Oh, my God. Did you guys used to date?
No, we were good friends.
That must've been 20 years ago?
19, to be exact.
And I really like the hypocrites idea.
Not saying what you really mean.
Do you feel like you're doing that in your life?
♪ Will we survive North Carolina? ♪
Maybe it's time to close up shop and move on.
- Wait, what? - Yeah, it's time.
For a whole lot of reasons.
I found this band online. The Runarounds.
Stupid name.
Galaxy Records is interested in you guys.
Galaxy pays out insane advances.
I'm gonna save this house.
They have a show on Saturday. I will be there.
♪ Will we stay together now? ♪
♪ Are we ever getting out? ♪
♪ Well, I'm really glad that I got nothing ♪
♪ That's what the government ain't done for me ♪
♪ I got no car, I got no bike, but I got no misery ♪
♪ They're so scared someone's gonna rob 'em ♪
♪ while they're out making more, more, more, more ♪
♪ Lock it up, cover it up, we don't want a scandal...
So help me understand this.
I come back from being on the road for six weeks,
and the first thing I got to do is I got to bail your ass out of jail.
All 'cause you want to play with some local-ass band,
when Danny Mace put some real money on the table for you.
- That sound right? - I-I guess so.
So what the fuck are you doing?
You know how many chances like that you get in this lifetime?
I don't know, Pop. H-How many did you get?
Who the fuck you think you talking to right now?
We just played a show for a thousand people.
A thousand heads. Record executives there.
- Does that mean anything to you? - Don't mean shit to me.
You know how many shows I played for executives
- that ain't never turned into nothing? - So, what,
so, what, you don't believe in this band?
- These are my brothers! - Listen to me.
- These are my brothers! - I don't give a fuck about that, Bez!
- Enough, guys. - No, listen. He needs to hear this.
I got 30 years in this industry, son.
That's enough, guys.
- And you're gonna turn your back on me? - Stop yelling at me!
That's enough.
You gonna keep babying this boy like this?
Fine, you're gonna keep babying him. That's what you want to do? Go ahead.
Why do I worry about impressing that asshole? Huh?
- Sebastian. - I don't care what he thinks, Mom.
Sebastian, he just wants what's best for you.
- What he thinks is best. - No! No!
You have always made excuses for him.
He sees your potential.
♪ Feeling kinda sad...
He's been in this business a long time, Sebastian.
♪ You should all join me ♪
♪ Until we see the light ♪
- Are you okay? - Hey.
Yeah, I'm fine. Come here.
Oh! Here we go.
You smell like the bathroom at school.
- Is that really what jail smells like? - Yeah, it wasn't that great.
You got home just in time to help us finish packing.
We've got three days to be out of the house.
I'm sorry, Mom.
- I'll help out in any way I can. - Let's go.
Door...
He knows he messed up.
He's been lying to us all summer.
He let us believe he was going to college.
And now we're bailing him out of jail?
Sorry if I'm not ready to forgive just yet.
I hope my mom's not home.
I'm just trying to grab my clothes and get out of here.
I get it, kid.
Thanks for bailing me out, man.
You know, you've actually been a great employee.
You want me to wait?
Eh, it's all right, I got my bike right here, so...
But I'll, I'll swing by to help you pack up, if you want.
There ain't much left, kid, but I'd be glad for your company.
All right.
- Later. - See you.
♪ Shake that dust off your boots ♪
♪ and tip your hat to the wind ♪
♪ You got a crowd lookin' down ♪
♪ rootin' for the good luck kid ♪
Whoa.
Where's all my shit? What the fu--
Mom?
Lady living here just moved out.
Was there a note or any--
Wh-Where'd she... where'd she go?
♪ Wherever you came to me...
Landlord just told me to clean the place out.
I got his number if you want it.
No, that's all right. Thank you.
♪ Home like the sunrise ♪
♪ The home that you burned right, right down to the ground ♪
♪ Oh, lovers stay away ♪
♪ I don't live here anymore ♪
♪ I want out, I want out ♪
♪ Oh, lovers walk away ♪
♪ Don't go knocking at my door ♪
♪ Let me out ♪
♪ Let me out, let me out ♪
This isn't a "Look, Dad" thing.
You know, this is the second time you've been locked up this summer.
Yeah, but this time just for playing music.
Yeah, well, both times with your head up your ass--
You got to go to the doctor, Dad.
Yeah, I already did.
Just waiting for the results.
It's all good.
Hey, we could use some help packing up the house, remember?
Dad, about college, I'm really sorry.
I promise I'll pay the deposit back.
Your mom talked to the school. They're gonna send back the money.
It's probably not enough to save the house, right?
Charlie, it's not enough to paint the house.
Look, this band is gonna get signed.
I know you think I sound naive, but it's gonna happen.
We just had the best fucking show of our lives...
You need to stop saying that.
...and it was insane, and Galaxy was there
- to support us-- - No more magical thinking.
And they say that we have a real fighting chance--
Charlie, can you join me in reality, please?
- There's no reality. The reality is... - We had the summer.
- ...that this could happen. - It didn't work out.
- Why do you have no faith in me? - We're packing!
It's over.
Get down there and help.
♪ Waiting around for something to change my mood ♪
♪ 'Cause I know that what's in these plastic cups ♪
♪ isn't going to ♪
♪ Kids on the lawn stuck in pairs of two ♪
♪ Your lunch is on its way back up ♪
♪ But you're still in the pool... ♪
Charlie, grab that stuff and head up.
♪ Wait inside ♪
♪ I'll be fine ♪
♪ Wait inside ♪
♪ Change your mind ♪
♪ Oh, honey, change your mind ♪
There's "quixotic."
That word, quixotic, it's from this book, Don Quixote.
Cool.
It's, like, when your head is, like, making stuff up in the clouds.
- Sure. - They'll all get filled.
Uh, I don't--
Tatum, go upstairs.
But I'm almost done with the books.
What's going on?
Birth certificate.
Uh, honey, go upstairs, please.
- Why? - Now.
Charlie, it's not-- It's not--
- Does this mean he's not my dad? - No,
- that's-that's not what that means. - Charlie,
I am so sorry that you saw that.
Yeah, well, you probably shouldn't have sent me to pack up the family papers.
You shouldn't have done that, Finn.
- Son, let's talk. - Yeah.
Let's-let's talk about this.
Let's talk about how you've been lying to me my whole life.
Charlie, we were trying to protect you.
Who's my dad, Mom?
I am.
No. No. Who's the guy who got Mom fucking pregnant with me?
This is not the time to be having this conversation.
No, the time was 18 fucking years ago!
- Do not yell at your mom. - Is it Catesby?
Charlie, he was a high school boyfriend,
and he was a selfish one at that and he was in no position to provide for you,
or for us.
Does he know?
Not until a week ago.
So you've all been lying to me.
Charlie...
And you guys were just lecturing me about lying,
- and here you are, lying to me. - Charlie...
I-I'm leaving.
- Charlie, do not leave. Charlie! - Son, come back.
We have to talk about this, Charlie.
Oh, my God, Finn.
It's okay.
- It's not. - It's gonna be okay.
He is now an hour late,
and he knows punctuality is my love language.
Well, he was in jail last night. He's probably just scattered.
Yeah, but after he got out,
he said, "Don't worry, I'm still driving you to Chapel Hill."
That was three hours ago and now he's not responding to any of my texts.
God, that is such a man thing to do.
He only thinks about his band.
Oh, my God.
I don't know.
Something feels off. Should I be worried about him?
Soph, I'll take you to Chapel Hill.
And who's gonna help me carry all this stuff?
Stop thinking about Charlie. He'll be fine.
I got you.
Phoebe. Hey.
Hey.
Saw you on TV, in handcuffs.
That was, like, some bona fide rock star shit.
Wish you'd tell my dad that.
I already talked to him. That's who picked up the phone.
Why are you here?
I didn't really like how things ended between us.
Yeah. Wasn't a lot to like.
Peace offering, then?
What do you think if the Runarounds were to open up for Kitty Hawk
down at the Kill Devil Ballroom?
- The Kill Devil? - Best club
between the 40 Watt and the 9:30.
Best on the East Coast, really.
The band would lose their shit.
Listen, I know you think that I was just, like,
fucking with your head before.
But I really do believe in your talent.
I'll talk to the band.
Show's tomorrow night, so I'm just gonna assume you all are in.
♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪
My roommate reached out to me.
She seemed nice, you know?
- "Nice." - She sent me a handwritten letter.
- Which was sweet. - Charlie?
♪ Dum de dum ♪
♪ D-D-Dum de dum...
God, wasn't he supposed to drive you to college?
- Yeah, he was. - He is so self-centered all of the time.
- Charlie! - S-Sophia...
- We're going. - What the hell?
- And he's running in khakis. - Can you-- can you follow him?
- No, I'm not following him. - Please? I have a lot
- of questions to ask, remember? - I'm not following him, no.
He's too self-involved. I'm taking you to college, me.
- No. Can we just please, please? - No, he's done.
We have, like, two hours left.
Charlie Cooper's in his own world. I told you.
Jesus Christ, you just come from Jazzercise?
Just shut up, okay?
Okay.
Did you know about me?
Truth is, I figured out about a week ago,
- Charlie. - Don't you fucking lie to me.
Charlie, your mother never told me about you.
I don't believe you.
You think I would've walked out on ya if I'd known?
Yeah, you seem like the fucking type.
Okay, you're gonna regret everything you're saying, all right?
- Every single word. - Uh-huh. Yeah.
Well, you're the expert on regret, aren't you, huh?
Okay, good, good. Take your shots, go ahead.
Yeah, I'll take my fucking shots!
Goddamn it!
I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
I'm not sure I'm the right one to ask.
I'm pretty raw about it, myself.
I do know one thing, Charlie.
Hey. Your mother loves you, all right?
Whether she was right or she was wrong.
She did what she did to try to protect you.
She did it out of love.
I'm sorry, but love is the only thing that matters in this world, all right?
Oh, fuck.
What?
- Fuck. - You okay?
No, no, no. I was supposed to drive Sophia to Chapel Hill.
And I forgot.
I'm sorry.
- Hey, it's Sophia. - Sophia?
- Leave a message. - Uh--
Look, I'm sorry. I know I'm an idiot.
Please call me back when you can, and I'll explain everything, okay?
Please.
♪ I think you've shot a bad one...
Okay, whatever, I'm not shitting you guys, it's real.
Phoebe got us a gig at the fucking Kill Devil, bro.
- Yeah. - Kill Devil? This is fucking huge.
I've been waiting to play the Kill Devil since I was a kid, bro.
It fucking rocks.
Dude, so this is real? Like, Phoebe Rhodes herself told you this?
Yes.
Bender's gonna love that.
Do you think it'll make her mad?
Guys, the Kill Devil is a rite of passage.
Exactly.
Every band that mattered, they've been through there.
I think my parents used to go there a lot.
- Huh? - Charlie, you good, man?
Not really, no.
Why is he in his feelings right now?
- I don't know, man. - You want to talk about it?
I don't know how to.
Is it Sophia?
Guys. Guys, come on.
Well, just start, man. What's up?
Uh...
I just found out that my dad is not my dad.
You found out what?
- Like, figuratively? - What are you talking about?
Yeah, what does that mean?
My parents have been lying to me my entire life.
My dad's not my dad, it's Catesby.
- Jesus, don't fuck with us like that. - Catesby Shaw?
Dead fucking serious, Wyatt.
Catesby was my mom's high school boyfriend.
He got her pregnant. He's my biological dad.
- Oh. Damn. - Holy shit.
Sorry, dude.
Wait, so, d-does he know?
I don't know, he said he didn't, but... it's just all weird.
I'm so sorry, man.
Is that why you didn't show up to take Sophia to Chapel Hill?
- She pissed? - I mean,
she won't be after you tell her what happened.
Okay, wait, wait, wait, wait. So, is your mom your real mom?
- Yes, my mom is my real mom. - Are you sure?
- I'm sure. - Well, you got that going for you.
Pete, you know what? Shh, shh, shh.
Charlie, you know, I hate to bring this back to business,
but it really feels like you're dealing with some heavy shit right now.
- Should we call the show? - Yeah, man.
I mean...
maybe it's not the best idea to play this gig, if you're...
like this.
I don't know.
You know what's the one thing that would make this day worse?
What?
Not playing this show.
All right. Do you want me to call Izzy?
She told me to call her next time we book a gig.
- Yeah. - Yeah, call her.
- 'Kay. - Call her up.
Amanda, talk to me, girl.
Izzy, big news.
You know, Mandy's not my real mom.
I think, um... I think I did know that.
- Okay, so what's up? Is she coming? - Yeah, well,
not only is she coming, she's also bringing Lawrence and Jeremy.
Are those her friends?
No, those are not her fucking friends, Neil.
- What? - Okay?
Those are her bosses.
Lawrence McGill? The CEO of Galaxy? Okay?
And Jeremy is the head of A&R.
- Amanda! - Amanda, let's go!
We're good.
- Am I good or am I good? - You're good.
- You are the best! - Come on!
Come on!
Guys, guys. Cut it out. Stop.
What?
Do you guys understand how real this is?
Yes, we get it, dude.
No, dude, I don't think you do get it.
This is, like, the first thing that has happened to us
that might not happen twice.
If we blow this, we might not get a second chance.
We need to work, not fucking celebrate.
He's right.
My legs are already hurting. We haven't even gone up the stairs.
- I'll buy you lunch after. Deal? - God! No!
♪ Don't look good...
- Left. - Okay.
- Yeah. - Left it is.
All right. I have a good feeling about this.
Found it.
Yay. 203.
Hi. I think I'm your roomie.
Oh, hello. I'm Rachel, you must be Sophia.
Yes. Oh, my gosh, it's so nice to meet you.
Oh. I like it. Big hug.
Mmm.
Oh. Okay, we're still going.
Um, this is my friend--
This-this is my friend Bender.
She's helping me move in.
- Hey. - Did you know
that Saint Augustine's mother's name was Sophia?
Yeah. Yeah, I know, I think I read that somewhere.
You two are gonna get along great.
Um, where's all your stuff?
Oh, I didn't really bring anything.
I was actually gonna see if maybe I could borrow some sheets from you.
Yeah, sure.
Um, I do think I brought two sets, so, sure.
Oh, that is amazing. What a blessing.
- Here, you can have-- - These ones right here?
Oh-- Oh, wait, those are the ones I was gonna use on--
- No, that-- - I might borrow some of those towels, too.
That's totally fine, yeah, um...
Not to pry, or, you know,
get into your personal business or anything,
and absolutely zero judgment of course,
but, um, but you didn't bring any sheets to college?
Well, I-I didn't really bring anything.
Just some books. My stuffies.
Fluffy, Cupcake, Pinkie and Millard Fillmore.
Millard Fillmore?
- What's up with that? - He was the 13th president
of the United States.
- No, no, I mean your stuff. - Oh.
My parents, they don't know I'm here. They wouldn't approve.
They wouldn't approve of you going to college?
Not this college. It's too...
worldly, for them.
But this summer I got emancipated from them.
Wow.
Emancipated.
Well, then, all my stuff is your stuff.
- Do you like musical theater? - Yeah. Honestly, I don't--
♪ There's one more angel in heaven ♪
♪ There's one more star in the sky ♪
- ♪ Joseph will never forget you ♪ - Yay.
♪ It's tough but we're gonna get by ♪
- ♪ There's... - Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you so much for sharing.
Is that your major? Musical theater?
Oh, no, I'm gonna major in physics.
Oh. Wow.
- Will you come look at this with me? - Yes, I will.
We're just-- we're just gonna be out here.
- Yes. - So nice to meet you, Rachel. I'm--
I'm so excited to, um... Bye.
- Holy shit. Holy shit. - Oh, my God.
Dude, what was that? I'm in love.
- You can't leave me. - I'm not.
- You have to live here now. - I'm staying!
- Forget photography, forget the band. - Okay, okay.
- Oh, God. - Holy shit.
And Amanda just texted me that Charlie's gonna be playing
in Chapel Hill tomorrow night.
- Wait, Charlie's gonna be here? - Mm-hmm.
You can't escape him.
Who's Charlie?
Sorry, Doc, once you said it wasn't cancer,
I kind of stopped listening.
"Painter's lung"?
Yeah, okay, so that's as bad as cancer?
All right, basically, you're telling me I'm allergic to paint.
So, how the hell am I supposed to run my painting business?
Yeah, no, I understand, I understand.
I'll-I'll wait to hear from the office.
Yeah, you bet.
Dad.
Dad, you okay?
That cough sounds bad.
No, I-I'm fine.
- Look, I got some news. - Hold on.
Before you tell me, you won't believe this.
The Runarounds got a gig at the Kill Devil.
- Are you serious? - Yeah.
Not fucking with you. Tomorrow night.
Well, goddamn.
That's awesome.
- That's awesome. - Just like you, back in the day, man.
So what was your news?
Oh, um, it's not news.
We just got a job, you know?
Touching up paint at those Airbnbs in Carolina Place.
Yeah. Whatever.
Could use the money.
Spoken like a true Crosby.
♪ To fly ♪
Okay.
Hey, yo.
Gentlemen.
- ♪ For the downtown lights-- ♪ - Come on out.
Ah, shit. Fuck. Hold on, sorry.
Come out here, come on.
- What are you talking about? - Come on.
- No way, dude. - No way.
Shut up.
- What? - No, no, no.
Dude, this is sick!
Is that the horse trailer we stole from Spider?
Dude, I stenciled it myself.
- You did this? - It looks like this, like,
Hot Wheels car I used to have.
Dude, that's what I based it off of.
- The black one? - The little black one.
- With red wheels? Fuck yeah! - Yes.
- This is sick. - I got to tell you, man,
this is, this is really special.
Hey, yo, hang on, I got one more surprise for you.
- Uh-oh. - Another surprise?
Oh, shit.
♪ Never do...
Merch.
- No way. - Hell yeah.
This is the shit my grandpa wears when he goes power walking.
Sweat bands. Okay, no other band is wearing these things, okay?
Got that right.
- The Runarounds don't follow the crowd. - Nor will the crowd follow us.
Y'all say, "Runarounds, futhermucker."
Runarounds, furthermucker!
♪ Once or twice before...
I hope they have an in-flight meal. I am famished.
- Thank you. - Hey. Lawrence.
Hey, I found this hotel, Hotel Bay, it's a decent one.
Free breakfast. Tea.
I'm on the late flight back tonight. I'm not staying in North Carolina.
You're not staying in North Carolina?
So your lads, they've got one hour to convince me.
- Think Sophia will be there? - I don't know.
I hope so.
So have y'all ever heard of the expression,
uh, "own your ambition"?
I have, but I've never really known what it meant, you know?
Yeah, me neither.
But I sort of feel like I know nowadays.
Means not apologizing for wanting to be a fucking rock star.
- Exactly. Exactly. - Fucking rock star.
Fucking rock god.
♪ Broom-shaped pleasure ♪
♪ Deep greedy and googling every corner...
It means not lying about how bad you want it.
Exactly.
Like, owning up to that.
♪ La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
It's so scary
because, I mean, if you cop to wanting it and then you fail...
Well, then everybody knows, you know?
There's-there's no covering your ass.
♪ And wrap them around the necks ♪
♪ Of all the feckless men that queue to be the next...
You know, they have this photo wall.
Every band that's played there.
What are you boys gonna do if this doesn't work out?
I have no idea what I'll do.
Me? I'll probably be painting houses.
Just like my old man.
Princeton rescinded my offer after we got busted,
but I don't want to go, anyway.
Not after everything we've been through.
You know...
even with all the craziness in my life right now,
I still want this. Always have.
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Blended by the lights. ♪
We got to make them believe
that we deserve to be there.
So let's own it. All right, let's own our ambition.
I know that new, uh, band from Wilmington is opening.
Uh, folks are talking about 'em.
The-- What, the Castaways? The Roustabouts?
- The, uh, Reach-Arounds? - Oh. Runarounds.
Runarounds.
They're nothing to write home about, dude.
Ah.
Phoebe's got a boy crush on one of the lead singers, so here we are.
- You know. Yeah. - Shocker.
- Hope she doesn't break the band up. - Fucking babysitting out here.
Let's go, guys.
Whoo!
Guys, if an older couple show up asking about me,
those are my parents. Tell them you've never heard of me.
Rachel, you are one of the most interesting people
I've ever met.
- Sophia? - Mm-hmm.
About Charlie, I just want to make sure I understand something.
This boy has declared his love for you
over and over for, like, a decade.
But you're wary of him because you think he's...
a player and other girls like him.
"Oh, Charlie, oh."
And you're not willing to risk a relationship where you might get hurt
because your heart
is so beaten up by your mother's death.
So you end up with boys that are safe, but those boys don't speak to your heart.
Therefore you must either accept
being unhappy or risk getting hurt.
How did you do that?
I mean,
you said you never even, like, had a boyfriend before.
I haven't.
But I'm great at physics,
and that explains most stuff.
So... what do you think she should do, Rach?
Should she go to Charlie's show or not?
Well, let me ask you this--
why would you not go?
Because she's afraid of her feelings.
Exactly. Is that it?
I don't know.
Maybe.
Cool if I go?
Why don't we all go?
I'm hitting people. I can't do that.
- Ah! Actually-- - Oh!
- Oh, shit. Danny. - Why can't you guys take a fucking hint?
The fuck are you talking about?
You're never gonna poach Kitty Hawk, dude.
We're not here for Kitty Hawk.
What? You're here for the opening act?
Oh, really?
Well, prepare for a treat.
Last time I saw the Runarounds, they were playing a wedding,
and the bassist had an onstage pill freak-out, so...
I hear they're pretty good, so...
I don't give a shit. Hear what you want.
Just keep your motherfucking hands off my motherfucking bands.
- Okay. - Fucking dick.
Love you!
Geez. She's the most successful and evil woman in the industry.
She signed, like, half of my favorite bands, you know that?
Yeah, well, she's past her prime.
- Did you see her face? - Amanda! Hey!
- Oh. Yep. - You made it.
Good to see you!
- You, too. - How are you?
- I'm good. Yeah. - How's the band? Are they ready?
Absolutely. Yes.
That guy Tony said it was a sold-out show.
- And not because of Kitty Hawk. - That line was huge, man.
- Did you guys see Danny Mace at the bar? - Whatever, man.
We're about to blow her mind.
Damn straight.
You guys! Hey.
- Look who I found. - Oh, Izzy.
Hi!
Hey, guys!
Hey, Runarounds. How we feeling?
- I feel great and nervous. - Good? Great? Yeah?
Not bad? A little nervous? 'Kay.
Um, before you go up, I have a little piece of advice.
Okay? Lawrence has this thing.
He hates when bands do a lot of talking.
You mean, like, between songs?
Between, before, after. Just not a lot of talking. Stick to the songs.
- What if I have to vomit onstage? - You know what, I feel the same.
We'll vomit together.
- Why are you nervous? - I convinced my bosses
to come see you guys play.
So, you know, if you shit the bed or something, then I'm kind of fucked.
But that's not gonna happen.
- Right? No shitting in beds. - No.
We got this.
- No beds will be shat in. - Whoo! Awesome.
Perfectly clean sheets. Okay, I need you to come schmooze with me.
- Okay. - Okay, good luck, guys. Bye!
Actually, uh, I can schmooze, too. I'm a good schmoozer, so...
Um, actually, I think you should probably stay back,
'cause the band might need you.
- Right? Right. - Of course. Manager stuff, right?
- Yeah, manager stuff. - I'll see you later.
Bye.
♪ We weaved ♪
♪ Twisted between the sheets...
Hey, Lawrence.
Hey, I think most of the crowd is here to see the Runarounds.
- Better be good. - I hope it's good. Yeah.
Rap on you guys is you're ultra-talented
but you like to step on your dicks.
- Is that gonna happen tonight? - No, sir.
- Our-our dicks are tucked. - Yeah, we're tucked up.
Good. Keep 'em tucked.
How you feeling, toosh?
- I got no spit. - Mm.
Yeah, I heard that Lawrence McGill's in the crowd tonight.
Thanks. Yeah.
Helpful reminder.
Well, hey,
If you need to imagine me naked,
it's cool.
I, uh...
Go crush it, okay?
- Come find me later. - All right.
- I'm gonna introduce you. - Thank you.
All right, everybody, I hope you're having a good time.
Hey! Amanda!
You made it!
These fresh faces coming out next
rolled in all the way from beautiful Wilmington, North Carolina.
And somebody told me they weren't much to write home about.
But don't believe it. Get ready to write your mama and your daddy
about these fellas.
Debuting here at the Kill Devil Ballroom,
The Runarounds!
Yes...!
Boys, huddle up, huddle up.
Listen, just another show.
All right? Fuck the record execs.
- Let's go fucking crush it. - Yeah, boys.
- All right. - Love you guys.
Leave that shit all out on the floor.
- Yes, sir. - Aw, dude,
- I'm gonna be sick. I'm gonna be sick. - Hey,
- I'll give you 30 seconds. I got this. - Wyatt, are you okay?
You fucking got this shit, Bez!
Come on!
Let's go!
Is that Charlie Cooper?
No. But...
I mean, he's here.
Okay.
Oh, my God.
Damn right!
You good?
Yeah.
Kill Devil Ballroom, how we feeling tonight?!
We're the Runarounds. We're so excited to be playing here at Kill Devil Ballroom.
I-I'm not gonna lie. I-I had one of the weirdest days
of my entire life.
- Bummer, dude! - Yeah, me, too!
Yeah, I feel you.
And I'm not gonna get into it.
Let's just play some fucking music, shall we?
♪ Why do I always hide away? ♪
♪ Don't even want to get high today ♪
♪ Running in circles from everything ♪
♪ You're wrapping me up like cellophane ♪
♪ Running out the door with my hands in my pockets ♪
♪ Really wish I thought this through ♪
♪ Every time I call you, I end up nauseous ♪
♪ You put me in the worst mood ♪
♪ Smiling through my teeth, oh, it's getting exhausting ♪
♪ Take me to the sunny side ♪
♪ Leaking like a broken faucet ♪
♪ I don't even know, I don't even know why ♪
♪ Why do I always hide away? ♪
♪ Don't even want to get high today ♪
♪ Running in circles from everything ♪
♪ You're wrapping me up like cellophane ♪
♪ Oh, I wonder why I even bother ♪
♪ Never knew ♪
♪ Never had a clue ♪
♪ I can't wait much longer ♪
♪ I've been slipping under you ♪
♪ Always under ♪
- ♪ you ♪ - ♪ Why do I always hide away? ♪
♪ I don't even want to get high today ♪
♪ Running in circles from everything ♪
♪ You're wrapping me up like cellophane ♪
♪ I don't react, I isolate ♪
♪ Thinking that I might suffocate ♪
♪ All of the problems we create ♪
♪ they're wrapping me up like cellophane ♪
Yeah!
All right, well, that's all right.
All right, this next song...
uh, I wrote with a very special friend who is here tonight.
And she's never heard the song all the way through, so...
This one's for her.
Sophia.
♪ I never knew ♪
♪ we can throw away our sad songs ♪
♪ We've been writing them for so long ♪
♪ So I'll prove ♪
♪ there's an argument for falling ♪
♪ even when we can't go all in ♪
♪ Couple of hypocrites ♪
♪ 'cause nobody's saying it ♪
♪ Faking feeling ♪
♪ So misleading ♪
♪ Glad you're leaving ♪
♪ Why do we play pretend? ♪
♪ You always second-guess ♪
♪ I never knew ♪
♪ we can throw away our sad songs ♪
♪ We've been writing them for so long ♪
♪ So I'll prove ♪
- ♪ there's an argument for falling... - Hey, um,
I made a mistake. I'm gonna go, okay?
- Are you okay? - Yeah, yeah. Um...
Can you just make sure that Rachel gets back to the dorm?
- Yeah, yeah. - Are you sure?
- This is, like, the second song. - No, I'm sure.
- Do you want me to come? - No.
Okay.
♪ Saying it ♪
♪ Couple of hypocrites ♪
You're in luck.
I think they're great.
Charlie, what are you doing?
Toph, play the next song without me, okay?
- What? Charlie. - Just do it. Just do it.
You're singing the next song!
- Charlie! - Wait.
Hey. Sophia, wait!
- Charlie, damn it! - What the fuck?
Wait, wait, wait, wait, where's he going?
- Iz? - What's that about?
- What's that all about? - No.
Wasting my time here.
I can't believe he's doing this shit again, bro!
The fuck are we gonna do?
Scuse me. I'm so sorry.
Hey. Sophia, wait.
Wait. Hold on.
- Let me just talk for just a second. - Charlie.
- Give me a moment. Please. - Charlie, what are you doing?
What the fuck?
- Let's keep going! Keep going, keep going! - Uh, let's do-- let's do "It's a Wash."
- What?! - Um, let's do "It's a Wash." Um...
Yeah, no shit!
- It is a wash! - Here, count it off. Count it off.
This one's about Ping-Pong.
- You're in the middle of a show. - I don't care. I don't care.
- I really don't care. - Please, can you just go back
- to your show? I don't want to talk. - I'm not-- I'm not gonna do that.
- I don't want to talk-- - None of that matters without you, okay?
- Are you okay? - I'm fine, I'm fine.
I-- Please. Everything you want is in there.
So can you please go back?
I don't care what happens tonight if you're gonna walk out of my life, okay?
So can we just talk
- for a second? - Where were you yesterday?
Why didn't you pick me up?
I had some family shit come up and-and it was really intense
and I so wanted to be there for you, Sophia--
Don't you realize that I've had to deal with that same excuse my entire life?
I need someone that I can rely on.
I need someone who shows up even when there's shit.
Because what I've learned in life is
there's always gonna be something going on
- and I still need you-- - Sophia. Sophia.
My dad is not my dad, okay?
What?
My biological father is Catesby fucking Shaw.
And my parents have been lying to me my whole life.
Oh, my...
Charlie, I'm so...
- Are you-- - And it-- and it-- and it threw my head
- in for a loop... - Yeah.
- ...and I totally spaced on the driving. - No.
- I'm so sorry. I wanted to be there-- - Stop, stop.
You don't have to explain. It's okay. I'm--
- I so wanted to be there for you. - No, stop.
- It's okay. - I love you.
Okay. Um...
Slow down. Um, you've had a...
a really fucked-up couple of days.
Look at me and tell me you don't feel the same way
and I'll leave your life forever.
I can't.
You can't what? You can't-- you can't do this?
I can't say I don't love you.
♪ So ♪
♪ tell me you know ♪
♪ I see both sides...
- Wait. - Okay.
- Now listen to me. - I'm listening.
- Closely. - Uh-huh. I'm right here.
Your band is on that stage.
- Yeah, they are. - Mm-hmm.
The band that you love more than anything in the world.
Mm, I love you.
Fine. The band that you also love.
And if you fuck that up because you're out here making speeches to me,
I'm gonna carry that with me for the rest of my life
and you're gonna end up resenting me.
So you need to go back on that stage, okay?
- Okay. - You're gonna go and you're gonna do
what you do best. Go.
Come with me.
- Please? - Okay.
- Yeah? - Mm.
- Okay. Okay. Hurry. - Yeah?
- Let's go. You can't fuck this up. - Okay? Okay. Okay!
♪ And it's a wash ♪
♪ It's all run out ♪
♪ It's a wash, baby ♪
♪ It's all gone now ♪
Whoo!
- Come on! - Thank you!
Come on, guys!
All right, for real, we don't have any more songs without him.
Where's Charlie, dude?
- There he is. - I'm here, I'm here, I'm here.
- Where the fuck were you? - Guys, I-I'm sorry, let's go.
Oh, thank God.
New song, new song, new song.
Sorry for my brief departure, I'm back now.
Do you guys want to hear a new one?
- You okay? - I'm good.
- Yeah? Good. - I'm good.
Go, Charlie! Whoo!
♪ My friends are leaving me in the dust ♪
♪ They didn't know how much it meant to me ♪
♪ My mama's saying I look rough ♪
♪ But she don't know what's right or wrong for me ♪
♪ Soon the kids will move along ♪
♪ forget the words to all our songs ♪
♪ Just a name that lives within ♪
♪ a thought that never reaches dawn ♪
♪ Maybe many years from now ♪
♪ you'll hear that groaning from the South ♪
♪ Couple Carolina kids ♪
♪ Washed up songs will come around ♪
Come on!
♪ If you don't want to stay out tonight ♪
♪ you know that I'll ride home with you ♪
♪ Growing disdain for the downtown lights ♪
♪ Oh, I'm starting to feel it, too ♪
♪ I'll stick with you through the changes daily ♪
♪ Even when your layers peel ♪
♪ 'Cause with you my heart's been racing ♪
♪ Maybe this is how I'm supposed to feel ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ everything's all right ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ an empty bar's the perfect night ♪
♪ And I want it bad ♪
♪ what I already have ♪
♪ with you ♪
♪ It's good to be alive ♪
Come on!
♪ My friends all leave me in the dark ♪
♪ They didn't know how much it meant to me ♪
♪ They don't know ♪
♪ My mama's saying I look rough ♪
♪ That I look rough ♪
♪ She don't know what's right or wrong for me ♪
♪ She don't know, she don't know ♪
♪ If you don't want to stay out tonight ♪
♪ If you don't want to stay out ♪
♪ Then I'll ride home with you ♪
♪ You know that I'll ride home with you ♪
♪ Everything's all right ♪
♪ with you ♪
♪ An empty bar's the perfect night ♪
They don't give a fuck.
♪ And I want it bad, what I already have ♪
♪ with you ♪
♪ It's good to be alive ♪
Ow.
Thank you!
Kitty Hawk's up next. Stick around.
I want you to tell Phoebe thank you for having a crush on that fella.
Shut the fuck up.
Whoo!
Runarounds! Runarounds!
- Come on! - Fellas, wait.
Oh, my God, they're so good.
Come on!
Yes! Yes!
- Let's go! - Whoo!
Best show, for sure.
- Let's go! Let's go! - Come on, fellas!
Hey! There she is!
Great job, guys. So good, so good.
I have, uh, Lawrence and Jeremy with me. Is it cool if I bring them in?
- Oh, hell yeah. Bring 'em in. - Yeah.
- Wait, do you know what they gonna say? - No, but...
- She seemed optimistic. - Boys.
- Come on. - Everybody lock in, lock in.
Shh, shh.
Gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen.
I'm Lawrence, I appreciate you taking the time to meet me.
- Mind if I sit? - No, please.
- Please, please. That's all you. - Go for it.
Uh, now, I've got a flight to catch,
but I wanted to meet you face-to-face before I go.
Uh, we just wanted to say what an honor it is
for you to come down and see our show.
I've got a few things to tell you. First off, Galaxy are not gonna sign you.
What?
W-With all due respect, Mr. McGill, we-we crushed it tonight.
You're not there yet.
See, that's the short answer.
You're good musicians, you're decent songwriters, but...
you're not rock stars yet.
And that stunt you pulled...
just running off the stage like that,
see, son, that's the sort of bullshit--
I know, that was a stupid thing to do, and I apologize,
but I've just had some insane, crazy personal shit--
See, a professional puts that crazy personal stuff on hold.
Try to see it from my point of view, yeah?
If I went around throwing a million dollars
at every gang of teenagers
that could fill a club, I'd be out of business.
Mr. McGill, we are more than that.
You know, you saw that.
Come on, man, what about how the crowd was reacting?
I'm not gonna lie...
...you do have something.
I mean, this one here, she's been saying that.
All right, I've got to get back to New York.
I wish you luck, yeah?
- Thank you, sir. - Good show.
- Thanks for being here. - Yeah.
Thanks for coming to check us out, Mr. McGill.
- Yeah, of course, of course. - I appreciate you.
Good job.
I know you guys are disappointed. I'm sorry.
I'll call you, okay?
Sorry we shit the bed.
Shit!
♪ Take down the system with a stampede ♪
♪ Wanna find another who can get me ♪
♪ Never wanna write another essay ♪
♪ To any motherfucker trying to press me ♪
♪ We'll take down the system with a stampede...
Hey, Amanda, I got to take off.
Oh, no, no, no. I thought you were gonna stay.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Amanda. - But--
- That's too bad. - Yep, it's how it goes.
Izzy, let's go.
- Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! - Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Whoo!
Ha!
- Hey. - Hey.
I heard. Sucks, dude.
Yeah. Not as good as we hoped.
Yeah.
Well, we're heading back to Wilmington.
We can give you a ride, cheer you up maybe.
That's really cool of you.
I can't.
You can't, like...
you don't want to, or...?
Listen, I really appreciate you getting us this gig. I mean,
- all the guys do-- - This line is giving me, like,
a vomit flavor in my mouth.
You're gonna get bored of that.
Call me when you do.
You know what? I don't think I am.
Somebody grab Neil, let's go.
No, man, he's catching a ride with Phoebe on her sexy brothel bus.
- He's not coming. - Are you serious?
No pity, dude, it's my fault. I fell for a pretty face, it's chill.
Well, we got an extra spot in the Caddy if you need a ride.
- No, it's okay. - Hey! Ruthie.
Any chance I could hitch a ride with you?
Are you not riding with us?
No, see you back in Wilmington, man.
Hi.
So...
...about that ride.
You got to pay for my gas and buy me a Cinnabon, though.
Yeah, I can do that, yeah.
- Okay. - Okay.
As we head into the weekend, it looks like--
- Good game coming up, huh? - NC State is just on fire--
Dude, I-I can't listen to this song right now.
- No, no, no. - Wait, wait, wait.
It's a good song, don't change it.
- You guys serious? - It actually is.
- It's meaningful. - It's deep. It's emotional.
- Kind of a lot right now, though. - The lyrics are strong.
Just listen.
♪ Every step I'm taking ♪
♪ Every move I make ♪
♪ feels lost with no direction ♪
♪ My faith is shaking ♪
♪ But I ♪
♪ I gotta keep trying ♪
♪ Gotta keep my head held high ♪
♪ There's always gonna be another mountain ♪
♪ I'm always gonna wanna make it move ♪
♪ Always gonna be an uphill battle ♪
♪ Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose ♪
♪ Ain't about how fast I get there ♪
♪ Ain't about what's waiting ♪
♪ on the other side ♪
♪ It's the climb ♪
Guys, is that our trailer?
- What? - That's our trailer.
- What the fuck? - Holy shit! Charlie!
- What the-- - My baby.
♪ The chances I'm taking...
Charlie, there's a truck!
- No! No! - No!
- Stop! - That was all our gear!
Are you serious?!
This can't be happening!
What the fuck, man?
♪ Just gotta keep going ♪
♪ and climb ♪
♪ I gotta be strong ♪
♪ Just keep pushing on ♪
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
This is all our shit, man.
Fuck!
Damn you, Charlie.
You said this was all gonna work out, man.
Okay, w-wait, I-I didn't mean for any of this to happen.
Here we are, standing in a fucking road.
All of our shit's destroyed.
Is this what I gave up college for?!
- You are the worst-- - Topher, Topher, calm down, man.
Topher, chill.
You did it again, Charlie!
You did it again, man.
You fucked us.
This is exactly like the county fair.
Except this time, it really fucking mattered.
- You ruined it for all of us. - Hey, chill out.
Are you serious?
- Stop. Stop. - What?! What?!
We're all having a rough time, especially Charlie.
- Remember his dad? - What about my dad?
I got my dad telling me I'm a fucking idiot
for ever believing in this shitty band in the first place!
He really said that?
Literally all the time, Wyatt.
Did you listen?
That's not the fucking point, Charlie!
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Damn it!
It's over. We're done.
Don't say that, Bez.
No offense, man...
but you're not gonna be the one to know
when it's time to hang it up!
We tried, Charlie.
We went for it, tried to get signed,
it didn't happen, and now our fucking gear is smashed to shit, bro.
Bez...
Fuck this.
I'm calling a wrecker.
He's right, man.
It's over.
Topher, don't feed into that, man, come on.
Don't give up like that, Toph.
Maybe they're right, man.
You know?
We gave it a shot.
Danny Mace.
- You were with Lawrence earlier. - Lawrence and Jeremy.
I work at Galaxy with them.
- You didn't fly back with them? - No. I decided to stay the night.
What for?
I want to talk about the Runarounds.
Hey, man, can my friend get a, uh...
A gin and tonic, please.
- You bet. - Thank you.
Listen, uh, I've got, like, 30 seconds
before I fall of this stool, so start talking.
Okay, listen, Danny, I know you. I've studied your career.
You've signed almost half of my favorite bands.
Danny, you and me both know that you know...
how good that band is.
I know you think they're annoying. The drummer pissed you off.
The drummer dicked me around. He wasted my time.
Okay, well, I won't waste your time.
You're Danny Mace. You know what they are.
You know that they have the talent to go all the way.
They have the work ethic. They have the look.
I mean, fuck, they already have the numbers.
- Do your bosses know you're here? - No.
They don't.
- Are you quitting Galaxy? - Depends on how this conversation goes.
Now boarding Flight 672 to Asheville, gate 17-B.
Can't believe you're wearing that coat.
Can't believe you're flying to college.
Hey... I don't want to leave
without getting something out in the open with you.
Yeah. Um...
I've realized that... I like girls.
Okay, I'm gonna assume you don't mean
that you just enjoy the company of girls.
I do.
But also I would like to have sex with them.
Or one of them. Or some of them.
Or something like that.
Guess that explains some things.
Feel like I haven't been fair to you.
I mean, this whole time... you could've had a girlfriend who, like...
Wanted to have sex with me?
Well, something like that. Among other things.
Okay, was it me?
I mean, was there something that I did?
I think, if anything, you actually delayed it.
- Delayed it? - I mean,
you're an amazing guy.
I think I thought if I was with a guy like you,
then something would switch in me? I don't know.
I'm sorry.
Flight 842 for Newark now preboarding at gate 12.
Um...
Flight 842 for Newark, gate 12.
- I guess I-I should... - Okay. Yeah.
- Got it? - Yeah.
Amanda.
Whatever our relationship was, I'm always gonna love it.
Because it gave me you.
For six years.
My best friend.
You helped me figure out who I am. You made me brave.
- That's so weird. - All that stuff.
I didn't even know who I was.
Yeah, I guess not.
I'm gonna miss you.
Miss you, too.
You look stupid.
Hey, Toph?
Yeah?
Your band was good.
♪ Her green plastic watering can ♪
We had a good run.
♪ for her fake Chinese rubber plant ♪
♪ in the fake plastic earth ♪
♪ that she bought from a rubber man ♪
♪ in a town full ♪
♪ of rubber plans ♪
♪ to get rid of itself ♪
♪ It wears her out ♪
♪ She lives with a broken man ♪
♪ A cracked polystyrene man ♪
♪ He just crumbles ♪
You know, when you start to make a documentary,
you never know what's going to happen.
- Oh, we know all about that. - Oh, yeah?
- You think you know. - You think so, huh?
Because the original title of my film was called American Dickhead.
- Thanks for that. - But along the way,
it definitely evolved.
We all evolved.
So without further ado,
this is Also Ran: The Story of an American Band!
What happens
when five high school graduates with questionable futures
come together to form a rock band that nobody cares about?
Maybe Topher was right.
Maybe I had been a shitty pied piper.
It definitely seemed like I hadn't led us to where we wanted to go.
But as I sat there watching Bender's movie,
I looked into the future and I saw how it would go.
I saw, like, the script life would write for us.
Topher would figure out some way to get back into Princeton.
Guys like that always figure it out.
Bez would get hired by some other band in New York, or start one himself.
He knows how good he is.
Talent like that is hard to keep down for long.
Neil would take over the family business.
It was the last thing he wanted to do, but his dad needed his help.
So he didn't really have a choice.
He would be the best guitarist/house painter in Wilmington.
I couldn't really see Wyatt, which was weird.
I tried, but it was foggy.
Wyatt is so gifted.
But he has a lot of darkness stacked against him.
I prayed that he would win somehow.
As for me, Charlie Cooper, I'd be the frontman who didn't make it.
There's, like, no romance to that.
I had my family, we all loved each other,
but we had also let each other down pretty bad.
I couldn't tell if things would ever be the same.
Finally, I saw Sophia.
It was so clear.
She had met this guy at college, and they were both doctors,
they had kids,
she was living her best life.
And I, like, visualized this moment.
She's out with her friends,
they start telling stories about their ex-boyfriends, and she goes,
"I dated this one guy in high school, he was in a band."
And one of her friends goes,
"Yeah, you got to date one who's in a band."
And I can hear them all laughing.
But I can't tell if Sophia's laughing.
I thought to myself, "You know what?
At least I played my pipe. At least I tried."
And it did make something happen. It made this amazing summer happen.
And I think I'll always be proud of that.
♪ Forever...
Nice movie, guys.
How'd you like to write a new ending?
- Well, Ms. Mace... - You can call me Danny.
I'll stick with Ms. Mace, if that's groovy.
Look, it's clear to see from this contract that you're essentially...
goat-fucking the band.
However, uh, judging by the research I've done
the recording industry standards, this is considered best practices.
Are you even a lawyer?
I worked for him, briefly, and I trust him.
And we wanted him to represent us.
This is definitely a fair contract.
- We're not here to screw out these kids. - Yeah, sure,
if your point of comparison is a colonial Native American treaty,
I-I certainly agree.
Okay. Chad, I would not be here if Danny was trying to screw them.
So, can we please steer this towards, I don't know,
some actual, like, points of negotiation?
We'd like to do the same deal for Sophia on publishing rights to her lyrics.
How crucial is she to this deal?
She's non-negotiable.
You heard the man.
Well, what happened?
Consider the mortgage paid.
♪ I'm standing here on the ground ♪
♪ The sky above...
All right, crazy kids. Listen up, Runarounds.
Last time I checked, you had six originals.
I just paid you half a million bucks for a full record, right?
That means you're professionals now.
Closest thing you've had to a real job is delivering pizza,
so I want to make sure you can handle the concept.
We won't let you down, Danny.
That's good.
Because I'm about to make you the biggest band in the world.
♪ Don't change a thing for me ♪
♪ Don't change for you ♪
♪ Don't change a thing for me ♪
♪ I found a love that I had lost ♪
♪ It was gone for too long ♪
♪ Hear no evil in all directions ♪
♪ Execution of bitterness ♪
♪ Message received loud and clear ♪
♪ Don't change for you ♪
♪ Don't change a thing for me ♪
♪ Don't change for you ♪
♪ Don't change a thing for me ♪
♪ I'm standing here on the ground ♪
♪ The sky above won't fall down ♪
♪ See no evil in all directions ♪
♪ Resolutions of happiness ♪
♪ Things have been dark for too...