Swimming with Sharks (2022) s01e04 Episode Script

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[dreamy music]
♪
[phone chiming, vibrating]
[phone ringing]
- Miles calling again.
- [sighs]
[intense music]
♪
[seagulls crying]
[Wesley barking]
- Come on.
[waves crashing, seagulls crying]
Keys to the guesthouse.
Night.
[dramatic music]
♪
[phone chimes]
♪
- It's always warm.
Short sleeves in December.
And we can have a lemon tree
in our backyard.
- Promise?
- Promise.
- When, Mama?
- Soon.
♪
[seagulls crying]
- Hope you don't mind.
I ordered groceries
and made breakfast.
Mole chilaquiles. You like?
- Love.
- Prosecco?
- No.
Actually
- Miles has been
calling nonstop.
- Of course he has.
He's terrified.
First time we went
grocery shopping together,
I asked him to grab olive oil.
He picked the most
expensive bottle.
$38.
I should've run then.
I grew up poor.
I hate wasting money.
- My mom and I never met
a coupon we didn't like.
- What do your parents do?
- I never met my dad.
- Same.
Your mom?
- My mom's an artist.
- Mine was an alcoholic.
I was a big distraction
in her life.
- Do you still see her?
- Haven't seen her in 20 years.
You have a boyfriend?
- [chuckles] No.
- Are you and Marty?
- [scoffs]
He listens to Pearl Jam
and doesn't know
who Clifford Odets is.
- [chuckles]
- Not my vibe.
Travis told me
You and Redmond
back in the day.
- [sighs] Not willingly.
But it's a million
years ago, so
- Did you ever tell anyone?
- Back then, we didn't talk
about things like this.
- He's still manipulating you,
calling the shots.
- It is what it is, Lou.
And you better tell Travis
to mind his own
fucking business.
Understood?
- Yeah.
- I don't feel like
working today.
[Young Magic's "Lucien"]
♪
- Lucien, oh, Lucien ♪
So full of light ♪
Why on this day,
on this day ♪
You pull the knife? ♪
Like a nest ♪
To the static ♪
You're locked ♪
To the channel rows ♪
I don't mean to push you ♪
When you have
already spoken ♪
Like the brush ♪
And the lifeless ♪
You are locked ♪
To the channel rows,
no, I don't ♪
- [sighs]
I'd kill for a joint right now.
- When you have ♪
- I have something better.
- When you have ♪
Already spoken ♪
Lucien, oh, Lucien ♪
So full of light ♪
Why on this day,
on this day ♪
You pull the knife? ♪
♪
- Come on.
Lucien, oh, Lucien ♪
Lucien, oh, Lucien ♪
♪
- Javier Bardem meets Joe Jonas.
- [chuckles]
- Body of Chris Hemsworth,
face of Danny Trejo.
- [laughs] Let me see.
[both laughing]
Oh, my God.
I am so glad
I'm not young anymore.
- Dating apps are like
Postmates for sexual fantasies.
You can order whatever you want.
- [chuckles]
[phone chimes, vibrates]
You deserve so much better.
- [chuckles]
- I'm not so easy
to live with, myself.
An acquired taste,
my mother used to say.
- So what would you order?
- Huh?
Nothing.
- Tell me.
- I don't have
fantasies anymore.
I'm too old.
- Bullshit.
- [chuckles]
- Come on.
- [chuckles]
- What's something you've
never done you wish you had?
- I don't know.
Uh
Watch another
couple have sex maybe.
You?
- Let someone watch me have sex.
- [chuckles]
[phone chimes]
[intense music]
- Once you strap on ♪
Oh, ah, oh ♪
I'm a fighter,
I'm an outsider ♪
I'm a night rider
rolling through the sky ♪
I'm a psycho,
never gonna let go ♪
Till I got you eye to eye ♪
[water splashes]
Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
Swim into the smoking gun ♪
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
The game has just begun ♪
Under disguises ♪
And into the dark unknown ♪
Mercury rises ♪
And sinks
right into my bones ♪
String you along ♪
I got secrets
I'll never tell ♪
Once you strap on ♪
There's no leaving
the carousel ♪
Casually grinning
while I keep you spinning ♪
You know
I can call your bluff ♪
Twister in a bottle,
slipping down the spiral ♪
Tell me,
have you had enough? ♪
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah ♪
Tell me,
have you had enough? ♪
Under disguises ♪
And into the dark unknown ♪
Mercury rises ♪
And sinks
right into my bones ♪
String you along ♪
I got secrets
I'll never tell ♪
Once you strap on ♪
There's no leaving
the carousel ♪
Once you strap on,
there's no leaving ♪
Once you strap on,
there's no ♪
♪
- Let us watch you.
Over there.
♪
- Under disguises ♪
And into the dark unknown ♪
Mercury rises ♪
And sinks
right into my bones ♪
String you along ♪
I got secrets
I'll never tell ♪
Once you strap on ♪
There's no
leaving the carousel ♪
- Lou, I need to see you
in my office.
[door opens, footsteps approaching]
This weekend
what happened
I was upset.
- I'm sorry,
did something happen?
[discordant suspenseful music]
♪
- You said you were always
fine with me stepping out
- It's a judgment thing, Miles,
and it's just
so unbelievably disrespectful
during this delicate time.
- You know what?
It's fucking hard.
It's hard living in your shadow.
- Oh, please,
don't play the victim!
It's a massive turnoff.
- You don't think this
pregnancy and miscarriage thing
has taken a toll on me, too?
It's not just about you.
- I know it's been
a horrific three years,
which is why we're turning
to alternative methods.
- Yeah, with complete
fucking strangers.
I'm not doing that.
I told you I'd rather adopt.
- I'm not adopting.
Pick one.
- No, I'm not
fucking picking one!
Okay? It's fucking crazy.
It's my sperm, mine.
None of this,
none of this is yours!
You can't have a fucking kid.
[softly]
Oh, fuck.
- Take a look around, Miles.
Take a look at your life,
because all of this is mine,
and I choose
to share it with you.
- You were fucking nothing
when I met you.
- And now I'm everything!
So don't push me.
I might decide that
I don't like sharing anymore.
[dramatic music]
♪
- [sighs]
Coverage on "Islands of Stone"?
- It's a 388-page book.
- She wants it by noon.
Did you confirm her lunch today?
- Did you?
Oh, fuck me, I'm out of Prep.
- What's that?
- Gay thing.
[door opens]
- I'm headed down to set.
Lou, come with me.
Update my software, walk Wesley,
and go get me
a GoMacro bar, please.
- [sighs]
- Sometimes being here
feels like I'm in a dream.
All the people
that have passed through here
Mary Pickford, Judy Garland,
Katharine Hepburn.
- I used to feel that way.
- You don't anymore?
- As a woman here,
you start to feel like
you're supporting a system
that doesn't want
to support you.
It's hard to get
back to the magic
and promise of it all.
- Does the magic of Hollywood
even still exist?
- You should get out
before it fucks you up.
[bell rings]
- Looking good.
- "Good"? That's all I get?
[phone vibrates]
Good?
- Joyce
he's here.
I've got some contracts
for Mr. Goya.
- I think it's incredible
the performances,
the way you're shooting it.
I'm a total nobody around here,
but I'm blown away.
- Cute shoes.
- CELINE.
- Yeah.
I kind of miss the braids
and thrift-store shit.
- Let's go.
[dark music]
♪
- This is a classic romance.
Red states don't want to see
some Black guy
kissing a white girl.
- I'm gonna pretend you
didn't just say that.
- What were you thinking, Joyce?
In this political climate,
it's just way too polarizing.
We're gonna have to recast.
- That's dinosaur thinking.
- Well, I'm T.-fucking-rex.
- Redmond, please just
- It's not your fucking movie!
It's my fucking movie,
and I don't want to see
some Black fucking day player
making out
with my white female lead,
and the other half
of this country
doesn't want to see it either!
Get me a new cast list.
Otherwise, I will shut
this thing down so fast,
you won't know what hit you.
[line clicks, beeps]
- Get these refilled for Wesley
at Larchmont Animal Hospital,
then bring them back to me.
- No boyfriend
no friends
no social media.
Within months of you showing up,
Alex just
falls off the wagon and ODs,
after being sober for years.
- The implication being
I got rid of him
so I could get
his crummy assistant job
working for a woman
who's a notorious nightmare?
Pretty thin.
And if I really was
that duplicitous
and needed one of you gone,
wouldn't it have been you
at the bottom of the pool?
And yet
here you stand before me.
♪
[keys clacking]
♪
- You replace the dead kid?
- Not technically.
Just helping out.
- Oh, you're a girl.
She never hires girls.
You'd fuck him, right?
- Um
well, I guess so.
But
- But what?
- Something's been circulated
between the assistants
I think you should hear, sir.
- Red states don't want to see
some Black guy
kissing a white girl.
What were you thinking, Joyce?
In this political climate,
it's just way too polarizing.
We're gonna have to recast.
Who taped that?
It's not your fucking movie!
- I have no idea.
- Bullshit!
Who sent it?
- Legal's trying to track
where it originated from.
But what if this lands
in the media's laps,
especially now
given the political climate?
- Are you trying to
blackmail me, little girl?
- You're hurting me.
- Well, toughen the fuck up.
[dark music]
♪
- He had a change of heart.
We're not recasting.
- [chuckles]
Where have you been all my life?
- Happy to help.
- Let Meredith know.
- Copy.
- Time for bed, my sweet boy.
♪
Wesley.
Time for bed.
Baby.
[gasps]
♪
Miles!
♪
- I am so sorry.
- Stop apologizing.
- I don't know how my medication
got mixed up with Wesley's.
- You almost killed my dog.
- Joyce, please
- Get out.
- Joyce.
- You're fired.
Get out!
- Joyce!
- Get out. Out!
[door opens]
[tense music]
- I'm gonna
take you down, bitch.
♪
Mark my words,
you filthy little cunt.
- I'm sorry things
didn't work out.
♪
I wish you all the best.
♪
[glass shatters]
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