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It can wait... please?

Hey! Hold on one second.

Yeah, I can be there in 10 minutes.

Twenty.

Text me the address.

Your dad says hi.

Fuck you.

Thank God you're here.

I know I probably sounded like a crazy person on the phone this morning.

I'm sure you didn't.

Hey!

I see someone didn't get the memo.

And what memo was that?

The change in today's dress code.

You're overdressed mister.

Way too many clothes...

Oh am I?

To be fair....

I think I am too.

Actually... there is something I need to talk about.

Talking is overrated.

I'm surprised your dad didn't send out a group chat yet.

He fired you? The hell, I...

Let me talk to him...

Let me talk to him... No, I...

deserved it.

What did you do?

I...

played a game, with the urgent call, this morning.

Mmmm, a game?

Yep.

Did she play along?

Actually... she started it.

A modern woman, I like it.

How'd it happen?

Well...

She was having a bad morning...

And I made it better.

She got grateful...

And really, really naked.

She was a mess when I got there...

I actually think I helped her self-esteem.

Pretty sure, I performed a service today.

Ok Florence Nightingale.

I've got a service I need performed.

Wait...

how did my dad find out?

Her husband has a fricken nanny-cam in there to watch her.

Oh my god...

I know, right?

Why would you do that though?

You know why.

It turns you on as much as me.

It turns you on as much as me. No!

Why would you do it at work?

We do it all the time at work.

That's not the point!

This isn't me or some stranger, this was work!

It's like you're asking for my dad to find out and fire you.

It's not like I can't find another job.

And another girlfriend?

What?

Are you seriously not getting this Tom?

We were about to have everything we wanted.

Sure, when... our relationship started...

the way it did....

we have to keep it a secret from my dad and... all that.

Things are different now.

We were going to tell him next week, after we signed our lease for our apartment.

Remember?

What does that have to do with any of this?

Tom... I... I can't.

I thought I could deal with all this...

all of you, but...

I just don't understand how your mind works.

Beyond the fact that it doesn't think of me when you do things like this.

Jenn...

I was telling the truth...

when I said that I was fine with...

Ok with everything...

with you, the games...

Then why are you acting like this?

I followed the rules, I didn't fucking cheat, nothing's changed!

Oh my God!

I am not going to my father all...

Guess what daddy?

I've been secretly dating Tom for months now.

You know Tom right?

The guy you fired for being a sexual deviant!

He would have a stroke...

He would have a stroke.... And I wouldn't blame him.

It's just...

We were so close Tom...

To having everything you said you wanted.

Jenn... hold on.

No.

♪ You're not my dream, but a very sexy nightmare ♪

♪ You're not a dream, but just my kind of nightmare ♪

♪ You're not a dream, but just my kind of nightmare ♪ Now you look like a man with a lot on his mind.

♪Can I buy you a drink? Help take a little off?

♪Thanks, but a... I’m not interested.

♪I'm not hitting on you. I just offered to buy you a drink.

♪ All the dreamers in the world tonight ♪ I'm not hitting on you. I just offered to buy you a drink.

♪ He and she out looking for Mr. Right ♪ I'm not hitting on you. I just offered to buy you a drink.

♪ He and she out looking for Mr. Right ♪ So your plan was to hit on me after I’ve been drinking?

♪ Not just looking to stay awake ♪ So your plan was to hit on me after I’ve been drinking?

♪ Feeling the touch that makes you shake ♪ So your plan was to hit on me after I’ve been drinking?

♪ Feeling the touch that makes you shake ♪ Would that increase my chances of success?

♪ I'm letting it unwind ♪ Would that increase my chances of success?

♪ You're dancing through my mind ♪

♪ You're dancing through my mind ♪ No, I'm still not interested.

♪ Let's go explore the night ♪ No, I'm still not interested.

♪ Let's go explore the night ♪

♪ Fantasy is taking flight ♪

♪ Fantasy is taking flight ♪ See, life was so much easier before the world evolved.

♪ We're frisking on the floor ♪ See, life was so much easier before the world evolved.

♪ Peeling off the clothes you wore ♪ See, life was so much easier before the world evolved.

♪ Peeling off the clothes you wore ♪ Now... you're just as likely to find a cute guy in a place like this

♪ I'm ready to drift away ♪ Now... you're just as likely to find a cute guy in a place like this

♪ Let's get that groove, oh! ♪ Now... you're just as likely to find a cute guy in a place like this

♪ Let's get that groove, oh! ♪ But, they're just as likely to be straight.

♪ You're not my dream, but a very sexy nightmare ♪ But, they're just as likely to be straight.

♪ You're not my dream, but a very sexy nightmare ♪ I didn't say I was straight, I just said I wasn’t interested.

♪ No, not a dream, but just my kind of nightmare ♪ I didn't say I was straight, I just said I wasn’t interested.

♪ No, not a dream, but just my kind of nightmare ♪ Ouch... was it something I said?

♪Ouch... was it something I said?

♪No, that was about free booze. I liked that part.

♪ Yeah ♪ No, that was about free booze. I liked that part.

♪No, that was about free booze. I liked that part.

♪

♪Then the offer still stands, even if there is nothing in it for me.

♪ A little fear never hurt no one ♪ Then the offer still stands, even if there is nothing in it for me.

♪ Welcome to my house of fun ♪ Then the offer still stands, even if there is nothing in it for me.

♪ Welcome to my house of fun ♪ Was it something I said?

♪ You're giving me euphoria ♪ Was it something I said?

♪ You're giving me euphoria ♪

♪ You're giving me euphoria ♪ Nobody just wants to be friends anymore... Tom.

♪ I'll give you insomnia ♪ Nobody just wants to be friends anymore... Tom.

♪ You're just all kinds of wrong ♪ Nobody just wants to be friends anymore... Tom.

♪ You're just all kinds of wrong ♪

♪ We know this won't last long ♪

♪ We know this won't last long ♪ Jordan.

♪ I'm ready to take the ride ♪ Jordan.

♪ Doors are open, come inside ♪ Jordan.

♪ Doors are open, come inside ♪

♪ Doors are open, come inside ♪ So... you going to order?

♪ Take the stairs to the second floor ♪ So... you going to order?

♪ Take the stairs to the second floor ♪

♪ Grab my hips, that's what they're for ♪

♪ Time to tuck me into bed ♪

♪ Time to tuck me into bed ♪ So... since I don’t have to worry about killing the mood,

♪ Now boy let's move, oh! ♪ So... since I don’t have to worry about killing the mood,

♪ You're not my dream, but a very sexy nightmare ♪ So... since I don’t have to worry about killing the mood,

♪ You're not my dream, but a very sexy nightmare ♪ What were you thinking about when I walked up?

♪ No, not a dream ♪♪ What were you thinking about when I walked up?

♪ No, not a dream ♪♪ You seriously looking like you lost your best friend.

♪You seriously looking like you lost your best friend.

♪ I still say that love is dead ♪

♪ Romance is all in my head ♪ Define friend.

♪ Love songs always too composed ♪ Of the girl variety?

♪ I keep my heart closed ♪

♪ But here you are to fascinate ♪ So did you love her?

♪ Radiate and stimulate ♪

♪ Radiate and stimulate ♪ No.

♪ Bewitch my senses ♪ No.

♪ Break my defenses ♪

♪ Break my defenses ♪ Lets... talk about something else.

♪ Can you feel the energy? ♪

♪ I feel electricity ♪

♪ I feel electricity ♪ So... what does a nice boy...

♪ Can you feel the synergy ♪ So... what does a nice boy...

♪ Can you feel the synergy ♪ and I do hope my use of that term turns out to be a little bit loose,

♪ I can hear a symphony ♪ and I do hope my use of that term turns out to be a little bit loose,

♪ I can hear a symphony ♪ do for a living?

♪ Can you feel the gravity ♪ do for a living?

♪ Can you feel the gravity ♪ Oh I didn't mention...

♪ Can you feel the gravity ♪ her dad owned the company I used to work for?

♪ Spinning galaxies ♪ her dad owned the company I used to work for?

♪ Spinning galaxies ♪ Mmm, that does suck.

♪ Spinning galaxies ♪

♪ Something pulls me ♪ Ok...

♪ Something pulls me ♪ what did you do?

♪ Closer to you ♪ what did you do?

♪ Closer to you ♪

♪ Closer to you ♪ Installations, repairs, general handyman stuff.

♪ Closer to you ♪ Installations, repairs, general handyman stuff.

♪ Closer to you ♪

♪ Closer to you ♪ Well, I'm sure there's plenty of that around.

♪ Closer to you ♪ Well, I'm sure there's plenty of that around.

♪ Closer to you ♪

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪ Yeah, I’m just not looking forward to going without a paycheck.

♪ Closer to you ♪ Yeah, I’m just not looking forward to going without a paycheck.

♪ Closer to you ♪ Or, you know...

♪ Closer to you ♪ Or, you know...

♪ Closer to you ♪ you could just find yourself a sugar daddy.

♪ Closer to you ♪ you could just find yourself a sugar daddy.

♪ Closer to you ♪

♪ Closer to you ♪ Now that’s not a bad idea...

♪ Closer to you ♪ Do you know any?

♪God you suck.

♪That’s more of a jury’s still out situation...

♪At least as far as you are concerned.

♪But I a... wouldn’t mind, if you...

♪ Trapped inside of my logic ♪ But I a... wouldn’t mind, if you...

♪ Your magnetism is magic ♪ covered more than these last few drinks.

♪ If love means being so exposed ♪ covered more than these last few drinks.

♪ If love means being so exposed ♪ Just until I get back on my feet, sir?

♪ I keep my heart closed ♪ Just until I get back on my feet, sir?

♪ I keep my heart closed ♪

♪ Something to anticipate ♪

♪ Validate and liberate ♪

♪ An exploration ♪

♪ An exploration ♪ Jesus! How are you upright?

♪ Unplanned destination ♪ Jesus! How are you upright?

♪Jesus! How are you upright?

♪ Can you feel the energy ♪

♪ Can you feel the energy ♪ Keep dreaming friend!

♪ Can you feel the energy ♪ I don't spend this much on a stranger without at least getting head out of it.

♪ I feel electricity ♪ I don't spend this much on a stranger without at least getting head out of it.

♪ I feel electricity ♪ I don't... get to make a counteroffer?

♪ Can you feel the synergy ♪ I don't... get to make a counteroffer?

♪ Can you feel the synergy ♪ Kid... you are out of things to offer.

♪ I can hear a symphony ♪ Kid... you are out of things to offer.

♪ I can hear a symphony ?

♪ Can you feel the gravity ♪

♪ Can you feel the gravity ♪ Fuck... me....

♪ Spinning galaxy ♪ Well... that's still not gonna happen, but...

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪ Well... that's still not gonna happen, but...

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪ if you, wanted a closer look... that could be arranged.

♪ Closer to you ♪ I was just gonna say I wouldn't take advantage of you like that...

♪ Closer to you ♪ I was just gonna say I wouldn't take advantage of you like that...

♪ Closer to you ♪ but something tells me you wouldn't feel exploited in the least.

♪ Closer to you ♪ but something tells me you wouldn't feel exploited in the least.

♪ Closer to you ♪ but something tells me you wouldn't feel exploited in the least.

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪ I'll tell you what...

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪ I'll pay the bill based on your sheer audacity alone.

♪ Closer to you ♪ I'll pay the bill based on your sheer audacity alone.

♪ Closer to you ♪ You don't have to do a thing.

♪ Closer to you ♪ You don't have to do a thing.

♪ Closer to you ♪ You don't have to do a thing. Going once...

♪ Closer to you ♪ Going twice...

♪ Closer to you ♪ Going twice...

♪ Closer to you ♪

♪ Closer to you ♪

♪ Closer to you ♪ Are you sure, ah... you don’t want any help with...

♪Are you sure, ah... you don’t want any help with...

♪Yeah, I'm good.

♪ Drawn in by the wonder ♪ Yeah, I'm good.

♪ Drawn in by the wonder ♪ Still straight, huh?

♪ Inviting enigma ♪ Still straight, huh?

♪ Inviting enigma ♪ Straight enough.

♪ Tastefully tantilize ♪ Straight enough.

♪ Tastefully tantilize ♪

♪ Succulent sensation ♪ Life is so unfair.

♪ Can't fight the current ♪ Life is so unfair.

♪ Can't fight the current ♪

♪ Unexpected undertow ♪

♪ Suddenly succumb ♪

♪ Suddenly succumb ♪ What's this?

♪ Suddenly succumb ♪ That's my card...

♪ Trust the transformation ♪ That's my card...

♪ Trust the transformation ♪ It's got an address on it.

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪ It's got an address on it.

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪ Come by before Friday if you are looking for a job.

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪ Do you even remember my name?

♪ Closer to you ♪ Do you even remember my name?

♪ Closer to you ♪ It's Tom. You told me.

♪ Closer to you ♪ It's Tom. You told me.

♪ Closer to you ♪ And this is a legit job.

♪ Closer to you ♪ And this is a legit job.

♪ Closer to you ♪ I think you'd be a good fit.

♪ Closer to you ♪ I think you'd be a good fit.

♪ Closer to you ♪ I just need to find someone by the weekend.

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪ I just need to find someone by the weekend.

♪ Something pulls me closer to you ♪ You do remember I just got fired, right?

♪ Closer to you ♪ You do remember I just got fired, right?

♪ Closer to you ♪ Don't even want to know why?

♪ Closer to you ♪ Don't even want to know why?

♪ Closer to you ♪ Nope!

♪ Closer to you ♪ And a...

♪ Closer to you ♪ I wouldn't keep bringing that up while you're job hunting.

♪ Closer to you ♪ I wouldn't keep bringing that up while you're job hunting.

♪ Closer to you ♪♪ I wouldn't keep bringing that up while you're job hunting.

♪ Closer to you ♪♪ Just a thought.

♪ Closer to you ♪♪ Come by if you're interested.

♪Come by if you're interested.

♪And hey...

♪be careful with that thing.

♪With great power comes great responsibility... and all that.

♪

Technology to the rescue.

Lost?

Yeah, I can't tell if it's the brown building near the brown house with the desert in the distance over there...

Or the brown building near the brown house with desert in the distance over there.

Hey... is this where you’re going?

Yeah, but it just seems to be a house online.

Well, that's because it is a house, not an office.

Are you sure?

Yeah I'm pretty sure, I live across the street.

Did you drive here, or?

Naw, I had a ride-share drop me off.

Well...

Follow me...

I....

I don't bite...

plus something tells me you could handle it anyway if I did.

Come on, I'm Sarah.

Hi um, I'm here to see Jordan.

About the job, Tom, right?

Yeah.

He said you'd be coming by this week. Uh...

He's kinda dealing with something right now, but...

I can wait with you here if you want?

I can wait with you here if you want? Ohh kay.

Found it!

Took you long enough!

I'm still faster than you Sarge.

Mmm, hello?!

Hi.

You look surprised.

That’s, that’s one word for it.

Jordan didn't tell you about all this?

Thinking Jordan didn’t tell me about a lot of things.

Thinking Jordan didn’t tell me about a lot of things. He’s kinda out of it sometimes.

What do you want to know?

What the hell was that?

That was Karl...

and the other guy was Taylor.

And they were both...

Kinda naked?

Kinda naked? Yes.

So...

is this...

like gay porn?

Cause it kinda looks like gay porn.

Cause it kinda looks like gay porn. Uh, no! It's not. Definitely nothing like that.

It's a website.

Have you heard of it? BoyBunker.com?

Uhh, well, it's kinda like...

I don't know, uh... digital voyeurism, I guess.

Basically,

a bunch of guys live here and most of the time we just do normal stuff,

have fun, hang out and horse around.

except,

people pay to watch us do it.

And you don’t seem to wear much while doing it.

Well yeah, that...

that’s kind of what people pay for.

So...

is it like sex stuff?

I mean... there is some of that, I guess, but...

all that’s on the fly.

We can pretty much do whatever we want when we are in private chat and shows and stuff. And...

There are even girls here sometimes.

But anything like that is only if we want to, and only...

obviously, only if --

- - the subscribers pay for it.

Yeah.

Yeah, you actually get to meet a...

a lot of people from...

all over the world, believe it or not. Men and woman.

And, they are all...

well most of them...

they are really nice too.

Just like...

like lonely maybe...

and very, very specific.

That’s not really porn, is it?

I guess it depends on how you look at it.

Jordan, it's how the world works now.

No, that's how people like you work.

Business is still business Lewis and your contract says that you don't freelance

without my approval.

So you own me now.

No, I've contracted you to this site exclusively so I can manage the brand

and make us all money. Remember?

No, we make the money. Jordan.

You just take a big chunk of it and expect us to be grateful.

You should be.

I took a chance on you at my own personal risk, because I believed in you.

You know, you're not the type of guy that we typically have on this site.

Oh my God...

You have no idea how any of this works.

I think I do know Jordan.

From now on, I'll be managing my own brand,

and I'll be keeping my own money.

I'm getting the hell out of here.

We have a contract, Lewis.

Sue me!

Looks like Tom here passed the first test. Huh, Casey?

What's that?

You're still here.

Kinda left out a few details about this job of yours Jordan.

Would you have come if I hadn't?

That's beside the point.

I don't know if I should be flattered or disturbed that your takeaway from meeting me was,

let's get this guy into porn.

That wasn't my first thought.

Come on. You have to admit it's a little bait and switchy.

Is that why I'm here? Did you know that guy was gonna quit?

Lewis?

He'll be back. Kid doesn't realize he's a charity case.

He's cute, but his personality is like wet paint.

Thirst trapping on Instagram isn't going to pay his bills,

and people get bored on those fan sites,

unless you pull out a zucchini and some Karo syrup by week six.

And no, I didn't know he was going to quit when I offered you a job.

Well, you left out a few key descriptors, you know, like,

blow and rim. Kind of important considering you want me to--

To be the maintenance guy? I'm not trying to get you naked, Tom.

As you can see, I've got that.

You said you were a handyman.

I need a handyman. That's the only reason you're here. Honest.

Okay. But why, it's... a house?

There can't be that many things breaking down.

Your reaction when you walked through that door.

Well times it by a thousand when it's an unsuspecting Maytag man.

I have to shut everything down.

Get the boys all nice and presentable.

Every, single, time I need a repair done.

So it's just easier to have an on-site guy.

And you just happened to make that decision when you met me?

Not at all. I've been looking forever.

But when you need somebody who's not going to look out of place, if they're seen in the background,

that narrows your pool of candidates down.

And I'm sure the whole...

working with naked dudes, doing naked dude stuff, doesn't exactly widen it up again.

No. It doesn't.

But when you met me, you just thought "he'd be up for it"?

Was I wrong?

Probably not, but...

What? What is it?

Are you hurt, that I don't want you for your body after all.

Still not sure that's, not your whole evil plan.

Look, if you want some time to think about it...

I don't.

I'll do it. But...

I'll do it, but you have to beat what I was making before.

Okay, we'll see how it goes.

Fantastic.

What am I getting myself into?

Who even knows?

And this, at least for now, will be your own little part of our crazy world.

You're actually really lucky Louis just left, because this room is nice.

Mine looks like a dorm room.

Oh, well...

You've been here longer. Do you wanna switch yours?

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

You sure? Yeah.

Plus... Jordan would never go for that.

Enjoy it.

So, what else can I tell you about this place?

Tell me everything.

Everything in this house is really more like everybody.

The guys here are what makes this whole thing successful.

Jordan really knows how to pick them.

Taylor's the top earner in the house.

He's a Marine and a really hard worker.

And it does hurt, he'll do just about anything, if the price is right.

The subscribers love him.

♪ Men at work, boys at play ♪

Kai, is a pretty big enigma.

He used to be an actor back in LA, but...

I don't think any of us really know him that well,

but whenever he's in front of a camera, he comes alive.

It's really cool.

♪ Men at work, boys at play ♪

Jim and Jordan go way back to the time Jim won a magazine's "Men of Las Vegas" contest.

and Jordan became his manager.

Jim is super fun,

but... he has a family now. So he's not around as much as he used to be.

You remember, Karl?

Karl is incredible.

He's my roommate. And probably my best friend.

Besides Jordan, of course.

He's really smart and super confident.

And he never apologizes for who he is.

I have learned... so much from him.

This whole place is kind of crazy, and

it might take a little bit of getting used to,

but, at the end of the day, we're family.

♪ Men at work, boys at play ♪

I hope you love it here.

Whoa! like this Jordan?

No, not at all.

Oh, I've been so bad, Jordan.

- I'm sorry... you know what? - What are you fucking doing?

- We're sorry Mr. Walker. - Yeah, you should, use the fucking fan. Go do it.

Don't think I'm ever going to get used to that one.

Ehhhh, actually, you do.

Is that... a good thing or a bad thing.

It's a... thing.

Still can't believe people pay for this.

Every month...

though not enough for half the stuff they ask for.

It's like buddy,

I'm gonna need to see a few more zeroes on that tip screen if I'm gonna shame my momma like that.

Do they pay up?

Do they pay up? Oh yeah.

Especially for Taylor, and Lewis, before he left.

I'm just too lazy to really reel them in.

Although... it is pretty sweet when you throw some insane number out there,

just to mess with them...

and some spray-tanned retiree in Florida or Real Housewife of Akron

doesn't even blink before saying yes.

That's gotta take some of the fun out of it.

Tom, making it rain is how you put the fun into it.

Doesn't look like Casey's having that much fun.

The situation's a mess.

Probably the only one in the house that couldn't care less about the money.

Just wants daddy to love him.

Kai, you're up.

Showtime.

- Come on Kai! - Here we go!

Hey, can you help me with something downstairs?

See... see Kai understands... Kai gets it.

So did you know Jordan before this?

You don't seem to relate to him in the same way everyone else does.

You think? So? I mean, we sort of knew each other before.

He's the reason I'm here.

He recruited you from somewhere else?

More like he rescued me.

Rescued?

Yeah, you... you probably don't want to hear about all that.

I do... if you want to tell me.

I ran away from home when I was 17.

Where's home?

Utah... from a really small town in the middle of nowhere.

Is that why you ran from there?

No.

I ran because my dad broke my jaw.

Oh... man--

No! You don't have to do that.

I think it was a good thing now.

Was your dad a drinker?

No, no, my dad didn't drink.

Not alcohol, not even coffee.

He was very traditional,

and I wasn't.

Even when I was little, I was way too into all the things,

little boys weren't supposed to be.

According to who?

In my town...

everybody.

But mostly my family.

They got real big on toughening me up,

but I was... pretty much a lost cause.

So your dad hit you to toughen you up?

Definitely.

My brothers did too,

but... not that day.

That day, he found out from the librarian,

that I had been on one of the computers there,

reading about gay Mormon kids back East.

And that night...

That night, I don't think he was trying to do anything.

I think it was just... pure rage.

Man, uh.... dads.... dads aren't supposed to be like that.

Thanks.

Is... that where Jordan's from, is that how you two... know each other--

Jordan?

No.

Jordan's got his own small town in Illinois.

I met him after I got here...

with no plan,

no money,

and no real way to get any.

Shit!

Not really.

I mean there were plenty of guys who were more than happy to be,

really nice to me, as long as,

I was really nice to them.

And you know what's really dumb?

I really thought that was all there was to it at first.

See.

That's what happens...

when you grow up with almost no exposure to how the real world works.

You find yourself...

passed around Vegas like a, party favor by your new family

who act like it's the least you can do... given all they've done for you.

And if you take enough of the drugs they give you,

you even sort of start to believe it.

And then I met Jordan... at a private party...

in a suite on the Strip I barely remember.

I do remember my friends saying I had to go home with him,

but... when we got to the car, he drove me straight to the ER instead.

And when I got out of rehab a month later, Jordan was there waiting for me.

He told me two things,

he'd arrange for me to go wherever I want to next.

And I didn't have to worry about those guys ever again.

I asked him if I could just go with him.

So here I am.

Man, Casey... that's rough. I don't know what to say.

No, I don't want to pretend like I'm special.

A lot of the guys here have some really heavy stuff they had to deal with and,

Jordan helped all of us get through it.

It's just that...

Jordan and I...

have a special connection, which I guess is what you picked up on.

When you say special, how special are we talking here? You guys dating?

I wouldn't go that far.

He's not the kind of guy who like defines the relationships.

So you guys sleeping together.

Yeah... but it...

it's different from what he has with the other guys.

Wait... he's sleeping with you, and the other guys in the house?

Well yeah, but--

Like a perk he claims for himself, because he runs this place.

Casey, that's not cool--

No, no, no. It's not like that.

It... Jordan's just...

really nice, but he has all these walls up...

and... he had to work so hard to get to where he is...

building all of this so he could share it with us.

He's just awkward sometimes--

So that makes it okay for him to demand sex from his employees?

Please, it's not like that...

He's really generous, Tom.

He's like... so good at figuring out what people need and making it happen.

It's not like screwing around with anybody in this house at some big deal.

It's just a way to repay him.

Make him feel... not so bad about himself or angry at the world.

Okay... Casey--

Please... Tom...

Would you just believe me?

It's not even that often for the other guys.

It's super occasional, I just explained it wrong.

Can you please just let it go?

For now...

You don't want Jordan, do you?

Want, Jordan to do what?

Want to fuck him?

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

I'm here to do a job. Get paid. That's it.

I think everybody wants to eventually.

Not everybody Casey.

You mean it?

I... so mean it.

Hey! Tommy boy!

No sampling the merchandise side of the job by subscription.

Buy a subscription like everybody else.

Kid's hopeless. He's like a... Disney prince if, you know,

Disney princes had side gigs stroking themselves down for magic jewels and shit.

You have problems, Taylor. Big problems.

It gets bigger.

Kind of a legendary grower.

Aren't you off today?

Yeah, I figured I'd just take care of this...

before you guys go to LA and then I have some bigger stuff to tackle--

Tommy boy... never work for free.

That's rule number one in this house.

Rule number two... is make time for fun.

I'm off at four today. And since I, like any good Marine,

am a rule follower, I have most definitely made time for fun and profit,

when I have time on my own.

You my friend, are coming with me.

I'm uh...

not sure I could keep up.

Then I'll laugh my ass off watching you try.

Even more fun.

I'm a--

Going? Great. Plan on night we get back.

I already have something lined up and don't forget rule number three.

Rule number three?

If you're going to roll with me in this town, you gotta look good.

Can't have you bringing down my average.

Are you delusional?

Am I delusional? I'm not the one living in a fucking fantasy land.

Guys? Guys, come on.

This is about my kid.

We know, you've only said it a million times.

Jordan.

What?!

Hasn't he?

Jordan, my kid is sick. It's my responsibility--

No! It's your responsibility to be on a plane in four hours for the appearance in

Los Angeles. Tonight.

That is your responsibility.

Gah! Jordan. What about this aren't you getting?

My daughter is sick. She needs her father.

She has a mother,

presumably one competent enough to not kill her fucking kid,

while daddy's gone for one night.

That's what it's always about.

Mommy doesn't like having to share daddy,

not with his fans and definitely not with his old friend, Jordan. Does she?

No.

Well, yes. We've had conversations about what should happen next--

What happens next? What happens next is you get your ass on that plane to LA.

I don't think so.

Can't you see what she's doing?

She's trying to control you,

to tell you what you can do and who you can do it with.

She's trying to take you away from me.

And you're too dumb to see that she's using that fucking kid to do it.

Jordan, it's okay. I don't--

How am I the only one who is seeing this?

All of this is about her trying to take you away from me.

Were they the ones who got you out of that house?

You remember... the one where your drunk dad used to beat the shit out of your mom,

til she couldn't take it anymore.

And then he trained all of his anger on you.

Jordan... don't.

Were they the ones who got the call at 2:00 AM,

and drove all the way out to that shit hole of a town to pick you up and get you out?

I know I didn't forget.

Oh, you didn't forget. You didn't forget how I built all of this.

All of this... with you... for you.

So that we could be happy,

and to make sure you never, ever had to see that son of a bitch, again.

Yeah.

You sure as shit seem to have forgotten.

Jordan--

I am your family!

I am your only family!

I'm the only one who cared about you... and you don't even see it.

You don't even see that she's trying to make you choose.

The only one that wants me to choose is you Jordan!

I just need to think about how this looks now.

Jordan, I have a family...

and she's not wrong when she points out this line of work,

isn't exactly decent.

Decent? She doesn't think it's decent?

Nice... because I absolutely think that we should all take lessons in decency,

from a woman who got down on all fours and pulled her panties to the side,

for the budget porn star stripper at her own baby sister's bachelorette party.

Yep! Real decent girl you got their Jim. Mother of the year material.

You need to stop.

No...

You need to stop, Jim.

You don't want to go to LA for me? Fine. You don't have to.

You don't have to do a god damn thing for me ever again.

You're fired.

Are you serious?

Go get your things... and leave.

I think everyone's almost packed up and ready to go.

Did Casey call the airline to cancel Jim's ticket,

like I told him to?

Actually, I did.

It's taken care of.

He shouldn't be pushing his work off on you. It's not your job.

It's fine. I offered. He juggles a lot.

You know that wasn't bullshit earlier, I really did build all of this for him.

When I met Jim, he was just this scared kid,

working way too many hours at this bar near the airport.

When I found out he wasn't working all those hours for the money,

but to stay away from home, I knew I had to help him.

You wanted to save him.

I did save him.

And then it was him and me in this shit-hole apartment for a really long time,

trying to figure out what happens next.

What happens next.

And that's when the magazine happened?

And that's when the magazine happened and all of this,

I could just see how it gave him so much confidence.

You can be proud of that.

Can I?

We were the family that we never had.

Sure, we fooled around some in the beginning.

Young, dumb, and full of cum and all that. But...

I knew his heart wasn't in it.

He wasn't like that... like me.

So... we were family instead. And that was better.

See, that's why I let him do the stripping and the escorting in the first place.

I knew he needed that, but there are rules, Tom.

There was an understanding.

I can't feel like this. I don't know how.

Car's on its way.

Thanks Casey. You need anything else?

No, it's okay. I'll let you know when it gets here.

So anyway, now we're fucked.

These guys are spread thin in terms of content creation as it is.

And the subscribers get bored, if... there's not enough variety.

God, this sucks.

You don't want to just make all your repairs naked for a week or two?

Just so the cupboard don't looks so bare. Do you?

Sure... whatever you need.

I was kidding.

I wasn't.

I could stand in for Jim until you find someone else.

Are you being serious right now?

Like you know what we do here, right? Like everything we do here.

Yes.

Thank you so much, Tom. I mean that.

We'll get started as soon as I get back.

This is going to be great.

See, your whole evil plan is coming together.

New guy. You just won a brand new car.

Uhhh--

Well, you probably didn't, but this envelope clearly has a key in it.

You at least have a one in a million chance to win one. I mean,

I've never won and no one I know has ever won,

but it could be you, either way, it was addressed to you,

but delivered to us. And I'm pretty sure if I keep it all for myself,

that would be mail fraud. So here I am being a good citizen.

Thank you.

Uh, you should offer coffee.

Would you like some coffee?

You can, tell me all about you. And I can tell you all about the neighborhood.

Sounds good.

Uh, coffee.

No, thank you.

I'll have the tequila.

Coming right up.

So the neighbors... big house on the end...

the one you can't miss, that's Lorena Bridger.

Failed Hollywood actress, failed trophy wife,

and now exceedingly successful cranky old person who...

I swear to God, thinks anyone under 40,

who walks by her house, is out to mess up her xeriscaping.

Xera what?

Xeriscaping, those sad patches of rocks and dry ass plants,

we all stick in front of our houses so that we can pretend we're all civilized

people with proper lawns and not a bunch of crazy people

voluntarily choosing to live on the surface of the sun.

Like, um, she has a reason to hate life.

I mean, she's on oxygen,

her kids don't visit her, and her last husband ran off with his secretary.

I'd feel sorry for her...

if she wasn't so hateful.

Like, no one wants your rocks, Karen. We've got our own.

And um, the one catty corner from you on the left.

That's um, Teddy and Echo's house.

Yeah, his wife's name is Echo. He's got kind of a temper.

What kind of temper?

The one that got a lot better after...

somebody smashed through his car window with a brick that said,

"Stop beating your wife, you weak ass mother fucker."

Thank you.

Exciting neighborhood.

And, um, shhhh, don't tell anybody,

apparently there's this house, rumor has it, that they, um,

make dirty movies there.

Dirty movies, you don't say.

Yeah. I mean, that's what they say.

I mean, the house is kind of the talk of the hood, you know.

And, it's pretty scandalous, allegedly.

Very scandalous, allegedly.

Like, seriously though. Last year...

there was this guy, the next block over,

aw man,

he got a petition circulating and tried to, um,

get the County officer to, um, investigate, to see if it were true.

My mom told him to get lost.

You live with your mother?

I'm really, bummed, given all the rumors.

I was hoping for...

Sex swings and leather masks with, um, zippers.

It's Thursday, leather masks are in the wash.

This is so normal. I am so disappointed.

Wait, is that why you're here? To come check out the house?

No, new car, remember?

Really?

Okay. So it's my mom...

Your mom.

We had a fight.

I couldn't stay there for another minute, so I made a break for it.

I get that.

But, if I actually had somewhere else to go,

I'd definitely already be there instead of home arguing with my mom. So...

So you decided to come check out the scandal house.

Alleged scandal house and no.

No?

Okay. So I was about to steal a rock in Mrs. Bridgers

perfect little xeriscape. With any luck, she'd call me worthless,

and I'd call her an old bag. Good times.

I saw that your mail had been misdelivered...

The new car.

The new car.

I should probably go.

Stay.

So your mother...

She yelled. To be fair, I yelled back,

but she yelled.

It's just the same every day, but louder.

When are you going to get your life together?

Which really means when are you going to move out?

You seem pretty together to me.

Appearances can be deceiving.

Have you ever made a bad choice?

Only all the time.

No. Like a bad choice.

The one that kind of haunts you everywhere you go.

Only... all... the time.

Right after high school...

went to LA, with an older guy, I met on Fremont one weekend.

I would have been pissed to discover that I crossed state lines for a guy

who has a wife and three kids,

except that he broke up with me two days before I found out.

I was too proud to come home.

So more guys, more bad choices,

years and years of bad guy choices,

until I realized the only person that I'm hurting, is me.

So I come back home and get into UNLV,

first three years just flew by until...

Another bad guy, another bad choice.

It's like you know me.

No, at first it was a bad grade. Physics just kicked my ass.

I mean, I was so close to graduating, so close to putting everything behind...

It felt like, I was proving everyone right.

So I got desperate.

And I finally decided to go to the professor's office and...

throw myself on his mercy.

And let me guess...

the bastard took advantage of the situation. He propositioned you.

Really love that you think that.

No, I get there and it hits me.

He's hot, and he's a guy.

And if there's one thing I know, it's what hot guys want.

I get there,

and I totally have a new plan right there on the fly,

shortest way from point A to point B,

I close the door and I tell him how things are going to go down,

how we could help each other out.

And all he has to do is say the word and my panties are off.

I know, I know it's, uh, it's insane. I don't know what I was thinking.

And for a split second,

I actually thought that I totally miscalled the whole situation,

but only for a split second, because he does not hesitate,

nor does he hesitate the following day when

he went straight to the Dean's office and turned me in

for propositioning him,

conveniently leaving out the part about how he took up the offer right there in the office...

twice.

So when I told everyone what happened, he denied it,

and they believed him. I mean,

they say all the right things about having a fair investigation and there's no

final decision, anything yet, but they believed him.

I know they do because he's still there, and I'm...

I'm here with you.

I'm, I'm sorry.

Don't be, you didn't do anything.

I'm still sorry.

So, I'm back to where I started, under the watchful eye of mom,

which don't get me wrong. Maybe that's what I need.

Like a, sort of, recurring penance for an endless string of sins.

Basically, I'm a walking disaster and a perfect example of what not to do

ever.

Especially when it comes to men.

Thanks daddy.

Huh?

Oh yeah. That's right. I didn't mention...

When I was 15, my dear old dad,

went to his 20-year high school reunion on the Strip and never came back.

All my shrinks are pretty sure that's where all my bad guy,

bad choices things started. With daddy issues.

So, don't forget, in Vegas,

the house always wins and sometimes they take more than your money.

Don't get me started on dads.

Start.

Long story.

What? You got something better to do?

Like, another girl randomly going to drop by any second now?

No, let's just say,

I know a little something about...

complicated family dynamics

and... not knowing what to do.

No one to help you with that?

No, she left.

She?

I waited, you know.

Waited?

Until you were the only one left in the house,

so that I could bring the mail.

I was right about you.

You were?

When I saw you, I thought...

he's best one over there.

of all the boys coming and going...

he's the best one.

But, he's also the one who will break your heart.

Because I know myself. I know how to pick em.

I'm right, aren't I?

You'd break my heart... If I let you.

Probably, but, I wouldn't...

Let me guess, you wouldn't mean to.

I wouldn't want to.

I know a few things about dads, or...

I don't... I thought I did.

Growing up, my mom always said that...

my dad walked out on us.

Crap! I didn't mean to...

Oh no. It's okay. Um, I'm just saying, I know what you're saying.

Sort of. My dad was gone before I had any memory of him,

but my mom realized he wasn't coming back...

She put all this stuff out to the curb, free to a good home,

except for the Bowie records said,

David Bowie's a legend and original vinyl is worth something.

Did you ever listen to them?

All the time. Sometimes with her,

but, it was like,

the connection the three of us had.

Sometimes I wonder, what he was like,

if he was, a little messed up in the head,

I mean, some PTSD or some crazy artistic type.

I mean, you gotta be out there to name your son, Major Tom.

Wait, your name is Major Tom? Like in the song?

Yeah, but I like it.

Do they call you that?

No. Most people call me Tom.

Major's more of a family thing, I guess.

Does it remind you of your dad?

Kinda.

When you grow up without any real memory of your father,

you kind of fill in the gaps with what you have. Bowie,

the records, the music, my name,

even some of his personas throughout the years,

they all kind of create a connection. Kind of weird, right?

No it isn't. It's your truth.

So that's the thing. It's not.

It was just easier to tell me that.

I'm going to need a lot more here. I don't understand.

Have you ever heard of Aarden World Holdings?

The company? They own all the media stuff. Right?

Mmm-hmm.

Newspapers, magazines, cable channels.

Yeah, who hasn't heard of them.

Plus, everybody knows about this old Australian guy who runs it.

South African, actually.

Oh yeah. That's right. And super rich.

Yeah. And that super rich South African guy, is my actual father.

What? Your dad is Jan Aarden?

Oh my God. I've read about this.

About me, last year.

But wait, didn't Jan Aarden have that secret son with, um...

The maid? Hi mom.

You really didn't know.

Not a clue.

I can't even imagine... but wait, the records...

Yeah, turns out that was all bullshit.

So wait, hold on.

Do you know how many kids would kill for that story?

My dad really didn't abandon me. He's this super rich South African media mogul.

You'd think so, but...

when we all found out, what...

my mom and Jan did,

the whole world blew up.

She was fired.

I understood. She understood.

It just, still felt wrong though.

She did get a lot of money out of the deal.

Yeah. I read about that too,

but I didn't realize it was to get rid of you guys.

Oh no, just her. After everything calmed down,

Melanie, my dad's wife,

I don't think she hated my mom. She just...

couldn't have her around and pretend everything was okay.

She really did make an effort with me though.

Welcomed me into the family. Made sure everyone else did too.

She didn't want me to be held responsible for something

I had nothing to do with.

But everything sucked now. Everything was different.

One day my dad was this whole Bowie-inspired fantasy.

The next day, it's Jan.

Which, if I'm being honest, was the closest thing I ever had to a dad.

And Melanie was like a second mother.

Wait, that makes Christopher Aarden your brother.

Yep.

Impromptu rescue pilot, philanthropist, all around perfect human being.

That's the one. And Beth is my sister,

which is surreal because they always treated me like a kid brother growing up. So...

everything should have been the same, or better, but...

it wasn't.

I mean, Jan was a good father figure, I guess.

He was actually the first person I told I was bi, his response was,

total love and acceptance.

Tom.

Yeah. But willing to be a father figure, isn't the same as willing to be a father.

When you think about all the times, we've been in the same room,

the three of us, a family.

And he knew, she knew, and...

not me. The only idiot in the room who didn't know.

Yeah, Dads suck sometimes.

Yup. Now I'm here. Still not knowing what I'm going to do about it.

Why did you leave though? Was it all the media attention?

Did they change their minds about welcoming you?

Not exactly. I um...

I'm glad you stayed.

I am too.

I probably shouldn't have though.

My mom has the National Guard out looking for me right now.

But... I don't regret coming over... and I definitely don't regret staying.

But I think we're a little too sad for each other.

Maybe.

I get that.

No, I mean, we'll do this again. If you'd like.

I'd very much like.

Good answer.

But, we're going to have to watch the sadness.

I feel like, livestock.

Hmm. Like I'm grading you for something.

Well get used to it. It's kind of the point of things here.

We'll get you your own stuff eventually, but

since we're throwing you in right off the bat, we'll wing it for a bit,

make a few guesses...

For what?

To see where you'll end up.

A big part of what you'll be doing in the beginning is just

finding your vibe, hitting your stride.

That's when we'll see what character emerges

Character?

Yep, character.

The thing to remember is that this work isn't about you.

It's about the subscribers and their stylized idealized view of you.

You never want to try to live up to that, to actually be what they want.

That is a mind fuck. And the only person who benefits is your future therapist.

So what guys do, instinctively really, is just...

find and settle into their character, their performance identity.

For some like Taylor, it's...

a finely honed Gonzo version, of who they are already.

For others, it's just them with a little more confidence,

a little more showmanship.

Some people turn into someone else entirely when the camera comes on,

like, a switch flips in their brain

and then somebody else is home all of a sudden.

So like, a Ziggy Stardust thing?

Uhhh, sure.

The thing to remember is we won't know what you are until you've been at it for awhile, so...

just have fun with it.

Try something on, if it doesn't work, try something else.

Well, I'll uh, start with trying all these on, and we'll go from there.

Aren't you going to tell me about the girl?

She's the one from sort of across the street, right? Likes to jog?

Should probably back off the coffee a bit.

She's more of a tequila person.

I know, this house is full of cameras. Remember?

Oh, I remember.

Well, for the record,

I'm not against any of my guys having a little fun.

I do hire healthy young specimens for a reason after all.

And, you wouldn't be the first guy to sneak a hot little mouse in here,

while the cat's away.

But I was surprised to see that she spent the night. That's a new one for me.

Did you guys, uh, know each other before?

In passing.

Is it serious?

Does it matter?

Yes, Tom, it does.

Relationships can bring drama, and she and her mother live practically across the street.

I do my best to keep a low profile in this neighborhood.

And when something has the potential to mess that up,

I'm going to say something.

Okay. I get it.

We met...

We met up yesterday. We had a few drinks. We had sex.

She spent the night, because it was really good sex.

You know the kind you get tired after.

Nothing more to read into, nothing to worry about.

I'm not gonna mess anything up.

Fine.

Just... don't forget to save some of that chaotic energy for me.

Oh, I've been saving it up.

For the customers. That's what you meant. Right?

Whatever....

Just... take a look at that stuff and let me know what you think...

and... be ready to go first thing tomorrow.

It's going to be one hell of a first day at work.

Hey, can you hand me one of those extra towels.

Admit it, as fun as pre-gaming downstairs at the bar was,

the night didn't really get started until the girls got here.

Divorce parties are wild.

All that pent up energy, and...

resentment. Damn!

Yeah, they uh, really started going crazy once you started stripping.

You know I think they were mad you didn't join in.

Yeah... no.

You are... you're a really good dancer though. I was impressed.

Tommy Boy...

If you... noticed my dancing...

I wasn't doing it right.

I thought you had a couple coming over tonight.

I do.

How the f...

Did they commission you a bionic dick in the Marines?

I wish. I am still stuck doing it, the old-fashioned way.

What's that shit?

What isn't in here?

Uppers for the long days, uh, downers for the short nights, and...

poppers, you know, to... accommodate the customers, as needed.

Besides that, it's just a bunch of shit to keep my body strong, cock hard, and anxiety in check.

Do you, really need all that?

Look man, I know you're like...

rich as fuck, or your family is or--

If you know that, then you know, my mom was--

eh, the maid. Yeah, we all,

we all read the stories, um, to a guy like me...

being the poorest guy in the room in your situation, would still be rich as fuck.

I'm not following.

Well, my parents are good people. Well, my mom was...

before she died, but

they had no idea about anything.

I mean they were, both fifteen when they had me, and

dropped out of school the next year to work.

Whoa.

I know, right?

It was just a lifetime of two to three jobs and endless side hustles.

Most of them were shit.

Mom wasn't, cut out for it, and...

Body just gave out one day. But even then my dad, uh...

He wouldn't let me help out.

Must be nice to have a, dad that gives a damn.

It is. But I, uh,

I actually think you might've seen yours more than I saw mine.

I only saw him like fifteen minutes,

if, uh, you know, he was...

changing between jobs or...

passing out from exhaustion while I was getting ready for school.

Who, took care of you?

I did Tommy boy.

I mean, don't get me wrong. Uh, right when you hit puberty...

and you want to try anything and everything.

Having an apartment to yourself and a dad who is too busy to notice anything...

pretty sweet.

But I wasn't going to let him end up like my mom.

So senior year of high school, I enlisted in the Marine Corps,

so I could support myself, and help support him.

Best decision I ever made.

Why'd you leave?

Too much fucking supervision.

No... too much risk, not enough money.

In order to take care of myself and uh,

be able to make sure my dad didn't have anything to worry about, I had to make a lot more money.

So you ended up here.

The path is a little more complicated, but yeah.

I like that I can make as much money as I put into it.

I've been Jordan's top earner for years.

I use that to, uh,

leverage myself into a better deal each year and...

to tell my dad that he can, plan for a fucking retirement.

Nice.

This is my retirement plan.

I work every... day I have off...

and I invest every cent,

and I don't pretend to be better than my parents or anything.

Just a little more education and one specific, uh,

marketable skill right between my legs.

There's that.

Yeah, but it's not forever.

This all has an expiration date.

So I'm going to make it rain, every minute of every day,

as long as I can.

Hi, come on in.

Hi... I'm Tania.

Hi...

This is Martin...

And, we have um... I don't know, what's it... an appointment?

That works for me.

I know this is probably silly, but I brought you something.

It's banana bread. I don't know if it's proper--

Don't, don't, don't...

It's my mother's recipe.

It's my mother's recipe. I bet it's delicious. Thank you.

I bet it's delicious. Thank you.

So... so what happens next? Do we sign something or?

He'll, he'll tell us Marty. I showed him everything you sent.

Yeah, but that was before... we are here now...

No, it's, it's okay. That's a good question. It's actually pretty straightforward.

I'll explain all the logistics and what costs what, and what you pay for--

I.... I'm, I'm sorry. We have, we need to leave.

Marty?

Let's leave.

Whatever you decide. It's fine.

You're great. Uh, may I jump in?

Marty, before you go, can... we just talk first? Just talk.

Go, go, I'll be here.

Go, go, I'll be here. Yeah, okay.

You... okay?

This is for him.

I love him. He needs this.

That's really good.

Thank you.

Can I pour you a drink?

Um, actually, yeah.

You're sure you're okay?

This is for Martin.

I think I've loved him since the moment I met him.

I had just moved to the States back then and my English was terrible.

So I was really, really shy. You know, he didn't always look like that.

Before the accident, he was very athletic.

He was this big baseball player who knew everyone.

Back at school, he had all these friends, but would always come over and sit with me.

When did you two get married?

His first year at UNLV.

Even though our parents thought it was too soon.

16 years and two twin girls later,

I'd like to think... things are still good...

But?

There's no but.

I love my husband.

Did... something happen?

You know, that site, your friend works for?

Yes.

I found out Martin has been subscribing to it for years.

And when I did, I just asked him and he just told me.

Told you what?

That he'd never lied to me about his feelings for me.

He'd always known that he was attracted to men too.

And there it was, just like that.

Was he leading a double life?

No. Oh God, no, not Marty.

If you knew Martin, you knew that's not him at all.

That sounds good.

Why couldn't I tell?

That he was bisexual?

That he had this thing inside of him, this...

part of him that he denied every day,

because he didn't want to let down the... shy girl with no friends.

He said he didn't want me to doubt myself or his love,

but things were different once I knew.

Family secrets can do that.

So I started asking him questions. I said,

do you regret marrying me? He said, no.

I asked if our sex life had been unsatisfying. He said, no.

But then I asked about the times where,

when he would go online and watch...

your friend, and...

and you?

And I asked him if he ever wondered, what if...

What if I hadn't needed him so much? What if I...

What if we didn't get married so early?

You're amazing. You know that?

Why?

You could have treated this very differently.

Seen it as a betrayal.

No... we're partners.

We made vows... in front of God... to each other.

We vowed that we would put the other person first,

if they had a greater need,

He's always done that for me.... Always...

You want him to have the choice, the experience,

but you still want him to choose you.

I... think he has.

Why did you come tonight?

Taylor said you guys booked a couple's experience.

Marty insisted. He...

He insisted on this. I knew that it would be weird.

And I knew that he would not want me here,

but he tried to take care of me, even in this.

I don't think so.

What do you mean?

I... I think he knows this could be as much for you as it is for him.

Maybe more.

Give you a chance to explore...

You... You're cute... I'll give you that.

No, I mean,

you two together as partners, with whatever happens next.

And like you said, it's not the dark ages anymore.

And he said it too. He's loved you from the start. You.

Would you like to join us? I'll pay of course.

Thank you. I'm flattered, but it's not really my thing.

Just enjoy yourself.

I have to see who has been trying to reach me anyway.

Can't I convince you?

Major, it's Chris.

I know you don't want to hear from me, but honestly,

I don't care right now. I need to speak to you.

Dad needs to speak to you. He's...

Look, I'm sorry to put it this way,

but you need to man up and be an actual member of this family.

Maybe start by answering your phone.

Jesus Christ Major, stop fuckin around and come home.

Um. I'm sorry. I'm um, I'm sorry.

You know what? I'm, I'm just going to keep trying throughout the night and...

I'll eventually get a hold of you.

No, you won't.

What's this?

Since it's officially your first day... we wanted to welcome you...

officially.

This, this like a hazing?

No... nothing that serious... get up here.

What the fuck? Are those bunny ears?

Oh, its not that bad. Relax. Hey...

A lot easier, if you just let it happen, alright?

Woooo, come on! Looking good!

Those ears fit you buddy! You're looking real good up there.

Hey, just breathe through it. It'll all be over soon. You got it buddy.

Looking good! Yeah! Taylor, you forget how to spell? Let's go! Move it along!

What's next?

You show us what you got?

What? Now? You want me to pull my pants down here?

Yeah, what are you new here or something?

Tom, you're about to start on a whole new adventure, baby.

Might as well take that first step.

Well...

he's gonna do great here.

♪ Men at work, boys at play ♪

♪ Men at work, boys at play ♪

♪ Men at work, boys at play ♪

Anybody seen Taylor? It's that time of the month.

What time is that?

Daddy's home with his medication.

I haven't seen him.

Casey?

How would I know Jordan?

Jordan! Down here!

Be right there.

Oh, and Casey? Watch the attitude.

He gets his drugs from Jordan?

Yeah.

Most of them like Adderall and Viagra, are even legal,

Jordan just gets them prescribed.

He's really good at convincing doctors, he needs stuff.

And the rest... he gets in other ways.

Then he sells them to you guys, like a dealer?

No, just Taylor, and...

he doesn't really sell anything.

It's more like a trade. Remember?

How can he bring that shit in here, Casey?

It's fine.

No, it's not fine! You're a recovering addict for fuck's sake.

It's not about me. It's about Taylor. It's their arrangement. I, I,

I don't get in the middle of it.

Casey, you're allowed to have your own opinions about things.

Fine. I don't like it, but...

hey come on, Taylor screws around with everybody. It's not like it's personal.

It's not like Jordan wants him specifically. And he doesn't love Jordan, not like--

Not like you.

Why do you love him?

Casey, you've got so much going on for you, and you've been through so much.

Why are you settling for this?

I'm not settling for anything.

Casey, you don't need this place. And you definitely don't need Jordan.

How do you know what I need?

Just trust me, what you two have...

that's not love. That's control.

Just stop.

Love can be complicated.

You have to be patient and understanding and sometimes just give it time--

How much time?

How much time before the putdowns aren't enough?

How much time...

before your new daddy cracks your jaw like your old one?

Casey, I...

It's fine.

No Casey, it's not fine. I...

I said, it's fine.

Everything, okay in here?

Yep.

What's up?

I'm headed to the locker for a back to back.

Um...

Uh, Casey...

Jordan said not to forget to have everything ready for the club tonight.

Yeah. Right.

Okay. Oh...

and a, he's in one of his moods, so...

might want to get on that.

Got it.

Casey.

I said I was fine.

You should probably go get ready for tonight too.

Sure Jordan can't wait to personally introduce you to everyone there.

Actually, ah...

I think I'm going to sit this one out. My stomach's not feeling so hot.

Seriously?

Move your ass Casey!

I don't pay you to spend all day up there chatting with your boyfriend.

Casey, what's it going to take for you to open your eyes?

Do any cute boys live here?

Yeah, but they all went to this personal appearance.

Oh shoot. I guess I'll have to make do with you then.

I figured I owed you guys and I brought some cards.

Ooh, what are we going to play?

Ehh, Go Fish, Old Maid. I don't care...

As long as you can strip to it.

That's cheating.

I'm still in this game, as long as this sock is still here.

Static cling will protect me.

Hmm. Go fish!

Who taught you how to play Old Maid?

I make my own rules. Just like you

Do we have to consult the old maid?

If so, I know her... I'll call...

Hey Mrs. Bridger...

Mrs. Bridger!

You're so stupid.

like really... stupid...

I see you're feeling better.

Jordan, I a...

I actually don't care.

Did you guys finish up early?

Nope.

Where's everyone else?

Guys are still there.

Big success.

Our... big new star got stuck home... sick.

Yeah, I'm sorry about that.

Club's under new management.

Jerry still owns the place, but he's got this idiot running things from day to day

We didn't see eye to eye. Things got tense.

Taylor stepped in and Casey...

who does have a decent idea in his pretty little head every now and then,

convinced me to clear out, let the guys do their thing,

take it up with Jerry next week. Check clears the same either way.

What's the problem?

What's not the problem, when you put one of these young kids in charge of shit.

They're all like Lewis.

They all think they know a better way,

and they want more and more, for less and less,

and when you point that out, they go on, and on, and on,

about followers, and how they're really paying you in exposure.

World is changing Tom.

Between people ripping our shit down,

and posting it to the tube sites and all these little instant thoughts,

nickel and diming folks on the fan sites,

I don't even recognize the industry anymore.

The numbers are shit, going every which way but up.

Last year, the site pulled down a tenth of what we made our best three years.

This house,

this house is a downgrade from what we used to have,

half the rooms, half the boys.

So are we in trouble?

No, but I'll tell you...

It's getting harder and harder to justify, doing all of this, for all of you.

When I'm getting more attitude than gratitude these days,

and loyalty doesn't mean shit to anybody anymore.

Look at Lewis...

Jim...

probably Casey next...

or you.

Ungrateful! Every single one of you.

If it's so bad, Jordan,

why not pack it all up and teach us a lesson?

Be careful what you wish for Tom.

Seriously, Jordan...

what's your end game?

Cause sitting around bitchin about your life, and your employees, isn't a plan.

I'm touched by your concern for me.

This shit affects more than just you Jordan. Think about Casey.

You're pretty much keeping that kid in a holding pattern.

I am only going to tell you this one time Tom.

I don't need you to tell me a thing. Not about my business,

not about Casey or any of my friends here.

Friends? Really? You're not splitting the rent with a bunch of friends, Jordan.

You're running your own little Fantasy Island, stocked with guys who aren't your friends,

they're your employees.

Sure it's all great, as some kind of immersion therapy, full of fucked up childhood feelings.

But let's not pretend you don't pay everyone to be here.

You don't know a fucking thing about my childhood or how I grew up.

I know you didn't grow up.

You weren't the kid who took all the rejection from the jocks, and the frat boys,

and the popular kids, and did something good with it,

you did this.

You just went out and collected the most vulnerable versions of all the guys,

you couldn't get the time of day from back then,

and forced them into the sickest game of role-playing I've ever seen.

It's... fucking disgusting!

Fantasy Island? Immersion therapy?

Go fuck yourself!

It's called business Tom. Ever heard of it?

I hire guys... who I get along with,

who were good at their job and who can make me money.

This shit has nothing to do with me.

All I see is their talent and potential--

Come on Jordan!

How many black guys you ever hire? Hispanic?

You literally told Lewis, he didn't fit in here.

Because every single guy you pay... to have around,

it's just a stand in... for everyone that rejected you back in Plainfield, Illinois.

And then you wait... and you wait.... until you apply just the right leverage,

in just the right way... until you can get these guys... to do all the stuff,

that none of them would do back home.

At least to you.

You don't know a God damn thing about me.

Oh, but you better believe that I know about you.

I see right through your trashy little rebel without a clue act, Tom.

I see right through to the poor little rich kid... who,

thinks that it's fun to get down in the dirt and slum around with

the likes of us.

All while crying into his diary at night about how emotionally

difficult it is to have a rich family and a big dick!

There we go, right on time.

Everything's about the dick to you Jordan... or rather...

the dick you'd never get, if you didn't pull out your checkbook,

You're a fucking mess Tom! With all your virtue signaling,

and judgment of us lesser human beings.

You'd never know that you're the surprise bastard son of the third

of the third richest man in the world.

Oh... oh right.

But you didn't find that out til recently,

because while he definitely wanted your mom,

turning out the family maid is just classic, isn't it?

He definitely didn't want... you.

Shut the hell up!

Or what? You're gonna hit me?

Please,

because that would actually require you... to take a stand,

and make a god damn choice.

Drop the Long Island tough guy act, Tom.

I'm already full up on the performative self-righteousness

and your progressive hetero-flexibility.

It always comes down to that, doesn't it?

You're mad, because you can't have me.

You can manipulate... all the other guys...

professionally, personally,

do whatever it takes, to get them into your bed and onto your cameras,

make them take all the risk,

but you can't have me,

and it, fucking kills you.

I don't want you, Tom.

I don't want to help you, I don't want to fuck you,

And I definitely don't want to indulge this professional victimhood any longer!

Bull, shit!

If I said you could have me right now,

you'd be on your knees soooo fast... your mouth.

Get... out of my way!

Classic Jordan!

All talk, no action!

You should probably take a shower.

The guys will... They guys will be back soon.

Hey. Are you going to be out soon? I don't mean to rush you.

I just have a shower scene today.

Yeah, I'll be out in a minute.

Are you okay?

We haven't really talked in a week since you missed that big appearance.

I know you weren't feeling well.

Yeah, I'm okay. I'll be down in a bit.

Get a few angles, Casey.

I want to play this up in the press over the next few weeks.

I think Shawn here is going to be a popular addition.

Yeah, I remember seeing you talking to Jordan when we made that club appearance last week.

Before I was so rudely distracted.

That was me. To be honest, Jordan,

I didn't think you were feeling me that much,

especially since you kind of... walked away when I asked about diversity on the site.

Oh, that... um,

Well I like to play a little hard to get when someone approaches me.

Heightens the mystique.

Hey man, it's all good, right? I mean, actions speak louder than words, right?

I mean, the double standards in this industry... are unreal.

I mean, black people we're kept on one side of the tracks, in busted low budget bullshit, or...

stereotyped for some white dudes fantasy role-play.

Really?

Oh, you never have to worry about that here.

I've been trying to get more diversity,

and especially to add more African-American talent.

I've just been waiting on somebody of your... caliber.

Hey man, I appreciate it.

You just don't meet many woke guys like you in this industry, Jordan.

Hey, don't worry... happens to all of us.

What?

You know, weird moment where it all sinks in.

It's not all so new, and it's definitely not as fun anymore.

Saw your face out there, figured you might be there.

In the neighborhood.

Hey, look some guys only last a few weeks.

Shit! Danny Morrissey didn't even last a day. It's a lot man.

Jordan's a lot.

Yeah, he is. That's just our industry, man.

Island of misfit toys.

No kid tells their teacher they want to stroke dick,

usually their own for cash, when they grow up.

But you end up here somehow.

Road's not always pretty. I just try not to judge.

Better than me.

Nah... Nah, I've just got a little more perspective than you do.

How long have you been doing this?

For Jordan? About three years.

I was... somewhere else before this... that was a...

bad scene.... Trust me. This is actually one of the better situations.

So how'd you get into it?

Nachos and cheese.

What?

From a gas station, to be exact.

You're probably not going to understand this, but...

when you're strapped for cash, and...

haven't had a decent paycheck in years...

even the smallest of things can make you feel like you're treating yourself.

When I drove out to LA at 18 straight out of high school,

determined to be the next Brad Pitt.

I was broke as a joke, man. I split everything with friends or roommates.

I didn't spend a penny unless it was absolutely necessary...

with one tiny exception.

Gas station nachos.

You got it... Not every day, just...

If I nailed an audition, or more likely bombed an audition...missed home too much...

they were the one thing I didn't need but I let myself have.

So... what does that have to do with this?

Probably nothing, but...

it makes the story about how some guy came up to me in the gas station and offered me $400,

to let him tape me jerking off, a little more interesting.

A stranger?

Yeah... LA is weird like that man.

I said no, of course, but... kept the card. Why not, right?

You... when you're... when you're as broke as I was, $400 isn't exactly something to sneeze at.

So that card just kinda sat around taunting me,

and every time another bill came in, or I... screwed up another audition,

I'd pull it out and look at it.

Suddenly gas station nachos didn't make me feel as good as they used to.

So... you...

Yep... just once... you know...

And then just once or twice more to buy that...

one thing, or the other thing I needed to pay for that one time.

It was dangerous., but every time I needed cash, I knew exactly how to get it.

It was easy... I was an actor, I knew how to switch things up,

keep it interesting and make even more money.

I wish I could say I didn't know what I was getting into, or...

just got addicted to the benefits or the attention, but....

honestly, the truth is...

I just liked not being rejected.

Just liked feeling like a star.

And I really liked being able to buy more than gas station nachos.

Do you regret it?

No. No. I don't think so.

I'd be lying if I didn't say there weren't those days when I still wondered...

what if I went to one more audition? What if I stuck it out for one more month?

Tom.

If you're not feeling it anymore, you can walk. Hey, no one's going to blame you.

You already lasted longer than Danny Morrissey.

Hey, there you are.

Your phone has been going off nonstop for the last 10 minutes.

Now you're following me?

Hey, major. It's good to see you too.

It's not good to see you, Chris. It's an invasion of my privacy.

I'm not surprised Jan's keeping tabs on me.

Look, he's not keeping tabs on you at all--

What did he do? Hire a private investigator? Track my phone?

Satellite surveillance?

No!

Then what?

You're on the Internet! It's not that complicated.

Look!

Relax.

Take it easy. Take a deep breath. You want some water?

Yes please. So whose place is this?

The company's.

Of course.

Look, I'm not going to apologize for our family's success.

Our family?

Yes. Our family.

Listen, if you're here about the Internet stuff, I'm an adult.

I don't need your approval. I don't need Jan's approval.

I don't need anyone's approval.

Jon, and no one else... we're not trying to--

Jon, and no one else... we're not trying to-- And...

If I wanted to talk to you, Chris,

I would've returned your texts or your phone call. I don't want to talk to Jan.

I don't want to talk to my mother, I don't want to talk to anyone else.

We tried the family thing. It didn't work out. Remember?

Are you done?

First of all,

we didn't "try the family thing." We sat around for months,

mostly in shock, avoiding dad and the fucking paparazzi. And then,

finally, when we were ready to try and fix things,

to try the "family thing," you decided to blow things up. You did.

Yeah. And your reaction was so understanding.

Oh my God. I'm sorry. Was it supposed to be?

Let me just jump off my little high horse here, okay?

or did you expect some free pass for the bloody stunt that you pulled?

Maybe?

Maybe I expected a little understanding from a family that realized how my

entire life got fucked up right before.

How I was lied to about some really important shit,

by some really important people. People who were supposed to love me.

People I was supposed to be able to trust.

But hey, what do I know about family, right?

Well, you're definitely an Aarden.

What's that supposed to mean?

It's a family trait to believe that the whole world revolves around you.

Look, I've known you your whole life.

You really think I didn't notice how much of a punch in the gut that was?

But here's the thing. It didn't just happen to you.

It happened to all of us. They lied to all of us.

Your mother and my father lied to all of us.

Did you ever stop to think about that?

Did you ever stop to think what that secret did to my mother,

or about Bethany and me and what it did to us? But no, it's fine,

you keep on lecturing me,

about your pain, your feelings.

about your pain, your feelings. Chris!

NO! STOP! Shut up!

You're going to listen to me now!

Because this is exactly how you've been ever since we all found out.

Look.

What my father and your mother did to you is fucking wrong.

I get that, and I'm sorry about that.

But what you did when you left us without a word...what you did to my mother,

who loved you like a son, all your life...

that...

is all you.

What was I supposed to do?

I don't fucking know! None of us do!

But you know, what would have helped? Is if we stayed together as a family,

as a unit, and we try to work it out together,

but now everybody is off worrying about father...

and they still have to worry about you.

Dad doesn't need anybody looking after him.

He's got people for that.

Did you listen to any of the messages we left?

Yeah, like one or two.

Dad's in the hospital.

What?

Yeah, he had a heart attack a couple of weeks ago. It... it was a minor one, but...

get this, it was his third one. He didn't tell us about any of the others.

And now there's something wrong with the, the... the valve isn't pumping the way it should.

How do... how do they fix it?

They don't. They just manage it until there's nothing else to do.

Shit.

Yeah. Look, he needs to see you.

I... I can't--

No.

I'm not asking you to come with me right now. I'm just asking you to think about it.

Okay? And I'm not just asking for him.

It's for all of us.

I'll think about it.

And uh...

What about this naked stuff?

Chris, can we not do this right now? I... I...

don't need to hear about how I shamed the family in every way--

Hey, hey, hey...

I could never be ashamed of you.

Look... trust me... I've done a lot of crazy stuff in my life.

Fortunately, long before the Internet.

What's this?

It's... it's money.

I... Chris...

No. This is a gift. Look, just take it, use it,

use it, don't use it.... But it would be really nice if you use it to come visit us.

Okay? It's your choice. No pressure.

Okay.

I can't believe he showed up like that.

That's a power move.

I thought so too, but... I don't know, when I got there,

it was different than I expected.

What did you expect?

To tell me what a disgrace I was to the family... how disappointed dad was...

to throw a bag over my head and drag me back, kicking and screaming.

I don't know. They're really, really rich.

They can do that kind of stuff.

Not them, you.

You're officially one of them, now.

I honestly thought I burnt that bridge with the way I left things.

What happened? You never told me.

We'd been trying to do the family thing for awhile and...

well, they were trying,

I was suffocating under the pressure that wasn't even there.

And then Melanie's niece came out to the Hamptons.

Barely 18...

Barely...

You didn't?

I didn't.

I could have.

I would have.

I just... think I wanted them mad at me.

What did you do?

Little flirting. Some making out.

And when she said she wanted to see me naked,

I was more than happy to indulge.

I started playing one of my famous games.

And she started what will hopefully be a lifelong interest in photography?

Oh my God.

And then I waited...

Waited until everyone found out.

And they'd get mad at me and, I'd have my reason to run.

And they did.

So I did.

Wow.

Blowing things up in an entirely unnecessary fashion

is kind of my specialty.

Mmm, at least it brought you here.

Yes it did. And I thought I'd have it figured out by now,

but...

with Jan dying and the clock ticking,

I just don't know what I'm going to do.

I'd say you have to go to him.

But...

if my dad came back into my life and was sick like that?

I... I just don't know...

maybe...

Sorry. It's the house.

Hey Karl, what's up?

I'm on my way.

Everything okay?

I have to go.

Of course.

Come here God damnit, stop, stop, come back, please...

Jordan!

Hey.

Hey? Is that some kind of joke?

What's going on? You and Jordan have a fight?

You could say that.

Looks like a pretty big decision. Why don't we take a minute? Think things through?

We can go somewhere and talk.

I'm not going anywhere with you... to talk.

Listen, I don't know what he told you. You need to know--

What!

What do I need to know, Tom?

That I don't matter?

That what matters to me is always going to be the least important thing in the world,

when everything's an itch somewhere that needs to be scratched?

Casey, it's not like that.

What's it not like?

This isn't some song where the words hit different every time.

It's pretty black and white.

And the only one getting hit here is me.

The only one who nobody gave a single fucking thought to, is me.

No Casey, I did it for...

Oh...

my God...

You did it for me?

Is that what you were about to say?

Sort of...

If you opened your eyes a little bit.

Oh, I see...

Open my eyes...

See the light...

Come to my fucking senses.

You just did, what had to be done, even if I couldn't see it yet. Is that it?

Maybe.

How are you any different, Tom?

How are you any different from the so-called family I left behind?

Remember? The family I had to run from?

That's not fair.

It's not?

Those people called themselves my blood.

They told me and anyone who would listen, how much they loved me.

And they knew better than me, Tom.

They knew better than me that I was going down a bad path.

They knew better than me that the feelings I was having were misplaced,

and that the things I loved, the things I wanted for myself,

were the wrong things.

They knew better than me, and I was just too misguided,

or stubborn or selfish to see it.

So they hurt me, Tom.

They hurt me to help me, and they did it again, and again, and again,

in ways you couldn't even imagine.

But it's okay, right? Because they did it for me?

I'm so sorry...

What?

That they did that... or that you slept with...

the only person who's ever made me feel like I was home,

like I was loved?

Casey, you need to believe me--

I need to believe you?

I believed that you cared about me.

I believed you when you said you weren't interested in Jordan.

And I believed, when I left a week ago for a goddamn personal appearance,

that you wouldn't go and fuck him on every single surface in this house,

like you were a fucking farm animal, in heat!

So no! No, I don't need to believe you!

Sarah!

Sarah, please...

Sarah...

No!

Sarah!

Shit, shit... Tom....

Tom! You, you got a,

a situation... upstairs.

What's happening? Jordan!

Jordan, what the fuck man?

Taylor, Taylor!

Are you fucking kidding me, right now?

What are you doing? Jordan... Jordan...

TAYLOR! WHERE ARE YOU GOING? Taylor I need your help!

Taylor, what's happening?

"He gets his drugs from Jordan?"

You! Hey, 9-1-1 now! Casey, I need you to sit down, please.

Holy shit!

Jordan, what THE FUCK!

TAYLOR, COME ON, GO!

I'M HELPING HIM! I AM HELPING HIM!

When are they going to be here? When are they going to be here?

Come on buddy!

Come on Jordan! Come on buddy. Tell em to get here!

Jordan! GET UP! Jordan....

I think he would have responded if he had an update... just give it some time.

Or maybe Casey doesn't want to speak to me.

Then he would have texted me. Casey knows we're out here, Tom.

I just think his mind is on bigger things right now.

Are you praying?

Yeah.

Why?

Because it helps.

Helps who?

Jordan? Casey? Me?

Sure.

No... I think I'm...

beyond divine intervention at this point.

I don't think that's how it works.

No offense, but that's... the part I never quite got about that kind of stuff.

Hurricane misses your house, you thank God for protecting you.

Same hurricane knocks down your house and kills your kids,

you're grateful to God for comforting you.

You don't even resent those He supposedly protected.

Tell me how that makes any sense?

You already did.

Either way, you're grateful.

And in those times when things are really bad,

that can be enough.

You ever get anything you prayed for?

This job... working with you guys.

When my grandma died, and... my sister and I were alone.

She was pregnant with her second kid,

but the bastard she was with dipped out,

said she was too much drama.

I didn't go to college and didn't have a lot of experience doing much.

I prayed for a job that would help me support her and her kids,

and would let me stay close in case they ever needed me.

Saw the ad for the site the next day.

And you think God's okay with the stuff we do?

I think God is always okay with us.

The rest we just have to figure out along the way, the best we can.

Goddamn it, Casey! Why won't he just send me an update?

I can go in and see if I can find something out.

Yes, please.

Of course.

I'll come back with an update as soon as I can.

Everything's going to be all right, Tom.

Karl said he'd call with any updates.

How's Jordan doing?

Even if he lives... he may have permanent brain damage...

from what happened.

Um.... I'm so sorry, Casey.

I can't stop thinking of what happens now.

Maybe... maybe that's not a bad thing.

I'm not saying what happened to Jordan was a good thing.

I'm not even trying to make excuses--

Stop.

I don't...

Just... hear me out.

You're in a bad situation. Casey.

Not because Jordan was some evil guy, but because he was broken...

like a lot of us in this house... and maybe now...

now's your chance...

My chance?

Chance to get out of here, maybe be who you were supposed to be.

If there wasn't any of the abuse, or any Jordan, or any me.

And who is that?

I don't know....

But I do know you're amazing Casey.

And I know...

what floating through life,

going station to station,

letting circumstance dictate what happens... does to a person...

and... it doesn't fix anything.

So all this...everything that just happened is...

my big chance...

To... to get out of here... to be better.

Please, tell me you get that, Casey.

Hi Jim.

Hey Casey, how is he doing?

We don't know.

They're... not sure how his... body's going to respond to whatever they're doing.

That's the important news... We don't know.

There's going to be a lot of that over the next few weeks... and that's okay.

We can deal with it.

The people who shouldn't have to deal with it... are the subscribers.

So here's what we're going to do.

We maintain the status quo.

The subscribers, they don't know. They aren't going to ask about Jordan.

So we protect his privacy... and the site...

by acting like nothing has changed..

Now...

I know... Jordan isn't perfect.

What we've had... hasn't been perfect...

Oh hey! Hey!

Oh!

Oh my gosh, thanks so much.

They can never find my house.

I thought this would be better but, not so much.

Is this even my car? Are you going to the airport too?

Its.... definitely yours. I was just about to order one.

Oh, okay.

Can I put your bags in the car?

Oh, well, now it looks like you don't have to.

You sure?

Yeah, why not? Come on.

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♪ If you need me, I'll be at the station ♪

Thanks again.♪ If you need me, I'll be at the station ♪

It's really no problem at all.♪ If you need me, I'll be at the station ♪

It's actually nice having company this early.♪ If you need me, I'll be at the station ♪

It's actually nice having company this early.♪ Time to move on, and time to take a pause ♪

♪ Time to move on, and time to take a pause ♪

♪ Some day I'll have all I wanted ♪

♪ I only wish, I knew what it was ♪

♪ Being, alone is not oneness ♪

♪ Feeling, nothing is just numbness ♪

♪ Too late, too much to suffer ♪

♪ 40 days, 40 nights for prayer ♪

♪ To seek the things we were meant for ♪

♪ To learn the things we should say ♪

♪ Review, erase, rewrite ♪

♪ Change the station ♪

♪ Changing stations ♪

♪ We're spinning, spinning, spinning, a storm in the sand ♪

♪ Yeah, we’re drifting, drifting, drifting, beyond all our plans ♪

♪ We're kissing, kissing, kissing, the lips of the past ♪

♪ Yeah, we're driving, driving, driving, the edge of the map ♪

♪ Too late, too much to suffer ♪

♪ Ohhh, 40 days, 40 nights for prayer ♪

♪ To seek the things we were meant for ♪

♪ To learn the things we should say ♪

♪ Review, erase, rewrite ♪

♪ Change the station ♪

♪ Changing stations ♪

♪ Yeah, we’re changing stations ♪

♪ Ooooo, changing stations ♪

♪ Changing stations ♪

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