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♪ cheerful music playing ♪

[grunts]
[phone dings]

CLAY: Oh, shit.

[indistinct chatter]

- Clay! Dougie Lewis.

We used to have the same agent
back in the day.

- Oh, yeah. Hey, Dougie, how you doin'?

- Well, not great, you know?

Things have been a little...
rough, to be honest.

You know, I haven't booked a job
since I posted that manifesto,

and a Ford Fusion is no place to live, so.

- Yeah.
- I can't believe they let you back

on the lot after all that
trouble you used to cause.

- Ah, yeah, I had to sign
a crazy strict morals clause.

Speaking of which--
- Hey, you know what?

I'm actually here auditioning
for a couple lines

on Chicago Hope: Miami.

I don't know if you know
anybody over there--

- Oh, I really don't. I'm, uh--
- That's why I got this suit, you know?

The guy at the garage sale
wanted 40 bucks.

- I said, "I can't afford that."
- Hey, Dougie, look.

I'm sorry your life sucks,

but I fucked someone
I wasn't supposed to,

so I have to get to wardrobe right now.

- Okay. Roger that.

- Yeah.
- Break a leg.

- So.
- Oh!

- You and my mom, doin' the deed.

- Okay, if you need to hit me, go ahead.

Just don't break my nose,
my septum's hanging on by a thread.

- I'm not gonna hit you.

I just wanna know, man to man,
do you like my mom?

Or do you like-like my mom?

- I like-like what we did,

but I don't feel comfortable
talking to you about any of this.

- Cool... Cool.

I was just worried

'cause if it was one of those
"wham bam thank you, Mom" situations,

she does not handle that well.

- What do you mean?

- She was dating this guy
and he was using her,

and she kinda smashed his windshield,
and the neighbors had to call the police.

- Whoa! No, no, no.
None of that here. No, no.

- Awesome!

My real mom and my TV dad dating.
Uh, dreams come true much?

♪ theme music playing ♪

- Good morning.
Morning, morning, morning.

[indistinct chatter]

All right, let's get--
Oh, hello, people I don't know.

- Hi, Gordon. Gordon, uh--
Everyone, this is Gordon.

He is the creator of the original show.

Also, technically, my father.
Uh, Gordon, new writers.

- Oh! Okay. Ah, good for us.

This one of those...
diversity intern training things?

- Uh--
GORDON: You know what?

Personally, I think it's a shame
you're not getting paid

'cause that's not right at all,
but I will say this,

the lessons you're
gonna learn, invaluable.

Case in point:

misunderstandings, always funny.

Example, guy's in a store
and he's talking to a busty salesgirl--

HANNAH: Okay, stop!

No, Gordon, these are the writers

that I hired for the show
before you decided to

join us. Yeah.
GORDON: Oh.

- Janae comes from the Harvard Lampoon,

Benny is an amazing queer playwright,

and Azmina wrote an amazing spec script,

and fine, is also
from the Disney diversity program.

- What, no Eskimos?

- Oh my god.

- Wow.

- Literal gasp.

GORDON:
Uh-oh. What? Did I just step in it?

Is... Is one of you part Eskimo?

- No, that's not the problem.
- All right, good, good.

Hey, little fun fact.

I happen to be Eskimo brothers
with Don Johnson.

- Hey.

Uh, did you read the rewrite?
- No, not yet.

- Yeah, they added a scene.

Uh, we're in bed.
- Oh.

- Foolin' around.
- Ooh.

- That's actually kind of racy compared to
how tame we had to keep it on network.

[laughs]
I just, just wanted to make
sure you're okay with it?

- Yeah, why wouldn't I be?

- Oh, uh, well, you know,
just, um... given our history.

- Mmm.

You think that your mouth is a wormhole

and I'm gonna fall right back into 2005?

- [laughs] No, no! What?
No, no, no, no, no.

- Yeah, you do. I think you do.
- Oh, I don't, I don't. I'm tellin'--

No, this is fine, this is great.

- Okay.
- This is great, Bree.

You're fine, I'm fine, uh.

Just worried about... oh, you know.

- What?

- You're going through
a divorce right now.

- Oh.

- You might be feeling
a little bit lonely and vulnerable,

which could, you know,
lead to stirrings of old feelings.

- You are being
so condescending right now--

- No, no, honey,
I'm not being condescending.
- Yeah, you're doing it right now.

- Bree, I am not being--
- Still doing it.

Still doing it.

Lana!

I just walked into my trailer to find
a full assortment of Spanx waiting for me.

Are you trying to tell me something?

- I don't know what you're talkin' about.

- Oh, well, I guess I just got visited
by the Spanx fairy then.

- Sweetie, it's Hollywood.

There's not an actress over 40
raw doggin' it these days.

- Charming.
- Just be careful wearing them on a date.

When a man undresses you,

you expand like one
of those mattresses in a box.

- Well, I haven't had to worry
about that in a while.

- Why? Oh, sorry.
Couldn't help but overhear.

- Because I haven't been
on a first date in 15 years.

- That's since I was six years old.

- Why is everyone trying to hurt me today?

- Okay, look, we gotta fix this,

take you out,
help you meet some hot zaddies.

What are you doing tomorrow night?

- I can't, I am so behind on Cupcake Wars.

I just heard myself.
Where do you wanna go?

- Let's get some dinner
and then go someplace fun.

What do you wanna eat: sushi or Mexican?

- Mexican.
- I'd go for sushi.

- Fuck off, Lana!
- Ooh, somebody's hangry.

- Shorter?
- Yeah.

- There's my guy.
- Oh god.

- Got a hot little tip for ya.

You know that special lady
you've been crushin' on?

- You mean, your mom?
- It's her birthday Saturday.

I scored us a res at the O-G,
Olive Garden.

Let's just say if you were
to show up at the table

with the never-ending breadsticks,
she would not be mad.

- Oh, hell yes.
As long as it's not Saturday, I'm in.

- Oh, I just said it was Saturday.

Oh, what about brunch on Sunday?

- [sighs] We need to find a way
to bring Whitney and Josie closer.

- Okay. What if...
there's a, a hot delivery guy

and both girls are ordering
all this stuff they don't even want

just so they can see the guy.

And then on the way out,
there's, like, a big box,

he trips over the box

'cause hot plus clumsy, always funny.

Right?
HANNAH: Yeah, so, in real life,

people don't just
magically trip over things

the exact moment you need them to.

- They can if you write that.

- I wanna do something less sitcom-y,

or, you know, at least something
that passes the Bechdel test.

[writers chuckling]
- What?

- Something that passes the Bechdel test.

- No, I heard her...
I just don't know what the fuck that is.

- Guys, let's go easy on him.
[whispers] He's old.

- I heard that, too, Carrot Top.

Or Carrot Bottom,
I don't wanna make assumptions.

AZMINA: To pass the Bechdel test,

the script must have at least
one exchange between two women

where they're not talking about a man.

- Is she still talkin'?
'Cause I dozed off.

- This is probably too meta,
but-- [chuckles]

Oh my god. [laughs]

- [laughs] This is exciting,
she's got somethin' here.

- What if they bond by talking
about Alison Bechdel?

[writers laughing]
- That's hilarious.

HANNAH: Oh, I like that.
- All right, I, I also get why it's funny.

Um, can I speak to you
for a second outside?

HANNAH: Yeah.

What's the problem?

- I was under the impression
we're still makin' a comedy.

- Oh my god, just because they're
not pitching, like, old-timey jokes

- doesn't m--
- No, no, no. They're not
pitching jokes period.

- So, comedy's evolved since
you last wrote for television.

I mean, honestly,
whole species have evolved.

- Listen, we don't schlep in
a live audience every week

so they can sit there and nod
in thoughtful amusement.

We need them to actually laugh.

- Yeah, I get it, and trust me,
these writers are very funny.

- I--
[door opens]

- The bathroom is that way?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, A-Azmina.

- Funniest food?

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

- Oatmeal... Aren't you embarrassed?

It's pickles.

- Pickles?

- Okay. Let's get this on its feet.

Or maybe I should say on its back.

[chuckling]

Jake, you're in the hall.

Lawrence is on top of Josie.

- I'm on top of her, huh?
JERRY: Uh-huh, yeah.

- Oh, okay. Umm.

All right, so... so we'll
mock the kissing.

- Oh my god,
I'm gonna punch you in the face.

- And action!

- All right, wow.

Looks like we have
the house all to ourselves.

BREE: Mm.
JERRY: And you're kissing.

- Kiss, kiss. Kiss, kiss.
- Kiss, kiss. Kiss, kiss.

- Now the canoodling's
getting hot and heavy.

REED: All right.

- Very nice. Humpy, humpy... Very nice.
[moaning]

[gasps]

- Um.
- Okay, what is that?

- Nothing, it's nothing.
- Doesn't feel like nothing.

[door opens]
- Don't mind me, just lookin' for my keys.

BOTH: Jake!

- Ah, ah, ah, I think it's funnier
if you stay on top of her.

- You want me to stay on top of her?
- Yeah.

- Oh.

- Oh boy.
- But... there's, you know,

in terms of the momentum of the scene--

- Jer, I think Reed wants to get off now.
- Not, Not what I said.

- Okay, fine, Lawrence
gets out of the bed.

- Uh, uh, or, or, uh, here's a thought.
Lawrence stays in bed.

- You don't wanna get outta bed?

- I really don't.

- Jerry, is it funny if
I pull off the covers--

- No, no, no, nope. Nope, not funny.
[Bree chuckles]

- Oh, I get it.
[Bree laughing]

It's no big deal, everyone,

Reed just has an erection.
- Yep!

[all laughing]
- Let's take five

on account of Reed's erection.

- Hey, uh, Jerry, is this
a hard five or a soft five?

[laughing continues]
- Unbelievable.

That's-- Really, Really, Jerry?
You don't laugh in 56 years. That got you?

[Reed sighs]

- Right, so, uh, where did
we leave off yesterday?

- Gordon pitched that Caitlyn Jenner joke
and then you threw an orange at him.

- It was a tangelo.
- Yeah, that's the important part.

- Okay, right. I mean, uh, before that.

- Uh, we talked about the fight
you and your dad had in the kitchen.

And a lot of other fights
you two have had.

- And then we watched
an episode of Yellowjackets.

- I will admit I was
a bit... thrown yesterday,

but, today, we are--
[knocks on door]

GORDON: Good news, everyone.

The comedy cavalry has arrived.

- Good morning! Delivery from Jews 'R' Us.

- Sorry we're late, we've been wandering
in Palm Desert for 40 years.

- Ignore these old fucks.

They saw some actress out there

and they got their first
hard-ons in 20 years.

[men laughing]
- Let me introduce everybody.

This is Alan, Bob, Selma.

Say hello to Benny, Janae, and Azmina.

- Azmina...
I think I take that for my gout.

- Azmina, that's a Spanish name,
if I'm not mistaken.

- Sorta.
- My first wife was Latin.

Case you ever wonder
why I'm scared of you.

[men laughing]

- Uh, kitchen?

- All righty.

They're exactly what we need.

- Oh, well, then I'm shocked they were
available at a moment's notice.

Did you find them
feeding birds in the park?

- They're funny.

Every single one of those writers

has been making sitcoms
since before you were born.

- That's not a point in their favor.

We don't need a bunch of dinosaurs
in the writers' room.

- So funny you say that,

Alan ran the last two seasons
of Dinosaurs on ABC.

- Yeah, again, "wrote for giant puppets"
is not the mic drop you think it is.

- Trust me, when it's late
and we're tired,

and we're stuck on that
last page of a rewrite,

you are gonna want pros like them.

They can come up with a joke
that gets ya home every time.

They're legends.

And they're hipper than you think.
[door opens]

Hey.
- Nice kids,

but Selma had this great cunt joke,
went over like a fart in schule.

Also, uh, where can I find a fax machine?

- Oh, hold up.
We gotta meet the Queen Bree.

Queen Bree Marie Jensen,
and she's single.

- Can we, um, can we just tape this later

because, honestly,
I'm feeling really gross right now,

and according to wardrobe,

I look like a cow
if I'm not wearing Spanx.

- We're live to 85,000 people.

- [perky] Oh, hi, everyone!
- Hey, yeah.

- Hello!

You should show them the bird
that lives in the light grid!

- Good call!

How hilarious is she?

JERRY:
Hey, Bree... Uh, Reed, a moment.

I just came from a bullshit meeting at HR
about what happened yesterday.

- What happened yesterday?

- Sweetheart, you got a hard-on.
[Bree chuckles]

Apparently, that's against company policy.

- Oh my god, there was a meeting?

- Oh my god, this is
the greatest thing ever.

- I'm supposed to make you
feel comfortable because,

"The Walt Disney company
is committed to providing

"a safe and secure workplace environment.

"We must all work together
for a better tomorrow.

Walt Disney, where dreams come true."

- All right, great--
- Just to be clear,

Jerry, um, I'm not in trouble for being
so hot that Reed got an erection?

This is on Reed for being a dog

who goes full lipstick
if someone touches him, right?

[Reed laughs sarcastically]
- No, this is about Reed.

None of the executives made fun of you.

- Okay, the only reason this happened
is because I was reacting in character,

as Lawrence, who was
being aroused by his wife, Josie.

BREE: No, I don't think that's what it is.

What I think happened is that
you're confused because of our history

and I think you still
have feelings for me.

- I do not still have feelings for you.
I am in a committed relationship.

- Right, with Nora,
who's a real person in New York City.

- Okay, you know what?
Thank you so very much, Jerry,

for bringin' this to my attention
and reading this document.

I have had enough.

- Oh, no, there's, there's somethin' else.

Uh, Dennis, where's
the thing and the thing?

- Here you go.
- Wh-What are we doin' now?

[Bree giggles]
- This is called a vajoga.

[giggling]
- [softly] God.

- I'm thrilled to announce you place it
between your stuff and her business

as a protective barrier.

- Um, Jerry, I don't think you are aware
of just how hard Reed was yesterday.

I don't think that's
gonna be enough protection.

- Please kill me.

- There's also this modesty sock.

- Tell me more.

- Well, you lace it around your member

and pull on the strap
until you achieve a snug fit.

This is fun.
[laughs]

- Well, I won't need a vajoga,
and I won't need a sock

because after today,
I may never get hard again.

♪

- Hey, naughty man.

I knit you a scarf.

You wanna try it on for size?

- Oh, I, I don't know.
I... wouldn't want you to get cold.

- Don't worry, I run hot.

Especially since I hit my 50s.

- Oh, wow, you know, I, uh,
just came to grab my, uh--

They need me on stage, so.

- Ooh, are you tryin' to run away,
my little bunny?

'Cause that would make
Mommy so upset with you.

- No, no, no, no.
No need to get upset.

Nobody's trying to run away.

I just, l-literally, have
to get back to the stage

to do my scene.

- Oh, what if we shot a little scene?

"Interior me, Clay enters."

- Oh, boy, I would really love that, uh,

but they're callin' me,
so, uh... Clay has to exit.

Reed! Hey!
Can I hide in your trailer?

- Is this Zack's mom again?

- Yeah, he found out,
but he's not even pissed at me,

and now that everyone's okay with it,
uch, it just feels wrong.

- So break it off with her.

- Well... Zack told me she busted
out some dude's windshield

for trying to cut and run,
and I can't afford that kind of trouble.

- Well, I got problems of my own.

Apparently, there was a whole HR meeting

about my totally involuntary
and completely understandable incident.

- Your dick caused an HR situation?

- Yeah.
- Interesting.

- Now we have to rehearse the scene...
What if it happens again?

- Just be a professional
and go crank your hog first.

- I'm not gonna pleasure
myself at work, Clay.

- That's practically all I do.

Why do you think I never know my lines?

- [clears throat] Okay, it's, uh, 3:00

and we are still in the A scene.

- That's because it took you guys
an hour to decide where to get lunch.

- And then an hour to complain
about the lunch once it got here.

- That meatloaf is, is still
not sitting well with me.

- [softly] Oh my god.
- Oh, what, what organ is-is right here?

- Please don't die.

Then I'd be the schlockiest writer alive.

- What about Murray Klein?

- Murray Klein died on a sound stage
just like all his pictures.

[Bob chuckles]
- He should rest in peace.

Terrible writer, but a fantastic lay.

- Oh, sweet Jesus. Okay, can we,
can we please get back to the story?

All right.

Cody is broke, why is he broke?

- Crippling student loans.

- Inflation. Gas prices.

- He, He lost his job because he
falls asleep whenever he hears a bell.

[laughing]
- Ha!

- What?

- What do you mean "what?"
Obviously, he's been hypnotized.

BOB: Thank you.

- When I was on the Lampoon--

- Okay, that's four.

- I count five.

- What, what about, um, crypto or an NFT?

- What the hell is an NFT?

- What if Cody loses
his shirt playin' the ponies?

- So, he's addicted to gambling
and he supports animal abuse.

- I thought gay people
were supposed to be fun.

- I'm gonna order you some
of those boxer briefs in fun colors.

- Ooh, thank you.

- I like it 'cause you don't see
a panty line on TV.

[knocks on door]
- Yeah.

- Hey, guys.
We got a little situation here.

This dude's from corporate HR.

- Hi, I'm, uh, Tony Fingerton.

- Well, hello, Mr. Fingerton.

May I offer you some grapes or a Go-Gurt?

- Oh, yeah, uh, sure.
Uh, both would be--

- No. We're not gonna give
this creep anything.

Wait 'til you hear what he has to say.

- Fine.

Uh, uh, we've, uh, received word
of, um, unreported on-set romance,

which goes against, um,

s-- uh, section four
of the employee conduct handbook.

- But she's not even an employee.

- W-- Uh, well, um--
- That's what I said,

but he said it's a problem
because you were a minor

when your mom and I originally met.

- Correct. I-I-I'm sorry,
but if you don't end the relationship,

we will find Mr. Barber
in violation of his contract

and he will be terminated immediately.

- Oh my.
- What?! That's B.S.!

- Language.

- Aw, man, bro.

You've got a tough decision to make.

JERRY: Okay.

Do we dare try the kiss
at the top for real this time?

- I don't know, Jerry,

I would hate to see Reed punch a hole
in a perfectly good vajoga.

REED:
Yeah, yeah, yeah. We can do the kiss.
[Dennis laughing]

- Are you sure you can handle it?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

- Okay, I am an artist,
and I have control of my instrument.

- As long as I don't feel
your instrument on my leg.

- All right, people, settle,

and may god have mercy
on our souls, action.

- Finally, have the house to ourselves.
- Mm-hm.

[chuckling]

[Bree crying]

- Bree?

Are you crying?

Wait, are you okay?
- No, I just-- [crying]

- Wait, Bree, are you okay?

- What'd you do this time?

- That was not my fault,
completely flaccid over here!

- Hello.

- Look, I am so upset
about this whole HR situation,

but you know the rules--
- Stop it.

I knew the whole thing was fake the minute
"Mr. Fingerton" opened his mouth.

- What?
- Clay.

- Okay, Susan, hold on. Don't get mad. I--
- I'm not mad,

but I am very disappointed.

- Oh my god, that's so much worse.

Look, it's not what you think.
I can explain,

so there's no reason to start freakin' out
and smashing windshields--

- What?!

Wait, is that what Zack told you?

Oh, I see what's happening here.

Can I be vulgar for a moment?

- You're askin' me?

- I like... to fuck.

And that's not easy for a son
to understand about his mother,

especially after a divorce.

I broke that windshield
from inside the car... with my foot

while having an orgasm.

The neighbors heard and called the police.

- Jesus, that's actually impressive.

- I owe it all to kettlebells.

- So, you're not mad that
I don't wanna have a relationship?

- I was married for 25 years.

I only go after men who have
nothing to offer me romantically.

Rough trade boys like yourself
are... kind of my thing.

- Well, being called a rough trade boy

by women like you is,
uh, kind of my thing.

- Now that Zack thinks
you'll get fired if we're together,

it's even more forbidden
than it was before.

- Hm.

- Maybe someday when
you're drunk and misbehaving,

you'll gimme a call
and I'll come and set ya straight.

- I'd like that, Susan... I really would.

- Take care of yourself, Clayton.

But not too well.

- She's a heck of a woman.

[Clay sighs]
I probably would've chosen my career, too.

- Well, it was neck and neck.

- Thanks for being so cool to my mom.

It was great seeing her happy.

- Well, she's a nice lady.

- At least you're still my TV dad.

- [chuckles] Yeah, well...
see ya tomorrow.

- Good night.

- Look. Hey, I'm goin' to get
a hamburger after this,

- so if you wanna--
- Seriously?

Shotgun!
- Hey, calm down, separate cars.

- Right.

Race ya!

[sighs]

- I can't believe I cried in front
of everybody like that today.

- Can I ask you something?
- Mm-hm.

- Why did you and Reed break up?

- Oh, we made each other crazy.
In the good way and the bad way.

It was just too intense to last.
Totally the opposite with my ex-husband.

- Maybe that's why you ran off with him.

- Yeah, I might have over-corrected.

- So, today?

- I think kissing Reed...
took me back to the years

when someone made
me feel sexy... and loved.

And I got overwhelmed
with how long it's been.

- Well, not having that
in your marriage must've been awful.

- It, It was good in the beginning.
Anders and I had a lot of nice times.

I got to wear a crown,
they named an iceberg after me.

Wait, were they calling me cold?

- Well--
- What?

if it makes you feel any better,

half of the guys
on the crew wanna bang you.

- Oh my god! No, they don't.

Do they?
- Yeah.

- Even the cute grip who looks like Jesus?

- You are an 11 out of 10.

If you were feeling yourself,
you could take anybody

in this bar home tonight.

I think that is what you need
to get yourself right again.

- Maybe you're right.
- Mm-hm.

- Maybe I need to have hot, crazy,
meaningless sex with a stranger--
- Mm-hm. Mm-hm.

- no strings attached--
- Hello, ladies.

Couldn't help overhearing--
BOTH: Nope.

- O-kay.

[clinking]

[yawns]

[clinking]

- Can you not do that, please?

- You want me to throw 'em on the floor?

- That's where your nuts usually are.

- I don't love how much
you talk about Alan's genitals.

- I'm sorry. Low-hangin' fruit.

- How does she do it?

- Okay, can we please
get back to the story?

Okay? Anybody, Josie and Whitney?

- All right, Josie and Whitney.

Were we too quick to dismiss
the hot, clumsy delivery guy?

- No.
- No. You've got to stop pitching that.

- I'm telling you, it'd work.
- It's too sitcom-y.

- It's funny.
- None of us laughed.

- You know, between us, we have
150 years in this business

and you guys haven't laughed at anything
coming from this side of the table.

- I don't know, I laughed at some
of the sounds coming out of Alan.

- Story of my life.
I love onions, they don't love me.

- I'm telling you, it could be
symptoms of something serious.

- Uh, I'm sorry, I, I just
think some of the jokes

you guys tell are a, a little c-corny.

- Yeah, and a lot of them
are wildly offensive.

- They're like the ones
my memaw tells at Thanksgiving.

- She sounds funny.
Does she have a [inaudible].

- Okay, yeah, I'm gonna
just state the obvious.

So, we're coming from two
entirely different planets here.

- Listen, sometimes it takes a while
for a room to come together.

- We're never gonna come together.

Selma! Don't even.

- Gimme four dildos and a metronome.

- You are a broken woman.

- Gordon, your writers and my writers
have nothing in common.

So, don't you think that
says something about us?

- Says I know how to hire writers,
nothing personal.

- Seems personal.

- You know... we've barely spoken
for the last 25 years,

so I think we were fucking crazy
to think this could work.

- Maybe this is not the place
for that conversation.

- Or maybe there's just
nothing left to discuss... Yeah.

- Where you going?
- Guys, I'm, I-I'm really sorry

I dragged you all into this, truly I am.

Gordon, you know what?
You said this is your show,

so do it your way.

- What, you're quitting?
HANNAH: Not much use in a room

full of people who can't agree
on a single goddamn thing that's funny.

[clanking]
Ah! [grunts] Ow, fuck me.

[all laughing]

Don't laugh, you guys are assholes.

- Oh, my baby, are you okay?
- No.

- I'm talking to the garbage can.
[all laughing]

- I don't know why I'm laughing?
I'm in so much pain.

AZMINA: Wait, wait, wait!

Josie should eat it like that
in the kitchen scene.

- Ooh, absolutely!
- Yeah!

- Especially if she just finished giving
some big, melodramatic speech.

ALAN:
And then she trips over an extension cord

'cause Cody's got his computer plugged in
and he's workin' on one of those NFTs.

- Okay, Alan, I see you.
- Yes!

- I still don't know what it is,
but I like that somebody's falling.

- Falling is always funny.
GORDON: Yes. Falling's funny.

[scattered laughter]

All right.

- Well, uh, we should
probably order some dinner.

- Yes, how 'bout a nice
deli platter from Nate 'n Al's?

- Ooh.
- I do like their salami.

- I bet you do, you old whore.
- [laughs] You are fun.

[all laughing]
You know about salami, huh?

[exhales]

[ringback tone]

[phone vibrating]

- Hello?
- Hey.

I tried to catch up with you today,
but they said that you took off.

Just, uh, wanted to check in
in a, in a totally non-condescending way.

- [chuckles] I'm doing better, thanks.

REED: Good... Very good.

I also wanted to, uh,
let you know that you were right.

Um... deep down, I was worried about,

you know, whether I was gonna
feel that old spark again

ever since I heard
the show was coming back,

and, obviously, I still felt it,

and... uh, you literally did as well.
[both chuckling]

But [clears throat] I... just, uh,
I just, uh, had a sense today that,

uh, maybe you felt something too.

So, you know, if you
wanted to talk about it.

- You know what?

I appreciate you saying that,

but I'm actually in a really
good place right now.

- Oh.

Okay.

Glad to hear it.

- Yeah... Good night, Reed.

- Good night?

- Everything okay?

- Everything's great.

♪ "Oh Shit" by The Pharcyde playing ♪

♪ Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit ♪

PERSON [screams]: No!

♪ Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit ♪

♪ Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit ♪

♪ Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit ♪

♪ Oh shit ♪

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