Original subtitles

(birds chirping) (dog barking)

- [Jean] My first day of kindergarten

I spilled juice on my mom's yellow shirt.

She yelled at me

because she had to take my dad to the airport

after she dropped me off and she was running late.

She said, "She was sorry,"

but I still remember I wouldn't give her a kiss

when we got to school.

Her face looked sad.

(Jean sighs)

I couldn't wait to see her after school that day

just so I could see her face look happy again.

She never came back.

(water splashing)

I waited by that fence 'til all those mommies got their kids

and mine never came.

I never got to see her face happy again.

(gentle jazz music)

♪ Ba-dum... ba-da ♪

(Paul groans)

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

- Jean?

That coffee?

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-ba-da-da ♪

(Jean sighs)

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-da-ba-da-da ♪

(sprinkler whirring)

- Quit calling me.

I don't have it.

Look, I don't really care about my credit report, okay?

It doesn't.

Yes, I have a job.

Of course I have job. (scoffs)

I'm in finance.

And let me tell you something,

things are not looking pretty.

No, no, not pretty at all.

In fact did you know that a meteor

is gonna hit our planet in 2019?

All right, but this, this is a really big waste of time

'cause I got things going on.

Stuff happening.

People leaving.

I, I am running a tight ship here, all right?

Shh, shh, do you hear that?

That's money calling,

and it's calling me, sir, okay?

Yeah, if you could hold on second that'd be great

'cause that's my other line, okay?

(phone beeps) (phone thuds)

Sucker.

(Viggo groans)

(Viggo groans)

(traffic humming)

- Are you painting?

- [Jean] No, Grandma, I haven't been painting. (laughs)

- Oh, that's a shame.

You're very good.

- I got busy.

♪ Ba ♪

- [Grams] I know all about being busy.

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-da-ba-da-da ♪

(insects chirping)

(rock music)

(group chattering)

♪ Always ♪

♪ Feels like I'm beneath you ♪

♪ Always ♪

♪ Feels I'm anchored to the ground ♪

♪ And that's closer than you've ever been ♪

♪ To crawling from this hole I'm in ♪

♪ And I keep laughing at the world inside ♪

- Oh, hey, Paul.

♪ This was ♪

- Where's, uh, where's Jean?

- Great.

How was your day?

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

♪ And it's a bit of a letdown ♪

♪ Inside ♪

Jesus Christ.

- (laughs) I know, it's funny.

- What's so funny about that, Gabby?

And you guys were suppose to be here at seven o'clock,

what happened with that?

- Well, we got here earlier.

- Yeah, it's apparent.

Can I get a beer please?

♪ Lie ♪

♪ Yeah, it's closer than you've ever been ♪

♪ To crawling from this hole I'm in ♪

♪ And I keep laughing at the world inside ♪

♪ This was not my life ♪

- Hi.

- What do you take me for some kind of fucking idiot?

- (laughs) What?

- [Paul] If this place is the kind of shit

you're interested in,

I don't need to get in touch with you, okay?

Fuck Dr. Grove and his bullshit.

♪ Over ♪

- Why are you wearing that sweater? (laughs)

- You bought it for me, Jean.

- Oh. - What difference

does it make? - Don't like it anymore.

- [Paul] You know what?

We're out of here.

Let's get out of here. - Just.

I don't wanna go.

I wanna stay.

Can't you do what I wanna do for five minutes even?

- [Paul] (scoffs) What you like making me watch you

practically fuck some guy on the dance floor

is that what it is?

- Oh, Dr. Grove was so right.

He couldn't pry your mind open with a crowbar.

- You know what?

We are leaving now.

Let's- - Oh, will the real Paul

please stand up.

- [Paul] What is your fucking problem?

- You know what, just take it easy, okay?

You're acting like a jerk.

- No, you're acting like a fucking jerk, okay?

- Fuck you.

♪ Ever been ♪

Ow!

You know what?

Leave me alone.

♪ From this hole I'm in ♪

♪ And I keep laughing at the world inside ♪

♪ This was not ♪

- What the fuck is wrong with you, Jean?

- Nothing.

God, just leave me- - A minute.

- Just stop it.

(Paul grunts)

(Jean laughs)

- You're fucking bombed aren't you?

- Oh, whatever, just, hey, just relax.

No one's going anywhere, okay?

Just I'll see you at home later.

- You know I thought you were gonna stop

by the office today for lunch.

- I got stuck at the store with Gabby.

- You never come by anymore, Jean, you know that right?

- Look, Paul, I don't wanna have

a serious conversation right now, okay?

So I'll see you at home later.

♪ Inside me ♪

♪ I never meant to achieve ♪

♪ We're out of options ♪

♪ Waiting for help ♪

♪ When I, when I don't really need it ♪

♪ This is a way to play your heart with me ♪

♪ I'm pretending to drown ♪

♪ So that you would come and save me ♪

♪ I'm pretending to drown ♪

♪ So that you would come and save me ♪

♪ And I never take too much ♪

♪ And I never was sleeping in my car ♪

♪ Things I would say ♪

♪ To try and keep you forever ♪

♪ Forever's a place that's here ♪

♪ That's rolled up inside you ♪

♪ And the more that I wither away ♪

♪ The more you need ♪

♪ I'm pretending to drown ♪

♪ So that you would come and save me ♪

♪ I'm pretending to drown ♪

♪ So that you come and justify yourself ♪

♪ I'm pretending to drown ♪

♪ So that you will stay inside me ♪

♪ I'm pretending to drown ♪

♪ So that you will come save me ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

(sprinkler whirring)

♪ Oh ♪

♪ And it's all so sick and vain ♪

(birds chirping)

(chimes ringing)

(clock ticking)

(sighs) Shit.

Morning.

- Hey.

Nice outfit.

(Jean laughs)

- [Jean] What are you doing?

- Waiting for you.

- Hmm, where's the bathroom?

- Pick a tree.

- Oh.

Okay. (chuckles)

Bad dog.

Go.

Get out of here.

(dog panting)

(Jean scoffs)

Come on, you. (scoffs)

(upbeat music)

(group chattering)

- You happy? - Oh, yeah, yeah, for now.

- Very cool.

That'd be very, very cool.

What about you?

When's the last time you were really happy?

- And knew it at the time.

- Oh, I don't know.

I mean, I have no idea.

I, I just spent this amazing night

with this guys who's definitely kind of different,

and I didn't really stop to think about it,

because you know then you open

that whole can of springy snakes, you know what I mean?

(laughs) Oh, boy.

Wow, I don't normally do that,

talk to strangers about sex or anything else.

- No. - Sorry.

- You know I read in "Chicken Soup for the Soul"

that verbal vomiting to strangers

is actually really good for you.

- Yeah, don't worry about it.

What can I get for you?

- (sighs) Uh, some green tea with-

- [Waiter] Honey poured in the bottom

before the water to go.

- Yeah.

How'd you do that?

- Ah, one of his way too many hidden talents.

- It's amazing.

- Yeah, my parents are real proud.

(birds chirping)

(door clicks)

(door bangs)

(footsteps tapping)

- Morning.

- So what were you doing in Topanga?

- I stayed at Gabby's.

- Oh, really, then what are you doing

with cup from Topanga's Finest?

- They have 'em in Santa Monica.

- Yeah, I don't thing so.

- Whatever.

- I want you to pack your bags,

and, uh, go to Gabby's for a while.

- Fine.

- No, I want you to pack your bags, and move out right now.

- I heard you the first time.

(sprinkler whirring)

- You're unbelievable.

You're unbelievable, you spend the night someplace else.

No, I'll help you.

- One night I fucking leave this spick and span house

you give me shit.

- Here's all your shit.

- Stop throwing my stuff.

Please, just leave me alone for a minute.

- [Paul] Will you just get out of here right now?

- Fine.

You don't grab me.

Just stop touching me, okay?

I'm getting out.

- Jean, look.

- I said don't grab me again!

Stop it, okay?

Jesus Christ!

Just lay off!

I don't have my keys, and my toothbrush, and my shit.

(bag thuds)

I, I go one night, I just wanna have some fun for once.

I sit here in this stupid house

waiting for you to come home from work every day

and I don't get anything.

And you can't just go with the flow for once.

Just stop it.

Shit.

(Jean crying)

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

I hate you.

♪ Da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba ♪

- What is going on with you, Jean?

- Nothing.

- Where were you last night?

- At Gabrielle's.

- That's bullshit, Jean, you know it.

- Call her if you don't believe me.

- You know you never lied to me before,

I don't know why you're doing it now.

(Jean sighs)

- 'Cause I'm not happy.

- What with me?

- I don't know.

Not just you, Paul.

I have you, I have Grandma, I have Gabby,

you're all parts of my life

and I still don't feel whole.

The whole thing just feels fragmented.

And I haven't stopped to figure out why

or deal with anything else for that matter for so long

it's, it's catching up with me.

And you make,

you just make it worse.

You make me feel incapable of dealing with that

or anything else for that matter.

And the sick thing is I think you like it that way.

- Come on. - That's really fucked up.

- Jean, you're not incapable.

You're just, you're just no good

at following through with things

♪ Ba-da-ba ♪

that's all.

- Forget I said anything.

(rock music)

- The north church tower as a signal light,

one if by land and and two if by sea,

and I on the opposite shore.

- Hey, guys, what's going on?

- Hey, Claudia. - Hey, hey.

- I thought I told you to call before you come over.

- I wanted to see you.

- I can't right now.

Can't you see we're in the middle of a meeting.

- I brought your laundry.

- Just put it inside.

- I will in a minute.

Can I hang for a while?

- No, Claudia, I'll call you, all right?

- Well, see I was thinking that

maybe you and I since I got off work

could sort of replay what we were doing-

- No, no, look, I, I need to be creative today, all right?

I don't want any distractions.

- [Claudia] What are you doing?

(lighter clicks) (water bubbling)

- I don't know,

but I think we're about to come up with something.

Something's that's gonna change our lives.

- And what is that?

- I don't know something.

But the more you ask the more

I'm gonna forget it, all right?

Now can you just go home

before I forget the entire the plan?

Jesus.

- But I can be like your muse or something.

- No.

- Well, why the hell not, Viggo?

- Because you're not the muse type.

- (scoffs) Christ.

Viggo, whatever.

You should know I shaved it all off for you this morning.

- (scoffs) Just go home.

- Well, I could if you're sure

you don't really wanna see it

before your meeting of the minds commences.

(man coughs)

- I don't.

- I'll check it out.

- And you know, Viggo.

(scoffs)

- What the hell?

What is your major malfunction?

- [Claudia] Go to hell.

- Dude.

Can we fold that for you brother?

- What are you laughing at?

No, and fuck you.

(car engine revving)

(car engine roaring)

- They also said in the article,

"That every planet in our solar system

has a specific function."

For example Jupiter is like our space junk vacuum cleaner.

And if it wasn't for Jupiter

we'd be getting hit my meteors all day long.

- I think you were right.

I'm gonna go stay at Gabby for a few days.

- [Paul] Why?

- Space will be good for us.

- What are you talking about, Jean?

- I need to get some perspective.

I just, it'll just be for a few days.

- [Paul] Dammit.

I want you to get out of the car.

- What?

- [Paul] Get out of the car, Jean.

- Paul, we're in the middle

of the fucking road for god's sake.

What are you talking about?

- I don't care.

Call some of your friends.

I'm not interested in a woman that sleeps around.

Get out of the car right now.

Get out.

(car door clicks)

(car door beeping)

(car door bangs)

(upbeat rock music)

♪ There's a swingin' hula girl that waits for me ♪

- A flower.

♪ Her eyes are softer ♪

- [Viggo] What kind?

♪ Moonlight on the sand ♪

- A rhododendron. (laughs)

- [Viggo] A what?

- A rhododendron. - What the hell?

What, what the hell is that?

- [Jean] I don't know, it's a kind of flower.

You didn't tell me how to tell you what kind.

- Well, you do.

Here what's this?

♪ That way ♪

♪ Your moves excite me, I want you I mean nightly ♪

♪ Do you think ♪

- A house?

♪ Be your hula man some day ♪

- Nope.

- What is it?

- I'm connecting your moles.

- (scoffs) Come.

- What?

What?

Look, they're beautiful.

- Yeah.

- It's a sign of creativity, you know?

And you must be very creative.

- [Jean] (laughing) Okay.

- What?

Fucker.

♪ My swingin' hula ♪

(insects chirping)

(dial tone humming)

(phone beeping)

(phone ringing)

- [Operator] Thank you for calling.

Please dial your password.

(button clicks)

(phone beeping)

Your password does not match your mailbox number.

Dial your password.

(phone thuds)

(gentle upbeat rock music)

- Do you know they found a new solar system?

- Huh.

- Jupiter's our space junk vacuum cleaner.

- Oh.

- If it weren't for Jupiter

we'd be hit by meteors all day long.

♪ My swingin' hula, I'm actin' like a fool-a ♪

♪ Where did you go to school ♪

- Wanna get a drink?

♪ To learn to dance that way ♪

- Where?

- Down in the canyon.

♪ I want you I mean nightly ♪

♪ Do you think ♪

- Sure.

♪ Be your hula man some day ♪

- Come on.

♪ My swingin' hula, I'm actin' like a fool-a ♪

♪ Where did you go to school-a to learn to dance that way ♪

♪ Your moves excite me ♪

♪ Baby right again ♪

♪ Sitting on top of the world ♪

♪ And I'll carry you away ♪

♪ Babe, you felt lonely again ♪

♪ Don't look back there's nothing left to see ♪

- Hey, Viggo, what's up?

- Hey, hey, thanks for the laundry.

- Yeah, yeah, you're welcome.

So, um, is that your new girlfriend?

♪ And it's so long ♪

♪ Play that song ♪

- I like her.

- So what about us?

You still want us?

- I mean never say never I guess.

I don't know.

Here come here.

Jean.

This is Claudia.

Claudia, Jean.

- Hey.

Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you too.

- [Man] Dude, come on, we're playing a game here.

It's your shot.

- Yeah, dude, go.

Make your shot.

♪ You're in love with him ♪

- You really like him don't you?

- Yeah, yeah, I do.

He's a breath of fresh air.

♪ Know what you're doing ♪

- Don't I know it.

Honey, let's you and me take a shot.

What do you say?

- Okay.

- Tina, two tequila shots.

♪ Come a long way here ♪

♪ Forget your past and tell me what do you see ♪

♪ Is it with you at the same time ♪

- I gotta ask, do you have any other girlfriends

that look like you?

(Jean laughs)

- Thank you.

Yeah, yeah, my friend Gabby.

You like blondes?

- Yeah, of course.

- Do a double date.

- That sounds great.

I mean as long as she knows that I'm,

I just got out of prison a month ago.

- What'd you do?

- Just a misdemeanor dealing.

I mean it was pot, it was nothing big.

- At least you're out now.

- Yes.

- Did you have fun?

- Yeah.

- Yeah? - Yeah, I did.

Your friends are cool.

It's nice to be around people

who don't seem to have anything to prove for once.

- I think they liked you.

- You think so?

- Yeah, but even if they didn't fuck 'em.

(Jean laughs)

- Thank you. (laughs)

(insects chirping)

(phone beeps)

(phone beeping)

- [Operator] Your password does not

match your mailbox number.

Dial your password and press pound.

(phone beeping)

Your password does not match-

- I heard you the first time. - Your mailbox number.

Dial your password and press pound.

(phone beeping)

Dial your area code.

(Paul sighs) (phone thuds)

(Paul sighs)

- How do you do this?

- [Viggo] What?

- That, this.

(gentle rock music)

Viggo, I can't.

I shouldn't.

- [Viggo] Oh, but you should.

- Ah, it gives me a headache.

- Come on.

In wine there is truth.

- Ugh. (laughs)

Shouldn't have done that.

- It's not like the sun's not gonna come up tomorrow.

- Yeah, but I may not get up tomorrow.

(Viggo laughs)

- And besides I get a headache,

and then I regret, and then I regret regretting.

Then I get another headache.

(Viggo laughs)

- There's plenty of time for regret when you're dead.

- Ain't that the truth.

- The truth.

The truth is if you're not happy but you have everything,

everything turns to shit.

But if you're happy and you have nothing,

nothing turns to shit.

(Jean laughing)

- You should have your own TV show.

- No.

Like yeah, I should, you're right.

No, I shouldn't.

I'm a private guy.

I only share with people I'm intimate with.

- And I feel privileged.

(Jean laughs)

(car engine roaring)

(birds chirping)

(car door clicks)

(car door bangs)

- [Landlord Vincent] Good morning, children.

- [Viggo] Morning.

Rent, right?

- How ya doing?

- [Viggo] I'm fine.

Um, Friday we're gonna have it, Friday.

We're, we're working on this truck here,

we're gonna take apart.

- Viggo, I don't wanna hear anymore.

- I know, but- - You guys own me

three months rent.

- [Viggo] I'm just saying we're, we're gonna,

we're taking the parts off,

and we're gonna sell 'em on Ebay.

And this things worth a lot of money in parts.

I'm just saying it's worth more in-

- You're worth more in parts.

- Look- - Viggo.

- [Viggo] Hold on a second.

- I can give you money.

How much do you need?

- 1500.

- No problem.

- I can pay you back on Friday.

- Shh, get out of here.

You going somewhere on me?

- Hey.

You are awesome.

- Go.

(Jean sighs)

(buttons clicking)

- [Operator] You have five saved messages.

To review press one.

First saved message.

- [Viggo] Hey, sexy.

I'm done with my shit.

Um, if you want I can meet you down at the canyon

or at your house.

Uh, either way I'm easy, you know that.

- Assholes.

Jesus Christ.

(Paul scoffs)

- [Gina] Yes.

- Gina, I'm going to lunch, okay?

- [Gina] Okay.

(gentle upbeat jazz music)

(door bangs)

- Whoa.

What'd you guys get robbed?

- Watch this.

(hands clapping)

- Cool. - Fancy.

Just let me grab a few things.

I don't wanna be here too long.

- That's cool.

(fridge door bangs)

(Viggo sighs)

(picture thuds)

(hands clapping)

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

(hands clapping)

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

Wow, some people just don't know what they have.

- [Jean] (scoffs) What does that mean?

- Well, it's amazing all this luxury.

♪ Ba-da ♪

- [Jean] It doesn't mean anything.

(Viggo whistling)

- (laughs) There's an echo in here.

Do you know that America has 80% of the world's bathrooms?

- No.

- [Viggo] Whoa.

Who lives there?

- Nobody, it's a spec house.

- A what?

What's that?

- How do you know that America

has 80% of the world's bathrooms

and you don't know what a spec house is?

- I also know that 2500 left-handed people

are killed every year using right-handed tools.

So what is it?

- It's, it's just a house that they build

and hope somebody would buy it.

- So it sits there empty?

Nobody in it?

- Yeah.

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

- Huh, is that so?

♪ Da ♪

- Get out of here.

I wanna get going.

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

(car engine humming)

(birds chirping)

(car door clicks)

(car door bangs)

(Jean laughing)

- [Paul] (laughs) I knew it.

- Hey, sorry, man, I just came along for the ride.

- [Paul] Oh, yeah, you enjoying it?

- That's what it's all about, man, the journey.

- Jean, I wanna talk to you right now.

He's a fucking loser, Jean, can't you see that?

- [Jean] You don't know anything about him.

- What about us, huh?

What about our marriage is it over?

- Paul, don't be like that.

I never said it was over.

(Jean sighs)

I love you.

I just, I don't love us.

I feel like I can't,

I just feel like I can't breathe anymore.

Would you quit pacing, please?

God, don't you get it?

I feel like I can't breath around you anymore.

- What Jesus boy teaching you breathing exercises

is that it?

- I can't have this conversation with you.

Man.

- [Paul] Is he fucking you?

- Paul.

- [Paul] What?

You bring this asshole into my house

and I'm not suppose to say anything about it?

- Your house?

Your house?

How do you figure that?

You're never even here anymore.

- [Paul] Yeah, because I work,

which is more than I can say for him.

(chuckles) You planned on this didn't you?

- Oh, God.

- You plan on a lot of things

thinking I'm some fucking idiot who doesn't see shit.

Now answer my question,

are you fucking him?

- Yeah, I fuck him all the time.

I can't get enough of him.

(hand slaps)

You don't have anything better than that?

Get away from me, Paul.

Get off of me! - And act like this.

- Stop! - Hey, hey, hey,

get off her!

(Paul grunting)

- [Jean] Stop it you guys.

- You like hitting girls? - Get off me!

- Come on you guys. - Huh, is that it?

- [Jean] Stop it!

- (groaning) Are you bitting me?

He's bitting me.

What is your malfunction?

- You guys.

- Say you're sorry. - Stop it!

- Get off me! - Say it.

- No! - Say it!

(Paul groaning)

Say it!

Huh?

Big man.

- Get the fuck off me! - Like to hit girls, huh?

- [Jean] For God's sake.

This is crazy.

Oh, my god.

- Can you say anger management?

- I don't know, Eric, what's the point?

- It's simple monkey see monkey do.

You want her back in your bed

then take my advice and watch the bum.

He obviously knows something you don't.

- You know she's not a bad person, Eric.

She just doesn't know what she wants.

- Women never know what they want.

All they know is to test the nest.

And if the nest is good they'll stay,

and if they see some sign of weakness they're out of there.

They'll test you all day long until you die.

So all you gotta say is that everything is under control.

- What are you talking about, Eric?

She's fucking another guy.

- So?

She's not leaving you for him.

She's using him as a pawn.

She was dying at home, going crazy.

You ignored and that's what happened.

- I didn't ignore her.

- Come on, Paul, you know you ignore her.

I even heard you ignoring her phone calls as the office.

- Yeah, because she was calling me 50 times a day.

What are you doing?

What are you, come on. - That's my point.

Why was she calling you 50 times a day?

She was bored.

That's your problem.

- [Paul] No, that's her problem.

- No, that's your problem now.

You married her, so that's your problem.

So there is a crisis you can handle it.

Just love her.

Be there for her.

- Eric, how am I gonna be there for her

when she's with somebody else?

- You just don't get it.

- No, you don't get it.

Hey, what do you know about American women anyway?

You're a Frenchy for god's sake.

- American women, they are more insecure

than in any other country.

They don't know what they want anymore.

They wanted their careers

and now they don't know what to do with them.

They want kids, but not really.

They want to control the men, but not really.

They want to stay at home, but not really.

They want a new dad, but not really.

So what happens?

American men they start dating Asian women, Latin women,

and all the white girls are single selling real estate.

- (laughs) You're hilarious, man.

You're crazy.

- I don't know that, but, uh, just watch her,

and don't complain, don't explain.

- Is there anything else?

- [Eric] You got to give me two hours of your time

for that kind of advice.

- Yeah, right, that'll never happen.

- Just have some kids.

- We've tried.

She's had two miscarriages already.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

- Listen, it's not all that black and white.

- I know that.

Maybe you, uh, maybe you married

the ideal Jean instead of Jean.

You're very visual.

That can backfire.

(Jean chattering)

- I guess.

(knuckles tapping)

(door creaking)

- Hey, Grams.

Oh.

Oh.

(Jean and Grams laughing)

Grams, this is Viggo.

Viggo, this is my Grams.

- Hey.

- What a nice looking young man.

- Yeah.

Come on.

- You can sit down.

- I'm, I'm cool.

Thanks.

- So Grams, how are you doing?

How's your new painting class?

Oh, is that the old house?

- It looks like the old house, doesn't it?

But it doesn't have the swing in front.

- It had a swing?

I don't remember that.

- Silly, you broke your arm on it,

so Father took it down.

(sighs) I told him again and again,

you were going to get hurt on that thing,

but he never would listen to a word I said.

- Grandma.

It's your favorite.

(Grams laughs)

- Smart girl.

I knew it from the day you were born.

(Grams laughs)

You're right, these are my favorites.

- Oh, trust me. (laughs)

Grams used to make me

so many gingersnap and peanut butter cookies

every day after school.

Ate way too many of them.

- [Grams] Oh, I didn't know you remembered that.

- Of course I did.

- Did you bring a friend?

- Yeah, I'm sorry.

Grams, this is Viggo.

Viggo, this is Grams.

- Hello.

- He's a nice looking young man.

- Yes, he is.

(insects chirping) (thunder rumbling)

(rain pattering)

(Viggo sighs)

- What's the matter?

What is it, what is it?

- Thank you for taking me today.

- Oh, you're welcome.

- I don't go as often as I should.

- I know.

I mean I don't know, but I hate those places too.

- It's not that, I just hate seeing her there.

- Yeah.

Hey, so was that the, uh, the house that you grew up in

from the painting on the wall?

- No.

She thinks I'm my mom sometimes.

- (laughs) Must be kind of confusing

if you guys ever show up together. (laughs)

- Not really.

My mom passed away when I was little.

- I'm sorry, I didn't know.

- No worries.

Happened a long time ago,

so I've had a long time to get used the idea.

- You're going down.

(Jean laughs)

Suck it.

Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck, suck.

(Jean and Viggo laughing)

You didn't finish it.

(Jean laughing)

- [Jean] Nice.

(Viggo and Jean laughing)

(birds chirping)

(fingers snap)

Come on.

Get your ball.

Now come on back.

Come on.

Come on.

(buttons clicking)

- Hey, babe, what's up?

(sighs) I know, I know, I'm sorry.

Listen, this is why I'm calling,

since I might as well get used to the idea of you guys

being together if we're gonna stay friends,

um, I was thinking that maybe you'd wanna come

to the house for dinner tonight,

and you can, uh, you can bring Virgo if you want.

- Viggo. (laughs)

Uh.

Actually you know what, that sounds nice.

Maybe we could talk for once.

I'm not bringing Viggo, Paul.

Jesus.

- Okay, I'll, uh, I'll talk to you later.

- Okay. - Bye.

(phone beeps)

- Not gonna bring Viggo where?

- (laughs) Hey, you.

Paul inviting us up to the house

for a little friendly dinner.

I told him, "I'd go by myself."

- Why?

I can handle him, baby.

He knows we're together, right?

So come on, let's call his bluff,

see what he's cooking up.

- Okay.

- We are together aren't we, Jean?

- Yeah, Viggo, of course it's not that.

Just- - Come on.

Face those demons head on.

(Jean laughs)

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

(gentle rock music) (group chattering)

♪ I may as forget ♪

♪ That you have always been there for me ♪

♪ But you denied it ♪

♪ Left abandoned ♪

♪ And never hurt me ♪

♪ So why did you leave me alone ♪

♪ When love won't fade away ♪

- Wow.

♪ Won't I go ♪

- [Star] It's called, "A hundred penises".

Not literally of course, but.

- I know you.

- I know you.

- Topanga's Finest, right? - Verbal vomiting.

- Oh, yeah. - I'm sorry, I'm Star.

- I'm Jean, nice to meet you.

- [Star] Nice to meet you.

- So you did this?

- [Star] Yeah, it's my latest.

- Wow, I mean, it's really-

- Wait, because if you say interesting,

I, I'm gonna have to slit your throat

and then that just gets messy.

- [Jean] No. (laughs)

No, I actually really like it.

I mean color's is great,

and it's really ballsy.

- No pun intended. - Yeah, exactly.

Do you make a living doing that?

- [Star] Yeah.

I cocktail too two nights a week but.

- Oh, man, I know that route.

I served during college.

Try waitressing with a bunch of drunk frat boys

in short shorts and a white t-shirt.

- At least you get to wear something.

Just kidding.

(Jean and Star laughing)

It's not too hard to believe though is it?

- [Jean] No, I didn't mean that, that at all.

- No, it's fine.

I mean, you know I've obviously gotten used to people

making assumptions about me.

It's not really a big deal.

- Then you're hanging out with the wrong people.

I mean you're really talented.

You obviously have a lot going on there.

- Really? - Yeah.

Don't listen to anyone who tells you otherwise.

Actually do you wanna come to dinner tonight?

- [Star] Um.

- I mean it's definitely gonna be interesting,

I promise you that.

Fodder for some inspiration.

(Star laughs)

- [Star] You know what?

Sure.

- Cool.

All right, let me try my dress.

- Okay, great. - Come on.

(woman vocalizing)

(slow tempo jazz music)

It's good as usual, Paul.

- I'm happy I can provide.

- He's the cook in the family.

Nice.

- Thanks.

I'll save that for later.

(Jean laughs)

- Um, I, I just wanted to say that I'm really amazed

at how well you're handling everything.

- Thank you, Star.

- Well, I just mean that you must be really, um, patient.

(Paul laughs)

- You know, Star, one has to think spacious nowadays.

- That is so Buddhist.

- [Paul] Buddhist, really?

- Yeah, I'm studying to be one right now.

- [Paul] That's exciting.

- Nah, excuse me, I'm sorry,

um, religion should be a personal experience.

Whenever you got a bunch of people together

in the same place talking about it

things start to smell funny.

- Well, I wasn't talking to you.

You know what?

I learned how to chant.

I could do it for you right now.

Do, do you wanna hear it?

- Sure. - No.

- Sure. - Uh-uh.

Nobody wants to hear you chant, Star.

- Paul does.

Don't you, Paul?

- You know if you wanna chant, my love,

please, go right ahead.

- Hang on.

- Um, easy on the wine there.

- In wine there is truth.

You told me that.

Na-me-ah-ha-ray-ka-ku, na-me-ah-ha-ray-ka-ku,

na-me-ah-ha-ray-ka-ku, na-me-ah-ha-ray-kay-ku,

na-me-ah-ha-ray-ka-ku, na-me-ah-ha-ray-kay-ku,

na-me-ah-ha-ray-ka-ku, na-me-ah-ha-ray-kay-ku,

na-me-ah-ha-ray-ka-ku, na-me-ah-ha-ray-kay-ku,

na-me-ah-ha-ray-ka-ku, na-me-ah-

- I totally get it now.

- You? - Yeah.

Totally get it. - Yeah.

- Yeah. - Really?

- I got it the first time.

- Oh, that's, how long have you been studying?

- [Star] Uh, a week. (giggles)

- Wow. - Yeah.

Yeah.

(insects chirping)

- Oh, shit.

Pushing the cork.

What you looking at?

- Something I used to do.

- What's that?

- Used to paint and sketch a lot.

- Used to, what happened?

- Ran out of paint.

♪ Ba ♪

(Viggo laughs)

- Here, here.

- Oh, no, I've had enough wine.

- Okay.

♪ Ba ♪

Are you in a bad mood?

- No, not at all.

- Yes, you are.

- Don't tell me what I am

'cause that'll get me in a mad mood.

Can't believe I agreed to this stupidity.

- Well, here we are now.

Okay, shitty kitty, I'm going for a walk.

- Don't get arrested.

- [Viggo] What is that suppose to mean?

- It's called Neighborhood Watch.

- [Viggo] Yeah, that's cute.

Don't worry about me.

- No worries here.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Do you have toothpaste?

I. - Yeah.

- Travel prepared.

- He sleeping?

- Um, no, he's actually awake.

(water splashing)

Thanks. - Bye.

(water splashing)

(insects chirping)

Hi.

- So uh, where is he?

- Went for a walk.

- Where?

- Around here.

Why is that so funny?

- That's not what I'm smiling about.

- Oh.

How was she?

- Great.

- Great.

- Yep.

- [Star] Oh, sorry, I can.

- No, don't.

Sit down. (laughs)

- Where's Viggo?

- Uh, Viggo went for a walk.

- What for?

- (laughs) I think he's, uh,

looking to buy some property in the area.

- Wow, that's mean.

See that's what I love about you,

always manage to put other people down.

- Now, now, Jean, you know that

I can probably figure out a few things

about you that I don't like.

- See, can't even take criticism

without opening your big fat mouth.

- Um. - That's right.

- Did, did you really mean all that stuff

that you said in the coffee shop?

- Yeah.

- You wanna know a secret?

- Sure.

(Paul laughs)

- I, uh, I'm gonna give you guys your space.

- Okay.

I have always wanted to go back to school

to learn how to build elevators.

- Elevators? (laughs)

Why elevators?

I'm sure you could, but why?

- 'Cause they lift you up.

Think about it, just push one button and boom,

you're automatically up.

Especially the glass ones that go really high

and you can just watch the world

get smaller, and smaller, and smaller.

I know it sounds kind of dumb

that's why I never tell anybody.

- I don't think it sounds dumb at all.

I could really use an elevator right about now.

I'm late.

- Pregnant?

- Maybe.

- Is it Viggo's?

- I don't know.

(moans) My Grams used to do that.

(Jean chuckles)

Every night before I went to bed.

- Oh, that's sweet.

- Yeah, she's great.

She'd die if she saw what was going on.

I used to think she was so backward

about all of her old fashioned ideas

when I was growing up.

She used to make me wear a skirt every day until I was 17,

and she learned I was taking them off

the minute I got to school.

- Did you live with her?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- She raised me after my parents died.

- Wow, both of them died?

- Yeah, car accident when I was five.

- So sorry.

(owl hooting)

- No, Paul, go to the other bed.

- This is my bed, Jean.

- Oh, come on, don't be difficult, Paul.

- (scoffs) You've got to be kidding me.

- Will you turn off the light when you leave too?

- Yeah.

(Jean scoffs)

- Jesus.

- So stupid.

(door bangs)

- Hey, baby.

You feeling better?

- Not not, dude, I have a headache.

- Whoa, hey, what the fuck?

Where's Jean?

- I want everybody out in the morning.

- What?

Hey, no need to freak out, man, it's all cool.

- No, it's not all cool.

This is bullshit all of it.

- Come on, talk to me, buddy, it's me.

What's going on?

- You wouldn't understand, Viggo.

Marriage is an institution

and it's suppose to last forever, okay?

- That's too much pressure for me, man.

Man, we're spinning around the sun,

driving ourselves crazy for nothing.

You know a meteor's gonna hit our planet in 2019.

So I'm not taking any serious actions 'til then.

- You're a much more fortunate man than I.

- Yeah, well, you could be just as fortunate.

But you're spending way too much time

trying to hold on to this lifestyle

you think you worked so hard for.

The house, the car,

your little magic sensor lights, little wifey,

it could all just disappear.

Poof.

- Man, do you charge per hour or per word for this bullshit?

- You got some issues, Paul.

- [Paul] Maybe I do, but I don't know too many guys

who'd be cool sharing their wife.

- Well, I don't have to share.

- What do you mean by that?

- I'm just saying if you want me to stop,

well, you know just tell me.

I thought everybody was kinda cool with this whole thing.

- [Paul] Do you care about her?

- Yeah, I do.

But I don't mean to upset you, guy.

You two need to talk.

- Yeah, maybe we do.

- I mean is it okay for Paul to find the hole that fits?

- [Paul] What?

- A hole.

Even if it squashes a few rabbits.

- (scoffs) What the hell are you talking about?

- Uh, who knows?

Know what you need?

Need one of these.

- What is that?

- A friend in Palmdale gets 'em.

- Man, I don't do drugs.

- Oh, come on, it'll make you feel better.

- What is it gonna start making you make some sense?

(Viggo laughs)

- There are people without a sense of humor

and there are a lot of them.

- (laughs) Man, you should have your own TV show.

- Yeah, I get that a lot.

- Goodnight, man.

(birds chirping) (sprinkler whirring)

Here you go, Star.

Hungry? - Oh, yeah, me too.

I'll take some more.

Maybe with some strawberries this time though.

- Coming right up.

- Like those little mini strawberries.

You know the little-

- Oh, the Italian ones? - Yeah.

- Oh, yeah.

- [Star] Oh, and some powdered sugar.

- [Viggo] Side of powdered sugar.

- And a side of powdered sugar.

- These are cute too, these little coffee things.

West Germany. (laughs)

Nice.

Spared no expense.

Was that, West Germany was that before

or after the wall came down?

(Jean sighs)

Maybe you shouldn't ask me.

(Star laughing)

Okay, look.

- I don't even need a big glass.

- Why not? - Because I don't.

- What's the difference between

a bagel bass and a bagel foot.

- A bagel foot is covered in a shoe.

- [Viggo] Bagel shoe?

- I'm trying.

(Viggo laughs)

- Why not?

- What, I don't know what you're talking about anymore.

- I don't hear you now. - I'm just saying.

- Go and get her.

- Bagel foot. - Bagel foot.

- [Viggo] Bagel bottom.

- No bagel bottom. - Why?

Why not bagel bottom?

- I'm pregnant.

- What did you say?

- I'm pregnant.

- Whose is it?

You know if this isn't my baby, Jean,

I'm not paying for it.

- [Jean] I'm, I'm not asking you to.

- What's that suppose to mean?

- [Jean] It means I'm not expecting you to help.

- Well, who's gonna support the baby and you Jean, him?

- Hey, hold on, man, if it's my child I'll take care of it.

- Yeah, how?

- I'll get a job.

- [Star] You've never worked a day in your life.

- Because I choose not to.

I've always done exactly what I wanted to do,

not what some jerk in seersucker told me I had to do.

If I have a child to take care of,

trust me I can be very responsible.

- Give me a break.

- Hey, let's cross that bridge when we get there, all right?

Everybody just calm down already.

Baby, I'm very happy for you.

And I'll stand by whatever decision you wanna make.

I'm pro choice.

- Are you kidding me?

- [Viggo] What, relax, Paul.

Let's not jump to conclusions

or make any hasty decisions here.

- Oh, so you're gonna take charge now, right?

- [Viggo] Somebody has to.

- And you're the one that's gonna lead us

into the battlefield, huh, General Slacker?

- [Viggo] I don't see you saving the day Mighty Mouse.

- I'm going for a walk on the beach.

- [Viggo] Do you want me to come with you?

- No, I just need to be alone for a little while.

- I get it.

Hormones must be kicking in.

- Shut up, Viggo!

- [Viggo] What?

(sprinkler whirring)

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-ba ♪

- I've had two abortions, Viggo.

I can't afford to have another one.

- [Viggo] I love you.

- You do?

- And I'll take care of you either way.

- You will?

- Sure.

But if it's his and you don't wanna be with him,

he's gonna have to give you some money.

(Jean scoffs)

- Viggo, that's not what this is about.

(Jean scoffs)

It's not about money.

(gentle music)

(group chattering)

- So this place is cute.

So do you wanna follow me back to the house?

- I'm not coming back with you tonight.

- [Paul] Then what am I doing here?

- I'm keeping the baby.

I, I just, I keep thinking about Grams.

She's not doing that well,

and I saw this mother and her daughter

on the beach the other day, they looked so happy.

- (scoffs) So you think this baby's gonna make you happy?

There's a lot of responsibility

that comes with having a child, Jean.

- I didn't expect you to understand.

- No, you don't understand.

See this is just another one of your ideas

that you're in love with

that you won't know what to do with.

Except this time you can't put it back in your closet

with all the other things you thought would make you happy.

- So, so what you want me to get rid of it?

- Well, no, not if it's mine.

But if it is mine, you'll come home

and we'll raise it together.

- Oh, that'd be perfect.

Then you could really lock me up and throw away the key.

- Why the fuck do you say things like that, Jean, huh?

Doesn't even sound like me.

Where's all this coming from?

Tell me.

- You don't cherish me.

You think you do but you don't.

I need some attention,

and you're not capable of giving it to me.

We're not bad people, Paul,

we're just not good for each other.

I need attention, and you don't make me feel special.

- That's because you want somebody

to kiss your ass all day long, Jean.

- You're so frustrating.

You're not getting me.

- What the hell are you talking about?

I've always let you do whatever it is that you wanted to do.

I mean how many of your ideas have financed, my god?

- See you don't take me seriously.

How do you think it makes me feel

when my husband doesn't believe in me?

- Just come home, we'll talk there.

- Not tonight, Paul, I'm exhausted.

- I don't- - Jean, I want you

to come home with me tonight.

Please this is torture.

I haven't slept for days for god's sake, please.

The idea of you fucking another guy-

- It's not about fucking another man!

Don't you, he just listens to me.

He doesn't judge me.

I just need time to think.

I'm going home, we're obviously not talking.

(insects chirping)

- [Viggo] Did you talk to him?

- Uh-huh.

- You know what you need?

- What?

- To get out of town.

Get away from all this.

- Nice.

Something romantic.

- Yeah.

Tomorrow we'll take your car and we'll go to Palmdale.

- Palmdale?

- Yeah, it's my mom's birthday.

She lives up there.

Wanna go?

- Sure.

Palmdale.

- Cool.

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

(phone clicks)

(buttons clicking)

(phone ringing)

- It's Paul.

Hello.

- Hey, what's up, baby?

Listen, I made a reservation for us

at the, uh, Biltmore Hotel this weekend in Santa Barbara.

- [Jean] No, I, I can't actually.

'Cause I'm going somewhere.

- Well, what do you mean?

You said that, come on,

you agreed that it was gonna be the two of us.

- [Jean] Paul, you read too much into it.

- I'm reading too much into this?

See now you're really fucking with me aren't you?

(phone thuds)

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-ba ♪

- [Operator] You have one saved message.

To review press first saved message.

- [Viggo] Hey, gorgeous.

I just wanted to leave you this message.

You are the most precious thing south of Alaska

and west of the Picos.

And I love you more than anything in this world.

And making love to you,

and being inside you is like liquid velvet.

And you know what, I thought about some baby names.

Viggo Junior, huh?

- Fucking loser.

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-ba-da-ba ♪

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

(gentle rock music) (group chattering)

- This is really cool.

(fingers tapping)

- This is it. - When was the last time

you came down here?

- I don't know, a couple months ago I guess.

♪ So I heard the birds were calling ♪

♪ Kinder days ♪

- Oh, my God, you little son of a bitch,

what are you doing here?

- Happy birthday.

- (laughs) It's not 'til next week.

- I know, we're early.

(Jean laughs)

Mom, this is Jean.

Jean, Mom. - How are you?

Nice to meet you.

- Nice to know you.

You look like a smart kid

what are you doing hanging around with a bum like this?

- Mom, give me a break.

- Yeah, I'd like to break your leg.

Doesn't call me for two months

and then he shows up boing, hiya, Mom, hiya.

- I know, I know, I'm sorry, I've been busy.

- Oh. - I had kind of an epiphany.

- When did you turn Catholic?

♪ And by the way ♪

- I'm just, you might see a little bit more of us so.

♪ I hope you stay ♪

So what's good today?

- Tuna's always safe.

- [Jean] I love tuna.

- You do? - That's perfect.

Yeah. - So-

- Two tuna melts coming up.

You want coleslaw or french fries?

- [Jean] Oh, fries.

- Definitely fries.

- All right, fries.

Back in a minute.

Oh, fries'll take about five minutes.

Think you can stay around that long?

- Mom.

- (laughs) She's great.

- I know.

I knew you'd like her.

(dog barking)

♪ Inside a landfill ♪

♪ Before long ♪

It's Donny's place.

We got some business to take care of.

- Business, what kind of business?

- I still need to pay you back for the rent.

- I told you not to worry about that.

- Too bad.

Come on.

(car door clicks)

(car door bangs)

(Viggo sighs)

Smell that?

- [Jean] Yeah.

- Palmdale.

Donny.

- [Donny] What's up, brother?

- Hey. - How are you, man?

- I'm good.

- [Donny] What's going on?

- Remember Jean? - Of course.

- Yeah, how are you? - How are you, babe?

Good to see you.

- Is that for me?

- Yeah, yeah, actually it is. - Yeah.

- For you, Jean. - No, I'm good.

- Sure? - Yeah.

Yeah. - Cool.

Everyone's out back. - What's, yeah,

what's going on?

- Not a lot, man.

Check this out.

Welcome to paradise, guys.

- [Viggo] Ah, home sweet home.

- Oh, my God. - What's up?

- Viggo, nice to see you.

(group chattering)

- [Donny] Say hi, buddy.

Hey, little Donny.

Say hi to Uncle Viggo.

- Give me five, give me five.

Five.

- Viggo. - Hi.

Marcy, nice to meet you.

(Donny laughing)

(group chattering)

- He's like three and half but he came when he was two.

You're like nine, right?

- Nine? - Are you nine?

40?

- [Viggo] Are you 40?

- [Donny] He's very shy.

He takes after his father.

- Do you miss your mommy when she's at work?

Yeah.

Where does she work?

What does she do?

- Uh, she's at work.

- Do you know what she does at work?

- What?

- I don't know, you tell me.

- She does, uh, uh, get money.

- She gets money at work.

Yeah, that's what I do at work too.

- I miss my mommy.

- You miss your mommy?

- Does she like to party?

- She's pregnant.

(Donny laughs)

Yeah. - Welcome to the club,

brother. - Thanks.

- You know I got a couple of little bad boys

running around here myself.

- I noticed.

(Donny laughs)

- Wanna play on the swing set?

Cheer you up.

Yeah.

- Yeah. - Can I push you

on the swings?

Can you go high on the swings?

- So you brought the stuff, right?

- Yeah, I got it, it's in the car.

- Okay.

- When this guy suppose to show?

- Don't worry, buddy, he'll be here.

- Be right back.

(crow squawking)

Hey, what are you doing over here?

- Nothing.

- [Viggo] Something wrong?

- Nah, just hanging around, you know.

- [Viggo] You sure something's not wrong?

- No, I'm fine.

Come on, go back to-

- No, no, no, no, that is not the look of fine.

There's something wrong, what is it?

- Just thinking.

- Thinking.

Me too, and you know what I think?

- What?

- I think you're gonna make an awesome mom.

- Yeah.

(Jean sighs)

- [Viggo] I think I can feel him kicking.

(Jean laughs)

- [Jean] Since when is it a him? (laughing)

(ominous music)

- [Cop] 4LLH528.

Paul Mackenzie.

That's the car.

(woman laughs)

- Hey, yo.

Yo, Donny.

- What's up, buddy?

- I like what' you've done with the yard.

It's cool.

What happened to the grass though?

- Well, that's interesting

because, um my, uh,

well, my ex became very attached to the grass,

and, uh, well, when she left,

she, uh, she took it with her.

(Jean laughs)

Yeah.

But you see what I'm trying to do, right?

Look out there, what do you see?

- [Viggo] Dirt.

- [Donny] Right.

Now look 50 yards more what do you see?

- More dirt.

- Right.

Now look a little further.

- Um, dirt.

- See the dynamic there.

- [Viggo] Oh, I see.

Yeah. - It's fucking trippy.

- [Viggo] Yes, it is.

Wood fired sausage.

You're a good cook. - Well, thank you.

Don't have the chemicals from the coal when you use wood.

(doorbell ringing)

- There's Luke.

Excuse me, guys.

(doorbell ringing)

(knuckles pounding)

(door clicks)

What's up, guys?

Can I help you?

- Is that you car in front?

- Which one? - Jeep Cherokee.

- [Donny] Uh, no, it's, it's a friend of mines.

- Can I talk to him?

- [Donny] He's a she.

- Can I talk to her?

- Yeah, yeah, just, uh, do me a favor and hang out, okay?

(door bangs)

Jean, there's some guys here to see you.

- What's your name? - Don't you guys

need a warrant? - No, I don't.

Who's driving the jeep?

- I am, sir.

What's going on? - Can I see

your driver's license?

- Sure, can you tell us what it's about?

- Yeah, I just need your license.

- What, what is it though?

- Stay clam, please.

No, this isn't the name on the registration.

- No, it's registered to my husband,

but it's, it's my car, sir.

- That's okay.

What's your husband's name and address?

- Paul Mackenzie, 427 Saddle Peak.

- Is he here?

- No, what's.

- That's okay. - He's at work.

I drove the car out here.

It's my car.

What's going on? - It's okay, be calm.

Your husband reported the car stolen four hours ago.

- Oh. - That's why I'm here.

- Okay.

- If you want why don't you give him a call.

- Fine, it was not stolen, I've had it the whole time.

- Okay. - Are you guys like cops

or something? - He's just.

- No, we actually are.

What's your name?

Just do me favor, be, be cool.

You live here? - No.

- Sir, I can't get a hold of him.

I'm gonna have to leave a message.

- Take your time, I understand.

- This fucking bullshit about my car being stolen, Paul.

Pick up the goddamn machine.

Paul.

Pick up the phone, Paul.

I know you're sitting there.

Why would you do something like this?

(sighs) Paul, pick up the phone, please.

I know you there, Paul.

Pick up the goddamn phone.

- Aren't you suppose to wear uniforms or something?

- Look, I've had enough of you, okay?

Do you want me to bring you in?

Who lives here?

- I live here.

- Go check that shed out over there.

- Guys, I don't see what the problem is.

You know we're just drinking some beers.

We're not doing anything.

- Sir, do you me a favor, step aside.

- I'm not- - Let us do our business.

- Just hear me out. - Sir, calm down, okay?

- I am fucking calm. - Okay.

- [Cop] Jack, check this out.

- I'm sorry, I'm, I'm sorry.

(door clicks)

- Get the hell away from me.

Do you have any idea what you just did?

I hope you're proud of yourself.

- You have no business hanging out with these people, Jean.

- Who the fuck do you think you are, huh?

Paul, you don't know shit.

Just because they don't have a fucking Saran wrapped

Martha Stewart life it doesn't affect you.

- This people are a bunch of fucking drug dealers, Jean,

and they deserve to be locked up and you know it.

- But I don't!

And this is about us and you know that.

You can't control the universe

and everything in it anymore, Paul.

I'm done, okay?

Done, completely.

- Jean, I don't know what the hell you're on

but this is fucking ridiculous.

Get back in the fucking car.

- I am not on fucking drugs, okay?

Listen to me, I'm not on drugs.

- Well, then how the fuck are you acting,

justifying how you're acting like this, huh?

- Because I'm talking about

our whole fucking life that's why!

You're a goddamn robot.

Does anything every make you hysterical?

- Jean, get back in the car, okay?

- Fuck you.

- Oh, look at the mouth on her now.

- (laughs) Wanna hear more?

Cocksucker, jerk, asshole.

- [Paul] I love you too.

- You know what, I can't do this anymore.

- Jean, please get back in the car.

(fist thuds)

Jean, please, I will take you to your car.

(gentle acoustic guitar music) (birds chirping)

- [Jean] Is this Viggo's father?

- Yeah.

- [Jean] Can see the resemblance.

- Spittin' image.

Turned out to be just like him too.

No motivation for anything, anything at all.

Let me guess, is he still talking about that meteor

that's suppose to hit in 2019?

His dad made that up a long time ago as a joke,

and then he filled the kid's head with it,

and he never got over it.

Ah.

Honey, I hate to be the one to tell you this

but you look, you look like 40 miles of bad road.

You wanna stay here for a while?

It's not much to look at,

but I got clean sheets at least.

- Yeah.

- Good.

Come over here and have some tea.

- Maybe that's exactly what I need.

Get away from everybody and everything.

Sort some things out.

Be by myself for a little while.

(water splashing)

(scoffs) I can't believe Paul.

Actually, yes, I can.

Yeah, I might screw up sometimes.

I can't do the right thing all the time,

but he never gives anyone a chance.

- Well, honey, nobody ever

does the right thing all the time.

We're human beings, we make mistakes.

It's how you rectify them that counts.

You want some sugar?

- No, thank you.

- And people will always disappoint you

if you lay too many expectations on 'em.

What you have to remember is that you have to learn

to depend on old number one for everything.

Make your bed and lie in it.

That way when things go right

you've only got yourself to thank.

And when they go wrong you've only got yourself to blame.

That's something I learned late in life

but not too late for you.

- Yeah, you're right, number one.

- Another thing too, every time you fall for a man

you hold up a little mirror to your soul,

and if you don't like something that you see, look within.

'Cause every time you point a finger at somebody

you got three pointing right back at you. (chuckles)

You remember that when you start jumping to conclusions

and making hasty decisions.

- Oh, thank you.

- Mm-hmm.

Welcome, sweetheart.

- It's nice to talk to somebody who understands.

- Well, you can come and talk to me anytime you want to.

- Paul. - What?

- Peterson's been in the conference room for 15 minutes.

You, you want me to stall for a few?

- Yeah, thank you.

Gina.

Listen, I asked you to organize

the Peterson files last week.

- [Gina] I.

- Gina, if I ask you to do something

I expect you to do it, okay?

Please no questions.

- [Gina] But I did.

- Then where the hell are the Peterson files?

- They're in the conference room with Peterson

like you ask me to do for client meetings.

- Ah, I'm sorry.

(Gina sighs)

(monitor thumping)

(gentle music)

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-ba-da-da ♪

Look at this.

When you look at the sketches

you'll see it looking right over there up here.

- Hi. - Hi, Jean.

- Hey, you. - I'll fix it,

and I'll see you tomorrow.

Bye.

- She looks good.

- Yeah, she does.

- She seeing anybody now?

- I don't know, I don't know.

- She looks good.

So.

- Well, you know, you look good.

- [Jean] Thanks.

- Yeah.

- [Jean] Are you happy?

- Yeah.

There are things that I'm happy about.

- Wow.

God, this is beautiful.

You've really done a great job here.

- Thank you.

(dog barking)

- My first day of kindergarten I spilled juice

on my mom's yellow shirt.

She yelled at me

because she had to take my dad to the airport

after she dropped me off and she was running late.

She said, "She was sorry,"

but I still remember I wouldn't give her a kiss

when I got to school.

Her face looked sad.

(Jean sighs)

I couldn't wait to see her after school that day

just so I could see her face look happy again.

She never came back.

I waited by that fence

'til all those mommies got their kids

and mine never came.

I never got to see her face happy again.

So I run.

I think I run because I don't ever

wanna be the last man standing again.

I can't wait around ever again

just to be told there's nothing left.

(sighs) So that's what I came to say.

♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

(car door clicks)

♪ Ba-da ♪

(car door bangs)

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba ♪

♪ Ba-da-da-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba ♪

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♪ Ba-dum-ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da ♪

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♪ Ba-da ♪

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♪ Ba ♪

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♪ Ba ♪

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♪ Ba-da ♪

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♪ Ba-da-da ♪

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♪ Ba-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

♪ Ba-da-da ♪

(gentle rock music)

♪ I lost the nerve ♪

♪ So I heard the birds were calling ♪

♪ Kinder days ♪

♪ 'Cause no one will be watching ♪

♪ Zip around ♪

♪ Help yourself to all that you want ♪

♪ Comes a time ♪

♪ You can find wisdom to speak of ♪

♪ My head is full ♪

♪ But it's on a tune to pick up ♪

♪ You'd never know I'm a landfill in disguise ♪

♪ And hey, and by the way ♪

♪ And hey, I hope you stay ♪

♪ And hey, I hope you stay ♪

♪ And find your way down here ♪

♪ Inside a landfill ♪

♪ Before long ♪

♪ Before I'm gone ♪

♪ Inside a landfill ♪

♪ Before long ♪

♪ Before I'm gone ♪

♪ Banging cans ♪

♪ Wrecking balls and rusty nails ♪

♪ I'd clean it all out if only were able ♪

♪ But the world keeps on bringing more every day ♪

♪ Sift around ♪

♪ Think I'll find gems in the rubble ♪

♪ Keeps me safe ♪

♪ Keeps me clean when I'm in trouble ♪

♪ Until the trash in landfill hits the sky ♪

♪ And hey, and by the way ♪

♪ And hey, I hope you stay ♪

♪ And hey, I hope you stay ♪

♪ And find your way down here ♪

♪ Inside a landfill ♪