"SARAH:" "Wait a minute." "Excuse me." "But how is a road trip to Mexico a rite of passage?" "Are you getting this, Julia?" "You know what?" "I say just be supportive and wave adios so the two of them will shut up already and hit the highway." "Send me a postcard." "WILL:" "Glad to." "No, no." "This is not about postcards, Will." "This is not about documenting an experience." "It's about having one." "It's about driving too fast and partying too late and" "And sleeping too long and living too hard." "Damn, he's good." "No, no, no, no, no." "He's just seen way too many beer commercials." "Because there comes a time in every man's life when he has to sit on a beach and take stock of where he's been and where he's going." "There comes a time when he just has to take a deep breath and swallow the worm." "SARAH:" "Swallow the worm?" "Is that a metaphor?" "WILL:" "A tequila reference, actually." "SARAH:" "Oh." "Hey, Jule." "Griffin?" "Uh, hey," "I-I don't understand." "When--?" "A few days ago." "Ah." "Uh, how you been?" "You look..." "I didn't hear from you." "You" "Didn't you get my letters at school?" "Your letters?" "Mm-hm." "Um, no, no." "I" "See, no, no, as soon as I'd done my time and my term was over, I was-- I was outta the place." "My roommate's old man's got, uh, this shipping operation down in Florida." "He got me this merchant marine gig." "My boat's" "[SIGHS]" "I just got back from Bangkok." "They got weird food in Bangkok." "[CHUCKLES]" "Um, you didn't call or anything." "N-no." "Um," "I thought about it." "I decided it would be a bad idea, you know, c-considering how things are with you and Justin." "We broke up." "Uh, Justin and me, l-last s-spring," "I-I wrote you." "I wro-- I wrote you all about it." "Wow." "You broke up?" "Yeah." "I didn't know." "[CHUCKLES]" "I can't believe it's you." "[THE BODEANS' "CLOSER TO FIVE" PLAYING]" "* Everybody wants to live *" "* Like they wanna live *" "* And everybody wants to love *" "* Like they wanna love *" "* Everybody wants to be *" "* Closer to free-ee-ee-ee *" "* Closer to free *" "It's camp themed, see." "A bonfire, a pine tree, and a canoe." "Uh-huh." "Anything interesting?" "Anything interesting that isn't from my mother?" "Or my father?" "You know, in a weird way you've kind of got to admire their persistence, though." "I mean, how many people would continue to write and call on a daily basis without any response from you whatsoever?" ""Dear Kirs, you ruined your life once." "It's gonna happen again."" ""Dear Poodle, the only thing this man has too offer you is heartache."" "File these with the others, would you?" "She's back." "Hey." "Hey, girl." "Oh, we missed you." "Me too." "Did you have a good time?" "Get a load of this." "It was so much fun-- You're back." "Hey!" "Poison ivy?" "Poison oak?" "I'm clean." "Hey, Jule, guess what?" "CHARLIE:" "Wait a second." "Have you--?" "Did y--?" "Two inches." "Anyway, I wanted to tell you guys" "Hey, are we cutting into this because I skipped lunch?" "I told you you'd have a good time and you didn't believe me." "I met a boy." "What is that, a cigar?" "Uh, It's, um" " It's a canoe." "BAILEY:" "Canoe." "Huh?" "JULIA:" "No kidding?" "Next time you make the cake." "I met a boy and I fell in love, okay?" "I'm in love." "Just thought you'd wanna know." "Today, when he turned around and saw it was you, I mean, the look on his face." "God." "You know, just, God, heh." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "So did you guys make plans?" "You should invite him to the bonfire." "Griffin's never planned anything in his life." "But he'll call." "Probably from some payphone somewhere." "And he'll sound like he just woke up or like he's totally bored." "And then when his quarter runs out, he'll say-- All casually, he'll say," ""So, what are you doing later because I was thinking--?"" "[ PHONE RINGS] See, I told you." "Hello?" "No." "No." "No, I-I don't want to participate in any survey." "He'll call." "So this whole boyfriend thing, it's, um-- It's kind of out of the blue." "I mean, you always seemed sort of uninterested." "Yeah." "I know." "Go figure." "Oh, he is just so cute." "This is the absolute best picture of us." "You're not in this picture, Claud." "Well, we ripped it in half, and he took the half with me." "But, um, that's my arm." "You know, it's really too bad Bailey didn't get to meet Byron." "Yeah." "Byron's parents were, like, pretty much the first ones there." "Bay missed them by, like, 10 seconds." "Ten seconds?" "Hm." "And he didn't want to wait around to meet your family?" "He was in a rush." "Hm, all those letters home, Claud, and not one mention of this." "What?" "You think that's weird?" "It's like-- It's like you're this" "This sea turtle because there's something inside of you." "Something unspoken." "Exactly." "Exactly." "This" " This" "This unspoken voice that just says," ""Go back to the sea." "Go back to the sea."" "Hm, isn't that romantic?" "Yeah." "You're gonna be gone for how long now?" "Six days." "Four days." "Hey, I got stuff to do to get ready for college." "GINA:" "Let me get this straight, Willie." "You're spending the last few days of summer before you go off to school alone with Bailey?" "That's-- That's, like, wow." "Sorry." "That's just-- Well, you wanna come?" "What?" "What--?" "W-what happened to this being a guy thing, Will?" "Well, so now i-it's a two guys and girlfriend thing." "Hello?" "Wait a second." "Yeah." "Wait a second." "If you" "If you think I'm going down to Mexico with you and your girlfriend-- So Sarah goes too." "Yeah." "Damn right she goes too." "Fine." "Fine." "Great." "Great." "Great." "[DOORBELL RINGS]" "How much do you want to bet it's the mailman with a letter bomb from your folks?" "Ellie." "I'm not talking to you." "Charlie, who is it?" "Mom?" "What are you doing--?" "I thought about calling first, but I got tired of being hung up on." "Don't I, uh, get a hug?" "Not if you've come to criticize." "Charlie and I don't want to hear it anymore." "So you might as well get used to it." "Because what you see here is the way it's gonna be." "We love each other." "And, okay, yeah, so we're not getting married, but we are together." "So you just better get used to it." "That's not why I'm here." "Then why are you here?" "Yeah." "Why are you here?" "I'm here because" "I have no place else to go." "Because my marriage is over." "[***]" "[SIGHS]" "Hey, how's your mom doing?" "Oh, I still don't know what my dad did, and she refuses to let me call him." "Men, they can be heartless bastards sometimes, can't they?" "Byron, he claimed he forgot to give me a goodbye present." "His tennis bandanna." "He must have stuck it in my duffle last-minute." "[SIGHS]" "He knows just how to toy with my emotions." "You know, Claud," "I was remembering my first time at sleep-away camp." "I think I was exactly your age." "Oh, yeah?" "It's the best, huh?" "Yeah." "Except when everyone started coupling up, and I was kind of shy and" "And totally boyfriendless." "And" " And all I really wanted was just to" "To be like everyone else." "So I started telling the girls in my bunk all these stories about Keith" "my boyfriend back home, who I totally made up just so I wouldn't feel left out of everything." "I can see why you'd have to do something like that." "I mean, hey, the peer pressure at camp can be kind of intense." "Exactly." "Exactly." "I just wish that I had someone to tell me it was okay not to have a boyfriend." "That" " That" " That I didn't have to make up stories or anything." "That my time would come." "You poor thing." "I mean, how awful for you." "[INHALES DEEPLY]" "It still smells like him." "WILL AND BAILEY:" "* La cucaracha La cucaracha *" "* Hey, da-da-da-da-da-da-da *" "* La cucaracha La cucaracha *" "Hey." "* Hey!" "Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da *" "Hey, amigos, hello." "Can we, like, stop singing and go get something to eat here?" "Are you crazy?" "Look at the progress we're making." "I'm gonna be sick." "Willie, the same thing happened when my family went to see my cousin Mindy in a production of The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas." "We were too late to grab dinner and I ended up barfing four times on the way to Sacramento." "Okay, whatever, but we're only stopping for 10 minutes." "Right." "We want to get there in time to stake out a place for the night." "Speaking of which, look, I just found a great one right here in the guidebook." "Guidebook?" "There's an outdoor pool and a buffeteria." "Will, you want to help me out here?" "Forget it." "Forget it." "There's an in-room coffeemaker." "Now, that's nice." "I mean, that saves time and money." "Will." "Right." "Out of the question." "We're sleeping on the beach under the stars." "Right." "I don't think so." "That was the whole point of the trip, Sarah." "What?" "To sleep outside where we could get robbed or murdered or bug bites?" "Yes." "I mean, yeah, sort of." "The point is to take some chances so that someday, when we have to stay in motels, we can say that" "That for a few days at least we were a little bit adventurous." "A-and we kind of lived by our wits." "And damn it, we handled whatever came our way." "Anything." "Your engine light just went on." "We're screwed." "[***]" "Hey." "Oh, hey." "God, two days in a row, huh?" "You looking for me?" "No." "Uh, no." "I actually have an internship at a publishing house nearby." "You don't have to explain." "No." "I-I know." "I just" "S-so, are you having a good time with all your friends?" "Yeah." "Been hanging out a lot." "Stayin' pretty busy." "I mean, that's-- That's why I didn't call" "Oh." "Yeah, yeah, I figured." "A-anyway, uh, you all doing something great again tonight?" "Do you wanna get together?" "You and me?" "Uh-huh." "Um, definitely," "If" " If you want to." "Yeah." "Yeah, I want to." "Did she say anything to you this morning?" "Yeah." "She, uh" "She told me the mattress sags." "I want her out of here, Kirsten." "ASAP." "You're not serious." "I can't believe that you're serious." "Well, believe." "That woman has made it very clear just how much she hates my guts." "I'm not inclined to be a tower of support for her, whatever it is she's going through." "Well, what am I supposed to do, huh?" "Say, "Gee, Mom, sorry your marriage is kaput." "Can I call you a cab?"" "Uh, for God's sake, Charlie, she's a mess." "She's a mess, and she's my mother." "She needs me." "I did some planting, did you see?" "Hydrangeas don't do well in direct sun." "Mom, if you don't talk to me, I'm gonna call Dad." "That's all there is to it." "I had an affair with Howard Laughton." "What?" "Howard Laughton." "Well, you remember him." "He and your daddy played golf together." "He owns the dealership where we bought the blue Lincoln." "You--?" "You had an affair?" "It was, uh, right when you went away to college." "I was going through that empty nest thing." "Your daddy was away on one of his selling seminars." "And Howard and I happened to run into each other at the club." "I don't want to hear this." "He asked me out to dinner" "I really don't want to hear this, okay?" "No, of course not." "I'm sorry." "It was a mistake, Kirsten." "How did--?" "How did Dad--?" "Last week he was fixing my dresser." "The bottom drawer always sticks." "He found a letter." "From Howard to me." "God." "It was five weeks." "Five weeks, eight years ago." "You hold that up against 29 years?" "Twenty-nine years your father and I have been together." "Twenty-nine years and he just came down the stairs with my suitcase, and he put it at the doorstep, and he asked me for my house keys back." "Good for him." "[SOBBING]" "[DOORBELL RINGS]" "Is Griffin coming over?" "No." "I'm meeting him." "You expecting someone?" "Coming." "If this is your father, I'm gonna kill myself." "Yeah, listen, Charlie, I gotta talk to you." "Can I help you?" "I'm Byron." "I'm here to see Claudia." "You're Byron?" "Well, she told you I was coming, right?" "Uh, yeah, yeah." "I guess we just, um" "We just all assumed that" "What?" "That-- That I was making it all up?" "I-is that it?" "No." "No." "Claud." "CHARLIE:" "Claudia, no, no." "Hey." "Hey." "What's going on?" "Never mind." "We're going out." "Don't wait up." "GINA:" "What was it you said again, Willie?" "Mexico or bust?" "Now, there's irony for you." "Hey, hey, hey." "Don't look at me." "He's the one that wouldn't check the engine before we left." "You know what?" "Go ahead." "Beat each other up." "I'm gonna go sit in the tow truck." "Yeah, me too." "What the hell are you blaming me for, Will?" "It's your fault." "My fault?" "Hey, you're" " You're the one who invited the two killjoy sisters along." "And look at this, they got us snapping at each other now." "And" " And I am telling you, it is a whole glass-is-half-empty mentality." "You're right." "No, you're right." "It's very destructive." "Yes, it is." "I mean" " I mean, so what if" "If we hit a few snags, a few detours along the way?" "So what?" "You and me, we take it as it comes." "Right." "Right." "We kick back." "I mean" " I mean, look at this place." "Really look at it." "This is-- This is very nice scenery." "Well, I can tow you into town, but I can't get that darn thing running again till tomorrow." "You're stuck." "No problem." "No problem." "JULIA:" "It must have been weird all these guys crammed into bunks with pictures of their girlfriends taped up everywhere." "Do you have pictures?" "I sent you one of me, but you never got it." "That's too bad, huh?" "So, um, the internship really sucks, huh?" "Mm." "Mostly what I do is answer phones and take people's lunch orders." "If the boss doesn't get hot mustard with his French dip, my life is hell." "[LAUGHS]" "So I guess he pretty much deserves that, uh, monster comb over, right?" "Heh-heh." "Yeah, pretty much." "There's this guy on the boat." "Man, he could win awards with his." "When the wind blows the right way, he, uh" "How do you know Mr. Conklin has a comb over?" "You said." "No." "No, I didn't." "Oh, uh," "I-I don't know, I guess I just figured a lot of old guys have that lame hair stuff going on, right?" "I-I wrote you this letter describing the people that I work with." "You" " You got my letters, didn't you?" "S-so you knew that Justin and I broke up?" "Y-You've known since-- God, l-last spring." "All those letters, what did you do with them?" "Did you just read them and throw them away?" "No." "I wouldn't do that." "You don't really want to see me, do you?" "No, I-I do." "It's just" "It's just that you didn't know how to let me down easy." "Well, don't sweat it, Griffin." "You're off the hook." "[***]" "[SIGHS]" "I just can't get over it." "A car salesman?" "I mean, jeez, who would have thought your mom would sleep with someone who works on commission?" "I don't want to think about it." "I can't think about it." "It's too disgusting to think about." "She can spend the night, but that's it." "I mean it." "First thing in the morning:" "You're gonna kick her out?" "Kirsten, you know, she didn't cheat on you." "Yes, she did." "Sure, she did." "You see, I always thought" "I wanted what my parents had." "It turns out all these years all they had was this lie sitting smack in the middle of their marriage." "Okay." "So-- So talk to her about it," "I mean, why it happened, How to put it in the past." "Work it out." "Work it out?" "Hello." "There's nothing to work out here." "She had an affair." "She cheated." "Nothing's gonna change that fact." "And that's it?" "Eight years ago she made a mistake and you plan on never talking to her again?" "Or-- Or forgiving her?" "You got it." "That's the plan." "Well, I think that's stupid." "Since when are you on her side, huh?" "She doesn't even like you." "I mean, she hates you." "I mean, she really hates you." "Okay, okay, okay." "You made your point." "God, Charlie, you're the last person on Earth who should be on her side." "SARAH:" "Gee, wasn't this place profiled in Travel + Leisure?" "Yeah, well, I happen to love it." "This place-- This place has" "One bed." "It's got one bed, Will." "No, no, no, no." "The guy at the front desk said..." "Ah." "Ta-da." "You know, the chances of bed bugs is significantly greater if the motel does not have a major guidebook affiliation." "I didn't see a sticker in the lobby." "Hm." "Neither did I. But I did see donuts." "Donuts." "Yes!" "Yes!" "Yeah, maybe I could call my folks and get them to put another room on their credit card." "No way." "No way." "That's cheating." "Look, what--?" "What is the problem here, huh?" "We're-- We're all friends, aren't we?" "So-- So it's a little snug." "So what?" "So what?" "We're saving money, and we're having an adventure." "Hey, Bay, there's a minibar." "Oh-hoh-hoh." "A minibar." "Yes!" "Yes!" "You know, I never knew I was capable of such profound hatred." "Staggering, isn't it?" "What do you say the first thing tomorrow we make them drive us to the closest bus station and we head home?" "What do I say?" "[WITH LOW VOICES] Yes!" "BAILEY:" "Yes." "So how'd it go last night?" "Fine." "Stay out real late?" "Yep." "Claudia, could we just--?" "What?" "I mean, you don't" "You don't think I'm actually gonna have a conversation with you about Byron, do you?" "You know, I can't believe it took me so long to figure you guys out." "I mean, the way you were poking around to find little holes in my story, or" "O-or the way you patronized me with that unbelievable story about camp." "Boy, talk about transparent." "I'm sorry, Claud." "I didn't mean-- What is it?" "I mean, you can't believe that anyone would actually be interested in me?" "No, Claud." "No, Claud, come on." "Not at all." "Why is this so impossible that I could have feelings about--?" "About, you know, guy stuff?" "I mean, just because" "I don't know-- I may be small for my age." "Well, I do." "Okay?" "I-I do have those feelings." "So you better just get used to it." "[LATIN MUSIC PLAYING]" "Huh?" "Oh, yeah, incredible." "So, what's the plan?" "I don't know." "The girl who sold me these beers told me about this-- This cockfight tonight." "This back-alley kind of thing." "It sounds pretty colorful." "She wrote the directions on my hand." "Heh." "That's cute." "You see, this is the way it should have been from the start, Will." "I mean, Gina and Sarah are great, they are, but" "But it's no fun hanging with people whose" "Whose primary travel objective is finding a clean bathroom." "Am I right?" "Will?" "I'm sorry?" "What?" "Journal?" "That is so smart." "I should be doing that, keeping a journal." "You know, writing down my thoughts, my feelings, impressions of the local scenery." "Hi." "How's it going?" "So go on, read me something." "No." "It's stupid." "Forget it." "No, I mean it." "I mean it." "I want" " I wanna know." "I want to know how you're seeing this whole trip." "Let me see." ""Lava lamp, lacrosse stick, Bob Marley poster?"" "Just stuff I need to pack for school when we get back." "So how about this weather, huh?" "Yeah." "How about it?" "Did you have lunch?" "What?" "Uh, uh, no." "I'm not hungry." "Okay, so how about if I bring up something for you anyway?" "I-is there no one else in the house that you can have a conversation with right now?" "I-is that why you're here?" "No." "This is called trying to be polite." "Yes, I see that." "Why?" "I don't know." "All of a sudden it seems like we have a little bit in common." "I mean, we both made some mistakes and hurt people." "I don't know what you're talking about." "All I'm saying is that I know what it feels like to" "To want to just be forgiven, you know, for that one stupid mistake that you would take back in, like, a second." "I don't see how we have a thing in common." "You gotta be kidding me?" "You know, just because" "I'm having a problem with my husband, don't look at me like you understand, like we are somehow the same." "I don't make promises and break them, over and over again." "Cut it out, okay?" "I-I am trying here with you." "And I'm the only one." "Your husband's not and Kirsten's not, but I am trying." "Doesn't that count for anything?" "No, not in my book." "[SIGHS]" "Man." "Can I talk to you?" "I only get 30 minutes for lunch." "I gotta go." "Please." "It'll only take a minute." "It's a five-minute walk to the office." "So you'll be late, okay?" "I just" "I just want to let you know that I didn't toss your letters." "Well, I'm touched." "I read them." "I read every one of them, over and over." "I nearly drove myself crazy reading them." "Like, um, th" "This one." "Six pages on how hard it was for you to break up with Justin." "Or, uh-- What was it, uh" "This one is, uh, three pages on taking Claudia to camp." "Well, I'm sorry I was boring you." "No, that's not" "You don't-- You're not getting it." "I-I just kept waiting for you to write, uh," ""I miss you," or, "I wish you were here,"" "or," "I don't know, "I love you," or something, but you didn't." "It was always, "Hope you're okay,"" "or, uh, "Write me if you feel like it."" "That's the stuff you write to a friend." "You know, just a friend." "So I didn't know what you were thinking about me." "[***]" "You know that, uh, letter about Claudia?" "It's the one with the picture in it." "Yeah." "It's..." "It's okay to put that by your bed." "Yeah?" "WILL:" "I'm telling you, Bailey, this is not the street." "We drove past here an hour ago." "That, "Gringo, go home" graffiti, does it ring any bells?" "Okay." "So it's not a great neighborhood, Will." "So what?" "We're not going to visit your grandma." "We're going to watch roosters peck each other to death." "Do you see a number?" "What are we looking for?" "Here." "What, do you need some change or something?" "The address of this place, that girl wrote it on my palm." "Ow, ow." "Take it easy, Will." "I can't read it." "It's all smudged." "Couldn't have copied it on a piece of paper?" "Okay, okay." "So I'm not as anal as you are about writing stuff down." "I'm sorry." "Okay, remind me again, the problem with stopping and asking for directions is...?" "Directions are for people who only care about where they're going, not where they are in the moment." "Directions are for people-- I get it." "Okay, Bay?" "I get it." "The airline." "I'll be out of your hair first thing in the morning." "Where are you gonna stay when you get back to Chicago?" "Your sister has that room over the garage." "Might be a good excuse for her to dust." "I expect I'll get the same kind of reception from her." "T-this is what I don't understand." "You and Charlie, all the terrible things he did to you" "and you've forgiven him." "Why?" "Because I love him." "[SOBBING]" "Don't you love me?" "Mom." "Because I love you, Kirsten." "So much." "And your sister and your father so much." "I don't want to lose any of you." "Please, please, do not walk away from me." "I mean, if you can forgive a man who left you at the altar, why can't you forgive me?" "I don't know." "I've been trying to figure that out myself." "Maybe I don't feel like being generous, Mom, because what you want from me you can't give in return." "I don't know what you mean." "Why can't I forgive you?" "Why can't you forgive him?" "Well, please, no, that" "That's different." "It's" "No, it isn't." "It's exactly the same." "Do you know how much I want you and Daddy to be together and happy?" "Well, I do, Mom." "More than anything." "But I want you to wish the same for me and Charlie." "And I want you to go first." "Gee, I always thought that was just a figure of speech, but, you know, chickens really do run around for a long time without their heads on." "Yeah, I kind of had trouble enjoying the scene after that." "Where'd we leave the car?" "I thought it was right here." "You don't remember where we left the car?" "I remember, Will, it was right around here." "What the--?" "What's that?" "What?" "It's your window, I think." "What?" "No way." "Ugh." "Oh, no." "I don't believe it." "Damn it." "Is there--?" "Is there something you want to say, Will?" "Huh?" "You want to clue me in why you're acting like it's my fault that my jeep just got stolen?" "Of course it's not your fault, Bay." "Just because you got us wandering around here in the middle of the night searching for some freak-infested animal torture event." "just because some idiot girl came on to you." "You know what, Will?" "If you didn't want to do anything more daring than watch videos and eat popcorn, why didn't you just stay home?" "Good question, 'cause you're going nuts." "I don't know what you're trying to prove." "I don't wanna end up in a body bag." "I gotta go to college." "See, now, now we get to the real point." "Your going to college." "You don't give a damn about this trip, Will." "You never did." "You're right." "Right." "You just figured me out." "Why don't you just go home?" "Point me to the bus station." "Point yourself." "I'm gonna keep going." "Really, Bay?" "Yeah, really." "You got no stuff, you got no car, you got no money." "This trip's history." "You're done." "[SIGHS]" "You want to go somewhere?" "Mm-mm." "This is nice." "This is nice, don't you think?" "Yeah." "What?" "Nothing." "Wait." "What's the matter?" "Don't--?" "Don't you want to do this?" "Don't you want to kiss me?" "I don't know." "What?" "[SIGHS]" "God, Griffin, what is going on with you?" "I mean, this afternoon I thought" "I don't know what you want from me." "What are you talking about?" "I'm in love with you." "So, what are you doing, then?" "A-are you playing games with me because I-I don't understand." "I really don't." "T-this afternoon when we talked, it" " It made me happy." "I mean, like-- Like, really, really happy." "Y-You don't even know." "Then I started thinking about it." "Thinking about us." "I kind of freaked out because, you see..." "All this time that there were" "There were all these things that were in the way, you know, now there's nothing." "It's" "Now it's just up to me." "[***]" "And if I don't get it right this time, it's over." "I have nothing." "Griffin, y-you can't" "I don't want to have nothing." "[CHATTER]" "Hey, Jule." "Hey." "Aren't you supposed to be in Mexico?" "Yeah." "So, what's your point?" "Well, when did you get back?" "I didn't see the jeep." "Stolen." "I had to take the damn bus back." "Oh, yeah?" "No." "See, that's-- That's a big deal." "The jeep was stolen." "Julia." "Where's Griffin?" "Hm?" "Where's Griffin?" "Oh." "I don't know." "I haven't seen him." "Maybe he's out there." "Maybe he's on one of those ships." "One of those could be his." "So I'm guessing things didn't go so great." "Hm." "I don't know." "Maybe it's not such a bad thing, huh?" "I mean, it's like what's past is past, and now I'm completely open to meeting someone great." "I mean, maybe I'll meet someone great at this party." "[SCOFFS]" "Or maybe I'll just take a breather." "To summer fun." "Summer fun." "I've got a cab waiting." "I just came to say goodbye." "And to thank me for my hospitality, right?" "Look, um, I've got a lot of work do, so..." "I hope you're happy, Charlie." "Wow." "No, no." "I-I mean, I hope you'll be happy." "You and Kirsten." "You do?" "Since when?" "I'm sorry about yesterday." "I'm going to get off your back, Charlie." "No more letters and no more insults." "I promise." "That's great, Ellie." "That's just great." "I-I thought that's what you wanted?" "I guess I'm kind of past the point of being grateful to you for not telling me what a loser I am." "Oh, for God's sake, Charlie, I never meant" "It's not enough to stop being negative, Ellie." "Then what?" "What is it you want?" "I-I want you to give me some credit for once." "Just actually say, "Yeah, Charlie, you" ""You've made mistakes but you're turning things around." ""And you're doing okay." ""You're being responsible, and I can see why she loves you."" "You know?" "I-it just would have been nice if you" "Well, it just would have been nice, but I guess that's just the way it is." "I hope." "[SIGHS]" "I hope that my husband loves me as much as my daughter loves you." "I hope so too." "I don't know." "I guess-- I guess I just figured it was our last hurrah together, mine and Will's." "But you know what?" "He didn't need one." "And you did, huh?" "Hey, you know, I-I was thinking, if you want maybe in a couple of weeks, we could drive up to Yosemite, do some hiking before the weather turns?" "Yeah, maybe." "You and I can make all kinds of plans together if you want." "I mean, you know, we can do stuff that you'll remember for years." "Hey, I can-- I can learn how to chug beer and belch and do guy stuff like that." "You know, slap you on the back a lot, stop expressing my feelings." "That'd be good?" "That'd be great." "Wouldn't be the same, but it'd be great." "Yeah, yeah, I know, big shoes to fill." "But I don't know," "I kind of like the idea of being your best friend." "You're my best friend." "Okay." "Let's get started." "[GIGGLES]" "Okay." "[BELCHES]" "I can do this." "[BELCHES]" "Heh-heh, nice." "[BELCHES]" "[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]" "BYRON:" "Coach says I gotta drop my goals-against average this year." "That means I gotta focus more on the fundamentals." "Fundamentals?" "Great." "What are the fundamentals?" "Hey, are you cold?" "Do you want my jacket?" "Yeah." "Sure." "Okay, So, uh" "So where was I?" "The fundamentals." "Oh, right, right." "Well, there's a bunch of them." "There's speed, stamina, uh, ball-handling, shot-blocking and effective playmaking technique." "That last one's kind of my best thing." "The coach says I still need to make more of my own opportunities, you know?" "Anyway..." "They were running out." "Thanks." "You're an incredible jerk, you know that?" "Yeah, well, I could say the same thing about you." "Really?" "I swear to God my mother is taking this college stuff better than you." "'Cause she can't wait for you to get the hell out of her house." "That's true." "Look, Bay, I know what you're thinking." "You're like, "Oh, man, he gets to go away, start again, the whole thing."" "But really you've already done that." "You know, y-you, like, grew up years ago." "You sort of had to." "And now I'm just kind of catching up." "Look at this." "This is ridiculous." "We're standing by the ocean in the freaking moonlight." "Yeah." "Pretty soon the violins are gonna start playing." "[BOTH LAUGH]" "[SIGHS]" "I don't know." "Ten years, one best friend." "That's pretty impressive." "I mean, that's never gonna happen again." "It's not gonna change, Bay." "Some stuff just doesn't change." "[SLOW ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]" "They're out of beer." "What?" "I mean, who throws a party and runs out of beer before 10:00?" "[SCOFFS]" "What are you doing, Griffin?" "Are you dropping by to kvetch or are you--?" "I was planning on staying," "But after this whole beer thing, who knows." "[SCOFFS]" "Great." "You know, it's not like this isn't scary for me." "It's not like I'm not taking a big chance with you too." "I mean, you flake out, and then you drop back in and then you flake out again, and I really wish you-- I'm staying in." "I'm staying." "Okay, Julia?" "I mean, I just can't-- I can't not." "So whatever happens," "I'll risk it." "Okay." "I wonder if one of those little dots out there is my ship." "Ah, who cares." "* Have I said too much?" "*" "* Have I blown my cover?" "*" "* My Indian summer *" "* I can feel it in the air *" "[***]"