Sex, Death and Bowling Page #6

Eli, listen...

uh, Ben?

Why don't you warm up?

Listen, Eli.

I don't want you to get

your hopes up too high.

I mean, there's three

rounds to this tournament.

And we probably won't make

it past the first round.

So, we're all going to have

to be OK with that, you know.

I mean, winning is

always great, but your dad

will be proud of us

with or without that cup.

But the important thing is... the

fact thing is we did not quit.

Grandpa!

Did that just happen?

You're so beautiful.

Everyday I would go by the

rec room on my way to football.

And I'd hear this beautiful music.

And I'd stop in the hallway and listen.

One day I worked up the

nerve, and I opened the door

and there you were.

There were so many things.

So many horrible things,

till I saw... and I did.

And then I would imagine

myself back in that hall again.

Outside that door listening to you.

Glenn.

I can't fight this.

Hey, how are you?

He's at the tournament.

Who?

Eli?

Eli.

Right now is not the

time to get psyched out.

We are just going to bowl our game.

We're not going to overthink it. or try

to analyze anything, like...

like how we got here, how

in the hell Ben is bowling 270.

Who cares?

Who cares?

All right.

We're just going to go out

there, focus on the pins,

and move.

All right?

Oh, if you're nervous, don't

let them see your nerves.

Just don't.

You know, it's easy, breezy.

Easy.

Let's do it.

If he hits 10 pins, I think it's over.

We need a strike to win, kiddo.

Uncle Sean.

I think my dad's okay with second.

Love you, dad.

I love you, too, son.

I love you, too.

Glenn,

I have...

Hey.

I think I'm going to

head over to Rick's.

OK.

I'll head up with Sean.

Hey, Bill.

Huh?

Huh?

Hey, I got to go pee.

Can, um... Can

you hold the cup?

Yeah, of course.

Not so tough now, are you?

Hey, hey, hey!

Get off of him.

You OK, Eli?

What's going on?

This guy, he pushed me, dad.

Did you touch my kid?

I was getting him off my nephew.

Don't you ever touch my kid?

Then, keep your animal away from him.

What did you say?

You heard me.

Now move.

Not until you apologize to my son.

It's not going to happen.

Then we got a problem.

I'm not going to fight you, Tim.

Of course not.

You'd rather have your

brother fight all your battles

for you, f*ggot.

Grandpa!

There's someone...

somebody's hurting

Uncle Sean in the bathroom.

What the hell?

Not such hot stuff now, are you?

Get off me!

Sorry, Dick.

You should have let your

fag fight his own fights.

Can you drive?

Thank you so much.

Hello?

Can... can

you come?

Dad?

Eli?

Dad!

Eli!

Dad!

Dad!

Eli!

Dad!

Eli, what are you doing?

It's dad.

He's coming back.

I... I saw the star, just like

in Evie's story... a... a falling

star.

Oh, Eli.

It means that the soul

is coming back, mom.

He... he's

coming back.

It's his second chance.

Eli, honey.

He's not coming back.

But I saw the star.

Oh, Eli.

He's not coming back.

But Evie's

story...

It was just a story.

No.

No.

Yeah.

No.

But I don't know where he is, mom.

OK.

I don't know where he is.

Eli.

Listen to me.

You do not have to look for your father,

because he is right here.

He is with us.

He is with you.

He is always with you.

And I am so sorry that you have

had to go through this alone.

But I'm here.

I'm here now.

OK?

Mom!

Shhh, it's OK.

Oh, it's OK.

It's OK.

It's OK, Eli.

Sean?

I'm sorry, Sean.

So sorry.

Nice jeans there, Pinky.

Studs for the stud.

Hey, Pinky's on the prowl.

Why are you calling John, Pinky?

It's his new nickname.

Show him.

Oh my god!

Come on, dude.

in the game last Saturday, man.

This... this safety

ruined my finger.

Oh, poor baby.

You need to go take a nap.

I'll see you later, man.

See you later.

Where did Earl Anthony go?

Well, that depends on who you ask.

For me, my father's never very far.

I see him in the way my

grandfather looks at me

and calls me kiddo... the way my

uncle tells me about the things

they did as boys... the

way Evie's always there,

and in the way my mother plays piano

until I fall asleep at night.

For the love they shared with

him, goes through each of them

and back and forth to me...

and is and always will be mine.

I'm sure what it'll be like when I die.

I'm not sure if I'll be

scared them or ready to go.

I just hope that I see all

the places that I want to see,

and do all the things that I want to do

and that I love all the people

that I love, best that I can.

And if that happens, I think

the hardest part about dying

will just be letting go.

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