(Arly) HI MOM!

(Grace) WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

(Arly) I WANTED TO SEE YOU.

(Grace) AFTER THREE YEARS...

(Arly) I COULDN'T -- I CAN'T WATCH YOU DO THIS.

(Grace) I DRIVE BY YOUR HOUSE.

(Arly) I KNOW.

(Grace) HE'S BIG.

(Arly) YEAH.

(Grace) WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

ARE YOU, ARE YOU GOING TO TRY TO ...PUT ME SOMEWHERE?

(Arly) NO.

(Grace) WELL THEN, WHAT DO YOU WANT?

(Arly) I WANT TO TRY TO...DO SOMETHING.

ALL THE THINGS - WHEN I WAS A KID

THE... BOOZE...

AND THE MEN...

WHAT HAPPENED TO ME WHEN YOU WEREN'T LOOKING...

I KNOW WE'RE ALL WEAK.

(Grace) OH, NOT YOU.

(Arly) NO, I'VE BEEN WEAK.

WELL, HERE'S THE THING.

I FORGIVE YOU.

(Grace breaths deeply) OHHHH...

(Grace tries not to cry)

(Grace breathes deeply)

(Grace) I DON'T LIKE YOUR HAIR.

(Arly) I KNOW - I'M NOT PUTTING IT BACK.

(Arly) SO I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU SOMETIMES. IS THAT OK?

YES.

YOU CAN'T LIVE WITH ME.

NO, I --

(teasing) WHO WOULD WANT TO?

(fake laugh and sigh)

(Grace) CAN I SEE HIM?

NOT DRUNK.

(Arly) YOU GOT TO BE SOBER, EVEN IF IT'S JUST FOR 2 HOURS.

YEAH I CAN DO THAT.

(Arly) OKAY.

THEN I'LL COME AND FIND YOU, OK?

YEAH.

(Arly) OKAY.

(Grace) WHY DID YOU DO THIS, ARLY?

(Narrator) SOOO...