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♪ Come a little bit closer, closer ♪

♪ Want to breathe you in ♪

♪ Come a little bit closer, closer ♪

♪ That's how it all begins ♪

♪ electronic music plays ♪

I don't like social media,

but I try to push myself.

I'm not lonely.

I would say that I'm... isolated.

Again, my choice.

"Loneliness expresses the pain of being alone,

and isolation expresses the joy of being alone."

Paul Tillich, German theologian.

Hey. You Lilly?

Jim?

I wasn't expecting you to be a cop.

Oh, yeah, look, I swear this isn't some weird fetish thing.

Just got off duty.

So you're not a male stripper?

No. It's a real badge.

Isn't is inappropriate for you

to be fraternizing in your uniform?

Are we gonna be fraternizing?

I'm not sure yet.

So what do you?

I'm a barista,

putting my way through grad school.

Wow. That's expensive.

Must be some big tips.

If I'm lucky.

So what are you studying?

Sociocultural anthropology.

Wow.

I analyze the way people make sense of the world,

and the kind of relationships that they engage in.

So this is research.

No.

Well... kind of.

It's also just a way to meet interesting guys.

Oh, and do you find me interesting?

You're the first cop I've met on Bumble,

so yeah.

So what do you want to do?

♪ electronic music plays ♪

Jim!

Wait!

That was--

It was great.

Listen, I got to get back to work.

Good luck with that research, alright?

So how did we get here to this synthetic world,

the kind of friendships, the disposable relationships,

the new world order where we can fuck in real life,

but we can't be friends on Facebook.

We're single-cell organisms that evolve, start walking,

grow brains, find fire, make tools, and survive.

Now during all of this, we fucked for reproduction.

Fast-forward to the Bible,

sacred marriage, love becomes a thing.

We procreate for the sake of legacy.

Skip over years of war and travesty

to courtship in the 18th century.

Think Pride and Prejudice type shit.

Then we have two big wars.

Men come home and bang their horny ladies,

and thus the Baby Boomers are born.

Boys and girls start going steady.

My grandparents become sweethearts,

get together and start a family.

Back then, people were happy.

People were boring.

Then the Sixties arrive.

We get the pill, drugs,

the all-encompassing music scene.

The Feminist movement unfurls,

and sex before marriage becomes all the rage.

The Internet boom happens.

Online dating sites begin.

My parents meet and settle down,

but only after they have fun with other people,

and suddenly, we are born.

We get AIM, Myspace, and Facebook.

The entire social experience moves online.

We get dating apps and a world filled with people

hiding behind the masks of social networks.

And finally, we arrive at today,

a social world stripped down to its core

until there's nothing left

but a veneer of sexual equality and freedom.

We take the morning-after pill like it's a fucking vitamin.

No effort, no commitment.

Just swipe, fuck, and swipe again,

a generation of stimulation consuming everything around us

with no thought of what we leave behind.

Next customer?

Large black drip triple espresso, no sugar.

Large hot green eye, no sugar.

♪ electronic music plays ♪

-Have a good day. -Thanks.

Next!

♪ soft music plays ♪

God grant me the serenity

to accept the things I cannot change,

the courage to change the things I can,

and the wisdom to know the difference.

When we're traumatized or beaten down by life,

we retreat into the only thing

we've known to dull the pain.

That could be the sex, alcohol,

the drugs we use to escape,

but our recovery should come first,

so that everything we love in life does not come last.

Addicts isolate.

We withdraw from the world,

thinking we would be less tempted

to return to past behavior,

but isolation is not the answer.

Remember, the opposite of addiction

is not just sobriety.

The opposite of addiction is connection.

-Yo. -Hey.

-How are you? -Mwah.

So, listen,

I'm gonna blow up when your campaign goes viral,

so thank you, Matty.

-Mm -No, no.

You're not gonna like that angle,

the way that shadow casts on your eyes.

Do you mind taking this photo? Thank you.

Hey, handsome man at the end.

What's your name?

-Matt. - Matt.

Come on. Let's see those dimples.

I don't need to be in this.

-Come on. -Come on.

Thank you.

Do you mind if we get three mimosas, please?

Sure thing.

Uh, make that two and a club soda lime, please.

Oh, you are no fun.

Let me see.

Oh, we look good.

-Yeah.

-You look good. -That works.

-Are you gonna post that? -Mm, yes.

Thank you.

Okay.

Um, do you use dating apps?

I love them.

I mean, Tinder is great.

There's no rejection.

I know that you find me attractive

and that you're willing to talk to me,

so it's not like I have to worry about you blowing me off,

And, like, right now, I have 983 matches.

Wow. That's a lot of swiping.

It's good exercise for my fingers.

Um...

Will you read me your profile?

Are you interested in hooking up?

6'1", bartender, poly,

Aries, feminist,

it's not the end of the world if you're a vegan,

but if you follow Trump on Twitter, swipe on.

Good one.

Our picture got 557 likes already?

Mike Thompson commented.

-"Look at that, girl." -Mm-hmm.

Kiss emoji.

Wait. Mike Thompson? Didn't he kill himself?

You're thinking about Mike Reed, girl.

Oh. That's right.

That was super sad.

-Jesus. -Yo, I'm sorry.

But-- was he, like, a good friend or yours or...

-Mnh-mnh. -Facebook friend.

Why?

-So sad. -Mm, so sad.

They say we die twice.

Once when our heart stops,

and once when we are forgotten.

If I left the world today,

would I be remembered as a fleeting thought,

a terabyte on a hard drive,

pixels on the Internet?

Fuck.

Real artists take chances.

Why did I stop?

If you were around today, would I notice you?

Would I be touched by your beauty, or...

or would I just try to perfect your imperfections?

Do you use dating apps?

Uh, yeah. I mean, I've used a couple.

Grindr, SCRUFF, ManPlay,

Bros4Bros, Gaydar, Daddyhunt,

Adam4Adam, Hinge, U2nite,

ManCrunch, BoyAhoy, Hornet,

Planet Romeo, Craigslist.

Sometimes when no one responds, I go on eHarmony.

Lately, though, I've been trying out Tinder

for a bigger hit ratio, if you know what I'm saying.

Facebook every now and then.

Thank you.

Wow.

That's a lot.

Here.

This one is on me. You look like you need it.

Thanks, Raul.

- Am I so fucked up? -No, you're not.

We can't help who we want.

Hey. I'm so sorry.

I just saw your Snap. I was--

Save it. You're almost an hour late.

I'm a loser.

All right. You look beautiful. I love this dress.

So how was work?

Got any new clients?

Jim, you know I don't like bringing it up to patients.

Babe, this is our future.

I know, but my boss really likes me,

and if he finds out, then he'll fire me.

Even if he does, you're a receptionist.

You can get another job on Craigslist, babe.

There's a new model.

I'm about to order a couple of dozen.

-Let me see. -They should sell--

Oh, my god. Jim, it's red, white and blue.

Yeah. It's pretty amazing. It's patriotic.

I don't want to sell these things anymore, okay?

My work visa is only temporary.

Babe, I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.

If anything, you know I'm gonna be your sponsor.

I'm gonna be your big sponsor. All right?

-Come here. Come here. -You're awful.

Just, uh, I want to show you something.

What?

I love you.

Thanks.

Babe, I really have to go back to work.

-Mm-hmm. -I'm late.

No, I'm serious. I'm so late.

-Babe. -I'm serious, too.

Oh, God.

♪ soft music plays ♪

Have a nice day.

You, too.

His profile is literally filled with pictures

of him shirtless, wearing sunglasses,

and carrying an oversized bottle of vodka

And you're surprised it didn't work out?

Girl, just have fun.

Forget about the expectations.

Hi, can I get a black coffee, large, to go?

Yeah.

I am a fucking magician.

Excuse me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

How'd you do that?

Do what?

Take her from a mannequin to a model

in, like, 5 seconds?

I need that in my life.

It doesn't really matter.

This is bullshit, anyway.

It's not bullshit! It's incredible.

I mean, you literally

just painted confidence and sex on her.

Yeah.

Just so some fucking depressed kid

can go buy some perfume

in hopes one day, maybe, maybe,

she will look and feel just like that.

Fact of the matter is that model

doesn't even look and feel like that.

Sex sells, right?

Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex.

Sex is more common than cash these days.

Did you know that rhino horn is worth more than gold

because people think it's a fucking aphrodisiac?

There's nothing wrong with promoting sex.

Sex is the currency for connection.

What? Sex is a replacement for connection.

Currency for connection...

Why'd you do that? She looked great.

Because it's fake.

Come on. Nobody wants to peel back the curtain

and realize that the wizard

is nothing but a fucking dwarf with a megaphone, right?

Sometimes, a picture is just a picture.

I'm a fraud.

I just wanted to find out what app he used.

I mean, it's not like I haven't dated.

I have. I've dated. I've dated a lot.

I don't know.

I mean, not a lot, like, normal amount.

How much does, you know, do you date?

Um, um, I've had, like, one serious relationship,

maybe like two other ones.

Well, I thought they were serious,

but they didn't so...

And now?

I definitely want to stay in America.

That's for sure.

And I really would like to get married some day.

I mean, not tomorrow or anything.

It doesn't even have to be soon,

but eventually would be nice.

Almost finished. Uh.

Sorry Dr. Belfor is out today,

but he couldn't have done a better job.

- Mm-hmm.

- There we go. - Aah!

Hey, don't forget your free toothbrush.

Ha-ha, very funny.

What kind of guy can't handle a simple tooth pull?

What is that?

Nothing.

-Are those... - I should never have...

I-- I was just... I'm... I mean, I'm involved in,

like, this side business with my boyfriend.

You know, like-- like those old Tupperware parties?

Were those the wrong size?

Oh, my God. No, these are samples.

I haven't... I'm just kidding.

I'm so sorry. You don't have to worry.

It won't happen again. This is the last time.

I'm sorry.

I-- I didn't mean to make you cry.

No, no, you didn't. It's all right. I'm sorry.

It's not you. I just...

I just broke up with my boyfriend,

and it's his stuff.

I'm just trying to clear it out so...

I think maybe-- maybe it's, um, for the better.

Now, keep this on the down-low.

I don't want people to know I'm a hypocrite.

Well, I don't want people to know

that I'm a sex toy saleswoman but...

Is that a good business?

Actually, it's not bad, you know, you'd be surprised.

Women our age are much more open and proactive

about their sexual desires.

-Huh. -Oh, my god. I'm so sorry.

That's so inappropriate to talk about with my boss.

-No. It's real... -I'm sorry.

It's totally normal.

Do you sell to guys, too?

So before I came out as nonbinary,

I was always really confused about gender.

Like, I'd call myself a boy,

which didn't go over well with my parents

or teachers or anyone, actually.

When I got to high school,

I kind of learned how to be a girl.

You know, all the feminine trappings.

I had sex for the first time.

It was with a boy.

It was strange, though,

because part of me was wondering

what it was like for him the whole time.

Then after high school,

I kind of learned what it meant to be gender fluid.

Could you be more specific?

Yeah, so, instead of she and her,

my pronouns are they, them, and theirs,

and I'm open to dating any gender,

but I don't know.

I still meet these women who understand the queer part

but not the nonbinary thing.

And some people still don't really believe

that it's a real thing.

We reshape, rewrite, recreate ourselves,

changing constantly over time

with each new relationship.

This is you. Human.

There are a few things that determine this.

First, your identity,

the gender that your brain thinks you are,

your male or femaleness dependent on your genitalia.

Penis, your vagina.

Again, mental, physical.

And then there's your gender expression,

the way society categorizes

the way you dress, act, and behave

based on outdated stereotypes

of masculinity and femininity.

Think your cross-dressers and your tomboys.

All of these things determine who we are,

but we're gonna focus on this.

Your orientation.

The way you make connections with others,

have relations,

find a mate, a paramour, a fuck buddy.

Once upon a time,

there was only gay and straight.

Now we have customized labels

to flaunt our individuality,

"A" meaning none, "bi" meaning both,

"hetero" meaning opposite,

"homo" meaning same, "pan" meaning all,

poly meaning many.

Phew, fuck Millennials.

They should have called us the Skittles Generation,

taste the rainbow.

Oh, this one. This one is great.

This is my favorite one.

Oh, no. I'm not gonna wear it.

No, no, no. It's not for you to wear.

So it looks like a regular pair of underwear, right?

But this little vibrator goes right inside here,

and you sync it to an app on your phone.

So you and your partner can be, like, on a date,

and you can control it from your phone.

How much do these toys go for?

Um, this one is like $50,

but they can range to $150 depending on the model.

Wow. Are you sure you want to close down shop?

Yeah. I'm very sure.

But, um, if you're interested,

I'm having a "going out of business" sale.

-Yes. -Yeah?

Um...

That is very large.

Hm.

Whoa. What the fuck.

-Oh. - Hey.

Hey.

Wow. You've been shopping.

You're gonna love this.

Wow.

I swear, this new aesthetic is gonna change your life.

More than you already have?

You are a visionary and a vision.

I've been thinking about the bed in particular.

I've got these luxurious satin sheets.

Satin?

I just feel satin sheets are a bit more sensual

than the Egyptian cotton you've got now.

Ooh, I like the Egyptian cotton.

Well, I feel like if you get something that I like,

I'll be more likely to spend time in the sheets.

Oh.

-Sold.

How did I ever score a woman like you?

Instagram?

Mm, wait.

I've actually got something for you, too.

And here I was expecting jewelry or flowers.

Well, I-- I kind of thought that maybe I could

watch you give yourself an orgasm.

It'd be kind of hot.

I don't, um...

Yes.

But on one condition.

Only if you go first...

Oh.

...while I watch.

Okay. Okay.

Yeah, sure.

-Yeah? -Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

- Got him! - Assist the Colonel!

Don't give up yet.

Jesus, you scared me.

Well, the lights are on. How did I scare you?

No, no! Ugh. Get out of there.

Ben went to fencing class with his cousins.

Want to go grab a quick dinner, just the two of us?

Let's do Seamless.

Sure.

Um, do you want to try the new Italian place or...

Fuck. Hey, playing.

Um, sushi. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Two cooked eel rolls, four pieces of uni...

Hello...a spider roll, edamame, no salt.

Use the Discover Card,

no more using the corporate Amex.

We ran it up too high this month.

-Yes. -Eric.

Hey.

- Hey!

If we're not going out, you need to go pick up Ben.

I was gonna take a shower. I'll get him an Uber.

You can't get him an Uber! He's 4 years old!

Okay. Okay. Why are you home so late anyway?

I had to meet with a client.

I sent you an e-mail and multiple texts.

You never responded.

I get over 200 e-mails a day.

I can't respond to all of them.

I had a decorating job.

My new client is super demanding.

I don't understand.

Why can't these people meet during normal work hours?

My client works, too, and it's a big project,

and I have to cater to her schedule.

I don't want to watch you play video games all night.

You know what I'm dealing with.

My boss is always riding me.

When I get home, I just want to zone out.

Where are you going?

To get our son.

Well, get the sushi on your way back.

Oh, fuck.

Are you still mad?

No.

I'm sorry about dinner.

Just...

I wasn't feeling well after the appointment.

They had to pull a tooth, you know.

-Yeah? -Mm-hmm.

Let me see.

Aw, poor baby.

Mm.

Ben and I are having lunch with your mom tomorrow.

She's gonna want to talk about the wedding.

You're probably gonna be traveling a lot.

What if something happens, and we lose our deposit?

The subjects interviewed

have averaged 25.4 partners by the age of 20.

You like that?

what else do you like?

Just keep your eyes on me and your dick hard, big guy.

Should I?

Do you like that, big guy?

-Oh, yeah? Do you like that?

What else do you like?

Should I, or shouldn't I?

You just can't listen to all the haters out there.

Like, for me, I know I'm hot,

and anyone who can't see that is crazy.

Yeah. It's, like I'm just not a sexual person.

I'm a sensual person.

You know, there's a huge difference.

-Mm-hmm. -Yeah, sure is.

Uh, can I get a whiskey ginger?

-Sure thing, buddy. -Oh, look.

My knight in shining armor is here to save me after all.

Break free, Raul.

The night is dark and full of threesomes.

Why stop at three?

- Night, babes. -Bye.

♪ soft jazz music plays ♪

Well, hi, whiskey drinker.

Are you a Leo?

A what?

Your sign.

When's your birthday?

Aren't you Eric from Tinder?

Uh, I think you have the wrong person.

Oh.

Well, I obviously can't see straight anymore.

You doing okay tonight?

Yeah. Yep.

Shitty day, huh?

Well, that's what these are for.

I'll have another.

Give me your hand.

My hand?

All right.

You and I are here right now in this moment.

Anything that happened today, that was then.

A friend of mine always tells me

anything over two seconds is historical.

You owe it to yourself to be present.

Let me get you that refill.

Ugh, gross.

Oh, my god, what is that?

That's a Cinnamon Toast Crunch,

Fireball and RumChata.

I got to say, I'm kind of offended

that you thought I'd be into a kids' breakfast cereal.

How about you? Do you have kids?

Me and commitment don't really mix.

All right.

Bar is closed.

It's just me and you, buddy.

♪ When I was just a little boy ♪

♪ I wanted my own brand-new toy ♪

♪ Well, just look how I turned out ♪

♪ My mama would sure scream and shout ♪

♪ So take a look at me now ♪

♪ I knew I'd make it somehow ♪

♪ I'm making my mama so proud ♪

♪ Just look how I turned out ♪

So we got your initial pic for the ad.

At first, we thought you were joking.

I mean, it's not like we're selling a perfume

called "Misery."

Hey, seriously, dude.

We need something, and we need it today,

so give me a call or just drop in this afternoon

with the sample shots. Later, dude.

Matt, this is Leslie.

So I looked over the photographs

you submitted for our next exhibition.

Unfortunately, they're not right for us.

We're looking for something

a little more emotionally involving.

Wish you the best.

♪ up-tempo music plays on radio ♪

-Hey! -Hey!

- Whoo! - Hey! Hey-hey!

♪ music continues ♪

♪ hip-hop music plays ♪

You guys mind if I take some pictures?

Yeah!

Oh!

We can move mountains

We can turn back the seas

♪ And you can be ♪

♪ Higher than me ♪

♪ Higher than me ♪

♪ It's a song for the living ♪

♪ It's a song for the dead ♪

♪ Making winners from losers ♪

♪ If you lift up your head ♪

♪ And you can be ♪

♪ Higher than me ♪

♪ Higher than me ♪

♪ Now things are finally changing ♪

♪ I can feel it deep inside ♪

♪ Now I know just where I'm going ♪

♪ Now my eyes are open ♪

♪ Now my eyes are open wide ♪

♪ Come a little bit closer, closer ♪

♪ Want to breathe you in ♪

♪ Come a little bit closer, closer ♪

♪ That's how it all begins ♪

♪ She's a clever little liar ♪

♪ And she does it so well ♪

♪ With the face of an angel ♪

♪ And a soul right out of hell ♪

♪ She'll get ahold of your heart ♪

♪ By ripping it out of your chest ♪

♪ Every day, she's a whole new person, yeah ♪

♪ Whatever makes you the best, And she says ♪

-♪ In my mind ♪

♪ It's not as straight as wrong and right ♪

Yeah?

♪ And she says it ♪

What?

No way, man. You-- you can't do that.

I don't give a shit.

That's your problem.

Ugh.

So some asshole boyfriend of your cousin

thinks he's a DJ now, and I'm out?

No, no, no.

Dude, I need this gig.

H-- hello?

What the f--

Fuck!

Ugh!

♪ electronic music plays ♪

So?

Good set.

I've got over 3 hours of awesome shit,

plus I've got a strong following on social media.

Look, I want to give you a shot,

but I can't afford to lose money

if my customers think you suck.

-But you just said... - I'll let you play,

but just for ten percent of the door.

Ten percent?

I could get more dubstepping

for change in the subway.

But I doubt you can get rehired

just playing on the F train.

-Okay. I'll take it. - Are you shitting me?

You'd take a gig for just ten percent

with your talent?

I'd tell me to go fuck myself.

So 50 percent of the door and a cut at the bar.

40 percent, no cut.

Yes.

We don't open for another couple hours,

but can I get you something to drink?

Sure. Tequila, straight.

You're the owner?

Owner's nephew, but I book the talent.

So where do you usually play?

Mostly small underground bars,

usually Bushwick, Bed Stuy.

Oh, so, now you're booking gigs

on the Upper East Side.

I think that's what the hipsters call

-selling out. -I'm not selling out.

- I...

Asshole.

So this place isn't that large.

How big of a crowd do you usually get?

Come on.

Fuck me.

You like it?

♪ electronic music plays ♪

Here, check this out.

Ah.

Come on.

♪ I ♪

♪ I can feel my heart beating ♪

♪ I can feel it begin ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ There's no way I'll escape it ♪

♪ That's the skin that I'm in ♪

♪ Want to dive into your ocean ♪

♪ Let it carry me away ♪

♪ Forget about everything ♪

♪ With how you take my breath away ♪

♪ It's like I've known you ♪

♪ For a million years ♪

♪ It's like I've danced with you before ♪

I don't think anyone

is actually looking for a relationship.

I think it's more when a person comes along,

you just go with the flow, you know?

If you're looking for a relationship,

you might be missing out on

what you weren't necessarily looking for.

♪ Like I've danced with you before ♪

Hello, doctor.

Yeah? Uh-huh.

Come in.

Oh.

-What's this? -For you.

-No. -Yeah, shush.

-In the office? -Yes.

-No, don't eat it now. -Mnh-mnh.

No, they're for later. Don't.

One more. One more.

-♪ Nobody sweeter ♪

♪ Nobody sweeter ♪

♪ Nobody sweeter than you ♪

Oh, are you sure?

I don't-- I don't want to move too fast.

Oh, my god. You're so nice.

♪ Nobody sweeter ♪

♪ Sweeter than you ♪

♪ Sweeter, sweeter, sweeter ♪

♪ Object of my desire ♪

♪ Object of my desire ♪

♪ Nobody ♪

♪ Taste of honey ♪

♪ Nobody ♪

♪ As sweet as sugar ♪

♪ Nobody sweeter ♪

Yeah, I've done social media, mostly for quick sex,

But I wanted a relationship.

and, uh, you're just not gonna find that

on one of those sites.

You know, the truth is,

and I know this is going to sound incredibly vacuous,

and I'm really not, but they're just--

they just weren't as good-looking as I am.

Okay. I...Look, I know what you're thinking,

and it's not like that, okay.

I didn't have a problem with it, but they did.

Everything would start off good,

and then suddenly, you know, they're pissed at me

because people are looking at me,

and they're not looking at them,

or, you know, I'm some trophy

to walk next to them, you know?

I-- I don't know.

It's a high-class problem, right?

Okay, so just to be clear,

you-- you haven't met someone as good-looking as you

that you were into.

Well, yeah, I mean, sure, I have,

but it didn't work out.

I'm incredibly competitive.

Hi, there.

Don't you recognize me?

You looked hotter when you wore your glasses.

What? I don't know you.

Are you ignoring me?

Don't be a little bitch.

What, were you pretending just to be into me?

That's how those sites work, dude.

I'm not an idiot. We were just...

-You wore your glasses for me. -Let go of me!

-That was fake. -You're a fake!

-You fucking owe me! -Help me

-Help! -Help! You fucking...

Get the fuck out of here, you asshole!

I fucking paid for you!

- Yeah. - Matt, it's Brandon.

My balls are in a wringer,

and you're the only one that can get them out.

Well, I didn't mean it quite like...

-Yo.

Hey, thanks for letting me up, dude.

You know I wouldn't bother you unless it was really important.

I'm sorry. All right. Things just got crazy.

Listen, the client is on the warpath, and I--

I can't go back...

Whoa. These are amazing.

-Th-- those aren't for you. -You're a fucking genius.

I mean, this is perfect for the new campaign.

No.

Hey, you reshot the model, right?

We'll just photoshop her in there with these guys.

I mean, this ghetto shit will add some edge.

Seriously, I was just messing around.

I-- I don't have release on any of those kids.

Look, they're gonna be pumped to be in your campaign.

All right?

It's their faces on billboards in Manhattan.

-It's fucking money, dude. -I know the pictures are late.

I'll just get them to you by the end of the day today, okay?

No, you don't need to. Hey, buddy.

They're great, huh? Stop fighting it.

These will be great.

You don't got to.

You can't push back the campaign launch.

It's both of our asses if I don't get these pictures in.

Bro, you know, just send these to me.

Come on, bro, please, please.

We'll go out fucking big.

Go out big.

You're a motherfucker, and you know that.

All right.

-Thanks, Matt. -Yep.

Hey, you're a leader in the field,

but this-- this is gonna make you a legend.

-Legend. -I guarantee it.

Fuck.

What's up?

So, like, my whole life,

I was told I could do anything.

Like, I got trophies just for showing up.

And, like, my parents supported me,

and then all of a sudden, it was like,

"Well, now you're on your own, and by the way,

here's this shitty economy that we caused,

so good luck trying to feed yourself."

Can we please get back to what dating and social media sites

-you use to meet men? - Oh, sure. Yeah.

Okay, yeah, no. I go on a lot of dates.

I prefer bars to social media.

Like, I know I'm a dinosaur,

But, um, this one date. he asked me out for drinks,

and then, like, he canceled on me

because, like, I don't know.

Like, maybe his dog died or whatever.

And then, like, we go to the place,

And later, when the check comes,

he wanted me to split it.

But it was just coffee so...

Thank you. Um, that was all very helpful.

Uh...Uh, okay.

Hey.

Will you walk out with me?

Uh, sure.

Here at Fashion Week,

everyone is at high energy and empty stomachs.

- Alex. - Come on.

-Zuni, just one dinner. -No.

What if we just skipped dinner and go straight to sex?

Alex, pass.

I don't think you know what you're missing, all right.

-Surprise. -How did you get that?

It's a sample. I'm just saying.

All right. I'm off.

See you tomorrow, beautiful.

Sloane?

Oh, shit.

What are you doing here?

This isn't exactly around the corner from you.

I'm meeting a friend for a drink.

Really? Let me guess. You got up before nine, right?

To be fair, you don't exactly know me anymore.

You're right.

Anyway, you look great.

Thank you. I feel great.

And you look great, also. I love your shirt.

Your hair looks good.

Come have a seat.

Well, what brings you back here?

Fashion Week. I'm here for rehearsal.

And how about you?

-Are you still DJ'ing? -Yeah.

-And how's that going? -It's going well.

A lot of groupies, a lot of girl groupies.

Would you want to go grab a drink with me?

I think my friend is bailing on me anyway.

What?

Why would I want to have a drink with you?

Why wouldn't you?

You ghosted me.

It's-- it's been two years.

I haven't heard from you.

And now you want to have a drink?

What is that about?

It's just two friends catching up.

Is that what it is?

Oh, for fuck's sake, Morgan.

You really have to make it this hard?

Zuni, my name is Zuni.

Sorry, right, Zuni.

Force of habit.

We haven't been much of a habit for quite some time.

Do you just want to grab one drink?

Come on.

So do you still live in the Village

above the bodega?

No, I moved to 51st, my--

Your dad's apartment. I remember.

We had some pretty fun times while he was out of town.

I still got that roommate, though. Giovanni.

Giovanni, that crazy kid?

-Yes. -You two aren't...

No. No, no, no, no, no.

We are just friends.

Your nook at my spot is still unoccupied.

Stop.

You're gonna make me tear up.

Nobody's like you.

Oh, my god.

You do that tongue thing every time.

Help me.

Help me.

Every time!

Help me.

I can't s-- I'm--

I haven't done that.

-Mm.

Come here.

- Fuck.

Oh, shit.

Technically, this is our first time as lesbians.

Is that okay with you?

Is it okay that my beautiful ex-boyfriend

is now...

my beautiful girlfriend?

My Zuni?

I'm sorry about how everything ended.

I try to be cool, but I guess

I was more shaken than I let on.

I'm not proud of it.

It's all right.

It was a lot to deal with.

It was just immature.

Remember, I was cracked out on all those hormones?

Yeah.

You know, you were really kind of a bitch.

All right. I got to go.

What? Why? It's late.

Why don't you just stay?

Don't worry. I'm not gonna let this go.

But I have an early call time in the morning.

You still smell like you.

It's always just been me.

You, me -- just two souls.

You know I love you.

Never stop.

♪ I want to feast on your poison ♪

♪ Hurt you and leave you to die ♪

♪ I want to drink you empty ♪

♪ I want to suck you dry ♪

♪ Breathe out, breathe in ♪

♪ Breathe out, breathe in ♪

♪ Breathe out, breathe ♪

Fuck.

I thought there would be other people here too,

you know, talking about this stuff.

All interviews are being conducted privately

so you won't be crossing paths with the other participants.

This is a safe space.

I think I was just looking for excitement.

This might be weird to say,

but I almost wanted to feel some sort of pain.

Not sexually, but wanting to feel something,

anything.

Guilt, passion.

My life is...

There's something wrong in my life,

and I don't know what.

I need to get control back over my life.

There are times that I want to punish

everyone around me, but...

I have a child... Ben...

...and he's the one being punished.

I'm sorry. This was a mistake.

I'm 22, straight.

I've experimented, but that's all it was.

I don't date.

My choice.

I have sex occasionally.

I was...

having sex online for money.

But I know a lot of girls that do it.

I don't like social media,

but I try to push myself.

I'm not lonely.

I would say that I'm isolated.

Again, my choice.

In high school,

and my girlfriends

would go to the mall to pick up guys.

I would go to the library to read.

I still love libraries.

They're like New York.

You can be surrounded by people...

...and not have to talk to a single one.

So I don't...

talk to anyone.

♪ electronic music plays ♪

All right. Their looks are good.

Thanks, y'all. You can step out.

♪ We're just gonna crank it up, crank it up ♪

♪ We're just gonna crank it up ♪

Get closer, the three of you.

All right, Shawna, will you step out, please? Thanks.

♪ Feels so right ♪

♪ Feels so right inside ♪

Mm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Just like that. - You heard the man.

All right. Alex, step out for a couple.

I just want some solos of Zun.

You sure? I think we can go a little further on this.

Yeah. I'm sure, smooth operator.

Eyes this way.

Eyes this way. Yeah.

♪ Feels so right, feels so right inside ♪

Ugh, motherfucker.

-You okay? - Yeah.

I still can't believe you tripped over the lamp.

I know. It's stupid.

Right here.

♪ Oh, right now, oh, right now, oh, right now ♪

♪ We're just gonna crank it up, crank it up ♪

I'm sorry, Matt.

I know what you want. I'm just...

No, no, no. It's fine.

You can't hit it out of the park every single time, right?

Let's just take a little break.

All right. That's a wrap, everybody.

Thank you for today.

- There she is. -Yeah.

You know, you got to let them breathe

every once in a while, right?

You know, a light massage would help.

incorrigible.

I love it when you talk dirty to me.

All right. I'm out. See you later. Thank you.

-Good seeing you. - You too.

All right.

Let's just take a seat, all right?

No posing. Just super relaxed.

Just super natural.

Yeah.

So what's going on?

You got boy troubles or what?

Something like that.

Yeah?

Have you ever been in love?

I mean really, really in love.

Yes.

But if I was,

why did I cheat all the time, hmm?

What about you? You ever been in love?

- I think so. -Think so?

I thought so.

I don't believe that a relationship

is inherently bad if it ends, you know?

Everything has an expiration date.

I know what you mean.

I'm almost 25.

My career lasts another five years,

if I'm lucky.

Think about it.

There will always be a newer version of me.

There's nobody like you, Zuni.

There never will be.

Not in the past. Not in the future.

Hmm, look at this.

I haven't seen you at any clubs lately.

Are you still going out?

No. I don't do that shit anymore.

Too many years have just been blurred out.

Girls, molly,

girls, oxy,

girls, rehab.

I couldn't do it anymore. I just had to stop.

It's like the motions were all there,

but the motivations were just--

They just weren't right, you know?

But...

I got everything I ever wanted.

Now what?

If we could feel the way our lives look online...

What do you mean?

Like a life just filled with emojis?

-Just like...

I got 5.2 million followers...

Yeah.

...but...

they don't even know who I am.

Yeah, 'cause they don't see you.

They have this idea of you.

We have these, like--

these curated brands, you know?

All photos are accurate.

None are the truth.

Who said that?

Richard Avedon.

Who is he?

-Girl...

...come on.

Wow.

You know what?

Fuck our curated brands.

Why don't we just say what we're actually doing all the time?

Like, "I've been constipated all day, hashtag no shit."

I woke up with a pimple, hashtag I woke up like this.

I haven't had sex in almost a year,

hashtag two hands are better than one.

Not like this, though.

I hooked up with my ex,

hashtag old habits die hard.

I got high for the first time in almost two years,

hashtag I'm fucked.

Is that true?

Show me your pain, and I'll show you mine.

Let's go out tonight.

We-- we got to show people

that we are still living the dream.

Finally, we arrive at today.

a social world stripped down to its core

until there's nothing left

but a veneer of sexual equality and freedom.

We've evolved three distinctively different

parts of the brain for mating, reproduction, and survival:

lust, romantic love, and attachment.

While these brain systems can be interrelated,

they can also each act independently.

This means that

you could have romantic love for one person,

attachment for another.

and lust for someone

whom you're neither romantically inclined

nor attached to.

Today, contact can be thought

a medium that doesn't require

any kind of social engagement in person.

To what extent does this affect our ability

to have meaningful relationships,

regardless of gender identification

or sexual expression?

A recent pole shows that 64 percent

of New York City millennials are single.

They just don't get past the lust stage.

Is it that they're afraid of experiencing the pain

that comes from ending a relationship

in the romantic love or attachment phase?

Or is it that there are simply too many options?

Or is it that the idea

of one perfect match, or soul mate,

is statistically impossible?

♪ electronic music plays ♪

Ready for another?

No. I can't. I have a date.

With who?

Daniel.

Oh, stop. Come on, this is such a good thing for me.

He's nice to me. He's handsome.

Careful, dating your boss can get messy real quick.

Will you stop worrying about me, please?

I told you.

I am officially done dating assholes, okay?

-It's Daniel.

Oh, he says he has to cancel.

His mum is sick.

Looks to me like she lives in Florida.

Well, maybe she's just visiting or something.

Will you stop snooping, please, and start pouring?

♪ Skin deep ♪

♪ Your beauty's only skin deep ♪

♪ Oh-oh, oh, yeah, oh ♪

♪ Skin deep ♪

♪ Your beauty's only skin deep ♪

♪ Wha-ooh ♪

All hands on deck tonight, huh?

Yeah, it usually gets pretty wild around here on Fridays.

-Not really my taste. It's EDM.

You should give it a chance.

and I know you to be a guy with exotic tastes.

Well, that depends.

What did you have in mind?

Babe?

Twice in one day.

What a surprise.

♪ Brutish tyrants ripping at the seams ♪

I am so sorry about this.

I had no idea she was here.

Wait, is she the one?

That's why you were distracted all day? Wow.

-Killer mash-up. -Thanks.

That deserves a drink on the house.

I'll have a tequila.

Lime and salt?

No.

You're lime and sugar.

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up, change your men up ♪

-♪ In service to the world ♪ -To your talent.

And to yours.

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

Don't forget the lime.

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Ignore their dicks off ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

She obviously loves attention, huh?

And here I thought I was getting special treatment.

♪ Are you going under? ♪

♪ Are we going under? ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Change your men up ♪

♪ Chain your men up ♪

♪ Chain your men up ♪

♪ Chain your men up ♪

♪ And stop their toxic plots ♪

♪ electronic music plays ♪

♪ So she says ♪

♪ Come a little bit closer, closer ♪

♪ music continues in distance ♪

That looked good.

-Um, no. -This does not look like--

♪ electronic music plays ♪

All right, I'm gonna go get us some drinks.

Yeah.

- Hey. -Hey.

♪ She's a clever little liar ♪

♪ And she does it so well ♪

♪ With the face of an angel ♪

♪ And a soul right out of hell ♪

♪ She'll get ahold of your heart ♪

♪ By ripping it out of your chest ♪

Megan?

♪ Every day, she's a whole new person, yeah ♪

Eric?

Aren't you supposed to be out with a client?

I am with a client.

Uh, you forgot to mention your client has a dick.

-Wait, is he your fiancé. -Yes. He is.

Aren't you supposed to be working late?

I came out for a drink. What's your excuse?

I'm doing business with Dr. Benson.

Eric, how-- how is that molar healing up?

You two know each other?

Dr. Benson?

He's not even a real doctor.

-He's a fucking loser dentist. -Whoa.

Are you fucking my fiancée, bro?

How many other clients do you have?

-No. -Daniel!

-Hannah? - Who's this?

You're the receptionist!

I thought you were with your mum.

-Am I missing something? - I swear to God.

Can we go outside for a talk?

Can't be the only one who needs a refill.

Wait, are you fucking the receptionist too?

-Uh... -So you are fucking him?

Do you know what? Maybe I am.

Yeah, well, maybe I am fucking him.

That's my cue to float upstream.

Hannah, look, I don't know what you think this is,

but we never said we were exclusive, okay?

-Are you fucking a d-- -Look, it's been

really, really great, but this-- this is not

-what I signed up for. -Are you fucking kidding me?

You practically begged me to fuck you.

Hey, at least I'm not fucking the bartender.

Oh, fuck.

Fucking loser dentist!

Yeah, 911.

You said your client was a woman!

You're fucking a guy!

Hey, buddy, can you move?

I want to catch the guy on the ground.

He's -- He's bleeding.

What the fuck is wrong with you, dude?

Me? Yeah!

What the hell's your problem, dude?

You know, seriously? Stop!

Why don't you be part of this world

instead of just filtering it

through your phones all the fucking --

Yo! Dude, what the fuck?

Yo! Dude, what the fuck?

Yo! Dude, what the fuck?

Hey, excuse me.

Hannah? What is this? Who is this?

Jim? So, this is why

you broke it off, because you've been

screwing your boss this entire time?

Oh, my God. Jim! Jim!

Jim! Get off of him!

You fuck my girlfriend?

Aah!

I called you to break up the fight, not make it worse.

Wait! Where are you going?

I'm going home.

Can I come with you?

Man, look I --

I just need to be alone right now, okay?

Why don't you just go home, too, all right?

I can't.

It's Friday night!

Sloane.

What happens between our first breath

and our last is a narrative open to interpretation.

Each lens comes to a different conclusion.

They say we die twice --

once when our heart stops,

and once when we are forgotten.

One we leave behind.

If I left the world today...

Give me your hand.

...would I be remembered as a fleeting thought,

a single memory, a bad one,

a terabyte on a hard drive, pixels on the Internet?

We believe we have unlimited information,

the capacity to know everything about someone

without even meeting them.

We only know what they want us to know.

We know someone by their Twitter handle

and their Instagram feed.

Did our grandparents love better than us

with their eyes untainted by ambiguity?

I guess everything was just leading to this moment.

And today -- Well, today

will only lead to something else.

Sorry, we don't open for another half hour.

Wait.

Large, hot green eye, no sugar.

That is me.

I never remember names, just order.

Um...

I can't make espresso yet.

I can go somewhere else.

But I just made a pot of coffee for myself

if you want a cup.

That works.

Okay. Have a seat.

Thanks.

Are you all right?

I'm okay, yeah.

I've been better.

Me, too.

I just...can't remember when.

Do you... need a hug?

I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that.

That's crazy.

Yes.

♪ Soft piano playing ♪

♪ I only knew my heart was beating ♪

♪ When I felt it there beneath my skin ♪

♪ I knew the air around me moving ♪

Thank you.

♪ 'Cause I was breathing out and breathing in ♪

Okay.

Wait, uh...

Let's do something radical.

Like...?

Talk.

Face-to-face?

Very daring.

I guess I'm a rebel.

♪ But now I will not get downhearted ♪

♪ No, I won't lose my self in pride ♪

♪ I know that things are finally changing ♪

♪ Mm, things are changing, now eyes are open wide ♪

♪ With the sunlight finally shining on me ♪

♪ After so long in the shade ♪

♪ When nothing now remain beyond on ♪

♪ Now my dues are finally paid ♪

♪ So now I will not get downhearted ♪

♪ No longer will I be denied ♪

♪ I know that things are finally changing ♪

♪ Mm, things are changing, now my eyes are open wide ♪

♪ Now my eyes are open wide ♪

♪ Now I can see ♪

♪ It was a long time coming ♪

♪ What you did to me ♪

♪ Was always heading my way ♪

♪ But how could I know ♪

♪ That I couldn't tell ♪

♪ That your heart was so cold when you hid it so well ♪

♪ What more could I say ♪

♪ What more could I do ♪

♪ I was heading for trouble since the day I met you ♪

♪ When you look in the mirror ♪

♪ I know you like what you see ♪

♪ But somewhere under the surface ♪

♪ Is the coldest heart that I ever seen ♪

♪ I never should have believed you ♪

♪ 'Cause you stepped over the line ♪

♪ You got the coldest heart in the city ♪

♪ And you show it to me time after time ♪

♪ Skin deep ♪

♪ Your beauty's only skin deep ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh, yeah ♪

♪ Skin deep ♪

♪ Your beauty's only skin deep ♪

♪ Ooh, ohh ♪

♪ When you look in the mirror ♪

♪ I know you like what you see ♪

♪ But somewhere under the surface ♪

♪ Is the coldest heart that I ever seen ♪

♪ I never should have believed you ♪

♪ 'Cause you stepped over the line ♪

♪ You got the coldest heart in the city ♪

♪ And you show it to me time after time ♪

♪ Skin deep ♪

♪ Your beauty's only skin deep ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh, yeah ♪

♪ Skin deep ♪