Hey!
I mean, they're just kissing, right?
Yeah, but it is constant. It is constant.
I think you should talk to them.
No, no, 'cause talking doesn't work.
Not yelling, not ordering, talk to them.
It's really important that no matter how they respond,
you stay calm.
You cannot lose your temper.
I know that you both care about each other very much.
This does not sound like me at all.
There is something very wrong with this thing between you and El.
...which is why I think it's important to establish
these boundaries...
moving forward...
You wanna see real crazy?
You disrespect me again...
...so we can build an environment...
...where we all feel comfortable...
...and trusted...
...and open...
Share our feelings...
...to sharing our feelings.
This isn't gonna work.
I'm gonna drive you home, and I'm gonna...
...speak, and you're going to listen.
And then maybe...
maybe by the end of it, maybe if you're lucky,
maybe I will continue...
to allow you to date my daughter.
Emotions have been shared.
Boundaries have been set.
Order has been...
restored.
Wait, wait, it worked?
This is the first day in six long excruciating months
that they will not be seeing each other.
Yes! I think it worked!
When I say three inches... Three!
-Do you knock? Jeez! -Yeah! Jeez!
Oh, hey...
I'm sorry.
-I thought that... -Mike's not here.
Max wanted to have a sleepover.
Is that... OK?
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Who's Sarah?
Sarah?
Sarah's my girl.
Go, Daddy! Go, Daddy! Daddy, no!
She's my little girl.
Where is she?
It's such an interesting world.
Well, that's kind of the thing.
Kid, she...
Flatlining!
She left us.
There's gonna be a couple of ground rules.
Now, what did we talk about?
Dinner first, then dessert.
Always.
That's the rule.
They call them the Don't Be Stupid Rules.
You go out there, ghost or not, it's a risk.
We don't take risks. Alright?
They're stupid.
-And...? -We're not stupid.
You promised...
I go.
And I never leave!
Nothing ever happens!
Yeah, nothing happens and you stay safe!
-You lie. -I don't lie.
I protect and I feed and I teach.
I can fight.
Better than any of us.
But right now, I need you safe.
Protecting her?
Listen to me, the more people know about her,
the more danger she's in,
and the more danger you and your family are in.
What, so I should be thanking you then?
I'm not asking you to thank me.
I'm asking you to try to understand.
I don't! I don't understand!
That's fine. That's fine. Just do not blame her. Alright?
-She's upset enough as it is. -I don't blame her, I blame you!
-I blame you! -That's OK, kid.
-That's OK. -No, nothing about this is OK.
Nothing about this is OK.
You're a stupid, disgusting lying piece of shit.
-Stop it. Stop it. -Liar! Liar!
It's OK. Stop it.
-Stop it! -Liar! Liar!
You're OK, kid.
You're OK.
I can be so...
-So... -Stupid.
Yeah.
I've been stupid too.
I guess we broke our rule.
Feelings.
Jesus.
The truth is...
for so long I'd forgotten what those even were.
I've been stuck in one place.
I'm in a cave, you might say.
A deep, dark cave.
And then, I left some Eggos out in the woods
and you came into my life and...
For the first time, in a long time...
I started to feel things again.
I started to feel happy.
This is your new home.
But lately,
I guess I've been feeling...
distant from you.
Like you're...
you're pulling away from me or something.
I miss playing board games every night.
Making triple decker Eggo extravaganzas at sunrise.
And you know the great thing about it? It's only 8,000 calories.
I know you're getting older..
growing...
changing...
And I guess...
if I'm being really honest...
that's what scares me.
I don't want things to change.
But I know that's naive.
Let's just...
not how life works.
It's moving.
Always moving, whether you like it or not.
And, yeah...
Sometimes, it's painful.
Sometimes, it's sad.
And sometimes...
it's surprising...
happy...
So you know what?
Keep on growing up, kid.
Don't let me stop you.
Make mistakes. Learn from 'em.
And when life hurts you,
because it will,
remember the hurt.
The hurt... is good.
It means you're out of that cave.
But please...
if you don't mind...
for the sake of your poor old Dad...
keep the door open three inches.