Original subtitles

[door shuts]

‐ Day of the show! Are you excited?

ANNA: Um, yeah, I guess I will be

if it's not a total disaster 'cause nobody's prepped,

especially Maya, so‐‐ you know what, though?

I don't want to talk about it, 'cause it's stressing me out.

Dad, we're late!

KATHY: Wait, Munch. CURTIS: Yeah!

KATHY: Anna, here. Here's your glitter.

‐ Okay, so I said that I didn't want that already, so‐‐

‐ But this is to remind you that you sparkle.

‐ Okay, cool. Whatever. Thank you!

Dad! CURTIS: Coming.

Coming, goof. [clattering]

‐ So, um...shoulders back.

Break a leg. I love you.

Give me a hug.

‐ You know what? I don't want a hug.

I don't want a hug. I'm late.

‐ You look beautiful, sweetie.

[door slams]

SINGER: ♪ I ♪

♪ I am hiding ♪

♪ The you I show to you ♪

♪ Is just a lie ♪

♪ You take what you want ♪

♪ You get what you take ♪

♪ Lie ♪ SINGER: ♪ So high, high, high ♪

GABE: Debra.

Divorce.

Wolves.

Or what, Debra?

You gonna divorce me?

You gonna feed me to the wolves?

No.

Wol‐‐ [knocking]

Come in.

‐ Hey, there you are.

Just wanted to say, break a leg.

‐ Oh. Um, thank you.

Uh, you too.

‐ Uh, P. S., you should totally keep your hair like that.

It looks really cool.

‐ Thanks.

[distant chatter]

[low tone sounding]

[indistinct chatter]

‐ Phone, phone, phone, phone, phone.

Pound, pound, pound, pound, pound.

Okay, you guys. Five minutes.

‐ I saw you.

I saw you with my own two eyes.

You were backing away. Backing away.

Were you doing your business with Sheila?

You rat bastard. Rat bastard.

‐ Where's my hat? ANNA: Okay, places in five.

MAYA: Hey. ‐ Hey.

‐ Umm, I didn't hear from you last night.

‐ Can't hear you. I have my headphones on.

‐ I didn't hear from you last night.

‐ I didn't hear from you either.

Um, if you don't find your light,

the whole thing's gonna go wacko, so...

‐ Okay, do you know how many lines

I have to remember right now?

‐ 422. Congratulations. Find your light.

‐ The light will find me, Anna. Like, seriously.

Honestly, all you have to do right now

is just, like, pep me up.

Like, pep me up. Just say, like, "Break a leg."

Whatever. What‐‐you haven't said that once to me.

‐ Your feelings are valid. MAYA: Mm‐hmm.

‐ So are mine. MAYA: Mm‐hmm.

‐ And you can't take constructive criticism.

That's my feeling. ‐ Are you kidding?

‐ And good luck. MAYA: Okay, you just jinxed me.

It's "break a leg," so now I'm gonna

be really bad in the play, but it's fine.

Let's just hold each other's hand and say, "I'm sorry."

‐ I'm not ready right now.

‐ Well, I'm not really ready for it either.

I was honestly just saying it

'cause I thought it was the right thing to do.

So... ‐ Wow.

Places in 4 minutes, 15 seconds. ‐ Okay.

MAYA: Psycho.

ANNA: Yep.

‐ Hi.

‐ Hi.

‐ Are you still feeling sick?

‐ No, I'm just, uh, concentrating.

‐ Kay, well, I'm really looking forward

to 4 minutes and 32 seconds into the play.

It's our kiss.

‐ Oh... [chuckles]

Yeah.

‐ Kay, well... break a leg, cutie.

GABE: You too...

Cutie. ‐ Kay.

Bye. GABE: Bye.

[sighs]

ANNA: Actors, places. Actors to places.

[soft indistinct chatter]

‐ [sighs]

[distant giggling] ‐ Shut up!

[clattering, squeaking]

[applause]

‐ [clears throat]

I saw you!

I saw you with my own two eyes!

GABE: You're nuts.

‐ Sheila was backing away from you.

She was scared out of her mind.

‐ She's not in her light.

She's not in her light. ‐ [sighs]

She was scared out of her mind.

Honey, help me with this, will you?

It's giving me a rash.

‐ A rash, a rash. Always something with you.

‐ Bryce, are you there?

MAYA: Be careful with it. ‐ Go to two.

Go to two. MAYA: Careful with it, I said.

Jesus Christ! ‐ All right, relax, will you?

You're wriggling around like a worm,

and you're hairier than a bigfoot.

‐ [chuckles]

[audience member coughs]

Your fingers are greasy schlubs, that's why.

Forget it, will you?

I said just get it‐‐off!

Jesus Christ. GABE: All right.

MAYA: Jesus Christ, I said. Jesus Christ.

‐ Cue 30. GABE: What do you want?

Want me to stay? ANNA: Cue 30.

GABE: Want me to go? Make up your mind, woman!

Make up your mind.

‐ No, that's cue 22.

MAYA: Yeah.

Too damn dark in this joint.

[clinking]

Don't you dare make another drink.

I'm telling you, don't you do it!

‐ Or what, Debra?

You gonna divorce me?

You gonna feed me to the wolves?

I don't have to listen to your loud‐mouth crap.

Just let me do my business. ‐ Yeah?

Were you doing your business with Sheila?

You rat bastard.

[loud bang]

‐ You wanna do this? Let's do this.

Let's let it all out. ‐ Go light. Go light.

GABE: Come on, baby.

‐ Shit. GABE: Give me your best shot.

‐ You get away from me.

‐ Isn't this...what you want?

‐ You don't know the first thing about what I want!

You get your hands off me, you pig!

‐ [gasps, panting]

Or what?

[scattered laughter]

‐ [whispering] Come on, Maya.

[audience member coughs]

‐ [chuckles]

‐ Or what?

‐ Or...

‐ [whispers] Come on, Maya.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

MAYA: Or...

or...

♪ ♪

‐ [gasps]

♪ ♪

‐ [whispering] "Or I'll scream so..."

‐ Or I'll scream so loud, you won't know what hit ya!

AUDIENCE MEMBER: Whoo! [light applause]

‐ Yeah, yeah. Just...

go to sleep.

‐ I already am, Joe.

I already am.

[dramatic opera music]

♪ ♪

SINGER: [singing in Italian]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[male singer joins, singing in Italian]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[music fading]

GABE: Sun's almost up.

‐ The days are short, Joe.

The days are short.

[applause]

[cheers and applause]

[cheers and applause continue]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[mouthing words]

♪ ♪

ANNA: Ready, star? MAYA: Let's do this.

YUKI: Maya, shut the door, please.

‐ You get it.

[both giggle]

ANNA: I mean, they're gonna swarm us.

[The Four Seasons' "December, 1963 (Oh, What a Night)"]

MAYA: Hi. MAN: Great job tonight.

[both speaking indistinctly]

SINGER: ♪ Oh, what a night ♪

♪ Late December back in '63 ♪

MAYA: Oh, my God, that guy‐‐[sputters]

So crazy!

SINGER: ♪ What a very special time for me ♪

‐ Stop!

SINGER: ♪ As I remember, what a night ♪

MAYA: Stop!

[both giggling] ‐ Oh, my God.

Okay. Sorry.

Oh, attitude like crazy.

[gasps] Oh, my God, cheese!

Can we have some?

‐ Thank you!

‐ Hey. ‐ Get outta here!

‐ Oh, sorry.

Go, go, go, go, go.

♪ ♪

Oh, my God!

Stop!

SINGER: ♪ I got a funny feeling when she walked... ♪

‐ Get out.

‐ I was about to pet him.

♪ ♪

SINGER: ♪ As I recall it ended much too soon ♪

MAYA: Oh, sorry.

♪ ♪

That guy is looking‐‐

FRED: Oh, there they are!

All right!

No. No, no. Wait, wait, wait. Stay.

MAYA: Dad, no! ‐ No, please.

I‐‐I gotta turn this on.

All right, smile.

Come on. One, two, three, smile.

[camera shutter clicking]

‐ [laughs] Dad! You're gonna, like, blind me.

FRED: You were amazing! Come on.

You have to get used to getting pictures taken all the time

'cause you're a star. ‐ No, I'm not.

‐ That was dope, Young Bowl.

‐ Thank you. Really? ‐ Mm‐hmm.

‐ So what, now you're a star,

you don't bring your own jacket?

‐ No, I'm not a star. I'm an actress.

I forgot it.

‐ Well done. FRED: Wasn't she great?

She was so good tonight. I know‐‐

‐ Dad, stop, seriously. FRED: I'm her father.

KATHY: You were amazing tonight, angel,

and these are for you from me and your dad.

‐ Techies don't get flowers.

Like...but thanks.

Where's Dad?

‐ Um, I don't know, sweetie.

I‐‐I was wondering the same thing.

♪ ♪

So that glitter I gave you...

‐ Yeah, I used it.

It was an emergency, so...

‐ It was a nice touch.

You probably saved the whole thing, huh?

[ululating]

‐ Mom, are you out of your mind?

Don't do that.

‐ Oh, my god, my dad is being so annoying and so loud.

‐ I don't know what that's like.

‐ Ugh.

‐ Oh, my God, it's your boyfriend.

[Joe Montgomery's "Since You Fell in Love"]

SINGER: ♪ Everybody was in love ♪

♪ Everyone but me ♪

FRED: Oh, there he is! The man of the house.

Gabe, you were great tonight.

‐ Dad, stop. ‐ Ow!

‐ Maya, stop it.

[overlapping chatter] ‐ See you guys.

FRED: Uh, hi. We're‐‐we're her parents.

‐ Yeah, that's Gabe. ‐ So nice to meet you.

‐ Yeah, it's good to officially meet you.

You know, she talked about you about rehearsals and everything.

‐ No, I didn't. ‐ Well, you did.

MAYA: Stop. You're literally killing me.

‐ Okay, okay. Hey, listen. I want a picture of you.

I want a picture of the both of you; come on.

The stars of the show. Right here, come on, together.

All right? A little closer.

‐ Dad, stop. FRED: Yeah, that's good.

All right, you ready?

One, two, three, grandkids!

‐ Dad, don't say that. Like‐‐

‐ All right, all right, all right.

MAYA: He's so embarrassing. I'm sorry.

‐ [groans]

‐ Sorry.

♪ ♪

Your hair looks different.

It's hot.

♪ ♪

‐ Thanks.

You too. Your‐‐your hair is hot.

‐ Thanks.

‐ Welcome.

‐ [sniffs] Um...

I didn't see you after the play.

‐ Yeah.

♪ ♪

‐ Okay. ‐ Okay.

‐ Okay.

FRED: Hey, are you guys hungry?

Would you like some groovy nachos?

‐ Dad, don't say "groovy nachos"!

‐ Oh, I'd like an order of groovy nachos too.

FRED: Two orders of groovy nachos,

and I want a Coke

for that table over there for that young man.

‐ Dad, don't, or I'll stick an ice pick up your butthole!

Stop!

ANNA: Oh, no, you okay, hon'? MAYA: No.

ANNA: [whispering] What's wrong?

‐ Close it. ‐ What? Okay.

‐ Close it! ‐ I'll‐‐I'll keep it closed.

‐ Hold it. ‐ What's wrong, girl? You okay?

‐ Yeah, I'm fine, I just, like,

I was out there with Gabe, and I just, like,

tried to grab his hand like this, and he went‐‐

‐ That's so cute. ‐ No, and he went like that.

‐ Maybe his hand slipped.

‐ No, but then when we were onstage,

we were planning to do a real kiss,

and he put his hand over his mouth,

like, at the last second.

‐ It's okay. Hey, I'm sorry‐‐sorry.

‐ Stop, we're in here!

‐ Just two more seconds.

‐ Is it my breath? [exhales]

‐ [sniffs] It's good.

No, no, really‐‐ ‐ Oh, my God!

‐ No, no, no, no. No, it's good.

And do you know‐‐ can I ask you a question?

were you nervous out there, for your kiss?

‐ I mean, yeah, 'cause it's, like, in front of everyone,

and like, it's my first kiss.

‐ So he was probably nervous too.

I think that you just gotta do it again,

and you gotta go for what you want,

and it's gonna happen.

‐ Okay, yeah. Yeah, all right.

Fine. I'm just gonna‐‐

‐ I see how he looks at you.

‐ Stop. ‐ It's true.

‐ Okay. All right, fine. ‐ Let's do this.

‐ Okay, but be quiet.

I don't want to be obvious about it.

Okay, just like, literally don't look, and like, if‐‐

‐ Hey.

‐ Oh, my God, my dad's here.

I'm gonna say hi. ‐ Oh, my God, really?

Okay, I'll be there in a sex‐‐ sec.

[both chuckle]

‐ What's up?

‐ You always say that.

‐ Yeah.

True.

Um... ‐ So...

‐ Yeah. [laughs]

‐ What? ‐ I just, you know...

wanted to say that, uh, you know...

‐ What?

‐ You were‐‐you‐‐I‐‐you were just really good in the play.

‐ No, I wasn't.

‐ No, yes, you were, seriously. ‐ No.

‐ I knew you were funny, but...

I've never seen you like that before.

You're really... [sniffs] Good.

‐ Thanks.

‐ And...

I‐‐I also wanted to say, like, you know,

once and for all or whatever, that, uh...

never mind.

‐ No. Say it.

Fool.

‐ I'm‐‐I'm really sorry about everything.

I‐‐I wish I didn't do all that stuff.

Fool.

‐ What are you even doing here?

SAM: [chuckles]

I'm, you know‐‐I'm with Gabe.

We're celebrating. ‐ Oh, yeah.

SAM: Yeah.

‐ My boyfriend.

‐ Yes. MAYA: Yeah.

‐ Yeah, your boyfriend.

MAYA: Yeah. SAM: Um...

what was‐‐what was up with that kiss in the play?

‐ I don't know. Why?

‐ No reason. Nothing. ‐ Why? Did he say something?

‐ No. [sniffs]

Um, but I mean, you know,

I wouldn't have put my hand over my mouth.

‐ [laughs]

‐ So you know, I guess I should've auditioned.

So‐‐or something.

‐ I don't know. Maybe.

‐ Yeah. ‐ I guess you should've.

SAM: Yeah. ‐ Or not. I don't know.

SAM: Yeah. MAYA: Kay. Bye.

‐ Bye.

[upbeat music playing]

♪ ♪

‐ So‐‐well, how was it?

How was the play?

‐ It was...good.

It was bumpy at first,

and then it got...better, but pretty good.

‐ Anna made such an impact as the stage manager,

and there was point whe‐‐ ‐ Yeah, that's great.

[chuckles] Hey.

Did, uh, Kathy give you the flowers that we got you?

‐ Yes. ‐ [chuckles]

‐ Thank you so much. ‐ Absolutely.

‐ They're so pretty. Where did you guys get them?

‐ Uh, where did we get the flowers, Kathy?

‐ I got them from Stop and Shop.

CURTIS: Really? ‐ Yes.

‐ You know, there are much better places to get flowers

than Stop and Shop.

Right? [clears throat]

Hey, did your mom clap,

or did she do that weird yodeling thing that she does?

‐ She did the weird yodel thing.

It was so embarrassing. CURTIS: [laughs]

ANNA: Honestly.

CURTIS: Mm‐hmm. ‐ Where were you?

‐ You want to know? You ready?

[keys jingling]

‐ Did you get a new car?

‐ [laughing] New!

Used. ANNA: What kind?

CURTIS: It's a Solara.

It's right out back.

‐ Excuse me. CURTIS: It's really cool.

You're gonna love it.

‐ So that's where you were.

CURTIS: Uh‐huh. ‐ That's great.

‐ It's a convertible too. MAYA: [gasps]

Oh, my God, Curt, you got a frickin' convertible?

CURTIS: Yep, I got a convertible.

MAYA: Can we go in it? CURTIS: Absolutely.

MAYA: Oh, my God. ‐ Just don't drive it too far.

MAYA: Oh, my God. ‐ [laughs]

‐ Oh, my God.

ANNA: He got a convertible.

MAYA: Um, I love your earring, by the way, Curt.

‐ You know, I've always had the hole.

I just got a new hoop.

[chuckles]

MAYA: Oh, my God, your dad is crazy.

SAM: So I did this weasel.

Here, I did the gloves. I also did the barbed wire.

‐ Wait, wait. You did all of this?

‐ Yeah, last night I went to Kinkos.

I even got the glossy‐‐ ‐ Guy‐‐guys, guys.

This is‐‐this is great.

I think we're ready to distribute.

ANNA: Sorry. SAM: Right? That's what I was thinking.

‐ Hey.

Um, Anna's dad got a new convertible,

and we were gonna, like, check it out.

What? He did.

‐ He did. ‐ Do you wanna come?

‐ Hell yeah. ‐ Yeah.

ANNA: The only thing‐‐ sorry, you guys.

There's only room for one,

so I don't know how to decide,

but I'm thinking Maya's boyfriend...

[quiet laughter] MAYA: Stop.

Sorry. GABE: That's me, so...

‐ Just so they have time to be like...

‐ Stop.

‐ All right, I'm‐‐ I'm gonna go.

‐ Kay. ‐ Don't eat all the pizza.

‐ I won't.

JAFEER: That's some bullshit.

‐ Yeah, whatever.

ANNA: Shut up! MAYA: [laughing]

[gasps] ANNA: Oh, my God, you guys.

‐ Wait, is it this car?

ANNA: No, it's the convertible.

MAYA: Oh, my God!

ANNA: It's pretty sleek.

That's amazing.

That's like my‐‐ MAYA: Yeah.

‐ Oh, my God. Steve.

GABE: That's pretty cool.

MAYA: I'm gonna go in the front seat,

and you can go in the b‐‐ what?

Steve. ‐ Hey.

‐ Steve. [chuckles]

What's up? STEVE: 'Sup?

ANNA: You're here. ‐ Try not to tell anyone.

‐ We're just looking at my dad's, um, convertible.

It's new, so...

‐ You mean that sweet Solara?

‐ Uh, the convertible? Yeah.

[sniffs]

‐ So let's check it out.

‐ Kay.

STEVE: Does your dad know that he can get

the upgrade to the sports package?

These are pretty sweet, though. He's got the JBL stereo.

‐ Yeah.

‐ So many stars.

STEVE: Yeah. They're all dead.

MAYA: [chuckles]

‐ I think that we need to, like,

leave them alone.

MAYA: Stop. ‐ You guys need to get a room.

MAYA: Anna!

‐ Don't get my dad's seats dirty.

‐ That's disgusting.

‐ Or do, and just wipe it down after.

It's Model 3B high‐perforated leather.

‐ Yeah. ‐ Yeah. [chuckles]

‐ Should we go up?

‐ Um...sure. ‐ Kay..

‐ So did your parents see the show?

‐ Mom did.

She, uh‐‐she loved the glitter thing, by the way.

I told her that wasn't me.

That was all Kone.

"Cameron‐esque" was my exact phrase.

As in, James.

‐ [quietly] Yeah.

Um, are you close with your mom?

‐ She's the strongest woman I know.

‐ And your dad?

‐ He doesn't live here.

They're divorced.

‐ Mine are too.

‐ But your dad's here? ANNA: Yeah.

They're divorcing, but they kind of share the house.

‐ Sounds worse than the "every other weekend" deal.

‐ Oh, yeah. STEVE: Yeah.

I don't know. ‐ It's weird.

STEVE: [chuckles]

Want some?

‐ Um...

Yeah, like, I just have to check

if Maya might want some too.

‐ I think she might be a little busy.

Little man's making his move. ANNA: Yeah.

[door creaks]

[dramatic musical flourish]

[singer vocalizing softly]

♪ ♪

What? ‐ What?

‐ It's... ‐ What?

‐ It's... ‐ No, I'm just happy.

For her. For Maya.

[laughs quietly]

Yeah, fine. Whatever.

‐ [laughs] ‐ Can't believe I'm doing this.

‐ It's no big deal.

[laughs quietly]

‐ Oh, my God.

Sorry. [coughs]

‐ Yeah, that's how you know it's the good stuff.

‐ Oh, my God. Am I gonna get drunk?

‐ Yeah.

‐ [laughing] Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

‐ [mimics engine revving]

[mimics tires squealing]

Pull over! It's the cops!

I said, it's the cops, bitch!

‐ [chuckles]

You're funny.

‐ No, I'm not.

‐ You are.

‐ Are you mad at me?

‐ No.

‐ Do you wanna, like, kiss me now?

‐ Someone could see.

Um...

‐ We can just put the seats down.

[whirring]

[soft music]

♪ ♪

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

‐ [sighs heavily]

♪ ♪

GABE: [kisses] MAYA: Uh...

GABE: [kissing]

MAYA: Uh...

That's my jaw.

Um...

Uh...

‐ What? ‐ What?

‐ You know how...

when we sort of kissed in my room,

you said that you had butterflies?

‐ Yeah.

‐ I‐‐I didn't.

‐ Okay.

‐ I'm sorry.

I still think that you're one of the best actors

I've ever known, and...

it was an honor to share the stage with you.

It j‐‐

‐ Kay.

‐ It's not you.

I'm just trying to be honest.

I'm gonna‐‐ I'm gonna go inside.

‐ Okay. ‐ Okay.

‐ Kay.

[sobs]

[door creaks, closes]

‐ [crying]

[mellow music]

‐ [laughs quietly]

I'm buzzed.

[both laughing]

‐ Oh, my God.

♪ ♪

‐ What happened to funny man?

♪ ♪

[Maya sniffles]

‐ Maya...

Um, I have to go check on Maya.

So...bye.

‐ You do you, Kone.

♪ ♪

‐ May...

‐ [quietly] Hey.

‐ What happened? ‐ Nothing.

‐ Was the kiss bad?

‐ No. I got dumped.

[cries] ‐ No.

‐ He dumped me. Yeah.

‐ What is wrong with him?

‐ I don't know.

ANNA: He's such an idiot.

‐ My heart hurts, like...

‐ I can feel your heart energy,

and it's gonna get better.

Okay? ‐ Yeah.

‐ And you're gonna have a million boyfriends

in your life, May, and they're all gonna be so lucky.

‐ [laughing] No, I'm not. ‐ Yeah, you are.

‐ No, I'm not.

No, I know I'm ugly now.

And I'm okay with it.

‐ Don't say that. It's not true.

‐ I don't care. ANNA: I do.

[sighs]

[soft music]

See that one little star up there?

‐ Where?

‐ The brightest one that's a little droopy.

‐ Yeah.

‐ That's you.

‐ [laughing weakly]

♪ ♪

Well, all the stars are dead.

♪ ♪

‐ They're still bright, even at their lowest.

♪ ♪

Just like you. [chuckles]

‐ [laughs]

♪ ♪

Thanks.

[sniffs]

[knocking]

Oh, my God. CURTIS: You girls ready to go?

MAYA: Yeah. ‐ Dad, yeah.

Right, May? MAYA: Yeah, let's go.

‐ Okay. Keys?

ANNA: Okay. ‐ Thanks.

‐ Did you tell Mom that we're leaving?

‐ Yeah, yeah.

She's just...in a nasty mood.

‐ Is she okay?

I feel like I should go say bye.

‐ Okay.

‐ Be right back, May.

[soft music]

CURTIS: Don't get caught in her crossfire.

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

[laughter, indistinct chatter]

‐ Oh, Anna, where's Maya?

♪ ♪

KATHY: [sniffling]

‐ Hey, Mom.

‐ Hello, sweetie.

Just paying the check.

‐ I just want to say, like, bye.

‐ Bye.

Have‐‐have fun in the car.

‐ Um...

Sorry.

I just also, like,

want to say that I'm sorry that...

That I'm, like, kind of not nice to you sometimes.

‐ It's okay.

It's okay.

‐ No, it's not, 'cause you don't deserve it.

And I also want to say, like...

I'm sorry that, like, Dad's not nice to you sometimes.

‐ I‐‐I never want you to‐‐

I‐‐I don't want you to‐‐

to have to see me like this anymore.

I never want you to see me like this again.

I‐‐I don't want you to be like this.

‐ I'm sorry, I'm‐‐ be mean to‐‐again.

[sniffs] KATHY: You're so beautiful.

‐ No...

[sniffs]

‐ [giggles]

‐ I love you. ‐ I love you.

‐ And I think you are strong, just so you know.

I really do, actually.

Honestly, you're so strong,

you're like behind‐the‐scenes strong.

Like, you don't even know what that means

'cause you're not a techie, but like, it means a lot.

‐ Okay. ‐ And also...

Thanks for the glitter.

‐ [laughs] ‐ Seriously.

‐ You saved the whole show.

‐ [laughs] [car horn honks]

‐ So wonderful.

[car horn honks] ‐ Oh.

Um‐‐ ‐ You should go.

‐ No, but I don't have to drive with him, honestly.

‐ Oh, no. ‐ I can just drive with you.

‐ It's okay.

You should go.

You're gonna go, and you're gonna have fun.

You're gonna go with your friends.

Come on.

‐ I'll see you at home.

‐ Yes. Have fun.

You were so great tonight.

‐ No, I wasn't. ‐ Yeah, you were.

YUKI: Is she not gonna say good‐bye?

‐ No, she wanted me to tell you that she's gonna wait in there.

‐ Is she okay?

‐ Yeah. She had a little thing

with a boy. ‐ Oh.

‐ [sniffs] YUKI: Yeah?

‐ You all set? ANNA: Mm‐hmm.

‐ Hey, good job tonight. Really good.

CURTIS: Good night. ‐ Thanks.

CURTIS: See you. ‐ Good to see you.

CURTIS: Take care. ANNA: Did you beep at me, Maya?

‐ Maya, don't forget to brush your teeth.

‐ I know. ‐ Proud of you!

MAYA: Dad, stop.

[zips loudly]

[engine rumbling]

[The Chiffons' "One Fine Day" playing]

‐ All set? ‐ Mm‐hmm.

‐ Bye. ‐ Bye!

ANNA: Bye!

SINGERS: ♪ Shooby‐dooby‐dooby ♪

♪ Dooby‐doo, wop‐bop ♪

SINGER: ♪ One fine day ♪

SAM: Maya!

SINGER: ♪ You'll look at me ♪

♪ And you will know our love was meant to be ♪

♪ One fine day ♪

♪ You're gonna want me for your girl ♪

SINGERS: ♪ Shooby‐dooby‐dooby ♪

♪ Dooby‐doo, wop‐bop ♪

♪ Shooby‐dooby‐dooby ♪

♪ Dooby‐doo, wop‐bop ♪

CURTIS: We're gonna have some adventures

in this baby, aren't we?

Me and you.

SINGER: ♪ Proud to have me right by your side ♪

♪ One fine day ♪

‐ Did your mom tell you? ANNA: Hmm?

SINGER: ♪ You're gonna want me for your girl ♪

‐ Hmm?

‐ What?

‐ She's getting the house.

♪ ♪

But, um...

but I get to look for a new apartment.

SINGER: ♪ Who only wants to run around ♪

‐ Will you help me with that?

SINGER: ♪ I'll be waiting ♪

♪ And someday, darling ♪

♪ You'll come to me ♪

‐ You'll have to decide who you want to live with.

♪ ♪

Me or your mom.

SINGER: ♪ We'll meet once more ♪

♪ And then you'll want the love ♪

♪ You threw away before ♪

♪ One fine day ♪

♪ You're gonna want me for your girl ♪

♪ ♪

[singers vocalizing]

♪ ♪

♪ One fine day ♪

♪ You're gonna want me for your girl ♪

SINGERS: ♪ One fine day ♪

♪ You're gonna want me for your girl ♪

SINGER: ♪ One fine day ♪

SINGERS: ♪ One fine day ♪

♪ You're gonna want me for your girl ♪

SINGER: ♪ One fine day... ♪

[sweeping orchestral music]

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