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[Waves crash]

[Seagull cries]

- Yo Brandon! - Hey Nick.

- What's up dude? The waves are sweet this morning bro. You should be out there.

- You know I prefer to watch you guys carve it up from dry land. Water?

- Thanks. Dude I haven't seen you out here in forever. How's Jack? That old car still chugging along?

- Yeah still chugging. I'm gonna take him cross country.

- No shit. That old junker?

- Yep. Headed to Colorado.

- That's sick. When do you leave?

- Today. Just uh came to listen.

- I mean, it is pretty hard to beat this.

- Well, I better get going. Drive safe and uh, thanks for cleaning my board man.

- Anytime! - Catch you later

[Waves crashing]

[Energetic Music]

[Wind]

[Keys jangle]

[Liquid pouring]

[Hood slamming closed]

[Door closing]

- Meteor shower's in 3 days, Jack. Got to move quicker if we want to get there in time.

Should be a town about 5 or 6 miles from here, I think. Amboy.

Population five? Wow.

I hope they have a gas station if not we're screwed.

Can you imagine living with four other people? At least it's quiet.

[Car starts]

["It All Fades But You" by James Isaac plays]

[Hang on to your branches we're blowing in the breeze watch leaves and the dances it's not yet the time to freeze]

[Let's not cling to the trees cause the sun sets early and I'm worried you're not in enough fur yet]

[we were burn through the clouds of the things we had...]

[Car door opens]

[Car door closes]

[Bell jingles]

[Door shuts]

- Hi, uh welcome to Amboy. Would you like gas, snacks, a drink, we've even got some lottery tickets.

Might be from the last draw though... But, I'm happy to help. - Hi. Where's your ATM?

- Over on the side of the building. - Thanks.

- Oh, something's wrong with the connection though, I think. - You think?

- Well, you see, I came in yesterday and I needed to pull some money from my account but my bank is about like a 2 hour drive

from here and gas is so expensive so I figured I'd just pull the funds from here. Even though the screen's got this big crack in it.

But, when I put my card in there it kept giving me the error message. It's done it before but like usually still spits out the cash.

This time I couldn't get out of the error screen. Luckily, I keep some money in my socks and I had a couple of fivers in there so that's been putting me over for the rest of

the week till I head to the bank with my parents. - Do you have anyone coming out to fix it?

I mean I can wait a couple hours. - Could be later this week, could be next month.

We put in a request a while ago when the screen got busted but hasn't he hasn't been out here yet.

We take card though debit and credit now too. So. - I I don't have my card.

- But, how old are you? - Twenty-two.

- Is that normal? - Is what normal?

- Not getting a car till you're in college? I mean not to assume you're in college.

- I just left it at my house. Look is there anything you can do? I really need to fill up my tank.

- I'd love to. But, I don't own this place and I can't risk giving you

the free gas. It's the only job I could get in town. - Yeah, I understand. Thanks.

- Hank.

Hank - Hank

[Haunting fiddle music plays]

- You the guy that can't afford gas?

I'm Amber. Amber Freeman. - Brandon Holmes. What about the gas?

- What if I paid for it? - That's uniquely kind why would you do that?

- I need you to take me with you.

- No. I'm not taking guests. - Look, I need to leave.

- I don't have the room. - Your car is empty.

- Regardless, I don't like people in my personal space. - I won't take up any space, I swear.

You won't have to move anything or hear me. - Not interested.

- They tow cars that are parked here, you know.

[Melancholy fiddle music plays]

- I don't like this, I don't agree with this, and, I don't want to do this.

- You and me both. - What was that?

- We're here. I'll just grab the rest of my cash and then we can go.

- You live here? - Keep the car running.

[Crow caws]

[Engine idling]

["Woods and Fields" by Paper Wings plays]

[Vase shatters]

- You little bitch! If you leave here you better not even think coming back.

I'll take this rolling pin to your backside, girl! - Drive!

- Piece of shit! You're just like your father!

[I'll leave you here alone. I'll leave you here alone]

[I'll sleep out in the darkness...] - Why didn't you leave sooner?

- I tried. About 6 months ago I saved up like 200 bucks.

Paid some blonde bimbo to get me out of town. She pulled a gun on me told me to get out of the car and drove off.

I had to walk like 2 miles back home.

That's why I only paid for your tank.

So, where you headed? - Colorado.

- What part? - The Rocky Mountains.

- Oh, that's specific. A third of the state. - Great Sand Dunes and Blanca Peak.

- Sounds boring. - Well, actually they're the tallest sand dunes in the country.

Plus, there's very little light pollution there so the stars are at the most visible. Blanca Peak is the fourth highest peak in Colorado.

- Wow. You sure know how to read the National Geographic's fun fact section.

- Apparently you have to experience it for yourself to understand how beautiful it is. And quiet.

- I like the mountains. And the quiet. You don't have to be around anyone.

Cool ring. Your girlfriend's? - It's my mom's.

- Eesh. Is she dead? - No. She's back at home.

- So, she gave you an old ring.

- It was her old class ring. She did really well in school and so did I. She gave it to me as a sort of keepsake. Our connection.

- You guys must talk and get along all the time.

How strapped are you for cash? - I should be fine as long as the next town has a working ATM.

- Out here you should prepare for everything to be broken.

- Yeah well I didn't exactly leave as prepared as I planned.

- Makes sense.

[Car turns off parking brake applied]

- What are you doing? - I'm going to pee.

[Car door shuts]

[Footsteps in sand]

Do you mind? - No.

- Look I can't pee with an audience can you just turn around?

- What's it matter?

[Whistling]

- Do you usually whistle while you pee? - No.

- So, why are you whistling? - Uh, because I'm not used to something like this?

- You haven't peed on the side of the road before? - Yes, I have peed on the side of the road before.

- So? - So, I normally don't have someone watching me.

- People can see you. - Look, this is not a normal thing.

- So, what's normal?

- Not watching someone pee.

[Crow caws]

- Do you always take so long to pee? - Argh!

["Damsel Matinee" by]

- So, is black your favorite color or just a good mood setter?

- Are we playing 20 questions on this road trip right now?

my favorite color is orange actually like the kind you find in a warm sun set. What's your favorite color?

- Blue. - What shade?

- Sky blue. Seems we both enjoy looking up at the sky.

[that within we'd be lovers that way.]

- I didn't really expect that from you. - Why not?

- It's so... - Non-masculine?

- That's not what I was going to say.

- You ever been in a relationship before?

- What? not normal again? - Yeah, no, I mean... Yes.

- How many? - Don't you think that's too personal?

- No. - One. I was dating this girl for a while and she ended up breaking up with me.

I assume not a huge dating pool for you? - I've dated plenty of guys.

- How many? - At least five maybe six.

- You don't remember? - The amount doesn't matter.

- How do you do it? - Do what?

- Get over someone? Move on to someone else?

Dammit. - What? What's going on?

The car has problems too? - A few.

- As long as they don't outweigh us. - I can't promise that.

[Hood opens and steam hisses]

[Door opens]

- What's in the jug? - Coolant.

- And where's it go?

- Stop! - Look we need to keep moving and I'm not waiting around for this thing to cool on its own.

- It's not that. - What? You're afraid I'm going to ruin your car?

- No. But if you just pop the cap off the steam will burn you.

[Footsteps]

- So, how long do we wait?

- The engine should cool down in about 20 minutes. - 20 minutes?

[Door opens]

- Does this happen a lot?

- Jack, the car, has always had problems.

- I've just never had the time to fix them. and I wouldn't have known how to.

- What other problems does the car have?

[Desert wind blows]

- 45 miles per hour. - What?

[Curious guitar picking begins]

- It can't drive faster than 45 mph. - Really?

- Yep.

- And here I thought you just drove like a grandmother.

- Thanks. You know, you're lucky it's one of the reasons I took the back way. People tend to honk at you less than on the highway.

- At least you get to enjoy the scenery. - Yeah it's quiet out here.

[Lonely fiddle music]

- It's lonely.

- I know.

[Driving drum rhythm begins]

[lilting fiddle music plays]

[Back door slams]

[Tarp crinkling]

[Crickets chirp and the desert wind blows]

- Are we both going to fit in that?

- Uh. What no!

- We can't both sleep in there. - Why not?

- I'm not sleeping with a girl. And we're literally strangers. - You are so old fashioned, it's hardly an intimate setting.

- I'm not... You know what? Doesn't matter. You can't sleep in the tent with me.

- Okay. Did you bring a second tent? - Why didn't you pack your own?

- Well, I didn't exactly expect to be sleeping out in the middle of the desert.

- Look, this is all I got. - Same.

- I'm going to go sleep in Jack.

[Soft melancholic fiddle music plays]

[Crickets chirp]

[Flip phone closes]

[Slow guitar strumming]

- Well we've got this far, Jack.

I've never been so tempted to kick someone out of a car before.

[Sad guitar strumming]

[Car door opens]

[Car door closes]

Well, at least you're still going. She must be on your good side.

[Morning breeze and birds chirp]

[Car door opens]

[Car door closes]

[Distant crow caws]

- Amber, are you awake?

[Tent unzipping]

[Paper rustling]

[Sleeping bag rustling]

- Hey. Hey it's all right. It's just me. We got to get back on the road.

- The hell? Give it back! - Alright! Alright. Sorry.

[Tent zips]

- We'll be waiting.

[Car engine running]

- He. so about this morning. - Just forget about it.

- Yeah, but I– - I said forget about it.

["What I Have Left" By The Gilbert Louie Ray Band plays]

[I didn't leave my heart at the door of the airplane.]

- Why. Why do you have to listen to this shitty music all the time?

- Excuse me? - You heard me. This shitty music, what's the deal?

- It's what I grew up listening to. It's just familiar. - Well it sucks.

[I'm used to climbing up much taller walls]

[But I should shake it loose and spare, what I have left.]

[Here comes the question how was Idaho? I failed the lesson there now I don't know.]

[Fate wasn't in existence that I could have guessed. Unlike a dog with a bone.]

[I guess I can't really walk on by. I wasn't built the way most others...]

- What's this - It's a instructions for all the problems.

- Details what to do in case he overheats or starts beeping at you.

- Hmm. Who would have thought. - If you're gonna to be here, you might as well help with maintenance.

[Clears throat]

Could you not?

No! - Shit!

- Amber! - Well I didn't know that it would blow away!

[Door slams shut]

[Footsteps on gravel]

[Door closes]

- What are you doing? - I need to get it back. It has all the instructions on what to do in case of an emergency.

- What you don't have it saved anywhere else?

- Like on a phone?

[Footsteps on gravel]

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

[Crow caws in distance]

[Foosteps in sand]

- Aren't you going to pull over?

- No.

- He needs help. - You see seriously want me to pick up a hitchhiker?

- Pull over! - I'm not picking up a hitchhiker!

- You picked me up. - That was different. I couldn't have left without you.

- You seen any other cars on this road recently?

[Car reversing]

- Hi! Hughie Martin. How you folks doing today?

- Looking for a ride? - As a matter of fact I am.

- Where you headed? - About a 3-hour drive north of here.

Or, as far as the two of you could take me I'd be grateful. - Of course!

[Arm hit]

- Hop in.

- So, how long have you two been dating? - Excuse me?

- Oh! oh sorry, I I didn't mean to assume. I just I just figured since the two of you were driving together...

- It's fine. - Speak for yourself.

- We aren't. - We actually just met. Yesterday.

- Oh, so you're a hitchhiker too?

- In a sense, yes.

- It's amazing how some people are just able to convince themselves to come with you.

- That's funny, because I think hitchhikers can really be useful in getting someone out of a serious bind.

- A serious bind that the traveler was easily able to get out of. - Oh definitely!

- Not having enough cash to pay for gas is a serious bind you could have gotten yourself out of.

- Should I leave? - No, Hughie. You're fine.

- So, Hughie, tell us about yourself. - Yeah! Well, uh my name is Hughie Martin, Hubert.

Uh, I've lived in Utah my entire life. I was actually heading down to the southern part of the state to do some Mission work.

You see, I'm a part of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

Well, I mean uh technically I'm on a brief uh Hiatus. Um, may I ask your names?

- I'm Amber, and this is Brandon. - Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you.

- You'll find out that it isn't.

[Soft desert wind blows]

- So, it can't go over 45 miles an hour?

[plastic bag rustling]

- Fascinating. - And it overheats.

- So, every couple of hours you got to pull over, let the engine cool off.

- There's like, nothing you can like do about that?

- In this heat?

I don't think even normal cars would last,much less Jack.

- And I was never as good as a mechanic. - You chose a strange time to drive through Utah with this car, Brandon.

- Really wasn't up to me.

[Rattles cigarettes]

- Oh, nope. It's against my religion. - Oh, shit. My bad.

- No, it's all right. Not everyone's familiar with us.

- Thought none of you guys really cared about all those rules. - Oh no, no. My brothers and I, we're very concerned about following the rules.

My mother raised us to follow the call and listen to everything the church says. So, yeah. It's it's very very important.

- I've heard bits about you guys. Aren't you always traveling with your mission partners?

- Yeah, uh.

Well, um I'm ashamed to say I haven't been completely truthful with the two of you.

As a missionary um you are allowed to call home twice a year.

Christmas and Mother's Day. That's the only contact with your family.

Uh. So, this Mother's Day,

I learned that my father has colon cancer.

- I'm so sorry. - The doctor said that he had a few months, so.

I just want to go back and see him one more time.

I contacted my superiors, but there's nothing that they can– that that they will do.

So, I uh, I snuck out.

They don't know that I've gone.

- I don't know if I'd follow a religion that forced you to live like that.

- Faith has gotten me this far and, um.

Well, it has to carry me the rest of the way. - You must, really like your dad to want to see him again.

- Of course. He's my father, he raised me.

- Someone being your dad and raising you doesn't mean you have to like him that much.

Wouldn't mind never seeing mine again. - Really?

What can make it that bad? - Dad broke his leg when I was a kid.

After that, things weren't really the same.

- My father wasn't the kindest man. But, he and I respected one another.

I think you've been dealt a harder hand in life than most. - Yeah.

Who do I talk to about getting dealt a new hand?

I'll be right back.

- Look, I uh. I know what it's like. The aftermath.

And all I can say is cherish the time you have with him.

I think you're making the right choice. - Thank you.

[Footsteps on sand]

[Phone camera clicks]

[Lonely guitar music plays]

- Making memories?

- With a phone of this quality? No.

[Haunting fiddle plays]

- Look. I'm I'm sorry about this morning I had no right.

- Wasn't your fault. I overreacted.

- Yeah, but I shouldn't have been in the tent. - That, wasn't what pissed me off, Brandon.

But, it's done now. It's fine.

[Haunting fiddle continues]

- I'm gonna go check on Jack. See if he's ready to go.

[Footsteps in sand] [Melancholic piano begins]

[Liquid pours]

[Footsteps in sand]

- Two you having problems?

- Hard to have anything else. Barely know each other.

- You know, on trips like these it can be easy to connect with people. Bond over shared experience.

- I'm not good at this kind of thing, Hughie. This wasn't supposed to be an experience with other people.

- I was just supposed to go and do it.

I don't know how to to be there for someone else. - You know, sometimes all it takes is to listen.

Maybe the best thing is not to say anything at all. - My brother was always better at that, than me.

Helping people, you know? - You have a brother?

- Yeah.

[Hood slams]

- Come on, let's get you home.

[Music slowly fades as engine noise rises]

- Thank you for giving me a ride.

Would the two of you like to come over to my house and join us for dinner? As my way of saying thank you?

[Knock on door]

- Do you think this is a good idea? - Of course it is.

- Has he seemed unusually quiet to you since he invited us?

- He's going against everything his family believes in right now.

And he wouldn't have invited us if he didn't think it was going to be okay. Right?

[Pot of water boils on stove]

- It must be nice to have Hughie home?

- I wasn't expecting to see him so soon.

- Are these small enough? - They're perfect. You're a great help.

- I help cut the vegetables for my mom. She'd slice her finger off if she was left with a knife.

- Do you cook with your mom often? - I mostly do it now.

- Well, it's always nice to have the extra help. - I hope she feels that way.

- I'm sure she's very proud. - You must be proud of Hughie and his brothers?

- Yeah. My proudest moment was when each of them were assigned to their mission.

- Do you miss them?

- it's strange how quiet the house can get with all of them gone.

- Never knew how lonely the quiet could be. - Thank you.

- Thank you for bringing him home.

[Dishes set down on table]

- So, how'd your mom react with you back? - Not well. Uh, if I'm being completely honest.

She's very faithful so this direct disobedience was difficult for her.

- Well, I mean you're sacrificing everything to come back and see your dad. I think that should be worth something.

- Well, in this family God is the highest priority. So, me coming back kind of felt like putting family above God to her.

- Is that really so horrible? - My brothers would have never done this.

So, does that make me the weak one? the one who wasn't able to do what was required of him?

- No. I think it makes you stronger because you have priorities.

Doesn't make you a bad person to choose for yourself.

- Where does your journey lie, Amber?

- My journey? - You and Brandon are on the same path but the two of you have very different journeys.

[Haunting fiddle plays]

- Uh, well I've always dreamt of going to Park City Utah. - What's waiting for you there?

- Drawing? - You draw?

Amber that's wonderful! Have you done much? - No.

Mom was always really against the idea, and said it would never really pan out.

- Can I see?

[Wallet unzips]

[Paper rustling]

- Um. This was my best friend when I was 12.

- Wow. Amber this is beautiful! - You think?

- Absolutely. You have a gift.

- Uh. My aunt runs a small gallery out in the city. She's the only relative I'm aware of, and I'm hoping I can make a fresh start.

- Sounds like a good place as any for a fresh start.

[Gentle piano chord]

[Birds chirp]

- Hughie's mom is going to make us some sandwiches.

- They're good people. Better than most I know.

Brandon, I have a quick question for you. - Yeah, what's up?

- I was wondering if you'd go a little out of your way and take me to Park City?

- Oh. - My aunt lives there and I figure that would be the best place for me to start over.

I know it's out of your way but I can pay the extra gas?

- Let me check something.

[Footsteps in gravel]

- I just need to calculate how many more miles it'll be.

It might work if we...

It's a nice ring. Is your mom? Nice, I mean. - Yeah, she is.

- What's it like? - What's what like?

- Having a nice mom? One that gives you sentimental gifts?

It's like she gave you a part of herself. - It's a relief, I guess.

Knowing that you matter, that you're safe.

- Could I hold it?

- Yeah.

[Hesitant fiddle music]

Hey, be careful. - Hey, I got it.

[Ring falls Tense fiddle music swells]

- I am so sorry, I didn't– - Didn't I just tell you to be careful?

- Hey, my mom wanted to ask... Are you two okay? - Brandon's mom's ring. I dropped it and it slipped down the!

- Ok! Hold on! Hold on!

Shit. Shit. Shit!

- I'm sorry. It was an accident I didn't mean– - I know! I'll talk to him it'll be okay.

- Hey, um. Are you?

- Yeah. Yeah I just needed a moment.

- Tomorrow I'll go get a shovel and I'll dig it out.

- Why don't you leave me your address and and I'll uh. I'll mail it to you.

- Brandon. Will you and Amber be staying the night?

- No, but thank you. I... We have to keep going. - All right, well.

I hope you two have safe travels.

- Thank you for having us. - It was lovely to meet you.

- Take care, Brandon. I'll get it back to you.

- Thank you, Hughie.

[Sliding door opens]

- We're leaving.

[Footsteps in gravel]

- I guess this is goodbye. - Be safe, Amber. You two take care of each other.

- Hey. I'll find it.

[Footsteps on gravel]

- Brandon– - Look. Get in.

[Car door opens]

- Look, I'm really sorry– - I'll take you to your stupid City and then I don't want to hear from you ever again.

[Car door closes]

[Engine starts]

[Tires on gravel]

[Wind blowing through open window]

- I really am sorry, Brandon.

[Bag opening]

[Loud chip crunch]

- I... I saw that you and Diane talked for a little.

What were you guys...

[Radio button pressed Sad music begins]

[Music turned off]

[Music turned on same sad music]

[Music turned off]

[Crickets chirp]

[Car door opens]

[Trunk door opens]

[Trunk door slammed shut]

[Footsteps on sand]

[Bag hits ground]

- I've never set up a tent before. - Do it yourself!

[Tent bag unzips]

- Just leave me to do all the work.

[Lighter scrape]

- Just like everyone else. Know-it-all prick.

[Liquid sloshes]

- So much for friends!

[Bottle clinks on ground]

[Birds chirp]

[Seat latches]

[Footsteps in sand]

[Bottle clinks]

[Tent rustles]

- Amber. Amber come on. We got to go.

[Amber groans]

[Tent unzips]

- Okay.

[Amber retches]

[Footsteps in sand]

- Hey! Hey. Slowly. All right? You got to rehydrate slowly.

Small sips.

[Breathing heavily]

[Engine roars]

- Why'd you drink yourself sick? - Can you just shove your head into someone else's business, Brandon. Okay?

You don't know what it's like. So, just shove it. Alright?

["The Cold Season" by James Isaac plays]

[The blood's not flowing. My hands are never warm.]

[Nothing's growing. What else could hold firm?]

[The seasons come. And all the shelter is gone]

[You can see my bones. They can't hold out for long.]

[Car door opens]

[Car window rolls down]

- It's happening more frequently. - The overheating?

- Yeah. Something's not right.

- And you're sure it's not just the heat? - I couldn't tell you.

I don't think it's the heat, but not sure he's going to make it. - Is there anything we can do?

- Not that I'm aware of. Besides taking him to a mechanic. - Should we call a tow truck?

- No. Last time I took him to a mechanic, they said the cost of replacing the parts that need to be replaced isn't worth the cost of Jack.

Better to just let him die and get a whole new thing.

- How long have you had Jack? - As long as I can remember.

- He's been passed down from kid to kid. My dad had him, then he gave him to my older brother, and then I got him.

- Where's your older brother?

[Footsteps in sand]

[Melancholic guitar picking begins]

[Sad fiddle music plays]

[Paper rustles]

[Footsteps in sand]

[Car door opens]

- You good? - How's your headache?

- Pretty much gone. Just resting my eyes.

I'm sorry, about earlier. And sorry, for last night.

- I appreciate the apology.

- It doesn't happen much. - What doesn't?

- Someone gives a shit?

No one's ever really cared enough to check up on me, so, thanks.

- You're welcome.

[Car door closes]

[Engine sputtering]

- It's just the heat. - Brandon. What do we do?

- We just keep driving as long as we can. The next town is just a couple miles up ahead of us.

If we can make it there–

[Engine dies]

- Brandon?

You okay? Hey, it's all right we'll figure something out.

Brandon? Brandon!

[Car door closes]

[Hood opens]

[Crows caw]

[Boot slamming into metal]

- Stop Brandon! Maybe it'll start up again!

[Boot slams into metal]

- Piece of shit! - Brandon stop. Stop!

[Footsteps in sand]

[Trunk door opens]

[Rustling backpack]

[Shovel smacks against tire]

- Brandon! What the hell are you doing?

- Jack. He was– he was supposed to last.

- He broke down. That's what cars do, they don't last. Nothing lasts forever!

- Oh, yeah? Why don't you try telling that to my parents.

[Heavy breathing and footsteps in sand]

- No, you know what? You know what, stop right there. Alright, don't follow me anymore.

I'm sick and tired of you lying and complaining, just go away! - Since when have I lied–

- You lied to get me to take you, you complain constantly about where to sleep, and you lost my mom's ring!

That was the last thing that she gave to me. - I thought you said she wasn't dead?

- No, worse.

[Footsteps in sand]

- Don't you understand that no one wants you around?

- And you think that you're so much better? You have been miserable this entire trip.

- I don't want to hear it– - There are other people in the world, Brandon. No, no! You need to hear exactly what I am going to say to you.

You are a piece of shit that has never had a care in the world. You complain that everyone else doesn't do your way, when I'm sure as hell you've never had anything–

- What do you know about me, Amber? Besides the fact that I'm the guy who gave you a ride out of that piece of shit place you call a town?

- You're a snob! You know some people in life have had it tough.

Some of us have had actual problems when I seriously doubt that you have!

- Well at least I don't drink all my problems away. I'm trying to do something constructive about it.

- Oh, yeah. Cuz yelling at me and driving a piece of junk across the desert is constructive.

- It's better than becoming exactly what you complain your parents are.

- You don't know– - And that's on you.

- Because you lash out at anyone who cares enough to ask.

[Footsteps in sand]

[Crow caws]

[Crickets chirp]

[Footsteps in sand]

[Cloth rustling]

[Liquid sloshing]

[Lighter scrapes]

[Heavy exhale]

- I never really knew what home felt like.

My parents were never really parents to me.

I didn't always drink. I used to enjoy being a kid.

When I was little, my parents would take me to the movies.

They'd tell me stories about Park City and the festival.

We'd drive for hours to get there. We'd get burgers.

My dad would tell me to turn around and then he steal one of my fries.

He said they always tasted better stolen.

We'd watch the movie and then on the way home, my mom would play songs on the radio to help me sleep.

I always woke up in my bed.

Never knew how I got there.

And then one day, a drunk driver hit dad and broke his leg.

The railroad dropped him and suddenly our little life was gone.

Dad never had time to play anymore. Said it hurt his leg.

So, he did the only thing that was left. Started drinking.

Even after the leg healed he never went back to work.

Anytime mom brought up the idea of work he would just fly off the handle.

I think the reason she never left him is cuz he never touched me.

But I guess the same rules didn't apply to her.

- Why'd you stay? - Where was I supposed to go?

I was 10.

Can't always be away from home in a town as small as mine.

I only ever dated one guy.

I never dated more than that.

But, after that the drinking got worse,

and I decided it was time to get the hell out of Dodge, and find a new place to go.

I've been saving up my money ever since.

You were my ticket out of that piece of shit place.

Brandon, I am so sorry.

I'm sorry about losing your mom's ring, and being an asshole this entire trip.

I used you to take care of myself.

- I forgive you. I'm so sorry you had to go through that.

No one should ever have to endure that. It's inhumane.

- Nothing humane about em.

But I do miss them.

Jack's not a car.

Jack, my older brother, this whole trip was his idea.

It was going to be our special trip before I went to college.

We were going to the Rocky Mountains to seek, adventure and lands beyond the horizon.

Sort of like one last hurrah for the two of us.

I never liked road trips. I think they're stupid.

Get in a car, sit there for hours.

Flying is so much easier it's quicker and so much less painful.

Jack was the one who started working on it.

He spent hours fixing up this car.

He had an natural thing for the mechanics.

I was trash at it, but I'd hold the light and we'd sit there and talk about whatever.

It became our time together.

Jack could never make heads or tails of school. Mathematics was something for just my mom and I.

And I was terrible at surfing. Could barely stay up on the board.

He was a natural at it.

Fixing up the car became our connection.

How we held on to each other.

This trip was Jack's idea of a great story.

The Adventures of Brandon and Jack. That's how he always used to put it.

I asked him one time why my name came first.

He said he couldn't imagine the trip without me.

The most important part of his life

And then, he died.

- How did he die?

- He was a total surfer. Always out on the water.

And one day when he was out, he saw a little kid that was drowning.

Being Jack, of course he went to go save the kid.

He would never done anything else.

He got to the kid, put him on his board and pushed the board onto the next wave.

Unfortunately, there was a rip current that Jack didn't know about.

He was already so far from the coast.

They found his body days later.

Dad arranged to closed casket funeral.

There was nothing the mortician could do.

And Mom... Mom couldn't–

They gave him the heroic act award.

That's all I have left of my brother.

[Footsteps in sand]

- You think he'll be okay?

- Yeah, it'll be fine. I'll get a a tow truck to come get him.

- So, about last night... - No we don't have to talk about it.

- No one's ever really taken the time to sit and listen to me before. So, thank you.

- You're welcome.

[Engine rumbles]

[Footsteps in gravel]

[Engine rumbles]

[Upbeat guitar music begins]

- Hey, you kids looking for a ride? - Yes, sir. We're trying to get to Park City.

- Well you're in luck, I'm headed there now. I'll take you.

- Thank you.

- So, what happened to you two? What happened you need a ride out here?

- Well, I'm Amber and this is Brandon. And Brandon lived in California...

[Dialogue becomes indistinguishable]

[Percussive drums begin]

[Circkets chirp]

- I wish I had the chance to say goodbye to you.

I looked up to you like crazy.

You know, it wasn't that hard, the funeral.

The hardest part was watching Mom.

She was torn apart. Cried on your casket.

Dad could barely lift up his head.

[Somber guitar picking]

They always say no parent should have to bury their child, but.

No one ever talks about the sibling.

[Quiet piano chords]

- You remember those parties mom used to have?

She was the life and heart of every one of them. You couldn't get her to stop talking.

She doesn't talk anymore. It's like she's somewhere else waiting for you.

Dad says they'll both heal one day, but.

I don't think he even believes that.

Just hides in his work so that he can't see that you're gone.

I miss you.

I miss our normal.

I miss your poor attempts to teach me to surf. The fact that we can never agree on music.

You always insisted on playing that dumb surfer stuff. Even when I yelled at you to turn it down.

[Melancholy fiddle]

- You could fix everything.

I wish like hell you were still here.

Just so I could have the chance to say goodbye.

[Sad music]

Goodbye, Jack.

[Cityscape noises begin]

- Where you going to go? - My aunt runs her art gallery out here.

I'm going to see if she'll let me work for her. You?

- I've got someone I gotta call. - You're not going to Colorado?

- I got to go home.

This goodbye then? - Oh! I have something for you.

[Cloth rustling]

- I uh, want you to have this. I made it for you.

[Curious fiddle music begins] - It's beautiful.

[Paper blows in breeze and cloth rustles]

- I think this is goodbye, now. - Been a crazy couple of days.

- I wouldn't trade 'em for the world. - Me neither

- Bye, Brandon. - Goodbye, Amber.

[Uplifting music swells]

[Footsteps on grass]

- Bye.

[Footsteps on walkway]

- Hey, Mom. Yeah, yeah. I'm alright.

I'm coming home.

[Footsteps on walkway]

[paper rustles dogs bark]

[Hopeful music swells]

[Footsteps on concrete]

["It All Fades But You" by James Isaac plays]

[Hang on to your branches, we're blowing in the breeze.]

[Watch leaves and their dances, It's not yet their time to freeze.]

[Let's not cling to the trees.]

[Cuz the sun sets early and you're worried you're not in enough a hurry.]

[We were running through the piles of, things we had raked up,]

[I must have ran a dozen miles 'til you scraped me up. Brought me in and fixed your coffee cup.]

[And as I got warm you were alone I said under my breath, "Girl, not for long."]

[Now tell me where could I go for a better view?]

[What could I hold onto, knowing it all fades but you?]

[We have an old one worn car and drive it through the fog.]

[I'll say I want a kid and you'll say you want a dog. Let's not get ahead of ourselves I can barely see the boulevard.]

[Just play a record I haven't heard, tell me what it means in your own words.]

[Now tell me where could I go for a better view?]

[What could I hold on to knowing it all fades but you.]

[Vocalization]

[As we dress up for the weather cover our heads with touque's.]

[Put on a knitted sweater, I'll grab my old duck boots.]

[Even though winter's comin', we can Fall how we choose!]

[Oh candle sniffin', huggin', kissin', dyin' waitin' for Thanksgiving all these things I hold on to.]

[But it all fades but you! Where could I go for a better view?]

[Where could I hold on to knowing it all fades...]

[it all fades but you.]