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[ocean waves]

[girl] She used to say
that the cars in the night
could sound like the ocean.

Like the waves running
in and out like the tide.

You squeeze
your eyes tight enough,
you could almost see the sun...

smell the salt...
feel the sand.

Doesn't matter where you are,
she say.

Just listen to that sound,

and you're on a bright sunny
beach relaxin' in the sun.

I keep trying.

But, Ma,
every time I close my eyes...

all I see is you.

[gate shutting]

[woman] Two minutes.

[water running]

[woman 1] Angel, you have here
a string of offenses.

I see shoplifting, drug use.

But your last one, the one that
got you in here, what was it?

Unlawful possession of a weapon.

-And what was that weapon?
-A handgun.

That's right.

You turn 18 in two days
and I have here

a recommendation
for your release.

But, I don't see anyone here
with you today,

so where will you be staying?

[woman 2] With her girlfriend.

[woman 1] Hm, no family members?

I understand
the mother's deceased.
And the father?

[man] On his appeal,
his murder charge was dropped
due to insufficient evidence.

But Angel has no contact
with him at this time.

[woman 1] Oh. Why can't you stay
with the sister, Abigail?

-[woman 2] Uh, she's ten.
-[woman 1] Oh.

How long has it been
since you've seen her?

[Angel] Couple of years.

[woman] 1]
You've only been in a year.

I wasn't the best influence.

[man]
She's been in 13 foster homes,

unfortunately, with some
sub-standard placements.

-[woman 1] Such as?
-[man] She was molested
in her first placement.

It went unreported
over a year.

[woman 1]
Why didn't she report it?

[man] She didn't want
her sister to be alone.

[woman 1] Hm.

Here's your one-day bus pass.
Sign here and here.

Bus to Philly's on the corner.

[siren rings]

[chattering]

Excuse me.
Do you have a charger

I could borrow for my phone?

No, I don't have no charger.

[mumbles]

[man] She want a charger?

I got a charger for her.

Do you happen to have
a charger for this phone?

Oh, try next door there.

[chattering]

Excuse me, sir.
My phone is dead.

-Would you happen to have--?
-No, I don't have that.

-You can't even
look up at my phone?
-No.

Man, you acting like you so
busy in this empty-ass store.

You can't look up from your
shrimp dick to see my phone?

[hip hop music playing]

[man singing]
¶ She don't like me ¶

¶ I'll be fine ¶

[line ringing]

[girl on phone]
Hi, this is Maya.
I guess you missed me.

So, leave a message.

[girl on message]
Hey, it's Abby.

Um, I was wondering where
you were and if you're okay.

Um, I wanted to know what you
were gonna do for your birthday.

[doorbell rings]

-Marcus?
-Angel, right?

Come on in.

-How's my little Jackie?
-Ready to get out.

Yeah, I bet she is.
You got lucky rooming with her.

I'm gonna do something
real special for her
when she gets out.

My little bugaboo.

You only turn 16 once, right?

Come on, follow me.

Yeah, this was my son's room,
so, don't mind the smell.

It's my office now.

Goes right for the Uzi.

What are you doing, Rambo,
robbing a bank?

[chuckles]

It's actually... it's not wrong
to go with that one.

It's got an extra clip,
and since you don't

shoot on a regular basis,
you got 30 tries.

I already know which one I want.
I want a .380 semi-automatic.

Jackie said you have one.

And how would Jackie know?

It's like a Bryce/Jennings?

Yeah, Bryce/Jennings.

You run track or somethin'?
You got nice strong legs.

-Look, you got one or not?
-Hey, I only carry guns
that work,

so, what you see
is what you get.

Oh whoa, whoa, whoa.
No, no, no.

That's definitely not for you.

[gun cocks]

-You saying I can't handle it?
-Not like that you can't.

Come here, what are you doing?

This goes on your shoulder.

Boom. Like that.

This goes there.
This goes here, right?

Now, when you pull
that trigger...
[makes gunshot noise]

It'll knock you on your ass,
and you'll blow a hole

the size of your head
in someone.

You gotta keep swaggin' on me?

So what happened,
your boyfriend cheat on you?

Piss you off? What happened?

This is the one you need.

It's a detective's special.

It's small,
you can fit it in your purse

or your little gym shorts
or whatever.

It's my cheapest one.
Packs a big fist.

How much?

I'll give it to you for 150.

That's bullshit.
It ain't even automatic.

-I'll give you 70.
-Darlin', I am not
in the business

of girls in skin-tight jeans
coming in here

trying to get stuff free
based off their looks.

-Jackie said I could get a--
-Jackie's a 15-year-old kid.

What does she know about guns?

Look, I'll give you 70 today,
and the rest tomorrow.

You think I'm an asshole?
Is that it?

You just thought
you'd come in here
and play me like I'm an asshole.

I'll tell you what.

Since you're
a friend of the family.

You see that net?

You get this in,
I'll give you that for free.

And if I don't?

I fuck you.

Ball doesn't even
fit in the hole.

[laughing]

[whispers indistinct]

Turn around.

Just let me touch it.

[cell phone rings]

Fuck.

Hey, hon, what's up?

She stood you up again?
Unbelievable.

I don't know why
you're friends with her.

You're down the street?

Hey, listen, on your way home,
can you pick up some milk?

Yeah, I used
the last of it this morning.

Yeah, okay. Bye.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What do you think you're doin'?

-What?
-We didn't finish here.

-That's not my problem.
-Yeah?

Sure as shit ain't my problem.
You gotta go.

Come on.

Meet you on
the Strawberry Mansion Bridge

next to the river.

-When?
-I'll let you know.

Do me a favor.

Throw this out.

[girls singing]
¶ Eggs, bacon, grits, sausage ¶

¶ I'm a good girl,
but I still like sausage ¶

¶ I have to care
but I still like sausage ¶

¶ I eat chicken
but I still like sausage ¶

¶ I'm pretty full
but I'll take some sausage ¶

¶ All pretty girls
like that sausage ¶

¶ Eggs, bacon, grits, sausage ¶

¶ I'm a good girl
but I still like sausage ¶

¶ Sausage ¶

[chatting, indistinct]

[girl] I'm skinny,
and I like sausage.

[all] Yeah!

["Brainshift"
by Circuit des Yuex]

¶ Brainshift ¶

¶ Came like a tidal wave ¶

¶ Closest to
the sun you've been ¶

¶ One thousand miles away ¶

¶ There you'll see the clouds ¶

¶ And crawl out the rain ¶

¶ The world wants to know ¶

¶ But all you can say is ¶

¶ I promise to take up space ¶

¶ I can only promise
to take up space ¶

¶ Brainshift ¶

¶ You forgot what it was
you were trying to say ¶

¶ To the friend
you're talking to ¶

¶ But you can't
remember his name ¶

¶ Or your reason ¶

¶ For being ¶

¶ He wants a word ¶

¶ But all you can think is ¶

¶ He's playing
these blues for you ¶

¶ Two bucks maybe you know... ¶

-You want?
-[Angel] Oh, no thanks.

[cup crumples]

So...

Oh. How is your day so far?

Actually, I wanted to ask you
if you have my dad's address?

Hold on now, hang on.
Before we get into that,
we got some--

I wanted to apply
for a program,

and they said I need my dad's
address for financial aid.

-And I thought maybe you had it.
-Are you leading

this little tête-à-tête?

Rule number one:

You cannot travel between

the hours
of 8:00 pm and 6:00 am.

Rule number two:
You better not
cross state lines.

Rule number three.
You report here for your
weekly drug drop tomorrow.

Can you read?

-What, too many pages?
-No.

Well, good.
'Cause you violate
one thing in that list,

and you're back inside.

So you have
your goal sheet filled out?

-My what?
-Your goal sheet?

You were supposed to
write down three goals

while you were
in the waiting room?

Oh, she didn't tell me.

-She didn't tell you?
-She didn't.

Okay, look.

I'm gonna help make this
as smooth as possible.

So, you tell me.
What are your goals?

-I mean, I want a job.
-Just any old job.

Look, I'm gonna tell you
something, Miss Lamere.

You wanna listen to me here?

At the end of the day,
nobody cares.

I mean, sure, you might be able
to get somebody's pity,

but nobody really cares
if you make it or you don't.

Miss Lamere?

You can work with me or not,
okay?

I'm your friend here,
but I got 62 other cases,

and I learned the hard way
that I only have time

for the kids
that actually want my help.

I'm not asking for your help.

Then I don't have time for you.

-I used to wanna be a teacher.
-You wanna be a teacher?

I'm saying I used to
wanna be a teacher.

-Do you have a degree?
-No.

So I'm glad
we got that out there,

'cause now you have a goal.

But more immediately,
we need a job.

You need to take concrete steps.

This world isn't just gonna
open up for you.

Okay, need a job,
how do I get that?

That is not the tactic you wanna
take with me, my friend.

Look, we're outta time, so...

I'm gonna have you interview
with Job Corps tomorrow.

This is the address.
Take some ID with you.

And I'm gonna
write this down as mandatory.

I don't have ID.

Well, then take your birth
certificate to DMV and get one.

-They can't find it.
-Apply for a new one.

Then I need my dad's address.

Okay, so your father is...

-John Lamere.
-John...

Your father
was charged with murder?

Yeah.

-Murdering your mother?
-But they released him, so...

Yeah.

I can't give you that.

[line ringing]

-[man] Hello?
-[Angel] Hello, Uncle Roger,
it's me, Angel.

Uncle Roger?

[Roger]
Yeah, I'm here.

-You out?
-Yeah.

[Roger] Well, that's good.

-Uh...
-Yeah, I was just wondering

if you knew where my dad was.

[Roger] Did you talk to Abby?

Why?

[Roger]
You know he's seen her, right?

All right?

[people chattering]

[boy 1] Gimme that.

-How many has he smoked?
-Twice.

-[boy 1] Three times.
-That's why you're so stupid.

-[boy 1] Get on my level.
-[boy 2] What's two plus two?

[boy 1]
Twenty-two, I mean, four. Four.

No, you can't take that back.
You know that you said 22.

-[boy 1] Yes, I can.
-You know that you said 22.

[girl]
Two plus two is four and not 22.

Don't make yourself
even more dumb.

[boy 1] You know
your multiplication tables?

-Twelve times 12.
-[girl] One hundred forty-four.

-[boy 1] Give me all the totals.
-[girl] Give me all the totals
and then I'll think

-that you're not dumb.
-[boy 1] Who is that?

-[boy 2] What?
-[boy 1] Fuck,
where'd I put the weed?

[girl 2] I don't know,
we had it somewhere.

What y'all kids doing back here,
lightin' up?

-[boy 1] Who're you?
-Who are you?

[boy 1] Why do you care?

You a social worker?

That's my sister, dummy.

[boy 1] So, you're the one
adopting Abby?

'Cause she always saying,
"As soon as my sister get out,

she's gonna be 18
and she comin' to get me."

-Blah, blah, blah, shut up!
-I am.

As soon as I get
my situation straight,

be the first thing I do.

[boy 1]
So, can you be my mom, too?
I'm tired of this place.

-[Angel] You sure she won't
be home soon?
-Yeah, she just left for work.

[Angel] Is that her
real daughter's room?

[Abby] Yeah.

-Hey.
-[Angel] Hey.

You look different.

Yeah, I put on some pounds.

-No, not that.
-My hair is different.

That's Sharize's. She's crazy.

You been here awhile.
It's a good place, right?

-I hate it.
-Okay, well, you don't
have to like everything.

Well, I got you something.

It's okay if you don't like it.

[Abby] This is great.

[Abby] I said you don't
have to like it.

It's got the glue and the tape.

Guess what?
I just got a new job.

-Really? When do you start?
-I don't even know yet.

They need these documents before
I could officially start,

but they said I got it.

What do you mean?

Well, you know my binder,
with all my information?

They can't find it.

It should be fine though.

You think it's in my files?

Maybe.

I can go look.

Yeah... bring it here.

[Abby] Gotcha.

No, you got me.

[boy laughing]

[Angel] They got you on
Seroquel, Vyvanse and Ritalin?

Yeah.

You gonna fight me?
You gonna fight me?

-Don't take any
of that zombie shit.
-I don't.

They just give it to you
so you ain't mad,

so they don't have to
deal with you

feeling things you're feeling.

-[boy] Hold me, please?
-[Abby] Know what I do?

Know how foster moms get
more money if you're trouble?

Well, me and Chief,
we sell the meds.

And she ain't trippin',
'cause she making
the extra income,

and we cut her
some of the profits.

Hug.

Nobody arranges
visitations with you?

Uncle Roger, nobody?

We're busy. Come on.

It's your turn to watch him.

-No other family members?
-Like who?

I don't know. John?

All right. Give me a hug.

Gotta go.

Why?

-Gotta go.
-Where're you gonna
sleep tonight?

A friend's place.

-Your girlfriend?
-Yeah.

What?

Angel, I forgot.

-I did see him a few months ago.
-Where?

We had to take one of those,
it's like not the regular buses.

Okay, what's the address?

Oh, the thing is,
I don't know it by heart.

You don't know it.

I mean, I could show it to you.

You can't come with me.

I'll remember which buses

when I see the signs.

And then we get there,

I'll know what
the houses look like

so I'll know where to go.

We can go tomorrow morning.

Abby, you cannot come with me.

[Abby] Okay.

What time?

[people chattering]

[line ringing]

[Maya on phone]
Hey, this is Maya.
I guess you missed me. So...

[woman] A, B, C, D, E, F, G,
H, I, J, K,

L, M, N, O, P, Q, R,
S, T, U, V, W, X, Y and...

She's leaving me.
[laughing]

[Maya on phone]
Hey, this is Maya.

I guess you missed me.
So, leave a message.

Hey, Maya, it's me, Angel.

Anyway, I'm out. So...

And if I can't stay with you,
it's cool.

You just gotta let me know so
I can make other arrangements.

Or maybe you ran out
of minutes or something.

Uh, anyway, just call me back.

[buttons beeping]

[line ringing]

[Maya] Goddamn!

Who is that fine-looking
specimen at my door?

I'm sorry.
I tried calling you.

Yeah, no, I ran out of minutes.

So, you coming
from work or something?

You look nice.

Yeah, actually,
I just got promoted.

Shit, really?

They didn't make you do,
like, a whole shit ton
of things, did they?

Some guy came to check if there
was an extra mattress
and no drugs around.

-Oh, shit. No.
-[laughing]

No, I'm done with all that.

It's just a little weed here
and there, but that's about it.

[Angel] What's this?

-You got it by yourself?
-No.

-You should've waited for me.
-I did wait.

You weren't with nobody?

Like, your cellmate
or some shit?

My cellmate, Jackie,
all she kept talking about

was all the ways she was gonna
kill herself when she got out.

And what did you think about?

You, obviously.

-What?
-Nothing.

You're seeing someone.

It's just, you and me,
I don't know.

I can't get close to you.

I mean, you don't even
tell me everything.

-What do you want me to say?
-I don't know. Things.

Like what?

Yes, I want to do
something with my life.

But every time I tried,
it's always something.

Some form I didn't
fill out right,

some other person
I gotta contact.

And it's for what?

Because that's what people do,
Angel.

People talk about shit.

For what?
I mean, you want me to say

that I can't
close my eyes at night
without seeing my father

banging my mom's head against
the bathroom wall,

and me standing there
waiting for her to get up
like a fuckin' asshole?

Yeah, maybe.

Look...

But I didn't think that you
honestly wanted to crash here.

-I just thought--
-It's cool. I got
a whole lotta other bitches

following me and shit, so...

[door shuts]

[car drives by]

[car drives by]

[waves splashing]

[phone buzzing]

Fuck.

[water running]

[dryer whirring]

[fireworks exploding]

[muffled music
plays in distance]

[laughing in distance]

[people chattering]

[hip hop music plays]

[dialogue muted]

[man] Take it easy.

[engine starts]

[indistinct chatter]

[water splashing]

[gunshot]

And so I was, like,
"Sharize, I love your dress."

But really I was sayin',
"Honey, you need to go
buy yourself,

a new dress because
that's not on fleek, unique,
or any other type of word."

-How can I help you?
-Can I have two

round-trip tickets to
Long Beach Island, please?

-Sure.
-Abby, you sure
that's the right one?

Yeah, I told you.
So anyway, I mean,

I think she wants to be
my sister or something be like--

Look, um, go get yourself
a snack or something.

Okay, it's gonna come to--

Um, actually, I need one
round-trip ticket and a one-way.

-Oh, so only one round-trip?
-Yes.

[typing]

It's $42.50
for the round-trip,

and $26 for the one-way,
comes to $68.50.

Listen, you don't have,
like, um...

a single parent discount
or anything like that?

Hey, they only have gum.

-That's your kid?
-Yeah.

Everyone always thinks
we're sisters.

I'll give you
a student discount.
Comes to $50.

Thank you.

Hey, this is not gonna
be enough. I'm hungry.

-Can we please
get some real food?
-Okay.

-All right,
that's one round-trip--
-Okay, thank you.

So then we're all, like,
trying to solve whatever X is,

and Ms. Grayson has her back
turned to the board.

And I'm just sitting there,
minding my own business

just finding what X is,

when, again,
Sarah just leans over to me

and says, "Ew, do you even
wash your hair?"

And so I whispered back
that she's a silly-ass thot,

and then I'm the one
that gets in trouble.

Next time you call her
little ass that after class.

So, anyway,
that's why me and Sarah,

we ain't in
the same class no more.

-So, where's Sarah now?
-Same place she's always been.

-What class you in?
-A different one.

But still advanced program?

Abby.

You gotta get back
in that program.

Hey, you, you listening to me?

You can't get kicked out
of that program.

You did.

Come on, pay up.
And don't leave her ass no tip,

she didn't even fill
your drink not one time.

What?

We used to live down that way.

So, what, he fucking
live by the beach now?

How come?

We used to go there
on birthdays, I told you that.

Stop.

[kicking continues]

Stop!

I hate my hair.

Why?

'Cause I don't know
what to do with it.

I don't know
what to do with mine either.

I just get bored
and I pull it into a twist

or a braid or something.

I don't know how to do twists.
Or braids.

-Want me to try?
-Yeah.

Ow.

-Leave some hair
on my damn head!
-It don't even hurt that bad.

Ow!

Now the headband...

Now, right behind...

Thanks.

Ow, stop!

[shutter clicks]

I'm gonna have to post this one.

I'm not supposed to see you
unsupervised, remember?

My belly feels funny.
I'll be right back.

[girl] The ones on their face,
it's just like...

[Abby] I wanna get a tattoo
next to my eye.

I would get some type of, like,
dollar sign or something.

[girl chatting, indistinct]

Abby...

Abby, what's going on?

We're playing MASH.

[girl] This is Abby's.

Abby Lamere is gonna
live in a mansion

as a roller coaster tester,
married to her principal

in Uzbekistan with 69 children.

Your principal
better be good-looking.

-Yes.
-Because if he's not,

-then that is rough.
-[Abby] Oh...

I wanna do one
for my sister.

-Okay, sit down.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah, we'll do one.

Come on, Abby,
let's let them do their thing.

[girl] No, it's fine. Here.

Okay, give me four jobs
your sister could have.

Okay, teacher. Our mom was
a paralegal, so put that.

-[girl 1] Writer?
-[girl 2]
Yeah, put that one down.

[Abby] Oh, and a mogul.

[man on PA]
All right, everybody,
we're stopping to refill.

Then we'll be on our way
out to the shore.

Please be back in ten minutes.

How do you not like them?

-You can't say that.
-Because they're just chewy.

They're toffee... toffee.

It's delicious. You know what
you should really try?

-Uh-uh.
-These.

-No.
-These are so good.

It's only raisins.

There's no eggs,
no dairy, no soy.

[girl 1] Are you going vegan?
I swear, if you go vegan--

[girl 2]
No. What's wrong with that?

[phone ringing]

Abby.

Abby, come on!

I don't wanna be
the last people on the bus.

What, you shit yourself
or somethin'?

Come on. Stop playin'!

-[Abby] Go away.
-All right, I'm coming in.

[Abby] Stop fucking with me,
Angel. I'm not playing.

Leave me alone.

I got my fucking period, okay?

Okay, so what?
Do you want me to get you
a tampon or somethin'?

-I don't know!
-What you mean you don't know?

I don't know! I never had this
happen to me before.

All I know is there's blood
fucking everywhere.

-Ain't no blood everywhere.
-Yes, there is.

All right. Be right back.

Come on, come on. Let me in.
Come on, come on, come on,

it's not like you invented
the damn thing.

[Abby] Okay!

-Don't look at it.
-[Angel] I won't.

-[Abby] What is this?
-It's a pad.

[Abby] It looks like a diaper.
I need a tampon.

[Angel chuckles] You can't use
a tampon on your first time.

-Just stick it on your panties.
-But I don't want to.

[Angel] Just stick it on there,
it's fine. Look.

-Good?
-Yeah.

Congratulations, you can now
pop a baby out your gooch.

Why you gotta say it like that?

-Fuck.
-Fuck!

I'm sorry.

You mad at me?

I'm gonna go talk to the lady,
see when the next bus is.

Excuse me.
We were on the bus to the beach.

I was wondering if you knew
if another one would come in
and stop by?

-Not 'til later tonight.
-[cell phone ringing]

Fuck.

Is there another bus station
near here?

[woman]
There's a local one that way,

but I don't know what time
it comes in.

All right, thanks.

-[Abby]
Are you sure you can take us?
-[girl] Yeah.

[Abby] You really sure?
'Cause I don't wanna...

Abby, come on.
There's a local bus that way.

-They can take us.
-[girl] Yeah, seriously,

you guys should just
come with us to my mom's house.

It's like a five minute walk
and then she can drive you.

She just gonna drive us?
She don't even know us.

-[girl] Yeah.
-[Abby] Come on.

Like, bad at the same time,
but, like, who cares?

-Who cares?
-Like, God, it is not real.

That's true,
because it could be anything.

Yeah, like we could make up
something about...

about Ray or Mateo.

[chatting, indistinct]

Don't you think
Mateo's so cute?

-Yes. Yes.
-So cute.

-Who's Mateo?
-Oh, just this guy
who plays basketball.

Like, it's just his name.
His name's cute.

-Is this your house?
-Yeah.

I saw him play
basketball yesterday.

-Yeah, yeah, I was there.
-Really?

-But Cameron's
actually the best.
-Yeah, he is.

...just a trip.

He looks amazing.

[chatting, indistinct]

[girl]
It's like, everything he does.

He's amazing at basketball.

His whole scholarship.

[girl 2] He was ugly
before you liked him.

[girl 1] He wasn't ugly before,

It's just the haircut
enhanced all...

[chatting in background,
indistinct]

[cell phone ringing]

[chatting, indistinct]

-So when's your mom coming?
-[girl] She's coming soon.

-Can I use your bathroom?
-It's right around the corner.

That wasn't eye contact.
It's not eye contact...

[man on phone]
Angel Lamere, this is
your P.O. calling... again.

You missed
your drug drop today.

I called over and you missed
your interview, as well.

Now, you better
call in immediately.

You have my number.

[rhythmic clapping]

[girl]
And this is a suicide.

[Abby] Wait.

-Oh, no.
-That is disgusting.

-Ew.
-All right.
Now, we need to draw straws

to see who'll drink it first.

-[phone buzzing]
-Oh, my God, that's her.

Hey, Mom. I was gonna call you.

-Hey, don't you
have to call him?
-Who?

They mean John.

Yeah, just so he knows
where you are.

Oh, uh, his cell broke.

-[girl]
He doesn't have a house phone?
-[Angel] It's a new house, so.

-Do you want me to look it up?
-No, it's cool.

Oh, yeah, she's really good
at finding numbers.

-[woman] Someone help me!
-Coming!

One time she found
my second cousin's cousin.

The green bag
is right back there.

Your last name is Lamere, right?

-Yeah, but--
-L-A-M-E-R-E?

No. I mean, yeah,
but just don't--

-That's fine,
she can totally help you.
-[woman] No is no.

I have too much
to do for tonight, Lena.

Hi, girls!

-Hi, Jen.
-Hi, Jen.

Hi, I'm Jen.

Hi, Abigail.

Angel.

So you girls
go to Friends Central?

No.

I thought you said they
rode the bus with you?

Yes, to here,
not the school bus.

-Oh.
-I go to Martin Luther King.

Well, I hear that you need
a ride to the bus?

Yeah, but it's fine.
We can just figure out
where we're going from here.

Oh, they just have to
go to the beach.
Their dad lives there.

-Oh, he can't come get you?
-No, he's working.

But it's really cool.
We'll figure it out.

Okay, 'cause...
I don't know if I can...

I don't think I can
drive you right this minute.

-It's fine. We could just go.
-Wait, is this your dad?

Maybe I can call you a cab.

No, please don't, it's fine.

It says,
"Father of two girls,

-arrested for murder--
-Please don't look at that.

-Please, don't look at that!
-[gasps]

Oh, shit.
I'm really sorry.

-It's okay. It's okay.
-I'm so sorry.

Oh, no, it'll stain if you...

Listen, when we get there,
you gotta show me
where he lives,

and then turn around
and get yourself back.

-But...
-But it might take a while.

Maybe he won't even be home,
and then you'll miss the bus.

And if you miss the bus,
they'll come looking for us
and I'll be arrested.

-Do you want me to be arrested?
-No.

What are you doing?

Uh...

Happy Birthday, Angel.

But see?
I crossed that out

because you've
already redeemed it.

-What's this?
-It's your birthday present.

-What?
-I didn't forget,

you told me you used to go.

I didn't forget.

Well, so, happy birthday.

Yeah, but we don't have time
to go to the beach.

So the thing is,
I wanted to do something
special for your birthday.

And I'll tell you
where Dad lives.

I just wanted
to make today special.

What do you mean?

[Abby] Well...

I guess the thing is,
Dad don't live here.

Okay, where does he live?

Well, I just wanted to do
something nice first.

-Where does he live, Abby?
-'Cause I knew if I told you

maybe I won't see you
again for a while.

-I wanted to make it a nice day.
-Abby, I'm not playing games.

-Just us.
-Where does he live?

Where does he live?

He at our old house.

-What?
-I guess.

No, we don't have
the house no more.

He sold it to pay
for his lying fucking lawyer.

He rentin' back.

-So what,
you went to go see him there?
-I didn't know.

-You gonna
live with him there now?
-No.

-So, why you seeing him?
-I don't know!

Everybody else got a dad.
I wanted one, too.

He killed your mother, Abby!
In that house!

And look at you!

Walking around with my mother's
name on your backpack,

acting like
you love her so much?

Don't you ever say that!

What, are you crazy?

You don't love her more than me!

Stop!

You're a bitch and a fuck-up

and you act like
you're the only one alone!

You left me!

-I wanna redeem it.
-Forget it.

Please?

Look, can we please just go to
the goddamn fuckin' ocean?

I mean, the shit's right there.

Well, since you asked nicely.

[birds squawking]

[waves crashing]

So beautiful.

You gonna get in?

-Are you?
-Nah, it's too cold.

Yeah, I can't go in neither.

Yeah, you can.

Yeah, but my shirt's
not long enough.

Wear mine,
it's longer than yours.

There are too many
people around.

Here.

Don't go too far.

Come on, Angel!

Please?

[gasps]

All right.

[screams]

Come on, ready?

-Come on.
-Nah.

-Come on. Please?
-This is far enough.

One, two, three.

[screaming]

[shivering]
Shit!

Angel!

You wanted to come to the beach!

[slow tempo music plays]

You having fun?

[speaking indistinct]

[Abby] When was the last time
we came to the beach?

[Angel] My tenth birthday.

How old was I?

You just turned one, I think.

You kept trying to eat the sand.

-We came mad early
for the sunrise.
-Why?

Ma said anybody
could see a sun set,

but it takes a motivated person
to see the sun rise.

Was he there?

Yeah.

He brought a tent, everything,

to keep you
from eating the sand,
but then you'd just crawl out

and put your face
right in the sand.

Did he hate us?

He just got meaner and meaner.

How come?

He lost his job
and she was still working.

I don't really know why.

Do you think I'm like him?

I don't think you're like him.

It was weird when I saw him.

He got me these teddy bears
and this kid's chair,

like he didn't even know
I was grown.

We just sat there,
looking around.

Didn't say nothin'.

Angel, I don't wanna
be with him.

You don't need him.
You got yourself.

I don't got you?

You don't want me, Abby.
I'm no good for you.

Yes, you are.

Well, you think I'm this
okay person, but I'm not.

I think you're the greatest.

[water running]

Okay.

Oh...

[gunshot]

Abby!

-Are you okay?
-Why do you have a gun?

What the fuck
is wrong with you?

Why the hell do you have a gun?!

I've been trying to
get rid of the thing all day.

I was scared when I got out.

You gonna do something bad?

You think I'm trying
to go back to jail?

-I'm not gonna do nothin' bad.
-I know it!

I've been trying
to get rid of it!

Come on!

What?

Listen to me!
Come on, we gotta go!

I'm not gonna do nothin' bad!

[sniffles]

Come on.

Come on.

[Abby crying]

Abby, come on.

Look, we gotta go.
I'm not gonna do nothin' bad.

Are you coming back with me?

I'm coming back with you.

-Got your shoes?
-Yeah.

[woman on PA] We're approaching
our first stop.

The next stop will be
Center City, Philadelphia.

Please make sure you take a
good look around you

and grab all your belongings.
Thank you for riding with us.

[bus breaks]

[door opens]

[door opens]

[man] It's late.

You wanna come in?

Um...

I was just about to make dinner.

Now?

I work nights now.

What do you do?

I'm cleaning...
over at an office complex.

-You're not building anymore?
-It's hard to explain.

I, um...
Absence from the work field.

You wanna eat?

I was just about to
make some soup,

but I can see if I have
something else, too.

I don't have much.

I've got some carrots.

We can add that.

Guess not the greens.

The floor is different.

They had to pull up the tile
to get to some mold.

You wanna give me a hand?

Yeah, okay.

[water running]

Let it run a bit.

That way you won't
cry from the onions.

Oh, don't make 'em too small,
they may lose their integrity.

You can have
a seat at the table.

[water shuts off]

You in any kinda trouble?

No.

Got your housing situation
taken care of yet?

No.

Well, you know
you gotta do that.

I was 16 when your grandpa
told me I had to leave.

You know what me and your
Uncle Roger used to do?

Go through the garbage bags
at the donut shop.

You heard all this before, huh?

[utensils clanging]

Okay, this is almost ready.

So, you wanna stay here?

Maybe.

Maybe I wanna stay here.

Why would you move back here?

I bounced around
for about a year.

I wanted to get out so bad.

But when I did,
it felt worse than being here.

I mean, all I can do
to try to keep from

falling in
too dark of a place...

was to try to...

was to try to go back
to a place...

to the last time it made sense.

[car driving by]

[car driving by]

[car driving by]

[waves crashing]

[car driving by]

[car driving by]

-Put the gun down.
-Stay away from her.

You aren't gonna take her.

She's a kid.

Jesus!

She doesn't need to
live in this house.

All right.

Go ahead.

Shoot me.

Shoot me.

It happened.

Okay.

You don't think
I'm living with it?

[screams]

What do you want from me, Angel?

Nothing.

I don't want nothing from you.

[door shuts]

[slow tempo music plays]

[Angel] She used to live by
the ocean where she grew up.

But she said
she loved the city more.

The people everywhere,
the possibility.

She said she could always have
the waves
if she closed her eyes.

Man, I miss my mother's eyes.
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