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(Soft playful intriguing music)

Godspeed, Ma Baker. You were a force of nature.

Go n éirí an bóthar leat.

May she burn in hell.

(Tense note)

(Intriguing music continues)

(Loud snore)

(Heavy breathing)

(Door opens)

Wakey, wakey! Chop, chop. (Snoring continues)

We are back on track.

If you want that dress to fit properly,

you should have been on my Peloton an hour ago.

Aha. In my day we ate nothing but cotton wool

the week of the wedding. Oh, my God.

I was constipated my entire honeymoon.

But you, my dear, will have to sweat it out.

Okay, you're right. I'll get sweaty. It's your last chance.

Miracle cream.

Fancy. And a little cheat.

You're welcome. (Intriguing drums)

Oh.

(He snores loudly)

He's so adorable when he's sleeping.

(Unattractive breathing) (Door closes; music ends)

LUKE: Are you staring at me?

Sorry, that was that was creepy. (Soft music)

No, that's the look of a woman who regrets not sleeping with me.

Dead body will do wonders to your libido.

Yeah, fair enough.

But seriously, you're...

You're lovely.

It's just another penis is not the answer for me right now.

Another penis? (Chuckles): No.

Just not... Have you even had Canadian penis?

Okay, stop saying penis. Maple taste to it-

Barbara just gave me actual laxatives.

This cream is actually really nice...

Oh, shit! It's not what it looks like.

Whoa. Okay, this is fucking happening now.

(Door slams) Shit.

Oh, that girl needs help. Don't we all?

I'm serious. She's on some strong ass shit.

Looks like she's puffing benzos like candy.

What? Takes one to know one.

I really know how to pick 'em. Thought you weren't picking me.

Hmm. Don't be cute. Well, you should go.

She needs you. Yeah, thanks. Oh, fuck.

I am not fucking Luke and I see how bad that looks and I'm

I'm sorry. I don't care. Do what you want.

Hang on. Why am I apologizing after

all the gnarly shit you said to me last night?

I did? Eh... Yeah, you...

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my God, I did. Fuck, I'm sorry.

What are you doing?

(Bag zips) I must have lost my temper.

Could you drive us somewhere?

I need to get out of here. The day before the wedding?

No, it is not happening.

You will not leave the day before the wedding.

As a Jew, it's tradition.

I can't sleep under the same roof as my future husband

before our wedding.

As much as I want to, it's against my religion.

But there is a spreadsheet.

There are timetables for the next 48 hours.

This is not part of the plan. Anyone for a cortado?

Yes, please. - Uno. I can't believe you're doing this

to Mummy on the day before our wedding.

Do you see the stress it's putting her under?

This is the biggest day of her life.

Lads, I wanted to take Sare away for the night.

You know, I brought some of our dad's ashes

for a little private ceremony for our dear dead dad.

Sare needs to say a proper goodbye. I-I do.

So, trying a new bean here. Honest thoughts, please?

This is the biggest day of her life too, Steve.

Jesus, that's good. Mmm. Yeah? Noted.

I can't believe it.

Thank you for being so understanding.

I-I know this is hard for you.

Maybe just you and I can have a candid lunch.

Change the spreadsheet.

Thanks, honey. Where are you even gonna stay?

BOTH: By the lake.

That reminds me of a funny story.

Um, Robert Macintosh, his daughter decides

that she's gonna go to the lake the weekend before her wedding.

And she's now water skiing.

Boat cuts her off, she falls over, breaks both legs.

Had two giant casts under her wedding dress

(Laughs): for the entire ceremony.

Dad, she was paralyzed from the neck down.

They had to cancel the wedding.

Oh my God. That's right. That was an awful thing.

You know, the lake will be frozen,

so there will be no water skiing.

Or any skiing. I had juvenile rheumatoid arthritis.

I can't ski. She really can't.

I'll have her back first thing.

You'd better be back by 7 a. m. because you need

10 hours of sleep

if we're going to have any luck with those bags under your eyes.

Enough luggage for an army under there.

I'll do my tapping. Thank you. Thank you. Mwah!

I-I love you. I can't wait to be married.

Thank you. Bye. (Drums ends)

I'm not doing a runner, to be clear. Okay? I just,

I need some air.

Where are we going? I don't know. Just drive.

(Engine hums) All right. Let's go.

Let's get on that road to nowhere. (Upbeat rock song plays)

♪ Oh well I think of you every night and day

♪ When I speak to you

♪ I don't know what to say

♪ 'Cause I go all to pieces

♪ (All to pieces) I go all to pieces, baby

♪ (All to pieces) I go all to... ♪

Can't believe you let us run out of gas.

Says the woman who can't drive.

Oh, sorry. Petrol. Oh, look at the chickens.

(Song fades) (Chickens cluck)

Can you call Steve like and get him to- No!

No.

Well, it's fucking freezing.

It's okay. I have a plan. This is the plan?

Hypothermia? (Sighs) Trust me, we're almost there.

How do people live in this country?

God, stop complaining. Take in the scenery.

You're giving me a headache. I'm sure you have a pill for that.

(Bottle rattles)

In fact, I do. Hmm.

Oh, well, that's very mature. Uh-huh.

I didn't sleep with him, by the way. God, I truly don't care.

No, it's not about Luke.

Look, can you listen to me for once?

I've heard what you said.

Jesus knows you've said a lot, but that's not me.

Since you left, I've been trying to make something good

out of this fucking mess!

It's fair to say it's not going brilliantly but I am-I am trying.

Okay. Good for you.

Is that sarcasm? No, I'm being serious.

Look, can we not talk about this now?

On the night before my wedding? Can we please have some fun?

(Traffic hums)

(Low tempo whimsical drums)

SUZE: So much flatter than I expected.

And like, not a waterfall in sight, you know?

There's so many waterfalls. We're just not near one right now.

Well, this looks...

Romantic? It's white. Bridal.

(Sarcastically): It's a sign! (Drums ring out)

(Static hum) (Clock ticks loudly)

(Suze clears throat)

Hey. BOTH: Hey.

Bobbi Jo? It's BJ.

Right, BJ. Uh, do you have a room available? Just for one night?

You all hunters? (Suze laughs)

No, no, we're... No, not hunters. Do we look like hunters?

I don't presume, everybody's huntin' for somethin'.

Moose, deer, turkey, pheasant, money, love, revenge.

Got it. Yeah, hunting. No, we're just gonna sleep here. Thanks, BJ.

We're very tired. (Chuckles) Sure thing.

One night. That'll be $400.

(Scoffs): Are you out of your fucki-

Bargain. Thanks, BJ, for that. Um, is it okay to tap?

(Loud thump)

Uh-huh. (Pages rustle)

(Loud click clack)

Thank you. Uh, is there anywhere to get food around here?

There's a bar over there. They got chips. Great.

Okay, room 59, out around the corner. Great.

Give it a jiggle.

Thanks. 59, jiggle. Thank you.

(Loud traffic hum outside)

Whoa. This is not where I imagined you the night before your wedding.

(Excited): Oh my God, it's perfect! (Bed creaks loudly)

SUZE: Oh God...

Ah! To the bar? Not that fast. Listen.

We are on a three drink maxi... Minim

...mum. Don't play a player. Maximum.

Okay. I just need to quickly wash my pits.

Yeah, lovely.

(Glasses clink) (Soft music plays in background)

Whoa. Can't say that I'm in the theme.

Oh. Oh.

Hey ladies. Hello again, BJ.

Uh, what's your most popular drink?

Rye. What the fuck is rye?

Canadian whiskey. Two. Doubles.

Before your wedding? I don't think so.

Um, can we get the lightest beer you have on tap, please?

And thank you.

And some chips and and some water.

God, you really have changed. Yep. (Exhales heavily)

BJ: Light beer is water in these parts.

Ah chips? For fuck's sake. Mmm!

(Loud crunching)

Hey.

To the bride. Sláinte.

(Traffic hums in distance)

Cheers, bud. Cheers, Beej.

There you go. Thank you.

So, how's your health?

(Splutters): How's my health?

Um, fine, thank you. How's your health?

I know about the surgery.

Your Auntie Shelly told me. So...

When's it happening? I haven't decided yet.

I have to go this post op thingy. I haven't booked it yet.

Don't mess around. This is fucking serious.

I know, I'm not. I'm dealing with it.

And what does Steve think?

(Sare clicks tongue)

Oh! Oh, Jesus Christ. You haven't told him?

Mm... Well, pot, kettle?

You've been holding on to some pretty pertinent details yourself

you know. With the whole... like,

freezing your eggs thing. Sheryl told me.

It's not the same thing and there's nothing to tell.

It didn't work out. Fuck, I'm really sorry.

No, no, no. We didn't order these. But we will drink them.

Really? Some admirers over there.

Cheers, ladies! Well, hello down there.

Thanks so much.

Um, now, this is drink number three. You really wanna do this?

Technically it doesn't count if I didn't order it. Sorry.

Okay, one wild card for the bride. Oh, thank you for the support.

Oh, God, that is disgusting.

Would you two lovely ladies care to join

me and my friends over there? We're good, thanks.

Hey, I'm getting married tomorrow.

MEN: Hey! All right. Hey!

Any of you boys strip?

(Glasses clink) ALL: Cheers!

The drinking game is called "High Low".

I'll turn a card, you say whether you wanna go higher or lower.

Higher. Higher.

ALL: Eh!

High!

MAN: There you go.

Aw! Okay, okay! Higher.

MAN: Higher! Boo!

(Slurring): Getting married! Another rule: you can't point.

You just pointed! Ah!

MAN: I need a little top up. Does anybody here-come on.

SARE: More, more, more. She's good, she's good.

Alright, what are we doing over there, Davey?

Are you all right? Yeah, great. Never better.

Are any of you married? Hell yeah, bunch of times.

(Chuckles): You are? Yeah.

Do you have any advice for the bride to be?

Yeah. Marriage is like poker, you know.

You start with hearts and a diamond,

then you wish you had a club and a spade.

SUZE: Wow... (Sare and men laugh hysterically)

Don't listen to Davey. He just married the wrong woman.

Aw. Three fucking times.

Hey, hey. Third time's the charm. Thank you.

I've been married six times. I'm looking for my seventh. So...

She's available. Ah! (Sare and men laugh)

There you go, Lenny. I'm just gonna go for a ciggie.

Okay?

(Sare and men laugh)

All right. SARE: Yes! Take it off.

Come on, buddy. SARE: Woo!

Ah, pointed again! Ah!

(Country song plays quietly in the bar)

(She sighs)

Hey. (Door shuts)

Spare a dart? A what?

Oh, yeah. Sure.

Killed a mother today.

She wasn't with her babies or nothing, just grazing.

You could tell she was a mother by the way she was

looking around.

I didn't feel a thing.

Just watched her go.

Life just left her real quick.

(Pensive music)

That's a crazy thing to see something...

alive one moment...

and dead the next.

At your own hand.

You know what I mean? Yeah.

(Tense music) I mean, no.

(Door squeals open)

Oh, my God! SUZE (Ironically) : Yeah, it's a truck.

Look at this! Ah!

(Suze chuckles) I love these.

You know, I had this camp counsellor who I was...

SUZE: Here we go! totally obsessed with,

and he had a pickup truck, you know, to move the canoes.

And all my friends used to load in, but I was never allowed to go

because my mom always said that

pickup trucks were the quickest route to brain damage.

Smart woman. Oh!

This is the best bachelorette party ever!

This is not a party.

Ooh. Nice sky, though. Yeah, right?

You ladies need a top up? No.

I'll have a beer. One beer coming up.

It's freezing. Just five more minutes.

Okay. I need to pee. Five minutes, one beer, and then we are going.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yes, boss. One beer.

Here you are. Oh, thanks, Jackie.

You're a legend. Cheers to you.

Wow. I've never seen so many stars.

(Hopeful music)

(Exhales joyfully)

(Sighs) (Music ends)

Sare?

Sare! (Tense music)

Oh, fuck.

(Determined music) (People chat)

Where is she? Who? My sister!

Where the fuck is she? DAVEY: I don't know.

Where has he taken her?!

(Exhales heavily) Sare!

(Music intensifies)

(Focused tense music) (She breathes shakily)

(Exhales heavily)

Hey, it's Sare. Please leave a message. (Suze breathes shakily)

(Music subsides)

(Music intensifies)

(Car rolls forward) (Music subsides)

Thanks, Jackie. You're a total hero.

(Music ends)

Jackie took us for some donuts.

Ow! Don't you ever do that to me again.

What the fuck?! You walked into my life, remember?

Yeah, I know that.

I was doing fine before I met you. Fucking fine.

Then you showed up and made me fucking care about you.

I think about you all the time.

I worry about you and it's fucking exhausting!

(Suze sobs)

(Softly): I thought you were hungry.

(Emotional music) (She sighs)

Oh. (Car horn sounds)

Asshole!

(Music continues) (Door opens)

(Sare sighs) I brought you a peace doughnut.

(Bed squeaks)

I know you're not sleeping.

Okay, I'm just gonna put this down right here.

Next to your head.

(Sare sighs)

(Bed squeaks)

(Music fades)

MAN (On video): Hang on. It's not recording yet.

WOMAN (On video, chuckles): This is so stupid.

MAN: This is for your future daughter. Come on.

Okay. There. It's working.

How pregnant are you now?

WOMAN: I'm 43 weeks pregnant. I'm as big as a house.

MAN: What are you most excited about?

Hey, I can't wait to meet this monkey.

Who are you, little bird? Who are you gonna be?

MAN: Who do you hope she'll be?

WOMAN: l hope she has a strong sense of herself.

Goes after what she wants with every fibre of her being.

That she's powerful

and uses her power to make things a little better.

That she doesn't take easy street.

No easy decisions, hard life. Hard decisions, easy life.

I hope that she lives a life of truth. MAN: Like you?

Okay, enough. I have to pee. I-I have to pee.

(Recording stops)

(Suze knocks on door)

Yeah? Can I come in?

Uh-huh.

I heard voices. Oh, it's nothing.

Shelly sent me an old video. I'm sorry that I scared you.

I just wanted to feel something different

than this.

Look.

You don't have to go through with this. I do.

I want to marry him.

He's not perfect, but I mean, look at me. (Laughs)

Pot, kettle. Exactly.

You deserve something- Stop it.

Just stop it, okay? I'm marrying him because...

it's good enough.

It's good enough for me.

You expect way too much.

I mean, where's the trophy for carving out

the most difficult life possible for yourself?

Okay. (Tender piano)

He's not such a bad guy. He's really not.

You could do a lot worse. I really could.

And he'll take care of you.

He will. I mean, you can take a shift break from the worrying.

You really know what you're doing? I do.

Oh, good practice for tomorrow. (Both chuckle)

SUZE: Fuck. Your face is really red.

I know. Barb's gonna be so pissed at you. I'm sorry.

It's okay. It wasn't that hard, but...

Fucking hurt though.

Okay.

(Soft guitar music) Let's get you married.

Thank you.

You want half? You know it.

Oh my God. I've had like three already.

I'm never gonna fit in my dress?

♪ A crack in the sky Lends a light to the dark

♪ The wind blows the ember

♪ A coal from the hearth

♪ You carry it proudly Through ditches and trees

♪ And cross the horizon

♪ To lie down and sleep

♪ Lie down and sleep... ♪