Grace Unplugged
(INDISTINCT CHEERS)
(APPLAUSE)
CROWD:
(CHANTING)Johnny! Johnny! Johnny!
(MUSIC PLAYING)
JOHNNY:
(SINGING)Under the surface
We're all the same
Searching for purpose
Running from shame
I'm sorry I'm not
all the things that you want
All the things
that you thought I should be
I guess I'm not like you
Not something you're used to
Maybe something brand new
you've never seen
Wish I could read your mind
Come on, let me inside
I'll never waste your time
Misunderstood
Wish you could somehow see
that I will always be
All that you want from me
- Now?
- MICHELLE:
No...No. Keep 'em closed!
All right?
- You ready?
- MICHELLE:
Ready!All right, open 'em!
No way!
(SQUEALS)
(LAUGHS) Well, you've
been rocking out on mine,
I thought it was time
you had your own.
Oh, my goodness!
Hey, I'm not gonna let you quit
piano that quickly, but...
Happy birthday, baby.
Thank you!
(ALL LAUGHING)
MICHELLE:
All right, let's hearsomething! Play it!
You've gotta let it
You, you've gotta let it go
You've gotta let it
You, you've gotta let it go
You've gotta let it
You, you've gotta let it go
You've gotta let it go
(GUITAR STRUMMING)
Even though I walk
Through the valley
Of the shadow of death
Your perfect love
is casting out fear
And even though I'm caught In the
middle of the storms of this life
I won't turn back,
I know You are near
And I will fear no evil
For my God is with me
And if my God is with me
Whom then shall I fear?
Whom then shall I fear?
Oh, no, You never let go
Through the calm and through the storm
Oh, no, You never let go
Every high and every low
Oh, no, You never let go
No, You never let go of me
Yeah
And I can see a light
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Hey, Miss Grace.
- Hey.
Where's my hug?
(CHUCKLES)
- You been practicing?
- Yeah.
Good. The recital's
coming up soon, you know.
You gonna be there?
Of course, you're my star
student. I wouldn't miss it.
- Cool. See ya later.
- See you, bud.
Hey, superstar.
Hey, Rach.
You rocked today.
(SCOFFS)
Yeah. Glad you thought so.
- Hey.
- (SIGHS)
Her light's still on.
Should I do it?
- I think it'll be encouraging.
- (SCOFFS)
After what she said in the car
and what she pulled in church,
she needs encouragement?
Go do it, John.
(SIGHS)
(RENAE SINGING INDISTINCTLY)
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
- (MUSIC STOPS PLAYING)
- Come in.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Listen, um, about
what you said in the car...
Dad, I get it.
You're right, I'm wrong. I get it.
- Please, don't give me that.
- What?
You've obviously made up your mind.
We're not forcing you
to go to college, Grace.
It's just that music
is unpredictable.
- I said I'll go.
- (SIGHS)
We're done?
No.
Okay.
Look, I know your
birthday was last week.
And, um, I don't know
if this is the right time
or if any time's the right time
anymore, but this just came today.
- It's called a...
- I know what it is, Dad.
I probably should have
done it years ago...
So, now that I'm 18,
you think I'm gonna
start sleeping around or something?
- Is that what this is?
- No, of course not. We just...
Dad, I know what I'm supposed to do
or what I'm not supposed to do.
I don't need a ring to remind me.
What is the matter with you?
Every time we talk lately,
everything I say, it's a battle.
Like at church.
When I want you
on the piano, you play the guitar.
Today, we rehearsed a certain way,
I asked you to play it that way,
and you still just
do your own thing.
I have my own style.
Have you not noticed that?
It's worship, Grace,
we're there to worship!
The rest of us are
doing Chris Tomlin,
and you act like it's a
Renae Taylor concert!
Yeah, well, everyone else
likes how I sing.
Well, I'm the one in charge of the band,
whether you like it or not,
and you're either
part of the team or you're not.
And I didn't come in
here to fight with you.
Well, then don't.
RACHEL:
It just doesn'tmake sense to me.
I mean, you guys have been playing
together since you were, like, six.
Yeah, and he still
treats me like I'm six.
He's always in my face.
And it's like, every
second has to be this
brilliant teaching moment.
Yeah, but all dads do that.
No, not like mine.
See, everyone thinks
'cause my dad was this
rock star who got saved,
that he's cool.
Trust me, he is not cool.
Grace, you have the best life ever.
No, I don't.
Yes, you do.
I mean, look at you.
You're drop dead gorgeous.
You have this amazing singing voice.
And now you get to make an album.
His album.
That's what I'm saying.
It's his songs, played his way.
I mean, I get that he hasn't
made an album in forever,
- right?
- Yeah.
But he'd never even think
about doing one of my songs.
You don't have any songs.
I'm trying.
But it's in my head and it can't
get out because he suffocates me.
- Is it really that bad?
- Yes!
And I'm sorry, I don't wanna be
the sidekick of the great
one-hit-wonder Johnny Trey
the rest of my life.
For once, I wanna do things my way.
(GUITAR STRUMMING)
I feel like worshipping
I wanna hear you sing
You give me everything
It's all about you, God
It's all about you, God,
I hope you hear me out.
I wanna hear...
I feel like worshipping
I have a song to sing
I wanna hear you sing...
No.
I feel like worshipping,
I have a song to sing.
I feel like worshipping
(GROANING)
So help me,
God, write this song
(GROANS)
No, but I grew up 10
minutes from Graceland.
Oh, now I get it.
That makes sense.
My parents wanted Hank Williams,
- (IMITATING ELVIS) but I gave them Elvis.
- (ALL LAUGH)
- Oh. I loved Elvis.
- Mmm-hmm.
Yeah, he was just gospel enough,
my parents didn't worry
about me too much.
At first, anyway.
Hey, have a good night,
you guys.
- Hi, sweetie.
- Hey, baby. You going to youth group?
- Yeah.
- MICHELLE:
All right.Hey, can you fill the car up?
You can use the card.
- Yup.
- Don't forget.
- I won't.
- Hey, hey, come here.
Why don't you do it on the way
so you don't forget tonight?
Dad, I won't forget. Okay?
(CHUCKLES)
Your kids ever act like that?
Come on, I'm a pastor.
My kids are perfect.
- SHARON:
Yeah, that's funny.- (ALL LAUGH)
We're ready to eat. Let's do it,
come on. Let's eat, baby.
MAN IN MOVIE:
Whoa, is that a potbelliedpig in our apartment?
- (ALL LAUGH)
- Dad, he's our new roommate.
I thought that was your sister.
That's disgusting.
I taught him a trick.
Watch, he can shake.
Come on, Bacon.
That's impressive.
Is Desert Song the one you wanted to do?
Yes, I love that song.
Hi, babe, how was youth group?
Fine. It was really good.
Good.
Did you eat something?
Yeah, I grabbed something.
All right. Oh, I talked to Rachel's mom.
Do you know Rachel
is starting Monroe this fall?
She got a scholarship.
Yeah, I know.
Um, anyway, she said all
the classes are listed online,
so if you want to check it out.
Okay, cool.
I'm gonna go crash.
All right.
Good night, sweetheart.
Good night.
You fill the car up?
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