The Last Song
Interior to command.
We've finished our sweep and we've got
one victim outside being treated by EMS.
Do you got anyone else
in there?
What a shame, huh? It was one
of the oldest buildings in Georgia.
Ronnie, promise me
you'll make an effort, OK?
- Does Dad know she was arrested?
- Jonah!
I didn't do it, OK?
Stay out of it.
Just in time.
Wow!
- Dad!
- Hi, Joe-boy. How are you, man?
I'm great. How are you?
Here we go!
- I missed you. Look how big you are.
- Me too.
You're like six-three now.
- You live on the beach?
- You bet.
That is awesome!
- Don't go in the water.
- Be careful if you go in the water.
- How are you?
- I'm good.
That's right, we have two children.
Hi, Ronnie. How are you, sweetheart?
Wow.
You have no idea.
- Hi. Can I help you?
- Strawberry shake.
Here you go.
That's you, Will!
I'm sorry.
- You OK?
- I would rather drink my milkshake...
- than wear it, but I'm fine.
- I'm sorry.
You look it.
Forget it.
Hey, look. I really am sorry.
- Didn't we just do this?
- I'm Will, by the way.
- Let me buy you another shirt.
- No, thanks. I'm good.
Come on. I'm practicing
Southern hospitality.
Is that what they call
hitting on strangers now?
You know what? I have no interest
in buying you a shirt.
- Is that so?
- I'm just over here...
so the other team can catch a breath.
- Pushy and conceited.
- Why don't you come watch.
I'll pass.
Thank you.
I'm glad you were able to fix it.
Yeah. Ronnie did a pretty good job
with that.
Now I know what a piano looks like when
somebody takes a baseball bat to it.
- You rehearsed that so many times.
- Is she still not playing?
Not since the day you left.
Brian even bought her an electric piano.
She won't go near it.
- An electric piano from Brian?
- Steve.
- How is she otherwise?
- Well, let's see.
Grades were in the toilet.
It's a miracle she graduated
from high school.
And she doesn't have one friend
without a pierced something.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
She told you she got
into Juilliard, right?
No. Without playing?
They said they've been
watching her since she was five.
Not that it matters.
She says she's not going.
Well, she'll make the right decision.
I'm glad you're so sure.
- Kim...
- We hurt them, Steve.
Especially Ronnie.
- We can try and pretend...
- I'm not gonna do this. OK?
Things happen. Nobody's perfect.
And Ronnie...
Ronnie will be fine.
A unicorn. How mythical.
I'd stick with the stained one
if I were you. Those suck.
Pretty much.
OK. Come with me.
There are some cooler places.
Let's go!
Call, write, text, but communicate.
- OK!
- OK? I love you.
Got lipstick.
Tell your sister I love her.
- All right.
- Bye!
Bye!
- Ready?
- Come on!
Bye, Mom!
Thanks.
What is all this stuff?
Well, I am building a stained-glass
window for the church up the road.
I saw it. How did it happen?
Nobody's certain.
They think it was some sort of accident.
- This is so cool.
- Yeah?
Unfortunately,
I'm not really looking...
for an assistant right now, so...
Why not? No, Dad, I'd do it!
- Yeah?
- Yeah!
- You want it?
- I'd do it for free!
- OK. You're hired.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- That's so cool.
What kind of name is Blaze?
A nickname my boyfriend,
Marcus, gave me.
My real name's Galadriel.
It's from Lord of the Rings.
My mom's weird like that.
Hey, I'm lucky it wasn't Frodo.
How much?
- Twenty.
- Too much.
Oh, wait.
I'm sorry. Today, it's free.
- No, no. Stop.
- It's OK. I do it all the time.
No. I can't. I already got busted once.
A woman with a record.
- Please.
- I like that.
Stop it.
- Dad's looking for you.
- Tell him you didn't see me, brat.
- Five bucks. And two for "brat".
- No way.
He's getting closer.
Don't make me raise it to ten.
Shut up.
I promise to make him take me on the
Twister three times so you can get away.
- Nice doing business with you.
- Yeah, yeah.
Cool. So you live in New York?
Yeah, I do now. I'm from Atlanta.
I moved up north when I was 11.
My dad moved here just a few years ago.
- Without you all?
- Irreconcilable differences.
Think that's the phrase.
- He bailed.
- Families suck.
I don't even live with mine.
I stay at Marcus' usually.
You have to meet Marcus. Let's go.
- Hook me up!
- Yeah!
That's him.
Thank you, everyone.
Donations are accepted.
In fact, they're encouraged.
This is good, huh?
Good to have a little man time.
Ronnie never opens any of your letters.
Really?
Mom says it's because she has PMS.
Do you know what that is?
Dad, I'm not a little kid anymore.
Means "pissed at men syndrome".
Yeah.
So, Will, you want to get out of here?
My parents are at some lame-o
award thing with the governor.
They won't be home for hours.
- They must trust you.
- Imagine that.
My man! She tell you the good news?
- Yeah.
- Oh, my God.
Cassie wants us to pick up some beer
on the way home, so we gotta do that.
You know what, man?
I'm gonna skip it.
No, no. Hello, hello.
Eyes right here, buddy. No.
No skipping it tonight.
Look. Listen to me. OK.
Will yes. Ashley yes.
Ashley yes. Cassie yes.
Cassie yes. Scott yes!
- Come on. Take one for team Scott.
- Where you been, buddy?
- You guys don't hang out with us.
- Get off him!
Get off him. I love you, Will.
You're so butch.
Always looking out for your friend.
Come on. Dude, come on.
Hey, Ronnie?
Get me a drink?
Is there something wrong
with your legs?
I'll get it for you.
I'm sorry. Are we boring you?
I just don't drink.
It's like a...
"just say no thing"?
Because you could just say yes.
Stop it.
Don't ever touch me, ever again.
Sorry.
Jeez.
I'm going to bed.
Before I get completely grossed out,
you should know I'm in here.
- Get out of my room!
- This is our room.
OK? If you want to sleep in Dad's room,
that's fine.
- Hey, Ron?
- What?
Don't get mad, OK?
Can you just be a little nicer to Dad?
I just really don't
want to lose him again.
Did you see his face
when he saw you here?
He was so excited.
Jonah, you never lost Dad, OK?
You never lost him,
and you never will. I promise.
- Ronnie, can I talk to you?
- Sure.
- Where were you?
- Out.
Well, it's almost 1:00, so...
You don't have to wait up for me.
I'm not 12.
I wasn't worried about you
when you were 12.
And now you are?
If you're gonna be here,
you have to...
I don't want to be here, Dad.
That's just it.
I don't want to be here.
Is that not obvious?
Do you not get that?
Yeah. Let's make the best of it, OK?
Are you gonna play?
Are you going to play? Because
if you are, I'm sleeping outside.
- Hey, congratulations on Juilliard.
- Why? I'm not going.
- That would be a mistake.
- Well,
you and Mom would know about those.
- I've learned from the best.
- That's enough!
Damn it, that's enough!
- It's OK, Jonah.
- I'm sorry, Jonah. Go back to sleep.
I'll be there in a minute.
If you're pissed at me and...
you wanna hurt me, fine, hurt me.
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