All language subtitles for Cupid s01e03_English

♪♪

VODKA ROCKS.

♪♪

COMING RIGHT UP, MISTER...

KAWAKAMI?

IF YOU DON'T MIND
MY SAYING,

I LIKED YOU BETTER
WITH THE 'STACHE.

YEAH, THE OLD LADY HATED IT.
SAID IT TICKLED.
HA. WOMEN.

UM... SORRY.

THIS LOOKS LIKE MILK.

ACTUALLY, YOU JUST POURED IT
OUT OF A CARTON.
IT'S GOOD FOR YA.

IT'LL GIVE YOU STRONG BONES
AND A ROCKIN' BUZZ.

NOW DRINK UP
AND COME BACK IN SIX YEARS.

PLEASE DON'T THROW ME OUT.
I-I NEED TO STAY.

I SET MY MOM UP ON A DATE
WITH MY BOXING COACH.

HE'S PERFECT FOR HER. THIS DATE
IS A YEAR IN THE MAKING.
OKAY. YOU GOT MY ATTENTION.

I HAVE LIED. I HAVE USED
INTERMEDIARIES AND DECEPTION.

I'VE KEPT EVERYONE
IN THE DARK.

MY MOM WOULD KILL ME
IF SHE KNEW WHAT I WAS DOING.
SOLD.

I LIKE THE WAY YOU WORK,
MR. KAWAKAMI.

LET'S SEE IF WE CAN
FIND YOU A GOOD SEAT.

♪♪

SHE'S OFFERING HIM
A BITE OF HER DINNER.

THAT'S--THAT'S
A GOOD SIGN, RIGHT?

WHOSE FORK?
HIS.

EH.

BUT SHE'S FEEDING HIM.
KA-CHING!

TREVOR.

WHY IS THERE A TEENAGE BOY
IN MY OFFICE?

I FIGURED YOU WOULDN'T WANT HIM
SITTING AT THE BAR.

MY MOM'S ON A BLIND DATE.
WE'RE SPYING ON 'EM.
I SEE.

THINGS ARE PICKING UP.
I NEED YOU BACK BEHIND THE BAR.

COME ON. CAN YOU COVER FOR ME?
MARSHALL WENT TO A LOT OF EFFORT

TO FIND THE PERFECT GUY
FOR HIS MOM.
WHAT'S SO PERFECT
ABOUT THIS GUY?

SHE MANAGES A PUBLIC TV STATION.
HE COACHES BOXING.

REMIND ME AGAIN WHY THIS GUY'S
SO PERFECT FOR YOUR MOM?

SHE PICKED HIM.
THERE WAS A CATALOG.

THERE'S A GUY CATALOG?

I DIDN'T KNOW
IT WAS EVEN AN OPTION.

SPERM BANK CATALOG.

MY MOM DOESN'T KNOW IT,
BUT DOWN THERE...

THAT'S MY DAD.

(chokes)

(thud)

ALL RIGHT, THEN.

♪♪

I'M A HACKER.

GETTING INTO THE SPERM BANK'S
FILES WAS CAKE.

I GOT CLINT'S NAME, GOOGLED HIM,
FOUND OUT HE OWNED A GYM.

I PRETENDED I WANTED
TO LEARN HOW TO BOX

SO I COULD GET
TO KNOW MY DAD.
AND SHE HAS NO IDEA?

ARE YOU KIDDING?
MY MOM'S A TOTAL PACIFIST.
NO. THAT YOU
TRACKED DOWN YOUR DAD.

NO. NO WAY, DUDE.

SHE'S REALLY SENSITIVE
ABOUT HER ABILITY

TO RAISE ME ON HER OWN.
WELL, WHEN DO YOU PLAN
ON TELLING HER?

MY DEATHBED? HER DEATHBED?
I STILL HAVEN'T DECIDED.

I GUESS IF IT WORKS OUT, I CAN
MENTION IT IN THE WEDDING TOAST.

(speaking indistinctly)
(Marshall)
SOMETHING'S WRONG.

(indistinct conversations)

COME ON.

HEY. WHAT HAPPENED?

THE GUY SAID
HE WAS A REPUBLICAN.

THE WOMAN STARTED TO LAUGH
BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT

HE WAS JOKING,
AND HE TOLD HER HE WASN'T.
CLINT'S A REPUBLICAN?

THEN THEY GOT INTO
THIS WHOLE THING ABOUT GITMO.

THEN SHE USES THIS EXPRESSION,
WHICH I'M NOT GONNA USE

IN FRONT OF THE MINOR, BUT IT'S
THE SAME THING THAT I SAY

TO FELIX EVERY TIME HE BUTTS
INTO MY PERSONAL BUSINESS.

IF IT'S THE ONE I'M THINKING OF,
IT'S NOT PARTICULARLY FRIENDLY.
MM-HMM.

OKAY. PASSION IS GOOD.
NO, YOU DON'T GET IT.
MY MOM IS A HARD-CORE LEFTY.

ARE YOU SAYING YOUR MOM'S
GONNA PASS UP DREAM GUY

BECAUSE OF POLITICS?
IT'S EXACTLY WHAT I'M SAYING.

THE MATCH IS DOOMED.

(scoffs)

(horns honk)

TREVOR, WHY DO YOU HAVE
A TEENAGE BOY WITH YOU?

WHO, HIM?
HE'S MY INNER CHILD.

I DON'T KNOW HOW HE GOT OUT.
I'M A LITTLE FREAKED OUT.
TREVOR--

CAN WE DISPENSE
WITH THE FOREPLAY?

MARSHALL'S MOTHER IS A DEMOCRAT.
SHE'S ON A DATE

WITH THIS GREAT GUY, OKAY?
IT'S GOING LIKE GANGBUSTERS.

IT COMES OUT HE'S REPUBLICAN.
BOOM--SHE'S OUT THE DOOR.

I DON'T GET IT. DEMOCRAT,
REPUBLICAN, WHO CARES?

POLITICAL BELIEFS ARE CORE
ISSUES FOR A LOT OF PEOPLE.

WHEN MAKING A RELATIONSHIP WORK
IS SO HARD,

WHY START ONE
WITH A GIGANTIC OBSTACLE?
(man) BECAUSE YOU COULD END UP
WITH SOMETHING WONDERFUL.

SORRY. AM I ALLOWED
TO CUT IN LIKE THAT?
OF COURSE. PLEASE.

MY PARENTS WERE ON OPPOSITE ENDS
OF THE POLITICAL SPECTRUM.

FOR 40 YEARS, THEY CANCELED OUT
EACH OTHER'S VOTES,

BUT THEY HAD
A GREAT MARRIAGE.
HOW'D THEY MANAGE THAT?

THEY FOUND SOMETHING THEY CARED
ABOUT MORE PASSIONATELY

THAN POLITICS--THE YANKEES.
(laughter)

WHAT ELSE ARE CLINT AND YOUR MOM
PASSIONATE ABOUT?

SERIOUSLY, TREVOR, IT'S BAD
ENOUGH WHEN YOU MESS AROUND

IN THE LIVES OF ADULTS
WHEN YOU MAKE YOUR MATCHES,

BUT TO GET INVOLVED
WITH A CHILD?
A TEENAGER WHO WANTS
HIS MOM TO BE HAPPY.

LOOK, THIS ISN'T JUST ABOUT ME
MAKING MY MATCHES.

IT'S WHAT YOUR PEOPLE
WOULD CALL A "MITZVAH."
I'M NOT JEWISH.

MARSHALL'S THE ONE
THAT GOT THE BALL ROLLING.
SO HE SET UP THE DATE.

HE'S ADORABLE, ISN'T HE?
I CALL HIM "MINI-CUPID."

I GOT IT. THEIR OTHER
GREAT PASSION--IT'S WINE.

(doorbell rings)

MOM,
I WASN'T EXPECTING YOU...

AND YOUR SUITCASES.

IT'S NICE
TO SEE YOU AGAIN, BOYS.

IT SEEMS
LIKE JUST YESTERDAY.
IT'S OVER WITH HECTOR.

THE FLAMENCO DANCER?

THAT WAS RONALDO.

HECTOR'S A PLAYWRIGHT,

A-AN UNDISCOVERED GENIUS.

THEY'RE ALWAYS UNDISCOVERED,

YET YOU ALWAYS MANAGE
TO FIND THEM.

I DON'T THINK
I CAN GO ON.

I KNOW IT FEELS LIKE YOUR WORLD
IS GOING TO END RIGHT NOW,

BUT YOU ARE GOING
TO GET THROUGH THIS.

I DON'T WANT
TO GET THROUGH THIS.

MY BONES LOVE HIM.

I'LL GET YOUR SUITCASES.

(sighs)

HI. ARE YOU HALLIE?

YES.

I'M TREVOR PIERCE FROM WNYD.
CONGRATULATIONS.

YOU'VE WON A PASS
TO THE AMERICAN PREMIERE

OF THIS YEAR'S BEAUJOLAIS.
SERIOUSLY? I MEAN, I'VE ALWAYS
BEEN DYING TO GO TO--

BUT I DIDN'T ENTER A CONTEST,
SO HOW DID I...

THERE WAS AN ESSAY COMPETITION.
THE ENTRANTS WERE ASKED

TO WRITE ABOUT SOMEONE
THEY THOUGHT WAS DESERVING.

YOUR SON WROTE ABOUT YOU.
MARSHALL'S ESSAY WON?

IN ADDITION TO THE TASTING,
YOU WILL ALSO RECEIVE THIS.

AH.

IS THAT YOUR SON?

FROM THE ESSAY,
HE DIDN'T GIVE THE IMPRESSION

THAT HE WAS SO FULL...
OF LIFE.
HE'S ACTUALLY LOST
A TON OF WEIGHT.

I NEED TO BRING IN
A BETTER PICTURE.
I WAS A BIT
OF A CHUNKY KID MYSELF.

I MEAN, EVERYBODY SAID
I WAS CHERUBIC,

BUT I KNEW THEY WEREN'T TALKING
ABOUT MY SUNNY DEMEANOR.
(laughs)

WHAT CAUSED THE TURNAROUND?
HE FOUND A YOGA CLASS.

IT'S AMAZING.
HE HAS COMPLETELY BLOSSOMED.

I MEAN, HE'S CONFIDENT NOW,
OUTGOING.

HE'S EVEN BETTER AT SCHOOL,
EXCEPT FOR CHEMISTRY. (laughs)

BUT WE'RE TALKING
ABOUT GETTING HIM A TUTOR.

I'M SORRY.
I MUST BE BORING YOU.
NO, I-I UNDERSTAND
COMPLETELY.

NOTHING MAKES A PARENT HAPPIER
THAN SEEING THEIR CHILD DO WELL.

DO I JUST SHOW UP
AT THE CHASE REGENCY HOTEL

AT 8:00 ON THURSDAY?
ACTUALLY, THE STATION'S
GONNA NEED A PHOTO,

SO IF YOU CAN BE
AT THIS ADDRESS

ONE HOUR BEFORE THE EVENT...
(paper rustles)

OH.

(horn blares)

(laughter on TV)

(man speaking indistinctly)

DID YOU EVEN GET OUT
OF YOUR PAJAMAS TODAY?

I GOT CAUGHT UP
IN "I LOVE LUCY."

DO YOU KNOW WHY
EVERYBODY LOVES LUCY?

BECAUSE EVERYTHING SHE DOES
IS OUT OF LOVE.

NO, EVERYTHING LUCY DOES
IS OUT OF EGO AND INSECURITY.

SHE HAS NO REGARD
FOR RICKY'S PROFESSIONAL LIFE

OR THE HARD WORK AND TALENT
IT TOOK TO GET THERE.
WHY ARE YOU SO TENSE,
CLAIRE?

I DON'T KNOW, MOM, BUT I HAVE
A SNEAKING SUSPICION

IT MIGHT CHANGE
WHEN YOU GO BACK HOME.
I HAVE NO HOME.

WITHOUT HECTOR'S BONES,
YES, I UNDERSTAND.

NO, I'M LETTING HECTOR STAY
IN MY APARTMENT INDEFINITELY.

MOM, ADULTS DON'T JUST GIVE
THEIR APARTMENTS

TO THEIR EX-BOYFRIENDS.

MAYBE YOU COULD TALK
TO HIM.

HI.
HEY.

WE'RE JUST WAITING
FOR THE OTHER WINNERS

AND THE PHOTOGRAPHER.
SHOULD BE HERE ANY MINUTE.
OH, GREAT, I'M SO EXCITED.

WELL, TRUST ME,

THIS IS GONNA BE EVEN BETTER
THAN YOU BARGAINED FOR.
(laughs)

OH, MY GOD.

SOMETHING INTERESTING?

(punching, men grunting)

MOM?

YOU SURE IT WAS YOGA
THAT MADE HIM BLOSSOM?

SO ALL THIS TIME I THOUGHT

YOU WERE TAKING A YOGA CLASS,
YOU'VE BEEN COMING HERE?

I DIDN'T THINK YOU'D
LET ME DO IT, YOU KNOW,

'CAUSE OF YOUR FEELINGS
ABOUT VIOLENCE.
IT'S NOT LIKE
YOU'RE BOMBING CAMBODIA.

DO I LOVE BOXING? NO.
BUT IT IS A SPORT.

BUT NO MORE LYING...

OR MATCHMAKING.

ALL I DID WAS SHOW GINNY
CLINT'S PHOTO AND BIO

FROM THE GYM WEB SITE,
AND THEN SHE MADE CAT NOISES

AND SAID THAT IF YOU DIDN'T
GO OUT WITH HIM, SHE WOULD.
AND THE WINE TASTING?

THAT WAS MOSTLY TREVOR.

HE DOESN'T WORK
AT THE RADIO STATION.

HE'S MY TUTOR. HE ALSO WORKS AT
THAT BAR YOU LIKE--TRES EQUIS.

HE CAN SEE HOW MUCH
I WANT THINGS TO WORK

FOR YOU AND CLINT.
SWEETIE, CLINT IS
A WONDERFUL MAN, REALLY.

BUT WE HAVE SOME
FUNDAMENTAL DISAGREEMENTS.

HE'S A REPUBLICAN. SO WHAT?

IT'S LIKE SOMEONE SAYING,

"HERE'S THE MOST AWESOME SLICE
OF PIZZA EVER,

BUT I SNEEZED ON IT."

IT DOESN'T MATTER
HOW OTHERWISE PERFECT IT IS

IF IT'S COVERED IN SNEEZE.

MARSHALL, CAN YOU GIVE US
A MINUTE?

WHAT HAPPENED?

WE WERE SUPPOSED TO MEET UP
AT THE WINE TASTING.

(scoffs) ROOKIE.

LOOK,
YOU'RE ROCKY, I'M MICKEY.

(imitates Burgess Meredith) I
WANT YOU TO CHASE THAT CHICKEN.
WHAT?

JUST TRUST ME, KID. I KNOW
EXACTLY WHAT I'M DOING.

I'M GUESSING THAT IF I HAD USED
THE TICKET THAT MARSHALL GAVE ME

FOR THE WINE TASTING, WE WOULD
HAVE RUN INTO EACH OTHER.

I'M SORRY
ABOUT ALL OF THIS.

APPARENTLY, MY SON
IS A SECRET YENTA.
(chuckles)

SOMETIMES HE GETS
A LITTLE...

OVERENTHUSIASTIC?

IT'S ONE OF HIS BETTER
QUALITIES, THOUGH.
TRUE.

MARSHALL'S A TERRIFIC KID.

I KNOW, WHATEVER HE DOES,
IT COMES FROM A GOOD PLACE.

I WISH I COULD SAY THAT
ABOUT MORE PEOPLE.

SO, UH...

WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO
ABOUT THIS WINE TASTING?

(chuckles)

SO, CLINT, MARSHALL TELLS ME
YOU GIVE FREE BOXING LESSONS

TO TROUBLED INNER-CITY KIDS.

I DID INDEED
TELL YOU THAT VERY THING.

TO THINK WHAT THOSE KIDS' LIVES
WOULD BE LIKE WITHOUT CLINT--

DRUGS, GUNS... DOGFIGHTING?

TOO MUCH.

WELL, THAT WAS
QUITE A SHOW.

WELL, ALTHOUGH WHAT YOU'RE DOING
IS ACTUALLY IMPRESSIVE.
OH, IT'S NOT THAT BIG
OF A DEAL.

YOU KNOW, WE PRODUCE THESE SHORT
"COMMUNITY HEROES" SEGMENTS

AT THE PSB STATION
I WORK FOR.

YOUR WORK AT THE GYM
WOULD MAKE A GREAT PIECE.

I'M VERY FLATTERED, BUT, UM, I
REALLY DON'T THINK I MERIT ONE.

WILL YOU AT LEAST
THINK ABOUT IT?

(indistinct conversations,
jazz playing)

THEY WON'T LET ME IN.

APPARENTLY, I'M NOT OLD ENOUGH
TO SPIT WINE IN A BUCKET.

OH, WELL, WE SHOULD
PROBABLY HEAD HOME, ANYWAY.

(French accent)
AND MISS TASTING

THE 2005 CHATEAU de COULAINE
CHINON LES PICASSES?

I'D NEVER FORGIVE MYSELF.

(normal voice)
GO SWISH AND SIP.

I'LL WAIT UP HERE
WITH THE KID.

I COME FROM
A LONG, DISTINGUISHED LINE

OF BEER-FROM-A-CAN
ENTHUSIASTS.

YOU KNOW, I WASN'T EVEN
INTO WINE AT ALL

WHEN I SAW THAT MOVIE
"SIDEWAYS,"

AND ALL I COULD THINK WAS,
"OH, MY GOD, PLEASE SHUT UP."

(laughs) AND THEN I HAD
MY FIRST GLASS

OF RUSSIAN RIVER VALLEY
BARBERA

AND FOUND MYSELF
USING THE WORD "PLUMMY."

(chuckles)
IT'S A SLIPPERY SLOPE.
(chuckles)

WHY THE HECK
DO THEY KEEP MOVING?

I'M GOING AROUND
TO THE OTHER SIDE.

TREVOR, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

IS "VOYEURING" A WORD?

NO.
WELL, THEN I'M NOT
DOING THAT.

HELLO. I'M LIV.
I'M CLAIRE'S MOTHER.

CLAIRE'S MOTHER?

REALLY?

HEH. YOU MUST HAVE
A LOT OF STORIES.
TREVOR.

IF YOU DON'T MIND MY SAYING,

YOUR DAUGHTER
IS INCREDIBLY BEAUTIFUL,

BUT SHE'S A PAIN
IN THE ASS.
I SEE YOU KNOW HER WELL.

HEH. LIKE THE BACK OF HER
SMART, SEXY, JUDGMENTAL HAND.

I THINK YOU FOUND
A GOOD ONE HERE, CLAIRE.
I DIDN'T FIND HIM.
HE'S NOT MINE.

SHE NEVER INTRODUCES ME
TO ANY OF HER BOYFRIENDS.
HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND.

WE'RE ON A BREAK.
OH...

WE'RE NOT ON A BREAK.
REALLY? WHAT ARE YOU
DOING LATER?

WELL, I CAN ALWAYS
GET A ROOM, SWEETIE.
THERE'S NOTHING GOING ON
BETWEEN US, MOM.

I KNOW TREVOR FROM WORK.
OH... OH, I SEE.

(whispers)
YOUR SECRET'S SAFE WITH ME.
(whispers) THANK YOU.

NO, THERE'S NO SECRET.
IT'S FICTION.
(normal voice) IT'S SO NICE

TO SEE YOU FINALLY
HAVE CHEMISTRY WITH SOMEONE.

THERE'S NO CHEMISTRY.
I'LL MEET YOU
DOWNSTAIRS, CLAIRE,

AND IF YOU KIDS, UH, WIND UP
OVER AT THE APARTMENT,

JUST LEAVE A SOCK ON THE DOOR.

(chuckles)

IT'S NOT MY FAULT
WE HAVE CHEMISTRY.

I'M SURPRISED YOU EVEN
AGREED TO GO OUT WITH ME

IN THE FIRST PLACE.

YOU DON'T SEEM
LIKE THE BLIND-DATE TYPE.

OKAY, I-I HAVE
A LITTLE WINE BUZZ,

SO I'LL BE HONEST.

I-I DID THIS
COMPUTER DATING THING

A ZILLION YEARS AGO,

AND YOU KNOW HOW
YOU FILL OUT THE FORM,

BASICALLY LISTING
ALL THE QUALITIES

OF THE PERSON
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR?

WELL, WHEN GINNY
WAS DESCRIBING YOU,

IT WAS LIKE CHECKING OFF
ALL OF MY ANSWERS. (chuckles)

EXCEPT FOR
THE REPUBLICAN PART.

SURPRISINGLY...

POLITICS NEVER CAME UP.
THAT IS SURPRISING.

I'M SURE IT WOULD'VE BEEN
A DEAL BREAKER, THOUGH?

DEFINITELY. ON PAPER,
ALL OF THOSE RIGHT ANSWERS

WOULD'VE BEEN
IMMEDIATELY CANCELED OUT

BY THE WORD "REPUBLICAN."

YET, HERE YOU ARE,

AND I'M FINDING MYSELF
THINKING ABOUT ALL THOSE...

RIGHT ANSWERS.

(chuckles)

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE STILL
TRYING TO FIX THEM UP, TREVOR.

SHE ALREADY
PICKED HIM ONCE,

OUT OF A WHOLE BINDER
FULL OF DONORS.

WAIT, ARE YOU TELLING ME
YOU'RE MATCHING HALLIE UP

WITH HER SON'S
SPERM DONOR FATHER?

I KNOW. IT'S A NO-BRAINER.

SOMETIMES I DO FEEL LIKE
I'M JUST DESTINY'S WINGMAN.
(sighs)

TREVOR,
YOU GOTTA SEE THIS.

(Felix) HEY, IN CASE
YOU WERE WONDERING,

THE SOUND OF YOU PACING BACK
AND FORTH FOR THE LAST HOUR

IS, IN FACT, ANNOYING.
THIS IS HOW I THINK.

CAN YOU TRY SITTING
ON A SLAB OF MARBLE

AND LEANING YOUR CHIN
ON YOUR HAND?
MARSHALL SAYS
HIS MOTHER AND CLINT

HAVE SEEN EACH OTHER
EVERY NIGHT FOR TWO WEEKS.

EVERYTHING'S GREAT.
SO WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?

THE BEAD HASN'T MOVED.
IT'S BEEN LIKE THAT FOR WEEKS.

NO HALLIE-CLINT BEAD.
HMM. WAIT.

YEAH... I THINK I CAN
SOLVE THIS FOR YOU.

HOW ABOUT WE JUST...

WHOOP!

(sighs)
THE BEAD DOESN'T MOVE

UNTIL THE GODS DECIDE
IT'S TRUE LOVE.

YOU UNDERSTAND I HAVE
NO RESPONSE TO THAT.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND
WHAT THE PROBLEM IS.

I MEAN, MARSHALL SAYS THAT
POLITICS NEVER EVEN COME UP.

HAVE THEY MET EACH OTHER'S
FRIENDS AND FAMILY YET?

I DON'T THINK SO.

THAT COULD BE IT.
THEY'RE STILL IN THE COCOON.

FOR IT TO BE A MATCH, IT HAS
TO LIVE IN THE REAL WORLD.

SO, YEAH, IF I DIDN'T HAVE
THIS GYM, WHERE WOULD I BE?

I DON'T KNOW.
THIS GYM IS HOME TO ME.

ALL RIGHT, THAT'S GREAT.
THAT'LL DO IT.

THANKS.
THANKS, JAMES.

ANYTHING ELSE YOU NEED,
JUST LET ME KNOW.
OKAY.

HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE LOVED?
BY WHO--JAMES?

HE'D CUT MY THROAT
IF I LOOKED AT HIM SIDEWAYS.
THAT'S RIGHT, WHITEY.

HE SAID YOU LET HIM STAY
WITH YOU

WHEN HIS DAD GOT OUT
OF PRISON.
AH, IT WAS JUST
A COUPLE OF WEEKS.

HMM.
ARE YOU READY
TO GRAB SOME DINNER?

YEAH, WE HAVE TO STOP
BY TRES EQUIS.

MARSHALL TEXTED ME. HE LEFT
HIS GEOMETRY BOOK THERE.

SHOULD I WORRY THAT MY SON
HANGS OUT AT A BAR?

HEY.

HALLIE! CLINT!
WHAT CAN I GET YA?

I ACTUALLY JUST CAME BY TO GET
MY SON'S MATH BOOK FROM A BAR.

BUT I GUESS IT IS QUIET ENOUGH
IN HERE TO DO HOMEWORK, HUH?

IT'S PRETTY SLOW TONIGHT.
PRIVATE PARTY.

SO... SURE YOU DON'T WANT
SOMETHING TO DRINK?

NO.

WILL YOU DRINK
FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?

IT ISN'T MY BIRTHDAY
FOR SIX WEEKS.

OH. OOH, THIS IS AWKWARD.

WHAT IS?

UM....

(cash register dings)

(all) SURPRISE!

OH, MY GOD.

IT'S EVERYONE
I'VE EVER KNOWN AND...

A BUNCH OF PEOPLE
I DON'T.

SO YOU DON'T KNOW
MY NEIGHBOR PHIL...

MY DORM MATE
FRESHMAN YEAR OF COLLEGE...

OR MY BROTHERS?

SO WHAT DO YOU THINK?
SURPRISED?

YEAH, I THINK
OUR BROTHER WAS RIGHT.

YOU'RE EXTREMELY COOL
FOR A LIBERAL.

AND IF HE STARTS DRINKING
SOY LATTES

AND DRIVING AROUND A CAR THAT
RUNS ON EGGSHELLS AND DIRT,

WE MIGHT HAVE A PROBLEM.

YOU SEEM LIKE
A REALLY SMART GUY.
THANKS.

HOW CAN YOU BE
A REPUBLICAN?
I THINK WHAT SHE MEANS IS,

WHEN PEOPLE ARE EDUCATED
ABOUT THE ISSUES,

THEY USUALLY END UP DEMOCRATS.
TRAGIC STORY, ACTUALLY.
I WAS A DEMOCRAT.

THEN I WAS IN A CAR ACCIDENT,
SUSTAINED A HEAD INJURY.

SINCE THEN I'VE BEEN
ALL ABOUT SMALL GOVERNMENT

AND STRONG MILITARY.

HMM.

JUST KIDDING, LADIES.
EXCUSE ME.

CAN I BORROW YOU
FOR A MINUTE?

UH, ABSOLUTELY. (chuckles)

THIS IS A DISASTER.
OH, OKAY.

SERIOUSLY, I MEAN, WERE YOU
RAISED IN A DIFFERENT HOME

THAN YOUR BROTHERS?
HOW ARE YOU SO DIFFERENT?

I'M NOT THAT DIFFERENT.
I MEANT IT AS A COMPLIMENT.

INSULTING MY BROTHERS
IS A COMPLIMENT?
LOOK, I AM SORRY, OKAY?

THEY JUST GOT ME
ALL WORKED UP.
WELL, THAT'S PART
OF THEIR CHARM.

JUST ASK THEIR EX-WIVES.
BUT HONESTLY...

NEARLY SIX YEARS
AFTER "MISSION ACCOMPLISHED"?

HOW CAN THEY STILL BELIEVE THAT
THE IRAQ WAR WAS A GOOD IDEA?

I DON'T KNOW.

MMM...
BECAUSE IT WAS A GOOD IDEA?

YOU KNOW, YES,
THERE WERE MISTAKES MADE--

YOU REALLY BELIEVE THAT?

I BELIEVE THAT THERE ARE
BAD PEOPLE OUT THERE,

AND THEY HAVE TO BE
DEALT WITH.
SO WE SHOULD JUST BOMB
THE CRAP OUT OF EVERYONE

WHO DOES THINGS
THAT WE DON'T LIKE?

WELL, YOU CAN'T REASON
WITH MADMEN.

YOU HAVE TO BRING THE FIGHT
TO THEM.
OH, THAT'S RIGHT,
I FORGET.

DIPLOMACY--THE BULWARK
OF WESTERN CIVILIZATION--

IS GIRLY.

(scoffs)

YEAH, I'M NOT SO SURE
THIS IS A GOOD IDEA.

IT HAD TO BE DONE.

WE GOTTA GET THEM OUT
OF THEIR COCOON.

WE'RE BRINGING
THE REAL WORLD TO THEM.

YEAH, WELL, THIS MIGHT BE
TOO MUCH REAL WORLD.

(horn blares in distance)

(telephone buzzes)

(woman) Hallie? It's Marshall's
school on line two.

HALLIE BUTLER.

HE DID WHAT?

WHAT POSSESSED YOU
TO HIT ANOTHER BOY?

I GOT TIRED OF HIM GETTING
IN MY FACE EVERY DAY.

A GUY CAN ONLY
GET PICKED ON SO MUCH.
WE'VE BEEN THROUGH THIS.

YOU TRY TO TALK IT OUT,
OR YOU GET A TEACHER.

TALKING DIDN'T WORK,
AND I GOTTA SAY,

CLINT'S WAY WAS A WHOLE LOT
MORE SATISFYING.
CLINT?

HE TOLD ME THAT
IF THE KID KEPT IT UP,

TO PUT HIS ASS ON THE GROUND.
THAT'S WHAT I DID.

(scoffs)

DID YOU TELL MY SON
TO HIT ANOTHER CHILD?

CHILD? THE KID MARSHALL CLOCKED
HAS A BEARD.

I WAS WILLING TO DEAL
WITH THE BOXING,

BUT ATTACKING ANOTHER CHILD
IS UNACCEPTABLE.
MARSHALL WAS
GETTING PICKED ON.

HE NEEDED TO LEARN
TO DEFEND HIMSELF.

THAT'S NOT YOUR DECISION
TO MAKE. I'M THE PARENT.
YOU MAY BE THE PARENT,

BUT YOU'VE NEVER BEEN
A 15-YEAR-OLD BOY.

I'M SORRY,

BUT "GET THE TEACHER" DOESN'T
SOLVE THIS PARTICULAR PROBLEM.

SO YOU KNOW WHAT'S BETTER
FOR MARSHALL THAN HIS MOTHER?
IN THIS CASE, YEAH.

VIOLENCE AS A SOLUTION.

HOW VERY REPUBLICAN
OF YOU.

MAYBE WE SHOULD ACT
LIKE DEMOCRATS--

OFFER THE BULLY
MILK AND COOKIES,

GET HIM TO TALK
ABOUT HIS FEELINGS.

WE'RE THROUGH!
YOU THINK?

LET'S GO.
WE'RE DONE HERE.

(Hallie) COME ON, MARSHALL!

I THINK IT'S TIME TO CONSIDER
THE NUCLEAR OPTION.

TELL MOM
THAT CLINT'S MY DAD?

YOU WANNA BE THE ONE
MOPPING UP THE MOM PUDDLE

IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FLOOR?
DON'T YOU GET IT?

THAT THING--THE THING THAT THEY
CARE MORE PASSIONATELY ABOUT

THAN POLITICS--
IT AIN'T WINE, PAL.

IT'S YOU.

MARSHALL! LET'S GO.

(whispers) HEY.

(horns honking in distance)

HEY, MARSHALL.

HOW WAS YOUR DAY?

LITTLE, UH,
POPCORN HOMEWORK BREAK?

DOES THE KID HAVE IT
IN HIM?

ONLY A FEW HOURS TO COMPLETE

THE 24-HOUR,
SILENT TREATMENT MARATHON.

CAN HE DO IT?

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
THIS IS A RECORD POUT

FOR THE KID FROM HELL'S KITCHEN!
(imitates crowd cheering)

(microwave beeps)

(closes microwave door)

TWO STICKS?

OKAY, I GET IT.

YOU'RE MAD AT ME BECAUSE
I WON'T LET YOU GO BOX.

YOU KNOW, MAYBE YOU SHOULD'VE
CONSIDERED PASSIVE AGGRESSION

INSTEAD OF PUNCHING THAT KID
AT SCHOOL.

YOU KNOW, YOU'RE PRETTY GREAT
AT IT, TOO.

MARSHALL, COME ON.

LET'S JUST TALK THIS OUT,
OKAY?

JUST SAY SOMETHING.

ANYTHING?

I THINK DICK CHENEY
GETS A BAD RAP.

(kicks door)

MR. ROBERTS,
WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS.

YOU'RE BALD.
YOU'RE NOT INVISIBLE.

NOW I KNOW YOU FEEL
PEOPLE IGNORE YOU

BECAUSE OF YOUR BALDNESS,
BUT THAT'S JUST--
(knock on door)

DR. McCRAE,
YOUR MOM IS HERE.

SHE'S GOING
TO HAVE TO WAIT.
SHE REALLY NEEDS
TO SEE YOU.

MOM, WHAT'S WRONG?
I STOLE HIS UMBRELLA.

OH, GOOD, YOU'RE HERE.

APPARENTLY,
BARTENDERS/BAR OWNERS

GIVING SAGE ADVICE--NOT SO TRUE.
FELIX TOLD ME

I NEEDED TO BREAK HALLIE
AND CLINT OUT OF THEIR COCOON.

TOTAL DISASTER.
I NEED YOUR HELP.

LIV, WHAT'S WRONG?

WHAT DID CLAIRE DO?
I WENT
TO MY LOVER'S APARTMENT.

IT'S YOUR APARTMENT, MOM,
AND HE'S YOUR EX-LOV--

DIDN'T WE AGREE TO USE
THE TERM "BOYFRIEND"?

LET HER SPEAK, CLAIRE.
THANK YOU, TREVOR.

I STOOD THERE,
OUTSIDE OF HIS DOOR,

READY TO TELL HECTOR,

ALTHOUGH OUR LOVE
HAD NOT DIMMED,

WE NEEDED TO MOVE ON.
WHY? YOU GUYS
SOUND PERFECT.

TREVOR--
HE'S A JUNKIE,
TREVOR.

WELL, OKAY,
THAT'S DIFFERENT.
HE'S A JUNKIE,

AND I'M THE DRUG.

IF THAT'S A METAPHOR,
I'M BACK TO "PLAY ON."

MOM, THE UMBRELLA.
I KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE GONNA SAY--

THAT HE'LL NEVER BE ABLE
TO FINISH HIS MASTERPIECE

BECAUSE HE CAN'T KEEP HIS HANDS
OFF OF HIS MUSE.

THAT'S NOT
WHAT I WAS GOING TO SAY...

AT ALL.

I SAW HIS UMBRELLA LYING THERE,
LEANING BY THE DOOR,

STILL WET
FROM HIS MORNING WALK.

I HAD TO HAVE IT.
I THINK
THAT'S BEAUTIFUL.

(clears throat)

MR. ROBERTS,
I CAN SEE YOU.

PLEASE, WAIT FOR ME
IN MY OFFICE.

I WILL BE RIGHT BACK
IN THERE. PROMISE.

MR. ROBERTS IS HERE?
WHERE?

WHEREVER YOU ARE, BUDDY,

I MISS YOU AND ALL
THE OTHER BOYS IN THE "B" WING!

OKAY, YOU KNOW WHAT
EVERYBODY IN HERE NEEDS?

A GOOD DOSE OF REALITY.

MR. ROBERTS, THE REASON
DIANE SAWYER NEVER TOOK THE ROSE

YOU HELD OUT
OVER THE "GMA" BARRICADE

WAS NOT BECAUSE
SHE COULDN'T SEE YOU.

AND, MOM, WITH OR WITHOUT YOU,
HECTOR IS NEVER

GOING TO COMPLETE A MASTERPIECE,
AND, TREVOR,

YOUR MATCH WILL NEVER WORK OUT
IF THEIR AFFECTION

CANNOT SURVIVE
IN THE REAL WORLD.

EVERYONE CLEAR HERE?
EXCELLENT.

MR. ROBERTS,
LET'S GET BACK TO WORK.

TREVOR, WE WILL PICK THIS UP
LATER, AND, MOM, I WILL HANDLE

THINGS WITH HECTOR JUST LIKE WE
BOTH KNEW I EVENTUALLY WOULD.

YOU REALLY MAKE
MY DAUGHTER CRAZY,

DO YOU KNOW THAT?

(video game playing
on computer)

(sighs)

SO ON MY WAY HOME, I HAD ANOTHER
IDEA I WANTED TO RUN BY YOU.

NOW, AS I UNDERSTAND IT,
IN CANADA,

THERE ARE NO REPUBLICANS
OR DEMOCRATS.

HOW DO YOU FEEL
ABOUT RELOCATION?

YEAH, THAT--
THAT'S GONNA FLY.

MOM?

FIRST THE LYING,
NOW THE OUTRIGHT DEFIANCE?

YOU KNOW YOU'RE NOT
SUPPOSED TO BE HERE.

YOU'RE NOT?
I'M SORRY. I DIDN'T KNOW

MARSHALL WAS TOLD
HE COULDN'T COME HERE.

COME ON, CLINT, LET'S GO.
MARSHALL. HEY, BUDDY,
COME ON.

MARSHALL, STOP WHAT YOU'RE
DOING. CLIMB DOWN OUT OF THERE.

WE ARE GOING HOME.
YOU DON'T WANT
TO DATE CLINT

OVER SOMETHING
AS STUPID AS POLITICS,

THAT'S YOUR CHOICE, BUT YOU
CAN'T KEEP ME FROM SEEING HIM.

OH, I MOST CERTAINLY CAN.
I AM YOUR MOTHER.

YEAH.

WELL...

HE'S MY FATHER.

WHAT DO YOU SAY, DAD?
CAN I KEEP BOXING?

WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY,
MARSHALL?

I TRACKED HIM DOWN, OKAY?

I FOUND THE NAME OF THE AGENCY
IN YOUR FILES,

AND I HACKED
INTO THEIR DATABASE.

IT WASN'T THAT HARD.

CLINT...

IS THIS... POSSIBLE?

WERE YOU A...

I MEAN, DID YOU...

(scoffs)

I SUPPOSE YOU'RE GOING TO
EXPECT AN ALLOWANCE.

I JUST WANTED TO MEET MY DAD.

I TOLD MYSELF
WHEN I FIRST CAME IN HERE

THAT IF YOU'RE A MAJOR TOOL,
I WAS JUST GONNA WALK OUT

AND FORGET
I EVER TRACKED YOU DOWN.

BUT YOU WEREN'T.

YOU CHANGED MY LIFE.

MARSHALL, YOUR MOM.

MOM!

(chuckles softly)

(Trevor) How'd it go?
She coping?

SHE'S CALMED DOWN,
BUT IT WAS BAD.

I just spent the last three
hours trying to convince her

THAT I DIDN'T TRACK DOWN MY
FATHER BECAUSE SHE'D FAILED ME.

I should probably go.

DID YOU TALK TO HER
ABOUT CLINT?

NOT THE TIME, TREVOR.

GOT IT. ALL RIGHT,
LET'S TALK TOMORROW.

BYE.

(sighs)
SOUNDS LIKE THE TRUTH
HAS COME OUT?

TRUST ME.
IT'S FOR THE BEST.

I KNOW, AND IT HASN'T HAD
THE DESIRED EFFECT SO FAR.

I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO TAKE
YOUR WORD.

HEY, BY THE WAY,
I WAS VERY PLEASED

TO GET YOUR PHONE CALL TODAY.
I MEAN, THAT'S A FIRST--

YOU ASKING ME FOR A FAVOR.

UH, JUST SO WE'RE CLEAR, WHEN
THIS HECTOR ANSWERS THE DOOR,

YOU WANT ME TO POP HIM?
NO, I JUST WANT
TO PLAY IT SAFE.

I CALLED HIM YESTERDAY,
AND HE WAS BRUSQUE

WHEN I SUGGESTED
IT WAS TIME HE MOVED OUT.

JUST STAND NEXT TO ME AND TRY TO
LOOK MORE LIKE THE GOD OF WAR

THAN THE GOD OF LOVE.
SHOW HIM YOUR MEAN FACE.

(scoffs) AND BE CAREFUL.

IF MY MOTHER
IS TO BE BELIEVED,

THIS HECTOR WAS A SAMURAI RONIN
IN HIS LAST LIFE.

APPARENTLY, HE CAN ALSO SPEAK
TO THE WIND.

UH, YOU'RE HAVING
YOUR DELUSIONAL PATIENT

HELP YOU
WITH YOUR DELUSIONAL MOM.

I KEEP THINKING
THAT SHE'S GONNA...

I DON'T KNOW,
GROW UP SOMEDAY,

SEE THE WORLD AS IT IS.

SHE SEES THE WORLD FILLED
WITH LOVE AND BEAUTY.

SHE SEES THE BEST IN PEOPLE.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT?

IT'S SELFISH.
SELFISH?
HOW'S IT SELFISH?

SHE WEARS HER HEART
ON HER SLEEVE,

AND IT GETS CRUSHED.

I MEAN, WHO DO YOU THINK
PICKS UP THE PIECES?
(door buzzes)

SHE LEAVES HER 16-YEAR-OLD
DAUGHTER TO TAKE CARE

OF HER LITTLE SISTER

WHILE SHE FOLLOWS
SOME GLASSBLOWER TO PERU?

(imitates Liv)
"HE'S A GRAND MASTER, CLAIRE."

I LOOKED IT UP, TREVOR.

THERE'S NO SUCH THING
AS A GRAND MASTER GLASSBLOWER.

THERE'S NO ANSWER.

MAYBE HE DID TAKE ME SERIOUSLY
AND MOVED OUT ON HIS OWN.

(sniffles)

(music playing indistinctly
on headphones)

(meows)

PRETTY MUCH
AS ADVERTISED, HUH?

(door closes)

HECTOR, WHO BUZZED THE...

DOOR?
(volume raises)

(music stops)

YOU'VE GOT TEN MINUTES
TO GRAB YOUR THINGS.

AFTER THAT,
I'M CALLING THE POLICE,

AND THEY DECIDE
WHO'S TRESPASSING.

(scoffs)

HEY.

HEY.

SO FOR THE PAST 19 HOURS,

I'VE BEEN TRYING
TO SORT OUT MY FEELINGS,

AND THIS IS WHAT I KNOW
FOR CERTAIN.

MOSTLY WHAT I'M FEELING
IS JOY.

I HAVE FELT THIS CONNECTION
TO MARSHALL

SINCE THE DAY
HE WALKED INTO THE GYM.

SO ARE YOU ASKING ME IF YOU CAN
CONTINUE SEEING MARSHALL?

YES.

BUT THERE'S THIS, TOO.

I THINK WE SHOULD GIVE US
ANOTHER CHANCE.

WE'D BREAK MARSHALL'S HEART

IF WE TRIED
AND IT DIDN'T WORK OUT.

YOU KNOW, I TRY TO INSTILL
THIS MIND-SET IN THE KIDS

WHO TRAIN WITH ME--

NOTHING WORTH HAVING
COMES EASY.

MARSHALL CAME INTO MY GYM

50 POUNDS OVERWEIGHT.

AND THERE WERE DAYS
HE WOULD LEAVE SOAKED IN SWEAT

AND I'D PUSHED HIM SO HARD,

I THOUGHT HE MIGHT NOT SHOW UP
THE NEXT DAY.

BUT HE KEPT COMING BACK.

WE GOT HIT, AND WE JUST
THREW IN THE TOWEL.

WE OWE MARSHALL
SOME REAL EFFORT.

DOES IT REALLY MATTER
WHO WE VOTE FOR?

(telephone buzzes)

(woman) Hallie? It's Marshall's
school again. Line three.

HALLIE BUTLER.

(sighs)

NO, I SEE. OF COURSE.

I'LL BE THERE
AS SOON AS I CAN.

(sighs)

MARSHALL GOT
INTO ANOTHER FIGHT.

APPARENTLY, THE OTHER BOY
INVOLVED REQUIRED STITCHES

FOR THE GASH ABOVE HIS EYE.

YOU KNOW,
THIS WAS NOT WHO MY SON WAS

BEFORE HE MET YOU, CLINT,
SO LET ME BE VERY CLEAR.

THERE IS NO CHANCE THAT YOU
AND I ARE GOING TO HAPPEN,

AND AS FAR
AS YOU SEEING MARSHALL AGAIN,

I'M NOT SURE YOUR INFLUENCE
HAS BEEN GOOD FOR HIM.

THIS STOPS, MARSHALL.
IT STOPS NOW.

I MEAN, WHAT POSSESSED YOU
TO GET INTO ANOTHER FIGHT?
I DON'T WANNA TALK
ABOUT IT.

THAT'S THE FAIRY
WHO BEAT YOU UP?

(scoffs)

I SEE NOW WHERE YOUR SON
ACQUIRED HIS WONDERFUL MANNERS.

MOM, LET'S JUST GO.

IF HE CAN DO THIS TO YOU, MAYBE
HE'S NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO'S GAY.

YOU KNOW,
NOT THAT IT EVEN MATTERS,

BUT MY SON ISN'T GAY.

(scoffs)

SORRY I DIDN'T TELL YOU
ABOUT IT SOONER,

BUT COME ON, IT NEVER
CROSSED YOUR MIND?

(sighs) YEAH,
IT'S CROSSED MY MIND.

YOU KNOW THAT I WILL LOVE
AND SUPPORT YOU

NO MATTER WHAT, RIGHT?
MY LIBERAL MOM?

I PROBABLY, UH,
SCORED SOME POINTS.

I'M A BADGE OF HONOR.

(groans
and laughs nervously)

(closes locker)

I THINK I GET IT.

THE BOXING... THE FIGHTS...

I STILL DON'T LIKE IT,
BUT I UNDERSTAND.

CLINT SAYS IT JUST TAKES
A COUPLE FIGHTS,

AND THEY'LL STOP MESSING
WITH ME.

I'M 2-0.

DID CLINT KNOW

THE REASON YOU WERE
GETTING PICKED ON?

HE'S KNOWN
FOR A LONG TIME.

HE'S BEEN GREAT
ABOUT IT.

ARE YOU MAD?

YEAH. (sighs)

AT MYSELF.

I HAVE MADE
A TERRIBLE MISTAKE.

(exhales deeply)

HOW COULD I LET A MAN
LIKE CLINT GO?

HE KNEW MARSHALL WAS GAY.
HE TREATED HIM LIKE A SON.

I MEAN, I DON'T--I DON'T CARE
WHO HE VOTES FOR. I--

YOU KNOW, THAT'S THE KIND OF MAN
I WANT IN MARSHALL'S LIFE.

IN MY LIFE. I MEAN,
HE'S THE ONLY GUY--
BUP-BUP-BUP-BUP-BUP.

DON'T BLOW ALL
THIS FIERY PASSION ON ME.

IT'S NOT LIKE THERE'S A LITTLE
CLINT FLY ON THE WALL.

BUT HE WON'T TAKE MY CALLS.

HE'S EVERYTHING I REALLY WANT,
AND I'VE LOST HIM.

MM, YOU MAY HAVE LOST HIM
FOR NOW, BUT...

MARSHALL HASN'T.

YOU WOULDN'T HAPPEN
TO BE IN THE MOOD

TO PERFECTLY EXECUTE
AN INGENIOUS PLAN, WOULD YOU?

WHERE IS HE?
WHERE'S WHO?

MARSHALL. YOU SAID
HE WANTED TO SEE ME.
I'M SURE HE DOES.

(chuckles) YOU CALLED ME
AND YOU SAID,

"MARSHALL REALLY WANTS
TO SEE YOU.

CAN YOU COME DOWN
TO THE BAR?"
SEE WHAT I DID THERE?

I'M CRAFTY LIKE THAT.
ALWAYS SOMETHING UP MY SLEEVE.

MAKES YOU WONDER
WHAT I'M GONNA DO NEXT.

(man) ♪ I WALK THESE STREETS
I WALKED BEFORE ♪

I THINK MARSHALL
WANTED YOU HERE

TO SEE THE WORLD PREMIERE
OF HIS MOM'S PIECE ON YOUR GYM.

MY SON SOLD DRUGS
ON THE CORNER.

MY KID WAS IN A GANG.

BOXING PROVIDED AN OUTLET
FOR MY SON'S ANGER.

THE TRINITY BOXING CLUB
GAVE MY SON A PLACE TO GO.

CLINT WILSON
IS MORE THAN JUST A COACH.

HE'S A MENTOR.

HE'S A FATHER FIGURE.

(man) CLINT IS
OUR FAMILY'S WHITE KNIGHT.

I AM A SINGLE MOM,

AND AS MUCH AS I LIKE TO THINK
I CAN DO IT ALL,

I CAN'T.

SO I THANK GOD
THERE ARE PEOPLE OUT THERE

LIKE CLINT WILSON
TO FILL IN THE HOLES.

I CAN'T IMAGINE MY SON'S LIFE
WITHOUT HIM.

I CAN'T IMAGINE MY LIFE
WITHOUT HIM.

♪♪

(applause)

♪♪

(Trevor) IT'S STILL
A WORK IN PROGRESS.

I THINK THEY RUSHED IT
INTO PRODUCTION,

BUT I BELIEVE THAT'S WHAT ONE
MIGHT CALL A "LOVING TRIBUTE."

(sighs)
I GOTTA GO FIND HALLIE.

YOUR TAB'S COVERED.

♪♪

I'M SORRY,
BUT WHERE I COME FROM,

MEN DON'T LET WOMEN
BUY THEM DRINKS.

YOU COME FROM THE 1950s?
YOU LOOK GOOD.

THANKS. ALL THAT BIBLE THUMPING
AND GUN TOTING

KEEPS ME YOUTHFUL.

HMM. WHILE I AGE
WORKING LONGER HOURS

AND BEING PAID LESS THAN A MAN
DOING THE SAME JOB.

(sighs)

YOU ARE EVERYTHING
I HAVE EVER WANTED IN A MAN...

AND ONE THING I DIDN'T.

ASK ME HOW MUCH I CARE
ABOUT THAT ONE THING.

HOW MUCH DO YOU CARE ABOUT--

♪♪

♪♪

(Trevor sighs)

WHAT DID I TELL YOU?

THEY'RE
THE PERFECT MATCH.

YEAH. I DON'T KNOW IF YOU CAN
TOAST WITH A ROY ROGERS, BUT...

SALUTé.

(clink)

SO YOU REALLY THINK
YOU'RE CUPID, HUH?

I DO.

HOW NERVOUS
DOES IT MAKE YOU

THAT I AM SO DAMN GOOD
AT THIS?

THE PLUS SIDE OF YOU
BEING SO REGIMENTED

IS I KNOW EXACTLY
WHEN YOU'RE GONNA BE HOME.

YOU MADE DINNER?
DON'T ACT LIKE
THAT'S SO STRANGE.

NO, I JUST--I'M SURPRISED
AND EXCITED

THAT IT REQUIRES UTENSILS,
AND YOU'RE NOT GONNA MAKE ME

SIT ON THE FLOOR AND EAT LENTILS
WITH MY FINGERS.

YOU KNOW, I CAME THIS CLOSE
TO MAKING ETHIOPIAN.

(sighs)
TREVOR WAS RIGHT, AGAIN.

TREVOR?
(bottle cork pops)

PLEASE TELL ME THAT WAS A CORK
JUST POPPING OUT

OF A WINE BOTTLE
ALL ON ITS OWN.

WOW. SHE IS LIKE CLOCKWORK.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

CLASSING UP THE JOINT?

AFTER YOU WERE SO SHORT
WITH ME OUTSIDE YOUR OFFICE,

TREVOR AND I GOT TO TALKING,
AND I INVITED HIM TO DINNER.

HE'S BEEN
CHEERING ME UP.

(chuckles)
YOU MAY NOT KNOW THIS,

BUT I AM
A BALL OF SUNSHINE.

YOU DON'T NEED
TO BE UPSET, MOM,

BECAUSE I SPOKE TO HECTOR,
AND HE'S GOING TO MOVE OUT.

OH, WELL, YOU DIDN'T HAVE
TO TROUBLE YOURSELF.

I WAS ON THE VERGE
OF TALKING TO HIM MYSELF.

I KNOW, BUT I WAS
IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD

AND FIGURED
I'D TAKE CARE OF IT MYSELF.

OH, WELL,
HOW--HOW WAS HE?

HE FEELS THINGS
SO DEEPLY.

HE WAS... TORN UP.

AND IT'S OBVIOUS
HE STILL LOVES YOU.

BUT HE DID SAY THAT THERE IS
NOTHING HE WANTS MORE

THAN FOR YOU TO BE HAPPY.

SEE, CLAIRE?

THAT'S LOVE.

CLAIRE'S SLOW, BUT...

SHE CATCHES ON.

SHE KNOWS WHAT LOVE IS.

I'VE NEVER BEEN MORE SURE OF IT
THAN RIGHT THIS INSTANT.

(cell phone rings)

OH, EXCUSE ME.

(ring)

(ring)

(beep)

(Liv) OH...
(giggles) HELLO THERE.

OH! ARE YOU KIDDING?

OF COURSE. I'LL BE THERE
IN 20 MINUTES.

(laughs)

OH, STOP.
YOU CAN WAIT THAT LONG.

(beep)

OH, UM, DEREK WOULD LIKE
TO MEET FOR A DRINK.

YOU DON'T MIND, DO YOU?
I MET HIM AT WHOLE FOODS TODAY.

HE'S LIKE A YOUNG RAúL JULIá

WITH THESE DARK, LIQUID EYES
THAT MAKE YOU FEEL

LIKE YOU STARED INTO THEM
IN ANOTHER LIFETIME.

IT WAS AN INSTANT CONNECTION.

MAYBE I'LL BRING HIM BACK
FOR DESSERT.

WHAT HAPPENED TO WANTING
YOUR MOM TO KNOW THE TRUTH?

I THINK IT'S TIME I ACCEPT
THE FACT

THAT THIS IS THE TRUTH
TO HER.

I MEAN,
THIS IS WHO SHE IS.

DO YOU WANT WINE
WITH DINNER OR--

OH... (laughs)

YOU'RE NOT STAYING.

YOU'RE
A TERRIBLE HOSTESS.

GOOD NIGHT, TREVOR.

(sets bottle on table)

BUT YOU'RE
A GREAT DAUGHTER.

THANK YOU.

SO, TREVOR...

HOW WAS YOUR DAY?

YEAH, IT'S, YOU KNOW,
MY KIND OF DAY.

YOU KNOW, I GET EXCITED
ABOUT...

(speaking indistinctly)