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Surprise!

Happy birthday, son!

Honey!

There's the birthday boy!

Oh, hi Mark.

Just wipe your shoes
if you could, thank you.

I got a serious problem.

The toilet is totally clogged.

What do you want
me to do about it?

Well, it is completely
clogged to no repair.

My birthday party is the
reason that it's clogged.

Did you have
anything to do with this?

Excuse me.

May I uh,

may I please have
everyone's attention?

We're gathered here today
to honor the life of Bruno,

my son.

Who, for those of
you who don't know,

was recently commissioned
by the city council

to design our new fire house.

But it's a rather bittersweet
celebration in that

we also honor the memory
of his beloved wife, Lydia.

And, uh, I've
written a few words.

Oh, for fuck sake.

It's a bit of a poem.

Lydia was your name,
and Lydia my son loved.

Doesn't rhyme.

Now Lydia is gone

and the vast, empty
spaces she has left

in our hearts and
faces will ever be filled.

To my brave son,

who's spirit is
the spirit of a titan.

Who is loyal to
his wife like a dog.

You, my son, have
been a true hero

and you make us proud.

Happy birthday, Bruno.

Hi, Bruno.

Oh, hey.

How're you doin'?

Good.

Yeah.

Yeah, good.

Oh, knocked 'em over.

Sorry.

Mr. Black.

Wow, hi.

Long time, no see.

Yeah.

Doin' alright?

Yeah, I'm... hangin' in there.

You wanna come in?

No, that won't be necessary.

So, listen Bruno,

I'm- I'm afraid I've
got a bit of bad news.

Ok.

Uh, now look, you
know I- I like you, right?

In spite of all the...
the rocky times,

I know you're a
good guy deep down.

But when I first offered this
piece of land to my daughter

there was a mutual understanding
it was for her to live on,

and you later came
into the picture

and as much as my wife
protested I was glad when you built

this home together as a couple.

But Lydia's... Lydia's been
gone for two years now

and, well, I'm
afraid we've decided

to take the property back.

Excuse me?

I'm very sorry.

You- no, you- you
can't take it back,

it's... my house.

You see, that's the thing.

Technically it is not.

It's it's sitting
on my property.

You- you- you
gave this to Lydia.

I designed and-
and built that house.

Every beam, every cabinet,
even the bathroom tiles.

It was- it was all us.

Do you ever wonder who paid
for all those beams and tiles?

That is my house.

The way things stand
right now it's a done deal.

It's not.

There's a will.

We both know that is not true.

No, there's a will.

Lydia- Lydia, she
told me, she said-

Bruno, this is not your house.

We've let you stay here for
several and now it's time to go.

You have two weeks
to vacate the premises.

And it would be great if
we could do this amicably,

I mean it.

Let's just do this the
easy way, shall we?

Dude, how can you lose a will?

I didn't lose it!

I hid it.

I didn't want it laying
around where I could-

it was ominous. Dark matter.

Nobody was supposed to die.

How about you buy
it from the bastard?

Felix, it's my own
fucking house.

Not if you can't find that will.

I'm completely fucked.

No, you're not.

There's gotta be
a way out of this.

No, we'll come up with a plan.

You gotta change
that tune, my friend,

'cause you can't dance to shitty
music and it is time to dance.

We'll come up with a plan
'cause I'll tell you right now,

they'll take that house
over my dead body.

Please step out of
the house now, Bruno.

Come on.

You're- you're officially
trespassing now.

Yeah, well you can
set this place on fire,

I'm still not comin' out.

I think it's better
if we do step out.

I'm six foot six so it
was probably a grizzly.

Wow.

So, uh... if you uh, go
to the back of the house,

under the deck
you'll find an old letter.

What for?

Got it.

Looking good.

There you go.

Son.

I got three words for ya.

Welcome home... son.

I'm going in the shed.

I said it wasn't
up for discussion.

Why would you wanna
sleep in the shed?

The boy needs
independence, honey.

He'll freeze to death.

Mom, it's the middle of summer.

We'll give him the
electric blanket.

And how am I
supposed to keep warm?

You haven't used
that blanket for years.

Nobody is taking
your electric blanket.

Take the blanket,
bro, you deserve it.

Ha ha.

Our pantry's finest.

There's hardly anything
to celebrate, dad.

Oh, I beg to differ, son.

I beg to differ.

Really, why don't you save
it for a special occasion?

Boom!

We're saying grace.

Uh, can you leave me out of it?

This is our home
and we say grace.

Honey, not tonight.

The boy doesn't like it.

It's not a matter of
liking, it's a matter of faith.

It's fine.

I just- I won't join in.

Felix, I think it's
only fair, don't you?

Don't get him involved,
the man is high as a kite.

Linda, let me tell
you something.

It would be joyous.

Thank you, Felix.

Hands please.

Mmmhmm.

Dear Lord, we thank you
dearly for this special night

as we gather as a
family to support Bruno,

whom we love,
cherish, and adore.

As you know, dear Lord,
Bruno lost his wife two years ago

and he hasn't
seen the light since.

Also, he's now homeless.

We beseech you, oh Lord,

to guide his path
towards a better life

and towards a better woman.

As we discussed
previously, dear Lord,

Dora Maloney's daughter, Rita-

You gotta be kidding me.

Has just been through a
painful divorce and we ask you

to help her through it,

and also to clear the
way for Bruno to date her.

Honey, honey.

I think that's a bit specific.

Let Bruno find his own path.

His own path
isn't working, is it?

We're gonna help
him get through this!

I'll sell this
house if I have to,

buy another Winnebago.

We are not moving
into a Winnebago!

Nobody is moving
into a Winnebago.

Says the man living in a shed.

I'll be right back.

Where are you going?

You haven't touched any food.

I made your favorite.

Don't pressure him so much.

The man is morose.

Watch your back, son.

You're going back to
your old house, aren't you?

You're gonna get yourself shot.

It's not your home anymore.

Hold on, I'll go get
you a can of gasoline.

Don't enable him, John.

You can't just hang out
at your place anymore.

That's trespassing, man.

I'm not about to let my
house rot into the ground.

Dude, it's been three weeks.

The place isn't
just gonna fall apart.

It's basic
maintenance, that's all.

Dude, focus, ok?

Yes, I say we go fix the
leak and we get outta there.

You can't just fuck around
with rich people like this.

Sure you can.

Gus, line four.

Gus, pick up line four.

What the fuck is that?

Take a deep breath.

Bruno? Bruno?

What is that?

Ok, I have a bad feeling now.

Let's just turn around and go.

Bruno?

Dude!

Dude, please!

Come on, Bruno!

Listen to me!

Who the fuck is that?

Maybe she's the
new cleaning lady.

Who the fuck is that?

Breathe with me, bro.

Don't do anything rash.

Dude! Dude! Dude!

Dude!

Bruno! Bruno!

Yeah!

Hello.

Uh, what're you doing?

I'm sorry?

I mean, what're you doing here?

I'm moving in.

And you- and you are?

Moving in?

Yeah.

What do you- what do
you mean by uh, moving in?

I'm sorry, who are you?

Friend?

Friend.

Friend.

A friend of the family.

Oh, so like you know
the former owners?

Yeah, yeah.

I just dealt with a
management company

so I didn't really
get to know them.

A management company, yeah.

Just uh...

Dude. Gotta go, buddy.

So, you're like neighbors?

Yeah.

A neighbor.

But I live in town, but uh, I- I
wanted to come by and just...

say hi.

Well, hi.

I have to go.

I have to go.

Ok, well thanks for stopping by.

Ok.

Ok.

Nice meeting you guys!

Pleasure meeting you.

Sorry, I didn't get your names.

Don't worry about it.

Get on.

What were you thinking?

What the hell are we doing here?

Just wait here.

Dude, don't do anything rash.

Hello?

Hello?

You always thought that.

Well, I do.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Bruno.

What're you doing here?

You sold my house,
you son of a bitch.

I think this is hardly
the time or the place.

Well, right now is exactly
the time and the place

that somebody is moving
into my fucking house!

You should keep your voice down.

You had no right.

You sold my house and
you had no right to do that.

I decided to take the
property back and I did.

I don't see there's
a problem with that.

You don't see a problem?

You don't see a problem in
making me vacate my own home

and having somebody move
into there three weeks later?

That house belongs to me
more than it ever belonged to you.

It's just pocket change
for you, always has been.

Do you understand what
that house means to me?

It's my life.

It's Lydia, your daughter.

It's my house!

It was never your house.

We owe you no explanations.

Now, please leave.

You just wanted
me out, didn't you?

You didn't care
about the property,

it never mattered to you.

You just didn't want
me living there anymore.

What you took from us
was far more valuable

than a rotting shack.

You are the reason
I lost my daughter.

You are the reason
that she wanted to live

in that godforsaken
hut like a hobo.

You were the reason
that she refused treatment.

Lydia did what she wanted to do.

It was her right.

I just stood by her and we both
wished that you would have had

the courage to do the same.

You know, in eight
years of living with Lydia

I never quite understood
the distain she had for you,

but I guess she had a point.

It's over, Bruno.

Enjoy your dinner.

What a despicable man.

Oh, no fucking way.

Have you lost your mind?

Son of a bitch is gonna pay.

What the hell are you doing?

Start the Vespa.

Let's just regroup-

Felix, this thing is heavy!

What has got into you, man?

This is not cool, dude.

Not cool, man.

Let's go, come on.

This fucker's like 100.

Did you have avenues
we can explore?

Come on!

I'm coming!

Fucking fuck.

Woo hoo!

Yeah!

Who the hell is that?

That's my cousin, bro.

That's your cousin?

Yeah, I know
what you're thinkin'.

I didn't even know
I had a cousin.

He's a personal
injury lawyer, Felix.

We got nothing to lose, bro.

We go in, get some
advice, and proceed.

Legally.

Well, well, well, Bruno.

What a nice surprise.

What brings you to
your place of work?

Morning, Frank.

I haven't seen you here in days.

I was beginning to wonder
whether you still worked for me.

Ah.

So, how's this fire house
thing coming along?

Oh, it's um...

Time's running out, Bruno.

I- I guarantee that it'll be-

And you.

What're you doing here?

Why are you always
hanging out in this office?

Look, Frank, I
need an extension.

Bruno, you ran out
of favors months ago,

and at this point
you're this close

to running out of a job, too.

You come in and out of
here like it's your country club.

You're hung over half the time,
and the receptionist tells me

you keep stealing people's
food out of the fridge.

You're the most talented
kid this place has ever seen,

but you're the most unreliable
worker I've ever run across

in my entire life and
I'm 180 years old!

Finish that design.

Are you even listening to me?

Huh?

Get to work.

Hang on a second.

What did that woman want?

She was looking for contractors.

What did you tell her?

I gave her some numbers.

Did Frank bring up
the fridge situation?

It's not like people
don't know it's you.

This isn't preschool, you know!

Hey!

Hi.

Hi.

Oh.

You remember me from-

Yeah, right. Hi.

Yeah, I'm sorry I
didn't introduce myself.

I- I was uh...

I'm Bruno.

Bruno, I'm Marie.

Nice to meet you.

You too.

Again.

So you found the
town, what're you up to?

Uh, I'm just running
some errands.

Actually I'm shopping
for a contractor,

which is really
tough around here.

Oh, a contractor.

Yeah.

What for?

Uh, the place is a little stale.

I'm just looking to
do a little bit of work.

A little- little bit of work?

Uh, what- what- is
that what you're doing?

Yeah. Re-do the kitchen,
change the bathroom tile,

just bring the
place back to life.

You wouldn't happen to know of
a contractor in town, would you?

I mean, I've gotten some quotes
but the prices are ridiculous.

You know, depending
on the work you're-

you're planning to do,

I'm a contractor myself.

I could do the work myself.

Make sure it's
uh, up to standard.

Yeah, I'd be happy to
work within your budget,

if you're interested.

Uh, ok.

Do you wanna give
me a quote first?

Oh, uh, it doesn't-
doesn't matter.

I'm familiar with the premises.

I just want to make sure the
work is um, up to standard.

Sure, uh, I don't know...

I'm the only one you're gonna
find on the cheap, you know.

You can call them and ask
them, but local contractors?

They're very few and uh,
very expensive, you know?

Uh, you just give me your
budget and we'll take it from there.

Uh, when could you start?

How about tomorrow?

Alright, see you there.

What're you doing?

If anyone's gonna touch
that house it's gonna be me.

I can't wait to get my
hands on that bathroom.

It's like walking into a morgue
every time I brush my teeth.

I'm thinking of a soft
yellow for the kitchen.

Soft yellow? Fuck no.

Excuse me?

Ok, just lay down
the drop cloth,

um, prime the bedroom.

Prime the bedroom!

I'm ready for you
to turn that thing off.

Ok, where are we?

We are on our property.

And what is that magnificent
tool you are holding?

Oh, oh, this?

Oh, this would be a- a shovel.

Why?

Because we are about to
break ground on our new house.

I'm- I'm sorry, I
couldn't hear that.

What did you say?

Are you serious?

Say that again.

You're serious.

Ok, um, we are - ahem - about
to break ground on our new home.

Oh my god.

Alright.

Ok.

One, two-

Yeah.

Three. Go!

It's hard!

Get into that.

Go, go, go!

You did it!

We did it.

We did it.

We did it.

Oh.

Hey, turn that off.

Why?

Come on, just put it down.

Why?

Because I want you.

I want you, right here.

Are you ok?

Yeah, I'm... hot.

I... I-

Can I get you some water?

I just need- need a minute.

I have to go.

What do you mean?

Uh, it's- it's an emergency.

I um, I'm really sorry.

Uh... I'll explain
later but I have to go.

Is everything ok?

Yeah, yeah.

I'll be in touch.

So you say you've been living
in this house for how long?

Se- seven years.

So there was never
any actual document

or will that would put
the actual property

in your actual name?

There- there- there is, yeah.

No, there- there was.

Uh, my wife, she left
a will, but I can't find it.

You lost the will?

No, no.

I- I didn't lose it, I... it
just hasn't turned up yet.

Look, I gotta be honest.

Without the will this
is a very tough case.

I mean, the house is yours

but there's no real
legal proof here.

I mean, the will would
really help the case.

Yeah, I just can't find it.

Well, I guess we
could give it a shot.

So you think there's a chance?

A chance that we can fight this?

Sure there is.

If you can prove that the house
was gifted to you and your wife

and that there was
a tacit agreement

that it would belong to you if
she would, say, you know...

die, well then yeah,
there's a chance.

But it's gonna take work,
it's gonna take muscle,

and it's gonna take
time and muscle-

Yeah, I don't care.

Let's- let's do it.

Let's um... what's
the next step?

What...

Ok, you should gather
everything that would attest

to the longevity of
your relationship,

the depth of your relationship.

You know, if you have
any photos or videos,

anything would help.

Then we'll put the case
together and then, of course,

there's the certain
matter of the uh... retainer.

How- how much is
that for family, Cuco?

How much you got?

I mean, my answer's nothing.

Would you be interested
in a classic Vespa?

What color?

Hey, hey, hey.

No, no.

No way, no way.

We can't let go
of this opportunity.

It's not even an option.

This is important.

If we don't get this
started you'll be missing out

on your only chance
to get your house back.

Now, if you really care
about our friendship

you'll let me do
this for you, brother.

God knows I don't
wanna hear you bitch

about this for the
rest of our lives.

Vespa's yours.

Cool. Deal?

Benjamin! Benjamin D. Mendez!

I just peed myself a little.

Oh, buddy.

Sorry about that.

Uh, do you have a towel?

John!

Will you do me a favor get
off of that roof right this minute!

There's no need to
yell like that, you know.

See? Now you woke him up.

Leave me be.

You're making me nervous.

He doesn't need a TV.

What're you doing, dad?

He's hooking up
the direct television.

If he's gonna live in the shed
he'll have a TV in the shed.

I- I don't want a TV.

He dug up an old
one from the garage.

Hello?

Bruno, it's- it's Marie.

Hello?

Bruno?

Marie, Marie.

Hi, Marie. Hi.

Is everything ok?

Yeah, yeah. Uh, better.

Better.

Uh, just a family situation.

Very sad and unexpected.

I'm really sorry to hear that.

Ok, but look, I was-

I was uh, wondering if
you're coming in today?

Uh...

I was just wondering
if you could

maybe recommend someone else?

I- I want to get
started right away

because I'm gutting the kitchen.

You're gutting the kitchen?

Shit!

What the hell is
the matter with you?!

Well, then you get
up here and help me.

Oh, stop it.

What're you doing down there?

How old are you?

Hey.

Ah.

Hey, I want to radically
transform this kitchen.

Gonna rip down the cabinets,
we're gonna lose this wallpaper.

Can we start somewhere else?

Why?

Uh, I'd rather just
not start in the kitchen.

Why not?

I'm superstitious, uh,
about starting in kitchens.

It's a thing.

You are the strangest
contractor I've ever met.

How about we start
in the bathroom?

How would that make
you feel, emotionally?

Sure.

Good, 'cause the
toilet's clogged.

Oh my god, it works!

Yes!

I swear I tried everything
with a skull on it.

What did you do?

What was wrong with it?

It was the septic
pipe out in the back.

It was pretty clogged
so I took care of it.

Great.

So the tiling situation,
I was thinking about,

like a- something
positive like a sky blue,

you know, it's such
a gloomy bathroom.

I kinda like it.

Well, I don't.

So, ok.

I was thinking something like...

something like this.

Hey, that's not the tile
we picked out yesterday.

No, I went back
and changed them.

Do you have a problem with that?

I just...

Seriously, I've never met
such an opinionated contractor.

If I had wanted an
interior decorator

I would have hired one.

Do you want this job or not?

I just think it's
gonna look weird.

Ok.

How about you tile
it up, finish the job,

and then we'll see how we feel?

How does that sound?

Sure.

Great.

One, two, three...

Oh my god!

John!

He's peeing on your flowers!

I see you found my
little nook in the world.

Yeah, I um...

And what do you think?

It's nice, it's
um... it's great.

Yeah, I like it, too.

I couldn't sleep last night so
I thought I'd do a bit of work.

Well, you uh...
you did a great job.

It's... so full of light.

Full of-

Life.

Life.

Mmm.

I'm a botanist and I
use this room to write in.

You're a botanist?

That's um... well,
it's very welcoming.

Ok.

I'll see you later.

See you tomorrow.

Bright and early.

Everything will work out.

He's gonna be-

But what about-

He's a designer,

he's gonna be-

There he is!

Bruno!

Come and say hello to Dora.

Hi, Mrs. Maloney.

Oh, look at this
big shot architect.

We were just talking about you.

I hear you're designing
our new fire hall.

You're a winner.

If you say so.

Oh, I do say so.

You're a big shot architect.

Yeah.

Listen, what're
you doing tonight?

Actually, I uh-

Nothing, Dora. The
man does nothing.

He sits and mopes in that
shed like his life is over.

You have to get
out of your cocoon.

Why don't you hang out with
my daughter, Rita, tonight?

Well, I just-

Oh, you'll get along swimmingly.

You used to play together.

That was a long time ago

Take her bowling.

She's depressed,
you're depressed,

it makes perfect sense.

Eight o'clock, pick her up.

I- I really can't, I-

No, I will not take
no for an answer.

I'm getting upset and I
have a heart condition.

You wanna see me
drop dead? Is that it?

Eight o'clock sharp.

Go take a shower.

You look like
you've been shot at.

And hit!

I'm working two
jobs at the moment,

so I just got my nursing
degree which is great,

but I also have three more
weeks left at the market

and the hours at
the hospital are...

it's hard.

The hours are really bad.

Hey, I like your shirt.

Did you get it at
a- at a thrift shop?

No, it's my dad's.

Oh.

He must have been a
real- a disco flyer, your dad.

Uh, so you're divorced, yeah?

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

So your wife died.

Yep.

Do you wanna tell me about it?

No.

No, of course not. Sorry.

Ok, you know what?

We can- Bruno?

Hmm?

Bruno.

I was just gonna say um,
probably not gonna work out

so why don't we just go
ahead and call it a night?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's a good idea.

Ok.

Hey, how would you feel
about getting a cab home?

Excuse me?

Yeah, uh, I thought I'd just
hang around for a bit and...

You really are an
asshole, aren't you?

Hey.

May I?

Please, go ahead.

What happened
to your girlfriend?

Uh, she's- she's
not my girlfriend.

She had to go.

She's very pretty.

She's just a friend.

Young.

Looked like you were having fun.

Uh, my mother and her
mother have been going on

about her divorce for months.

We were coerced into a date.

She took a cab home.

Wait, you brought her here
and then sent her back in a cab?

I didn't send her back,
she just- she just took one.

That- that's bad, isn't it?

And you're still here?

Are you kidding?

Oh, holy fuck, my mom.

This is gonna be an ordeal.

Uh, is your mom concerned
about your love life?

My mother is concerned
about my life, period.

Driving, uh, there's
my hairstyle, my diet.

A fixation with nutrition.

My mom was just like that.

Right?

Yeah.

Jesus Christ.

I went over there for
breakfast the other day

and there was an actual family
crisis, I'm talking meltdown,

because I wouldn't
eat my grapefruit.

I'm 45 years old, ok?

"Eat your grapefruit,
you're low on phosphorus".

Apparently I'm dying.

Every day I learn I'm
low on something new.

That's so beautiful.

She loves you so much.

Where do you get phosphorus?

Grapefruit, of course.

Wow.

Look at you.

You actually talk.

Cheers to this conversation,

and knowing that
phosphorus is in grapefruit.

We hope.

So you always go
out on your own?

I like going out alone.

I travelled a lot in my '20s.

Plus, it's not like I
know anybody here.

That doesn't bother you?

That was the point.

I guess I was looking
for a kind of- a refuge.

A refuge?

From what?

You are opening up a
can of worms, my friend.

I don't know if you
wanna go there.

I like worms.

I love fishing.

Well, I was with a man
for five years and uh...

I was a great step-mom
to his beautiful twin girls

and one day he
announced that he was uh,

leaving me to
be with his family.

He went to give another
shot with his ex-wife

and uh, so he moved
back in with his kids.

So I- I moved back to
Seattle and took a trip out here

and saw this house
and fell in love with it.

I'm also here to
write a book and uh,

this is the perfect
place for it.

You're uh, you're
writing a book?

What- what about?
What's the book about?

Moss.

Moss?

Moss.

Yeah.

I'm fascinated by moss.

It's my second book, actually.

That is so cool.

I've never actually
thought about moss.

Well, big mistake.

They- they've been
here for a really long time.

Longer than any other
land plant, and they've-

they've figured out a lot about
how to be here on this earth.

Like- like what?

Like how to live
within their own means.

They live in these
tiny little layers of rocks

and fallen trees where other
dominant plants can't live

and they just thrive,

instead of colonizing
nature with grandeur

and size like humans do.

They've just gracefully accepted
that they're bad competitors,

and I love it because by
doing that they challenge

the whole idea that competition
is the best way to survive

because you know how
long these bad competitors

have been around?

350 million years.

And I just think
that that's amazing,

that such a humble little
thing can persist like that.

They're like a whole other
universe within the forest

and they're just this tall.

Jesus.

Jesus liked moss.

I think he used it as a pillow.

Wow, I uh, guess I should
consider myself lucky

for not making it home in a cab.

Yeah, I feel terrible
about that, actually.

Make sure you apologize.

Will do.

I had a really nice
time with you tonight.

Yeah. Yeah, me too.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I like your shirt.

I will not keep stolen
goods in my garage.

It's not stolen, I- I
got it through a friend.

What, do you think I'm stupid?

I know this horse
belongs to Lydia's parents.

Nancy used to show it to us
every time we went over there.

They shipped it from Mongolia

Well, guess what, mom?

It's yours now.

Bruno, I want this
horse back in their home

by the end of the day.

The woman took
his house from him.

Let him keep it.

It was a stupid impulse, ok mom?

They had just insulted
me so I- I took it.

But I hardly feel the
need to apologize.

These- these people,
they're- they're sick.

They despise my entire existence
and you wanna know why?

Coincidentally because I
didn't grow up in a house

full of golden freaking horses,
and it pains them every day

to know that their
daughter married a nobody.

Well, this time
they don't get to win.

So you can dump it or
you can take it back yourself

but I am not returning that
thing until they give back

what they took from me.

Nice.

Thank you.

Let's call those
landscaping guys today.

Yeah, sure.

I make a really
good cup of coffee.

Mmm.

I bet.

Is everything ok?

Yeah, yeah.

Actually, Marie...

there is something
that I wanna tell you.

Listen, if it's
about last night,

I'm not looking
for anything, either.

It was just fun to hang out.

I don't want anything
weird between us.

Ok?

I understand if you have
other things going on in your life,

um, I just uh, want
things to be uh,

no drama between us, ok?

I don't want drama, either.

So I'm with you one
hundred percent.

Ok?

Are we cool?

Of course, yeah.

You have coffee on your lip.

Oh.

Hey, uh...

Wanna go on a break?

Can I ask you something?

Why do you love this house?

I like how it makes me feel.

How it creaks every
day before sundown,

like it's stretching.

I like how different the
kitchen looks in the morning

than how it did
the night before.

I like the sounds of the
ocean at night in my bed.

Sometimes I wake
up just before sunrise

and I just lay there, listening.

There's always a point where
the waves get really loud and angry

and I feel like they're going
to swallow the whole house

and I get really scared.

How I'm all alone in there.

And then a few minutes
later the sun comes up,

the waves die down,

and I get up and I
open all the windows

and I make coffee,
and I look outside.

And I swear at that moment
there's nothing in the world

that I'd rather have.

It's taken me a long time to be
able to say that about anything.

And that's what I
love about the house.

Hey! Where do you go?

Be with me.

See? It's not scary.

Howdy.

Care to join me?

The coast is clear.

Church.

Here you go.

Don't mind if I do.

Where you been?

Rough day?

Yeah.

Just... weird.

Weird can be good, son.

Sometimes I miss her, dad.

I still miss her.

I know you do.

I know you do.

But now what?

Here we are, two years later.

Now what? What's next?

I don't know.

Let's figure it out then.

What do you want, Bruno?

What do you really want?

I want to honor her life.

By being miserable?

Who knows?

Maybe that's the reason why
your decisions don't pan out.

She's gone.

You might also want
to remember that

while she was still here
things weren't perfect, either.

You came over one night,
we sat in these very chairs

and you thought
you might leave her.

So stop fooling yourself into
thinking things were flawless

before she got sick.

Oh, hey.

I know how much
you loved her, son.

But if you really
wanna honor Lydia's life

maybe the best course of action

is for you to finally
live your own.

Now, we do need
to return that horse

before your mom loses her mind.

I'm having a
barbecue this weekend.

I want you to be
the guest of honor.

My friends are
coming in from Seattle.

My step-brother-

I thought all your
friends were in Boston?

Yeah, some of them are.

Where are you going?

We gotta finish the
kitchen, by the way.

I'm so tired of
seeing it like this.

All these cabinets and
empty drawers and... ugh.

It's so depressing.

You fucking asshole!

It was in the kitchen
the whole time?

This is great!

Dude, we gotta bring this
over to Cuco right away, man.

This right here seals the deal.

Uh, no.

Maybe we just- just hold
off on that for a minute.

What do you mean?

Well, you- you know.

No, I don't know.

What're you talking about?

Um, well, Marie.

Remember Marie?

Well, I've been doing
the renovations with her-

I didn't want anyone else
messing with the house.

And um, she and I, we've
gotten to know each other.

We've kinda gotten
close, you know?

Are you fucking Marie?

No. No, no, no.

I'm not fucking
her, it's not like that.

You're fucking Marie?!

Keep your voice
down, it's not like that,

I'm not fucking her.

It's more than that.

More than what?

Are you, like...
involved with her?

As a friend...

This is great, man.

I'm so happy for you.

This is serious! I'm
in serious trouble!

She has no idea she's
living in my house.

Don't let this get all
tangled in your head, man.

This is great news.

You found someone.

And I can tell you like her.

And you're getting
your house back?

It's like-

it's like every single star
is aligned for you, man.

No, you don't get it, do you?

She has no idea who I
am and when she finds out

that I've been lying to her all
this time she's never gonna want

to see me again.

I lied to her about my house,
I lied to her about my job,

I lied to her
about where I live.

I lied to her about everything.

It's creepy, man.

Do you like this woman?

Yes.

This is what you do.

You sit her down
and tell her the truth.

She'll understand.

Now, what do I
do about the will?

Do I give it to
my cousin or not?

Once he gets it they'll
void that sale in a heartbeat.

I don't know.

You have to know, brother.

Fine.

Go ahead.

Bruno, we have had
enough of your antics.

We want our horse back.

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

Cut the crap.

What horse?

What the hell is this about?

You know perfectly
well what this is about.

You stole our golden horse

and my wife can't
stop talking about it.

Now is really not a good time.

Not a good time?

Where is our goddamn horse?

Mr. Black, you don't wanna
be having this conversation

with me right now.

That piece carries a
very significant meaning

for my wife and I
will fight you for it.

She had it shipped
from Mongolia.

Mongolia?

Mongolia!

And what exactly makes you
think that I would give a shit?

That horse is the
ugliest fucking thing

I've ever seen in my life.

I wouldn't want it
anywhere near me!

What's going on out here?

Uh, nothing, mom.

It's ok, you can go back inside.

What's the fuss?

The fuss is that your
son stole our golden horse

and I'm here to pick it up.

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

Oh, you too?

So you're in on this lie, too?

How dare you call me a liar?

If we have to explore
a legal avenue

I will put you
people in jail for this.

You're the one who should
be in jail, Gerard Black.

Excuse me?

You heard me.

You're the one
committing crimes here,

building a fortune on the backs

of hundreds of
hard-working people

struggling to pay their rent
on your overpriced properties

all over the island.

I have a legitimate business.

But that wasn't
enough for you, was it?

You had to go after my son.

The man who took
your daughter for his wife

and loved her with all his
heart until the day she died

and never betrayed
her, not once.

And you waited until my
son was down on his knees

and went after him like
some horrible act of revenge,

and for what?

Because he stood by her

and took care of her when
you and Nancy couldn't.

You disowned your own daughter.

If that's not a crime
I don't know what is.

Now listen to me, Gerard.

I don't want your golden horse.

I haven't got your golden horse.

Now get the fuck
off my property!

Whatever shenanigans
you've been up to, Bruno,

it's gotta stop
right this minute.

Do I make myself clear?

Mmmhmm.

Hi.

Hey.

Oh.

House looks good.

Thank you.

I want you to meet Miguel.

Marie, is there
somewhere we can talk?

There are the drinks.

I probably won't stay for long.

Miguel, meet Bruno.

Miguel, Bruno.

My baby step-brother.

Bruno.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you. I've
heard a lot about you.

No, in all seriousness I
want to take a moment

to remind you all how
far this woman has come.

Yes.

When Marie first became
my sister and my friend-

Yes.

Years ago, she
was still a student.

She was juggling two
jobs, her mom was sick,

she had just started
her writing career,

she couldn't stop smoking pot...

And- and you used to say

"I think I'll one day take
shelter in the forest".

I know.

Which was so weird
and we thought was crazy

and now we get our comeuppance
because look at this place.

We all do. We all do.

You have a beautiful new house.

It's so good to
have you guys here.

And you deserve it,

so I'm gonna break
this bottle right now

and say congratulations.

Thank you.

Go write a goddamn book!

Oh god.

That will kill her.

I'm... uh...

Look, what it essentially states
is that the sale of the house

has been nullified

so you have to, uh, vacate
the premises within two weeks.

I don't understand.

What- what does this mean?

Bruno.

What're you doing here?

The fuck?

What's this?

Why is your name
on this court order?

Can someone explain
what's going on?

You got your house back, Bruno.

Congratulations.

What is he talking about?

Unfortunately this
house is Bruno's property.

He was wrongfully evicted
but now it's been all cleared up.

Is this a joke?

Say something!

I- I don't...

Why did you think you
had to hide this from me?

When- when I...
you... you see, my wife-

You're married?

No! No.

She's dead.

She died.

She died. Two years ago.

Here.

This was her house.

This was where we lived.

Just please, just
leave right now.

Marie, please.

None of this is
what it seems like.

Can you please just go?

I know it doesn't
make any sense but-

You heard what she said.

Get out.

Please, just leave.

Get out.

Jesus.

Is this a bad dream?

It could be, you're
on a lot of pain killers.

What're you doing here?

Well, at the moment I'm
taking your blood pressure.

Lift?

Ok.

I'm sorry about our date.

Oh, you don't- you don't have
to worry about that right now.

I was a jerk.

Yeah, you were.

My shift is ending, ok?

You're gonna be in
really good hands here.

I'll see you around, Bruno.

I drove myself into that tree.

I know.

I did it on purpose.

I know.

I did that once.

You did?

Really?

Yeah. Really.

Why would you drive
yourself into a tree?

You know, I guess my life
had just gotten that shitty.

You know, I hate to
break it to you Bruno,

but uh, you don't have
a monopoly on grief.

He's awake.

Oh. Good.

Yeah.

He's alright. Head on in.

Oh.

There he is.

Oh, thank you, Jesus!

Lookin' good, son.

Oh...

Can you talk? Say something.

You're in the hospital.

Do you know who we are?

Can you tell us what happened?

Do you want a counsellor? Hmm?

You put him back to sleep.

Oh, fine.

I'll just keep my
mouth shut then.

God forbid a
mother should worry.

Your mother is lending
you her electric blanket.

Are you sure you wanna do this?

Yeah. I just want it over with.

Don't- don't- get the fuck out!

Oh!

Are you ok?

Yeah.

My lunch.

Fuck. Fuck.

Watch your feet.

Ok, let's get outta here, dude.

Let's go.

Watch your foot!
Watch your foot, dude!

Let's get out of here!

Go, go, go, go, go!

I told you to stay
away from her!

Get in! Get in! Get in!

Leave us the fuck alone!

Alright, shit I dropped my keys!

Dude.

You shoulda seen your face, man.

It was fuckin' classic, man.

Whooo!

Oh man.

Oh man, the things
one does for you.

Wanna come inside,
grab some breakfast?

Alright.

See you around, brother.

Thanks for your help.

Can I ask you something?

When was the last time
you came into my house?

I don't know.

Think about it.

I don't know.

I don't remember.

That's because it
was over a year ago.

Ok, what's your point?

My point is I just invited
you in for breakfast

and you answered with a grunt.

I'm sorry buddy, now's
just not a good time for me.

Ok, so when would
be a good time?

What're you getting at?

What's your problem?

My problem is you've been in
some kind of personal meltdown

for two years now,
do you realize that?

Forgive me for losing my wife.

Oh, Jesus. Here we go, man.

What the hell is that
supposed to mean?

Are you serious?!

Dude, are you fucking serious?!

I'm just trying to get a gauge
of just how deluded you are.

Do you not realize you've
been talking about Lydia's death

for two years like it
happened yesterday?

Fuck you.

No, dude-

What the hell are you doing?

Are you outta your fuckin' mind?

Give me the key.

No.

No, you need to
hear me out, bro.

We're all getting a little
tired of the long face.

I lost my house.

And then you got it back.

You got back your ocean
front, custom-made bungalow

and now you're angry
for something else!

Because I hurt someone
I was starting to love!

Go find her, dude!

Do something!

But please, for the love of God,

don't just sit around
for another two years

lamenting how you
lost another person.

Don't go on and on
blaming this and that,

and blaming me
for trying to help!

I never said that.

Well, you thought it.

Huh?

You thought it.

Oh, Felix and
his brilliant ideas.

Cuco, what kinda
cousin is that, right?

We're all so
desperate to help you

it's hard to figure
out which way to go.

Now I want you
to buck the fuck up,

put a fake smile on your
face, and come inside

for a decent meal
with my family, ok?

Ok.

Hi, I'm home.

Hey.

Hey, bumper sticker.

Oh, hi!

Bruno.

Hello, Cascade.

It is so good to see you.

Are you staying for breakfast?

Absolutely.

Beautiful.

Let me get you some coffee.

Hello?

Hi.

Marie?

Yeah?

Can I come in?

Of course.

Hi.

Hi.

I just want to talk.

Ok.

Look, uh, I know-

I know it's hard to understand
and I don't expect you to.

What I did was inexcusable.

I designed and built this house

alongside the most
important person in my life

and the way that it was
later taken from me was-

was not right and I
wanted it back, really bad.

So... I made some
terrible choices.

I fucked up, Marie.

I mean, I...

I guess I just didn't
count on meeting you.

But you did.

And yet you couldn't meet me.

I was confused. Very confused.

It's easy to be confused when
you can't see past your nose.

Look, the house is yours.

I'm gonna go
straight to the lawyers

and iron this whole thing out.

They- they don't
have to nullify the sale-

Bruno.

The house, the house is yours.

I don't need your house.

I don't want it.

My house is my own.

Where are you gonna go?

I'm gonna go write my book.

Of course.

Of course.

You're so lost, man.

I really do hope you
find yourself somewhere.

I'm so, so sorry.

I love you.

Changes can always
be made, of course.

What I was trying to do was-

Yes, there's no
need to explain this.

Better late than never, I guess.

Congratulations.

Oh, hi Bruno.

Hey, Rita.

How's it going?

Hangin' in there.

I heard you got your house back.

That is the best news.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

Look, I uh, never got
the chance to thank you

for taking care of me.

It really made the difference.

You're a really good
nurse, you know.

I mean that.

Thanks for saying that.

So how're you doing?

I'm good. I'm good.

It's actually my last
day at the market here.

Really? Why?

I got a job.

As a nurse.

I'm moving to New York.

New York.

Wow. Fantastic.

Yeah, thanks.

I'm really looking forward
to the change of scenery,

change of pace.

New city, new life, you know?

Wow.

I've never been to New York.

Yeah.

Congratulations.

Well, thanks.

Will that be all for you today?

Actually, uh...

Oh, of course.

These.

Times eight.

It's just easier.

Anyways.

Hey.

The following pages,
beloved reader,

are an invitation.

Over the years I've learned
a thing or two about writing

and it may surprise you to
know that most of the lessons

that are still with me
come not from other books

or flawless mentors.

They come from moss.

Yes, moss.

That infinitely
humble film of green

that quietly
blankets our forests.

Mosses, as beautiful as
beautiful as they may be,

don't speak our language.

They don't experience
the world the way we do,

so in order to understand them

I've had to adopt
a different strategy.

I've had to engage
in a conversation.

Not just listening,
not just talking,

but a conversation.

That's how we learn
about each other's stories.

By watching each other's
way of traveling through life.

That is a real dialogue,

one where each listener allows

for the other's story
to be told in full.

Stories about the
huge and the tiny,

the light and the dark,
the fear and the joy,

the past and the present.

That is a conversation I
invite you to have with me here.

That is the leap I'm
inviting you to take.