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Previously, on the summer, I turned pretty.

The wedding?

You can take care of him, right?

She's not what's Conrad's and where is she?

The program is completely full.

No, I really, really need this.

It is just not possible.

I'm sorry.

It sounded like you said, Paris.

Can I make a huge mistake?

Buy yourself a ticket on the next flight home.

Okay.

She didn't call.

I'm not leaving you all alone when you're hurting like this.

You're not my mom.

What are you trying to help?

I need to do something.

You know this isn't some problem for you to fix, Conrad, right?

You are the problem.

It's not me, my girlfriend, Max.

I'm my friend, Celina.

I'll be right back.

You turned on.

It was all about a modem.

I think you can figure out ways to stay in Paris if you really wanted to.

I really feel like you're worth it.

I feel like we're worth it.

You stayed here for no reason.

So what do you get to fuck out and never come back?

I don't think I'll ever forgive me, so I'll give up.

Or you're giving him space.

Sometimes that's all you can do.

The wedding was just a bad idea, but that doesn't mean that things have to end.

I'm not the same person that I was.

What does that mean?

I think I'm gonna stay.

Hey, mom.

Happy Thanksgiving.

We'd like to be with you guys.

I've just got so much going on with my new job and my apartment.

Anyway, I'm gonna get started on my stuffing.

I'm cooking for my roommates.

Love you.

Bye.

Morning, mom.

Is he quest all day?

I couldn't find stovetop anywhere.

I'm making stuffing.

and the rumbarage from scratch.

When you've got so many laundry, I love how it tastes.

You love how it tastes.

You love how it tastes.

What's going on?

What's going on?

Um, have you guys ever had stuffing before?

It's like an American tradition for Thanksgiving.

And I'm gonna take it to work with me to share, but I thought I could leave you some.

If you want to try?

That's very kind.

Let's not thank you.

Yeah, cool.

I'm gonna take it to the hospital.

I'm gonna take it to the hospital.

Coffee.

Nice.

Soy.

Pied a problem.

All right, it's a... I don't know about the kids.

When I had the idea of studying abroad in Paris all those

months ago, the part that secretly thrilled and terrified me.

It was that I'd be doing something truly on my own for the first time in my life.

It was a chance for me to test myself to find out what I was really made of.

Three months in and it turns out I'm weak and homesick and I'm really bad at French.

Every time before I speak in French, I practice what I'm going to say.

Should they prompt, I'm pano chocolates.

It doesn't matter how much I practice.

Because she only ever answers me in English.

No, no, thank you.

I go to school online most days.

And I work at the same time.

And since working in Paris means working under the table, it's not one shitty job.

It's two.

A homesickness I've mostly learned to just accept.

It's like a dull ache that never goes away.

So this is a reputation?

But then there are times when I feel like in my bones.

It's like a sudden wild yearning for home.

Hey, you guys haven't tried this stuffing yet?

For the people who know me?

Yeah, we forgot.

Well, now is a perfect time to try it, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Max, you too.

Mm-hmm.

You guys want some?

I didn't know what you did.

You know... I'm actually not eating gluten at my money since lunch.

Mm-hmm.

My boyfriend made this last year.

And it was so good.

Pretty good.

Last year is pretty good.

Mm-hmm.

You know, they're probably all sitting down to eat soon.

That's your home?

No, they're all spread out this year.

My brother's hosting a friend's giving with my best friend of my hat.

Right.

That's TV?

Oh, my God.

I'm so homesick.

It's so lonely.

Thank you so much.

You don't?

No, no, no.

You know what I mean.

Why don't you just go home for a bit and make?

Because I haven't gotten what I wanted yet.

I'm still figuring it out.

But don't you want to at least spend Christmas with your family?

Of course I do.

But that's the problem.

I haven't seen or changed or learned enough yet.

And I'm afraid if I go home, I won't be able to make myself come back.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Please tell me this is a new one.

Okay.

Be brave.

Thanks.

Hi.

Hi.

Have you been skimming?

Have you been skimming, Billy?

Did you finally talk my brother out of trying

to deep-fry the turkey inside of the apartment?

Yes.

Thank God.

Um, Jerry saw like a splash-calking TikTok and insisted on doing that instead.

I guess we'll talk your part.

How's he doing?

I'm sorry.

I know that this is like...

weird and hard.

Excuse me.

Push, push, push, push.

Hello.

Ellie.

Hey, you did it.

Um, did my mom send you any of those church lady pets?

Three.

We got five minutes.

And take your time off with a skirt on.

Come on.

Oh, my God.

What, a belly?

Yeah.

Didn't get some face-timeing with your sister right now.

Hey.

Oh.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know.

You know, we're just doing friends giving.

Yes, I know that.

Can you please just put a fucking shirt on?

I'm like traumatized.

You can change your hands.

No.

Yeah, well, Ellie got my shirt on.

She's on the way.

Uh, Lisa?

What's wrong?

So, how are your...

No.

My jobs are not that crappy.

And, um, my roommates are pretty great.

I thought you said they hate you.

No, no, no, no.

Uh, we had coffee together this morning.

Yeah.

Just tell me you're coming home for Christmas, Billy.

Well... Billy, what, you don't miss us?

No, of course I do, but... Thinking.

And, um... You could come to Paris for New Year's.

All my roommates are the guys.

And we can have a party.

Well, Lucinda did pay me back half of what she owes me.

Yes, yes, yes, yes!

Okay, okay.

Oh, my God.

Okay, yeah, I have to go, but.

..

Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's what I like.

Bye.

Hey, Brett, um... You mind taking your shoes off, actually?

Yeah.

Wow.

Hey, Brett.

You're a dick.

Hey, hey, don't... Come on, don't be like that.

Please.

It's not like that.

Really?

Come on, man, let's talk.

Come inside with tea.

It's not really what it looks like.

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

He needs serious help.

Hey, where'd she go?

She's probably getting her coat.

Uh, dude.

Stop hooking up with my colleagues.

Stop hooking up with my friends.

Yeah.

Maybe process your emotions and feelings.

Uh, I don't know what people we don't know.

Yeah.

You know what?

It's friends giving.

Two people are gone.

Please don't shit where we eat.

I'm spelling her way, huh?

She's living her best friend's girl life.

And she invited me to go to Paris.

What?

I never went to break, yeah.

Oh, my God.

Well, you got to go.

No, fully.

She says hi.

I don't really like how quick you were to say yes to that.

You're going to leave me.

I'm going to say hi.

That's crazy.

Okay.

Uh, can you guys get a room?

Hmm.

These are all my rooms.

Yeah.

I think the whole point of couch serving is

that you're supposed to surf out at some point.

Jared, you can't avoid French forever.

Yeah.

I mean, it's still like bellies even there.

I'm in the belly, who?

Hey.

Did you, did you use a hand mixer?

Or did you use the rice or that I asked you to use?

A hand mixer?

Because it was faster.

Really?

Yeah, got the job done.

No, you did it because they're gluing now.

It was your idea to cook this whole entire, like, elaborate-ass dinner.

I just wanted to order Thai food.

So don't get mad at me when I'm helping you.

It's ridiculous.

Oh, adorable.

I'll go get that.

It was my idea to use the rice or not the hand mixer.

Don't ask me to help.

Hey.

Do you know how it's good?

Look, who I ran into downstairs.

It's our boss, Adam.

Surprise.

You brought some champagne.

You're awesome.

Thank you.

Yeah, thank you.

What the fuck?

I do.

Do you mind taking your shoes off?

Oh, yeah, no problem.

Let me do that for you.

Hello, Jeremiah.

Dad.

What are you... What are you doing here?

Aren't you supposed to be at Kayleigh's parents' place?

Don't ask.

She's there.

I'm here.

Hey.

Everything's coming.

I brought champagne.

From my wedding.

What am I going to do?

Throw it away?

Bro, stopping the bomb.

You brought your bomb.

Turkey's bomb.

You've done yourself, man.

So, Mom.

You made all this?

Yeah.

Steven and Taylor's helped me at the mashed potatoes.

You're welcome.

mashed potatoes, not Mom.

You can leave.

I think they're great.

And I always say you're nothing without a good team.

Like these two.

My lieutenants.

Smart, ambitious.

That's the stuff you can't teach.

So, it's just about me not taking the breaker gig.

Good times.

No, I have zero issues with you finishing school, Jeremiah.

If you finish school, I didn't even know you were taking classes with semester.

Oh, yeah.

Yes, I am.

Yeah, I take online classes and...

Oh, you're going to come by the brad house, dude?

I'm hurt.

I'm a dick.

That's funny.

Was that that Jeremiah was living in the fraternity house?

Oh, shit.

What I meant was.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Yeah.

Thanks, dude.

My mashed potatoes aren't good, and then you ruined the fucking dinner.

How was I supposed to know?

I have been trying my damnedest to help you some slack, but this is too much.

Dad, please be quiet, please.

Ugh.

Can we...

So... You've been lying to me for months?

Yeah.

Yeah, can you blame me?

Excuse me?

Look, when I told you I needed an extra semester at

school, you acted like I was the biggest moron on earth.

And then when I told you I was calling off the wedding, you

assumed I screwed something up because that's what I do.

I never said that.

You never said that to my face.

Then you told me my credit history is ruined forever because I had been nervous

to back out of an apartment that I was supposed to share with my wife.

So, yeah, I lied about going to school.

Go ahead.

Tell me how much of a fuck up I am.

Tell me how you're just burning money from my dead in the future.

Aren't I?

Not everything is about money, Dad.

You're right.

It's not.

So, let's take it out of the equation.

What?

Cut you off.

No, you've got to figure out how to do things on your own without a safety net.

Are you kidding me right now?

And it's not because I care about the money, it's because you...

No, now that you're cutting me off, I don't have to listen to you shit anymore.

You basically called me a deadbeat.

Where does he get off?

I mean, you don't have a job.

Yeah, and you did, sort of drop out.

And you don't pay rent.

Wow.

Wow.

Okay, honestly, man, I'd...

A job would be good for you.

It might bring structure.

Is this your way of kicking me out?

No.

Yes.

Well, fine.

I'll just crash the mesas place then.

What?

It's like a loser.

So, if I use sleep cooks.

Okay, look.

I don't sleep.

I won't sleep up in the middle of the night.

And makes food loud as that.

No.

And his boxers.

Mm-hmm.

Just a pause.

What?

Okay.

Look, I know it'll be a hassle, Dave, but please... I don't have anywhere else to go.

Okay.

Fine, you can stay with me for one week.

Just one?

Okay, yeah.

Is it really one of you?

No.

Okay, what?

Do you want to help me pack?

No, I'm not your mother.

All right.

Please?

No, my God, I already hate myself.

Fuck you.

To you both.

Thank you.

A pause.

I bet it.

Mm.

Need salt.

Oh.

I've heard burn all day.

Did you move the peps in?

No, it's in there.

I don't see it.

I think you moved it.

Move.

I told you it was in there.

Thank you.

Hi, Connie.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Laurel, hey, I got you a text about Christmas.

I just wanted to give you a poll, because I wanted

to make sure that it was quite a chair if I came.

Have you talked to him?

No.

But Stephen says he's fine with it.

And Belly?

I talked to Belly this morning.

She is staying in Paris for the holidays.

Did you say how long she was staying?

No, but she asked me to send her more winter stuff, so I'm guessing a while.

Thanks so much for going right, Laurel.

That's great.

I was thinking about... I don't know.

I was thinking about maybe reaching out to her or something.

Do you think that she would even want to care for me?

I don't know, Connie.

I can't speak for Belly.

No, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

But if you really want to know, she's ready to talk.

You're going to have to risk finding out for yourself.

Oh, boy.

You sound like my therapist.

Always telling me I need to get better at uncertainty.

But you just stop trying to control everything.

And what do you say?

Fuck you when certainty sucks.

You're not wrong.

Yeah.

I need to see.

So does that mean I'll see you for Christmas?

Yeah.

Yeah, definitely.

I'll be there.

I don't know, John.

I'm gonna let you go, Laura.

Have a good night, okay?

You too, Connie.

Thanks.

Bye.

Dear Belly.

Firstly, I don't even know if I should be writing you.

If this is allowed, if it's not just say so, I'll understand.

I should be memorizing the cardiovascular system.

But I'd rather be writing you.

Sometimes I try to picture what your life is like over there.

I imagine you sitting in a little cafe drinking...

What does Belly and Paris drink?

Cafe all day with lots of sugar, along with some disgustingly sweet pastry.

Or maybe Sour Patch Kids?

Do they have those in Paris?

I bet if they do you found them.

Or maybe French Belly doesn't eat junk food.

We're probably different over there.

I bet Paris is beautiful during the holidays.

I hear you're staying there for Christmas.

I guess that means you're happy.

I like picturing that.

Well, Merry Christmas, Belly.

I hope Paris is everything you dreamed it would be.

Hey, you sure you don't want me to stay and help you close up?

No, it's fine.

I've watched you do it a hundred times.

If you're sure?

Yeah.

Go be with your family.

And you know, I'm kind of psyched to spend Christmas Eve on my own.

I've got a whole plan.

Okay then, Merry Christmas.

Ciao.

Merry

Christmas, Belly.

Merry Christmas, Belly Christmas, Belly.

Merry Christmas, Belly.

Let her have some fucking pie.

I'll put some candy on it.

Yes, it is.

You will get a little bit off.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Belly's not here until you two.

At least I'm in touch.

So what are you doing?

I thought you would be open.

What kind of bar closes on Christmas Eve?

I thought you were going to London to see some of your friends.

Train strike.

Now I'm stranded in this freezing city and even my dear friend Isabel.

He's leaving me out in the cold.

I'm sorry.

Come on in.

Yes?

Warm up.

Do you want to go to wine?

Yeah, sure.

So this is her spending Christmas Eve?

Yeah.

It's got a fire.

Got wine.

And I've got that giant box of chocolates that's leaving.

Got me for Christmas.

What?

Nothing.

It's just very uninspired.

Uninspired.

Okay, so what's your amazing plan then besides,

you know, lurking in a bar that isn't even open?

Well, the streets are empty tonight.

And I believe there's beauty and emptiness.

Huh.

What?

It's just very, um, pretentious artist guy of you.

Are you gonna recite both layers you wander?

No, I was, um, thinking in a ruder, actually.

The poet.

Yes, darling.

Ha, ha.

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

I'm impressed.

Do you know the rest?

Nope.

Usually, a few verses are enough to impress American girls.

Hey.

Why don't you come with me tonight?

No, no way.

There's warm in here.

How about we play for it?

I win.

You come with me.

You win.

I'll leave you alone to your bottle of wine and your giant box of chocolates.

You're on.

No, no, no, no, don't learn nothing.

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

You've been setting two games ago.

Okay, just face it.

You shot?

And I win.

I don't talk, but you're good.

Okay.

All right.

Put your coat on.

Are you seriously kicking me out?

No, I'm coming with you.

Okay.

What are you doing?

Uh, driving us to Plastivosh?

Um, what am I even supposed to hold on to?

Uh, me?

Isn't that kind of dangerous?

It is if you follow up, so maybe don't do it.

No, after all that wine you drank, nothing.

Hi, we can walk if you want to.

Who said anything about walk?

Streets are empty.

Stop snowing.

Teach me how to try.

Fine.

You got it?

Yeah, really?

Easy.

Excuse me.

Sorry.

I was on tape.

Ball, I'm starving.

When's dinner?

Only whenever Jeremiah gets serious to finish a shift at the restaurant.

Hey, Connie, did you get those ornaments from upstairs?

No, I forgot.

I'll do it in a second.

Okay.

Thank you.

Yeah.

I still think it's crazy that a dad cut Jeremiah off.

Oh, no?

Yeah.

Sounds like he's been figuring things out, though, right?

Yeah, yeah.

Does everybody hate me?

Are you still hate me, dude?

What's going on?

I don't want to do this right now.

No, you're right.

Sorry.

Nobody hates you, man.

Yes, Jeremiah does.

Jeremiah hates you.

But I don't hate you.

I just don't know how to be around you anymore.

Not with everything going on with you.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I get it.

Well, how do he has you?

I just miss you, too.

I miss Jeremiah.

Even before all this stuff.

I miss the three of us.

Messing around, even in trouble.

You know, ever since you get that job, he does seem better.

That's what Taylor said.

Yeah.

It is crazy to me that you guys still talk.

And then it's kind of a weird twist of faith that

the only person who texts me back is Taylor Cool.

Yeah.

You nervous, man?

I mean, you don't nervous to see him.

Let me know.

You have a bullet point notesap list on your phone.

From your list.

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

No, it's nothing.

It's just work stuff.

I'll deal with it.

You guys are going to be fine.

Okay, you guys are brothers.

You're working out.

So I can't hear your word stuff.

Dude, I'm going to go.

Have those elements?

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Hey.

Okay.

Hey, can you call me back?

Please, I have no idea what the fuck just happened.

But I don't know.

I got an email from the guy.

That's the capital saying, they're stopping our funding.

I don't understand.

Please, call me back when I read your chance.

Please, go, go.

Everything good?

Yes?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I just, you know, call the girlfriend.

I had Taylor.

Oh.

My mistake.

I thought it was you melting down over my body.

It done stir deciding not to fund yours and Denise's little company.

No.

No.

No.

I... What?

Oh, no, no, no.

Go ahead.

Lie to my face some more.

To this bit.

To this bit.

This means I'm fired.

Right.

No.

No.

No.

I'm impressed you have the boss.

Well, I actually know it was Denise who had the boss.

Not surprising.

All right.

See your work on January 2nd.

No more feelings.

Yeah.

Actually, Adam, um, I quit.

What?

Oh.

You sure you want to do that, Stephen?

Yes.

No hard feelings?

All right.

Let's feel some of our problems.

Jesus' age and brother's coals, the child's been with us more.

He found me things that I don't floor enough.

And you will eat it's in every meat and the shallow eye, the joy of your dreams,

and tough as nails and built for breaking.

But you were just a kid when they told you you'd been born to bleed and it will solve

you with your calling hearts and the whole world pulls you down.

Look at you made it up.

Jeremiah's here.

Everyone come grab a dish.

Stop it.

Make it out.

Hey.

At least turn the heat on, it's freezing.

I really thought I can go in there.

It's okay.

It's not okay.

I can't go in the house without thinking about the two of them.

They ruined it for me.

And now he gets the family, he gets Christmas.

And I'm just lost to everyone.

Not everyone.

Where your family to, and I am not going anywhere.

Sorry, it was a good day to your daughter.

It's okay, sweetheart.

I know we were hurting.

It still hurts.

Because she was always the one that could make it better.

I know she wants to hear from you.

Not, not really.

I'm not ready to go in there.

I understand.

My dad will be sorry to miss you.

Yeah, I'm sure he can't wait to hear about his loser son chopping onions all day.

Hey.

You are making it on your own.

Don't think he's not proud of that.

It smells so good.

I mean, go to John Glade's roasted carrots.

No way.

Kayla.

If honey were here, she would say, finally, some food that tastes good.

You can, you can take the carrots and the presents.

I'm not ready to go in there.

Okay.

Just text me when you get home.

Kayla, if you were.

I love you, too.

Drive safe.

She's not coming.

It's just gonna be us tonight.

Let's sit down and eat.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

Oh, I forgot my nephew's gifts and there was going to

be a throw down if I didn't come back and get them.

You were in your sad pants.

What happened?

Was it a total shit show?

That's all I got, widow.

Okay.

Well, my day hasn't been all fucking eggnog and carols either.

Turns out your dad knows about me and Steven starting our own company.

So he chose the day of our Lord's birth to blow it all up.

Christmas is tomorrow.

Okay, but what time is it in Bethlehem right now, huh?

Okay.

Well, I'm sorry my dad's a jerk.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm gonna work out to clever to fail.

So you're gonna tell me what happened?

Did your bitch ask brother do this time off?

Don't you have to like, do someone with your family?

I think I'm five.

It's good.

Come on.

What happened?

I never made it inside.

I just sat in my car in the driveway.

You know, they're probably eating dinner right now.

Like, oh, poor Jerry, couldn't even face us.

You know, I thought I'd be okay seeing him again, but he just makes me feel like the

same 17-year-old kid, but I got dumped by Billy the first time.

You know, I know I should be figuring out who I am without her, but...

Well, your healing time line is your healing time line.

Right, because I like deaths.

Thank you.

You're the only person to tell that to me.

You know, this is super fucked up to say, but I feel like...

I feel like losing Billy has been even more painful than losing my mom.

At least with my mom, she's actually dead.

Billy, she's gone from my life, but she's still out there, you know?

Well, that's why you got to agree that... How?

Oh.

Except what's happened.

Forgive yourself.

Forgive her.

Forgive Conrad.

Forgive all the people who hurt you, you know?

Not because they deserve your forgiveness.

But... because the longer you hold on to it, the longer it holds power over you.

And fuck other people holding power over you.

What?

I don't know.

It's kind of surprised.

What?

You think I've never had my heart broken before?

Kind of?

Like, when you and Stephen didn't work out, you didn't even seem upset.

That's because... that's because I was never really into Stephen.

I don't know.

I thought he was cute and fun.

And maybe there was a potential for something there, but... I never fell for him.

Trust me, when I fall for someone... I fall hard.

Like... Smash into a million pieces of the bottom of a cliffhord.

So I'm not the only romantic shit shown in this apartment.

Oh, I'm so so glad that my crappy dating record

can provide comfort in your time of need.

You know?

Do you really like really good friends, huh?

You know, let me crash in your spare room for a month.

Listening to me wine about all my problems.

Oh, it's fine.

I like your cooking.

Just stop leaving your dirty tissues around and we'll be good, okay?

I got them.

Alright, come on, get up.

You're coming with me.

Yep.

No, I'm not gonna crash your family's Christmas.

Yes, you are.

My grandma will love you.

You're nice and pretty and you can cook.

You think I'm pretty?

Everything she wanted me and failed to get.

Come on, up.

Sounds good.

Give me like five minutes.

I want to get ready for your grand grand.

Yeah, never say grand grand again.

Oh, you know you liked it.

Oh, my God.

I missed you so much, you bitch.

Were you facing me yesterday?

Yeah, it's not the same thing.

No, I know.

No, I didn't know how much I missed you.

How was Christmas with your mom?

It was good.

It was the usual.

We ordered Chinese food and watched love actually and fell asleep on the couch.

Sounds kind of perfect.

No, honestly, it was.

It was.

It was.

I love this.

Did you get this here?

When are we going shopping?

Because I need the perfect look for a New Year's Eve party.

Because I have nothing.

Okay.

Go tomorrow.

I promise.

Okay.

Let's go back.

Yeah, don't take the having one.

I have this answer for it.

Why is it better?

Really?

My everyday.

Don't you lose.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I'm having like a marathon.

Oh, my God.

I'm having like a marathon.

She will not definitely knock that one.

The... The...

The... The...

The... The... The... The... The... The...

Hey, come inside.

It's cold out there.

Bitch.

I still can't believe that you live here.

Paris is sick.

I feel like I've done the best that I can do with what we have to work with.

You should see this happening for Steven's apartment.

It's actually really good.

I can't believe you guys are moving in together after graduation.

Real grown girl shit.

I'm very happy for you guys.

Thank you.

Okay.

Okay, I cannot wait for you to meet the rest of my friends.

Yeah, me too.

So are they all as hot as that like sexy Latino

chalomé that we went shopping with yesterday?

Benito?

Yeah.

No, he's just a friend.

Okay, he's way too fine to be just a friend.

No.

No.

No.

I'm just saying rebounds are like part of the healing process.

You could out there and you... Yeah, well, it's not like I've been a nun.

You put, you put.

How'd you say put?

Wait, wait.

Did you consult French urban dictionary on the plane?

And so what if I did?

There are some words that I need to know in order to be here and one of them's put.

Okay.

Can you get my phone?

It's chair.

Mm.

Mm.

Well, I answered.

Don't want to answer.

Give me his.

Give me.

Mm.

Hello?

Hey.

Uh, it's me.

It's, um, it's really nice to view your voice.

How are you?

Um, working.

Uh, it's good.

Sara told me that you're cooking at some restaurant.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm basically like a glorified bus boy.

So.

That'll start somewhere, right?

Yeah.

So, how's Paris?

I tried as cargo.

And... I hated it.

I told you I wanted to.

I'm really... I'm really glad that you called.

I've been, um... I've been wanting to tell you how... sorry, I am.

And how much I regret the way that things ended with us.

I don't want to talk about the past.

It's not why I called.

Okay, why did you know?

I was sick of being too afraid to go.

And I want you to know that I'm good.

And I hope you're good too.

I am.

I'm pretty sure we're breaking under 90 seconds ago.

Sounds like your busy, I should probably let you go.

Yeah, I should probably let you go too.

Happy New Year, Jeremy.

Happy New Year's birth.

You've been not killed a girl, DJ.

Gonna find this god damn house right down.

I don't know.

Are all these people you're afraid?

I invited the four people I know and then told them to invite everyone to know.

Okay.

Thank you.

And as not just...

Sorry, I'm late.

They closed off half the streets.

Beautiful.

Thank you.

I'm gonna grab you some champagne.

Hi.

Taylor, Saba.

This was delivered to you downstairs.

I'll take this.

I got it.

Thank you.

See you later.

This is from Conrad.

Conrad Fisher is sending you care packages internationally.

He's been writing.

Can I open it?

I'm gonna open this.

I won't.

Oh, and we're going to have time.

What about your shower bash kids?

It's nice to meet you.

Oh, my God.

Do you want your mint?

This is really loaded.

Is this why you haven't been able to move on?

Because Conrad Fisher is sending you love letters.

Come on.

They're my love letters.

They are regular.

Nothing knows.

And I haven't even written them back.

So no.

Conrad isn't even an issue.

Okay.

So then what's holding you back?

Because the sparks are sparking between you and Benito.

Are you afraid of getting hurt?

No.

I'm afraid of hurting someone else.

Okay.

So then, like, what's the plan, though?

You're just never gonna get close to anyone ever

again because you might risk hurting someone.

Babe, it's inevitable.

Like, you know, do your best, but you're gonna have to accept that.

It will probably happen at some point.

You're right.

I'm always right.

You know what?

It's kind of fitting, actually, that they're both,

like, reaching out to you in the last day of the year.

If you think about it, like, it feels like that chapter is kind of closed now.

The end of an era.

Totally.

The Fisher Brothers are so lousy as I know.

Get a new purse.

And let's get out there.

So listen to me.

I'm gonna go to the other side of the car.

Should we let you go?

No, just let me go.

I'll go away.

What?

I'm just gonna go.

I'm gonna go to the other side of the car.

I'm gonna go to the other side of the car.

I'm gonna go to the other side of the car.

Here's another disappointment.

Yes.

What is in a thin car?

No.

Why do you get out there?

What?

There's a cop.

What are you wearing?

You can wear a haircut.

You don't wear a rubbing.

Why is that?

Again, I'll wear a lot of white hair.

I'll wear a white hair.

Good, thanks.

That's it, Chloe.

Shit, I should go.

Where are we all right?

You don't have a few minutes.

Yeah?

It'll be helpful.

You can just store stuff in there.

Off.

Cute.

It'll scoff my ass.

You know I should keep on biting.

I'm running out of stuff to say downstairs, huh?

Yeah, totally big.

We'll be right behind.

I seriously cannot believe you're giving this place up.

It's perfect.

Oh, Max's place is bigger, and it's close to work, so... Where does Vinilla get in?

Uh, soon?

He, um... asked me to come to Mexico with him for his grandma's 80th.

And... I can't.

I've graduated that weekend, and, you know...

Then... home?

Poor Benny.

It's smitten with you, you know?

No, no, no.

He knows the deal.

He knows that... I saw him boy, and I have to go back to my real life.

It could be a real life.

Look, I'll just go and say this again for the record.

I think it's crazy that you're leaving.

You should say in Paris.

Everybody's expecting me a graduation.

And... I told you clubs already rented out my room to someone.

else.

I know.

So, hear me out?

It really would be a shame to see this place go to waste.

You should take my apartment.

It's just a yearly.

Hold on, um... My mom is climbing me.

It talks well.

I'm thinking about it.

I'm going to take the box downstairs before Max dumps me.

Hi, Mom.

Hey, Vin, I'm sorry Mr. Collard earlier.

Hey, I've been meaning to ask you, what day are you planning to fly home?

I haven't, um...

I haven't figured out my ticket yet.

You're still planning to come, right?

Actually, Gemma just offered me your apartment.

Cause you're along least?

Oh.

I mean, I don't even know if I'm going to take it.

But if I did, it wouldn't mean that I'm never coming home.

I just... I feel like maybe I'm not done here.

What about your visa?

Yeah, no.

I don't have to think about it.

But there's a year-long psych program at the South Moon.

I was giving my student visa.

And, you know, there's a regular bar who works at an international school.

And she said they need help with their sports program.

So, I mean, I... I think if I wanted to make it work, I could.

have to make it work.

Okay.

Well, keep me updated.

What, I said you're not gonna try to talk me out of it or something?

Do you want me to?

No, no, no.

I don't.

I just... I'm really happy here.

And I know, being... I can hear it in your voice.

You found something special out there.

And, yes, there's a part of me that wishes you

found something special a little closer to home.

What, like, Trenton New Jersey?

How about down the hallway for me where I can still remind you to wash your bras?

I was excited for you to come home, but...

Honestly, I'll be just as excited if you stay.

Thank you, Mom.

How are you doing today?

Today.

Oh, my God.

It's the 14th.

Are you okay?

I'm... I'm good.

Pain, don't beat yourself up over it.

I'm sure home feels like a million miles away.

That could be so excited about your moving to Paris.

Gemma's apartment has a view.

This actually could... just like in Sabrina.

How perfect.

All right.

Well, I should probably go home.

I love you.

I love you too, Bean.

Billy, which country do you want to visit the most?

Egypt?

Italy.

Oh, my gosh, Adam and I went to Italy on our

honeymoon and I ate gelato every single home.

day.

What's gelato?

Oh, it's like... like ice cream but better.

I want gelato.

Hey, Laura.

What if we run to the house in Italy next summer?

That sounds expensive.

What if Adam rented us a house in Italy next summer?

Can we leave him at home?

I won't run to house on the selfie coast and he'll love it.

You can swim in the sea every day.

I don't want to swim in the sea every day.

I want to swim here.

With you.

And people?

People?

Okay.

We'll come here.

But one day, when you're older, you might change your mind.

You might want to see more of the world.

No, I never will.

I know what I like.

It's true.

You've always been a girl who knows her own heart.

Didn't think you were coming.

I didn't tell anyone.

I'm sorry.

Thought I'd be in an out before you got here.

I can't believe it's been five years.

This morning I realized I can't remember her life.

I can't remember her hands.

They're like yours.

Look, I know I can't make you forgive me.

Nope.

But I'm going to try and I'm going to keep trying to break through.

Because I miss you.

And I'm sorry.

I'm so... so sorry.

You really want to do this here?

Fine.

Let's do it.

Let's talk about how you hone around on something like a snake in the grass,

pertaining to help me with my wedding.

When really you were just trying to break it up and take belly for yourself.

Yeah, that's not how it was.

You're so full of shit.

Yeah, I swear to you, that's not what was happening.

I loved her.

And you ruined it.

You don't know what it's like to be with someone that long.

What you build.

What you lose when it disappears.

She was my fucking world.

If you loved her so much, how could you go and sleep with someone else?

We were broken up.

You want to know why?

Because I know about the two of you on Christmas.

Emiticon, you want to belly back so you found a way to take her.

You can't take someone, Jer.

She's not a fucking object.

And the only reason that there was any wedding to

break up was because you were afraid of losing her.

As if a ring could... make someone yours.

Fuck you, Jer.

I'm sorry that I couldn't stop loving her and that hurt you.

I hate that.

But you've been that person too.

When you had the chance to be with her a month

after her she and I broke up, you took it.

You think that didn't fuck me up?

You think that was easy for me?

And I get it because you loved her so much that you forgot about everyone else.

I did too.

Never wanted to talk about Christmas because I knew the second I did it was over.

Can you blame me for wanting to hold onto her as long as I could?

No.

Jer, I tried to stop loving her.

I tried to keep my promise.

Well, promise.

The foreman died.

I promised her that I would try and take care of

you that I would protect you from getting hurt.

I know.

Shit job.

Yeah.

I've been in her a promise too.

I wouldn't let anything get between us.

So we both screwed up.

Should we be so mad?

You know when we broke off the wedding?

I need to find mom.

My second thought was I wish I could talk to Connie.

It was your fault.

I needed my brother.

And I still do.

I don't even know.

Did Billy text you to?

I won't hit you if she did.

No.

We haven't talked since last summer.

I've been writing her letters.

She hasn't written me back.

Maybe I should take that as a hint.

I never could compete with what you two had.

That connection was like a force field.

Do what you have to do.

Don't expect me to be okay with it.

But don't fucking waste it either.

Wait a minute.

Dear Billy.

I saw Jeremiah yesterday.

We both went to visit mom's grave.

Things went better than the last time we were together.

No punches were thrown.

He told me you'd been in touch.

I might as well be completely honest here.

Because who even knows if you're reading my letters?

You might have thrown them all out without opening them.

Which is your right.

But I'll go ahead and say it.

Even though I have no right.

It killed me a little.

But Jerry's talked to you.

Still, I don't think he hates me anymore.

Which is a good thing.

I'm excusing me.

Please take your shoes off in my new abode.

Keep an Asian household.

When we were shooting your old place.

Yeah, but that's because I didn't want my feet touching that floor.

And also, I mean, this place is all mine.

You know?

Just mine.

Should we make up the bed?

You know, my mother always says that's the first

thing you should do when you move into a new place.

Sure.

But I'm sleeping in it alone tonight.

I've never gotten to do that before.

Whatever you say.

So now that you're not going home next month, will you

come with me to Mexico for my grandma's birthday party?

I promise I'm not going to propose to you in front of my entire family.

I just want to show you where I grew up.

My grandma makes the best you'd like to listen to the entire world.

You have no idea.

You have no idea.

You have no idea.

They're delicious.

We never paid it by the numbers, baby.

But we were making it count.

Okay.

You know the greatest love's of all time.

I'm over now.

I guess you never know.

I never know.

It's another day we're waking up alone.

But we were something don't you think so?

We're in 20 starts and baddies in.

Also, in case I haven't made it clear, I think about you a lot.

You're pretty much all I think about.

Just to be clear.

Love, Conrad.

Dear Conrad.

I never thank you for sending me Junior Mint.

So thank you.

And thank you for all your letters.

It's sweet of you to think of me.

I finally found a permanent apartment.

This is my new address.

Hope you're well.

Everything we do from today.

You should really lock your doors.

Oh my god, it's hot.

I don't remember it being this hot last June.

Pretty nice and Brussels right now.

I've heard.

I still can't believe in a Mausie invited you.

They're the Brussels conference.

I'm so much better than you.

Better luck next time, kid.

So you want some water?

Sure, yeah.

So Brussels, huh?

White, Belgian town.

Only a one and a half hour train ride from Paris.

Subtle.

Let me see that postcard you sent you.

Magnificent.

Come on.

Just let me see it.

I mean, how am I supposed to help you if I don't know what I'm dealing with?

For the record, I never asked for your help.

Oh my god, you keep it in your wallet.

Shut up.

Well?

That's it.

That's all she wrote.

Yeah.

Yeah, you definitely shouldn't go.

Really?

Do you know the thing?

You suck.

Okay, really, though.

If you don't go, you might regret it forever.

If you do go, you might regret it forever, too.

Is this supposed to be helping?

No.

Doctor, help myself.

Okay, Mr. Fisher.

We're able to switch your flight to the 1045 p.m.

to Paris.

There is a $473 fair difference.

Would you just like to go ahead and rebook?

Yeah.

Thank you.

You're awesome.

Thank you.

I appreciate it.

Yeah.

Have a safe flight.

I think it shows a new voice that they take.

Okay.

Just stop your crying.

Just stop your time.

We gotta get away from

it.

Just stop your crying.

I must see it.

My friends are pretty good from here.

Remember, I

read again somewhere.

Somewhere far away from here.