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♪♪

Woman: Chantal?!

Chantal?!

Man: Chantal?!

Chantal?!

Chantal?!

Chantal?!

Chantal?!

All: Chantal?!

♪♪

Woman: Girl,

you standin' in shit.

Huh?

Nasty.

Don't wear them

on the train.

Make the whole MTA

smell like shit.

♪♪

♪ Obedear,

the sky is low watch ♪

♪ Fluent seamen

rig their rudders, so... ♪

So, Kristine

runs up to us

with, like, shards of glass

literally still in her hair.

Mm-hmm.

And she's, like,

"Help me flip my car over!"

And I was like,

"No. Call the police."

You know, and, like,

I felt so bad for her,

but it was like,

"You can't bring us

into your mess," you know?

This is not enough

ketchup.

I'm gonna need

some more ketchup, sweetie.

Do you guys remember that girl

Chantal Witherbottom?

Mm.

Uh, no. Who is that?

I do feel like

I remember that name.

She was like --

She was like this girl --

You know, we went to college

with her.

She -- I'm just

trying to think of

a way

you would remember her.

Um...here, look.

Do you have ketchup?

Oh.

Dory: Remember?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, she sucked.

Why'd she suck?

Because she had

nothing to offer.

She always, like,

brushing her hair in public.

Yeah.

It's, like,

brush it home, please.

Right.

She was always just,

like, around,

and she was, um --

I mean,

she was very jealous of me.

Do you?

Portia:

It was -- It was like --

No. I don't

recognize her, no.

It wasn't always that way.

Nice picture, though.

Because,

you guys remember?

Hey, big man!

It was, like, off the bat,

I was cast as a freshman

in all the plays.

And, you know, it was, like,

some people got it,

but her job

was to read lines with me.

Uh-huh.

So, she didn't

like that.

Well,

she's gone missing.

What do you mean

"gone missing"?

She's, like,

a missing person.

There's posters of her,

like, all over the city.

Dory,

what happened to her?

I mean, she's missing.

Well, where is she?

That's --

That's the question.

Why?

Portia,

no one at the table knows.

[ Voice breaking ]

Oh, my God.

I feel like -- I feel like

I'm about to cry.

I know, right?

I mean, it's insane.

Dor...did I sleep with

that waiter a few years ago?

I don-- I don't know.

Because he's acting like

he doesn't remember me.

Drew: And we've been severely

under-ketchuped.

Excuse me. Hey.

It's just crazy 'cause we --

we were friends.

Friends?

You just described her as

"That girl,

Chantal Witherbottom."

Yeah, but...she was

really nice to me.

You know, I felt like

she had a really good heart.

Don't you think

it's so sad?

I think it's sad.

It's sad.

I hope she's okay.

Mm-hmm.

Drew: You got crap

in your teeth.

What?

Come here.

Let me dig it out.

Oh, no, it's okay.

Oh, come on.

No, I'm still eating.

[ Giggles ]

Never mind, it's --

Excuse me. Yes.

You or your friend.

♪ I got a roof ♪

♪ Got a roof ♪

♪ Got a master plan ♪

♪ Still I don't give a hoot ♪

♪ I'm on signs,

and I'm on the news ♪

Woman: Chantal Witherbottom

was pursing an MFA in poetry

when she finally

achieved her goal

of self-publishing

her collection of poems.

And then she disappeared

under mysterious circumstances.

Drew: Babe.

Last seen at

her sister's bridal shower

at their family home

in Chappaqua, New York...

Babe.

...Witherbottom's sister

Elizabeth told officials...

Babe. Baby.

...she sent Chantal on

an errand to pick up cupcakes.

Yo.

But she never returned.

Babe!

Hi.

I need to eat now.

[ Beep ]

♪ She tastes like

heat and rain ♪

♪ She tastes like

heat and ra-a-in ♪

♪ She tastes like

heat and rain ♪

You know...

♪ She tastes like

heat and ra-a-in ♪

...I think I'm gonna do that

Leading Women to Lead thing.

That's something you think

I'd be good at, right?

♪ Something

I could be good at ♪

♪ Something

I could be good at ♪

♪ What are you talking

abo-o-ut? ♪

♪ What is up with you,

Dory? ♪

[ Grunting,

breathing heavily ]

Do you want me to --

Aw! Shh. Shh.

Don't talk, baby.

Come on. Don't talk. Don't talk.

Don't talk.

Shh. Shh.

Oh, you almost ready?

Yeah.

Here we go.

[ Grunting ]

Are you okay?

Yeah.

My foot's cramping.

[ Exhales sharply ]

♪♪

Goodwill. Goodwill.

Oh, God. What was I thinking?

Goodwill.

Ah!

This I have been saving

for you.

To do what with?

Wear it.

Oh, yeah, of cour--

Yeah. Oh, okay.

You could belt it.

It's perfect.

Yeah.

Oh, wait.

How on earth are you gonna

carry all this stuff

10 blocks?

I just thought

I'd get an Uber...

Perfect!

...and then I could just pick up

the dry-cleaning on my way back.

Dory, how is it

that you are so good

at all this stuff

no one else wants to do?

Yeah.

I'm just happy I could help.

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Look, my parents

were very progressive,

which was great.

Yeah, they were great.

Oh! Hey! One second.

And, um...

And right now I'm working

for a major artist.

I'm producing her show.

I can't really say who she is,

but, um, she's huge.

Um, I'm a stylist.

I'm a designer.

I can act if I need to.

I could curate.

I really

just like projects.

I should introduce you

to Martine.

Oh, I love Martine.

[ Chuckles ]

She's amazing,

so no introduction needed.

Portia: Yeah, but it's just so

cute because "Surviving Essex"

is, like, my parents'

favorite show,

and so they are so sweet

and excited,

and, like, they get it

because I'm --

I'm kind of doing it

as an actor now, which is --

I don't know if you're, like,

a creative type --

I don't really watch TV,

so...

Dory, do you know

my friend Alyssa?

No. Hi.

Hi.

Elliott:

Alyssa's a chef at Glasserie,

and Corinne

is a designer at Vogue.

Oh, wow.

This is Dory.

She is my friend...

from college.

Can I, um, talk to you

for a moment?

Sure.

So, Drew...

were the LSATs hard?

Yeah, I wouldn't know.

I, um --

I go to business school.

Ohh.

We don't take that.

I --

Hey, Portia.

Hi!

Are you okay?

Yeah. Why? Why?

Well, I saw your post

about your friend.

Chantal?

Oh!

It's so hard.

[ Voice breaking ]

Yeah. Thank you for asking.

No, of course.

That's so sweet of you.

[ Normal voice ]

I'm okay.

Good.

I just hope she is.

Yeah. Totally.

We just hope

she's having a moment.

But you are --

Like, your support

means so much to me

and to, like, her family.

Oh, of course.

Of course. Yeah.

Thank you.

Marc, if it looks like

I was flirting,

it's probably 'cause I was,

okay?

It's part of my work,

and you have to be comfortable

with that.

Okay,

but as your boyfriend --

Uh! That word!

Okay,

I swallow your cum.

Shh.

I take your mom to lunch

every Sunday.

To me -- To me,

that means "boyfriend."

Okay, look, look.

I think what we have

is so, so, so,

so, so, so special.

But when you use

that term,

it just kind of undoes

all of that, okay?

If you're gonna make this

into a problem,

I feel like

you should go home.

But we are in love!

See, I feel like we're

saying the same thing.

I set a Google alert

for Chantal,

but it keeps updating

me with this woman who

has the same name,

who just turned 115

in Miami.

Hmm.

Which is, you know,

impressive, but...

[ Grunts ]

What?

Dory!

Don't look! Don't!

Oh, my God.

Should I say hi to him first,

or wait till he says --

[ Whispering ] He's coming.

Which one should I do?

I don't know, but he's here.

He's here.

[ Normal voice ] Hey.

Hey. Hey.

Hi.

Hi.

[ Laughs ]

Hey, what's up?

Hey.

How you doing?

I'm okay.

Good.

Yeah.

Well, hey, I-I think

I'm gonna head out of here.

Oh, but you

just got here.

Yeah, I just --

I just realized

I'm not really up for this.

But, hey, it's good to see you.

It's been a minute.

Yeah.

You're not still working

for that rich lady, right?

No.

All right.

I-I mean, no, yeah,

yeah, I am,

but it's just like --

just for now.

Sure. Sure.

Yeah.

Cool.

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay.

This is nice.

Mm.

Uh...

Bye.

I made you a little drink.

Thanks.

[ Both chuckle ]

♪♪

[ Muffled shouting in distance ]

Should we do something?

There's no point.

Something terrible

could be happening.

Yeah, something terrible

is happening everywhere

all the time.

[ Thudding, shouting continues ]

Oh, my God.

Okay.

This is horrible.

Yeah.

This is horrible.

Okay, how about this?

If we hear, like,

a glass shatter

or something like that,

I'll go over there.

Okay.

Okay?

Yeah.

[ Glass shatters ]

Oh, my God!

Uh, yeah, I don't --

I -- That could have

been anything.

I don't know.

I just -- Look.

Honestly, if you want

to go over there

and deal with that,

that's fine.

I don't know.

Wha-- Well,

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do, either.

Dory, I can't...

[ Shouting continues ]

[ Papers rustling ]

Paulette: Okay, so...

Look, these girls,

these teenage girls,

they're a very,

very special breed.

They're smart.

They're driven.

They're skillful.

They're passionate.

These girls

need to be challenged,

and I just feel that with you,

they would --

They'd be bored

out of their minds.

I mean [Chuckles] I read

all four pages

of your personal statement,

and...

it -- it seems

to paint a picture

of someone who's immobile,

someone stuck, perhaps.

I-I mean, I [Sighs]

Honestly, you're not even

equipped to teach ticktacktoe.

Right. Um...

I think, uh...

what I was trying

to express was, um...

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm, uh -- I'm having a little

trouble finding my words.

[ Stammers ]

Uh, I'm sorry.

I'm -- I'm sorry.

I-I-I'm so sorry.

Look, it's just not

a good match.

That's it.

It's clear-cut.

I just feel

a little lost.

Um...

I -- I didn't even really

want to do this program, really.

But I thought

it would feel nice.

It's just, like, everybody

can tell me what I can't do.

But nobody can tell me

what I can do.

How'd it go?

I didn't get it.

What? Oh, my God.

That's crazy.

Yeah.

Well, do you think

they switched up your

application or something?

No, no.

I think they just hated me.

Oh, no.

Nobody hates you.

Come on. Hey.

Yeah?

Let's get

some ice cream.

No, I don't want

ice cream.

I'll get you

Moose Tracks.

I know you like

Moose Tracks.

No, I -- I don't want

any right now.

Okay.

What do you want?

I got you. What do you want?

I want --

I really want you

to just walk like

10 steps behind me

just for...now, okay?

Come on.

I'm not gonna walk --

Here. Come on.

Look, you're upset, all right?

Yeah.

Let's just

take a deep breath, huh?

All right, this is not

the end of the world.

This is, what, some thing?

It's whatever.

I know that. I know that.

It's just whatever.

Look, honestly, when I tend

to get overwhelmed,

I like to just chill out

and think about the things

I'm grateful for --

you, my mom --

Would you please

stop talking?

Please stop talking.

Okay.

Just no words. Just stop.

No. No.

Absolutely.

Yes.

Hey, give me a hug.

Come on.

No, I don't

want a hug, Drew!

Listen to me...

I get it.

I don't want a hug,

I don't want ice cream,

I don't want to

take a deep breath

and think about

what I'm thankful for.

I just want you

to shut the fuck up.

Could you do that for me?

Yeah.

I'm just trying to help --

I said,

"Shut the fuck up!"

I said,

"Shut the fuck up!"

Why can't you do

anything I ask you to do?!

Shut the fuck up!

Shut the fuck up!

Shut the fuck up!!

[ Horns honk in distance ]

What's up?

Hey.

Hi.

Hi, guys.

[ Chuckles ]

Hey, Elizabeth.

Hi.

Hey. Good.

How are you?

♪♪

I've just been, like,

waking up,

like, in cold sweats

every morning.

Really?

Yeah, and, like,

in a good way, though.

Pull me down.

Have you been

to, like, a doctor?

Yeah.

Elliott:

Hi, Mark.

Oh, hey!

Elliott!

Hey!

[ Laughs ]

Uh, Luke, uh, Elliott.

Hi. I'm Luke.

Hi.

Are you guys friends?

Uh, well, we met last night,

and now we're here, so --

Right, right, right.

Shh, shh, shh. So sorry.

Um, It's just crazy because

this has been my yoga class

for probably three years now,

give or take a few,

so this guest appearance,

which seems like

such a fun coincidence, is

clearly a very calculated move.

Okay, well,

it is a great class.

Yeah, I love Danielle.

We're very close friends.

[ Both sigh ]

Portia: Hi!

Um, is my mom around?

She is. You can go on in.

Great.

Oh, and congratulations.

Thank you.

[ Knock on door ]

Hi, Mom!

Mom, why are you eating?

We're supposed to get lunch.

I'll be ready in two.

Okay.

[ Chuckles ] It's so sweet

of your receptionist.

She was congratulating me.

I'm, like, so embarrassed

that you can't stop

telling people.

Congratulating you

for what?

"Surviving Essex."

What?

It's the show that I got

the audition and then I got.

Hey, superstar.

[ Chuckles nervously ]

Congratulations --

Senior Policy Adviser?

Get out of town.

Oh, no.

No, that's --

No, that's not me.

That's my sister, Alexa.

I'm -- I'm just Portia.

Oh! Sorry.

It's okay.

Cool.

Eric,

have you had lunch yet?

I have.

Well, why don't you join us

and have some iced tea?

Otherwise

we'll be bored to death.

Sounds great.

[ Knock on door ]

Hey, uh --

Hey, w-what are you doing here?

Um...

can I come in?

Uh, no.

No, it's actually

not a good time.

Oh. Okay.

Yeah, yeah.

Are you seeing somebody?

Y-- No, I mean --

It doesn't matter.

I don't want to know,

actually.

I came here just because

I wanted to, uh,

ask you something,

and, uh, you know,

you're a real honest guy.

[ Chuckles nervously ]

I just wanted to ask,

uh,

what did you even...

like about me,

like, when we were together,

you know?

Come on.

Thanks.

[ Clears throat ]

Julian:

Jimmy, stop the timer.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't realize.

I can go.

I mean, I don't want to get

in the way of your education.

It's fine.

So, did you stop

the journalist thing, or --

No, no, no.

I'm still a journalist.

I just like

helping the kids.

Oh.

So, tell me and Jimmy

what's up.

Well, it's mainly just...

all this Chantal stuff.

It's just really

got me thinking --

Chantal?

Yeah.

You know she's missing,

right?

It's so, so scary.

What does Chantal

have to do with you?

Well, it's just --

It's made me wonder.

Like,

would anyone even care

if something bad

happened to me?

You're doing that victim-y thing

again.

Well, I'm just very upset

by it all, you know?

And it's --

it's devastating.

Yeah, for her,

but not for you.

Am I not allowed to feel sad

for somebody else?

Jimmy, if someone died

that you didn't know,

would you be sad?

Don't --

That's not fair.

Jimmy, please don't answer

that question, okay?

Okay, look, look --

You asked me to be honest,

so I'm just gonna say this --

I think you've decided

that this matters to you

because you have

nothing else.

I forgot, um...

how you can be.

And...

And I forgot

that I forgot that.

So, no.

I-It didn't answer my question.

Uh, I'm gonna go.

Jimmy, best of luck.

[ Sighs ]

All right, Jimmy.

Let's get you

into college.

[ Muffled shouting in distance ]

[ Loud thud ]

April: Just a second.

Cool.

Drew:

Hi. How's it going?

It's fine.

Oh, cool.

Um, hey, you know,

if you ever need, um,

a safe place to hang out,

we're right upstairs,

and we got

a really comfy couch

and a hot shower,

and, um --

Look, honestly,

I know what it's like

when things get bad,

and that guy you're with is,

like, a total jerk.

It's nuts,

and I want you to know

it's not your fault.

What's the matter with you?

Noth--

Do you have, like,

a little dick or something?

Oh, um --

"Oh, we've got

a really comfy couch,

and we want

to help you out"?

Well, that part's true.

Get the fuck

out of my business,

you baby-cock bitch.

Okay, good shit. Yeah.

You're a bitch.

Uh-huh.

Get the fuck out of my --

Yes.

Can you speak English?

I do, yeah.

Do you speak English?

Uh-huh.

Get the fuck on

out of my fucking house!!

Sorry.

I want to say sorry about this.

Fuck you!

Okay. Good stuff.

I can smell your dick from here,

you piece of shit!

Understood.

Whoa!

♪♪

Man: Chantal?!

Nancy: I've got to go.

Cover me.

Pammy: Oh, Jesus.

Are you kidding me?

There's nobody out here.

[ Scoffs ]

[ Sighs ]

Man: Chantal?!

[ Urinating ]

Oh, Jesus, Nancy!

Sorry.

God!

I'm sorry.

[ Gasps ]

♪ I came down over

the sleeping mountains ♪

♪ Where our wide toes plunged

into the weeping shale ♪

♪ To tear our skin up

off from the bottom ♪

♪ Leaves our ankles bare ♪

♪ Don't just wander

back and forth and leave it ♪

♪ Build it into

pinnacles and shrines of some ♪

♪ Some ghastly predicament ♪

Pammy: Richard!!

Pammy?!

Come here, quick!

You got something?

♪ To a bed of hairs with me

all coiled up near the bottom ♪

♪ With my chest unbared ♪

Chantal?

Chantal?

♪ Obedear, the sky is low ♪

Hey, i-it's me.

It's Dory, from college.

♪ Gather up, it's harm in gauze

with grateful arms ♪

♪ Obedear, the sky is low ♪

Oh.

I'm coming in.

♪ Gather up, it's harm in gauze

with grateful arms ♪

♪♪

That's her blouse.

♪ Obedear,

the sky is low watch ♪

That's Chantal's blouse.

♪ Fluent seamen

rig their rudders, so they'll ♪

♪ Graze it

with their wind arrows ♪

♪ 'Tis in the fathoms that,

that they brush below ♪

♪♪