Summering (2022) Movie Script
1
[water dripping]
[child 1] Shh.
You guys, quiet.
Gonna find us.
[breathing shakily]
Shh!
[screaming, giggling]
[parent] Girls,
what the hell is going on?
[laughing]
I thought I told you
to play outside.
[child 2] We are.
[laughing, cheering]
[laughing, cheering continues]
[child 1] In the summer,
while it lasts...
[laughing, cheering]
...everything's alive.
Anything's possible.
At least it feels that way.
It's so bright
this time of year.
The ground is warm to the touch.
The air is sticky and hot.
Everything blooms
or drifts or hums.
The color of flowers.
The taste of ice cream.
My friends' laughter.
This one time at this concert,
the line was so long
that my mom made me use
the boys' bathroom.
There was pee everywhere.
-[all laughing]
-It was like a lake of man pee.
It was gross.
[child 1] So much of everything
feels like
it's spilling out everywhere.
Like I could drown
in all the life around me.
[sighs]
Baby powder.
My mom doesn't believe in
antiperspirant and deodorant.
[child 3] Yeah,
we've noticed.
[chuckles]
[child 1] Dad used to say,
after the fireworks are done
-on the Fourth of July...
-[firecrackers popping]
...you can still see them.
Their colors stay in your eyes
even though the light
is already gone.
That's how August feels.
It's like the good part
is fading.
Let's put this on the altar.
We're going to Terabithia?
Of course we're going.
It's the last weekend.
How can we not go?
[child 1]
Sometimes I worry I'll be
the last one to get a phone
or pierce my ears
or have my first kiss.
Sometimes I worry
I need my friends
more than they need me.
I'm trying to decide
between bubble gum
or Jolly Ranchers.
[child 1]
But it's harder to be sad
when the sun is so huge...
Thank you so much.
...and so bright.
[child 4] Well,
I was watching
this one movie.
It was, like, these kids,
and they were looking
at roosters and hens.
And I guess, like,
hens don't strut
and roosters do.
What do you mean, strut?
Like the way that they walk.
Give us an example, please.
[child 1]
Yeah, like they walk...
I'll go in front
and walk like this.
You remind me of,
like, camp counselors
that are like,
"Okay, kids!
Okay, children!"
"Let's go. Line up. Line up."
"Quiet. Quiet, Coyote.
Quiet, Coyote."
[child 4]
Guys, do you guys see that?
Who likes jellyfish?
They're beautiful.
I love jellyfish.
They're really pretty.
But they sting.
I like seahorses.
They're really pretty.
[child 2] So do bees,
but bees aren't... [audio fades]
[child 1] Sometimes...
You know what
my favorite sea animal is?
...my house has
so many shadows in it...
[chattering]
...it feels heavy.
Like it could sink
into the earth.
[laughing]
But I never feel that way
with my friends.
Come on, guys.
[child 3] Come on!
[child 1] Summer has no wants.
You can go anywhere,
see everything.
[child 3] I can't believe
you have to wear a skirt
every day at your new school.
[child 2] I know.
[child 3 sighs] I hate skirts.
[child 2] Yeah.
[child 4]
They're so patriarchal.
Yeah.
I mean, they make me feel like
something's gonna literally
fly up my butt.
I don't know.
I think it might be
kind of nice.
Something flying up
your butt?
No.
Not having to worry about
what to wear each day, I mean.
[child 3] Miss Mary
[all] Mack, Mack, Mack
All dressed in black
Black, black
With silver buttons
Buttons, buttons
All down her back
Back, back
She asked her mother
Mother, mother
For 50 cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants
Elephants, elephants
Jump over the fence
Fence, fence
They jumped so high
High, high
They reached the sky
Sky, sky
And never came back
Back, back
Till the Fourth of July
Ly, -ly
[chuckles]
If you could change your name,
what would it be?
I like my name.
Lola.
Kind of sounds like a song.
Lola, Lola, la-la, la-la
It means sorrows.
I am the Lady of Sorrows.
I want a more classic name.
Daisy's so plain.
It's like being called
Dandelion.
It's like I'm a weed.
Maybe we should
change our names
when we go to middle school.
My name would be something cool
like Taylor Swift or Beyonc.
But like my own thing.
You'd hear it and you'd go,
"That's cool."
Yeah.
Switchblade.
Medusa.
Tangerine.
[laughing]
Tangerine?
Tangerine?
What?
It's a great name.
So cool.
[child 3] It's a fruit.
[Lola] Every step you take,
you're moving forward
a moment in time.
But what if
the opposite were true?
What if for every step
you take backwards,
you move backwards in time?
Yeah, I want to go backwards.
Not forward.
[child 2] Let's go back,
like, two months.
Then we can have summer
all over again. [chuckles]
But what if we accidentally
go back too far
and we all turn into a bunch
of little diaper babies?
[chuckles]
What if we go too far forward
and become old ladies?
[laughs]
Then we'll also
have diapers.
[chuckling]
[Daisy] At least then
we wouldn't have to go
to middle school.
We could just sit around
eating soup
in our rocking chairs.
[child 2] Speaking of soup,
I'm a little hungry.
It's almost dinner.
We better get moving.
[child 2]
We've got to pay our respects.
Terabithia awaits.
[Lola] Hello!
[shouting indistinctly, echoing]
[child 3] There she is.
[panting]
All hail Terabithia.
All hail.
We bring you incense
and myrrh
and gum.
Hey!
Daisy?
What is it?
I-I don't know.
Oh, my...
[exclaims]
[child 2] That can't be real.
Of course it's real.
[flies buzzing]
Go look.
Not me. You go.
You go.
Somebody...
He's dead?
I don't think
I want to see that.
Oh, my God.
[crickets chirping]
[chattering]
[indistinct TV audio]
San Juan Valley.
San Fernando Valley.
[relative] San Juan...
San Luis Obispo!
That's not even
the right amount of letters.
-Okay. Okay.
San, San, San, San.
-San? Stop saying San!
[parent] New Haven!
New Haven, Connecticut!
-New Haven, Connecticut! Yes!
-We know. Thanks, Mom.
Hey, honey.
I've got food for you.
[sighs]
What Ivy League University
is located in New Haven?
Yale.
[Mom] Is the correct answer.
-What is the capital
of Connecticut?
-Hartford.
Yes.
[Pat Sajak] You got it.
Give me a letter.
The puzzle.
You'll have ten seconds
to solve it.
-So what'd you do today?
-[gasps] Um... [clicks tongue]
-Played. Yeah. Yeah.
-Yeah? Played where?
Just around.
Mari's, the park,
got ice cream.
Are you stressed?
You seem stressed.
I'm not stressed, Mom.
Something happen today?
You girls fight?
[sighs]
Mom, I said
I'm not stressed, okay?
Did you take
your medication
this morning?
Mom, I'm fine.
You sure? Okay.
[Pat Sajak]
We have 20 seconds for you.
Where's Dad?
Oh, he's just, uh--
just having
his after-dinner...
-[contestant] N.
-...you know.
[Pat Sajak] One N.
Don't forget
to light the candle,
hon.
[Dad] What?
Don't forget
to light the candle!
[parent] Lola?
Hey, kiddo.
-Hey.
-What's going on?
-What's wrong?
-Nothing.
What are you worried about
that you need to burn lavender?
Is it middle school?
I'd be nervous too.
Those are some tough years.
In some ways
they're the toughest years
because it can be so hard
to find your center
and to know what's right.
You know?
But you'll make it through.
I promise.
You believe me?
Yeah.
Okay. Come get some soup.
Okay. [sighs]
[softly] Okay.
[Lola]
Does anyone recognize him?
Daisy. Aren't you gonna
go over and take a look?
[flies buzzing]
-He's yours. You found him.
-No! Don't say that.
I don't want him.
[Mari]
He's dead. Don't touch him.
[child 3] Settle down.
[Daisy] I don't think
you should do that.
[child 3]
What? You've never seen CSI?
I'm just gonna check for ID.
What are you doing?
What do you mean,
what am I doing?
I'm calling the police
or my mom or both.
Don't.
[sighs] Why not?
I mean...
[sighs]
...what's the rush?
He's not in any rush.
[scoffs] You're crazy.
Dina's gone crazy.
Seriously.
[Lola] I wonder if he suffered.
[Dina] It probably wasn't fun.
Dying.
[Mari] Lola? What is it?
Suicide.
Well,
maybe he was pushed.
And it was supposed to
look like a suicide.
[Daisy] I don't like this.
It's not funny.
It's not fun.
Nobody's laughing.
You're right.
It's really serious.
Which is exactly why we
have to take this seriously.
Cool. I agree.
That is why I'm gonna call--
No.
[Lola] No.
[Mari] What then?
I mean, you know our moms.
They'll think we're,
like, traumatized.
First, the cops
will ask us
a million questions.
Then the moms
will ask us
a million questions.
He's somebody's family.
-Exactly.
-I'm not saying we do nothing.
We make a pact
to come back
tomorrow morning.
Do the Law & Order thing.
Try and find out who he was.
If we can't figure it out
by Sunday, we tell our moms.
But not before then.
I'm in, obviously.
Assuming you're all open to
consulting the spirit world.
I'm not into any of it.
Come on.
This is our last weekend
before middle school.
And before you know it,
it'll be Monday,
first period.
She's right.
My mom won't let me watch
all those shows
you're talking about
because she says it's always
about men killing girls
and other men saving girls
or finding the dead girls
they could have saved.
But this is on us.
This is our body.
[Mari]
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners now
and at the hour of our death.
Amen.
[scratches on window]
[scratches on window]
Mom!
[gasps]
[birds twittering]
How long have you been
sitting there for?
Like six hours.
It's creepy.
Um, look,
I have a proposition for you.
I'm not sure how
you're gonna feel about it.
What is it?
-Would you like some
blueberry pancakes?
-[yawns]
Meaning would you like for me
to make them for you?
First of all, yes.
Um, second of all,
could I maybe help
make them?
You?
[mumbles] Yeah.
-You in the kitchen
assisting me?
-Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Insane.
I mean, I'll take it.
I'm thrilled.
Yeah. Mmm.
Okay, well, then I'm gonna
go start making pancakes
if I may.
Great. Okay. Thank you.
Thank you.
All right, goodbye.
Before you go,
I just had to
say some things.
They've been on my mind.
Well, what is it, honey?
Tell me.
Well--
Well, I should start with,
your shoes look really great.
So do your jeans.
Oh, no. Here we go.
Your outfit
is perfectly coordinated.
I am bracing myself
for the worst.
And-- Yeah.
Your hair looks very good.
Natural beauty.
Can I skip mass
this weekend?
[gasps]
Your nails are unchipped...
What? Wait. No.
No. Excuse me.
...and manicured.
Excuse me. Please go back.
I heard something
amidst the compliments
that displeased me much.
Was it something
about mass maybe?
Skip it?
Can I do that? Please?
Oh, my gosh.
[stammers] Pl-Pl-Please?
Yeah?
Please explain.
So, first of all,
you said,
"Mari, you can have
two skips this summer."
And I've only cashed in on
one of those skips.
Mmm.
So I'm entitled
to a second one.
Actually.
Um, all right.
Well, let's see.
I have put that
before the judge.
Anything else
you'd like to say before--
Yeah. Yes.
And it is my last weekend
with my friends.
My best friends.
With my besties.
Before we are
cruelly separated,
and I go to St. Cecelia's.
It's so sad.
This is heartrending.
And it's the last chance I get
to hang out with them.
So, please?
All right, well, you have
really very well laid out
the trials and tribulations
of Mari.
Yeah, thank you.
And so now please
let me take it
to the higher court
of my mind and emotions
to deliberate.
Mmm. I see.
Okay, I've decided
that I did say
you could skip twice.
Thank you.
And you know what?
You're way too good at this.
You're like a politician.
It's a lot.
I'm trying to deal with it.
-Thank you.
-Okay. Bye.
[sighs]
[shower water pattering]
Mm-mmm.
Oh, my God.
[inhales sharply]
What time is it?
Time to get up.
Okay.
You've got work.
Thank you.
Thank you for this.
Is someone in the shower?
I got the bathroom
steamed up for you.
The way you like it.
You did?
Oh. Thank you. It's Saturday.
I'm your mom.
I feel like
I should be doing
things for you.
That's some other family's
Saturday morning.
I don't mind.
Okay, here we go.
-Hey.
-Yeah.
Can I go hang out
with my friends?
Um, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
[sniffs]
[door opens, closes]
[birds chirping]
How's it coming?
Something about your colors
this morning
just feels really off.
Yeah? Can I see?
If you want to.
Sure.
Oh.
Well, it's not finished.
Sure.
[chuckles]
Okay. Do not blame me
if you don't like it.
This is your essence.
Okay, Mom.
["Tell Me I Exist" playing]
Really? It's summer.
[pouring liquid]
[sighs] You're gonna love
middle school. It's amazing.
Like maybe
the best time
in a kid's life.
-Really?
-God, no.
It's the worst.
Like literally
seventh pit of hell.
[sighs] Well,
at least there's my friends.
You think that
until they're not.
Just wait and see.
The mean girl thing might not
start for another year, but...
My friends aren't mean.
If you look at
your friend group
and there's no mean girl,
well,
mean girl is probably you.
You'll see.
Everything changes.
And I'm not just talking about
training bras and body hair.
I got to go.
Burgers don't grill
themselves.
[Mom] Your dad set up
a super fun rocket launcher
in the backyard.
[Dina]
Um, maybe for a little bit.
We're about two minutes
from the lift off.
Okay, okay. But after that,
I've got plans, so...
-Everything okay?
-Yeah, yeah, totally.
Did you do your math facts?
-No media before math facts.
-I did my math facts, Mom.
And have you finished
Tuck Everlasting yet?
You had a goal of 30 books,
and last I checked,
you were at 29.
Almost. I just don't want to
get to the sad part,
that's all.
Well, how'd you know
about the sad part?
[scoffs] Because I have
a stupid sister.
[sister] I'm right here.
Well, sometimes the sad parts
make the happy parts
matter more.
[door opens]
Let me know if you're gonna
spend the night.
Okay. I think that's the plan.
Probably at Dina
or Lola's house.
Okay, but just remember
I have a double shift,
so I'm gonna be super late,
so I need you
to message me or something
and let me know
where you're gonna be.
I will.
Ugh.
[sighing]
Okay. Have a nice day.
You too, Mom. Be safe.
[chuckling]
Do you want a ride?
Uh, no, I'm fine.
Okay, you sure?
Okay.
Good, 'cause I'm so late.
[Dina] 100 feet.
What?
I did some research.
That's how high
the bridge is.
That's high.
My brother says there's
nothing more satisfying
than peeing
off something high.
But I guess we'll never know.
[all chuckling]
A lot of people
killed themselves here.
I read it on Wikipedia.
During the Great Depression
when everybody got poor.
Do you think
he was poor?
The man.
He was wearing a suit.
I saw a suit
at Goodwill
that cost $5.
They say the nickname
is Suicide Bridge.
How is that possible?
What do you mean?
It's not like
it's hard to jump.
Like, I mean,
it's right in the middle
of where we live.
How did we
not know about it?
There's probably
a lot of things
we don't know.
This bridge
is for sure haunted.
Wait, when you were
researching the bridge,
what were you using
to look up all this stuff?
The family laptop.
[groans]
What?
Your mom
is a total psycho
helicopter parent.
She's gonna see
your browsing history stuff
about suicide
and get all freaked.
Oh, crap!
Remember you got
that scratch
on your arm
and she was convinced
you were cutting yourself?
She's probably
already called
your therapist.
Oh, crap! Crap! Crap!
I-- Maybe she won't
see it until later.
You know, after.
We need to move him.
What? Why?
For the same reason that Dina
shouldn't have used
the family laptop.
Somebody's going to see
before we can do
what we need to do.
[flies buzzing]
What's your problem?
There was a fly eating him,
and then I was afraid
that it might eat me.
Do we have
to worry
about germs?
Well, you know,
on this one crime show,
a woman made out
with a guy at a bar.
He pressured her to
go home with him.
She said no.
Then, like,
two days later,
she developed
this weird sore
in her mouth.
So she went to go get it
checked out, and the doctor
called the police
because the tests had shown
that she'd eaten
human remains.
I know. [sighs]
So of course they track
the guy down, and he had
a basement full of bodies.
She would have been next.
So yeah,
germs,
definitely a concern.
My mom uses them
whenever she chops jalapeos.
-[Mari] This feels wrong.
-[all breathing heavily]
[groaning]
-[flatulence]
-[Dina groans]
Who ripped one?
Was that you, Mari?
-[Mari] No, it was not me.
-[Lola] I think it was him.
-[Mari] Ew.
-[Dina groans]
That is so nasty.
It's death gas.
[Mari] Well, come on.
Let's hurry up.
[Dina sighs]
[all grunting]
I think Daisy was right.
About what?
I think he was poor.
Maybe even homeless.
What is it?
It's his wallet.
What's that?
A restaurant?
A bar.
How do you know?
I know.
So we should go?
[sighs] To a bar?
That's what they do
on those cop shows.
[sighs]
I mean,
I guess I can map it.
See how far away it is.
Take a picture of him first.
A picture? That's just wrong.
He's not him anymore.
Think of it as, like,
taking a photo of a pot
without a plant in it.
Yeah, she's right.
We do need a photo of him
if we're ever gonna
find out who he is.
Unless you want to
carry him around
in your backpack.
[sighs] Fine. Pick him up.
[Dina] And use a filter so he
won't look quite so dead.
[shutter clicks]
[Mari] Do you think
he was a good person?
What?
I said, do you think
he was a good person?
Oh, um...
Does it matter?
I mean, if he killed himself,
it might have been
because he did something bad.
What if we're wasting
all of our time for nothing?
No. I don't think so.
He was a good guy.
How do you know?
Because most people are good.
Have you ever actually
met a person
who's really truly bad?
I guess not.
Bad people are just on TV.
Right?
[Mari] What are we even doing?
They're just gonna
kick us out.
[Dina] Come on.
They'll think we're cute.
["Tears Come Tumbling" playing]
[clears throat] Um...
Hi, um--
[bartender]
Oh, please don't tell me
one of you are here
looking for your father.
[bar guest]
That always breaks her heart.
Always breaks my heart.
No. We are here--
We're ghost hunters,
and we hear that
this place is haunted.
[chuckles] Well,
we've got a lot of spirits.
[chuckling] Spirits.
They didn't get it.
[bar guest] I got it.
And I appreciate
the double entendre.
Look, ladies, if you're just
knocking on doors for a goof,
this isn't the place for you.
We're not.
We're in the right place.
-Don't I know you?
-Show her the picture.
[bartender]
I swear I have seen you...
Show her.
...somewhere before.
Um, here.
Okay.
What am I looking at here?
Is that the ghost
you're looking for?
That's not a ghost.
That's a man.
Is he asleep?
[bar guest] He's dead
because he's a ghost.
Is he dead or is he asleep?
He is asleep.
He-- He-- Asleep.
Mm-hmm. Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah.
[gasps] You know what?
I do think I know this guy.
Really?
[bartender] Yeah.
He used to sit
at the end of the bar
down there.
An occasional day drinker.
He wasn't a regular,
but he came in enough
that he looks familiar.
He drank bottom-shelf whiskey.
Didn't really talk to anyone.
He did mention
his name once, though.
Bob. Frank.
[bartender] Um...
-[bar guest] Joe. Bob.
-You already said Bob.
Ed.
[bartender] Would you stop?
You're just shouting out
random names now.
Mahone.
I don't know if it was
his first or his last.
I mean,
probably his last name,
right?
-[Dina] Probably.
-Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Greg Mahone. Bob Mahone.
[bartender]
Would you stop with the Bobs?
Do you remember anything else?
Um...
Oh,
he played video games.
Like a-- a Switch or...
[bartender] A what?
[stammering] A Switch.
No.
[arcade game tunes playing]
Oh. Oh, yeah. Okay.
My mom used to play that
when she was a kid, I think.
I don't think my mom
ever played video games.
My mom won't let me
play video games.
My mom only lets me
download games
that are educational.
[video game beeping]
[Dina] Go! Go, go, go, go, go!
-[Daisy] You have to get it
three times.
-[Dina] Go!
["Hello Sadness" playing
in background]
-[Daisy]
How are you doing that?
-I don't even really know.
My strategy is just to push
the buttons fast.
-[Mari] Watch out!
Watch out!
-[Lola] No. No. No.
[all groan]
That's unfortunate.
Wait. Look.
Hey, um, you said his name
might have been Mahone?
[bartender] Yeah.
[Dina] Come look at this.
Now I remember you.
How's your mom?
Fine.
Um, uh, Mahone. See?
Oh, well, look there.
His last name is Mahone.
What do you think
the H stands for?
[Dina] Henry.
Holden.
Do people still
name their kids Holden?
Um, Harry?
Hector.
Harold?
Bob!
Hey! What did I tell you?
Howard.
His name was Howard.
Like I said.
[song continues]
[Mari]
Now that we know his name,
we have to do more research.
Yeah, but I don't understand
why we need to go
to the school.
Because everything I do
on my phone,
my mom knows about.
She has the stalking app.
See? My mom's not
the only one who's crazy.
[sighs] She pretends like
she doesn't look at it,
but she does.
Constantly.
She knows everything.
I can tell by the way
she brings stuff up.
Asking if I need new socks
if I've been looking at
goofy cat socks on Pinterest,
that sort of thing.
Then why can't we just
go to the library?
They have computers there.
Because one of the librarians
there is a family friend.
She goes to our church.
She knows I'm only allowed
in the middle grade section.
The computers
are in the adult section.
She'll notice,
and she's super nosy.
[cell phone rings
in tune of "Fr Elise"]
Oh, no.
Oh, God.
-What?
-It's her. It's Mom.
Do you think she knows?
She probably knows.
Just, um--
-Just answer it and find out.
-Okay. Shh.
-Mom. Uh, hi.
-Hi. What are you doing?
Yeah, I'm at Dina's house.
[whispering] My house?
Um, yeah.
We're just reading and stuff.
Don't say reading.
We'd never hang out
and read!
[whispering] Shut up.
Um, yeah.
We were probably gonna go on
TikTok or watch a movie later,
if that's okay.
[bus approaching]
What was-- What?
I don't hear anything.
Daisy, move.
-Daisy, move it.
-[Lola] Daisy.
[Mari] Oh, yeah,
I hear it now. [chuckles]
-That's--
No, no, that's just the TV.
-[revving, honking]
[honking]
Oh, I have to go now.
Talk to you later. Bye.
Daisy, what were you thinking?
We're reading at my house?
Seriously?
[Mari] I know.
It was dumb.
It was dumb, all right.
I don't know why I said that.
Are you okay?
I mean, now she's definitely
going to check
the stalking app.
She's gonna see
I'm not there and--
[cell phone ringing]
Um, what do I do?
[Dina] Um...
What do I do?
Do I answer or-- I mean--
[Lola] Don't answer it.
[ringing stops]
I can't believe
you just did that.
That was--
That was my Christmas present.
My only Christmas present.
[Lola]
We can get it fixed.
[sighs]
I just saved you.
That's what I did.
Dina, you didn't save me.
You have screwed me.
[groans] No.
You know, in some cultures,
if you save someone,
you're responsible
for their life forever.
Is that actually true?
[Lola] Oh, it definitely is.
Really?
Because sometimes
you say weird things,
and they sound just, you know,
a little bit made up.
Just a little bit.
Your family believes in facts.
My family believes in truths.
There you go again.
[sighs]
You heard her, right?
You're my responsibility.
My phone. I mean,
that was, like, my life.
How am I gonna
call my mom back?
I mean, you already lied.
-Just... lie again.
-[sighs]
Say some, like,
guy stole it or something.
[Mari stammers]
I don't know.
[Lola]
At least you had one.
[dial tone ringing]
[Mari on recording]
Hi, this is Mari.
Leave a message. Laters.
-[cell phone beeps]
-[breathing shakily] Hi, Mari.
Um, listen, I don't understand
why you're not answering.
I know you're not at Dina's.
I know you lied to me.
I'm very confused,
and I'm upset,
and I'm worried. Okay?
And I really need you
to call me. All right?
I'm trying to
keep my shit together.
You can get mad at me
about that later.
But I'm trying.
Um, I don't even really know
what to say.
Just please call me back.
Thank you.
[sighs]
[inhales, exhales deeply]
[Mari on recording]
Hi, this is Mari.
Leave a message. Laters.
[cell phone beeps]
[cell phone buzzing]
Hello?
[Mari's mom]
Hi. Yeah. It's Stacie.
I was just wondering...
[cell phone ringing]
Hello?
[Stacie] This is Stacie.
Hi. Yeah.
Here's your license
and registration.
Here's the bad news.
Try to be a little more
careful next time, okay?
-[cell phone ringing]
-[clears throat]
-Hello?
-[Stacie] Hey.
This is Stacie, Mari's mom.
It looks small.
How does it
suddenly look small?
It's bigger on the inside
than it is on the outside.
[sighs] The window
in Mrs. Garcia's room
doesn't lock.
Brent Schoonover broke it
two years ago.
We can crawl in there.
Is this stupid?
Maybe this is stupid.
I mean, it seemed fun at first,
but now my phone is ruined,
my mom knows I'm lying,
and we're thinking about
breaking into a building.
We're not breaking
into anything.
Brent Schoonover is the one
who broke something.
I guarantee you we're in
serious trouble by now.
Then what's the point
in stopping now?
It's called
asking for forgiveness.
Jesus.
Seriously. I'm being serious.
I mean,
we say we're sorry,
and we end this now.
No.
After my dad disappeared,
that's when my mom
just checked out.
She never tried
looking for him.
She never seemed to worry
something might have
happened to him.
Well, what if
she knew something?
What do you mean?
What if she didn't look
for him because she knew
something about why he left?
He didn't leave.
You don't leave
and not say goodbye.
Well, sometimes adults
know things
but don't tell us.
You can't not look for someone
who's gone.
Someone is waiting
for this guy to come home.
So, no,
I don't think this is stupid.
And I don't want to stop.
[scale playing on piano]
[tune playing on piano]
What? [chuckles]
The first thing we need to do
is download a TOR browser.
[Mari] What's that?
It's a browser that allows us
to surf anonymously
on the dark web.
The what?
It's basically like
the dungeon of the Internet.
Why don't you
just use Google?
Oh, yeah,
I'm gonna do that too.
But the data mining
goes deeper and wider
in search engines like Pipl.
You sound like
you're just making stuff up,
like you're auditioning
for C or something.
-[all chuckle]
-We are so using Google.
We should also do a sance.
[all chuckle]
Guys, I'm serious.
There's more to this world
than just what you can find
in a search engine.
Okay, well, while you're
figuring out all this
nerd stuff, I have to pee.
[water dripping]
[electricity crackles]
Um, get me a pen.
I think I got what we need.
[toilet flushes]
[door bangs]
[door knob rattling]
-[lock clicks]
-[door creaks]
[screams]
We need to
get out of here now.
[Dina gasps]
[Dina panting]
Hey, why are you
weirdos running?
You wouldn't
believe me.
Try me.
-["Happiest Girl In The World"
playing]
-[Dina] What do you think?
I think that is
a very interesting story.
And also, you--
Oh, my God.
Ow!
I got a brain freeze.
Sugar is like cocaine
for 11-year-olds.
You all out of your minds.
You don't even
believe us, do you?
I know that whatever
rainbow unicorn Narnia
kids' stuff you're chasing
seems important, but it's not.
I thought your sister was cool
for giving us free food,
but she actually sucks.
She thinks she's a grown-up
or something.
I mean, this isn't just us
playing pretend. This is real.
Yeah, um, do you want to see?
'Cause seriously,
we have photos
if you don't believe us.
[coworker] Carol!
Yes, Mr. Peterson?
[Mr. Peterson] Can you help
with the computer?
It keeps freezing
when I try to save
this accounting spreadsheet.
Boomer problems.
One second. [sighs]
You're all gonna look back
on this moment and realize
just how dumb you were.
But it doesn't mean
you shouldn't have fun.
Bye, girls.
[sighs] I hate teenagers.
I think, like, Old Town,
start there.
And then just some...
[stammers] ...spotlights
for the alleyways.
Memorial Park, Central Park.
Get some guys
on the ground there.
[Stacie] A bar? [chuckles]
I mean, what were they
possibly doing at a bar?
Tequila shooters?
No.
I mean, I'm joking,
but now that I think of it,
I remember sneaking
some whiskey
from my dad's stash
at a sleepover
in the fifth grade.
I mean,
I know what you're saying,
but Mari just
would not do that.
I know her.
Well, I didn't think
my daughter was secretly
watching all the murder shows
I can't seem
to get enough off.
[inhales sharply]
So I guess
we were all
a little clueless.
Yeah, but... [chuckles]
...Mari's kind of a prude.
Like, she gets mad at me
when I swear.
She walks out of the bathroom
when I pee in front of her.
You pee in front of her?
Well, not like every day,
but...
[Daisy's mom] Okay.
Yeah, that's what I figured.
You know, it's happened.
Lola and I sauna together.
[crickets chirping]
[clicks tongue]
Or it has something to do
with a boy, right?
Has to be a boy.
[scoffs]
I mean, that's reductive
and would be disappointing,
but yeah,
it's plausible.
Yeah, just let us know.
Yeah.
We'll be standing by.
Thank you, Frank.
All right. Bye.
Laura.
No, I'm actually good,
thank you.
I'm good.
Um...
-What's going on
with our girls?
-[sighs]
I wish I-- I wish
I had an answer for you.
Did Daisy
say something
to you?
Has she done
anything off lately
that might clue you in?
What are you thinking?
I'm thinking I haven't really
paid attention to my daughter
in, like, a year.
Like really paid attention,
you know?
So I couldn't even
answer that.
[Lola]
This place is
totally sketchy.
[Mari] Yeah,
I don't really feel like
being mauled by a guard dog.
-[Lola] A sance
would be way easier.
-[thunder rumbling]
[Dina] Okay,
if this is a bust, we'll do
your stupid sance thing.
[Mari] What do you think
he keeps in there?
[Dina] Probably bodies
hanging from hooks.
-[Mari] Stop.
-[Dina laughs]
What if it's treasure?
Imagine, like, piles and piles
of gold coins
and jewels and stuff.
So cool.
[Mari] When my great-grandma
went to the nursing home,
she had one of these,
but it was just filled
with dusty old antiques.
[dog barking]
Did you hear that?
I told you there'd be a dog.
I don't--
I don't think it's--
Can we hurry please?
Yeah, yeah, we're close.
Um, six, seven. Got it.
[thunder continues]
[Dina grunts]
[Daisy] Are you kidding me?
[Mari] I knew this was bad.
I really think
we should go home now.
No!
No? I mean,
what other option
do we have?
[Daisy scoffs]
[Mari] Do you have
a toothpick or something?
[Dina] Holy shit!
[stammers] I'm leaving.
[Dina] Whoa, whoa.
Daisy. Daisy!
Daisy! Daisy!
What are you gonna do?
Shoot the ghost?
You can't shoot a ghost.
Really? Of course
you can't shoot a ghost.
You know,
I can never tell if
you're joking or just crazy.
Don't call me crazy.
That's patriarchal bull!
[gunshot]
-[dog barking]
-[Dina] Oh, my God.
[gasps] Wait. Wait.
Move closer and, um, wait
for the lightning next time.
Now!
[thunderclap]
[Lola breathing heavily]
That was so badass. [chuckles]
That was so cool.
-[Mari] Yeah.
-[Lola] Yeah.
[Dina] Two, three...
[TV playing, indistinct]
[Daisy] I think he had a family.
[Mari] I don't get it.
He lived here?
Well, it was 99 bucks a month.
I'm three months older than you.
What?
You remember when
that used to be a big deal,
the fact that I was
three months older than you?
Yeah.
It used to be better
to be older,
but now it doesn't seem
all that great.
Adults are always asking me
what I want to be
when I grow up.
[Dina] Yeah?
They always seem to really care.
Well,
what do you want to be
when you grow up?
A UPS driver.
What? Seriously?
You sound like a grown-up.
That's what they always
say to me too.
But hold on.
Are you telling me,
out of all the jobs
in the world--
I mean,
movie star,
soccer player,
president, whatever--
you want to be a UPS driver?
Why do you want to be
a UPS driver?
You bring people
packages all day.
It's like being Santa.
Yeah, Santa
in gross brown shorts.
-[chuckles]
-But what about a rock star
or a YouTuber or,
I don't know, a veterinarian?
That's the kind of stuff
we used to say.
Feels like
we're past that phase now.
Phase? What phase?
I'm trying to be realistic.
In case you haven't noticed,
growing up isn't great.
-[bell tolls]
-[thunderclap]
It's time.
[Mari] Why Daisy's house?
[Lola] To talk to the spirits,
we need to go to
an in-between place.
A broken place.
Then it's easier
to hear through
to the other side.
Then this is the place.
It's supposed to be
a perimeter of salt,
but I think sugar
will work just as well.
I'm trying to figure out
the science behind this
because salt is made of sodium
and chloride,
and it's ionically bonded,
whereas sugar
on the other hand--
Shh!
Ow!
Nobody is allowed to leave
the sacred circle
until we are finished.
No matter what happens.
Do you understand?
[scoffs] Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'll follow the hocus-pocus
rule book.
I'm not gonna leave.
I mean, we're in this together.
We each have to pay death
for him to take us
to the other side.
Pay?
Yeah, seriously,
come on, Lola.
Ow.
You have CSI,
I have Ghost Hunters.
I know how this works.
You choose what you pay.
[Dina] Now what?
Now we invite him to join us.
[Dina] How do we--
Mahone.
Howard Mahone.
Do you hear us?
If you hear us, give us a sign.
Maybe we should all
close our eyes
so we can concentrate better.
So we can all be in harmony.
[humming]
[all humming]
[all humming "Miss Mary Mack"]
[humming stops]
We found you for a reason.
Help us understand why.
[thunderclap]
He's listening.
Ask him something.
Mari?
[Mari]
W-What am I supposed to ask?
[Lola] Anything.
Okay, um...
Is there
something else out there?
Something better?
I guess I'm asking what's next?
[Lola] Dina.
[Dina]
I don't have any questions.
[Lola] Dina!
Seriously,
I can't think of anything.
[Lola] Dina!
Fine. Fine. Um...
I don't know. How does this--
How does this even work?
I mean, I was gonna ask,
"Will I ever fall in love?"
But... [sighs] ...that's dumb.
So, I guess,
will my parents ever stop
bugging me constantly?
[Lola] Daisy.
Can you bring my dad back?
And if not,
if you can't do that...
will we be friends forever?
Now it's time for my question.
We found your body,
and we know your name.
What do you want us to do
with these gifts?
[static on TV]
[all scream]
[breathing heavily, whimpering]
I saw him!
It's okay.
[Mari] Don't be afraid.
He wasn't there, was he?
Yes, he was.
It's just us now.
[knocking]
What do we do?
I don't know.
-Daisy! What are you doing?
-Please, sit back down.
Sit down! No.
Stop, Daisy.
Daisy!
Daisy, just sit down.
[Mari, Lola, Dina scream]
Hey.
[sighs]
I didn't think
anybody would be home.
I should have called.
Is your mom here?
I, uh...
I just came
to pick something up.
[thunder rumbling]
[door opens]
[door closes]
I'm gonna...
I'm gonna get going.
I shouldn't have come, but...
Where have you been?
It's complicated, Daisy.
-[horn honks]
-You should talk to your mom.
Okay?
[horn honking]
[crying] I'm sorry.
[sobbing]
Don't leave.
[sniffles]
[Mari] We can't stay
here forever.
[Lola] Maybe not forever,
but a little while longer.
[Daisy sniffling, crying]
[Daisy] Mom. Hey, can--
[Laura] Daisy.
Daisy, where have you been?
Where have you been?
-[Dina's mom] Where is she?
-Just at our house.
[Laura] You're at our house?
[sighing]
Oh, my God. Okay. Um...
-[Lola's mom] They're at home.
-[Stacie] Oh, my gosh.
[Laura] They're there.
Hey, can I have a sleepover?
A sleepover?
Are they with you?
Are your friends with you?
-Yeah.
-They're with her.
They want to have
a sleepover or something.
-They're there.
-[Lola's mom] Thank God.
Um, Mom...
[Laura] Honey, yes. What is it?
He was here.
[door lock clicks]
Hey.
Hey.
[sighs]
D--
How-- How do you feel?
Just that?
Do you wanna...
Why didn't you
tell me the truth?
That's fair. Um...
I really, um...
I tried.
I did.
You really should have
told me the truth.
I tried.
If I--
If I had told you,
Daisy, then...
then it would all...
then it-- then it's real.
And I... [sighs] ...you know...
I wasn't ready for that.
But you're-- you're right.
Was it because of me?
Was it my fault?
No.
Good God.
No.
[stammers]
Why would you say that?
He didn't want us.
I do.
-[breathing shakily]
I want us too.
-You do? Good.
[chuckles]
'Cause that's what you got.
[both crying]
Oh, man.
You're a good one.
You're a good one too.
[laughing] Thanks.
[door opens]
Hi. [chuckles]
[Laura] Hey, can I--
Let me-- Let me help you.
[Lola's mom] No. No. No.
[Stacie] No worries.
Man, I feel like, you know,
you reach a certain age,
and suddenly you sort of
forget to make new friends.
-You know what I mean?
-[Stacie, chuckling] Yes.
[Lola's mom]
It can happen at any age.
Thank you. Thank you.
We were
just like them once, right?
I mean, do you remember that?
Don't know.
[Stacie] God, I do.
I-I like to think so.
But I don't really remember.
Man.
["Without You"
playing on speaker]
[children cheering, laughing]
You guys.
[music stops]
[birds chirping]
[birds shrieking, twittering]
[Daisy] In the fall,
I guess some things die
to leave room for new things.
I don't know if that's
a good thing or a bad thing.
It's just a thing.
It's just the way it is.
Can we all keep hanging out?
He's gone.
Our tree.
Maybe he was never really here.
[bird warbling]
[all imitating birdcall]
[chuckling]
I don't want
this weekend to end.
I don't want us to end.
I love you guys.
I love that I get to be alive
when you're all alive.
Let's never not be friends.
Okay?
["seven" playing]
[song ends]
[water dripping]
[child 1] Shh.
You guys, quiet.
Gonna find us.
[breathing shakily]
Shh!
[screaming, giggling]
[parent] Girls,
what the hell is going on?
[laughing]
I thought I told you
to play outside.
[child 2] We are.
[laughing, cheering]
[laughing, cheering continues]
[child 1] In the summer,
while it lasts...
[laughing, cheering]
...everything's alive.
Anything's possible.
At least it feels that way.
It's so bright
this time of year.
The ground is warm to the touch.
The air is sticky and hot.
Everything blooms
or drifts or hums.
The color of flowers.
The taste of ice cream.
My friends' laughter.
This one time at this concert,
the line was so long
that my mom made me use
the boys' bathroom.
There was pee everywhere.
-[all laughing]
-It was like a lake of man pee.
It was gross.
[child 1] So much of everything
feels like
it's spilling out everywhere.
Like I could drown
in all the life around me.
[sighs]
Baby powder.
My mom doesn't believe in
antiperspirant and deodorant.
[child 3] Yeah,
we've noticed.
[chuckles]
[child 1] Dad used to say,
after the fireworks are done
-on the Fourth of July...
-[firecrackers popping]
...you can still see them.
Their colors stay in your eyes
even though the light
is already gone.
That's how August feels.
It's like the good part
is fading.
Let's put this on the altar.
We're going to Terabithia?
Of course we're going.
It's the last weekend.
How can we not go?
[child 1]
Sometimes I worry I'll be
the last one to get a phone
or pierce my ears
or have my first kiss.
Sometimes I worry
I need my friends
more than they need me.
I'm trying to decide
between bubble gum
or Jolly Ranchers.
[child 1]
But it's harder to be sad
when the sun is so huge...
Thank you so much.
...and so bright.
[child 4] Well,
I was watching
this one movie.
It was, like, these kids,
and they were looking
at roosters and hens.
And I guess, like,
hens don't strut
and roosters do.
What do you mean, strut?
Like the way that they walk.
Give us an example, please.
[child 1]
Yeah, like they walk...
I'll go in front
and walk like this.
You remind me of,
like, camp counselors
that are like,
"Okay, kids!
Okay, children!"
"Let's go. Line up. Line up."
"Quiet. Quiet, Coyote.
Quiet, Coyote."
[child 4]
Guys, do you guys see that?
Who likes jellyfish?
They're beautiful.
I love jellyfish.
They're really pretty.
But they sting.
I like seahorses.
They're really pretty.
[child 2] So do bees,
but bees aren't... [audio fades]
[child 1] Sometimes...
You know what
my favorite sea animal is?
...my house has
so many shadows in it...
[chattering]
...it feels heavy.
Like it could sink
into the earth.
[laughing]
But I never feel that way
with my friends.
Come on, guys.
[child 3] Come on!
[child 1] Summer has no wants.
You can go anywhere,
see everything.
[child 3] I can't believe
you have to wear a skirt
every day at your new school.
[child 2] I know.
[child 3 sighs] I hate skirts.
[child 2] Yeah.
[child 4]
They're so patriarchal.
Yeah.
I mean, they make me feel like
something's gonna literally
fly up my butt.
I don't know.
I think it might be
kind of nice.
Something flying up
your butt?
No.
Not having to worry about
what to wear each day, I mean.
[child 3] Miss Mary
[all] Mack, Mack, Mack
All dressed in black
Black, black
With silver buttons
Buttons, buttons
All down her back
Back, back
She asked her mother
Mother, mother
For 50 cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants
Elephants, elephants
Jump over the fence
Fence, fence
They jumped so high
High, high
They reached the sky
Sky, sky
And never came back
Back, back
Till the Fourth of July
Ly, -ly
[chuckles]
If you could change your name,
what would it be?
I like my name.
Lola.
Kind of sounds like a song.
Lola, Lola, la-la, la-la
It means sorrows.
I am the Lady of Sorrows.
I want a more classic name.
Daisy's so plain.
It's like being called
Dandelion.
It's like I'm a weed.
Maybe we should
change our names
when we go to middle school.
My name would be something cool
like Taylor Swift or Beyonc.
But like my own thing.
You'd hear it and you'd go,
"That's cool."
Yeah.
Switchblade.
Medusa.
Tangerine.
[laughing]
Tangerine?
Tangerine?
What?
It's a great name.
So cool.
[child 3] It's a fruit.
[Lola] Every step you take,
you're moving forward
a moment in time.
But what if
the opposite were true?
What if for every step
you take backwards,
you move backwards in time?
Yeah, I want to go backwards.
Not forward.
[child 2] Let's go back,
like, two months.
Then we can have summer
all over again. [chuckles]
But what if we accidentally
go back too far
and we all turn into a bunch
of little diaper babies?
[chuckles]
What if we go too far forward
and become old ladies?
[laughs]
Then we'll also
have diapers.
[chuckling]
[Daisy] At least then
we wouldn't have to go
to middle school.
We could just sit around
eating soup
in our rocking chairs.
[child 2] Speaking of soup,
I'm a little hungry.
It's almost dinner.
We better get moving.
[child 2]
We've got to pay our respects.
Terabithia awaits.
[Lola] Hello!
[shouting indistinctly, echoing]
[child 3] There she is.
[panting]
All hail Terabithia.
All hail.
We bring you incense
and myrrh
and gum.
Hey!
Daisy?
What is it?
I-I don't know.
Oh, my...
[exclaims]
[child 2] That can't be real.
Of course it's real.
[flies buzzing]
Go look.
Not me. You go.
You go.
Somebody...
He's dead?
I don't think
I want to see that.
Oh, my God.
[crickets chirping]
[chattering]
[indistinct TV audio]
San Juan Valley.
San Fernando Valley.
[relative] San Juan...
San Luis Obispo!
That's not even
the right amount of letters.
-Okay. Okay.
San, San, San, San.
-San? Stop saying San!
[parent] New Haven!
New Haven, Connecticut!
-New Haven, Connecticut! Yes!
-We know. Thanks, Mom.
Hey, honey.
I've got food for you.
[sighs]
What Ivy League University
is located in New Haven?
Yale.
[Mom] Is the correct answer.
-What is the capital
of Connecticut?
-Hartford.
Yes.
[Pat Sajak] You got it.
Give me a letter.
The puzzle.
You'll have ten seconds
to solve it.
-So what'd you do today?
-[gasps] Um... [clicks tongue]
-Played. Yeah. Yeah.
-Yeah? Played where?
Just around.
Mari's, the park,
got ice cream.
Are you stressed?
You seem stressed.
I'm not stressed, Mom.
Something happen today?
You girls fight?
[sighs]
Mom, I said
I'm not stressed, okay?
Did you take
your medication
this morning?
Mom, I'm fine.
You sure? Okay.
[Pat Sajak]
We have 20 seconds for you.
Where's Dad?
Oh, he's just, uh--
just having
his after-dinner...
-[contestant] N.
-...you know.
[Pat Sajak] One N.
Don't forget
to light the candle,
hon.
[Dad] What?
Don't forget
to light the candle!
[parent] Lola?
Hey, kiddo.
-Hey.
-What's going on?
-What's wrong?
-Nothing.
What are you worried about
that you need to burn lavender?
Is it middle school?
I'd be nervous too.
Those are some tough years.
In some ways
they're the toughest years
because it can be so hard
to find your center
and to know what's right.
You know?
But you'll make it through.
I promise.
You believe me?
Yeah.
Okay. Come get some soup.
Okay. [sighs]
[softly] Okay.
[Lola]
Does anyone recognize him?
Daisy. Aren't you gonna
go over and take a look?
[flies buzzing]
-He's yours. You found him.
-No! Don't say that.
I don't want him.
[Mari]
He's dead. Don't touch him.
[child 3] Settle down.
[Daisy] I don't think
you should do that.
[child 3]
What? You've never seen CSI?
I'm just gonna check for ID.
What are you doing?
What do you mean,
what am I doing?
I'm calling the police
or my mom or both.
Don't.
[sighs] Why not?
I mean...
[sighs]
...what's the rush?
He's not in any rush.
[scoffs] You're crazy.
Dina's gone crazy.
Seriously.
[Lola] I wonder if he suffered.
[Dina] It probably wasn't fun.
Dying.
[Mari] Lola? What is it?
Suicide.
Well,
maybe he was pushed.
And it was supposed to
look like a suicide.
[Daisy] I don't like this.
It's not funny.
It's not fun.
Nobody's laughing.
You're right.
It's really serious.
Which is exactly why we
have to take this seriously.
Cool. I agree.
That is why I'm gonna call--
No.
[Lola] No.
[Mari] What then?
I mean, you know our moms.
They'll think we're,
like, traumatized.
First, the cops
will ask us
a million questions.
Then the moms
will ask us
a million questions.
He's somebody's family.
-Exactly.
-I'm not saying we do nothing.
We make a pact
to come back
tomorrow morning.
Do the Law & Order thing.
Try and find out who he was.
If we can't figure it out
by Sunday, we tell our moms.
But not before then.
I'm in, obviously.
Assuming you're all open to
consulting the spirit world.
I'm not into any of it.
Come on.
This is our last weekend
before middle school.
And before you know it,
it'll be Monday,
first period.
She's right.
My mom won't let me watch
all those shows
you're talking about
because she says it's always
about men killing girls
and other men saving girls
or finding the dead girls
they could have saved.
But this is on us.
This is our body.
[Mari]
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners now
and at the hour of our death.
Amen.
[scratches on window]
[scratches on window]
Mom!
[gasps]
[birds twittering]
How long have you been
sitting there for?
Like six hours.
It's creepy.
Um, look,
I have a proposition for you.
I'm not sure how
you're gonna feel about it.
What is it?
-Would you like some
blueberry pancakes?
-[yawns]
Meaning would you like for me
to make them for you?
First of all, yes.
Um, second of all,
could I maybe help
make them?
You?
[mumbles] Yeah.
-You in the kitchen
assisting me?
-Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Insane.
I mean, I'll take it.
I'm thrilled.
Yeah. Mmm.
Okay, well, then I'm gonna
go start making pancakes
if I may.
Great. Okay. Thank you.
Thank you.
All right, goodbye.
Before you go,
I just had to
say some things.
They've been on my mind.
Well, what is it, honey?
Tell me.
Well--
Well, I should start with,
your shoes look really great.
So do your jeans.
Oh, no. Here we go.
Your outfit
is perfectly coordinated.
I am bracing myself
for the worst.
And-- Yeah.
Your hair looks very good.
Natural beauty.
Can I skip mass
this weekend?
[gasps]
Your nails are unchipped...
What? Wait. No.
No. Excuse me.
...and manicured.
Excuse me. Please go back.
I heard something
amidst the compliments
that displeased me much.
Was it something
about mass maybe?
Skip it?
Can I do that? Please?
Oh, my gosh.
[stammers] Pl-Pl-Please?
Yeah?
Please explain.
So, first of all,
you said,
"Mari, you can have
two skips this summer."
And I've only cashed in on
one of those skips.
Mmm.
So I'm entitled
to a second one.
Actually.
Um, all right.
Well, let's see.
I have put that
before the judge.
Anything else
you'd like to say before--
Yeah. Yes.
And it is my last weekend
with my friends.
My best friends.
With my besties.
Before we are
cruelly separated,
and I go to St. Cecelia's.
It's so sad.
This is heartrending.
And it's the last chance I get
to hang out with them.
So, please?
All right, well, you have
really very well laid out
the trials and tribulations
of Mari.
Yeah, thank you.
And so now please
let me take it
to the higher court
of my mind and emotions
to deliberate.
Mmm. I see.
Okay, I've decided
that I did say
you could skip twice.
Thank you.
And you know what?
You're way too good at this.
You're like a politician.
It's a lot.
I'm trying to deal with it.
-Thank you.
-Okay. Bye.
[sighs]
[shower water pattering]
Mm-mmm.
Oh, my God.
[inhales sharply]
What time is it?
Time to get up.
Okay.
You've got work.
Thank you.
Thank you for this.
Is someone in the shower?
I got the bathroom
steamed up for you.
The way you like it.
You did?
Oh. Thank you. It's Saturday.
I'm your mom.
I feel like
I should be doing
things for you.
That's some other family's
Saturday morning.
I don't mind.
Okay, here we go.
-Hey.
-Yeah.
Can I go hang out
with my friends?
Um, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
[sniffs]
[door opens, closes]
[birds chirping]
How's it coming?
Something about your colors
this morning
just feels really off.
Yeah? Can I see?
If you want to.
Sure.
Oh.
Well, it's not finished.
Sure.
[chuckles]
Okay. Do not blame me
if you don't like it.
This is your essence.
Okay, Mom.
["Tell Me I Exist" playing]
Really? It's summer.
[pouring liquid]
[sighs] You're gonna love
middle school. It's amazing.
Like maybe
the best time
in a kid's life.
-Really?
-God, no.
It's the worst.
Like literally
seventh pit of hell.
[sighs] Well,
at least there's my friends.
You think that
until they're not.
Just wait and see.
The mean girl thing might not
start for another year, but...
My friends aren't mean.
If you look at
your friend group
and there's no mean girl,
well,
mean girl is probably you.
You'll see.
Everything changes.
And I'm not just talking about
training bras and body hair.
I got to go.
Burgers don't grill
themselves.
[Mom] Your dad set up
a super fun rocket launcher
in the backyard.
[Dina]
Um, maybe for a little bit.
We're about two minutes
from the lift off.
Okay, okay. But after that,
I've got plans, so...
-Everything okay?
-Yeah, yeah, totally.
Did you do your math facts?
-No media before math facts.
-I did my math facts, Mom.
And have you finished
Tuck Everlasting yet?
You had a goal of 30 books,
and last I checked,
you were at 29.
Almost. I just don't want to
get to the sad part,
that's all.
Well, how'd you know
about the sad part?
[scoffs] Because I have
a stupid sister.
[sister] I'm right here.
Well, sometimes the sad parts
make the happy parts
matter more.
[door opens]
Let me know if you're gonna
spend the night.
Okay. I think that's the plan.
Probably at Dina
or Lola's house.
Okay, but just remember
I have a double shift,
so I'm gonna be super late,
so I need you
to message me or something
and let me know
where you're gonna be.
I will.
Ugh.
[sighing]
Okay. Have a nice day.
You too, Mom. Be safe.
[chuckling]
Do you want a ride?
Uh, no, I'm fine.
Okay, you sure?
Okay.
Good, 'cause I'm so late.
[Dina] 100 feet.
What?
I did some research.
That's how high
the bridge is.
That's high.
My brother says there's
nothing more satisfying
than peeing
off something high.
But I guess we'll never know.
[all chuckling]
A lot of people
killed themselves here.
I read it on Wikipedia.
During the Great Depression
when everybody got poor.
Do you think
he was poor?
The man.
He was wearing a suit.
I saw a suit
at Goodwill
that cost $5.
They say the nickname
is Suicide Bridge.
How is that possible?
What do you mean?
It's not like
it's hard to jump.
Like, I mean,
it's right in the middle
of where we live.
How did we
not know about it?
There's probably
a lot of things
we don't know.
This bridge
is for sure haunted.
Wait, when you were
researching the bridge,
what were you using
to look up all this stuff?
The family laptop.
[groans]
What?
Your mom
is a total psycho
helicopter parent.
She's gonna see
your browsing history stuff
about suicide
and get all freaked.
Oh, crap!
Remember you got
that scratch
on your arm
and she was convinced
you were cutting yourself?
She's probably
already called
your therapist.
Oh, crap! Crap! Crap!
I-- Maybe she won't
see it until later.
You know, after.
We need to move him.
What? Why?
For the same reason that Dina
shouldn't have used
the family laptop.
Somebody's going to see
before we can do
what we need to do.
[flies buzzing]
What's your problem?
There was a fly eating him,
and then I was afraid
that it might eat me.
Do we have
to worry
about germs?
Well, you know,
on this one crime show,
a woman made out
with a guy at a bar.
He pressured her to
go home with him.
She said no.
Then, like,
two days later,
she developed
this weird sore
in her mouth.
So she went to go get it
checked out, and the doctor
called the police
because the tests had shown
that she'd eaten
human remains.
I know. [sighs]
So of course they track
the guy down, and he had
a basement full of bodies.
She would have been next.
So yeah,
germs,
definitely a concern.
My mom uses them
whenever she chops jalapeos.
-[Mari] This feels wrong.
-[all breathing heavily]
[groaning]
-[flatulence]
-[Dina groans]
Who ripped one?
Was that you, Mari?
-[Mari] No, it was not me.
-[Lola] I think it was him.
-[Mari] Ew.
-[Dina groans]
That is so nasty.
It's death gas.
[Mari] Well, come on.
Let's hurry up.
[Dina sighs]
[all grunting]
I think Daisy was right.
About what?
I think he was poor.
Maybe even homeless.
What is it?
It's his wallet.
What's that?
A restaurant?
A bar.
How do you know?
I know.
So we should go?
[sighs] To a bar?
That's what they do
on those cop shows.
[sighs]
I mean,
I guess I can map it.
See how far away it is.
Take a picture of him first.
A picture? That's just wrong.
He's not him anymore.
Think of it as, like,
taking a photo of a pot
without a plant in it.
Yeah, she's right.
We do need a photo of him
if we're ever gonna
find out who he is.
Unless you want to
carry him around
in your backpack.
[sighs] Fine. Pick him up.
[Dina] And use a filter so he
won't look quite so dead.
[shutter clicks]
[Mari] Do you think
he was a good person?
What?
I said, do you think
he was a good person?
Oh, um...
Does it matter?
I mean, if he killed himself,
it might have been
because he did something bad.
What if we're wasting
all of our time for nothing?
No. I don't think so.
He was a good guy.
How do you know?
Because most people are good.
Have you ever actually
met a person
who's really truly bad?
I guess not.
Bad people are just on TV.
Right?
[Mari] What are we even doing?
They're just gonna
kick us out.
[Dina] Come on.
They'll think we're cute.
["Tears Come Tumbling" playing]
[clears throat] Um...
Hi, um--
[bartender]
Oh, please don't tell me
one of you are here
looking for your father.
[bar guest]
That always breaks her heart.
Always breaks my heart.
No. We are here--
We're ghost hunters,
and we hear that
this place is haunted.
[chuckles] Well,
we've got a lot of spirits.
[chuckling] Spirits.
They didn't get it.
[bar guest] I got it.
And I appreciate
the double entendre.
Look, ladies, if you're just
knocking on doors for a goof,
this isn't the place for you.
We're not.
We're in the right place.
-Don't I know you?
-Show her the picture.
[bartender]
I swear I have seen you...
Show her.
...somewhere before.
Um, here.
Okay.
What am I looking at here?
Is that the ghost
you're looking for?
That's not a ghost.
That's a man.
Is he asleep?
[bar guest] He's dead
because he's a ghost.
Is he dead or is he asleep?
He is asleep.
He-- He-- Asleep.
Mm-hmm. Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah.
[gasps] You know what?
I do think I know this guy.
Really?
[bartender] Yeah.
He used to sit
at the end of the bar
down there.
An occasional day drinker.
He wasn't a regular,
but he came in enough
that he looks familiar.
He drank bottom-shelf whiskey.
Didn't really talk to anyone.
He did mention
his name once, though.
Bob. Frank.
[bartender] Um...
-[bar guest] Joe. Bob.
-You already said Bob.
Ed.
[bartender] Would you stop?
You're just shouting out
random names now.
Mahone.
I don't know if it was
his first or his last.
I mean,
probably his last name,
right?
-[Dina] Probably.
-Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Greg Mahone. Bob Mahone.
[bartender]
Would you stop with the Bobs?
Do you remember anything else?
Um...
Oh,
he played video games.
Like a-- a Switch or...
[bartender] A what?
[stammering] A Switch.
No.
[arcade game tunes playing]
Oh. Oh, yeah. Okay.
My mom used to play that
when she was a kid, I think.
I don't think my mom
ever played video games.
My mom won't let me
play video games.
My mom only lets me
download games
that are educational.
[video game beeping]
[Dina] Go! Go, go, go, go, go!
-[Daisy] You have to get it
three times.
-[Dina] Go!
["Hello Sadness" playing
in background]
-[Daisy]
How are you doing that?
-I don't even really know.
My strategy is just to push
the buttons fast.
-[Mari] Watch out!
Watch out!
-[Lola] No. No. No.
[all groan]
That's unfortunate.
Wait. Look.
Hey, um, you said his name
might have been Mahone?
[bartender] Yeah.
[Dina] Come look at this.
Now I remember you.
How's your mom?
Fine.
Um, uh, Mahone. See?
Oh, well, look there.
His last name is Mahone.
What do you think
the H stands for?
[Dina] Henry.
Holden.
Do people still
name their kids Holden?
Um, Harry?
Hector.
Harold?
Bob!
Hey! What did I tell you?
Howard.
His name was Howard.
Like I said.
[song continues]
[Mari]
Now that we know his name,
we have to do more research.
Yeah, but I don't understand
why we need to go
to the school.
Because everything I do
on my phone,
my mom knows about.
She has the stalking app.
See? My mom's not
the only one who's crazy.
[sighs] She pretends like
she doesn't look at it,
but she does.
Constantly.
She knows everything.
I can tell by the way
she brings stuff up.
Asking if I need new socks
if I've been looking at
goofy cat socks on Pinterest,
that sort of thing.
Then why can't we just
go to the library?
They have computers there.
Because one of the librarians
there is a family friend.
She goes to our church.
She knows I'm only allowed
in the middle grade section.
The computers
are in the adult section.
She'll notice,
and she's super nosy.
[cell phone rings
in tune of "Fr Elise"]
Oh, no.
Oh, God.
-What?
-It's her. It's Mom.
Do you think she knows?
She probably knows.
Just, um--
-Just answer it and find out.
-Okay. Shh.
-Mom. Uh, hi.
-Hi. What are you doing?
Yeah, I'm at Dina's house.
[whispering] My house?
Um, yeah.
We're just reading and stuff.
Don't say reading.
We'd never hang out
and read!
[whispering] Shut up.
Um, yeah.
We were probably gonna go on
TikTok or watch a movie later,
if that's okay.
[bus approaching]
What was-- What?
I don't hear anything.
Daisy, move.
-Daisy, move it.
-[Lola] Daisy.
[Mari] Oh, yeah,
I hear it now. [chuckles]
-That's--
No, no, that's just the TV.
-[revving, honking]
[honking]
Oh, I have to go now.
Talk to you later. Bye.
Daisy, what were you thinking?
We're reading at my house?
Seriously?
[Mari] I know.
It was dumb.
It was dumb, all right.
I don't know why I said that.
Are you okay?
I mean, now she's definitely
going to check
the stalking app.
She's gonna see
I'm not there and--
[cell phone ringing]
Um, what do I do?
[Dina] Um...
What do I do?
Do I answer or-- I mean--
[Lola] Don't answer it.
[ringing stops]
I can't believe
you just did that.
That was--
That was my Christmas present.
My only Christmas present.
[Lola]
We can get it fixed.
[sighs]
I just saved you.
That's what I did.
Dina, you didn't save me.
You have screwed me.
[groans] No.
You know, in some cultures,
if you save someone,
you're responsible
for their life forever.
Is that actually true?
[Lola] Oh, it definitely is.
Really?
Because sometimes
you say weird things,
and they sound just, you know,
a little bit made up.
Just a little bit.
Your family believes in facts.
My family believes in truths.
There you go again.
[sighs]
You heard her, right?
You're my responsibility.
My phone. I mean,
that was, like, my life.
How am I gonna
call my mom back?
I mean, you already lied.
-Just... lie again.
-[sighs]
Say some, like,
guy stole it or something.
[Mari stammers]
I don't know.
[Lola]
At least you had one.
[dial tone ringing]
[Mari on recording]
Hi, this is Mari.
Leave a message. Laters.
-[cell phone beeps]
-[breathing shakily] Hi, Mari.
Um, listen, I don't understand
why you're not answering.
I know you're not at Dina's.
I know you lied to me.
I'm very confused,
and I'm upset,
and I'm worried. Okay?
And I really need you
to call me. All right?
I'm trying to
keep my shit together.
You can get mad at me
about that later.
But I'm trying.
Um, I don't even really know
what to say.
Just please call me back.
Thank you.
[sighs]
[inhales, exhales deeply]
[Mari on recording]
Hi, this is Mari.
Leave a message. Laters.
[cell phone beeps]
[cell phone buzzing]
Hello?
[Mari's mom]
Hi. Yeah. It's Stacie.
I was just wondering...
[cell phone ringing]
Hello?
[Stacie] This is Stacie.
Hi. Yeah.
Here's your license
and registration.
Here's the bad news.
Try to be a little more
careful next time, okay?
-[cell phone ringing]
-[clears throat]
-Hello?
-[Stacie] Hey.
This is Stacie, Mari's mom.
It looks small.
How does it
suddenly look small?
It's bigger on the inside
than it is on the outside.
[sighs] The window
in Mrs. Garcia's room
doesn't lock.
Brent Schoonover broke it
two years ago.
We can crawl in there.
Is this stupid?
Maybe this is stupid.
I mean, it seemed fun at first,
but now my phone is ruined,
my mom knows I'm lying,
and we're thinking about
breaking into a building.
We're not breaking
into anything.
Brent Schoonover is the one
who broke something.
I guarantee you we're in
serious trouble by now.
Then what's the point
in stopping now?
It's called
asking for forgiveness.
Jesus.
Seriously. I'm being serious.
I mean,
we say we're sorry,
and we end this now.
No.
After my dad disappeared,
that's when my mom
just checked out.
She never tried
looking for him.
She never seemed to worry
something might have
happened to him.
Well, what if
she knew something?
What do you mean?
What if she didn't look
for him because she knew
something about why he left?
He didn't leave.
You don't leave
and not say goodbye.
Well, sometimes adults
know things
but don't tell us.
You can't not look for someone
who's gone.
Someone is waiting
for this guy to come home.
So, no,
I don't think this is stupid.
And I don't want to stop.
[scale playing on piano]
[tune playing on piano]
What? [chuckles]
The first thing we need to do
is download a TOR browser.
[Mari] What's that?
It's a browser that allows us
to surf anonymously
on the dark web.
The what?
It's basically like
the dungeon of the Internet.
Why don't you
just use Google?
Oh, yeah,
I'm gonna do that too.
But the data mining
goes deeper and wider
in search engines like Pipl.
You sound like
you're just making stuff up,
like you're auditioning
for C or something.
-[all chuckle]
-We are so using Google.
We should also do a sance.
[all chuckle]
Guys, I'm serious.
There's more to this world
than just what you can find
in a search engine.
Okay, well, while you're
figuring out all this
nerd stuff, I have to pee.
[water dripping]
[electricity crackles]
Um, get me a pen.
I think I got what we need.
[toilet flushes]
[door bangs]
[door knob rattling]
-[lock clicks]
-[door creaks]
[screams]
We need to
get out of here now.
[Dina gasps]
[Dina panting]
Hey, why are you
weirdos running?
You wouldn't
believe me.
Try me.
-["Happiest Girl In The World"
playing]
-[Dina] What do you think?
I think that is
a very interesting story.
And also, you--
Oh, my God.
Ow!
I got a brain freeze.
Sugar is like cocaine
for 11-year-olds.
You all out of your minds.
You don't even
believe us, do you?
I know that whatever
rainbow unicorn Narnia
kids' stuff you're chasing
seems important, but it's not.
I thought your sister was cool
for giving us free food,
but she actually sucks.
She thinks she's a grown-up
or something.
I mean, this isn't just us
playing pretend. This is real.
Yeah, um, do you want to see?
'Cause seriously,
we have photos
if you don't believe us.
[coworker] Carol!
Yes, Mr. Peterson?
[Mr. Peterson] Can you help
with the computer?
It keeps freezing
when I try to save
this accounting spreadsheet.
Boomer problems.
One second. [sighs]
You're all gonna look back
on this moment and realize
just how dumb you were.
But it doesn't mean
you shouldn't have fun.
Bye, girls.
[sighs] I hate teenagers.
I think, like, Old Town,
start there.
And then just some...
[stammers] ...spotlights
for the alleyways.
Memorial Park, Central Park.
Get some guys
on the ground there.
[Stacie] A bar? [chuckles]
I mean, what were they
possibly doing at a bar?
Tequila shooters?
No.
I mean, I'm joking,
but now that I think of it,
I remember sneaking
some whiskey
from my dad's stash
at a sleepover
in the fifth grade.
I mean,
I know what you're saying,
but Mari just
would not do that.
I know her.
Well, I didn't think
my daughter was secretly
watching all the murder shows
I can't seem
to get enough off.
[inhales sharply]
So I guess
we were all
a little clueless.
Yeah, but... [chuckles]
...Mari's kind of a prude.
Like, she gets mad at me
when I swear.
She walks out of the bathroom
when I pee in front of her.
You pee in front of her?
Well, not like every day,
but...
[Daisy's mom] Okay.
Yeah, that's what I figured.
You know, it's happened.
Lola and I sauna together.
[crickets chirping]
[clicks tongue]
Or it has something to do
with a boy, right?
Has to be a boy.
[scoffs]
I mean, that's reductive
and would be disappointing,
but yeah,
it's plausible.
Yeah, just let us know.
Yeah.
We'll be standing by.
Thank you, Frank.
All right. Bye.
Laura.
No, I'm actually good,
thank you.
I'm good.
Um...
-What's going on
with our girls?
-[sighs]
I wish I-- I wish
I had an answer for you.
Did Daisy
say something
to you?
Has she done
anything off lately
that might clue you in?
What are you thinking?
I'm thinking I haven't really
paid attention to my daughter
in, like, a year.
Like really paid attention,
you know?
So I couldn't even
answer that.
[Lola]
This place is
totally sketchy.
[Mari] Yeah,
I don't really feel like
being mauled by a guard dog.
-[Lola] A sance
would be way easier.
-[thunder rumbling]
[Dina] Okay,
if this is a bust, we'll do
your stupid sance thing.
[Mari] What do you think
he keeps in there?
[Dina] Probably bodies
hanging from hooks.
-[Mari] Stop.
-[Dina laughs]
What if it's treasure?
Imagine, like, piles and piles
of gold coins
and jewels and stuff.
So cool.
[Mari] When my great-grandma
went to the nursing home,
she had one of these,
but it was just filled
with dusty old antiques.
[dog barking]
Did you hear that?
I told you there'd be a dog.
I don't--
I don't think it's--
Can we hurry please?
Yeah, yeah, we're close.
Um, six, seven. Got it.
[thunder continues]
[Dina grunts]
[Daisy] Are you kidding me?
[Mari] I knew this was bad.
I really think
we should go home now.
No!
No? I mean,
what other option
do we have?
[Daisy scoffs]
[Mari] Do you have
a toothpick or something?
[Dina] Holy shit!
[stammers] I'm leaving.
[Dina] Whoa, whoa.
Daisy. Daisy!
Daisy! Daisy!
What are you gonna do?
Shoot the ghost?
You can't shoot a ghost.
Really? Of course
you can't shoot a ghost.
You know,
I can never tell if
you're joking or just crazy.
Don't call me crazy.
That's patriarchal bull!
[gunshot]
-[dog barking]
-[Dina] Oh, my God.
[gasps] Wait. Wait.
Move closer and, um, wait
for the lightning next time.
Now!
[thunderclap]
[Lola breathing heavily]
That was so badass. [chuckles]
That was so cool.
-[Mari] Yeah.
-[Lola] Yeah.
[Dina] Two, three...
[TV playing, indistinct]
[Daisy] I think he had a family.
[Mari] I don't get it.
He lived here?
Well, it was 99 bucks a month.
I'm three months older than you.
What?
You remember when
that used to be a big deal,
the fact that I was
three months older than you?
Yeah.
It used to be better
to be older,
but now it doesn't seem
all that great.
Adults are always asking me
what I want to be
when I grow up.
[Dina] Yeah?
They always seem to really care.
Well,
what do you want to be
when you grow up?
A UPS driver.
What? Seriously?
You sound like a grown-up.
That's what they always
say to me too.
But hold on.
Are you telling me,
out of all the jobs
in the world--
I mean,
movie star,
soccer player,
president, whatever--
you want to be a UPS driver?
Why do you want to be
a UPS driver?
You bring people
packages all day.
It's like being Santa.
Yeah, Santa
in gross brown shorts.
-[chuckles]
-But what about a rock star
or a YouTuber or,
I don't know, a veterinarian?
That's the kind of stuff
we used to say.
Feels like
we're past that phase now.
Phase? What phase?
I'm trying to be realistic.
In case you haven't noticed,
growing up isn't great.
-[bell tolls]
-[thunderclap]
It's time.
[Mari] Why Daisy's house?
[Lola] To talk to the spirits,
we need to go to
an in-between place.
A broken place.
Then it's easier
to hear through
to the other side.
Then this is the place.
It's supposed to be
a perimeter of salt,
but I think sugar
will work just as well.
I'm trying to figure out
the science behind this
because salt is made of sodium
and chloride,
and it's ionically bonded,
whereas sugar
on the other hand--
Shh!
Ow!
Nobody is allowed to leave
the sacred circle
until we are finished.
No matter what happens.
Do you understand?
[scoffs] Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'll follow the hocus-pocus
rule book.
I'm not gonna leave.
I mean, we're in this together.
We each have to pay death
for him to take us
to the other side.
Pay?
Yeah, seriously,
come on, Lola.
Ow.
You have CSI,
I have Ghost Hunters.
I know how this works.
You choose what you pay.
[Dina] Now what?
Now we invite him to join us.
[Dina] How do we--
Mahone.
Howard Mahone.
Do you hear us?
If you hear us, give us a sign.
Maybe we should all
close our eyes
so we can concentrate better.
So we can all be in harmony.
[humming]
[all humming]
[all humming "Miss Mary Mack"]
[humming stops]
We found you for a reason.
Help us understand why.
[thunderclap]
He's listening.
Ask him something.
Mari?
[Mari]
W-What am I supposed to ask?
[Lola] Anything.
Okay, um...
Is there
something else out there?
Something better?
I guess I'm asking what's next?
[Lola] Dina.
[Dina]
I don't have any questions.
[Lola] Dina!
Seriously,
I can't think of anything.
[Lola] Dina!
Fine. Fine. Um...
I don't know. How does this--
How does this even work?
I mean, I was gonna ask,
"Will I ever fall in love?"
But... [sighs] ...that's dumb.
So, I guess,
will my parents ever stop
bugging me constantly?
[Lola] Daisy.
Can you bring my dad back?
And if not,
if you can't do that...
will we be friends forever?
Now it's time for my question.
We found your body,
and we know your name.
What do you want us to do
with these gifts?
[static on TV]
[all scream]
[breathing heavily, whimpering]
I saw him!
It's okay.
[Mari] Don't be afraid.
He wasn't there, was he?
Yes, he was.
It's just us now.
[knocking]
What do we do?
I don't know.
-Daisy! What are you doing?
-Please, sit back down.
Sit down! No.
Stop, Daisy.
Daisy!
Daisy, just sit down.
[Mari, Lola, Dina scream]
Hey.
[sighs]
I didn't think
anybody would be home.
I should have called.
Is your mom here?
I, uh...
I just came
to pick something up.
[thunder rumbling]
[door opens]
[door closes]
I'm gonna...
I'm gonna get going.
I shouldn't have come, but...
Where have you been?
It's complicated, Daisy.
-[horn honks]
-You should talk to your mom.
Okay?
[horn honking]
[crying] I'm sorry.
[sobbing]
Don't leave.
[sniffles]
[Mari] We can't stay
here forever.
[Lola] Maybe not forever,
but a little while longer.
[Daisy sniffling, crying]
[Daisy] Mom. Hey, can--
[Laura] Daisy.
Daisy, where have you been?
Where have you been?
-[Dina's mom] Where is she?
-Just at our house.
[Laura] You're at our house?
[sighing]
Oh, my God. Okay. Um...
-[Lola's mom] They're at home.
-[Stacie] Oh, my gosh.
[Laura] They're there.
Hey, can I have a sleepover?
A sleepover?
Are they with you?
Are your friends with you?
-Yeah.
-They're with her.
They want to have
a sleepover or something.
-They're there.
-[Lola's mom] Thank God.
Um, Mom...
[Laura] Honey, yes. What is it?
He was here.
[door lock clicks]
Hey.
Hey.
[sighs]
D--
How-- How do you feel?
Just that?
Do you wanna...
Why didn't you
tell me the truth?
That's fair. Um...
I really, um...
I tried.
I did.
You really should have
told me the truth.
I tried.
If I--
If I had told you,
Daisy, then...
then it would all...
then it-- then it's real.
And I... [sighs] ...you know...
I wasn't ready for that.
But you're-- you're right.
Was it because of me?
Was it my fault?
No.
Good God.
No.
[stammers]
Why would you say that?
He didn't want us.
I do.
-[breathing shakily]
I want us too.
-You do? Good.
[chuckles]
'Cause that's what you got.
[both crying]
Oh, man.
You're a good one.
You're a good one too.
[laughing] Thanks.
[door opens]
Hi. [chuckles]
[Laura] Hey, can I--
Let me-- Let me help you.
[Lola's mom] No. No. No.
[Stacie] No worries.
Man, I feel like, you know,
you reach a certain age,
and suddenly you sort of
forget to make new friends.
-You know what I mean?
-[Stacie, chuckling] Yes.
[Lola's mom]
It can happen at any age.
Thank you. Thank you.
We were
just like them once, right?
I mean, do you remember that?
Don't know.
[Stacie] God, I do.
I-I like to think so.
But I don't really remember.
Man.
["Without You"
playing on speaker]
[children cheering, laughing]
You guys.
[music stops]
[birds chirping]
[birds shrieking, twittering]
[Daisy] In the fall,
I guess some things die
to leave room for new things.
I don't know if that's
a good thing or a bad thing.
It's just a thing.
It's just the way it is.
Can we all keep hanging out?
He's gone.
Our tree.
Maybe he was never really here.
[bird warbling]
[all imitating birdcall]
[chuckling]
I don't want
this weekend to end.
I don't want us to end.
I love you guys.
I love that I get to be alive
when you're all alive.
Let's never not be friends.
Okay?
["seven" playing]
[song ends]