All language subtitles for Lucky.Hank.S01E05.WEB

- Tom, this isn't a good time.
- You got it!

What do you mean?
You said that...

I know, but they loved you, Lil.

They want you to start
as soon as you can.

Okay. Slow down.

I didn't say I could
take this. You know that.

I know that, but this
is a great school,

and you'd love it here.

You had all these ideas about
education back in school.

We'll do them here.

- And you know it
will be funded.

Okay. I have to go.

Talk to Hank, and then
come. You deserve this.

- Okay. Thank you. Bye.
- Hey.

Hi.

I was just looking at the
grandfather clock out there,

in the pod.

- It's a nice piece.
- Your father's clock?

The clock that I
possess on my property.

When is that pod going?

I'm going to keep the clock.

You want it in the house?

That piece is different.

I always thought
of it as a friend.

Oh. That's sweet.

Hey, we're missing two settings.

We are not.

Well, how many are we?

Um...

Billie, Gracie,

Teddy, June,

Rourke, Joanie, Emma.

I'm missing someone.

Finny, and us.

You know, one time,

we should throw a dinner party
for people we actually like.

You know, change of pace.

Do you remember

when you accidentally made punch

with 151-proof rum,

and Gracie fell asleep
under the table?

That was fun.

Although with the budget
cuts, I don't know.

This year might be grim.

Ten water glasses.

You know, tonight is about
lowering expectations.

That way, we might be
pleasantly surprised.

That was almost optimism.

No. No, no.

I know what's going to happen.

One of these bozos is
going to break down crying.

It happens every year.

And then...

another bozo will reveal

something embarrassing
and personal,

and we're all left sitting
there staring at each other,

wondering what the
hell's going on?

All right.

Eyes wide open.

- When did you
check the stew last?

Okay, eight minutes early.

That'll be the Washington-Chens.

Shall we?

Oh, I have to take this.
I'll just be a minute.

Hey, Ash.

I wonder who does
their landscaping.

This is... this is what
chair money gets you, huh?

I guess so.

Hey!

- Hey!
- Hi. How are you?

Right in there, yeah, yeah.

No, I need your
help with something.

Oh. Oh. Um...

Hi.

You're coming to New York!

Oh, no.

No. It's just an offer.
I'm not taking it.

I can't. There's just...

You know, there's just
too many obstacles.

Oh. But you want to, right?

I mean...

if there was no other considerations,
then of course I want to.

Oh. Hmm. Is Hank mad
about what happened?

Nothing happened.

Oh, you didn't tell him.

Nothing happened.

Well, look, no, right. I wouldn't
have told my husband either.

Come on.

Look, he surprised me.

I was on the phone, I wasn't
even paying attention.

It was nothing.

It looks heavy.

You can't see weight.

What if we drop it?

Don't let go with your
hands, and we won't drop it.

No! No! Put it
down! Put it down!

Put it down. Put it down!

What happened?

I panicked.

I can't leave it out
here. It's going to rain.

Yeah. Sorry, Hank.

My brass band plays Sunday,
and, you know, the French horn,

it's much more latissimus-centric
than most people think.

I can't risk a strain.

Oh, Lil. I can't wait
for your ass to get here.

I mean, I'm not as eager
as Tom or anything.

I mean, that guy's,
like, drooling for you.

Okay, stop it.

Okay, I gotta go.

Make yourself something. I...

- Was it Teddy and June?
- Yeah.

You okay?

I got the job. The Arlyle job.

You did? That's amazing.

I mean, of course you did.

You're amazing.

- I'm so proud of you.
- Thank you.

I really didn't
expect to get it.

Is it a good offer?
Did you talk specifics?

- We didn't get into it.
- Yeah.

- It's an offer.
- Fantastic news.

That's...

Oh... talk about
leverage, right?

You are going to bring East
Railton High to its knees.

You're going to get so
many cleaning supplies,

they're going to give
you your own closet.

Right?

Yeah, totally.

I'm going to be
queen of that place.

Hello.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

- Uh, Lily?
- She's right in the kitchen. Yeah.

Okay. Thanks.

Now, before you come in,

could you help me with
something? Just that.

Oh! Oh! Would you like me to
also bust up a chifforobe?

I'm not your moving company.

Why do people my
age have parties?

I mean, I get it when
you're in your 20s,

and it's all about getting laid,

but what's in it for us?

I think it's the same
reason people gamble.

The thrill of possibility.

The roll of the die.

Right before the party,
where you think, "What if?

"What if I have a
good conversation?

"What if a real
friendship emerges?

"What if Penelope Cruz's
car breaks down outside

and she needs to
stay for dinner?"

But then the party starts.

The die is cast, and
everybody is a loser.

Why don't we have
a view of the lake?

Paul.

- Not again.
- What?

I shouldn't have this?

It's not the Mediterranean.

It's a modest lake
in Pennsylvania.

I can't have a view of it?

Well, I'm very
happy where we live.

Right, but you'd
be happier here.

Hmm?

Right?

See? This is some bullshit.

This place should be mine.

Did I tell you I outbid
him by ten grand?

Yeah, like a hundred times.

And you also told me how you
showed up here with a builder

and told that old man
that was selling the place

that you were going to tear
down his childhood home.

Yeah, well, this
place was a dump.

Still is.

You know, I bet Hank doesn't
even know what he has.

But if it was mine, I would clear this
path so you could get to the lake.

Build my deck out.

Lily.

- Oh, hi.
- It's been so long.

- I know.
- Thanks for doing this.

Thank you for being here.

This is fun.

Hank mentioned you, uh,
had an interview at Arlyle.

He did?

Oh, I forget he talks
about me sometimes.

I know that school.

They're a huge a
cappella feeder.

Five of the 14 Whiffenpoofs.

- Oh, I didn't know.
- Yeah.

So? How'd it go?

It went very well.

Um, I have an offer, actually.

Um, but, you know, it's very
complicated right now, so.

But you're taking
it, though, right?

- No.
- Are you crazy?

I mean, um...

why not?

Well, I can't take a job
in New York right now.

Oh...

That's too bad.

Well, congratulations anyway.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

So if I taste it, it's not like
a stroke, it's actually in there.

Yeah, it's not artificial
rust, it's real.

- Oh, okay.
- Real prepared rust.

- Great. Perfect.
- Okay.

Yeah, and it is just...

- Oh, we're still talking about this.
- such a magnificent animal.

I actually like going to the school
plays of my friends' children.

That's gross.

No. The bottomless
need for attention,

it's not yet ugly,

unlike adult actors.

Doesn't a bottomless need for
attention make you feel at home?

Why would I think that tonight
would be any different?

I don't know.

You can take the asshole out of the
English department, but you can't take...

No. It's not going
to make sense.

Hold on. You can't take the
English department out of...

Nope.

- They can trace its lineage back to 1882.
- Whoa.

I can't do that
with my own family.

- Well, they hate you, so.
- No.

Now, if June doesn't give me a
baby by next year, I'm getting two.

That's not how babies work.

I'm throwing away her
stupid, little cat-dogs.

Oh, okay.

You won't believe
what I just heard.

Lily got a job offer at the Arlyle
School, and she's not taking it.

- You mean she's taking it.
- Right?

I mean, she has to take it.

You know,

if the university really wanted
to help with department morale,

they'd give us a stipend
to keep us apart.

Well, maybe we
should take the job.

We'd have a whole new set of
circumstances to complain about.

Yeah, that's true.

And there's New York, of course.

You're not serious, are you?

Maybe I am.

Yeah, but we already
talked about this.

Only in theory.

There was no offer
before, so. It's real now.

- You heard about that.
- Shenanigan.

Yeah. All right.

Well, um...

maybe we should have
this conversation

when we're hosting
a bigger event,

like a wedding, or a parade.

Okay. You're right. We'll
talk about it later.

Well, sure,

but I really don't know
what's going to be different.

Oh, hey, guys.

Hi. Yeah.

Ah.

You didn't mention a
department dinner party.

I did not. I wanted
you to come over.

Drink?

I think something stronger.

Hello. June, is it?

- Tony. We've met a couple of times.
- Of course.

Hi.

Did I see you're giving a
talk on The Hunger Games?

As it relates to the
gladiatorial ludi.

I'm doing a seminar on the
literature of antiquity.

What a perfect way
to liven it up.

- These kids and their bloodlust.
- -Mm-hmm.

You know, they, uh,
also respond to sex.

Oh?

Yeah. I show them everything they
know about eroticism in storytelling

can be traced back to the
etchings on the pyramids.

In fact, the very
first Egyptian god...

- Atum.
- Atum, that's right.

He created himself,

but he had no wife,

so in order to
beget his children,

Shu and Tefnut,

he masturbated.

Good for him,

but from my own experience
with masturbation,

I'm only hearing half the story.

Does your husband teach
similar subject matter?

Oh, no.

No. He doesn't get to show
his students Caligula, either.

And you do?

- Yeah.
- Wow.

I wish I had some relevant porn

to help my students
connect to philosophy,

but it's tough to rely
on their attention spans.

- So tough.
- Right?

Well, you should
come to my talk.

I will.

It's a date.

Okay.

Great.

- You can have her, you know.
- What?

They have an open marriage.

Interesting.

So what are the ethics
of this situation?

Do I just hit on a married woman

in front of her husband
without feeling badly?

Is that how this works?

No. There's a whole
protocol involved.

How do you know this?

Teddy has the hots
for Lily, but...

Let's put it down.

June vetoed it.

You know, don't sleep
with the boss' wife.

I'm letting him think
that's the only obstacle.

All right. Good to go?

Lily can't get the dream of moving
to New York out of her head.

It's a 20-year fantasy.

Well, if she wants to go so bad,

why aren't you
guys there already?

Because it's a fantasy.

She doesn't really want to go.

Is that what you want?

Are you kidding
me? What do I want?

How the hell do I
know what I want?

- Gentlemen.
- Oh.

Is this the same bottle of wine

that we've been giving each
other since you got tenure?

The one and the same.

Aw, that is so sweet.

- I'll take it inside.
- You know, I got this...

Good?

I should have been a surgeon.

- Yes. There we go.
- Oh, missed that.

Like redundancy...

Wow. Look at this feast.

I've got to be careful
not to have too much stew.

Yeah. Watch your mouth.

Yeah. Hmm.

So, Lil.

Congratulations on the job.

Oh, June's been talking.

Well, it sounds like an opportunity
too impossible to pass up.

- Thank you, Paul.
- Right?

Well, listen, guys, um,

if you're headed to New York, I'm
still interested in this place.

You're still... We've
lived here for 18 years.

Eighteen?

No one should live in the
same place for 18 years.

We'll keep that in mind.

But we're not going anywhere.

All right. All right.

All right. Yeah. Um, but, uh, you
know, I'll make you a nice offer.

- Ah. Got it.
- I'll go 5% over market value.

Honey, they said no.

You'll need every
penny in New York.

Those places are for real.

Yeah, but we're
not selling, right?

Just 'cause you get an offer for
something doesn't mean that you have to...

Wait. Wait. Wait, wait. We were
going to talk about it later, right?

So we'll get back to you.

Wha... Wait. What?

Whoa! Cosmo down!

Here I come.

I'm sorry, Lily.

Hey, June.

Tony.

I heard that you...

- What?
- Well, uh, what did I hear?

What was it?

That... What are you
into? What's your jam?

What is my jam?

Um, uh, we hike, a lot.

Mm, no. That wasn't it.

Hey.

Hey. Hi. That's your
husband right here.

- There you go.
- There he is, and that's his drink.

So that's great.

Um, we were just
talking about hiking,

and, um, if you had
any great routes,

or other interests completely
different from hiking.

I'm super interested in all...

Let's just stick to hiking,
because that's a great...

Oh. No, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

We took a great hike
through Jasper Park.

- Jasper.
- Yeah, yeah. Enter in through the south side,

and keep taking
the centre trail.

Great.

- Yeah. It's beautiful.
- Oh, yeah, great.

Um, and when you do hiking...

do you... is it just
the two of you hiking

when you hike... together?

Or sometimes, like,
you hike separately.

Or is there, like,
a club? Do you go...

Do you do hiking with
other hikers and people?

Are you asking us out?

June. Just June.

You didn't have to pretend you were
interested in our hiking routes.

Sorry. Although I am a hiker
myself, and appreciate suggestions.

Hey. Can I ask you something?

Hmm?

- Do you think Lily's going to take that job?
- Yeah.

Oh, I thought...
Um, I don't know.

Um, maybe? She wants to.

I thought for sure
she'd take it.

Yeah. It's the
opportunity of a lifetime.

Why wouldn't she, right?

Yeah. So the conversation we
were having before this one...

Yeah. You were
flirting with my wife.

Yeah.

So, did I cross a boundary,

or am I within the framework?

And if so, are we talking
something happening?

'Cause that would
be pretty fantastic.

We'll get back to you.

Okay.

Fair enough.

Good, well, good.

I look forward to your response.

- Cheers.
- Don't do that.

Did he just bow
'cause I'm Asian?

I think that was a bow, yeah.

I love Jack Nicholson
in Chinatown.

And, you know,

Faye Dunaway is so
beautiful in that movie.

Oh, my gosh, I know.

I could just watch
her for... forever.

- So tragic.
- Yeah. I mean, I could...

I could watch her read the
telephone book because...

- Who couldn't?
- She's so delightful.

Do you know that Robert Towne

didn't even want
the last line to be,

"Forget it, Jake,
it's Chinatown."

- That's the best line.
- It's the best line!

Did you guys ever finish your
argument about Pinocchio?

Well, "argument"
is a little strong.

Interpretation
is, by its nature,

a bit of a sticky wicket.

What were the issues again?

Oh, yeah. It's racist,

and it's filled with allusions

to child slavery

and demented Christian ideology.

Yeah, except it's not.

I'm being published
in The Atlantic!

-Oh.
-They're... They're publishing me!

- That's wonderful.
- Congratulations. That's...

- Congratulations.
- Yeah, so are you okay?

Yay.

Wonderful.

I need a minute.

I've never been that excited

about anything in
my entire life.

Yay, Gracie.

That includes my wedding,

the birth of my child,

and my first orgasm.

Is that for real?

Can you imagine that in bed?

I'm canceling my
subscription to The Atlantic.

Yeah.

A billion dollars could
fall on top of me,

and, you know, toss
in world peace,

and my reaction
would be, "Good."

Gracie!

Gracie! Gracie!

There's either something
wrong with her,

or me,

or, with overwhelming odds,

humanity in general.

I did it, Daddy.

Yes!

I mean, I had, like,

one and a half tequila
sunrises by then.

I wasn't in the
best position to...

"Hey, Ash told me

she said that I'm
'jizzing' for you.

"You're married. I get it.

"I'm sorry a thousand times
again for you know what.

"Please know that, as
you make this decision,

don't think that I'm going to just
be making constant passes at you.

"This is just the
job, I swear."

Check your texts.

Okay. This is silly.

I mean, it's not... It's
something that I need to tell you,

but it's nothing.

It's like... It's
less than nothing.

I'm listening.

Okay. So in New York, Tom...
You know, he tried to kiss me.

Or, I mean, he did kiss me.

I pushed him away. I
got really mad at him.

He said that he was joking,
which I'm sure that he was.

I just don't know where
his head was fully.

That does sound like nothing,

so let's just forget about it.

Okay. Thank you.

I'm sorry that I didn't
tell you when I got home.

The stew's ready.

It's certainly understood that
the first poem in The Atlantic

is nothing more than
an amuse-bouche.

But to be offered page 72, an
early part of the magazine,

I was thrilled already, but when I
found out that I was the second poem...

- Stew?
- Or anything after 60,

page 14, page 97...

that's where Billy
Preston was...

This can't happen. She
should have her own place.

She's my mother.

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

- Stew?
- Yes. She can't switch houses.

House, house, house. The
woman can't stay with us.

- Stew?
- Is that plate for June?

- I can serve June.
- That's okay.

- Donkey-headed boys...
- Stew?

Are a metaphor
for child slavery.

I broke your damn
toilet, Spanky.

Serve yourself.

She loves me. It's just a job.

She loves me. It's just a job.

She loves me. It's just a job.

We can work it out.

We will work it out.

Hey, Julie.

Uh, yeah. Something is wrong.

It's Mom.

She's leaving us.

All covered in cheese.

I mean, I would say I'm...

Hey, everyone.

Thank you for coming.

Every year,

the university gives us a
small budget to get together,

which is very kind of them.

Or cruel, depending on the year.

This year, it's kind,

because, um,

I get a chance to say
in front of people

how proud I am of my wife.

Lily got an amazing
job opportunity

at a very respected
school in New York.

Many of you already know.

It's wonderful, and
I just wanted to, uh,

show her my
appreciation. To Lily.

- To Lily!
- To Lily!

Thank you. I appreciate that.

It's something I'm
very excited about, so.

- As well you should be.
- So, what about the house, then?

- It's an incredible... -Wait a second.
- Wait a second.

Like, she got the
job, and he's going?

Spanky's going to New York?

It's not your concern.

Well, it does affect
us quite a bit.

- Does it?
- How so?

You know exactly
how so, you twits.

Well, we haven't
made a decision,

so it's not going to
affect you tonight.

Oh, come on, Hank.
You have to go.

A path has opened up for Lily.

It's just...

It happened for a reason.

How can they take it?

Hank's qualified for nothing.

What's he gonna do?

Play sax in the subway?

Thank you, Billie.

He's a writer.

He can go to one of
those stupid coffee shops

and be one of those
cliches, you know.

He'd love that.

That sounds nice.

Yeah, it does sound nice.

No, actually.

Well, the poem that I wrote,

the one that's coming
out in The Atlantic?

"The Seven Sisters of Tobias".

I wrote that in the city.

I'm just... I'm so
stimulated there.

You can take a walk
on the High Line,

or just stroll
through the Village

with the ghost of
Allen Ginsberg.

- Have you ever been to New York?
- Ha!

Hank, if you were to leave
in the middle of term,

would the Chair just go to
the next person in rotation,

or would we have to take a vote?

- That's a great question. Yeah.
- How would that work?

How's everyone liking
the stew tonight?

I ground my own paprika.

Oh, it's very good.
Yeah, delicious.

- That's good. Yeah.
- It tastes the same.

Hi, everyone.

- Hey.
- Oh, hey.

- Hi, Julie.
- Um, can I talk to you?

Now? Like, right now?

Yeah.

Okay.

- Do you want more?
- Yes, please.

Anybody want a refresher?

- Yes.
- Yeah.

- Hank...
- No.

So, um, how are we...

How are we doing?

How we doin', you
know? How are we doing?

Uh, do you guys, like,
after, do you talk about it?

Like, what was
touched and untouched?

I would cool it down a bit.

Teddy doesn't like
desperate men for me.

Jesus. Desperate?

Hank.

Hank?

I think we need an answer
to June's question.

It's only fair.

Ask Emma.

What? Why am I the only one
who has read the bylaws?

It's, like, three pages.

No. You know what?
I'm not telling you.

Emma, please. We need to know.

Emma, those are a very
difficult three pages.

It's very dry stuff.

Oh, God. All right. Fine.

If the chair needs to leave his
position due to force majeure,

the position goes into
rotation and no vote is needed.

- Force majeure?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Since when is moving to
New York an act of God?

A job at the Arlyle
School is an act of God.

Do you know five of the 14
Whiffenpoofs went there?

That's a lot of Whiffenpoofs.

You're all doing my note.

Please stop doing this...

Please stop doing this.

Where in New York do you
think you'd want to live?

Well, actually, I've
thought about this.

We love Brooklyn,

particularly Greenpoint
and Williamsburg.

- Oh, yes.
- Right?

Um, of course, my commute would be
much better from the Upper West Side,

but we'd probably never
be able to afford that.

Well, you could if you...

- I hate it when you get like this.
- Listen.

Selling you this place would
barely cover the down payment

on a place in New York.

They did mention
a moving stipend,

but you're right, Paul. We
could use some extra money.

And, um,

the good news is that we also
own the plot right next to ours.

Also not for sale.

I'd be very interested
in an offer, Paul.

Is it a large plot?

Is it larger than this one?

For God's sake. What
is wrong with you?

Can you ever be
happy with what is?

She'll cool off.

Hey, Hank. I'll give you
10% over market value.

It's not for sale any time soon.

Well, I just had a very interesting
conversation with our daughter,

and she says that, um,
she's coming with me.

Oh!

She and her husband have
flexible work situations.

- Oh, that's nice.
- And she mentioned that you, Hank,

recently suggested that she move
to a city with more opportunities.

Oh, there you go.

I guess we're going to
need a bigger place.

Well, this sounds like
good news all around.

- Win-win-win.
- No, no, no.

Look. Look.

We're not making a decision
right here, not with this group.

So let's go back to our usual awful, awkward
conversation that we're all so good at.

All right? Because
nothing is happening.

But something is happening.

Well, nothing's
happening right now.

Julie just happened right now.

It appears that the situation
is evolving in real time.

Julie isn't going anywhere.

That's not up to you, is it?

I'm not going.

I'm...

going to stay here,

even if you go.

Okay? So how's that for a
decision made right now?

Hank, you know what, I think
I can taste the paprika.

It's much fresher.

- Yeah, it's a fresher taste.
- Yeah.

Hits you more, yeah.

- Let's play a game.
- Oh, yes! That's a great idea!

Do you remember how we
used to all play Celebrity?

I'll certainly never forget the time that
Paul didn't know who Andrea Dworkin was.

Lily, where do you keep
the pencils and the paper?

No. This game is called
"Percentage Of Happiness".

Oh!

Goodness.

I do not think that
I know that game.

I think I played that game once.

I was at a book reading
with Johnny Franzen...

It's a really simple game.

So, how you play is you
answer this question...

"What percentage
of happiness am I?"

Oh.

And, "What percentage
of happiness is so low

that you should be
willing to make a change?"

- Oh.
- We'll just go around the room.

Gracie, do you want
to kick us off?

Oh. Um, yes. Okay.

Um, well, um,

as you know, I'm having a very
good day, so I think I would, um...

Oh, I... I would put
myself at, um, oh...

95% happiness!

Wow.

And when would I make a change?

Um, oh, I don't know. Um...

- Would you just...
- 60%!

Mm... Yeah, 60%. 60%.

All right. I would, uh...

That's very interesting.
What about you, Hank?

Oh, wait. Actually, I already know
the answer to the first question.

You told me a while ago.

I believe it was 20.

You are 20% happy.

Oh.

That does sound
pretty low, Spanky.

- No, that's high for him.
- That does sound like Hank.

So question number two:

what percentage would you have to drop
down to in order to make a change?

Ten?

Or...

zero?

Or would you just slide right
down into the negatives?

A little wine, hey?

Or no?

You know, guys. I've
been thinking about it,

and I think this just isn't me.

For no real reason.

It was fun imagining
what might be,

but I'm going to have
to respectfully bow out.

Oh. Are you sure?

Oh, come on.

Honey...

sorry I brought Julie into this.

It was childish of me.

I didn't handle it well.

No, you didn't.

You take that great job,

and I'll keep my shitty job.

Come out here when you can,

and I'll go into the city,

make it work.

"Marriage is sweeter, sweeter
than you think, think."

- Anne Waldman.
- Indeed.

- "Stereo".
- Mm-hmm.

Very nice.

You know, there was
a period of time

where Teddy and I
were long distance,

and it actually
strengthened our marriage.

- Yeah.
- That's nice to hear.

We developed a
different foundation

for our own unique relationship,

and it made us
closer than before.

Best decision we ever made.

Best decision.

I mean, there are days I want
to punch him in the face.

Don't get me wrong.

When I go on about my research.

Funny story.

You want to hear a story?

I have the best long-distance
relationship story ever.

And don't worry. It's not
about me wanting your house.

I've mentioned my first
wife, Barbara, right?

Uh, God rest her soul.

Well, she and I met in college,

freshman year,

and it was just supposed to
be one of those hook-ups.

Damn, she was fine.

Yeah. We went to her room that
first night, and guess what?

I never left.

I, uh, spent my freshman year
sharing a single bed with her.

She was the one who
introduced me to poetry.

Oh.

We would, uh, recite
Blake to each other.

We never spent one night apart
for all four years of college,

and we got married right after.

Had a destination wedding
like a couple of jerks.

Tuscany, for God's sakes.

Well, we didn't get into the
same PhD program, though.

The closest we could get to
each other was a 12-hour drive.

I went to Chapel Hill
and she went to Chicago.

And I just remember
missing her so much

that I decided to go visit
her that first weekend.

I didn't have a car,

so I decided to put up
some flyers to get a ride,

and I got one from this woman

who was visiting
this guy down there,

and we talk in the car...

and it is...

the most interesting,
brilliant ride of my life.

Everything she says.

She made the trip feel like
a hot-air balloon ride.

Ooh.

I thought I knew what love was,

but I was just learning.

I thought I had found my person,

but I was fooling myself.

She dropped me off at Barbara's.

I took one look at her, and I...

I asked for a divorce.

Now that I knew what
love really felt like...

I had to.

I went back outside.

I... I didn't know how
I was going to find her,

but guess who was still
there in the car, waiting.

- Yes!
- Come on.

We've been together ever since.

Yes.

Quite a story.

That's a divorce story.

You should go with her, Spanky.

Before she finds her Joanie.

I already found my Joanie.

You never really
know about people.

No.

I know my wife.

I know Lily.

We don't have secrets.

We tell each other
everything right away.

That's right. We do.

Where does Tom live again?

Mm.

I think he lives in Greenpoint.

Who's Tom?

Uh, he's Lily's old boyfriend.

- Oh.
- Mm-hmm.

Since we're talking
about this again,

I actually have a friend who
lives in the East Village

who might be looking
for a roommate.

She's super cool. She's
an adjunct at NYU.

That sounds really interesting.
I'd like to talk to her.

- Okay.
- Or you could just live with Tom.

I don't want to live with Tom.

Well, it's just an idea.

Just a suggestion.

Where is the school exactly?

It's in the west 40s.

- Oh.
- Do you have any old boyfriends there?

Okay. Let's go.

- Let's go into the kitchen.
- My kitchen?

How is Tom's wife, by the way?

They're separated, actually.

Oh! Really?

Come with me. Right now.

You know, I'm not going.

No one's keeping you here, Hank,
so why don't you go ahead and...

Hank.

Go. Support your wife.

Are you going to vote me out?

That worked real well
last time you tried.

Easy, Spanky.

Easy? If I go, he's
next on the rotation.

So who are they
going to get rid of?

- Hey. Nobody's getting rid of anybody.
- Yeah.

Dickie Pope will have his
redundancy, so who's it going to be?

Gun to your head,
pick one right now!

I'm not playing this game.

The game of having
two poetry professors?

- I was just published!
- This is not the place for this.

Maybe we should
just change topics.

June is very wise.

Why aren't you coming with me?

My life is here!

Your life could move.

My mom is here.

You aren't talking to her.

- Julie is here.
- Julie is a grown woman that...

I am here!

Okay?

I stayed. I'm here.

Look. You might not be coming with
me, but you are not here either.

Why do you want to
leave me so badly?

How hard is it for you to understand
that this is not about you?

Leaving me isn't about me?

Going to New York for a job?

It isn't about me?

It doesn't matter.

What do you mean it doesn't
matter? Tell me? What is it?

What can we do to make you stay?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

Laurel!

Just go. Just go.

Come on, man.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Lily made cookies.

Oh, God!

Celebrity, right? Celebrity.

Celebrity.

Peter Fonda!

It's just a wild guess.

Easy Rider?

Who wants to drive me home?

- I'll drive you home.
- Okay.

Good night.

Thank you.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Teddy.

He'll be back to how
he always is tomorrow.

Okay? Tomorrow.

Thanks, Lily.

Something else about that
night my father walked away.

He called out for my mom.

"Laurel! Office!"

And she came in.

And she knelt down beside me,

she took the rope
from around my neck,

and she hugged me,
and then she said,

"We won't ever talk
about this again."

And I doubt I ever will.

Let's go to bed.