Grace

911. What is your emergency?

911. What is your current location?

- Are you okay? - Oh!

Turn around.

Turn around!

God! Sorry. I thought you were dead.

No. I'm not dead!

I was sleeping.

Oh, God. Oh.

- You want me to call a paramedic? - No!

Just... God! Just back off!

Stop helping.

Butt out!

Creep!

Asshole!

Hi.

Hi. Hey. Sorry.

Um... where is this?

Excuse me?

I-I just... My car broke down and my cell phone's dead,

so I just need to call...

What town is this?

New Smyrna Beach.

What?

Hey. Hey. What can I get ya?

Um, do you have a cell phone charger I could use?

Everything okay?

Yeah, yeah. I just need to use a phone.

Well, I don't bring my charger to work, but you can use mine.

Thanks.

Actually, you know, could I get a glass of water?

Yeah.

Do you have anything for a headache?

Sorry.

Hello? Hey, Dad?

Gracie. Hey, it's me.

Oh, my God, Gracie. Where are you? Are you okay?

Yes, I am fine. Why does everybody keep asking me that?

- It's her - Where is she?

Listen, Dad, um, you're not gonna believe this,

but the car got towed,

and I just need a few hundred dollars to get it back.

- Gracie, where are you? - Tell her to stay put.

I'm in Fort Lauderdale.

No, Gracie, you're not. You're not.

I know where you are. You're in New Smyrna Beach.

We arrived yesterday. So please, stop lying and tell me where you are.

It's a coffee shop. Where?

What's the place called? Where is it?

I don't kn... Then ask somebody.

Now!

- What's this place called? - Nichols' Surf Café.

Um, Nichols' Surf Café.

Where? Nichols'.

Okay. Got it. I...

Stay where you are. Stay where you are. We'll be there in 10 minutes.

Okay. I mean it, Gracie.

I'll get the car. Okay!

Dad.

What?

Sit.

You didn't even tell us you were leaving town.

When... When... When did you leave New York?

Can you even remember anything?

Dad, I just... forgot where I parked the car, you know?

- You crashed the car, Gracie. - I do not want to talk to you!

Enough!

We had two police officers show up at the house...

in the middle of the night...

to tell us that your car was wrecked two miles from here...

and you were missing.

Can you even begin to imagine what that feels like?

Why can't you just support me instead of always kicking me when I'm down?

We have supported you.

Oh, not you. I'm not talking to you.

I don't care if you don't wanna talk to me.

Your father has spent thousands of dollars on you, Gracie.

It's not your money! Why do you care?

- You flunked out of college, you wrecked cars... - She's still talking.

Why is she talking? Why is she here? That's plural, Gracie.

It has nothing to do with me or your father why you are a drunk.

Not me and not your father. This is your mess.

And your mother's death is just an excuse for you.

Do not talk about her. You want to talk about betrayal?

- Do not talk about my mom. - You are using her and her death...

to stop people from holding you accountable.

You are an alcoholic, Gracie.

- You are just like your mother. - Do not talk about her!

Tell her to shut up!

Come on. Come on. I know. I know.

All right.

This is it, okay? I just, um...

I just need, like, a couple days,

like a couple hundred dollars, that's it.

I cannot go through this with you again.

- I can't do it. I can't... - No. Listen to what I'm saying.

I just need, like... I'm sorry, Gracie.

No, no, no, Daddy. Please listen to me.

Please stop talking. Listen to me. Listen to me.

I'll get help. I will.

I will. I'll get help.

I will! I'll get help.

Just please... please don't do this to me.

No. No. Daddy, please don't do this...

No. Not right now. Please, Daddy.

- Please, please, please. - I can't!

I love you, Gracie, but no more money,

no more cars, no more car loans,

no more unfinished college courses, no more bailouts.

No more. No more.

God, Mom would be so... ashamed of you.

You ever think about her?

Can you look at her?

- No. No, no, no. - What?

No. No.

No, no, no, no, no, no. No!

Where is it? Where is it?

They left about an hour ago.

I'll live.

- You mind if I sit down? - I don't own the place.

I'm Sonia.

What's your name?

- Gracie. - All right. Pleased to meet you, Gracie.

I haven't had a drink in 11 years,

but I used to drink.

A lot.

I used to run from town to town and guy to guy,

and I was always swearing that the next one wasn't gonna be like the last.

And every new town, every new start, every new guy...

They always went real bad real fast.

Real fast.

No matter how many promises I made...

even to myself...

it always ended up the same.

That sound familiar?

The question is, are you ready to try something different?

Thanks.

Yeah, 1972. "Sweet Caroline." It's a classic.

Hi. Hey.

What are you having? Um...

Whatever he's having.

You look like you're enjoying yours.

Supposed to be on vacation, right?

Um, you know, can I, uh, open a tab?

I'm probably gonna have a few.

Sure, if you'd like to put a card behind the bar.

Yeah, of course.

Where is...

Oh... man.

Sucks.

You know what? I think I, um, forgot my wallet in the car.

So... just the one, I guess.

Don't worry. It's on me.

Thanks.

Well, hello!

Cheers. Cheers.

I'm Gracie.

I'm Chris. Mmm. Nice to meet you.

Mmm.

So you on vacation too?

Moved here when I retired three years ago.

Retired?

What... What are you, like, 40?

Come on. You're good.

"Forty."

So what is there to do in this town?

Depends on what you're in the mood for.

Well, cheers to that.

Cheers to that.

I'll have another.

I... No! No, let go!

She wants you to feel her... Come on.

Get your drunk girlfriend out of here!

I'm just saying, that's a fake... Hey!

Oi!

- Clean that up. - It's fake. It's just nobody wants to acknowledge that!

- That's it. Get out. - She's not causing a problem. She needs another beer.

I'm serious! Get out, now!

You get out!

- Babe, come on. I'm gonna give you a ride. - Don't touch me.

Aw, come on, babe. Where's Chris?

- You get out! - Bitch!

Asshole! Come on. Don't worry about him.

What are the Popsicles called with the red, white and the blue?

The rocket ones?

Leave him alone. You clean... You clean that up!

Stay in there! Come on!

People like telling me what to do.

Hey! Yeah! Clean that up!

So you said they're coming home for the summer? Hey! Hey!

Yeah!

Come on, get on. Get on.

Oh, yeah! Is that a dog?

Oh, my God. He's so cute. Wait, no!

He jumped off.

- Elaine, can you hold that for me? - Don't leave me!

I'll be right back.

He left me.

Oh. Oh, look at that.

Feels like a comfy...