Hi.
I've loved you my whole life.
One way or another.
Well, well, well.
Prodigal son.
You're the prodigal one.
I'm just the black sheep.
Where were you?
In New York.
Upstate New York.
I guessed that.
I mean, when you... ran away,
it was a subject of a lot of debate.
Many people had theories
and most of them were Hollywood, but...
that was one of my guesses.
Why?
Covered bridges...
-You remember that? -Mm-hmm.
Told you that like half our lives ago.
Are you really walking by without saying hi?
Should get going,
I don't want to keep my parents waiting.
Some things never change.
I remember a 15-year-old Riley
sneaking out of my bedroom window
trying to make curfew.
I did my fearless moral inventory
and I found out that...
man, I'm a coward.
Don't do that.
Don't talk about yourself like that.
If anyone else talked about you like that,
I'd...
What?
Kick their ass.
-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.
-Kick their ass? -I'd kick it.
Just like this. Oh!
That was actually my thigh, so...
-So I'd kick their thighs? -Yeah.
I have this, um...
dream.
This recurring dream about it since I was inside.
I'm floating out in the middle of the bay,
in the middle of the waters.
Grey water, morning water.
And the more I have that dream,
the more I just know
that it's not in the cards for me.
I'm not getting off this island.
I know it.
And at night,
no matter what I might let myself hope or...
I know it.
But you...
you do anyway.
You always could do anything.
Hi.
I had that dream again last night.
The one on the water?
Yeah. Just like always.
Waiting on the sun. But this time...
you're there too.
What do you think that means?
You could come back tonight, maybe.
I can do that.
Where the hell have you been?
I have been calling you all day!
-I'm sorry. -Don't do that.
Where were you?
Do you remember a few days before you left town?
Crawled in my window,
woke me up, scared the shit out of me.
You wanted to take a boat out,
wouldn’t take no for an answer,
so we grabbed a row boat and rowed out.
Far.
Smoked a pack of cigarettes, watched the sun come up.
Will you do that with me now...
and go for a ride?
So, you've told me that story,
you...
brought me out here,
you...
have brought us out here
where there is nowhere for me to go.
I brought you out here, so I'd have nowhere to go.
I'm not as strong as you.
I never was.
I knew you wouldn't believe any of this unless you saw.
I want you...
to run.
But I believe you're going to row back
and do everything you can to try save them.
I'm just so sorry you have to see this.
I love you, Erin Greene.
I've loved you my whole life.
One way or another...
I love you too.
I did my best.
So, what do you think happens when we die, Erin?
Speaking for myself?
The body stops, a cell at a time,
but the brain keeps firing those neurons.
Little lightning bolts like fireworks inside
and I thought I'd despair or feel afraid,
but I don't feel any of that.
None of it.
Because I'm too busy...
too busy in this moment
remembering.
And of course...
I remember that every atom in my body
was forged in a star.
This matter, this body,
is mostly just empty space, after all,
and solid matter,
it's just energy vibrating very slowly
and there is no me.
There never was.
The electrons of my body mingle and dance
with the electrons of the ground below me
and the air.
I'm longer breathing.
And I remember...
there is no point where any of that ends
and I begin.
We are the cosmos dreaming of itself.
It's simply a dream that I think is my life.
Every time.
But I'll forget this,
I always do.
I always forget my dreams.