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(CHANTING) Johnny! Johnny! Johnny!
(SINGING) Under the surface
We're all the same
Searching for purpose
Running from shame
I'm sorry I'm not all the things that you want
All the things that you thought I should be
I guess I'm not like you Not something you're used to
Maybe something brand new you've never seen
Wish I could read your mind Come on, let me inside
I'll never waste your time
Misunderstood
Wish you could somehow see that I will always be
All that you want from me
- Now? No...
No. Keep 'em closed! All right?
- You ready? Ready!
All right, open 'em!
No way!
Well, you've been rocking out on mine,
I thought it was time you had your own.
Oh, my goodness!
Hey, I'm not gonna let you quit piano that quickly, but...
Happy birthday, baby.
Thank you!
All right, let's hear something! Play it!
You've gotta let it You, you've gotta let it go
You've gotta let it You, you've gotta let it go
You've gotta let it You, you've gotta let it go
You've gotta let it go
Even though I walk Through the valley
Of the shadow of death
Your perfect love is casting out fear
And even though I'm caught In the middle of the storms of this life
I won't turn back, I know You are near
And I will fear no evil
For my God is with me
And if my God is with me
Whom then shall I fear? Whom then shall I fear?
Oh, no, You never let go Through the calm and through the storm
Oh, no, You never let go
Every high and every low Oh, no, You never let go
No, You never let go of me Yeah
And I can see a light
- Hey, Miss Grace. - Hey.
Where's my hug?
- You been practicing? - Yeah.
Good. The recital's coming up soon, you know.
You gonna be there?
Of course, you're my star student. I wouldn't miss it.
- Cool. See ya later. - See you, bud.
Hey, superstar.
Hey, Rach.
You rocked today.
Yeah. Glad you thought so.
- Hey. - (SIGHS)
Her light's still on.
Should I do it?
- I think it'll be encouraging. - (SCOFFS)
After what she said in the car
and what she pulled in church,
she needs encouragement?
Go do it, John.
- (MUSIC STOPS PLAYING) - Come in.
- Hey. - Hi.
Listen, um, about what you said in the car...
Dad, I get it. You're right, I'm wrong. I get it.
- Please, don't give me that. - What?
You've obviously made up your mind.
We're not forcing you to go to college, Grace.
It's just that music is unpredictable.
- I said I'll go. - (SIGHS)
We're done?
No.
Okay.
Look, I know your birthday was last week.
And, um, I don't know if this is the right time
or if any time's the right time anymore, but this just came today.
- It's called a... - I know what it is, Dad.
I probably should have done it years ago...
So, now that I'm 18, you think I'm gonna
start sleeping around or something?
- Is that what this is? - No, of course not. We just...
Dad, I know what I'm supposed to do
or what I'm not supposed to do.
I don't need a ring to remind me.
What is the matter with you?
Every time we talk lately, everything I say, it's a battle.
Like at church.
When I want you on the piano, you play the guitar.
Today, we rehearsed a certain way,
I asked you to play it that way,
and you still just do your own thing.
I have my own style. Have you not noticed that?
It's worship, Grace, we're there to worship!
The rest of us are doing Chris Tomlin,
and you act like it's a Renae Taylor concert!
Yeah, well, everyone else likes how I sing.
Well, I'm the one in charge of the band,
whether you like it or not,
and you're either part of the team or you're not.
And I didn't come in here to fight with you.
Well, then don't.
It just doesn't make sense to me.
I mean, you guys have been playing together since you were, like, six.
Yeah, and he still treats me like I'm six.
He's always in my face.
And it's like, every second has to be this
brilliant teaching moment.
Yeah, but all dads do that.
No, not like mine.
See, everyone thinks 'cause my dad was this
rock star who got saved, that he's cool.
Trust me, he is not cool.
Grace, you have the best life ever.
No, I don't.
Yes, you do. I mean, look at you.
You're drop dead gorgeous. You have this amazing singing voice.
And now you get to make an album.
His album.
That's what I'm saying. It's his songs, played his way.
I mean, I get that he hasn't made an album in forever,
- right? - Yeah.
But he'd never even think about doing one of my songs.
You don't have any songs.
I'm trying.
But it's in my head and it can't get out because he suffocates me.
- Is it really that bad? - Yes!
And I'm sorry, I don't wanna be
the sidekick of the great one-hit-wonder Johnny Trey
the rest of my life.
For once, I wanna do things my way.
I feel like worshipping
I wanna hear you sing
You give me everything
It's all about you, God
It's all about you, God, I hope you hear me out.
I wanna hear...
I feel like worshipping I have a song to sing
I wanna hear you sing...
No.
I feel like worshipping, I have a song to sing.
I feel like worshipping
So help me, God, write this song
No, but I grew up 10 minutes from Graceland.
Oh, now I get it. That makes sense.
My parents wanted Hank Williams,
- (IMITATING ELVIS) but I gave them Elvis. - (ALL LAUGH)
- Oh. I loved Elvis. - Mmm-hmm.
Yeah, he was just gospel enough,
my parents didn't worry about me too much.
At first, anyway.
Hey, have a good night, you guys.
- Hi, sweetie. - Hey, baby. You going to youth group?
- Yeah. All right.
Hey, can you fill the car up? You can use the card.
- Yup. - Don't forget.
- I won't. - Hey, hey, come here.
Why don't you do it on the way so you don't forget tonight?
Dad, I won't forget. Okay?
Your kids ever act like that?
Come on, I'm a pastor. My kids are perfect.
Yeah, that's funny. - (ALL LAUGH)
We're ready to eat. Let's do it, come on. Let's eat, baby.
Whoa, is that a potbellied pig in our apartment?
- (ALL LAUGH) - Dad, he's our new roommate.
I thought that was your sister.
That's disgusting.
I taught him a trick. Watch, he can shake.
Come on, Bacon.
That's impressive.
Is Desert Song the one you wanted to do?
Yes, I love that song.
Hi, babe, how was youth group?
Fine. It was really good.
Good. Did you eat something?
Yeah, I grabbed something.
All right. Oh, I talked to Rachel's mom.
Do you know Rachel is starting Monroe this fall?
She got a scholarship.
Yeah, I know.
Um, anyway, she said all the classes are listed online,
so if you want to check it out.
Okay, cool. I'm gonna go crash.
All right. Good night, sweetheart.
Good night.
You fill the car up?
Uh...
No.
Dad, as soon as I got in the car,
Paige called, okay, and she was sobbing.
There was nothing else I could do.
Look, it's fine, I'll fill it up right now.
Nope.
- Okay. - (KEYS JANGLE)
Do you see what I'm talking about, Mom?
Grace, honey, this one's on you.
You broke your word. Again.
Okay. I'm gonna go to bed. Good night.
Come in.
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