Out With Dad (2010) s04e01 Episode Script
Drinks with Dad
- Cheers! - Cheers! To the beginning of the school year and to your first drink in a bar.
First legal drink.
So how was it? Good.
Tasty.
Not the drink! Your first month at university.
I feel like we haven't even seen each other since the school year started.
Dad, we live together.
Yes, and when is the last time we sat down together? Okay.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
Um It's not bad.
My brain feels a little overloaded.
- Hmm.
- There's a lot to take in.
They're really throwing you right into it, eh? They are.
It's intense.
Like, good intense.
- But I like it.
I really do.
- Good.
Do you remember your first month at university? Ooooh, yes, I do! - I was miserable - Miserable? Well, your mom had just left for Scotland.
Oh, that's right! You and Mom were in a long distance - relationship your first year.
- Yup.
I mean, I was used to her going back to Scotland or England for a few weeks at a time.
She went most Christmases, sometimes in the summer.
But This was different.
This was almost a full year.
- That sucks.
- Yeah She came home that Christmas though.
She brought her school mate with her, Bronwyn.
That's your pen-pal's mom.
- Is that when you proposed? - Yes, it is.
All our friends thought it was a mistake.
I mean, long distance relationships usually don't survive through university.
They don't even make it to Thanksgiving.
But there was never any doubt between us.
I just can't imagine getting engaged at this age.
That's right! I was exactly your age! I turned nineteen that Christmas.
I remember because I couldn't drink for my whole first semester, like you are.
- It's so weird.
- What, not drinking? No, getting engaged.
I mean, I'm just starting university.
I'm just now old enough to drink, legally.
And I'm still trying to figure who the heck I am.
But here, you were getting engaged at this age.
Well, don't think for a second that I had any idea of who I was at nineteen.
- I guess times were just different back then.
- Not that different.
I mean, getting married at twenty was still considered very young, even twenty years ago.
This is just blowing my mind.
I can't even imagine it! Like I can't fathom that I could have known someone long enough or well enough, to decide that I want to spend the rest of my life with her.
Well, you have to remember that we grew up together.
We met in grade two.
What's wrong? - Nothing.
It's stupid.
- Oh come on, what? That was the grade I was in when I met Vanessa.
I haven't heard you mention her in a while.
You still think about her? Always.
I often wonder if it would have been easier for you, if you didn't have Mom and I as an example, in love.
No, that's not it.
Though I get where you're coming from.
You always made it very clear that I should not place my expectations for love on you.
That you and Mom were - extraordinary circumstances.
- Extraordinary circumstances.
Well, we were! It's just people don't marry their high school sweetheart.
That - It's such a very unrealistic expectation.
- I know.
You seem better this year, you know? Yeah? Usually around my birthday you're Counseling is really helping.
Good.
I'm glad.
What took you so long? - To start counseling? - Yeah.
Ah Pride? Stubbornness? I guess, uh.
.
When your mom died I had my own ideas of how I was supposed to grieve.
How I was supposed to be a single father, what that meant.
Those ideas didn't include taking care of myself.
I guess I ignored my grief for so long that it started to become a part of me you know? You can't ignore it all the time, though.
I think, and correct me if I'm wrong, that I did a pretty good job at keeping it to myself.
I just I didn't want to burden others with the knowledge that I was hurting all the time.
I mean, my parents and your other grandparents, and Uncle Johnny, they they all knew and just played along.
The bottom line is: I wasn't willing to listen to the good advice that people around me were offering.
Until Uncle Johnny twisted your arm to go to counseling.
Which was - last year? Or two years ago? - Three years ago.
I really embarrassed him about the way I handled Angela.
He was pretty mad at me after the way I treated her.
I messed up with her more than once.
It was at your birthday, the one she came to, that .
That was the last straw.
Dad, I'm so sorry.
I didn't even know! I guess I was too self involved in my own drama.
No, I didn't want you to know.
So What happened? What did you do? I put her in a a very awkward situation again And then, I bailed on her.
I hid in my room, crying.
And then, when I came out she was gone.
Claire was gone.
You were in your room, hiding.
So I basically just left you hanging, to deal with all that? - Dad, I was such a bitch.
- Hey, don't - don't call yourself that.
- Yeah but what I did was totally selfish.
We were just, both messed up that day.
It's kind of the worst birthday ever.
I'm kind of glad we don't do birthdays anymore.
Oh, Rose.
I don't have many regrets in life.
But I do have one.
And I really wished that I'd gotten help so much sooner.
And then maybe just maybe, birthdays wouldn't Would mean something different to you, - that wouldn't have this weight.
- Dad, I wish you wouldn't be so hard on yourself.
- I mean, it's not like I know the difference.
- I guess.
I'm glad we did this.
Just you and me, a couple of beers.
I'm glad.
Happy birthday, Blossom.
Thanks, Dad.
Subtitle by Michel Cantigneaux
First legal drink.
So how was it? Good.
Tasty.
Not the drink! Your first month at university.
I feel like we haven't even seen each other since the school year started.
Dad, we live together.
Yes, and when is the last time we sat down together? Okay.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
Um It's not bad.
My brain feels a little overloaded.
- Hmm.
- There's a lot to take in.
They're really throwing you right into it, eh? They are.
It's intense.
Like, good intense.
- But I like it.
I really do.
- Good.
Do you remember your first month at university? Ooooh, yes, I do! - I was miserable - Miserable? Well, your mom had just left for Scotland.
Oh, that's right! You and Mom were in a long distance - relationship your first year.
- Yup.
I mean, I was used to her going back to Scotland or England for a few weeks at a time.
She went most Christmases, sometimes in the summer.
But This was different.
This was almost a full year.
- That sucks.
- Yeah She came home that Christmas though.
She brought her school mate with her, Bronwyn.
That's your pen-pal's mom.
- Is that when you proposed? - Yes, it is.
All our friends thought it was a mistake.
I mean, long distance relationships usually don't survive through university.
They don't even make it to Thanksgiving.
But there was never any doubt between us.
I just can't imagine getting engaged at this age.
That's right! I was exactly your age! I turned nineteen that Christmas.
I remember because I couldn't drink for my whole first semester, like you are.
- It's so weird.
- What, not drinking? No, getting engaged.
I mean, I'm just starting university.
I'm just now old enough to drink, legally.
And I'm still trying to figure who the heck I am.
But here, you were getting engaged at this age.
Well, don't think for a second that I had any idea of who I was at nineteen.
- I guess times were just different back then.
- Not that different.
I mean, getting married at twenty was still considered very young, even twenty years ago.
This is just blowing my mind.
I can't even imagine it! Like I can't fathom that I could have known someone long enough or well enough, to decide that I want to spend the rest of my life with her.
Well, you have to remember that we grew up together.
We met in grade two.
What's wrong? - Nothing.
It's stupid.
- Oh come on, what? That was the grade I was in when I met Vanessa.
I haven't heard you mention her in a while.
You still think about her? Always.
I often wonder if it would have been easier for you, if you didn't have Mom and I as an example, in love.
No, that's not it.
Though I get where you're coming from.
You always made it very clear that I should not place my expectations for love on you.
That you and Mom were - extraordinary circumstances.
- Extraordinary circumstances.
Well, we were! It's just people don't marry their high school sweetheart.
That - It's such a very unrealistic expectation.
- I know.
You seem better this year, you know? Yeah? Usually around my birthday you're Counseling is really helping.
Good.
I'm glad.
What took you so long? - To start counseling? - Yeah.
Ah Pride? Stubbornness? I guess, uh.
.
When your mom died I had my own ideas of how I was supposed to grieve.
How I was supposed to be a single father, what that meant.
Those ideas didn't include taking care of myself.
I guess I ignored my grief for so long that it started to become a part of me you know? You can't ignore it all the time, though.
I think, and correct me if I'm wrong, that I did a pretty good job at keeping it to myself.
I just I didn't want to burden others with the knowledge that I was hurting all the time.
I mean, my parents and your other grandparents, and Uncle Johnny, they they all knew and just played along.
The bottom line is: I wasn't willing to listen to the good advice that people around me were offering.
Until Uncle Johnny twisted your arm to go to counseling.
Which was - last year? Or two years ago? - Three years ago.
I really embarrassed him about the way I handled Angela.
He was pretty mad at me after the way I treated her.
I messed up with her more than once.
It was at your birthday, the one she came to, that .
That was the last straw.
Dad, I'm so sorry.
I didn't even know! I guess I was too self involved in my own drama.
No, I didn't want you to know.
So What happened? What did you do? I put her in a a very awkward situation again And then, I bailed on her.
I hid in my room, crying.
And then, when I came out she was gone.
Claire was gone.
You were in your room, hiding.
So I basically just left you hanging, to deal with all that? - Dad, I was such a bitch.
- Hey, don't - don't call yourself that.
- Yeah but what I did was totally selfish.
We were just, both messed up that day.
It's kind of the worst birthday ever.
I'm kind of glad we don't do birthdays anymore.
Oh, Rose.
I don't have many regrets in life.
But I do have one.
And I really wished that I'd gotten help so much sooner.
And then maybe just maybe, birthdays wouldn't Would mean something different to you, - that wouldn't have this weight.
- Dad, I wish you wouldn't be so hard on yourself.
- I mean, it's not like I know the difference.
- I guess.
I'm glad we did this.
Just you and me, a couple of beers.
I'm glad.
Happy birthday, Blossom.
Thanks, Dad.
Subtitle by Michel Cantigneaux