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- * Looking up at the sky *

- What's the name of the town again?

- Tinahely. - Tinahely.

That's outside Dublin, right?

- Yeah, way outside. Where the post office

is also the grocery store.

Once I stepped in horse poop just so I'd have something to do

when I got home.

It looks green. - Yeah, it's very green.

And very different from here. - Yeah, well,

there's hardly any horse poop here.

- You don't need it.

There's street fairs and roof parties

and so many great restaurants.

Japanese, Italian, Korean, Indian--

just on this block. I mean, who needs to travel?

- Well, what's your favorite? - Hm, Mexican.

- Mexican? - We don't have any

Mexican food in Tinahely.

Another? - Well, that depends.

What time's your shift up tonight?

- I'm closing tonight. - Then yes,

I will have another.

You know I'm just gonna sit here every single night

until you're free, right? - You're sweet.

- Oh. - And drinking way too much.

- Hey! If that's what it takes to hang out with you,

then that's the price that I'm gonna pay.

- Well, I'm working the early shift tomorrow.

Maybe we could actually hang out somewhere

that doesn't compromise your liver or my tips.

- Perfect.

But just to be clear, here.

We're not gonna be just hanging out.

I am gonna take you on a proper date.

- Then I look forward to it.

- Hey, can we get some beers over here?

- You want me to kick his ass?

- You should probably go.

- For those of you who aren't aware,

sales of adult coloring books grew 12-fold last year.

- I thought it was just a fad, but it just keeps going.

And half the buyers are millennial women.

- Yes, your generation continues to elevate the culture.

Coloring, doodling, cannabis cookbooks.

- Ooh, maybe we could combine trends

and release a coloring book of pot plants.

It comes with, like, edible crayons.

The campaign could be, "This Coloring Bok is so Dope."

I'm done.

- Charles? - Yeah?

- I don't mean to step on Pauline's toes,

but I just want to be clear on my responsibilities...

for the company picnic at your house on Saturday.

- That's this Saturday?

Um, can you take charge of the preparations

like you did last year? - Of course.

We'll need rentals and catering.

Do you mind if I get a little wild this year

and serve Asian slaw? - Whatever you want.

And thank you, Diana. - Oh, my pleasure.

And I assume Pauline will be on the list?

- Um...

- Aren't all of our other authors invited?

- Uh, yeah.

So I suppose we should invite Pauline.

- And should I call her at... the house or...

- She's at her sister's. Send an email.

- That's gonna be awkward,

hosting a woman at her former home.

Luckily, you'll be there to look after her.

- How you feeling about Pauline coming back to New York?

- It's interesting.

- Julia said she's like a different woman.

Jazzed about that book she's written.

Says she seems really happy. - It's good to hear.

- You guys gonna try to work it out?

- I don't think so.

- Eh, look, I know what she did was crazy,

leaving you and the kids to go find her bliss

or whatever, but marriage is crazy.

I wish Julia would leave me for a year.

I'd welcome the break.

- It's not that simple.

There's someone else.

- What? Who?

- I'll tell you when I'm ready. I promise.

Just...please don't mention any of this to Julia right now.

- Believe me, she's the last person I'm gonna tell.

- I think Charles is seeing someone else.

- What? Why would you say that?

- Well, a friend said something and then I went online

and I saw these pictures of him at some benefit

with this gorgeous woman named Radha?

- Oh, that's over. - It is?

- Well, so-- so who is it, then?

- Pauline...

you know, I've got to stop you right there.

Am I here to gossip and speculate

about your husband or am I here to edit a book

which could have universal appeal and resonance

for many, many women?

'Cause if it's the second one, I'm all in.

- It's the second one, of course.

It's just I heard he might be seeing someone.

It's hard to shake it.

Sorry.

Let's get to work.

- Hey. - Hey.

Where you going? Hot date?

- Yeah, actually. I'm taking Clare out.

- Nice. No.

- No?

- Hey, do you own your tattoo designs

or does the person with the tattoo own it?

- I own 'em. I have the exclusive copyright

on a lot of flesh in this town.

- You know, you could design an adult coloring book.

- What do you mean? Like draw a bunch of

naked people doing stuff? - No!

Your tattoos in a book that people would color.

- And who would do that?

- 13 million people last year.

And I can guarantee you at least a $10,000 advance.

- Ten grand? - Yeah.

- There is not a whole lot that I wouldn't do

for ten grand. - Great.

I'm gonna run it by Liza. - Great.

- Still no. - Bye.

- Have fun.

- So, uh, tell me about this internship.

You're a tester? You just, like,

get to play games all day or what?

- I'm an intern, so I do whatever people ask me to do.

Anything from coffee to coding.

- That's so cool. - I love it.

I honestly feel so lucky.

I mean, even if nothing comes of it, I'm here now,

having the best time.

- Jalapenos? - Yes!

- Mild, hot, loco.

- Thank you.

- I'm actually a jalapeno virgin.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

- All right, go easy on these.

They're not messing around here.

- Okay, I'm going in. - That's the mild one.

- Eh?

- Nothing. - Nothing?

- Nothing. - All right.

- Climbing up?

- Not too bad. - It's getting there, though.

I see it.

- Okay, I'm going in. - Wait, wait.

Be careful. That is loco.

You sure about this? - I'm ready.

- Be careful.

- Oh, my God.

- Are you okay?

- Oh, my God. That is the hottest thing

I've ever eaten.

My mouth is on fire. - Sorry.

Wait! Hey!

I think we just popped your jalapeno.

- Mm-hmm.

- Mm, your lips are spicy.

- Should we stop? - No.

I kinda like it.

- You okay? - Mm-hmm.

- Yeah?

- Are you okay? - Ooh.

Yeah, I am just dandy.

- * Come and see *

Aah...

- What's wrong? - Ohh...aah...

Oh, it's like burning. - What is?

- Ohh, my dick. Ohh!

Ohh! My dick is on fire!

Aah! - Why?

- The peppers! The jalapenos!

Oh, my God, the pepper!

Your hands were all over the peppers!

- What are you doing?

- Ah, I'm swaddling. - Uh...

- Oh, my God, it's getting worse.

It's getting worse. I'm gonna jump in the shower.

- No! No! No! - Why?

- Water spreads the oils. Don't do that.

What are you looking up right now?

- Jalapeno dick? - What?

- There are a lot of entries, so we should feel

a little better about that, right?

- I think I'm gonna have to go to the hospital.

- Yogurt.

We need yogurt. - What?

Yogurt! Yo--Yes! +Right there!

- They all say "Kelsey." - Just grab the yogurt.

Come on! - Okay.

- What's it say to do? - Uh, saturate it.

Tots to tip. - Jesus. Oh, jeez.

- That'll do it.

Oh, my God so much better.

- I am so sorry. - It's okay.

It's okay.

Ohh. I bet this is the...

best first date you've ever had, huh?

- Oh, by far.

- It still looks a bit angry.

- Angry? - Well, defeated and blotchy.

- Hey. - Oh! Sorry.

- Oh, no, we weren't-- - No, no, no.

- Sorry. - It's none of my business.

Wait, wait.

Did you eat all my yogurt?

- Uh... I can honestly say I did not eat your yogurt.

- I'm so sorry. It was me.

Weird Irish girl with the dairy cravings.

I'll replace it. - Oh, that's okay.

Um, I talked to Liza and she is totally on board

with everything. - Wait, so I have a book deal?

- Yeah. - Wow!

- Oh, my God, that's amazing.

The ten grand thing? - Yeah.

- I thought you were joking. - Thanks, Kels.

So what's the next step? - Why don't you come

to the company picnic? You can meet everyone

and shake Charles' hand, button up the deal.

You've met Charles, right? - Uh, a couple times.

Yeah. - A picnic sounds fun.

- I don't know. - No, it's really not that bad.

There's food and drinks and when people

get nice and toasty, there's a potato sack race.

both: Ahh. - Drunk people in potato sacks.

Well, we have to go.

- I'll text you the address. Come!

- Maybe.

- You don't want to go.

- Nope. - Not a picnic guy?

- No, it's...

not that, I...

when I was dating Liza, I caught her kissing Charles.

Her boss, the one that Kelsey wants me to...

"shake hands with."

- God, I'm so sorry. That's horrible.

- What's worse was...

I was about to propose.

- Oh, you were gonna marry Liza?

- Past tense.

Past tense. - Okay.

Well, I think if you're ever really gonna move on...

- Mm-hmm? - Go to the picnic,

prove that you're the bigger man,

and get that $10,000 from his company.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- You're kinda smart, you know that?

- I do.

- Ow. - Oh...

- Yeah, not yet.

- Just gonna wait here.

- So the watermelon-eating contest will be followed

by the tug-of-war which you will referee.

- Ooh, great. When's the sack race?

- Potato sack race.

Make sure you use the "potato" preface.

Someone complained to HR that the word "sack"

in isolation is insensitive.

People are so easily triggered these days.

- Isn't that your ex?

- Oh, yeah, Josh. Um...

he's doing the adult coloring book for us.

I-I-I didn't realize he was coming.

- Hm, obviously, he's here to suck up to Charles.

And throw that willowy blond in your face.

- Actually, I introduced them.

- You set him up with a girl and a job?

- Hm. - Later we have to have a talk

about how not to be a doormat.

- That's him. That's Charles right there.

- All right, best behavior.

Remember, $10,000.

- Ahh, you made it. - Hey, we wouldn't miss it.

- Charles, you remember Josh

and this is his girlfriend, Clare.

- Nice to see ya. - Thanks for having us.

- Clare, nice to meet you. - Hey.

- Josh is so excited about doing a book

of his tattoos for us. - Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, honestly, when I first heard about it,

I thought it was a little lame.

- Until Kelsey explained what a gigantic market

there is for adult coloring books.

- Right. - She's not wrong

and tattoos give it a very millennial twist.

- Totally. - Millennials, yeah.+

- Well, uh, nice to see you, Josh.

Nice to meet you, Clare. Have fun today.

- You, too. - Thanks.

- Nicely done. - Thanks, babe.

- Liza, hi! - Pauline, hi.

- Hi.

Okay, be honest, sexy or needy?

- Oh, definitely sexy. - Okay.

kids: Mom! - Hi! Hi, guys.

You look so beautiful. - Liza.

- Hi. - You know the girls?

- She's our babysitter. - She is?

- You, uh-- You never mentioned that.

- Oh, I just pinch hit. - She's our favorite.

- Oh. - I'm sure she is.

- We should make wax hands. - One for mommy, one for Liza?

- Yeah. - Okay, come on.

- They're great kids. - Oh, thanks.

Bianca was just in diapers when we broke ground here.

- You built this place? - Oh, yeah.

Two years of my life, but did it on time and on budget.

- How'd you pull that off?

- I gave the general contractor a move-in date,

said if I had a certificate of occupancy in my hand by then,

I'd buy him an ATV. - Genius.

- Yeah, well, it's just basic bribery,

but, you know, it works.

- Do you want a quick tour? - Sure.

- I'll give you the ten cent tour.

- Okay.

- Lachlan. - Hello.

- Hi. - Sweetheart, I want you to meet

Kelsey Peters, my new editor.

This is my wife, Prina. - Prenup?

- "Pree-NA"

- Oh, sorry.

- Darling, would you like some wine?

- Lillet.

So, you're gonna be working closely with my husband?

- Yes. Yeah, very closely.

- Uh-huh.

No.

- It's so weird being back.

Charles and I used to host so many parties here.

We used to call it "Downton Grabby"

because we walked in on so many people--

- Doing it? - And doing it well.

- Oh, this is my favorite spot.

Oh, I just used to love spending time here with Charles

reading, drinking coffee just looking out at the grounds

And now I'm a guest.

He's even taken down all the pictures of me.

There has to be someone else, Liza.

Who is that?

- Uh, I don't know. - I mean, does she work

at Empirical is she someone--

- I have no idea, Pauline. - Oh, my God, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm not normally like this.

I swear. I just keep feeling like

the other shoe's gonna drop, you know?

Suddenly I'm gonna find out he's in love with some

hot, young yoga instructor.

I'm sure I sound crazy. - You don't sound crazy.

- Pauline, I'm so glad you could come.

- Oh, hi, Diana.

- I was hoping I could speak to you for a moment?

- Of course. - And Liza has a race

to officiate. - Oh!

Sorry, that was really loud. Wow. Okay.

Talk soon? - Yeah.

- Shall we? - Sure. Yes. Of course.

- Okay, up to the hedge and back.

Hopping only. No baby-step running.

And if you drop the sack, you're out.

- Hey, hey, just so you know,

I'm defending champion. - Okay.

Just so you know, I grew up next to a feedlot.

- Bring it on, country boy.

- I just want to assure you that while I may have

replaced you as hostess for this event,

that is the extent of it.

Nothing is going on between me and Charles.

I mean, there's tension, naturally,

but nothing has ever happened.

Ever.

- Thank you.

That...means a lot.

- Yeah.

- On your mark!

Get set!

- I'm sorry. You all right?

- * I just want to *

* Live my life *

* You just wanna throw *

* For a lifetime *

- Hey, look-- - It's on me.

- What the hell was that?

- Sorry, I just get competitive.

- So you punched him? Are you crazy?

- I guess I am. - Okay, well, that punch

just cost you $10,000. - I know.

But it was so worth it.

- Are you okay?

- He saw us in the Hamptons, didn't he?

- Yeah, I think he did.

- Then I guess I had that coming.

- Can I take a look?

- * We always knew *

* This was just a love *

* Passing through *

* Found it in a... *

- Don't go home tonight.

- * That we grew *

- We can't.

- My feelings for you haven't changed.

Nothing's changed.

- Charles, everything's changed.

- * Know that there's no future *

* Know I have to leave ya *

* But until I do *

* Push, pull me tight until it's over *

* Over *

* Satisfy and take me high until it's over *

- I'm really sorry about how all that went down.

- Hey, I have three brothers.

They settle all their disputes

by punching guys in the face.

- I do feel a lot better, though.

- Everywhere?

- Oh...

"Everywhere?"

- Think you can be a little late to the bar tonight?

- I already took the night off. - Ohh...

- Liza. - No one touched the Asian slaw.

So I'm gonna take it home and dump it.

- I'm freaking out.

Why would Josh have hit Charles?

- Charles and I had a moment in the Hamptons.

- What? - It was just a...

spontaneous, irresponsible--

- And Josh saw.

And that's why he didn't propose.

Holy shit, Liza.

- I know. - Did you sleep with him?

- No. - Good.

I'm gonna give you some advice.

Keep it that way.

Sleeping with the boss doesn't end well--

for any of us.