All language subtitles for Fluidity2019

♪ 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 ♪