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Well, I'm a modern guy

I don't care much for the go-go

Or the retro image I see so often

Telling me to keep trying

Maybe you'll get here someday

Keep up the work, kid, okay

I closed the book on them right there

I see myself change

As the days change over…

Come on, this is a dignified establishment.

Who the hell let you four in?

Have a good night.

Send me your book when you're done.

Out of the book right there…

-Hey, Mel needs you up front. -Thanks.

Kendra, did you see Ray?

More paper towels upstairs, please.

What, are you two trying to break my brother's record?

It's impossible.

-Where is that delinquent? -Not here.

-They're saying they're on the list. -Nah.

Private party upstairs on three tonight.

Cipriani's?

Hi. Uh, your table's over here.

-See me age 19… -Fuck that place.

…with some dumb haircut…

Okay.

Go time.

Check the walk-in for me. I need a pound of it.

-Medium well. -At the ready.

Where's Roxie?

I think she's up in the VIP.

Oh, all right. You manning the ship?

Yup.

All good?

Can you get away? Can you cover Tony?

I want you upstairs for a toast in five.

Right.

Hey, me again.

Wow! Yeah.

That's about the most money I've ever had in that safe.

-Great. You guys ready? -Yeah.

I think it's pretty full in there.

-Okay. -Okay?

I was always watching you…

-You two look beautiful. Hey. -What's up, Jake?

-You made it! -Yeah!

-Hey, Jake. -Yeah.

-Hey, Jake. -Can we talk?

-Have a great night. -You too.

-There you are. -I'm headed back downstairs.

Don't go to the kitchen. I'm gonna say a few words.

-Grab a drink. -Okay.

Hi there.

-Why are we all watching you? -Ourselves

Everybody's got to know

Collectively, we oughta know…

Don't worry, bro. It's all love.

Estelle's her own woman. I just want her to be happy.

Me too.

Get

I could always feel your voice

Was it always calling my name?

Use our hands and take our choice…

-Thank you. Hey, Joe. -Yeah?

Text Mel. Get the whole crew up here. I wanna make a toast.

-All right. -What's up, man?

Pretty great turnout.

-Not bad, huh? -It's a long fuckin' road.

I got the scars.

Come on. It's beauty marks, baby. Enjoy it.

-Here come the goods. -Okay, go.

Her down

I need not

To now, to say

Oh. All right.

Beck!

Uh… Hey, folks! Folks!

All right. I apologize.

I wanna say something quick.

Uh… for those of you who don't know who I am,

uh… get the fuck out.

No.

I'm Jake, and…

Yeah, yeah. I own the place!

All right, all right.

Wow. This is the kind of party Black Rabbit… was built for.

Yeah, baby!

-Yeah! -Whoo!

Yeah. When we set out to create this place,

we never wanted it to be just a restaurant.

We wanted to build a home

for our family, our friends, our people.

A place you could come for a… a drink, a smoke.

For the best burger in New York.

Rox!

Yeah!

Rox, keep it loud!

-Yeah! -You did well, Roxie!

A place where the night

could go anywhere.

That was the dream.

But dreams, you know…

Dreams don't just come true.

You gotta fight to bring 'em into the world.

My whole team here have made sacrifices,

but we fought the fight together.

This place doesn't exist without you.

-You're my family, and I love you. -We love you!

So, whatever comes next,

I hope you always feel like this is your home

'cause you all have made it mine.

Fuck. What's wrong?

Where the fuck are they?

Oh shit.

They're out there.

Fuck it.

Let's party.

Come here.

The fuckin' jewelry. Is it in there?

-I don't know. -Huh?!

I'm just a chef.

Let's go fuckin' find out, then, huh? Walk.

And have a great night.

Uh… here's to Black Rabbit. Cheers.

Hands up!

Oh my God!

Everyone. Where's all my fucking diamonds at, huh?

In fact, all the fucking jewelry up in this bitch goes in the bag.

Now, get 'em off and put 'em in. Let's go.

The fuckin' watches too.

Where the fuck is everybody going, huh?

That's right.

I said get the fuck down!

Do what he says.

Do what he says, and they'll go.

All right, everybody, stay calm.

Hey. What the fuck are you doing? Hey!

Take it fuckin' easy. Fuck's sake, take it easy!

You don't want that. You don't want that. It's a fuckin' fake!

Hey, Jake. Don't be a hero. Just give him the watch.

-Sit down and shut your mouth. -You got a bag of the real stuff.

-Get off! -Tell your boy to relax.

Are you a fucking problem? I said sit!

-Get off me and fucking leave. -Sit, motherfucker!

-Jake-- -Sit the fuck down!

Hey!

-Yo, yo. Take it easy, my guy. -Please let me go.

Yo, what the fuck are you doing right now, huh?

You're not here to use that shit. Jake.

-Get off me and leave. -Give the man what he wants.

-Put that down. -Take one more fuckin' step!

-I'll do it. Let me help you with that. -Stop fuckin' moving!

Stop fucking moving!

Delivery!

Oh. Coming.

Coming!

Go around back.

-The guy's waiting for you. -It's COD, pal.

COD?

All right. Go around back. Give me a sec.

Tony.

Tony!

Hey.

The guy from Marlow's is at the back door.

Go through the order. I gotta get cash.

You need to take a shower. Beauty's a responsibility.

Will do. On the list.

All right.

Jesus. It lives.

What, did you fucking sleep in the bathroom?

You okay, Anna?

Hey, yo. Take these off the bill.

We need Bobo Chickens. With the feet on.

Oh, Bobo Chicken.

All right.

Hey, be there in five. I'm on my way.

You're still at the restaurant?

No, no, no, no. I'm walkin' out. I'm just leaving.

Hey, I think something's up with Anna.

I don't know. Take that to Tony out back. I'm late.

-I can take him if you need. -No. I wanna take him. I'm coming.

Tell him to look good for tonight.

Hey, how you doing?

Yeah.

Thank you.

I, ooh

I choose you, baby

Hi. Hey, excuse me. Any way I can get you to kill this shit song for me?

What do I look like? The DJ?

Hang on. Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let me… Let me get one more of these, please. Thank you.

Appreciate it. Rum and Coke.

A little bit of rum in the next one would be dynamite.

Gotta charge you this time. Freebies are for players.

What's it look like I'm doing?

Table games only, hon.

Fucking bullshit, Marcee.

How much is it?

$9.25.

Here's a ten. You can keep the rest.

Mm. I'll add it to my daughter's college fund.

Good plan.

Dad's here.

All right, Huntie. I love you. Bye.

-Bye, Mom. -Have fun.

Hey, buddy. How you doin'?

I'll see you in the car.

Whoa. That's quite a look.

Does Timothée Chalamet know he's got his jacket?

He went to Beacon's with his friends.

-Yeah? -You should talk.

Did you sleep on the cot again?

Didn't even make it up there.

Here you go.

It doesn't earn itself.

What?

He loves the school, right?

Yeah. He's happy. I'm happy.

-Okay. Open house next week. Don't forget. -Oh yeah.

Wants to show you his classroom.

I'm on it. I'm there. Sorry.

Work.

I bet she is.

-Get some rest. You look tired. -Yeah.

Old, you mean.

Vintage!

All right. Here's my phone. We got work to do.

Let's go.

Dawn time, seven, rain

Out the wrong side of bed…

So now text Naveen, "Sorry. Running ten minutes late."

And then write Mel,

"Table for Johnny, 8:00 p.m., near the bathroom."

Don't worry. She'll know what that means.

-Naveen just texted back. -What he say?

Mm. "Why are you late? Are you getting your D S-ed?" Huh?

What does that mean?

Deck scrubbed.

I'm having some work done at the building.

You know, I love having you as my assistant.

We needed you in the band days.

Maybe your music would've sucked a little less.

Yeah.

Come on.

Let's go.

-Go! -I can just get out here.

You sure?

Careful getting out.

You're liking it here, right? Better than the last one? Hmm?

-Yeah. -Dance program's good?

It's great. I love it. Thanks.

I'll see you tonight.

Hey, don't go breaking too many hearts in there.

One thing, are you ever gon' You gon' ever be the one, yeah?

Ooh-ooh

Be the one, yeah

Ooh-ooh

Be the one, yeah…

-Hello. -Hello?

One second.

Hey, sorry.

-Yeah, I'm at school drop-off. -Do you know where I am, Jake?

At the fish market in the Bronx.

Why? Didn't the delivery show?

No. When I called them to say, "What the fuck?"

they said we're late on payment. They're not comin' till we're settled.

Oh no. Fuckers.

Warren, soft shell, and the good ones.

I paid up last week.

Well, it's not what he said, so now I'm 140 blocks uptown,

haggling over leftovers to feed theNew York Timesfood critic.

Well, go back to the kitchen. I'll make sure they deliver tomorrow.

No, Jake. They'll bring the Indian shrimp, and they have to be Mexican.

So now I'm late roasting the bones for the stock,

and I wanna do my own bread service.

No. No fucking way. These are leathery. I said the good ones.

I want velvet.

-You sure she's coming tomorrow? -Positive.

My guy atThe Timessaw it in her calendar. Third visit, Rox.

Hey.

No stress, all right?

You're the best chef in New York.

This critic says otherwise,

we'll cut off her tongue.

Maybe I could serve that.

You cook it, I'd eat it.

You the guy?

-Yeah. -You got the stuff?

Right? Aren't those nice? Those are very, very rare.

You know, two 1955 doubled die obverse Lincoln pennies.

They're certified. They're graded. I'll sell 'em both for four grand.

You said 35.

Yeah, no, I know, but I…

They got the same thing inside for 2,500 dollars apiece, so…

So go sell 'em inside.

Yeah, well, come on. Open the book back up.

I'm selling 'em outside for a thousand dollars less.

How's that not better? Here, look. I'll tell you what I'll do.

Right there, that's a three-legged buffalo nickel, and then…

and then those are two US gold coins.

I'll throw in all three of those on the house. That make it better?

We'll take 'em all on the house.

Are you kidding me? Is this a fucking joke? Is that real?

Well, fuck that. Absolutely not.

Don't fuck around. Quit fucking around.

Give me my fucking coins. You're not stealing my goddamn coins.

I'm not fucking giving you guys these fucking coins for free.

Get the fuck off--

You're a couple of fucking coin thieves? That's great.

-Get that off my fucking head. -Quit fuckin' around. Shut up!

Put your hands on the wheel.

Don't move till we're gone.

-Small-time piece of shit. -Both hands!

Stop moving your mouth.

Why don't you grow a fuckin' ball bag and rob a bank?

Fuckin' cunts!

Motherfucker!

Well, guess what?

Hey! Hey!

Fuck you.

Oh fuck.

What, did you run out? Fucking stupid-ass. Come here!

This is not my fucking fault. You did this. You and your shitbag friend.

-Hey. -Hey.

Guy came in looking for you. He said he's our point-of-sale vendor.

Yeah. All credit cards go through his company.

It's complicated. Boring.

He's a leech. I'll get rid of him. I need to talk to you in the kitchen.

-Okay. -Okay? Andy!

-I gotta go. -Hey.

-Hey, there he is. -Look at you.

-Handsomest guy in New York. -You can talk.

Ah, you're gorgeous.

Listen, I was just swingin' by because I was doing some month-end stuff,

and I've been going through all your receipts and--

-I'm good, right? I'm straight? -Oh yeah.

No, very good. No. But if you ever wanna talk loan again,

I can get you more than before, better rate too.

You just say the word. Yeah? And more than before as well.

No, I'm good.

And I'm so sorry, I got a call I gotta make.

-You got a call. -I can't move it.

Is that my table? My reservation for upstairs?

-Right. Next week, right? -Yeah, next week.

-I got your number. -Yeah, I got yours too.

Mel. Hey, Mel. He didn't talk to Naveen, did he?

No, what did he want?

What did he want? My soul. Where's Naveen? Upstairs?

He's on two. He already ordered.

Okay. Hey, so, good people. Listen up.

I know I said it before. Again and again.

Tomorrow night, theTimescritic. Everything's got to be perfect.

-Yeah, Jake, we know. We're on it. -She'll be at table 36.

Fifty.

Where I can see her. Better. And Sarah will be serving her.

-I want a list of all the reservations. -Yeah.

-I want the right people around her. -No fuckin' liabilities.

-Exactly. -Sure.

My rock.

Sure.

Have Anna hold a place in VIP in case she wants a drink after.

-You want all options available. -But it can't look planned.

Are you sure she's coming in?

-Who, Anna? -Yeah.

Not to be a gossip, but I saw her stumble outta here earlier

looking like Courtney motherfuckin' Love.

Join the club. Everyone's playing hurt.

-Want me to try her? -I'm already doing it.

Have Joe on standby. Just in case.

Tomorrow night, everything's perfect. This review's our ticket.

Vince, what's going on?

Why is there blood all over my floor?!

It's nothing. Go away.

I don't want any trouble, Vince.

You're already behind on the rent, you know.

I'm going to go call my son!

Great. Call him.

-Do I have to call the police? -Shit.

-Vince! -Fuck off!

You fuck off!

That's it. I'm calling.

Steak's getting cold.

Come on.

Hey, what, are you crushing your fuckin' deals, man?

I'm getting crushed at the moment.

My investor's about to fuck me on this mixed-use in Murray Hill.

Okay. So you were saying?

So…

I found the spot.

It's a myth.

To you, maybe. Fucking child.

No, I found the new restaurant, and it's a big deal.

You remember the Pool Room at the Four Seasons?

Of course I know the Pool Room.

I got a buddy, knows the guy who controls it.

Apparently they're looking for a new group to take over.

It'll be a feeding frenzy. We'd need a huge fuckin' float.

They're giving me first look.

'Cause they love the Rabbit.

-Look at you fuckin' hustling. -This place…

-God. -…once in a lifetime.

Yeah, it's a big fuckin' swing.

-Yeah. -You think now's the time?

You always said, right? The Rabbit's got a spark.

We get this review,

even two stars inThe Times, that's exactly when you wanna swing.

People wanna see what Rox and I do next.

We get that right, we're a fucking brand.

-Cookbooks. -TV.

TV, exactly.

All right, so you're ready to be a big shot?

Ready?

Am I ready?

I… Most nights, I sleep in a cot upstairs in my fucking office.

-Am I ready? -Stop it.

Grinding my ass off for years, barely got my head above water.

That's show business, baby.

Yeah, well, I want bigger fucking billing.

Pool Room will give us triple the covers at twice the margins.

I've run all the numbers.

Now, I love this place, man, but it's a young man's game,

closing it every night.

I gotta make some money without my sweat all over it.

Come on. Someone's gotta sweat.

Roxie's down?

Roxie's focused on this review, as she should be,

but she's a player. She wants prime time.

Okay.

Okay. Okay, Danny Meyer, what's the nut?

-Slight design update. Little runway. -Mm-hmm.

-Five mil. -Oof.

We've gotta move fast.

I mean, they're giving me first look, but like you said, "Ch-ch-ch."

Feeding frenzy.

You're a fuckin' hustler, you know that?

-And it's all green lights ahead? -I'm running lights.

Let me take a look at the books here.

-And I'll make a few calls. God… -775?

This is Jake.

Hey, Jake. Vince.

Um… sorry to hit you outta the blue, buddy,

but I… I got, um… no one else to call.

Give me a sec.

It's better with the sauce.

Yeah, hey. Where are you?

Um… I'm in… I'm in some… uh… some fuckin' shit out here, out west,

and I gotta get outta town.

Where are you? 775? What's that?

It's, uh… Reno, just outside.

Some fuckin', um…

Anyway, I… I, uh…

Uh, can you… can you… shoot me a ticket to New York?

You wanna come back here?

Well…

-Here you go. -Thank you. Um…

I just… I don't have a fuck ton of options.

Just… I gotta jump, okay?

You think that's a good idea, hmm?

Vin?

Um… Listen, I'll… I'll pay you back, okay?

It's just… it's a little bit urgent, and, uh, can you help me out or what?

Yeah. Where do you want me to send it?

Oh shit! Hurricane Vince back in the pic?

-Yeah. -Fuck's he been the last two years?

Well, he called me from Reno.

-When was the last time you spoke? -Seven months. Just after Mom died.

Oh. Thanks, bro.

All right.

Let's go.

-What the hell's in Reno, anyway? -Well, exactly.

So are you gonna bring him back to the Rabbit?

-Are you joking? -What?

-You remember why he left. -Yeah, but he's our brother.

Like, family, loyalty, that shit matters.

I know he's a handful, but Vince built that place with us.

Yeah, and then he almost burned it down. I'm sorry, but he did.

I'm still diggin' out the ashes.

-No, no, no, he set the vibe. -Wes, Wes!

-I thought it was the interior design. -I know Vince is a great time.

Vince is a good time. He just doesn't know where the line is.

But sometimes, it takes one crazy fuck to go over the line

to show the rest of you where it is.

-That's how we make magic. -Wes, can I get a selfie?

Let me take photos with these guys. Back in a second. Right, come.

Uh… use this light here.

Two years we've waited for this review.

It's just… bad timing.

So tell him.

Yeah.

He just sucks up so much oxygen.

Oh yeah. What's that like?

I'm gonna go help him out.

-Dad, let's get a picture. -Yeah.

Uh… why don't you want Uncle Vince coming back?

'Cause he hates the Nets.

Yeah, and we love the Nets.

-Let's go! -Let's go!

Not a thing will last as past is past

It's like stacks of thoughts Got played and worn…

Hey, Vin!

Till they were tired and torn

Like a broken clock That can't tell time

Like a thick ass book That's filled with wack rhymes

Like a scorchin' blaze That burned the sand…

This yours?

Wow.

In the dark of night

And snatched up the worm Helpless to fight

Brought it back to the nest Singing microphone check

One two, one two, this is just a test One two, one two…

-What's this? -I don't know.

One two, one two, this is just…

-Look at you. You look great. -Hungry?

-Yeah. -Come on, get in.

You gotta wash this though. Come on, Jake.

You know, why wouldn't you keep this clean?

You volunteering?

Sorry about this. We've got a big night tonight.

Expecting someone?

Hmm? No. Um…

You just…

You look so goddamn good. You know? I mean, it's just…

-Did you get a little bit of work done? -Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, I got an asshole removed from my back. Feels great.

I'm serious, you look fantastic. You know? I'm glad things are…

Things seem to be treating you really well, and I don't…

You know, I mean, I'm proud. Okay? That's all this is.

You look professional.

So what happened?

-What did you do? -Yeah, well…

Nothing… really.

I mean… did it ever occur to you that it wasn't my fault?

What did I do? I didn't do anything.

No.

So, um… I meet this waitress

out there in Reno. Marcee.

Oh yeah?

And… yeah. She's got this little girl.

Super cute. I end up living with them for… for a bit.

And… and, uh… the, uh…

kid's dad, you know, uh, he's a fucking deadbeat.

He's not… He owes them a bunch of money,

and so I tell them I'm gonna go talk to him

'cause I like them.

So I go out to this guy's garage,

and, uh, you know, he's a mechanic. Hole in the wall.

And I say, uh, "Why don't you just give them what you owe them?"

"Be a fuckin' human being," you know?

-But he didn't appreciate that? -No, he didn't like that.

And so this guy jumps me. Jumps me with a wrench.

-Right? -Yeah.

Gotta put a stitch in that.

And then this pussy comes at me with a gun.

Goes and shoots up my ride.

Kills my car. Not a big deal. It's a piece of shit. Not even registered.

But then he says they're gonna get it, so I go and tell them.

I said, "You gotta get out of town." I give them all my money.

Uh… probably the last time I'll ever see them.

You didn't wanna go with them?

-What's that? -Marcee. You didn't wanna go with her?

I mean, you know, come on. What am I gonna…

I'm gonna drag the trouble to them?

So… uh…

-So it was hard. -Yeah.

Because they were… they were great.

Wow.

Almost unbelievable.

-I know it. People are nuts. -You been using?

Cool it.

But I'm not gonna be staying here for long.

You don't have to worry about that. I'm not gonna…

You know, I got a friend down in Clearwater.

You're gonna see Gen, right?

Uh… wasn't planning on it. Not on this trip. No. Why? Is she okay?

-Yeah, she's all right. -Yeah?

She had dinner with Val at the Rabbit a few weeks ago, but…

She good?

She needs a parent.

Wow. Well… thanks for the news.

-I got it though. So I'm-- -You want some money, right?

-Uh, yeah. -Yeah.

-It makes me sick to ask for it. -How much?

Uh, you know, f…

five…

-Ten-- -Grand?

-I don't know. -Five, ten grand?

Yeah, grand. I'm not… I'm not looking for…

Yes, please. Uh…

-I'm not gonna fuckin' beg you, Jake. -Yeah. How long can you stay?

'Cause we got money coming in from Mom's house.

Is that right? What you do, sell it?

I haven't closed it yet,

but I accepted an offer. I would've told you,

except I didn't know exactly where the fuck you were.

Very nice. What did you get?

925.

But with Mom's mortgage and all,

we're gonna clear, like, 300.

Hmm!

-For the whole house? -Yeah.

-What you talkin' about? -There was a lien on it. Remember?

You took out a loan, used Mom's house as collateral.

-Apologize. Yeah. -Asshole.

-The loan. -He didn't remember.

-I remember what the fuck I did. -Asshole.

Thought I could pay it back. You know, I used to own a restaurant.

You remember that?

-You wanna get into that now? -Sure. I got time.

You wanna get into that?

Look.

I'm heading out there.

Right now. Estate settler's comin'. Come with.

-Great. -You could crash there. You got clothes…

Mm, I'm good. Clothes I'll take.

You wanna stay at Matt's place?

What's going on at your place?

I got Hunter. All weekend.

-Okay. -Otherwise, you'd be with me.

Whatever. I'll work out the fuckin' sleeping thing,

but this house, this is good. Jake, you're… you're… Good job.

-You got it all figured out. -Finish up. Let's go.

You got everything. I'm 52. I got zero.

You'll figure it out. You always have.

You're damn right.

Right. Keys.

I'll get you some clean sheets in case Matt's place doesn't work out.

What a dump.

-Wow, so Mom just, uh… -Yeah, she died right there.

Yeah, it was pretty fuckin' awful.

Thanks.

Wow, look at this. They actually made the place almost look nice

here on this listing sheet.

-When does it close again? -Couple of weeks.

Maybe less. Can you hold out that long?

Sure.

Estate settler's gotta do a full inventory.

They'll tell us if we got anything valuable.

Nothin' valuable here. You're gonna be stuck with all of it.

-What are you gonna do then? -Well, sold it as is.

Buyer's problem.

Oh my God, Jake, look at this. Remember this Father's Day? Come here.

Not a chance he did. Keys.

Oh. Any idea where Dad kept his coin collection?

I've been lookin'. I can't find it.

Keep diggin'.

Oh, here's a nice, neat stack of unpaid lien notices for you.

Yeah, I… I really did not think it was gonna be a problem, Jake.

What do you think happens?

What the fuck do you think happens, you don't pay back a loan for three years?

Yeah, I got it.

I mean, how many drugs do you need? Fuck's sake.

No, it wasn't drugs. It was the fucking Knickerbockers.

Mancuso? I thought… I thought he cut you off.

No, I booked it with Junior.

I was just… I was white-hot, and then…

and then… and then the big breeze blew in.

-You still into him now? -No, I'm out.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Swear?

Yes, Mother. All good.

Hey.

I thought…

Oh, I thought you fuckin' talked to her.

No. She needs to be there tonight. No.

No, no. I'll call her. I got it.

You know, I'm… I'm gonna come back in.

-Everything all right? -Yeah… no.

Can… can you deal with the estate-sale lady?

-I gotta get back in. -Yeah.

Not a problem. Want me to meet you at the Rabbit?

-No. -No?

No. I'll call you later.

Well…

You got a phone?

-I do not. -Course not.

All right. Get a phone.

Get rest.

Catch you tomorrow.

Thank you, and, uh,

sorry.

Yeah, I know.

Anna. Finally!

About time!

Where are you?

Hello?

What do you want?

What do I want? Uh…

I want you prepping upstairs at the Rabbit.

Had Joe and Mel cover last night. They gave away half the bar.

I want my ace.

Where have you been?

-No, I'm not feeling great. Sorry. -Well, what do you need?

You want a vitamin B shot? You want a doctor? What do you want?

Huh? Tell me.

Biggest night of our life tonight.

Yeah, I know, Jake. I'm not coming in. I'm sorry.

-Say what? -I said I'm not coming in.

Find someone else.

Fucking serious?

What?

What is this? What is it? A move?

You want a raise? Time off?

It'sThe New YorkfuckingTimes.Tonight!

Yeah, I know, Jake.

I'm sorry, but no.

Please don't do this to me.

I can't believe you're making me say this. You… you really want me to threaten you?

Because if you're not there in an hour…

I… I need… I need you to tell me you're not gonna fucking ghost me tonight,

or you're fired.

You understand?

Anna…

A--

Fucking hung up.

Fu…

On the bar! I'm like, "What the hell's this?"

Ding-dong.

-No?! -Yeah, look who's home.

-Fuck you. No way! -Get out here, huh?

-What the hell are you doing here? -CI till I die, Mattie.

-Huh?! -Ah! Argh!

To your old man.

RIP.

Wow.

No, let's drink to you. Okay? You're better.

-Mm! -Mm.

Oh.

I do like what you have done with his place though.

We can't all sell $50 hamburgers like your idiot brother.

Ah, I'm still dying to know what he puts in that shit.

Mm-hmm. My dreams.

Well, at least someone's usin' 'em.

That's true.

To what do we owe the pleasure?

Mm.

I am, uh…

I'm just… I'm checking in on my investments. What do you mean?

I'm here, you know?

You mean that fat chick from the bowling alley?

No.

She died.

-Did she? -Mm.

-Truly? -Cancer.

-Well, RIP to her. -Mm.

-Mm-hmm. -Hey, um…

What do you hear?

About what?

-What do you mean, about what? -You?

-Yeah. -Mm.

-I think they moved on. -Yeah?

But I wouldn't press it.

Yeah?

Okay. Okay. I'm just…

I'm rollin' through quickly, you know?

And then, uh…

Yeah, I'm just gonna tie up a few loose ends and get out.

What was the name, guys?

-Johnson. -Johnson.

Okay. Did you seat them?

Mel. Mel.

One second. Did you talk to Anna?

Yeah, I'm gonna cover. You gotta tell me when she gets here.

Who, Anna?

TheTimescritic. Fuck.

I'm gonna show you what she looks like.

I want it super earthy. Like cow shit.

That'll be the first thing she writes about.

-You mean, after this face? -Did you roast the bones?

Yeah, I roasted the bones. You got this.

All right, I wanna check your salt. Expo, behind.

Bar tab's on me when we get more than one star.

All right, no. I don't wanna hear a word about that from anyone. You got it?

Rox.

-Want a special pick-me-up? -Nah. Thanks. Rox, I need to talk to you.

-Yeah, if you can keep up. -I spoke to Anna.

Yeah, where is she? I got her beet tincture for her Negronis.

She told me she wasn't coming in, so I fired her.

-What? -Yeah.

Well, she fucking ghosted, so…

Tonight? Is she crazy?

I'm gonna cover. It's fine. I grew up in a bar.

These are not vodka Red Bulls for your bandmates in Coney Island.

-Negronis. -It's a fucking pairing.

-It's rum, right? -Jake.

This is tonight.

-She's here. -All right, let's go.

Yo, let's go, man!

Vinnie Fresh.

Oh, fuck me.

You think you can go get drinks, we won't know you're in town?

-Where's the fuckin' money? -I don't fuckin' have it. I'm getting it.

-I'm getting it. -You're getting it? That's great to hear.

What do you got on you right now?

-I got my fucking clothes on me right now. -What is this?

Huh? What is this?

Fuckin' piece of paper and some fuckin' money.

Call it a down payment.

What's this, like, 200 bucks?

-I don't know. Fucking count it. -Is this a joke?

I… The… Yeah, the crack about the down payment's a fucking joke, Junior.

You got some fuckin' balls coming back. You got 140 grand in your name.

140? What the fuck are you talking about? It was half that at most.

The juice.

-The what? -It's been loose for, like, two years, OJ.

That's hilarious. Does it look like I have $140,000?

Actually, no.

It sure as fuck doesn't, but that's a big problem.

You made us look really bad, and we got a rep to protect, don't we?

-No, you don't. -So let's… let's do just that.

-What are we doing? -Take a seat on the slide.

Fuckin' doing with the slide? I don't wanna be on the fuckin' slide.

Come on, goddamn it. I'm getting the money!

Give me a minute. It's why I'm back. I got a plan.

-Listen, my mom died. -Of shame?

No. We're settling her estate. We sold her house.

-The money is yours. -Bullshit.

It's not bullshit. Check that paper you took out of my pocket.

That's the listing. I was there today.

Two weeks, it's all covered. This is real. This is legitimate.

You think I'd show up without a plan? Empty-handed? Come on.

Two weeks. That's it.

-All right. -All right?

How about a little, uh… insurance, then?

You don't need insurance. No. My dad gave me that.

Yeah, now you're giving it to us.

That's comin' back when I'm whole.

Two weeks. We'll be watching. Don't forget.

Great.

You know,

this watch is probably as worthless as I hear your dad was.

So in case you do forget the plan,

here's a little reminder.

No, I don't need a reminder! I don't need a reminder!

I don't need… I don't need a reminder.

Goddamn it! Motherfucker! Goddamn it!

Wanna hang on to the rest of that, I'd get my fuckin' shit together, Vince.

Fourteen days, dickhead. Get on it.

Oh fuck!

Fuck!

Pulled the broke-down ride For far too long

This is my…

Soft-shell crab with ranch rémoulade.

Thank you.

Lamb shank in parchment.

You ordered well.

It looks amazing.

-So what's happening with the food critic? -Plates have just landed.

-All right. You keep me posted. -I got you.

Where the fuck is Joe, by the way? I'm three deep at the bar upstairs.

Wanna feel like a child again

All love, baby, yeah, count me in

Okay, once in a lifetime Somehow, we keep…

-I'll be right with you. -Oh, I'm good, thanks.

Just lookin' around. Been a while.

Ken, can you help me out with another one of your seltzers? Thanks.

Another seltzer, huh? Careful.

Are you, uh… waiting on a table? I saw you up front.

Just waiting on a friend, yeah. Um…

Does that… does that prick Jake Friedken still run this place?

-Yeah, he does. -Huh.

I actually heard his brother, uh… was the shit. Do you know him?

-Oh, yeah, I heard that. -Did ya?

Half as handsome, twice as smart. Vance, I think.

Vance?

Vince, maybe?

-Maybe. -Wasn't it? I think. Anyway…

And I actually heard him described as sneaky hot.

-Mm! Really? -Yeah, that's what I hear.

-Yeah. -Wow.

-Apparently did very well. -Mm.

I think they use the term "swordsman."

Vince?

Yo, I thought that was you outside.

I was having a smoke, you walk right by me.

What's up, Joe?

Long time, man. Damn.

-How you been? Good to see ya. -You meet Jake's brother?

Uh, yeah, she sure did.

-Um, where is he? Where's Jake? -Upstairs in VIP.

-Okay. Yeah, yeah. -I'm gonna get back to work, gorgeous.

Okay, yeah. You're gorgeous.

Uh, here I come. Okay.

Yeah, I know. I know. Beer, two Negronis.

Uh, three, actually, man.

-Three. -Jake, I'm back.

Where the fuck did you go?

I had to piss. I ran into a guy.

I need highball glasses, and I need 'em now.

Fuck!

And another bottle of Letherbee's.

Hi there.

You came.

Yes, I did. How's it going?

Well, I fired Anna tonight.

-Really? -And I'm a server out, so…

Okay, well, I got you. Let me take over. Uh, go do your thing.

Jake, I used to run this place too. Come on, tell me what you need.

-Save that table. -In the corner?

-Yeah. -You got it.

This guy, three Negronis.

-Three Negronis? -Uh, it's four now, actually.

Four Negronis. You got it. Hang on one second.

-Thank you so much. That was really good. -You're welcome.

-How was that? -Delicious.

Yeah, well, you loved it. I can tell.

You just licked the whole plate, it looks like.

Rox! Rox!

I got news. Come on.

Wait.

Let's see.

Huh?

Where'd all the food go? Where'd it go? She must've dropped it on the floor.

-Huh? -Will you fuck off?

-She didn't even touch the carrot. -Ah, yeah, she hated every fuckin' morsel.

Huh? We're ruined!

I don't think she meant that Jake had no stamina.

The guy can hold his breath underwater, for God's sakes.

No one is listening to Vince.

-He can run long distances. -Mel, put your shoes on.

Help Joe wind down the third floor.

Is that the updated liquor delivery? I'm gonna need that in the morning.

Anna's more up on the inventory. I can give her a call tomorrow.

Nah, I'm good. I'll… I'll… I'll…

I'll call. I can handle it. Yes!

You killed.

When do we get to actually read something?

I don't know. I'll call my guy in the morning.

Go get a drink.

For you…

These fuckin' carrots are off the menu. She hated 'em.

Don't stay out too late. Gotta do it all again tomorrow.

Yeah, don't remind me.

Nice goin'.

You sticking around for long?

-Nope, just cruisin' through. -Oh.

Well, shoot.

Can't find the time

To let things be…

She really missed me.

She really likes you.

In the name of me…

It's all just… It's so impressive, you know.

I don't know how you do it.

Show up. Every day.

It shows.

Look at this.

The Dream Team's back together.

Um… Laettner,

Bird…

Magic.

I'm so glad you're here.

It's been a long time. Really good to see you.

-Bet you're glad to see this face. -Good to see you.

You too, Estelle.

Come on, baby. Let's get out of here. These guys have to work tomorrow.

Uh, yeah.

Really, though,

I'm so happy to see the band back together.

Give the people what they want!

You should call me, you know. Give me a call.

-Yeah? -We'll hang out.

-Okay. -You can help me keep this guy in check.

Good luck.

-Bye. -Good night.

-Good night. -Good night.

So the sun…

She looks good.

Shines upon me

I'm havin' fun

The killer is me…

Hey, did Mom ever see it like this?

Yeah, she came for dinner one time.

Before she got too bad.

I bet she was real proud, Jake. You… you tightened this up.

Really well.

Thanks, man.

Hey, what do you look like with your hair up?

Start over…

Worse.

Not possible.

You don't like it down?

Oh yeah…

-I need a fill-in for Anna. -I start over

And get over it…

I'm not hot enough.

Well, come on, shave the beard.

Couple of weeks.

Till the house closes.

Be a little reunion tour for us, huh? Playing the hits.

Would not be boring.

Hmm.

Jake!

-Just give the man what he wants. -Sit the fuck down!

Put that down!

Take one more fuckin' step!

Stop fucking moving!

On your knees!