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What are you doing?

Making sure the salmon is absolutely fresh tonight. I do not want food

trace back to this house.

David.

Thank you for coming.

I wasn't sure you would.

I came, didn't I?

Happy birthday, sweetie.

Happy birthday.

I miss you.

How many people tonight?

75. People from my firm and the L .A. County Ethics Commission.

Ethics?

How ironic.

They're just your closest friends.

It's our birthday. We've had this party every year. No, you've had this party.

Not me.

None of these people are my friends.

And they're not really your friends either.

Anything special you want me to wear tonight? I mean, I don't want to scuttle

the charade.

Did you read the invitation?

Suit and tie.

Suit and... This is L .A.

A t -shirt is formal wear here.

Suit and tie.

There'll be a string quartet over there as everyone arrives.

Champagne fountain and Cinderella coach with mice footmen.

My colleagues invite me to their formal gathering. It's time to return the

favor.

I had your suit dry cleaned.

Shirt, shoes, and tie are laid out.

Of course they are.

You're welcome.

Still working on that salmon?

Picking the perfect shade of pink?

I have a lot to do today, David.

Well, I don't want to interrupt your to -do list.

I'm not going to fight.

You never do.

I don't live here anymore.

In case you haven't noticed.

And how is that going?

You're in the valley?

The dreaded valley.

Bel Air Avenue.

North Hollywood.

Bel Air Avenue is not north. I live in North Hollywood.

Okay.

You're living with... a friend?

An intimate friend?

Maybe.

Are you sleeping together?

Maybe.

You're not.

How do you know?

Because I know you, David.

I've known you for 15 years, ever since your sweaty hand reached out to grope me

in the theme room at Fitness Connection.

You were wearing a white towel, two blue stripes.

How do you remember all that?

I'm a lawyer. I'm paid to remember.

I'm smarter than you, and I get paid more.

You get paid a lot more.

I'm in the valet, remember?

I'm back over the hill.

You're welcome anytime.

You're back now, aren't I?

Under duress.

And I will see you. Smile and shake hands and pretend everything...

Do you have a Grindr profile now?

Entertainment purposes only.

You are kind of a whore, you know.

And you used to be kind of a whore.

I wish you still were. Maybe then we would have had sex in the last six

Well, maybe if you hadn't fucked some random guy, we would have.

You do want to fight.

You fucking cheated on me, Alex.

In our own bed.

Every time I kiss your neck, you are

depressed.

I'm going through a hard time, yes.

And the medication makes me... Impotent.

Thank you.

I fucked up.

For the 100th time, I am sorry you are hurt.

But if you're not going to have sex with me, I'm going to have sex with other

people.

You sound really sorry.

I just wanted to fuck or get fucked.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I...

It just feels so fat.

David, you are not fat.

I'm L .A. fat.

And I don't want to be the fat husband to the great lawyer guy.

You are talented.

This town wouldn't know talent if it bit them in the ball. I haven't sold a

script in two years.

Go back to playwriting.

It doesn't pay anything.

David, your industry is so fucked. They have A .I. writing Chinese soap operas.

Do you really want to sell out like that? Yes.

I'll sell out. Anybody?

Anybody? That is not you. We are fine.

No, you're fine.

You are the lawyer of the universe.

David, you are just going through a lull.

Okay? I know you are great, and... If I'm so great, why do you have a Grindr

profile?

Why haven't you introduced me to your mom?

You both know why.

You're 38 years old. Who does she think I am, a maid? She has a heart condition.

I prefer not to kill her.

It is a different culture, David.

Oh my God, you will never understand.

You're fucking other guys, aren't you?

No!

Well, I don't believe you.

You could, if you wanted it.

Do you really want to do this now?

on our birthday. You have my permission. Happy birthday.

You think this is easy for me?

Before we met, I had to work out twice as hard just to get laid half as much as

you.

I have to get more clients, make more money than any other white guy there.

Damn it.

Get me your phone.

Delete your profile.

It doesn't mean anything.

When men say it doesn't mean anything, it usually means something.

David, you have been gone three months.

You never told me where you were or who you were with.

I'm a prop for you.

You have the house, the career, the body, the husband.

You have the perfect life. Oh my God, and what is wrong with the perfect life?

Why don't you want the perfect life?

You're fucking other guys, aren't you? No.

Do you remember what happened one night when we were in bed?

I looked over at the nightstand and there was this watch.

Very expensive silver watch. Blue face.

Bulgari.

I picked it up and held it out to you and I said, Whose watch is this?

Do you remember what you said?

You said, What watch?

This watch that came off some random dude's wrist because he's just not naked

enough that he has to take his watch off too.

Fine. I will delete it.

Happy birthday.

You don't have to stay. You can go.

Is that what you want?

I don't care anymore.

Stay. Go. Do whatever you want.

Just like that.

Nothing.

What do you want?

Where are you going?

To do what?

Alex, stop.

Stop. Stop.

Look at me.

If you want me to stay, fight.

If you want to stay, fuck.

What?

Fuck. Yes.

Fuck.

Please.