All language subtitles for Crazy Ex Girlfriend s01e03 I Hope Josh Comes to My Party.eng

(whirring, click)

(clicking)

(airy whistling)

(whistling, doorbell rings)

(humming)

Hi. Thank you so much for coming.

Hi. You said there was
a... an emergency? What?

Yeah, yeah, I'm so... Something is wrong

with my garbage disposal

is completely clogged.

I don't know what happened.

And I know that, you
know, you're a real fixer

from summer camp, wood shop,
making all those lanyards,

so I figured you could help me.

And I know that you're wondering, like,

why haven't I called a service.

Well, one time, I called
a service in New York,

and the handyman stole
my grandmother's necklace

- from Krakow, so I thought never again.
- WHITE JOSH: Wow.

- Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!
- Oh.

Hi, White Josh. You brought
White Josh. How nice.

Very cool apartment.
How long you been here?

-
She's the crazy ex-girlfriend

That's a sexist term.

Can you guys stop
singing for just a second?

The situation's a lot
more nuanced than that.

Okay! We get it!

-- Synced and corrected by ChrisKe --
-- www.addic7ed.com --

So, uh... so you got a clog, huh?

Sure it's not an obstruction,

backup? Could be a stoppage.

I... I have no idea.

Let me take a look.

Whoa. There's like a
crapload of chicken in here.

It's almost like you tried to break it.

Okay, um, so, while White Josh

is fixing the garbage disposal,
why don't you and I catch up?

So, how have you been?

Sorry about Whi-Jo.

You know, Valencia is
still not super psyched

about you and I hanging out alone together,

so, in case she finds out I was here,

I can say White Josh was here, too.

Valencia... when she gets mad,
she, like... ugh... hulks out.

But what's she mad about? Like, I don't...

I don't really understand
what she's mad about.

Ugh! Are you crazy?!

Why does everyone want to have sex with me?

It's a circle of love, because
I love you, you love Josh,

and Josh and I used to love each other.

Oh, that.

Yeah. Oh, she's still angry about that?

Oh, my God!

It's like, shake it off, girlfriend.

That was ages ago!

It was six days ago.

Well, yeah, I mean, I just
need a buffer, you know.

Yeah. Especially since Valencia's...

She's out of town at some yoga retreat.

Oh, she's out of town?

You know, it's so funny that she's so angry

because I've tried to tell her repeatedly

that you and I are just friends

and that I'm really on the hunt

for, like, cute, single guys, you know.

It's so hot in here. Aah!

Hey, buddy, if you're gonna
sweat, can you put down a towel?

Oh, sorry. I'm actually...
I'm done, anyway.

Disposal's fixed.

Oh, great. Then we should jet.

Oh. Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Why-why don't we... why don't
we watch a movie, and-and...

and Buffer can play with my phone? Hmm?

- Here you go, bud.
- Ah.

You got a step counter on here?

Whoa! It is very low.
I'm gonna catch you up.

Uh, no, we got to go.

Anyway, don't you have,
like, work or something?

Um, actually, today is Weekend Tuesday.

Yeah, it's like, uh, Casual Friday, but

even more chill and on a Tuesday.

And, um, we make it up

by working Saturdays once a quarter.

That sounds confusing.

I don't disagree.

Uh, yeah, come on, dude, we got to go.

Um, it was great to see you, Becks.

You know, glad we could help.

Just a little advice.

Uh, no chicken in the disposal ever.

Also, no fish bones, also, uh, no seeds.

Also, lemons seem bad,
but they're actually good.

Cool.

Thanks for the tips. Thanks
for the help. Uh-huh. Sure.

Uh, put on a shirt 'cause
no one wants to see that.

- I'm so sorry.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's totally fine.

Yeah, no. No problem.

Sorry. See you, Becks.

- All right.
- (door opens)

(door closes)

Oh, God.

(whimpering)

Darryl Whitefeather.

Hi, Darryl. It's Rebecca.

Listen, I don't know if I'm
gonna make it in to work today.

Oh, why?

I'm just not... I'm not feeling well.

Oh, really? What-what is it?

Um... my ovaries are eking out

into my fallopian tubes,
and they're wrapped around...

You know what? We'll see you
when you're feeling better.

Yeah. Okay, thanks.

Wow. Men are stupid.

(knocking)

Come in.

(door opens)

PAULA: Darryl said your uterus exploded.

You know, if that's true, should

probably go to the hospital or something.

I know what this is. This is Chan-itus.

Again, I just moved here
for a change. I didn't

- move here for Josh.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

- Yeah, yeah. I got it...
- West Covina. Pretzel...

- Got it.
- Okay.

Fine. You know, I'll admit it.

I want to be his friend.

Okay? Sue me. But now his

stupid, dum-dum-face
girlfriend

has officially barred him
from being alone with me.

Yeah, I saw that coming.

I don't know what to do.

Well, that's okay, 'cause I do.

Huh? Oh, come on.

It's a classic dilemma.

How do you see your crush...

I mean, friend... without
pissing off his girlfriend,

and look fabu in a super-tight
low-cut dress in the process?

There's a solution, a loophole.

It is in every teen movie ever made.

It's a car wash?

Throw a big party!

- No.
- What?

Yes, throw a big party.

That way, when Josh comes,

you're not technically alone with him,

- and then he can't get in trouble!
- Okay, I see your logic...

Very sound logic, um, but I don't do that.

I don't throw parties.
It's not a thing I do.

- I go to parties.
- Okay. Why?

(sighs) Oh, God, um...

it's, like, a super long story.

Okay, um, ooh...

- So, when I was 12...
- PAULA: Okay.

No, no. I don't have time for this.

What happened? The tissues
fell out of your training bra?

You period-ed on a white
couch? We've all been there.

I period-ed on an ultra suede settee in 1987

at Roberta Janatelli's condo, and

I got to tell you, it
was still a great party.

I wrapped a sweater around my waist,

then hooked up with Bobby Henderson anyway.

And started the whole, um,

sweater-around-the-waist
trend while I was at it.

So, you're welcome.

Paula, you don't
understand what I am saying.

I need you to listen to me, okay?

This was the worst party of all time.

So, I invited everyone in my
grade to come over to my house

and watch the pay-per-view
concert of my favorite

boy band, Room Temperature.

So, I threw this party,

and this is how many people showed up.

(dinging)

Concert starts in ten minutes!

Who's psyched?!

Well,

that was a tepid response.

(laughs) Get it?

It's a temperature joke.

And then it happened.

WOMAN: Keep your voice
down. She's having a party.

MAN: You call that a party? That's
her and her three loser friends.

You couldn't even throw her a decent party!

WOMAN: Well, then why
don't you call your whore

and ask her what she would do?!

Um, they're just rehearsing a play called

The Worst Parents Ever.

It's going up at the
Westchester Community Playhouse.

That's it. I've had it.

Hey, I'll get you
tickets. Who wants tickets?

If you walk out that door,

I don't ever want to see you again!

Is that a promise? Yes!

Can I get that in writing?! Yes!

Good luck, kiddo.

I got to get out of here.

WOMAN: Don't you dare.

Don't you dare.

(yelling): Don't you dare!

(door closes)

(panting)

(door closes)

(voice breaking): Don't tell anybody

at school about this, okay?

Oh, my God.

It's the root of all my party fears.

Actually, it's the root
of all my fears, period.

Babe, you don't think
that I get being afraid?

I wake up every morning in cold sweats

worried that I'm wasting my entire life

with a man who spends all his
time with a barbershop quartet

called The West Brovinas.

- No, you never told me the name.
- Yes.

And my children... I
mean, their only hope is

that they get into a really good gang.

I mean, honey, I am scared
every day of my life.

But you can be brave. I know you can.

All you got to do is stand up
to your fears, do you understand?

I understand you in theory.

Listen to me. His GF is out of town.

The moment is now!

Or is it, like, some time other than now?

- Like...
- Shh... !

I don't follow.

Sit on my lap like I'm
Santa and listen to me.

Okay, I think I'm starting to
get it... what you're talk...

- Yeah, I'm back here. Sing to me.
-
Look it deep in the eyes

Well, that's just dangerous.

- That's not how smoke or fire works.
- Shh.

Whoa.

Who are you singing to?

Okay, I have so many problems...

-
Face your fears

Oh, my God.

-
A busy street

-
Get stung

-
Reach for the stars

-
Face your fears

-
Face your fears

-
Join the Marines

-
Right after eating

-
So amazing

Is face my fears?

Fears, I-I got it.

Okay.

Okay?

Yeah. That was, like, really convincing.

I mean, like,

kind of disturbing but also convincing.

Yeah, you're right, Paula.

Now that I've run all this

through the logic processor, like,

of course my dad isn't
gonna walk out on me again.

So... yes?

Yes!

Ooh, yes! Ah, good!

Okay, pity party over.
Let's throw a real party!

- Aah! I'm horrified.
- Game plan. Okay.

- But let's do it!
- Yeah. Yay!

- (humming softly)
- Oh, you know what would be awesome?

We need salt.

Um, since it's Weekend Tuesday, um,

can we just go home?

(chuckles) See, it's Weekend Tuesday,

but it's not the real weekend.

Now, look, Bill,

why don't you put on that sombrero

and then head on back to work?

- Right.
- Right?

Weekend Tuesday.

So, the first thing we need
to do is choose a theme.

Don't worry about that. I have planned

a million parties in my life.

I will take care of that part.

You handle the invites.

- Okay.
- Okay?

Ladies, are you working
on the Castwick case?

- Because it's...
- Weekend Tuesday, Darryl.

Okay.

Yeah.

No. Sorry. You're right.

I may not have thought this day through.

PAULA: Hey, Brendan,

have you seen that tablecloth
with the roses on it?

What? Haven't seen it.

Hey, what have I said about
the katana on the table?

Or...

you could just stare at
me like a serial killer.

Scott?

- Scott!
- (humming)

- Scott!
- Huh? Huh?

What? Sorry. We have
the semifinals coming up

against the Glendorables.

They're the a-cappella group from Glendora.

- They're the best in the state. (humming)
- Okay, I'm looking

for that white tablecloth that we have,

the one with the roses on it.

- Yeah, I saw it.
- (gasps) Great!

- Where is it?
- I threw it out. (humming)

Wait! You threw it out?
That was from our wedding.

I gave it to Goodwill when you asked me

to clean out the cabinet.

Okay, well, if I asked you

to take out the recyclables,

would you throw out our wedding album?

'Cause it is partly made of paper.

I don't know what you're asking me.

(humming)

You know, the world doesn't
revolve around barbershop.

Nothing revolves around barbershop!

Not even a revolving barbershop pole

revolves around barbershop.

This damn teacher. Teacher's...

(groans) Stupid...

What's up, Tommy?

I have a test tomorrow, and I
don't know any of this stuff.

I'm stupid.

You are not stupid.

You are in the highest
percentiles of kids with ADHD

and OCD and SAD and a panic disorder

and restless leg syndrome...

Mom, I'm gonna fail the test.

You're not. I know you're not.

Look, just, you know, don't be afraid

and-and face your fears.

Run with scissors, you know?

What?

That's bad advice, Mom.

REBECCA (singsongy): Hey!

It's a house warming, get it?

Yeah. No, I get it. I get it. It's just,

you know, it kind of
looks like you're going

- to light your house on fire.
- No.

- No, I don't see that. Mm-mm.
- Okay.

Whatever. You know
what, it's gonna be fine.

Do you promise?

Yes, I promise.

You got this.

Okay? You are a smart,

confident woman

who's in charge of her own destiny.

That sounds like a tampon
commercial. But you know...

you know where I'm going
with this, right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay, now, who you gonna pass these out to?

Oh, come on, you know
people. You know people

since you've been here. You
go to that spinning class.

You have people in your apartment complex.

Yeah... No, no, you're right.

Now that I'm thinking about it,

I definitely know a lot of people.

Tons of people.

I'm psyched! (chuckles)

God, this time's gonna
be totally different.

You're right. It's not
like seventh grade at all.

I'm Patty!

(shyly): Luan.

Jason and I'm super into
Dance Dance Revolution!

Girl with mustache!

Boy with port-wine stain!

Janitor who lives in
an RV behind the school.

REBECCA: Oh, yeah!

I'm Paula!

Darryl!

_

_

Lady who hit your car!

Friend of friend from law school?

Grocery clerk with half an eyelid!

BOTH:
We have friends,
we definitely have friends

It went great. I think lots
of cool people are gonna come.

Yeah. Everybody loved my flyer.

Oh, and,
B-T-dubs,

nobody thought it looked
like a house burning down,

- so, you know...
- Nice. I knew you could do it, girl.

(quietly): Now you just got
to get Josh and his friends.

On it, doin' it, crushin' it, bye.

Hey, Chris, you seen Chan?

S-Sorry, what was that?

Have you seen Josh Chan?

Nah, but you're lookin' sweet.

Thank you, young man.

I'm lookin' sweet.

(sighs)

Hi, Greg.

Put those things away. You're
gonna poke a kid's eye out.

(chuckles) You're funny.

You're funny in that way that
I'm sure other people like.

Wow. Charming on you looks really great.

Okay, let's start over. Look, I
know that you're probably

a little, like, miffed at me
from the way things went down

at Spiders the other night.

Um, as I remember it, you weren't
too thrilled with me either.

I was gonna apologize for
that, and then I forgot.

But I'm sorry.

So let's just move on. I'm here

to invite you to the
biggest event of the season.

A party.

Wow. A flyer.

Is it also, like, a church bake sale, too?

It's gonna be so fun. And I actually...

I really would like you to come.

Let's review. We've been out twice.

The first time, we kissed
and then you started crying.

The second time, you kissed
a girl, she didn't like it,

and she left crying. We don't
have a good track record here.

Dude, like, that actually
really hurts my feelings,

because I consider you to be
one of my best friends here.

- What?
- Yeah, I do.

True, we've had some �altercations,�

if that's what you call them,

yeah, but that's the hallmark

of, like, a strong friendship, you know?

Saying the worst possible
things to each other

and then going to a party.

Wow. It is so tempting.

It is so tempt... No.

Okay. Wow. Okay.

You know, I tried extending
the olive branch to you,

and you just took those
olives and you plucked 'em

and you chopped them up into
a tapenade of reproach...

You know what, never mind.
I don't care anymore.

Um, good-bye.

(exhales)

(quietly): Face your fears.

Hey, Josh, do you want to come to a party?

I'm throwing a...

party. You should come.

No way! That's awesome!

Yeah. See? This is

how a human being responds

to another human being's party invitation.

- You're not a human being.
- Oh, just throw a barb

at me and then go to the
stockroom. Real mature.

He's so immature. Sorry about that.

We have kind of a... like, a
Sam and Diane thing going on,

except it's, um, unpleasant and un-sexy.

Yeah, so it's just gonna be a...

housewarming shindig
with a-a gaggle of peeps.

And I thought that, you know,
Valencia would be cool with it

since we won't technically be alone.

- Right?
- Huh.

So do you think you might make it?

Sure.

Oh, huzzah!

(chuckles)

I mean, that's super...

that's super cool, just
'cause, like, it's gonna be

really chill. Yeah.

Cool. And maybe you could bring, Yeah.

Uh, Hector and White Josh?

Oh, man. They're out of town.

Surf championship in Redondo.

But I'm sure you have other
people to invite, right?

Yeah. No, I'm-I'm inviting, like...

so many people.

So, um,

I will... I'll see you at my party?

Sure.

Okay. Cool.

Cool. I'll see you there.

Hi.

No solicitors.

Oh, no, no. I live next-door, remember?

Oh... yeah.

Yeah, it's me. You know,

I was going around, introducing myself,

handing out those croissants

that I made.

Yeah, I remember you. (sighs)

Look, just as a tip, we
don't... actually, like,

talk to each other around here.

That guy has lived next-door
to me for, like, 11 years,

and, like, I say �guy,� but honestly,

it could be, like...

- a stack of cats in a jumpsuit.
- Okay.

Appreciate the info.

But... I like to consider
myself a bridge builder,

and I feel like you and I

could shake things up around here.

Yeah, no, I don't see that happening,

but anyways... nice to meet you,

stack of cats in a...

- shirt.
- Wait, wait!

The reason I'm here is I want to
invite you to an awesome party.

It's gonna be full-on.
It's gonna be full-on!

And I really want you to be there,

'cause you're the coolest person

I think I've ever met.

Um, so I would like you to come to it.

But I'm sensing the slightest
undercurrent of resistance,

- so now I'm kind of...
- What time should I come over?

Wait. You want to come?

Not to party or anything, but just, like...

to watch you.

Okay.

I kind of think you're
fascinating, actually.

And I'm taking abnormal psych
at the JC, and I think...

you would make, like, a really good paper.

Why, thank you, madam.

Yeah, see, like that.

That would just...

be, like, an �A�
right there. Like, done.

- Hi.
- (singsongy): Look what I have!

Oh.

Isn't it amaz... ? It's like
a box of fantastic-ness.

Okay, so instead of having just one theme,

we're having all of the themes.

And we even have... a
Valentine's Day pi?ata.

Okay, you know what, yeah,
it's, like, hipster-y and ironic.

Like, I could see, like, a
BuzzFeed article about it.

Okay, cool. I'm down, I'm down.

Okay, let's go over the guest list.

So we got Josh, my super
cool neighbor Heather,

Darryl...

- No!
- Uh, you know...

- Why do you hate me?
- What can I do?

- Come on. He's sad.
- All right. I know.

Um, Mrs. Hernandez was trending positive...

I can never tell with her.

And let's see. Oh, a lot of the people

I handed the flyer to didn't,
like, technically say yes,

but they gave me a look,
like, �Oh, I'm there.�

(phone chimes)

Nice!

Yeah. Yeah. Good for you.

- Oh, no.
- What?

What? Is it about the party?

Are people not coming? Is it Josh?

Is Josh not coming? Wait, why
does Josh have your number?

No, no, it's-it's Tommy, okay?

There's something going on at the school.

I have to run over...

What?! No, you can't... no,

you can't leave... The party's in an hour.

This was your idea.

What am I gonna do if
you're not here? I have

no one helping me. You can't leave

for some stupid child thing!

I'm sorry, that's really insensitive.

Look, the point is, I get it.

It's your child. But
please come back soon. Look,

I'm just gonna go, I'm gonna
take care of this hassle,

I'm gonna turn right back
around, okay? I promise

- I will be back soon. Boop.
- Liar.

(quietly): You stole the test?

What? You wanted me to face my fears,

and I was afraid of getting
a bad grade on my test.

Why weren't you afraid of getting caught?

Well, I was, but thanks to you,

I overcame that fear.

- (door opens)
- (exhales)

Mrs. Proctor.

Good luck. He's mean.

(exhales): Oh, my God.

Let me be frank.

Tommy has every issue in the book,

so I'm afraid

we're going to have to transfer him

to a special program in Riverside.

But that's, like, an hour away!

We moved to this crap town

- because us the schools.
- I'm sorry,

do you have somewhere more important to be?

No, of course not. I-I...

The transfer hearing is Monday.

Y... You can't do this.

He's-he's been diagnosed
with so many things.

(stammering)

He just, he needs help.

I'll see you Monday.

(sighs)

(doorbell rings)

Hi!

Here's a present.

Those are good until midnight.

(scoffs) Oh, man! I thought the house

was literally gonna be on fire.

(exhales)

You were right... He's terrifying.

He made me forget

everything I was gonna say.

Are you mad at me?

You stole a test, you... ding-dong.

Of course I'm mad at you.

(sighs)

We'll figure something out.

(phone vibrating)

_

(soft gasp) Oh.

Okay,

come on, I will take you home,

but we got to stop somewhere along the way.

Hey!

I have terrible news.

Josh isn't coming?

No. He's coming...

to this.

Party like it's Weekend Tuesday!

Huh?

This. This is what Josh
is going to walk into.

Nobody came.

I handed out all those
flyers, and nobody showed up.

Even Mrs. Hernandez bagged.

What's she doing on a Friday night?

This is exactly what I
thought was gonna happen.

You were wrong, Paula.

This is exactly how it felt

when my father left.

My life is just about to fall apart,

just like it did when I was

12 years old. When Josh walks in here,

he's gonna walk out

just like my dad did,

and he's never gonna come back.

- Don't panic. How long do we have?
- We have 20 minutes.

He texted me that he would
be here in 20 minutes.

I'm gonna, I'm gonna call
him, and I'm gonna say

that the party's canceled...
That's the easy solution.

- I'm just gonna say the pa...
- No. No, no. Hey, no! We are not gonna

give in to fear... We're gonna stand up.

My advice works...

damn it, and I am gonna prove it.

- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna be back

in 19 minutes with guests, lots of 'em.

You just need to do the best you can

to make it look like you
are having a great time!

CLERK: Oh, no, no, no, no offense taken.

A lot of people think
it's a congenital thing,

- but actually...
- Oh, really?

Oh, yeah. But actually,

I lit a cigarette using a gas burner.

So not very smart, right?

Lesson learned.

DARRYL: Oh, that must
have been horrible for you.

CLERK: Oh, yeah.

The smell alone was a nightmare.

Okay, party people, let's all have

a dance party by the windows!

- I'm not much of a dancer.
- Oh, yeah!

- Why the windows?
- Whoo!

We are raising the roof over here!

MAN: Shut up!

- Come over!
- No!

TOMMY: Hey, look... people! Lots of people!

PAULA: Oh, something
anonymous just got out.

I'll take 'em!

Are you guys drunks?

Gamblers.

Perfect!

Oh! Is that all you got, you wuss?

Hey, I don't care for that word.

Oh, wuss, wuss, wuss, wuss.

Hey, Josh, it's me, Rebecca.

Um, so I-I think I had

some of that weird
garbage disposal chicken,

um, and I'm not feeling so hot,

so I've decided to cancel the party.

I hope that you have a
good... Friday night. Um...

Hi!

- Hey!
- Hi!

- Hi!
- Oh. Hey, what's up?

- Hello.
- It's so good to see you.

- Welcome.
- Uh, thanks.

Nice to see you.

Do you want to maybe go
for a walk around the block?

I have to go get some cigarettes.

I'm a smoker.

Yeah, big smoker.

Um...

What?

(sighs)

What?

Whoa.

What happened here?

Um...

Okay, so...

it's more of, like, an intimate soiree...

now, because I thought that a party

would be too tacky.

(sighs): Um...

No, that's not what I thought.

Okay, so you know how I, I
wanted to throw this big party?

Uh-huh. I handed out a ton of flyers...

and nobody came.

Wait. You're upset... about this?

I threw a party...

and nobody came.

(laughing)

I know, it's hilarious.

Of course! You just moved
into town, you banana.

Of course you don't have a million friends.

You know, that'd be weird if you did.

If there had been a ton of people here,

it would seem like you just invited
random people you didn't know.

- Oh, my God, that'd be so weird.
- Yeah, totally.

Don't be sad, Becks.

You have a lot of cool
stuff going on in your life.

Great job, um, sweet apartment, plus...

you're, like, a kick-ass career gal.

(chuckles) Well, I... I am a prime earner

at Whitefeather already.

Yeah, damn straight you
are. Whatever that is.

I mean, you're crushing it.

Look at you.

You just moved to town,
you throw a big party.

You're fearless.

Oh. (chuckles)

I am.

You know, Becks,

if you really wanted
more people at your party,

that's easy... any idiot can do that.

(scoffs)

Is... that what you want?

Sweet. Let's do it.

All right, get over
here, guys. You, Dreads,

over here. You, Fun Guy,

I need you over... yeah.

You're gonna wear my shades. Awesome sauce.

You, Mr. Tall Man, you stand there.

Okay, now the key to a good party selfie

is attitude... what?! Yes!

Swag.

Ooh.

Good.

(laughs) That's good. Okay, and...

a killer smile.

Ready guys? (laughs)
That's good. Ok, come on...

Say �selfie.�

ALL: Selfie... !

Ha!

Ha-ha! Then we post this puppy online.

And write: "This house

is on fire!"

Exclam-Exclamation point. Ah... send!

Then we see what happens. Huh.

(knocking on door)

Who's ready to party... ?!

(shouts, cheers, whoops)

You got dice?

I can find some! (whoops)

Oh, uh, this is Arielle

and Chuck.

And this guy!

Hi. What-What's his name?

I don't know, I just
call him �this guy�"

I've known him since kindergarten.

Yeah, I'm just so bad in school.

Dude, let me tell you something right now.

Being good at school means nothing.

Like, see her?

Oh, do it, do it! You got it!

She went to Harvard.

Okay?

And she's a mess.

Yeah. Dude,

I was horrible at school,

but that's because instead
of reading their stupid books,

I was busy reading everything
Salinger ever wrote.

And you're, like, totally
successful and rich now, right?

Not at all.

But I'm cool,

and that's what really matters.

I like you. I like you so...

I, can I... can I just,

just grab it? There you go. It's fine.

It's my personal boundaries...

We're fine. I swallowed the barf!

- Oh, she swallowed the barf!
- I swallowed my barf!

She swallowed the barf!

Oh!

Oh! Oh, my God.

You know, at first, I had
my doubts about this party.

I mean, it's no Weekend Tuesday,
you know what I'm saying?

But now? I mean, this is a blast.

Oh, and I even met this great girl Megan

who said she found your flyer in a gutter.

Oh, she's such a good listener.

And I told her all about my divorce.

But I think she's from
England, because, I mean,

her teeth are not good. But she gave me

this terrific menthol cigarette.

(inhales) Mmm.

Um...

I think Megan might be a meth addict.

Oh, yeah? I think you
maybe just smoked meth.

Oh. Okay. Well, you know, that'd explain

why I've been digging
a hole in the backyard

for the last hour.
(laughs) But it's still fun!

Hey, Megan, honey,

let's clean something. (whoops)

GREG: Wow.

This party is a real who's-who of...

who?

Well, if it isn't Mr. I
Can't Come to Your Party

Because I Have a Bunch
of Complicated Reasons,

I Probably Have to Buy More Black Clothing,

Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah.

That's a long name I have. Polish?

All right.

Sincerely, thank you for coming.

It means a lot to me that you're here.

Well, you took all my customers.

I usually get the gamblers
after their meeting.

Then I started thinking,

�I've got to show up to this party to see

in what gruesome way it
could all go wrong.�

I figured at least a porch collapse.

But, now that I'm here...

- It's not that bad.
- Yeah,

it's pretty great, right?

And I have one person to thank for that.

Hey, girl.

I know that as a kid you never got to see

that boy band concert
on pay-per-view.

But it's okay.

Because I'm here now.

And I'm all the boy band you'll ever need.

(audience shrieking)

- (screams)
-
Baby, you can kiss

(Josh speaking indistinctly)

JOSH: And the guy is like, �Me, I'm fine.

See that girl over there�"

(phone dings)

- _
-
Everything is A-OK

Um...

is everything okay?

Uh... no, it's...

it's-it's not important.

I-I can get back to them later.

I am having a blast right now.

- Great.
- Yeah.

- Great.
- So...

I should go.

Tommy just called us an Uber.

'Cause I am... wuz-asted.

Which is a word I just learned

playing pai gow with a charming man

from Azusa.

Boop. (laughs)

You threw a great party.

No. We threw a great party.

(both grunt)

And you...

You are a brave little cookie.

Okay. Come on. Show Mommy
where the front door is.

CLERK: Hey, so,

thanks for the party. Real fun.

And I'll see you at the store, Betsy.

Actually, my name is Rebecca.

Don't care.

Hey, um...

I saw that you got

a text from Valencia earlier.

I hope I'm not causing any problems.

No, no, no, no. I realized,

you know, I-I shouldn't
have listened to her.

I shouldn't be afraid
of my girlfriend, right?

So I told her,

�I'll-I'll come home when I want to.�

Actually, it was a little scary.

Yeah. Actually, you know,
I-I faced a fear earlier

and turned out pretty okay.

You know, from now on,
uh, since we're friends,

we should just, you know, hang out

whenever we want to, don't you think?

Yeah. That...

I mean, yeah. Let's do it.

- The world be damned.
- All right, yeah.

Wha... It's just...

- Well, I got to go.
- Yeah, yeah,

let's get you out of here. I'll-I'll...

don't worry about that.

Oh. It was a great party.

Thanks. Thank you.

- This house was on fire!
- Oh!

- (laughs) Yeah!
- Oh, I get it. Oh.

Later.

Later.

Sooner rather than... (laughs)

(door closes) Uh, hi.

I didn't know you were still here.

I thought you already left.

(chuckles) Oh, I don't leave
when there's whiskey left.

Oh.

Hey, you know what?

Take it home.

That's my gift to you.

Thank you.

You know, I get it now.

What do you get?

How you feel about Josh.

I saw it on your face.

It was weird and sad and...

also kind of beautiful

in a pure and un-ironic way.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Josh and I are just friends.

You guys are just friends.

We guys are just friends.

Everyone guys are just friends.

Okay, okay.

- Drunkie.
- Drunkie.

Let's call you... whoa!

Let's get a ride-sharing service, right?

You know, you're really
starting to fit in here.

Thank you.

That's not a compliment.

I can't do this.

Yes, you can. And I'll
be right here, I promise.

What if I forget all the
stuff I'm supposed to say?

You are not kicking Tommy out.

I know what my rights are.

'Cause I looked 'em up.

And there is a statute and it is called...

the fair access rule.

And if you expel Tommy, then you are...

liable for a

$26,000-per year stipend

for... special education.

If you drop the transfer hearing,

then... I will let you off the hook.

See,

this is your problem:

I'm not afraid of you anymore.

(laughs)

That is right.

(knocks)

YOUNG REBECCA: That went well.

Much better than I thought.

So tell me some other
stuff about my future.

Okay, so you're gonna
go to Harvard and Yale.

Yeah, yeah, so when exactly
do I get those boobs?

Oh. Um, I think age 14?

I see.

So, at Yale, you're
gonna be editor in chief

of the law journal.

Sounds great. Back to
the boobs for a second,

when you say 14,

are we talking by my birthday party?

Are we talking swimsuit season?

Also, do they float?

Yeah.

Nice! Girl with Mustache
owes me ten dollars.

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