MAN: Marius, what are you looking for?
MARIUS: What everybody's looking for deep down in their hearts.
All right, little brother, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?
-You can't come back here. -What do you mean?
It's Vince. We owe him 100 grand.
You gotta hide.
Hey, Pete, where's the farm?
Hi, Grandma, Grandpa.
It's me, Pete.
Oh...
Where have you been for the last 20 years?
MARIUS: A little bit of this, a little bit of that.
It's about Cousin Pete; he just showed up here after 20 years.
I don't think he's Pete.
AUDREY: That sneaky little fox.
Little bastard, coming into our house,
staking a claim to what isn't his.
MARIUS: I'm a confidence man.
I give people confidence, they give me their money.
You stole from me. I can't have that.
And if you don't give me my money,
I'm gonna take your brother's hand...
and a bolt cutter...
and I'm gonna snip off a finger.
WINSLOW: Looking for a guy, Marius Josipovic.
On your knees.
OTTO: I'm in trouble.
-You can't be a part of this! -Get out of here!
-(grunts) -I already am.
-(gunshots) -Oh! Oh.
BAGWELL: Marius Josipovic.
-I'm sorry, who is this? -Your parole officer.
You want to be an eagle or a shitbird?
Your collateral. All of it.
I don't need the money, I need someone to launder it.
-(muffled shouting) -(gasps)
Hey, Pete. We want you to take us to your mother
and the $11 million.
Get your gun and shoot through the door!
Do it!
-Pete. -What?
Thanks for looking out for me,
but never do anything like that again.
Hey, wait for me! Stop the bus!
MARIUS: Pete, they were gonna kill you in prison.
That's why I got you out.
They're gonna burn down the-the farmhouse
with everybody inside.
What the fuck did you and your mother do?
-JULIA: Aunt Maggie? -Pete, my boy.
MARIUS: What is my gift?
MAGGIE: When you walk into a room,
the way you take the temperature,
adjust yourself, like an emotional contortionist.
Must be exhausting.
-Where are your parents? -Our parents died
in a car accident 12 years ago.
CARLY: Aunt Maggie left me a bunch of letters my mom wrote her.
Read it, and then maybe you can tell me how
everything you've told me isn't a lie.
JULIA: Change of plan. I'm not taking her to jail.
You got her passport?
How am I supposed to get from Canada to Mexico?
JULIA: I don't know. Walk?
One of us is the CEO of a successful business,
and one of us is a fucking cop.
Where can we talk?
-You changed your mind. -Not about you.
Just about leaving right now.
Look, I know this wasn't the score we talked about.
MAN: Not even close.
MAN 2: You promised this was the big one.
Mr. Bagwell. My ex-boyfriend...
what's his name?
Go back. You like them.
Why can't you just admit it?
("Harder Out Here" by The Bright Light Social Hour playing)
♪ It's gettin' harder out here ♪
♪ I keep tryin' to just make my way ♪
♪ It's not lyin' ♪
♪ I'm only tryin' ♪
♪ Just trust in me ♪
♪ Trust in me ♪
♪ Just trust in me ♪
♪ Trust in me ♪
♪ Just trust in me. ♪
♪ ♪
(birds chirping)
♪ ♪
(breathing heavily)
You... fucking... motherfucker!
You-- I know who you are!
I spoke to Bagwell.
He fucking told me your real name!
It's...
(both grunting)
You are not my cousin!
You're fucking crazy.
What the fuck are you doing?!
You are Marius Josipovic.
-Who the fuck is that? -You're Marius Josipovic.
My mother was here.
-She thinks I'm her son. -You're Marius Josipovic.
-Maybe she's not your aunt, huh?
Stop lying to me!
-Maybe everybody's lying to you! -Stop!
Enough!
(panting): Enough.
I'm gonna go tell them.
Like you told Bagwell?
You didn't say anything to Bagwell.
'Cause if you did, he'd be here right now
putting handcuffs on me.
He's on his way.
No, you didn't say anything.
'Cause you knew it would bring up a whole lot of questions
about dead cops
-and money laundering. -(screams)
-And storage facilities in Mount Vernon. -Oh...
-You were smart. -Fuck.
You were trying to protect your family.
(gasps)
Oh, my God, you're a horrible person.
What did I do that was so horrible?
You want a list?
I helped you.
(laughing): You he-- you...
Wh-What did you even want from us?
Hey!
(music playing inside)
Pete!
Pete.
Holy mackerel, what the hell'd you do to your car?
Oh, uh, um...
Oh, uh, Julia's, uh--
Julia was-was texting and driving,
and her foot slipped off the brake.
I wasn't texting.
Okay, she tried to run me over.
-I just missed him, too. -(chuckles)
OTTO: Everybody okay? Anybody hurt?
You need me to call, like, a tow truck, or...
No, no, no, I-I'll call a tow truck.
Yeah. I mean, you know, it's a piece of shit anyway.
It's fine.
Julia, don't text and drive, huh?
-Right? -Geez.
Hey, I-I was just making dinner.
I'll put out an extra plate.
I'm really glad you're here. (laughs)
-Me, too. -Audrey!
Pete's back. Turn down the music.
You're not staying for dinner.
Get out of here.
-I can't drive anywhere. -Take my fucking car.
Leave it at the train station, leave the keys on the tire.
What?
Get... out of here!
(engine starts)
OTTO: Taylor, grab a chair in the front room for Pete.
TAYLOR: Anything to get me away from this card sharp.
ELLEN: Uncle Taylor, um, owes me $27.
TAYLOR: Whoo! She's a cheater.
OTTO: Yeah, well, it runs in the family.
And it's "shark," not card sharp.
Jacob's still napping. Here, toss the salad.
OTTO: Where's Pete?
He-- uh, he realized he couldn't stay.
OTTO: What'd you say to him?
-I didn't say anything. -Uh-huh.
You just tried to impale him with your, uh, car?
My foot slipped. He had to catch a train.
So I loaned him my car so he could
get to the station on time.
Pete and Maggie are a disaster.
It's for the best that he didn't stay.
He's still my grandson. Maggie's still my daughter.
Maggie's back, too?
No. Neither is Pete. Take the chair back.
-What? -Chair back.
You have three other grandchildren.
They're here, and they love you.
I have four. I want four.
Did Pete say where Maggie's gone?
JULIA: Didn't come up.
Oh, Carly, hey, take this pitcher
and fill the glasses.
Are you ever gonna talk to me about the letter I gave you?
There's nothing in that letter worth a conversation.
ELLEN: Can I go watch TV?
No, no, but you can draw.
There's colored pencils over there.
So, what was that about with Audrey?
Maggie left me the letters that Mom wrote her.
What'd they say?
They said... (laughs)
They said that she and Dad were miserable.
That he was mean, that he... that he cheated on her.
That he used to hit Taylor.
If we're done redecorating, I'm gonna grab another beer.
Julia, you want one?
Did you know that Mom-- that Dad cheated on Mom?
Maggie gave her some letters.
So, no on the beer?
I mean, you always told me how they were this,
-like, perfect couple. -They were.
So how come she told Maggie that she hated him?
Mom did not hate Dad.
Dad was the love of her life.
Not according to the letters.
I was there, Carly. I saw them.
They wou-- they would hold hands at the movies.
Did he ever hit you?
Jesus, what are you talking about?
-Taylor. -Tell her.
You remember how they were.
I remember.
This is Maggie stirring up trouble again.
Grandma's right, we're better off without her.
AUDREY: Those glasses aren't gonna fill themselves.
-CARLY: Yeah, no, they're not. -(sets pitcher down)
(door opens in distance)
TAYLOR: When were Mom and Dad in Myrtle Beach?
Remember the-the... the picture with the sunglasses?
-Was that '88? -You know what's in those letters is true.
Not you, too.
Mom was unhappy.
They were passionate people.
I get you wanting to remember it that way,
but Dad was brutal to you.
He was tough on me. I needed tough.
When you broke your ankle,
he made you skate laps on it for an hour.
Nobody knew that it was broken until later.
-And we won state that year. -It was abusive.
What are we even talking about? Some letters?
Hmm?
Look. Here.
Myrtle Beach.
Tell me they're not happy.
Taylor, it's just a picture.
Why are you so determined to have Carly
believe they were shitty?
Hmm?
Will it somehow make you feel better about your own life?
They loved me, I love them.
They loved each other.
That's the end of the story.
(music playing faintly)
Where you going?
-I got a thing. -What thing?
-I got a thing. At-at a place. -(door opens)
We're supposed to be having family dinner.
-(door closes) -Couldn't leave it alone.
You're gonna make this my fault?
People rem-remember things the way they do for a reason.
-What about what I remember? -Don't be selfish.
-I'm out of here, too. -(door opens, closes)
Now where's she going?
Doesn't matter.
It matters if you don't want 37 pounds
of leftover risotto clogging the fridge.
AUDREY: So we eat risotto for a week.
Oh... I just wanted a nice family dinner.
Yeah, and I wanted to marry Paul Newman,
but here I am.
Yeah, and here you'll stay.
By yourself.
Don't let the risotto burn.
(door closes)
Can I have some paper?
Sure, honey.
Uh, there's some on the counter.
(train approaching)
(phone ringing)
(train whistle blows)
(ringing continues)
(ringing stops)
(footsteps echoing)
(screaming)
MARIUS: Lizzie!
(train whistle blowing)
(ducks quacking)
JULIA: They weren't perfect.
No parents are.
-You do all right. -(chuckles)
(takes deep breath)
I don't know.
It's hard.
I mean, you do things... because of your kids.
You do things in spite of your kids.
What's important is that you love them
even when you don't always do the right thing by them.
Mom and Dad loved you.
And when they died, that's all anyone
wanted you to remember.
Okay, so you all just got together
-and decided to lie? -(scoffs)
No, nobody "got together." We-we just wanted you
to have happy memories.
Even if they weren't entirely true.
(siren wailing)
-Geez, what do you think that's about? -Beats me.
(sirens approaching)
Whoa. Come on.
-TROOPER: Julia Bowman? -Yeah?
You're under arrest for obstruction of justice
in violation of the Connecticut
Corrupt Organization and Racketeering Act.
You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say
can and will be used against you. You have a right
-to a lawyer; if you can't afford a lawyer... -What are you doing?
-...one will be appointed to you by the court. -What do you think
-you're doing? You can't come in here like this. -Mommy.
-Ellen, honey, it's gonna be okay. -Oh, we can.
-Don't worry. Don't worry, honey, okay? -No.
-We've got warrants. -It's gonna be okay.
-TROOPER: Come with us. -You can keep that.
Julia.
-ELLEN: Mommy. -Watch your head, ma'am.
(dog barking)
(indistinct chatter)
(clattering)
TROOPER: Winner, winner, chicken dinner.
OTTO: Pete.
(laughing): Geez. Pete.
There you are.
Hi. I, uh, I left Julia's car in the,
in the parking lot with the-the key on the...
-Huh? Oh. Oh. Okay, right. -...front tire. Front left tire.
What time's your train?
Oh, it's, uh, I think it's in, uh,
-it's in 15 minutes. -Well, there'll be
another one in an hour.
(stammering): Let's, you know, let's go have a beer.
No, no, no, I can't. I got to, I got to get going.
I know you're leaving.
I got something here for you.
-What's that? -That's a key.
It's a key to the farmhouse.
So you'll always remember that you can come back.
Whenever.
What do I need a key for?
You... you always leave the door unlocked.
It's symbolic, you asshole.
(laughing)
-(Otto inhales, groans) -(phone ringing)
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. Hi.
What...
No, no, no, no, no.
No, stay there.
We'll come and meet you there.
All right, we'll meet you there.
What's wrong?
Forget the train, we got to go to the courthouse.
-What do you mean? -Julia's been arrested.
Come on.
GUARD: Your lawyer is here.
Lawyer? I don't even know what I'm supposed to have done.
Don't look over here. Come on.
You got ten minutes.
Thought they said I had a lawyer.
I am your lawyer.
How the fuck am I in jail and you're not?
I dropped Valerie off a half mile from the border.
When she got busted, she gave you up,
but not me.
I'm so gonna punch you in the dick.
Well, go ahead, have at it.
It's no fun if you let me.
The Connecticut attorney general wants your head on a pike.
Been after Luis Mercado for years
and you almost tanked her whole prosecution
by shipping her key witness to Canada.
-(scoffs) -Kind of textbook obstruction.
They also found the backpack with the money
you took off Valerie,
so they're hitting you with money laundering as well.
You make it sound like I'm going to jail.
Well, you're already in jail. Without a well-connected lawyer
who can get the AG to take a Xanax, you're going to prison.
Where am I supposed to find a lawyer like that?
I don't know, Yellow Pages?
(Julia sighs)
I do one noble good deed and...
that's what fucks me.
God.
(sighs)
Has anyone spoken to her?
I tried to badge my way in,
but the Staties are being real assholes.
-There's Lance. -OTTO: How is she?
She's fine.
I mean, she's not fine, she's facing
five to ten years in prison.
But, um, there'll be a bail hearing in the morning.
We'll be ready with the bond.
LANCE: Uh, one problem.
Uh, your license to write bonds has been suspended.
You can maintain the bonds you have,
and if we can get the suspension lifted, it's all good.
But until then, you're shut down.
Well, that's ridiculous. Otto and I didn't do anything.
-Julia was your employee. -OTTO: All right, forget the license.
We'll figure out another way to raise bail.
Without a license, we don't have a business.
Without bail, we don't have a granddaughter.
A granddaughter we can't bail out
-because we don't have a business. -(exhales)
How many bonds you got for me this evening, sugar?
-10, 11, 12... -There's Sam.
(panting) Sam.
We have a problem.
You, a problem?
-Shocker. -I-I know, I know.
Julia, Julia's been arrested.
And our license is under suspension,
so we can't bond her out.
Jesus.
Can you help us?
You know, I-I would,
but I can't do anything without Sean.
Sean signs all the bonds himself
right at 6:00 when we close for the day.
And you know how he feels about you.
Would you talk to him?
Sam?
He... he's just gonna laugh at me.
Let him laugh, this is Julia.
What...
were you two thinking...
helping her send Valerie...
-to Canada? -Julia thought that
the cash we got from Valerie would cover the lost bond.
So now that money is evidence.
And we're out the bond.
So, not only did we break the law,
but we lost money doing it.
OTTO: She'll calm down,
she's just... scared.
Hmm. Mad as a bull, more like it.
Well, that's how you know she's scared.
Go ahead. Leave.
It's what everybody does.
What's wrong?
CARLY: Besides Julia?
Oh, just my...
whole family lying to me about everything.
-Just that? -Yeah, I'm sure
you've been lying to me, too.
Well, I wouldn't put it past me.
Before my mom died, she wrote your mom
saying that she was planning on
leaving my father and running off to California.
Well, if she wrote it, she wrote it.
Right?
Right, but, I mean, did she mean it
or is it just, like, a thing that she just said?
What answer do you want to hear?
I want the truth... (stammers)
Everybody has their own version of the truth.
And, you know, most of the truth is only half true.
So it doesn't matter, right?
'Cause there's no truth. It's all just fungible.
Okay, cool. Thanks for the help.
What?
(door creaks open)
-(phone ringing) -(door closes)
(phone beeps)
Hello?
I bet you're looking for a play, Marius.
MARIUS: No, Lizzie.
I'm... I'm not.
LIZZIE: It's a sweet one.
High-end, big money.
It's all set up, I just need to slot someone in.
I won't even make you apologize for Michigan.
That wasn't my fault.
Like I said, I'm willing to let it go.
You're bored.
I can hear it in your voice.
MARIUS: You know, it sounds like you're in a café.
And I, and I bet
there's a ring or some sorry sucker's wallet
on the table who was standing next to you, am I right?
It's a watch, actually.
With an inscription:
"To Vincenzo, with love, Margaritte."
(chuckles): I was close.
You think Margaritte really loves him, or the watch
is just a way to make him feel loved
when she was really in it for the money?
Say you'll do my con.
I can't do that.
That's too bad.
(door creaks open)
I thought you were leaving.
I was. I am. I'm leaving.
You want to get a beer?
Yeah, why not?
♪ Knew if I stuck by your side... ♪
Swell joint.
(man whistling)
It's sticky.
Yeah. Yeah.
But the beer is cheap, the wings are free.
♪ Love is where you are... ♪
Actually, I went to high school with a bunch of the dancers.
-Oh, yeah? Wow. -Yeah. Really nice.
Super grounded.
Carly seemed kind of upset.
She's just got her head full of a bunch of bullshit
about our parents.
(applause, whistling)
Taylor.
-How are you, how's life? -I'm good, I'm good.
How about you, Louise? How's Donald and the kids?
Kids are awesome. Donnie's still out of a job, though.
-If I hear anything, I'm gonna let you know. -Thank you.
How you doing?
See, that's what I'm talking about,
that is the kind of woman that a man needs to marry.
MARIUS: Yeah, steady income.
You always know where she is at night.
Maybe she has a girlfriend for you.
Oh, sh-- no, I'm...
I'm staying far away from girlfriends for a while.
Oh, yeah? Oh, what about Shannon?
How'd you know about her?
I would say pretty much everybody knows about Shannon.
-(toy squeaks) -LOUISE: Oops.
-A little help, boys? -MARIUS: Oh. Yeah, no, no, no,
I'll give it, I'll give it to her.
Thank you.
TAYLOR: I thought that I was the man that she had
been waiting for.
Knight in shining armor.
It's all a bullshit story I made up in my head.
I wasn't a knight. I was a-an addict.
I was addicted to her.
Yeah, it's emotional heroin.
We all have one of those.
Who's yours?
No, it doesn't matter. It doesn't...
-No, tell me. Tell me. -No, no, no, no, no.
Tell me.
Come on.
You ever have...
a perfect dance partner?
You just move together in all the right ways, instinctively?
Sounds good.
Well, it was until it wasn't.
♪ Help me to feel good... ♪
Where is she now?
Uh, last time we saw each other was in Michigan.
We did not end well.
Does anybody?
♪ Short term... ♪
So what are we gonna do about Julia?
I don't-- what can we do?
Well, I have an idea,
but I don't think you're gonna like it.
(indistinct chatter)
TAYLOR: Are you sure this will work?
Just wait over there and give me five minutes.
Bonds ready to go to the courthouse?
Just signing the last ones.
MARIUS: Sam.
I was hoping I could have a word.
Why the fuck would I want a word with you?
(whispering): Because I can make you a lot of money.
(whispers): Whatever fish you're selling, I ain't buying.
What if that fish was Bernhardt Bail Bonds?
They're the only competition you have left.
Their license is suspended, so...
(chuckles): I wouldn't really call them competition.
Well, that's exactly why now is the time to strike,
when they're vulnerable.
What are you looking to get out of this charitable endeavor?
-Five percent. -TAYLOR: You son of a bitch,
you think I'm gonna let you sell out Grandma?
-(grunting) -(quietly): I am so sorry.
You always were a sneaky fucking Pete, Pete.
High school's over, Glory Days.
I should've drowned you in that fucking porta-potty...
SAM: Hey, stop it! Stop it. Enough.
What are you thinking?
-You can't just beat someone up. -TAYLOR: He's trying to scam
-Grandma and Grandpa. -Yeah, and you stopped him. Now get out of here.
-I can still make the deal work, all right? -Forget it. Stop. Stop!
You can't scam someone who knows you're trying to scam them.
I do appreciate you, uh,
punching Taylor in the balls, though.
That was fun.
What's the daily count, sugar?
Only nine for you this evening.
You sure? I got ten bonds here.
Adams, Bickell, Bowman, Zurn...
Bowman?
Bowman, Julia.
Hefty sum, too.
Want to take it back?
No. No, file it.
File it, file, file all ten.
TAYLOR: You look like you need a shower.
How'd you raise the money to bail me out?
Pete.
Pete? I thought Pete left.
H-He was supposed to leave.
It was a family crisis.
Where is he?
AUDREY: How did you do it?
A good magician never reveals his tricks.
I'm gonna need you to do better than that.
Eh-- the important thing is that Julia's not in jail anymore.
Right?
Listen...
I wanted to apologize the other day, for-for any trouble
that I might have caused.
OTTO: Hey! Hey!
Julia's here. Honey.
-(both laugh) -Hi.
The rug rats are upstairs. They're sleeping.
-What about Pete? -Yeah, Pete's right over...
W-Where's Pete?
♪ ♪
(train approaching)
♪ It serves you right to suffer ♪
♪ It serves you right to be alone ♪
♪ It serves you right to suffer ♪
♪ It serves you right to be alone ♪
♪ Because you're still livin' ♪
♪ The day done packed and gone ♪
♪ It serves you right to suffer ♪
♪ It serves you right to be alone ♪
♪ It serves you right to suffer ♪
♪ It serves you right to be alone ♪
♪ Your doctor put you on ♪
♪ Milk, cream and alcohol ♪
♪ And that's why, that's why, that's why ♪
♪ You can't keep from crying... ♪
Is this seat taken?
Actually, it is.
What, are you working a mark?
No, I'm having cocktails.
I told you that I was having cocktails when you texted
because having cocktails is something that normal people do
when they want to relax with other normal people.
I'm a normal person.
I thought you were spending time with your family in Connecticut.
No, no, no, I'm done with that. I'm looking for new action.
-Time to move on. -Huh.
Well, you know, after the Buffalo debacle,
you're on a lot of people's no fly list.
-Really? -I'm not saying that it's right,
but they felt burned.
AJ: Hey, Marius.
What happened to your face?
-What happened to your face? -(laughs)
Thanks for joining us.
Yeah. Hey, you know Fat Tommy and his crew.
What's he up to these days?
-(hisses) -Nothing?
-Fat Tommy died. -What?
-18 months ago. Hmm. -No.
(chuckles): What? I thought he moved to Florida.
-Is there a difference? -(laughter)
Yeah, he'll be back.
He'll get bored of all that sunshine.
I don't know. You know?
At a certain point, a person could want more in life
than lies and duplicity.
-Yeah, good luck with that. -AJ: Hey.
What about Lizzie? I hear she's in town.
Marius isn't suicidal.
Yeah, well, she's always got action.
MARJORIE: Don't you even think about it.
-I'm not thinking about it. -After Michigan,
you made me promise that I would tie you up and shoot you
if you ever got back with Lizzie.
And I meant it. I was lucky to get out of there
with all ten fingers. Really.
Look, lay low and I'll make some inquiries.
Okay? But until then, I want you to promise me
you'll go sit under a tree.
-Birch or maple? -I'm serious.
A nice green tree. Can you do that?
(elevator chimes)
(siren wailing in distance)
(birds chirping, car horn honks)
BAGWELL: So, your ex-girlfriend came to see me.
Lovely lady.
Stay away from her. She deserves better.
But you know, she seems to be concerned
with your level of honesty, and quite frankly, so am I.
Well, you can only prove yourself one day at a time.
Now tell me about this construction job in Westchester.
-Well, it kind of went away. -Well, get a new one.
You see, men like you, without jobs, you, you get restless,
and when you get restless, you become shitbirds.
I want pay stubs and I want time cards next time I see you.
You got that?
You have any other plans?
A friend of mine told me to go sit under a tree.
Trees are magical things.
They talk to one another through the latticed fungi
buried in the soil.
I didn't know that.
(laughs)
I know that you know
more than you let on. (chuckles)
You know, and, and really, that's your problem,
because you seem to think that people can't see past your mask.
Who is Marius Josipovic?
No, more to the point, who is Marius Josipovic
without his criminal self?
Don't answer that. It's rhetorical.
You, without your criminal self.
Well, that's who you're going to have to become
if you're going to be a real person in society,
and not a recidivist marking his time before he returns
-to the sweet bosom of the penitentiary. -I get it.
You don't get it.
Buy yourself a mirror.
Take a long, long look.
The truth will set you free if you can stand it.
(beeps)
(phone ringing)
MARIUS (over phone): Hello?
LIZZIE: I'm not gonna wait forever.
Did something happen to you?
It'd break my heart if you lost a step.
I got to go.
If I don't hear from you by 7:00 a.m., I'm moving on.
(piano playing softly)
-BARTENDER: Good evening. -Hi.
-Here's our drink menu. -Thank you.
I'll be back in a moment.
Thanks.
Are you here for the convention?
You, too?
I think practically the whole hotel is.
-(chuckles softly) -Hey, if you're looking for a good drink,
the bartender makes a lovely Aviation.
Oh, does that have tequila?
'Cause tequila and I don't get along.
No, no, it's gin, lemon juice and crème de violette.
It was-it was Howard Hughes's favorite drink.
Oh.
I'm-I'm Jerry Ansbach.
-Betsy McConnell. Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you.
So w-where are you based out of?
Nashua. My boss and the rest of my team get in tomorrow.
I came in early to set up the booth, so...
(both chuckle)
So they make you do all the grunt work?
Oh, no. I mean, I don't know, I like it.
I get to have everything exactly the way I like it.
And for one night, the only person I have to take care of
is me, so... (clicks tongue)
You, uh, you touched your ring right there.
Sorry, I-I, uh, I go to Vegas a lot,
and-and I-I play a lot of poker, and I have this annoying habit
of-of, uh, looking for tells, and when you touched your ring,
it seemed like it was a tell.
Am I that obvious?
I haven't even had a drink yet.
I know it's a bad habit, I'm sorry.
-No, it's okay. -No, it was rude. It was rude.
You're not rude.
My husband-- soon to be ex-husband-- he's rude.
We're separated.
-Oh, how long? -Ten whole days.
But it's, it's good.
It wa-- it's been a very long time coming.
I'm sorry about that.
No... I mean, the day that he left,
I danced around the living room in my underwear.
Wow.
(both laugh)
BARTENDER: Ma'am?
What can I get you?
Are you sure about that Aviation?
Trust me.
BETSY: (exhales) This is it.
The bridge that's in all the movies.
(sighs)
Thank you, Jerry, for indulging me.
Well, don't thank me yet, because if we get mugged,
then I'm counting on you to protect me.
There was this moment, seven years ago, when Mark was...
being himself.
And this voice in my head
said, "This isn't gonna work."
I stopped being fun.
LIZZIE: Marius. Shh. Marius.
I love your name.
MARIUS: I like it when you say my name.
LIZZIE: Marius Josipovic.
(laughs)
BETSY: I stopped being fun.
I was a really fun person.
I was.
Jerry, let's go back to my room.
I'll show you how fun I am.
So, what do you say, Jerry?
I'm not Jerry.
What do you mean?
I'm not the... uh... the computer programmer,
or the-- I don't, I don't go to the, uh...
and I wasn't going to the convention.
I'm nothing I told you I was.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry. (clears throat)
(insects chirping)
(exhales)
(phone dialing)
MARIUS: Lizzie.
LIZZIE (over phone): Marius.
MARIUS: I'm in.
Whatever you got going.
LIZZIE: What took you so long?
(phone beeps)
I was about to grab, uh, Ellen and Jacob and head on home.
Good.
They could use a night in their own beds.
JULIA: They were all I could think about.
You should make sure you tell them that.
I will.
I'm glad you're out.
JULIA: Are you?
Because you're acting like you're not.
Can we please not pick a fight?
Valerie was nine months pregnant.
And you have two children at home.
I'm aware I have children. I gave birth to them.
-I'm not gonna do this. -No, no, no, don't-don't bury what you think.
-You got something to say... -You're a fuckup and a liar!
It's all about you.
(exhales) Is that it?
You need a lawyer, Julia.
A real lawyer, and Otto and I don't have any money
because you got our license suspended.
-I'll pay for my own lawyer. -With what?
Otto was there, Taylor was there. Be angry at them.
I am.
Go home.
I need you to go home.
Fine.
And don't come in tomorrow.
In fact, take the week off.
There's no work, anyway.
Sure, I'll just go sit in the corner like a bad little girl
and think about what I've done.
-Would you rather I fired you? -(scoffs) If that would
make you feel like you're in control of the universe,
have at it.
You're fired.
Fine, I needed a fresh start.
LIZZIE: (gasps) Merde. Chérie.
Je suis si maladroit et je suis trés en retard.
Will you please? The salesmen.
My husband, he will take care of everything.
I will just take the decanter,
and you can deliver the rest, uh, oui?
Tu es mon âme.
♪ Ooh, there she goes ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ One day I had spoke to a man through his eyes ♪
♪ I saw what he saw, as it cropped up in his mind ♪
♪ Said what's the procedure, do I keep my design? ♪
♪ No, you're gone, you're gone, you're gone ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ You don't know how lucky you are ♪
♪ No, no, no, no ♪
♪ You don't know how lucky you are ♪
♪ She acts like a martyr, she's got God on her face ♪
♪ The world's her disciple, and I'm the head of the slaves ♪
♪ Things must get done, in such peculiar ways ♪
♪ There she goes, she goes, she goes ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ 8:00 Terry, 10:00 Sally ♪
♪ Gotta little pill to give ♪
♪ 5:00 Patti, 6:00 Betty ♪
♪ You don't know how lucky you are ♪
♪ Mm-mm ♪
♪ You don't know how lucky you are ♪
(indistinct chatter)
♪ The world is on fire, as you quicken your pace ♪
♪ To squeeze out the venom of the whole human race ♪
♪ The things you provide us have sent us to our graves ♪
♪ But you're gone, you're gone, you're gone ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Yeah, you don't know how lucky you are ♪
♪ You don't know how lucky you are ♪
♪ Yeah, you don't know how lucky you are ♪
♪ No, no. ♪ n't know how lucky you are ♪