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Sir, we can't let you board

the plane without lD.

lt is my father's funeral.

Tonight.

lt's a family emergency.

WOMAN:

lf you go over to TSA, they can help you.

SAM:
l can't go to TSA...

HANNAH:
Nope,

that gets in too late.

ls there anything

that gets into L.A. tonight?

Listen, l just

need you to be a person right now.

We are trying

to get to a funeral.

Yes. Uh-huh. Okay.

What about going through...

Come on. Let's go.

What time

does that get in?

Okay, let me just get

a pen out of the glove compartment.

There are still

seats available?

No, that's great.

And when does that leave?

l don't know

if we can make that,

but let me just

write that down.

Oh, my God!

Baby, look!

-Oh, my God!

-lt was on the floor.

Hang on. lt must have

fallen under the seat.

Yeah, it must have

fallen out of my...

We can go.

We can go right now.

No! She said that

was the last flight.

No, no, no.

l'm talking to her now.

She said there's a flight,

it goes through Denver.

We'll get there late.

lt'll be close,

but we'll get there.

What's...

Yeah, well, then,

let's do it.

-Great! Okay.

-Thank you.

l'll give you the number

right now. lt is 5184,

3801 , 2373...

(CAR ALARM BLARlNG lN LOT)

PlLOT:
(ON PA)

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.

l'd like to welcome everyone

on flight 86A to Los Angeles.

We are currently cruising at

an altitude of 33,000 feet

at an air speed of

about 400 miles an hour.

Weather looks good, and with

the tailwind on our side...

l'll be right back.

(PlLOT CONTlNUES lNDlSTlNCTLY)

(PEOPLE MUTTERlNG ANXlOUSLY)

Well, he's not here.

MlNlSTER:
Friends,

thank you all for coming.

We all knew Jerry...

(lNDlSTlNCT CONVERSATlONS)

SAM:
Hey, Mom.

SHElLA:
Okay,

l'm going to take off.

-Love you, sweetie.

-Okay. Love you. Thanks.

-Hi, Sheila.

-SHElLA:
Hello, Sam.

-You get my message?

-Oh, yeah, the airlines.

They wouldn't even let me

on the plane.

Yeah, just the way it is

these days.

SAM:
Yeah.

Mom, this is, uh, Hannah.

l'm so sorry.

Now l have a face

to the voice.

Beautiful face.

How can l help?

What do you need me to do?

l could clean,

l could do anything.

-How long are you staying?

-We got to get back tomorrow.

Hannah's got

a law school interview.

Wow! Law school.

Your parents must be proud.

-Where do they live?

-Chicago.

-You get home to them much?

-Mom...

l'm gonna go unpack.

He would've liked her.

Mom, l...

(SlGHS)

The linens are in

the closet upstairs.

l'm glad you're home.

(TlCKlNG)

(JlNGLlNG)

(JlNGLlNG STOPS)

-What are you doing?

-lt fell.

"Hannah's got to get back

for an interview."

Really? lt's next week.

l know. l'm sorry.

l just didn't know what to say.

That's a first.

What is this,

his man cave?

SAM:
More or less, l guess.

l don't think

l've been up here since l was like, eight.

Since you were eight?

He'd come in

and lock the door...

What do you mean,

"He locked the door"?

l am cold.

Are you cold?

No. Oh, my God,

is that Elvis Costello?

Uh, yeah, he gave him his

first pair of ugly glasses,

and, um, sort of

got Columbia to sign him.

He doesn't look like

how you described him.

l imagined this cold

Mr. Frost guy.

He's got kind of

a sweet face.

Yes, that's not

the guy l knew.

Come on.

lt's your dad!

You don't have one happy memory?

Yeah, one.

He used to take me

to this park on Sundays.

-That's nice.

-He never got out of the car.

He'd sit and watch me

so he could...

(SlGHS)

Listen to his demos.

But, hey, you know,

that's how he discovered Kajagoogoo,

so he did make

a major contribution

to the human race.

lKE:
(ON MACHlNE)

Hi, Sam, it's lke Rafferty,

your father's attorney.

l'd like to talk to you

about your father's estate.

l could meet you for lunch.

And maybe we should

keep this between us for now, okay?

(ROCK MUSlC PLAYlNG)

(CELL PHONE RlNGlNG)

Hey, lke, sorry l'm late.

Parking was a nightmare.

lt is, yeah.

-Been a long time, huh?

-lt has been a long time.

Wow, wow, wow.

l won't say you look

the same, you're taller,

but you do look

like your dad.

Yeah, look at you,

the Manhattans.

lKE:
We used to have lunch

every Friday.

The four of us, right here.

-Same booth?

-Thirty-five years.

-Wow.

-l'm the last of the Mohicans.

(SAM CHUCKLES)

So...

(STAMMERlNG)

How about the will?

-The will is not complicated.

-Mmm-hmm.

Basically, the house and the furniture

go to your mom.

Mmm-hmm.

He left you his records.

Old vinyl. Pretty great stuff.

And the money?

And what about the money?

Well, you could probably

sell them for a lot.

l think he'd rather

that you listen to them

once in a while.

Get your groove back.

(CHUCKLES)

Get my groove back?

Because what happened

to my groove?

l knew l had it

here somewhere.

All right.

You're disappointed. l get it.

l am. l'm just

a little disappointed.

l'm a little disappointed.

You get it.

A week ago he asked me to

come see him at the house.

He gave me this.

lt's for you.

All l know is that

it's something

he said he was working on

for a long, long time.

He wanted you to have it.

His shaving kit.

Wow. That's great.

Did you open it?

No, l didn't open it.

Look, son.

l lent your father a suit

so that he could

marry your mother.

l never saw

that suit again.

And l got the bill

from the caterer.

That's the way it was

for 35 years.

l loved him anyway.

l hope you can, too.

-Thanks, Peggy.

-PEGGY:
Thanks, doll.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, my...

DANNY:
Yo, Josh, hold on.

SlMON:
Yo, dude, shut up.

What is it?

Sodium from

the science lab.

This hits the pool,

it'll totally detonate.

-You mean it'll blow up?

-Yes. lt'll blow up.

-Bullshit.

-Dude, l'm telling you.

lt's a chemical. Watch.

-l told you noth...

-Whoa!

Oh, sh*t!

DANNY:
Sh*t! We got to go! Go!

DEREK:
Let's go, let's go!

(ALARM RlNGlNG)

DANNY:
Oh, my God,

that was awesome!

l know your mother.

Really?

l'm sure you deal

with your share of working moms,

more than your share,

so l know you understand.

Vandalism, Miss Davis.

lt's Frankie. Please.

And l know, it's my fault.

You are right

to think that.

l work in a bar.

So, l'm sure that

there's something

we can work out here.

Josh is...

There's nothing you can say

that has any relevance

to Josh's expulsion.

(SCOFFS)

You're going to expel him.

What did you expect?

Your son blew up a pool.

l can't have him putting

other students in danger.

Frankly, l don't see

what more there is to talk about,

and l have another meeting,

if you don't mind.

There are some exit papers

l need you to sign.

Where did Josh

get the sodium?

Obviously

the science lab.

Oh, okay, so,

just so l don't misunderstand.

ls that the only

explosive material

you leave lying around

for students to play with?

Don't try

to shift the blame to his teachers.

Where did he learn

it would explode in water?

l don't care for your tone.

Your school's recklessness

nearly killed my son.

Good thing

he figured it out

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