Hey!
Wait.
Hey! Stop!
Hey!
Hey! Stop!
Please!
-Please come back! I'm right here!
Please! Come back!
Come on.
Mom?
Hi, sunflower.
I missed you.
Where have you been?
It's been so lonely down here without you.
I have to get out of here.
We're together again.
You found me.
Mom?
What?
I'm hungry.
Ask your father.
He's at work.
Mom.
-No!
Liv?
Been looking all over for you.
-Where've you been?
Were you sleeping in here?
Just closed my eyes for a second.
Will you turn that off?
Is everything okay?
Yeah. Yeah… why-- why wouldn't it be?
You're late. Hearing's in 20 minutes.
The hearing. Yeah, right. Right.
You're still coming out tonight, right?
This underground music thing?
Right.
Right, that happens tonight.
Yeah, that happens tonight.
I promise I won't try to hold your hand or anything.
Are you sure you're all right? You…
You look a little lost.
I'm fine. I… I'll be right there. I just…
I… I… I want to get something to eat.
-Eighteen minutes. -I'm starving.
Danny! Stay out of my snack drawer!
-Goddamn it.
Danny?
Hello?
Hey, do you know where everyone is?
Hey.
Hey! Wait!
Hey!
Ruth!
-What's going on? -It's a fucking fire drill.
I don't know how it snuck up on us.
Hopefully, the client still shows.
Are you ready? Are you nervous?
You're gonna do great.
Is that what you're wearing?
I can't read this.
Copier's broken, sorry.
-I'm just going to grab a glass of water-- -Fifteen minutes!
Hey! What is it, like, take your kid to work day or something?
Are you lost?
Do you know where your mother is?
Mom?
Mom!
Where'd you go, Mom?
Mom?
Mom.
It's okay, girasol.
It was just a bad dream.
I'm here now.
Please, help me.
You can chip away, but you'll never get out from under it.
No matter how hard you try.
She's gone, Liv.
Where?
I don't know. She didn't say.
This is not your fault, Liv.
I'm hungry.
This has nothing to do with you.
I'm thirsty.
Danny. Fuck.
-Will you get off my dress? -Hearing's in 12 minutes.
You're not gonna flake on me tonight, are you?
I don't know.
-Have you seen a little girl around? -A little girl? No.
What do you mean you don't know?
I mean, I don't know! I'm kind of busy right now.
You said you were into this.
Why is there no food in this fridge? Who took my fucking lunch?
Why is it so hard to just say you'll show up, and then show up?
I don't know. Because I am a human person who works an 80-hour workweek.
I don't have time to go out every night.
Are you familiar with the song "Cat's in the Cradle"?
Yes, I'm familiar with the song "Cat's in the Cradle."
Well, you're the father and I'm the son.
And if you don't take time to play catch with me right now,
I might not be around later when you're retired.
Uh, I don't love this allegory for us.
Come out tonight.
I'm late. I have to go.
Eleven minutes.
If you don't show up, I'm coming to find you.
Where are you going?
Hey.
Sorry.
What did I tell you?
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to--
What is the only thing more important than not interrupting me when I'm working?
I'm… I'm sorry.
Dancing. Dancing!
Having fun!
-Come on.
Like this!
It's okay.
-Go ahead.
Go ahead.
Yes!
More!
Bigger!
-Yes!
Yes!
My daughter is a genius!
-Wait.
Stop!
I can't do it.
I can't get out.
You've always made everything so hard on yourself.
Ever since you were a little girl.
I'm…
so… fucking thirsty.
Everything the long way around.
Even when the answer was right in front of you.
There's always a way out.
No.
-Liv. -No!
-You have to eat. -Go fuck yourself!
Liv. Liv!
Liv!
Liv.
Liv?
Stop!
-Liv! -I hate you!
-Mom was right! -Open this!
You just want to control everything!
Liv. No. You don't yell at me!
You don't slam the door at me, you hear me?
You want me to leave too?
Is that what you want me to do? Huh!
Well, too bad!
'Cause I'm still here!
I'm not the one who left.
I'm still here!
You can hate me all you want, and I'll be here!
You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not, Liv!
Go away!
Just go away!
In this house,
we make our beds…
…every day, Liv.
You understand me?
You know why there's stars in the sky, Liv?
Why?
So, we can always find our way home.
Dad?
It's okay, Liv.
I'm still here. I promise.
I think it's time for him to start letting go.
But he won't do it unless you tell him to.
You have to tell him it's okay.
No.
I understand you're feeling a lot of pain.
Why don't you go fuck yourself? How about that?
Get out.
Miss Rivera.
Get the fuck out.
Liv. Liv!
Hey.
-You caught me.
That club was crazy, huh?
My ears are still ringing, are yours?
I thought you'd left.
Nope. Still here.
Where do you keep your salt and pepper?
What are you doing?
It's called breakfast. Some people are pretty into it.
-Danny. -Hmm.
No.
Really?
Aah!
Here we go.
Weird place for them, but no judgment.
I have to work.
I have to file this motion by--
Which is why I have to make you this delicious meal.
'Cause otherwise, you won't eat. I know you.
And food is actually quite high in a man's desire to eat.
You don't have to do this.
And yet I am. How great am I, huh?
Also, your potatoes were like growing other potatoes.
When's the last time you saw a supermarket from the inside?
-Danny, we can't just-- -Wait. Taste, taste this.
Careful, it's hot.
Good, right?
Stop distracting me. It's not done yet.
Why are you doing this?
I love you.
Be good.
I have to go.
Did you hear what I just said?
I… have to go, I'm late.
What are you talking about, Liv?
Look, you don't have to do this.
The-- the whole, like, cooking breakfast and sticking around.
You don't have to do any of it.
We just got fucked up and made another dumb mistake.
-It's not gonna happen again. -Who says it was a mistake?
And you don't have to rush out. Just lock the door when you're done.
Who says it was a mistake or that I want to leave?
I'm not saying that.
I like you. A lot.
And-- and I-- I think you like me, so what's the problem?
You're just going to leave eventually, so let's just get this over with.
No, I'm not.
Oh, fuck!
You're allowed to be happy.
We both are.
I have to go.
Why are you doing this?
What are you so scared of?
You know what? Fuck this.
I don't have to leave, you do.
Get out.
Get out! Get the fuck out!
All right.
How much longer are we expected to wait, Miss Rivera?
I…
beg your pardon, Your Honor?
Miss Rivera, I think it's time you cut your losses here.
You tried. You did your best. There's no shame in that.
No one's gonna fault you for calling it a day.
And I think your client would agree with me.
It's okay.
Why did you leave?
It's not your fault.
You did your best.
It's okay to let go.
Is that what you did?
Let go?
I know you think I abandoned you.
But I didn't.
I saved you.
I saved all of us.
I felt lost when I left you,
but it was the only way I knew how to take care of you anymore.
And look at you.
Look how strong you are now.
It's too late for excuses.
-We're so much alike.
You see things sometimes, don't you?
Things that aren't there.
Fuck you.
Go away.
You don't mean that.
You need me.
No! I don't.
I needed you then. Not now.
Where the fuck were you?
I need you?
Because of you, I've spent my whole life in fucking armor,
making sure no one gets close enough to hurt me!
Making sure I don't need anything from anyone!
I'm done.
You be fucking good.
I am… nothing like you.
And you know why?
Because I don't give up!
Bye, Mom.
Liv.
Come back here, querida!
I'm sorry.
Liv.
Come on, you're going to hurt yourself, silly.
Come back here right now.
Do you hear me?
Come back here!
Don't leave me down here by myself!
Liv!