Original subtitles

MAN: Gertrude Stein labeled the youth culture in Paris

members of a lost generation.

Ernest Hemingway replied defiantly,

that all generations were lost by something

and always had been and always would be.

And he chuckled to himself with an air of certainty and self-satisfaction.

And then he got old and killed himself.

MAN: Daniel!

Tom?

MAN: Hello, Daniel?

I've been in a car for three and a half hours.

Where the fuck are you?

Hey there, Tom.

TOM: Mmm!

Danny boy!

Tom-Tom!

What the fuck is this?

Hey, Tom.

So what's new, man?

How's work?

I got fired.

Really?

Jeez, sorry to hear it.

Don't mention it.

But your dad runs the company.

Yes, he does.

So who fired you?

Who do you think?

(LAUGHING)

What'd he say?

"Tom, you're fired."

That's it?

Did he give you a reason?

Probably, but I wasn't listening.

Might be why he fired you.

What'd you say?

You're kidding, right?

Anyway, he must have told my mom,

'cause she called later that day to tell me her firm wasn't hiring.

She was very insistent about that.

But I went by anyway to see if I could get a job.

Didn't get one.

Knocked over the water cooler on the way out.

(ECHOING) Might have been a little over the top.

But I'm good.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

(CASH REGISTER DINGING) Daniel.

What?

MAN: That'll be $237.11.

How have you been, young man?

Oh, I'm fine, Mr. Chambers.

Well, we're gonna miss you coming up here.

Me, too.

We're sorry about your parents.

Thanks.

Daniel, hold up.

How are we supposed to get this back to the house?

TOM: But, look at it this way, If I still had a job,

then I wouldn't have been able to come up here this weekend.

And we're gonna have a fuckin' blast, right?

Yeah.

Hold on.

(ZIPPER UNZIPPING)

(TRICKLING)

What the hell happened here?

It's where the accident happened.

(TRICKLING STOPS)

(TRICKLING RESUMES)

So was it a deer or something?

Yeah, I don't wanna talk about it.

If you insist.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Okay, man.

Whoa, hey, hey! Asshole!

No, you can't tell me to calm down.

James? Give me one more minute, Tom. Nice to see you.

Hey. Tell me more... What the fuck?

Tom! What the fuck, man?

That's my fuckin' phone!

You almost killed us.

Paying our respects.

Oh, shit.

Hey, James.

(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY) Hey.

Man...

Fuck.

Still, you shouldn't have thrown my phone, Tom.

Call was work-related.

Fuckin' asshole.

Throwing my fuckin' phone in the fuckin' forest.

Typical.

You seen his show?

Yeah.

I also ran over a dog once.

Ask me which one I'd rather do again.

Man, you really hocked his phone.

(MUTTERING)

Yeah, well, he deserved it.

(JAMES MUTTERING)

Can one of you guys call my phone?

(SNEEZES) Bless you.

Well, congratulations, we've got enough alcohol to kill a small horse.

We have enough for tonight.

Daniel Thatcher.

Hey, Abby. Martin.

Where were you guys?

Checking out the spot where Daniel's parents died.

Oh. Oh.

Shit.

We're not talking about it.

Okay. Hey.

TOM: Hey, buddy. Hey, buddy.

How are ya? (LAUGHING)

Hey, man. Hey, man, how are you?

Good.

Nice ride.

Thanks.

Why are you wearing that?

Uh, out of respect.

For who?

We're not talking about it.

Oh, right. Remember?

Just said that. Got it.

So,

getting rid of the house.

Well, I knew you guys would kill me

if I didn't give you a chance to say goodbye.

Mmm-hmm. Totally.

Mmm-hmm.

When do you have to be out?

Uh, Monday.

Oh. You hiring movers or something?

No.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Yeah.

I'm gonna go change.

Is he doing okay?

In the last hour?

You haven't spoken to him since the funeral?

I wasn't at the funeral.

You didn't go?

Clearly you didn't, either.

Right, but we sent flowers.

Shit!

Oh, uh, Martin, go get some towels.

Wait, hold on.

Look, good as new.

Um... No.

It's fine. Here he comes.

It's not...

So...

How are you, dude?

I'm good.

Whenever you're ready to talk,

we're here for you, buddy.

I don't need to talk.

Look, I can't take any more condolence bouquets,

or letters, or sad phone calls.

All right? They're gone.

And every time I get a new delivery of flowers or an old photo of them,

I have to find a new place to put it,

and eventually it ends up in another box.

And I feel like I'm having to bury them all over again, and it's like,

how many times do I have to bury someone before they finally die?

Am I sitting in spilled beer?

Sorry. God damn it, Tom, I...

I just fucking changed.

ABBY: I told you...

Whoo!

ABBY: Oh. What the fuck was that?

I have arrived.

Oh, hey! Hey!

Oh, my God, yeah! Oh!

How are you doing?

WOMAN: James. DANIEL: Shit.

Hey, Tom.

I take it you didn't find your phone?

Come here for a second. What happened to your pants?

I slipped in shit, Tom!

Don't go... Hey! Oh, God, oh, God!

Come on, be careful.

Adiós! I'm gonna fuckin' kill...

God damn it. TOM: Fuck!

What was that? Tom stole James' car.

He wasn't very happy about it.

MARTIN: Well, falling in the lake's probably not gonna help.

ABBY: They fell in? No, just James.

Tom's on the dock, laughing,

and now he's poking James in the head with a stick.

Would one of you guys please help me for a second?

Hey, Daniel, calm down.

Just give me the towel. You sit down. Okay.

You are going through a lot right now.

You are?

Yes. No.

You're paying to have these clothes dry cleaned.

Not a chance.

James, you're getting the floor all wet.

Who cares? You're selling the house.

I thought you already sold the house.

Foreclosed the house.

I thought we weren't talking about it.

You're just going through so much right now.

I'm fine. We all feel terrible.

I need a towel. You look tired.

I need a drink. You want a drink? I would take a drink.

I think we should drink right now.

James, you shouldn't be so mad, man.

(ALL CLAMORING)

What's going on with you?

Why don't you just relax? I don't need to relax!

(CLAMOR STOPS)

WOMAN: Hello?

Hello?

Olivia!

Hey, guys.

All right, James, just dry yourself off,

and try to take a deep...

Shit.

Hey.

What the hell is she doing here?

We came up for the party.

What do you mean, "we"?

What do you mean, "party"?

(KNOCKING AT DOOR) MAN: Hello?

Sweetie...

Sweetie, this is Daniel.

Hi.

And these are some of his childhood friends.

Guys, I'd like you to meet my fiancé, Henry.

Martin! Uh, why don't you take Henry upstairs

and you can show him where to put their bags.

Right.

Oh, that'd be great, yeah. Hi.

How you doing? I'm Martin.

Nice to meet you. I'll give you the grand tour.

Perfect. Yeah, can you believe it?

Be right back.

Were we not supposed to bring guests?

(SIGHING) She... I...

Here we are.

Uh...

Actually, you're probably gonna want to be over here.

Oh, okay.

So, you guys all grew up around here, yeah?

Well, we, uh, all used to come up here as kids,

but I don't think we've actually all been here together since high school.

Oh.

Yeah!

Great.

Okay, see ya downstairs.

Okay.

(SIGHING)

(SIGHING)

(BOTH GIGGLING)

Just don't move. Okay.

Yeah. I'm like...

(CHUCKLES)

(CHOPPING FOOD)

(CHOPPING FOOD)

(MOUTHING)

(SIGHS)

Salad is done.

Ring. What?

Ring. Oh!

Thank you.

Yours never slips off?

It gets tighter every year.

I haven't had mine fitted yet.

Hmm.

This is an awkward question,

but I don't have anyone else our age to ask.

What is it like?

What?

(SOFTLY) Marriage.

Oh! (CHUCKLING)

It has its hurdles.

I mean, don't get me wrong,

I... I love Martin. I do, but...

Can I just offer you one piece of advice?

Please.

Don't make more money than he does.

Oh, my God, I don't think that's gonna be a problem for Henry and...

There's just nothing more unattractive than financially supporting your husband.

We haven't had sex in three months.

Oh.

You know, I just work too hard to come home

and pretend to be turned on by unemployment.

I think he thinks this weekend is gonna be

some sort of jump start to our sex life or something.

He's been weirdly hinting at it since we got here.

I see.

Nothing is gonna happen.

Mmm.

Right.

Have you seen James's TV show?

Oh. (LAUGHING)

Yeah.

I've never seen it, James.

What?

(CHUCKLING) You heard me.

Why not?

It looks terrible.

It is terrible.

Then why would I watch it?

Look, a lot of actors go into reality TV for the exposure.

That opens so many more doors. Right, okay.

I'm not judging you, James. I totally get why you did it.

But don't go around asking everyone's opinion

when you already know it's a total piece of shit.

Okay, I'm a sellout.

Oh, whatever.

At least you're making money.

You're in school.

Do you know what I'm getting my master's in?

Ornamental horticulture.

You mean like flowers and stuff?

Five queens.

Wait... B.S.

(SIGHING) Damn it.

Five queens, huh?

Shut up.

You know, I don't think we can play this game with two people.

Okay, well, I'm gonna get another drink.

You think of another game for us to play.

Garçon, another round.

Uh, you're not even done with that yet.

Merci.

Gimme that.

ABBY: Martin! (COUGHING)

Run, run, run, run, run run, run, run, run.

So, Tom, I hear you, uh, work at a law firm.

I got fired.

Oh.

By my dad.

Oh.

Daniel...

Yeah?

You okay, man?

I'm never better.

ABBY: Dinner's ready!

Wait, I've gotta change.

Charley, digging the pits.

Thank you! Two weeks.

Not really appropriate dinner conversation.

Abby, you could do it, too.

Oh... You could.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Oops.

Okay!

Well, we have, uh, lake house classic,

Thatcher's world-famous mashed potatoes,

Cobb salad, macaroni and cheese with bacon,

flank steak, and a vegetarian risotto.

Who the fuck is a vegetarian?

I am.

Hey, Abby, can I try some of that risotto?

Uh, sure.

Oh, my God! That is delicious.

All right, let me try a bite.

Oh, okay... It's just, I only made enough for me.

Oh, my God.

Abby! Abby, it's so good!

It's like meat good.

No, serious, you have to try this.

Yeah, it's so good. Seriously... Oh, just...

Yay, that's delicious. Can I get a little bit?

Oh, that's... That's great. Just pass it around.

Try it, Henry.

Yeah, I... I don't think she wants us to do that.

ABBY: Oh, that's great, give it to Tom.

I have to try this. ABBY: That always ends well.

Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!

Mmm, that is so good!

I guess you will be sticking with the mashed potatoes.

To the vegetarian!

ALL: To the vegetarian!

Hey, I would like to thank everyone for...

Well, almost everyone... For coming.

Kidding, I love ya.

As you all you know, my parents are dead.

Uh, not that any of you came to the funeral.

(CLEARING THROAT) Anyway, they're dead,

and I lost the house.

And it took a freak accident to, uh... To kill 'em.

So, hey, this is a moving out party in their honor.

Uh, you know, so we can keep on making...

(GLASS HITTING TABLE)

Dreams, memories, last a lifetime.

In the sky. Cheers-O.

Bam. (HICCUPPING)

Well said.

That was nice. Uh, well, I...

I would just also like to add, um...

Uh, thank you for having us for the weekend.

Um, I'm really looking forward to getting to know all of you.

Um, Olivia has told me such wonderful things...

Yeah, thanks, Henry. I'm sure she did.

Hey, remember, Olivia, when we cooked that

mac and cheese at your apartment on Birch Street?

Uh... Oh, yeah.

(WHISPERING) We were naked.

You know, I actually can't eat dairy anymore.

(SIGHING)

Really?

Fuck.

So, James, congrats again on the TV show.

Henry and I saw a couple of episodes.

Yeah! Oh, thanks, guys.

It's good, right?

It seems very popular. Yeah, a lot of our...

A couple of our friends...

have seen... Yeah.

It's good. It's good.

I do miss the stage, though.

James used to be in all the plays in high school.

And Charley was always backstage,

waiting to give him a blowjob.

Oh, Tom, you are so bad.

Speak for yourself. I give great blowjobs.

Charley was a bit of a tart in high school.

It's true, I dated pretty much everyone...

Except Daniel, so don't worry.

Not worried.

What about me?

Nothing, buddy. You just...

You keep on

sulking.

(BOTTLE BANGING)

Speaking of school plays,

we found a picture... Oh, my God.

Of Henry acting in a play at school.

Yeah, it's a... Yeah.

Um, in seventh grade

we did Pirates of Penzance... Tell 'em.

And I played the Major General.

Great part.

"Oh, men of dark and dismal fate,

"forego thy cruel employ.

"Have pity on my lowly state,

"I am an orphan boy." So...

ABBY: Aw. Bravo.

It's like burned into my brain.

Bravo, right? I can't get rid of it.

This guy.

"Two roads diverged in a wood.

"And I...

"I took the road less traveled by.

"And that has made all the difference."

(STAMMERING) Is that, uh, Pirates of Penzance?

Yes.

I speak French!

Oh, yeah?

Oui.

Before the accident...

My parents died in a car accident...

I know. I, uh... (STAMMERING) I wanted to say...

"I wanted to say."

Anyway, I, before the accident,

was writing my thesis on the Lost Generation.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(WHISPERING) That's French.

(MIMICKING EXPLOSION)

I know.

Can I ask you a question?

Do you speak French?

No. No, no, no, no.

'Cause all the greats came from Paris, man.

I mean, Hemingway, you know, uh, uh,

Fitzgerald, Henry Miller...

Oh! Why are you pinching me?

You don't remember when we used to read

Henry Miller to each other?

Uh, vaguely. I...

He was the first author to really celebrate

the word "cunt."

Okay, Martin, dinner! Ah, yeah.

I love... (HICCUPPING) I love cunts.

I hate them.

That's 'cause you love cock, Tom.

Mmm, very clever, Daniel.

Thanks, pal. Hey, I'm gonna go open another bottle of DuVon.

That's French. Hit me!

HENRY: Yeah. Boom!

Okay. Yeah.

Could I get that mac and cheese?

Yes, for sure.

Excuse me for a second.

Just gonna go over here for a bit.

DANIEL: She's the one. She is the one!

Listen to me, she's the one.

She's the one. Yeah, I got it.

Listen, are you sure? Yeah.

You're sure? (SIGHING)

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

All right, fine. I'm in.

Really... Man.

Hey, it's all right.

♪ I have information, too, about the matters...

BOTH: ♪ Mathematical! ♪

(ALL STAMMERING)

Harmonize, "do"... Yours first...

Take a shot with me.

Yeah. Oh, and... Here.

I'll take care of Henry.

Here. Here, this is a condom, okay?

Whoo!

Always good to have one, you know.

Hopefully, she'll just let you slip it in,

no questions asked, right?

You're a gentleman. Okay, yeah.

Here we go.

Boom! Boom.

(ALL HARMONIZING)

ALL: ♪ I am the very model of a modern Major General

♪ I've information vegetable

♪ Animal and mineral I know the kings of... ♪

Oh, hey, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom.

Where's Daniel? We need a tenor.

Uh, he's having a glass of water.

(GLASS BREAKING) DANIEL: Oh, shit!

Hey, you know, I'll go.

MARTIN: Uh, all right, all right, where were we?

Remember that time I planted coke in your professor's briefcase?

Junior year.

I need your help. Okay.

For the record, I am not going to be a part of this.

No shit.

James will help.

He seems a little taken with Henry.

Oh, no, no, no. That's easy.

Hey, uh, Henry... Henry. Hey, Henry!

Yeah?

What did you think of James's show?

Uh, um...

Uh, we... Well...

Olivia and I both kind of thought it was a little

shallow, but, um...

Oh. Oh, that's...

That's too bad.

No offense.

None taken.

What are you doing?

Put the sculpture down.

His head fell off.

I can fix it.

This victim routine needs to stop.

What victim routine?

You're the victim here.

What does that even mean?

That guy's ugly. He's ugly.

He doesn't even speak French.

You barely speak French.

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

Okay, that was at least five languages.

Five times better than that guy.

He doesn't even speak one.

This isn't charming.

Come on, it's a little charming.

No, it's not. It's a little charming.

Stop. Like, un pequeñode charm.

You are so drunk.

You know what?

You're beautiful. Take a shot with me.

For old time's sake?

Come on.

Are you gonna behave?

Oui.

Oh!

Oh! Sorry.

You fucker.

Sorry. I had to.

Don't. What?

You know what we should do?

Ooh, good idea.

Wait.

So, Henry...

Hank. Hank.

Do you mind if we call you Hank?

He doesn't mind.

Tell us about yourself.

Who is Henry? Hank.

Oh, Hank. Yeah, sorry.

Um, (STAMMERING) Well, I grew up outside Pittsburgh, um...

Pittsburgh, wow.

(BOTTLE BANGING)

Ladies and gentlemen,

the gauntlet has been thrown.

Miss Olivia Marie Pierce has requested a round

of whiskey slaps.

Boom! Hey!

Did not start.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

Hank, you're gonna love this.

Okay, so, what's a whiskey slap?

Simple. You take a shot of whiskey, I slap you.

You slap me? I slap you.

So, you hit me? That's right.

Honey, you don't have to do this.

(ALL SHOUTING AND BOOING)

No, it's all right. It's okay, it's okay.

It's all right. I don't mind.

All right, now. Uh, okay.

Great! I'll go first.

Okay.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

Was that too hard?

Oh, no. Ow. Yeah.

Oh, no, no, Henry. Henry!

That was perfect. No, it was fine.

Now it's your turn. That was great.

That's fine. It was a little hard.

CHARLEY: It's your turn.

ALL: Oh!

Oh, God, I got him right in the face!

JAMES: And that's what a Whiskey Slap is.

All right, all right, all right, all right.

Next up, Martin.

Ahhh! Look at you!

And Charley! Yes!

(ALL CHEERING)

JAMES: Oh, God. Oh, my leg!

Don't hold back.

Don't worry.

(ALL SHOUTING)

(LAUGHING) Yes!

All right. Okay.

Here we go. Okay.

Ow! Ooh! Sorry.

Wait. Go, go, go!

Go! Ow!

God damn it. (SCREAMS)

I'm sorry! Oh, it's...

I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

(SPUTTERING)

I did it!

I did it.

TOM: Should slap him again.

JAMES: Okay, all right, all right, all right.

Next pair, That was fantastic.

Daniel and Olivia.

(ALL CHEERING) Yes! Good match up!

Let me show you how it's done here.

Go get her! All right.

Okay, come on, girl.

Oh, boy. (BOTH CLEARING THROAT)

Are you ready? Am I ready?

Are you ready?

Mmm-hmm. Cheers.

(GLASSES CLINKING)

(ALL SHOUTING AND LAUGHING)

(LAUGHING) Oh, my God!

What's wrong with you?

You'll see. TOM: Yes, finally!

Perfect!

OLIVIA: I'm just really good at this.

Everything was good about that.

Do another one!

(POP MUSIC PLAYING)

MARTIN: Scream Machine.

Everybody wants to hear Scream Machine.

You want to hear Scream Machine.

I do want to hear it!

(MUSIC MUTED) (CAMERA WHIRRING)

Fellas, boys,

what are we doing? You're in?

Whoa, that's fast. You...

TOM: What do you... What does it look like we're doing?

I know what you're not doing.

You're not keeping an empty shot glass, my friend.

Not on my watch. You, you're in?

I don't like you. We're waiting for you

to fill up the fucking drinks, you pussy.

I really don't like you.

Hey, how is it going?

James is trashed, I'm well on my way,

and Henry is a fucking machine.

Say what you want about the guy,

but he can hold his liquor.

All right. What the fuck is that?

Slip him one of these.

What is that? It's a roofie.

Why do you have a...

I'm sorry, I forgot who I was talking to.

All's fair in love and war.

What do we know about love and war?

That's nice. (LAUGHING)

Oh...

Let's go skinny-dipping!

Yeah! Whoo!

Yes, yes, yes, yes. Yeah.

Oh, you guys have fun. I'm gonna go to bed.

Martin.

Um... No skinny-dipping?

I'm tired.

Okay.

(HUMMING)

All right, skinny-dipping. Let's do this.

(ALL CHEERING)

Wait, one more shot. Let's go, pussy.

One more? All right. I'm not afraid.

Whoo!

Behind you... Whoo!

Whoo!

(SCREAMING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(MARTIN SINGING)

ABBY: What is that?

Um, that is our theme music.

(SIGHING) Oh, God.

Is something wrong?

You let everybody eat all of my risotto at dinner.

What?

You don't stand up for me enough.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I won't do it again.

Now come to bed.

(SIGHING) You're only thinking about sex.

Well... (SIGHS) Well, at least one of us is.

Martin...

Come on.

Let's get dirty.

(CHUCKLES) You want to get dirty?

What... What, do you want me to say nasty things?

Yeah. Oh, I know,

maybe we can just have some anal sex.

Why can't we try it?

Oh, my God.

You honestly don't feel different being in this house?

We lost our virginities in this room together.

Mr. Thatcher shook my hand afterward.

Sorry, what? You don't get nostalgic

walking around this place?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, I get to go first.

Why did Daniel's father shake your hand

after we lost our virginity to each other?

I asked his permission first.

Oh, my God. What?

(STAMMERING) I was nervous.

I wanted to make sure he was okay with it.

Oh. And he gave me some pointers.

Okay, you know what? Stop talking.

We are going to bed. We are going to sleep!

Just sleep.

Well, what about having sex?

You are still asking permission to have sex?

DANIEL: Three, two, one.

OLIVIA: (SCREAMING)

(LAUGHING)

(LAUGHING)

(SHUDDERING)

DANIEL: Tom!

You son of a bitch. Daniel...

Daniel, I'm in the water.

DANIEL: Tom, Tom, I know you're in the water.

(EXHALES) I guess this is just like old times.

Yeah.

Now that Hank's out of the picture.

(CHUCKLING) (SCOFFING)

Modern major asshole.

So James...

(EXHALING) Just like old times?

Oh.

Am I being rejected?

What? No. No, no.

I... I promised Tom I'd get him stoned.

Hope you acted better than that on your show.

It's a reality show. I know.

(EXHALING)

What the hell was that for, Charley?

James, I'm horny and I'm going to bed.

If you'd like to join me, I'll be upstairs.

(WHISPERING) Okay.

I'll be right up. Okay.

All right.

OLIVIA: Does anyone know where the towels are?

Hey.

Hey.

I was just looking for towels for everybody.

I... Me, too.

There they...

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

That was epic.

I don't remember the last time I had that much fun.

Oh, yeah? Yeah. (CHUCKLING)

It reminded me of your parents.

(SOFTLY) Sorry.

No, it's okay.

Reminds you of what?

Uh, this one time,

you were down by the dock

and I went up to the house to get a glass of water,

and your parents were slow-dancing by the refrigerator.

And your dad kept whispering things to your mom

and she kept laughing.

I remember thinking it was so weird

'cause there wasn't any music playing.

And then your mom saw me and called me over.

I was so nervous 'cause

I thought I had, like, ruined the moment or something.

But they just pulled me into one of those big hugs that they do.

And your dad said...

"The best dances come in the space

"between the bedroom and the refrigerator."

(CHUCKLES)

Did I ever tell you that story?

A couple of times.

Really? Yeah.

I am really drunk.

No, that's okay, I...

I love that story.

Me, too.

You hid all the towels, didn't you?

Yes, I did. (CHUCKLING)

Sorry about that.

Does anyone know to come in here looking for one?

Um, so,

where exactly is the space

between the bedroom and the refrigerator?

Are you gonna ask me to dance?

No.

Where the fuck is Daniel?

He was supposed to bring me a towel.

What happened to Charley?

She went to bed.

She didn't want a piece of reality's hottest new hunk?

You want to get high?

Do you want me to get high?

Hello?

(SIGHING)

(CHUCKLING)

(SIGHING)

Whoa.

Whoa.

Morning.

(CLEARING THROAT)

Good morning.

(GRINDER WHIRRING)

Charley, honey, can you please stop that?

I need coffee.

Good morning, ladies.

ABBY: There is no food. What?

No food.

You and Martin have a wild night, Abs?

Shut up.

I slept like a baby.

No one keeping me up.

What about you, Olivia?

How'd you sleep? I slept all right.

I drank a little too much.

How's Henry feel?

Uh...

He's passed out still, I think, actually.

Huh. (MARTIN HUMMING)

Good morning, lover.

No, not now, Martin.

Crikes.

Sounds like somebody could use a cup of coffee.

(GRINDER WHIRRING) Damn it, Charley.

Yep, it's broken. Good morning, Olivia.

Morning, good morning. How are you?

I'm officially gonna snap.

You know, I'm a little worn out,

but I can't complain.

Right, sweetheart?

If you touch my ass I will slug you.

It's about to start raining frogs in here.

So how did you and Henry sleep?

Morning, guys.

Buddy!

Wild night last night, right?

Yeah, it was.

(THUD)

What the fuck, Charley?

I need coffee, okay?

So we will go into town

and get you a cup of coffee.

Okay.

Go wait in the car. Okay.

Martin, you can clean this up.

Yeah.

Hey. I'm... I'll drive.

(CLEARING THROAT) (DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSING)

Six pack in the boat?

Love that. Great.

TOM: Last night we're not gonna talk about it?

JAMES: Yes, we're not gonna talk about it.

TOM: What the fuck's happening?

Hello.

Oh. Hey, man.

What did you hear?

Huh?

What? Nothing.

Uh, how'd you sleep, man? What's up?

(GROANING) I don't know.

I feel kind of... Drugged?

What? Nothing.

James and I were just talking about...

Food. We were talking about food, Tom.

Whatever you say, Jimmy.

Shut up.

See you, Hank.

(DOOR OPENING) Bye.

(DOOR CLOSING)

(SIGHING)

MARTIN: Do you think we should have invited Henry along?

The thought never even crossed my mind.

The thought never crossed your mind?

No. What about last time?

I was fucked up on Ecstasy.

If you say so. Fuck off, Tom.

I told you I don't want to talk about last night.

Anybody feel like talking about last night?

Oh, my God.

(PANTING) Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You okay?

Okay, calm down.

(PANTING)

Abby, what's wrong?

I had the worst night of my life.

I had the best night of my life.

(CHUCKLES) What happened?

Abby and I took it to a whole new level in the bedroom.

Really? What are we talking about here?

I'm talking about anal sex. Shh!

I don't see what the big deal is.

I thought it was great.

I thought it was terrible.

Did it hurt?

You mean like emotionally?

No, I mean anally.

No, of course not.

You lucky bitch.

You lucky son of a bitch.

I know!

What did she say this morning?

I didn't say anything.

I felt so disgusting,

especially after he started doing that gross porn music.

(IMITATING PORN MUSIC)

Don't beat yourself up. When I first did it,

I thought my hips were being dislocated.

Likewise. Wait a minute.

Both of you have tried it?

Are you kidding me?

I couldn't walk right for two days.

Daniel's not even that big.

I guess I'm just that big.

Wow. I hope I didn't hurt Abby.

She would have let you know, trust me.

Trust you?

All I'm saying is you can talk to me about it.

Fucking drop it. Fine.

Do you want to do it again?

I don't ever want to do it again.

You don't have to. I never did.

I did, twice.

And one of the guys was Samoan.

What does that even mean?

Don't ask.

Don't tell. Okay, I promise.

Can you really keep this secret?

So you want to keep this secret?

Yes.

No! Yes.

No. Yes.

How long has James known he's gay?

I'm not (SOFTLY) gay.

Sure.

We're just two heterosexual men

talking about anal sex at a fruit stand.

It was a mistake.

A mistake? That's all.

Something tells me Daniel remembers it differently.

(BOTH IMITATING PORN MUSIC)

Are you gonna tell Henry? I don't know.

He was still passed out when we left.

I don't think you should tell him anything. What?

Maybe I should just tell him, you know?

Put the poor guy out of his misery.

Do you really think that's a good idea?

Olivia's probably too scared to say anything.

She's waiting for someone else to do it.

What about Henry?

Fuck it. Who gives a shit about Henry?

Daniel doesn't give a shit about Henry.

You're right. You're right.

I think we better turn around.

Oh, yeah.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

What's going on?

I wasn't sure you were coming back.

What do you mean?

(CHUCKLING)

Well, now that everyone's all here.

I thought we could play that Whiskey Slap game again, huh?

What do you say?

What? Yeah. Here we go.

One for me.

Here you go.

Come on, take the glass.

Honey.

Take it.

All right? (GLASSES TAPPING)

Cheers.

(EXHALES) Okay.

Now, slap me across the face.

Come on, give me a good slap, okay?

I mean, I came all the way out here to be with you.

I took time off work.

I drove for hours in the goddamn woods to find this place.

Come on, sweetheart, give me a good slap right in the face.

One time. Hmm?

Go ahead.

Do it.

Do it.

(SIGHING)

(SETTING GLASS ON TABLE)

Here's your chance.

Must have slipped off.

Thank you, all, for a lovely weekend.

Olivia.

(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)

Hey, guys. I've got the fruit with me.

Olivia.

Leave me alone, Daniel.

Look, I understand that you're upset...

You don't understand anything, Daniel.

Look, it's better this way.

It saves us from having to tell him.

Tell him what, exactly?

What, what are we gonna tell him?

That we're getting back together.

We are not getting back together.

What...

What about last night?

We were drunk. So what?

I love you.

No, you don't.

You need to grow up.

You're acting like a fucking child.

(SLIDE PROJECTOR TICKING)

Sounds like last night was a success.

Yeah.

Not the only one, right, James?

What's that supposed to mean?

It means you fucked Tom on the dock last night.

What?

You had sex with Tom last night.

Charley saw you. Everyone knows.

Get past it. Shut up, Abby.

Hey, don't tell her to shut up.

Oh, and Tom? Don't worry about my feelings.

It's not like James and I have a history or anything.

Charley, you have a history with everyone in this room.

I'm not gay. Just keep telling yourself that.

You know what? Fuck you, Tom.

Fucking loser.

Don't try and drag me down just 'cause no one likes you

and you're lonely and pathetic

and you just got fired by your own fucking parents.

Guys, please, can we just calm down?

No, no, no, let's just get something clear, okay?

I don't want to be here.

No one wants to be here.

I don't give a shit about saying goodbye to this house.

I said goodbye to this house when I graduated fucking high school.

No one cares.

Am I right?

Sorry to be the one to tell you this, Daniel,

but frankly the only reason any of us even showed up in the first place

is because we all felt guilty.

And why did you feel guilty, James?

All of you, why did you feel guilty?

DANIEL: Why did you feel guilty?

My fucking parents died!

They fuckin' died!

And none of you came to the funeral.

Tell me, what was more important?

What the fuck was more important?

I... I...

(SIGHING)

I had to tell everyone what happened myself.

(STAMMERING) I had to...

I had to sit in the front row in that church,

by myself.

I had to shake people's hands by myself.

I lost... I lost my family,

and where were you?

(SCOFFS)

(MUFFLED SHOUTING)

JAMES: No, I don't know what you saw.

All I know is... Yes, you do.

No, I don't, Charley.

(MUFFLED ARGUING CONTINUES)

I love you. I'm not trying to hurt you.

I just... I know what I saw.

I don't know what you saw.

I mean, you think you know what you saw,

but it's... it's not what you think.

I was smoking, and you were...

And it was, uh... It was...

If you're not ready to talk about it, then you're not ready.

Relax, man.

(BOTTLES CLINKING) (SIGHING) Fuck it.

(BOTTLES CLINKING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

Oh! (TIRES SCREECHING)

I got the keys.

OLIVIA: Wait, wait.

I need a ride to the airport.

What?

Aren't you leaving?

Daniel's been gone for hours.

We're going to look for him.

You're gonna go look for him?

Okay, well, you want to know where Daniel is right now?

I bet he's parked on the side of the road somewhere

pouting and waiting for you to come find him.

I guarantee it. Fine.

Okay, all right.

Can you guys just drop me off in town first,

and then you can go on your manhunt?

Who knows? Maybe he went into town and got a motel room, right?

That's a good place to start.

Anyone?

Should've gone to the funeral.

We were dealing with our own problems.

It doesn't matter. We should have been there.

He's not answering his phone.

What if something happened?

Nothing happened.

He's just not answering so you guys will get worried.

Would you please shut up?

Okay, I'm sorry, but it wasn't my job to be there for him.

We broke up years ago.

I don't owe him anything.

ABBY: Is that his car? TOM: Yes.

CHARLEY: Oh, my God, that was his car.

It is! Stop the car! Please stop the car.

All right, I'm stopping.

He's... He's not here.

TOM: Everybody spread out and look for him!

ABBY: Daniel? JAMES: Daniel?

CHARLEY: Daniel? MARTIN: Daniel!

JAMES: Daniel! ABBY: Daniel!

TOM: Daniel!

Daniel! ABBY: Daniel!

CHARLEY: Daniel? MARTIN: Daniel!

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)

Can I use your, uh, telephone, please?

What happened to you?

Can I also have a shot of...

Uh, anything? Whiskey all right?

Sure.

The phone's, uh, in the back by the bathrooms.

Thank you.

(CHUCKLING)

(SOFTLY) Great.

I think I tried to steal your fiancée

to replace my dead mother.

(EXHALING) You want me to slap you?

No, I'm good.

I was just in a car accident.

Well, I'll drink to that. (CHUCKLING)

Cheers.

(POURING)

Henry, what the fuck are you still doing here?

What do you mean? I mean why are you

sitting alone in this bar in this town

when you should be on a plane somewhere?

I mean, I can't just leave Olivia.

Are you serious, man?

She just cheated on you, with me, last night.

Are you blind? No, I'm not.

Then what the fuck are you still doing here?

You think you're the first person she's done this with?

What? (SCOFFING)

Liv's got a real soft spot for nostalgia, not unlike yourself.

No.

No, you're full of shit.

Why would I lie?

Because you're...

You're... You're the bad guy.

(CHUCKLING)

You just fucked my fiancée

and I'm the bad guy?

(SOFTLY) Fine. All right.

Why do you... Why do you stay, then?

She cheats on you all the time.

I love her. (CHUCKLING)

And?

And we're getting married in eight months.

So what?

So, hopefully she stops doing it then.

What makes you think she's gonna stop?

I don't know, hope.

But doesn't it hurt?

Yeah.

Yeah, it hurts.

Then why? I mean, I...

I don't know what you want me to say. I love her.

Jesus.

How is that forehead feeling?

Like I slammed it into a steering wheel at 40 miles an hour.

Yeah? Well...

Cheers. (CHUCKLING)

Yeah.

(SIGHING)

Are you going back to the house?

No idea.

JAMES: Shit.

Shit. (GROANING)

Daniel, where are you, man?

(SIGHING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

You have got to be kidding me.

Hello?

I love you so much.

I love you, too.

JAMES: Guys! Guys, guys.

I found him. I found him.

What? Where?

Come on.

How far away are they?

Not far.

Is Olivia with them?

I didn't ask.

Am I gonna be okay?

I don't know. (CHUCKLING)

Am I? I don't know.

I miss them.

They'll be here soon.

Yeah, no, I was talking about my parents.

I'm sorry. I never offered my condolences.

That's okay.

You said there was an accident.

Uh, was there a deer?

(SIGHING)

An open '72 Pinot Noir in the cupholder.

And according to the receipt in his pocket,

two more bottles at the restaurant.

Mom really liked Olivia.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Then there was the bad weather.

Hemingway.

(DOOR CLOSING)

I knew I liked you, Henry.

(HENRY SIGHS)

HENRY: (WHISPERING) Let's go.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

JAMES: All right, all right, all right, all right.

Martin, God damn it! MARTIN: Sorry.

(SHUFFLING) (CLATTER)

(SIGHING)

We thought we'd help with some of the small things.

You guys want to see something?

JAMES: What are you doing?

(GROANING) CHARLEY: Just go, just go.

Come on. Okay, okay.

MARTIN: Yeah, we're doing this.

(GROANING) I think...

All right, I'm just gonna... Here we go.

This is something... Okay.

Okay, watch out, watch out, watch out.

We're good. TOM: There she goes.

Oh, no. There she goes.

(GROANING) All right, you guys ready?

Yeah, yeah. This is good.

You've got to be kidding me.

DANIEL: Hey, look, look,

Martin and Abby's first kiss.

MARTIN: "I kissed Martin on the toilet.

"Boys kiss weird. I like girl kisses more."

It does not say that.

(OVERLAPPING CLAMOR)

So of course, that was so obvious.

DANIEL: I'm guessing that D, demented flowers for prose.

Oh, okay, some flowers have... Wings.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Are those really traces of our hands?

DANIEL: Yeah, 15 years ago.

Oh, my God, I had huge hands.

Too bad I'm the only one with the big dick.

Yeah, right. CHARLEY: Yeah, right.

Hey! (ALL LAUGHING)

(SOBBING)

(PROJECTOR CLICKING)