Adam: Hey, Dad.
Dad: Hey, kiddo. I had a bad trip on The Drank.
Adam: Yeah, I heard. If anybody asks, this is a Seeing Eye dog.
Adam: She went home.
Dad: Right. I really don't like the Little Wayne. Can't understand what he's saying. You know who I wish was here right now? Your mom.
Adam: Yeah. Well, you left her, so... Why?
Dad: When you're married and you do blow...try to stay away from women who want to fuck you. Even ugly women. Blow is blind, Adam. Blow is blind.
Adam: You're an asshole.
Dad: But you're not. You got a good heart, Adam. Try to keep it. Where's that girl, Emma? You guys still together?
Adam: We were never together.
Dad: Oh, that's right. Friends... Sex friends... I'm old. I don't know what you call it. You liked her.
Adam: She drives me crazy.
Dad: I'm 58 years old. I've been married three times.
Dad: OK. I've got six pictures of my cock on my phone, and two of someone else's, and I'm still pretty high on the cough syrup, so you can take this with a grain of salt, but...we don't pick who we fall in love with. And it never happens like it should. Yes. I may have to kill this dog. I just haven't decided how.
Adam: Get some sleep, Dad. I'll call you in the morning.
Dad: He'll call in the morning. Isn't that something? Am I boring you? Oh, good.
Adam: Hey. You can't call me and tell me that you miss me. I don't want to have that conversation on the phone. So you can't text me and you can't e-mail me, and you can't... write on my wall. Like, if you really miss me, you need to grow up and get in your car and come and see me.
Emma: I'm here.
Adam: How did... How did you know that?
Emma: Shira texted me about your dad, so I came here. How is your dad?
Adam: He's OK.
Emma: Good. I know I can't just call you.
Adam: No. You can't.
Emma: I know. I hurt you. I'm sorry. I don't know why I wasted so much time pretending I didn't care. I guess I just didn't want to feel like this. It hurts. But I love you. I'm totally and completely in love with you, and I don't care if you think it's too late, I'm telling you anyway. Will you please say something?
Adam: Wait. You should know...if you come any closer, I'm not letting you go.
Emma: I love you.
Adam: That's good.