Our Souls at Night

And we will be broadcasting live from the fairgrounds

in Pueblo on Friday and again next Tuesday.

Mike and I will be eating corn dogs.

Mike says that's his favorite. Rob, what's yours?

It's gonna be the funnel cake, I must admit, yes.

The funnel cake? Okay, hope to see you guys all there.

Lena, thank you. Well, right now, looking a lot like fall outside...

Looking due west, so we do have...

And, uh, you know, for the most part,

they're not dumping a lot of rain at this point.

They actually have some movement to them, so not very stationary,

staying on point, I should say.

So, as we go through the hour-by-hour here,

maybe around midnight tonight-- we're gonna stop this here.

-Hello, Louis. -Hello, Mrs. Moore.

Addie.

Is everything all right?

Can I talk to you about something?

Sure.

-May I come in? -Oh, oh, yeah, sure.

This is the next storm system moving into the Pacific Northwest.

This will come in our direction over the next two days

and really clear everything on out of here.

So the highs today, we only saw the lower 70s today.

Tomorrow, much the same.

We're gonna be embedded in a lot of cloud cover,

maybe a few streaks of sun here and there.

But by Saturday, watch this.

So...

...by the time we get into Sunday because that system comes right through,

-dries us out... -Oh, oh! I'm so sorry.

I want to suggest something to you.

It's a... proposal of sorts.

Not marriage.

It is a kind of marriage-like question, actually, but, um...

I'm getting cold feet.

Would you be interested in coming to my house sometime to sleep with me?

-Did I take your breath away? - Yeah.

See...

we're both alone.

You know, we've been on our own for... for years.

And, uh...

I'm lonely, and I'm guessing you might be, too.

Louis, it's not about sex.

I lost interest in that a long time ago.

No, it's, um...

It's about getting through the night, you know?

About...

lying down in bed together and-- and talking through the night

until we fall asleep, that kind of thing.

Nights are the worst, don't you think?

But I think I could sleep again if there was somebody next to me,

you know, someone nice.

-I don't know. -Is it...

Would that be something of interest to you?

Can I think about it?

Certainly, of course.

I'll-- I'll call you, okay? I'll give you a call.

I'm sure Diane had your number here somewhere.

-Thank you for your time. -No, thank you.

Oh, here. Stupid door. Here, let me get that.

Thank you.

He's a puzzle. He's a puzzle.

And if he drinks half as much as I hear he does,

then I am glad he lost his job.

About time, I say.

-And his dad... -I remember him.

His dad was just exactly like him.

He used to paint that old kind of jalopy car

all those ridiculous colors and just for attention.

And then he had the guts to drive that piece of crap around town...

...cruising the streets.

It was one ugly vehicle.

We can say one thing about those two guys, father and son...

they knew what "cocktail hour" was.

Oh, yeah.

- Hello? -Uh, Addie?

Hello?

-Addie? - Hi!

This is Louis Waters.

- Hello, Louis. -Hi.

So, uh, I've been thinking about what you suggested,

and I think I'd like to try it.

Oh.

Well, uh, when-- when were you thinking?

Tomorrow night?

What time tomorrow?

Nine?

- Okay, tomorrow works for me. -Okay.

- Um, I'll see you then. -Right.

What are you doing back here?

Well, I wasn't sure if-- You know how it is. People talk.

Um...

How about a drink?

Sounds like a good idea.

Red okay?

Do you have any beer?

I'll get some beer for you next time.

What, you don't think there's going to be a next time?

Oh, no, no. It's not that. It's just...

Wait a minute. How long have we known each other?

How long have we been neighbors?

-We don't really know each other. -Well...

How about we get to know each other?

Go ahead, ask me a question. Anything.

Pretty cold for spring, huh?

Oh, really?

We're gonna talk about the weather?

What else is there to talk about?

Literally anything else.

I'm not much of a talker these days.

Well, that's disappointing.

-Would you like a tour of the house? -What--

Yeah.

This is the living room.

-And, uh... -Oh.

Bigger house than I thought, more rooms.

It's been a good house for us.

How long have you lived here?

-48 years. -48 years?

That's a long time.

Would you like to see the upstairs?

Okay.

So this was Connie's room.

And this was Gene's room.

And the bathroom.

And, um...

This is where we always slept.

I'm sorry about the "we."

Oh, I know what you mean.

You getting in?

Yeah.

Awfully quiet, Louis.

Yeah, well...

I was just thinking how strange this all seems.

Maybe it wasn't such a good idea?

Maybe... Maybe it could be.

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe it is.

You know what else I was thinking?

Are you still awake?

Storms will continue to march off to the east,

and this model brings in some redevelopment late tonight.

This is 11 o'clock

across El Paso County back into Teller County,

still another round of shower activity possible.

Overnight tonight, light rain possible across parts of the viewing area.

Nothing intense, just a few raindrops on the rooftops,

even for the drive early tomorrow morning.

Light showers certainly possible by 8:30 to nine.

Even a couple of sprinkles in some areas.

We're going to see dry conditions and some sunshine during the midday hours.

That'll help destabilize the atmosphere,

so thunderstorms will develop again tomorrow afternoon...

I wasn't sure if you'd come back.

Why not?

I don't know.

You didn't leave your pajamas here last time.

I didn't...

I didn't want to seem presumptuous.

It might be easier if you left a few things here.

Well, then you wouldn't have to carry them.

So... why me?

What, you think I'd just pick anybody?

Well, no, just curious. I just wondered.

I always thought you were someone I could talk to.

And you're a lot better-looking

-than Jerry Henderson. Yeah. -Henderson?

-You know, the truth is... -Hmm?

I always thought you were a good man.

-You did? -Mm-hmm.

So how have you thought of me, if you ever have?

Oh. I've thought of you.

- No. -No, not just that.

But a person of substance, of character.

Whatever gave you that impression?

Because the way you lived your life,

the way you managed your life after Carl died.

I knew the way it was with Diane and me,

and it seemed to me you were doing a lot better than I was.

And I-- I admired that.

But you never came over or made a point of talking to me.

Well... that would've been intrusive.

-I mean... -Yeah, intrusive.

You know, I think...

that you should come through the front door next time.

-Well, like I said, people talk. -Oh, let them talk.

You know, I've spent my whole life worrying about what people think.

So, uh, what else do you want to know?

Well, I have some questions.

Yeah, such as?

Well, where you're from, what you were like as a little girl,

how you met Carl, who your friends are.

Well, what? I could go on.

I could-- You know?

What you believe in, what party you vote for.

-Hello? - Oh, thank God.

Holly?

- I was ready to call the police. - What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong, Dad. I was worried about you.