Son of a Critch (2022) s05e08 Episode Script
Ditch Day
1
♪
How much do you make a year, Dad?
None of your beeswax.
I'm not being nosy.
I-I just need to know.
The only person who needs
to know how much I make
is the taxman. And he don't always know.
It's for this.
I'm applying for a loan.
It's for school.
University?
Theatre school.
There's no such thing.
There is. In Montreal.
Montreal?!
You want me to tell a
Frenchman how much money I make?
Mary!
It's a legitimate career, Dad.
I'm sure that there's nothing legitimate
about this school at all.
Mary!
MARY: What is all the yellin' for?
I'm applying for university.
Oh, honey, that's wonderful.
- Clown college.
- It's theatre school.
- And it's French.
- In France?!
No, it's in Montreal.
Oh, that's worse.
They just need to know how much
money you make for the loan.
Do you know what the
catch with loans is?
You gotta pay 'em back.
Why in the name of God
would you take out a loan
so you can not make money?
You can be broke for free!
Forget it.
I'll figure it out myself.
What ?
[BEDROOM DOOR CLOSES]
I never borrowed money in my life.
Well, we may have to soon enough, hon.
And for more than just school.
Well, I'm off to earn my money.
MARY: Oh
[HORNS HONKING]
- Go around me!
- Dude, come on!
You're like an old woman,
and we look like dicks!
You're doing 20 in a 60.
[HORNS HONKING]
Do you have your licence? No.
I only got mine last week.
I'm not gonna lose it
just 'cause it's Ditch Day.
[HORNS HONKING]
ADULT MARK (V.O.): Ditch Day.
The one day of the year
when the graduating class
skipped school with
the teachers' blessing.
[HORNS HONKING]
Relax, Ritche, my boy.
It's the one day of our lives
we get to do whatever we want.
Or, well, whatever
the popular kids want.
[HORNS HONKING]
Go around me, you maniacs!
Good God!
Where's my typewriter?
We got computers.
Pretty slick, huh, Dad?
They just came in this morning.
I got bootleg copies of a
couple games we can play.
One is mature.
That's code for dirty.
It's not a games arcade,
Dick. This is a newsroom.
Well, have I got news for you, Mike.
[CLAPS] Good, you're all here.
Oh, Mr. Bartlett, sir.
About these computers
We're modernizing, Mike.
New computers, new talent.
I'm puttin' the "new" in news.
New talent?
Just to take the pressure off you, Mike.
Graduated from one of those
big mainland journalism schools.
You can show her the
ropes. She can show you
how to use a computer.
Uh, Mr. Bartlett, sir, I have
final approval of all new hires
in the news department.
Hey, Dad, maybe we can talk
Say hello to the new face of VOCM News.
Hi, Mr. Critch.
It's, uh, pretty nice
to have Amanda back, huh?
Yeah.
I'm just gonna
go see if I can find that typewriter.
[POP SIGHS]
[MARY SIGHS]
I've been thinking
You know, I ought to
get my affairs in order.
Great friend of mine
just passed, Billy Barton.
- Oh.
- He was only 86.
What kind of affairs do you
have to put in order, exactly?
You're wearin' everything you got.
Well, that's where you're wrong.
Oh?
You know, I've got a piece of land,
and I'm thinking of selling it.
- Land?
- Mm-hm.
You don't have so much
as a plot to be buried in.
Really?
Well, take a look at this, then.
Here. Read that.
MARY: You sneaky bugger!
Why have you never
mentioned this before?
I was always planning on doing
something with it down the road.
Now
we're down the road.
When I left home
I just wanted some
place to come back to.
So I bought it.
From Allie O'Leary.
20 bucks an acre.
Well, there's only half an acre here.
So? I mean, it's something.
Oh
I thought I'd leave it to the boys. Hm.
- Aw.
- So
Are you gonna help me with it or not?
Well
this is hand-drawn.
I better call the realtor.
♪
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
It would have been faster to walk.
All the best spots are taken.
It's it's all rocks.
Technically, there
aren't any good spots.
Cool if we join?
The more the merrier.
Nerds of a feather flock together.
They're drinkin' booze.
Yeah. I got coolers in my bag.
Why don't you guys build the fire pit,
and me and Mark will gather driftwood?
- Deal.
- Let's go.
[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
ON SPEAKER IN DISTANCE]
[WAVES SLOSHING AND SEAGULLS CALLING]
It really doesn't get
much better than this.
It's beautiful.
Not as beautiful as you.
Is that the best you got?
Thought you were an actor or something.
"My bounty is as boundless as the sea.
My love as deep.
The more I give to thee,
the more I have, for both are infinite."
[SOFT, ROMANTIC MUSIC]
Wow.
Is that all you got?
Well, I know it was rough
when your family left for Alberta.
I'm so glad you stayed.
Can't imagine life without you.
You wouldn't last a day.
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
It was pure magic.
Waves, firelight, first love.
RITCHE: Hey!
We're makin' the fire over here!
ADULT MARK (V.O.): And friends
who never missed a chance
to mess it all up for you.
Some sparks goin' on over there.
Maybe we could bum a light off 'em.
So, I looked into your so-called deed.
Whoa, what do you mean, "so-called"?
Well, it turns out the
land was never registered
with the province.
Because there was no
province to register it to!
I bought the land
before we joined Canada.
Well, you don't have title.
So, we have to get the
oldest member of the community
to sign an affidavit
to say that you own it.
Well, I'm the oldest member.
Oh, Pop, that was a long time ago.
This land is probably part
of somebody's backyard by now.
Thievery!
Oh, that does it.
Take me home.
Pop, you are home.
Take me home to my land.
- Now?
- Yes, now!
Before some bugger puts
a supermarket on it.
Oh
Jeez!
[WAVES CRASHING AND GUITAR PLAYING]
[STOPS PLAYING]
We're never gonna be
together like this again.
Each year, there's a
new batch of grade 12s.
Every year, they come to this beach
and swear they'll always be friends.
And then they move away,
go to school, get jobs,
make new friends
and never come back.
Did you ever see any of
last year's grade 12s around?
I've heard of people
bringing the room down,
but this is the first
time that somebody's
brought the outside down.
We need to do something
to show we were here.
You know, to make our mark.
We could spray-paint
our names on the rocks?
Bury a time capsule?
Our ancestors were sailors.
It should be a message in a bottle.
But what's the message?
Okay, we each write down
our dream for the future.
Who we want to be.
Then we toss it out to sea.
Then, even if we never
see each other again,
we'll know that our
dreams are still together.
Out there somewhere.
I like it.
We are about to be cast
into the sea of life,
drifting aimlessly at
the mercy of the tides.
May our dreams come true.
All right, how hard can it be?
[KEYBOARD CLICKING]
[ERROR BEEP]
- [SIGHS]
- [KEYBOARD CLICKING]
- [ERROR BEEP]
- [GRUMBLES]
- [ERROR BEEP]
- Argh!
[ERROR BEEP REPEATING]
Want some help?
No, I I've got it. Thank you, though.
That's the mouse.
You just click a file to open it.
- [ERROR BEEP]
- Here, let me show you.
Uh, maybe later. Excuse me.
I want to be an award-winning journalist
in a big-city newspaper.
I want to see my byline
on the front page.
Okay
Be a teacher
Kindergarten. I like kids.
RITCHE: I want to cut a CD.
I'm gonna tour the whole island.
Dream bigger.
- The country.
- Bigger.
The world.
Maybe.
We'll see.
[FOX CLEARS THROAT]
Graduate National Theatre School
Montreal.
I asked Mom and Dad
for help with the loan.
They were useless, but
I'll I'll find a way.
You're going to Montreal?
I think so.
I found out from Mr. Lewis.
There's a whole school just for acting.
You're serious?
Yeah, I
I mean it's not
right away, and I-I
I still gotta get the money, and
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
But you didn't write anything!
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
I hadn't shared my dream
with the one person I wanted
to share my dream with.
All right, way to chug!
Cheers, pretty lady.
Fox What are you doing?
I'm gonna need to find some new friends.
My boyfriend's moving to Montreal.
Please, let's just talk about this.
There's nothing to talk about.
- Fox
- You heard her, Critch.
Now go on back to your nerd camp.
Yeah. Fire bad. Brad
strong. I get it, caveman.
Look
Don't push it.
Fox
Jennifer?
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
♪
Forget it!
Well, the good news is
there's no supermarket on it.
- Yet.
- Hm.
[EXHALES]
You know
this used to be called Critch's Point.
Hm
Really?
'Cause the sign said "Dump Road."
Hmph.
Oh good God, will you look at that?
Ah, a common thief!
Robbing me blind in broad daylight!
She's just pickin' a few berries.
Leave her alone.
Hey, you! You there!
Excuse me, this is private land.
Uh, you're stealing from me.
This is my patch. It has been for years.
What are ye, from town, are ya?
POP: Town? [SCOFFS]
Hardly! I was born and raised here.
Well, not here, but right over there.
Well, maybe well,
maybe it was over there.
I-I don't know, I'm
I'm all turned around.
Hm, I lived here all me
life. I don't know who ya are.
Ida Heffernan.
I was Ida Howlett.
Howlett?
Oh my God, you're
you're Charlie Howlett's
little sister, right?
- Yeah.
- Oh my yeah!
Hey, you remember me, right?
No.
Patrick Critch.
No, can't say I do.
Yeah, well, I moved away;
you were probably no more than 10.
- [STIFLED SCOFF]
- Ida, I'm Mary. I'm his daughter-in-law.
- Oh, yeah.
- We're so sorry to disturb you.
Oh, no harm done.
Was it berries ye were after?
No, girl, just a bit of news.
Maybe a little bit of gossip.
Yeah?
We were wondering about
the history of the place.
Well, why don't you come
down to mine for a drop of tea
and a few of my berries in some pie?
My berries.
Let me take that for
ya, yeah. All right.
Oh where'd my story
go? It was just here.
Well, did you save it?
Huh?
If you didn't save it, you're
gonna have to start again.
Again?
I thought this was all supposed
to make everything faster.
- If you just
- I think you've done enough.
Thank you very much.
I'm just trying to help.
[SIGHS]
[KEYBOARD CLICKING]
- Dad?
- No, don't.
Well, I remember when I started,
you were trying to teach
me and I got so frustrated.
This is different.
Yeah, well, Amanda is willing to learn.
And she's willing to teach.
You're not letting her do either.
[SOFT, REFLECTIVE MUSIC]
[KEYBOARD CLICKING]
♪
When were you gonna
tell me you were leaving?
I didn't even really
know I was, to be honest.
It seemed like a dream.
Now I
I can almost touch it.
But I still gotta find the money.
It's not today and it's not forever.
You never even thought of me.
Don't you see what that means?
I'm doing pretty good in shop class.
I I was even thinking
about trying trade school.
Here.
Because I expected us to
chase our dreams together.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
I guess that's it.
Like, everyone's already left me once;
I'm not sticking around just to
watch it happen all over again.
♪
♪
We're done! You hear me?
We're done!
- You don't mean that.
- Don't touch me!
Just frig right off!
[PLAYING GUITAR]
Girl walking on the sand ♪
Girl holding
on to my hand ♪
Oh, and I can
see these stars ♪
They were here
for the pharaohs ♪
And now we listen as the
voice of the sparrows ♪
Return, return, return ♪
Screw this.
High school passed me by
and I didn't do anything.
I was too scared to really live.
Do you wanna make out?
Uh
I have a van.
[ROMANTIC MUSIC]
FOX: Drive me home.
Now?!
I'm coming, too.
You're the one who wants
to do things on your own.
Shouldn't be any trouble
finding your own way home.
♪
I'll pick you up later!
Ritche?
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
My first girlfriend
and my first breakup.
Ditch Day was living up to its name
just not the way I hoped.
[QUIETLY] Fresh berries.
Dogs have probably pissed all over 'em.
Bet your life she didn't wash 'em.
Just eat it!
Pop's land was never registered.
So, we need to get the
oldest person in the community
to swear that it's his.
I'd say the last one who'd remember you
around here would be my husband.
Oh, where is he?
In the cemetery.
That's it! There's
nobody left to sign it.
Legally, you can't sell it.
But
I could take it off your
hands, the old-fashioned way.
Handshake deal.
Are you interested in buying?
Well, it's nothing but a bog.
Seaside vista.
Inaccessible by road.
Private lot.
Downwind of the dump.
Fragrant ocean breezes.
How much were you hoping to get for it?
The very, absolute minimum. $5,000.
[LAUGHS DISMISSIVELY]
You are cracked!
Well what do you think is fair?
Well, I'd be willing to go
as high as $500.
Never!
I can give you cash on
the barrelhead right now.
Done.
With one provision.
IDA: Okay.
Let's see that.
Ah
Oh okay.
Done and done.
Now, let me just get me purse.
Well, what are you gonna do
with your newfound fortune?
I'm investing for the future.
♪
All night ♪
She ran to the fire ♪
And all night ♪
I ran right beside her ♪
But the moon
and the stars ♪
Couldn't cut
through the dark ♪
I can't find my
way to her heart ♪
♪
♪
♪
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
"Not to be alone."
That's all anyone wants.
Uh, Amanda?
Yes, Mr. Critch?
Call me Mike.
Look, this job is all about sources.
Have you got a minute?
I'm all ears.
Officer Butt's really handy
for any breaking crime news.
Just give him a flask
of rum at Christmastime;
he'll keep you in the loop.
Now, Councillor Wyatt,
she likes a flask, too.
Really loosens her lips,
and nothing gets past her.
I I wrote 'em all down.
I was gonna type it up for ya.
Oh, I'll get out of your way.
No, no, I was kinda
hoping you'd show me how.
[KEYBOARD CLICKING]
[RAIN FALLING]
[THUNDER CRASHING]
[SOMBRE MUSIC]
♪
♪
Whadda y'at, Mark? You need a lift?
Yeah.
- Get in.
- Okay.
[ENGINE REVVING AND TIRES SQUEALING]
[LAUGHTER]
BRAD: Just shaggin' with ya, b'y.
Get in.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[ENGINE REVVING AND TIRES SQUEALING]
- [LAUGHTER]
- Okay. Yeah.
Very funny. Just leave me alone!
Aw, don't be like that, Mark.
I was just trying to be funny.
I'm sorry. Get in.
[ENGINE REVVING AND TIRES SQUEALING]
[LAUGHTER]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
The next act can be scary.
[POIGNANT MUSIC]
♪
ADULT MARK (V.O.): Some dream
of leaving a legacy behind.
♪
♪
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
If you don't pass the torch,
it can burn out.
[CHUCKLES]
♪
[LINE TRILLING]
[LINE TRILLING]
FOX: [VOICEMAIL]
Hi, we're not here.
You know what to do.
[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]
♪
ADULT MARK (V.O.): The hardest
thing isn't letting go.
It's learning to start over.
♪
♪
♪
♪
♪
♪
How much do you make a year, Dad?
None of your beeswax.
I'm not being nosy.
I-I just need to know.
The only person who needs
to know how much I make
is the taxman. And he don't always know.
It's for this.
I'm applying for a loan.
It's for school.
University?
Theatre school.
There's no such thing.
There is. In Montreal.
Montreal?!
You want me to tell a
Frenchman how much money I make?
Mary!
It's a legitimate career, Dad.
I'm sure that there's nothing legitimate
about this school at all.
Mary!
MARY: What is all the yellin' for?
I'm applying for university.
Oh, honey, that's wonderful.
- Clown college.
- It's theatre school.
- And it's French.
- In France?!
No, it's in Montreal.
Oh, that's worse.
They just need to know how much
money you make for the loan.
Do you know what the
catch with loans is?
You gotta pay 'em back.
Why in the name of God
would you take out a loan
so you can not make money?
You can be broke for free!
Forget it.
I'll figure it out myself.
What ?
[BEDROOM DOOR CLOSES]
I never borrowed money in my life.
Well, we may have to soon enough, hon.
And for more than just school.
Well, I'm off to earn my money.
MARY: Oh
[HORNS HONKING]
- Go around me!
- Dude, come on!
You're like an old woman,
and we look like dicks!
You're doing 20 in a 60.
[HORNS HONKING]
Do you have your licence? No.
I only got mine last week.
I'm not gonna lose it
just 'cause it's Ditch Day.
[HORNS HONKING]
ADULT MARK (V.O.): Ditch Day.
The one day of the year
when the graduating class
skipped school with
the teachers' blessing.
[HORNS HONKING]
Relax, Ritche, my boy.
It's the one day of our lives
we get to do whatever we want.
Or, well, whatever
the popular kids want.
[HORNS HONKING]
Go around me, you maniacs!
Good God!
Where's my typewriter?
We got computers.
Pretty slick, huh, Dad?
They just came in this morning.
I got bootleg copies of a
couple games we can play.
One is mature.
That's code for dirty.
It's not a games arcade,
Dick. This is a newsroom.
Well, have I got news for you, Mike.
[CLAPS] Good, you're all here.
Oh, Mr. Bartlett, sir.
About these computers
We're modernizing, Mike.
New computers, new talent.
I'm puttin' the "new" in news.
New talent?
Just to take the pressure off you, Mike.
Graduated from one of those
big mainland journalism schools.
You can show her the
ropes. She can show you
how to use a computer.
Uh, Mr. Bartlett, sir, I have
final approval of all new hires
in the news department.
Hey, Dad, maybe we can talk
Say hello to the new face of VOCM News.
Hi, Mr. Critch.
It's, uh, pretty nice
to have Amanda back, huh?
Yeah.
I'm just gonna
go see if I can find that typewriter.
[POP SIGHS]
[MARY SIGHS]
I've been thinking
You know, I ought to
get my affairs in order.
Great friend of mine
just passed, Billy Barton.
- Oh.
- He was only 86.
What kind of affairs do you
have to put in order, exactly?
You're wearin' everything you got.
Well, that's where you're wrong.
Oh?
You know, I've got a piece of land,
and I'm thinking of selling it.
- Land?
- Mm-hm.
You don't have so much
as a plot to be buried in.
Really?
Well, take a look at this, then.
Here. Read that.
MARY: You sneaky bugger!
Why have you never
mentioned this before?
I was always planning on doing
something with it down the road.
Now
we're down the road.
When I left home
I just wanted some
place to come back to.
So I bought it.
From Allie O'Leary.
20 bucks an acre.
Well, there's only half an acre here.
So? I mean, it's something.
Oh
I thought I'd leave it to the boys. Hm.
- Aw.
- So
Are you gonna help me with it or not?
Well
this is hand-drawn.
I better call the realtor.
♪
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
It would have been faster to walk.
All the best spots are taken.
It's it's all rocks.
Technically, there
aren't any good spots.
Cool if we join?
The more the merrier.
Nerds of a feather flock together.
They're drinkin' booze.
Yeah. I got coolers in my bag.
Why don't you guys build the fire pit,
and me and Mark will gather driftwood?
- Deal.
- Let's go.
[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
ON SPEAKER IN DISTANCE]
[WAVES SLOSHING AND SEAGULLS CALLING]
It really doesn't get
much better than this.
It's beautiful.
Not as beautiful as you.
Is that the best you got?
Thought you were an actor or something.
"My bounty is as boundless as the sea.
My love as deep.
The more I give to thee,
the more I have, for both are infinite."
[SOFT, ROMANTIC MUSIC]
Wow.
Is that all you got?
Well, I know it was rough
when your family left for Alberta.
I'm so glad you stayed.
Can't imagine life without you.
You wouldn't last a day.
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
It was pure magic.
Waves, firelight, first love.
RITCHE: Hey!
We're makin' the fire over here!
ADULT MARK (V.O.): And friends
who never missed a chance
to mess it all up for you.
Some sparks goin' on over there.
Maybe we could bum a light off 'em.
So, I looked into your so-called deed.
Whoa, what do you mean, "so-called"?
Well, it turns out the
land was never registered
with the province.
Because there was no
province to register it to!
I bought the land
before we joined Canada.
Well, you don't have title.
So, we have to get the
oldest member of the community
to sign an affidavit
to say that you own it.
Well, I'm the oldest member.
Oh, Pop, that was a long time ago.
This land is probably part
of somebody's backyard by now.
Thievery!
Oh, that does it.
Take me home.
Pop, you are home.
Take me home to my land.
- Now?
- Yes, now!
Before some bugger puts
a supermarket on it.
Oh
Jeez!
[WAVES CRASHING AND GUITAR PLAYING]
[STOPS PLAYING]
We're never gonna be
together like this again.
Each year, there's a
new batch of grade 12s.
Every year, they come to this beach
and swear they'll always be friends.
And then they move away,
go to school, get jobs,
make new friends
and never come back.
Did you ever see any of
last year's grade 12s around?
I've heard of people
bringing the room down,
but this is the first
time that somebody's
brought the outside down.
We need to do something
to show we were here.
You know, to make our mark.
We could spray-paint
our names on the rocks?
Bury a time capsule?
Our ancestors were sailors.
It should be a message in a bottle.
But what's the message?
Okay, we each write down
our dream for the future.
Who we want to be.
Then we toss it out to sea.
Then, even if we never
see each other again,
we'll know that our
dreams are still together.
Out there somewhere.
I like it.
We are about to be cast
into the sea of life,
drifting aimlessly at
the mercy of the tides.
May our dreams come true.
All right, how hard can it be?
[KEYBOARD CLICKING]
[ERROR BEEP]
- [SIGHS]
- [KEYBOARD CLICKING]
- [ERROR BEEP]
- [GRUMBLES]
- [ERROR BEEP]
- Argh!
[ERROR BEEP REPEATING]
Want some help?
No, I I've got it. Thank you, though.
That's the mouse.
You just click a file to open it.
- [ERROR BEEP]
- Here, let me show you.
Uh, maybe later. Excuse me.
I want to be an award-winning journalist
in a big-city newspaper.
I want to see my byline
on the front page.
Okay
Be a teacher
Kindergarten. I like kids.
RITCHE: I want to cut a CD.
I'm gonna tour the whole island.
Dream bigger.
- The country.
- Bigger.
The world.
Maybe.
We'll see.
[FOX CLEARS THROAT]
Graduate National Theatre School
Montreal.
I asked Mom and Dad
for help with the loan.
They were useless, but
I'll I'll find a way.
You're going to Montreal?
I think so.
I found out from Mr. Lewis.
There's a whole school just for acting.
You're serious?
Yeah, I
I mean it's not
right away, and I-I
I still gotta get the money, and
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
But you didn't write anything!
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
I hadn't shared my dream
with the one person I wanted
to share my dream with.
All right, way to chug!
Cheers, pretty lady.
Fox What are you doing?
I'm gonna need to find some new friends.
My boyfriend's moving to Montreal.
Please, let's just talk about this.
There's nothing to talk about.
- Fox
- You heard her, Critch.
Now go on back to your nerd camp.
Yeah. Fire bad. Brad
strong. I get it, caveman.
Look
Don't push it.
Fox
Jennifer?
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
♪
Forget it!
Well, the good news is
there's no supermarket on it.
- Yet.
- Hm.
[EXHALES]
You know
this used to be called Critch's Point.
Hm
Really?
'Cause the sign said "Dump Road."
Hmph.
Oh good God, will you look at that?
Ah, a common thief!
Robbing me blind in broad daylight!
She's just pickin' a few berries.
Leave her alone.
Hey, you! You there!
Excuse me, this is private land.
Uh, you're stealing from me.
This is my patch. It has been for years.
What are ye, from town, are ya?
POP: Town? [SCOFFS]
Hardly! I was born and raised here.
Well, not here, but right over there.
Well, maybe well,
maybe it was over there.
I-I don't know, I'm
I'm all turned around.
Hm, I lived here all me
life. I don't know who ya are.
Ida Heffernan.
I was Ida Howlett.
Howlett?
Oh my God, you're
you're Charlie Howlett's
little sister, right?
- Yeah.
- Oh my yeah!
Hey, you remember me, right?
No.
Patrick Critch.
No, can't say I do.
Yeah, well, I moved away;
you were probably no more than 10.
- [STIFLED SCOFF]
- Ida, I'm Mary. I'm his daughter-in-law.
- Oh, yeah.
- We're so sorry to disturb you.
Oh, no harm done.
Was it berries ye were after?
No, girl, just a bit of news.
Maybe a little bit of gossip.
Yeah?
We were wondering about
the history of the place.
Well, why don't you come
down to mine for a drop of tea
and a few of my berries in some pie?
My berries.
Let me take that for
ya, yeah. All right.
Oh where'd my story
go? It was just here.
Well, did you save it?
Huh?
If you didn't save it, you're
gonna have to start again.
Again?
I thought this was all supposed
to make everything faster.
- If you just
- I think you've done enough.
Thank you very much.
I'm just trying to help.
[SIGHS]
[KEYBOARD CLICKING]
- Dad?
- No, don't.
Well, I remember when I started,
you were trying to teach
me and I got so frustrated.
This is different.
Yeah, well, Amanda is willing to learn.
And she's willing to teach.
You're not letting her do either.
[SOFT, REFLECTIVE MUSIC]
[KEYBOARD CLICKING]
♪
When were you gonna
tell me you were leaving?
I didn't even really
know I was, to be honest.
It seemed like a dream.
Now I
I can almost touch it.
But I still gotta find the money.
It's not today and it's not forever.
You never even thought of me.
Don't you see what that means?
I'm doing pretty good in shop class.
I I was even thinking
about trying trade school.
Here.
Because I expected us to
chase our dreams together.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
I guess that's it.
Like, everyone's already left me once;
I'm not sticking around just to
watch it happen all over again.
♪
♪
We're done! You hear me?
We're done!
- You don't mean that.
- Don't touch me!
Just frig right off!
[PLAYING GUITAR]
Girl walking on the sand ♪
Girl holding
on to my hand ♪
Oh, and I can
see these stars ♪
They were here
for the pharaohs ♪
And now we listen as the
voice of the sparrows ♪
Return, return, return ♪
Screw this.
High school passed me by
and I didn't do anything.
I was too scared to really live.
Do you wanna make out?
Uh
I have a van.
[ROMANTIC MUSIC]
FOX: Drive me home.
Now?!
I'm coming, too.
You're the one who wants
to do things on your own.
Shouldn't be any trouble
finding your own way home.
♪
I'll pick you up later!
Ritche?
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
My first girlfriend
and my first breakup.
Ditch Day was living up to its name
just not the way I hoped.
[QUIETLY] Fresh berries.
Dogs have probably pissed all over 'em.
Bet your life she didn't wash 'em.
Just eat it!
Pop's land was never registered.
So, we need to get the
oldest person in the community
to swear that it's his.
I'd say the last one who'd remember you
around here would be my husband.
Oh, where is he?
In the cemetery.
That's it! There's
nobody left to sign it.
Legally, you can't sell it.
But
I could take it off your
hands, the old-fashioned way.
Handshake deal.
Are you interested in buying?
Well, it's nothing but a bog.
Seaside vista.
Inaccessible by road.
Private lot.
Downwind of the dump.
Fragrant ocean breezes.
How much were you hoping to get for it?
The very, absolute minimum. $5,000.
[LAUGHS DISMISSIVELY]
You are cracked!
Well what do you think is fair?
Well, I'd be willing to go
as high as $500.
Never!
I can give you cash on
the barrelhead right now.
Done.
With one provision.
IDA: Okay.
Let's see that.
Ah
Oh okay.
Done and done.
Now, let me just get me purse.
Well, what are you gonna do
with your newfound fortune?
I'm investing for the future.
♪
All night ♪
She ran to the fire ♪
And all night ♪
I ran right beside her ♪
But the moon
and the stars ♪
Couldn't cut
through the dark ♪
I can't find my
way to her heart ♪
♪
♪
♪
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
"Not to be alone."
That's all anyone wants.
Uh, Amanda?
Yes, Mr. Critch?
Call me Mike.
Look, this job is all about sources.
Have you got a minute?
I'm all ears.
Officer Butt's really handy
for any breaking crime news.
Just give him a flask
of rum at Christmastime;
he'll keep you in the loop.
Now, Councillor Wyatt,
she likes a flask, too.
Really loosens her lips,
and nothing gets past her.
I I wrote 'em all down.
I was gonna type it up for ya.
Oh, I'll get out of your way.
No, no, I was kinda
hoping you'd show me how.
[KEYBOARD CLICKING]
[RAIN FALLING]
[THUNDER CRASHING]
[SOMBRE MUSIC]
♪
♪
Whadda y'at, Mark? You need a lift?
Yeah.
- Get in.
- Okay.
[ENGINE REVVING AND TIRES SQUEALING]
[LAUGHTER]
BRAD: Just shaggin' with ya, b'y.
Get in.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[ENGINE REVVING AND TIRES SQUEALING]
- [LAUGHTER]
- Okay. Yeah.
Very funny. Just leave me alone!
Aw, don't be like that, Mark.
I was just trying to be funny.
I'm sorry. Get in.
[ENGINE REVVING AND TIRES SQUEALING]
[LAUGHTER]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
The next act can be scary.
[POIGNANT MUSIC]
♪
ADULT MARK (V.O.): Some dream
of leaving a legacy behind.
♪
♪
ADULT MARK (V.O.):
If you don't pass the torch,
it can burn out.
[CHUCKLES]
♪
[LINE TRILLING]
[LINE TRILLING]
FOX: [VOICEMAIL]
Hi, we're not here.
You know what to do.
[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]
♪
ADULT MARK (V.O.): The hardest
thing isn't letting go.
It's learning to start over.
♪
♪
♪
♪
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