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- I've got a riddle for you.

Two people want the same thing

but there's only one of them left.

If it's a bagel, you just split it in half.

But how do you split a boy?

Like seriously, how?

(laughing)

- There is absolutely no way

the Earth would get knocked off its axis

by a giant magnetic glove.

- Yeah, I seriously do not understand

the appeal of superhero movies.

- Yeah, I'm more of an indie guy myself.

- You continue to surprise me, Justin Lewis.

- Speaking of surprises...

A one month-a-versary gift.

- Well, open it!

(laughing) - Okay!

Oh wow, it's a piece of a Campo del Cielo meteorite.

- Amy, you're truly out of this world.

Which is why I would be honoured if you came with me

to New Mexico to watch the Gandilo Comet.

- Seriously?

- Um, can you decode?

- It's an extrasolar spacial body

that's been passing through our solar system

for the past few weeks.

But over the next few days,

it'll be close enough to Earth that we can see it

with the naked eye.

- But you have to see it from New Mexico?

- The sand dunes south-east of Albuquerque

are the ideal place.

- Wait...

you wanna go to New Mexico?

(laughing)

- What's so funny?

- Oh, it's a very thoughtful idea but--

- Amy's mom is cool,

but not "let Amy go to New Mexico with a boy" cool.

- Can you imagine? - No!

- Bring Holly.

I'm gonna rent out a private plane.

So there'll be plenty of room.

- Oh, my parents definitely would not let me go

without an adult. - Bring them too!

- Isn't this a little... crazy?

- Crazy awesome!

And from a mathematical standpoint,

this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

- Okay. Everyone pack a bag!

(laughing) I'll start working

on the parentals and...

Sorry, can someone please explain the whole

comet thing to me again?

♪ You and me run to a different beat ♪

♪ We are brave, lead the way, lead the way ♪

♪ Be the you inside ♪

♪ And watch the world take flight ♪

♪ We are brave, lead the way ♪

♪ Lead the way ♪

♪ Be the change ♪

♪ Be the change ♪

♪ Gotta be the change ♪

(country music)

- Taste this. It might need more acid, maybe more salt? Hmm?

- Would you just stop worrying? It's perfect.

- There's a bit of a line forming.

- Really? - Yup.

- Well, are you surprised? That your barbecue is legendary.

- Listen, there are people in that line

that will be writing reviews

that will determine whether we turn this

into a full-scale restaurant.

So, maybe we should open tomorrow.

- Hey! Hey, hey, hey. Look at me.

Your food, it's ready. You are ready.

Now we just need to let people

come in and decide for themselves.

- Robbie, open the door.

(phone vibrating)

- Hello?

Oh, wow. Uh, Mr. Shaw.

Yes, Justin's told me all about his wonderful manager.

I'm sorry, I don't quite understand.

Justin and I have recorded at least half a dozen demos.

You're saying he hasn't sent any of them?

No, I'm just confused because he said that he...

You know what, maybe I misunderstood.

I'm sure that there's an explanation.

Justin?

He's fine. Yeah, he's fine.

Yes, of course, we're taking this seriously.

What about tomorrow morning?

Thank you so much for calling.

- All packed up for tomorrow, Hobbie?

- Not yet. Um...

Hey, have you gotten any feedback from the label

on our latest songs? - Oh, yeah.

They're totally loving them.

- That's weird.

I just got a call from your manager.

- You did? - Mm-hmm.

Said he hasn't received any of our demos

to flip to the label.

- Right! Right.

I meant to say they're going to love them.

I was going to send them, it just slipped my mind.

And be sure to pack a sweater.

It gets really cold at night on the sand dunes.

- We can't go to New Mexico, Justin, okay?

Mr. Shaw called and he said that he wants

to hear more songs so...

I arranged a meeting for tomorrow.

- You did what?!

No, we can't send them any songs, they're not ready.

- I thought you said you forgot to send them.

Why would you lie to me about this?

- Once people hear the songs, that's it.

They're out in the world. - Okay.

Then we can spend the morning doing one last listen

and making any final adjustments.

- Okay. I guess we have to tell everyone

the trip's cancelled now.

(sighing)

- Mm.

Mm, mm, mm!

Any reviews yet? - No, no. Nothing yet.

(sighing)

Whew! What's the holdup?

- What takes longer to write? A good review or a bad review?

- The review isn't up yet! - Don't remind him.

- How long could it possibly take to write history's most

glowing restaurant review?

- See? He gets it.

(phone chiming) Ah, what's that?

Is that the review? Is it up?

- Why would my phone beep?

No, this is work. Sorry, I do have to run.

But honey, your barbecue, it's legendary, right?

And I am sure that that reviewer is just coming up

with some more synonyms for "mind-blowing".

- Mm, synonyms.

- See you in a bit. - Yep.

Ugh!

Thank goodness for your mother.

(mischievous music)

- What happened? - Your mother lied to me.

That's what happened.

(sighing)

- Holly.

Where are your parents?

(chuckling)

- I can't believe he didn't tell you.

- Tell me what?

Justin.

Where's the limo?

- Um...

(Justin coughing)

- What Justin is trying to say

is that we have to cancel the trip.

- What? Why?

- Because this really important music deadline

popped up last minute.

- I'm so, so sorry about this, Ames.

- You know, maybe, maybe we can try again next weekend.

- Comet's only visible tonight and tomorrow.

You guys have been working on music for weeks.

What's so important that you can't wait 24 hours?!

- I'll talk to her.

- Okay. Meet me in the studio.

- Why would your mother throw out all the barbecue?

She loves ribs. - Well, maybe she wasn't hungry.

- Yeah, but why get rid of the evidence?

Why not keep it for leftovers?

- Okay, I'm sure there's a perfectly good reason.

- Reason for what? Oh.

- Oh, busted.

- Oh, um, I can explain.

- You love my barbecue.

- I didn't feel like it today.

- Why? Was something wrong with it?

- It just tasted a little off.

- I've lost my barbecue mojo.

There's no way we can open this restaurant now,

we have to cancel everything. - No, no, no, no. Whoa, whoa.

Take a deep breathe, okay? That's not it.

I have to run to a meeting, but let's talk about this later.

- Ugh. - Dad, you cannot give up, okay?

This is your dream. - You heard the woman,

my barbecue is bad now. I've lost the magic touch.

- Not possible. Okay, we're gonna try

every type of meat, every style, every sauce combo,

heat level, moisture rating, and flavour profile

until you find one that Mom likes,

and you believe in yourself again.

(sighing)

- That is a huge amount of work.

- Uh-huh.

- Better get started.

(guitar tuning)

(birds chirping)

(sighing)

- Justin speaking. - Justin, hey! W--

- Nah, I'm kidding. This is Justin's voicemail.

Leave one.

- Hey! I, uh...

thought we were gonna work after you talked to Amy.

You're the one who wanted to go over the songs

before the meetings, so just call me back,

or respond to my texts, or just...

show up when you say you're going to.

(airplane taking off)

(indistinct PA announcement)

- Holly again?

(scoffing) - Yeah.

She'll just try to talk us out of going.

- Look, she just gets worked up sometimes,

but her heart's in the right place.

- You really are the best girl.

(airplane roaring)

I really need this right now.

- Are you okay?

- I've given up so much for my career.

Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning.

But being in this town,

meeting you,

I'm seeing what my life could have been like.

And it's nice.

I just want to be able to have this experience with you.

- I can't say I relate to the pitfalls of stardom.

But being under pressure? I know what that feels like.

(phone vibrating) - Good.

- Um...

I should take this.

She'll understand once I explain.

Hey, Holly.

- Hey, Amy! Do you know where Justin is?

- We're at the airport.

- I'm sorry, did you just say airport?

As in the place where planes for New Mexico leave from?

Amy, this isn't like you! - I know. I know.

But scientifically speaking, what are we basing that on?

It's not like I've ever been in this situation before.

So, based on the available data,

maybe this is exactly like me.

- And your mom is okay with this?

- I, um...

never told her that the trip was cancelled,

so she still thinks we're all going together.

So, if she happens to call you, just tell her you're with me.

- Y-You want me to lie?

- Not lie. Just cover.

- These are some very fine hairs that you're splitting.

- Okay, why shouldn't I get to do the impulsive

romantic thing just once?

- Because Justin and I have a meeting!

Today!

- Okay, but there's always some high stakes,

most important music thing ever.

Can you just cover for him?

- Are you sure that this is what you want?

It can get you in a lot of trouble.

- I know.

But seeing the Gandilo Comet?

This is a once in a lifetime thing.

Plus, Justin will get a break and come back refreshed.

Can you please cover for me just this once?

- Okay. I'll cover.

But against my better judgment.

- Thank you.

- Oh, boy. What is all this?

- Dad is trying to get his barbecue mojo back.

- Oh. You know what, can we chat?

- Try it. For me. - Less talking, more eating.

- Ugh...

Wow.

Mmm... - What do you think?

- Good.

- You're lying.

Just tell me the truth. Do you like it?

- Uh, I...

- You don't. But why?

- You know, I'm just...

I'm just not hungry.

(sighing)

- You know, maybe you're sick.

That can mess with your taste buds.

And you've been feeling really tired lately.

- I guess. - Then what is it?

- You know what? I don't know. But who cares really,

because everyone else loves it.

- You're my partner!

(scoffing)

How can I open a restaurant if you don't like my food?

(sighing)

I'm gonna go get some air.

- Thank you so much

for helping me set up for this meeting.

- I still can't believe they just took off like that.

- I mean, what if something happens to them?

- Holls, Amy is smart and Justin is rich.

With those two traits, they can solve like any problem.

Besides, I think you're worrying about the wrong thing here.

- Right. (sighing)

This meeting. Okay. Focus, Holly.

I guess I'll just tell him that Justin's sick?

- Works with getting out of an algebra test.

- That means I'm back to lying.

- So, what are you gonna do?

- Right now, finish setting up for this show and tell.

And then...

(door opening)

- Dad! The review is up!

They said it was the best barbecue outside of Memphis.

Wait, why are you packing everything up?

- I think the pop-up was a one-and-done kind of deal.

- Dad, but the review!

Wait, is this because Mom doesn't like

your barbecue anymore? - I just wished she told me

instead of burying the evidence.

Listen, if she doesn't believe in what I'm doing here,

maybe it's not such a hot idea.

- Maybe you just had a bad barbecue day, okay?

- Eh, maybe even LeBron has off days, right?

- Not really, but I see what you're getting at.

Or maybe she saw how much you loved making it

and how much we loved eating it, and she didn't want

to rob the world of your gift just because

her taste buds are busted.

(laughing)

- How'd you get to be so smart?

- Maybe the real secret

ingredient in your mango habanero wings...

is wisdom.

Speaking of which, you got any of those bad boys

left over from the pop-up?

- You bet I do. - Yes!

♪ For the boys ♪

♪ For the boys, yeah ♪

♪ Don't tell me how to play my guitar ♪

- I think the label's gonna love this.

But where's Justin?

- Oh. Don't worry, this is definitely a duet.

I actually have a great demo

of the both of us singing it if you want.

- I mean, where's Justin right now?

I thought he'd be in this meeting.

- He was up super late working.

So, um, he's just catching up on some sleep.

(sighing)

- You don't have to cover for him.

- What?! I-I'm not. I--

- I can't believe he's pulling this garbage again.

- Again? - Look...

Sometimes the pressure just gets to him and he just bails.

He starts acting erratically, then just takes off.

- Um...

Where does he go? - Wherever he wants.

When things didn't go well in Nashville,

he just hopped on the next plane

and he was in New York for a while,

and then by the time we found him he was in Thailand.

- Thailand?

- Look, I don't want to put this pressure on you, okay?

It's not your responsibility, but the label's

put a lot of resources into this album.

- Yes, I-I understand.

And I'm really proud of the work that we've been doing.

- I'm happy to hear it,

but Justin's running out of chances.

I'll try to track him down, but if you hear from him first,

tell him to get it together.

Or else the label's gonna pull the plug.

- Um, yes. I understand.

- Take care.

- Hey. - Hey.

Sorry for losing my temper.

- Listen.

- Do you think I've lost my touch?

- Oh, no! Not at all.

- Well, you've always loved my food,

so if you think that I have, you need to tell me.

- No, it's not that. - Robbie thinks that you're just

protecting my feelings, which is really nice.

But we're opening a restaurant and that's a huge risk. So...

- I'm pregnant.

Yeah.

I mean, I'm just as shocked as you are.

- But we're so-- - Old?

- I was gonna say tired, but that works too.

- I don't need a newborn.

The night feedings and the sleep regression.

- Those little smiles

that actually turn out to be gas. Oh!

(laughing)

- Those little sleepers.

And that baby head smell.

- This is amazing.

- You're excited? - Yes!

I'm also relieved,

because you hate meat in your first trimester,

which means you love my barbecue!

- See, you just give me a couple of weeks and I'm back.

- Why didn't you just tell me all

of this instead of tossing out my meat?

- Well, I wasn't sure. And then I just, honestly,

I needed a second to wrap my head around it.

I mean...

honey, four kids.

(chuckling)

- Well, Robbie's almost done,

so, really, it's like three and a half.

- Yeah.

I love you.

- Oh, come on. - What? What?

I thought you'd be happy. - Yeah, in theory, sure.

In practice, nobody wants to see that. Ugh.

(chuckling)

- Hello? - Hey! Are you okay?

- What? Yeah, totally.

Justin's just finalizing some stuff about the jet.

- I really think that you need to come home.

- Holly, stop. I'm fine, okay?

I'm better than fine, actually,

I'm on a romantic adventure with a celebrity.

- I just...

I don't think that Justin is thinking clearly.

- Why? Because he's doing this with me instead of you?

- That's not fair. - Then what?

You're worried about the music stuff?

Hey, it's one day!

You really can't wait one stupid day?

- Okay, and what if it's not just one day?

I just talked to Justin's manager,

and apparently he does this all the time.

He gets freaked out by the pressure and then he runs.

Sometimes for weeks.

- Okay, well that's not what this is.

This is one night, and we have a plan.

- He's been acting erratically for a while.

This isn't about you.

- And it's not about you.

Everything's fine. I'll see you tomorrow.

- Good news is that there's a flight

to New Mexico in an hour.

It's fully booked, but I'm pretty sure

I can convince that couple over there

to sell me their tickets. They're fans.

- What happened to the private jet?

- Must have lost my reservation.

But don't worry.

We just have to find a way to get there.

How hard could that be? I mean, I'm Justin Lewis!

(airplane taking off)

How long would it take to drive?

- To New Mexico?!

- A road trip could be fun.

- I don't think you're thinking clearly.

So, could you just take a couple deep breaths for me?

- No, no, no. I see what you're doing,

but I'm fine. I'm fine!

When I researched this, they said that

there's another spot you can see the comet in Hawaii.

Maybe there's a flight to Honolulu!

- Justin, that's 4,000 miles away.

That's a ten-hour flight.

- Then we'll get there just in time!

- Holly.

Can you get someone to come and get us, please?

- There is no way you just called Holly to snitch.

- I had to.

- So now you can't think for yourself anymore?

You just go along with whatever Holly's saying?!

- Justin, this is all just way too much, okay?

We need to go home.

- I thought you were special, Amy.

Turns out you're just like everyone else.

- How mad is your mom?

- Oh, it's worse than that.

She's disappointed.

But she's proud of me for calling for help.

- Hi. Justin, he's sleeping.

And your dad is just gonna keep an eye on him for tonight.

But thank you for telling us.

- It's like the pressure just...

broke his brain or something.

- I know, and I'm really sorry.

I should have seen it sooner.

- Um, I should have seen it sooner.

I mean, I knew he struggled with the anxiety stuff, but...

I thought he was doing better.

- I just, I don't think

that that's the way that it works.

You know, sometimes you just,

you have to keep working on stuff like this.

But I think that he is gonna be just fine.

You guys let me know if you need anything, okay?

- Okay. Thanks, Mom.

(sighing)

- I think you just really wanted to go see that comet with him.

And I get it, okay?

We all want to feel special sometimes.

Plus...

I mean, that trip was pretty cool, hmm?

- Sure would have been.

(chuckling)

Thanks for having my back.

Both when you covered for me

and when you told me to bring him home.

- So, what are we gonna do when he finally wakes up?

- Try to get him some help?

Make sure that he sets up a meeting with his therapist.

- That'd be really good.

And then maybe we could even get back to writing some music.

We're really close.

- And maybe he'll be able to take me

on another road trip some day.

- Ah, you mean when you're not grounded anymore.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- So, if you could just like, keep him working here

on your album for a few extra years...

- Oh. - That would be great.

- Yeah. Cool. - Thanks.

(laughing)

- I guess boys and bagels have nothing in common.

Well, except for the letter B.

But if you try and split a person

into too many different pieces,

eventually they'll break.

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