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- Don't judge me, okay?

I'm just...

I'm done.

I need a change.

- Let's say you really are done.

What does that even look like?

You're just gonna wait at home for Ira all day,

making matzo ball soup, maybe get an allowance?

- God, you're so condescending.

- I fuckin' hated this thing!

- You made the red-eye?

- I love what you've done with the place.

So I have news.

My friend, Roger's, mother died, Lori Cooper.

- Oh, no!

I'm so sorry.

Do I know Roger?

- No, he was a childhood friend.

- Yeah, how's he holdin' up?

- He's coming to New York,

so I said he could visit.

- Oh, okay.

When?

- This weekend.

It's okay, isn't it?

- Yeah.

Yeah, that's fantastic.

That's so great.

- So great!

- Shawn...

- Bye.

Ira. - Mm-hmm.

- Hi.

Hey.

- Mmm.

This looks delicious.

Oh, I do have some good news.

- Tell me!

- I cleared my schedule, so we can stay here all week.

- We can? - We can.

- God, I love it when you're home.

- So how was closing night party?

- Didn't go.

- Again?

What does Jen say?

- Same thing all managers say, "Take the tour gig".

- What?!

Well, that's a terrible idea, no?

- Terrible.

- You don't have to work, you know?

- Right.

So then what do I do?

Just wait for you to come home,

make matza ball soup, get an allowance?

- I'll make some calls.

- What?

Oh, god, no!

Please, don't. - I'm an agent.

Just one call.

- This is not how I wanna do it.

I don't wanna be the guy that gets a part

because of his well-connected boyfriend.

- Okay, well- - I wanna know

that my talent is enough.

- It is, and I just wanna help.

- And it's just not how I wanna do things.

Please don't be mad.

- I'm not mad.

- So...

Roger?

- Oh, he was my neighbor.

He moved to London when his parents divorced.

We were 16.

- What was he like?

- Rambunctious, loud, very touchy-feely.

He was the kinda guy that would drink from your glass.

- Yeah, but you hate that kinda guy.

- Mmm. - And you were close?

- Roger was that one best friend

that you had an oddly codependent relationship with

that just ended.

Yeah, I don't know.

- Codependent?

I mean, that's...

That's interesting, 'cause you've never even mentioned him

over the last 10 years, like, not once.

- Josh, it was a lifetime ago.

Come here.

Really?

- To Roger.

Ira, are you gettin' up?

- What?

What time is it?

- It's almost 11. - Fuck!

- The guest room's ready.

- Yeah?

- Guest room.

- Oh, thank you.

- Do you have any idea what time he'll be showin' up?

- No.

- But he'll...

Like, he'll call first, right,

and let us know what time?

- Probably not. - Ahh!

That's great.

That's polite.

- Coffee.

Maybe a bagel?

- On the deck whenever you're ready.

- You're the best.

- Hi.

- Hey, babes.

- Are you nervous?

- No.

Oh...

A little, I guess.

I just don't want it to be weird.

- Oh, come on!

It'd be so fun to see your best childhood friend,

who you've never mentioned once in 10 years.

It's just one night.

What can go wrong?

- Coffee? - Yes, sorry.

- Thank you.

- So is he, like, hot?

- Hot?

Cute, maybe?

He's tall.

He's kinda goofy, though.

He's a redhead.

- Ah, so like a five?

- Mmm, seven, maybe eight.

It's hard to say.

- Why'd you two lose touch again?

- Oh, my gosh!

It's almost noon.

I gotta work.

Thank you, babes.

This was perfect.

- Sweetie?

- Is he there yet?

- Roger?

No, not yet.

Am I on speaker?

- No.

So what's the 4-1-1?

- Let's see, best friend. - Uh-huh.

- Neighbor until they were 16.

- Okay, so same age.

Looks?

- Tall, goofy, redhead.

Yeah, it could be a seven, - Uh-huh.

- but he could be an eight, - Uh-huh.

- but he's not sure.

- Okay, so a goofy eight.

That's suspicious.

- Yes, exactly!

- Okay, well, maybe I'll just pop in

and borrow a cup of vodka?

- And by drop in, you mean impose, and be generally awful,

then no, absolutely not.

- But that's my thing! - Yes, I know.

Okay, I'm gonna go.

I'm finish this workout, and I will text you later.

- All right, love you, sweetie.

Kiss.

- Love you, kiss.

- I am not this stupid.

I'm not this stupid.

Like, I'm not this stupid.

- Ra?

Ra?

- Oh, god!

I am this stupid.

Okay.

- Ira? - Oh.

Well, it's Roger.

Okay.

- No text, no call, nothin'?

You got that right.

- Ra!

It's me!

- Oh!

- Look at you!

- You- - Oh, with a beard thing!

- Yeah, I can grow facial hair now.

- I like it.

- And you are so much less red.

- And you're so much more gray.

Yeah. - This is true.

This is true.

Okay, okay.

This is- - You guys all right?

- This is Lilly.

- Oh, my god!

- Fantastic to meet you. - Yeah!

- Hi, Roger, I'm Josh.

It's really nice to meet you. - Hey, Josh.

- Hi. - Lilly Masters.

- You're gorgeous.

- Thank you, love!

- Your hair is just amazing.

- Oh!

- Come in.

- I am sorry to hear about Gloria.

- Ahh, yeah, thanks, mate.

Yeah. - Are you doin' all right?

- I think so.

- I just can't get over how different you look.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- You, too. - All right.

All right, all right! - You look so different.

- Stop it!

You're such an asshole. - You love it!

- Stop it, Roger.

- But Ra-Ra,

you love Ra-Ra. - Okay, it's just-

- All right.

- It's just...

It's just Ira now.

Just- - Okay.

- Just Ira.

- Does anybody need to freshen up?

- Uggh, desperately.

- Okay, just down the hall and to the left.

- Just Ira, this is all great.

- Ra-Ra?

Let's go help them unpack their bags, Ra-Ra.

You feelin' all right?

- What?

Yeah, I'm...

I'm fine.

- A little feel good.

You want a glass?

- Aahh, you do love me.

Yes, please. - Ah, we should probably

wait till they come out to pour it, though.

- That's nonsense.

I've waited long enough.

- So when you told me that he was like a seven or an eight,

you actually meant like a drop dead gorgeous 10?

- He did not look like that before.

So what do you think of the surprise?

- God, she's beautiful, isn't she?

- She's quite pretty. - Yeah.

- Let's get this party started!

- Is he gonna be this loud all weekend?

- I'm afraid so.

- Hello, mate. - Hi!

Champagne?

- Yes, please.

Can I see? - Yes.

- How lovely!

- Toast. - So soon?

- Mmm, I'm raring to go.

Ask Lilly.

- Always.

- Is that true?

- I get that sense.

- Okay.

To old friends,

and good fucking times.

- Cheers to that. - Cheers.

- Mmm!

- Mmm! - Oh, that's good.

You love champagne.

- It is Mother's milk.

- I set a fine example, didn't I?

- You sure did.

- Well, I'd love to see the house.

- I would love to show you the house.

- Let's go.

- Let's get you one more of those.

- The landscaping's incredible.

So stunning. - Yeah.

- Ra help you with all this?

This is crazy.

- No. - How much work-

- IRA does nothing, literally.

- That's what it seems like.

- Yeah, I have to do all the gardening by myself.

- What a spectacular home!

- Thank you.

Yeah, we like mid-century.

We found this one.

It needed some work, lucky for me.

I don't know, it's the first real serious thing

that Ira and I have done together, so.

I mean, it's Ira's,

but it kinda feels like ours.

- Well, I think you have marvelous taste.

- And I think I like you!

- See?

You do have marvelous taste.

- Hey!

Come over here, eh? - I'm good.

- Come on!

- All right, I'll come.

- All right .

- No, no, no, no! - Be so rough!

Hey.

Ah, joint.

- Oh, yes, please!

Okay.

- Surreal, eh?

- Yeah, she was so glamorous.

She had the most exquisite taste.

- Yeah, she was a head turner.

So is your girlfriend.

- So is yours.

I mean- - I get it.

You surprised?

- Happy for ya.

- Thanks.

He's really sweet,

and he tolerates my shitty schedule,

and he never gets 100% of me.

- Well, he seems happy.

- I hope so.

- I bought a little something to help us chill.

- A gun?

- No, Molly.

- Molly?!

- Yeah! - God, no!

We don't do street drugs.

- Oh, street drugs?

Psychedelics are, like, legit.

They're the hottest thing in therapy right now.

- To treat what?

- Depression, anxiety, post-traumatic stress disorder.

- That's very fitting.

- Fitting for me or for you?

- That's...

I think it's gonna be all you and Lilly.

Oh, my gosh.

You gotta stop.

Roger- - Baby steps.

Baby steps. - Give that to me.

I think- - We're back!

Group hug! - Yes!

Get in here, mate.

- Let's get a photo.

One. - Okay.

- Two. - Oohh,

our first selfie. - Three.

And...

Snap!

- Ahh!

- That was a bad angle for me. - Ahh!

- So we're gonna...

Okay.

Everyone, give me your best.

Strike a pose in four, three, two, one.

- Booyah!

Ahh. - So...

How did you guys meet?

- You- - Take it away.

- We were at an after-party for one of Ira's clients,

and Ira was off holding court with producers.

- I was not holding court.

- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, but no, he was.

I was over by a pinball machine.

I was not supposed to be drinking,

because it was a school night,

but I was out with my friend, Shawn,

and he was mingling and- - And pouring a round.

- Ira was behind me,

and I could just like feel his stare.

- I might've glanced over.

- No, you didn't glance here.

You were full-blown staring. - I know,

but he gave me nothing! - Nothing.

- So I sent a drink over.

- Saboteur, oof.

- He wouldn't even look at me,

so I waited.

And then, about halfway through his drink,

he started to loosen up.

- Oohh, I know the feeling well.

- And he started to sway to the music.

First, it was his hips,

and then, all of a sudden,

he started to roll his left shoulder.

- Yeah, you know. - Oohh!

- Like a little...

A little shoulder dance.

- Oohh!

- And then a moment later,

without moving his body at all,

he looked over his dancing shoulder, and he smiled.

- And you?

- I smiled back.

And then he smiled wider,

and then- - And then he took me home

and fucked my brains out.

- You- - Wow!

- Love that.

- So...

Anybody want food?

- I'm okay, actually.

I don't really feel hungry right now.

- Shots?

- Yes, shots!

- All right.

Vodka? - Yeah.

- Lilly, let's make it happen.

- Ahh!

You know, I was...

I was telling Lilly about that crazy lady

who lived down the street.

Remember?

Like, she used to come onto all the boys.

- Mrs. Gailson?

- Eww, Gailson with the mustache!

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

On the corner with the red convertible,

like hot, big tits, like...

- Oh, we used to call her Mrs. Robinson.

- Yes!

- Yeah, Sylvia Spitzer.

Yes. - Yes.

- Oh, my gosh! - That's it.

Oohh!

Sylvia Spitzer.

Oh, my god!

Fuck, I could not remember her name for the life of me.

And my first instinct was to call Mom.

And then I realized,

the only one I had left to ask was you.

- Ooh!

What took so long?

- Baby Love!

- Whoo!

- A toast.

No, Lilly called it.

She's the shot master.

- Is that a thing?

- Actually, Ira, it is.

- I suppose we don't have to toast to everything,

so I'll keep this short.

To new beginnings and to happy endings.

- Amen that.

- Blah!

- Ow!

- Ooh! - Oof!

Go ahead.

- May I have a hit?

- Mm-hmm.

You may, my love.

- Josh, do you mind if I change the music?

- No, of course not.

So here's volume, and there is selection.

- Like this?

- Oh, gosh, no! - Oohh!

- No, no, no, no, no!

How 'bout something like this?

- Ahh!

- Ahh!

Ah-ha!

Mmmm!

- Love?

- Oh, no.

- It's good.

Get a little buzzed with me.

- He's not gonna smoke that.

- Okay.

Just the one.

Oh, god. - Yes!

All right, shots! - You're mine.

- Whoo! - Shots, rack 'em up.

Let's throw 'em back, come on.

- Oh!

- Cheers, cheers, cheers. - Another?

Mmm!

- Oh, I gotta get this.

I'll be back.

- Where's my phone?

- Oh, it's charging on the bedside table.

- Right.

- What are you doing?

- Oh, just being the sandwich bitch.

- So...

Seven or an eight?

- How 'bout a hard 10?

- What?!

And no pic?

I'm on my way.

- No, please, stand by.

Sent.

- Oh, my god!

- She's Roger's girlfriend.

She's an actress, she's a model, she's beautiful,

and just oozes sex.

- First name? - Lilly.

- Last name? - Masters.

Are you Googling her?

- Gorgeous. - Mm-hmm.

- Quite popular in the UK.

Oh, my god, she's a natural redhead!

- She is.

- We need more vodka.

- Whatever it takes.

- What's the vibe?

- Honestly, it's concerning.

- Go on.

- Wait, hold on.

How are you?

Do you need anything?

- No, just another bottle.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

- Okay, so weird vibe, go on.

- They're sort of just hanging all over each other.

Roger's real touchy-feely,

and Ira doesn't seem to mind at all.

It's weird.

- Weird.

And gay.

- I told you, he's not gay.

Gettable, maybe?

But I don't even know what I'm saying.

- Please, let me come by.

You are being terribly selfish right now.

- I'll text you later.

- I know what that means. - Kiss.

- So fashion?

- Yeah!

I wanna do more film, though.

- Oh, I can see that!

- Mm-hmm. - Here we are.

- Brilliant!

- Mm-hmm.

- Woof.

- Spanish tuna!

It's the best.

- This is fantastic, babes.

- Does anyone want a drink?

- Ooh, water, please?

- Mmm, same. - Mmm, yep.

- You know, I did just make fresh peach blossom tea, though.

- Make that two.

- Three.

- Tea?

You don't like tea.

- Yeah, tea would be great.

Thank you, babes.

Yeah. - Don't be silly.

Ira loves tea. - What?!

You've always hated tea.

- Well, I like it now,

so tea would be great.

Thank you, babes!

- This is lovely.

Thank you, Josh.

- This is great.

- This is Ira's favorite.

- Yeah, you should see his tea collection.

It is outrageous.

- Ah, impressive!

- Thank you.

Just let me know

if you want a little vodka in that one, Roger.

- Always.

You know me too well already.

- So...

What's next?

- How about a little soak in the hot tub?

- Roger?

- All right.

Mmm, in a bit.

You go ahead.

- Let's do it.

I'll be right back.

- And we will see you boys later, huh?

- Mm-hmm.

- You're not going out there?

- No.

- Come on, I.

Assume the position.

- I haven't heard those words

come outta your mouth in decades.

You still smell the same.

- You were always a good cuddler.

- Remember that time that Gloria

and Marty had that big fight?

You were so upset,

and I found you in your room sitting on the floor,

and I put my head on your shoulder.

- Yeah.

- And then you pulled me into your chest.

That was the first time we cuddled.

Do you remember what you said?

- No.

- "Don't tell anyone."

- I did not.

- Yes, you did.

- I always loved your mum.

How is she?

I still see all her movies.

- She's still self-obsessed,

and still working like every gig is gonna be her last.

Mmm.

- And Dad?

- So-so.

He's gonna run that agency until the day he dies.

That's why I opened the New York office.

He still makes me come back once a month, though.

Such a control freak.

- The control freak apple doesn't fall far from

their control freak tree. - Mmm, okay.

All right.

All right, so just stop.

Just like...

Dude, you gotta stop!

Just stop!

- I'm sorry, okay?

- But you can't just walk in here after 24 years

and act like everything's fucking fine in two minutes,

because it's not!

It's not, and I...

I can't.

- I won't do it again.

- No.

No, no, I...

I need to...

- To loosen up?

You gotta let go of the past, I.

Let's just have a little joint.

can't believe this.

- Okay?

- Okay.

Okay.

- Looks divine!

- It's getting hot.

Set to 95.

- Oh, perfect.

Do you mind?

- No.

God, no, of course not.

Whatever floats your boats.

Floats your boat.

God!

- Josh? - Yeah?

Oh, it was just...

It's just hot.

I'll just give it a minute, so.

- Oh.

- Look, I mean, I can get in.

- Okay.

Really?

Your home is paradise.

- Thank you.

I love it here.

Can't get too comfortable, though, right?

It can be swept away at any moment.

- You guys aren't married?

- Oh, no.

Ira hates gay weddings.

- What do you mean?

- We'll go to a wedding,

Ira will fidget through the entire thing,

and then in the middle of the service,

he'll lean over to me, and say,

"Ugghh, they're in matching outfits!"

"Ugghh, they were holding hands."

It's-

- You don't need a wedding to get married.

- But I want it.

I guess I'm that guy.

I'm just basic bitch.

I wanna be princess for a day.

I want calla lillies and tiny canapés.

I want a fuckin' harp.

What about you?

Marriage?

- Never.

Dad wasn't a good guy.

My parents had a shitty marriage.

Left me a bit gun shy.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't be.

It made me driven.

Strong.

Gave me the determination to be my own person.

Actor, yes? - Yes.

Stage, chorus.

I'm a Broadway baby.

- I was born in New York.

- What?! - Mm-hmm.

I moved to the UK when I was nine,

but I'll always be a New Yorker at heart.

- Oh, god, I love you!

- Do you karaoke?

- Do I karaoke?

Do I...

I am the Gucci of karaoke, ma'am.

- Fabulous.

And Ira?

- Oh, a huge ham.

Roger?

- Just a huge cock.

- Wait, really?

Like, how big? - Well, I'd say,

about this.

- Oh, my god! - Gerth's like...

- Oh, wow!

Wow, okay, cool.

Well, totally shouldn't have gone there.

Big mistake, huge.

- Oh!

He has risen.

- Oh.

- It's okay.

Do you need a minute?

- No, I'll be okay.

- All those nights

we went to that crazy club.

Was it The Mix?

- Yes, yes, The Mix.

Great Club.

Huge.

- Mm-hmm, you'd walk ahead,

because, you know, the bouncer knew

that you were Ellie's kid.

- Did we get in every time?

- Of course we did.

- They had the best music.

- They had great drugs.

- Well, okay, I think it was the drugs

that made it seem like the best music.

- Definitely.

God, and you knew everyone.

- But I didn't hang with everyone, did I?

- No.

You never lost me.

Yeah, no matter who was there, or how crowded,

your always look back.

It was cool.

- That was long time ago.

- Hey, I wasn't, like,

trying to make you uncomfortable before.

- I know.

- We were just always so close.

- We were, till we weren't.

- Baby love!

How was your dip?

- Delicious, but I'm freezing.

I've gotta change. - Oohh!

Oh, we've got dinner at nine at Odette's.

- No!

Everyone I love is right here in this room.

Come on, let's stay here and party.

- I'm just along for the ride.

- All right, let's stay then.

- Then I will call and cancel dinner.

You guys wanna take an hour, relax, and freshen up?

- Oh.

- Ira?

Well, Lilly?

Yeah, she's a doll.

- He can't just do that.

He can't just roll in here after all this time

and just act like nothing's even happened.

- Well, what happened?

- Nothing.

Nothing happened.

- Okay, if nothing happened, why are you so upset?

- I'm not upset.

I just...

He calls me mate.

- I did notice that.

- So awkward!

- No.

No, no, no.

No, sir.

Awkward is him hanging all over you like a howler monkey.

- Well, better you than him.

Yeah.

Okay!

Are you teasing me?

- Not in the least.

- Lill!

Lill?

- Baby, do you think it's odd for two men to get married?

- No, of course not.

Why?

- Just curious.

- Does Josh think that?

- No.

- Oh!

It's Ira.

Come here. - Whoo!

- Come here.

- Roger!

We're doing karaoke later.

- That's right, Josh can sing!

You won't have to do it yourself.

- We're having fun.

- Yeah!

- What about you, Love?

Are you having fun?

- Yeah.

But Ira's being weird.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, still, after all his time,

he's all, like, sad, and mad, and just like

all in his- - The feelings, yeah.

I know.

You don't do feelings.

But if he's got something he needs to say,

you gotta give him that.

- How 'bout we just give him some Molly instead?

Hmm? - Hmm!

Well, we did bring it.

- That's the plan.

Make it happen.

- I'll try.

- It will be fun, though.

- Let me see what I can do.

- Okay!

Oh, Lilly Masters!

You're gonna be the death of me.

- Josh?

Josh, love?

Josh? - Oh, my god!

- Joshy?

Josh, love, fancy a drink?

- Don't fucking stop!

Don't go! - Oh, yeah?

- Well, I'm gonna have one!

All right!

I'll be in the kitchen.

- It must be Christmas?

- You're welcome.

- Yeah.

She...

- She... - She...

Would not stop knocking,

I swear to god, I was gonna fucking strangle her.

- Yeah.

She's too gorgeous to die, though.

- You really like her.

- Like her?

I wanna be her.

- Oh, my gosh!

No, please!

You're so adorable.

I love you.

- I love you too.

- It should be an interesting night.

- I told you it would be simpler

if we just went out to dinner.

- You said you didn't care.

- Yeah, to make it easier.

- I hate when you do that.

- And you know that I hate to argue,

so there we have it.

- You just...

- I'm gonna shower.

- Oh, yes.

- Might the dew

still be on the rose?

- Oh, girl, that dew was...

It was everywhere.

- Oooh, pour me a shot of that testosterone, honey!

Quickly.

- My tea infuser.

- Oh!

That is a lot of tea.

- This helps with cancer healing, lower cholesterol,

diabetes, vision, kidney problems,

nerve damage- - Josh, love, stop right now,

because if there is a tea that will give me bigger tits,

I'm gonna murder you for all the money

I've wasted on plastic surgery.

- Black cohosh.

Stimulates estrogen receptors.

- You really love tea, huh?

- I make it every day.

Ira loves it.

- And you keep everything so tidy.

- Thank you for noticing that.

- Music?

- I don't know where the remote is.

- Oh, I'll find it.

Cheers! - Hey!

Hey, baby. - Hi.

- Have you seen Roger?

Is he up?

- Nah.

Nah, I don't...

I don't track Roger.

I don't know where he is.

I'm sure he's somewhere.

- All right, I'm gonna do a lap around the house.

- Okay.

Oh, she found the remote.

- Oh, well, how lucky for us.

- I will bring you drinks.

- Vodka, and lots of it.

- Great. - Pretty please.

- Yes.

- Still over here layin' on my floor?

- Yeah.

It's my little nook.

- Oh, I love that you have a little nook in my house.

- Look at that.

- Wow!

- You used to be so terrible when we were 16.

That is impressive. - Right?

- It's sex o'clock.

Are we happy?

- Oh, we are a heels over head, sweetie.

Hey, what's on your agenda tonight?

- A surrogate for one of the housewives

is having a party next door.

10:00 PM, clothing optional, be there.

- I am dying for you to meet Lilly.

- Oh, my god, me, too!

Please make it happen, sweetie.

- I'll try, I'll try.

I can't confirm now, but I'll text you later.

- Okay, love you, sweetie!

Kiss.

- You know, we were supposed to go to college together.

- Yeah.

Yeah, that was the plan.

- Mm-hmm, we had a lot of plans.

- Hey. - Mm-hmm?

- I think we should do the Molly.

- That's gonna make everything better?

- Mmm, for one night, yes.

- Who's here at an awkward moment?

- Yeah, it would appear that's us.

I got shots!

It'll be fun. - Always...

At my service.

Okay, now, I know it's been a long time,

a lot of history, and a lot of regrets, well, a few,

but we're all together right here, right now,

and I really want tonight to be special.

One night for all of us to let go and enjoy each other.

Now, I know we could do it without,

but we bought some really good Molly,

and I think it's exactly what we all need.

- Well, that sounds perfect, but we don't do Molly.

It's just the one line we haven't crossed.

But you guys should definitely do it, though.

- Yeah, you guys.

- Wait, you've never done Molly?

- Let me think about that for a second.

No.

- You just feel euphoric,

happy, and tingly all over,

and nothing feels bad.

I know that you'll love it,

but we won't do it without you.

- All for one.

- No, no, no!

This is unfair pressure.

- Okay.

- Really?

- Fantastic.

I'll be right back.

Josh, love, could you grab me some tape?

- Tape, tape, why are we getting...

Don't ask questions, Josh.

- How long does it last?

- About six hours,

unless you do more.

- Six hours, that's a commitment.

- Shit!

Girl, you travel with that?

- Don't ask questions, trust me.

It was safe.

- Yeah, I don't think I wanna know.

- This is insane!

- Tape?

You could just put it under your tongue,

but it's better to swallow it.

It tastes like shit anyway.

- Lilly, this is, like, a full procedure.

So did you, like, take a drug mule class,

or how do you know how to do this?

- Doesn't take much, eh?

- Nope, and you're ready for take off, right?

- So...

Smaller doses for the virgins.

- Oh, I am impressed.

- And a bit more for the seasoned.

If you want more later, it's here.

- Bye!

- Well, tell my kids, I love 'em.

Cheers?

Cheers. - Cheers!

- Mmm.

- You're the Molly whisperer.

- You're the fuckin' Molly whisperer.

- Mm-mmm.

- How long does it take to kick in?

You don't say?

- About a half hour.

Come here.

- Yeah.

I started singing after modeling school.

They said the ballet training

was why I was so good on the catwalk.

Wait, why do they call it a catwalk?

Is that a pussy illusion?

How you feel, I?

- Anxious.

Could you stop asking, please?

- Oh!

- Baby, what was I saying?

Oh, right, pussy illusion!

- Lill, look at me.

You're rambling.

But that is a great band name.

- I think Pussy Riot got there first.

- They did. - Ah, fuck!

I'm pissed!

That was my big idea.

- What?

Wait a second!

What if Pussy Illusions opened for Pussy Riot?

- I fuckin' love you!

- Is it the Molly that makes you say fuck so much?

- Fuck yes!

- Okay.

- Where's the remote? - Mmm.

I see it there. - Oh!

It's not working.

- Let me see it.

- Oh, I think it...

It's dead.

- Oh, no!

What do we do?

- You wanna go on a battery hunt with me?

- I love batteries!

- Let's go find some.

- Where's Josh?

- It's okay.

- It's okay. - He went to change the music.

I'm here.

- I'm so tingly.

- It hasn't changed, though.

It's amazing, yeah?

- It's intense. - Mm-hmm.

Don't worry.

Just roll with it, mate.

- Okay.

Okay.

Whoo, it must be working,

because mate isn't annoying the fuck outta me.

Oh, my gosh!

Where's Josh?

- Changing the music.

- I don't want him to be alone.

- He's not alone.

He's with Lilly.

- Oh, he's been gone forever.

- No, Ira, he's been gone like five minutes.

- No, no!

It's been so long! - Look at the clock.

- No!

All right.

Oh, my gosh!

It's only nine o'clock?

- Mm-hmm.

Oh, god, that feels good!

- Oh, my gosh!

What am I doin'?

Oh, my gosh!

That took forever.

- Look at the clock.

- Oh, my gosh.

I feel so good.

But my lips are so fucking dry!

Moist.

Oohh, I feel like

I have not a single fuck

to give about a single fucking thing.

What did you give me?

- Think of the world.

- Aww, I love this!

Ira, something hard to suck on.

- Oh, yes!

- Agua for the Queen.

- Screw these.

I got watermelon.

- Just suck it for a little while.

- "Things Men Never Say" for 500, Alex!

- Oh, I love this!

- Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it!

- Yes, Lilly!

- You are the sexiest woman alive, baby love!

I think I have to pee.

- Mmm.

Come on, mate.

- Hurry back!

Joshy, come dance with me!

Oh!

- Mmm, mmm!

Oh, my god!

Sex!

- Yes, mm-hmm. - Wow!

- Oh, my gosh!

Oh!

Okay.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my goodness, what is this?

This feels so good.

I feel so good.

Why?

Okay.

What is this stuff?

Hi.

Hi!

I just had the best pee of my life!

- Joshy, are you still sucking on that?

- Mm-hmm.

Well, I was.

- It was three doses.

- Wait, that was pot candy?

- Yeah.

- That's more than he's had in his lifetime.

- Oh, well.

- Okay, tonight, we are doing full-on karaoke.

- Okay, but no recording, 'cause we are too high.

- Start thinking about what you wanna sing.

- Oh, I know what he wants to sing.

Something kinda basic, one octave, like James Taylor.

I don't know, maybe Elvis?

- Roger will sing some person from the '80s.

I forget.

- Are they talking about us?

- They think they know us.

- I can't.

I don't know. - Roger?

We can hear you.

I'm making a playlist.

What do you wanna sing?

- I am going to decline submitting a playwrist.

Playwrist?

- Playlist.

- Playlist.

Then we will decide when we're ready.

- Yeah, what he said.

- Okay, well, listen, boys,

you have 60 minutes, because then it's showtime.

Lil-lay, let's go. - Oh, yeah!

- She sings too?

- Ahh, she has many special talents.

How do you feel?

- Free.

- Hey, you pushed me away before.

- I know.

- I just wanted to be close.

- Oh, I know!

I just...

I just never thought I'd see you again.

- I was so happy you when you called.

- I was...

I was so nervous.

- Yeah, me, too.

Oh, my gosh!

- How do you feel?

- High.

- We won't be peeking for another hour or two.

- Wait, seriously?

- Mm-hmm.

So I feel like singing something

really high energy, like upbeat.

- Huh, let me think about that.

- 'Kay.

- Okay, I have to tell you something.

When Ira talks about his childhood,

it's like I cannot relate, like, at all, actually.

But when he and Roger talk about his childhood,

it's like they relate on fucking everything over it nonstop.

- Mm-hmm.

They come from a different world.

They speak a different language.

They speak bougie.

- And we speak poor.

- And occasionally, whore.

- Yes!

That's a fierce extension.

- Thank you!

- Did you take dance?

- Don't you remember me telling you?

- Yeah, you did.

- Ballet, jazz, modern.

What's this?

Wigs?!

- So cute.

- That's what's up.

- Do you think this is my color of brunette?

- Oh, wow, it changes everything!

You need.

- I still don't have the hang of it.

Okay.

- Oh, yes, that's everything!

- This is fun.

Very K-pop.

- Is there anything else?

- Ra? - Mm-hmm?

- Mmm, that was weird on the lips.

- But no, I don't think anything's weird.

- Right.

- What are you doing?

Roger, they're in the other room.

- I don't care.

- You just kissed me.

- Uh-huh.

- On the lips.

- Yeah.

- In two minutes!

- I'm so fucking high!

- Just roll with it, mate.

Shh.

- Ira in, too,

- Oh, yay. - so this can happen.

- Yeah.

- I need to walk.

- No, no, no!

You just danced your ass off for like 10 fucking hours.

- You know me, babe.

I have to move.

- Joshy? - Mm-hmm.

- Do you have any cigs?

- You smoke?

- Only when I'm high. - Mmm.

You know, there might be a popup party.

There'll be plenty of cigs there.

- This smells like Shawn.

- Aww!

I'm peeking!

- Baby love, you're so fucking cute!

- Oh!

I need a sweater.

- No, girl, you need a pashmina.

- Oh, my god!

I do need a pashmina.

I don't have a pashmina.

- This is White girl problems.

- How do you feel... - Yes?

- About... - Yes?

- Cashmere?

- So many feelings.

- Oh, that one's mine.

- I know.

Yours tastes better.

- Wait, you can't go to a party now.

You're too high.

- Yes I can!

I feel fine.

And Lilly, do you have more of these?

- No. - Yeah.

- No, that's too far for you to walk.

- It's too far for you to walk.

I walk to Shawn's all the time.

I'm going.

- No! - Oh, my god!

Lilly!

- I'm okay.

- Careful. - Okay.

- Oh.

- Take water with you.

- Take your phone.

I love you.

- Text me if you need me.

- Come here.

Open.

Tastes like shit, I know.

Just do a touch more.

I miss us.

- Me, too.

- That wasn't planned, you know?

It just happened.

- You're making it like it was all about the sex.

- It was all about the sex.

- Was it?

No.

Not to me, it wasn't.

I mean, you were my best friend,

and I fantasized about it, for fuck's sake, but...

To me, it would've been everything.

- How would I have known that?

- What do you mean?

- Well, fuck, I suspected, but...

You never told me, like, you were...

- What?

You knew.

- No, not really, because you never said it.

- Well, what would you have done?

I mean, if you had known, if I had said it,

if I told you that sex would've been everything to me?

- I would've done it.

- You would have?

Like, you would've wanted it, too?

- No, but I would've done it for you.

You were always there for me,

and I would've done anything for you.

Not like I haven't thought about it maybe, like, once.

- That...

That is a plot twist I was not prepared for.

- Ra! - No!

I thought you didn't want me?

- Not true.

- I have to pee.

- Me, too.

Let's pee. - Together?

- No, not together.

- No!

Of course not together!

Oh, my...

Enough.

You all right, mate?

- I don't know!

- My god, just go, get up.

- Oh, my gosh.

Hi.

Hi.

Whoa!

This is insane.

Oh, my gosh!

I need a pound of this.

What is this?

What did I come in here for?

Why am I here?

Oh!

It's Grandpa's ring.

Hi, Grandpa.

I miss you.

I love you, Grandpa.

His hands were so big.

I am so hot.

- Ra?

What is he doing?

What is he doing?

- It's just sex, right?

- It is this time.

- Oh, any hot guys for me?

- Super unlikely.

- Girls?

- Really?

- Not so crazy.

We're all a little bit gay, are we not?

- Darling!

Oh, my god!

Hey, babes! - Hi.

- Lilly Masters?

- Are you obsessed with her or what?

- Oh, my god, give us a spin, sweetheart.

Flawless!

- I love this vibe.

- I know, right?

Sushi bar, vegan sushi bar, bar bar.

Botox by Barry, but probably expired,

so at your own risk.

Nude yoga, but more nudity than any yoga.

and reiki with undertones of hysterical crime,

because Mark broke up with Tony again.

- I didn't know they were still together?

- Oh, yeah.

- Oh, I love this!

Come and dance.

- Love her! - Yeah.

- So what are we drinking?

- Can I get five shots of vodka just for me?

He's gonna want his own. - Eeww!

Josh?

You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Plan B is here.

- Oh, god, Shawn, why do you do this?

Did he ask for me?

- He certainly did.

He seems to be alone, too.

- Should I go talk to him?

Now? - Yes!

- Are you good?

Ra? - No.

- Ra?

- No, not one word, please.

- You don't even know what I'm gonna say.

- It doesn't matter.

Words are only gonna mess it up.

- That's a compliment.

- Geez, what did I just say?

- Okay.

- Mm-mmm.

- How long do they stay?

- They leave tomorrow. - Mmm.

What an imposition.

I hate people. - Yeah, I know.

It's just a night, though.

It's not that bad. - Mmm.

Josh, you're so...

Pretty.

Let's go for a walk.

Come on. - No, no, no, no.

No, no, you don't do that.

That's that's not fair.

- Not fair?

We never got a fair shot.

- I have to go. - Come here.

Seriously.

- It's, like, getting late.

I have to go check back in. - Oh.

Mm-hmm.

Marry me.

- Ahh!

Oooh!

Eww!

Um...

Tony...

Don't stop asking.

- Aren't they fabulous? - Yes.

Are they real?

- I'll be the judge of that.

- Okay.

- Fake.

Nice work, though.

- You really know your way around a tit.

- Oh, my gosh!

This was too much fun.

It's time to go.

- Aww.

- Call me!

- Can I get her number?

- Your friends are so fun.

- I'm so glad you got to meet Shawn!

- He's funny.

- Most of the time.

You know what I've always wanted to do,

but actually, it terrifies me?

- What?!

- A one man show.

- Yes, I love it!

Have you told Ira?

- No, but I will when I'm ready.

- Aww!

He loves you.

- Does he?

Ah, man!

Sometimes I believe he does,

and then sometimes I'm like,

I just don't know.

We've been together for 10 years,

and yet, I'm still single, and I'm also not married,

so it's like my life has no certainty.

And let me just remind you,

we started dating when I was 25.

I'm 35-years-old.

Like, I've given him the best 10 years I can.

Oh, god!

Like, what if he wakes up one day, and he's like,

that's my Josh; he's past his expiration date?

What if he does that?

- He only holds all the power if you let him.

- I know, but, Lilly, I can't pressure him.

- Maybe he just needs a nudge?

- Yeah, maybe?

And maybe this whole Roger thing

is just making me feel fucking crazy?

I feel insecure for the first time.

- Roger was nervous about coming.

- So was Ira.

I wish I knew why they never spoke again.

- I probably shouldn't say,

but a week before Roger left for London,

Ira caught him getting a blowjob.

- Really?

And?

- He was on the football team.

- He?

- Oh, and he had braces.

- Oh, god, no!

- Yeah.

They were kids.

But Roger said Ira went insane with jealousy.

- That's on brand for Ira.

- Said he was never gonna talk to Roger again,

and he didn't till now.

- Wow!

Okay, yeah.

Yeah, no, ouch.

It's a guy. - Yeah.

- But man, like all of this over an unrequited blowjob?

Like, really?

- Might not be so unrequited anymore.

In fact, it might be quite requited by now!

- What the fuck, Lilly?

That's not funny.

That's...

Why would you say that?

- Josh?

It was just a bad joke!

Oh, come on!

Fuck!

You piece of shit!

- Whoa.

Okay.

- Shawn?

Shawn, what are you doing here?

I'm here for brunch.

- Says who?

- Lilly.

She invited me last night.

I bought bagels.

- Gosh, we were so high.

She did? - Girl, you were high.

- I know.

And no, now is not a good time, though.

- But I need to meet Ginger Roger!

- You're not meeting him today, sweetie.

- What, are they gone?

- No, they're sleeping.

- But- - No!

Dude, I will fill you in later, I promise.

It's a lot.

- Oh, my god, I'm having

of my parents disowning me.

- Oh, my god, Shawn, that is so dramatic.

It is not a good time.

- Fine!

All right, but don't forget.

Kiss. - Kiss.

You know I love you.

- My gosh.

Oh.

Okay.

Oh, god!

Oof.

Good morning.

- Good morning.

Man, I slept like a rock.

- You did?

- You didn't?

- No, I had take a pill at five.

Ah, thank you.

I am so dehydrated.

- They're still sleeping.

- Yeah, I feel like shit.

But fuck, man, that was so worth it.

What's wrong?

- No, nothing.

- You didn't love it?

Josh?

- I didn't do it.

- What?

- I didn't do it.

- What do you mean, babes?

What are you talking about?

- I didn't take the Molly.

- What are you talking about?

I saw you.

We did it together.

I watched.

- No, mm-mmm.

I faked it.

- No, we talked about this.

We agreed.

I only did it because you said yes.

Why?

- Because I knew you wanted to do it.

And I knew that you wouldn't do it unless I did it,

so I said yes.

- No, I...

I can't believe this!

We agreed that it was something we would only do together.

- Together?

And what exactly does together mean to you, Ira?

- What?!

I don't know, Josh.

- Oh, you don't?

You don't know?

Oh, why don't you think about that?

- What are you so afraid of?

Besides yourself.

- Josh, wait!

- Like, what happened?

- Ira, man, he was ravin' about the Molly.

I couldn't not tell him.

Like, I felt guilty, and he was upset,

and I was- - All right, slow down.

Tell him what?

- That I didn't do it.

- Didn't do what?

- The Molly.

- You didn't do any Molly?

- No.

- Wow!

- I knew Ira wanted to do it,

and I knew he wouldn't do it unless I did,

so said I would. - Huh.

Why didn't you wanna do it?

- Honestly, I'm not even sure.

I was afraid.

And I hate to argue,

so I just went along with it.

- I overheard the together thing.

- Yep.

Yep, that slipped out,

but I'm glad it did.

- Yeah.

- I have the right to ask for what I want.

- Yes, you do.

- Been together for 10 fucking years!

I mean, right? - Yes.

- I'm sorry I dragged you into this mess.

- No worries, love.

I love messy.

And don't worry about Ira.

He'll come around.

- Oof.

What ya thinkin' about?

- You, me, us.

How I blamed you.

How I held onto my anger for all these years,

and then you show up outta nowhere,

and surprise, it's me all along.

So comfortably uncomfortable in my own skin.

I couldn't be honest with my best friend, let alone myself.

- Well, you're being honest now.

- Roger, I have to tell you something.

- Say it, mate.

- I'm gay.

- Well, it's a good thing I didn't know.

I might've taken advantage of you.

- Yes, that's exactly what I was afraid of.

- This weekend was good, Ra.

- It was.

- Josh really loves you.

- I know.

I love him, too.

So I was wondering...

No, no, it's so stupid.

- Say it, Ra.

- Not that it matters,

but it's been 24 years,

there must've been some other guy that you just...

- No, Ra, just you.

- Okay, good.

It mattered.

- I know.

Where the fuck is Lilly?

- Oh, on the beach with Josh,

salvaging my relationship, I hope.

- Well, we gotta head out, mate.

- I know.

- We said goodbye at the beach.

- All those lost years...

- Are you okay?

- My relationship with Roger fell apart,

not because of what I said or what I did,

it was what I didn't say.

- All right.

- I'm not gonna make that mistake again.

I love you, Josh,

and I don't wanna lose you.

- That is your grandfather's ring.

- Yes. - Yes, yes, I know it.

It's beautiful.

- I was looking at it last night.

I promised I would always keep it in the family.

- Oh, my god!

- But no creepy vows.

- No creepy vows.

- No matching outfits.

- No matching outfits, why not?

- Because you're gonna look so much better than me.

- Oh, possibly.

- And no fucking herbs.

- I don't give a fuck.

Just ask me the fucking question.

- All right.

Joshua Steven Stone,

will you gay marry me?

- Wait, really?

Like gay-gay married?

- No, come on!

No, no.

Just...

Just one gay.

- One gay is good enough for me.

Of course.

- But we can't be afraid to disagree,

and no fibbing,

even little white lies.

- Oh, I am sorry, I should've been honest with you.

- No, it's okay.

But there's something that I have to be

honest with you about.

- Is it about Roger?

- Yeah.

- Do you love him?

- What?

No, I'm in love with you!

- Then that's all I need to know.

I love you.

- I love you.

- However, a moment of truth.

Tea?

- Awful.

- Goddamn, shit!

I owe Lilly $100.

- So if you didn't take the Molly,

where exactly is it?