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♪ Oh, my darling, oh my darling ♪
♪ Oh, my darling Clementine ♪
♪ You are lost and gone forever... ♪
Daddy, please give me the strength to finish
this fucking book.
♪ Drove she ducklings to the water ♪
♪ Every morning just at 9:00 ♪
♪ Stubbed her foot... ♪
[Gia] I just want to make you proud, Mama.
That's it.
♪ Oh, my darling, oh, my darling... ♪
I know, I know, I know.
I have no money.
♪ You are lost and gone forever ♪
[inhales deeply]
I'm just asking for a sign.
♪ Dreadful sorry ♪
♪ Clementine ♪
- [smooching] - [moaning]
[Gia] I just want you to know that...
I don't normally...
I don't do one-night stands.
[Patrick] Well, good thing it's daytime.
[both moaning]
♪ cheerful folk music ♪
♪
[moans]
- Open your mouth. - What?
Open your mouth.
Oh, my God!
[moaning]
[both panting]
[door closes]
Oh, God.
[laughs]
[exhales]
- [lively chatter] - ♪ loud electronic music ♪
Yay, you wrote this, Gia Lombardi.
- Wow. - Oh, my God.
That's pretty fucking cool.
That's so fucking cool!
But you're not, like, in love
- with the movie star, right? - No, God, gross.
Sure, okay.
- Shut up. - Yeah, great, no.
Damn it.
Thank you.
What am I doing? I should be shopping at Kmart.
Okay, I will be at the bar.
- Shots? - Yeah.
[Rody] Gia!
Hey.
Look at this.
- Hi. I know. - Congratulations.
- Thank you. - Mwah.
- Did you get my messages? - Uh, yeah, sorry.
I just, I knew I was gonna see you here, so...
Um, what'd they say?
We'll talk about it tomorrow.
What's wrong? What...
Tomorrow.
Fuck, Rody, what?
They're not happy.
They're... What do you, what do you mean they're not happy?
It's 200,000 words on a porn castle and swinger's clubs.
What-what exactly did they say?
That it's a bit... boring.
Oh, uh, I have some good news.
Gay Talese has, uh, has agreed to mentor you.
A mentor?
I don't need a mentor.
You're starting from scratch, Gia.
"Scratch"?
You wanted to update Thy Neighbor's Wife, right?
No, no, no.
The last section of that book
is him literally talking about himself in the third person.
I mean, for fuck's sake,
that's the kind of shit only a man would do.
Well, then you do that, too.
You can write like a man, Gia.
I don't want to write like a man.
I want to write like me.
- [lively chatter] - [whooping]
Oh, look at that.
- Hey, you. - Hey.
Hi.
Congratulations.
Mm, thank you so much.
- God, you look incredible. - Thank you.
You look great, too.
Thanks. Anya?
Hey, this is Gia Lombardi.
Oh, my God, Gia.
Hi.
You captured this man perfectly.
[Patrick] Nobody has condensed me
so well.
Best writer I've...
worked with, really.
[Gia laughs]
[woman] Patrick, we need you over here.
Okay. Hey, lock her down, Roddy.
Before she gets too famous for you.
I will do that. Rody is on it.
- [phone buzzes] - [Rody] Uh, hold that thought.
I will be right back, be right back. Hi.
Yeah.
- [indistinct chatter] - [music playing quietly]
♪
Uh, listen, one more thing?
Oh, okay, there's more.
I just want to remind you that Elizabeth Wurtzel
sold millions of books, right?
Millions, and Penguin is
still gonna sue her for being late
- on the latest one. - Well, fuck Penguin, then.
No, that's... that's not the point.
This is big business, Gia.
This is not Golf magazine.
FSG just bought another sex book, too.
And it is making them very anxious.
If that one beats you to market
with a three-year head start?
What?
What, what?
Gia, what you turned in was not good.
So go see Gay.
Figure it out.
- This is your last chance. - Mm-hmm.
[Rody] All right.
♪ somber music ♪
♪
Well, what do you want me to say?
[sighs]
It's a little, um...
I don't know the word in English.
Boring?
Yeah.
Boring.
[Gia] Mothers.
She wasn't a bad mom.
She was actually a great mom.
I really think what I wrote was just...
boring.
[Talese] You need to fuck people.
A lot of people, married people.
Married people hold the key to sex in America.
Why do you even want to write a book, fame? Money?
- No. - Your-your dead parents?
Uh, yeah.
Yes? Your dead parents are the reason?
Well, no, no, I mean, they didn't think I could do it,
you know, and I wanted to prove to them that I can make money
- doing it... - Oh, I see.
What? What, what do you see?
- [smacks lips] - [exhales]
You should drive, too.
- What? - When you're fucking the men.
You should drive. Airports don't have
a lot to offer in terms of the culture.
I understand that
you don't have a lot of time, so you have to travel slow
in order to work fast.
And you should fuck the women, too, for Christ's sake.
I'm not fucking anyone to write a book.
[sighs] The work.
The work is the only thing that matters.
Oh, you think I don't know that?
Oh, you're emotional.
We'll discuss this more at dinner.
Oh, well, I'm not staying for dinner.
You-you don't have to leave.
The guest room is made up and, um...
Gay Talese is inviting you to stay.
Well...
Gay Talese...
[laughs]
[puts glass down]
I won't touch you, if that's what you're worried about.
[exhales quietly]
[exhales]
♪ quiet, expansive music ♪
♪
Fuck you, New York!
Fuck you!
Fuck, goddamn it.
[exhales]
Goddamn it.
Oh, really?
♪
[indistinct chatter outside]
- [loud music playing] - [indistinct chatter]
How we doing? We still working?
[clears throat]
- No, I'm good. - You sure?
- Yeah, thank you. - Got it, okay.
[indistinct chatter]
♪
[woman moaning on video]
[man] Oh, that's it.
- Oh, Dad, Mom! - Oh, my God.
- I'm sorry, sorry. - No, no.
Do not apologize, do not apologize.
I told them do not record something
that they didn't want the whole world to see.
Oh.
Hey, bud, can I, uh...
can I get a glass, please?
- Here you go. - Appreciate you.
Oh, sh-- uh...
I'll pay you back.
I'll pay you back for that.
[clears throat] But we can, uh...
toast, just...
To my parents.
[laughs]
And all their sexual endeavors.
[glasses clank]
So where'd you get this sch-schtick?
Drinking nice wine?
That's a statement bottle.
I'm celebrating.
Oh, what, like, uh...
an engagement or...?
Do you prefer to be wrong or annoying?
Just curious.
It's more of a numbers game, really.
It's like, uh, you know, if I get half of them right,
then you'll think I'm really smart, but if I get, like, zero,
then, uh, it's kind of funnier
- the more I get wrong. - So it's an-an act?
Yes.
A balancing act, yes.
Oh, God, you're a fucking actor.
[clears throat] Pardon me, but I noticed
what you were eating earlier.
Uh, what pays
enough for solo tartare?
Don't, uh, nope, let me pad my assumptions.
Um...
Lawyer?
Uh, commercial real estate?
No, you're really bad at this.
My parents are porn stars. What'd you expect?
[laughs]
I work for Esquire magazine.
- Publicist. Shit. - No.
Man, it was the independence that threw me.
- No. - Fuck it, all right, okay.
Accounts payable?
You know, I've-I've honestly
had enough misogyny for one evening, so...
Uh, yeah, no, no, no.
No misogyny, I got it.
Editor.
- Done. Won it. - Hmm-mm.
There's literally nothing else.
A writer!
- Oh. - Mm-hmm.
- That's cool. - Yeah. You're surprised.
Well, I always knew you were smart.
'Cause I'm...
attractive.
- Yes. - [chuckles softly]
- So now... - Mm-hmm?
...you're a writer for Esquire...
and you're writing porn.
Writing about por-- You're writing for porn?
No, I...
I am traveling the country
fucking married men.
- Married? - Mm-hmm.
Why married?
Because I am boring.
And fucking married men isn't... apparently.
I'm not married.
Then I'm not fucking you.
Well, that's fucking boring, isn't it?
I told you.
That's it, huh?
That's it.
Makes sense.
Well, then...
have a good one.
[clears throat]
[laughs]
[snorts]
Hey, uh, Bri, can I get the check, please?
Actually...
Slick put it on his tab.
[Gia] Like, the whole thing?
Well, uh...
Thanks, but, um...
no thanks.
- [laughter] - [clamoring]
Oh, my God!
[Jack] Hey!
Hey, wait up!
Where'd you learn that move, huh, book for virgins?
You know, most women in America appreciate a little chivalry.
Yeah, well, this isn't America.
This is New York.
You seemed like you wanted to be left alone.
I did. I did want to be left alone.
See, I knew it.
Okay, well, that's not the point.
The point is that I-I, you--
you made a move to destabilize me.
I don't really think in terms of strategy.
That's why I chased you down the street.
So then why did you, then?
I don't know.
Oh, uh... to give you my number.
You know, so you can take me out to dinner
before I go back to L.A., if you're up for it.
I'll be married by then, I promise.
[chuckles]
Call me.
Motherfucker!
♪ "Insider" by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers ♪
♪
♪ You've got a dangerous background ♪
♪ And everything you've dreamed of ♪
♪ Yeah, you're the dark angel ♪
♪ It don't show when you break up ♪
♪ And I'm the one who ought to know ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm the one you left to rust ♪
♪ Not one of your twisted friends ♪
♪ I'm the one you couldn't love ♪
♪ I'm an insider ♪
♪ I've been burned by the fire ♪
♪ Oh, and I've had to live... ♪
[Gia scoffs]
[Gia] That article's, like, ten years old.
I know.
- I read all your shit. - Oh, my God.
And your dad calls you Clementine.
Like the song.
- Is that it? - Oh, yeah, there she is.
[Jack] Shit, man. You're really gonna eat the road.
[Gia] "Eat the road"?
Yeah.
It's, uh, it's what my dad calls road trips.
You know, like, uh, on those long, boring,
low-energy stretches, and I'd be, like, falling asleep,
and he'd be like, "Eat the road, eat the road!"
I have no idea what it means.
Well, I have
no fucking clue what I'm doing, so...
The fuck you talking about? Yeah, you do.
Unless you mean, like, your sugar daddy can't hang onto
- your place while you're gone... - Oh, shut up.
I actually think my friend, um, Cara
- is going to sublet it for me. - Oh!
Which would be really convenient.
[sighs] It's good to have friends.
Yeah, it is.
Before my dad died, we, um...
we were gonna go to a dude ranch and learn
to ride horses and, like, rope steer
and eat, uh, racks of ribs.
- And... - Yeah.
Yeah, he listened to country music
his whole fucking life and he never went to a rodeo.
- That's absurd. - And there's a sushi restaurant
in Whitefish-- I know it sounds weird,
- sushi in Montana. - Yeah.
But I read it in Departures magazine and, um...
it's just like... it's like a snow globe
with a sushi restaurant inside of it
and there's, like, cherry blossom lanterns...
and it's just, like, so cute.
Then you got to go.
And you ride them horses
and you eat that sushi in Whitefish.
I will.
Yeah, you will.
Yeah.
- Tonight was fun. - Tonight was fun.
It was a fun night.
Subtle.
[sighs] Thank you.
[laughs]
You want to go in there?
To have sex?
- No. Move. - Oh.
Well, then, yes. Yes, of course.
[Gia] All right.
[Gia grunts]
[Jack] Hot damn!
- [moaning] - [grunting]
[Jack chuckles]
- Hey. - Hey.
Did you, uh, did you cum?
Uh, no.
- Sorry. - It's okay.
What?
The condom came off.
What?
Uh, where is it?
Like, how does a condom just come off?
I think...
I think, I think it's still in you.
- No. - Yeah.
Like, when I pulled out.
- Really? - Yeah, I think so.
- I mean... - For real?
- Yep. - Fuck.
[chuckles softly]
- Fuck, I can't find it. - Sorry.
I'm not trying to laugh. It's all right.
I mean, it's not like I have any STDs.
I was literally tested last month.
I mean, the only questionable thing I've done
in the past couple weeks is, like...
...jerk off without washing my hands when I got home from work.
- Oh, my God that is disgusting. - Oh, I know.
I've been thinking about it ever since.
Oh, and I attended an orgy.
- What? - Just kidding.
- Dude, that's not funny. - All right, sorry. I know.
I know, sorry. No-no jokes, come on.
Uh, I can, I can get it.
Oh, my God, I can't fucking find it.
I can get it.
What do you mean you can get it?
If you just get doggy style and I'll, I'll get in there,
I can get the right angle and I'll take care of it.
- Okay, you ready? - Yeah, yeah.
All right, go.
Sorry, sorry, sorry, just stay still.
Are you looking up?
Just get it the fuck out, man!
- Look at my dad, okay? - I'm looking at your dad.
But you also have two photos of Joan Didion up here.
Oh, ooh-ooh!
Ah, there it is. Okay, you okay?
- Go! Go, go, go! - All right. Ready.
Slowly, slow, slow, slowly. [exclaims]
Oh, my God, thank God.
- Yep, there we go. - Oh, my God.
Fuck.
Thank you.
- Excuse me. - All right.
I promise I don't have any STDs.
- Okay. - You can watch me sleep.
- I sleep very healthy. - No, no, no, no.
You have to, to go. You can't stay the night.
Oh.
Sorry, but you have, you have to leave.
[Gia] When I was a kid, my dad stuck himself
with a needle used on a patient with HIV.
I heard him tell my mother in the kitchen
while I was hiding in the stairwell.
It was the '80s and it was a death sentence.
And the scariest thing was that I couldn't ask them about it,
because I wasn't supposed to know.
My dad didn't get AIDS.
He died in a car accident instead.
Because I hadn't worried about that one enough.
You know, there weren't that many people at the orgy.
Just...
so...
[Gia] Anyway...
there was something about this man...
this boy...
I knew right away I could tell him stuff like that.
- [men shouting] - [jackhammer banging]
[jackhammer banging]
[Gia] Fuck.
[man] Go around!
Oh.
Oh, my fucking God.
[laughs]
Oh, yeah.
♪ "Time of the Season" by Charlie Byrd ♪
♪
[crowd cheering]
[Gia] Just call that number
and whatever stories you want to share, I'm here
to listen to all of them. Thank you.
Have a good one. I appreciate your time.
Yeah, I'm-I'm not surprised you're having a hard time
'cause, this-this sign sucks.
- [line beeps] - [man] Hey, you dirty bitch,
I got a sex study for you right here, huh?
[woman] Is it having sex or just talking about it?
[man 2] You want to talk about dicks?
[woman 2] Does fingering count?
- Jesus. - I just need people.
Like, real people.
Maize, sweetie, this is our newest runaway.
What, are you joining the circus or something?
You're lost.
- [cheering] - [clamoring]
[child] Here.
Aw, are those for me?
Thank you.
- More? Thank you. - [man] ♪ O say does that ♪
♪ Star-spangled ♪
♪ Banner yet wave ♪
♪ O'er the land ♪
♪ Of the free ♪
♪ And the home ♪
♪ Of the brave ♪
- Wow. - [cheering]
[whooping]
[instrumental music playing]
♪
You're really pretty.
Thank you.
I feel like you don't know that.
[Gia] That I'm pretty?
You have to fall for yourself first.
Mm.
Mm-hmm.
You have to get up every morning,
look in the mirror,
every morning...
and you got to say,
"Good morning,
you pretty, pretty girl."
[chuckles]
[rock cover of "Oh, My Darling Clementine"]
♪
♪ You are lost and gone forever ♪
♪ Dreadful sorry, Clementine ♪
♪ You are lost and gone forever ♪
♪ Dreadful sorry, Clementine ♪
[whooping, cheering]
[playing John Fogerty's "Rock and Roll Girls"]
♪ Sometimes I feel ♪
♪ Life is just a rodeo ♪
♪ The trick is to ride ♪
♪ And make it to the bell ♪
♪ But there is a place, sweet as you will ever know ♪
♪ In music and love ♪
♪ And things you never tell ♪
♪ You see it in their face ♪
♪ Secrets on the telephone ♪
♪ And time out of time ♪
♪ For you and no one else ♪
♪ Hey, let's go all over the world ♪
♪ Rock and roll girls, rock and roll girls ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, ah, hey ♪
♪ Let's go all over the world ♪
♪ Rock and roll girls ♪
♪ Rock and roll girls, all right... ♪
- [line beeps] - Hey, Gia, it's Jack.
Uh, please pick up your phone
'cause I'd really like to talk to you.
Really need to see you again.
♪
♪ If I had my way ♪
♪ I'd shuffle off to Buffalo ♪
♪ Sit by the lake ♪
♪ And watch the world go by ♪
♪ Ladies in the sun ♪
♪ Listenin' to the radio ♪
♪ Like flowers on the sand ♪
♪ The rainbow in my mind ♪
[retches]
[groans]
[exhales]
[grunts]
♪ I don't know when ♪
♪ I don't know where ♪
♪ I fell in love with you ♪
♪ In love with you ♪
♪ I don't know how ♪
♪ And I don't know why ♪
♪ Fell in love with you ♪
♪ In love with you... ♪
Can I help you with something?
Yeah, I, uh,
I think I have a fever.
[pharmacist] Did you check your temperature?
No. Do you sell thermometers?
We're out.
But I can check it for you.
Uh, yeah, that'd be great, thank you.
Oh.
♪ You let me in... ♪
Ooh! Yikes. [chuckles]
- Sorry. - Oh...
Thermometer?
Oh, yeah.
♪ That's the price you pay ♪
Ah.
Aha. Mm.
[thermometer beeps]
Nope. 98.6.
- Huh? - You're right on the money.
So weird.
Well, what are you feeling?
Um, I don't know, just, my chest is sore,
I've got, like, a hot thing going on.
And you know when your mouth gets like...
saliva-y, 'cause you feel like you're gonna puke?
Your chest is sore or, like...
your breasts?
I think...
I guess my breasts, but, like, same thing?
Any chance you could be pregnant?
- Pregnant? No. God, no. - [Gladys] Delivery!
- Thanks, Gladys. - [Gladys] Here you go.
Have a good one.
No, there's no way.
I-- The last time I had sex, the condom fell off,
but I took a Plan B, so there's...
All I know is, every time I get pregnant,
sore boobies tipped me off.
How many times is that?
Four.
That's impressive.
No. Five.
[laughs] Five.
[chuckles]
[bird screeching]
[Gia sighs]
[quietly] Oh, just look at the fucking test.
[wind blowing]
♪ contemplative music ♪
♪
[exhales]
♪
[breathing deeply]
[ringtone playing]
Hello?
[Kim] Uh. Hi.
My friend gave me this number.
- You're looking for stories? - Yeah.
A friend of mine texted me a picture of your sign.
Said you're looking for people in love triangles.
Yeah, I am, um...
I've got kind of a fucked-up story.
Well, I dig fucked up.
- What's your name? - Kim.
No way, that's my mother's name. How crazy.
Really? That's like, that's like, kind of kismet.
- Uh-huh. - So I, um,
I'm sort of having an affair
with my step-dad.
Oh.
- Oh, when did it start? - Oh.
Fuck. I was, like, 16.
[Gia] Uh-huh.
[Kim] I mean, that's when we fell in love.
But, like, nothing happened until, um...
He told me he wanted to wait until I was 18.
Okay. Um...
Uh, how old are you now?
Twenty-one.
Twenty-one. Wow. It's been going on this whole time?
Kim? [sniffles]
[Kim] Oh, sorry. I-I thought I heard my mom come in.
Oh. [chuckles, exhales]
[Kim] Um, yeah. The whole time.
It's been...
- I know this is gross. - No, God,
it's not gross at all.
It's just...
what we have is beautiful.
Well, look, I would love to hear the whole story.
[Kim] Is there any way we can do it in person?
Yeah, of course. [chuckles] Absolutely.
Where-where exactly are you?
- So, I'm in-- - [static]
[static, beeping]
Kim?
Kim?
Hello?
Fuck.
Kim? Hey, can you hear me?
Hello?
Fuck.
Kim?
- I'm in-- I'm in... [sighs] - [call beeps off]
Fuck!
Fuck.
- ♪ What are you saying? ♪ - [sighs]
♪ Do you think there's only one thing to do? ♪
♪ Is write a song about you now ♪
♪ Could make sense for other people, too ♪
♪ Why are you leaving? ♪
[recorded] This is Rody.
Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
- [beep] - Hey, it's Gia.
Look, I wanted to talk to you about...
about maybe getting more money.
♪ Mountains, mountains ♪
- ♪ And mountains and mountains ♪ - [children laughing]
- [squealing] - ♪ And mountains and mountains ♪
♪ And mountains ♪
♪ Since we met ♪
♪ We met, we met ♪
♪ We met, we met, we met ♪
♪ We met ♪
- ♪ There's... ♪ - [phone rings]
[Gia] Hello?
- Kim? - Yes.
Hi. I'm starting to feel stupid for calling you.
Honestly, I'm just... feeling lonely.
[Gia] You know, I am honestly feeling pretty lonely, too.
[Kim] It's... getting really dark.
Sometimes I feel... like...
- ♪ Song about you... ♪ - [Kim] I don't want to go on.
[Gia] Wait, wait, hold on, Kim.
Do not do anything to hurt yourself.
♪ And mountains ♪
- ♪ And mountains... - [Kim] I just...
don't think that I can keep...
[Gia] Yeah, you can.
I've been where you are. Just wait, okay?
I'm coming to you.
[Henry] Darling, you out there?
- [Kim] Okay. - [Gia] Promise me.
- [Henry] There she is. - [Kim] Yes.
- Doctor. - Babe.
- [chuckles softly] - [Kim] I promise.
♪ We met ♪
[Lina] Okay, he hasn't touched me in three months.
It'll be three months in 17 days. I have a calendar.
[woman] Oh, awful.
[Lina] I'll tell y'all this though--
that SOB has 17 days left to touch me or I am leaving.
[Karen] Yes.
On the nose?
It's been too long already.
- On the nose. - Bless you.
- 17 days and I'm done. - Bless you.
- [Karen] Done. - [Barbara] Yeah. Good.
Good. Good.
- [indistinct chatter] - Gia? Gia?
So, um, the other thing about Jeff
is he loves it when I put my finger in his butt.
- Oh. Oh, okay. - Do you think that means
- he's a little gay? - No, no, no, you're fine.
- Are you sure? - You're totally-- I promise.
- Yeah, you're good. - 'Cause I just--
- Don't worry. It's normal. - Okay.
- Yeah. - [engine starts]
- Shit. - [car door shuts]
[insects trilling]
- [sighs] - [phone chimes]
[phone ringing]
[Gia] Kim?
I-- That's, that's so wild.
I was actually just about to call you.
It's happening!
I'm getting my ducks in a row and I am coming
- to see you. - [shutter sound effect]
[Kim] Oh, my God! Thank you.
That makes me really happy.
- Hey. Scuse me. - Hey. How are ya?
Good, thanks.
Um, I need to sell a van.
[Kim] Can't wait for you to see Whitefish.
[Gia] I still can't effing believe you live in Whitefish.
[birds singing]
[Kim] Where should we meet?
Do you know that sushi spot in town?
- Wasabi? - Yeah.
Oh, yeah. Fuck yeah. Be there in five.
Oh, perfect! Okay, great. See you soon.
[country song playing]
♪
♪ I been searching for something... ♪
Drink for you.
- Thank you so much. - Mm-hmm.
Oh, I am so sorry. I c-- I'm-I'm pregnant.
- I can't even drink this. - Congrats.
Um... thank you.
Uh, can I get maybe, like, a green tea or something?
- Yes, of course. - Thanks.
Um, and this, too.
[sighs]
♪ Spent a lifetime searching for it... ♪
[entry bells jingle]
[door opens, closes]
[footsteps approaching]
[Jack] [sighs] You know, I had a whole,
like, a whole speech planned.
And now I don't know what to even think.
[stammers] The fuck are you doing here?
You know...
O-Oh, my God. You're Kim.
- No, Kim's-- - You are fucking Kim.
I can see you're gonna get mad.
Oh, my-- oh, my God.
Oh, my God, dude.
- What the fuck? - [stammers]
- What the actual fuck? - Well, hold on.
Hold on. Look, relax.
- Just-- Can you just give me-- - No, I'm not gonna rela--
I sold my fucking RV
so that I could come and, like, get a plane ticket
- to meet her here ASAP! - I understand.
I'm sorry! But you wouldn't call me back.
- Was I-- - There's a reason for that!
- What the fuck?! - Look, just give me
- a minute here. Stop. Just-- - God, you're such a creep.
- Oh, my God, you're a sociopath! - Will you put--
- Stop it! Come on! Ow! - Get off of me!
Let me explain something to you.
Ow!
- Whew! Ow. - Get off of me.
- Look, you're the one! - [groans]
Hey.
Hi.
- Is everything okay? - Yeah, she's good.
Stop.
[sighs]
[exhales]
- No. Stop. - [groans]
What the fuck, man?
Dude.
Like, this is so uncool.
[sighs]
What are you doing?
I'm fucking hungry!
[sighs]
♪ Let me burn at the stake... ♪
We're all right. [clears throat]
♪
No! No!
♪ Shoot me down and leave me here ♪
♪
♪ Let me burn at the stake ♪
♪
You know... [sighs]
You're just...
- ♪ Lay me in the ground ♪ - [chuckling]
You're fucking nuts, you know that?
- Mm. - Nuts. Nutso.
- Cuckoo. Crazy. [whistles] - Yeah, I'm nuts.
- I'm fucking nuts. - Yeah.
My entire fucking life is this book.
Everything. And you have me running around the country
chasing imaginary people?
And then you say I'm nuts?
Doesn't some part of you just, you know, think,
"Wow, this guy must really like me"?
No. No.
[Jack] Well, that was the fucking intention.
Kim thought it was super romantic.
Oh. Well...
fuck Kim.
You know, fuck you and fuck Kim.
[woman] Gosh.
[Gia] Yeah.
I am nuts.
Can I help you?
Would you like to join the conversation?
[man] Uh...
I am fucking insane.
And if everything you loved died before you were, like,
an actual fucking adult, you would be, too.
I am someone who literally-- I don't give a fuck.
I do not give two flying fucks,
and I will never fucking apologize to you.
[country rock song playing]
♪ Playin' my guitar... ♪
I didn't hear from you,
and...
I'm-I'm wrong...
...about a lot of things.
But I'm not-- I'm not wrong that this is right.
♪ I've seen you do everything you do... ♪
Well...
♪ Make it harder on... ♪
[sighs]
I don't want the distraction.
Gia, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm not trying to fuck anything up for you.
Get up. What--
[Jack] I am sorry.
Don't ever forgive me.
Just...
Just have sex with me.
I've come all this way.
[chuckling]
♪
♪ Seen you do everything you do ♪
♪ Make it harder on ♪
- [grunting] - [moaning]
[Jack] Yeah. Yeah.
- [moaning, panting] - [Jack] Oh. My God.
[moaning, panting]
[panting]
[Jack chuckling]
[panting]
- [grunts] - [chuckles]
- What? - [laughing]
What?
[laughing] It's just...
- What? - Nothing.
Just, orgasms, man.
- [chuckles] - What?
They're just, they're just fucking ridiculous.
- Like... - [laughs]
Like, the moment it's over,
I'm like...
what kind of fucking psycho am I, really?
- [both laughing] - What am I?
See, some guy once said, like,
it's like the smell of ketchup, like, after a burger?
You know, it's like, ew, get that fucking shit away from me.
[both laugh]
Stupid.
[exhales]
Mm.
I'm pregnant.
[scoffs] Well, shit. That was fast.
No, for real.
[chuckles softly]
What do you mean?
[laughs]
Uh, that I'm pregnant.
Like, seriously?
Yeah, from that night in New York,
with the lost condom.
Oh.
[Gia] Yeah.
[inhales deeply]
Well...
I don't know what your intentions are.
But if it were...
If it were up to me, I'd have a baby with you.
What?
Like, seriously.
- Oh, my God. - I'm not kidding, man.
I liked you the moment that I saw you
- watching porn in the bar. - You're insane. You're insane.
A lot.
I knew that I had to come out here and do
this crazy thing because I knew that, like, if you...
[sighs] If I didn't get to you soon,
you know, that you were gonna fall in love with some...
[laughs] ...like a carnie
or, like, rodeo clown.
I'm serious.
You know, you make me want to go to the Baby GAP.
- Oh! [laughing] - And get baby onesies.
- Shh! - And wash them with warm water.
- Stop talking. - And organic detergent.
Mmm.
- [both chuckle] - [Jack] I know.
Gia, you don't have to be alone anymore.
[inhales deeply]
Mm...
You can't promise me that.
I just did.
I'm just gonna keep on doing it until...
...you believe it.
♪ gentle music ♪
♪
[exhales]
[soft groan]
[hisses softly]
[soft groan]
[breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[heavy breathing]
Ow.
Fuck. [grunts]
[panting]
[moans]
[grunting]
♪ somber music ♪
♪
[whimpers]
[muffled grunt]
[grunting]
[whimpers]
[exhaling]
Fuck.
[grunting]
[inhales deeply]
[sobbing]
[grunting]
Fuck.
[panting]
♪
[sobbing quietly]
[exhales]
[panting]
[sobbing]
♪
♪
[birds singing]
[John Fogerty's "Rock and Roll Girls" playing]
- ♪ - [indistinct chatter]
Hey, how's that group thing going?
Um...
It's good actually, really good.
I think I found my first subject.
- For the book. Yeah. - Oh, that's great news.
- Yeah, who? - Lina.
Lina?
Yeah, your patient Lina.
My patient? No...
- Are you sure? - Mm-hmm.
Lina?
♪ Sweet as you will ever know... ♪
[Gia] Because at length, the lover leaves,
or someone loses interest.
But the tender moments of anticipation remain.
Like the way Lina can more easily remember
the beauty of snow falling than the gray slush that lingers.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ Time out of time... ♪
[Gia] More easily remember the beauty of snow falling
than the wet end of winter.
[Lina] Gia, thank you for coming.
[screams]
[both laugh]
[geese honking]
- That's impressive. - [chuckles]
I was pregnant last week.
- You-- What now, honey? - Mm.
Yeah, I lost the baby in a motel room.
I had no idea.
I didn't know you had a partner.
Oh, I don't. No, no.
There's...
the dad or whatever.
He was a guy that I liked, but...
it's over, I mean...
it would've been a total disaster anyway.
It's weird.
[chuckles]
[quietly] Gia?
- Oh, no. I'm-I'm fine. - Okay.
- It's like... - Come here.
It's a real thing.
You lost a family member.
And no one could see it,
so no one else thinks it's real. I know it.
- I know it, I know it. - [sniffles]
It's okay.
I know.
Okay.
I'm telling you, it's this place.
[both chuckle]
I'm sorry, I haven't really...
- you know... - Yeah.
- Sorry. - No, don't be sorry.
Are, are you kidding?
I-I didn't just go nutso over Aiden today.
I mean, like, it didn't come from nowhere.
'Cause... tomorrow.
What's tomorrow?
It's... Remember, I gave myself the deadline?
It'll be three months tomorrow. If Ed didn't touch me,
- I'd leave? - Yeah.
Are you gonna, are you gonna leave?
I mean, like...
Where am I going?
- [chuckles] - Yeah.
You know, I have the nicest house out of all the girls
I grew up with.
So if I leave...
If I want more...
But like, but, like...
- [phone chiming] - This is like...
...the first thing that's made me feel like
I could breathe in years.
- This man. - [Gia] Yeah.
- Sorry. - What is happening?
- Oh, my God. Whoa, dude! - Tell me everything.
I'm not saying any more about me
till you start saying something about you.
- [laughs] - Um...
- [Lina yelps] - Uh, I don't know what to say.
Uh, for the last decade,
everything around me has died.
My father, mother. I mean, she was, like...
a proper asshole, but...
- we were still close. - Yeah.
Mothers are a trip.
[whoops] Yes, they are.
Yeah, I don't know. I guess, like,
I was just excited, you know?
'Cause there was, like...
Like, having something grow inside of me and...
Whatever, but nothing I love ever lives,
so it's not like I was shocked.
Honey, you know that's not true.
Oh, shh.
[chuckles]
My God, Lina.
You're, like...
Wha...?
You're beautiful, you're so stunning.
- You have to get out of Indiana. - Uh-uh.
Come here.
Perfect. Okay, stay there.
- Okay. - Holy fuck, you're gorgeous!
[laughs]
[exhales, laughs]
- Thank you. Okay. - Okay, ready?
Oh, gosh, okay.
- Just be you. - Okay.
Okay, give me, like, your best, like...
- like, pout face. - Oh.
Like, the duck lips.
Yes, oh, my God!
Wow! Look pissed.
[laughs] Okay.
No, like, like I'm, like, Aiden's wife.
- [screams] - [both laugh]
Okay, now look like Aiden's gonna eat you out.
- [laughs] - Yes! You can do it.
Come on, I want to see your face.
I want to know what it's like.
Show me.
- [exhales] - Yes!
Oh, my God, Lina!
[Gia screams]
You're just, you're such a pretty, pretty girl.
- Oh, my God. - Thank you.
You're so beautiful happy.
You deserve to be happy, too, you know, little girl.
[Gia scoffs]
I'm fine.
[chuckles]
Lina?
Can I please tell your love story to the world?
Because it's, like, such a wonderful love story.
And I promise, like, I'll...
Just, would you consider it?
Heck, honey, it'd be my pleasure.
Really?
For real?
Oh, my God, I'll change
your name, I will do, I'll do everything--
I'm so tired of everyone telling me to keep this to myself.
- I want you to use my name. - [laughs]
Say my fucking name!
[both screaming]
Oh, my God!
♪ joyful music ♪
♪
♪
♪
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