The Other Two (2019) s03e02 Episode Script

1
Hey, guys, can't believe "Night
Nurse" has been out a week.
As we continue to celebrate,
let's not forget the amazing crew,
who I think might literally be wizards?
@melaniedesignhair,
@victormakeupandhair.
Happy National Nurses Day!
Playing Nurse Louis was
the honor of my life,
and I'm so thankful to the writers
for trusting me with him.
With wild, complicated,
always-there-when-you-need-him Lou
OK, to everyone asking
about a Nurse Louis spin-off:
LOL, thank you!
But I'm pretty sure
this was just a one-off,
and I wouldn't want to ruin
the artistic vision of
Just took BuzzFeed's "Which
'Night Nurse' nurse are you?"
and got @beaniefeldstein. LOL.
If you take it, tag me,
and I'll post it to my
Sorry for the serious post,
but our line producer's mother's
friend's dog is not doing well,
so let's share some love on his Insta.
"Night Nurse" Hive, ri
"Night Nurse" Hive?
Ugh.
My dear God, dude.
Also in the summer schedule,
"Drape Disasters with Maria Menounos."
She goes into homes where the
drapes are just a disaster.
- Uh-huh.
- New episodes would air
at 2:00, 2:30, 3:00, 3:30,
4:00, 4:30,
5:00, not 5:30, and 6:00.
- Sounds great. Approved!
- Great.
We're so glad you like it.
We love Maria, and we love drapes.
OK, moving on, we also have a show
with a woman named Alyssa Schechter.
She has eight kids,
and she is so, so nice.
And what's that one called?
It's called "Alyssa Schechter:
She Has Eight Kids and
She is So, So Nice."
Yes! That way, people
know exactly what it is.
- Approved.
- Great.
Brookie, we have a lot
of good programming.
Yes, I am proud to be a part
of all these vital shows.
- What work we do.
- Well, thanks, Pat.
Don't want to take up
any more of your time.
You've already been here seven minutes.
So let's clear the elevator
and pull her car around.
Great work, everybody.
- Bye, Mom.
- Oh, hold on.
Brookie, I am happy to stay longer
if people need anything else from me.
Oh, no, we just need you
once a month for approvals.
We set it up this way
on purpose, remember?
The talk show was killing you.
So go home.
Bowl in your bowling alley.
Make guacamole on your guacamole floor.
Well, I've already done all that.
Then hang in the city.
- Take a stroll in Central Park.
- Oh.
You want to take a
stroll in Central Park?
Yeah, sure. That could be fun.
OK, then let's head back to your house
and get started on all
the safety protocols
- to make that happen.
- Uh, protocol
Walter, we're on our way to home base.
Crap, we forgot one.
Can you ask your mom if she likes
"Junk Drawer Rehab
with David Archuleta"?
Uh
- Hello?
- Brooke, where are you?
I need you to come do
something important.
Really? You promise it's important?
Yes, I need you to help close
an $8 million deal for Chase.
So pack your bag.
You're headed to Los Angeles.
Yes!
We were talking.
Cary, hey, want to
come watch "Drag Race"?
Me and some friends are gonna order food
and talk over the whole goddamn thing.
Ugh, I don't think I can today.
Boo! You were gone for so long
and then had "Night
Nurse" stuff last week.
- We need a dumb hang.
- I know. I just
I do still have "Night
Nurse" stuff this week, so
Whoa, really?
Well, if you're free this Saturday,
we're bingeing "Australian Survivor,"
and there's this guy on it
with the hugest nipples you'll ever see.
- Ew.
- No, no, no.
- They work, and we love them.
- OK.
All right, I-I gotta run. Bye.
Oh, all right, bye
- Position one.
- OK, thought that was one.
- All right, position two.
- Two? You want to see two?
What in the absolute
hell is going on here?
Oh, hey, Cary.
No, I'm just standing
in for Chase, you know,
while they get his pit nice and ready.
- I'm sorry, his what?
- Yeah.
Now that he's 18,
he's doing his first-ever photo
where he gets to show off
his full adult man's armpit.
I mean, I don't know if you've noticed,
but up until now, Chase has always had
to wear shirts to cover his pit
'cause it was a child's pit, Cary.
But now that he's an adult,
we can get that big,
beautiful thing out there.
And I'm not talking
about part of the pit.
I'm talking about the whole pit,
tip to taint.
OK, this is disgusting.
What? No.
Cary, this is one of the most beautiful
moments in a male singer's life.
I mean, surely you remember
the first time you saw JT's pit.
- OK, I do, actually. Yes.
- Exactly.
And now "Rolling Stone" is
gonna pay Chase $8 million
for exclusive rights to his pit.
- They are?
- Yes!
And "GQ" is pissed.
I mean, they wanted it bad.
And I don't blame them.
It's quite a pit.
Have you seen it?
- I'm good.
- Go check it out.
- Ugh.
- Take a peek at the pit
before we start charging admission.
Chase.
- Hey, Cary.
- Comb.
I'd give you a hug, but I don't
want to mush up my pit hair.
Do not hug him.
I've been here since 4:00.
- His pit was a disaster.
- Well,
- Comb!
- what I see now looks like, uh, $8 million.
- And you're OK with this?
- Oh, yeah.
I'm just excited for people
to start seeing me as an adult.
- How's my pit looking?
- Shuli!
Yes, just the girl I came to see.
Oh, no, it's the old one.
I have been looking for a publicist
to keep making the
most of "Night Nurse."
But I've called everyone in town
and no one said yes,
so I thought maybe, um,
you'd want the gig?
Cary, no offense,
but I only do big-league stuff,
- like this.
- Fuck!
We're blow-drying it too much.
The pit is starting to flake!
But since you came all the way here,
I have someone I do
think could help you.
- I'll text her info.
- Oh, my God.
Shuli, thank you. Thank you so much.
Oh, and hey, um, Brooke
has a license, right?
- Yeah, why?
- Well, "Rolling Stone"
is terrified this pit pic is gonna leak,
so they don't want
us to email it to them
or upload it to the internet in any way,
so I'm gonna have Brooke
drive it across the
country on a thumb drive
and hand-deliver it to them in LA.
And she agreed to do this?
- Basically.
- Hey, Lance.
Sorry I've been MIA.
I'm not upset anymore.
Work's just been crazy
and fulfilling, yeah.
Shuli's actually
sending me to LA tonight
for a really, really important
You want me to what?
Brooke, this is how all the
big artists transport their IP.
It's how Taylor delivers her music,
and now it'll be how
Chase delivers his art.
The photo has been secured in the back
of this discreet FreshDirect truck.
So there's just one photo of my
brother's pit in this whole truck?
No, there's $8 million
in this whole truck.
And if anyone intercepts
it, it's your ass.
You know what?
I should go too, be an extra set of eyes
on the lookout for road thieves,
someone from "GQ" or
maybe "Men's Health."
- Ugh.
- Of course, you know,
we're gonna need new names.
OK, from now on,
you will be a trucker named Pam
and I will be Rusty Calhoun,
uh, your loyal road dog.
OK, I am not doing any of that.
Also, you're not coming.
Pam.
God.
At least Mom gets to spend the
day strolling in Central Park.
OK, so we got approval
from the Parks Department
to clear the park for an hour.
Now we're just waiting to hear back
from the mayor's office, but Diane
is running things there now,
so who knows how long that'll take?
'Cause 'cause Diane's bad?
- Oh, Cary Dubek.
- Hey.
So I just gotta say,
I loved "Night Nurse,"
and I'm gonna get you the
best press I possibly can.
Whoa! That's great. OK, thank you.
Let me just make sure I
have all the details correct.
- You were the third lead, right?
- Yeah.
- And it's available on VOD?
- It is.
And it came out eight days ago?
- Mm-hmm.
- OK.
So I can secure you an exclusive feature
on TheBrooklynBurrito.com.
Oh, um
I was hoping for more,
like, "Rolling Stone" or
- Oh.
- Or something.
Well, TheBrooklynBurrito.com
is pretty much
the "Rolling Stone" of websites
about burrito spots in Brooklyn.
Uh, what what would the press be?
Oh, it's so fun.
You would choose ten
burrito spots in Brooklyn.
You would get on Google Maps,
figure out how to get to all of them,
then you would buy a burrito at each.
Don't worry, you'd be reimbursed.
Just fill out a W-9.
And then you would rank them on
a scale of one to five nurses.
You know, for "Night Nurse."
So you would write,
like, "Too much cheese,
two out of five nurses," or whatever.
That's just an example.
- You're the actor.
- Ah.
If you're interested,
they would love for you
to pop by their offices today to chat.
You just take the 1 to the L
to the very, very last stop on the F.
And then the article would,
what, run on their website
with, like, a little picture of me?
That's exactly right.
You in?
I mean, all press is good press.
Hey, you're cute.
- Want to get coffee?
- Sorry.
I'm, like, slammed with press.
Whoa, you're hot.
Would you want to go fuck?
That is so kind of you,
but I have to take a series of trains
to TheBrooklynBurrito.com, and fast.
Hey.
Um, are you busy right now?
There's this carnival that
I thought we could go to
and then maybe lay in the grass
after and look at the stars,
perhaps even fall in love?
Wow, that sounds comically lovely.
Ugh, wish I didn't
have to rank burritos.
But I do. Goodbye forever.
Order up!
God.
Hey there.
What are you doing all the way out here
in the middle of nowhere?
Uh "working"?
I'm a talent manager.
Oh, wow.
Uh, I'm impressed.
Don't be.
Right now, I'm driving a photo
of ChaseDreams' armpit across
the nation in a grocery truck.
Oh.
Well, that sounds cool.
Uh, I only drive actual groceries.
But, uh, what you're doing
sounds kind of important,
which is pretty sexy.
- It is?
- Yeah.
Uh
Can I maybe buy you a drink?
- Sure.
- Yeah?
- Why not?
- All right.
- Be right back.
- OK.
Yes.
Nice try, dude.
My job's important?
I knew right away you were full of shit.
Who do you work for, "GQ"?
Oh, yes, damn it!
Wait, really?
Like, you are from "GQ" and you
are trying to steal this pic?
I mean, it is Chase all grown up, right?
Like, you see his whole pit?
Tip to taint.
- Ooh!
- But unfortunately for you,
this beauty's going
straight to "Rolling Stone."
Or is it?
Because while we were
flirting, I stole your keys.
Ha! Yeah, sorry.
I've been doing this
a lot longer than you.
They're right wait.
And I've been doing it even long
oh, shit.
Damn it!
Jesus. Ha-ha!
Even longer.
And now if you'll excuse us,
we have an armpit to deliver.
After you, Pam.
Thank you
Rusty Calhoun.
Hmph!
Rats!
Hi. Cary Dubek.
Sorry it's so late.
Uh, lot of trains.
Um, I'm here to talk press
for TheBrooklynBurrito.com.
Oh, you came.
Yes.
Why is that weird
Cary, welcome.
I'm Dr. Wiegland.
This is a mental health facility.
Am I not here to review burritos
on a scale of one to five nurses?
No, you are here because anyone
desperate enough to say
yes to that level of press
and then actually show up
to do it is deeply unwell.
So the publicist Shuli
said could help me
sent me to a brain doctor?
If you sign this, you'll be voluntarily
admitting yourself for one year
while we help your brain heal.
And if you sign this,
it gives permission
for students at local universities
to study your brain,
for it is that broken.
Mm.
- Hello?
- Cary!
Rob from Owens & Berger PR.
Yeah, I'm sorry it took a sec,
but we would be thrilled
to work with you.
Whoa.
Really? Is is that true?
Yes. "Night Nurse" was awesome.
We could start sending
you out on stuff tomorrow.
There's gonna be a lot
of demand for you, Cary.
Yes!
I knew it.
Huh?
Whoa, is that a hitchhiker?
I didn't think people still did that.
They don't.
Nice try, "GQ"!
Oh, my God.
Hey, Brooke, look.
Ah!
Whoa, there is a pregnant woman
on the side of the road,
and her car is on fire.
Streeter, we have to stop!
Oh, Brooke, you sweet child.
You're gonna have to try
harder than that, "GQ"!
This is so insane.
Wait, wait. One more.
Oh!
Oop, Brooke, I think
we're getting pulled over.
Yeah, right, we are.
This is your fakest one yet, "GQ"!
OK, so these ones were just cops.
Yay! Oh, my God, you made it.
Oh! Come in.
Cary, this is Nico, Rich,
JP, Theo, Tyler, and Paul.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Hey.
- Nice to meet you.
How do you all, uh, know each other?
Oh, um, well, Theo and I met
on Grindr a couple years ago,
but he wasn't into it.
And Rich and I met on Grindr last month,
and I wasn't into it.
Then JP and I met yesterday on Grindr,
and neither of us were into it.
And Tyler is my barista.
- Oh.
- Oh, wait, yeah.
You remember Tyler, Nico, and Paul.
They were at your,
um, terrible VOD party.
Oh, yeah. Of course, hi.
Hey.
I can't believe you
all watch "Survivor."
I thought it was violently straight.
What?
Have you ever met a gay person?
Uh, yeah
Cary, get in here so I can
make you a piece-of-shit drink.
Oh, sorry.
So tell me about this publicist.
Oh, my God, he's got me
so many things 'cause of "Night Nurse."
- It's crazy.
- OK, and we're sure
he's not also a mental
health provider in disguise?
No, no, no, no. It's it's all real.
I already shot it all.
Like, he got me this
feature in "Rolling Stone."
It's gonna be Chase's issue, I think.
It's a spread called
"The Next James Dean."
Yeah, I shot all these pics
re-creating James Dean's iconic looks.
And I'm in the new Calvin
Klein underwear campaign.
- What?
- I know!
- Holy shit!
- Yeah, no.
I'm not, like, the star or anything.
It's just a bunch of young actors,
like Hollywood's next
gen, all in our Calvins.
Yeah, I shot my stuff alone,
and then they're gonna put in,
like, Jacob Elordi and
Sadie Sink and other people.
I think it's gonna be really cool.
Um, yeah, I think it will! Jesus!
Oh, this is my publicist
calling right now.
- My God.
- Hello.
Cary, everything looks so good.
- OK.
- We just need you to DocuSign
releases for everything,
and we'll be all set.
OK. Yeah, no, I can
I can actually do that
right now while I have you.
And sent.
We have received the final document.
Bring us $100,000, or we
will release the press.
Rob?
You have until midnight tonight.
Tick tock, Dubek.
Sorry, I gotta go.
I think I'm being
blackmailed for $100,000.
- Sorry, guys, gotta run.
- What?
I'm currently being blackmailed.
- Nice to see you again.
- OK, girl.
Bye.
What happened?
So I'm sure you understand
why we brought you in.
Mm-hmm.
First we tried to pull you over,
- and you sped away.
- Yes.
Very bad decision, sir.
Then you gave us fake IDs that said, uh,
Pam and Rusty Calhoun on them.
What? That's so suspicious.
And when we asked to
see inside your truck,
you screamed no and swallowed the key.
Huge red flag. I'd arrest us.
We have no choice but to detain you
as we try to cut open your vehicle.
Anything you need, Officer.
Right, Brooke?
I don't know.
I still think this is "GQ."
What? No.
She's ki she's ki
she's kidding, Officer.
I mean, they look like cops.
They certainly
Smell like cops.
But something tells
me they're nothing more
than a couple of "GQ" fags.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Let's not use that language.
Aha! That was a test.
If you were cops, you'd love that word.
Look, Officers, I I promise you,
there's nothing weird in our truck.
Just one pic of a teen's armpit,
nice and normal.
We're driving across country for work.
Sorry, uh, how is that your job?
Oh, that's good.
They're good, yeah!
Oh, how is that your job?
It's so embarrassing.
Welp, heard it all before, boys
in my dreams.
OK, we don't have time for this.
We'll be back once
we get the truck open.
In the meantime, we will be charging you
with evading arrest, which
is a category D felony.
N-no, uh sorry, wait
Someone will be here shortly
to bring you to your cell.
Sorry, ma'am.
We really are cops.
Anyone here?
Uh, hello?
Rob?
Uh, just had a few questions
about our last call.
Where is the money?
We are not messing around, Dubek.
Sorry, I just I don't understand.
I, uh I want this
press to be released.
I mean, "Rolling Stone" called me
the next James Dean
- right?
- Dubek, you fool.
You were the third lead in a VOD film.
"Rolling Stone" doesn't
know shit about this.
But the whole world
will know you thought
you got this if you do not pay.
Oh, my God.
They'll also know about this!
Wait, this wasn't real either?
Am I not part of Hollywood's next gen?
You're 33 1/2, Dubek.
Now, bring us our money, or else.
Oh, Jesus.
Should I see a brain doctor?
Uh, please don't release the press.
I I'll get you the money, I promise.
Fuck!
Huh?
Oh, um
uh, sorry.
If we are being held,
don't we get a phone call?
I just want to let my mom
or brother know where I am.
You have two minutes.
I'll be right outside.
OK, thank you.
OK.
- Shit.
- What?
I don't know their numbers.
The only person's I know is
Fuck!
Ugh, I can't believe I'm
now calling my nurse fiancé
at his hospital to
tell him I got arrested
while driving my brother's
armpit across the country.
It does sound bad all
strung out like that.
Hello?
Hey, it's me.
B?
Hell yeah. I miss you, baby.
Yeah. Yeah, I I miss you too.
What's going on?
How's that big job Shuli gave you?
Yo, hey, make sure you up her morphine
until she's comfortable,
and then you gotta dab after.
She loves the dab.
Uh
never mind.
Yeah, I had a question,
but I figured it out, so
I actually gotta go.
I'm really busy here.
OK, well, come home
soon. I want to see you.
And have fun at "GQ."
- Wait, what?
- Have fun at "GQ."
When you called me just now,
it came up as "GQ" on my phone.
B?
Nice try, "GQ"!
Yeah, suck it, "GQ"!
B?
Rats!
Oh, God.
Hey, Mom.
Cary!
Oh, yay!
What a nice surprise.
- How, uh, are you?
- I'm good.
On Tuesday, I decided to go
for a stroll in Central Park.
That's nice. Uh, how was it?
Oh, I haven't gotten to go yet.
Sorry, ma'am, Melissa's
at the mayor's office now
and wants to know if you want
to stroll over the bridge.
Oh, sure. That could be fun.
Or I don't need to, if that would help.
OK, she's fine without the bridge.
Sorry, just in a little
bit of a time crunch here.
Uh, so I shot some
press for "Night Nurse,"
um, that was actually kompromat,
and now I'm being blackmailed
for $100,000, so
Oh, well, I can give you 100,000.
Oh, really?
- Are are you sure?
- Well, yes.
If you're in trouble, I want to help.
Though I will need a favor.
Come here for a sec.
- Sit down.
- What's wrong?
If I give you this,
you can never, ever post
about "Night Nurse" again.
- Wait, what?
- I love you so much, Cary.
But your Instagram presence is not good.
What?
Mom, half your Twitter feed
is accidental texts to people.
Plus, I need to post sometimes.
Like, what about on the
one-month anniversary of
No, you won't be able to post then.
Well, what about on Edie Falco's
No birthday posts either.
If I give you this, you need to stop.
"Night Nurse" was so good.
I loved it.
But it's over!
You need to move on.
See friends, go on dates, I don't care.
Do anything else!
- Good news, ma'am.
- Yeah?
We got approval from the mayor's office.
Oh, yay!
Now we're just waiting on JFK
to clear the airspace above the park
so you're not attacked
from above on the stroll.
Oh. Yes.
We wouldn't want that.
No, ma'am.
OK. All right.
I I promise I won't post anymore.
Then I'll have the money wired.
Now, go.
There's a whole big world out there.
Go live in it.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mom.
- I love you.
- I love you.
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
Oh, yes! I knew those weren't cops.
Suck my dick, "GQ"!
Hell yeah! Go off, sister.
I wouldn't have even
known they weren't cops
- if it wasn't for you.
- Aw.
I think you might be one
of the smartest people
I have ever met?
I've been waiting for this day.
Also, this picture is important.
- It's making Chase happy.
- Yeah.
Plus, it's gonna be huge for his fans.
I mean, I remember the
first time I saw JT's pit.
I came so hard to that baby for months.
Wait, are we just shuttling
porn across the country?
You know what? No.
I'm not taking that on.
- It's not porn. It's culture.
- Right.
We are shuttling culture
across the country.
Peters and Dubek, baby!
Whoo!
- Dream team!
- Dream team!
OK.
What?
I guess
You came.
Or
you sort of just missed it.
Oh, hi.
Uh, you mean the carnival?
Wasn't that a couple of days ago?
Oh, yeah.
Sorry, I
I come here a lot.
It's sort of my favorite
place in this whole town.
Uh
Cotton candy?
Got an extra one.
Uh, sorry, am I dreaming this?
I feel like you just arrived in my life
at the exact right moment.
Or sorry, that's an incredibly stupid
thing to say out loud.
Hey, no.
You're not stupid.
Thank you.
I just I've been very obsessed
with this movie I was in recently.
Apparently I haven't stopped
talking about it for weeks.
Guess I was being
sort of crazy about it.
Like, I didn't think so, but
You know, there's this place I go to
whenever this town's
making me feel crazy.
Would you want to see it?
OK, come on.
Hey, it's me.
Uh, sorry about the phone tag,
but it looks like I'll
be coming home tomorrow.
I actually I can't wait
to tell you about my day.
I did something that's maybe stupid
but also actually kind of big?
Oh, I gotta go. OK. I love you.
Bye.
- OK? OK.
- Great.
Gavin, "Rolling Stone."
- Hi.
- Thanks for making the trip.
I'm sure all the precautions
felt kind of dumb.
Oh, no, not at all.
I never thought about its dumbness once.
Anyway, here you go.
Here is one teen's pit.
Great. Let's take a look.
He's gonna take a look.
OK.
Yep, you had one of the decoys.
Uh, one of the what?
One of the decoy pits.
Principle Records knew
so many people would be after this,
they sent out six different trucks,
five with decoys.
So you two were transporting this.
Wait, that's not Chase?
That looks exactly like Chase.
Holy fucking shit!
Whoa.
Yeah. This pool is always unlocked.
So anytime I'm feeling
stressed or crazy,
I come here and just
take off my clothes,
cannonball in, sink to the bottom,
and let it out.
Let it let it out?
Whatever's bothering me.
Do you want to try?
- Come on.
- I I don't
Cannonball!
Whoo!
Cannonball.
Do you think maybe we'll be
in each other's lives forever?
Oh. Um, maybe, yeah.
I I mean, I
I do think this was one of
the best nights of my life.
I I guess my mom was right.
I do need to be in the moment, you know?
Enjoy my life.
I like you
Cary Dubek.
Oh.
I, uh I like you too,
Nicholas I-don't-
know-your-last-name-yet.
I can't believe it.
I can't believe this whole time,
we didn't even have the right pit?
I know.
Shuli really got us.
This whole trip was just nothing.
Yup. I mean, like, when I
stole the keys from that guy?
For nothing!
And you with the cops?
That was also for nothing.
Oh, you are such a nasty
little minx, Shuli Kucerac!
Streeter, stop!
Jesus!
I mean, we just spent a whole week
of our one life doing nothing.
And I mean, who am I kidding?
Even if it had been his
pit, it's still nothing.
I just I feel so fucking stupid
that I thought that
this was anything other
than a waste of five days.
He yeah, but hey, we had a time!
Oh, great.
Now Nurse Fantastic is calling me back.
I mean, what the fuck
am I doing with my life?
- I think
- What we both do is nothing.
What we do is fucking nothing!
Yeah, yeah, his name's Nicholas,
and we met outside of this carnival.
And we just, like, talked
and ate cotton candy,
and then we broke into
a pool and went swimming.
Oh, my God, this sounds like a movie.
I know, right?
Oh, no.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- What?
- Cary, tell me.
When he walked you home,
did you both run the whole way
while holding sparklers in your hands?
Well, now I don't want
to answer, but yes.
Yeah, it was it was freeing.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
No, Nico also went out for this part.
What? What what part?
It's another one of those
"Love, Victor" spin-offs
called, like, "Love, Nicholas."
It's about a gay teen who
falls in love with another boy
and is afraid his
parents are gonna be mad,
but then they throw him a parade.
The sides were psycho,
but every gay alive
went out for it while
you were in Croatia.
Oh, my God.
Yes, and the actor who got it sucks.
His name is Lucas Lambert Moy,
and anytime he books a role
which is constantly
he stays in character the whole shoot.
It's his method.
So you're saying I learned life lessons
from a fake gay teen all night?
Yes, bitch!
Oh, my God.
I thought we were actually hanging out.
I told him how embarrassed I was
that I've been obsessing
over "Night Nurse."
Oh, well, I mean, I could
maybe see that, yeah.
I told him I was glad to
be in the moment with him.
But he wasn't in the moment.
He was working?
Oh. I'm sorry, friend.
How do you feel?
So unproductive.
Wait, what is this takeaway?
I need another fucking role.
Now.
Honey, I'm home!
Pat?
B, is that you?
- Hey.
- Hell yeah, baby.
I missed you.
I missed you too.
Sorry I was gone so long.
I
- How was work?
- Very good.
That baby we thought died survived.
We brought it back.
It was the loveliest
thing I ever did see.
That's good.
Oh, you left me a voicemail!
You said you did something stupid
but kind of big last night?
Uh, yeah.
I quit my job.
Pat?