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No! - Ow, shit.

No, he didn’t mean it! He didn’t mean it!

Mom?

What?

You're having a bad dream. In German.

I am?

Yes my wife.

You are an asshole.

I'm saying that I just need something to do on the fight.

Of course, um, there's a news store up ahead.

And then can you go sit with Dad for just a couple minutes?

I'll be right there, okay? - Oh, okay.

Tano?

Sarah!

Wow.

I thought it was you, but I wasn't sure.

W- what are you, what are you doing here?

Well, (stutters) I... W-waiting for a plane,

obviously. - Yeah.

How are you?

Um, I... You look...

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Um, it's just...

It's been a long time.

I guess it has.

You guess?

It's 15 years.

16 actually. Next month.

Darling, (chuckles) I found the best presents for Gia.

Nisha?

Sarah.

So you two...

Okay.

Still?

Wow, that's-

Shocking apparently for some reason?

Mom? Mom?

Dad's going through the security line. We've gotta go.

Okay. Um, I'll be right there.

Right there.

Go ahead.

It was good to see you, Tano.

Nisha.

Be well. I guess.

Take care.

Really? You’re just going to pretend that was nothing?

That was nothing. She just came up out of the blue.

What?

You think I'm seeing her on the side?

No, that was me.

Nisha.

It would've been nice, though

if you hadn't sat there letting her make me feel

like it's still the case after 15 years.

And why do you feel like that?

She's married. She has a kid.

Can you possibly be so obtuse?

I didn't ask her to come over here.

And it's been 16 years, not 15.

Oh, thank you, darling.

I feel infinitely better now.

Don't touch my coats, eh?

I have them how I want them.

Yeah. Annoying me.

Oh, honey, are you bored?

We could play the license plate game.

What?

You used to love that game.

No, that was Dino, Mom.

I hated car games. And I'm 50.

You're in a mood.

No, I'm not.

Call him.

Who?

Dino. He never called me back.

Well maybe he's busy.

Call him!

Don't yell at her!

Oh, why not? He yells, you yell.

I'm the trash bin for everyone's nasty feelings.

Mm.

It's ringing.

I can't take it, I'm driving.

It's the machine.

Leave a message.

Dino, it's Mom.

Please call your father back

before I have to have him committed.

Are we gonna make it to an exit anytime soon?

Baker in about half-hour.

We don't exit in Baker, we exit in Barstow.

That's 90 miles.

Baker's a shit-hole. We don't stop there.

But she has to... No. Mom, it's fine.

No, it's not fine. He's rude.

Mm. Go back to sleep. You woke up crazy.

Oh, I have to be crazy

to stay married to you for 50 years.

Well why the hell doesn't he call me back?

He's busy. They're all busy, Aldo.

They're not busy.

They're all on the damn computer all day.

I know.

They get to 20 years.

He bought it, right?

No, I got it. - It's gone too far.

Well, 'cause it was way too far the other way.

What happens to romance?

In the wind.

Okay, flirting is out.

Yeah.

We've banned the chase.

Totally. - Forget about

spontaneous passion.

How can the human race survive?

Hopefully without men pulling their dicks out

and jumping all over girls.

Oh my god. See, there's no middle ground anymore.

Exactly. - It's all or nothing.

Uh, guys, guys,

can I say something?

For just the guys only, or can the women hear too?

Ah, good one. - Oh.

Claire! - Good one.

Yeah! - Good one, Claire.

Go, Claire. #MeHearToo.

Yep. - See? You are the problem.

She clinked me. - Okay, okay, okay.

People, folks.

First off, Matt, Beth, thank you for hosting.

Wait until you get the bill.

Bill.

It's... - No, wait, wait. Let me finish.

It has been a great weekend and a perfect celebration.

And to my wife, Lisa.

The way you live,

the way you love, is boundless and brave.

You make everything seem possible,

and everyone better for knowing you.

You are the light of my life.

I love you so much.

Happy birthday!

Happy birthday. - Happy birthday.

Happy birthday.

- Well said. - Why can't you say things like that to me?

You look more (indistinct).

Excuse me.

Okay, stop. No.

Good stuff. - I just said...

He watches way too much reality TV.

Lisa?

What the fuck?

What the fuck is right.

What the hell was that?

A toast. - For who?

'Cause it sure as hell wasn't for me.

Jesus.

Look, how much have you had to drink?

Oh no. Um-um.

Don't make this...

No!

Don't make this about that.

All right. What's it about then?

"The light of my life,

who makes everything seem possible"?

You have been telling me every day for the last year

how miserable you are.

And you didn't even wanna come this weekend.

To my birthday party!

I know.

But I did.

And I'm so glad I did.

It's helped me realize we need to start living our lives.

We are living our lives.

No. No.

I mean, in a way that makes us happy.

You've been saying that for 20 years.

I'm 50 years old.

50.

And I do not want to wait to be happy.

I don't wanna plan for it, and I don't wanna pretend.

I wanna be happy right now.

Lisa? (footsteps thudding, door opening)

Lisa, come on.

Jesus! - Oh my god!

Ah! What?

Shit! - What?

Raffi, you scared me!

Sorry.

Geez, I'm sorry.

It's okay. Okay.

Fuck. What are you, what are you doing here?

Cleaning.

Today my day to-

It's Christmas Eve.

Go home. Be with your family.

My family's, my family's not here.

All in my country. - Oh.

I'm, I'm sorry. I, I didn't know.

Yeah. My wife and my sons, they cannot come.

Yeah. - For immigration.

Yeah. It's real messed up right now.

Yeah. - I'm sorry.

It's gotta be tough to be here all alone.

It's okay. I mean, we speak through the FaceTime.

Still.

You want a glass of wine?

Oh, no, no, no. I shouldn't be drinking at work.

It's Christmas.

Have a glass of wine with me.

Okay. Yes.

Have a seat. - Thank you.

Cheers.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Oh.

So, my dad,

uh, when he came over from Italy,

he was alone for the first year.

Says it was so hard that he almost went back.

Yeah, but he stayed.

Yes? - He did.

He made a good life for himself.

That, that's my dream too.

To your dream coming true.

So you're making the ravioli for Christmas?

Christmas Eve. Italian tradition.

And you're having a big dinner.

Well, uh, not people-wise, no. Just family.

But food-wise, yeah. Lots of food.

You know what?

You should come to dinner.

No, it's, it's too much-

Come on. You meet my family,

you have a nice little meal...

Have a little Christmas.

Yes.

Okay. (chuckles) I come.

Yes? - Yeah. Wow, I come.

And-oh my god,

I'm gonna help you to make the ravioli and, uh...

Symphonia! Turn music on!

Oh, how long have I been asleep?

About a half-hour.

- I'm making great time. - Mm.

I told you he was a good driver.

Sleep in heavenly peace ♪

♪ Sleep in heavenly peace ♪

That was great guys.

Andy Williams would be so proud.

What? You know Andy Williams?

Yeah, I do.

I grew up listening to him in the backseat of your car.

I've always loved Andy Williams.

Such a beautiful voice,

and such a nice man.

Nice my ass.

He married the French woman who killed her lover.

That was after they divorced.

He had an affair with Ethel Kennedy.

Oh for God's sake.

What, what, what? - There we go.

♪ Come away with me ♪

♪ We can share a dream ♪

♪ Let's go out and see a world we've never seen ♪

♪ The road may be long ♪

♪ And wind may blow cold ♪

♪ But somewhere I know ♪

♪ There's a street paved in gold ♪

♪ Together ♪

♪ We'll make it, you and I ♪

♪ Together we'll spread our wings and touch the sky ♪

♪ Together we'll go wild ♪

♪ Dreamers are born to fly ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

Why must you always ruin everything for me?

I ruin nothing.

Oh, who cares? They're all dead now anyway.

Do you have more apples?

I do.

Can I have a few?

Can you say "please"?

What? - Please.

Come on. Come on.

No, not until you say "please."

Please, please, please.

Give me the damn apple.

That is generous.

Yeah. In my country, we are generous.

You gotta...

And pops right out.

They will appreciate this.

- They will? Okay. - Yeah. I'm sure they will.

What the fuck?

Everything okay, boss?

Yeah. Yeah.

Uh, you don't have to call me boss though, okay?

It-it's just Marco.

"Marcrondo"!

Are you drunk? - I wish. What's up?

You're having fantasies about me?

What? - Is that Marco?

Your text and a heart emoji?

What the hell is wrong with you?

I wanna talk to him.

No, that was Bill.

What? No, I want to talk to him.

It's Bill.

What are you talking... You sent it to me.

Shit.

Uh, I gotta go, Marco.

I want to talk to him.

Marco? I thought you were talking to Bill.

- Give me the goddamn phone. - No, I'm using it.

Goddammit! I want to talk to him!

So call him on your phone.

Oh god. - He was just on her phone.

Stop yelling.

Fuck.

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck! - Lisa, stop swearing.

You sound like your father.

I need to get out of the car.

What? - What? Where?

I j-just...

I need to get out of the car!

Well, wait, we’re in the middle of the desert.

Are you sick? I have saltine crackers.

I don't want crackers!

I need to get out of the car and back in my life!

My life!

Well go back to your life. No one asked you to come.

Oh, be quiet. Something's obviously wrong with her.

Yes. She's out of her goddamn mind.

Oh!

I said don't call.

I know, but, but that, but that text,

it's not what you think.

I just wanna explain.

All right.

Fine. Explain.

I, I actually can't right now.

I'm under a pile of coats in the backseat,

and I, I'm, I'm running out of oxygen.

Hiding under coats?

Are you kidding me? - No, but please, Bill-

You're not 12, you're 50.

Just tell your parents.

Bill, look just-

You're texting some guy

about wanting to see him tonight, Lisa.

It's time.

Bill?

Bill and I are separated.

He moved out in November.

And I didn't get tenure.

I was up for it, but I didn't get it, so I left my job.

Bill left you?

They fired you?

I didn't say that.

Did I tell you something was wrong with her?

- Yes. So what? - So I was right. That's what.

Shit.

I can't believe your dad did that.

Yeah, yeah.

He's... He's just-

He's not demure, I'll say that.

Oh, hold on.

Oh!

Hey!

Hey, you didn't answer me. Who's Raffi?

Uh, he works for me. He's a great guy.

You wanna bring someone from work home

to be with your parents?

His family is out of the country, can't come in,

and he's all alone.

And you want him to realize that's a good thing?

It'll be fine, okay?

My parents are gonna love him.

Stop worrying.

Okay.

I'm on my way home.

I love-

Darling, Larry's getting married.

That's great.

So does this mean we're on speaking terms again?

We were never not on speaking terms.

I simply didn't feel like speaking.

Oh. Good to know.

Oh, by the way, Mira's en route to LA.

What?

She had a row with her dad.

Refuses to spend Christmas there,

so I told her to come be with us.

Great.

If it's a problem, she and I can always-

No, no, it's perfect. Why not?

My parents and your daughter.

Merry fucking Christmas to me.

I can't do this anymore.

Then go to bed.

You can start fresh tomorrow. - No, I mean, us.

Like this, I just can't.

Yeah, I know. Me either.

I think we need to, uh, start over.

I'm really glad to hear you say that.

Yeah.

I'll, I'll call David... I mean, there's gotta be

a therapist... and maybe I can stay-

What?

You just now said start over.

Well, and to you that's mo-moving out?

Well, the way you said it-

Oh, okay. So it's my fault?

Oh, no, no. Goddammit!

I, I just...

I don't wanna argue with you anymore. About anything.

We need a break.

Oh.

We're just not good for each other right now.

Were we ever?

That is not fair.

Nothing, nothing's fair here, Bill.

Nothing. Not one thing.

All right, look.

You wanna go to therapy, we'll go.

But in the meantime,

I think putting a little space between us

is, is a good thing.

It's not like we have kids to worry about.

Nope. We do not have kids.

Maybe we should have.

Don't.

God, I love you.

I love you too.

Let's not tell our parents about this though, okay?

Honey, don't worry. You're going to be fine.

Screw them. You're better than all those assholes.

You can come live with us for awhile.

I pay you twice what you make teaching.

And you wouldn't even have to pay rent.

This could be a good thing.

It's a win-win.

♪ Oh no, not this again ♪

♪ This begins this is my end ♪

♪ Live behind these walls ♪

♪ And build them not to fall ♪

♪ Thin cracks in the cement ♪

♪ Little pieces crumble in ♪

♪ The fact that I don't know ♪

♪ Tells all I need to know ♪

♪ I hear the music ♪

♪ And your voice are saying in your eyes ♪

♪ It's a feeling that I feel that I can't even describe ♪

♪ So play me like a symphony ♪

♪ Play me til your fingers bleed ♪

♪ Sculpt me like a masterpiece ♪

♪ You ruin me ♪

♪ Build me just to break you down ♪

♪ The end of me starts right now ♪

♪ Pieces of me falling now ♪

♪ 'Cause you ruin me ♪

♪ You ruin me ♪

♪ I keep my head intact ♪

♪ 'Cause my heart's lost in my chest ♪