer, and your subject.

Mom?

Mom?

Hi.

Beautiful boy.

Mm.

I brought sandwiches.

It's ham and cheese.

Yeah.

It's your favorite.

Thank you.

What are you working on, Mom?

Uh, it is, uh, sometimes, it's the words.

Sometimes... I feel like they speak to me.

There's messages in them,

in the books and message in the...

Mom, what happened to the mirror?

Uh...

I didn't like what I saw.

[Indistinct conversations continue]

[Techno music, singing continues]

[Indistinct conversations continue]

It's common for people to see things

that aren't real.

Stress, alone, can do that.

I wouldn't worry.

Well, if I faint like a Victorian duchess every time

I get stressed out by college,

it's going to be a long 4 years, right?

That's why you're here.

Uh, my, uh, my mom, she doesn't really trust doctors.

Uh, she would not want me to be here.

She's not well.

Um, I think it's been worse since I left home.

I worry about her a lot.

Fuck, I worry that I could become like her.

I mean, this is supposed to be the age where

you can start to...

It can be.

What else do you worry about?

Um, sex and death, I guess.

The only topics that should interest an adult.

Yeah? Says who?