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if he responds right.

- You wanna play for me someday?

- Yes, sir.

The way I see it,

if you're ever gonna play it down,

you're gonna be the first one here,

and the last one to leave.

And that's how you respond to today.

- You got me?

- Yes, sir.

All right.

Now, I'm serious.

The first one here.

I'll see you in a few years, maybe.

See you then.

You did a great job.

I'm proud of you, too.

Thank you.

Hey, family, how you doing?

Barb, you're still the prettiest thing

in captivity.

- Good evening, Leo.

- Good evening.

Well, superstar, you ready

for a boys' night out?

- Yeah.

- Come on.

Did you try out for the team?

Let me get that for you, Daddy.

There's kids around.

Yeah, my kids. Including you.

Not one drop, you understand me?

You screw up, I don't care what Brandon

says, you'll never see him again.

You know, it's been a few years since

you've seen me, but I'm still strong.

- I can whip you to a frazzle.

- A few years?

Other than two weeks ago,

I haven't seen you in ten years.

The only thing about you that I remember

was strong was the smell of booze.

I have no idea

how you got Mom to agree to this.

Marty.

Marty, your father

is well-aware of the ground rules.

Eh...

We've been over them,

many times this week.

Yeah, some "ground rules"

is Barb-talk for riding on my butt.

Now, I was off the road for awhile,

but I'm... I'm back on now,

I'm back on.

And I do believe Brandon

has the right to know who his daddy is.

Like he doesn't have enough

against him already.

Marty?

Are we gonna go now?

Why, you two could drive

Saint Francis to drink.

Pardon me.

You came back.

Yes.

Why?

I don't know, exactly.

Why did you go away

without saying anything?

I don't know that exactly, either.

I think it was because of that fright.

- I know that sounds strange...

- Whoa.

You're looking

at something I lost, boy.

- What's that?

- My friend.

But I ain't complaining.

Yeah, there was a lot of boys

who didn't have any prime.

Well, Why'd you stop playing?

Well, your mama used to say,

God made me for two reasons.

One was to love her,

and the other was to play

good music for good people.

She called it, "My Pilgrimage Road."

She's a good woman, your mama.

Pure, bright light.

Yeah, she is one great flower,

your mama.

But... she had horrible taste in men.

I'll fly away, Lord

I'll fly away

One of these mornings

I'll fly away

One of these days when I die, oh, Lord

I'm gonna fly

Fly away

Come on.

Some glad morning

When this life is over

I'll

Fly away

Yeah.

To a home

On God's celestial shore

I'll fly away

Come on, celestial.

Oh, I'll fly away

Oh, glory

I'll fly away

Come on.

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