Die My Love (2025)

[bunniefuu]

- Oh man.

- Wow.

I haven't been here

since I was a little kid.

I thought

you grew up here.

Like round the corner.

I knocked my tooth out

on that step.

Got me brain damaged.

It's not New York,

but... it's ours.

- I think it's gonna be

pretty sick, no?

Yeah?

- I could send for my drum kit?

- - No way.

No?

My uncle was a hoarder.

I didn't realise how much...

space there was in here.

It's peaceful.

I can just record

an album out here so easily.

- Gracie!

- What?

I found an office!

Oh.

You can write your

Great American Novel up here.

Whoa!

What?

Um...

It's alright.

It's just

a little rat situation.

We should get a cat.

You can write all day, every day.

Nothing but the birds singing.

How did he die?

Um...

I don't know.

Here we are.

We need a broom.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Came on, let's twist again

Hey! Where's your mommy?

Pumpkin, where's your mommy?

Oh, no!

Where's Mommy?

Oh, God.

Grace.

Mom wanted to stop by.

Oh?

I told her

it wasn't a big deal.

It's like a "us" thing.

And it's just for six months,

anyway, so...

Mm-hmm.

I just feel kind of bad,

'cause I think

she just wants the company.

I don't mind her coming.

It's weird.

It's like she doesn't

know how to function any more.

She's still cooking

for two people.

Did she tell you that?

It's too sweet.

Yeah? No, it's nice.

He liked it.

A real mom

would have baked a cake.

Want another one?

Why is it so f*ck' hot?

"Why is it so f*ck' hot?"

"Why is it so f*ck' hot?"

It's always hot.

Boy's asleep.

Mm-hmm.

You wanna look?

How can you not give a sh*t

about the stars, Grace?

Well,

they make me feel

like nothing.

I like they make me feel like

I'm part of something bigger.

You like to feel like nothing?

No.

You know how many universes

there are out there?

What are we doing in

the different universe?

Are we together?

Sure we are.

Am I a rock star?

Hmm...

Can you sing

in a different universe?

Hey.

Yeah,

I'm sure you're a rock star.

Do we f*ck?

Uh-huh.

All the time?

Hey, what?

Do. We. f*ck?

Like rabbits.

Do you hear him?

No.

He's crying. Listen.

Grace,

it's totally silent.

Am I boring you?

- Not you.

- The universe.

Who gives a sh*t?

...a wild party mom...

I'm very

well known as Big Bouncy,

the over-the-hill party girl.

...swap lives

for two weeks.

I hope you survive.

Bye!

Nice to meet you.

We are two worlds apart.

I've never seen

anything good

come from alcohol.

I've never

k*lled an animal before.

Oh, my God!

I'm talking!

I've never seen

a more disrespectful child.

Does it feel like a girl?

What does a girl feel like?

If it moves

more on the right,

then you're probably

having a boy.

You didn't wanna know?

Mm-mm.

Grace, I...

I didn't find out

what I was having either.

I think that's nice.

You didn't find out

'cause you wanted a girl.

Ha, ha.

Oh, gosh. He forgets to drink.

- Harry, you gotta have a drink.

- - He's fine.

No, I didn't, I wanted a baby.

I wanted whoever was in there.

Yeah? And you got Jackson?

Unlucky.

I heard that, Auntie Jen.

Are you off your food, Grace?

- Leave her alone.

- You didn't eat.

Being pregnant

makes your stomach shrink.

That's bullshit.

It's sucking on you

every minute of the day.

Then you'll be famished.

I couldn't get enough in me.

That never went away, did it?

You can talk.

What's your excuse?

Never had a baby

but always ate as though

you'd just had triplets.

You know, Grace,

if you get a screamer...

She's not gonna

get a screamer.

Jackson was a screamer.

- That's a lie!

- Jackson was a sweetheart.

The point is, if you do,

let the baby cry.

Just walk away from it.

Don't let yourself get tired,

stressed.

That's a horrible thing

to say.

Slow f*ck' death.

If you're not at your best,

it's no good for anyone,

especially the baby.

And a crying baby

doesn't mean it's in pain.

It's the only way

they have of communicating.

No,

it's not.

People say that sh*t because

they wanna walk away

from their kid.

Anyway, all I do

is take care of Harry.

- Barely.

- If you need me...

- She doesn't.

- ...we're just a walk away.

What you doing in here, Pop?

Wanna watch the Grizzlies?

Wanna open

some of those presents?

Whose presents?

For the baby.

No,

I gotta sort out these shoes.

- Okay.

- They're the wrong ones.

They look good to me.

- You had enough to eat, Mom?

- Honey, I'm stuffed.

Would you get your dad

something to drink, please?

Here you go, Pop.

No more pie.

Well, I'm stuffed.

Can't stop eating.

It's the same every holiday.

Well, you can do it.

You've always been skinny.

Grace likes me lean.

Don't you, baby?

You can starve in January.

What are y'all doing?

Why are y'all here?

This is Frank's house.

It's his house.

Harry,

this is Grace and Jackson's--

No,

this is my brother's house.

Sweetheart,

Frank's not here.

Get out of my brother's house!

Jackson.

Harry.

Harry!

Did you find the right size?

Hello.

Hello.

Is it a baby?

- A baby.

- A boy?

I don't know.

I think, maybe.

It is.

Oh?

Don't leave him to cry.

I won't.

You know,

when he comes,

he's a cat.

He's a bear and a baby.

And he's you, he's all of you.

He's gonna be so funny.

Hi. Find everything

you're looking for?

In life?

Any gas for your car?

- No.

- Alrighty.

I love this stuff. Whatever

they put in that powder,

it's like magic.

It's two for six dollars

if you want another.

- I'm good.

- This one's four.

- And the other one is two.

- I get it.

- No, thanks.

- He's a boy, right?

He's so cute.

Hi there, handsome.

Hi there, sweetie-pie.

- Does he have a name?

- No.

We decided not to name him.

Oh.

How old are you, sweetie?

Wait. Let me guess.

I'm really good at this.

About six months?

Why are you talking?

Do you ever think about

what you'll say

or why you're speaking?

Or do you just open your mouth

and blah, blah,

blah, blah, blah?

In about 30 seconds,

I'll be gone.

We don't need to speak.

Okay.

...every time you move

I let a little more show

There's something

you can use

So don't say no, Mickey

So, come on

and give it to me

Anyway you can

Anyway you wanna do it

I'll take it like a man

But please, baby, please

Don't leave me in the damp,

Mickey

Oh, Mickey, what a pity

You don't understand

You take me by the heart

When you take me by the hand

Oh, Mickey, you're so pretty

Can't you understand?

It's guys like you, Mickey

Oh, what you do,

Mickey, do, Mickey

Don't break my heart,

Mickey

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine

You're so fine

you blow my mind

Hey, Mickey!

Hey, Mickey!

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine

You're so fine

you blow my mind

Hey, Mickey!

Hey, Mickey!

Oh, Mickey, you're so fi--

You think you've got the right

But I think

you've got it wrong

Why can't you say goodni--

...what a pity,

you don't understand

You take me by the

heart and you--

Alrighty.

Alrighty.

Alrighty.

Alrighty.

Alrighty. Alrighty.

Alrighty.

- Hey.

- Hey.

What you doing up, little bug?

I was bored.

You got bored,

so you kept the baby up?

I got somethin' for you.

What the f*ck, Jackson?

You got a dog?

Got a dog.

Look at him.

We need a cat.

Yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah.

Good dog. Good baby.

You're a good baby.

Yes, you are.

Hey.

Come here.

Come on.

Everyone but me!

Yeah.

Hey.

Wanna see some magic?

Wanna see a magic trick?

Stir it up. You stir it up.

Second.

Magic.

Ready?

We're ready to steer. Okay.

Ready to drive?

To the moon.

And a left to New York.

What is that?

Do you feel that?

Where are you now?

In a burger place

outside of Nampa. 84.

You're eating?

Mm-hmm.

A burger?

Yep.

- Is it good?

- Yeah, it's alright.

Well, what else

have you been doing?

Workin'.

Uh-huh.

What else?

Is everything alright?

I'm asking you about your day.

This is a conversation.

What have you been up to?

Nothin'.

Have you been writing?

I'll call you

when I get closer, okay?

Well, are you gonna wanna eat?

Yeah, we can have

dinner when I get back.

It's gonna be kind

of late, though.

Anything else for you?

What sounds good for supper?

How's the boy?

He's sleeping.

Hey, darlin'.

Here's the check.

Alright, talk later.

Thank you, baby.

Okay. Bye.

Pam?

Pam?

Pam?

Pam?

f*ck!

f*ck! Oh, goddammit.

Pam, what the hell?

You snuck in.

I didn't sneak.

I brought the baby.

- You brought the baby.

- He's asleep.

- That's nice.

- Yeah.

As long as

you don't blow my brains out.

That thing loaded, Pam?

Oh, yeah. It's Harry's.

He used to sleep with it

next to him.

Made him feel safe.

I don't know

what to do with it now.

I don't know

what to do with any of it.

I never do my hair.

It's pretty.

Harry likes it loose.

Yeah?

Are you sleeping at all?

Um...

You know.

Jackson says

you've been sleepwalking.

Oh, yeah. That.

You get far?

Woke up on Culver Road

screaming my head off.

Never done

anything like that before.

Nothing seems real since...

since he died.

My brain just seems...

chopped up.

Yeah.

I'm your grandma.

Yeah, I am.

It's so wonderful

the two of you

have taken on the house.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, he was...

such a happy little guy,

Frank.

He shot himself?

- Uncle Frank?

- Yes.

And you found him?

I did.

- That must have been awful.

- Yes, I did. It was.

It was.

In the head?

In the head?

No.

- I can't...

- Well, where, then?

The heart? Chest?

No.

- Legs, feet, back?

- No.

- Arms? Stomach?

- No, no.

d*ck?

- Grace.

- a*s?

Oh, my God. He shot himself

in his own a*s intentionally?

You know,

he looks just like you.

- Uncle Frank?

- No.

The baby, you goose.

Oh.

You think?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Grace, you know, everybody

goes a little loopy

the first year.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

You and Harry have known

each other your whole lives.

Of course you're gonna go

a bit loopy.

No, no. I mean you.

After a baby.

My mother went nuts.

Jen lost it.

I didn't feel myself

for a while.

But you'll... you'll...

You'll come back.

You know...

- if you're having

a hard time...

- I feel fine.

We'll come again soon.

Thanks for the tea.

Who's pushing you?

Is that a ghost?

Red and yellow

And pink and green

Purple and orange and blue

I can sing a rainbow

Sing a rainbow

Sing a rainbow too

Listen with your eyes

Listen with your eyes

And sing everything

you see

What the f*ck do you want?

Cut your lip.

Cut it.

- Just gonna leave it?

- He's your girlfriend.

You clean it up.

- Nice.

- He pissed on the floor too.

You should make better choices

in who you bring home.

f*ck's sake, Grace.

You're mad at me?

Why didn't you let him out,

you whack job?

He's not my problem.

Just put him on his leash,

take him out the back

until he gets used

to where he is.

Yeah, I'm not gonna train

your f*cking dog.

We have a baby.

No sh*t.

I can't have this...

This place is a f*cking hole.

- And you moved us into it.

- I am working.

And when I come home,

I'm the one

cleaning everything up.

Yeah, three days a week.

Let me shower you in medals.

- Shut up.

- You have an ashtray

on the carpet.

You don't think

the baby's eating that sh*t?

Shut up.

Move us into the house

where your uncle shot himself

up the f*cking a*s.

- Oh, my God.

- Up the a*s.

Up the f*cking a*s.

- Stop.

- I knew it. I knew it.

Why are your shorts undone?

Why do you not have

your shorts on?

- Shut up.

- Jesus Chr--

f*cking sanctimonious d*ck.

You probably

pissed on the floor yourself.

Blamed it on the dog.

It was your mangy dog.

And "sanctimonious" means

you think you're morally

superior to other people,

dummy.

- How's the book going,

by the way?

- Fantastic, thank you!

Your Great American Novel.

The main character's

about to batter her husband

to death with a hammer.

- Sounds like sh*t.

- Well, you can't read, so...

Maybe if

I spend a little less time

with my hands down my pants

and a little more time

writing,

maybe I'd write something,

maybe.

My hands are down my pants

'cause you put your d*ck

everywhere except there,

as*h*le!

You're gonna

wake up the baby.

Now you're worried

about the baby.

I'm always worried

about the f*cking baby.

- We're going for a drive.

- No.

- Yes! We are.

- No!

- Get in, Grace.

- f*ck off.

- We need to talk.

- We can talk here.

- Get in the f*cking car!

- f*cking no!

Jackson,

I'm not leaving the baby.

Stop, stop, stop.

I'm not leaving the baby.

Jackson!

- The baby's fine.

- Stop! Stop!

You're a f*cking...

f*cking as*h*le!

What is wrong with you?

- Seriously?

- Give me the belt.

Oh, my God.

Don't you dare open the door.

Gracie.

Hey, bud, don't...

Stop. Stop!

Look, okay, I... I just think

we need to have a schedule

or somethin', or just...

I just wanna make a plan

'cause I...

Grace,

I don't want you to think

that I don't appreciate

everything that you do,

I just...

Like, you're the glue,

you're the one,

you're the OG, but...

If you're not feeling good,

then...

then, I don't know,

maybe we should, like,

talk about it.

I just want you to know

that I'm here.

Having a baby

is like the most...

monumental f*cking thing

and...

I get that, I want you to know

how much I get that,

and if you wanna

talk about it, then...

Can we turn this off?

What?

The music. Can we turn it off?

- It's a classic.

- Okay.

I don't care.

I hate it. I hate guitars.

- Since when?

- Since forever.

What? That's insane.

Who hates guitars?

You don't hate guitars.

Grace.

I know what you're thinking,

but that's just an old pack.

It's been in there forever.

You've seen them before.

- I've seen these before?

- Yes.

Look, they're just...

they're Greg's.

Wow, you and Greg are very,

very close.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it. Grace,

stop being f*cking annoying.

You can run, you can run

Tell my friend boy

Willie Brown

You can run, you can run

And I'm standing

at the crossroads

Believe I'm sinking down

I'm coming!

I'm here, baby.

He's not breathing.

Funny.

f*ck it.

Harry?

Up.

Grace?

You have to sh**t the dog.

What?

You have to

sh**t the f*cking dog.

He's crying.

Where the f*ck you found that?

That thing you love

is suffering.

Have you lost your mind?

You can fix it.

- Are you insane?

- He's in pain.

- I'll take it

to the vet tomorrow.

- And they'll put it down.

Grace, please!

I'm not gonna k*ll my dog.

Okay?

How's your lip?

I'm sorry.

- How do you start

your days, Grace?

What do you mean?

Well...

Yoga?

Running?

Hot water and lemon?

Writing?

What's happened

with your writing?

I can't do it any more.

Why not?

You know who's teaching yoga?

- Who?

- That neighbour of yours,

Melissa?

She does it over the internet.

She...

Maybe you could

take a class with her?

I don't think that's yoga,

Pam.

Oh, I'm...

I'm pretty sure it is.

Well...

it might be a relaxing thing

for a young woman to do.

You're still so pretty, Grace.

Let me help you, sweetie.

Just with the baby, with...

with the house,

whatever you need.

Just...

give you more time

to do other things.

Alright.

You found some.

It's the good stuff, Mom.

I know this brand.

This is the hot one.

I'm going for a walk.

- I won't be long.

- Grace?

...beating a tune

as you fall all around

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

What can compare

With your beautiful sound?

Beautiful sound,

beautiful sound

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

Beating a tune

as you fall all around

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

What can compare

With your beautiful sound?

Drip, drip, drop

When the sky is cloudy

You come along

Come along

with your pretty little song

Drip, drip, drop

When the sky is cloudy

You come along

Come along

with your pretty little song

g*y little roundelay

g*y little roundelay

Song of the rainy day

Song of the rainy day

How I love

to hear your patter

Pretty little pitter-patter

Helter-skelter

when you pelter

Troubles always

seem to scatter

Drip, drip drop

Little April shower

Grace?

Grace! Can you hear us?

Grace!

- Grace!

- Grace.

Grace!

She took your baby

and disappeared for hours.

Had you frantic.

And now

she's not talking to you?

She just needs some time to herself.

You know, I get that.

No, Jackson.

She is not well.

Well,

sometimes people

aren't well, Mom.

Sometimes people

need some time

to adjust when things change.

Sometimes everybody just needs

to have some f*cking patience

and trust that

things will get better.

Are you still sleepwalking?

I'm just trying to help.

Well, you are helping, Mom.

She just needs some space

to... to write.

She says she can't.

It's just like, you know...

It's just writer's block

or whatever, I guess.

No. I don't wanna get in.

Okay, there we are. Good job.

- Hi.

- - Alright, that's a big girl.

That's a big girl.

- I don't wanna go.

- It's okay.

- Sorry to bother you.

- Huh?

I think my car

might have a flat tyre.

Would you mind

just taking a look at it?

- Breathe.

- No!

Look at Mommy.

Hey, look at Mommy.

Babe, we don't have any time

for this. No.

So...

could you...

Okay. Yeah, sorry.

Put your leg in the car.

Alright?

When was the last time

we had sex?

Rough guess.

I really couldn't say, Gracie.

Go on, take a stab.

I don't know. Like a month?

Try two and a half.

Well, things have been,

you know.

And it was four in the morning

and you were essentially

asleep.

Grace.

And the time before that,

we were watching TV

about that thing

on the island,

and I was begging you,

and you put a towel down.

Alright, alright, alright.

It used to be good, right?

It's still good,

Grace.

It doesn't exist, Jackson.

It's not a thing.

Alright,

I'm gonna put more effort in.

Tonight?

- Okay.

- You want me?

Yeah, I want you.

Say it again.

I... I want you, yeah.

- Before or after dinner?

- Grace, man.

- Just have a f*cking opinion.

- Jesus f*cking Christ!

When we get home?

Yeah.

You'll f*ck me

when we get home?

Yeah.

In the car?

If you like.

We used to f*ck in the car

all the time, remember?

Uh-huh.

I'll unbuckle, come over

to your seat

and you'll f*ck me?

Yes.

Yes.

Come on.

My mom's right there.

f*ck me quickly, then.

I don't...

Grace, come on.

I'm just kinda...

You impotent piece of sh*t.

You useless f*cking f*gg*t!

You're f*cking insane.

f*cking insane.

Everything okay?

- Open the door.

I need to use it.

- Piss outside.

I don't need to piss.

sh*t in a bush.

I don't care.

Oh, God, Grace!

Grace!

I don't wanna sh*t in a bush.

I wanna sh*t in the toilet.

Come on, it's coming out.

Come on.

It's gonna be

all over the floor.

I'm starting to smell it.

Quick.

Thank you.

Jesus Christ.

No running, please.

- Hi. Hey! Come on in.

- Hey.

Greg!

Yeah. Greg said we have

enough food to feed a village.

- Well, that's

what we've got, right?

Well, you can add these,

I guess.

They fell over in the car.

They looked better before.

What happened to your fingers?

I burnt them

trying to bake you a cake.

- Hey, man.

- There you are.

Welcome, buddy.

- Good to see you.

- You too, man.

- Hi.

- The place looks great.

He's such a beautiful baby.

- Jack, let's get you a drink.

- Does he want a snack?

- Sure.

Whatever the kids are having.

- Okay. No allergies?

No. I don't think so.

Who's a sweetie-pie?

Here's Jack's boy.

Did you guys see this?

So, you think

you'll have another one?

Yeah. Pregnant now.

Cookin' up twins.

What happened to your hands?

Oh.

You should see the wall.

Yeah, I...

I have two kids, and...

and two is a lot,

if I'm being honest.

Seems like it.

Babies, though,

babies are hard.

I don't think anybody

talks about that enough.

It's all anyone talks about.

It changes you.

I think I nearly lost my mind

for the first six months.

When do you think

you'll be getting it back?

You know, postnatal depression

is so much more common

than people think.

- What do you do for work, Grace?

- - I don't.

I'm stuck between wanting

to do something

and not wanting to do...

anything at all.

Hang on.

Cheryl mentioned that you're a writer.

That's cute.

That must be nice.

Having something

you can squeeze

around a baby.

Yeah, I don't

do that anymore.

Why not? Stuck

for inspiration?

I'm sure it'll come back.

Grace?

Grace!

Oh, my God!

Jackson? Jackson?

Look at me, okay? Hey.

- Can you breathe?

- Somebody get some water.

- Jackson?

- Let me call someone.

- What, your chest hurts?

- Yeah.

You can breathe.

Breathe with me.

I think it's

them at the door.

Yeah. See?

Yeah, you're okay.

You're okay.

He's okay.

It's just kind of

a wake-up call,

you know.

We need to

look out for each other,

Grace.

I am getting really stressed.

About what?

No one took our pastries.

You see that?

Well,

there was a ton of food.

It's rude.

They weren't being rude.

Come on.

You know what's rude, Grace?

Getting into a pool

full of kids

in your f*cking underwear.

That's what's rude.

You embarrassed me.

You embarrassed us.

Grace. Grace!

Goddammit!

f*ck me. Jesus f*cking Christ.

Don't ever do that again.

Alright?

When Amelia was

a little girl,

she liked to imagine

she could stretch her wings

and fly like a bird.

One day

she got to ride on an airplane

and liked it so much

she didn't wanna

ever come down.

The world looked so small,

the houses

and cars were like toys.

They flew

for thousands of miles.

Over oceans and jungles.

Some people thought

they were crazy.

But Amelia wasn't afraid

of having

a thousand adventures.

So she flew on

like a bird, further

than anyone had gone before,

never to return.

What the f*ck?

You wanna get married?

Yeah.

Yeah, f*ck yeah.

She don't like

Her eggs all runny

She thinks

crossin' her legs is funny

She looks

down her nose at money

She gets it on

like the Easter Bunny

She's my baby, I'm her honey

Never gonna let her go

He ain't got laid

In a month of Sundays

I caught him once

And he was sniffin' my undies

He ain't too sharp

But he gets things done

Drinks his beer

like it's oxygen

He's my baby

and I'm his honey

I'm never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves

We'll end up

a-sittin' on a rainbow

Against all odds

Honey,

we're the big door prize

We're gonna spite

Our noses right off

of our faces

There won't be nothing'

But big old hearts dancin'

in our eyes

Oh, my God. Really?

Kiss me.

- Kiss me.

- Grace.

I don't know where Jackson is.

Let's go find that

no-count husband of yours.

Wow.

Hello.

This is the bride

in the bridal suite.

I was wondering if I could get

a bucket of ice

sent up to my room.

We've got

an ice machine on your floor

at the end

of the corridor there.

Uh-huh.

What's your name?

Charlie.

Charlie, would you mind

getting it for me, please?

I'm a little indisposed.

We don't bring up ice, ma'am.

Okay.

Are you still there?

Yes, ma'am.

Is there anything else I can help you with?

Well, my husband

is at the party downstairs.

Our wedding.

Um... and I think

it would be really nice

if the champagne

was cold for him

when we came up.

I understand.

I'm just trying

to be a good wife.

Yes. Sorry,

but I can't help with that.

You have

a really beautiful voice,

Charlie.

Thank you, ma'am.

The beast in me

Has had to learn

to live with pain

And how to shelter

from the rain

And in the twinkling

of an eye

Might have to be restrained

God help

The beast in me

I must have been about...

three?

My parents and

I went down to the beach.

They must have been reading,

or maybe they fell asleep.

And I had my

feet in the water,

and then this girl

came up to me.

She must have been about ten,

but to me she seemed,

you know,

like a... like a grown-up.

And she took my hand

and we walked for a while.

She bought me an ice pop.

People would...

say how cute we were.

It was really nice.

And then

as my parents realised

I was missing and...

my mom was crying and...

my dad was really angry,

and I remember just thinking

"I wish you weren't mine.

"I wish...

I didn't belong to you."

Where are

your parents now, Grace?

They died in a plane crash.

How old were you?

Ten.

It must have been

terribly difficult.

Like, perhaps you have

some abandonment issues.

Which makes it hard for you

to safely attach to people.

Your husband. To your son.

I don't have a problem

attaching to my son.

He's perfect.

It's everything else

that's f*cked.

Hi!

Hi, baby.

Oh, I missed you.

What?

You got a rental?

No, it's ours.

I got it off Greg.

With what money?

Don't worry about it.

He's taking care of us.

You like it?

Yeah, it's cool. Big.

Turn this up.

I love this song.

Thought

you didn't like guitars.

When did I ever say that?

I love guitars.

Will you stay

In our lovers' story?

If you stay,

you won't be sorry

'Cause we believe in you

Soon you'll grow,

so take a chance

With a couple of kooks

Hung up on romancing

Will you stay

in our lovers' story?

If you stay,

you won't be sorry

Doing alright there, bud?

Come on, now.

He's so cute.

I love his little hat.

He's not really a fan.

Are you, buddy?

I babysit a kid just like him.

Yours is cuter, though.

Has he been

in the water yet?

No, not yet.

We could

take him to the edge.

Do you think

he'll go with us?

Yeah. You're very social,

aren't you?

We can make him

a castle if he wants.

If we go just there,

we'll be in sight.

Wanna go with 'em, buddy?

Play with me?

What's his name?

Harry.

Come on, Harry.

What is that?

Yeah, f*ck yeah.

Stop it!

You kept saying sorry

when you were sleeping.

When I came in,

you were saying it.

What are you sorry about?

I don't remember.

Do you think you need

to apologise for anything?

No.

Do I have to get up?

No, Grace.

You don't need to do anything.

I can just stay in bed?

If that's what you want.

Oh.

It's you.

How are you?

Everyone misses you.

Coming in, babe?

Yeah.

Fixed it up a little bit.

Looks nice.

Yeah.

Love me tender

Love me sweet

Never let me...

You're so beautiful, Grace.

You have

made my life complete

And I love you so

Love me tender

Love me true

All my dreams fulfil

For my darlin', I love you

And I always will

Love me tender

Love me long

Take me to your heart

For it's there that I belong

And we'll never...

Oh, Grace. You look so well.

- It's so great

that you're home.

- You look so healthy.

Thanks.

Sometimes all we need

is just a little break, right?

You know what? You and Jackson

are really lucky

to have each other.

Mm-hmm, yeah.

- Grace, it is so good to see you.

- - You too.

- You look so well.

- Thank you.

No, but really,

you just look so much better.

You too.

You look a lot better.

- All good here?

- Yeah, doing great.

We're both doing a lot better

than we were.

- You having a good time?

- The best.

- That's good.

- And I'm just

so grateful to you.

For taking care of everything.

And painting the house...

- Taking care of the baby.

- That's sweet.

Having me f*cking committed.

You're just the best.

- Okay, Grace, come on.

- But I mean it.

- Thank you.

- Please. Don't do this.

Don't do what?

- I shot a dog!

- It was in pain.

We came to be and we ran amok!

May we live long and die out.

Yes.

May we live long

and die out.

Grace.

Pam.

Grace.

Leave her be, Jackson.

Grace!

Where are you, Grace?

I'm right here.

You just can't see me.

I can't go back.

I love you.

I love you.

Perfect driving tune

right here from John Prine.

I can try harder.

She don't like

Her eggs all runny

She thinks

crossin' her legs is funny

She looks

down her nose at money

She gets it on

like the Easter Bunny

She's my baby, I'm her honey

I'm never gonna let her go

He ain't got laid

In a month of Sundays

Caught him once

And he was sniffin' my undies

He ain't too sharp

But he gets things done

Drinks his beer

like it's oxygen

He's my baby, I'm his honey

Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves

We'll end up

sittin' on a rainbow

Against all odds

Honey,

we're the big door prize

We're gonna spite our noses

Right off of our faces

There won't be nothin'

But big old hearts

dancin' in our eyes

Enough.

Grace!

Grace!

Grace!

When routine bites hard

And ambitions are low

And resentments ride high

But emotions won't grow

And we're changing our ways

Taking different roads

Then love

Love will tear us apart

Again

Love

Love will tear us apart

Again

- Why is the bedroom

so cold?

You've turned away

on your side

Is my timing that flawed?

Our respect runs so dry

Yet there's still

this appeal

That we've kept

through our lives

But love

Love will tear us apart

Again

Love

Love will tear us apart

Again

You cry out in your sleep

All my failings exposed

There's a taste in my mouth

As desperation takes hold

Just that something so good

Just can't function no more

And love

Love will tear us apart

Again

Love

Love will tear us apart

Again

And love

Love will tear us apart

Again

Love

Love will tear us apart

Again

And love

Love will tear us apart

Again

Love

Love will tear us apart

Again

And love

Love will tear us apart

Again

Love

Love will tear us apart

Again

And love

Love will tear us apart

Again

Love

Love will tear us apart

Again