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(gentle music)

- [Lisa] People have been saying Kraut

all their lives, mom...

- [Aldo] Mentally unstable. - [Lisa] And Nazi...

what about Dago, dad? Or WOP? (family members chattering)

- [Aldo] Knock it off!

- [Tano] I'm your brother, your loyalty�s to me!

- [Marco] Do not come into my house - [Aldo] I make the rules.

- [Marco] and start with this bullshit! - [Aldo] I live my life my way!

- [Tano] This is what we do, this is what we do.

- Obama was a Black Panther!

- President Obama was born in 1961.

The only way he could have been a Black Panther

is if he dressed up like the superhero for Halloween!

- Score, Lisa, four, grandpa, zero.

- You too? You have been brainwashed.

- Gosh, have some respect. - What?

He's being racist.

- Racist?

I'm no racist.

I hired the first Black car salesman in Wisconsin

at my dealership. Hal Washington, 1968.

It's true, and he didn't just work for Nonno.

They were friends. - Great friends.

- I didn't know that.

Oh, how would you know Hal's been dead 20 years.

- Hal named his son Alden after Nonno.

- Who's also his godfather.

- Oh my God, guys,

dad was friends

with one African American man his entire life,

so he gets a free pass on racism?

And when was the last time anyone talked to Alden?

- Last week, he called to wish us Merry Christmas, huh?

He's not one to make trouble.

He's one of the good ones.

(family members chattering)

- Oh my God, oh! - No, no, no!

- Stop it right now!

All of you!

- Oh, mom, you know the all of you thing might work better

if you weren't just looking at me.

- Lisa, I know you're unhappy,

but that's no reason to make everyone else

in the world miserable!

- Arg!

- Where are you going? - To my room!

(melancholy music)

(door opening)

(suitcase thudding)

(purse and sweater thudding)

(melancholy music continues)

(Lisa sighing)

(family members chattering and laughing)

(phone keys clicking)

(playful music)

(family members laughing)

(playful music continues)

(phone chiming)

(playful music continues)

(zipper unzipping)

(suitcase hitting the bed)

(no audio)

(family members chattering)

(family members chattering) (door creaking)

- Are you leaving?

- I'm meeting a friend.

I can only handle one personality disorder at a time.

- I'll leave it unlocked. - Thank you.

- Go.

Oh, my God...

? Santa please don't forget me ?

? Santa I've been good this year ?

? So bring my baby back to me ?

? So I can wipe these tears ?

- What wines does Barry have going today?

- Red or white.

- Philistine. Pour me a Macallan. Neat.

(mellow music)

- What can I get you?

I have scotch, scotch, and scotch.

- A beer, please.

Just the bottle, actually.

- Careful, I think they can take away

your bar license for that.

- So, um... do you like bartending?

- Oh yeah, it's my dream job.

I can't imagine doing anything else.

- I'm sorry, I'm not good

at starting conversations with strangers.

- Hi, I'm Lisa and you are?

- Bill.

- There you go, "Conversation Starting 101", lesson one. Hi.

- Well, thank you.

I'll use that

the next time I meet someone I wanna get to know.

(Lisa chuckles)

Hi. (Lisa chuckles)

I'm Bill, and you are...?

- Lisa.

(Lisa chuckles)

(bar patrons chattering) (mellow music playing)

- What can I get for you, ma'am?

Ma'am?

- Sorry, I'm still not used to the whole �ma'am� thing.

- What can I get for you?

- I don't know, I'm not sure.

I- I'm supposed to meet someone here

and I don't see him anywhere.

- Is that him?

- No.

- So are you gonna order something or...?

- I will have a glass of white wine.

- Chardonnay?

- Albari�o.

- Two glasses of champagne.

- Oh my God, are you gonna do it tonight?

Okay, okay, I'll bring them to the table.

- Okay.

? Oh I promise I'll behave ?

? I'll be good ?

- Ma'am, would you like to start a tab?

- Definitely not. - Okay, $15.

? Oh I don't care I don't care ?

- Put that away.

- Hi.

- You look amazing. - I thought you ditched me.

- Never.

Hello Alexis.

- Hi Gabe, one negroni coming up.

- Wow, so this is your spot?

- If you mean, is it a block away from my apartment

and the only place open on Christmas Eve?

Then yeah, this is my spot. (Lisa chuckling)

Shall we?

- Let's shall.

(family members chattering)

- Hey buddy, it's time to go to bed.

Okay, let's go.

Oh, oh, that's my boy.

(family members laughing)

- Goodnight.

That's it for me too.

I'm going to bed.

- It's 10:30.

- I'm three hours ahead, dad.

- Goodnight, you sleep tight.

- I'm so glad you forgave Tano.

I don't know what he was thinking.

- What I was thinking about what, mom?

- That Nisha.

You and Sarah are so good together.

- Okay, grandpa, let's get grandma to bed.

- We used to play scopa �til midnight, later, sometimes, eh?

Four in the morning once.

- Sleep well, guys.

- What happened to this family?

- 'Night, love you.

What the hell was that?

- UCLA is a great school.

- And they just approved my dissertation

on gender bias in the workplace,

so even though they don't offer a PhD

in women's studies yet...

- You're laying the groundwork.

- Exactly. Plus, come on, California?

The weather is perfect.

The people are chill.

- Well, not all the people. - Yeah, well, lawyers.

- I'm a lawyer.

- All evidence to the contrary, counselor.

You've been hanging out with me all night

when you could be out there schmoozing the partners.

- I hate schmoozing. And most of the partners.

But I like hanging out with you.

- I like hanging out with you too.

- So... maybe... we should do it sitting down sometime.

- There's a thought.

Did you just ask me out?

- Yes.

- (chuckling) Oh my God, you are so bad at this.

You should just marry me now

and stop the madness.

(chuckling) O.K. I was kidding.

- Yeah, I knew that.

- You so did not. (Lisa and Bill laughing)

(laughing) Oh my God.

(Lisa chuckling)

- What's so funny?

- What?

- You were laughing. - I was?

- You were.

- Well, I did spend the whole day with my parents.

Maybe dementia's contagious.

(Lisa and Gabe laughing)

- I like you.

- Oh.

I like you too.

I'm married.

- You're married?

- Separated, on track for divorce,

but legally still married.

I- I'm sorry, I should have told you.

I did actually in a text today,

but I accidentally, I sent it to my husband.

- Yikes, that's not good.

What happened?

- I got too many texts, I got confused.

- With your marriage?

- I don't know.

I- I don�t-I don't know.

I mean, it-it wasn't like it was one thing

like he cheated or I cheated.

It was more like we just kept piling onto it

because we thought it was solid and then it just broke.

- I've been there, 23 years, two kids.

- Oh, I'm sorry. - No, don't be, don't be.

Took me four years of therapy to finally realize

that my marriage didn't just break.

I broke it. On purpose.

- I blew up my life.

(Lisa and Gabe laughing) (Gabe makes exploding sound)

Yeah, I quit my job while my marriage was falling apart.

Who does that?

- Somebody who wants a new life.

- I can't, I can't do this. - Do what?

- Be on a date. - Oh, come on,

this stopped being a date

the moment you said you were married.

- Okay, so... what are we doing?

- What are we doing?

We're uh, we�re hanging out, talking,

getting to know somebody new.

- And we can just do that?

- Well, I don't see why not.

I mean, we are two consenting adults.

(Lisa and Gabe laughing)

- From tgiordano@alphatradeventures.com

to sarahsmile@earthlink.net.

"Sarah, I'm not sure if this is still your email."

I'm hoping it is.

We need to talk.

Please call me.

I am as ever

"at (516) 555-8266." (knocking on door)

- [Nisha] Darling, is everything all right?

- I'll be out in a minute.

�Tano.�

(phone �send� button clicks)

(toilet flushing)

(faucet running)

(door opening)

Sorry. - Is it safe?

- I think so.

(gentle kiss smack)

- What was that for?

- Being amazing.

(door shutting)

(melancholy music) (Nisha sighing)

- They call them hot flashes, but they're not flashes,

and they're not just hot.

O.K. It's perpetual climate change

in my body.

My eyelashes fell out.

My eyebrows got thin.

My hair is falling out in clumps.

Look, look at that.

That's a bald spot. (laughing)

What?

- I'm so glad this isn't a date.

(Lisa laughing)

- Oh, I can't remember the last time I laughed this much.

- Me neither. - Oh.

- Adam, I love you so much.

Will you be my husband?

- Of course.

(bar patrons cheering and applauding)

- Wow.

That... is nice.

- It really is.

(deep breath)

- I should go. - No.

- Yeah.

- I mean, you wanna go back to my apartment?

- No, no, no, no.

- Okay, how about I give you a ride home?

- I'm not going home.

I booked a hotel right down the street.

- Why? You said your brother lived in L.A.

- He does, um, but he put me in the same room

that Bill and I always slept in,

and I can't sleep in a bed that he and I slept in.

So I've been on the couch ever since he moved out.

And, um, last night, I slept on the floor at my parents' house.

- Yikes. - It's a thing.

Um...

I just hope it passes before I get scoliosis.

- It will.

In one year, two years from now,

you'll be sitting somewhere

talking to someone great

and if you're lucky, they won't be married.

(Lisa chuckling)

- Good night, Gabe.

? Safe inside your arms ?

? Every Christmas time ?

? It's you and I ?

? By the fire ?

(car engine purring)

(sprinklers ticking) (car door opening)

(car door slamming)

- What are you doing here?

- Waiting.

For you to wake up.

You said your mom was dying.

- I think she is.

- So you went out?

You stayed out all night. With who?

- I don't have to explain myself to you.

- All right, fair enough.

- Okay, I met up with him for an hour, okay?

That's it.

But my dad and I had a fight and they were all here,

so I slept in a hotel because...

- Nah... - Oh, come on, Bill,

I wish that I had woken up to you waiting for me.

You don't know how much I wish that. (door opening)

- Lisa! (door slamming)

Hey, Bill. - Hey, Marco.

- Oh my God, did we wake you up?

- Yeah. - Oh, sorry man.

- Sorry. Um... It's okay, uh... good to see you.

- Yeah, yeah. Good to see you too, Marco.

- I'm gonna go back to bed.

Just come on inside

before our neighbor calls the cops.

That lady has Vulcan hearing.

- Okay.

- Look, I'm gonna head out because this is really-

- No, Bill, you're not done being mad at me, all right?

- I'm not sure I'll ever be.

- Well, me neither.

But if you spend the night,

we'll have all day tomorrow to fight about it.

Oh, come on, Bill,

you can't fly across the country twice in one day.

You're exhausted. - Lisa.

- Come on.

Please?

? As the winter wind ?

? Burns the trees ? - All right.

? There we are ?

? You and me ?

? In a heat of wet and warm ? (door opening and closing)

(crickets chirping)

- Last one. - Thank you, got it.

- Thank you.

Yeah, it should fit right in the middle,

just a little, yeah.

- All right. (trunk closing) - Thank you.

- Finished.

- Not yet.

? For more and more and more ?

? There's a certain kind of friction ?

? That we can make ?

? And we can make it every day ?

? Press your body to mine ?

? We can make it every way ?

(pillows hitting the floor)

- You're gonna sleep over there?

- Yep.

(Lisa sighs) (journal snaps shut)

(Bill sighs)

(blanket rustling)

(Lisa�s readers hitting the nightstand)

- Take the bed.

- [Bill] Mm-mm.

- Take the bed.

- No, gimme that.

(Bill sighing)

(blanket rustling)

- You're tired.

(Bill sighing)

(Bill grunting)

(Bill sighing)

(Bill sighing)

(Lisa sighing)

? And more and more ?

(mellow music)

- Are you okay?

- So much more than okay.

You okay?

- Definitely.

- This doesn't usually happen so... fast. For me.

- It wasn't that fast.

- (chuckling) No, that's not what I-

- I know.

- It feels kind of right though.

- Almost perfect.

- Almost?

(mellow music continues)

- I told my mom and dad we�re getting divorced.

I heard you when you said that I was acting like a child,

and I was, so... I told them.

(Bill snoring)

Bill? (Bill snoring)

(Lisa sighing)

- Wait, did you...

Did you just say

you actually told your parents we split up?

(gentle guitar strumming)

? Everything ended but nothing's begun ?

? And my emotions are still catching up ?

? Hiding the moments ?

? I'm coming undone, undone ?

? I thought that by now would've moved on ?

? But there's a comfort to still hanging on ?

? To the intangible thing that is gone, gone, gone ?

? And everything in front of me just shines with possibility ?

? Of new, brand new ?

? The smile upon my face ?

? That I display is feeling fake ?

? And so untrue ?

? So tell me you're okay ?

? And I'll tell you I'm okay ?

? That's the version ?

? Of our truth for today ?

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