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You are going to jail, sir.

For what? For going
to the bathroom?

I couldn't hold it.

It's a federal violation to
smoke in an airplane lavatory.

As it should be. It's
a disgusting habit.

There were two of us
who witnessed it.

It's your word against ours.

Come on...

Beth.

You're so agitated.

You're not really going
to arrest me, are you?

I am.

Excuse me.

Yes?

- Can you tell me your name, please?
- I can't help you, sir.

Look, I'm not a
criminal, all right?

I'm just going through a lot
of hard shit right now.

It's Janice.

It's very nice to meet you, Janice.

I only ask because when
I tell this story,

I'm gonna want to know which one
was the mean-ass flight attendant

and which one has
the kind blue eyes.

Mm...

I have to get back to work.

Can you help me out, please?

There's nothing I can do.

Look, I'm an addict.
Isn't it bad enough

that I'm gonna die from
this shit someday?

If I could help you,
I would, but I can't.

My father's dying.

He's in the hospital right now,

and I'm flying back to be with him.

There's nothing more
that I'd rather do

than avoid it, but I can't.

And I know that this
sounds incredibly absurd,

but you gotta believe me.

I mean, who would lie about
something like this?

If your father's not dying,
you're going to hell.

My father is dying,

and I'm already in hell.

He's been dying for years.

He's gotten good at it.
Doesn't mean I want to watch.

I'm not gonna spend my life
in some fucking hospital,

these lights, that smell.

What am I even doing here?

Home, sweet home.

Fuck.

MAN: You are CEO of
Stone fucking Andrews.

How is this not up to you?

Look, Wyatt, I have to do

- what's best for the bank.
- Mr. Coleman,

we all know that Frank's
gonna foreclose on you,

so this would all be a lot
easier if you stopped posturing.

There isn't a bank in this city
that would foreclose on me.

I don't need your favors. Let's go.

- I'm sorry, Robert.
- Steven, sit down.

Wyatt, please.

We all have a lot at
stake here, gentlemen,

but I think I have a scenario
in which we all can be winners.

Wyatt, you're going
to sell the portfolio

- to Steven at his price.
- But...

Just...

Steven, you're going to cut
the Coleman group in for 20%,

because nobody can manage
these assets like they can.

- Robert...
- Let me finish, will you?

Frank, Stone Andrews is gonna
write down the paper by 40%.

It's overvalued, anyway.
You know that.

The three of us are gonna form
a new entity, which I will run,

and this entity will
build upon these assets

and others which we
all will contribute,

and we'll use them as
a foundation to buy,

with a focus on true value,

every distressed piece of
real estate in Manhattan.

Now, I would assume
that Stone Andrews

would be interested in dealing
with a company like ours,

so I'm going to give
you first crack

at the lead position for
our debt financing.

Gentlemen, do we have
an understanding?

Yes.

Yes.

Absolutely.

Thank you, Robert.

I apologize for any
misunderstanding.

Then we have a deal.

Now, if you will excuse me,

I'm taking my son to lunch.

Look at you.

Is that my tie?

Excuse me.

Jesus.

What the hell you think you doing?

Shit. Sorry.

You know what? Out.

Out!

Look, it's out, all right? Look...

Carrie, would you calm down?
I'm just trying to get upstairs.

No, you're not going upstairs.

This motherfucker come
walking in my hospital,

acting like it's a smoking
section or some shit.

You got a lot of nerve.

Jesus, my dad's dying
in there, all right?

Hope you're happy.

I'm very disappointed
in you, Carrie.

WOMAN: Jonathan?

How long you been here?

I don't know.

Well, when's the last
time you were home?

I said I don't know.

A day, two days, a week.
Does it matter?

Mom, he's gonna be okay.

Relax.

Not this time.

This time, it's different.

What do you mean?

Maybe he didn't know
what he was saying.

What was he saying?

He had an episode.

He was under a lot of stress.

And?

Have you been smoking?

No.

Tell me you're not that stupid.

Mom...

You have, haven't you?

I want you to wash up.

I don't want him smelling you.

Hey, Dad.

Hey. Still smoking, huh?

Nah. Just taxi guy was...

Sometimes I still miss the smell.

Robert...

Well, I do.

I just don't want this for you.

I know. I don't either.

So we gonna take you home?

Maybe go to the beach
for the weekend?

Not this time.

I'm done, buddy.

What do you mean, done?

My body's ruined,

and I won't let your mom
suffer through this anymore.

I am not suffering.

Look at me, Robert.

You're having a tough
couple of days.

- Not that at all.
- That's all.

- You're confused.
- I'm not confused.

No, I'm confused. What's going on?

You're not leaving us, Robert.

I'll never leave you.
It's just time.

Don't say that.

What are you talking about?

It's surgery twice a day

for one, maybe two
hours' consciousness.

It's not worth it.

Oh, yes, it is, God damn it.

You know, I don't complain about
the pain, but it's so bad,

sometimes I can't
even see straight.

And when I'm on morphine,
I'm just lost.

So you gotta fight.

Fought for 12 years.

I got nothing.

Let's just wait and see
how you feel tomorrow.

We all knew this day was coming.

So you're quitting?

You're just fucking quitting?

Tomorrow morning, they're
taking me off the machines.

I'm off my medication now...

because I want to...

I want to look at you all with
clear eyes one last time.

You can't do this.

Karen's not even here.

Her train got in half-hour ago.

Great.

ROBERT:
We can all do this together.

Together?

You made me fly back
here to watch you die?

That's what this is?

- This is not about you.
- Bullshit, it's not!

You can't handle what I do!
I'm not here sucking up to you,

so this is what you do?
I want no part of it.

You want to kill yourself,
do it without me!

Fuck you!

Fuck!

Fuck!

GIRL: Hello?

Are you all right?

I said are you all right up there?

I'm gonna call for help.

I'm fine. I don't need
any help, all right?

Well, you don't sound fine.

It's okay. I'm human.

I just don't have any hair.

You sure you're okay?

Sometimes I come up
here and scream, too.

Feel any better?

Do you feel any better?

Like, did the screaming help?

Yeah, it helped.

Well, sometimes I find that
it doesn't help at all.

I think it helped.

What was it?

Nothing.

What were you screaming about?

Nothing.

Whatever. You don't
have to tell me.

I'm just some stupid kid.

Probably wouldn't
understand anyway, right?

I didn't say that.

You didn't really say anything.

Doesn't appear to be
your strong suit.

Are you sick?

No.

What are you doing here?
Is your wife sick?

I'm not married.

Don't get mad at me.

It's not like you're
not old enough.

So...

What?

Why are you here?

My dad.

How long has he got?

24 hours.

He's offing himself.

Okay, that's pretty cool.

You got a light?

Are you fucking kidding me?

What? Am I gonna get cancer?

Have you got a light or not?

Are you even old enough to smoke?

Am I old enough to die?

Oh, I knew you were packing.

That one works every time.

So I take it it's not from smoking.

No, it's bone cancer.

I don't get it. Where does cancer come
from, anyways? Nobody fucking knows.

Yeah, it's fucked.

Those kids down there are, like,
so young, it's depressing.

They're young? What about you?

Shouldn't you be on your way
to homecoming or something?

Prom, Einstein.
Homecoming is in the fall.

But I doubt I'll be
around that long.

I like to pretend

it's a next form of
human evolution.

We're evolved.

We're the only ones who can
see life for what it truly is.

What is it?

Shouldn't you be with
your dad or something?

Said he's got 24 hours, right?

Yeah.

What's your problem?

I don't know.

If you think he wants
to die, you're wrong,

and if says he's not
afraid, then he's lying.

So, I'm Meredith. I'm 17,

and I'm on the 22nd floor if
you want your lighter back.

See you later, alligator.

Once the pressure equalizes
in the center of a bubble,

the strongest thing
exerting force on it

is the weight of the universe
pushing down equally.

Follow those points out...

ROBERT: Hey. Hey. Uh...

I thought you'd be halfway
to Kennedy by now.

What, and miss the party?

- Hey, Jonathan.
- Well,

well, I'm really glad you're here.

He could be a witness.

DOCTOR: Yeah, that'll be fine.

Jonathan, I need you
to witness your father

making his last
wishes and statement.

And keep in mind that...

you may be called
to testify in court

that he was of sound mind
when he made the statement.

Well, I don't know.

Dad, are you of sound mind?

Yeah, you know I am.

Who started game seven for
the Yanks, 2003 ALCS?

Clemens.

What happened bottom of the eighth?

Grady.

Grady listened to Pedro

and left him in too long.

He juiced the bases,

and Posada doubled to tie it up.

Who came on to relieve?

- Wakefield.
- Yeah.

Then what happened?

Aaron fucking Boone
is what happened.

Aaron fucking Boone.

And we never made it, 'cause...

Your sister tripped going
through the turnstile

and split her chin.

I'll never forgive her for that.

Me either.

There you have it, Doc.

Can we say tomorrow, 8 A.M.?

I need you to say it.

ROBERT: Oh.

I w... want to be unhooked
from these machines

at 8 A.M. tomorrow.

This is my wish,

and I am of sound mind.

Ryan Hu is only 12,

and she's already played
with the Philharmonic.

You're 14.

Well, Ryan Hu looks
like a shih tzu.

Kids, can you come down
here for a minute?

What happened?

Your daddy has something
he needs to tell you.

Are you guys getting a divorce?

ROBERT: No.

No, honey, never, no. No.

Your father is very sick.

With what?

I have cancer.

JONATHAN:
It's not a big deal, though.

You're not gonna die, right?

Are you gonna die?

I don't know.

But I... promise you, sweetheart,

I will do everything I can not to.

The doctor gave me six months.

ROBERT: Shh. Okay.

John.

John, do you have any questions?

Do I still have to play violin?

Well, that's something

you're gonna have to
decide for yourself.

Okay.

Jonathan...

you all right?

Jonathan, are you all right?

Yeah.

Talk to me, son.

This is it.

It's not fair.

What?

I don't know how to do this.

We just talk.

What do you want me to say?

I'm not ready.

This wasn't how it
was supposed to end.

How was it supposed to end?

I don't know. I'd...

I'd have it all figured
out, you know.

I'd have my shit together.

I'd be able to come back
here and just maybe...

Forgive me?

Forgive you for what?

Well...

I don't know.

Whatever it is that you've
been mad at me for.

Getting sick? Dying?

Hey...

how's the music?

I'm not really doing the
music thing anymore.

Oh.

Why? What are you doing?

How are you living?

I sort of wanted to
talk to you about that.

I mean, right now, it's
not the right time,

- but I could sort of...

Hey, sweetheart.

Hi, Daddy.

Wow, look at you.

Did you just come from court?

Not exactly.

Hi.

Hey.

You give your dad a hug?

I really missed you, Daddy.

Missed you, too, sweetheart.

I can't let you do this.

Karen, I love you.

I love all of you,

but it's my decision.

I hear you,

but you're just not thinking right.

The drugs are clouding
your judgment.

He's thinking as clearly
as he ever does.

How do you know what
he thinks like?

I'm surprised you remember
what he looks like.

- Was his name on the door?
- Oh, that's cute.

Did you learn that in law school,
little playground put-downs?

You can't just waltz back in here,
Jonathan, and start acting like you care.

Well, I'm not acting
like anything, Karen.

- I'm just saying...
- You don't have a say.

You gave up that right
when you walked out on us.

Would you two just stop?

Yeah. Why don't you talk
to him for a second

before you declare him incapable
of making his own decisions?

So just let him die?

- Oh. Just...
- Is that what you're saying?

It is, isn't it?
You just can't wait

to get your hands on your
inheritance, can you?

You just came for your money.

I didn't need to come
for the money, Karen.

I get it every fucking month in
a blue envelope like you do.

I don't need his money.
I make my own.

Please. Your fucking salary
wouldn't pay for those shoes,

let alone that stupid briefcase.

The shoes were on sale,

and the briefcase was a gift.

- Hah!
- Hey, hey.

Okay, you done?

Yeah. Are we done?

Yeah. Sorry.

ROBERT: No, no, it's okay.

It was kind of nice.

It's like being at home.

I need to...

I need to tell you something.

The money...

is gone.

What?

You heard me.

I gave it away.

What do you mean, gone?

Your mother gets the house
and what's left of the trust

and the dividend on my
life insurance policy.

Everything else, gave it away.

What do you mean, you gave it away?

There are people who need it.

You don't need my money.
You just said so.

Why are you doing this, Daddy?

'Cause I love you both...

and I raised a couple
of spoiled brats.

I filed an injunction this morning.

What?

It's a preemptive measure
intended to prevent Dr. Crier

from performing any form
of assisted suicide.

She didn't have anything
to do with this.

God.

What's so funny?

Nothing. Fuck.

I need a cigarette.

KAREN: Unbelievable.

Your kids, man.

MAN: Ho! Hey, hey. Illusion.

Yay.

Hat tricks. How 'bout
some hat tricks?

Here we go. Hat tricks. Hup!

Hup! Ho! Hmm? Hmm?

Hmm? Duck.

Oh! Oh!

Whoa ho ho ho ho! Whoa!

You're not funny.

Anybody gonna laugh?

Ha.

Oh, you're too generous.

- You're too generous.
- Can I help you?

Yeah. I'm looking for Meredith.

Are you a relative?

No. She has, uh...

She has something of mine.

Are you her boyfriend?

- No.

Why not?

Because I have a
girlfriend back home.

I don't believe you.

Okay.

What's your girlfriend's name?

Uh, I think Meredith just
got out of radiation.

She should be back
in her room, A-2112.

I'm gonna go find her. Thanks.

Have fun!

Okay, you. Come on.
It's time to go.

Hey!

Hey.

Hey, you.

Came to get my lighter.

You look like shit.

I do?

Yes.

Okay.

What happened?

My sister filed some
injunction thing

that's gonna keep my dad
from killing himself.

Then we just found out he
gave away all our money.

Really?

Yeah.

Your dad is such a badass.

It's a little fucked up.

Why?

Because he gave away all our money.

You had plans for it?

Yeah.

What?

It doesn't matter. Whatever.

Nothing.

You wanted to do nothing.

Look, I don't just sit around, all
right? I have things I want to do.

You need his money to do that?

I really just came for
my lighter, okay?

Thanks.

I'm sure it's rough
for you out there.

You're not the only
one with problems.

My problems aren't of
the trust-fund variety.

They're terminal.

Please close the
door when you leave.

Look, I wanted to record
an album, all right?

And you're right. Maybe I
didn't need his money,

but it would have been nice, so...

have a great day.

Jonathan?

Emily.

Hi.

Almost didn't recognize you.

You look great.

What are you doing here?

I live here.

I mean, we live here.

I heard.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Um, what about you? What are you...

- I was just walking.
- Oh.

Got in this morning,

so seeing Dad.

Oh, how is he? Is he all right?

Not really.

He, uh...

They want to take him off
life support tomorrow, so...

I'm sorry. I didn't...

It's okay.

I mean, it's time.

No, it's really terrible.

I didn't, you know...

I tried to call you a while back.

Guess you changed your number.

No. Yeah, I lost my cellphone
and all my contacts.

You know how it is.

Yeah, I guess I do.

Well, it's been really... wow...
really nice running into you.

Yeah, small world.

Please give my best to your dad?

I always loved him.

They all do.

All right.

Take care.

Emily! Emily!

- Can I ta...
- What?

- Can I talk to you for a second?
- I really... I really need to...

Why did you leave?

It was a long time ago, Jonathan.

It's the only thing in my life
that meant anything. Please.

I need to know.

I just never got to you.

What do you mean?

Heh. I mean, you give
so much at the start.

You have all of this
charm and energy,

and you're funny.

You show all of this stuff,

and then that's all there is.

There's no there there.

You don't let anybody in.

Into what?

- Into your heart.
- Oh, come on, Em.

- That's a cliché.
- No, it's not.

Yeah, it is! There's
no "into my heart"!

There's no place in my heart.
There's no door to my heart.

The heart's muscle. It pumps blood.

That's all it does.

Then I was right...

and that's too bad.

So...

So, uh...

how long has it been since
you've seen your sister?

I don't know.

Before she left for Yale.

That was two years ago.

Yeah, well, it's not like she
made a big effort either.

Well, she's been here.

Of course.

It's because you... It's
because you love her more.

Oh, that's not tr...
That's not true.

I'm not guilting you,
Dad. It's a fact.

It's like that in every
family. I don't care.

It's not true. I never
loved your sister more.

It's just that she loved me back.

Yeah, well, it's
hard to love someone

who's got an expiration date
stamped on their forehead.

I didn't mean that.

No, it's okay.

It must have been hard for you.

How you feeling, baby?

About half as good as I look.

Well, you look good.

Good.

Yeah. Got some color
in your cheeks.

Color? Eh, it's 'cause I
stopped taking my medications.

Don't you think we
should rethink this,

based on everything
that's happened?

Based on what, the
rosiness of my cheeks?

- Look at me!

- Dad!
- Look at me!

Stop.

I don't want to do this anymore.

Just stop.

I want you to...

I want you to make a
phone call for me.

I want to say good
bye to some people.

Ira has already made some calls,

but I want...

I want you to call Allen.

Your brother Allen? Why?

I wouldn't have the faintest
clue how to get ahold of him.

He's in Teaneck.

He's fucking listed.

I want you to call him

and tell him it's now or never,

tomorrow, I'll be dead.

Ease up, Dad.

Oh, look at this.

Sticking up for his mother.
Isn't that nice?

I liked you better on painkillers.

Yeah, seriously. Where are they?
I'll fucking give him some.

The hell you will.

Well, chill the hell out, all right?
This is hard enough.

You know, it is
Passover, two days...

Dad, no...

Why don't you pretend

that I didn't waste my
money on Hebrew school

and organize a Seder, huh?

- Just humor me.
- You're unbelievable.

You can act like you're
not a Jew after I'm dead.

I asked nicely.

Yeah, you did,

but this ain't no
damn Kinko's, okay?

Miss Fancy Pants want an
award for asking nicely.

You realize I can hear you, right?

What are you doing?

I'm waiting for a fax.

No, you're not.

Now, how the hell I know
you two were together?

A couple of spoiled-ass
peas in a pod.

Bitch.

Where are you going?

Dad wants to have a Seder.

Well, Passover is not till next
week. He can just wait.

How 'bout that?

I can't let him do this.

You know that, right?

What the fuck is
taking them so long?

When did this all
become your decision?

Should I just let him kill himself?

Have you even looked at him, Karen?

He's not living. There's
nothing left of him.

You're in a hurry to
get back, aren't you?

You hate it here, can't
stand to be around us.

You are out of your mind.

Honestly, just go.

We've done fine
without you, really.

Oh, you're just like
Mom, aren't you?

Got it all under control.

Apparently I do.

You're ridiculous.

Dick.

Where's Dr. Crier?

NURSE: Sorry. I haven't seen him.

You can't stop him from dying.

Jonathan, I don't know
if you remember me.

I'm Ira Stein, your
father's accountant.

Yeah. You're the one that talked
my dad into giving his money away.

I'm-Jonathan, I'm so sorry. We
got here as fast as we could.

Do you remember your cousins?

Elizabeth, Rachel, Sarah.

Will this shift never end?

Hey. It's Ethan, your cousin.

- Our dads are brothers.
- Sorry, man.

- How are you?
- Hey.

- This is my fiancée Brooke.
- A pleasure to meet you.

I'm so sorry to meet under
such awful circumstances.

Nice to meet you.

Who are those people?

- They're our friends.

Your family.

How do they know who I am?

I've never fucking met 'em before.

They watched you get circumcised.

Dad.

They saw you play baseball.

They're part of my legacy
and part of yours,

so don't throw that away.

Dad!

- What's going on?

Mom?

I'll get the nurse.

What?

It's all right.

- It's okay.

Okay.

Jonathan!

I shouldn't be here.

I can't do this.

Nonsense.

No, you're a fighter.

I love that about you.

Bring in my friends.

ROBERT: Ethan, y-you're here.

Of course I'm here.

Well, no, I never would
have let you come.

How's Oxford?

It's amazing.

Who is... Is this Brooke?

This is my fiancée Brooke.

Oh, wow. Look at you.

When's the big day?

It's June first,

two days after I'm sworn in.

I'm so proud of you.

Wish I could be there.

Me, too.

You've done so much for me.

I don't know how to thank you.

Ah, you already have, son.

Listen,

have you spoken to your father?

Oh, I called, but he...

Yeah, we... we have, too.

Listen, if I don't get a chance,

would you... would you tell him

that I love him, I never stopped?

Yeah. Yeah, I will.

Yeah.

You take good care of
him for me, will you?

- I will.
- I know.

You've really outdone yourself.

You know, your
schooling was my gift,

but find time for happiness,

because the only gifts that last

are memories. Yeah.

I love you.

ETHAN: I love you.

Next!

You're a most generous man.

May God bless you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Is that everybody?

I hope so.

Unless you want to throw
some more money away.

Where's Rabbi Moskowitz?

- Starbucks.
- CARRIE: What?!

Why is all of these people here?

Look, you other friends got to go.

They are disturbing the
rest of my damn floor.

Well, Carrie, why don't we
just take it down, all right?

You ain't running shit up in here.

Like I said, they got to go.

Visiting hours are over.

They gotta go.

Guapo, talking about
"take it down."

No, your pretty ass
better take it down

before I smack that handsome
off your damn face.

I mean, come on.
Knock that shit off.

- Jesus.

You might want to
stop talking to me,

and y'all might want to
take y'all ass home.

- Seriously?
- Love the compassion, Carrie.

You can take that damn jacket off.

Keep talking, okay? Keep on.

What the hell does "guapo" mean?

And who the hell is she talking to?

I mean, what the fuck?

Mom!

Said, "Fuck"?

I did. I said, "Fuck."

I'll let you rest.

I'll go start setting up.

Say it again.

You know, even when you were eight,

I thought you'd make
a great attorney.

'Cause every time I tried
to punish your brother,

you'd bang on the door
and scream and holler

and beg me not to spank him.

I was ignorant.

ROBERT: Well, it worked.

He never got spanked.

So it's my fault he's this way?

No, no. It's mine.

I should have used a belt.

You can both go fuck yourselves.

Rach?

Hey.

You all right?

I've been in and out of
this hospital for months.

First time anyone's
asked me how I'm doing.

Sorry. I know.

I'm just the caretaker.

But what happens when he's gone?

What happens when
there's no more us?

Who am I then?

You even care?

Of course we care.

This is hard on all of us.

You weren't married
to him for 35 years.

He was our dad, though!

Whoa. "Was"?

Don't put me in the
ground so soon, buddy.

Seriously?

Kidding.

And you...

we're married.

We took a vow of equality,

and yet you choose to exclude
me from the financial decisions?

What am I gonna do?

How am I...

You're going to go on.

You're going to find someone else.

I don't want someone else!

I can't even imagine it!

I know, but you're gonna have to,

because I can't take you with me,

and I won't have you
living with a ghost.

How can you be so ignorant?

Don't you Know I would
gladly take your place?

- I know that.
- What is wrong with you?

JONATHAN: Mom, stop!

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

Eh, it's all right.

It's really all right.

Hey.

I'm Meredith.

I met your son in the stairwell.

I'm dying, too.

Ah.

Well, nice to meet you.

Am I interrupting?

No, not at all. You Jewish?

- I'll pour you some Manischewitz.
- I am Jewish, actually.

Great.

Whoa, whoa. How old are you?

17. How old are you?

23.

Well, there are certain privileges
you allow someone who is suffering,

and I am one of those someones.

Look, I think it's best if we all
just lubricate our feelings,

and we'll just get through this.

Should you really be drinking that?

Fine, whatever. I'm not Jewish.

I just came to see if you'd
play the kids some songs.

Should we get started?

David, our magician guy,

apparently had a nervous breakdown.

What? He lost the
rabbit in the hat?

Something like that.

Look, I'm sorry.
I can't, all right?

Karen, will you sit down?

Can't you just play
them a few songs?

Look, we're in the
middle of something.

What kind of...

What kind of cancer do you have?

Advanced bone marrow.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

Pretty much given up on me.

They're gonna send me home.

Think they just want
my room or something.

Is he always this selfish?

Yeah.

Mom, will you read this?

Why won't you play
them a few songs?

ROBERT: Yeah, there's no
hurry. We have all night.

No, I want to do it now.
I got all the stuff.

RACHEL: It'll keep.

I don't see what the big deal is.

KAREN: Me neither.

I don't even have a guitar.

GIRL:
When are you gonna play something?

I gotta tune it first.

We don't care if it's out of tune.

Well, I do.

Do you know any rap?

No.

Do you know Miley?

Miley Cyrus? No.

Do you know Bieber?

Do I look like I know Bieber?

What about Taylor Swift?

Am I really that old?

You are kind of old.

No, he isn't.

How old are you? 30?

26.

That's pretty old.

None of us are ever gonna be 26.

Look, you don't know
that, all right?

They told my dad that he's
got six months to live.

He's been around for 12 years.

But we're gonna die
before we have sex.

You're not allowed to say that!

If it's true, you can say it.

What? What are you
looking at me for?

- What's it like?

No, we're not having this
conversation, all right?

You kids are much too young.

Old enough to die, old enough to...

Enough!

♪ I can feel the devil
on my shoulder ♪

♪ And suddenly my world
is upside down ♪

♪ The cold inside my heart ♪

♪ It just gets colder ♪

♪ Try to move my feet ♪

♪ But there's no ground ♪

♪ You saved me once ♪

♪ Please save me once again ♪

♪ I swear this time ♪

♪ My life is in your hands ♪

♪ Angels in the sky ♪

♪ I need your love ♪

♪ Angels in the sky ♪

♪ I need your love ♪

- Yeah!
- Whoo-hoo!

♪ You saved me once ♪

♪ Please save me once again ♪

♪ I swear this time ♪

♪ My life is in your hands ♪

♪ Angels in the sky,
I need your love ♪

♪ Angels in the sky,
I need your love ♪

♪ You saved me once ♪

♪ Please save me once again ♪

♪ I swear this time ♪

♪ My life is in your hands ♪

♪ Angels in the sky,
I need your love ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Angels in the sky ♪

♪ I need your love ♪

Thanks for coming out!

MAN: That was great!

Excuse me.

WOMAN: Great job!

Dude, that was great!

Hey. So what'd you think?

You were great!
You were just great!

ROBERT:
You were great. It was great.

Your voi... Your
voice sounded a little strained,

you know, just like you
were out of breath.

Ah, they fucking loved me, huh?

Yeah, well, I wouldn't
get carried away

with these people.
They're full of shit.

So how did... How did
you think you did?

What do you mean?

Do you think you could
have done better?

Dad, I fucking killed it.
Did you not hear the crowd?

That's not the point.

Robert, this is not the time.

No. I get where this is going.

You just can't be proud
of me for once, can you?

No, I... Of course I
am, but I'm just...

It's just that I always wanted...

Thanks for coming out, Dad.

MAN: Dude, it was crazy.

What the hell is she doing?

Dealing with this the
only way she knows how.

I told you I wasn't
gonna let this happen.

As you can see, the D.A.'s office

was kind enough to send down
Officers Ramirez and Officer...

Poland.

Poland to make sure

that there aren't any
misunderstandings.

New York law prohibits
assisted suicide.

DR. CRIER:
Well, that's only because

not one terminally ill patient

has ever survived long enough
to have their case argued

in front of the Supreme Court.

I don't know nothing about that.

- Now you do.
- Hey, look,

he'll be administering
pain medication

to me just like every other day,

but on this day, I'll be
complaining of severe pain.

This is barbaric, this whole thing.

Pain medication like that
is to treat patients,

not kill them.

OFFICER RAMIREZ:
Well, um, technically,

the licensed
administration of drugs

puts this under the
DEA's jurisdiction...

uh, technically.

Well, if you guys will
excuse us, please?

Well, if you officers would
like to join us in a Seder...

A what-er?

Seder. It's a celebration
of Jewish history, so...

No. Thanks.

How 'bout you?

Uh, oh, yes, sure.

Yeah, why not?

I gotta warn you, though,

I'm a recovering Catholic. Heh.

Oh, we're all... all
recovering from something.

We're not done talking about this.

I'm sure we're not.

ROBERT: I think this is it.

How do you like it?

It's nice.

- It's fucked up.
- KAREN: Stop it.

No, what? Are we supposed to dig?

Why the hell are we here?

No, I... Heh. 'Cause I'm
buying these four plots

to give you the option to
occupy the space next to us.

- That's what I'm doing.
- I'm not even 20,

and you want me to pick
out my own burial site?

Dad, do we have to do this?

Well, I thought it
would be cathartic.

No, it's sadistic. I'm not
gonna be put in the ground,

- not here, not anywhere.
- What are you afraid of?

I'm not afraid. I'm
gonna be cremated.

- No, you are not.
- Yes, I am.

- What are you gonna do about it?
- Our faith states that...

Look, I don't care
what the Jews do,

all right, Dad? I'm not doing it!

I'm not gonna be buried
next to the Cohens

and the Schwartzmans and
the fucking Bagelmans!

I'm gonna be cremated, gonna
be sprinkled over the ocean.

You're not gonna be
here to stop me.

You know, I hope someday, Jonathan,
that you become proud of your heritage,

that you treat it as a lifeline
and not as a sentence.

That's what I hope!

I'm sorry.

I real... I'm sorry.
I didn't mean...

KAREN: I'll come visit you,

and if I die before
I have a family,

I'll be buried here with you.

I'm moving to California.

Richard's brother
works for a label.

We're gonna get
started on the album.

- What about NYU?
- You what?

I'm not going. We're
gonna get a deal.

You are absolutely
going to college!

This is not the time or place
for this conversation.

Well, I thought you should know.
I'm leaving tomorrow.

- Amen.
- Amen.

- Amen.

I can't drink the wine.

I'm on duty.

I'll drink yours.

Why don't you just drink
it from the bottle?

It's where we're headed.

We wash our hands.

Wash your hands.

Hmm.

"We praise you, Adonai,

"Sovereign of Life,
for giving us life

and keeping us alive so we may
celebrate this season of joy."

ls there another prayer that
is a little more applicable?

It's fine. It's fine.

Do it in Hebrew.

He can't speak Hebrew.

Let's hear your fucking Hebrew.

Hebrew.

Amen.

Yeah, you know,

I think we're gonna
see Officer Ramirez

in our congregation
here pretty soon.

Well, I am from Guatemala.

- Does that matter?
- Only in Guatemala.

Judaism accepts anyone who can
learn the lessons of the Torah.

I see. Well, it's a
beautiful culture.

I'd love to learn more
about it sometime.

Well, it's a lot of work for a date,
buddy, but God knows she needs it.

Excuse him.

He's a dick.

So what happens in the afterlife?

♪ Worms crawl in, the
worms crawl out ♪

♪ Worms play pinochle
on your snout ♪

- Robert!

Don't hit me.

Never.

She doesn't do that.

I hope not.

ROBERT: Oh, no.

No, I believe that once I'm
free of this broken body,

of the pain and desires...

that I can experience God.

And also, Jonathan, it's
the son's responsibility

- to give Kaddish...
- Yeah.

In order to prove Dad's
worthiness as a teacher.

Kaddish?

- Yeah, you have to.
- Yes.

You have to attend service

every morning at
sunrise for 11 months,

and you have to say the Kaddish,

and you can't cut your
hair or your beard.

KAREN: That shouldn't be a problem.

RACHEL:
You don't have to do the hair part.

Oh, yeah, he does. He does.

Are you shitting me?

Oh, I shit you not. You do.

But it would mean a lot...

Okay, I didn't see you
do it when Pops passed.

I know. I didn't, but
I pray that you think

I was a good enough father to
you that you would honor me.

Here, Rach. I brought this.

Um, and I folded the pa...

The page that contains
the Kaddish prayer.

We'll see.

Well, I'd better get back to work.

Um, I wanted to leave
this with you.

It's got my cell on there.

Thought maybe you could call
if you're having a problem

or just call for no reason at all.

I'd be careful, you know.

If this thing works out,
you may have to convert.

KAREN: Please.

That wouldn't be so bad.

Hmm.

I'd better be going. Thanks.

It was great to meet you.

Nice to meet you, sir.

ROBERT: Uh, oh,

nice guy. Nice guy, Karen.

Are you serious, Dad?

Why don't you just bring
him into the family,

maybe have the Guatemalan Kaddish?

Jonathan.

I don't believe I ordered
the Guatemalan Kaddish.

Good one, Dad.

Even death is not to be feared

by one who has lived wisely.

Sounds like kung fu.

It's Buddha.

ROBERT: There you go.

You gave that to him.

Tell me something. What
kind of wife quotes Buddha

in helping a Jew end his life?

Someone who has lived a
lot longer than you have.

And besides, I didn't do it
to help him end his life.

I needed no help.

There is nothing
disgraceful about living.

That's easy for you to say.

This is wrong.

It's suicide.

Karen, just calm down.

I can't. I can't let you do this.

Then argue it.

What?

Argue your case.

Build an argument,

and present it to me.

You tell me why I
should keep fighting

a fight that I've already won.

ROBERT: Yeah.

And if I give a
convincing argument?

I'll go on fighting.

I will have the procedures.

I will stay attached
to the machines.

You got eight hours.

Here's 27.

I'll get a pack.
Chill the fuck out!

Still relying on the
gifts of fortune, I see.

For one buck.

Just looking for a lucky break.

I'm glad you called.

I was, um, worried about you.

Hey, gorgeous...

you got a cigarette?

Was what's-his-name jealous?

He has a name.

He was.

No, he wasn't. He trusts me,

a concept that is foreign
to you, I'm sure.

WOMAN: Hey, you're kind of hot.

You really think I'm incapable of trust?
Well, you have to trust yourself

before you can trust
anybody else, so...

Come on, stud.

- Come party with us.
- Come on.

Ladies, there's nothing more I'd
like to do than party with you,

but tonight's just not
the night, all right?

What the fuck?

- Relax, buddy.
- What? Don't tell me

- to fucking relax.
- Awesome.

Why don't you fucking relax, huh?

I'm just trying to have
a conversation here.

I don't give a fuck what you're
trying to do, motherfucker! Ohh!

Come on. You all right?

I'm sorry. Ladies.

Emily!

I'm sorry.

Hey, sorry.

What, John?

Thanks for coming.

It's nothing.

Such a vision on Park Ave,

vision in her PJs.

I'm sorry I dragged
you away from Ari.

How are you holding up?

I just can't believe

that every person on earth
has to go through this.

I mean, it's fucking brutal.

I feel so stupid

wasting all this time
on insignificant shit.

Look, I want you to
Know I'm happy for you.

You found what you're looking for.

While I wish it was me...

I'm sure he's a great guy.

Look, you're an amazing
guy, Jonathan.

You are.

And someday you will be able to
give that brilliant mind and soul

to a very lucky woman.

I just don't know what that means.

Well, it means you have
to listen and share,

which is two things
that you suck at.

I know I'm not the best listener,

but I share things.

I'm not talking about your
bed and your toothbrush.

I'm talking about life things,

like real things,
things that move you,

things that make you feel,

like... like a dream or a song

or whatever.

You can't do it.

- No, I can do it.
- No, you can't.

No. Heh heh.

No.

You remember that sunset we watched

off the Williamsburg Bridge?

Do you remember?

The whole sky was glowing.

It was like some
watercolor painting.

All the New Yorkers were smiling,

and there's, like, only
15 of these days a year,

but that was one of them,
and it was perfect.

It was sunny out.
There was a light breeze,

enough to blow the stink
of the East River away.

Like suddenly all the
beauty came out.

People are walking around,
talking, falling in love.

It's days like that

that make the rest of the
year bearable for me.

I remember.

I love days like that.

What do you want?

You're really writing the paper?

Writing a brief.

High schoolers write papers.

Here.

Is that coffee?

You didn't put sugar
in it, did you?

- Whiskey, no sugar.
- Oh.

You're an ass.

Well, that is kind of good.

She said I don't listen
and I don't share, so...

No men do.

Oh, yeah? Is that why you, uh...

Why I what?

Gave up on men?

Who told you that?

Mom.

She said you never have boyfriends,

but you got all these girlfriends
around, so I think she just assumed...

Look, okay, I have
a boyfriend, okay?

- Oh, yeah?
- He's just not...

well, not someone I
can tell her about.

Why not?

Because he's my professor,

and, uh, he's married.

Holy shit.

Are you kidding me?

No.

No, the golden child
with a married man.

I'm impressed.

Impressed?

Yeah. I didn't know
you had it in you...

or liked it in you.

- That is disgusting.

What?

I'm your sister.

Have some respect.

Oh, right, right. I forgot.

I do not know what
is wrong with me.

What do you mean?

I mean, God, I'm only attracted
to unavailable 40-year-old men.

I've tried the boys.
They do nothing for me.

- Of course.
- But... heh...

when it's an older man and
we have to hide it...

I don't know... does
something for me.

Yeah, it's dangerous. I get it.

Well, you think I'm
fucked up, so...

Yeah, a little bit.

This whole men-in-uniform thing...

Yeah, where'd that come from?

- I mean...
- I really like it.

Mom and Dad, they're both normal.

- You know, with them, I mean...
- No, they're not.

You just left before you
were old enough to see it.

Did you know Dad's paying
for Ethan to go to Oxford?

Yeah.

What's up with that fucking guy?

I mean, you know what?

Maybe we were just
switched at birth.

Well, that would make more sense.

You think I blew it?

When someone is
offering you a free education

and you just tell them to
go and fuck themselves...

- I didn't say that.
- You said it repeatedly.

Do you really think what
Dad's doing is wrong?

Feels wrong.

Wrong for him or wrong for you?

Okay.

Okay, I need to get back to work.

Good luck.

Thanks for the drink, though.

Look, I don't think
you're fucked up...

not any more than anyone else.

What are you still doing here?

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I just, uh...

I didn't feel like
going home, so...

What's up?

What is it?

You have enough on
your mind right now.

Ah, come on. I could
use the distraction.

People grow, and they
change, you know,

and it's unhealthy if you don't.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Look, it's okay to be scared.

Of what?

Of life, of...

staying, leaving,
being on your own.

You shared plenty.

You did.

This guy up here,

he must be scared shitless.

I mean, not that he'd ever let on.

Mortality slapping him in the face

for the last 12 years,
I'd be pissed...

like I had my life stolen
from me or something.

And all this time,

he's never made it about
himself, not once,

and even now it's about
my mom, my sister and me,

and that's incredible.

I just don't think that I...

He lived for us, and...

and he did the best that he could,

and he never backed
down from anything

that he didn't think was right...

and...

I have just completely
made this about me.

Sorry.

It's... it's okay.

It's okay.

You made me feel better.

Yeah?

Somehow.

Somehow.

I'm glad you're still here.

Me, too.

RACHEL: I remember I was so nervous

first time I ever really cooked.

You were sweating because
I'd used too much curry,

but you ate it anyway,

- smiling the whole time.

I remember your face getting
beet red from all the spice,

and I was trying so
hard not to laugh,

because I was afraid I would
snort if you got me going...

and I did.

You made me laugh.

You always made me laugh.

Hi.

Hi.

I-I'm sorry.

For what?

You know.

Oh, Robert...

that was a long time ago

doesn't mean anything
to me anymore.

I'm still ashamed.

Nobody's perfect.

You're pretty close.

You look...

You look great.

You want to fool around?

What are you kids doing up?

Isn't it past your bedtime?

Shh. Are you leaving?

No.

You know that Meredith is dying.

Yes, she said.

She won't live to Christmas.

They're taking her off treatment.

Oh, my God.

God isn't helping,

but you can.

Look, she's pretty and
everything, guys.

I'm not asking you to
have sex with her.

Gross!

But it is like a
last-wish kind of thing.

Will you go to prom with her?

Prom?

It's missing a button.

Give this to her,

and act like it was her idea, okay?

No.

You look beautiful.

They tell you to say that?

No.

You really do.

Will you go to prom with me?

You gonna put that on me, or are you
gonna stand and hold it all night?

Put it on.

- ♪ Cigarette ashes ♪

- ♪ His empty glass ♪
- Come on.

♪ They seem to tell me ♪

♪ Oh, it's over at last ♪

♪ His parting kiss ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ Brought tears to my eyes... ♪

Is this how we dance at prom?

No.

We dance like this.

♪ And only time ♪

♪ Only time ♪

♪ Only time ♪

♪ Only time ♪

♪ Time will tell ♪

♪ Time will tell ♪

- ♪ Ohh ♪
- ♪ Time will tell ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I felt a change ♪

♪ The moment he came ♪

♪ Walking and ♪

♪ Oh, coming through
my front door now ♪

♪ His conversation was
almost, almost the same ♪

♪ Still, I could tell that
something was wrong ♪

♪ His feelings had changed ♪

♪ I'll empty those ashtrays ♪

♪ His glass put away ♪

♪ Straighten my sofa ♪

♪ And all those marks, I'll erase ♪

♪ But will I ever ♪

♪ Will ever erase from my mind ♪

♪ Whoa, the way he looked at me ♪

♪ The way he looked at me ♪

♪ Oh, when he kissed
me good night? ♪

♪ And only time ♪

♪ Only time ♪

♪ Only time ♪

♪ Only time ♪

♪ Only time, only time ♪

- ♪ Only time ♪
- ♪ Only time, only time ♪

♪ Only time ♪

♪ Only time ♪

♪ Only time will tell ♪

♪ Only time ♪

Thank you for tonight.

I'll never forget it.

Me neither.

What?

Well, I guess I'm lucky.

I never even thought I'd
get to do that much.

I'll never get to be
naked with a boy.

I'll never get to drive a car.

I'm really glad that
I got that kiss.

Think I should go.

Thank you.

Dad.

Dad.

Your Hebrew is for shit.

What happened?

I was never good at it, anyway.

- Dad...
- Where am I?

Where am I?

- Oh.
- You're in the hospital, Dad.

Am I dead?

Is it...

You're in the hospital.

I'm not in the hospital.

Why are you messing with me?

No, Dad, nobody's messing with you.

Listen, Dad...

Huh?

How...

How are you gonna take
care of yourself?

I'll find a way.

You have to reconci...

You...

You have to reconcile
with your sister.

'Cause you're...

you're the...

You're the older brother.

She's gonna need you.

Dad, I'll take care of her.

- I...
- Look...

Hey, I left you my Speedster.

What?

But you're not allowed to sell it.

That's... That's fine. I won't.

I...

Dad, I just wanted to say
that I'm sorry that I left.

No, it was my fault.

I told you to stand on your own.

Yeah, but I didn't.

Promise me

that you won't sell it.

I had it for 30 years,

so you promi... promise me.

Dad, I promise.

I want you to know...

that I didn't come back

because I was just
away for so long.

And then when so long
turned into longer...

The transmission leaks,

and you have to change the
oil every 2,000 miles...

Dad, I need you to
stay with me, okay.

You just have to rotate the tires.

You rotate, but you have-you-

Dad, I'll rotate 'em.

- You have to rotate...
- Listen to me.

- The tires, but...
- Dad.

- I just want you

- to know, Dad...
- You have to rotate...

that I didn't come home not
because I was mad at you.

It was because I didn't want
you to see what I had become,

because I was ashamed.

I just wanted to make you proud.

Well, I am proud, son.

Yeah, but I didn't do anything.

And all this time
had passed, and...

I couldn't face you...

and I was scared.

Then it was just too late.

I failed you.

Listen...

no father...

no father anywhere...

No father anywhere is
prouder of his son.

If you can take care of that car...

you're gonna be fine.

Yeah, I will.

'Cause it'll teach you things...

that I never could.

But don't sell it.

I won't.

Where'd you get that ugly jacket?

Prom.

Prom?

I'm losing my mind.

I love you, Dad.

What's that smell?

Oh, Dad.

We gotta get you cleaned up.

I'll go get the nurse.
Be right back.

Yeah.

Have you seen my mother?

She's in the nurses' room
asleep. What's wrong?

He shit the bed. Can
you help him out?

We'll call someone, but he gonna
have to wait a few minutes.

Look, I don't want him
to have to lay in it.

He'll be fine.

Look, I'm sorry about
before, all right?

You want to change him?

- Me?
- 'Cause you could do it.

I'm not gonna change him.
That's ridiculous.

Well, then, he gonna have to wait.

Unbelievable.

Thanks, Carrie.

- Thank you.

I hate this,

just hate it.

I can't take it.

I never even really thought
about having kids.

Never really even wanted 'em.

Probably because they
never wanted me.

Who?

My parents.

I was a burden.

They couldn't afford me.

I remember my father saying,

"When you have a kid,
it changes you."

And now I have a kid,

and he's changing me.

- Are you telling me

you shit the bed for a punch line?

I waited months.

You did this?

Yeah. Yeah.

It would be nice if you held him.

Held him?

Lie with him.

Make him feel safe.

Bed's not clean.

Does it matter?

Your father used to say he liked
you more when you were asleep.

He used to say the
same thing about you.

I'm sorry if I wasn't more...

You were.

You and Dad loved me
every day of my life.

We did the best we could.

I know.

ROBERT: Good morning.

You're awake.

Yeah.

Feeling better?

Better that it's over.

Oh, Robert.

You said if I could present
a convincing argument,

you'd put this off.

This may be...

the only time I get to...

hear my daughter pose an
argument as a lawyer, hmm?

Can I start?

ROBERT: Where are my glasses?

Thank you.

Please.

As citizens of this country,

we live under a banner of freedoms

granted us by our Constitution.

Our complete allegiance
to the guidelines

and principles of this document
has served to make our country

the great nation that it is today.

That said, there's no precedent,

historical or constitutional,

for a citizen's right
to be made dead.

Freedom is not about doing
whatever we please.

It's about not belonging
to someone else.

The Ninth Circuit Court

felt that the limited
few who would be helped

by practices such
as assisted suicide

were not worth the sacrifice
to the sanctity of human life.

They feared this slippery slope

might lead to assisted
suicide being performed

on depressed, disabled or
financially burdened persons

who were not terminally ill.

You, you are not that person,

but by placing your
physical comfort

ahead of our Constitution,

you jeopardize its place

as the cornerstone of our society.

As my father, you
taught me to persevere

through the difficult
trials in life.

I turn to you in facing my
own personal challenges...

exams, heartbreaks,
disappointments and successes.

You taught me lessons

which cannot be learned
in a classroom,

and you continue to teach me.

So it is with heavy heart
that I stand before you today

asking you to remain...

remain our beacon of light,

remain our teacher, our
pillar of strength...

and r-remain here

with us, a living example

of everything that
you raised us to be.

Please, Daddy.

Oh, my goodness.

You are everything that
I raised you to be.

You win.

I can't promise how
long I'll be able

to hold on, but I'll try.

Is this really what you want, Dad?

What I want doesn't matter.

Your sister just proved that.

JONATHAN: She's not dealing
with what you're dealing with.

She's not the one dying.

She doesn't feel it.

Tell her what you want.

Tell her.

I want to say good bye.

I'm not ready.

JONATHAN: Yes, you are.

You just proved that.

Karen, you're brilliant, all right,

and I've known this, and
I've never said it.

You're the most prepared
person that I've ever known.

If anyone's ready, you are.

I love you so much, Daddy.

ROBERT: Yes.

And if this is what you want...

you can say goodbye.

Thank you.

You know, I...

I just love

watching the day come on.

I always have.

And I... I see all of you,

and it's...

like... like a sunrise

I-I'll watch over
and over and over.

Yeah.

Feel like I've never
asked any questions,

and now I have so many.

Ask 'em. I'll answer 'em.

When we were kids...

Mambo Bob?

He can dance?

It's true.

Ah, it's true.

No, it's not.

Hey, tell them it's true.

Yes, it is. He could dance.

I'm Mambo Bob.

- Yeah.

You never seen me mambo?

No.

How are we doing today?

A fine morning, Doc.

It's a beautiful day.

Yes.

And you're ready?

KAREN:
You took such great care of him.

You both did. I'm so sorry.

You have nothing to feel sorry for.

- What if we just...
- Shh!

No.

ROBERT: I love you.

You're my everything.

You always have been,

and you always will be.

You made my life sing.

Thanks, Doc.

You're a great son.

RACHEL: What if we had just...

ROBERT: Shh! Come here.

Come here.

I love you.

ROBERT: I love you.

You are my everything.

What will I do, Robert?

Everything you couldn't
do in the last 12 years.

You go someplace warm,

and you sit in the su...
in the sun,

and you find yourself.

You find someone to laugh with,

someone to love.

But I love you, Robert.

It's all...

We'll always have that,

always.

We've just begun the morphine,

and in a moment, I'm going to...

remove you from the respirator.

Are you comfortable, Mr. Weinstein?

DR. CRIER: You can hold his hands,

talk to him.

Rachel, I'm gonna slide by
you just for a second, okay?

And you're sure, Robert?

Yeah.

No, no, no. No.

No, I... I want to see...

It has been such a pleasure
and an honor knowing you,

and I'm gonna miss you so much.

Thank you, Doc.

Are you going somewhere?

I love you.

I love you.

DR. CRIER: Okay.

It's okay.

I love you.

Forgive me.

- We love you.
- Dad.

I love you.

I'm so sorry.

I'll make you proud
someday. I promise.

- I love you.
- I love you.

JONATHAN:
Gonna make you proud, Dad, I swear.

You watch over me, okay?

Make sure I don't screw up.

John, sing to me.

I can't.

Sing to me.

RACHEL: It's okay.

♪ Lullaby ♪

RACHEL: It's all right.

♪ Say good night ♪

♪ All is right ♪

♪ Go to sleep ♪

RACHEL: It's okay.

JONATHAN: I love you.

RACHEL: It's all right.

It's gonna be okay.

It's all right.

♪ They will speak of my father ♪

♪ When he's not around ♪

♪ You'll be hearing his voice ♪

♪ Like you're hearing it now ♪

♪ And I'll be the son ♪

♪ With his father's books and gun ♪

♪ And his breath inside my lungs ♪

♪ His words upon my tongue ♪

♪ I'm gonna let myself
just fall apart ♪

♪ I'm gonna let myself
just fall apart ♪

♪ Something older must end ♪

♪ Something new will start ♪

♪ I'm gonna let myself
just fall apart ♪

♪ To the beautiful girl ♪

♪ That will never give up ♪

♪ And said thanks to the world ♪

♪ In spite of her love ♪

♪ And what has begun ♪

♪ Cannot be undone ♪

♪ Like a bell that has rung ♪

♪ For my beloved one ♪

♪ I want to let myself
just fall apart ♪

♪ I'm gonna let myself
just fall apart ♪

♪ Something old must end ♪

♪ And something new will start ♪

♪ I'm gonna let myself
just fall apart ♪

♪ La da la ♪

♪ La da da ♪

♪ La da da ♪

♪ La da la da la da la da ♪

♪ La da da ♪

♪ La da la ♪

♪ La da la ♪

♪ La da la da la da la da ♪

♪ La da la ♪

- ♪ Ohh ♪

♪ La la la la la la la la... ♪

♪ To the beautiful girl ♪

♪ La la la... ♪

♪ To the beautiful girl ♪

♪ La la la la la la la la... ♪

♪ And I will speak of my father ♪

♪ La la la... ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ When he's not around ♪

♪ La la la da ♪

♪ And I will speak like my father ♪

♪ When he's not around ♪

♪ You'll be hearing his voice ♪

♪ Like you're hearing it now ♪

♪ And I'll be the son ♪

♪ With his father's
books and guns ♪

♪ His breath inside my lungs ♪

♪ His words upon my tongue ♪

♪ I'm gonna let myself
just fall apart ♪

♪ I'm gonna let myself
just fall apart ♪

♪ Ah, something old must end ♪

♪ And something new must start ♪

♪ I'm gonna let myself
just fall apart ♪

♪ I don't want to fall apart ♪

♪ La la la... ♪

♪ Oh, but I'm gonna fall apart ♪

♪ La la la la... ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ La la la ♪

♪ La la la... ♪

♪ But I'm gonna fall apart ♪

♪ Oh, I will speak like my father ♪

♪ When he's not around ♪

♪ You'll be hearing his voice ♪

♪ Like you're hearing it now ♪

♪ Oh, to the beautiful girl ♪

♪ Swore as he'd go ♪

♪ That I will make him proud ♪

♪ But it's a long run ♪

♪ Oh, look at me now ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ La la la la... ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ La la la... ♪

♪ I will make him proud ♪

♪ La da la da... ♪

♪ La da la da... ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ La da la ♪

♪ La da la da... ♪

♪ Ohh ♪