I'm Beginning To See the Light (2025) Movie Script
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Okay, two more months
and we're overseas,
which should give Dave
plenty of time to practice
and stay in the pocket
next time.
Oh, man, I was in the pocket.
- Was he in the pocket?
- Ehh.
I don't think
he was in the pocket.
-Hey, guys.
-Oh, you were so good.
Thank you so much.
Here, I can only do a couple.
My wife's staring daggers at me.
There we are.
My wife's gonna yell at me.
Here you are.
Oh, jeez. I remember that.
Thank you so much. Sorry, guys.
That's all I got time for. Okay.
Do you mind?
Sure. Uh...
Jeez, is this my first album?
-Have you got a pen?
-No.
No?
Okay. Uh...
Sorry. Next time.
Sorry, guys.
Okay, sorry, guys. I'm sorry.
I have to see my wife.
I'm so sorry.
-Hi!
-Okay, let's go.
I know it's late. Next time
we'll get a babysitter.
- We'll just go.
- So?
I was kind of bored.
God! God.
Like a dagger to my heart.
Are you serious?
I saw you smiling.
You little liar.
- Of course you were. Jeez.
- Hey, Ez.
Need to see you, man.
Oh, Ezra, no.
It's way past her bedtime.
I know.
Two minutes. Two minutes.
It's Dave.
I've got to get paid. Come on.
Uh, give me two minutes, okay?
-Okay.
-Two minutes?
Two minutes.
How you feeling? You tired?
-Mm-hmm.
-You wanna sleep on me?
Okay.
Dad will be quick.
Oh, yeah, man. That was...
Oh, man.
It was so good to see you back,
man. And they loved you.
I know,
I forgot what it felt like
to be in front
of a live audience.
- Ahh.
- But they were in, man.
It was amazing. I closed my eyes
and suddenly...
-Yeah?
-...you feel it again.
Ez, I told you, man.
We've been down this road
for a long time,
and any time
you wanna come back,
these doors will always be
open for you. You know that.
Thank you for having me here
the last three days.
It-- it saved me.
Sarah, she's been...
It's been tough.
And congrats on the album.
- No.
- Oh, that's sweet, baby.
- Oh, man.
- That's good.
Well, let's hope people
start listening to jazz again.
We'll get there, though. Hey,
one looking for the road, baby.
Oh, I wish, man. I can't. I'm
driving. I got the little one.
- Oh, yeah. I hear you.
- Help yourself, though.
Hey, believe me.
Believe me, I will. I will.
-If we can...
-Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, man.
- Listen...
it's a little-- little thin
-this time, but...
-Hey, man.
We'll get you. It'll be better.
All right, man?
No, I understand.
Hey, go on the road, do your
thing, you come back, we'll--
There'll be a big fat wad
of cash for you next time, man.
Man, your mouth to God's ears,
my friend. I love you.
-I love you, man.
-Hey, you too, baby.
Go do your thing, hey?
-Okay.
-Yeah.
Hey.
Go do your thing, Ez.
Ezra, the next couple of months
are gonna be so tough on me.
-I just need some help.
-And I can help whenever I can,
but I-- I still
got to do my work.
Oh, baby, I'm sorry.
Are you waking up?
With you being gone,
I just need--
I just need
a little bit of support.
I'm feeling really stressed out.
I understand.
I'm doing the best I can.
Can we not do this
in front of El right now?
Okay. Okay.
-Shit.
-Where's the car?
Shit, I parked in front.
Okay.
- I think Mommy's mad at Daddy.
- Yeah, I can see that.
Oh, you can?
Okay. What do you think
I can do to make it better?
I really don't know.
Take her on holiday?
- No.
- No?
No.
Why didn't I play
your favorite song?
I don't know. I sometimes think
people are sick of hearing it.
Anyway, you always sing it
much better than I do.
You wanna give it a go?
Okay, watch your head, honey.
Watch out. Okay.
Tell you what.
You can use
the trumpet as a pillow.
You okay? All right, baby.
Oh, come on.
That wasn't that bad, was it?
Poor thing fell asleep.
Sadly not in her own bed.
No one wants
to listen to jazz anymore.
Jesus, Sarah.
I can't do anything else.
At least El will have
great taste in music.
What?
Well, either that or
she-- she'll hate me forever.
Hey!
Please!
El!
Okay. Okay.
It's okay. Hey, I'm here.
I'm here. I'm here.
You're okay.
Okay.
It's all right. It's all right.
It's all right. It's okay.
It's gonna be all right.
You're all right.
It's all okay.
It's all okay. It's okay.
Hang in there.
It was an accident.
The truck was
transporting a, uh...
Fresnel lens...
to Shallow Point Lighthouse.
-A what?
-A lens.
It sits on top of the
lighthouse, spins around.
I don't know.
Somehow it came loose.
Didn't think you were
gonna pull through, but...
yet here you are.
We'll continue to investigate,
but it looks like
it was just an accident.
I wanna see them.
My family.
Nobody told you?
No...
Hey! Hey, hey.
What are you doing?
You fall, you're not gonna
be able to sign off on the work.
Huh? You the new guy?
Look, the work's almost done.
Took long enough.
This one's temporary
but should be good to go.
I got some paperwork for you
to sign back in the office.
Old lighthouse keeper liked
to keep 'em for his records.
You do what you want with 'em.
I bill the city directly.
Eh? Come on, let's go.
Heights give me gas. Let's go.
You sure you should be
going up and down
these stairs in that thing?
I had to keep my guys on hold
for three weeks
'cause of this whole situation.
OT alone killed me.
You hear what happened?
Hell of a thing.
First one fell off the back of
a flatbed. Can you believe it?
Then my guy's
all ready to go, and...
damn thing didn't even make it.
Get my hands on the guy
who tied that thing down.
I'll be fighting with insurance
at the end of time over this.
Total waste of my time.
My second house in the Hamptons,
it's gonna get a mortgage.
My wife Jennifer's
been complaining about it.
I told her, you know what?
This is her fault
as much as anybody else.
She made me hire
her nephew, Clarence.
The kid's a moron.
I've never seen an idiot walk
and talk as much as this guy.
I'm surprised he can
walk and talk at all.
Stop sending me
your family members.
I gotta employ everybody
and their mother.
It has cost me
so much money as it is.
I'm gonna have to take
my daughter's braces
back out of her mouth.
This massive lens...
...flattened a car,
just like a pancake.
Can you believe it?
Well, there you go.
I didn't make a dime
on this job.
I tell you,
what a pain in the ass.
You coming? Jorge!
Take your hand out
of that guy's pocket.
What a way to go, right?
Kind of ironic. Flatbed.
Eh, what are you gonna do?
Just need
your John Hancock over here
and, uh, I think we'll be done.
We got, uh-- Ah, yes, sir.
This will give you
full ownership of the lens.
That's all you need.
Got a pen?
Pen. Pen. I got a pen
in here somewhere. Yeah.
Here we are.
There you go.
Any problems, give us a call.
Thank you.
Oh!
Can I get my pen back?
No.
Okay, keep it.
I got another on the truck.
Good luck with the job.
God.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
Wakey, wakey.
Mama's here.
What the fuck?
Who the hell are you?
Ezra.
Where's Larry?
I-- I--
Son of a bitch.
He did it.
He damn up and left.
What a fuckin' guy.
You don't know
where he went, do you?
No. He said he was gonna leave,
but that we'd go together.
Yeah. Bastard.
He didn't have
the guts to tell me.
So...
So.
You're the new guy.
Uh...
Well, new guy...
you got mail.
You see Larry, you tell him
it's too late for him.
I've moved on.
Hey.
Wait.
Wait.
Hey, this isn't for me.
I-- I--
What happened?
Hey. What happened?
Oh...
God damn it!
Don't know how many times
I have to tell them this.
Lock the damn door!
Every fucking morning I walk by,
I gotta see the same shit.
Jesus!
Lock the damn door!
Jesus.
Okay, you could
try and take away her matches,
or her lighter.
Yeah, you're right, she'd
probably just use the stove.
Okay, so open some windows.
Close the door to the room,
okay?
And I'll be home soon.
I gotta go.
Sorry, your-- your locks?
Locks?
They're over there.
-How much?
-Four bucks even.
Thanks.
Excuse me?
You're Ezra Cooper, right?
-Can I have a drag?
-No, later.
-Your mother's here.
-Come on.
Hey!
-Grandma, come on.
-No!
Ow.
Oh, shit.
- So?
- I was kind of bored.
God!
Any time
you wanna come back,
these doors will always be
open for you. You know that.
Oh, fuck.
Hey.
Wait, wh-- whiskey!
What?
Whiskey?
I got a whole bottle
down at the house.
It's not gonna drink itself.
What time is it?
Does it matter?
Hey, come on.
Hey.
I got you. I got you.
Hey, here we go.
It's okay. It's okay. Okay.
Oh! It's okay.
I got you.
Come on.
All right. Here we go. Come on.
Here.
I got you.
Here.
Fifteen years in that orchestra.
Fifteen damn years, and--
and those sons of bitches
replaced me.
Bassist for a keyboard player.
For five years,
my life was-- was good.
Then it's not.
My-- my girl left me
because I'm broke.
And she's marrying, guess who?
The keyboard player.
So...
my gift to both of them was...
me dead.
Here.
What's that?
Exactly what it looks like.
It's rat poison.
For what?
So you can kill yourself.
That's a little much, no?
I don't think so.
And it's better in here.
It's warm, dignified.
No, no, no. Has to be big.
You know, me, dead on the rocks.
A corpse.
There's some waves hitting it,
you know?
This... splatter.
It's fuckin' poetic.
The moment your body
hits those rocks,
your brains are gonna
be worn on the outside, and...
seagulls pecking
at your eyeballs.
And it's gonna be a mess.
Maybe I want a mess.
I gave her everything.
She said it wasn't me.
It was me.
Now...
I ain't got shit.
Uh, you want my two cents?
What you're feeling
right now is gonna pass.
And then you're gonna realize
that she wasn't the one.
And when it's real,
you'll know it.
Better yet, so will she.
Yeah, maybe, right?
What's wrong with your trumpet?
It's gonna be okay.
I mean, it's whatever.
She's never coming back, man.
Never coming back.
You gonna be okay?
Yeah, um...
sorry, man, I'm a little--
-little light on cash.
-Oh, yeah.
-For a taxi.
-Here.
What do you need, like...
-Twenty okay?
-Yeah, thank you.
-I'll pay you back.
-No, don't worry about it.
-It's fine.
-No, it's cool.
-We're boys, you know?
-Yeah.
-You're...
-Yeah.
Was.
You tried to hide.
I knew it was you.
I knew it!
I knew it was
Ezra fucking Cooper!
Other way.
What?
Other way.
Okay.
Love you, man. Thank you.
I'ma pay you back, I promise.
Don't worry about it.
What the fuck?
Hey!
Hey, man!
What are you doing?
Hey, stop that! What--
What the hell are you doing?
Stop!
I said stop!
Ow!
Ow! Shit.
Ow.
God--
What happened?
I thought you'd done
a Larry and bounced.
But here you are.
What are you doing?
You're very cute, you know that?
Looks like somebody
got something special.
-Oh--
-I fuckin' love flowers, Ezra.
Oh, no, I-- I think--
I think you misunderstand.
I love flowers.
I-- I'm sure you do, I just--
-Hey, listen to me.
-You're sweet.
-And shy.
-I didn't. I didn't--
No, no, no, no, no,
please, please. I'm--
They must be-- they must be
for the other guy.
I'm so sorry.
That bag of shit
leave a number or anything?
I, uh...
You see that no-balls
Donnie Becker son of a bitch,
you tell him...
this train has left the station.
You hear me?
Yeah.
Same goes for you, too.
Okay.
Huh?
You say something?
-No.
-Sure
I thought I heard "come back."
Oh, my...
Hey!
Hey, I warned you!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Stop, what are you doing, man?
Stop!
What are you doing?
Shit!
Hey, stop!
Stop! What are you---
Are you okay?
Gosh!
Who was that?
-I have no fucking idea.
-Come on.
Yeah, I owe my friend
some money,
I came by and this guy
was beating his ass.
Right there.
You lucky I didn't
kill you, asshole.
He wasn't
trying to kill himself.
This one just escaped
from prison a few nights ago.
May have been trying
to fake his own death.
You need to
lock him up forever.
-That's what you need to do.
-No, I'm fine.
-I'm fine.
-Sir, I really think
you should go to the hospital.
I don't wanna go to hospital.
No more hospitals.
Man, someone tell this guy
to shut the fuck up, please?
You have a pretty big contusion.
Jesus, will you shut
the fuck up, please?
- Right there.
- Shut the fuck up!
Fuck.
When I was a boy, I had a dream.
I think it was a dream.
I was standing
outside a mirror closet.
And God was talking to me.
He said, "If you trust me,
"you can go inside
"and all will be revealed."
All will be revealed.
And so I did.
I opened the closet
and... the devil
was sitting on God's lap.
And they were
both laughing at me.
What the fuck is
this guy talking about?
And they were
both laughing at me.
Man.
Man and his relations with God.
Man is so full
of contradictions.
Right?
On one hand,
he is God.
On the other hand,
he's the devil.
The choices he makes
are what shapes him.
It's a choice of
what he shows the world.
In the mirror...
Look.
Look.
In the mirror.
Made you some food.
All you had was soup or cereal.
Cereal it is.
No.
Man...
Man, um...
I hear this music.
I look at you.
Even if I never met you,
I still know it's you.
Man...
I saw you, you know,
play in New York
years back at the Smalls.
Yeah...
It must be amazing
have all those people just
screaming for you.
All eyes on you.
Ezra Cooper.
You know why
they call Charlie Parker "Bird?"
He got a fondness for birds?
Mm-mm.
He soared above the notes.
Yeah.
I mean, to do that, to...
to really do that...
...to take those 12 notes,
make them your own,
to truly transcend the music.
You have to empty your soul.
But then that comes
at a price, you know?
And you're left gutted.
A shell, petrified you won't
get there on the next one.
And then the next one.
So you just keep going until
there's nothing left of you.
Just a carcass.
And that's when
the booze comes in.
And the drugs...
give you the sense of confidence
you can get that one more time.
And one more time.
They found me strung out
in some back alley in Sicily
the morning of that show.
The album
that defined my career.
I don't even remember making it.
Yeah.
Or maybe I was
already dead, who knows?
I heard about the accident.
I'm sorry, man.
Yeah, me too.
Stop!
Hey!
Stop!
Wait, go back!
So be careful coming
off the bus, all right?
Let's go one by one.
Don't go too far.
Um, let's go over here.
Just wait here.
Okay? Over here.
Over here.
And just play for a moment.
I'll be right back.
Wave goodbye to John.
Thank you.
Okay, I'll be right back.
Hi.
Uh... We're, uh,
we're here for the-- the tour.
Tour? What tour?
St. Luke's Elementary School.
We have a tour scheduled today.
Oh! Oh, um...
Yeah, uh...
Yeah.
Yeah, I can show you around.
Definitely.
Um, just give me a sec.
Okay, sure.
Australia. New Zealand.
How about
things you might draw?
I forgot the pill.
Oh, my gosh.
I'm so sorry.
Um, okay, just need water.
Here, okay.
Um, excuse me, I'm sorry.
Can, uh-- Is it possible to get
a glass of water, please?
I'm sorry I forgot it.
You okay?
You all right?
Hi.
Uh-- Hi.
Um, just a glass of water?
Sure.
-There you go.
-Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Hey.
Yeah, they had a tour today.
I didn't want to wake you.
-Okay.
-Okay.
Have fun.
I'm Sam.
Hannah, and this is Jack.
Hey, Jack.
-Shall we?
-We shall.
All right, let's go.
Let's go, let's go.
All right, kids!
Who wants to see the lighthouse?
Me!
Yes!
Wait, you lost your hair--
You really lost your headband.
Come on.
That's what it is.
-Are you from here?
-Born and raised.
-Nice. Cool.
-What about you?
Nah, Chicago, originally.
-Oh, okay.
-Yeah.
I've never been to Chicago.
-It's windy.
-Yeah?
Yeah, real windy.
Guys, did you guys know
Chicago is so windy,
they make towers?
When the wind hits the towers,
they sway like this.
Okay, I have a question.
Who can remember what
year the lighthouse was built?
Um, 1860...
Hmm...
We went over this.
I know you know.
He's scared of everything.
-Okay, all right.
Ah, 1874, that's my boy.
Well, I guess they don't make
them like they used to,
right kids?
This way, guys.
All right, guys.
Who wants to see
the light turn on?
- Me!
- All right, here we go.
Whoa.
Watch how it spins around.
Oh-- Let's go, let me see.
Oh, come on!
There it goes.
It's because
it's very, very old.
It's called a Fresnel lens,
and they say that this lens
saved a million ships.
Sometimes they can be
as big as 12 feet tall.
- Whoa.
- Yeah. Really big.
Does anyone know
why we have lighthouses?
-Yes?
-So that the ships and
the boats can see
where the land and rocks is,
-and they don't crash.
-Yeah, exactly.
It serves as a warning
so ships can see that there's
land or rocks or shallow water.
Does anyone know how
tall this lighthouse is?
What, 68 feet?
No.
Okay, who?
-You.
-100?
Oh! So close.
-106?
-You remembered!
Yes, 106 feet.
Damn, that's tall.
-It's tall.
-Oh, sorry. Sorry, guys.
My God. Also, it's, uh,
it's the second-oldest working
lighthouse in America,
so it's very, very special.
What-- what are you,
into lighthouses?
I did my research,
and I like to read.
I haven't read a book in years.
Maybe you should.
-No, too much reading involved.
-All right.
-That's usually...
-Gotta actually
-open the book, so.
-...how you read a book. Yeah.
Okay, kids,
let's go outside,
and maybe we could
try to find a sea cucumber?
Miss Hannah, I want
to go to the bathroom.
Anyone else has
to use the bathroom?
Me.
-Okay, well...
-Go inside? Is that okay?
-Yeah. Yeah, of course.
-Okay, thank you.
All right, kids,
come on, let's go.
-Come on, guys, this way.
-Come on, everyone out.
I think that's the right...
Way to the bathroom.
Does anyone else
have to go to the bathroom?
Okay, come on, this way.
You know what that is?
Yes, it's a trumpet.
Yeah, it's a trumpet.
You know how to play?
-No.
-You want to?
You know, it's not that hard.
You could learn, God forbid.
Jack?
I think you should
put that down now.
Hey.
I'm sorry, he's, um...
He's curious,
and he loves music.
Oh, it's fine.
I was curious at his age.
I play the bass.
Well, I used to, you know.
I could teach him.
-I'm hungry.
-You're hungry?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, well...
All we have is booze, so, uh...
Okay.
Thank you for everything.
Of course. Anytime.
It's nice to see you again.
Come on, guys, let's go.
- Let's go, guys.
- Remember the bass.
Yes, the bass.
How you holding up?
Yo, Ezra.
Do you believe in a...
...love at first sight?
Oh, God.
Oh, hey.
Hi.
-Come on-- come on in.
-Thank you.
-Hey.
-Hi.
It's funny, my wife never used
to put a knife out on the table.
And I-- I always just
got upset about it.
Now I just use a fork,
and I don't even need the knife.
So stupid.
- My goodness.
- So you really made this?
Yeah. A hearty meal.
Yeah, it's a good meal.
Using my hands.
Very undignified.
What is in the rice?
Do you use butter?
- Top secret.
- Top secret?
Top secret.
Uh, this might sound
kind of weird, but, um,
I think we should toast.
I mean, I haven't had
a home-cooked meal in so long.
I want to say thank
you to our chef, Hannah.
To our chef.
And I want to celebrate.
To the best chef in the world.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
Okay, so tell me, you're a chef,
you work in a hardware store,
you're a tour guide,
you're anything else
we should know about?
Mmm, that's about it.
How-- How'd you know
she works in a hardware store?
I've seen her a couple of times.
By the way, I want to
say I'm sorry for how I acted.
I know I must have
looked quite a sight.
- Oh, it's okay.
- There was a...
lot going on.
Oh, man, it's uh...
it is good to have
a real meal after a while.
I don't think I've had
anything solid, just alcohol.
Hey, you know,
guys, you know what, um...
I have an idea.
What is it?
Where's my guitar?
Ah, it was a good show.
Thank you for
coming here tonight.
And thank you, just...
Just to be around humans,
you know.
Show's over.
Yeah.
I think I should probably
get him into bed.
- Hey.
- Mhm ?
Hey, buddy.
How you doing?
-I gotta finish this song.
-No, no, no.
I think we played
enough for one night.
-Come here.
-Jamming...
Let's get you into bed.
You all right? Hang on.
Watch the table.
Watch the table.
-We were jamming, man.
-Yeah, we were.
No, you were so good.
You're like Jimi Hendrix.
I play what I play.
I'm not finished,
just gonna lie you down
for a little while, okay?
Come on.
-Everything's moving.
-Let's go to bed.
All right.
All right.
Oh--
You scared me.
I've never been up here before.
Wow.
Now, the few times I have been
up here, I don't think I ever
took a minute to appreciate
just how beautiful that is.
It's one of those things I found
out about when I was a kid,
and I just could see it,
like, colors or something.
You know,
my father loved your music.
Really?
-Yeah.
-Oh, my God.
He must've had terrible taste.
That he did not.
He was a-- a jazz fanatic,
or jazz enthusiast,
I think they say.
They do say that.
He couldn't believe
a 17-year-old made that sound.
Yeah, that was a long time ago.
I swear he listened
to your records so much
that he would wear them out,
and he would just, hours, hours,
he would talk to the record
like he was actually there.
He'd point out every little
nuance of what you were playing.
I don't think I would
have had any idea, either.
Huh.
You know, your music
reminds me of him.
When I listen to your stuff,
it's...
it's like I can see him clearly,
like, as clear
as I see you right now.
It's like he's right
there in front of me.
I mean, sometimes I play,
and I hit a certain note,
and it... it takes
me back to when I was a kid.
The first time I was in love,
the first time I really cried--
-He said the same thing.
-Oh, wow.
And people yelling and
shouting in the distance,
you know,
I guess that's music as well.
-That's life.
-It's life, it is.
What you were saying earlier
about the trumpeters,
all-- all my favorite people,
it's like very few people
-classically trained.
-Yeah.
It's like they could
see the notes.
-Right.
-They didn't know what
they were going to play,
they could just picture it.
Yeah.
Oh, I thought that
was beautiful.
I think it's what made me pick
up the trumpet in the beginning.
Come in?
I'll make you the worst
cup of coffee in the world.
Come on.
Thanks.
I'm kidding.
It's great.
The best worst
coffee I've ever had.
Mom, I'm thirsty.
Okay.
Here. Have mine.
-Hi.
-Mm-hmm.
-Remember me?
-Mm-hmm.
-Snazzy PJs.
-Mm-hmm, thanks.
Jack, you little shit,
-why are you still up?
-I was thirsty.
I was getting some water.
Don't you sidetalk me!
I was thirsty and
I'm allowed to be thirsty.
What's wrong with it?
He had a whole box
of chocolate chip cookies.
-Okay, Mom.
-Yeah. No shit, you're thirsty.
-Let's go to bed.
-Who's that?
Who's that in the living room?
-Don't you worry about it.
-Who do you mean?
I'm going to go check to see.
Are you going
to come back tomorrow?
-Maybe.
-Oh.
If you do, please bring
your trumpet, okay?
-Yeah, sure.
-Oh, okay.
Can you also please
play my favorite song tomorrow?
-What's your favorite song?
-Well, you know.
See you, Ezra.
I had a pen this time.
I'm sorry.
I took the liberty.
My own signed copy.
-Thank you.
-Yeah.
Is that your mother?
That's my ex's mother.
She's a little crazy.
Sometimes we find
her wandering the street
or just yelling out a window.
Just, "help,
I'm being kidnapped."
-Oh.
-Yeah.
It's Jack that I worry about.
Why?
His-- his father
left when he was young and
ever since he just...
hasn't been the same.
He's socially awkward
and he doesn't really
have many friends.
It's just a lot for him.
I feel I'm
weighing on him and...
-there's not much I can do.
-Yeah.
I get it. He's 10?
Yeah, he's 10.
Yeah, my daughter was 10.
That's a tough age,
but you'll pull through.
Oh, Hannah,
I left my purse in the car.
Can you get
it before it gets stolen?
Yes, Mom.
Come with me.
You must be Larry.
Sheryl dropped by.
Yeah, she did, actually.
Twice.
Does she have anything to say?
No, nothing. She said nothing.
Hey.
Hannah.
-Sam?
-Hey.
Hi.
Oh, I got you a latte.
Two sugars, one milk.
Same way I like it.
Okay.
Oh, uh, listen, um,
I can't stop thinking about you.
Like, um, it's like,
I know this is off, like,
left field, but...
I want to ask you something.
Sam.
Please don't.
I went
by the lighthouse earlier.
Have you-- have you seen Ezra?
Yeah, I have. Um...
We've been
spending time together.
I don't know what to say.
Sam?
-Ah! Jesus, fuck!
-How could you?
What the hell are you
talking about?
-What are you doing?
-How could you?
What?
-Ah!
-Everybody treats me like
-I don't exist.
-Are you crazy?
What are you talking about?
You always make me
look like a keyboardist.
- Shit!
- She was mine!
-Hey! Sam! Sam!
-She was mine!
Stop! Sam! Sam.
Hey. Stop-- Hey!
-Come on! Come on!
-Fuck you!
Hey! Stop.
Okay? She was never yours.
She was never mine.
It's not real.
I love you, man.
One more thing.
Asshole.
Yeah. You, too.
I'm gonna
find you a perfect spot.
You're gonna be right here.
You're gonna get fresh air.
You're gonna get sun.
You're gonna have water.
'Cause I'm still here.
I'm not going anywhere.
What's this?
It's for you.
I hope it's the right one.
Let's find out.
Okay, two more months
and we're overseas,
which should give Dave
plenty of time to practice
and stay in the pocket
next time.
Oh, man, I was in the pocket.
- Was he in the pocket?
- Ehh.
I don't think
he was in the pocket.
-Hey, guys.
-Oh, you were so good.
Thank you so much.
Here, I can only do a couple.
My wife's staring daggers at me.
There we are.
My wife's gonna yell at me.
Here you are.
Oh, jeez. I remember that.
Thank you so much. Sorry, guys.
That's all I got time for. Okay.
Do you mind?
Sure. Uh...
Jeez, is this my first album?
-Have you got a pen?
-No.
No?
Okay. Uh...
Sorry. Next time.
Sorry, guys.
Okay, sorry, guys. I'm sorry.
I have to see my wife.
I'm so sorry.
-Hi!
-Okay, let's go.
I know it's late. Next time
we'll get a babysitter.
- We'll just go.
- So?
I was kind of bored.
God! God.
Like a dagger to my heart.
Are you serious?
I saw you smiling.
You little liar.
- Of course you were. Jeez.
- Hey, Ez.
Need to see you, man.
Oh, Ezra, no.
It's way past her bedtime.
I know.
Two minutes. Two minutes.
It's Dave.
I've got to get paid. Come on.
Uh, give me two minutes, okay?
-Okay.
-Two minutes?
Two minutes.
How you feeling? You tired?
-Mm-hmm.
-You wanna sleep on me?
Okay.
Dad will be quick.
Oh, yeah, man. That was...
Oh, man.
It was so good to see you back,
man. And they loved you.
I know,
I forgot what it felt like
to be in front
of a live audience.
- Ahh.
- But they were in, man.
It was amazing. I closed my eyes
and suddenly...
-Yeah?
-...you feel it again.
Ez, I told you, man.
We've been down this road
for a long time,
and any time
you wanna come back,
these doors will always be
open for you. You know that.
Thank you for having me here
the last three days.
It-- it saved me.
Sarah, she's been...
It's been tough.
And congrats on the album.
- No.
- Oh, that's sweet, baby.
- Oh, man.
- That's good.
Well, let's hope people
start listening to jazz again.
We'll get there, though. Hey,
one looking for the road, baby.
Oh, I wish, man. I can't. I'm
driving. I got the little one.
- Oh, yeah. I hear you.
- Help yourself, though.
Hey, believe me.
Believe me, I will. I will.
-If we can...
-Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, man.
- Listen...
it's a little-- little thin
-this time, but...
-Hey, man.
We'll get you. It'll be better.
All right, man?
No, I understand.
Hey, go on the road, do your
thing, you come back, we'll--
There'll be a big fat wad
of cash for you next time, man.
Man, your mouth to God's ears,
my friend. I love you.
-I love you, man.
-Hey, you too, baby.
Go do your thing, hey?
-Okay.
-Yeah.
Hey.
Go do your thing, Ez.
Ezra, the next couple of months
are gonna be so tough on me.
-I just need some help.
-And I can help whenever I can,
but I-- I still
got to do my work.
Oh, baby, I'm sorry.
Are you waking up?
With you being gone,
I just need--
I just need
a little bit of support.
I'm feeling really stressed out.
I understand.
I'm doing the best I can.
Can we not do this
in front of El right now?
Okay. Okay.
-Shit.
-Where's the car?
Shit, I parked in front.
Okay.
- I think Mommy's mad at Daddy.
- Yeah, I can see that.
Oh, you can?
Okay. What do you think
I can do to make it better?
I really don't know.
Take her on holiday?
- No.
- No?
No.
Why didn't I play
your favorite song?
I don't know. I sometimes think
people are sick of hearing it.
Anyway, you always sing it
much better than I do.
You wanna give it a go?
Okay, watch your head, honey.
Watch out. Okay.
Tell you what.
You can use
the trumpet as a pillow.
You okay? All right, baby.
Oh, come on.
That wasn't that bad, was it?
Poor thing fell asleep.
Sadly not in her own bed.
No one wants
to listen to jazz anymore.
Jesus, Sarah.
I can't do anything else.
At least El will have
great taste in music.
What?
Well, either that or
she-- she'll hate me forever.
Hey!
Please!
El!
Okay. Okay.
It's okay. Hey, I'm here.
I'm here. I'm here.
You're okay.
Okay.
It's all right. It's all right.
It's all right. It's okay.
It's gonna be all right.
You're all right.
It's all okay.
It's all okay. It's okay.
Hang in there.
It was an accident.
The truck was
transporting a, uh...
Fresnel lens...
to Shallow Point Lighthouse.
-A what?
-A lens.
It sits on top of the
lighthouse, spins around.
I don't know.
Somehow it came loose.
Didn't think you were
gonna pull through, but...
yet here you are.
We'll continue to investigate,
but it looks like
it was just an accident.
I wanna see them.
My family.
Nobody told you?
No...
Hey! Hey, hey.
What are you doing?
You fall, you're not gonna
be able to sign off on the work.
Huh? You the new guy?
Look, the work's almost done.
Took long enough.
This one's temporary
but should be good to go.
I got some paperwork for you
to sign back in the office.
Old lighthouse keeper liked
to keep 'em for his records.
You do what you want with 'em.
I bill the city directly.
Eh? Come on, let's go.
Heights give me gas. Let's go.
You sure you should be
going up and down
these stairs in that thing?
I had to keep my guys on hold
for three weeks
'cause of this whole situation.
OT alone killed me.
You hear what happened?
Hell of a thing.
First one fell off the back of
a flatbed. Can you believe it?
Then my guy's
all ready to go, and...
damn thing didn't even make it.
Get my hands on the guy
who tied that thing down.
I'll be fighting with insurance
at the end of time over this.
Total waste of my time.
My second house in the Hamptons,
it's gonna get a mortgage.
My wife Jennifer's
been complaining about it.
I told her, you know what?
This is her fault
as much as anybody else.
She made me hire
her nephew, Clarence.
The kid's a moron.
I've never seen an idiot walk
and talk as much as this guy.
I'm surprised he can
walk and talk at all.
Stop sending me
your family members.
I gotta employ everybody
and their mother.
It has cost me
so much money as it is.
I'm gonna have to take
my daughter's braces
back out of her mouth.
This massive lens...
...flattened a car,
just like a pancake.
Can you believe it?
Well, there you go.
I didn't make a dime
on this job.
I tell you,
what a pain in the ass.
You coming? Jorge!
Take your hand out
of that guy's pocket.
What a way to go, right?
Kind of ironic. Flatbed.
Eh, what are you gonna do?
Just need
your John Hancock over here
and, uh, I think we'll be done.
We got, uh-- Ah, yes, sir.
This will give you
full ownership of the lens.
That's all you need.
Got a pen?
Pen. Pen. I got a pen
in here somewhere. Yeah.
Here we are.
There you go.
Any problems, give us a call.
Thank you.
Oh!
Can I get my pen back?
No.
Okay, keep it.
I got another on the truck.
Good luck with the job.
God.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
Wakey, wakey.
Mama's here.
What the fuck?
Who the hell are you?
Ezra.
Where's Larry?
I-- I--
Son of a bitch.
He did it.
He damn up and left.
What a fuckin' guy.
You don't know
where he went, do you?
No. He said he was gonna leave,
but that we'd go together.
Yeah. Bastard.
He didn't have
the guts to tell me.
So...
So.
You're the new guy.
Uh...
Well, new guy...
you got mail.
You see Larry, you tell him
it's too late for him.
I've moved on.
Hey.
Wait.
Wait.
Hey, this isn't for me.
I-- I--
What happened?
Hey. What happened?
Oh...
God damn it!
Don't know how many times
I have to tell them this.
Lock the damn door!
Every fucking morning I walk by,
I gotta see the same shit.
Jesus!
Lock the damn door!
Jesus.
Okay, you could
try and take away her matches,
or her lighter.
Yeah, you're right, she'd
probably just use the stove.
Okay, so open some windows.
Close the door to the room,
okay?
And I'll be home soon.
I gotta go.
Sorry, your-- your locks?
Locks?
They're over there.
-How much?
-Four bucks even.
Thanks.
Excuse me?
You're Ezra Cooper, right?
-Can I have a drag?
-No, later.
-Your mother's here.
-Come on.
Hey!
-Grandma, come on.
-No!
Ow.
Oh, shit.
- So?
- I was kind of bored.
God!
Any time
you wanna come back,
these doors will always be
open for you. You know that.
Oh, fuck.
Hey.
Wait, wh-- whiskey!
What?
Whiskey?
I got a whole bottle
down at the house.
It's not gonna drink itself.
What time is it?
Does it matter?
Hey, come on.
Hey.
I got you. I got you.
Hey, here we go.
It's okay. It's okay. Okay.
Oh! It's okay.
I got you.
Come on.
All right. Here we go. Come on.
Here.
I got you.
Here.
Fifteen years in that orchestra.
Fifteen damn years, and--
and those sons of bitches
replaced me.
Bassist for a keyboard player.
For five years,
my life was-- was good.
Then it's not.
My-- my girl left me
because I'm broke.
And she's marrying, guess who?
The keyboard player.
So...
my gift to both of them was...
me dead.
Here.
What's that?
Exactly what it looks like.
It's rat poison.
For what?
So you can kill yourself.
That's a little much, no?
I don't think so.
And it's better in here.
It's warm, dignified.
No, no, no. Has to be big.
You know, me, dead on the rocks.
A corpse.
There's some waves hitting it,
you know?
This... splatter.
It's fuckin' poetic.
The moment your body
hits those rocks,
your brains are gonna
be worn on the outside, and...
seagulls pecking
at your eyeballs.
And it's gonna be a mess.
Maybe I want a mess.
I gave her everything.
She said it wasn't me.
It was me.
Now...
I ain't got shit.
Uh, you want my two cents?
What you're feeling
right now is gonna pass.
And then you're gonna realize
that she wasn't the one.
And when it's real,
you'll know it.
Better yet, so will she.
Yeah, maybe, right?
What's wrong with your trumpet?
It's gonna be okay.
I mean, it's whatever.
She's never coming back, man.
Never coming back.
You gonna be okay?
Yeah, um...
sorry, man, I'm a little--
-little light on cash.
-Oh, yeah.
-For a taxi.
-Here.
What do you need, like...
-Twenty okay?
-Yeah, thank you.
-I'll pay you back.
-No, don't worry about it.
-It's fine.
-No, it's cool.
-We're boys, you know?
-Yeah.
-You're...
-Yeah.
Was.
You tried to hide.
I knew it was you.
I knew it!
I knew it was
Ezra fucking Cooper!
Other way.
What?
Other way.
Okay.
Love you, man. Thank you.
I'ma pay you back, I promise.
Don't worry about it.
What the fuck?
Hey!
Hey, man!
What are you doing?
Hey, stop that! What--
What the hell are you doing?
Stop!
I said stop!
Ow!
Ow! Shit.
Ow.
God--
What happened?
I thought you'd done
a Larry and bounced.
But here you are.
What are you doing?
You're very cute, you know that?
Looks like somebody
got something special.
-Oh--
-I fuckin' love flowers, Ezra.
Oh, no, I-- I think--
I think you misunderstand.
I love flowers.
I-- I'm sure you do, I just--
-Hey, listen to me.
-You're sweet.
-And shy.
-I didn't. I didn't--
No, no, no, no, no,
please, please. I'm--
They must be-- they must be
for the other guy.
I'm so sorry.
That bag of shit
leave a number or anything?
I, uh...
You see that no-balls
Donnie Becker son of a bitch,
you tell him...
this train has left the station.
You hear me?
Yeah.
Same goes for you, too.
Okay.
Huh?
You say something?
-No.
-Sure
I thought I heard "come back."
Oh, my...
Hey!
Hey, I warned you!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Stop, what are you doing, man?
Stop!
What are you doing?
Shit!
Hey, stop!
Stop! What are you---
Are you okay?
Gosh!
Who was that?
-I have no fucking idea.
-Come on.
Yeah, I owe my friend
some money,
I came by and this guy
was beating his ass.
Right there.
You lucky I didn't
kill you, asshole.
He wasn't
trying to kill himself.
This one just escaped
from prison a few nights ago.
May have been trying
to fake his own death.
You need to
lock him up forever.
-That's what you need to do.
-No, I'm fine.
-I'm fine.
-Sir, I really think
you should go to the hospital.
I don't wanna go to hospital.
No more hospitals.
Man, someone tell this guy
to shut the fuck up, please?
You have a pretty big contusion.
Jesus, will you shut
the fuck up, please?
- Right there.
- Shut the fuck up!
Fuck.
When I was a boy, I had a dream.
I think it was a dream.
I was standing
outside a mirror closet.
And God was talking to me.
He said, "If you trust me,
"you can go inside
"and all will be revealed."
All will be revealed.
And so I did.
I opened the closet
and... the devil
was sitting on God's lap.
And they were
both laughing at me.
What the fuck is
this guy talking about?
And they were
both laughing at me.
Man.
Man and his relations with God.
Man is so full
of contradictions.
Right?
On one hand,
he is God.
On the other hand,
he's the devil.
The choices he makes
are what shapes him.
It's a choice of
what he shows the world.
In the mirror...
Look.
Look.
In the mirror.
Made you some food.
All you had was soup or cereal.
Cereal it is.
No.
Man...
Man, um...
I hear this music.
I look at you.
Even if I never met you,
I still know it's you.
Man...
I saw you, you know,
play in New York
years back at the Smalls.
Yeah...
It must be amazing
have all those people just
screaming for you.
All eyes on you.
Ezra Cooper.
You know why
they call Charlie Parker "Bird?"
He got a fondness for birds?
Mm-mm.
He soared above the notes.
Yeah.
I mean, to do that, to...
to really do that...
...to take those 12 notes,
make them your own,
to truly transcend the music.
You have to empty your soul.
But then that comes
at a price, you know?
And you're left gutted.
A shell, petrified you won't
get there on the next one.
And then the next one.
So you just keep going until
there's nothing left of you.
Just a carcass.
And that's when
the booze comes in.
And the drugs...
give you the sense of confidence
you can get that one more time.
And one more time.
They found me strung out
in some back alley in Sicily
the morning of that show.
The album
that defined my career.
I don't even remember making it.
Yeah.
Or maybe I was
already dead, who knows?
I heard about the accident.
I'm sorry, man.
Yeah, me too.
Stop!
Hey!
Stop!
Wait, go back!
So be careful coming
off the bus, all right?
Let's go one by one.
Don't go too far.
Um, let's go over here.
Just wait here.
Okay? Over here.
Over here.
And just play for a moment.
I'll be right back.
Wave goodbye to John.
Thank you.
Okay, I'll be right back.
Hi.
Uh... We're, uh,
we're here for the-- the tour.
Tour? What tour?
St. Luke's Elementary School.
We have a tour scheduled today.
Oh! Oh, um...
Yeah, uh...
Yeah.
Yeah, I can show you around.
Definitely.
Um, just give me a sec.
Okay, sure.
Australia. New Zealand.
How about
things you might draw?
I forgot the pill.
Oh, my gosh.
I'm so sorry.
Um, okay, just need water.
Here, okay.
Um, excuse me, I'm sorry.
Can, uh-- Is it possible to get
a glass of water, please?
I'm sorry I forgot it.
You okay?
You all right?
Hi.
Uh-- Hi.
Um, just a glass of water?
Sure.
-There you go.
-Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Hey.
Yeah, they had a tour today.
I didn't want to wake you.
-Okay.
-Okay.
Have fun.
I'm Sam.
Hannah, and this is Jack.
Hey, Jack.
-Shall we?
-We shall.
All right, let's go.
Let's go, let's go.
All right, kids!
Who wants to see the lighthouse?
Me!
Yes!
Wait, you lost your hair--
You really lost your headband.
Come on.
That's what it is.
-Are you from here?
-Born and raised.
-Nice. Cool.
-What about you?
Nah, Chicago, originally.
-Oh, okay.
-Yeah.
I've never been to Chicago.
-It's windy.
-Yeah?
Yeah, real windy.
Guys, did you guys know
Chicago is so windy,
they make towers?
When the wind hits the towers,
they sway like this.
Okay, I have a question.
Who can remember what
year the lighthouse was built?
Um, 1860...
Hmm...
We went over this.
I know you know.
He's scared of everything.
-Okay, all right.
Ah, 1874, that's my boy.
Well, I guess they don't make
them like they used to,
right kids?
This way, guys.
All right, guys.
Who wants to see
the light turn on?
- Me!
- All right, here we go.
Whoa.
Watch how it spins around.
Oh-- Let's go, let me see.
Oh, come on!
There it goes.
It's because
it's very, very old.
It's called a Fresnel lens,
and they say that this lens
saved a million ships.
Sometimes they can be
as big as 12 feet tall.
- Whoa.
- Yeah. Really big.
Does anyone know
why we have lighthouses?
-Yes?
-So that the ships and
the boats can see
where the land and rocks is,
-and they don't crash.
-Yeah, exactly.
It serves as a warning
so ships can see that there's
land or rocks or shallow water.
Does anyone know how
tall this lighthouse is?
What, 68 feet?
No.
Okay, who?
-You.
-100?
Oh! So close.
-106?
-You remembered!
Yes, 106 feet.
Damn, that's tall.
-It's tall.
-Oh, sorry. Sorry, guys.
My God. Also, it's, uh,
it's the second-oldest working
lighthouse in America,
so it's very, very special.
What-- what are you,
into lighthouses?
I did my research,
and I like to read.
I haven't read a book in years.
Maybe you should.
-No, too much reading involved.
-All right.
-That's usually...
-Gotta actually
-open the book, so.
-...how you read a book. Yeah.
Okay, kids,
let's go outside,
and maybe we could
try to find a sea cucumber?
Miss Hannah, I want
to go to the bathroom.
Anyone else has
to use the bathroom?
Me.
-Okay, well...
-Go inside? Is that okay?
-Yeah. Yeah, of course.
-Okay, thank you.
All right, kids,
come on, let's go.
-Come on, guys, this way.
-Come on, everyone out.
I think that's the right...
Way to the bathroom.
Does anyone else
have to go to the bathroom?
Okay, come on, this way.
You know what that is?
Yes, it's a trumpet.
Yeah, it's a trumpet.
You know how to play?
-No.
-You want to?
You know, it's not that hard.
You could learn, God forbid.
Jack?
I think you should
put that down now.
Hey.
I'm sorry, he's, um...
He's curious,
and he loves music.
Oh, it's fine.
I was curious at his age.
I play the bass.
Well, I used to, you know.
I could teach him.
-I'm hungry.
-You're hungry?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, well...
All we have is booze, so, uh...
Okay.
Thank you for everything.
Of course. Anytime.
It's nice to see you again.
Come on, guys, let's go.
- Let's go, guys.
- Remember the bass.
Yes, the bass.
How you holding up?
Yo, Ezra.
Do you believe in a...
...love at first sight?
Oh, God.
Oh, hey.
Hi.
-Come on-- come on in.
-Thank you.
-Hey.
-Hi.
It's funny, my wife never used
to put a knife out on the table.
And I-- I always just
got upset about it.
Now I just use a fork,
and I don't even need the knife.
So stupid.
- My goodness.
- So you really made this?
Yeah. A hearty meal.
Yeah, it's a good meal.
Using my hands.
Very undignified.
What is in the rice?
Do you use butter?
- Top secret.
- Top secret?
Top secret.
Uh, this might sound
kind of weird, but, um,
I think we should toast.
I mean, I haven't had
a home-cooked meal in so long.
I want to say thank
you to our chef, Hannah.
To our chef.
And I want to celebrate.
To the best chef in the world.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
Okay, so tell me, you're a chef,
you work in a hardware store,
you're a tour guide,
you're anything else
we should know about?
Mmm, that's about it.
How-- How'd you know
she works in a hardware store?
I've seen her a couple of times.
By the way, I want to
say I'm sorry for how I acted.
I know I must have
looked quite a sight.
- Oh, it's okay.
- There was a...
lot going on.
Oh, man, it's uh...
it is good to have
a real meal after a while.
I don't think I've had
anything solid, just alcohol.
Hey, you know,
guys, you know what, um...
I have an idea.
What is it?
Where's my guitar?
Ah, it was a good show.
Thank you for
coming here tonight.
And thank you, just...
Just to be around humans,
you know.
Show's over.
Yeah.
I think I should probably
get him into bed.
- Hey.
- Mhm ?
Hey, buddy.
How you doing?
-I gotta finish this song.
-No, no, no.
I think we played
enough for one night.
-Come here.
-Jamming...
Let's get you into bed.
You all right? Hang on.
Watch the table.
Watch the table.
-We were jamming, man.
-Yeah, we were.
No, you were so good.
You're like Jimi Hendrix.
I play what I play.
I'm not finished,
just gonna lie you down
for a little while, okay?
Come on.
-Everything's moving.
-Let's go to bed.
All right.
All right.
Oh--
You scared me.
I've never been up here before.
Wow.
Now, the few times I have been
up here, I don't think I ever
took a minute to appreciate
just how beautiful that is.
It's one of those things I found
out about when I was a kid,
and I just could see it,
like, colors or something.
You know,
my father loved your music.
Really?
-Yeah.
-Oh, my God.
He must've had terrible taste.
That he did not.
He was a-- a jazz fanatic,
or jazz enthusiast,
I think they say.
They do say that.
He couldn't believe
a 17-year-old made that sound.
Yeah, that was a long time ago.
I swear he listened
to your records so much
that he would wear them out,
and he would just, hours, hours,
he would talk to the record
like he was actually there.
He'd point out every little
nuance of what you were playing.
I don't think I would
have had any idea, either.
Huh.
You know, your music
reminds me of him.
When I listen to your stuff,
it's...
it's like I can see him clearly,
like, as clear
as I see you right now.
It's like he's right
there in front of me.
I mean, sometimes I play,
and I hit a certain note,
and it... it takes
me back to when I was a kid.
The first time I was in love,
the first time I really cried--
-He said the same thing.
-Oh, wow.
And people yelling and
shouting in the distance,
you know,
I guess that's music as well.
-That's life.
-It's life, it is.
What you were saying earlier
about the trumpeters,
all-- all my favorite people,
it's like very few people
-classically trained.
-Yeah.
It's like they could
see the notes.
-Right.
-They didn't know what
they were going to play,
they could just picture it.
Yeah.
Oh, I thought that
was beautiful.
I think it's what made me pick
up the trumpet in the beginning.
Come in?
I'll make you the worst
cup of coffee in the world.
Come on.
Thanks.
I'm kidding.
It's great.
The best worst
coffee I've ever had.
Mom, I'm thirsty.
Okay.
Here. Have mine.
-Hi.
-Mm-hmm.
-Remember me?
-Mm-hmm.
-Snazzy PJs.
-Mm-hmm, thanks.
Jack, you little shit,
-why are you still up?
-I was thirsty.
I was getting some water.
Don't you sidetalk me!
I was thirsty and
I'm allowed to be thirsty.
What's wrong with it?
He had a whole box
of chocolate chip cookies.
-Okay, Mom.
-Yeah. No shit, you're thirsty.
-Let's go to bed.
-Who's that?
Who's that in the living room?
-Don't you worry about it.
-Who do you mean?
I'm going to go check to see.
Are you going
to come back tomorrow?
-Maybe.
-Oh.
If you do, please bring
your trumpet, okay?
-Yeah, sure.
-Oh, okay.
Can you also please
play my favorite song tomorrow?
-What's your favorite song?
-Well, you know.
See you, Ezra.
I had a pen this time.
I'm sorry.
I took the liberty.
My own signed copy.
-Thank you.
-Yeah.
Is that your mother?
That's my ex's mother.
She's a little crazy.
Sometimes we find
her wandering the street
or just yelling out a window.
Just, "help,
I'm being kidnapped."
-Oh.
-Yeah.
It's Jack that I worry about.
Why?
His-- his father
left when he was young and
ever since he just...
hasn't been the same.
He's socially awkward
and he doesn't really
have many friends.
It's just a lot for him.
I feel I'm
weighing on him and...
-there's not much I can do.
-Yeah.
I get it. He's 10?
Yeah, he's 10.
Yeah, my daughter was 10.
That's a tough age,
but you'll pull through.
Oh, Hannah,
I left my purse in the car.
Can you get
it before it gets stolen?
Yes, Mom.
Come with me.
You must be Larry.
Sheryl dropped by.
Yeah, she did, actually.
Twice.
Does she have anything to say?
No, nothing. She said nothing.
Hey.
Hannah.
-Sam?
-Hey.
Hi.
Oh, I got you a latte.
Two sugars, one milk.
Same way I like it.
Okay.
Oh, uh, listen, um,
I can't stop thinking about you.
Like, um, it's like,
I know this is off, like,
left field, but...
I want to ask you something.
Sam.
Please don't.
I went
by the lighthouse earlier.
Have you-- have you seen Ezra?
Yeah, I have. Um...
We've been
spending time together.
I don't know what to say.
Sam?
-Ah! Jesus, fuck!
-How could you?
What the hell are you
talking about?
-What are you doing?
-How could you?
What?
-Ah!
-Everybody treats me like
-I don't exist.
-Are you crazy?
What are you talking about?
You always make me
look like a keyboardist.
- Shit!
- She was mine!
-Hey! Sam! Sam!
-She was mine!
Stop! Sam! Sam.
Hey. Stop-- Hey!
-Come on! Come on!
-Fuck you!
Hey! Stop.
Okay? She was never yours.
She was never mine.
It's not real.
I love you, man.
One more thing.
Asshole.
Yeah. You, too.
I'm gonna
find you a perfect spot.
You're gonna be right here.
You're gonna get fresh air.
You're gonna get sun.
You're gonna have water.
'Cause I'm still here.
I'm not going anywhere.
What's this?
It's for you.
I hope it's the right one.
Let's find out.