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Yeah, I also have
a lot of gay fans.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Oh, and some of them

clearly couldn't
get tickets

to Magic Mike Live tonight.

(AUDIENCE LAUGHING)

I also have a lot
of gay enemies.

Or as I like to
call them, my exes.

(AUDIENCE LAUGHING)

The gays have
so many terms, right?

I can't keep up.
There's top, bottom,

bear, twink, daddy.

A fan told me the other night.
A fan told me the other night.

A fan told me after
the show the other night

that if I was gay,
I would be a power top.

Power top.
Power top.

Which, by the way, are 40% off
at Ann Taylor right now.

(AUDIENCE LAUGHING)

I think he's wrong, though.

You know, I don't think
there's a term

for the kind of gay man
that I would be.

I mean, I'm rich.
I wear fabulous clothes.

I love jewelry.
Haven't been laid in years.

Oh, my God, I'm the pope!

(AUDIENCE LAUGHING)

Thank you, you've been
a terrific audience.

Not as good as last night,
but not bad.

I'm still Deborah Vance.
Good night, Las Vegas!

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

WOMAN: I'm sure you're tired
of hearing it,

because I'm tired
of saying it,

but the TV in my room
is still not working.

Okay.

Yeah, um,
well, it's just...

It's really important
that I have a working TV

'cause I'm a working
TV writer.

- Yeah, I've heard.
- Yeah.

I would just watch
on my laptop,

but I'm trying to cut down
on my screen time.

TV is a screen.

Yeah, but it's
a second-tier screen.

It's basically like reading
a book at this point.

Oh, also, I need
more toothpaste.

Well, as you know,
the free mini toothpaste

is a guest privilege,
and you are a...

What, a resident?

Yeah, and that's
way sadder,

which is why I deserve
the free toothpaste.

I mean, it's right behind you.
I can see it.

- Mm.
- Okay, it's not, but you looked...

- Good, mmm-hmm.
- Which means you know

- it's nearby.
- Yeah.

- Can you help me out?
- Excuse me.

- Yeah?
- Uh, can I get a toothpaste?

Are you gonna
give it to her?

No.

Here you go.

- Thank you so much.
- Mmm-hmm.

- There you go.
- Well, thanks.

- God damn it.
- No problem.

My God.

- Have a good one.
- Good job.

All right.

Hey, I'm gonna take
my break. All right?

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

AVA: Oh, and, um, then I thought
you could tag it with

"makes me miss
my bunions."

Oh, that's good.

Oh.

Great.

Well, it's a punch line.

Yeah.

Um, oh, and you know how

in the '70s,
you had that bit about

hanging yourself
with your tampon string?

Yeah, it was genius.

Well, I was thinking
we could update it.

Maybe something
about drowning yourself

in your Diva cup?

What's a Diva cup?

Yeah, so it's, like, a...
It's, like, a silicone cup

that you kinda fold up
like a taco and...

(SMACKS LIPS)
Just pop in there.

Technically,
they're not dishwasher safe,

but I toss 'em
in there anyway.

Remind me to never
have dinner at your house.

- (LAUGHS)
- No, my audience doesn't know

what a Diva cup is,
and they don't want to.

Okay, I just...

don't think we should
be writing jokes

for a bunch of
Panera people.

People who eat
at Panera.

Oh, you little shit.

Just because
they don't live in L.A.

or New York doesn't mean
that what they think is funny

is any less valuable
than what you think is funny.

Mm. It kinda does, though.

I mean, have you seen
some of the stuff

these people buy on Etsy?

It's all, like,
coffee mugs

about how, "Actually,
it's wine in there."

So you're telling me
that if a lot of people think

something is funny, it's not.

Kinda, yeah.

(SMACKS LIPS)
Oh, you're that girl

who never got to sit
with the cool kids

at the lunch table,
and she just never got over it.

- We had walk-away lunch.
- Well, there's a whole lot

of other people
in the cafeteria,

and the sooner you learn that,
the better off you'll be.

- MARCUS: Deborah, the car's here.
- Oh, great.

Um, I'm sorry.

I thought we were
working this afternoon.

I am working.

I'm gonna go work Marty

into not cutting my dates.

Okay, I just think we should
be concentrating on, like,

the actual material.

Thanks for the tip.

All right,
see you tomorrow.

Actually, you'll
see me Sunday.

Marcus and I
are going on a retreat.

Oh, while I'm gone,
didn't you say

you wanted to get
your mustache waxed?

- No.
- Oh.

Guess I just thought it.

Deborah, please don't
go nuclear with Marty.

- I will play nice.
- Mmm-hmm, and you'll meet me

at 7:00 for dinner
with the Cincher sisters?

- Wait, the what with whom?
- They're the sisters

behind Cincher's,
the shapewear brand.

- Dinner's at 7:00 p.m. Sharp.
- Right.

I got it, I got it.
Don't worry, Marcus.

I got it all
under control.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

DEBORAH: Well,
he's into sound baths, right?

- Get him a gong.
- He's Japanese.

- So?
- So it could be insulting.

He's leaving you to work
for your competitor.

- It should be insulting.
- Oh, you.

- (GIGGLES)
- Yeah, you're right.

Oh, time to get
down to business.

What?

- What's this?
- Uh, a Seurat,

two Gerhard Richters,

a complete set of
Pierre Jeanneret chairs.

The list goes on and on.
It's all in there.

I must say,
Ivy has impeccable taste.

She might be a keeper.

But paying for your assets
through your corporation,

isn't that a big no-no?

Because if your personal
net worth is actually more

than what you claimed,
couldn't your ex-wives

renegotiate their
alimony agreements?

Eh, what do I know?
I'm just a washed-up comedian

with a firm grasp
of family law.

- What do you want?
- Well, as a woman,

I feel that I have
an obligation

to share this information
with your ex-wives.

- Aw, what a feminist.
- Unless you want to, uh,

rethink your taking away
my weekend shows?

Oh, so you're fucking
with my personal life

over a couple of dates?

Which is unfair,
since you don't have

a personal life
to fuck with.

Well, it looks like you have
about 20 seconds to decide.

- Hi!
- You...

Should we do a countdown?

- Oh, let's!
- (SIGHS)

- Ten, nine, eight...
- Really?

- Fine!
- (GASPS) Wonderful!

You can keep those.
I've got copies.

(LAUGHS)
What a rush!

I should blackmail
more often.

(GASPS) Rina, hi!
You look fabulous.

- Hi.
- Oh, don't worry.

- Marty was just leaving.
- Rina!

- Hi.
- Hi.

- How are you?
- I am fabulous.

- Ugh, what was he drinking?
- Mmm-hmm.

He always drinks
the weirdest shit.

- Let's get you a real drink.
- Thank you.

Excuse me.

AVA: I don't know how many times
I have to come down here

and say this.
TV is a priority for me,

and as a resident, I truly...

Oh, my God, Ava!

Holy shit!

Oh, my God.

My literal queens!
I haven't seen you in so long!

- How are you?
- (LAUGHS)

Wow, it's been so long.

How have you been?

Oh, so good!
Amazing!

I... I'm so happy
to see you.

- I'm Hallie.
- Hey, hi.

Oh, so rude of us.
Um, Hallie, this is Ava.

She used to write
comedy with us.

"Used to"?

Did you just say
you live here?

- Well...
- Yeah, she does.

- Oh.
- Um, I mean, it's for a gig.

It's temporary.
I'm working. Um...

But honestly,
it's been so nice

to get out of
the LA bubble.

You know what I mean?
Just, like, fresh perspective,

be with real people.

It's been, like, gorg,

- amazing.
- Right.

- Right.
- Right.

Hey, are you guys
free tonight?

I would love to hang out.
I can show you around.

I've got, like,
a lot of spots I love.

We've actually
gotta turn in early

'cause we have spa appointments
in the morning, so...

Yeah. I'll text you, though.

Okay, yeah.
Um, oh!

Just little Vegas
life hack for you.

Um, sometimes
when old people

are on a roll
at a slot machine,

they'll piss and shit
themselves in their seat

rather than get up, so...
(WHISTLES)

Always look before
you sit. (CHUCKLES)

- So good seeing you.
- Yeah.

- Thanks for the tip.
- (CLEARS THROAT)

(EXHALES)

Uh, here's
another toothpaste.

That was so awkward.
I feel bad.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(GASPS)
Hi, pancake!

- Can we finally hang tonight?
- Ooh, can't tonight.

- Tomorrow?
- Yeah, yeah.

Hey!
Toothpaste girl!

- You know each other?
- Yeah, we go way back.

I'm her toothpaste dealer.

Well, you're
a terrible dealer.

You didn't even
charge me.

Well, the first one's
always free.

- I'm George.
- Ava.

Well, I think this is
a very good omen.

I feel like we're about
to win a bunch of money together.

- I'm all in.
- He's all in.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS) Okay, Ava.

What do you think?
Do you want to hit or stand?

No, no. That's a bad idea.

GEORGE: She's
my good luck charm.

I want her to decide.

(CHUCKLES) Um...

Um, Jack is ten?

- Jack's ten.
- Two, carry the one...

- Hi... Hit?
- Hit.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on,

come on, come on!

- Oh!
- I told you!

Look, I love her,
she's so cute,

she's amazing,
but she sucks at blackjack.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

What? Three grand
to meet Ava?

Seems worth it to me.

Okay, love that.
I do have to ask you

to vacate the table, though,
if you're not gonna play.

Oh, yeah, of course.
Fair, sorry.

- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Tomorrow, promise.

So did I hear you say
that you lived here?

That's cool.

Uh, yeah, no, no.

It's really not.

You know how the thing
about Vegas is

you come, you party,
and then on Sunday morning,

you wanna get home
as soon as possible?

Right, yeah.

Well, my entire life

is that Sunday morning,

but I can't leave.

I've never even
partied here.

Seriously?

Well, my God.

Then we gotta make up
for lost time.

You know that fancy
Michelin star restaurant

- that's up on the third floor?
- Yeah.

Do you wanna do coke
in their bathroom?

(SNIFFS)

- So where are you from?
- Originally?

Yarmouth,
Massachusetts.

No way!
I'm from Waltham.

Look at us!
We're both from Mass,

and we love cocaine.
What are the odds?

Okay, no, wait,
no, wait, no, wait.

Were you a Papa Gino's house
or were you a Bertucci's house.

- This is very important.
- Papa Gino's.

What am I, made of money?
Come on.

(LAUGHS)

(SNIFFS)

You're funny.
I would've had such a crush

on you in high school.

(LAUGHS)
I don't think so.

I... I wasn't cool
in high school.

Mostly because
of my name.

Your name?
What do you mean?

Oh, um, yeah.

So we'd say certain words
backwards so our parents

wouldn't know
what we were talking about.

So, like, beer was "reeb,"

and all the cool kids
had nicknames.

So, like, Jon was "Noj"
And Jen S. was "Snej,"

and I think a big reason
I wasn't cool in high school

was 'cause, you know,
Ava backwards is just "Ava."

But wait, why didn't you
just use your last initial

like Jen S. did?

(SNIFFS)

- Fuck!
- (LAUGHS)

Well, even if I had,

I was still pretty busted
in high school.

Nobody told me you weren't
supposed to brush

- wavy hair, so...
- (SNIFFS)

So, what, you got hot
in college, then?

(LAUGHS)
No, not that either.

It got a little better
when I figured out my birth control

and lost my acne beard,
but, uh,

also, I was only in college
for, like, two years anyway.

I left early 'cause
I got a writing job,

and then that sort
of imploded,

and I moved here
to work a job that I hate.

Just the sort of classic story.
(LAUGHS)

- So you're on birth control?
- (LAUGHS)

That's what you got
out of all that?

(GIGGLES) No.

I... I got
the other stuff, too.

(SNIFFS)

You know, you really don't
have to change.

No, if we're going
to a Vegas club,

I legally have to wear
a highly flammable dress.

- (CHUCKLES)
- (LAUGHS)

What's with this TV?

Ugh, I've complained
a bunch.

They won't do anything
about it.

Well, if they
won't do anything...

What are you doing?

(GROANS)

(LAUGHS)

Now they have to fix it.

(GROANS) There.

If you're not happy
with something,

you gotta change it, right?

- Yeah.
- You ready?

Let's go.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Yeah, now I just
wash all my clothes in the sink

- like an old Italian woman.
- (CHUCKLES)

Oh, my God.

- GEORGE: What?
- I know those girls.

They said they were
going to bed early.

They fucking lied to me.

Oh, hey.

Oh, Ava. Hi.

What happened
to spa appointments?

Guess I'm still being punished
for my tweet, huh?

My fucking scarlet T.

Dude, nobody cares
about your fucking tweet.

You were an asshole
before the tweet.

- Excuse me?
- Honestly,

we were getting a second wind,
and I was gonna text you.

But when I scrolled up
on our messages,

the last thing you asked me
was for a plus one

to my premiere party,
and when I said that I couldn't,

you wrote, "Wow."

Okay, who are you,
the court stenographer?

- What the fuck?
- Oh, come on, Ava.

Everyone knows you're, like,
this career-obsessed...

- Opportunist.
- Yes.

So we weren't exactly
all rushing to defend you

when everything
went down.

Sorry to be so blunt,
but we're on coke.

- You guys did coke?
- Well, guess what.

I'm on coke, too.
And also, fuck you!

You think you're so great
'cause you made

one mediocre indie
about lesbians in Oakland?

Let's see what
you do next.

I'm actually directing
a Marvel movie.

Okay, how does that
even make sense?

You know what?
Good luck with that.

Kevin loves the direction
we're going in, so...

That's great.
Well, guess what?

In my next project,

I'm gonna name all
the villains

Cat and Jules
and Victoria

and fucking...

- Hallie.
- Hallie.

GEORGE: Fuck you, Hallie.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

Thanks, I know
where I'm going.

Oh, they're not here?

Am I early?

That's very funny.
They left 20 minutes ago.

They didn't finish the D.O.M.?
How rude.

I'm glad I missed them.

Oh, oops.
Sorry, sorry,

sorry, sorry.
(CHUCKLES)

Okay. You're drunk.

Oh, who are you,
my 1950s housewife?

Come on!
We're celebrating!

I got my Fridays
and Saturdays back from Marty.

All it took was just

a little tiny bit
of blackmail.

Greetings!
What can I get for you?

Yes! Um, two vodka martinis.
Dirty, please.

Just one. I'm not
celebrating anything.

No, two. I will have
them both.

WAITER: (CHUCKLES)
No problem.

Do you know how hard it was
to carve out

this Cinchers deal from QVC?

As... As hard as it is
to get into them?

- (GIGGLES)
- And you blackmailed Marty?

It's a Vegas residency,
Deborah,

not an Agatha Christie
novel.

- (SNORT)
- I have an actual plan.

Oh, please.
He loved it!

- He loves this.
- You think you can keep Marty

off your back
like this forever?

- (SIGHS)
- You need to let me set you up for the future,

one without dates.

- No, I...
- If...

No one's gonna
take my show away from me!

It's my show!

Everything else
is just extra.

"Just extra."

Well, then maybe
you should listen to Ava

and start actually
improving your material.

Have a good night.

- Perfect timing.
- I just have to say,

my mother went on your cruise.
She's a huge fan.

- What's her name?
- Carol.

Carol. Well, here's to Carol.

- I couldn't take a self...
- Please.

Yeah, great.

- That was brutal!
- Hey, forget about those guys.

Who even likes
Marvel movies anyway?

Literally everyone.
Fuck!

They're right.

The second I saw them,
my first thought was,

"Great, I can use them
to network my way back to L.A."

And my boss was right, too.
I am a little shit.

I've been, like, obsessed
with being cool and popular.

It's fucking pathetic
and so basic.

Really? I think
you're pretty amazing.

That's 'cause
you don't know me.

It only took me
three hours to figure out

that you're funny,

you're cool, you're smart.

So you're a little ambitious.
So what?

You're in
a cutthroat industry.

And you said you had
a little success early, right?

They're probably
just jealous.

I don't really
have friends, George.

I think that's, like,
a huge red flag

about me as a human being.

You're born alone,
and you die alone.

You don't need
anybody else.

I don't know.

(SIGHS) I... I think I might
need to change...

My entire personality.

Really?

I mean,
technically, changing

your entire personality
is an option.

But do you know
what the real work is?

The real work
is accepting

and loving yourself
for who you are

and all the good stuff
that you do.

I guess I do
some good stuff.

(SNIFFS)

I send money
to my parents every month.

See? You're basically
Mother Teresa.

My father's in my phone
as "Dickhead."

(CHUCKLES)

(SNIFFS)

Look, um,
I know two things.

You are a good person,
and we need to do some Molly.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(LAUGHS)

Daydreaming,
I stay in the back seat

The slow beat
rocks me back to sleep

Keeps me on automatic

Press my face up close
against the glass

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Hey,

do you wanna try
the club again?

The line was insane
last time,

and it's probably
gonna be worse now.

You know what?

I think I actually know
another way in.

Okay.

(CHUCKLES)

Don't let this go

Don't let the love
fade away

Perks of living
in a casino.

You come
down here a lot?

(LAUGHS)

Deborah?

Ava?

(LAUGHS)

(GASPS) Wow.

I don't think
I've ever seen you

not wearing pants.

What, did somebody die?

Yeah, oh, you wanna talk
about clothes?

You look like you let
a tailor loose

in an antique
carpet store,

and I'll have you know
I can dress however I want.

Okay?
Thank you.

Well, when I was doing
stand-up at your age,

I had to wear
a dress and heels.

Okay, I'm... I'm sorry
I don't have to.

Are you... Are you, like,
mad at me about that?

- Yes.
- Wait a second.

(CHUCKLES)

You're drunk.

No, I am not.
You are.

No, no. I'm on
cocaine and Molly.

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)
Hi, I'm George. Hi.

Oh, what's going on here?

Premarital sex?

- Deborah!
- (CHUCKLES)

(WHISPERING)
He's cute, good for you.

Oh,

just FYI,

I've heard
that she has deeper

sexual experiences
with women.

Oh, my God. Okay,

you're my witness. She's my boss.
She could be arrested

- for saying that, right?
- Oh, please!

Roman Polanski
is still feasting

on fois gras
in the sixth.

I don't think I'm gonna
get busted for saying

my bisexual employee
has bi sex.

(CHUCKLES)

Am I?

I... I wouldn't.

Okay, this was fun.

Yeah, okay.
Excuse me.

Oh, you don't have
your Diva cup in, do you?

- Oh, my God.
- (GIGGLES)

Damn, she's pretty rough.

Well, yeah,
that was actually

one of our
better interactions.

You know, for somebody
who doesn't have any friends

in Vegas, you run
into a lot of people here.

Yeah, well, too bad
none of them like me.

I like you.

(GUITAR MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey, do you, um...

Do you wanna
skip the club

and just go up
to my room instead?

I absolutely consent.

Oh, um, no.

Your... Your room's
actually this way.

Oh, right.

Hey, wait, wait.
This is my last $100.

How much did you
lose tonight?

Like, 60 grand.

You lost $60,000 tonight?

Yes, but you are going
to take my last $100,

- and you're gonna go win.
- No.

We have established over
the course of this evening

that I am a giant loser.

Ava! Don't say that.

You... You are a winner.

So I want you
to take this money

and pick something
really special.

And go win.

I know the perfect game.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
All righty, then!

(LAUGHS)

Do not go in there!

Whoo!

Coach, just give me
a chance!

All righty, then.
All righty, then.

(GASPS) Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!

(DINGING)

Oh, my God!

Holy shit!

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Do you want
the last reeb?

Huh? Oh, beer.

(CHUCKLES)
Yes, good.

(SIGHS)

I still can't believe
I won. God!

It's like I'm almost not even
a lahoo-suh-herr anymore.

Sorry, that was
not hot. Sorry.

Oh, tomorrow morning,
we should go

to The Mirage next door and get
the breakfast sandwiches.

It's literally the only
good thing about living here.

- Yeah, sure.
- (SIGHING) Oh, my God!

This is the first night
I've had any fun here.

At all. I just,
like, hate my job.

Well, then I think you gotta
do something about it, right?

Should I rip
the TV off the wall?

I've done so much cocaine.

- I really think I could.
- No, I just mean,

if there's something
that is in your life

that you don't like that you
know that is not working,

you need to change it,
you know?

You can't just let it go.
Like your boss.

If that was a good interaction
between you two,

then you are in
an abusive relationship.

I wanna quit,
but I clearly have no options

back in L.A. I mean,
you saw those girls.

They want nothing
to do with me.

- They fucking hate me.
- But fuck those L.A. girls!

And you don't need
your shitty boss either.

You're an artist.

You're a writer.

You just need yourself,
you know?

And this pen.

That's my vape.
But you know what?

You're right.
You're right.

Why the fuck am I wasting
my life here?

So I can't
go back to L.A.,

whatever. I...
I'm still a writer.

I can write anything
from anywhere.

I could get a cabin!

Joan Didion did that one time,
I think.

Yes, see!

Yes! That's what I mean,
you know?

There can't be any rules.

You have to go
and do your art.

- I'm gonna quit.
- Yeah?

- I'm gonna quit!
- I wanna see you quit!

- I'm quitting now!
- Go quit!

- I'm gonna... Okay.
- Just go quit,

because you know what?
Sometimes the universe

gives you a path, and you say,
"I'm gonna fucking jump,"

and the net will appear.
Right?

- (SNIFFS)
- Am I sweating?

(LINE RINGING)

You've reached
Deborah Vance.

Leave a message.

(LINE BEEPS)

Hey, it's Ava.

So I don't think
this is gonna work out,

'cause you treat me
like shit.

And also, you don't
need a writer.

You need a psychiatrist,
'cause you're fucking crazy!

And I hate calling women crazy,
but in this case,

it applies,
'cause you actually are.

So, yeah. I quit!

Why don't you get yourself
a book on attachment theory

and a bottle of Ativan?

Fucking goodbye!

- Oh, whoo!
- Yes!

- That felt so good!
- Holy fucking shit!

- That was amazing!
- Oh, my God.

You are so
fucking incredible.

Oh, that felt good.
These drugs are good.

I know.
They're really good,

which is awesome, because
it can be a crapshoot

when you buy
from a homeless guy.

Wait, what?
First of all,

they're unhoused residents.
That is scary, though.

GEORGE: You're incredible.

(TYPING)

You still awake?

Yep, I'm writing something
really good.

(WHISPERING)
This will sell.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

- Hi, Jimmy.
- Hey.

Was your email hacked?

Uh, I don't think so.

JIMMY: Ugh, no.
I was really hoping it was.

You sent me an email
at 4:00 a.m.

The subject was
"Potential Franchise,"

and it was just one
very long sentence.

It said, "What if first girl band
during Salem witch trials

"but prestige drama."

No punctuation.
Very hard to follow.

- Huh.
- Yeah, huh.

And then you sent me
a whole another email

with a list of names
that included

Glenn Close
and Ashley Olsen.

Is that the Olsen
you meant?

Yeah, let me give that

a reread before
you send it out.

Hmm, not something
I'm on the verge of doing.

- Don't you worry.
- Sorry, you gotta use

the side entrance.
Someone just jumped.

Jimmy, let me
call you back.

Jumped? Jesus.

Yeah, happens all the time.
People come here,

blow all their money
on drugs and hookers,

live it up,
and then boom! (CLAPS)

You gotta get a wet vac.
It's a mess.

So you're gonna have
to go that way.

Turn around.

Yeah.

(MUSIC INCREASES IN TEMPO)

(DUB-STEP MUSIC PLAYING)

(WIND BLOWING)

AVA: No, he...

He didn't mention
much of anything

because I... I talked about
myself the whole night,

because I fucking suck. Um...

He was
a Papa Gino's guy. I...

Okay.

Well, let us know
if you think of anything.

Looks like he skipped town
after he was found guilty

of defrauding a bunch
of elderly people.

Elder fraud?

Yeah. You have
our info, so...

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Oh, fuck.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(HORNS HONKING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Call Deborah Vance.

(PHONE RINGING)

DEBORAH: You've reached
Deborah Vance.

- Leave a message.
- (LINE BEEPS)

Deborah, if you're
getting this message,

please disregard
my message last night.

I... I did not
mean any of that.

I got some really bad advice.

I'm on my way
to explain in person.

End call.

(SOBBING)

Oh, Marcus.
You're not coming.

- Excuse me?
- Well, since you're so sure

that I need to work
on my material,

that's what I'm gonna spend
the weekend doing.

Ava and I are gonna have
a little writer's retreat.

- Mm.
- Oh, and would you mind

making sure that Barry
takes his heartworm pills?

Thank you.

- Deborah, I...
- DEBORAH: Jesus!

I said I liked the dress,
not that you have

to wear it every day.
But good timing.

You are coming with me.

What? Wait,
where are we going?

You're going on
the retreat instead.

I'm actually getting
a little eyelid maintenance,

but maybe we can do
a little bit of work, you know,

while I'm recovering.

Josefina, did you
ever find my phone?

Ah.

It was on the toilet.

Thank you.

Anyway, my appointment's
at noon.

Hope you don't mind
a little blood.

Let's go!
Move your ass!