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Police. Is anybody home?

Sir, could you step to the door?

- Yeah.

- Sir, we received a 911 call.

Is everything okay?

My wife was upset. She might have called.

- Everything's fine now.

- Sir, could you open the door?

What's your name, sir?

It's Porter. Rip Porter.

Mr. Porter, could you step inside?

Go ahead and have a seat, sir.

Mr. Porter, is your wife here?

I don't know. She might be upstairs.

Wen. Wendy!

Mrs. Porter? Police.

Wendy?

Mrs. Porter? Police officer.

Mrs. Porter.

Ma'am, are you all right?

- Wen!

- Stop resisting, sir.

Get off! Get off!

Wendy.

Ah.

Just to the right over there.

There you go. Perfect.

See, you want to go

right down the middle of this channel.

Can I drive by myself, Daddy?

You can drive when we

get outside of the marina. Okay, bud?

Okay.

- Hey, Daddy?

- Yep.

Am I just a rookie at this?

What'd you say? A rookie?

- That's a big boat, huh?

- Oh, yeah.

It's, like, 200feet.

Think we're gonna see any fish?

I could give you a mask, throw you

in the water. You'd see plenty of fish.

- You having fun?

- Yeah.

I love you, boy.

Hey, Joey. Should I sing Mommy a tune?

Yeah?

Yes, please sing a tune, sweetheart.

# Molly #

How's that for an intro?

It'd be good if you knew

a few more chords.

Look, Mommy.

What is this? Is this your story?

Yep.

Sweetie, this is beautiful.

Will you help me with the words?

Um, of course, but not right now

because it's time for bed.

But I have to finish my story.

Nice try, kiddo. Go to bed.

Listen to your mama.

Tomorrow, you can finish your story.

Right now it is 7:00,

and you haven't even had a bath yet.

Get Mr. Growls.

- Will you sing a song first?

- A song?

- Daddy, don't do it.

- Joey.

- Don't do it, Daddy. - This is a little

song I wrote for you about bedtime.

Oh, no! He did it!

# Joey, Joey, Joey

better get his butt to bed #

# Or Daddy, Daddy, Daddy's

gonna drop him on his head #

- # Come on #

- Whoa, Daddy.

Kiss your son good night.

- Good night, Daddy.

- Good night. Night, Mama.

- See you in a second.

- Okay. You win.

That's right, Son. Daddy always wins.

I just want you to know...

You did the right thing.

Okay?

# I was making a living#

Okay.

# And I forgot to live#

# I've lost you forever#

Father Logan, when I was leaving today-

He wrote down his number, and...

He said we can call him

anytime we need him if we need anything.

So, I just want-

I want you to- I want you to take that.

I want you to-

I want you to hold on to it.

And if, you know, we need to call him...

You just give it to me-

and I'll call him.

That okay?

Okay.

Last night was so terrifying.

I was afraid that I would come out...

And... you wouldn't be there...

That I'd be alone, you know.

Oh, baby.

I told you I'd be there.

Thank you.

- I love this.

- Yeah?

- Little greasy.

- No.

Is that it?

Is there anything you-

anyplace you want to go? Anything-

You know what I'd really like to do,

actually, is go to a craft store.

You're sweet.

Get some yarn and some beads?

I love your hair like that.

Thanks. It's a little darker.

Little bit.

That's neat.

- Come on.

- All right, Joey.

Come on, Joey. Put it right in the glove.

- Strike.

- Stee-rike!

- Yeah.

- Daddy!

- Very nice.

- Dad. Dad, throw it here.

- All right. Pop-up.

- I got it.

Can you see? Look there, little guy.

Oops! Hey.

Ready? Here I go.

- Want some chicken?

- I'm full, honey.

- Are you sure?

- Enough with the meat.

- No, no. Bring it on.

- So how's business, Bill?

Uh, well, you know, it'll pick up.

Well, my offer stilI stands.

You know that.

I know. Thank you. Appreciate it.

Why don't you let Jack help you out, Bill?

It'd be an investment for us.

Look, we're so good. Thank you.

- Have you thought about my offer?

- What's that?

Beth wants to start taking Joey

to church with them.

Really?

Don't you think it's important

that he's raised with good values?

- Sweetheart?

- Excuse me. Need anything?

I got some rib eye coming next.

I'll be right back.

Okay, thanks. Sounds good.

I know. I know.

Hey, buddy.

Hey, buddy, come here. Come on.

Come here.

Hey, look at you! Hey, Camper.

- How you doing?

- Your daddy's home!

Your daddy's home, Camper.

- Honey!

- Phew.

- Are you okay?

- Yep.

- He bit you in the face.

- No, it's-

- Camper, you bad dog!

- He's just doin' his job.

Im so sorry.

Let's get you cleaned up.

I can't believe that.

What a way to come home, huh?

You know, we're gonna have

two salaries coming in.

We could fix things up a bit here.

- That would be great.

- Yeah.

You know, baby, I was thinking

that once I get settled in...

We save a bit of money...

Um, we could start trying again.

You know?

What do you think?

Do you want to start a family?

Let's start a family.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Itd be that new life we talked about.

He could be the new me.

You want a boy?

Yeah.

I think every man wants a son, right?

Come on. Run, Joey. Run!

It's cold.

I telI you, I should get your sister

to come over more often.

Get some dishes done around here.

That's funny.

- I'm just sick of it.

- What's the big deal? Just let him go to church.

Him going or not going is not the issue.

He's our son.

- She has no right.

- Sweetie. Hey.

She's just jealous.

You got all the looks, the talent.

You got me.

- It's perfectly understandable.

- Really?

Im glad you think this is amusing,

because I don't.

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- Rip. What's up, man? How are you?

Yo, Rip.

Who's that?

- This was a great night.

- Yeah.

You look like an angel.

Rip, I need to talk to you

about something.

Yeah?

What?

What is it, baby?

Um-

Whatever it is, it's okay.

You can tell me, you know.

After you went away...

It was so hard for me, Rip.

It was just so hard.

- I know. Honey, I'm sorry.

- No.

I couldn't even find a job at first,

and then, um-

then I-I-

I found out I was pregnant.

You what?

And I didn't want to have an abortion,

because it was-

It was a part of you and me, Rip.

But I just, uh-

I just kept thinking...

About how hard my childhood was...

With- with my father...

And how hard yours was...

And with how things were

between you and me at that time.

I just thought it was better for-

So, my mother, she signed for you.

I gave-

I gave the baby up for adoption.

I gave him away.

Please say something, Rip.

You said "him. "

You said "him. " It was a boy?

I gave him away.

I- I gave away our boy.

Im- I'm so sorry.

This is okay.

I couldn't have been a father, honey-

not then, not the man I was then.

You don't have to say that, sweetheart.

Honey, don't- don't cry.

Baby, we gotta get him back.

We can't.

- We gave him away.

- No.

Baby, I didn't sign anything.

I didn't sign anything.

We need to get our son back.

Okay? I'm gonna make this right for you.

Okay? Come here.

Come here.

- It's okay.

- Oh.

It's okay. All right?

We'll get him back.

Gotta go!

I gotta go! I gotta go!

Careful, sweetie.

You have the eggs.

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