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[logo buzzes]

- Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

I am here now.

I can see myself letting go.

Embracing acceptance.

The past is dead, but I am still breathing.

I am alive.

[Ryan sighs]

Max, it's a brand new day.

[Ryan knocks] Max!

Come on, hey. What?

Wow, man, you got into some strange, huh?

Listen, I had a breakthrough, man.

I gotta talk to you about it.

Courtesy of our old friend Sharon P.

Yeah, you believe it?

Yeah, I didn't think that

having sex with a married woman with her husband

and child mere feet away was the wake up call

that I was envisioning for myself, but here I am.

In a moment of full, beautiful,

psychic spiritual connection with myself.

It's amazing.

But listen to me talking about my breakthroughs.

What the fuck is all this about, bud?

Max.

Max! Hey, man. Come on, what the fuck?

What the fuck?

Why is your foot so cold?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

[Ryan claps]

Max, don't! Stop fucking with me. Stop it!

You stop fucking with me right now!

Wake up! Dude!

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, bud, hey.

Where's your heart, Max?

Where's your heart?

Max, where's the heartbeat?

- [Max] Ryan, if you're reading this, I guess I'm dead.

Whoa, I guess you can really OD on Ibuprofen PM.

It worked and that really sucks for you.

You are now truly alone.

Attached, you'll find our Netflix password, our wifi code,

I'm Mr. Skin password, my Costco card, my Vons card,

my New York Times online password puzzle login info,

and instructions for my memorial.

- Motherfucker, fuck!

- [Max] As per this party hat,

think of my funeral as a celebration

of the parts of my life that were awesome.

I trust you'll execute it with exact precision.

- What the fuck, Max!

- [Max] Anyway, can you please pass a note

on to Emma for me?

Dear Emma, you had sex with another guy,

and when you broke your butt hole, you broke my heart.

Now I'm dead. Sad face emoji.

- As I stand at standing rock later.

What the--

Are you fucking kidding me right now?

You, fuck! [dramatic music]

Oh, no, no, no, no, no!

[dramatic music]

Oh, fuck! [dramatic music]

Max! [dramatic music]

[door squeaks]

- Yep, he's dead.

[paper crinkles]

What is it with you guys and my asshole?

- Oh, this is bigger than your asshole, Emma!

This is about poor, sweet Max.

- I don't know how to break it to you,

but I wasn't in a relationship with Max.

- No, no, you don't get to do that.

I'm not gonna let you do it.

You don't get to rewrite history

and then pretend you weren't fucking around on him

behind his back, okay.

- Oh, you are literally the last person on the planet

who gets to lecture me on the ethics of fucking.

[Ryan laughs]

I was very clear with Max

that I was not interested in a serious relationship.

- Well, I mean, then why did,

and why is he, you know.

- It's called angel lust.

It's usually caused by asphyxiation or spinal trauma.

- No.

[Ryan sighs]

[Ryan sniffs]

- You know, I'd forgotten just how impressive he was.

- You forgot. How could you forget?

Look, look at, I mean,

that thing's gonna haunt me for the rest of my life.

- He was gifted.

- He was deformed.

It's, it's so big.

- Freud said the death instinct pervades sexual activity.

- He did? - Yeah.

- Yeah. - So.

- You're right.

- What are you doing?

What is that? What? What is what?

- What do you mean what am I doing?

- You are so fucked up.

- Excuse me. - What was that?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

No, you're throwing it out.

You're putting- - That was misread.

- Wow, you come into the room,

you start talking Freud and philosophy,

and I don't know where you're going with this.

- I was talking about Sigmund Freud

and then you just started putting your face on my face.

- You have no control over it.

You're like unhinged like an animal.

- Max is dead! What are you doing?

Max was depressed.

- How would you know that if you weren't even his girlfriend?

- Because I know.

He was textbook manic depressive.

- Okay, Emma, we get it. You're an animal doctor.

But that doesn't mean that you get my best friend

better than I do.

- Maybe you didn't know him as well as you think you did.

Maybe you only saw the Max that you wanted to see.

- I, I don't get it.

I thought I'd, what the fuck am I supposed to do now?

- Yeah. This is heavy.

- Ah, fuck. - Hey, it's gonna be okay.

Probably not for Max.

'Cause he's dead.

But this is not your fault.

This is not your fault. - I know that.

- Okay. - I know it's your fault.

[Emma laughs]

- What?

- Okay. - It is a little bit.

- Sure.

- Hey, seriously, oh god,

I'm so glad I called you, Emma.

[phone dings]

- [Siri] Calling slutty Emma.

- Oh, ah, there's a bunch of Emmas in my phone.

- Siri, call Slutty Emma.

- No, Siri. - [Siri] Calling slutty Emma.

[phone rings]

- There's bigger things to-

- Is that, oh, yes, there you are.

- Okay, yeah. It's, it's just,

Emma, listen to me.

Emma, listen to me.

I don't think that you're a slut.

- Oh, thank you so much, Ryan, you epic hypocrite.

- Emma. Where? Emma, where are you go...?

You can't leave me here.

I can't be left alone with a dead body.

I don't know what to do.

- I'm sorry, are you telling me

that you haven't called an ambulance yet?

Oh my God!

Ryan, I feel like I'm not the first person to tell you this,

but you need to handle your shit.

- Emma stop. Emma, Emma, Emma, Emma, Emma, Emma!

[energetic music]

Emma!

[phone beeps] - [Siri] Calling slutty Emma.

- Siri, shut the fuck up.

[energetic music]

[hip hop music]

So will you? [hip hop music]

[hand slaps]

I'm dealing with the death of a friend here.

Come on, don't judge me.

I don't judge you.

- And while I'm glad to know my brother's finally at peace,

his loss leaves a hole in all of our hearts

and we'll miss him every day.

[Ryan claps]

I'd now like to bring up Max's best friend, Ryan.

Ryan has promised to execute a final wish of Max's,

as we say our goodbyes,

which is ironic because Ryan did absolutely nothing for him

while he was alive.

Ryan. - Okay.

Okay, Lucy, everybody.

Thank you, Lucy.

I know that grief can make people a little harsh,

but thank you.

Hi, everyone.

My name is Ryan,

and I am Max's loving

and caring best friend and roommate.

Look, Max was always there for me.

I mean, this is,

this is the guy who drove me to 38 bars

just to find a bartender

that I met in a yoga class one time.

I ended up finding her and it was awesome.

[soft music]

Look, I guess what I'm saying is that

Max was always taking care of me.

And it's only right that I do something for him

on the day that we all say goodbye.

He wanted this final tribute,

I wanna make that clear as we lay him to rest.

So without further ado,

[clears throat]

oh God.

[upbeat music]

Once again, I wanna remind you, this is what Max wanted.

[upbeat music]

♪ Bitches shake your titties ♪

♪ Shake your butt ♪

♪ I'm in the club ♪

♪ I don't give a fuck ♪

♪ Real OG counting big Gs ♪

♪ Yeah, bitch I'm getting money ♪

♪ Here I am bitch ♪

♪ I'm the man bitch ♪

♪ Go ahead make me a fucking sandwich ♪

♪ I get bread ♪

♪ I get dope ♪

♪ Shake that booty ♪

♪ You little ho ♪

♪ Cry like a little baby ♪

♪ Shaking ass on my new Mercedes ♪

♪ Pop that pussy twerk that ♪

♪ Yeah bitch go crazy ♪

♪ Yeah ♪ - This one's for you, Matt.

♪ Yes ♪

- Uh, it's Max. - Max.

- Max. - Max.

[hip hop music]

♪ Shake ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

- That was fucked up.

- Lucy, I just did what he wanted me to do.

Seriously, he left instructions.

Very specific ones.

In a very intimate place, by the way.

This is what he wanted.

Cremation with a casket service to house a stripper

holding his ashes to the sky Simba style.

It's all there.

This is Max, Lucy. He wanted people to laugh.

- No, no, no, no.

We're at a funeral for my 33-year-old brother, Ryan.

No one is laughing.

- Your uncle seems to be having a pretty good time.

- My uncle has dementia, so.

- Look, I'm sorry, all right.

I just, I wanted to do it right by your brother, that's all.

- The right thing

would've been to check with his family before you,

before you put a sex worker in charge of his remains.

- Wait, wait, wait, first of all, her name is Holly.

And second of all,

he knew you guys wouldn't get it because you never got him.

- You got him?

'Cause the only thing that you could say up there

about my brother was that he helped to get you laid.

What the hell you ever do for him?

- Oh, come on.

- Oh, I know.

You got him arrested at Bed Bath and Beyond

and then you slept with his girlfriend.

- Oh, come on, Emma sleeps with everyone.

I-

- I think you should go

- Fine.

Great, yeah, I'll go.

Wow. Well, good luck with your little party.

I don't know if you were trying to set me up

with that whole stripper thing, but if you were, congrats.

It's very funny.

Nobody gets me like you get me.

Nobody gets you like I get you.

Or at least that's what I thought.

- Yo. - Yo.

Emma, hey, what's going on?

- I gotta get back to the hospital.

Puppies don't euthanize themselves.

I'm just kidding.

It's a no-kill shelter.

- Okay.

- For what it's worth,

I got what you were going for.

I thought the stripper was funny.

And if you asked me,

she really persevered against a very tough crowd

and I, I personally find that kind of resilience extremely hot.

- But- - But nothing.

I get that you were honoring Max.

- Oh, thank you.

Is that it?

- Yeah, that's it. - Great, bye.

- Later.

Those wouldn't be Max's ashes

that you have in your front seat, would they?

Because a, a strip tease is one thing,

but stealing human remains-

- No, no, no, I'm not stealing his remains.

I'm doing exactly what Max would've wanted.

- You know, I'm gonna have to go in there

and tell them- - I can't hear you.

- That you are abducting What is left of her brother, right!

- Great seeing you. Be well.

♪ Bitches shake your titties ♪

♪ Shake your butt ♪

♪ I'm in the club ♪

♪ I don't give a fuck ♪

[door squeaks]

- [Mom] I wasn't expecting you tonight.

- Hi.

[meditative music]

My heart is open and I radiate.

[tranquil music]

- Yep, he's dead.

[tranquil music]

- Okay, my heart is open, my heart is open.

And I radiate love. [Ryan groans]

[tranquil music]

Oh, come on. [tranquil music]

My heart is open.

My heart is open.

My heart is open.

My heart is open.

My heart is open.

My heart is so,

my heart is fucked.

[mystical music]

Are you my spirit animal?

[dog barks]

Wait, wait, wait.

Mom, I, I think I might be having like

post PTSD grief related hallucinations.

- That is so great, honey.

I need your help.

Should I wear the blue, the light blue, or the marigold?

- The blue. You, you always looked good in blue.

- Blue it is.

- Listen, what Mom!

What the hell are you doing?

- Just look away.

- Oh.

- Not used to you being in Jonathan's room.

- Who's Jonathan? - Jonathan!

Isn't he the cutest?

- You are real.

- Monroe is obsessed with him.

- Monroe?

Let me guess, new boyfriend.

- Ah, wrong bra.

[Ryan sighs]

- Oh, mom, look, I don't, wow, mom!

Again God! Come on!

- Okay, your brother

and his fiance will be here in 20 minutes for Sunday brunch.

- Whoa, Nicky's engaged?

- Yes, honey. He's been dating Tanya for over a year.

She's a dream.

- Wait, Sunday brunch,

is that like a thing that you guys do?

You don't tell me about it.

- Stop being dramatic, darling.

- My best friend killed himself.

Do you care?

- And when I came to my calf was the size of a football.

It turns out I've been bitten by a damn cobra

as I was carrying little Dikembe back to the hospital.

- My god, Nicky a cobra.

- Yeah, really, thank God for Dikembe.

The doctor said it was my will to save him that saved me.

- Wow, man, that's one hell of a story.

- I, I guess it is.

But truly helping people is the mission.

That's why I started HAFTO, which stands for,

Helping Africans Feel Triumphant Organisation.

- Not because we want to, but because we HAFTO.

See, it's pretty clever, huh?

- I dunno about clever,

I'm just doing what feels good, you know?

- Well, it doesn't always feel good to me.

- Babe. - I worry.

- You look so familiar to me, Tanya.

Have we met?

- No, I don't think so.

- Hey, enough about us.

What about you, Monroe?

I heard you're a bit of a Flemish rabbit connoisseur.

- Oh yeah.

Well, I was this kind of awkward, overweight kid.

So my mom went out

and got me this huge ass bunny to teach me that

even though I had buck teeth and I was fat,

I was still lovable.

- Hmm.

- So I kept it around my whole life.

- Isn't that the most beautiful story?

- Wow, amazing.

- And who knew breeding rabbits my whole life

would lead me to your mom?

- You know, I saw a video of a lady

with a Flemish talk about how it cured her loneliness, so.

- Cut to the Flemish Breeders Association of California,

a couple chardonnays later.

[guests laugh]

Blam, I meet the girl of my dreams.

- Wow, these two.

- That is a beautiful story.

- Thank you. That's a message I shared with my kids.

- Monroe's a teacher.

- I bring the bunny into the classroom.

Ah, the kids get a real kick out of it.

It's good for building empathy.

- Hmm, I could use a little of that.

- What's that, honey?

- Empathy, mom.

Remember how my best friend just killed himself?

And none none of us are talking about it

'cause we never talk about anything in this family.

- Not now, Ryan.

- Ryan, I'm so sorry for your loss.

Wish we could have met under better circumstances.

- Yeah.

- Someone taking their own life is just so sad.

- Hmm. It is babe. It is.

But at the same time, it makes you think,

with all those children dying of malaria,

dengue fever every day,

what a luxury it must be to be able to choose the way you die.

- Are you kidding me?

Do you have to relate everything back to Africa?

- Deep down my brother, we are all Africans.

- Oh, right, bro, yeah, is that a Sean Penn quote

or did you learn that in prison?

- Ryan! - What?

- Mom, it's fine.

Monroe, you may not believe this,

but I used to be addicted to heroin.

- Here we go.

- Then when my misdeeds finally caught up with me,

they locked me up.

Yeah, and one night,

after watching my cellmate bleed out from a retaliation shank,

I realised I do not wanna waste my life anymore.

Taught myself code in the prison library.

After a few years, I finally got out and my company IPO’d.

I started HAFTO.

Once you hit rock bottom, the only place to go is up.

- Hey Nicky, can I talk to you outside for a second?

- Excuse us. Sorry.

[Ryan clears throat]

Wow, well, this has been a long time coming, huh?

Go ahead. Go ahead, apologize.

- Apologize, for what?

- For what? For not coming to visit your own flesh

and blood in prison, not once.

- Give it a break, Mandela,

you were in there for 21 days.

Now listen to me, I have a very important question.

- What's up?

- How long have you known that woman?

- My fiance?

- Yeah, your fiance. - About a year.

- A year. - Yeah, we're pretty tight.

- What portion of that year have you known

that your fiance is a porn star?

I'm trying to figure out which one I like more.

Was it Dirt Diamond or Tijuana Toilet Tricks

'cause I just- [Ryan screams]

- You fucking bastard!

- Okay. - Good.

- Come here, you bastard.

- [Ryan] You got the strength of a baby deer.

- That's it, break it up.

- [Ryan] Have you been working out?

- I said break that shit up!

Break it up! Get the hell up!

Guys, this is not the way.

- You're right, Monroe. You're right.

When they go low- - Oh, shut up!

[brothers groaning]

- I did not raise animals!

- Tanya, look, I'm, I'm not coming from a judgemental place.

- Ryan, you think you know who I am

because, because I am Tanya Lynn Miller,

the little girl who was abducted

when she was eight years old on her way home from school

and held captive in a basement in Arcadia for 13 years.

I was beaten, starved,

molested and tortured.

And that, Ryan, that is my truth.

Perhaps you saw my Barbara Walters special.

- No, no, I, I didn't.

Barbara Walters, I, I hear she’s lovely.

- Yeah, she is.

It was an emotional day for us both.

- Well, wow. I, I guess I'm sorry.

That was a little mix-up.

What have you been doing since you got out of the basement?

[energetic music]

- I mean, that's the same girl.

That is the same girl.

[energetic music]

[mythical music]

- This is the moment.

All roads have led back to here.

This is the moment we've been waiting for.

Rye is back in the hood, 818 represent.

I mean, how long has it been, 10 years?

- Yeah. - Dude, look around.

Shit done changed.

The valley is where it's at now, bro,

total transformation.

- Hmm, is it though?

- Yeah. I was so stoked when you called me, bro.

I needed a guy's night like fucking crazy.

I've been working like a Mexican.

- Yeah. Yeah, my head's been really spinning since,

since Max died.

Been trying- - Hey, get me a

vodka OJ Simpson.

That's when you get me a screwdriver

and I slit your throat.

[Jordan laughs]

Max is your dog, right?

- Best friend. - Mm, man's best friend.

Cheers to Max. May he rest in peace.

[glasses clink]

Bring it in.

Bring it in. - Okay.

- I got some big news, bro.

- Yeah. - I just convinced Lisa

that we should be in an open marriage.

Can you believe that I convinced her to do that?

- Wow, that's, that's great. - Yeah.

- That's, I thought that you

and Lisa were like super in love though.

You guys like have a kid recently?

- Yeah. Yeah, no, no, we're in love, dude.

But I'm a fucking man. - Right.

- Okay, birds gotta fly.

Fish gotta swim.

Cats kill for sport.

You know, it's in our fucking blood.

- Fourth vodka OJ.

- Thank you and actually, can I get one more for you?

- Oh, I'm actually not allowed to drink on the job.

- Oh, okay, no problem.

What time do you get off?

- Oh, never.

- I'm so sorry.

- Never. Fuck you.

Dude, there's literally thousands of girls out there

waiting for us to fuck them.

I don't give a shit.

- You know, I was thinking, just keeping a mellow tonight.

You know, just have a meal, catch up, talk about the old days.

What? - I got a plan,

a foolproof plan to get us laid tonight

so that when we're fucking shithouse,

we don't waste any time.

Here that's yours. I have copies.

- You made me a copy.

Okay.

Getting laid.

Number one, build a foundation.

What does that mean?

Like, like make up a story for us to pick up chicks with.

- No, dude, that's number three.

Make a foundation like a fucking meat foundation.

We gotta align our stomachs with meat

and become ultimate masculine predators.

Like, me caveman, you, Jane.

I love you long time.

[Jordan laughs]

- Caveman sounds a little Vietnamese and a little racist.

- I'm not racist against Vietnamese, dude.

My fucking rub and tug chick is Vietnamese.

I tip her awesome.

Do you need one?

Dude, we should- - I'm fine.

- That would be a fucking bonding experience.

- No. - We should see if

we can get a couple's rub and tug massage.

[Jordan laughs]

Oh, I used to ski in Vietnam.

This is like a skier.

Buckle up and open wide.

It's gonna be one of them nights, dude.

Time to get that puss.

- I don't, I don't really think they serve that here, man.

- No, dude, this is a gay bar.

Gay bars are the best place to pick up chicks.

It's like their safe space.

You and I, we're gonna penetrate the outta that safe space.

We're gonna grab that pussy by the-

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, no,

you don't grab the pussy.

- I'm gonna grab that-

- Jordan, you're not grabbing the pussy.

- Fuck, what do you grab that pussy by?

- You don't grab any pussy, Jordan.

- Shh.

Lips, we're gonna grab that pussy by-

- You know what?

We're gonna start you off with a seltzer water, big guy.

- No, what the fuck do you mean.

No, we're not. We're not!

Listen to me.

I need you to understand something.

I need to get laid tonight, okay.

- Okay. - Like, I need it.

- Okay. - Do you hear me?

- Yeah.

- I need to get laid. - Okay.

- I'm on my fucking tippy toes.

Tell me what I just said.

- You need to get laid tonight.

- Yeah. - You need it.

- And we're gonna grab the pussy by what?

- We're not gonna grab the pussy.

- Ryan! - Okay, we're gonna,

by the lips.

Yeah. - Yeah.

- Yeah. [Ryan and Jordan laugh]

- Woo! [Jordan claps]

Where your lips at? Uh!

- Fuck!

- Where's all the pussy?

- Yeah. - Oh, look, there it is.

- Okay, I'm gonna take a lap.

Go to the T-O-I-L-E-T and rack some lines.

[pills jiggle]

Stole my son's Ritalin.

Hey, vodka OJ, make it a double.

Look alive.

- Might wanna make that two sodas.

- I'm gonna get laid tonight.

I'm gonna get laid tonight.

You're gonna get laid tonight.

You're gonna fucking get laid tonight.

- My best friend killed himself.

And it's left this like giant fucking hole

that I'm trying to fill by connecting with my family

or reconnecting with asshole friends from school but,

I dunno it just feels like nobody gets me, you know?

- You don't have like a lady friend who's there for you.

- Lots of the ladies.

There for me, not so much.

There is just one girl actually,

I don't know, I guess she kind of gets it, you know.

This place actually reminds me of her.

[Jordan snorts]

- Ha! You're going to laid tonight.

You're gonna fucking get laid tonight.

- Oh, okay, so you got a bear, polar bear, panda bear.

Gummy bear? That's a- - Hey, we gotta go.

We gotta go. - Whoa.

- Come on. - Things are chill here, man.

What are you- - We gotta,

back the fuck off!

This is my man!

He's my man, back the fuck up!

Put your dicks away!

This is my fucking man!

What are you gonna do?

What are you gonna do, huh?

Go fucking wax your fucking shoulders!

- They're gonna kick your ass.

- I know Krav-Maga bitch!

Come on. - You okay?

What? - Gay bars used to be

fucking full of pussy, dude.

- Okay, it's all right. It's all right.

We struck out one place.

- No, it's not all right, dude.

I should, I should have eaten more fucking meat, dude.

- More meat.

- I don't think I have enough of a foundation.

- I think you're fine, man.

- Get me, get me the, the, the,

the fucking diaper bag in the back.

- The what? - Give me the diaper bag

in the back!

Fuck, dude!

- Okay, I heard you.

Here. Come on.

No, no, no, no, no!

Oh, fuck dude, pull over!

Pull over the car right now.

- No. - Stop.

- No, not necessarily. - No! No!

- Dude, I do this all the time.

- Oh shit.

- Plus dude, there's a place around the corner,

like literally teaming with prossys.

- With what? - Prossys,

that's how you say prostitute in Australia.

I studied abroad there.

- God. - And by studying abroad,

I mean, I was fucking prostitutes.

- Okay.

[car screeches]

- Hey.

Hey! How much for the night?

Both of us.

- Jordan, that's, she's, she's not-

- Excuse me?

- I'm not a fucking cop.

Full fuck, no condom, how much?

- Jordan! Jordan, go now, now, now, now, now, now!

[Jordan vomits] Oh wow.

Yeah. Whoa. Oh, man, get it out.

Hey, buddy, man,

like a plate full of hot meat and vodka and OJ and Ritalin.

That'd be be a lot for anybody to handle, man.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey.

Hey, what's going on?

- I fucking hate my life, man.

I thought if I asked Lisa to be in an open marriage,

you know, fuck, like,

it would show me to be more desirable,

but like, I'm not.

I'm a fucking idiot. - You're not an idiot.

- I don't wanna be alone.

I don't wanna be alone.

[Jordan cries]

- I felt alone.

Ever since Max died.

- Oh, dude, fuck you! It's a dog.

Get over it.

Go to the fucking, they give him away for free.

This is real shit, man.

Fuck, I just wanna know that I still got it.

I just wanna know if I still got it.

[Jordan cries]

- Come on, man. You still got it.

Look at you, huh? You're a catch.

You got, you got a minivan?

You got some designer jeans and some cool shoes, right?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Good looking, right?

You know, you're a catch.

- You think I'm handsome?

- I mean, I didn't say, no wait.

[Ryan groaning]

[Ryan spits]

No! No! [Ryan spits]

- That didn't- - Fuck! Fuck!

- That didn't do it for me.

That didn't do it for me, sorry, homo.

♪ Running miles and miles and miles ♪

♪ To say I'm sorry ♪

- We should try and meet that waitress.

She is fucking hot, dude. I think she liked me.

♪ Running miles and miles and miles ♪

♪ To get back to that place ♪

[meditative music]

[phone vibrates]

- Ryan. - Sonya, hey.

- [Sonya] Hello, how are you?

- Honestly, not great.

Things have been pretty intense since Max died.

- Yeah. I just, I, I find it so inspiring

and beautiful that at the end he was living his truth.

It was, it was his path.

- Yeah, I- - I can feel

from your breathing that you're not in your center.

- Oh, I'm not. I am not.

I am not in my center.

- But what about some in-person work?

I can imagine that your physical body is very blocked.

- Yes, my physical body is extremely blocked.

- Cool, just text me an address.

- Okay, great.

[water bubbles]

- Namaste. - Namaste, all right.

Oh, man. Don't gimme that look.

She's a meditation teacher.

You'll get it when you see her.

Oh, thank God, hi.

- Hey. - You're not Sonya.

- I'm Kathleen, what's up?

You're smaller than Sonya described.

Petite even.

I don't mind. - Okay.

- Let's get these energies straightened out.

Ooh, God. This body's a fucking mess.

It's like a buoy just drifting at sea.

Okay, I'm not gonna lie to you. It's off-putting.

And your chakra is, they're garbage.

- Aren't you supposed to be here to help me get centered?

- That depends. Do you wanna get centered?

- Yeah, of course, I wanna get centered.

- Then show me. - Isn't that your job?

- I'm getting a shit ton of hesitation here.

- Yeah, because we just met.

Listen, I don't, this isn't gonna,

this isn't gonna work.

- Have you experienced a loss?

- Yeah, actually I have.

My best friend, Max,

he, he killed himself recently and-

- You feel pain?

- Yes, I feel pain.

- Shhh, shh.

I'm feeling like just a cluster fuck of bad vibes

just flocking to you.

Just like, like pigeons shitting on a statue.

- Okay. - I'm gonna need to

get in there and really guide that energy.

Are you game?

- I, I don't, I don't get- - Are you game?

- Yes, yes, I'm game. - Good.

Because this will get physical.

[Ryan grunts]

Do not be alarmed

by the pressure of my hands.

- God, you're so strong. [Ryan grunts]

- If you need something to bite down on,

I can take off my shirt,

stick it in your mouth, lickety split.

No problem. Just say the word.

- And what was the word? - Shh.

Close your eyes. You got this.

You got this, Ry-Ry.

[spiritual music]

[Kathleen sighs]

I am prepared to go with it.

I can feel the heat waves emanating off of your body

and hitting me hard in the loins.

[Ryan moans]

I'm gonna be straight with you.

I think you should finger me behind the shed.

[Ryan and Kathleen moan]

Oh. - Like that?

- Ah, ah, yeah.

Put more fingers in.

- Yeah. - All the fingers.

Ah, hold up. - What, what?

- Who's that bunny? - That's Jonathan.

- You let this cruelty go on in your own backyard.

- Cruelty. Jonathan is treated better than

anyone in my family, trust me.

- Ryan, I'm a vegetarian.

I can't orgasm in front of a caged animal.

- Can you orgasm inside the house?

- It, yeah. Okay, yeah, okay.

[spiritual music]

[Ryan snores] [spiritual music]

- Hey. - Hey.

- Good morning. - Hey.

[Ryan moans]

[Ryan chuckles]

- Yesterday was great.

It was unexpected but really, really, really great.

I just feel so much clearer now, you know?

And you.

You are unlike anybody I have ever met.

- Mmm-Hmm.

- I mean, it's wild.

- Yeah. - And I'm really excited

to do it all over again soon.

- Yeah, that's great.

That's great, Ryan.

Look, you got a body that does not quit.

It doesn't but,

there are currently no cars in my area, none.

So I'm just gonna need you to hop outta bed

and drive me to my next client.

Cool, all right, thanks buddy.

Appreciate it.

- [Radio] The soft, sweet things

and the words we speak are constantly shaping our world.

Many of us- - What was that?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

How did he, how did he get out?

Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

- He's dead. - Oh, you think?

- Yeah. - You fucking think!

- Look, it's better to have lived one day as a lion

than a thousand as a goat.

- You let him outta the cage.

You, you did this.

- Yeah, look, I'm a woman of purpose, Ryan, okay?

If I want something, I make it happen.

- You are a lunatic.

[car horn beeps]

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- Calm down.

- Go, get, go, go.

Hi, hey. - What's going on?

- Um.

- Listen, mom, it's, he's gonna be fine.

- Who's gonna be fine?

- It's, it's, it's just like a minor, he's asleep for one.

[mom screams]

- Jonathan! No!

What happened? No! [mom cries]

[spiritual music]

[mom cries]

- My fault. Totally my fault.

[dramatic music]

- What is wrong with you?

- What is wrong with you?

- What is wrong with you?

- What is wrong with you?

- Okay, this is my mom's prize rabbit.

She's having a very hard time

accepting that he might not make it.

- Are you fucking with me?

- No! She's freaking out, okay.

And I need, I need a professional,

someone who can help break the news to her

so that she can begin the process of,

you know, living in reality.

- So you want me to call your mommy?

- No, of course not. - Then what?

- She's in the reception area.

- Great.

Of all the vets, you brought her here.

- She thinks this is still alive.

- How? This rabbit is mushy.

- Oof.

That's exactly what we need a professional to tell her

using smarter words.

Yes! Yes! We're doing this.

- Hey, Larry. - And one more thing,

if you can,

can you be a little less heartless

than when you found my dead roommate's body the other day?

Just, just a touch.

Bye, Larry.

- Is he gonna make it?

- I'm so sorry. He has passed.

- No. [mom cries]

- I know how hard it can be when it's so sudden like this.

But I can assure you that his death was quick

and that he didn't feel much pain before he passed on.

You must have really loved him.

- I loved him so much.

- What was his name?

- Jonathan.

- Jonathan?

Aw, that is like the best name I've ever heard for a bunny.

- He was like a son.

- I know nothing I can say will mitigate your loss,

but for some of my patients,

it can help with closure to say goodbye.

Would you like to say goodbye to Jonathan?

- Yes.

You stay here, honey.

[door slams]

- This is gonna be an awkward ride home, isn't it?

- We gotta talk. - Okay.

- Ever since you've gotten back,

your mom's been so upset.

- Look, I know.

This is truly awful

and as soon as everything calms down,

I am gonna apologize properly.

- No, no, it's not just about Jonathan.

I get what you're going through.

But I feel like if it wasn't your friend's death,

it would be something else.

It's time for you to start living like a grown man.

[Ryan scoffs]

- What? What are you like my dad now?

No, thanks.

- Look, the bottom line is I care about your mom.

Ryan, I think it's best you move back to your own place.

- I'm sorry, what?

So, that's it.

You're just, you're just gonna,

you're just gonna kick me to the street.

- Come on. You have a home of your own.

Man the fuck up. - Man up.

And I'm supposed to take orders from you.

No thanks.

- Life isn't supposed to be comfortable all the time.

- Comfortable?

My best friend killed himself in that house,

so I'm sorry, I don't wanna fucking live there.

- I don't want you here when your mom gets out

or we're gonna have a real problem.

- Oh, okay. Okay, yeah.

I'm so fucking scared. [Ryan gasps]

- I, I thought you was coming at me.

- You hit me.

Fuck! - You okay?

- No, shit, I'm fine. - Ryan, man, I'm-

- Don't, just stay away from me, please.

Thank you. You've done enough.

You know what?

Fuck you, dad!

[folk music]

- That's my boy. [folk music]

- What are you still doing here?

- Just grabbing lunch.

- Well, lunch was six hours ago, so.

You look like shit and you should go home.

- I don't want to go home. - I get it.

- Do you? - Yeah, I get it.

Max died there. It's weird.

I still can't work out why he was naked.

[Ryan laughs]

What was he doing?

- Thanks for helping my mom today.

- You can thank me with a taco.

- A whole taco? - Or two.

Quick quiz. - Mm-hm.

- Do you have herpes?

- Yeah. - Same.

- Do you tell people you sleep with?

- What is wrong with you?

I never tell people. [Ryan laughs]

- It's pretty cool seeing you do your thing today.

- Oh yeah. - Doing work mode.

- You mean like,

seeing me as something other than slutty Emma?

- Mmm-Hmm. - Don't get me wrong,

I really enjoy the label.

It is, it's okay. I like it.

But why not just like sarcastic Emma?

Or- - No.

- Vet Emma or Emma with the great tits.

- Great, that's, that's a strong word.

Really good. - They are great.

They are great. - Really good.

- Just Emma. - Just Emma.

You're talking about like a whole three-dimensional person.

Wow.

Does that mean I get to be a whole three-dimensional person?

- God, I don't know.

I don't know, you really are just slutty Ryan.

[they laugh]

- Come on, I got facets.

- You're just slutty Ryan.

- I am faceted. - You're really slutty.

- Multifaceted. Here how about-

- Okay, here's what I'll give you.

- All right. - You're in process Ryan.

- In process Ryan. - In process.

- What about sexy funeral surprise Ryan.

- Human remains thief, Ryan. - Pet killer Ryan.

- If you had deceased best friend,

that would be one hell of a Grindr profile

and I'd totally hit that.

- You did hit that.[

You remember that, right?

- Did I? - Mm-hm.

- I was, I don't remember that.

You're just like,

you're just like a highly forgettable lover.

I'm sorry to say. - Mm, right.

Why'd that only happen once?

- Why did that only happen once?

There was no real reason to do it twice.

- I got it.

Pathologically unable to do anything

but run away from his feelings.

Even before he has them.

Especially before he has them, Ryan.

- That is a perfect nickname.

- Succinct, right?

- It's so concise. - That's the point.

And catchy too.

- If you really don't wanna go home right now,

you can stay at my place.

- Whoa. - With a caveat.

I have company later. - Of course.

- It was prearranged.

I just don't want to get your heart all fucked up

'cause you're so obviously catching feelings

for me right now. - Ah.

I think I can handle it.

- [Emma] Okay. - [Date] Like that.

- [Emma] Yeah, okay. - [Date] Like that.

- [Emma] Yeah.

Oh my God. - [Dan] Yeah.

- [Emma] Oh my God. - [Dan] Yeah.

- [Emma] Oh my God, okay.

- [Dan] Come on. - [Emma] Oh my God.

- I can't handle it.

[folk music]

- Oh, shit.

Hey man, hey, do you guys have like filtered water.

Tap, like, grosses me out, man.

- You know she has herpes, right?

- Huh? - Yeah, you're welcome.

- Nah, man, it looks cool.

Looks cool. Ah!

[folk music]

[guitar strums]

- Haaaaaaaa.

Haaaaaaaa.

Haaaaaa. [solemn music]

[hand slaps] Come on.

God. [Ryan sniffs]

♪ Tossing the keys ♪

♪ Follow me, ah ♪

- No, no, no, no, no, no, guys,

I'm telling you, the Paris Hilton sex tape is,

is like a part of our cultural identity.

It's gonna be in a museum one day.

Oh! [guests cheer]

Hey, can you, can you stand here?

Take over my game.

And that is my drink.

Don't roofie it. I'll know.

Hey, Max, what's wrong?

- Hey. - Hey.

Can't believe how many people came, right?

Have you met anyone yet?

- Nah. I've just been chilling out, scoping the scene.

- Dude, come on.

You, you can't waste this opportunity.

Your bedroom is like 10 feet away from all of these girls.

- Yeah, I just haven't seen a girl that I think would like me.

- Max, come on.

Don't do that over analyzing thing, man.

I'm telling you, you just gotta like, pick a girl

and say the dumbest thing that comes to your mind.

Look, watch. Hey, my lady.

Hey, can we talk for a second?

Just one second.

What's this? What ya got?

Oh, it's a cheese platter, huh?

Hey, are you having a, a Gouda time?

- Wow. Sorry, did you,

did you really think that was gonna work?

- Oh, no, you didn't like it.

Oh God, I'm so Camemberrassed.

- Okay, how do I make this stop?

- It's easy. You just tell me your name.

- Jenna, very cheesed to meet you.

- Hey, there we go!

Jenna gets it.

Jenna's on board.

Here take that.

You go do some damage.

Remember, you're a catch, all right.

Don't forget it. Get crazy.

Come with me, Jenna.

[hip hop music]

- Hi, beery nice to meet you.

- What?

- I said beery 'cause you're holding a beer.

- Are you autistic?

[guests cheer] [upbeat music]

- Hey, do you have a lighter I can borrow, man?

- Oh, here, here, candle, should we light.

Get it romantic?

[pop music]

Wow, whoa. [pop music]

- Tell me I look hot.

- You look, you look super hot.

- How hot? - Really hot.

[Ryan laughs]

[Jenna moans]

- You fuck like my dad.

[pop music]

Make me come, pussy.

[Jenna moans]

I'm so glad I lost my virginity to you.

I'm just fucking with you.

[Ryan and Jenna laugh]

Fuck. [Ryan knocks]

Max! Max!

Fuck, Max.

Hey, Max, wake up.

I kinda fucked up, man.

I drank too much and, and I pissed the bed.

- I pissed myself yesterday. Don't worry.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, the girl,

the girl was in the bed.

The girl from before.

She's, she's there.

We, we had, we had sex.

And she's in the bed. She slept over.

Should I blame her? - No.

Girls know the smell of their own pee.

- Oh, fuck! What do I do?

- Don't worry about it, man.

I got you covered.

Just go back in there and pretend to be asleep.

- What? Why? - Just trust me.

I got this. - Thank you.

- Yeah.

- I'm gonna kill you.

- Jesus. - I'm gonna kill you.

Get outta here. - Save yourself.

I'll handle this. - I'm gonna kill you.

Get outta here.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

No, no, no, holy shit!

You hit him. - Fuck yeah, motherfucker!

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- What the fuck are you doing?

- That's my fucking roommate, psycho.

- What the fuck? - Max!

- What kind of sick shit is this?

Okay, you two are fucked in the head.

I mean, did you think I'd be into some sort of

murder role play or something?

Because you should have warned me.

I would've been into it.

[Max moans]

- Max! Max! Are you okay?

- She would've been into it.

That's a missed opportunity.

- Did you see that?

You saved my ass.

- You would've done the same for me, man.

- Oh, fuck, yeah! Mwah!

Come on, lets see this thing.

[Max groans]

- Oh, how does it look?

- No, I think it's just, no, it's just a little cut.

- Yeah? - Yeah, come on.

Let's get you cleaned up.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- What, what, what, what?

What's, what, what? - Listen to me.

- What? - Just listen to me, okay.

In the Valley, there's this school, Spring Hill Elementary.

It's where I went. - Yeah, I, I know.

I went there too.

- In the back, there's a playground, there's a sandbox.

I want you to spread my ashes there.

- Your ash, come on, man.

You're gonna be fine.

It's not a big deal. - I'm serious.

I want you to spread my ashes in the sandbox.

- Why? - 'Cause the first grade

was the best year of my life.

I peaked.

- Come on, man. That's not true.

- Yeah, it is.

Laura Newsome had a crush on me.

I got the citizenship award.

Best year of my life.

Nothing feels that good as an adult.

I get that stuck in the mud feeling,

I don't know.

Maybe it's just the way I'm built but,

when I die, I want to go back to that peak time, okay.

- Okay.

[solemn music]

[Ryan chuckles]

[pop music] [water runs]

- Emma, hey, it's Ryan.

I just wanted to call,

let you know I'm on my way to let go of Max's ashes.

And I don't know,

I, I guess I just wanted to call and say thank you.

You know, for the chat.

Listen, if you ever, you know,

wanna grab another taco or a, or a beer or,

I don't know, like an ice cream cone,

or if you wanna come to the spreading,

you know of, of Max's ashes, then you know,

that would be cool.

I'll be at Spring Hill Elementary in a, in a few hours.

All right, cool. I'll, I'll talk to you later.

- Hey! Dan, wake up.

Hey, I need you to get outta here.

I gotta do something.

- Babe, if you gotta go take a dump, just go.

It's your house.

Don't worry about it.

- No, I, I have to go see someone.

I have to go see a friend of mine.

- Oh, that guy from last night?

- What? How did you know that? Yes, Ryan.

- He had like a vibe for you.

I can tell.

Oh, you would tell me if you had like herpes

or anything, right?

- Of course, I would. - Cool.

- Peekaboo motherfucker. - What the fuck?

- Remember me?

stripped at your weird ass funeral,

then you tried to cheat me outta my fee.

- What? - Real classy dick face.

- What the fuck are you talking?

I gave you a check. - There's no way you thought

my real name was Holly Moneymaker.

I can't cash that shit. - What?

500? - No, no.

I think it's 1,000 now. - 1,000.

- There's interest, I'm not stupid.

- Okay, oh, shit, Spanish.

I don't, I don't speak Spanish.

[Holly speaks Spanish]

- No, go forward. I, I wanna get this over with.

[Holly and Ryan speak Spanish]

- There you go, $1,000.

Can we go now? - We're good.

- Good, bye. - No, no, no,

you gotta take me back to my car.

- What are you talking about? Get an Uber or something.

- I'm not gonna spend the money

you just gave me on an Uber to take here to the ATM

when I had to go because of you anyway.

- Okay, okay.

- What's your plan with this guy here?

- I was on my way to let it go. You-

- Oh, you were. Good for you.

It's good to let things go.

You let things go it, opens up your life

for new good things come in.

- Mm-hm - Yep.

[Ryan knocks]

- Lucy, before you say anything, please,

just hear me out, okay.

I know I shouldn't have stolen Max's ashes,

but last night I remembered that years ago,

Max told me how he wanted to be laid to rest, for real.

- He told you how he wants his ashes spread?

- Yes. I mean, it's, it's a long story.

It involves him getting hit in the head with a wine bottle

after I hooked up with this girl, but yes.

I think it would mean a lot to Max if we went

and we did this together.

And, and not, not just you and me.

You can invite your family, you know,

your grandmother and demented uncle and you know,

all of us go

and say goodbye to Max the way that,

the way that I think he wanted us to say goodbye.

- So let me get this straight.

You wanna invite me

and my family to spread my dead brother's ashes

the way that you think should be spread?

After you took them.

- Yes.

- You're such an asshole.

[door slams]

Let's go.

[solemn music]

Ryan, really. - I'm sorry.

- Keep fighting the good fight for both of us.

- I will, brother. Good luck out there.

- Hey, good luck in here and in here.

- You think the ashes are dangerous?

- What?

- Kids play in the sandbox?

You know, kids eat sand and shit.

If they- - Oh.

- Is that a problem?

- I don't know.

♪ The space is between my eyes ♪

- It's tough out there.

- How much should I pour out here?

- [Lucy] Just a bit, you know.

- There you go.

♪ It means nothing at all ♪

Just a little bit, huh? - [Lucy] Yeah, a little bit.

- What? Like a leg?

A toe? [Lucy laughs]

- Ryan, you're ruining this moment.

- Sorry. Sorry. - I'm really trying.

- Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

[solemn music]

- I feel like maybe we should push him around.

Mix it up. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Lets do that.

- All right, Max.

This is probably how the zombie apocalypse starts.

Get a kick outta that.

[Lucy cries] [solemn music]

[Ryan and Lucy moan]

♪ Something stupid ♪

- Hey, so I am here.

I think this is the right one.

Oh, I think I see your car.

Okay, delete this.

See you in a sec.

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Whoa ♪