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♪ Now it's 4:00 am and I'm still a hound ♪

♪ They dropped a mean-talking Yankee off in the last town ♪

♪ If I were in Kentucky I'd be shootin' raccoons ♪

♪ Stoned as a driver chasin' the moon ♪

♪ Hopped up driver chasin' the moon ♪

(gentle upbeat music continues)

♪ Buyin' smokes for kids and I pocket the change ♪

♪ Grab a deli stick, a barely legal Home on the Range ♪

♪ Jump on the bus as it's gone on the ♪

- Mm, yeah, that's good.

♪ Dust in my tracks, pedal to steel ♪

♪ Dust in my tracks, pedal to steel ♪

Oh!

(tires screeching)

(car horn blaring)

(Dylan screams)

(Cas and Dylan screaming)

(trolley rattling)

- [Cas] It wasn't always like this.

Everything used to be clearer to me.

Happiness was simple and achievable.

Medicine was God.

Right and wrong was (chuckles) black and white.

The world made perfect sense

and I knew exactly what I was doing in it.

(gentle upbeat music)

(phone trilling)

(machines beeping)

My results.

(somber music)

I've been a doctor for over 30 years.

Lately certain ethics of the practice

have become irrefutably gray to me.

(Cas retching)

- [Answer Machine] You have one message.

- [Alan] Hey, it's Alan.

I uh, I hope you've reconsidered

and you're not half way to B.C. by now.

Um, look, you know the prognosis and I,

I get what Denise went through

but we all want the same thing here.

For you to be around as long as possible.

Now's the time to move on this.

We're talking about the rest of your life, Cas.

(phone beeping)

- Hey, Winston. What?

What do you want?

You don't even talk anymore, speak to me.

Use your words. (Winston barks)

Excellent.

Have a good day.

Mindless shit.

Sit.

Excellent.

(Winston whines)

Winston?

Winston? Winston?

(Cas sighs)

(phone rings)

- [Denise] Hey, this is Denise, I'm not in.

You know what to do.

- Hey, I'm coming for a visit.

Yeah, long overdue.

I'll see you soon.

Bye.

(car engine revving)

(phone ringing)

(phone beeps)

(sirens wailing)

(phone ringing)

- Hey, Bobby.

Um, sorry, I was doing a thing.

Uh, look, I think we need to take a break.

It's Dylan.

Dylan?

Uh, look, I need some time to think, you know?

To think. No, think.

Would you please turn down the TV?

I'm trying to have a heartfelt moment with you here.

No, no, where am I supposed to go?

I mean, I've lived there for almost a year now.

Fine, just come pick me up.

Well, how do you expect me to get home genius, fly?

Okay whatever, I'll find a ride.

You know what, forget it, keep watching TV.

Yeah, okay, we'll just,

we'll figure it out when I, when I get back, okay?

It's like we're taking a vacation.

A vacation.

No, separately.

Hello?

(phone beeps)

I like your focus.

- Excuse me?

- Whatever you're writing, you seem really zoned in.

It kinda reminds me of myself.

I'm a writer and when a thought occurs to me,

I can literally tune out the entire world

and just focus in on my words, it's a gift.

Do you do a lot of writing?

- Would you stop, not, don't do that please?

- Oh.

- Sorry.

- Nice car. - Thank you.

- GPS, huh?

- You were in room 1101 yesterday, weren't you?

- Yeah, yeah, Dylan Morgan.

- Cas.

- Hey.

Are you a philanthropist?

- Am I a what? - A philanthropist?

Do you have money that you wanna throw away, 'cause.

(Cas laughs)

I'm a philanthropee and I'm more than happy

to have money thrown at me.

- That's called a stripper.

- No, it's not.

So you, uh, going on a trip, Cas?

- Mm-hmm.

- Where you going?

'Cause I could use a ride.

- I'm going west.

- Shut up. - No, you shut up.

- That is so perfect, that's where I'm headed too.

That, that must be a sign.

- No, no, it doesn't have to be.

- My boyfriend lives literally, like,

right up the highway, like 30 seconds away.

- How did you get here?

- I hitched a ride.

- Mm-hmm, the answer's no.

I'm a solo traveler.

- Okay, of course. - Sorry.

- Yeah, no it makes sense.

Although, you wouldn't even notice I was here.

- Yes, I would.

- No, I'm quiet like a teeny, tiny mouse.

You won't even know I'm in the car.

Thank you so much for this.

Hitching can really suck.

You know, you never know what kind of wacko

is picking you up.

- I'm sorry about your friend.

- Who?

- Uh, the guy in 1101.

- He wasn't my friend.

(gentle jaunty music)

- He was an acquaintance?

- No, I never met him before in my life.

- Oh.

- You know, I said I was a writer, right?

So I've been visiting your department

to just really observe human suffering.

- Yes.

- I like to think that I'm suffering vicariously

through your patients.

- Huh. (laughs)

Isn't that nice.

- I'm actually trying to get in

with this publishing company out west.

They're the best, I mean, I submitted my manuscript to them

and I'm pretty sure they're interested

but it's kinda hard to tell

'cause they don't usually take my calls.

But, fingers crossed.

- You actually sent them something?

- Mm-hmm, action romanture.

It's a new genre, I invented it.

It's action, romance, and adventure,

and it's all, (imitates squishing)

you know, something for everybody.

What about you, what were you writing?

- Nothing.

- Wanna hear something? Listen to this.

"Though she couldn't look him in the eye,

she could see into the deepest depths of his soul.

She knew he would never outgrow his sloth-like qualities.

And she knew if she hesitated

for even a fraction of a moment

she would lose herself inside his mobile death-trap."

- I, I, uh, I don't know what to say.

- I know, it's layered, right?

I got all of that from hanging out in the hospital.

- How long before we get to wherever we're going?

- Oh, it's right here, this is my street.

- [Cas] Right, 30 seconds away, huh?

- Well, it's been a slice.

Have fun on the coast.

Thanks for the ride Papa Smurf.

(energetic jaunty music)

♪ Well, yonder comes Rosie ♪

♪ How in the world do you know ♪

♪ I know by her apron and the dress she wore ♪

♪ Umbrella on her shoulder ♪

♪ Piece of paper in her hand ♪

♪ Said she's gonna see the guv'nor ♪

♪ Turn loose my man ♪

♪ Let the midnight special shine it's light on me ♪

♪ Let the midnight special ♪

♪ Shine its ever-loving light on me ♪

(energetic jaunty music continues)

(Cas sighs)

(dog barking)

- [Bobby] Fine then, fine, fuck.

(knuckles rapping)

- [Dylan] Well, you're the one who told me to get it.

- [Bobby] You got yourself a goddamn deal.

- Uh, I wanted to give you this.

- You're still here, come on.

- Whoa, whoa. - Come on.

- Wait. - Where the hell you goin'?

- Go, go, go, come on.

- What the hell was that all about?

- [Bobby] I'm gonna kill you.

- [Cas] Was that a gunshot?

- [Dylan] Yeah, he can get a little gun happy.

Ah, ah, the door slammed on my hand.

- Ugh. (body thuds)

- Oh my God.

- Oh my God.

- Uh, go! - Fuck.

- Go! - Go?

- Yes, go! Why?

Do you wanna spend the rest of your life in jail?

Go, go!

- Shit. - You totally hit him.

- Shit, shit, thank you.

Shit, shit, shit.

- Relax, Cas. - Shit!

- Relax! - How?

- Just relax. - I took a Hippocratic Oath.

- Well, I think you're a hero.

You know what, Bobby has a terrible temper.

You might've actually saved my life.

(jaunty music)

What are you doing?

- We left the scene of a hit and run.

We gotta ditch this car.

- Cas, you gotta at least take the plates.

(gentle lilting music)

(laughs) This car is incredible.

What a deal, it's almost

as if hitting Bobby was serendipitous.

I mean, I think this is an amazing car.

We should really call it something.

How about Jennifer?

- Now just lay it on there and keep it, don't move it.

- Ah, ow.

So what's west?

- Excuse me? - Why are you going west?

- Uh, uh, uh, I'm taking a vacation.

- Oh, is it for a woman?

You have a lady friend out there?

Is that what you've been writing, about that?

- We hit a person.

You are aware of that, right?

- You hit a person.

- Uh, okay, (laughs) all right.

Look, we passed a bus station back there,

a couple of blocks ago, I'm gonna drop you off there.

- What? - I'll give you some money,

if you don't have some money.

- No, no, no, we can't split up, Bobby's dead.

- [Cas] (laughs) I doubt he's dead, I barely hit him.

- He was a hemophiliac. - Of course.

- [Dylan] That's when your blood doesn't coagulate.

- I know what that means.

- And we're on the lam, my friend.

Just me, you, and bright orange Jennifer.

- I don't like you.

- I've never been out west,

this could actually be pretty fun.

(gentle upbeat music)

♪ I never wanted to be taken ♪

♪ But now I'm feeling so left out ♪

♪ So I don't care where I go ♪

♪ I'm leaving, yeah, I'm leaving ♪

♪ Got about a half a tank left ♪

♪ That could do but only if I'm lucky ♪

♪ But either way I'm leaving ♪

♪ Oh, I'm leaving ♪

♪ On my way to paradise ♪

Hey, what's with the cooler anyway,

you got sandwiches in there, or something?

'Cause I could really go-

- Man, you gotta stop smoking those cigarettes.

That is an ugly habit, your teeth are gonna rot.

- Hey, lighten up.

Just 'cause you probably killed somebody

doesn't mean we can't try-

(Cas grunting)

Wow, classy joint.

Last time I stayed in a place like this I made 400 bucks.

- [TV Reporter] Well, you'll see

that there's an original cornerstone.

- That was a joke, get it?

'Cause this place is crack whorish.

(chuckles) Oh sorry, not you.

- How can I help you?

- Uh, I, uh, we uh.

- The incident has been described

as allegedly a hit and run accident.

There's no information yet on any suspects

and police are still scanning the scene

for any evidence left behind.

No word yet, however, on the victim's current condition.

In other news.

(Cas grunting)

- Any availability?

- Is that your final answer?

- Uh, yeah.

- Two beds or one?

- Uh, two, rooms, actually.

- [TV Reporter] On top of that story and update you.

- Uh, name?

- Cas Pepper and Dylan Morgan.

- All right, how would you like to pay for that?

- (chuckles) MasterCard.

- Don't worry, I'll pay you back.

Keeping track, I'm keeping track.

- Hang on.

- Was that about Bobby? - I don't know.

I don't think so.

- What do you think?

How many hit and runs happen in one day, typically?

- I don't know.

Why do you think I would know?

- 'Cause you work in a hospital.

- Would you just be cool, be cool.

- Here you go.

Sign there, there's your card.

Keys, two rooms.

(Cas humming)

Have a good stay.

This is a non-smoking, oh, whatever.

(gentle upbeat music)

♪ I'm driving away ♪

♪ Without you this time ♪

♪ I keep switching lanes ♪

♪ Can't make up my mind ♪

♪ I miss you already ♪

♪ I missed you the day that we met ♪

♪ I've been around enough times to know ♪

♪ That good people come and great people go ♪

♪ I remember you telling me ♪

♪ How we're all so very small ♪

♪ And the days go by ♪

♪ The days go by ♪

♪ Oh, darling, I ache in my bones ♪

♪ For so many miles I call you my own ♪

- Hi, uh, uh, are there any restaurants open now?

♪ I know you were true ♪

Any grocery stores?

♪ I can't help bother my heart over you ♪

(knuckles rapping)

Come in.

- Smells like an olive garden in here.

You know what I just realized?

You're Dr. Pepper.

Which is pretty much amazing.

I mean, to have that name and then to become a doctor, wow.

If that's not a sign, I don't know what is.

Of course, I have no idea what it's a sign for.

Believing in signs and being able to interpret them

are two very different things.

Oh yeah, thank you.

Mm, this is good.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

So um, what's the, what's all that?

- What?

Oh, nothing.

- You know, I hear Hemingway's office

looked a lot like that.

You know, if you're writing something and you're stuck,

I truly believe the best way to get unstuck

is to just talk it out.

I would be happy to spitball with you, if you'd like.

- No, thank you.

- All right, suit yourself.

This is amazing by the way.

I mean, I've had pasta sauce before, like a lot.

I mean, there was this six-month period

where you might say I lived on it exclusively.

No pasta, just sauce.

And this is by far the best sauce I've ever tasted.

- Thank you. - What's in it?

- It's a secret recipe.

- You're very secretive, you know that?

- Mm, there we go.

- No, hey, I'm not finished with it.

All right, fine, thanks.

Well, thank you for the lovely supper,

and even lovelier company.

You were super fun.

Night Cas. - Night.

(gentle upbeat music)

(knuckles rapping)

Hi.

- Are you gonna kill yourself?

- What? - I'm not judging or anything.

It's fine if you are. - Unbelievable.

- Just be good to know.

Just don't wanna be in the car

when you're soaring off the cliff is all.

- Dylan, uh, I've decided to leave you some money.

- Really, what for?

- So you can get anywhere away from here.

And also away from me.

- We already discussed this, Cas.

You saw that news report.

If Bobby's dead, which he is, and I get caught,

that's really gonna suck for you.

Besides you need me.

- You think so? - Yeah.

I've been thinking about it all morning.

I'm gonna help you write it.

- What? - Your note.

It's obvious that you're suffering

from some serious block and uh, I'm a wordsmith.

It's a gift, it's about time I start giving it back.

- You're talking about-

- Your poorly composed suicide note.

- (chuckles) First of all I, I uh,

I prefer the phrase legacy note.

- Yeah, that's delightful.

- And secondly, I've decided not to write it.

So, unfortunately, your talents are no longer required.

- No, you have to write a note, Cas.

Everybody writes a note.

You can't commit suicide without a suicide note.

I've already got some great ideas for the first act, Cas.

- Paying customer, with a big dick.

- Hello. - Sorry, friend.

I didn't realize you were still, uh, here.

Uh, look I'm just a couple doors down,

you mind giving me a head's up when you're done?

I wouldn't mind gettin' in on some of the action,

if you know what I'm saying.

(chuckles) That's a big stack.

Mind telling me if she's worth it?

(door thuds)

Well, you're impolite.

- Dylan?

- I was thinking if we frame it

in a sort of third person narrative.

- [Cas] I'm leaving if you want a ride.

- So, what would you say your theme is?

Regret, unrequited love?

That's always a good one.

- Death, the theme is death.

Do you understand?

- Yes, theme is death.

Awesome.

- Where are your parents, Dylan?

- Um, they are traveling circus performers,

so they're probably halfway through Europe by now.

- (laughs) And not one word of that was true.

- I used to travel with them, okay?

Until I decided to branch out and pursue my writing career.

(energetic lilting music)

♪ Have you ever heard the story about Lost John Dean ♪

What is this?

- This is music.

- Uh, it's awful.

- There's nothing wrong with this music.

- And there's nothing right with this music.

- Did it ever occur to you, Dylan,

that there might be something of quality in this

that you just don't understand?

- No, no, this is just terrible.

- It's bluegrass, it tells a story.

You are a writer, aren't you?

Give it a chance.

You might learn a thing or two.

♪ Long gone from Bowling Green ♪

- No, I'm sorry, I hate this.

This is why people kill themselves.

♪ Even put bloodhounds on his track ♪

♪ Yeah, the doggone bloodhounds lost his scent ♪

♪ Nobody knows where Lost John went ♪

♪ Darling, please forgive me ♪

♪ For doing what I'd done ♪

♪ Forgetting why we're going through ♪

- What did you do?

- I just figured we can't be too careful.

We're homicidal outlaws now.

Well, you're a homicidal outlaw.

I just got mixed up with the wrong folk.

- Where'd you get the stuff?

- That variety store next door.

I got you some stuff too, you wanna see it?

- No.

Where'd you get the money?

- Hey, I'm just looking out for our well being here, okay?

At least somebody is.

- Hello, my name is Stephanie

and I'll be your waitress today.

Are you ready to order?

- Sure thing, Stephanie.

Um, I'll have the grilled cheese sandwich,

I'll have fries, I'll have a coleslaw,

I'll have a side salad with some balsamic on it.

And an apple pie, a la mode.

- And for you?

- Coffee, black, no sugar.

- Coming right up.

- Don't you hate waitresses who tell their name

when they get to the table?

Oh hi, my name's Dylan and I'll be your waitress today.

I mean, have you ever actually gotten

your waitresses attention by yelling out her name?

You have to maintain that anonymity

for the customer/server relationship to work.

Soon as they become human, you just feel bad.

♪ By the time you tell me ♪

Be right back.

♪ Let's not fight the way we did back then ♪

♪ Let's play nice and break the ice ♪

♪ Let's make love again ♪

(phone ringing)

♪ Come here down beside me ♪

♪ Baby, let's make a deal ♪

♪ Let's not fight the way we did back then ♪

♪ Let's play nice and break the ice ♪

♪ Let's make love again ♪

Oh, shit.

♪ Let's play nice and break the ice ♪

Hey, Stephanie.

Yeah, can I get that grilled cheese to go?

(upbeat music)

♪ Oh, be joyful is that what you're brewing ♪

♪ Does your daddy know that's what you're doing ♪

♪ This little girl's got a reputation that's a 'ruined ♪

♪ She was giving them the country way ♪

Prick!

♪ Machete in the trees, the hound dog on the chain ♪

♪ Wouldn't let a woman playing the banjo in the rain ♪

♪ Tarot card tune but the song's always the same ♪

♪ Jesus, give me strength ♪

♪ Babe, it's all right ♪

♪ I'm gonna wrap you up tonight ♪

♪ Carry you out right ♪

♪ On time ♪

♪ She got the magic, she got her own toy ♪

♪ She got a young man that she plays with like a toy ♪

♪ He don't mind when she calls him little boy ♪

♪ That's the thing that he enjoys ♪

♪ She wanna get it all back but it's a little too late ♪

♪ She wanna start all over on a shiny clean slate ♪

♪ Just kill him like a snake and hang him up over the gate ♪

♪ Don't believe it, just you wait ♪

(truck horn honking)

♪ I'm gonna wrap you up tonight ♪

♪ Carry you out right ♪

♪ On time ♪

♪ Hey, all right ♪

♪ Ain't it good to be alive ♪

♪ Ain't it nice to be fighting on the winning side ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

(upbeat music continues)

- [Truck Driver] I didn't mean it that way.

- Thanks for nothing, you douche.

Hey, Cas, hey.

Dr. Pepper, what are the chances? This is perfect.

- No, no, not, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

- Hey, hey, what are you doing?

I'm not in the car yet.

Hey, you just came back for me,

I'm getting very mixed signals from you.

What a skeazebag, oh, that's why I hate hitching.

That guy was not the gentlemen I thought he was, Cas.

- No kidding.

- Oh hey, about that motel yesterday.

Told you I was good for it.

Put that back where it came from.

Well, that was an ordeal.

Probably could have been avoided

if you hadn't ditched me back there,

but I want you to know it's water under the bridge, Cas.

People make mistakes, you know.

I've been known to act impulsively

from time to time actually.

These things happen and I want you to know I forgive you.

- You forgive me? - Yeah.

Yeah, I forgive you.

- Bobby's not dead.

You've been texting him, all this time.

There are at least 12 messages from him.

- Okay, okay, I confess, he's not a hemophiliac.

- Don't say that.

I didn't believe it then, I don't believe it now.

- What are we talking about, Cas?

- Dylan, why don't you go home?

- Because I don't have a home.

Please, I can't go back there.

- Dylan.

I'm going west, all the way.

What are you gonna do?

- I'm good with west, all the way, that's a fresh start.

- And what are you gonna do when you get there?

- I told you, I'm in talks

with that publishing company out there.

The wheels are in motion, I mean, yeah,

they've been playing phone tag with me

but I have a really good feeling about this.

(soft upbeat music)

- Okay, first we gotta set some ground rules.

- Okay, shoot.

- One, stay out of my business.

- Done. - Number two.

No more smoking.

And I don't mean just in the car,

I mean no more smoking at all.

- I can quit anytime.

- Number three, I pick the music.

- Okay, just none of that bluegrass crap

'cause it's brutal.

- I pick the music.

- Okay, relax.

- Number four.

No talking. (chuckles)

- Aha, right, ever? - Ever. (chuckles)

- Pfft, I'm not gonna do that.

- You're really bad at that.

When I say never, never, stop talking.

- Okay, that's a stupid rule.

- Stop, no talking.

- Cas, I can't go without talking.

- No talking.

- Because what am I gonna do. - No talking.

- When I have to go pee or something?

- Get out of my car.

- I can't do.

(dramatic music)

(jaunty music)

Keep it on the road, Cas. - Stop talking.

♪ I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone ♪

♪ I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone ♪

♪ Gonna miss your baby from rolling in your arms ♪

♪ I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone ♪

♪ I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone ♪

- [Dylan] Hey, you got this in Kosher?

- Nope.

- All right, get it together.

- Hi, this is, uh, Dylan Morgan.

I'm calling, uh, again to follow up on my manuscript

that I submitted to Susan Crosby.

Uh, actually that'd be great.

Yeah, I can make Friday, I think.

Friday at 4:30.

Yeah, thank you.

Okay, bye.

Oh my God.

Permission to speak?

- Granted.

- I have a meeting at Cresthill Books!

- Really?

- (screaming) Yes, yes, yes, yes!

- That's great.

- Oh my God, this is like the company to work with,

this is huge, Cas, Cas, Cas, Cas.

Hey, you look like shit.

- Ah, it's just a headache.

- Yeah, do you want me to drive?

- (chuckles) Over my dead body.

- You know, there's a sort of sad irony to that.

I'm just saying.

(upbeat music)

Yes, I told you the wheels were in motion.

♪ I made a wreck out of my hand ♪

♪ I put it through the wall ♪

♪ I made a fist and not a plan ♪

♪ Call me a reckless wrecking ball ♪

♪ I throw my plates against the wall ♪

♪ And give it all I got ♪

♪ I aim to break not one but all ♪

♪ I'm just a big ol' wrecking ball ♪

Mm, yeah, that's good.

♪ I am a rock on top of the sand ♪

♪ I am a fist amidst the hands ♪

♪ And I break it just because I can ♪

Oh!

(tires screeching)

(car horn blaring)

(Dylan screams)

(Cas and Dylan screaming)

- It's my dog, it's just my dog.

- What the fuck?

(truck rumbling)

(bell chiming)

I'm really sorry, Cas, about uh, crashing your car.

Really, really sorry.

What's with the dog corpse?

- Don't go there.

- Don't go there?

That's it?

You have a frozen dog in your cooler.

Are you into necro-bestiality?

I read about that once, it's, it's not my thing.

But, you know.

- We'll just have to wait and see, won't we? (chuckles)

- How do I know you're not gonna kill me?

- Because I would of done that already.

- Oh. - Definitely.

- So.

- Look, my dog died.

That's fact, no fiction, that's reality.

I would like to bury him somewhere nice.

- Ah, well um, you broke your lower control arm.

Uh, it's gonna be a couple hours though.

There's a little drinking hole down the street.

- Oh yes, yes, come on, boy.

- Here, let me get that for you.

- [Cas] Drink up.

- "To whom it may concern."

That's what you've got so far?

Are you applying for a job in the afterlife?

Wow, you need me more than I thought.

- Rule number one, remember?

Stay out of my business.

- Cas? - Yes, Dylan?

- Why are you killing yourself?

- Because I have a malignant grade four

glioblastoma brain tumor, okay?

- [Dylan] That's horrible.

- Well, it's one of the less fun tumors,

let's put it that way.

- Shouldn't you be in a hospital?

- No. - Well, I don't get it.

You're a doctor, isn't modern medicine your thing?

- Yes, that's how come I know its limitations.

- Okay, I'm not judging.

- No, that would be out of character.

- But killing yourself is kind of the worst.

Like on a scale of one to 10 the things that are the worst,

killing yourself is like a 10.

- Actually, I could think of a hundred things worse

than killing yourself before I took another breath.

- You're playing god.

- No, no, no, you're playing god.

- What? How am I?

- We're gonna have to agree to disagree, okay?

I have a malignant inoperable brain tumor.

That's killing me, I'm not killing me.

I'm just choosing a date.

You got a problem with that?

Take it up with the tumor.

I wanna settle up my tab.

- [Waitress] Yep, I'll just get it in a sec.

- [Dylan] Pizza, sushi, taxi, you win, Denise.

(phone ringing)

- [Denise] Hey, this is Denise, I'm not in,

you know what to do.

(phone bleeps)

- Better?

- Yeah.

- Such a handsome couple.

- No, we're not. - Thank you.

- Are you from around here?

- No, no, we're just passing through.

We are synchronized swimmers.

- Dylan. - Well, we were.

I mean, we were part

of an internationally recognized synchro trio,

but when Cas fell in love with me

it caused a shift in our group synchronicity,

so the team fell apart.

- Oh dear.

- The emotional ramifications were too much for us.

We hung up our swim suits for good.

- Oh.

- Okay, we're just about done here.

We can settle up at the counter.

Sorry Mrs. Henderson,

you're gonna have to leave your truck in here overnight.

- Do you have a way to get home, or?

- Oh, we'll drive you. Ow!

- Oh, oh, well, lovely.

You can stay for dinner.

We'll do up the guest room.

(gentle jaunty music)

- This is quite the meal.

Were you guys, uh, expecting anyone else?

- Oh no, these days it's just the two of us.

- This pasta sauce is incredible.

- [Rose] Just something I whipped up.

- You know who makes the best pasta sauce I've ever tasted?

- [Cas] Uh, that's fine.

- Who?

- This guy, it's incredible.

I don't know what he puts in it, it's top secret,

but I dream about it.

I would give anything to know what's in it.

- You dream about what?

- Oh, his sauce.

- Oh.

- She's being dirty.

It's a double-entendre. (laughs)

- Oh, no, no, no, no.

No, I'm being serious.

I mean, he doesn't like when I brag about it.

He can't stand being in the spotlight,

it was a real problem back in our synchro days.

- Um, you have a very nice place here.

- Oh, thank you.

- We moved in here in 1959, 54 years ago.

- Wow, amazing.

- Folks come and go.

- Not us, steady as a rock.

- You two are like two little turtle doves.

- When I first met Rose, I said, "That's the one for me."

How much? (laughs)

- [Rose] Oh, Jack.

(Dylan laughs)

You're so bad. - Come here.

(lips smacking)

- (chuckles) Excuse me.

- Oh my God, how cute are they?

They're amazing, aren't they, Cas?

- Sure.

- They're like the Cleera's on ketamine.

They just seem so content, you know?

Living without a care in the world.

It almost seems like old people are in on some secret

that the rest of us has yet to learn.

What do you think? - Fuck!

I used to be able to do this.

- Well, I used to be able to do the splits.

So what, it's just a pen.

- You wanna know what I think?

- Mm-hmm.

- I think that he's in the advanced stages of Parkinson's

and she's in the middle stages of Alzheimer's,

and their bodies are deteriorating.

Luckily enough for them, they won't notice

because their minds are going even faster.

- Yes, but they're in love.

- (laughs) And that has nothing to do with anything.

- Well, I guess we'll just agree to disagree.

Sorry about your pen.

- I just don't wanna talk about Jack and Rose anymore, okay?

- Okay.

- I'm sorry.

I'm just tired.

I'm just really tired.

(somber music)

(horse neighing)

(Dylan retching)

(gentle upbeat music)

- Let me ask you this.

Why are you even writing a note

if you have no intended recipient?

If you don't know who you're writing to

it's gonna be vague and impersonal.

Do you want a vague and impersonal suicide note?

Sorry, legacy note.

Okay, this isn't a form letter, these are your last words.

So there's gotta be somebody

that you wanna say something to, come on.

Okay, another thing, I don't know

how you can write anything the way you are,

you're completely rigid.

- I am loose as a goose.

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

The black coffee, no sugar.

The hand sanitizer.

You were gonna take that boat of yours on this trip.

- Do you know how safe that car was?

- This is exactly what I'm talking about.

What are you scared of, getting killed?

That was boring.

Cas, Jennifer is fun, right?

She's colorful, she's orange.

- She's irrelevant.

I don't care what color the car is.

I don't care what color my tie is.

I don't care, don't you get it?

You don't understand. - Okay.

I'm just trying to help you write your note.

- No, you're not. - Yes.

- You're just distracting yourself

from reality with bullshit.

- You want a reality check?

I'm actually a ray of sunshine in your dismal life.

- (laughing) You are a ray of sunshine in my life?

- Yes.

- I am a ray of sunshine in your dismal life, baby.

You just don't have the guts

to look inside yourself and find it.

All right, half an hour.

- All right.

- And Dylan.

Uh, buy yourself some clothes, okay?

You're beginning to smell.

- Oh, right, I smell, yeah.

There's a dead dog fermenting in the back seat

and I'm the problem.

- Is that a piece of gum in your hair?

- [Dylan] I was wondering what happened to that,

thanks Columbo.

- Dylan. - Yeah?

- Pay for the clothes.

- Okay, sure.

(gentle upbeat music)

(gentle upbeat music continues)

- (grunts) Might I recommend an album?

- [Dylan] Oh, I'm good, I'm just browsing.

- You know, Shania's, "Come on Over,"

isn't just the best-selling album of all time

by a female musician in any genre,

it was also the best-selling country album ever.

A lot of people think no way,

it must have been Garth Brooks or Wynonna Judd.

But I'm like, it's Shania, all the way.

We also share the same zodiac sign.

Oh, excuse me.

Hey. - You are going to thank me.

- Okay. - You got some money on you?

- Yeah, in my left pocket.

- Yeah, I'm a little behind on rent.

Are you sure you don't need help with anything?

- Yeah, no, I'm good.

- These, these are pink flamingos from Miami.

I guarantee you're gonna be dancing 'till the sun comes up.

- Oh, wow.

- What's that now?

- Well, look at you.

- Coffee, black, no sugar.

Oh, I got something for Jennifer too.

- No.

- Figures.

Hey, Cas, promise me one thing?

No, goodbye sweet world, it's so overused.

And I'd hate for you to go out on a cliche.

- I thought you were writing next year's masterpiece?

- I am, don't worry, I've been writing it.

I, I just, I wrote this bit last night.

Wanna hear it? Okay.

(grunts) "From within the catacombs of her heart

was this secret flame of fury that could not be concealed.

Like the baby orca, when it first."

- Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Start again.

- Okay.

"From within the catacombs of her heart

was a secret flame of fury that could not be concealed.

Like the baby orca."

- Now, can I ask you a question?

- Yeah.

- What are you writing about?

- Oh, uh, okay, well, if you'll let me read.

- Well I, I've let you read, twice.

And I still don't have any idea what your point is or,

or if there's a through-line or anything.

- Who made you the expert on this?

I'm the writer, you're a doctor.

You don't tell me how to write,

I don't tell you how to doctor.

- Can I tell you how to get in the car?

- Drink your coffee, it'll make you feel better.

- Oh, you know that, that feeling you get

when you have a cup of coffee and it's not good, you know?

It's lacking. - Yeah, yeah.

- This is, this is the exact opposite of that.

- Good thing I only gave you one.

- What?

- Nothing.

- Boy, are you hot?

I mean are you feeling hot? I feel hot.

I feel like I'm burning up.

(laughing) I feel like I'm getting incinerated.

It's really hot.

- Should I uh, should I take the top down, or?

- Oh, yeah! Oh, yes!

What a good idea.

- Yeah? - Really.

- Yeah?

- You know, that's why I like you.

That's exactly why I like you

because you have some really good ideas.

Really fresh, you know? - Yeah?

- Fresh ideas, that's a fresh idea, fresh.

- You want me to drive too?

(upbeat music)

So how you feeling Dr. Pepper?

- This wind is so fresh on my face.

- I decided that going out west with you is destiny.

I was meant to do that.

I mean, what are the chances I would meet you

at the exact same time

that Cresthill Books finally went through?

It's a sign, right?

I see some good things ahead.

- You wanna know something?

- What? - You are absolutely right.

- No? - Mm-hmm.

- Really? - I feel great.

- Good, you should let is out, Cas, come on.

- A-whoo. (laughing)

- Really? That's it?

- What? - What, that's all you got?

Come on, diaphragm.

(both screaming)

(both laughing)

(upbeat music)

That feel good?

- Hm, I'm a little dehydrated.

♪ Long, why'd it take you so long ♪

♪ Every time I get ♪

I need something to drink.

- Yeah?

- You want anything? - I'm good.

(Cas humming)

- Oh, are you married? No, ooh.

(phone beeping)

(phone ringing)

- [Denise] Hey, this is Denise, I'm not in,

you know what to do.

- Hey, Denise, my name is Dylan.

I'm a friend of a friend of yours, uh, Cas Pepper.

I guess he could have been your boyfriend

or like a cousin, maybe?

Uh, it might be really good for you

to get in touch with him or I can try you again.

He just seems like he could kinda use

a friend right now, maybe.

(gentle upbeat music)

♪ Miles and miles and miles ♪

♪ Before we reach the sand ♪

♪ Cacti and cacti for miles ♪

♪ Miles of dry land, dry land ♪

♪ We gonna make it ♪

- Dylan.

♪ Ooh, we gonna make it ♪

Dylan, we overslept.

(Dylan groans)

We overslept, get up.

- [Dylan] What?

You're old, don't you people wake up at like 5:00 am?

- [Cas] What do you mean, you people?

♪ Once we feel the sea breeze ♪

♪ My, my, my, my, my lover, my maker ♪

♪ My breaker ♪

♪ Take me by the hand ♪

♪ We could go walking for miles ♪

♪ Once we reach the sand, the sand ♪

♪ We gonna make it, ooh, we gonna make it ♪

♪ We gonna take it ♪

♪ Ooh, we gonna take it easy ♪

♪ Once we leave the sand ♪

- Okay, wish me luck.

- Good luck.

(Dylan grunts)

- Can I help you?

- Yes, Dylan Morgan.

I have a 4:30 with Susan Crosby to talk about my manuscript.

- Hm, you said 4:30?

- Yup.

- That's weird.

(phone ringing)

Susan, I have a Dylan Morgan here.

Uh-ha, title?

- Um, "Action Romanture."

- "Action Romanture."

(giggles) Okay, thank you, Susan.

(sighs) There seems to have been a mix-up.

Cresthill Books passed on your manuscript.

- I called though, I, I have a meeting.

- She had a 4:30 with Dillon Shaughnessy.

- No, um. - Well, Dylan, Dillon.

It's an understandable mix-up.

- I don't find it that understandable.

I came all the way from Winnipeg.

- Oh, sorry.

- If I could just speak with Mrs. Crosby for five minutes.

- I'm afraid that's impossible.

- If I could talk to her about my work, I mean, it's deep.

You know, maybe Susan doesn't have enough, you know?

- No, no, I'm afraid I don't know.

(phone trilling)

Cresthill Books.

Yeah, yeah sure, sure, sure, sure,

I'll put you right through.

(phone trilling) Cresthill Books.

Peter, Susan has been trying to get ahold of you for ages.

We loved it, oh yeah, yeah.

I'll put you through.

- [Cas] What happened?

- Wouldn't even see me.

(lilting music)

Cas? Hey.

What are you doing, Cas?

- Excuse me.

We're here to see Ms. Susan Crosby.

- Uh, if this is about her manuscript,

Cresthill Books passed.

- I hear you, and we'd just like to see Ms. Crosby

for five minutes, I think that's fair.

- Susan doesn't see anyone without an appointment.

I think that's fair.

You were saying you stayed the night, so?

- You do know that you're being unreasonable.

- Okay, it's not gonna happen, all right?

But thank you, please submit again.

Sorry, no, it's fine I'm just at work.

- My name is Dr. Cas Pepper.

This woman is my patient, she has high blood pressure.

If she strokes and dies, I will see to it

that you personally are charged

with at least manslaughter and perhaps murder.

- Your syntax is ordinary at best.

There are factual inconsistencies everywhere.

There's no through-line, no point of view.

And it's completely unfocused, impersonal and inauthentic.

You have no connection to the material

and it reads that way.

- Oh.

- [Susan] I will take the phone back now.

- Oh, Dylan, it was your first book.

And that was your first publishing company.

- Yeah, but she said everything you said, so.

Who am I kidding?

- If you wrote 15 minutes a day-

- I don't have time for that. - Every single.

- I don't have time for that.

- You do have time for that.

- No, I don't, that's the point.

I should be better.

At this point in my life

I should be somebody better than this.

I'm pregnant. - I know.

- What?

- What do you think?

I'm such a terrible doctor,

I can't diagnose morning sickness and a huge appetite, geez.

- My God, you must think I'm such an idiot.

I just don't wanna get stuck.

I don't wanna be stuck with Bobby.

I don't wanna end up like my parents.

They're not.

They're not actually circus performers, you know?

They're just losers.

- Dylan, this is only one setback.

You're a writer. - No, I'm not.

I'm just an ordinary, talentless wannabe.

- Look, you are not supposed to be a great writer

at this time in your life.

You don't have the life experience to support it.

You are in your apprenticeship.

This is when you're allowed to make mistakes

and embrace them, learn from them.

And you're definitely, definitely not ordinary.

(laughs) Give me a break.

You're not ordinary, that's for sure.

You're a total lunatic, okay?

You're perfectly crazy, you have no filter.

And you drugged my drink.

Everything about you,

everything, is extraordinary.

(upbeat bright music)

Here's to perseverance and getting where we wanna go.

- And to ripping phones out of walls.

Hm, I almost forgot.

I got you something.

- Did you steal it?

- Yes.

But to be perfectly honest,

I haven't paid for music since the late '90s.

It's just a little something, I, I still don't get it,

but whatever floats your proverbial boat, right?

- Thanks. - Yeah.

Hey, get this.

I've been doing some solo work on the note.

Um, if I were you, I'd wanna go out on a little drama.

You know, take the opportunity

to expose anybody who's really pissed you off.

The context alone will make them feel bad.

So I fictionalized it for now, just to give you the idea.

"It all started with my kindergarten teacher, Miss Grey."

We can change the name.

Uh, "I firmly believe that her inability

to grasp the full meaning of what I'd done

over my summer vacation was directly linked

to my lifelong fear of intimacy."

I'm just guessing, but I'm probably right.

You okay, Cas? - Mm-hmm.

- Okay.

Um, so, Cas?

Cas?

Cas?

Somebody call an ambulance.

Please, please!

- It's reached a dangerously advanced stage.

He's been taking Oxycodone to numb the pain

but he should really be getting treatment, in a hospital.

There's chemotherapy for this, radiation, radiosurgery,

uh, anti angiogenic therapy.

- Okay, thanks.

- (grunts) How's work coming on the note?

I think we're gonna need it soon-ish. (chuckles)

- I think we're kidding ourselves here.

- Dylan, you know that there's nothing in this room

that'll help me.

- Well, I mean, what are we doing?

We're heading west on some insane mission.

- I know, it's a losing battle.

But I'd rather fight a losing battle there,

than a losing battle here.

- You're not even trying.

- Listen to me. - No.

No, you listen to me, okay?

Yeah, at first I thought this would be really fun,

but I think you're delusional and maybe I am too.

You know, I just know that it just got really fucking real

and I don't know you that well.

I don't know you well enough

to deal with this, that's for sure.

And, I mean- - What are you doing?

- I'm calling Denise.

Yeah, I went through your phone,

but you went through mine, so we're even.

She made your fave four, I can only assume

that she should be here instead of me.

Seriously, who has only four contacts?

You're like a sociopath.

- [Denise] Hey, this is Denise, I'm not in,

you know what to do.

- Fuck. - Voicemail?

Yeah, it's been very difficult getting ahold of her,

since she's been dead for 10 years.

- You think this is funny? - No.

Which is why I didn't drive all this way to end up here.

What are you doing?

- You had a seizure in the middle of a restaurant

and I'm not always great at interpreting signs,

but that's a pretty clear one.

- That wasn't a sign. - You have to be here, okay?

And until you accept that, I'm taking your keys,

and your wallet, and good luck.

- Dylan, Dylan.

There are no such things as signs, they are bullshit.

Listen to me.

I didn't become a doctor because of my last name.

And you and I didn't meet

because it was some divinely inspired act.

I had a plan.

I had a perfectly worked out plan and you fucked it up.

You did, you did, you fucked up my plan.

And against all odds in the face of that we became friends.

And that's real.

And so I'm asking you as a friend,

please help me get out of here.

(somber music)

- So have you really been paying Denise's phone bill

for the past 10 years?

(gentle upbeat music)

♪ And with a faint taste of cigarettes ♪

♪ You write hallelujah songs ♪

♪ Ain't it wonderful feeling all right ♪

♪ So I tickle up your backbone ♪

♪ And at the break of day you sank into dream ♪

♪ You dream ♪

♪ And at the break of day you sank into dream ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

Oh, sorry, sorry, Cas, go back to sleep.

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ On a date by a chocolate lake ♪

♪ Down by the rotary ♪

Not too shabby.

♪ And at the break of day you sank into dream ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ And at the break of day you sank into dream ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

(gentle upbeat music continues)

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

I think that's pretty good for my first grave.

I might have a future in this business.

Do you want me to say something?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Okay.

Beloved Winston,

I never knew you in your living state,

but I've really come to enjoy your company post-mortem.

I truly believe that if you make a difference

in just one person's life, then your life had meaning.

Hope you know you'll be sorely missed.

I just wish I'd met you sooner.

Do you, do you wanna say something?

- Yeah.

(Cas grunts)

(chuckles) Winston, buddy, I know you hated Winnipeg.

And I think you really liked it here,

so bringing you here hopefully counts.

(somber music)

- You know what, Cas?

When I was a kid we had a dog and when it died

we chopped it up and flushed it down the toilet.

- That's a lie. - Yes, that's a lie.

The dog was a fish, but the point is,

I think you went above and beyond, if you ask me.

- You have a way with words. - I totally agree.

Should I get you something, um?

Do you want water, or?

Or, um?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you should probably rest.

Do you, are you cold?

Do you want maybe a blanket?

I'll give you a blanket.

All right.

Yeah? Good.

Is that good?

Under your foot, there.

Okay.

Um.

Music?

Music.

Yes, yes, yes.

Put on something good.

A little tune-age, okay.

(gentle jaunty music)

That's good, you know?

When you give it a shot, it's got certain, um,

I don't know.

(Dylan speaks French)

♪ Somebody loves you, darling ♪

♪ Somebody loves you, I know ♪

- All this time, something has been nagging at me.

It's been too easy.

Until now.

You're making this entirely too difficult for me.

And I wanna thank you.

I really wanna thank you for that.

♪ Somebody loves you, darling ♪

♪ Somebody loves you, I know ♪

♪ Somebody loves you, darling ♪

I think I need something.

- Okay, yeah, what do you want?

- I think I need a cup of coffee.

- All right, sure.

Okay, do you have some coffee here?

- No, but, um, there's a, there's a place in town.

It's really not far.

- Okay.

Okay, um, black, no sugar?

- No, and make it a latte.

Yeah, lots of froth.

- You think you can handle that, Cas?

(Dylan clears throat)

♪ Somebody loves you, darling ♪

- Dylan? - Yeah?

♪ Somebody loves you, I know ♪

♪ Somebody loves you deeply ♪

♪ Why did you let him go ♪

♪ Why did you let him go ♪

Okay, coming right up.

♪ When I go from this life ♪

♪ Let me go in peace ♪

♪ Don't want your marble ♪

♪ At my head and feet ♪

♪ Don't gather round me ♪

♪ Oh, just to weep and moan ♪

♪ Where that I'm going ♪

♪ I won't be alone ♪

(solemn bright music)

♪ The flowers you give ♪

♪ Please give them today ♪

♪ Don't waste their beauty ♪

♪ On cold lifeless clay ♪

♪ One rose with love ♪

♪ Could do so much good ♪

♪ And I think all would give it ♪

♪ If they just understood ♪

♪ Now God gives life freely ♪

♪ Then he takes away ♪

♪ What we do for each other ♪

♪ Let us do it today ♪

♪ For we have no promise ♪

♪ That tomorrow will come ♪

♪ So let it go freely ♪

♪ To God's evermore ♪

Cas?

(somber music)

(somber music continues)

It turns out Cas was right.

These are my apprenticeship years.

So I've started apprenticing.

I sometimes think back on my time with Cas

and wonder if it really happened.

I, I don't know what I did to deserve the honor

of spending his last days with him.

It wasn't just a stroke of unprecedented luck

that put us together, it was in the stars.

Hey.

In the end, Cas was a philanthropist.

My philanthropist.

Oopsies.

And he left us everything.

You know, I think our brainstorming really paid off.

Since he did finish that note in the end.

And he was right, it was a legacy note.

(gentle solemn music)

(upbeat music)

♪ Are you close to mine or could you blow my mind ♪

♪ 'Cause the heat is up already passed over time ♪

♪ Well, I'm here to say I got a better way ♪

♪ Nothing brings me down with how I feel today ♪

♪ Hey, I'm feelin' good like you know I should ♪

♪ Got the pressure beat just like you know I would ♪

♪ Hey, I'm feelin' good, oh, like you know I should ♪

♪ Got the pressure beat, yeah ♪

♪ Back and forth again with my remembering ♪

♪ Tell me who, or what, why, or where and when ♪

♪ Comin' back this time I gotta know the rhyme ♪

♪ And I feel it clear, never goin' take what's mine ♪

♪ Feelin' good, oh, like you know I should ♪

♪ Got the pressure beat just like you know I would ♪

♪ Hey, I'm feelin' good, oh, like you know I should ♪

♪ Got the pressure beat, yeah ♪

(upbeat music continues)

♪ Back and forth again with my remembering ♪

♪ Well, I guess losers go, money will make amends ♪

♪ Well, I'm here to say I got a better way ♪

♪ Nothing brings me down with how I feel today ♪

♪ Feelin' good, oh, like you know I should ♪

♪ Got the pressure beat just like you know I would ♪

♪ Hey, I'm feelin' good, oh, like you know I should ♪

♪ Got the pressure beat, yeah ♪

(upbeat music continues)