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See that kid there?

That's me.

I'm the one trying to cheer up that serious looking kid.

That kid is my twin brother, Cal.

Fraternal twins obviously.

And he's the ugly one.

I don't know why she named him Callahan really.

It's a pretty weird name.

I thought maybe she named me Tyler after Tyler Durden

of Fight Club fame.

But the math didn't really add up on that one.

I do know we both have the same middle name because of our dad.

His name was Griffin.

But we never met him

and she didn't like to talk about it.

Cal is pretty much the best dude.

He really is.

See, I can get a little--

well, he keeps me grounded, you know.

But then he's also kinda like, I don't know, um--

sometimes I think if our souls were like bodies of water,

that his would be this huge turbulent sea

that's, like, so deep

you can never see the bottom, you know?

And then I'm like a swimming pool.

Ghost!

Ghost!

That was our secret code word.

Somebody drops ghost on you,

you drop everything for them.

Our mom was a freaking saint.

She was the principal of our middle school,

which is totally as brutal as it sounds.

We got away with nothing.

Who can blame her?

She was raising us on her own.

Mom never talked about our dad

and after a while,

I guess we stopped asking.

Plus it really bothered Cal when I bring him up,

so I just started imagining

having cookouts with Liam Neeson.

In my head,

my dad was always Liam Neeson from Love Actually.

Mom really loved that movie.

That's my mom.

That's Mom.

Ty.

Uh, we gotta go, man.

It's time.

Prepare your tie.

Take off your hat too.

Mom passed the week before we finished college.

I think she wanted to hold on but, man,

she was just--

she was sick for so long I think...

she got tired.

So now, we're at the end of, like, a lot of things.

I mean, what even happens after the end, you know?

Oh.

Got out of there really fast.

Yeah.

I think I know why.

It's because you had to fart really bad, isn't it?

You just had to get out of there before the service ended

-in a deafening roar... -Yeah.

-...of flatulent thunder. -Something like that.

-Right? Right? -You're hilarious.

I know.

Hey.

Well, um, that was nice.

I think--I think Mom would really like that.

It was just--it was beautiful

how many people showed up, you know.

-And, um... -Did you pay the organ lady?

Oh, shit. Um, no, but I--

No, I'll do it.

No, I will--I can do it.

I promise. Okay.

I'll do it.

Well, uh, are we gonna go?

You wanna go?

Uh, I mean, it's graduation.

Yeah, the ceremony is kinda for the parents, Ty.

Well, my dad is definitely expecting us to walk.

Yeah, and I know he wants to watch me walk

because I've been working on my strut,

maybe not you so much.

What?

He says he has something for you guys.

Huh.

All right. That's somehow scarier.

I'll take a gift.

All right. Great.

It's gonna be great. It's gonna be great.

It's gonna be great. And he's not gonna be weird.

-It is. -He's not gonna be weird.

It's probably something good.

You know, Ellie, I think we're close enough now

that I can tell you it's an absolute travesty

you didn't inherit your dad's English accent.

It's not hereditary. I was born here.

Yeah, well, he's like the scary Mary Poppins.

Or like a evil Bond villain.

No, Mr. Cal, I expect you to die.

You don't have to do that.

Vivi il sogno.

- You're not Italian. - Yes, but I've been to Italy.

Wow.

Vivi il sogno. Do you know what that means?

It means live the dream.

Oh, that's amazing.

Well, I suppose congratulations are in order.

- Dad. - University graduates.

I suppose that makes you fully fledged adults now.

- Don't be weird. - What's weird?

I'm simply congratulating these fine adult men

on joining the workforce, paying their taxes,

flushing childhood dreams down the toilet.

That. That, that is weird.

Oh, before I forget...

I'm sorry about your mother.

Well...

Thank you, sir.

Didn't like her politics...

-Dad. -...but she was a good person.

Yeah.

Well, she had to be with you hellions

running amuck out there.

Dad.

What?

I can't say I'm sorry.

I'm genuinely sorry.

Death, the dark mistress that awaits us all,

- just around the corner. - Dad.

Fine.

Anyway, I've, uh, I've procured some gifts for you

in honor of your achievements.

I'm sure your English major

will take you very far, Callahan.

Oh, my God.

-Thank you, sir. -Yeah, for sure. Thank you.

Well, don't just sit there, open them.

I wanna see the looks on your faces.

Oh.

Sweet.

A pen.

Thank you, Mr. Martin.

Oh, you're most welcome.

Everyone needs a good pen.

For correspondence and such.

Yeah, like, writing letters?

Naturally.

And, uh, Ellie got a pen too?

No, no, she's already got her gift.

It's called furnishing her entire apartment

in Philadelphia.

Now, why don't you get into the kitchen?

Enjoy some charcuterie.

That's French. But Ellie's mom got the good stuff from Italy.

Callahan, a word, if I may.

Uh-hmm.

Oh, yeah.

Care for a scotch?

No. Thank you, sir.

Uh, I mean, yeah. Yes, please, sir.

I wanted to talk to you.

Sure.

About Ellie.

- Okay. - My daughter.

Yeah.

She already has a job.

Just out of college and already got a job.

Yeah, I'm really proud of her.

Yeah, me too.

You know, I'll be honest with you, Cal.

I thought you two would break up in high school.

Huh.

But you didn't.

No, we didn't.

And now you're here.

-Yes. -Still dating Ellie.

-Yes, sir. -You have a job lined up?

Uh, not yet, no.

Uh, I'm a little distracted, I guess, with everything.

Oh, naturally.

But, um, once we get my mom's stuff squared away,

I'll get on the hunt.

Ellie will want you to go to Philadelphia, no doubt?

Um, well,

we haven't really discussed it actually.

Oh.

Well, let me, uh, let me say something about that.

Okay.

Don't mess this up for her.

Her life's just beginning

and she doesn't need to be feeling conflicted about leaving

because of a high school romance.

You have things to figure out, that's fine.

But do not get in her way.

And if you're gonna go there to Philadelphia,

you better be sure it's what you want,

as in 100% sure.

Do you understand?

Okay. Yeah.

Because if you mess this up for her...

You'll kill me.

Oh, good God, no.

No, no, no, nothing quite so final.

But I will make your life uncomfortable.

Uh, yeah, um, I won't hold her back.

Good.

Well, go on and enjoy some Italian meat and cheese.

Soppressata.

- Hey. - Hey.

What you doing up here?

I, uh, just needed to get some air.

Let's get you some real air.

How's that?

It's good. Thanks.

How you doing?

I'm good.

No, Cal. Come on.

How are you doing?

I'm good.

We have had the longest day ever.

It's fine. Uh, it's--would you--it's fine.

How are you?

Sad.

It's okay.

You know what? She's better.

She's not in bed.

She doesn't have all the tubes, wires.

It's just--it's good.

I just keep thinking about

how I'm gonna miss painting her nails.

People say she's in a better place,

so, yeah.

It's good.

Yeah.

What next?

We get to go. We get to go do stuff.

Um, we're graduated.

We don't have to do meaningless bullshit anymore.

We can go.

Just--

I want you to know that you can tell me anything, okay?

Don't keep it all up inside.

- Yeah. Thanks. - Let me help.

Yeah, I'm fine.

And I'm better than okay.

I'm good. I'm ready to have fun.

This is a celebration.

Let's have fun, you know.

Let's get drunk.

Yeah. Let's get fucked up.

Let's get fucked up.

I wanna-- I wanna piss off your dad.

Let's get fucked up.

-Let's do it. -Yeah, let's go.

Hey, baby.

Hey.

You okay?

Um, yeah.

I'm sick.

I didn't even see you drink that much.

Yeah. I didn't think I did.

I think I might--I'm okay now.

You see Ty?

Uh-uh.

Shit.

Hey, baby.

Wake up.

Rise and shine.

Uh, good morning.

Good morning.

My mouth is dry.

Better?

Uh-hmm.

Yeah. Better.

Good. I need you to get cleaned up.

We need to pick this place up and get over to Mom's house

to pack some stuff up, okay?

A lot of work.

Uh, we don't have to do that today.

Yeah, we do.

No. No, we don't.

There's nothing that says that.

Ty, I don't need the bullshit right now.

I need your help.

I need to get over there and pack it up

because I can't have it hanging over my head, okay?

Uh, and you need my help with that?

Please just help me.

Yeah, I--oh.

I just feel like shit.

Great. Thank you.

And you got, like, five bucks

for bagels or something?

No. I think I lost my wallet last night.

Okay. All right.

- Just don't forget the boxes... - Uh-hmm.

...for Mom's house and don't be too late.

- Uh-hmm. - All right.

And get me a bagel though.

What kind?

Cinnamon raisin if they have it.

If not, just everything.

Okay.

-Hello, beautiful. -Morning.

Hey.

Um, I think I'm gonna go...

uh, get something to settle my tum.

Yeah. Whatever.

Okay. I'll make my way over after.

Yeah. Ty's gonna bring the boxes.

Boxes.

-Great. -Okay.

-See you there. -See you there.

See you there.

All right.

Hey. Hey, man.

Hey, uh, Rufus?

Hey, man. Um, I'm Ty.

I'm the one you've been emailing back and forth about the guitar.

Oh, yes, we spoke.

Yeah. Yeah, this guitar really spoke to me, man.

So I really appreciate this.

It means a lot.

-So, uh... -This guitar?

Yeah. Yeah, the guitar.

It's a--it's a her.

Oh, a she? Yeah.

Yeah, that's nice.

-Um... -Her name is Stevie.

Stevie. Like Stevie Nicks.

Who?

Um, yeah.

I mean, I got the money right here.

-I'm just kind of in-- -No, man.

I don't think we can--

I don't think we can do business.

Why, man? I really need this.

Your energy.

Yeah, I mean, I'm not gonna lie to you.

I'm going through some shit right now,

so I feel like maybe that's why my energy might be off

but, like, I promise you that

I'm gonna take care of that guitar.

I really, really need this, man.

You wish to commune?

Yes, I absolutely do.

So you will speak to Stevie herself.

Speak to her?

-Yes. -Yeah.

Speak to her from your soul.

Okay. Yeah. I can speak to her.

Speak from your soul.

Sing your soul song.

-Sing? -Your soul song.

Sing my soul song. Okay.

All right.

Stevie, you look so...

You're not taking this seriously.

Come on, man. Like, I really need that guitar.

I really do.

Just give me another shot.

I'll give you another try.

Thank you.

I need your song to come from here into here.

Stop.

She's yours.

Hell yeah! Dude, thank you so--

No. No, no, no, no, no, no.

I don't need payment.

Oh, my God, man--thanks, man.

Man, I'm broke, man.

That just means everything to me.

Thank you. Thank you.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

-No, thank you. -Thank.

You.

Thank you.

All right, man.

Thanks, Rufus.

Oh.

'Sup, speed demon?

I didn't even see you.

Yeah. Got here a little early,

but I didn't wanna start without you.

It's weird.

I know.

It's, like...

everything is the same, but different.

Feels quiet.

Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

What is it?

Oh, I don't know.

The future?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's a lot.

But we take it one day at a time.

And start here.

Do you think you're gonna sell it?

Yeah.

Yeah. Ty and I could use some money and...

it's not our house.

It's hers.

Have you thought about Philly?

Yeah. Yeah.

No.

-Yeah. -No.

Uh, I just haven't had time.

You know, I want to.

I wanna figure out jobs

and find a spot in the city, you know.

It's this.

Totally.

I don't know what to say.

You can tell me anything. What is it?

Hey, Springsteen.

What the hell are you doing, dude?

Serenading Mom.

Where did you get that?

Some guy in the park.

I thought that you were broke.

You said you didn't have any money for bagels, bro.

I didn't have to pay for it.

Well, did you at least remember the boxes?

Ah...

shit.

My bad.

I knew I was forgetting something.

Goddamn it.

Hey.

Hey.

You think you can put that thing away

and actually help us for a second?

Well, her name's Stevie.

I was just getting to know her.

Maybe you could get to know Stevie

when we're not cleaning Mom's house?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Do you guys know a Griffin Morrison

of Guntersville, Alabama?

No.

Can I--can I see that one?

This has gotta be him.

No.

Tyler Griffin Rose.

Callahan Griffin Rose.

Griffin Morrison?

Tyler Griffin Rose.

Callahan Griffin Rose.

Griffin motherfucking Morrison.

What are you talking about?

This has gotta be Dad!

Griffin is our dad's name.

That's the only thing she ever told us.

This has gotta be him!

Okay. So what?

So we go take this to him.

It's a letter made out to him, we gotta go see him.

We have his address.

No. No, we don't. We can mail it to him.

Are you kidding me?

We've never known anything about him.

And now we have his address in our hands.

You don't wanna go down and just maybe see

where we came from, why we are the way we are?

I have questions.

And I know you do.

I had questions when I had to learn how to shave.

I had questions when I had to learn how to tie a tie,

and I got those fucking answers.

Because he's not here.

And he's not gonna be here, and he doesn't deserve

the fucking letter.

Right, El?

I think I agree with Tyler on this one.

What?

I mean, he really wants to go.

Just drive down there, give him the letter,

get a chance to meet him.

-What--no, we can't. -Why not?

Because we can just mail it to him.

I don't think that this is a great idea.

Why?

Because a lot could go wrong.

I don't think it's great for my brother right now.

But he wants the closure.

Why not get it for him?

Baby, you know, honestly,

I don't wanna meet him.

You gotta give him a chance.

Maybe our closure is this house, El.

- I mean, come on. - Ghosts.

What did you just say?

Ghost.

Yeah.

It's good.

So get packed, we can leave in the morning.

Yeah.

You guys get the tents?

Yeah. We're not gonna fucking camp, but I got them in the car.

Dope.

Where's your stuff?

I got Stevie right here.

What about underwear?

- Shit. Um... - All right.

-We'll, we're gonna go. -...I can just go back

-inside real quick. -Nope. Watch out, babe.

Thank you. Nope, we don't have time.

We're leaving now. Should've brought your shit.

Ellie, look, look, look! Shotgun!

Ty...

That's a lot of chili.

Yeah?

Yeah, you're lactose intolerant.

Got that fixed.

What the hell does that even mean?

All right, guys.

We got that double chili cheeseburger

-with chili cheese fries... -Oh.

...the turkey melt, and the chicken tenders.

Dudes!

Yup.

Dude, can you change the channel?

It's my turn with the controller.

Why can't you find something that we both wanna watch?

Yesterday was your day with the controller.

Today is a new day.

Therefore, it's my controller.

Fucking hot.

Are you hot?

No.

Need to get some fresh air.

-Hey. -Hey.

What are you doing out here?

I was running hot.

I'm freezing.

Ty seems excited.

Yeah, I think he is.

Hey.

What's wrong?

Truth time?

Yeah, okay.

We've been together for six years

and I don't even know what we're doing next month.

I don't even know if you're coming to Philadelphia with me.

Do you want money?

Do you want a career?

Do you want a family? Do you--do you want a family?

Do you even want me?

What? Yes. Of course.

Of course I want you, El. I love you.

Why would you even say that?

Because I've been waiting for answers

for so long.

I'm sorry.

It's just a lot going on.

I feel like I can't even breathe right now.

And I get that. I do.

And I'm going through it too.

But you cannot keep dragging me along like this, okay?

You cannot.

Everything is moving too fast

and we don't have the time for it.

Okay.

I'm getting cold.

Ty.

Ty.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Well, uh, I changed the channel...

if that makes you wanna come back inside.

Thanks.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Oh.

Oh, shit!

Shit, shit, shit, shit!

Yo, what the fuck?

Ty, what the fuck is going on?

Yo, Ty. What's up?

Oh, dude!

The chili's going through me!

I thought you fixed it.

Me too.

Oh.

All right. I'm gonna check the car

for some fucking bullshit.

There might be Tums in my bag.

Ooh.

Ty?

Yeah, yeah.

There's Tums in my bag.

Tums?

Uh-hmm.

Okay.

I'm not seeing them.

At the bottom.

Uh, where are they?

I don't remember.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Ty.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Shit.

You cannot say anything to Cal.

Okay? Nothing.

El, you can't ask me to do that.

No--yes, you can. It is not your secret to tell.

All right? It's mine.

I'm not ready to tell him.

And don't say anything. And please, please,

you can keep this from him. I know you can.

I can't keep secrets.

Yes, you can. No, no, no, no, no. You got this.

Just shut it down.

Not from my twin brother.

- Press it down. - He sees through my bullshit.

Press it down. Please, I'm not ready to tell him.

And you cannot be the one to tell him, okay?

He will be so pissed, all right?

Don't say. I will tell him. Okay? Just--

Oh, God. Then go and do it.

-I-- -Yo. I found this

in the car.

-Thank you. -That'll help with the Tums.

Okay?

Yeah. Yeah. It will.

I'm gonna go to bed.

We gotta get back on the road early.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm gonna finish up in here.

Yeah, you do that. Feel better.

Fuck!

Why me?

Oh.

Ooh.

Is it bad?

What do you think, man?

I'm not a mechanic, but I'm pretty sure

when a car starts clunking and then doesn't drive,

it's probably not a great thing, right, Ty?

Okay, we get it.

All right. Look, I knew from the beginning

that this was gonna be a bad idea and I'm sorry,

but like I told you guys,

every single part of this trip has been a problem.

It's just a little car trouble.

We don't have enough money to fix the car, Ty.

Let alone drive all the way back home,

so I think it's a little more than car trouble.

- Maybe we could just-- - What?

Call Mom?

There's no more calling Mom. Okay?

We don't have anybody to bail us out

of the shit that we get into.

We are on our own.

Or I got an idea, let's call Griffin, right?

Let's call Griffin. Like, "Hey, man."

"Uh, we're your kids and we're stranded

on the side of the road."

"So maybe you could pony up and help us fix

-our busted-ass car." -Well, maybe he could--

No!

No, man. It's not happening.

I'll call my dad.

Wait, hold on. El, please.

Can you give me like five minutes?

And I really--I think I can figure it out.

Can we please not call him?

I'm calling him.

Oh. Hey, darling.

I've got a burning puttanesca.

Hold on.

- A what? - Puttanesca.

Puttanesca. It's a sauce from Italy.

Okay. Yeah. Dad, can I--

It means bordello in Italian.

Great. Um, but, Dad, I need--

I'm surprising your mother with a whorehouse pasta tonight.

Oh, my God.

Dad, I need help.

Right, what's the matter?

Did Cal leave you? Well, it was only a matter of time.

What? No.

He just--the car broke down.

Well, call the tow.

- We're going to. - Okay.

- It needs repairs. - Naturally.

We don't have-- can we borrow some money?

Can I just put this on your card?

You wanna use my card to fix their car?

They'll--we'll pay you back.

Where are you?

Stranded in the middle of Tennessee, I think?

Those boys are irresponsible.

- It's not like that. - Well, what is it like?

It's like a car breaking down.

Geez, they do that sometimes.

Do you have to make this so shitty?

Oh, no, it's all right, I'm not begging.

I'm only going for 40% shittiness on this one.

Well, you're at, like, 80.

So can you turn it down, please?

Fine.

You may use my card to fix their car,

but put Cal on the phone.

Okay. Well, don't punish him, please.

He's got enough going on as it is.

I will be completely appropriate for a pissed-off dad.

Put him on the phone.

Okay. Cal?

He wants to talk to you.

Hello?

Cal, I've given Ellie permission to use my card to fix your car.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Um, I'll pay you back, I promise.

Oh, I know you will.

Now, do you remember our little chat?

Yeah.

Yeah. Well, this is just the kind of distraction

I don't want her to be dealing with right now.

She should be making arrangements for her future.

Do you know how hard it is to get a job

fresh out of college?

Yes.

Yeah, well, if you can't help her along,

I suggest you step aside. Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

Look, I've gotta go.

My bordello's burning.

What'd he say?

Oh, um,

just, I, uh, I gotta pay him back.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

-Um, obviously I'll help. -No, it's okay.

Thank you for calling him.

-Yeah. Of course. -I just--

I got it, okay?

All right?

Yeah.

-Let's go call a tow. -Okay.

Ellie, I think you should tell him.

I don't wanna tell him.

I don't wanna tell him till he, on his own,

decides what he wants with us.

Like, I don't-- he hasn't decided.

I don't wanna feel like he's obligated to be with me.

Are you--

are you doing okay?

Uh, I don't know.

I mean, how am I supposed to be doing?

Yeah.

I don't really know how any of us are supposed

to be feeling in general.

For me, it kind of feels like I'm in--

I'm in a dream and I'm watching everything

from the outside or something like that.

But I don't know.

I just--I really think you should tell him

because if he asks me about it,

I'm not sure if I can keep that in.

Why would he ask you about it,

like if I'm pregnant, out of the blue?

I don't know.

Maybe you have that glow or something that--

- Shut up. - Hey.

You guys good?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay. Uh, well,

he just told us that we have to leave it here overnight

and then we can get it early in the morning,

and then we can get the fuck out of here.

I have an idea.

I think you might know what I'm talking about too.

Maybe you do too.

-Anyone? -Uh...

Guys, we have a free night to ourselves.

Let's go camping.

Come on! Are you serious?

I get to go camping with my favorite people in the world,

one with the wilderness and one with their souls?

It's like the greatest thing ever.

- Okay. - Yeah!

Let's go! Let's go!

Let's do it! C-A-M-P-I-N-G!

Camping, camping, ha!

-My dad's got a bunker. -Pew, pew, pew, pew!

Sorry. Uh...

pew, pew, pew, pew.

-What? -Check this out.

Where'd you find this?

In the bathroom on the bulletin board of fun activities.

No way. No way.

You don't even know if it's the same dude.

-What? -Yeah. Let me see.

No, it's definitely him.

It's the same name, like, it's Griff.

I mean, how many fucking Griffs are there?

I don't know.

Maybe it's like a common name down here

-or something. -No, that--

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Nope.

Nope, it's definitely him.

Just looked it up.

Looks like he does, like, fishing tours on his boat.

Oh, my God!

This guy sounds really awesome.

Hey, don't be like that.

This is awesome.

It's been a dream of mine to go fishing with our dad.

What? No.

Dude, this is not fishing with Dad.

This is like fishing with some random-ass stranger.

And we're not fishing.

We are fishing with Dad.

No. And with what money, dude?

I'm not paying for that.

Well, you don't have to.

I just bought us the Bassmaster premium package.

Ooh, Ellie, girl.

Cal, you gotta marry this girl.

She's the all-time best.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Thank you, thank you, doo-doo.

Here, can I see that?

I wanna put it with my stuff like a keepsake.

This is sweet.

Damn!

Why?

Why?

It's not just for your brother.

I don't want it.

Maybe you need it.

For what?

I don't know, Cal.

What, do you think life is just gonna pause for you?

It's not gonna.

I don't know,

I thought maybe

maybe this was one thing you could put your baggage down on.

Right?

Okay. Yeah. Okay. Whatever.

Yeah. But I'm not telling him before we get on the boat, okay?

Fine.

Do you hear that, Ty?

Ty. Do you hear that?

I'm not telling him before we get on the boat.

That's my one rule, Griff.

What?

We're not telling him before I get on the boat.

All right. Well, this is the best trip ever.

I mean, this is-- seriously, this is awesome.

Well...

look, I thought in light of everything and, um...

and I know I've been difficult

or, you know, whatever,

but I'm sorry.

Okay?

And I was poking around and I found these,

like, miniature bottles of fireball and, uh--

Oh, what the fuck?

And, uh, I thought of you, Mom.

And so...

-Damn. -I don't know,

in honor of, uh, the trip and of Mom.

All right.

Uh, only for you.

-One for you. -No, thank you.

What?

I'm just not feeling fireball tonight.

Okay. Well, it's, like-- it's like, for Mom.

It's, like, her drink.

We're outside. It's kinda cold. Just take it.

- No, I'm not-- - Yeah. Uh, okay.

-No--hey, Ty-- -Uh, to Mom.

What the shit, dude?

Oh.

What the fuck just happened?

What the hell was that?

I'm showing the toast to Mom and everything.

Oh, yeah. So did I.

That's kinda what I was trying to do.

I was trying to, like, lighten the mood a little bit.

Yeah. Yeah.

Ty, did you ever write a song?

You're scribbling in your notebook all day.

Yeah.

Yeah. Um, yeah, I got some--

I got something I can play for you, guys.

Ah.

I, um...

I've only been working on it for a little bit,

so, uh, you know, bear with me,

but I'll play it for you, guys.

Stop, man.

-Shit. -What?

It's depressing as fuck.

It's upbeat.

What are you talking about?

Do you, like, hear yourself?

Yeah, man, it's about life.

-And death, man. -Well, it's on my mind.

Can we just fucking not for one second?

You're an asshole.

I thought it was nice, Ty.

How am I an asshole?

I'm the one driving us across the country right now.

And guess what? I don't wanna be doing this.

You don't get credit for something

if you fucking complain about it

-the whole fucking time. -Fuck.

Now you shut up and let us live our lives!

Going to bed.

Does he even wanna be with me?

What?

Has he said anything to you?

No.

No, he doesn't wanna be with me?

No, he hasn't said anything to me.

You guys are twins. You have some psychic bond, right?

Well, I mean...

-I mean... -...nah.

...what do you think?

I think he loves you, El.

And why does it feel like this?

Because our mom just died.

No, I don't know a lot about a lot of things,

but I'm pretty sure

he feels just as fucked up about it as I do,

so...

You're right.

This is all just--

I'm just--I don't know if I'm just starting to be crazy

for even wanting this.

You want it, right?

Yeah.

I do. I really do.

I don't know, maybe I'm fucking naive

for thinking that a relationship I started

when I was 16 could be, like, the one.

No?

No, I don't think so.

I think that's really nice.

I wanna make it work.

I guess it would just--

I guess I don't wanna feel like I'm chasing him,

like I'm forcing him to want me.

Yeah, I get that.

It would be nice if he wanted me

enough to chase me, you know?

Yeah.

Thought your song was really nice.

Thanks.

Hey. Come on. You--

you're not getting any younger.

- Me? - Yeah.

What are you waiting for, a formal invitation?

Yeah, well, I told the, uh, bartender

to have the night off, so.

Woo!

Okay.

Jump in there, kid.

You don't wanna see her get vicious.

Oh, you shouldn't die, honey.

-That's good. You got it. -You got it.

Yes.

You look ridiculous. How you doing?

-What's your name, kid? -I'm Ty.

Hey, Ty. This is Florence.

- Hi. - Hi.

So, what brings you to our humble dirt patch?

I just kinda had some thinking to do.

Oh. Is, uh, that your thinking face?

Uh, no, I think it's just my face.

All right. It's cold. Let's get inside. Come on.

She's nuts.

Uh, by the way, I'm Bob. Come on in.

All right.

Come visit.

My God.

So, you were saying that you had some thoughts?

Oh, um, yes. I don't know.

It's--no, thanks. Nothing major, really.

Just, like, your standard life kind of stuff, I guess.

Um...

like, um, my brother's girlfriend, she's pregnant.

And, uh, I've been sworn to secrecy

because he doesn't know about it.

It's not something that I'm very good at,

uh, clearly as I just told two strangers.

And our mom passed away.

And, uh, we discovered who our dad is, so.

We're going down to see him.

And he doesn't know about us, doesn't know that we're coming.

My brother doesn't really wanna go.

So, uh, just kind of feels

like a--like a weight,

you know, like a-- like a pressure.

It's kinda crushing me.

And, um, my brother and I are twins,

but he's always kind of felt like the older one, you know?

Like, the more responsible one,

the one that takes care of me,

even when our mom got sick.

And, um,

I can see that he's lost and scared.

And I don't know how to take care of anyone.

You just let it out.

Let it all out.

I know about pain

and I know about rage,

and I want you to just let it all out.

Okay? So it doesn't stick inside of you.

It's just like--

it's like a black hole that is just eating

inside of you, everything in there.

And it-- it's just gonna suck it dry.

Yeah.

That's why you--

why you just screamed like a banshee?

NO.

-Secret's out, you nailed it. -Got me.

Every night, she screams like that.

It used to scare the hell out of me.

Not just me, but all the campers in the area.

They thought she was bad shit. Well, you are bad shit.

Yeah, just a little bit.

No, the truth of the matter is,

uh, Ty, that...

I realized that I was asking her

to carry things because I was overwhelmed

and, uh, I couldn't carry everything myself.

So, um,

that's why she would scream like that,

to let it out.

You know, let go and let God.

I love those screams.

If I'm being honest, I love those screams.

If you don't mind me asking you,

what do you-- what do you mean, carry things?

Um...

well, I'm gonna die soon.

What? Why?

Well, I--

stage four pancreatic cancer.

You know, I just found out a couple months ago.

And, uh...

I still have a few months left.

So I talked to Flo

and we decided to put the show on the...

...show on the road.

Well, aren't you sad?

I mean, I know you're sad. It's--

how are you--

you guys just seem so happy.

We really are and sad

and angry, frustrated.

And I just realized that you gotta keep moving.

You have to keep moving ahead.

And that man, Bob has never been more alive.

And you've never been more alive.

I don't wanna think about the past

and I don't wanna think about the future.

I just wanna think about right now,

'cause right now, this is all we have.

And I wanna make this special.

That is so inspiring.

- I'm very inspired. - Uh-oh.

-Inspired. -You ready?

Let's see.

What should I do?

Oh.

You're a damn poet, son!

- Oh, my God. - Yes.

Never truer words have been spoken.

Big finish.

Bravo!

Yes,

that might be one of my damn best.

-Uh-hmm. I think so. -Uh-hmm.

You don't need to take care of anybody

and nobody needs to take care of you.

Just keep moving.

- Right? - Yes.

Get there when you get there.

Now, let's pick up this here guitar

and hear your shred.

Oh, boy. I wanna hear that.

I'm not, like, shred level yet.

Oh, come on now.

Shred is a state of mind.

Ah.

Something. Come on.

All right. All right.

-Okay. -This is a nice one.

Man, this places are nice.

Yeah, doesn't look too bad.

Some of these houses are like really nice.

I don't know what I was expecting.

I guess I was kind of expecting him

to live on his boat.

That'd be cool too though.

How you feeling?

I'm good.

It's good, yeah. Fine.

Whatever.

Just, uh, glad it'll be over soon, you know?

Yeah.

Should be coming up here.

Wait.

I think it--I think this is it.

Oh, shit.

This is it. Oh, my God.

Is that him?

That's him.

Oh.

Oh.

- Oh, my God. Wait. - Ty.

Is there something I can help you with?

I'm sorry, it seems like you're all waiting for me

to say something

and you just drove up.

Yeah. Um...

actually, we're here for the Bassmaster premium package.

You booked that for today?

Yeah.

Ah.

Sorry, I think I must've missed that.

Uh, no worries.

We can get it sorted out.

Got some paperwork I'm gonna need you to fill out,

so if you wanna follow me to the house,

I'll get you set up.

Great. Thanks.

My name's Griff, by the way.

Hey, Griff.

Did you guys see his beard?

Oh, my God.

Let's go.

You look so pretty.

Seriously.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Like, really fucking pretty.

You always do, but like...

the water's a nice touch, you know?

So pretty.

Thanks.

Maybe you should go and talk to him.

Get to know him a little bit.

Yeah, fuck it.

We're here.

So why not?

I...

Wow. That's a new one.

You some kind of singer?

Uh, yeah.

Actually, I, uh, I'm starting a band.

Oh, yeah? What's your band called?

-Uh... -Well, shit, man,

you got to have a good band name.

- Right. - A good band name

is like half the battle.

So you know a lot about bands?

You don't got to be Lynyrd Skynyrd to know

a good band name from a shit one.

Right. Just got to be a guy in a boat.

Know all there is to know, right?

I guess maybe you're right.

So how about it? What's your band called?

Um...

He doesn't have a band.

He got a guitar like three days ago,

now he's gonna start a band.

Well, I think that's all right.

It don't matter when you start,

so long as you get your ass in gear once you decide on it.

-It's what my gran used to say. -Yeah.

I think it's pretty cool.

Thanks.

Well, I think this one's ready to go.

You wanna fish?

No, thanks.

How about you buddy, you wanna fish?

I'm good.

All right.

So, Griff,

how long you've been doing like this fishing thing?

I've been fishing a long time

but I didn't start taking people out

until we moved back to Bama.

Huh.

You kinda always struck me as the dude

that would never leave his hometown.

Where'd you move from?

Ah.

I bounce around a lot.

So you just got to explore?

Yeah.

That's so cool, man.

I--I'm kind of looking to, like--

I'm just looking for like change or something, you know?

Yeah.

Yeah, I get that.

Like, I basically lived in the same place my whole life.

There ain't nothing wrong with that.

Yeah.

Yeah, for sure, but I don't know.

I'm just being done with school and everything like,

I feel like there's more, you know?

Got to be.

You all went to school together?

Yup.

I'm actually moving to Philadelphia.

Got a job there, so...

-Oh, yeah? -Uh-hmm.

Well, that's not bad.

How about you?

Oh, he doesn't know yet.

Well, it--I mean, I just--

I've got a lot on my plate right now, you know?

Mom just died, so...

Yeah, that'd put a lot on your plate.

Finish school, fixing to start your life,

and you lose your mom.

Yeah, thanks, Griff.

That about sums it up.

So why'd you move back?

You know, Ty, maybe this guy

doesn't wanna answer all your questions.

Tell you his whole life story while he stands there,

fishing off the back of the boat, you know?

I moved back because my gran got sick,

and she didn't have nobody to take care of her.

Just felt like it was time.

Yeah.

We took care of our mom while she was sick too.

Cal.

Cal, what's the matter with you?

What?

I'm trying to be so fucking patient,

but this is important to Ty, so why--

I can't.

I can't fucking do this.

I'm trying.

I thought I could put on a happy face.

I thought I could figure this out, but I--

-But what? -I can't stop thinking

about how hard she worked.

How hard I worked, El.

How much shit I had to carry.

And fucking look at it.

She hasn't even been dead a week,

and he's fucking jumping all over him

like a puppy with a new master.

He's not trying to replace her.

I don't know what he's trying to do, okay?

I just know I can't do this.

Hey, Griff.

Not feeling too well.

Can we bring the boat in?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure thing.

I'm just gonna get this all packed up.

You're good. I'll reel it in.

You're all right.

Hey, what's going on?

Are we gonna be hanging out for a little bit longer

because I still have to give him the letter.

Yeah, yeah, no. Um, we're not--

we're not gonna give him the letter here.

We're gonna go back home. We're gonna mail it to him.

- What? - Sorry, man.

I thought I could support you in--

Support me? He's both of our dad.

Don't do that, man.

We just got here.

Dude, I can't.

Well, fuck it. I'll do it myself.

Ghost.

Ghost, man.

I need you.

Are you serious right now?

I wouldn't say it if I wasn't serious,

but I can't do this.

Fuck.

Hey, Ty.

I really appreciate you listening to me back there.

I, um, I think this will be good.

Look, we can, um,

get back and send Griff the letter.

And, uh, you know, you can keep talking to him

and really get to know him and we just start there.

We'll pack up the house,

fix it up, get it sold, and then, you know,

you can decide if you wanna come back.

Pull the car over.

- I gotta pee. - No.

Pull the fucking car over, man. I gotta pee.

Why? Did you have a bottle or something? What--

- No, man! - We just left.

I fucking forgot, okay?

Because I'm a fucking idiot. I don't know.

I'm a fuck up.

I'm a fucking loser. I don't know what's going on.

I don't know what I'm doing, okay?

I forgot to pee. I gotta pee.

Just pull the fucking car over.

-Pull the car over. -Okay.

-He's running. -Goddamn it.

-Hey! -Cal. Fuck.

Griff! Griff!

Griff!

Years ago, you met a woman by the name of Angie--

Motherfucker! Shut up!

-Shut the fuck up. -Hey, hey, hey!

Come on!

Hey. All right.

That's not how we end stuff here, all right?

Hey, hey, whoa! Hey!

Back it up!

- Ghost. - Jesus Christ, man,

-what are you doing? -Ghost.

Look at me. Ghost.

Years ago, you met a woman by the name of Angie Rose.

Angie?

Me and Cal came out of that.

Were you, uh--what?

She wrote you this letter?

What you saying...

What you saying to me right now?

You're our dad.

I fucking ghosted you, dude.

Fuck you, man.

Fuck you. I ghosted you.

Because as soon as you bailed on me,

that went out, man.

You broke that.

Fuck you talking about bailing on you?

- I'm here, right? - Yeah?

I'm right fucking here.

Yeah, because you always have to pick up

my pieces, huh?

Because I don't know what the fuck I'm doing.

Because I'm some fucking loser.

Figure your own shit out, man, before you worry about me.

You don't even know what's going on

- with the people you love. - Shut the fuck up.

- Cal! - With me or with Ellie.

Ellie, what is he talking about?

I'm pregnant.

What?

What are you talking about?

I'm pregnant.

I didn't know how to tell you.

Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me?

You're going through all your own shit.

And you won't even talk to me about Philadelphia.

-Oh, I could have helped. -We haven't been able

to talk about our future.

I need somebody to help me make decisions.

And you haven't-- you haven't been there.

-You haven't been there. -Ellie, what the fuck?

- What the fuck? - Cal.

-Cal. No, no. -Fuck. I can't--I can't.

Fuck.

Cal!

Cal, wait!

Cal!

What the fuck?

Well, you know, the good news

is I found his car,

parked it over by Joe's Tavern.

So he can't have gotten very far.

He'll turn up.

If he doesn't turn up in the morning, I got friend

in the sheriff's department who, uh...

help us look around.

In the meantime, uh, yeah, we got extra bedrooms,

so you, uh...

you're welcome to camp out here and, you know,

whatever you need.

Just let him know that I stayed up, okay?

I'm sorry.

Come on, man.

You got nothing to be sorry for.

Shirt looks better on you.

Thanks.

Are you gonna take a beer now?

Did your mom ever tell you how we met?

She taught at my high school.

I guess it was her first job there, whatever.

I didn't have her as a teacher, but...

after I finished school...

I was fighting a lot with my dad.

It was getting pretty ugly

and she started having me help her out around the place.

You know, she was getting ready to move.

People think what they wanna think about it,

but it was, uh...

She was such-- she was such a good lady.

When she left, I, uh, I never saw her again

and heard from her.

Didn't expect to.

But you should know that I always--

I always remembered her.

I always blamed you for her getting sick.

I thought if there was someone else around

and she didn't have to work so hard...

that she wouldn't have gotten sick.

I hated you.

I hated you for my whole fucking life.

I wanna meet you and I see you're a good man.

Honestly, it makes me hate you even more.

You hated me for not being there.

But if I was there...

you would hate me for all no reason.

You know, the thing is, I, uh,

spent a lot of time trying to avoid...

being here...

being right here.

You got a shit deal, pal.

Your mom was a really good lady, and that...

that was a shitty fucking hand.

I'm sorry you got dealt it.

I never felt like I needed you...

you know.

I think Ty needed you...

and I think my mom needed you.

I never needed a dad...

till today...

because I have no fucking idea how to be a dad.

And I'm terrified.

Well, um...

I'm never gonna be your dad, man.

I mean, not in the way that it means something.

That ship probably sailed a long time ago.

But you don't have to go alone.

Sitting in that house right there, you got--

you got a brother...

who loves the hell out of you.

And you know that girl, Ellie...

she's crazy about you.

You know how lucky you are?

Hey, look at me for a second.

Do you have any idea how fucking lucky you are?

They're sitting in that house right there, for you.

You may not know how to be a dad,

but goddammit, man.

You got everything going for you.

Show up.

Just fucking show up.

Can you do that?

Maybe that's all it is, man.

Maybe that's all it ever was,

just having somebody that can--

somebody that can show up for you.

I think that'd go a long way.

You take as much time as you need out here, bud.

Hey, Griff.

Yeah?

It was nice meeting you.

You too, buddy.

Ellie.

Do you have any idea what time it is?

Late?

Yeah, it's very late.

Dad?

Are you all right?

Um, what are you doing?

I'm, uh, I'm just putting together

a little photo album for your mom.

- Oh? - Yeah, from our trip.

- To Italy? - Yeah, that's the one.

Darling, what's the matter?

Um...

I think I wanna come home.

Okay.

Where are you?

Guntersville, Alabama.

Ooh, sounds like a dump.

It's really pretty nice here anyway.

Is Cal coming home with you?

I don't think so.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Have you got somewhere to stay tonight?

Yup.

Okay. Because if you need to,

you can just find a room somewhere

and put it on the card.

- Thanks. - Yeah. And in the morning,

call a cab and have them take you

to the bus station or an airport.

- Okay. - You can buy a ticket

and put that on the card.

Okay. Thanks.

I love you, darling.

I love you too, Dad.

It'll get easier.

When?

I don't know.

Did I ever tell you when I met your mom in Seattle,

she was just about to start her residency

here in Ann Arbor?

I had perfect timing.

We hit it off right away.

But we knew it wouldn't last. We only had three months.

So we decided to embrace it.

We decided we'd embrace that thin sliver of time,

make the most of it, and then we'd say goodbye.

We failed at that, of course, thankfully.

Failed miserably.

I used to read to your mom every night over the phone.

Did I ever tell you that?

We read Pride and Prejudice.

She wanted me to read Harry Potter,

made me do all the voices,

just like you did.

And one night I closed the book and we hung up on the phone.

I looked around

and I was doing very well for myself,

I'll have you know.

I had a really great setup there.

But I thought, "What does it matter?"

My life was somewhere else.

It was here in Ann Arbor

with your mother.

So I quit.

Yeah, quit the big job,

took a huge pay cut.

Terrible financial decision,

but the best choice I ever made.

It does get easier.

It's never easy but easier, you know?

So listen.

Call me when you're on your way, okay?

Okay.

I will.

Bye.

Bye, Dad.

Hi. Um, I need a taxi

to 329 Round Lake Highway.

Um, nearest train station.

Thank you.

Hey. Ellie?

I don't wanna talk to you right now.

Ellie, wait.

No, I'm leaving.

Hold on.

I don't wanna talk to you.

Wait. No, I know. I--no, no, no.

-Wait, wait, wait, wait. -I don't wanna talk--

Now, hold on. Hold on. Hold on, Ellie.

Ellie, just wait.

- No. - Where are you going?

Leave me alone.

Of course, when I want you to stay, you leave.

-And when I want you... -No. Ellie, hold on.

...to fucking leave, you follow me

through the goddamn house.

Ellie, where the hell are you going?

-Just leave me alone. -Ellie!

Fucking--just give me a minute.

No!

You had a whole night and you fucking left!

-Ellie, hold on! -No!

Where are you going?

I don't know!

You left.

Why did you leave?

I know.

-I'm sorry. -No.

Cal, I'm done with this.

I have to be done.

I can't do that anymore.

What do you think that made me feel like?

-Terrible. I-- -I felt unsupported

and I felt unloved and I just--

-I didn't know what to do. -I know.

I know. I know, I'm sorry.

I tell you I'm pregnant

-and you leave. -I know.

Why do you think I didn't tell you?

It was fucked up, okay?

It was fucked up, I fucked up.

I've had something great in front of me this entire time

and I haven't even been looking for it.

Six years, you've been here for me.

I've been nowhere.

I do everything,

everything I can

to support you, everything.

And the one time that I needed you, you left.

I know. I'm done leaving,

I promise. Whatever you want.

You want Philadelphia, I'm there.

I'm sorry. And I'm gonna be there for this.

Okay. I promise you.

I promise you, Ellie.

Just fucking let me, please.

I don't want you to leave again.

Do you want that? I won't.

I need you and I can't live in a world

where you're not part of my life.

I'm ready, okay?

I'm so sorry.

- Hey, Dad. - Hey, Mr. Martin.

Uh, just, um...

I just wanted to let you know

that we're moving to Philadelphia.

Call us back. Love you.

Hey, speed demon.

What?

Oh, shit.

You're not coming.

You know me too well.

Thank you.

-I love you. -I love you too.

Take care of Cal for me.

Of course.

Have fun.

Thank you.

-You Okay? -Yeah.

I thought when we finished school

and when Mom died,

it was the end of something.

But it wasn't, was it?

Like, it all kept moving.

So maybe that makes this the beginning.

Or maybe there are no beginnings

or endings.

Just changing.

I guess we'll figure it out when we get there.