Original subtitles

(waves crashing)

(waves continue crashing)

(panting)

(coughs, gasps)

[speaking in Portuguese] My land has more roses

and almost more lovers.

My land has more gold.

My land has more land.

Gold, land, love, and roses.

I want everything my land has.

God don't let me die before going back home.

(gasping)

♪ ♪

(insects chirping)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(leaves rustling)

♪ ♪

(wind chimes tinkling)

(bicycle approaching)

♪ ♪

(exhales)

(shower running)

(spoon scraping)

(recording, voice-over): Hi. This is Joe.

Please leave a message,

and I'll call you right back. Thank you.

(beeps)

(insects chirping)

(chirping continues)

(birds chirping)

(chirping continues)

(door opening)

(door creaking shut)

- Can you hear them laughing? - Oh.

This water makes them so happy.

- Good morning. - Morning.

These are gonna be beautiful blue flowers.

Huh. How are you, Scott?

I'm good, thank you.

- You're-you're going to work? - Yeah.

I'm-I'm going to make meatballs tonight, if you're interested.

- Yeah. Very much, thanks. - (chuckles): Ah. Okay.

- Have a good day. - You, too. You, too.

Be careful with that bike, because the chain is old.

LOURENÇO: Yeah. I know.

(chimes)

(vacuum whirring)

♪ ♪

(seagulls squawking)

(seal barking)

SCOTT (voice-over): I was frozen.

Obviously, this guy was an asshole,

but I didn't know what to say.

And then Michael stood up, with his glass in his hand,

and he said, "I'm sorry, sir, but this is a public restroom

"and I'm on a date with this handsome gentleman.

"And if you despise us so much,

"why don't you pay your check

"and go find the best shrink in town,

'cause there's a good chance that you are a faggot as well."

(both laughing)

He just said that.

I love this story.

Have I told you that before?

Oh, I'm so sorry.

- I'm so sorry. - Oh, no.

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

You don't have to do-- No.

You don't have to earn your keep here.

This dinner was for you.

Just...

But what I meant to say is,

it was in that moment that I knew

he was the man for me, for life.

After two weeks, we were moving in together.

There was no reason to wait.

Life was so precious for so many of us.

And then everyone was moving to Provincetown,

either to heal or to die.

So we moved here.

Our first house was right at the end of this street.

It was a little rental.

Tell you something, in those days

there were more cats than there were dogs.

And no coyotes, if you can imagine that.

Mm.

This, um, this was a long time ago.

And, um...

I healed, and he...

he didn't.

How was the beach today?

I haven't seen a-a sunset at Herring Cove

for a very long time.

- It was beautiful. It always is. - Yeah?

- You should come with me someday. - No, I...

I have sand issues.

Plus, there are so many projects here.

Did you see the new fence?

Yeah? And I fixed the glass on your door there.

I...

I don't know what I would do

- if it wasn't for you. - Come on.

You are young, you're handsome.

You could go anywhere, you could do anything.

Not really.

The only place I could actually go is home.

And, uh...

I don't want to.

No.

This is your home.

Now, can you...

ask for an extension on your visa?

For what, getting dumped?

I could try.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm so...

Have you heard from Joe at all?

No.

Not since he left.

Have you heard from him?

No.

He only calls when he needs something.

And season's over, so...

Where did you guys meet again?

Um...

In Rio. Last winter.

Right. At Disneyland.

I was there for work.

Well, he wasn't. I know that.

I'm sorry it didn't work out,

and it would've been great, but you know something?

True love...

is something else.

It really is. And you remember that.

And forget about him.

(sighs): I know.

- It's pathetic, huh? - No.

No, it's not pathetic, it's...

tragic, maybe.

(both chuckle)

All right.

- Let me at least clear the table. Please. - No. No.

You... you stop that.

Go have some fun. Come here.

You can stay here as long as you like.

Yeah, well, my visa expires in a month,

so I have to figure something out.

SCOTT: Well, we'll work on that, but...

Oh, hugs are good.

You go.

- Tchau. - SCOTT: Tchau.

- Have a good night. - SCOTT: Thank you.

(insects chirping)

(recording): Hi. This is Joe. Please leave a message,

and I'll call you right back. Thank...

(sighs)

(beat-heavy music playing)

(low chatter)

(pulsing instrumental music playing)

(muffled TV playing)

Come on in.

Put your stuff over here.

You don't look Brazilian.

(panting)

Ooh.

No, no, no. No.

- Wait, wait. - What? Just a little bit.

I'm clean. (exhales)

- (springs creaking) - (man moaning with pleasure)

Oh, I'm gonna come. Oh, I'm gonna come.

No. No, not inside, please.

(groaning)

Ah...

(panting)

(sighs)

[speaking in Portuguese] I put all the expenses on the right column

and then it all disappeared!

It's because that's Excel, mom.

I told you, it's different.

Send it to me and I'll fix it later, ok?

I'm late now.

Okay. I'll send it.

Where are you going?

What do you mean? To work mom.

Dressed like that?

Where do you work again?

Oh...

I work in a hotel, mom...

I take care of all their finances.

Listen to me, son.

When you told me the master's program was at Harvard,

I told all my friends.

"HARVARD!" So chic!

But you told me it was until the end of August.

Listen Lourenço, you're not getting any younger.

It's time to come back home.

To get married,

to build a family.

Son, I can't...

Lourenço, did you put Jesus next to your bed?

I can't see it. I can't see you.

Now I see you.

Listen, I'm late... I need to go.

Okay.

Remember Sonia from the church?

She always asks about you.

I'm losing you, mom.

(grunts)

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

Can I have a cigarette?

I forgot mine.

(laughing, mutters)

Hey, have you ever done any interior house painting?

Hmm?

- No. - No?

So... (sighs)

I got to paint a house up in Truro tomorrow,

and I don't want to do it by myself.

I'd like to get it done pretty fast.

You want to give it a try? Come work with me tomorrow?

- Yeah. - You know, see how it goes?

- Sure. - Good.

It's my shit ex-wife.

Fucking "artiste."

Leave the key on the table when you're done.

There's a check-in later on today.

Oh, yeah, and I, uh...

I forgot my wallet in my other pants,

so, um...

I'll pay you the rest tomorrow.

(keys jingling)

(chain slips off)

(tires squeal)

(dog barking in distance)

(footsteps approaching)

Tourists.

(indistinct chatter)

They're all straight, and they don't even tip well.

Mm.

Here. You can keep it.

I have so many.

- Thank you. - You know it's for

before you're exposed, though, right?

I mean, something's better than nothing, I guess.

He said he was clean.

Yes.

But if you're worried, you should really get PEP.

I'll come with you. I don't mind.

Hmm?

I don't have papers, remember?

You think I like cleaning toilets?

It's a gay clinic.

They're not gonna check your immigration status.

I don't know. I don't think I should.

I...

I asked here for you.

They don't think they can sponsor you.

We're not hiring anybody, anyway,

'cause we're closing soon for the winter.

I'm sorry, though, babe.

Thank you.

When's Daddy coming back, though?

- Hmm? - (sniffles)

I don't know really.

I have my fingers crossed for you then...

my sad, sad little boy.

- (sniffles) - (laughs)

Dimo, come on.

DIMO: Coming, my love. Coming.

I'll see you at Tea? Yeah?

Okay, one tablet a day.

Bye. Love you.

(seagull squawking)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(waves crashing)

♪ ♪

(seagull squawking)

(water splashing)

Watch out for sharks.

There's plenty around here.

Yeah, I know.

I don't mind. I-I love swimming in open water.

(chuckles): And they love eating you alive.

Maybe that's a good way to go.

That's kind of dark.

Yeah.

Sorry.

Hey, where's your accent from?

Spain?

Uh...

Brazil.

Cool. Which part?

It's a small town in the countryside.

Okay.

What's it called?

Itu.

"Ee-too"?

-"Tu." -"Eh-too"?

Itu.

-"Ee-too." "Itoo." (chuckles) -"Tu."

Sounds like a fun place.

Not really.

What's it like?

You don't really want to know.

(chuckles): It's that bad?

(both chuckling)

I mean, is it anything like this place?

Oh, no.

It's different.

I... I love it here.

It's like a beautiful bubble.

Yeah.

It is, isn't it?

♪ ♪

Well, I guess that's what the sharks are for.

To keep us humble.

(man chuckles)

- All right, see ya. - See ya.

Hey, you want to take a swim in the back?

- In the back? - Yeah.

Visiting?

LOURENÇO: Uh... yeah, sort of.

Got here in July.

Not sure how long I'm staying.

MAN: Oh, wow. I've barely been off this summer.

I'm just here for the week.

I leave on Saturday.

LOURENÇO (voice-over): That was fun.

I can't believe I didn't notice this before.

It's one of the silver linings of the high tide.

(shudders) Getting a little cold.

WOMAN: Maurice!

Maurice!

I'm Maurice, by the way.

(chuckles)

I'm Lourenço.

- Good to meet you, Lourenço. - You, too.

Remember, if you see a seal, get out of the water.

Where there's a seal, there's always a shark.

LOURENÇO (chuckles): Okay.

(playing nearby): ♪ Do what I gotta do, make moves ♪

- ♪ Move when I gotta move ♪ - ♪ Stay true to ya ♪

♪ Anywhere I'm at ♪

♪ You now I'm coming back ♪

♪ Find the dial then turn it up ♪

♪ All I really want is more ♪

♪ They're gonna know our names by the time we go ♪

- (laughter) - ♪ I don't need the world... ♪

Yes.

("Stay United" by Raphael Lake & Aaron Levy playing nearby)

MAURICE: Hey, Lourenço.

There's, uh, a full moon party on the beach tonight.

♪ Whatever it takes... ♪

You want to come?

Um... I don't know.

- What time? - Uh...

I don't know, like 9:00.

It's at the sunset parking lot.

You know where?

It's, uh, on the far side of the beach

by the public restrooms.

I have to work early tomorrow, so...

All right, well, come if you can.

My friends are fun.

Okay. Thanks.

Yeah. Hope to see you there.

♪ Just how I like it ♪

♪ We stay united ♪

♪ It's got to be you, got to be you. ♪

(sizzling)

(insects trilling)

[speaking in Portuguese] Oh, mom...

(breathes deeply)

(insects trilling)

(sighs)

(insects chirping)

- (lively chatter) - (upbeat music playing)

- (laughter) - (music continues)

Ooh, who do we have here? Hi.

Oh. Oh, my gosh. You're Maurice's friend.

Um, hi. Welcome.

He should be around here somewhere.

- I think maybe you'll... - Girl, change the music.

You have played this song, like, four times.

Okay. Oh, my God.

Uh, well, I hooked up with the bassist,

and it's a great song, so we're playing it again.

Oh, God, not this again.

Hi. I'm BJ.

Uh, it's just my name.

It's not like a clever thing.

Hi. I-I'm Lourenço.

I'm Leslie.

- Mwah, mwah. - (chuckles)

Where are you from?

Um, I'm from Brazil.

(gasps) Oh, Brazil. Oh.

Eu falo português.

(speaking Portuguese)

Um...

- (struggles with Portuguese) - Mm.

You know, I am gonna go change this song.

- You're right. - Yeah. They don't speak Portuguese.

They learned a few phrases for Grindr.

Come on, baby.

(quietly): Hey.

Uh, so, what about you? Where are you from?

I was born and raised in Manhattan,

but I'm first-generation Bushwick.

Oh. I-I don't know what that...

But, I mean, I've heard of Bushwick.

- Don't worry about it. (laughs) - Hey, you made it.

- Hi. Yes. - Ah, what's up?

- I'm glad you came. - Yeah.

Do you want me to get you a drink?

He's just about to ask you that.

(both chuckle)

- (quiet chatter) - ♪ What you want, mmm ♪

♪ I can provide it ♪

♪ What you got, no, I can't live without it ♪

- ♪ And every time I see you... ♪ - WOMAN: Maurice?

- (yelps) - MAURICE: Oh, my...!

Crystal, are you okay?

(laughs): I'm sorry, Maurice.

(sighs)

Oh.

Hi.

- Hi. - CRYSTAL: Gorgeous.

- I'm Crystal. - Hi.

You better watch out, 'cause I'm very addictive.

- (Maurice chuckles) - CRYSTAL: I'm sorry.

- That's a bad joke, isn't it? - Yeah.

I'm-a be at the bar.

(giggling): Yeah.

(both chuckling)

(chuckles): Oh, my God. Is she okay?

- She's fine. - (laughs)

(fading): ♪ And no, I can't move any faster, baby... ♪

LOURENÇO: Your friends are crazy.

(Maurice laughs)

I said they were fun, not nice.

(laughing)

I only got invited because someone got their fill

and decided to go home.

So, you got here at the beginning of summer?

LOURENÇO: Yeah.

With my boyfriend.

Um... (inhales sharply)

We were traveling for a while.

He goes to all kinds of places for work,

and, uh,

I guess he got his fill and decided to go home, too.

Without me.

(quietly): So...

I'm here.

- Hmm. - That's there I am.

Kind of an ex-boyfriend.

Kind of an ex-boyfriend. Yeah.

(sighs)

So, what do you do?

You say you're working tomorrow morning.

I, uh...

I clean.

Houses.

You know, vacation rentals.

I'm here on a tourist visa.

I can't really work, but... (inhales sharply)

I need the money, so...

Illegal swimmer. Sexy.

(both chuckle)

I was an accountant in Brazil.

Oh.

What about you? What do you do?

I'm a nurse.

- A nurse? - (laughs) Yeah.

Oh, wow. Now, that's sexy.

Not if you work at Flushing Hospital in Queens

it ain't. (chuckles)

Trust me.

But, uh, I just got approved for a fellowship abroad.

I'm going to Angola.

- Angola? - Yeah, it's in Africa.

- Yeah, I know. Wow. - Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, it's gonna... it's gonna be nice.

I really need the change.

And they need nurses over there, so...

You know they have more sheep than humans?

More ship?

(chuckles): No, sheep.

Like, "bah."

- Oh, sheep, okay. - (laughter)

So, you, uh...

- You love animals more than humans. - (chuckles)

I have to deal with a lot of people all the time, so...

It's just nice when I can be away from them.

I like being alone.

I'm not afraid of that.

You?

No, I'm not afraid of being alone.

Not of that.

Actually, I'm alone most of the time.

So, what are you afraid of?

(inhales deeply)

What am I...?

I don't know. Um...

- God? - God?

That's interesting.

LOURENÇO: I don't know. I, uh...

I said too many lies already.

To too many people.

Do you think they'll get you to hell?

They got me to America.

Well, now, that's hell.

It's not, it's not...

It's not what I meant.

Where I grew up is...

all about Jesus.

You live in this constant fear of being damned

if you don't acknowledge the fact that Jesus died for you.

Every single day, I mean.

Yeah, I get it. (chuckles)

I grew up Catholic.

- Evangelical. - (exhales) Ooh-la-la.

Catholicism on steroids.

(chuckles)

I couldn't even grow my hair long.

- Oh, you poor thing. - (laughs)

MAURICE: No, I get it, though. I mean,

I think, uh, Jesus was a pretty cool dude.

He liked people.

All of 'em.

He didn't discriminate against anyone.

He performed some pretty awesome miracles.

And He broke the rules, a lot.

And he had long hair.

Period.

(laughing)

What about you?

What are you afraid of?

The police.

I don't want to end up like Jesus.

(chuckles)

(exhales)

(indistinct chatter nearby)

MAURICE: You think anyone has ever looked at the moon

and thought, "Meh"?

(chuckles softly)

CRYSTAL (shouting): Hey!

The tide is coming in!

LOURENÇO: I better get back.

- MAURICE: Yeah, it's getting late. - Yeah.

Hey, have dinner with me.

Tomorrow.

No expectations.

("Misneach" by Sebastian Plano playing)

("Misneach" continues playing)

- (man speaks indistinctly) - (music ends)

Uh, shouldn't take too long.

I, I brought a guy with me.

(continues indistinctly)

Hey, what are you doing?

Just get the stuff out of the truck.

Yeah. (continues indistinctly)

(sighs heavily) Okay, look, uh,

look, I'm gonna do up here. Why don't you go downstairs

and go work on the baseboards?

Well, go.

(birds chirping)

(hinges creaking)

(quietly): Sorry.

(footsteps approaching)

Do you like this color?

Um, yeah.

No, you don't.

I'm sorry for earlier.

Don't worry about it, I was in my bliss state.

Would you like me to paint that room, too?

No, thank you, absolutely not.

No, I'm the only one who paints in there.

(laughs): Okay.

Are you hungry?

(voice-over): Do you want some cheese?

A salad?

Or I can make you a turkey sandwich.

LOURENÇO: Okay.

Okay. Okay to what?

You know, options are wonderful

as long as you know what you want.

A salad is great, thanks.

Salad's my specialty.

What's yours?

I know you're not just a professional houseboy.

Mm, I don't, I don't know.

I don't have a specialty, I think.

I bet you do.

(footsteps approaching)

(sighs) What are you doing here?

Oh, we're-we're making lunch. What would you like?

This isn't fucking Panera Bread. You done downstairs?

- LOURENÇO: Yep. - Let's go.

We'll finish tomorrow.

Um, Bob, I can't tomorrow.

I told you that.

BOB: Oh, Jesus.

(sighs) Go clean all the brushes with warm water.

And don't let 'em soak.

Um...

Well, you said you could do this in one day.

Yeah. But it needs a second coat, Miriam.

Yeah, I know that. Well, you-you said that you could...

Can you come on Friday?

(mockingly): "Can you come on Friday?"

Unbelievable.

- You're regressing, you know that? - Yeah.

(inhales deeply) This from the woman

who spends all fucking day finger-painting.

Fuck off. I'll see you Friday.

Lourenço, come on.

MIRIAM: Thanks, Lourenço!

SCOTT: Uh, uh, Lourenço!

(stammers) Come in, come in!

(hinges creaking)

I haven't seen you all day.

Sit, sit.

Uh...

Okay.

Have you met my neighbor Todd?

He and his husband, they live in Hawaii,

but they just bought the house next door.

Have you ever met them?

- I don't think so. - No?

I don't really know them at all.

But Todd is a lawyer,

and they say he's a very good one.

And I just thought he might have some ideas.

You know, to help you out, to...

help you get a visa.

- Oh, wow. - Yeah.

- So I invited him over - (phone chimes)

for a-a bite on-on Friday night.

He's just here a few days.

Is that-- is that all right with you?

- Yes, of course. - Friday night? Okay.

- Sure. - Okay. Well, don't make any plans for that night then.

- Yeah. Okay. - Okay.

What should I bring? Should I cook for us?

Yeah. Sure, you can.

- Thanks. (chuckles) - Thank you.

Now, tonight, I was gonna make, uh, chicken Milanese.

I don't know if you're interested.

I'm so tired tonight. I worked all day.

Oh. Well, now, that makes sense.

- Okay. Okay. Okay. - Okay.

You get some sleep, sweetheart, and get rest.

- Yes. - Okay. (chuckles)

Thank you so much, Scott.

- Of course. - (phone chimes)

(hinges creaking)

(screen closes)

("Imigrantes" by Rogê playing)

(man singing in Portuguese)

♪ ♪

(inhales deeply)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

LOURENÇO: So when Joe invited me here, I-I...

couldn't get it out of my head,

but I didn't know how to face my mom.

So I made up this lie about getting accepted into Harvard.

MAURICE: Really? That's unbelievable.

(chuckles)

Guess I just...

I just needed to get out of there.

And be able to be myself.

All I knew about being gay was...

homophobic.

You have no idea.

I think I do.

I mean, I grew up in Richmond, and...

that's no joke.

And it definitely wasn't cool to be gay in my hood.

My dad, he was...

actually the best about it out of anyone.

My mom, she kind of lost it for a few months, but...

she eventually came around.

Mm.

(chuckles) Harvard.

Are you serious?

It had to look big or she would never let me go.

Should have seen all the fake paperwork I prepared

for this fake master.

The Harvard logo and everything.

(chuckling)

Are your parents still together?

No. My dad passed just recently.

I'm sorry.

Yeah. Um...

I miss him a lot.

He was amazing.

Uh, what about you?

What did your father say?

Well...

my mom is both my parents.

And she doesn't know.

Thank you.

Thank you, Dimo.

My pleasure.

(mouthing)

Have you traveled a lot?

Me?

No, I haven't been anywhere, really.

But I've always had a sense

that my life was happening without me,

somewhere far away.

Was it here?

Joe was here.

But I always wanted to come to the U.S. anyway.

I always thought this was the best place in the world.

Everything is so broken here.

Sometimes I feel like a stranger.

What?

You're the American one.

Right.

I was six years old

when a white man told me and my dad

to go back to Africa.

I'm almost 36 years old today,

and look around.

Look.

There's literally no one here who looks like me.

I counted...

five in town.

Five in four days.

One of them was Crystal.

So, yeah, I'm American, but...

...sometimes I wish I wasn't.

(crickets chirping)

(dog barking in distance)

♪ ♪

(hinges creaking)

Damn.

This place is cute.

(door closes)

I know.

I wish I could stay here forever.

Yeah, it's, um...

it's really special.

Suits you well.

I'm gonna go to the restroom.

All right.

(toilet flushing)

(water running)

Um...

Can I... can I get you anything?

(jacket drops to floor)

(breathing deeply)

(inhales deeply)

(breathing heavily)

(soft moaning)

(panting)

Do... do you... do you have a condom?

Uh, I don't. I'm on... I'm on PrEP.

Yeah, are you... are you on PrEP?

Um, I-I just started, so, I...

You have a condom?

I do. I...

I'll go get it.

- (sighs) - Dude, you know what?

Don't worry about it.

- You okay? - Yeah, I am.

Sorry.

It's cool. Come here.

(Maurice groans)

(both panting)

Oh, don't stop.

(Maurice moaning)

(both panting)

(Maurice moans)

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Right there. Right there.

Right there.

(Maurice moaning)

Oh, that's it. Oh, fuck.

(Maurice moans loudly)

(Maurice panting)

- (Maurice panting) - (Lourenço moaning softly)

- I'm sorry. I just... - (panting)

Oh.

Man.

(both panting)

What about you?

It's okay.

Don't worry.

(panting)

(moans)

(panting)

("Is It Any wonder?" Durand Jones & The Indications plays)

♪ This road ♪

- (barking) - ♪ Is gonna take us back now ♪

♪ You look so fine ♪

♪ I don't know how to act now ♪

♪ They say, "My child" ♪

♪ "Don't stroll off easy" ♪

♪ "'Cause when it"... ♪

- Where'd you get that from? - (song continues)

I don't know. Some thrift store.

I think I stole it.

(both laugh)

- Hey! - Hi.

(laughs) What's up?

Aw. That's so sweet.

- Can I have one, too? - Yes.

(Crystal laughs)

So, you're coming

to Sinners and Saints tomorrow, aren't you?

He is coming to Sinners and Saints tomorrow, right?

You want to come to Sinners and Saints?

- It's tomorrow. - Sure.

Fabulous.

Make yourself at home.

Okay.

♪ And when it's time... ♪

- You want some? - Um, no thank you.

- I need to eat first. - Okay.

I'll take some. Thank you.

Bon appétit.

Mm. Thank you.

♪ And you... ♪

Hey, BJ, what's in this?

This isn't tobacco, right?

What is this, peppermint? Flowers?

Hey, BJ?

♪ So, I'm... ♪

She thinks she's so clever.

So, you're Brazilian, not Mexican?

Yeah.

- You got some... - Oh.

[in Portuguese] Thank you. - Yeah.

[speaking in Portuguese] - Yeah.

BJ: Can I have my joint back, please?

I was in a Mexican movie not too long ago.

He just said he was Brazilian.

- Well, it wasn't a real movie. - BJ: Here we go.

But you kind of look like that actor.

Slash, director. In the face.

- Yeah. - CRYSTAL: You know?

- You're an actress? - Me?

(laughing): Oh, God, no.

Mm, I'm a movie star, honey.

(both laugh)

(Maurice sighs)

There she is.

Lord. Oh, I'm exhausted.

I just got plowed by, like, five different guys.

Spit roasted.

And yet, I have still not found love.

- (Maurice laughs) - CRYSTAL: Shocker.

I know.

- I'm gonna go in the water. - Ooh, me, too.

Hey, you want to come?

Sure.

Let's go.

(Maurice grunts)

LESLIE: Babe.

It's a nude beach. What's with the shorts?

Hey, you don't have to.

(indistinct chatter, laughter)

♪ Is it any wonder? ♪

(whooping)

♪ Is it any wonder? ♪

(indistinct chatter, laughter)

♪ Is it any wonder? ♪

(song ends)

("Honey Honey" Larry Wagstaff & Isla Moony playing )

♪ Huh-huh, huh-honey ♪

♪ Huh-huh, huh-huh, honey ♪

♪ Huh-huh, honey... ♪

♪ Huh-huh, huh-huh, honey... ♪

Mmm. Hmm.

Hey, babycakes. Has the pill kicked in yet?

Not yet. When is it supposed to?

- Will you shut the fuck up? - (laughing)

♪ In this life ♪

♪ We get so crazy ♪

♪ So rude, boy ♪

♪ Don't be so lazy ♪

♪ Flowers on my mind ♪

♪ Sunshine on the breeze ♪

♪ Take a load off, get into this beat ♪

♪ Sunshine on my mind ♪

♪ Flowers on the breeze ♪

♪ Sunshine on my mind ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Honey, honey... ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(soft moaning)

(panting)

♪ ♪

(sighs)

(crickets chirping)

MAURICE: Yes, one pepperoni and one cheese. Yup.

- That's it. - (phone buzzing)

Okay, great.

(phone buzzing)

Can I have a drag?

Do you want one?

- No, no. We can share. - Okay.

- I'm all about sharing. - (laughs softly)

Hey, you want to see something funny?

It's right here in my wallet.

(door creaking)

Oh, my God. Is that you?!

- (chuckles) - Look at your hair!

Yeah. Yeah, I had a lot, too. (laughs)

(laughs)

How do you say "handsome" in Portuguese?

- Bonito. - Bonito.

- Good. (laughs) - (laughs)

Tell me something in your language.

- Teach me. - What?

I... I don't know.

I mean, um...

Read this for me.

(Lourenço sighs)

Okay. (clears throat)

(sighs)

[speaking in Portuguese] My land has more roses

and almost more lovers.

My land has more gold.

My land has more land.

Gold, land, love, and roses.

I want everything my land has.

God don't let me die before going back home.

What is it?

It's a...

It's a poem about going back home.

Oh. Is that what you want?

No. I don't.

Hmm.

And what is it...

that you want?

(speaking Portuguese)

Ah. And what does that mean?

I want you to do it again.

Maybe you should do it this time.

Really?

Why are you so surprised?

I don't know. You're such a stud.

- What? - Nothing.

- What's wrong? - Nothing. It's just, um...

It's just... (sighs)

It's typically just white guys

who assume I'm a top right out the gate

and call me a stud.

It's... it's weird.

I'm verse.

Oh, I-I don't mind.

I can... I can be verse, too.

(Maurice sighs)

(water running)

(water running)

♪ ♪

(birds chirping)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Maurice sighs softly)

[in Portuguese] Good morning.

- I made you some coffee. - Mm.

Thank you.

Careful. It's hot.

Mmm.

LOURENÇO: Oh, no, no, no. I have bad breath.

- MAURICE: Oh, yeah? (kissing) - Bad breath.

- MAURICE: Yes, it's so bad. - (laughs)

I sent you the address for tonight--

the Sinners and Saints party Crystal was talking about?

- Oh. Great. - Yeah, it could be fun.

Yeah. Uh, I-I just have this dinner with Scott

and a friend of his.

- He's a lawyer. - Oh.

- Yeah. Good luck with that. - Thanks.

- Maybe after? - Yeah, maybe.

Okay.

(engine idling)

You're not coming?

I got a doctor's appointment.

You start with the living room first,

then do the kitchen, okay?

Lourenço, it looks great.

- Good morning. - Hi.

Where's Bob?

Um, I think he went to the doctor.

(sighs)

(rain pattering)

MIRIAM: This is more of my most recent work,

really, of the-the last few years.

It was like a scream inside my head.

Actually just had to follow the brush.

- (chuckles) - They are so beautiful.

Mm.

- Thank you. - So alive. I mean...

(sighs) Wow.

(chuckles) This one here, with the colors of Brazil.

- Oh, yes, yes. - I love it.

Wow.

Oh, well that's my early work.

Nothing remarkable.

But I didn't really know what I was doing.

I guess I was doing

what everyone was doing,

what everyone expected me to do.

It felt very safe.

Then I-I met the most wonderful person,

and then we fell in love, and that's when...

- (Lourenço chuckles) - ...the colors.

(Miriam chuckles)

I mean, how-how many times have you seen...

How many times?

(sighs)

I just...

was trying so hard to please, and for so long.

I never really realized nobody's watching.

No one. (chuckles)

(rain falling)

SCOTT: C-Can I help you?

Oh, hey, um...

- Yeah, I was just looking for... - For what?

I'm sorry, who are you?

No, who are you, please?

I'm Maurice.

I'm a-a friend of Lourenço's,

and I-I left my wallet here.

Last night.

Oh, last night. Uh...

- (stammers) - Yeah, and I-I just found it.

It was, uh, it was under the bed.

Well, I-I'm sorry. Uh...

If you will just close the door, please, when you leave.

Yeah, sure.

(recording, voice-over): Hi. This is Joe.

Please leave a message, and I'll call you right back.

- Thank you. - (beeps)

Hi. Um, it's me.

(stammers) I don't know if you got my last text, but, um...

I was hoping we could talk.

I'm fine, and really it's just, uh...

I thought it'd be nice.

Um... Anyway,

have a good night.

(vehicle approaching)

(brakes squeaking)

(turns off engine)

(grunts): Okay, kid, let's go.

- MIRIAM: Bob. Hey. - Oh, Jesus Christ.

Where have you been?

BOB: I had shit to do.

Well, what-what about this?

Because Lourenço did all of this

- by himself today. - BOB: So what?

- Hey, kid, where's the ladder? - LOURENÇO: Oh, I'll go get it.

Get the fucking ladder.

Bob.

I paid you twice as much as you asked for.

You told me that you needed money.

BOB: Do you need the money back, Miriam?

Well, that's not the problem, you know that.

- BOB: So what's the problem? - I-I'm...

I want to help.

So, now, all of a sudden, you're feeling guilty?

No, Bob. No.

I don't feel guilty.

Where's Suzanne, by the way?

Get sick and tired of her as well?

Is that why you're renovating?

- (truck door slams shut) - (engine starts)

She's in Connecticut, and she went to see her mother.

BOB: You know, fuck this.

Bob!

You know that I care, and I always will.

Then why don't you give me a fucking break, Miriam?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

LOURENÇO: Right here. Thank you.

(turns off engine)

- Thanks. - Yeah.

Uh, wait. Here. Please take this.

- I really shouldn't. - I-I'm sure that he forgot.

Thank you.

Don't worry about him. He's-he's not angry with you.

He's angry with me.

I broke his heart when I fell in love with Suzanne,

and then it just... (sighs)

You know it's inevitable.

You might break someone's heart on the way to opening your own.

Okay.

It's always worth it.

(chuckles)

Okay.

(door opens)

Well, we keep looking for the colors.

Yeah.

- Thanks. - (chuckles)

(engine starting)

(sighs)

(sighs)

SCOTT: They come here, they buy everything,

- destroy anything. - TODD: Mm-hmm.

SCOTT: And they sell it.

TODD: Or rent it as a B and B.

SCOTT: That's not what you're gonna do with it, is it?

TODD (laughing): We can't be here all the time.

May we all live love enough to be replaced then

by a... by a Chipotle.

(both laugh)

- Oh. - Oh. Here... he is.

- Oh, here he is. - Oh!

- Hi. - You must be Lourenço.

- Yes. - Hi. I'm Todd.

- Hi. - Nice to meet you.

You, too. (laughs)

Oh, lasagna. It's my mom's recipe.

I love lasagna! Thank you.

You look so familiar.

Now, have we met before?

I don't know.

Maybe in July when you were here. Uh...

Maybe we met in another lifetime.

- Ah. - (laughing)

- Well, sit down. Sit down. - Yeah.

I'll put this in the oven.

Okay. Sit, sit, sit.

Oh. Ooh, wine?

Um, yeah, sure.

You won't find anything like it.

It's from Argentina,

home of the best Malbec in the world.

- Thank you. - Try it.

- (glasses clink) - Oh.

- Hmm? - It's nice.

(Todd laughs)

Now where is home for you, darling?

(singsongy): I detect an accent.

Yeah. I was born in Brazil.

Uh. Beautiful country.

Beautiful men. (chuckles)

Terrible wine.

(Todd laughs loudly)

So, Scott told me that are you

- undocumented. - Yes.

Now are you in the... entertainment field?

'Cause you look like an actor.

Don't tell me you entertain gentlemen.

(Todd chuckles)

(laughs) Um, no.

Um... I'm an accountant.

- Hmm. - Yeah.

Um, and I'm here on a tourist visa

that expires in October.

I would love to apply for a working visa.

Any type, really, but...

But you need a sponsor, or an employer.

Yes, and nobody will hire me without papers.

Ugh. It's getting so hard these days.

What with the crazy politics.

I mean, if you don't have a special qualification,

- they won't even... - No, I do. Um, I do.

I have a certificate in accounting.

- I used to work... - Yes, yes, yes, yes.

But... it's...

Mm, it's really not that special.

You know what I mean?

I'm just...

I am just a corporate attorney,

but my husband's sister works at Homeland Security.

Now, I could put you in contact with her,

and she could tell you what's best for your case.

How's that?

It's just a-a simple consultation over the phone.

(whispers): Won't cost you a thing.

- SCOTT: Here I am. - TODD: Oh.

SCOTT: Just ten more minutes. Sorry.

TODD: No problemo.

I do not have a date afterwards.

(Scott and Todd chuckle)

They had no idea she had brain cancer.

Oh, that is so sad.

I saw them all a month ago at a fundraising event in town.

She looked fine. Oh, poor Sally.

- Now the vet... - Yeah?

- ...gave her two months. - Oh.

Wait, wait. What event was that?

Oh, it was at the Mary Heaton Vorse house?

Still trying to raise money for the LGBTQIAP+ museum.

Can you believe there isn't one yet in P-town?

I mean, Michael would be so mad.

- I mean... - (laughing)

Wait. Wait, wait.

Did you say "I-A"?

I mean, I have fallen behind.

What else? Was that a... a "P"?

Yeah. Intersex, asexual, pansexual, plus.

Hmm. Asexual? Asexual? Why...? -Mm.

Why should asexuals be in a group defined by sex?

We are not defined by sex.

Now, to be honest, I still have a problem with the "Q."

I mean, what does that mean, really?

And it's not cute.

- It stands for "queer." - Hmm.

- Well, we're... - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It used to mean odd. (chuckles)

Would you like some more?

- TODD: Hmm. - I'm okay, thanks.

TODD: I guess it's like the "N" word.

I mean, I can't say it because I'm not Black,

but they sure can say it, and they do.

With themselves, oh, and their rap music.

I don't know. I don't know. It's...

(Todd inhales through nose sharply)

I don't have that many Black friends.

I know that sounds terrible, but...

Do you?

SCOTT: I do, yes, but they're all in New York.

TODD: Oh. And you?

(quietly): Yeah.

TODD (laughing): Well, of course you do.

(Todd sighs)

(liquid pouring)

Excuse me.

TODD: He is...

adorable.

(door closes)

("Tea" by Cobrah plays muffled in distance)

Hi.

Thank you.

(music grows louder)

(crowd chatter)

♪ Turn it on, cook it up ♪

♪ Make it boil, let it soak ♪

♪ Is it hot? Is it cold? ♪

♪ What degree? Spill the tea ♪

♪ Turn it on, cook it up ♪

♪ Make it boil, let it soak ♪

♪ Is it hot? Is it cold? ♪

♪ What degree? Spill the tea ♪

♪ Turn it on, cook it up ♪

♪ Make it boil, let it soak ♪

♪ Is it hot? Is it cold? ♪

♪ What degree? Spill the tea... ♪

MAURICE: Hey! Hey, hey.

- You look great. - Thank you.

Yeah. (chuckles)

Oh, my God, you, too. You're Jesus.

- Thank you. And you like? - Yeah.

Hi, baby!

- Mwah. - Look at these.

Hi, Lour, you look amazing.

Oh, my God, we're here!

(laughter)

Oh, what did the lawyer say?

- Um... - LESLIE: Hey, hey. Ooh.

Let's go outside.

♪ You know sometimes, in the morning ♪

♪ I just like to talk shit ♪

♪ A lot of us, so what's the tea? ♪

♪ So what's the tea? What's the tea? ♪

Baby, can we get two cups as well? Thank you.

I met your friend today.

My friend? Hmm.

- Your landlord? - Oh, Scott.

Yeah, I guess he wanted to make sure

I wasn't stealing or something.

Oh, my God, really? I'm sorry.

Don't worry. It's nothing new.

Hey. Okay, let's go.

Okay. Ooh, ooh, ooh, hold on.

What? Who are we looking at?

- The man of my dreams. - Oh, Lord.

Which one, him?

LESLIE: Oh, he is cute.

MAURICE: Ooh. Yes.

LOURENÇO: Hi.

What? I... I-I know him.

- Clearly. - (laughter)

Aw. Hey, who are you supposed to be, anyway?

Like, some... Oh, my gosh.

Don't tell me. Are you a "Tom of Finland" character?

- (gasps) - Who?

Oh, my God. I just love you.

Just save some for the rest of us, okay?

He's just a friend of a friend, that's...

Yeah, uh, as much as I would love to hear

about Lourenço's sexual history,

- what if instead... - No.

(chuckles): What if instead

we went to the bathroom and did drugs

before Crystal finishes them all?

- Okay, thank you. - Mm-hmm.

Come on, let's do it.

♪ It's time to go... ♪

BJ: Close the door, I'm pissing.

- MAURICE: Got you. - LESLIE: Hello, babies.

- Welcome to my office. - Hi.

So, what do we want? One dose?

LOURENÇO: Um...

- I don't, I don't know. - Oh.

- Hey, have you ever done G? - No.

Well, then you should probably just start with one.

(laughter)

You are gonna fly to Mars and back.

(laughter)

You know what? I think I'm okay, thank you.

- Yeah, I got pills. - It's fine.

Come over here, honey. Let me fix your face.

LOURENÇO: Okay.

LESLIE: What about you, Mr. Superman?

You so tall. You want two doses or what?

MAURICE: Um... (clicks tongue)

(sniffles) You know what? I'm good, too.

♪ Boys like me ♪

♪ I like boys who like boys ♪

♪ Mama, I like boys who like boys ♪

♪ Work, I like boys who like boys ♪

♪ Mama, I like boys and boys like me ♪

♪ Yeah, boys like me ♪

♪ Yeah, they do, boys like me ♪

♪ Ooh, boys like me ♪

♪ Motherfuckin' boys like me, bitch ♪

♪ I like when they shake it, shake it ♪

♪ I like when they grind real slow ♪

♪ I like when they almost naked ♪

♪ Tell Dad I'm so homo ♪

♪ Lights off, doors shut, tall, dark, clean-cut ♪

♪ Thick with a bubble butt, yup ♪

♪ Mama, I like boys ♪

♪ I like pecs ♪

♪ Like them arms, when they flex ♪

♪ Like that print in them sweats ♪

♪ Tell them girls, "Thank you, next" ♪

♪ I like when they text me sexy pics of 'em ♪

♪ Like them abs when there's six of 'em ♪

♪ Tell them girls, "I'm sorry, I like boys" ♪

♪ Mama, boys like me ♪

♪ Yep, boys like. ♪

- (lively chatter) - (upbeat song playing)

Hey, how you doing?

Hey. Hey, good. How are you?

I haven't seen you since Joe left.

Yeah. Been working a lot.

Can I get a tequila and soda, buddy?

Hey, here you go.

- Oh, thanks. - MAURICE: Yeah.

- Nice to meet you. - Yeah, you, too.

Hey, I-I'm glad to see you're cool, man.

Honestly, I still can't believe he's getting married.

What are you talking about?

MAN: Joe.

Oh, fuck. Well, I don't understand.

Nobody told you? You must've known.

Yeah. Of course.

MAN: Oh, my... Oh, my God, good.

'Cause I was like, "Ah, this is bad."

But of course you knew.

They've been on and off forever.

LOURENÇO: Yeah.

MAN: All right, I'll... I'll see you later, okay?

- Okay. - (kisses)

- MAN: Nice to meet you. - MAURICE: Yeah, you, too.

♪ ♪

All good?

Yeah.

Are you sure? 'Cause we could do something else.

No, no, I'm okay.

("Famous" by Einar Erlander and Julia Heslop playing)

Want to dance?

- Yeah, let's go. - All right.

♪ Don't you want to be famous? ♪

♪ Fast cars and limousines ♪

♪ Don't you want to be famous? ♪

♪ You can dance like me ♪

♪ Don't you want to be famous? ♪

♪ I can be your crazy dream... ♪

Can I have the pill now?

- Really? Now? - Yeah.

All right, we can split one.

Come on, give me one. I can handle it.

Together?

What?

Nothing.

- Thanks. - No problem.

♪ I'm a star now ♪

♪ Bet you wish you were me ♪

♪ Don't you want to be famous? ♪

♪ Like me? ♪

♪ Don't you want to be famous? ♪

♪ Like me? ♪

I cannot believe you have never seen

"Priscilla, Queen of the Desert."

That's, like, gay history.

Oh, please. Gay history is "Cruising."

- Gay history is choreo... - Is what? What's "Cruising"?

- Is that a book? - Are you... Oh, hey, baby.

- Hey. - Oh, hi. (chuckles)

Where's your Brazilian?

- Dancing. - Without you?

- (both laugh) - Yeah.

I think he's kind of...

Oh, my fucking God, would you look at that guy?

(gasps)

- He is gorgeous. - Oh, my... Look at this nose.

- What's wrong with his nose? - Nothing, honey. It's so big.

(both laugh)

You are such a size queen.

Right, and you're the one that loves their boyfriends.

(mock laughter)

Where's Crystal?

Oh, she disappeared with the devil.

- (laughs) - Hey, what time is it?

It is time for another dose.

- Oh, my God, I love you. - (laughs) BRB.

(both laugh)

("Reclaim Me" by The Wax Wings, featuring Nimmo playing)

Fuck. You're so sexy.

♪ Close my eyes and remind me... ♪

Hey, where are you from?

Yeah, we-we know each other already.

Fuck, you're right.

Yeah, that was a super fun morning we spent together, huh?

Uh, it was more of a night.

- What? - It was night!

Oh, right, man. It's all a blur.

Yeah.

♪ Every single tear... ♪

Sup?

MAN: You guys together?

Not really, no.

Oh, fuck off, man.

Listen, I'm-I'm not really feeling this.

I think I'm gonna go.

You gonna be okay?

Yeah. Yeah, why wouldn't I?

I'm fine.

But if you want to go, w-we can catch up later.

♪ Talk with sensors... ♪

All right.

♪ My body is ♪

♪ Reclaim temple ♪

♪ Melting sideways ♪

♪ I'll swallow what you sign ♪

♪ I'll swallow what you sign. ♪

(song fades)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(waves crashing)

(wind whistling)

(waves crashing)

(birds chirping)

SCOTT: Lourenço?

- Lourenço. - (snoring)

- Lourenço. - (inhales sharply)

- (grunts) - Are you all right?

(hoarse): Mm-hmm.

- Yes. Yeah. - Are you sure?

I'm okay, I'm okay.

I-I... I lost my phone.

(sniffs)

Some coffee.

Thank you.

(sighs)

I can drive you to work.

No, it's okay. You don't have to.

You'll be late.

I won't.

(door closes)

(indistinct chatter nearby)

(baby crying)

(gasps) Oh, I would die for some.

BJ has been snoring all night.

Well, at least one of us can get some sleep.

- Mm. - CRYSTAL: Did you guys have fun last night?

LESLIE: I don't know.

Being gay is, like, not even fun anymore.

Mm, honey. Being a woman has never been fun.

- At least, until last night. - (Leslie chuckles)

- Hello, sweetheart. - (man laughs softly)

How you doing?

(exhales)

(groans)

(grunts)

(inhales)

(exhales)

(lamp shatters)

BOB (in distance): What was that?

Uh, nothing.

(footsteps approaching)

- Oh, Jesus Christ. - I'm sorry.

I'm gonna fucking charge you for that, kid.

(sighs)

Okay, just get out of here,

just go downstairs, clean the patio.

Okay, just get...

Go on. Go, go, go, go. Go. Get out.

MAURICE: S-Sorry to bother you here.

I just wanted to say goodbye.

W-What time are you leaving?

Oh, um, with the 10:30 ferry.

I don't have much time, actually.

I'm sorry about yesterday.

I-I don't know what came over me.

No, I-I'm sorry.

I should've never left.

Did you get home okay? I...

I texted, I got worried.

Yeah, I lost my phone.

Oh, I... I thought you'd be mad.

(laughs softly)

Well, it was nice spending time together.

You're cool.

Yeah. You, too.

You should come visit.

(laughs softly) Where, in Angola?

Yeah, maybe when you get your visa.

- If I ever get it. - You will.

You're smart.

- I don't know about that. - I do.

I mean, you did go to Harvard.

(both laugh softly)

You know, I admire you a lot.

You know how long it took for me

to apply to that fellowship?

It takes a lot of bravery to do what you did.

But you did it.

Well, I'll come back at some point. (laughs softly)

BOB (in distance): Lourenço!

Goodbye.

(broom clatters)

Of course, when you're finally about to leave,

you suddenly find a reason to stay.

Damn.

(Lourenço sniffles)

Hey, what if, what if your life wasn't here?

I mean, what if it was happening without you,

somewhere else?

I...

I'd keep looking for it, I guess.

You promise?

I do.

BOB: Lourenço!

Uh, well, I should go, or I'll miss the ferry.

Yeah.

Tchau.

Tchau.

("Misneach" by Sebastian Plano playing)

(sniffles)

(music fades)

This isn't fuckin' done. Lourenço.

There's fuckin' dust everywhere.

Have you done this?

Can't you see the fuckin' dust?

You gotta fuckin'... You gotta mop it out, kid.

What are you doing?

Can you fuckin' hear me?

Hey, hey! (snapping fingers)

Fuckin'... Wh-what...

What the...

("Misneach" resumes playing)

♪ ♪

(bike chain slips off)

("Misneach" continues playing)

♪ ♪

(music fades)

(exhales)

(inhales deeply)

(paper rustling)

SCOTT: Did this break again? I'm so...

It's fine, just give it to me.

Oh, sweetheart, I'm sorry.

Is this about Joe?

Wait. You knew?

You knew he had someone else?

- I'm sorry. I... - Y-You're sorry?

Yes. I thought it would get old,

and I thought you'd forget all about him.

Would you have listened to me if I'd told you?

He's fucking getting married.

Of course, I would have listened.

Well, I'm sorry.

I guess I was trying to protect you.

- Protect me? - Yes.

You're here alone. You're far from home.

I am not more alone than you are.

I'm just trying to help you, Lourenço.

- Help me? You? - Yes.

- Wow. - I'm your friend right now.

No. No, you're not.

You were trying to protect Joe.

That's the truth.

Lourenço, please.

- Sweetheart, don't... - (bike falls to ground)

I hate all of this.

Lourenço.

(Lourenço sniffles)

(flies buzzing)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Lourenço gagging)

(panting)

(coughs, gasps)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(waves lapping)

(wind chimes tinkling)

(screen opens)

(sobbing)

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

(birds chirping)

(vacuum whirring)

(vacuum turns off)

(grunting)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Lourenço.

Come right in.

Right this way.

♪ ♪

(talking low, indistinctly)

Thank you so much.

[speaking in Portuguese] To get to the beach...

...it's a long walk.

Let me try and show you.

Jesus, how beautiful!

Can you see?

Yes! I can!

Now I get it...

It's so beautiful, son.

Mom...

We need to talk.

Sure. Tell me.

I'm listening.

I lied to you.

What are you talking about?

I'm not coming back.

What do you mean? Where are you going?

Do you know that...

...there are places with more sheep than humans?

Lourenço...

Please, mom. Let me explain.

Listen to me.

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