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Wendy Jones, I know logically that you're the wrong person to be mad at.

I am a feminist, after all.

And while I can't yet access the totality of my rage at Zev,

I am full of abject rage at my mother!

Please stop showing me shirts. I really need you to hear me, Mum!

Did she just call you "Mum"?

A month in London, and she's Madonna. Oh my God.

Eat my ass, okay? Fuck off. I'm serious.

Mom, you never gave us a strong male role model!

You never showed us healthy love that we could emulate.

What about this one? Do you think it'll fit?

It has a nice, loose, gauzy feel. I like it.

Let's talk about it later, okay?

I... This is your fault!

I mean...

You have ruined me when it comes to men.

I mean, I'm ruined. I have literally no instincts!

♪ It's always a girl ♪

♪ It's always a girl ♪

♪ It's always a girl ♪

♪ It's always a girl ♪

♪ It's always a girl ♪

That sound system was out of whack.

Yeah, you think so?

Yeah, I was playing, and it didn't sound right.

That's 'cause it wasn't sounding right, 'cause you were playing like shit.

Do we think those two girls are...

-Jesus Christ. -20-plus?

That's fun.

You should host a show on television where you fucking guess.

-People'll go crazy for it. -Oh, come on, Fee.

You used to be so slinky. Now you're giving non-slink all the time.

Well, the guy's in love. Come on.

I mean, love changes a man.

So I'm just gonna... just gonna ask 'em for an ID.

Fucking hell, man. When did you become such a pervert?

I'm not a pervert. That's why I'm gonna ask them.

Guys, that was fucking dog shit.

-You're not even trying anymore. -We did try.

What are you doing? You keep making shit up in the middle of our sets.

Are you doing the thing where you imagine you're at Wembley?

Life is a stadium.

No, it's not. This is a tiny fucking record store.

Play like it's a tiny fucking record store, in time.

You... You were actually really good again, as always.

-Thank you. I appreciate it. -Thanks.

I don't know what the fuck you were doing.

You're supposed to keep us in time, be the backbone of the fucking band.

You were trying to make eyes with girls out past their curfew.

Maybe we're not the problem. Maybe it's that you used to be fun.

We used to live the life. We used to do ecstasy in the morning,

cocaine at night, maybe a little foursome, and order a pizza afterwards.

And now you're fucking monogamous and gluten-free.

But you know what? I miss the Felix

who filled our home with mischief and mayhem

and girls wearing nothing but their headbands.

That's why I moved you in and let you stay for precisely fuck-all pounds.

Now it's like I gave my spare room to my nan.

So, that big speech you gave me when I moved in

about helping me to get clean and giving me a safe space

to try and make some music, find myself, that was all lies?

No, it wasn't lies, Felix. It was just part of the truth.

There's always a fucking quid pro quo with you, isn't there?

Know what? I'm glad you said that out loud

'cause I'm not some organ grinder's monkey.

You can't just give me a bed and expect me to dance.

I'm still stuck on you using the term "quid pro quo."

-Fuck you, Auggie. Fuck you. -Carpe diem.

-Find a different wingman, or get some... -Veni, vidi, vici.

Oh, this? I've had this for a really long time.

I just threw it on.

Felix!

Stop looking at me like that. You are naughty!

Maybe the hood's too much.

Oh my God.

You're looking at me, and you love my outfit.

I know, it's pretty cute, but you're a pretty cute guy.

So, why don't we take off my sleeves?

Jess?

Ah.

Hey, cutie.

What's going on?

Are you ready to ravish the haunted maiden?

You look fucking amazing.

I'm just having such a shit day. I'm sorry. I'm in the opposite mood.

-Oh. -It's just unfortunate timing.

Sorry, these are fucking heavy. I'm not very mobile. Hey. I love your hat.

It's not really a hat.

Do you wanna get into something more cozy

and I can tell you about the fucking nightmare I've been living?

Oh, um...

Yeah. I mean, I feel comfy. I... I don't mind letting it all hang out.

Oh shit! Candles, dude!

Sorry. Not being weird. I don't want you to catch fire again.

-Are you hungry, by the way? -Dude?

I think I might get a Deliveroo or something.

Hey! You look nice today.

I'm glad that somebody does.

-She looks really hot today. -Yeah.

She's really rocking this necklace thing.

Glad that you love her outfit.

So, basically, I had a bit of a domestic with Auggie.

Long time coming, and, uh,

I was wondering, is it okay if I stay here for a while?

I... I gotta go to the bathroom.

Okay. You wanna go walkies?

Hey, muggle, look what I got for you.

Hello. I love you.

I thought you didn't know what that meant.

Shall we clip this on your collar?

You don't feel like it?

I may look like a flighty idiot

who could just be steamrolled into a sudden move-in,

but I pick up on everything,

despite, or maybe because, I was raised by women, even if nasty women.

So, you can't piss on my leg and tell me it's raining!

Stay for a couple nights? Yeah, right!

That's how I end up with someone who's using my credit card to buy porn.

And who pays for porn in this economy?!

Okay. Jessica, breathe.

Good girl. Nice girl. Good, nice girl.

Hi. I thought you guys went out for a walk.

Yeah, I don't think she fancied it in the end.

-So, you guys didn't leave? -Nope.

Okay.

So you...

Heard most of it, yep. Wow!

Okay. Well, I wasn't, like, talking to myself.

That wasn't what I was worried about, to be honest with you.

I'm not trying to con you into moving in together.

I just had a bit of a situation go down. That's all.

Yeah, and...

I mean, I guess I'm just stupid and an idiot,

and you're probably exhausted by my paranoia.

And I don't even know how to interact with a man in a healthy way.

I haven't said any of those things.

I told you that you look fucking amazing, and I meant it.

Sometimes it feels like you're fighting with someone who isn't here.

You're right.

Okay, I'm sorry.

No, I think you're right, actually.

It's my fault. I shouldn't have come.

It's too soon to be relying on you for everything.

No!

-I'll stay with someone else. It's fine. -It's fine. Where else are you gonna go?

I don't know. I could give Polly a call or something.

-Polly? -It's not a big deal.

-I'll see you after your work trip. -Okay, I feel like everyone...

-You'll do great. -We got triggered.

If you would have just walked, you dumb fucking slut!

-Okay, you're not holding her quite... -I've got this.

-Support her. -Dogs love me. It's fine.

Okay. So, when you're feeding her, right, you're gonna put the sweet... Hi!

...the boiled sweet potato over the kibble, right?

Otherwise, she's not gonna eat that.

Then, you have to put... stay with me... the gravy on top of the sweet potatoes.

-Mummy's crazy. -Follow me?

Um, otherwise, she's not gonna eat that.

Not gonna eat the kibble, the sweet potatoes aren't there.

Not gonna eat the sweet potatoes, the gravy's not there.

-An illusion on top of an illusion. -Crazy.

And then, if there's any kind of thunderstorm,

um, her thunder jacket is here with her outside clothes.

But then, her precious gowns are right here with her inside clothes.

-Jessica, chill! -She can wear this inside, not outside.

Hey! Chillax, babes. All right?

'Cause that's what we're gonna be doing. We're gonna be chillin'.

Like a pair of villains, watching Holby City,

noshing on some dough balls from Pizza Express.

Tell me you're not gonna do that.

-It's fine! -She'll get sick. Do you want her to?

-No. -You're gonna...

-Just dog food. -It's all good, Mummy.

Good. Good, good, good.

Also, um, if any blood falls out of her vagina, totally fine.

Don't worry about it.

Just let her free bleed. Okay? Don't panic.

Free bleed?

I got it.

-Okay, guys, have fun. -See you later. Bye, Mum.

Bye.

Please don't do it from your vagina.

There.

Merci.

Can I have some salt?

No fucking way. I put salt in it already.

Well, not enough. Like, it's weak on the tongue.

And cumin?

I literally put cumin...

Like, that was the first thing that I put in.

And maybe, like, ginger, also. Turmeric.

You know what? You should add some pancetta.

Okay, that's just a completely different omelet...

-I wish. -...to the one I made you.

I'd forgotten what a nightmare you are to cook for. All feedback, no gratitude.

It's because I do it better, that's all.

I thought I'd fucking nailed that.

I rolled it up French style and everything.

No, that's good, but the taste.

Come on, why you get so sad when you get the tiniest bit of critique?

Critique makes artists stronger.

I'm real with you. That's a gift I give you.

What happened?

You always wound up on my doorstep after MDMA.

Well, I'm sober as a bone, so it's not that.

Nothing's happened.

I just fell out with Auggie, so I needed somewhere to crash.

Okay. Then I'll say nothing.

Did you go on another date with that, um...

What was he? Like, stockbroker guy?

How did that go?

Did your cousin get out of jail?

Fuck's sake, man.

Jesus Christ, I forgot about this trick.

Ah, okay.

Literally nothing has happened.

We're just taking it slow.

I'm just trying to be smart about it. That's all.

Okay.

You can make, like, shitty omelet, but please do not lie to me.

Mm. You should taste it, actually.

Like this, you can make an effort.

-I'm not hungry. -No, you should.

-What are you do... What the fuck? -Trust me.

Dude, you just slapped me in the face with an omelet?

Non. I mean, not...

Fuck you, man. I just made that for you. Fucking...

-What the fuck? -Wait!

Come here!

For a fucking omelet. Fuck.

I told him that without a ring, he has no guarantee

that I'm not gonna meet someone in Dubai.

That's so classic. He thinks he can lock you down without hardware.

Tell me about it, ladies!

I mean, men are all psychotic rapists, right?

-Yeah. Uh... -Yeah.

Peace. Sorry.

-Yeah. Have a good day. -Have a good day.

-Anyway... -I know.

Well, this is exactly how I like to spend my Thursday morning,

waiting at a service station on the M25.

We should've been on the road an hour ago

so we can scout the Christmas village by 4:00.

Where's Jim?

We have to look at this location today if we want to make it work.

-Director's not here, man. -Ugh, half an hour late is chic.

Forty-five minutes is disrespectful.

The snack police is here, and you're under arrest,

so drop your weapons.

I cannot believe the UK service stations.

I mean, you can get fresh mango.

It's crazy. I'm having dinner here. It's like we're on vacation.

I also got these ears if anybody wants a pair.

They're from a charity that's helping kids meet rabbits or something.

So, nice.

Let 'em meet them, right?

That's our guy.

Here we go.

Okay.

Don't bump your head.

-Thank you. Uh, what's your name? -Hassan.

Hassan, I could see you vaping up your sleeve.

I'm not gonna tell your boss, but I could, you know?

-Have a good one. -Okay.

Erm...

-Hi. -Hi.

Uh, I'm gonna take the front seat.

-Okay. -By the window. Separately.

From me. From me. I'll sit in the back.

-Separately from all the people. -Okay.

And, um, I'd like, um...

-Uh... -The other part of your glove?

Sorry.

Um, and can we, um...

Can we lose the, uh...

Ooh. Ouch.

...the bunny ears?

Because we're not 13.

-Are we? -No.

-We're not? -Nope. We're not.

Okay.

Yeah, fuck the charity!

So you do identify with your sign?

I've been told I have a lot of Aquarius tendencies.

You know, Scorpios and Virgos are actually very connected signs.

Scorpio is able to push Virgo to excel past their boundaries.

Wow.

Uh, I'm a Cancer. What should I know?

Uh, that's not a sign I've ever really thought about.

I think Cancers lie a lot.

Yeah, well, not me. Unless I'm lying right now.

Who even knows if I am a Cancer?

I'm kidding.

I'm not... I tell the truth almost to a fault.

Genius move.

You're rejecting all the hottest people on Raya, right?

So they start to wonder what's so great about you?

Ah.

I think they'll probably know what... what my appeal is already.

That's your move, is it?

Yeah, I'm literally doing it on Sniffies right now.

Sniffies? What's that?

Is that, uh, just for the... for the LGBTQ+ community?

Yeah! Like, I'll show you.

It basically... It basically shows me all the people in my periphery right now

who are looking to obliterate their psyche through false intimacy.

-Beautiful. -Yeah.

Does that mean that there's a...

So he's a... he's another wee Sniffy, is he?

-You could say that. -That's beautiful.

Any news highlights?

-Darling, breathe! -Okay. All right, move up a little.

Cute.

Maybe, like, throw up a peace sign or something.

-No, that... that feels awkward. -Come on!

She's still a puppy, all right?

Yeah, she's full of jubilance and joie de vivre.

No, I'm not gaslighting you.

How can I gaslight you? I don't know what that means.

This place is so darn quaint!

I mean, I remember watching BritBox and just dreaming of spots like this,

and here we are.

This couldn't be real! Pinch me, I'm dreaming!

But, yeah, I think it's a viable option for our shoot.

It has all the sets we need, plus an airplane hangar for our build.

-Um, Raven, chime in? -Uh...

Yeah, I spoke to the Head of Permitting, who says they're really open to shooting.

I... I think the weather could be a challenge, but...

-We have the studio... -And rain cover.

-Yeah. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's all feeling a bit, um,

cloying...

Cloying. Cloying. Can you define that for me?

...for me.

It's presenting itself as something that's charming

and English without actually being charming or English.

-Creepy and haunted. -It's not creepy.

-Okay, yeah. -But it's... it's... um...

There's a... There's a malaise, don't you think?

It's not creepy at all.

But there is a malaise, I'd say.

It's presenting itself in a very strange, sort of inauthentic way, you know?

It's all charm, charm, charm.

We've got to move away from the sheen of Pip & Partners, you know?

We've got to make something that's dangerous. So, let's just stop.

Sorry.

Everybody just stop, and let's just zoom out

and see what we're doing.

Pause.

We've gotta make this feel like it's... it's Ken Loach making a Christmas film.

We've got to smell the booze and we've got to smoke the cigarettes,

and we've got to eat the processed meat.

Got to understand what it's like to fight for your life

at Christmas in a country that doesn't value anything but the rich.

I just got the chills. Yeah.

You've reached the office of Relix Femen.

I don't really want a voice message. I find them violent.

Oh, fuck no.

Well, hey, you.

Well, hey, you.

So, you're still driving the Tang?

Mm-hmm.

What, you think I'm just gonna hop right in,

go for a spin, let you speed as fast as you like,

wind in my hair, smile on my lips?

You think I'm gonna spend the evening in your arms,

forgetting who I am?

So that you can drop me at my mother's house

and push me up against the wall for a little good-night fondle?

I've aged.

I'm a gr...

-Hmm? -I'm a mother now.

Doesn't look it.

You look like you did when you were 16

and I kissed you goodbye in the record store,

by the Rolling Stones section.

Sticky Fingers!

And then they sent me to juvie.

Don't worry.

Tell your daddy I'll have you home by eight.

Daddy died.

Cool.

Mom!

Why don't you, uh, start me up?

Be right back.

-Mommy, now! -Fuck.

What? What? What? What? What?

I just don't get why they turned Teresa into a meme

'cause it's like, she is a prostitution whore.

Teresa is right.

This is what we culturally do to women.

You called me in to watch "prostitution whore"?

-Yeah. -Danielle Staub and Teresa Giudice?

-Yes! -Do you know what?

-You're crazy. Get up. Out of bed. -No. No!

Yes! You are getting up out of bed, my friend.

Okay, I'm not "your friend."

And also, you're going out on a date to get us, like, the daddy Jessica wants.

Grandma's at a bridge game with people half my age.

Nobody needs me! There's no reason to get out of bed.

Okay, except for your son, who's gonna be home from school soon.

And he might probably want a vague sense of, oh, I don't know,

his mother having changed her clothes today.

You know what's the crazy thing about changing clothes?

You have to do it again the next day. What's the goddamn point?

Okay. Get up and get in the shower.

-Now. No, no. No more. Get up. Get up. -No.

-No. -Because Dane is outside.

And that is my destiny waiting for me.

I... I... I can't do this anymore.

-I can't fucking do this anymore. -Then don't do it, okay?

-Lois, you don't know my life! -Do not call your mommy Lois!

Do not call her by her first name!

That is so fucking disrespectful!

Okay, and do not refer to yourself as "Mommy"

'cause it is the work of a psychopath!

All right, know what?

-Get up, and get in the shower! -No!

Because you know what? You... smell like a hamster, and you're old!

Now get up because my love is not unconditional.

-Go! -Great. No.

-No? -No.

You got... I'm gonna spank you.

I'm gonna spank you, Nora Louise. There you go.

God, it is so typical.

I mean, a director, who's usually male, has no idea what he's actually making.

This is part of why I left my job in New York.

I started feeling so resentful, and now I feel...

You're realizing that middling white women feel terrible wherever they go. I know.

I think this is the best it gets for you. You're not Dua Lipa.

-Hey. -Mm?

You know I just messaged Raven back on Sniffies?

When I tell you, the message I sent was psychological warfare.

-It's incredible. -Show me.

-No. -Let's see it.

Does it feel like Josie and I made kind of a breakthrough?

Like, whatever was holding her back, she's finally able to shed it.

Jonno sends his regrets, team. He can't do dinner.

He has to, um...

He had to head back into the city 'cause there was a drama with Diane.

Oh my God. Is his wife okay?

Diane's the Irish Wolfhound.

Um, so, I'm gonna go find some food.

Uh, me too.

Ideal time for me to have a sniff around Sniffies.

-Hello. -Oh, hi!

Dinner's been disbanded, so I'm just gonna get Domino's.

-Oh, okay. I've got... -Do you have anything?

I've got a lot of invitations, so, um...

But, uh, I just like to keep it low-key when it's a weeknight,

so I'm just gonna go to the pub.

So you can... you know, you can join me if you want to.

Oh, that's so nice. Yeah, um...

I'm supposed to talk to my friend Felix tonight, but, oh!

He's not talking to me.

He has not sent me anything, but it's okay.

Well, maybe you could come along.

-Maybe I will. -Okay, well, after you, madam.

I don't feel comfortable. Come.

Okay. Let's go get some freaky snacks.

Are you a part of a really active hipster dad group chat or something?

No, I'm just in a back-and-forth with this tiny, fucking prick loser

on fucking Letterboxd.

Armchair critics, you know, it's gonna be the death of fucking cinema.

Meanwhile, this... basement-dweller's had the nerve to say

that my female characters are undercooked. Nessa?

Nessa is undercooked, is she?

One of the most complex depictions of a sex worker

that's ever been shown on screen.

And Lily Allen, did she get nominated for Best Newcomer

at the Palm Springs Film Festival for nothing?

Which she would have won, had she been able to attend?

Do you know what? I'm gonna say that.

I don't think you have to reply to everything.

I'm gonna reply to this attack.

I swear to God, these people just think that I'm not a... a human being.

I can just... I can just take this!

Please don't hit your head.

Just a man, you know?

Just a man making art.

Trying to make my ex-wife regret her decisions.

I mean, yeah, I get it. I've done a lot of things out of vengeance.

That's an interesting thing to say. Is that like...

What... What have you done?

Like, get highlights.

And how is that going?

I don't know. I feel like they're turning a little yellow.

Not the highlights. The man.

Does he regret what he did to you?

Okay, how do you know there's a he?

There's always a he.

Don't matter whether it's Daddy... or dickhead.

There's always a he.

So, you've been with Jonno five months, right?

Mm-hmm. Yeah. Um, yeah. Just about five months.

How is that?

-It's good. It's good. -Uh-huh. How good? How good is it?

Hey, I am... I'm good at compartmentalizing.

So, you know, it's...

It's a good job, and it's a job. It's not my life.

-What is your life? -Ah.

Kim, big question.

Um...

Dancing in my room, reading met a fiction...

I don't know.

Thank you so much for sharing something so intimate.

Tell me about you.

Oh, I just... I get a little funny talking about myself on a date.

Any kind of date, personal, professional,

uh, friendly, romantic...

Well, this could be a date.

Okay.

My wife... My ex-wife, uh...

It takes some time to get used to.

Yeah, it does.

She always says that anger isn't a reason enough to make films, you know?

But she's never made anything, except our children,

so what the fuck does she know?

Well, I'm sorry to hear about your divorce.

No, no, no. No, don't... don't be.

She just didn't mean any of our vows.

And I did. I would have nursed her if she got sick.

If she got saggy, I would have picked the skin off the floor, you know?

-Mm-hmm. -But don't abandon me

because I fall into bed with someone one...

You know, one or two times

during the most difficult period of my life

when... when my work is being attacked.

And the critical response

to a film that I poured my heart and soul into,

it's just being ripped apart, you know?

It's violence!

So, don't say that you understand the words

"for better or for worse," you know, Anita?

Are you attracted to me?

Um...

Uh, I'm... I'm not really sure.

To what percentage are you at with me now?

Like, 52.

No, don't believe that.

Okay, you're right. It's more like 73, I guess.

Seventy-three, 74, 75.

That makes sense.

You doing that, like, made me go down to 72.

I feel like it keeps going up, and then down, and then up again.

Now?

For some reason, that, like, took me down again.

-Yeah. If I looked away? -Let me see.

And then, if you look back at me?

I feel like it was down, and then when you looked back at me, down again.

But now, up, yeah.

Now it's up for me too.

I don't know about reckless. I'm just, like...

I don't know, I just like her.

Okay. But do you think it's possible

you're forgetting yourself, trying to make her happy?

You know what was cool about us?

We never did that.

We just, I don't know, we lived the moment,

and when the moment was shared, it was just

ours.

Not all me.

It's weird how you just, like, remember fun times.

You forgot all the fucking nights I stayed awake next to you,

just to see if you were breathing.

I cried every time I saw you.

And not because it was over, but because...

I don't know, I was

scared that you would die.

Look at us, we're fine.

I'm proud of us. We made it.

Yeah, true.

And me, I waited around so long because I knew it was in you to be good.

And it's weird because now

all this good is just

going to someone else.

That's how you feel?

Well...

You saved my life.

You know you did.

Did you ever wonder what it would be if we...

decided to be one?

Sor...

What? As in...

What do you mean? Like...

Like, one. Like a family. Having your baby.

-What? I said, like... What? -No, attends. You never think...?

-Like, what are you saying? -Like, you never thought about it?

-Like... -What, like, now?

So, what is it that you love about making movies?

Oh my God, uh, well, uh...

I guess I find when I'm in the director's chair, I'm just

someone else, you know?

Somebody, um... Somebody just a bit better, less of a...

less of a...

You know.

A river runs through me, you know?

-I just know what to do. -Wow, that's amazing.

I wish that would happen to me.

Um, you know, when I was little, I wanted to do what you do.

Probably sounds so stupid.

Mm, why does it sound stupid? You can do what I do.

Thanks.

Something about your, uh, sudden,

spasmodic movements, alongside your kinda Tourette's-style...

Oh, I don't have Tourette's.

No, Tourette's-style, uh, outbursts that I...

Oh, okay.

I've gotta tell you, I... I find it, uh, kind of disarming.

Kind of?

Kind of, yeah.

I do enjoy... being disarmed.

It's unusual for me.

Well, I guess I'll take it as a compliment.

I mean, you're saying you like it, so it's not like it's a bad thing.

I don't think there's anything wrong with having Tourette's.

No, I know that.

It's a beautiful thing to have, Tourette's.

Totally. It's a different perspective.

-Are you cold? -Yeah.

Do you wanna come to my horrible little hotel?

Sure.

Oh God, there's something about... about pantyhose

that I just find so deeply, deeply erotic.

-Um, can we say "tights"? -We can say tights.

-We can say tights. -Yeah.

We can say anything you want as long as I get my head between these thighs.

But I'm not gonna give it to you yet.

-Maybe I'm gonna tease you. -Oh, okay.

-Yeah. -I like that.

When you really beg for it, maybe... I'll say no.

No.

Mm.

And then when you're really...

When you're really, really, really begging me for it...

Mm-hmm.

...what happens then?

-Mm. You're still gonna say no? -Might still.

-Might be no. Might be uh-uh. -You're not gettin' it.

But maybe after that?

Maybe. Or maybe no.

Okay.

-Shall we just wait? -Mm.

So, let's move along.

Well, don't rush it.

-I'm just saying. Well, I don't want... -I don't care.

-I'm not saying... -Yeah, okay.

It's okay. Well, I'll wait. Um...

Just so you, um...

FYI, my underwear is still on.

-No, I know. I... -Okay.

-Just... -I know. I know.

-Yeah. -I can see that, you ratty little girl.

-Sorry. -Ratty little...

Okay, now. Right.

Tell me something.

Like what?

Like, uh...

-Surprise me. -Um...

I... I think I accidentally killed my friend Jenny's hamster

when I was in the third grade.

It was like, we had the hamster in a car, and we were, like, moving the Barbie car.

It fell down the stairs,

but she thought that it was okay, but he wasn't okay.

And then we put him back in the cage, and the next day he was dead

but I think it was me.

Oh... Okay, say...

You liked that story?

-Yeah. -Okay.

Tell me you love my movies.

Okay. I love your movies.

-You like them? -Wait, what?

They're nothing. My movies are terrible.

-You don't want me to say that? -No. Tell me that you...

-Continue. Tell me. -I like... Your movies are awesome.

-They really are. -Yeah?

-I love to stream them. -You like them? No. They're artless.

No, they're awesome. I stream all your movies.

You stream them? Are they available on streaming?

-Yeah. -Do they make you stream?

Yeah.

Oh my God, that's so hot.

Okay, say... say... say, uh, "Direct me."

-"Direct me." -Mm. Okay.

-Direct me. -Yeah, okay.

Direct me like your whores in your movie.

Please don't say "whore." Don't say "whore." It's not respectful.

-Oh, I was saying it, like, a sexual way. -No, it's okay. Say, "Direct me."

I would never call a woman a whore.

-I'm saying it in a sexual way. -You just did.

-You asked me to say that. -No, I said, "Direct me." "Direct me."

-Direct me. -"Direct me now."

-Just do, "Direct me." -Direct me now.

Yeah. "Direct me like you directed... Tim Roth."

Direct me now.

-Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. -Direct me like one of your sex workers.

-Okay. Yeah. -That's better, right?

Yeah, it's much better.

Oh my God, I love you! I love you! I love you so much.

-I miss you. -Wait. I'm sorry.

How could I even do that to you? How could I have done that to you?

Did you say you loved me?

-Oh no. No, sorry. -I'm just gonna get up for a second.

-I was thinking about someone else. -That's so weird.

Oh my God. What is wrong with me?

-Um, I think I'm just gonna head out. -You're not Anita. I'm sorry.

I made a mistake. I mistook your identity for, uh...

-For who? -Um...

-I was thinking about Anita. -Okay, yeah.

Sorry. I... I do apologize.

I'm not in a great, um, space.

Well, I'm not her.

No, you're not.

-I mean, you're lovely. -I mean, I shouldn't be here either.

I have, like, a really beautiful boyfriend that I've been dating.

-For a couple of weeks now. -That's nice.

And so, I'm gonna head out.

And I have so much work tomorrow, so I'm already going.

-You know, I got my stuff, tights, so... -Yeah. You okay?

Yeah.

Er, um...

I'm sure she really loves you.

Sorry.

Are you okay?

Night.

Do you remember the first time we had sex?

Yeah.

And what did you think?

Felt like

my whole world had blown open.

Breathe with me.

Are you okay?

Do you love her?

I don't know.

I think that I cheat on people when I'm anxious.

What? That's not what you're supposed to do.

You get drunk and overeat when anxious. I've told you a million times.

Well, I mean, he just looked at my vagina. He didn't touch.

So I don't know if it's cheating

if he looks and he doesn't touch it, you know?

Wait. Who?

Um, it... Never mind.

Doesn't matter.

What do you, um, remember about Dad?

You're older than me, so you got three more years with him.

What do you remember?

So, we're going from your vagina to what I remember about Dad.

Okay, I can hang. Um...

He had this smell. I don't know, it was, like, not bad.

It wasn't BO, but it was always like he came in from playing tennis.

It was, like, this sweet, sweaty smell.

He always looked down at his hands when he was angry.

He was not a confrontational person.

I mean, he punished me once,

and it was for throwing a glass of water into Uncle Jay's lap.

Well, Uncle Jay sucks.

Uncle Jay... Yeah, he really sucked,

and I didn't feel sad at all at his funeral.

I pretended.

Um...

But let's see. Dad always sung to us.

And it would be, like, I don't know, not cheesy stuff like Raffi.

Not like Baby Beluga.

He would sing, like, Van Morrison, Joni Mitchell, you know, Leonard Cohen.

That one Bob Dylan song that always, um...

makes me... It's like...

♪ And a song will lift ♪

♪ As the mainsail shifts ♪

♪ And the boat drifts on To the shoreline ♪

♪ And the sun will respect ♪

♪ Every face on the deck ♪

♪ The hour that the ship comes in ♪

-It's a nice song, right? -Yeah.

-I have to go, Jess. I love you. -I love you too.

We're all just scrambling around, Wendy,

looking for the home we only briefly had.

You can't go back to a place that doesn't exist,

to a person that isn't there.

All right. Are you sure you don't wanna hang out a bit before...

No, I gotta FaceTime Dad. Sorry.

All right, well, um, do you think that you could tell him that I'm

on a work Zoom at the moment?

But you're not on a work Zoom.

But I might get on a work Zoom. We don't know.

I... I could possibly be on one in the next 15 to 20 minutes.

So, do you want me to tell him that you are on a work Zoom?

Or that you could possibly be on a work Zoom

in the next 15 to 20 minutes

that will not be applicable while I'm on the call...

I don't think that this needs to be such a debate.

You can let him know that I got a promotion,

that my hair is growing beautifully...

You got a promotion?

I may get a promotion based on my behavior.

This is... I just want a little hug from my son.

That's what I want.

Whatever you want.

Okay, I love you.

You're my special boy.

Please don't say that.

What did you do to your hair?!

This is what the cool kids do. I can bleach your hair.

Please, no.

What do you wanna do when you come into the city?

We could get tickets to some show, if you want to sleep through that.

All right. That sounds good.

Felix!

Felix, please!

Please!

Felix!

-Hi. -You know, there's a bell.

I really want you to move in with me.

Five pound?!

On a 237-pound trip?!

-Fuck you! -Fuck you, mate!

Okay, there goes your five stars, you scary bastard!

Still gonna give him a good rating. I mean, I love Uber drivers.

They mean so much to me.

-You wanna move in? -Yeah.

What about, like, all the "moving too fast" stuff?

Well, I mean, life's really short.

There's a lot of nasty people in the world, and you're nice.

You're a nice guy.

And I want you at the house when I'm at the house.

-We should just do what feels good. -Okay. Yeah. Yeah.

Can you, like, promise to be honest with me, though?

Don't hide in the bathroom and talk to your phone.

Just, like, talk to me if there's stuff. Like...

Yeah. I don't even need to go to the bathroom.

I don't need to have a phone.

I'll just piss my pants, and I'll...

-You'll just piss your pants? -Just ask you to bring me more pants!

Do you want me to pick... We should have kept the... Uber.

-All right, fuck it. Let's go. -Okay. Do you wanna get your bags?

No, I'll just get them tomorrow or something.

I was kidding about the phone. I feel like I need to have one.

-You need a phone for your job. -Yeah.

And if I wanna text you when I'm at work, "Oh, hi. Coming home soon."

Yeah. Your life might fall apart if you didn't have a phone.

-I need a phone. -Everyone's life would.

-Yeah, not just me. -Not you specifically.

I guess I just didn't realize how angry I was.

You know, I feel, like, really wounded.

Like there's this big gash that can't heal or something.

And, like, it's not your fault, obviously.

But I'm really, like... I don't ever want to punish you for it.

And I'm scared that I will.

Everyone's angry about something, aren't they?

Yeah, but, like, where do you put it all?

Maybe music.

For me. Sometimes.

Sometimes that helps.

That's really nice, but I don't really have any of those kinds of skills.

I don't have skills.

What's, like, a song that makes you feel...

like, really... powerful?

You know? Like, a song that makes you feel like no one can fuck with you.

-Come on, let's do it. -No. I'm not...

We're not doing that.

I locked her in the garden.

She's just a puppy.

-Aww. -I don't feel myself these days.

I don't even know what myself feels like anymore.

But I remember yourself.

I remember every inch of her!

Oh, do be quiet, Jonno.

-I'll look away. -Okay.

♪ Well, you almost had me fooled ♪

♪ Told me that I was nothing without you ♪

♪ But after everything you've done ♪

♪ I can thank you for How strong I have become ♪

I'm sorry I couldn't, like, um...

It's fine.

Besides, I like this.

♪ I'll just say this is I wish you farewell ♪

♪ I hope you're somewhere praying ♪

♪ Praying ♪

♪ I hope your soul is changing ♪

♪ Changing ♪

♪ I hope you find your peace ♪

♪ Falling on your knees, praying ♪

Honey? Honey?

Sorry, I was just listening to Taylor Swift.

Okay.

Where's Dash?

I can't...

I... I can't remember.

Jesus! Fuck.

-Nora! Nora! -Momma!

-Oh, my baby, come. -Momma!

-My baby! -♪ I'm proud of who I am ♪

♪ No more monsters, I can breathe again ♪

♪ And you said that I was done ♪

♪ Well, you were wrong And now the best is yet to come ♪

♪ And I don't need you ♪

♪ I found a strength I've never known ♪

♪ I'll bring thunder ♪

♪ I'll bring rain ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ When I'm finished ♪

♪ They won't even know your name ♪

♪ I hope you're somewhere prayin' ♪

♪ Prayin' ♪

♪ I hope your soul is changin' ♪

♪ Changin' ♪

♪ I hope you find your peace ♪

♪ Falling on your knees ♪

♪ Prayin' ♪