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Have you used
this medication before?

- Yes, I have.
- Remove the patch from the pouch,

peel off the plastic backing
and press onto the skin.

Yes.

Apply below the waist
to the buttocks or thighs.

- Do not apply to a hairy area.
- Right.

- Or to the breasts.
- Yes, I know. Thank you.

And, how long have you been
on hormone replacement therapy?

Ten years-ish, um...

Eleven.

- You are over 50?
- Yes. May I have it?

Are you aware of the negative
side effects associated

- with prolonged use of HRT?
- I am.

Nausea, headaches,
migraines, dizziness,

general disorientation,
memory loss, palpitations,

hot flashes, increased blood
pressure, stroke, heart disease,

and increased risk of cancer
of the breast, uterus,

- ovaries and fallopian tubes...
- But on the plus side,

it makes you look younger.

Visa?

Well, why don't you
just get a haircut?

Excuse me?

Yeah, you can't get
ovarian cancer from a haircut.

If you wanna look younger,
why not just get a haircut?

Why don't you just shut the fuck up
and give me my hormones, hm?

S01E01
The Other Davina

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- Hi.
- Hi, they're releasing an Anne Murray box set,

and the paper wants me to write about it,
so it's been Anne all day.

I'm saturated with Murray.
Do you like her?

I like Anne Murray.

I don't particularly
like Anne Murray

but I'm trying
to give her a chance.

I've listened to Snowbird
maybe 15 times

so it's safe to say
I'm going mad basically.

At first, it was like being suffocated
by a high-quality down pillow but...

now the song's growing on me,
it's growing on me.

The snowbird sings of flowers
that will bloom again in the spring, right?

So he represents the promise
of renewal and rebirth.

But for the protagonist...
let's just call her Anne Murray

for the sake of discussion...
for the protagonist,

the coming spring is just
a continuation of her cycle of suffering.

She longs to escape her despair,

but she doesn't have
the strength.

It's shattering, really.
She's trapped

in this never-ending
innovating misery.

Can you imagine?

Yeah.

So, do you think
gene maclellan read James Joyce?

- Who's that?
- He wrote Snowbird.

I think he did.
I think they both did.

I think
it's blatantly obvious they did.

Any progress
on the furniture deal?

This urban camping's fun and all
but a couch would do it.

I'd be so happy
with a couch.

I'm looking
for a very particular couch

and there's certain criteria
that need to be met.

Oh no, that makes me nervous.

May I request that one of
the criteria be comfort?

How about this?
Anne Murray's masterworks:

Snowbird and the application
of Joycean death imagery.

- God, you've really come around.
- I'm a fan, yes. Yes.

Well, it's a little academic
for the lifestyle section.

Maybe so, maybe so.

The footnotes
are probably a mistake.

Do you like my hair?

I love your hair.

Oh God, the drug dealer's back.

- Don't look.
- Well, why do you assume he's a drug dealer?

It's not because he's black.

- You're profiling.
- No, it's because of the way he's standing.

- The way he's standing?
- Don't look.

With his hands deep in his pocket
like he's counting his wares.

- His wares. Jesus.
- Yes, he's fingering his pills.

Amphetamines? Check.
Acid? Check.

- Oh, running low on ecstasy.
- You're an idiot.

He wouldn't have the drugs on
him. He has a stash somewhere.

- Well how would you know that?
- Because of the biker.

The biker?

Sheryl and I used to buy hash
from this fat biker

behind Sam's and he would
make us wait while he waddled

down the alley to his stash, and
that's what this guy would do

if he was actually
a drug dealer.

Instead of a professional loiterer?

Why don't you ask him? Go on.

Go ask the black man
if he's a drug dealer.

Come on, let me in.
Let me in.

Ah, see that?

Eight cylinders
come in handy.

- When you're a racist.
- What?

(Soft piano music)

What do you think?
There'll be 9 more on this wall.

What?

Veiled mirrors.

David Gordon's exploration
of his Jewish heritage.

He's making reference
to how they cover the mirrors

when they're sitting shivah.

I think it's frustrating
that I can't see my face.

- Oh, I guess that's the point.
- I have to say it's a huge relief

not to see my reflection
when I look in the mirror.

That's a ridiculous thing
to say. You're a handsome man.

You're over 50, so what?
You're ugly now?

You can be ugly
at any age, Sam.

- It was a joke.
- Well, it was a stupid joke.

I hated it.
Never make it again.

Have you done something
to your hair?

♺ What I love forever
is untrue ♺

(knocking on door)

♺ and if I could, you know... ♺

Anne Murray? Really?

- Orlando, I'm thrilled.
- Why?

Because you finally came.
Come on in, I'll give you the tour.

- Dad, I don't want a tour.
- Well, come on in

and have a beer.
I mean, this is your home too.

Is it?

Well, no.
Not technically, no.

No, not in any way.
The place I call home,

you know, the one I grew up in?
Yeah, you sold to buy this

notably one bedroom
cyber-loft. Nice.

Well come in, you'll like it.
It's young and brooding.

I'm not coming in.
I didn't come here to come in!

Ok, Orlando, why did you come?
I mean, like I said,

you're welcome here anytime.

That tone makes you sound
like you're speaking to a psychotic person.

Why are you here?

To drop William off. You're
taking him for the weekend.

- Oh. Ok.
- She didn't tell you, did she?

- Well no. I guess she forgot.
- Of course she did.

Of course 'cause he's a dog,
not a grandson.

- Ah, are we going there again?
- No, we can go somewhere else.

About how your midlife crisis
is eroding my inheritance?

We'd be happy to take William
for the weekend.

Thank you.
Don't forget to feed him.

We won't forget
to feed him! Jesus!

- Just saying he's on the "prey" diet now.
- The what?

Prey diet. Only whole
animals. He likes Guinea fowl

or rabbit,
if you can find it.

Ok. Well, let's go
hunt down some Guinea fowl.

You know, first the hair,
then the husband.

It was just the hair
and it was...

Just a blow-out.

First, you change
your hair.

Then, you hire
a personal trainer.

Then, you screw
the personal trainer.

Then, you lose 20 pounds
because of the shame associated

with being naked in front
of a personal trainer

on a regular basis.

Then, the lies start
spilling from your lips.

First, to justify the weight
loss, then the chronic lateness,

the missed meals,
frequent showers.

Then, the stupid arguments begin
over tiny, stupid things.

Like, um, "why do you
never wash the car?"

Or, "how can I eat
with you breathing like that?"

Then the stony silences kick in

followed by...
Trial separation,

the chilling letter
from the lawyer,

and before you know it,
you're sitting on a barstool

trying to remember
how to date.

Oh, poor Sam.

Was that the way it was
with you and cherry?

Bangs. She got bangs.
Could it be more obvious?

Well I'm not gonna get bangs.
I'm not gonna leave Al.

I've been married
to him for 30 years.

We have a son.
We have a vintage jag.

Why would I want
to leave all that?

Well I'd give you the jag but
remember, I have met your son.

- Monica broke up with me.
- Oh, God!

- Sorry if I'm annoying you.
- No, I'm being supportive.

I feel sorry for you.
- Dad, I don't want your pity.

Oh, God! You see?
Now that was annoyance.

- What happened?
- She left me

- because I have no sperm.
- Oh, come on, lots of men

with low sperm counts
have relationships.

No sperm. Remember, dad?
They didn't find any.

Not a single one.
We've been over this.

Ok, fine, but I'm sure there
are a hundred other reasons.

You know what I mean. Maybe it
was just attrition or something.

$27 for rodent.

Hey, did you do anything weird
to my immature testicles?

What kind of a question
is that? I never did anything

to your testicles,
immature or otherwise.

I mean I cleaned them.

I thought your doctor said
it was compromised vas deferens?

- Yeah, and how did that happen I wonder?
- What?

You suggesting I compromised them?
I don't know where they are!

I don't know, maybe if you
didn't let me spend so much time

- in Uncle Rogers' hot tub...
- Look. I know it's convenient for you

to blame your parents for everything
that's gone wrong in your life,

but while you're alone
processing your bachelorhood

and your empty vessels,
think about this:

Not everything has a cause.
Sometimes, we are visited by tragedy.

It's random, it has no meaning.

Ok, so I guess that means
you're finally admitting

that we live
in a godless universe.

No, I'm not. I'm just trying
to make you feel better. Ok?

It's not working.

- Well, I'll see you Monday.
- Yeah.

And maybe you can actually
come in and have a beer or something.

Bye.
Willy, never have kids.

Oh, shit!

(Woman): Veiled mirrors.
The exhibit opens Friday.

- (Woman): Yeah.
- (Woman): It's about the fact

that we can't see our true selves
when we look in the mirror.

Ok...

Because of a cognitive
dissonance as in like,

- a body dysmorphic disorder.
- Oh, right, right.

Yeah. So young people
see themselves as fat and ugly,

and old people
see themselves as attractive.

When in fact, they are old,
wrinkly, unattractive.

Well exactly. Yeah, I mean,
it's a defence mechanism.

(Woman) For old people
to really see themselves

is just to see death,

just like staring back at them.

It's too much
for them to handle.

- Get out!
- Sorry?

We're closed.

- May I keep this?
- No.

Hi. It's, uh, Davina Jackson.

I was in yesterday
looking at the, uh...

Amoeba.

The white one.

Hello. This is where I live.

You're free to stand there
though, that's fine.

That's life downtown.

- You live here?
- I do. With my wife.

And my son who's, uh...

He's, uh...
He's a policeman actually.

Well, he advises the police
on violence and

how to trace violent assaults
to those who commit them.

I don't usually stand here,
but the wind was getting to me.

Please, use our alcove anytime.

You the guy who listen
to Anne Murray all day?

Ah, I am.
Yes. Yes. I am.

Um, I like other music.
I'm not insane, I just...

I have to listen to her
because of my work. It's my job.

That's a weird job you have.

It is. Some people have
weird jobs. What's yours?

- I'm a dealer.
- Bingo. Yeah. I'm Al.

- Theodore.
- Theodore? Well that's, uh,

completely unexpected.

And you were expecting...
What? Kunta Kinte?

No. Uh, no, I wasn't.
I, uh, I don't know, I just...

- Just fucking with you.
- Right.

You want anything? Coke?

Oh no, no, no. Uh, no.
Uh, thank you though, Theodore.

Uh, you know what?
Um, do you do pot?

- 60 for a quarter.
- 60? Ok, um,

- one quarter please.
- I'll be back.

Thank you. Ah, hidden stash.

Very smart, prudent.

(Davina): You spoke
to the drug dealer?

- His name is Theodore.
- Theodore?

His parents were
big fans of Roosevelt.

But he hates being called Teddy
so don't fall into that trap.

He's diabetic.
He likes Anne Murray.

He has friends
in city hall.

And when he sells
enough crack,

he's going to get
his real-estate license.

- There's more money in drugs.
- There is, actually.

- 60 bucks a quarter, outrageous.
- A quarter what?

A quarter ounce, dear,

of marijuana. You remember
your little green friend

all through the wonder years.
Ta da! Present.

- For me?
- Well, as you know

- I do not partake.
- Well, I'm impressed.

I know it's hard
for you to be the...

To talk to drug dealers, to do
things, to be relatively brave.

- Well, you, you know what I mean.
- Y...Yeah.

How's Orlando? Is he upset
that I forgot about William?

Well, he was already upset.
Monica left him.

- Damn it! What happened?
- I know.

He claims it was his twisted
vas deferens did them in.

Toto. I feel responsible.

We did not twist his vas deferens.

- Still, we made him.
- No, we didn't make him.

We gave him his start.
He made himself, didn't he?

We're all the product
of our choices.

You make choices,
I make choices.

Some are good, some are...
Well, I just have no idea

- what you were thinking.
- The couch arrived!

- Yes, dear. Yes, it did.
- (Davina): You hate it.

I feel judged by this couch.

Well, it fits in.
You have to admit that.

It does fit in...
it's incredibly uncomfortable.

- Oh, come on.
- It's like 2 comfortable couches

were struck by lightning
and melted together

to form one hard,
godless chimera.

- Well, I love it.
- I'm afraid it will start

breeding at night and
the place will be filled

with insanely expensive
meta-furniture.

Um, I'm gonna do
some work in bed.

- You coming?
- No, I'm going...

- to sit on the couch for a while.
- Well, good luck with that.

Come, Willy!
(Barking, scampering)

Oh remember,
there's the opening tomorrow.

Roger and Veronica
are coming here first.

Oh, Christ!

Ah!

(Jazz music playing)

- Ugh, I'm dreading this.
- You don't have to go.

Not the opening. Roger's critique

of our new, chic life
in the urban jungle.

Can I get away
with this?

I'm trying to look
like, you know,

- I know something about art.
- He will have a field day.

Yes, he will! I know,
that's what I'm saying.

(Doorbell ringing)
Agh!

- Hey.
- Hallway's like a maze.

- We've been lost for hours.
- There are 6 units on this floor, Roger.

- Hello.
- Welcome to our brave new world.

Oh, very nice.
Very bright.

Come in. There's almost
nothing to show you.

You know, Al, you bought
at exactly the wrong time.

The condo market is bloated.
You can't expect to get

your money back. Especially with
the neighbourhood as it is.

We spotted a drug dealer
on the way in.

I wish you'd talk to me before
making major financial decisions.

It's my job to talk people out of
doing stupid things like this.

Hi, Ron.

- Hey. Oh, bit slutty.
- What?

I like the jacket, by the way.

It says, "I'm hip, I have style,
I know something about art."

Thus saving you the humiliation of
actually saying those words out loud.

- Thank you.
- What is this?

- Seriously, what is it?
- Davina?

- It's a couch.
- Honestly?

- Can I sit on it?
- I wouldn't, no.

- You don't have any drapes?
- No.

Aren't you afraid someone
can see you getting undressed?

I'd be thrilled.

Don't joke.
Women are being assaulted all the time.

Older women.
Sex offenders aren't discerning.

They don't care
what they penetrate.

Veronica, you've gotta
come and sit on this.

Actually, you know, I think it's beautiful.
Beautiful in the way

it completely thumbs
its nose at comfort.

(Knocking on door)

- (Al): Excuse me.
- Why, it's quite a contrast.

Absolutely nothing
like Lawrence Park.

You just said fuck you
to everything that went before.

It's like you're saying fuck you
to me. Fuck you, Veronica.

It's not that big a change,
Ronnie, really.

Everyone, this is my friend,
Theodore. Local merchant.

I invited him along.

Anyone wanna do a line
before we head out?

Anyone?

- Oh! Oh, my God!
- Oh no, no, no! Get him!

Stop! William! William! William!
No, no, drop it. Drop it.

- Spit up, spit up, spit up.
- Oh, he's gonna...

(Growling and barking)

(Indistinct conversations)

(Veronica): Her hair,
her cleavage.

Jesus, look at her. How can I
not take this personally?

- (Al): Really, it's just...
- It's an implicit criticism

- of the way things were.
- So she got bored.

Of my life. The life I have
with the big house

and the koi pond.
It used to be her life

and she got bored of it.
He's not breathing.

Oh! There he goes.
Look, Ronnie, I know

the change is dramatic, but
she hasn't changed as a person,

- she's still the same Davina.
- Is she? I don't recognize her anymore.

Go check out those 3 at the end.

Apparently, they veil the mirrors

in Jewish homes
when they sit shivah.

I'm not sure why.

Well, the Jews believe that
man was created in God's image.

And when there's a death,
God's image is the greatest.

It's considered improper
for someone to look

at their own reflection
at a time when the image

of the creator himself
is diminished.

I did not know that, Theodore.

I did not know that.

- What is happening here?
- Is this real? Can't be real.

No one else is looking.

That's not comforting really,
that no one else sees this.

Why are you talking
in that ridiculous voice?

That's my voice, our voice.

- I-I-I didn't realize.
- Do you think I'm going crazy?

Well, if you're going crazy,
I'm going crazy.

- Shit!
- Shit!

It's this weird fucking art.

Ok, ok, let's just breathe.
Let's just figure this out.

Ok. Ok, I don't feel crazy.
I've been depressed lately. I...

Oh, so have I and I don't know why.

So...

Maybe this is my brain
trying to tell me something.

Ok, ok, just to be clear,

you appeared to me.
I was over there and...

Let's not quibble
about who is really here.

It has to be
deeper than that.

I know, clearly,
there is a serious problem.

But what is it?

I could go anytime.

I had one of those mini burgers
and it is not sitting well.

So really, anytime.

Oh, this is the worst!

They only used
my first paragraph.

They've cut out my Dubliners
comparison completely.

It's like an ad!
Agh, why do I bother?

What are you doing?

- I'm going in here.
- In there?

But what about me?
And him?

So what are you gonna
have done exactly?

Well, I was thinking
of having it cut really short.

You are?

Are you happy?

- Uh... what?
- You know, with everything?

With all the changes?

Oh sure, I love living
in a maximum security prison,

- who wouldn't?
- And what about me?

- What do you mean?
- Well, you know. Do you...

Do you like my hair?

- Well sure, yeah. Of course.
- Really?

Well yeah. Well,
you know, I liked it before

when it was
longer and soft.

Why?

Well I guess,

because that's the way
you wore it when we got married.

Well, I'm... I'm still the
same person that you married.

Yeah, it's just. It...

Look, whatever you want to do,
you should do it.

I'll love whatever you do.
You know me, you lead

- and I'll follow.
- Ah, maybe I'll just have it...

Blow-dried
and just made a bit softer.

Yeah. Sure, sure.
Get it blow-dried.

Jesus Christ! How much?

Should we get
a bite to eat?

- Yeah.
- It's good.

(Dog whimpering)

(Anne Murray): ♺ Spread
your tiny wings and fly away ♺

♺ and take the snow back
with you ♺

♺ where it came from
on that day ♺

♺ What I love forever
is untrue ♺

♺ and if I could,
you know ♺

♺ that I would fly away
with you ♺

♺ The breeze along the river
seems to say ♺

♺ that he'll only
break my heart again

♺ should I decide to stay

♺ So, little snowbird,
take me with you when you go ♺

♺ to that land of gentle
breezes where the... ♺

- (Al): Give it a chance!
- (Dog barking)

♺ Spread your tiny wings
and fly away ♺

♺ and take the snow back
with you ♺

♺ where it came from
on that day ♺

♺ What I love forever
is untrue ♺

♺ and if I could, you know
that I would fly away with you ♺

♺ Yeah, if I could

♺ you know that I would fly
away with you ♺

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