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I think something's burning.

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

This is Makira Aquatica. You can call her Barbara if you want.

She's a really special plant because she attracts abundance.

You know what that means?

It's like when you're really rich.

That's why we call her Money Tree.

Hey, you know what? I'm gonna tell you a secret.

She also eats farts.

No!

- She does. - No.

- That was you. - No, it wasn't. It was you.

- No, you. - Me?

- Yes. - I think it was her.

No, no, no, no.

- It was you. - It was me. And that's why I have this plant.

Barbara.

Oh my God!

Did you know about that?

She's getting married!

Take your fucking keys now! Get the fuck out of my house!

Be there in a minute, okay?

Bye-bye, sweetheart!

Oh. Hey, Rachel.

What are you doing out here?

- Why aren't you inside with your... - I'm with Auntie Alice now.

Right.

Of course.

Did you go to the lake?

Uh...

No. No, I didn't.

They had lots of food.

Did they?

Yeah, but not good food.

I like chicken sandwiches, but they just had egg sandwiches.

And the crust was even cut off.

Oh. Well, that's terrible.

Do you know what's called a lake?

Do I...

No. No, I don't.

I'll tell you why.

Because back in the old days,

people couldn't tell sometimes if someone was dead or not.

So they put them on a big table and had a big party around them all night long

to make sure the dead person didn't wake up.

Really?

Yeah, because back then, people used to get buried alive.

Oh.

Bye.

And also, we would like to thank those of you

who brought flowers to the site of the accident.

We are extremely touched by the love and support this community has shown us

since...

since the accident.

It has been very difficult.

But your love and support

make a big difference.

So, thank you.

Thank you very much.

You all set?

Huh?

Tonight.

Oh, yeah. No, well, not quite, but almost.

It's a nice thing you're doing, this party.

It's a nice gesture.

Yeah, well, I'm trying.

Looks good on you.

It's trying.

I'll be back in about an hour. Are you still gonna be here?

- Probably. - Cool.

Jake.

Thank you.

One last thing before we leave.

I know it's hard,

but I would like to warn you against the desire to absolutely carry accusations.

When we are hurt, we need to find a responsible person,

to throw the blame on someone or something.

But instead of spending your time feeding the rage you feel,

I want to ask you to put all your energy into taking care of those

who are still here among us, alive.

Thank you very much for coming today.

And if there are any who need to jazz, I'll be behind, I'll have a coffee.

You know, my door is always open.

Alice.

Alice.

Alice.

Open the door.

Alice.

Alice, please talk to me.

Alice, please.

I didn't...

I just wanted...

I just...

Al...

Alice?

Peter?

Peter.

Look, I just...

Look, I know I fucked up, okay?

Can you guys just...

Okay, can you just...

Can you tell Alice

that I'll be at the cabin if she ever wants to talk to me again?

You really did it this time, MJ.

Hello.

Comes to save the day.

I love you.

You want alcohol for your party? Is that it?

That and...

What's this?

What do you think?

No. MJ, no.

Yes.

Yes.

Pay it.

Fred, you're two days away from losing your license.

You lose your license,

I swear to God, you can forget that road trip, because there's no way.

I'm doing all the driving, all the way around to freaking...

Tadoussac.

Tadoussac.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

But pay it today.

Yes, ma'am.

All right.

You know I love you, right?

Fill me up.

You're so fucking awkward, you know that, right?

Okay, so, how many do you want, two, four? You'll want four.

You want vodka or whiskey? Both, obviously.

You think she'll like it?

- Who, Alice? - Yeah.

Party? She better fucking like it.

I don't know, I just feel like I've been a downer for the past few years.

Okay, okay.

Then it's true.

You need to relax.

You're taking this engagement party way too seriously.

And you need to have a drink with me.

It's gonna be awkward at first, you guys are gonna get drunk,

and then you'll be besties again.

- So, what's for dinner? - Lasagna.

Ooh, nice. Where from?

I'm making it.

Oh.

Don't, don't fucking look at me like that.

No, no, no, no, no, no. I'm just saying, it's, it's, it's...

You've never actually cooked anything other than

frozen pizza or, like, toast.

Oh my God, you're an asshole. I can make lasagna.

Okay, but we can also order pizza.

I can make lasagna.

And I totally hear you, but people love a good pizza.

It's, it's like, really quick, it's easy, it's cheap.

Fuck you, see you tonight.

Are you okay?

Still working on this thing.

She really hates me.

What'd you expect?

I don't know. I wasn't the one driving.

Have you been to the accident site?

I just went to the memorial, Jake.

You know what? Thanks for the beer.

Mary Jane, the night of the party, what happened exactly?

Why don't you ask Fred?

I don't give a shit about Fred. I'm asking you.

I'm not doing this. Jacob.

Hey, Peter? Yeah. Can you do me a huge favor?

Can you, can you pick up lasagna noodles, please?

Well, clearly I forgot.

Shut up.

Just a little, and here we go.

Yeah, okay. No, I'll talk to you later. Okay, bye. Thank you.

You're making lasagna?

Yes, sir.

What?

I didn't say anything.

What? I can make lasagna, Jake.

Just, why don't you order pizza or something?

I can make lasagna!

Okay, I'm just saying. Caputo?

What are you doing here?

Just having a drink.

It ain't what it used to be, but it still tastes good.

Are you coming in, or are you just gonna chill in the doorway?

Hey, Barbara. How you doing, baby?

So, you saw them?

What?

Peter and Alice. You saw them?

Yeah.

I went by the place.

Why?

Just to check in.

And did they...

What?

Did they talk to you?

Yeah, right.

That's funny.

Hey.

Oh, God.

What a fucking nightmare.

Oh, babe.

Oh, babe. Hey.

We're in this together now.

I got you, and you got me, and we'll figure this out.

I'm sorry, I can't.

You can't... you can't what?

Hey.

Okay, what the... what the... what the fuck is wrong with you?

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Yeah, what the fuck is wrong with you?

You walk in here as though nothing happened!

What were you thinking would happen?

That I'd run into your arms?

No, no, no, but I thought maybe we could figure something out.

- I don't know. - It's over!

It's over.

You and me.

We're done.

Hey, MJ. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, this is me we're talking about.

What are you doing? What are you doing right now?

MJ, hey.

Don't leave me alone in this.

I'm sorry.

MJ, hey, hey, look at me.

Babe, look at me.

MJ, look at me.

I love you.

You know what? Fuck this.

Fuck you.

Fuck this whole fucking thing. Fuck this.

Did you ever fucking love me? Tell me you fucking love me.

Tell me you loved me!

Get out.

Get out? Oh, you want me to go?

All right, let me just go.

Where the fuck am I supposed to go, huh?

I don't give a shit! Get the fuck out of my house!

I don't think that's how it works, sweetheart.

No!

Babes.

Honey.

We need to stop going to our cabin.

I don't want to talk about it.

It's not doing you any good.

Why don't you stay home tonight? Get Cynthia to cover your shit.

And do what? Like crimp?

Why not?

You know, there's no actual cheese in that cheese bread.

It's mostly sodium phosphate and milk fat.

Oh.

You know, my parents are looking for me.

Really?

Yes, baby.

Oh, that's so fucking nice.

Can I help you, daddy?

What are you looking for?

My credit card. I'm looking for my credit card.

I just put it in my bag and it's gone.

- In your jacket pocket, maybe? - It's not in my jacket pocket, Peter!

Honey, it's all right.

Look, relax. Don't worry. I'll pay.

Thank you, Denise.

What are you doing, MJ?

What's that look like?

I'm leaving.

Right.

And where are you going to go?

That's none of your fucking business.

Back to Vermont?

You just don't get it, do you?

You can't run away from this.

Well, yeah. Watch me.

There's no running anywhere, and you fucking know it.

Get your fucking hands off me!

We're in this together now, I told you.

Let go of me!

Can't you see?

You and I were all we have, okay?

So stop acting like a fucking nitwit,

and let's figure this shit out together, okay?

Fuck off!

Don't you fucking touch me again!

You fucking monster!

Oh, who are you calling a fucking monster?

You should be in jail!

You're dead, MJ.

You're fucking dead.

Did I... did I... did I just...

Paul, I almost just died.

I'm so sorry.

No, no, no, you're good, dude. It was that truck, man.

Are you okay?

Yeah, totally.

Where are you heading?

It's cold. My French isn't too good.

Village Grand Nature Shit Shots.

Oh shit, that's right next to my house.

- Really? - Yeah.

- No way. - Yeah, wanna ride?

- Yeah, dude. - Okay, hop in.

Okay.

Watch out, I'm gonna go. Don't kill me.

My name's JD, by the way.

JD?

- Yeah, JD. JD as in John Daniel. - Cool.

Most people call me JD.

I'm MJ.

Mary Jane, but most people call me MJ.

Yeah, cool.

So, where are you from, JD?

I'm from Green Mountain State, dude.

What? You're from Vermont?

Sure am.

- No way. - Jay.

- Jay? - Yeah, yeah.

What? I'm from Jay, Vermont.

What are you doing?

Oh, um...

Are you filming me?

- Oh, no, no, no. - Get the fuck out of the car.

- MJ, I was just looking, trying to... - Get out of my car!

- Please, please, please. - Let me just know what I think.

- Look, okay? - What are you doing?

Trust me, okay? Look, I'm not a creep or anything.

I just want to show you something.

Jesus.

Look, okay?

You're from my hood, dude.

You're my idol, okay?

You're the reason I'm here, MJ.

I mean, look.

You list all the best drops, all the best runs in this region.

I mean, you got this shit down to the smallest detail.

I just can't believe it.

I mean, what are the odds that you just pick me up on the side of the road and

and making me do all kinds of crazy shit?

I'm freaking out. This is awesome, okay?

This is fucking sick.

Like, I thought nobody was going to believe me,

so obviously I had to film it,

which now sounds stupid and creepy and stupid.

I said it, but look.

Delete. Done.

Okay?

- All right. - All right.

I swear to God, GD,

if you try to pull some shit like that again,

- I will kick you out. - Yes.

I won't even stop the car.

You got it, ma'am.

Don't call me ma'am.

Okay.

You got it, dude.

- No, don't touch me. - I won't. That was a mistake.

Oh, look at this big-ass church.

Oh, sorry.

Probably shouldn't swear in front of a church.

Do you believe in God?

Wow, do you?

Well, my mom does.

She, uh, she loves God.

Very religious lady.

- Want some jerky? - No, I'm good.

Yeah? Okay.

There you go.

Yeah.

You know, I was thinking that it could be fun to...

um, I don't know, shred the slopes together or something like that.

I've... I've kind of moved on from that.

I'm sort of retired.

What do you mean?

I don't... I don't ride anymore.

Oh.

Sorry to burst your bubble.

Listen, um, you're good. You're good.

I didn't mean to insist.

- Um, thanks for the lift. That's, uh... - Pleasure.

- I appreciate it. - Sorry I almost killed you.

You're good.

Oh, J.D.

Oh, yeah, right.

Your bag.

Yep.

And your magazine.

Uh, if you ever change your mind, I'll be here, okay?

All right. I hope you do.

Have a good night, J.D.

Drive safe.

Thanks. Will do.

- Nice meeting you. - Ditto.

Shit.

You... you got what you asked for.

My... my perfect little life.

My... my perfect little family.

It's all gone.

Just come inside, please.

I hate you!

Alice, please come inside.

We'll talk.

You had everything.

You had everything. You just threw it all away.

And then you took my... my family from me.

Alice, I'm sorry.

Just please come inside. We'll talk.

I hope you're fucking rotten now.

Alice.

Where the fuck is Jake?

You know he can't stand me. You know he's not coming. I told you.

Oh, my God, they're here!

All right, let's go.

Kitchen, everyone, go. One, two, one, two.

Come on, ma'am. Let's go.

Coucou!

Surprise!

Bitches!

Did you know about this?

No, you bullshit!

Estas a ma soeur?

Si.

Thank you.

Hey, yeah, so I've been thinking long and hard about this,

and it seems like I have nowhere to go,

so it seems you're stuck with me, babe.

Now, I could just barge in,

but I would love for you to just let me in, babe.

Oh, that's cute.

Freddy strikes again!

I don't know what's going on, man.

It's either I'm going crazy or someone is coming into my house

and moving shit around.

And who would do that?

I don't know, Jake.

Alice?

Fred?

You?

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter because I'm leaving this place.

I'm going back home.

You're not going to find what you're looking for there.

Oh, yeah, and what is that?

Peace.

You don't have to run away.

Jesus.

Jake, this fucking place is going to drive me nuts.

Half the time, I don't even know what fucking day it is

or what I'm doing.

Anyway, nobody wants me here anymore.

Even the fucking weather is trying to mess with me.

I mean, one minute, it's spring. It's raining.

There's a fucking mud fest.

The next, we're in a snowstorm in the middle of Siberia.

Have you been to the accident site?

Jesus Christ, have you not been listening to me?

I'm trying to help you, MJ.

And eventually, I won't be able to anymore.

Where were you?

I was on my way.

Bullshit.

Bullshit!

I'm here now.

Yeah, well, too little, too late, isn't it?

You know what your problem is?

You feel guilty.

Because if you'd been at the party like you were supposed to

and you'd let your feelings for Fred aside,

none of this would have happened.

Because you know very well you would have never let Fred drive.

But no.

You just never showed up.

And what happened?

Fred got pissed drunk.

He took his car.

And he killed Nicholas and Melanie.

He ruined Alice's life.

And you weren't there to stop it.

Where were you then, Jake?

Where the fuck were you then?

Jake, you...

You were supposed to watch out for me.

You promised him you'd watch out for me.

I gave him his keys, Jake.

I gave him his fucking keys.

I gave him his fucking car keys and they're dead.

I'm sorry.

Uh, excuse me.

Could you tell me if you have a client named John Daniel... something?

Please.

Uh...

Hello?

Rachel?

Hello.

Hi Mary Jane.

Rachel, what are you doing here?

Where... where did you come from?

From there.

Okay. Does anyone know you're here?

You.

Right.

Uh... okay.

Let me get you back to Alice's. She must be worried.

I found a way to get my parents to find me.

Really?

Yeah. If I make enough snow angels,

then they'll think that Earth is really heaven so they'll come back for me.

Oh, Rachel, um...

I'm not sure that's gonna work.

Why not?

Well...

The snow's gonna melt soon.

I mean, what if... what if your snow angels all melt

before your parents have time to see them?

It doesn't matter. When something is created, it never goes away.

Anyway, time doesn't really exist.

Rachel. No, no, no, no, no. Come back.

Let me get you... let me give you a ride back to Alice's.

No, thank you.

Please, I'll step on my snow angels.

J.D.? What... what are you doing here?

The fuck are you doing here?

Came out of retirement for the day.

- Really? - Yeah.

Well, uh... can I ride with you?

Sure.

- Yeah? - You ready, though?

Yeah, if I'm ready. I was born ready, okay?

I've waited for this moment all my life. Let's do it.

All right. Let's see what you got.

Oh... oh...

Yo, this is sick!

Man, the conditions are shit!

Yo, look at the snow.

The snow is so fucking sticky, I can't see anything.

You still want to hit that jump?

Oh, yeah. I'm gonna watch you first, though.

Okay.

Okay.

Fuck, my turn.

Yeah!

Oh, yeah, baby.

No thanks, I'm trying to quit.

Oh, you're missing out.

Mmm... cold candies.

- You know, we actually met once. - What?

Yeah.

When? Where?

It was years ago. You probably don't remember.

The local slopestyle contest in Kellington.

- Really? - Yeah.

Anyways, I was, I don't know, maybe ten years old,

and I just couldn't get my boardslide right.

I kept catching the edge of the front bar. I was so pissed.

And, uh, I don't know, he just came up to me, just like that, out of the blue.

And he told me that I should even my weight out.

I should put it all on my heels.

And, well, I, um, well, that did it right there.

I fell in love.

Very young, but it was real.

Well, glad I could be of help.

Man, I can't believe you quit snowboarding.

It's like, it's like a disgrace, you know?

I'm sure the gods of snow are so pissed right now.

Yeah, well, all good things must come to an end.

Can I ask you why you quit?

- Sure. - Really?

Awesome, I get to ask you a question.

Why'd you quit?

My dad and I had a bit of a falling out.

We didn't speak for, like, a year.

I had decided to stop competing and just ride pow, and he...

Whatever, it doesn't matter.

Um...

I was away out west, free-riding.

And he kept calling, and calling, and calling,

and calling, and calling, and I just...

I was having the time of my life.

I mean, I didn't, I didn't want to deal with it, and...

Uh, turns out he was, he was sick.

He was really sick.

And he was, he was gone within, within a month.

Wait, what do you mean? He died?

Yeah.

Like he passed away?

Wait, Coach Morris is dead?

Yeah, Coach Morris is dead.

For some reason, I, I had no idea.

When, when did that happen?

Two years ago.

So after that, I just...

It was just too painful, I guess.

Yeah, I'm...

I'm sorry, I...

Didn't quite choose the best day for my comeback, I must admit.

Yeah, I don't know, it's weird.

All my life, I read that January is the best period to come here, and...

January?

Shit, you know?

January? Two months late, dude.

Yeah, right.

Wait, what?

Are you okay?

Mary Jane Morris.

John Daniel.

What's your last name again?

Well...

We'll see you on the other side, yeah?

What?

What the fuck?

MJ!

Hi, my friend.

Hey, this guy.

All right, okay.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

It's time to terminate this fucking granny fucking tea party. Bye-bye.

And this, this, friends, is for Peter and Alice,

who somehow decided to spend exactly...

Hey, how's it going? Come on in.

spend all their fucking life together.

Why you would do that is a fucking mystery to me.

But, hey, Peter, there you are, bud.

You, you are a courageous man.

A lot of this coming up, let me tell you.

Hey, bottoms up, motherfuckers.

Alice, I know you're fucking angry about the lasagna.

I don't care about the lasagna, MJ.

Oh, you're still going on about the fucking lasagna?

Excuse me, can you mind your own business for once, Fred?

This isn't about you, okay? So back the fuck off.

You're right, it's not about me. This is all about you.

This is all fucking about you

because she's been fucking obsessing for fucking days,

you ungrateful little fucking cunt.

Okay.

Get out.

- I'll take you home. - Get the fuck off me.

Come on, man.

Look at my keys.

Forget your keys, all right?

- Peter, don't let him drive away. - I won't. I'll come back and get you.

- You won't drive. - Get the fuck away from me!

Take your fucking keys and get the fuck out of my house!

Missed, follow me.

JD!

JD!

Going after teenagers now, MJ?

Your face.

Priceless.

Almost as priceless as the time you ran into that tree.

Did that hurt?

What do you want, Fred?

All I ever wanted was you.

Funny thing, pain, don't you think?

I told you, MJ.

You can't run away.

Jay?

Jay!

You still think you can run away?

Run, MJ!

Look at yourself.

It's embarrassing.

Fuck, this was supposed to be our engagement party.

- It's okay, I... - No, it's not okay!

It's been two years of this shit.

Every time we hang out with her, she gets fucked with that fucking asshole.

And then she treats us like garbage. You know what?

I get it.

Your dad died, you didn't get to say goodbye, and you hate yourself for it.

And you... Don't fucking touch me!

And that gave you carte blanche to just fucking be an idiot.

But you know what? It's been two years!

It's time to move on.

So just get your shit together, because I am fucking fed up of your bullshit.

What do you want, Alice?

I tried, okay?

I fucking tried.

But nothing I do is ever good enough for you.

- I threw you a goddamn party. - Yeah, and guess who showed up?

Some 20-some-year-olds that we don't even know!

You're 38 years old, MJ!

- You're right, Alice! I'm a fuck-up! - No...

I'm a terrible friend, and I'm a horrible fucking human being!

- That's not what I'm saying! - And you're so fucking perfect!

- What? - With your perfect little family, with your perfect little boyfriend,

and your perfect little fucking life with your perfect little jobs!

You never have too much fun!

You never drink more than two beers!

You control everything, controlling everybody!

You're so fucking annoying!

You know what?

Before you go on judging everybody,

why don't you take a look at your own goddamn self?

I'd like to see you deal with the shit

that I've had to deal with just for a fucking second!

You're so pathetic!

You know what?

I want to see you deal with this shit.

I want to see you fucking lose someone,

and then we'll see who's fucking pathetic, you ungrateful little cunt!

MJ, what...

What happened to all your stuff?

What did you do?

What did I do?

What did I do?

I am so tired of you dumping your shit on me.

You think I'm the monster, hmm? Well, you want to know what I think?

Because you're never really asking me what the fuck do I think.

I think it's time you stop living in this pointless little world

that you've created for yourself,

and open your sweet little eyes.

Oh, fuck.

Are you good?

What the fuck do you want, Jake?

You promised. You fucking promised!

I did promise.

I did, but you know it doesn't really matter anymore.

Look around, they've moved on.

It's game over.

Wop, wop.

Oh, Jakey boy.

What are you gonna do, huh? Kill me?

MJ, did you go?

Damn it.

I can't.

I can't help you if you won't listen to me.

It's your cue. Tell her. Tell her now. Go.

- Tell me what? - Let me tell her.

Better yet, let me tell her.

Let me take her. I deserve this, Jake. Let me take her.

Jake!

- I take her. - Really?

Yeah, fuck it.

Thank you.

Babe, it is time to go for a game of...

MJ!

MJ!

Get the fuck off me!

I gotta get out of here.

Oh, my God.

Do you know why I stopped you?

- I... - You were going 60 in a 30 zone.

I'm sorry, I don't speak French.

I'll need your papers, please.

Your papers!

Here are your papers.

And a ticket for speeding.

Be careful, lots of accidents in the area.

She'll be okay.

I have to go now.

I told you my snow angels would work.

I owe you an apology.

I hate myself so much.

I never should have let you leave after what I'd done.

None of this would have happened.

I'm so angry with you.

I think I'm gonna be angry with you for the rest of my life.

But I still love you.

And...

And I miss you.

I'm gonna sell the cabin.

I know you wanted me to have it, I just...

I can't.

I can't.

I, um...

I found this.

I guess you never read it.

It's from your dad.

He loved you so much.

He's so proud of you.

He forgave you.

I thought you should have this.

I'm gonna put it right here, okay?

I'm sure you, your dad and Jake are hanging out right now.

I'm sure Jake is still looking out for you.

Goodbye, my friend.

Goodbye.

Je t'aime, mon ami.

I'm sick of this.

It's a fucking cunt, every fucking time she does that.

Every fucking time.

Where the fuck are you going?

Whoa, baby, baby, look at you.

Look what happened to your fucking face.

Where the fuck are you going?

You're bleeding a lot. Hey, what happened?

Come on, talk to me, baby.

Don't fucking touch me.

Whoa, easy there.

Did she fucking do that to you?

What are you doing?

What are you doing? Stop that.

MJ, what the fuck are you doing?

Are you fucking nuts? What are you trying to do right now?

Stop that. Stop that. What the fuck are you nuts?

MJ!

MJ, there's a fucking car. MJ, there's a fucking car.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.