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Oh my god!

Hey.

Did you come?

A bit.

What's wrong?

- I don't know. - Tell me the truth.

It's nothing.

Don't start getting hyper.

I'm not getting hyper, I'm in love with you.

You'll get over me.

Say something.

- "Something". - Grow up.

Oh, god! I'm moving out.

Yeah, I think you should.

I put a deposit on an apartment.

I gotta go to work, OK?

Dallas.

You're better off without me.

Why?

I'll call 'ya later, OK?

< wolf whistle >

Hey, sweetheart!

Pass me the keys. Let me take it for a ride.

I'll take her for a ride.

Hey, why do ladies love roofers?

No. You should pick me up and go...

Hi, babe.

Hi, hey.

What time is it?

- Time to go. - Is it?

All right, I'm up!

Just wait.

What are you doing?

What is this?

What?

What do 'ya mean, what? What is this?

Did you paint my nails?

Huh, huh.

Why?

- You have the most gorgeous nail beds. - I feel violated.

What?

Violated?

Ah, it's fucking weird.

OK, look, baby, I got to go. Would you take that off, please?

- I just what one picture. - You're not taking a picture of me.

No...

Hello?

Welcome back.

Ah, fuck off!

Already drinking alone?

There's one left for you. You want one?

Yeah.

- Where's your sink? - Over there.

Okay, what's up? Talk to me.

You just walk out on her, or...?

Kind of. Um...

I got better things to do. I don't want to play house right now.

She wasn't right for you.

I'm buzzed.

I'm gonna catch up.

You won't catch up.

No one will ever catch me.

What time is Claire coming over?

She's on her way.

OK, well, I'll call you in the morning.

What's the time difference in Arizona?

I don't know, like, uh, 2 hours?

Call me from the hotel.

Do you think you'll be up that late?

Probably not. I'm shooting in the morning.

OK, well don't try to keep up with Claire.

I never do.

- Hey, Dallas. - Yes, Joslyn?

When are you picking up the rest of your stuff?

What stuff?

Stuff you don't want donated to Good Will

with your name and address on it. You have 20 minutes.

Hmm, I can't be there in 20 minutes. I have a party to get to.

I mean it's packed, and...

Throw it out.

Don't call about this stuff anymore.

I want to be amicable with you and...

phone calls of this nature piss me off.

You know me better than to think

I give a shit where my stuff ends up.

Even inanimate objects aren't safe from you.

What?

Fine, stop calling if you know that's the case.

What a buzz kill, man!

I bought a few new things.

I like to boil and recycle.

I'm starting over.

Fine Good, good.

- You see anything? - Nope. Nothing.

Hot girls are never on time.

Yo, what about us?

We're not hot girls.

I am wearing woman's clothing. Heels.

On the outside

I'm calling "first" on the bartender.

Too bad she likes me.

You can back off if I like a girl.

I've been after her for months.

- You don't get it. - Maybe you don't get it.

I'm taking a lap.

Ah, you can handle it.

- Oh, this is cute. - Yes.

Where should we go first?

Oh, it's a girls party.

- Ah, lets keep walking. - We are going in.

No.

What do you want to drink?

Ah, I'm OK! I'm going to try and find the bathroom.

Excuse me!

She's ignoring me.

I'll be right back.

- I think I'm being overlooked. - I got you.

Desiree?

What do you want?

Hey.

Hey.

Were you on my street today?

I thought you looked familiar.

Do you come Girl Parties often?

I don't come at all.

Terrible news.

Can I change that for you?

My friend is waiting for me.

What's your name?

Jasmine.

Don't be rude.

Dallas.

Named after that American television show

my parents fell in love with in Sweden.

Did you grow up in Sweden?

What gave me away? Am I talking funny?

No. You're talking fine.

I'm curious.

About?

Why do women love roofers?

You have to go out with me if you want to find out.

I need to get some air.

- Ow.

What was that?

My ring.

Ouch. It's a weapon.

You're engaged.

My condolences.

Now you're being rude.

I'm just being honest.

See 'ya.

Why do women love roofers?

No idea.

Because they strip 'em and nail 'em all day long.

Sounds exhausting.

I'll be on the same street tomorrow if you want a demonstration.

- I'll pass. - Let me buy you a drink.

Pass again.

Wait, we're not done talking.

I left my friend alone.

Your friend found company.

Has he been saving since he was a little boy?

He's good with his finances.

I was almost engaged.

I thought about buying a ring for my ex.

I even Googled it.

I got my own apartment instead.

Rile & I just moved out of our first apartment.

How's the sex after all the living together?

It's good.

I've got no emotional stamina for intimacy.

I know how to keep him interested.

I think it might be different with you.

You keep saying that, you might find the right girl.

What if you're the right girl?

I'm engaged.

Why are you being so crazy?

Because I have to wake up early.

- Well, we were having a good time. - At my expense.

What?

I should just... I should listen to my instincts.

Jasmine!

What are you talking about?

She kissed me.

What... did you do?

- I kissed her back. - What?

I feel sick.

Did you like it?

- Claire, I'm not answering that! - I'm just curious.

Why would you talk about that, that now what it's about!

I feel really weird.

- Because you like her? - Because I'm engaged.

Jasmine, you are the most faithful person I know.

You and Rile are like, marrying the fucking carpenter

It will never happen again.

Giddy up.

What time you done?

Rile?

Hey. I just, uh, I just got to the hotel.

Jasmine?

I want to get married in the garden, at the old mill.

Okay, baby. Okay, that's great.

Call the planner in the morning

Look, I'm... I'm red-eyed. I... I... I got to go to sleep.

- Okay. - Okay?

I love you.

I love you. Good night.

I'm coming.

I'm awake.

Um, hey. Um...

I gotta get to work.

Yeah. I got stuff I gotta do.

Oh, cool. Um...

I'm leaving the spare key.

You'll probably see Quinn before you see me again...

so... just give it to her, okay?

Actually, can you give me a ride?

I gotta go, sorry.

Here, cover a cab.

- Morning. - Morning.

You didn't say goodbye last night.

I'm late for work.

What do you do?

I work in fashion.

Retail?

I'm an editor for a fashion magazine.

Does that mean you're the boss?

It's more complicated than that.

I'm the boss. This is my company.

My site.

What are you doing later?

I'm working late.

I'll be here until dark, finishing up this job.

Cool.

I'll be done and you'll never have see me again.

Bye.

I want her nude on top.

She needs you nude on top.

Is that fur?

There's no way I'll ever put that on my naked body.

It's in my contract.

- I'm an anti-fur advocate. - Then why is there a fur coat on your set?

You think that's real?

It looks real, and I'm not putting it on.

The coat is faux. It wouldn't be on the set otherwise.

Is that true?

It worked.

I want to be home before dark.

I'll wrap it up.

You change your mind?

One drink... and we're done.

Okay, I'll be back in an hour.

You trying to kill me?

Nice outfit.

Thanks.

Stop it.

- Stop what? - You're staring at me.

I'm not..

You were saying that you're a brilliant fashion editor.

I never said that.

Then tell me what you said.

I had an opportunity to go to New York.

What happened?

Rile got promoted.

So... ?

I made a sacrifice.

Sounds like martyrdom to me.

You'll understand someday.

Don't be condescending.

I understand the concept of sacrifice.

I would have made you go.

In fact, I would have gone with you.

That's sweet.

You're sweet.

I like your style.

I like your edge.

But my style is engaged to a man.

Can we have the bill?

Don't come any closer.

Come to my place.

I'm leaving.

- Stop torturing yourself. - You're torturing me.

Take me somewhere.

Do you want me to take it off?

Hello?

Hi, Jasmine. You sleeping?

Um, nope. Nope. Um...

I'm awake.

Just dozed off for a few minutes.

Did you call the planner, about booking the wedding?

I haven't had time.

Okay, I'll take care of it.

I'll call her before my meeting this morning...

it's storming really bad here.

Guess I'm not golfing this weekend.

- Hello? - Sorry.

Are you okay, sweetie?

Um, Bridget and I are working.

We had some work to do. She just got here.

Okay, you're busy. Say hello for me.

Try to take some time for yourself this weekend.

- I should get going. - Yeah, me too.

I love you.

Morning.

- Is it you?

It's me.

You're persistent. Look at you, pushing.

I gave myself a hernia.

My mom told me if I acted more like a girl,

I wouldn't get hurt all the time.

Did you want to be a boy?

I just wanted her to let me be.

Can I have it?

Where would you keep it?

I'll frame it and admire it...

and all of your tomboy strength.

Tomboy.

I didn't like being called that when I was a kid.

I couldn't hide it, but...

I just didn't like being call out on it.

Besides, I'm not a tomboy. I'm more legit than that.

Okay. Legit tomboy.

Kiss me.

I've never done anything like this before.

I don't usually tell the truth about my past

Because you have so much to hide?

I'm not hiding anything from you.

What did your mom say when you became a roofer?

She's pissed about it.

She pushed me to leave Sweden for university

because she didn't want me working on a roof with my dad.

Whatever.

My dad used to tell me I couldn't go up on any roofs without him.

Fuck that.

He didn't even have to teach me.

It's like I was born with suction cups for feet.

I hated being a kid.

I'm holding you to one positive memory.

I liked helping my dad build stuff.

I liked the rain,

even though I wasn't allowed to play in it.

My mom's cooking, and that she used to iron my underwear

into perfect squares.

How was life for you?

My dad made me laugh all the time.

He was witty and silly.

My mom is supportive,

as long as she approves.

When I was a teenager, I had a summer thing

with a girl named Denise.

That doesn't surprise me.

You remind me of her.

We were inseparable. We kissed, once.

It lasted like, 4 seconds.

My mom walked in and freaked.

I wasn't allowed to say goodbye.

Never saw her again.

You just obeyed?

Of course.

Took a long time to forgive my mom.

Just pretended everything was fine.

She tried setting me up with anyone

with a penis and a job.

Just stopped thinking about that part of myself, and...

did what was prescribed.

I buried that story. It's like it never even happened.

How old were you when you came out?

Young.

'Young'?

How old is 'young'?

I don't tell my coming out story.

You seriously not gonna tell me?

Why do I have to have one?

I promise not to tell anyone you have one

and I'll never ask you again.

Which story do you want?

It's not one that ever ends.

Like, last month I came out to the fork-lift operator

at the roofing-supply store.

The first time you were with a woman?

It wasn't a surprise or anything,

I was only ever attracted to women.

You never got that flooding rush

that things could be different for you?

Every time I look at you.

I'm waiting.

Okay.

You have until the sand runs out of my hand,

or you'll never see me again.

What do you give me that look for? Guess I'll see you around.

It's not that exciting,

the first time a girl has sex with me.

She poked the fuck out of me until 7 in the morning.

I didn't know what I was doing.

Things have changed.

I was only 16.

She was like, 30 or something.

We both got what we wanted, and that's that.

How did your parents react?

My dad says I can't control who I love.

I always wanted them to love each other.

I never want to lose you.

I can't breathe.

You're so pretty.

- I want you to stay. - Shh. Quiet.

I could eat blueberry pancakes at every meal.

I'll get some.

I'm going to starve to death in your bed.

I'm gonna build a fortress.

I'll visit you.

I'm memorizing every part of you.

I don't want to think about my life. The outside.

Have you ever tried to count how many breaths

you take in a minute?

I tried, I stopped breathing.

Takes your breath away.

I don't like goodbyes.

Will you drive me home?

I'm gonna get us lost.

I love this house.

I know you do.

Look, that's my favorite tree.

Where?

- There. - I don't see it.

Right there.

That sad, lonely-looking thing?

Ah, babe, that needs to be cut down.

I can bring my chainsaw over for you.

Don't you dare.

Don't ever fucking do that again.

I'm supposed to be frisky.

Kidding? Frisky?

- I'm gonna go in now. - Hit me.

What?

Do it again, I'll do it back.

You wouldn't.

That hurt.

Do it.

- I want to see you tomorrow. - I can't.

He'll be home tomorrow morning.

I can't see you again, Dallas.

Hi, it's Jasmine. Leave me a message.

Hey Jas, uh, it's me, maybe you're sleeping already.

I called you earlier to let you know my golf game got rained out.

I'm coming home.

No point in sticking around.

I'll wait for a cab. I'll see you soon.

Don't get me going.

Get out and play with me.

Not in here, not in here.

When will I see you again?

I can't.

Oh, God!

What?

Fuck!

Fuck.

Rile, stop!

Fuck! What the fuck did I do to you?

Don't touch me, man.

Don't fuckin' touch me!

You didn't even see me.

Standing there,

you just...

you were gone.

- She's a woman. - It doesn't matter.

Tell me what I need to do fix this,

to put us back on track.

Are you a lesbian?

You've known me for 6, almost 7 years.

Yeah, I thought I did.

I still love you, nothing has changed between us.

I saw with my own eyes, Jasmine.

I can't lose you.

End it.

It's over.

No, I want you to end it in person,

or you'll never see me again.

Can... can I shower? I'll go before work,

I'm a mess right now.

Yeah, you want to look good for her?

Come on, let's go.

I'll do it.

I'm so sorry I left you.

I had to run after him.

- Rile's waiting outside. - Why?

I need to end this.

I don't want to.

You have to.

I shouldn't have put you in this position.

I wanted it.

I still do.

I don't want you like this.

Because you can't be in something.

Jasmine...

What kind of something would this be?

You're wearing an engagement ring

that someone else gave you.

Drive me to work.

Hey... you okay?

Here.

- Thank you. - Can I have a receipt?

- Here you go. - Thank you.

Rile?

Why were you never like that with me?

Can you try, too?

- What's the point? - To what?

I love her.

- Desiree? - No, Jasmine.

She's straight.

You don't know.

Does that mean you're gonna lay off Desiree for a bit?

- Come on... - What?

Where are you going?

FILMORES HOTEL

We were just talking about you the other day.

Here I am.

2 bourbons and M.J.

She might be upstairs.

She knows I'm coming, I texted her.

Here, she'll be happy to see you.

And there she is.

Where have you been?

I was doing a thing.

- What about now? - I'm alone again.

Does that mean that you'll visit more often?

Hey! You and your filthy paws are out of here.

Paying customers only.

No free rides, kid.

No free shows, pervert.

You have some fuckin' balls!

- How did I get here? - You haven't told me yet.

I'm toxic for you,

because I don't love you the way you love me.

Sorry.

Can I come in?

I'm so sorry for what I did.

I know you are, baby.

I know.

It's gonna be better now.

Let's get out.

Come on.

Hey.

Baby.

It's me.

It's me.

I'm so sorry!

How was your day?

I told some of my friends at work

about you.

What did you tell them?

Everything.