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He's like, "I've got this,

I've got that.

Look at my mouth." I don't know what that meant.

I said, "I don't care if you have a hundred gold teeth.

You can have freaking, a gold..."

- That thing in the back of your... Uvula! - Uvula. That's the uvula.

"And I couldn't care less," you know what I mean?

Oh, my God. That is amazing.

You spoil me.

You do.

- Come back and visit me soon, buttercup. - You know I will.

See you tomorrow.

Ready?

Go!

- Hi. - Hi.

Are you Mike Nathans?

Yeah. Can I help you?

Uh, it's about Jennifer.

You mean Jennifer, Jennifer? My wife?

What about her?

Jennifer's in here?

Usually, yeah.

What does she do in here?

Jennifer's into some weird shit now, Mike.

Was she ever in a gang or fuck with the wrong people?

- Anything like that? - What? No.

Everybody loved her.

She was... special.

She's still special.

This is what she left us for?

Maybe she had a stroke and forgot she had a family.

Or maybe she was never who I thought she was in the first place.

Look...

all I know is, when she's talking to me,

her name is Boro, and she's a witch or something.

And when she was with you, she was, no offense,

a boring lady named Jennifer Nathans.

So she's Boro and she lied to you,

or she's Jennifer Nathans and she lied to me.

Or she's someone else and she lied to both of us.

We have to figure out which one it is, right?

Hi.

Uh...

What... What's with this guy?

Get off me, man.

- Let go of me. - Oh.

No, no. No!

No, stop!

No! No!

Boro!

Boro!

- Coming. - Stop it. Stop!

Get...

Geez!

Mike, I'm so sorry about that. Oh, Mike.

Pierre's a really good boy. He just plays rough.

Are you Jennifer Nathans?

You know me as Boro, he knows me as Jennifer.

It's not that complicated.

Which one were you first?

Now that's pretty complicated.

Were you married to this guy? This poor little guy?

You have kids?

What mystery are you trying to solve, Lisa?

You're really gonna stand there and act like this isn't weird?

This is fucking weird.

Why'd you leave, Jennifer?

What were you running from?

I don't run.

My nails.

Mike, let's go home.

- Okay. - You're coming too.

What?

She has to come, so I can explain to you where I've been the last ten years.

You wanna know what I'm running from,

so you gotta come too.

You don't wanna know?

Okay.

Great.

You can meet the kids.

They were abandoned by their mother, just like you were.

If it's all the same to you, I don't need to watch the end again.

Oh, right, right.

You've probably...

seen it a million times, huh?

Well, you know, I'm an editor.

That's the job, watching things a million times, but...

that scene...

I... I don't know how she did it.

I just don't really want it in my head again if I can help it.

Mr. Burke, why did you ask me here?

I drove all the way from Fresno 'cause I thought this was a job interview.

So you probably spent a lot of time with Lisa.

Right? When you were cut...

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Um...

I heard a bunch of shit went down on that set.

She tell you anything about it?

Yeah, she didn't really go into it.

What about her little... movie star?

The lead girl?

Mary what's-her-name?

All I know is that her parents own the house from the movie.

Um, or they used to.

I think they're dead.

But, yeah, the two of them, Lisa and Mary,

they were crashing there the whole time,

and that's where whatever went down, went down.

You know, I would even take assistant editor and work my way up.

So where is the house?

You can't just come back like this.

What are we gonna tell the kids?

We have to tell them something, Jennifer. It's been ten years.

They're teenagers now. And they're gonna be home soon.

I don't think the story we tell them is that important.

Are you kidding?

Why don't you go get washed up for dinner?

Okay.

What are you doing?

You should've thought of that

before you dragged Schmucky Joe back into this.

Taste.

Yeah, it's done.

Don't do anything fucked up.

Garlic bread's done.

Are you still talking? Dad!

Who the fuck are you? And what the fuck are you doing here?

Ah!

Answer me!

Hold on, hold on.

You've got me at kind of a disadvantage here.

- What the fuck do you want? - I, uh...

It's a little difficult to explain, given the circumstances, but...

Do you know a girl named Lisa Nova?

Do you know where she is?

Yes.

Yeah, Lisa's in L.A. and...

if you move the sharp thing away from my neck,

I'll tell you everything I know about her.

Lisa's in L.A.?

Look, my name's Lou Burke. I'm a movie producer.

And if you are who I think you are, I just have to say...

you have great fucking screen presence.

Oh, God! I'm not bullshitting you!

I'm not! I don't say that a lot!

You're... You're just raw talent.

You're the real deal. You're a fucking killer.

I'm a fan.

All right? I'm a fan. And...

I've been dying to meet you.

Mm!

I told everybody at school that Mom got murdered.

Now they're just gonna think I was lying.

That's all right, just tell them you were repeating something you'd overheard.

They'll understand.

No, I told them I saw it happen,

you know, when I was little.

Jesus, Tim. Why would you say that?

He was showing off, like always.

Will someone please tell me who the fuck this person is?

Tim.

I know you're mad at me,

but watch your fucking mouth.

Santa's watching you now.

There's this girl, Jade, in homeroom,

and her parents are getting divorced.

- Everyone's talking about it. - Where have you been?

What are you doing in our house? Why did you come back?

Everyone's saying Jade's dad had an affair on her mom,

but our situation is like, wow, compared to them.

She's just tired.

What are you talking about?

Teenagers need a lot of sleep.

What the fuck did you do?

I put something in their food.

Wait, what?

Yes, Tim.

Poison, oh no!

- Relax. I just used a little bit. - Jennifer, what the fuck?

I'm not Jennifer!

Although, I always liked her name, Jennifer Nathans. So American.

Who are you?

I'm Boro.

I've always been Boro.

Oh, you're still confused.

You think you know this body, right?

You lived in here.

But now I live in here.

I'm just borrowing your mother.

You're a fucking beast.

Before Jennifer, I jumped into Misha.

That was strenuous. He worked with his hands.

But then he got old, so I had to change bodies.

That shit takes a whole lot of energy,

so I can only do it every few decades.

Let me just make sure Tess can breathe.

This time, I just wanted somebody...

simple and open...

nice, simple and dull.

Aww. I know you're sad.

I can't believe how selfish you are.

- How fucking selfish I am? - Yeah.

These kids were doing just fine without a mother.

And now?

Now they have to suffer because of you.

What is that?

You made a mess, Lisa.

Now we have to do a little procedure to clean things up.

Just a little memory extraction, so this poor family

won't remember you or me, or any of this monkey business.

- I need your help. - Absolutely not.

Come on, hold their heads up so I don't accidentally fucking kill them.

I can't do this by myself.

Brain surgery is very difficult.

Just hold his head back.

Steady.

Of course.

Wait, what...?

No matter how you try to spin this, it's your fault.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- My fault? - Uh-huh.

I didn't ask for this. I didn't want any of this.

And you know what? I'm done. With you, with this whole thing.

I'm out. This is the last time you're going to see me.

I don't think so.

It doesn't matter what you think. I'm done.

Stop being a baby.

Goodbye.

Before you go...

Ugh. This thing... itches.

You can look at it.

It's not a big deal.

But, seriously, man, I don't know how I can help you.

I don't have anything you can actually use against her.

Well, just humor me.

You know, just... tell me what happened.

How do you know that something happened?

I heard from someone who knows Lisa.

So she's just going around talking about me? Is that right?

- Well, I don't know exactly how badly... - Oh, my God. That's so Lisa, you know?

She just takes, takes, takes,

but she doesn't owe anybody a goddamn thing.

Do you know I paid for the whole film?

Like, all of it.

Thought it would be a good investment in my career

as a fucking one-eyed actress.

So she fucked you over, huh?

I mean, for what it's worth...

you're great in it.

And whatever she said she saw was real.

I don't wanna be tactless...

but can I ask...

what happened to your eye?

I...

I don't know.

You don't know?

Okay. So, um...

for the first three days of shooting,

she was pushing me and pushing me and pushing me, you know?

Like, really pushing me...

and pretty soon, I didn't know who was Mary and who was Lucy, and...

I don't know, man, I would lose my shit.

And on the last day of shooting...

it was just me and Lisa, it was just the last scene,

and I looked at her...

I saw something.

I saw...

this thing.

Inside of her.

- Inside her? - Mm-hm.

And that's all I remember.

They found me on the side of the road, like, a mile away,

with blood all over myself, skin and stuff under my fingernails.

So I guess I just clawed my own eye out, I don't know.

I don't even know what I did with it.

You haven't seen it, have you?

You should see it.

You paid for it.

Mm. No thanks.

You really should...

I don't want to see her stupid fucking film!

I'm having my house gassed for bugs right now.

I'm staying at the Bel-Air Hotel...

but if you change your mind...

come find me.

Hello?

Boro?

Boro?

Leave me alone. I told you I was done.

Go fuck yourself!

I often do so without your encouragement.

- Okay? - Hey, Code.

Do you have a bunch of stuff in your mouth?

Yes, I do.

Okay. Well, after you deal with that,

how about you meet us down at the hospital to see Jules?

They put new bandages on him again. Seems like he's doing better.

- Mm... - See you in an hour, hour and a half.

Jonathan?

Shit.

What are you doing?

Go home!

Home?

Go.

Go!

Come on.

Whee.

Stay.

What is wrong with this hospital?

Your son is an adult.

And that means if he wanted to leave against medical advice,

there's nothing stopping him. It's his decision.

That is unacceptable. I want you to check again.

He's still in a medically induced coma.

It's amazing he's even alive.

Considering how badly he was burned.

What are you waiting for?

Pick a color.

Not that color.

Jonathan?

Jonathan Wilbur Burke, you had us worried sick!

Oh, Jonathan.

Time to come sleep this off.

Jonathan?

Okay.

You've had your fun. Come on.

Jonathan, why aren't you eating?

Say something.

Jonathan, where did you get that jacket?

Jonathan?

Okay. You need to eat the burger.

Don't you wanna eat the burger?

Little pickles?

Look who's back! Hey!

- Oh, God, Lou. - Hey, bud.

- I don't think that this is just pot. - Hey...

Look, he isn't even blinking.

Hey, kid. Hey.

Hey, Veronica, will you shut up the fucking dog?

- Hey, buddy, where have you been? - Fine, I'll feed him.

We've been worried about you.

Jonathan.

Bud. Come on.

Come on.

Jonathan, buddy.

Jonathan!

That girl you've been running around with, she was there.

She probably gave him drugs.

Lisa Nova?

Lisa Nova?

Lisa Nova.

What's going on?

I will find out.

He looks like a rainbow mummy.

Or a gummy worm?

He's gonna love his new look.

Yeah, I bet he will after his 18th or 19th skin graft.

What'd you do to Jonathan, Lisa?

What'd you do to my son?

I didn't do anything to your son.

He's eating dog food.

His personality seems to have been...

erased.

He's nearly catatonic. But you know what?

He perks up when he hears your name.

It all comes back to you.

Whatever happened to your son...

I didn't want it to.

Do you know what happened to him?

No, not precisely.

Then tell me imprecisely.

I don't know, I...

But I think he might be dead.

How do I get him back to normal?

How do I fix him?

- Hey! - Hey! I got mace!

Yeah. Burn your eyes right out of their sockets.

You've crossed the line.

- Who the fuck was that? - That was Lou.

That was Lou Burke?

Why is Lou Burke's son eating dog food?

Lis, you need to make her stop.

I'm working on it.

Well, boys.

Sad to say it's come down to this.

I think you both know I'm a...

measured, reasonable guy.

But Lisa Nova is out of control.

Yeah. Sorry.

She needs to be just...

gone.

- Ankled. - Ankled?

Gone.

Do you have, like, a preferred method, or...?

Look, best way to get good work out of an artist is to stay out of their way,

so I respect your expertise.

We'll surprise you.

Yeah, just...

as long as she's... gone.

Yup, got it. Not around. Doesn't exist.

Yes.

Where am I?

Who are you?

Who are you?

Oh.

Your son is gone again.

But, oh, look, you've got a visitor.

Your mail is on the coffee table.

And I'm going home.

You're staying here.

I wanna see my movie.

What the fuck?

I fucking ate it?

Take me to Boro.