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My family's been going
to Susannah's beach house

in Cousins every summer
since I was a baby.

Since before I was even born.

All year long,

I count the days
until I'm in that house.

The dads come to visit,

but it's not their place.

They don't belong to it.

Not the way we do.
The mothers and us kids.

* There ain't a cloud in sight *

* It's stopped raining *

* Everybody's in the play *

* And don't you know *

* It's a beautiful day...

- One. Two.
- The summer house

- is made up of lots of things.
- Three.

- The beach.
- Come on! - Coming.

* See how the sun
shines brightly *

- * In the city *
- Come on!

* On the streets
where once was pity *

- Got it.
- * Mr. Blue Sky *

- Okay.
- * Is living here today *

- Like, drop your hand.
- * Hey *

The swimming pool

late at night.

* Please tell us why...

Movie nights with the moms.

But the boys.

The boys most of all.

* Mr. Blue Sky...

It's the same every summer.

I've always loved that about it.

Steven. Steven!

Stop it! Steven! Stop it!

For me, everything good,

everything magical happens
between the months

of June and August.

Thank you.

* You know that I caught it...

Drew's bummed
you're missing the beach matchup

with the boys' team
next weekend.

Um, make sure you tell Sophie

to square up for the block.

Drew Martinez is texting me
about you,

and you're talking
about volleyball?

Like,
are you serious right now?

Drew doesn't care
if I'm there or not.

He just wants an excuse
to text you.

* What doesn't kill me...

And you better take this game

against the guys seriously.

I mean, team pride
is on the line, Taylor.

Please.
You know me better than that.

I would never let a boy beat me

at anything.

I thought you came here
to help me pack.

Fine. I'll help.

Here's a tip.
Don't bring that Speedo.

It doesn't do a thing
for your new boobs.

- It's not a Speedo.
- I'm just saying, babes.

Like, you need
to pack cute things.

Well, I always buy a new suit
when I get there.

Okay. So,
buy one that doesn't look

like you're trying out
for the swim team.

- Are you serious?
- Yes.

* In the glow
of the vending machine...

Belly, we're leaving

- in the next ten minutes!
- I got to go.

- No, you don't.
- Yes.

We still have ten minutes.

* Summer's a knife *

* I'm always waiting for you...

Boop.

Okay, before I let you go,

you have to tell me
your summer wish.

Like, the one thing
you want to happen this summer.

* Oh, it's new...

I don't know.

You little liar.
Yes, you do.

You want a hot make-out
with Conrad Fisher.

You want his tongue
in your mouth,

- you dirty little slut.
- Okay.

- Shut up, Taylor.
- I'm just saying.

Like, you've been in love
with him since we were 12.

You've got to shit
or get off the pot.

That's disgusting.

It doesn't matter what I do.

- He doesn't see me that way.
- Oh, he'll see you.

Whether he wants to or not.

You look a lot different
than last summer, Belly.

* Just to keep you * *

I love this drive,
this moment.

It's like coming home
after you've been gone

a long, long time.

* Every time
she goes through her hair *

* I feel
the tension in the air *

* No, I can't let you leave *

* So I kill my insecurities *

* Oh *

* You can't do better *

* Oh *

* You can't do better...

- Uh, can you guys turn it down a little, please?
- Yes, please.

Thank you. I want you

to be better
about helping out this summer.

Like, don't just leave
your dishes in the sink.

Load them into the dishwasher.

And not just your own dish,
either, Steven.

- What? But I...
- I want you to be good houseguests.

Mom, Susannah has people
who clean, doesn't she?

- Steven.
- Ow!

All right. All right. Sorry.

My mom
is weird about money.

The fact that Susannah has a lot
and we don't.

Just be considerate
and act like I raised you right.

Steven, that means
don't stay out too late.

Mom, I'm too old for a curfew!

Wait, what about me? I don't
have a curfew either, right?

What do you
need a curfew for?

You don't go anywhere.

Don't be a jackass, Steven.

- What?
- Belly,

we'll talk about it
when something comes up.

Oh, and don't forget, you
promised you'd take me driving.

Belly, I told you I'd take you.

Yeah, but you're too judgy.

Excuse me?

Yes, I'm sorry.

* You can't do better * *

Hey.

Boys at school
never look at me.

Taylor's the one they look at.

I guess you could say
I'm just kind of there.

Are you new this summer?

Uh, me? N-No.

Really? Hmm.

Thought I knew
every pretty girl in Cousins.

Coming to the bonfire tonight?

First of the season.

Uh, maybe.

Come. I'll introduce you
to some of my friends.

- Maybe I will. Hmm.
- After we get settled,

do you want to go
to Whale of a Tale with me

so I can pre-sign stock before
the signing tomorrow night?

- Uh...
- Remember how you used to sit on my lap

when I did signings there?

You insisted on drawing
a little whale

- on every book I signed.
- No,

I-I don't remember that.

I'll take that. Thank you.

I'll make you a deal. I'll let
you pick out tonight's dessert

if you come with me
and keep me company.

- I'll see you later.
- What's later?

Nothing.

It smells
exactly the same.

Tastes the same.

Like it's been waiting
for me to get here.

They're here!

What's up?

Hi. Oh, my go...

Hello.

- Long time no see.
- Good to see you.

Hi.

Oh, my God.

You've been going
to the gym, bro?

Seriously.

- Oh, my God.
- I know. Oh, my God.

Look who came back
all growed up.

- - Oh, put me down.
- Jere, Jere, Jere...

- Come over here. Come on.
- Yeah.

* And there's a dazzling haze,
a mysterious way *

* About you, dear *

* Have I known you 20 seconds *

* Or 20 years? * *

I liked you better with glasses.

Too bad. I like me better
without them.

Yeah.

Hey, hey, guys, guys.

I mean, I-I don't know
about you, but I...

Well, I-I think it's time

- for a...
- For a...

Belly
flop!

- No! No!
- She's quick!

No!

Let's go!

- Belly flop!
- Belly flop!

Right here, right here.

Right here, right here.
All right, ready, ready?

One...

Two...

Three!

How's the water?

Guys, I hurt my ankle.

- Come on.
- Yes. Got you.

Belly!

Let go.

Did your mom
get that-that

fancy cheese or whatever...?

Dude, don't worry.

She went out yesterday
and got all of that.

Oh, my God, Laurel.

How many boxes did you bring?

I told you not to bother.

Your fancy little market

doesn't even carry
Diet Coke, Beck.

Hi.

You're dripping water
all over the place.

Laur.

She's gorgeous.

I know.

You have always
been lovely, but,

oh, honey, look at you.

I think I look
pretty much the same.

You do not look the same at all.

You're growing up.

You're in bloom.

Susannah has a way
of saying things

that almost makes me
believe her.

Laur, she's you all over.

People always say I look like my dad.

No, when your mom and I first
met, she looked just like you.

Except I had no boobs at all.

Gross, Mom.

You should call your father
and tell him we got in safely.

Uh, why don't you
tell Steven to do it?

Because I'm telling you.

He misses you guys
when you're gone.

Yeah, but he'll see us
at the end of the summer.

No, he'll be here
for the Fourth.

Wait, he's coming here?

Of course.
He always comes for the Fourth.

He didn't come last summer.

Because we'd just
gotten divorced.

We're good now.

Where's Mr. Fisher?

Oh, he's in London.

They got him going
back and forth.

He'll join us
later in the summer.

For now, it's just
the women and the children,

just the way we like it.

Hi, Junior Mint.

I can't believe you still have that bear.

Duh. I would never
throw away Junior Mint.

Come on, let's swim
before dinner, please.

I... I can't.

I-I have to go with my mom
to Whale of a Tale.

Aw, man. I've been wanting
to go in the ocean all day,

but I've been waiting
for you to get here.

Please.

Pretty please. Pretty please!

Yeah, yeah, screw it.
Let's, let's go swim.

Yes. All right,
I'll meet you outside, okay?

Okay, I'll be right down.

I'll be right back.

You going into town?

Oh, Belly and I were gonna go
by Whale of a Tale

so I can sign stock,

but it seems she's
ditched me for the ocean.

Let her play. I'll go with you.

I, uh, just need to drop
by the country club first.

The country club?

Oh, God, never mind.
I'll go by myself.

- I'm going to check on the catering for your party.
- Catering?

I swear to God, Beck.

You said you were doing
a few bottles of wine

and that's it.

It's just a few light appies.

Calm down.

You don't have to
come in the club.

You can wait in the car.

Fine.

Be quick.
If you leave me too long,

I'll get "sunken placed."

Come on.

Okay, I'm ready.

Hey. Did you know my dad's
coming up for the Fourth?

Cool.

Don't you think it's weird?

Not really. I love your dad.

Yeah, but they've only been
divorced for, like,

a year and a half.

Well, that's what's so
cool about your mom, you know?

- She just doesn't give a shit.
- Exactly.

She doesn't give a shit
because she's the one

who wanted the divorce
in the first place.

I think if you don't want
to be married,

you just shouldn't be married.

Well, tell that to my grandma.

She basically collapsed
when my mom told her.

Did you know my dad has
a new girlfriend already?

Well, what about your mom?
Is she dating anybody?

No. Oh,
and he has a beard now.

- Your dad has a beard?
- Yeah.

Yeah, he thinks it
makes him look cool.

Well, does it?

Kind of.

I've waited all year for this.

You want to race?

- No, no, I can't, you...
- Oh, come on.

Your legs are too long now.
I can't do that.

Oh!

- That was a bad start.
- You cheater.

I'm gonna get you.

* When you don't say no *

* And it's such
a rollercoaster *

* Some killer queen you are * *

- We are all set for your party tomorrow night.
- Great.

- Thank you.
- How was tour?

Oh, my publishers didn't send me
on tour for this one.

It's been
a pretty quiet release.

Sorry.

Are you on social media?

You should really be
on social media.

Ah, well, no, I'm not.

Are you working
on something new?

Always.

How many copies did you guys
order for tomorrow night?

- I think 20.
- Oh, that's not nearly enough.

I've invited half the town.

What? You said this was just
going to be a small thing.

Mika, I am so sorry,
but you might have to run

to the Barnes & Noble
in Portsmouth and get some more.

Business has been slow.
We haven't been

- keeping as much stock.
- It's fine.

What about this?

You must have a hundred copies
of this book.

Cleveland Castillo
is off-brand Jonathan Franzen.

Cleveland Castillo
is such a phony name.

It's like, "Hi, I'm masculine,
but I'm an intellectual."

- I bet Hemingway is his hero.
- Mm-hmm.

I bet he wears
horn-rimmed glasses.

Yeah, see?

Yeah, contacts irritate my eyes.

Goodbye... Cleveland.

Yeah, that was him.

He's renting the Burke house
all summer.

Oh, that's a nice place.

Sorry.

Steven, I swear to God,
if you look at that phone

one more time, I'm putting it
in the screen basket.

It's just, we want to see
your beautiful faces.

Can dinner be
a screen-free zone?

You know, like the olden days.

Steven.

- Dude, are you kidding me?
- Boom! Nailed it.

Okay, okay, okay, we get it,
you've been working out.

Oh, you're just jealous

because Jere has
a better body than you.

Uh, no, actually, it's
all about the lean look now.

Otherwise, you can't wear
tailored suits.

Sure, sure.

Tailored suits.

When are you leaving
for training camp, man?

Uh, he quit football.

Wh...

Wait, really? You quit?

Mm-hmm.

Are you kidding me, man? I'd-I'd
kill to play college ball.

He can always change his mind.

I'm not gonna change my mind.

I was just gonna sit
on the bench all season anyways.

Well, if you're not playing
football anymore,

what are you gonna do
all summer?

Oh, dude,
you can work at the club.

- Yeah, with me and Jere.
- Yeah.

I'm not gonna work at the club.

Wait, you guys
are working this summer?

Yeah, I'm lifeguarding,

and Steven's working
at the snack shop.

Oh, Belly, I almost forgot.

I have a surprise for you.

So, this is why
you had to stop by

- the country club.
- Mm.

What, uh, wh-wh-what is that?

I wrangled Belly an invitation
to be a debutante.

Is that the thing
where the girls

wear white dresses and curtsy?

It's when a girl comes of age

and is presented to society.

I-I know it sounds silly,
but I swear it's fun.

Girls come from all over
New England to Cousins

just to be a part of it.

You'll make so many new friends.

I cannot believe
you are still holding on

to this archaic dream.

No, it used to be
about finding a husband,

but now it's about networking.

They teach you
leadership skills,

like how to market yourself,

and it benefits charity.
It's, um, like a bat mitzvah.

It is not
like a bat mitzvah.

There is nothing religious
about a debutante ball.

The whole deb scene is bullshit.

It's for sheep.

- Yeah.
- No, it's not.

It's when a girl
has a coming out,

it's a formal recognition
she's reached maturity.

- Oh, sorry. I'm sorry. Mature?
- Yes.

- Belly?
- Mm-hmm.

A-a couple months ago
you had a cat funeral.

You made us all wear black.

Shut up, Steven.
I saw you crying in your room.

Wait, Mochi died?
Dang. I'm sorry, Bells.

Belly.

Don't you want to get
all dressed up?

It's just not
Belly's kind of thing.

She's our feral
little alley cat.

Alley cat.

I'll think about it.

She'll think about it.

* Oh *

* Girl *

* It's you *

* That I lie with *

* As the atom bomb *

* Locks in *

* Oh, girl *

- * It's you *
- * You *

* I watch TV...

- Night swim?
- Yeah, night swim.

Hey, how many followers

is a lot of followers
on Instagram?

Um, is it somebody
who's verified or not verified?

What's verified?

Oh, my God, Mom.

Oh, yeah, Taylor's dad
was reading this guy's book.

150,000 followers is a lot,

- especially for a writer.
- Okay.

Thanks.

I thought you said smoking pot

changes the way your brain
processes information.

So does your cell phone.

You said marijuana
messes with white matter.

Do you even know
what white matter is?

You said o-our brains
are still developing and that...

God, do you memorize

every single thing
that I've ever said?

Get over yourself.

I mean, Conrad,
you're the one who said

that-that smoking's dumb

and that real athletes
don't put shit in their bodies.

I said a lot of stuff,

and I'm not an athlete
anymore, so...

Well, I still think
you should quit.

What'll you give me if I do?

Nothing. I think
you should quit for yourself.

Hey, why are you considering
this debutante thing?

I don't know.

I mean,

it's not like I have
anything else going on.

But it's not you.

Don't let my mom make you

her little doll just because
she never had a daughter.

I don't mind it.

I mean, sometimes I wish
I was her daughter.

You're better off with Laurel.
Trust me.

Why are you acting so different?

I'm not.

I know you.

I mean, something's going on.
Just...

just tell me.

Belly...

First bonfire of the summer!

All right, we're
totally taking my car.

You're not driving.

Come on, man, we're leaving.
You ready?

Can I come, too?

Uh, no.

The moms are getting everything
set up for your movie night.

See you.

Let's go, slowpoke.

Have fun with the moms!

Brownies are going in.

Go put the DVD in.

Uh, do we have to watch
It Happened One Night?

Can't we do something different?

But we always watch It Happened
One Night on the first night.

Well, we could watch
The Philadelphia Story instead.

Everything okay?

Yeah, no, I-I'm just...
I'm kind of tired,

so I think I might skip
the movie and go to bed.

Okay, hon, yeah, sure.

We can, uh... we can do
the brownies another night.

Why am I hearing from you?

You never call me
on the first night.

Um, where are you going?

To a show.

What's wrong?

Tonight, Conrad and I
were talking by the pool,

just the two of us, and it...

felt different.

Good different? See, I told you.

I don't, I don't know.

I mean,
Jeremiah and Steven came down,

and then they all just left and
went to this thing on the beach.

Oh, why didn't you go with them?

Like I care
about a beach bonfire.

And it's not like
they invited me either, so...

They don't own the beach.

Well, I-I did talk
to this one guy, um,

who asked me to come.

See?

Come on, girl. Go have fun.

Yeah, but...

I don't like that guy.

But that's not the point.
Conrad will be there.

Go to the bonfire,
get in his eyeline,

let him see you all dressed up
and looking cute.

Look in your duffel bag.

I've gifted you
my secret weapon.

Not to keep, obvs,
just to borrow.

You see it?

No way in hell.

Belly, nothing's
ever going to happen

if you're alone
crying in your room

in your big T-shirt

waiting for the boys
to come home.

Yeah, but...

I mean, won't you be able to see
my underwear underneath it?

- So, wear a thong.
- No.

No. Thongs are unhygienic.
Wearing a thong is basically

like-like flossing
your butthole.

Ew!

Belly, thongs are mainstream.

Shut up. I'll go.

* I'm somewhere else,
it doesn't feel * *

Do you mind
if I try?

You?

Don't make me laugh.

Oh, you're such

a smart aleck.
Nobody knows anything but you.

I'll stop a car,
and I won't use my thumb.

What are
you going to do?

It's a system, all my own.

Aren't you going
to give me a little credit?

What for?

Well, I've proved,
once and for all, that...

Cheers!

- * Up, hey, up, uh, up, look *
- * This is fire *

* Once upon a time, man,
I heard that I was ugly *

* Came from a chick who... *

* Want touch on me,
I said my face bomb *

* Ass tight, racks stack up *

* Shaq height,
jewelry on me, flashlight *

* I been lit since last night,
hit him...

I'm gonna kill Taylor.

* Broke boys
don't deserve no kitty *

- * I know that's right...
- Yo, gas station girl.

* Bentley Bentayga...

Hey. Where you coming from?

Uh, a-another party.

Sweet. Yeah. Hey.
Here, take my beer.

No, no, no, thanks. I'm okay.

So, uh...

you got a boyfriend back home?

Um...

Steven!

What are you doing here?

And I-I'm sorry,
wh-what are you wearing?

I invited her.
Who the fuck are you?

I'm her brother.
She's 15, you pedo.

I'm-I'm almost 16.

My bad.

Jesus Christ.

- Belly, come on.
- What are you doing?

- Will you let go of me, please?
- What are you doing? No...

- You're embarrassing me.
- I'm embarrassing?

- You're embarrassing.
- Why am I embarrassing?!

- Quit embarrassing yourself. Are you kidding me?
- Stop it! Steven!

Are you okay?

- Belly?
- Woof.

She just ate it. Dude.

I thought you hated the Red Sox.

- Who are you?
- Who are you?

Nicole. Conrad and I

went to the deb ball
together last summer.

It was after you guys left to
take Steven to look at colleges.

I thought you said that
deb balls are bullshit,

and all debs are sheep.

I didn't...

You're such a brat.

- Well, you're an asshole.
- Belly.

You came! Great, we can
all hang out, you guys.

- I'm about to take her home.
- What?

Yeah, we're leaving.
Are you kidding me?

Okay, Steven, chill out.
Come on.

Go-go hang out
with Shayla or something.

Let's go.

Come on.

Fine.

But just stay right here

- and don't talk to anybody.
- Okay. All right. Chill.

Fuck you!

- Ooh!
- Wow.

Listen,

for one,
I'm really happy you're here.

Jeremiah.

Okay, I will be right back.

* Bussin' out
the Bentley Bentayga *

* Man, Balenciaga Bardi back,
know how I give it up *

* It's big bags bussin' out
the Bentley Bentayga *

* Man, Birkin bag, Bardi back *

* Know how I give it up * *

- Mm.
- When the boys threw Belly in the pool today,

I swear I almost saw
a smile on Connie's face.

- Mm.
- He was in

a better mood today
than I've seen him since

he and Aubrey broke up.

I didn't realize
they were that serious.

Neither did I.

He's just in
such a bad mood.

- Mm.
- So unlike himself.

Since when did he quit football?

A couple weeks ago.

He only ever played football
to please Adam.

I told you
they weren't getting along.

I'm just gonna...

let him have his space.
You know?

Let him do his thing.

Don't you think maybe
it's time you talked to him?

There's nothing to talk about.

Can we just have a really great
summer like we said we would?

How's your writing coming?

Your office is all
set up for you.

I put fresh flowers in it.

I just want
to hang out with you.

I could give a shit
about my book right now.

Mm. Liar.

You give so many shits
about your book.

- You give all the shits.
- It's a midlist book.

It's been out for a month
and it's barely selling.

Maybe if I'd written about
the Asian American experience...

whatever that is...
it would be selling better.

Well, it is gonna sell a ton
of copies tomorrow,

and I can't wait to read it.

You never read my books.

Yes, I do.

Read Cleveland Castillo's book
instead. He's got

150,000 followers on Instagram.

You know, it wouldn't hurt you
to put yourself out there more.

- Get on Tinder while you're at it.
- Oh, my God,

- please stop.
- Okay, okay.

Not Tinder.
What's, uh, what's the app

for the 40 and up crowd?

Oh! I'm begging you,

- stop.
- It's OurTime.

No, it's not.

What?

Okay, don't get mad at me.

I just, I really think
you should let Belly

have a deb season.

Please, debutante balls

- are just so problematic.
- Please.

I really want to see our girl
in a white dress.

Fine.

- You win.
- I always do.

I still don't think
she'll go through with it.

She might surprise you.

People can change, you know.

Not us, though.

No.

You and I are immovable objects.

- Girl, he's, like, obsessed with you.
- I know. For sure.

Flavia?

Hi.

- It's me, Sextus.
- What did you say to me?

No, no, no, no, no, no. Sex-tus.

From seventh grade
Latin convention.

You're Flavia, right?
You placed second

- in the poem recitation.
- Oh, yeah.

You, uh, you-you dressed up
for the costume contest,

- right?
- Mm-hmm.

Weren't you
a-a wizard or something?

Close. I was Charon,
ferryman of the dead.

Salve, Flavia.

Salve, Sextus.

My real name's not Sextus,
though. It's, uh, it's Cam.

I-I'm Belly, or Isabel.

Cool.

- You can sit down, if you want.
- Oh. Okay.

Cool. Yeah. I would love to.

Caught me on my way out,
but, uh, I can, I can chill.

Are you new this summer?

No, no, I'm from here. Are you?

No, I've been coming to Cousins
ever since I was a baby.

What? How have we
not met until now?

I totally would've
remembered you.

Your poem.

- It was a very memorable poem.
- Mm.

Yeah, no, I stick pretty close
to home when I'm here.

So...

How come?

Guess because I-I don't
really know anybody,

other than my family.

Mm.

Now you do.

Are you cold?

- I'm okay. I'm-I'm fine.
- No, no.

I don't even like this hoodie.
It's...

- Really?
- Yeah, it's gross.

Great. I'll take it off
your hands.

Thanks.

Hey, did...

Did everybody see me
fall before?

Um...

Sort of. Yeah.

My brother is such a dick.

Your brother. So, like,
who are the other...

the other guys you were with?
Was any of them, like,

your boyfriend?

No.

- They're, um, they're my mom's best friend's sons.
- Oh, cool.

We stay at their house
every summer.

They're just mad that I'm here.

I'm really glad you came.

'Cause I did not want to come.

I knew it was just gonna be
a bunch of kids, like,

getting drunk,
and I don't drink at all.

Me neither.

So, how do you know all these
summer people, if you're local?

Oh, my mom works
at the country club,

so I grew up around them.

Hey, do you know anything
about that-that debutante thing?

It's-it's dumb, right?

I mean, it's definitely, like,
steeped in the patriarchy,

if that's what
you're talking about.

- Yeah, no, yeah, totally.
- Yeah.

But it's actually, like,
not total garbage.

They do, like,
a big fundraiser every year.

- Wow.
- Last year, Elizabeth Warren

ended up showing up.

Oh, my God.

- Wow!
- I know.

- That's awesome.
- I know. Thank you.

Wow.

It's pretty late. Um...

I really don't want to leave

right now, but I have to be up
really early in the morning

because I'm interning
on a whale-watching boat.

And it would be really,
really great

if you want...

What's your problem, man?

It's one beer.
It's a party. Relax.

- No, give me my beer back. I paid for this.
- Stop, stop.

You're drunk.
Just give him the beer.

Maybe you should listen
to your lady.

- Stop. You're drunk.
- No. I'm fine. I'm fine.

- Give me the beer back.
- He's fine. He's a real big man.

- Fuck you, bro.
- Oh, my gosh. Uh...

I'll be right back.

- I'm sorry. Don't-don't go anywhere.
- No, yeah.

You're not taking
my fucking beer, dude.

Relax, it's one beer!

Yeah, and it's my fucking beer.

You guys, you guys, you guys.

Belly.

Guys.

What the fuck is
wrong with you?

- Are you okay?
- Come on, big man,

come on.

Hey, guys, guys, come on. Hey.

* I wish I could disappear...

Guys. Hey, hey, hey.
Break it up. Come on.

Cops!

- Cops!
- Get out of here.

Seriously.

Come on. Get in the car.
Watch your head.

Legs, legs.

Yes. I know how
to get into a car.

Belly. Let's go. Get in.

Cam can give me a ride home.
Right, Cam?

Yes. That's no problem.

No, you're not gonna
get in a car

- with a guy you just met.
- I'm Cam. Cameron.

Your name is Cam Cameron?

No, it's ju-just Cam.

But we actually,
we know each other.

Seventh grade.
Latin convention. So, like,

we're not total strangers.

Okay. No offense, but no.
Belly, get in the car.

Just get in the car.

Uh, you should probably go.

But, um, the whaling boat
that I intern on,

it leaves at dawn every morning
from the piers.

I was wondering if you would,
uh, want to come.

Uh, yeah, yes, sure.
I mean,

how else will you get
your hoodie back, right?

That's true.

This could be
my summer wish.

This night, this boy.

- I'll just...
- Oh, yeah.

Bye.

Fuck! Steven!

Watch Conrad.
I'll be right back.

Your hair's like
a little kid's,

the way it's always
so messy.

Belly...

Have you kids been drinking?

Officers, thank you.

It won't happen again,
I can promise you that much.

Tell Mr. Fisher the
chief wants to set up a tee time

- when he gets back in town.
- Absolutely.

Sorry again for all the trouble.

Have a good night, Officers.

How could you guys be
so irresponsible?

Mom, it wasn't a big deal.
All right? Seriously.

The cops were just looking
to break up the bonfire.

- Not a big deal?
- Yes.

I would say getting picked up by
the cops for underage drinking

is a pretty big deal, Steven.

Were-were you guys,

- you guys smoking tonight?
- What?

Keep your voice down.
Susannah's asleep on the couch.

Well, I wasn't yelling.
Well, you-you-you were.

Just so you know, Laurel,
I-I didn't drink tonight.

- I was the DD, I swear.
- You're the oldest.

What the hell's gotten into you?

And when did you leave the house
without telling anybody?

And what in the world
are you wearing?

It's Taylor's. And why
am I the only one

who's not allowed to go out?

It's not that you're
not allowed,

it's that you should have
told us you were going.

- How did you even get there?
- I walked.

Jesus.

You know better
than to walk that far

down the beach alone
late at night.

Can you stop treating me
like a kid?

If you want to be treated
like an adult,

you need to act like one.

Then maybe you guys should, too.

What does that mean?

I hope you realize

this night could have ended
a lot differently

if your family wasn't
your family.

We're sorry, Laur.

Just...

go to bed, guys.

I don't understand
what is going on with you.

Nothing.

Nothing's going on.

What? Connie...

* 'Cause it's always
one step forward *

* And three steps back *

* I'm the love of your life *

* Until I make you mad *

* It's always one step forward *

* And three steps back *

* Do you love me, want me,
hate me? *

* Boy, I don't understand *

* No, I don't understand *

* And maybe in some
masochistic way *

* I kind of find it all
exciting *

* Like, which lover
will I get today? *

* Will you walk me
to the door *

* Or send me home crying? *

* It's one step forward *

* And three steps back *

* I'm the love of your life *

* Until I make you mad *

* It's always one step forward *

* And three steps back *

* Do you love me, want me,
hate me? *

* Boy, I don't understand *

* No, it's back and forth *

* Did I say something wrong? *

* It's back and forth *

* Going over everything
I said *

* It's back and forth *

* Did I do something wrong? *

* It's back and forth...

Things change,

whether you want them to or not.

So maybe I'll change, too.

* And I'd leave you,
but the roller coaster's *

* All I've ever had *

* Yeah, it's one step forward *

* And three steps back *

* Do you love me, want me,
hate me? *

* Boy, I don't understand *

- * No, I don't understand * *
- Hi.

Last night was amazing.

A shit show.

You know you're gonna have
a black eye tomorrow, right?

It's already tomorrow.

Hey, do you...?

Do you remember anything
that happened last night?

I mean, you were pretty wasted.

I always remember everything
when I drink.

- Let me have a puff.
- No.

- Mm-hmm. Yeah.
- No. No.

- Yes.
- No.

Laurel would actually kill me.

Okay, fine.

Then if I can't smoke,
then you can't smoke.

Same old Belly.

Hey, let's go pick up
some of the good muffins

before everybody else gets up.

I thought this summer
was gonna be like

all the other summers,
but it's not.

Um, I actually have somewhere
that I need to be.

Because I won't let it be.

Wait. Where are you going?

To see about a whale.

What does that mean?

* So I kill my insecurities *

* Oh-oh *

* You can't do better *

* Oh-oh *

* You can't do better *

* Do anything
that it could take *

* Convince myself
I'm in first place *

* And maybe you'll pick me *

* In an alternate reality *

* Am I not built
to be the one? *

* Tried to be sweet,
tried to be fun *

* No, I can't let you leave *

* No, it's not a possibility *

* Oh-oh *

* You can't do better *

* Oh-oh *

* You can't do better *

* Don't you know, oh,
can't you see *

* That there's no one else
but me? *

* Oh-oh *

* You can't do better *

* Don't you know that you
were meant for me? *

* Don't you know that this
is killing me? *

- * Killing me *
- * Ooh *

* And it's not a possibility *

* Oh-oh *

* You can't do better *

* No, baby, no, baby, no *

* Oh-oh *

* You can't do better *

* You can't, can't,
can't do better *

* Don't you know,
oh, can't you see *

* That there's no one else
but me? *

* Oh-oh * *

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