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Do you know how wrong it is
to have a daughter,

and simply choose not
to speak to her for eight years?

You think I wanted
any of this to happen?

Grow some balls, go down there,
and see your little girl.

Hey.

I'm your father.

It doesn't change
the fact

you walked out
on your nine kids.

You had nine kids?

Seven. The twins
weren't born yet.

What's eating at you?

I wouldn't tell you.
Oh, okay.

Go throw
with the guy.

What? Why?

Come on, you'll get along
great together.

Feels to me like
you've lost somebody.

Somebody you
had feelings for.

You're good at what you do,
Loudermilk.

Mm.

Think she bought it?

Meatballs are ready.

You paid this little asshole
to talk to me.

No.
You tricked me again.

If it ain't broke...

I love that one too.

It's called
Oil and Water.

Oh, 'cause
that's a bag of oil,

and that's a bag of water.

Neat.

There's an ironic sense
of whimsy

in all of
Shoreline's work.

This one explores
the duality of conflict

that resides within
the human psyche.

Don't you love
when art does that?

Mm.

Unfortunately, this piece
has been purchased.

Mm, that is unfortunate.

For whoever bought it.

Honestly, I'd rather have
shit and piss on the wall.

Come on, man,
enough with the snark.

You're ruining it
for everyone.

No, I mean,
right over there,

Shit and Piss.

For the dining room, no?

Honey, let's get
the fuck out of here.

♪ Oh, the North Sea
Sings... ♪

All right, so I told you guys
about my old band, right?

No.

You managed a band?

No, I was in a band.
Yeah, back in the '90s.

What, uh, instrument
did you play?

Drums.

No, seriously,
what instrument?

Really,
I was the drummer.

What, did you need, like,
extra-long sticks or something?

Hey, all right,
quit breaking his balls.

No, I'm not
breaking his balls.

I would think that you'd need
extra-long sticks

'cause of the T-rex thing.

I just used regular
18-inch standard sticks.

What kind of music
did you play?

Oh, real rock 'n' roll. Ha.

Back in '96, we toured
on a triple bill

with Dokken and Skid Row.

Whoa.
Ha, we charted once.

You guys had a hit?
Mm-hm.

What was it called?

"Boilerbreaker."

Wasn't that Sauce Puppy?

Yeah.

You were in Sauce Puppy?

Yeah.

Wow.

You guys sucked.

No, no, no.

I liked that song.
Uh, ah.

♪ Boilerbreaker

Oh, God.

♪ Boilerbreaker

♪ Take it all in

What's a boilerbreaker?

It's a modified
boilermaker.

Our lead singer
invented it.

You drop a double-shot
of whiskey

into a pint of beer.

So good.

So-so tell us about
the groupies there, Roger.

You ever get one of them
double blowjobs?

You know, like,
two dicks, one mouth?

Oh, my God,
check this out.

Okay, can we--? Can we let Roger
finish his share, please?

So a couple of weeks ago,
our bass player called me,

and apparently Sweeny's Ale

wants to use the band
in one of their commercials.

That's fucking awesome.

Well, back in the day,
it would've been awesome,

but where I am now
in life, ah,

I don't want
to promote booze.

It's just beer.

But it's not
just beer though.

Sweeny's bought out
Brother Jay's Whiskey.

And now
they're making a drink

that's beer and whiskey
combined.

Hey, Roger, why not
let them use the song?

Who gives a fuck?

Oh, guys, guys.

This is--
It's exactly the point

I was trying
to make earlier, okay?

You all have
to make decisions

that are gonna make you
feel good about yourself.

So you think
I'm doing the right thing

turning down
the 100 grand?

Absolutely--

How much?

Hundred grand per guy.

For fucking
"Boilerbreaker"?

Oh, come on, man,
be straight with me.

What should I do?

Look, whatever you think,
okay?

If you think you should pass,
you should pass.

Maybe you can
come with me,

help me explain it
to the guys in the band.

Fuck, no.

Why should I be
the one to tell them?

You're the one
screwing them over.

But you said it was
the right thing to do.

Yeah, it probably is,
but, you know,

but the thing about
doing the right thing

is that it usually
pisses somebody off.

Come on,
Loudermilk, please.

I really could use
some help.

All right, let's, uh,
let's wrap this up, okay?

Good meeting, everybody.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah. Look,
I like your daughter,

but you gotta
get her off my couch.

Why? Is everything okay?

Did she relapse?

No, she's fine.
She's doing fine.

Well,
if she's doing fine,

then we should stick with
what's working.

No need to rock
the boat, right?

No, no, we need
to rock the boat

until she falls off
the boat,

and swims to a couch
on her own boat.

Okay? I was happy
to help her out,

but I got a life
to get back to.

Not that I've seen.

What if I give you
a thank-you gift

to show my appreciation?

Could she stay
a little longer?

You're gonna bribe him?
Hey, tut, tut, tut.

Stay out of this.

What do you have in mind?

Well...

I could give you
my husband's car.

It's just collecting dust
in the garage anyway.

He can't accept gifts
over $25.

Says who?

You're just
making shit up now.

You're a drug-and-alcohol
counselor.

Taking expensive gifts
from your group members

or their families
is unethical.

It's the same for me
as a man of the cloth.

Bullshit.

Like you paid
for this place?

And what about the Pope?

He's got a custom-designed
super-Hummer.

You don't even
have a license,

what would you do
with a car?

He can sell it
for all I care.

I can sell it
for all she cares.

Yeah, I'll take the car.

And Claire can continue
to stay with you?

Forgot there's a catch.

Yeah, for now.

I'll have someone bring
the vehicle by tomorrow.

Awesome.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Whatcha watching?

It's, uh,
White Zombie.

Yeah, it's like
Walking Dead,

but really boring.

It's terrible.
Sit down.

Tempting, but, uh,
I think I'm gonna go try

and get some z's
before "snore-a-saurus"

starts rattling
the I-beams.

Look, I know
I snore,

but it's, like, a sweet
little ladylike snore.

It's like a silverback
fucking a badger

without its consent.

Okay, well, I slept
next to Wyatt for months,

and he didn't say a word.

He was on heroin.

He'd have slept through
a kidney stone.

Okay, well,
Ben hasn't said a word.

Well, I've always
been a super-sleeper

since I was a kid.

You're not a kid,

so don't say
"super-sleeper" again.

I think you have
a medical condition.

Oh, God.
Okay?

I think you need
one of those machines

that helps you breathe
like Darth Vader has.

A CPAP. My dad had one.

Really?
I'm that bad?

Yeah. You stop
breathing for minutes.

It's, like,
David Blaine-level shit.

I don't know how you don't
have brain damage.

Maybe I do.

Hey, I saw my mom's car
in the parking lot.

What, was she
checking up on me?

Well, you know,
I think in her mind,

you're on your own now.

Well, what did she say?

Well, she's glad to hear
you're doing well,

and she gave me
your father's car.

What? Wait.
Are you serious?

She gave you my dad's Escalade,
the car he died in?

What did you say?

Yeah, my dad died
in that car.

No, no, no, the part--
Did you say "Escalade"?

That's like a $90,000 truck.

Yeah, it's like 110
with all the features he added.

No. No, no, your mom's not gonna
give me a brand-new Escalade.

What other cars
did your dad have?

Uh, that's it.

I mean, she sold the Lincoln
a while back.

This is the only car.

It's actually perfect for you.

The new Escalades practically
drive themselves.

Like K.I.T.T.
from Knight Rider.

You won't even
need a license.

Uh, yeah,
you will need a license.

I won't need a license.
I'm not gonna drive it.

Probably just sell it.

What?

You're gonna profit
off the car my dad died in?

He died in it?

I just told you that
a minute ago.

No, you didn't.

What? Ah--
Uh-- Ben?

Uh-- Ah...

Pretty sure I would've
remembered you saying that.

Gonna let me drive it
before you sell it?

Yeah, if I get
to ride shotgun.

Holy shit.

Um, I'm gonna try and get down
before the, you know--?

The lumber mill
starts with the--

lumber milling.

You're out of
toilet paper again.

Again?

It's like you're
single-handedly

clear-cutting the rainforest
with your asshole.

Oh, fuck off.

♪ Something
I can leave you... ♪

Hey, how was my snoring
last night?

Awful. Terrible.
Worse.

Well, I guess you'll
just have to start sleeping

in your fancy new car.

Yeah, or you have to get
one of those CPAP things.

Um, I would,
but you need a prescription.

And when I was
in boarding school,

no one would room with me,
so I looked into it.

Oh, so you know
you have a problem.

Yeah, I do.

But, I don't know,
when I started doing coke,

I thought it went away.

Nope, didn't go away.

Okay. Well, look,
I'd go to the doctor,

but I don't
have insurance, so...

Sorry.

Hey, sorry to bother you,

but, uh, I'm just
fresh out of sugar.

Well, what do you need?

Like, a gram,
an 8 ball, or...?

Uh, is your
Dr. McDreamy here?

No, he doesn't like
to stay over

when he's on-call.

He hates waking me up.

Okay. Chivalrous.

He seems like
an interesting guy,

I'd like to meet him.

You met him
the other night.

Well, for two seconds.

Like to get to know him
though, you know?

Uh, we should all
grab a meal sometime.

I'm meeting him
at lunch today at Marty's.

You wanna join us?

Yeah, that'll work.

Okay, well,
here you go.

Yeah.

You better not be stepping
on this shit, huh?

This thing drives
like a dream.

It's pretty fucking
sweet, right?

Man, smell the leather.

I think this is what
Dubai smells like.

It's an impressive gift.

Yeah.

You should check out
the bowling alley

they got in the back.

Seriously, the Blue Book value
on this thing is insane.

This is the place.

We're meeting them
at a car wash?

Yeah, they work there.

What's up?

Billy.

Ho-ho-holy shit.

Roger Dodger.

Is this your car?

No. No, it's his.

Hi, it's my car.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Hey, um, thanks
for coming down

to talk this out
face-to-face.

I know things
got a little heated

on the text thread.

No problem.

Where's Maggie?

Uh, he's right over there.
Yo, Mags.

Hey.
Who's this fuck?

You lawyer up on us?

No.

This is Loudermilk,
he's a friend.

Pleasure.

Hey.

All right then, should we,
uh, talk business?

Yeah, not here.
We're supposed to be working.

- Go inside.
- Oh, okay.

Make sure it's in neutral.

Yeah, okay.

Okay, bring out the contract,

show him where to sign.

I already told you guys,

I'm not gonna sign that.

I came here today
as a courtesy

to you both
to explain why.

You know what?

Oh, Christ.

Mags, what are you doing?

Getting him to sign the papers,
one way or another.

Dude, relax, all right?

Nobody need--

What the fuck
kind of gun is that?

You got a problem
with it?

Hey, look,

I'm not here
for a musket ball

to the head,
all right?

I'm just supporting
my friend, Roger.

This is just like Wichita
all over again.

You didn't shoot then,
and you're not gonna shoot now.

Don't tempt me, Roger.

My life is shit
right now,

and I have nothing
to lose, okay?

I'm sorry about that,
but I'm still not gonna sign.

Are we sure this won't
scratch the finish?

Help me understand where your
head's at here, Roger.

I mean, what is
wrong with us

making a little bit
of money off our art?

They want our song
to promote binge-drinking

and having sex with
passed-out women.

Blacked-out women.

There's a big difference.

What? What is the difference?

How will we know
if they're blacked-out, Roger?

They're walking and talking
like everyone else.

Yeah.

Put the fucking
gun down, Maggie.

Just...

Don't-- For fuck's sake.

Come on, Roger.
Please?

This commercial could
get me back on my feet,

maybe open
a little pizza joint.

The residuals alone
would get me

off my cousin's couch.

You get residuals?

Fuck, yeah.

It'll double
what we get paid.

We could make
200 grand each.

That's a lot of money,
Roger.

I know.

But it doesn't matter.

Dude, you're the real deal,
you know?

I mean, you may
die broke,

but you're rich
with integrity.

Shut the fuck up,
you fucking hypocrite.

Driving up in here in your fancy
fucking Esplanade.

Telling Roger to turn down
money that he needs.

Roger-- Ow!
Fuck.

Don't listen to
this dick.

Listen to your friends.

You could have
your own Esplanade.

First off, it's a fucking
Escalade, all right?

And I didn't do
anything for this.

It was a gift.

Hey, you're the one

who's always going on,
saying no gift

comes without
strings attached

except the gift
you give yourself.

I didn't say that.

You saw that
on a cat calendar.

Nobody's perfect, Rog.

Come on, just--

--bend. A little.

Fuck it.

And so when
I got the residency,

I asked Allie
to move to Seattle,

and lucky for me,
she said yes.

And lucky for me,

I was able
to find a sublet

in your apartment building
on short notice.

Yeah, I wouldn't call anyone
lucky in that building.

It's like
a big pile of asbestos

held together
with lead paint.

So, what about work,
what'd they say?

Well, they weren't
very happy, but luckily,

Sotheby's has offices
everywhere, so--

So it all worked out.

Yeah.

Aw.

So how come you two
don't actually live together?

Yeah, you know, my hours
are so unpredictable--

Well, and-and--
--so....

And we practically
do live together.

It's just like he said,
with the crazy timing,

and me
and my new job--

Right.

- -i-it just--
- Right, right, right.

So hey, Dr. Carl.

Uh... I'm sure you
hate it when people

ask you for
free medical advice,

but this isn't
about me.

It's about the dirty
little drug fiend

who's sleeping on my couch.

Okay, um...

What's the problem?

She's got this, uh
deviated septum, sleep apnea

possible
demon-living-in-the-throat

situation, and the snoring
is just-- I-it's nuts.

I-I think she could really use
one of those CPAP machines,

'cause those work, right?

Well, yeah.

Yeah, but she should
see a doctor.

Find out what's causing
the problem.

Well, I got a doctor sitting
right across from me.

Yeah, a sleep specialist.

Yeah, that's
not a real thing.

Here, listen.

This is her.
I made this recording

last night, okay?
Listen.

Wow.

Yeah? Listen to this.

She quits breathing

for two minutes
and 36 seconds.

All right? Another time
was closer to four minutes,

but I-I-I just didn't have
the phone handy to document it.

Well, I can see why
that would worry you.

Oh, I'm not worried,
I just--

I just wanna
get some sleep at night.

I need to use
the ladies' room.

Yeah, sure.

Look, I can't just grab you
a CPAP machine.

That's not
how it works.

There are
rules and regulations.

Come on, you gotta have
a crappy old used one

laying around
somewhere, right?

Missing some knobs,

and it's a little
moldy, yeah?

I think that
guy's choking.

Uh, Dr. Carl?

Hey.

Fuck's sake. Eh.

Oh, is he choking?

All right.

Dude, you-you gotta
remember to chew.

What happened?

This guy just
saved my life.

He was choking.

Oh, honey.

Not him.

Him.

What?
Loudermilk?

Hey, how is that?
I almost ordered that.

It's fine, yeah. Fine, yeah.
No? All right.

Look, the guy
had it under control.

Okay? He didn't
need my help.

Nobody's saying
otherwise.

Well, you're both
sitting there

judging me
for not doing anything.

I can feel it.

The thing is,
I was doing something,

I was assessing
the situation,

waiting to see
if I was needed.

Really?

The guy was working
it out on his own.

Yeah, maybe.
Nope.

Definitely.

No, maybe.

But wait,
probably not.

Will you stop it?
The guy was fine.

How come his face
was turning blue?

It wasn't turning blue.

It was flush from coughing.

He didn't cough.

He couldn't cough.
He grunted.

Cough:

Grunt:

It's a big difference.
Right.

Look, the guy's fine,
that's all that matters.

Yeah, why don't
you stop

trying to be a hero,
Loudermilk?

Hey, I'm not a hero.

I just did what anyone
would do in that situation.

Right, except me.

The only one in the room

who studied medicine
for seven years

and knows exactly how
to react in that situation.

Carl, come on,
just admit it.

You fucking choked. Okay?

He choked,
and then you choked.

It's all right,
nobody's perfect.

I work in an ER,
I don't choke.

I have ice water
in my veins.

Well, I'm sure you do
in the safe confines

of the operating room

with a bunch of doctors
and nurses around

when something goes wrong.

Look--

Okay, there's other factors
to consider here,

Loudermilk. Okay?

Doctors have to be very cautious
when administering aid.

We can get sued.

Oh, okay.
Happens all the time.

Let's just drop it.

I didn't bring it up.
He did.

Hi, excuse me.
Hi, can I get the check?

No need for that. Your meal's
been comped by management.

It's the least we could do.

Oh.

That's great.

That's very generous.

You get the tip.

It goes to five,
but never CPAP up to five.

My dad did that once.

He blew up twice his size,

he was floating
around the room.

It was awful. My mom
woke up in the morning,

and she had to hit him with,
like, a needle to pop him.

At breakfast, he farted
for eight minutes--

Holy shit, is that
what I think it is?

Yep.
Yeah, it's a CPAP,

and Carl brought
it over.

Pretty nice of the doctor,
don't you think?

Ah, I think he did it
because he felt guilty.

Uh, why?
Because he's sleeping

with your
imaginary girlfriend?

No, we were
having lunch,

and some guy
started choking

and Dr. Carl
just sits there,

looking at him
like he's a turd on a log.

Wait, so,
what happened?

Yeah, did the fucking
guy die?

No, no, he didn't die,

but only because I
had to jump up and save him.

You know?

Like, I've got a doctor

sitting
across from me.

I've never ever taken
the damn class,

and here I am--
I-I get up,

and I'm giving him
the Heimlich maneuver.

So I guess he got
"Heimlock."

You just make
that up?

Yeah, it's when
you're gonna

give the Heimlich,
but you freeze up,

it's a "Heimlock," no?

Well, they can't
all be slam dunks.

I'm starting to think Dr. Carl's
not even a real doctor.

Oh, why are you
complaining?

You looked like a hero
in front of your lady friend,

and we got a CPAP machine.
Heh, heh.

- True.
- That goes in your nose.

I know.

Do I look sexy?

If I'm an elephant.

What, are you
saying I'm fat?

No, he's talking
about your ears.
Hey.

I feel like a fucking moron
in this getup.

No, you-you look like
Andre Agassi.

You need anything?

Yeah, can you grab
me a Coke?

I gotta
drink something.

You got it.

Are you an idiot?

How could you
not know about this?

They never had a video,
how would I?

Jesus Christ.

How does he even play
the drums?

Ah, with feet,
maybe? I--

Oh, this
is fucked up.

We have to replace
this guy ASAP.

He's a poster child
for fetal-alcohol syndrome.

What's our
messaging here?

If you drink Sweeny's,
you become deformed.

Is that our message?

Okay, okay.
What do I do?

Just get rid
of him.

All right.

Hey, Roger,
come here.

Listen, listen,

how bad do you want
this thing?

What do you mean?

This commercial.

I don't want it
at all,

but I can't let
them down.

Why? He fucking pulled
a gun on you.

What?
That's just Maggie.

Forget him. Just-- If you don't
wanna do it, man, don't do it.

Period. End of story.

If it's not what
you're all about--

I mean, I get it,
it's a big paycheck.

I get that, okay?

I got an Escalade
somebody handed me,

and I probably
shouldn't keep that.

I definitely
shouldn't keep that.

Because it makes
me a sellout.

Understand?
Do I wanna be a sellout

for an awesome
tricked-out luxury SUV?

Hey, Rog,

I need a word with
you, please.

Not now, we're gonna
do a quick sound check,

ah, just
the first verse.

Sound check,
everybody, let's go.

Sound check.

One, two, three, four.

♪ Boilerbreaker
Boilerbreaker ♪

♪ Take it all in

Are you fucking kidding me?

This guy's incredible.

This shit could go viral.

Yeah!

Boom!

Yeah!

Ah, that was some
wicked shit, my man.

Let's get out of here.

Yeah?

Let's take the car

for one last high-speed drive
before you give it back.

Did I say I was
giving it back?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Rog!
Where you going?

Sorry, guys,
I'm done.

- What?
- He's out.

He's not doing
your commercial.

Hey, we have
a contract.

Fuck you.

Hey, what's this
still doing here?

I thought you said you
were gonna give it back?

I did give it back.

Boys.

Are you fucking
kidding me?

She gave this to you?

Yep.

What about all that shit about
you don't take expensive gifts?

Well, you remember your
Pope-Hummer argument?

Well, it carried
a lot of weight with me.

I was told I could find
a Sam Loudermilk here.

Yeah, that's me.

The meeting's in there,
starts in 10 minutes.

I'm not here
for a meeting.

You're being sued.

For what?
For breaking my client's ribs

while recklessly
administering the Heimlich

when it wasn't needed.

Motherfucker.

If you hadn't taken that,
you couldn't get sued.

Shut the fuck up.

I'm just trying
to help.

♪ You're not alone

♪ We're in the same boat

♪ We're skipping town

♪ We'll keep on sailing
To the sound ♪

♪ Of the wind
Dancing on the waves ♪

♪ Oh, the sound of the wind

♪ Dancing on the waves