All language subtitles for Girlfriends Guide to Divorce 3x07

Previously on
"Girlfriends' Guide to Divorce"...

The book, I mean, I
have been so immersed.

What's it about, anyway?

Baseball, mostly. You know...

and other... other stuff.

Gemma called and she
invited us to her lodge.

Let's do it.

Great.

I'm quitting.

Are you sure you want to compete
for jobs with people half your age?

You are making a huge mistake!

Buh-bye.

Hey, I'm Ethan.

Hey, is that a tattoo?

You call people names all the time.

You bully people.

I guess I just miss
when you had an opinion.

My opinion doesn't matter.

I think that you can do your job
and be my wife at the same time.

I think that you're being really naive.

Sherry and I are getting a divorce.

- Sorry. That's too bad.
- Yeah.

Our thing doesn't have to be done.

So you're not gonna tell me that you're
still living at home with your wife?

Shit.

I'm moving out.

- What?
- I found a place.

_

- Let's get you set up.
- What is happening here?

- And now this is happening.
- Oh, really?

Now you're trusting.

- Go on in.
- Oh.

What is happening? I want to see it.

I know you do, but you're so impatient.

- I am.
- Are you ready?

- Yeah.
- Wah.

Ahh.

Uh, furniture will be
delivered later today.

The essentials.

Might need some help with
the... non-essentials.

Well, I'm all yours because

I am the queen of essential
non-essentials, so, yeah.

Mmm.

So how'd it go, the talk yesterday?

What talk?

Oh... the kids.

Yeah.

I know you were telling them
that you were moving out,

and I know how that is, it
can be really tough, so...

- Yeah, so... we...
- Oh.

Uh, sorry, yeah, we don't have to...

- Thank you.
- Get into all that right now.

So, do you want to help me

christen the place?

Do you have a bed?

Not yet.

It's a 3:00 p.m.
delivery, but we do have

- a washer and dryer.
- Oh!

And that's like our thing.

That is our thing.

- This?
- Yes.

You look hot in a flannel. Bring it.

I don't know. Gemma's a
little jet set for flannel.

Hey, I know that a long weekend

in a house full of strangers
isn't exactly your thing.

It's fine. I'll be fine.

I know why we're doing
this. It's for work.

Yeah, but you don't have
to think about it like that.

Just relax and embrace the looseness.

I mean, this crowd
they kind of like people

who can, uh, hang, adapt.

The "When in Rome..." philosophy.

Um, so, uh, Ralf
agreed to take the kids?

Uh, no, he has a business trip.

Shocker, but I hired back Martita.

Martita? Huh.

Well, the kids will be
really happy to see her.

What does that mean?

Nothing. Means that they
really like her. Good solution.

- You went to Marshall?
- Mm-hmm.

Do you know Marjorie Dunham?

Yes, I love Marjorie!

She's my favorite person
ever in the history of time!

How do you know her?

We got our journalism MFA together.

You went to Northwestern?
Do you know Trevor Hersh?

Barbara Sawyer?

Yep, I didn't get it.

Oh, my God... I'm so sorry, Babs.

I just... which job was that one?

Some millennial-targeting
lifestyle site.

Basically SheShe for dumb people.

Wait, isn't SheShe
already for dumb people?

I should never have quit my job.

Oh, no, you did the right thing.

You were being disrespected there.

Don't worry, I promise,
something is gonna land.

That outfit...

Phoebe's idea.

Dress as your favorite romance genre.

Can't wait to hear you
read your porny porn

that we've been waiting
on pins and needles for.

It's not porn.

I mean, it's romance, but...

I'm so nervous reading it out loud.

It's like reading a list
of your dirtiest secrets.

Chill. It's gonna be awesome.

God.

You know what is gonna be awesome?

Modahaus, our double date.

Tomorrow night, 7:00 p.m.

Okay, wait. Hello?

Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo.

Oh, my God!

What is happening?

Why did nobody give me the memo

- for the sexy genre outfit?
- Look at you, amazing.

We wanted to surprise you.

Oh, my God.

Okay, when is the reading?

- Babs.
- Oh, a-after a wine.

I want you guys hammered so
you can't see my hands trembling

- when I'm reading.
- I can't, I can't.

I have an early flight. I
do not want to be hungover.

- God, that looks so good.
- Right.

Gemma Sacco's mountain retreat.

I saw that in the style section.

How's Stutter McGee
prepping for three full days

- on non-stop socializing?
- Be nice.

Be nice. He's gonna be fine.

- JD's gonna be just fine.
- Mm-hm.

I'm sorry. Wait, hold!

- Who do you think it is?
- I have no idea, I have no idea.

Oh, my gosh. Let me guess.

Oh!

- What!
- Oh, bow down!

- No!
- What!

- Oh, my!
- My word!

Fifty shades of what!

- Thank you, thank you.
- Whoo!

- I do it for the people.
- Bow down.

- Bow down.
- Thank you.

How is it possible? How is it possible?

You, go, put this on.

- Do it, go!
- You're gonna die.

- Oh.
- Bam.

- Thank you, mistress.
- Yeah!

Thank you, mistress.

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So how is Frumpkis doing down there?

He hasn't broken out yet,
por favor dios.

So far so good.

Well, New Mexico seems like
a good place to rehabilitate.

Driest state in America.
Perfect place to dry out.

It's not Frump I'm worried about.

He's in good hands.

I'm just freaking out about my kid.

You should have seen
the parade of horrors

that she wrote to Lilly on Instagram.

It's that bad?

Oh, remember Shelley Duvall, when

she finally reads Nicholson's
book in "The Shining"?

Oh, my gosh. Yoo-hoo.

It's her terribly genetic legacy

finally bearing fruit.

Oh, come on, that's not true.

No, I'm an asshole!

I made another asshole.

Cut yourself a break, Jo.

You and Zooey had a
really difficult year.

I mean, Frumpkis?

All that Scott stuff? So much drama.

What is the common thread? It's me.

It's me, that's it. No more excuses.

I gotta stop spinning around
like the Tasmanian Devil.

I've got to fix myself
and calm down for my kid.

Can I make a suggestion?

Please.

Have you ever heard of "The Tao of Rex"?

- No.
- Yeah.

It's this new exercise thing.
It mixes boxing and meditation.

Gets all your aggression
out while you connect

with your spiritual interior.

I know how that sounds.

I don't think you do know how it sounds.

- No, I do.
- Beyond bullshit.

You also burn a shit-ton of calories.

- Okay, less bullshit.
- And get super cut.

Less bullshit. How much does it cost?

Whatever you do, do not sign a thing.

I have a client at Legal Aid.

She's suing her gym.

They won't let her out of her contract.

I know.

I'm fighting the fights
that really matter, people.

How many hours do you have left, Delia?

A million.

And I got to work late hours at
the firm to catch up on my caseload.

I'm going there tonight.

- In that?
- No.

I am not. I don't want to
provoke he who shall not be named.

Ooh, suddenly-single
Albert hasn't made a move?

No, but I can feel him sniffin' around.

- The dog.
- Mm-hmm.

I've gotta finally
meet this stud muffin.

Me too. Heard so much about him,
I feel like I know the shit bag.

Hey, ladies!

What?

Take me out to the ballgame.

Ooh!

- Oh, my.
- Oh, yes.

- I got it, strike!
- Nice.

"'There's a line right here,
in this room,' he said.

"His admission threw her
heart into fast-forward.

"He was acknowledging their attraction,

"but also pleading, do
not cross that line.

"'I understand,' she croaked.

"And there it was,

"the rush of sensation.

"His breath made the air move.

"Throbbing, and his body glistened,

"as she walked slowly into the room.

"Slow, deep, desperate.

"'Damn it!' she heard him say.

"And with that, the moment was gone."

That's the end of the first chapter.

I'm sorry, was this
just totally misguided?

- No!
- Are you kidding me?

What are you talking... go
on, go on, go on, please.

- Really?
- Yeah!

Come on, you would tell me if I'm crazy.

No, you're not crazy.

The floor where I'm
sitting is wet, come see.

Oh, my God, no, I'll
take your word for it.

I just had no idea if I was delusional.

Abby, look at me.

It's good.

You goddamn bitch.

You are gonna be the next E.L. James!

Yeah!

Hey.

Abby McCarthy, you slutty
little slut face full of dicks,

I came twice last
night reading your book.

Oh.

Um, what... does that mean you liked it?

Loved!

Really? Well, that's great.

So are we here to talk timeline?

Or, I mean, I'm assuming
that you want to...

- Publish it?
- Yeah.

Duh. I'm thinking, maybe 2018?

Spring? Or '19?

Oh, okay, well, I mean,

that just seems like a ways away.

Well, I gotta toss
it up the power chain,

get feedback from the
boss people, you know.

- Mm-hmm, right, yes.
- Like a process play out.

- And I have a few thoughts.
- Okay.

First things first, baseball.

Oh, I know, right? I got so inspired.

Didn't love.

Oh, you didn't love baseball?

But I had a lightbulb moment.

"Outlander."

Historical porn.

Hot!

Um, okay, well, Melissa,

um, baseball is sort of
the heart of what excited me

- about this book, you know?
- Mmhmm, mm-hmm.

It's... it's what I connected to.

- Mm-hmm.
- It's what I've been through...

It is my personal experience.

Abby, I think you really
have something special here.

- Yes.
- The characters are great.

I mean, the sex is bananas.

Let's just talk about
changing the backdrop.

It's surgical.

Okay, surgical.

So, can you give this
new direction a shot?

Huh?

Uh...

Holy moly.

Gemma, she knows how to buy a house.

Holy shit! You made it!

- Yeah.
- You're here.

I know, hi.

Everyone!

Phoebe and JD... come, come, come.

- Phoebe, uh, this is Mikalah.
- Hi.

- And this is Matteo.
- Hi, how you doing?

- Tori, Tal, Terry...
- Hello.

Sal, Zinc... short for Zinqueline, yeah.

Hi. Oh, that's sweet.

Everyone, this is my beloved P and J.

- Hey.
- How you doing?

Uh, I suck at names.

Sorry... sorry in advance.
I'll be asking a lot.

Your work, JD, Gemma's been showing us.

Truly, uh, divine.

Thanks. Uh... Gemma's
been very supportive.

And Phoebe tells me that
her collection's incredible.

She's got a Chuck
Close in the other room.

Chuck Close?

Uh, it's a minor Close,
but still mesmerizing.

Are you a Close fan?

He was a big inspiration.

Well, come on.

Yeah, everyone, go, relax, have fun.

- Oh, JD's in heaven.
- Yeah.

I knew he would be.

That's just, you know,
the magic of this place.

Actually, that's one of
my favorites right there.

Wow.

My former cultural
attach� picked it out.

Cultural attach�?

Is that a real job for real people?

That is...

Well, actually, I need help having
such refined, amazing tastes.

There's an opening. It's yours.

What?

Gemma, I...

I mean, you travel with
me, you pick out art.

Help me find other
projects to invest in.

I know you're Damien
Fields' girl, but...

I am a freelance consultant at best.

So, yes?

Uh, I'd be honored.

Sounds like an unbelievable opportunity.

It is. You're a lucky bitch.

Now come with me, I got other
people I need you to meet.

- Don't tell them... oh, my God.
- All right, so I walk over.

Abby's crouched down in the parking lot

with her pants down to her ankles.

That is a lie.

I was totally belting up.

You looked mortified,

but weirdly proud, like...

- I was not proud.
- "Yeah, I just did that."

It was shame.

Also relief.

Okay, how have I never
heard this story before?

I don't know, I think
I just repressed it.

Do the pride/horror face.

Pride/horror face, I was like...

Abby, you should be
proud, because you tapped

into a very important life lesson there.

When you gotta go, you gotta go.

Thank you very much.

So what about you?
Have you ever, you know,

peed in public?

Darrell's not like that, Abby.

He's very classy.

He's taking me to the
Hollywood Bowl next week.

Oh, we...

Dudamel is conducting the LA Phil.

Duda...

man, you're making me look bad.

So, Barbara, Abby told me

you're going on job
interviews. How's that rolling?

Down a hill.

Another rejection today.

But I've got two more
lined up for tomorrow.

Hopes are not high.

Woman, you need to quit that.

You've got a boatload
of interviews coming up

and that's huge.

When it's the right
thing, it's gonna happen.

Thank you for saying that.
That is what I keep saying.

I'm telling you, you're gonna
be one year into your next

awesome job and I'm still
gonna be rewriting my book.

Abby wrote this seriously sexy novel.

It's this baseball-romance hybrid thing.

And this crazy lady told her

to take out all the damn baseball.

Baseball?

A romance novel?

- Is it about...
- Uh, no.

No, no.

It's, um, you know,

uh, it's not... I mean...
us, our thing, it's, uh,

that sort of inspired it, but

it's not about you and me, per se.

It's... it's fiction.

Well...

guess the, uh, next round is on me.

No, man, you got the last one.

Darrell, please.

Sit down, Darrell.

And that's the key.

Let go of the outcome.

Hi.

I'm, uh, here to check out your class.

Looking to sign up. Maybe.

Okay.

Why are you interested in this work?

I'm an asshole.

And, uh, I'd like to
be less of an asshole.

Okay then. Very admirable.

Thank you.

The Tao of Rex is all about

using the body to help get
out all that... aggression.

Okay.

Combined with meditation,

the goal is to create a space inside

and let yourself just be.

Okay, blah, blah, blah,
spiritual, spiritual.

Um, how does it work? What's the game?

Well... we ask that

- everyone go by a nickname.
- Uh-huh.

Keep work and family talk to a minimum.

That way, no outside
stress enters this room.

And the price tag?

- 150 per session.
- Jesus H...

But... your first session is free,

as a trial.

You try us, we try you.

I get to hit people, right?

I thought the majors
were full of puritans.

I'm telling you, man, it gets crazy

what goes down with those...

I know, I can't even imagine,
like, all those women that

are just sort of like
"Oh, my God, you're..."

Um, what is happening?

Hm?

Uh, it's just... my ex.

I gotta go. Sorry.

Kid stuff.

Oh, really? Did somebody get hurt?

No, no one's hurt, it's just... stuff.

- Oh, oh.
- Family drama.

Of course, yes... Go!

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

- I'll make it up to you.
- Okay.

Barbara, Darrell, sorry about this.

- Hey, good to meet you, man.
- You too.

Well...

it's obvious that our
waitress has abandoned us.

So I'm gonna take
another trip to the bar.

Would you ladies like anything?

Yes, can I get another beer please?

Oh, yeah, I would like
another ros�, Darrell,

thank you very much.

I'll be right back.

Uh, wow, he is awesome.

- Oh, he's a good one, right?
- Yeah.

And you know I love me some Mike Brady.

Like, I already see you
guys in your TV boxes.

"Here's a story..."

Yeah.

Although, that was a bit...

Uh, yeah, it was abrupt, I know.

But he's got a lot of
stuff going on at home.

I mean at his... mm... previous home.

I'm sure.

Where is he in his divorce?

He is getting one.

Yeah, but are they done negotiating?

Have they signed the papers?
Have they gotten the papers?

Where are they in the process?

- Uh...
- And what about custody?

I know the stuff with
kids is a little messy...

I don't actually know
all that stuff, okay?

And you're not asking. Why?

Because every time I press him,

he shuts down or changes the subject

or, you know, we have sex.

He's very good at that.

Didn't you guys just get over that whole

"him not telling you he was
still living at home" drama?

Yes. And he got his own place.

And he has been trying very hard.

And he told the kids
that he's moving out.

You know, they'll just...
it'll work itself out.

Work itself out?

Abby, you're dating
the man now, for reals.

You have a right to know
what's going on in his life.

And he will open up to me about it.

Soon.

I'm just... I'm playing
a long game here.

But, Sir Drake,

what would our Lord think?

Quiet, wench.

I do not care.

_

_

Can I just say that I love the magazine?

I start flipping through my "Wings Up"

as soon as I get on a plane.

Well, that's what we like to hear.

Well, look, you have a ton
of editorial experience.

SheShe for eight years.

Eight great years at SheShe.

I learned so, so much.

So tell me...

where do you see yourself in five years?

That is a great question.

Well, um, let me see.

Um, I'd love to be further
up the editorial ladder.

Uh, perhaps overseeing
my own department.

Maybe...

You okay?

Yeah, I'm...

You want to know the truth?

I have no freaking idea
where I'll be in five years.

I hope I'm in a job that I like,

something that fulfills me...

instead of being in
someone else's office,

answer some... no
offense... bullshit question

about where I think
I'll be in five years.

Because if that is my situation,

then someone better put me
out of my friggin' misery.

Here's what I do know, Stuart,

I am smart, hardworking.

I have crawled through the
shit in my life and career

and come out on the other side
because I am tough as nails,

unlike those infants waiting
to talk to you out there.

So... hire me, don't hire me,

it's your move, Stu.

But I do appreciate being considered.

So, how's the rewrite coming along?

The duke get busy with the duchess yet?

What? Oh.

No, they still hate each other.

And I hate them.

I just am not... feeling it.

And my daughter flirting
with her boyfriend over there

probably isn't helping.

Boyfriend? Wow.

It is official.

Jo.

Jo.

I'm good. I am so good.

I'm feeling really Zen.

I'm just a no-drama mama right now.

- It's The Tao of Rex.
- Yeah?

You draw blood in the ring,

you have peace at home.

It's really, really helping.

Wow.

Mm-hmm.

One more round for my new job.

Sorry, chickadees, I gotta bolt.

- Really? Aww.
- Yes.

My sensei... mwuah...

he wants me on nine hours of sleep

while I work on my solar plexus chakra.

See, more sleep means less cranky.

Barbara, congrats on the new job.

Um, okay, good night, warrior.

Thanks, sweetheart.

Bye.

Aww, it's a nice night.

Yeah.

By the way, thank you.

Thank me? You're the one that

paid for all these drinks.

For helping me get the job.

Oh, come on, you got yourself
that job fair and square.

True, but a couple of years ago,

I would have rolled over and
taken that shit from Mitchell.

Yes.

Stayed at SheShe till I dropped dead.

Yes.

But then, you came along...

and your sense of entitlement

rubbed off on me I guess?

And now here I am,

working at an in-flight magazine.

Hey, hey, hey,

it's a very good job.

And way to... way to bury that

insult in the middle of that
compliment. Thank you very much.

- That's just how I roll.
- Yeah.

Speaking of SheShe, did you hear?

They lost the Mucker lawsuit!

85 million...

- In punitive damages.
- 85...

Million.

Holy shit. Are you serious?

SheShe is going down.

Yeah.

We dodged a bullet.

Oh, yea... you know what?

It's not very nice to high-five

other people's misfortunes, so.

Yeah, but...

okay, you know what? You're right.

But it feels kind of nice.

Isn't it good?

Yeah, okay.

I just wish my own shit

were, you know, in a better place.

Your book is hot.

Tell that little Melissa

to sit down somewhere.

She's my editor, you know.

I... even if I did, I push

and then we have to compromise,

find, you know, some
place in the middle.

And then the whole book
becomes this diffuse thing.

It's like...

garble of everyone's ideas, a muddle.

Then don't publish it as a book.

Anthologize it.

People will eat it up,

and they'd have to wait
for the next chapter

to achieve full orgasm.

Yeah.

Maybe. I don't know.

You don't sound super enthused.

- Mm.
- Isn't that what you want?

For people to read your sexy sex book?

I don't... I don't...
you know, I thought I did.

I was just... I was feeling so empowered

and now I feel...

de-powered,

un-powered,

dis-empowered.

You know, I...

I'm... I'm lost.

You'll find it, peanut.

I got faith.

We are so excited to have you, Barbara.

You're a real get for us.

Well, it's great to be gotten.

Uh, we need your fresh POV.

You know, corporate's pushing us to take

Wings Up to the next level.

- To broaden our appeal.
- By broaden you mean...

get distro at more airlines?

Nah! We wanna break out
of the whole airplane box.

But you're an in-flight magazine.

If we can get people in-flight
and people not in-flight,

- that's...
- Oh, everyone.

Everyone! Exciting, right?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Ah, here we are. Uh, your new home.

Home sweet home.

Ms. Banai, you work too hard.

- You never leave this cave.
- Oh, yes. My little cave of dreams.

Except between 2:00 and 4:00
in the afternoon.

And how goes the community service?

Fine. I, uh...

got this today.

- Ooh.
- Mm-hmm.

A thank you note.

From Margarita Lopez.

Well, sorry to say...

this might be your
last handwritten note.

A friend of mine knows the
judge down in Palm Springs.

Called in a favor.

So... no more legal aid for you.

Albert, why... I didn't ask you to...

What, I can't do something
nice just because?

We can't have one of our
top dogs distracted, okay?

That's all.

I have a bottle of 18-year-old
Scotch sitting on my desk.

It's a gift from a client.

Now, it's not a handwritten
thank you note, but...

Wanna come have a drink?

Catch up?

Oh, no, you shouldn't have.

No, take it.

It's just

a little something, something.

A housewarming.

Abby.

- No big whoop.
- All right, all right.

Ooh. Um, I also got you a small one

'cause I didn't know if
you were a big bread guy

- or a little bread guy...
- Little bread?

Come on, now.

- Forget this ever happened.
- Yeah.

Thank you.

And I am so sorry I fell off
the face of the Earth like that.

Not fair to you at all.

Yeah, I... I get it.

So how's everything with the kids?

Taking it hard. Harder than we thought.

- Me moving out.
- Yeah.

- Well, it is hard.
- Yeah.

I ended up having to sleep at
home the last couple nights,

but... it's my first night back here

since I bailed on our almost dinner.

And I am happy to be
spending it with you.

Oh, that is our food.

I got us Vietnamese.
Hope you're a pho fan.

I am a big pho fan. For sho!

So I started drawing.
Just grabbed some paper

and a pen and went, and
that was the first time.

Well, I love everything
about that story... love.

It's like learning how a
superhero got his powers.

Molly?

Yeah. Thank you.

Um, hey, babe?

Maybe not a good idea.

I mean, Molly can be a wild ride,

and... you've never done anything.

Well...

I've always wanted to try a drug.

- Okay.
- Whoo!

Let's get this party
started, huh, party people?

Ow!

Cheers.

You, I can't wait to
get your pants off later.

Yo, P!

Girly girl.

Yeah.

It's my my mountain retreat bacchanals.

It would tend to have a "let's see where

the night takes us" kinda flow.

Comprende?

Right, comprendo. Totally, I get it.

Whoo!

Yep.

Yeah! Whoo! Whoo!

Babe. Babe!

Hey, so it turns out
this party is moving in

a little bit of a group sex direction.

Yeah.

- I picked up on that.
- Yeah.

- Orgy!
- Yeah.

That's a funny word.

Orgy! Orgy! Orgy!

Can you stop saying that word so loud?

Why don't we go back to the
room and just call it a night?

When in Rome...

Right?

Yeah.

God, I still feel so bad
about how I fleeced that guy.

- No, you don't.
- You're right, I don't.

He emotionally abused that
woman. He deserved that.

Or at least that's what
I tell myself, right?

Whatever it takes to win.

- Isn't that the truth?
- Mm-hmm.

I miss this.

You and me, swapping war stories.

Things kinda went off the rail, huh?

Mm, that's the
understatement of the century.

Fine. We blew up the rails.

With dynamite.

Or... I did.

Ugh.

Can't believe I sent
those photos to Gordon.

I mean, I'm an animal, but
that was... that was nuts.

We're both nuts.

We are both nuts.

I... haven't felt myself.

Maybe I'm more myself.

Some cold, soulless
butterfly emerging from a...

what does a butterfly emerge from?

- A chrysalis.
- Sure, yeah, one of those.

- Hey.
- Hm?

That's not who you are.

Cold and soulless. That's not you.

Thanks.

I should go.

I have a thing later.

Uh, well, thanks...

for the drink.

Peace.

Peace.

Sorry about no table. I'm working on it.

Yeah.

- You okay? You seem quiet.
- Mm-hmm.

I'm good.

Except, um... no, I'm good.

What? Except what? Tell me.

Okay, um...

Let me just preface this
by saying I understand

your situation, you know,
with your ex and your kids.

And I know that it's really hard.

- Abby.
- Really hard.

I know you do. You've been great.

You spent two nights at
home, and that's concerning.

- Concerning?
- Yeah, and never mind

the fact that you
actually called it home.

Which is unsettling.

Um... What should I have called it?

- Colette's house?
- I don't really, uh...

know what you should call
it. And please don't be glib.

This is... I'm really
serious about this.

I can tell and...

- I'm not being glib.
- I don't even know

where you're at in your divorce.

- Have you guys even filed?
- We're in it.

W-we're taking a break, a short one,

just till things calm down.

Calm down.

Well, that... that can
be a little bit of a wait.

Can you back off a minute?

- I just moved out.
- No, you didn't.

You rented a box with a bathroom

where you can have pho
with your girlfriend.

That's not fair.

No, it is not fair to either one of us.

Look, Mike, here in the weeds,

you know, it's crazy time.

When... when Jake left,
somebody said to me

I should just write off the next year

because people going through
a divorce are certifiable.

- For some people... not me.
- Oh, really?

Because you... you disappear,
you hide things from me.

Colette texts you, like, 20 times a day.

These things take time. You know that.

Yes, and when I was where
you're at, I destroyed a man.

You know, Jake and I got
back together and then we...

Colette and I are over.

We're over.

Is that all this is about?

All?

Jesus, Mike. Don't minimize this.

You don't even talk to me.

You don't tell me how you feel.

I'm sad.

I'm so God damn sad.

I know.

And I wanna help you and I wanna fix it.

And I can't.

You know, I just got out of crazy time.

And you're about to go through
it and you... you can't not

- go through crazy time...
- Abby, don't do this.

Don't spook. What you
and I have is good.

It's great.

It's rare.

And that's why we should stop.

Now.

Don't worry. We're gentle.

I can't.

Phoebe, Phoebe, wait, wait.

Wait, wait, look. We don't have to.

- Not if you're not comfortable.
- Bullshit.

You knew I wasn't comfortable.

You think I am? That
back there, that was...

I don't even know what that was.

You were the one who
wanted to come here.

Adapt, fit in, when in
Rome. Those were your words.

So that's what that was back there?

That was just you proving a point?

Getting back at me?

I am trying to make you happy.

I am happy.

JD, you always make me happy.

Ever since Ralf... cut off the alimony,

it's like you're... you're
pulling away from me.

Like you... you blame me.

That is not true.

I love you, JD.

- You know that, right?
- Yes.

- And I love you, too.
- Then that's it.

That's everything.
Then we love each other.

And yeah, it's been a little
bit of a bumpy transition, but...

Yeah, and at the first bump
you go and find yourself

a Gemma Sacco who makes
you feel safe again.

Gemma is my friend.

She is our friend.

And she's been nothing
but amazing to me.

And I wasn't gonna say anything
till it was official, but...

she offered me a job.

To be her cultural attach�.

That... it doesn't even
sound like a real thing.

It is a real thing.

And Gemma and these people, they...

they are good for our careers.

Oh, my God. Stop making this about work.

This is not about work.
This is about you... you...

you are not trying to process anything.

You... you already hired back Martita.

- Where are you going?
- Back home, back to L.A.

Back to reality. Jesus,
when L.A. is reality,

you know that you're pretty far gone.

I hear you, but we cannot just leave.

Yes, we can.

And I have to.

And I really hope that
you decide to come with me.

Well.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I never should have let it go this far.

- Us.
- Then why did you?

Because you're hard
to resist, Mike Brady.

Maybe this doesn't have
to be good-bye for good.

Maybe...

Waiting for the timing to be right?

There's no guarantees.

We could miss it.

I know.

Good night...

two-eight's mom.

Good night.

Mom?

You look weird.

Oh, well, it's been a weird night.

Something happen?

Yes. You can say that.

I don't wanna wait anymore.

I don't wanna miss it.

I have to do something.

Now.

Where are you going?

Uh... I have to talk to...

Charlie's already sleeping.
Don't go anywhere.

I'll be back in a few hours. I love you.

Ah.

Wow!

Yeah!

Okay, everyone. Water break.

In the meditation room. Five minutes.

All right.

- Hey!
- Ah.

Bald Eagle, right? Great match.

I'm sorry I had to beat
the living crap out of you.

Ah, ah... Don't apologize.

Yeah.

- What's your name again?
- Puerto Rican Puma.

- Puerto Rican Puma?
- Uh-huh.

- Cheers.
- Oh, thanks, man.

Hi, this is Delia Banai.
I was just calling

to schedule my hours this week.

Yes, I know that my
requirement has been lifted,

but I thought I'd come in anyway.

Help out.

Okay, let me check.

Mm-hmm...

- Hey, come in.
- Hey.

I don't know how much time we have.

I don't know when my mom's coming back.

Abby. What are you doing here?

Two words:

Lady Parts.

- Okay, are you cracking up?
- No.

Since our talk, since last night,

I have been... I've been trying
to figure out what I want.

I am so tired of
answering to other people.

To the Mitchells and to the Kats

and to the Melissas.

SheShe is going down.

And that just opens up a lane for us.

For me and you to start our own website.

And it won't be anything like SheShe is,

because the people that run
that have no imagination,

and we do.

And I want us to start
a site for real women.

Women our age. All
the good, all the bad.

All the parts.

Lady Parts.

I really wanna take
advantage of this right now.

So, I can't do this by myself.

I need you.

What do you say?

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