This Is Us (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 15 - The Car - full transcript
The history of the Pearsons told through the life of the family car; Rebecca finds solace with an old friend.
Previously on This Is Us...
- Dad!
- I'm going downstairs for Kevin.
No, no, no, Jack. Kevin's not here.
He was with Sophie last night.
Take 'em.
- KATE: Louie, come out, boy!
- JACK: I think I can get to him.
REBECCA: He went back in for the dog.
You took in a tremendous
amount of smoke.
(CLEARING THROAT)
Must really love that dog.
Really love the girl that loves the dog.
DOCTOR: Your husband
went into cardiac arrest.
Mrs. Pearson, your husband has died.
KEVIN: I'm at Dad's tree.
Came down to talk with him.
You know, Mom, you were really
strong for us when it happened.
Can't even imagine what that
must've been like for you.
(TRAFFIC PASSING IN DISTANCE)
(HORN HONKS)
(SIGHS)
(PAPER SHUFFLING)
(HORN HONKS)
♪ ♪
JACK: Hey, guys?
- Slow down. Watch out. The...
- I want a pink car!
- Sorry. Sorry about that.
- No, we have to get a Porsche!
- It's got to be the same car as...
- Shh.
[ALL CHATTERING EXCITEDLY]
- Guys.
- Hey. Shh. Come here.
Can I remind you that we are
guests in this dealership?
Yes. So we're gonna use
our indoor voices.
Okay, look, go sit down over
there and enjoy the free A.C.
- Mom and Dad need to negotiate.
- (SIGHS)
- I should've gotten a sitter.
- No. No, not today.
Look, they are walking embodiments
of why we're so strapped for cash, Bec.
Do you mean to tell me
you're gonna use our children
to guilt them into
giving us a good deal?
Yeah. That's exactly what I'm gonna do.
- (LAUGHS)
- Mm-hmm.
You are so bad.
- Am I?
- (WHISPERS): You're so bad.
MEL: I love it!
You two are just the sort of
bright and shiny couple
I would love to put into this
bright and shiny Jeep Wagoneer.
- Hi. Mel Buchanan.
- JACK: Hey.
Jack Pearson. This is my wife Rebecca.
- Hi.
- Hi.
No, I think the, uh, Wagoneer's
a little too steep for us.
REBECCA: Mm-hmm.
Well, luckily for you,
I'm in a good mood. (LAUGHS)
In fact, I'm in a downright stupid mood.
- I'm gonna practically...
- Mel. I'm gonna stop you
right there. Do you see
those kids over there?
- JACK: They're ours.
- REBECCA: All of them.
- They're expensive. (CHUCKLES)
- All of them.
We don't really need
anything bright and shiny.
We just want something
reliable and affordable.
- Yeah.
- And safe.
Well, uh, we've got some
used cars, right this way.
- There we go.
- All right.
I mean, it's not flashy,
but, uh, it's got low mileage.
Big trunk. Um...
It's gonna have
a few good years left in her.
Everything is automatic on the inside...
(KIDS CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)
- Whoo!
- Oh, my gosh!
- REBECCA: I mean, I think it...
...it warrants a closer look.
What do you think, babe?
I think, Mel, you and I should
go into your office
and have a talk, see if we can't
figure something out.
But, Jack, we should at least
look at the car, though, first,
before you go in there and talk to him.
We haven't even looked at the car yet.
How's your leg feeling?
Good as new.
REBECCA: Guys.
Could you hurry up, please? Come on.
- The service doesn't start until 2:00.
- Yeah.
But I want to get there
now, so let's go.
♪ ♪
How'd it go?
- Pretty good.
- Yeah?
Yeah.
I got the Wagoneer.
What?
Jack. No, no, no.
- We can't afford that car.
- We can.
He gave us a pretty good deal.
It's just a little bit more
than what we wanted to spend,
but we're okay.
Well, what did you say to him?
Ah...
(BOTH LAUGH)
Tell the kids. I'm-I'm gonna
go finish up with him.
- Okay.
- All right.
Uh, you guys?
Your dad bought the Wagoneer.
- (KIDS CHEERING)
- (REBECCA LAUGHING)
♪ ♪
REBECCA: Hey. Who's excited
about going to see
their first concert?
-KIDS: Me!
-REBECCA: Yeah?
Could we get Weird Al's
autograph after?
Yeah, maybe. I mean,
crazier things have happened.
(MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO)
- Bec, coming up on that bridge.
- (REBECCA GROANS)
The bridge Mom always
closes her eyes for?
-Yep.
-Mm. I hate this crumbling old thing.
All right, look here, come here.
Give me your hand. We'll just
do our thing, all right?
Just squeeze my hand,
keep your eyes closed.
-We'll be over it real soon, okay?
-Okay.
JACK:
Okay. Here we go.
Uh-oh.
"Uh-oh"? What does "uh-oh" mean?
- Why are we stopping?
- There's some construction up ahead.
They've got it narrowed down
-to just one lane right now.
-What?
-Babe.
-No, no, no, no, no.
Please don't tell me
that I'm gonna die on my way
to a "Weird Al" Yankovic
concert.
-I thought you said you like him.
-She does, Kev.
You know, Bec, this is probably gonna
take a minute. You may want to just
- open your eyes this time.
- No.
Babe, I can't. You know I can't.
I know it's totally irrational,
but...
-I can't open my eyes.
-Okay. All right.
KATE:
Is Mom okay?
-Yeah. Yeah, Mom is fine, Kate.
-(REBECCA GROANS)
You know what, how about we all
give Mom just a little bit
of quiet right now,
just a little bit of quiet.
Okay?
(EXHALES)
Do you know what fear of bridges
is called, Mom?
Hey, know what, that's-that's
the opposite of quiet, bud.
No, it's okay. It's okay.
What's it called, babe?
Go ahead, distract me.
Gephyrophobia.
-Gephyrophobia.
-I've memorized all the phobias.
-Huh.
-What? You have?
That is very impressive.
-Thank you.
-Um...
Okay, guys, who's next?
Tell me something else.
Um, you want to hear
my favorite "Weird Al" song?
-Yes, I do. Go for it.
-JACK: (LAUGHS) There we go.
♪ La-la-la-la-lasagna ♪
♪ You want some lasagna ♪
KIDS:
♪ Magnifico ♪
♪ Or maybe spaghetti ♪
-(LAUGHS): You're gonna sing too?
-♪ Your supper is ready ♪
♪ Now where you go? ♪
-♪ Mama mia bambino ♪
-Hey! Hey, we're moving.
REBECCA:
We're moving!
Keep singing! Keep singing!
♪ Mama mia bambino ♪
♪ La-lasagna ♪
-♪ La-lasagna ♪
-Almost there.
(KIDS CONTINUE SINGING)
-JACK: We're off the bridge.
-(SHRIEKS) It worked!
Did we really have to
rush out the door like that?
You know, I'm not even
done getting dressed.
REBECCA: Yes. We have to be to the
cemetery before the urn gets there.
Why do we have to get there
before the urn gets there?
Because we just do.
I forgot to put Louie
in his crate before we left.
He's gonna pee on the carpet.
Okay, then he pees
all over the carpet, Kate.
I don't want him anymore, anyway.
I'm gonna ask around and see
if anyone wants to take a dog.
Okay.
That's fine. Go ahead and ask around.
Damn it.
You have to make the fat part longer.
I can help you with it
if you want me to.
No, screw it. I'm not wearing a tie.
You're not gonna wear a
tie to Dad's funeral?
He wouldn't care.
JACK: Ah, looks like it started snowing.
Watch your step, babe. It's ahh...
It could be slippery.
Thank you.
(EXHALES, SHIVERS)
- (EXHALES)
- Yeah.
Hey.
The doctors, they're-they're
just being cautious.
In a few hours,
they'll call us with the results
of the MRI, and they're gonna
tell us that you are fine.
(SIGHS) Babe, I've just been
so dizzy all week.
- I've never felt like this before.
- I know. I know.
And it's probably
just an inner ear thing.
All right?
They just... they just got to be sure
that it's not something really serious.
- That's all.
- Yeah.
- Like a brain tumor.
- Right.
All right, let's just...
let's go back to the house
and wait for them to call.
I'm gonna go crazy
if we're waiting at the house.
Let's, um...
You know what,
they've got my pager number.
I want to take you someplace special.
(ENGINE STARTS)
So, here it is.
My favorite tree.
I had no idea you had a favorite tree.
I'm full of surprises.
(JACK SIGHS)
How are you right now? Dizzy?
No, I'm okay.
Sort of comes and goes.
Okay.
All right?
Sorry. I'm being such a baby
about all of this.
Hey, listen to me.
Rebecca, you are gonna live forever.
- (SCOFFS) Okay, Jack.
- No. Hey, Bec, listen.
You are.
Look, I know in my bones
today is not the day
the world gives us bad news.
Okay?
Today...
this beautiful, perfect day...
is the day that
my beautiful, perfect wife
finds out she's okay.
How are you always so sure
about these things?
How is the snow still gonna fall
if you're not around to see it?
Just wouldn't seem right.
(JACK BREATHES DEEPLY)
REBECCA: Why is this your favorite tree?
Because this is where
you find out you're okay.
(PAGER RINGING)
There's a phone. Let's go.
Okay.
Hi, this is Rebecca Pearson.
Um, somebody just paged my husband.
I think the results of my MRI are in.
(EXHALES)
That's great news.
So it is just the ear thing?
You're sure?
Wow. Thank you so much.
Yeah. Okay, thank you.
All right, bye-bye.
(EXHALES)
How did you choose that tree?
It was closest one to a pay phone.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Ohhh.
Hey, Bec.
I meant what I said before.
You're gonna live forever.
(SCOFFS) Okay, Jack.
- That means I'm gonna go first.
- Jack...
No, look, we don't
have to talk about it.
- We don't.
- Just...
don't put me in the ground.
Okay?
Let me be outside.
Okay.
Now can we just stop all that talk now?
(SIGHS)
Hi. We're here.
Sir.
Hi.
Sorry. Um...
I'm-I'm Rebecca Pearson.
- I'm Jack's wife.
- Oh.
- I'm sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.
Uh, the service doesn't start
for another hour.
No, I know, I know. I just wanted to...
I wanted to be here when he arrived.
Um, we'll go sit.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
PASTOR: Jack Pearson was a good man.
He was beloved by his community;
by his children, Kate, Kevin, Randall;
and his wife of 21 years, Rebecca.
When I had to speak at my mom's funeral,
I was really worried that
I, uh, might get choked up.
And Jack told me
that if I were to get emotional,
that I should just stop and...
take a sip of water.
But I'm not sure if there's
enough water in this world
to get me through today.
RANDALL: I hope that, uh, one day,
I can find a love like
my father had for my mother
and like she had for him.
Mom.
- Mom.
- Hmm?
Everybody's leaving for the reception.
- Are you ready to leave?
- Yeah.
Excuse me. Sir.
Uh, what happens now?
Oh, I was just gonna transport
it for you to the reception.
No, no, no, no. We'll take it.
- Are you sure? We usually...
- Yes, I'm sure.
- Thank you.
- Okay.
Guys, let's go.
Okay, Randall,
a good driver is flexible.
- Got to be spontaneous.
- Okay.
- Okay, foot on the brake.
- Mm-hmm.
There you go. And turn the car
on. Don't overcrank it though.
- (ENGINE STARTS)
- Go, go, go. There you go. Okay.
Now, gear into drive.
There you go. Foot off the brake.
Put a little pressure on the gas.
Off the brake. There you go.
Give it a little bit more.
There you go. Eyes on the road.
Dude, come on.
RANDALL: It's my first time
on the road. Please.
(ENGINE REVVING)
Happy now?
I mean, I'll probably be 40 by the
time we get around the block.
And still living in Mom
and Dad's basement.
- Hey, cool it, both of you.
- You know what, it's better than 40
- and never being touched by a woman.
- Go to hell, Kev.
- Hey, hey, watch! Look! Watch, watch!
- (TIRES SCREECH)
Brake, brake, brake!
Put it in park. Put it in park.
- You guys okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine. -Yeah.
- (JACK EXHALES)
- I'm s-sorry, I didn't...
I didn't see it.
Get out.
You're walking home.
- It's, like, five miles.
- Get out.
(DOOR CLOSES)
I'm sorry.
Look, we're sorry, okay?
It won't happen again.
I don't understand you two.
My brother and me...
inseparable when we were your age.
- What?
- RANDALL: Nothing.
You just never talk about him
or anything when you were a kid.
Yeah, well, what's there to talk
about? You know the big stuff.
Our dad was a drunk.
Our mom was depressed.
Nicky... Nicky was my best friend.
We went to war, and he died.
Not exactly fun to reminisce.
My brother and I, we had to
look out for each other.
No one, no one was gonna do it for us.
Okay?
But you two, you're lucky.
Nothing's forced you
to have each other's backs.
So, you're either gonna
decide to fix the stuff
that's broken between you
or you're not.
That's up to you.
And I hope you do,
because, your mom and I,
we're not gonna be around forever.
And when we're gone,
the two of you and your sister
are the only people on this planet
who are gonna be able to look back
and remember all the stuff
that's happened to you.
I know that may not seem
like a big deal now,
but trust me when I say it...
it is.
MAN: I really mean it.
The office just isn't gonna be
the same without your dad there.
RANDALL: Thank you so much.
My dad loved working with you.
Appreciate it. Thank you.
- Hey, hey.
- (RANDALL GRUNTS)
What the hell, man?
- Where'd you get Dad's watch?
- Mom brought it back
- from the hospital.
- (SCOFFS) So you just decided
- it's yours now?
- I asked her.
- She said it was fine.
- Of course she did.
Kevin.
SHELLY: Why don't you just
come over tonight?
Mom, did you say
Randall could have Dad's watch?
- Kevin...
- You did.
- Wow.
- What is the matter with you?
You know what, man,
I'm tired of the act.
I'm tired of watching you pretend to be
- the new man of the house.
- I'm not trying to be the new...
A real man would've stopped
Dad from going back in there.
I would've never let Dad go back in.
But you weren't there, Kev.
- You're never there for anyone.
- KATE: Stop it.
Seriously, what are you doing?
Look where we are.
KATE: I'll go to the car.
- I'm gonna go get some air.
- I'm sorry, Mom. I...
MAN (OVER RADIO):
Expect much more of the same
over the next couple of days.
Might want to do something with
those outdoor activities
that you've been saving up for.
Well, it looks like
another wet one, folks.
Get your umbrellas out
if you're going out.
Possible thundershowers
over the next hours.
Cloudy tomorrow with a 50% chance...
It's gonna be a cold one, folks...
Excuse me, miss?
Hey, Dad, I know this looks bad.
It's 10:00 a.m. on a Thursday.
Doesn't look good.
I know, but before
I tell you why I'm here,
I think you should know that I
had no exams today, and that...
Where you going, Kate?
Alanis Morissette is signing copies
of Jagged Little Pill
at Jerry's Records.
Okay, Dad, come on.
No one good ever comes to Pittsburgh.
And now, by some gift of God,
Alanis Morissette,
my favorite artist in the history
of the world is coming...
- Get in the car.
- Dad.
Get in the car, Kate.
Are you taking me back to school?
No. I'm taking you to Jerry's Records.
All right, so who's
this Atlantis character
whose music trumps a good education?
(MUTTERS) Dad, "Alanis," not "Atlantis."
(CHUCKLES): Oh, like
that's a more normal name.
- Mm.
- All right, let's hear it.
- Okay.
- (CASSETTE CLICKS)
- ♪ And it would knock me ♪
- (VOLUME INCREASES)
♪ To the floor if I
wasn't there already ♪
♪ If only I could hunt the hunter ♪
- ♪ And all I really want... ♪
- I don't get it.
- Yeah. See, I told you.
- Well, I mean,
this-this is, this is like
complaining with a guitar, Kate.
This isn't music.
(LAUGHS) Well, Dad,
this won five Grammys.
- No. Really?
- Yes. Yes.
She's only, like,
six years older than me.
- So crazy.
- No.
(TURNS MUSIC OFF)
That's taken years off of my life,
- so, want to...
- All right.
You want to hear...
you want to hear something?
This... really...
gets underneath your skin.
- ♪ Well, I sought gold ♪
- Huh?
- Ah, Bruce.
- Yeah.
You know, you are so predictable.
- Predictable?
- Yeah.
More like appreciating an American hero.
Oh, all right. Calm down.
(LAUGHS)
You know, actually,
your guy Bruce and Alanis
are not that different.
Oh, yeah. How is that?
I mean, musically,
they're nothing alike, but...
but they do both use songs
to tell their stories,
so, like, this intimacy comes through.
They make you feel like
they're your best friend,
but also you at the very same time.
♪ From a house on a hill... ♪
I'm sorry. Did my daughter get abducted
by a veteran Rolling Stone critic?
- Dad.
- (LAUGHS)
♪ I walk through these rooms,
but none of them are mine... ♪
I've been writing my own stuff.
- ♪ Down empty hallways... ♪
- Yeah?
Yeah. But honestly, it's just for fun.
I mean, come on. I'm no Alanis.
♪ Searching for my beautiful reward... ♪
JACK: Okay, Jerry's Records,
here we are.
- (GIGGLES)
- That'll be $18.50.
- Yeah.
- Hey, Kate.
Yeah.
I think you ought to give music
some serious thought,
you know, as a path.
Dad, I read that 0.2 percent of people
who start music careers
actually make it,
so that's basically nobody.
Okay, well, I read that 100%
of people that get caught up
in "how many people make it" statistics
- never actually make it.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- You read that?
- Sure did.
- Yeah.
Hey, look.
You may not be this Alanis...
- Morissette.
- ...Morissette character,
but you're Kate Pearson, okay?
Whatever Kate Pearson
has her heart set on,
she gets.
Okay? Don't ever forget it.
- Go. Go.
- Okay. (LAUGHS)
- Have fun.
- (SQUEALS)
- Thanks for the ride, Dad.
- Yeah, you got it.
Hey, Bruce album, by the way...
pretty good, actually.
Yeah? Hey, maybe I'll get us
tickets sometime!
♪ ♪
(WHISPERS): Hey, my Bug.
(SNIFFLES)
(SIGHS) How are you?
I don't understand how he died.
He went into cardiac arrest
because he inhaled too much smoke.
Because he went back inside, right?
- I don't know.
- You know.
- No, I don't know, Kate.
- You know.
But the rest of us
didn't inhale too much smoke
because we got out in time.
But Dad... he... he would have
got out in time, too,
but he went back inside, right?
- (QUIETLY): I don't know.
- You do know.
♪ ♪
Hello, Rebecca.
Hi.
We have to stop meeting under
such dramatic circumstances.
- (REBECCA CHUCKLES) Yes. Yes, we do.
- (LAUGHS)
Uh, this is Anne. This is my wife.
- Oh, hi.
- Hi.
We just wanted to come pay our respects.
I am so sorry for your loss.
Nathan's told me all about your husband.
How he used to come by
the hospital for advice
every so often those first few years
- when your kids were young.
- What?
I kept trying to tell him,
"I don't know how to raise 'em,
I just know how to deliver 'em,"
but he wouldn't stop coming.
He'd gotten it into his head I was wise.
I think it's your voice.
- Oh. Oh.
- It's very soothing.
- And your... lemon metaphors.
- (CHUCKLES)
- The mustache helps, too.
- (LAUGHS)
- Adds a certain gravitas.
- Mm, it does.
ANNE: Well,
- I'm gonna give you two a moment.
- Thank you, darlin'.
It was so good to meet you, Rebecca.
Nice to meet you. (SNIFFLES)
I hate this thing.
She's the one makes me use it.
Says it's 'cause she loves me.
- (SCOFFS)
- Hmm.
I like her. (SNIFFLING)
Yeah, yeah. Me, too.
Me, too.
Yup.
So, what are you doing out here?
(REBECCA SIGHS)
(QUIETLY): I wasn't there when he died.
I wasn't there.
I... have been following
his urn around all day
because I wasn't there,
and I want to make up for it.
Rebecca...
I can't do this without him.
(SNIFFLES) I just, I can't.
He knew how to do all of this.
He was... fearless.
I'm not fearless. I'm not.
(QUIETLY): Uh, yeah.
Rebecca, um...
I would never presume
to know more about your
husband than you, hmm?
But, um...
the man I knew, the one
that used to drop by my office
unannounced from time to time...
now he had, uh, he had
a whole lot of fears.
- He did?
- (LAUGHS): Oh.
A new father is
the most fearful creature alive,
and he was no exception. (CHUCKLES)
No.
Fears about his wife
and about his children.
About being able to keep them
happy and healthy... safe.
But he did a pretty good job taking
care of his family, now, didn't he?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- And so will you.
- Oh.
I can't, not without him.
- Now, hold on. Hold on, now.
- (SIGHS)
You are the same woman...
who lost a child
and rolled out of my hospital
with three babies just the same.
You're as tough as they come,
Rebecca Pearson.
- Not without him.
- Bullcrap.
- Not without him!
- Bullcrap.
- Rebecca?
- (SNIFFLES)
- Rebecca.
- I know.
I know. I know. (SNIFFLES)
Take the sourest lemons
and make something
resembling lemonade, right?
You didn't just make something
resembling lemonade, dear.
You made one of the sweetest
damn pitchers of lemonade
- I ever saw.
- (SOBS)
So don't you try and sell me
- on what you can't do,
- (SNIFFLES)
because I'm too old, I'm too smart,
and I'm not buying it.
Now, I would like
to punctuate my inspiring speech
by standing up, winking at you,
and then walking away.
But I'm old, and all that
would take at least six minutes.
(LAUGHS)
(SIGHING)
Can I just sit here with
you for a little bit?
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(SNIFFLES, SIGHS)
DR. K: Sitting is what
I'm best at these days.
Do you think we bought enough food?
Hey, it's the Super Bowl, Kev. You
know we don't skimp on that.
(KEVIN CHUCKLES)
Hey, dude, your cast
is really digging in my leg.
At least your leg's fully functional.
KATE: Kev, quit whining.
Your cast comes off in two days.
Oh, hey, nobody make any plans
for next Saturday.
- All right?
- Why?
- Because I have a surprise for us.
- Really?
- All of you.
- (CHUCKLING)
- Don't worry about it.
- Okay.
REBECCA: Hmm.
(JACK SIGHS)
JACK: Okay, everyone get a bag.
REBECCA: I'll get your crutches.
- KEVIN: Thanks.
- JACK: Kev, you are off duty
because of your injury.
Need a hand? Or a foot?
Give me those.
There you go. You got the bag?
Let's make some dinner, okay?
♪ ♪
Hey.
- Are you ready to go? Okay.
- Yeah.
Hey, Randall, we're leaving.
- Already?
- Yeah.
- Shouldn't we say bye?
- Now.
Hey, where is your sister?
- I think she's outside.
- Okay.
Then let's go.
♪ ♪
All right. Let's go.
(ENGINE STARTS)
♪ ♪
Do you guys remember the story
about the first time
your father brought me out here?
Yeah. When you had your cancer scare.
He said it was his favorite tree.
Even though he'd never been.
Okay.
Guess we had told you
that one before, huh?
Did you know that when your
father and I first got married,
I wasn't sure that I ever
wanted to have kids?
I mean...
I figured I would eventually, but...
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
He was the worst at movies.
Wasn't he?
He was just the worst.
I mean, as soon as the movie started,
he would just...
figure out who would end up
with who or who murdered who.
Somehow he was always, always right.
It's like he could see things
before they happened.
You know?
I mean, he could see you three...
before you happened.
Thank God he did.
♪ ♪
Hey.
You know neither of you
has to be the man
of the house now, right?
You're two 17-year-olds, okay?
Your only job from now on,
your only job is to...
go on dates
and hang out with your friends
and your sister, and...
I wouldn't protest if you wanted
to do a load of laundry
every now and then.
But that's it. Okay?
Mm-hmm. Okay.
And, Kate, sweetheart,
I know no matter what I say,
no matter what anybody else says,
you're gonna blame yourself
for your father going back
in the house to get Louie.
- Mom, please don't.
- No, no, no, no.
Listen to me.
Because it was not your fault.
Do you hear me?
He was a grown man, Kate,
who made a choice.
And if I have to spend
the rest of my life
making sure that you know that, I will.
Okay?
(SNIFFLES) Okay.
- Are you ready?
- (QUIET SOBBING)
Yeah? Yeah.
It's okay.
♪ ♪
(SOBS SOFTLY)
- Mom?
- What?
Mom, is it possible
that we don't do all of it?
Yes. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Sure, that's fine.
- Okay.
You guys... (SNIFFLES)
he got us tickets to go see
Bruce Springsteen tonight
at the Benedum Center.
I think we should go.
What do you think? Should we go?
Yeah.
Yeah, we should go.
- We should go.
- I think so, too.
All right, can you give me
just one moment here,
and I'll meet you guys back at the car?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
♪ ♪
We're gonna be okay, baby.
I promise you, we're gonna be okay.
JACK: Here's the thing, Mel.
I don't want to buy one of
those used cars out there.
- No?
- That Wagoneer...
that's my family's car.
I, you know... I can see it so clearly.
It's...
sturdy, tough.
Pearsons, we need tough.
Because I can tell you right now,
there's gonna be scrapes.
I did something bad parking.
And dings.
- (BALL THUMPS)
- Oops.
Stains.
- (RANDALL GASPS)
- It's okay.
- Oh, my God.
- Randall!
So many stains.
But that's okay.
Because every battle scar
is gonna be another memory.
♪ ♪
But eventually, that car out there,
that car is gonna tell my family's story
just by looking at it.
But here's the thing, Mel.
I can't afford that car.
I can't.
Which is why I need you to help me.
I mean, as parents...
we talk a lot about what we want
for our kids, right?
I mean, I know I think about it a lot.
What I want for mine.
And I can come up with a fancy word
that's gonna make me sound
a whole lot smarter
than I actually am, but...
the one word I keep coming back to is...
"okay."
I want my kids to be okay, Mel.
I want my family to be okay.
So, will you help me?
Will you help me take care of my family?
Because I see it, Mel.
I see it so clearly.
♪ ♪
I see my family okay in that car.
- Dad!
- I'm going downstairs for Kevin.
No, no, no, Jack. Kevin's not here.
He was with Sophie last night.
Take 'em.
- KATE: Louie, come out, boy!
- JACK: I think I can get to him.
REBECCA: He went back in for the dog.
You took in a tremendous
amount of smoke.
(CLEARING THROAT)
Must really love that dog.
Really love the girl that loves the dog.
DOCTOR: Your husband
went into cardiac arrest.
Mrs. Pearson, your husband has died.
KEVIN: I'm at Dad's tree.
Came down to talk with him.
You know, Mom, you were really
strong for us when it happened.
Can't even imagine what that
must've been like for you.
(TRAFFIC PASSING IN DISTANCE)
(HORN HONKS)
(SIGHS)
(PAPER SHUFFLING)
(HORN HONKS)
♪ ♪
JACK: Hey, guys?
- Slow down. Watch out. The...
- I want a pink car!
- Sorry. Sorry about that.
- No, we have to get a Porsche!
- It's got to be the same car as...
- Shh.
[ALL CHATTERING EXCITEDLY]
- Guys.
- Hey. Shh. Come here.
Can I remind you that we are
guests in this dealership?
Yes. So we're gonna use
our indoor voices.
Okay, look, go sit down over
there and enjoy the free A.C.
- Mom and Dad need to negotiate.
- (SIGHS)
- I should've gotten a sitter.
- No. No, not today.
Look, they are walking embodiments
of why we're so strapped for cash, Bec.
Do you mean to tell me
you're gonna use our children
to guilt them into
giving us a good deal?
Yeah. That's exactly what I'm gonna do.
- (LAUGHS)
- Mm-hmm.
You are so bad.
- Am I?
- (WHISPERS): You're so bad.
MEL: I love it!
You two are just the sort of
bright and shiny couple
I would love to put into this
bright and shiny Jeep Wagoneer.
- Hi. Mel Buchanan.
- JACK: Hey.
Jack Pearson. This is my wife Rebecca.
- Hi.
- Hi.
No, I think the, uh, Wagoneer's
a little too steep for us.
REBECCA: Mm-hmm.
Well, luckily for you,
I'm in a good mood. (LAUGHS)
In fact, I'm in a downright stupid mood.
- I'm gonna practically...
- Mel. I'm gonna stop you
right there. Do you see
those kids over there?
- JACK: They're ours.
- REBECCA: All of them.
- They're expensive. (CHUCKLES)
- All of them.
We don't really need
anything bright and shiny.
We just want something
reliable and affordable.
- Yeah.
- And safe.
Well, uh, we've got some
used cars, right this way.
- There we go.
- All right.
I mean, it's not flashy,
but, uh, it's got low mileage.
Big trunk. Um...
It's gonna have
a few good years left in her.
Everything is automatic on the inside...
(KIDS CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)
- Whoo!
- Oh, my gosh!
- REBECCA: I mean, I think it...
...it warrants a closer look.
What do you think, babe?
I think, Mel, you and I should
go into your office
and have a talk, see if we can't
figure something out.
But, Jack, we should at least
look at the car, though, first,
before you go in there and talk to him.
We haven't even looked at the car yet.
How's your leg feeling?
Good as new.
REBECCA: Guys.
Could you hurry up, please? Come on.
- The service doesn't start until 2:00.
- Yeah.
But I want to get there
now, so let's go.
♪ ♪
How'd it go?
- Pretty good.
- Yeah?
Yeah.
I got the Wagoneer.
What?
Jack. No, no, no.
- We can't afford that car.
- We can.
He gave us a pretty good deal.
It's just a little bit more
than what we wanted to spend,
but we're okay.
Well, what did you say to him?
Ah...
(BOTH LAUGH)
Tell the kids. I'm-I'm gonna
go finish up with him.
- Okay.
- All right.
Uh, you guys?
Your dad bought the Wagoneer.
- (KIDS CHEERING)
- (REBECCA LAUGHING)
♪ ♪
REBECCA: Hey. Who's excited
about going to see
their first concert?
-KIDS: Me!
-REBECCA: Yeah?
Could we get Weird Al's
autograph after?
Yeah, maybe. I mean,
crazier things have happened.
(MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO)
- Bec, coming up on that bridge.
- (REBECCA GROANS)
The bridge Mom always
closes her eyes for?
-Yep.
-Mm. I hate this crumbling old thing.
All right, look here, come here.
Give me your hand. We'll just
do our thing, all right?
Just squeeze my hand,
keep your eyes closed.
-We'll be over it real soon, okay?
-Okay.
JACK:
Okay. Here we go.
Uh-oh.
"Uh-oh"? What does "uh-oh" mean?
- Why are we stopping?
- There's some construction up ahead.
They've got it narrowed down
-to just one lane right now.
-What?
-Babe.
-No, no, no, no, no.
Please don't tell me
that I'm gonna die on my way
to a "Weird Al" Yankovic
concert.
-I thought you said you like him.
-She does, Kev.
You know, Bec, this is probably gonna
take a minute. You may want to just
- open your eyes this time.
- No.
Babe, I can't. You know I can't.
I know it's totally irrational,
but...
-I can't open my eyes.
-Okay. All right.
KATE:
Is Mom okay?
-Yeah. Yeah, Mom is fine, Kate.
-(REBECCA GROANS)
You know what, how about we all
give Mom just a little bit
of quiet right now,
just a little bit of quiet.
Okay?
(EXHALES)
Do you know what fear of bridges
is called, Mom?
Hey, know what, that's-that's
the opposite of quiet, bud.
No, it's okay. It's okay.
What's it called, babe?
Go ahead, distract me.
Gephyrophobia.
-Gephyrophobia.
-I've memorized all the phobias.
-Huh.
-What? You have?
That is very impressive.
-Thank you.
-Um...
Okay, guys, who's next?
Tell me something else.
Um, you want to hear
my favorite "Weird Al" song?
-Yes, I do. Go for it.
-JACK: (LAUGHS) There we go.
♪ La-la-la-la-lasagna ♪
♪ You want some lasagna ♪
KIDS:
♪ Magnifico ♪
♪ Or maybe spaghetti ♪
-(LAUGHS): You're gonna sing too?
-♪ Your supper is ready ♪
♪ Now where you go? ♪
-♪ Mama mia bambino ♪
-Hey! Hey, we're moving.
REBECCA:
We're moving!
Keep singing! Keep singing!
♪ Mama mia bambino ♪
♪ La-lasagna ♪
-♪ La-lasagna ♪
-Almost there.
(KIDS CONTINUE SINGING)
-JACK: We're off the bridge.
-(SHRIEKS) It worked!
Did we really have to
rush out the door like that?
You know, I'm not even
done getting dressed.
REBECCA: Yes. We have to be to the
cemetery before the urn gets there.
Why do we have to get there
before the urn gets there?
Because we just do.
I forgot to put Louie
in his crate before we left.
He's gonna pee on the carpet.
Okay, then he pees
all over the carpet, Kate.
I don't want him anymore, anyway.
I'm gonna ask around and see
if anyone wants to take a dog.
Okay.
That's fine. Go ahead and ask around.
Damn it.
You have to make the fat part longer.
I can help you with it
if you want me to.
No, screw it. I'm not wearing a tie.
You're not gonna wear a
tie to Dad's funeral?
He wouldn't care.
JACK: Ah, looks like it started snowing.
Watch your step, babe. It's ahh...
It could be slippery.
Thank you.
(EXHALES, SHIVERS)
- (EXHALES)
- Yeah.
Hey.
The doctors, they're-they're
just being cautious.
In a few hours,
they'll call us with the results
of the MRI, and they're gonna
tell us that you are fine.
(SIGHS) Babe, I've just been
so dizzy all week.
- I've never felt like this before.
- I know. I know.
And it's probably
just an inner ear thing.
All right?
They just... they just got to be sure
that it's not something really serious.
- That's all.
- Yeah.
- Like a brain tumor.
- Right.
All right, let's just...
let's go back to the house
and wait for them to call.
I'm gonna go crazy
if we're waiting at the house.
Let's, um...
You know what,
they've got my pager number.
I want to take you someplace special.
(ENGINE STARTS)
So, here it is.
My favorite tree.
I had no idea you had a favorite tree.
I'm full of surprises.
(JACK SIGHS)
How are you right now? Dizzy?
No, I'm okay.
Sort of comes and goes.
Okay.
All right?
Sorry. I'm being such a baby
about all of this.
Hey, listen to me.
Rebecca, you are gonna live forever.
- (SCOFFS) Okay, Jack.
- No. Hey, Bec, listen.
You are.
Look, I know in my bones
today is not the day
the world gives us bad news.
Okay?
Today...
this beautiful, perfect day...
is the day that
my beautiful, perfect wife
finds out she's okay.
How are you always so sure
about these things?
How is the snow still gonna fall
if you're not around to see it?
Just wouldn't seem right.
(JACK BREATHES DEEPLY)
REBECCA: Why is this your favorite tree?
Because this is where
you find out you're okay.
(PAGER RINGING)
There's a phone. Let's go.
Okay.
Hi, this is Rebecca Pearson.
Um, somebody just paged my husband.
I think the results of my MRI are in.
(EXHALES)
That's great news.
So it is just the ear thing?
You're sure?
Wow. Thank you so much.
Yeah. Okay, thank you.
All right, bye-bye.
(EXHALES)
How did you choose that tree?
It was closest one to a pay phone.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Ohhh.
Hey, Bec.
I meant what I said before.
You're gonna live forever.
(SCOFFS) Okay, Jack.
- That means I'm gonna go first.
- Jack...
No, look, we don't
have to talk about it.
- We don't.
- Just...
don't put me in the ground.
Okay?
Let me be outside.
Okay.
Now can we just stop all that talk now?
(SIGHS)
Hi. We're here.
Sir.
Hi.
Sorry. Um...
I'm-I'm Rebecca Pearson.
- I'm Jack's wife.
- Oh.
- I'm sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.
Uh, the service doesn't start
for another hour.
No, I know, I know. I just wanted to...
I wanted to be here when he arrived.
Um, we'll go sit.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
PASTOR: Jack Pearson was a good man.
He was beloved by his community;
by his children, Kate, Kevin, Randall;
and his wife of 21 years, Rebecca.
When I had to speak at my mom's funeral,
I was really worried that
I, uh, might get choked up.
And Jack told me
that if I were to get emotional,
that I should just stop and...
take a sip of water.
But I'm not sure if there's
enough water in this world
to get me through today.
RANDALL: I hope that, uh, one day,
I can find a love like
my father had for my mother
and like she had for him.
Mom.
- Mom.
- Hmm?
Everybody's leaving for the reception.
- Are you ready to leave?
- Yeah.
Excuse me. Sir.
Uh, what happens now?
Oh, I was just gonna transport
it for you to the reception.
No, no, no, no. We'll take it.
- Are you sure? We usually...
- Yes, I'm sure.
- Thank you.
- Okay.
Guys, let's go.
Okay, Randall,
a good driver is flexible.
- Got to be spontaneous.
- Okay.
- Okay, foot on the brake.
- Mm-hmm.
There you go. And turn the car
on. Don't overcrank it though.
- (ENGINE STARTS)
- Go, go, go. There you go. Okay.
Now, gear into drive.
There you go. Foot off the brake.
Put a little pressure on the gas.
Off the brake. There you go.
Give it a little bit more.
There you go. Eyes on the road.
Dude, come on.
RANDALL: It's my first time
on the road. Please.
(ENGINE REVVING)
Happy now?
I mean, I'll probably be 40 by the
time we get around the block.
And still living in Mom
and Dad's basement.
- Hey, cool it, both of you.
- You know what, it's better than 40
- and never being touched by a woman.
- Go to hell, Kev.
- Hey, hey, watch! Look! Watch, watch!
- (TIRES SCREECH)
Brake, brake, brake!
Put it in park. Put it in park.
- You guys okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine. -Yeah.
- (JACK EXHALES)
- I'm s-sorry, I didn't...
I didn't see it.
Get out.
You're walking home.
- It's, like, five miles.
- Get out.
(DOOR CLOSES)
I'm sorry.
Look, we're sorry, okay?
It won't happen again.
I don't understand you two.
My brother and me...
inseparable when we were your age.
- What?
- RANDALL: Nothing.
You just never talk about him
or anything when you were a kid.
Yeah, well, what's there to talk
about? You know the big stuff.
Our dad was a drunk.
Our mom was depressed.
Nicky... Nicky was my best friend.
We went to war, and he died.
Not exactly fun to reminisce.
My brother and I, we had to
look out for each other.
No one, no one was gonna do it for us.
Okay?
But you two, you're lucky.
Nothing's forced you
to have each other's backs.
So, you're either gonna
decide to fix the stuff
that's broken between you
or you're not.
That's up to you.
And I hope you do,
because, your mom and I,
we're not gonna be around forever.
And when we're gone,
the two of you and your sister
are the only people on this planet
who are gonna be able to look back
and remember all the stuff
that's happened to you.
I know that may not seem
like a big deal now,
but trust me when I say it...
it is.
MAN: I really mean it.
The office just isn't gonna be
the same without your dad there.
RANDALL: Thank you so much.
My dad loved working with you.
Appreciate it. Thank you.
- Hey, hey.
- (RANDALL GRUNTS)
What the hell, man?
- Where'd you get Dad's watch?
- Mom brought it back
- from the hospital.
- (SCOFFS) So you just decided
- it's yours now?
- I asked her.
- She said it was fine.
- Of course she did.
Kevin.
SHELLY: Why don't you just
come over tonight?
Mom, did you say
Randall could have Dad's watch?
- Kevin...
- You did.
- Wow.
- What is the matter with you?
You know what, man,
I'm tired of the act.
I'm tired of watching you pretend to be
- the new man of the house.
- I'm not trying to be the new...
A real man would've stopped
Dad from going back in there.
I would've never let Dad go back in.
But you weren't there, Kev.
- You're never there for anyone.
- KATE: Stop it.
Seriously, what are you doing?
Look where we are.
KATE: I'll go to the car.
- I'm gonna go get some air.
- I'm sorry, Mom. I...
MAN (OVER RADIO):
Expect much more of the same
over the next couple of days.
Might want to do something with
those outdoor activities
that you've been saving up for.
Well, it looks like
another wet one, folks.
Get your umbrellas out
if you're going out.
Possible thundershowers
over the next hours.
Cloudy tomorrow with a 50% chance...
It's gonna be a cold one, folks...
Excuse me, miss?
Hey, Dad, I know this looks bad.
It's 10:00 a.m. on a Thursday.
Doesn't look good.
I know, but before
I tell you why I'm here,
I think you should know that I
had no exams today, and that...
Where you going, Kate?
Alanis Morissette is signing copies
of Jagged Little Pill
at Jerry's Records.
Okay, Dad, come on.
No one good ever comes to Pittsburgh.
And now, by some gift of God,
Alanis Morissette,
my favorite artist in the history
of the world is coming...
- Get in the car.
- Dad.
Get in the car, Kate.
Are you taking me back to school?
No. I'm taking you to Jerry's Records.
All right, so who's
this Atlantis character
whose music trumps a good education?
(MUTTERS) Dad, "Alanis," not "Atlantis."
(CHUCKLES): Oh, like
that's a more normal name.
- Mm.
- All right, let's hear it.
- Okay.
- (CASSETTE CLICKS)
- ♪ And it would knock me ♪
- (VOLUME INCREASES)
♪ To the floor if I
wasn't there already ♪
♪ If only I could hunt the hunter ♪
- ♪ And all I really want... ♪
- I don't get it.
- Yeah. See, I told you.
- Well, I mean,
this-this is, this is like
complaining with a guitar, Kate.
This isn't music.
(LAUGHS) Well, Dad,
this won five Grammys.
- No. Really?
- Yes. Yes.
She's only, like,
six years older than me.
- So crazy.
- No.
(TURNS MUSIC OFF)
That's taken years off of my life,
- so, want to...
- All right.
You want to hear...
you want to hear something?
This... really...
gets underneath your skin.
- ♪ Well, I sought gold ♪
- Huh?
- Ah, Bruce.
- Yeah.
You know, you are so predictable.
- Predictable?
- Yeah.
More like appreciating an American hero.
Oh, all right. Calm down.
(LAUGHS)
You know, actually,
your guy Bruce and Alanis
are not that different.
Oh, yeah. How is that?
I mean, musically,
they're nothing alike, but...
but they do both use songs
to tell their stories,
so, like, this intimacy comes through.
They make you feel like
they're your best friend,
but also you at the very same time.
♪ From a house on a hill... ♪
I'm sorry. Did my daughter get abducted
by a veteran Rolling Stone critic?
- Dad.
- (LAUGHS)
♪ I walk through these rooms,
but none of them are mine... ♪
I've been writing my own stuff.
- ♪ Down empty hallways... ♪
- Yeah?
Yeah. But honestly, it's just for fun.
I mean, come on. I'm no Alanis.
♪ Searching for my beautiful reward... ♪
JACK: Okay, Jerry's Records,
here we are.
- (GIGGLES)
- That'll be $18.50.
- Yeah.
- Hey, Kate.
Yeah.
I think you ought to give music
some serious thought,
you know, as a path.
Dad, I read that 0.2 percent of people
who start music careers
actually make it,
so that's basically nobody.
Okay, well, I read that 100%
of people that get caught up
in "how many people make it" statistics
- never actually make it.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- You read that?
- Sure did.
- Yeah.
Hey, look.
You may not be this Alanis...
- Morissette.
- ...Morissette character,
but you're Kate Pearson, okay?
Whatever Kate Pearson
has her heart set on,
she gets.
Okay? Don't ever forget it.
- Go. Go.
- Okay. (LAUGHS)
- Have fun.
- (SQUEALS)
- Thanks for the ride, Dad.
- Yeah, you got it.
Hey, Bruce album, by the way...
pretty good, actually.
Yeah? Hey, maybe I'll get us
tickets sometime!
♪ ♪
(WHISPERS): Hey, my Bug.
(SNIFFLES)
(SIGHS) How are you?
I don't understand how he died.
He went into cardiac arrest
because he inhaled too much smoke.
Because he went back inside, right?
- I don't know.
- You know.
- No, I don't know, Kate.
- You know.
But the rest of us
didn't inhale too much smoke
because we got out in time.
But Dad... he... he would have
got out in time, too,
but he went back inside, right?
- (QUIETLY): I don't know.
- You do know.
♪ ♪
Hello, Rebecca.
Hi.
We have to stop meeting under
such dramatic circumstances.
- (REBECCA CHUCKLES) Yes. Yes, we do.
- (LAUGHS)
Uh, this is Anne. This is my wife.
- Oh, hi.
- Hi.
We just wanted to come pay our respects.
I am so sorry for your loss.
Nathan's told me all about your husband.
How he used to come by
the hospital for advice
every so often those first few years
- when your kids were young.
- What?
I kept trying to tell him,
"I don't know how to raise 'em,
I just know how to deliver 'em,"
but he wouldn't stop coming.
He'd gotten it into his head I was wise.
I think it's your voice.
- Oh. Oh.
- It's very soothing.
- And your... lemon metaphors.
- (CHUCKLES)
- The mustache helps, too.
- (LAUGHS)
- Adds a certain gravitas.
- Mm, it does.
ANNE: Well,
- I'm gonna give you two a moment.
- Thank you, darlin'.
It was so good to meet you, Rebecca.
Nice to meet you. (SNIFFLES)
I hate this thing.
She's the one makes me use it.
Says it's 'cause she loves me.
- (SCOFFS)
- Hmm.
I like her. (SNIFFLING)
Yeah, yeah. Me, too.
Me, too.
Yup.
So, what are you doing out here?
(REBECCA SIGHS)
(QUIETLY): I wasn't there when he died.
I wasn't there.
I... have been following
his urn around all day
because I wasn't there,
and I want to make up for it.
Rebecca...
I can't do this without him.
(SNIFFLES) I just, I can't.
He knew how to do all of this.
He was... fearless.
I'm not fearless. I'm not.
(QUIETLY): Uh, yeah.
Rebecca, um...
I would never presume
to know more about your
husband than you, hmm?
But, um...
the man I knew, the one
that used to drop by my office
unannounced from time to time...
now he had, uh, he had
a whole lot of fears.
- He did?
- (LAUGHS): Oh.
A new father is
the most fearful creature alive,
and he was no exception. (CHUCKLES)
No.
Fears about his wife
and about his children.
About being able to keep them
happy and healthy... safe.
But he did a pretty good job taking
care of his family, now, didn't he?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- And so will you.
- Oh.
I can't, not without him.
- Now, hold on. Hold on, now.
- (SIGHS)
You are the same woman...
who lost a child
and rolled out of my hospital
with three babies just the same.
You're as tough as they come,
Rebecca Pearson.
- Not without him.
- Bullcrap.
- Not without him!
- Bullcrap.
- Rebecca?
- (SNIFFLES)
- Rebecca.
- I know.
I know. I know. (SNIFFLES)
Take the sourest lemons
and make something
resembling lemonade, right?
You didn't just make something
resembling lemonade, dear.
You made one of the sweetest
damn pitchers of lemonade
- I ever saw.
- (SOBS)
So don't you try and sell me
- on what you can't do,
- (SNIFFLES)
because I'm too old, I'm too smart,
and I'm not buying it.
Now, I would like
to punctuate my inspiring speech
by standing up, winking at you,
and then walking away.
But I'm old, and all that
would take at least six minutes.
(LAUGHS)
(SIGHING)
Can I just sit here with
you for a little bit?
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(SNIFFLES, SIGHS)
DR. K: Sitting is what
I'm best at these days.
Do you think we bought enough food?
Hey, it's the Super Bowl, Kev. You
know we don't skimp on that.
(KEVIN CHUCKLES)
Hey, dude, your cast
is really digging in my leg.
At least your leg's fully functional.
KATE: Kev, quit whining.
Your cast comes off in two days.
Oh, hey, nobody make any plans
for next Saturday.
- All right?
- Why?
- Because I have a surprise for us.
- Really?
- All of you.
- (CHUCKLING)
- Don't worry about it.
- Okay.
REBECCA: Hmm.
(JACK SIGHS)
JACK: Okay, everyone get a bag.
REBECCA: I'll get your crutches.
- KEVIN: Thanks.
- JACK: Kev, you are off duty
because of your injury.
Need a hand? Or a foot?
Give me those.
There you go. You got the bag?
Let's make some dinner, okay?
♪ ♪
Hey.
- Are you ready to go? Okay.
- Yeah.
Hey, Randall, we're leaving.
- Already?
- Yeah.
- Shouldn't we say bye?
- Now.
Hey, where is your sister?
- I think she's outside.
- Okay.
Then let's go.
♪ ♪
All right. Let's go.
(ENGINE STARTS)
♪ ♪
Do you guys remember the story
about the first time
your father brought me out here?
Yeah. When you had your cancer scare.
He said it was his favorite tree.
Even though he'd never been.
Okay.
Guess we had told you
that one before, huh?
Did you know that when your
father and I first got married,
I wasn't sure that I ever
wanted to have kids?
I mean...
I figured I would eventually, but...
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
He was the worst at movies.
Wasn't he?
He was just the worst.
I mean, as soon as the movie started,
he would just...
figure out who would end up
with who or who murdered who.
Somehow he was always, always right.
It's like he could see things
before they happened.
You know?
I mean, he could see you three...
before you happened.
Thank God he did.
♪ ♪
Hey.
You know neither of you
has to be the man
of the house now, right?
You're two 17-year-olds, okay?
Your only job from now on,
your only job is to...
go on dates
and hang out with your friends
and your sister, and...
I wouldn't protest if you wanted
to do a load of laundry
every now and then.
But that's it. Okay?
Mm-hmm. Okay.
And, Kate, sweetheart,
I know no matter what I say,
no matter what anybody else says,
you're gonna blame yourself
for your father going back
in the house to get Louie.
- Mom, please don't.
- No, no, no, no.
Listen to me.
Because it was not your fault.
Do you hear me?
He was a grown man, Kate,
who made a choice.
And if I have to spend
the rest of my life
making sure that you know that, I will.
Okay?
(SNIFFLES) Okay.
- Are you ready?
- (QUIET SOBBING)
Yeah? Yeah.
It's okay.
♪ ♪
(SOBS SOFTLY)
- Mom?
- What?
Mom, is it possible
that we don't do all of it?
Yes. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Sure, that's fine.
- Okay.
You guys... (SNIFFLES)
he got us tickets to go see
Bruce Springsteen tonight
at the Benedum Center.
I think we should go.
What do you think? Should we go?
Yeah.
Yeah, we should go.
- We should go.
- I think so, too.
All right, can you give me
just one moment here,
and I'll meet you guys back at the car?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
♪ ♪
We're gonna be okay, baby.
I promise you, we're gonna be okay.
JACK: Here's the thing, Mel.
I don't want to buy one of
those used cars out there.
- No?
- That Wagoneer...
that's my family's car.
I, you know... I can see it so clearly.
It's...
sturdy, tough.
Pearsons, we need tough.
Because I can tell you right now,
there's gonna be scrapes.
I did something bad parking.
And dings.
- (BALL THUMPS)
- Oops.
Stains.
- (RANDALL GASPS)
- It's okay.
- Oh, my God.
- Randall!
So many stains.
But that's okay.
Because every battle scar
is gonna be another memory.
♪ ♪
But eventually, that car out there,
that car is gonna tell my family's story
just by looking at it.
But here's the thing, Mel.
I can't afford that car.
I can't.
Which is why I need you to help me.
I mean, as parents...
we talk a lot about what we want
for our kids, right?
I mean, I know I think about it a lot.
What I want for mine.
And I can come up with a fancy word
that's gonna make me sound
a whole lot smarter
than I actually am, but...
the one word I keep coming back to is...
"okay."
I want my kids to be okay, Mel.
I want my family to be okay.
So, will you help me?
Will you help me take care of my family?
Because I see it, Mel.
I see it so clearly.
♪ ♪
I see my family okay in that car.