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Until I was 17,
I thought I lived in a fairytale.

That was the year I was reminded

fairytales have villains too.

Don't rush, Ivy.
Tighten the back leg.

Nice.

Layla, well done.

My dad had cheated
on my mom with her mom.

I couldn't blame Layla.

Gorgeous.

And I didn't wanna blame
my dad.

But it really screwed everything up.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How ya doin'?

I know that's a loaded question, so.

You know, processing.

Yeah.

You want this?

So are you planning
to survive in Seattle?

No.

No plans.

That's healthy.

Yeah.

That's it, Layla. Arms!

Don't compare.

My mom had basically lost it.

Can't laugh and I can't sing

I'm finding it hard to do anything

You know I feel bad

Why do I have to go with you?

You know, I wanna tell you
something about your dad.

He has a switch,
and he can turn it on or off.

He can completely forget about anyone,

close friends, his family, even you.

God, this fucking place.

No common decency.

See, this is why.

I just want you to have
a normal childhood.

with normal mistakes,
not Aspen mistakes.

It wasn't just the divorce.

She was over all of it.

Can't you just wait a year
until I graduate

and parent from opposite sides
of the house or something?

Divorce isn't so awful.

I wish my parents did it.

You are lucking out
in not being tortured

by the arduousness
of a loveless marriage.

Look, I didn't have
trees and snowy vistas,

shit, John-fucking-Denver.

You could have had a lot of other homes.

- You think they have all this?
- Why do you do this?

Why do you revert to
making her feel separate?

They thought about
a lot of things, but mostly me,

and all the ways I'd never quite fit.

When you get her to Seattle,
she's gonna run you.

Okay, the movers are coming soon,

and I don't want Xiomi to be overloaded.

Are you coming?

Or are you over-analyzing
your terrible parents

and sulking with the bears?

Just don't pout.

Suit yourself.

- Why would you say those things?
- Say what thing?

What, that she's adopted?

Is her adoption some kind of secret?

Do you think she doesn't know?

- It's wrong to say those things.
- There's nothing wrong with it.

It's just what it is.

I understood that being adopted

was normal in most places,
but not in Aspen.

Aside from nose jobs, chin lifts,

everyone else there just
looked like their parents.

I didn't.

My mom had told me
that seeing a fox was an omen,

some hippie symbol of transition.

For once, she wasn't wrong.

That fox changed everything.

Hey, what are you doing down here?

Just saying goodbye.

This is the first home
we bought together, this cottage.

I know you don't care.

I'm gonna be better for you
when we're in Seattle.

Just give me some time to let this go.

Don't pout.

Come on.

Oh, and dad's taking me
to the Koots' party tomorrow.

Oh my God. Just be careful.

It's just a party. Lighten up.

My dad reacted
to the divorce by inviting me in,

into his whole Aspen world.

I think he wanted to show me
what I was missing

by going with my mom,
as if I'd had a choice.

The Big Dipper.

And then?

Draco, and then the Little Dipper.

We could live there someday.

Random strategy.

Von Neumann Morgenstern
utility theorem.

You mean like live on another planet?

You got a lot to learn, kiddo.

The future is here.

It's here because it's here

My dad was a physicist,
and he had what he called

the irrational brain
of the ultimate optimist.

My mom saw it as his way
of avoiding truth.

- Hey, Dad?
- Yeah.

- Can you turn on the fax?
- Hold on.

- I have to send my homework school.
- Hold on, I'm thinking.

I need to approve the architect's
model for the new center

before the party tomorrow.

Nope. Nope, nope, nope.

The Indiana cannot go there
because it is too large.

Well, I don't think you need to worry
about anything being too large, Hux.

Ah, thank you for that.

Dad, it's my last assignment.

I just wanna know it was sent.

"Dad, can you just this,
Dad, can you just that."

Yes, yes, I can, kiddo.
Just give me a minute.

All right.
The 11th grade done seven weeks early.

Now you're off to Seattle.

It's pretty glamorous
to jet back and forth.

I saw the whole world
before I met your dad.

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

with 60 seconds
worth of distance run,

yours is the Earth
and everything that's in it.

And, what's more...

You'll be a man, my son.

You'll be a man, my son.

That's full of salt,

so don't let her change
your eating habits

when you're in Seattle.

I actually lost three pounds this month.

- God.
- Attagirl.

All of those years
of goddamn Pritikin no salt diet,

dying my roots,

telling all our friends
that I can't get pregnant

so that we don't have to tell them

about your little problem,
and what did I get?

- Me.
- You?

You got that nest egg
and a new house free and clear.

So I'm getting dressed,
and if you wanna argue,

you can argue with yourself.

Well done.

That is not a way to exit
something like an adult.

That's some
fucking irony coming from you!

What did the doctor say to you, Polly?

They said I am your mirror.
I just reflect you.

Oh my God.

It's their words, not mine.

It was hard to believe in love,
real love, growing up there.

We didn't flash our money around
like other people in town,

but we had a nice house
and a live-in housekeeper, Xiomi.

My dad's money had come
really fast, so he didn't trust it.

Where he was from,
you didn't let your guard down.

Underplay.
Never show your full deck.

I just hadn't realized
he meant with everything.

DOCTOR'S ORDERS
LOVE, LAYLA

Is that you, grumpy?

God.

Hold it in. Hold it.

Carla said that's good shit.
Don't waste it.

So, what, she just...

She left you alone
for the rest of the year

with a truck, a goldfish,
and a credit card?

Yep.

Mister new Maserati snapped his fingers,

and, voop, off to Malibu.

No kids allowed. So fuck me, I guess.

At least you got 17 years with
your mom before she ditched you.

Whatever.

As long as it gets us
outta this crappy condo,

I literally don't care.

Is that the TV?

No, unfortunately.

Shit. I'm sorry.

Yeah, I gotta go, dude. Bye.

I'm gonna quit if this shit keeps going.

You're wearing
a dog collar and a pink wig.

I don't think you do.
Get off of me! Get off!

- I'm not...
- Get off!

Go back to bed, Ivy. I'm fine.

Goodnight, Ivy.
Everything's fine.

You guys don't sound fine, Mom.

Look, tomorrow is our last day, okay?

Let's make it a good one.

- But...
- Get some sleep.

- Goodnight, Ivy.
- Goodnight.

Everything's fine. Sleep Well.

The pendulum swung both ways.

Instability in the house was a fact.

But for every bad night,
there was a good day to follow.

My dad had a lot of cars,
but the best one...

was The Beast.

- Okay. Okay.
- Third gear.

See, you're losing your fear,
you know?

And once you do that,
you can do anything.

We'll practice more when
you're back for the summer.

Hey, is your letter to Barnard typed?

- Yeah.
- Good.

It's done. It's just...

I don't know, maybe I just
want art schools, you know?

- No.
- I mean, Mom thinks I...

Mom, she's a damn stewardess
from Washington

who never finished college.
She's just teaching you fear.

I think she's just feeling
hurt by you, and you know.

Your mom went cold on me.

She disappeared.

So I did too.

Anyway, I'm not sure I should
have to dignify my actions

to my own kid.

Let's go back.

Okay.

I'm getting high as a kite.

Oh God.

Ooh, gonna be a fun night tonight.

Aspen parties were designed

to filter out certain people.
To keep it elite.

Turns out the elite could have
used a filter of their own.

Thank you.

Theirs let through a lot of people

you probably shouldn't introduce
to your daughter.

Oh, look who's here. Huxley!

So nice to see you, darling.

Mwah. How are you?

Oh, Ivy, don't you look efficient?

Nice to see you, darling.

That's the first time I saw him.

He seemed somehow different,

more attuned to his surroundings.

When he looked at me,
I felt like he was really seeing me.

Not just some girl. Me.

Dude, you've got to come
see the bathroom!

They're doing some illegal shit
in there...

Shh. I'm listening.

Okay, you're turning
into such an old lady.

Hi.

Okay, nevermind.

Just take what you want.
Don't be so down valley.

Oh, thanks.

Thank you.

He taught Jenna Kazinski at Dalton.

He's so successful.

He's like this guru

and has this farm in Davos or something.

Yeah, I mean, who wants
to date a teenage boy

with bad acne and an ugly car?

Not me.

I'll be right back.

What's she doing?

Oh, the bathroom!

Come on. You've gotta see this.

Hold this.

Don't make me do it alone.

I'll do it with you.

It just tastes like aspirin.

Try another and you won't care
what it tastes like.

Wow. Yeah, yeah.

Why don't you sort out your head space?

I'll have her back to you in a bit.

This was being a girl in Aspen.

Making sure you go to the right party

or have the right dress,
the right words.

I never did.

You're Huxley's daughter, yes?

You know my dad?

He's a famous scientist.

I didn't realize scientists
were such a big deal.

I see you out there, so afraid of men.

It's a little pep talk for your head.

I thought that doing coke
for the first time

would be momentous.

Like it might allow me
to be absorbed into that party

like I belonged there,
like Layla and Melonie.

Thanks.

But turns out being high and alone

doesn't change that you're alone.

The feeling of isolation
is just more intense.

Hey, you! Literally you!

Oh my God,
you look so cute tonight!

Isn't this party just the best?
Like the best ever?

I don't know.

I think I'm gonna go home.

No, no!

Why? Everyone here is so amazing!

And, and, and...

Everyone here is just alive.
You know what I mean?

I just feel like I could do anything
or be anything here!

It's amazing!

Dude,
you're like Rocky Mountain high.

- No.
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, fine.

Are we gonna go skating in the morning
before I go, or what?

Oh, you know.

Well, isn't that just getting old?

I mean, we weren't doing...

I don't know.

We're not going to the Olympics,
you know what I mean?

I mean, we've been
going every other morning

for like over 10 years.

Well, yeah. Since we
were kids, you know?

It's time to grow up.

So, what, am I an old lady
or do I need to grow up?

Boo. Okay.

Well, you look really cute tonight.

I wish you would stay,
but I get it, so, okay, all right.

Love you. Get home safe.

I'll see you tomorrow, I'm sure.

Hey.

You're not a little girl anymore.

You have to watch yourself.

Mr. Hux and your mother
brought you to this place.

They put me in charge,
and I do my best.

You're like my kid.

I try to give you some advice,
you know?

Yeah, I know. I'm just...

Can we talk about this tomorrow?
I'm tired.

My chucho,
I cannot always be here.

Why didn't you pack those?

'Cause I was afraid I'd lose
them like everything else.

Oh my God, can you
cut the teenage drama?

You're almost 18. Evolve with me.

You'll be back in a couple weeks
for the whole summer.

Hey.

When you're out there, you know,
don't sign up for bashing me.

She's gonna say
a whole bunch of things.

Not everything you hear is true.

Not everything you see is what it seems.

Okay?

- Okay.
- You promise me?

- Mm-hm.
- Okay.

- Go on.
- Okay.

Bye, Dad.

You can smell the air here.

No more high altitude.

It's too moist.
I'm gonna get a fucking zit.

Well, there's girls your age.

And they play tennis. Bet
they play at the club.

So that's our goal now?

Chicken salad on white
bread at the tennis club?

Okay, listen, smarty,
when I was a teen,

it was a big deal just to get
invited to the tennis club.

Now we won't just be invited,
we'll be members.

You know, Dad would say that
you should never join a club

that would have you as a member.

How about we go to the skating rink?

You've been avoiding it for weeks.

Aya called to see if you're practicing.

Or, since you have no other hobbies,

maybe you wanna help me
unpack your boxes.

Fine!

While you're upstairs, why don't
you take off that jacket of your dad's

and burn it.

"Dad says I
wouldn't want to belong..."

"...in a club that would
have you as a member."

Oh, God. Freezing!

It's gross.

Ivy, I talked to the coach.

He's booked up today,
but he's gonna give us a few minutes.

I see him.

Coach Williams, hi.

Hi there.
Coach Williams.

Hi, I'm Paulene.
This is my daughter, Ivy.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.

So, what are we looking for today?

On the phone, you and I
talked about private coaching

and ice time.

Um, okay.

Are you ready to train to get
into competitive shape?

I mean, I competed
in Colorado all the time.

In the last year?

- Yes.
- Like this?

I'm sorry. Like what?

We are a bit beyond competitive
with our height and body type.

I'm sorry.

She'd be great for drill team.

I guess my mom had thought

if she just brought all
the pieces from my childhood

to this new home, I'd be my old self.

But you can't cling
to childhood forever.

Hey, Mom, I think I'm just gonna...

Seeing her passed out
with her cookbooks,

like she was gonna have
some massive cocktail party

for all her new friends
from the tennis club,

it was just sad.

She'd built up this whole world

she was excited to come back to,
but it wasn't real.

And since nowhere felt real,

I guess I just wanted
to get back to a place

that at least felt familiar.

Baggage can be claimed
in the baggage claim area.

Hi!

- Hey, Dad.
- There we go.

That's better.
Here swap with me.

I hear Jenny Holzer uses one of these.

Did you like her...

You liked her work,
right, at the biennial?

I did.

Well, if you're gonna
be an artist, you know,

you need a portfolio.

I do.

All right, hey, surprise number one.

This can be yours.

But you gotta work all summer,

and you gotta pay for your own gas.

No way!

The Beast?

I thought I thought of everything

You know what?

What?

I've missed you.

Dad, you missed the house.

Surprise number two
for my newly minted 18-year-old.

What did you do?

Oh, I figured you might want privacy.

I trust you.

- Hey, hey, old lady.
- Hey!

What's going on?

I just thought I could
crash with you for a while,

unless that's not okay.

No, of course it's
okay. I'm just surprised.

- Yeah.
- I missed you.

I missed you too.

I'm headed up.

Get settled,
and then bring your appetite.

Sibi's arranged a dinner.

Sibi?

If you leave
any place for a while,

small changes feel amplified.

But in the house you grew up in,
they're seismic.

- Mi amor!
- Hi!

What the hell happened in here?

Ivy, I would like you to meet someone.

This is Sibi McGinty Goldman Cohen.

She was a big actress
before for your day.

Oh! Excuse me,

Ivy, finally!

We have a French boof-fay.

Oh, it looks very sophisticated.

Thank you for including me.

Oh, oui, oui, oui!

Merci!

Merci, Monsieur Hux.

Mademoiselle.

Xiomi, cover Ivy's plate
with two-thirds green things.

It's a little trick of the trade.

Layla, Ivy's dad tells me
that your mommy's in Malibu?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, with her new boyfriend.

Aw. She left you by yourself?

Yeah, but I'm used to it, so.

Oh, Hux!

My heart just aches!

I'm sorry, but who are you exactly?

It's just, you seem to know
so much about everyone here,

and I just don't know anything about you.

Dad?

A few months ago,
Missy Koots, my sorority sister,

invited me from Palm Beach.

I decided to do the summer circuit here

instead of South Hampton,

and, well, stars aligned.

She was nauseating
but not entirely unexpected.

This was the type of woman he was
supposed to be with in Aspen.

The water pressure in here is amazing.

Oh, man, you ready to cuddle up
like old times?

That depends. Do you still snore?

No.

I thought you were the one that snored.

You're full of shit.

How long has this been going on

Tell me, tell me, darling, how long?

How long

Has this been going on

My gal.

- Pull in right here.
- All right.

Hard on the brake.

First. First.

Good.

Yep. You got it.

There we go. All right.

Every summer, one of those idiot
adrenaline junkies dies doing that.

- You friends with those boys?
- Not really

In this town,
you can be friendly to anyone.

But they're not all your friends.
You got it?

Yeah, yeah. I got it.

The sea is your mirror.

You contemplate your soul,

the infinite unrolling of its billows.

Your mind is an abyss.

Are you fishing with me,
young Baudelaire?

Yes.

Rainbow trout.

One o'clock,
behind that rock, in the shade.

- Okay.
- The predators can't see them there.

That's where they're hiding,
behind the rocks,

just over there.

There you go.

Let it run if it wants to.

Okay. Bring him in.

You're a natural.

Yeah, this you-and-I stuff,
that ain't so bad after all.

Hey, I thought it would
be nice to bring The Beast

up to Lost Man and camp for a night.

You know?
A little belated birthday celebration.

Yeah. That would be fun.

Yeah.

Should we would bring Sibi?

She's just weird, Dad.

She makes me laugh.
She was a huge star, you know.

I don't know, actually.

It's okay.
You like me happy, don't you?

- Yeah. If that's what you need.
- Yeah?

Nah, that lady would...

A little tangled up here.

She would wallpaper our tent

and bring a champagne bucket
and crystal glasses camping.

Then what are you doing with her?

Let your dad have a few laughs.

You get it, right? You're a big girl now.

I don't have to tuck you in.

Let's go next week, just us, camping.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Okay.

This is the dad I miss when I miss him.

It's hard to trust the good memories
through the bad,

but they were just as real.

Hey.

One Bob Marley, no lettuce.

- Thanks.
- Stay right there. You stay there.

Hey.

Hey.

Okay, Carlos and Carter are camping
up Little Annie road tonight.

- Can you come?
- Sure.

Okay, great.

Because Carlos
has a major boner for you.

Oh my god, Layla. No, he does not.

Yes he does!
You should have sex with him tonight.

Just do the deed already.
Get it over with.

Fucking tourists and their kids, dude.

Like why bring 'em if you're just gonna
dump 'em on a stranger?

God, they're gonna start
licking the windows.

- Okay, how much do I owe you?
- I got it.

Thank you.
Also, bring your sleeping bag

and as much alcohol
as you can fit in your bag.

- Okay, bye. See you tonight.
- Bye.

All right, kids.

Hi. What can I get for you?

Ooh, that brandy?

It's cognac.

I don't beer.

Oh, fancy.

This smells like shit, by the way.
Where'd you get this?

Oh, the guy at the party with
the elbow patches. You guys see him?

Ooh, that dude was whack,
looking up Layla's skirt and shit.

Creepy old fucker.

Your dad had this barbecue.

- Carlos bar tended actually.
- Oh, yeah?

Learned how to make
a bunch of drinks, actually,

so if you ever want any, I can...

Cool.

What about me?
You gonna make me any drinks?

Okay, so what is in Seattle

besides like rain and sushi
and Kurt Cobain?

Cobain's dead, dude.

Well, there's a lot
of Caesar salad and salmon,

like everywhere.

You in for this?
Good night for it.

Um, you go first.

Let me see.

Yeah, it's bad.

All right.

Oh my god, Layla!

Your breath smells like beef stew.

- Ew!
- Yeah.

All right.

Come on, Carter.

Tell me about your knife
throwing over here.

Show me your knife throwing skills.

- All right. Okay
- Let's see 'em.

These skills.

Okay, so your dad throws
some pretty wild parties.

When I'm his age, I'm gonna throw
some pretty wild parties too.

- Yeah?
- Which you're invited to, by the way.

Oh, good.

No, it's, it's pretty dope
you get to live that life.

So are you gonna...

No, that makes me puke for days.

I'm actually gonna have
some mushroom tea. No puking.

You want some?

- Maybe?
- Do it!

Do it, Ivy! I know you wanna do it.
I know you wanna have fun.

- You know you want to.
- Come on, Ivy.

And then you can come play
in the magical forest with me!

Come on!

Well, okay.

- Bottoms up.
- All right.

All right.

That's right! Come on!

- All right, let's go?
- Yeah.

- Come on.
- Let's go!

Get your psychedelic on!

Hey.

Yeah.

Where did you just come from?

What happened?

It's nothing, Mom.

I'm just tired.

Layla.

Who's car was that?

Look, I can get like two hours of sleep

before I have to nanny
three screaming kids

if you just be quiet, okay?

I wasn't blind.

I saw what she was doing,
and I was scared for her.

But some part of me was jealous,

like I should dare myself
to go there too.

It's almost afternoon.

Is it your day off?

Yeah.

All right, Jerry Clark is coming by
with a delivery for the party.

Help him load in and earn your
pot money like a good team.

I was gonna go to the rink today.

Are we gonna have an issue?

You know, New York City art
school girls don't eat carbs.

Attagirl. Wise choice.

Jerry needs to be paid too.

It's fine.

Oh, hey, Ivy.

Hey, Jerry.

- How's your mom doing?
- Seattle treating you guys okay?

Yeah. Yeah, we're good.

- My dad told me to help you out.
- Okay.

Billionaires, they even get
their kids to work, cheapskates.

Oh, I don't have the Johnny Blue.

I gotta drive down Valley to pick it up.
We're clean out up here.

Okay.

Here you go.

Ooh, Platinum.

Careful where you flash this thing around.

I can handle myself, thanks.

Aw, no you can't.

Okay.

4:30 with the stuff. Tell your Dad.

Okay.

Well, hello there, stranger.

- Hey.
- Come here.

Come here.

Oh, it's good to see you.

You too.

What's up?

Kind of need some people advice.

Are women, like as lovers,
easier than men,

since you already know
the technology of it?

No.

Let me tell you. No.

Shit, that's out.

It's just, um...

Layla is just so boy crazy.

And I'm just like not there yet.

I don't know what I like.

It's okay.

I just feel really alone.

Come here.

I like it up here. No one can see us.

You know Sibi's been married
like four times before?

Big game hunter.

What? Your mom did it.

And I think my mom's almost
locked down the Malibu guy.

Wow. She moves fast.

My dad left us nothing, Ivy.

What was she supposed to do?
Wait tables?

You know my mom. Fucking no.

I just don't wanna be owned.

Wanted but not owned like that.

Maybe preppy,
safe Seattle's better for you,

away from all us glitzy Aspen trash.

Hey, I bet we'll see
the Perseids tonight.

Are they from Italy or...

- No, you dumb ass.
- What?

They're a type of meteor Shower,
like every summer, shooting stars?

Shut up!

See? Like at least Hux teaches you shit.

Yeah.

All right, come on.

Let's get down to the party.
We'll get a beer

on that mystery bruise of yours.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

Oh, there she is.

Good to see you back in town again.

This is my friend, Layla.
Layla, this is Lawrence Richards.

Oh, I already know this lovely lady.

Good to see you again.

Okay. Check it, two o'clock.

Look how she just flows around men,
so badass and confident.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You didn't call me back.

I didn't get a message.

Oh, I left a message
with the lady who answers your phone.

Yeah, Xiomi doesn't tell me
when boys call.

Ah, boys.
Well, I'm not a boy, I'm a man, so.

Well, why don't you be a man
and get this lady a real drink?

What do you want?

- Champagne maybe would be...
- Champagne.

Champagne. Champagne it is.

I remember you.

Your face.

It reminds me of Ingrid Bergman.

I'm just pretty much aging myself.

- Do you know who she was?
- Yeah.

Yeah, of course.
Ingrid Bergman was amazing.

"Indiscreet" is actually
one of my favorite films.

Really?

Wow. Old soul.

So what do you do?

Wait, don't tell me. You're an artist.

Yeah, I'm actually applying
to art schools in the city.

Well, then we have to talk.

I know the admissions officer
at Parsons,

and I'd love to introduce you.

- That would be great.
- Done.

So, are you from New York?

It seems like there's
a lot of New Yorkers here.

No, I'm actually from, from here.

Hey. Larry is looking for you.

Yeah, I was just meeting a new friend.

Yeah.

No.

No?

She seems delightful.

She is delightful, but not this one.

Dad, what are you...
What's going on?

Nothing.
Just say goodbye to the nice man.

Smile and be on your way.

That's okay.
How would you have known?

There you are. You wanna smoke?
I told everyone to meet us in town.

- Yeah, sure.
- Cool.

He's a good catch.
Would drive Carlos crazy.

God, he's my dad's age.

I wanted to keep him a secret,
even from Layla.

Lots of men looked at her,
but he looked at me.

You're gonna get soaked.

- What?
- Ugh!

No, he wouldn't take us fishing
in a storm.

What do I know?

Have a good last night.

Thank you.

Camping together
had always been our thing,

but from the start that
trip felt different.

I could feel the darkness rolling in.

I didn't know how to stop it.
I just had to ride it out.

Dad, it's gonna rain up there,
like hard.

It's just a passing system.

I called the Forest Service guys.

Sites are open.

- We can't fish in lightning.
- Come on. Lose the fear.

Ride that train to the destination.

Dad, it's coming down really hard.

You're just like your mother.

Little work and discomfort,
and your nose gets bent outta shape.

See?

It stops when you tell it.

Everything is about positive
mental outlook, can and do.

Doers survive.
They don't let a little rain scare them.

Yellow tab. Sign there.

What am I signing?

The thing about asking questions,
it slows down the joy.

Let me tell you something.

Everyone wants a piece.

Every person you know
will want it someday.

You can't go around with party boys

or tying up your future

with men who are only interested
because you're my daughter.

I've worked way too hard.

I know you work hard, Dad.

Do you?

Because I don't think you have a clue.

The other night,
you looked like a baby deer

being lined up for the kill.

So this is for your company?

I'm giving you the chance
to not be some messed up,

WASP heiress with no career.

Be a doer. Be employed.

Know your own worth.

Don't be one of those ladies
who plan parties

with earrings that look like
those dangly things on drapes,

trying to be a lifestyle guru.

Just sign the yellow tab.

You'll thank me.

Okay!

You did a really good thing.

You're one of us now.

You are a real member of the family.

I'm gonna go get us some dinner.

So this is the switch
mom had told me about.

He wouldn't remember this,

but it's not something I could forget.

Beginning to see the person
you love more than anything

fail you.

Realizing the love
you thought was real wasn't.

That gets filed away
in your understanding of people.

And it stays there in some form forever.

Hey.

You forgot this.

Try not to throw away
everything I give you.

You're getting pretty good.

Thanks.

Hey, sorry about the rain last night.

I miscalculated the report up there.

- Miscalculated?
- Yeah, it happens.

What, are you having trouble
with your homework?

Yeah.

Erasmus essay "In Praise of Folly".

"No man is wise at all times
or without his blind side."

I wish I had that class.

We had baby washing

and how to set a table
in home economics class.

Hello!

Oh my God.

Okay, wait, that's the neighbors...

Hi, I'm Franci Sorenson.

- Hi, I'm Paulene.
- Hi, Paulene.

This is Ivy.

Hi, Ivy.

This is Jenny.

We're your neighbors
from across the way.

I just thought it was high time
I stopped in and said a proper hello.

Oh, really, how lovely.
Thank you.

The house looks great.

You've revived the rose garden
so nicely.

Oh, thank you Franci.
I'm working on it.

So, Ivy, Jennifer tells me
that you're attending Burnett.

Are you enjoying it so far?

She loves Burnett.

We should get the girls together
for dinner at the club.

Well, I'm not a member yet.

Well, the applications
are due in two weeks.

Have you had your proposer
send yours in?

I was just finishing my application,

but they were asking about my skill level,

and my game isn't...

You know, it's not what it was,
but I'm taking lessons.

You're so funny.
Nobody actually plays.

No, everybody just wants to belong.

Oh, sorry.

Listen, I know you're going
through a divorce.

Well, who isn't?

Oh my God.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Is the smoke bothering you?

No, I'm not judging you.

I just...
I know...

I guess I just don't like chicken salad
on white bread.

But thanks for popping by.

Okay.

Well, welcome
to the neighborhood.

Thank you.

Well, it's definitely not Pritikin.

Dad would have a shit.

Oh my god, they're warm.

Right?

Oh my God.

I should have been nicer to her

If I wasn't so distracted,
maybe I could have made friends.

But all I could think about
was the way he looked at me.

Like that fox in the woods.

Like he was curious.

Like he might eat me.

Or love me.

And I was willing either way.

Hello?

So, is she gonna let you come down
for New Year's?

Yeah, she said it's okay.

I don't think she wanted me to go,
but she caved.

Good. Oh, wait, Carlos and Melonie,
they're like hooking up.

Are you mad?

No, I don't care.

Oh, I get it. You want a real man.

It's cool. Your secret's safe with me.

Besides, he's already here
with like the Swedish biochemist guys.

They're running like $20,000 tabs
up at the Nell, so.

He's waiting for you.

Okay.

Bye, Layla.

Bye, dude. Love you.

We apologize for the bumpy landing,
ladies and gentlemen.

Welcome to Aspen.

The local time is 4:17 p.m.
and the outside temperature...

- Hey, Dad.
- Hi.

- Hi sweetie.
- Hi, Sybil.

It's not done yet,

but it's gonna look just like
the lobby at the George V.

Do you want some wine?

Yeah, I'll take some vino.

Well, I don't know.
If Ivy's not drinking, I don't wanna...

Where's Xiomi, Dad?

It was mostly a mutual decision.

She practically raised me.

No, your mother and I raised you.

She was an employee.
She's not family.

- Oh, honey, don't be sad.
- You don't need a nanny.

You're going to college.

These things can't just stay
the same for you.

It had only been a few months,

but she had left me so far behind

that I could barely see
where she was going.

And I didn't know if I wanted to follow

or let her go.

Hey.

I thought you were gonna
wake me up when you got in.

I wanted to watch movies
and have drinks with you.

Sorry.

Looks like those salads are working.

There's nothing left of you.

I was just trying to get
to be sample size for jobs.

Why don't you come upstairs?

You can't sleep down here. Come on.

Come on.

Burrito blanket.

Dude,
you're finely dressed for your age.

Own it. You look good.

Miss Ivy, it's the party bus.

Are you gonna be a big
girl and take a ride?

Oh, Mel, don't push her. It's fine.

- We'll find you, okay?
- Okay.

Get us some champagne.
Like a lot.

Layla had picked out this dress.

Champagne. Three, please.

And when my dad saw it,
he said I looked like a real Aspen girl,

which I guess I hadn't been before.

I had decided I would pretend
that night.

I'd pretend to be a real Aspen girl.

- Hey, those are my...
- Not in my backyard.

At least sneak it
when you're around me.

If I can vote, I can drink.

You are getting ahead of yourself.

I will just leave it there.

Wow, you look different.

Oh, I showered.

Nice!

I mean you look really nice.

Oh, thanks.

You want some more champagne?

- Yeah, I got you.
- Sure.

Saw Aya cock blocking you there.

Yeah.

Here.

Hey, I'll be back.

Okay.

- Oh.
- Oh, hey.

You lost?

No, I was just looking for my friends.

Your friends.
You know what?

I think I know where they might be.

I need a refill.
Do you want me to take you?

Sure.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

I think they're up here
in the after after party.

Okay.

Pardon me, fellas.

- Happy New Year.
- Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

So you seem like the type of girl,
and pardon me if I'm off base,

has an imagination, right?

Yeah.
Yeah, I think so.

Melonie.

It's just through here, okay?

Okay.

Here. Just come in here for a second.

And I'm just gonna make a drink,
and then we'll go, okay?

Okay.

Sorry about that.

It gets a little crazy
during the holidays.

You know, a lot of the women I know,

they want everybody to wear
a jersey, have a team color.

I find that boring.

The thing is Ivy, you're just beginning.

It's...

It's freeing for someone like me
to know someone like you.

Listen, I'm in no rush.

Okay? You can call the shots.

Okay.

Maybe we could come back in a bit?

I'd like to find my friends and
maybe get some more champagne.

Maybe not.

Ivy, look at me.

It's fine.

Come on.
Don't let that ruin the party.

Ivy!

Ivy!

Ivy.

Hey, you okay?

What happened?

My blinders had finally come off.

I couldn't even tell them apart
anymore.

My dad. Him.
This crowd of accomplices,

Happy new year!

They had all
stolen something from me.

Ivy, okay, just stop.

Can you take me to the airport, please?

Next flight's not until 6:00.

Just wait for me, please?

Look, Ivy, okay, I really...

I didn't mean for you to see that.

Stop. Ivy, stop.

Okay.
Can you just let me explain, please?

It wasn't even...
It was just dancing.

I mean, your dad wouldn't have
actually done anything, okay?

You think I don't see what you're doing,
but I see you, Layla!

Your self-involved, you're high 24/7,
you're crashing at my dad's cottage,

doing God knows what
with him and his friends.

What are you even doing with your life?

My mom forgot to pay the bill,

and so my heat got turned off,
and I just needed to...

Whatever.

Do you not understand

that not everybody has
a rich dad to pay for everything?

Do you have any idea
what's going on in the real world?

That was not a big fucking deal.

He's my dad, Layla!

Are you hearing yourself?
He's my dad!

I'm...

Stop!

Please, Ivy. Please, just hold on.

Just don't leave, okay? Please.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, okay?

Just please forgive me. Please.

You need to make better choices.

I hate crying.

When I cry, I sound weird.

I sound like I'm stuck
in a giant glass jar.

And the sound is just
bouncing off my head.

It's not something I do easily.

But that part of me
that could stop it was gone.

You know, Ivy, when I was young,

right before your father,
when I was a flight attendant for...

Why is it every time I screw up, you
wanna tell me a story about yourself?

No, shush, shush, shush.

This is important.

The airline, we had a layover,

and they only booked one room
by accident.

But, funny, that was an accident
that seemed to happen a lot.

There was this pilot.

This pilot, he said,
"If you scream, I'll hit you."

I've thought a lot about
why Layla did what she did.

I mean, her life hasn't been full of

good examples or stories.

I've tried to

shield you.

But

she was just left.

You know?

So what happened with the pilot?

I still remember what
those sheets smelled like.

They had that funny bleach smell.

You know,
that cheaper motel kind of...

I had a shower,
and I had some sleep,

and then the next day
I got to work on time.

He held the door for me at the airport.

Yeah. He gave me
one of these, "Morning."

He was a good-looking guy.

All right.

Hello?

Yes. Hux. I'll get her.

Hi, Dad.

You left rather abruptly.

Is there anything that
you want to talk about?

Why don't you just tell me
what you think I should say.

I'm still the same dad
that you've always known.

You just saw me being human.

This is not what you assume.

Hold on. Hold on one sec.

Ivy, honey,

I just wanted to tell you that

men need things.

I had to learn that too
when I was your age.

It isn't what you imagined at all.
It was acting.

When you get more experience,
you'll understand.

Okay, let me...
Thanks.

Okay.

It was New Year's.
You weren't sober either.

Who knows what you saw?

I do.

I know what I saw.

Dad, I don't think I
wanna see you anymore.

Be careful what you wish for.

You're big imagination
is getting you backed

into a corner. Weak position.

I just wanted you to be my dad.

You can't get everything
you want all the time.

Big lesson now.

Honey, gimme that.
Gimme the phone.

Fucking Huxley, you son of a bitch.

God.

Control the things
that are controllable.

That's what he always said.

And by things, I think he meant you.

People.

Me too.

Mom?

He made me sign all these
documents last summer.

God.

I don't know what they were exactly,

I think maybe tax stuff,
but I think it was really bad.

He's just been planning

for the day when
you'd realize who he really was.

Had to happen eventually.

Cutting you off if you even question him.

That's what he does.

He shines this white hot spotlight
on you

and makes you feel
very special and very loved,

and then he knows
he can just take it away,

and then you're just in the dark.

His fall from my pedestal
crushed me.

I wanted the father
I knew to show up again.

But he never did.

Ivy, come on.

Come on, the ceremony's
starting, with or without you.

Let's go.

I'm so proud for you.

I'm just so proud.

I mean it. Oh my goodness.

Those are really fancy.

Who sent those?

Nobody.

Nobody?

Okay.

Well, bring those inside
so they don't wilt,

those flowers from nobody.

Surprise!

Surprise.

I pulled all these from my cookbooks

from the junior league days.

These roses are beautiful.

Look, do you see how each one
is layered like that?

Someone fanned each petal.

Do you know Cary Grant
gave roses like this

to Ingrid Bergman in "Indiscreet"?

That's classic.

Ivy.

What?

Ivy!

My God!

What on a earth?

- Are you all right?
- I'm sorry. I'll clean it up.

Are you...

Do you wish your father was here?
Is that what's going on?

I don't know.

Maybe.

Maybe I really overreacted.

Maybe it's just not a big deal
and I ruined it.

No. No, none of this is your fault.

Really.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I still don't know
how such a beautiful place

could hide so much ugliness.

But you saw it all the time.

A young girl with an older man.

It wasn't really about Layla,

or about him,

or my dad.

It was how things worked.

Down here.

Surprise.

Hey.

You didn't drive that all
the way here alone, did you?

No. No.

I came on a plane.
That came on a truck.

I volunteered to make
sure it got here okay.

Look, I'm sorry.

Okay? I just...

I just wanted to come here and

show you that I'm trying
to get my shit together,

and I have a couple gigs lined up,

maybe an agent.
And your secret lover...

He was a pretty good connection.

I guess I should thank you.

Why? I thought I ruined your life.

You tried to set me up with Carlos.

I should have listened.

So, what?

"Sorry for fucking your dad,
but can I crash with you?"

I did not fuck your dad, okay?

And, yeah, I was hoping
that I could stay over.

I miss you.

Please?

I can't lose you too.

Okay.

Just be quiet.

In sending a thing instead of himself,

he told me all I needed to know.

Look at this sexy number
I found in the archives.

Dude.

Oh. Yeah.

I like how you see me.

Layla and I grew up in the same place.

We went to the same parties

and had all the same conditioning.

I hate how much I missed you.

I missed you too, old lady.

I just got out

and she didn't.

And the next morning, I realized

she never would.

Much better than the tennis club.

I'm gonna go get a front row seat.

My life wasn't a fairytale.

Real life is messier than a fairytale,
more interesting.

That year, it felt like everyone
I'd known was suddenly so different.

But now I know.

Come on, kiddo!

It was actually just me.

Because while beauty changes
over time, innocence doesn't.

It changes once, and then it ends.

But with that loss of innocence,
you gain sight...

to see things as they really are.

There are some things my dad
taught me that I still believe.

You have to lose the fear.

It's the only way to find out
what you're truly capable of.