Huff (2004) s02e11 Episode Script

Uh-oh.
Your stomach still feels shitty? Yeah.
Nothing a few thousand ampicillin won't cure.
Well, you just keep taking it, ok? You're gonna get better.
Yeah.
Whatever.
I'm alive.
I'm just happy to be home.
Yeah! Hey, dad, um, will you sign something for me? I wanna take an elective, and I need your permission.
Yeah.
No problem.
Um look, I might need a pen, though.
All right.
Uh, that should do.
Byrd? Byrd! Wake up, buddy! Wake up! Wakey, wakey! Heigh-ho! Heigh-ho! Heigh-ho! Time to get up! Time to get up! Leave me alone! Get away! Time to go to work now! Work time! Work time! Time to go to work! Stop pounding on the fucking door.
Are you crazy? Then unlock the door.
Unlock the door.
It's my house, my door.
Cannot lock the door.
Jesus.
Can I help you? Goddamn.
Oh, my fucking god.
That smells like my ass.
Actually, that's your ass, isn't it? That's disgusting.
Oh, my god.
What the hell is going on in here, buddy? What are you doing? Mags, I need Falana here this afternoon.
No, no, please.
- I know she comes on tuesday.
- Russ, please, no.
No.
No, I've got a nasty science experiment going on in my guest room.
I need her here.
I know.
Conference call in 30.
I'm on my way.
Jesus Christ.
Buddy, what the fuck are you doing? I thought the whole idea behind this separation was that you grow.
You become a stronger individual.
Stop it.
Stop hounding me.
Jesus.
I'm happy to stop hounding you, but you're turning my fucking nice house into a disgusting messy house.
Byrd stood me up last night.
Do you believe that? He didn't show up, Russell.
And I left 15 fucking messages for my wife.
She didn't call me back.
You believe that? You think this is easy for them, pal? I miss my wife and son.
I'd like to talk to them.
You know what? I'm actually very happy to hear you say that.
I am.
That's a big step in the right direction.
But maybe you should back off a little bit.
Let them have their process, too.
Right? Yeah.
I just didn't think it would be like this.
You know? You know what? That's why you need to get up, get out of fucking bed, shower, shave, become a fucking citizen of the universe.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Fuck me.
Goddamn my fucking ass.
Goddamn it.
Cocksucker.
Fuck me.
Ok, look.
I got to go.
I got to go.
And I did leave you some hot water because that's who the fuck I am.
All right? Get the fuck up.
Slacker, fucking layabout pussy.
Shh.
Genius at work.
- Hi.
- Here you go.
Oh.
You are an angel.
Let me see Aren't these lovely drawings.
I never would have guessed that you had a thing for doodling houses.
I always wanted to take a sketch class, and I figured what the hell.
Well, absolutely.
What the hell.
I think it's just wonderful the way you're using this "I am woman, hear me roar" time to expand your horizons.
Speaking of which, how many are we expecting tonight? Paula and Mitzy and their boyfriends.
Paula and Mitzy have boyfriends? Well, isn't that just adorable? So, you're still set on the rack of lamb, the crown roast, and what was that brioche? With camembert.
No? Oh, well, what the hell.
I'll just be sure to pick up a noble mouthwash with a good finish.
Oh, Izzy, you don't have to do the shopping.
Don't be ridiculous, darling.
This is my little way of participating in your hour of darkness.
Ok? Now, you have any of those cute little shredded socks that go on the tips of the little lamb's ribs? I think I'm fresh out.
Yeah? Well, bristol farms should have them, I think.
Pink, don't you think, with lamb? - Uh, perfect.
- Cute.
Yeah.
Ok.
Now, you enjoy your drawing time.
And don't worry about a thing.
I will be back in more than enough time for you to rustle up dinner.
Ta.
Thank you.
Hey, Ely, it's me.
Um did you get everything? Um, yeah.
The extra sticky stuff.
All right, good.
Uh so let's meet at like 8:00.
No.
We can't do it at my house because my mom is having this like sort of dinner party thing.
Dude, I don't know, but I'll figure out a place, ok? Right.
I don't know what to tell you, Marty.
Meeks brought me in as lead counsel.
You got a problem with that, you bring it up with him.
Ok, great.
Fucking ingrate.
All right.
So what exactly is going on this afternoon? You've got lunch with Kline and 2 new client meetings.
Fuck me with a fucking stick.
What? Call goddamn Knippers, man.
She has been riding my ass all morning with this fucking thing.
Ok, she's 2 weeks away from birthing a child, Russell.
She's probably just getting scared.
Yeah, great.
Just get her on the phone.
Oh, why so agitated? Leah.
Leah.
Looky here.
It's Leah.
Hi, Leah.
What's up? Not much.
Just trying to finish the Harvard law application.
Yeah? How's that going? Um, ok.
I think your letter of recommendation will help.
So thanks again.
Anything I can do.
Uh, I do have one more favor to ask of you.
You busy? You know what? Knippers on 1.
Russell.
Oh, yes, um, have her hold.
You know what? Actually, tell her I will call her right back.
But you called her.
Yes, I know, but I'm in a meeting now.
I'll call her back.
Thank you.
I'm heading out the door for your dear mother.
Any requests, darling? You're gonna go grocery shopping? Yeah.
I didn't think you'd be caught dead at Ralph's.
Who's Ralph? Forget it.
Oh.
Darling, Bristol has all kinds of really fun granola.
Would you like some of that? 'Cause I'm sure your colon is already impacted, what with all that sugar and glu you eat.
Whatever.
"Whatever"? Whatever, grandma.
I don't really have time for this.
I'm trying to have a conversation with you, Byrd, and you're looking into the sink? A conversation about breakfast cereals.
I mean, really, gram.
"Really, gram"? Gram, I said I don't have time for this.
I'm gonna be late.
- Hey, you sit.
- What? Yeah, come on.
Sit.
Let's make time right now, shall we? Sit.
Look, I realize this separation has wreaked havoc with everybody.
Your mother thinks she's Frank Lloyd Wright, and your father is brooding in a puddle of his own ulcer vomit probably right now.
You-- sullen and rude.
No, I think not.
I didn't raise you like that.
I'm sorry, gram.
I'm really late for school, that's all.
Hey, I thought you left already.
I know.
I'm going.
Oh.
Listen.
If you want, you can invite someone to dinner tonight.
No.
Ely and I have this huge science test tomorrow.
We're probably gonna be studying all night.
Well, you still need to eat, Byrd.
I know.
So we're gonna go grab something and then go to the library.
Oh, honey.
Libraries are nothing but holding cells for homely bookish women.
You need a nurturing environment, somewhere to soothe and trigger that fine mind of yours.
How about studying in my guest house? You know, that is a really great idea, gram.
Thank you very much.
Good.
Ok.
Look at me.
Hey.
Why the fuck can't you look at me? I got a lot of work to do.
I got a lot to do.
I just got to keep on working.
I know this Alyssa thing has you all rattled, but you can't stop sleeping, lock yourself away and get all hermit-like, you shit.
She won't call back.
She's left town and went to see her mom.
Or maybe she's gone for good.
I don't know.
She won't call.
She won't return.
It sucks, man.
I feel for you.
But you did the right thing.
You had to tell her.
She'd still be here if I didn't.
Yeah, and you'd still be putting on that fucking charade, pretending you're somebody that you're not.
For what? A good piece of tail? Fuck you, man.
Don't you ever say shit like that about her again.
Huh? You shit.
You fucking, fucking shit.
Take your hands off of me.
Now.
I'm sorry, man.
I are you ok? I didn't mean to get upset.
I'm sorry.
I'm not the enemy, Theodoros.
I know.
You're not.
I know you're not.
It's not you.
It's not you.
Look, you got to get some sleep.
I just got a lot to do.
I got a lot of work.
Won't you go see Dr.
Emily? Will you? She'd give you a sleeping pill or something.
It'll help you relax.
Yeah, I'm gonna do that.
Yes, sir.
I understand.
The time to take up arms is near.
Beth! Beth! Honey, come on.
I saw your car in the driveway.
Open up, please.
Huff.
Yeah.
Hey.
What's with the new lock? It's a deadbolt.
Why did you get a deadbolt? Because I am scared to sleep alone since you left.
Oh, god.
You look like shit.
Thank you.
Um, can I come in, please? Have you been sleeping at all? Can I please come in? That's not part of our agreement.
- Beth, come on.
- Well, it's not.
- But it's my house.
- Well, you left it.
And we made an agreement that we weren't gonna see each other for a little while.
And that means that you can't just come and go as you please.
Well, you won't return any of my calls.
What do you want me to do? I haven't felt like talking to you.
Are you aware that Byrd completely stood me up yesterday? No.
- You didn't know that? - No.
Are you sure? Because I sincerely hope you're not using our son as a weapon against me.
God, Huff.
No.
I didn't even know he was supposed to see you.
Look, I have to go.
I'm having some people over for dinner tonight, and I have a lot to do.
You're having a dinner party? Well, what are we supposed to do? Are we supposed to just stop our lives until you figure out what you want? You left.
You left, and there's a price to pay for that.
Next time you call first.
And you know? You could use a shave.
You're beginning to look like Brian Wilson.
What? Look, it would be an honor-- no, a privilege-- if you mentored me, ok? I can't even think of anyone else I'd wanna learn from.
Save it for one of them law professors you're gonna be running up against.
The truth is, Leah, this profession has been very, very kind to me.
And every now and then, you got to give a little bit back.
So you'll do it then? Of course I'll do it.
Russell, thank you so much.
You have no idea how much I appreciate it.
Really? How much? - Very much.
- A lot? Really? A lot.
Mags, I was just going to buzz you.
I need you to sign these.
- Leah.
- Maggie.
Very exciting news.
I'm gonna bring Leah in on the Myerson case for a couple of months.
You know, shadow me, do some research, lexus-nexus stuff.
She's applying to law school.
Gonna look very good on her application.
Law school? Wow.
I didn't know you wanted to be a lawyer.
Well, you really didn't think I wanted to push a mail cart for the rest of my life.
Leah is going to make a great lawyer.
Feisty.
Very feisty.
Yes.
I'm sure.
Um, yeah.
Well, I need to get back.
So, Maggie, it was great seeing you.
And, uh, love that blouse.
You know, very bright.
Russell, when can we get going? There is a discovery hearing tomorrow morning downtown first thing.
Why don't we just jump right in? Sounds great.
Mags, you can take care of the security clearances, the parking pass, all that.
Great.
Here.
Sign this.
Legal document of some sort? Sign it.
You look like shit.
Have you been camping or something? No.
I have definitely not been camping, Kate.
It's a very pointed observation coming from somebody with only half her eyesight, though.
Maybe the glass is half full.
Why aren't you wearing your wedding ring? I don't know, Kate.
Maybe I, uh, left it on the bathroom sink.
Come on.
Kate, why do you wanna know that? How is it gonna help you? I talk about my relationship with Kevin in here or at least what used to be a relationship.
And if you're divorced like 3 times or if your marriage is falling apart, why the fuck should I take your advice when it comes to relationships? I understand.
Um well, I really do think I left it on the bathroom sink.
Really.
Um, speaking of you and Kevin, how's that going? How the hell should I know? He's not my boyfriend anymore.
I told him not to call and he hasn't called.
Bastard.
I'm sorry.
You should talk to my fucking wife.
You should talk to your fucking wife.
If you'd talked to your fucking wife instead of left your fucking wife, you wouldn't look like you've been camping and she wouldn't have locked you out of the house.
I did talk to you.
I talked until I was blue in the face.
Red in the face.
You're so driven by psychiatric mazes of the heart and the mind that you don't know how to just be anymore.
What the hell does that even mean? What am I gonna do with you? Sit down.
- I am sitting.
- Not in your head.
You're standing in your head and you're screaming at your wife.
Now, sit back down in your high chair, take a deep breath, and realize where you are.
You're at work, doctor.
You have a patient in front of you, a sweet little girl who's going blind.
Don't bullshit her about wedding rings and bathroom sinks.
Share yourself with her.
Help her.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Sometimes you make me crazy.
I thought I was doing the right thing.
I thought telling him to go was the best thing for us.
I didn't wanna be his burden.
I didn't want him living with a blind girl.
So you're in love with the guy.
But you're going blind.
So you wanna throw him away because you don't wanna hurt him.
But by throwing him away, you end up hurting him even worse.
That's really hard, Kate.
I'm really sorry.
Beth, I'm back! That was fun--shopping.
I'm here.
I'm here.
Hold on.
Let me help you.
- Camembert.
- Thank you.
Ok, all right, so all I have to do is season the lamb, prepare the brioche, drizzle the figs.
Oh, did you get that chardonnay? We have to have chardonnay? Ta-dah! Although I prefer something bolder.
Lamb can be so gamey, honey.
Huff came by earlier while you were out.
Oh.
What was that like? It was awful, Izzy.
He looked awful, and I don't know.
I just feel like canceling this whole thing.
I'd rather order a pizza and watch tv with the dog.
I don't think I'm ready to fill this house up again.
It's too soon.
Hey, you listen to me, young lady, and you listen good.
It is not too soon.
You are ready to fill this house up again, ok? Give it some life.
I refuse to let my son drag you down to his level.
I won't have it, you hear me? I won't.
So come on, ok? Come on.
Get to work.
Tonight is a celebration, not a death.
Hey, man, what are you doing tonight? You wanna go out? I like the sound of that.
So you wanna go out, or what? Does granny shit the bed? Hell, yeah, I wanna go out.
Where are we going, bro? Well, I don't care.
Whatever.
Let's just make a night of it, huh? Buddy, you let me take care of everything.
I'm gonna hire a driver, the whole works.
All the details.
Daddy takes care of everything.
Very good.
I'll see you at home in an hour.
What? What the fuck.
Nothing.
Nothing? I'm just doing my job, Russell.
Filing, answering phones, refilling the coffee maker, cleaning up your messes.
- Oh, for fuck sakes.
- Nothing too complicated.
Nothing that requires any real brain power, like legal research - or shadowing you on a case - Night-night.
or applying to law school.
Maybe I wanna be a lawyer.
Have you ever even thought of that? What am I, a fucking mind reader? I got to tell you, I'm so embarrassed for you.
Throwing a teenage hissy-fit like that 'cause I'm trying to help some poor kid get into law school? Helping some poor kid get into law school.
Give me a fucking break, Russell.
I am tired of your shit.
Maybe I want more out of my life than cleaning up your sorry messes day after day.
You're my fucking secretary.
It is your job to clean up my sorry fucking messes! Goddamn it! Guess what.
Here's another sorry fucking mess for you to clean up.
Maybe you two should start a "needy girl" club.
I got to go baby-sit my best friend.
Go fuck yourself.
Destroy all evidence.
Yes, sir.
Leave not a trace behind.
Leave nothing behind.
Not a trace.
Ely.
Hey, Ely.
What the fuck! What the fuck are you doing? Go lock the door.
We only have 2 hours.
Get the fuck off of me! - Shut the fuck up! - I'm gonna fucking kill you! Those look really yummy.
He loves feta cheese.
Lots of calcium in feta.
Oh, great.
Those are figs, right? Lots of iron in figs.
Drizzled in balsamic.
He just loves balsamic.
I guess it's your lucky night, isn't it, Jeff? Looks like.
Um, may I use your restroom again, Beth? Of course you can.
You don't have to ask.
I'll be right back.
Is he ok? Because that's like the 10th time he's gone to the bathroom.
Oh! He's fine.
Oh.
Poor baby.
He had his gallbladder removed 6 months ago, and he's still on all sorts of drugs.
He can't eat this and he can't eat that.
I guess I lucked out with the figs and the feta.
And the pills, they just make him have to pee a lot.
That's all.
And he can't always get hard.
I mean, he can get hard but not real hard.
But hard enough.
Why am I telling you this? I'm not sure.
I'll get it.
It's probably that east coast person of yours.
Coming! Coming, coming.
- Oh.
Paula.
- How are you? Darling, how are you? I thought you were bringing gentleman friend.
Michael.
Yes.
He's just putting his laptop and a few other things in the trunk of the car.
We don't want anything to get stolen.
You know how things are these days.
Paula, darling, this is Brentwood.
That's right, and he's putting the computer in the trunk of his car.
Oh, good god.
Izzy, this is Michael, my boyfriend.
Of course.
I just didn't expect I thought he was We know what you were thinking.
He just surprised me.
He surprised me.
He's so You're so Tall? T-tall.
That's right.
And he's an LAPD sergeant.
So, Izzy, you can let go of your pearls.
Michael, this is Izzy Huffstodt, my boss's mother.
I've heard so very much about you.
Well, just know that it all can't possibly be true.
Please come in.
This is such a pleasure.
This is an absolute pleasure.
Come in.
Come in.
Welcome to our home.
Would you like a drink? I would like a drink.
- What would you like? - Bourbon on the rocks.
And gin and olives.
And you can make mine a double.
Well, sit.
Please sit down and make yourselves comfortable.
I'm just gonna trot into the kitchen and get a lovely large, large tray of hors d'oeuvres.
- Thank you.
- Be right back.
But if he takes viagra or cialis or levitra on an empty stomach, he's as hard as a 2 x 4.
Oh, dear god in heaven, I must've given him 4 blowjobs in 2 hours.
I don't think I have it in me to answer the door again.
Would one of you mind? Oh, I got--I got it.
Ok.
Bethy! Hello! Oh, are we late? Oh, god, we're late.
We got stuck at the marmont.
Yes.
The valet parking was an absolute nightmare.
I am so sorry.
Oh, no, it's ok.
Don't you look cute.
Mmm.
Cute.
Don't worry about this.
It's just like L.
A.
Fake, fake, fake.
A.
, honey, this is Bethy Sullivan, my bestest old friend from college.
Hi.
This is Alec Gilliam, my bestest new fuck on the west coast.
She's, uh, romantic, this one.
Yeah.
That she is.
I don't call him "A" for nothing.
So, where's the alcohol? Natalie, I think you should probably eat something first, don't you? Don't give me any new ideas.
It's just in the living room right here on the right.
Great.
Oh, and I told you Bethy's recently separated.
Yes.
Yes, you did.
Many times actually.
Well, good.
I thought so.
So let's get this separation celebration party started.
So, uh, this is what it's like to be one of your bitches, huh? Feels pretty good, doesn't it? Yeah, I'd definitely do ya.
Hey.
Hey, hey, buddy.
You got to go easy on that stuff.
Stop it.
Stop.
The doctor said 2 weeks and I can drink.
You bring your special little tummy pills? Look, here's my tummy pills.
Ok? 'Cause you know what tonight's all about, right? It's about 2 old friends going out, reconnecting.
Welcome back.
Right? Joyful celebration.
Thank you.
How the fuck did you ever find this place? What, are you kidding me? Buddy, after hours, I'm way off the radar, right? You know me.
That's how I roll.
It's one of my special places.
And I do not bring any old ho here.
Really I don't.
I feel very special.
Thank you.
When I'm at Jung's, man, everything's right with the universe.
They fucking love me here.
- Do they? - Oh, yeah.
- You can tell that.
- Flora! Was that korean I just heard? - You speak korean, huh? - Buddy, it's me.
Jung! Jung! Buddy, I want you to come meet a special friend of mine.
Old special friend.
What? It's Beth.
I can't believe she didn't let me in the fucking house, Russ.
She didn't even open the door.
Jung! Jung! We're tapping the squid, buddy.
We're tapping it early.
Jung, squid emergency! We're tapping that squid, baby.
Be right there, Russell.
What the fuck is that? "You tapping the squid"? Is that what you said? Jung's special concoction for special guests only.
Off the menu.
Way off the menu.
It's ok.
Safe for the tummy.
It makes you feel all warm and glowy and fuzzy and special inside.
Jesus.
What the fuck is that? You have fucked with us enough.
Ok? So now it's your turn to see what it feels like.
Are you scared, man? Good.
Because we're through taking your shit, all right? No more fucking dead rats.
No more fucking with me and my uncle, all right? You listen to me.
It's time for you to apologize and make amends.
Do you think you can do that? Good.
Let's hear it.
You fucking piece of shit! You're gonna fuck with me? Stop! Stop.
Byrd, chill.
Each one is a descendant of a creature that roamed the yellow sea 150 years ago-- a creature my great-great-great-great-grandfather, Jung Chen, nearly lost his life to while fishing along the kunsan coast.
The creature was almost 10 feet long with very strong testicles.
It's tentacles.
Yeah.
That's what I say.
And those tentacles wrap onto his throat and would not let go.
Jung Chen thought his life was over.
He wrestled with the creature for 23 hours.
Luckily, Jung Chen prevailed, but not before the creature left his mark-- a mark each male of our family carries to this day.
It is the mark of bravery.
And because of it, we have cheated death many, many times.
Nothing can defeat us.
We keep the descendants close by so that we may always be reminded of the fragility of life and also our own strength.
It fucking kills me every goddamn time, man.
That's that's something.
Thank you.
Here.
Drink.
You look like you could use much bravery right now.
Yeah.
Boy.
I don't know.
Drink.
You drink every freaking drop of at, buddy.
All right.
Go away, Max.
I'll talk to Dr.
Emily later.
I got a lot of work I got to do.
Teddy? It's me.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Teddy? Hey.
Hey, look at me.
You're not ok, are you? No.
Ok.
Ok.
I'm sorry I haven't called.
I missed you.
I missed you, too.
Shit.
Shit.
Shit, man.
I really think you hurt him.
Well, dude, he fucking deserves it for all the shit that he's done.
What the fuck is wrong with you, man? You said we were just gonna scare him a little, make him squirm.
James.
James, are you ok? Can you hear me? Fuck.
You want your grandmother to come home and fucking see this? Shit.
James, dude, wake up.
James, wake up, man.
Come on.
No more, please.
No more.
And she called it art.
I mean, I swear, it looked like a giant tampon.
But Bethy was convinced that she'd become the next Basquiat or something.
Well, if Beth was the creative force behind what you so elegantly referred to as a "tampon," I'm sure there's probably much more that you don't recall.
It was an installation art piece that focused on cylindrical shapes.
That is all.
And pussy's cylindrical.
Right? I mean, trust me.
It was a tampon.
Who wants coffee? Excuse me.
I need to use the men's room.
Now, come on, people.
Lighten up.
It was just a little bitty pussy joke.
Please.
All right, well, joke or no joke, I think you've had enough of this.
Ok.
Ok.
So bore yourself with the dinner party art talk, and I'll just sit here and think dreamy thoughts.
That ok, Bethy, if I just sit here and think dreamy thoughts? The thing I find so interesting about Basquiat is that nobody dare criticize him for being a victim because he was black.
Absolutely.
So true.
And also didn't he die of a heroin overdose? See, I think that justified his audience's appetite for self-destructive talent.
What the fuck are you people talking about? Well, yes, now, you're right.
'Cause you have James Dean and, uh, Jackson Pollock.
Virginia Woolf.
Ernest Hemingway.
And, of course, Montgomery Clift.
Hmm.
Hey.
What did Tallulah Bankhead say when somebody asked her if Montgomery Clift was gay? "I don't know, darling.
He never sucked my cock.
" All right, ok.
That's enough of that.
Natalie, can I talk to you in the kitchen for a minute? The kitchen? How homey.
Well, maybe she'd prefer the garage.
I could turn on my car and hand over the rubber hose.
Where's Huff? Anyway, clearly he's left your homey little nest.
Something isn't working right in Norman Rockwell land.
Ok, Natalie, can I talk to you in the kitchen, please? Oh, don't tell me it was what happened 2 weeks ago.
Right? Well, Bethy and I went to a club and Natalie, don't.
These two twenty year old guys hit on us.
No, they were hitting on you.
Enough, Natalie.
Enough.
Please.
No.
And so I took one to the ladies room, and Bethy followed like she wanted to watch or something.
No.
Ok, that's enough.
Can you No, Beth.
And then she walks into the potty, and out of the blue, she kissed me.
It was like a real kiss.
It was like tongue and just everything.
I'm going to go to bed.
Please don't any of you feel the need to clean up.
But would the last person to leave please turn off the lights.
Walk out the door Just turn around now 'Cause you're not welcome anymore No, goddamn it when you were the one who tried to hurt me with good-bye You think I'd crumble, goddamn it, now, wait you think I'd lay down and lie Oh, not I, bitch, no, no, I will survive, yep, that's me As long as I know how to love I know I will survive I've got all my life to give, I've got all my love to live I will survive, I will survive, I will survive No, not I, no, I will survive, I will survive Cha-cha to the beat All right.
Yeah I will survive, motherfucker, yeah I'm surviving right now I will survive, I will survive Jung! Jung! What's in this stuff, man? What Hello, hello.
Hi, gram.
How was dinner? Oh, darling, well, it was almost cultural, unfortunately ruined by an inebriated loudmouth train wreck dressed in Prada.
- Natalie? - Yeah.
Why your mother was ever friends with her I will never know.
I trust your evening was, uh, less eventful.
Yeah, it was pretty dull.
We just studied and stuff.
We got a lot of work done, though.
Thanks for letting us use your place.
Yeah.
Thanks again, gram.
Oh, darling, of course.
You know I'm here to help.
- Good night.
- Sleep tight.
Bye, Ely.
Little angels.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I thought you were somebody else.
My name is Nari.
I'm whoever you want me to be.
Who is it? It's me.
Alec.
Hi.
Yeah.
I'm sorry about the time.
I just I wanted to come by and apologize about my date.
Oh, that's not necessary.
She has problems.
Fortunately, they're not my problems.
Right.
Well, it was a lovely dinner, regardless.
Well, I'm glad someone enjoyed it.
Um, but, uh, if you'll excuse me, it's late and I am disenchanted.
So good night.
I really enjoyed meeting you tonight, Beth.
And to be perfectly honest, I would like to come in.
Oh, Alec-- My heart went out to you tonight.
And what Natalie did was unacceptable, and I thought maybe you would want some uncomplicated company.
I'm still married, Alec, and I have a 15-year-old son who's upstairs.
But, uh thank you for the compliment, I guess.
So good night.
Good night.
Voice mail? Hello, voice mail.
I, um, just wanted to apologize for today for yesterday for for a lot of things.
And that's all I wanna say.
So gotta go hang up now.
But I just wanna say that I also think that I lost Huff.
Where the fuck is Huff? I lost him.
But I'm so very sorry to you about me.
I'm so very sorry, and I want you to have my love and respect.
That's all.
Sleep well.
Sleep well, Maggie.
Magpie.
Magdalena.
Sleepy.
Hey.
Hey, Jung.
You seen my special buddy? The guy I brought tonight.
My friend Huffy.
I think he's in the back.
He's in the back? What's he doing in the back? Huffy.
Huffy.
Huffy.
Shit.
Oh, power to the people.
Huff.
Huffy.
Shit.
- Hey, bud.
- Hey, man.
- Sorry I kept you waiting.
- No problem.
No problem.
Home, Enrique.
Por favor.