Always Woodstock Page #3

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He was one of those artistic types...

super needy and blah.

- Ugh.

- Who's Garret?

I don't know.

. Hey-

. Hey-

- Hi.

- Hi.

- I'm Ryan.

- This is Ryan.

It's nice to meet you.

Yeah, we have to go,

like, right now.

- Why? No, I'm having fun.

- Hi.

It's good to

see that you're alive.

- What's up?

- Not much.

- Hello, Ryan.

- Don't speak to us.

I'm gonna make an effort

to be nice.

Oh, you know what, Garret,

I'm actually really happy

that you're here

because I wanted to introduce you

to my new man, Dylan.

- New man?

- What?

Dylan, Garret, Garret, Dylan.

It's... we can all just...

- Are you crazy?!

- What the hell, man?!

- Are you crazy?

- What are you doing?

I was lying, you animal.

- I was trying to make you...

- Why would you lie to me?

You should not lie to people.

Look what you made me do.

- You're an a**hole.

- Ow, Ryan, real mature.

- You need some ice.

- Oh, God.

What?

You know what?

I think you're right.

I think maybe we should

have some time apart.

I can't do this right now.

This is crazy.

I can't have this kind of press.

I'm punching people.

Yeah...

Look who's got it together.

I'm moving to Woodstock.

What?

This is the house I grew up in

and this whole time,

I forgot I had this option.

I mean, I haven't been there

in 20 years,

but I do technically

own this place.

- Is this about last night?

- No.

And what are you gonna

do there alone?

Write music...

and do crafts, which I love.

You're moving

to Woodstock by yourself

to a house you haven't seen

since you were four,

with no one there that you know

so you could write and do crafts.

Yes.

What?

- This is a horrible idea.

. Hey

Last night was supposed

to be about you getting out

of the house,

getting some fresh air

because you spent a whole week

on that damn couch,

and you looked like this tiny,

little Prozac commercial all curled up.

And we know this about you.

You run from things.

I am not running away

from anything.

I'm running to something.

And I have laundry.

So my dad called this morning,

asked me if I wanted to meet

Shelly again.

Said it's important.

He said it's mature.

He said that she means

everything to him...

and we wonder why I sleep

around so much?

We know this about him, okay?

He doesn't know how to protect

your feelings.

You just have to do it yourself.

You're gonna be fine.

Ooh, I'm gonna be...

mm, ooh, super fine.

Come here.

Let's pawn this b*tch

and get me a car.

Woodstock, New York,

is exactly one hour, 55 minutes

from the city.

You take

the George Washington Bridge

over the Palisades Parkway,

then west on route 23,

and right onto route 33...

and you're there.

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