One Last Thing (2018) Movie Script
1
[music playing]
And... got it.
That's great, doc.
Yes it is, Mr. Sampson.
[LIGHT MELODIC PIANO MUSIC
PLAYS]
[thwack]
[door clicks open then shut]
[keys clink on table]
[liquid pouring]
[knocks]
Hey.
Hey.
Mrs. Donner's ready for you.
OK.
Also, Margo asked
me to tell you
that someone named Exavier
Cruz called while you
were with Mrs. Tarika.
He said he'd stop
by around 4:00,
but that he'd wait till
you were available.
He's coming here.
Your teeth look
great, Mrs. Donner.
Thank you, dear.
He's such a nice boy.
Yes, he is, ma'am.
Can I set you up
with my grandson?
He's a nice boy
too, very handsome.
Can you take it from here?
Take care, Mrs. Donner.
You too, dear.
I'm surprised to
see you here, Exavier.
I found her.
Elise?
Not Elise.
Holy shit.
JAIME: Hey, everything OK?
Yeah.
Well, then who was that guy?
I'm sorry, Jaime.
I can't talk about it right now.
I got to go out.
Can you cover
whoever we have left?
Yeah, of course.
Are you sure you're OK?
Yeah.
I'll call you later.
[exhales deeply then sniffs]
[sighs]
Hmm.
[sets glass down]
Ach.
Dillinger.
Huh.
[chuckles slightly]
[door creaks open]
Just so we're clear, this
isn't what I had in mind
when you said you'd
call me later.
I know.
I'm just glad you were up.
It's 1:00 AM, Dylan.
I wasn't up.
Is everything OK?
Well, I have a daughter.
I'm sorry?
20 years ago, I hired an
investigator, Exavier Cruz.
I told him there
might be a child, um...
I didn't really know.
So when are you
going to go meet her?
Oh, I don't know.
Why not?
I haven't been
around for 25 years.
And I'm just going to
show up out of nowhere?
You didn't know she existed.
She doesn't know that.
You're an idiot.
[chuckles]
You have the chance to
meet the daughter you've
been looking for for 25 years.
JAIME: You're OK?
I'm going to need you to
cover the office this weekend.
[street noise]
[soft piano music]
[recorded music in background]
Hey, mama.
Two coffees, please.
How are you doing, sweetheart?
Who's sweetheart?
Get that away from me, OK?
You think that
stuff works on me?
Because it doesn't.
Thank you.
Here you go.
Yeah, go on, funky
breath hipster jackass.
Have a good day.
- Hi, there.
- Uh...
Can I help you?
- Oh, um... no, I'm just looking.
- OK.
Let me know if you need help.
I'll... I'll do that.
(QUIETLY) You can't just
keep apologizing [inaudible]..
[speaking softly and inaudibly]
[kiss]
[crash]
[sighs]
Is everything OK?
I've got it.
See ya later.
- I'm sorry about that.
- It's cool.
No, I didn't talk to her.
But I did find out she drinks
coffee, hates hipsters,
can take care of herself...
and she's a lesbian.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE): Really?
That's cool.
I hate hipsters too.
[chuckles] I just wasn't
prepared for any of this stuff.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE):
Look, you're playing
catch up in the dad department.
You just need to go talk to her.
Yeah.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE):
I'm here if you need me.
Good night, Jaime.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE): Night.
[birds chirping]
[soft piano music]
LUCY: Hi.
WOMAN IN MEDICAL OFFICE:
White man is the doctor.
[inaudible]
LUCY: Oh, he'll be all right.
[sobbing and sniffling]
- Excuse me?
- All right.
Excuse me, ma'am?
The young lady who just
left here, Lucy Dillinger...
what's wrong with her?
I can't give out
that information.
It's very important
that I know.
Oh, well then, why don't
I open my entire patient
roster to you?
Look, I'm a dentist.
I understand patient
confidentiality.
But this is important.
I'm sorry.
Did you just associate
dentistry and doctor
patient confidentiality?
[scoffs] Child, please.
And the fact that
you're a dentist
makes me even less
likely to help you.
How about the fact
that I'm her father?
[sighs] Hmm.
Miss Dillinger lists
her father as deceased.
[typing softly]
[phone chimes]
Hey.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE): Hey, so?
So I'm going to
leave her alone.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE):
I don't get it.
She thinks I'm dead, Jaim.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE):
How do you know that?
It's a long story.
But I do.
And I just... think
she'd be better off.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE): Dylan,
no one's better off thinking
one of their parents is dead.
[sighs]
Morning, sir.
Can I help you?
Hi, I'm checking out.
Room 913.
MAN (ON PA): Ladies
and gentlemen,
we're going to begin boarding
flight 583 to Orlando, Florida,
in about two minutes.
We thank you for flying
with Sunset Airways,
and we look forward
to serving you.
[talking indistinctly]
[children laughing]
HOTEL RECEPTIONIST: I'm sorry.
Didn't you just...
A change of plans.
Hey, Lucy.
I'm your father.
No, I can't just blurt
it out like that.
How are you, Darth Vader?
Or I could just ease into it.
You know, just keep
it casual, relaxed.
Hey, do you mind if I sit here?
Oh, great, thanks.
My name is Dylan.
I think we might actually
know each other in a way.
That's better.
No, it's not.
Hi.
I know this might
come as a shock.
And for that, I'm sorry.
But I really don't know
any other way to say it.
So I'm just going to
come right out with it.
My name is Dylan Derringer.
And I'm your father.
OK, that's not so terrible.
[heavy exhale]
[CANNED MUSIC PLAYS IN
BACKGROUND]
Hi.
This might come as
a shock to you...
Fuck off, perv.
Didn't I even see you over
there checking me out?
- Get the hell away from me.
- Hey.
- No.
- But wait!
I'm your father,
Dylan Derringer.
Dylan Derringer, Dillinger.
[breathes heavily] And my
name is Dylan Derringer.
Your last name is Dillinger.
Dylan Derringer.
Dillinger.
I'm your father.
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Lucy, wait.
- I'm sorry!
- Stay away from me!
I'm sorry!
Please stop!
[breathing heavily]
I recognize you from the photo.
Really?
The one my mom gave me.
I figured she wouldn't
mention me much.
She didn't.
Said you died in a car accident.
Oh, come on.
[half laughs]
It's not funny.
Oh, I'm sorry.
It's just the kind of
thing she would make up.
How is your mom?
Is she...
ODed when I was 15.
Oh, I'm sorry.
She was always strung out
and apparently lying to me.
Uh, do you want
to sit for a minute?
I guess so.
But I got to go to work soon.
And I... [sighs deeply]
So what happened
after your mom died?
Who did you live with?
I went into foster
care till I was 18.
Oh.
Honestly, it wasn't that
bad, except that they spit you
out if you don't get adopted.
And you didn't?
No, I didn't.
But I didn't want to.
Because I misbehaved.
How come?
I guess I just wanted to
be on my own for a while.
I've been looking
for you for 25 years.
[sighs] I pretty
much had given up.
- [coughing]
- You OK?
Yeah.
Fine.
Is that cough the reason
you went to the medicals?
How did you know about that?
How did you know about that?
- I followed you yesterday.
- Wait.
- You followed me?
- Yes.
I... I...
For how long?
How long?
Two days.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- You followed me for two days?
- Yes, but I was...
You know what?
That is gross, man.
I gotta go to work.
Lucy!
Listen, I'm sorry I upset you.
Can I see you before
I leave tomorrow?
You're leaving tomorrow?
Yeah, I have something at work
on Monday that I can't miss.
Where do you work?
I mean, where do you even live?
Uh, I'm a dentist.
And I live in Florida.
I really would like to
see you before I go.
How about I give you my number?
That way you can call
me if you want to meet.
Go.
- 407-321-8464.
- All right.
[phone buzzes]
- Hi.
- Hi.
So you followed me yesterday.
And the day before.
[scoffs] Right.
Why?
Honestly, it just seemed
preferable to showing up
at your door and dumping
this huge news on you.
So you basically ended
up doing that anyway.
I guess it was
sort of unavoidable.
I think I was trying to
wrap my head around things
before I decided what to do.
So you were considering
not even contacting me?
I thought you
would be better off.
Really?
I mean, what, you'd come
all the way here just to go
home without even meeting me?
Actually, I was at the
airport ready to leave.
Well, why didn't you?
I saw this mother
reading Goodnight
Moon to her daughters.
And I just couldn't.
WAIT STAFF: Here we go.
You guys need anything else?
Uh, no, thanks.
We're good.
What else did you see, besides
me being at the hospital?
Well, the first day, I saw you
yell at that kid in the cafe.
Um-hmm.
I also saw you with the
girl in the bookstore.
You were there too?
Yeah.
I was the guy who knocked over
the books as you were leaving.
Wow, this is... this
is so weird, man.
- Like...
- I know.
- I know.
- [sighs]
I know.
Is she your girlfriend?
Yeah.
Alex is my girlfriend.
Why, does that bother you?
No, not at all.
How long have you been together?
About eight months.
When things are
going well with Alex...
Yeah, it's OK.
Just OK?
Dude, what... is this?
What's with the
inquisition, huh?
I'm asking because
it seemed like you
had a fight when I was there.
So?
So.
We had a fight.
Who the fuck cares?
Sometimes I don't make
things easy on her, OK?
- How so?
- No, no, no.
We're not doing this.
I'm not talking
about this with you.
All right.
How do you like
living in Brooklyn?
Fu... you ask a
lot of questions.
I'm trying to get to know you.
Yeah, I got that.
Look, what do you want
me to do here, Lucy?
I get that you are
not sure of me.
But you have some
things going on.
And I'm asking all these
questions because I
want to know about them, OK?
And you know not for nothing.
If you want to
avoid the questions
I'm asking you so bad, you
could ask some yourself.
Otherwise, what
are we doing here?
I'm going to get out of here.
Wait, wait.
Lucy.
Look, I'm sorry about...
You live in Florida?
Yeah.
I do.
Why?
[chuckles] Um,
because it never
gets this cold down there.
And I love to play golf.
You're a dentist, right?
Yes.
And a golfer?
Yes.
Basically, you are the most
boring person on the planet.
[chuckles]
- Did you really look for me?
- What?
You said earlier
that you've been
looking for me for 25 years.
I mean, how?
Why did it take you so long?
I don't know.
Oh, come on.
Seriously?
Yeah.
How do you not know?
I hired an investigator.
And... and... and... and I didn't
even know until even a few days
ago that you even existed.
Well... what did you
think happened to me?
That's what I've been
trying to find out.
What was my mom like
when you knew her?
Oh, she was great...
sweet and funny.
Real fun and complicated.
It's like you're describing
a totally different person.
She was.
We got in an accident.
And she got hooked on drugs.
Oh, it happened so fast.
She would get so
sad for no reason.
She was cold, and irrational...
angry.
Well, that sounds
like the woman I knew.
Yeah.
Things got bad.
She was using heroin.
One night she told
me she was pregnant,
and we had a huge fight.
I tried to convince
her to get help.
Did a really bad job.
- Next day, she was gone.
- So wait.
She was using while she
was pregnant with me, then.
I don't know.
But she was nowhere near
getting clean before.
Well, that makes sense.
With what?
With why I go to
the medical center.
[sighs] I have something
called kidney dysplasia.
Do you know what that is?
When the kidney
doesn't form properly?
[sighs heavily] Yeah.
And I only have one
that works properly.
So I have to go to
the medical center
every month to get
it checked out.
And it's not doing well?
That's why you left, crying?
Of course, you saw that too.
[sighs] Yeah, it's
starting to deteriorate,
which means I need a transplant.
But I'm really far
down on the list
and have a high PRA percentage.
So...
What's that?
It pretty much means that
it's more difficult for me
to find a donor.
Because my body will reject a
kidney from a higher percentage
of people, which
doesn't even matter
anyways, because I can't even
afford a frickin' transplant.
You don't have insurance?
No, I do.
But the cost of the
medicine and the aftercare
is almost as expensive
as the transplant itself.
And my insurance doesn't
cover all that extra stuff.
Anyway...
Do they know how long your
kidney will keep working?
Not really.
I mean, they think a year.
Not years.
This is me.
Yeah, I know.
Such a stalker, man.
So you, uh, [sighs] really
have to leave tomorrow?
I have a state
inspection for my practice.
And I'm legally
required to be there.
But maybe I can come
back and see you again.
I'd like that.
OK.
- I'll call.
- Good night.
Hey, Lucy?
It's nice to finally meet you.
You too.
[exhales]
- Hey.
- Hey.
How was golf this morning?
Oh, I was terrible.
Yeah, right.
No, I was awful.
Well, there is an
envelope in there that
will probably make you happy.
Bye.
LUCY (VOICEOVER): Dear
Dylan, I'm writing because I
love to write letters.
But I haven't had anyone
to write one for a while.
That said, I'm realizing that
I'm a little out of practice,
and I don't really
know what to write.
Oh, I do want to say,
I'm glad you didn't leave
before you came to
meet me, even if you
did screw that whole thing up.
Good luck with your
golfing this weekend.
I hope you win.
Do people say win in golf,
or is there some kind
of bougie term they use?
Whatever.
I'm just making conversation.
OK, looking forward
to your visit, Lucy.
PS, if you don't write me
back, I will hate you...
forever.
DYLAN (VOICEOVER): Dear
Lucy, despite losing
the club championship, I find
myself not caring one bit.
Clearly, there's
something wrong with me.
I blame you.
I also have to say I
was surprised to receive
your letter, mostly because
I didn't think people
your age knew how
to use an actual pen
or form a complete
sentence, let alone
how to use the postal system.
[laughs]
DYLAN (VOICEOVER):
Come to think of it,
how did you get my address?
LUCY (VOICEOVER):
Dear Dylan, I got
your address using this
wonderful invention
called Google.
Old people like you may
not know how to use it yet,
but one day you will.
Anyway, turns out
there aren't many Dylan
Derringers in Orlando, and
even fewer are dentists.
DYLAN (VOICEOVER):
Dear Lucy, well done.
I'm happy to know I'm not the
only stalker in the family.
LUCY (VOICEOVER): Dear Dylan,
I learned from the best.
DYLAN (VOICEOVER): Dear Lucy,
it was the least I could do.
Can't wait to see you
again this weekend.
[both laughing]
LUCY: Come on.
You know that was fun.
I wouldn't take you
for a carousel girl.
Kidding me?
Ah, I love this stuff.
My mom and I used to...
we used to do it all the time.
And... I, um...
Lucy?
Whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa... Lucy, are you OK?
Come on.
Are you OK?
[gasping] Yeah.
Here.
Here, here.
Lucy, come on.
(MUFFLED) Dylan, I'm fine.
Come on, let's
go to the hospital.
I don't know.
Look, I'm fine.
Sorry, this happens sometimes.
I'm sorry I ruined
our afternoon.
Oh, Lucy.
You have nothing
to apologize for.
Really.
[gasps]
Hey!
Hey!
How are you feeling today?
Good, good.
I'm sorry if I
scared you yesterday.
- Yeah, that was interesting.
- Yeah.
But prepare to
redeem yourself.
Because I found
something cool for us
to do if you're up for it.
[laughing] I am.
I'm up for it.
Give me a second.
I've got to finish this.
What are all those for?
Well, they're supposed to
keep me from falling down.
What are they really for?
Because I've been learning
about your condition.
Oh, my condition, huh?
[laughs]
Yes.
OK.
Well, um, these two are
for my blood pressure.
Um, these two are vitamin E.
For your muscles?
Yeah.
Um, this is an anti-anemia drug.
This is an iron supplement.
And this one is
for bone strength.
That's a lot.
Yeah, that's my life.
All right, come on.
Let's go do this
super cool thing
that you're so excited about.
I'm excited now.
OK, now, for the record,
I didn't say super cool.
I mean, that's a totally
different level of cool.
OK, you're so weird.
[laughs] This was
your cool idea?
Yep.
We're on a boat.
Isn't it great?
- Hey, smile.
- Hey!
I can't even believe you
bought that tacky picture.
As a photographer,
I'm deeply offended.
Well, I like it.
Come on, it was fun.
Cool way to see this city.
Uh-huh.
I promise I won't tell
anybody you had a good time.
Whatever.
Yeah.
So anyways, this
captain driver guy...
[chuckling]
He makes this crazy turn.
And the whole boat...
everyone on the boat... just,
like, slides off to the side.
Did you see the lady
that was sitting there?
Did you see her?
She fell on the floor.
It was hilarious.
Umm.
Sounds kind of lame to me.
- Why would you do that?
- Do what?
Even if you weren't
interested in Lucy's story,
why would you shut
her down like that?
Dylan... please.
It's OK.
DYLAN: No, it's not.
Why would you do that?
Um, are you going to let
him talk to me like that?
DYLAN: I'm going to
talk to you like this
as long as you keep
talking to her like that.
He's not entirely
wrong, you know.
Seriously?
OK.
[scoffs] All right.
Uh, you have fun with
your new friend here, OK?
[silverware clangs on plate]
All right?
You know I can
take care of myself.
Sorry, but she shouldn't
treat you like that.
She doesn't mean
anything by it.
You shouldn't have to
make excuses for her.
And you shouldn't tell me what
I need or what I don't need.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
[phone chimes]
You need to get that?
It's probably Jaime.
I'll call her on the
way to the hotel.
Who's Jaime?
I guess I haven't
told you about her.
She's my hygienist at work.
Why is your hygienist
calling you this late?
We're friends.
We talk whenever.
She knows all about you.
Really?
Is she pretty?
Yeah, but it's not like that.
Why not?
What's with the inquisition?
[laughs] Shut up.
Come on.
Why isn't it like that
with your pretty friend?
Because it just isn't.
You'll see when you visit.
I'm visiting?
I was hoping you would.
When?
Whenever you want.
Next weekend, weekend after...
whenever.
Well, I have my monthly
[inaudible] checkup next week.
If my doctor says it's OK,
maybe I could come after that?
Well, that gives me
enough time to find
us a super cool tour to take.
[laughs] Gosh, I
can't wait for that.
You need it.
Good night.
Good night.
Hey!
[sighs] Come here.
Oh.
Travel safe.
[giggles] Oh, and, um, thanks
for sticking up for me tonight.
- I promise not to do it again.
- Yeah.
[footsteps fade]
[door creaks open]
Hey!
Welcome back.
I think I want
to be her donor.
Whoa, OK.
I've done some research,
and it seems pretty simple.
They go in, snag my kidney,
and pop it into her.
Dylan.
I know.
She really needs
this though, Jaime.
Look, I know you
want to help her.
But?
But there are a lot of
risks for both of you.
And you just met her.
What does that Matter
she's my daughter!
And this is major surgery.
It'll change your life forever.
Look, Lucy's sick.
And she's going to get worse.
If I can do something about
it, that's all I need to know.
Hey!
You OK?
Yeah, I know.
Airplane knocked me
down a little bit.
What happened?
I don't know.
I've just got a headache.
And, you know, my
leg is cramping.
But if we get some
water, I'll take my meds,
- and I'll be better.
- Yeah, of course.
Wow.
Make yourself at home while
I put these in your room.
Thank you.
This place is so empty.
[scoffs/laughs] Nice picture.
[chuckles] I think it really
captures our relationship.
- Seriously?
- Um-hmm.
How are you feeling?
Because we don't have to
go out if you don't want.
Oh, no, no.
No, I'm good.
You know what?
I want to go.
I want to see your life here.
[both chuckling]
LUCY: Baby teeth.
DYLAN: So, that's it.
Yeah, seems pretty standard.
MARGO: Jaime should
be finishing...
now.
Damn, I'm good.
I deserve a raise.
Um-hmm.
- Hi, I'm Jaime.
- Hi.
Lucy.
Nice to meet you.
So where are you guys heading
after this little office tour?
We're going to play mini-golf.
LUCY AND JAIME: Really?
Yeah, what?
What's wrong with mini-golf?
Well...
No, I... sorry.
You...
No, you first.
I don't think I've ever
played mini-golf before.
But it sounds like fun?
I was going to say
it sounds terrible.
This one loves
golf in all forms.
Hey, I was going
to ask you to come.
But now I know the answer.
JAIME: Well, someone
has to be here
to take care of your patients.
Yeah.
JAIME: Well, you guys
have a good time.
It was really nice
to meet you, Lucy.
Thank you.
You too.
Come on.
All right, mini-golf.
It's crazy.
You know, um...
- Jaime likes you.
- Yeah.
Oh, no, no, no.
I mean she likes you, likes you.
No, she doesn't.
Wow, that Mars Venus book
was really on to something.
Men really are from
another planet.
But it's not Mars.
I mean, that's too
close to Venus.
You don't get the distance
credit, It's more like Pluto.
Pluto's not a planet anymore.
That makes it even
more appropriate.
All right, Copernicus.
How do you know she likes me?
Uh, hello, lesbian here.
I think I know a thing
or two about women.
Come on.
Unlock the car.
I can't believe
you know that book.
Well, I work at a book store.
Yes.
Google that.
What in the world?
How are you this good?
Well, I do play every day.
Oh, you play
mini-golf every day.
Ha, ha.
[laughing] So what
you're admitting
right now is that you cheat.
Yeah, pretty much.
Wow.
Let's see what you got.
OK.
I mean... watch.
Oh!
Oh, ho, ho!
Watch!
You've been practicing.
(SQUEALING) I've
never tried it before!
That was kind of amazing.
Come on.
Yeah.
Yeah.
[coughs]
You OK?
Yes.
Sorry.
I'm good.
I just got really excited
because I finally hit one.
Hmm-hmm.
All right.
Come on, hustler.
A little coughing fit
ain't gonna stop me.
Hey, what do you think
about me being your donor?
Luc?
Stop trying to distract me.
I'm not.
I can't let you do that.
But I want to.
[scoffs]
Let me know you got home safe.
See you later.
[phone buzzes]
[knocking]
Ms. Azuro is ready for you.
OK, I'll be there in a few.
What are you working on?
I'm adding Lucy
to my insurance.
I'm hoping to be her donor.
You are?
Yeah.
I'm going up there next
weekend to start the process.
OK.
- What?
- Nothing.
Jaime?
What do you want me to say?
You've decided to do this.
OK.
I don't get why
you're so against this.
I'm not against it.
I...
DYLAN: Yes, you are.
You have been since I
first brought it up.
No, I'm just concerned
that you haven't
fully thought it through.
So what am I, 12?
I need you to remind me
how to make a decision?
- Dylan.
- Lucy is important to me.
I want her in my
life a long time,
and this can make it happen.
Let's go.
Ms. Azuro is waiting.
Is there anything in your
life that you wish you'd done?
What do you mean?
I don't know.
I mean, like, if you found
out you were going to die,
is there like a last
thing that you...
would want to do?
You are not
going to die, Lucy.
Maybe not.
But until recently, I've had
a lot of reasons and time
to think about it.
So come on.
Humor me.
OK.
I always wanted to golf at
St. Andrews in Scotland.
It's the birthplace of golf.
That's it?
OK, you're going to die.
And the only thing you can
think to do is play golf.
[laughs]
Well, until
recently, I haven't
had much else in my life.
All right.
Well, why haven't you then?
Seems pretty simple.
Well, I have a
safe of gold fillings
that I've removed from
patient's teeth over the years.
That sounds kind of weird, huh?
Kind of?
[chuckles] OK,
it's a little weird.
But I told myself that
once that safe was full,
I would cash in the gold and
use that money for the trip.
Not before.
OK.
I like that.
I mean, it's totally weird.
But I can appreciate it.
How close are you?
It's pretty much full.
Scotland, here you come.
Yeah.
So what about you?
Do you have, uh, one last thing?
I have dozens.
What's at the top of the list?
Paris.
I would love to just
skydive over the city.
That sounds terrifying.
[laughs] I know, right?
But oh, man, I
would just love to.
And of course, like, you
know, walk the Seine and...
oh, photograph the Eiffel Tower
like right at sunset, you know.
And just visit all the
places, like, that Hemingway,
and Fitzgerald, and Joyce,
and all those people just
were hanging out in the 1920s.
Oh.
Whatever.
I know.
I'm a past freak.
I think it's kind of
because a while back, I
read this book of
letters that Gertrude
Stein wrote back to the states.
And I just love reading
about her life in Paris,
especially in her own words.
What?
You really love letters, huh?
I do.
I do.
I love how personal they are.
Would you mind if I
wrote you another letter?
I think we're past the asking
of permission, don't you?
Yeah.
But this one you
wouldn't read unless...
I die, like, in
surgery or something.
Oh, good.
I was afraid this
might get morbid.
[laughs] I don't know.
I just feel like...
there's still so much that we
have to learn about each other.
So can I?
Yes.
Only if I get to
write one to you too.
Hey!
- How are you?
- All right.
How are you?
Glad not to be deceased.
I beg your pardon?
Never mind.
Uh, I have an appointment
with Dr. Akers.
Yeah, just fill
out these forms.
Are you itching a lot, Lucy?
Yeah, lately.
Well, that's not uncommon.
You can take regular
Benadryl for it.
Yay, more drugs.
So what's our first step here?
DR. AKERS: Well, first
we'll need to determine
your viability as a donor.
- Hold there, please.
- Um-hmm.
DR. AKERS (ON
VIDEOPHONE): So your cross
matching results look good.
But we still need your
PRA number before we
know if you're a match.
Now, if you're able to be
Lucy's donor, keep in mind,
you'll be moving slowly
after the surgery.
So having someone here to
help you would be wise.
Obviously, Lucy won't
be able to do it.
Yeah, I hadn't
thought of that.
Thanks.
Hey, Margo, can you ask Jaime
to come in when she's done?
Sure, boss.
[knocking]
JAIME: So what's up?
What did you want to talk about?
Um, I had to select
a medical and financial
proxy in case something happened
to me during the transplant.
I chose you.
Oh, really?
- Is that all right?
- Yeah, of course.
I just... just, I thought
you were mad at me.
Lucy's important to me.
I know.
But... you're
important to me too.
Well, thank you
for saying that.
OK.
Now I'm going to finish up.
Hey, Jaim?
After the surgery, when
things get back to normal,
can I take you to dinner?
Yeah, you don't need
to ask me in advance.
Even if I want
it to be a date?
Oh.
Um... well, in that case, I'll
have to check my schedule.
Oh.
Oh, OK.
- [half chuckles]
- Dylan, I'm kidding.
Oh.
I'd really like that.
Oh.
Good.
Me too.
OK.
Well, have a good trip up there.
Say hi to Lucy for me.
I will.
OK.
Hey, I thought we
were meeting for dinner.
- Guess what?
- Uh, Lucy...
I broke up with Alex.
- You did?
- Yeah.
Yeah, that's great.
But...
I feel really good about it.
Is that mean?
I feel really mean.
Uh, great.
Lucy...
What?
You're... OK, you're
acting weird.
I just came from
Dr. Akers' office.
The insurance company...
Oh, what?
Did those assholes
refuse to cover me?
I knew they were going to pull
some preexisting bullshit.
No, no.
That's not it.
They requested additional
tests on my blood.
OK.
And one of the
tests was a DNA test.
We're not... you're not...
Wait.
How?
How... how...
- We need to talk about this.
- Umm.
What's there to talk about?
You're... you're not my father.
So what else is
there to say, hmm?
You know, the really
fucked up days,
I was beginning
to convince myself
that I was going to be able to
have some sort of nice future.
Fuck, any sort of future at all.
Ah, it's OK.
- Oh.
- You know what?
No, no.
How do you do that?
Huh?
How do you come into
my life and tell me
you're my father
without being sure?
Uh...
Doesn't matter.
- Oh, hi.
- Hi.
Is Lucy here?
Um, I'm not sure.
[chuckles] Uh,
could you check?
Yeah.
Um, she's kind of not here.
Kind of?
OK.
(LOUDLY) Can you tell her
I'm going back to Florida,
but I'm really sorry...
and would really
like to talk to her.
So I think it would be great if
she could call me or write me.
She probably...
Hmm.
Yeah.
Shit.
Oh.
Anything good in there?
I was hoping for a
letter from my daughter.
I didn't know
you had a daughter.
Turns out I don't.
- Well, it sounds complicated.
- You have no idea.
Just in case.
Thank you, Rhonda.
Oh, man, fucking insurance.
They're supposed to
pay for the lab tests.
[phone ringing]
LUCY (ON PHONE):
Stop calling me.
Lucy?
LUCY (ON PHONE): I don't
want to talk to you, OK?
Uh, Lucy, wait.
W... wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.
Wait.
[phone disconnect beeps]
There's something I want...
oh, shit.
[phone ringing]
ANSWERING SERVICE (ON
PHONE): Doctor's office.
Dr. Akers, please.
This is Dylan Derringer.
Hi, doctor.
I just got my PRA
results from the lab.
I have a question about
donor confidentiality.
Thank you.
Have a good day.
You too.
- You OK?
- Um-hmm.
- [buzzing and beeping]
- What is it?
What the hell?
Why are you...
What does that mean?
[sighs] It's supposed to
mean that I'm getting a kidney,
but this thing must be...
Oh, my god, really?
Oh, my god.
That's so great!
What are you doing?
(STAMMERING) Don't just stand
there all weird and shit.
Go.
Get out of here!
Call whoever!
Yeah... uh, yeah.
Go to the hospital.
Do whatever!
OK.
Um, y... you'll... oh,
you'll cover for me, right?
Of course!
Hey!
Hey.
Nice gown.
Uh, yeah.
[chuckles] Thinking about
getting one for the office.
So you ready?
Uh, I think so.
You have the envelopes, right?
Dylan, everything
is going to be fine.
Jaime, am I making a mistake?
You're taking care
of someone you love.
I think that's amazing.
Oh.
[nervous laugh]
Wonder what I get if I
donate a lung or something.
DR. AKERS: All right, it's time.
Lindsey will show you into prep.
OK, here we go.
I'll be here when you get out.
- Thank you.
- Go.
[steady beeping]
Specimen?
Prepare this for transfer.
Dr. Green, you can
take over suturing now.
Ready for closure, nurse.
The kidney please, Lindsey?
Clamp.
We have a good transplant.
Dr. Smithson, please
close Ms. Dillinger up.
I'm going to go check
on Dr. Derringer.
Yes, ma'am.
A 6-0 suture.
How are we doing in here?
Just finishing up.
Excellent.
Gauze.
[loud beep]
What do we have?
- Heart rate's increased.
- Cause?
Unclear, everything was fine.
Oxygen saturation
falling rapidly.
He's coding.
[alarm beeping]
Bring the defibrillator.
Give me an [inaudible]
and atropine.
Starting compresses now.
Pressure 360.
[alarm beeping continues]
[slow steady beeping]
Umm.
(GROGGILY) Jaime?
Hey, Lucy.
Hey, what are you doing here?
I wanted to see
how you were doing.
Oh, I... I mean, I'm OK.
I mean, what are you
doing in Brooklyn?
You OK?
This is Dylan's
"if I die" letter.
He asked me to give
it to you if anything
happened during the transplant.
Wait... what?
Dylan was your donor.
How's that even possible?
He was still a donor match.
You should read it.
Despite what happened, he still
thinks of you as his daughter.
Well... well, why are you
giving me this, though?
I mean, I'm not supposed
to read it unless...
he's OK, right?
Jaime.
There was a problem
during his surgery.
He's, um... he's in a coma.
[sniffs] (VOICE QUIVERING)
We're across the way, room 153.
I'll be there if
you need anything.
You should come see
him when you can...
if you want.
[sniffs]
[sharp inhale and exhale]
DYLAN (VOICEOVER): Dear Lucy,
well, if you're reading this,
then I'm disappointed
because, you know, I'm dead.
And if that's the
case, then I'm really
disappointed because it
means I died without being
able to say goodbye.
It also means we
never got the chance
to talk after what happened.
I know I didn't handle most
of our situations very well.
And for that, I am
eternally sorry.
I hope you can forgive me.
Not long after I found
out about the DNA test,
I realized that it didn't
change anything for me.
I've spent most of my
life looking for my child,
hoping I would get
to meet him or her.
And no DNA test
can change the fact
that I finally got that chance.
I finally met my daughter.
When you asked me about
my one last thing,
I told you it was
golfing in Scotland.
But the truth is it
was always meeting you.
It's always been my only thing.
I hope the transplant
was a success.
Knowing I was able to give
you the chance to keep living
is the best last thing
I could ever ask for.
I love you, Lucy.
Love, Dylan.
PS, Jaime has a check for you.
The insurance company
wouldn't cover
the cost of the
transplant because you're
not technically my daughter.
So I sold my gold fillings.
I always knew I wanted to use
them for something special.
I finally figured
out what that was.
[sobbing loudly]
- Hi, missy.
- Hey.
- How are you feeling?
- Better.
Moving around a lot easier.
That's good.
[sighs] Although tying my
shoes is still a challenge.
- Sore.
- Yeah.
But I've got to go
out and get something.
So I'm just trying to make
sure my shoes stay tied.
Thank you.
Better now?
Yeah, a lot.
Umm.
[sniffs]
[exhales]
Hey.
Oh, my god.
[grunts] No... oh, easy there.
Sorry.
That's OK.
Hey.
How are you doing?
OK, I guess.
We have a lot to talk about.
But first, I have
to get the nurse.
He's awake.
[gasps] Ow.
Be careful, Luc.
- Hey, there.
- Hey.
How are you feeling?
OK... uh, tired.
And you know where you are?
- Yeah, why wouldn't I?
- Hey.
Hey.
I'm happy to see you.
How are you doing?
Good.
And how are you
walking around already
and I'm still in this bed?
What?
Uh, you can tell him.
I'll... I'll, um, I'll go get Dr.
Akers... give you guys a minute.
Thanks.
Tell me what?
Um...
Go ahead.
Someone tell me.
What's going on?
Well it's, uh, been a few
days since the transplant.
It has?
Yeah.
Hey, actually, you
were in a coma.
And, um, you kind of died.
Umm.
Holy shit.
Yeah.
I'm glad you didn't die.
Hmm... thanks?
I, um...
I read your "if I die" letter.
Jaime said I should.
Did she?
Yeah, but don't
get mad at her.
I mean, technically,
you did die.
Yes.
Huh.
It's true, you know.
It doesn't matter to me
that we aren't related.
Of course, now, we kind of are.
[laughter]
Yes, we are.
Oh, I have something for you.
[breathing audibly]
[clears throat]
Oh.
[chuckles]
Thanks for saving
my life, Dad.
Ah, here we go.
Woo!
Oh, juicy!
That's not fair.
It's the best.
That's the best.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Hey, hey.
- Just wait until everybody comes.
- Looks so good.
Ah, thank you.
It does look pretty amazing.
OK, let me get this going.
It's going to be so
wonderful... nice and juicy.
All right.
Babe, come on!
All right.
Thank you guys for
waiting so long.
Let's sit down.
Let's eat.
Get it while it's hot.
Hmm, me?
Oh, you put dibs on that, huh?
I'm getting half...
we have to share.
LUCY: You should have
tried to save that one.
DYLAN: Well, you cut it in half.
[all laughing and chattering]
It's Christmas.
LUCY: But you have
two drumsticks!
DYLAN: I know.
Don't be shy.
LUCY: Dig in.
Dig in.
DYLAN: Ah, you're
going to get two.
You're going to
get the whole one.
It's a big turkey.
And Jaime thought
the wine is great.
Nice.
Nice.
Ah, this is nice.
Hey, Merry Christmas.
ALL: Merry Christmas!
LUCY: Love you, Dad.
[glasses clink in toast]
DYLAN: Merry Christmas.
LUCY: You too.
DYLAN: I love you.
LUCY: I love you too.
[soft piano music plays]
[music playing]
And... got it.
That's great, doc.
Yes it is, Mr. Sampson.
[LIGHT MELODIC PIANO MUSIC
PLAYS]
[thwack]
[door clicks open then shut]
[keys clink on table]
[liquid pouring]
[knocks]
Hey.
Hey.
Mrs. Donner's ready for you.
OK.
Also, Margo asked
me to tell you
that someone named Exavier
Cruz called while you
were with Mrs. Tarika.
He said he'd stop
by around 4:00,
but that he'd wait till
you were available.
He's coming here.
Your teeth look
great, Mrs. Donner.
Thank you, dear.
He's such a nice boy.
Yes, he is, ma'am.
Can I set you up
with my grandson?
He's a nice boy
too, very handsome.
Can you take it from here?
Take care, Mrs. Donner.
You too, dear.
I'm surprised to
see you here, Exavier.
I found her.
Elise?
Not Elise.
Holy shit.
JAIME: Hey, everything OK?
Yeah.
Well, then who was that guy?
I'm sorry, Jaime.
I can't talk about it right now.
I got to go out.
Can you cover
whoever we have left?
Yeah, of course.
Are you sure you're OK?
Yeah.
I'll call you later.
[exhales deeply then sniffs]
[sighs]
Hmm.
[sets glass down]
Ach.
Dillinger.
Huh.
[chuckles slightly]
[door creaks open]
Just so we're clear, this
isn't what I had in mind
when you said you'd
call me later.
I know.
I'm just glad you were up.
It's 1:00 AM, Dylan.
I wasn't up.
Is everything OK?
Well, I have a daughter.
I'm sorry?
20 years ago, I hired an
investigator, Exavier Cruz.
I told him there
might be a child, um...
I didn't really know.
So when are you
going to go meet her?
Oh, I don't know.
Why not?
I haven't been
around for 25 years.
And I'm just going to
show up out of nowhere?
You didn't know she existed.
She doesn't know that.
You're an idiot.
[chuckles]
You have the chance to
meet the daughter you've
been looking for for 25 years.
JAIME: You're OK?
I'm going to need you to
cover the office this weekend.
[street noise]
[soft piano music]
[recorded music in background]
Hey, mama.
Two coffees, please.
How are you doing, sweetheart?
Who's sweetheart?
Get that away from me, OK?
You think that
stuff works on me?
Because it doesn't.
Thank you.
Here you go.
Yeah, go on, funky
breath hipster jackass.
Have a good day.
- Hi, there.
- Uh...
Can I help you?
- Oh, um... no, I'm just looking.
- OK.
Let me know if you need help.
I'll... I'll do that.
(QUIETLY) You can't just
keep apologizing [inaudible]..
[speaking softly and inaudibly]
[kiss]
[crash]
[sighs]
Is everything OK?
I've got it.
See ya later.
- I'm sorry about that.
- It's cool.
No, I didn't talk to her.
But I did find out she drinks
coffee, hates hipsters,
can take care of herself...
and she's a lesbian.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE): Really?
That's cool.
I hate hipsters too.
[chuckles] I just wasn't
prepared for any of this stuff.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE):
Look, you're playing
catch up in the dad department.
You just need to go talk to her.
Yeah.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE):
I'm here if you need me.
Good night, Jaime.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE): Night.
[birds chirping]
[soft piano music]
LUCY: Hi.
WOMAN IN MEDICAL OFFICE:
White man is the doctor.
[inaudible]
LUCY: Oh, he'll be all right.
[sobbing and sniffling]
- Excuse me?
- All right.
Excuse me, ma'am?
The young lady who just
left here, Lucy Dillinger...
what's wrong with her?
I can't give out
that information.
It's very important
that I know.
Oh, well then, why don't
I open my entire patient
roster to you?
Look, I'm a dentist.
I understand patient
confidentiality.
But this is important.
I'm sorry.
Did you just associate
dentistry and doctor
patient confidentiality?
[scoffs] Child, please.
And the fact that
you're a dentist
makes me even less
likely to help you.
How about the fact
that I'm her father?
[sighs] Hmm.
Miss Dillinger lists
her father as deceased.
[typing softly]
[phone chimes]
Hey.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE): Hey, so?
So I'm going to
leave her alone.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE):
I don't get it.
She thinks I'm dead, Jaim.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE):
How do you know that?
It's a long story.
But I do.
And I just... think
she'd be better off.
JAIME (ON VIDEOPHONE): Dylan,
no one's better off thinking
one of their parents is dead.
[sighs]
Morning, sir.
Can I help you?
Hi, I'm checking out.
Room 913.
MAN (ON PA): Ladies
and gentlemen,
we're going to begin boarding
flight 583 to Orlando, Florida,
in about two minutes.
We thank you for flying
with Sunset Airways,
and we look forward
to serving you.
[talking indistinctly]
[children laughing]
HOTEL RECEPTIONIST: I'm sorry.
Didn't you just...
A change of plans.
Hey, Lucy.
I'm your father.
No, I can't just blurt
it out like that.
How are you, Darth Vader?
Or I could just ease into it.
You know, just keep
it casual, relaxed.
Hey, do you mind if I sit here?
Oh, great, thanks.
My name is Dylan.
I think we might actually
know each other in a way.
That's better.
No, it's not.
Hi.
I know this might
come as a shock.
And for that, I'm sorry.
But I really don't know
any other way to say it.
So I'm just going to
come right out with it.
My name is Dylan Derringer.
And I'm your father.
OK, that's not so terrible.
[heavy exhale]
[CANNED MUSIC PLAYS IN
BACKGROUND]
Hi.
This might come as
a shock to you...
Fuck off, perv.
Didn't I even see you over
there checking me out?
- Get the hell away from me.
- Hey.
- No.
- But wait!
I'm your father,
Dylan Derringer.
Dylan Derringer, Dillinger.
[breathes heavily] And my
name is Dylan Derringer.
Your last name is Dillinger.
Dylan Derringer.
Dillinger.
I'm your father.
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Lucy, wait.
- I'm sorry!
- Stay away from me!
I'm sorry!
Please stop!
[breathing heavily]
I recognize you from the photo.
Really?
The one my mom gave me.
I figured she wouldn't
mention me much.
She didn't.
Said you died in a car accident.
Oh, come on.
[half laughs]
It's not funny.
Oh, I'm sorry.
It's just the kind of
thing she would make up.
How is your mom?
Is she...
ODed when I was 15.
Oh, I'm sorry.
She was always strung out
and apparently lying to me.
Uh, do you want
to sit for a minute?
I guess so.
But I got to go to work soon.
And I... [sighs deeply]
So what happened
after your mom died?
Who did you live with?
I went into foster
care till I was 18.
Oh.
Honestly, it wasn't that
bad, except that they spit you
out if you don't get adopted.
And you didn't?
No, I didn't.
But I didn't want to.
Because I misbehaved.
How come?
I guess I just wanted to
be on my own for a while.
I've been looking
for you for 25 years.
[sighs] I pretty
much had given up.
- [coughing]
- You OK?
Yeah.
Fine.
Is that cough the reason
you went to the medicals?
How did you know about that?
How did you know about that?
- I followed you yesterday.
- Wait.
- You followed me?
- Yes.
I... I...
For how long?
How long?
Two days.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- You followed me for two days?
- Yes, but I was...
You know what?
That is gross, man.
I gotta go to work.
Lucy!
Listen, I'm sorry I upset you.
Can I see you before
I leave tomorrow?
You're leaving tomorrow?
Yeah, I have something at work
on Monday that I can't miss.
Where do you work?
I mean, where do you even live?
Uh, I'm a dentist.
And I live in Florida.
I really would like to
see you before I go.
How about I give you my number?
That way you can call
me if you want to meet.
Go.
- 407-321-8464.
- All right.
[phone buzzes]
- Hi.
- Hi.
So you followed me yesterday.
And the day before.
[scoffs] Right.
Why?
Honestly, it just seemed
preferable to showing up
at your door and dumping
this huge news on you.
So you basically ended
up doing that anyway.
I guess it was
sort of unavoidable.
I think I was trying to
wrap my head around things
before I decided what to do.
So you were considering
not even contacting me?
I thought you
would be better off.
Really?
I mean, what, you'd come
all the way here just to go
home without even meeting me?
Actually, I was at the
airport ready to leave.
Well, why didn't you?
I saw this mother
reading Goodnight
Moon to her daughters.
And I just couldn't.
WAIT STAFF: Here we go.
You guys need anything else?
Uh, no, thanks.
We're good.
What else did you see, besides
me being at the hospital?
Well, the first day, I saw you
yell at that kid in the cafe.
Um-hmm.
I also saw you with the
girl in the bookstore.
You were there too?
Yeah.
I was the guy who knocked over
the books as you were leaving.
Wow, this is... this
is so weird, man.
- Like...
- I know.
- I know.
- [sighs]
I know.
Is she your girlfriend?
Yeah.
Alex is my girlfriend.
Why, does that bother you?
No, not at all.
How long have you been together?
About eight months.
When things are
going well with Alex...
Yeah, it's OK.
Just OK?
Dude, what... is this?
What's with the
inquisition, huh?
I'm asking because
it seemed like you
had a fight when I was there.
So?
So.
We had a fight.
Who the fuck cares?
Sometimes I don't make
things easy on her, OK?
- How so?
- No, no, no.
We're not doing this.
I'm not talking
about this with you.
All right.
How do you like
living in Brooklyn?
Fu... you ask a
lot of questions.
I'm trying to get to know you.
Yeah, I got that.
Look, what do you want
me to do here, Lucy?
I get that you are
not sure of me.
But you have some
things going on.
And I'm asking all these
questions because I
want to know about them, OK?
And you know not for nothing.
If you want to
avoid the questions
I'm asking you so bad, you
could ask some yourself.
Otherwise, what
are we doing here?
I'm going to get out of here.
Wait, wait.
Lucy.
Look, I'm sorry about...
You live in Florida?
Yeah.
I do.
Why?
[chuckles] Um,
because it never
gets this cold down there.
And I love to play golf.
You're a dentist, right?
Yes.
And a golfer?
Yes.
Basically, you are the most
boring person on the planet.
[chuckles]
- Did you really look for me?
- What?
You said earlier
that you've been
looking for me for 25 years.
I mean, how?
Why did it take you so long?
I don't know.
Oh, come on.
Seriously?
Yeah.
How do you not know?
I hired an investigator.
And... and... and... and I didn't
even know until even a few days
ago that you even existed.
Well... what did you
think happened to me?
That's what I've been
trying to find out.
What was my mom like
when you knew her?
Oh, she was great...
sweet and funny.
Real fun and complicated.
It's like you're describing
a totally different person.
She was.
We got in an accident.
And she got hooked on drugs.
Oh, it happened so fast.
She would get so
sad for no reason.
She was cold, and irrational...
angry.
Well, that sounds
like the woman I knew.
Yeah.
Things got bad.
She was using heroin.
One night she told
me she was pregnant,
and we had a huge fight.
I tried to convince
her to get help.
Did a really bad job.
- Next day, she was gone.
- So wait.
She was using while she
was pregnant with me, then.
I don't know.
But she was nowhere near
getting clean before.
Well, that makes sense.
With what?
With why I go to
the medical center.
[sighs] I have something
called kidney dysplasia.
Do you know what that is?
When the kidney
doesn't form properly?
[sighs heavily] Yeah.
And I only have one
that works properly.
So I have to go to
the medical center
every month to get
it checked out.
And it's not doing well?
That's why you left, crying?
Of course, you saw that too.
[sighs] Yeah, it's
starting to deteriorate,
which means I need a transplant.
But I'm really far
down on the list
and have a high PRA percentage.
So...
What's that?
It pretty much means that
it's more difficult for me
to find a donor.
Because my body will reject a
kidney from a higher percentage
of people, which
doesn't even matter
anyways, because I can't even
afford a frickin' transplant.
You don't have insurance?
No, I do.
But the cost of the
medicine and the aftercare
is almost as expensive
as the transplant itself.
And my insurance doesn't
cover all that extra stuff.
Anyway...
Do they know how long your
kidney will keep working?
Not really.
I mean, they think a year.
Not years.
This is me.
Yeah, I know.
Such a stalker, man.
So you, uh, [sighs] really
have to leave tomorrow?
I have a state
inspection for my practice.
And I'm legally
required to be there.
But maybe I can come
back and see you again.
I'd like that.
OK.
- I'll call.
- Good night.
Hey, Lucy?
It's nice to finally meet you.
You too.
[exhales]
- Hey.
- Hey.
How was golf this morning?
Oh, I was terrible.
Yeah, right.
No, I was awful.
Well, there is an
envelope in there that
will probably make you happy.
Bye.
LUCY (VOICEOVER): Dear
Dylan, I'm writing because I
love to write letters.
But I haven't had anyone
to write one for a while.
That said, I'm realizing that
I'm a little out of practice,
and I don't really
know what to write.
Oh, I do want to say,
I'm glad you didn't leave
before you came to
meet me, even if you
did screw that whole thing up.
Good luck with your
golfing this weekend.
I hope you win.
Do people say win in golf,
or is there some kind
of bougie term they use?
Whatever.
I'm just making conversation.
OK, looking forward
to your visit, Lucy.
PS, if you don't write me
back, I will hate you...
forever.
DYLAN (VOICEOVER): Dear
Lucy, despite losing
the club championship, I find
myself not caring one bit.
Clearly, there's
something wrong with me.
I blame you.
I also have to say I
was surprised to receive
your letter, mostly because
I didn't think people
your age knew how
to use an actual pen
or form a complete
sentence, let alone
how to use the postal system.
[laughs]
DYLAN (VOICEOVER):
Come to think of it,
how did you get my address?
LUCY (VOICEOVER):
Dear Dylan, I got
your address using this
wonderful invention
called Google.
Old people like you may
not know how to use it yet,
but one day you will.
Anyway, turns out
there aren't many Dylan
Derringers in Orlando, and
even fewer are dentists.
DYLAN (VOICEOVER):
Dear Lucy, well done.
I'm happy to know I'm not the
only stalker in the family.
LUCY (VOICEOVER): Dear Dylan,
I learned from the best.
DYLAN (VOICEOVER): Dear Lucy,
it was the least I could do.
Can't wait to see you
again this weekend.
[both laughing]
LUCY: Come on.
You know that was fun.
I wouldn't take you
for a carousel girl.
Kidding me?
Ah, I love this stuff.
My mom and I used to...
we used to do it all the time.
And... I, um...
Lucy?
Whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa... Lucy, are you OK?
Come on.
Are you OK?
[gasping] Yeah.
Here.
Here, here.
Lucy, come on.
(MUFFLED) Dylan, I'm fine.
Come on, let's
go to the hospital.
I don't know.
Look, I'm fine.
Sorry, this happens sometimes.
I'm sorry I ruined
our afternoon.
Oh, Lucy.
You have nothing
to apologize for.
Really.
[gasps]
Hey!
Hey!
How are you feeling today?
Good, good.
I'm sorry if I
scared you yesterday.
- Yeah, that was interesting.
- Yeah.
But prepare to
redeem yourself.
Because I found
something cool for us
to do if you're up for it.
[laughing] I am.
I'm up for it.
Give me a second.
I've got to finish this.
What are all those for?
Well, they're supposed to
keep me from falling down.
What are they really for?
Because I've been learning
about your condition.
Oh, my condition, huh?
[laughs]
Yes.
OK.
Well, um, these two are
for my blood pressure.
Um, these two are vitamin E.
For your muscles?
Yeah.
Um, this is an anti-anemia drug.
This is an iron supplement.
And this one is
for bone strength.
That's a lot.
Yeah, that's my life.
All right, come on.
Let's go do this
super cool thing
that you're so excited about.
I'm excited now.
OK, now, for the record,
I didn't say super cool.
I mean, that's a totally
different level of cool.
OK, you're so weird.
[laughs] This was
your cool idea?
Yep.
We're on a boat.
Isn't it great?
- Hey, smile.
- Hey!
I can't even believe you
bought that tacky picture.
As a photographer,
I'm deeply offended.
Well, I like it.
Come on, it was fun.
Cool way to see this city.
Uh-huh.
I promise I won't tell
anybody you had a good time.
Whatever.
Yeah.
So anyways, this
captain driver guy...
[chuckling]
He makes this crazy turn.
And the whole boat...
everyone on the boat... just,
like, slides off to the side.
Did you see the lady
that was sitting there?
Did you see her?
She fell on the floor.
It was hilarious.
Umm.
Sounds kind of lame to me.
- Why would you do that?
- Do what?
Even if you weren't
interested in Lucy's story,
why would you shut
her down like that?
Dylan... please.
It's OK.
DYLAN: No, it's not.
Why would you do that?
Um, are you going to let
him talk to me like that?
DYLAN: I'm going to
talk to you like this
as long as you keep
talking to her like that.
He's not entirely
wrong, you know.
Seriously?
OK.
[scoffs] All right.
Uh, you have fun with
your new friend here, OK?
[silverware clangs on plate]
All right?
You know I can
take care of myself.
Sorry, but she shouldn't
treat you like that.
She doesn't mean
anything by it.
You shouldn't have to
make excuses for her.
And you shouldn't tell me what
I need or what I don't need.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
[phone chimes]
You need to get that?
It's probably Jaime.
I'll call her on the
way to the hotel.
Who's Jaime?
I guess I haven't
told you about her.
She's my hygienist at work.
Why is your hygienist
calling you this late?
We're friends.
We talk whenever.
She knows all about you.
Really?
Is she pretty?
Yeah, but it's not like that.
Why not?
What's with the inquisition?
[laughs] Shut up.
Come on.
Why isn't it like that
with your pretty friend?
Because it just isn't.
You'll see when you visit.
I'm visiting?
I was hoping you would.
When?
Whenever you want.
Next weekend, weekend after...
whenever.
Well, I have my monthly
[inaudible] checkup next week.
If my doctor says it's OK,
maybe I could come after that?
Well, that gives me
enough time to find
us a super cool tour to take.
[laughs] Gosh, I
can't wait for that.
You need it.
Good night.
Good night.
Hey!
[sighs] Come here.
Oh.
Travel safe.
[giggles] Oh, and, um, thanks
for sticking up for me tonight.
- I promise not to do it again.
- Yeah.
[footsteps fade]
[door creaks open]
Hey!
Welcome back.
I think I want
to be her donor.
Whoa, OK.
I've done some research,
and it seems pretty simple.
They go in, snag my kidney,
and pop it into her.
Dylan.
I know.
She really needs
this though, Jaime.
Look, I know you
want to help her.
But?
But there are a lot of
risks for both of you.
And you just met her.
What does that Matter
she's my daughter!
And this is major surgery.
It'll change your life forever.
Look, Lucy's sick.
And she's going to get worse.
If I can do something about
it, that's all I need to know.
Hey!
You OK?
Yeah, I know.
Airplane knocked me
down a little bit.
What happened?
I don't know.
I've just got a headache.
And, you know, my
leg is cramping.
But if we get some
water, I'll take my meds,
- and I'll be better.
- Yeah, of course.
Wow.
Make yourself at home while
I put these in your room.
Thank you.
This place is so empty.
[scoffs/laughs] Nice picture.
[chuckles] I think it really
captures our relationship.
- Seriously?
- Um-hmm.
How are you feeling?
Because we don't have to
go out if you don't want.
Oh, no, no.
No, I'm good.
You know what?
I want to go.
I want to see your life here.
[both chuckling]
LUCY: Baby teeth.
DYLAN: So, that's it.
Yeah, seems pretty standard.
MARGO: Jaime should
be finishing...
now.
Damn, I'm good.
I deserve a raise.
Um-hmm.
- Hi, I'm Jaime.
- Hi.
Lucy.
Nice to meet you.
So where are you guys heading
after this little office tour?
We're going to play mini-golf.
LUCY AND JAIME: Really?
Yeah, what?
What's wrong with mini-golf?
Well...
No, I... sorry.
You...
No, you first.
I don't think I've ever
played mini-golf before.
But it sounds like fun?
I was going to say
it sounds terrible.
This one loves
golf in all forms.
Hey, I was going
to ask you to come.
But now I know the answer.
JAIME: Well, someone
has to be here
to take care of your patients.
Yeah.
JAIME: Well, you guys
have a good time.
It was really nice
to meet you, Lucy.
Thank you.
You too.
Come on.
All right, mini-golf.
It's crazy.
You know, um...
- Jaime likes you.
- Yeah.
Oh, no, no, no.
I mean she likes you, likes you.
No, she doesn't.
Wow, that Mars Venus book
was really on to something.
Men really are from
another planet.
But it's not Mars.
I mean, that's too
close to Venus.
You don't get the distance
credit, It's more like Pluto.
Pluto's not a planet anymore.
That makes it even
more appropriate.
All right, Copernicus.
How do you know she likes me?
Uh, hello, lesbian here.
I think I know a thing
or two about women.
Come on.
Unlock the car.
I can't believe
you know that book.
Well, I work at a book store.
Yes.
Google that.
What in the world?
How are you this good?
Well, I do play every day.
Oh, you play
mini-golf every day.
Ha, ha.
[laughing] So what
you're admitting
right now is that you cheat.
Yeah, pretty much.
Wow.
Let's see what you got.
OK.
I mean... watch.
Oh!
Oh, ho, ho!
Watch!
You've been practicing.
(SQUEALING) I've
never tried it before!
That was kind of amazing.
Come on.
Yeah.
Yeah.
[coughs]
You OK?
Yes.
Sorry.
I'm good.
I just got really excited
because I finally hit one.
Hmm-hmm.
All right.
Come on, hustler.
A little coughing fit
ain't gonna stop me.
Hey, what do you think
about me being your donor?
Luc?
Stop trying to distract me.
I'm not.
I can't let you do that.
But I want to.
[scoffs]
Let me know you got home safe.
See you later.
[phone buzzes]
[knocking]
Ms. Azuro is ready for you.
OK, I'll be there in a few.
What are you working on?
I'm adding Lucy
to my insurance.
I'm hoping to be her donor.
You are?
Yeah.
I'm going up there next
weekend to start the process.
OK.
- What?
- Nothing.
Jaime?
What do you want me to say?
You've decided to do this.
OK.
I don't get why
you're so against this.
I'm not against it.
I...
DYLAN: Yes, you are.
You have been since I
first brought it up.
No, I'm just concerned
that you haven't
fully thought it through.
So what am I, 12?
I need you to remind me
how to make a decision?
- Dylan.
- Lucy is important to me.
I want her in my
life a long time,
and this can make it happen.
Let's go.
Ms. Azuro is waiting.
Is there anything in your
life that you wish you'd done?
What do you mean?
I don't know.
I mean, like, if you found
out you were going to die,
is there like a last
thing that you...
would want to do?
You are not
going to die, Lucy.
Maybe not.
But until recently, I've had
a lot of reasons and time
to think about it.
So come on.
Humor me.
OK.
I always wanted to golf at
St. Andrews in Scotland.
It's the birthplace of golf.
That's it?
OK, you're going to die.
And the only thing you can
think to do is play golf.
[laughs]
Well, until
recently, I haven't
had much else in my life.
All right.
Well, why haven't you then?
Seems pretty simple.
Well, I have a
safe of gold fillings
that I've removed from
patient's teeth over the years.
That sounds kind of weird, huh?
Kind of?
[chuckles] OK,
it's a little weird.
But I told myself that
once that safe was full,
I would cash in the gold and
use that money for the trip.
Not before.
OK.
I like that.
I mean, it's totally weird.
But I can appreciate it.
How close are you?
It's pretty much full.
Scotland, here you come.
Yeah.
So what about you?
Do you have, uh, one last thing?
I have dozens.
What's at the top of the list?
Paris.
I would love to just
skydive over the city.
That sounds terrifying.
[laughs] I know, right?
But oh, man, I
would just love to.
And of course, like, you
know, walk the Seine and...
oh, photograph the Eiffel Tower
like right at sunset, you know.
And just visit all the
places, like, that Hemingway,
and Fitzgerald, and Joyce,
and all those people just
were hanging out in the 1920s.
Oh.
Whatever.
I know.
I'm a past freak.
I think it's kind of
because a while back, I
read this book of
letters that Gertrude
Stein wrote back to the states.
And I just love reading
about her life in Paris,
especially in her own words.
What?
You really love letters, huh?
I do.
I do.
I love how personal they are.
Would you mind if I
wrote you another letter?
I think we're past the asking
of permission, don't you?
Yeah.
But this one you
wouldn't read unless...
I die, like, in
surgery or something.
Oh, good.
I was afraid this
might get morbid.
[laughs] I don't know.
I just feel like...
there's still so much that we
have to learn about each other.
So can I?
Yes.
Only if I get to
write one to you too.
Hey!
- How are you?
- All right.
How are you?
Glad not to be deceased.
I beg your pardon?
Never mind.
Uh, I have an appointment
with Dr. Akers.
Yeah, just fill
out these forms.
Are you itching a lot, Lucy?
Yeah, lately.
Well, that's not uncommon.
You can take regular
Benadryl for it.
Yay, more drugs.
So what's our first step here?
DR. AKERS: Well, first
we'll need to determine
your viability as a donor.
- Hold there, please.
- Um-hmm.
DR. AKERS (ON
VIDEOPHONE): So your cross
matching results look good.
But we still need your
PRA number before we
know if you're a match.
Now, if you're able to be
Lucy's donor, keep in mind,
you'll be moving slowly
after the surgery.
So having someone here to
help you would be wise.
Obviously, Lucy won't
be able to do it.
Yeah, I hadn't
thought of that.
Thanks.
Hey, Margo, can you ask Jaime
to come in when she's done?
Sure, boss.
[knocking]
JAIME: So what's up?
What did you want to talk about?
Um, I had to select
a medical and financial
proxy in case something happened
to me during the transplant.
I chose you.
Oh, really?
- Is that all right?
- Yeah, of course.
I just... just, I thought
you were mad at me.
Lucy's important to me.
I know.
But... you're
important to me too.
Well, thank you
for saying that.
OK.
Now I'm going to finish up.
Hey, Jaim?
After the surgery, when
things get back to normal,
can I take you to dinner?
Yeah, you don't need
to ask me in advance.
Even if I want
it to be a date?
Oh.
Um... well, in that case, I'll
have to check my schedule.
Oh.
Oh, OK.
- [half chuckles]
- Dylan, I'm kidding.
Oh.
I'd really like that.
Oh.
Good.
Me too.
OK.
Well, have a good trip up there.
Say hi to Lucy for me.
I will.
OK.
Hey, I thought we
were meeting for dinner.
- Guess what?
- Uh, Lucy...
I broke up with Alex.
- You did?
- Yeah.
Yeah, that's great.
But...
I feel really good about it.
Is that mean?
I feel really mean.
Uh, great.
Lucy...
What?
You're... OK, you're
acting weird.
I just came from
Dr. Akers' office.
The insurance company...
Oh, what?
Did those assholes
refuse to cover me?
I knew they were going to pull
some preexisting bullshit.
No, no.
That's not it.
They requested additional
tests on my blood.
OK.
And one of the
tests was a DNA test.
We're not... you're not...
Wait.
How?
How... how...
- We need to talk about this.
- Umm.
What's there to talk about?
You're... you're not my father.
So what else is
there to say, hmm?
You know, the really
fucked up days,
I was beginning
to convince myself
that I was going to be able to
have some sort of nice future.
Fuck, any sort of future at all.
Ah, it's OK.
- Oh.
- You know what?
No, no.
How do you do that?
Huh?
How do you come into
my life and tell me
you're my father
without being sure?
Uh...
Doesn't matter.
- Oh, hi.
- Hi.
Is Lucy here?
Um, I'm not sure.
[chuckles] Uh,
could you check?
Yeah.
Um, she's kind of not here.
Kind of?
OK.
(LOUDLY) Can you tell her
I'm going back to Florida,
but I'm really sorry...
and would really
like to talk to her.
So I think it would be great if
she could call me or write me.
She probably...
Hmm.
Yeah.
Shit.
Oh.
Anything good in there?
I was hoping for a
letter from my daughter.
I didn't know
you had a daughter.
Turns out I don't.
- Well, it sounds complicated.
- You have no idea.
Just in case.
Thank you, Rhonda.
Oh, man, fucking insurance.
They're supposed to
pay for the lab tests.
[phone ringing]
LUCY (ON PHONE):
Stop calling me.
Lucy?
LUCY (ON PHONE): I don't
want to talk to you, OK?
Uh, Lucy, wait.
W... wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.
Wait.
[phone disconnect beeps]
There's something I want...
oh, shit.
[phone ringing]
ANSWERING SERVICE (ON
PHONE): Doctor's office.
Dr. Akers, please.
This is Dylan Derringer.
Hi, doctor.
I just got my PRA
results from the lab.
I have a question about
donor confidentiality.
Thank you.
Have a good day.
You too.
- You OK?
- Um-hmm.
- [buzzing and beeping]
- What is it?
What the hell?
Why are you...
What does that mean?
[sighs] It's supposed to
mean that I'm getting a kidney,
but this thing must be...
Oh, my god, really?
Oh, my god.
That's so great!
What are you doing?
(STAMMERING) Don't just stand
there all weird and shit.
Go.
Get out of here!
Call whoever!
Yeah... uh, yeah.
Go to the hospital.
Do whatever!
OK.
Um, y... you'll... oh,
you'll cover for me, right?
Of course!
Hey!
Hey.
Nice gown.
Uh, yeah.
[chuckles] Thinking about
getting one for the office.
So you ready?
Uh, I think so.
You have the envelopes, right?
Dylan, everything
is going to be fine.
Jaime, am I making a mistake?
You're taking care
of someone you love.
I think that's amazing.
Oh.
[nervous laugh]
Wonder what I get if I
donate a lung or something.
DR. AKERS: All right, it's time.
Lindsey will show you into prep.
OK, here we go.
I'll be here when you get out.
- Thank you.
- Go.
[steady beeping]
Specimen?
Prepare this for transfer.
Dr. Green, you can
take over suturing now.
Ready for closure, nurse.
The kidney please, Lindsey?
Clamp.
We have a good transplant.
Dr. Smithson, please
close Ms. Dillinger up.
I'm going to go check
on Dr. Derringer.
Yes, ma'am.
A 6-0 suture.
How are we doing in here?
Just finishing up.
Excellent.
Gauze.
[loud beep]
What do we have?
- Heart rate's increased.
- Cause?
Unclear, everything was fine.
Oxygen saturation
falling rapidly.
He's coding.
[alarm beeping]
Bring the defibrillator.
Give me an [inaudible]
and atropine.
Starting compresses now.
Pressure 360.
[alarm beeping continues]
[slow steady beeping]
Umm.
(GROGGILY) Jaime?
Hey, Lucy.
Hey, what are you doing here?
I wanted to see
how you were doing.
Oh, I... I mean, I'm OK.
I mean, what are you
doing in Brooklyn?
You OK?
This is Dylan's
"if I die" letter.
He asked me to give
it to you if anything
happened during the transplant.
Wait... what?
Dylan was your donor.
How's that even possible?
He was still a donor match.
You should read it.
Despite what happened, he still
thinks of you as his daughter.
Well... well, why are you
giving me this, though?
I mean, I'm not supposed
to read it unless...
he's OK, right?
Jaime.
There was a problem
during his surgery.
He's, um... he's in a coma.
[sniffs] (VOICE QUIVERING)
We're across the way, room 153.
I'll be there if
you need anything.
You should come see
him when you can...
if you want.
[sniffs]
[sharp inhale and exhale]
DYLAN (VOICEOVER): Dear Lucy,
well, if you're reading this,
then I'm disappointed
because, you know, I'm dead.
And if that's the
case, then I'm really
disappointed because it
means I died without being
able to say goodbye.
It also means we
never got the chance
to talk after what happened.
I know I didn't handle most
of our situations very well.
And for that, I am
eternally sorry.
I hope you can forgive me.
Not long after I found
out about the DNA test,
I realized that it didn't
change anything for me.
I've spent most of my
life looking for my child,
hoping I would get
to meet him or her.
And no DNA test
can change the fact
that I finally got that chance.
I finally met my daughter.
When you asked me about
my one last thing,
I told you it was
golfing in Scotland.
But the truth is it
was always meeting you.
It's always been my only thing.
I hope the transplant
was a success.
Knowing I was able to give
you the chance to keep living
is the best last thing
I could ever ask for.
I love you, Lucy.
Love, Dylan.
PS, Jaime has a check for you.
The insurance company
wouldn't cover
the cost of the
transplant because you're
not technically my daughter.
So I sold my gold fillings.
I always knew I wanted to use
them for something special.
I finally figured
out what that was.
[sobbing loudly]
- Hi, missy.
- Hey.
- How are you feeling?
- Better.
Moving around a lot easier.
That's good.
[sighs] Although tying my
shoes is still a challenge.
- Sore.
- Yeah.
But I've got to go
out and get something.
So I'm just trying to make
sure my shoes stay tied.
Thank you.
Better now?
Yeah, a lot.
Umm.
[sniffs]
[exhales]
Hey.
Oh, my god.
[grunts] No... oh, easy there.
Sorry.
That's OK.
Hey.
How are you doing?
OK, I guess.
We have a lot to talk about.
But first, I have
to get the nurse.
He's awake.
[gasps] Ow.
Be careful, Luc.
- Hey, there.
- Hey.
How are you feeling?
OK... uh, tired.
And you know where you are?
- Yeah, why wouldn't I?
- Hey.
Hey.
I'm happy to see you.
How are you doing?
Good.
And how are you
walking around already
and I'm still in this bed?
What?
Uh, you can tell him.
I'll... I'll, um, I'll go get Dr.
Akers... give you guys a minute.
Thanks.
Tell me what?
Um...
Go ahead.
Someone tell me.
What's going on?
Well it's, uh, been a few
days since the transplant.
It has?
Yeah.
Hey, actually, you
were in a coma.
And, um, you kind of died.
Umm.
Holy shit.
Yeah.
I'm glad you didn't die.
Hmm... thanks?
I, um...
I read your "if I die" letter.
Jaime said I should.
Did she?
Yeah, but don't
get mad at her.
I mean, technically,
you did die.
Yes.
Huh.
It's true, you know.
It doesn't matter to me
that we aren't related.
Of course, now, we kind of are.
[laughter]
Yes, we are.
Oh, I have something for you.
[breathing audibly]
[clears throat]
Oh.
[chuckles]
Thanks for saving
my life, Dad.
Ah, here we go.
Woo!
Oh, juicy!
That's not fair.
It's the best.
That's the best.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Hey, hey.
- Just wait until everybody comes.
- Looks so good.
Ah, thank you.
It does look pretty amazing.
OK, let me get this going.
It's going to be so
wonderful... nice and juicy.
All right.
Babe, come on!
All right.
Thank you guys for
waiting so long.
Let's sit down.
Let's eat.
Get it while it's hot.
Hmm, me?
Oh, you put dibs on that, huh?
I'm getting half...
we have to share.
LUCY: You should have
tried to save that one.
DYLAN: Well, you cut it in half.
[all laughing and chattering]
It's Christmas.
LUCY: But you have
two drumsticks!
DYLAN: I know.
Don't be shy.
LUCY: Dig in.
Dig in.
DYLAN: Ah, you're
going to get two.
You're going to
get the whole one.
It's a big turkey.
And Jaime thought
the wine is great.
Nice.
Nice.
Ah, this is nice.
Hey, Merry Christmas.
ALL: Merry Christmas!
LUCY: Love you, Dad.
[glasses clink in toast]
DYLAN: Merry Christmas.
LUCY: You too.
DYLAN: I love you.
LUCY: I love you too.
[soft piano music plays]