All language subtitles for Lift.Me.Up.2015.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Hey. You ready to go
back to school today?

Ugh!

Maybe you ought to go
for a run with me.

A physical activity
might be good for...

Ugh!

♪♪

♪ Nail me to your
self-righteous cross ♪

♪ Forgive me for
what I've done ♪

♪ And what I am ♪

♪ Your wicked confidence
is holes and lies ♪

♪ I may be a young woman ♪

♪ But some of us have eyes ♪

♪ La la la la ♪

♪ La la la la ♪

♪ I'm crying out
of frustration ♪

♪ You are such a lost cause ♪

♪ And it's such a waste ♪

♪ How can you forgive a
wrong that wasn't done? ♪

♪ You have to be the only one ♪

♪ Who never was ♪

♪ Now I'm sifting through
the insignificance ♪

♪ And I'm dying just to find ♪

♪ Redemption ♪

- ♪ La la la la ♪ -

- ♪ La la la la ♪ -

Oh, good. You like the cereal.

I wasn't sure.

Hey, I would really
appreciate it

if we didn't text
while we were eating.

Yes, sir, Captain
Table Etiquette.

That's "Gunnery Sergeant
Table Etiquette" to you.

It's been six years.

- And I still have to remind myself, don't
set a place - for her at the table.

I didn't do it all
through her chemo.

Maybe it's because I knew
she was at the hospital.

But now, it's...

- Some days it just feels like I haven't
talked to her - in a few hours, you know?

That's it. I'm done.

Who else experiences that?

Memories like dominoes.

I'd hear a song on the radio.

It would remind me
of the drive-thru

the week before.

And that would remind me of
Amy's favorite milkshake.

And suddenly I'm crying in
the middle of a Best Buy,

making a big scene.

This morning, at
the gas station,

bawling like a baby

'cause I entered the stupid...

debit card PIN
number at the pump

instead of running the
card as a credit.

She always hated that.

And that's why we
share these stories.

I am not alone.

I am not alone.

- Hey, did you eat?
- Can you knock?

-You hungry? -I'm on the phone.

Yeah, I can see that.
You know, it's

a little late for the phone.
Who you talking to?

Just because you married
my mom, you think you get

to play dad?

Who are you talking to?

It's me, Mr. Donelson.

- Stephen Jansen. -

You met him at the wedding and
the funeral and a million

other times.

Oh. Wooden plates.

-That's me. -Hi, Stephen.

Well, look. Um, don't
make it too late, okay?

You're going back to
school in the morning.

- Good night. -That
was a little harsh,

- don't you think?
- Whose side are you on?

It doesn't hurt to be
nice, all I'm saying.

He doesn't care. He's stuck
with me and he hates it.

I don't know why she
even married him.

- A little birdie told me you might
be going - away for a while.

-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.

Which little birdie?

Let's see. I think
it was Ramirez.

Yeah, maybe.

How things going with Emma?

Don't ask.

Emma?

Emma?

Come on, we're late.

Sorry, I got tied up with...

Emma?

Everything okay?

It's John. He's going
to be all upset

because you're driving
me instead of him.

Well, win him over
with kindness.

Hey, John. What's up?

What is the rule, Emma?

Nobody but you or somebody
you trust drives me.

-Exactly. -Okay.

Well, someone else
is driving you!

Wait. You... You
don't trust Stephen?

No. It's... That's
not the point.

- It's not that I don't...
- I'm sorry.

I... I didn't mean to upset you.
You're right.

We're fine. We're almost there.

Okay, look. It's not that
I don't trust Stephen.

It's that you didn't
ask my permission.

Okay? No riding with teenagers

and no riding with people
that I haven't given you

my permission for.

But you're okay with Stephen?

No! I am not okay with Stephen.

Are you listening
to what I'm saying?

I'm sorry.

Good.

I'll pick you up
at dance practice.

Dance class, and I'm not going.

Why aren't you going
to dance class?

Listen. Stephen can drive me.

I'm not going back to dance

because I'm not going
back to dance.

What does it matter to you?

You're not my dad!

That's not really what I...

-Shh. -Okay.

It wasn't me.

I think it was Brinley and Bree.

They've been posting pictures
on Instagram, like, all week.

Sorry. So sorry. Sorry.

Emma. Hi. If you
need anything, uh,

don't hesitate to
reach out, okay?

Hey!

Mr. Alcott, we will
be more than happy...

-Hi. -To help Emma out with

anything that she missed.

We just want to help her
in this trying time.

Thanks so much, girls.
That's great.

You know, I think
Emma can handle it.

Right, Emma?

Nonetheless, we're here for you.

Yeah, we're here for you.

Yeah.

Hm.

Mm-mm.

You know, I'm not really
into burying the whole pig.

Up on the grill, it's off
the ground, you know?

But it's... You're cooking it.
It's hundreds of degrees.

Gunny. Do you care if the
amazing pork you're eating

comes out of the ground or off
his filthy, disgusting grill?

Captain.

Captain Dow, sir.

Gunny.

Walk with me.

You know, this thing
never has any Kit Kats.

All I ever want is a Kit Kat.

Do you like Kit Kats, John?

Oh, yes, sir, I do.

They are absolutely delicious.

You know, in particular,

I love the American version.

Did you even know that
there's an American

and international version
of the Kit Kat candy bar?

No, sir, I did not.

See, the American version's
a creamier milk chocolate.

Something I have a
strong preference for.

And they're a bit
smaller in size.

Now, I think the American size

is much more appealing.

Satisfying.

You know, it's a tactile thing.

Individual breaks,

the portion to the candy bar.

They are exactly the right size.

Also, the packaging is
slightly different.

Color scheme, design,
things like that.

Nonetheless, they both
have that unique...

Kit Kat feel.

Gunnery Sergeant Longoria
broke his stupid leg.

You're next in line, so
you're going to Djibouti.

Uh, yes, sir.

Of course. Not a problem.

Now, John, I understand

the situation you're dealing
with on the home front is...

It is what it is.

So, if you're not feeling up
to it, you just say the word.

I'll send that weirdo Mortenson.

I appreciate that, sir.

Uh, but I'm next in line,

and... you can count on me.

Take the day to think about it.

You let me know if you
change your mind.

I won't think anything less.

Thank you, sir.

Meantime, you don't
know who we talk to

about getting some more Kit
Kats in this thing, do you?

No, sir.

Dismissed.

Thank you, sir.

Brinley posted a picture
of my locker on Instagram.

And it already has
over a hundred likes.

Who even knows that many people?

Could you hand me that, uh...
that saw right there?

She'll find something else

to consume her life
with by tomorrow.

Whoa. By the... Grab
it by the handle.

I just don't want you to...

I don't want you to get hurt.

Whatever.

So, how's John?

How should I know?

How's it fair that I
have to live with him?

He was only married to my
mom for, like, four months.

And now I'm stuck with him.

Could you hand me that, uh, that
glue up there really quick?

And he hates my dog.

Nobody hates your dog.

John does. He's all,

"Justin Timberlake?
Like the congressman?"

He's clearly trying
to make a joke.

Whatever. It's like he
doesn't care about the

things that I care about.

So what if I named my dog that?

What does it matter?

There we go.

Perfect.

What do you think?

I mean, obviously
without the clamps

it'll look a lot...
a lot better.

I want to go live
with my real dad.

Really?

I talked to him after
my mom's funeral.

He said something about how
hard custody exchanges are.

But I think he wants to
do it over the summer

so I don't get pulled
out of school.

And then I'll live
with him in Riverside

for junior and senior year.

I mean, whatever.

He's a loser too, but
at least he's, like,

biologically a loser.

You could live in my birdhouse.

I don't think I'll fit.

Well, I mean, I'd... I'd build
you a bigger birdhouse.

So, the problem I'm
having his this.

If I sell her car, am I
betraying her memory?

- No. - No.

Hey, now, okay.
Frank has a point.

There comes a time when we
have to let go of the stuff.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Pictures and deeply
personal objects aside,

we can't hold onto a
closet full of clothes.

Or a trunk full of shoes.

More like a room full of shoes.

I got my orders today.

I'm being deployed.

I have a house full
of my wife's stuff.

When I first got the
orders, I thought, uh...

thank God.

Now I can get away
from everything that

reminds me of her.

Well, all her stuff
will still be there

when you get back.

And so will Emma.

Emma's your daughter?

Uh, my wife's daughter.

If you get deployed,
what happens to her?

Look, it's not like I got
a say in the matter.

- I've got my orders.
- Look, I don't

care that you want it!
You don't have it!

And you're not gonna get
it by acting like a brat!

-I am on the phone. -Beverly.

Don't "Beverly" me.

She was my sister!
I lost her too!

I cannot take care of her kid

on top of everything that
is crawling all over me!

That is a priceless
piece of art,

and it is sensitive to sound!

Can everyone please be quiet?

Hey, what about her father?

I know that you have
an important job.

No matter what,

you cannot leave
her in his care.

If there's anything
that we know that Sarah

would not have wanted,

it would be for her daughter
to be raised by that man.

You need to take a look at where
your obligations most lie.

I got it.

Hey, hey.

Hey. Just for dinner.

You can last 30 minutes
without your cell phone.

Thank you.

Hey, listen.

I was thinking maybe it
would be a good idea

if you went back to dance class.

One, it's not a class.

Two, I don't dance anymore.

I have so many great
memories of you dancing

and how happy it made your mom.

You guys were married
for, like, a month.

What are you talking about?

Can I go live with my dad?

No.

Why not?

-Because. -Let's be honest.

This is not what
you signed up for.

My dad's not that far away.

And you probably don't
want me living with you

- for another two years.
- That is not true.

Give me a good reason why not.

-Because. -Because you said so?

I'm not seven.

You're my responsibility.

I'm your burden.

I have a responsibility

to your mother to
take care of you.

So you admit you don't
even want me here.

That's not what I said.

Yes, it is. So you can
have a free pass.

I don't have to be your
responsibility anymore.

Look. You're gonna go
back to dance class.

You're gonna follow my rules.

And you're gonna like it.

-Are you serious? -Yes.

I'm absolutely serious.

What about your job?

I'm quitting.

I want you to be
my full-time job.

I'm serious. I want you
to be my full-time job.

I want your mother
to be proud of me.

You're going to quit?

Yeah. From now on, I'm
gonna be a 24-hour dad.

You don't think
you're overreacting?

No, I am not.

Well, maybe, but it's too late.

I've already made up my mind.

What are you going to
do with your time?

Clip coupons and read magazines?

I don't know. Maybe I'll watch
reality TV and figure it out.

But it's been decided. Okay?

You're gonna go back to school,

you're gonna get good grades,

and you're gonna
follow my rules.

What do I get in exchange?

You get a roof over your head.

Nope.

What do you mean, "Nope"?

John, I do not want
to live with you.

I want to live with my father.

Okay, we're gonna compromise.

You follow my rules, you
go back to dance class,

blah blah blah,
until summertime.

And if you're still unhappy,

you can go live with your dad.

Deal.

-Good. -Fine.

-Great. -All right.

You're excused.

And I'm taking you
to school every day.

-No! -Yes.

- Gah! -

John?

Hey, by the way, I solved
the ride to school issue.

Check out the driveway
when you're done.

Oh, come on, Emma. This
van's got everything.

It's got individual
heated seats.

It's got A/C. When you pull
the seats down, they all

go down to the floor.

-I don't care. -Sure you do.

Oh, here. I got you some lunch.

-What? -Your lunch.

I'm gonna make you
lunch every day.

No. I don't want your bag lunch.

Come on. You'll love it.

I think you have a
genuine misunderstanding

of who I am as a person.

What?

Where are we going?

Well, I know how important it
is for you to ride to school

with your friend, so I'm
gonna pick up Stephen.

What?

What what?

John!

Hey, what kind of
music do you like?

I don't.

You don't like music.

If you pick up Stephen in this,

I will be so embarrassed.

Why? This van is amazing.

He'll hate it as much as I do.

Whoa.

-What? -Right?

An automatic door?

That's what I'm saying.

Sweet van.

Right?

Oh, my goodness.

TVs? -Yeah.

-Wow.

Watch whatever you
want wherever we go.

And it's linked into my account,

so if there's anything
you haven't seen,

we can get it.

Hey, what kind of
music you listen to?

Uh, old school.

'70's Meat Loaf.

What?

Oh, my God, that's awesome.

'70's Meat Loaf.
Do you hear that?

Stephen can come over
for dinner any time.

Thanks for the ride, Mr.
Donelson. Sweet van.

Thanks, man. Have a
good day at school.

Hey, I got to run.

Hey, when's dance class done?

Rehearsal.

When can I pick you up?

Seriously? You're going to go
through with this nonsense?

I could pick you up on
my bike, if you'd like.

6:00.

Pick me up at 6:00.

Great. See you at 6:00.

Hey, your lunch.

Hey, Emma.

Was that your dad?

No. He married my mom.

Oh.

We are totally here for you.

Totally.

You know, Brin and
I were thinking

about throwing a little party.

And we want you to come and
teach us how to dance.

She would be so amazing at that.

You would be so amazing at that.

Will you think about it?

Um, sure. I guess.

-You're the best! -The best.

Are you sure about this?

Yes, sir.

Sir?

I got something for you.

Gunnery Sergeant John Donelson,

the service will truly miss you.

Thank you, sir.

- Now, if you'll excuse me, I have
to go find - that weirdo Mortenson.

Okay. You good?

All right, cool. Let's run it.

Uh, but let's take it from...
the arabesque.

Again. Again. Go back.

Go back. Again. Again.

Ah, go back. Let's go back.

Come on.

All right, all right.
Stop. Stop.

I know the past couple months
have been tough for you.

I'm fine.

I know you're fine.

I'm just saying I know
the past couple months

have been tough for you.

But if you're gonna compete,

this isn't gonna cut it.

But you don't have to.

I feel like I'm
nailing most of it.

You're nailing all of it.

Then what's the problem?

You're a robot.

There's no emotion.

It's like you're
computer-generated.

Listen.

They don't just want
to see a good routine.

They're not giving
scholarships to

good routines.

They're giving
scholarships to dancers.

You have to let them in.

You have to... You have to
let them feel something.

Let them believe you.

- I'm trying. -But
you're not, though.

It's okay. Let's run it again.

Okay? Eyes closed.

We'll run it with music.

Listen.

Pick something to
feel and feel it.

Check this out. You know
what the best part is?

Any of you ever
seen "Star Wars"?

- Mm-hmm. -Watch this.

Look at that.

Let's take a minute to
think about how each

of you identifies yourself.

Are you a husband
who lost a wife?

Are you your job?

Do you have kids? Are you
first and foremost a parent?

We're going to be
talking about who we

identify ourselves as,

whether or not that's in
line with who we want to be,

and how to bridge that gap.

So, today we're going
to be potters.

And by becoming potters,

we'll learn a healthy technique
that will help us to avoid

identifying ourselves
as a victim,

and start identifying as
someone with purpose.

I want to introduce a new
counselor to the group.

Her name is Grace.

Hello.

I'm so glad you're all here.

Welcome.

So. How many of you

have ever molded this...

into anything you
wanted it to be?

High school doesn't count.

Today is going to be
a fun day for me.

And I hope it will be
for all of you, too.

Hey. Uh, I got a question.

So, the guys are gonna throw
you a retirement party.

You're cool with a
retirement party, right?

You're cool if we have
it in your garage?

You can show us some of those
cool vases you've been making.

So, our party is Friday.

-We are so excited. -Okay.

We cannot wait to learn
how to dance like you.

-Can't wait. -Okay.

Um, what kind of party is it?

Nothing. It's just a
bunch of us girls.

We just want to learn,
like, the dances that

you have to learn.

Yeah. We already know
the dances you don't

have to learn.

Check it out.

Okay. Hey. Calm...

Sorry.

Stuff like that.

Okay. Um, what do
I need to wear?

Whatever you can teach
us to dance in.

You're a doll.

The best.

What was that all about?

I'm teaching them to dance.

Oh, at their party Friday?

It's just some girls.

Actually, it's a full party.

Everybody already
knows about it.

Oh. Well...

- Could still be fun, right?
- I mean, I guess.

It's not really
your thing, but...

No, not really.

Hey. So, listen. My buddies

want to throw me a
retirement party.

And they elected to do it here.

So, you get a chance to
meet some of my friends.

Oh, joy.

Well, it's this Friday, anyway.

I have a thing this Friday.

A thing?

Yes.

What kind of thing?

A thing thing.

What?

I'm just listening.

I'm not trying to hide anything.

Oh, really?

It's a thing.

Like a group of girls
are getting together

and I'm going to teach
them how to dance.

It's nothing. Just a thing.

Well, that's very nice of you,

but are their parents
gonna be there?

Yes.

What are their names?

Brinley and Bree.

No, no, no, the parents' names.

John!

Okay.

Well, how you gonna get there?

Well, I assumed you were
going to give me a ride

in your beloved minivan,

since that's the only thing
you like to do these days.

That and make a
million clay pots.

Listen, first of all, if
it's Friday, no can do,

because we're having company.

And as far as my
pottery is concerned,

it's a healthy outlet for
me, so leave me alone.

You won't let me drive,
won't let me get rides,

and won't bring me
to the only thing

I want to do because you
want to talk about football

and laugh like dorks with
your testosterone club?

Well, you could ride my bike.

It needs some air in the tires

and, you know, a
little clean-up,

safety check, but
it's a good bike.

Your bike?

Yeah.

I can ride your bike?

Of course.

You would let me ride your bike

to see my friends?

This is the moment.

It's the day I've waited for

my whole life.

I've been praying about this

since I was a little girl.

That one day you'd let
me fix up your bike

and ride it to a party.

I thought it was a thing.

It's a nice bike.

Pick it up, Emma.

♪ And I'm out of sight ♪

♪ With one match to light ♪

♪ I can't give up ♪

You're behind, Emma.

♪ There is sweat on my brow
and it's hard to breathe ♪

♪ And the fear of
you haunts me ♪

♪ Getting hard to see ♪

♪ How ♪

It's fine. Keep going.

Are you okay?

Yeah, fine.

Why?

My alarm hasn't gone off yet.

Just want to get
ready for tonight.

For your thing?

Yes.

What?

Nothing.

Did you see the flower
I got for the minivan?

Yes.

Looks nice.

Thank you.

What do you think?

Well, I like it.

So, wish me luck. Hey,
hey, hey, hold up.

Bike inspection.

Wow. That looks really good.

Haven't seen it look this
good since the '80s.

You even cleaned and
re-oiled the chain.

Where'd you learn
how to do that?

The Internet.

No kidding?

What is that?

Hey, hey, hold up. I
got something for you.

This is for when
the sun goes down.

John!

I know. But look.

It's either this
or me and the boys

jump in the van and we go
down to your little thing

and we meet Brinley and
Bree and her parents.

Hey, did you leave the
address on the counter

like I asked you?

Yes. Can I leave now?

Please?

Yes.

And ride safe.

Hey, Emma, call me if
you need me, okay?

Emma?

Call me if it's
important, all right?

Hello.

Hey. What's going on?

Riding a bike.

Really?

Yeah. It's good exercise.

Uh, hey, you going to Brinley
and Bree's thing tonight?

Yeah.

Oh, cool.

I was thinking
about stopping by.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Okay. Cool.

Then I'll see you there.

Okay. See you there.

John, happy retirement, buddy!

Hey, buddy.

I'm not the first
one here, am I?

- Of course you are.
- Of course I am.

- What is this, guacamole?
- Yeah, that's actually

Matty's famous jalapeno-heavy
retirement guacamole.

What is this? This the
legend on wheels?

Yes, it is. Step inside.
Check it out.

Oh, dude, it still smells new.

Yeah. I Googled that
new smell scent.

It's actually pretty easy to do.

What's with this flower?

Oh, I thought girls
liked flowers.

Emma's not too hot on
the minivan express.

Huh. I'm sorry.

Me too.

I mean, it is a minivan.

Shut up.

Hey. Congratulations.

You're doing the right thing.
I'm really proud of you.

Thanks, buddy.

-Let's go party. -Let's do it.

Hey!

So, is it true?

Did you ride your bike here?

It's not mine, it's John's.

My stepdad's.

Well, why didn't you text us?

We could have, you
know, picked you up.

Don't you have your
own car, sweetie?

No. John won't let people
pick me up, either.

He's the only one who
can drive me anywhere.

Well, that's horrible.

Because of her mom.

Oh. Oh, of course.

♪♪

Hey, Erik.

Girls.

Hey, Emma.

Want me to throw
you in the pool?

Um, my phone is in my bag.

I don't know what that means.

Don't throw me in the pool.
My phone is in my bag.

All right.

Okay.

So, what's going on?

Emma's gonna teach
us how to dance.

Yeah. And she rode
her bike here.

So, we're trying to solve that.

That sucks.

Sorry.

Well, it's good to see you here.

Thanks.

You know, I saw you
dance last year,

and I couldn't believe
you were a freshman.

Cool.

Emma should start with Erik.

Oh, my good donut, that is
totally what's happening.

Everybody clear the deck.

First lesson of the night.

Emma's first pupil, Erik Mendez!

Boys, move the furniture.

Everyone gather around the pool.

We're gonna watch Erik
learn how to dance.

Tell us what you need, honey.
Tell us what you need.

Um, play this music.

- Just AirPlay it, sweetie.
- AirPlay. Whoa!

Okay. So, I was thinking
that a really great dance

that's easy to learn for
parties or whatever

- is the salsa. -♪♪

The Salsa!

-So cool! -What is salsa?

-Show us. -Show us the step.

Okay.

Okay. That's it.

Simple. Erik?

Uh, well, I mean,
you're really good,

so I don't know if...

It's fine, I promise.

Just follow me.

-Okay. -Okay.

Uh, let's face this way.

Sorry. So they can learn it.

Uh, start with your left foot.
Forward.

One, two, three.

Back, one, two, three.

Okay, that's it. You got it.

Face me. Okay.

Okay. Ready?

Think so.

One, two, three.
One, two, three.

That's it. Okay, now speed
it up a little bit.

One, two, three,

one, two, three.

Okay. Now, let's put
some hip into it.

Yo, Erik, dance
with me next, bro.

Kiss her. Kiss her.

Kiss her. Kiss her.

Kiss her. Kiss her.

Erik and I are going together!

How dare you!

Erik and I are going together!

Excuse me?

You little tart!

I can't believe you're doing
this to me behind my back!

Mother was right about you!

You all right?

Let's just go.

You want ice cream or...

-Yes. -Yeah?

Yes.

You're pretty awesome.
You know that, right?

No.

But thank you.

All right. Ice cream.

Man, cookies and cream ice
cream is like the best

thing on planet earth.

That's a bit hyperbolic, no?

No.

I haven't looked at the
stars in a very long time.

And it makes me feel so small.

I'd kind of like to just
stay here for a while.

That sounds nice.

I'm sorry about what
happened tonight.

I should've seen it coming.

You're a great person for
taking people at their word.

I hope you don't ever lose that.

Wow. It looks great.

So cute.

Tell John I say congratulations.

Good night.

That reminds me of a story.

Hey, whoa, Emma's home!
Hey, Emma!

Nice vest.

Hey, I... I heard you were
teaching some of your

girlfriends to dance.

That's nice. My wife's always
talking to me about dance class.

Maybe she could talk to you?

I think I might be a better
dancer than a teacher.

Oh, I find that hard to believe.

Your mother was an
amazing teacher.

And if there's anything
I've learned over

the past six months,

it's she's just like her mother.

Thanks.

Now all you gotta do
is get her to watch

football with us, right?

Emma, do you know why John
and I are like brothers?

No.

So, my sister and your mom
went to college together.

And John here was
taking a liking to her,

so he was always
over at the house

for the barbecues

and the football
games and whatnot.

You met my mom in college?

No. Elementary school.

Emma, this guy's been
in love with your mom

since the third grade.

Right? So, here's the story.

My sister drags him and
your mom to one of my

high school football games.

And John's trying to be
all charming and whatnot,

even though he isn't.

So, anyways, there's this
other older college guy there

and he's being all loud
and disrespectful.

And there's girls around, right?

And it was not cool.

So, all of us guys wanted to
teach this guy a lesson, right?

And, you know,
boys will be boys.

So, this guy takes a
shine to my sister.

John here steps in.

He whispers something
in this guy's ear.

And he just points
to the parking lot.

What happened?

The guy looks John up and down.

Doesn't say anything.

- He just leaves.
- What did you say?

No, no, no, no. He's
never told anybody.

And that's not the point.

The point is, is he
took care of my sister

without even knowing me.

And he's been my
brother ever since.

-To John. -To John.

- John. -Okay, okay.

Thanks, guys. Let me
take it from here.

All right. I'm going to bed.
Good night.

- Have a good night.
- Good night, Emma.

Now, what was that story?

Morning.

So, what was this thing?

Told you. Taught some kids
from my school how to dance.

Oh.

Your girlfriends?

Well, that's what
I thought it was,

but a bunch of other
people showed up.

How is that my fault?

Were any parents there?

Did someone call
you or something?

Yeah.

Someone did.

Did you drink?

No!

Don't lie to me.

I'm not. I didn't drink.

You and all your friends
were drinking last night.

We are adults.

I didn't drink.

I promise. I'm not stupid.

How'd you get home?

Stephen.

But we didn't drink.

He was totally safe and fine.

He's a good driver.

He used the turn signal,
like, every time.

Even if he didn't have to.

What is the rule, Emma?

He wasn't drinking,
like, at all.

If you are attending a
party, I don't care

if I didn't give you
permission to go to it,

you call me

and I come and I pick you up.

You understand me?

Do you know how
embarrassing that is?

I don't care how
embarrassing it is.

Until I can trust you,
maybe being embarrassed

is a good thing.

Whatever. I don't
understand why this is any

of your business anyway.

This is specifically
my business because I

take care of you.

Because of my mom?

Yes.

Because of your mom.

I don't know why I just
can't go live with my dad.

We talked about this, Emma.

"Because I said so"?

Look, have you even
called your dad?

No. Because you won't let me.

So what's the point?

You follow my rules
until summertime,

and I will let you go
live with your dad.

That means no cell
phones at dinner,

no lying to me about
where you were

and who you're with.

And no getting in a car
with anybody that I

have not given you permission
to get in the car with.

Even Stephen. No parties.

No driver's license.

And when something is
going on with you,

you let me know.

Now, you don't have to like me.

But these are my rules.

And you have to follow them.

And come summer, you can
go live with your dad,

and you can make up
whatever rules you want to.

- You better apologize.
- For what?

- For what you did on Friday.
- I didn't do anything.

But if an apology will let us
all forget, then I'm sorry.

- That is not good enough.
- Not even close.

We were gonna give her
a whole makeover.

I know, right? Like
we'd even bother.

Yeah, you better keep walking!

You're not worth our time!

Yeah. Brinley and
Bree are right!

- She just walked away from us.
- Girls.

I can see you thinking.

I'm not thinking of anything.

Well, you wouldn't have
responded to me, then.

-I'm not! -You are.

You messed me up.

Well, if you were in it,
then you wouldn't have

even heard me.

And I wouldn't have had
to mention anything

in the first place.

What do you want to do, Emma?

It's a serious question.

Competition's coming up.
Are you sure you

want to compete?

- Yes. -Then you
must listen to me.

I'm trying to pull
something out of you.

Again.

You mad at me?

No.

Are you mad at me?

You keep talking to
me during my routine

and messing me up!

Good! Use it!

From the top.

John?

What?

Where's my mom's green dress?

What are you doing in my room?

I want to wear my
mom's green dress.

Where is it?

I-I-I-I don't...

What is wrong with you?
Why isn't anything here?

- It's all gone. -Hey,
hey, hey, just calm down.

Okay? Just calm down.

You... You think you
can just erase her?

I'm not... Look. I couldn't look
at her stuff anymore, okay?

I have to move on. Besides,
you weren't using her stuff.

- I'm not using her stuff.
- I can use it, and

I... I want to use it.

All of a sudden you
want to use it now?

You can move on if you want to.

I don't want to.

I shouldn't have to!

- Emma. -How disrespectful
can you be?

- Emma. -If you're
going to throw away

the things I care about...

- -maybe I'll just throw away

the things that you care about.

What do I care that you
made these by hand?

No, no, no, no!

No. No.

Leave it alone, Emma.

I'm calling my father.

Hey, Mr. Donelson. Is Emma here?

I brought her a gift.

Hey, Stephen, let's go, please.

Emma.

Emma.

Open this door, Emma.

Emma, open the door.

Stephen, open this door.

I don't mean any
disrespect, sir.

Really, I just... I only came by

to drop off the gift
I made for Emma, so.

Is that a dining room table?
Uh, and chair set. Yeah.

Why would you bring a dining
room set to my house?

Are you all right?

No. I'm not all right.

Maybe take a deep breath.

In through the nose,
out through the mouth.

Uh, think maybe
it'd be a good idea

to get the table out
and into the house?

It might give Emma the time
she needs to calm down

so you guys can talk
about whatever it is

you're upset about.

Yeah.

Thanks.

What do you think?

Hey, Stephen, just give
us one minute, okay?

Emma. Emma!

Well, hey, at least
she came back, right?

Yeah.

Did you get to talk with her?

No. Not yet.

To be honest with you, I have a
hard time even looking at her.

I threw away all Sarah's stuff.

Everything.

Everything that
reminded me of her.

But Emma's face...

looks just like her mother's.

I'm sorry.

John, I'm really sorry.

How tough things might
be for you right now.

But imagine how difficult
they must be for Emma.

Just win her over with kindness.

Come on, now, let's go.

All right.

What is this?

Who do you think you are,
saying that about me?

That's not at all what
happened, and you know it!

Maybe because you deserve it!

"The best way to get
over your mom dying

"is to make out
with Erik Mendez"?

L-O-L. Oh, and
B-T-dubs, 170 likes.

Yeah, can you believe it?

Fastest ever to so many likes.

I've been getting harassed by
random numbers all morning.

Maybe because you deserve it!

Or maybe because I shared
your number with everyone.

-Like, everyone. -Oopsie.

You're terrible people.
You know that?

Well, at least we still
have our mothers.

Zero tolerance, ladies.

You know this.

We have a zero tolerance
policy for fighting.

I was just talking to
her and she hit me.

- Completely unprovoked. -I
find that hard to believe.

-It's true! -Look.

Considering Emma has no
prior misconduct violations

and I, you know, have met you,

I find it hard to believe
that you did nothing to

provoke this incident.

That said, there's no
excuse for violence.

And, Emma, you know that.

I'm very sorry.

I understand it's
difficult right now.

-I'm sorry for that. -Thank you.

It's understandable
that you're having

a tough time with everything.

-It's not easy. -I bet.

Look, why don't you go ahead
and head on out of here?

-What? -Yeah, what?

-Girls, zip it. -No!

These selfish nimrods
are my best friends!

And Erik Mendez is
the boy I like!

You can't have them!

And you are just so pretty!

Get out of my life!

Alexis, calm down.

No, you calm down!

I am sorry I said that!

I'll sit down!

Now you've upset Alexis!

Yeah. Maybe she should go.

Yeah. She should leave.
It's okay.

One, two, three.

♪♪

♪ Nail me to your
self-righteous cross ♪

♪ Forgive me for all
that I've done ♪

♪ And what I am ♪

♪ Your wicked confidence
is holes and lies ♪

♪ I may be a young woman ♪

♪ But some of us have eyes ♪

♪ La la la la ♪

♪ La la la la ♪

♪ I'm crying out
of frustration ♪

♪ You are such a lost cause ♪

♪ And it's such a waste ♪

♪ How can you forgive ♪

♪ A wrong that wasn't done? ♪

♪ You have to be the only one ♪

♪ Who never was ♪

♪ Now I'm sifting through
the insignificance ♪

♪ I am dying just to find ♪

♪ Redemption ♪

♪ La la la la ♪

♪ La la la la ♪

Yes! Good!

It's like you're on a
different planet today.

In a good way.

I just did what you told me.

Yeah.

Should I go again?

High school's the
worst, isn't it?

What?

I still remember.

Sometimes.

Most people will tell you

that the popular kids
will peak in high school

and you'll get the last laugh.

But the truth is,

is that they're a pain
in the butt forever.

That's why you have
to rise above it.

And focus on the things that
you want to accomplish.

-You know? -Okay.

Let's do it again.

So, with John on one side
and the twins on the other,

I just don't...

Maybe ease up a little bit?

Look.

Look, I get it.

Brinley, Bree, and Alexis are
basically terrible people,

and they probably
always will be.

But John, I mean,

you got to admit he's trying.

I don't have to admit anything.

Fine. Then I'll
admit he's trying.

It doesn't matter.

I've already talked
with my father,

and I'm moving in with
him this weekend.

Seriously?

What?

When were you gonna tell me?

I just did.

Yeah, but doesn't he live
up in Riverside County?

Yeah. So?

So you're moving.

Well, it's where my dad lives.

Are you bringing the table?

-Which table? -Which table?

Oh. Yeah, probably not.

I made that by hand.

There are no screws.
I used no glue.

It's like the nicest
piece I've ever made.

Where would I put it?

Hey.

Hey. Is it better
than your birdhouse?

You're my best friend.

I know.

Should we get ice cream?

Come on.

Yeah.

She doesn't want to
play by my rules.

If she has to, then
she's gonna leave.

They're like this... whether
they're yours or not.

Whether anybody died or not.

You just gotta keep
your head down.

Till about 18 or 19.

God forbid, 22.

They come out of it.

But it's important not to
forget that your stepdaughter's

grieving too. And you're this
perceived stranger in her home.

She's just being rational.

It's rational for her to
be mistrusting of you.

And how many, uh, teenaged
daughters have you raised, Gene?

Tell me. Are they rational?

Um, so, look.

I don't mean to
interrupt this, but...

you really need
some female help.

I'm a mother, as you all know.

She needs a mommy.

Just like a young
guy needs a dad.

Someone to show him what
it's like to be a man.

She needs a woman.

With wisdom.

Someone who knows
what she's feeling.

That she can relate to.

That's gonna tell her that
everything is gonna be okay.

And that certain behavior

is not all right.

But more important,

it's all right to feel terrible.

You need to find somebody

that she knows

and already respects.

You're doing a good job, John.

Yeah? How do you know that?

Well, do you beat her?

Do you call her fat or stupid?

Make fun of her in
front of her friends?

I'm not worried about
being a terrible dad.

I want to be a good one.

Saying that makes me think
you already are one.

Thank you so much.

Yeah. It's maybe just
for the one class.

You come in, you give a talk.

Yeah.

But what I'd really
appreciate is some

one-on-one time.

Yeah. Yes.

Okay.

Y... Oh, you are the best.

Okay, I'll see you soon.

Oh, I see how it is.

Here you go.

Good boy. Hey.

I'm making dinner.

And I got a bit of a surprise.

You may want to sit
down for this.

My dad's going to meet
us in a few hours.

I need a ride.

All my stuff is packed.

Hey. Are you okay?

No.

What do you want to do?

Let's just go home, please.

Okay.

Okay. So, the trick
to spotting is

you're gonna pick one spot
on the wall and you're gonna

keep your head there

and look at it for as long
as you can, and then just

whip your head around.

So, that's while you're turning.
Okay?

So, it should look like this.

-Wow. -Does that make sense?

-Yeah. -Okay, you try.

Okay. When you were
doing your feet,

you had... this one was...

-Yeah. -So you started the...

Start with your left leg front.

-Okay, left leg front. -Forward.

And then you do... And then
when you kick your leg out,

it goes out like this, but then...
And then

you go down and then up?

-Yes. -Is that what it is?

-Yes. -Okay.

-Boom. -Keep your leg straight.

I'm trying.

- You're not even spotting.
- Oh, my God.

You're gonna get really dizzy.

- No, I am dizzy. -

The trick is not throwing up.

Wow.

Everything all right?

Yeah.

Okay. Let me try this again.

Spot and boom.

Oh, my God. If Matty
could see me now.

-What? -Nothing.

Hey, get away from the car.

Oh, jeez, that's... that's
a warm and fuzzy greeting.

Thanks. Where's my kid?

Whoa. What are you doing, man?

-Hey. -Hey.

You made that little girl
sit in a parking lot

for 12 hours, Larry.

Well, you are just a real
Boy Scout, aren't you?

Do you know me? Do you
know my life? You

know anything about me?

You know nothing. So just
stay out of it, all right?

You couldn't take one second,
just one second to call her

or text her and let her know
that you weren't gonna make it?

Maybe, but I didn't, did I?
None of your business.

Out of my way, soldier.

Hey. Come on, man.
What are you doing?

If she decides to go
with you right now,

I'm gonna give you
one chance, Larry.

-Just one. -Gee, thanks.

-Hey, kid. -What's going on?

Nothing. Just talking
to your dad.

Ready to go, honey?

Just these, and then
I need to get Justin

and his food and
dishes and toys.

Okay. Wait. Who?

Justin Timberlake.

-Her dog. -No. No, sorry.

Yeah, no. We can't, uh... We
can't have a dog at my house.

Why... Why not?

Um, well, see, for one, I
have an African gray parrot.

So, I can't have
your dog eating him.

And, uh,

you know, he's a significant
value, this bird.

He's... Monetarily, he's
worth quite a bundle.

So I can't take the chance.

Okay. Uh, so...

It's okay. Justin
and I are buds.

Look, you can come
back and visit as many

times as you want, okay?

Okay. Okay.

Um, then I'm ready to go.

Perfect. Sounds good.

Hey. Make yourself useful.

Bye, General. Go do some
push-ups or something.

Oh. Is this your bird?

Mm-hmm.

Mm-mm.

Please don't lift that up.

He's in a time-out. He
tore up my baseball cards.

What's his name?

Um, Bird.

Seriously, though, don't
handle him, okay?

'Cause if he got hurt,
that would be annoying.

Where's my room?

You're looking at it.

No more stumbling off to
bed after you watch TV.

It's all in one. I got sheets
and stuff for you here

in the... in the, uh, closet
next to the bathroom.

So, you won't have to
stick to the leather.

Oh, hey.

That remote right there
will get you more channels

than you've ever
seen in your life.

Sports package, premiums,
the whole nine yards.

Have a good time with it.

Just don't order any
movies, please,

'cause they put it
on my cable bill.

Food in the kitchen.

What else?

Um, what's your Wi-Fi password?

I do not know.

It's one of those long numbers
on the back of the router.

Are you going somewhere?

Yes, I am.

Your dad

has himself a hot date tonight.

With a woman

who has a fantastic job

and makes a really good living.

And she just happens

to love the fact that
I have a daughter.

So, if you meet her, be nice.

Okay? Okay?

-Yeah. -That-a-girl.

All right.

All right. We're ready to go.

That's it. Wish me luck.

If you need anything,
shoot me a text.

All right? Oh, hey.

Don't use this... this light
switch right here, okay?

This one that I'm pointing at.

-Okay. -Yeah? Okay, good.

Sweet. I'm gonna probably,
hopefully, maybe be late.

I hope.

Know what I mean?

Oh, hey.

It's good you're here.

Glad you're here, kid.

Is everything okay, John?

-Hey. -Hi.

Did you clean my house?

Yeah, a little bit.
What do you think?

Why?

Why did I clean your house?

Yeah. Why'd you clean the house?

I thought you'd appreciate it.

I know you work all the time.

Huh.

Hey, you didn't go
in my room, did you?

- No. -Good, 'cause
I don't like it

when people... Hey, hey!

-Hey, look out! -What?

-Bird... -Yeah, he's fine.

Here. Come here.

He, uh...

He's not attacking you.

No. No, he's fine.

No, that's good. I can see him.

- I'm good here.
-He can open a pop

tab. Want to see?

He can't open a pop can.

- Yeah, he can. Watch.
- He's not gonna...

-Here. -He can't...

-Oh, my God. -Look at that.

He just opened a pop can.

Yeah. Pretty cool, right?

That's really cool.

You taught him how to do that?

He's pretty smart.

Wow.

Yeah.

Good job.

Ought to be a way to make
a few bucks on that.

- Put him back in his thing when you're
done playing - with him, all right?

How was the date?

It was, uh, you know.

I don't think she's my type.

I'm gonna go to bed.

Okay.

Hey, you've figured out

that whole school thing

for tomorrow, right?

Um, yeah.

-Nice. -Yeah.

Down.

-Hello? -Oh, hey, John.

This is Robert from
the dance studio.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Emma didn't show up
for her class today,

and we have a competition
coming up, so...

Yeah, yeah. Uh, I'm sorry.
Somebody should have told you.

Um...

Emma moved out of town
and, uh, I'm not sure

if she's coming back.

Oh. Wow.

I wasn't expecting that.

Well, that's too bad.

Uh, we'll miss her.

Me, too.

Uh, thanks for letting me know.

Okay, Rob. Take care.

Hey.

How's it going?

She moved in with him.

Full-time.

How do you feel about that?

Gosh. I'm sorry.

She said, um,

she thinks he's a swell guy

'cause... he doesn't tell
her to clean her room.

You got kids?

I had two sons.

I'm sorry.

Every man in my life leaves me.

That's a survivor's joke.

What do I do?

Well...

for one thing, you're
missing a good cop.

She's got nowhere to go,
and her sky's falling.

Yeah.

John, can I be brutally
honest with you?

Yeah, by all means.

She's not the problem.

You are.

What?

So, your dad says

you can't go out driving
with your friends.

What do you do?

Not when her mom just died.

No. Especially when
her mom just died.

Grace, her mom died driving.

It was my fault.

It was my fault she was driving.

You understand?

I was late.

I'm never late.

We got into a fight,

and I... I told her to go ahead.

I said, "Just go ahead." We
were going to this event.

And, uh...

she got in the car
and she left, and...

It should have been me.

I should have been driving.

You can't be there for Emma

until you forgive yourself.

How do I do that?

♪ She was his ♪

♪ But you can't turn
back the clock ♪

♪ The dance is over ♪

♪♪

How was your day?

You know you're putting
all this back, right?

Yeah, of course.

Your mom used to do this.

Really?

Yeah.

Yeah. She, uh,

could have been, you
know, making some money.

Taking better care of the house.

But, no, she wanted to dance.

Not like she wasn't good,

'cause she was.

But, you know,

there weren't a lot
of opportunities

for dancers back then.

They didn't have them on TV.

Plus, after you were born,

you know,

that was the end of that.

I figured out that I'm going
to Truman High School.

It's not technically
the closest,

but we are in that district.

Uh-huh.

That's good.

Did you figure out
how to get there?

You can't... You can't
give me a ride?

No. I can't.

I got a... I got a whole, uh,

morning routine, you know?

You can take a bus.

Got a bike or...

I can figure it out.

That's a good girl.

Uh, did you have any
ideas for food?

If we went to the
store, I could cook.

You know, I got, uh...

I got a league,

you know, so...

Hey, there's ramen
in the cupboard

and some deli meat
in the fridge.

The meat is expired.

Well, the apple really
doesn't fall far, does it?

Look, I gotta go. But, uh...

you know, maybe I'll
bring a pizza back later

or something.

See ya.

Hey. How's it going?

Not well.

Is everything okay?

Will you please build
me a birdhouse?

You okay?

I shouldn't have danced.

What do you mean?

It was a problem with my mom,

and now... now it's
a problem for me.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm...

-No, it's okay. -I'm just...

No, it's gonna be okay.

Really. I... Uh...

I'll always be there
for you, Emma.

I love you.

Let's just go.

Hey, hold up.

Hey.

You okay?

-Are you okay? -Yeah.

Where is she?

I'm sorry.

Surprise!

- Welcome home! -

-Hey! -Justin!

-Welcome back. -Oh, thank you.

- Are you hungry?
- You have no idea.

We've got food in here.
There's food in the kitchen.

- We got a barbecue outside.
- Thank you.

Oh, it's so good to see you.

Oh, good to see you, too.

-Hey. -Thanks so much.

-Welcome back. -Of course.

-Appreciate it. -Sure.

Hey. So, uh,

I know you practice
in the morning.

And I figured that this would
make it a little bit easier.

Now you can practice
whenever you want.

I miss Mom.

Me, too.

Me, too, sweetheart.

- All right, group hug.
- Group hug.

- Group hug. -Group hug.
Bring it in.

Bring it in.

How was your day today?

It was all right.

What?

I got a surprise for you.

Okay. What is it?

I can't tell you.
It's a surprise.

Well, then, why'd you tell
me you had a surprise?

Leave me alone. I'm not
good with surprises.

Oh, my God.

What's wrong?

Kathryn McCormick is here.

I know.

We're friends.

Come on.

Hi.

It's great to see you.

You, too. You good?

-I'm good. -You good?

-Yeah. -Good.

Hi, Emma. Nice to meet you.

All right. You ready to dance?
Gonna take class?

-Yeah. -Here we go.

Go on.

-Hey, John. -Hey, Robert.

- Nice to see you.
- Thanks for doing this.

Means a lot.

It's my pleasure.

Come in for a second.

So, you've done it a
couple times, right?

We're getting it
into our bodies.

We feel comfortable with
the movement, obviously.

You look like you are a team.
You obviously are.

You're dancing together.

That's amazing.

But I need more.

I need more. Why do you do this?

Why do you do this?

Dance is the one space
that you get to just

let it all go and feel and be,

and be honest

about where you're at.

If you don't do it here, I'm
sure you don't do it at home.

This is a class for you.

I'm not asking you
to be perfect.

I'm not asking you to be
anything that you're not.

I'm asking you to
open up your hearts

and be honest

about where you're at.

Show yourself.

I think we hide
behind our dancing.

We hide behind our attitudes.

We hide behind all
of those things

because it feels comfortable.

Let people in.

Whether that means moving
faster than you normally do

or completely standing still

because it makes you shake,

because it feels so
uncomfortable to do so.

Whatever it is for
you, do that one thing

that makes you feel vulnerable

and uncomfortable.

Because that is the space

that you actually
figure out who you are.

Okay?

This time, I want
you to go somewhere

completely random in the room,

and I do not want you
to do the combo.

I want you to improv.

I want you to do your own thing,

take your own space, and I
want you to tell your story.

Okay? Here we go.

♪♪

♪ I am sinking ♪

♪ I am drowning ♪

♪ I am sinking ♪

♪ Rain is falling ♪

♪ 'Cause I've forgotten
how to feel ♪

♪ I've forgotten what is real ♪

♪ I've forgotten
what's the deal ♪

♪ With us ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Let me be ♪

♪ The helping hand ♪

♪ You need ♪

♪ Let me touch you ♪

♪ Inside out ♪

♪ Just breathe ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

Thank you.

Okay. She would kill
me for inviting you,

but the competition
is next weekend.

And she's got the goods.

So you better be there.

I'm really glad that
worked out for you.

Thank you.

Yeah. So, she's on the
studio dance team.

But, uh, some of the students
are competing individually.

I'm not quite sure how
it goes, but I just know

that she is happier than I've
seen her in a long time.

Other than that,
how was your week?

Oh, it was not bad.

A little sad.

But for a different reason.

- I just wish her mother was around
to see how - well she was doing.

She'd be very proud of her.

She'd be proud of you, John.

She's got a lot of
her mother in her.

That's incredible.

Anyway.

Next weekend?

Next weekend.

-Ah! Hi! -Hi!

You're here. Yes.

How's it going? Nice
to see you, Robert.

All right, let's get you set up.

Okay.

♪♪

♪♪

Number 125

is Freaky Poetry of Jazz.

♪♪

♪ Wait, you can't leave yet ♪

♪ Wait, I'm not ready ♪

♪ For you to take
what I believe ♪

♪ Break it to me gently ♪

♪ Wait, I am reaching, wait ♪

♪ For something to feel ♪

♪ Your presence here with love ♪

♪ You're shining
down from up above ♪

♪ You stormed out my door ♪

♪ Now the rain is pouring down ♪

♪ Water covers the floor ♪

♪ And I've lost all my control ♪

♪ So I'm letting this go ♪

♪ Wait, you can't leave yet ♪

♪ Wait, I'm not done yet ♪

♪ Wait, I've got so
much life to live ♪

♪ And so much more
love to give ♪

♪ Wait, there is a path here ♪

♪ How do I get there? ♪

♪ Won't you please let me know ♪

♪ Which way that I should go ♪

♪ You stormed out my door ♪

♪ Now the rain is pouring down ♪

♪ Water covers the floor ♪

♪ And I've lost all my control ♪

♪ So I'm letting this go ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ You stormed out my door ♪

♪ Hey-ey ♪

♪ So I'm letting this go ♪

♪ You stormed out my door ♪

♪ And the rain is pouring down ♪

♪ And water covers the floor ♪

♪ And I've lost all my control ♪

♪ So I'm letting this go ♪

♪ Wait, you can't leave yet ♪

♪ Wait, you can't leave yet ♪

♪ Wait, you can't leave yet ♪

♪ Wait, mmm ♪

♪♪

♪ Hey, Mom ♪

♪ I'm still dancing ♪

♪ Hey, Mom ♪

♪ I wish you could see ♪

♪ Hey, Mom ♪

♪ When I'm in the spotlight ♪

♪ I'm sure I feel you ♪

♪ Dancing with me ♪

♪ You're my heart ♪

♪ You're my soul ♪

♪ You're my twirl and sway ♪

♪ You're my taps ♪

♪ You're my leotard ♪

♪ You're my pink beret ♪

♪ I'm your girl ♪

♪ I'm your soul ♪

♪ I was made from your love ♪

♪ I remember ♪

♪ I'll get better ♪

♪ I've got things to become ♪

♪ Hey, Mom ♪

♪ Are you dancing? ♪

♪ Hey, Mom ♪

♪ I wish I could
see ♪ ♪ Hey, Mom ♪

♪ Living without you ♪

♪ I'm starting to learn ♪

♪ To live ♪

♪ With me ♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪ Go on love ♪

♪ Let it fill your cup ♪

♪ We can light a fire ♪

♪ That they could
see from the sky ♪

♪ Free your soul ♪

♪ Make light your load ♪

♪ With this desire ♪

♪ We'll be lighting
up the night ♪

♪ Lighting up the night ♪

♪ Oh, we've got it ♪

♪ And you don't have to hide ♪

♪ And I promise ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ You don't like it ♪

♪ Well, you can move along ♪

♪ Stop fighting ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ Shake it off ♪

♪ And come up strong ♪

♪ Shout so loud ♪

♪ They're gonna hear
us up in the sky ♪

♪ Hear us up in the sky ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ The stars are gonna
flash and burn ♪

♪ Daring us to take our turn ♪

♪ Oh, we've got it ♪

♪ And you don't have to hide ♪

♪ And I promise ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ Don't like it ♪

♪ You can move along ♪

♪ Stop fighting ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ Turn the lights up
Turn the lights up ♪

♪ It's time to march
on Time to march on ♪

♪ We'll just keep moving ♪

♪ Just keep living ♪

♪ Let's turn the lights up ♪

♪ Turn the lights up ♪

♪ It's time to march
on Time to march on ♪

♪ We'll just keep moving ♪

♪ Just keep living ♪

♪ Let's turn the lights
up Turn the lights up ♪

♪ It's time to march
on Time to march on ♪

♪ We'll just keep moving ♪

♪ Just keep living ♪

Hey!

♪ We've got it ♪

♪ And you don't have to hide ♪

♪ I promise ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ Don't like it ♪

♪ Well, you can move along ♪

♪ Stop fighting ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ We'll keep turning
the lights on ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Turn the lights up
Turn the lights up ♪

♪ It's time to march
on Time to march on ♪

♪ We'll just keep moving
Just keep living ♪