All language subtitles for Good Trouble s02e04_English

I really don't want
anybody to know...

about Jacob or that
I was in the hospital.

Will you promise me that
if you ever feel suicidal again,

that you...
you'll just come to me.

I haven't exactly broken up
with Jeff yet.

What if you get him
to dump you?

Just tell him that you don't
want to move back to Wisconsin.

I'll move to LA.

But you love Fitchburg.

I love you more.

Can I stay with you tonight?

Davia: Yeah.

Angela: I think
we should implement a rule

that supervisors
cannot date anyone

who works under them.

All: Agreed.

(beeping)

The app literally doubled
the donations!

We only made $10,000,
not 20.

-Malika: I met my father.
-Isaac: How'd that go?

We always thought that
he just up and left.

My mom never said
anything good about him.

Is everything okay?

I'm being evicted.

-You ever been in love?
-GAEL: Once .

His name was Elijah.

Callie: I can't get a job
until I've passed the bar.

Which I will hopefully
know about soon.

I didn't pass the bar.
(exhales sharply)

We don't do
grassroots activism here.

At Legal Aid,
we're focused mostly

on providing
direct legal services

to the local community.

(speaking Spanish)

You wouldn't believe what
that woman has been through.

This is Callie,
your new research assistant.

Cary, Gwen.

Hi, I'm Cary.
So nice to meet you.

Hi. Nice to meet you.
Welcome.

They're our paralegals.

You'll be working for them
and all the lawyers here.

Will you show Callie around,
give her the lay of the land?

Of course.

You are gorgeous.

Is it okay to say that?

Cary's new. Don't worry.

The only person he wants
to harass around here is--

Right behind you.

Marcus.

-Hey.
-This is Callie.

She's our new
research assistant.

Oh, good.

Can you check the LARSO
on this three-day notice?

(Callie clears throat)

Uh, this is defective.

It doesn't list
the outstanding rent owed

or where to make payment.

Where did you go to school?

UCSD.

-Legal studies?
-Law.

You're a lawyer?

Yes.

I haven't passed
the bar yet.

Marcus: Well, aren't you
a little overqualified

to be a research assistant?

I need a job.

Hm. Well, don't be tempted
to give legal advice.

Oh, don't worry.
I will stay in my lane.

All right, back to work.
(sighs)

La, la, la,
la, la hey!

La, la, la, la, la hey!

Okay.

How about one
that's a little l-less...

Less?

More... relaxed.

Davia: Okay.

-You ready?
-Davia: Yeah.

What are you doing?
That is a terrible...

-You're a fierce tiger.
-What are you do--

-Please get up.
-You're a Komodo dragon.

(laughs)

No competition,
I already won

-And I need a photographer,
not a critic.
-Well, I'm not a photographer.

Yeah, but you're tall,
and pictures look better
from above.

Come on. Let me see.

Anything I want,
cause I got it like that

Try and make me stop
if you wanna

I like that one.

Ugh. No.

Who invited the dinner rolls
to the party?

You look like you.

Thanks a lot.

Beautiful. And real.

Well, I appreciate
the "beautiful" part,

but no one wants to see anything
on Instagram that's too "real."

Oh, this is the one.

I'm a rebel

I thought the point of the
whole body-positive movement

was to love your real body,
without filters.

Okay, everyone uses filters.

And I'm not trimming
or slimming.

Oh, speaking of which,
my mom's gonna be in town

getting one
of her "procedures."

At least she's staying
in a hotel this time.

You do remember my mom?

Yeah.

Why?

No reason, you were just
pretty wasted last time.

Still coming down,
coming down from yesterday

Swimming in the smoke
is a debt that I gotta pay...

Good morning.

(moans)

Bring another round
gotta wash these tears away

Pa-pa-pa
pa-pa-pa,
pa, pa

Pa-pa-pa
pa-pa-pa, pa, pa

And then we'll find
our peace of mind

You and me, bel ami

Pa-pa-pa, pa, pa

(chimes)

Yeah, I know. Caller ID.

Bonnie: The place is so tiny.

I don't know
how you do it.

Well, you could always stay
in a hotel.

I can't afford a hotel.

Yeah, but you can afford
a brow lift or whatever?

Doctor Levin has
a payment plan.

Mm-hmm? And what's
the interest rate

on this payment plan?

Less than my credit card.

And I would appreciate
a little support, Davia.

Mom, you're a beautiful woman.

(scoffing chuckle)
I'm over 40,

and single, with no one
to take care of me.

Time's running out, okay?

What, you want me
to end up old and alone?

Mom, you're not gonna
end up alone.

You'll always have me.

I know.
And I love you so much.

But I can't have sex
with you.

Don't you want
to find someone

who loves you
for what's inside?

(scoffs)

Honey, men aren't interested
in the inside

if what's on the outside
doesn't give them a boner.

I got you something.

(sing-songy)
For my baby girl.

-(chuckles)
-Mm-hmm.

(chuckles)
Do you like it?

-It's beautiful.
-Bonnie: Mm-hmm.

And... expensive.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

(chuckles)

Oh, my goodness.
You are so pretty.

Oh!

And talented.

Look at that gorgeous face.

Mm.

If you just lost
30 pounds,

you could get
any man you want.

Muah.

-(cheering, whooping)
-There she is. Congratulations.

-Gina: You did it, girl!
-And she raised $20,000.

-Claire: You made us proud.
-Gina: Her app is genius.

Thank you, all.

Gina: So, are you excited?

We heard Evan was there.
He must be impressed.

(overlapping conversations)

I think I'm just gonna
tell Evan what happened

and have him garnish my wages,
so no one needs to know.

Whoa, wait.

You don't have
to make up that money.

The Center for Transgender
Veterans is expecting $20,000.

They were expecting
half that.

They'll understand.

Yeah, well,
what about everyone else?

It's a beta test.
Things are supposed to go wrong.

Okay. No, not on my watch.

I mean, all of those guys
are expecting me to fail.

And Evan stood up
to his board of directors.

I can't let him lose
his faith in me.

I don't think you have to worry
about Evan losing faith in you.

Oh, my god. Do you
still think that he's doing

-all of this because--
-Raj: No, I didn't say that.

-Mariana: Well, that's what
you're implying.
-No, it's not.

Mariana: Look, I can't talk
about this right now.

I don't have time for this.
I have to go down
to the art department,

and then I have
a stupid grievance meeting.

(laughter)

Misty: Miss me?

What's his story?

-Oh, Dennis?
-Bonnie: Yeah.

-He lives at the Coterie.
-Hm. What does he do?

Davia:
Well, you're looking at it.

He must have a job.

Not that I know of.

But he just moved in,
so I barely know him.

Well, maybe you should get
to know him.

He's very attractive.

Yeah, no thanks.

That guy's a loser.

(scoffs)
Every man's a loser

until he finds
the right woman.

Oh, thank you.

Hey, can you
send Dennis

a refill of whatever
he's drinking?

-And say it's from Davia.
-Mom, no.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Do it, do it, do it,
do it, do it. Yeah.

(Davia sighs)
Okay, what about his date?

Well, she can get
her own drink.

(both chuckle)

Hmm.

Hey, guys.

Are you
and Raj dating?

Is that why you chose Raj to be
on your team instead of a woman?

No. No, I-I chose Raj

because he's
an excellent engineer.

People might think
they got passed over
because you're dating.

Like me, for instance.

You're the reason
that Evan fired Josh.

If any of the guys find out
that you're dating someone

on your team,
they're gonna rip you apart.

All of us. It could undermine
everything we're working for.

As head of
the grievance committee,

you either need
to break up with Raj

or take him
off your team.

I think they're right.

-There you go.
-Thank you.

-Hey, man.
-Man: Hey, man.

I heard you took
that 5G workshop.

You wanna grab drinks later so
I can pick your brain about it?

Man:
Sure, man.

Hey, man.

Hey.

Uh, can I get
a double chai latte?

Man: Coming right up.

Very pleased with the way
the app is going.

Yeah.

Would you mind
if we spoke in private?

(door buzzing)

(sighs)
I need a declaration

to complete this petition
for dismissal.

-Good morning.
-I said, "Good morning."

No, you didn't.
Good morning.

Would you mind cite-checking
this motion for me?

Sure.

-My declaration?
-Yeah, I'll do it.

What's this?

A vanilla latte. For you.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

(sing-songy):
I just need that declaration.

He's not in yet.
Everything okay?

Yeah.

Malika:
Callie, this is
my father, Joseph.

He's being evicted.

I think because of us.

They can't evict you for making
a complaint about maintenance.

(sighs)

I'm behind on my rent.

I ran into some medical bills
a few months ago.

The landlord
was letting me stay

in exchange for doing
odd jobs around the place.

But then he accused me
of snitching

about the broken elevator

and gave me 24 hours
to get out.

I'm so sorry, Joseph.

But don't worry.
I'll get someone from
my office to fix this.

Gwen:
Good morning, Marcus.

-Cary: Hey, Marcus.
-Marcus: Morning.

Uh, Marcus,
can I talk to you?

Yes. Make it quick.
I have a client.

I wanted to talk to you
about that demand letter.

What demand letter is that?

Uh, the one you told me
to serve on the...

Towers on Western
single residency hotel.

Elevator's been out for weeks,
and management keeps saying

they're gonna fix it
and they don't.

I was wondering
what can be done.

Well, we would serve
a demand letter

saying that they have 48 hours
to address the problem.

Otherwise,
they're in breach,

and they could lose
their license to operate.

Okay.

I know what to do.

What I don't understand is

how the manager knew
Joseph had anything

to do with
the demand letter?

I didn't put
his name on it.

I think that's on me.

Selina, you okay?

The elevator's
still broken.

Yeah, I can't do
my shopping.

No man has carried me
like this

since my husband carried me
across the threshold.

(chuckles)

God rest his rotten heart.

-Oh.
-(Joseph chuckles)

Okay.

Alright. I'll go get
your wheelchair, huh?

Just hang tight.

What else could I do?

(Joseph and Malika chuckle)

Here you go.

So, how long has
the elevator been out?

A while.

They keep saying
they're gonna fix it, but...

in the meantime,
people like Selina

are trapped
on their floors.

That's not right. There's gotta
be something they can do.

Well, we'll manage.

-(chuckles)
-Well...

I'd like to see you
again sometime.

If it suits you.

-Yeah. I'd, I'd like that, too.
-Yeah.

I'm gonna die soon.

(both chuckle)

Oh, no. Don't you bet
on it, Selina.

You're gonna outlive
us all.

(laughter)

Excuse me.

Can I ask when you plan
on fixing the elevator?

Who the hell are you?
You don't live here.

My father does.

And the tenants
who can't use the stairs

are stuck on their floors.

It's none of your business.

Then I'll take it to someone
whose business it is.

You served
a demand letter?

That's what you said
we do...

We, as in one of
the licensed lawyers.

Callie:
I guess I misunderstood.

Is that it?

No. Um,

there's a problem.

The tenant on whose behalf
I served the letter

is being evicted
in retaliation.

They can't do that.

Well, he's behind on rent.

And he's the father
of a friend of mine,

so I feel like this is
sort of my fault.

Yeah. Ya think?

Is there something we--

you can do to help him?

Maybe. But I can't do anything
without looping in Teresa.

And if I do that, your first
week here might be your last.

So, I made a mistake.

(hammock creaking softly)

There was a... glitch

-in the beta test--
-Raj told me.

What exactly
did he tell you?

That it doubled
the amount of donations,
and it was his fault.

No, i-it was my fault.

I-it was in
the original code.

He was just trying
to fix it on the fly.

He asked me to garnish
his wages to make up
the extra money.

That's what I was
gonna ask you to do,

t-to my wages.

I'm the team leader.

It's my responsibility.

I'm the company leader.

The ultimate responsibility
is mine.

So, I will make up
the $10,000.

No, I...
I can't let you do that.

I'm rich, Mariana. $10,000
to me is like $10 to you.

Uh, I mean...
I'm assuming.

Until I win the lottery.

The odds of you winning
the lottery are practically
nonexistent.

Well, what about
your board of directors?

I'm happy to tell them
the app was a complete success.

Because otherwise,
it, it was.

Thank you.

You're an amazing boss.

Collaborator.

There are no bosses here.

Malika: I am so sorry.

(exhales sharply)
I just wanted to help.

Can I ask how much you owe?

Joseph: Around $800.

I can loan you the money.

I'm not taking money
from my daughter.

I didn't mean to make
a thing out of this.

I just needed to know
what happened.

Yeah, but this is
my fault.

Please, let me
make it right.

Joseph: No.

I wasn't in your life
all these years.

Didn't want to bring
any trouble on you or your mom
or your brother.

You were probably better off
not coming to see me
in the first place.

Thanks for the tea.
(sighs)

(door opens)

-(door closes)
-(Malika sighs)

(inhales deeply)

(knocking on door)

Can I talk to you
for a moment?

So, not to rub it
in your face,

but the photo that I chose
for my Insta got

over a thousand likes so far.

Congratulations.

What's going on there?

Uh, just something to do.

Well, I have something
for you to do.

Do you want to go to dinner
with me and my mom?

(laughter)

Tell ya, you, you remind me
of the boys

I used to date
in high school.

Oh, yeah, speaking
of high school,

what grade is Misty in?

Says the person out on a
Saturday night with her mother.

-Snap.
-(laughs)

Davia: Who says "snap"?

You two, get a room already.

You all good here?

We'll do one more round,
on me.

We have that party
to go to.

Ooh, was there gonna be
a bouncy house?

(Bonnie snickers)

One more drink.
Come on.

I'm going.
You can meet me there...

or not.

-Bonnie: Uhh...
-Yikes.

-Rude.
-Not good.

See? That is the problem
with dating younger women.

They're all about the drama.

Uh, since he's buying,
I'm gonna have a margarita

with your most
expensive tequila.

Okay, make it a skinny.

You should've seen the body
my baby used to have.

Oh, when I was anorexic?

No. Before that, Davia.

Jeez. Talk about drama.

I mean, as long as
you're not starving yourself,

you can never be
too rich or too thin.

Am I right?

(clears throat)

Yeah, I'm not really up for
being around people right now.

I know. I told her
you wouldn't come.

Plus, we're meeting early
because of her surgery

so that's why
I'm eating now.

You're not gonna eat
with her?

Well, I'll get, like,
a little salad.

But otherwise, I have
to endure my mother's

well-meaning remarks
about how I could get a man

if I just wasn't so fat.

(crunching)

That's for being chivalrous
as my boyfriend.

And that's for going behind
my back as team leader.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Evan's gonna cover the 10K
out of his own pocket.

Seriously?

Yeah. Because, ultimately,
it's his responsibility.

According to him.

And he's rich.
Also according to him.

And I swear,
if you read into this

-in any way, I will--
-Raj: What?

Fire me?
(chuckles)

That's him.

I have a work order to fix
the elevator, okay?

I'm representing Joseph Turner.

Did you give him a 30-day
written notice of eviction?

Come on. He's 60 days
past due on his rent.

I don't care if he's
60 years past due.

That's the law.

And it's illegal
for a landlord to retaliate

against a tenant
who has exercised

his legal right to complain

about a violation
of safety laws.

Like failure to repair
an elevator.

So, if you try to throw
Mr. Turner out

before the 30 days,
we'll sue.

Yeah, but if he doesn't pay
before then,

he's outta here.

What's this?

A new demand order.

This one's signed
by a judge.

You have 48 hours
to repair the elevator

or you'll lose your license
to operate the facility.

We bought your
friend's father some time,

but if he doesn't pay,
he'll be out on the street.

Thank you so much.
I'm so grateful for your help.

Don't be grateful.
Just don't screw up.

You have
a law degree, Callie.

I'm assuming
you actually earned it.

So, think next time.

So, is the chicken cooked
with olive oil or butter?

You know what?
Just bring me a kale salad.

And then
another vodka rocks.

I'll just have
the kale salad, too.

Are you allowed to drink
before you have major surgery?

I'm getting
my eyes done, Davia.

It's not major surgery.

So... Jeff left his wife.

-How do you know about that?
-It's the talk of Fitchburg.

Mainly because Lily's mom
is telling anyone who'll listen

that Jeff is a monster.

Well, he's not a monster.

No judgment here.

I mean, you've been in love
with that boy since high school.

And clearly,
he loves you, too,

for what's on the inside,
like you said.

Do you know
how rare that is?

And you,
you found the one.

Well, um,
actually, he's...

not... the one.

What do you mean?

I'm not in love
with Jeff anymore.

(scoffs)
Does he know this?

No. Not yet.

(sighs)

He's, he's just having
such a hard time, you know,

with Lily
and then his family.

Everybody's mad
at him.

Davia, you better think long
and hard about this.

You found a good man
who wants you.

And take it from me, the
pickings are slim out there,

even for the size twos
of the world.

Don't do something you're
gonna regret in ten years,

when you're still single

and your biological clock
is ticking.

That's all I'm saying.

(laughter)

Bonnie: Okay, 'kay, 'kay.
Come, come, come.

Davia, chin up and out.

Ooh! This is gonna be so cute
on my Insta story, Twitter.

(laughs)

-Look at Misty.
She is mad at me.
-Oh, yeah, she is.

(laughter)

See, I told you.

Younger women
are all about the drama.

-Last call?
-Mm. Thank God. Let's bounce.

Oh, one more drink,
with the woman who birthed you.

She was nine pounds,
ten ounces.

And she just tore me
to shreds down there.

Davia: Wow.

But don't worry.
I'm tight as drum now.

Yeah. Mom, no one's worried
about your vagina. Let's go.

Oh, come on. I never get
to have any fun.

Will you stay and have
one last drink with me?

-Sure. Why not?
-Great.

Well, you two senior citizens
can have fun.

I'm going home
and going to bed.

Will you make sure
that they get back okay?

-Yeah. No problem.
-(blows kiss)

-Davia: Thank you.
-I love you.

Ooh, okay. So...

tell me all about you.

I want to know
everything.

(knocking on door)

Hey.

Got a minute?

'Bout all I got these days.

(chuckles)

Isaac: Look, I understand,

not wanting to take
your daughter's money.

But there's no reason why
you can't take a loan from me.

No, no.
I can't do that.

This is killing Malika that
she put you in this situation
and she can't fix it.

Uh, you said you haven't
been there for her for years.

Well, if you want
to be there for her now,

you'll take this money,

and you'll lift
the burden off of her.

(exhales)

I know, it's...

I'm paying you back
every cent.

Yeah, you damn right
you are. (chuckles)

And can you, uh...

keep this between us?

For sure.

Take care, man.

(door closes)

Raj: This isn't
a convenient way

to get rid of me
after I messed up?

No.

I hate this.
It's just...

the rule of team leaders

not being able
to date people under them

mostly protects women
against the Joshes of the world.

And I can't be selfish.

Even though
I really want to be.

I know.

(inhales sharply)

So, what are we
gonna tell people

is the reason I'm
no longer on your team?

(exhales sharply)
Well, it's no one's business.

People are gonna talk.

Yeah, well, people are
really gonna talk

if they find out
we're dating.

Especially Alex
and Sam.

I mean,
we could tell them.

No. (chuckles)
No, we can't. You're right.

And you would get
the worst of it.

(sighs)

I'm gonna miss working
with you so much.

Especially the late nights
in my office.

(laughs)

I'm available
for late nights anytime.

And hey, I don't want you
to worry about Evan.

If he ever crossed a line,
which he hasn't and he won't,

trust that I would shoot
it down right away.

I do.

Bonnie: So, I saw
your latest Insta post.

Oh! It got over
a thousand likes.

Yeah. Okay,
I have a question.

Are these
body-positive people

really proud
of their plus-size selves,

or are they just,
you know, pretending

to be to justify overeating

and, you know,
just being unhealthy?

We're really proud
of our bodies, Mom.

And just because
you're plus-size

doesn't mean
you're not healthy.

Well, I don't buy that.

-Dennis! (scoffs)
-Dennis: Hi.

You said
he wasn't coming.

Sorry. I'm late.

Oh, good. Come sit.
Let's get you a drink.

Oh, actually, I'm not really
drinking at the moment.

Oh, that's no fun.

-One drink, come on.
-Mom.

What?

He said
he's not drinking.

Yeah. I am,
however, starving.

(chuckling)
Thank you very much.

Ooh, all right.

One of each small plate
for the table,

and two orders of those
fried artichokes you love.

Bonnie? Do not tell me

you're just having
a salad.

Well, I'm watching
my figure.

Well, you're too skinny,
if you ask me.

And let's have some of
those sweet potato fries, too.

Thank you.

Malika: Hey, y'all.

Oh, hey. Uh,
you remember my mother?

(chuckles)

-I sure do.
-Hi.

But who's this guy?

Where you been?

Around.

Mm.

Well, I'll have
the waiter bring out

an order of those
fried artichokes on me.

I know how much
you love them.

(Davia chuckles)

Mm.

Hey.

Hey.

How'd it go?

He took the money.

I don't feel great
telling him it was mine,

although it could've been.

No.

You're not putting your money
on the line for my dad.

What if he can't
pay you back?

Or what if he needs money
again next month?

Now, I know your savings took
a hit with that eight hundred.

But are you gonna feel
obligated to help?

No, 'cause next month
won't be my fault.

Okay.

Just be careful.

He is a grown-ass man.

He has been taking care
of himself

long before you were
in the picture.

I understand you want
a relationship with him, but--

Yeah, but he doesn't
want one with me.

So, don't worry.

Besides, I gotta get right
with Dom.

Probably can't do that
with our dad in the picture.

I'm just saying.

If he comes back around,
don't go try fixing his life.

Let him be there for you

and not
the other way around.

Okay.

Davia: I'm good.

You are still
in the doghouse

for not following me back
on Instagram.

Oh, I'm not really
on social media these days.

No, no, no. I'm good.
I'm good.

Come on,
you love these.

Oh. Bonnie?

Help me out with these.

Oh, okay.

Mmm. It's very,
very fried.

And delicious.

Mm-hmm.

I love a woman
who's not afraid to eat.

Bonnie: Oh, Davia and I
were just discussing

the whole
body-positive thing.

What do you make of it?

I think it's great
to see anyone proud
of the skin they're in.

Bonnie: Oh. But would you
ever date a woman

who was plus-size?

Sure.

Have you ever dated anyone

who was over, say,
a size two?

I don't really know
women's sizes.

Okay, a woman who
couldn't fit in your jeans?

See?
(chuckles)

People say they'd do
a lot of things in theory,

but it's what they do
in practice

that tells
the real truth.

I have to use
the restroom.

Where were you when

(breathing heavily)

You swore
you'd never forget?

(sniffles, exhales sharply)

Where were you when

You never called me either,
Dennis.

You know,
I was really messed up.

I don't remember anything
from that night.

Well, that's a shame.

'Cause maybe if you did,
you wouldn't be chasing

these little girls around.

You'd remember what it's like
to be with a real woman.

And I can...

always remind you.

I'm at the McCadden Hotel.

Room 605.

Is everything okay?

Yeah. Why wouldn't it be?

(somber music playing)

Davia.

-(knocking on door)
-Davia: Go away!

-I said, "Go away."
-Well, if you really
wanted me to go away,

-you would've
locked the door.
-Oh, don't flatter yourself.

I never lock my door.

I'll go away,

if you tell me who you're
mad at. Me or your mom?

Both. I told you I don't eat
in front of my mother.

And that's messed up.
Uh, you, you should be yourself.

That is not
for you to decide.

Or to judge.

Especially when you
go around hiding

who you are
all the time.

You don't get to tell me
to keep your secrets

and then force me into
some sort of confrontation

with my mother.

I mean,
look at me, Dennis.

She knows I actually eat.

I don't want to be myself
around my mother

because it hurts.

(whispering)
I'm sorry.

It's just,
I care about you,

and she's got
no right to judge.

(chuckling)
Oh.

You think
I don't know that?

(crying) You think I, I don't
wish that she could just...

see me...

and not how I look
or what I eat?

She's the most insecure,

self-loathing person
I've ever known,

and she's projected that
on me my whole life.

Which is why
I became anorexic.

And by the way,
you can be too skinny.

Okay, I was 90 pounds.

I had to go into
a hospital,

get fed with a tube.

(sniffles)

I don't want
to tell my mom

what I really think
about her,

'cause it will only
hurt her.

I don't want
to make her feel

how she makes me feel.

(cries)

Oh, hey.

I am sorry.

I know.
(sniffles)

It's okay.

(sobbing)

(crying)

Marcus: You know,
she's bound to overstep again,

not to mention
she's entitled.

Teresa: She's young and
determined to change the world,

the way we all were
out of law school.

We could use some
wide-eyed energy around here.

There's a difference between
passion and impertinence.

Jeez, you've got it
in for her.

No, I have more cases
than I can handle,

and I don't have time
to rein in the ego

of a young lawyer
who's got something to prove

because she failed the bar.

Don't worry.
She's not your problem.

I'll mentor her.

Like you mentored me?

Let's not go there.

Hey, Evan.

Mariana.

Thanks again
for everything.

Of course.

So, I was wondering if you
would like to get a drink
with me sometime.

(elevator rumbling)

To... talk next steps
on the app.

Yeah, sure.

When?

How about now?

Now?

Unless you have plans.

Uh, yeah. Now is great.

(sighs)

(cell phone buzzing)

Hello?

Hey, hey.
(chuckles)

Uh...

I just wanted
to let you know, um,

I worked my situation
out here. So...

you don't need to worry.

Okay. That's good.
(chuckles)

Joseph: And, um...

look, I'm. ..

I'm sorry for
what I said about ...

you coming over
and looking meup.

I know it's too late
to be your father, but...

I'd like to be a friend.

This is our dad.

-Hey, man.
-So, this is how
you got my back?

-Hey, wait, son.
-Hey, now.

I am not your son.

Yeah, I could always use
another friend.

Okay, that's great.
(chuckles)

(cell phone chimes)

Still coming down,
coming down from yesterday

Swimming in the smoke
is a debt that I gotta pay

It's not a war
if you never agree to play

Bring another round
gotta wash these tears away

And I know I'd run away

And I drink
to hide the pain

And we know we got away

We are fit for better days

(cell phone beeps)

But I don't wanna talk, no
I don't wanna talk no more

'Cause it's getting me down
yeah, it's getting me down

It's getting me down

Yeah I just want to move
my wrists, wrists

Do a body roll

- Wanna move
my wrists, wrists...
-(cell phone chimes)

Do a body roll

We fall in love,
in a second
you're out the door

Scream and shout at
the people we love the most

(cell phone beeps)

Nine to five for the suits
on the hundredth floor

(cell phone chimes)

Live in the basement
hanging onto higher hopes

And people get away

And rent's a bitch to pay

I lay in bed awake

And I know
I'll see better days

But I don't wanna talk, no
I don't wanna talk no more

'Cause it's getting me down
yeah, it's getting me down

It's getting me down

Yeah, I just want to move
my wrists, wrists

Do a body roll

'Cause we don't
give a shit