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- Give it back! Stop!

- Guys, what are
you fighting about?

- He stole my toy.

- I did not!
- Guys, stop!

Four minutes, if you're
quiet for four minutes,

I'll get you ice cream.

- Six minutes.

- That's my kind of negotiation.

- Eight minutes.
That's my final offer.

- Guess they're not
gonna be lawyers.

- What?

- Nothing. I said you guys
will make great lawyers.

Ah! Ah.

- No!
- Cal!

- It's mine!
- Hey, Cal!

I could use some help,
I'm gonna be late.

Cal? Cal?

- Hey, Janie.

Sorry, man, I was up
all night writing.

I need to sleep at some point.

- Did you get a lot done?

- Yeah! Yeah, yeah.

Come on! There's, like,
nothing delicious in here.

No Oreos. Nothing
processed at all.

- Yeah, well, you know,
Oreos are out of season.

They don't harvest
them til the spring.

- Then I think we
should get a tree.

So if there was ever any
kind of massive disaster,

we could live off the
land, one Oreo at a time.

- Oh, you would be so happy.

Hey, Dad, it's me, um,
I tried your earlier,

I couldn't get you,
but I'm off to work.

Um, I'll be back later
tonight, so gimme a call.

Okay? Love you.

Okay, I gotta go. I'm late.

- Okay.

- Love you, guys!

- All right, honey, I'll
put the rest of it away.

Hey, Alex,

it's me, uh, have
you talked to Dad?

I keep trying him.
I don't know where he is.

Okay, well, call me. Love you.

- Okay, cut.

All right, great job, guys.

That was a fun one.

Next up, we got a rooftop
dance party. Have a look.

Let's make this one sexy.

Come on, I need big energy.

Whoops, hollers,
that kind of thing.

Let's try to make this
scene come to life.

I'll beep you in.

Cut! You can do
better than that.

No, that was shit.

- I went to fucking Yale drama.

So what am I supposed to do?

I'm 41, and guess what?

They cast me as the
mother of 30-year-olds.

30-year-olds. I'm 41.

I should have gotten
a real job.

- It's true though.

It's like when Cal and
I first met, we were so,

you know, wide-eyed and artsy
and brimming with passion,

but it's not exactly the
stuff mortgages are made of.

- Well, but you
know, I got the girl

using all that wide-eyed
passion, didn't I?

- Yeah.

I've told you this story?

- No!
- No, I don't think you have.

- Oh God, okay, so
when I first met Cal,

he had just had his first
short story published.

He was so full of himself,
I can't even begin to tell you.

He was, he was like I was
meeting Hemingway in his heyday.

- Oh, that is so not false.

- So a friend of mine invited
me to a poetry reading.

He swaggers over to me,

starts chatting me up.

A couple hours later
we're wrapping it up,

I'm saying my goodbyes.

On my way out he stops me.

And he says, "Tonight,
Three of Clubs, 10 o'clock.

Be there, if you know

what's good for the
rest of your life."

It was not that bad.

- So I'm on my way
home that night,

and I remember sitting,
you know that intersection

where Hollywood Boulevard
and Laurel Canyon meet up?

- Yes.
- I just sat there

at that stop sign thinking,

"Right, I go home,
left, I meet the guy."

So, I went left.

- Well, I wanna propose a
toast to the passionate,

brave, and ridiculous
people we once were.

- Yes.
- Cheers to that.

- Cheers.

- Ah, tickle searcher!

Get over here,
you little monkey!

What?

Okay. Hello?

- Janie, it's Dad.
He's in the hospital.

He did it again.
You need to come home.

- Okay, so ballet's at 4:15.

Don't forget, you should get
there a little bit early,

okay, to get her ready.

Also, you know, without me here,

you should probably
just pack lunches

the night before, right?

And remember, it's
gotta be SunButter.

Okay? Peanut butter's the devil.

We'll get kicked outta school.

- You're only going
for a couple of days.

Now, their outfits
might be a little weird,

but they will be fed
and clothed and read to.

- Oh, that reminds me.

This is his favorite book.

"Donut Worry."

He's gonna try to get
you to read it to him.

Don't fall for it.

- I got it. Promise.

The question is,
are you okay? Hm?

You sure you don't
want us to be there?

- No, no, no, my
sisters will be there,

it'd be too much for the kids.

- Okay, okay.

Just say the word, and
we're there, all right?

- Okay.
- Yeah? All right.

- Kiddos, where are you?

Come here. Come here.

I love you, I love you, I love
you and I miss you already!

Okay? I'll see you soon.

Okay.
- Mom, he hit me!

- Oh, Jesus. Okay.

You know, you would be shot
for driving that thing in LA.

- Oh my God, you get one Prius

and now you're the
arbiter of morality.

Hi.
- Hi.

- Wow, I like, uh,
I like the hair.

- Really? I was bored,
Lennie hates it.

- Well, it's not really the
trophy wife he signed up for.

- Well, fuck him.
- Oh-oh!

- No, I mean, I love him,
but also, yeah, fuck him.

You got that, right?

- How's Dad?

- Well, he tried
to kill himself.

He's in a psych ward.

He thinks he's ready to go home,

but I mean, other
than that, he's great.

He's really great.

Okay, I will meet you
inside and Cici's on her way.

- Okay. Uh, is she still, ah?

- Okay.

- Hey, Papa.

- Janie!
- No, Dad, don't get up.

Don't get up.
- Oh, Janie,

I'm sick in the head,
my body's just fine.

Let me look at you.
How's my girl?

- I'm okay. You know,
little worried about you.

- Oh, let's not talk
about me.

Sit down.

She's, uh, she's a funny lady.

Reminds me of your mother.

- Lucille Ball? Yeah, I hear
she was a bitch in real life.

- What? Don't tell
me things like that.

You and your Hollywood
stories, you ruin 'em for me.

Every tough guy I've ever
liked, you, you tell me

they're 5'4" in real life.

- Well.
- Oh my God,

it smells like old people.

We've gotta get you outta here.

- Oh, crazy people. Even worse.

- Ugh, when does he get out?
When do we get him out?

- Oh, just give him a
second. He just got here.

- He's not gonna
get happier here.

Have you walked
around this place?

- I came
as fast as I could.

Hi. Hi, Daddy.

- Hey, sweetie.
- Hi.

- Ah!

- Aurora, Queen of the North,
so glad you could make it.

- Okay.
- Now, you can address me

by my real name, I'm off-duty.

- You don't want
Your Highness, or?

- Can you just be
nice to me, Alex?

- You look beautiful.

- Thank you.

We had an appearance up north,

so we all just got in our royal
bus and came straight here.

- You, they're all, every,
the royal freak show's here?

Oh, this is the best news ever.

- Maybe you guys
should wait on the bus.

May thou goest to the bus.

Oh!

- Ah!

- Oh my God.

- Your friends seem,
um, interesting.

- Thanks.

- Queen of the Snow.

- That's where all the Ren
Fair weirdos go in the winter,

and she's the, the
queen of 'em all.

- Well, you know, we all
have dreams, right, Alex?

- Okay.

- I, uh, see you have company.

I just wanted to get
you your meds here.

- Um, hi, I- I'm
Jane, his daughter.

These are my sisters,
Cici and Alex.

- I'm Ryn, I'll be
helping your dad

until he's ready
to be discharged.

- Ryn, short for Kathryn?

- Hm, most people
don't guess that.

- Oh, it's a nice
Irish name. You Irish?

- Yeah, just a little
bit, actually.

- You know,
the Celtic people

have a bond no
other people have.

- Here we go.
- Yeah.

- What?
- Here come

the Irish stories.

Wow! This is quite
the neighborhood.

- Yeah.

- Holy shit.

This is your new house?
- Yeah.

It's cute, right?

- Okay. I thought your
last place was nice.

This is insane.

- I recommend marrying rich.

I tried poor, I tried
drunk. I really like rich.

- Huh, third time's the charm.

- Lennie!

Lennie!

Ah, good, he's not home,
we can talk about him.

- You talked to the kids?

- Uh, no, it's too late.
We'll FaceTime in the morning.

- How's Cal?

- He's good. You know, the same.

He's, he's good.

- How's the writing?

- It's, um, slow.

- Hm.

- I'm
pooped, honestly, I-

- Oh my God.

- What?
- You're deflecting.

Yeah, I talk about
my shit all the time,

and then the subject turns to
you and it's just shot down.

- That is not true. I am,
I am tired.

I will bitch about my life
in the morning, I promise.

- You better, because I
really, it's not fun by myself.

- You're so
good at it though.

- I'm an expert, but still,

I don't wanna do it
alone all the time.

You know, Dad's
gonna be okay, right?

- Is he? I mean, how
did this happen again?

I talk to him five times a
day. He seems totally fine.

I feel like, I just
feel like an idiot.

- There's nothing
that's different.

This is how he always has
been. I mean, he's bipolar.

He laughs, he jokes,
he charms everyone

into thinking he's
on top of the world.

- Yeah, until he turns around
and tries to kill himself.

- Yeah.
- I don't know,

I mean, I guess it made
more sense after Mom died.

She kept him together.
She kept him on track.

And without her, it... But this.

- I don't think he was trying
to do it this time, honestly.

I think he just woke up and
was sick of how he was feeling,

and then he just, I don't know.

- I feel like we let him down.

- He's fine. I'm gonna
have him move in here.

What?

- He's not, you keep trying.
He's never gonna move in here.

- Well, he can't be alone.

- No.
- And what, what,

is he gonna be with Cici

and her little gypsy
wagon of merry men?

- No, God, no.

Hi, um, medium
Americano. No room, please.

Thanks.

Thank you.

- Janie?

- Abby! Whoa!

- Oh my goodness. You
look exactly the same.

- Oh, no, and the last time
I saw you, you had braces-

- And a perm. Don't remind me.

- I do remember the
perm gone wrong.

- How are you?

I heard you moved to
LA, became an actress?

- Yeah. Yeah.

- You know, I- I
saw you in a show.

I think you were like
a ghost, or something?

I called Harrison to tell him,

but by the time he caught
it, you had disappeared.

- How is he? Harrison?

- Oh, he's great.

Just lives a charmed
life. Always has.

Married, three kids.

- Wow.

- And your dad, how
is he these days?

- Uh, he- he's great. He's,
he's, he's really, really good.

So fun running into you.

- Oh.
- And you know what?

Will you please tell
Harrison I say hi

next time you see him?

- Yes. And tell
your dad the same.

- Okay.

- Janie! Wait, I don't
know what I'm thinking.

Our cousin's getting
married this week,

and then Harrison
flies in today.

You should meet us for
a drink or something.

- Oh, um.
- The wedding's over

at Pinecrest, so, you know,
we'll end up at McCormick's.

So come, have a drink.
Harrison would love to see you.

- Okay. Yeah.

- So I'll see you
tonight, right? Right?

- Yeah.
- Okay. Bye.

- Good morning.

- Ryn!

Can I call you Kathryn?

- I suppose.

- Hm! Are you here to drug me?

- Doctor wants to run some tests
so he can adjust your meds.

- Yeah.
- You okay with needles?

- Do I have a choice?

I think you spend too much
time around depressed people.

- Knock, knock.
I brought bagels.

- Oh, Kathryn, you
know my daughter Jane?

Yeah, she's an actress in LA.

Worked with Dick Van Dyke.

- Wow, anything I
might have seen you in?

- Oh, um, you know, I've done
a lot of different things.

Nothing's really popped.

- Hey, she pays the bills
as an actress. That's huge!

- Well, I'll leave you
two with your bagels.

- Okay, Dad, you
gotta stop bragging.

No one's ever heard of
me. It's embarrassing.

- I'll never stop bragging.

How many people in this
hospital, in this whole city,

have chased their dreams
all the way to Los Angeles

and achieved them?

- Well, you
have a loose interpretation

of my dreams if you
think I've achieved them.

Onion or plain?

- I'll take both.

- Burnt-out buildings!
That gets in his way!

- What? What's his name again?

- Destructo Man.

- Destructo Man.

- Is he getting you
all caught up there?

- Oh, he is, he is.

- "While you sleep,
the Avengers fight on!"

Okay, everybody, I'd like
to talk to Mom. My turn.

Hello, honey.

- Hi.

- So, how's your dad?
How does he seem?

- Uh, you know, kinda, fine.

You know, that's the really
F'd up thing about it all.

- Swear jar!

- Hey, I said F,
that's not even a word.

- Well, you look nice.
Where you headed?

- Guess!

- McCormick's. Oh God.

You know, these
people freak me out.

- Yeah.
- You guys are all over 40,

and you drink at the
same bar every night,

like 20 years later.

It's kind of weird.

- It is. Yeah.

I gotta go. Hey
kiddos, where are you?

How much does Mommy love you?

- This much!
- At least so much more!

All right, I love you. Mwah!

I'll call you guys tomorrow.

Hi, just a vodka soda, please.

Thanks.

- Hey!

Hey! It is you.

- It is, um I, me. Yes.

God.
- No.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Uh, vodka soda?

- Um.
- I remember you,

you drank, uh, wine to relax,

vodka when you're
stressed or nervous.

Which is it?

- That is a very strange
thing to remember about me.

- I- I remember
everything about you.

Come on, it's been 19 years.

You're not getting
outta here that easy.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- So Mac is six, Lily eight.
- Mm. Mm-hmm.

- Um, God, I met Cal,
uh, at a poetry reading,

in our angsty-

- Of course.
- In our angsty youth-

- Ah-ha.
- And the rest is history.

- Oh.
- You?

- Um, met Whitney
right outta college.

Three girls. 6, 8, 10.

I have no say in anything ever.

So wait, how long
are you in town?

- Oh, just a couple days.
I'm staying with Alex.

She's got a, uh, little
McMansion up on Cooks Bay.

- Oh, wow. So she's
arrived.

- Ish.

- My sister-
- Yes.

- Ran into you, right?
- Yes.

- Every time we go to the
cabin, she talks about you.

Remember, Jane, we
used to drive her up

and then she'd catch
us in the, in the bunk,

in the morning.
- Oh, I don't, yes.

How did our
parents let us do that?

Like, why were we allowed
to be there alone?

They shouldn't have.

We were getting away with a
little more than we should have.

- I know, yeah.
I miss your parents.

I didn't even know
about your mom.

- Yeah.
- Until months after.

You should have told me.

- Well, that's, I mean, I hadn't
seen you in about a decade,

it might have been
a little weird.

- Well, I would've
been here. I loved her.

How's your dad?

- Uh, he's, he's good. You know?

Um.

He...

He, um, tried to kill
himself a couple days ago.

So that's, that's why I'm here.

- God, I'm so sorry.

- He's had an uphill
battle, as you know.

And since my mom passed,
it's just been...

- Right.

And you? How are you?

- God, I
mean, I, huh, I would lie

and say I've never been better,

but if anybody can
call me on my bullshit,

it is probably you, so.

- Yeah.

- It seems so crazy now.

God, I was so swept
up in us, you know?

I- I- I don't even
remember high school.

I just remember, us.

- I don't know.

The funny thing is, it
doesn't even seem that long ago

sitting here with you now, you
know it doesn't seem that crazy.

- Very fun to catch up.

You, uh, you make
a good grown up.

- Oh, thanks. You are
the same, only better.

- Right?
- I'm not kidding.

- Uh, well, safe flight, and um,

I guess I'll see
you in another 20.

- Well, I hope not.

Bye.

Kathryn!

What kind of prodding
have you come for now?

- Hm, no prodding.
Just your meds.

- Yeah.

- Who's winning?

- Me!

That's one perk of playing
against yourself,

you always win.

I used to play with my
wife, and she usually won.

And after she died, I just
started playing myself.

Less lonely. You play?

- Me? Oh, no, no,
I- I never learned.

- Well, you wanna learn?

- Well, I don't,
I don't know, I...

I probably wouldn't be any good.

And I have patients
I have to check on.

- Well, what do
you do after work?

- I go home.

- Oh. To?

- To? Oh, myself.

What does that have to do-

- So come when work is done.

20 minutes, I'll teach
you all my tricks.

- Take your meds.

- I'm scrapping this game
even though I'm winning.

So you'd better come.

You little minx.

I knew you were up to something

with the heels and the makeup.

- Shut up.

- Is he still hot?

Every guy I've dated
is either fat, bald,

can't get it up, or
all of the above.

I mean, I really don't get it.

I look better.

I legitimately look better,
and they've all gone to hell.

- He looks good.

- Still pretentious?

- He was not pretentious.

He came from money, yes,
but he was nice. Always.

- He was a beat away
from wearing an ascot.

He was pretentious.

- Anyway, it was
really good to see him.

- You really loved that guy.

I've never seen you
like that with anyone.

I mean, you were
crazy about him.

- Well, it was good to see him.

- Yeah. Yeah, you said that.

- Well, he can't live with me.

- He can live with me.
It makes the most sense.

- Yeah, it does, but
honestly, he can come to LA.

We have the space.
The kids would love it.

Right?

- Right. Right.

- Uh, why are you
looking at me like that?

- I'm not.
- You are.

- No, I'm just, I'm wondering

if you're gonna
stay there forever.

I mean, it's LA, it's
really, it's gross.

I mean, you have kids now,

and you're not really, you know?

- I'm not what?

- Well, you're not really acting

in the way that you wanted to,

and so it's like,
why stay there?

I mean, at some point, don't
you just have to kinda call it?

- Oh my God, what
is wrong with you?

- She's mean. You're mean.

- I'm honest. Someone
has to say it.

If I don't say it,
who's gonna say it?

- Nobody. Because people
don't say that stuff.

They let other people
figure their own lives out.

- I kind of feel like
you're taking too long.

- Oh, Jesus. This is
why I don't live here.

- Do you even own
real clothes anymore?

- These are real clothes.

- Okay.

- So this may not
be the best time,

but I pass the royal crown
to the new queen on Saturday,

and I'd really love it
if you guys were there.

- Hm! Anything shitty
you wanna say about that?

We'll be there.

Wouldn't miss it.

- Hi, Dad.

- Hey! There they are.

You three having fun
being together again?

- Oh, yeah.
- So much fun.

- Mm.
- Hey, Daddy.

- Yes, sweetie.
- How are you?

- Yeah, I'm good.

- Cici. Cici, you
can't do that to him.

- What? He tried to kill
himself, I can't cry about that?

- No!

- No.
- All right, can you?

- Um, there's a jello cart out
here. I saw the jello cart.

- Can I get outta
here already?

- Yes, soon, but you
can't go home by yourself.

Alex says you could-

- I don't wanna live with Alex.

If I was deaf, maybe, but to
listen to her fight with...

What, what's his name?

- Lennie.
- Yeah, they fight,

then have sex,
fight, then have sex.

- Ugh.
- No thanks.

And sweet Cici.

She's 35 going on 14,
bless her heart.

- So come live with me.

- You live in LA. I can't
leave your mother like that.

- Mom would want you to go.

- She's here. I'm here.

I go to the cemetery three
days a week. That's that.

- Well, you can't live
by yourself again, Dad.

You took too many pills and
you almost didn't wake up.

You laugh and you do your
happy Irish leprechaun thing,

but you can't do
that to us again.

- I'm tired, Janie.

- I know, Papa.
So let us help you.

- I'll be okay.

I'm good.

Hmm.

- So, like, do
you know the people

that live around here?
- No, you think I talk...

I don't talk to anybody.

- Who is that?
- I don't know.

- It's your house,
nobody even knows I'm here.

- It looks like someone
knows that you're here.

Yeah, okay. Okay.

- Alex!
- Harrison!

Look at you.

I would love to talk
more, gotta wash my hair.

- What are you doing here?

- Uh, I had some business
and uh, I thought

I'd stay on for a day or two.

I didn't have your number,

but you told me
where Alex lived, so.

Can I buy you a drink?

- Yeah.

- I knew you'd come.

There you go.

- Thank you.

- Full disclosure, I plan
to let you win.

So you don't wanna move
more than one or two

of your pawns in the opening.

Then you keep your king safe.

You could also castle your king.

Oh, we'll talk about
that later.

So, uh.

Hmm! Interesting.

I like it.

So tell me, this face is
beautiful when it smiles,

but it does not
smile very often.

Hey, you say you, you
go home to yourself.

No, uh, husband,
kids, grandkids? Uh.

Okay. You want me to start?

I had a wife.

A wife I loved
more than anything.

I met her one night at
a bar, of all places.

I was drunk.

Pretty standard at
that time in my life.

She was at this Irish
place, Nick's, downtown.

And I talked to her,

I thought I was being funny
and charming, happy.

She just listened quietly.

And when I finally shut
up, she just looked at me

and asked why I was so sad.

She caught me so off guard.
She saw everything in me.

Nobody could ever
see me like that.

Except Janie.

Since her mother died,
she's the closest.

- I had a son.

- Oh my God. It's still here?

- Yeah.

- Whoa. When was the
last time you were here?

- I, ages. I don't know.

I mean, not since my
parents sold the cabin.

- It's just crazy.
- You know? Hasn't changed.

- Hey, kids, go.
Enjoy yourselves.

All right, what can I get you?

- Hey!

- Well, I'll be damned!

How y'all doing?

- Good.
- How you been, Lyle?

- No, I've been good.
I've been real good.

- Yeah?
- Leinenkugel, right?

- When in Rome.
- Line- hey, hey, hey!

Sit your asses down.
I'll bring 'em right out.

Drinks are on me.

- You sure?
- Okay.

- All right.
- Put your money away.

Go on.
- All right, hey!

- Go on.
- Hey!

- Like, he just seemed
so old back then.

Right, didn't he?

- Well, he was probably our age.

- Oh, God, don't tell me that.

- Maybe younger.

- Hope you ain't driving.

You ain't leaving here sober.

- We accept, we
accept the challenge.

- Yeah.
- Cheers.

- Cheers!

- Richie. That's my son.

- Hm.

- He was shy like me.

He worked at a movie theater.

- Hmm.

- He loved the
movies.

Seen everything.

And we would talk
before he left,

and talk when he got back.

So, um, one day

I just didn't hear from him.

So I called him.

Nothing.

But I didn't, I didn't panic.

In the morning, when I
still hadn't heard from him,

I got dressed and I remember

putting a, a brown sweater on,

and thinking,

"This is what I'll be wearing."

I just had a feeling.

So I went there,

and there was a sign on the
door from his neighbors.

It said, "Richie's family,

please let us know
when the service is.

We'd like to be there."

I guess the police never
thought to call me.

He used to ride
his bike to work.

And I remember taking
comfort in that

because it was safer.

He got hit
by a car on his way

and he died in the ambulance.

And that was that.

I still have his ashes.

I've tried.

I have,

but I can't.

It's all I have left of him.

- We were 17, probably
your best customers.

- Yeah, I figured if you
were gonna drink anyway,

you might as well drink here.

Nothing was gonna happen
to you on my watch.

I had my eye on you.

- Ah.
- You know,

I always figured that you
two would end up together.

You got kids?

- Yeah. Kids and everything.

- Yeah? That's great.

Here's you two all grown
up with kids.

Hey, uh, I got
something for you.

I'll be right back.

- You don't think
he's gonna get-

- I- I do. I, really-

- He's gonna get the
little sausages?

- I'm pretty confident it's
gonna be those little sausages.

- No, you can't, I cannot.

- I- I-
- I'm too-

- Definitely can't.
- I cannot eat those.

- 20 years ago, maybe,
I could stomach it,

but it's not.

What?
- What?

- Not bad, huh?

- Ah!
- Come on. Come on.

- I can't believe you remember.

- I remember
everything. Come on now.

Look at you! Mm-hmm.

Now come on in here now.

I'm too old to be
doing this, buddy.

She's too, she's too
young for me. Go on ahead.

- How many times do you think
we stumbled down this path?

- I could do it in my sleep.

I could do it drunk in my sleep.

That's one of the things I
always remembered about us.

We were buddies, you know, like,

I mean, we were in love,

but like, you were
so cool and funny,

and we just did stuff
together like friends.

I never had that again.

Hmm.

Oh.

I thought you said
your parents sold it.

- They did.

Wow, it looks exactly the same.

- I know.

- This will be the true test.

- Oh my God.
- Whoa.

Okay.

- Oh!

- What, oh!

- Oh, oh, no. That
cannot be okay to drink.

That's been sitting here since
we were like 18 years old.

Let's try it. Oh.

- Okay. Here we go.

- Right.
- Okay.

- It's good. It's really good.

- I mean, it, it
weirdly tastes kind of fine.

- Hm.
- No?

- I don't know.

Do you see this? Look at
this box of fireworks.

Look at this.

- Oh-oh.

- Do you have a match?

This is going to blow your mind,

if it's not like too
old and doesn't flop.

But I have hopes.

Oh! Did it go?

No, it did not.

Come on. Come on, baby.

Come on.

No!

No! It's a bust.

It's not gonna happen.

- You really put your
best effort in though.

- What a bummer.

You realize Lyle
thinks we're married

to each other, right?

- I mean, he seemed so happy.

I just, I couldn't correct him.

- Yeah.

- Oh!
- Oh my God.

- You did it.

- So why aren't we?

- Why aren't we what?

- Married to each other?

Yeah, I- I can't
stop asking myself.

I just wondered if you had a
good answer, because I don't.

- You slut.

- Nothing
happened. Okay?

It was a trip down memory lane.

- It's 3:00 in the morning.

- And nothing happened. Okay?

- I love you, J, don't
mess up your life.

I cannot believe we're
validating this weirdness.

- Yeah, well, she's weird,
but she's our sister.

We can't be total shitheads.

- Are we really shitheads
if we don't condone this?

I mean, she calls
them her royal family.

- Good
morrow, my ladies.

- Ladies and gentlemen, I,
Titan of the North Wind,

come to you today as a
member of the royal courts.

We gather here to
crown a new queen.

And we say goodbye to our
going queen Cici Kelly.

And today, she
passes on the crown

to our next queen,
Anastasia of Excelsior.

- All right.

- Queen Cici shall
pass on her crown,

but not without the support
of two fair maidens.

- This thing's hot.

- Maidens Jane and Alex, please
approach the royal stage!

Can Queen Cici's sisters, Jane
and Alex, approach the stage?

- Oh shit.

- What? What, what, what?
- They're waiting for us.

- Oh!

- Please kneel.

- I'm sorry, what's that?
- What?

- Please kneel.

- Like, right-
- There?

- Do we, right now.
- Right, on the con-

- Okay.
- On the concrete,

That is? Okay.

- Here we go.
- Okay.

- And bow.

- Really pushing it, buddy.

Really pushing it.

It's fine. Just
gonna go with it.

- Cici Kelly, Queen of
the Snow, step forth.

And will our new queen,
Anastasia of Excelsior,

please step forward?

- This is a true honor.

I am humbled to assume
the role of your queen.

And Cici, though you will
just be a commoner again,

you will always be
a queen in my eyes.

- I hereby pass the
honorable crown.

- Wait!

- Oh God!

- Thy kingdom has
made a grave error.

She's not supposed to be queen.

It's supposed be me.
- I do, I-

Queen Ci-
- She-

- Give it, give it.

- No.
- Give it to me.

- Now, merry
revelers, merry rev-

- Give it!
- Merry revelers!

- No! No!
- Give it to me!

- Hey!
- Hello?

- Merry revelers, merry
revelers, may we remain calm.

- Oh yeah. Hey, how are you?

- Give it to me!
- Remain calm!

- I'm queen.

- You know what?
Not a good time.

Okay, that's it.

You wanna punch
somebody? You punch me.

Let's go.

- Alex, you don't need to get-

Give it a shot.

Come on, give it a shot.

- Ladies, please! No, ladies!

- I am really sorry about that.
That really got away for me.

I still really wanna
punch you in the face.

And we're back.

- Ha!
- All right,

a little much, a little much.

Oh my God, what is happening?

- I said, let's go!

- My lady.
- Thank you.

- Hmm.

- Well, I'm pretty sure
that's never happened

at a crowning ceremony before.

- Yeah. Well, you
guys are crazy.

I mean, you are crazy, but you!

You know, for a rich housewife,
you're pretty scrappy.

- Don't mess with my sisters.
I'll take you down.

- Well, we just made
that whole thing

a lot more interesting.

We can say that.
- 100%.

- Right?
- 100%.

Cici, I gotta ask you something.

Why? Why the Ren Fair of it all?

I mean, you've always
been really weird,

but this kinda tops it.

- The truth?

- No, I'd like a load
of bullshit, thanks.

- I was 33.

I was working in this
shitty cubicle job I hated,

I was single and depressed
and I just thought,

"I need a thing."

You know? "I need
something that's mine."

I mean, you guys.

Alex, you could be
getting a divorce

and getting fired and
you'd still come off

like you have this perfect life.

You have your shit together
more than anyone I know.

And Janie, you have Cal.
You have two amazing kids.

You're living this
interesting life,

pursuing exactly
what you wanna do.

And I just thought,
"What am I doing?"

At least with this I have
people, I have respect.

You guys might think they're
losers, but they love me.

You know, they gimme
something to hold onto.

- Really thought
you were gonna say

you just like the outfits.

- I do like the outfits.

I'm so glad

you hooked us up.

I mean, this doesn't
smell like a hundred years

of body odor at all.

- No. Yeah, they're great.

- Really nice.
- They're really great.

- Look, I've always
been the baby.

You two are kind of
a hard act to follow.

- God, well, don't
follow my act.

I'm not doing much
of anything, right?

- Bullshit.

- Okay, instead of working
and living the dream

as an actress, I do loop group.

I am the background
noise to the other people

who have actually made it.

My husband is not ready
to give up his dream,

which means I have no
choice but to show up

and stare my failure
directly in the face,

which, um, sucks.

Cici, you have a wide
open playing field.

You don't know who
you're gonna marry.

You don't know what's
gonna happen next.

You don't know how the
movie's gonna end, right?

And I mean, sometimes
it's kinda hard

to have all the
questions answered.

- Wow.

This is really awkward,
because my life

is pretty perfect and you
guys are making me feel

really guilty about that.

- Okay.

- It seriously is though.

Guys line up to fall
in love with you.

You're the most
confident person I know.

What are you stressed about?

- Well, mm, three
marriages later,

I've had four miscarriages,

10 rounds of insemination,

five rounds of in vitro,

countless shots, blood tests,

tears, two divorces,
and I have officially

gi- given up.

- What?

- It was just, it was easier

to say that I didn't want them

than to make you feel bad

for having 'em so easily.

I'm tough. I mean, that,
that's, that's what I do best.

- Wow, I've never seen you
cry before. This is so weird.

- Hey!
- Oh my God.

I'm so sorry.

- Yes.
- No, don't they,

they won't actually fall out.

They're just gonna
kinda go back in

and I'll probably
pee 'em out later.

That is enough.

The emotional window
is closed for business.

- I'm sleeping with Titan.

- Quick turn, quick turn.

Really quick turn.
- What?

- Okay.
- Prince of the North Wind.

- The guy I just punched?

- Mm-hmm.
- Wait, hold on.

Isn't he your-
- Brother.

- Brother.
- Mm-hmm.

- So that's some sick shit.

Okay.
- You know.

- Hang on. We were
right at eye level-

- Oh, we were.
- With, you know.

- Right in there.
- You know?

- So you met him?

- King of the North Wind
is wielding a mighty sword.

- Mm-hmm.

- That's, he's got a
lot going on down there.

- You know what? To
the mighty sword.

- Mightiest!
- Girl!

- Mightiest.

- Thank you, dear.
- You're welcome.

- Hi, Papa.

- Oh, there's my girl.

- How you feeling?

- I feel good.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- I, uh, I just
talked to the kids.

Mac wants me to tell you
that he pitched a no-hitter.

- Oh! Well, bring him with
you next time, will you?

- I will.

Hey, uh, you gonna
be okay with Alex?

- Would you be?

- No.

- Yeah, I'll be fine.

So, um, Alex tells me
you saw Harrison?

- God, she's got a big mouth.

Uh, yeah, I saw Harrison.

- Mm-hmm?

- And that's it.

I saw him. Yeah, he
looks great, and...

What?

- Nothing!
- I-

- Can I interrupt?

- Huh!
- I have your lunch.

- Ah, Kathryn and
I are in the throes

of a chess championship match.

I was letting her
win until I realized

she was just winning,
whether I let her or not.

So now, I am playing to win.

Ooh, you wore purple again.

I told her purple was her color.

- Purple scrubs,
very glamorous.

Cheese ravioli,

peas and jello.
- Mm!

Ugh.

Delicious.

Thank you.
- Welcome.

- Not as delicious as
the brownies

she made me from scratch.

Beautiful, and bakes.
What more do you want?

- Oh, Jack!
Let me go get your meds.

- Ah, she's, uh.

- Beautiful, and bakes?

Are we, were you
gonna tell me about this,

or just let me figure it out?

- I like her. What can I say?

- Eight years since Mom died,

I have never once
seen you so much

as bat an eyelash
at another woman.

- Mm, now you know I
love your mother first,

more than anything.

- No, no. Dad, are
you kidding me?

I'm ecstatic. I'm thrilled.

I don't want you to
be alone, missing Mom.

I want you to be happy.

I mean, you, you
deserve to be happy.

- Well, beautiful nurses aside,

you gotta get me outta here.

This, this stuff is
gonna be the death of me.

Want a taste of it.

- No, I'm good.
- Come on.

- I'm good, thank you.

I'm telling you, he's smitten.

- I just, I don't buy it.

- Well, buy it.

'Cause they're like a couple
of hopped up 7th graders,

all giddy and giggling.

Well, it's pretty cute.

- Wasn't it weird though to
see him with someone else?

- Mm.

No.

You know? I mean, Mom's
been gone for eight years.

I think he deserves
somebody like her.

- Well, yeah.

- No, no. No, no, I
have an early flight.

- Yeah.
- I can't, I can't-

- Yeah. No, you
should just move here.

Everything's better
when you're here.

- I mean, that's, that's
an aggressive pour.

- Hm!

- Hey.

I'm headed home,
I wanted to say goodnight.

- Sit with me.

- It is past your bedtime.

- I'm 75 years old.
I don't have bedtime.

- Okay.

- Yeah.

Tell me the best memory
you have with Richie,

of all of 'em, tell me the best.

- Hmm.

When Richie's father left,

we, um, we were tight on money.

And so, for his graduation,

I saved up as much
money as I could,

and took him on a
trip to California.

- Mm!
- He always wanted to go.

So I rented a convertible and
we started in San Francisco

and drove all the way
down the coast together.

It was just beautiful.

The jagged cliffs
overlooking the ocean,

and you feel like you could
just slide off the road

and be gone forever.

I mean, it was terrifying.

It was terrifying,
but exhilarating.

And I remember Richie,
he was driving,

and he had this big grin

on his face.

And I remember
looking up at the sky

and the sun was
shining down on us,

and for the first time,

I felt like everything
was gonna be okay.

Hm, we were really, truly happy

in that moment.

- Mm.

Mooch over.

So, I get outta
here in a few days.

And what do you say, you
and I go to those cliffs?

We rent a convertible
and we set Richie free.

We set you free.

I mean, you and I have seen
enough sadness, haven't we?

- You know we're
grownups now, right?

You could just go
to the front door.

- With Alex guarding
it? No, thank you.

You leave tomorrow, right?

In case another 20 years go by,

I had to say goodbye properly.

Come on!

- Okay.

What, are you kidnapping me?

- Well, I was thinking more
of a little tailgate cocktail,

but I'm open to the
kidnapping idea.

Sit right there.

- Oh, what's this?

- Mm-hmm.

She was a girl who
stole my heart at 15.

More beautiful now than ever.

- Oh, please, it's like
a load of bullshit,

but I will toast to it anyway.

- I'm not, I'm not
finished yet. Okay?

Um, I've realized
something. Okay?

I've realized

that you've had my
heart all this time.

That, that I've lived my
life and you live yours,

but I- I've, I've never,

I, Janie, I can't stop
thinking about you.

I- I- I can't, I
can't sleep at night.

I've pushed my flight
back four times,

because I don't wanna go back

when I know you're here.

And I feel, I feel
my heart skip a beat,

and I don't think
we're old enough

to not ever feel that way again.

And look, I know that maybe
you don't feel the same,

but I can see that, that
you're happy around me.

That like, we're still us,

even though 20
years has flown by.

I mean, you know, the
way you dance at Lyle's,

and sneak outta
your sister's house,

I see you're
happier and lighter.

- But we were 17-
- I know.

And I don't know if
you've thought about me,

but I have not stopped
thinking about you.

- Harrison, we are-
- Oh, I know, I know, I know.

I get it. I get
it all, trust me.

But Janie, I can't
shake this feeling.

We had magic

that we let slip
through our fingers.

I have tried to tell myself
otherwise, but I don't know,

from where I'm standing now,

I think I was absolutely crazy

to ever take one
step away from you.

- Harrison, I don't,

I don't know if I
understand exactly

what you're even saying-

- I'm saying I made a mistake.

It should have been you.

It should have
been us all along.

- Yeah?
- Where are you?

I'm standing in your room
and you're not in it.

- Alex! Alex, calm down.
- It's Dad.

He collapsed in the hospital.

They don't know why.
We gotta go right now.

If you wanted to get
out of staying with me,

you didn't have
to be so dramatic.

- I thought you
were leaving this morning?

Don't stay because
of me. I am fine!

- I'm just gonna stay
another day or two.

Cal's gonna bring the
kids. They wanna see you.

- Oh, you think I'm dying?

- Nobody thinks
you're dying, Dad,

I, if I'm gonna stay
another day or two,

I wanna see the kids.

- And Cal? Maybe Cal too?

- And Cal.

- Yeah, Mac and I can throw
the ball around a little bit.

Yeah.

- Okay. Okay, Cici, can
you pull it together?

He's gonna be fine!

- You heard the doctor!
He might not be fine.

- Okay. Can we talk
about this later?

- No! I'm allowed
to feel my feelings.

- Dammit, Cici.
- This is a time

to be open and honest
with each other.

- Okay, but-
- Pull it together.

What's wrong with you?
- Okay, just go easy

on her, Alex.
- Oh,

the adulterous has spoken.

Yeah, let's all go
easy on the crazy one.

- I'm not crazy!

- Shut it, Alex.

- You know what? No.

You guys want
openness and honesty?

I couldn't find Jane
when the hospital called,

because Jane had
snuck out my window

to go continue her little
tryst with Harrison,

who I'm, I'm pretty
sure she's seen more

than Dad since she's been home.

- You know what, I'm
getting a little sick

of this big-sister-is-watching
bullshit!

Oh my God!

And you, would you
pull it together?

He's not dying!
At least not today!

What is wrong with you?

- I'm emotional.

- Big news flash.
We all know that!

- I'm pregnant. Okay?

- Oh my God.

- You're pregnant?

With who? Nanook of the North?

- Oh!

- You start sleeping

with unemployed
Renaissance Festival loser

and you're, you're pregnant?

- She tells you she's pregnant

and that's what you say to her?

- You know what,
you know, no,

this makes sense,
this makes sense.

'Cause neither of you has a job,

except for playing dress-up
with all the other losers,

so why not?

Why not just have sex all
day with the fucking weirdos?

Do you even know
which one it is?

- The thing that
you're doing right now?

This is what you do to everyone.

You drive everyone away
with your nasty sarcasm

until once again,
you're all alone.

- Wow. Wow, little Cici throwing
out the big-girl insults.

Well, guess what? You win.

'Cause Lennie wants
to leave me, so.

Does that make you happy?

- Well, why wouldn't he?

- Fuck you.
- No, fuck you.

- And fuck you for
messing with the one thing

any of us has going!

- Really?
- Oh, yeah.

- Cici! Alex!

- I like your necklace.

- Thanks.

- You okay?

- I will be.

- What are you still doing here?

- Um, I wanted to
see you by myself.

- Ah!

- How you feeling?

- Uh!

Everything okay
with your sisters?

- Yeah. Same drama,
different decade.

- And you?

Hmm. Harrison, huh?

- Yeah.

I mean, I love
Cal, you know I do.

And I love my kids
more than anything.

But it's hard,

life and worrying
about money and work.

And I feel tired.

Then I come back
here and see Harrison

after all these years,
and he said to me,

I- I seem lighter,
and I do.

I feel young and pretty,

and like I have so
much ahead of me,

and I guess I just haven't
felt that way in a long time.

I mean, that sounds
stupid, but it's true.

- Doesn't sound stupid.

Did I ever tell you about
the girl I met in Zurich?

- There was a girl in Zurich?

- There was. Before
your mother, of course.

I guess I was about 23.

I was on the train,
minding my own business,

when this girl came on.

And this was, hands down,

the most beautiful
girl I'd ever seen.

I couldn't take my eyes off her,

but of course I- I had no
courage to say anything to her.

And then maybe, uh,
three hours went by

and I looked at her,
and sure enough,

she was looking at me.

She smiled, said
hello, and we talked,

and it was magical.

And then the train slowed
down in this little town

outside of Zurich,
and she stood up.

It was her stop.

I wanted to go with her,
but I was paralyzed.

She got off, and just as
the train was pulling away,

she turned back and
stared at me, smiling.

And all of a sudden I
realized this could be it.

This was my chance.

So I, so I- I ran to try
to get off the train,

but I, it was too late.

So I- I got off at the next
town, I went right back,

but she was gone.

And I waited for
hours and hours.

Never saw her again.

- That is so depressing.

- Wasn't depressing, my love,

because I met your mother,

and I fell
madly in love with her.

But whenever your mother
and I would have fights,

when we really had it out,

and I'd think to myself,

"I would've been so
much better with her."

But that's because
it wasn't real.

What your mother and I
had, mm, it was real.

And it came with, with fights
and bruises,

crying babies, teenagers
slamming doors,

but it was real.

And it was perfect.

Hm.

I think everybody
has that person,

that one that they,

they still wonder about,

that lives unblemished
by our reality.

But they're a mirage, sweetie.

Yeah, there was this
beautiful painting

of a girl in Zurich that hung
in the recesses of my mind.

And then,

there was your mother,

that I hugged and, and loved,

listened to her belly
laughs.

Don't,

don't trade a, a faded
portrait for real love.

No, you.

No.

Yeah.

Uh, what do you got? Oh.

- Uno!
- Oh!

Huh, I used to be
unbeatable at Uno!

I've lost my touch.

- Good morning,
I'm so sorry, Mr. Kelly,

but we have to get you
to your appointment

with Dr. Grayson
pretty soon here.

- That's fine.
- Okay.

Hey, kiddos, let's
go find Daddy.

He went and got you some
food at the cafeteria, okay?

Okay.

- Yeah.
- I love you, Papa.

- Yeah. I love you.

- Tonight?

- Yep, she called to lecture me,

said I had to be nice 'cause
he might come in wardrobe.

- Like royal attire?

- I don't know.

That baby's gonna be
born into such weirdness.

- Anybody want a beer? Janie?

- No, Janie's off the beer.
Strictly bourbon these days.

- I'd love a beer. Thanks.

- Strictly bourbon, huh?

- She's been just
reliving her glory days

since she's been here.
- Okay.

- A little stroll
down memory lane.

- They're gonna love you.

- Heaven on Earth, I've
won by wooing thee.

- What? Maybe let's tone it
down just for my sisters, okay?

Maybe talk about
baseball or something?

- I do not wish any companion
in this world, but thee.

- Current events?

- Be what I love, with
thee live my life.

- Okay, we're gonna
talk about the weather.

Kinda like, "Lovely
weather we're having.

Oh, look, it's sunny out."

- Okay, I don't know, is that
wardrobe? What's wardrobe?

- I don't know.
- That's a tall boot.

- Okay, yeah, it is.

- Hey, guys. This is...

- Dan. You can just call me Dan.

- Okay. These are my
sisters, Janie and Alex.

Janie's husband, Cal, and
their kids, Lily and Mac.

- All right,
I'm gonna make a toast.

- Okay, Alex, maybe we
let Dan get settled-

- No, no, no!

Come on. Don't drink that
though, 'cause, you know.

Okay, Cici, yesterday you
told us some pretty big news,

and I did not react in a
way that I am proud of.

You brought Dan here to
meet us and we welcome him.

As strange as you two may
be, you're having a baby,

and that is a miraculous
wonder to be celebrated.

Dan, we don't know you, but
hopefully you're somewhat normal

and have a, a real job aside

from this little dress-up
hobby that you play around in.

Yeah? Okay, to Cici and Dan.

- That's about as nice
as she gets, so enjoy.

- I'll drink to that.

- Salud.
- Salud.

- You can just lick
the salt around the edge.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Come on! Get the
ball, it's gonna fall.

Alex, would you happen
to have a soccer net?

- Uh-oh. Um,
I don't know.

Lennie's got a bunch of crap
down in whatever that thing is.

- Okay, I'll go look.
- Okay.

- Hello?

- "When you
are old and gray

and full of sleep,

and nodding by the fire,
take down this book,

and slowly read, and
dream of the soft look

your eyes had once, and
of their shadows deep.

How many loved your
moments of glad grace,

and loved your beauty with love,

false or true.

But one man loved the
pilgrim soul in you,

and loved the sorrows
of your changing face.

And, bending down
beside the glowing bars,

murmur, a little
sadly, how love fled

and paced upon the
mountains overhead,

and hid his face amid
a crowd of stars."

- There you are.

Been looking for you.

What are you doing in here?

- You know those car washes?

The, uh, the kind you
drive your car into

and then it just
pulls you through

with all the crazy
brushes and everything?

- Yeah.

- The weirdest thing
keeps happening to me.

The last three times

I've gone through one
of those, I've cried.

Like, real tears
streaming down my face.

You know I'm not even a crier,

and so what the hell am I doing,

crying in a car wash?

It occurred to me the last time,

as I was sitting there,

not driving, just
being pulled through,

that that's how I feel.

Like we're moving, but nobody's
driving the car anymore.

Being here and getting
away from it all

I think I just realized,

we're getting older,
the days come and go,

but we're not moving
forward, we're stuck,

just being pulled along by time,

and I don't wanna just
be pulled along anymore.

- I've let you down.

- No, it's not-

- Yeah, I've let you down.

You know, when we
met, we were young,

ready to conquer the world.

Had our sights set on
some pretty big dreams.

- I feel so far away
from those people.

- You feel far away from me?

- "The Lord is my
shepherd, I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie
down in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside
the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

He guideth me along the
paths of righteousness

for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk
through the valley

of the shadow of death,
I shall fear no evil,

for thou art with me,
thy rod and thy staff,

they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me

in the presence of mine enemies.

Thou anointest my head with
oil, my cup runneth over."

- There's something
for everybody.

And there's like Lusty Lassie's
Night and Pirate Night,

but that's not
really for the kids.

What it really is is like a
celebration of the 16th century.

- Yeah, yeah. So.

- Refill?

- Sure, why not?

Hey, who is that?

- That's Harrison.

- Oh. That's Harrison.

So how long has he been back?

- Hm,

long enough.

- You must be Cal?

Harrison Whitaker.

So glad we could finally meet,

I've heard great
things about you.

- Oh, you heard a lot of
great things about me, huh?

Now was that before or after

you tried to sleep with my wife?

- That's, uh, not fair.

- Wh- what's not fair? Huh?

The fact that I'm
in LA with my kids

while you two play out some
star-crossed lover of bullshit?

What are you doing
here anyway, huh?

Trying to see what kind of
post-funeral action you can get

while she's most vulnerable?

- Listen, you don't know the
first thing about me or us.

- Us?

What, us, like, like,
like you and Janie, huh?

- Hey, Cal, Lily's
looking for you.

- Perfect timing.

There's not much
more to say here.

- Oh, Cal! Cal, I
wanted you to meet...

This is my dad's
neighbor, Benny.

Uh, Benny, this is
Cal, my husband.

- Yeah, well, how'd
the two of you meet,

and what do you do
in Los Angeles, Cal?

- Uh, we met, uh.

I think Janie was having
a very vulnerable moment

and I, uh, swooped in.

Something she may regret now.

Oh, and I'm a writer, Benny,
not a very good one at that.

Nice to meet you.

- Uh.

What was that about?

- Why don't you start?

You tell me what's going
on and I'll fill you in.

- What does that mean?

- I'm, I'm standing at
your father's funeral

and I feel like I'm watching
a bad romance novel unfold.

High school lovers reunited,

making eyes at each other

while their spouses
and children stand by.

- Cal, th-
- You gave me

this whole analogy of a
car wash and feeling stuck.

This, this, this whole
monologue of bullshit.

When in fact you saw
your old boyfriend

and he looks pretty good, right?

I mean, isn't that what
this is really about?

And I felt awful.

Like, like, like I created
this by, by, by not writing,

and not being able to let it go

and get a real fucking job,

and all that other
shit I tell myself.

And then today,
I see you and Harrison

and I think to
myself, "Huh, wow,

we were doing pretty good
before she came here,

so is this really about
me or is it about him?"

- But we weren't
okay. I wasn't okay.

Yes, I have seen Harrison,
and you know what?

For the first time
in a long time,

I don't feel like a
robot on autopilot.

I feel alive, and-

- Alive. Wow.

- Well, far be it for me

to stop you from
feeling alive again.

I'm gonna,

I'm gonna take our
kids back to LA.

And you figure out exactly what
being alive means to you.

Because last I
checked, we had a life.

It wasn't perfect,
but it's certainly not

something I would've
thrown away.

- You okay?

- Mm. No.

I don't know what
the hell I'm doing.

- I do. I mean, I get it.

But you throw the old
model out for a new one

and pretty soon they're
the old model too.

You know that, right?

I joke about my
shitty track record,

but the truth is, I've messed
up a lot of things in my life.

And I've always admired you

for just...

Not.

You always do the right thing,

even if it's not the shiniest
thing in front of you.

I know Cal's not perfect,

but trust me, they
all look shiny

when you're not married to them.

And then you get in there,

and whatever it is,
there's something.

I'm on my third marriage
and the truth is,

the first one was
probably the best,

but I couldn't see it then.

I mean, being married
pretty much sucks.

I don't know why I keep
trying to get it right.

But I do.

It's hard. It's not
sexy, it's not exciting.

I mean, shit, being a grown-up
on your own is hard enough.

I think this is about you.

It's not about Cal,
it's not about Harrison.

It's about you, Janie.

- How come you didn't tell
us about the baby thing?

- I didn't, I didn't know

how to need you guys.

I mean, I- I- I mean,
I need, I need you guys.

I didn't, I didn't
know how to admit it.

- Lennie loves you.

You know, maybe you
could stand to soften

the blows every now and again.

- I'm sorry, why are
we talking about me?

Are you deflecting?

'Cause your life
is royally screwed,

and I would love to
just focus on that.

I think that's really
the focal point here.

- This is a
nice surprise.

You got my texts?

- Yeah.

You see this?

- Yeah.

- This is us.

We are here in this picture.

It occurred to me tonight
that every single person

I have ever loved has
lived in the shadows of us.

Even me.

And tonight I realized why.

For me, you represent
everything I was supposed to be.

Everything I was going
to be, every dream I had.

You knew me when I believed
it was all possible.

And being here with you makes
me feel like that girl again.

- Well, isn't that
what you want?

Isn't that how it's
supposed to be?

- Yes. It's made me
question everything.

You know, retrace my steps,

wondering if I did
everything wrong,

but, but the truth is,

we were never real.

You know, we're like that
first time you get drunk,

it's magical and euphoric,

but there's no
hangover the next day,

there's no job, no
diaper, no mortgages,

and, and I would not
trade it for anything.

But I also wouldn't trade

the mortgages and diapers
and headaches for anything.

- Janie, this sounds
like a very fancy way

of saying you're settling.

- No.

I have this life that's real,

that's actually pretty great.

And better yet, I have
this person to do it with

who is my favorite
person in the world.

And yeah, we may bug each other,

and, and disappoint each other,

but in the end, he's my person.

- Oh, that's bullshit.
Janie, that's bullshit.

I'm your person.

Come on. You're still
my brown-eyed girl.

- You love that song.

Always called me
your brown-eyed girl.

Even though my eyes are blue.

- You finally pull your
head outta your ass?

- I hate it
when you're right.

- All right, well, what
are we waiting for?

Let's get you to the airport.

- "10PM,
Three of Clubs.

Be there if you know what's
good for the rest of your life."

- Listen to me.

Maybe we're not perfect, okay?

Maybe we need to
make some changes,

but one thing I do not
wanna change is you and me.

I've been stuck.

Now I've been hanging
on to all these ideas

of what I should have
been and not waking up

to who I actually am,

and I think I actually
like who I am,

and I know I like
who I am with you.

I don't wanna be
the background noise

to somebody else's scene.

I want our kids to
see us doing something

that we love, that matters.

I don't know what I want
to be when I grow up,

but I really know
I wanna be standing

next to you when I do it.

Hmm.

Huh? Shall we do it?

We shall.

- We're way too
old for this place.

- You wanna go home?

- Yeah.

- Let's go.