All language subtitles for Big Little Lies se1 e6

Amabella, did somebody bite you?

Unfortunately, Amabella
won't say who's involved.

However, her mother is convinced
that Ziggy is responsible.

I can't even understand your proposal.

You and me and Bonnie and Ed
have dinner together?

I think it'll be up to
you and me to keep things civil.

- He hurts you.
- I've thought of leaving him many times.

We should come up with a plan
for the next time he hits you.

I know you have feelings for me.

- Is Joseph alright?
- He's stable.

His family's with him now.

- Madeline.
- Hi, Tori.

I just stopped by to see
if Joseph was okay.

Glad to see you're feeling better.

I've put something stupid into motion.

You know I told you about Jane's past?

Well, I think I've found her assaulter.

If I heard his voice, I could
still remember his voice.

I can also still remember
that disgusting smell.

He's right. This is very odd.

My goodness.

- Good one, Ziggy.
- That was... whoa.

Yeah. Get out.

- Go, honey, go, go, go.
- Bring it on, sister.

- Yes!
- My gosh. Karate star.

What?

I should've never Googled
him or stirred you up like that.

This is my problem in life...
I can never let dead dogs lie.

Well, but that's the
problem. He's not dead.

For all we know, he's out there
right now assaulting women.

Can I ask you, when you went
on this little road trip,

did you... did you take your gun?

- No.
- You don't sound sure.

I didn't take my gun.

And had this Saxon Baker been the guy,

what would you have done?

Were there others?

Other Saxons in your Internet search?

Listen, you moved to Monterey
to start over, to build a future.

I suggest you focus
on that, not the past.

You're gonna kill me.

I have to go to Phoenix
tomorrow morning.

I'll be back Thursday night.

But it's the play,
and it's opening night.

Well, I'll... I'll
see it when I get back.

It's opening night.

Madeline's gonna be so disappointed.

It's a whole big thing.

I don't want you going
to the premiere either.

What?

Come to Phoenix with me.

- Baby...
- I know "Come to Phoenix with me"

isn't the most romantic
thing you've ever heard.

But we can... we can sneak
off to Sedona for a night.

No, I can't do that.

- Why?
- Because she will never speak to me again.

- It's a big thing for her.
- Madeline is beginning to piss me off.

How often do we get a chance to
sneak away, just the two of us?

Look what you're doing.

- Look at it.
- What? What?

You're the one who suddenly has to leave

and I am the one who disappoints.

I'm just trying to be romantic.

Just a little bit romantic here.

Mom?

I don't want to.

Divorced people are not
supposed to be friends,

supposed to be civil, or
have dinner together, or...

You know, it's okay for
things to be ugly sometimes.

That's, like, life.

Got it.

Life can be ugly.

I'll make a note of that. Thank you.

What you doing?

Just puttering around
in the garden, honey.

Trying to help things grow and evolve.

Hey, what have
you been doing all day

behind your closed
door there, locked away?

- Working on your secret project?
- Yeah.

Well, it won't be a
secret for much longer.

My official unveiling is on Wednesday.

Wow!

You've been working really hard on this.

Well, colleges look for
passion projects now, you know.

It's not just about, like, your
GPA and being captain of volleyball.

- Finally.
- Yeah.

I wanted to say thank you for
having the dinner on Tuesday.

I know you and Mom
don't really get along

or, you know, necessarily want to,

but the idea that we can all be
together sometimes like we used to...

is kind of cool.

- Night.
- Good night, sweetie.

Don't. Just cut.

I feel like I just opened
up a giant can of violent worms.

- So, how did you leave it with her?
- Well, I tried to diffuse her.

Imagine me playing the role of diffuser.

I should just stay out
of other people's lives.

I'll talk to her.

- What could you possibly say?
- Excuse me?

Well, I mean, she can
hardly relate to my life.

What on earth is she gonna
do to identify with yours,

which is just a tick north of perfect?

My life isn't perfect, Madeline.

Bad things have happened to me.

I do understand the concept.

I'm sorry. I offended you.

I can hear it in your voice.
Just tell me to go fuck myself.

No, I'm not gonna do that.

I just don't think
she's a dangerous person.

Really? I'm starting to
get a little bit worried.

I'm gonna have to call you back.

Is Perry there?

Hello?

- Hello?
- I'm just gonna have to call you back,

- all right?
- Okay. Night, honey.

Okay.

Tell me, baby, what bad
things have happened to you.

All right, put it
away, babe. We're pulling up.

Wait, my favorite part.

Ziggy, you can watch it
when you get home from school.

- Put it away.
- Here it is.

- Hey.
- Hi. Can you come see me?

Yeah.

There is, evidently,
a petition circulating,

calling for Ziggy's suspension.

His suspension?

I am furious about it, as is Mr. Nippal,

and we will get it stopped.

But in the meantime...

Are people actually signing this?

Yeah, it seems so.

He's six!

We don't even know that he's the bully!

I know. I just found
out about it myself.

And we will absolutely handle it.

Ziggy will of course not be suspended.

I'm not ashamed to
say I started the petition.

The school was doing nothing.

That Harper was so far up Renata's ass,

she could've chewed her food for her.

- I signed the petition.
- I signed it.

- I accidentally signed it.
- The school was not doing nothing.

The petition
we will get squashed.

I am more concerned...

some of the children
have been instructed

not to play with Ziggy.

- Are you behind this petition?
- Excuse me?

- I asked you a fucking question.
- Hey, whoa, whoa.

- Calm down.
- Don't fucking threaten me.

- Was it you?
- What are you gonna do?

Choke me?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey!
- Excuse me!

- Don't you...!
- Stop, stop!

- My God, my eye!
- What the hell is wrong with you?!

If they had any sense,
they would've canceled.

Trivia Night right then and there.

I had actually planned
on skipping Trivia Night

until the eye gouging.

I should've taken that job in Reykjavik.

I'm gonna sue you!

Is her eye okay?

Apparently.

She'll be fine.

I need to get out of this
town as soon as possible.

Hold on a second.

Ziggy is very well-liked.

Chloe says he's popular.

Even Amabella plays with him.

This is about the parents,

and I'm not gonna have you
bulldozed out of Monterey.

- Neither will I, for what it's worth.
- Exactly.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Thanks.

A lot of parents are probably
applauding you right now.

There's more than one person in this
town that wants to deck Renata Klein,

yours truly included.

I actually think this is a good thing.

It's high time that people know they
shouldn't fuck with Jane Chapman.

And they're not gonna
mess with your kid either.

I had my gun.

What?

I had my gun in my purse

when I went to San Luis Obispo.

I don't think I would've
shot him, but I had it.

Okay.

Well, I'm not gonna lie.

That gives me pause.

Yeah, it gives me pause, too.

Like, I think I'm going insane.

Like, I still hope

that whoever he is is a nice guy.

That, like, maybe that night
was just a bad misunderstanding,

or a night gone wrong,
or he had a bad day,

or his parents got in a car crash.

I, like, make up these crazy excuses

because I'm so desperate to believe that
Ziggy's father is actually a good person.

Well, he's been very, um...

affectionate.

Very clingy.

Which usually means
he's feeling insecure.

Or, um...

Or what?

Or it means I have the power.

Sometimes he has it,
sometimes I have it.

It's like a seesaw.

When do you get the power?

After he hits you?

Yeah. When he hurts me,
I get the upper hand.

The more he hurts me, the higher I go,

the longer I stay, until...

He's been, um...

very loving...

the last few days.

But at some point, he
gets the power back.

Usually when...

when my bruises fade and...

and he doesn't feel as guilty,

he feels insecure.

And then it all happens again.

Where is he now?

He's in Phoenix. He left this morning.

When are you gonna leave him, Celeste?

When he hurts you badly enough?

When... he hurts the children?

- He will never hurt the children...
- You need to rent an apartment.

Locally,

if you don't want to
disrupt the boys' school.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

We're getting way
ahead of ourselves here.

No, I don't think so.

Stock the refrigerator.

Make sure the utilities are paid for.

Have the beds set up for the kids.

Get it all ready so
we can at least remove.

"Where on God's earth would
I go?" from the equation.

You'll have a place,

a mindset, another life standing by

should you need it.

Which...

we both know you will.

I don't think a therapist
should be this, um...

I don't think you should
be behaving like this.

I'll get you the number of the Better
Business Bureau and you can report me.

In the meantime, start
documenting the abuse.

Write everything down.

Photograph your injuries.
Keep doctor reports.

That could be important
in a custody battle.

And men like your husband
typically do go for custody.

He has the resources,
the money, the contacts.

Most importantly...

he has the ego to see this through.

I don't understand why you're
being such an alarmist right now...

Because I'm alarmed.

Have you told anybody
else about the abuse?

No.

- Why not?
- I don't know.

If you were to guess.

Perhaps my self-worth

is made up of how other people see me.

I'm sorry. I... I'm just amazed

by patients who can harbor
such profound self-awareness

underneath the hard shell of denial.

Find a friend to confide in.

Do it today.

Because?

Because if there is a custody battle,

you know what Perry's
lawyer will be asking...

"Did you ever tell anybody, Mrs. Wright?"

Really? You told nobody at all?

Is that because it
never really happened?

And you're just making
all this up to win custody?

In fact, you've repeatedly maintained

what a wonderful husband
and father Perry is.

Haven't you, Mrs. Wright?

Nobody's ever witnessed
this alleged abuse, ever.

Isn't that true, Mrs. Wright?

We only have your word.
You said he was wonderful.

Now you say he's a monster.

"Were you lying then
or are you lying now?"

You're a lawyer.

You know how important
it is to have a witness.

- Hello.
- Hey. Juliette, right?

- What do you want?
- Do you want...

I... I just wanted to
say that I'm so sorry.

I completely lost control
and I stepped out of line,

and I should have never
shoved you like that.

There's no excuses and I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

The truth is is I finally realized

that I've been feeling exactly
what you must be feeling.

There's nothing worse than your
child being victimized, right?

So, I understand and
completely empathize

with what you're going through.

I am as sure as any parent
can be that Ziggy is innocent.

I took him to a child
psychologist and she examined him

and tested him and said that
he was a gentle young boy

who's completely incapable of
doing what he's been accused of.

Renata, I am at my wit's end.

I don't know what to do anymore.

Does Amabella still say
that he's hurting her?

No. She...

says he's a sweet boy.

And orientation?

Well, she hasn't taken
back the accusation, but...

she refuses to talk to
us about anything further.

You think you're at your wit's end.

My daughter is the one getting hurt

and I can't stop it.

I'm so sorry.

Me, too.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Yeah, my baby lost another baby tooth.

- I put it under my pillow.
- Good.

There is no tooth fairy,
idiot. It's Mom and Dad.

- Would you please get me a tissue?
- Is it bleeding?

No, not a lot.

- Are there any bad teenagers in here?
- Dad!

- What are you doing here?
- Hey, boys.

Don't we have a premiere
to attend tonight?

You made it back for the play?

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

You did that for me?

Yeah. Of course.

Thank you.

Wow! Kazowie!

Did you say "kazowie"?

- I did. You look fantastic.
- Thank you, honey.

- What, you got a big date or something?
- As a matter of fact, I do.

A very big date.

- Congrats on your opening night.
- Aw.

Thank you, honey.

I don't really have anything
to do with it anymore.

You have a huge amount to do with it.

It wouldn't even be happening
but for you. Are you kidding?

- Let's go.
- Okay.

How do I look?

- You look nice.
- Thank you.

Remember, you're not
allowed to sing that one.

- Okay.
- You can play it, but you can't sing it.

- Why can't I go to the play?
- It's not really for kids.

- I like puppets.
- I know you do.

Is it because the puppets have sex?

- Who told you that?
- Chloe.

She said the boy puppet puts
his penis in the girl puppet.

Chloe said that?

Yeah, it's icky.

Sometimes...

magic comes from icky, Ziggy.

- Hey.
- That's a longer conversation, though.

- Hi.
- How's my little champion?

- Awesome.
- Yeah?

- You learn some more chords this week?
- Yeah.

Yeah, you always do.

- Hi!
- Thank you so much.

- No problem.
- I won't be gone too long.

Give me a kiss.

You look amazing.

Thank you.

Beautiful dress.

We're gonna be late.

Stop.

Don't do that.

- What, this?
- Yeah.

I thought you liked when I did that.

- Just, come on.
- What?

- Get ready.
- We can be a little late.

No, we can't.

Well, I'm just very excited to see you.

To be home with my beautiful wife.

Yeah, I can feel that.

Yeah, you can feel that?

God, that's quite a trick.

It is quite a trick.

Come on, baby, please get
ready. We've got to go.

- Calm down, I just want...
- Please, this is important.

- We've got to go.
- What... hey, what is this?

- Really, stop it.
- What's wrong?

What did you do, take
a pill or something?

No, of course I didn't take a pill.

You're actually capable of arousing
me without medication, Celeste.

- You're being ridiculous.
- I...

Is this being ridiculous? What?

Aah!

Shit.

My God. Baby? Baby?

She must have lost her sitter.

So good.

- Okay, I'll see you tomorrow.
- Yes.

- Congratulations.
- Stu. Thanks for coming.

- Hey, congrats.
- Hey, guys. How's it going?

- Maddie, congratulations.
- Thank you.

- Amazing.
- That is a good idea.

- I'm gonna get us some drinks.
- Okay.

That was really great.

- I'm not a huge fan of Muppets, but...
- Right.

- Um, where'd Abby go?
- She rushed out.

She told me to tell you she loved it.

What's she rushing out to do?

- It's the whole project, secret project.
- Project.

Seems to be all-consuming.

Well, I'm gonna join Ed.

- Yeah, of course.
- Thank you for coming.

- Yeah. It was amazing.
- Yeah.

- I'm gonna call Celeste.
- Yeah, just let me know.

- Madeline.
- Hi, Tori. Hello.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

And to you, too. Joseph was great.

And I feel like it went really well.

- Was it you?
- I'm sorry?

Are you the woman
Joseph is in love with?

I... I don't know what
you're talking about.

I know he had an affair a year ago.

I can tell when he lies.

- Okay...
- He also...

told me he was over her.

Which...

I can tell when he lies.

Was it you?

I'm happily married.

I'm just friends with Joseph.

I would never do that.

What were you doing in his car?

You're kind of quiet.

I'm just...

reflecting on all of it.

Big night. You'd think you'd be
bubbling over a bit with pride.

- You should be.
- Thanks, honey.

I don't know, for some reason

I'm just thinking about this
dinner with Bonnie and Nathan.

I'm just kind of dreading it.

- It'll be fine.
- Yeah.

Finally.

She better have a good reason.

Where were you?

What?

- A broken urethra.
- I know!

- Can you even imagine?
- Wow.

Chloe, it's time to go to bed, honey.

- Give me 10!
- No, time for bed right now.

Chloe, now.

Seven, final offer.

I said now.

- Good night, sweetie.
- Good night.

- Mwah.
- Love you.

Love you, too.

- Night, honeycake.
- Love you.

I love you, too.

So, it... it happened during...

I mean, talk about wild sex.

Can you imagine being in the hospital?

I mean, how embarrassing!

I just can't imagine
the passion it would take

to shatter a urethra in two places.

You sound a little envious.

Do you want me to smash yours?

Well, not smash, but, you know.

Yeah, we never have wild sex.

I mean, we have nice sex.

I like it, but, you know,

it usually times out
between four and six minutes,

and neither of us are in any
remote danger of physical injury.

- Well, that's just kind of mean, Ed.
- Sorry.

I mean, maybe I am envious, you know?

I mean, what, Perry walks
through the door and, whoosh!

I wish we had that kind of desire.

Well, by "we" you mean me.

Okay, you're a fiery person.

Which makes your tepidness for me

just more conspicuous.

I don't mean to punish you...

Well, I mean, it feels like you are.

I tell myself all the time,
like, married people, you know,

after a while they reach this...

sexual plateau, and that's the norm.

Then I hear about
other couples, you know,

breaking urethras, and...

Well, it's hardly like you're
some sort of raging bull, Ed.

The only time you touch me is when you're
reaching across me to get the Visine for...

That's because you
don't want it, Madeline.

We never talk about that
because that would make it

harder to pretend.

And sometimes that's the... the
essence of a happy marriage, isn't it?

The ability to pretend.

In the days leading up to Trivia Night,

it just seemed more and more
people wanted to kill each other.

It was hard to keep track.

What are you doing?

Abby told me that Chloe
said that Ed was rehearsing.

They said he's pretty good, so...

I'm gonna kick his ass.

I'm just... what? I'm inspired
by the whole play thing.

And besides, I'm sick and tired
of his little fucking digs,

like he's the cultural
shit or something.

I'm gonna show him who's evolved.

I'm gonna kick his cultural ass.

What about this one?

Baby, the whole point of this dinner

is to try and reduce the
friction that contributes to...

Yeah, between Madeline and I.

But friction between Ed and I is fine.

First of all, I'm very
disappointed in your attitude.

And second, and more importantly,

we have a bigger problem.

Abigail's secret project.

Yeah? What about it?

She is auctioning off her
virginity on the Internet.

For Amnesty International, so
it is for a very good cause.

She's selling
her virginity on the Internet?

Good cause?

Abigail!

You smoking?

Just for tonight.

It's been 15 years. Why not?

So, you think our marriage is pretend?

No, I said that in every marriage

there is pretending.

Even the best ones.

You said it was the essence,
if I heard you correctly.

I mean, I don't pretend to love you.

I know you don't pretend to love me.

But what I do like
to pretend, as do you,

is that I'm all that.

So, is this back to the
"Steady Eddie" theme?

- Okay.
- Is that what we're talking about?

No, Madeline, I'm the lucky one.

I get to wake up every day
next to the girl of my dreams.

That makes me the winner.

I just feel like the loser sometimes.

I know I haven't always
been the best wife.

And I'm really sorry.

I get angry sometimes and...

- I made a mistake.
- Unh-unh. Shh.

I made a terrible mistake.

Don't say that.

What the fuck!

You're selling your virginity?

Yeah, I thought you'd be proud of me.

Proud of you?

Yeah. A lot of girls lose their
virginity for a lot less...

- So you're selling yourself?
- At a worthy price, for a worthy cause!

Don't try to tell me that sex.

- That is prostitution!
- Isn't a form of currency!

Women are exploited all the time!

Let's make sure everyone feels heard
here. Let's have a conversation.

Wait, is this thing set
up live? Is it already up?

No, not y...

Where are you going?

- Dad!
- Guys!

- Stop!
- Come on!

- Where is it?
- You're being crazy!

- No, no. You're not taking that.
- Are you serious?

You're not taking that! No, until
you tell me you shut it down...

- Stop it!
- I'm not shutting it down!

Get off! Get off!

Give my computer back!

Sweetie. Hi. It's okay.

Stop it!

Hi.

How are the boys?

They're fine. Sound asleep.

Thank you for staying late.

You can go now.

You can go now, Kelly.

We're fine.

- I hope you feel better.
- Thank you.

Good night.

I'm gonna get you some ice.

You're lucky I didn't kill you.

What did you say?

You could have done permanent damage.

So, the spermatozoa fertilizes the egg.

Women lay eggs?

No, women have
eggs inside of them,

in their bellies.

So, the sperm fertilize
the egg in there,

and out of that comes the baby.

So, you wanted a baby and
my dad "ferlitized" you?

- Fertilized.
- Fertilized you?

Something like that, yeah.

What do you mean, "Something like that"?

"Exactly like that."
You're too smart for me.

Where is he?

I don't know, baby.

Have you spoken to her?

No.

Are you going to?

- Hey, honey?
- I'm running late.

Um, hey, just... just
take a second, please?

Listen, I think the idea behind what
you're doing, it's extremely noble.

What other 16-year-old even has
a social conscience, you know?

So, I'm proud of you. I'm very proud.

But I think that there are other ways

to accomplish your goals.

Dad, come on.

A 16-year-old white girl from Monterey

selling her virginity online?

Wolf Blitzer would
saddle that up for weeks.

That's the way.

Abby.

Thanks.

- I blame you for that.
- Me?

Yeah, you taught her to care about
everything and it's just rubbed off on her.

Come on.

"Wolf Blitzer's gonna saddle that up"?

You know, Madeline's so
gonna blame me for this.

- No, she's not.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

She will.

I can't believe you're eating that shit.

Yeah?

- Hey, Ziggy!
- Whoa!

Monkey baby!

Ziggy!

Dinner's here, honey.

A playdate? Really?

Well, we could keep a
watchful eye on them,

which the teacher and an assistant

can't do, really, with 22 kids.

Are you still convinced
that Ziggy's the culprit?

I don't know, with everything you said.

Which is why if I schedule playdates

with each and every child in the class,

I can eliminate suspects one by one.

You're gonna schedule a playdate between

Chloe Mackenzie and Amabella?

If that psycho would allow it.

Sorry, poor form.

I know you're friends with Madeline.

- It's all good.
- Hey!

Hey.

- Everything okay here?
- Everything's great.

So nice of you to ask, Harper.

You know, schools should
set up special commendations

for gestures like that.

Maybe I'll start a petition.

A petition.

Touche. All right, I'm
going to work, girls.

- See you later.
- Bye.

We just want our children
to be safe, that's all.

Of course we do. It takes a village.

Got to have each other's backs, right?

Who's got yours?

There was this
rumor whipping around

that Jane and Renata had
settled their differences.

I never bought it.

I believe women are chemically
incapable of forgiveness.

It's pretty?

Okay, so this is our
two bedroom, two bath.

You know, some of the
units come furnished,

but, personally, I think
the decor is hideous.

And they're on the ground floor,

so you don't get this view.

No, unfurnished is fine.

It's definitely on the
Monterey City limits?

Yeah. We're southwest Monterey.

And it's available now?

You can move in tomorrow.

A beautiful sunset.

Do you think I'd be able
to come back a little later

and spend some time here by myself?

- Yeah, I...
- Probably sounds weird.

No, it doesn't sound weird. I mean, it's
possibly where you'll be living, right?

I'm just gonna leave you the key
and I'll clear it with the office.

- And just take as much time as you need.
- That's amazing.

- Thank you.
- Just call me tomorrow. Let me know.

If you feel yourself getting angry,

just remember it's all about
getting along for Abigail's sake.

I'm gonna be fine.

I took a little something.

Just a half.

This is a good thing that we're doing.

It was such a long drive over.

- God, everything...
- Looks so good.

And the chef? Not too bad.

The cook's even better.

Madeline, do you want some more bread?

Yes please. It's so yummy.

- Thank you.
- Bonnie, I love this music.

- Is this Adele?
- No. It's Sade, actually.

- We should get this, honey.
- We have it.

Red wine, anyone?

I know white goes with
fish, but I like red.

Yes, please.

Down the hatch.

I love this place setting.

I like when there's extra
forks and extra spoons,

especially little, tiny forks.

It feels so special, doesn't it?

I just want to use all of them.

The... the little
ones are for the oysters.

And I love these really
creative little cups.

They're clay. I think
they're from Mexico.

- Yeah.
- That's so nice.

Ed prefers more traditional glass.

Perhaps for wine, but these are...

I'm actually more kind
of a beer guy, but...

Do you want some beer? We have some.

- No, no, no!
- Are you sure?

- Sit down.
- Since we're talking about wine glasses,

let's have a toast!

- Toast.
- Yes, toast.

Toast. The...

To, um... for...

I should make a toast.

Please.

To Nathan and Bonnie.

- Because I heard...
- And none of us killing each other.

- Yeah, right.
- All right.

I'm just kidding.

You're so funny.

All right. This is yummy wine.

- Isn't it?
- It's really good.

Is Abigail gonna join us for dinner?

She'll be down for dessert.

She said she can only be stuck
with the grown-ups for so long.

Yeah.

I think she's just wanting
us to have some bonding time.

Teenagers. She's been probably
working on her secret project.

I'm so curious.

Do you guys know what that is?

Yeah, we just found out what it is, yeah.

No way.

Do tell.

Baby?

It's unconventional. It's
even a little radical.

- Good.
- Listen,

when I first heard
about it, I overreacted.

And I'm just gonna caution
you guys to take a breath.

Process it before
jumping to a judgement.

Okay, can you just tell us what it is?

It's... well, she's attempting to
raise money for Amnesty International.

- All right.
- She showed me her website.

It's, like, very professionally done.

I... Abigail is...

auctioning off her virginity

in order to raise money
to protest sex slavery.

- What?
- Yes.

Very funny.

No, I'm being serious.

She said if a seven-year-old
can be sold to sex slavery,

then no one would bat an eye

if a white, rich American
girl would sell hers online.

- This is for real?
- Look, it's not gone live yet.

And we have no intention of
letting that happen. Obviously.

- Of course not, no.
- Nathan, if this is some sort of joke...

Yeah, this is not funny, Nathan.

Okay.

It's... it's shocking.

And a bit disturbing.

But I think it is important

that we... we separate
the nobility of the cause

from the misguided means
of pursuing it, you know?

We... we champion the former

and dissuade her from the latter, right?

Honey! Are you okay?

That's okay. That's okay, that's okay.

That's a human reaction.

That's completely...
baby, get her... thank you.

- You okay, honey?
- No, I'm not.

- My God!
- Honey!

- Honey!
- Okay.

Thank you, thank you. That's all right.

- Here.
- My God.

- That's all right.
- All right.

This is how you parent, Nathan?

She's been under your
roof for two minutes

and now she's some sort of prostitute?

- Did I tell ya?
- Great parenting!

All right, let's all just
settle for a minute, okay?

Please. Let's just settle.

Let's remember that we are
living in the time of...

of Facebook and reality...

God damn it!

My...

- Shit!
- It's the shrimp.

I had heard that Abigail
was a little slutty.

Knowing the mother, I
wouldn't be surprised.

Bye, guys.

- Bye.
- Where are you going?

Out for dinner with Jane.

That's enough.

Abigail.

You're done with dinner already?

Look, I don't even know
where to begin about this,

so I'm just gonna go
straight to the end.

This is wrong, Abigail.

Completely wrong.

And I salute your cause. I really do.

But... but what?

Saluting a cause, recognizing
a problem, isn't enough.

A person has to do something.

Well, this something is not that, honey.

- What about your play?
- What about my play?

You said it spoke to
you because it was about

finding a purpose in life, which I get.

Making your mark. I get that.

You're the one who always said
a person's life needs to matter.

- Okay...
- Was it all just bullshit?

No, it's not.

And I'm not gonna give you
some long song and dance

about how precious and
sacred your beautiful body is.

But it is not for sale, Abigail.

Not ever.

No matter what cause,
no matter what cost.

And one day, you are going
to look back at this...

probably pretty soon... and think,

"What the fuck was I thinking?

Why was I gonna fuck
up my life like that?"

Must be nice to be so right.

- I'm not right!
- So perfect.

I'm not fucking perfect!

You think you know me so well?

I fuck up, too. I make mistakes.

I've made mistakes bigger than this.

Last year, I cheated on Ed.

I ended it very quickly, but...

The two things I value most in this life

are my kids and my marriage.

And I risked destroying both of them.

Just because I was...

selfish or...

So don't... don't tell
me I'm perfect, okay?

I know about fucking up.

And fucking up doesn't make
your dad and I get back together.

Fucking up doesn't fix your life.

Okay?

At least what you were gonna
do was for a good cause, and...

I was just being selfish.

Do you still love Ed?

Mom, watch this.