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♪ Well, I don't know Why
I came here tonight ♪

♪ Got the feelin' That
somethin' ain't right ♪

♪ I'm so scared In case I fall off my chair ♪

♪ And I'm wondering How
I'll get down the stairs ♪

♪ And there's clowns to the
left of me Jokers to the right ♪

♪ Here I am Stuck in the middle with you ♪

♪ Yes, I'm stuck in the middle with you ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

Negative gun energy may not stay.

I release you and send you on your way.

Go on now. Get out of here. On your way.

I'm not done yet.

Negative gun energy, I banish
thee, and is my word so mote it be!

Mote? Don't you mean "might"?

"Might"? Grace, no, no.

It's "mote."

You'd be laughed right out of the coven.

What does "mote" mean?

Might.

- Are we done?
- Almost.

- Ah... Ah...
- Oh, don't... Why do you do that?!

I've told you, it's
dangerous to hold a sneeze in.

I'm not a pretty sneezer.

Well, the face you make holding
it in isn't pretty, either.

Well, thanks for telling me.

That's what I'm here for.

We have saged every inch of this house.

You told me when we were through

we could go over the talking
points for our interview.

I know.

I've done my homework about all our
talking points and I've got a plan.

Oh, what is it?

We're gonna wing it.

We're not winging anything.

We're going to over-prepare and
then act like we're winging it.

To each her own.

So mote it be.

I'm gonna take a shower.
I smell like a brush fire.

I'm gonna purify this chair

because it would've been the last
thing I saw before you shot me.

- Ah... Ah... Ah...
- Let it out! Let it out. Let it out.

- What's the matter? Are you okay?
- My back!

Oh, God. What can I do?

- No, no, no! Don't do that!
- Here.

- Let me get you into a chair.
- No!

On the floor! The floor!

Oh, wait. Oh...

- Ah! Yes.
- You all right?

What?

Oh, my back, back, back!

That's not funny.

I'm serious!

Oh, don't go down.

- Oh, I'm going!
- Don't go down!

- I'm going!
- Don't go down!

- Oh, I'm down.
- No.

Oh. I thought you were going to
breakfast with Brianna and Mallory.

I am, but they don't
have Pop-Tarts there.

- So you're gonna sit there and not eat?
- No, I'm gonna eat.

- Ate the last one, huh?
- No, I did not.

I... went to the store.

Good. When you're done with them
you can live in the empty boxes.

Look, man... I'm looking
for a place, okay?

I've got ten solid leads right now.

- Leads?
- Yeah.

Looking for an apartment
or trying to solve a crime?

Maybe both. Some of these
places are a little sketchy.

But I'm all over it, man.

Well, do you need any
help? Because, uh...

I'm good at this kind
of stuff and you're...

- I'm good at this kind of stuff.
- I've got it covered. Okay?

Ye of little faith.

Hot! Hot, fuck.

I always forget.

What just happened?

I believe we've fallen
and we can't get up.

No, my back. What just
happened to my back?

You hurt it trying to help me.

I just read an article about
how this happens all the time.

There was this guy who was trying
to get his wife out of a bathtub

and they both drowned.

Oh, that is a terrible story!

Oh, it gets worse.

I expect this kind of thing
from my wrists and my ankles

and my knees...

and my hips.

But my back was never
like those assholes.

I wouldn't do that.

This isn't gonna work for me, Frankie.

We have a meeting with Marla at 4:00.

Oh, no.

If your pain could
talk, what would it say?

It just said, "Ah!"

Oh, that's muscle pain.

Mine is a disc problem,
which is way worse.

I thought you were against
competitive victimization.

Only when I'm losing.

Where's your Skeflaxin?

In my studio with my Tiger
Balm and my Backnobber III.

Hell, your Backnobber
III is at the bottom

of the pool with your Backnobber II.

Okay, it's in my studio
with my Tiger Balm.

Look, we're gonna have to get somebody
over here to get us some drugs,

get us off the floor, and
maybe put on our lipstick.

Oh, you don't have to
put on lipstick for me.

For the meeting...

with the website that
took me weeks to schedule!

Oh, you are a tenacious
little prairie dog.

Hey, where's your phone?

Over there.

Oh, you're gonna have
to be more specific.

In my studio. Next to my
Skeflaxin and Tiger Balm.

You'll pass the landline on your way.

You might as well stop and use that.

That's the best idea you've had
since Irish coffee popsicles.

I don't want to miss
the meeting, either.

You're in my path. I'm going
to have to roll over you.

Oh, you know me, I'll try anything once.

Oh... Ah!

- Oh, God.
- Ow! Ow!

One of your bones is jabbing my breast.

Yeah, well right back at you, sister.

- Oh, Grace.
- What?

I probably don't say this often
enough, but you are a striking woman.

Oh, thank you.

Look at this beautiful fruit salad.

I've really outdone my bad self.

Oh, yeah? Check this out.

Gorgeous.

This is shaping up to
be a very gay brunch.

Might as well go all
the way. Wine spritzers?

Maybe we should butch it
up with some Bloody Marys.

Not with your heartburn, we can't.

Ah, no. Of course not.

We'll just leave out the horseradish.

And the tomato juice. And the hot sauce.

- Yeah, we'll leave those out, too.
- Then it's just vodka.

That's all I really wanted.

Did you really have heartburn last
night or was it something else?

Sweetheart, it was just a bad night.

Trust me, it wasn't you.
I just wasn't feeling well.

- You sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.

I'll get it.

- John.
- Robert.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

- Sol.
- John.

Oh, God, your house is beautiful.

Thank you. Thank you
guys for having me over.

Well, I think the rule is...

when you burst in and start screaming

like a crazy person at an ex-priest

who's only giving water
to his golden retriever,

you gotta have that man over for brunch.

Well, I'm glad to be here.

But can this mark the end of
the rambling apology calls?

- Absolutely.
- Probably not.

Are you gonna call 911?

911? God, no! That's for emergencies.

Oh, then I'll check
back with you tomorrow.

- What about Jacob?
- No, no, no.

He thinks I'm a powerful goddess.

- He can't see me like this.
- Oh, God.

So we'll call your boys.
Isn't that what sons are for?

No, I can't call Coyote.
He doesn't have a car.

And as you know, Bud is not
in the mood for enmeshment.

Plus, his back is not great.

What about your girls?

My girls just told me
I was at the age when

children start caring for parents.

I will not prove them right.

Well, we'll just have to
call Rudy at Rudy's Pizza.

If you don't mind, I'd prefer
Rudy not see me like this.

Oh, believe me. He's seen worse.

You think I've never
been stuck in the tub?

Uh, Frankie...

this is the TV remote.

Oh, great. I could use some
River Monsters right about now.

Why is the TV remote
in the phone cradle?

So I'll remember where it is.

Well, how do you remember
where the phone is?

With great difficulty.

In case you haven't noticed,

people don't even know who
we are or what we are selling.

This meeting is the first
chance we've had at distribution!

It's okay, I'm with you. Don't flip out.

Just hit the pager button
thingy on the base thingy.

Fuck me in the eye.

The thing is, guys, I can't
argue with anything Bud said.

What about the stuff he
said about your music?

He said he can't argue
with it. Let's just...

No, he's right about everything.

Yes, it's time I find my own
place. I need to get my own life.

Hey, you're only 35. I
mean, what's the rush?

Okay, there has to be some
place decent in your price range.

Oh, you bet.

Fo sho. Checking out a
great sitch this afternoon.

What kind of sitch?

Well, it's the bottom floor
of an older gentleman's house,

and he asked me if I
enjoy giving back rubs.

Lucky for both of us, I do.

Okay. All right, my friend
Debbie has a brother named Kevin

and he lives with four guys in one
of those old Victorian shitholes.

What about your mom's yurt?

- It exploded.
- What?

Did you not hear about the explosion?

- It was on the news, right?
- Yeah.

How did I not know about this?

Anyway, I saw this ad this morning.

I thought I could go check that out.

"Albert 'The Duke'
Dukmejian's real estate.

The expert in affordable
alternative living."

I like "affordable," and
you're definitely "alternative."

Great, let's go check out this sitch.

Or, more likely, have a man named
"The Duke" show us his penis.

We can do a watermelon
spritzer, grapefruit spritzer...

- I can even do strawberry.
- What are you having?

- Just straight vodka.
- I'll have that.

Okay, I'll drink my fizzy wine alone.

- It is so peaceful back here.
- Yeah, yeah...

So, listen, when you
were in the confessional

did anyone ever tell you
about seeing, you know...

people who aren't there...

um, ghosts or apparitions, spirits even?

I was really hoping to talk
about the Chargers, but, uh...

go ahead, my son.

Okay. So last night, Sol and I...

Well, we were in the
bedroom and we were just a...

John. Sorry. Rocks or neat?

It doesn't matter, Sol,
just fill them up to the top.

Uh, rocks for me.

Everything okay?

Yeah, we're just talking
about the Chargers.

You know, football.

Oh, carry on.

Look, I know this sounds crazy...

but just as Sol and I
were about to, you know...

Again, I know it's crazy, but
I saw a vision of my mother.

Where?

She was sitting in her wheelchair,
right here in our bedroom.

That's crazy, right?

I'm guessing you haven't told Sol.

Oh, God, no. He'd want to talk
about it for days and days and days.

So why are you telling me?

Because you'll be
leaving here in an hour.

But why are you really telling me?

Listen, nothing like this has
ever happened to me before.

And you were a priest. I don't
know whether I need absolution

or if I should check
myself into a psych ward.

I'm sure whatever's going
on with you can be explained.

How about them Chargers?!

Every time I come out here you're
huddled in some secret conversation!

What the hell is going
on between you two?

This quiche better be good.

Oh!

Oh, man!

Oh, honey, why don't you crawl
over here and forage with me?

We're floor people now.

Look, I found some
peppermints and two pennies.

You can put them on top
of my eyelids when I die.

The peppermints. And by
the way, if I go first,

you have permission to eat me.

But not my face.

I don't understand why
you're being so negative.

You know how important
meeting Marla is for us.

You're supposed to be my partner!

I am being your partner.

You're living in a dreamscape, Grace.

Even if you get to the phone,

it's too late to get
someone over here to help us

in time for the meeting.

I will not give up.

Fine! Then I will do it for you.

Ah!

What are you doing?

I'm cancelling the meeting.

- You wouldn't dare!
- Oh, wouldn't I?

- You don't know Marla's number.
- Oh, don't I?

Or did I write it and
the address of her office

on my forearm because you always
say I'm so sucky with navigation?

Ha!

Beep, beep! Eat my floor dust!

Ah!

Don't you dare cancel
that meeting, Frankie.

Well, this is very Making
A Murderer, isn't it?

- A boat!
- Hey, howdy, folks.

Come on in. Have a look-see.

Don't worry, I chained that dog up.

Albert "the Duke" Dukmejian.

- All right. Coyote.
- Coyote.

- Mallory.
- Hello, Mallory.

- And Brianna.
- Hi, Bree.

- Brianna.
- Brianna.

Well, feel free to look around, folks.

Everything here is for
sale, including this jacket.

I am digging that jacket.

I knew we were too far off the freeway.

Can we please get the hell
out of here? I smell meth.

We drove all the way here.
Let's at least look around.

- Okay?
- Yeah. Okay.

I think I might have partied in this.

Oh, Jesus.

Do you want to live in this food truck?

Well...

it does have a big kitchen.

- Oh, my God, you guys!
- Run! It's too late for Mallory!

No, come here. This is awesome.

Scared the shit out of me.

Look!

Oh, dear Lord, it's a tiny house.

Is this for little people?

No! Don't you ever
watch Tiny House Hunters?

You know how I feel about tiny houses.

What do you have against tiny houses?

What don't I have against tiny houses?

Look, I'm all for sustainable living,

I don't need some smug,
whimsy-loving tiny-house fascist

making me feel guilty because I
don't care to sleep sitting up!

- That's harsh.
- Oh, is it?

Or is "harsh" cooking Brussels
sprouts on your stove-top

and then hot-boxing yourself
to death with your own farts?

Know what show I wanna watch?
Tiny House Hunters Hunters!

I love this tiny porch.

And it's going to make it look
like I've got a lot of stuff.

Yeah.

Hey, Duke, is this for sale?

Everything's for sale!

I'm never coming over.

- I'm getting to that phone first.
- No.

- No, you can't.
- What do you mean, "no"? Yes!

Listen to your limits.

I'm not gonna give up.

Let go of me.

- We're gonna do this.
- That's your hat, joke's on you!

Grace, no.

Ah! Aah!

The only lunatic at
this table is me, Sol.

When you saw your mother,
was she... in bed with us?

Oh, God, no.

But, like, my face
wasn't her face, was it?

No, but thanks for
putting that in my head.

You know, in answer to
your question from before,

I've heard lots of stories
like that in the confessional.

It's not all that uncommon.

See that?

Of course you conjured your mother.

That was a very hard
visit you had with her,

so it makes perfect
sense that it rattled you.

He came out to his mother.

I think you buried the lead
here. She's still alive?

You can't kill what's already dead.

What was that like? How did it go?

Well, I've had better
times with the IRS.

Will you walk me through
what happened last night?

When you saw her did she say anything?

She didn't have to. I knew she was
thinking, "See you in hell, Bobby."

She really thinks you're going to hell?

Mother was a big believer
in the fire and brimstone.

What about you? Do you
think you're going to hell?

Of course he doesn't.

Robert?

I think some of the teachings of
the church cast very long shadows.

Right, but you don't actually believe in

an omnipotent God who
can send you to hell?

I don't know.

Do you really believe God's
angry when you eat lobster?

Yes, I do. But God isn't sending
me to burn for all of eternity.

Well, then I guess it's a
question of degrees, Sol.

I agree.

I've always thought

religion is most beneficial
when it's taken à la carte.

Look, I know that hell
isn't really a place.

But I don't know that, too.

There is this part of me, somewhere,

that believes hell is
exactly where I'm going.

But, if we're true to ourselves...

and love each other the way we do...

how can we be sinners?

I struggled with this too.

But a very wise priest gave
me another way to look at it.

The afterlife is how you're
remembered by the living.

Hitler was evil. He will
always be remembered as evil.

He's in hell.

Mother Teresa is holy and good.

She will always be remembered for that.

That's heaven.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

That's a really beautiful
way to look at it.

That really shakes everything up.

- You're welcome?
- Oh, yes. Thank you.

Oh, my sweet goyishe boy.

You two have nothing to worry about.
You'll both be remembered well.

Who doesn't love divorce lawyers?

Uh-oh.

Okay.

- Hey, man.
- Hey.

What's happening?

I got a place.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Where?

I bought a house, man.

- With... money?
- Yeah.

It's the coolest thing.

I found a tiny house.

- Like the ones Brianna hates? Ah!
- Yeah!

So this scores on a lot of levels.

So, uh, when do you leave?

Well... right now.

Like now-now?

Yeah, you wanted me out. I'm out.

Okay. I know, but, you know,
I just, uh... got us a pizza.

Oh.

Yeah. Well, I could
stay for one last meal.

What's the matter?

I don't know.

It's just fast and I thought, um...

Dude. Are you gonna miss me?

Yeah.

Yeah. I think I am.

Well, you know, I just
gave the down payment.

- I could go back...
- No! No! No, no, no.

Pizza and then I will help you
move this stuff out of here.

Can you even fit a full-size
pizza in that house?

- No. Personal pan only.
- Oh.

Thanks for having me over for dessert.

Thanks for everything
you've done for me.

Seriously.

- I mean, since we were kids.
- Ah!

You're my brother.

I'm glad Mom bought you.

I'm glad Mom bought you, too.

Where did you get that killer jacket?

Duke gave me a really good deal on it.

It's nice, right?

I think I owe him a couple of back rubs.

I am the winner!

Oh, you don't look like the winner.

More like Mother Time's mother.

You're right.

What is the matter with me?

Aah!

How can I run a business when
I can't even get off the floor?

My daughters are right.

I can't do this.

I'm old!

Before, when I was young...

there was this big oak
tree in the backyard.

I could shoot up that sucker faster
than any boy in the neighborhood.

The best part was
getting to the tippy-top

and looking down at the world.

You do love that.

When I was up there, I
thought I could do anything.

See, inside, I still feel
like that little girl...

but I know I'm just fooling myself.

Every day my body tries
to tell me how old I am...

but today is the first day I hear it.

It sure is a hard thing to hear.

I got a new bike on my ninth birthday.

I remember swerving
through the marching band...

at the Fourth of July parade.

Oh, they were so mad.

So you know what I mean.

I do.

- And that little girl is not gone.
- Don't even try.

Okay, I won't.

But I still see her in you...

when you're giving me shit
about being a sucky navigator...

or you're chucking
towels and hats at me.

Really?

You're still climbing trees.

Only now they're banks and incubators.

I wouldn't be your partner
if I didn't think you could

get us to the tippy-top.

Thank you, Frankie.

Thank you.

Give me the phone.

You calling Marla?

Nope. I just thought of who
could help us make our meeting.

Okay, I'm afraid I have a little
pinched nerve in my right shoulder,

so I'll have to use my left side.

Perfect. I've got sciatica on my
left side, so my right is better.

- Okay.
- Oh, my God.

Now, remember, to lift with
your legs, not with your back.

And bend your knees like so.

- Knees are shot, I'll leverage my ankles.
- That's not gonna work.

Will one of you geezers help
me up off this flipping floor?

Here we go. One, two, three.

- Are you okay?
- Not even close.

- But I am up.
- Hello?

Other ex-wife down over here.

- Grace, I have to ask you something...
- I don't think it's a disc.

- It's something muscular.
- Oh, good, good.

Listen, I know I wasn't in
any way your dream husband

or even a good one.

- What?
- But, listen to me. Please.

I just really hope that
someday, maybe after I'm gone,

you'll remember me well.

I know I'll always remember you

picking me up off the
floor. If that ever happens.

Here. Here we go.

Up. Upsy-daisy.

Yes!

Now, raise your hand if
you're good with lipstick.

Thank you so much, Marla,
for accommodating us.

Of course. Is everything all right?

Oh, sure! It's just we've
been running around today

because we overscheduled ourselves.

Plus, we wanted you to see our
headquarters and our wonderful wares.

I gotta say, I can't
wait to hear your story.

You guys are really impressive.

Of course we are!

We're Vybrant!

- Is it too hot?
- Shh.

♪ I don't really know Her destination ♪

♪ But I got a feeling I get to be your passenger ♪

♪ Sugar, let me be your passenger ♪

- ♪ Sugar, said I like the way ♪
- ♪ Like the way ♪

- ♪ Said I like the way ♪
- ♪ Like the way ♪

♪ You sail your ship down ♪

♪ Let me be your cargo
I won't wear you down ♪

♪ No, honey, I won't I want you ♪

- ♪ Sugar, said I like the way ♪
- ♪ Like the way ♪

- ♪ Said I like the way ♪
- ♪ Like the way ♪

♪ You sail your ship down
Let me be your cargo ♪

♪ I won't wear you down ♪

♪ No, honey I won't Wear you down ♪

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