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Tyler.

I got a call from corporate.

They're closing down thirty stores, including this one.

Gonna have to let you go.

Your last check.

Why are you home so early?

It wasn't busy.

Promise me you'll never speak to them.

I won't.

They're sneaky.

One was parked out there all afternoon.

Maybe we should go away somewhere.

Just a short trip, somewhere nice.

Warm.

We can't afford it.

Besides, you'd never know what would happen.

You could be raped,

and left to die in a ditch.

Good afternoon.

I'm Vanessa Tate.

- I represent the... - Miss Tate,

this is highly inappropriate.

I've been trying to contact you for quite some time now,

but you haven't returned my calls.

I'm the lawyer representing Octavio Soler.

Octavio is dead.

Uh, this might be very

difficult for you to understand, but,

he hasn't been a part of our lives for

a long time.

He, he left us when

Tyler was born, so,

we haven't seen him ever since.

I understand,

but as his executor, I am obligated to tell you

that your daughter, Tyler, is the sole heir of his estate.

Wh... what about me?

He felt his child support payments to you over the years

were sufficient.

But I, I'm on disability, I... I can

barely make ends meet.

I'm sorry, but these are his final wishes.

But I raised her,

by myself.

No help from him!

You know that, right?

- I gave up everything for him! - Mom.

Everything!

I don't want anything from him. I don't want his money.

You can just sign everything over to my mom.

Thank you.

Now, we should talk about Octavio's apartment.

It is very old and it needs a lot of work.

Hmm, then we'll sell it.

Um, you'll find all the information in here.

Bills.

This is to the entrance of his building,

and this is the key to his apartment.

I'll amend those papers right away.

Tyler,

I know this is difficult for you.

Your dad made a lot of mistakes.

I never knew my dad.

I'm sorry you didn't get the chance to meet Octavio.

I know he tried to get in touch with you.

When?

Seven yeas ago.

After his first stroke.

- I thought you knew. - I believed it's...

it's best she didn't.

And if you will excuse us,

Ms. Tate,

we will be in touch.

Why didn't you tell me?

I was protecting you

from a very selfish man.

I, I should have known.

And let him break your heart.

I wasn't going to let that happen.

But you said he lived in Mexico City!

Who cares where he lived. Don't you get it!

Octavio didn't want anything to do with you.

Why do you think he left me?

Wh... where are you going? No!

Tyler, please come back.

Please come back.

Ha, ha!

Okay.

Come here.

Ah. Here, here, here.

Tyler, get off the phone.

I want to spend some time with you.

Please.

No more technology.

Come on.

Baby, come on.

Dance with me.

Come on.

Let's make a toast.

Come on. Let's make a toast.

A toast to...

to the book of our lives

and a new chapter.

A new chapter, okay?

And this time, it's gonna have a happy ending.

No, no, no, no, leave it. Leave it.

Please.

I can't believe it.

Oh, I can't believe he's dead.

Will you dance with me? Please.

- No. - Come on. Dance with me.

- Hey. - Hmm.

Tyler, please. Come back to bed.

Hello?

Is anybody here?

What the hell is going on here?

Oh, Lord, get off my way!

This gonna cost me a fortune.

Lord, Jesus, what have you done? What happened here?

I thought I turned it off.

Oh, my God, you didn't!

I'm here on my knees,

- making up for your mistakes. - Ow!

What?

Come here.

Okay, hold this.

Press it and it will stop bleeding.

Oh, Jesus Christ. Now, stop.

Christ, here. Look at this mess!

I'll be the one soon in the grave.

Octavio, I wish you could see what the new tenant...

- Octavio Soler? - Yes.

- Do you know him? - Of course.

Do you know what happened to him?

What happened? I know what happens.

And what happens

is that everything is fucking broken in this house

and you have to fix it all, okay?

You have to fix the faucet,

you have to fix the pipe,

and you have to fix the bathtub.

Okay? And not tomorrow, but right now.

And call a professional.

Hello?

Ma, I'm fine.

No, it was a spur of the moment decision.

I, I don't have to be at work because I was laid off.

What are you talking about, laid off?

On Friday.

Uh, I...

You know what, I actually can't,

I can't talk right now.

I, I have to go.

Okay, b-bye.

Hi, Dad.

That's quite the cleanup.

Where did you come from?

I've been here, the whole time.

I thought you were dead.

Bardo Thodol, the Tibetan Book of the Dead.

A guide to the afterlife,

where we endure

the torments of our earthly existence.

For some reason,

in my death,

in spite of my education,

I find myself unable to leave this place.

I'm trapped.

Holy... Oh, shit.

Whoa! Don't do that.

I need to get out of here.

You're nothing like my mom.

How did you even meet?

Hey!

Through one of my students,

the artist who painted that portrait.

Joan was beautiful.

She was a model in his life drawing class.

She never told me that.

There was a lot she never told you.

She was radiant.

La Noche de Tlatelolco.

The massacre in Mexico.

In 1968,

we thought we could change the world.

Thousands protested for democracy.

The military

opened fire on us.

Beat us, stripped us,

killed my brother.

That's why I left Mexico.

But now, I need to escape.

You have to help me.

Why should I help you?

I gave you everything I could.

This place!

This place is a dump.

Your hand, your right hand, show it to me.

No.

- Take off that ratty bandage. - No.

- I'll do it. - Don't touch me.

- Calmate! Calmate. - Don't touch me.

We may be strangers,

but we are flesh and blood.

Despite our differences,

we understand each other.

It's important you know where you come from.

Isn't that why you came here?

Excuse me?

- I'd like to know where... - Just one second.

I'd like to know where Octavio Soler is.

He's no longer with us.

Are you sure?

I found him myself when I was bringing his mail.

It's a shame.

And who are you?

His daughter.

Huh.

He never said he had family.

- I'll let you get back to... - No, no, no, stay.

This morning, my only friend is this little chess game.

Just one second.

He wins every time.

You're not from here?

- No. - Well, let me show you around.

The waterfalls, the Mining museum.

That's okay.

Come on, it will be a good time.

Uh, I gotta, I got a lot to do.

I got coupons.

You know what they dug up from the bottom of Mount Stelton?

The Devil's Punch Bowl.

It's sick.

Okay.

You wanna be a lone wolf just like your pops.

Suit yourself.

Hey!

Hey!

Right here. Right here.

Can I help you?

I'm looking for the guy that just walked in here.

Take your coat off.

Your tits are too small.

Nice butt.

Nice face.

Need more make-up.

Do something with that hair.

You can leave me your resume but I'm not hiring.

I'm not looking for work.

- He's down here somewhere. - Whoa, whoa, wait a second.

If you're not here for work, you gotta leave.

This is a private men's club.

- Oh, uh. - Hey!

Did you hear what I just said or are you just stupid?

Hey.

Get the fuck out of here.

You are very strange.

Look at you.

Come on. You can't go out like this.

Look at that "boop boop," huh?

Come, come with me. We'll fix that.

It's fantastic.

We can never stop considering our fate.

However futile,

it must be done,

for the living

and the dead.

Jesus, what the hell is she doing?

I don't care what she's wearing. Get her on stage, now.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Whiskey.

ID.

So you were born in 1946?

Don't worry about it, son. I got it.

Here you go.

- Here you go. - Hey.

You wanna play?

No.

Well, I just heard you say so.

Yeah.

Come on, bro.

Ah!

Woo-woo!

Go fuck yourself!

Come on!

Follow me.

That guy got beat down hard.

He's a terrible player.

Hey, where did you get that tie clip from?

I know a man who had the exact same one.

He said it was custom-made especially for him.

He gave it to me.

I'm Octavio Soler's son, Tyler.

Wow. I never knew he had a son.

I'm Apostolis.

Like "apostle"?

It's the same word, yes.

So how do you know Octavio?

Um, he was my English tutor.

When I couldn't care less about literature, he made it interesting.

I want to give you this.

He lent it to me, but I never got a chance to give it back.

Provocations.

We were working together, I was, uh,

making music to his poems.

He was a great writer.

If he was so talented, how come he was just a tutor?

It takes commitment to be a poet.

'Cause, uh, you're, you're definitely not going to make a living from it

and you're lucky to find a publisher.

Your, your dad was a poet.

It was the most important thing to him.

He preferred books over people.

I'm sorry. It must be a difficult time for you.

Do you have many friends in Stelton city?

Nope.

You're a lot like your dad.

I like being alone.

What happened to your hand?

Accident.

- You can't do that. - Why not?

Because it's wrong.

How much money did you make from this venture?

How much can you really sell an old dorm microwave for?

I made 50 bucks.

- Fifty bucks? - Mm-hmm.

I could have given you 50 bucks.

You can ask me. I'm a good friend.

I believe in you.

I believe in your future.

- Hey, man... - I'm just saying you should follow the rules.

You should follow the... There's certain rules you need to follow.

There's the rule of love, there's the rule of nature.

I have a theory.

- Oh, wow, really? - Do you want to hear my theory?

You always have a fucking theory.

The Rule of Scarcity says...

...that without a sense of urgency,

desire loses its value.

It's, it's the... it's the... threat of losing something

that makes you act now,

because if you can't have it, you want it more.

It's the forbidden nature, makes it more appealing.

I disagree, man. I fucking disagree.

Descartes believed that animals and humans are robots.

But he was wrong.

You become out of touch with your life when you're on automatic pilot.

But you have freedom of choice.

Not every decision is based on what others say you are

or what others say is desirable. You...

You can think for yourself in this moment.

- Yeah, I want this... - Mm-mmm.

In this moment.

Thank you.

Hey. You want some?

No, thanks.

Do you have the book?

Yeah.

So, before you go, um, there's something I have to tell you.

Uh, I want to share a poem with you.

It's by, uh, a man who taught me a lot.

You might have seen him around, usually with, uh,

his nose in a book.

Um, the late Octavio Soler.

Tyler, this is for him.

♪ Battled and confused

♪ I'm a sore loser Who never loses

♪ Last night It dawned on me that I had

♪ Spent my whole life waiting

♪ I want to break it down But it just melts

♪ Into my heart

♪ And I finally remembered

♪ That you never meant me harm

♪ And it's the silence

♪ That pulls me down

♪ Makes me want to fill Everything in

♪ So be still, my heart

♪ Learn to be still with me ♪

Tyler.

What's wrong?

I don't care what Octavio taught you.

But I thought you'd want to hear what he wrote.

I don't want you talking about him like he's the greatest guy that ever lived.

- But he's your father! - No!

You want to know the truth?

I never met him.

He was just a guy that impregnated my mom and then took off.

He was nothing.

He was fucking nothing! He was a sperm!

I... I didn't know he was microscopic.

What?

What?

Thanks.

I hope it's comfortable.

Oh, it's great.

Do you want to borrow a T-shirt?

Oh, no, I'm fine.

You're nothing like your dad.

He hated chocolate.

Fathers and sons aren't supposed to get along.

I'm the first one in my family to go to university.

My dad's a fisherman

and every time I step on his boat, I get sick.

I'm sure he's proud of you.

I won a scholarship,

but he preferred me to stay home and work with him.

That's the last thing I want to do with my life.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

I'm way too old to be living with my mom.

What, um,

what makes you happy?

What do you mean?

What do you like? What makes you feel good?

Nobody's ever asked me that before.

And?

I don't know.

Then...

take time to find out.

And whatever it is, do that.

You know, we can switch places if you want. Or...

I can move over. The bed's softer than the floor.

Oh, no. I like it down here.

Oh, shit.

I'm sure he would have liked you.

How do you know?

You would have been a good son.

What is this?

Uh...

Nothing.

I suppose you can't help who you're attracted to.

I'm not attracted to him.

If that's the case, why not tell him who you are?

I can't.

My poor girl,

you can't hide forever.

This is an incredible collection!

A lot of these are first editions.

Fuck.

Apostolis, I have to tell you something.

Hey, check this out.

Um, "In ancient Greece,

"an older man would mentor a youth

"by taking him on as his student

"and teaching him the secrets of hunting, warfare, wrestling,

"and all aspects of male rituals.

"A fundamental part of their relationship

"was, uh...

"intercrural sex.

"To do it between the thighs."

In Greek we have a word for this,

it's, um, thiameeruzmos.

What?

Thiameeruzmos.

Thiameeruzmos.

What? Say that again.

Thiameeruzmos.

- Thiameeruzmos. - No.

I like you.

But you can't.

Why not?

I know you like me, too. At least a little.

- What would Plato think? - He'd love it.

But I'm not a boy.

I know. You're a man.

Now that you know what makes you happy, do it.

No!

Don't. Don't fucking touch me!

Tyler.

I know how you feel.

Um...

It was hard for me, too, at first, but...

it's who I am.

Look, uh, we don't have to do anything, okay. Don't worry.

Shit.

Shit!

Apostolis?

I didn't want it to be this way.

When I saw you together,

I wanted it, too.

I buried this part

of myself a long time ago.

You know what it's like, to kill your own desire.

I need to be touched.

I don't want to be alone.

Then why did you leave me?

I leave everyone behind.

And I'm still trapped.

No one forced you.

No one forced you! It was your choice.

What are you doing here?

Hmm...

My darling.

- I've missed you so much. - Mom.

Tyler.

What have you done to your...

What have you done to yourself?

You're still my baby girl, right?

Please. Say yes.

Please.

I was so scared.

I didn't know what to do. Why didn't you tell me?

Because you wouldn't have let me go.

I don't know why you'd want to come to this hellhole.

It's like a...

mausoleum in here.

I can't... I can't breathe.

Fucking books.

They're...

That's all he cared about was his goddamned books.

He liked men.

He wasn't attracted to women. That's why he left.

How do you know?

He told me.

That's it. We're going home.

No. No.

Octavio loved me.

That's impossible.

You never could have been what he wanted you to be.

That's why I told him to leave.

And now you hate me

like he did.

I don't hate you.

You must be the Robinsons.

Hello. I'm Joan Kent.

- Hello. Hello. - Hi. Pleasure.

- Mom. - Yeah?

Let's go.

It stinks in here.

Be a good boy.

We won't be long.

I don't know, it feels...

confined, like,

there's too many walls,

too much stuff.

You could always tear them down,

turn it into an open concept.

And, you know, we can take everything out, um,

remove it all by the end of the day,

uh, so you can get a feel

how big it really is.

We can do that, right, Vanessa?

Of course.

- Can we talk about this, please? - No.

Let me show you how large it really is.

Um, there's a guest room here that's really beautiful.

Hey.

You forgot this.

Listen, please, don't be mad at me.

- I tried to tell you... - But you didn't!

I told you I wasn't a boy.

You heard what you wanted to hear.

It's because I'm a woman.

Right?

It's because you're a liar!

I don't want to be a part of your stupid experiment.

What's going on in here?

You.

- Get out. - Don't touch me or I'll...

Or you'll what? What're you gonna do?

I'll kick your cock off!

Look, uh, whatever happened between us

is in the past, okay?

Yeah, I know. I'll never be Octavio.

What do you mean?

I saw you two together. I know you were lovers.

That's stupid.

No. You're stupid!

- Shut the fuck up! - Get away from me!

Or what, you'll kick my cock off?

No!

I'll kiss you.

I'm the same person that you kissed yesterday,

why not today?

What's wrong with us?

Nothing.

So he takes me there, to the 15th floor,

and then he opened the room of the door,

and they're all like...

Oh. What's that?

Oh, my God.

So I will contact the insurance provider to transfer the account.

And how long does that take?

Well, it'll be immediate electronically,

but we'll get written confirmation in a few days.

I can expedite that.

Look.

- Look... - This is really good news here.

Three solid offers.

We're gonna make so much money.

All those precious objects everywhere, scattered on the sidewalk?

Those are not meant for garbage.

This is so disrespectful!

Excuse me. Who are you?

Who am I? I am the neighbor, and a faithful friend.

- Who are you? - I own this place.

Oh, you do? How come I've never seen this face before?

- Who is she? - I want you to get out of here.

Oh, no, no. I'm not going to get out.

- Mom! - What?

- Listen! - What?

- I changed my mind. - About what?

Honey, I'm gonna make us a half million dollar profit.

No, you're not.

I'm taking what's mine.

Ms. Tate,

I'd like you to revise the agreement.

Whatever this place sells for, I'm taking half.

Of course.

I'm taking at least half.

It's what he gave me and I'm keeping it.

Tyler...

- Now let's go. We got a lot to do. - Tyler!

Well done.

- Tyler... - We need to get all these books outside.

I'll take care of it.

Grab some books, Mom.

There you go.

Uh, I spoke with the dean of Cultural Studies.

He says the university will make very good use of Octavio's books.

Are you okay with that?

Yeah. Thank you.

Uh, so when are you leaving?

In the morning.

Take, uh, good care of yourself.

I will. You, too.

Okay, so I'm running to the bank,

I have to pick up the rental car.

Will you take care of getting the cleaning crew? Make sure they're here, okay.

Everything's okay... And, tomorrow we're gonna leave at 6:00 a.m.

I have to miss that rush hour traffic.

I'm not coming with you.

What? Don't be silly.

Yes, you are.

No, I'm not.

Mom?

Huh.

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