The Wrong Tenant (2022) Movie Script
1
(arrows whooshing)
(soft intriguing music)
(fists bashing)
(Julie grunting)
(Julie breathing heavily)
(rhythmic jazz music)
(fabric tearing)
- What's up?
- Nothing.
- Okay.
(hammer banging)
(soft intriguing music)
(water pattering)
Thank you.
- It's only fair.
- Nah, not really.
You actually get
paid for your job.
- [Zamia] Can we see
some of your stuff?
- [Ben] It's not
ready quite yet.
- Yet?
- This one's a huge art fan.
- Oh.
- Are you really?
- No, she's teasing.
She thinks it's funny.
- Oh my gosh, did you
guys get that puppy?
- Aww, Charlie.
- [Julie] Oh my
gosh, it's so cute.
- You guys got the dog then?
- No, we decided not to.
- Yup.
We. (chuckles)
The big royal we, right?
- Yeah, we did talk about that.
- [Zamia] Wasn't he the cutest
dog you ever saw though?
- Oh my gosh, he was so cute.
- Did you show him?
Did she show you?
- She showed me the dog.
It's a good-lookin' animal.
- You know I work long hours,
so it wouldn't be
fair to the dog.
- Okay.
Let's not lie to our
friends. (chuckles)
Mr. Super Cop over here doesn't
think I'm wifey material.
- No, no, no no, no.
- No.
- If we got a dog, then
he'd have to commit.
- That's our cue.
So thank you for dinner.
- This was so fun.
- This was so fun.
- This was great.
Next time our place, 'kay?
- Yeah, absolutely. Absolutely.
Absolutely.
- Please soon.
- Yeah, we'll show you out.
- Great.
- Thank you, guys.
- [Ben] We'll show ya out.
- No, you started it.
- I started it?
No, you started it.
You started it with that-
- No.
- Come on.
- All I did was ask
(drowned out by arguing).
(parents shouting)
- Why do you bother watching?
- You can't leave me with them.
- I can't stay either.
- [Max] All right? Nothing.
You know, I don't
think there's anything
that we could possibly do
to straighten this out.
Shut the fuck up!
You're gonna wake him up.
(soft soothing music)
(door slamming)
(Bonnie sighing)
(keys rattling)
- Where do you
think you're going?
- To see my boyfriend.
- Your boyfriend?
I think you mean
your drug dealer.
- I told you, mom,
that stuff wasn't his.
- That stuff wasn't his? Really?
Will that be his defense
at his trial, huh?
- Okay, maybe he's not
the only person on earth
who smokes crack.
- [Bonnie] What are you
tryin' to tell me, Susie?
- Nothing.
- You know what?
Just don't start
with me right now.
Now is not a good time, okay?
- It's never a good time, is it?
- [Bonnie] Go to your room.
- I told you I was going.
I told you what I was doing.
What more do you
want from me, okay?
Jesus Christ.
Mom!
(hand slapping)
- Don't speak to
me like this, okay?
Just shut up!
- [Susie] Fuck.
You just hit me!
- [Bonnie] It is my job,
Susie, to protect you
and to keep you away from
criminals and drug dealers.
- He's not a criminal!
I told you he's not a criminal!
- Mom.
- Go to your room.
- No!
- Please.
- Mom, please stop.
- Your father knows I'm right.
Your father, he knows I'm right.
(knuckles knocking)
(sandpaper grinding)
- Dad?
Dad, can I stay
in here with you?
- I got work to do
Close the door.
(rhythmic jazz music)
(phone ringing)
- Hey babe.
- [Julie] Hey.
I can't talk about it right now.
Something happened at work
and I need you to come get me.
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Yeah, I'll be right there.
So you didn't lose
control or anything?
- How you feelin' today, George?
Anxiety?
- Maybe somethin' you said
and then he picked up on that?
- What's making you so angry.
- You.
- You're the one who said that
he reminded you of your dad.
- No, I didn't do
anything at all.
- Then why?
- I heard you laugh at me.
This last time I was here.
I was outside. You were on
the phone with somebody.
I heard the whole thing.
- This is similar to what we
talked about about last week.
He's got PPD.
Distrust is a classic
symptom of that disorder.
Challenging to treat.
George.
- I heard you laugh at me!
You bitch!
(foot thudding)
(George grunting)
(fist bashing)
Fuckin' bitch.
- [Ben] What did the cops say?
- That I broke his nose.
- Jesus.
- Lucky shot, I guess.
- What happens now?
- The state board is
going to investigate me.
They have to.
And I will be suspended until
the investigation is over.
- Suspended.
Okay.
(fists bashing)
- What are we gonna do?
Can you call Robert?
- I already did.
He said they're not hiring
and he doesn't know
anyone else who is.
- So what about your show?
- It's not for
another couple months.
- [Julie] Couldn't
you move it up?
- Gallery's booked out in
advance and I'm just not ready.
- So how much do you
have left in savings?
- Just enough to make this
conversation more depressing.
- Well I can carry us
for a few months, but-
- I know.
- We have to do something.
- We will.
(soothing jazz music)
Since when do you drink white?
- It's all we had.
- We're gonna have to
rent out the spare room.
- Not necessarily.
I was actually thinking-
- I already put an ad online.
- I'm sorry.
- Me too.
(soft intriguing music)
(knife scraping)
- You gotta do it like this.
Spot me. Spot me.
Pretty cool, huh?
- Yeah.
- I'm leaving tonight.
- [David] When?
- Whenever dad gets home.
He's late, so mom's gonna
be busy arguing with him.
(gun clicking)
Did you hear me?
- Yeah.
Where are you going?
- Trevor, he has some
family in Nevada.
We're gonna go and
stay with them.
- Are you ever coming back?
- (sighs) Would you?
Look, I'm always gonna
be your sister, okay?
Nothing is ever
gonna change that.
(soft intriguing music)
C'mon.
(knife scratching)
I'll always be here
with you, 'kay?
(doorbell chiming)
- Hi.
- Julie?
- Yeah.
- Here to talk to
you about the room.
- Perfect. Yeah.
Come on in.
- How are you?
- Good. How are you?
- Good. Very good.
- Nice to meet you.
- [Prospect] Oh, check this out.
- It's gonna be right down here.
- Alrighty.
I do Yoga, Tai Chi
and life. (chuckles)
- [Julie] Oh, that's
so nice. (chuckles)
- So this is the room.
Check it out. Give it a spin.
You get your own bathroom,
nice bed, closet.
- Yeah.
900 bucks a month,
little steep for-
- Well it's a
great neighborhood.
- [Prospect] Yeah.
- So you have full
access to the kitchen
and we've got the washer
and dryer in there.
- Oh, cool.
- Yeah.
Make yourself at home.
- Kitchen sounds good.
I really like that, yeah.
- You can cook.
That's great.
- Yeah, no.
- We love someone who can cook.
- I know.
- Either way.
- Sounds great.
- We need to try that out.
- So this is the room.
- It's a nice-size room.
You have your own private bath.
Obviously you have the bed.
Decent-sized storage
area in the closet.
- Yeah.
- Great.
- So what's your snake policy?
- What?
- Do we have a snake policy?
- And what would it be
if there was a snake?
I think-
- Do you keep it in a box?
(rhythmic jazz music)
- Did you guys get
this bedbug certified?
- We have not.
- Mm-mmm, nope.
- Yet.
- But we can do that.
- Absolutely.
- Well when you do, wouldn't
it be like a certificate?
- Okay.
- It's the first time
movin' outta my mom's house
so excited and lookin'
for a good place.
- You're movin' out.
- Yeah.
- First place.
- Finally.
- First place.
(doorbell chiming)
- Hi.
You're here about
the room, right?
- Yes, I hope it's
still available.
I'm looking to get
settled in right away.
- You know, I'm so sorry.
It just got rented.
- Sad face.
- I know.
Bye.
- Who was that?
- Jehovah's witness.
- Those are the worst.
(dog barking)
(birds chirping)
(Paul knocking)
- Hi.
- Hey, I'm Paul.
We had an appointment.
- Hey, Ben.
- Ben.
- Nice to meet you, Paul.
- Nice to meet you.
- Come on in.
- [Paul] Thank you.
- [Ben] Should we
show you the room?
- [Paul] Please.
- [Julie] It's right this way.
- So Julie and I sleep
right across the hallway.
Here's the room.
It's got a great
bathroom, your own shower.
Nice size closet, bed.
It's actually a great room.
- This is big.
I like this.
Is it okay if I?
- Yeah, absolutely.
- So the ad said 900.
Is that still the rate
you guys were thinkin'?
- We could go down to 850.
- That'd be great.
- What do you do
for a living, Paul?
- Is it okay if I?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Test this out?
- Get in there.
- So nothing right now.
I used to work in
finance in New York.
- Mm-hmm.
- Be willing to pay up front.
- 'Kay.
- What're you doin' out here?
- I just want a change of pace.
I've never seen California.
Just kinda see what
it was all about.
- [Ben] It's great
out here actually.
- It seems amazing.
- [Ben] Hikes and
you can go surfing.
- Right, right, right.
- So why did you quit your job?
- We got a lotta questions.
- No, no. I get it.
Someone's movin' in your house.
This is a big deal.
I don't know. I guess I just
wanted a change of pace.
I wanted to see the sun
every once in a while.
- How long were you
planning on staying?
- That's a good question.
At least a year.
That's real quick.
And if it's all the same to you,
I can just give you that now.
Get it outta the way.
- You give us-
- The full year.
- The full year?
- Yes.
I'd rather just have it done,
paid for, outta the way.
And I can pay with cash.
- I'm cool with cash, but
I think we'll let you know.
- Oh.
Yeah, of course.
Right.
No, very good.
- Yeah. No, after you.
- [Julie] Thanks.
- Awesome. Is this real hardwood
or is this laminate?
- It's laminate, yeah.
- [Ben] It's real laminate.
- It is a pleasure
meetin' you both.
- Hey Paul, thanks
for comin' by.
- Absolutely.
- Yeah, thank you.
- You both have a
good night, okay?
(doorknob rattling)
You see that?
You see how that's
loose right there?
I could fix that
right up for ya.
- You know, we have been
meaning to get to that.
- And we will get to it today.
- Are you sure?
Because my tools are
right in the truck.
- I got it.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I appreciate it though.
- Okay no, man. Absolutely.
You both have a good night.
- Okay. You too, Paul.
- [Paul] Well thank you.
- All right.
Drive safe, Paul.
- [Paul] Thanks again.
(soft intriguing music)
(plastic rustling)
- Well?
- I finally found him online.
He's got tons of friends
on different social media,
hundreds of pictures.
I mean he seems like
a pretty normal guy.
- One year?
- It's a long time.
- When we got the
house, it felt-
- Final.
- Yes.
Julie, this is our first house.
It's supposed to be ours.
Never thought I'd
have a roommate again.
- Me neither.
- You're my roommate.
- Really?
- The food was good.
The conversation
wasn't but whatever.
- [Bonnie] Yeah, well you know
once we join this company,
it is what it is, Max.
- [Max] Listen Bonnie,
I'm just going-
- So when's he coming?
- He's not.
I'm walking over to the gas
station on Stevenson Avenue
and he's picking me up.
- So why are you still here?
- [Bonnie] Do you like
the look of me right now?
- I don't really know.
- Like a bitch.
You know.
- Ooh.
That's a big-
- What if they hear us?
- Bitch?
- I can tell 'em
you went to go
sleep over at Lisa's
or something if you want.
- That won't really
make a difference, okay?
We'll be across the
state line by morning.
- Can you at least tell
me where you're going?
- Stop drinking.
- Listen, Max.
No, you listen to me, Max.
- You really need to.
- I don't think
that's a good idea.
At least not right away, okay?
- But I wanted to send
you a birthday present.
(pager beeping)
- [Bonnie] Listen,
Max. It's not up to me.
I'm a better man than this.
- You know mom and
dad love us, right?
- So then why are you leaving?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, okay.
- [Bonnie] You're keeping it.
What's keeping you here?
- Because she just doesn't
know how to show it.
Dad too.
- Why are you still here?
- I'm here, Bonnie. (chuckles)
- [Bonnie] I think they
prefer if you left.
- But I love you, okay?
So come here.
Get up.
I love you, okay?
(intriguing rock music)
I love you so, so much.
- [Bonnie] David, do you
know where your sister is?
Listen, Max.
Get out here now!
- What? What?
- Can you get out here?
Pretend to care where
your daughter is please.
- [Max] Dammit!
Did you two get into
it again last night?
- [Bonnie] No,
but you would know
if you ever poked your
head outside that door.
(intriguing rock music)
(static fizzing)
(sandpaper scraping)
- Dad.
Dad.
Can we shoot tomorrow?
- Why you wanna learn
how to shoot guns?
- [Bonnie] Max,
did you call yet?
- Kinda wanted to
get outta the house.
- All right.
Let's go.
- [Ben] Julie.
Julie, guess.
- You got your old job back.
- No, no.
And that actually kinda makes
my news seem pretty shitty.
- What happened?
- One of Devin's bartenders
got a part on a TV show.
He offered me the job.
- Oh.
- It's just day shifts to start.
But as long as I don't screw up,
he's gonna put me on
Friday and Saturday nights
in a couple weeks.
He said I can make like 200
bucks a shift on a Friday night,
maybe more.
- Well that's great, baby.
(Ben grunting)
(soft intriguing music)
- Still gonna have
to rent out the room.
(doorbell chiming)
(Paul knocking)
- [Julie] Babe, I
think that's him.
- [Ben] Let's go say hello.
- Hey guys.
- All right, all right.
Extend your arms.
All right, but you don't
wanna lock 'em out, okay?
All right, relax your shoulders.
'Kay, all right.
Bend your knees a little bit.
There you go. There you go.
Okay, you ready?
All right, now
line up your shot.
(gun cocking)
All right, shoot.
(gun blasting)
Tougher than it looks, right?
- Yeah.
So you're goin' hunting
with Uncle Bobby
next weekend, right?
- Yes.
- Can I come?
- I don't know if I could
sneak that one by your mom.
Hey, she doesn't like guns.
- Why does she have to know?
- Maybe when you're a little
older, all right, bud?
Let's try this again, all right?
Line up your shot.
Line it up. There you go.
Shoot.
(soft intriguing music)
(gun cocking)
(gun blasting)
Yes.
Close, close.
(gun blasting)
Yes!
(soft intriguing music)
(door squeaking)
- So I was thinking tomorrow,
maybe we could run to the
store and pick up some stuff
to invite Gary and
Zamia over again.
- Should we have invited
him to eat with us?
- We only had enough
steak for two.
I mean what would
we have given him?
- I just don't want him to feel
like we intentionally
you know, excluded him.
- We'll invite him next time.
- Yeah.
- Your turn on the dishes.
- Yeah, I'll do
'em in the morning.
- [Julie] Tonight.
- I'll do 'em right now.
(zipper buzzing)
- Fuck.
- Hey man.
- Hey.
- We're gonna go to bed.
You cool?
- I'm great.
Thank you.
- Welcome home.
Or welcome to our home.
- Welcome to our home.
(both chuckling)
- Thank you, guys.
I appreciate it.
I really do.
- Sure, sure.
- This is gonna be good.
- 'Kay. Have a good night, Paul.
- You too.
- Okay.
- Goodnight.
- Thank you.
(cellphone chiming)
- Goodnight, babe.
Okay.
Okay.
(dark intriguing music)
(bed creaking)
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
What if he hears us?
- Try not to moan so loud.
(Julie moaning pleasurably)
(bed thumping)
- Second.
- Oh no.
- [Lover] (moans
pleasurably) Yeah.
Yeah, yeah?
Okay.
Okay, okay.
Okay.
Oh gosh.
(bed thumping)
Yeah?
- Oh yeah.
- Yeah?
- Oh yeah. (moans)
- [Lover] Yeah? (smacks)
Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, right there.
- Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Yeah? C'mon.
- Yes, yes, yes.
- C'mon, c'mon.
C'mon, baby.
C'mon, c'mon.
(glass shattering)
- [Bonnie] Shit.
Did we wake him up?
(intriguing rock music)
(Bonnie laughing)
(Bonnie chuckling)
- Shh.
- Shh.
- He's coming.
Oh shit.
- What?
- [Lover] I'll call you.
(door squeaking)
- Sweetheart?
David.
David, will you
look at me please?
Why are you up?
Sweetheart?
David, please look at me.
David?
Look at me.
(Julie moaning pleasurably)
(Ben groaning pleasurably)
(Paul muttering)
(dishes clanking)
(water trickling)
- Oh yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, he definitely heard us.
- (sighs) It's our house.
He'll live.
(water trickling)
(soft intriguing music)
(birds chirping)
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
- Excuse me.
- [Julie] Thanks for
doin' the dishes.
- It's not a problem.
(water trickling)
Actually couldn't
sleep last night.
- Can I offer you some coffee?
- I don't drink the stuff.
Thank you though.
So I guess you're back to work.
- No, actually
habit, I guess.
- Can I make you dinner tonight?
- Just me?
- And Ben of course.
- Sure.
- Great.
Enjoy the coffee.
(birds chirping)
- So no pants,
that's a thing now.
Sweet.
- There she is.
- Wow, Paul.
I don't know if we should
eat it or take a picture.
(both chuckling)
- Little wine for ya?
- Yeah.
- Yes, please.
- Absolutely.
- [Paul] Excellent.
(soft piano music)
(wine trickling)
- Thank you.
- Indeed.
- So Paul,
do you have any family out
here or is everyone back East?
- Not out here.
- Are you from the
East Coast originally?
- No.
(soft piano music)
I'm sorry.
I bounced around in the foster
care system for a while,
so I'm not really from anywhere
and I never really had
a family to speak of.
- We're sorry to hear that.
- How old were you
when you lost them?
- It's okay.
They died when I was a teenager.
- How 'bout a toast?
- Hmm, all right.
- To new friends.
- New friends.
- New friends.
(glasses clinking)
I had the chance
- You doin' all right, man?
Cool. Cool, cool.
You want another beer?
- Yeah, sure.
- Yeah?
You got it.
- Make this one a cold one.
- Cold one.
You got it, Jerry.
There you go, Jer.
- Jerry, what's up, brother?
How you doin' today, man?
- Hey, feelin' all right.
- Great.
So you findin' everything
all right today?
- Yeah, it's been
goin' pretty smooth.
Little bit on the slower side.
But otherwise, it's
been pretty cool.
- It's 2:30, you know?
Cut it some slack.
- It's the middle of the day.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Hey listen, Devin.
I just wanted to say thank you
for giving me the
opportunity to have this job.
It means a lot to Julie and I.
- Stop. Stop, please.
Stop, man. Stop.
- No, really.
- You would've done
the same thing for me.
- Yeah, of course.
- And besides, man, you
haven't broken anything
or pissed anybody off
yet as far as I can tell.
Am I right about that, Jerry?
- Guy's a real asshole.
Keeps askin' me if
I need anything.
- Okay then.
So we'll see you tonight.
- Tonight?
- Why not?
I mean you're good
enough for Jerry,
you're good enough for me.
- Now you're a real asshole too.
- [Devin] (chuckles) Now see?
- Yeah, Devin.
Thank you.
Thanks again.
- [Devin] Don't
worry about it, man.
Keep up the good work.
- Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool.
Whiskey and ginger?
Yeah, what do ya got?
- Excuse me.
Hey man.
Look, I ordered...
- Hey, excuse me.
- Just one second. One second.
One sec.
- [Patron] Excuse me?
- I'll be right with you, okay?
- Hey, hey, hey.
You doin' good, man?
- Yeah.
- Hey, you doin' all right?
- Yeah.
- You got this, G.
- Thank you. I'm fine.
I'm fine, all right?
(mixer rattling)
Open or closed?
- Open.
- All right, hang on.
- It's two dirty vodka
martinis, extra dirty.
Three gummy bear shots.
- I don't know what that is.
- Yeah, I'm not sure either.
Just (mutters).
- Excuse me.
This is way too strong like
straight-up vodka strong.
- I'll get you another one.
- Excuse me.
- [Patron] This guy
can't make your drink.
- Excuse me.
- Why do we keep coming here?
This sucks.
- Do you have any free beer?
(rhythmic rock music)
(patrons chattering)
(glass shattering)
(patrons groaning)
- Opa.
(patrons applauding)
- Vodka, sorry?
(lock clicking)
(Ben exhaling)
Come on. (groans)
(dark intriguing music)
(bed thudding)
(Ben grunting)
Julie.
Julie, (drowned out by music).
- [Julie] Paul has
nothin' to do with it.
- [Ben] I know you want him
to act like (indistinct).
- [Julie] I'm so insulted
and you are blaming him.
- [Ben] You broke a glass
over someone's face.
If it wasn't for
me, Julie, I swear-
- [Max] You wanna make
everything so perfect
that you push our
daughter out of the house.
How perfect will it be
when David decides
he's had enough too?
- [Bonnie] It's
time to be a parent.
- And I'm not?
- [Bonnie] You didn't
even try to look for her.
- [Max] Because I know she
doesn't wanna be found.
(birds chirping)
(door squeaking)
- Hey Paul.
- Hey, there he is.
- Bulb went out.
I was at the store so I
thought I'd pick one up for ya
and fix it.
Mind poppin' the light
on there for me, bud?
- Hey.
- Yeah.
- Thanks.
- Yeah, man.
Anytime, man.
(soft intriguing music)
(crickets chirping)
(guns blasting)
(plane engines roaring)
(plane crashing)
(gun pattering)
(hand smacking)
What are we watching, guys?
D'you want some?
Want one?
Hey there, bud.
I'm gettin' Chinese.
You in?
- I'm good.
- You sure?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Thanks.
- Okay.
- Hey Jules.
- Hey.
- Who got you flowers?
- Paul.
He said he saw someone
selling them on the street
and he thought of me.
He was gonna sneak them in
and pretend they were from you.
- Oh.
Okay.
- Hey, where you two goin'?
- Lunch.
- That's perfect.
I was on my way out.
Lemme treat you guys.
- We-
- We need some alone time.
- [Ben] Yeah.
(dark intriguing music)
- That's understood.
- Okay.
We'll see you later, man.
- 'Kay, have a good time.
Okay, you guys have a good time.
(crickets chirping)
- [Zamia] Jules, open the door.
(Zamia sighing)
(Zamia knocking)
(rhythmic metal music)
(Zamia knocking)
(Zamia knocking)
- Is that Ben?
- No, he's still at work.
(doorbell chiming)
(Zamia knocking)
- Z.
- He's such an asshole.
Who's that?
- That's Paul.
I told you about him.
- Oh, right.
Well you're probably
awake now, right?
- I am.
- Good.
I need a male perspective.
Three years.
You think you know
somebody after three years.
He knew what he was
getting into, right?
I mean you pretty much know
the first couple months
whether you wanna be with
somebody or not, right?
- I know how I feel
after the first night.
- Then why if you didn't
like somebody's personality
would you stay with
them for three years?
- Are you sure it just
wasn't another fight?
I mean Gary loves you, Z.
- A weak man will
stay with his woman
long past losing interest.
- He wasn't weak.
He was a cop.
- Doesn't matter.
A coward's a coward.
Doesn't matter what he does,
doesn't matter how big he is.
None of it matters.
- I loved him.
- Sweetie, you and Gary
are gonna work this out.
- No.
- What?
- Excuse me?
- You cannot give
love to someone
who's incapable
of giving it back.
Underneath it all, you'll
suspect it isn't real
and you will hold
back because of it.
- Paul, we appreciate
you tryin' to help,
but you don't even know Gary.
- No, maybe he's right.
I mean it never felt
right, you know?
It never felt like
it was supposed to.
- Vodka sour, right?
- Yeah.
- [Julie] Okay, so where
did you leave it with him?
- I threw a rock
through his car window.
- You are definitely
sleeping here tonight.
- [Zamia] It's not why
I came over, Jules.
- No, it's fine.
Ben isn't gonna be
home 'til 2:30 anyway
and we can sleep on the couch.
- There's no reason
for two people
to sleep on one
couch when I can.
You'll take my bed, okay?
That's that.
Hey, just gonna grab
my charger real quick.
Goodnight.
- Hang out.
(dark intriguing music)
(bed thumping)
(Zamia moaning pleasurably)
(Paul groaning pleasurably)
- Hey.
- [Ben] Hey.
- Is he still here?
- Who?
- Paul.
- [Ben] He left
like an hour ago.
Why?
- Zamia came over last night.
They had sex.
- What?
You sure?
Did you see something?
- No, I didn't have
to see anything.
What I heard wasn't
open to interpretation.
- Shit.
- I mean don't you think
that's a little weird?
He met her like an hour before.
- He's a guy, babe.
- She'd been drinking.
- All right, so are
you sayin' it was like-
- No, no.
- So she seemed into it.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Then they're adults and it
is none of our business.
- No, I think he did
it to mess with me.
- [Ben] Why would he do that?
- Because of that
night he heard us.
- [Ben] Julie,
what does he care?
- He knew I would hear.
He was completely sober
and he knew that I
would have to listen.
- Okay, so should we
give him his money back
because he likes to have sex?
- Okay, you're not
here all the time.
You work nights, you
sleep during the day.
- Julie.
- There is
something not right about him.
- Julie, I love you.
But we can't kick
someone outta the house
because they had consensual
sex with our crazy friend.
Goodnight or mornin'
or what is it?
Go back to bed.
- [Max] What's up?
- I wanted to see you one last
time before you left again.
- Listen, bud.
Your mom and I are just goin'
through some stuff right now.
But listen, if you ever wanna
talk to me, we can talk.
- Are you gonna leave for good?
- Maybe.
That shouldn't change anything
between us, you're my son.
It's just better for
everybody like this.
I gotta go to work, bud.
- But it's Sunday.
- Yeah, but I need the overtime.
(fingers tapping)
- Hey Paul.
- Hey.
- These aren't bad, man.
- Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.
- I like these.
When's the show?
- Just a couple weeks away now.
- And these are definitely
goin' up, right?
- Maybe, maybe.
- What're you
talkin' about maybe?
- Honestly, I'm not sure.
We'll see.
- You're not sure?
Look at this thing.
This is beautiful, Ben.
What's goin' on? Talk to me.
What's goin' on?
- We only get so many shots
and I just don't
know if this exhibit,
these pieces are in
game-shape or gallery-
- You know what?
That's bullshit.
It's bullshit and you know it.
These are very good.
Quit bein' such a pussy.
- No, (stutters) I'm not.
I don't necessarily think
that's the situation here.
- Yeah. Ben, why'd
you stop painting?
Let's get to the crux of it.
Why did you stop?
- Well when you moved in,
that room was kind
of my studio space.
- Are you an artist?
Yes, I think so.
- Yeah?
You think so?
- Yes.
- You made these.
- Yes.
- You would call
yourself an artist.
- Yes.
- Then create something, Ben.
'Kay, you need space?
Take an easel, put
it in the backyard.
Quit makin' excuses.
- I gotta go to the store.
Yeah.
- How's the job
goin' there, bud?
- It's fine.
I don't think I'll
have much of a career
as a bartender anyways.
Anyways.
Be careful please.
Just be careful.
- I will.
Have a good night, man.
(rhythmic rock music)
- [Ben] Here you go, darlin'.
- Hey bartender.
I'm feeling good tonight.
I wanna buy a round of shots
for everyone sitting here.
- All right.
- Yeah.
- All right.
Okay. Yeah, sure.
What're we doin' a shot of?
- We're doin' a shot of
dealer's choice, my friend.
I'm pretty sure you know
what you're doin' back there.
- Comin' up.
- You know that guy?
- No.
- Keep 'em happy.
Nice work.
- Thanks.
All right.
Here you go, guys.
Here you go.
All right, for y'all.
There you go, guys.
- And one for yourself too, bud.
- Sure.
Sure.
(rhythmic rock music)
(patrons chattering)
- This looks good.
Everybody, salut.
- Cheers.
(glasses clinking)
- Yeah, yeah.
Great choice on whatever
the hell you put in that.
Line doesn't stop here.
I'll tell ya that right now.
- Your name's David, right?
- No, man.
You must have me confused
with someone else.
Name's Paul.
- Hmm, couple years ago,
desert sapphire in Arizona.
We were playing cards.
You remember that?
- I'm terrible at cards, man.
- All right.
Yeah, you're right. My mistake.
- [Paul] Yeah, like I said
I think you're mistaken.
- [Patron] Have
yourself a good evening.
- Hey you too, bud.
All right, who's game
for another round?
Yes?
Yes?
Yes, let's do it and
something different this time.
- Yeah?
- Do it.
- [Paul] Let's do it.
Line it up.
- Yeah, okay.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lemme try somethin'.
I got it, okay.
(smooth rhythmic music)
- [Paul] Yes.
Look at this guy go, huh?
(mixer rattling)
Nice, like a waterfall.
- [Ben] Here they are.
There they go.
(patrons chattering)
(glasses clinking)
Gimme your glasses.
Everybody gets one.
- [Paul] All right, here we go.
Everyone.
Missed the cigarettes.
- [Ben] You got it.
- Yeah, all right.
- That was good.
- Oh yeah, it is.
- Woohoo.
All right, all right, all right.
Look how on fire this
guy is right now.
Thanks to this guy right here.
- [Group] Hit it,
hit it, hit it.
Come on over
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
- Doin' okay?
You're not drivin', right?
- No.
No, I'm not.
So I got a cab.
It's been out front
for five minutes.
I just told him just keep
the meter runnin', you know?
Fuck it.
- Hey Paul.
Thanks, man.
- Yeah.
You got it, bud.
I appreciate you lookin'
after the house for me.
Looks a lot better than it
used to, that's for sure.
- Hold on.
I'm sorry. What do you mean?
(Paul chuckling)
- I'm drunk.
Later, man.
- [Ben] Okay, be safe.
- I'm gonna be safe.
Bye.
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
Best to keep your distance
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
- Hey, I'm gonna close out.
- Okay, got you.
Here you go, brother.
Thank you.
- And for what it's worth,
that guy's name's not Paul.
- Sorry?
- The guy that just left,
his name's not Paul.
It's David.
- You sure?
- Couple years ago, we were
playin' poker in Arizona.
All night long, we were talkin'.
Told me his name was David.
- So that's it, you guys
played cards together
and that's all?
- No, that is not all.
That piece of shit,
I show him a couple of
pictures of my family,
my ex-wife, my daughters.
So he shows me a picture of
his sister, young, beautiful.
All I said is,
"Hey, she's pretty."
It wasn't being disrespectful.
I wasn't being
perverted or anything.
The guy just loses
his shit, flips out,
breaks a beer bottle,
tries to stab me with it.
All hell breaks loose.
The security guards had
come in throw him out.
Guy was completely psycho.
- And you're sure
that was that guy.
- Yeah.
Oh yeah, it was that guy.
(dark intriguing music)
(Paul knocking)
- [Paul] Yeah.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Feelin' okay?
- Feelin' pretty good, man.
You know?
- Yeah, had a lot
to drink last night.
- (chuckles) You're right.
I did.
- Listen, I wanna say thank
you for your help at the bar.
- Hey man, that's not a problem.
I mean you'd do
it for me, right?
- Yeah, of course I would.
'Course I would.
- Okay.
Yeah.
- Okay.
I'll see you.
- I'll see ya, man.
(dark intriguing music)
- Is dad ever coming back?
- Well he'll have to eventually.
His stuff is still here.
C'mere.
You know I love you, right?
- [David] Love you too, mom.
- I only want
what's best for you.
You'll never leave me, right?
- I'll never leave you.
- [Bonnie] Good boy.
(cellphone ringing)
(cellphone vibrating)
- This is Julie.
Yes, thank you.
Thank you so much.
(cork popping)
(wine trickling)
(smooth jazz music)
- So we're full-blown
alcoholics now.
- We are celebrating.
- [Ben] 'Kay.
What are we celebrating?
- [Julie] So I heard
from the arbitrator.
- You did.
- He said he couldn't
say anything officially.
But things are lookin' good
and they're gonna have a
decision by the end of the week.
- All right, cheers.
- Cheers.
- That's fantastic.
That's good news.
I also have good news.
- 'Kay.
- I just got off
the phone with Devin
and I'm being promoted
to head bartender.
- That's great.
- Yeah.
- That means-
- More money.
And especially if you
get your job back,
we can get rid of Paul.
- And get our room back.
- Yeah, that's good.
We can ask Paul to leave.
Let's tell him today.
- Okay.
- 30 days.
- All right.
Yeah, cheers.
- To 30 days.
(glasses clinking)
(knocks) Hey Paul?
Paul?
Where is he?
(intriguing rock music)
- What's that, Ben?
(fists bashing)
- Hey Paul?
Hey Paul?
Paul, hey.
- (breathes heavily) Hey,
I hope it's okay I use this.
- Yeah, it's fine.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Listen, we've got somethin' we
wanted to talk to you about.
- What's up, guys?
- So listen, havin' you.
You've been.
It's not-
- We're gonna refund
the rest of your money.
- Why?
- Well we're in a position
where we no longer need
to rent out the room.
- You got a promotion.
- Well Julie's probably
getting her job back.
- Why'd you get
that promotion, Ben?
- I appreciate everything.
We appreciate everything.
It's just-
- Right.
- We're married.
I mean wouldn't you
be more comfortable
in a place of your own?
You obviously have enough money.
(soft intriguing music)
- I'll be out by tonight.
- No, you don't.
Was I rude?
(soft intriguing music)
(car engine roaring)
(tires screeching)
The hell was that about?
Hey Jules?
(gun cocking)
(birds chirping)
(gun blasting)
(bottle shattering)
(gun cocking)
(gun blasting)
(bottle shattering)
(gun cocking)
(gun blasting)
(gun blasting)
(bottle shattering)
(soft intriguing music)
(Paul knocking)
- [Julie] Mr. Samson?
- [Paul] Hey Jules.
- Where's my patient?
- Oh, he's walkin'
down the street
with a couple hundred bucks
in his pocket happy as a clam.
He does wanna schedule
for next week, by the way.
- [Julie] What did you tell him?
- Hmm, I just told
him that your husband
wanted to surprise you
for our anniversary.
- How did you even get in here?
- Well it was real tough, Jules.
I had to wait about
five minutes to tag in
behind someone through the door.
And I like that door code 333.
You put a lotta effort into
that one and I appreciate it.
- [Julie] What do
you want, Paul?
- You know, I've been
in a lotta these offices
over the years.
I could tell you anything I
want, all the things I've done
and you couldn't tell anyone.
- Unless you're an
active threat now.
- Yes.
Unless I was an active threat.
(dark intriguing music)
- Who are SR and DR?
You are not my patient, Paul.
Do I need to call the cops?
- Why would you need
to do that, Jules?
We're just two
friends hangin' out,
shootin' the shit as they say.
I just wanted to stop by
to see where you worked
and say hello.
And I love the
space, by the way.
It's very calming,
very soothing.
Have a good day.
God bless.
(dark intriguing music)
- What is that?
Shit.
No.
No, no.
No.
(painting shredding)
(paint can rattling)
(paint whooshing)
(fist smacking)
(painting snapping)
C'mon.
Fuck, fuck.
Fuck.
You son of a bitch.
(knife stabbing)
(painting shredding)
Shit, shit!
(paint whooshing)
(paint can rattling)
(painting shredding)
(painting banging)
(crickets chirping)
(car engine roaring)
- We should call the cops.
- Why?
He didn't destroy
anything valuable.
You know, I don't have to go.
- It's been three days.
We've changed the locks.
At some point,
you've gotta work.
- I'm not closing,
so that's good.
- Okay.
- Would you keep texting me
please, so I know you're okay?
- I will.
- 'Kay, I love you.
- Love you too.
- Okay, I'll see
you in a little bit.
(intriguing rock music)
(patrons chattering)
You doin' all right, Jerry?
- Yeah.
- Good.
- There he is.
Favorite bartender.
- What are you doing?
- Hey, our best customer.
How you doin', sir?
- Doin' well.
It's good to see you.
- Good to see you.
- You know this guy right here,
this guy really understands
all the facets of
customer service.
He really gets it.
- He definitely does.
You know what?
First round's on us, okay?
Ben'll take great care of you.
- I appreciate that.
- Appreciate you, my man.
- I'm just here to drink.
- What can I get for you, sir?
- Hmm.
I trust ya.
(intriguing rock music)
(glass shattering)
- Get away from me
or I'll break the next
one over your face.
- Don't you think
we should probably
call Julie for that, Ben?
- Get outta here.
(intriguing rock music)
(alcohol trickling)
Here you go, sir.
On the house.
Doin' all right?
- (coughs) I'll do
one more please.
Just as a whiskey rocks.
- Open or closed?
- Just closed please.
Thanks.
(intriguing rock music)
- Hey man, Paul Smith.
- Hi.
Alan Brady.
- Alan Brady.
- Yeah, nice to meet you.
- [Paul] It's nice to
meet you, Alan Brady.
- [Alan] Mm-hmm.
- You wrappin' things up?
- Yeah, I got an early morning.
- That's the worst time.
- I'm used to it.
- [Ben] Thanks.
- Thanks.
What do ya say, bottoms up?
- Yeah.
(intriguing rock music)
You be easy now.
(Alan wheezing)
- Oh my.
(Alan breathing heavily)
- Call an ambulance!
(Alan retching)
Sir, you okay? Sir.
(Alan wincing)
It's gonna be okay.
Sir, sir.
Ben, call an ambulance!
- [Ben] Yeah, there's a guy.
He's choking at the bar.
There's blood.
- No.
No, I get that.
Okay.
Bye.
You know my favorite
part about this job?
The owner never gets involved.
He lets me handle
the day-to-day.
We barely even speak.
All that's done now.
And the sickest part about this
whole thing is we got lucky.
I mean thank god
that man survived.
Can you imagine if
he died on our floor?
We may as well have
blown this place up.
- Devin, I-
- I know.
You broke a piece of glass
and the next customer choked
on that piece of glass,
right or wrong?
- It was him, I told you.
- What, a random customer?
Why would he do
somethin' like that?
- He's not a random customer.
He's my roommate,
ex-roommate now.
- You lied to me?
- It was him.
- [Devin] I need your keys.
- There's no video at the bar.
There's no way to prove
he did anything wrong.
The number you gave
me is to a burner.
There's no registration
needed for that
and I guarantee you he's
thrown it in the trash by now.
- You have no idea
where he's from.
You're tellin' me his
name is Paul Smith.
Do you know how many Paul
Smiths we have in our system?
- Everyone knows the
same story we do.
He's from New York and
he worked in finance.
Just acquaintances.
- [Clybourn] Look, if you had
a copy of his driver's license
or a credit card or
anything like that,
I could do some real digging.
- What he did at Julie's
work and with my paintings.
I mean those are
technically crimes, right?
- [Clybourn] Sure.
Well trespassing,
property damage.
Even if you had him
in hand right now,
there's no way
he's gonna do time
for either one of
those two things.
You could try a
restraining order.
- We're definitely doing that.
- Get the restraining
order, get an alarm system.
I know you don't
wanna hear that,
but it's the best
you can do right now.
- D'you lock the door?
- Yes.
(dark intriguing music)
(crickets chirping)
- [Automated Voice]
User arming in progress.
- Can you sleep?
- No.
Can you sleep?
- No.
Listen, you gotta
go to work tomorrow.
I don't.
Just try.
- I just can't.
(crickets chirping)
(intriguing rock music)
(crickets chirping)
(dark rock music)
(lock rattling)
(door cracking)
(alarm wailing)
- [Ben] Fuck.
- Was that the alarm?
- Could it be a malfunction?
- We're not that lucky.
(door banging)
(Julie gasping)
(fist bashing)
(Ben grunting)
(Ben weeping)
- We're all gonna
go sit down at the table
and have ourselves a
nice little conversation!
Hmm.
Come on, Julie. Come on.
Come here.
Come on, get this back in there
Faster, Julie.
Faster please!
- [Max] Maybe this is
as good as time as any.
- [Bonnie] No it isn't, Max.
- Your mother and I
are getting separated.
It's what's best for everyone.
- [Bonnie] We have
planned to wait
until the end of the
school year to tell you.
- You're smart, bud.
You see how we are.
We're just not good
together anymore.
- Good. Are we done?
- Do not look back
here please, Julie.
Thank you very much.
Up against the wall.
- Listen to him.
- Shut up.
Quit bein' such a pussy.
Can you shut up please?
Huh?
- Yes.
- Yes?
Good, Ben.
That's good.
Come here.
Good, bud.
All right, sit down.
(gun blasting)
- What do you want, Paul?
- What do you want, huh?
- (chuckles) Do not move, Julie!
- No.
- Get back!
- Okay. (weeps)
- Thank you.
(Ben weeping)
Calm down, Ben.
Calm down, okay?
Yeah?
Yeah?
- Yes.
- If I hear one more
snivel outta you
that has not been caught,
this is what's gonna happen.
This is my house.
It's mine, all right?
This is my house!
All of it!
Everything you see is mine.
It's my house.
I'm gonna give you
cash, a wad of cash.
You want a bunch of cash
and you pretend like the
house doesn't even exist
and you'll never have
to see me again, huh?
- [Ben] Just don't hurt her.
- "Just don't hurt her," eh?
(weeps) "Just don't hurt her."
- (bangs) Oh god!
- If you have that much money,
why don't you go
buy your own house?
- Get back in the
corner, Julie please.
I don't wanna hurt you.
- I know. (weeps)
- [Ben] Paul, can work this out.
- We can work it out.
- Yes.
We can work it out
We can work it out
(fist bashing)
(Ben shouting)
(painting smacking)
Ooh.
Ooh.
Get!
We cannot.
We cannot work it out.
- You want this house so bad?
The second you pull that
trigger, you will never have it.
(weeps) What did you think?
Did you think we'd
become friends
and we would sell you
the house? (weeps)
This is our home.
We're not leaving.
You can kill us if you want,
but you still lose.
- Fucking!
Oh, you're right.
You're right.
You are right.
And when you're
right, you're right.
(dark intriguing music)
- [Ben] Julie.
- Ben. (weeps)
(Paul whistling)
(crickets chirping)
Ivy.
Ivy Lane.
Okay.
I don't know if
he's coming back.
(Paul whistling)
(crickets chirping)
(fuel trickling)
He's here.
Please just get someone
here right away.
(Paul whistling)
(dark intriguing music)
- I got a boy on a stoop.
Hey buddy.
Got a call about
some noise, you okay?
- [Max] (knocks) David,
are you in there?
Open this door now or
I'm comin' in. (knocks)
Can you hear me in there, David?
David!
(dark intriguing music)
(water trickling)
- Hey, you by yourself?
What's goin' on, man?
Talk to me.
Anybody in the house?
- Susie.
- David.
Hi.
(birds chirping)
Hi.
- Hi.
You're the sister?
- Susie.
Nice to meet you.
- How you doin'?
Got him talk finally.
- Yeah.
Let's go inside, bud okay?
(dark intriguing music)
- [David] Some good rice.
God you're back.
- Nothing good can stay here.
Okay, we should burn it.
(can shaking)
(Paul sighing)
(fist bashing)
(fist bashing)
(fist bashing)
(head thudding)
(Ben grunting)
- Stop!
(gun cocking)
Don't move.
- [Paul] You know
how use that, Julie?
- I guess we'll find out.
(Paul groaning)
- Go ahead.
(gun clicking)
(Julie weeping)
Told you that I
didn't wanna hurt ya.
I just wanted the house.
- It's not yours to have.
(Paul whispering)
- Then no one will have it.
(Julie grunting)
(fist bashing)
(elbow bashing)
(Paul grunting)
(Julie whimpering)
(foot bashing)
(Julie weeping)
- (breathes heavily)
Ready to go, Jules, huh?
(knife clicking)
Ready to go, huh, Jules?
Huh?
(Julie grunting)
(elbow thudding)
- Sis?
(soft intriguing music)
Sis?
(both grunting)
- (groans) Fuck!
(knife slashing)
(Paul breathing heavily)
(knife stabbing)
(Julie grunting)
(Julie weeping)
(sirens wailing)
(dark intriguing music)
(Julie weeping)
(helicopter blades whirring)
- [Julie] Did you
find out who he was?
- Well with that many aliases
there was enough of a trail,
we could track
down his real name.
He used to live with his
family in this house.
- What?
- [Clybourn] Yeah.
- Think of somethin'
to fill it with.
(dark intriguing music)
(rhythmic bluegrass music)
With immaculate feet
You're kickin' rocks
down the street
Storm clouds
gather on your mind
I've given all
And I can't bury
those feet in the sand
Somethin's got to change
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
Best keep your distance
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
Give up, I'll give in
Fearful eyes full of sin
Storm clouds
gather on your mind
We both know that it's wrong
Point in case
here's the song
Somethin's got to change
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
If you come on over
and you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
Best keep your distance
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
You've never seen my best
All my weaknesses lie
on battlin' ground
You're not like all the rest
Don't second guess
Just listen to me
This ghastly game of Chess
I must confess
weighs heavy on me
This is my SOS
We made this mess and
I won't fall in it
Won't fall in it
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
If you come on over
and you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
Best keep your distance
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
Immaculate feet
You're kickin' rocks
down the street
I've given all
And I can't bury
those feet in the sand
With immaculate feet
You're kickin' rocks
down the street
I've given all
And I can't bury
those feet in the sand
(arrows whooshing)
(soft intriguing music)
(fists bashing)
(Julie grunting)
(Julie breathing heavily)
(rhythmic jazz music)
(fabric tearing)
- What's up?
- Nothing.
- Okay.
(hammer banging)
(soft intriguing music)
(water pattering)
Thank you.
- It's only fair.
- Nah, not really.
You actually get
paid for your job.
- [Zamia] Can we see
some of your stuff?
- [Ben] It's not
ready quite yet.
- Yet?
- This one's a huge art fan.
- Oh.
- Are you really?
- No, she's teasing.
She thinks it's funny.
- Oh my gosh, did you
guys get that puppy?
- Aww, Charlie.
- [Julie] Oh my
gosh, it's so cute.
- You guys got the dog then?
- No, we decided not to.
- Yup.
We. (chuckles)
The big royal we, right?
- Yeah, we did talk about that.
- [Zamia] Wasn't he the cutest
dog you ever saw though?
- Oh my gosh, he was so cute.
- Did you show him?
Did she show you?
- She showed me the dog.
It's a good-lookin' animal.
- You know I work long hours,
so it wouldn't be
fair to the dog.
- Okay.
Let's not lie to our
friends. (chuckles)
Mr. Super Cop over here doesn't
think I'm wifey material.
- No, no, no no, no.
- No.
- If we got a dog, then
he'd have to commit.
- That's our cue.
So thank you for dinner.
- This was so fun.
- This was so fun.
- This was great.
Next time our place, 'kay?
- Yeah, absolutely. Absolutely.
Absolutely.
- Please soon.
- Yeah, we'll show you out.
- Great.
- Thank you, guys.
- [Ben] We'll show ya out.
- No, you started it.
- I started it?
No, you started it.
You started it with that-
- No.
- Come on.
- All I did was ask
(drowned out by arguing).
(parents shouting)
- Why do you bother watching?
- You can't leave me with them.
- I can't stay either.
- [Max] All right? Nothing.
You know, I don't
think there's anything
that we could possibly do
to straighten this out.
Shut the fuck up!
You're gonna wake him up.
(soft soothing music)
(door slamming)
(Bonnie sighing)
(keys rattling)
- Where do you
think you're going?
- To see my boyfriend.
- Your boyfriend?
I think you mean
your drug dealer.
- I told you, mom,
that stuff wasn't his.
- That stuff wasn't his? Really?
Will that be his defense
at his trial, huh?
- Okay, maybe he's not
the only person on earth
who smokes crack.
- [Bonnie] What are you
tryin' to tell me, Susie?
- Nothing.
- You know what?
Just don't start
with me right now.
Now is not a good time, okay?
- It's never a good time, is it?
- [Bonnie] Go to your room.
- I told you I was going.
I told you what I was doing.
What more do you
want from me, okay?
Jesus Christ.
Mom!
(hand slapping)
- Don't speak to
me like this, okay?
Just shut up!
- [Susie] Fuck.
You just hit me!
- [Bonnie] It is my job,
Susie, to protect you
and to keep you away from
criminals and drug dealers.
- He's not a criminal!
I told you he's not a criminal!
- Mom.
- Go to your room.
- No!
- Please.
- Mom, please stop.
- Your father knows I'm right.
Your father, he knows I'm right.
(knuckles knocking)
(sandpaper grinding)
- Dad?
Dad, can I stay
in here with you?
- I got work to do
Close the door.
(rhythmic jazz music)
(phone ringing)
- Hey babe.
- [Julie] Hey.
I can't talk about it right now.
Something happened at work
and I need you to come get me.
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Yeah, I'll be right there.
So you didn't lose
control or anything?
- How you feelin' today, George?
Anxiety?
- Maybe somethin' you said
and then he picked up on that?
- What's making you so angry.
- You.
- You're the one who said that
he reminded you of your dad.
- No, I didn't do
anything at all.
- Then why?
- I heard you laugh at me.
This last time I was here.
I was outside. You were on
the phone with somebody.
I heard the whole thing.
- This is similar to what we
talked about about last week.
He's got PPD.
Distrust is a classic
symptom of that disorder.
Challenging to treat.
George.
- I heard you laugh at me!
You bitch!
(foot thudding)
(George grunting)
(fist bashing)
Fuckin' bitch.
- [Ben] What did the cops say?
- That I broke his nose.
- Jesus.
- Lucky shot, I guess.
- What happens now?
- The state board is
going to investigate me.
They have to.
And I will be suspended until
the investigation is over.
- Suspended.
Okay.
(fists bashing)
- What are we gonna do?
Can you call Robert?
- I already did.
He said they're not hiring
and he doesn't know
anyone else who is.
- So what about your show?
- It's not for
another couple months.
- [Julie] Couldn't
you move it up?
- Gallery's booked out in
advance and I'm just not ready.
- So how much do you
have left in savings?
- Just enough to make this
conversation more depressing.
- Well I can carry us
for a few months, but-
- I know.
- We have to do something.
- We will.
(soothing jazz music)
Since when do you drink white?
- It's all we had.
- We're gonna have to
rent out the spare room.
- Not necessarily.
I was actually thinking-
- I already put an ad online.
- I'm sorry.
- Me too.
(soft intriguing music)
(knife scraping)
- You gotta do it like this.
Spot me. Spot me.
Pretty cool, huh?
- Yeah.
- I'm leaving tonight.
- [David] When?
- Whenever dad gets home.
He's late, so mom's gonna
be busy arguing with him.
(gun clicking)
Did you hear me?
- Yeah.
Where are you going?
- Trevor, he has some
family in Nevada.
We're gonna go and
stay with them.
- Are you ever coming back?
- (sighs) Would you?
Look, I'm always gonna
be your sister, okay?
Nothing is ever
gonna change that.
(soft intriguing music)
C'mon.
(knife scratching)
I'll always be here
with you, 'kay?
(doorbell chiming)
- Hi.
- Julie?
- Yeah.
- Here to talk to
you about the room.
- Perfect. Yeah.
Come on in.
- How are you?
- Good. How are you?
- Good. Very good.
- Nice to meet you.
- [Prospect] Oh, check this out.
- It's gonna be right down here.
- Alrighty.
I do Yoga, Tai Chi
and life. (chuckles)
- [Julie] Oh, that's
so nice. (chuckles)
- So this is the room.
Check it out. Give it a spin.
You get your own bathroom,
nice bed, closet.
- Yeah.
900 bucks a month,
little steep for-
- Well it's a
great neighborhood.
- [Prospect] Yeah.
- So you have full
access to the kitchen
and we've got the washer
and dryer in there.
- Oh, cool.
- Yeah.
Make yourself at home.
- Kitchen sounds good.
I really like that, yeah.
- You can cook.
That's great.
- Yeah, no.
- We love someone who can cook.
- I know.
- Either way.
- Sounds great.
- We need to try that out.
- So this is the room.
- It's a nice-size room.
You have your own private bath.
Obviously you have the bed.
Decent-sized storage
area in the closet.
- Yeah.
- Great.
- So what's your snake policy?
- What?
- Do we have a snake policy?
- And what would it be
if there was a snake?
I think-
- Do you keep it in a box?
(rhythmic jazz music)
- Did you guys get
this bedbug certified?
- We have not.
- Mm-mmm, nope.
- Yet.
- But we can do that.
- Absolutely.
- Well when you do, wouldn't
it be like a certificate?
- Okay.
- It's the first time
movin' outta my mom's house
so excited and lookin'
for a good place.
- You're movin' out.
- Yeah.
- First place.
- Finally.
- First place.
(doorbell chiming)
- Hi.
You're here about
the room, right?
- Yes, I hope it's
still available.
I'm looking to get
settled in right away.
- You know, I'm so sorry.
It just got rented.
- Sad face.
- I know.
Bye.
- Who was that?
- Jehovah's witness.
- Those are the worst.
(dog barking)
(birds chirping)
(Paul knocking)
- Hi.
- Hey, I'm Paul.
We had an appointment.
- Hey, Ben.
- Ben.
- Nice to meet you, Paul.
- Nice to meet you.
- Come on in.
- [Paul] Thank you.
- [Ben] Should we
show you the room?
- [Paul] Please.
- [Julie] It's right this way.
- So Julie and I sleep
right across the hallway.
Here's the room.
It's got a great
bathroom, your own shower.
Nice size closet, bed.
It's actually a great room.
- This is big.
I like this.
Is it okay if I?
- Yeah, absolutely.
- So the ad said 900.
Is that still the rate
you guys were thinkin'?
- We could go down to 850.
- That'd be great.
- What do you do
for a living, Paul?
- Is it okay if I?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Test this out?
- Get in there.
- So nothing right now.
I used to work in
finance in New York.
- Mm-hmm.
- Be willing to pay up front.
- 'Kay.
- What're you doin' out here?
- I just want a change of pace.
I've never seen California.
Just kinda see what
it was all about.
- [Ben] It's great
out here actually.
- It seems amazing.
- [Ben] Hikes and
you can go surfing.
- Right, right, right.
- So why did you quit your job?
- We got a lotta questions.
- No, no. I get it.
Someone's movin' in your house.
This is a big deal.
I don't know. I guess I just
wanted a change of pace.
I wanted to see the sun
every once in a while.
- How long were you
planning on staying?
- That's a good question.
At least a year.
That's real quick.
And if it's all the same to you,
I can just give you that now.
Get it outta the way.
- You give us-
- The full year.
- The full year?
- Yes.
I'd rather just have it done,
paid for, outta the way.
And I can pay with cash.
- I'm cool with cash, but
I think we'll let you know.
- Oh.
Yeah, of course.
Right.
No, very good.
- Yeah. No, after you.
- [Julie] Thanks.
- Awesome. Is this real hardwood
or is this laminate?
- It's laminate, yeah.
- [Ben] It's real laminate.
- It is a pleasure
meetin' you both.
- Hey Paul, thanks
for comin' by.
- Absolutely.
- Yeah, thank you.
- You both have a
good night, okay?
(doorknob rattling)
You see that?
You see how that's
loose right there?
I could fix that
right up for ya.
- You know, we have been
meaning to get to that.
- And we will get to it today.
- Are you sure?
Because my tools are
right in the truck.
- I got it.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I appreciate it though.
- Okay no, man. Absolutely.
You both have a good night.
- Okay. You too, Paul.
- [Paul] Well thank you.
- All right.
Drive safe, Paul.
- [Paul] Thanks again.
(soft intriguing music)
(plastic rustling)
- Well?
- I finally found him online.
He's got tons of friends
on different social media,
hundreds of pictures.
I mean he seems like
a pretty normal guy.
- One year?
- It's a long time.
- When we got the
house, it felt-
- Final.
- Yes.
Julie, this is our first house.
It's supposed to be ours.
Never thought I'd
have a roommate again.
- Me neither.
- You're my roommate.
- Really?
- The food was good.
The conversation
wasn't but whatever.
- [Bonnie] Yeah, well you know
once we join this company,
it is what it is, Max.
- [Max] Listen Bonnie,
I'm just going-
- So when's he coming?
- He's not.
I'm walking over to the gas
station on Stevenson Avenue
and he's picking me up.
- So why are you still here?
- [Bonnie] Do you like
the look of me right now?
- I don't really know.
- Like a bitch.
You know.
- Ooh.
That's a big-
- What if they hear us?
- Bitch?
- I can tell 'em
you went to go
sleep over at Lisa's
or something if you want.
- That won't really
make a difference, okay?
We'll be across the
state line by morning.
- Can you at least tell
me where you're going?
- Stop drinking.
- Listen, Max.
No, you listen to me, Max.
- You really need to.
- I don't think
that's a good idea.
At least not right away, okay?
- But I wanted to send
you a birthday present.
(pager beeping)
- [Bonnie] Listen,
Max. It's not up to me.
I'm a better man than this.
- You know mom and
dad love us, right?
- So then why are you leaving?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, okay.
- [Bonnie] You're keeping it.
What's keeping you here?
- Because she just doesn't
know how to show it.
Dad too.
- Why are you still here?
- I'm here, Bonnie. (chuckles)
- [Bonnie] I think they
prefer if you left.
- But I love you, okay?
So come here.
Get up.
I love you, okay?
(intriguing rock music)
I love you so, so much.
- [Bonnie] David, do you
know where your sister is?
Listen, Max.
Get out here now!
- What? What?
- Can you get out here?
Pretend to care where
your daughter is please.
- [Max] Dammit!
Did you two get into
it again last night?
- [Bonnie] No,
but you would know
if you ever poked your
head outside that door.
(intriguing rock music)
(static fizzing)
(sandpaper scraping)
- Dad.
Dad.
Can we shoot tomorrow?
- Why you wanna learn
how to shoot guns?
- [Bonnie] Max,
did you call yet?
- Kinda wanted to
get outta the house.
- All right.
Let's go.
- [Ben] Julie.
Julie, guess.
- You got your old job back.
- No, no.
And that actually kinda makes
my news seem pretty shitty.
- What happened?
- One of Devin's bartenders
got a part on a TV show.
He offered me the job.
- Oh.
- It's just day shifts to start.
But as long as I don't screw up,
he's gonna put me on
Friday and Saturday nights
in a couple weeks.
He said I can make like 200
bucks a shift on a Friday night,
maybe more.
- Well that's great, baby.
(Ben grunting)
(soft intriguing music)
- Still gonna have
to rent out the room.
(doorbell chiming)
(Paul knocking)
- [Julie] Babe, I
think that's him.
- [Ben] Let's go say hello.
- Hey guys.
- All right, all right.
Extend your arms.
All right, but you don't
wanna lock 'em out, okay?
All right, relax your shoulders.
'Kay, all right.
Bend your knees a little bit.
There you go. There you go.
Okay, you ready?
All right, now
line up your shot.
(gun cocking)
All right, shoot.
(gun blasting)
Tougher than it looks, right?
- Yeah.
So you're goin' hunting
with Uncle Bobby
next weekend, right?
- Yes.
- Can I come?
- I don't know if I could
sneak that one by your mom.
Hey, she doesn't like guns.
- Why does she have to know?
- Maybe when you're a little
older, all right, bud?
Let's try this again, all right?
Line up your shot.
Line it up. There you go.
Shoot.
(soft intriguing music)
(gun cocking)
(gun blasting)
Yes.
Close, close.
(gun blasting)
Yes!
(soft intriguing music)
(door squeaking)
- So I was thinking tomorrow,
maybe we could run to the
store and pick up some stuff
to invite Gary and
Zamia over again.
- Should we have invited
him to eat with us?
- We only had enough
steak for two.
I mean what would
we have given him?
- I just don't want him to feel
like we intentionally
you know, excluded him.
- We'll invite him next time.
- Yeah.
- Your turn on the dishes.
- Yeah, I'll do
'em in the morning.
- [Julie] Tonight.
- I'll do 'em right now.
(zipper buzzing)
- Fuck.
- Hey man.
- Hey.
- We're gonna go to bed.
You cool?
- I'm great.
Thank you.
- Welcome home.
Or welcome to our home.
- Welcome to our home.
(both chuckling)
- Thank you, guys.
I appreciate it.
I really do.
- Sure, sure.
- This is gonna be good.
- 'Kay. Have a good night, Paul.
- You too.
- Okay.
- Goodnight.
- Thank you.
(cellphone chiming)
- Goodnight, babe.
Okay.
Okay.
(dark intriguing music)
(bed creaking)
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
What if he hears us?
- Try not to moan so loud.
(Julie moaning pleasurably)
(bed thumping)
- Second.
- Oh no.
- [Lover] (moans
pleasurably) Yeah.
Yeah, yeah?
Okay.
Okay, okay.
Okay.
Oh gosh.
(bed thumping)
Yeah?
- Oh yeah.
- Yeah?
- Oh yeah. (moans)
- [Lover] Yeah? (smacks)
Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, right there.
- Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Yeah? C'mon.
- Yes, yes, yes.
- C'mon, c'mon.
C'mon, baby.
C'mon, c'mon.
(glass shattering)
- [Bonnie] Shit.
Did we wake him up?
(intriguing rock music)
(Bonnie laughing)
(Bonnie chuckling)
- Shh.
- Shh.
- He's coming.
Oh shit.
- What?
- [Lover] I'll call you.
(door squeaking)
- Sweetheart?
David.
David, will you
look at me please?
Why are you up?
Sweetheart?
David, please look at me.
David?
Look at me.
(Julie moaning pleasurably)
(Ben groaning pleasurably)
(Paul muttering)
(dishes clanking)
(water trickling)
- Oh yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, he definitely heard us.
- (sighs) It's our house.
He'll live.
(water trickling)
(soft intriguing music)
(birds chirping)
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
- Excuse me.
- [Julie] Thanks for
doin' the dishes.
- It's not a problem.
(water trickling)
Actually couldn't
sleep last night.
- Can I offer you some coffee?
- I don't drink the stuff.
Thank you though.
So I guess you're back to work.
- No, actually
habit, I guess.
- Can I make you dinner tonight?
- Just me?
- And Ben of course.
- Sure.
- Great.
Enjoy the coffee.
(birds chirping)
- So no pants,
that's a thing now.
Sweet.
- There she is.
- Wow, Paul.
I don't know if we should
eat it or take a picture.
(both chuckling)
- Little wine for ya?
- Yeah.
- Yes, please.
- Absolutely.
- [Paul] Excellent.
(soft piano music)
(wine trickling)
- Thank you.
- Indeed.
- So Paul,
do you have any family out
here or is everyone back East?
- Not out here.
- Are you from the
East Coast originally?
- No.
(soft piano music)
I'm sorry.
I bounced around in the foster
care system for a while,
so I'm not really from anywhere
and I never really had
a family to speak of.
- We're sorry to hear that.
- How old were you
when you lost them?
- It's okay.
They died when I was a teenager.
- How 'bout a toast?
- Hmm, all right.
- To new friends.
- New friends.
- New friends.
(glasses clinking)
I had the chance
- You doin' all right, man?
Cool. Cool, cool.
You want another beer?
- Yeah, sure.
- Yeah?
You got it.
- Make this one a cold one.
- Cold one.
You got it, Jerry.
There you go, Jer.
- Jerry, what's up, brother?
How you doin' today, man?
- Hey, feelin' all right.
- Great.
So you findin' everything
all right today?
- Yeah, it's been
goin' pretty smooth.
Little bit on the slower side.
But otherwise, it's
been pretty cool.
- It's 2:30, you know?
Cut it some slack.
- It's the middle of the day.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Hey listen, Devin.
I just wanted to say thank you
for giving me the
opportunity to have this job.
It means a lot to Julie and I.
- Stop. Stop, please.
Stop, man. Stop.
- No, really.
- You would've done
the same thing for me.
- Yeah, of course.
- And besides, man, you
haven't broken anything
or pissed anybody off
yet as far as I can tell.
Am I right about that, Jerry?
- Guy's a real asshole.
Keeps askin' me if
I need anything.
- Okay then.
So we'll see you tonight.
- Tonight?
- Why not?
I mean you're good
enough for Jerry,
you're good enough for me.
- Now you're a real asshole too.
- [Devin] (chuckles) Now see?
- Yeah, Devin.
Thank you.
Thanks again.
- [Devin] Don't
worry about it, man.
Keep up the good work.
- Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool.
Whiskey and ginger?
Yeah, what do ya got?
- Excuse me.
Hey man.
Look, I ordered...
- Hey, excuse me.
- Just one second. One second.
One sec.
- [Patron] Excuse me?
- I'll be right with you, okay?
- Hey, hey, hey.
You doin' good, man?
- Yeah.
- Hey, you doin' all right?
- Yeah.
- You got this, G.
- Thank you. I'm fine.
I'm fine, all right?
(mixer rattling)
Open or closed?
- Open.
- All right, hang on.
- It's two dirty vodka
martinis, extra dirty.
Three gummy bear shots.
- I don't know what that is.
- Yeah, I'm not sure either.
Just (mutters).
- Excuse me.
This is way too strong like
straight-up vodka strong.
- I'll get you another one.
- Excuse me.
- [Patron] This guy
can't make your drink.
- Excuse me.
- Why do we keep coming here?
This sucks.
- Do you have any free beer?
(rhythmic rock music)
(patrons chattering)
(glass shattering)
(patrons groaning)
- Opa.
(patrons applauding)
- Vodka, sorry?
(lock clicking)
(Ben exhaling)
Come on. (groans)
(dark intriguing music)
(bed thudding)
(Ben grunting)
Julie.
Julie, (drowned out by music).
- [Julie] Paul has
nothin' to do with it.
- [Ben] I know you want him
to act like (indistinct).
- [Julie] I'm so insulted
and you are blaming him.
- [Ben] You broke a glass
over someone's face.
If it wasn't for
me, Julie, I swear-
- [Max] You wanna make
everything so perfect
that you push our
daughter out of the house.
How perfect will it be
when David decides
he's had enough too?
- [Bonnie] It's
time to be a parent.
- And I'm not?
- [Bonnie] You didn't
even try to look for her.
- [Max] Because I know she
doesn't wanna be found.
(birds chirping)
(door squeaking)
- Hey Paul.
- Hey, there he is.
- Bulb went out.
I was at the store so I
thought I'd pick one up for ya
and fix it.
Mind poppin' the light
on there for me, bud?
- Hey.
- Yeah.
- Thanks.
- Yeah, man.
Anytime, man.
(soft intriguing music)
(crickets chirping)
(guns blasting)
(plane engines roaring)
(plane crashing)
(gun pattering)
(hand smacking)
What are we watching, guys?
D'you want some?
Want one?
Hey there, bud.
I'm gettin' Chinese.
You in?
- I'm good.
- You sure?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Thanks.
- Okay.
- Hey Jules.
- Hey.
- Who got you flowers?
- Paul.
He said he saw someone
selling them on the street
and he thought of me.
He was gonna sneak them in
and pretend they were from you.
- Oh.
Okay.
- Hey, where you two goin'?
- Lunch.
- That's perfect.
I was on my way out.
Lemme treat you guys.
- We-
- We need some alone time.
- [Ben] Yeah.
(dark intriguing music)
- That's understood.
- Okay.
We'll see you later, man.
- 'Kay, have a good time.
Okay, you guys have a good time.
(crickets chirping)
- [Zamia] Jules, open the door.
(Zamia sighing)
(Zamia knocking)
(rhythmic metal music)
(Zamia knocking)
(Zamia knocking)
- Is that Ben?
- No, he's still at work.
(doorbell chiming)
(Zamia knocking)
- Z.
- He's such an asshole.
Who's that?
- That's Paul.
I told you about him.
- Oh, right.
Well you're probably
awake now, right?
- I am.
- Good.
I need a male perspective.
Three years.
You think you know
somebody after three years.
He knew what he was
getting into, right?
I mean you pretty much know
the first couple months
whether you wanna be with
somebody or not, right?
- I know how I feel
after the first night.
- Then why if you didn't
like somebody's personality
would you stay with
them for three years?
- Are you sure it just
wasn't another fight?
I mean Gary loves you, Z.
- A weak man will
stay with his woman
long past losing interest.
- He wasn't weak.
He was a cop.
- Doesn't matter.
A coward's a coward.
Doesn't matter what he does,
doesn't matter how big he is.
None of it matters.
- I loved him.
- Sweetie, you and Gary
are gonna work this out.
- No.
- What?
- Excuse me?
- You cannot give
love to someone
who's incapable
of giving it back.
Underneath it all, you'll
suspect it isn't real
and you will hold
back because of it.
- Paul, we appreciate
you tryin' to help,
but you don't even know Gary.
- No, maybe he's right.
I mean it never felt
right, you know?
It never felt like
it was supposed to.
- Vodka sour, right?
- Yeah.
- [Julie] Okay, so where
did you leave it with him?
- I threw a rock
through his car window.
- You are definitely
sleeping here tonight.
- [Zamia] It's not why
I came over, Jules.
- No, it's fine.
Ben isn't gonna be
home 'til 2:30 anyway
and we can sleep on the couch.
- There's no reason
for two people
to sleep on one
couch when I can.
You'll take my bed, okay?
That's that.
Hey, just gonna grab
my charger real quick.
Goodnight.
- Hang out.
(dark intriguing music)
(bed thumping)
(Zamia moaning pleasurably)
(Paul groaning pleasurably)
- Hey.
- [Ben] Hey.
- Is he still here?
- Who?
- Paul.
- [Ben] He left
like an hour ago.
Why?
- Zamia came over last night.
They had sex.
- What?
You sure?
Did you see something?
- No, I didn't have
to see anything.
What I heard wasn't
open to interpretation.
- Shit.
- I mean don't you think
that's a little weird?
He met her like an hour before.
- He's a guy, babe.
- She'd been drinking.
- All right, so are
you sayin' it was like-
- No, no.
- So she seemed into it.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Then they're adults and it
is none of our business.
- No, I think he did
it to mess with me.
- [Ben] Why would he do that?
- Because of that
night he heard us.
- [Ben] Julie,
what does he care?
- He knew I would hear.
He was completely sober
and he knew that I
would have to listen.
- Okay, so should we
give him his money back
because he likes to have sex?
- Okay, you're not
here all the time.
You work nights, you
sleep during the day.
- Julie.
- There is
something not right about him.
- Julie, I love you.
But we can't kick
someone outta the house
because they had consensual
sex with our crazy friend.
Goodnight or mornin'
or what is it?
Go back to bed.
- [Max] What's up?
- I wanted to see you one last
time before you left again.
- Listen, bud.
Your mom and I are just goin'
through some stuff right now.
But listen, if you ever wanna
talk to me, we can talk.
- Are you gonna leave for good?
- Maybe.
That shouldn't change anything
between us, you're my son.
It's just better for
everybody like this.
I gotta go to work, bud.
- But it's Sunday.
- Yeah, but I need the overtime.
(fingers tapping)
- Hey Paul.
- Hey.
- These aren't bad, man.
- Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.
- I like these.
When's the show?
- Just a couple weeks away now.
- And these are definitely
goin' up, right?
- Maybe, maybe.
- What're you
talkin' about maybe?
- Honestly, I'm not sure.
We'll see.
- You're not sure?
Look at this thing.
This is beautiful, Ben.
What's goin' on? Talk to me.
What's goin' on?
- We only get so many shots
and I just don't
know if this exhibit,
these pieces are in
game-shape or gallery-
- You know what?
That's bullshit.
It's bullshit and you know it.
These are very good.
Quit bein' such a pussy.
- No, (stutters) I'm not.
I don't necessarily think
that's the situation here.
- Yeah. Ben, why'd
you stop painting?
Let's get to the crux of it.
Why did you stop?
- Well when you moved in,
that room was kind
of my studio space.
- Are you an artist?
Yes, I think so.
- Yeah?
You think so?
- Yes.
- You made these.
- Yes.
- You would call
yourself an artist.
- Yes.
- Then create something, Ben.
'Kay, you need space?
Take an easel, put
it in the backyard.
Quit makin' excuses.
- I gotta go to the store.
Yeah.
- How's the job
goin' there, bud?
- It's fine.
I don't think I'll
have much of a career
as a bartender anyways.
Anyways.
Be careful please.
Just be careful.
- I will.
Have a good night, man.
(rhythmic rock music)
- [Ben] Here you go, darlin'.
- Hey bartender.
I'm feeling good tonight.
I wanna buy a round of shots
for everyone sitting here.
- All right.
- Yeah.
- All right.
Okay. Yeah, sure.
What're we doin' a shot of?
- We're doin' a shot of
dealer's choice, my friend.
I'm pretty sure you know
what you're doin' back there.
- Comin' up.
- You know that guy?
- No.
- Keep 'em happy.
Nice work.
- Thanks.
All right.
Here you go, guys.
Here you go.
All right, for y'all.
There you go, guys.
- And one for yourself too, bud.
- Sure.
Sure.
(rhythmic rock music)
(patrons chattering)
- This looks good.
Everybody, salut.
- Cheers.
(glasses clinking)
- Yeah, yeah.
Great choice on whatever
the hell you put in that.
Line doesn't stop here.
I'll tell ya that right now.
- Your name's David, right?
- No, man.
You must have me confused
with someone else.
Name's Paul.
- Hmm, couple years ago,
desert sapphire in Arizona.
We were playing cards.
You remember that?
- I'm terrible at cards, man.
- All right.
Yeah, you're right. My mistake.
- [Paul] Yeah, like I said
I think you're mistaken.
- [Patron] Have
yourself a good evening.
- Hey you too, bud.
All right, who's game
for another round?
Yes?
Yes?
Yes, let's do it and
something different this time.
- Yeah?
- Do it.
- [Paul] Let's do it.
Line it up.
- Yeah, okay.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lemme try somethin'.
I got it, okay.
(smooth rhythmic music)
- [Paul] Yes.
Look at this guy go, huh?
(mixer rattling)
Nice, like a waterfall.
- [Ben] Here they are.
There they go.
(patrons chattering)
(glasses clinking)
Gimme your glasses.
Everybody gets one.
- [Paul] All right, here we go.
Everyone.
Missed the cigarettes.
- [Ben] You got it.
- Yeah, all right.
- That was good.
- Oh yeah, it is.
- Woohoo.
All right, all right, all right.
Look how on fire this
guy is right now.
Thanks to this guy right here.
- [Group] Hit it,
hit it, hit it.
Come on over
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
- Doin' okay?
You're not drivin', right?
- No.
No, I'm not.
So I got a cab.
It's been out front
for five minutes.
I just told him just keep
the meter runnin', you know?
Fuck it.
- Hey Paul.
Thanks, man.
- Yeah.
You got it, bud.
I appreciate you lookin'
after the house for me.
Looks a lot better than it
used to, that's for sure.
- Hold on.
I'm sorry. What do you mean?
(Paul chuckling)
- I'm drunk.
Later, man.
- [Ben] Okay, be safe.
- I'm gonna be safe.
Bye.
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
Best to keep your distance
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
- Hey, I'm gonna close out.
- Okay, got you.
Here you go, brother.
Thank you.
- And for what it's worth,
that guy's name's not Paul.
- Sorry?
- The guy that just left,
his name's not Paul.
It's David.
- You sure?
- Couple years ago, we were
playin' poker in Arizona.
All night long, we were talkin'.
Told me his name was David.
- So that's it, you guys
played cards together
and that's all?
- No, that is not all.
That piece of shit,
I show him a couple of
pictures of my family,
my ex-wife, my daughters.
So he shows me a picture of
his sister, young, beautiful.
All I said is,
"Hey, she's pretty."
It wasn't being disrespectful.
I wasn't being
perverted or anything.
The guy just loses
his shit, flips out,
breaks a beer bottle,
tries to stab me with it.
All hell breaks loose.
The security guards had
come in throw him out.
Guy was completely psycho.
- And you're sure
that was that guy.
- Yeah.
Oh yeah, it was that guy.
(dark intriguing music)
(Paul knocking)
- [Paul] Yeah.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Feelin' okay?
- Feelin' pretty good, man.
You know?
- Yeah, had a lot
to drink last night.
- (chuckles) You're right.
I did.
- Listen, I wanna say thank
you for your help at the bar.
- Hey man, that's not a problem.
I mean you'd do
it for me, right?
- Yeah, of course I would.
'Course I would.
- Okay.
Yeah.
- Okay.
I'll see you.
- I'll see ya, man.
(dark intriguing music)
- Is dad ever coming back?
- Well he'll have to eventually.
His stuff is still here.
C'mere.
You know I love you, right?
- [David] Love you too, mom.
- I only want
what's best for you.
You'll never leave me, right?
- I'll never leave you.
- [Bonnie] Good boy.
(cellphone ringing)
(cellphone vibrating)
- This is Julie.
Yes, thank you.
Thank you so much.
(cork popping)
(wine trickling)
(smooth jazz music)
- So we're full-blown
alcoholics now.
- We are celebrating.
- [Ben] 'Kay.
What are we celebrating?
- [Julie] So I heard
from the arbitrator.
- You did.
- He said he couldn't
say anything officially.
But things are lookin' good
and they're gonna have a
decision by the end of the week.
- All right, cheers.
- Cheers.
- That's fantastic.
That's good news.
I also have good news.
- 'Kay.
- I just got off
the phone with Devin
and I'm being promoted
to head bartender.
- That's great.
- Yeah.
- That means-
- More money.
And especially if you
get your job back,
we can get rid of Paul.
- And get our room back.
- Yeah, that's good.
We can ask Paul to leave.
Let's tell him today.
- Okay.
- 30 days.
- All right.
Yeah, cheers.
- To 30 days.
(glasses clinking)
(knocks) Hey Paul?
Paul?
Where is he?
(intriguing rock music)
- What's that, Ben?
(fists bashing)
- Hey Paul?
Hey Paul?
Paul, hey.
- (breathes heavily) Hey,
I hope it's okay I use this.
- Yeah, it's fine.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Listen, we've got somethin' we
wanted to talk to you about.
- What's up, guys?
- So listen, havin' you.
You've been.
It's not-
- We're gonna refund
the rest of your money.
- Why?
- Well we're in a position
where we no longer need
to rent out the room.
- You got a promotion.
- Well Julie's probably
getting her job back.
- Why'd you get
that promotion, Ben?
- I appreciate everything.
We appreciate everything.
It's just-
- Right.
- We're married.
I mean wouldn't you
be more comfortable
in a place of your own?
You obviously have enough money.
(soft intriguing music)
- I'll be out by tonight.
- No, you don't.
Was I rude?
(soft intriguing music)
(car engine roaring)
(tires screeching)
The hell was that about?
Hey Jules?
(gun cocking)
(birds chirping)
(gun blasting)
(bottle shattering)
(gun cocking)
(gun blasting)
(bottle shattering)
(gun cocking)
(gun blasting)
(gun blasting)
(bottle shattering)
(soft intriguing music)
(Paul knocking)
- [Julie] Mr. Samson?
- [Paul] Hey Jules.
- Where's my patient?
- Oh, he's walkin'
down the street
with a couple hundred bucks
in his pocket happy as a clam.
He does wanna schedule
for next week, by the way.
- [Julie] What did you tell him?
- Hmm, I just told
him that your husband
wanted to surprise you
for our anniversary.
- How did you even get in here?
- Well it was real tough, Jules.
I had to wait about
five minutes to tag in
behind someone through the door.
And I like that door code 333.
You put a lotta effort into
that one and I appreciate it.
- [Julie] What do
you want, Paul?
- You know, I've been
in a lotta these offices
over the years.
I could tell you anything I
want, all the things I've done
and you couldn't tell anyone.
- Unless you're an
active threat now.
- Yes.
Unless I was an active threat.
(dark intriguing music)
- Who are SR and DR?
You are not my patient, Paul.
Do I need to call the cops?
- Why would you need
to do that, Jules?
We're just two
friends hangin' out,
shootin' the shit as they say.
I just wanted to stop by
to see where you worked
and say hello.
And I love the
space, by the way.
It's very calming,
very soothing.
Have a good day.
God bless.
(dark intriguing music)
- What is that?
Shit.
No.
No, no.
No.
(painting shredding)
(paint can rattling)
(paint whooshing)
(fist smacking)
(painting snapping)
C'mon.
Fuck, fuck.
Fuck.
You son of a bitch.
(knife stabbing)
(painting shredding)
Shit, shit!
(paint whooshing)
(paint can rattling)
(painting shredding)
(painting banging)
(crickets chirping)
(car engine roaring)
- We should call the cops.
- Why?
He didn't destroy
anything valuable.
You know, I don't have to go.
- It's been three days.
We've changed the locks.
At some point,
you've gotta work.
- I'm not closing,
so that's good.
- Okay.
- Would you keep texting me
please, so I know you're okay?
- I will.
- 'Kay, I love you.
- Love you too.
- Okay, I'll see
you in a little bit.
(intriguing rock music)
(patrons chattering)
You doin' all right, Jerry?
- Yeah.
- Good.
- There he is.
Favorite bartender.
- What are you doing?
- Hey, our best customer.
How you doin', sir?
- Doin' well.
It's good to see you.
- Good to see you.
- You know this guy right here,
this guy really understands
all the facets of
customer service.
He really gets it.
- He definitely does.
You know what?
First round's on us, okay?
Ben'll take great care of you.
- I appreciate that.
- Appreciate you, my man.
- I'm just here to drink.
- What can I get for you, sir?
- Hmm.
I trust ya.
(intriguing rock music)
(glass shattering)
- Get away from me
or I'll break the next
one over your face.
- Don't you think
we should probably
call Julie for that, Ben?
- Get outta here.
(intriguing rock music)
(alcohol trickling)
Here you go, sir.
On the house.
Doin' all right?
- (coughs) I'll do
one more please.
Just as a whiskey rocks.
- Open or closed?
- Just closed please.
Thanks.
(intriguing rock music)
- Hey man, Paul Smith.
- Hi.
Alan Brady.
- Alan Brady.
- Yeah, nice to meet you.
- [Paul] It's nice to
meet you, Alan Brady.
- [Alan] Mm-hmm.
- You wrappin' things up?
- Yeah, I got an early morning.
- That's the worst time.
- I'm used to it.
- [Ben] Thanks.
- Thanks.
What do ya say, bottoms up?
- Yeah.
(intriguing rock music)
You be easy now.
(Alan wheezing)
- Oh my.
(Alan breathing heavily)
- Call an ambulance!
(Alan retching)
Sir, you okay? Sir.
(Alan wincing)
It's gonna be okay.
Sir, sir.
Ben, call an ambulance!
- [Ben] Yeah, there's a guy.
He's choking at the bar.
There's blood.
- No.
No, I get that.
Okay.
Bye.
You know my favorite
part about this job?
The owner never gets involved.
He lets me handle
the day-to-day.
We barely even speak.
All that's done now.
And the sickest part about this
whole thing is we got lucky.
I mean thank god
that man survived.
Can you imagine if
he died on our floor?
We may as well have
blown this place up.
- Devin, I-
- I know.
You broke a piece of glass
and the next customer choked
on that piece of glass,
right or wrong?
- It was him, I told you.
- What, a random customer?
Why would he do
somethin' like that?
- He's not a random customer.
He's my roommate,
ex-roommate now.
- You lied to me?
- It was him.
- [Devin] I need your keys.
- There's no video at the bar.
There's no way to prove
he did anything wrong.
The number you gave
me is to a burner.
There's no registration
needed for that
and I guarantee you he's
thrown it in the trash by now.
- You have no idea
where he's from.
You're tellin' me his
name is Paul Smith.
Do you know how many Paul
Smiths we have in our system?
- Everyone knows the
same story we do.
He's from New York and
he worked in finance.
Just acquaintances.
- [Clybourn] Look, if you had
a copy of his driver's license
or a credit card or
anything like that,
I could do some real digging.
- What he did at Julie's
work and with my paintings.
I mean those are
technically crimes, right?
- [Clybourn] Sure.
Well trespassing,
property damage.
Even if you had him
in hand right now,
there's no way
he's gonna do time
for either one of
those two things.
You could try a
restraining order.
- We're definitely doing that.
- Get the restraining
order, get an alarm system.
I know you don't
wanna hear that,
but it's the best
you can do right now.
- D'you lock the door?
- Yes.
(dark intriguing music)
(crickets chirping)
- [Automated Voice]
User arming in progress.
- Can you sleep?
- No.
Can you sleep?
- No.
Listen, you gotta
go to work tomorrow.
I don't.
Just try.
- I just can't.
(crickets chirping)
(intriguing rock music)
(crickets chirping)
(dark rock music)
(lock rattling)
(door cracking)
(alarm wailing)
- [Ben] Fuck.
- Was that the alarm?
- Could it be a malfunction?
- We're not that lucky.
(door banging)
(Julie gasping)
(fist bashing)
(Ben grunting)
(Ben weeping)
- We're all gonna
go sit down at the table
and have ourselves a
nice little conversation!
Hmm.
Come on, Julie. Come on.
Come here.
Come on, get this back in there
Faster, Julie.
Faster please!
- [Max] Maybe this is
as good as time as any.
- [Bonnie] No it isn't, Max.
- Your mother and I
are getting separated.
It's what's best for everyone.
- [Bonnie] We have
planned to wait
until the end of the
school year to tell you.
- You're smart, bud.
You see how we are.
We're just not good
together anymore.
- Good. Are we done?
- Do not look back
here please, Julie.
Thank you very much.
Up against the wall.
- Listen to him.
- Shut up.
Quit bein' such a pussy.
Can you shut up please?
Huh?
- Yes.
- Yes?
Good, Ben.
That's good.
Come here.
Good, bud.
All right, sit down.
(gun blasting)
- What do you want, Paul?
- What do you want, huh?
- (chuckles) Do not move, Julie!
- No.
- Get back!
- Okay. (weeps)
- Thank you.
(Ben weeping)
Calm down, Ben.
Calm down, okay?
Yeah?
Yeah?
- Yes.
- If I hear one more
snivel outta you
that has not been caught,
this is what's gonna happen.
This is my house.
It's mine, all right?
This is my house!
All of it!
Everything you see is mine.
It's my house.
I'm gonna give you
cash, a wad of cash.
You want a bunch of cash
and you pretend like the
house doesn't even exist
and you'll never have
to see me again, huh?
- [Ben] Just don't hurt her.
- "Just don't hurt her," eh?
(weeps) "Just don't hurt her."
- (bangs) Oh god!
- If you have that much money,
why don't you go
buy your own house?
- Get back in the
corner, Julie please.
I don't wanna hurt you.
- I know. (weeps)
- [Ben] Paul, can work this out.
- We can work it out.
- Yes.
We can work it out
We can work it out
(fist bashing)
(Ben shouting)
(painting smacking)
Ooh.
Ooh.
Get!
We cannot.
We cannot work it out.
- You want this house so bad?
The second you pull that
trigger, you will never have it.
(weeps) What did you think?
Did you think we'd
become friends
and we would sell you
the house? (weeps)
This is our home.
We're not leaving.
You can kill us if you want,
but you still lose.
- Fucking!
Oh, you're right.
You're right.
You are right.
And when you're
right, you're right.
(dark intriguing music)
- [Ben] Julie.
- Ben. (weeps)
(Paul whistling)
(crickets chirping)
Ivy.
Ivy Lane.
Okay.
I don't know if
he's coming back.
(Paul whistling)
(crickets chirping)
(fuel trickling)
He's here.
Please just get someone
here right away.
(Paul whistling)
(dark intriguing music)
- I got a boy on a stoop.
Hey buddy.
Got a call about
some noise, you okay?
- [Max] (knocks) David,
are you in there?
Open this door now or
I'm comin' in. (knocks)
Can you hear me in there, David?
David!
(dark intriguing music)
(water trickling)
- Hey, you by yourself?
What's goin' on, man?
Talk to me.
Anybody in the house?
- Susie.
- David.
Hi.
(birds chirping)
Hi.
- Hi.
You're the sister?
- Susie.
Nice to meet you.
- How you doin'?
Got him talk finally.
- Yeah.
Let's go inside, bud okay?
(dark intriguing music)
- [David] Some good rice.
God you're back.
- Nothing good can stay here.
Okay, we should burn it.
(can shaking)
(Paul sighing)
(fist bashing)
(fist bashing)
(fist bashing)
(head thudding)
(Ben grunting)
- Stop!
(gun cocking)
Don't move.
- [Paul] You know
how use that, Julie?
- I guess we'll find out.
(Paul groaning)
- Go ahead.
(gun clicking)
(Julie weeping)
Told you that I
didn't wanna hurt ya.
I just wanted the house.
- It's not yours to have.
(Paul whispering)
- Then no one will have it.
(Julie grunting)
(fist bashing)
(elbow bashing)
(Paul grunting)
(Julie whimpering)
(foot bashing)
(Julie weeping)
- (breathes heavily)
Ready to go, Jules, huh?
(knife clicking)
Ready to go, huh, Jules?
Huh?
(Julie grunting)
(elbow thudding)
- Sis?
(soft intriguing music)
Sis?
(both grunting)
- (groans) Fuck!
(knife slashing)
(Paul breathing heavily)
(knife stabbing)
(Julie grunting)
(Julie weeping)
(sirens wailing)
(dark intriguing music)
(Julie weeping)
(helicopter blades whirring)
- [Julie] Did you
find out who he was?
- Well with that many aliases
there was enough of a trail,
we could track
down his real name.
He used to live with his
family in this house.
- What?
- [Clybourn] Yeah.
- Think of somethin'
to fill it with.
(dark intriguing music)
(rhythmic bluegrass music)
With immaculate feet
You're kickin' rocks
down the street
Storm clouds
gather on your mind
I've given all
And I can't bury
those feet in the sand
Somethin's got to change
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
Best keep your distance
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
Give up, I'll give in
Fearful eyes full of sin
Storm clouds
gather on your mind
We both know that it's wrong
Point in case
here's the song
Somethin's got to change
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
If you come on over
and you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
Best keep your distance
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
You've never seen my best
All my weaknesses lie
on battlin' ground
You're not like all the rest
Don't second guess
Just listen to me
This ghastly game of Chess
I must confess
weighs heavy on me
This is my SOS
We made this mess and
I won't fall in it
Won't fall in it
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
If you come on over
and you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
If you come on over
Don't you turn it on
'Cause you know
it's so so wrong
Best keep your distance
Don't you turn it on
Don't dance so close to me
Immaculate feet
You're kickin' rocks
down the street
I've given all
And I can't bury
those feet in the sand
With immaculate feet
You're kickin' rocks
down the street
I've given all
And I can't bury
those feet in the sand