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I feel so bad stealing all this from work. Harry, that's the point of having

shitty job. It's the trade -off.

Wait, is that both salt and pepper shakers? Yes.

Okay, yes!

I love a park day! Oh, and there is someone I want you to meet.

Yes. This is Lance.

Hey. Hey.

Hi, Curtis.

Isn't he insane?

His body is so hot, I actually insist on having sex every 14 minutes. Otherwise,

I stop being able to concentrate properly.

Yeah. Don't put it on thing.

Well, sit. Have some wine. We have plenty of glasses. Almost 30.

Oh, no, I can't. I got work later.

Wait, I thought...

Brooke said you work at Foot Locker. I feel like you could show up tipsy for

that. Nah, anything I do, I like to do 100%. It wouldn't be fair if I didn't

bring him my A -game. God, how is he not people's sexiest man alive?

Anyway, what I need is coffee.

Oh, I actually have that, too.

You took the espresso machine?

Yeah. Oh, hell yeah, Curtis!

What was that? What was that that you just did?

Well, you guys never dabbed before.

I love it. Like this? Like this.

You can even double dab sometimes.

Double dab.

That's good.

Hey, girly. Where are you? Just trying to close that director loop and get an

Academy Award, LOL.

Just been quite a while, girly.

Not sure if these are going through.

At least let me know if these are going through.

At my BS, not sure how good reception is.

Oh, shit.

What happened there?

Hey,

Max. Sorry.

No, I'm reaching out a ton, Zs.

Just eager to close the loop on this director.

Get that Oscar before Wind Weaver Season 2.

Yas. So please, just call me back. Hey, Carrie again.

Truly sorry to bug you in the hampties, my girl, but it actually has been such a

weird amount of time since I've heard from you. Like, so long I don't think

the crazy one.

Anyway, please, call me back. My boyfriend works days, so I'm just

his house, free when I... I mean, this is just outrageous now. No, like,

call me...

I've lost all track of time, and I'm worried something might be wrong.

But I've called every hospital, and there's no Mackenzie at any. So at least

just let me know you're still alive, please?

Mackenzie!

Mackenzie!

Mackenzie!

Oh, those are pretty.

Yeah, I should brighten up the place. Oh, hey, have you talked to Carrie and

Brooke yet, given the bad news? No, I keep . Putting it off.

But I do think I'll start with Kerry. That's smart. He's way less scary.

I just hope he takes it okay.

I know how important this movie is to him, and now I'm pulling the funding?

Patricia, he'll get it. How much could he care about one movie?

Okay, this is actually hurtful now, Mackenzie.

Like, I am wasting away over here. And I don't know if this is how you treat

other clients, but this is not okay.

Like, this is not okay.

Fuck!

And why isn't Lucas back yet? Where is he? Okay, Mac, if this is how you want

play things, if this is how you choose to do business, you have left me no

choice but to come to you.

That's right. I googled your last name plus Hamptons, found your home address,

and guess what?

I am now on your street. I bet you didn't count on this, did you, Mackey?

this is who you've made me. This is who I am now because of you.

So buckle up, girl, because I'm here for answers. But more than that, I'm here

to hand you something very important.

Your own ass.

Remember me, Mac, from one billion years ago?

Where have you gone?

Not now, Mom. I'm trying to get it. It's removing me.

She is going to be so humiliated.

Mac, come out, come out, wherever.

I saw you. What's wrong? What are you doing here? So you are alive.

Do you know how long I've been trying to get in touch with you? Jesus fucking

Christ.

What? We need to attach a director so I can win an Oscar, but you haven't gotten

back to me in what, years?

Wait, this is about the director?

Yes, dude.

Remember you said you would hurry to attach one in that meeting? And then you

fully ghosted me. I've been calling hospitals looking for you.

I legit thought you were dead.

That's how long it's been.

Carrie, that meeting was yesterday.

What? Yeah. It was Friday morning.

It's Saturday night. It's been 36 hours.

Well, it certainly felt like a lot longer.

Did it not snow either?

No. What? But regardless.

You still could have called me back a lot sooner. Did you really not see me

at all?

No, I don't always check my phone on the weekend.

I have a life. Yeah, that's been made pretty clear.

Excuse me? You are, like, always in the Hamptons. Truly always. Like, how am I

supposed to win an Oscar or, frankly, do anything in this business if my agent

is always in the Hamptons? Are you fucking kidding me?

What? Are you fucking kidding me right now?

How fucking dare you come here and talk to me like this?

You do not get to come to my fucking home in the middle of the goddamn night

yell at me. A, I'm a goddamn fucking grown woman, and you will not speak to

like this. Do you understand?

I was, I just... And B, I'm always in the Hamptons. I mean, are you not

Like, factually speaking... Here's the question.

How do you even know that I've been in the Hamptons?

Like, how do you know?

Because I call you and I email you and I Zoom you from here nonstop to tell you

I got you something or to give you feedback on something or to game out how

win you a fucking Oscar now.

Like, do you even know the crazy shit that you have asked me to make happen

year? And I haven't blinked a fucking eye.

Look at your career. It's insane.

So, no, I have not been bad or slow at all.

Fucking all.

Period. End of story.

Hey, is everything okay? I heard yelling. Yes, it's just a client. It's

Oh, yeah. The wind weaver? Yep, yep, that's him. Thank you. It's fine.

This is my brother's house, so... Oh.

I didn't... Sorry, I didn't, um...

And I do know you've been working. I just didn't...

I'm sorry I came here.

I'm going to go. I'm going to catch the next Jitney home. It's two.

There are no next Jitneys.

Right. That's okay. I'm just going to... Give me a second.

You can stay here tonight. No, no, that would be insane.

Carrie, I'm not going to not let you have a place to stay.

I have to drive to the city in the morning. I will give you a ride. It's

Carrie, it's fine.

and they said that wouldn't be a problem. This is Carrie.

Carrie, my friend Jen.

You're going to be in that bedroom.

The bed's a little firm, but it's a trundle, so you just pull out the one

it. It's better.

Firm's fine. I'm just going to get you a sheet and a towel and stuff.

Let's see what we have.

Of course, this isn't going to match.

A little fitted sheet.

Probably no pillowcases, but... It won't be

tonight.

I really can't go. Also, I'm going to do a lot of laundry, and your clothes are

caked in mud, so why don't you just leave them outside, and I'll put them

too.

Okay. I'm sorry about your... Thank you.

Thanks. Yeah, it has not been fun.

I've never been to the Tony's before.

It's the Peabody's. Right.

It's Carrie.

God, I'm so nervous.

Hi, honey. How's it going?

Hey. Sorry I missed you before.

I'm not sure why you're calling, but I was thinking, and I

actually don't need funding for the movie anymore.

Wait, really?

Yeah, yeah, I just had a tough couple days and a weird night, and I think I

need to talk to my agent and get out of it altogether.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm out in the Hamptons. I'm actually pretty

close to where Curtis does his birthday, so I think I might just

try to spend the week with him if he'll have me instead of...

Trying to cram something else in real quick before Wind Weaver. Well, we'll

always remember this as your decision.

All right. Love you, Mom. I'll talk to you later. Okay, bye.

Gay people think they're so smart, but he had no idea.

Yay! Now all that's left is Brooke!

Oh, shit.

Hey. Hey.

How'd you sleep?

Good. Thanks. Is Mac awake or?

Yeah, she's in with our mom.

I'm actually going to drive you back if that's okay.

Yeah, yeah, I'll just, I'll talk to her later. And I actually need to go

somewhere a little closer if that's. Whoa, holy shit.

Is that that actor?

Oh, my God.

Famous method actor Lucas Lambert Moy spotted stumbling naked along Route 17

this morning.

I'm sorry, do you know him? Yeah, he might be my boyfriend.

Neighbors say Moy, who wrapped his most recent film yesterday and does not yet

have another one lined up, seemed disoriented and afraid.

We were just driving and we saw him like that. No, that is... It seemed like

maybe he had been in character for so long he forgot who he was. That's

pathetic. So I called the sheriff to see if he had some family in the area.

He must have come up here for some reason.

Thanks, mate.

Wait, why the heck am I talking so funny?

Well... He's been Australian this whole time? No wonder he books. I'm sorry, you

didn't know that?

How long have you two been together? Oh, I don't really want to say.

And I actually think we might break up soon.

Lucas, my baby!

It's your mama!

Lucas, my baby, it's your husband!

Yep, we're done.

Let's go.

Thank you so much for the ride. You got it.

Oh,

my God.

I'm not here to be weird, I swear. I just, uh, could we, uh, maybe talk

somewhere?

In private.

God, this house is so pretty.

I know.

So sad she's a Republican.

Wait, did she charge you again?

Yep, and added like a laundry fee.

Because I think she just assumes we're doing anal on all of her beds.

Which... So, uh...

Congrats on the Oscar buzz.

When do you shoot? Like, now?

Well, that was the plan, yes, but I'm not going to do that anymore,

which is why I'm here. I don't care

about work. I'm trying not to care about work as much starting now because I

think it's fully killing me.

It's just... It's... Everything I wanted for so long, or I thought I wanted, I

don't even know what all I wanted. You wanted to be the most famous actor in

world so everyone would love you and be impressed by you, but also scared of you

and then never judge you in any way because they were too constantly in awe

you.

It's what we all wanted.

But then I... I don't know, I just... Now I just don't have anything else, any

friends, or I...

I never had any friends, actually, except for you. So I'm not doing the

this week. I just want to be here with you in this homophobic woman's beautiful

house, like I have been for the past ten years, and just fix things. Like, I

want to know what you're up to again. Like, you have a boyfriend now?

Yes, the rumors are true.

I really appreciate this.

And with, like... hoping for it.

Because I was starting to worry that you were going to be one of those friends

that I just had for a time, and I... I didn't want you to be a friend for a

time.

So thank you.

But I just, um... I don't think I can have you stay, though.

Oh, I... I won't be shitty, I promise. I won't talk about me, I won't talk

about... Work, I... No, I know. It's just... You were kind of shitty to my

friends, too.

And I feel like you owe not just me an apology.

And it's weirdly my boyfriend's birthday, too, and so it's like a co

I'm just... I'm nervous to change the vibes.

Oof, yeah. Tough hearing you being somewhere we'll...

change the vibes. Sorry, was that too rude? I'm truly not trying to kick a

friend out. No, it's fine. I would change the vibes.

So, we'll just pick this up later.

Yeah. I mean, I feel like I should just kiss you passionately in the rain and

take you right back, but it's just not 100 % the move for me right now. Yeah,

no, it's your call. I mean, I'm here.

In a month or in a year or what?

It won't be a year.

And since you came all this way, I can at least show you a picture of my

boyfriend's dick before you go.

Okay, good. Yes, I would take that. Here.

I know. It's so thick.

Is it on sideways?

Yes, basically. Wow.

I like the pose, too.

I know.

It was showing it all. Yeah, exactly.

We took like 50 of them.

Oh,

hey,

Mac. Carrie.

Hey. Hey.

I have some insane news about the movie.

Kelly Reichardt wants to direct.

Also, Harry Styles is in as the love interest.

Wait.

What?

Sorry, is this real?

Yeah. He says he wants another stab at playing gay. He really thinks he can get

it right this time.

Anyway, they all want to get drinks tonight.

Oh, and you can let your mom off the financing hook. I mean, with you three,

money's rolling in. Whoa.

This is insane.

And it's tight, but we can fit this in before Windweaver. So, yeah, it's all

happening, Carrie.

This could be your Academy Award.

And I want to say thank you to our entire crew. You know who you are, which

the only reason I'm not saying your names, because I do know them.

God, this is so insane.

Am I really not imagining this? Like, how is no one stopping?

Okay, I also want to say to every young girl watching this that this award is

proof once and for all that I am good.

Is everyone really seeing this? I cannot believe no one stopped. Okay, I'm going

to stop you.

First off, your speech can only be 30 seconds.

And how long was it so far, like 40, 45?

It's been 25 and a half minutes.

Second, I wouldn't pepper the whole thing with why is no one stopping this.

feels odd to the listener.

I know. I'm just nervous because once you start getting attention for being

good, that's when people come for you. When people come for you? Yes. Don't you

remember when Jamila Jamil launched that body positivity app and then everyone

accused her of lying about being attacked by bees? I do not remember one

that. I just... I really don't want this award taken away from me. Brooke, no

one is coming for you in the next 30 minutes, okay? I promise.

30 minutes till deadline.

Huh. This article's gonna take you down. Yep.

I am coming for you, girl.

God, this is so legit.

I mean, yeah, it's the Emmys.

No, it's not.

Okay, Pat.

You're going to head to that first camera with AP.

Okay. Chase, you're at the second one with Reuters. And Brooke, we have you at

the third cam with Judy from Peabody's .com. Sorry, what exactly is Judy going

to ask me? Because I'd sort of rather go straight to getting my award. You know.

Have it in my hand.

No, it's your night. You gotta do the carpet first.

Fuck. This is where it ends for me. I mean, look at this Judy woman. She is

waiting to nail me to the cross.

But what cross? And for what sin? Like, I know I'm bad, but how?

And who told her? Was it you? Oh my God, Brooke, get a grip. This is all based

on literally nothing.

You're good, you made something good, and you deserve this.

Now go.

God, you are so not good.

And now everyone will know.

You do not deserve a pea body, that's for sure.

And posted.

Brooke, thanks for chatting. I'll make this quick. I only have one question,

it's about something I just read online. Actually, moments ago.

Online? About me?

Moments ago?

Uh -huh.

I read...

But you?

You. You.

You. You. You. To date people's sexiest man alive? Is that true?

Oh. Oh, my God.

Yes. Which makes sense, because we are both unimpeachable sweeties.

Perfect in every way.

So true.

Anyway, enjoy your night.

Really? That's it? Like, next stop I go in a peabody on national TV? Well,

peabodies .com, but yes.

Okay. Well, hell yeah, Judy.

Yes, everything's fine, and now I finally get to accept an award that

that I am good.

Now, Chase, I do have to ask you about a pretty scathing article that actually

just came out about you.

What? And... Oh, dear.

God, you're so good.

That accuses you of winning a Peabody for a mental health special while

exploiting people's... struggling with mental health to sell albums.

And, Pat, I also have to ask about an article just posted about you.

And posted.

Regarding since -deleted tweets, which were screenshotted and paint you as a

classist elitist with a disdain for small -town America.

Oh, fuck.

So what do you say to all this?

No, okay. No, sorry. We have to go. Thank you. We're done here. Let's go.

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Here we go. Here we go.

Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've been waiting for is almost here.

Our ceremony will begin.

What now? What happens now? Hey, can you guys clear? Thank you.

Jesus, pet.

You tweeted all this about Ohio?

These people should be in jail for what their houses look like. Thank God. I

don't think this shit looks good still. Everything we ate was awful. Mom, you

can't say this shit about your base. God, you're worse on social media than

Carrie. What?

Take that back.

Hey, now we're all on the same team here. Okay, you're right. I'm sorry.

was too far. Just tell me what...

Brooke? Maybe we could each do a notes app apology, like I could write, uh,

sorry for using mental health to sell albums. Jay, have you ever seen a notes

app apology work? I swear to God, if I see you so much as open notes app, I

break your fingers. Geez, okay. Well, I just got a text from marketing. Some

advertisers want to pull their commercials because Pat's no longer in

their brand.

Oh, no. The ship's going down. The ship is going down. So far, she's gotten

emails from Kohl's, Target, and the people at Princess Diana Commemorative

Coins. Shit, if Commemorative Coins pulls out, we just what?

Won't have commercials?

And great.

Now Lawrence O'Donnell has the story.

Why does the full news care about this?

And they sent a news van here. They're asking if I want to go on to give a

statement for Chase.

Pat, I can talk for you, too, if you want. Fuck, all my fans are now posting

angry videos about me on Instagram.

And all my fans are trying to, but don't know how.

Oh, wait, here's one.

Everyone hates me again? Like, everyone in the world is just going to think I'm

bad and hate me again? Okay. Like, I can't do this. Okay, no. It's not

to look at this. Give me. Give me your phone.

Shit. We lost another one.

We at Big Lots were sickened to learn.

Oh, shut up, Big Lots. You sell piss and shit. Also, this is a family crisis,

Melanie. Can you go wait outside?

And make sure no one comes in. Fuck!

I also just got an email from iTunes.

What? A new episode of Potomac is ready for download.

Oh, okay. So that'll be nice after all this. Focus, people!

Chester, your whole persona's of being good little sweeties, and you fucked it

up. I mean, this could end your careers.

Sorry, this is rude timing, and I obviously stand with you. I'm just going

check you can film in a peed body for being good if your other EPs have been

publicly disgraced. Oh, God, there must be something we can do. Honestly, in a

situation like this, there's only ever one way to get through it.

You need a fall guy.

Oh, Chester, that'd be sad.

What? No, hey, she didn't say it needed to be me.

It could just as easily be Brooke.

Wait, I think Brooke is doing it.

What? Oh, my God.

Unmute it, unmute it. So what you're saying is your clients did not write

tweets? Of course not. They didn't even know about them until tonight. I'm their

manager. I run their Twitter. So it was your idea to offer free therapy to sell

Chase Dreams albums, a move the Mental Health Institute has called grossly self

-serving. Yeah.

Chase actually told me not to. He's a good kid.

He would never do something like this. Same with my mom. I mean, people really

think Pat Dubek talks like that. I'm so effing bored. How much longer do I have

to do this for? Damn, she didn't even flinch. Like, that is my voice. I'm a

bitch 24 -7. Ask anyone.

Or, uh, please don't. But you have a point. Wow. So nice of her? Well, you

for the record, I would have done this too.

Eventually. No. No, this isn't fair that Brookie is taking credit for all of

this. So to reiterate, every screenshotted tweet was you? So you were

who tweeted, I know we're not together anymore, but I wanted to say I miss you

and your bleep. God, I miss your big, fat bleep. Oh, uh, that's,

hadn't seen those.

So new screenshots, just keep on rolling in. But yes, sure, yes.

Because a lot of people say they time up perfectly with Pat's very public

breakup from Streeter Peters. No, I was also going through a breakup at that

time. So those were to my ex, Lance Arroyo.

And he does have a big fat bleep. Okay, you know, Pat's right. It's not fair for

Lance to take credit for this. Well, we reached out to Mr. Arroyo for comment.

And he did fully corroborate receiving all those texts from you.

Oh, well, see?

So, bottom line, this is my mom and brother, and I cannot let this ruin

lives, especially when I'm to blame.

I'm an embarrassment to my family and in no way represent them. And you won't

have to, because I'm seeing now your mother and brother have both tweeted a

statement. What?

How do they have a statement from me? I didn't give them a statement.

Yeah, yeah, Brooke has her phone.

Okay, no. It's not healthy to look at this. Give me your phone.

Wow.

Smart girl.

No, wait. It's a clever woman.

Read her. No. That someone with such a smack -ass bod could do something like

this. And we have decided to officially fire Brooke as our manager. No!

We can't let her do this. We have to stop her.

I'm just following orders, Mrs. Dubat.

Okay, your real job, for old time's sake, is actually to make sure that no

comes out.

Got it.

And Brooke, it's been a privilege.

Wait, so this means Brooke was never leaving to see if she could still win a

Peabody? Nope. She was just using the fact that she's famously selfish to

you all. I mean, it's...

Brilliant. And Pat, Pat, there is a silver lining here. Both your kids did

dirty work. You wanted to pull out of Carrie's movie, he did it for you. You

wanted to fire Brooke, she did it for you too. I mean, it's actually a pretty

fun day for you today if you think about it. No, it can't happen like this.

Shirley, give me your phone.

But in conclusion, there's Ukraine and stuff.

So let's not just make the headline tonight, Brooke Dubek is bad.

Okay, if you heard it here, Pat and Chase Dubek effectively saying, Brooke

is bad. No, that's literally the opposite of... Oh, uh... Sorry,

have to take this.

Hello? With sane energy, you don't answer a call on the news, but we'll

away and keep talking about you. Brookie!

Listen, I really don't want you to do this. I mean, what about your job? And

the literal chyron on the news says Brook Dubek is bad.

When it was me, I was bad.

It's fine.

No big.

I do not care what people think about me.

Oh. They're even taking the Peabody away from you now.

What? Her conduct, simply unbefitting the Peabody Awards.

Also, if you listen closely, we think she's been saying Peabodies this whole

time. Is it not?

Well,

I don't give a fuck about a friggin' Peabody.

Whatever. And don't worry, Pat.

Brooke is going to be fine, job -wise. I mean, I've already gotten tons of

emails from people who want Brooke to represent them. Really?

Remember, this is what you wanted, to have your kids back.

We are disappointed in Brooke.

Brooke, Brooke, Brookey, I just, well, I just want to say, we really appreciate

this. It just means the absolute world.

Yeah, thank you so much, Brooke.

Yeah, thank you, Brooke. And, you know, maybe we can all go get dinner next week

or something. Carrie, too.

Sure.

I'm totally free.

Okay, we got to go.

Ceremony's starting. Let's go. Let's go. Wait.

Yep. Have you really been getting emails about me?

Oh, no. Of course not. But I will.

Soon.

Thanks for helping me look like full dog shit to the world tonight.

You gotta do.

I've been trying so hard to... Look at this shit.

Meanwhile, congrats on being famously good. I cannot believe that people just

came to your hospital and asked you to be on the cover.

But congrats, I'm...

You deserve it.

Are you joking?

I hired a publicist for that.

Wait, what?

I'm a nurse in the Bronx. You think I just got the cover of People? Come on,

You know how shit works.

Okay, wait.

I did think that you hired someone, but then Natalie and Victor said that... I

told a lie to Natalie and Victor because I was embarrassed.

Okay.

Don't be mad, but I really did feel crazy, so I kind of broke into your

I'm still finding on your laptop?

Yes. But I didn't find anything, and I searched everything I would type into an

email to a publicist. Sorry to bug, girl. Not to be annoying, but... I don't

email like that, B.

I just write, hi, Sharon.

Then succinctly ask for what I want.

Oh, to be a straight man.

You should look her up, though. She's dope.

Sharon Haircut.

Sorry, her name is Sharon Haircut? Funny, huh?

She should cut hair.

Anyway, being a nurse is great, but... It's also fucking hard.

And dark.

And sometimes hella boring, like...

I watch somebody die every day and have so much paperwork, so I just wanted

something for myself or wanted to feel cool or

hot, put on something other than scrubs.

Lance, I'm so sorry. Don't get me wrong. I rock scrubs. No, I'm

sorry. I didn't ask you about that stuff when we were together.

I fucked everything up.

Yeah, you did, yo.

You were just so in your head.

And who cares if your job is dumb sometimes, if you love it, and you're

saving lives, but I bet your mom was scared tonight, and Chase, and you were

there.

I was there.

So what you're saying is being a manager is as good as being a nurse. Oh,

that's how to look at it.

Even though I'm not technically a manager anymore, just maybe a sign I'm

supposed to be?

I really do miss you,

you know.

And my big dick.

Actually, I think it's smaller than Carrie and Streeters now.

I miss you too, B.

Every day.

And I hate to cut this short, but I do have an overnight right now. Oh, yeah,

no, that's okay.

But if I haven't fucked things up too much, do you think that we could...

Maybe... Talk again?

Yeah, yeah, okay. Yeah.

But maybe we take things slow, okay? Not rush into anything.

Yeah, no.

Whatever you need.

Okay, well... Bye, B. We'll talk soon.

Okay.

Ah, fuck it. Let's just go fast.

Hell yeah, picking you up, girl.

It's not really that bad.

All right, everyone.

They're walking in right now. You know the drill. This is just a normal family

dinner. Oh, and Pat wanted me to thank you all for doing this again. Okay,

action, everyone.

I can't believe you wanted to come back here. Well, I was going to take us to

the Smith and wear my prosthetics, but I couldn't find my nose.

So this is my only other option if I wanted us all to go eat together but

be left alone.

But I thought you hated having to do prosthetics and this stuff. Well, I am

of the most famous women alive, so what the fuck else am I going to do? It is

what it is.

And I do think this will be a little more normal than last time.

How? This seems just as not normal.

Oh, hey, wait. What? I almost forgot.

I did have these.

Sorry. I found them while we were unpacking Lance's stuff.

See? I told you.

Hey, sorry I'm late.

Hey! Lance?

Hell yeah. What up, kid?

Wait, are you two back together?

Hooray! Okay, how's it going?

Mostly good, but it is early days again, so your sister has been a little

relentless physically.

Anyway, Carrie, go help Are you just getting back from Curtis's birthday

Oh, um, weirdly, no, I'm not.

Curtis, uh, said he wasn't quite ready to have me stay yet. Oh, I don't care.

Oh, no, it's okay.

Um, so I kind of wandered the beach and was like, now what?

And then my agent called me back and said that Harry Styles wanted to join

movie. Oh.

Yeah, and they found financing another way, too. Oh.

But I just...

I felt like it wasn't the right move for me still.

Like I still just needed to stop and not do another thing right away. So

I weirdly just stayed at the beach alone.

What do you mean?

Like I just weirdly hung up and stayed by myself and kept walking.

Until it was so late, I was like, what am I even doing?

Then I saw one of those little cute beach houses with a VRBO sign, so I

called the lady.

Sorry, care. Continue. Just got to use the restroom.

Lance, want to join?

Yeah.

And yeah, I rented it for the week. Is that so weird?

No, honey, it's nice.

Yeah, and I literally just read or pretended to read at first.

But then I did. I actually read a whole book.

And I swam.

In the ocean.

Or stood in the ocean.

I know you.

Oh, hey, um... Terrence.

Yeah. Hey, how are you? Oh, I'm great.

Oh, this is my partner, Ted.

Ted, this is Carrie Dubik, the guest actor from Emily of a Rule that I was

telling you about. Oh, you're the reason why we missed our reservation at

Lillia.

Sorry, yeah, I, uh... Sorry, that... I'm just teasing.

Are you by yourself?

Yeah. Hey, you want to join? We're putting salmon on.

Oh, you...

You sure? I don't want to intrude. Oh, please.

We've been here a week already. We're sick of each other. Come on. I'll

introduce you.

Hi, everybody. This is Carrie Dubik. Hi, Carrie. We work together on Emily.

Yeah, hey.

This is Bob.

Hey, Bob. Hey, Emily.

Hi. Hey.

Nice to meet you.

What would you like to drink?

Wine. Great.

I forgot those bathrooms aren't finished.

The PA just saw a lot.

Anyway, what did we miss?

Something sweet about the beach?

Yes, Brooke.

Something sweet about the beach.

Hey.

Hey! I started getting emails.

What? What emails?

From people who want you to represent them, like I said I would.

That was real? I thought you were just streetering.

Nope. I'm forwarding them now.

Wait.

Holy shit. These are the biggest names in literal Hollywood. Why would they

me? Are you kidding? You took the fall for your clients. And everyone knows a

good manager is someone willing to be the bad guy.

Oh, my God.

So it's good to be bad?

So, I am now your solo emmanuelle.

I just don't feel so bad about Brooke. Oh, I know, buddy. But she knows that

you're still just a good kid and that you hated pretending to be bad before

all those disgusting tattoos.

Absolutely. Look, so you made a one -time mistake with that tweet. It should

ruin your life.

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

Oh, but I actually did get one of those tattoos, though. You did what now?

Yeah, I got the piglet, but with boobs.

Thought it was funny and cool.

Uh -oh.