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"Draw lines
from each vertex

"to its opposite vertex,

"dividing the hexagon
into equal triangles."

Blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah, blah.

Yeah. I'll do that
once you learn English.

BOY: Watch it!
(JOAN GASPS)

Sorry.
Thank you

very much.

(DOGS BARKING)

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

MAN: Oh, boy.
Come on. Come on.

You got to look where
you're going, Joan.

Thanks for the lecture.

It helps right now.

You got a "D" on your
geometry test, huh?

Yes! A "D."

And now the dogs are actually
eating my homework.

What is this?
Take-a-cosmic-dump-
on-Joan day?

Hey. You know,
I'm helping you pick up
your stuff here.

You're not being
very appreciative.

You want some appreciation?

Ease up on the homework
and the tests.

Maybe toss a lightning bolt at
that twerp on the skateboard.

Actually, I was thinking
more about, uh...

Piano lessons.

(SIGHS)

Do you see all this,
all-seeing one, huh?

I have a Noah's Ark-load
of homework already.

Joan,
take piano lessons.

I took them when
I was little.

You know how much
I hated them.

Actually, I thought
you were kinda good.

I mean, you were
solidly in the groove

on Eensie Weensie
Spider, remember?

My parents
can't afford lessons.

Oh, you'll
figure it out.

No, I won't!

DOG WALKER GOD: Let's go,
fellas, come on.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHS)

♪ What if God was one of us?

♪ Just a slob like one of us

♪ Just a stranger on the bus

♪ Tryin' to make his way home

♪ Just tryin'
to make his way home

♪ Just tryin'
to make his way home ♪

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

What do you want?

Piano lessons.

Why? Your parents
forcing you?

No.

(SIGHS) Then why?

(SCOFFS)
Because I used to play

when I was little,
and I miss it.

(MOANS)

(SIGHS)

Because someone
very important

thought I was good at
Eensie Weensie Spider.

How many reasons
do you need?

Fifty. You got 50 bucks?

Fifty?
Yeah.

That'll barely cover
the Scotch I'll need

after listening
to another kid
butcher Bach.

Fifty bucks might be
a little bit of a problem.

Maybe, uh...

(EXHALES)

What?

Look, I could pay you off
a little bit every week.

Well, maybe I could work
for the lessons, you know?

Help you clean?

You saying I keep
a dirty house?

No. No, I was just
saying, you know,

maybe I could help you
make it

even cleaner.

Tomorrow. 4:30.

Bring your old
exercise books.

And if I have
nothing to build on,

you're out on
your keister.

Well, you don't have
to slam the door in my face.

It's not very nice!

WOMAN: Get off my porch!

(SIGHS)

You sure you want me
to do this?

Come on.
Independent research.

It's your kind of thing.

Sticking a dart
in my brother's butt
is a lot of things,

but it's definitely not
my kind of thing.

Ready?

Not really, but yes.

Now remember, keep your
mouth shut about this.

You think this is something
I'd publicize?

Okay.

Let me have it,

but don't
tell me when.

(EXHALES)

Oh, this is uncomfortable
on so many levels.

(SOFTLY) Ow.

Uh... I'm sorry.

I'm just... You know,
I've never put
a dart in someone's...

You know...

No.

It's great.

I felt it.

(CHUCKLES)
I actually felt it.

Whoo!

Whoo!

What's this?
Crazy shirt day?

'Cause you are
totally winning.

Uh, Iris gave it to me.

Oh. So this is
a choice.

It's vintage. It still
has the original tag.

You look like an escapee
from a VH1 special.

You think
the J.C. Penney hoodies
were a good look for A?

They were Adam.
This is not.

I like it, Jane.

No, you don't.
You can't,

unless you're blind or...

(MOUTHING) Her.

I can't help it
if you don't get fashion.

(BELL RINGS)

I just think you should
let A be Adam.

Okay, I?

Miss Girardi, glad to hear
you talking about "A."

Approach the board, please.

The Pythagorean theorem,
show us.

Start with "A,"
then square it.

Um, Pythagorean.
That's...

Someone from Pythagoria?

(LAUGHTER)

Pythagoras,
the granddaddy of geometry,

taught us that all life
is connected through math.

The study of prime
and square numbers

not only built the basics
of geometry,

but also music,
astronomy...

This is about music?

My, showing some interest,
Miss Girardi.

Finally trying to,
I don't know,

pass the class, are we?

I'm gonna pass.

Then show us that
the square of the hypotenuse

is equal to the sum
of the sides squared.

I can add fractions.
Good.

(STUDENTS LAUGH)

How am I ever gonna find
my old piano books
in all this garbage?

God, my mom
keeps everything.

Do you know that
she kept my first shirt
that I spit up on?

"Oh, vomit. How cute."

What's up
with the piano?

Don't you have
enough going on?

Too much.

So you're gonna
pile more on?

Trying to get your
mind off Rove

is making you
goofy, dude.

My mind is not
on Adam, okay?

It's just his new
disco-look that
really got to me.

How could he let Iris
pick out his clothes?

She probably does it
after they make out,

you know,
when he has no will
of his own.

Bad image.
Very bad image.

It's the truth.

Dangle even the most
remote possibility
of sex before a guy,

they're your slaves.

Didn't you ever see
the movie

Queen of Outer Space
with Zsa Zsa Gabor?

Why would I?
Rent it.

Brilliant
cautionary tale.

Now if you were
willing to, uh...

I told you
Adam and I are over.

Yeah.

That's why you don't
care what he wears,
or, uh...

Don't you have a Hebrew class
you should be at?

Yeah. Why do you
think I'm here?

Aw! These are Dad.

(CHUCKLES)

He looks about six
in this picture,

and already he's dressed
like a cop.

That's because
his dad was a cop.

Look at this picture.
Look. This is him
in high school.

Afro. Afro.

And Rove's shirt.

(CHUCKLES)
Wow.

This is a letter
from my grandfather.

He died when I was little.

"Dear Will,

"I hope they are not
working you too hard
at the police academy.

"I have been missing you,

"and I'm sorry about
everything with Richard."

"I understand
how angry you are,

"but he's just a boy.
Please don't blame him."

What are you doing?

Digging out
my old piano books.
I'm taking lessons.

Piano?

Don't ask. I'm just into
piano again, okay?

So, who is this Richard,

and why was grandpa worried
that Dad would be mad at him?

Got me.

Oh, um...

Oh. Ugh.

Hey.

That is your
little onesie.

That is the first
thing that you...

We know. It's a real
national treasure.

(SOFTLY) Okay.

Gotta go. I got a...

The chicken, I don't
want it to burn.

That was weird, huh?

Total parental cover-up.

They all turn into
Fascists when
they have kids.

(JOAN PLAYING
EENSIE WEENSIE SPIDER)

(PLAYS CLASHING NOTES)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

(SCOFFS)

(GROANS)

Stop! In the name of
all that's holy, stop!

I thought
I was doing good.

So I'm blind,
and you're deaf.

Come on. I already
cleaned out your fridge,

and there was
something moving in there.

You owe me.

Just try not to damage
one of the few senses
I have left.

(PLAYS EENSIE WEENSIE
SPIDER)

Where is the feeling
for the notes
you're playing?

You know, without that,
you make noise,

not music.

(PLAYS EENSIE WEENSIE
SPIDER)

(SEGUES INTO
A CLASSICAL PIECE)

Wow. That was...
That was great.

No one likes a suck-up.

So just play,

and those are
quarter notes,
not half notes.

You can count,
can't you?

(TIMER TICKING)

(PLAYS EENSIE WEENSIE
SPIDER)

(TIMER RINGS)
Thank God.

You can start by
dusting the piano,

and then take out
the garbage.

You could have at least
let me finish. (SIGHS)

I was in the zone.
That was pretty clear.

How old are you here?

Younger.

You look happy,

and pretty.

I mean, you still are pretty.

Yeah.
I'm Jayne Mansfield.

Who?

Forget it. Just clean.

You know, you don't have
very good people skills.

Then why don't
you just leave.
Forget the lessons.

God only knows.

DR. RODNEY: Those feelings
are peripheral, Kevin.

They don't involve
your central nervous system.

It doesn't mean
you'll walk.

How can you be
sure about that?

You also told me

that I wouldn't get
any feeling at all
down there.

You were wrong
about that, weren't you?

Given your history,
I said the odds
weren't in your favor.

That's no answer.

You sound like you're
running for president.

These feelings I had,
they were real.

So, that has to mean
something.

I know how much
you want this to be a sign...

I don't want
a miracle from you.

I just want some answers.

I want to deal with
someone who knows what
they're talking about.

We're still learning so much
about spinal cord injuries...

Yeah, well, I want
someone who knows
more than you.

I'll send your records
to Martin Jacobson.

He's head of neurology
at Arcadia General.

I'll find my own guy.

(JOAN PLAYING PIANO)

Why is she
doing this?

I've learned
with your sister,
it's best not to ask.

She might try
to explain.

(SLAMS HANDS ON PIANO KEYS)

(JOAN GRUNTS IN FRUSTRATION)

Maybe she broke it.

Hey, you know,
the insurance company called.

They said you were asking
for a second opinion,

and they need
to pre-approve it.

Okay. I'll take
care of it.

What is it?
Why do you need
a second opinion?

I'm okay, Mom. I can
take care of it.

What's wrong?
Is something wrong?
KEVIN: No.

Was someone playing
the piano?

I thought I heard...

Pounding?
You heard pounding.

I'm doing
a lot better.

At pounding.

I thought you
hated the piano.

You want me to do well
in math, don't you?
WILL: Yes.

HELEN: See? This is why
I don't ask.

Well, all music is based on
the mathematical certainty

that vibrations change
when the ratio between
whole numbers change.

Ah. And Joan
flunks math.

So, what's wrong
with you, anyway?

Something wrong?

No. I'm fine.
Everything's fine.

Did we join the CIA
and I just didn't
get the note?

What are you
talking about?

Secret doctors,
the mysterious Richard.

LUKE: Who?
Some relative of Dad's

that Mom won't
talk about.
HELEN: Joan...

Well, why are you
asking about Richard?

She found a letter in one
of those boxes in the closet.

What was it
doing there?

So who is he?

A criminal?
A pervert? What?

No one.
A distant relative.

He's a Girardi?

Yeah. I told you.
A distant relative.
I barely knew him.

Grandpa said
in the letter

you were mad at him.

You know, stuff happens
when you're young.

Can we eat?
I didn't have any lunch.

Well, I figured someday
you might want to look back.

Why would I want
to look back at Richard?

For what reason?
You should have thrown
it all out, Helen.

Why did you leave it
all up to me? (GRUNTS)

I never liked getting
dragged into this lie.

It's not a lie.

It's just a part
of my life that's over.

My family,
the family I have now,

that's what
matters to me.

That's all that matters
to me now.

And what if Joan asks again?
I don't want to lie.

If you don't bring it up,
she won't.

I'll just throw out
all the rest of
this stuff myself.

Hey.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Well, the upside
of schools not
having any money,

they still have all
this dope old vinyl.

I'm getting some
Miles Davis for Iris.

She's never heard him.

Is that that trumpet guy
you played me?

Yeah.

Here, check it out.
Original pressing. 1961.

It's cool.

Well, I have to
practice the piano,

so try not to listen.
(BELL RINGS)

I'm just heading out.

Adam, I'm sorry for
attacking your shirt.

I was just a little...

You know, shocked
at the whole
fashionista thing,

and had this involuntary
doofus response.

But the shirts look great.

Makes you easy
to find in a crowd.

I did it again.

Listen, what
are we, Jane?

I mean, we're
not together,

but it seems like
we are sometimes.

I don't know.

Maybe it's because we were
for, like, a second.

Yeah.

But I don't wanna mess
things up with you and Iris.

I...

(SIGHS)

I, um, I have to...

I have to practice.

Sure.

Later, Jane.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(PLAYS OUT OF TUNE PIANO)

(EXASPERATED SIGH)

Whoa!

Having trouble?

Oh...

Yeah, this piano
is pretty messed up.

Well, that's why
I'm here, Joan.

Oh. You. (SIGHS)

(PLAYS PIANO)

Oh, wow. Some of these
hammers are broken.

That's why
it doesn't sound right.

You can't play
all the notes.

(SIGHS) Yeah, well,
you can raise people
from the dead,

so just wave your hand
and fix the stupid piano.

You want special effects,
rent Lord of the Rings.

I'm a craftsman,
and fixing a piano's
delicate work.

This one has been
badly neglected.

Yeah, well,
budget cutbacks.

You should see
the girls' bathroom.

Well, there's all sorts
of reasons why
things break.

The important thing
is to fix 'em.

Plato said music
is the essence of order

and leads to
all that is good,
true, and beautiful.

Okay, so now
you're quoting
Mickey Mouse's dog.

Okay.

Music can't be true
if some of the notes
are silent.

You're like an
endless pop quiz.

Music is a metaphor
for life, for people.

Because pretty much
everyone I know is
missing a few notes.

I have to go to
my truck for new hammers.

You should find
someplace else
to practice.

That's it?

♪ Eensie weensie spider ♪

Luke, you have
to help me

track down this
Richard Girardi guy.

Joan, that would be
irrational in the extreme.

Dad's behavior
made it quite clear

he didn't want this
to become an issue.

I'm pretty sure
his hammer is broken

and how can he play
music without
all his notes?

So you have to
help me find Richard.

There was
so little of that
that I understood.

Look, just get
on the Internet,

kick your geek thing
into action and find
Richard Girardi.

Joan, you remember
watching The Godfather
with Dad?

He thinks
it's a documentary.

You do not mess around
With Italians
and their families.

You know what?
If you don't help me,
I'm gonna tell Mom

that you and Glynis
are knockin' boots,

and she's gonna
give you the sex lecture
every day for months.

That would be spurious,
manipulative fiction, and...

(IMITATING HELEN)
Luke, when two people

love each other
very much...

I'll-I'll-I'll see
what I can find.

(PIANO BEING PLAYED)

(TIMER TICKING)

(SIGHS)

No, I'm sorry.

This was supposed
to be an F sharp.
I know. I know.

I just...
I practiced.

It's just,
scales are so hard.

Those aren't scales.
That's Bach.

Then I guess
I'm not good at Bach.

Well, if you can't play Bach,
you can't play anything.

He's the foundation.

(PLAYING PIANO)

What you're destroying
is nothing more than
a G major triad.

Sometimes it's inverted,
but the notes are
always the same.

1-3-5. 1-3-5.

A squared
plus B squared

equals C squared.

Pythagoras.

What are you mumbling?

(STUTTERS) I just...

I get it.

You can't just get it.

It takes years of practice.

This lesson is over.

Well, I still
have five minutes.

(TIMER RINGS)

Now start clearing
out that closet.

(SIGHS)

What about
all these old albums?

Just toss 'em.

You don't listen
to any of them?

I can't even see
what's on them.

The radio's
all I need now.

(COUGHING)

These are so old.

Yeah, just like me.

And one day, they're
gonna toss me, too.

(PIANO PLAYING)

Do you realize
the ratio of whole numbers
that governs harmony

is, like, the same ratio

that governs
all of geometry?

Of course.

Well, you can't play
EeDork.Wee.

You know, I would appreciate
a little consideration
and respect.

I've discovered
the elusive Richard Girardi.

Oh, I meant dork in
a nice way. Really.

Found a genealogy website.

There's grandpa,
and there's Dad
and Richard.

Dr. Richard Girardi.

Wow. Grandpa
had a brother.

Dad does. Half-brother.

He's ten years younger.
He lives in Baltimore.

That's impossible.

No. No.

See, Grandpa remarried
after he left grandma.

(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY)

I'm sure
he had his reasons.

What are you doing?

(BEEPS)

For Baltimore, please.
Dr. Richard Girardi.

You're gonna be
sleeping with the fishes.

Shh!

Uh, yes, connect me.

Joan, in the pantheon
of bad ideas that
compromises your life,

this may be
your crowning achievement.

Hi, is Dr. Richard
Girardi there?

Oh. Can I leave
a message?

Uh, yes, tell him that
Joan Girardi called.

with a record
player, so...

Man, this stuff's
in great shape.

Too bad
it's all classical.

Yeah.

Wait, hold on.
Let me see that.

This is Eva.
This is her playing.

Your teacher?

Yeah. Can we
listen to it?

Yeah.

(RECORD PLAYS
CLASSICAL PIANO MUSIC)

It's cool.

It's Bach.

I can't believe
she ever looked
this beautiful.

Well, I guess
everybody gets old, huh?

It's not just that.

I mean, she's sour
on the inside.

Maybe it's
all the Scotch.
(CHUCKLES)

Or, you know, uh...

Bad ripples.

Yeah.

Uh...

I'll let you
get back to Miles Davis.

No, uh...

You don't have to go.

What's up?

I just found out
that my dad

has a brother he never
told us about.
(CHUCKLES)

Wow. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah. I found
this letter

and I asked
my mom about it

and she totally
denied it.

And then
I asked my dad,

and he said it was
some distant cousin.

My parents,
lying to my face.

What's so hard about
telling the truth?

I...

I don't think
we'll ever understand 'em.

You know...

Let's never
be like that.

What if it
just happens?

Like skin getting
all wrinkly?

We won't let it.

IRIS: Coucou, cherie.

Sorry.

Hey.
Hey. Hi.

I, um, I was just, um...

(MUSIC STOPS)

Listening to, uh,
A's turntable.

This is my, uh, piano teacher.
Who knew she could play.
(CHUCKLES)

I-I gotta...
I gotta go. Later.

Yeah. Uh, see ya later.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(LOUD KNOCKS)

Go away!

It's me! Joan!

What the hell
do you want?

You don't have
a lesson now.

I just wanted
to give this
back to you.

It was in
the box of records

that you wanted me
to throw out.

Well, then,
throw it out.

But, but this is you.

I asked you to leave.
Now leave.

(SCOFFS)

(BELL RINGING)

Quizzes are graded.

Pick them up
on your way out.

Struggling upwards
from the ooze,
are we, Miss Girardi?

Yeah, I just totally
got into this whole
ratio thing...

The bell's
already rung.

Hey.

Hey. Can you
believe this?

"C." Bummer.

Plus. C-plus.

Can I talk
to you a sec?

Yeah, what's going on?

I know you and Adam
are friends,

and I'm not trying to
interfere or anything...

Is this
about last night?

The turntable?
I'm really sorry.

I just, I needed
to listen to this record.

Just be straight
with me, okay?
That's all I'm asking.

Is something going on?

Look, Adam's my friend.

I needed someone
to talk to.

You have friends
like that, right?

Yeah, one.

And I'm going out
with him.

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

Joan's pizza.
Yeah, that's a joke.

Joan Girardi?
Yeah, this is me.

This is Richard Girardi.

So, how'd
the geometry quiz go?

Joan.

Hmm? Oh. Uh...

C-plus.

HELEN: Hey, that's
terrific.

A "C" is not terrific.

Plus.

C-plus.

How come when
I got a "C" in trig,

it was, like, a major crisis?

Sexist assumptions
about gender
and mathematics.

Which, by the way,
Glynis is a stunning
exception to.

Dad's brother
called me today.

What did you say?

Richard called me today.

Who?

JOAN: Our Uncle Richard.

Dad's brother.

Half.

(LAUGHING)

He's a half-uncle.

You dragged Luke
in on this?

(SCOFFS) Don't you think
we all had a right to know?

Honey...

Were you planning on
lying to us our whole lives?

I never lied to you.

Mom lied to my face
the other day.

"Who's Richard?"
"Gee, I don't know."

I was respecting
your father's wishes.

About lying to us.

You had
no right, Joan.

This is my family, too.
My history.

I know you didn't
want us to find out,

but he's a part
of who you are, Dad.

He's not any part
of me.

Richard...

It's been years and years.
None of this matters.

Yes, it does!

I saw the pictures
of you two.

You shouldn't have
gone looking...

For what?
Things in my house?

Remember the one
with you and Richard
on the bike?

You must. You saved it.

I know having a brother
is not that great,

but the way
you looked together...

Look...

There's a lot...

My old man took off
and left my mom

and my sister and me...

I was six. You know that.

And then he had
this whole other family.

(SIGHS)

Richard was their son.

I used to go there
when I was little,

when everyone felt civilized

about the mess
he had made.

But then I grew up,

and I started looking
at his new family,

and seeing everything
they had,

and what we had
to do without.

That was so long ago.

A kid doesn't like
to feel replaced!

(SOBBING)

He said if-if you
wanted to talk...

Jane, uh...

Sure. Yeah.

I got in this big fight
with my dad about his brother,

and now he totally
hates me.

Hey, how come...

How come you're wearing
your old shirt?

Huh? I'm sure
he doesn't hate you.

Well, he should.

I mean, I'm the one
who set this whole
huge mess in motion.

I don't even know
what I was thinking.

All I was supposed to do
was pass geometry.

Uh, you're losing me.

That's okay. I mean,
there's nothing to say.

I just... I needed you.

Oh, God, I shouldn't
have said that.

It's okay.

No. It's just...
It's one more thing

that's wildly
out of control
right now.

Us! Or at least me,
the human wrecking ball.

It's not
just you. It...

Adam...

(SIGHS)

I know I've been
such a flake with you.

Unchallenged.

It's just that first kiss.

The one that was just
supposed to go away.

Iris and me
are together, Jane.

(SOFTLY) I know.

But last night...

Hey.

I always seem to be
interrupting you two.

What's up?

Just stuff.

Yeah. It's kind of personal.
You know, family stuff.

Oh.

Yeah, uh,
nothing weird.

Yeah, it's
really nothing.

Well, um, I have
a piano lesson, so...

Hot dogs?

Better living
through chemistry,
right?

Hey, Bear.

Where the hell you been?
You missed three days
of physio.

Been doing some
upper body work
at home.

Well, you need
the physio.

You gotta keep
your legs flexible.
That's key.

For what?

When am I ever
gonna use them?

Hell if I know.
But when they
figure us out,

you don't want
to miss the boat.

Get real, Bear.
There's no boat.

Hey, you get real.

You think they're
not doing research?

You think there
haven't been advances?

Look, dude,

you do whatever
you have to.

Wait, are you
calling me an idiot?

You're the one
that's giving up.

I'm taking what's
happened to me
and I'm moving on.

Yeah, well,
I'm not you.

I'm not
wasting my life

With some false hope

that I'll be walking
one day.

It's not false, Kevin.
It's just hope.

Now, you lose that,
and you're done.

This is that piece
on the record.

Nosy little brat.

You listened
to the record.

You shouldn't have
brought it back.
It was dead.

No... It's not.

It's cool.

Bach is not cool.

When you played it,
he was.

He was alive.

Will, will you
play it for me?

No.

But you have the music.

I am not going
to play it.

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

What is your problem?

I'm trying to give you
a compliment.

Why are you so mean?

This recording...

It took days!

In concert, you have
one chance, one moment!

I was that piece.

Its beauty... It fed me.

It made me live.

And in my first concert,

a thousand people
listened to me

bungle my way
through it!

All life gone
out of it.

Just... Fear and nerves.

And then the applause.

Polite, dismissive.

I don't play
that piece anymore!

Because of one night?

I'm going to hire
a new cleaning woman

who knows
when to shut up!

(CRYING)

Why run from
something you love?

It's lame. I know
because I...

I just know!

I tried.

I waited too long.

But it's part
of who you are.

Please go. Please!

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(BACH PLAYING ON RECORD)

(SIGHS)

(MUSIC DRIFTS FROM HOUSE)

(PLAYING ALONG WITH RECORD)

(SOBBING)

I can't wait anymore.
I'm starving.

Burned some
serious calories
during physio today.

Kev, you've already had
three mini-pizzas

and a grilled cheese
sandwich.

I could live off that
for weeks.

I'm home.

Well, let's eat.
About time.

KEVIN: I was gonna
eat Luke.

Will...

You shouldn't have
done this.

I'm sorry, Will.

I talked to Joan,
and we thought it would...

She's a kid.

You used a kid?

No, no, no.
He didn't use me.

HELEN: Will...

Maybe it's time.

I should, uh...

I should go.

Yeah, I think that's
a good idea.

No. No, Dad...
WILL: Joan.

Here, Will. Uh...

Pop wanted you
to have this.

He made me promise
to give it to you
myself.

Oh...

I'm so sorry, Daddy.

(CRYING)

(WILL SOBS)

(SIGHS)

Should I call him back?

Not yet.

(SOBBING)

Hey, little guy,
where'd you come from?

DOG WALKER GOD: Oh... Whoa.

Sorry about that, Joan.

She got away.

(DOG WHINES)

Guess I didn't do
such a good job today.

What are you
talking about?

You raised your grade
from a "D" to a "C."

C-plus!

It's just my dad...

What happened...

He couldn't handle it.

Well, he has
his missing note.

He'll play it
when the time is right.

It's a long song, Joan.

There are so many
variations,

and, you know,
you never know

what the next phrase
is gonna be.

Come on, fellas.
Come on.

ADAM: Whoa!

Oh, sorry about that.
ADAM: No, no...

Sorry, kid.

Hey.

Hey.

Can I sit?

Sure.

Hey, you've been crying.

Don't worry, not
because of you.

Well, I'm sure
you were in there
someplace.

I talked to Iris.

I told her how I felt.

And how's that?

The same way you feel.

I was just scared, Jane.

Got kinda hurt before,
and I thought

about you.

And

being scared
didn't matter that much.

Hey, you're crying again.

Yeah.

♪ I worry I won't
see you face

♪ Light up again

♪ Even the best
fall down sometimes

♪ Even the wrong words
seem to rhyme

♪ Out of the doubt
that fills my mind

♪ I somehow find

♪ You and I collide ♪