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[kid] Da-dum.

[birds chirping]

[child laughing]

[cinematic low rumbling bass]

["I'm Yer Dad" by GRLwood]

[playing through headphones]

-[phone beeps]

I gotta pee.

[Father] Oh! We'll
find a garage or something.

No, just-- just pull over.

[urine trickling]

[father sighing]

[both panting heavily]

Tip it out.

I'm just curious, what--
what was your plan
back there?

I don't know.

I mean, if I hadn't
chased after to you,

what would you have--
what would you have done?

I didn't think that far ahead,
to be honest.

You're pretty
outta shape though.

Hey...

I could never keep up
with you, Turbo.

You must be hungry.
Are you hungry?

I'm hungry.

[bell jingles]

[calm country instrumental]

[microwave beeping]

[TV chatter]

[Daughter clears throat]

Um... I'll take two of these.

You got ID?

Oh, they're, um,
they're for him.

Just get a pack of 27s.

[TV chatter]

[Daughter clears throat]

[paper crackles]

Could you just
put this together?

[bell jingles]

[Father] Mm.

Mm... want a bite?

I'm vegan.

You're vegan? Since when?

Since I was 15.

Oh!

[foil crinkling]

You know they bring drugs
into the country
using animals, don't you?

They literally shove
the cocaine up their asses.

That's so interesting,
but I don't really do cocaine,
so.

Oh, yeah.
You're more of a benzos
and opioids sort of girl.

[engine thrumming]

-What a relief.
-Benzos.

[upbeat banjo instrumental]

[young Daughter giggles]

[commentator]
Line drive right field.

Caught the no-hitter
for Rufus [indistinct].

No hits retired.

Just the 8th time
in the modern era.

-You only got candies?
-[Daughter] Hm.

Okay. Well, we'll go to
a proper restaurant

before we get to the motel.

-[Daughter] Motel?
-Yeah.

It's-- it's like a 14 hour
drive to get to Santa Fe.

And what kind of art
does this guy even do?

[Father]
Um, all sorts, I think.

He is the guy-- he is the--

Remember that chef with the--
the metal plate in his head?

-What?
-He-- From that breakfast café
you used to like the, um...

Cool Cat's Cafe
and they had those amazing
chocolate chip pancakes.

Well, it's his brother.

That-- that's the house
that we're going to.

Anyway, I thought
it would be a-- You know,
hey, it's a destination

and we could go and hang out
there for a couple of days

and then, um,
maybe you could tour a studio

and, you know,
you'd be inspired to start
painting again, maybe.

And then we'll go back.

Why do you care if I paint?

[foreboding instrumental]

-[panting]
-[heart monitor beeps]

[rattling]

Can you pull over?

[Father] No, I'm not running
through the desert again.

-I'm sorry.
-No, I'm serious.

I'm serious.
Please pull over.

[Daughter gagging & coughing]

[Daughter panting heavily]

[Daughter gagging & coughing]

[muffled voice over stereo]

You okay?

I know-- I know this feeling.

I know how badly
you're hurting.

You know I've been there, so.

The last thing you need
from me is a lecture.

But your mommy told me that...

That your face turned blue.

I mean, do you
know what that means?

This-- this is serious,
you know?

[Daughter sobbing]

Sweetheart?

Uh... very good. Very good.

[country music
playing over stereo]

What, are you trying to enter
some kind of lung cancer
competition or something?

-Can't get it to work, huh?
-Fuck sake!

[Father] Hey, not the truck.
Don't kick the truck.

[Daughter exhales]

That's a shame you can't
get that cigarette lit.

[Daughter grunting]

[engine chugging]

Oh, shit.

[engine sputtering]

Oh.

-What?
-[indistinct]

Great.

[Father grunting]

[Father]
Ah... God.

Now, come on. Fuck.

[Daughter sighing]

[Daughter sighing]

[Father panting]

You don't happen to have
a screwdriver with you,
do you?

[Daughter] You've gotta be
fucking kidding me.

[Father exhales]

[phone clicking]

You can blame your mom
for your overactive bladder.

When you were potty training,
she used to give you like
an M&M every time you went,

and I swear to God
you went 50 times a day.

The sweet tooth
you've got from me.

[Daughter]
Oh!

Is that all?

Hm?

Is that all I got from you?

[sighs]

-[wind blowing]
-[birds chirping]

[car thrumming]

[Elsie groans]

Somebody ordered a stripper?

[chuckles] I'm just messing.

And it's not
just your star sign,

I can guess anyone's age too.

It's a gift I've had
since I was a girl.

I guessed everyone
in my town. Yeah.

The paper reported on it
back in '64,

got my picture taken
and everything.

I was the biggest thing
to happen here since that UFO.

-There was a UFO sighted here?
-Oh hell yes, there was.

There's all kinds
of crazy extraterrestrial shit

that goes on in these areas.

All righty.
I'm gonna guess now, okay?

Okay. Hm... let's see.

Libra, 25.

Sagittarius.

Hm. 37.

Close. Close. I'm a Libra,
but I'm 20.

And he's an Aries and he's 47.

Shit! I was close.
I was close.

-You got very close.
-But you know what?

I practice
ancient Vedic astrology,

I don't go in for
that Western hipster shit.

They don't even take
into account
the wobble of the earth

and I think that's where
the disconnect happens.

Right. Right.
That makes sense.

47?

Ain't no judgment here.
I mean, love is love, man.

-[both] Oh, no.
-You know, my parents
were together for 72 years.

They died when
they were 90 years old

within seconds of each other.

Oh, there's something
beautiful about that.

Mama died first
'cause she was sitting
on the front of the motorcycle

and took most of the impact

and Daddy got flung off
the back.

I'm sorry.

[Daughter]
Oh, man!

Yeah, sorry about that.

Yeah, that was bad. Oh, well.

[folk music over stereo]

Hey, do you two mind
if we make a quick pit stop?

Oh, well the thing is we're on
a bit of a tight schedule.

We need to push on,
really, I'm afraid.

Are we?

It'll only take me a second.

Can you do me a favor
and reach in the back there
and grab that package?

Okay.

[laughs]
She's a beaut, ain't she?

Oh, don't worry. The bullets
are in the birthday card.

-Okay.
-It's the gift for my nephew.

Right.

Hey, you know... my brother
has been working on cars
his whole life.

I bet he could fix her up
for ya and it would only--

-It'd be cheaper and a--
and a lot faster--
-I think--

Than the joint
that I'd have to take you.

Well, I should
probably just go to--

No! I'm telling you,

his garage
is a car mechanic's heaven.

-[Father] Okay.
-[Daughter] Works for me.
-[Father] Okay. Thanks.

[Elsie]
My nephew is gonna love it!

[Father]
Yeah, that's a beauty.
That's a lovely gun.

[Daughter] [indistinct].

[Father] No, it's not loaded.
It's not loaded, right?

[Elsie] Are you deaf?
I said the bullets
were in the birthday card!

[Elsie sighs]

Now...

don't make direct eye contact
with anyone.

[laughing]

Come on.

[all laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

Don't you think
it's a bit ironic?

What?

Well, you know, you take me
on this trip to what?

Keep me out of danger
and then we end up
in a truck with a stranger

and a gun
in the middle of nowhere.

[Daughter laughs]

I'm not--
I'm not just taking you

to keep you out of danger,
all right?

I'm happy to be with you,
you know?

[Amos]
Hi, how you doing?

Hello.

-[Amos] Hello.
-How are you?

-[Amos] Hey.
-Good to meet you.

[Amos]
Nice to meet you.

[indistinct] trucker.

[Father] Yeah. It's
an old '80s, uh, Sierra.

We got from the [indistinct].

[country instrumental]

[Kip]
There we go.

You said you wanted--

What do you want?
Said you wanted
a little puppy?

I bet you can't get my nose.
I bet you can't get my nose!

You want a dog or what?
Here. Just one--

one at a time. One at a time.
One at a time. One at a time.
Hold on. Hold on, hold on.

Hold on. Hold on, hold on.
You gotta let me
make it first, dude.

You gotta let me
make it first.

-[girl laughing]
-Stop, stop, stop, stop!

My birthday is coming up.

[Kip] Yeah?

My, uh, aunt makes me do this
every year, so.

All right,
all right, all right.

Can I get you anything?
Like a--

You want a burger or like a--
I think we got some
[indistinct] salad--

-I'll take a beer.
-Or something.

We can get you
back on the road tonight.

I got quite a bit
of tools in my garage.

Oh, great. Okay.

-Yeah. A GNC.
Collect classic, huh?
-Yeah.

[Amos] A friend of mine had
one of these beautiful trucks.

-Oh, he did?
-Yeah. And tells me about it.

-Yeah.
-We went on the road trip,
yeah, together,

and they sure performed good.

-Oh, that's cool.
-Yeah.

Well, we just need to get it
down off the, uh, tow truck.

I don't know how to do that.
Is Elsie--

Is she a relation
of yours, Elsie?

She's a sister-in-law of mine.

-Okay.
-Yeah.

-Elsie?
-[indistinct] and the cars,

Man, nice truck. Nice GMC.

-[Father] Yeah, yeah.
-Yeah. Beautiful.

[sighs]
Welcome to mi casa.

[Daughter chuckles]

Yeah.

[paper crackles
& glass clinking]

[man grunting]

There you go. So you paint?

-[Daughter] Hm.
-That's cool. That's cool.

I paint a little bit
myself actually.

[Daughter] Mm?

Yeah. Well,
I mean, graffiti. All right.

Yeah. Me and my boys
actually just, uh,

tag the old Dollar General
and said,

"Anarchy is democracy
taken seriously."

[Daughter chuckles]

-[Daughter] Nice.
-Pew!

Real big
and it's kind of dumb,
but whatever.

So, uh,
what do you paint?

Oh, I don't really
paint much anymore.

[Kip]
What? Why not?

Just ran out of inspiration,
I guess.

That's fucking bullshit!

[Daughter scoffs]

Just saying like, that's...

You should keep
fucking painting.

I actually make music
for inspiration.
Play you something.

[indistinct]

[upbeat guitar instrumental]

-Hey, can I--

-Hm?
[Daughter] Can I use the--

Uh, do you have
a bathroom I could use?

Yeah. Yeah.
Right down the hall. Pew!

[Daughter] That was--
That was really good though.

-Thank you.
-[Daughter] Yeah.

[knock on door]

[ominous instrumental]

[snorting]

[inhaling]

[toilet flushing]

Wanna take some shots?

[metal clanking]

[Amos]
Ooh, nice.

[banging]

-[car horn honking]
-Oh, fucking hell!

-[Amos laughs]
-Dick.

A beautiful color.
Why-- why this sticker?

[Father] Well, that's
the name of my business?

You know, I have a land--
I got a landscape company.

It's just a little one.

Yeah.

I think that truck looks
a whole lot better without it.

[chuckles] Yeah.

[electronic music playing]

[Daughter] Cheers.

[Daughter exhales]

Whoo.

[Kip]
You want another one?

Yeah.
[chuckles]

Ah!

I like your house.

[chuckles] Oh, yeah.
What? You wanna move in?

Yeah, sure. Why not?

[man sniffs]

[Kip]
So like, what do you?

Do you like to model
or something?

No, I'm just kidding. No, um,
seriously, are you a model?

Just tell me.

[Daughter]
Pass. Next question.

[Kip]
All right.

Okay.

[chuckles]

Are you single?

-[Daughter]
Pass! Next question.
-[Kip] Oh, geez.

[chuckles]

Are you fucking with me?

-[Daughter]
Pass. Next question.
-Okay.

-[chuckles]
-[Kip] Okay.

[Kip] So...

Be honest.
Do you think I'm sexy?

Pass. Next question.

[laughs]

Is that
your boyfriend outside?

[Daughter] God, no! Why does
everyone keep assuming that?

[Kip]
Oh. Oh, no. Oh, hey.

-Oh, okay. Let's go. Now!
-We're just having
a conversation.

-Excuse me?
-We're leaving.

I've fixed the truck.
Let's go.

-I'm not going with you.
-Yes you are!

No, I'll get my own ride
back to the city!

I can give you a ride
if you want.

-He'll give me a ride.
-I'm not leaving you here.

-I'm not going with you!
-Relax, dude. All right.

Look, why don't you just mind
your own fucking business?

Hey, don't speak to him
like that. It's his house.

You can't speak to me
like that. You're in my house.

You're used to serving
underage girls in your house?

-[Daughter] God, Dad!
-Underage? What do you mean?

[Father] Yeah, she's not 21.

-Okay. I didn't know that.
-12 hours ago!
12 hours ago, you OD'ed

and here you are fucking drunk
and God knows what.

I'm not drunk!

Okay. Okay, look. I'm on
parole right now, kind of,
so like--

Well, we weren't
even drinking, so.

-[Kip] That's not true.
-Oh, stop!

You know, you had one beer
and two shots.

Stop talking. Stop talking.

Whoa. Hey, nope. No.

Fucking dick ass!

Why did you even
come this morning?

-Because I'm your father!
-[Daughter] Since when?

-[gunshot]
-Fuck. God.

[crowd cheering]

[indistinct]. Thank you.

-[Amos] [indistinct]
-[Father] Amos.

[Amos] I got something
I'd like you to have.

Oh, that's not--
You're very kind. We--

No. I insist. I insist. Okay.

[Father]
Okay. Yeah. Thanks.

All right, brother.
This is my son

-and we'd like you to have--
-Oh, hi.

A gift for you.

Nice to meet you.

But this is too much.
We-- we don't need--

Uh, Brother.
It's my pleasure to help you.

Well, thank you so much
and thanks for--

-[Amos] Yeah.
-Your help with the truck.

And thanks for the pumpkin.

Yeah. You can put it in here.
There you go. Okay.

Thanks, guys.

[Amos]
Safe travel. Take care.

[engine humming]

[rousing music playing]

[Father] How much
did you have to drink?

Hello?

Oh, no jokes for me now? Okay.

You have no idea
how lucky you are to be alive.

[Father]
Turbo!

[birds chirping
& wings flapping]

[giggles]

[car tires screeching]

[giggles]

[car tires screeching]

[Daughter] Oh, fuck no!
I'm not going in there.

I don't even believe in God.

That's an AA meeting.

Yeah, I know. They try to turn
you into some Jesus freak.

-I'm not going.
-No, they don't.

I think it would do us both
good to go to the meeting.

Us? No, I'm good.

You go ahead to your culty
little group meeting.

Look, if you don't like it,

then, you know, we can leave
early. We don't have to--

But I haven't been
to a meeting for a while

and I think it would
be good for both of us.

If I go in, will you
take me back to San Diego?

-Why would you wanna
go back to San Diego?
-Because it's my home.

[Father] Yeah,
but you don't really
have a home there just now.

I-- I have options.

It really
doesn't seem like you do.

Well, you
really don't know me,

so I don't see how you would
have any concept of that.

Well, I would
like to get to know you.

That's why I'm here
and I would like to think
there's a hint of a chance

that you'd like
to get to know me too.

No, thank you.

When you woke up in
the hospital room
this morning,

did that feel good?

Look, I know you don't--
You don't want
to hear it from me,

but trust me that this path
you're on, it's not worth it.

Why would I ever trust you?

Oh. Oh, okay. Okay.

Go ahead then.

[exhales]

[eerie music playing]

[exhales]

Uh, it's-- it's really fun,
isn't it?

I mean, it wouldn't be
so hard to stop

if it wasn't fun, right?

Getting high and, uh,
drinking and partying.

I mean, it's--
it's fun until it's not.

And then... things started
to slip away, slowly at first.

My life started to
slip away from me, um...

and then all of a sudden it--

it just turned to shit
really quick, and um...

I-- I don't like
to think back to then.

I-- I wish that
it didn't have to have been
a part of my story,

but it is. And uh...

I was, um...

Well, I was acting
like a child, but--

but I had a child and, uh,

I just guess I didn't
really know what it meant

to be a father.

I remember this one time,
I was coming home.

Uh, the sun was coming up

and I was
walking out of a blackout.

I had no idea
where I was, had--

Had been, or I had
no idea who I'd been with

or what I'd been up to.

But I came into
the house and, um...

my now ex-wife
was with my little girl

and she was only four or five.

And I can never forget
the way that she looked at me.

That-- That she
was trying to figure out

what was wrong with me,
but, uh, but at the same time,

she was, um... she was
frightened of me, you know?

I was a stranger to her.

But even though that
kind of thing would happen,

and even though I didn't want
to drink anymore, I hated it.

I-- I-- I'd hated the way my
life felt, to live that way.

I couldn't stop. I tried all--

Probably all the things
we all did. You know,
like cutting down or,

"I'll only drink on
a Thursday and a Friday,"

and I'd drink all day Thursday
and all day Friday, you know?

[chuckles] I just couldn't
stop. I couldn't do it.

And, uh, it just
sort of led me to the point

where I-- I think I felt
like if I run away, you know,

if I like blow my life up,
then I'll stop.

[Daughter]
So you are religious now?

No. Not particularly. No.

I do like the idea
of something greater
than ourselves.

You know,
like a higher power. I...

I've been
waiting to tell you--

Hi, I see two new faces.
Glad you could join us.

-[Father]
Thank you for having us.
-Hey, Shiloh.

[Daughter] Hi.

[Shiloh]
Is this your first meeting?

Yeah.

[Shiloh]
Do you have any questions?

Not really.

[Shiloh] Do you
want to join the program?

No.

What brought you
in here today?

[Daughter]
He did.

[Shiloh] Oh.

Well, no one
can want this for you.

You better want this
for yourself.

Right.

What do you want?

Honestly?

[bell jingles]

[soft music
playing from radio]

-[Father sighs]
-Thank you. All right.

Aren't you hungry?

I thought I was.

[Daughter sighs]

I really hate those meetings.
The public speaking. I just--

I just could never do that.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Just talking
to everyone like that.

Well, I wasn't talking
to everyone.
I was talking to you.

So, how did
you sell me to him?

I'm sorry?

Your friend.
What was your pitch?

"Hey, man. I know I haven't
seen you in a decade,

but my daughter just OD'ed

and I have no idea
what to do with her.

Anyway, see you tomorrow.
Hide your booze."

[Daughter chuckles]

[Father chuckles]

You know, I'm really
not addicted to this stuff.

Like, I-- I don't
need it all the time.

Then stop.

Well, I--

-[phone ringing]
-I don't really see why

I would if it's not--

I should take this.
Sorry. I'm really sorry.

I'll be right back.

[bell jingles]

[Daughter laughs]

[rousing music playing]

[young Daughter giggles]

[Father]
Ho, ho, ho. Ho, ho, ho.

[young Daughter screams]

[Father grunting]

[bell jingles]

[chicken clucking]

[both giggling]

[father grunts]

[both giggling]

[sniffs]

Oh.

[sniffs]

[inhales, exhales]

[sighs]

[waitress]
I don't think that was yours.

-[Daughter] Excuse me?
-Don't play dumb.

Oh. Um, well,
I just assumed that

no one would
come back for it, so.

[Father] Yeah.

No, well, 30 days?
Is that the minimum?

Okay.

No, no, no, no.
Outpatient. That--

It won't work for us.
Well, she needs--
she needs to-- to stay there.

I'm gonna need to see some ID.

I, uh,
I don't have it on me.

[waitress] Okay.
I'm just gonna have to talk
to your father about this.

No, no, no, no. Please,
please don't do that. Um...

Um, should we get going?

Yeah. You okay?

Yeah. Yep.

Could we get this
in a box, please? To go?

Thanks.

[cars thrumming]

[radio flickering]

[announcer] You're jamming
with the hottest
disc jockey-- disc jockey.

Oh, wait a minute.
Oh, come on!

["Bleeding Love"
by Leona Lewis]

[Father sighs]

Come on!

Come on!

[Daughter chuckles]

[phone ringing]

-Oh, sorry. Hello.
-[radio turns off]

Oh, hello, my love.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Of course. Hello, wee man.

What did you do today?

Oh, that's--
You will have to show me
when I get home.

What book are you gonna read
with Mommy tonight?

Oh, yeah, that's a good one.

All right, my wee man.
I love you so much. I--

Yeah. Bigger than
the whole universe.

[Father chuckles]

All right.
Thank you, my darling.

Yep. Yeah, yeah. It's cool.
Yep. Great. I'll call--

I'll call you. I'll call you
when we get there.

All right, my darling. Bye.

They'd really like
to meet you, you know?

I'd really like to pee.

[car door slam]

[urine trickling]

Ow.

[Daughter sighs]

Do you want me
to pull over again?

No, I'm fine.

[radio flickering]

[commentator] Throws it down
the center field.

And then, [indistinct].

[Father] Oh, that's right.
The Pads are playing
the Braves tonight.

-Okay.
-Do you remember
that game we went to

when the Cowboy hit
the homer and you caught it?

Like it-- it--
it literally came down

into your little hands.
Do you remember?

-Nope.
-Yes, you do, Turbo.

We had an amazing time
that time.

Can you stop calling me that?

[commentator chattering]

[radio flickering]

[light jazz music]

I wanted to, um...

You okay?

[Daughter sighs]
Yeah, I'm fine.

[Father] Yeah. I just, I felt
like I-- I-- I should, uh--

What's happening?

I don't know.
I got stung or something.

What? Let me have a look.

God! No, it's--
it's down there. Okay? I--

What do you mean down there?

I mean, I was peeing

and I don't know if something
got in up there. Whatever it--

Oh, my God. Is it--
is it burning? Is it swollen?

I don't know. Dad,
I'm not gonna-- I can't--

[Father] Well, what?
You have to have
these things checked out

because there's all kinds of--
There-- there could have been
a, like, a poisonous insect,

or it could have been a snake.
Did you see a snake?

Jesus Christ, Dad!
Stop freaking me out!

Well, did you see
something like a snake?

How are you feeling?

-I-- I--
-[Father] Oh, my God!

[Daughter]
Like I'm gonna die now.

Okay. I'm gonna find
if there's us a, um,

a pharmacy, okay?

-Don't panic.
-But don't--

But I wasn't until you told me
that there could--

There's poisonous stuff
out there.

[Father] There is
poisonous stuff out there.

I'm sure it wasn't that,
but we can't be too careful.

-Oh, God! Am I gonna be okay?
-[Father] Pharmacy near me.

Am I gonna be okay?

-Shit.
-[Daughter] Dad.

Pharmacy near me.
Oh, come on!

-[Daughter] Oh, God.
-Pharmacy near me.

-[Daughter] This is how I go.
-Eight miles.

-Dad, I--
-Okay. This is not how you go.

Don't be silly.

-[Father] Okay.
-[Daughter] It looks closed.

[Father] I know, but there
might be someone inside.

Let me see.

[clunking sound]

[Father sighs]

[sighs] Fuck!

Shit!

[sighs]

Fuck's sake!

[Tommy chuckles]
Hi.

Oh, hi.

Do-- do you know of
another pharmacy nearby?

I need to get this
one thing for my daughter.

-And this one's shut
and all of these seem shut.
-[Tommy] No.

No, sorry.

-God damn.
-I don't.

You're not
from 'round here, huh?

Uh, no.

Yeah, everything closes
around here at seven sharp,

except for me.
[Tommy chuckles]

What do you do after that?
I mean, what do--

I-- I just need this--
Look, this is shut,
that's shut.

This one's like nine miles,
but that's shut.

Like you seem stressed.

Oh, I-- I am stressed.

[Tommy] I could relax you.

Oh. Um, no,
that's not necessary.

-Are you sure?
-[Father] Yeah.

I could be really fun.

No, no, I'm sure.
I just-- I need a--

I need a doctor or a pharmacy.

So, that's what
I'm looking for.
Uh, good night.

Well, um, I'm no doctor,
but I can take a look.

Maybe you could have a look.

I-- I would just need you
to look at my daughter's um...

her lady area.

She had-- She got bitten

-Oh.
-[Father] By, uh, something.

Well, she was peeing
at the side of the road

and she got bitten by--
I don't know
if it was a snake or a--

-So that's my worry,
is that it was a snake.
-Okay.

She won't let me look.
So, if you would look.

[rock music playing]

-Hey, darling. Um.
-[music stops]

This kind lady's offered
to a look at your bite.

What? No.

Well, she's sort
of like a professional person.

Yeah, I know that.

Yeah.

Yeah. That's a spider bite.
It's not too bad though.

I would say it was either
a wolf spider or tarantula.

Tarantula?

[Tommy] Relax.

They get a worse rep
than is warranted for.

Contrary to public belief,
tarantula bites
are not deadly.

It's more like a bee sting.

[Daughter sighs]
How do you know
all of this stuff?

Um, my dad was
a park ranger, so.

[Daughter] Oh, that's cool.

-[Tommy] I--
-Oh! Oh.

She's gonna be just fine.

Oh, great. Thank you so much.

-Told her to ice it.
-Right. Okay.

Yeah. I'm no stranger
to having my pants down

on the size of these roads.
Gotta be careful.

What do I owe you?

Uh, you guys headed North?

[soft percussive music]

Ooh, pancakes.

I love me some pancakes.

-Help yourself.
-Thank you.

So do you live around here?

Er, yeah. I was...

I've lived here
my whole life pretty much.

-Oh, really?
-Mm-hmm.

Mm, and I'm saving up
to move to New York.

What's in New York?

I'm gonna be on Broadway.

-[Daughter] Cool.
-Mm-hmm.

Wow.

Yep, I got some plays
that I'm gonna sell,

and then I'm gonna
be a famous actress.

It's so cool you wrote a play.

Several plays actually.

-That's funny.
-Are you in school?

Uh, no, no,
I, I was, but not anymore.

Cool.
I never really liked school.

What did you study or...

Uh, painting.

-But what kind of painting?
-I mean, I don't...

I just don't really
paint anymore.

She's an amazing artist.

-Amazing.
-I was okay.

No, no. Look, let me show you.

-What are you doing?
-I've got...

Here, if you
scroll through that,

you'll see that
she's really got a gift.

-[Tommy] Oh, wow.
-Right?

-Beautiful.
-[Tommy] This...

-I like these, oh.
-That's all her.

-[Tommy] Goodness, wow.
-Yeah.

-Unique.
-[laughs] This is so cool.

Why did you stop?
Look at this one...

Mm? As, like, the background
on one of my sets on Broadway.

-[Daughter] You got it...
-You know?
-It's all yours.

And then, um,

I'll have you come on
opening night, sit front row.

They'll ask me, "How did you,

this incredible
playwright/actress,

meet this phenomenal painter?"

I'll tell them that
I stared directly

into your pussy years ago,

without ever even knowing
your name.

Uh... oh, you know,

can you-- Right here is good.

-Oh, really? Okay.
-Yeah.

This is great.
Thank you...

[Father] No, thank you
for your help. Thank you.

For the ride, and, um,
you should get some ice
on that bite.

[Daughter]
Yeah, will do.

I will see you
in New York city.

-Okay.
-See ya there.

Take care of yourself.

[both chuckle]

[Daughter]
She took the pumpkin.

-[Tommy grunts]
-[Father laughs]

[slow percussive music plays]

[slow percussive music
continues]

[slow percussive music
continues]

You know,
back there at the church

when you were around
all the candles,

I had this idea
for a portrait.

I didn't know
you did portraits.

I didn't.

Well, what was your idea?

You were just surrounded
by all these strange,

religious knickknacks,

and you had this
really intense,

red glow from the candles

reflecting all over your face.

Just contrasting with this
really icy blue around you.

-Oh, I looked like a demon.
-No.

Happy. Just looked happy.

[echoing thud]

[street din]

[Daughter]
Wow, look at the lighthouse.

[Father chuckles]

[car gear cranks]

Okay.

[Daughter]
All right.

[car doors thud shut]

[gate creaks]

Oh, I'm gonna take a dip.

No, no, no, the pool area
is closed, it says.

Yeah, well, the temperature's
perfect, so...

Okay, enjoy yourself.

What, are you afraid
of getting in trouble?

No I'm just tired.
I wanna go to the room.

Do you want me
to just take your bag?

-Yeah.
-Okay.

[Father]
Have a nice swim.

What, are you
all grown up now?

I remember you
used to be way more fun.

Oh, shut up.

-[light gasp]
-[bubbling]

[Father]
And here we are at the game.

Whose team
are you cheering for?

-Our team!
-Yes!

-And are they doing well?
-Yeah.

[Father laughs]

-Augh!
-Ah!

-Come on.
-Come on!

[dramatic music plays]

-[bat cracks baseball]
-Whoa!

-Whoo!
-[crowd cheers]

[crowd gasps]

[crowd cheering]

-[loud splashing]
-[Daughter gasping]

[laughs] Oh, my God.

You scared the shit out of me.

-My God, it is really nice.
-I told you.

-Oh, my God, what is that?
-What?

-Ah, there's a cockroach.
-Oh, no, no.

-It's okay,
the chlorine will kill it.
-No, no! Ah!

-Oh, my God.
-What?

-It's in your hair.
-[screaming]

Ah! Turbo!
[excited laughter]

-Turbo! Turbo!
-Turbo!

Turbo! She got it! Look!
[laughing]

-Ah! Stop it!
-[Father laughs]

-Whoa! Stop it!
-[both laughing]

[man] Excuse me!
Can you not read?

-Oh, sorry.
-Sorry, sir.

[snorting laugh]

Sorry, sorry, sorry.
We didn't see that, but...

we thought maybe, uh--

Get out.

This is a serious violation.

-Sorry.
-I'm sorry about that.

-Sorry, sir.
-[man] Take your time.

-We will get out.
-We'll get out.

-Yeah.
-[laughing] Sorry, Sir.

[laughter fades]

[hair dryer whirring]

What ya doing?

Oh, just looking
for something.

How's your bite?

-A little itchy.
-Oh.

Oh, I'll get you some ice.
There's a machine outside.

-Oh, yeah.
-Okay.

[Daughter] Thanks.

[dark quirky music]

[sharp inhale and exhale]

[deep inhale]

-[soft clink]
-[liquid sloshing]

[rustling]

[rustling]

[sighs]

[whispers] Cute.

-[cell phone rings]
-[soft gasp]

Hello?

-[Valerie] Hi.
-Hi.

-[Valerie] Uh, hi, uh...
-Hi.

Uh, Sorry my, uh,

my dad ran out just to
get some ice but, um...

[Valerie]
Oh, no problem. Yeah.

-Hi. Hi.
-Hi.

[Valerie]
So, you made it to the motel?

Yep, yep, we, uh...
we did.

[Valerie]
Good, that's, that's great.

I was just, I just wanted
to check and make sure.

I can get him
to call you right back.

[Valerie]
Oh, no. No need.

I don't want to interrupt
your time together.

Um, so how are you?

I'm good, I'm-- I'm great.

[Valerie]
Oh, great. Oh, good.

I'm,
I'm so glad to hear that.

And how's the motel?

It's really nice. Really nice.

I mean, I...

I wouldn't shine
a black light in here, but...

[Valerie]
Yeah. Yeah, better not.

No... Um, well...

Anyway, I just...
I want to say,

and I know it's not my place,

and I hope
I'm not crossing a line,

but I think
it's very brave of you,

going to rehab.

[soft rumbling]

Yeah! Uh, totally.

[Valerie]
Yeah, um...

I hope to finally
meet you afterwards,

if that's something
that you'd like?

No, yeah, uh, after...

[Valerie]
Okay, well, good night.

Night.

[soft whooshing]

[street din]

[Father]
Got your ice.

I couldn't remember
if you're, uh...

a Reese's person
or a Snickers person,

so I, I got both,
and some chips.

Some Cokes.

You're gonna have to wrap
this ice in a towel though,

before you uh...

Are you in the bathroom?
Are you okay?

[Daughter]
Spoke to your new wife.

You spoke with her?

[Daughter] Yep.

She wanted to tell me
how proud she was of me

for going to rehab.

Wonder who she got that from?

[Father]
Do you want to come out?
We can talk about it?

I really didn't know
that your painter friend

also ran a rehab center.

[Father] I was gonna...
I tried to tell you... Ah...

Just come out.

I didn't know really how to
deal with all this, you know?

[Daughter]
Fuck. I can't believe this.
What the fuck am I doing here?

Look, when your mom called me,
she was so terrified,
and I was terrified too.

[Daughter] Oh, and you thought
you could just kidnap me?

No. You're an addict.

Oh, jeez,
don't put your shit on me.

Okay? I'm not like you, Dad.

Everybody does drugs.
Everybody drinks.

Not everybody
OD's at00 in the morning

and wakes up in a hospital.

Oh, so I make one little
mistake, and all of a sudden,

what, you think you
can be my parent again?

No, you don't get to call it
a little mistake.

A little mistake is like not
setting your alarm

or something.
[yells] Your heart stopped!

You almost died!

And so what if I did, huh?

What do you care?
You've never cared.

Mom doesn't care.
I don't fucking care.

[Father]
What are you talking about?

Well, of course we care.
What do you mean?

I care for you more
than I can even...

I care more than
I can even express to you, I--

When, when my little boy
was born,

all I wanted was
for him to know you.

So you could
do things together

and protect each other,

and be there for each other
and experience life together.

-Oh, my God, of course.
-What?

Your new fucking baby.

Your new fucking life,
your new fucking wife.

Look, all right...

No, you're just a phony fuck,
okay.

I don't know you.
I don't want to know you.

-Okay, let's calm down.
-No.

-Let's calm down.
-Calm down?

What, all of a sudden
you get to tell me

to calm down because
you're my parent again?

You're not my parent.

You've never
been there for me, Dad.

You fucking left.

You left me.
You left us, okay?

You made that decision.

And now you're trying to make
it all nice

for your new fucking wife,
and your new fucking baby,

so in hopes
that maybe she doesn't see

what a fucking, fucking
piece of shit you really are.

-That's not fair.
-Oh, it's not fair, is it?

-What are you gonna joke
your way out of this?
-No, you're a fucking asshole.

You're trying
to kill yourself.
You're gonna kill yourself!

Guess who I fucking
learned that from?

-Oh, fucks sake.
-Oh, yeah.

No, it's too much
for you now, isn't it?

-Yeah.
-Yeah, just fucking go,

like you always do.
Just fucking go.

[sobs]
Like you always fucking do.

What the fuck.

[gasping breath]

[sobbing]

[dark tones]

[soft skittering]

[Father] Just messing around
when this guy went crazy.

-What happened to your face?
-Yeah, he kicked off on me.

Don't you think
it's kind of cute?

No. What is wrong with you?

What's wrong with you?
You can't say you want to

stop drinking, and you're
going out every night.

[soft skittering]

[keys jingling]

[adult Daughter sobbing]

[Father]
Hey, Turbo.

[dark tones continue]

[phone ringing]

She didn't know.
What the hell?

[Valerie] Oh, shit.
Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

No, it's not your fault,
I should've, um...

Well, I should've told her.
I should've told her.

[Valerie] Okay, well,
what's, what's going on now?

What's-- what's happening?

She's so angry
with me and I...

I can't even
speak to her like...

Now, I know what I would
like to have said,

but in the moment,
I'm just like...

I get frozen and I can't
think of what to say and...

[Valerie] Yeah, of course.
She's gonna be angry, okay?

She's gonna push back.

She's struggling
with a serious addiction.

Yeah, I know,
but it's more than that.

Like, I haven't, I haven't,

I haven't seen her
or spoken to her in ages,

and she thinks it's because
I, I don't try,

or that I didn't want to
and...

Well, maybe I didn't.

[Valerie]
I understand. I understand.

I know, but... I don't think
you really know what it was...

What I was like.
It was, I was bad.

I was, like,
a terrible father.

And, uh...

spending time with her now
is just bringing it all back,

you know, and I--
I hate it.

I fucking hate who I was then.

[Valerie] Yeah, but you're not
that person anymore.

-You're not.
-I know but she...

She thinks that I am.

-[door creaks]
-[sighs]

[door creaks]

[rustling]

[dark tones fade]

[zipping]

[echoing droplet sound]

[street din]

Shit.

[atmospheric tones]

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on.

Come on!

Fuck.

[distant voices]

[bell on door jingles]

[tonal beats
join atmospheric tones]

[tonal beats only play]

Hey, man. Sorry.

Um, um.

I'm just wondering if, um...

Do you know
where I can get high?

[truck gear clicks]

[bell on door jingles]

[ticking clock
joins atmospheric tones]

[sharp whooshing]

Um, I didn't know girls
still got into cars with--

with strange--
I'm not strange, but...

you know,
you know what I'm saying. Um.

[discordant atmospheric tones]

Oh, excuse me.

Did a young girl
or a woman come in here?

Maybe about 5'8", brown hair?
She's 20 years old.

She was wearing
a brown sweater.

-[man] I wish.
-Oh... okay, thanks.

[man] Yeah, I mean,
if it's been a while,

like, I'll just,
I'll just get sort of, like,

scratchy eyes
and, like, a runny nose,

and maybe some hives.

I just figured
it's worth it, you know?

Because, like, cats,
they're just...

[whispers]
...fucking adorable.

Yeah, um...
Uh, just--

no, you, uh, yeah,
wait here for a second.

[man whistles]

[thunder cracks
in the distance]

[rain pattering]

[gasping]

Fuck.

Rain, rain go away, right?

Man. Ladies first.

[gasping breath]

[door clicks shut]

[man groans]

Hey, you, you sit down
wherever you want.

[man groans]

[woman giggles]

I ask you to get some milk
and cigarettes,

and you bring back
a whole ass girl.

-I'm an overachiever.
-You want a soda?

-Uh, sure.
-[sniffs]

[thunder rumbling]

-So what do you want?
-Oh, hey... Um, baby.

Um, where are your manners?
She, she's our guest.

She just got here, let's,
let's have our manner hat on.

I was just making sure
she knows

she's not
getting any freebies.

-[man] She's not getting
any freebies.
-Okay.

-She knows.
-Okay.

[man] Now why don't you
be a good little girl

and get that globe?

[woman]
Who am I, the butler?

-[light thud]
-Just get it.

[laughs]

[whispers]
She's not always such a cunt.

Oh, that's okay.

Um... you like music?

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

-[man imitates gunshot]
-[cat meows]

[melancholic music plays]

[woman]
So... where you from?

-Uh, San Diego.
-I see.

And, um, they don't tell girls
in San Diego

not to get into cars
with strangers?

That's what I said.
Great minds.

Um, yeah, she's lucky.
She could've...

ended up with a real...
weirdo.

Uh... what is it?

-[man garbled] I don't know!
-[laughs]

-Is it coke?
-[man] You tell me?

Yeah, yeah.

-[long exhale]
-[lady giggles]

[sputtering exhale]

[sharp sniff]

Oh, don't hog it all, babe.
Come on.

-Whoa, yeah!
-Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Put some pep in that step.

Come dance with me.

-Oh, no, I'm okay.
-Oh, come on.

[woman sighs]

Hey, do you think
I could get another one?

[man]
Oh, I knew I liked you.

-[long sniff]

I'm sorry everyone.
I'm sorry to bother you.

I'm just trying to find my
daughter. We, we became, uh...

I wondered if maybe
she came in here earlier.

She's 20 years old.

She's got brown hair,
about this high.

She's a sweet girl.
She's quite,
she's quite funny.

Has anyone seen her in here?

She might be a bit upset, uh--

No?
She might have come in here.

We had a bit of an argument,
but...

Do you think
she maybe came in earlier?

[cover of "Bleeding Love"
by Leona Lewis plays]

[song playing on radio]

-[crunching thud]
-[sighs]

[woman]
Hey, so where are you staying?

Huh?

[man] Would you shut up?
Be nice.

[sighs] I'm just saying.

I haven't even seen one
dollar, heard one thank you.

Thank you.

[man] She's gonna pay.

She's gonna pay.

She's gonna pay,
ain't that right?

Do you have a bathroom
I could use?

[gasping breath]

[door clicking shut]

[low droning tone]

[gasping breath]

[shaky breathing]

-[gasping breath]
-[clattering thud]

[somber music]

[gasping breath]

[machine beeps]

[grunting]

[machine beeps steadily]

[thunder crackles]

-[grunts]
-[clattering thud]

[door creaks]

[man] Oh, hell no.

Nah, you ain't getting off
that easy.

Oh, for fucks sakes.

You'll be fine.

[man] Well...

Cash, grass or ass.
Nobody rides for free.

Have a nice day.
Go on.

[bell rings]

[student chattering]

[rising tones]

[bell rings again]

[train blares in distance]

[engine rumbling]

-[engine clicks off]
-[door clicks]

Hello, honey?
Hello?

Hello!
Oh, oh!

Oh thank goodness
you're alive.

[country music plays on radio]

-What's wrong with her?
-Shh. Mhm-hmm.

How did you get there, honey?

Do you know what day it is?

Oh, dear...

[girl] Maybe we should call
an ambulance.

No, no.
No, please don't do that.

I-- I was camping,

and I-- I went to pee,
and I think I fell, so...

[woman] Are you sure there
isn't anybody we can call?

Maybe your mom?

[phone rings]

[woman] Pretty fun.

-What do you think?
-[man] Cool.

[girl]
Would not last in space.

-Mom?
-[Mom] Are you okay?

-Your dad called me.
Where are you now?
-Yeah, I'm okay.

I'm physically okay.
I just, um...

I just lost...

I just went for a walk
after our fight

and couldn't find my keys,
so I slept by, by the pool.

I'm just borrowing
someone's phone,
staying at the motel?

I'm, I'm really okay,
I just...

Mom, I just,
I just want to come home.

I know I fucked up, okay,
but please...

Mom say something.

[Mom]
You need to talk to your dad.

You're such a hypocrite!

-[Mom] Because--
-No, I don't get it.

I don't get
why you still want him around

after everything
he's put us through,

after everything
he's done to you,
why don't you hate him?

[dramatic music]

[phone rings]

Hello?

[Daughter] Dad?

[poignant music
overlays]

[sniffles]

[sighs]

What are we doing?

Well, I just assumed
you'd need to... pee.

[sighs]

[soft zipping]

[Father's voice]
Turbo...

don't be too embarrassed
by your old dad's diary.

You are like me...

...but better.

[train horn blares
in distance]

But I love you more.

Dad.

[train horn blares]

[train horn blares]

[train bell ringing]
[sharp whooshing]

[rhythmic chugging]

[solemn music]

[coins clink]

Here.

Okay.

That's it.
Yeah, you got it.

Just, now put
your arm up on the...

That's it, slouch down a bit.

Yeah.
Now you're looking cool.

-[pop music on radio]
-[softly] Ah, yeah.

-[chuckles]
-Good song.

So where we headed?

What do you mean?

Well, you're the driver now.

Yeah right.

No, where do you want to go?

I feel like this
is some kind of trap.

It's your decision.

We can turn
around and go home.

We can do that or...

[engine rumbling]

Um, don't you have to
sign me in or something?

No, it's all you.

-Okay.
-Okay?

-I'll see you in a few weeks.
-Yeah, you will.

I...

I know...

[he sobs]

[upbeat music]

Hi.

Welcome, and congrats
on the first step
to your journey of recovery.

You've already
done the hardest part,

which is walking
through the door.

You should
be so proud of yourself.

[birds chirping]

[somber music plays]

[cover of "Seabird" playing]

[song fades]

[birds chirping]

[birds chirping]

[engine rumbling]

[woman cackling]