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- Woman: Just...
- Man: Good to come in now?

- Woman: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Man: Thank you.

Woman: Do you need anything
before we get started?

- Man: No, I think I'll be okay.
- Woman: Yeah, good?

- Man: Yeah, thank you.
- Woman: Evan, you're good?

- Evan: Yeah.
- Woman: Yeah. Okay.

Man: You okay to start?

Evan: Yeah, whenever.
(breathing deeply)

Man: It's nice to see you.
You look good.

Evan: Do I?
(laughing)

Man: So, before we get
into the new stuff,

I thought we could talk about
what happened.

Evan:
On the record?

Man: I-I can't tell this story
without the old one.

Evan: All right, uh...
What do you wanna know?

(Peaches' "Rock Show"
playing)

# Rock Show #

# You came to hear it #

# You came to sneer it #

# You came to do it all #

# Do you wanna get it
for credit it? #

# Forget it, don't bet it,
call in the medic #

# He's pathetic,
you've gotta let it go #

# Let's go #

# Rock show #

# Come on! #

# Rock show #

# You came to see
a rock show #

# This ain't
a fuckin' talk show #

# You came to see it all #

# Rock show,
let's go #

# Rock show #

# Let's go,
rock show #

# Let's go,
rock show #

# Come on! #

Man: So, tell me about
Emmett Lake.

Evan: I fucking hated
Emmett Lake.

Moving on.

Man:
Was it that bad?

Evan: Yeah, it was Emmett Lake,
but, um, I had Isis.

Man: Mm, mm-hm, she was the one
who taught you guitar.

Evan: Yeah, she... she taught me
a lot of things.

(quietly strumming on guitar)

Isis:
Now, play me an A.

Okay.
Okay, remember.

It's one, two, three.

Play me an A.

- (chords twanging)
- (Evan laughing)

You said you practised.

Evan: I practised.
I swear.

- No, you didn't.
- Yes, I did.

(strumming guitar loudly,
strings twanging)

(both laughing)

- Is that good?
- Yeah, it's really good.

I love you, Ice.

I love you more.

(playing classical piece on
the piano quietly)

- Evan: Hey, Ice.
- What are you doing?

- Evan: It's time.
- What?

What is it time for?

Evan: It's time to play
some real music.

My name is Evan Strocker,

and... we're about
to record

our first single ever.

# I loved you because
you were all that I knew #

# I loved how you looked
with the sun goin' down #

# But you never let me grow in
the way that a true lover... #

Man: So, that first song,
you wrote that for Isis?

Evan: With Ice.

Man: And...
and your drummer, um?

Evan: Angus.
He hated that song.

- Evan: Uh, but, Coco...
- Man: Great fuckin' bassist.

Evan:
...yeah, she liked it,

and since Angus
wanted to have sex with Coco

more than he wanted
to hate the song...

(laughing)

# ...like you needed me #

# You wanted to press pause
at the part where I loved you #

# You wanted me to be here
and never be free #

# But no one is the same
now or ever #

# And nothin' here can hold up
the size of my heart #

# So one more night
of holding you close #

# Then it's time for the story
of our lives to start #

(grunting)

(Thrush Hermit's "From The Back
of The Film" plays distantly)

I didn't even know
I liked you.

Oh, I always kinda
liked you.

Ah!

Don't get any ideas
just 'cause we're in a band.

Hm?
Think we're gonna be any good?

(sighing) Hold that thought.
Hold that thought.

Okay, I'll be waiting.

Angus:
Ho!

Oh, don't mind me.

Evan:
What'd you think?

Yeah, it didn't
totally suck.

Evan: What are you
talking about, dude?

We rocked.

(sucking teeth)

What?

Evan, don't take this
the wrong way, man,

but if we're serious about this,
we need another guitar player.

We have a guitar player.

Angus: No, we don't.
Not like this.

- "This" being?
- My brother.

Evan:
(laughing) Lugh?

Your brother Lugh?

Angus, no offence.
Isn't he kind of--

- Angus: Isn't he kind of what?
- You know...

Wow.
Okay.

Didn't take you two
for the judgey types.

(scoffing)

# If I were fearless
I'd take a bullet #

# And impress my fri-- #

(amp buzzing)

(Coco clearing throat)

(amp hums louder)

(playing guitar beautifully)

Holy shit.

- Lugh.
- (continues playing)

- Angus: Lugh!
- (playing guitar beautifully)

Angus:
Lugh!

Do you wanna be in a band?

Lugh: Why do I have
to change my clothes?

'Cause you're
gonna be in a band.

Not just any band.

The coolest fuckin' band
in the world.

Isis: Yeah, it's just like
a style upgrade.

Evan: Halloween colours,
I don't know if that's the vibe.

(laughing) Halloween?
Uh, no, what's that?

You have the pastel.
The.. the... that one, yeah.

(The Hidden Cameras'
"Smells like Happiness" plays)

- You want me to put it on?
- Evan: Yeah.

# ..with a parade and a song #

# Ooh-ah #

Well, now I can't see.

Whoa.
You really can't see.

Isis:
It's looking really good.

Evan: We're gonna have
to lose the pants.

Isis:
Different pants for sure.

Isis: Look.
Lookit already.

It's a new man emerging.

I have one more thing.

- Isis: You all good?
- Evan: Yeah.

- (door opening)
- Evan. Sorry.

- (sighs) Dad, fuck. Jesus.
- Dad: Sorry, sorry.

- Shoulda knocked.
- (door closing)

(sighing)
Get me the fuck outta here.

- Isis: Okay, are you ready?
- Evan: Mm.

(tools buzzing)

Dad?

Um, I'm just lookin' for
the extension cable.

(sighing)

The band's comin' over
to practise.

Uh, not today, okay?

- Yeah, but--
- If you don't mind.

Just this once.

It's just it's Tuesday,
and the band, we always--

Get what you want?
(sniffing)

Yeah, maybe...

maybe this time
Evan doesn't get his own way

without a thought
for anyone else.

(sniffing)
That's right.

Lugh:
Coco, for real?

- Evan: What?
- (others laughing)

Angus: Oh, yeah.
Do it up.

- Lugh: Oh, my God.
- (others laughing)

- Fuck Emmett Lake! Am I right?
- Evan: Fuck Emmett Lake.

- Cheers to that.
- Isis: Fuck you, Emmett Lake.

Cheers to that.
We doin' practice at yours now?

- Yep.
- Coco: Mm.

Yeah, but we gotta
name this band, guys.

Right, okay, well,
let's brainstorm somethin'.

Uh, somethin' that separates us
from other bands I think.

- "The Other"?
- "The Others"?

- "The Othered."
- That's not bad.

- Fuckin' dykes!
- Fuckin freaks!

Hey, fuck you, hicks, eh?
Eat shit.

- Oh, fuck you, pussy.
- Fuck you.

- Coco: Asshole.
- (bottle breaking)

"Freak Dykes"?

Yeah, I'm dying to be in a band
called "The Freak Dykes."

(laughing)

I'm just leaning in.
Ideas welcome.

"Differently."

Isis:
Differently what?

Uh... I don't know.
Just Differently.

So, an adverb
as a band name?

- How 'bout "The Abnormals"?
- We're not punk.

- (mumbling)
- How about "The Post Normals"?

"The New Normal"?

Evan:
Wait.

#

Coco.

Bass.

- You're-- you're doing this?
- Evan: Yeah, I'm doin' this.

- Okay, Angus.
Drums.

Evan: Prove it.
(laughing)

I'm Lugh.
I hold the guitar.

- Coco: Mm.
- Angus: Yeah, you do, bro.

Isis, voice and keys.

- (both laughing)
- I'm Evan.

Lead vocals.

#

We are..

All:
...The New Normals!

One, two,
one, two, three, go.

(Veal's "I Hate
Your Lipstick" plays)

# Well, I hate your lipstick,
I hate your lipstick #

# Because it covers
your mouth up #

# So I can't kiss it #

# When I'm walkin'
with you #

(laughing)

# Los Angeles or Sausalito #

# I want the whole
world to know #

# That I belong to you #

# But I can't do nothin' #

(laughing)

# Except for holdin'
your hand #

# Like I'm your brother
or a gay friend #

# But I'm not your man #

# 'Cause I hate
your lipstick #

Angus: Ice cream
and cruise tickets?

(all laughing)

# 'Cause I hate
your lipstick #

I don't know.
He's... Angus got me drunk.

Evan:
Buddy went hard last night.

I'm not drinking again.

Evan: Eat Up.

(sighing deeply)
Last time in my life.

Angus:
A little pit stop.

# Well, we go
and see a rock band #

# Double-O Five J Bond #

# All the boys
are lookin' at you #

# Because they want you too #

Angus:
There she is.

Loadin' up
for the big show tonight.

# And I puff
my chest out #

Man: So, when did you realize
all of this was bigger

than Emmett Lake?

Evan:
We didn't.

You know, I always saw Isis as
my ticket out of there.

She was moving to the city for
school and I was going with her.

Man: Mm, so the band
almost broke up then?

Evan: Yeah, that was
supposed to be it for us.

Last show ever.
It's gonna be frickin' rager.

Yeah, this guy's breakin' up
the band to go to the big city,

spend all of his time
with his girlfriend.

- Huh?
- Evan: Yeah.

# ...covers your mouth up #

# So I can't kiss it... #

# Woo! #

(people chattering)

Angus:
Here he is.

Bro, you okay?

- (clearing throat)
- Huh?

Yeah, no, I'm great.
You're good, yeah?

Look, man.
Nothing's forever, buddy.

- Come on.
- Stop, stop!

You're bein' a little buzzkill.
Ya little buzzkill.

Coco: Ooh!
Hello, motherfuckers.

Okay.
Hey, easy, babe.

Mm.
(giggling)

What?
It's grad.

Yeah, it's not your
grad though.

Yeah, but I'm in
a grad mood.

- Uh-huh.
- You know what we should do?

- What's that?
- We should go fuck in the loft.

But we're on
in like five minutes.

Yeah, you're
a two-minute man.

- Coco: What?
- (people chattering)

Hey!
There he is!

Emmett Lake's
latest high school grad.

The town is simply bursting
with pride.

Took you long
enough, buddy.

Well, Isis made me.

Oh, an extra semester?
Yeah, you're welcome.

Now, you're off
to the big 'shmoke'.

You find your people,
seek your fortune,

leave your friends.

Coco, can we not
do this here?

Just sayin' hello
to the elephant in the room.

Evan:
What "elephant in the room"?

We've been talking about this
for like a month.

Lugh, you ready
to kill this?

I'm not the one
killing anything.

Hello, hello, hello.

Hey, uh...

Just wanted to thank y'all

for comin' out to see
Evan and Isis off.

Uh...
Evan has graduated.

(sniffing)
Better late than never.

- (laughing)
- (swigging beer loudly)

Anyway...

Evan is, uh,

well, he's goin' off
to the big city and Evie's--

--Evan.

Evan is going off
to the big city...

...and, uh, you know,
I'm not losin' a son.

I'm gainin' a spare room.

- Angus: (forced laugh) Hey!
- (mumbling)

Gary Strocker,
ladies and gentlemen.

Gary, uh...
you gonna leave my dad

holdin' your fifth beer of
the night all night tonight,

or what?

Hey, a round of applause.
Gary.

(weak applause)

Okay, uh, everybody,
who's ready to dance?

(cheering and applause)

- Girl: New Normals!
- Girl 2: New Normals!

Woman:
Yeah, New Normals!

What song are we playing?

- Who are we, Lugh?
- We're The New Normals.

Evan:
One, two, three, four.

(playing The Pixies'
"Here Comes Your Man")

# Outside there's
a box car waitin' #

# Outside the family stew #

# Out by
the fire breathing #

# Outside we wait #

# 'Til face turns blue #

# I know
the nervous walkin' #

# I know
the dirty beard hangs #

Drunk Jock:
Hell of a day, boys!

(beer bottle smashing)

# Out by
the box car waitin' #

# Take me away
to nowhere plains #

Woo-hoo-hoo!

# So long, so long #

# You'll never wait so long #

- (beer bottles smashing)
- (all grunting in unison)

# Here comes your man #

# Here comes your man #

(grunting in unison)

- (screaming and cheering)
- Let's go!

Evan: Hey, hey, hey!
This isn't a Limp Bizkit show!

No shit!
It's a concert. Keep playing!

(hicks laughing)

Why don't you fuck off where you
came from, you dumb cock?

Why don't you shut up
and play, dyke?

Hey, I'm fuckin'
talkin' to you.

What the fuck
did you just say?

Hey, what the fuck
was that?

(all yelling)

Fuck off!

- You fucking asshole!
- (everyone yelling)

- Eat shit!
- (bottle smashing)

- (people screaming)
- Lugh: Fuck! Ah, my eye!

Isis: Oh, my God!
Lugh, are you okay?

Get the fuck out of here!
Get the fuck out!

Always fucking
ruining everything!

- Isis: Lugh!
- Evan: Hey, I'm here.

Isis and Evan: You're okay.
It's gonna be okay.

Angus: We're not fuckin'
finished, you assholes!

Get back here!

(breathing heavily
and groaning)

- Evan: You gotta stay still.
- I think I'm gonna be blind.

No, you got you--
Ice, hurry up!

Isis:
We're almost there.

(panting)
Don't leave me here.

Don't leave me here.

(whimpering)

Don't leave me here.

(tires squealing)

(parking brake cranking)

- Okay.
- (door sliding open)

What's he gonna do
when we're gone?

He's got Angus.
They've got the store.

They're all set.

Hey.
You have some blood on you.

Yeah, there was a lot.

So what is this town gonna do
without its only two queers?

(laughing)
I'm excited to no longer care.

Yeah.

Do you ever worry
that the city will change us?

Oh, God I hope so.

No, not us.

- You know what I mean.
- Not really.

I mean, we don't really know
what we don't know here.

We're not gonna be
the only weirdos there.

- Right.
- I love that.

What if we meet
other people?

Ice, there's
no one like you.

Come here.

- (doors opening)
- Fuckin' shit show!

- How is he?
- Um, getting stitches.

Doctors say he'll be okay.
Just a lot of blood.

Are you guys okay?

Well, we had
to fuckin' walk here.

But it wasn't too bad.
Coco backed me up.

We woulda fucked up
those dumb-ass hicks

if your dad hadn't
stepped in.

My girl.

What a shitty way to end it.

Hear me out.

Why does this
have to be the end?

Uh, well, for one,
you and Isis are moving away.

You actually wanna stay in this
stupid shit-town after that?

Coco:
Fuck no!

But, like,

you guys made it pretty obvious
that we weren't invited.

Okay, but that's what I'm
saying. What if you were?

- Is that what you're saying?
- I feel like it is.

Angus: Look, Evan,
you know realistically

most high school bands never
actually make it anywhere.

- Right?
- Coco: Yeah, except Radiohead.

The Cure, Green Day... U2.

- Lugh, Lugh!
- Coco: There's a few.

- Coco: Lugh!
- Angus: Oh, my fucking God!

- Your fuckin' eye, man.
- Yeah.

- Holy shit, get in.
- Easy, easy, I'm on drugs.

Oh, nice.
What kind of drugs are you on?

Sorry.
(grunting)

- Angus: Lugh?
- Yeah?

I'm so fucking sorry, man.

If didn't jump in there like
that they never would've

fuckin' thrown that bottle
in your fuckin' eye.

It's... if they didn't
throw the bottle,

I probably wouldn't be goin'
to Toronto with Evan and Ice.

Huh?
Wait. What?

Uh, Lugh's coming
with us.

We never talked
about this.

Yeah, since when?

Sixty-three minutes ago.

(others laughing)

So?

Look, guys.
I got a job here.

Dad owns the store, Angus.
It's not going anywhere, man.

- Yeah, I'm fuckin' in.
- (laughing) Yeah.

- City's gonna love us.
- You're fuckin' right it is.

Come on, Angus.
Baby, let's go to Toronto!

- Evan: Come on!
- Coco: Let's do it.

- Come to Toronto!
- Okay, guys.

So long as this band makes
a little bit of fuckin' money.

- Yeah! (yelling)
- (Evan laughing)

(The Dinner is Ruined's "Ray
Charles Kinda Party" plays)

# A party for one and all #

# It's gonna be
a Ray Charles kinda party #

# Everyone gonna have a ball #

- Angus: Pass me that, captain.
- Here.

Joyce:
I think this is very impulsive.

You knew I was goin'
with Isis.

Not to become a rock star.
How realistic is that?

But you won't have to drive me
to Toronto all the time anymore.

Honey, that's never
been a chore.

- I can bike to the Clarke.
- Hi, Joyce.

- Hey, Joyce.
- Hey, girls.

And if this band thing
falls through, what then?

I don't know, Mom.
I'll become a brain surgeon.

I haven't thought
that far ahead yet.

Angus:
All right.

Well, this is the last of it.
All done after this.

You kids take care
of each other.

- We will.
- Yeah?

Is, uh, Dad coming?

Gary!

- Cue the awkward goodbye.
- Yeah.

Joyce: Okay.

Bye.

- I love you so much.
- I love you too.

- Be careful.
- Mm-hm.

I will.
Bye, Mom.

Bye. Call me.

- Angus: Let's go!
- Coco: Go!

Evan: Lugh, really?
(laughing)

Lugh: It's important
for our story.

And that's when they got
the fuckin' fuck

out of Emmett Lake!

(cheering)

ALL: Toronto!
Toronto!

Toronto!

(Gentleman Reg's
"The Boyfriend Song" plays)

# Boyfriend, boyfriend #

(Evan singing Pixies'
"Here Comes Your Man")

# ...Land that's
fallin' down #

# There is a wait so long #

# So long, so long #

Evan: I spy
with my little eye...

- Angus: Uh-huh.
- Evan: ...something tall.

Angus: Okay.
Is it a tree?

Evan: Yes.

Angus: Hey, Lugh,
how much can you spy back there

with your one little eye?

(others laughing)

Do you know how big space is?
Like, space is...

- Coco: Totally!
- ...space is ever-expanding.

Angus: Did you just say
I didn't see that?

Then why are you saying "no"
to my theory about aliens?

# I ain't got no boyfriend #

# I ain't got no money #

# But I gotta get
my boyfriend back #

Radio DJ:
The dance tunes are crankin'.

And someone needs a spankin'.

(Jet Fuel's
"Hang On Here We Go" plays)

#

# Hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey #

# Friday night #

# DJ puts me under his spell #

# His needle cuts me free
from the inside out #

# Rhythm makes me
out of my shell #

(breathily) Thanks for calling
5-5-5-LUST.

My name is Destiny.
What's your name?

Oh, Dave.

Dave is such a sexy name.

Dave, can you guess
what I'm wearing?

(giggling)
Oh, wow, Dave.

If you don't mind
I forgot to wear panties.

Yes, keep talking to me
about what you wanna do to me.

Mm-hm, what a naughty boy.

I am so wet I just...
I have to touch myself.

Can you hear that, Dave?

- I'm so wet for you.
- (food squelching)

Mm!
Oh, I'm so wet.

I'm so wet.

Man:
So, you land in Toronto 2001.

Evan: Yeah, and I was
so in love with it.

I mean, it was the first time
I ever felt like

I was where
I was supposed to be.

Man: It must've been nice
not to be the only trans guy

in the room for once.

Evan: Yeah, I mean,
you really made your rounds.

I feel like you were
at every show I was at.

Man: Yeah, I remember you
telling me about your band,

but you never seemed to play.

- Angus: Hey!
- You supposed to be at work?

Angus: Where do you think
I'm goin'?

- See ya later?
- Yeah, bud.

# Don't go home #

Uh-huh.
Oh, that's so hot.

You like talking dirty?

Oh, yeah, Dave!
Are you a naughty boy?

Yeah, you're a naughty boy.
(moaning)

Dave!
Oh, my God!

(feigning orgasm)

Dave! Ah!

Ah, thanks so much
for calling, Dave.

You have a good day
now, bye.

- (Coco scoffing)
- Busy day at the office?

Fifteen minutes, 50 bucks,
can't complain.

Evan: I'm in the wrong
line of work.

What are you guys
doin' tonight?

Ted's.
What about you guys?

Angus wants to talk about
band shit.

You should come with us.

- (all cheering)
- (glasses clinking)

Evan: Back then, we were
workin' four days a week

and still makin' rent, and we
were able to party every night,

and so that's...
so that's what we did.

Man:
Right, yeah.

A great way for a band
to avoid getting shit done.

Evan: Mm, it was a great way
to avoid a lot of things.

Coco: Oh, fuck!
I love this song!

(CUB's "Freaky" plays)
# If I run around all day #

# Who are you to say, baby? #

# Let's play house #

# And if I run around
all night #

# If I run around all day #

# Who are you to say it, baby? #

# Let's play house,
Let's play house #

(couples moaning)

# Let's play house,
Let's play house... #

(couples moaning)

(both couples moaning,
thumping)

Ah!
Yeah, that's it.

(Coco moaning)

Stealth mode.

That wasn't me.

- (Coco moaning)
- (thumping)

(both laughing)

- Angus: Fuck yeah!
- (moaning)

(both panting and thumping)

Coco: Mm, yeah!
Fuck yeah!

There's no such thing
as silent sex, you guys!

(moaning)
One day we'll have walls, Lugh.

Right, maybe one day we'll
actually practise

- and write songs.
- Fuckin' go to sleep, Lugh.

Lugh: No, it's just like
you're fucking and partying

all the time,
just partying and fucking!

Oh, get your fuckin'
popcorn out.

No, but, honestly, what did
we come here honestly to do?

Because I thought
we came here to be a band.

Evan:
We are a band, Lugh.

No, actually,
we're fucking roommates who jam

when you're not too busy
with other shit.

Coco:
What are you talking about?

Who's too busy?

Okay, you want this
to be my fault, Lugh?

Guess what, I'm not the only
one here with a life.

Does anyone else wanna
blame me?

Coco?

I'm too drunk
to participate meaningfully

in this conversation...
So, no.

Angus: Yeah, Ice,
in fairness to Lugh,

you guys aren't
really in it.

It's not just us.
You all have jobs.

Yeah, fuckin' day jobs,
Ice, okay?

I'm ready to go
after busting my ass all day.

I came here
to get a degree.

I'm not gonna
apologize for that.

So what'd you come here for,
Evan?

What the fuck, Lugh?
We're all drinking it in.

It's a gestation period.

You know, artists have
to live first, then create.

Not the other way around.

Right, so artists
who don't make art

are still artists,
or did I miss that?

Coco: Burn.

Yeah, it's a bunch
of bullshit, Evan.

I'll be honest.

Okay, okay, okay.
Well, we need direction.

Uh, we actually need someone
to take the lead.

We can do that.

How 'bout we set aside one night
a week for band practice?

One night!?
For our old material.

He's right again.
Who's writing the songs?

Me and Ice.

- I mean, yeah, after finals.
- Yeah, next month.

Why don't you try writing
some songs, Lugh?

Like, I mean,
I don't wanna hold anyone back.

Oh, okay, so now we're
fuckin' quittin'.

Is that what's
happenin', okay?

No, that's not what I'm saying!
I'm saying that

you guys can start
and I'll jump in whenever I can.

I mean there's literally
nothing stopping you.

Coco: Okay, wow.
Okay, woo.

Good talk.

Uh, so to recap,
Evan's gonna be in charge

and then Isis
is gonna come in when she can

and then
just tell us all it's shit.

Great.

I'm gonna go
pass the fuck out now

and I'll see you guys
at band practice.

Mm.

Evan: (sighing) Great, guess
this is my fucking problem now.

Angus: You good?
You sure?

All right, bro.
Have a good night, okay?

- Coco: Hey, man.
- Angus: I'm comin'.

(Coco giggling)

(Angus and Coco groaning)

You know
I didn't mean that, right?

I've never written anything
without you.

You've started things
by yourself.

I feel like
I can't write here.

I can't even
hear myself think here.

Everything's
so fucking overloaded--

You can write about that.

Are you sure
that's okay with you?

I trust you.

You know
I love you, right?

I love you more.

No, you don't.

(Stars' "Liar" playing
in background)

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm good.

#

Lugh:
What is that?

Songs.

You're really
doin' it, huh?

Yeah, I guess.

Without Ice?

(quietly) # We possess a weapon
that's deadly #

# Looks like two lovers
and it sounds like a song #

Evan:
See you at home, okay?

(quietly)
# You're amazin' #

# Everythin' and nothin' #

# Oh-oh, yeah #

# Everythin' and nothin' #

# Mm-mm #

Sorry.
Makin' art.

Wow.
One little talk.

Well, it's somethin'.
Do you wanna flesh it out?

- I have my night class.
- Right.

- Maybe later.
- Yeah, okay.

# ...changes its mind #

# We are...
we are nothin' #

# And we are nothin'
and everythin' #

# Wanting changes its mind #

# We are nothin' #

# And everythin' #

Billie: So, how's a girl
from Emmett Lake

get a name like "Isis"?

Oh, um, from a mom
who gave up archeology for love.

(both laughing)

And what does Isis do when
she's not pulling straight A's?

(laughing)
My partner and I have a band.

Mm, that's too bad.

Not the band part.

Yeah, Billie,
for clarity,

I... I am in
a committed relationship.

As are we all.
Until we're not.

No, this is different.
Evan and I, we--

Evan?

- Really?
- Yeah, he's trans.

Oh?
Wow.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

You are getting more interesting
by the second.

- (laughing)
- We have to start hanging out.

Like, right now.

Well, actually,
I have to get home.

- Right.
- Mm-hm.

Yeah, course,
you've gotta stand by that man.

- No, stop.
- (both laughing)

Isis:
Maybe just one drink.

# Split lips
and bleeding palms #

# Saw you skatin'
'cross the pond #

# The ice was thin,
shadows long #

# I see you in the mirror #

# And I see you
in the light #

# Always scratchin'
at my door #

# Whisperin' a language
that I never heard before #

# Mm #

(Lugh strumming)

Keep going.

# Mm-mm #

# So if our lips met #

# Into the deep end,
every step #

And up to G,
A minor.

# Always too much
in my mind #

(Evan and Lugh singing
over tape recorder)

# Let's live and die
in this love #

# Warning changes
its mind #

# It wants too much
but not enough #

# Too much
but not enough #

# Wanting changes its mind #

# It wants too much
but not enough #

# Always too much #

# And I know #

(Lugh humming)

# You never loved us
the way we loved you #

# If you don't know the words
then you can't sing along #

# We possess a weapon
that's deadly #

# Looks like two lovers #

# And it sounds
like a song #

Angus:
I didn't say I want to!

Coco: I'm not
going back there, Angus.

Yeah, okay, well, you didn't
just get the fuckin' shit

kicked outta you by some
yuppie fuckheads, okay?

- You started it!
- I was defending you, CC!

- I asked you not to!
- Yeah, well, people--

I didn't want you to!

People in Emmett Lake wouldn't
treat us like this, okay?

- Evan: Are you going home?
- Angus: No.

Well, you just yelled about it
in the street for five minutes.

I'm not going home, Angus.

Coco:
I'm not either.

I didn't say I want to.
I was under fuckin' duress.

Good, 'cause, while you kids
were out fighting...

(tape player playing song
Evan and Lugh singing)

# Wanting changes its mind #

What is this?

# It wants too much,
but not enough #

This is you guys?

# Too much but not enough,
wanting changes its mind #

# It wants too much
but not enough #

Are you fucking kidding?

# Always too much #

- Where's Ice?
- I don't know.

You wanna flesh it out?

Yeah!
Yeah, Lughie boy!

# The consequence
of longing #

# Is loving all the pain #

# We both know that it's true,
but we do it all again #

# I know one thing,
I want you #

# And I want you
to want me #

# Come closer
and I'll tell the secret #

# That'll set us free #

# I feel you
right behind me #

# A burning question
with no plan #

# You speak in double tongues
that I'll never understand #

# So let's dive
in this love #

# Oh, into the deep end #

# Of this love #

# Wanting changes its mind #

# We are too much
and not enough #

# Too much but not enough #

# Wanting changes its mind #

# We had too much
and not enough #

# We're too much and
not enough #

- Babe!
- Coco: Ice!

- Angus: Yo, jump in.
- Coco: Got a new song for you.

Yeah, let me just
put my stuff down.

- From the top?
- Evan: Yeah, yeah.

Uh, one, two, three, four.

Okay, you literally ordered me
to write something by myself.

I know.

But, uh, you didn't.

You wrote it with Lugh.

And it was great.
I don't see the problem.

"Desire changes its mind"?

Is that about us?

Not everything that passes
through my brain is about us.

You said you'd wait.

I have more
and it needs the Isis touch.

The Isis touch.

(both laughing)

- Okay?
- Yeah.

(whispering)

Come here.

So, listen, I'm thinking we need
like three more songs

to make a solid demo.

So, if you can, you know,
get on that, that'd be great.

Yeah, I mean,
my days are clear.

What about work?

- Um, I quit my job.
- Angus: Oh, okay.

- You did?
- Yeah.

Coco:
Fuck yeah, dude.

I mean,
we're doin' this, right?

- Coco: Yeah.
- Lugh: For lunch, an apple.

Okay, so I'm thinkin'
at the beginning it's like...

(vocalizing)
...the bass...

(vocalizing)

...guitar's like...
(vocalizing)

What are you wearing today,
Matt?

Matt (on phone):
(whispering) Pants.

Mm-hm, oh, are you gonna
take it off for me?

Oh, Matt.
Tell me what you're wearing.

# Do you remember
the day I told you #

# You got
a revolutionary heart? #

That's so funny.

Oh, you wanna know
what I'm wearing?

# ...we would never ever
be apart? #

Oh, I wore something
extra special for you, Matt.

(laughing)

# I wore something
extra special for you, Matt #

# So special, so special #

# So special #

# Just for you Matt,
so special #

Matt (on phone):
Are you touching yourself?

Uh-huh, yeah.

I want credit on that!

# So, so, so special #

Oh, what are you wearing?
Mm-hm...

# Told ya you got
a revolutionary heart #

Coco: Mm!
Yeah!

(Coco moaning)

# Do you remember
the time you told me #

# We would never,
ever be apart? #

- Lugh: Mm.
- (Evan humming)

(Coco moaning)

Yeah!
(moaning)

(Evan humming)

Mm-hm.
Oh, talk to me.

What are you doing?
Are you touching yourself?

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Keep on beatin' #

Coco: (yelling)
Oh, yeah, yeah!

# Revolutionary heart #

Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah!
Yeah, baby!

Talk to me.
You're cumming?

- You're cumming?
- Matt (on phone): Here I cum!

- Cum, cum, cum... (groaning)
- Sing it for me, boys!

- Yeah!
- (Matt orgasming)

# Do you remember
the day I told you #

# You got
a revolutionary heart? #

# Do you remember
when you held me #

# And told me we would never,
ever be apart? #

# Are you strong enough
to carry the flame #

# Without settin'
yourself on fire? #

Man:
I never reviewed demos,

but, I would see you
every weekend.

You would talk about your band.
I was curious about you.

- Evan: And?
- Man: Oh, you read the review.

- (both laughing)
- Man: You can thank me now.

Evan: It was a great review.
Thank you.

Man: You know
I still have that demo.

Evan: You should hang onto it.
It might be worth something.

(both laughing)

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Keep on beatin',
beatin', beatin' #

# I wanna die
with the sun in my eyes #

# And your name written... #

- Coco: Somewhere in Toronto.
- (others laughing)

Coco: The date is...
I don't know anymore... 2001

and The New Normals
are comin' out with a CD.

- Evan: We're packin' records.
- Isis: Mm-hm.

- Coco: Doin' our thing.
- Evan: Packin' our demos.

Sending them off
to record companies.

Coco:
So, tell us.

One day they're gonna make
a documentary about us.

Angus: Yeah, you're already
doing it right now.

Coco:
And they're gonna be like,

"This was the New Normals
when they were little children,

basically."

Isis: Sorry, Lugh.
It's Arsenal Records.

Coco: Lick it.

Mm!

- Last one!
- Coco: Got it?

- This is the last one.
- Last one.

- Last one!
- Remedial Records, baby!

- Last one!
- Last one, Remedial Records.

Yeah!
Woo!

- New Normals!
- On three.

All: One, two, three,
New Normals!

Can we go the fuck
to sleep now?

Did you mind if
I put somethin' on, or...

(grunting)

# It's cold
where we come from #

# Your lips and bleeding palms,
saw you skating on the pond #

# The ice was thin
and the shadows long #

# I can feel you near me #

# Always scratchin'
at my door #

What do you think?

# Whisperin' a language
that I've never heard before #

(both laughing)

- I feel like...
- Hm?

...like I've barely
scratched the surface.

Of being?

Anything.

I feel like the songs
are coming easier to you now.

Just promise me something.

If something changes for you,
about us,

you would tell me, right?

(cymbals crashing)

Booked us a gig.

# Tells you what you
really want to know #

# Holding back the curtain... #

Why is everyone so quiet?

Huh?
You all nervous?

No, no, no.
There's like 20 people here.

- We're good.
- Isis: Twenty opinions.

Yeah and they can tell two
people, who tells two people,

and they tell two people,
and, oh, my God!

Guys, what if we blow it?

I mean, fuck it, man.
Who cares what they think?

Right? I mean, we...
we know we're good.

All right, well,
we should get out there.

- Where's Lugh?
- Oh, shit. You're right.

Uh, I think he's in the shitter.
Hang on.

Hey, Lugh, Lugh!

- Lugh!
- Man: Piss off, dude.

Lugh you doin' drugs
in there, bud?

- Yeah, I'm not in there.
- Angus: Dude, what the fuck?

Ted wanted me to restock
the beer fridges.

- What?
- Put it down, man.

Get over here.
Come on. Come on.

Just get over here.

- Let's go.
- (all laughing)

- "Normals" on three!
- One, two, three...

Normals!

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Keep on beatin', beatin'
beatin', beatin' #

(crowd cheering)

Evan: This next one's called
Goodbye Anthem.

I wrote it
with the girl I love.

# I haven't had a dream
in so long #

# 'Cause I don't fall asleep
when I'm here #

# Baby, take my hand
and let's run #

# Away from
all the boredom and fear #

# You never loved us
the way we loved you #

Man: I remember
that show at Ted's.

Yeah, there was this, like...

drama up there.

# ...that's deadly,
It looks like two lovers #

# And it sounds like a song #

Man: You could feel these
threads of connection

and tension.

Yeah, I mean, it felt like
something special was happening.

# This is it,
this is it, this is it #

# This is the final farewell #

# This is it,
this is it, this is it #

# It's real loud #

# And we've broken the spell #

# This is it,
this is it, this is it #

# This is the final farewell #

(audience cheering
and applauding)

(laughing)

(audience cheering
and applauding)

- Angus: I guess we blew it.
- Yeah!

(cheering)

- Billie: You guys!
- Hi!

That was insane.

Billie, this is, um, Evan.

Evan, this is...
it's Billie.

Who she never
stops talking about.

- Beers?
- Yes.

- She's cute.
- Yeah, she's also gay.

So are you.

(yelling and laughing)

Oh, my God!
That was amazing! My God.

Thank you.
That's so sweet!

You said you were in a band.

You didn't tell me
you were a rock star.

#

- Evan, right?
- Yeah.

- Such a good show.
- Thank you.

And such a good demo
you sent in.

Malik Khan.

Angus:
Well, hello, Malik Khan.

You're at the top
of our list.

You got a minute to chat?

- Yeah.
- Angus: Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Malik: All right.

Man: Malik Khan signs you
on your first show in Toronto.

I mean,
do you have any concept of--

Evan: I know it's not
supposed to be that easy.

It's...
It's just what happened.

Coco: I wanna see it.
I wanna see it.

Isis: Wait.
I should get you with it.

- Angus: To Emmett Lake!
- Isis: Oh!

All: To Emmett Lake!

- Coco: How are you feelin'?
- (talking quickly)

- Hey, where are you goin'?
- Is this thing on?

Hey, everyone!
We... we...

See... see Lugh over there?
That's my boy Lugh.

Drinks on him tonight,
all right?

We just got
a fucking record deal.

(all cheering)

(classical music playing)

(couples moaning)

Man: So, how'd it feel
to be called a sex symbol?

Evan: (laughing)
Um, unexpected.

Man:
Yeah, but not unwanted.

Evan: People were telling me
"no" my whole life,

and, you know,
finally people were seeing me

and saying "yes."

Man: So you start
saying "yes" back?

Evan: (sighing)
I wanted to.

(couples moaning)

(Lugh yelling in pillow)

(both laughing)

What if we get famous?

Like famous-famous,
or Canadian famous?

Whatever.

Recognized.

Treated differently.

What if it changes us?

Like as a band?

You wanna play
Ted's Collision

for 40 people
for the rest of our lives?

No.
(chuckling)

- You want some water?
- Uh-uh.

Okay.

Gary: Without a thought
for anyone else...

- Evan.
- Come on.

(Evan humming tune)

(Evan humming)

# You'll never love us #

# The way we loved you #

# If you don't know
the words #

# Then you can't sing along #

# We possess a weapon
that's deadly #

# Looks like two lovers
and it sounds like a song #

(classical music playing)

Isis: If something
changes for you, about us,

you would tell me, right?

Angus:
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah!

Here it is, guys.

- Coco: It's here.
- Angus: Let's go!

- No, no, no, no, no, go.
- I don't wanna--

Coco: Go!
Right there beside Angus.

Drum roll please.

- (drum roll)
- Drum roll, please.

Ooh-ho-ho!
Look at that!

- (Coco giggling)
- Hey, Ma.

It's your slack-jawed son

stockin' the shelves
of his day job

with his own CD.

Coco: Smile. Try.

Yeah, he doesn't know how.
Come on, come on.

Coco: Smile. Smile.

Okay, now, come here.
Take it.

- We made it.
- We made it, Mom.

We're stars.

Yeah, things are moving
really fast now.

Mom (on phone): How are you
gonna handle this with school?

I don't know.

I'll just have to figure out
how to balance both.

- You know me, Mom.
- Mom (on phone): How's Evan...

Uh, he's good.
He's super stoked.

Mom (on phone):
I ran into his mom at IGA

and he still hasn't
told them about the CD.

- Isis: He hasn't?
- Mom: No.

- Isis: Okay, I'll tell him.
- Mom: Love you.

Isis:
Love you too.

- What was that?
- My mom saw your mom at IGA.

She didn't know
about the CD.

Right, um...

You didn't talk
to your parents?

No.
No, I'm too busy.

You should talk
to your mom at least.

Just call her right now.

No, no, I'll do it
after I shower, okay?

Evan.
Evan!

Okay. Fine.

(phone dialling)

(line ringing)

- Gary (on phone): Hello?
- Hi, Dad.

Gary:
Is, uh, is somethin' wrong?

Uh-uh.
Everything's good.

Gary: Well, okay.
Well, uh...

Well, your mom's out.

Evan: All right, well,
I won't keep you.

Um, we have
some news.

Gary:
Yeah, we heard.

Evan: Okay, well, I'll send you
a CD or something.

Gary:
That'll make your mom happy.

So would comin'
back to see her.

Mm, nope.
Not comin' to Emmett Lake.

Gary: Well, it sounds like you
got the life you wanted

down there.

Evan:
Yep, I guess I do.

Gary: Good.
Where's it go from here?

#

(car horns blaring)

- (grunting)
- Hurry the fuck up, dude.

- We're gonna be late.
- Coco: Ev, where we goin'?

- We're goin' to Massey Hall.
- Coco: You fucking liar!

You told me you didn't fucking
have any coke, you liar.

Fuck, dude!

This is why you have to do
your own fucking drugs!

Coco: You always take
my fucking drugs.

Can you drive faster?
We're gonna be late.

Woman: Do you wanna
get a little closer?

- Angus: New Normals, you ready?
- Yeah, I'm fuckin' stoked.

But you're not as stoked
as this guy, huh?

Stage Manager:
Hey, 10 minutes 'til stage.

Coco: Anyone know
where the fuck Isis is?

Evan: Being passive aggressive
in the bathroom.

- (retching)
- Angus: Oh, are you nervous?

Angus, I'm not in
the fucking mood right now.

Angus: What?
I thought you were a rock star.

Now, you can't
handle your shit.

Angus, I'm fucking serious!
I'm not in the mood right now!

- Angus: What?
- (all yelling)

(audience cheering)

# Keep on beatin' #

# Keep on beatin',
keep on beatin' #

# Beatin', beatin' #

# Beatin' #

# Ho,
revolutionary heart #

# It's a revolutionary heart #

# It's a revolutionary heart #

# Ho, revolutionary heart #

# Ho! #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Keep on beatin',
beatin', beatin', beatin' #

(audience cheering
and applauding)

- Thank you!
- Thank you!

Good night.
We love you.

(audience cheering
and applauding)

Hoo.
Hoo!

(audience cheering
and applauding)

(laughing)

- Woo!
- (yelling)

Angus:
That was fuckin' amazing, guys!

Fucking crazy!

- You were fuckin' amazing!
- It's hot as fuck out there.

Evan: I can't believe how many
fucking people there are.

Coco: Oh, dude.

Let's go back out there though.
Let's go back.

- No, no, no, give it a second.
- Encore, encore.

Isis: No, I hate it when bands
make an audience earn an encore.

What are you talking about?
They love it.

It's just cynical and entitled.

Crowd:
Encore! Encore!

Uh, okay, no one's
abusing their time here.

You know, this band has turned
into such a cliché

since you took over.

Or am I the only one
who's feeling that?

Evan: Okay, Isis,
where the exact fuck

is that coming from?

No, no, no.
Where's that coming--

- (audience cheering)
- What was that?

Lugh:
Let's go back out there.

(audience cheering,
whistling, and applauding)

I'm gonna need a second.

(retching)

- Fuck!
- Babe, are you okay?

- What's goin' on?
- Fuck.

(audience cheering
and applauding)

Hi, you guys!
(laughing)

Was that the appropriate
amount of time

to keep you waiting?

(crowd cheering)

Let's make it
worth the wait.

Who wants to hear
some real music?

(cheering)

(playing classical piano
concerto)

Is there something
you gotta tell me?

No. I don't want to
talk about it right now.

Well, I want
to talk about it.

No. I don't.
Piss off, Angus.

What the fuck is going on?

(continues playing concerto)

#

Malik:
What do you think?

I think I want to work
with them.

Do you think they'll want to
work with me?

(cork popping)

- Coco: Woo!
- Angus: All right. Let's go.

- Coco: Oh, no.
- (chattering)

Malik: Pass it down.
Pass it down, everybody.

Please guys, sit, sit.

What do you think, Evan?

- It's pretty glam.
- Woman: Very.

Coco:
I think it looks kinda cool.

Isis: For our first video,
I'm not sure it's us.

What do you mean
by that, Isis?

I guess not looking like
a packaged,

commercialized version
of an indie band.

No problem.
Just a first set of ideas.

So, you see yourselves as
an anti-corporate indie band?

Sort of lo-fi,

anti-fashion,
DIY grunge holdouts?

Sure.
Not that we're into labels.

Because this kind of glamour
makes you feel uncomfortable?

Glamour's mostly a tool
used to commodify people.

Glamour can also reveal
who you really are.

This is getting weird.

I mean,
it's just a music video.

It's just a music video
if all you want out of it

is to look like
every other indie band

pretending like they
don't want to be rock stars.

Look. You didn't
call yourselves the Normals.

You're the New Normals.

Front and center,
you have a gorgeous transsexual

and lesbian queer couple.

How many bands
can say that?

Next to them,
hot-as-fuck bass player

in love with a drummer

who looks like he just stepped
out of a cage fight.

And, like, the ghost
at this double wedding,

a cool-as-fuck guitarist

who just floated off the ceiling
of the Sistine Chapel.

Trust me when I say no one
has seen anything like you.

But...

...no one is actually
going to see it

unless you're willing to
show them.

My question is
what are you so afraid of.

# So, let's dive in
this love #

# Oh #

# Into the deep end
of this love #

Cut.

Moving on to singles.

Evan?

Is it just me,

or does she really like
giving him direction?

Oh, it looks good on him.

(sighing)

You look nauseous.
Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Isis:
Are you sure?

Yeah. I don't know why everyone
keeps on asking me that.

Does Angus know?

(sighing)

Yeah.
He wants to keep it.

Do you?

With a guy
who can't go a week

without getting into
a street brawl?

I don't think so.

- Does he know that?
- Hey, babe.

You need
to stay hydrated, okay?

How you feeling?

You doing all right?

Ready for my close-up.

Angus:
Okay.

Yeah. Unless Evan's the only one
getting those today.

Hey-hey-hey, rock star.

Thank you.

Isis: That felt like
the longest day of my life.

Evan: I feel like
it went by pretty quick.

Anyone want
to go to Ted's?

What, after
an 18-hour shoot?

Angus: I think I got to get
this girl home.

No.
I'm not tired.

Angus:
Oh, yeah?

Okay. Fine.
Bed.

Okay.

All right.
Have fun, kids.

Don't do
any drugs without me.

- Go ahead if you want.
- Coco: Bye.

Drinks?

Yeah.

Evan: Cheers to breaking in
after hours.

(sighing)

(chuckling)
What?

What?

Just thinking about the time
that you and Isis made me cool.

You were already cool.

We just got you to dress
the part.

Changed my life.

Hmm. Yeah.
The band changed all our lives.

It's about
to change again.

Does that freak you out?

(tumbler rattling
on table)

No.

But Isis is pissed
the band's about you now.

(chuckling)
What?

The band's not all
about me.

I don't think
you see it.

See what?

What you are now.

Evan...

(chair scraping)

(classical music playing)

#

(chattering)

(bottle clattering)

Shh.

Coco:
Handsome fuck.

# Wanting changes its mind #

# We are too much
and not enough #

# We're too much
and not enough #

# Too much and not enough #

# Too much
and not enough #

# Too much
and not enough #

# We're too much
and not enough #

# We're too much
and not enough #

# Always too much #

# And not enough #

Wow, Elektra.
It's just...

Well, the camera's definitely
got a chub for you, bud.

It's almost like
you're the only one there.

(whispering inaudibly)

Give me a pose. Give me a pose.
Let's see it.

Are you the Evan Strocker?

(cheering)

(Chantal Pary's "Les Gens
Heureux N'ont Pas D'Histoire")

(indistinct conversation)

Cheers, everyone.

- We need more champagne.

(chanting) More champagne.
More champagne.

Coco: I want more--
(laughing)

Evan:
Okay, your turn.

Billie: Truth or dare?
Truth or dare?

- Me. Dare.
- A real shocker.

Billie: You have to kiss.
You have to kiss someone.

Yes. I would love to.
Please.

- Okay. You...
- Yeah?

...have to kiss...

(gasping)

- ...the crowned prince.
- Oh.

- Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!
- Okay.

Whoa!

Yay.

(applauding, laughing)

Coco:
That's hot!

Sexy.

So, what's it like
being a rock star?

Like being high
all the fucking time.

(talking over each other)

So, who here
haven't you fucked?

Why?
You wanna fuck me, too?

(stammers) I think your life
is complicated enough.

I'm just here to exploit
your rock-star status

for a great story.

Well, I'm yours
whenever you want me.

Ah, did you hear
that, everyone?

Woman:
Oh, is that right? Oh, my.

Elektra: I hear congratulations
are in order on the tour.

Yeah.
We're pretty stoked.

Malik said
it's getting bigger.

Angus:
Bigger how?

You don't know?

- Coco: Obviously not.
- No, I don't think we do.

They're adding 30 US cities
after Canada.

Oh, shit.

- Thirty? Are you serious?
- Hello.

(talking over each other)

- Thirty US cities!
- What, what?

Billie: Guys,
congratu-fucking-lations.

(talking over each other)

Thank you, me. Thank me.

It's so good, in fact,

that I think it merits
an announcement.

- Oh?
- Oh, yeah.

This calls for some good news,
and I'm--

Tell us what?

You're going to love it.
You're going to love it.

- Baby?
- Angus?

Coco,
you're the love of my life...

- Share, please. Share.
- Angus?

It's great news, babe.
It's great news.

Is going to be a mama!

Oh!

How can you say that?
You sit the fuck down!

I told you to shut
your fucking mouth.

Angus:
Coco! CC.

Coco?
What, Coco, what?

Just leave me alone, Angus.

What? You're fucking mad
because I told--

Leave me alone!

What, you're mad
because I told?

I'm not keeping it.

What?
No.

I'm not about to be
some fat-ass mom

while the rest of you blow up
and take over the world!

Angus:
Oh, it's okay. It's okay.

Coco: I'm not fucking doing
that, Angus!

I understand if you're scared,
babe, okay?

But imagine you. Tits out,
fucking breaking barriers.

It's what you do.

- Babe.
- It's not the tour.

So, what is that?
What are you saying there?

What is that?

You saying you don't want it
'cause it's me?

You saying
you don't want it with me?

- Is that what you're saying?
- Look, look, look. Okay?

I love you.

Yeah. I fucking love you,
too, babe.

I love you.

We're not cut out
for this.

Babe, listen. We've never
done shit the normal way.

That's why I fucking love you.
I fucking love you.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Please don't.

Done it your
fucking way, Angus!

Just stop.

It's always your way,
every fucking time...

Just going to fucking
walk out?

...and this time,
I'm not doing that.

Angus: So, I don't get
any fucking say in this, CC?

Coco:
Just leave me alone, Angus!

Just fucking go, okay?

- (door slamming)
- (Coco shouting)

Don't fuckin' stop
on my account.

Thirty US cities.

ELEKTRA:
Yes.

Yeah, yeah.

- Ooh.
- (chuckling)

Mmm.

(classical music playing)

#

Are you going to finish
the cheese?

Hey.

What's with you?

I can't do this.

I'm new at it, too.
We'll figure it out.

- There. All better?
- Stop.

I'm not doing this tour
like this,

with you, me and Ice.

It's fucked up.
I'm not doing it.

Okay.
So, you want to stop?

What if I can't?

I can't, either.

Evan?

Ice.

What, so, this is a thing?

Evan:
It's not a thing.

Okay. How long has it
not been a thing?

Lugh?

Isis (shouting):
How long?

Just before grad.

What, since Emmett
fucking Lake?

It was once
in Emmett Lake.

It was a thing
to me, Evan.

Yeah. It was a thing to me,
too, Lugh.

Evan: Fuck this, I'm not fucking
doing this right now.

(playing classical piano
concerto)

#

Evan: I always knew
it had to end there.

I think Lugh did, too.

But Isis?

She never stopped believing
in us.

That's what hurt the most.

Man: Believing in
you and Isis, or the band?

Evan: There was never going to
be one without the other.

And after I blew it all up,
Ice stopped talking to me,

and Lugh moved
to California.

Man: Would you take
any of it back?

Evan:
No.

Now, you're here.
Solo record.

Solo show.

Not a lot of trans guys get the
kind of platform that you have.

Right. I mean...

I never wanted to be
a trans artist.

- I just wanted--
- You wanted to be an artist.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.
But... Isis, you, Lugh...

...it became political.

But should've
been personal.

Yeah.
I mean, it was both.

That was the draw.
People wanted to know more.

You ever talk to Isis?

Anyone else
in the band?

No.
Not really.

So, no reunion
plans coming up?

(chuckling)

As if you don't know.

(chuckling)
I've got good sources, man.

Emmett Lake is doing a tribute
to the New Normals.

Yeah. Go figure.

You going to go?

Yeah.
I'm going to go.

Anyone else going?

I don't know.

I hope so.

(quiet humming)
# You'll never wait so long #

# Here comes your man #

# Here comes your man #

# Here comes your man #

(tires grinding on gravel)

(sighing)

(sighing)

# I haven't had a dream
in so long #

# 'Cause I don't fall asleep
when I'm here #

# Baby, take my hand
and let's run #

# Away from all the boredom
and fear #

# You never loved us
the way we... #

(cassette player clicking off)

I thought
that was your car.

Dad, what is
all this stuff?

Oh, your mother
didn't tell you?

It's, uh--
They're moving the event here.

It's a "where it all began"
type thing.

Where is Mom?

Uh, she's out shopping.

She's be--
She'll be back later.

Well, I'm having a beer.
Uh...

You want one?

Sure. Yeah.

Gary:
There you go.

Oh.

Quite the couple of years
you've had, hmm?

Yeah, I guess so.

Hard not to think
you'd be set,

or more set,
if you'd...

if you'd stuck to it.

Yeah.
I-- I don't dwell on that.

Can I ask you something?

Yeah. Sure.

How do you feel
about this?

"This" being...

You know, that-- the plaque
they're putting up and stuff.

Yeah.

It's not going
to be fun.

Constant reminder
of how much...

...braver you are
than I ever was.

I'm not that brave.

I would've
lost my nerve.

Hmm.

I'd have lost my nerve.

But you,
you went out there and became

who you wanted to be.

(Les Mouches'
"Little Red Coupé" playing)

# Don't leave the house
my son #

# They only want to get at
your books #

# Call your name
in the city street #

# Make you wish #

# You never opened that #

# Fucking mouth of yours #

(car horn honking)

Hey, handsome devil!

What's up, rock star?

Angus: You know this is all
your fault, eh?

Coco: Hey, it's his mom's fault,
to be fair.

You're not going
to come to us.

You're going to make us
come to you.

Is that how it works,
you fucker?

Mmm. Hi, baby.

- How are you?
- I'm good. How are you?

You still mad at me?

Fuck, yeah. I'm mad at you.
I fucking hate you.

(Coco and Evan laughing)

(Even sighing)

Is Lugh coming?

He doesn't have a phone.
But his manager knows, so--

- It's a long way from LA.
- Yeah.

I wouldn't hold my breath.

- Yeah. I guess not.
- Coco: Hmm.

Crazy how it worked out
for him.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, yeah.

You know, it's good that it
worked out for one of us, right?

Hey.

No.
You're right.

- We talked about this.
- Yeah.

(door closing)

- Coco: Oh.
- Angus: Well...

Coco: Have fun.

I'll see you guys inside.

Coco:
See you inside.

Hey.

Isis:
Hey.

Evan:
How was the ride up?

Oh, Billie drove me.

- Are you two still--
- Yep.

You know, I tried to talk them
out of this, but--

Yeah. I'm sure they'll ask us
about reunion plans,

or something like that.

Mm-hmm.

Uh, Isis, wait.
Um...

I miss you.

Come on.

Let's let the town honour
its only two queers.

(tires grinding on gravel)

(Isis and Evan laughing)

That's quite
an entrance, Lugh.

Yeah. Uh...

It was waiting for me
at the airport,

'cause the manager said...

How are you?

Great.
Going to grad school.

How's the solo thing?

It's fine.

How's LA?

- Good.
- Isis: You making any friends?

No.

Are they expecting us
to play, or--

- That wasn't my understanding.
- Yeah. No. I don't--

I brought my guitar,
so we could.

Lugh?

Come here.

You coming?

(Evan singing quietly)

# I haven't had a dream
in so long #

# 'Cause I don't fall asleep
when I'm here #

# Baby, take my hand
and let's run #

# Away from all the boredom
and fear #

# You'll never love us
the way we loved you #

# Where do I go
from here #

# Where am I right now #

# Feels like
this isn't my life #

# Just looking through
my body's eyes #

# Where do we go from here #

# Where are we right now #

# And will we ever
be again #

# Will it ever
be like then #

# You don't write me back #

# You don't write me
at all #

# It wouldn't matter anyway #

# Can't come back
from this aphasia #

# Nothing makes
sense anymore #

# I'm a nervous wreck #

# I shouldn't be that at all #

# 'Cause I'm on top of
everything #

# It just means
I can't reach your ground #

# And I don't have one
of my own #

# Oh, god-freaking-damn-it #

# Where do I go from here #

# Where am I now #

# Feels like
this isn't my life #

# Just looking through
my body's eyes #

# Where do we go
from here #

# Where are we right now #

# And will we ever
be again #

# Will it ever be like then #

# Will it ever be like then #

# I pulled you in
so close to me #

# I brought a knife
up to your face #

# I made a slit
across each cheek #

# Then I pulled you in
to kiss you #

# Let my hands caress
your face #

# With two arms
so full of dirt #

# Which I rubbed
into your wounds #

# And somehow
didn't think it hurt #

# 'Cause I told you
I loved you #

# I told you I did #

# Where do we go
from here #

# Where are we
right now #

# Where do I go
from here #

# Where are you right now #