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Thanks again.

Oh, can't you stay a few more hours? I'm
making bee pancakes.

Um, no, unfortunately, I can't. I really
have to get back.

Well, at least say hi to Megan Martin.
Oh, did it? Oh.

Oh, it's too bad. It's too bad. Oh, it's
so good to see you kids.

And how nice you get to stop by for a
little breakfast on your way to work.

no, school's out for the summer. And I
just took off because it's so nice out.

Figured we'd just hang out, maybe get in
the pool.

Oh, uh, Mom, they did not have any
Snickers in the gas station, so we got

Milky Way. Oh, that's great. Thanks. Oh,
and hey, these were at my house. See? I

told you. Well, your stuff is better
than mine.

Well, I gotta say, you two look exactly
the same.

And how are Brooke and Carrie? Are
they...

Still the same.

And I'm sorry I still haven't seen
Carrie's new show, the wind one. But all

friends at work say it's awesome. Yeah,
my friends say it is so, so awesome. Oh,

hey, if you guys do want to swim, we're
out of sunscreen.

Oh, I can run out to Target and get
some.

I'll go with.

Why, do you also need something from
Target?

No, just to keep her company.

That's nice of you. Come on, you. I'm
not going to make you go to Target

You know what? I think I will stay and
hang for a couple hours.

Yay! Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Brooke, she's an agent now, right?

Or a manager?

Sorry, we're nothing like your kids.

Neither of us know a thing about the
entertainment industry.

That's bullshit.

Like, I'm the one in the industry
constantly doing good, and yet nothing?

He had to have hired a publicist, right?

Brooke, it's 8 .30 a .m. How are we
already at a 10 about something?

But yes, anytime anyone's on anything,
it's a publicist.

Bye,

Brooke. Bye.

Oh, they just came to the hospital.
Please. He might have these losers

but I know that he worked for this. And
it is my job today to prove it.

Actually, your job today is quite a few
other things. I just need to get into

his email.

Oh, uh, hey, Natalie.

I just want to... and Lance a little
something, you know, say congrats for

so dang good. Do you mind DMing me his
new little Addie? Yeah, sure.

That's really sweet.

Well, I hope you don't do this, but I
have to go meet a new client and know

you're going to, so I guess just text me
when you end up burning down his entire

apartment.

The Addie.

Hey, everyone. Thank you all for being
here to talk about helping me win the

Academy Award for Best Actor in a Motion
Picture. Or supporting.

Let's do it. Well, sorry I can't be
there in person. I'm still in the

But I've already found the movie to
maybe get you that Oscar, Carrie.

Wait, really? It's called... One night
with Albert, and it's about a gay man

had a brief love affair with Albert
Einstein the night before he published

theory of relativity.

Albert Einstein was gay?

It's rumored he was, by the writer of
this movie.

Uh, sure, yes. I want to be gay Albert
Einstein and win an Oscar. So the role

up for grabs.

But even though you're the lead of a TV
show, the producers are not 100 % sure

that they see you as a leading man.

I mean, it's a sexual role. And you play
an elf on Wind Weaver. So in the next

month, I want to have you read for them,
get you in for some chemistry tests.

Oh, the next month? Is there any way to
do this faster? I was hoping to fit it

in before I go back to Wind Weaver
because I am completely free until then.

might have a way to go faster.

Oh, sorry, everyone. This is Shuley, the
newest member of the team. She wouldn't

work with me before because I was too
small time.

But last night, she emailed begging me
to hire her. Oh, I wouldn't say begging.

Well, I have it here printed out. I will
kill you. But I do have a faster way

for producers to see Carrie as a leading
man.

Oh, wait. Carrie, do you have a, um...
Uh, yes.

Yes, I do, actually. Perfect.

We'll be right...

Whoa, Carrie Dubeck is packing.

OK, you've got the role. They can now
see you as a leading man.

Thank you so much, Julie. Hey, thank
that big old PP.

OK, so the next step is financing.

I'll circle up with the producers, see
what studios they're out to, and this

part will take a beat. How long is a
beat?

I mean, we're looking for $20 to $25
million.

Well, what if I were to just call my
mom?

Can she finance it?

They don't care. You cray.

And I love it.

Come on.

Where are you?

No shirt, huh? Looks like someone who
works to get attention to me.

Hi. Flower delivery for Mr. Arroyo.

Oh,

Deborah. Feed the third floor.
Apartment's repeat.

Thank you.

Hmm. Bingo.

After email open. Idiot. Okay, let's
search public then.

Weird. Okay.

Public relations.

No results.

It's okay.

I got plenty of time.

Oops. Forgot something.

What else can I search?

What would I write in an email to a
publicist?

No?

Nothing?

Does he just never send any email?

Oh, hell yeah.

Hi, man.

Where you going on this on Friday?

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck.

What do I do?

I'm not going to kill him. Oh, look who
it is. Give me that rock, baby.

Let's go.

Oh, just set off the fire alarm.

Yo, Mr.

McMurtry. It's Lance.

Lance. Sorry, man.

Forgot to give you your pill. Thank you.
Also, I had another accident in my

chair. It's all good. I'll run you a
bath. We'll get you cleaned up.

And I'm going to close this window for
you. We got to keep you safe.

Hey, Lance.

You're the best man I know.

Thanks, Mr. Ram.

Wait, I actually think this is Carrie's
suit that I'm wearing. Really?

Yeah. Aw.

Well, and I love your suit, Pat.

Oh, why, thank you. Isn't it so
gorgeous?

And so, wait, when do you go back to
work?

Not till September. Or, you know, really
the last week of August, just so I can

get my room set up. Still so much time.

That's so nice.

Mom, can you grab me a coat?

Oh, and some towels. Sorry, sorry.
Sorry.

Kids, am I right, Pat?

Always needing something from you.

I have between $20 and $25 million.

Uh, for why, honey?

Oh, also, you're on speakerphone. I'm
here with Megan Mark.

Hi. Hey, Carrie. Hi, Carrie. By the way,
I was so sorry to see those pictures of

you online. First your hole, now your
little penis. Oh, no, the penis was on

purpose. It's for this movie I'm calling
about.

On purpose? It is this really beautiful
indie that needs financing, and I was

wondering if you would want to help get
it off the ground. It would really,

really mean a lot.

Uh, okay. I mean, sure, honey. Oh, my
gosh. Thank you so much, Mom. Thank you.

really, really appreciate it.

Wow. Okay. We are really moving.

For the first time, I can see how you
and Brooke are related.

Okay, so what's next?

So, the last piece of the puzzle is a
director.

I'll move as fast as I can and start
reaching out to people.

And I'll start generating Oscar buzz in
the press. In fact... I already secured

you a profile in the New York Times.

Whoa. And it's not too soon for that?
No. The Oscar for next year may have

already been won. We got to move.

Yes. I love it. So since the movie One
Night with Albert, they want to do a

feature called One Night with Carrie,
where the writer will just hang out with

you and maybe your friends and boyfriend
at a bar or something for One Night

with Carrie.

Just whatever you do on a Friday night.

Oh, um, sure, yeah. I mean, I am
actually always hanging out with my

boyfriend on a Friday night. So he'll
meet you and your crew at 8, wherever

want. Cool. Yeah, let me just call my
wife and BFFs and just

make sure we're on for our normal hang
sesh. All right.

Oh, now it's the sister.

Sorry. So there was nothing in his email
and he washed an old man's butt for

free? Maybe they did just ask him.
Julie, no. He hired a publicist. I just

to see his phone contacts for proof. But
I can't go back in looking like myself

because the doorman knows I stole his
keys. That's probably for the best. So I

went into the redhead. What?

Why does this even matter? Because if he
didn't hire a publicist, he's what?

Inherently better than us and everyone
just knows it?

I mean, what does that make me, Julie?
Dog shit?

Okay, this sort of feels like a therapy
situation.

Let's fucking do this.

God.

Okay. Michael Connett.

No. Sharon haircut.

No. Where is...

Why? Oh, what do you think about doing
an expose on pee about nurses?

Like, how much good do they really do?
Because between you and me, it feels

it's more the doctors.

Um, sure, honey. I mean, I guess we
could. And since we're not getting the

recognition we deserve for our night of
undeniable good, I want to have meetings

all next week about more good stuff we
can do for pee.

OK? All right.

Oh, fuck.

He's out of the shower. I got to go.

God, she hung up. OK.

All right.

Where's my phone?

Brooke told me about, I can use to find
it. It makes my phone a big, loud

screeching noise.

Wait, what's it called?

Doesn't remember, because he never
listens. Yet everyone says he... Oh,

my phone!

Brooke told me about it at the zoo.

She just said that Alexis Bledel is
probably mean in real life.

Okay, so he does listen?

Who the hell talks to themselves this
much? Like, out loud?

Who's this even... Wait,

it's outside?

Okay. He's not going to chase me in just
a towel.

Get back here! I don't have to chase you
in just a towel!

Fuck.

Hey!

Hey!

Okay, where is my boyfriend?

Nice and light there. All right?

Nice.

There he is. Got a whiskey.

Hey, honey, I just... stopping by to see
if I could ask you a fave.

So the Times wants to do this really
cool profile on me where I hang out with

boyfriend. You know we can't be seen in
town again.

We'll get ourselves killed.

Or worse.

Totally. I know you are a closeted sheep
herder now, and we are only supposed to

really hang up here on the range, but I
just thought maybe this one... I'm

just... No way.

I'm not...

Sorry, is this from your new movie?
Because it's very similar to Brokeback.

is what we're doing up here. Yeah,
right.

It ain't natural.

It's also like God's own country. Why
are they making another one of these?

Wait, is this... Eggs, are we about to
have sex?

Oh, right. They have sex in these. These
cultures do have sex.

Oh, thank the Lord, yeah. Let me see
that dick. Let me see that dick.

Okay, whoa.

Oh, getting right to it. I guess I'll
have to see that dick later, but yeah.

Oh.

So I just want to make sure we have lube
in the tent. Not sure I saw.

Hmm.

Not quite sure that's going to do the
trick. Is there really no lube in here?

Well, let's at least do more than just
the one.

Oh.

Oh, I mean, yes.

Oh.

Finally happening.

Yeah. Love this.

Go.

Hooray.

Okay, so that's a no on the boif.

Some friends.

Hey,

so I am calling because I need some
friends for this New York Times thing

tonight, and I'm not sure if we are
friends, but... Carrie, you are my best

friend. But sadly, I do have plans
tonight with a lady.

Oh, okay. Well, I'm glad you're getting
back out there. And that's cool. I've

got tons of other people I could try. So
I wasn't dead last.

Hello?

What's that? Alarm. And why does it
sound like you might be dying? Because I

told him to prove that he hired a
publicist, but then he stopped and he

chasing me. Then I tried to lose him by
running into some random building, but

it turns out it's a fucking utility
closet or something. And now I'm trapped

like a goddamn animal. Fuck!

So I take it neither of you are free for
a party tonight.

Also, why didn't you just drop the
phone? Because I know there's a clue in

Carrie. I just gotta find it. I know,
man. I know you're in there.

Fuck. He's right above me. I gotta go,
Carrie. So I guess I'll just text every

single person in my phone.

Someone shows up to be my friend.

God, that's some dark shit.

Come on, dude. Game over. There's
nowhere else to run. And you know what?

calling the cops. God, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Is what I would say if I didn't believe
that we all make mistakes.

Come on. Because you may have done some
bad things, but I don't think you're a

bad person.

You don't? So how about you just give me
my phone back and I'll let you go.

But not.

before giving you $600 in cold, hard
cash.

You can go get yourself a hot meal, or
maybe even a new phone, because it seems

like you really need one.

Jesus, did people just find him?

Wait, holy shit, my PR crew.

You guys got me this?

Yes! Fucking knew it, baby!

Hey, man, I'm sorry. It's been like this
kind of weird amount of time without

you responding, so I'm just...

Can I have it back?

Oh, yeah, sure.

I got just what I need. Thank you.

Although I do need a new phone.

Thanks so much for doing a profile like
this. We find it to be a fun peek inside

a celeb's life. It lets the reader
experience them with their loved ones,

friends. Totally.

Such a fun idea. Can you introduce me to
everyone? Oh, yeah, sorry. How rude of

me.

This is my ex -agent, Shrimp Scampi. No,
it's Dip

Hamplin. Wait, hold on. Is it Shrimp
Scampi?

They both sound right.

Oh, my God.

And this is Bashant Acharya, another
dear friend I met when I worked at his

restaurant. Yes, though it sadly
shuttered on March 12, 2020.

That fateful day someone found a rat in
their pasta.

Ew. And finally, this is Michael...
Haircut. Or, uh...

My last name's actually Engel. I just
used to cut his hair.

So, yeah.

These my besties. Love these kooks.
Anyway, guys, go. Dance. Mingle.

How unusual.

All your best friends are from your very
distant past.

Well, I'm humble. I still cherish the
people who knew me when.

Yeah, let's go with that angle.

God, please let someone real show up.

So you stole his phone and he chased you
for three miles to give you $600?

Yeah, I think it's time to call it. He's
just that good.

Nope, no, because then I saw a text from
his PR crew. They're coming over at 8,

so I'm thinking I could get there early,
hide in his closet, and then catch him

in the act.

Brooke, do not do that.

Okay, I will take that into
consideration.

Plus, the doorman definitely knows your
face now. I mean, you'd have to go back

in in, like, full prosthetics, like your
mom used to do.

No, you're right. That would be too far.

truly unhinged. It would be like the
Brooke I knew is dead and a new, darker

Brooke had risen in her place.

Cool. Then, yeah, I won't do it.

Oh. Okay, I gotta go. I'm walking into a
movie.

She's not walking into a movie.

It's open!

Showtime, baby!

Time to see your PR crew, Nurse Arroyo.
Because I know what you've got down in

the muck for the...

An entire extended family from Puerto
Rico?

We're so proud of you, Lance.

Hey, you guys got me this.

Let's celebrate, Lance. Oh, nice.

Jerry, I don't know if you heard, but
they're making another movie that's kind

of like Brokeback Mountain.

No, I'm painfully aware.

Oh, I think another friend is here. Oh,
good. I look forward to turning around

and seeing who it is.

Hey, Gary.

Hey, everyone. My old improv 101
teacher?

Yep, another one of my true ride -or
-dies.

Tom! Hey, thank you so much for sticking
with me despite the allegations.

Uh, sorry, what allegations, sir? Okay,
what do you say we get the whole posse

together for a pic? Oh, sure.

Um, and why don't we have my improv
teacher take it? Shouldn't we wait for

old guy? I think he went to go pee.

Whoa,

Vachon? Long time no see!

What? We've been hanging here all night.

You invited me today.

What? Oh,

wait, is Carrie here?

I'm the other gay waiter.

But I guess it's cool like you and he
still hang.

Yeah, the New York Times are doing a
profile on him, and they wanted all of

best friends to be here for it.

So naturally, he thought of me.

Hey, why is Carrie Dubeck taking pics
with the guy who cuts my hair?

And the guy who cuts my hair.

because I don't know anyone more
dedicated to his family than you. What?

I cannot do that all night.

Make out a third time?

Wait, did I ever tell you guys about the
time Lance tried to donate so much

blood? He passed out. Yeah, I'm out of
here. He just kept saying, please let me

donate more. People need the blood.

Hey, everybody.

Hi, Connie, you made it.

Hey, you're Connie?

How's your leg? I'm so sorry I'm late.
Please, who cares? We just want to see

that ring.

Aw, Connie's getting married?

Okay,

wait, wait, I got another one. Remember
the time that Lance saved that little

bird? Oh, my God, I have a Lance saving
a little animal story, too. Me, too.

Okay, no, bye.

You know, Harry, this man has a very
interesting look. Are you in need of an

acting agent?

No, I'm a full -time journalist.

Are you in need of an assistant?

Perhaps a brand -new Tempur -Pedic
mattress.

I'm very good at picking out a person's
firmness. You look like a 17.

Guess what?

I saw Carrie downstairs.

What? I'm Carrie.

Or, wait, is Curtis here?

You didn't tell him why you were here,
right?

Just because I...

I don't want him to be mad that I
invited you and not him. That's all.

No, I didn't tell him. But I met all his
friends, and they're so nice.

And his boyfriend.

He's hot, too. Great big lads.

He has a boyfriend now?

That's great.

Yeah, and they're all going to Curtis's
aunt's house in the Hamptons for his

birthday next week.

Major Gels, right?

Yeah, no, he always does that.

It's fun.

Yeah,

I'm happy for him.

at least 30?

Hey, everybody downstairs.

Go. I'm right behind you. I just want to
make sure everyone else is out safe.

What's your emergency?

Please, quick.

There's a fire.

Don't worry. Help is on the way.

Hello,

ma 'am. I'm here to help.

Whoa. It was actually so fast.

My name is Lance Arroyo.

Just leave me.

Let me die. It's insidious.

Hey. Hey, Mac, just checking in on the
director's pitch. As a reminder, I am

fully free until Wind Weaver. Nothing
else going on. So I'm excited to shoot.

Hey, is Lucas Lambert -Moy coming
tonight?

Would love to have him for this. No, no,
no, no.

Even though things are so, so great with
us right now.

I do. I just like to keep my Fridays for
just my friend.

Holy shit.

Edie? Speaking of, one of my very best
friends is here now.

Hi. Can you tell me who invited me to
this thing?

I didn't save the number. It's not
familiar to me, and they've been texting

for like a year. It's starting to drive
me nuts.

Oh,

Carrie Dubik.

All right, that makes sense.

I have a dinner thing, so as far as you
know, I was never here.

Wait, Edie?

Edie!

Edie!

Okay. Let's move. Yeah, let's do it. Um,
I should just probably say bye to

Carrie first, right? Like, if a shot
told him I was here, I don't want to be

asshole. No.

Okay, um, I guess... Never mind.

Hey, Carrie Dubek?

Oh, my God.

Are we friends?

Hi. No, I'm with Sally Mae.

You haven't made a loan payment in seven
years, but you texted me your location.

So I thought I'd show up and get the $14
,000 in person.

Credit card?

Okay,

now. You know, I can walk from here.

But thank you, Sonny. You got it?

Oh, my God. Your eyebrow's falling off.
Oh, um, that fire really licked me good.

Yes! That's a rescue!

Daddy! Okay, sort of feels like you guys
could take it from here, no?

Okay, is everyone accounted for? Yeah,
yeah, that's everyone.

Let's hear it for my sobrino, Lance!
Woo!

Oh, wait, hold on, hold on.

Where's Connie?

Really?

Did she not come out with us?

I didn't see her. Oh, shit!

She's still inside!

It's me.

It's just me.

That's it.

I can't do this anymore.

I'm so fucked up. I'm so fucked up since
I met you.

I just... I got no one.

Nothing. It's not right what we're doing
together. It's not natural.

I just... I wish I knew how to... Oh, my
God. I almost said quit, you Jesus.

It shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't
fucking...

like this.

She was just with us. She was dancing.
No, she got tired. Remember?

Yeah, I saw her go right down.

Chisco, she's sleeping?

Fire's been contained.

There is some damage to the kitchen and
4C.

Could have been worse.

Could have been a lot worse.

Special thanks to Mr. Arroyo for getting
everyone out.

I guess

he is just that good.

He is purely good, and I am...

any clearer that I am just bad.

Huh? Hello?

Hi there. Good evening.

My name is Angelica Yates. I'm with the
GFP Board of Jurors. Is this Brooke

Dubeck? Yeah, this is she. I'm calling
to inform you that Chase Dreams Presents

A Night of Undeniable Good has been
selected to receive the 2023 Peabody

for Excellence in Media in the category
of Public Service.

That was incredible.

So much better than Marvel's team movie,
you.

I've missed you so much, sweetie.

I missed you too, my Patricia.

But this just can't happen again.

No. No, no, no. Because I thought about
it, and it could be fun that you always

need to wear prosthetics to go to
dinner. It'll be like every day is

No.

I just...

I can't have you be part of my family
anymore, Streeter.

I need you to just be my manager so my
family can be my family.

What do you mean?

I just... I didn't miss anything in Ohio
except my kids.

I was there and I realized I don't have
my kids anymore.

Or not the way I had them.

And everything in my life can be insane,
but not me and them.

We need to be normal. And if we're
normal, then I can handle the rest.

So first thing tomorrow, I need to pull
out of Carrie's movie, and I need to...

I need to fire Brooke as my manager.

Okay, good night.