Amazon Prime Video original film Rain Man was released December 12th, 1988.
#RainMan made $354.8M at the international box office.
rottentomatoes: 88%
metacritic: 65
imdb: 8.0
oscars: 4 wins
golden globes: 2 wins
Charlie Babbitt
Charlie Babbitt has a brother with autism in Cincinnati, Ohio.
“I’m still sitting on four Lamborghinis that can’t make the smog emission standards. Now, how many times you wash out with EPA? Three times? We’re really on a roll here, my friend. Four cars, three times each. That’s zip for 12. What are you? A mechanic or a NASA engineer? Now, listen. I told you I’ve never dealt with Lamborghinis before, and yet you assured me that you could deliver these cars within that time frame. Don’t tell me that, ’cause I’m not even listening. Well, I’ll explain that to my swing loan. I’m sure he’ll be very sympathetic. I’m into him for 200,000. That’s thousand, my friend, three zeros.”– Charlie Babbitt
“I got all my money tied up in these cars, and if I don’t get my money out, I am over, I am finished. Do you understand that? I don’t give a shit about your problems. I got a shark snapping at my heels here. They could’ve taken the car and my business 11 days ago. They’re collateral, for chrissake. Go to hold ’em off with a whip and chair here. Fucking EPA… whole world is choking on smog, and they’re gonna correct the situation by keeping my four cars off the road? Wyatt? I’m gonna have to call you back. Tell him that you don’t understand, I signed a check on Tuesday you personally watched me sign it, and then you gave it to the mail girl. Come on, I need this. Come on. Just tell him I’m connecting to Barbados, arriving 1:30 a.m., can he leave a number? I’m standing here. Talk to me, talk to me.”– Charlie Babbitt
Tell him that was me on the other line, that the cars just passed emissions, that the paperwork will be in here momentarily… you paying attention, Lenny? Tell them also that I’m knocking off five grand on both their deals because I appreciate their patience. Now, do you understand that? Are you sure you’ve got that? Ready for Palm Springs? We’re seconds away from closing this deal, clearing 75 grand. Not bad for a couple of phone calls, huh? You know where to find us, right, Lenny?”– Charlie Babbitt
“I’m just thinking. You know, nothing special. I’m just thinking. If there’s something to talk about, Susanna, we’d be talking about it. I’m just thinking. What’s the big to-do about me thinking here? Okay, you wanna talk, let’s talk. How was your day? Let’s talk. No, let’s talk! One of these again, Susanna. How did we get back to one of these? I don’t know why I put up with all this. You wanted to go to Palm Springs, and we’re going to Palm Springs. You want to talk, let’s talk! Let’s talk!”– Charlie Babbitt
“Yeah. Uh-huh. That’s not necessary. Anything else? All right. Just call… sorry about the weekend, hon. Look, I told you before, we had a falling out a long time ago. My mother died when I was two. It was just him and me. We just didn’t get along. Yeah. That’s really sweet, but there’s really no point, you know? All right. Sorry, I forgot who I was talking to.”– Charlie Babbitt
“Just have to go over the details then we’re outta here. I knew this car my whole life. Only drove it once. It’s a 1949 Buick Roadmaster convertible. Only 8,000 production models made. Straight-8. Fireball-8. It was the first full year of the Dynaflow transmission. I know it by rote. What are you doing looking at this? Put that away.”– Charlie Babbitt
“You wanna hear a story? I’ll tell you one story. But don’t get mad. You know the convertible in the garage? His baby. Buick. The car was off limits to me. ‘That’s a classic,’ he’d say. ‘It commands respect. It’s not for children.’ Tenth grade, I’m 16 years old, and for once, I bring home a report card and it’s almost all A’s. I go to my old man, ‘can I take the car out?’ Take the guys out in the Buick, sort of a victory drive. He says no. I take it anyway. I steal the keys, sneak it out. Yes.”– Charlie Babbitt
“Because I deserved it. Nothing I did was good enough for this guy. Don’t you understand that? We’re on Columbia Parkway, four kids. We get pulled over. Pulled over. Yes. Can I finish? He called in a report of a stolen car, not his son took the car without permission, just stolen. Central station, the other guys’ dads bail them out in an hour, he left me there two days. Two days. Yeah, I was scared. Left home. I never saw him again. When I was a kid and got scared, the Rain Man would come and sing to me.”– Charlie Babbitt
“You know, one of those imaginary childhood friends. Nothing. I just grew up. The last part, what does that mean? Who is that? Who controls the money? You? You control the money? What is that? How does that work? How does that work? Disappointed? Why should I be disappointed? I got rosebushes, didn’t I? I got a used car, didn’t I? What’s-his-name got… what’d you call him? Right, beneficiary. He got $3 million. But he didn’t get the rosebushes. I got the rosebushes.”– Charlie Babbitt
“I mean, those are rosebushes. To what? To be upset? To be upset? If there is a hell, sir, my father is in it, and he is looking up right now and he is laughing his ass off. Sanford Babbitt, you want to be that guy’s son for five minutes? Did you hear that letter? Were you listening? Were you? No. Could you repeat it? I can’t believe my fuckin’ ears.”– Charlie Babbitt
“I got what I expected. Susanna, this could take a few minutes. Yes, I think you can. I have a problem with a private trust… that’s a terrific suit. My father was Sanford Babbitt… excuse me. Is this Wallbrook? Excuse me. No, we’ll stay here. Thank you. Whatever this is, I don’t understand the point of secrecy. This patient is an old girlfriend of my father’s? The year my mother died. That hardly seems fair. Maybe that’s something that we could discuss.”– Charlie Babbitt
“And you think I should feel a little of that loyalty? I was hoping that we could talk, that you would explain my father’s side of it, help me understand the right in what he’s done, because, failing that, I have responsibilities of my own, and they have to be met, even if thta means a fight.”– Charlie Babbitt
“What is this? Who is this guy? Well, he can jump out. That’s good. Come on, come on. Why did you let him get in this car? It’s not a toy. You know, these seats were brown leather. You know this car? How do you know this car? Who’s your dad? Sanford Babbitt? That’s my address. What is it with this guy? Hey, who’s your mother?”– Charlie Babbitt
“Eleanor? Who the hell are you? Huh? Wait a second, where are you going? Hold it, wait a second here, I want to ask you a question. Hey, I’m talking to you! Bruner, who is this guy? My brother? I don’t have a brother.”– Charlie Babbitt
“What, is he crazy? Is he retarded? Well, he’s not crazy, he’s not retarded, but he’s here. I don’t know what that means. Yeah, but he’s retarded. What does that mean? English here. You’re talking over my head. Rituals, that’s a good one. How long has he been here? No, how old is he? You’ve been here that long? So that’s ’65, ’75, ’85. I was almost three years old and you knew he had a brother, you knew I was his brother. What’s the point? What’s the fuckin’ point is why didn’t anybody tell me I had a brother? I don’t know. Does he know how much money he’s been left?”– Charlie Babbitt
“He doesn’t understand the concept of money. He’s just inherited $3 million, and he doesn’t understand the concept of money? That is fucking poetic, don’t you think? Good old Dad. What is this? Why is he doing this? Yeah. Why? So he memorized ‘who’s on first?’ All these great books. He reads, huh? You like Shakespeare, Ray? Did you read all this? You don’t know? Did you read Macbeth? You read Hamlet? Read the Twelfth Night? Yes? You read all these stories that are in this book, and you don’t know if you read the book? You don’t know? You don’t know, okay. No, Ray, take it easy, I’m not going to… I won’t touch anything else, Ray.”– Charlie Babbitt
“Hey, Ray, you want to go take a walk? Hmm? Ray? Ray? Can he hear us when he’s like that? Don’t worry, Ray. We’ll bring you right back. We’ll bring him right back. You’re upset. Just calm down. Raymond, I’m gonna talk to Susanna alone. Susanna, just hold on. Okay? I’ll be right back. No. Just stay. Just stay there. No, Raymond. Raymond. Raymond. Raymond! Just stay there. Just stand still, okay? That’s good. What? No. Why? It’s for Raymond. The car disturbs him. That’s why.”– Charlie Babbitt
“Okay, Raymond. What are you looking at, Ray? Ray, the ducks are over here, what are you looking at? Listen, our father died. Did you know that he died last week, did they tell you that? You don’t know if they told you, or you don’t know what dead is? That means he’s gone. He’s not with us anymore. He’s at the cemetery. You want to see him at the cemetery, Ray?”– Charlie Babbitt
“Does that mean maybe? Does that mean maybe you wanna go? You know, I live in Los Angeles. I thought maybe you’d go to Los Angeles, like to see a Dodger game. Go see the Dodgers play. We don’t have to go today. Just thought maybe you’d like to go to Los Angeles with me, you know, go see Fernando Valenzuela pitch. He’s gonna pitch on Wednesday? I’m not doing anything on Wednesday. Let’s go to L.A. Come on, Ray.”– Charlie Babbitt
“Wait till you get there. The people, crowds cheering. You’ll love it. Here’s the Presidential Suite. Dinner’s at 6:30 p.m. And to the left is Raymond’s room. Look at this big, beautiful room, huh, Ray? It’s just for tonight, Ray. Little guy, little guy! Whoa, whoa, whoa! This is gonna be terrific. We’re brothers. Dr. Bruner wants us to spend time together. We’re gonna have some fun.”– Charlie Babbitt
“He said that. Yeah, well, we can do that. We can work tapioca pudding, I’m gonna call Lenny. You don’t like it there, you can move it. Where do you want the bed, Raymond? Here’s a book. Big telephone book, huh? Lot of words. Lenny, pick up, will you? I got $200,000 about to go in the shit house, and he doesn’t wanna answer the phone. What is it, 6:00 here? That means it’s 9:00 there, huh, Susanna? It’s 3:00 there. It’s 3:00, he doesn’t want to answer the phone?”– Charlie Babbitt
“I know what’s good for him. Oh, God. Go see what he’s doing will you? No, he’s okay. We’ll just get him some dinner, he’ll be all right. What’d you say you wanted? Hamburger? Hamburger, Ray? Huh? Yeah, get me Stu. This is Charlie Babbitt calling. Where is he? I got a bit of a legal problem here. All right, I’ll call him tomorrow. Yeah, room service, Suite 21. I’d like to order a large pizza. Pepperoni, right? That’s right. A large pepperoni. How long’s that going to take? Bring some beer up for two, and orange soda. Tapioca pudding, you got tapioca pudding? Well, just bring the closest thing. All right, great. What? Raymond, are you in here? Well, get out. Get out! Go! Jesus Christ!”– Charlie Babbitt
“What? What? Raymond, what were you doing in my room? Raymond. Raymond! What were you doing in my room? You don’t know what you were doing in my room. There were noises. Well, those noises are none of your business, you understand that? Huh? Put the phone book down, stop acting like an idiot, and go to sleep. Hey, did you hear what I said? Go to sleep! Go to sleep! Yeah, well, new rules. What? What are you talking about? What am I supposed to do, tuck him in? I’m not his mother.”– Charlie Babbitt
“Take it easy. Take it easy. Take it easy, you don’t know what I’m going through here. Lies, lies? What lies? ‘Cause I’m pissed at him. At my father. I don’t know why. ‘Cause I got him and they want him. Raymond was left all the money, and I got nothing. $3 million. The inheritance, every penny of it. So I’m gonna keep him till I get my half! I deserve that! What is this? Huh? Susanna? Just take it easy here. What? You’ve had enough? What does that mean, you’ve had enough? You’re leaving? You’re leaving me now? I need you. I need you now. What does that mean? What? Just take it easy. What is my crime here? What is my goddamn crime?”– Charlie Babbitt
“I’m using Raymond? Raymond! Raymond, am I using you? Am I using you, Raymond? Shut up! He is answering a question from a half-hour ago! What good is $3 million to him? That money is only just gonna sit there for the rest of his life. And I need that money, you know I need that money!” — Charlie Babbitt
Raymond Babbitt
Best Actor in a Leading Role
1 win: 1989
Best Performance by an Actor in a Motion Picture – Drama
1 win: 1989
“Yeah, my dad lets me drive slow on the driveway. I’m an excellent driver. There’s only 28 miles on the odometer since I drove it a week ago, last Saturday. Should be more than 28 miles. Course, today’s Monday. I always drive the car on Saturday, never drive on Monday.”
“I’m an excellent driver. Dad lets me drive slow on the driveway every Saturday. Course, the seats were originally brown leather, now they’re pitiful red. I know this car. Definitely know this car. It’s a 1949 Buick Roadmaster. Straight-8. Fireball-8. Only 8,095 productions models. Dad lets me drive slow on the driveway, but not on Monday. Definitely not on Monday.”
“Sanford Babbitt. 10961 Beechcrest Street, Cincinnati, Ohio. Eleanor Babbitt. Died January 5, 1965, after a short and sudden illness. Uh-oh. Thirteen minutes to Judge Wapner and The People’s Court. ‘What you are witnessing is real. The participants are not… …have their dispute settled here in our forum, The People’s Court.’ ‘Court cases, and have their dispute settled here in our forum, The People’s Court.’ ‘The People’s Court.'”
“Name’s yes. Then who’s playing first. Yes. I mean the fellow’s name on first base. Who. The fellow playing for St. Louis. Who. What are you asking me for? Kluszewski. Kluszewski, Ted Kluszewski, Big Klew, first base. Course, he was traded for Dee Fondy, 1957. Lifetime batting average .298. Oh, Vern. V-E-R-N! Course, these people are gonna be here all day, Vern. This is an unannounced visit, Vern. This is definitely not a weekend visit, Vern. Oh, Vern! This is an unannounced visit, Vern. Not to touch books. I don’t know. I don’t know. Vern. Vern. I don’t know. Vern! Yes. Yes. I don’t know. V-E-R-N.”
“Yeah, Vern, my main man. My main main, Vern. Are you taking any prescription medication? Uh-oh. Uh-oh.”
“Course, it’s 27 minutes to Jeopardy! Practically 26 minutes to Jeopardy! 26 minutes to Jeopardy! I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. Today’s an off day. Monday. No games scheduled. Fernando Valenzuela pitched Saturday. Not scheduled to pitch till Wednesday. Wednesday. Yeah, Wednesday. Yeah.”
“Course, it’s a long way to California. I’m definitely not supposed to be off the ground for more than two hours. Definitely have to be back in two hours. Have to be back in two hours.”
“This is not my room, this is definitely not my room. Have to go back to Wallbrook for dinner. We have tapioca pudding. Course, this is definitely not my room, and I don’t have my tapioca pudding, and the bed’s in the wrong place. That’s definitely not my bed. Should be near the window. Course, I don’t have my books. Course, there are no bookshelves. I’m definitely out of books. I’m gonna be bookless. 6:30 p.m. is dinner. Orange soda. Has to be in a can with a straw. Room temperature.”
“Uh-oh! Uh-oh! V-E-R-N! V-E-R-N! Home… home… what’s happening, homes? Uh-oh. Course, we have pepperoni pizza Monday night for dinner. Course, Monday night’s Italian Night. No TV during dinnertime. Definitely not. Yeah. Yeah. ‘Wheel of Fortune! Look at this studio filled with glamorous merchandise, fabulous and exciting bonus prizes. A pair of cars for today’s busy couple. Thousands of dollars in cash. Over $150,000 just waiting to be won as we present our big bonanza of cash on Wheel of Fortune.’ Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.”
“Course, I’m going to be here for a long time. A very long time. I’m gone for good, gone for good from my home. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. What is that? Charlie, Charlie Babbitt. Uh-oh. I don’t know. Course, there were noises. Course, it’s nine minutes to 11:00. Lights out at 11:00. Yeah.”
Susanna
“Babbit collectibles. Have you tried cash? How much can one of these EPA guys earn in a week? Charlie, it’s Wyatt. Yeah. If he doesn’t get the money by 5:30 he’s gonna come and seize all the cars. He wants you to call him immediately.”
“Charlie, you still want to go with all these problems? Listen, I don’t want to be demanding here, but do you think, could you possibly say, I don’t know, 10 or 12 words before we get to the hotel? Consider it foreplay. Can you include me in some of your thoughts? Maybe there’s something that you’re thinking about that we can talk. You know, make a little conversation. I don’t know, Charlie. I just feel like. I’m going away for a few days with someone. Call me crazy. I don’t want to talk! I feel like you’re excluding me from what’s going on. It’s not that I want to talk. Yes, but I didn’t want to go alone. I’ve been sitting in this car for more than an hour and a half… this is not talking, this is you going like…”
“Charlie, the weekend? You’re going to the funeral, no? I’m coming with you. I want to. That’s the point.”
“Sure, I can wait in the car if you like. Somebody should be watering those roses, they’re all dying. You were his only child. You came along when he was, like, what, 45 or something? Probably thought he was never going to have a son. So he had to love you. I think you’re exaggerating. You were his child, his son, his blood. Anyway, in these pictures here, he doesn’t look like a man who doesn’t love his child. No.”
“I’m just saying. You took the car without permission? Why? Why that? An accident. What is pulled over? Police? Yes. He left you in prison for two days? Were you scared? Charlie after a year we’ve been together, this is the first time I’ve heard this story? It’s strange, no? I mean, how can you keep all this inside you and not say anything? Rain what?”
“What happened to him? Not so much. I was looking for you. How did it go? Maybe we’re not supposed to be looking around here, no? Sorry, this is not your car. It’s my boyfriend’s. Are you sure that you drive this car? Look, my boyfriend is coming. I don’t know, he jumped into the car. He says he… he says he drives this car. He was 18 or 20 then. I’d have to check the records…”
“Raymond, Ted Klus-zesski. Kluszewski. He played for Cincinnati? Put it back. He said not to touch the books. Stop it! I’m sorry, I didn’t know where you want me to put them. When I touched him before, he pulled away. He wouldn’t notice if you left?”
“I won’t do it. I can’t do it. First of all because of your tone of voice, this commanding… and second thing is because you didn’t tell me why. Bye, Raymond. Okay, I’ll do it if you tell me why. Why do I do, uh… Why do I have to take the car and go down there and wait for you again at the gate? I’ve been waiting for you for days. That’s why?”
“When did he say that? No, it’s 3:00 there. Bruner told you that you should do this? Huh? It doesn’t make sense to me. Ray? What is it, Ray? Huh? It’s fine, everything is fine. Charlie, let’s take him home. Come on. Pizza? You get pizza in the institution? Yes, but we can watch TV here. We can. We’re allowed. No, I don’t want pepperoni. Here, Ray. Take this, and food is coming shortly. And I’ll be right back.”
“Oh, si, si. Si. Ah. Uh. I think Raymond is in the room. Stop it! Stop it. Go in there with him. Come on, Charlie, go in there. He’s your brother. He’s afraid. He doesn’t understand this. Come on, go in there! You don’t listen to me. You don’t listen to me. I asked you to go there and apologize. You went there and insulted him again! Charlie, you’re his brother. His brother! They tell you today for the first time that you have a brother, and I don’t see in your face one little reaction. I’m not saying joy, I’m saying something. No, I don’t know what you’re going through. What are you going through? Because I don’t know. Because you don’t tell me anything. You just give me lies, lies, lies. The thing that Dr. Bruner asked you to bring him here, this is bullshit. I know it’s not true. So why don’t you tell me, why is he here?”
“At who? You’re pissed at your father, and you bring Raymond here why? This makes no sense! How much? So? I’ve had enough. I’ve just had enough, I’m leaving. Yes. What? You need nobody. Your crime is that you use people! You’re using Raymond! You’re using me! You use everybody.”
Wallbrook
“Mr. Babbitt, I knew your father since you were two years old. Look, I’m trustee of the fund, but this hospital receives nothing from that. I took on this burden out of loyalty to your father. That’s where my loyalty ends.”
“I think you feel cheated out of your birthright by a man who had difficulty showing love. And I think if I were in your shoes, I’d probably feel the same.”
“Raymond is your brother. No. Not exactly. He’s an autistic savant. Some people like him used to be called idiot savants. They have certain deficiencies, certain abilities. Autistic. Actually, high-functioning. It means that there’s a disability that impairs the sensory input and how it’s processed. Raymond has a problem communicating and learning.”
“He can’t even express himself, or probably even understand his emotions in a traditional way. There are dangers everywhere for Raymond. Routines, rituals, it’s all he has to protect himself. It’s the way he acts, sleeps, eats, uses the bathroom, walks, talks, everything. Any break from the routines, and it’s terrifying. Well, let’s see. I came here in 1960. That’s when I actually started.”
“Yes, but what’s the point? What would you have done about it? No, he doesn’t understand the concept of money. Whenever he get’s nervous, he does ‘who’s on first?’ You know, from Abbott and Costello. Why? It’s his way of dealing with you touching things, his books and stuff. Yeah, that among other things. Reads and remembers whatever he gets his hands on.”
“He’s getting anxious. It’s okay, Ray! Maybe you better put it back. It’s okay, Ray. It’s okay. Come on. My main man. It’s okay, Ray. Yeah. My main man. He likes you. That’s just his way of showing it. Don’t take it personal. He never touched me. I’m closer to him than anybody in the world. Known him for nine years. It’s not in him. If I left town tomorrow and didn’t say goodbye… …he’d never notice. I’m not sure, but I don’t think people are his first priority.”
“Hey, man. You wanna show your brother your ducks?”
Lenny
“I spoke to Mr. Babbitt on that this morning. Yes, they’re finally clearing EPA. Just one or two more days. Well, sir, I hardly think that’s necessary. You have to understand our situation here. I understand that, I know delivery is overdue. I really think you should talk to Mr. Babbitt on this. I wouldn’t do that, sir, until you talk to Mr. Babbitt personally. A number for him? No, he’s on the road just now. Charlie. Charlie! Mr. Bateman wants to back out on his car and he wants to take Mr. Webb with him.”
“They want their down payments back. They found two cars at Valley Motors, and they want to go that way. Yeah, I am, I’m listening. I’ve got it. I got it. Mr. Bateman, that was Mr. Babbitt on the other line. As it happens, the cars are passing emissions… what am I saying? The cars have passed emissions. We’re just waiting for the EPA paperwork . We’ll have that momentarily. And because of your incredible patience, we’re going to knock off $5,000 on each car. Well, yes, you’ve been most patient. We really appreciate your patience. Well, thank you. Thank you. No, not bad at all. Right. I got it under control.”
“Charlie, this is Lenny. I’ve been trying to contact you for a while. I got a long-distance call from Mr. Mooney, your father’s lawyer. He’s been trying to reach you. Your father has died, Charlie. Charlie? I’m sorry. The funerals’ tomorrow in Cincinnati. He said you’d know where. I’ve got his number. No, that’s it. Listen, Charlie, if there’s anything I can do….”
Cincinnati, Ohio
“…for our memory, admiration and respect for him will live beyond the years of his life on earth. Let us consecrate ourselves to follow his example of zest for life, dedication to family, and charity to all. And now, with sure and certain hope of resurrection, life, we commend to you the soul of our departed friend.”
“Can I help you? Thank you.”
“Would you like to wait in his outer office? Excuse me, please. I want to watch the TV, please.”
“Hello, offices of Mitchell & Mitchell. I’m sorry, he’s not here. He’s out of town until tomorrow afternoon. 20 minutes. No, sir, we don’t have any.”
John Mooney
“‘And I remember, too, the day you left home, so full of bitterness and grandiose ideas, so full of yourself. And being raised without a mother, the hardness of your heart is understandable, as well. Your refusal to even pretend that you loved or respected me, to reenter my life in any way, has left me without a son. I wish you the best. I hereby bequeath to my son, Charles Sanford Babbitt, that certain Buick convertible, the very car that, unfortunately, brought our relationship to an end. Also, outright title to my prize-winning hybrid rosebushes. May they remind him of the value of excellence and the possibility of perfection. As for my home and all other property, real and personal, these shall be placed in trust in accordance with the terms of that certain instrument executed concurrently herewith.'”
“It means the estate, in excess of $3 million after expenses and taxes, will go into a trust fund for a beneficiary to be named in this document. I’m afraid I can’t tell you that. No, it’s called a trustee. Forgive me, but there’s nothing more I can say. Now, I’m sorry, son. I can see that you’re disappointed.”
“Beneficiary. Charles… there is no need… yes, sir, I was. Were you?”
