[guitar plays] ♪ ♪ You know, man, in the
old days… I always knew, like,
you were gonna do something. That you’d be
all right. It’s the first time I’m
worried about you. Can I ask you a
personal question? Okay. ♪♪ Do you write songs
or anything? I don’t sing my
own songs. Why? I just don’t feel
comfortable. Why wouldn’t you feel
comfortable? Almost every single person
has told me they like the way
I sounded… but that they didn’t like
the way I look. I think you’re beautiful. ♪♪ -Hey.
-What? I just wanted to take
another look at you. ♪ ♪ Here’s what we’re
gonna do. You come sing that song
that I love. No, I can’t do that. You’re coming.
Here we go. Jack, Jack, please,
it’s not funny. -Jack.
-Look at me. All you got to do
is trust me. That’s all you
got to do. [cheering] [guitar plays] ♪♪ [cheering] ♪♪