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I don't know if you remember last night...

...and the things that you said, but I'm done.

I'm leaving you.

And I used to think that you were a good person.

But now I know that's not true.

Because a good person wouldn't have done that

to someone they loved.

And you brought out the worst in me,

and you broke me,

and you made me feel so small.

And you're pathetic!

And your mom would be ashamed

if she knew how you treated me.

And you don't care about anyone but yourself.

And that's why you deserve to end up alone.

Beautiful. How we feeling? Huh?

We good? Yeah?

-Let's... -Yeah. Yeah.

Let's go, guys. Hurry, hurry, hurry.

-Make it fast, less than 60. -Good!

Let's go.

All right, gentlemen, faster.

God, I look handsome, eh?

Yeah, bro.

All right, let's go.

Time up. Let's go. Let's go.

Come on. Get outta here.

-You know the drill, bro.

Let's get that energy up.

-Hmm. -Hit me where it hurts, yeah?

Come on, baby. Come on, baby. Come on, baby.

Come on, baby. Come on.

You hear that?

-You hear that, eh?

You hear that?

That's for you.

-Hey! Listen, listen, listen.

Remember, that's for you. Okay?

Let's go get 'em. Let's go get 'em.

Let's go get 'em, bro.

Let's go get 'em.

Whoo!

-Let's go.

Whoo!

Coming through, lads.

Whoa!

Yes. Yes. Yes. Whoo!

Let's go, bro.

Whoa! Whoa!

Whoo!

This is you, baby.

This is you. It's all you!

-Hey! This is you!

Yes!

-

Sing it!

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Fuck!

The fuck!

Yo, listen...

put the fucking phone away, bro.

Come on with it.

You're gonna push her away.

Man, she's not gonna text you back at all.

And then you're gonna be moaning to me.

-Then you're gonna be like,

"Can you ring her one more time? Can you..."

-Enough, man.

Come on, let's go.

We're gonna slow down a little bit tonight.

I don't want to get too fucked up 'cause of my voice.

I got a specialist tomorrow

who's gonna look at your throat.

Voice of an angel.

Saint or angel. Eh?

You're gonna fucking spill it! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Yeah, you go! Yeah!

Whoo!

-Forever. We live forever. -Forever, man.

That's what I'm talking about.

-We live forever. -I'm talking about...

Hey!

-Oh, my God!

Whoo!

Oh, my God.

Whoo!

Let's fucking go!

Hey, Lee!

Yo!

Lee!

Lee!

Hey, wake up.

Okay. I kiss all then.

I love it when we all do this, like, burrito.

-Hey! Aby!

-Abe, open!

Come on!

-Yo!

Yo, Abe.

...the things

that you've said, but I'm done.

I'm leaving you.

And I used to think that you were a good person,

but now I know that's not true.

Because a good person

wouldn't have done that to someone they loved.

And you brought out the worst in me,

and you broke me,

and you made me feel so small.

And you're pathetic.

And your mom would be ashamed

if she knew how you treated me.

And you don't care about anyone but yourself.

And that's why you deserve to end up alone.

Hmm, definitely no vocal nodules.

Hard to diagnose without getting

any visual reads on anything,

but, uh, based on what you're telling me,

it sounds like it could be MTD,

muscle tension dysphonia.

The muscles around the larynx get so tight

that the voice box doesn't work efficiently.

Is he still gonna be okay to perform?

If you want to heal, you have to rest.

It's that simple.

It's mostly psychological.

There's a number of factors,

but it's largely brought on by stress.

You need to get as much rest as possible.

Fuck that fucking TV show.

Fucking cunts.

Look, you tried the acting thing,

it didn't work.

Focus on what you do best.

I love you, bro. You know that.

But, for the love of God, you need to relax. All right?

I'll make you a little nice potion,

you old darling.

Go on.

Come on.

Yo, what's going on?

Someone leave you a little bad comment on TikTok?

-What's going on? -Where you going with that?

What are you doing that for?

That's not cool, man.

That's not cool.

Yo, talk to me.

Bro, what's happening? Seriously. Did she call you?

You never talked to her on the phone.

-I fucking knew it. -Did you talk to her

-on the phone? -It's all you care about.

Did you talk to her on the phone?

Literally, obsessive fucking creature.

I need you to call her for me.

I'm not calling anyone. You heard the doctor.

-Lee, call her. -You heard the doctor.

It's up here, man.

Listen to what the doctor said.

You're stressing.

-You're obsessive. -Please, please, please.

Lee, one call.

-One call.

I don't need a fucking lecture.

Just fucking call her for me.

-Thank you. -One of a kind.

Definitely.

Please leave your message for...

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Come on.

Hey. Come here.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I don't mean to roar at you.

I just hate seeing you like this.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Come on. Come on, man.

-It's good. -Yeah.

-It's good. All right? -Yeah.

Come on. You start crying, I'll start crying.

-You'll get me going. -Yeah. We're good.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Fuck.

Fucking women, eh?

You good?

Just chill. Just chill.

Just chill.

Shh...

Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic voice message system.

...is not available.

At the tone, please record your message.

Why aren't you calling me? Hmm?

Why aren't you texting me back?

You're just gonna give up?

Just like that?

Look, I don't even remember what I said.

Okay?

I know...

I know I have a problem.

But you don't have to keep reminding me

that I'm not perfect.

I'm working on it. All right?

I need you to answer the phone.

And you mentioned my mom.

My mom would forgive me.

She wouldn't abandon me.

I can't be alone anymore.

I'm falling apart without you.

Just give me a sign.

One sign and I'm home.

Let me come home.

Yo.

I got some people from the label.

They want to meet.

No.

Bro.

What's going on?

No, I'm not performing.

Just pull the plug, okay?

I'm not fucking pulling the plug.

Just fucking pull the plug. Okay, Lee?

-I'm done. -What?

I'm done for the night.

What happened?

Ugh! Say it. That bitch. Ah, I get it now.

No, it's my fucking voice, okay?

-Listen to the doctor-- -I can't sing.

-Lip sync! -I can't fucking sing!

Who do you work for, huh?

Me, right?

All right.

Is that all I am, yeah?

Yeah, you are. Go.

-Listen to that.

You hear that?

That's for you.

Night after night,

these people come here for you.

Bro. Listen.

Hey, hey. You're freaking out, yeah?

-But I have you. -Fuck you.

Bro, you're killing me.

You're fucking killing me.

You're not a normal human, bro.

Get that in your head.

I know you feel like it right now that you are,

but you're not.

I'm not asking a normal person to go out there and perform.

I'm asking a supernatural fucking being, man.

A superhero to them.

They need you.

You give them so much. They need you.

I'll protect you.

I have to protect you from yourself right now,

'cause this, man.

Come on!

Hey, come on.

Listen, put one of these into you. Come on.

Remember when you got me to drop out of school

for this shit?

When we had no money. Broke.

Your mother was furious.

Remember when I came over from Ireland?

Remember that? On my own?

Who was there for me?

How hard was that?

You were there for me.

I owe you my fucking life, bro.

I will not see my brother crumble. Let's go.

Let's go.

Not one person believed in you except me.

'Cause I seen it. I felt it.

I felt something fucking different.

I knew it. And I want the world to witness that.

I knew it.

I fucking knew it.

You're not human. Get that in your head.

You're not human, eh?

I got you, yeah?

Okay? I love you.

You know that I love you. Hmm?

You love me, right?

I need to hear that shit as well.

Come on, tell me you fucking love me, for fuck's sake.

I got you, brother. You're my brother, yeah?

Stop self-doubting. You're fucking invincible.

You make them feel on a different level.

Not numbness, you know?

So let's go out there.

-Yeah? Let's go out there. -Hmm. Hmm.

-Hmm? -Okay.

-Let's go.

-There we go.

Okay, baby.

Let's go, baby. Let's go. Let's go.

-Let's fucking go.

Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.

-Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. -

Oh, this fucking...

I know what you're doing. I know what you're doing.

You're listening to that voicemail I just sent.

Yeah, you're listening to that

and you're laughing at me, right?

Is that what it is?

You're fucking laughing at me? Why?

Huh? Because you know that I love you.

You know that, right?

Yeah, how many times I gotta prove it?

Everybody told me to stay the fuck away from you.

Lee told me.

My fucking mom especially told me.

But you, you fucking got me.

You fucking got me.

You fucking did this to me.

We built a life together and I loved you.

I've never done that with anyone.

Fuck.

I fucking loved you, you fucking bitch!

I fucking loved you!

I fucking loved you and what? You ripped my fucking heart.

You ripped my fucking heart!

Get off me.

You think you won, huh?

You think you fucking won? You didn't win!

I'm still alive. I'm still here.

I'm fucking still here.

And you, you'll be forgotten and I'll be remembered

'cause I'm a fucking legend.

I'm a fucking legend and you're a fucking nobody!

I'm a fucking icon

and you'll be nothing!

You'll be nothing,

-you stupid bitch!

Let's go, let's go.

I love you, bro.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Fucking door, man.

I knew the fucking door's locked.

Abel, open the door!

It's me.

It's me, man.

The boys and I are gonna kick off the door.

Hey! That guy. That guy just grabbed me.

Bro.

Bro, come on. What are you doing?

Open up. Open up.

-Come on. Don't do this.

Let's go.

Hey, let's go.

Oh, you all right? You good? You good?

You okay? You good.

You good. Come on. Open the door, bro.

Don't do that. Hey. Hey. I can't...

Bro, open the door, please.

-Open the door! -I told you!

I know. It's my fault. It's my fault. I know.

You fucking pushed me.

-I fucking told you. -I know. I'm--

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

-Fuck you! -I'm sorry! Okay?

-Fuck you! -Okay, enough!

-What are you doing? Whoa!

Get off me! That's my brother. That's my brother.

Don't fucking follow me, Lavi.

Fall the fuck back.

Bro! Bro!

Hey, where's your pass?

Hey.

Hey, come here. Hey.

You, come here!

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Back off.

She's good.

I saw you.

Yes.

Do you want to come with me?

-Yes. -Yeah?

Yeah, okay.

Okay, let's go.

Back to the hotel, Mr. Tesfaye?

No, just drive.

Are you okay?

Have we met before?

So weird. I feel like I know you.

I know what you mean.

You wanted tricks?

What about him?

Is he the same one?

He doesn't know my life like that.

Got it.

What do you want to do?

Air hockey?

Over here. Over here. It's empty.

Oh!

Nope!

Oh, my God.

I like that boat.

-

- I can see it.

Ooga booga!

Get up. Come here.

Bro, answer the phone, please.

What are you-- Are you good?

Uh...

Can we go to another hotel?

Like a-like a nice one?

Yo, let's go. Come on.

You wanna hear something?

It's not done, so don't judge me.

-Let's do it.

Fuck it.

Okay. It's not done.

-Sorry. -You okay?

I feel like it's about me.

Or like I know... ...where it's coming from.

When I was a kid,

my dad left me.

And I barely remember him,

but my mom...

had to raise me alone.

We were broke. She didn't have any money, any help.

And it was...

just really, really difficult.

And...

I realized I had to leave home.

You know, I had to leave my mom.

I just had to create my own path for myself

and take control of my life.

Which I did and I don't regret it,

any of it, for a second.

But I do realize that

no matter where I go or no matter what I do,

I am so fucking alone.

I can't escape it.

You know, it's just me and...

I don't really feel like I can trust anyone and...

I know I did it to myself, and I just feel

really, really fucking lonely.

And I don't want to feel this way forever,

but I don't really...

...know what I can do about it at this point.

Sorry.

I sound fucking crazy.

No.

Don't ever leave me.

I think 4 p.m. breakfast is a record for me.

-Really?

Yeah.

Nah. Not for me.

Who's that?

Uh, it's nobody. It's just my manager.

Where to next?

Um...

Uh, where to next?

Um...

I gotta go to the doctor, make sure my voice is okay,

and then wherever this fucking tour takes me.

I think it's Australia.

Oh, yeah?

I bet it's beautiful there.

I've always wanted to go.

Um...

Yeah. Yeah, you should.

You should.

Gonna get that?

Yeah.

-Hey. - How could you do this?

What's wrong with you?

Mom.

You destroy everything you touch!

-Huh? Answer me! -

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

That's not good enough--

You need to talk to me and you need to explain--

-No, I have to go. I love you. -Right now!

-Okay, I love you. -No, you can't--

Are you okay?

Why do you look so freaked out?

Freaked out? I'm-I'm not freaked out.

I'm just checking if you're good.

Well, you don't look worried.

You look scared.

Um, sorry. I don't know how I'm supposed to look.

Why are you doing this?

Doing what?

You're ruining this.

I'm not ruining anything, but, um, I have to go.

Okay, so take me with you.

Um...

Look, I had a great time last night.

It was beautiful. All right?

But that's not how this works.

So I'll call you and then we'll meet--

You don't even have my number.

So write it down. I don't know what to tell you.

Why'd you tell me that last night?

-To never leave you.

You told me last night to never leave you

and now-now-now you're leaving without me.

That doesn't make any sense.

-Okay. All right. -No. No.

You said that you needed this.

You said that this made you feel better.

Okay, relax. Relax.

Okay. You go out there, you're destroying yourself.

I just want to help you and you won't let me help you.

Chill out!

I'm not gonna watch and stand by

and let you hurt yourself

because I care about you too much.

And I just want to help you, Abel,

-but you're not letting me-- -Shut the fuck up!

Shut the fuck up! Shut up!

What are you doing?

What the fuck are you doing?

-I have to go right now.

I'm getting calls.

I have to catch a flight.

I'm on a tour.

I'm trying to be fucking nice.

You see I'm trying to be nice right now, right?

You're forcing me to be bad,

but I'm actually doing a good thing.

All right? So just chill the fuck out...

and...

I gotta go.

Jesus Christ.

Ani?

Ani?

-No, no, no, no, no, no.

Fuck you doing? No. No.

-What the fuck?

-Go up!

Help.

Hello?

Oh, fuck.

-What the fuck is going on?

Help!

-Abel! -Who the fuck is that?

Ani.

Uh...

I'm in a dream.

-Hey.

Hey.

You all right?

I'm really sorry about this.

I really am.

What the fuck is all...

-No. -What the fuck is this?

It's a lot, but I just wanna talk.

What?

'Cause you weren't speaking to me.

Oh... ...you fucking crafty little bitch.

Don't call me that.

What the fuck?

It's just for now.

-Untie me. -No, not now.

I will later, but we just need to talk first.

Fucking untie me. What the fuck is this?

No, I'm not untying you. You just have to speak to me.

Okay, okay. All right. Is this cause I yelled at you before?

-No! -I'm sorry.

No, it's because you wouldn't use your voice.

I'm sorry. What do you want?

No, you don't have to apologize.

You want money?

No, you just need to be honest.

I'll get you some fucking money.

What do you want? Anything you want.

I'll get you whatever the fuck you want.

I don't need anything from you except the truth.

-Then fucking untie me! -I'm not gonna untie you!

-I'm not gonna untie you! -Untie me!

I'm not gonna untie you! You have talk to me!

-You have to talk to me!

What the fuck?

Oh, my God.

Hey, you're only hurting yourself.

I already told you. Talk to me,

tell me the truth, then you can go.

I'll untie you. I promise.

Listen, I--

I know that this is all really intense,

but I'm not trying to hurt you.

Okay? I want to help you.

Okay?

-You just have to talk to me.

You can't keep going on like this.

Wha...

You know what I'm talking about.

-No. -Yes.

Oh, my God.

I know you do, but you can't ignore it anymore.

You just have to face it.

You understand?

Be honest with yourself.

Tell me the truth, and I will set you free.

Oh, fucking crazy, fucking stupid bitch!

I said don't fucking call me that!

Fuck you!

What the fuck is going on?

Where you going?

Hey, where you going? Untie me.

You know, your music is a lot more personal

-than people realize. -Huh?

What the fuck are you...

All right, I'm gonna go through some tracks.

First up.

Let's go with Blinding Lights.

-What the... -It's an undeniable hit.

You know, 'cause you hear this and it feels like

you're entering a party.

You know, like a... Like a safe space

where you can just let loose and have a good time,

and you don't really have to care about anything else.

It's very emotional though, if you listen.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Oh, please, take this...

No!

Are you listening?

It's actually a really emotional song.

You know, it's about emptiness,

separation, heartbreak.

You know, you lose the one that you love.

You can't even sleep because you lose her.

You know, that resonates with so many.

What's the inspiration here?

Where's this pain coming from?

All the heartbreak, the separation.

Is it about one of them?

You know, there's so many of them.

Some of them are just numbers.

Don't even have names.

0216, by the way.

She was different though.

Wasn't she?

Yeah.

Yeah, you let her in.

You loved her.

And then you hurt her.

And she broke your heart.

Maybe you want to talk about that?

You know, the way you treated them?

The way you treated me?

-We'll do another song. -No, no, no, please.

Please, please.

No, this will make you feel better.

Just allow yourself to feel it.

No, please.

And we'll do one off of your last album.

So, Dawn FM.

-Maybe... -Please.

-Gasoline. -

A synth-pop new wave track

that you can't help but move to.

It's nowhere near as big of a hit

as Blinding Lights, though.

I don't even think it was in your Spotify Top 5.

And did anyone even watch the music video?

Don't want to call it a failure...

but what happened?

Another song about emptiness and heartbreak.

Okay, you're clearly trying to convey something here.

The relationship you're talking about

is pure co-dependent toxicity.

And that's fueling your drug addiction

and your disturbing death drive.

Can you tell me who it's about?

And how much did you take from them

just to make another pop song?

Is this really about a toxic relationship?

Or is it about you?

Are you the toxic one?

You are hurting yourself,

and you are hurting everyone around you.

Okay? Something has to change.

Please just talk to me.

-What do you want me to say? -Be honest.

It can be anything, just be honest. Please.

No...

Please.

We'll do another song.

No.

We'll do one from your next album.

Bro, come on.

-Don't leave me hanging out here.

Hey. Hey, hey!

Sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Come on. I know you're in there. Come on.

Open!

Look, open the door and let me explain, eh?

I can fucking hear you in there.

Come on, open the door.

-Come on.

Come on. I gave you some time.

Just open the--

Hello, little darling.

-Can you open the door? -He's not here.

-Eh? -He's not here.

He is here. I just seen on his phone.

I tracked him here.

-He's not. He already left. -Oh, come on.

-Left his phone. -Enough with the games.

Just open the door. Let me talk to him.

I'm sorry. He's not here.

Hey, wait. Hey, hey, hey.

You don't need to be like that.

-Come on, open the door. -I already told you.

I know, and I'm telling you, I tracked his phone.

I'm telling you, he's not here.

-Listen. -So it's done.

Hey, stop being stupid. Hey, listen.

Open the door, it doesn't escalate.

I'm not opening the door. He left. He's gone.

Who do you think you are, eh?

-Who do you think you are? -Fuck you.

What'd you say? What'd you say?

Fuck me, eh? Did you say fuck me, yeah?

What are you gonna do?

What are you gonna do?

Hey, hey, hey.

-Hey.

Give me that. Give me that, eh?

What are you gonna do?

Huh?

See, for that. That's misbehaving.

-Hey, hey, relax. Relax.

Come here. Come here.

Calm down, little lady. Calm down.

Hey. Hey.

Come on. Calm down.

-Calm down, eh?

Fucking stop.

Stop it. Stop. Hey, hey, stop!

Stop! Calm down!

Calm down! Calm down, eh?

What are you fucking doing? What are you doing?

-Fuck!

Fucking...

Stop, stop, stop.

Please be honest.

I can't...

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Abel?