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Ezra!

You gotta stop this. I

can't listen anymore.

I've been practicing!

Yeah, but it doesn't matter

'cause you get worse every week.

It's kind of a miracle. I

don't know how you do it.

So what's the point? You're

no good, you don't like it,

you're not gonna be a professional.

You wanna end up like me,

working in a factory?

And every two months you're getting

a gig for 40 bucks at some dive?

You don't want that.

I don't even like this thing.

No! And it doesn't like you, either.

Trust me, I'm doing you a favor.

You'll thank me for this.

Thank you, Sir.

Oh, you're very welcome.

I want to be a dancer, like Beyonc.

Well, it's none of my business.

Okay. All right, good.

All right, get off. Get off me.

Get off. I'll go find your grandma.

She's still got to pay me for the session.

You gotta think of it like

putting down a horse.

Sometimes, it's the kindest,

most ethical thing you can do.

Well, thank you for being

so honest with me.

I really appreciate your candor.

Well, your grandson hasn't got

a musical bone in his body.

I know. It was so painful

listening in the other room.

And I had to sit across from him.

Okay.

- Al.

- Yeah?

I never told you this, but I've

seen you perform a few times.

- Ah...

- In the West Village

with Stan Getz, 1977.

It was stunning.

You saw me play with Getz?

Sure did.

What are you, following me?

No. I was following the music.

Um, hey. I'll see you at the store, okay?

See you at the store.

Yup.

All right.

See you tomorrow!

BYE, guys.

You know, at some point,

I'm gonna have to start

walking home on my own.

I'm 14.

Not on my watch, lovie.

This neighborhood is not the

same as it was 40 years ago.

Right. It's safer and more gentrified.

Barn.

And what is this?

It's my biology test.

Another day, another A.

Well done, kiddo.

I'm almost there.

Almost where?

You said, and I quote,

"You get straight A's, you get a puppy."

I like your confidence.

Must have got that from you, young man.

Not bad, kiddo. Not bad at all.

Happy Birthday, young man,

Didn't expect you broke

bastards to get me anything.

Temper your enthusiasm. It's not much.

That's just what I needed.

- Yup.

- Mmm-hmm.

- One can't get enough time.

- Oh.

Take a look at that cute picture.

Oh, yeah. My little K.

When you die, you can will

it to her as a memento.

Thanks, Al.

I'm sure she'll want a picture

of herself on a watch

from her dead grandpa.

Look at that. That's really something.

You bet, kid.

This corn is from World War Two.

Corn?

I thought this was...

I don't know what I thought it was.

I think I may rob a bank.

What was that?

I'm thinking of robbing a bank.

Oh.

I'm thinking about buying a Ferrari.

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