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- Woman: Just... - Man: Good to come in now?

- Woman: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. - Man: Thank you.

Woman: Do you need anything before we get started?

- Man: No, I think I'll be okay. - Woman: Yeah, good?

- Man: Yeah, thank you. - Woman: Evan, you're good?

- Evan: Yeah. - Woman: Yeah. Okay.

Man: You okay to start?

Evan: Yeah, whenever. (breathing deeply)

Man: It's nice to see you. You look good.

Evan: Do I? (laughing)

Man: So, before we get into the new stuff,

I thought we could talk about what happened.

Evan: On the record?

Man: I-I can't tell this story without the old one.

Evan: All right, uh... What do you wanna know?

(Peaches' "Rock Show" playing)

# Rock Show #

# You came to hear it #

# You came to sneer it #

# You came to do it all #

# Do you wanna get it for credit it? #

# Forget it, don't bet it, call in the medic #

# He's pathetic, you've gotta let it go #

# Let's go #

# Rock show #

# Come on! #

# Rock show #

# You came to see a rock show #

# This ain't a fuckin' talk show #

# You came to see it all #

# Rock show, let's go #

# Rock show #

# Let's go, rock show #

# Let's go, rock show #

# Come on! #

Man: So, tell me about Emmett Lake.

Evan: I fucking hated Emmett Lake.

Moving on.

Man: Was it that bad?

Evan: Yeah, it was Emmett Lake, but, um, I had Isis.

Man: Mm, mm-hm, she was the one who taught you guitar.

Evan: Yeah, she... she taught me a lot of things.

(quietly strumming on guitar)

Isis: Now, play me an A.

Okay. Okay, remember.

It's one, two, three.

Play me an A.

- (chords twanging) - (Evan laughing)

You said you practised.

Evan: I practised. I swear.

- No, you didn't. - Yes, I did.

(strumming guitar loudly, strings twanging)

(both laughing)

- Is that good? - Yeah, it's really good.

I love you, Ice.

I love you more.

(playing classical piece on the piano quietly)

- Evan: Hey, Ice. - What are you doing?

- Evan: It's time. - What?

What is it time for?

Evan: It's time to play some real music.

My name is Evan Strocker,

and... we're about to record

our first single ever.

# I loved you because you were all that I knew #

# I loved how you looked with the sun goin' down #

# But you never let me grow in the way that a true lover... #

Man: So, that first song, you wrote that for Isis?

Evan: With Ice.

Man: And... and your drummer, um?

Evan: Angus. He hated that song.

- Evan: Uh, but, Coco... - Man: Great fuckin' bassist.

Evan: ...yeah, she liked it,

and since Angus wanted to have sex with Coco

more than he wanted to hate the song...

(laughing)

# ...like you needed me #

# You wanted to press pause at the part where I loved you #

# You wanted me to be here and never be free #

# But no one is the same now or ever #

# And nothin' here can hold up the size of my heart #

# So one more night of holding you close #

# Then it's time for the story of our lives to start #

(grunting)

(Thrush Hermit's "From The Back of The Film" plays distantly)

I didn't even know I liked you.

Oh, I always kinda liked you.

Ah!

Don't get any ideas just 'cause we're in a band.

Hm? Think we're gonna be any good?

(sighing) Hold that thought. Hold that thought.

Okay, I'll be waiting.

Angus: Ho!

Oh, don't mind me.

Evan: What'd you think?

Yeah, it didn't totally suck.

Evan: What are you talking about, dude?

We rocked.

(sucking teeth)

What?

Evan, don't take this the wrong way, man,

but if we're serious about this, we need another guitar player.

We have a guitar player.

Angus: No, we don't. Not like this.

- "This" being? - My brother.

Evan: (laughing) Lugh?

Your brother Lugh?

Angus, no offence. Isn't he kind of--

- Angus: Isn't he kind of what? - You know...

Wow. Okay.

Didn't take you two for the judgey types.

(scoffing)

# If I were fearless I'd take a bullet #

# And impress my fri-- #

(amp buzzing)

(Coco clearing throat)

(amp hums louder)

(playing guitar beautifully)

Holy shit.

- Lugh. - (continues playing)

- Angus: Lugh! - (playing guitar beautifully)

Angus: Lugh!

Do you wanna be in a band?

Lugh: Why do I have to change my clothes?

'Cause you're gonna be in a band.

Not just any band.

The coolest fuckin' band in the world.

Isis: Yeah, it's just like a style upgrade.

Evan: Halloween colours, I don't know if that's the vibe.

(laughing) Halloween? Uh, no, what's that?

You have the pastel. The.. the... that one, yeah.

(The Hidden Cameras' "Smells like Happiness" plays)

- You want me to put it on? - Evan: Yeah.

# ..with a parade and a song #

# Ooh-ah #

Well, now I can't see.

Whoa. You really can't see.

Isis: It's looking really good.

Evan: We're gonna have to lose the pants.

Isis: Different pants for sure.

Isis: Look. Lookit already.

It's a new man emerging.

I have one more thing.

- Isis: You all good? - Evan: Yeah.

- (door opening) - Evan. Sorry.

- (sighs) Dad, fuck. Jesus. - Dad: Sorry, sorry.

- Shoulda knocked. - (door closing)

(sighing) Get me the fuck outta here.

- Isis: Okay, are you ready? - Evan: Mm.

(tools buzzing)

Dad?

Um, I'm just lookin' for the extension cable.

(sighing)

The band's comin' over to practise.

Uh, not today, okay?

- Yeah, but-- - If you don't mind.

Just this once.

It's just it's Tuesday, and the band, we always--

Get what you want? (sniffing)

Yeah, maybe...

maybe this time Evan doesn't get his own way

without a thought for anyone else.

(sniffing) That's right.

Lugh: Coco, for real?

- Evan: What? - (others laughing)

Angus: Oh, yeah. Do it up.

- Lugh: Oh, my God. - (others laughing)

- Fuck Emmett Lake! Am I right? - Evan: Fuck Emmett Lake.

- Cheers to that. - Isis: Fuck you, Emmett Lake.

Cheers to that. We doin' practice at yours now?

- Yep. - Coco: Mm.

Yeah, but we gotta name this band, guys.

Right, okay, well, let's brainstorm somethin'.

Uh, somethin' that separates us from other bands I think.

- "The Other"? - "The Others"?

- "The Othered." - That's not bad.

- Fuckin' dykes! - Fuckin freaks!

Hey, fuck you, hicks, eh? Eat shit.

- Oh, fuck you, pussy. - Fuck you.

- Coco: Asshole. - (bottle breaking)

"Freak Dykes"?

Yeah, I'm dying to be in a band called "The Freak Dykes."

(laughing)

I'm just leaning in. Ideas welcome.

"Differently."

Isis: Differently what?

Uh... I don't know. Just Differently.

So, an adverb as a band name?

- How 'bout "The Abnormals"? - We're not punk.

- (mumbling) - How about "The Post Normals"?

"The New Normal"?

Evan: Wait.

#

Coco.

Bass.

- You're-- you're doing this? - Evan: Yeah, I'm doin' this.

- Okay, Angus. Drums.

Evan: Prove it. (laughing)

I'm Lugh. I hold the guitar.

- Coco: Mm. - Angus: Yeah, you do, bro.

Isis, voice and keys.

- (both laughing) - I'm Evan.

Lead vocals.

#

We are..

All: ...The New Normals!

One, two, one, two, three, go.

(Veal's "I Hate Your Lipstick" plays)

# Well, I hate your lipstick, I hate your lipstick #

# Because it covers your mouth up #

# So I can't kiss it #

# When I'm walkin' with you #

(laughing)

# Los Angeles or Sausalito #

# I want the whole world to know #

# That I belong to you #

# But I can't do nothin' #

(laughing)

# Except for holdin' your hand #

# Like I'm your brother or a gay friend #

# But I'm not your man #

# 'Cause I hate your lipstick #

Angus: Ice cream and cruise tickets?

(all laughing)

# 'Cause I hate your lipstick #

I don't know. He's... Angus got me drunk.

Evan: Buddy went hard last night.

I'm not drinking again.

Evan: Eat Up.

(sighing deeply) Last time in my life.

Angus: A little pit stop.

# Well, we go and see a rock band #

# Double-O Five J Bond #

# All the boys are lookin' at you #

# Because they want you too #

Angus: There she is.

Loadin' up for the big show tonight.

# And I puff my chest out #

Man: So, when did you realize all of this was bigger

than Emmett Lake?

Evan: We didn't.

You know, I always saw Isis as my ticket out of there.

She was moving to the city for school and I was going with her.

Man: Mm, so the band almost broke up then?

Evan: Yeah, that was supposed to be it for us.

Last show ever. It's gonna be frickin' rager.

Yeah, this guy's breakin' up the band to go to the big city,

spend all of his time with his girlfriend.

- Huh? - Evan: Yeah.

# ...covers your mouth up #

# So I can't kiss it... #

# Woo! #

(people chattering)

Angus: Here he is.

Bro, you okay?

- (clearing throat) - Huh?

Yeah, no, I'm great. You're good, yeah?

Look, man. Nothing's forever, buddy.

- Come on. - Stop, stop!

You're bein' a little buzzkill. Ya little buzzkill.

Coco: Ooh! Hello, motherfuckers.

Okay. Hey, easy, babe.

Mm. (giggling)

What? It's grad.

Yeah, it's not your grad though.

Yeah, but I'm in a grad mood.

- Uh-huh. - You know what we should do?

- What's that? - We should go fuck in the loft.

But we're on in like five minutes.

Yeah, you're a two-minute man.

- Coco: What? - (people chattering)

Hey! There he is!

Emmett Lake's latest high school grad.

The town is simply bursting with pride.

Took you long enough, buddy.

Well, Isis made me.

Oh, an extra semester? Yeah, you're welcome.

Now, you're off to the big 'shmoke'.

You find your people, seek your fortune,

leave your friends.

Coco, can we not do this here?

Just sayin' hello to the elephant in the room.

Evan: What "elephant in the room"?

We've been talking about this for like a month.

Lugh, you ready to kill this?

I'm not the one killing anything.

Hello, hello, hello.

Hey, uh...

Just wanted to thank y'all

for comin' out to see Evan and Isis off.

Uh... Evan has graduated.

(sniffing) Better late than never.

- (laughing) - (swigging beer loudly)

Anyway...

Evan is, uh,

well, he's goin' off to the big city and Evie's--

--Evan.

Evan is going off to the big city...

...and, uh, you know, I'm not losin' a son.

I'm gainin' a spare room.

- Angus: (forced laugh) Hey! - (mumbling)

Gary Strocker, ladies and gentlemen.

Gary, uh... you gonna leave my dad

holdin' your fifth beer of the night all night tonight,

or what?

Hey, a round of applause. Gary.

(weak applause)

Okay, uh, everybody, who's ready to dance?

(cheering and applause)

- Girl: New Normals! - Girl 2: New Normals!

Woman: Yeah, New Normals!

What song are we playing?

- Who are we, Lugh? - We're The New Normals.

Evan: One, two, three, four.

(playing The Pixies' "Here Comes Your Man")

# Outside there's a box car waitin' #

# Outside the family stew #

# Out by the fire breathing #

# Outside we wait #

# 'Til face turns blue #

# I know the nervous walkin' #

# I know the dirty beard hangs #

Drunk Jock: Hell of a day, boys!

(beer bottle smashing)

# Out by the box car waitin' #

# Take me away to nowhere plains #

Woo-hoo-hoo!

# So long, so long #

# You'll never wait so long #

- (beer bottles smashing) - (all grunting in unison)

# Here comes your man #

# Here comes your man #

(grunting in unison)

- (screaming and cheering) - Let's go!

Evan: Hey, hey, hey! This isn't a Limp Bizkit show!

No shit! It's a concert. Keep playing!

(hicks laughing)

Why don't you fuck off where you came from, you dumb cock?

Why don't you shut up and play, dyke?

Hey, I'm fuckin' talkin' to you.

What the fuck did you just say?

Hey, what the fuck was that?

(all yelling)

Fuck off!

- You fucking asshole! - (everyone yelling)

- Eat shit! - (bottle smashing)

- (people screaming) - Lugh: Fuck! Ah, my eye!

Isis: Oh, my God! Lugh, are you okay?

Get the fuck out of here! Get the fuck out!

Always fucking ruining everything!

- Isis: Lugh! - Evan: Hey, I'm here.

Isis and Evan: You're okay. It's gonna be okay.

Angus: We're not fuckin' finished, you assholes!

Get back here!

(breathing heavily and groaning)

- Evan: You gotta stay still. - I think I'm gonna be blind.

No, you got you-- Ice, hurry up!

Isis: We're almost there.

(panting) Don't leave me here.

Don't leave me here.

(whimpering)

Don't leave me here.

(tires squealing)

(parking brake cranking)

- Okay. - (door sliding open)

What's he gonna do when we're gone?

He's got Angus. They've got the store.

They're all set.

Hey. You have some blood on you.

Yeah, there was a lot.

So what is this town gonna do without its only two queers?

(laughing) I'm excited to no longer care.

Yeah.

Do you ever worry that the city will change us?

Oh, God I hope so.

No, not us.

- You know what I mean. - Not really.

I mean, we don't really know what we don't know here.

We're not gonna be the only weirdos there.

- Right. - I love that.

What if we meet other people?

Ice, there's no one like you.

Come here.

- (doors opening) - Fuckin' shit show!

- How is he? - Um, getting stitches.

Doctors say he'll be okay. Just a lot of blood.

Are you guys okay?

Well, we had to fuckin' walk here.

But it wasn't too bad. Coco backed me up.

We woulda fucked up those dumb-ass hicks

if your dad hadn't stepped in.

My girl.

What a shitty way to end it.

Hear me out.

Why does this have to be the end?

Uh, well, for one, you and Isis are moving away.

You actually wanna stay in this stupid shit-town after that?

Coco: Fuck no!

But, like,

you guys made it pretty obvious that we weren't invited.

Okay, but that's what I'm saying. What if you were?

- Is that what you're saying? - I feel like it is.

Angus: Look, Evan, you know realistically

most high school bands never actually make it anywhere.

- Right? - Coco: Yeah, except Radiohead.

The Cure, Green Day... U2.

- Lugh, Lugh! - Coco: There's a few.

- Coco: Lugh! - Angus: Oh, my fucking God!

- Your fuckin' eye, man. - Yeah.

- Holy shit, get in. - Easy, easy, I'm on drugs.

Oh, nice. What kind of drugs are you on?

Sorry. (grunting)

- Angus: Lugh? - Yeah?

I'm so fucking sorry, man.

If didn't jump in there like that they never would've

fuckin' thrown that bottle in your fuckin' eye.

It's... if they didn't throw the bottle,

I probably wouldn't be goin' to Toronto with Evan and Ice.

Huh? Wait. What?

Uh, Lugh's coming with us.

We never talked about this.

Yeah, since when?

Sixty-three minutes ago.

(others laughing)

So?

Look, guys. I got a job here.

Dad owns the store, Angus. It's not going anywhere, man.

- Yeah, I'm fuckin' in. - (laughing) Yeah.

- City's gonna love us. - You're fuckin' right it is.

Come on, Angus. Baby, let's go to Toronto!

- Evan: Come on! - Coco: Let's do it.

- Come to Toronto! - Okay, guys.

So long as this band makes a little bit of fuckin' money.

- Yeah! (yelling) - (Evan laughing)

(The Dinner is Ruined's "Ray Charles Kinda Party" plays)

# A party for one and all #

# It's gonna be a Ray Charles kinda party #

# Everyone gonna have a ball #

- Angus: Pass me that, captain. - Here.

Joyce: I think this is very impulsive.

You knew I was goin' with Isis.

Not to become a rock star. How realistic is that?

But you won't have to drive me to Toronto all the time anymore.

Honey, that's never been a chore.

- I can bike to the Clarke. - Hi, Joyce.

- Hey, Joyce. - Hey, girls.

And if this band thing falls through, what then?

I don't know, Mom. I'll become a brain surgeon.

I haven't thought that far ahead yet.

Angus: All right.

Well, this is the last of it. All done after this.

You kids take care of each other.

- We will. - Yeah?

Is, uh, Dad coming?

Gary!

- Cue the awkward goodbye. - Yeah.

Joyce: Okay.

Bye.

- I love you so much. - I love you too.

- Be careful. - Mm-hm.

I will. Bye, Mom.

Bye. Call me.

- Angus: Let's go! - Coco: Go!

Evan: Lugh, really? (laughing)

Lugh: It's important for our story.

And that's when they got the fuckin' fuck

out of Emmett Lake!

(cheering)

ALL: Toronto! Toronto!

Toronto!

(Gentleman Reg's "The Boyfriend Song" plays)

# Boyfriend, boyfriend #

(Evan singing Pixies' "Here Comes Your Man")

# ...Land that's fallin' down #

# There is a wait so long #

# So long, so long #

Evan: I spy with my little eye...

- Angus: Uh-huh. - Evan: ...something tall.

Angus: Okay. Is it a tree?

Evan: Yes.

Angus: Hey, Lugh, how much can you spy back there

with your one little eye?

(others laughing)

Do you know how big space is? Like, space is...

- Coco: Totally! - ...space is ever-expanding.

Angus: Did you just say I didn't see that?

Then why are you saying "no" to my theory about aliens?

# I ain't got no boyfriend #

# I ain't got no money #

# But I gotta get my boyfriend back #

Radio DJ: The dance tunes are crankin'.

And someone needs a spankin'.

(Jet Fuel's "Hang On Here We Go" plays)

#

# Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey #

# Friday night #

# DJ puts me under his spell #

# His needle cuts me free from the inside out #

# Rhythm makes me out of my shell #

(breathily) Thanks for calling 5-5-5-LUST.

My name is Destiny. What's your name?

Oh, Dave.

Dave is such a sexy name.

Dave, can you guess what I'm wearing?

(giggling) Oh, wow, Dave.

If you don't mind I forgot to wear panties.

Yes, keep talking to me about what you wanna do to me.

Mm-hm, what a naughty boy.

I am so wet I just... I have to touch myself.

Can you hear that, Dave?

- I'm so wet for you. - (food squelching)

Mm! Oh, I'm so wet.

I'm so wet.

Man: So, you land in Toronto 2001.

Evan: Yeah, and I was so in love with it.

I mean, it was the first time I ever felt like

I was where I was supposed to be.

Man: It must've been nice not to be the only trans guy

in the room for once.

Evan: Yeah, I mean, you really made your rounds.

I feel like you were at every show I was at.

Man: Yeah, I remember you telling me about your band,

but you never seemed to play.

- Angus: Hey! - You supposed to be at work?

Angus: Where do you think I'm goin'?

- See ya later? - Yeah, bud.

# Don't go home #

Uh-huh. Oh, that's so hot.

You like talking dirty?

Oh, yeah, Dave! Are you a naughty boy?

Yeah, you're a naughty boy. (moaning)

Dave! Oh, my God!

(feigning orgasm)

Dave! Ah!

Ah, thanks so much for calling, Dave.

You have a good day now, bye.

- (Coco scoffing) - Busy day at the office?

Fifteen minutes, 50 bucks, can't complain.

Evan: I'm in the wrong line of work.

What are you guys doin' tonight?

Ted's. What about you guys?

Angus wants to talk about band shit.

You should come with us.

- (all cheering) - (glasses clinking)

Evan: Back then, we were workin' four days a week

and still makin' rent, and we were able to party every night,

and so that's... so that's what we did.

Man: Right, yeah.

A great way for a band to avoid getting shit done.

Evan: Mm, it was a great way to avoid a lot of things.

Coco: Oh, fuck! I love this song!

(CUB's "Freaky" plays) # If I run around all day #

# Who are you to say, baby? #

# Let's play house #

# And if I run around all night #

# If I run around all day #

# Who are you to say it, baby? #

# Let's play house, Let's play house #

(couples moaning)

# Let's play house, Let's play house... #

(couples moaning)

(both couples moaning, thumping)

Ah! Yeah, that's it.

(Coco moaning)

Stealth mode.

That wasn't me.

- (Coco moaning) - (thumping)

(both laughing)

- Angus: Fuck yeah! - (moaning)

(both panting and thumping)

Coco: Mm, yeah! Fuck yeah!

There's no such thing as silent sex, you guys!

(moaning) One day we'll have walls, Lugh.

Right, maybe one day we'll actually practise

- and write songs. - Fuckin' go to sleep, Lugh.

Lugh: No, it's just like you're fucking and partying

all the time, just partying and fucking!

Oh, get your fuckin' popcorn out.

No, but, honestly, what did we come here honestly to do?

Because I thought we came here to be a band.

Evan: We are a band, Lugh.

No, actually, we're fucking roommates who jam

when you're not too busy with other shit.

Coco: What are you talking about?

Who's too busy?

Okay, you want this to be my fault, Lugh?

Guess what, I'm not the only one here with a life.

Does anyone else wanna blame me?

Coco?

I'm too drunk to participate meaningfully

in this conversation... So, no.

Angus: Yeah, Ice, in fairness to Lugh,

you guys aren't really in it.

It's not just us. You all have jobs.

Yeah, fuckin' day jobs, Ice, okay?

I'm ready to go after busting my ass all day.

I came here to get a degree.

I'm not gonna apologize for that.

So what'd you come here for, Evan?

What the fuck, Lugh? We're all drinking it in.

It's a gestation period.

You know, artists have to live first, then create.

Not the other way around.

Right, so artists who don't make art

are still artists, or did I miss that?

Coco: Burn.

Yeah, it's a bunch of bullshit, Evan.

I'll be honest.

Okay, okay, okay. Well, we need direction.

Uh, we actually need someone to take the lead.

We can do that.

How 'bout we set aside one night a week for band practice?

One night!? For our old material.

He's right again. Who's writing the songs?

Me and Ice.

- I mean, yeah, after finals. - Yeah, next month.

Why don't you try writing some songs, Lugh?

Like, I mean, I don't wanna hold anyone back.

Oh, okay, so now we're fuckin' quittin'.

Is that what's happenin', okay?

No, that's not what I'm saying! I'm saying that

you guys can start and I'll jump in whenever I can.

I mean there's literally nothing stopping you.

Coco: Okay, wow. Okay, woo.

Good talk.

Uh, so to recap, Evan's gonna be in charge

and then Isis is gonna come in when she can

and then just tell us all it's shit.

Great.

I'm gonna go pass the fuck out now

and I'll see you guys at band practice.

Mm.

Evan: (sighing) Great, guess this is my fucking problem now.

Angus: You good? You sure?

All right, bro. Have a good night, okay?

- Coco: Hey, man. - Angus: I'm comin'.

(Coco giggling)

(Angus and Coco groaning)

You know I didn't mean that, right?

I've never written anything without you.

You've started things by yourself.

I feel like I can't write here.

I can't even hear myself think here.

Everything's so fucking overloaded--

You can write about that.

Are you sure that's okay with you?

I trust you.

You know I love you, right?

I love you more.

No, you don't.

(Stars' "Liar" playing in background)

- You okay? - Yeah.

Yeah, I'm good.

#

Lugh: What is that?

Songs.

You're really doin' it, huh?

Yeah, I guess.

Without Ice?

(quietly) # We possess a weapon that's deadly #

# Looks like two lovers and it sounds like a song #

Evan: See you at home, okay?

(quietly) # You're amazin' #

# Everythin' and nothin' #

# Oh-oh, yeah #

# Everythin' and nothin' #

# Mm-mm #

Sorry. Makin' art.

Wow. One little talk.

Well, it's somethin'. Do you wanna flesh it out?

- I have my night class. - Right.

- Maybe later. - Yeah, okay.

# ...changes its mind #

# We are... we are nothin' #

# And we are nothin' and everythin' #

# Wanting changes its mind #

# We are nothin' #

# And everythin' #

Billie: So, how's a girl from Emmett Lake

get a name like "Isis"?

Oh, um, from a mom who gave up archeology for love.

(both laughing)

And what does Isis do when she's not pulling straight A's?

(laughing) My partner and I have a band.

Mm, that's too bad.

Not the band part.

Yeah, Billie, for clarity,

I... I am in a committed relationship.

As are we all. Until we're not.

No, this is different. Evan and I, we--

Evan?

- Really? - Yeah, he's trans.

Oh? Wow.

- Okay. - Yeah.

You are getting more interesting by the second.

- (laughing) - We have to start hanging out.

Like, right now.

Well, actually, I have to get home.

- Right. - Mm-hm.

Yeah, course, you've gotta stand by that man.

- No, stop. - (both laughing)

Isis: Maybe just one drink.

# Split lips and bleeding palms #

# Saw you skatin' 'cross the pond #

# The ice was thin, shadows long #

# I see you in the mirror #

# And I see you in the light #

# Always scratchin' at my door #

# Whisperin' a language that I never heard before #

# Mm #

(Lugh strumming)

Keep going.

# Mm-mm #

# So if our lips met #

# Into the deep end, every step #

And up to G, A minor.

# Always too much in my mind #

(Evan and Lugh singing over tape recorder)

# Let's live and die in this love #

# Warning changes its mind #

# It wants too much but not enough #

# Too much but not enough #

# Wanting changes its mind #

# It wants too much but not enough #

# Always too much #

# And I know #

(Lugh humming)

# You never loved us the way we loved you #

# If you don't know the words then you can't sing along #

# We possess a weapon that's deadly #

# Looks like two lovers #

# And it sounds like a song #

Angus: I didn't say I want to!

Coco: I'm not going back there, Angus.

Yeah, okay, well, you didn't just get the fuckin' shit

kicked outta you by some yuppie fuckheads, okay?

- You started it! - I was defending you, CC!

- I asked you not to! - Yeah, well, people--

I didn't want you to!

People in Emmett Lake wouldn't treat us like this, okay?

- Evan: Are you going home? - Angus: No.

Well, you just yelled about it in the street for five minutes.

I'm not going home, Angus.

Coco: I'm not either.

I didn't say I want to. I was under fuckin' duress.

Good, 'cause, while you kids were out fighting...

(tape player playing song Evan and Lugh singing)

# Wanting changes its mind #

What is this?

# It wants too much, but not enough #

This is you guys?

# Too much but not enough, wanting changes its mind #

# It wants too much but not enough #

Are you fucking kidding?

# Always too much #

- Where's Ice? - I don't know.

You wanna flesh it out?

Yeah! Yeah, Lughie boy!

# The consequence of longing #

# Is loving all the pain #

# We both know that it's true, but we do it all again #

# I know one thing, I want you #

# And I want you to want me #

# Come closer and I'll tell the secret #

# That'll set us free #

# I feel you right behind me #

# A burning question with no plan #

# You speak in double tongues that I'll never understand #

# So let's dive in this love #

# Oh, into the deep end #

# Of this love #

# Wanting changes its mind #

# We are too much and not enough #

# Too much but not enough #

# Wanting changes its mind #

# We had too much and not enough #

# We're too much and not enough #

- Babe! - Coco: Ice!

- Angus: Yo, jump in. - Coco: Got a new song for you.

Yeah, let me just put my stuff down.

- From the top? - Evan: Yeah, yeah.

Uh, one, two, three, four.

Okay, you literally ordered me to write something by myself.

I know.

But, uh, you didn't.

You wrote it with Lugh.

And it was great. I don't see the problem.

"Desire changes its mind"?

Is that about us?

Not everything that passes through my brain is about us.

You said you'd wait.

I have more and it needs the Isis touch.

The Isis touch.

(both laughing)

- Okay? - Yeah.

(whispering)

Come here.

So, listen, I'm thinking we need like three more songs

to make a solid demo.

So, if you can, you know, get on that, that'd be great.

Yeah, I mean, my days are clear.

What about work?

- Um, I quit my job. - Angus: Oh, okay.

- You did? - Yeah.

Coco: Fuck yeah, dude.

I mean, we're doin' this, right?

- Coco: Yeah. - Lugh: For lunch, an apple.

Okay, so I'm thinkin' at the beginning it's like...

(vocalizing) ...the bass...

(vocalizing)

...guitar's like... (vocalizing)

What are you wearing today, Matt?

Matt (on phone): (whispering) Pants.

Mm-hm, oh, are you gonna take it off for me?

Oh, Matt. Tell me what you're wearing.

# Do you remember the day I told you #

# You got a revolutionary heart? #

That's so funny.

Oh, you wanna know what I'm wearing?

# ...we would never ever be apart? #

Oh, I wore something extra special for you, Matt.

(laughing)

# I wore something extra special for you, Matt #

# So special, so special #

# So special #

# Just for you Matt, so special #

Matt (on phone): Are you touching yourself?

Uh-huh, yeah.

I want credit on that!

# So, so, so special #

Oh, what are you wearing? Mm-hm...

# Told ya you got a revolutionary heart #

Coco: Mm! Yeah!

(Coco moaning)

# Do you remember the time you told me #

# We would never, ever be apart? #

- Lugh: Mm. - (Evan humming)

(Coco moaning)

Yeah! (moaning)

(Evan humming)

Mm-hm. Oh, talk to me.

What are you doing? Are you touching yourself?

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Keep on beatin' #

Coco: (yelling) Oh, yeah, yeah!

# Revolutionary heart #

Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah! Yeah, baby!

Talk to me. You're cumming?

- You're cumming? - Matt (on phone): Here I cum!

- Cum, cum, cum... (groaning) - Sing it for me, boys!

- Yeah! - (Matt orgasming)

# Do you remember the day I told you #

# You got a revolutionary heart? #

# Do you remember when you held me #

# And told me we would never, ever be apart? #

# Are you strong enough to carry the flame #

# Without settin' yourself on fire? #

Man: I never reviewed demos,

but, I would see you every weekend.

You would talk about your band. I was curious about you.

- Evan: And? - Man: Oh, you read the review.

- (both laughing) - Man: You can thank me now.

Evan: It was a great review. Thank you.

Man: You know I still have that demo.

Evan: You should hang onto it. It might be worth something.

(both laughing)

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Keep on beatin', beatin', beatin' #

# I wanna die with the sun in my eyes #

# And your name written... #

- Coco: Somewhere in Toronto. - (others laughing)

Coco: The date is... I don't know anymore... 2001

and The New Normals are comin' out with a CD.

- Evan: We're packin' records. - Isis: Mm-hm.

- Coco: Doin' our thing. - Evan: Packin' our demos.

Sending them off to record companies.

Coco: So, tell us.

One day they're gonna make a documentary about us.

Angus: Yeah, you're already doing it right now.

Coco: And they're gonna be like,

"This was the New Normals when they were little children,

basically."

Isis: Sorry, Lugh. It's Arsenal Records.

Coco: Lick it.

Mm!

- Last one! - Coco: Got it?

- This is the last one. - Last one.

- Last one! - Remedial Records, baby!

- Last one! - Last one, Remedial Records.

Yeah! Woo!

- New Normals! - On three.

All: One, two, three, New Normals!

Can we go the fuck to sleep now?

Did you mind if I put somethin' on, or...

(grunting)

# It's cold where we come from #

# Your lips and bleeding palms, saw you skating on the pond #

# The ice was thin and the shadows long #

# I can feel you near me #

# Always scratchin' at my door #

What do you think?

# Whisperin' a language that I've never heard before #

(both laughing)

- I feel like... - Hm?

...like I've barely scratched the surface.

Of being?

Anything.

I feel like the songs are coming easier to you now.

Just promise me something.

If something changes for you, about us,

you would tell me, right?

(cymbals crashing)

Booked us a gig.

# Tells you what you really want to know #

# Holding back the curtain... #

Why is everyone so quiet?

Huh? You all nervous?

No, no, no. There's like 20 people here.

- We're good. - Isis: Twenty opinions.

Yeah and they can tell two people, who tells two people,

and they tell two people, and, oh, my God!

Guys, what if we blow it?

I mean, fuck it, man. Who cares what they think?

Right? I mean, we... we know we're good.

All right, well, we should get out there.

- Where's Lugh? - Oh, shit. You're right.

Uh, I think he's in the shitter. Hang on.

Hey, Lugh, Lugh!

- Lugh! - Man: Piss off, dude.

Lugh you doin' drugs in there, bud?

- Yeah, I'm not in there. - Angus: Dude, what the fuck?

Ted wanted me to restock the beer fridges.

- What? - Put it down, man.

Get over here. Come on. Come on.

Just get over here.

- Let's go. - (all laughing)

- "Normals" on three! - One, two, three...

Normals!

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Keep on beatin', beatin' beatin', beatin' #

(crowd cheering)

Evan: This next one's called Goodbye Anthem.

I wrote it with the girl I love.

# I haven't had a dream in so long #

# 'Cause I don't fall asleep when I'm here #

# Baby, take my hand and let's run #

# Away from all the boredom and fear #

# You never loved us the way we loved you #

Man: I remember that show at Ted's.

Yeah, there was this, like...

drama up there.

# ...that's deadly, It looks like two lovers #

# And it sounds like a song #

Man: You could feel these threads of connection

and tension.

Yeah, I mean, it felt like something special was happening.

# This is it, this is it, this is it #

# This is the final farewell #

# This is it, this is it, this is it #

# It's real loud #

# And we've broken the spell #

# This is it, this is it, this is it #

# This is the final farewell #

(audience cheering and applauding)

(laughing)

(audience cheering and applauding)

- Angus: I guess we blew it. - Yeah!

(cheering)

- Billie: You guys! - Hi!

That was insane.

Billie, this is, um, Evan.

Evan, this is... it's Billie.

Who she never stops talking about.

- Beers? - Yes.

- She's cute. - Yeah, she's also gay.

So are you.

(yelling and laughing)

Oh, my God! That was amazing! My God.

Thank you. That's so sweet!

You said you were in a band.

You didn't tell me you were a rock star.

#

- Evan, right? - Yeah.

- Such a good show. - Thank you.

And such a good demo you sent in.

Malik Khan.

Angus: Well, hello, Malik Khan.

You're at the top of our list.

You got a minute to chat?

- Yeah. - Angus: Yeah.

- Yeah. - Malik: All right.

Man: Malik Khan signs you on your first show in Toronto.

I mean, do you have any concept of--

Evan: I know it's not supposed to be that easy.

It's... It's just what happened.

Coco: I wanna see it. I wanna see it.

Isis: Wait. I should get you with it.

- Angus: To Emmett Lake! - Isis: Oh!

All: To Emmett Lake!

- Coco: How are you feelin'? - (talking quickly)

- Hey, where are you goin'? - Is this thing on?

Hey, everyone! We... we...

See... see Lugh over there? That's my boy Lugh.

Drinks on him tonight, all right?

We just got a fucking record deal.

(all cheering)

(classical music playing)

(couples moaning)

Man: So, how'd it feel to be called a sex symbol?

Evan: (laughing) Um, unexpected.

Man: Yeah, but not unwanted.

Evan: People were telling me "no" my whole life,

and, you know, finally people were seeing me

and saying "yes."

Man: So you start saying "yes" back?

Evan: (sighing) I wanted to.

(couples moaning)

(Lugh yelling in pillow)

(both laughing)

What if we get famous?

Like famous-famous, or Canadian famous?

Whatever.

Recognized.

Treated differently.

What if it changes us?

Like as a band?

You wanna play Ted's Collision

for 40 people for the rest of our lives?

No. (chuckling)

- You want some water? - Uh-uh.

Okay.

Gary: Without a thought for anyone else...

- Evan. - Come on.

(Evan humming tune)

(Evan humming)

# You'll never love us #

# The way we loved you #

# If you don't know the words #

# Then you can't sing along #

# We possess a weapon that's deadly #

# Looks like two lovers and it sounds like a song #

(classical music playing)

Isis: If something changes for you, about us,

you would tell me, right?

Angus: Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah!

Here it is, guys.

- Coco: It's here. - Angus: Let's go!

- No, no, no, no, no, go. - I don't wanna--

Coco: Go! Right there beside Angus.

Drum roll please.

- (drum roll) - Drum roll, please.

Ooh-ho-ho! Look at that!

- (Coco giggling) - Hey, Ma.

It's your slack-jawed son

stockin' the shelves of his day job

with his own CD.

Coco: Smile. Try.

Yeah, he doesn't know how. Come on, come on.

Coco: Smile. Smile.

Okay, now, come here. Take it.

- We made it. - We made it, Mom.

We're stars.

Yeah, things are moving really fast now.

Mom (on phone): How are you gonna handle this with school?

I don't know.

I'll just have to figure out how to balance both.

- You know me, Mom. - Mom (on phone): How's Evan...

Uh, he's good. He's super stoked.

Mom (on phone): I ran into his mom at IGA

and he still hasn't told them about the CD.

- Isis: He hasn't? - Mom: No.

- Isis: Okay, I'll tell him. - Mom: Love you.

Isis: Love you too.

- What was that? - My mom saw your mom at IGA.

She didn't know about the CD.

Right, um...

You didn't talk to your parents?

No. No, I'm too busy.

You should talk to your mom at least.

Just call her right now.

No, no, I'll do it after I shower, okay?

Evan. Evan!

Okay. Fine.

(phone dialling)

(line ringing)

- Gary (on phone): Hello? - Hi, Dad.

Gary: Is, uh, is somethin' wrong?

Uh-uh. Everything's good.

Gary: Well, okay. Well, uh...

Well, your mom's out.

Evan: All right, well, I won't keep you.

Um, we have some news.

Gary: Yeah, we heard.

Evan: Okay, well, I'll send you a CD or something.

Gary: That'll make your mom happy.

So would comin' back to see her.

Mm, nope. Not comin' to Emmett Lake.

Gary: Well, it sounds like you got the life you wanted

down there.

Evan: Yep, I guess I do.

Gary: Good. Where's it go from here?

#

(car horns blaring)

- (grunting) - Hurry the fuck up, dude.

- We're gonna be late. - Coco: Ev, where we goin'?

- We're goin' to Massey Hall. - Coco: You fucking liar!

You told me you didn't fucking have any coke, you liar.

Fuck, dude!

This is why you have to do your own fucking drugs!

Coco: You always take my fucking drugs.

Can you drive faster? We're gonna be late.

Woman: Do you wanna get a little closer?

- Angus: New Normals, you ready? - Yeah, I'm fuckin' stoked.

But you're not as stoked as this guy, huh?

Stage Manager: Hey, 10 minutes 'til stage.

Coco: Anyone know where the fuck Isis is?

Evan: Being passive aggressive in the bathroom.

- (retching) - Angus: Oh, are you nervous?

Angus, I'm not in the fucking mood right now.

Angus: What? I thought you were a rock star.

Now, you can't handle your shit.

Angus, I'm fucking serious! I'm not in the mood right now!

- Angus: What? - (all yelling)

(audience cheering)

# Keep on beatin' #

# Keep on beatin', keep on beatin' #

# Beatin', beatin' #

# Beatin' #

# Ho, revolutionary heart #

# It's a revolutionary heart #

# It's a revolutionary heart #

# Ho, revolutionary heart #

# Ho! #

# Revolutionary heart #

# Keep on beatin', beatin', beatin', beatin' #

(audience cheering and applauding)

- Thank you! - Thank you!

Good night. We love you.

(audience cheering and applauding)

Hoo. Hoo!

(audience cheering and applauding)

(laughing)

- Woo! - (yelling)

Angus: That was fuckin' amazing, guys!

Fucking crazy!

- You were fuckin' amazing! - It's hot as fuck out there.

Evan: I can't believe how many fucking people there are.

Coco: Oh, dude.

Let's go back out there though. Let's go back.

- No, no, no, give it a second. - Encore, encore.

Isis: No, I hate it when bands make an audience earn an encore.

What are you talking about? They love it.

It's just cynical and entitled.

Crowd: Encore! Encore!

Uh, okay, no one's abusing their time here.

You know, this band has turned into such a cliché

since you took over.

Or am I the only one who's feeling that?

Evan: Okay, Isis, where the exact fuck

is that coming from?

No, no, no. Where's that coming--

- (audience cheering) - What was that?

Lugh: Let's go back out there.

(audience cheering, whistling, and applauding)

I'm gonna need a second.

(retching)

- Fuck! - Babe, are you okay?

- What's goin' on? - Fuck.

(audience cheering and applauding)

Hi, you guys! (laughing)

Was that the appropriate amount of time

to keep you waiting?

(crowd cheering)

Let's make it worth the wait.

Who wants to hear some real music?

(cheering)

(playing classical piano concerto)

Is there something you gotta tell me?

No. I don't want to talk about it right now.

Well, I want to talk about it.

No. I don't. Piss off, Angus.

What the fuck is going on?

(continues playing concerto)

#

Malik: What do you think?

I think I want to work with them.

Do you think they'll want to work with me?

(cork popping)

- Coco: Woo! - Angus: All right. Let's go.

- Coco: Oh, no. - (chattering)

Malik: Pass it down. Pass it down, everybody.

Please guys, sit, sit.

What do you think, Evan?

- It's pretty glam. - Woman: Very.

Coco: I think it looks kinda cool.

Isis: For our first video, I'm not sure it's us.

What do you mean by that, Isis?

I guess not looking like a packaged,

commercialized version of an indie band.

No problem. Just a first set of ideas.

So, you see yourselves as an anti-corporate indie band?

Sort of lo-fi,

anti-fashion, DIY grunge holdouts?

Sure. Not that we're into labels.

Because this kind of glamour makes you feel uncomfortable?

Glamour's mostly a tool used to commodify people.

Glamour can also reveal who you really are.

This is getting weird.

I mean, it's just a music video.

It's just a music video if all you want out of it

is to look like every other indie band

pretending like they don't want to be rock stars.

Look. You didn't call yourselves the Normals.

You're the New Normals.

Front and center, you have a gorgeous transsexual

and lesbian queer couple.

How many bands can say that?

Next to them, hot-as-fuck bass player

in love with a drummer

who looks like he just stepped out of a cage fight.

And, like, the ghost at this double wedding,

a cool-as-fuck guitarist

who just floated off the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel.

Trust me when I say no one has seen anything like you.

But...

...no one is actually going to see it

unless you're willing to show them.

My question is what are you so afraid of.

# So, let's dive in this love #

# Oh #

# Into the deep end of this love #

Cut.

Moving on to singles.

Evan?

Is it just me,

or does she really like giving him direction?

Oh, it looks good on him.

(sighing)

You look nauseous. Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Isis: Are you sure?

Yeah. I don't know why everyone keeps on asking me that.

Does Angus know?

(sighing)

Yeah. He wants to keep it.

Do you?

With a guy who can't go a week

without getting into a street brawl?

I don't think so.

- Does he know that? - Hey, babe.

You need to stay hydrated, okay?

How you feeling?

You doing all right?

Ready for my close-up.

Angus: Okay.

Yeah. Unless Evan's the only one getting those today.

Hey-hey-hey, rock star.

Thank you.

Isis: That felt like the longest day of my life.

Evan: I feel like it went by pretty quick.

Anyone want to go to Ted's?

What, after an 18-hour shoot?

Angus: I think I got to get this girl home.

No. I'm not tired.

Angus: Oh, yeah?

Okay. Fine. Bed.

Okay.

All right. Have fun, kids.

Don't do any drugs without me.

- Go ahead if you want. - Coco: Bye.

Drinks?

Yeah.

Evan: Cheers to breaking in after hours.

(sighing)

(chuckling) What?

What?

Just thinking about the time that you and Isis made me cool.

You were already cool.

We just got you to dress the part.

Changed my life.

Hmm. Yeah. The band changed all our lives.

It's about to change again.

Does that freak you out?

(tumbler rattling on table)

No.

But Isis is pissed the band's about you now.

(chuckling) What?

The band's not all about me.

I don't think you see it.

See what?

What you are now.

Evan...

(chair scraping)

(classical music playing)

#

(chattering)

(bottle clattering)

Shh.

Coco: Handsome fuck.

# Wanting changes its mind #

# We are too much and not enough #

# We're too much and not enough #

# Too much and not enough #

# Too much and not enough #

# Too much and not enough #

# We're too much and not enough #

# We're too much and not enough #

# Always too much #

# And not enough #

Wow, Elektra. It's just...

Well, the camera's definitely got a chub for you, bud.

It's almost like you're the only one there.

(whispering inaudibly)

Give me a pose. Give me a pose. Let's see it.

Are you the Evan Strocker?

(cheering)

(Chantal Pary's "Les Gens Heureux N'ont Pas D'Histoire")

(indistinct conversation)

Cheers, everyone.

- We need more champagne.

(chanting) More champagne. More champagne.

Coco: I want more-- (laughing)

Evan: Okay, your turn.

Billie: Truth or dare? Truth or dare?

- Me. Dare. - A real shocker.

Billie: You have to kiss. You have to kiss someone.

Yes. I would love to. Please.

- Okay. You... - Yeah?

...have to kiss...

(gasping)

- ...the crowned prince. - Oh.

- Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss! - Okay.

Whoa!

Yay.

(applauding, laughing)

Coco: That's hot!

Sexy.

So, what's it like being a rock star?

Like being high all the fucking time.

(talking over each other)

So, who here haven't you fucked?

Why? You wanna fuck me, too?

(stammers) I think your life is complicated enough.

I'm just here to exploit your rock-star status

for a great story.

Well, I'm yours whenever you want me.

Ah, did you hear that, everyone?

Woman: Oh, is that right? Oh, my.

Elektra: I hear congratulations are in order on the tour.

Yeah. We're pretty stoked.

Malik said it's getting bigger.

Angus: Bigger how?

You don't know?

- Coco: Obviously not. - No, I don't think we do.

They're adding 30 US cities after Canada.

Oh, shit.

- Thirty? Are you serious? - Hello.

(talking over each other)

- Thirty US cities! - What, what?

Billie: Guys, congratu-fucking-lations.

(talking over each other)

Thank you, me. Thank me.

It's so good, in fact,

that I think it merits an announcement.

- Oh? - Oh, yeah.

This calls for some good news, and I'm--

Tell us what?

You're going to love it. You're going to love it.

- Baby? - Angus?

Coco, you're the love of my life...

- Share, please. Share. - Angus?

It's great news, babe. It's great news.

Is going to be a mama!

Oh!

How can you say that? You sit the fuck down!

I told you to shut your fucking mouth.

Angus: Coco! CC.

Coco? What, Coco, what?

Just leave me alone, Angus.

What? You're fucking mad because I told--

Leave me alone!

What, you're mad because I told?

I'm not keeping it.

What? No.

I'm not about to be some fat-ass mom

while the rest of you blow up and take over the world!

Angus: Oh, it's okay. It's okay.

Coco: I'm not fucking doing that, Angus!

I understand if you're scared, babe, okay?

But imagine you. Tits out, fucking breaking barriers.

It's what you do.

- Babe. - It's not the tour.

So, what is that? What are you saying there?

What is that?

You saying you don't want it 'cause it's me?

You saying you don't want it with me?

- Is that what you're saying? - Look, look, look. Okay?

I love you.

Yeah. I fucking love you, too, babe.

I love you.

We're not cut out for this.

Babe, listen. We've never done shit the normal way.

That's why I fucking love you. I fucking love you.

- Yeah, yeah. - Please don't.

Done it your fucking way, Angus!

Just stop.

It's always your way, every fucking time...

Just going to fucking walk out?

...and this time, I'm not doing that.

Angus: So, I don't get any fucking say in this, CC?

Coco: Just leave me alone, Angus!

Just fucking go, okay?

- (door slamming) - (Coco shouting)

Don't fuckin' stop on my account.

Thirty US cities.

ELEKTRA: Yes.

Yeah, yeah.

- Ooh. - (chuckling)

Mmm.

(classical music playing)

#

Are you going to finish the cheese?

Hey.

What's with you?

I can't do this.

I'm new at it, too. We'll figure it out.

- There. All better? - Stop.

I'm not doing this tour like this,

with you, me and Ice.

It's fucked up. I'm not doing it.

Okay. So, you want to stop?

What if I can't?

I can't, either.

Evan?

Ice.

What, so, this is a thing?

Evan: It's not a thing.

Okay. How long has it not been a thing?

Lugh?

Isis (shouting): How long?

Just before grad.

What, since Emmett fucking Lake?

It was once in Emmett Lake.

It was a thing to me, Evan.

Yeah. It was a thing to me, too, Lugh.

Evan: Fuck this, I'm not fucking doing this right now.

(playing classical piano concerto)

#

Evan: I always knew it had to end there.

I think Lugh did, too.

But Isis?

She never stopped believing in us.

That's what hurt the most.

Man: Believing in you and Isis, or the band?

Evan: There was never going to be one without the other.

And after I blew it all up, Ice stopped talking to me,

and Lugh moved to California.

Man: Would you take any of it back?

Evan: No.

Now, you're here. Solo record.

Solo show.

Not a lot of trans guys get the kind of platform that you have.

Right. I mean...

I never wanted to be a trans artist.

- I just wanted-- - You wanted to be an artist.

Yeah. Yeah, sure. But... Isis, you, Lugh...

...it became political.

But should've been personal.

Yeah. I mean, it was both.

That was the draw. People wanted to know more.

You ever talk to Isis?

Anyone else in the band?

No. Not really.

So, no reunion plans coming up?

(chuckling)

As if you don't know.

(chuckling) I've got good sources, man.

Emmett Lake is doing a tribute to the New Normals.

Yeah. Go figure.

You going to go?

Yeah. I'm going to go.

Anyone else going?

I don't know.

I hope so.

(quiet humming) # You'll never wait so long #

# Here comes your man #

# Here comes your man #

# Here comes your man #

(tires grinding on gravel)

(sighing)

(sighing)

# I haven't had a dream in so long #

# 'Cause I don't fall asleep when I'm here #

# Baby, take my hand and let's run #

# Away from all the boredom and fear #

# You never loved us the way we... #

(cassette player clicking off)

I thought that was your car.

Dad, what is all this stuff?

Oh, your mother didn't tell you?

It's, uh-- They're moving the event here.

It's a "where it all began" type thing.

Where is Mom?

Uh, she's out shopping.

She's be-- She'll be back later.

Well, I'm having a beer. Uh...

You want one?

Sure. Yeah.

Gary: There you go.

Oh.

Quite the couple of years you've had, hmm?

Yeah, I guess so.

Hard not to think you'd be set,

or more set, if you'd...

if you'd stuck to it.

Yeah. I-- I don't dwell on that.

Can I ask you something?

Yeah. Sure.

How do you feel about this?

"This" being...

You know, that-- the plaque they're putting up and stuff.

Yeah.

It's not going to be fun.

Constant reminder of how much...

...braver you are than I ever was.

I'm not that brave.

I would've lost my nerve.

Hmm.

I'd have lost my nerve.

But you, you went out there and became

who you wanted to be.

(Les Mouches' "Little Red Coupé" playing)

# Don't leave the house my son #

# They only want to get at your books #

# Call your name in the city street #

# Make you wish #

# You never opened that #

# Fucking mouth of yours #

(car horn honking)

Hey, handsome devil!

What's up, rock star?

Angus: You know this is all your fault, eh?

Coco: Hey, it's his mom's fault, to be fair.

You're not going to come to us.

You're going to make us come to you.

Is that how it works, you fucker?

Mmm. Hi, baby.

- How are you? - I'm good. How are you?

You still mad at me?

Fuck, yeah. I'm mad at you. I fucking hate you.

(Coco and Evan laughing)

(Even sighing)

Is Lugh coming?

He doesn't have a phone. But his manager knows, so--

- It's a long way from LA. - Yeah.

I wouldn't hold my breath.

- Yeah. I guess not. - Coco: Hmm.

Crazy how it worked out for him.

- Yeah. - Yeah, yeah.

You know, it's good that it worked out for one of us, right?

Hey.

No. You're right.

- We talked about this. - Yeah.

(door closing)

- Coco: Oh. - Angus: Well...

Coco: Have fun.

I'll see you guys inside.

Coco: See you inside.

Hey.

Isis: Hey.

Evan: How was the ride up?

Oh, Billie drove me.

- Are you two still-- - Yep.

You know, I tried to talk them out of this, but--

Yeah. I'm sure they'll ask us about reunion plans,

or something like that.

Mm-hmm.

Uh, Isis, wait. Um...

I miss you.

Come on.

Let's let the town honour its only two queers.

(tires grinding on gravel)

(Isis and Evan laughing)

That's quite an entrance, Lugh.

Yeah. Uh...

It was waiting for me at the airport,

'cause the manager said...

How are you?

Great. Going to grad school.

How's the solo thing?

It's fine.

How's LA?

- Good. - Isis: You making any friends?

No.

Are they expecting us to play, or--

- That wasn't my understanding. - Yeah. No. I don't--

I brought my guitar, so we could.

Lugh?

Come here.

You coming?

(Evan singing quietly)

# I haven't had a dream in so long #

# 'Cause I don't fall asleep when I'm here #

# Baby, take my hand and let's run #

# Away from all the boredom and fear #

# You'll never love us the way we loved you #

# Where do I go from here #

# Where am I right now #

# Feels like this isn't my life #

# Just looking through my body's eyes #

# Where do we go from here #

# Where are we right now #

# And will we ever be again #

# Will it ever be like then #

# You don't write me back #

# You don't write me at all #

# It wouldn't matter anyway #

# Can't come back from this aphasia #

# Nothing makes sense anymore #

# I'm a nervous wreck #

# I shouldn't be that at all #

# 'Cause I'm on top of everything #

# It just means I can't reach your ground #

# And I don't have one of my own #

# Oh, god-freaking-damn-it #

# Where do I go from here #

# Where am I now #

# Feels like this isn't my life #

# Just looking through my body's eyes #

# Where do we go from here #

# Where are we right now #

# And will we ever be again #

# Will it ever be like then #

# Will it ever be like then #

# I pulled you in so close to me #

# I brought a knife up to your face #

# I made a slit across each cheek #

# Then I pulled you in to kiss you #

# Let my hands caress your face #

# With two arms so full of dirt #

# Which I rubbed into your wounds #

# And somehow didn't think it hurt #

# 'Cause I told you I loved you #

# I told you I did #

# Where do we go from here #

# Where are we right now #

# Where do I go from here #

# Where are you right now #