The Affair (2014–…): Season 5, Episode 11 - Episode #5.11 - full transcript
It's Whitney's wedding day and everything comes full circle. Series finale.
- Previously...
- On The Affair...
I found some sort
of shrine at Dad's.
What did you do with it?
I threw it out.
Why?
Because I hate looking at her.
Two astronauts meet by chance in
the International Space Station.
They fall desperately in love,
but their love is doomed.
They try to forget each other.
They build completely
new lives with new people.
But, deep down, they
secretly still love each other.
Until one day, they run
into each other again
on the opposite side
of the galaxy.
Because all this time
they thought they were moving
away from each other,
they were actually in orbit.
I love you.
I don't want your love.
It terrifies me,
and it's caused me
nothing but pain.
We can't afford
a wedding, can we?
Come on, Whitney.
You've been talking
about having a wedding
in this house
since before you were in braces.
Okay, I just received
the last part of my advance,
and I can't think of
a better thing to spend it on.
I used to think, when we had no
money and we had all these kids
and we were fighting,
I would look at you sometimes
and I would think, "One day,
this is gonna be worth it.
One day, I'm gonna dance
with him at Whitney's wedding."
I saw the way
you look at women.
Like they're prey.
How the fuck did you not know
it was her in the hot tub?!
I would do anything... anything...
to undo what happened!
If I can just give her
a good wedding,
with us all there together,
having fun, then...
She doesn't want you there.
Jesus Christ.
♪ I was screaming
into the canyon ♪
♪ At the moment of my death ♪
♪ The echo I created ♪
♪ Outlasted my last breath ♪
♪ My voice it made
an avalanche ♪
♪ And buried a man
I never knew ♪
♪ And when he died,
his widowed bride ♪
♪ Met your daddy
and they made you ♪
♪ I have only one thing to do ♪
♪ And that's be the wave
that I am, and then ♪
♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪
♪ I have only one thing to do ♪
♪ And that's be the wave
that I am, and then ♪
♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪
♪ I have only one thing to do ♪
♪ And that's be the wave
that I am, and then ♪
♪ Sink back into the ocean,
sink back into the ocean ♪
♪ Sink back into the o... ♪
♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪
♪ Sink back into the o... ♪
♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪
♪ Sink back
into the ocean ♪
And five, six, seven, eight.
What's the next move?
You ready?
And pizza arms.
- ♪ I pictured a rainbow... ♪
- Pizzas.
Pi... like a pizza.
Yeah.
Okay, turn.
- Spin. And spin.
- Hey.
Spin. Two, three, four.
Ride the tractor.
Kick the puppy.
Kick the puppy
with your right foot, Trevor.
- Stacey, really?
- Kick the puppy.
Kick...
Okay. Sorry.
- Sorry, sorry.
- Stop, stop.
Stop.
Okay, let's start again.
Back to one.
Trevor, you kick the puppy
with your right foot.
"Kick the puppy"?
- Yes.
- Dad,
what the fuck does
"ride the tractor" mean?
Martin, I've told you
three times.
This, okay? This is
ride the tractor, okay?
Ride the tractor.
Kick the puppy. All right?
It's easy. Okay?
Come on, everyone.
Your sister wants
a flash dance for her wedding...
Flash mob.
A flash mob for her wedding.
And that's what she's gonna get,
okay?
So come on.
Let's go again.
Everyone back to one.
Okay,
once more with feeling.
And, remember, you're happy!
Your sister's getting married!
So, smile.
Okay. Let's go.
- Hey.
- Oh, hey.
How's it going?
It's going great.
It's going great.
- It's going great.
- Mom, come on.
Get in.
I can't.
I'm the videographer.
- Show me what you got.
- Yeah, well, it's not...
it's not, uh...
it's not perfect yet. It's not...
- I'll be kind.
- We're still-still developing.
- Just show me.
- Yeah, Dad,
are we doing this or what?
It's fucking freezing.
Yes, Trevor. Let's go.
Ready?
Five, six, seven, eight!
♪ I pictured a rainbow ♪
Nice.
♪ You held it in your hands ♪
Sierra, are you ready?
♪ I had flashes ♪
♪ But you saw the plan ♪
♪ I wandered ♪
- ♪ Out in the world ♪
- Okay.
- ♪ For years ♪
- Martin, Trevor, Stacey, go!
♪ While you just stayed
in your room ♪
♪ I saw the crescent ♪
♪ You saw the whole ♪
- ♪ Of the moon ♪
- And everyone!
♪ The whole of the moon ♪
♪ Mmm, you were there
in the turnstiles ♪
♪ With the wind at your heels ♪
♪ You stretched for the stars ♪
♪ And you know how it feels
to reach too high ♪
♪ Too far ♪
♪ Too soon ♪
♪ You saw
the whole of the moon ♪
Hey, Trev.
Can I borrow you for a second?
Can't.
I need your help.
I'm writing my toast.
Trevor, I know you hate me,
but consider this
a favor to your sister.
I don't hate you.
It's okay if you do.
I hated my dad, too.
No. No, really, I don't.
I just...
I wish you'd been around more.
Me, too.
Yeah.
Good talk.
Hey, how's it going?
Perfect.
I can't believe
they're making me do this.
Well, you said yes.
What was I supposed to say?
What the hell do I know
about getting married?
Well, doesn't she have
some poems or something
she wants people to read?
Yeah.
So, then they...
say their vows,
exchange rings
and then kiss, right?
How hard could it be?
She wants me to say something.
Something important.
Well,
you like Colin, right?
I mean, of all the boyfriends
she's ever had,
he's definitely my favorite.
What do you like about him?
He's not a dick.
He treats her well.
He's a decent guy.
I mean, honestly, like,
it could have been much worse.
Well, why don't
you just say that?
I mean, not the part
about it being worse, but...
Sure, I mean, she's getting
a good deal out of it.
I'm just not sure
what's in it for him.
What do you mean?
I just don't know why anyone
would want to marry my sister.
- Martin.
- Dad, come on.
She's a lot.
Whitney is a lot.
Yeah, that's what
makes her great.
When I get married, I'm gonna
choose someone much easier.
Yeah, well, you're welcome
to choose whoever you want,
but you may change your mind
in a few years.
Your sister's really smart
and passionate
and believes deeply in things.
And, yeah, she can be
a little dramatic,
but she's gonna keep his life
really interesting.
I get, from where
you're sitting, it...
you know, she seems
like a lot of work, but...
I think you realize,
as you get older,
the person you want to live
with is not, is not the one
who's... keeps telling you
how wonderful you are.
It's the one who you
just can't stop talking to
'cause you have no idea
what she's gonna say next.
I think Colin got pretty lucky,
too, you know.
You should say that.
I got to go.
I'm really, really busy.
Yeah, well, good luck.
You, too.
Colin?
- Hey.
- Hey.
Uh, I was just checking
to see if you're okay.
D-Do you need anything or...?
They just told me
to get dressed in here, so...
Of course. Yeah, no,
this is the son-in-law suite.
I actually remember
shaving in that bathroom
just before my wedding.
Really?
Wow, you use a straight razor.
Yeah.
It was my dad's.
Oh, where are your parents?
Are they, are they here yet?
Uh, no.
They couldn't make it, actually.
Oh. Why?
Well, they wanted to, of course.
Got them a flight from Belfast
and everything.
But, um...
my dad got arrested, so...
What?
Yeah, I don't
know why I just told you that.
Please don't tell Whitney.
I just told her he was sick.
No, no. Of course I won't.
I mean, is-is everything okay?
Um, anything I can do?
- I'm sorry.
- Colin.
I shouldn't
have gotten him a ticket.
I knew he would do this.
Such a waste of fucking money.
What happened?
Is he okay?
He is fine.
He's just drunk.
He does this.
Especially when
he gets stressed.
And flying stresses him out.
So I should have known.
Colin,
I'm so sorry.
How about your mother?
Is she... can she make it?
I don't think so.
She...
...missed her flight,
and it's too complicated
for her to figure out how to get
the ticket reissued, so...
It's fine.
I'll just send her
some pictures.
- She'll like that.
- Wait.
Where is she now?
What do you mean?
Well, if I get her a new ticket,
is she, is she near an airport?
I mean, how-how-how long
is the flight?
It's about seven hours.
Okay, so... what,
she can be here by 10 or 11?
You want to try it?
You really don't have
to do that, Mr. Solloway.
Look, first of all,
call me Noah.
And, secondly, I'd really,
really like to help.
Why?
Because you're family.
You get a pretty bad rap
in this family, Noah.
Yeah, well, I've done
some things to deserve that.
Also, the Solloway women
are pretty tough.
Good luck with yours.
Here's the thing about the
family you're marrying into.
We're all batshit crazy
and we can be brutal
with each other.
But when the shit hits the fan,
we show up.
It's not much, but...
it's not nothing.
Where I come from, it's a lot.
Thank you.
Yeah. Okay.
So, boarding in... 90 minutes?
Great. Okay, can you send me
the confirmation?
Yeah, that's my e-mail.
Thank you.
Perfect. Bye.
What was that about?
Nothing. Wow.
You look great.
Thank you.
This is really nice.
Really, really nice.
I think it's time.
I know.
What the...?
Hey!
Hey.
Are you, uh, Helen Butler?
No.
Uh, these are for Helen.
Can you sign?
Sure.
Here's the note.
- Here you go.
- All right.
- Thanks.
- Have a good day.
It was Victor Hugo, you asshole.
Hey, buddy!
Can you move out of the way?
Oh, fuck.
Hey, Bruce.
Bruce.
Bruce, where are you going?
It isn't safe.
What isn't safe?
They're after me.
I have to leave.
- Come on, let's go back...
- Don't touch me,
- you fucking pig.
- It's okay. Okay.
It's okay, Bruce.
It's fine. You're safe.
Come on, let's go back inside.
Don't you understand?
I can't go back in there.
I don't know them.
I don't know any
of those people.
Well, you-you know me.
Don't you?
You know me.
Michael?
Michael, is that you?
Yeah, it's me.
How are you, Bruce?
Uh, it's good to see you again.
Oh, you made it.
You made it.
Yeah, I made it.
Oh. They said you were dead.
They told me
you weren't coming back.
Well, they were wrong.
Do Mom and Dad know?
No. Not-not yet.
No, I was, uh...
they're waiting for us inside.
I-I thought I'd come
and find you first.
Will you come back
and s-see them with me?
Oh, Michael,
I can't believe it's really you.
It's really you.
Oh. Oh.
My... my little brother.
My boy.
Come on, Bruce.
Come on.
Let's-let's go find Mom and Dad.
Come on.
You're okay.
Oh, fuck.
Here, Bruce.
Bruce. Come here.
Quick.
Hide there. Okay?
Just hide there.
What are we doing?
Is this a game?
Yeah, it's a game.
We have to be quiet, okay?
Oh, this is
a great hiding place.
Mom and Dad will never find us.
No, they won't.
They'll never even know
we were here.
Oh, fuck.
Hello?
Hello.
Hello.
One second, then.
My ears.
What can I do for you?
Can I get a cup of coffee?
A customer.
Welcome to the end of the world.
You can sit wherever you like.
I'll bring it to you.
This your first time in Montauk?
No, I grew up here.
Thanks.
Did you now?
A local.
That's a rarity around here.
My mom actually worked here
for a bit before I was born.
Where?
Here.
This restaurant.
Well, I'll be damned.
Um... could I just get
some eggs?
Scrambled?
Coming right up.
Hey.
Do you know where
I can get some gas?
Gas?
For a car.
Not anymore.
These are so tiny.
Mom, this is taking
too long, okay?
- I'm just gonna do it myself.
- No, no, no, no, no.
I'm almost done.
I'm almost done.
Stop. Stop.
Hold still.
Did everyone make it?
I think so.
No one canceled
last minute, right?
I'm worried they might.
Colin's friends are such flakes.
I just... I don't want there
to be any empty seats.
Well, you'd have
to ask your father.
- Why?
- Because he was keeping
the guest list.
Mom, I, I asked you
to take care of that.
I thought you did.
Yes, I know.
But he sent out the invitations
and it just seemed much simpler.
And, Whitney,
does it really matter?
I mean, come on.
It matters to me.
Wha...
Okay. Seriously?
You dropped it?
I, no... I...
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I didn't mean to,
it's just that...
it's just that you
turned so quickly.
Jesus, Helen,
why are you even here?
Because I... thought
you might need my help.
Oh, my God. Do not make this
about you right now.
I do not have time
for that today.
Where did you learn to be
so hard on people, Whitney?
Why am I here?
If I bother you that much?
Why am I here?
Why didn't you
just disinvite me
like you did your dad?
Optics.
Think about it.
It would have looked terrible.
I do not want to have
the same relationship with you
as I do with my own mother.
But I don't know how
to avoid it right now.
Well, you could try
listening to me for a change.
- That would be a fun start.
- I do listen to you.
No, you don't. You listen
for what you want to hear.
And that's not the same thing.
I don't... I-I don't...
understand what you mean.
Okay. Right.
Ask me a question.
One that you don't think that
you already know the answer to.
Are you in love?
I think so.
You're not sure?
No.
Why not?
I don't know,
I'm not obsessed with him.
Uh... it's not like you and Dad.
I... I don't think
about him all the time.
I don't wonder if he's okay.
Sometimes a whole day goes by
and I just forget about him.
And does that worry you?
No, it doesn't worry me, Mom.
I'm not like you.
I don't want my marriage to be
the great adventure of my life.
Is that what you think I wanted?
Isn't it?
Peekaboo!
It's almost time.
Are you ready?
What the hell
is going on in here?
Whitney, for God's sake,
get your shoes on.
God, your mother is so useless.
I should have known,
when I sent her
in here to help you get ready,
that absolutely nothing
would be accomplished.
Okay, Grandma, look,
I'm ready. See?
Stand over there, so I can see.
What do you think?
I think she looks perfect.
She certainly looks better
than you did
at your wedding.
That's something.
- Grandma.
- Is that what you're wearing?
Wow, you are really
in rare form today.
Helen, I've got 60 people
in the backyard,
including some shifty hooligans
masquerading as musicians.
It's a band.
They're Whitney's friends.
It's 42 degrees outside,
your father has already
wandered off twice.
He's currently tied to a chair.
The chef just locked
her key in the catering van
and can't get
the croquembouche out,
and the dog seems to be dying.
You don't have a dog!
I didn't say I had a dog.
I said there is a dog
on the property
that seems to be perilously
close to its final demise.
How's that for an omen
for my granddaughter's wedding?
- Grandma, shut the fuck up!
- Whit, it's okay.
No! No, it's not okay.
She's a fucking monster.
Yes, I know,
but she's our monster.
Okay, so you just go outside.
Take a couple of Xanax.
Have a drink.
Try to have a good time.
Everything is under control.
Whit, you look beautiful,
but even if you didn't,
you know, it doesn't
fucking matter,
'cause this is really just
one incredibly expensive day
that has absolutely
no influence or augury
or bearing on the rest
of your life.
- Are you ready?
- I'm ready.
What's that?
It's, um, Whitney's "band."
Oh, God, let's do this.
No, you first, daughter.
Gotcha.
My lady.
Oh, Whit, you look amazing.
Thank you, honey.
You, too.
Thank you, Stacey,
these are beautiful.
I'm so happy you're all
my children.
Okay. Mom, why don't you go out
and tell them
we're ready to start?
- Okay.
- Okay.
All right, you two.
You're up.
Get out there.
See you in a bit.
So handsome.
So beautiful.
- Thank you.
- Thanks, Mom.
All right, you ready?
Yep.
Um...
How do you want to do this?
Should... uh, do you want
my arm or something?
I think...
maybe... like this?
Okay.
Wait, you got...
oh, my gosh, right here.
Let me see.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Ready?
- Yes.
Okay.
I just want you
to be happy, Mom.
Testing. One, two, three.
Testing. One, two, three.
Hey, everyone.
Welcome to my sister's wedding.
Holy shit.
Sure.
- Who has Eddie today?
- His parents do.
They live in Great Neck.
Hmm. Wow.
- Really? That's convenient.
- Yeah. I used
to do summers out here as a kid.
You know that restaurant,
The Lobster Roll?
I do.
Well, um,
my greatest ambition as a kid
was to be a waiter there.
- You're kidding.
- No. During
the summers, they had
all these young, tan,
gorgeous waitstaff,
and I thought
life couldn't get
any cooler than that.
Did you ever get a job there?
No.
But I think I might shoot
something there one day.
You should. That
would be amazing.
Yeah, it would make
a great location.
If everyone wouldn't mind
leaving the dance
floor, the next
song up is a special one
that Colin would like
to dedicate to his bride.
Oh, shit, it's happening.
Let's go.
Mom. Come on.
No, I'm filming!
Now it's time
for our father-daughter,
mother-son dance.
So, kids, find your parents
and get them out there.
It's so corny.
It's a wedding, Mom, suck it up.
Who's Colin dancing with?
Oh, that's his mother.
Really?
Think she just got here.
She'd missed her
flight or something.
She came all the
way from Ireland.
I'll have to introduce myself.
You know what?
Think you should go dance
with your sister.
You sure?
- Yep, definitely.
- Okay.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Well, why aren't you
at the wedding?
Can I come in?
I'm freezing.
Sure.
Cozy.
Yeah, I think so.
Pringle?
Yeah, I'd love one.
Thank you.
Here.
Thank you.
Why are you looking
at me like that?
I just want to know
what you're doing here,
not at our daughter's wedding.
I came to show you this.
- She looks happy.
- She is.
Should've joined them.
Well, I never do.
Do you remember our wedding?
- Yeah, really well.
- Hmm. I don't.
Well, I think
you were pretty stoned.
Yeah, I know, but that's not it.
That's not...
It's just I think...
What I think is,
I'm never present anywhere.
I think I'm just always so...
worried about what's
gonna go wrong,
and how am I gonna fix it,
and what's the story gonna be,
and how am I gonna tell it,
and who am I gonna tell it to?
I thought that was my problem.
I know.
But that's not really true,
is it?
I mean, look at you, you've made
one decision after another.
I haven't made any decisions.
I never make any decisions.
I just let shit happen
to me, and then I just
feel bad about it, sad about it.
I just complain about it.
I don't think that's
necessarily true, but okay.
I didn't even plan this wedding;
you did.
- Well, you were busy.
- Yeah.
And don't think I don't know
what people would say
if they knew that
I showed up here right now.
"There's Helen,
codependent again."
What people
are we talking about?
Look, I don't know why
it has to be a pathology
that I show up here.
I mean, maybe I just want
to be with you. You know?
Okay.
And I'm also really
fucking tired
of everyone telling
everyone else
what's good for them.
You know? Nobody does
what's good for them.
And if they do, they
certainly don't enjoy it.
And another thing.
You have a couple
that stays married
for, let's say, 50 years.
You don't think that
there's an element
of codependency in
that relationship?
I mean, you think these
people would stay married
for half a century
because they wanted to?
That's insane.
Helen, are you okay?
D-Do you want to...?
Do you want to sit down?
No, I think I might be having a
nervous breakdown, so I just...
it's better if I stand up.
Okay, well, at least
- have some more salt.
- That's a good idea.
Do you know, if you had
had an affair 50 years ago,
we never would've broken up?
We never would have mentioned
it, really, to anybody.
You certainly wouldn't have
written a fucking book about it.
And if we had mentioned it,
I would have been given credit
for standing by you.
You know, for putting our family
before my own personal feelings.
I would have been congratulated
for my character.
50 years ago, I would have been
a good fucking wife,
and now I'm the problem.
Well, more like 60 years ago,
- but I see your point.
- I mean, I just...
I don't even know
what's going on here.
I don't know what
I'm trying to prove.
I mean, if we both die
and you never find out
that I still love you, what,
do I win a prize or something?
Sorry, what?
I don't know, I think
maybe I am crazy.
Well, you know that's not true.
Look, you know how
I feel about you.
I don't know what
you want me to say.
Um, yes, I do think it's strange
that you're not at
Whitney's wedding right now.
And it does feel like
a familiar pattern between us
where I get exiled
and you come rescue me.
And we know how that ends.
Don't we?
But I'm not saying
you've got a pathology
or anything wrong with you.
But even if we do
love each other, it...
...doesn't mean
we're good for each other.
What does that mean...
"good for each other"?
Well, I think certain couples
have hurt each other less
than we have.
I think certain couples
have loved each other less
than we have, too.
True.
I mean, what's the endgame here?
We're just supposed to get old
and lose our-our...
hearing and our hair...
our memory, and then we die?
I guess so.
You know, I know the story
I'm supposed to tell
is that this all happened
for a reason and that...
I'm stronger now
because of what happened,
and so I'm better now
than I was
when we were together.
And most of the time, I do
really believe that that's true.
But some days
when I'm feeling really...
...sad or really happy...
And I just think about how
we're not here for long at all.
And when we're gone,
we're gone forever.
Those are the days
I just forget to remember
that it all happened
for the best.
Will you dance with me?
On our daughter's wedding day?
Tell me more about the wedding.
It was very nice.
It was a little
twee, very Whitney.
How were the vows?
They were sweet.
What did they say?
Um, he promised
to be nice to her,
and then she promised
to be nice to him.
- Mm, that's good.
- Yeah.
That should keep them going
for the first six months.
Maybe she won't make
the same mistakes we did.
Well, maybe she'll
catch them quicker.
Mm.
You know, I used to think
I could look at you
and know exactly what
you were thinking.
How wrong I was.
Well, give it a shot.
- No.
- Come on.
Try again for old times' sake.
What am I thinking right now?
Well, it looks
like you're thinking
you want to kiss me, but...
See? You've still got it.
Tag, you're it.
Oh, no!
- Yay!
- I got you.
Can I clear this away?
Yeah.
Is everything all right?
What?
You seem a little sad.
I'm always like this.
Oh, that's a good book.
I'm reading that myself.
Yeah, it's okay.
You don't like it?
I'm sort of loosely connected
to the author,
so I have a kind of weird
perspective on it.
Really?
What's that?
Are you this curious
with everyone who comes in here?
Well, I don't have
many customers anymore.
You're my first this week.
Look, I have
a big decision to make,
so if you don't mind,
I'd like to be alone.
Well, be brave.
What?
Make the difficult choice.
I wasn't actually asking
for your advice.
Well, I'm offering it anyway.
The universe rewards courage.
Mister, I just found out
that my mom's boyfriend
murdered her
30 years ago and
got away with it,
so I don't need
your fucking advice.
How much do I owe you?
What did you say?
- How much do I owe you?
- No, what did...
What did you say
about your mother?
You know what?
- Charge me anything you want.
- No.
Wait.
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- What the fuck?
- You have a shotgun?
- What are you doing here?
- Where did you get a shotgun?
- It's my father's.
No shit.
That must be an antique.
- Can I see it?
- EJ.
Okay. Okay. Not the
right thing to say.
How'd you find me?
Sorry, were you trying to hide?
I took my bracelet off.
Because we had sex last night.
I left it at a restaurant.
And I thought
we kind of had a connection.
I'm untraceable.
My own husband has no idea
- where I am right now.
- It wasn't hard.
I have a tracking device
in my car. Wait, what?
- You have a what?
- What did you just say?
I think you heard me.
Can you put the gun down?
Well, I have to admit,
I feel kind of used.
- Sorry.
- You didn't
seem like the type to lie.
I'm kind of a disaster
of a person, EJ.
I thought you would have
figured that out by now.
How'd it go with Ben?
Oh, it was terrific.
I signed some kind of release
when I first got there.
Didn't look at it.
And apparently
I admitted to being mental.
What?
So when I brought
the police back,
he showed them the release
and played them a recording
of me saying
I wanted to kill him.
- What?
- And they sided with him.
Oh, my God, Joanie.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah.
Guess I'll just have
to finish this myself.
So, what, you're just gonna
go back and shoot him?
Looks likely.
They'll put you away for life.
It'll be worth it.
I have a better idea.
- What?
- Run away with me.
I just told you I was married.
I don't care.
Why not?
Because you obviously
don't care.
You're clearly not happy
with your husband.
If you were, you wouldn't
be here with me.
I was alone here.
You just stalked me.
My job is flying me
to Vienna tomorrow evening
to speak at a conference.
Why don't you come with me?
And we can just... keep going.
Sorry.
I have to finish this.
What good will it do
to kill him?
It's not gonna bring
your mother back.
That's not what this is about.
- He can't just get away with it.
- Joanie...
Hey, hey, I like you.
I really like you.
You're fucking honest.
You live your life
with your eyes still open.
And almost nobody fucking
does that anymore.
I'm so sick of trying
to fix my parents' mistakes.
We didn't fuck this planet up,
they did.
Why should we have to fix it?
Let them go, Joanie.
Let them all go.
You don't owe your life
to any of them.
Okay.
Wait, what? Really?
That speech, that speech worked?
Car's out of gas.
I figured.
I brought some with me.
Okay, let's go.
What?
I have to tell you something.
I, um...
haven't been entirely
honest with you either.
Oh, God.
Are you married, too?
No. But, um...
My full name is
Eddie James Ullah.
Does that mean anything to you?
- Should it?
- No.
No, not necessarily.
It's just that my father
was sort of...
loosely affiliated
with your mother.
What?
Alison's second husband
Noah Solloway...
his first wife was a woman
named Helen Solloway.
And after they divorced,
she met my father.
Your mother is Helen Solloway?
Uh, no.
Um, my mother's name is Sierra.
My father's name was Vik.
They had an affair
when he was with Helen,
and that's where I come from.
Are we related?
What? No, no, no.
- Are you sure?
- Yes. No way.
My mother is your mother's
ex-husband's ex-wife's
new partner's lover.
So we could not be less related.
Did you know I was gonna be
in the graveyard that day?
- How would I have known that?
- I don't know.
Why didn't you just
tell me who you were?
Look, it's like six degrees
of separation.
It's not a big deal.
Well, then, why did you hide it?
Well, I wasn't trying
to hide it.
Just stop the car.
- Come on.
- Please stop the car.
Joanie, you're overreacting.
Nothing has changed.
I'm still the same person I was
- 30 seconds ago in that car.
- You lied to me.
I didn't lie, I just didn't
tell you the whole story.
And you didn't tell me
the whole story.
You've been married
this whole time.
I mean, come on.
I thought we understood
each other.
What is it you thought
you understood?
That we're not sheep.
That we both play
by different rules.
This is stupid.
- I can't go to Vienna with you.
- Why not?
We were just fucking, EJ,
that's all it was.
Why are you trying to turn it
into something else?
Are you really so desperate
for someone to love?
I guess I am.
What are you even doing here?
Why are you so obsessed
with my family?
Is it some sort of
transitive whore property?
What?!
Your mother and my mother
both fucked over the same woman.
My mother and Helen
were friends.
Right.
Helen was like a
second mother to me.
There-there is such a
thing as forgiveness.
I realize that that's completely
out of your frame of reference,
but there are certain people
who are actually capable of it.
And believe it or not,
this place was part
of my childhood, too.
My mother and I came out here
and stayed with Helen's
parents when I was young.
I worked construction here
when I was in college.
I even helped restore
the Lobster Roll
when Noah bought
it, so you're not
- the only person...
- Wait, what?
...who this town
means something to.
And, yeah, yeah, I don't know.
Maybe I was attracted to you
because we shared
a certain history.
Because I thought
you might be able
to understand my pain,
and I might be able
to understand yours.
Is that such a crime?
- No.
- And I wanted to tell you.
I was going to, but...
you were just always dealing
with so much trauma,
you didn't really let me
get a word in edgewise.
You're right.
So...
Okay.
I meant everything
I said back there.
So will you please get
back in the car now?
- Please.
- EJ, this isn't right.
We're just gonna wind up
hating each other.
No, I won't.
Yes, you will.
Maybe not today,
maybe not tomorrow,
but soon and for the rest
of your life.
So you have seen a movie.
It was my mother's
favorite film.
Why am I not surprised?
So, what, you're just gonna
go back to your husband?
No, I don't think so.
So where the hell will you go?
I don't know.
Your mother and Helen
were really friends?
Good friends.
So it's possible.
What's possible?
To do things differently.
Can I at least give you
a lift somewhere?
I'd like to walk.
Hello again.
Hey, Noah.
Your father knew.
Knew what?
He always said
Ben must have killed her.
'Cause she would never
have chosen to leave you.
My dad said that?
That surprises you?
Um, a little, actually.
He spent his entire life
saying the opposite.
Well, what did he tell you?
That she was crazy.
That he tried to save her
and he couldn't.
And that we were
better off without her.
Oh, wow.
That breaks my heart.
You have to understand, Joanie,
your father was
carrying a tremendous
amount of pain.
Sounds like you cared about him.
Well, "cared" is a strong word,
I mean...
No, I respected Cole.
I think,
under the circumstances,
that's the most
one could expect.
How long have you
been back in Montauk?
I moved back here after
my oldest daughter's wedding,
which was 30 years ago now.
- That's when we left.
- I know.
And the day Cole
came back into town,
he walked through
that door and...
...I think both of us
nearly had a heart attack.
But time has a habit of making
these-these big things
seem small somehow.
It's so good to see you, Joanie.
It really is so good to see you.
Tell me about your life.
What-what do you, uh,
what do you do?
I'm a coastal engineer.
I'm trying to save
the world from drowning.
Really?
Do you have any children?
Two.
Boys or girls?
Daughters.
Thea and Madeline.
That's wonderful, Joanie.
But...
I can only love them
when I'm away from them.
When I'm away from them,
I miss them terribly.
But when I'm with them,
I can't...
I can't even hold them
and I don't know why.
I have this friend who's a, uh,
he's an epigeneticist.
And he has a theory
about trauma being passed down.
What's his name?
Uh, Eddie. He's like a,
he's kind of like
a-a nephew of mine.
Fascinating.
- Go on.
- Well, he says that trauma
can be passed from one
generation to another.
That it actually changes
the DNA.
And he says there
are studies where, uh,
where there are rats who...
...who are shocked
every time they, uh,
smell cherry blossom.
And then they breed the rats
and their babies are afraid
of cherry blossom.
Wow. Amazing.
Anyway, my point is
that your parents
went through a lot of trauma.
They, I mean, they lost a child.
So it would make sense
that you, too,
were afraid of loss.
And maybe even a bit
paralyzed by it.
Yeah, no, I know a bit
about that theory.
There's a question
about whether the children
of trauma survivors
also inherit their resilience.
Oh, I didn't know that.
That's wonderful.
So maybe you inherited
her resilience
as well.
You mean his resilience.
No, no, no, I mean hers.
No. No offense to Cole,
but he-he never changed.
I mean, your mother always said
that Cole used to run away
from his problems.
But Alison, she was
always working on herself.
She was a work in progress
and she knew it.
She was so present.
Feeling everything
so deeply and...
She made herself stay awake
and was so disappointed
when other people seem
so asleep in their lives.
Noah, when I was four years old,
she dumped me on Cole and
Luisa's doorstep and took off.
To get help.
And then, six months later,
she came back
and she fought
your father in court.
No, she didn't.
You-you don't know this?
I thought they just
let her have me back
because they felt sorry for her.
No, Joanie, no, no.
Cole and Luisa tried
to keep you from her.
She had to humiliate herself.
It was devastating.
You... they never told you this?
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Joanie, it's very important
you know this:
you were her whole life.
Everything she did,
she did for you.
She tried to get help so that
she could be there for you.
She was trying to give you
a better life than she had,
and she was succeeding.
You know, she's...
she's one of the only people
I've ever met in my whole life
who, who actually
managed to change.
When I met her, she was
this shell of a person,
and by the time she died,
she had a job
helping other people
heal from the same trauma
that she had and...
Do you know
how difficult that is?
How few people actually
achieve that?
She was still dating
married men.
Oh, she didn't know
he was married.
What-what happened
with Ben, that...
that was not her fault.
Well, what good did it do her?
All those changes?
- He killed her anyway.
- Joanie,
if the lesson you're taking away
from your mother's death
is not to try,
then that's a great,
great tragedy.
Change is hard.
It takes a long time.
Sometimes m-more
than a lifetime.
What the fuck does that mean?
Sometimes we can
only start journeys
that our children
have to finish for us.
It's too late
to hear those things.
- It's not too late.
- Yes, it is.
I've already screwed it all up.
I can't go off with someone new.
And I can't go home.
So, instead,
I'm fucking stuck here
in some sort of
seafood purgatory...
...talking to you.
Why can't you go home?
Why don't you tell me, Noah?
You seem to know a lot.
Why... why can't I go home?
Well, maybe 'cause it's hard.
Going home is hard.
Staying with someone,
loving them no matter what,
that's hard.
It's so easy to...
go find someone new,
reinvent yourself in their eyes,
and try once more
to live without flaw,
but sooner or later you realize
the only thing
you're running from is death.
It's not another person
at all, it's...
it's death, and...
when that finally occurs
to you, you...
...you yearn more than anything
for someone
who really knows you.
Who really knows
every inch of you.
And will remember you
when you're gone.
What are you trying to say?
What I'm trying to say is that
if...
if trauma and pain
can echo through generations,
then so can love.
If abandonment
can ripple across time,
then so can presence.
I mean, you-you've suffered
a lot of loss in your life,
Joanie, but you've also had
a lot of love.
And you may not be able
to save the Earth.
But you can be there
for your children.
No matter what happens.
♪ Same clothes the last time ♪
♪ You disappointed me ♪
♪ I've got those same clothes
the last time ♪
♪ You disappointed me ♪
♪ You gotta help me... ♪
Don't tell anyone,
but I miss Dad.
Yeah.
Where do you think
he is tonight?
He's here.
What do you mean? He's here?
No, no. He's in Montauk.
I think.
At least he was this morning.
- Why?
- We rehearsed your flash mob.
Martin.
I don't think you were
supposed to know that.
How could you not tell me
he was in Montauk?
He told us not to.
He thought it would upset you.
But he had to be here.
He basically planned
the entire wedding.
I thought Mom took over
the wedding planning.
She told me she would.
No, I think maybe you told her
that she was going to.
Look, it was a group effort,
and we all pitched in.
Yeah. I don't know
why you're so upset.
I think it came
together really well.
What, so he's just somewhere
by himself right now
while we're all
enjoying the party?
Well, you said
you didn't want him here.
Where the fuck is
he even staying?
At the Memory Motel.
Of course you know that, Stacey.
You're such a fucking
daddy's girl.
Hey. She's 12.
Look, I just think
it's really awful
that none of you told me
that he was coming here.
As if I'm the crazy one, like...
We don't think
you're crazy, Whit.
We just wanted you
to have a good day.
All of us, him included.
How could you let him come here?
I thought you understood.
You of all people.
I do understand.
Your father's made
some real mistakes
and you've had to bear
the brunt of them.
But he does love you, Whit.
And he wanted
to do this for you.
Even if he couldn't
be here to see it.
Yeah. He's got you all fooled.
He bought my mother
a plane ticket.
He didn't have to do that.
He did?
Fuck.
Excuse me.
Could I get a dance
with the bride?
Of course, Grandpa.
What's wrong, kiddo?
You're awfully perceptive
for someone with dementia.
Well, this is a good day.
So tell me, what's on your mind?
It's your wedding day.
You don't look happy.
Sometimes I don't know
what to think.
About what?
If people hurt you very badly,
do you have to forgive them?
No.
But sometimes it hurts you
more than it hurts them
to hold a grudge.
What's it all for, then?
If people can act however
they want and get forgiven,
then what is the point
of trying to be good
in the first place?
I think it's about what kind
of life you want to live.
You will have plenty
of opportunities
to be angry in your life.
You have less chance
to love people, though.
Really love them.
So you just...
...you want to be careful
how many of those opportunities
you squander.
I think young people believe
they'll just keep coming,
but they don't.
Grandpa, can you help me
with something?
Anything for you.
You really think
he's gonna do it?
- He said he would.
- What if he forgets?
He was totally lucid
a moment ago.
It seems really dangerous.
- He has Alzheimer's.
- Do you have a better way
to sneak out of this wedding?
We can just walk out.
She can't, you idiot.
She's the bride.
Oh, my God, here
he comes. Okay, okay. Um...
Do we know the plan?
Cake knife?
- Check.
- Platter?
- Yeah. Check.
- Okay.
Whoa!
Oh, my God. Bruce!
♪ "She Will Have Her Way"
by Neil Finn ♪
Bruce!
- No! Okay. Go, go, go, go.
- Okay.
Go find your sister.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
I love you so much.
♪ I might be old,
but I'm someone new ♪
♪ She said... ♪
I found champagne!
I got the coats!
♪ I could cry always ♪
♪ In the night
lay your tired arms ♪
♪ She will have her way... ♪
- Shh.
- Are we sure about this?
♪ Believe her ♪
Come on.
♪ She's the life
I've been frightened of... ♪
Go, go, go.
♪ Deathly silence
and especially the dark ♪
♪ Feels like I am heavy ♪
♪ And my spirit has died... ♪
- Everyone stop! Back up!
- Whoa...
- Back up!
- Jesus Christ.
- What is it?
- What is going on?
- Mom is in there.
- So?
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- Nice.
- This is so difficult.
- What do we do?
- I don't know, Whit.
♪ Do, do, do, do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do, do, ah-ah ♪
♪ Ah-ah ♪
♪ Ah ♪
♪ Still no end in sight ♪
♪ Though I travel
far and wide ♪
♪ A dying man
is doing time... ♪
This is gonna be a great story.
♪ She will have her way ♪
♪ Somehow I will still ♪
♪ Believe her ♪
♪ She will have her way ♪
♪ One day I will ♪
♪ Come ♪
♪ Back ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do,
do ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do,
do ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do,
do ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do,
do ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah... ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah... ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ She will have her way ♪
♪ When her time is up one day ♪
♪ Yeah, she will have her way ♪
♪ She will have her way ♪
Now... where were we?
Ah.
Ah.
Ah, yeah.
Ah, yes.
Chapter three.
"My parents were an odd couple."
"Him tall, patient but lazy."
"Her small,
impatient and assiduous."
Ah, yeah.
Assiduous is right.
You know this doesn't
mean anything, right?
- I do.
- Okay.
You know, tomorrow
we're gonna wake up
and pretend this never
happened, right?
Because you know we're both
too old to change, right?
I do.
Hey, you know
you're crying, right?
I do.
You know I love you?
I do.
You want to try this again?
I do.
I have to go, love.
I'll be back tomorrow.
Ooh.
Mom's home!
Mom's home?!
- Mom's home! Mom's home!
- Mom's home!
I got to go talk
to your dad, okay?
Paul, I'm so sorry.
- I love you.
- I love you.
♪ "The Whole of the Moon"
by Fiona Apple ♪
♪ I pictured a rainbow ♪
♪ You held it in your hands ♪
♪ I had flashes ♪
♪ But you saw the plan ♪
♪ I wandered out in the world ♪
♪ For years ♪
♪ While you just
stayed in your room ♪
♪ I saw the crescent ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ You were there
in the turnstiles ♪
♪ With the wind at your heels ♪
♪ You stretched for the stars ♪
♪ And you know how it feels ♪
♪ To reach too high ♪
♪ Too far ♪
♪ Too soon ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ I was grounded ♪
♪ While you filled the skies ♪
♪ I was dumbfounded ♪
♪ By truth ♪
♪ You cut through lies ♪
♪ I saw the rain
dirty valley ♪
♪ You saw Brigadoon ♪
♪ I saw the crescent ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ I spoke about wings ♪
♪ You just flew ♪
♪ I wondered, I guessed
and I tried ♪
♪ You just knew ♪
♪ I sighed ♪
♪ But you swooned ♪
♪ I saw the crescent ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ The whole of the moon ♪
♪ With a torch
in your pocket ♪
♪ And the wind at your heels ♪
♪ You climbed on the ladder ♪
♪ And you know how it feels ♪
♪ To get too high ♪
♪ Too far, too soon ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ The whole of the moon ♪
♪ Hey, yeah ♪
♪ Unicorns and cannonballs ♪
♪ Palaces and piers ♪
♪ Trumpets, towers
and tenements ♪
♪ Wide oceans full of tears ♪
♪ Flags, rags, ferryboats ♪
♪ Scimitars and scarves ♪
♪ Every precious dream
and vision ♪
♪ Underneath the stars ♪
♪ Yes, you climbed
on the ladder ♪
♪ With the wind
in your sails ♪
♪ You came like a comet ♪
♪ Blazing your trail ♪
♪ Too high, too far ♪
♪ Too soon ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ The whole of the moon ♪
♪ The whole
of the moon ♪
♪ You saw the whole ♪
- On The Affair...
I found some sort
of shrine at Dad's.
What did you do with it?
I threw it out.
Why?
Because I hate looking at her.
Two astronauts meet by chance in
the International Space Station.
They fall desperately in love,
but their love is doomed.
They try to forget each other.
They build completely
new lives with new people.
But, deep down, they
secretly still love each other.
Until one day, they run
into each other again
on the opposite side
of the galaxy.
Because all this time
they thought they were moving
away from each other,
they were actually in orbit.
I love you.
I don't want your love.
It terrifies me,
and it's caused me
nothing but pain.
We can't afford
a wedding, can we?
Come on, Whitney.
You've been talking
about having a wedding
in this house
since before you were in braces.
Okay, I just received
the last part of my advance,
and I can't think of
a better thing to spend it on.
I used to think, when we had no
money and we had all these kids
and we were fighting,
I would look at you sometimes
and I would think, "One day,
this is gonna be worth it.
One day, I'm gonna dance
with him at Whitney's wedding."
I saw the way
you look at women.
Like they're prey.
How the fuck did you not know
it was her in the hot tub?!
I would do anything... anything...
to undo what happened!
If I can just give her
a good wedding,
with us all there together,
having fun, then...
She doesn't want you there.
Jesus Christ.
♪ I was screaming
into the canyon ♪
♪ At the moment of my death ♪
♪ The echo I created ♪
♪ Outlasted my last breath ♪
♪ My voice it made
an avalanche ♪
♪ And buried a man
I never knew ♪
♪ And when he died,
his widowed bride ♪
♪ Met your daddy
and they made you ♪
♪ I have only one thing to do ♪
♪ And that's be the wave
that I am, and then ♪
♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪
♪ I have only one thing to do ♪
♪ And that's be the wave
that I am, and then ♪
♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪
♪ I have only one thing to do ♪
♪ And that's be the wave
that I am, and then ♪
♪ Sink back into the ocean,
sink back into the ocean ♪
♪ Sink back into the o... ♪
♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪
♪ Sink back into the o... ♪
♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪
♪ Sink back
into the ocean ♪
And five, six, seven, eight.
What's the next move?
You ready?
And pizza arms.
- ♪ I pictured a rainbow... ♪
- Pizzas.
Pi... like a pizza.
Yeah.
Okay, turn.
- Spin. And spin.
- Hey.
Spin. Two, three, four.
Ride the tractor.
Kick the puppy.
Kick the puppy
with your right foot, Trevor.
- Stacey, really?
- Kick the puppy.
Kick...
Okay. Sorry.
- Sorry, sorry.
- Stop, stop.
Stop.
Okay, let's start again.
Back to one.
Trevor, you kick the puppy
with your right foot.
"Kick the puppy"?
- Yes.
- Dad,
what the fuck does
"ride the tractor" mean?
Martin, I've told you
three times.
This, okay? This is
ride the tractor, okay?
Ride the tractor.
Kick the puppy. All right?
It's easy. Okay?
Come on, everyone.
Your sister wants
a flash dance for her wedding...
Flash mob.
A flash mob for her wedding.
And that's what she's gonna get,
okay?
So come on.
Let's go again.
Everyone back to one.
Okay,
once more with feeling.
And, remember, you're happy!
Your sister's getting married!
So, smile.
Okay. Let's go.
- Hey.
- Oh, hey.
How's it going?
It's going great.
It's going great.
- It's going great.
- Mom, come on.
Get in.
I can't.
I'm the videographer.
- Show me what you got.
- Yeah, well, it's not...
it's not, uh...
it's not perfect yet. It's not...
- I'll be kind.
- We're still-still developing.
- Just show me.
- Yeah, Dad,
are we doing this or what?
It's fucking freezing.
Yes, Trevor. Let's go.
Ready?
Five, six, seven, eight!
♪ I pictured a rainbow ♪
Nice.
♪ You held it in your hands ♪
Sierra, are you ready?
♪ I had flashes ♪
♪ But you saw the plan ♪
♪ I wandered ♪
- ♪ Out in the world ♪
- Okay.
- ♪ For years ♪
- Martin, Trevor, Stacey, go!
♪ While you just stayed
in your room ♪
♪ I saw the crescent ♪
♪ You saw the whole ♪
- ♪ Of the moon ♪
- And everyone!
♪ The whole of the moon ♪
♪ Mmm, you were there
in the turnstiles ♪
♪ With the wind at your heels ♪
♪ You stretched for the stars ♪
♪ And you know how it feels
to reach too high ♪
♪ Too far ♪
♪ Too soon ♪
♪ You saw
the whole of the moon ♪
Hey, Trev.
Can I borrow you for a second?
Can't.
I need your help.
I'm writing my toast.
Trevor, I know you hate me,
but consider this
a favor to your sister.
I don't hate you.
It's okay if you do.
I hated my dad, too.
No. No, really, I don't.
I just...
I wish you'd been around more.
Me, too.
Yeah.
Good talk.
Hey, how's it going?
Perfect.
I can't believe
they're making me do this.
Well, you said yes.
What was I supposed to say?
What the hell do I know
about getting married?
Well, doesn't she have
some poems or something
she wants people to read?
Yeah.
So, then they...
say their vows,
exchange rings
and then kiss, right?
How hard could it be?
She wants me to say something.
Something important.
Well,
you like Colin, right?
I mean, of all the boyfriends
she's ever had,
he's definitely my favorite.
What do you like about him?
He's not a dick.
He treats her well.
He's a decent guy.
I mean, honestly, like,
it could have been much worse.
Well, why don't
you just say that?
I mean, not the part
about it being worse, but...
Sure, I mean, she's getting
a good deal out of it.
I'm just not sure
what's in it for him.
What do you mean?
I just don't know why anyone
would want to marry my sister.
- Martin.
- Dad, come on.
She's a lot.
Whitney is a lot.
Yeah, that's what
makes her great.
When I get married, I'm gonna
choose someone much easier.
Yeah, well, you're welcome
to choose whoever you want,
but you may change your mind
in a few years.
Your sister's really smart
and passionate
and believes deeply in things.
And, yeah, she can be
a little dramatic,
but she's gonna keep his life
really interesting.
I get, from where
you're sitting, it...
you know, she seems
like a lot of work, but...
I think you realize,
as you get older,
the person you want to live
with is not, is not the one
who's... keeps telling you
how wonderful you are.
It's the one who you
just can't stop talking to
'cause you have no idea
what she's gonna say next.
I think Colin got pretty lucky,
too, you know.
You should say that.
I got to go.
I'm really, really busy.
Yeah, well, good luck.
You, too.
Colin?
- Hey.
- Hey.
Uh, I was just checking
to see if you're okay.
D-Do you need anything or...?
They just told me
to get dressed in here, so...
Of course. Yeah, no,
this is the son-in-law suite.
I actually remember
shaving in that bathroom
just before my wedding.
Really?
Wow, you use a straight razor.
Yeah.
It was my dad's.
Oh, where are your parents?
Are they, are they here yet?
Uh, no.
They couldn't make it, actually.
Oh. Why?
Well, they wanted to, of course.
Got them a flight from Belfast
and everything.
But, um...
my dad got arrested, so...
What?
Yeah, I don't
know why I just told you that.
Please don't tell Whitney.
I just told her he was sick.
No, no. Of course I won't.
I mean, is-is everything okay?
Um, anything I can do?
- I'm sorry.
- Colin.
I shouldn't
have gotten him a ticket.
I knew he would do this.
Such a waste of fucking money.
What happened?
Is he okay?
He is fine.
He's just drunk.
He does this.
Especially when
he gets stressed.
And flying stresses him out.
So I should have known.
Colin,
I'm so sorry.
How about your mother?
Is she... can she make it?
I don't think so.
She...
...missed her flight,
and it's too complicated
for her to figure out how to get
the ticket reissued, so...
It's fine.
I'll just send her
some pictures.
- She'll like that.
- Wait.
Where is she now?
What do you mean?
Well, if I get her a new ticket,
is she, is she near an airport?
I mean, how-how-how long
is the flight?
It's about seven hours.
Okay, so... what,
she can be here by 10 or 11?
You want to try it?
You really don't have
to do that, Mr. Solloway.
Look, first of all,
call me Noah.
And, secondly, I'd really,
really like to help.
Why?
Because you're family.
You get a pretty bad rap
in this family, Noah.
Yeah, well, I've done
some things to deserve that.
Also, the Solloway women
are pretty tough.
Good luck with yours.
Here's the thing about the
family you're marrying into.
We're all batshit crazy
and we can be brutal
with each other.
But when the shit hits the fan,
we show up.
It's not much, but...
it's not nothing.
Where I come from, it's a lot.
Thank you.
Yeah. Okay.
So, boarding in... 90 minutes?
Great. Okay, can you send me
the confirmation?
Yeah, that's my e-mail.
Thank you.
Perfect. Bye.
What was that about?
Nothing. Wow.
You look great.
Thank you.
This is really nice.
Really, really nice.
I think it's time.
I know.
What the...?
Hey!
Hey.
Are you, uh, Helen Butler?
No.
Uh, these are for Helen.
Can you sign?
Sure.
Here's the note.
- Here you go.
- All right.
- Thanks.
- Have a good day.
It was Victor Hugo, you asshole.
Hey, buddy!
Can you move out of the way?
Oh, fuck.
Hey, Bruce.
Bruce.
Bruce, where are you going?
It isn't safe.
What isn't safe?
They're after me.
I have to leave.
- Come on, let's go back...
- Don't touch me,
- you fucking pig.
- It's okay. Okay.
It's okay, Bruce.
It's fine. You're safe.
Come on, let's go back inside.
Don't you understand?
I can't go back in there.
I don't know them.
I don't know any
of those people.
Well, you-you know me.
Don't you?
You know me.
Michael?
Michael, is that you?
Yeah, it's me.
How are you, Bruce?
Uh, it's good to see you again.
Oh, you made it.
You made it.
Yeah, I made it.
Oh. They said you were dead.
They told me
you weren't coming back.
Well, they were wrong.
Do Mom and Dad know?
No. Not-not yet.
No, I was, uh...
they're waiting for us inside.
I-I thought I'd come
and find you first.
Will you come back
and s-see them with me?
Oh, Michael,
I can't believe it's really you.
It's really you.
Oh. Oh.
My... my little brother.
My boy.
Come on, Bruce.
Come on.
Let's-let's go find Mom and Dad.
Come on.
You're okay.
Oh, fuck.
Here, Bruce.
Bruce. Come here.
Quick.
Hide there. Okay?
Just hide there.
What are we doing?
Is this a game?
Yeah, it's a game.
We have to be quiet, okay?
Oh, this is
a great hiding place.
Mom and Dad will never find us.
No, they won't.
They'll never even know
we were here.
Oh, fuck.
Hello?
Hello.
Hello.
One second, then.
My ears.
What can I do for you?
Can I get a cup of coffee?
A customer.
Welcome to the end of the world.
You can sit wherever you like.
I'll bring it to you.
This your first time in Montauk?
No, I grew up here.
Thanks.
Did you now?
A local.
That's a rarity around here.
My mom actually worked here
for a bit before I was born.
Where?
Here.
This restaurant.
Well, I'll be damned.
Um... could I just get
some eggs?
Scrambled?
Coming right up.
Hey.
Do you know where
I can get some gas?
Gas?
For a car.
Not anymore.
These are so tiny.
Mom, this is taking
too long, okay?
- I'm just gonna do it myself.
- No, no, no, no, no.
I'm almost done.
I'm almost done.
Stop. Stop.
Hold still.
Did everyone make it?
I think so.
No one canceled
last minute, right?
I'm worried they might.
Colin's friends are such flakes.
I just... I don't want there
to be any empty seats.
Well, you'd have
to ask your father.
- Why?
- Because he was keeping
the guest list.
Mom, I, I asked you
to take care of that.
I thought you did.
Yes, I know.
But he sent out the invitations
and it just seemed much simpler.
And, Whitney,
does it really matter?
I mean, come on.
It matters to me.
Wha...
Okay. Seriously?
You dropped it?
I, no... I...
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I didn't mean to,
it's just that...
it's just that you
turned so quickly.
Jesus, Helen,
why are you even here?
Because I... thought
you might need my help.
Oh, my God. Do not make this
about you right now.
I do not have time
for that today.
Where did you learn to be
so hard on people, Whitney?
Why am I here?
If I bother you that much?
Why am I here?
Why didn't you
just disinvite me
like you did your dad?
Optics.
Think about it.
It would have looked terrible.
I do not want to have
the same relationship with you
as I do with my own mother.
But I don't know how
to avoid it right now.
Well, you could try
listening to me for a change.
- That would be a fun start.
- I do listen to you.
No, you don't. You listen
for what you want to hear.
And that's not the same thing.
I don't... I-I don't...
understand what you mean.
Okay. Right.
Ask me a question.
One that you don't think that
you already know the answer to.
Are you in love?
I think so.
You're not sure?
No.
Why not?
I don't know,
I'm not obsessed with him.
Uh... it's not like you and Dad.
I... I don't think
about him all the time.
I don't wonder if he's okay.
Sometimes a whole day goes by
and I just forget about him.
And does that worry you?
No, it doesn't worry me, Mom.
I'm not like you.
I don't want my marriage to be
the great adventure of my life.
Is that what you think I wanted?
Isn't it?
Peekaboo!
It's almost time.
Are you ready?
What the hell
is going on in here?
Whitney, for God's sake,
get your shoes on.
God, your mother is so useless.
I should have known,
when I sent her
in here to help you get ready,
that absolutely nothing
would be accomplished.
Okay, Grandma, look,
I'm ready. See?
Stand over there, so I can see.
What do you think?
I think she looks perfect.
She certainly looks better
than you did
at your wedding.
That's something.
- Grandma.
- Is that what you're wearing?
Wow, you are really
in rare form today.
Helen, I've got 60 people
in the backyard,
including some shifty hooligans
masquerading as musicians.
It's a band.
They're Whitney's friends.
It's 42 degrees outside,
your father has already
wandered off twice.
He's currently tied to a chair.
The chef just locked
her key in the catering van
and can't get
the croquembouche out,
and the dog seems to be dying.
You don't have a dog!
I didn't say I had a dog.
I said there is a dog
on the property
that seems to be perilously
close to its final demise.
How's that for an omen
for my granddaughter's wedding?
- Grandma, shut the fuck up!
- Whit, it's okay.
No! No, it's not okay.
She's a fucking monster.
Yes, I know,
but she's our monster.
Okay, so you just go outside.
Take a couple of Xanax.
Have a drink.
Try to have a good time.
Everything is under control.
Whit, you look beautiful,
but even if you didn't,
you know, it doesn't
fucking matter,
'cause this is really just
one incredibly expensive day
that has absolutely
no influence or augury
or bearing on the rest
of your life.
- Are you ready?
- I'm ready.
What's that?
It's, um, Whitney's "band."
Oh, God, let's do this.
No, you first, daughter.
Gotcha.
My lady.
Oh, Whit, you look amazing.
Thank you, honey.
You, too.
Thank you, Stacey,
these are beautiful.
I'm so happy you're all
my children.
Okay. Mom, why don't you go out
and tell them
we're ready to start?
- Okay.
- Okay.
All right, you two.
You're up.
Get out there.
See you in a bit.
So handsome.
So beautiful.
- Thank you.
- Thanks, Mom.
All right, you ready?
Yep.
Um...
How do you want to do this?
Should... uh, do you want
my arm or something?
I think...
maybe... like this?
Okay.
Wait, you got...
oh, my gosh, right here.
Let me see.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Ready?
- Yes.
Okay.
I just want you
to be happy, Mom.
Testing. One, two, three.
Testing. One, two, three.
Hey, everyone.
Welcome to my sister's wedding.
Holy shit.
Sure.
- Who has Eddie today?
- His parents do.
They live in Great Neck.
Hmm. Wow.
- Really? That's convenient.
- Yeah. I used
to do summers out here as a kid.
You know that restaurant,
The Lobster Roll?
I do.
Well, um,
my greatest ambition as a kid
was to be a waiter there.
- You're kidding.
- No. During
the summers, they had
all these young, tan,
gorgeous waitstaff,
and I thought
life couldn't get
any cooler than that.
Did you ever get a job there?
No.
But I think I might shoot
something there one day.
You should. That
would be amazing.
Yeah, it would make
a great location.
If everyone wouldn't mind
leaving the dance
floor, the next
song up is a special one
that Colin would like
to dedicate to his bride.
Oh, shit, it's happening.
Let's go.
Mom. Come on.
No, I'm filming!
Now it's time
for our father-daughter,
mother-son dance.
So, kids, find your parents
and get them out there.
It's so corny.
It's a wedding, Mom, suck it up.
Who's Colin dancing with?
Oh, that's his mother.
Really?
Think she just got here.
She'd missed her
flight or something.
She came all the
way from Ireland.
I'll have to introduce myself.
You know what?
Think you should go dance
with your sister.
You sure?
- Yep, definitely.
- Okay.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Well, why aren't you
at the wedding?
Can I come in?
I'm freezing.
Sure.
Cozy.
Yeah, I think so.
Pringle?
Yeah, I'd love one.
Thank you.
Here.
Thank you.
Why are you looking
at me like that?
I just want to know
what you're doing here,
not at our daughter's wedding.
I came to show you this.
- She looks happy.
- She is.
Should've joined them.
Well, I never do.
Do you remember our wedding?
- Yeah, really well.
- Hmm. I don't.
Well, I think
you were pretty stoned.
Yeah, I know, but that's not it.
That's not...
It's just I think...
What I think is,
I'm never present anywhere.
I think I'm just always so...
worried about what's
gonna go wrong,
and how am I gonna fix it,
and what's the story gonna be,
and how am I gonna tell it,
and who am I gonna tell it to?
I thought that was my problem.
I know.
But that's not really true,
is it?
I mean, look at you, you've made
one decision after another.
I haven't made any decisions.
I never make any decisions.
I just let shit happen
to me, and then I just
feel bad about it, sad about it.
I just complain about it.
I don't think that's
necessarily true, but okay.
I didn't even plan this wedding;
you did.
- Well, you were busy.
- Yeah.
And don't think I don't know
what people would say
if they knew that
I showed up here right now.
"There's Helen,
codependent again."
What people
are we talking about?
Look, I don't know why
it has to be a pathology
that I show up here.
I mean, maybe I just want
to be with you. You know?
Okay.
And I'm also really
fucking tired
of everyone telling
everyone else
what's good for them.
You know? Nobody does
what's good for them.
And if they do, they
certainly don't enjoy it.
And another thing.
You have a couple
that stays married
for, let's say, 50 years.
You don't think that
there's an element
of codependency in
that relationship?
I mean, you think these
people would stay married
for half a century
because they wanted to?
That's insane.
Helen, are you okay?
D-Do you want to...?
Do you want to sit down?
No, I think I might be having a
nervous breakdown, so I just...
it's better if I stand up.
Okay, well, at least
- have some more salt.
- That's a good idea.
Do you know, if you had
had an affair 50 years ago,
we never would've broken up?
We never would have mentioned
it, really, to anybody.
You certainly wouldn't have
written a fucking book about it.
And if we had mentioned it,
I would have been given credit
for standing by you.
You know, for putting our family
before my own personal feelings.
I would have been congratulated
for my character.
50 years ago, I would have been
a good fucking wife,
and now I'm the problem.
Well, more like 60 years ago,
- but I see your point.
- I mean, I just...
I don't even know
what's going on here.
I don't know what
I'm trying to prove.
I mean, if we both die
and you never find out
that I still love you, what,
do I win a prize or something?
Sorry, what?
I don't know, I think
maybe I am crazy.
Well, you know that's not true.
Look, you know how
I feel about you.
I don't know what
you want me to say.
Um, yes, I do think it's strange
that you're not at
Whitney's wedding right now.
And it does feel like
a familiar pattern between us
where I get exiled
and you come rescue me.
And we know how that ends.
Don't we?
But I'm not saying
you've got a pathology
or anything wrong with you.
But even if we do
love each other, it...
...doesn't mean
we're good for each other.
What does that mean...
"good for each other"?
Well, I think certain couples
have hurt each other less
than we have.
I think certain couples
have loved each other less
than we have, too.
True.
I mean, what's the endgame here?
We're just supposed to get old
and lose our-our...
hearing and our hair...
our memory, and then we die?
I guess so.
You know, I know the story
I'm supposed to tell
is that this all happened
for a reason and that...
I'm stronger now
because of what happened,
and so I'm better now
than I was
when we were together.
And most of the time, I do
really believe that that's true.
But some days
when I'm feeling really...
...sad or really happy...
And I just think about how
we're not here for long at all.
And when we're gone,
we're gone forever.
Those are the days
I just forget to remember
that it all happened
for the best.
Will you dance with me?
On our daughter's wedding day?
Tell me more about the wedding.
It was very nice.
It was a little
twee, very Whitney.
How were the vows?
They were sweet.
What did they say?
Um, he promised
to be nice to her,
and then she promised
to be nice to him.
- Mm, that's good.
- Yeah.
That should keep them going
for the first six months.
Maybe she won't make
the same mistakes we did.
Well, maybe she'll
catch them quicker.
Mm.
You know, I used to think
I could look at you
and know exactly what
you were thinking.
How wrong I was.
Well, give it a shot.
- No.
- Come on.
Try again for old times' sake.
What am I thinking right now?
Well, it looks
like you're thinking
you want to kiss me, but...
See? You've still got it.
Tag, you're it.
Oh, no!
- Yay!
- I got you.
Can I clear this away?
Yeah.
Is everything all right?
What?
You seem a little sad.
I'm always like this.
Oh, that's a good book.
I'm reading that myself.
Yeah, it's okay.
You don't like it?
I'm sort of loosely connected
to the author,
so I have a kind of weird
perspective on it.
Really?
What's that?
Are you this curious
with everyone who comes in here?
Well, I don't have
many customers anymore.
You're my first this week.
Look, I have
a big decision to make,
so if you don't mind,
I'd like to be alone.
Well, be brave.
What?
Make the difficult choice.
I wasn't actually asking
for your advice.
Well, I'm offering it anyway.
The universe rewards courage.
Mister, I just found out
that my mom's boyfriend
murdered her
30 years ago and
got away with it,
so I don't need
your fucking advice.
How much do I owe you?
What did you say?
- How much do I owe you?
- No, what did...
What did you say
about your mother?
You know what?
- Charge me anything you want.
- No.
Wait.
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- What the fuck?
- You have a shotgun?
- What are you doing here?
- Where did you get a shotgun?
- It's my father's.
No shit.
That must be an antique.
- Can I see it?
- EJ.
Okay. Okay. Not the
right thing to say.
How'd you find me?
Sorry, were you trying to hide?
I took my bracelet off.
Because we had sex last night.
I left it at a restaurant.
And I thought
we kind of had a connection.
I'm untraceable.
My own husband has no idea
- where I am right now.
- It wasn't hard.
I have a tracking device
in my car. Wait, what?
- You have a what?
- What did you just say?
I think you heard me.
Can you put the gun down?
Well, I have to admit,
I feel kind of used.
- Sorry.
- You didn't
seem like the type to lie.
I'm kind of a disaster
of a person, EJ.
I thought you would have
figured that out by now.
How'd it go with Ben?
Oh, it was terrific.
I signed some kind of release
when I first got there.
Didn't look at it.
And apparently
I admitted to being mental.
What?
So when I brought
the police back,
he showed them the release
and played them a recording
of me saying
I wanted to kill him.
- What?
- And they sided with him.
Oh, my God, Joanie.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah.
Guess I'll just have
to finish this myself.
So, what, you're just gonna
go back and shoot him?
Looks likely.
They'll put you away for life.
It'll be worth it.
I have a better idea.
- What?
- Run away with me.
I just told you I was married.
I don't care.
Why not?
Because you obviously
don't care.
You're clearly not happy
with your husband.
If you were, you wouldn't
be here with me.
I was alone here.
You just stalked me.
My job is flying me
to Vienna tomorrow evening
to speak at a conference.
Why don't you come with me?
And we can just... keep going.
Sorry.
I have to finish this.
What good will it do
to kill him?
It's not gonna bring
your mother back.
That's not what this is about.
- He can't just get away with it.
- Joanie...
Hey, hey, I like you.
I really like you.
You're fucking honest.
You live your life
with your eyes still open.
And almost nobody fucking
does that anymore.
I'm so sick of trying
to fix my parents' mistakes.
We didn't fuck this planet up,
they did.
Why should we have to fix it?
Let them go, Joanie.
Let them all go.
You don't owe your life
to any of them.
Okay.
Wait, what? Really?
That speech, that speech worked?
Car's out of gas.
I figured.
I brought some with me.
Okay, let's go.
What?
I have to tell you something.
I, um...
haven't been entirely
honest with you either.
Oh, God.
Are you married, too?
No. But, um...
My full name is
Eddie James Ullah.
Does that mean anything to you?
- Should it?
- No.
No, not necessarily.
It's just that my father
was sort of...
loosely affiliated
with your mother.
What?
Alison's second husband
Noah Solloway...
his first wife was a woman
named Helen Solloway.
And after they divorced,
she met my father.
Your mother is Helen Solloway?
Uh, no.
Um, my mother's name is Sierra.
My father's name was Vik.
They had an affair
when he was with Helen,
and that's where I come from.
Are we related?
What? No, no, no.
- Are you sure?
- Yes. No way.
My mother is your mother's
ex-husband's ex-wife's
new partner's lover.
So we could not be less related.
Did you know I was gonna be
in the graveyard that day?
- How would I have known that?
- I don't know.
Why didn't you just
tell me who you were?
Look, it's like six degrees
of separation.
It's not a big deal.
Well, then, why did you hide it?
Well, I wasn't trying
to hide it.
Just stop the car.
- Come on.
- Please stop the car.
Joanie, you're overreacting.
Nothing has changed.
I'm still the same person I was
- 30 seconds ago in that car.
- You lied to me.
I didn't lie, I just didn't
tell you the whole story.
And you didn't tell me
the whole story.
You've been married
this whole time.
I mean, come on.
I thought we understood
each other.
What is it you thought
you understood?
That we're not sheep.
That we both play
by different rules.
This is stupid.
- I can't go to Vienna with you.
- Why not?
We were just fucking, EJ,
that's all it was.
Why are you trying to turn it
into something else?
Are you really so desperate
for someone to love?
I guess I am.
What are you even doing here?
Why are you so obsessed
with my family?
Is it some sort of
transitive whore property?
What?!
Your mother and my mother
both fucked over the same woman.
My mother and Helen
were friends.
Right.
Helen was like a
second mother to me.
There-there is such a
thing as forgiveness.
I realize that that's completely
out of your frame of reference,
but there are certain people
who are actually capable of it.
And believe it or not,
this place was part
of my childhood, too.
My mother and I came out here
and stayed with Helen's
parents when I was young.
I worked construction here
when I was in college.
I even helped restore
the Lobster Roll
when Noah bought
it, so you're not
- the only person...
- Wait, what?
...who this town
means something to.
And, yeah, yeah, I don't know.
Maybe I was attracted to you
because we shared
a certain history.
Because I thought
you might be able
to understand my pain,
and I might be able
to understand yours.
Is that such a crime?
- No.
- And I wanted to tell you.
I was going to, but...
you were just always dealing
with so much trauma,
you didn't really let me
get a word in edgewise.
You're right.
So...
Okay.
I meant everything
I said back there.
So will you please get
back in the car now?
- Please.
- EJ, this isn't right.
We're just gonna wind up
hating each other.
No, I won't.
Yes, you will.
Maybe not today,
maybe not tomorrow,
but soon and for the rest
of your life.
So you have seen a movie.
It was my mother's
favorite film.
Why am I not surprised?
So, what, you're just gonna
go back to your husband?
No, I don't think so.
So where the hell will you go?
I don't know.
Your mother and Helen
were really friends?
Good friends.
So it's possible.
What's possible?
To do things differently.
Can I at least give you
a lift somewhere?
I'd like to walk.
Hello again.
Hey, Noah.
Your father knew.
Knew what?
He always said
Ben must have killed her.
'Cause she would never
have chosen to leave you.
My dad said that?
That surprises you?
Um, a little, actually.
He spent his entire life
saying the opposite.
Well, what did he tell you?
That she was crazy.
That he tried to save her
and he couldn't.
And that we were
better off without her.
Oh, wow.
That breaks my heart.
You have to understand, Joanie,
your father was
carrying a tremendous
amount of pain.
Sounds like you cared about him.
Well, "cared" is a strong word,
I mean...
No, I respected Cole.
I think,
under the circumstances,
that's the most
one could expect.
How long have you
been back in Montauk?
I moved back here after
my oldest daughter's wedding,
which was 30 years ago now.
- That's when we left.
- I know.
And the day Cole
came back into town,
he walked through
that door and...
...I think both of us
nearly had a heart attack.
But time has a habit of making
these-these big things
seem small somehow.
It's so good to see you, Joanie.
It really is so good to see you.
Tell me about your life.
What-what do you, uh,
what do you do?
I'm a coastal engineer.
I'm trying to save
the world from drowning.
Really?
Do you have any children?
Two.
Boys or girls?
Daughters.
Thea and Madeline.
That's wonderful, Joanie.
But...
I can only love them
when I'm away from them.
When I'm away from them,
I miss them terribly.
But when I'm with them,
I can't...
I can't even hold them
and I don't know why.
I have this friend who's a, uh,
he's an epigeneticist.
And he has a theory
about trauma being passed down.
What's his name?
Uh, Eddie. He's like a,
he's kind of like
a-a nephew of mine.
Fascinating.
- Go on.
- Well, he says that trauma
can be passed from one
generation to another.
That it actually changes
the DNA.
And he says there
are studies where, uh,
where there are rats who...
...who are shocked
every time they, uh,
smell cherry blossom.
And then they breed the rats
and their babies are afraid
of cherry blossom.
Wow. Amazing.
Anyway, my point is
that your parents
went through a lot of trauma.
They, I mean, they lost a child.
So it would make sense
that you, too,
were afraid of loss.
And maybe even a bit
paralyzed by it.
Yeah, no, I know a bit
about that theory.
There's a question
about whether the children
of trauma survivors
also inherit their resilience.
Oh, I didn't know that.
That's wonderful.
So maybe you inherited
her resilience
as well.
You mean his resilience.
No, no, no, I mean hers.
No. No offense to Cole,
but he-he never changed.
I mean, your mother always said
that Cole used to run away
from his problems.
But Alison, she was
always working on herself.
She was a work in progress
and she knew it.
She was so present.
Feeling everything
so deeply and...
She made herself stay awake
and was so disappointed
when other people seem
so asleep in their lives.
Noah, when I was four years old,
she dumped me on Cole and
Luisa's doorstep and took off.
To get help.
And then, six months later,
she came back
and she fought
your father in court.
No, she didn't.
You-you don't know this?
I thought they just
let her have me back
because they felt sorry for her.
No, Joanie, no, no.
Cole and Luisa tried
to keep you from her.
She had to humiliate herself.
It was devastating.
You... they never told you this?
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Joanie, it's very important
you know this:
you were her whole life.
Everything she did,
she did for you.
She tried to get help so that
she could be there for you.
She was trying to give you
a better life than she had,
and she was succeeding.
You know, she's...
she's one of the only people
I've ever met in my whole life
who, who actually
managed to change.
When I met her, she was
this shell of a person,
and by the time she died,
she had a job
helping other people
heal from the same trauma
that she had and...
Do you know
how difficult that is?
How few people actually
achieve that?
She was still dating
married men.
Oh, she didn't know
he was married.
What-what happened
with Ben, that...
that was not her fault.
Well, what good did it do her?
All those changes?
- He killed her anyway.
- Joanie,
if the lesson you're taking away
from your mother's death
is not to try,
then that's a great,
great tragedy.
Change is hard.
It takes a long time.
Sometimes m-more
than a lifetime.
What the fuck does that mean?
Sometimes we can
only start journeys
that our children
have to finish for us.
It's too late
to hear those things.
- It's not too late.
- Yes, it is.
I've already screwed it all up.
I can't go off with someone new.
And I can't go home.
So, instead,
I'm fucking stuck here
in some sort of
seafood purgatory...
...talking to you.
Why can't you go home?
Why don't you tell me, Noah?
You seem to know a lot.
Why... why can't I go home?
Well, maybe 'cause it's hard.
Going home is hard.
Staying with someone,
loving them no matter what,
that's hard.
It's so easy to...
go find someone new,
reinvent yourself in their eyes,
and try once more
to live without flaw,
but sooner or later you realize
the only thing
you're running from is death.
It's not another person
at all, it's...
it's death, and...
when that finally occurs
to you, you...
...you yearn more than anything
for someone
who really knows you.
Who really knows
every inch of you.
And will remember you
when you're gone.
What are you trying to say?
What I'm trying to say is that
if...
if trauma and pain
can echo through generations,
then so can love.
If abandonment
can ripple across time,
then so can presence.
I mean, you-you've suffered
a lot of loss in your life,
Joanie, but you've also had
a lot of love.
And you may not be able
to save the Earth.
But you can be there
for your children.
No matter what happens.
♪ Same clothes the last time ♪
♪ You disappointed me ♪
♪ I've got those same clothes
the last time ♪
♪ You disappointed me ♪
♪ You gotta help me... ♪
Don't tell anyone,
but I miss Dad.
Yeah.
Where do you think
he is tonight?
He's here.
What do you mean? He's here?
No, no. He's in Montauk.
I think.
At least he was this morning.
- Why?
- We rehearsed your flash mob.
Martin.
I don't think you were
supposed to know that.
How could you not tell me
he was in Montauk?
He told us not to.
He thought it would upset you.
But he had to be here.
He basically planned
the entire wedding.
I thought Mom took over
the wedding planning.
She told me she would.
No, I think maybe you told her
that she was going to.
Look, it was a group effort,
and we all pitched in.
Yeah. I don't know
why you're so upset.
I think it came
together really well.
What, so he's just somewhere
by himself right now
while we're all
enjoying the party?
Well, you said
you didn't want him here.
Where the fuck is
he even staying?
At the Memory Motel.
Of course you know that, Stacey.
You're such a fucking
daddy's girl.
Hey. She's 12.
Look, I just think
it's really awful
that none of you told me
that he was coming here.
As if I'm the crazy one, like...
We don't think
you're crazy, Whit.
We just wanted you
to have a good day.
All of us, him included.
How could you let him come here?
I thought you understood.
You of all people.
I do understand.
Your father's made
some real mistakes
and you've had to bear
the brunt of them.
But he does love you, Whit.
And he wanted
to do this for you.
Even if he couldn't
be here to see it.
Yeah. He's got you all fooled.
He bought my mother
a plane ticket.
He didn't have to do that.
He did?
Fuck.
Excuse me.
Could I get a dance
with the bride?
Of course, Grandpa.
What's wrong, kiddo?
You're awfully perceptive
for someone with dementia.
Well, this is a good day.
So tell me, what's on your mind?
It's your wedding day.
You don't look happy.
Sometimes I don't know
what to think.
About what?
If people hurt you very badly,
do you have to forgive them?
No.
But sometimes it hurts you
more than it hurts them
to hold a grudge.
What's it all for, then?
If people can act however
they want and get forgiven,
then what is the point
of trying to be good
in the first place?
I think it's about what kind
of life you want to live.
You will have plenty
of opportunities
to be angry in your life.
You have less chance
to love people, though.
Really love them.
So you just...
...you want to be careful
how many of those opportunities
you squander.
I think young people believe
they'll just keep coming,
but they don't.
Grandpa, can you help me
with something?
Anything for you.
You really think
he's gonna do it?
- He said he would.
- What if he forgets?
He was totally lucid
a moment ago.
It seems really dangerous.
- He has Alzheimer's.
- Do you have a better way
to sneak out of this wedding?
We can just walk out.
She can't, you idiot.
She's the bride.
Oh, my God, here
he comes. Okay, okay. Um...
Do we know the plan?
Cake knife?
- Check.
- Platter?
- Yeah. Check.
- Okay.
Whoa!
Oh, my God. Bruce!
♪ "She Will Have Her Way"
by Neil Finn ♪
Bruce!
- No! Okay. Go, go, go, go.
- Okay.
Go find your sister.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
I love you so much.
♪ I might be old,
but I'm someone new ♪
♪ She said... ♪
I found champagne!
I got the coats!
♪ I could cry always ♪
♪ In the night
lay your tired arms ♪
♪ She will have her way... ♪
- Shh.
- Are we sure about this?
♪ Believe her ♪
Come on.
♪ She's the life
I've been frightened of... ♪
Go, go, go.
♪ Deathly silence
and especially the dark ♪
♪ Feels like I am heavy ♪
♪ And my spirit has died... ♪
- Everyone stop! Back up!
- Whoa...
- Back up!
- Jesus Christ.
- What is it?
- What is going on?
- Mom is in there.
- So?
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- Nice.
- This is so difficult.
- What do we do?
- I don't know, Whit.
♪ Do, do, do, do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do, do, ah-ah ♪
♪ Ah-ah ♪
♪ Ah ♪
♪ Still no end in sight ♪
♪ Though I travel
far and wide ♪
♪ A dying man
is doing time... ♪
This is gonna be a great story.
♪ She will have her way ♪
♪ Somehow I will still ♪
♪ Believe her ♪
♪ She will have her way ♪
♪ One day I will ♪
♪ Come ♪
♪ Back ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do,
do ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do,
do ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do,
do ♪
♪ Do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do,
do ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah... ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah... ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ She will have her way ♪
♪ When her time is up one day ♪
♪ Yeah, she will have her way ♪
♪ She will have her way ♪
Now... where were we?
Ah.
Ah.
Ah, yeah.
Ah, yes.
Chapter three.
"My parents were an odd couple."
"Him tall, patient but lazy."
"Her small,
impatient and assiduous."
Ah, yeah.
Assiduous is right.
You know this doesn't
mean anything, right?
- I do.
- Okay.
You know, tomorrow
we're gonna wake up
and pretend this never
happened, right?
Because you know we're both
too old to change, right?
I do.
Hey, you know
you're crying, right?
I do.
You know I love you?
I do.
You want to try this again?
I do.
I have to go, love.
I'll be back tomorrow.
Ooh.
Mom's home!
Mom's home?!
- Mom's home! Mom's home!
- Mom's home!
I got to go talk
to your dad, okay?
Paul, I'm so sorry.
- I love you.
- I love you.
♪ "The Whole of the Moon"
by Fiona Apple ♪
♪ I pictured a rainbow ♪
♪ You held it in your hands ♪
♪ I had flashes ♪
♪ But you saw the plan ♪
♪ I wandered out in the world ♪
♪ For years ♪
♪ While you just
stayed in your room ♪
♪ I saw the crescent ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ You were there
in the turnstiles ♪
♪ With the wind at your heels ♪
♪ You stretched for the stars ♪
♪ And you know how it feels ♪
♪ To reach too high ♪
♪ Too far ♪
♪ Too soon ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ I was grounded ♪
♪ While you filled the skies ♪
♪ I was dumbfounded ♪
♪ By truth ♪
♪ You cut through lies ♪
♪ I saw the rain
dirty valley ♪
♪ You saw Brigadoon ♪
♪ I saw the crescent ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ I spoke about wings ♪
♪ You just flew ♪
♪ I wondered, I guessed
and I tried ♪
♪ You just knew ♪
♪ I sighed ♪
♪ But you swooned ♪
♪ I saw the crescent ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ The whole of the moon ♪
♪ With a torch
in your pocket ♪
♪ And the wind at your heels ♪
♪ You climbed on the ladder ♪
♪ And you know how it feels ♪
♪ To get too high ♪
♪ Too far, too soon ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ The whole of the moon ♪
♪ Hey, yeah ♪
♪ Unicorns and cannonballs ♪
♪ Palaces and piers ♪
♪ Trumpets, towers
and tenements ♪
♪ Wide oceans full of tears ♪
♪ Flags, rags, ferryboats ♪
♪ Scimitars and scarves ♪
♪ Every precious dream
and vision ♪
♪ Underneath the stars ♪
♪ Yes, you climbed
on the ladder ♪
♪ With the wind
in your sails ♪
♪ You came like a comet ♪
♪ Blazing your trail ♪
♪ Too high, too far ♪
♪ Too soon ♪
♪ You saw the whole
of the moon ♪
♪ The whole of the moon ♪
♪ The whole
of the moon ♪
♪ You saw the whole ♪