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Mason and Dad walk along the rocks, mid-conversation. They sit down near the water and begin taking off socks and shoes.
MASON
Yeah, I think she's about to get her
master's degree.
DAD
Well, then she's gonna start applying
for teaching jobs?
MASON
I think she already has.
DAD
Really? Where?
MASON
(shrugs)
All over.
DAD
All over Texas?
MASON
Yeah.
DAD
Well, if you gotta move, you gotta
move, you know? It's no big deal.
We can handle that. I'll still come
get you every other weekend. I mean,
unless she moves 500 miles away or
something, it'll just be a little
more car time. No big deal.
MASON
I'm just kinda sick of moving.
DAD
Well, I bet you are. But you know,
you never know. I mean, I might
have to move, right? I'm working
for this insurance company now.
These places get bought and sold all
the time. You know? We'll just
roll with it.
They take off pants, walk up to the water in boxer shorts.
MASON
I thought you were a musician?
DAD
I am but... life is expensive, you
know. Guy's got to be responsible.
What do you think?
Mason pushes his Dad into the water, then dives in himself.
DAD (CONT'D)
Hey, hey, you bast -- Oh you, punk
kid! You got no respect!
Dad splashes his son and they both begin to swim.
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