Grace Unplugged

(INDISTINCT CHEERS)

(APPLAUSE)

CROWD:
(CHANTING)

Johnny! Johnny! Johnny!

(MUSIC PLAYING)

JOHNNY:
(SINGING)

Under the surface

We're all the same

Searching for purpose

Running from shame

I'm sorry I'm not

all the things that you want

All the things

that you thought I should be

I guess I'm not like you

Not something you're used to

Maybe something brand new

you've never seen

Wish I could read your mind

Come on, let me inside

I'll never waste your time

Misunderstood

Wish you could somehow see

that I will always be

All that you want from me

- Now?

- MICHELLE:
No...

No. Keep 'em closed!

All right?

- You ready?

- MICHELLE:
Ready!

All right, open 'em!

No way!

(SQUEALS)

(LAUGHS) Well, you've

been rocking out on mine,

I thought it was time

you had your own.

Oh, my goodness!

Hey, I'm not gonna let you quit

piano that quickly, but...

Happy birthday, baby.

Thank you!

(ALL LAUGHING)

MICHELLE:
All right, let's hear

something! Play it!

You've gotta let it

You, you've gotta let it go

You've gotta let it

You, you've gotta let it go

You've gotta let it

You, you've gotta let it go

You've gotta let it go

(GUITAR STRUMMING)

Even though I walk

Through the valley

Of the shadow of death

Your perfect love

is casting out fear

And even though I'm caught In the

middle of the storms of this life

I won't turn back,

I know You are near

And I will fear no evil

For my God is with me

And if my God is with me

Whom then shall I fear?

Whom then shall I fear?

Oh, no, You never let go

Through the calm and through the storm

Oh, no, You never let go

Every high and every low

Oh, no, You never let go

No, You never let go of me

Yeah

And I can see a light

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Hey, Miss Grace.

- Hey.

Where's my hug?

(CHUCKLES)

- You been practicing?

- Yeah.

Good. The recital's

coming up soon, you know.

You gonna be there?

Of course, you're my star

student. I wouldn't miss it.

- Cool. See ya later.

- See you, bud.

Hey, superstar.

Hey, Rach.

You rocked today.

(SCOFFS)

Yeah. Glad you thought so.

- Hey.

- (SIGHS)

Her light's still on.

Should I do it?

- I think it'll be encouraging.

- (SCOFFS)

After what she said in the car

and what she pulled in church,

she needs encouragement?

Go do it, John.

(SIGHS)

(RENAE SINGING INDISTINCTLY)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

- (MUSIC STOPS PLAYING)

- Come in.

- Hey.

- Hi.

Listen, um, about

what you said in the car...

Dad, I get it.

You're right, I'm wrong. I get it.

- Please, don't give me that.

- What?

You've obviously made up your mind.

We're not forcing you

to go to college, Grace.

It's just that music

is unpredictable.

- I said I'll go.

- (SIGHS)

We're done?

No.

Okay.

Look, I know your

birthday was last week.

And, um, I don't know

if this is the right time

or if any time's the right time

anymore, but this just came today.

- It's called a...

- I know what it is, Dad.

I probably should have

done it years ago...

So, now that I'm 18,

you think I'm gonna

start sleeping around or something?

- Is that what this is?

- No, of course not. We just...

Dad, I know what I'm supposed to do

or what I'm not supposed to do.

I don't need a ring to remind me.

What is the matter with you?

Every time we talk lately,

everything I say, it's a battle.

Like at church.

When I want you

on the piano, you play the guitar.

Today, we rehearsed a certain way,

I asked you to play it that way,

and you still just

do your own thing.

I have my own style.

Have you not noticed that?

It's worship, Grace,

we're there to worship!

The rest of us are

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