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The destination
is on the right.

467 Lakeshore Drive, North Bay.

¶ I want you to touch me
Tease me, fill me ¶

¶ Touch me, tease me, fill me ¶

¶ My body, my body, yeah ¶

¶ Make me feel
Like I'm your one ¶

I'm going to kill him.

This place is pretty legit.

My mom's dream home
away from civilization.

Well, it's cool.

Not a lot
of places like this around here.

I prefer the camper way more

than this fishbowl on steroids.

Of course you do.

Come on.

Come on.

Nathan.

You know it's not
a crime to go swimming.

I know.

- What's that?
- Shit.

Boots!

Okay, so
I should get back to work.

Yeah, I'll text you.

Yeah.

Where were you?

Work, traffic.

Oh, Boots.

He found that stupid hole

next to your stupid house.

Oh, honey.

We're ready for Boots.

Why'd you let me call him Boots?

He has stripes.

Makes no sense.

You should call your dad.

Why?

He loved Boots.

Well, maybe he shouldn't
have abandoned him

because of his
girlfriend's allergies.

Call your dad.

Aster.

-What?
-Learn how to communicate

like a human being.

This is a emoji intervention.

Fine.

Oh.

Boots is dead.

He plummeted
to his death in a lonely,

isolated subdivision,
away from all of his friends.

Sorry, she's
very emotional right now.

What?

Oh, my God.

Okay.

Thanks.

What the hell was that?

That was Rachel.

Does she not have a phone,

or does Dad just like,

give her everything?

Mom?

Your father...

...had a heart attack
in the bathtub,

and he drowned.

I didn't even know
he took baths.

I've already seen this episode.

Cami, hi, it's Susan.

Just checking in
for an update. Um.

Let me know when
we can expect a personal--

Aster?

Time to eat.

Why are you
shaving your sweater?

De-pilling.

Dessert for breakfast?

You bought them.

What are you going to wear?

Pick a dress.

-A dress?
-Yeah, it's a funeral.

Not everything has to be
a political statement.

Pants haven't qualified

as a political statement

for like 100 years.

Stop being difficult.

Stop being so weird.

You hate him.

We don't have to play
all Stepford Wives

to impress his stupid friends.

Hate is a strong word.

You hate him, I hate him,

it's kind of our thing.

At least we'll be
dressed respectably

while everyone's
talking behind our backs.

It starts at three,
so be ready by 12:30.

I know how time works.

Continue on the Ontario
11 South for 90 kilometers.

But taxes on cap and trade

are effective if done well.

Scientists and economists agree
that when the government--

Your destination
is on the right.

690 West Street, Toronto.

We have every right to be here.

I know.

Don't let anyone make you feel

like you owe them
an explanation.

Stand up straight, look them
in the eye, or walk away.

Or kick them.

Don't kick anyone.

Can I kick Jane?

Maybe Jane.

Dad hated classical music.

She ruined the place.

- Aster.
- Gabby.

Gabby,
I'm so glad you came.

How are you?

Your mom called my mom,

this whole thing is so sad.

It's stupid.

You didn't have to come.

Of course I did.

Have you seen her yet?

I'm going to look around.

- Drink?
- Yes.

Okay.

I was just
looking for the restroom.

Well, it hasn't moved
since you lived here.

My condolences.

Thank you.

She is going to get

so many sympathy likes.

Hashtag funeral, hashtag sad.

Hashtag
little black dress.

So how's it going with Nathan?

I don't even know anymore.

You know how men are.

Yeah.

So selfish.

Cami Hayes?

It's Boden again.

Oh, my goodness.

Surprised to see you here.

Well, Craig is Aster's father.

Of course.

Poor baby.

So did a little bird
tell me that you left the city?

I built a house in the country.

Aww, that's lovely.

It must be nice to be isolated

from all the craziness, right?

So is there anyone
special in your life?

No, I'm just focusing on work

and raising my daughter
to be an independent woman.

Oh, there's plenty of time for
that, you're still a total fox.

-I'm going to get some air.
-Mm-hmm, it's okay.

Call me if you need anything.

Yeah, thanks.

Okay.

¶ Oh, my little darling ¶

¶ You must've
Come from the sea ¶

¶ With all the little fishes ¶

¶ Pretty as can be ¶

¶ Oh, my little darling ¶

¶ You must've
Come from the ground ¶

¶ With all of
Those little June bugs ¶

¶ Crawling all around ¶

¶ Oh, my little darling ¶

Hi.

Hi.

I'm Talulah.

What are you doing?

Collecting insects,

frogs, sometimes you could find

really tiny ones,
but you aren't supposed

to touch those ones,
because if you do,

their moms will eat them.

Hmm.

-Mom, are you ready?
-Mm-hmm.

Take care
of yourself, okay?

What'd you think?

That Dad has boring friends
with bad taste in music.

How are you feeling?

Fine.

You know what fine really means.

Mom, can we not right now?

Feelings inside not expressed.

Sometimes fine
actually just means fine.

I don't want to talk.

See you.

Is that for school?

Is that for school?

Nope.

Hey, what do you think
the deal is with Dad's will?

There's really no telling how
much money there's going to be.

Mom, he's loaded.

I mean, look around
at your alimony.

Hey, I earned this.

Do I need to remind you?

I'm reminded, thank you.

Anyways, I'm assuming
Dad didn't forget that Rainbow

wasn't his only daughter.

Talulah.

Anyway, there's no
telling from the outside

what's really
going on with people.

Okay, well I'm really
not in the mood

for your spiritual
inquiry, so whatever.

Well, what about
a dinner inquiry?

- Lasagna?
- Yep.

Great talk.

¶ I'm not done crying ¶

Hey Jenny, I just made dinner,
and I-- I know it's last minute,

but, I know, it's been forever.

Of course, 100%,
more notice next time.

Mom, I can't find
my microphone.

He hasn't paid
the mortgage in six months.

What does the bank say?

It'll all go up for auction.

The furniture,
the house, everything.

We can keep
a few clothes and things.

You have family nearby?

I have no family.

Friends?

Not since I became
a homewrecker.

Do you need a place to stay?

Until you get back on your feet?

With you?

No.

Well, I'm sure you--

you'll figure it out.

Anyway, Craig
had insurance, so...

we'll be fine.

It was nice of you to come,
but we don't need your help.

Price check,
price check, please.

Put the rest back.

Dad always buys shrimp.

Talulah, I said no.

Go, come on.

So, $84.28.

Thanks.

You know what?

Can you take those off?

Too many calories anyway, huh.

Mom.

Let's go.
Next time, okay? I promise.

What's eviction mean?

Fuck.

Who texted?

Never mind.

Go to sleep.

Oh no, don't help,
just-- just relax.

Well, I can't help you
if you don't like what I do.

Your perfectionism is really
bad for your mental health.

Don't you dare leave that
for me to clean up.

I'm not your slave, just--

I wasn't going to.

Good.

What the fuck?

What are they doing here?

This is your house
in the country?

Craig had your address
in his phone, so I, um...

If the offer
still stands, that is?

Of course.

What offer?

This is not what I expected.

Cool pool!

Well, book sales were good,

so I figured, what the hell?

Your play room
is awesome.

Such a mess.

I'm right in the midst
of a crazy deadline on a book.

Oh, yeah, how's that
going on, by the way?

I don't want us to
be an imposition,
so if it's too much...

I'm roommates
with my dad's mistress.

That's the tour.

What's that?

Oh, that's, huh,
the camper I lived in

when we were building
this place.

Aster was at school, so--

Great, we'll take it.

-I'm his wife.
-What?

I'm married to your father,
I'm not his mistress.

Yeah, well, not anymore.

Go away.

Can we talk?

No.

Aster.

Be reasonable.

Like you?

Your need to be a saint,
it's pathological.

This is the worst thing
you could've actually done.

Aster.

Oh, no.

Well, hello.

Are you hungry?

But I need to get into
the house, we need our clothes.

Okay, we can arrange
a time for that,

Mrs. Hayes, but the
foreclosure is final.

I have a kid, we had to sleep
in our car the other night.

Right, the BMW?

Well, we'll have
to repossess that as well--

What are you drawing?

It's random sketches, mostly.

For your books?

You know about my books?

My dad lets me
read them at the library.

Wow.

-What'd he tell you about them?
-He told me that

she's my sister,
but only I know that,

because you changed her name.

Do I look like my dad?

Yeah, you do.

That's what everybody says.

What's your next book about?

Just between us?

I have no idea.

You can't just go over there.

-Why not? She has food.
-We have food.

Disgusting shredded wheat.

Not even the frosted kind.

This is our space, and
you need to stay here, okay?

So we're in jail?

Yeah, we're in jail, and
you can thank your dad for that.

It's a beautiful day.

I'm in the middle
of something, Mom.

Get up, you're watching TV
in the middle of the day

and that's something
depressed people do.

-We're going shopping.
-Mindless consumption is

everything that's wrong
with the world right now.

Says the girl glued to YouTube.

Get dressed, we're leaving in
a minute.

I can pick my own clothes, Mom!

Talulah.

So your mom's cool with this?

Can I play a song?

¶ I love you so ¶

¶ Baby, don't you know ¶

¶ I love you so ¶

¶ It's you ¶

¶ I adore ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ Now, baby dear ¶

¶ Now listen here ¶

¶ I want you to know ¶

¶ How much
I really care for you ¶

¶ It's you ¶

¶ I adore ¶

Back of the store,

all kinds of seasonal--

Wow, five-year
warranty, that's good.

Don't you think there's already
enough toasters in the world?

I like my toast slightly brown.

Dad likes his burnt
on one side with marmalade.

- Gross.
- So gross, right?

-Alarm clock. Can you help us
find an alarm clock?
-Yep.

Okay, what the hell's
going on with that?

With what?

She talks about him
like he's still alive.

You know what that is?

Feelings inside not expressed.

Paint
to customer service, please.

Do you think
Gabby's bringing a coffee maker?

Mom, I don't
need a coffee maker.

What about the toaster?

I don't need a toaster either.

Don't be silly,
I mean, you can't rely

on Gabby to bring everything.

I'm not going back.

But,

I know the first year is hard,

it's a transitional time.

This year is going to be better.

Mom, Mom, I'm being serious.

You can't drop out,

you have no choice.

Actually, a lot of

successful people

are college dropouts.

Lady Gaga,
Oprah, Mark Zuckerberg.

-Is this about your father?
-No!

I hope it's not about that guy.

-What guy?
-The guy I saw
sneaking out of your camper.

You're spying on me?

Do you know how much
of a weirdo you are?

Look
at how cool this is.

What is it?

It's a terrarium maker.

I'm going to put it on my
Christmas list.

Someone might as well get
something nice while we're here.

There you go.

Lovely daughters.

I mean, you guys
could be sisters, but.

Ew, she's not her daughter.

No, my dad had
two families, actually.

Me and my mom
are more like the...

starter family, so to speak.

But her,
she's the real deal, though.

You know, if you're not
going to go back to college,

you're going to
have to start paying rent.

Why, so I can be forced
to live with you

and the woman who ruined
our lives

in the middle of nowhere?

You know, believe it or not,

everything is not
always all about you.

But I still have
to put up with them.

And for what, like,
yeah, Dad was an asshole

who screwed them over,
but guess what, Mom.

He screwed us over too.

You don't need to
remind me about that.

This isn't my ideal
living situation either,

but they were living in a car.

So does Rachel have to pay rent?

Rachel is not my daughter.

She's almost young
enough to be though, isn't she?

You know Rachel
dropped out of college too,

just like Mike Zuckerberg,
except she met your father

and she married him and she had

a kid and
she didn't think about a career.

Do you think that's
working out for her now?

Hi.

I was just, uh,
doing some laundry.

- I didn't mean...
- It's fine.

Nice one, Mom.

I'm not doing your laundry
anymore, either.

Tuly, what is that?

It's a terrarium kit.

Cami got it for me
for Christmas.

Let me guess,
you're going hiking.

Nope, swimming, but I'm
not supposed to go by myself.

-Where's your mom?
-She's basically just staring
at the wall of our camper.

I guess it's like,
actually a door.

Well, you know, I'm
really behind on delivering

this next draft of my book.

How long does it take to drown?

I'm not sure.

A few minutes, I guess?

Does it hurt?

I don't know.

Well.

I'm not afraid of swimming.

You're such a good swimmer!

You're good with kids.

Less so with teenagers.

Surprised you didn't have more.

I wanted to, but,
Craig said one was enough.

Well, the insurance should
be settled any day now, so.

We'll be out of your hair.

Talulah, come on.

Give me five.

The point in knocking
is to actually

wait for an answer
before you come in.

Why don't you at least
register for your classes?

I-- I tried doing it,
and I can't.

I think you're being impulsive.

I'm not being impulsive
if I've thought about it.

Well, what are you
going to do if you stay here?

I just don't want you
to have regrets.

I thought you'd be happy.

You know, keeping me
in your lair,

spying on my every move.

Why don't you just register

so you at least
have that option?

Why don't you just
stay out of my business?

I don't bug you with your life,

like how you haven't
finished a book in two years,

or how you just decide to hide
from society like the beast,

or how you haven't
dated anyone since Dad.

You think I'm a beast?

The beast, from like,
Beauty and the Beast.

Well, as the only woman
in this family that works,

-I'm going to go
back to my picture book.
-Mom, no--

Ow, Mom!

¶ Oh my little darling ¶

¶ You must've
Come from the sea ¶

¶ With all those little fishes ¶

¶ Pretty as can be ¶

¶ And oh, my little darling ¶

¶ You must've
Come from the ground ¶

¶ With all of
Those little June bugs ¶

¶ Crawling all around ¶

You haven't dated
anyone since Dad.

Mrs. Hayes,
I'm calling about the claim

on Craig Hayes'
life insurance policy.

Yes.

Um, it's been denied.

And I'm very sorry.

Your husband hasn't paid
the premiums in six months,

so the policy is void,
and there's virtually no way

that we can--

Prick.

Hi.

Hi.

Can I buy you another beer?

You can buy me a martini.

- Okay.
- And I wear a size
seven and a half.

You're on.

¶ Got something
That I really want ¶

¶ You're going the
Softball route, it's true ¶

Oh, my God!

What do you got?
Pressure time.

Let's see what you're made of,
let's see what you're made of!

Whoa!

¶ Going to dance with you ¶

Mom?

Everything okay?

I had a dream that Dad was dead.

Did you tell your mom?

She's not here.

Well, she told me to take care
of you while she was gone.

Would you like some warm milk?

Yeah.

¶ Then let him go ¶

¶ Didn't think
That I would make ¶

All right.

These are the best.

Do my teeth look crazy?

You're fun.

I'm married.

I mean, I used to,
oh, wait, I still am.

No, no.

I'm a widow.

Bye.

Hey, can I,
can I get your number?

$19.

Uh, here.

Here, lady, read.

It's $19.

Don't call me lady.

I'm 32, in my fucking prime.

Women hit their sexual peaks
in their 30s, so yeah.

Peak sexuality.

It's $19, ma'am.

Okay, okay, hold on, sir.

Do you need anything?

Money.

Here.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

This is my friend.

Yeah.

Your mom was right.

I made all the mistakes.

All the wrong choices.

Soon I'll die
an old broke widow.

Well, not soon, just, later.

- There you are.
- Oh, no, your bike.

Morning.

God, you scared me.

Big night?

No.

I'm sure you
needed to blow off steam.

There isn't going to be
any insurance money.

Did you double-check everything?
Because insurance companies
are scam artists.

Wouldn't even know
where to start.

You should check the details,
the loopholes,

what you can keep you're not
aware of, what's in your name,

what's yours from
before the marriage.

Do you have
his financial records?

They're at the house.

- Want me to take a look?
- Mom!

-Hi.
-Are you sick?

-You look sick.
-I am not sick.

But I am a surprisingly
good bowler.

- I'm hungry.
- There's cereal.

The milk
is all chunky.

So am I.

Here you go.

Morning.

Jesus, this is a--

Nightmare?

Mrs. Hayes?

That's me.

Can we just go over
a few things quickly?

Watch your back.

Did you pay for that?

Don't be a narc.

Hey, can we go?
I really hate this place.

Me too.

Talulah.

This is the last time
we'll ever be here.

Anyway, it doesn't matter.

It's a beautiful table.

It's a shame to let it go.

- Steer right, Mom!
- I'm going right,

- I can hear you.
- This is very heavy.

-Put it down?
-Yeah, drop it.

This is not going to work.

-Uh, it's--
-It looks amazing.

What is it?

Oh, it's nothing, it's just,

another one of Craig's
speeding tickets.

We should go
through all your statements

for the past few years,
find out if there's any debts

where you're a co-signer,
and figure out

what your assets
were before the marriage.

I don't have any assets.

I need a job.

You and Aster both.

That girl needs to learn
some self-direction.

Especially if she's going to
abandon her education.

Well, as the, uh, poster
child for that life decision,

I'm happy to
take her job hunting.

You're welcome to try.

My mom thinks that
if I don't finish college,

my only option will be
to sell used underwear

on the internet or something.

- Yours or hers?
- Oh, my God.

The reaction on her face.

I mean, it would be
worth it just for that.

-Oh--
-All right, well, okay.

-Well, good luck.
-You too.

Hi.

I-- I'm Rachel.

Nice to meet you.

I'm actually looking for a job.

I'm very wine literate.

Sorry, sir,
do you know where your

vegan bacon options are?

I'm sorry, ma'am, I only
work with carcasses.

Interview time?

Yeah.

Just wanted to say hi.

I put in a good word for you.

I'll thank you later.

Um, you know, most of
my experience is in reds,

and whites,
and roses, and sparkling.

I'm very wine literate.

Whoa!

Oh, you know, you could actually
work here.

Yeah, what else
have I got to do?

I'm a broke widow without
a single marketable skill.

I live with
my husband's ex-wife,

and oh, special hobbies,

drinking with his teenage
dropout daughter.

Very nice.

Oh, you are hired.

Can I ask you something?

About my dad, and the affair.

Did you feel like the worst
person in the world?

I felt like shit,
literally all the time.

You and your mom, you were
so theoretical to me then,

it-- it's easy for me to feel
like I was the victim.

I sound terrible.

It is what it is.

¶ Happy birthday,
Mr. President ¶

Where did you get that?

Where did you get it
is the better question.

Mother.

You look ridiculous,
take it off.

Are you having an affair?

Oh, my God, you are.

-Who is he?
-It's no one, it doesn't
matter anyway.

I'm not giving it back
until you tell me who it is.

-Give it back!
-No, I'm not giving it back.

Mom!

Give it back!

Stop! Ow! Mom.

What is wrong with you?

Are you insane?

Jesus, learn how to take a joke.

What was you and Craig's
child support arrangement?

Um, about $4000 a month,
I think.

You think?

Uh, no, it was $4000.

I don't see any payments
in his bank statements.

Well, he hasn't paid me
in the past year or so.

So you knew he was broke.

Well, I thought you did too.

I guess I-- I didn't realize
you guys were in touch.

Only when we had to be.

So he must've told you then,

that Aster asked us for money?

Why?

She wants to go
traveling in South America.

I don't know.

Right there and--

Has Talulah spoken to you
at all about her birthday?

Only about 100 times.

She wants to have
a dinner party, a real one,

a grown up one.

It would just be us, but...

Sounds fun.

Thanks.

I don't want that thing
anywhere near me, Talulah.

It's just a crab, you don't
have to be scared about it.

I can't wait to
show this to Dad.

Talulah.

Honey, your dad...

I know, Mom.

I know.

-Okay.
-I made a mistake.

Stop telling me he's dead.

- Should I go get her?
-I got it, Cami.
Thank you.

Who wants ice cream?

Let's do it. Great.

A scoop of bubblegum,
a scoop of strawberry,

and mint chocolate chip, please.

Those don't go together at all.

Yes, they do.

Hey, there you go.

Oh, my gosh, Tuli.

Mm.

Thanks so much.

First paycheck.

Honey, is that Gabby?

Why is she with your boyfriend?

- It's none of your business.
- -You think you can

have sex with
your best friend's boyfriend

on my property and somehow

that's none of my business?

Well, apparently not.

This caginess, hiding things,
it's just like your father.

Here goes the father card.

I would think that you
of all people

would know the pain

your selfishness is causing.

You know, you don't
actually have to project

all of your own bullshit
onto every situation, right?

I don't even know
the person I raised.

Is that why you don't
want to go back to school,

'cause you want to
hang out with some loser

-who cheats on his girlfriend?
-You're driving me crazy.

- Cami, maybe we should all just calm down.
- Stay out of this, okay?

She can't say anything
because cheaters are losers?

All cheaters
are terrible people.

Dad's a bad person,
Rachel's a bad person,

- I'm the worst person.
- -You're twisting my words.

Oh, and here's a thought.

Maybe it is possible

not to be so judgmental

and condescending all the time.

Especially since
you've been dressing up

like a Victoria's
Secret model in

-your spare time.
-Mind your own business,

Aster Hayes. I haven't
done anything that

- I'm ashamed of.
- Fine, you're perfect.

- What is it?
- Another one of Craig's

speeding tickets?

Talulah, come on.

You can stay as long
as you want, really,

it's no trouble.
I'm sorry for losing my temper

uh, um, in the car.

Mom, can we please stay?

Get in the car, Talulah.

What about my birthday party?

- Get in the car.
- -Where are you going to go?

Oh, it's this place,
you wouldn't know it,

it's called the Glenwood Motel.

It's only five minutes
from here.

I hate this place.

I'm sorry.

¶ Oh, my little darling ¶

Hey, you've reached Gabby .

Who even leaves
voicemails anymore?

Okay, bye--

What you did was fucked up.

-Gabby, I'm sorry.
-I know you're sorry.

But it's just a shame,
because I didn't even

really like him that much.

But I liked you a lot.

Are you going to forgive me?

I doubt it.

It's after midnight.

It's my birthday.

- Hello?
- - Talulah's been through enough,

and I'm too tired to
argue with her about a birthday.

Morning, it is 11 a.m.
and time now for
a weather check.

It's going to be
a gorgeous day out there.

Don't forget
your hats and sunscreen...

Oh, shit. Hello.

Hi, it's Susan.
What's the holdup?

You've blown
the deadline three--

Yes, I'm acutely aware
of that, I know.

And we need to see a draft of

Fiona Takes Flight
and that's it.

Look, I am not
going to have it ever.

-What do you think of that?
The contra--

¶ Well teach me, baby ¶

Hey!
You guys don't have to ring, just come right in.

¶ Little show and tell ¶

Come on.

I'd rather not.

¶ How to keep ¶

¶ From loving you well ¶

Wow. Lovely presentation.

I'm so grown up.

This is the best
birthday party ever.

It was all your mom's idea.

- Aperitif?
- Mm-hmm.

Happy birthday, loser.

¶ Just accepting
How far you are away ¶

Awesome!

It's vintage.

Thank you so much.

Did you know my mom's
going to get me an iguana?

After we move out of the motel.

You look pretty, sweetie.

To Talulah!

- Talulah!
- Me!

¶ Don't let it fly ¶

¶ Even though
That's what a sweet love ¶

¶ Baby, baby,
What you do to me ¶

Almost perfect.

Aster, you're going to
have to move faster

than that
if you want to get anywhere.

Mm.

That's perfect.

¶ Oh baby What you doing to me ¶

Here's your present, Talulah.

Thank you.

Whoa, these are legit.

You can come over
and swim anytime you want.

Sweetie, come here.

¶ Hey, yay, yay, yay ¶

¶ Hey, yay, yay, yay ¶

Cake?

You can have
as much as you want.

I spent the whole day cooking,
and you want to eat a gross

grocery store cake?
It's bad and it has chemicals.

-Well at least we
know it's bad, right?
-Mm-hmm.

No surprises.

¶ But I love you ¶

¶ Yes, I love you ¶

You know what?

-We should go.
-Mom, we just got here.

I know, honey,
but this was a mistake.
Let's go back to the motel,

we'll still have
a really fun night.

I've done
a lot for you and Talulah.

Oh, for Craig, right?

I'm sure you were so comforting

while you were sneaking around
behind my back.

It's more complicated than that,
as I'm sure you would know.

You know,
as fucked up as this is,

I never would've
known about you and Craig

if you'd just
stayed out of my life.

You slept with Dad?

That's who you've been seeing?

-He needed me and I loved him.
-You're not
the victim here, Mom.

- What happened to us was an injustice.
- It was ten years ago!

Wait, are you kidding?

You think I wanted
to ruin your life?

-Is that why you did all this?
-Oh, am I supposed to
be fine with everything

and not have any feelings?

Well, I am not a fucking saint!

¶ Keep in your hands
You're never going to keep me ¶

¶ But I love you ¶

Fuck!

Fucking cake!

I can't deal with this.

Aster, do not leave in
the middle of a conversation.

Honey, will you go
watch some TV for a little bit?

-Let the adults talk.
-Okay, so now

I'm too young to be
in a conversation.

¶ I really love you ¶

¶ Really, baby, you do ¶

You know
the worst part about this?

¶ Hey, yay, yay, yay ¶

Being here.

¶ Hey, yay, yay, yay ¶

It started to feel like home.

Talulah!

Aren't you too young
to be sitting up front?

If you get killed by the airbag,
it's not my fault.

Gone.

-What'd you want?
-Um, I don't know.

Well, we didn't
really have dinner.

Oh, my God. Why are old people
obsessed with phone calls?

I'm going to kill her.

Just give her some space, Cami.

At least it was memorable,
as far as birthday parties go.

Thanks.

Dad always used to bring me here

whenever he'd come and visit.

He thought it was
my favorite place.

It was always super awkward.

What's that?

It's Dad.

And you've been
carrying this around?

And why?

You know that he's dead, right?

And you know
being dead lasts forever?

I just wanted to...
pretend for a while.

Yeah.

We should dump these.

Put your flashlight on.

Come on, be careful.

Okay.

I don't know
if this is legal.

I didn't want
to have her.

Talulah?

Yeah.

I love her, but...
God, it's a slog sometimes.

I almost killed Aster once.

Craig and I were
going to this party,

and I was wearing
these ridiculous high heels

and carrying her downstairs,

and I fell.

She was so little. I don't know
how I managed to hold onto her.

Still have a scar.

Yeah, but you didn't let her go.

You probably could now
though, if you wanted to.

Letting go is not
my strong suit.

You don't say.

Would it be crazy if
we just... called it even?

Talulah.

Talulah, wake up.

Maybe we should do it
somewhere else.

He drowned, so...

Yeah.

So what else did he like?

Ready?

¶ Oh, my little darling ¶

¶ You must've come
From the trees ¶

¶ Falling out of them branches ¶

¶ Falling all over me ¶

¶ And oh, my little darling ¶

¶ You won't be mine forever ¶

¶ You weren't made for me ¶

¶ You were made to be free ¶

Talulah, ew.

Hey.

-You're filthy.
-Mm-hmm.

-Want to have a bath? Yeah.
-Yeah.

I'm glad you're here.

Okay.

Been a little unhinged lately.

I mean, no offense.

I don't know.

Maybe I am unhinged.

I think I actually
like you better that way.

Mom?

Aster!

¶ I love you so ¶

¶ Baby, don't you know ¶

¶ I love you so ¶

¶ It's you ¶

¶ I love so ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ Now, baby dear ¶

¶ Now listen here ¶

¶ I want you to know ¶

¶ How much
I really care for you ¶

¶ It's you ¶

¶ I adore ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ Now, baby dear ¶

¶ Now listen here ¶

¶ I want you to know ¶

¶ How much
I really care for you ¶

¶ It's you ¶

¶ I adore ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ I love you so ¶

¶ Baby, don't you know ¶

¶ I love you so ¶

¶ It's you ¶

¶ I adore ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ Now, baby dear ¶

¶ Now listen here ¶

¶ I want you to know ¶

¶ How much
I really care for you ¶

¶ It's you ¶

¶ I adore ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶

¶ Rain or no ¶