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-I feel I don't even know you! -I don't like these people either.

They fucking hate you!

Hey. Bonjour.

Your room service, monsieur.

The customer care at this hotel is extremely, extremely personal.

It's the concierge's goal to bring ultimate pleasure to our gold-star guest.

Sorry.

I think that my concierge persona is getting mixed up

with, like, my Hertz auto phone operator persona.

But lucky for you, both of them are sluts.

Um, hello. Good morning.

Okay, I'm getting off ya.

It's like noon.

Do you wanna wake up? 'Cause you have soccer.

Fuck.

-Football. -Are you sick?

Oh my God, why is that so green? Looks like dinosaur food.

Dinosaur food?

How do you know about dinosaur food?

None of us do.

None of us know what they eat.

Hey.

Morning. Hi.

-Are you okay? -Yeah, I just woke up.

I'm not always gonna be super chipper first thing in the... whatever.

Afternoon? It's like really late.

You know? Um...

I guess I just... I don't know.

I feel like you've been kind of strange ever since the wedding.

-Like, I know we had our fight. It... -It wasn't a fight.

Well, we yelled.

Uh...

Well, you yelled. Doesn't mean I yelled.

I guess I just feel like you're really far away right now.

I feel like I'm talking to you through, like, the bulletproof glass

in customs after, like, an international flight,

and you're jet-lagged, and I'm sitting here being like,

"Is he who he says he is?"

Fucking hell, that's a bit dramatic, don't you think?

Where's my socks?

Oh, there they are.

Thank you for this.

See you after footy, 'kay?

'Kay, have fun.

Love you.

Cutie.

The thing about old habits, Wendy, is they die hard.

Just when you think you're free, something happens,

and you're right back where you started.

What?

What the fuck?!

Wendy Jones, I'm sick of the bullshit, okay?

You wanna walk around in little knit booty shorts

and have a female lizard named Beavis? Go for it.

You want to have the most pert butt in the Northern Hemisphere?

Knock yourself out.

You want to get engaged to my ex-boyfriend

seven minutes after I had what was probably his abortion?!

Be my guest!

But the one thing I will not stand for

is you wearing my mother's ironic Nixon T-shirt!

Zev Goldstein, you stole my shirt, and you gave it to your new bitch,

and that's not okay, fucker!

I wanna say, "Kiss the width of my ass!"

♪ Kiss my ass, I'm fuckin' petulant ♪

♪ Boom! ♪

Shout for her. Leo, shout for her!

Quickly!

-Oh fuck. -Yes! Yes!

-Ref! -Nothing above the head.

That's not my head. That's my fucking shoulder, mate.

-Just chill out, dude. -Pint of cunt.

It doesn't hurt me.

It's beautiful.

Okay, yeah, line.

Fuck's sake!

We going round yours, then?

Thought you didn't want to come round mine.

I guess I just can't quit you, mate.

Well, all right, but we're in the final stages

of prep for the protest on Friday,

so... you'll wield a Sharpie.

There's a joke in there somewhere about

how a Sharpie is the only thing you can wield

'cause your cock doesn't work,

but I can't think of it 'cause I'm too fucked.

No, I... I think you thought of it.

Do you think that they're really dating?

They're, like, fucking.

I hear her on the phone with him,

and she's like, "Dane! Oh, Dane, my steed."

Like, he picks her up in a convertible with, like, his ponytail all loose.

That's sending a chill down my spine. I hate that.

I mean, good for mom that she's able to find, you know,

a man that she's actually attracted to at her advanced age.

My college friend, she tried to set me up with this guy.

She's like, "Oh, you have to meet him. He's so sweet. He's a businessman."

"He would love to be a stepfather."

-I plug his name into the Google machine. -Mm.

What I get is an article that says,

"I knew I had to lose 500 pounds when I couldn't see my own penis."

I'm not saying that I'm a picnic, but, like, is this what I deserve?

Is this who people think I'm meant to be with?

Meanwhile, my... uh, ex-husband is getting laid left, right, and center.

There's gonna be someone for you.

You know, if you want there to be, there is.

Yeah.

You know, maybe we're just, um, not meant to be in a relationship.

You know, genetically, you and me.

Maybe only our mom is.

Cool. That'd be really cool.

Hey! I'm just droppin' Dash's backpack.

He's at Theo's, and I can't explain why it's dripping wet.

-You'll just... you'll have to analyze that. -Okay. I have to call you back, binch.

Uh, just... just a moment!

Just a moment, I said, okay?

I real... I just wanna... I'll be very fast.

Just a second. I just... Uh...

Okay.

-Look, I've seen your breasts. -Doesn't fit.

-If that's what you're worried about. -Yeah, no, I know.

But they've, uh, changed since the last time

that you... got wind of them, so...

-Okay, well, you've... -I just...

Hey, you've always been a fan of human rights. And, uh...

I'm still a human, so I've got a right to see your... breasts.

Know what? Fuck it. Come in. Whatever you have to say, you can say.

I just wanted to be, um...

-You're putting on makeup? -Yeah, I have an... event tonight.

Okay. Well, I... I don't want to keep you.

I just wanted to say thank you for pickin' up Dash at Theo's.

It probably makes the most sense

since you're taking him to the Liberty Science Museum tomorrow.

Yeah, I'm not just taking him to the Liberty Science Museum.

I'm actually escorting an entire class of eighth graders

to the Liberty Science Center.

-Sorry. -So I can be a supportive parent.

And a healthy part of the New York City public school system.

Yeah, no, I... Sorry.

That totally makes sense. Well... thank you.

Do you have time for a coffee? Would you want...

I could make a... I could just make a quick...

No. No.

Okay, well, sorry. Well, have fun... Sorry. Have fun at your event.

Is this... um, are they people that I know? Is this...

-Nope. New people. -Oh. New people?

Yeah, just different couples, single people, Americans, foreign people.

Just a whole bunch.

-Big new event. -That's fun.

That sounds great.

Good for you for... just... makin' new friends.

Is that... Do you mind if I just really...

-Because if you're... -Yeah, I didn't blend yet.

No, I know, but it looks like you've got... It's in your hair a little bit too.

-I know you're going to blend it. -TikTok trick.

It's, but you know, it's kind of...

-Get off of me! Get off of me. -What? Sorry.

-No, but you looked at me like... -I did not look.

You're trying to blend my makeup like I'm a baby. I can blend my own.

You did kiss eyes, so then I want to kiss you 'cause you made the eye.

That's like saying a woman walked down the street with her skirt too short.

That's not! I didn't say you had blow job eyes. I said you had kiss eyes.

Not even in the least.

Okay, sorry. That's on me, then. I apologize.

-It's on you. -Okay, have a good... All right.

-No, have a... Good luck with the event. -Jameson?

-What if we just fucked super fast? -Oh my God. No!

Cunt!

Enough! Enough of that fucking word!

Yeah, we're celebrating Christmas,

but at the same time, the world is burning up, you know?

-Right as we speak. -Mm.

The sun is literally... burning us alive.

Every single one of us, you know? Drugs are dividing the nation.

So the tag line is, yeah, "Lose your bells and whistles,"

but it's also, "Lose the fucking bullshit."

This is an apocalypse.

Um...

Uh...

So do you want to make movies?

Uh, movies are dead at the minute,

but maybe they go back to being good, yeah.

-Is that your phone? -Yeah.

-Look at it. Is this your phone? -Yeah.

Oh my God. It's so tiny. It...

It's like a wee playing card, isn't it?

Yeah. I can't really afford a better one at the minute, but...

It's okay. Santa's comin'.

Ho ho ho. You better watch out.

Yeah.

I always say to my, um...

...my colleagues, my younger... my younger, uh...

storytelling, film making colleagues.

I always say that you've got to make a story that only you can tell, you know?

-Do you want me to take that back? -Oh!

-You've got a message. Who's Darren? -Uh...

I'm not readin' it. It's from... from Darren.

-I can answer that. Hi, Jess. -Okay. That's weird.

-Hi, Gayle. Nice tennis shoes. -Hi. Thanks. They're new.

I knew it. I know a shopaholic when I see one.

Um, Jim.

Do you wanna go over the shot list? I want to make sure we break for lunch.

"Do you wanna go over the shot list? I want to make sure we break for lunch."

-Uh, are you talk... -"Are you talk"...

Okay, do you wanna check in with the clients?

"Do you want to check in really quick with the... with the clients?"

-Okay, I will. -"Okay, I will."

-I can help. -Right.

Are you copying me?

Are you, uh, getting on with your job?

Okay, I'm gonna, um, just go check... I'll be back.

All right. Do you want to order some breakfast burritos with me?

-It's a bit late for breakfast. -'Cause I'm amazing at ordering burritos.

-Oh, good. -Want to get some?

-I need to head this way. Head out. -I'll go with you.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

♪ Have yourself A merry little Christmas... ♪

Jess!

Hi. We're just settin' up for the first shot.

Um, how are you guys?

Honestly, we're just so thrilled to be out of the office. Field day.

Yeah. We want to keep out of the way, let you do what you do best.

And by the way, it's not exactly the concept that Jim pitched us.

We love taking chances, don't we?

But, um, do we feel like 100% on the whole apocalypse thing?

-I assumed it was all approved. -Well...

But, uh, yeah, I can go... Do you want me to talk to Jonno?

-Yes, I think so. -Yeah, maybe that's a good idea, I think.

Hey, Jessiana.

Uh, so I know this isn't, like, medically speaking, my job.

But seeing as I love to insert myself where I'm not needed.

Oh my God.

I overheard one of the makeup girlies talking in the trailer.

She says Rita Ora hates her look.

Um, so, obviously that's a huge yikes for us. Whoa, gay elves.

That's a little much, even for me.

So, we really need to sort that. She's in her trailer, depresso right now

'cause he feels overtly sexualized in a way that "borders on abuse."

-Did she say "abuse"? That word? -No, that's, like, my word.

But I feel like I really get her.

She feels like she can't say it, right? 'Cause she'll be labeled a diva.

-She'll lose work. That still happens. -She might say it.

Did I tell you, by the way,

I spent the most amazing, semi-sensual night in bed

with our locations person?

It was incredible, but what am I doing? Locations!

So if we sneak off to check on a permit or whatever, it's probably for sex.

Um, gay sex with me, Boss.

If you have a moment, I would love to just briefly trauma dump on you

about how my early sexual experiences are really affecting my ability

to be fully present in this dynamic, you know?

Yeah, I totally get it. I mean, join the fucking club.

I'm the president. Have you seen Jonno?

No, although I've mainly been looking downwards towards my phone.

Oh, Kim!

-Ah... -Guys!

Hey, um, can you let Jonno know I'm gonna head home?

-Uh, where is he? -I don't want to talk about it.

You don't want to talk about where he is or why you're going home?

You can't go home. This is your job.

Kim?

Hi. Hi?

Talk to me, girlfriend. Come on!

We had sex.

It was more than sex.

We had sex, and she hasn't reached out since.

She hasn't followed me back on IG.

-That's crazy. I love your Instagram. -I have a size able following.

She's being selfish.

I feel like she sees me as a desperate piece

of old hag shoe leather.

You think she sees you that way?

Maybe it's because I don't know how to handle a clit.

I can't believe you're saying this.

You are the most cool, smart, hauntingly beautiful person I've ever met.

If you don't know how to handle a clit, I don't know who would.

I just feel like you're so, just...

I need to call Jonno for just a second, okay?

And then I'm gonna give you lots more compliments.

I mean, I wish I was gay.

With... with you. I wish we were gay together.

Passion cannot be extinguished.

Oh my God.

No, no, no, no, no.

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

Yo.

The fire of my passion cannot be extinguished.

It's coming. It's coming. She's on fire.

-No way, dude. -The fire of my passion...

Why do I love her? I love her.

She's crazy, and I'm here for it.

Like, she lit herself on fire?

Damn, I would have lit myself on fire too. Maybe I have.

Something about that girl,

I don't know if it was her voice or... or her... her face in general,

um, uh, or the fact that she was, like, literally on fire,

but something annoyed me about her.

Tagging someone in a hateful way when you don't even know them!

Isn't it crazy what us girls do for love?

All right, guys, we have to talk about this new fire girly.

Because she is taking Internet stalking to a new level,

and I'm kind of here for it.

She has been talking to her ex's new girlfriend

every day for an entire year,

crying, warning, raging, unhinged, but relatable.

They're public. No. They're all public.

I'm sick and want to throw up.

Dear Wendy Jones.

Here's the thing, Wendy.

There comes a moment, Wendy,

when you can squash your intuition or you can listen to it.

Wendy, some days my mind just loops over and over as I think about

the fact that if we hung out, you would probably love me!

Dear Wendy Jones,

today would have been seven... my seventh anniversary. I am...

Did he look at you, Wendy, and say...

Here's the funny thing. People say to look out for red flags.

Men who call their ex crazy or don't have a bed...

Sometimes, Wendy, you have to get your sparkle back.

This is gonna be a self-destructive cycle ending in her premature death.

-Oh, what's wrong with you? -Honestly, I think she's fine.

This is, like, so her to just make, like, a thing about a thing.

-There you are. -Jessica!

Jessica, are you hopping on the conference call?

-Um... -Jessica, the... the... the Rita sit...

Okay, I just need to take a second to shit my pants.

Um...

Okay. Where is she going?

Oh, we've got the smoothies, thanks. We just need goat's butter for her coffee.

Beautiful accent. Um, I'm just coming to check in really quick.

Finally.

I look horrific.

I look like a horny Dobby the house elf.

Not you, Shirley. Face is beat.

Not that it's worthy on this trash.

I'm sorry. I... I'm, like, really disarmed by how good you smell.

It's like a mix of birthday cake and sex and, like, greenery.

And somehow that all makes sense together.

Thank you. Look. It's my new fragrance. Have one.

Oh, wow. Aura.

I get the pun. It's so simple, yet effective.

Um, listen, I really want you to be happy, but we're a little crunched on time.

If you want me to get you a sundae to try to cheer you up...

Don't do that to me. Don't actress-talk me.

I know we're behind. I know it all.

But I was told I was gonna play Santa in a commercial

that told young girls that we can do anything.

Now it's being played by some random stunt guy.

Meanwhile, that bell end Jim came in here

and asked for three centimeters to be taken off my bra.

-It's already a bra. You can look. -Yeah, totally. That's a bra.

-Um, yeah, he's a complete bell end. -Bell-end.

I don't know what that means, but get the gist of it.

So, yeah. Um, what can I do to fix this?

Ugh!

By making me Santa.

Let's fuck up their perceptions of beauty, babe,

by making me a fat old Christmas man.

Hmm?

Hello?

I'm so sorry. Um, I have to be fully honest with you.

I accidentally made my secret social media, like, diary

addressed to my ex's fiancée public.

I got so overwhelmed and worked up, I think I accidentally tagged her in one.

So she's definitely seen it.

And now she's probably seen a lot of them. And there's 537.

I feel like my energy is just, like, really intense.

It's just, like, a little bit off all of the time.

And so now, I'm like literally racked with unspeakable terror.

I've basically, like, ruined my life, which is just now becoming tolerable.

Like, just now I'm like,

"Okay, I'm starting to like it here in this little life."

Um, how can they make it one button?!

How can it be just one button to go from private to public?!

There should be a login or something!

There should be, like, three steps to make sure the person

really wants it to be public, right?

Whoa. Let's back it up. Yeah?

So you have some sort of fake finsta social media platform.

-Yeah. Yes. -Addressing your ex's...

Fiancée, they're getting married.

Right. And now it's up to how many views?

Ten million? 20 million?

I feel like most of them have like 20 k.

And then there's one where I lit myself on fire that has like 25.

Um, also, the woman, the beautiful lady,

the fiancée is, like, a public figure, which sucks.

She's Wendy Jones.

Who the fuck is Wendy Jones? And you are way too close.

Okay. I mean, I guess you don't keep up with the knitting community.

Okay. Listen.

The Internet doesn't remember. Trust me.

You are the only one that will remember your pain.

You need to learn to digest, process, and you may never forget it.

Totally. You're right.

Oh my God. I feel like I can, like, breathe.

Um, you're bringing my anxiety into a window of tolerance.

I really, uh, like you.

Of course. Everybody does.

Now, listen, please. Please.

Can you get this elf shit handled?

Or I will leave in a respectful but immediate way.

-Yeah. Totally. Yeah. -Thank you. No, thank you.

-'Kay. It's okay. -Thank you.

I'm not crazy. There was more.

I am such an idiot.

Why would I think that seeing a woman would shift this dynamic?

You're putting a lot of projection onto me.

It doesn't actually have anything to do with me.

Jessica, are you hopping on the conference call?

What conference call?

Please. You keep telling me about it, and you're not telling me what it is.

Mind the crane! Mind the crane!

Okay.

Jessica.

Rita was told that she'd be Santa. That's the issue.

-No, the issue is that Jim's walked off. -He what?

Uh, he walked off.

He said he doesn't take creative notes from people who he doesn't respect.

Oh my God. Rita is so much more than an actor.

-She's a singer and a fragrance tycoon. -Um... I... I think he meant you.

Okay, okay.

Where the fuck is Jonno?

You're going to find yourself. Where?

Kids are gone. You're gone.

At least where it counts.

You've always said you would do it all for the family.

But here you are.

We have everything we need, and you're still gone.

No, it doesn't work.

And bringing up Diane has had me realizing that I've done my mothering.

I've mothered them. I've mothered you.

Something inside of me has shifted.

I can shift with it. I... I can do it, darling.

It's time for me. I want to do things.

I want to audit a criminal psychology class.

I want to wear a flannel shirt and not wash it for months.

I want to move into a warehouse

and plonk a mattress right there in the floor

and have nothing else except books.

Books all around me.

Yes, that's it.

Don't you lust for me anymore?

No, I don't, darling. I'm sorry. That's hard to say, I know.

But I don't lust for anyone.

Maybe I need to lust for myself.

That's it. I want to gain five stone if I want to.

And not have human touch whatsoever.

I don't want hands on my body.

Maybe my own.

-No, Jonno. -I beg of you.

-No, no, no. -I beg of you.

Not the knees. It doesn't work anymore.

Get up, Jonno!

No, he... he's not answering.

Oh my God. What do we do?

I don't know. Honestly, I have no idea where he is.

I can try calling him again.

Okay, guys!

New plan!

Let's get him down here, nice and safe. You want to grab his jacket?

Oh my God. Yes, Rita! You look amazing.

Right?

Let's get her up there.

And one, two, three, four.

-One, two... -Okay, one second, guys.

You know, the tag line is, "Lose the bells and whistles."

So let's do it. Let's lose the bells and whistles.

Uh, all right, my lovely crowd.

Let's step you off for five minutes. Get yourself a coffee.

I don't think you need all of this.

What do you think about doing it by yourself?

Uh, yeah. I mean, I'm not in a band for a reason, right?

-You okay up there? -Yeah. Hey, Jess.

Oh! Yeah, okay. Not usin' it.

Uh, Fred, start with a slo-mo shot of Rita coming down the chimney?

Copy that.

Oh my God, Jess. You're being dom as hell. I fuckin' live.

Do you want to grab me a coffee?

Yeah.

Snow up!

Okay, a little bit more, guys.

Here we go.

And action.

♪ Have yourself ♪

♪ A merry little Christmas ♪

♪ Let your heart be light ♪

♪ Next year all our troubles ♪

♪ Will be out of sight ♪

♪ So have yourself ♪

♪ A merry little ♪

♪ Christmas now ♪

And cut.

Okay, that's a wrap on Rita Ora, guys.

-She nailed it. Props to Jess. -I'm legally dead. I'll never recover.

-She did it. -What?!

Yes, it is my business. Are you going to him?

-No, it's not. -What are you saying, babe?

I'd rather eat glass than live with a bunch of fuckin' snakes.

She didn't do it, Nicola!

I am telling you, she didn't touch Trent. He had his hands all over her!

Why would I believe a word that comes out of your mouth

when you didn't even tell me what happened?

-What are you looking at? -I was trying to protect you!

-You're a liar! -Okay.

-Babe, I didn't do it. -And why are you still crying?

Oh, boo-hoo! Boo-hoo, Cheryl.

-I'm not living there no more. -I'm a snake as well, yeah? Okay.

-How dare you, you bitch? -You have your suitcase!

You said you was leaving, babes. Go on, then.

Fuck off!

Take your stupid, ugly lizard shit with you.

Oh my God, I fucking hate you! I trusted you! This is how you treat me?

-You're paying for this shit. -Take your G-string.

Oh my God. I had the craziest day. You will never believe it.

First of all, I accidentally made my social media history public,

which I didn't mean to, and it was like,

that could be a really bad thing, right?

Like, people were commenting, "What a fat idiot."

And then Zev, I mean, I... we'll just deal with that later,

even though I don't think I ever have to deal with that.

'Cause people were commenting, "Go off, mother angel,"

and, "You do you, goofy genius."

Like, they were happy.

And Jim walked off set. Just walked off.

And Jono was nowhere to be found. It was just me.

I had to direct. Time was ticking. Money was burning.

And there I was, and I didn't choke.

I didn't choke.

Like, I rose to the fucking occasion.

Whoa. Sounds, like, super action packed.

Really intense.

Nailed it.

Why are you being so weird?

Hmm?

Like, what's going on?

Well, what kind of reaction were you hoping for?

Like, I said well done, didn't I?

I mean, I guess just like, normal reaction.

I was really excited to tell you about my day.

Okay. Um...

Was it that commercial thing with Lana Del Rey or whatever?

You know what? Just because you're not ambitious

doesn't mean I shouldn't celebrate my accomplishments.

Sorry. I don't know why I said that.

I mean, I don't even mean that. I don't mean that.

Mm.

I just, um, yeah.

I'm gonna get some cigarettes.

-My man. -What's good, Pietro?

-Long time. -Thanks, dude.

♪ Have to swing ♪

♪ Have to swing ♪

♪ Have to swing ♪

♪ Have to swing ♪

♪ Have to swing... ♪

Fee-Fee! Where have you been hiding, sweet boy?

Mwah! Mwah!

Madame Fiona.

I'm not gonna lie, I think about you about once every two months.

I miss you.

Oh my God, I miss this gorgeous thing.

This energy. This naughty little face.

Come on.

♪ Have to swing, have to swing ♪

I said to her, "Kate, when you're in my home,

you're not a supermodel, so don't be a super bitch."

And she hasn't even spoken to me since.

But do you know what? Fuck it. I don't care.

Even though I'm the one, darling, that picked her up

after that boring Diet Coke advert.

I'm the one that gave her the Staffordshire pit bull bloody terrier

or what it was that she didn't want.

I mean, she can run, but she cannot hide.

Sounds like you two will work it out in the end.

But it's a lot, Felix. You know, it's a lot, darling.

I have to be responsible for so many people

since Mark got done for tax evasion.

Christ.

I have to take responsibility for the consequences of his bad behavior.

I have to be like Hillary Clinton, you know?

"Stand by your man because he's done the dirty on you."

I mean, really. And I'm not like that, darling.

I am honest to a fault.

I couldn't commit a crime if it kicked me up the cunt.

Better off without him.

Some people are just, like, better on their own.

It's like a mode, isn't it?

'Cause, like, you know, if you're damaged in, like, exactly the right way,

sometimes you can sort of fit perfectly with someone.

But then, like, I feel like there are people

who are just, like, too far gone,

like, by the time they meet someone, do you know what I mean?

'Cause, like, when we're born, it's like everything is just, like, light.

And, like, your heart is this well, and it's just, like, shining in.

But then, like, the more shit that happens to you,

it just gets sort of like...

It just gets, like, bricked up.

So, like, the light is still out there,

but, like, from the bottom of the well, it's just like, all you can see

are these, like, little pricks of, like,

I don't know.

Does that make sense?

Yeah, it makes... cocaine sense. Sure.

Mm.

-Hello. -Hi.

-Okay. -You all right?

Yeah.

♪ I left a note ♪

♪ On his dresser... ♪

You know, they say I have iconic breasts.

Okay.

I actually feel a bit dizzy. Sorry.

-Darling, do you want to sit? -Yeah.

-Sit down. Have a seat. -Yeah. Just for a second, sorry.

♪ How can I sing... ♪

Oh. Yep. Yeah.

-Hey. -Hi.

Let's take this off. Come on.

Okay. Yeah.

Oh, Fee-Fee, Fee-Fee, Fee-Fee.

Spit in my mouth.

Uh...

Shouldn't I be on top for that?

-Ah. -Hang on a sec.

-Hang on. Hang on. I could try again. -Oh no.

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

-Fuck. -Down.

-What? -Come on.

Okay. What are you doing?

-Where? -Come on. Here. Here.

-What, like literally here? -Yep.

Shit, Spanx.

-Mm, mm! -Okay.

Oh!

Not ready, not yet. Too soon.

-I miss him. I miss him. -Ow!

I miss him so much.

I mean, I know he was a cock, darling, but he was my cock.

Oh, Christ. Oh. Uh...

Go, go, go, go.

Don't talk to my children!

♪ Long dark blues ♪

♪ The big star is falling ♪

♪ Long dark blues ♪

♪ Listen ♪

♪ Long dark blues ♪

♪ Listen ♪

Hi.

Hi.

Where were you?

Um...

Uh, I was, uh, having sex with an old woman,

um, and getting high on drugs.

And drinking.

I mean, she wasn't... She's old. Like...

She's actually, like, quite well-preserved. But, um...

Yeah. I don't want to lie to you.

Uh, I don't ever want to lie to you, so...

I'd rather you knew that that's what I've been doing.

I mean, I've got high a few times.

Got high with Auggie at his house, and I've been drinking.

Like, I drank at the wedding after you left.

Felix.

I'll be out all day so you can get your stuff.

♪ I will set you free ♪

♪ Get back on your feet ♪

♪ I'll brush myself off ♪

♪ Get back on the street ♪

♪ Now we're feelin' free ♪

♪ Something you should know ♪

♪ Now you've set me free ♪

♪ Got nowhere to go ♪

♪ So it goes ♪

♪ So it goes ♪

♪ So it goes ♪

♪ Woke up free today ♪

♪ Calling out your name ♪

♪ But that's no big deal ♪

♪ Happens every day ♪

♪ When I'm free today ♪

♪ Walking in the rain ♪

♪ Tried to find your street ♪

♪ But I lost my way ♪

♪ Now that we are free ♪

♪ One thing left to say ♪