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♪ Ooh, bop ♪

♪ No, you're never gonna get it ♪

Good morning.

- ♪ Never, ever gonna get it ♪
- ♪ No, not this time ♪

♪ No, you're never gonna get it ♪

♪ Now you promise me the moon and stars ♪

You were so good.

How good was Fleuron? I told you.

Carolyn.

I need the updated book
for the Milan show.

- Working on it.
- Okay, bring it to my desk. Thank you.

Good morning, guys.

♪ I just sit back and watch you
Make a fool of yourself ♪

♪ Ooh, oh ♪

♪ 'Cause you're just wasting your time
Oh ♪

- ♪ No, you're never gonna get it ♪
- ♪ Not this time ♪

- ♪ Never, ever gonna get it ♪
- ♪ My love ♪

♪ No, you're never gonna get it ♪

Well, can you call our Moscow rep?

She can't close the show
for us from Russia.

Hi. I'm her assistant.

She doesn't want the flowers.
Will you take them back?

No, she told me at the casting
there were no problems with her visa.

♪ No way ♪

♪ Never gonna get it, never gonna get it ♪

♪ Never gonna get it ♪

♪ W-Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪

♪ Never gonna get it, never gonna get it ♪

♪ Never gonna get it ♪

♪ Never get it ♪

♪ Ooh, bop ♪

Uh, why is she dressed like a pilgrim?

It's an officer's uniform
from the Continental Army.

You know what I mean. Colonial times.

It's an homage to the birth
of our democracy, but it's chic.

Uh, we would obviously be featuring
A-list celebrities,

and think of the access.

I mean, John's just about
the only person on the planet

who could pick up the phone
and call anyone

from Saddam Hussein to Heather Locklear.

Well, I don't know about that.

Uh, maybe even Daryl Hannah, huh? Yeah?

She looked pretty good as a mermaid.

Maybe we could put her
in a sexy Salem witch outfit.

- That'd bank some ad dollars.
- Uh-huh.

So you can see it then, right?

All the fun and innovative ways
that we could market this.

I mean, the options and Rolodex
are endless.

Look.

It's one thing for people to be sitting
at home watching the news,

reading the paper,

but I just don't see a world
in which they're going out of their way

to buy a magazine about politics.

But that's because politics
has always been presented the same way,

which is just a bunch of old guys

falling asleep on C-SPAN.

I genuinely believe
that with the right marketing,

we can get people as engaged with politics
as they are pop culture or the NFL.

Hmm.

Where are you in all this?

I mean, let's be honest here,
that's the real selling point.

If you did this magazine
like Martha Stewart Living,

you put yourself on every cover,
that's a different story.

And some free advice
from people actually in the business,

your brand's only as strong as its name.

Calling the magazine George
after George Washington

makes it feel like homework.

I'm gonna do another Malbec.

Oh, oh!

There she is.

My wife was in the neighborhood.
I told her to pop by.

Hope that's all right.

That's fine.

"In the neighborhood."
They live in Rye.

You know, it was so obvious that
these guys had already made up their minds

before they even stepped foot
in the restaurant.

It's, like… Why waste everybody's time?

Because they wanna be seen
having lunch with you.

You could have pitched them
a magazine about hot dogs,

and they would have taken the meeting.

And a part of you
has to be okay with that.

Because, no offense,

this magazine does not come to fruition
without your celebrity.

Oh, really? I hadn't heard.

Look, I get it.
You wanna be taken seriously.

You wanna make your mark before you…

Before what?

I hadn't thought that far ahead.

That's all you think about. That's why
you never know where anything is.

Is this the hand cream or the soap?

You know, I just wanna create something
of my own from the ground up.

I just think that if anyone
can bridge the divide

between politics and pop culture, it's me.

Speaking of things coming together…

you're not proposing, are you?

What? To Daryl?

I forgot I have to be more specific
when it comes to your love life.

Daryl was seen buying a wedding dress
in a thrift shop in Santa Monica.

I just thought it seemed weirdly specific.

You're supposed to be a refuge
from all this noise and bullshit.

Oh, my God. I'm sorry.
I didn't know that was my role.

- Fuck off.
- No. Please let me try again.

Mr. Kennedy. Uh, I have your sister
on the phone from Cornell Hospital.

Calvin has to push the meeting
with Creative to 2:00.

Apparently,
there's some kind of emergency.

Do you think you should be reading
tabloids while you're at work?

It's People.

Honey, I know you don't care,

but my astrologer
did see John and Daryl fighting

at a Halloween store in the village, like,
screaming at each other.

And she also said
they're both Sagittariuses,

which is, like, Jesus, take the wheel.

Yeah, well, I'm a Capricorn, so we
probably wouldn't have fared much better.

Also, maybe it's people like
your astrologer peddling gossip about them

that's the problem.

Maybe if people left them alone,
they'd thrive.

You know, I know you're trying to
take the high road, but I don't want to.

- Is that the press packet?
- Yeah.

I love having to compile favorable
press clippings for him each week

in order to justify the entirety
of the publicity department.

Well, I know he increased your clothing
allowance when you got that promotion.

I do not feel bad for you.

Black paper clips.

I couldn't find any.

There's a Staples on 57th and 3rd.

- Seriously?
- He's fired people for a whole lot less,

and I would rather
not lose you as an assistant.

Okay, let's scrap this.
He hates full-body shots.

He thinks he has chicken legs.

And let's ditch
the New York Magazine piece.

- He doesn't like being compared to Ralph.
- Lauren?

No, Macchio.

The Karate Kid.

You know what my dad told your father

- before we got married?
- Mmm?

"Keep her riding
and she'll always be in a good mood."

See, I wish we would've known that.

We would have installed
a riding ring in your apartment.

Still, I recommend

you stay on two feet for a while.

You said you had a headache
before you were thrown from the horse.

Were you experiencing any other symptoms?

No, I was just tired,

but I didn't have much of an appetite,
so I didn't eat breakfast,

which is probably where
all of this started in the first place.

And as far as lifestyle?

I'm as healthy as can be.
I don't eat sweets. I exercise every day.

Sometimes twice a day.

- Mom.
- She smokes.

This is just retribution for making her
meet with a nutritionist during recess.

Yes, thank you again
for neutralizing my sweet tooth

at such a young and impressionable age.

We'll need to keep you overnight.
As a precaution. Monitor your vitals--

No, thank you.
I will not sleep a wink in this place.

And what I need is a good night's rest.

If you do insist on leaving,
you'll need to sign discharge papers

stating that you left
against the medical--

I've spent my fair share of time
in hospitals. I know how it works.

Of course.
I'll be back to check on you in a bit.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, Dr. Moore.

Thank you.

Why don't you and Maurice head
to the cafeteria? I'd love a cup of tea.

You think that will be enough time
for him to relay

all your reservations about the magazine?

- Why don't you and I go get some tea?
- And miss the fireworks?

Please try to maintain inside voices.

Well, I'm just trying to understand why
you'd wanna join the ranks of an industry

that's profited
off our family's misfortune for years.

Generations, actually.

Why is it any different from you working
at Doubleday, or Caroline writing books?

Those are genuine interests of ours
that we've cultivated over years.

And this idea is seemingly out of nowhere.

And you finally passed the bar exam.
I mean, I just think you should--

Dad wanted to be a journalist. I mean,
before Grandpa roped him into politics.

Is that what all this is about?

Wanting to feel closer to your dad?
Come here.

No. I'm just saying that, like,
my interest isn't entirely out of nowhere.

If Caroline wanted to start a magazine,
no one would bat an eye at it.

I'm just… Can't stand by
waiting for my life to start.

I'm 33 years old.

When Dad was my age,
he was a father, a best-selling author,

a congressman, and a war hero.

Yeah. But it's like you said,
he didn't really have a choice.

And I can tell you,

success isn't all that triumphant
when it's expected of you.

Now, will you please
break me out of this place?

The brawl culminated
in blows being exchanged.

Marky Mark was said to have punched

Maverick record label talent scout,
Guy Oseary.

The fight spilled out onto the streets
but was eventually broken up by party--

Who picks a fight with Madonna?

Well, he also allegedly called a member
of her entourage a homophobic slur.

Whoa, wait a sec.
He only called the guy a homo.

I'm just saying,
I think we all assumed he meant faggot.

Yeah, he's practically Harvey Milk.

All right, settle down.
You know what I meant.

He's a loudmouth rapper from Boston.

People don't give a shit
if he's politically correct or not.

And therefore, neither should we?
That's a hell of a mission statement.

The campaign is a cultural phenomenon,
and we're just getting out of the red.

I don't think we can afford to kick him
out of bed over a drunken indiscretion.

Careful there, Todd.
You're sounding a little gay.

It might not be our call.

According to his team,
Mark feels the underwear campaign

has overshadowed
his burgeoning rap career.

I didn't realize Marky Mark and the Funky
Bunch were plotting global domination.

They also said

that he doesn't like all the attention

that the campaign has brought him
from gay men.

Are you kidding me?

I mean, he did everything short of
dry-humping the runway at the LA show.

Did he think all those men in the crowd
were just huge fans of shitty hip-hop?

Well, the partnership
has clearly become untenable,

so we need to replace him
quickly and seamlessly,

and let's also issue a statement
condemning his bullshit.

Uh, will you be issuing
that statement personally or…

No.

So, who do we like to replace him?

We have Brad Pitt, Jason Priestley,
Keanu Reeves.

No, no, no.

I don't wanna get involved
with another established celebrity.

I want someone who our customers
can bestow their fantasies onto.

I want a fresh face

that will instantly ingrain itself
into the public consciousness.

You plucked Kate Moss from obscurity.

If anyone can mint a star, it's you.

- You catch that little dig?
- Ugh.

He knows full well
that I'm the one that fought for Kate.

Who he compared to a teenage boy,
by the way.

I know, but you can't let him rattle you.
In fact, I think it probably turns him on.

Telling me to settle down?
Go fuck yourself.

Can you imagine if Kate called someone
a faggot and assaulted them?

She'd be crucified.

That or young girls everywhere
would be committing hate crimes.

Anyway, I'll see you tonight?

Yes, I'll be peddling your book
like my life depends on it.

Thank you.

I'm gonna have to go smuggle
a model out of Moscow.

Oh, you're doing God's work.

Amen.

Welcome to Heart of the City.
I'm John Kennedy.

Clean air, less traffic, adequate housing,

those are some of the things
that New Yorkers only dream about.

But some New Yorkers aren't--

Get the fuck out of the way, asshole.

Cut!

Let's take five, everybody.

Get out of the street.

Sorry about that, John.

Sure you don't wanna use that?

We are highlighting
the wonders of the city.

- You're doing great, by the way.
- Really? I feel like I'm in my head.

No, no. I would tell you.

Okay.

Okay, guys.
Onto the next setup.

Hey, superstar.

What are you doing here?

The table read got postponed,
so I thought I'd come see you in action.

Well, I don't know
how entertained you're gonna be.

I love that I get to be the one
behind the camera for once.

Excuse me. Can I get you anything,
Ms. Hannah? Uh, coffee or tea?

I'd love some candy, actually,
anything sour.

Huge fan.

This is the whole crew?

Yeah, we're just shooting a thing for PBS.

I love it. It reminds me of my early days
doing guerrilla shoots and no permits.

Sound guys also doing the lighting.

It's what real filmmaking
should feel like. A community.

What are you writing?

I'm just tinkering with the script.

Can I hear it?

It's not like a monologue or anything.
I'm just, uh, talking about the city.

I know, but you're still on camera
delivering lines. You still have to emote.

I'm fine.

Are you mad at me or something?

No. No, I'm just trying to focus.

Just thought you might want my input
since I'm an actual actor.

What the fuck?

Did they follow you here?

No. Maybe it was the giant film crew
that tipped them off.

- You just said how small it was.
- All right, I'm gonna go.

Listen, I'm sorry, all right?

I'm just trying to focus
and do a good job.

You're incapable of doing a bad one.

See you back at home?

Yeah, I have an event tonight.
It's a work thing.

You'd tear your hair out,
but I'll see you after.

Yeah.

Maybe just give them a couple
of good shots on your way out,

- see if they'll fuck off?
- Okay.

Thank you.

Daryl, this way! This way, please!

Hi.

Daryl, thank you.

Right this way. Yeah, one more, please?

♪ If you ever get close to a human ♪

♪ And human behavior ♪

♪ Be ready, be ready to get confused ♪

Hi.

Insane.

♪ And me and my hereafter ♪

♪ There's definitely, definitely
Definitely no logic ♪

♪ To human behavior ♪

- Oh, hi.
- Hi. Gorgeous.

So gorgeous.

♪ And me and my fear cannot ♪

♪ And there is no map ♪

♪ Uncertain ♪

Okay.

Is that for me?

You know,
I was hoping you wouldn't notice me.

It's hard not to.

This feels like one of those nightmares
when you show up to school

and realize you're naked.

Except you're getting paid

'cause unlike everybody else,
people actually wanna see you naked.

We should all be so lucky.

Why didn't you tell me
you were working this?

They don't really tell us
what the events are.

They just give us a time and an address
and a pair of underwear.

Plus, I try not to make it a habit
to call someone

after I left them, like, 50 voicemails.

I know. I'm sorry, I am.
Work's been crazy.

No, you know what? It's fine.
You should get back to the party.

Hey, I'm working too.

- Really?
- Mmm.

Then why don't you take off
all of your clothes and grab a tray?

For what it's worth,

I think there's about five men in
this city that can pull off that uniform.

I'll see you later, yeah?

Yeah.

- Congratulations.
- God bless her.

She did it all by herself.
I had nothing to do with it.

No?

Relax, John. She's here.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- How are you?
- Good.

- It's nice to see you.
- Yeah, you too.

I didn't realize
Kelly was a photographer as well.

Yeah, you know, I don't think
she actually took any of the photos.

I think she more curated them.

Sorry, I wanted to
come over earlier, but I have--

No, it's fine. I'm sure
you have a lot of hands to shake.

You really know
how to make an entrance, by the way.

Although I'm not gonna lie,
I was sort of hoping it was Prince.

Oh! Is Prince supposed to show tonight?

Do you think Prince RSVPs?

That's a good point.

- Did you get my flowers?
- Which ones?

Well, you wouldn't call me back.

There wasn't much to say. It was one date.

I know. I just, um… I feel terrible
about how everything transpired, and I--

Yeah, it's fine.
Multiple bouquets of flowers to my office

was really not necessary.

Did you like 'em at least?

Calvin only allows
white orchids in the office,

and my apartment's
basically death row for vegetation.

I just… I can't seem to function
knowing that you hate me.

I don't know you well enough to hate you.

Daryl and I were not together
when you and I met--

You don't have to do this. Seriously.

It's not like you bamboozled me.
I knew what I was signing up for.

- Well, what does that mean?
- It means there's your world…

And then there's mine
that I inhabit with everyone else.

Look, I'm gonna…
It was nice to see you. Enjoy the party.

Wait a second.

Carolyn. Carolyn.

John, you have a girlfriend.

Okay? And I don't have to turn on the TV
or open a newspaper to know that.

You two are everywhere.

It's like we're all living
in the John and Daryl fun house.

Look, she came back into my life
in this very weird time,

- and we have a lot of history together.
- You don't…

You don't have to defend
your relationship to me. I get it.

There's obviously a reason you two
keep finding a way back to each other.

Plus, she understands this weird fishbowl
that you live in.

If I were you,
I wouldn't want to throw that away either,

so let's just be friends.

Whatever stress or guilt you're feeling,
you're absolved. I promise.

I just wish I could explain to you

how even the simplest things
can become so complicated for me.

How badly I wish I was someone else
when I met you.

It is what it is.

I'll see you around.

Good night.

May I?

Just ask me for a cigarette.

Ugh! Absolutely not. It's disgusting.

You're scared
your husband's gonna catch you?

Please. Look at him.

I wanna do some modeling some time.

I swear to God, they need a program
for the partners of recovering addicts

and how to cope
with their newfound sanctimony.

The other day he lectured me
on the pitfalls of a Diet Coke.

I saw you talking to John earlier.
How was that?

It was fine.

What, do I need to hang you
out the window? Give me some details.

We're just gonna be friends,

which we should've done
from the beginning.

You don't wanna be his friend.

Either way, that ship has sailed,
and I don't blame him.

He's dating a beautiful movie star.
What's not to love?

Well, look, I love John,

but there's a lot of trade-offs
to being with someone like that.

I mean, there's a rush walking into a room
with someone everyone wants to talk to,

feeling like: "Of all the people they
could have on their arm, they chose me.

I must be fascinating too."

But at the end of the day,
they never really choose you, you know.

Not in the way that you wish they would.

Shiny people like that,
they belong to everyone.

All I'm saying is it's better to be adored

than enamored.

I suppose when I was growing up,
as you can imagine,

and I had some lessons,
and the very first lesson I had…

Oh, my God. Hey!

I'm just grabbing some more
rolling papers. You need anything?

Yeah. I mean, we didn't see…

- Hey, brother.
- How's it going?

I think something's up with your stove.
I'm just getting, like, a ton of gas.

Oh, yes.

Maybe turn off the stove first?

Right. Good looking out.
Would fucking suck to blow up.

Babe, you're here.
I think you know everyone. Uh…

Oh, wait, this is my friend Shandra
from the retreat I did in Peru.

She's the one
who knows your cousin, Bobby.

How do you know him again?

Uh, I guess technically Riverkeeper.

Would you guys mind not…

Oh, sorry.

Was it like a family thing?
The event tonight?

No. Why?

I just didn't know if maybe
your mom and sister were there,

and that's why you didn't invite me.

You need to stop with this narrative
that you're like persona non grata, okay?

It's not true.

Babe, you have Kennedy
memorabilia everywhere.

It's not memorabilia, Daryl.

These are not baseball cards.
They're family heirlooms.

Well, can you hang out for a little?
You've been out all night.

Exactly. I'm exhausted.

From your work event?
You don't even have a job right now.

Maybe give me a heads-up the next time
you wanna have people over at my place.

- Your place? I live here too, John.
- Oh, my God!

Do you ever notice
how quickly it becomes your place

anytime anything
remotely inconvenient happens?

Remotely inconvenient? I don't even know
who half these people are.

Yeah, 'cause you don't make
an effort to get to know them!

I'm sorry.
Why don't we get Shandra over here,

and we can blow some lines
off my dad's inaugural address?

I'm gonna crash.
It was nice to see you all.

- Hi.
- Should we go?

No, no, stay.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah, he's just tired, you know.

No, stay.

- That was so rude!
- You're right.

Please apologize to the coke den
in my living room for my behavior.

I'm not sleeping here tonight if you're
just gonna act like a fucking asshole.

Apparently I won't be sleeping here
tonight either,

so please let me know
where you're gonna go.

Why did you wanna get back together again
if you're just gonna act like this?

You came back to me.

On the condition of a clean slate,
which you agreed to.

And yet every time I look at you,
your mind is clearly someplace else.

All I want is for you to need me
as much as I need you.

I don't even know what that means.

That's because you're repressed, John.

Like, I say this with love, but between
your lineage and your heritage,

you're like the poster child
for emotional avoidance.

- Between my lineage and my heritage?
- Yes.

Oh, my God. This, what we're doing
in front of your friends right now,

is exactly how we end up on the cover
of People magazine every week.

Who cares? I'm trying to
talk to you about real life!

Our relationship becoming
a global punch line is real life, Daryl,

and if you can't see that,
then I don't really know what to tell you!

♪ Cross over ♪

♪ And turn ♪

Hey, did they let you keep that uniform?

Ow!

That didn't hurt.
Didn't you play football in high school?

So?

So you're supposed to be tough.

Why do you always like to do that?

- What? Pinch you?
- Mm-hmm.

- I don't know. Do I do that often?
- Uh, yeah.

I guess I didn't really notice.

No, that's not… That's not true. I, um…

When I was little,
I was playing hide-and-go-seek

with my sister and her friends, and I was
hiding in this little compartment

in my stepdad's entertainment unit,
you know, by the TV, and…

all of a sudden I started having
all these really dark thoughts

that something bad had happened to them.

And I got scared, so I climbed out, and…

they were all just sitting there making
friendship bracelets. Like, they all just…

They all just stopped looking for me,
and no one said anything, and I lost it.

And I started hyperventilating, and my mom
was trying to calm me down, and…

She just kept telling me to pinch her arm.

I think she wanted to have me
focus on something else.

Eventually I stopped crying.

Well, if that was me,
I would've never stopped looking for you.

- I'm gonna get a water.
- I can get it for you.

No, no. It's fine. Thank you.

You okay?

Yeah.

John, tell me what it was
about Governor Florio and his record

that seemed to have resulted
in his winning the award this year.

Well, for this year, the award
was given on the basis…

- You ready?
- …of the governor's stand on gun--

Yep.

What?

What if we did a little shopping?

So, uh, are we allowed to be in here
on the weekends?

No, I'm serious. What happens
if somebody walks through that door,

- then what are we gonna do?
- We split up and run like hell.

What shoe size are you?

Thirteen.

Yeah.

Why are you doing this for me? Hmm?

'Cause you're a good person and
you deserve more than you think you do.

Plus you gotta dress for the part
you want, not the part you have, right?

I still know a few of their moves.

Oh, Jesus.

Don't act like you're not impressed.

What's the opposite of an aphrodisiac?

I don't know. What is it?

Come on.

I read in the trades you're gonna be
working with Ann-Margret?

- Yeah.
- How cool.

Your mother isn't feeling well.

She'll be taking dinner in her room,
but she sends her regrets.

- John.
- Yeah.

Daryl!

Daryl!

Have you ever asked yourself
why your mother doesn't like me?

Well, she does like you. She's just--

Why she might have a tainted perception
towards famous blonde actresses?

- Doesn't take Freud to connect the dots.
- Are you really gonna do this now?

She wants you to choose her.
She wants you to find your Jackie. Not--

You barely even know her.

And whose fault is that?

Daryl.

Daryl, come on.

Thank you, Eugie.

Is she gone yet?

What are you doing?

I can't stick around anymore hoping you're
gonna change or start to give a shit.

Give a shit?
What do you think I'm doing here?

It's not enough to just show up, John.

You have to actually be with me
when we're together.

What is it that you're waiting for?

What is it
that I haven't proved to you yet?

No one is gonna love you
the way that I love you, John, okay?

No one is gonna be able to put up
with all the cameras and the tabloids

and your family.

And I mean, say what you will, but there's
a reason the public is so invested in us.

It's because they know we have
something worth paying attention to.

And you know, we've talked about

how I feel like work has been
kinda drying up for me.

Maybe that's just the universe
making space for us.

For me to be more to you
in this next chapter of your life.

Are you even still in love with me?

Of course I love you.

I'm done.

'Cause I won't accept
your marriage proposal

when we're at each other's throats?

'Cause it's been five years, John.

If you wanted to marry me, you would have.

If you really believe that,
why'd your friends tell the press

- our engagement was imminent?
- What are you talking about?

The convenient details
of your wedding dress.

What, did you think you'd get through
to me via the tabloids?

See, this is where your family
has fucked with your head.

Not everything is a ploy, John,
or an angle,

or some machination of the Kennedy court.

Where are you going?

Back to LA.

I don't want you to leave.
I wanna work through this.

I'll be back in a few days.

What, are you just gonna leave him?

You need to ask yourself
what it is you really want.

Not your family, not what
you think people want, what you want.

Can you confirm he's been submitted?

It's the biggest modeling campaign
in the world. My dad submitted it.

Okay, just do me a favor
and flag his headshot for Calvin.

Wow, really done a 180
on this relationship, huh?

I just think he'd be right for it. I mean,
you said it yourself, he's gorgeous.

Oh!

So this is just
strictly professional then?

- Jules.
- What are you doing with this guy?

You look very familiar.
Where would I know you from?

Uh…

I'm not sure.

Wow, looks like you have
quite a few notes there.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Oh, some of them are just
words of encouragement.

Hmm. I don't recall getting any of those
when you gave me notes on my book.

That's because praise
makes you horribly uncomfortable.

Have you ever thought about writing one?

- A memoir?
- Mmm.

No, absolutely not.

And what you told
the authors you work with,

it's an opportunity to make sense
of the past and reclaim the narrative?

Some of them, yes, but not everyone's past
should be revisited.

Do you ever think about
what your life might have looked like

if you married somebody else?

I did marry somebody else.

I know, you still have his last name.

I wasn't talking about Ari.

Do you know you never called him that
until after he died?

Our entire marriage, you refused to
call him anything other than Mr. Onassis.

I already had a father

who didn't parade us around the Greek
islands like he won us at an auction.

And that was because I think we needed it.

Whether you or the rest of the world
liked it or not.

Do you ever think about what if you had
married somebody other than Dad?

Just lived a normal life.

I think we both know if anyone
had offered me anything normal,

I would have been bored to death.

Even knowing what you know now?

About some of the choices he made.

All relationships
have their disappointments.

It's just a matter of how you're let down.

What, you don't think
your relationship has drawbacks?

No, I don't. You might, but I didn't need
the same things that you did.

I've been nothing but supportive
of your relationship.

You acquiesced to my relationship.

What? That was because
I wanted to make sure

you were marrying for the right reasons.

What possible ulterior motive
could I have had marrying Ed?

Well, exactly. You made a stable choice.

God forbid I choose a man
I could actually depend on.

At any rate, your brother,
he was more overt at pressing my buttons.

But you, mmm…

You weren't exactly an apple-polisher.

Not everything we do
is in reaction to you,

the same way your varied love life
wasn't only a reaction to your mother.

At the end of the day, your wounds
informed your choices just as mine did.

And once I realized that Ed was the right
one for you, I shut my mouth, didn't I?

I think you fail to contextualize
who I was raised by.

I mean, you know your grandmother,
but you don't know my mother.

Her only dream for me was to become
the most beautiful accessory

to the most coveted man.

And I think… Well, I think
I exceeded those expectations.

But I do realize that I've…

might've gone about it
in the wrong way at times.

But I did have your best interests
in mind, sweetheart.

I know.

Do you?

I know, Mom.

I do need notes on my latest draft,
by the way.

Delivery guy didn't want them.

White orchids.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Are we still good for lunch?

Yeah. No, I'm-I'm starving.

Those can stay at my desk.

Come on, Hank. Come, this way.

- Can I get your autograph?
- Oh, um… Sure.

Thanks, John.

You're welcome.

Hank, Hank.

Hank.

Hank!

I'm so sorry. I understand. I…

I'm on the next flight out.

Oh, I had to wait for the ashes.

All right, listen, my car is downstairs,
okay? I'll see you soon.

Oh, hello, sweetheart.
It's Mommy.

Well, I just… I was checking in to see…

Well, I haven't spoken to you since
you left so abruptly the other night.

Anyways, call me, all right?

Very good. Bye.

♪ It'll take a little time ♪

♪ Might take a little crime
To come undone now ♪

♪ We'll try to stay blind ♪

♪ To the hope and fear outside ♪

♪ Hey, child ♪

♪ Stay wilder than the wind ♪

♪ And blow me in to cry ♪

♪ Who do you need, who do you love ♪

♪ When you come undone? ♪

♪ Who do you need, who do you love ♪

♪ When you come undone? ♪

♪ Lost in a snow-filled sky ♪

♪ We'll make it all right
To come undone now ♪

♪ We'll try to stay blind ♪

♪ To the hope and fear outside ♪

♪ Hey, child ♪

♪ Stay wilder than the wind ♪

♪ And blow me in to cry ♪

♪ Who do you need, who do you love ♪

♪ When you come undone? ♪

♪ Who do you need, who do you love ♪

- ♪ When you come undone? ♪
- ♪ Can't ever keep from falling apart ♪

- ♪ Who do you need ♪
- ♪ Who do you need ♪

- ♪ Who do you love ♪
- ♪ Who do you love ♪

♪ Can't ever keep from falling… ♪