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(heavy breathing)

(dramatic music)

(heavy breathing)

Babe.

Come on, let's go.

We're going to be late to my play.

(dramatic music)

Yeah. One sec.

(dramatic music)

(crying)

No you’re not taking my baby...

(crying)

What a dump!

Huh?

You ever see that movie?

She's like, what a dump.

What?

She's doing it from another movie.

Who?

Liz Taylor.

Who's that?

She's like, what a dump.

Who!

Famous actor Liz Taylor.

And then she's eating chicken like this.

(chewing noise)

I haven't seen it.

It’s black and white.

I said I haven't seen it.

You should.

Fine.

(drum music)

Did you even like the play?

Yeah, I said I did.

You didn't say anything.

I said I loved it right after it finished.

I didn’t hear you then.

(he sighs)

(drum music)

What’s wrong?

Nothing.

Nothing's wrong with me.

What does that mean?

It means your anxiety is keeping me awake.

I'll just go sleep on the couch.

- No I'll go. - You’ll complain about your back.

Oh. Come on. You’ll complain even more.

No you want to do it just so you can complain more.

And whu do you want to do it.

To be a fucking martyr.

No, just to fucking sleep.

- Then go to sleep. - I can't.

The play was good, alright?

But what did you expect?

I knew people didn't get it.

I got it.

I mean, it's an allegory, right?

An allegory.

Like, what more did you want people to get?

It doesn't matter.

Because what it sounded like was you wanted us to think

that relationships are an endless downward spiral.

Don't be dramatic.

What then?

I just wanted it to mean

that everyone has a type.

- What? - I guess I see that.

But you disagree.

I don't think I have a type.

I think I could love anyone.

Yes you do?

What is it, then?

Emotionally dependent depressives.

No, that's not my type.

That's the worst thing about you.

Then leave me.

What's your type?

Narcissistic assholes.

Okay. All right.

Time to go to bed.

I think we should break up.

Don’t do this right now.

There's never a good time to do it.

If you do this right now, I will not sleep at all tonight.

I can just go to my parents house and then we can talk about it later.

- What are you doing? - Just for tonight.

Deb. Come on, come on, come on back.

I'm sorry that your play fucking sucked.

But don't take that out on me.

Hansel, you take your own insecurities out on me literally every day.

No, I don't.

Look, I will do whatever you want, then. I will be good for you.

I'll do whatever it is

You want me to kiss your toes and pamper you on the daily basis.

I can do that because I need you.

I just need to be alone right now more than I need you.

Okay.

That's all.

You’re breaking my heart, Deb.

Deb you’re breaking my fucking heart.

Why are you packing up?

Like in the middle of the night.

Like what are you gonna do? Wake your parents in the middle of the night?

I'm binge eating again.

Look at me.

You're doing this to me. Stop!

I'm a selfish person.

- Yeah! - I’m sorry.

That's no excuse.

I felt secure with you.

I felt happy, like I'm happy right now.

Why are you doing this?

Well, for one thing, Hansel,

you're an alcoholic.

Who isn't?

- I'm not Hansel. - Yes, you fucking are.

Yes you are.

I don't care. Just.

Just let me go!

Oh, stop!

Stop where you are right now!

I'm not going to let you go like this. I will not let you go.

I can't let you go.

I will do anything it takes.

Whatever you want, I will break glass over my hand.

I don't care. I'll do it.

No! Hansel. No!

- It’s no big deal. - No!

Oh, God!

Oh my God!

- Fuck! Ow! - Hansel.

Oh, no.

- This isn’t gonna work. - No no no. It's okay. It's okay.

No. It's okay. Stop, stop!

No, stop!

Just look at it.

Tell me it's all right.

You need to go to the E.R.

You need to drive yourself to the E.R.

No, no, no, I don't need that. You can drive me.

Just put a little.

You're not making the case for yourself.

So I guess I'll make a case for myself.

No, no. Listen, listen.

Love like us is rare.

No, it's not Hansel.

What do you mean, it's not?

Yes it is.

I don't, I don't, I don't need you.

Okay.

That's what I was trying to say with my play.

But that's just a dumb play.

Sorry you didn't get it.

I just think it's wrong and dumb.

Okay, I have to.

Goodbye. I got to go. I'm sorry.

Don’t leave me, Deb.

Deb, Deb, Deb.

Wait, wait.

(burps)

Can I just have like, 50 bucks for food tomorrow?

You're just going to spend it on beer?

I think I deserve that.

Okay, fine.

Thank you.

Please don’t go.

Oh, fucking Christ!

Fuck!

(mysterious music)

- Hey, mom. - Hey how are you?

No. Everything's fine.

Baby, you okay?

She left me.

Oh, she left you.

Yeah,

Oh, baby.

yeah.

It's okay.

I know how hard it is for you.

You okay?

I'm fine.

I'm okay.

You sure?

Yeah I’ma be fine.

Why don't you come stay with me?

Maybe I should come stay with you.

Or maybe it'd be better

if you'd just, like, pay my rent.

Help me pay my rent for one month.

Huh?

Yeah, it's only 1500.

Okay.

Oh. Thanks, mom.

Deb?

Are you drinking?

No, mom, I don't drink anymore.

I don't know.

Okay.

It's gonna be like last time.

No, it's not like last time.

You're not gonna do anything?

I'm not going to do anything.

I'm not going to do anything.

Okay.

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

(gun cocking)

Ah fuck...

(dramatic music)

(heavy breathing)

(phone sounds)

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What do you have to lose?

You know you have nothing else to live for.

You're so pathetic.

What a fucking loser!

Go die!

Free consultation.

Oh, hello.

Yes, I saw your ad.

Now I'm wondering what?

Yeah, and how does that exactly work, I mean.

Okay.

Sure, sure.

I'll come in for an interview. That’d be great.

Wait, bring a sample of what?

(dramatic music)

Hey

- How’s it goin? - It's good.

- You got the hair sample for me? - Yes.

Yeah. It looks pretty good to me.

All right,

answer these to the best of your ability.

Do you have any allergies to medication?

No, not that I know of.

Have you been diagnosed with cancer? Experienced a heart attack or stroke?

No.

Have you ever been diagnosed with a mental illness?

No.

Do you have personal or business debts

outstanding 50% of your gross yearly earnings.

Well, no,

because right now I'm actually unemployed.

But, I'm supposed to get my old job back soon.

- I think. - I'll just write no.

- Do you have any dependents? - No.

Do you have or have you had suicidal thoughts?

Well, I've definitely had.

You probably shouldn't put that down officially.

Or the procedure won't be permitted until you're approved

by a psychologist.

No, then. I meant to say no.

You're not having suicidal thoughts right now, are you?

No, not right now, no.

Okay, good.

I'll put No.

Do you know if, insurance covers this?

No. Probably not.

Is there a payment plan by any chance?

Of course.

All right.

I think we have everything we need from you.

And if you just want to come back here

in a few hours, she'll be ready for you then.

- A few hours? - Yes.

- It’s ready then? - Yeah.

Right.

(whistling)

(whistling)

(water bubbling)

(droning music)

(droning music)

(glitchy sounds)

(bee sounds)

(gasping)

(elevator music)

(sniffs)

(flashlight clicks)

Can you see that?

What?

Is that too bright?

Can you get up?

Alright. They're ready for you now.

You can head down the hall and to your right to room 5121.

(suspenseful music)

Okay.

You’re alright.

(mumbling)

Right this way, sir.

Okay.

All right.

Oh my God.

You get to take her home today.

Everything went really smoothly.

She'll get used to you in two, maybe six weeks.

Okay.

I’ll leave you to it.

- That's incredible. - Hi.

Oh my God.

Where--I’m sorry. Where am I?

You're in the hospital.

Who?

Who are you?

I'm gonna take you home.

Okay.

Okay?

Okay.

All right, just listen.

Sorry. I just don't remember.

- I just don’t remember anything. - It’s Okay.

You're foggy.

There's a lot of medication.

He told me that you're totally okay.

You're gonna be fine.

- I'm just really confused right now. - Don’t worry.

I'm going to push you out to my car.

Okay.

Who are you?

I'm Hansel.

(soft music)

(soft majestic music)

Speed bump.

(rock music on radio)

Is there anything particular you want to hear on the radio?

I’ll turn it off.

(forks and knives sounds)

You like it?

Yeah.

Good.

You can sleep in here like,

until we get more comfortable together.

If you want

Is that good?

All right.

Go ahead.

It’s your room. I'll leave you to it.

Good night.

What's this?

Whoa! Oh!

Oh, that's so cool.

(chimes ringing)

Wow. I can do this forever.

I think I'm a little tired of it already, myself.

What you don’t like it?

We'll get you a piano at home.

A real, a real instrument for adults.

I want one of these.

I don’t think these exist of playgrounds for children, but.

Fine.

Sorry.

What's that?

God.

Open up.

Good job.

(ethereal music)

Take a picture of me on the wall.

You don't have a phone.

We should get you one.

Would you?

I'd really like one.

You don't really need one.

What do you think?

Oh my God.

It's the best picture I've ever had.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Are you comfortable like this?

Yeah.

- Yeah, I think so. - Me too.

Do you prefer to watch reality TV or fake shows?

Whatever you want.

Good, good.

(ethereal music)

Hey, baby.

Yeah.

Why am I?

Ah. Well,

the purpose of a any relationship

is to make your partner happy.

Oh.

It's like, to fulfill their needs.

Make the other person feel whole.

Oh uh...

What are my needs?

Well, if I'm happy, you're happy.

Oh okay.

Pizza tastes terrible, but I still like it.

- Who could that be? - Wait here for a sec.

No. No, no.

You’re gone. Go.

Don't. Go.

Don't.

- What is this? - Let me in.

I'm serious. What are you doing here?

Please let me in, honey.

I think we should talk about this.

You're drunk.

I made a mistake.

This isn't a good time.

Is there someone else here?

No, it's not your business.

Who is she?

Don't be like this.

Who is it, babe?

Just stay there.

Hello?

(dramatic music)

God. I'm sorry.

And why don't you just go wait upstairs?

I'm gonna.

You have to go.

If you just listen.

Listen to music on my nice headphones.

Go upstairs.

I promise I'll be up there in a few minutes.

Just. I don't want you to hear this.

I have to talk to her for a sec.

I'm going to be right up.

I promise, I promise.

- She’s gonna leave. - Okay.

Okay, Deb.

You’re sick

I know. I'm sorry.

You're a crazy person.

I get it, I get it, I understand. I'm sorry.

How could you possibly prefer her.

Oh, no. No, no.

It's not like that at all.

I don't I don't prefer her.

All right.

She's good to me.

You know, she would never do this to me.

You can send her back.

- No. - We can go back to how it was before.

Because I understand

you were sad,

but I'm back now.

You're not back. You're leaving right now.

You're going?

I had sex with a few people too. Because I had to.

That's fine.

You can fuck whoever you want.

Don't be mean.

That was a mistake, I love you.

I want to have your children

now. I know you do, too.

No, I don't I don't want to try that with you.

Don't say that.

Listen, I thought that love was rare,

but it's not.

You're right.

I know you love me.

Honestly, I can't even remember anymore.

You don't remember how good I can make you feel.

I don't want to feel good like that.

I just want someone to stay with me.

I'll stay with you.

No, no, no, you can't stay here.

I want to be with her now.

What about that are you not getting?

I'm about to go and watch Doctor Who with her on TV.

But I said I wanted to have your baby.

Look. Look, this is it.

You're going now.

You're leaving or I'm calling the police.

I want you to call your parents,

They're on vacation.

Well I'm sorry you're alone.

Can I have one more kiss?

Okay.

That's enough.

Please, just let me fuck you.

I can show you that I better.

No you're not better. You're trashed.

Okay. No, no. Stop that, okay?

Ow.

(dramatic music)

(ladder clanking)

(dance music)

(body hitting floor)

Whoa!

You fucking bitch!

You stole my life!

Oh! Why are you so fucking crazy?

Oh! Oh.

You're all right.

I didn't do anything.

I didn't do anything to you.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

Sorry this is how things went.

You're sorry?

- Yeah. - It's not your fault.

Of course I am.

It's not your fault.

Why do you two look so fucking good together?

(dance music continues)

All right.

Everyone's okay.

I’ll bring her out.

You don't have to mess with us, you don’t have to hear this.

Your Uber is downstairs.

I give uh--

go back out.

Whatever. Climb back to down.

Bye.

(door slams)

(dance music)

(car creaks)

You don't have to be worried anymore.

She's gone.

You didn't do anything wrong.

You're okay.

I'm just so,

- I’m so anxious. - I get that, that’s normal.

But don't be like that. Like.

No one wants to be with an anxious person.

Okay.

I'm sorry. Don't be sorry.

Don't be sorry. You're fine.

You're innocent, like you.

You had no idea this was going to happen.

Like you're totally innocent.

And that's what I love about you.

You love me?

Yeah, I do love you.

Did I not say that yet?

I love you, too.

(rock music)

Wait up, babe.

See if you can keep up with me.

This is so fun, babe.

It's getting easier every time we do it.

Yeah. Yeah.

You all right?

Yeah.

(upbeat music)

Hey, do you mind just doing the toilets?

- Hey. - Hi, honey.

Welcome back, how'd it go?

- Great. - Got something?

Yeah.

How much you make?

Here. I don’t know. You count it.

Alright, this is for me.

Yeah, I’m great.

My boss actually referred me

to another family.

that needs to get their car washed.

Hey, that's really good for you.

I mean, obviously, you're too good for that,

but you're undocumented, so it's good for you.

Well,

nothing I can really do about that.

I know, I know.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean anything by that.

You've been working so hard, doing such a good job.

I really appreciate it.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

You made so much money today that,

we can get something really nice from the market today.

If you're down to go.

You want to go pick us up something.

Something really nice. Whatever you want.

I don't know, honey, I'm tired.

Whatever you want, whatever you want.

Really?

Yeah.

I want

- I want this. - Immune refresher?

No, that's just expensive nonsense.

(Intense synth music)

Whoa whoa whoa.

Hey hey hey hey!

Hey hey

hey, stop, man. I’m trying to talk to you.

Oh, dear.

Don’t look at him.

What the fuck is going on?

Deb, I can't fucking believe you.

Sorry...

Hey, no disrespect, but she clearly doesn't want to talk to you, dude.

I'm not talking to you, man.

Oh ho ho ho, man.

All due respect, but read the room.

I will fucking hit you right now.

Debs, just wait in the car. - Okay. Yeah.

Don’t tell me what to do.

- All right, sorry. - I call you Deb.

Yep, so does he.

(dark synth music)

Don't make a scene.

We're not going to make a scene.

We’re not making a scene.

- You’re fine. - You just--you’re gonna

Why is it stuck like this?

Oh, I think I’m gonna be sick.

Oh, fuck.

Don't make a scene, buddy.

Don’t make a scene.

What? What?

Bye. Nice to meet you.

What?

You definitely have a case.

Do you think it would include, like.

Can we sue for emotional damage?

I suppose so. Yes.

Good.

I understand how all this would hurt your feelings.

No, I don't think you do understand.

Because you weren't in our relationship before you.

But you can tell me about it.

- I don't want to talk about it. - You don’t want to talk about it.

I just wish you could be happy about me

instead of worried about them.

That brings up another issue with the suit.

It might interfere with your guardianship of your partner here.

Because there would undoubtedly be

a countersuit regarding the origin of your own partner.

Did you get her permission?

(Hansel: Umm...)

Yeah, I couldn't risk that. I wouldn't. I'm just too happy right now.

Overall, I'm happy.

I want you in my life.

Let's forget about them.

- Really? - Yeah. I want to be happy with you.

I fucking love this girl.

Oh, honey!

Alright, I'm sorry for being rude.

I appreciate your counsel.

- You know, if there's any other information-- - Information we can provide you.

She does it a lot.

So you spend so much time together.

Yeah.

It's like she can read my mind.

(kids playing basketball)

No!

- Honey. - That's fucking them.

They're fucking everywhere we're trying to go.

That’s our spot. Why would they do that.

Well, that was... That was... Deb showed me that spot first.

But still, it’s like,

okay, I'm going to go talk to her.

No no, no, no, you're not talking.

All right, then we're going home. We're fucking going home.

Okay. All right.

(cerebral music)

(wind blowing)

I swear to God I'm gonna get them out of there.

You're not just jealous.

I'm not fucking jealous.

This is noble indignation, all right?

This is like them invading my God given sanctuary.

You know her parents were talking about buying us that place, right?

When we were still together.

But then.

Then they never did it because they fucking hated me so much.

Okay, so what is about that?

What? No, I don't give a fuck about her parents, alright?

I won't live with her rubbing my fucking face

in this little game of house she's trying to play.

You understand?

Like that house is 35% higher property value

just because it's on the better side of the neighborhood.

Do you get it?

Like, that's a clear signal she's trying to send that message to me.

Okay, honey,

maybe she just wants to live her life. Okay?

- No. - Maybe her parents got her the house.

She couldn't refuse. It’s a house.

No, she's intentionally here to haunt me.

She's trying to rub my face in it.

And it was a big fucking mistake.

(drum music)

(leaf blower)

(leaf blower)

(cutting tree)

(drum music)

(hammer hitting nails)

(drum music)

(mumbling)

I'm fucking hungry.

What’ve we got to eat tonight?

I haven't made dinner yet.

Well. Why not? What are you doing?

Making playlists for YouTube videos I want to watch.

Why do you always do that? You never actually watch the videos.

Yeah, I just like making the playlists.

Helps with my stress management.

What stress do you have in your life?

It's ridiculous.

(faucet turns on)

I'm pregnant.

(faucet turns off)

(he inhales)

(dramatic music)

Really?

Yeah.

Really?

You're serious?

Yes, I have proof.

Really?

Okay.

I thought you'd want to.

I thought you'd want to abort it.

Um...

No, no.

No, like...

No, I think I'd want to keep it actually.

Is that something that you would maybe also want to do?

No. Let's keep it, yeah.

So. Yes?

- So. Yes. You want it? - Yeah. Yes.

Are you sure?

Yeah, whatever makes you happy, honey.

Yeah, I think it does make me happy.

Really happy.

Okay. Thank you.

(dramatic music)

(she laughs strangely)

- It's like seven months. - Eight months.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Yeah.

Amazing, I mean, it happened very fast, didn’t it?

Yeah.

I mean, just: pop.

(laughter)

Oh, wow.

Can I? Yeah.

It's okay, baby.

You want me to talk to them?

- Yes I do. Thank you. - Okay.

What's wrong?

You didn't tell me you invited Deb.

Oh, yeah. Sorry. I should have mentioned.

Yeah, or you should have just not done it.

I didn't know was a problem.

Oh, fuck.

Oh fuck, he’s coming down here.

It's fine.

It is.

I'm drinking, I'm drinking fucking beer.

I know you are. You always are.

- It's okay. - I don't want to talk to this guy.

I don't want to talk to this guy.

It's just a person. It's okay.

Excuse me.

Fuck.

Can we talk for a second?

What do you want to talk about, man?

Well,

Uh...

Deb and I wanted to offer, like, some kind of a truce.

Like we want a truce.

What do you mean, a truce?

Like we're not at war? No, we're.

No. We are not at war.

But the vibes that you were giving off.

Very passive aggressive.

That's just how I talk, right?

You, of all people should know that.

- I do know it. - Then why’d you have to say it?

Because I call it like it is.

You think you do?

I do.

- No. - No, I actually do.

No you don't.

Wait. Let me...

Let me let me back up for a second.

I want to give you this wine.

I don't want it.

I want to offer an olive branch.

No. None of your olive branch.

No, I don't want that.

I'm, Deb, Deb!

Help me!

How about this? Deb?

Help, help!

How about you move out of my neighborhood?

Okay, look.

My parents bought us that house, and, you know,

this whole thing has been really, really financially difficult.

- Financially. - And so. Yeah.

Oh, I'm so fucking sorry for you.

Okay.

Your parents bought you a house.

It's so hard for you financially.

- Yeah. That’s not nice. - I’m so sorry for you.

So we are not moving out, okay?

No, that's not okay with me. It's not.

We just want our kids to grow up in a safe neighborhood.

We already know this neighborhood, right?

Yeah. Like, there's a study that says that if kids grow up

in a non-confrontational environment,

they're at least 30% more likely

to have a happy life, a good career.

Shut up.

- Shut up, man. - I don't know.

Honey, I think they're just trying to do

what’s best for the kids.

I don't know, I think it's a nice thought.

No, it's not a nice thought.

Like, my kid is going to be able to do

whatever he wants in his neighborhood, right?

I'm not going to police my kid.

I don't have to, because he's going to know right from wrong.

My son knows to stay away from you.

Okay?

Look, I don't want bad blood between us,

- and we're happy to - Oh great.

let the kids play with each other

when they're old enough, because that's what kids do.

My kid will not step inside of that house

until after you're dead and gone.

- Okay! - Okay, honey...

- We’re gonna get some... - Long dead.

- Honey, let's go get some hors d'oeuvres - You’ll be dead.

to soak up some of your drink.

Bye.

He drinks, he drinks, doesn't he?

Yeah.

Oh, it's nice

I love it.

Look how it shines in the light.

It does this really pretty thing in the sunlight.

Oh isn’t that nice?

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

Where's the big deal?

What are they so fucking happy about?

Oh, my God, they just announced their engagement.

Yeah, I think so.

Good.

Oh. Come on. No.

It's nice.

You’re supposed to be happy about this.

Why would I be happy about someone else's engagement?

- It's not the end of the world. - Hmm? I don’t care.

Yeah. Definitely not.

I don’t care.

I really wish I hadn’t drank so much.

I wish you hadn’t either.

You're too nice to them, you know.

They were being nice.

No, you don't know them.

It's just hard

not to see them as very functional.

And us as the ones the problem.

I do have a problem with her living across the street.

You can't just get over it.

You think it's functional to get engaged?

I don't know.

Getting engaged isn't a big deal.

Having children is a big deal.

And that's what we're doing.

I know.

I am excited.

Then why are you making it seem like it's not enough?

It is enough.

You just said we aren't functional.

I don't know, honey.

Fuck.

To me, getting engaged is not even a big deal.

Like, I wouldn't mind if you and I got engaged, too.

I mean,

would you want to get married?

I mean, that would be fun, right?

It wouldn't make us any more or less functional than them.

It would just be another thing we do, like,

You know, we would have a wedding and go on a honeymoon and make that commitment.

It'd be kind of nice, right?

But what do you think?

Why aren't you saying anything?

I would if you just shut up for a second.

Of course I would marry you.

I'd love to.

(opera singing)

(Deb screaming)

I can’t, I can’t.

Keep pushing. I can see the head.

Congratulations, it’s a baby girl.

Huh?

(opera singing)

Come on.

Oh, yeah.

Whoa.

Let me say something.

Oh, no.

(baby crying)

Pat her back, maybe.

(crying)

We can just give her back.

- No. - We can just give her back.

What are you talking about?

You don't give a baby back.

- You cannot give a baby back. - We can give the baby back.

No, you don't give a-- who would you give it back to?

Us, us.

- To who? The hospital? - No, no.

Would you give it back to?

- We could just give her back. - It’s fine.

I promise it'll be okay.

(baby crying) (opera singing)

Oh. No.

It’s alright.

No. Oh!

Oh. Oh.

Thank you.

[singing to baby as it cries]

(mumbling)

Thank you.

- Blow em out. - Okay.

(ethereal music)

Finishing your homework.

Mm-hmm.

Is it easier now?

That's gross.

Come on.

Chase her!

(laughing)

Do the sprinkler. Do the sprinkler.

(growling)

What are you doing?

He. Doesn't seem like he likes that.

It's okay.

I do it all the time.

I like to step on ants, insect like that.

Why?

Hmm.

I do it 24/7.

I also like to feed my dog glass.

Why would you feed your dog glass?

(growls)

(pouring cereal)

Can I get a dog, please?

A dog is a lot of responsibility.

Like, why don't we get you a rat instead?

But I want a dog.

What's the point of a rat?

It's a rodent.

What's the point of a dog?

It's just a big rat.

But I want a dog.

and I want to take karate classes.

We'll talk about it in the summer.

Why don't you focus on getting good grades for now?

Is it true that we're low-class people?

No.

Did someone say that?

Well, how come I have to drink a Capri Sun and Cole and all of his fancy friends

Get to drink

Vita Coconut Water?

Because you love Capri Sun.

Yeah, but I want coconut water.

You didn't like coconut water when tried it, remember?

I do now.

I'm older and I have a more

refined palate.

My friends at school drank coconut water.

They're not really my friends.

They're Cole’s, but, like,

I hang out with them.

That doesn't sound like they're your friends.

I don't want you to hang out Cole and all them anymore.

Why not?

Well, they're all low class people.

Okay?

Well, they call me an untouchable at school.

I don't want to be that.

I don't even know what that is.

But it doesn't sound good.

Yeah, honey, you're not that.

You're not that. That's just bad names.

It sounds like it means that your friends are fascists.

and we can get you a coconut water.

Like we can afford coconut water.

Thank you, but what's a fascist?

Cole is a fascist because he does karate and he wants to hurt you.

They said it builds self-discipline.

Well, karate, I don't know.

I don't want you to ever talk to Cole again.

Why?

His whole family is liars and thieves.

I've always wondered, why do they look exactly like you guys?

Cole’s family?

Then it's a very complicated question.

That I would like the answer to.

Something we can talk about maybe next summer when you're older.

After you get-- If you get good grades.

Straight A's.

Mom, look.

What?

Mom, look.

What?

I’m bored.

I need a dog. And karate.

If you're bored, just go on your phone.

My phone's dead. Can I use yours?

No, no.

You can go use the neighbors’.

Okay.

Cole!

Hi little guy.

Hey.

You’re not supposed to be here.

What?

You're not supposed to be here.

Can I please watch videos on your phone?

Okay.

Sure.

Thank you.

What's your favorite video to watch? I was bored.

(machine gun sounds)

Announcer: It turns out you're not allowed to yell this at a shooting range.

Why is your whole “for you” page guns?

Cause I like them.

My favorite gun is an AR 15.

It’s really cool.

Can we watch something else?

Yeah.

(girl making weird noises)

So I want to talk about the fact that I've been

off of cameo for the longest time due to your mom.

Tee hee!

Everyone know that I am back on cameo and I’ll put the link.

Oof--in your mom.

I’ll put the link in my bio.

Hey, Matilda.

Want some grapes?

- Hi. - Croissants or...

Oh, yeah.

Thank you, can I have the rice...?

- Of course. - Thank you.

Hi honey.

Hey. Hey, Matilda.

Hey.

What?

What are you doing in there?

Deb: They’re fine.

Don't feed my kid. What Is this? Let's go.

Let's go. No!

Stop looking at that. Don't feed my kid.

What are they having to watch?

- What are they having to watch? - Nothing.

- You’re going straight to bed. - I didn’t do anything.

- You're not allowed to go over there. - I literally didn't do anything.

I told you not to go over there.

You know that. Come on.

Hansel: She's not allowed to give you food.

Don't take food from them.

Don't take anything.

(glitchy ethereal sounds)

(screams)

(fire alarm)

Mom! Mom!

Oh shit.

Get it. Put it out.

(sizzling)

It's okay.

Yeah.

Thank you.

(squeals)

Honey, why are you doing that?

I don't know what’s happening.

Stop!

Honey, stop doing that.

I think I'm fine. I'm fine.

Okay.

- Which one of you burned the fucking house down. - I took care of it, baby.

It's fine. It’s not happening anymo...

I’m fine, nothing’s wrong.

- It's okay. - What's going on?

Nothing.

I don’t know what--

Did you sleep wrong or something?

No, dad.

What's going on?

I’m fine.

Dad, you don't have to--

- Lemme see your neck? - That's not gonna help anything.

Well, what are you doing?

Lemme see.

Dad, this is not helping.

What are you doing?

Breathe in.

Checking your ear...

I could recommend a psychologist for you guys.

Okay. That would be very helpful.

Thank you Doctor.

They also do couples therapy.

Okay.

Thank you.

All right, guys.

Make yourself comfortable.

We can take a seat right here on the couch.

Hey Matilda,

We just have to talk about a few things first.

I brought the headphones for you to listen to.

Okay.

Just put them on tight. Sit over here.

Now, you guys will have to pardon the construction noise out there.

I guess they're building a crate and barrel across the street.

Let's talk about your daughter.

Did Matilda give you any indication that she wasn't receiving

- enough attention from you two? - No.

I mean, she said she was bored.

She wanted to do kung fu lessons.

- No she said karate lessons. - This is exactly what I'm talking about.

Well, there's a difference between karate and kung fu, is there not?

What's karate? What's kung fu?

They're different things.

I listen to my daughter, and I actually listen to what she says.

He's trying to make a point.

Pause.

You know what I'm noticing

when we talk about your daughter?

The two of you have a tendency

to jump down each other's throats.

Uh yeah, that that sounds about right.

So that's why we're paying this guy $90 a session for him to figure that out?

Yeah.

I’m just gonna say this once, because I want to remain

kind of a chill, low blood pressure person.

But I've got you on a low income sliding scale.

I have a lot of other clients who pay much more

for much, much less.

And I have the authority to write prescriptions.

I go to a Walgreens, Rite Aid.

They know my name.

I can point on anything on that shelf and write it out and put a name on there.

And they do what I said.

I'm a fucking god in there.

That's what you're paying for.

Okay.

Now speaking of which, I'd like to suggest a medication called Risperdal.

Well what’s the side effect, Risperdal.

What is this? What does it do?

Well yeah, there’s side effects, I mean, shit, if there weren't we’d all take it.

It's an antipsychotic.

My daughter's not...

She's not psychotic.

Of course not.

It's a class of medication that blocks dopamine receptors.

It blocks the things that make you happy.

It'll help lull her so that her triggers don't get triggered.

Does that make sense to you?

And in the meantime,

I say center for that kung fu class.

Karate.

(dance music from headphones)

Yeah maybe we can get her a dog.

This is your new house.

And this is your new couch.

Unless you pee on it.

in which case you’re back out on the street.

She needs to take her pills.

I know.

No it’s fine.

So could you just give us the doggy.

And let him get around here.

No.

Well, you have to take your pill now.

What pill?

- It's the pill the doctor prescribed for you. - Why?

Why? It's just going to help with your tics, that's all.

I don't need that.

Yes, you do.

- No, I don’t want to. - It's easy, you’ll swallow it with water.

It'll be five seconds for you.

I mean, you have to do this.

- I don't need it. - You do?

- Let me do it. - You have to though.

Why do I have to do that?

Because it's for you.

It's for you to get better. It's...

No, I can't.

It's going to make you feel better

I don't need it.

W’ere doing this because it's good for you.

And you do need it, okay?

- Put this in your mouth. - Why?

I don't--

Drink this.

Drink it. Drink it.

No! (spits)

- Try again. - No, I don't want to.

This is good for you, okay?

Please stop.

Take it!

Open.

Drink this.

There you go.

Nuh-uh.

Yeah yes.

Drink it. Drink.

Here you go.

That wasn't so bad, was it?

Why?

Matilda: Leave me alone. Deb: That wasn’t so bad, right?

Hansel: Alright, let's get her karate.

One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two, one, two, one, two, one.

Thank you, thank you kids.

Thank you.

Hi, baby.

It was a good day?

How are you doing?

Give me a smile or a frown.

Give me a big frown, if you're gonna give me a frown.

Hi, honey.

(squirrel chirping)

All buckled in? Alright.

Hi. Umm...

Actually, I wanted to ask you a question.

Sure. Yeah.

Nevermind. It’s stupid.

No, no, no, go for it.

Um,

It's just about this,

thing that he does.

Uh, yeah.

Now I wanted to know if your husband does it too?

Okay, uh, Cole, Cole?

Okay, does he ever do this thing where he puts his hand over his mouth,

and then he screams really loud for, like, a second?

And then when you ask him what's wrong, he says he was only sneezing.

No, no, my husband doesn't really do that. Cole!

Okay, did my husband do that when you two were together?

(squirrel chirping)

Um, you in?

Yeah, yeah.

I think he's always been like that.

I think he just has a lot of anger.

Oh, okay.

I see.

I'll see you next week, yeah?

Yep. Yes. Yeah.

Thanks. Okay.

I'll see you next--bye.

(eerie music)

Wait, I have something to show you, come inside.

Okay.

It's this way, come on.

(eerie music)

Yeah, this is a lot of clutter.

Here.

You won't believe this.

Look at that.

Is this a handgun?

How do you turn off the safety?

I don't know.

Let me use it, you don't know.

Stop, I know how, I'll figure it out.

So this press.

Don't.

No.

Give it to me, give it to me.

Matilda. Matilda.

- Don't point it. - Okay?

Don't move.

Take it from you.

Get out of my way!

- It wasn't gonna-- - Shhh shhh.

You know you're not supposed to touch that, right?

Um, I do.

You know, you could hurt yourself really bad with this.

- Okay? - It's an actual gun. You understand?

Yeah.

You go home.

You know you're not allowed to come here.

Go home now. Go.

Okay, but, dad.

Let's.

Well, nothing was going to happen. The safety was--

Matilda, go to your room.

Don't say that, just go, now.

I’m going.

(eerie music)

(knocking)

It won't happen again.

So you know why I'm here.

Get off my property.

Look, if anything happens to my kid here.

I said it was my fault.

I admit it's my fault. That's my fault.

If you admit that you're wrong,

then shut the fuck up.

I came here to say,

if you hurt my family, I'll fucking kill you.

I'll bathe in your blood.

Love it.

- Respectfully. - Get the fuck off my property.

I'm going to stay right here.

If you want to come in, you're invited in.

Come in right now.

So now you're inviting me in?

Anytime, buddy.

Any fucking time, you tell me.

All right.

Oh, God.

Go back to your freak fucking kid.

And your freaky wife.

Yeah, I'll go back to my wife.

All right, big man.

Want me to say hi to her for you?

Oh, if my wife wasn't there right now,

I would fucking deck you out.

I would love to go.

If my kid wasn't upstairs.

Well, you had a lot of balls.

You come across the street right now.

I hope you have a gun.

I hope you have a gun when I come over to your house.

You got five seconds.

All right, that's five.

Four, three.

All right, I'm going.

Yeah, I thought so.

Say hi to your wife and daughter for me.

I want you to get rid of that gun tonight.

What you say?

Hey.

(dog barking)

No no no no no no.

Hansel, this is my house too, okay?

I'll do whatever you want.

I'll do whatever you say. I don't give a fuck.

I'll do it. Whatever. Whatever.

It's the end of the argument.

You can never, ever talk to that kid again.

Never bring him into the house again.

Ever.

All right.

Okay.

I'm sorry I got to yell at you,

but what you did was insane.

Every time that Cole comes over, everything's wrong.

Do you have any idea what his mom did to me?

I don't understand what they did to you.

Before you were born, she...

Matilda doesn't need to hear about your old love affairs

Just get rid of the fucking gun.

Look, you could have died.

You could have died.

Do you get that?

Like, do you understand what death is like?

You're so stupid.

You don't understand.

I know what death means.

Yeah. I don't think you do.

I don't want you to do that ever again.

I'm sorry I'm yelling at you, but

you cannot do that.

Leave her alone, Hansel.

Fine!

(door slams) (screams)

Oh, honey, are you ok?

Okay.

Wait wait wait.

Take me to the hospital.

- Okay. - Take me to the hospital right now.

Put pressure on it.

(somber music)

(dog cries)

You know exactly why I had that intensity last night.

Like, do you even understand?

You don't understand people things.

Now, what I'm hearing

is that she would like a strong commitment

to keep the house a gun free zone.

I'm not ready to give the gun up

because there's a lot of people that want to fucking shoot that gun.

Okay, we'll save that for another time.

Are you willing to make the house a gun-free zone?

If that's the way to end this argument,

I will commit to that.

That means no guns in the garage.

Don't have a garage.

No guns in your car? No guns at work.

- Don't have a job. - Now, let me ask you this.

Are you willing to take mood stabilizers

to try to contain these moods?

I don't need your chill pills.

What'd you say?

I don't need your fucking chill pills.

Ah, I'm not gonna argue with you about this.

Yeah good. It’s the dog that needs his fucking balls chopped off, not me.

Yeah, we already got neutered, so.

Yeah, he needs something else then.

A fucking swift kick to the face.

Well, we have talked about your dog's anxiety before,

look, I still think Zoloft

would go a long way to help with the dog's integration.

Is that something in your household to be open to?

Yeah.

I totally agree.

Now, how how's she doing with her,

tics?

It's worse when her father yells at her.

I had to yell at her in that situation.

I told you I was worried about her life.

Okay? Yeah.

Have you even thought about how it is for her at school?

With the tics, with her friends?

Have you thought about the pressure that's on her, one time?

I feel like you use our daughter as a bargaining chip.

She's just a way to win an argument.

Like, is she even a fucking person to you?

That's what you do.

That's what I do.

What, I use your bargaining chip in an argument?

- Yes - So I do stuff like this.

Oh, and you throw scenes.

- Look at the theatrics. - I throw a big scene, right?

- Look at him. Ohhh.

All right, let's take these off.

I'm gonna train you in karate this weekend.

You're going to win the competition and crush your enemies.

Because I'm a good father.

All right, you my girl.

That's good. Is that enough for you?

- Is that good? - Leave her alone.

I'm a little confused, too.

Should I be calling the cops or intervening physically?

Or is this normally how you guys are?

Dude, shut the fuck up.

Whoa.

She’s ducking and dodging.

(dramatic music)

Oh! Oh!

Push harder.

Harder!

Again.

Again. Two more.

One and boom!

It’s cold out, let's go.

Two, one, two, oh, it's really...

Oh! Come on.

I'm tired.

Keep going, keep going.

You wanted this, right?

You wanted to win, right?

(dramatic music)

Okay, okay.

Kill. Kill. Torture.

Come on, come on.

(grunting)

Thank you.

(pills shaking)

One for you.

And one for the doggy.

Here you go.

So are you ready?

You feel ready?

Round one!

Fight!

(suspenseful percussion music)

Come on, Cole! You got this.

Attack him again, kick him again, kick him again.

Matilda. Get up, get up!

Get out!

Stop!

All right, hold on to him.

Don't let him go.

Let him go!

Hold onto his arm.

- Don’t let him go. - Matilda, let him go.

Don't talk to her.

That's my kid, talk to your kid, talk to your kid.

Don't listen to her.

Stop!

Better defense, Cole.

Give her hell, Cole, give her hell, she's just a girl.

Go, Matilda!

Beat him up.

You got this, Matilda.

You're stronger than him.

Round two. Fight!

(screams)

Stop! Stop!

That's a fucking foul.

There's kids here.

It's ridiculous.

It's cheating.

That’s a foul.

Get this cheater out of here! He’s a cheater.

Not a cheater.

He's disqualified.

No he's not.

He's not a cheater.

He stepped on her leg.

What is that?

He still can fight.

He can fight.

Matilda: Ow ow ow.

It’s alright. It’s your knee?

You okay? Are you okay?

What do you think, so you wanna get up?

You wanna keep going? Can you get up?

- Yeah. - Can you stand up?

- Yeah. - All right, good.

You got this, Matilda.

One more round, Cole.

Look, he wants to quit, let your kid quit.

We love you. Right?

- Tell him. - We love you, we love you, Cole.

You raised a cheater. Good for you.

You raised a cheating faker.

Stop! Stop, stop! Stop it!

Stop it!

Breathe, breathe in, breathe out, breathe in,

Breathe out. It's okay.

Round... three. Fight!

One more round, Cole.

You're better than these people.

(hitting floor)

Come on.

Get him!

Oh! Stop! Oh!

Don't give up, Cole! Baby!

Come on, baby, you got this, you got this.

Yeah. Let's go, let's go.

Let's go.

Keep fighting.

(intense music)

Don't give up, Cole.

Don't give up, Cole.

Okay! I’m not giving up!

(bone cracks)

(heavy breathing)

Oh, no. No!

Hey, hey, look at me, okay?

Matilda, winner!

Yeah.

Whoa!

(audience applauds)

Yes!

Come on.

Does it hurt if I do this? If I do that?

Okay, just.

(audience applauds)

(dark dramatic music)

(whimpering)

(whimpering)

(dog eating)

(dramatic music)

(crying)

Cole, honey, where are you?

It's time for bed.

Are you in there?

Is that my Cole in there?

Get outta there.

What are you doing?

I’ll fix this for you.

Deb: Honey, come on, come to bed.

Yeah, honey.

Just going to lock up for a second.

All right, get ready for bed.

What the fuck?

Cole, don't leave the door open anymore.

Why is my yurt open?

(gasps) (gun cocks)

Shh! Shh!

Stop--shh shh shh!

My daughter's been crying all fucking day.

That wasn’t me.

I don't want to fucking hear it. I don't want to hear it.

This is the last time I’m gonna tell you.

Take all your shit, take your fucking family,

Take your fucking tiny fucking telescope

- and your fucking yurt... - It’s not mine.

And your fucking grand piano and your OLED TV.

And I want you to move to another house.

Because I don't care anymore.

I don't fucking care if I go to jail.

I don't care if I lose my family at this point.

Either I'm gonna fucking kill you.

Or I’m gonna kill myself. Alright?

So I suggest you just leave.

Yeah. Okay.

Good.

(Cole screaming)

Please.

Cole!

You killed my dog! You killed him.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry!

- Matilda! - You killed my dog.

(arm cracks) (screaming)

Get off of him.

- Let's go. - He killed my dog.

What the fuck are they doing here?

Mom!

Call the fucking police.

- No! Honey, wait, wait. - Yes!

- Why? Why? - Trust me.

What the fuck happened?

Look at me.

What was going on?

He came in with a gun.

(screaming)

- Really? - Yes, just let them go.

(groaning)

Okay.

Oh my God.

You're okay, you're okay?

What hurts?

Why?

Why would you do that?

You're not going to tell mom, are you?

Go to bed.

He deserved it.

Smart ass.

(dramatic music)

(door closing)

Jesus Christ, take this.

Can you control yourself, please?

Let me help you, baby, let me help you.

There you go.

He can't even drink his own drink now.

Stop it.

Don't listen to your father, it's okay.

(clanking)

(engine revving)

Honey, there's no dark roast.

I thought you told me you got it yesterday.

No, sorry.

I'm gonna have to go to the store and get more dark roast.

Because I like the way it smells.

It smells so much better than the light roast.

Anyways, maybe I should just

stop drinking coffee because it does break me out.

I tried to go to the dermatologist because of that,

but they don't take our piece of shit insurance, which is like.

Of course they don't take our piece of shit insurance.

No one takes our piece of shit insurance.

You know what I mean?

Sometimes I wish you'd get a real job

just for things like that.

Anyways, cause I'm breaking out.

I tried to go to the salon to get a facial.

But Jen at the salon told me

that we'd have to wait for my acne to go down

before she could give me a facial,

which is like, why do you think I'm here, Jen?

What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

I'll pay you.

Do your fucking job without completely insulting my face.

You know what I mean?

Anyways, I don't think it's the coffee.

I don't think facials are going to fix it.

I think what it is.

No. You know, I know what it is.

Is your ex girlfriend's shitty genes

that make me break out in the mornings, and I'm just so sick of it.

I'm sick of that.

And I'm sick of waking up with

your beard trimmings all over the bathroom sink.

And I'm sick of waking up to cold water after you take long.

(dramatic music)

Where are we going?

I'll tell you when we get there.

Oh, okay.

(door creaking)

I don't see why you get a place like this.

Oh, the bed is so small.

So I got this place for three nights.

Really? Baby. Thank you.

But I was thinking

you could maybe stay here without me.

Honey, why?

Oh, just so I can be at the house

alone, clear my thoughts, that's all.

Why? Why?

Baby, it's nothing personal.

I just can't live with you right now.

What?

What?

I know it's going to be hard.

Honey. What?

How do you expect me to live without you?

I'm asking you to respect my boundaries.

Baby, we're fucking married.

I know, I'm not saying divorce.

I'm just saying three nights without all of it.

No no, no, no, I know you.

You're not coming back.

I don't have my clothes.

I don't have my wallet.

I brought this. Here's 40 bucks.

(money rustles)

What?

Take it.

What about Matilda?

Yeah. I'll take care of Matilda.

You know I can take care of her.

All right, I'm gonna go get the ice bucket.

All right, I'll be back.

We can talk about it in a minute.

Alright, lemme get this blanket.

Sweet dreams, my angel.

(door closes)

What are you doing?

Going to bed.

What are you talking about?

You got to go back.

I couldn't sleep there.

You'll get used to that.

I never slept anywhere but my own bed.

Just let me go to bed.

Oh, are you trying to waste my fucking money?

I already got three nights there.

I worked for that money.

Look, why don't we do this?

I'll give you some of our savings.

We can get you a nice one bedroom.

Honey, this is crazy.

I live here.

We can talk about all that later.

I'm just asking that you go back to the motel tonight.

Why don't you come with me to bed?

No, we're not going to do that.

I want to show you how much I love you.

No. Oh, God.

- Okay? - Oh, God.

Why do you make this so hard?

Because you need it.

You are very hard to say no to.

I'll say that.

Because you want me.

I promised myself that I would not have sex with you

no matter what.

What do you mean, no matter what?

I mean, we're trying to separate.

I don't get why you won't just fuck me.

Of course I want to fuck you.

That's what I'm like.

- That's just who I am. - It's like who you are.

But I don't want this life at all.

Like I don't want a married life.

Get it?

I'm sorry.

- No. - Just let me.

No, what about this don’t you understand?

No. Are you not hearing what I'm saying?

Like you make me want to fucking kill myself.

I want to die. I want to fucking die!

I'm. I'm sorry.

I didn't mean that.

Oh, gosh.

She's sleeping upstairs.

I want you to go.

And I want you to wake her up and tell her

that you don't want me in her life anymore.

Just go back to the motel.

Okay?

You can't just throw me away. I’m not trash.

It’s not like you’re trash.

I just want some space.

Just a little space.

- Okay? - Well, I'll give you anything you want.

Thank you.

Give me your key.

Give me your key.

Let's go.

I think we'll both be a lot better off

after spending some time apart.

Talk to you, I'll talk to you in three days.

Three days?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, okay.

Bye bye for now.

Bye bye.

(soft music)

How you feeling?

Why does Mom want to be alone?

I think she’s just very tired of me, that's all.

So she's tired of me.

No, no, I didn’t say that. She’s not tired of you.

She loves you.

I love you more than anything else in the world.

You know that.

Okay.

She's just a very insane person.

And she might not be around for a long time.

I just want to prepare you for that.

You might not see her for a long time.

Why?

Because she has to be alone.

I'm sorry.

No, don't touch me.

I'm just telling you that that's a big possibility.

You might not see her for a while.

She's back.

What?

- Mom! - No!

Oh, no!

Get away! Get away from the windows!

Go inside. Go to sleep.

Stay inside.

We gotta do your homework before you go to your friend's house.

I hate homework.

Me too.

But I'm so happy Gena finally invited me to one of her sleepovers

I'm happy for you too, honey.

Now that I'm, like, less weird,

maybe next year I’ll almost be as popular as her.

I think you will be.

You've always been amazing. And now your friends know too.

Hi, Mom.

Deb: Hey, Matilda.

- Hey. - Mom what are you doing on the roof?

Hi honey. Do you want to come out here with me?

We can go get lunch.

I'm not supposed to be on the roof.

Come on.

No, Mom.

Don't you wanna spend time with your mom?

Yeah.

Okay, we can just go downstairs,

but we have to be quiet.

- Okay. - Okay.

Let’s go. Go ahead.

(creaking on stairs) (rock music on stereo)

Hey. Hey.

(heavy breathing)

What?

She came through the roof.

The window.

What? Stay upstairs.

- Ma’am. - Making contact now.

Ma’am!

Ma'am?

Hey, let's wake up.

Ma'am, you're trespassing.

Come on.

Let's get up.

I'm going to detain you.

And get you the help you need.

Do you have some place to go?

No?

Go easy on her.

Okay. Come on, let's go.

Walk.

Walk to the car.

Look.

(spits)

Ma’am that's assault.

All right.

Watch her head on the tree branch.

Get in the car.

Come on let’s go.

Now you're gonna hit her head on the car.

What are you guys doing?

(engine starts)

(dance music)

Ma'am, we know that you are undocumented.

You do not have the right to be here.

Where do you want to go?

I'm staying in a motel.

Where?

Just drop me off here.

All right, drop her off.

I know this looks like a lot.

You sign it, you go home, you get her to sign it.

It's done.

Okay.

I just don't know if she's gonna easily sign this.

You have the legal advantage in every way.

She doesn't even have a lawful right to a defense attorney.

Those laws are months or years away from being passed.

But you're sure there's no loophole in the law?

There's no way that she could gain custody of our daughter.

Not a chance.

That's what she's trying to do.

There's no way. That is,

if and when the laws change.

I can't speak to that.

But as of right now,

in the event that you legally disowned her,

her only chance of getting by

in this society,

apart from selling her body in the street,

would be to find your ex-wife.

No, she wasn't my ex-wife. We were never married.

Yeah. Whatever. Partner.

She'd have to track her down,

kill her,

and assume her life.

(laughing)

Oh, man, that'd be wild.

Yeah.

Weird.

Do you need, parking validation?

Yeah.

It's 45 minutes free.

(sighing)

(spooky music)

Which one’s your friend’s house?

I think this one.

(somber music)

What?

Come in.

Really?

Yeah.

Come on.

I'd like to apologize for everything that's been happening.

If you try really hard to work on us,

try harder than you were trying,

And if you really make it livable for once,

I'm willing to give it another chance.

Thank you.

I love you.

I love you so much.

Okay.

(panting) (bed creaking)

(zombie noises on TV)

(eerie music)

(screaming)

(screaming)

(heavy breathing)

(screaming)

(eerie music)

(crying)

(gasping)

Oh. Oh no...

(eerie music intensifies)

(choking)

(eerie music) (panting)

(Hansel whimpering)

(eerie music)

(panting) (running water)

We made some hors d’ouvres.

Jennifer and her mom made them for us.

And they taught us how to bake hors d’ouvres, which was super cool

Dad?

Huh?

Nice.

I'm happy

for the

hors d’ouvres and stuff.

Matilda.

Yeah.

I have to tell you something.

What?

Listen.

What?

Your mother passed away last night?

What?

She passed away last night.

No no no.

No no no no.

What?

I'm sorry.

What happened?

It was an accident.

It was a car accident.

What?

It's not your fault.

- No. - I'm sorry.

No, no.

(eerie music)

What happened to her?

It's gonna be hard for both of us for a long time.

It's okay, it's okay.

No!

(eerie music)

(crying)

- Just lie down to sleep. - No.

You fall asleep.

It'll be okay.

You’ll have sweet dreams.

Happy dreams. Good dreams.

I promise you.

(crying)

(crying)

This must be really hard for her.

Well yeah, I mean, I wish there was something I could do.

She can't even hear me when I talk to her like...

She cannot hear what I say.

And like, she's just crying all the time.

I just kind of want to blow my fucking brains out.

You know, I just kind of want to kill myself.

That's natural.

It's like fucking smash my own head

into an asphalt thing.

Curb-stomp myself till my teeth explode.

Sure, sure.

So I'm thinking maybe, Maybe.

Like, is there anything we can do with her medication? I don’t know.

Yeah. I think it's time we significantly raise

the dosage of her...

What’s she on again?

- Risperdal. - Risperdal.

Let’s up that.

Maybe add Zoloft to the mix, see how that goes.

Unfortunately,

it will interfere with her social activities

her kung fu or social life or anything she does for fun.

But I think it's worth trying just to give you some peace and quiet.

You deserve it.

Yeah, I think I have some Zoloft left over

from the dog prescription, so I might not need a new script.

I'll write you one just in case.

Never have to have extra around.

- Thank you very much. - Yeah.

Now, enough about her. How are you doing?

I've been taking it well.

I've.

I haven't had a second to really reflect on it.

Like, if I could have some peace and quiet, I could think about how I feel.

But I feel like I was always meant to be single

And like, I never had that chance, really.

But now I'm going to get a chance to work on me.

And something I should have been years ago.

Like, I've been thinking about cycles a lot recently.

Like cycles in relationships and in life.

And I've been thinking a lot about how,

you know, we imitate our parents and the people around us.

My dad, like he yelled at me a lot.

It's like a family tradition.

Yeah, I mean, but

I feel like Matilda doesn't deserve it.

She doesn't deserve any of this.

She, She's got the worst of it.

Because of me.

I think that's our time.

(eerie music)

(choking)

Come on.

Swallow.

Here. Let's get you upstairs.

I'll take you up to bed.

- Dad? - Yeah.

Is there a god?

Oh no, I don't think so, honey.

But I created you, and so did mommy.

I wish you never did.

Don't say that honey.

(soft music)

(crying)

(him shrieking)

Oh...

(Matilda crying)

(sighing)

Hello?

Hey. It's me.

I'm sorry for calling so late.

Why are you calling?

Oh, I don't know.

I mean,

I guess I'm calling to apologize.

Have you been drinking?

Does that matter?

It's like this is a legitimate apology.

This is a real sorry.

I mean, I'm sorry about everything.

Everything that happened.

Apology accepted.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry too.

That's nice to hear.

So how's the missus?

Things didn't work out, actually.

We're not together anymore.

Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that.

No. It's good. It was time.

Yeah.

Actually, I'm,

I'm going through a divorce as well.

Really?

Yeah.

It was rough.

And now he's all suicidal

because he has no place to go, but.

But no, I do worry about him, though, because he has no I.D. card

or anything, but I’m...

I’m sure he'll figure something out.

Right.

Yeah, I hope he does, too.

Yeah, I just wish there was somewhere he could go for help.

Yeah.

He's always had such a hard time.

Right.

Actually, Deb, I have to go.

Do you mind if I call you back?

Oh, yeah. It was great to hear your voice.

Oh, okay, yeah.

- Nice. Nice hearing from you. - Okay. Bye.

(eerie music)

(bottle smashes)

(moaning)

(intense eerie music)

Wake up!

(laughing)

I can’t believe we got him.

Wake him up, wake him up.

Okay.

(punching sound) Ow!

Wake up.

Good morning, sleepy head.

(laughing)

Fuck it, please don't do this to me.

What was that?

Please, just take me home.

- Please? - Please.

Fucking shut up!

Deb, why are you doing this to me?

I'm not her, you fucking idiot.

She's new.

Can't you tell? She's with me?

What do you mean?

Wait till you see what we got in store for you.

- What’re you talking about me, - It’s really going to be something.

Like New Year's Eve.

Yeah, I'm excited.

I'm. I'm also pretty pumped about this.

Okay.

We're going to kill him.

(laughing)

Please take care of Matilda.

Please, promise me you’ll take care of Matilda.

Yeah, we're gonna take care of her for you.

We're going to take good care of her.

We're going to take her off those fucking medications.

We're gonna take care of Cole too.

Oh God, don't hurt her. Please, God, don’t hurt her.

Don't hurt her, please.

Shut up.

Please, don't hurt her.

Shut up!

(punching) Ow!

(whimpering) (laughing)

I wanted to do that for so long.

I wanna do that so bad.

Oh, fuck.

Again, again, again, again, again, again, again.

(clapping) (laughing)

Oh God, Jesus.

(whimpering)

(dramatic music)

Yeah, I'm excited, I'm excited.

You think we could just cover their faces?

I don't think I can look at them.

Man up.

Okay.

Don't look at me. Okay?

Look, I'm going to be a good husband to her.

I promise you that because she won't lord it over me

like some kind of fucking control freak.

All right, relationships are not supposed to be

about control and manipulation and power dynamics.

Our relationship is built on

mutual respect and equality.

Magnaminimity.

Isn't that right, baby?

Mutual respect, right, baby?

Yeah, right.

Were you listening to me or was I talking?

Can we just get this done with baby?

Okay, get the gasoline.

You get the gasoline.

But this was your idea.

You said you would

do the gas thing.

Okay, I'm gonna get it.

(dramatic music)

All right.

No no no no no no.

- Bottoms up. - Cut it out.

Okay, don't get that on yourself.

I know how to do it.

Clearly not. You're gonna set your foot on fire.

Look, I barely got any drops on me. Come on.

Gimme it.

Okay, fine, show me how a fucking master douses with gasoline.

I'll show you how a fucking person with half a brain douses someone in gas.

- You must be great at this. - I'm normal at it.

I'm normal. Average.

I don't get the gasoline on myself.

I get it on the people I'm trying to put it on.

- Okay. Do it. - Oh, my God, it’s not that hard.

I’m gonna see if you get it...

if you get a couple drops on your foot.

I'm not going to get a couple drops on my foot.

No, you're not gonna light your foot on fire, huh?

Yeah, well I hope you set us all on fucking on fire.

Oh, really?

- You’re that miserable. - Let’s finish this.

Let's finish this.

Bet you wanted to throw a match on my foot, didn't you?

Yeah, I kinda do wanna throw a match on your foot.

Do it.

Maybe I will.

I dare you.

Do it.

Come on.

(lighting match)

(burning) (screaming)