SurrealEstate (2021) s02e06 Episode Script

Previously on SurrealEstate.
- August Ripley.
- Rochelle Decker.
I get these things.
I can't hear them
anymore, I can't see them.
- [HISSING]
- But I know them.
You know, I always liked you, Zooey.
She's one of us.
One of us. One of us.
I heard about the day
you left the church.
The organization
wasn't meeting my needs.
[SUSAN] Dear Luke, please consider this
my resignation from the Roman Agency.
Effective immediately.
Susan Ireland.
[DRAMATIC BOOM]
[THUNDER BOOMING]
[LEAVES RUSTLING]
[EERIE SCORE]
[BLADE RINGS]
[SLOW NASAL INHALE, EXHALE]
[LOW GROANING]
[GROAN]
Hasan!
[HEAVY FOOTSTEPS ON PORCH]
[GRUNT]
[DRAMATIC SCORE]
[BLADE RINGS]
[PAPER CRINKLING]
[THUNDER CRACKLES]
[KNIFE THUDS]
- [EVIL CHUCKLING]
- [SHOW THEME PLAYS]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[MAN SCREAMING]
[GENTLE SCORE]
[LUKE] Mina, Tarik,
I can't give you a
guaranteed sale date or price.
Nobody can. The market is
a living, breathing thing.
So, what was that number
you gave us five minutes ago?
That is a listing price
that I think will put us
in a very positive
position. I suspect we'll get
several offers above that,
but, well, wait and see.
So,
is there anything else
that I need to know?
- Mmm. No.
- Mmm. No. Nothing. No.
- No, I-I-I don't
- Sounds great.
I don't think so, no.
These older houses often have, uh,
features and quirks that could impact
the potential sales
price and days on market.
Now, if this is the case,
we are very good at
managing these things,
but now is the time to tell us.
Did you tell him about
the antichrist next door?
- Daria.
- He needs to know.
The Masseys.
Our neighbors from hell.
Unreasonable neighbors aren't that
unusual.
Unreasonable?
They've been a problem
since we moved in.
We've tried to be good neighbors.
Ask anyone else on the block.
- But with the Masseys?
- If they find out we're selling,
they'll try to sabotage us.
Badmouth us. Scare away the buyers.
Who wants to live next
to murderous psychopaths?
We generally try and
keep those bullet points
out of the marketing materials.
What can we do?
Well, generally, I like
to head off the problem
by reaching out first; Create goodwill.
Goodwill? Good luck.
You'd be surprised what a
properly deployed muffin basket
can achieve. Now, are
you done with this?
Nice landscaping.
Least they keep the property up.
That's what they always
say about axe murderers:
"Gee, what a surprise.
They took such good care of their yard."
Hm.
Hey!
Nice greenery.
Aren't they?
[SCORE FADES OUT]
So, should be an easy one. A normie.
Hm. Just like Susan suggested.
[LUKE SIGHS]
We've always welcomed every client,
regardless of their degree
of metaphysical engagement,
so the Hasans should be pretty simple.
Open, show, closing.
But their neighbors have
got them really spooked.
Perhaps it's just bad chemistry.
Maybe, but, Phil, when you do
the HCP at the Hasan house
I'll check the Massey place, too.
Maybe they're just too alike?
I mean, suburbia rots
everyone's brain sooner or later.
The Hasans have lived
there for eight years.
They never had problems with
anyone else, or so they say.
August, I want you in
there sooner than later.
Hasans don't seem like the
type to make this up, but
There was a fascinating
study done on Norwegian rats
- [PHONE BUZZING]
- living in close proximity
Tarik? We were just talking about you.
[DRAMATIC SCORE]
What?
Okay
you're gonna have to believe us now.
I can't believe a normal person would
Go all Ozzy Osbourne and
then drop it on our doorstep?
I told you, these people are sick.
- [MINA GASPS]
- [TENSE SCORE]
I can't take this anymore.
- [GASPS]
- You don't have to.
Tarik, this really isn't the time
to get into an altercation
with these people.
[TARIK] Massey!
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
Massey, you cowardly pile of puke!
Come out and face me! Massey!
And don't just send out
your freakishly tall wife
to fight your battles!
I want a piece of you!
- Man, dial it down a little.
- [DOOR OPENS]
What'd you say about my wife?
I don't think that he meant anything.
She's tall! Freakishly tall!
Abnormally tall!
- You take that back.
- Or what?
You gonna unleash Slenderwoman on me?
I'm gonna do some unleashing, all right.
- [DOG BARKING]
- What kind of a sicko
rips the head off a bird and
puts it on someone's porch?
The kind of sicko who's tired of getting
a midnight suntan, that's who!
- My porch light, my rules!
- Tariq, put down the rock.
My dog! Your ass! How about that?
- Mr. Massey, put down the dog.
- Whoa-ho-ho.
And a shadow covers the land
as the 50-foot woman attacks.
Eat a heaping bowl of shit, Hasan!
You bird dismemberer!
- You're insane!
- You're a sociopath!
- You're neighbors!
- Come get your bird, Massey.
Okay. Go get 'em, Buttercup!
- Go on!
- No!
[DOG BARKING]
- [MINA CRYING IN FEAR]
- [DOG GROWLING]
[MASSEY AND RENATA LAUGHING]
Hope he saved me a drumstick.
Hm.
- [SCORE FADES OUT]
- [BIRDS CHIRPING]
[RENATA] The irony
is I'm only five-nine.
In heels.
You always had this kind of, um
tension between you?
Tension? They made our lives
a living hell ever since we moved in.
- Thought you were here first?
- Oh!
Look. Look at the things they do.
It's a little hard to make out.
Yeah, that's because of
their goddam porchlight.
Thing's gotta be like
a 100 jillion lumens.
It shines right into
our bedroom all night.
Well, did you talk to them about it?
Yeah. They suggested
something involving a place
where the sun doesn't
shine. It was hurtful.
Yeah, that's not even the worst of it.
Here, look at this.
- Does that say ?
- Yeah!
- The 'f word'.
- Son of a bitch
snuck onto our property at night
and wrote it in huge letters
with a fertilizer
spreader on our front lawn.
We had to mow every few days
to keep it from growing taller
and corrupting young people.
Well, you did pin a note
to their door with a knife.
- [DRAMATIC SCORE]
- Have you seen their hedges?
They look like the lead singer from
- What's the name of that band?
- The Melvins.
The Melvins! And
they refuse to trim 'em!
You know how something like
that can affect property values!
Okay.
Look, you seem okay
for a real estate guy.
And if you sell the house,
we'll be glad to see them go.
But there's no goddamn way
that we are gonna help them do anything.
You mark my words:
If we ever turn up dead
and headless, bleeding out
on the porch like that poor
bird Buttercup got hold of,
you'll know the Hasans did it.
Well,
meanwhile, enjoy the muffins.
- [PENSIVE SCORE]
- [AUGUST] Quitting? Already?
Well, you've only been
a real estate agent
for a few days.
You closed the Dunn-Herberts
when no one else could.
Yeah. And then I went home
and took a 45-minute shower
to wash off the filmy
residue of capitalism.
It's called growing up.
No, this was called selling out.
And I just don't think
that it's right for me.
But I also don't want
to let Luke down either.
It's fine to wander when you're young.
Noble, even.
But one must eventually choose a path
and follow it to the end
because old wanderers
lack direction, purpose.
- And they often pee outdoors.
- [ELEVATOR ARRIVING CHIME]
Ew.
[SCORE FADES OUT]
Hi. May I help you?
Oh, I'm-I'm looking for Phil Orley.
- May I say who is here?
- [SCOFFS]
- [ELEVATOR ARRIVING CHIME]
- Philly can't possibly be
important enough to merit
this level of screening.
[CHUCKLE] Oh, Philly.
Hey, Philly. Que pasa?
- Abby!
- [SIGHS]
Wh-what are you doing
here? Is everything okay?
Everything's fine. I was just about to
submit a blood sample
to your secretary here.
[CHUCKLE] It's not too late.
This is Zooey, our newest agent.
Zooey, my big sister, Abby.
- Charmed.
- Mm.
Okay, come on.
So, Abs, not that this
isn't a treat, but what's up?
I was in town and wondered
if you and Anthony were free for dinner.
In town for what?
To take you and Anthony for dinner.
I was taking care of some paperwork
from mom and dad's
estate you're welcome
and thought what a great excuse to visit
my third-favorite little brother.
Play your cards right and that
second-favorite slot
might even open up.
Okay, well, I'll have to check
with Anthony. He's really busy
How 'bout that place we
all went to last Christmas?
- Fremonts?
- Fremonts. Tomorrow night? 7:00?
Abby, I've got a ton of work on
my plate right now. I don't
I know you're so busy and important.
Let's make it 7:30.
Give this a quick look.
We'll talk at dinner.
- Bye.
- [PHIL SIGHS]
- [ELEVATOR CALL DING]
- [ELEVATOR DOORS OPEN]
My big sister, ladies and gentlemen.
- Yeah, I'm not sure I like her.
- Oh, me neither.
Luke wanted you to call him, by the way.
Okay.
Philly.
I hate to say it, but
the records look clean.
Property line has stayed the
same since it was farmland.
Well, how long have they been there?
That's gonna take a deeper dive.
Farm bureau records,
folklore, anecdotals
Well, these houses
have been here a while.
See if you can track down
who lived here before.
- I love a challenge.
- Hm.
- [PENSIVE SCORE]
- [CALL DISCONNECTING CLICK]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[DOORBELL CHIMES]
Good news is it's a great house
at a reasonable price point.
- [SCORE FADES OUT]
- The buyers should be lined up.
I think we know the bad news already.
They live next door.
Honestly, I have to tell you,
I spoke with them and they were
- Don't say it!
- Reasonable. Even nice.
You were here!
Did you not see the decapitated bird?
They told me their dog did that.
And you believed them?
Honestly, I don't know who to believe.
You did some kind of
extreme stuff to them, too.
He showed you the lawn.
You're not exactly innocents here.
Then maybe we need to
find new representation.
- Mm-hm.
- You'd fire us?
Wow, that is wildly unprecedented
and certainly your
prerogative, but my solution
would be to sell your
house as quickly as possible
for the most amount of money possible
and put some space
between you and the Masseys
before you develop a nuclear program.
[PENSIVE SCORE]
We have that block party coming up.
A lot of people come to that.
Great! Everybody loves a block party.
Gives people a real chance to
get a feel for the neighborhood,
see how well everybody gets along.
If it'll get us out of here faster,
we'll fake it.
That is all I want to hear!
Look, you don't need to love them.
Just don't attack them for a while.
We'll try.
And maybe turn off that porch light
that burns like a thousand suns?
We'll see.
There you go. Peace in our time.
[SCORE TURNS DARKER]
Your greatest advantage is that you live
in a highly desirable neighborhood
and no other inventory
is available here.
- You get to set the market and
- [HAMMERING]
This means war.
[SCORE FADES OUT]
[PHIL] I really appreciate
you coming in, Mr. Flynn.
Oh, my office is just around the corner.
Great. So, you used to live
at 4 Sotherfield Lane, right?
Next door to Rowan and Renata Massey?
- Ohh They were the worst.
- [UNSETTLING SCORE]
- How so?
- Arguments.
Noisy. Nasty.
All the time endless.
About what?
You know, neighbor stuff.
Anything specific?
They killed my cat!
- Excuse me?
- They put out a bowl of
antifreeze and poisoned my cat!
- That's dark.
- Weird.
I forgot it until just now.
- Hey.
- [BRITISH ACCENT] Yeah?
- You work for Rita.
- [PLAYFUL SCORE]
I'm her assistant.
Hm.
[DOOR OPENING]
[DOOR CLOSING]
Hey! You never mentioned you
were thinking about selling.
Oh, we been thinking
about it for a while.
You know, we got the nicer house
and we're empirically better people,
so why let them set
the market, you know?
Luke! So nice to see you.
I'm afraid this house is a
tiny bit out of your price range,
but maybe we can help you find
a nice haunted amusement park,
or something.
- Can I have a word?
- Hm.
Look who's over there.
Listen, Rita, there
is something going on
between these neighbors.
A little friction between neighbors?
Happens all the time.
- [HASAN] You piece of crap!
- [EDGY SCORE]
[UNINTELLIGIBLE YELLING]
You had to horn in on our actions!
We have every right to
expose it to the open market,
- just the same as you!
- Swear to God, you better not
That cow meant everything to us
and you took her for your own!
The cow wandered onto our land!
You were trying to claim him!
whole crop of sorghum!
We will have nothing for
the rest of the season.
- Don't dare tell me what to do!
- I'll bite them off your hand!
- Tarik!
- I've had enough of you, buddy!
Tarik!
Remember what we talked about?
Back in the house.
- This isn't over! Swear to God!
- No, it's not over,
because you're not
lying in a pool of blood!
- Hey!
- Not yet! Not yet!
No, come on!
So, a little friction, you say?
Did you hear what they
were screaming about?
Uh, I dunno. Something about a cow?
[PAPER RUSTLING]
[SCORE FADES OUT]
[ELEVATOR ARRIVING CHIME]
[SLAMS PAPER ONTO DESK]
Hey. I got your text.
I'm working tonight so
You are not gonna believe this.
It's Abigail. I might.
This is an affidavit
of posthumous variation,
which is a precursor to
post-probate allocation,
- which means
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Start at the beginning.
[DEEP SIGH]
My parents were super
involved in our parish church,
my whole life. You know this.
So they always told
us, "When we're gone,
everything's split
between you kids except for
this one piece of land.
That's for the church."
Like, to build a church, or ?
Who cares? It's a couple
acres of dirt and weeds
that I don't think Jesus could find
without the GPS coordinates.
- And yet?
- And yet,
when my mom passed it never came up.
I just assumed that it
was specified in the will
and then handed over.
- [GENTLE SCORE]
- Apparently not.
It's gone to us kids with
the rest of the estate.
So, it's ours now?
Our summer place to graze the ponies
and let the corgis run free?
Abigail says that we should
donate it to the church now.
That's what these forms are for.
See, you know,
that's what kills me about Abigail!
She doesn't have the
decency to forge my name
and do this deal quietly. No!
She has to ambush me and-and-and
knowing perfectly well
that, given enough time,
not only am I going to
say no, but hell, no.
Your relationship with your
sister is complicated.
She was always the
favorite, the-the good one.
It took a big gesture of me
becoming a priest to pull ahead.
Sort of a Hail Mary.
Do you want to keep the land?
No. I mean
What-what would we do with it?
That's not-that's not the point! The
The point is she's asking me.
Me!
To give something that
with a not-insignificant
dollar value to the church.
The same church that chose to model
the tolerant ministry of Christ
by tossing me out the narthex!
I'm not good enough, but
my inheritance is? No! No.
Okay, great, simple.
- Simple?
- Just tell Abby
what you just told me.
Yes.
No.
Hell, no.
Hell, no.
[EXCITED CHILDREN'S VOICES]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
[CHILDREN SHRIEKING
EXCITEDLY AND LAUGHING]
Now that is marketing.
Oh, yeah. Kids at a grade-school rager
are known for their brand loyalty.
I'm going to mingle.
[SCORE FADES OUT]
Hey.
I'm Alvin.
I-I work for Rita Weiss.
Oh. Thoughts and prayers, Alvin.
[LAUGHS] You're with Roman, right?
- Mm-hm.
- What's that like?
It's okay. Most of the time.
I ask because I hear things.
What kind of things?
Like,
you made a pact with the devil
that so you could move people
into different houses so
that he could eat their souls.
[LAUGHING] Oh
Yeah, yeah. I can confirm that.
- Oh!
- [LAUGHS]
- You had me there.
- Did I?
- Well, I better get back.
- Gotta make sure
nobody gets in there with,
you know, sharp objects.
We'll lose the deposit. Yeah-ha. Yeah.
- [CHILDREN LAUGHING EXCITEDLY]
- Thank you for your service.
Wish you'd thought of it, right?
Yeah! The next pre-qualified
toddlers to come by are yours.
Listen, we talked to some
of the people who lived
in these houses before
the Hasans and Masseys.
[PENSIVE SCORE]
- And?
- Let's just say
there's a history of violence.
We need to close these places
before they murder each other.
[SIGH]
[TENSE SCORE]
[RENATA] This is a great idea.
[UNINTELLIGIBLE]
[HASAN] There you go.
[DRAMATIC BOOM, RUMBLE]
[KNIFE HITTING CUTTING BOARD LOUDLY]
[UNINTELLIGIBLE]
- Hi.
- Oh!
- Here we go!
- [PATS STOOL]
[SINISTER SCORE]
[DRAMATIC BOOM]
[THUD]
- [BLADE RINGS]
- [WOMAN EXCLAIMS]
- [RENATA] Oops.
- Oh!
- [FOOT THUDDING ON LEG]
- Oh!
[TENSE SCORE]
[GRUNTING]
- [LUKE] Tariq! Rowan!
- [YELLING]
- [LAUGHING]
- [GRUNTS]
Ah!
- [SQUELCH]
- Ahh!
- [SQUELCH]
- [GRUNT]
- [DRAMATIC SCORE]
- No.
- [DRAMATIC BOOM]
- Ahh!
- [POP]
- [AIR HISSING]
[EXCLAMATIONS]
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Ah, ah!
[GRUNTING, GROANING]
[THUD]
- [GRUNTS, GROANS]
- Stay!
- Hey, are you okay?
- I am.
But this is getting out of control.
Well, this is a mess.
Where's that useless assistant of mine?
Oh, no, no, no, no.
[RUBBER CASTLE CRINKLING]
- [ZOOEY GASPS]
- [DRAMATIC BOOM]
Alvin bounced.
[SCORE FADES OUT]
[LOUD AMBULANCE HORN]
- [SIREN WAILS]
- [DRAMATIC SCORE]
Well, guess who's picking
up her own dry cleaning
for the rest of the week.
He got knifed, Rita
and you don't even care!
This has gone too far.
- Oh, relax.
- Nobody's pressing any charges.
A stitch here, a tetanus shot there.
No, we are gonna get
on top of this thing.
I'm gonna do a deep dive into the Hasans
and I need your go ahead to
do the same at the Masseys.
Your people in my listing?
We're never going to sell
these places until we settle this.
From a pure greed perspective,
can't see how you can refuse.
Well, when you put it that way.
[SCORE FADES OUT]
No area in the home
is particularly active?
I mean, it's mostly around that side,
closest to them.
[TENSE SCORE]
Any odd sounds at night?
No. Well, rats.
[DRAMATIC BOOM]
- Rats?
- The Masseys throw dinner scraps
into our yard almost every night.
That brought raccoons.
And then the rats came.
That's despicable.
It was his first gig as altar boy.
- [PHIL] Mm.
- And the cassock was
a little too long.
- [CHUCKLING] Oh.
- Ethan tripped.
- Mm.
- Whoow!
Body of Christ all over the place.
He was devastated.
He was so worried Jesus
would be mad at him.
I know that feeling.
Oh, he reminds me so
much of you at that age.
So innocent.
[APPROVING TONE] Mm.
Ruggedly handsome, just like his uncle.
- Yeah.
- [PHIL CHUCKLES]
- He's a good boy.
- Yeah.
Obeys his parents.
And so we segue gracefully
into the business of the day.
You knew mom wanted to give
that land to the church.
How could I not?
Every festive dinner over the
last four years of her life
included a dry run of
mother's post-mortem wish list.
And she wondered why the
desserts weren't moving.
[CHUCKLES]
But here's the thing, Abs
back then it was
it was abstract.
And back then you were a priest.
Yeah.
O-okay, sure, but
Now? Now it's real.
And now you're a gay guy
who sells real estate.
Yeah, and I feel pretty good
about both, if it matters.
- Yeah, it matters.
- Of course it matters a lot.
But while your world has turned,
like, a thousand times, Mom's hasn't.
Dying will do that to a person.
It's a shitty two acres of nothing.
Why do you even care?
I care because you made it personal.
[TENDER SCORE]
Before it was something
that just happened, like
February, or rickets, or the playoffs
and all I could say was,
"Well, that happened."
But now you're making me sign off on it.
Endorse it. And it pisses me off!
Do you have any idea
how much you hurt her
- Oh.
- when you left the church?
Every time one of her
friends asked about
her son, the priest
she had to correct them.
- Yeah. She didn't have to.
- Yes she did. Phil
Come on! You knew mom.
She did
and her heart broke.
Yeah.
I know that feeling, too.
[SIGHS]
Mm-hm, mm-hm, mm-hm, mm-hm, mm-hm.
[CHAIR DROPS]
You know what? Let's just try it
back over by the shelves again.
You know, I find myself envying Alvin
and his reliable morphine drip.
Ooh, you're a smart one.
Yeah, I'm a genius.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
You recognize the ultimate
futility of it all.
The trick is to identify
what we can change
and what we can't. We
can move a coffee table.
We can't force a lender
to prequalify a buyer
with insufficient income.
Not legally, anyway.
Okay, you're starting
to scare me a little.
That's real estate, kitten.
Oh, Renata! Hi!
Hi. Are you Alvin's replacement?
- God, I hope not.
- Uh, Zooey's, um
a special consultant here
to evaluate the property.
Yeah, I saw your R-rated lawn outside.
God, the Hasans make it so difficult.
See here!
[DISQUIETING SCORE]
Double-glazed windows.
The Hasans play their music
from midnight to six AM.
They even put subwoofers on
the ground to shake the walls.
- They're evil people.
- What kind of music?
Show tunes; '80s TV themes;
Hall. And. Oates.
Monsters.
Two o'clock in the morning
and I need to be reminded
that my kiss is on their list?
Why do we even have prisons?
- Just sign it.
- No.
Just no. Emphatically no.
This land thing was their choice,
not yours.
You can leave your property
to whoever you want!
The Humane Society,
Doctors Without Borders,
the Broadway League Foundation.
Leave Anthony out of this, please.
If they wanted it so badly,
why did they forget
to have it in the will?
This is what they wanted.
Does that mean nothing to you?
Clearly it means more to you.
Perfect Abby.
Always does what makes mommy happy.
Never rocks the boat.
[TENDER SCORE]
You broke their hearts.
You left the priesthood.
You married a
A-a wonderful guy who I personally love
and knows every lyric
Stephen Sondheim ever wrote.
And, still, you were their favorite.
Mm-hm.
You won.
My third-favorite little brother.
You went against everything
they ever taught us,
everything they ever dreamed
and, in the end, they
loved you more, anyway.
Yay for you, Philly.
You won.
[CHAIR QUIETLY SCRAPING]
You know what?
Sign the papers, or don't.
You can let me know by mail.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDE]
You're the boss, Luke, as always.
But there is no sign of
anything psychokinetic,
only evil.
So, your instruments are telling you
My sense of common decency
tells me the Masseys
should be sealed in a
bell jar and studied!
- [EDGY SCORE]
- Hey, Zooey, what did you
Those people are animals!
So, we agree.
I don't think it's enough for the Hasans
to just be cast into the pit of hell.
The Hasans?
We should set them on fire first!
The Hasans? Innocent victims
of the Masseys' sick,
raccoon-based perversions?
No one should be told at
two o'clock in the morning
that their kiss is on
someone's list. Without consent!
You're insane.
Oh! You're bald!
You wear unnecessary metal in your nose.
- Okay.
- Okay, before we say something
- Oh, farmer boy!
- Needy girl!
Needy? You're slipping, August!
Why only use two
syllables when six will do?
You're a quitter! You've
only been a real estate agent
for a few days and already you want out!
Your father should
have taught you better.
Oh, wait, you never really had a
- [SHARP SLAP]
- Oh!
[DRAMATIC SCORE FADES OUT]
[GASPS]
- [TENDER SCORE]
- [ZOOEY GASPS]
August, I am so sorry!
Zooey
You mean the world to me
and I cannot believe
I'm so sorry!
Are you guys okay?
How long were you inside those houses?
- Less than three hours.
- Four hours.
But it isn't enough just
to be inside the house.
You need to confront someone
who was recently inside the other house.
That is when the fireworks start.
So, what? It-it'll never end?
People write songs and
sonnets about everlasting love.
But for true staying power
hate takes the taco.
[INTRIGUING SCORE]
[SWISH]
[SWISH]
- [TABLET THUDS ONTO DESK]
- [PAPERS RUSTLING]
A cow.
Damn cow.
I hope you're right.
Phil make it fast.
I'm minutes away.
[EDGY SCORE]
[WHOOSH]
[WIND WHISTLING]
[DRAMATIC SCORE]
[DRAMATIC BOOM]
[RENATA] It's on, alright.
- Bring it! Bring it on!
- [UNINTELLIGIBLE ARGUING]
[ENGINE REVVING, TIRES SQUEALING]
[ANGRY ARGUING CONTINUES]
Don't do this! Don't do this!
Ambrose! Parker!
It's not their fault! It's
a curse a blood feud.
- [ALL SCREAMING]
- [PHIL] Listen! Listen!
Back a 100 years ago,
this was all farmland.
- [WHOOSH]
- [DRAMATIC SCORE]
Property line in the exact same place.
Parker had cows.
Ambrose grew sorghum.
Everybody got along.
One day one of Parker's cows
got into Ambrose's crops.
Ambrose tied him up
intending to return him by nightfall,
but things got busy and he forgot.
Well, Parker saw that
Ambrose had one of his cows
and got mad as hell.
The two men came to blows
but the families split 'em up
and sent the sons out the
next day to build a fence.
These were hotheaded farm boys
and they started fighting.
First with words, then with knives.
Shovels. Axes.
[MUFFLED AUDIO]
It turned into a slaughter.
They say the blood
ran into the postholes.
From that day on
families on either side of that fence
hated each other.
[TENDER SCORE]
[AXE THUDDING]
[THUDDING CONTINUES]
Ready?
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[FENCE THUDS]
[SCORE FADES OUT]
Yo. Philly.
What are you doing here?
The clock radio in my hotel room
woke me up this morning
and was playing a Judas Priest song.
And I thought of you.
You know, I'm not sure how I'm
supposed to feel about that, Abs.
[SIGHS]
I realized
how you must have felt about the church.
Whatever you decide about
the land thing, just
send me the paperwork
and I'll deal with it.
Or not.
Okay. That's it.
- Tell Ethan that
- [TENDER SCORE]
Jesus doesn't mind
when you spill his body,
but if you spill his blood,
mix three parts hydrogen peroxide
to one part dish soap. It
gets the stains right out.
Hm.
You are a good uncle.
Second favorite brother.
[SNORTS]
[ELEVATOR ARRIVING CHIME DOORS OPENING]
[LAUGHING]
[PLEASANT INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
[ENGINE TURNS OFF]
- [CAR DOOR CLOSES]
- Hey.
Luke! It's perfect.
Tarik was just saying now
that the fence is gone,
we can have full-sun hibiscus
running all the way down.
I'm so glad to talk plants
with someone. Mina's hopeless.
- [LAUGHS] So's Rowan.
- [TARIK LAUGHS]
What a tragic waste of time.
The Masseys just told me
they're no longer selling.
Yeah, the Hasans feel the same way.
Poor Alvin. He nearly
bounced into eternity and
- died in vain.
- Hm.
Just out of curiosity,
what do you think happens when we die?
I have no idea.
But it probably affects
your credit scores.
[LIGHT CONVERSATION, LAUGHTER]
No? Hell, no?
No.
Hell, yes.
I signed the damn papers over.
Our ancestral land is going
to be a vacation bible school,
or a popemobile parking lot,
or a place where they train
Jesuits to fight in the octagon.
Better get a nice fruit
basket from the Vatican.
Oh, honey.
Just wasn't worth the fight, you know?
You're a good person.
Mm. Not really.
But thank you.
Oh, any word from the adoption people?
[TENDER SCORE]
You gotta know,
as much as you want this baby
and I do, too, we both do,
don't get me wrong
please don't feel like we
need a baby to be a family.
Yeah, I know. I-it's just
Hey
You and I
we're a better family than
most people will ever find.
Come here.
We can always get a dog.
[SCORE FADES OUT]
- Good night, Zooey.
- Good night, Augie.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[ELEVATOR ARRIVING
CHIME, DOORS SLIDE OPEN]
Hey.
What August said earlier: Is it true?
Yes.
The metal in my nose is unnecessary.
- [GENTLE SCORE]
- The other thing.
About quitting?
Not being an agent?
[SIGHS] I
I hate your job.
[SCOFFS] All of it!
The arguments with stupid
people who think they're smart.
Rita Weiss being my best friend
the whole thing.
But you're good at it.
Yeah, well, I'm good at karaoke, too!
Doesn't mean I want
to do it for a living.
Look, I
I don't know what my thing is.
Maybe I'll never find my thing,
but I am absolutely sure that this thing
is not my thing.
I'm really sorry.
You haven't heard from, uh Susan?
No.
[GENTLE SIGH]
[TENDER SCORE]
[PHONE LINE TRILLING]
Hi! You've reached Susan Ireland.
I'm on a bit of a sabbatical right now,
so if you need immediate assistance,
press one. Otherwise, leave me a message
and roll the dice! Drink the wine!
Because life is a mystery
and the sun is only a morning star!
[HANG UP CLICK]
[LAPTOP CLICKS SHUT]
Damn it, Susan.
What do you want me to say?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that you made it so easy
to laugh at your process, at
your color-coded paperclips.
I am sorry that you
did it so effortlessly
that I forgot how good you really are.
I'm sorry that this place
just doesn't seem to run
as good without you.
And, most of all, I am
sorry that I am saying it
to this credenza instead of your face.
[SCORE FADES OUT]