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-Hi. Have a seat.

-You were attending
City University in New York

at the time of your admission.

You checked yourself
in due to PTSD and anxiety.

And you just had an abortion.

Okay, you are being
discharged today

with a prescription
of Sertraline.

And should you need
further care...

...you will contact me.

-Yes, sir. Absolutely.

-Okay.

Take care of yourself.

-Can I ask about the future
of another patient?

-No.
You know hospital policy.

-Sorry.

-The next and last stop is
Queensboro Plaza.

-Stop.

You have a great day.

-Benita?

You're home!

-Sorry. I should have called
before I coming.

-Oh, what are you talking about?

Are you okay?

- Mm-hmm.
- Huh? What about school?

-Yeah. Well,
I missed you, Mommy.

- Oh.
- I wanted to see you. Here.

-Oh, gracias.

Here, let me take your coat.

-Thank you.

- You look skinny.
- I got it.

- You losing weight?
- Maybe a little. I don't know.

Just been busy.

-Well, you have to eat
no matter how busy you are.

Huh?
- I know.

-When did you cut your hair?

-A few weeks ago, I guess.

- Oh.
- I --

-But it's covering your face.

- What?
- Qué pena.

I'm sorry, I...
What were you saying?

- Nothing.
- Are you sure?

-Mm-hmm.

When did the turn
Posies in a Starbuck's?

-Ah, Maria, pobrecita.

She got deported.

- What?
- Mm.

-Why?

-Failure to report a change of
address or something like that.

She moved across the street
because the rent was too high.

-But she had a green card.

-Si.

-Sorry.

When did she leave?

-Eh, I think about
two months ago.

Yeah, it was two months.

Come, eat.

-What?

-What what?

-Why you're staring at me.

-I'm not staring at you.

I'm -- I'm just looking at you.

- It's weird.
- Oh.

I'm sorry. I'm just so happy
to have my baby home.

Mwah, mwah, mwah.

My baby.

Well, here. Have some of this.

What do they call that?
Curtain?

-Curtain bangs. Mm-hmm.

-Hmm.

-Good morning.

- Morning.
- Did you sleep good?

-Mm-hmm.

-I'm going to mass later,
if you want to join me.

Unless you have classes.

-Mami.

I'm going to take some time off
from school.

-I don't understand.
You said you were loving it.

It was going so well.

-I'm just burned out, I guess.

-It's an education.

So many people would do anything
to get an education.

-Please don't be mad at me.

Can I just stay here for a while
till I figure things out?

-Claro.

Are you pregnant?

-No.

-Well, I had
some good news today.

-What?

-Your Uncle Alvaro
was released from prison

after those protests.

-Is he okay?

-He's alive.

I guess I will see you later.

Have a good day.

-Bye.

- Can I join you?
- Sure.

-So yeah, new in town.

-Where are you from?

-Um, Indiana.

So, what are you
studying at school?

-Economics.
I chose a practical major.

It's probably easier
to get a job that way, you know?

-Don't you want a job you love?

-In theory.

-Okay.

I moved here for work.

-Mm-hmm.

-And I start in a week.

-Is this something you love?

-It is.

Finance.

-Mm. So you like numbers?

-I do.

-I really do.

Um, really great
getting to know you.

-I'll see you. Bye.

-Bye.

-Stop!

-If you say anything...

to anyone...

I will find you.

-I know where you live.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Gracias.

-Have you seen
any of your friends yet?

They're going to be
so happy to see you.

They ask about you all the time.

Marco, you should see him.
He's gotten so big.

-I still can't believe Angie
has a kid.

-Hmm.

You're not little girls anymore.

-No.

-Mira.

For good luck.

One foot in front of the other.

-It's just overwhelming.

-Decide.
It is not overwhelming.

Benita.

Cuidar, mi amor.

-Benita.

Yo, what are you doing here?

-I just -- I wanted to see you.

Talk to you. Say hi.

-How -- how's school?

-I don't know.

-You good?

-I think so, yeah.

"My candle burns at both ends,
but it did not last night."

Do you remember?
I read that to you.

-You read me a lot of things.

-What are you doing tonight?

Are you guys together?

-We're engaged.

-Oh, wow.

Congratulations.

-We all have to start
our lives at some point.

-Mm-hmm.

-You know?

We deserve happiness,

or at least a shot at it.

-Are you happy?

-You should come visit
my sister some time.

She'd be really happy
to see you.

-Congratulations.

Have a good night.

-Hi.

-Good day?

-Not really.

-It'll get better,
It has to get better.

-You want me to finish this?

-Yeah, go ahead.

-You okay?

-Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

-Superstitions aren't working.

-Ah.

You have to court. Good luck.

Real it in slowly.

Every precious thing matters.

Your father was a lot like you.

So curious.
You have always been so --

-It's not curiosity, Mami.

-Mami, I am panicking.

I have so many loans to pay off.

I don't know what
I'm doing with my life.

-But you got a scholarship.

-Yeah.
That didn't pay for everything.

-But you have to count
your blessings

for the opportunities you have.

-No, you don't understand.

-And pray.

Just pray.

-Such a big boy.

-I needed this.

Chardonnay. Just like
The Real Housewives do it.

Heard you still haven't
been to mass.

-You talked to my mom?

-Now, Father Joseph said.

-Oh.

-Someone hasn't been
the confession in a while.

-I fucking hate confession.

-Yeah. Who doesn't?

-Keeps you honest, though.

More importantly,
it keeps your neighbors honest.

Anthony said you looked good.

-He looks good, too.

-Heard you sprang
a little poetry on him.

-Don't worry.
I can tell you,

Roberta is not
reading him poetry.

-Roberta?

I never saw that coming.

-He wasn't enough for you.
We both know that.

-I don't know about that.

-What? So you want him back?

-No. I don't know. I --

I went over there to see
how he was doing.

-Okay.

Is that why you came back?

-I don't fucking know.
It's fucking nuts out there.

It's better to be home.

I'm going to find a job
and stay home.

-That's annoying.

-What?

-You were so good at school.
And now it's like not important.

-Okay, it's not what it looks
like on the outside.

Are you mad at me?

-No.

I'm just confused.

Okay.

So Carlos works
in the kitchen here.

- Okay.
- And he says there's

a message board
where they post job offers.

It's right on the left
when you walk in.

Act like you belong.

Like when we went
to that Lizzo concert.

-♪ I just took a DNA test

♪ Turns out I'm 100% that...

-Winshaw and Kessler,
antiquities, rare objects,

fine art, sales clerk needed.

Isn't that like an auction
house, like Sotheby's?

-I don't know.

-"Expert knowledge of art
and antiques is essential."

Sounds like an asshole.
- It's a fucking job.

-How many of those have you had?

-Are in counting?

-I have an interview tomorrow.

- Here?
- Mm-hmm.

-I don't know.

- What?
- Let me see your hands.

-My hands?

-Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
This won't do.

-Mami!

-You have to look stylish.

-I'm not going in there
to kiss ass.

-You need a job.

And this world is different.
Let me tell you. Trust me.

Just walk as if you have
all the time in the world.

Speak slowly.

Have a slight air that
everyone you're talking to

is lucky to talk to you.

- That's so arrogant.
- Oh, come on.

Let me tell you something.

The women that I make hats for,

oh, you should see them.

It's like they're gliding
or something like that.

Slow, easy they go.

-You're making me nervous.

-Oh, I'm not making you nervous.

Come on.

Come on.
Loosen up, loosen up.

Oh, we have to do something
about the makeup.

-I know how to do my makeup.

-No, I know you do,
but it should be different.

Here, trust me.
Let me show you something.

- Morning, madam.
- Good morning.

I'm here for the sales position.
Is it still available?

-You saw our listing
at the Colony Club?

-Yes, I did.

-Come in.

Do you know about antiques?

-Yes, my family has
a few good pieces.

-This is an 18th century
coiffeuse.

It would be placed
in a lady's dressing room.

It's intended
for applying makeup,

but it can also be
turned into a desk

so a lady could tend
to her correspondence.

-It's in beautiful condition.

-Let's have some tea.

-I'd love to.

The job requires greeting
and assisting clients,

to be attentive,
yet unpresuming,

knowledgeable,
yet unpretentious,

mild mannered,
yet gaining a sale.

A balancing act requires
trapeze precision and...

Karsavina grace.

-Karsavina.

-The Russian ballerina.

-Yeah. Yes, of course.

-The skill I most require
in this job

is being able to tell a story.

See this?

This, this is an 18th century
German rococo toiletten tisch.

Another ladies vanity table.

But unlike the one
we saw earlier,

this is light enough
to be carried from room to room

and can be used for writing,
playing cards, having tea.

This belonged to
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's

older sister.

This little table and its varied
uses sat in the same room

day after day as the world's
greatest composer

learned his scales
as a little boy.

- I see.
- Mm-hmm.

-And this parrot
made out of cardboard

was done
by Joan Miró's grandson,

influenced by his grandfather's
dedication to surrealism.

The vibrance of this piece
is the voice of the unheard.

-I love the sound of parrots.

-I got it.

Promise me you will go
back to school. Okay?

-What are you doing?

-I'm not needed here anymore.

-What?

-It's okay.

I need a few minutes alone.
I'll meet you back at the house.

-Okay.

-What's this?

-Nothing.

My 10 years is coming up.
They want me to renew.

-You've been putting it off
for years.

I think it's time
to apply for citizenship.

-I don't want to
talk about that.

-I can help you study.

-Your father would be
so proud of you.

-It's enough
that you're proud of me, Mami.

What are you going to do?

Angie!
- Yeah?

- I got it.
- You got the job?

That's so good!

We have to celebrate.

Let me grab some rum.

This is all I got for now.

-Perfect.

- Go, go.
- Come on.

-Enjoy yourself.

-Make way for this girl.
She got a job.

-Thank you. Cheers.

-Hi.

I'm Diana.

-I'm Benita.

-Benita?

-I love scarves.

I just can't figure out
how to make them.

I want to do so many things.
I just don't know how.

-Do you want me to teach you?

-Really?

-Sure.

-Okay.

-So you move this
over the needle.

- Mm-hmm.
- Like that.

-Okay.

-You fold.

And you count the number
of times you do it.

How long have you been here for?

-Too long.

You hide it under your tongue
and spit it out.

-Good girls.

-She doesn't care.

-Why don't you take
your medicine?

Don't you want to get better?

-I like the voices in my head.

But most days I'm not sure
whose side they're on.

You know, at least I feel alive.

-Why are you in here?

-I've been given
various diagnoses.

Hysterical, delusional,
depressed, manic.

All fancy words for a bad egg.

But, you know, it's not in here
that makes you crazy.

It's out there.

What everyone wants from you,
what they want to make of you,

who they think you should be.

Did I do it?

-Mm-hmm.

It looks really good.

-Not bad.

-So start the next row.

-You're a good teacher.

-I'm...

I'm just teaching you the way
my mom taught me.

-You have a nice mommy?

-Um...

I mean, yeah.

-My mom put me in here.

-Most of our clients
have no imagination.

They need to see the pearls
on a pretty girl.

Wear what you wish
from this table.

Just put the pieces back
at the end of the day.

Unless you sell it, of course.

Ms. Hennessy. My favorite.

-Can -- can I help you?

-You haven't any Murano glass,
have you?

No red earth tones.
I want something special.

Do you have anything blue?

-Oh, I just love Murano glass,

but unfortunately,
we don't have any.

We do have this stunning,
rare Northwood Leaf umbrella

amber cased cruet.

-I want Murano glass.

-Are you -- are you sure?

-What did she get?

-Uh, nothing.

-And why is that?

-Because we didn't have
what she was looking for.

-No, you're wrong.

They don't know what they want.

It's your job to tell them.

Get them to use
their imagination.

Wait up.

Tell me what you think
about this set.

-Uh, this is
our Plymouth tea set.

It is in wonderful condition.

Considering its long travel
across the sea.

-So you mean
a symbol of freedom?

-Yes.

Touch it.

You can feel the American
history on your fingers.

Making any house
a real American home.

-That's better.

Thank you.

-The finest pieces my partner
sends back from his travels.

The Winshaw in
Winshaw and Kessler.

He travels the world in search
of the most precious items.

This arrived only this morning.

He was on a dig in Turkey
and made a remarkable discovery.

An ancient Greek amphora.

Winshaw attributed it
to the Harrow painter,

470 to 480 BC.

Careful.

Finding the most obscure and
unique objects is his passion.

I never know where he is
in the world

or when he's going to return,
but he always manages

to send back great finds
just when we need it.

-Is this with commission?

-Nope. I have to
sell something first.

-You better sell something.

They can get rid of you
at any time, you know?

Is this before or after taxes?

-Before.

-Ay Díos mío.

You should go back to school
and become a doctor.

Then you never have to worry.

-Did you hear back
from immigration yet?

-I have an appointment
next week.

-Good.

-Bueno.

Okay.

Your first paycheck.
Congratulations.

-Thanks.

-Benita, can you quickly clean

the limoge tea
and coffee service

and the gold rimmed
Baccarat champagne flutes,

but do not place them together
because they will clash.

And make sure this jewelry
is laid out on the table.

- Is it a special occasion?
- Yes. Yes.

Some potential new clients are
coming today,

so we must have ready coffee,
tea, champagne, whiskey,

whatever they require.
- Of course.

-Karsavina grace, Benita.
Karsavina grace.

-Yes.

When -- when will they arrive?

-Oh, I don't know.

This pair, these clients,

such people,
they never make appointments.

And if they do,
they never keep them.

So if they buy from us,
everyone will buy from us.

So we must be ready and waiting.

Well, Benita, I think
it's time to close up shop.

-Maybe we should wait
a few more minutes.

-No, no, no. It's done.

But tomorrow is another day.

-Sorry.

-It happens.

Uncork the champagne.
It's them!

Mr. Van de --
Miss Van Der Laar!

How lovely to see you.
Please come in. Come in.

May I introduce my associate,
Benita Parla.

And, please.
Some champagne?

- Yeah.
- There you are.

-Thank you, Benita.

- Of course.
- Thank you.

-Please have a look.

Thank you.

Yes, please peruse.

-I love art nouveau.

But my dress is
more '70s inspired.

Jimmy. Jimmy.

-Do both.

-It has to be perfect.

-Oh, I-I'm sure either
would look beautiful on you.

-What's your name?

-Uh, Peter. P-Peter Kessler.

-Peter.

I'm Diana.

-Yes.

-Let me just have
a minute to think.

-Of course. Yes.

Might I inquire, is it a special
occasion you're preparing for?

-Oh, it's an occasion.

-Uh-huh.

-The museum is putting
our family name

on one of their wings.

And my sister is
the guest of honor.

-Because of Dad.

-And the museum loves you.

To my dear sister Diana,

who bestows this fine city
with her artistry.

Cheers.

-Cheers.
And congratulations.

-Thank you.

Hmm.

Oh.

I think I'll do
the layering look.

And I'll just get
a simpler dress.

-All right. So both pieces?

Benita, would you please do
the honors.

And I'll do the math.

And may I just say, I actually
have one of your father's prints

just above my fireplace.

-Oh, which one?

-Uh, Tulips in March, 1991.
Beautiful.

-Inspired by Diana and
their mornings at Gramercy Park.

-You came, too.

We would go to the park
after Dad was finished painting.

He would paint all night, and we
would fight over the swings.

Remember, we would get
hot chocolate sometimes.

- Mm-hmm.
- Do you think the place

is still open?
Can we go?

-Yeah.

-There's your total.
And you can just...

Thank you.

-Benita!

I know where
I've seen you before.

Remember, you were at, um...

You were at my table

at the Diamond Ball

with, um, Aaron and Lauren.

-Yes. It was a beautiful night.

-It was, wasn't it?

-It was so beautiful.

-And successful.

Didn't you raise $4 million
that night?

-Yes, uh, it I believe so.

-Talented and beautiful.

-You were there, too, correct?

-I was.

-Well, it's been
an absolute honor serving you.

And thank you very much.
Please come again.

-Bye, Paul.

-Bye-bye.

- Bye.
- Thank you, James.

-Bye.

- It was nice seeing you.
- You too.

-Well, you're a woman
of many faces.

-Are you going to
tell me what's going on?

-Your tío Alvaro is very sick.

We don't know
how much time he has.

He was always so good to me.

He would tell me
the best stories

when I was a little girl
to help me fall asleep.

He would pick a fight
with our father

so that my father
wouldn't come after me.

He was the one who helped me
to come here.

He wanted a better life for you.

I just want a simple life.

People being good to each other.

Kindness.

Benita, you must always
protect yourself.

Do you understand?

-Stop!

-So tell me, how was your day?

-I made a sale.

- You did?!
- Mm-hmm.

-Oh, that's so good!

That's good!

Oh. Oh.

-There you are. Careful.

-Take her out to lunch.

-No, no, no, no. It's fine.

It's okay.

-No. Enjoy being young.

Go on.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

-I've been trying
to forget my memories.

Sometimes I think...

...isn't it better
to not remember the times

you were happy?

-Or better to make new ones.

-Are you happy
working at Winshaw Kessler?

-You know, I'm starting to get
used to the smell of aged wood

and silver, polish
and furniture oil.

-And...

-All those pretty things.

You are like a jewel
in your own jewelry box.

-I didn't think of it like that.

I do feel like I'm in
another time when I'm there.

-What time?

-Sometimes the '20s, the '50s.

-And you get to
touch everything, right?

-Yeah. And polish it.

-Wow.

That part is cool.

Like, I think of where
each piece has been.

-Mm, what happened to that lamp
that was sitting in that room?

-Oh, Were people having sex
right next to it?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

-Yeah. Maybe.

-You know,
how did that go about?

-Who were these people?

-Yeah. I don't know. But...

-How long have you worked there?

-Um, not long.

It wasn't easy to find a job.

-What?

-When did --
When did you get out?

-A couple of days ago.

-Well, I'm so happy to see you.

-I'm happy to see you, too.

It was horrible
in there without you.

I couldn't believe it
when you left.

It's like you just disappeared.

-How -- how did you get out?

-Mm. Oh, yes.

I convinced them that
I was no longer dependent

on the habit
of escaping my difficulties.

That I had regained touch
with reality.

And I was now going to recover
and live a normal life.

A normal life.

Who in the world
would want something so small?

-Most people don't
have a choice.

-That's sad.

I'm happy for you.

-Thank you.

-I mean, you get yourself a job.

You really turned
your life around.

No one knows you in
the hospital, right?

- No.
- Okay, good.

Yeah. You didn't tell anybody?

- No, no.
- You'll be marked for life.

Trust me.

-No, I wa-- I wasn't
planning on it.

-We're going to do great.

Second chances.

-Yeah.

Second chances.

-How was your lunch?

-It was really nice.

I had really good spaghetti.

-Oh, I do love some pomodoro.

Oh, could you close up tonight?
I have to leave early.

I have tickets for
the opening night of the ballet.

-Yeah, right. Of course.
That's tonight.

-Oh, were you planning
on attending?

-I had to give my seats away.
I have another commitment.

-Too bad.

There's nothing
like an opening night.

I still get butterflies.

-Yeah, there's definitely like
a little bit of amber.

-A little bit of shit browns.
It's the lighting.

-No, it's not.

Let me see.

You got made fun of?

- Yeah.
- For your eyes?

-Uh-huh.

-Stop!

-Good night.

-Armed, away.

-♪ Sitting at the table

♪ Wondering why

♪ Haunted by a dream

-Benita!

Hi! You came! Oh!

Sit, sit.

Ooh, so pretty.

Isn't she fabulous?

-Oh, she's amazing.

-I feel like I'm in
my own puppet show right now.

You need a drink?

-Yes.

-Oh, thank you.

-Do you live around here?

-Hm?

-Do you stay like in the area?

-Oh.

It depends on what
you define as home.

Right now, I'm living
in a funeral parlor.

-A funeral parlor?

-That's what I call
my mother's house.

She likes to keep tabs on me

when she's in
between boyfriends.

I told her I'm the one that's
supposed to have boyfriends.

You know, she just rolls her
eyes says I can't be trusted.

- That's horrible.
- I know.

-Just how it is.

She's always been
competitive with me.

Probably why I'm still
dependent.

-Is there any way that you can
get your own place

so you don't have to deal
with any of this?

-Hm?

-Well, is there a way you can
get your own place

so you don't have to deal
with any of that?

You know?

-Maybe.

-Maybe?

-Maybe I'll show you later.

Wait. How are you?
Tell me everything.

- I'm fine.
- Fine?

- Yeah.
- That's what people say

to people when they're
going through something

and they really need a friend.

- Mnh-mnh.
- Tell me.

-I'm -- I'm fine. I...

It's just a lot of new things.
Um...

You know, new job, no school,
and living back at home again.

-It's scary, right?

-Mm-hmm.

-Like, what if they
make me go back?

-Diana!

How are you, gorgeous?

- Isaac!
- Welcome home.

-It's great to see Jimmy's
big sister back in town.

-Used to be known as my brother.

Isaac, this is Benita.

-Hi, Benita. Nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you.

-I went ahead
and made your favorite.

-Something strong
and artisanal, I hope.

-But of course.

I hope it's okay, Benita.

Or I can bring
you something else.

-No, no. No, it's --

It's great. It's great.
Good. Thank you.

-Alright. Enjoy.
Nice to meet you.

-Diana, great to see you.

-Thank you for taking
care of me.

Oh. Right there.

-To a much needed night out.

-Yes. Cheers.

-Jasmine?

- Mm-hmm.
- Hi!

How are you?

I'm good. How are you?

-I'm good.
Are you still married?

-We don't use labels.

-Good to see you.

-Good to see you.

-So cool.

-Your brother's here.

-What?

-Do you want to go say hi?

-No. You said you'd be healthy.

-It's just socially.

-Be a good brother.
You remember Benita?

- Hey.
- Hi.

-How are you?

-I'm fine.

-Okay.

- Another round.
- Isaac!

Yes. Keep them coming.

- Got it.
- Thank you. You're the best!

He's the best.

-What a gem.

-So where --
Where are you coming from?

-A, uh, quite boring date.

- Why?
- Just no connection.

Like Sahara, nothing.

So...

-Does anyone eat these?

-No, I think you should take
all of them

and let them melt in your purse.

-Oh, thank you.
Yeah, that -- that'd be nice.

-♪ I sit at the table

-I thought I saw -- yeah.

I like these. The roses.

-Yeah, my grandmother always
had rose bushes were growing up,

so I figured, great idea
to just cover my body in them,

because that makes
a lot of sense.

-Want to go?

Oh, wait, I'm going to use
the powder room.

I'll be right back.
- Oh, I'll come with you.

-It's okay. I'm a big girl.
I can handle it on my own.

I'm fine.
I'm taking care of myself.

-You guys are funny.

- Is that what we are?
- Mm-hmm.

I don't have siblings,
but you guys seem close.

-We've been through a lot.
You can say that.

-Tough life.

-Okay.

This is it!

- Wow.
- My heaven.

-I rented it.

What do you think?
Isn't it perfect?

-So pretty.

Oh!

Are you kidding me?

When are you officially
going to move in?

-Oh, yeah, I'm not going
to move in, move in.

I'm not my mom.

Believe I'm still
living with her

and that she still has control.

Isn't it perfect?

-Yeah, it is, it really is.

-Benny, we can do
whatever we want here.

Have you ever been to that
flea market in Paris?

-Mnh-mnh.

-I like going there.

And I get all
these little things,

and I put them on chains.

I used to go with my lover
from Spain.

-Do you ever sell them?

-He wanted to.

Mm.

Then we broke up, so nope.

- That sucks.
- Yeah.

He said it was my fault.
He twisted it.

It wasn't my fault.

-Sounds like an asshole.

-Mm.

- Men are limited.
- Mm-hmm.

-But most aren't assholes.

-Your brother seems nice.

Jimmy.

He's a sweetheart.

My best friend.

You have brothers or sisters?

-No, no, no.
It's just me and my mom.

-Dad?

I share.

-Cheers.

-The classier.

Benita.

I think it's a full moon!

Wow!

-Feels like a full moon.

-Oh, my...

-Diana?

Stop!

-I'm getting it.

-I'm serious. Don't scare me.

-I'm getting it.

-I'll see you on the other side.

-Ah!

-Bring your ass down!

-Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Don't!

-Oh, my God! Ah!

-What?

Oh, my gosh!

It's just a full moon.

-Do you like this coat?

-Wow. Ah.

-It's definitely a full moon.

-Of course, if you're collecting
from an investment standpoint,

this vase is undoubtedly
a wise choice.

You strike me
as true collectors.

It has been said that collecting

gives our lives
hope and purpose.

-I need to think about it.

-We'll be in touch.

-Please do not text at work.

I like to think of this
is the last place

the machines will conquer.

-Of course. Sorry. Sorry.

So why aren't we selling this?

-Oh, they're damaged.

-Then why are we keeping them?

-Oh, I was hoping
to have them restored,

but a lot of the great
restoration artists

have gone out of business.

-I'm going to be late.

Yeah.

Mami, I'm with a friend.

No, it's not Angie.

You don't know her.

Com on, yo, I have to go.

I have to go. I have to go.

Bye. Bye, Mami.

Bye-bye. Bye. Yeah.

-Who were you talking to?

-Oh, my mom.

-I can't wait to meet her.

Helps keep the voices calm.

Especially the cruel ones.

What does your mom think
about rehab?

She doesn't know?

-Mnh-mnh.

She sacrificed so much.
You know, it --

It would kill her.

-Can I ask you something?

-Yeah.

-What happened to you?

I won't tell anyone.

It's just me.

-I try not to think
about it every day,

but it's always there.

Like a patina
over everything I see.

I met this guy who was nice.

He bought me drinks.

And then was on
the floor at a bar

that I'll never go back to.

Um...

and it happened fast.

He was so charming and nice,

and then he was
a fucking monster.

-I'm sorry.

When you start to think about
it, it was a bad dream.

Like...

oh, that was a bad, bad dream.

- Yeah.
- Okay? It didn't happen.

-Yeah.

A big bad dream.

-Never happened.

Can I ask you another question?

-Yeah.

-Have you ever been in love?

-In love?

-I mean, yes, I guess.
I don't know. I think so.

-It doesn't work that way.

Was he hot?

-Yes, he was hot.

What? Have you been in love?

You talk.

- Yeah.
- Spit it out.

-I've been in love.

Our mothers teach us how to be
desired but not how to be loved.

Doesn't it look like
those trees are dancing?

-Yeah, there's
a little salsa in there.

-I like the way you salsa.

You know what?
I think you're a goddess.

Made more perfect by experience.

-Thank you.

- Hey.
- Hey.

-You want to go out?
I have a sitter.

-I have a work thing.

-Mm. Cool.

You look good.

-Thanks.

You like this color?

-Yeah.

Have fun.

-Let's hang soon.

-Sure.

Night.

-Bye.

Hey, uh, it's me.

-Sir, uh, sorry.

Was there a, uh, ceremony,

dedication or something
that was happening in there?

-No. Somewhere
you're supposed to be?

-I-I thought so. Um...

It must have been a mix up
or something.

-Hm. Yeah.

I just arrived back in town,
back into the city, so...

-Okay.

If you don't mind me saying,
you know,

wherever you think
you're supposed to be,

you look very beautiful.

-Thank you.

- Good night.
- Good night.

-♪ Let's all talk
about protection ♪

♪ I came up in succession

♪ And I led when I called out

♪ Hold me when you ball out

Hi! You look amazing.

I'm so sorry about the mix up.

I just -- the museum crowd
is like cool.

But this is so much more fun.
I thought I'd a party.

New connections. Mingle.

Hey!

- Hey.
- Hi.

-I didn't know you'd be here.

Do you mind if I sit?

-No. Yeah. Sure. Sorry.

-Do you know anybody here?

-No.

-You look nice.

-Thank you.

-Do you play?

-Nope, not at all.

-Here. I'll show you.

Put your hands on top of mine.

You can put both.
Don't be scared.

-Is this what it's supposed
to sound like?

-I have no idea. I'm actually
terrible at the piano.

I just wanted an excuse
for our hands to touch.

-Is that your go to line?

-No, just something I say
when I'm very nervous

and want to sound cool.

-Are you nervous?

-A little bit.

-Oops.

Oh, I feel like I'm floating.

-Are you okay?

-I said...

there's piece
of heaven in my eyes,

and the wound's
glow is on my lips.

You see?

So pretty.
This dress looks so pretty.

And your hair like this
is so good.

- Here, hold on, just sit.
- No, no. Oh.

-Good. Oh, we're dancing.

You're a good dancer.

I'm fine.

-Do you need a ride
back to the city?

-Sure.

-Here

-Do you think
she's going to be okay?

-I hope so.

She's so fun till she's not.

-It's peaceful out.

-Yeah.

Even the city sleep sometimes.

-Sometimes when I see
the city from here,

I can't believe
I actually take up space there.

Do you have to be up
early tomorrow?

-Um, yeah.

I'm flying to Switzerland
early in the morning.

And we have two galleries there
and have some shows coming up.

-Do you want to go?

-Let's run.

♪ Are you my dream at last

♪ 'Cause I been hurt
in the past ♪

♪ And I just want
to go back home ♪

♪ But I'm afraid to go alone

♪ And then you

♪ There was you

♪ Then you

♪ There was you

-Thanks for the ride.

-Thanks for...

making tonight better.

-Have a nice time in
Switzerland, James.

-Thank you.

You can call me Jimmy.

-You can call me Benny.

-Benny?

Nice to meet you, Benny.
I'm Jimmy.

-Thank you.

Thank you.

Jimmy.

-Good night, Benny.

-Hi.

-Hi.

It's, um...

nice to see you again.

-You too.

-So, can I help you?

-Can I help you?

-Excuse me. You...

- Ben!
- Hey!

-Welcome back.
Sorry I'm late. The trains.

Good to see you.

Oh, and I see you've
already met Benita.

She has been a welcome addition
to the firm.

-Hmm. Yeah.

I was just getting
to know Benita.

-Mm-hmm.

-Oh. Hmm.

-Travel does you good.

- Thank you.
- You look well.

-Thank you. I'm glad
to be back for a little bit.

-Well, let's get to it.

-Oh.

- Oh, Mr. Kessler?
- Yes?

-What were you saying
about the Kintsugi technique?

-Oh, yes, well, um,
in Japanese culture,

uh, the belief is that
the cracks,

the breaks, and their mending

becomes an intrinsic part
of the life of an object.

And...

In fact, an object becomes
more beautiful

because it's been broken.

That's the heart of it,
isn't it?

-Yeah. It's beautiful.

-Yeah.

I just came to that, um,
today's -- I'm leaving early

today, so, um...

- Okay.
- Have a have a good evening.

-Night, Peter.

Benita, can you
hand me that volume?

-Have you tried Google?

-Uh...

I do not trust
the information online.

-Is this your family?

-Yes.

They live in North Carolina.

My mom is a schoolteacher,
and her family is there,

so she's there.

-That sounds hard.

-You know, it's fine.
I travel a lot.

-To strive, to seek,
and to find.

-Not to you.

Someone has been
reading my books.

-I love Tennyson.

-Hmm.

-Benny!

-Hi.

I -- Do you mind?

- I guess.
- I'm sorry.

-Benny, I-I'm sorry.

I didn't blow off
the dedication ceremony.

They canceled on me.

You must think I'm such a fool.

-No, I don't think
you're a fool.

-You know, my dad
called them and said that...

...he wants to be the one
to show up for it

when his schedule allows, so...

-That's fucking unfair.

-It's just the way it is,
you know?

Like I...

They set me up.

I get so excited,
and then they just take it away.

I mean, I keep trying.

You know, I try so hard,

and I keep ending up
right back at the same place.

And I'm like, "No, I'm going
to try harder.

I can try harder,
I can do better,

I can do a good job."

-It's going to be okay.

- Promise I'm going to do better.
- I know. I know.

It's going to be okay.
I see you. It's fine.

It's going to be okay,
Diana. Okay?

I got you.

-Thank you.

You're a good friend.

-You know what?
Fuck all of this.

Let's go see a movie
or something.

Let's forget about this.
Yeah?

-Okay.

-No, you have to go to work.

You have your job.

You look so pretty.
You don't want to miss...

You got to go.
- Are you going to be okay?

-I'm fine.

-Are you sure?

-Pure as daisies.

You're fucking crazy.

-I love you, Benita.

- I love you, too.
- Have a good day.

-Okay. Bye.

Hi.

-Benita!

-Would you like company,
or am I interrupting you?

-Oh, no. Yes.
Please, uh, sit down.

-"No. Yes."

-Would you like a martini?

- I'm okay.
- Oh.

-Have an oyster.

-Thank you.

-So good. Mm.

So good. Thank you.

Is this your spot?

-Every year on this day.

-Is it your birthday?

-It's actually the anniversary

of my partner's passing.

-I'm so sorry.

-It was 19 years ago.

It still feels like
it happened an hour ago.

Oh...

I don't know why I'm crying.

-Oh.

I miss him.

-What was he like?

-He was the most incredible,

incredible ballet dancer.

And a rebel.

He hated all the rules.
Of the company.

He always was fighting
with the company director.

He had no patience
for anything less than ideal.

We always used to say
things like,

"Until then..."

And then suddenly
my life became "since then."

Anyway, this was our spot.

We always used to come here
after performances

and gossip about the socialites
and laugh.

He used to make me
laugh so much.

And even now,
you know how, uh...

hear..

Hear a stranger making a joke

or I'll see something funny
on the street.

And I know it's him, putting
that person in front of me

so that I'll laugh.

-You know, it's beautiful
that you spent

that much time together.

Some people don't get that.

Give me your hand.

For you.

-I can't even see what it is.

Oh.

-For luck.

-Thank you so much.

Oh, sometimes I just think
I should move on.

But also, I think it's okay
to be broken.

-Hi.

- Hi.
- What happened?

-Can you believe it?
After all these years.

Must be a sign.

-A sign of what?

-I don't know.

It's so hard for me
not to be there.

-I think you need
to go see tío Alvaro.

I've made some money.
The loans can wait.

I think you need to go see him.

-Yeah.

Oh.

Thank you.

I love you.

-I love you, too.

-I'm so proud of you.
You know that, don't you?

-Could I take these out
of the store for a little bit?

I have an idea.
It might not work.

-Sure.

- See? It's good storage.
- Mm.

Thank you.

I'll think about it.

-This is the painting
I was talking about.

-I don't know.

The Dutch still-lifes
are so boring.

-Good afternoon.
Welcome.

- This is a brilliant painting.
- Yes. Yes.

-Yeah, but it doesn't really
speak to me.

-This still life dates
to the 17th-century Delft.

The pomegranates symbolize
abundance and fertility.

-They're not pomegranates.
They're medlars.

It was an ancient fruit grown by
the Romans ate after bletting.

-I'm sorry.
Did you say "bletting"?

-Yes. It means "to rot."

They symbolize
decaying morals --

Debauchery, prostitution.

I mean, notice the bread
is untouched.

Christ's sacrifice is forsaken.

Whereas the lobster
and the oyster -- the symbol

for gluttony and temptation.

And they have been devoured.

-Perhaps we can think about it.

-Yeah.
We'll -- We'll be in touch.

-Yes. Yes, of course.
Thank you so much.

Why did you say
they were pomegranates?

-Because no one wants
a painting symbolizing

decaying morals and prostitution
in their dining room.

So why not call them
pomegranates?

-Because we don't sell
used cars.

Art is honest.

Art is shared.

-Sorry.

-Now you know.

-We're all always learning.

-Love you, Mommy.
I love you.

- I love you.
- Mm-hmm.

Don't forget to eat.

- I know.
- Okay.

Don't forget to take
the trash out.

-Okay.

Mommy, I'm fine.

- Okay.
- Okay.

-Okay.

Bye.
- Bye, Mommy.

What's that?

-Ah, it's from Paris.
It's from the circus.

They have the best
sleight of hands for magic.

You've been
to the circus, right?

-I went to the Big Apple Circus
when I was a kid.

I was terrified
of the people in it.

-Ha ha!

Oh, I took my daughter
when she was little.

She cried as soon
as the Grandma skit started.

I had to walk her out
right in the middle of the show.

You know...

I'm telling you...

the, uh, circus in Paris

is much more elegant.

-Have you ever taken her
to Paris, then?

-Mmm...

- Maybe you will someday.
- You know, maybe.

You know, maybe if she gets
the travel bug

and her mom lets her.

But you have to find things
that bring you joy.

-What does that mean?

-You have to find,

you know,
the things that make you happy,

that stay consistent, regardless
what the circumstances are.

See?

-Like dreams?

-No, no.
I mean, well, you know,

dreams just get you from
one stage of life to another.

But, you know, joy is -- is --

Is what
gets you through the day.

Hmm?

I got that one from the Globe.

-I'd love to see "Hamlet"
at the Globe.

-Mm...

"This above all --

To thine own self be true."

Ta-da.

-Watch that water.

-I never thought of it
like that.

When I look at old stuff,
it blows my mind.

I think about the hands
that made it.

Like, what was their life?

-They say history is supposed
to teach us something.

-History doesn't repeat itself,
but it does rhyme.

-I-I...

That's Oscar Wilde.

-Mm-hmm. My mom was
a big enforcer of reading.

So you come here often?

-Yeah. You know,
I'm kind of into art history.

I majored in it in college.

So, you know, museums for me

is -- is --
Is -- is a safe place.

I think this is you.

-Hey!

-Hi.

-Oh!
Oh, I missed you so much.

-I missed you.

-Mm.

Here, take your coat off.

You want a drink?

-Nah, I'm okay.

-Oh.

How was it?

-It was great.
Had a good turnout.

-Really? For those pieces?

-Art is subjective, Diana.

Mm...

Soon you're gonna be peddling
those NFTs.

-You're the worst.

-So...

-So...

-I met someone
that's really cool,

down-to-earth...

easy to talk to...

not from our circle.

-Cute.

-What?

Thank you, baby.
- You're welcome.

Enjoy.

-What? Tell me.

You don't fucking need anybody.

-And why is that?

-They're gonna use you.

-No, it's true.

They see your watch.

They see...

your life and...

mnh-mnh, yeah...

...they don't see your heart.

So...

Hey, don't you remember?

Nicola.
- Fuck you.

Do you remember
what you did to her?

-I was just trying
to protect you.

-Yeah. Right.

-I was right about her.

You know, you only see
what you want to see in people,

but she was very mean to me.

-Can we have
one fucking conversation...

about what I need?!

What I want?

-I'm sorry.

Here.

Why can't you keep it together?

I'm fine.
- You're not fine.

- No, I'm fine.
- You're far from fine.

- I'm fine.
- You're far -- You're not.

-I'm fine!

- Stay.
- I'm fine.

-Fuck.

What the fuck
are you all looking at?!

-Did you take these?

-Yes. I sat
with each one of them.

That's Vincent.

You know,
he made crests his entire life.

And this is Violetta.
She's a potter.

-Did she make this?

-Yes.

Hm.

-So are you guys friends then?

-I mean, you know,
I have their contacts,

and I check on them.
- Mm.

Are you gonna go visit them?

- Hello.
- Wow.

-Maybe.

-How are you?

Oh, I'm good.

-Well, maybe you should come,
go traveling sometime.

-Benita.

Hi.
- Hi.

-Could we get a drink?

-Enjoy yourself.

-Thank you!

Come on.

-Benita is interesting,
don't you think?

-Hm.

Oh, yeah, she's quite curious.

-Mm.
And I think special.

-Mm.

-Just...

be a little more gentle.

The wounds of some hearts

aren't always visible
to the natural eye.

-I'm just trying to teach her.

-I know. Yes, I know.

But some people need to be seen

before they can start to hear.

-Isaac, Isaac.

More.
- Of course, of course.

Single? Double?
- Ah, just...

-Oh, that's enough.

-All righty. Enjoy. Enjoy.

-Thank you.

- Let's go.
- Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Bye.

Do you like coffee,
and how much?

-Yes.
Couple cups every morning.

Oh!
Fun!

-Okay,
but what does it all mean?

-I'm your protector.

It's you and me
against the world.

But you like to be close to
safety, and you like sex.

- What?
- In the morning.

-Stop!

I don't know about that.

He is cute.

-You're not well.

You think I want to do this?

-If you're -- If you're planning
on taking her back,

I don't think that's --

It's not good for her
to be in there alone.

-Mm...

-Hey.

I'm gonna be here, okay?
- Yes.

-I'll be here when you get out.

-It's okay.

You go.

I'm sorry, Mama.

I'm so sorry.

I did my best.

-I love you, James.

I'm so sorry.

-I love you, Mama.

-I love you.

-This is a joyous,
plentiful scene of a feast

that would befit any dining
room of the classical style.

The pom--

They're medlars...

a Roman fruit.

It symbolizes decaying morals.

Used by artists

as a warning, reminder
to not take for granted

what's truly important
in our lives.

-A declaration of the value

of substance
over superficiality.

- Nice.
- Mm.

This is such beautiful work,
Benita.

Really.

-Thank you.

-You are a woman
of many talents.

Now...

-"The things I witnessed
that day,

they were somehow felt
in her reflection.

The spark
of our shared reaction.

A reaction that I wanted

"to continue on
through time and space."

- Mm.
- Quite the poet.

-Mm-hmm.

-You think so?

-Did you write that?

-I did.

-Are you writing a book?

-Hmm. What kind of book?

-I don't know.
You tell me.

You are the one

who's underlining passages
out of books

and writing in the margins.

-I'm just wondering.

-Nah, I don't know
who would want to read my book.

-Yeah, I don't know.
Me either.

-Ouch.

-Well, four hands
are better than two.

-Please. I need all the help
I can get.

-Mm.

Hi.

-What are you doing?

-I finished it.

-Okay.
How'd you find me?

-It doesn't --
It doesn't matter.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Come with me on a walk.

-Fine.

-Are you coming back?

-I don't know.

I'm so sick of this shit.

It makes me feel better
and it makes sense to be here.

-Okay.

People don't kill
themselves here.

-No.
Not my friends.

I used to think that I was going
to see the world and...

...get out of my neighborhood.

But the world fucking sucks.
- Mm.

Yeah.

And -- And then what?

-What?

-I mean, what, you're just
gonna stay here and...

and think nothing bad
will ever happen to you again?

-Maybe. Yeah.

-Oh.

Okay. And...

in another five years,
what are you gonna do?

-I don't fucking know.

What?

Are you judging me?
- Okay.

-Because I came home.
I'm not running from it.

-Right.

Listen, who's judging who?

It's okay to let people in.

But I'm a mess.

-It's okay.
Life is -- is messy.

-It doesn't fucking matter
anyway.

Okay?

Yeah.

-You know what matters?

It's what you make matter.

That's -- That's your choice.

-What? My...

My -- Why? My purpose?

That's -- That's bullshit.

-Maybe it is.

-Maybe it is.

-Hey.

- Hey.
- You okay?

-I'm fine.

-You look like shit.

-Thanks.

-Why aren't you at work?

-I took the day off.

-Sounds nice.

Look, I don't know what's been
going on with you lately --

-What? Are you gonna give me
some advice, Angie?

I don't really want
to fucking hear your advice.

-Fine. I don't have any.

-I'm sorry.

-Get your shit together, okay?

I have to go.

Carlos is gonna be home soon.

-Aah!

-Oh.

Oh, my God!

Diana.

-Hmm?

-Thank you
for being my best friend.

♪ Are you my dream at last?

♪ 'Cause I've been hurt
in the past ♪

♪ And I just want
to go back home ♪

♪ But I'm afraid to go alone

♪ And then you

♪ There was you

♪ Then you

♪ There was you

-♪ If I'm there, if I'm there,
if I'm there ♪

♪ Then I'm there for you

♪ I hope you care,
hope you care, hope you care ♪

♪ For me like I do

♪ 'Cause my last let me down,
let me down ♪

♪ Broke my heart in two

♪ So I gave up on the chase and
the looking for someone new ♪

♪ And then you

♪ There was you

♪ There was you

♪ And then you

-♪ There was you

-♪ There was you

-♪ Last night
you were my dream ♪

♪ I can't wait

♪ To go back to sleep

♪ Last night you were my dream

♪ I can't wait

♪ To go back to sleep

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