Morning.
Hey.
Got some Jameson,
if you want a little extra help getting through this.
Why not?
Not every day you go to your mom's will reading.
Why do we have to have a formal reading anyway?
Feels like we're in that movie,
you know, the one with the James Bond guy
where he has that crazy Southern accent.
Knives Out.
Yeah, that one.
Can't believe she's gone.
Yeah, I know.
It didn't really feel real until today.
Yeah, well…
…let's get this over with.
Your pacing game is intense. I almost can't look away.
Why do I even have to be there?
It's just how will readings are.
I know, but surely, the lawyer
can just send me whatever Sue left me in the will.
I mean, I loved Sue, I really did,
but, I mean, let's face it,
she probably left me some hideous piece of driftwood art
that I'm gonna hate-treasure for the rest of my life.
I don't want to see Sam.
I know.
I'm so embarrassed.
You didn't do anything wrong.
No, but I wanted to, and I think he did, too.
And if Delilah hadn't walked in…
I mean, he has a girlfriend.
He does.
Why did I even go there? It's…
Because this place has you all twisted.
- Yeah. - Look,
you came back here for Sue, right?
And it was really brave, knowing that you were gonna have to face the past.
You just have to do it for, like, a little bit longer now.
I hate that you're always right.
I know, I know.
But it's a burden that I'm happy to carry.
It's gonna be so awkward.
Absolutely, yeah.
But as your friend and your lawyer,
you can do this.
Thank you.
Armor on.
Okay? We're gonna face this.
Hang on, why are you in your lawyer outfit?
You think I'm gonna let you face the Florek boys alone?
Absolutely not. Friend and lawyer on the job.
I'm sorry we're meeting under these circumstances.
Sue was quite a woman, and we all miss her.
- Thank you. - How long is this gonna take?
Um, not long. We're just waiting for one more person.
Who else would Mom put in her will?
Ah.
Lovely. Let's get started.
- What the hell? - I'm-I'm as confused
- as you all are. - Who are you?
I'm Chantal. I'm Percy's lawyer.
We haven't had the pleasure, but you must be Sam?
You brought a lawyer to my mom's will reading?
What the hell's going on?
Ms. Fraser, there was no need to bring outside representation.
Why are they even here? Do we need a lawyer?
Technically, that's me. For the estate.
No, no, no. No one needs a lawyer.
This is my friend, who also happens to be a lawyer,
who's here strictly for moral support,
- I promise. - A-Although I reserve the right
to move from friend to lawyer on a case-by-case basis.
Okay, okay, sit down, please.
Just be brave a little longer.
All right, then.
Now that we're all here, let's begin.
Sue's will was fairly straightforward, so this should be quick.
The entirety of Sue Florek's estate will be split evenly
between her two sons, Charlie and Sam,
with one exception.
The Tavern and all of its contents will be left solely to
Persephone Fraser.
- Holy shit. - Are you fucking kidding me?
No.
I… I-I… I don't understand.
Are you sure?
This has-this has to be a mistake.
No, exactly. Why the hell would she do that?
No mistake. Sue updated her will in 2021
to include this provision.
I added it myself.
These belong to you now.
Un-fucking-believable.
Sam, Sam, I-I had no idea.
I swear. I d-I don't want it, I promise.
As your lawyer, I advise you to stop talking.
- I-I don't want it. - Decisions later… Mm.
It isn't mine, it belongs to your family.
- Can we at least just talk about it… - I don't have time for you right now.
I need to go talk to my brother.
I-I don't… I don't want it.
My-my client is in shock.
This is not an official resignation of said property.
Okay.
Did you see Sam's face?
How did you talk me into this?
Same way I always do,
sheer charm, shameless persistence.
You smell like summer.
Good. Because now that
you're here, it can officially begin.
Oh, I missed you, Persephone Fraser.
Right back at you, Samwise.
Are we really doing this?
I was sort of hoping it was just an elaborate prank.
You're gonna love it. I promise.
Did you read the training plan I sent?
"Couch to 5K: The Lazy Girl's Guide to Not Dying."
So, so inspiring.
That wasn't the title.
- You know that. - It was heavily, heavily implied.
Okay, well, first, we're gonna run an easy 3K,
- and then… - 3K? Easy?
Speak for yourself. Remember,
I'm both the couch and the lazy girl in this scenario.
Look, I'll pace us, okay? By the end of the summer,
we're gonna be running all the way to town and back.
How delightfully hideous.
Where's the part where I get to eat waffles and go back to bed?
Converse? Seriously? Those are not running shoes.
I sent you, like, three articles on the importance of running shoes.
I skimmed the headlines. They're shoes.
It'll be fine. Come on.
Oh…
Aah! Ow! Cramp in foot.
How is this even possible?
So much for all those smack-talking emails
about how this was gonna be the summer of self-improvement.
Wow, you are killing this.
Fine, I'll cut you a break.
Three updates?
You first.
Okay, Grandma. Uh, number one.
I finally binge-watched all four seasons of Game of Thrones.
- Ooh. - The Red Wedding? Brutal.
Uh, number two. Jordie.
Finally got him to play World of Warcraft with me,
and, of course, he's addicted. He…
He even downloaded the "Warlords of Draenor" expansion pack.
So you turned Jordie into your emotional support dork, got it.
And last but not least,
I'm applying for an after-school internship at the hospital.
That's awesome.
Yeah, yeah. Real doctor stuff. I mean, shadowing and everything.
Show-off.
Okay, your turn.
Okay. Um, well, school, obviously.
But mostly, I'm just consumed by this evil writing seminar.
It's just structure and mechanics and crap.
It's making me think too much.
And that's a problem because…
Because I can't get out of my head.
The flow isn't happening, and it feels like work.
I am so glad I decided to become a doctor.
It sounds way easier.
Forgot how pretty it was in the morning.
I am so
jumping in right now.
Whoa. Come on.
Oh, my gosh, yes. This is perfection.
So, are you coming in or what?
There's something I need to tell you.
Okay.
Something I'm not sure you're gonna want to hear.
Just say it.
I hate running, and nothing you say or do
will ever make me want to do it again.
Okay, got it. No more running.
But there's, like,
a tiny… tiny, minuscule part of me
that understands why you like it.
Hm. Good to know the tiniest bit of you
- understands me. - No.
Even though every muscle in my body
was screaming, earlier,
I feel pretty good now.
Right? That's the runner's high.
Yeah, I wouldn't go that far.
But there's something about it.
It's like… I was in so much pain
that, for about half a minute,
I-I couldn't obsess over my stupid story.
Took the edge off.
That's why I do it.
Started during midterms this year.
Have you ever thought about swimming across it?
- The lake? - Mm.
Ever since I saw it, I wondered if I could make it across.
Maybe that's what I need this summer.
Something big.
Something impossible
to get me out of my head for a while.
I think I need to swim across it.
I'll help you train.
Okay, come here, come here, come here.
You're okay, you're okay.
You're ready.
- You did it. - Yes.
Let's do this.
- You can do it. Yes. - We believe in you, kiddo.
All right. Go, Percy!
Kick some lake ass, Percy.
- Hey, language. - Sorry.
Sam?
- Come on. - Okay. Okay.
All right, Pers, we got you.
Oh, my gosh. Okay.
- Whoo! - You can do it!
Come on, sweetheart.
- Whoo! Let's go, Percy! - You got this.
Whoo!
I hadn't even spoken to Sue since Sam and I ended things for good.
Um, it's so weird to me that she would change her will in 2021.
I don't understand.
Yeah, well, a lot of questionable things happened in 2021.
Tiger King, whipped coffee trend. The word "cheugy."
I'm just trying to make you feel better.
No, I need that.
I can't get the look on Sam's face out of my head.
It's so… It was so full of contempt, like
- I'd ruined everything all over again. - Mm.
- What was Sue thinking? - I don't know, but she managed
to cause a lot of drama from the grave.
If she knew about what I did…
You have to stop punishing yourself.
Uh, thank you. I don't…
I don't think we're quite ready for…
Okay. One of us is ready for round two. Thank you.
- She sent these over. - Oh.
Thanks.
Could this day get any weirder?
Mm, just bite your tongue.
Oh fuck, she's gonna grill me about last night.
- Hi. - Hi.
I just thought some congratulations were in order.
For?
For being the new owner of The Tavern, silly.
I heard, like, all about how Sue left it to you.
Whoa, already? Damn, this is a small town.
I'm not sure if "congratulations" is the word I'd use.
No, that is true. It is such
a double-edged sword. Sue left such a generous gift,
but also quite the burden.
- Right. - Running a seasonal
enterprise, especially from afar, seems like a big responsibility.
Mm, yeah.
Are you… maybe thinking of selling?
Why are you being so nice all of a sudden?
- What do you want, Delilah? - Mm… Want?
No, I just… I want to mark the occasion.
Well, you're biting your lower lip, which means you want something.
Okay, fine.
I want to buy The Tavern from you.
What the hell was that? You stormed out.
What'd you want me to do, stay and congratulate her?
No, instead you left me to deal with her.
I just can't believe Mom did that.
She made a monumental decision alone.
And then blindsided us.
And I'm supposed to just smile and act like everything's okay?
Look, I agree.
What Mom did was…
unexpected.
And I'm not exactly thrilled that
she left our family business to my ex-girlfriend,
but why do you care?
You're the one who wants to sell the place
and get rid of it. I mean, that's all you've talked about.
Because that should have been our decision.
I've been working for weeks
on lining up a buyer, and now…
Hold up. You've been talking to buyers? Who?
Delilah's been circling.
She wants it.
Delilah?
So, what, you've been plotting with her behind my back?
Plotting? Really?
Let's not get so dramatic.
What am I supposed to call it?
I mean, you were clearly hiding it from me.
When were you gonna tell me, after the sale?
I didn't tell you because I knew you'd react like this.
I obviously wasn't gonna do anything without clearing it with you first.
- Selling isn't the worst idea, you know. - Okay,
picture it: Soho House at the lake.
Like, bohemian chic, but, like, for rich people.
Look, low lighting,
velvet poufs, signature cocktails, members only
- for instant mystique. - Members only.
Uh, and… I don't know what the hell
a velvet pouf is, but I-I'm in. I-I will be a founding member.
- Yeah. - Whoa, whoa.
Members only? The Tavern?
Uh, that place is in desperate need for a little exclusivity.
No. No. No, no, no.
The Tavern is for everyone.
It's for locals, day fishers,
tourists, kids.
It's not for people who use "summer" as a verb.
Yeah, but velvet poufs.
- Mm. - No, no, exclusivity
is what's ruining this entire town.
Well, you can't stop progress, Percy.
Progress?
That-That's what you call all these cute little cottages
being replaced by 7,000-square-foot farmhouse McMansions
with not an ounce of soul or character?
- Sorry, "cute cottages"? - Mm-hmm.
Most of those are termite-infested, moldy money pits.
I mean, she's-she's not wrong. Although I-I do agree
that the modern farmhouse thing… it-it's overplayed.
Well, uh, it's… it is for the best.
I mean, even your old place is getting turned into a…
a soulless McMansion.
What?
Mm-hmm.
I mean, I knew it was being demolished,
but to be replaced by one of those? Really?
Mm-hmm. Word is they're building a boathouse
to make it look like a faux barn.
No. No, no, no, no. No.
Mm-mm.
Just a little higher, and I can do it.
Watch the feet.
Why do you have so many limbs?
How the hell did I get convinced to do this?
I want to go home.
No. You are one of us now, so, no.
Oh, I am?
- Aah! Aah! Oh, my God… - Oh, my God.
Ow!
You just kicked me in the boob.
Sorry. Just… just a little more.
- I can make it. - Use your core.
Yeah, use your core. One, two, three.
Hoist!
- Ow! - Oh, shit.
I'm okay.
Let us in!
Percy! Are you lost?
Come on, let us in!
It's weird.
In a few days, this won't be ours anymore.
Yeah.
Forty-eight hours, and it officially belongs to Percy.
You might be right about selling.
This place was always kind of an albatross.
But it was our albatross.
I mean, we spent a lot of our lives in this room.
I had my first beer here.
So did you.
Yeah, thanks to my irresponsible older brother.
Hey, you were 16.
Try 14.
Yeah, well, you were so sick the next day
- you swore off alcohol for a whole year. - Oh, God.
So, think of it as a public service announcement.
And then you made me the best
hangover breakfast burrito of my life.
- Do you remember that? - Mm-hmm.
Tater Tots, leftover brisket,
three kinds of cheese.
Pretty much a masterpiece.
Still chasing that high.
Let's not forget about the table here.
Remember when all of your ex-girlfriends sat together
and plotted your demise?
Yeah, you mean the "Charlie's an Asshole" support group?
- Terrible tippers. - Yeah.
Funny, three seemed like a low number.
I figured the meeting would be much better attended.
I can't believe
all of this was just left here.
It's like the Grey Gardens of Barry's Bay.
It got sold to some developer.
Guess no one really cares about this dump.
Hey, this was my home.
Not anymore.
A lot's changed.
Didn't seem like that last night.
So if I didn't walk in on you and Sam,
what would have happened?
I don't know.
Least you're honest.
Yeah, well, I followed the standard Percy formula.
One bad decision begets another bad decision.
It's pretty much my life mantra.
- Oh, come on. - You know it's true.
The past few years, I've been floating.
I-I go to work.
I go out. I drunk-text one of my hookups.
Then I do it all over again.
- I mean, that sounds pretty amazing. - Yeah.
Think the word you're looking for is "tragic."
Well, that's what your 20s are supposed to be.
Not married… and going to a country club.
Oh, that sounds awful.
Yeah, well, it sucks.
I haven't been in a real relationship since…
- Sam. - Mm.
Think I might still be in love with him.
Or maybe I'm in love with the idea of him.
Of us.
What we used to be.
I think I'm probably also
holding on to the idea of something.
Mm?
Whit hasn't even been to the lake this summer.
I haven't seen him in weeks.
- Wow. - But everything you keep saying…
It's just bullshit. It's all bullshit.
We decided to take the summer apart.
Kind of like a Kyle-Mauricio situation.
I have no idea what that means.
We just wanted to see what our lives would look like separately
and if we wanted that,
and then I've been miserable.
I had no idea. You've been really good at hiding that.
Thank you. Uh, I think.
I-I think that this is why I want The Tavern so bad.
It's just to focus on something other than my marriage,
my marriage failing.
Just something that's mine.
Not mine and Whit's, you know?
Mm.
I feel like I need this.
I understand.
I don't want to get married. I-I'm sorry,
hearing you talk about your relationship,
it-it makes me feel like I, like I can't
- breathe or something. - I thought-I thought you and Drew
- were happy. - I thi… I think-I think he is.
But me… all I do is work.
Then-then-then take a vacation.
- Relax. - Mm, mm.
No, that's the problem. I-I don't want to.
I like working. I…
Actually, I love it, and I…
I'm afraid that getting married will just get in the way of that.
I'm confused.
Well, marriage comes with the expectation that you're gonna share your life.
and I don't think I am capable of that.
- Oh, no, I would stay single. - Right?
Stop.
Drew loves you.
I know you love him too.
You're just scared. You're so scared.
- It's okay. - Maybe, maybe. I don't know.
Maybe. What is…
- Oh, my God! - What?
- Is there a spider? - N-No.
These are my old stories.
- Oh… - Oh.
Oh, man, I haven't seen these in years.
I won't miss this.
I used to hate doing this.
Me too.
The amount of random, weird, sticky substances
I've wiped off this bar…
I guess that's Percy's problem now.
What was Mom thinking?
She wasn't.
No, no, she wouldn't do something this big for no reason.
I mean, she always had a reason.
I just…
wish I knew what it was.
What?
Mom…
Well…
she didn't always make the best decisions.
Leaving The Tavern to Percy sort of tracks.
What are you talking about? She was incredible.
Sh… Warm, smart, had her shit together.
Not always.
What do you mean?
After Dad died, she kind of fell apart.
Yeah, I mean, she was grieving.
Yeah.
She was running this place, taking care of us.
No, she wasn't.
That first year… You were 11. Maybe you don't remember.
Or maybe you didn't see it. I tried to hide it from you.
See what?
Mom was…
…dark.
Down.
I guess some shrink might even say depressed.
Sometimes, she would just stay in her pajamas all day.
What are you talking about? She went to work.
Not often.
Sometimes I would come home from school
and she'd just be sitting at the kitchen table.
Staring.
It was scary.
I-I don't remember any of this.
That's because I tried to just keep things going for us.
That was the year we did sugar cereal rotation.
Yeah. Yeah, Monday was Fruity Pebbles.
And Friday was Frosted Flakes.
That was because I was doing the grocery shopping that year.
Damn.
I didn't know that.
I didn't want you to know.
As long as you were getting your homework done and made it to school.
How did I miss this?
- Sam, you were just a kid. - Well, yeah, but you were just 14.
I mean, that shouldn't have been on you.
It was my job to protect you.
She got better.
And things got better, but…
…and I feel bad for saying this…
…but I'm still so pissed at her.
She left us alone that year.
You're a good big brother, Charlie.
I love you guys.
We, like, need more love in this world, right?
- Especially as women. - Yes. Hard agree.
Like, if we don't have each other's backs, who-who else will?
Feels so good.
- Keep doing it. - Yes… I'm doing it, I'm doing it.
No… I just, I miss having girlfriends.
Ever since I got married, we just have couple friends.
And those wives are so basic and boring.
- Ew. - I hate them.
You are way more interesting than that.
- I know. I am. Thank you. - Yes. Of course.
And I just, I want real relationships.
- I… - Mm-hmm.
And I used to have them when I was younger.
Right, Percy?
What?
I mean, I was a good friend, wasn't I?
You were.
And I was actually a good writer.
I mean, some of this is beyond cringe, but there's a fearlessness here.
I don't think I could write like this anymore.
What happened?
I had so much confidence.
- Come on, Pers! - Let's go, Percy!
You got this!
- Come on, Percy! - You got this! Whoo!
- Come on! - You got this. Come on.
Hey, Mom, let's go meet 'em at the halfway point.
- Yes. Okay. - Come on, sweetheart,
you got this!
Come on, Percy. Come on.
Easy. Easy work.
You are doing so well. I'm so proud of you.
Come on, Percy!
- Whoo! - Let's go!
- Come on, Pers! - Okay! Yeah, Percy! Keep going!
You can do it!
- Whoo! - Aah!
Nice. Yes. Yes.
So close. Come on.
Killing it. Look at this. Come on.
Whoo! Yes!
Whew.
You are a total badass.
Y-You just did that without any breaks.
You were like a machine. That was insane.
He's so pretty.
Did you just say I was pretty?
Did I say that out loud?
Yeah, you are totally out of it.
Totally.
Oh, my legs feel like Jell-O.
I'm pretty sure my lungs are on fire.
Drink.
I am so freakin' proud of you.
Yeah.
I'm pretty freakin' proud of me, too.
And you're kicking me because…
I got too much adrenaline to sit still.
Making it across the lake, I feel like I could take on anything.
I mean, is there such a thing as swimmer's high?
Well, you conquered the water.
I think you can invent whatever you want.
Wow, that must be a really fascinating book.
You've been reading it all summer.
- Yep. - Good plotline?
- Riveting. - Mm-hmm?
Are you giving me shit for studying?
No. No shit-giving here.
Okay.
I like Concentrating Sam. It's cute.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Whoa. That looks like something that's supposed to be in one of my stories.
That skinless guy is nightmarish, even for me.
It's a diagram of the muscular system.
Okay. Oh, so, like…
the calf muscle.
Exactly. That thing you use when you're pretending to run.
Good to know.
Did you, uh…
Did you learn anything else from that book of yours?
Want to enlighten me, genius?
Okay, I…
guess I'll have to find some other future doctor
to educate me, then.
No, no, I-I got it.
Ankle.
And this is your knee.
I thought you were smart.
What grade level is that book?
Vastus medialis.
Vastus lateralis.
Tensor…
fasciae latae.
Are you done with the anatomy lesson, or…
…or should I keep going?
Are we doing this?
Hell yeah, we're doing this.
You two have spent a lot of time together this summer.
So I think it's time we have a little chat.
Oh, my God, Mom, no.
If-if you're sexually active, I…
- We're-we're not. - Yet.
I mean, I was 16 once,
and I think we can guess where this is going.
- Ah, no, no, Mom. - Sam,
people fall in love and have sex.
Even your mother.
And I know how close you two are.
I mean, this is not just something casual.
It's so much more than that.
And, you know, sometimes these beautiful relationships
can get, you know, complicated and even messy.
- People can get hurt. - That-that won't happen with us.
Well, I know you don't want it to.
But… And I don't want that for you either, but you want to be a doctor
and, Percy, you want to be a writer.
You have dreams…
- We do. - …and I don't want you to forget them.
Because they're your dreams.
Sometimes falling in love can make you walk away from those.
You know, it's just, things can get hard,
so just promise me that you won't forget what you want out of life.
I promise.
Yeah.
Can't believe I'm leaving tomorrow.
Yeah, I don't want you to leave.
I don't think the mosquitoes want me to leave either.
What?
You're being weird.
I've just… just been thinking.
Yeah?
About us.
- I've been thinking about us. - Oh, my God,
are you gonna say we're making a mistake?
No, no, no, no. God, no, no.
Look, we… Th-this…
We are so far from a mistake.
You are…
…maybe the best thing that's ever happened to me.
Okay. Good.
Good.
'Cause you're important to me, Percy.
Sam, is this an "I just want to be friends" thing?
'Cause I thought we were past that.
No, I just…
I've never… I don't know how to do this,
and-and I'm really afraid to screw it all up,
which I really feel like I'm doing right now because I just want to,
I want to get it right.
When we're ready to get it right.
I'm ready.
Yeah, but…
I mean, you leave tomorrow.
For a year.
I mean, we both have our own lives, Percy.
My internship at the hospital, your writing seminar.
So?
So, it's junior year.
I have so much pressure on me right now. I…
I can't go to college without a scholarship.
I have to focus, or all my plans will get screwed up.
Will you look at me, please?
So, we just go back to before?
Date other people?
I don't want another girlfriend.
I want you.
But I'd be a giant asshole if I said that we shouldn't be together right now
and then I still asked you not to be with anyone else.
That's not fair.
I mean…
even if it is exactly what I want.
You're an asshole either way.
No, no, no. Oh.
The cops are coming up the driveway. Um…
Okay, getting arrested is not gonna help me make partner.
So, yep, we're getting out. We're going.
- I don't do well in these situations. - You… Well, you're doing well right now.
- You got to go. Let's go. - I'm coming. Just let me…
- Guys! Guys! - Guys, come on.
- Guys, guys! - Percy, hurry up!
Guys. Guys, wait.
Okay, wait. Running's not my thing.
Come out with your hands up.
You bailed me out?
My buddy's the deputy. He called me.
I didn't…
need you to come here.
Wow. Okay, so no "thank you"?
Thank you.
You know what? Next time, I just won't come.
- That sounds about right. - The hell's that supposed to mean?
I'm tired of the mixed signals.
- Mixed signals? - Yes.
You showing up here.
And that swim in the lake yesterday. What was that?
- Two people swimming. - Uh-huh. Sure.
What about when you invited me to The Tavern
for some kind of late-night quasi-date situation?
I-I just wanted your help.
Right. You wanted to what?
Hang out? Catch up? 'Cause it sure felt like you wanted something more.
I c… I can't do this anymore.
I can't do this anymore. Any of it.
I'm so tired of being jerked around by you.
You reel me in and then you pull away.
I always thought you were a constant in my life
when we were young.
- But you're not at all. - Excuse me?
I never know where I stand with you.
You want me and then you don't. It…
My heart can't take it anymore.
It's confusing and hurtful and deeply unfair.
And I'm sure Taylor would feel the same way.
You're right.
I don't know what I was thinking.
I guess I-I just got confused…
…seeing you again, it…
…brought up feelings…
…from when we were kids.
Me, too.
But that was then and this is now.
It was wrong.
And I'm sorry.
It won't happen again.
- Hey, kiddo. - Hey, Dad.
I don't know what to do.
Well,
maybe The Tavern's the change you need.
What? No, no, that's not what you're meant to say, Dad.
Do you know that Sue called me
the day your first byline ran in The Seattle Times?
She did?
Your mom and I were so proud to see your name in print.
But Sue,
she wanted to make sure you weren't abandoning your fiction writing.
She knew how talented you were. H-How talented you are.
I had no idea you were still in touch. I…
I thought you and Mom wanted nothing to do with Barry's Bay after what happened.
Well, your mom wanted to run away.
Which I understand. You know, we were terrified.
But…
sometimes I wonder if, you know, we did the right thing in-in leaving.
- F-For you. - But this place is painful.
I know. Yeah.
But it's also the only place I've seen you truly inspired.
I think when we left the lake…
…you didn't just lose Sam,
you-you lost a little bit of yourself, too.
I couldn't write anymore. It's like I lost the joy of it.
Maybe Sue knew that.
I don't think it's a coincidence she changed her will shortly after our talk.
There's something about the lake.
It's like I feel the most like me.
You, uh, you'd come back from a swim and be full of ideas and…
we wouldn't see you until dinner.
I haven't felt like that since…
…well, since I left, really.
But I-I can't, I can't be in the same place as Sam.
Or Charlie.
Mom's right, they're-they're bad for me.
After the funeral, they will leave and go back to their lives.
But what if you're supposed to stay?
Do you remember
when you were training to swim the lake that summer?
What was it that you used to always say?
"The only way to the other side is through."
Maybe that still applies. Hmm?
You were right about Mom.
She didn't always make the best decisions.
Yeah.
Maybe she thought leaving Percy The Tavern
would help her in some way, but…
…doesn't help me, and I'm her son.
Percy being here…
…it's bad for me.
Okay.
Then we'll contest the will.
Look, I know we haven't always seen eye to eye…
…but you've always been there for me, Charlie.
A constant.
I feel like you're the only person I can really trust right now.
Yeah. Absolutely.
We got to trust each other, Sam.
No matter what.
I got you.
You always have.
And I always will.