We Forgot to Break Up

- Just... - Good to come in now?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. - Thank you.

Do you need anything before we get started?

- No, I think I'll be okay. - Yeah, good?

- Yeah, thank you. - Evan, you're good?

- Yeah. - Yeah. Okay.

You okay to start?

Yeah, whenever.

It's nice to see you. You look good.

Do I?

So, before we get into the new stuff,

I thought we could talk about what happened.

On the record?

I-I can't tell this story without the old one.

All right, uh... What do you wanna know?

So, tell me about Emmett Lake.

I fucking hated Emmett Lake.

Moving on.

Was it that bad?

Yeah, it was Emmett Lake, but, um, I had Isis.

Mm, mm-hm, she was the one who taught you guitar.

Yeah, she... she taught me a lot of things.

Now, play me an A.

Okay. Okay, remember.

It's one, two, three.

Play me an A.

You said you practised.

I practised. I swear.

- No, you didn't. - Yes, I did.

- Is that good? - Yeah, it's really good.

I love you, Ice.

I love you more.

- Hey, Ice. - What are you doing?

- It's time. - What?

What is it time for?

It's time to play some real music.

My name is Evan Strocker,

and... we're about to record

our first single ever.

So, that first song, you wrote that for Isis?

With Ice.

And... and your drummer, um?

Angus. He hated that song.

- Uh, but, Coco... - Great fuckin' bassist.

...yeah, she liked it,

and since Angus wanted to have sex with Coco

more than he wanted to hate the song...

I didn't even know I liked you.

Oh, I always kinda liked you.

Ah!

Don't get any ideas just 'cause we're in a band.

Hm? Think we're gonna be any good?

Hold that thought. Hold that thought.

Okay, I'll be waiting.

Ho!

Oh, don't mind me.

What'd you think?

Yeah, it didn't totally suck.

What are you talking about, dude?

We rocked.

What?

Evan, don't take this the wrong way, man,

but if we're serious about this, we need another guitar player.

We have a guitar player.

No, we don't. Not like this.

- "This" being? - My brother.

Lugh?

Your brother Lugh?

Angus, no offence. Isn't he kind of--

- Isn't he kind of what? - You know...

Wow. Okay.

Didn't take you two for the judgey types.

Holy shit.

Lugh.

Lugh!

Lugh!

Do you wanna be in a band?

Why do I have to change my clothes?

'Cause you're gonna be in a band.

Not just any band.

The coolest fuckin' band in the world.

Yeah, it's just like a style upgrade.

Halloween colours, I don't know if that's the vibe.

Halloween? Uh, no, what's that?

You have the pastel. The.. the... that one, yeah.

- You want me to put it on? - Yeah.

Well, now I can't see.

Whoa. You really can't see.

It's looking really good.

We're gonna have to lose the pants.

Different pants for sure.

Look. Lookit already.

It's a new man emerging.

I have one more thing.

- You all good? - Yeah.

Evan. Sorry.

- Dad, fuck. Jesus. - Sorry, sorry.

Shoulda knocked.

Get me the fuck outta here.

- Okay, are you ready? - Mm.

Dad?

Um, I'm just lookin' for the extension cable.

The band's comin' over to practise.

Uh, not today, okay?

- Yeah, but-- - If you don't mind.

Just this once.

It's just it's Tuesday, and the band, we always--

Get what you want?

Yeah, maybe...

maybe this time Evan doesn't get his own way

without a thought for anyone else.

That's right.

Coco, for real?

What?

Oh, yeah. Do it up.

Oh, my God.

- Fuck Emmett Lake! Am I right? - Fuck Emmett Lake.

- Cheers to that. - Fuck you, Emmett Lake.

Cheers to that. We doin' practice at yours now?

- Yep. - Mm.

Yeah, but we gotta name this band, guys.

Right, okay, well, let's brainstorm somethin'.

Uh, somethin' that separates us from other bands I think.

- "The Other"? - "The Others"?

- "The Othered." - That's not bad.

- Fuckin' dykes! - Fuckin freaks!

Hey, fuck you, hicks, eh? Eat shit.

- Oh, fuck you, pussy. - Fuck you.

Asshole.

"Freak Dykes"?

Yeah, I'm dying to be in a band called "The Freak Dykes."

I'm just leaning in. Ideas welcome.

"Differently."

Differently what?

Uh... I don't know. Just Differently.

So, an adverb as a band name?

- How 'bout "The Abnormals"? - We're not punk.

How about "The Post Normals"?

"The New Normal"?

Wait.

Coco.

Bass.

- You're-- you're doing this? - Yeah, I'm doin' this.

- Okay, Angus. Drums.

Prove it.

I'm Lugh. I hold the guitar.

- Mm. - Yeah, you do, bro.

Isis, voice and keys.

I'm Evan.

Lead vocals.

We are..

...The New Normals!

One, two, one, two, three, go.

Ice cream and cruise tickets?

I don't know. He's... Angus got me drunk.

Buddy went hard last night.

I'm not drinking again.

Eat Up.

Last time in my life.

A little pit stop.

There she is.

Loadin' up for the big show tonight.

So, when did you realize all of this was bigger

than Emmett Lake?