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- [Brian] If religious people are so sure they're going
to this amazing place when they die,
why do they cry at funerals?
- [Jason] Maybe it's because they're secretly afraid
that though their loved one
is going to Heaven, they may not be.
- [Brian] (laughs) Or vice versa.
- [Jason] It's probably connected to why Americans spend
billions of dollars keeping their dying loved ones alive
for an extra week or two or four.
- [Brian] It's hard to say goodbye.
♪ Never can say goodbye ♪
♪ Oh, no, no, no, no ♪
(both laughing)
(gentle music)
- Hey!
- Hey. - Hi.
- Steaks'll be ready in a minute,
but, until then, I think you're really gonna like this.
- Aw, thanks for making dinner.
- I may not cook like you or Jason, but steaks,
that's my wheelhouse.
How is it?
- Mm, nice.
- Jason always made fun of me,
but there are worse ways to choose a wine
than by the graphic on the label.
- There are better ways, too.
- Oh, the craziest thing happened on the way home today.
I ordered a Lyft.
The car pulls up, I get in,
and the driver is Debbie Barnes.
Debbie Barnes.
She won the Tony Award for Best Supporting Actress
in a musical and did that sitcom that lasted
about four episodes, and then she totally disappeared.
(laughs) Like Jason always said,
you better enjoy it while you can.
Hey, you okay?
- Mm, yeah.
- You don't like the wine?
- Oh, no, it's nice.
It's better than nice.
- To us.
- Look, I've been thinking about us.
- Yeah?
Given more thought to us moving in together?
- In a way.
- And?
- You are a terrific guy, Brian.
- This isn't about us moving in together, is it?
- Not exactly.
But that conversation started me thinking,
made me look at things honestly.
- Are you, are you breaking up with me?
- It's not you.
- It's you.
- No, it's Jason.
- Me?
- What?
- I feel like I'm in a relationship with both of you.
And three-ways have never been my thing.
(Brian scoffs) I'm sorry that was a bad joke.
- Yeah, it was.
- You said it.
- I don't think we've had a conversation since we met
that hasn't referenced him.
- Maybe because his parents introduced us?
- He's all over this apartment,
the pictures, the dishes, the stuff.
He's with us at every meal, at the movies, in bed.
And now with this book,
he's more a part of your life than I am.
- That's bullshit.
- Is it?
- Jason and I had 15 years together, we've had six months.
This is so totally out of the blue!
- Because you don't even realize how much Saint Jason
is still present in your life, day in, day out.
How am I supposed to compete with that?
- I'm not asking you to!
- But you're asking me to share you with him,
whether it's conscious or not.
- Unfortunately, we don't all have the luxury you had
of breaking up with our exes,
of falling out of love with them, of being happy
to move on without them, of it being a choice!
- You think I don't understand that?
- Well, it sure as hell doesn't seem that way!
- I get how hard this is for you, I do.
And I know how much you think you want to move on.
- Think?
- But from here, and I'm telling you this because I care,
because I like you, because I could really love you.
You're not ready.
- And you're just not willing to stick around until I am.
- And how long will that be, Brian, huh?
Another month, a year, five, 10?
I think I'd better go.
And we'll figure out a time for me to get my things.
I'm sorry.
- David, please.
Don't!
David!
Fuck!
Ah, God!
Fuck!
(Brian crying)
- What the fuck are you doing?
- No, not now.
Not now.
- Not the Alvarez.
- (laughing) David's right.
If I want to have a future, I need you gone.
- Then why am I still here?
- I need you out of the apartment.
- You don't have to get rid of everything.
Keep some of me!
That piece, that's us!
- In time, I will be able to put it back.
But for now-- - Bullshit, bullshit!
You take that down, you put it away somewhere,
you'll never rehang it.
- You're the one who keeps encouraging me to move on!
- Moving on was one thing, completely erasing me
is something else all together!
- [Brian] (crying) You think I don't know that?
- And that's what you want?
- No!
It's not what I want!
But I don't have a choice.
You didn't, cancer
didn't give me one!
- Come here.
- [Brian] Jason, no.
No!
- Brian, Brian.
Brian, come here!
(both crying)
I'll take care of you.
I will.
- I know Jason wanted his memorial service
to be filled with crying and drama,
and we've certainly done that,
and a little laughter.
But, years ago,
before Brian, before Andrew,
Jason and I took a trip to New Orleans.
There was a book fair he just had to attend,
and I tagged along.
One morning, as we were grabbing beignets and coffee,
(Lisa exhales deeply)
a funeral procession went by,
people were singing and dancing,
and it was a whole Dixieland band.
And he and I looked at each other and almost in unison,
we said, "Now that's the send-off
"that everyone should have!"
(audience laughs)
So, I didn't get a Dixieland band, Jason,
but I did the best with what I had.
So take out your kazoos.
Everybody knows this song.
Join in when you can.
Oh, dear. (clears throat)
♪ We're traveling in the footsteps ♪
♪ Of those who came before ♪
♪ But we'll all be reunited ♪
♪ On a new and sunlit shore ♪
(kazoo music) (audience laughs)
♪ Oh when the saints go marching in ♪
♪ Oh lord I want to be in that number ♪
♪ When the saints go marching in ♪
♪ Oh when the drums ♪
♪ Begin to bang ♪
♪ Oh when the drums ♪
♪ Begin to bang ♪
♪ Oh lord I want to be in that number ♪
(somber music)
- Thanks.
Thank you for being here.
Jason loved this place.
It's where we spent our honeymoon.
So I thought it would only be fitting.
I love you, Jason,
but it's time.
So uh,
in this place that meant so much to us,
I'm gonna release you,
and release myself.
("When the Saints Go Marching In")
- Yeah!
(people laughing)
♪ You'll always be my forever ♪
♪ Down deep inside of me ♪
♪ You'll always be my forever ♪
♪ You're all I'll ever need ♪
(soft guitar music)
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