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I don't want you to be alone.

I would've liked to have been a grandma.

Greta.

Greta is not our fault.

Tomorrow, she'll come for dinner.

Yeah, with a date.

She texted me too.

What?

Did she not tell you that?

God.

I'm sorry.

Do you mind if I tell them?

Forbes published it last autumn.

He made his first millions when he was my age.

You- you must have worked very hard.

Not exactly.

I had an idea one day, so I created it

and I sweet talked this guy at my corner store in the Bronx,

circa 1972, to sell it.

And next day they're sold out.

So, he wants more.

Same day, my home phone rings.

Every general store in the five boroughs

wants them on their shelves.

He's a fucking genius.

I'm humble.

Though I can see your audience here

might have been better served without the expletive.

Excuse me, uh, may I please be directed

to your little boy's room?

Little?

You sport an uncircumcised golf putter, limp.

It's around that way to the left there

and then another left.

Mom, the fuck's your problem?

You, you are my problem.

No, you're not my problem.

You're just a nightmare, period.

That's exactly how I feel about you.

You know, what you're doing,

normal people would consider you a whore, Greta.

Well, Webster has your face pictured

next to normal in the dictionary, Dad.

I'm- I don't think I'm normal.

Well, you are.

And thank you for the compliment, Mom.

A whore in your eyes means I am living my life

profiting off of the body that God gave me.

No, fuck God.

Universe conditioned me to say that name.

I, surprisingly, like Walter.

I find him to be a catch.

You know, he shares his wealth with loved ones

rather than hoarding it away in a bank.

That's rare, or is it normal?

Who pays your rent?

Me. - And utilities.

So, am I evil because I expect you

to get a job to pay for the rest of your expenses

like a responsible young adult?

No. - There's a lot of reward

that comes with earning money

versus being given a handout.

You're normal and you know it, Dad.

I have cancer.

It's terminal.

I wish you came alone tonight.

How long do you have?

- Well, I was- - Not long.

You just peed 10 minutes ago.

I wasn't.

Still, get your prostate checked.

I have.

Please go again.

In the 29 plus years that you have had me,

have you ever wanted to be with anyone else?

No.

As long as thoughts remain thoughts.

Who do you think about?

Nobody.

You, has there...

has there been anyone?

You, only you.

Don't flatter me, liar.

I'm not lying.

Interesting.

I believe you.

Do I...when we do it, I mean, you enjoy it.

You don't pretend with me?

No.

I'm easy to operate, as you know,

but you do it for me.

You do.

Lyle, you do.

I've been loyal to you.

- I know. - For almost 30 years.

I know, I've been loyal to you too.

But have you ever wanted to with any?

I would- I would never wanna hurt you.

Thanks.

But answer my question.

Of course not.

You blinked.

No.

No.

I just- I just feel so-

Different.

♪ With the first of the tide ♪

♪ When the day breaks with light ♪

♪ And the seagulls cry ♪

♪ I'm awake ♪

♪ With the first of the tide ♪

♪ When the day breaks with light ♪

♪ When the seagulls cry ♪

♪ I'm awake ♪

♪ With the first of the tide ♪

♪ Gold digger baby ♪

♪ That's my name ♪

♪ Gold digger ♪ ♪ Gold digger baby ♪

Gesundheit.

You prematurely blessed him.

Excuse me.

This dust has become insufferable.

Who else keeps your precious hole in the wall

from perishing into oblivion?

Shithole in the wall.

Sorceress Kiki.

Now.

- Gesundheit. - Bless you.

Thanks.

Any customers today?

Money spenders or in and outers?

Nobody bought shit.

Unless someone came in while I was dropping a deuce.

There were no transactions

during your lengthy potty break.

You know, if you two run my shithole,

maybe you could run the vacuum

across the floor once in a while, please.

What's up your ass today?

How's Holly feeling?

Oh, fuck me.

Forgot, sorry.

♪ Feeling all right ♪

Holly came home from chemo and crashed.

She called Greta a whore last night at dinner

after she brought home this entrepreneur

a good decade older than me.

And it set Holly off to thinking about... nevermind.

No, no, you can't skip straight to the juice

and pull the plug.

I've been your vault for two plus decades.

Okay, no back talk.

All right.

I feel guilty.

Should I?

For being her only when I had one fleeting girlfriend

before I met Holly

and, you know, saw in her eyes a future.

It was forever.

There was no end.

Her wandering mind yearns to experience

one final lasting rush,

aside from your private courtship.

What?

No, not exactly.

How did you, I mean, why would you assume that?

- Sorceress. - Let her.

It's no biggie, if you don't-

She'll bang the first dude with two feet.

Clearly any imbecile can get it up.

Talking to me?

Thanks for the advice.

Back to work.

Is it me or does this taste like chemicals?

Yeah, tasty chemicals.

Everything tastes like chemicals.

It's fine.

You want something else?

Did you go to the shop last night?

- M-hm. - Anything new?

You should perform again, just for fun.

Why don't you?

Children's birthdays and bar mitzvahs are why I retired.

Think bigger.

You used to have a name for yourself, get it back.

The industry's changed, a lot.

As will you, once I'm no longer here.

You're still here.

Without making it obvious,

look to your left, guy in a suit.

What about him?

Do you think he's handsome?

He's aesthetically appealing, yes.

Would you want to with him?

Want to what?

Oh, oh, sleep with him?

Is this based on the talk that we had the other night?

Yeah.

Lyle, that's far from how it works.

Compared to how we met.

Well, you chose me out of your audience.

A stunningly beautiful girl with her hand up.

There were many willing volunteers.

And one took my breath away.

You made me vanish on stage.

I was a kid without a clue.

Well, his confidence won my heart.

He believed in magic.

I believe in you.

Good morning, Mr. Ayker, Mrs. Ayker.

Love those earrings, they new?

Oh, no, thank you, these are heirlooms.

Ah, look who it is, Mr. Johnston.

It's another one of those nights, Louie.

Ah, I'd kill for one of those.

Well, I got a little black book for you

if you're really interested, young buck.

Otherwise, keep your day job.

Folks.

Howdy. - Howdy.

You cat's been out all night?

- Us? - Oh.

No, we just got back from breakfast.

At this hour?

Uh, it's almost nine.

On a Saturday.

Friday.

Is it?

I don't keep a calendar.

Honestly, I'm surprised I'm still alive.

Oh, lucky number eight.

I've seen you guys around, yeah?

- Yeah. - Yeah, I think so.

We've seen you.

How's your day going?

Very well.

And yourself?

Fan-freaking-tastic.

I'm a day younger, now that it's Friday, not Saturday.

Till we meet again.

Same.

I mean, yes.

Do you even know who he is?

Yeah, uh yeah, of course I do.

Okay, tell me.

Movie actor.

Nope, you don't have a clue.

A television actor.

He is a musician.

That's what I meant to say.

You don't know his music?

I don't even remember his name.

Hoyt Johnston.

Wait, you know his music?

Yeah, I was curious when Ethel told us

he lived at the end of the hall.

Ethel told us?

Yeah, it was shortly after Greta left the nest,

he apparently moved into the building.

Here, this is. - Oh.

Is this him singing?

♪ See your face in the flickering light ♪

His voice sounds so different.

What do you think?

It's easy to listen to.

Does he write his own lyrics?

I don't know.

Why? ♪ And when the moon ♪

They sound incredibly intimate.

Well, I know he's no George Clooney,

but he's probably as close as you're gonna get.

And you've only had sex with me

and I would resent me if I were you and I-

I don't resent you.

♪ That's when I ♪

But if this is really the end of our time together,

I wanna know that you took a chance and did something too.

That's how you can love me.

So, is he kind of famous?

He has some fan, from the '80s.

Who are you texting?

- Nothing. - Nothing.

- Yes. - No.

You always need her opinion.

I don't need it, I want it.

She's my sister from another mister.

And look, I know you don't get her,

but she's the one who's...

she's the one who's always gonna be there.

Okay.

Ethel said he still performs.

Hmm.

Yeah, that's impressive.

Just performing every night, putting himself out there

to entertain people still.

Oh, he has a show this Thursday in Tribeca.

- I'll go with you. - Okay.

I want you to have anything you want.

I just don't want you doing things

without knowing you're safe.

Oh, Ethel's begging to join.

Do you mind?

I would, if I only had a choice.

♪ Feel my love for you ♪

♪ Groovy yeah ♪

♪ Got me stuck like crazy ♪

♪ I want you so goddamn bad ♪

♪ My groovy yeah ♪

♪ Groovy yeah ♪

♪ Going mad ♪

♪ And my groovy yeah ♪

- This way? - Yeah, yeah.

No, no, this way, this way.

- Oh, yes, there it is. - There is is, there it is.

Alrighty, should we knock or?

- Yes. - Okay.

Do you wanna knock?

You can knock.

- I'll knock? - Yeah, you go ahead.

We'll both knock.

- Oh. - Hi.

Oh, hello young ladies.

Oh, I know you.

Howdy neighbor.

Howdy.

Right on, thanks for coming.

I'm glad you came.

Thank you.

The show was unbelievable,

you're incredible.

The lyrics meant so much to me

and I just felt like all the songs

were coming from your soul.

And I could just feel what you had endured, you know?

Oh, sweetheart, you're a doll.

You know the way to this aged man heart.

I also live in the building, I'm Ethel.

Ethel, it's a pleasure to meet you.

I'm kind of Holly's, you know,

sister from another mister. - Yes.

I'm the one who got her and Lyle into the building.

Lyle Lovett?

No, no, you actually met him.

My husband. - Oh.

So tell me, Holly, how did you feel about the show?

I enjoyed it very much.

Holly, hmm.

There's a song in that name,

waiting to be scribed by a man

that knows the inner workings of your divine nature.

Lyle was once a magician.

Oh, he must have put a spell on you.

Hey, you look like you could use a drink.

Yeah, yes.

Whatever you're having.

Not here.

Oh, where?

My place.

Straight down your hall.

Bring Lyle if you desire.

And bring Lyle Lovett too.

I'd love to ask that cat how he landed Julia.

All right.

Howdy Mr. Johnson.

It's Mr. Johnston with a T, young lady.

Well, it's Isabella.

You gave me your spare key.

Are you serious?

Young lady, I must have lost my marbles.

Well, what are we thinking?

I just- I don't know, I just-

Come on.

It's pretty rude of you not to show faith.

He invited you too, Lyle.

- Oh. - Yeah, chaperone Ethel.

- Me? No. - Yeah.

This was for you, not me,

not Ethel either for that matter, for you.

I trust you, go.

Be safe.

You go, text me.

Send pictures.

Just, you go. - Okay, all right.

Who is it?

Hi, it's Ethel.

Where's Holly?

Uh, she's home.

Return with her.

She's kind of tired.

Return with her if you desire coming in.

Okay.

What went wrong?

Oh my God.

Ask me instead what went right.

Can't you tell by the look on my face?

I'm not gonna take no for an answer, come on.

- Come- - You know

you have my blessing.

Lyle, come, come.

I defeat the purpose.

Just go.

Just let me know you're safe.

Oh, wait, wait, one last thing.

Any details are yours.

Seal the vault, I don't need to hear.

- Understood. - Love you.

I love you.

Okay, come on, come on, I got her, got her, got her.

Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go.

Go, go. - Okay, okay, okay.

Alrighty.

Wait, wait, hold on.

Let me check your teeth.

Oh.

Clean.

Hair is a little.

Maybe. - In front?

- Yeah, yeah. - One side?

Yeah, yeah, one side, one side, okay.

- Knock or- - It's unlocked,

ladies. - Just go.

- Yeah, yeah. - He's expecting us.

Going to do some magic, Mr. Ayker?

I have no idea.

♪ Chicken wing chicken wing ♪ ♪ Hotdog and baloney ♪

♪ Chicken and macaroni ♪ ♪ Chilling with- ♪

- Your drink. - Thank you.

Seriously?

You already owe us from the last two times.

Yeah, we actually have to work jobs we hate.

You think that you don't have to work,

but let me tell you something, honey.

You do.

You have to work on you.

And I'm not talking about a cleanse.

Therapy is normal now.

I'll cover you again.

Okay, I'm sorry.

There's nothing but liquor over there.

Okay, where's Holly?

I can't drink.

Okay, Ethel.

Where's Holly?

Oh, Holly is...

she's on Hoyt's couch.

Fully clothed. - Hey,

I don't need to know.

No, okay, suit yourself.

You want me to stay

with you? - No.

No, go back there please.

Be there for Holly.

Well, she's... do you wanna hear?

No, go.

Please, make sure she's safe.

- She's safe. - Okay, great, great.

- Yeah. - Let's- let's go.

Now what have you been doing all this time?

It's been 15 minutes.

Right, I know.

What have you been doing?

Nothing.

By not telling me,

what do you want me to think you were up to?

Getting ready for bed.

- You're fully clothed. - Okay.

You know, I really shouldn't go back there.

I mean, I'm a mess.

Okay, thought you couldn't drink.

Well, clearly I shouldn't,

but nobody was stopping me

and so now I can't.

Let me- you know what I'll do?

I'll go back and I'll get a...

I had a pre-rolled joint in my bag.

So, you hang tight. - Okay.

- I'll come back. - No, no, just-

We'll hang out.

Just- just stay there.

- All right. - And be there for Holly.

Yes, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Mum's the word, mum's the word.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Mum's the word.

Don't return here without her.

Yes, sir.

Hey.

What are you doing awake this late, Dad?

Well, I was up for once at a time that I knew you'd be,

and I wanted to see if,

you know, after the other night.

I'm fine.

If it had to happen to one parent,

I'm glad it wasn't you.

I gotta go.

Wait, why?

Kind of busy, I'm going somewhere.

Okay, where are you off to?

Wherever I want.

- With Walter? - Who?

Oh, no. - You want some company?

Shouldn't you be with mom?

She's out for the night herself.

Mom is out?

But you're tied to her hip.

Well, can I join you or not?

Okay, yeah, sure.

I'll text you an address.

Okay, great, I'll see you shortly.

Are you serious, Dad?

This is weird as fuck.

But okay, yeah, see you.

Okay.

What kind of event is this?

Dad, chill.

Do you want a hit of my vape?

I'm relaxing.

No, I'm fine.

Mom's not here.

And between us, her ass has gotten high

plenty of times behind your back, no joke.

She's so weird when she's high.

Mind you, an hour before I see her,

I swallow an impressive amount of Xanax,

which might explain why I slur my words

and I act all zen and shit around her.

But at least you're cool.

You let me be me without telling me how to fucking breathe.

Well, you don't listen to me anyway, so.

- I listen to nobody. - Exactly.

I just wish you'd be kinder to your mother.

She's your Achilles heel, Dad, and you know it.

Do you wanna know how her pancreatic cancer is doing?

I can take a wild guess,

probably figure it out myself.

Wow, they're here?

That's crazy.

Hans, good to see you.

Hey, how come they don't have to wait?

Dad, you don't know who they are?

- No. - Fuck, of course you don't.

They're worth, I don't even know... they're billionaires.

- Oh, wow. - Yeah.

I'm- I'm- I'm chilling, I promise.

I'm just curious what kind of event this is.

Okay, you've waited long enough.

Drum roll.

Humor me, come on, drum roll.

You're hopefully gonna see me perform tonight.

God, that's great.

Like, like in a play or something?

Not quite.

And hopefully, I said.

Okay, okay.

ID's please.

Lyle Ayker, you're that magician dude.

- Yeah. - Yeah, my dad's the shit.

He's with me, I'm on the list.

Greta Ayker, gotcha.

Good to go.

- Thank you so much. - Thank you.

So the performing list is basically a Chinese auction

with artists vying for paid gigs.

Does that make sense?

- No. - It will.

Let's fucking go!

Artists, artists, artists, artists, artists.

Thank you, we see you, we feel you.

For those of you who don't know us.

Shame on you.

My name is Chad Villaro and this is my baby brother.

By 68 seconds.

Gabe Villaro, everybody.

And together we

support artists. - Support artists.

We were advised to go to business school

and forget about our dream of becoming real artists.

Though it led to making money.

An abundance of it.

- Fuck you money. - Fuck you money.

It didn't feed our souls.

Which is why.

Once a month, say it with us.

We give back to keep art alive.

Keep art alive. - Yes!

You fine folks here did not follow our same advice

and we salute you.

So, in this corner of the room, we need one fine soul

to bear himself, herself, or themself for art.

And the sake of $5,000.

It doesn't entail much.

You'll come on up, introduce yourself,

casually undress, and then model on this

finally upholstered furniture

for these two generous patrons

who've each pledge $2,500 to sketch you by hand.

Do we have a volunteer?

Right in the front,

you in the blue, come on up.

No, no, what are you doing?

Dad, you've seen me naked.

When?

You bathed me and changed my ass.

When you were a baby.

You have accidentally walked in on me masturbating

and with boyfriends.

I'm gonna go.

Dad, it's 5K.

Let's make mom proud, I'm working here.

Why would you want me to stay?

I'm comfortable, I could care less.

I'm not comfortable.

And I do care.

We're waiting Smurfette.

Okay, then leave.

Okay.

Dinner this week?

Sure, call me.

Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it,

do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it.

Have we met?

We have, right here one month ago.

Please introduce yourself.

I am Greta Ayker.

Performance artist, visual poet, actress and model.

Welcome, Greta.

Is that your boy toy with you tonight?

Um, that is my old man.

Your father?

How does he feel about, you know, what you're about to do?

He's supportive of my decisions.

He's best dad in the world.

Let's give a round of applause for Greta's dad.

Go Dad, yeah.

All right folks,

and it's about to get hot in here.

Greta, when you're ready, kindly undress.

All eyes are on you.

Take it off, take it off, take it off.

Damn.

Can I keep my socks on?

Your toesies woesies get cold?

They do.

The feet mittens can stay.

Lyle!

It's okay.

♪ When this cold, cold world ♪

♪ Won't let you in ♪

♪ When this cold, cold world ♪

♪ Won't let you in ♪

♪ Stretch your hand out here ♪ - I'm sorry.

I wish I had better news.

♪ Guide you home ♪

Hey, Lyle.

How did Holly make out?

Well, uh.

She's been better.

Who were the flowers for?

Actually, they're for Lyle

to put in a vase for his, uh, breathtaking wife.

What's more glamorous about this wife?

Her lack of hair or her lack of makeup?

Both, equal plus her vigor.

Not to mention her heart.

The one on her sleeve

and the one that's still beating.

Hey, may I borrow you?

These bare hands have installed crown molding

in my guest bathroom.

I would love a second opinion.

Sure.

Let me get myself together.

You're quite ready as is.

Joining us, Lyle?

No, I'll hold the fort down here.

Okay.

Forgot I was coming to see you.

I must be losing my mind, I don't-

Tricked you, ha.

I'm unannounced.

Brace yourself.

Ready to blow your mind.

It really doesn't need to.

Well, my latest feat is ready, come.

Good.

Do you remember my Celeste?

Say hello.

Hi, Celeste.

Keep your eye on her, watch her closely,

'cause when I or you or anybody claps their hands,

she'll go poof.

Give it a whirl.

Well done.

Where's the bird?

You tell me where my Celeste is.

Let's see under the coat.

You- you got me, Kiki, congratulations.

It hasn't been particularly the best day,

so if you don't mind telling me,

I'd really appreciate it.

Ah, well, letting you in my secret

is like Superman buying Kryptonite for Lex Luther

to stick up his tuchus.

Okay, we've known each other for decades.

I've let you in on lots of classified info.

I thank you profusely,

but every time you've been a willing sucker.

I could fire you.

You'd be burning yourself.

Any customers today?

Our maid, Mariah, quit on us.

Whoa, hello Holly.

Hi, high on life.

What fruit loops is she on?

Wait, you smell that?

What, you smoke pot with Hoyt?

One hit, one hit.

He grows medicinal stuff, not recreational.

See, I'm on Kiki's planet now, Kiki.

Holly, you're on a lot of different meds.

What if it doesn't react positively?

Look, I'm gonna die either way.

Come on, I've spent my whole life playing it safe.

I can count the number of times

I've smoked pot on one hand.

Greta told me you hit her pin with her

and I didn't believe her.

Well, that prevented me from dissecting her life apart.

Come on, just... sit.

Please, don't judge me.

You refuse to take an Advil.

You've never done a drug in your entire life.

Just, look, I'm sorry.

I mean, I knew it would upset you, but-

Then why do it if you knew?

You're okay with me fucking him

but not him getting me stoned?

I'm concerned for you.

Not as concerned as I'm for you.

I dreadfully regret that we didn't take massive risks.

Define risks.

Hoyt, he- he spends his day honing his music

and he maintains this aura of confidence no matter what.

And he- he lives.

We've never lived.

My mother would've smacked sense into me

if I ever even dreamt of being a singer,

and your mom would've murdered you.

You wanna know what happened at Hoyt?

No.

- Nothing. - Correct.

Correct, nothing.

Nothing happened.

It could have,

but it didn't.

It could.

Look, I told you, I don't wanna know, all right?

I don't wanna know.

I don't wanna hurt you.

You won't.

You make me happy every day.

I wanna witness you doing something that makes

you happy just for you.

That would make me so happy.

Howdy again.

Can I borrow Holly one more time?

Nothing outta line, pinky swear.

M-hm.

I love you.

Holly, it's not locked.

It's Ethel.

- Oh, okay. - You alone?

- No, no. - Oh, where's Holly?

Is she here?

- No. - Oh.

So who's here?

- You. - Besides us?

Nobody.

So you're here alone?

- Yes. - Oh.

Pretty pricey scotch you got there.

Hey, let's do a shot.

I actually already just did so.

Good for you.

Let's do another. - Okay.

Ooh, oh.

Let's- let's make a cheers.

- To what? - To us.

- Us? - Yeah, come on.

To us, you and I, you and me, us.

Nobody's gonna miss her more than us.

- To Holly. - Yeah.

Not us.

The days will fly by,

but the sleepless nights won't.

I'm telling you, you're gonna get very lonely.

Ethel, I love Holly.

Yes, planet Earth is aware.

I was drinking tequila with Hoyt

and I- I think I may have swallowed a worm.

I'm gonna go freshen up. - Okay.

- Hey. - Oh, Mr. Ayker.

How are you this evening?

I'm amazing, I'm perfect.

How- how are you?

I am wonderful.

My little boy at home, my one-year-old,

he started walking today.

- No way, he's walking? - He's walking.

Louie, the hell you doing here?

Get home to him.

You know what, I remember when my little Greta,

well, not little anymore,

but now I haven't a clue, actually,

when she started walking.

Oh, she always felt face first, wailing helplessly.

Nothing would shut her up.

Nothing's changed, poor baby.

But you know what?

Life is so worth it, Louie.

It's so worth it.

Pretty soon your little boy will be talking.

Gonna be talking shit about you

and you just, you just keep smiling,

Louie, at your proudest

'cause your boy's a-walking here.

You know what, his name escapes me.

Oh, it's Louie, Louie Junior.

Louie Junior.

You know what, you spend this on Louie Junior.

- Thank you Mr. Ayker. - Yeah.

Your energy this evening, I love it.

I usually can't get two words outta you.

You know what, here the thing, Louie.

I'm drunk as a skunk.

I never would've convicted you, sir.

You know, you're always so respectful and friendly.

That's why you're so loved here, Louie Sr.

Thank you Mr. Ayker.

I mean, hey, you got a coat or something?

It's kind of chilly out tonight.

You going far?

I have no clue.

Well, consider bundling up, you're wet.

Okay, okay.

All right. - See you.

Hey, can I ask you a question?

Okay.

Are you even a fan of Hoyt Johnston?

Of the man or his music?

He would quote that they go hand in hand.

He's personable, I guess.

I mean, he radiates charm.

Mm, he's a huge philanthropist.

You could be too, you've got the time.

Mm.

Are you a fan of his music?

Sure.

I can't sing like him.

You must hate him.

I mean, deep down you must really hate him.

I hate no one, not even... nobody.

I'll break open my '78 Beaucastel next.

Oh my.

I'm already high.

Well, at least you're not drunk.

Can I ask you another question?

Just ask Ethel, don't ask to ask.

You do it too often.

- Gosh. - Don't say that word either.

What, I'm sorry.

Holly says, "Just ask, no apology."

- I'm sorry. - Ask.

Why is it that Lyle is the only man

that you've ever made love to?

What can I do to make you respect me?

Treat me as if I'm a real person?

You've never gotten to know me.

I know you.

I mean, know me know me.

Listen, I- I know what you two have

is hard to find at any age.

The look on your face, watching you is like,

you're watching me die trying.

Point is, she doesn't want us to be alone.

You, me, us.

So-

Stop.

She wants this for us.

We can seal it in the vault.

He's the only man I've ever loved.

Lucky man.

♪ Baby if you need me ♪

♪ I sure would love ♪

What's- what's wrong with waiting?

I have waited.

But this way we can say that we did this for you.

- Hi. - Hi.

No, Holly, Holly.

It's not time.

It's not time yet.

Holly.

Come on.

Yeah, hello.

My- my wife is not breathing.

Hoyt!

Hoyt!

Where's the fire?

What's wrong?

Holly's not breathing.

Come, come. - What?

- Holly. - Peacefully in her sleep.

Exactly how she wanted.

She was considerate of you in life

and now in death.

What a woman.

What a woman.

Can you please pull your shirt up?

It's a dress,

and I forgot panties.

All right.

Thank you.

- Condolences. - Thank you.

Condolences.

You know, we never had anything to say to each other,

but the way she made you feel,

she was someone lovely.

I only met her once,

but I knew she was special.

Thank you, thank you.

Isn't that the musician mogul over there?

Yep, sure is.

Hoyt Johnston.

Thanks for coming, Kiki and Wendell.

There's more heads than I thought.

Yeah, sure.

That makes two of us.

Hi, I'm Ethel, I was Holly's best friend.

- Oh, Kiki. - Wendell.

Hi, nice to meet you.

They work with me at the shop.

Oh, I see.

You haven't been to his store?

I know, I'm real.

I don't believe in magic.

Well, do you believe in not being

such a snotty bitch and supporting someone

'cause it's the right thing to do?

Let me tell you something, young lady,

your mother supported you.

She lost faith in her only child

even after you had your second abortion,

when you were a minor.

Okay enough, enough.

Lyle, so sorry.

Thanks, thanks Brent.

Greta, you got big.

I'm sorry for your loss.

I'm gonna miss Holly's Christmas meatballs.

Perhaps maybe you have her recipe?

I'll see.

Oh yeah, I mean, come on, that red sauce, I mean-

There was no meat.

Holly was sneaky.

But it was for a good cause, our health.

Yeah.

- You take care of yourselves. - It's a loss.

If you need anything, call me.

Thanks Ellen, thanks Brent.

This is why I've always fucking loved

mom's side of the family.

Okay, okay.

- I'm sorry, Mr. Ayker. - Thank you.

You okay, hon?

Lyle, I- I don't what to say, man.

Just, if you need anything.

Both of you.

Those butterscotch cookies

dipped in butter that she made.

Oh, they were delectable.

Oh, I'll see if I can find her recipe, Louie.

Oh no, Mr. Ayker, that's- that's not why I'm here.

I'm not here looking for recipes, you know?

Holly was truly a breath of fresh air.

You know, you're old,

but you are cool, Big L.

Thank you, Greta.

- I'm so sorry. - Thank you so much.

It's all right.

Thank you for paying respects, Hoyt.

I'm Lyle's daughter Greta.

Greta, pleasure's mine.

Your mother was more than a human being.

I have no idea what that means.

Greta, Hoyt's my neighbor.

He's kind of a well-known musician.

Ah, millennials won't know me.

Actually, I'm a generation Z-er.

Really?

Aren't you cats hella worse?

It's yet to be determined.

Where'd you get this pizza from?

Dad?

The spot on First Avenue.

I love it there, big ass slices.

Swish, nice shot.

New York fucking pizza.

Look, I get you're sad and all,

but what the fuck do you want from me?

I'm trying to change the mood in here.

Sorry I can't keep my mouth shut.

Hence, why I am friendless

and no job or sexual relation lasts for me.

That makes sense, yeah.

You have a friend in me forever.

Okay, Buzz Lightyear.

Love you too,

but we're like oil and vinegar.

Will you miss your mom a little?

What do you want me to say, Dad?

Look, it was always something with you,

we never knew what we were gonna get.

Okay, Forrest Gump.

Sorry.

I already forgave you.

So, what was, um, a famous neighbor doing there today?

How did mom know him aside from,

like, an infrequent elevator hello?

That's a long story.

I've got loads of time.

Another day.

Whatever.

I didn't want her to die.

You know, as cold as her ass was,

she was still my mom.

I'm gonna go hit my vape outside.

You wanna join?

Hey, I made my world-famous brisket.

Oh, there's hardly any room in the fridge.

But it's sweet of you though.

It's best if you eat it while it's hot.

I'm starving, I hope you're hungry.

Where's your daughter?

You sure you don't want any?

I'm content at the moment.

All right, I hate to eat by myself.

It's gonna make me feel like a pig.

Come on, sit, I'll make you a plate.

I'm content at the moment.

You sure?

I don't wanna sit here and eat solo.

Where's Greta?

Oh, look at this, speak of the devil.

Greta, I made my world-famous brisket.

Should I get you a plate?

Are are you still a no on the brisket?

You invited her?

Didn't think so.

World-famous brisket.

Dad, can I have a word with you please?

What?

I ran into him in the lobby.

Who?

I know how mom knows him now.

- Who? - Hoyt told me everything.

What did Hoyt say?

What I needed to hear.

- Which is? - What I need, Dad.

Me, not you.

- You didn't? - Didn't what?

You know what.

In that short time span?

God, I hope he'd last longer.

No, I talked to him.

I- I listened to the man explain himself.

Why the fuck do you think I fucked him?

He's so old.

He's, like, older than you and...

But he is rich, so yeah.

No, I get where you're coming from,

but no, I didn't fuck him.

Got the brisket, it's still hot.

I don't want your fucking meat, Ethel.

What did she ever do to you?

Mom once said that Ethel would thrive with you.

An easygoing man with no hobbies,

who offers himself to others like water.

Over my dead body is she gonna get lucky with my dad.

You're the only normal human I have left.

You know that right?

Menopausal women are gonna fight for your ass,

and she is one tough bitch.

The sheer fathomability that you could settle with her

if she strikes at the right chord,

it plagues me, okay?

Plagues me.

But don't worry.

I've got you, okay?

I got you, I won't let it happen.

- Howdy, - Howdy, Hoyt.

Did your daughter tell you that we talked?

She was about to.

Can I invite myself in?

- Of course, yeah. - Yeah.

Oh, Ethel's over.

Hoyt, I made my world-famous,

I'm talking prize-winning, brisket

and Greta doesn't fucking want any,

so maybe you can have her portion.

By whose standards is it world famous, huh?

And who the fuck coined that glorified term?

And tell me one thing you fucking want.

What does it matter?

I mean, why are you yelling?

Oh my God, it is not world famous,

it has won nothing,

so stop self praising your fraudulent fucking meat.

Hmm, well I'll chow down.

Smells epic.

Okay, great, well sit down you logical man of reason.

Now, it's so lean, you don't even need a knife.

No knife.

Hmm, yum.

Lean indeed.

Compliments maestro.

Well, the pleasure's all hers.

Good afternoon.

Mr. Ayker, it's your boy, Louie.

So sorry again for your loss.

A lovely lady and a guy are waiting with food.

Send them right up.

A lovely lady?

Oh, that's his wacky sidekick.

Kiki and that guy work for him.

Doing magic?

I've been meaning to ask,

what tricks do you do, Lyle?

He owns the store around the block.

- Never been. - Neither has Ethel.

You can fucking go with her.

Can they make her disappear?

I'm pretty sure he was kidding.

- Hey. - Hey.

Howdy.

- Hey. - Hey.

Kiki cooked for y'all.

I purchased this is slamming cherry pie from Gristedes.

My gosh.

Sorry, oh boy.

It's full.

I'm gonna throw away this crap.

You know what, um.

- What? - Not you.

Everyone else, thank you for everything.

But I need, if you don't mind, a moment alone

to think clearly in solitude.

With me or no?

Alone with my daughter.

Okay, we can devour the rest of this at my place.

Are you inviting me over?

Provided you bring the brisket

and then excuse yourself after.

Done.

Hey, do you have some room for Wendell and myself?

Of course, why not?

Heat up the frittata when you're feeling appetized.

It's homemade.

Hey, boss, leave room for dessert.

Gristedes.

I know you wanna be alone,

but you're not alone.

I'll check in on you later, yeah?

Okay.

You know where to find me.

So? Dad?

Dad?

Why do you even want me here

if you're not gonna speak to me?

This is your home.

Then what do you call that shoebox downtown

you shell out 2K a month plus utilities for?

My vacation home away from mom.

Why do you loathe Hoyt so much?

Did I ever say that?

Not verbally.

He's pretty famous.

Yeah, I told you.

You were right.

When have I ever given you bad advice

or wrong information?

Well, that, Dad, has yet to be determined.

Do you think if I asked Hoyt for career advice,

he'd hear me out?

Hear what out?

My visual poetry, plus I can sing.

Greta, Hoyt cannot help you.

You're probably right.

I'm gonna go hit my vape outside if you wanna join.

And by the way, I actually already asked Hoyt.

He thinks I'm extremely talented.

See, unlike you, I ask for what I want.

You don't simply because

you don't even know what you want anymore.

I'm right, Dad, I know I am.

Any magic you used to have, you spent it all up on Mom.

Hell, it got me here.

Not that I fucking asked to be here,

but it's like you were her AI

and now that she's gone,

you're essentially a robot without a master or a plan.

Leave a message.

♪ Chicken and macaroni ♪

♪ Chilling with my homies ♪

♪ Chicken wing, chicken wing ♪

♪ Hotdog and baloney ♪

♪ Chicken and macaroni ♪

♪ Chilling with my homies ♪

♪ Chicken wing, chicken wing ♪

♪ Hotdog and baloney ♪ ♪ Chicken and macaroni ♪

♪ Chilling with my homies ♪

♪ Chicken wing, chicken wing ♪

♪ Hotdog and baloney ♪ ♪ Chicken and macaroni ♪

♪ Chilling with my homies ♪

♪ Chicken wing, chicken wing ♪

♪ Hotdog and baloney ♪ ♪ Chicken and macaroni ♪

Hoyt? ♪ Chilling with my homies ♪

It's Lyle. ♪ Chicken wing ♪

Greta! ♪ Chicken wing ♪

♪ Hotdog and baloney ♪ ♪ Chicken and macaroni ♪

♪ Chilling with my ♪

Hello, hello, just a second.

♪ I'm feeling all right, yeah ♪

Oh, hey.

Brisket's all gone, man.

Hoyt, where's my daughter?

♪ I'm looking ♪

♪ But I'm the only man all right ♪

♪ What you gonna do about it ♪

Lyle. ♪ When I can see ♪

Your daughter is a seductress.

Now, I- I never did anything with Holly.

She loved you.

She wanted to know what was behind my door.

She she wanted you to join her.

Me too.

♪ Hold on ♪ - Lyle?

All right, come on, man.

Now, relax.

♪ About to come back ♪

Why the fuck did you do that?

I deserved it.

Get your clothes.

Go, now.

Now!

Put some ice on it.

I'm sorry.

No, no I'm not.

I don't apologize.

It felt amazing.

Holly was the sole woman to decline me.

♪ Hold on ♪

You're a blessed man.

Dad, why the fuck did you do that?

Hoyt didn't deserve that shit.

I don't care.

Then why the fuck did you do it?

Can you please not curse

in every single sentence you say?

Sit.

I said sit.

I knew he wouldn't hit me back.

Dad.

I'm right here.

I'm scared.

Of what?

Life, I guess, in general.

- Good. - How is that good?

I've been petrified my whole life.

- Of what? - Living.

What did I say?

Did she

did she actually love me?

Of course, of course.

I just, I fucked up so many times.

I'm sorry, I cursed again.

I messed up so many times.

And she was hard on me because she loved me, right?

Yeah.

And I had no respect for her.

I wanted her money for bullshit like drugs

and shit I didn't need.

We were so different, I know that,

but I loved her.

I loved her so fucking much

and she died so fast.

You can do right by her.

There's still time to make something with your life.

That's what I want.

I told Hoyt about this live experience I wanna do.

It's like a movie and a museum

and a Broadway show all rolled into one.

You never told me about that.

When was I gonna tell you?

You were too busy being mom's parrot.

She wanted you to work hard on your own

to achieve a goal and to make something of yourself.

That's what I want, look at me.

I am.

I am.

You're beautiful.

You're smart and dangerous.

And I adore you.

Primarily when you're not being a condescending...

You're the only family I have left.

What were you gonna call me?

A child.

What did you think?

A bitch.

Seriously though, I wish you didn't punch Hoyt.

He was gonna invest some cash in me.

You don't need Hoyt.

I don't intend to keep your mom's money

in her Valley National bank account.

Per se.

To be continued.

Good evening.

Mr. Ayker, you know who.

A lovely lady has returned.

I've patted her down, unarmed, no weapons, sir.

Thank you, Louie.

Hey Dad, just don't be so hard on Hoyt.

He's too cool to be associated with you.

He wouldn't tell me the story of how you met him.

He said to ask you.

Well, then you may never know.

No, Dad, you can't- you can't do that to me.

- Hey, how are we? - Hm.

Hm, have you had a moment?

Dad decked Hoyt in the face.

No, I punched him in the throat.

- Consciously? - M-hm.

Kill shot, nice, huh.

What did he do?

Come in, it's not locked.

Howdy, Lyle.

Hey, look, I'm sorry for...

you did what any decent father would've and should've.

And thanks for not bashing in my face.

My throat hurts like hell.

Keep ice on.

You sound like Tom Waits now.

Greta, I was sincere about your skillset,

and I'm down to try honing your craft.

Trying.

Thanks, but-

She'd love any advice you can give her.

We both would.

I'm curious to hear what you have in mind.

Well, I'm glad you asked.

See, what I'm-

No, you know what, on second thought,

don't waste time explaining it to me,

just execute.

Okay.

Hell, I got some people that I can pitch it to,

down to putting some capital up on it.

That won't be necessary.

We have our own money.

No, I do.

Don't screw her.

Literally, but figuratively just as much.

Or it will be your face next time.

Okay, deal.

You got a very generous old man here, young lady,

and a bright future.

And we have a lot of work to do.

When do you wanna get started?

How about now?

No time like the present

Your place?

More space.

You know where to find us.

Oh, one more thing, while the iron is hot.

Since my latest album, "Regina", back in 1999,

I've been planning a comeback record.

Would you be down to partnering up?

I suspect you like my music.

Do you have a business plan?

Oh, right here cat, accounted for.

Okay, well, put it in my hands and maybe.

All right.

Anything you'd like to talk about?

Hmm, not particularly.

Would you care to know

how I make my Celeste vanish into thin air?

Sure.

Would you like the power of knowledge

on how to monetize the shop?

Cut to the chase.

Both questions require one answer.

Sorceress Kiki has arrived.

The world yearns to know where my Celeste poofs off to.

Let's join forces.

Live shows, your return

headlined by my twilight awakening.

I'm flattered,

but my heart's not there anymore.

I'm sorry to disappoint.

Tell me how much, Sorceress Kiki.

I'll fund your whole shebang.

For you to fail won't possibly be from lack of effort

and you've had the look down for years.

You deserve it.

I'll make us loaded.

That won't make either of us happy.

Eternally, my gratitude is yours.

Okay, I can't breathe.

Please don't forget your day job.

Your shop?

Never.

It's our second home.

You won't regret it.

♪ Just had to begin again ♪

♪ Had to get through the maze ♪

♪ Pull back from destruction ♪

♪ Just to set the hills ablaze ♪

♪ You had my full attention ♪

♪ But you had longed to stray ♪

♪ Living in the disconnect ♪

♪ My view began to phase ♪

♪ Dreaming of a better place ♪

♪ I dream of something more ♪

♪ Living in the shades of gray ♪

♪ Living in the shades of gray ♪

♪ We'll see what's in store ♪

♪ I picked up myself again ♪

♪ In the process of repair ♪

♪ You only wanted shelter ♪

♪ I was unaware ♪

♪ Living in the shades of gray ♪

♪ Living in the shades of gray ♪