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Alright.

You ready for one more?

♪ I got a girlfriend

♪ She said she loves me

♪ She likes to hold me

♪ She once told me... ♪

♪ 'Cause she don't mind

♪ Nothing, nothing

♪ Yeah, she don't mind

♪ Nothing, nothing... ♪

- With the band? - No, record label.

You'd better put that on.

Yes, sir.

Whoa!

Guys, clean-up on aisle seven.

What's up, man?

Hi, Leo. Keep playing with that thing, you're gonna go blind.

Matt, where are we on that sit-down with Elijah?

- I told you, talk to Zeke. - Yeah. Zeke said talk to you.

We want the cover.

Jeff won't come in until he sees the article.

But it's a definite possibility.

- It's alright. - I gotta go, Leo.

Come on, Matt. Is he gonna do it or not?

It's a 'definite possibility'.

We love you, New York!

- How's it going, man? - We'll see you soon!

What's up?

What's up, man?

Elijah!

Got a visitor.

Hi.

- Hey. - Great set, man.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

- Did you talk to him? - Not yet.

- Would you talk to him? - Talk to me about what?

Talk to me about what?

Elijah just signed with Interscope.

What?!

Are you fucking joking?

What's going on?

You're just slow, man.

I'm slow? What do you mean, I'm slow?

- He doesn't mean slow. - Wait. He said slow.

Just shut up, OK? What do you mean, slow?

I haven't had a record out in a year.

You're getting ready to cut an album. We just booked a studio.

Look, Interscope's got two songs ready to go.

And they're fucking good.

OK. But they're not yours.

I thought you wanted to do your own stuff.

We've been telling you for a while that we need a new single.

OK?

Jesus. Elijah. Come on, man.

I got nothing but love for you, man. Really.

It's not personal.

Yeah.

Here.

Morning, Eve.

- Morning, Matt. - Hi.

- Does she know about, um... - Everyone knows.

Hey, can you pull me Elijah's sheet when you have a chance?

Thanks.

Matt Ryder's office. This is Kim.

I'm sorry. Mr Ryder is in a meeting right now.

Can you return? Great. Thank you.

Shit! This is how much we're holding too.

Rob Marker's office. This is Kim.

- Rob Marker's office? - I'm sorry.

I don't have him right now. Can you return?

Great. Thank you.

What the hell's that?

- Marker's been promoted. - Really? Hm.

And Mr Lepselter actually wants to see you right now.

Sit down.

Am I about to get fired?

Sit down.

Come on, I've been working for you

since before you could make payroll - 10 years.

And I've kept you on at a loss for the last few.

A loss? Really? OK.

You know, I brought you a Coldplay demo in '99.

You didn't even listen to it. Arcade Fire in 2003.

A bootleg, and you were like, "Yeah. Great in concert.

"Won't translate to the airwaves."

Three years ago, I had the Spare Sevens, here, in the room,

in the fucking room, but then...

I blew a few good calls for you. So what?

You've been cashing that chit in for years, Matt.

I know music better than anybody else in this fucking office.

Yeah. You've got a great ear.

And that would've made you irreplaceable in 1998.

- Bullshit. It still matters. - Music is a commodity.

And it's airborne. You can't protect it.

And you can't sell what you can't protect.

The only thing you can sell, Matt, is the artist,

and you haven't been signing any, and last night,

you let your meal ticket walk out that door.

Yeah.

Yeah, well...

I'm still working 'em.

- Working who? - The Spare Sevens.

- Spare Sevens? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Right. - Hey. I'm not joking.

No, no, no. They're... They're not happy at Sony.

The label rushed their last album. They're pissed.

The Spare Sevens are about to pop globally.

If they're not happy, Sony will make them happy.

No. These guys aren't like Elijah.

They actually want to take the time to make music,

the way real bands used to make it.

I've talked to their manager, Dan, at PMO.

- You have a sit-down? - I will.

I'll give you two weeks.

Not because I owe it to you

but because I want the Spare Sevens.

Hello.

You have no pictures.

Like, on your walls and your... your desk.

You don't have any photos. Who doesn't hang up a picture?

No, that's a good question. Here's another one. Who are you?

Most people in their office, they have photos of their wife,

girlfriend, dog - something.

Hm. Yeah, well, my wife left me. Don't have a girlfriend.

And I'm afraid of dogs. Sorry to disappoint. Excuse me.

Yes.

Hi. Yeah, there is a... strange woman standing in my office.

- On my way. - I'm not strange.

- You're a little strange. - I work for Ben.

Oh! Oh, you work for Ben.

Oh, OK. Well, that's great. I don't know who that is.

Benjamin Asher Ryder. Your father.

Sorry. I'm, um... I'm Zooey Kern.

I'm Ben's nurse/personal assistant.

Uh, listen, Miss Kern,

this has already been a monumentally shitty day,

and I haven't even started dealing with the West Coast yet.

So... Hey, Kim!

Not exactly sure what you're doing here,

and, honestly, I don't care, so...

Ben's dying.

Right. See, I thought I covered that with "I don't care".

- He has liver cancer. - Uh-huh.

And he's got three months left, maybe four.

Sorry, Matt. I was in with Marker.

Miss, do you have an appointment?

Wouldn't you know if she had an appointment?

- It was rhetorical. - Listen.

I need you to show this woman out, OK?

Then I need you to get a hold of Dan Summers at PMO Talent.

Let him know I want to talk about the Spare Sevens.

No. Actually, just... say that it's urgent.

- Rob Marker's office... - Are you kidding me?!

Alright. I'll just call security myself, then.

I don't think you actually have security, do you?

No. No, we don't.

So, are you familiar with Kodachrome?

Yes.

Paul Simon, 1973. What do you want to know?

Yeah, not that. Kodachrome film.

Your father always shoots his series on Kodachrome

because he prefers his pictures to be projected...

With light, rather than printed.

Yeah, no, I know his whole spiel.

There's only one place left in the world

that processes Kodachrome,

and that's Dwayne's Photo in Parsons, Kansas.

But Kodak has decided to stop manufacturing the dyes,

so after next week,

it will be impossible to develop Kodachrome film.

Amazing.

Your father found four rolls

he shot a really long time ago

and he never got them developed

and it woke something up in him, so he's...

He's decided that he's gonna have one last show.

How about that? Good for him. OK.

This has been very, very, um... annoying.

- Here. Let me show you out. - Can I ju...

Ben needs to get these rolls to Kansas

and he can't fly, not in his condition.

If only there was a service that delivered packages overnight.

- Yeah. He doesn't trust FedEx. - Of course not.

Well, you're his nurse/assistant/whatever.

Don't you have a driver's licence?

- Yeah, I do. - There you go.

Uh, but...

Ben wants you to drive him.

Hm. You know what?

I'm gonna try to explain this as clearly as possible, alright?

I have not spoken to the man in over a decade.

And there's no way in hell I'm going to Kansas with him.

Or anywhere. You got it?

Come to dinner at the house tonight.

I know I'm talking 'cause I can hear my voice.

Matt!

He's dying.

You should go see him one last time.

There'll be a car waiting for you downstairs.

Hey, Matt.

Larry Holt. Ben's manager.

Yeah. I remember you.

Oh, the last time I saw you, you were still a teenager.

That's great.

Well, maybe we should get inside.

He's in there.

♪ You're so good for me

♪ You can be mine

♪ Hey!

♪ You're so good for me

♪ You're so good for me

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! ♪

I didn't think you'd come.

Those look familiar.

Well, they should. They're yours.

You want to bang around a little?

- No, I don't play anymore. - Well, that's too bad.

You used to be pretty good.

I'm sorry for the smell.

You know, the meds, they give me...

They give me gas.

So, Matt...

Larry tells me things haven't been

going so well for you at the record label.

I was... I was telling Ben that the record labels

can't seem to find a sustainable business model.

You told me he was gonna be out on his ass any day now.

- Jesus, Ben. - Well, where'd you hear that?

- Larry knows everything. - Behave.

I'm dying. I don't have time to behave.

Oh, come on. That's bullshit.

You were a prick long before you had the cancer.

That's true enough.

At least you two are talking.

This is good.

So, how much time you got left?

It depends on which doctor you talk to.

I'm betting tits up by New Year's.

Why did you get divorced?

She catch you in flagrante with some other babe?

- You'd like that, wouldn't you? - Or did you catch her?

Just because you fucked around on my mom

all the time doesn't mean everyone does.

You guys may want to pace yourselves.

Your mother and I had a very complicated relationship.

Complicated by you putting your dick

in every woman you met, right?

Your mother forgave me.

Yeah. Well, she died alone, Ben.

- So will I. - Yeah, but you deserve to.

Hey!

It's OK. We're just... We're just catching up here.

- People change. - No, they don't.

Why don't we talk about the trip?

Well, I can save us all a lot of trouble here.

I'm not going on any trip.

You are a desperate old man,

trying to, what, manufacture some bullshit redemption?

Why?

So you can pretend that your...

..empty, selfish life

was anything but meaningless?

Thanks but no, thanks.

And just so you know, when you are dead,

no-one's even gonna care that you're gone.

I mean, maybe these two, but you pay for them.

Hello?

- Matt. Larry Holt. - Hey, Larry.

I want to discuss...

Come on, man.

- Matt, don't hang up. - Not gonna change my mind.

I know. So I'm gonna change it for you.

Oh, you are? Really? OK. Well, how are you gonna do that?

The Spare Sevens. I can get you a sit-down.

Go on.

Their manager used to work for me.

He says you've been calling all day.

They're gonna be playing in Chicago in a few days.

Some radio station thing. You can swing by on your way.

Wait. Hold on. What do you mean, "on my way"?

You talking about Kansas, yeah?

Look, man, I don't know how to make this any more clear to you,

but that's just not gonna happen.

Look.

Ben needs the show and you need that meeting.

And trust me...

..this is the only way you'll get it.

I'm not gonna go with him, Larry.

It's not happening.

Please, don't call back.

Fuck!

Good morning, Matthew. Glad you reconsidered.

So, what's up with the Sevens?

The show's Saturday.

I'll make arrangements for a meeting afterwards.

Mm-hm.

Still drive that, huh? Did you fix the roof yet?

I'm sorry. Would you like to take your car?

I don't have a car.

Then that settles that, doesn't it?

The car runs fine, Matt.

Oh, what? You're going too, huh?

Unless you want to give me my shots.

- Is that OK with you? - Fine with me.

- Alright, then. - Let's go!

We're burning daylight.

In two miles, merge onto I-80 west.

Could you not text and drive, please?

I'm not texting. I'm looking at texts. There's a difference.

Hey, this car doesn't have

an iPhone jack or anything like that, does it?

We're strictly analog here.

Some cassettes in the glove compartment.

In 1.5 miles, stay to the right to merge onto...

- Zooey. - Mm-hm?

Hand me that thing for a second.

Yeah.

What the hell are you doing?!

Like I said, strictly analog.

We gotta drive halfway across the country, man.

Yeah, that's right, and I'm not gonna have some robot bitch

whining in my ear all the way there,

sending me on some sterile Interstates.

We have a week to get to Kansas.

We're taking the scenic route.

We're gonna use this map here.

You remember what a map is?

Yeah. I know what a map is.

- Turn that up, will you, Zo? - Yep.

I love this song.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Ben, you're here.

Hey, there's a diner across the street.

We should meet up later and grab dinner.

That sounds like a plan.

Yeah, you guys go ahead.

I'm just gonna get in a quick work-out,

make it an early night.

Hey.

- Don't give me that look. - Oh, OK.

You know what? You need to let your guard down.

- Excuse me? - Yeah.

- I know you're scared. - Scared?

- Yeah. - What am I scared of exactly?

You're scared to open yourself up to him.

You're scared to let yourself love him again.

- Wow. - Don't.

- Wow. That's amazing. - Yeah. Mm-hm.

I mean, forget therapy

or the facts of my relationship with him.

You spend, what, six hours in a car with me

and you've already cracked the code - that's amazing.

- Don't be such a dick about it. - I don't need to be a dick.

I need to be... less scared to let him in.

Or let him into... Um...

- I'm just saying... - I'll mull it over.

But I know it's something to do with me being scared.

You made the effort to come, so you may as well try

and get to know him a little bit.

Watch your fingers.

♪ I like to hold your hand... ♪

Oh!

♪ But your hand isn't here anymore

♪ I like to see your eyes

♪ But your eyes do not see any longer

♪ I want to walk with you

♪ But our walks do not exist anymore

♪ No, your eyes do not see anymore... ♪

It was 1998 or so and I was in the White House

doing a... a spread on Clinton, at Bill's request.

It was right after the whole, you know,

bullshit impeachment circus

and Bill was trying to prove to...

So you're calling the Lewinsky scandal bullshit

'cause he cheated on his wife

and then lied to the entire country about it?

They all cheat. They all fuck around.

You should know that better than anybody.

- Ben! - What?

After the way your marriage ended...

- Stop it! Stop. - What?

Just because Matt's here? Don't be an idiot.

I mean, if anybody knows about fucking around...

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. You need to stop talking now.

- Leave her alone. Yeah? - It's OK.

I do believe Matt here is defending you.

Look, just go back to telling your bullshit stories

about you and your fancy friends, OK?

What we're seeing here now is jealousy,

envy and resentment of a man living in the shadow

of his father's accomplishments.

Yeah, you've had a great big life.

Yeah. You're damn straight, I did.

Mm-hm.

Where are all those friends now, while you're dying?

- Matt. Stop. - Alone?

My work will live on long after I'm gone.

- Mmm. - What have you done?

Holy shit! Look at that, man.

She gotta be 250 pounds or something.

That outfit's beautiful.

Can you just try and take it easy on him?

Me? Are you kidding me? I was defending you.

You know, a month from now, two months...

Mm-hm.

..he's going to be gone forever.

No, I get it, OK? I understand the concept.

It doesn't give him a free pass to be an asshole to people.

OK.

I'm gonna go back to the motel.

Fuck.

Here's your check, hon.

Yeah. Thanks.

♪ Yes, I understand

♪ That every life must end, uh-huh

♪ As we sit alone, I know some day we must go, uh-huh... ♪

♪ Oh, I'm a lucky man

♪ To count on both hands the ones I love

♪ Some folks just have one, yeah

♪ Others, they got none, uh-huh

♪ Stay with me, uh

♪ Let's just breathe

♪ Ooh, ooh-hoo

♪ Practised are my sins

♪ Never gonna let me win, uh-huh

♪ Under everything, just another human being... ♪

What? What's funny?

Uh...

When I was a kid, my mom used to take me up to the Poconos.

- Mm-hm. - For a few weeks every summer.

After we'd pass a few of those deer crossing signs

that just went by...

..I remember I asked her...

.."Mom...

"..how do the deers know

"that's where they're supposed to cross?"

I was being serious. I'm a kid.

But she just... laughed her ass off,

like it was the funniest thing she ever heard.

That felt great, 'cause...

I don't remember her laughing much.

When did she die?

Um...

When I was 13.

I'm so sorry.

Anyway, after that, I moved out of New York,

went to go live with my aunt and uncle in Cleveland.

Ben was... He was working in Africa at the time.

Hell, he didn't even make it back for the funeral.

There was a civil war going on.

- Mm-hm. - I'm not making excuses.

I'm just... saying,

if you think you had it rough, go spend some time in Africa.

I'll remember that.

We should go see him.

- Go see who? - Your Uncle Dean.

Cleveland's only an hour away

and your Spare Sisters thing isn't until tomorrow night.

I wouldn't mind seeing my brother...

..one more time before I leave this planet.

Yeah, but...

Dean hates you.

He doesn't hate me. He's just pissed off at me.

♪ Nothing you would take

♪ Everything you gave

♪ Hold me till I die

♪ Meet you on the other side... ♪

- I'll be damned. - Hi, Dean.

- You dying? - Is it that obvious?

Yeah, well, you're here, aren't you?

Yes, I am.

It's good to see you.

Matt, what... What? What are you doing here?

- Hi. That is a long story. - Yeah. I bet.

- And who's this? - Hi. Sorry. I'm, um...

- This is Zooey. - Yep, Zooey.

- Is that Matty? Oh! - Uncle Dean. Nice to meet you.

- Hi. - Hey.

- Ben. - Hi, Sarah.

He's dying.

Well, not in our driveway, he isn't. Bring him on in!

And you! Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

I'm sorry. It was a last-minute thing.

- Hey! Hi! - Hi.

- Yeah. This is, uh, Zooey. - Oh, Matty!

Well, now, she's more like it. I mean...

I told him not to marry the other one.

- No. I, um... - OK. Well, there's...

- Zooey is... is, um... - Yes.

- Ben's nurse. - Yeah.

Oh, because... your auras are conjoined.

- I could see that immediately. - Yeah. Yeah. Um...

- Aunt Sarah here can see auras. - Mm-hm.

- And she can hear sarcasm too. - Of course she can.

Yeah. So you guys are gonna spend the night? Yes?

- If that's OK, yeah. - Great.

Matty, you and Zooey take your old room.

- But we are not together. - Nope.

Hi.

Hey.

- This was your room? - Yeah.

Basically, seventh, eighth grade through high school.

Yeah. You were really into music.

Yep. I'd say it's the... the one thing I inherited from Ben.

Actually, I would say that the, you know...

..the only memories, or good ones, at least,

that I have of him were, uh...

..were listening to music.

We had this little den and this...

..old Fisher stereo.

I mean, it was new at the time, but...

You know, he'd let me play records

when he was going through his slides.

Mm-hm.

So, while most kids had...

..people singing 'em lullabies to sleep,

I had Graham Nash singing 'Wounded Bird'.

Let's see. What do we have here?

- Ooh! Pearl Jam. - Mm-hm.

Radiohead. Nirvana.

What can I say? I was a moody kid.

Yeah, you can tell a lot about someone's past

from the music they listened to.

Well, then, I guess you know a lot about my past now.

Well, what do you think I listened to?

That's a very interesting question. OK.

I'll bite.

But in order to do this to the best of my ability,

I have to actually figure out your exact age, so...

Excuse this. This might be a little rude. What are you...?

- 28? - I'm 30.

- You are? - Yeah.

- Hey. Yeah. - Thank you.

Dodged a bullet there. OK. Alright. That was...

OK, so that means you were

a freshman in college, like, in 2000?

- Mm-hm. - Alright.

So, then, you were into...

Sorry to say, but you're a product of your environment.

Top 40- I'm talking Britney, Christina, boy bands,

NSYNC, Backstreet Boys, maybe a little Alanis

when you were feeling dark.

- Oh, please give me some credit. - But then...

But then you started to rebel against

your middle-class suburban values.

- Is that what I was doing? OK. - Mm-hm. Or...

Possibly, more than likely, you ended up meeting

a guy who was into alternative music.

Why do you assume that I changed for a guy?

- Maybe he changed for me. - No, no, no, no.

Guys don't change for girls. Not in college, at least.

Well, when do they change, then?

Much later.

Usually when it's too late.

Anyway, you started listening

to bands that you thought would make you edgier,

but, come on, they're still hopelessly mainstream,

and, you know, you're sitting there in your dorm room

and you were listening to...

..Live.

Like, who live? What live?

No, the band Live. They were called Live.

I don't know of a band called Live.

- Live. You know, like... - ♪ I don't know... ♪

Actually could not name a single song that the band Live...

I just sang one. Well, what about...

You know 'Lightning Crashes'. Everyone knows that.

That's the... ♪ Her placenta falls to the floor... ♪

- Oh, my God! - What?

Most people know it because it's one of

the only pop songs with the word 'placenta' in it.

You're really bad at this. I was, like, a weird... sad punk.

It was, like, the Smiths, Pixies...

- But you loved Live. - Yeah, I loved Live.

Biggest fan. You were Live's biggest fan.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Yeah. No, I'm not wrong.

This isn't bad.

What?

- Galaxie 500. - Oh, yeah.

- Obscure. - Indeed.

Does your record player still work?

- Fucking better. - Let's take it for a spin.

Hm?

♪ My head will turn to yellow

♪ My eyes will turn to green

♪ My voice will turn to mellow

♪ But still I can't be seen

♪ Melt away

♪ I wanna melt away

♪ Melt away

♪ I wanna melt away... ♪

Yeah, yeah. Right?

How's Hank? Is he married? Is Hank married yet?

- Yeah. Yep. - Yep. Couple of years now.

- Have any kids? - Not yet, but, you know.

They're so young. I mean, there's no rush.

So, what's so special about these photographs you need to...

..drive halfway across the country to get 'em developed?

It is some of my early work, stuff I shot years ago.

So, what happens if you get 'em back and they're garbage?

I mean, how do you even know what's on them?

I remember every shot I've ever taken.

That's, like, hundreds of thousands of photos.

- You remember all of 'em? - Yep.

That's impressive.

When's my birthday?

- February 19. - February 19.

You got it.

Yeah.

Last one.

- Thanks. - Yeah.

It's good to see them together again.

It's good to see you with him.

I don't know.

He left us.

Hell, he left you guys too.

Now he's dying, so he comes back,

and we're just letting him back in.

It's like he's getting away with it or something.

Matty, look at him.

I mean, does that look like a man

who's gotten away with anything?

OK. I'm gonna...

I'm gonna go upstairs.

Try and get a little work done before I pass out.

Can I take this, put wine in it

and bring it upstairs and drink it in my room?

Help yourself, darling.

- Goodnight, sweetheart. - Goodnight.

- I'm so glad you're here. - Me too.

- I love you. - Love you too.

Hey, guys, uh, going to bed. I'll see you in the morning.

- OK. - Goodnight.

- You good? - Yeah.

Yeah, no, I'm just a little tired.

Gonna try and get some work done.

I'm glad you're making this trip.

Oh, a man should know his father,

no matter what kind of bastard he is.

You should come back here more often.

I know. I'm sorry.

It's OK. End of lecture.

- It's good to see you. - Thanks.

Yep.

Hey. Saw...

- Hey. - ..that your light was still on.

Um, I... I got you... got you a glass of water.

- Thanks. - Yeah.

I know those guys can drink, so...

Thought that might help with the cause in the morning.

- How are you? - Good.

Is it hard being here?

- Um... - Sorry, do you want to come in?

Uh, yeah. Um...

No.

I mean, me, no. Uh, no.

- Um... - Can I sit down? You mind?

- Yeah. - Uh... Not weird for me.

I guess the weird thing would be, uh...

..you know, seeing Ben here.

- Mm-hm. - It's a little, you know, odd.

Oh, um...

Sarah... thinks you're beautiful.

- OK. - Yeah.

Cool.

You are, though.

I think you're drunk.

No.

Maybe.

I might be, actually, but I'm not saying this

'cause I'm drunk, and I'm not gonna not say it

just 'cause I think you'll think I'm saying it because I'm drunk.

- OK. - OK?

I don't even know what we're talking about anymore.

- Oh, you didn't follow that? - Nuh-uh.

Then maybe I am drunk.

'Cause I followed it perfectly.

Oh...

- This is a bad idea. - What do you mean?

- We're just talking. - Yeah. Well...

When you have to talk about the fact that...

..that you're just talking, then you're not just talking.

- Right. - Mm-hm.

Wait. I'm sorry. I'm con...

- Whoa! Oh! - Oh, my God!

I'm so sorry!

- Are you OK? - Yeah, I'm OK.

Guess I deserved that.

Thanks.

Ohh...

Oh! Hey. Close your eyes.

Are you gonna get weird?

No! No.

- Just close 'em. - OK.

- They're closed. - Hold on a sec.

OK, you can open 'em now.

Wow! That's really cool.

Yeah, my cousin Hank was really into astronomy.

I can tell.

What, um...

- ..Ben was saying... - Mm-hm.

..last night at the diner, about your...

..ex-husband.

Mmm.

Is that what happened? He cheated?

Nothing good comes from reliving the past, you know.

You just sound like my ex-wife now.

She used to say that I, uh...

..I had a tendency to live in the past,

rather than embracing the present.

Is that why she left you?

It's never one thing, though, is it?

- What about you? - I don't know.

It all just happened so fucking fast.

In one moment, we were just... we were cruising, and then...

..and the next, we're driving off a cliff.

The funny thing is, is I actually...

..for a moment there, I thought I had it together.

You know? Like...

I thought I was someone to be reckoned with.

Oh, shit!

Oh, my God! Ben! Jesus!

- Oh, God. - Ben, what did you do?

- Are you OK? - Yeah, I was...

- I just... I just... - Oh, my God. OK.

..got dizzy and I... I tripped over the...

- Hold on. - ..corner over here.

- I was gonna take a shower. - Wait for me before you do that.

Can you feel your... Can you move your fingers, your toes?

- Yeah. - Any dizziness or nausea?

Do you have any pain?

- No. - Bend your leg for me.

OK. Bend your leg for me.

Stop groping me, for Jesus Christ. What are you doing?

I need to make sure you don't have any broken bones.

- Help me up. - Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got you.

- I got you. Here you go. - Oh, God!

- Jesus Christ! - You don't feel pain anywhere?

- No. - Are you sure?

- Yeah. - Oh, my God.

I'm alright.

I'm fine. I just need to... sit here for a couple of minutes.

- OK. - Yeah. Thanks, baby.

Oh, my God. Gave me a heart attack.

- Hot coffee? - Yes, please. Thank you.

We should be able to get to Chicago by late afternoon,

at the latest, yeah?

Altogether, it's, like, five days, I guess,

to get to Kansas before the lab closes.

Mm-hm.

So you two are screwing now?

I mean, it makes sense.

You're low-hanging fruit, sexually speaking.

I mean, you haven't been laid in, what, three years?

Why don't we shut up now, OK?

You like your women damaged, I guess.

- And you like to damage yours. - OK. That's enough.

Both of you.

I didn't damage you, did I, Sarah?

What's he talking about?

Ben...

Sarah, what's he talking about?

Nothing. A million years ago.

Before we even went on our first date. Nothing.

What, did Sarah never mention that?

I can understand why.

It wasn't really very memorable.

Mostly just a lot of dry humping.

I had a couple of drinks. I couldn't get it all the way up.

- Shut your mouth, Ben. - Though, God knows, she...

She tried every trick in the book.

- Shut up! - Dean!

What are you gonna do, Dean? Huh?

What are you gonna do? You gonna come over here and hit me?

There's nothing left to hit.

- What is your fucking problem? - Why don't we all calm down...?

No, I'm not gonna calm down!

Can't just sit here and watch him shit all over my family.

I'm just busting his balls, for God's sake. He's my kid brother.

He was more of a father to me than you ever were.

I was just busting his balls.

Drama.

I mean, doesn't anyone else see how ridiculous it is?

I mean... Don't get me wrong.

You're a... you're a really good-looking girl, Zooey.

You're even sexy in a sloppy kind of way.

You've got full lips, nice skin, you've got great legs.

And I guess, you know, Matt's in decent enough shape.

He's got no glaringly bad features.

Judging by my own modest dimensions,

I doubt he's packing a python in his pants,

but I'm sure it's a perfectly adequate cock in a pinch, and...

You're thrown together by circumstance.

Neither one of you has demonstrated any ability

to sustain any kind of meaningful relationship.

I mean, to the contrary.

You're both especially dysfunctional in that regard.

It's gonna become very awkward when this situation goes south.

And it will.

- I mean, look at you. - Shut up.

Yeah? Just shut up.

Nothing happened.

- Nothing happened? - Nothing!

The two of you were alone in a room.

- She's drunk. - I wasn't drunk.

- She's coming on to you. - No, she wasn't.

Every star in the sexual galaxy is lined up

and you couldn't seal the deal?

I mean, what... What do you need?

Landing lights between her legs?

- Thanks for that. - Huh?

- Thanks for that. - Well...

No offence, um... It's just...

It's just disappointing. That's all.

I'm really sorry to disappoint you.

Are you ever happy, Ben?

Let me tell you something. Happiness is bullshit.

It's the great myth of the late 20th century.

You think Picasso was happy?

You think Hemingway was?

Hendrix? They were miserable shits.

No art worth a damn was ever created out of happiness.

I can tell you that much.

Ambition, narcissism, sex, rage -

those are the engines that drive every great artist,

every great man.

A hole that can't be filled.

That's why we're all such miserable assholes.

So you KNOW you're a miserable asshole.

What, you think I'm an idiot? Of course I know.

Of course I know.

♪ Come

♪ Husk your limbs

♪ To my floor

♪ Bones

♪ Sucking stones

♪ Her coming storm

♪ Under the lights you went

♪ Chemical ashes head down

♪ Heart on a diamond thread

♪ Fennel and lashes wet down

♪ Ooh

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, mmm-mmm

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, mmm-mmm... ♪

Yeah, you would have saved us all a lot of trouble

if you shot digital.

You ever hold a pair of fake tits in your hands?

What?

No matter how good something looks...

..it can't beat the real thing.

Mm-hm.

People are taking more pictures now

than ever before.

Billions of 'em. But there's no slides, no prints.

They're just data.

Electronic dust.

And years from now, when they dig us up,

there won't be any pictures to find.

No record of who we were, how we lived.

Well, what's the point of having an artefact

if you never see it with your own eyes, though?

You still talking about film?

Never mind.

Matt. Matt.

I don't kid myself that I was any kind of husband or father.

It's not about that.

You just never saw me.

Not once, Ben.

I see for a living, Matt.

It's what I do.

We'd better get going.

Hey, we just got to the hotel in Chicago.

Thanks for the passes for tonight.

Great.

I have you booked in St Louis tomorrow night,

then Kansas City, then Parsons for Tuesday.

OK.

That gives you two extra days before the lab closes.

Look, Larry,

I'd rather just go straight from St Louis to Parsons.

I just want to drop off this film and get back to my life.

- If that's alright. - Suit yourself.

- You ready for tonight? - Yeah, I'm ready.

- Don't worry about me, Larry. - Good luck, anyway.

Thanks, I guess.

Uh-oh.

OK. Thanks, nurse.

- Go, Zooey. - Yes!

Oh. Hey.

Before I forget, this is your pass for tonight.

This is the band you're pitching?

Yeah, yeah, that's them.

Why don't you try running your spiel by me?

You know, kick the tyres a little bit.

No. No, I'm OK. Thanks, though.

Come on, I mean, you're asking a successful band

to leave a major label and trust you at a boutique.

Let's hear it.

Come on, just give me your pitch.

It's good practice.

I mean, your career depends on it, right?

OK.

We're not corporate.

We're not part of some global conglomerate

that only worries about the bottom line.

We actually are a company

that still believes the artist is a visionary,

not just a product.

Yeah. Don't say any of that. You sound like a pussy.

Never mind. Bad idea.

You were always a little timid, even as a kid.

Do you have any idea how condescending you can be?

Just listen to me for a minute.

These guys, they're surrounded by people

telling them how great they are all the time.

You know, they need that because they're artists.

We're all just a bunch of insecure bastards.

So you don't tell them how great they are,

you tell them what you don't like about them.

You speak with authority,

not only will they respect you,

but they'll believe you're the only guy who can fix it.

Why'd you come on this trip?

- What? - Don't tell me

it was about this Seven Sisters, whoever these people are.

Spare Sevens. Yeah, no, that's... That's why.

And I guess there's part of me

that figured this was the last chance I'd have

to see how you measure up

against the colossal bastard I've hated all those years.

How am I doing?

You're holding your own.

You want to know the sad part?

I've actually been trying.

♪ Sing your last hallelujah

♪ Fight with the kid delusion

♪ Wake up

♪ Come on, take me home... ♪

What do you think?

- I think they're good! - What?

I think they're good.

They could use a new record label, though.

I agree.

♪..the kid delusion

♪ Wake up

♪ Come on, take me home. ♪

So, what I was talking about...

Exactly, but...

Sorry, Matt, Matt, what were you saying?

What we're talking about

is a level of creative control and support

that you're not gonna find anywhere else, OK?

I don't think you guys should be singing for your supper anymore.

And we want to give you the space

to record the album that the whole world is waiting for.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Um...

I'm gonna do that no matter where I am, aren't I?

Yes, no, of course, but what we're offering is...

I mean, Matt,

you've worked with some serious bands, man.

And some shit bands, if I'm being honest.

Bit of this, bit of that.

We're on a streak now.

Selling out shows, heavy rotation.

If it ain't broke and all that, right?

Yeah, no, I, um...

I-I hear what you're saying.

Matt.

But it is broke, Jasper.

You just don't know it yet.

Or my hunch is that maybe you do.

I mean, you did agree to meet with me tonight, right?

- Yes or no? - Yes, that's right, yeah.

- Yeah. - Well done.

So you were honest with me, so I'm gonna be honest with you.

I loved your guys' first record.

It was amazing.

Deserves every bit of recognition that it got.

I worked out to it. I fucked to it.

It helped me get through my divorce.

Seriously, it was one of those.

It was incredible. 'Cause it had balls.

It was unique, it was original, it was yours.

Your second album, however, 'Alibi'...

Ironically named, if you ask me,

because that thing isn't anything like your first album.

It is at best forgettable.

Teenagers can make that music with a fucking laptop.

They do.

I don't know whose idea it was

to put that dance track on there,

but I bet it wasn't any of you guys.

Am I wrong?

You don't look at each other when you play the new songs.

You just look out straight forward.

That's when you're scanning the crowd for girls.

You're embarrassed.

- I don't blame you. - What's your point?

I think you're better than that, that's all that I'm saying.

You're an actual fucking rock band.

Drums, guitar, bass, vocals.

And then you add all this other shit you don't need.

Yeah, you're selling albums, but to who?

People who pay attention to fucking commercials.

I want you guys to get back to what you do,

to reclaim what made the Spare Sevens the Spare Sevens.

'Cause if you don't,

you're just gonna be another casualty of the machine.

If I didn't believe this and if I didn't believe in you,

I wouldn't be here.

You have no fucking idea what it took for me to get here.

Fuck.

Fuck, man.

You've got a massive pair of balls on you, don't you?

Yeah. They make my dick look really small.

OK, Matt.

OK.

How do you see this working?

I'm glad you asked.

First, I have to look at your contract.

This geezer pissed himself.

Geezer pissed his pants!

Get the codger a nappy.

A diaper. Get him a diaper.

Oh, shit!

Fucking hope not!

Let's get him out. Come on.

I don't even know what happened.

Sorry. Sorry, Matt.

What were you saying?

Matt?

Um...

You guys are newly famous,

so by default you're gonna be assholes.

What?

Yet the sad thing is there's a big part of me

that would still love to sign you.

But I can't even pretend

I have anywhere close

to some type of respect for any of you.

Um...

You know what? Thank you for the beer.

And good luck.

Matt...

I got it.

Here, keep the change.

You're welcome.

Hey, I'll see you guys in a little bit, alright?

Where are you going?

Just gonna take a few moments to collect my thoughts.

And by that I mean I'm gonna get fucked up across the street.

Well, that was something, huh?

It was stupid.

What? He should have closed the deal.

He was defending you.

It wasn't my fault.

- That's not the point. - No?

Well, I'm standing here in my own piss,

so maybe you could try to get to the goddamn point.

The point is you're gonna thank him tonight.

- And you're gonna mean it. - Uh-huh.

Ben. Ben!

I... I can't do this anymore.

I love you and you know that, but...

..you don't make it easy.

You make it virtually impossible.

But Matt, he's here for you,

and it doesn't matter what he says.

He... He came on this trip for you.

And you have done nothing to earn his love.

But tonight he just gave it to you anyway.

And he did that for you.

And if you can't find it in yourself...

..to show your son just, like, an ounce of kindness,

then I-I... I can't...

I'm done defending you. I can't be your nurse.

I...

I don't know how to help you.

Are you done?

Yeah.

OK.

What does that mean, 'OK'?

You're fired.

Someone sitting here?

No.

How's he doing?

He's overcome with gratitude.

Really?

No. Uh-uh. Nope.

Need a drink.

Hey, can, um...

Can I please get, like,

any semi-decent reposado on ice, please?

Let me ask you something.

- You were there. - Mm-hm.

It was happening, right?

Like, before I had my little freak-out, I had 'em, yeah?

Yeah, you did.

So I really screwed myself. OK.

That's not how I see it.

I appreciate that.

I don't know if you realise

what kind of opportunities are out there

for a guy like me at this point.

Like, a handful?

Mm. 'Zero' is the right answer.

And then, once word of this gets out,

it's gonna be even less, so...

Word is officially out.

- Are you fired? - Uh, no. Not quite.

Apparently, I'm fried.

Now I'm fired. There we go.

Good.

Don't laugh at me. At least you got a job.

No. I was actually just fired too.

- You're joking? - No. I'm not. I mean...

- What? Why? - It's fine.

He does it a lot, actually.

- So cheers to that. - Cheers.

- Cheers. - Cheers. Here we go.

Mm. Mm.

- Ah! Whoo! - Want another one?

No. God, if had any more, I'd get surly.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

I'd pay to see that. Are you sure?

That would be your funeral, buddy.

Whoa.

Who's this?

♪ The angel opens her eyes

♪ Pale blue-coloured iris... ♪

- Uh, this is Live. - What?

You're singing Live right now.

You said you didn't know who the band Live was.

- And this is Live. - No.

- I think you're drunk. - I'm not drunk.

- You're hallucinating. - No, I heard you...

♪ Oh, now feel it

♪ Coming back again... ♪

- Uh-huh. You lied to me. - ♪ Like a rollin' thunder

♪ Chasing the wind

♪ Forces pullin'

♪ From the centre of the earth again

♪ I can feel it

♪ I can feel it

♪ Owwww! ♪

♪ Oh, I

♪ Oh, I...

♪ Oh, I

♪ I can feel it

♪ Coming back again

♪ Like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind

♪ Forces pullin' from the centre of the earth again

♪ I can feel it... ♪

Well, I-I should probably...

♪ I can feel it coming back again

♪ Like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind

♪ Forces pulling from the centre of the earth again

♪ I can feel it

♪ Yeah, I can feel it

♪ Coming back again

♪ Like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind

♪ Forces pulling from the centre of the earth again

♪ I can feel it... ♪

Hey. What are you doing?

I'm going to the airport.

What? What are you talking about?

Yeah, this was a mistake.

- No... No, it wasn't. - Yeah.

Hey, slow down.

Uh, I've already called a nurse to replace me,

and, um,

she should probably be here by breakfast.

Hey, Zooey, come on.

What is this? What's going on here?

Hey, come on. You can't just leave.

- What about Ben? - He fired me last night.

So what? You said he fires you all the time.

Yeah, well, now I'm taking him up on it.

OK, but why now, huh? What is going on?

I can't do this, OK?

Do what? What are you talking about?

- I'm not gonna hurt you. - Well, you don't know that.

Look, I get it, OK? Your husband cheated on you.

Alright? I'm not him. I'm not...

OK, well, he didn't cheat on me, OK?

I cheated on him.

And I... I couldn't even tell you why.

I just... I went and fucked someone.

So what? So what? You made a mistake.

That was three years ago, OK? He was the wrong guy.

No, I am the wrong girl.

Zooey, what about what you said to me, huh?

Nothing good comes from living in the past, right?

Yeah, and then you told me I sounded like your ex-wife.

Ben.

Hey.

Hello!

Thanks, man.

Appreciate it. It'll just take a second.

He's probably just in here.

Hey, Ben.

Oh, shit!

Hey, Ben. Ben! Are you OK?

Sir, sir, go get help, please!

It's OK. You alright?

- This is Beta One. Come in. - Go ahead.

Will you get help, please?

We have a possible code blue in 428.

It's OK.

So, I just checked in with Ben's oncologist in New York

and shared some blood work with him.

We can keep him comfortable here,

but at this stage of his cancer, that's really all we can do.

Now, we can arrange for his transfer to hospice,

but I am afraid he will not be able to travel back to New York.

Oh.

We were actually on our way to Kansas.

Oh, that's off the table.

Matt, your father is very weak,

and while we can keep him comfortable here,

he... really doesn't have much longer.

I'm sorry.

I'll check back in a little bit.

- Yeah. Thank you. - You're welcome.

Dr Richardson to the ICU.

Dr Richardson, the ICU.

Coffee smells good.

Hey.

You want some?

How you feeling?

I'm dying, that's how I'm feeling.

How long have I been here, Matt?

Like, a day and a half. You been out.

Where's Zooey?

- She left. - She gone?

I've fired her before.

It's the first time she ever actually left.

Do me a favour. Don't tell her I'm here.

She might blame herself.

Of course.

Hey.

Need help?

Goes in that little slot there.

Yeah, I know. I remember.

Stretch it out, nice and tight.

Line it up so the teeth will bite.

And click it twice...

- And it's right now. - Yep.

Good job.

I used to feed you.

What?

At night, while your mother slept.

Give you the bottle.

We were staying in this crappy little apartment

on the Lower East Side.

And afterwards you'd lie,

you'd just lie there

with your head on my chest.

You had this... smell, you know,

the way babies smell.

And I'd just...

I'd just hold you,

feeling you breathe.

I would make all these promises to you.

Tell you that I'd love you forever and...

..always keep you safe.

Never let you feel alone.

I was just filled with this...

..infinite love for you.

I don't know what happened to me,

what broke inside of me.

Maybe I was always broken, I don't know.

But those nights with you, if I could...

..get to choose one time in my life to live in forever,

that would be it.

That would be it, and...

..I'm not asking you to forgive me.

I don't deserve it.

I just...

I love you.

I do. I really do.

And I'm sorry.

It's OK.

Gotta go to sleep, OK? I'm tired.

OK.

Knock-knock.

What do you got there?

It's your getaway vehicle.

If we're gonna get that film to Dwayne's by tomorrow,

we're gonna have to drive through the night, right?

I mean, tomorrow is the last day they're developing Kodachrome.

Never gonna let you take me out of here.

I know, that's why I'm not gonna ask.

Oh, appears I got this tube in my dick.

Oh, shit!

No, it's alright, I can get it.

What do you mean you can get it? No. No, no, no, no.

Hey, you can't pull out your own catheter! Stop it!

Stop it, that's... You're crazy!

Oh, God!

Dad, don't!

Oh...

Fuck you! Get dressed.

- I got you. - You did get me. Here.

♪ Caught in a minute

♪ In a dream that I had

♪ Everything is perfect

♪ They're letting go of the past

♪ Stop in the middle

♪ With a dream in my head

♪ Living the moment

♪ Up on the edge

♪ Somewhere else

♪ But you are somewhere else

♪ Somewhere else

♪ But you are somewhere else

♪ Rocks form the house

♪ It is falling apart

♪ Everything feels right right here

♪ Right from the start

♪ Floating in the river, oh-oh

- ♪ Holding your hand... ♪ - Parsons.

- ♪ Oh, girl, red blood... ♪ - Parsons.

♪ I am your man

♪ Somewhere else

♪ But you are somewhere else

♪ Somewhere else

♪ But you are somewhere else

♪ Somewhere else

♪ But you are somewhere else

♪ Somewhere else... ♪

It has been this way for the last few months or so.

People coming in from all over the world,

all just to develop some film.

You ask me,

they should stop making film every year.

Alright, I've got you in a single king.

Uh, no. No.

We had, um, two rooms, separate rooms, reserved.

Actually three, but we only need two now.

Oh, I'm sorry. It's been insane.

Just... we don't know who's coming and who's going.

Right now, all I've got is the one room.

One sec.

We'll take it.

Super.

I should have it ready for you in three or four hours.

- Super. - Fuck you. That's fucking cra...

OK. That's great. I mean, that's great.

Sorry.

Long drive. That's great.

Watch your step. Great.

- Hi. - Hey.

Um...

Yeah, excuse me,

I wanted to give these rolls to Dwayne personally.

I'm sorry. We stopped taking Kodachrome yesterday.

You... What?

No, I called to confirm. We were told Thursday.

I know, I'm sorry. We ran out of dye sooner than expected.

Come on, look, we just drove 2,000 miles to get here.

- I just... - Where's...

- Where's Dwayne? - Ben Ryder!

- There he is. - You made it.

- It's good to see you. - It's good to see you.

Your assistant here just told me

you're not processing any more Kodachrome.

- She's fired. You're fired. - OK, Dad.

Honey, this is Benjamin Asher Ryder,

one of the world's greatest living photographers.

How do you do? This is my son, Matt.

- Matt, nice to meet you. - You too.

Well, Ben, I will process these myself.

I left a little room in the line on the off chance you made it.

Well, I was counting on that. Appreciate it.

Well, can you believe it? The end of an era.

I will have these ready for you to pick up tomorrow.

OK, thank you.

OK, you're welcome.

We could get food. You hungry?

Yeah, I should put something in my stomach.

Yeah, same.

I'm sorry. Aren't you Benjamin Ryder?

- That's right. - I don't believe it!

I mean, I should've known you'd been here.

I was just talking about you to Steve McCurry.

I figured Steve would be around.

Ernie Coates from 'National Geographic'.

Ernie. You did that Uganda thing, didn't you?

- Yeah, that was great. - Wow. Yeah.

At the risk of embarrassing you,

you're the reason I became a photographer.

Why would that embarrass me?

Marie, come here.

This is Benjamin Ryder.

- Oh, no way! - Yeah, I'm afraid so.

A bunch of us were just talking about your Afghan series.

Can you believe they're stopping it?

- You must have been pissed. - No, not really.

A little sentimental, I guess,

but it was a matter of time.

You know...

Oh, jeez. We're al...

We're always so... so frightened by time

and the way it moves on and the way things disappear,

but that's why we're photographers.

We're preservationists by nature.

We take pictures to stop time.

To commit moments to eternity.

Human nature made tangible.

About as good a definition of art as any, I guess.

Ben. Rick Corrales.

We were in Grenada together. I was shooting for Reuters.

- My God. - Good to see you.

Good to see you too, man.

Ben, do you mind if I get a picture with you?

Would it matter if I did?

I don't know. I'm sure it's OK.

- That's great. - There you go.

- Thank you. - You all be well, now.

- You too, Ben. - Good to see you.

You hear that?

Ungh. Alright.

What should we do this evening? Huh?

Shall we go see what Parsons, Kansas

has in the way of nightlife?

I could actually eat again.

I doubt they have room service here.

Should we get a pizza?

Go to a restaurant, we could order in...

Hello! Any thoughts on the matter?

OK, Dad.

OK.

♪ I've watched you go through changes

♪ That no man should face alone

♪ Take to heel or tame the horse

♪ The choice is still your own

♪ But arm yourself against the pain

♪ A wounded bird can give

♪ And in the end remember

♪ It's with you you have to live

♪ And in the end remember

♪ It's with you you have to live

♪ Stand your ground

♪ I think you've got the guts it takes to win

♪ But you must learn to turn the key

♪ Before she'll let you in

♪ And understand the problems

♪ Of the girl you want so near

♪ Or you'll wear the coat of questions

♪ Till the answer hat is here

♪ You'll wear the coat of questions

♪ Till the answer hat is here

♪ Serenade your angel

♪ With a love song from your eyes

♪ Grow a little taller... ♪

- Hey. - Hey.

I'm sorry about Ben, Matt.

I've been on the phone with the medical examiner's office,

trying to get the body released.

Should be good to go shortly.

- Thanks. - Mr Ryder?

Dwayne from Dwayne's Photo?

Yes, hi, yeah, I remember you.

Um, this is Larry Holt.

- Sir. - Ben's manager.

I was very saddened

to hear about your father,

and I wanted to deliver these personally.

I know he was very protective of his work.

Thank you. Yeah, my... My dad would appreciate that.

You know, outside a roll I shot myself,

these are the last rolls of Kodachrome film

ever to be developed.

I think he would have liked the symmetry.

Yeah.

Take care.

You too, Dwayne.

- Here you go. - Oh, no.

Ben was very direct about it.

He said you'd curate the show.

I don't know anything about photography.

Why would he do that?

I learned a long time ago never to ask why

where Ben was concerned.

Hold on.

Larry Holt.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we're now boarding zone three for flight 164

to LaGuardia Airport.

Hi, it's Zooey.

I'm not here. Please leave me a message.

Hi. Uh, it's me again.

Sorry for stalking you.

I've been thinking about you a lot.

Um...

I don't know, I've just been realising

I've given up on so much stuff in my life.

Playing music and...

..my marriage.

Ben.

And I'm tired of doing it. I don't want to do it anymore.

I'm not gonna, and...

Well, I wanted you to be...

I'd love for you to be one of the things I don't give up on.

Uh, alright, I'll hang up now.

OK. 'Bye.

Let's see what all the buzz is about, Ben.

Hi. Hey.

Hi.

How'd you know I'd be here?

Larry.

- Oh. - Yeah.

I guess the guy really does know everything, huh?

Yeah.

Are they all like that?

Yeah.

Do you want company?

Yeah.

♪ I had an idea

♪ I kept my mouth shut

♪ I didn't like it at all

♪ When I called you sweetheart

♪ I said your name first

♪ Over your shoulder

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

♪ Sing your hallelujah

♪ Fight with the kid delusion

♪ Wake up

♪ Come on, take me home

♪ I don't wanna wait anymore

♪ For you

♪ Oh, yeah

♪ I don't wanna fight anymore

♪ Just come on Come on and take me home

♪ By the time I met you

♪ I was in shadows

♪ I didn't know it at all

♪ Pale horse and rider

♪ In the White City

♪ Saw it in pictures of you

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh

♪ Sing your last hallelujah

♪ Fight with the kid delusion

♪ Wake up

♪ Come on, take me home

♪ Sing your last hallelujah

♪ Fight with the kid delusion

♪ Wake up

♪ Come on, take me home. ♪