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No, no, no, don't give up on me, Lora.

All I wanted is for us to be happy.

But that's all I want too.

Then why'd you storm out of therapy?

Are you pushing me to leave?

No, that is the last thing that I want.

I love you, Peter, but I can't keep doing this.

I-- I love you.

You say the words, but it's like you're not even there.

You know that kind of stuff is-- it's awkward for me.

I think you're still in love with her.

What? That's ridiculous,

not to mention impossible.

I don't know why you even married me.

I want to be with you, not her.

I'd give anything to believe that.

Lora, I'm losing my fucking mind, okay?

I can't eat, I can't breathe, I can't work.

I can't forgive myself.

For the hundredth time,

what happened to Sara was not your fault.

What if you're wrong?

Would you leave me then?

I can't do this again.

I won't keep waiting for you to let go of the past.

No, no, don't give up on us, Lora.

-We're focused here. -All right.

Hey, guys, smile.

Fuck you, Peter.

That was a great shot, Simon,

you're gonna absolutely hate it.

So is it true that you actually won first prize

at the photographer's league?

- Ta-da. - He's got a blue ribbon.

I guess it's true then.

All right, well, I'll tell you what,

give me a call next week, okay?

All right.

Uh, I don't really do fashion.

You don't do fashion? Then don't call.

-Like I give a shit. -All right, all right, come on, come here.

-No, no, no, I'll-- I will call. -Yeah, sure.

-He said he's gonna come over. -Still doesn't change the fucking scenario.

Oh, hey, Lora, I--

-I didn't know you'd be here. -Hi, Peter.

I just wanna say thanks for telling Jasper

to invite me the other night.

Yeah, I'm glad he had a great time.

I didn't know law students could be so fun.

Yeah, in between torts and contracts,

we nerds love to get our hair down.

Okay, that came off.

So, I was wondering if--

Yo, Peter, you found her. Nice.

Jasper, there we go baby.

There he is, sandbag king.

-Lora, you ready? -No, no, I look terrible.

You look wonderful.

What is that?

They use that back in the '19s or something, Petey.

Awesome Nikon, Peter. Vintage, right?

-Yeah. -Yeah, the same one that Irving Penn used.

Your work reminds me a lot of his.

Wow, that is the nicest

thing anyone's ever said to me.

So, I'm in a group exhibit that opens on Thursday.

Maybe you'd wanna come with me?

Oh, Thursday, um, I--

I get it. It's okay.

Hey, you two wanna get a room?

Do it after the shoot.

I have an exam on Friday.

Lora, move your ass.

Sara, ready?

Don't talk to her like that.

I pay the bills.

I'll talk to her however I want.

You really are an asshole, you know that?

Wow, it's like the nicest thing

anyone's ever said to me, Petey.

Can you not? Stop, stop.

Okay, last looks.

One second.

-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.

I'm just finishing this.

Boop.

Posted.

Okay, come on. They're waiting for you.

I could've sworn there was an accident,

but I got out and...

there's nothing.

Oh shit.

Lora?

Lora, are you there?

Sorry, we must've got disconnected.

Where are you?

Lora?

No, silly, it's me, Sara.

Sara, that-- that's-- that's impossible.

Where are you already?

Um, I'm on the side of the road somewhere.

I thought there was an accident.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I pulled over to check it out.

Stay in the car until the police get there.

No, I already got out and looked.

Are you crazy? Don't be a hero.

I couldn't live with myself if someone got hurt

and I didn't try to help.

No, that wouldn't be like you.

I-- everything was okay.

Good, well, please drive carefully,

but you can speed a little.

I can't wait to see you.

I can't wait to see you, too.

There's so much I need to explain.

There's a lot to talk about.

I can't believe you called.

You were really shocked.

I mean, it's not every day you hear from your ex...

especially one who's been dead for four years.

Just a little smile, come on.

Come on, Sara.

There it is.

Loosen up a little bit more, baby.

Uh-huh, yeah, bring your hands up a little bit higher.

Right there.

Hotter.

I want you to look like you just had the best sex of your life.

That's it.

Don't worry, I won't tell your daddy.

One more, that's it.

That's it, we got it, that's a wrap.

Wow.

That was absolutely fantastic.

I mean, I gotta tell you something, you are just so, uh...

sexy and, uh...

you're just absolutely so cool.

Thank you.

Yeah, hey, Tootsky, huh?

-What? -Tootsky.

-Oh, no, I don't do that. -No?

Yeah, well, work is done, it's time to play.

Oops.

Listen, I've got this new national campaign coming up

and I'm thinking about getting you in on it.

What's it for?

Well, we'll figure that out later.

You'd be perfect.

Come on, just try one. Just one.

Come on.

There you go, one more time, one more time, one more time.

There it is, oh!

Bingo.

Yo, Petey, come here, I want you to meet somebody. Simon.

-Yeah. -I know you're her agent,

but the line form's in the rear, bro.

Oh, man, all we were doing is just talking about Italy

and Sara was telling me how much she would just love to go there, weren't you?

I was?

Come on now.

Oh, you should show her pictures of your villa.

All the girls who go there say how great it is at first.

Why don't you go fuck yourself?

And by the way, what are you even doing here?

Angling for an invite to Italy?

Not even if you had a vagina, buddy.

Weinstein much?

Terry, email me those proofs.

And you, smart guy, listen, I remember I told you to call me next week.

Don't bother.

Ciao bella.

Smooth move, Junior.

You really don't like to work, do you?

Well, I was just never good at kissing ass.

Any pointers?

Lora.

This is Sara, my girlfriend.

This self-destructive nut is my bud Pete.

-Hi. -He's a photographer too.

But unlike me, not even slightly successful.

-What are you doing? -I'm just helping.

Well, translation-- I don't do fashion.

Translation-- broke, no villa in Italy.

But he's got a shiny

brand new blue ribbon.

Are you jealous, Terry?

I mean, Peter's photos are brilliant.

Not just about money.

What is this, pile on Terry day?

I didn't know you were so feisty.

It's cute.

Not model cute, but cute.

Wow, that's gross.

Hi, Petey.

It's Peter, I haven't been Petey since I was 10.

So if your villa is not in Italy, then where is it?

Well, I keep it modest.

Couch in Jasper's apartment with a view... of a wall.

I like your ribbon.

I have some blue yarn that looks just like that.

I could make you a scarf.

I make them for everybody.

It's like I'm a machine.

Some chica, huh?

You gotta cut all this starving artists bullshit

and get you some of these perks.

Don't-- don't leave me hanging, bro.

-Okay. -That's what I'm talking about.

I don't wanna go to Chicago.

But I gotta get there before the vultures attack.

-Vultures? -Yeah.

Hot model like Kim breaks up,

they swoop in with shoulders to cry on.

Ah, vultures, so guys like you.

What about that girl Sara?

Thought she was your girlfriend.

Yeah, well...

sure, sorta.

But Kim...

You're a classy guy, Terry.

Thanks, buddy.

So when do you think you'll be back?

If things work out with me and Kim, I might stay.

I might stay even if things don't work out.

Yeah, wannabes there

freak out over a real photographer.

You wouldn't know anything about that though.

They're very lucky to have you.

You're damn right.

So, uh, maybe I could use the studio while you're gone?

Hell, why not? Knock yourself out.

And some of the equipment?

Don't push your luck.

Jasper, are you gonna do any work?

So, Petey.

Can you do me a favor.

Keep an eye out on Sara for me while I'm gone.

Sure, maybe I'll ask her to do some photos.

Is that okay?

Not a good career move on her part,

but why not?

Just don't fuck anything up.

Have fun.

Sara? Seriously?

You know that's bad news down the line.

Oh, no, no, it's not like that.

She's with Terry.

Plus, I just think we could get some great photos.

Right, right.

I mean, you know Lora's the better bet, right?

Because you guys go great together.

Lora?

Why do you say that?

Well, because she's like totally into you.

I mean, she's always flirting with you, dude.

Just... Peter...

You're crazier than I thought and I always thought you were crazy.

Come on, man, she's putting herself through law school, working for Terry.

That's gotta count for something.

Any woman who can do that

is some kind of woman, bro.

-She's not flirting with me. -That's--

Believe me, I wish she was.

What makes you so sure?

Because I asked her out

and she shot me down.

Oh, for real?

Oh.

So she's even smarter than I thought.

Yeah, thank you.

We look good.

We do not.

Hey, you are gonna absolutely love it.

Best thing you'll ever taste.

-Jorge, hey. -Hey, hola, Peter.

So I think you gotta get at least two tacos.

I'd start with two tacos.

And definitely the corn.

Jorge, what do you think of the scarf?

Excelente.

Excellente, yeah.

Wow, that was really good.

I'm glad you called.

Yeah, it was my duty.

When your boyfriend asked me to check on you, I--

Why does he keep saying that?

Terry is not my boyfriend.

Terry is everybody's boyfriend.

Will you take a picture of me?

Mm-hmm, yeah.

Right.

Ready?

[camera licks

Oh, wow, that's really good.

You're really talented.

Posting.

Can you believe I have over a million Instagram followers already?

Yes, yes I can.

It's crazy.

But you know, I really like it here.

So normal.

I get so tired of all those fancy parties.

Yeah, you must be tired of being adored

and worshipped all the time, right?

Well, it is a lot of work.

But you don't really get paid for it.

You get lots of free stuff and promo,

but, I mean, I guess it's not all that bad.

But look who's talking.

I bet you're the center of attention

every time you have a big exhibit.

I mean, I've had a couple photos in a group exhibit.

So... no.

But soon.

You're gonna be famous someday.

I know it.

We should do a real photo session sometime.

Yeah, I-- I was thinking the same thing.

Yeah, we could make magic.

I could be your muse.

Petey, Terry is not my boyfriend.

Really?

I started drinking more.

Which was even worse than the drugs.

Well, what happened to your friends?

The other models, the photographers.

You were wrong about the whole turning 30 thing.

For me, it was 24.

All of a sudden, I wasn't an influencer anymore

and that whole crowd dropped me cold.

It got so bad.

So bad that I thought men were breaking into my apartment

and I ran outside practically naked, screaming,

until the neighbors called the police.

I-- I didn't realize how bad it was.

I still had some Instagram followers,

but that didn't bring in a dime.

So, I started waitressing and one morning...

when I didn't come in...

they found me unconscious.

Bottles all over the place.

And everyone heard that day that I died.

But how could I have not have heard you were alive?

I didn't want any part of that world anymore.

So, I let the rumors stand and I was dead.

When Terry told me I didn't even question it.

How could somebody be so wrong about something like that?

Wishful thinking.

"Hey, bud.

Did you hear? Sara's dead."

That's literally all he said on the voicemail.

Terry.

Enough chit chat.

Will you hurry up already? I'm dying.

No, not again.

This is so fun.

I can't believe I never did this before.

Who are you waving at?

That guy.

I think he wants to race.

-No, wait, no, Sara, he doesn't want to race us. -Yeah, he wants to race us.

No, there's no fucking way he wants to race.

He wanted to race us.

Look, I can't believe you're 20 years old

and you've never learned to drive.

Can you cut me some slack?

-Yeah. -Cool.

-Okay, you ready? -Yeah.

Don't just rev the engine.

I didn't. I forgot to put it in drive.

AH, jeez.

You're making me nervous.

I-- I don't want to drive anymore.

-Wait, no, wait, you're being a spoiled brat, okay? -Quit it.

Look, you think you can just do whatever you want because you're a model?

Can't I?

Well, it's cute at 20.

It's not gonna be cute at 30, trust me.

Oh, you don't think I'm gonna be cute when I'm 30?

No, no, it's not like that.

It's just, at 20 you're practically a senior citizen.

Girls have been doing it since they were 16.

Lucky them. I shouldn't have gone to school.

Why did I go to school When I could have been spending all that time modeling?

What are you-- what are you doing?

-I'll drive now. -Where'd you get that?

Simon gave it to me.

-Ready? -Wait, wait, you're not driving like that.

Are you serious?

You are so-- oh, my God.

You know what? Yeah, I'm not driving.

You're driving.

I'm walking home.

Hey.

Snoring?

Of course.

Having a glass of wine?

Obviously.

Is it-- is it really about the snoring?

Spare me the lecture.

A girl can have a little wine to help her sleep.

I'm-- I'm not worried about the little bit of wine to sleep.

It's the bottle you probably have with dinner.

I have a lot of stress, okay?

I mean, do you have a three year old?

Oh, that's right, no.

You don't.

Or do you have endless problems in your marriage?

Oh, that's right.

You're not married.

Wow.

Oh, God.

I'm-- I'm sorry, Sloan, that was--

that was really uncalled for.

It's just...

we haven't had sex in months.

I feel so alone.

Honey, why do you put up with a man

who's so emotionally unavailable?

I mean, he wasn't like this when we met.

He was gonna conquer the art world.

That's who I fell in love with.

Now, he hasn't touched

his camera in a year.

I heard that.

Yeah, well, who cares?

Lora, you okay?

Ssh, fine, go back to sleep.

Been down this road before.

A little too much vino.

Once Sara started, she-- she couldn't stop.

So I've heard about a thousand times.

Can we just go to sleep?

I was having this really weird dream.

Hmm.

About Sara, she was alive.

Great.

I mean, she was older and calmer.

Like the age that she'd be now if she hadn't died.

She drank a lot, I get it.

Can we just please drop it?

I'm sorry.

Wasn't trying to make this about you.

Hmm.

It really was this...

incredibly realistic dream.

She called me out of the blue and--

Wow, so cool.

Sorry, just felt like talking.

No, go ahead.

I love hearing about your dead ex-girlfriend...

again.

Right.

Look, I'm sorry.

That was mean.

Tell me about your dream.

Doesn't matter.

Let me in.

I can't go on like this.

What do you say?

Wanna help me go to sleep?

I'm really tired.

Come on, live dangerously.

It's been a while.

Wanna put it in?

I hope, um...

I hope you can sleep now.

Oh, I will.

Help, help, someone has broken into my apartment!

Sara, stop, no one's chasing you.

They're chasing me.

Someone is always chasing me.

Help, help, someone has broken into my apartment.

Shh.

Don't wake Lora.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What-- what are you doing?

Come on.

Peter.

Lora, hey.

How are you? How's, uh, school going?

You know, first year done. I got an internship

at a law firm, so no more slaving for Terry.

Halle-fucking-lujah

How about you? How's your amazing photography?

It's great, yeah, I'm doing some stuff I'm really excited about.

Oh, that's great.

Hey, I'm sorry I missed your last exhibit.

I really wanted to go, but I had this massive exam the next day, so...

An exam?

Oh, I-- I didn't realize.

Yeah, but when's your next one?

I'd love to go with you.

Actually, I have one coming up that I'm...

Petey!

-Hey. -Hi.

I just got 12,000 likes on my Instagram post

in two minutes, isn't that crazy?

Um, hi, I'm Sara, nice to meet you.

Yeah, um, I know. We-- we met.

We worked together on the shoot.

Oh! Oh, yeah, that's right,

you were the stylist on the shoot that me

and Petey first met at.

Yeah, um...

I'm gonna go back inside.

My boyfriend is actually waiting.

Yeah, we're both students here,

and we're gonna study for the exam, so I'll catch you later.

Wait, Lora, I--

She's gonna go see her boyfriend.

Come on, let's go make magic.

I like that Lora girl.

She's nice.

Yeah. No, I-- I like her too.

Her boyfriend must be really great.

She seems really in love.

What about you?

Are you in love?

Do you love me?

It's-- it's only been a month.

So what?

You know how you feel.

I love you.

I-- mm-hmm.

Say it.

It's not just something I say.

I'm cautious.

You don't have to be cautious with me.

I would never do anything to hurt you.

I bet Lora's boyfriend tells her that he loves her.

I, um...

love you.

Okay?

I'm glad.

Let's make a baby.

This is gonna be a magical photo.

Yeah.

So, how did it go?

It was great.

I can't believe you'd do this.

Bros before hoes, man.

I'm sorry, Terry, really, but...

you told me you were in love with Kim.

I also told you Sara was my girlfriend.

Kim has nothing to do with this.

I have nothing to do with what?

Nothing. Talking to my agent.

It's private.

Sorry.

Why do you even care?

It sounds like you're staying there with Kim.

That's not the point.

Seems like you want to have your cake and eat it, too.

I like cake.

We're talking about having a kid.

Okay, I honestly didn't know you guys were together.

I should've checked.

Good luck, asshole. You're gonna need to find a real job,

'cause you're gonna go broke keeping that bitch on wine and coke.

Yeah, coming from the guy who force fed me both.

I thought you were alone.

You really are a fucking asshole.

Fuck you, Terry.

I wish I never met you that day. You ruined my life.

Oh, boo-hoo.

You were a nobody. I made you somebody.

Why don't you and your loser boyfriend

go back to being nobodies?

And I can make that happen.

Petey is hardly a nobody.

His photos suck!

Hasn't even sold one since I've known him.

Well, the Toblum Gallery doesn't seem to think that.

Toblum?

The Toblum didn't sign him.

I didn't know how to tell you.

I was ashamed. Fuck you, Terry.

Van Gogh never sold a painting.

It's not just about money.

Right.

And you, bitch.

You're pretty close to your expiration date.

I wonder how long before Van Gogh over here

passes you off to some other guy further down the food chain.

If that's even fucking possible.

Fuck you.

He can't do that.

Can he?

-Can he? -What?

Ruin my career?

-He can't do that? -No, no, no, no, no.

I would never let that happen.

What about you?

You gonna pass me off to someone else?

No.

Because you love me?

-Say it. -Because...

Because...

Because...

Say it.

Because I-- I love you.

I thought you don't say that.

That's not your thing.

What are you doing here?

You look old.

Aren't you supposed to be dead?

I still have a couple years.

Oh, yeah? Well, hurry up.

I'd like to move on with my life.

Go ahead. Who's stopping you?

You!

I hate that photo.

I can't believe it's hanging in our place.

Do you know how much that hurts?

I'm sorry, Petey.

You're just not going anywhere.

I'm getting some really great feedback on my new stuff.

You haven't sold anything in two years.

I'm not getting any younger.

I don't have any more time to waste.

You're only 22.

Practically a senior citizen.

Isn't that what you said?

I gotta go.

Whoops.

I forgot that.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I know it took me too long to get there, but...

I love you.

There she is.

Let me get that for you, baby.

All right.

There you go. You looking beautiful tonight.

Thank you.

Hey! See you in Italy, asshole.

Whoo-hoo!

Sometimes I wonder if I ever really saw you.

If you ever really saw me.

Or if it was just the masks that we were wearing.

Was I just with you 'cause you were a photographer

and I thought I might gain something from it?

No, we loved each other.

We weren't wearing masks.

We smile even when we were hurting.

And we frown even when we're not upset.

We hide how we really feel.

To protect ourselves.

I guess.

I wonder what the world would be like

if we all took off our masks.

Would it be a better place, or...

would it just screw everything up?

Screw everything up.

The raw honesty would be too much.

Not for me.

I wish you would have been wearing a mask the day you dumped me.

The honesty was way too much.

I didn't dump you.

You left me for another guy with no warning.

A guy with a penthouse and a modeling agency, I might add.

I think I would call that dumping.

I'm gonna look up the definition of dumping

and we'll see about that.

You made me hate all the work I'd ever done.

I couldn't even trust anyone.

Did I really?

Because I was supposed to be your muse.

How is a 22-year-old kid not supposed to get caught up in all that glamour?

I tried to warn you.

Guys like Simon, they-- they prey on young girls.

Yeah, I found that out the hard way.

But when I came back to you, you didn't take me back.

So who dumped who? Or is it whom?

That's not exactly what happened.

Can you imagine how different our lives

would have been had you taken me back?

We'd both be dead.

Probably because we would have killed each other.

It's, uh-- it's whom.

This girl comes down the stairs practically naked.

And she's yelling they are trying to rape her.

So I call 911.

The next thing she's running down the street screaming.

Did you see the men?

No, there was no one except her.

They smashed in the door and, um,

then I, uh, ran away.

It's okay. We're here now.

Um, I-- I barely got away, but then, um,

I screamed and then they followed me.

And, um, they followed-- they-- they, um--

um, they didn't-- they didn't follow me this time.

-This time? -Mm-hmm.

Um, I got away this time, but they could-- they could come back.

I, um-- that lady, everybody saw that lady.

She called the police and, um,

I have to call my agent.

My-- my agent, Simon.

He's gonna fix everything.

Um, um, I--

I can't imagine how they fixed the door.

Did you fix the door?

Uh, no, ma'am.

Oh, it's-- it's a mess.

They-- they trashed the place.

Uh, can I get you guys something?

Would you like a glass of water?

-No. No. -No thank you. We're good.

Um, do you smoke?

Would you like a cigarette?

Hey, they said she hasn't been with the agency in over two years.

No one will take her calls.

Um, have you heard from him?

-Uh, not yet. Sorry. -Mm-mmm.

Um, Simon will fix it.

I'm sure he will.

Um, ma'am, mind telling us about this?

I don't know what that is.

You mind if we take a look around?

No, of course. Of, um, yeah.

Uh, you can have a seat. Thank you.

Okay.

The men who broke into my apartment must have left it.

- Uh-huh. - -We'll check on that.

I was just a kid when Terry asked me if I was a model.

And...

next thing you know, I'm testing with him.

I'm shooting with him

and I'm sleeping with him.

And then I'm a model.

A commodity.

I'm sorry. I-- I had no idea.

You said that before.

Maybe you just didn't want to know how bad it was.

That's not fair. I defended you.

Every photographer, manager,

client in town was pawing at me.

Why didn't you say something? Tell your agency.

And risk losing my job?

No.

I had to pretend like I liked it.

Sometimes I wonder what life would have been like

had I not met guys like

Simon and Terry and you.

Don't put me in the same boat as Terry.

Not every guy is like that.

Says every guy.

You know, I wonder what life would have been like

had I just met some nice kid and had kids of my own.

Maybe then I wouldn't have had to die so young.

But you didn't die.

All that time that was stolen from me is dead.

And I want it back.

You're here.

Sara, I don't know about this.

Peter, no. Don't go.

Say cheese.

Peter, oh, my God.

What are you doing here?

I'm working the event.

Oh. Oh, of course.

With your famous Irving Penn Nikon.

Right. Well, actually, I just take snaps

at the events I work, make a little extra cash

while I do my real job.

Your real job?

I'm one of the bartenders.

Oh, wow. Okay.

But I'm still a photographer of the struggling variety.

But that's what we do while we struggle.

We, uh, tend bar, wait tables. It's very romantic.

Mmm.

Well, I'm glad you haven't stopped working.

I always loved your work.

I thought your pictures captured people's souls.

You were always too kind.

Well, I wouldn't have told you that back then.

I mean, I was very insecure

and you were very intimidating.

Me? Intimidating?

Yeah. With that cute smile and that beautiful Nikon.

God, I had such a huge crush on you.

I had no idea.

Well, if you hadn't been so dense.

Well, if you hadn't had a boyfriend.

Boyfriend?

Yeah. When I ran into you,

you were on the way to meet him.

Oh, God.

Um, that's embarrassing.

Uh, I just said that

because you were with Sara.

God, I was so jealous.

Oh, I was totally into you,

but I thought you weren't interested.

I flirted like crazy.

Maybe you weren't that good at flirting.

Mmm, I guess I have to work on my technique.

A little sketchy.

Better?

Uh...

Do I have to make my intentions more clear?

You did say that I was dense.

Oh, wow.

Morning.

Good morning, to you too.

-Oh. -Oh, I know, right?

You must think I'm a total slut.

I hope you don't think I do this all the time.

No, no, I hope you don't think I do this all the time.

No. Not at all.

Oh, God. I hope you weren't taking

a photo of me while I was sleeping.

I look awful.

No, you look--

you look wonderful.

Irving Penn, forgive me...

but I think you need a new camera.

Preferably one with a screen on it

so I can check out what you shot and then delete it.

God, I can't wait to see all the photos

you've taken since I last saw you.

Uh, I kind of feel guilty about that.

I kind of implied-- well, actually, I said

that I was still doing photography, but...

I'm not.

What? Why not?

I just, you know, lost the urge,

lost my mojo or whatever.

Oh, bullshit. You don't just lose the urge.

You're one of the most talented photographers I know.

I think a lot of people would disagree with that.

Like who? Terry?

I've been doing photography since I was 14.

I even got a degree in it, but...

how much rejection can you take before you realize that...

you're just not good enough?

Peter, to make it

you have to have two things.

Talent and perseverance.

With a lot of talent and no perseverance,

you're not going anywhere.

But with perseverance and a little talent

you're gonna make it to the top.

How do you think I made it through law school?

You've got so much talent.

We just have to work on your perseverance.

You can't give up. I won't let you.

Now, time to get your mojo back.

I'll give you some of my perseverance.

I'll be your muse.

I can't believe it took us this long to get together.

Things could have been so... different.

You really do look wonderful.

Thanks.

She's great.

It's wonderful for you, man.

Sorry for her, though.

And she's even cooler than she was in her 20s.

And she's a lawyer, not a model.

It's about time you guys linked up.

Plus, you never know when I might get arrested.

Or more likely when you get arrested.

I just hope that you remember who tried

to hook you guys up in the first place.

You were right.

Yeah, man, if there's something still there, I'm all for it.

Especially 'cause you've been alone too long since Sara...

Still feel sorry for Lora, though.

Has she any friends or...

I can't believe it took you this long to ask.

Me, too.

I felt I should do the like good friend thing before I asked.

This is you being a good friend?

-I'm trying. -It's not bad.

-Okay, ready? -No, no, don't.

You know how much I hate getting my pictures taken.

Well, then you shouldn't have bought your boyfriend an incredible new camera.

Is that what you are?

My boyfriend?

I hope so.

Come on, you look great.

Yes, there she is.

I better not see those in your next exhibit.

But that is a risk you take when you date an artiste.

-Let me see. -Here.

Yeah?

-Delete. -Really?

What can I say? I'm a lawyer, not a model.

Yeah, but I thought you nerds liked to let your hair down.

Bad hair day.

That's not true.

I am so excited.

You're gonna love your surprise.

This is the best food in LA.

-Hola, jeffe. -¿Qué pas, Lora?

Can I have two carne asada tacos?

And do you have cactus today?

-Yes. -Oh, I love cactus.

Do you like cactus? It's so good.

Um, whatever you're having.

Uh, chicken? Do you like chicken?

-Mm-hmm. -Can we have also two chicken?

I'm so sorry. I had no idea.

How could you?

I can't believe this is an exact place

where you had your first date.

If I'd known, I would have never brought you here.

It's okay. It's been a long time.

How long has it been since she passed?

Two years.

That's not long at all.

It had been two years since we hadn't

been together, so...

Did I ever show you this?

Sorry, the screen's cracked.

She was beautiful.

God, I only met her once, but I thought she was nice.

I used to get a kick when I'd see her in magazines.

She worked like crazy for a minute.

Editorials mostly, so no money, but lots of exposure.

I took that photo.

Tells me so much about her.

Captures her soul.

I'd like to take a photo of you.

Capture your soul.

Mmm, I can't compete with that.

It's not a competition, and yes, you can.

That poor girl.

Trapped in that world of drugs and alcohol.

I hope she finally found her peace.

Me, too.

You remember?

I, uh...

thought you'd get a kick out of this.

We made this after our first kiss.

Sara, I-- I can't. I--

I'm married. That's--

that's not why I'm here.

Come, I made tea.

- Dude. - Oh!

Dude, here she is.

Lora!

-So great to see you. -Hello.

Wow. Gotta say, it is weird

that you're dating a guy who refers to another grown man as dude.

Mm, point taken.

Yeah, I reserve dude for the troglodytes of this world.

-Oh, hey, dude. -Oh, hi.

Same old Jasper.

It's like nothing's changed.

Look at us in the same old studio again.

When Peter told me that you were still working with Terry,

I couldn't believe it.

Yeah, it's actually pretty okay.

Guy's real mellow nowadays.

- Really? - No.

But it's nice to see you guys together, man.

Yeah, he told me that you always thought we'd be a great couple.

Ah, well, I meant it. Look at you guys, man.

I should have listened to you earlier.

Much earlier.

Mm-hmm. You should always listen to me.

Everyone should always listen to me.

But he definitely didn't say that you asked

if I have any friends.

Yeah.

Well, thank goodness he didn't do that.

Mm-hmm.

But in answer to that question

that you definitely didn't ask,

here's my best friend, Sloane.

Uh...

Hi. I'm-- I'm Jasper.

Hi, Jasper.

-Hi. -Nice to--

-Got a firm handshake. -That was-- yeah, that was weird.

This is...

Hey, Peter, real quick. Just, um,

you have the best girlfriend ever.

And you don't deserve this woman.

You really don't.

Um, do you-- do you want to see my equipment?

-The-- like the studio? -Your equipment?

-The studio equipment. -Yeah, let's check out that equipment.

Yeah, let's do that.

-Really? Really? -Yeah.

Yeah, let's go.

But I don't-- don't understand why--

why we shouldn't.

Because we haven't been together in two years.

We can't just get married.

But you said that you loved me.

No, no, I-- I did.

So were you lying?

I did. I do. I just--

Our time is over, okay?

Fuck you.

I might not be a model anymore,

but you're still a loser who can't sell a fucking picture.

You've said that before.

Get the fuck out of my apartment.

Get out of my apartment!

Get out!

I've been dumped by a lot better than you.

You still love my pictures.

At least that's what you said.

Yeah, well, we all say a lot of things, don't we?

-Please. -No, don't.

-I know this seems like a good idea now... -Please.

-...or tomorrow to see how long-- -Please, you have to marry me.

-Stop! Just stop! -Please. Please.

- You're gonna see tomorrow that it's--

-Fuck. -Please don't go.

-Please don't go! -Don't do this!

-Please, stop. -Please don't go. Please.

I can't do that. I can't do this.

That was two weeks before she died.

I was so scared at how wrecked she'd become.

I ran for the hills.

Well, that's understandable.

When she died, I just felt so...

guilty.

What if I had married her?

Do you think she'd still be alive?

You can't do that to yourself.

She'd sunk so deep, you couldn't have saved her.

You would've just ended up drowning yourself.

Hey, man. Um...

-You look great. -So do you.

Yeah, I know. We clean up nice as fuck.

Um... you okay?

-Yeah, I'm ready. -All right.

This isn't too soon.

No, absolutely not.

Okay. I mean, it's only been a few months.

You can still get married in a year.

No, no way. Look...

I only wish it had been six years ago.

Maybe-- maybe Sara would be alive.

Whoa. Um...

that's a stretch.

And you don't care that she doesn't want kids?

No, she just-- she wants me to get back to work.

She's-- she's perfect.

Okay, man. If it's the right thing, I'm all for it.

Oh, and, uh, don't forget.

Me and Lora was totally your idea.

And just because you hooked up with her friend Sloane,

now you get to have doubts?

Yeah, that's how it works. Congrats, buddy.

All right.

Dearly beloved friends and family,

we are gathered today

to celebrate the lifelong

union of Lora and Peter.

We celebrate the separate journeys

that made them come together,

and we send them forward

with good luck on this new journey

that they are going to embark on as partners.

You have to be ready from this point on

to no longer make any decisions individually...

but to think of your partner.

Are you both ready to do this?

No.

Sorry, I was just joking.

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

Would you excuse me for one second. I know.

Are you gonna run out already? What--

- Oh, that's Peter. - The bathroom is that way.

Always running out.

That's huge.

Wow. This looks like at least two dollars.

Sara?

No. Emma.

You okay, Peter?

What are you doing, man? She's dead.

-You saw her, too? -Who?

The person you just said, Sara.

I'm talking about your wife, Lora.

She's dead tired and she wants you to meet her in the room

for a little bit of rest.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Mm.

Oh, for God's sake.

Hello?

No. Hold on.

It's for you.

Hello?

I told you to stop calling.

No, because there's nothing to talk about.

All right. Okay.

Just for a minute.

What? What was that?

It was Terry.

He wants to come over and talk and I told him no.

But...

he insisted.

Uh, weird. When's he coming?

Shit.

Do you mind?

I'm out of here.

I can't believe this, Peter.

On my wedding night?

Excuse me.

What is he doing here? Get out.

I'm not going anywhere.

I need to talk to her alone.

You're scaring her.

You're the one who should be fucking scared.

No! No! Stop it!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Anything you want to say to me, you can say in front of Petey.

Hey, this is the biggest mistake of your life.

You can kiss your career goodbye.

Stupid fucking whore.

I could've taken him.

-Are you okay? -Yeah.

-I'm fine. -Oh, my God.

Oh, your shirt is ripped.

It's just a shirt.

Maybe I could knit you a new one.

-I almost stabbed him. -Yeah.

Almost.

I still feel bad how that all went down.

Me, too.

Sara was troubled. We both loved her.

At least now she's in a far better place.

I hope--

I hope she found the peace she was looking for.

Bygones, my friend.

Bygones.

Gonna leave me hanging?

That's what I'm talking about, right?

Okay, so let's talk about this deal.

Yeah, I mean, that's why we're here.

Things have been really good for me.

All these foreign fashion mags, they pay in cash.

So I'm lousy with this stuff.

And it couldn't have happened to a nicer guy.

Except maybe me.

Okay, all right, I get it? I get it, Petey.

Look.

Petey...

Lora was right.

I was jealous of you.

You might have always been broke.

But you were doing what you loved.

I was just out here making a shitload of cash and banging chicks.

So I want to pay it forward.

You know? Honor all this great artwork you made for free.

Which ain't right.

Beautiful. Just beautiful.

I always loved this one.

So here's the deal.

My accountant keeps telling me I need to convert all this cash...

to more convenient vehicles.

IRS, you know what I'm saying?

What do you mean?

Come on, show you something.

Yeah.

So this is how we do it,

and I want you in on it.

Five thousand dollar bills.

Make them like hotcakes right here.

I defy you to tell the difference.

Jasper, give me a stack.

Five thousand dollar bills?

I didn't even know they existed.

Where've you been?

Wait, what does this have to do with photography?

What do you do with them?

Spend them, of course.

Where in the world can I spend a five thousand dollar bill?

Anywhere.

Buy a hamburger, pay with one of these babies,

and they give you change.

The change is always legit.

Change for a five thousand dollar bill?

What kind of hamburger joint can do that?

Never had a problem.

Here, take another stack.

That's like 200 G's.

Look, I'm buying your shitty artwork.

-Get it? -What the fuck?

Rub this all over your wounded ego.

I don't want your money.

Okay, I just want to do my work.

I just want to do my fucking work.

Take the money.

Buy yourself a new camera.

Maybe one from the 21st century.

Fuck you. I don't want your money.

Tell your boy to fucking take it.

No.

Come here, Petey boy.

No.

Don't let that bastard get away.

You have both come together on separate journeys,

but from this point forward...

Get him.

Hey, sorry about that back there.

I had to make him think I was on his side.

I'm too old for this shit.

Slow down.

Lora?

Peter, help me.

I don't know you.

-Peter, help me. -Sara?

We love each other.

Get him!

Hey!

Nowhere to run now, Petey boy.

I forgot one thing.

I can fly.

What the hell?

Code blue. Code blue. - Hey.

Clear!

Sorry, ma'am, you can't be here.

I'm sorry. You have to wait outside.

Clear.

Crash and burn, asshole.

I'm fucking losing it, Lora.

I-- I can't breathe. I-- I can't work.

I can't forgive myself.

What happened to Sara was not your fault.

What if you're wrong? Would you leave me then?

I can't do this again.

I won't keep waiting for you to let go of the past.

Don't give up on us, Lora.

Peter!

Peter!

He's alive.

Do you have a picture?

Of course.

Sorry about my phone.

I don't know how it cracked.

Smart as a whip.

He looks just like you.

Speaks three languages and he just finished writing his first novel.

Wow.

So advanced.

He also paints.

Large-scale figurative mostly.

You sound like a proud father.

At first, Lora didn't want kids, but...

she changed her mind.

Do you still think about me?

I know that you do.

We love each other.

Not like that.

I think so.

I think about everything that happened

between us all the time.

It's-- it's not fair to Lora.

It makes us fight.

We see a therapist.

Petey, we could still be together.

We could pick up right where we left off.

Bobby could be our son.

The child we always wanted.

I could be his mother.

He never really says he loves me.

Sometimes he says the words,

but it's like he's not even there.

-Is this true, Peter? -It's not really my thing.

Not something I say.

I heard him say it to his ex-girlfriend.

I was there.

You weren't even supposed to be there.

I'm not even sure how you were.

I said you capture people's souls.

But where is yours?

I need to find you, to love you, to be loved.

I--

I feel like I've lost my ability to love.

Like I'm... dead inside.

What are you afraid of, Peter?

Um, I don't know.

Yes, you do.

Come on. Say it.

I guess I'm afraid of...

letting myself go and it'll all be over and...

she'll leave me.

So if you don't put

your whole heart into it,

then your heart can't be broken again.

Is that it, Peter?

Peter, there are no guarantees in life

and love.

We all have to take risks.

I don't know if I'm...

strong enough to take that risk again.

Maybe-- maybe I don't deserve your love.

Of course you do.

What if I've done something that you could never forgive?

Would you stop saying that?

I'm afraid that's our time.

Our time? Our fucking time?

You don't give a shit.

Peter!

It's really the best we can hope for right now.

No change is better than a change for the worse.

We just need to be patient.

Many people come out of comas of this length.

Thank you, Dr. Sloan.

You and your whole staff have been amazing.

But all things considered...

do you have children?

You might want to think about--

Yeah, no. We don't have any children.

Peter always wanted to so badly, but I always said no.

I can't-- I can't believe that it might be too late now.

Even though she was dead, every time we made love,

I couldn't feel her right there with us.

So I started drinking like her.

I just didn't know what else to do.

How do you fight for your man against a dead woman?

It's not a fair fight.

No, no. Don't give up on us, Lora.

I don't want to drive anymore.

Lora. Lora.

Oh, my God. Peter.

You're so beautiful.

Like-- like an angel.

My wife.

Where am I?

Uh, do you remember anything?

I was in an accident.

-Talking on the phone. -Yes.

How long has it been?

Three weeks.

God, I've been so worried.

You've been in a coma this whole time.

I was having the strangest dream.

You were there.

Jasper was there.

Sloane was there.

Sloane?

Sloane, Sloane, Sloane.

You're best friend, Sloane.

I-- I don't have a friend named Sloane.

But maybe you mean Dr. Sloane. She's been here every day.

It was so real.

Sara was there, too.

God, I'm so sorry, Peter.

I can't help but feel like this was all my fault.

Your fault?

We were arguing when this happened,

and I said some really harsh

things that I didn't mean to.

It wasn't your fault.

I'm the one who should be sorry. You were--

you were right.

Sara has been standing in the way of us.

And I want to change that.

-Peter. -I was a fool.

Okay, if you say so.

Hey, Peter, I've been thinking.

I want to have a baby.

Do you still want to?

Yes.

Will you mind your own business?

Stop!

You're not wanted here. He's coming with me.

Petey, we can be together forever.

Isn't that what you wanted?

No, we're having a baby.

Sara, I-- I love you

and I know you loved me, but...

I want to live.

You're on and on and on about love.

You don't get it, do you?

It's the same mask.

Do I have to show you?

Do you get it now?

I don't love you.

I hate you.

You're the reason I died.

What?

You thought that I wanted you to die

so we could be together forever.

I want you to suffer the way that you made me suffer.

I don't blame you for hating me, but...

I shouldn't have left you there.

I was-- I was scared, okay?

He couldn't have saved you.

You would have dragged him down with you.

So that's your story?

You were scared?

Let's see your real face.

We haven't been together for two years.

We-- we can't just get married.

But you said that you loved me.

-Were you lying? -No.

No, I-- I didn't.

I do. It's just--

It was-- it was the past.

You know what? Fuck you!

I might be an ex-model,

but you're just a loser who can't sell a fucking picture.

You said that.

Get out of my fucking apartment!

-Get out! -Okay. Okay.

I've been dumped by a lot better than you.

You used to love my pictures.

You-- you said-- you said that.

We all say a lot of things.

Don't do this.

Look, I know it seems like a good idea now,

but tomorrow, you're gonna see how wrong it is.

Why won't you fucking marry me?

Sara, I can't do this.

Get the fuck out of my apartment.

Please, why won't you marry me?

Why won't you marry me?

I'm sorry, Sara.

I gotta go.

There he is.

I knew you might die, but I left anyway.

I told everyone it was because I was scared.

I left you there on purpose.

I knew exactly what I was doing.

The honesty is blinding.

I told you I'd done something you could never forgive.

I'm not the one who needs to forgive you.

You need to forgive yourself.

I can't do that.

You're not gonna be able to love somebody else until you do.

Petey, she's right.

It wasn't your fault.

There was nothing you could do to save me from myself.

I should've tried.

That's-- that's the point, right?

Sara, you were...

the most exciting,

wild person I'd ever met,

and... I loved you.

That was the past

and-- and Lora is my present.

And I've hurt her

just as much as I've hurt you.

All I want to do is spend the rest of my life

making up for all the bad things that I've done.

I know I would never bring you the peace you deserve.

So...

I won't run away this time.

I'm coming with you.

Peter, no.

Unresponsive.

No pulse.

Clear.

Don't be afraid.

Nothing.

Peter! Peter!

Clear.

Poor bastard.

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

It's time to forgive yourself, Peter.

It's time to let me go.

Hang in there, pal.

-It'll be all right. -Sir, stay with us.

-Lora, Lora. -Sir.

-Lora! -Who's Lora?

Was there someone in the car with you?

Oh, no, no.

No, Lora-- Lora's my wife.

I need to tell her, Lora.

It's okay, sir.

I need to tell her how much--

I need to tell her how much I love her.

Sir, we'll find Lora.

Sir, calm down.

Calm down. We'll find Lora.

Lora.

Do I look cute?

Are you sure this is okay?

I know you hate having your photo taken.

Where'd you get that idea?

After the trial's over, we nerds love to let our hair down.

I love you.