Kingdom (2014) s03e08 Episode Script
Old Pueblo
1 So we threw a blanket on him.
We also found a needle in the cab.
My son Jay's not doin' too well.
His girlfriend left him, took the kid.
He quit fighting.
That was a mistake.
With Khalis Capital.
We're the guys that bought King Beast.
Look, my bosses, they weren't happy with the fee you negotiated for your fighter, Alvey.
So have you thought about what you're gonna do? About the guy calling you a faggot at the fight.
Your dad's gonna hear about it one way or another.
Tell him before someone else does.
I just got off the phone with Terry.
A new guy's gonna be moving in here with us.
- Hello? - Hi! Are you Cody? Yeah.
What's your name? Kayla.
What's the deal with this Kayla chick? Why do her numbers suck? Yo.
You're late.
I'm here.
I'm ready to work.
Glove up and meet me in the cage.
I can't even feel you, you fucking pussy.
Fucking Ryan, I mean I don't know what the hell's wrong with the guy.
I think he has someone in his ear.
You're not getting the coaching or the attention that you deserve.
What the fuck am I doin'? [Water dripping.]
[Tapping.]
[Train whistle blowing in distance.]
[Coffeepot clatters.]
[Birds chirping.]
[Switch clicks.]
[Turn signal clicking.]
[Clicking stops.]
Ugh.
[Brakes squeal.]
[Ding.]
[Machine whirs.]
Man: There you go.
Julia Holter: Don't make me over Now that I do - Take care.
- Anything for you Don't make me over [Tires screech.]
Now that you know how I adore you - Don't pick on the things I say - [Tires screeching.]
The things I do, just love me with all my faults [Gears shift.]
The way that I love you I'm begging you Don't make me over Now that I can't make it without you Don't make me over I wouldn't change one thing - [Pills rattle.]
- About you Just take me inside your arms And hold me tight And always be by my side If I am wrong or right - I'm beggin' you - [Volume increases.]
Don't make me over Don't make me over Now that you got me at your command Accept me for what I am Accept me for the things that I do Accept me for what I am Accept me for the things that I do Accept me for what I am Accept me for the things that I do Accept me for what I am Accept me for the things that I do Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me - Get down! Get down! - [Screaming.]
Get down! Stop! Stop! Stop it.
[Tone sounds.]
[Woman speaking indistinctly over P.
A.
.]
[Exhales sharply.]
[Clears throat.]
I'm here to see a patient.
Annette Kulina.
- Are you family? - I'm her son.
Go ahead, sign in.
I just need to see a picture I.
D.
[Tone sounds.]
[Speaking indistinctly.]
There she is.
[Indistinct conversations.]
- [Pen clatters.]
- Okay, go ahead and put this on.
And you are going to head to the Geropsychiatric Center down the hall.
[Inhales deeply.]
Thanks.
All right.
Good times.
You want us to go with you? No, let me go see how she's doing first, check her out.
Why don't you guys go get something to eat? I'm sure there's a cafeteria.
All right.
I can grab you something if you want.
Yeah, I don't know.
Just a piece of chicken, plain if they have it.
All right.
Text us if you need us.
- You got money? - Yeah.
Woman: Your mother was brought in on a 72-hour hold.
A security guard witnessed her attempting to jump off a parking structure.
Jesus Christ.
Police found an empty bottle of sleeping pills in her car.
We pumped her stomach, but she's still working it out of her system.
Is she on anything now? She's refusing any psychotropic medication.
Well, can't you make her? We'd need a court order, and because she's not violent She tried to jump off a fucking building.
That's not violent? It doesn't meet the criteria for involuntary medication.
How'd you know to call me? She asked for you.
Would you like to see her? [Woman speaks indistinctly.]
[Knock, door opens.]
Annette? Your son's here to see you.
[Telephone rings in distance.]
[Speaking indistinctly.]
[Door closes.]
Hey, Ma.
[Indistinct conversations.]
I thought we were past all this.
[Tone sounds.]
[Speaks indistinctly.]
You sick? Something happen? Can you ask them for my purse, please? They took all my stuff.
Yeah.
What do you need? I-I just want my my stuff.
What the fuck is up with her? - Christina: Who? - Kayla.
What's her deal? I don't know what you're asking me.
Is she gonna sit on her fucking ass all day? She has shows tonight.
So? I'm talking about today.
She can't be on camera 24/7.
Why not? She's young.
Bitch is always by the pool like it's Spring Break.
Hi! Do you need me? No.
Not even a little.
[Music playing indistinctly.]
No room for a lazy bitch.
[Spits.]
- Ryan? - Yeah.
- Can we talk? - Where's Alvey? Guys, can we have the room for a second? Please? - Sure.
- Yeah.
All right.
[Indistinct conversation.]
[Bottle cap clatters.]
Alvey's in Tucson.
His mother tried to kill herself.
What happened? I don't have any details.
He just wanted me to tell you that.
Should I call him? I'd give him space.
Joe's gonna take over your camp.
Alvey left him a plan.
I'm I'm gonna work with Dom.
That's not an option.
It's my camp.
It's my decision.
- Lisa - Mm? - It's my choice.
- Yeah, well, I'm firing him today.
Why? 'Cause it's not working out.
I like him.
I think he's a good coach.
Well, there's more to it than that.
Like what? Like the the protein thing? - That's just one example.
- And you fucked him.
That's another example.
[Bottle cap clinks.]
No, wait, you [Speaks indistinctly.]
It's your gym, it's your life.
You make your own decisions.
[Sniffs.]
I'm just a fighter.
Right? [Cellphone ringing.]
- [Ringing stops.]
- Hey, man.
Hey, Coach.
Lisa just told me about your mom.
How's she doing? You know, not too good.
She took a bunch of pills.
Fuck.
I'm sorry.
Anything I can do? No.
No.
I, uh, I left, uh, I left Joe a plan for you.
Hey, don't worry about me.
No, Ryan, you got a fight coming up.
I wanna make sure you're ready for it, buddy.
I'm ready, Coach.
I just Listen, I-I I'm so sorry about the other day.
What can I say? I'm a I'm a fucking nut case.
[Laughs.]
Yeah, well, uh, I, too, suffer that affliction.
So we good? Yeah, Ryan.
We're always good, man.
Hey, if you, uh [Sniffs.]
If you need to vent or anything, I'm around.
Okay, well, you get with Joe and I'll, uh [Sighs.]
I should be home in a couple days.
- Okay? - I'm on it.
Thanks, Coach.
You got it.
[Cellphone beeps.]
[Door closes.]
I got the boys, uh, with me.
They're downstairs.
You don't wanna bring 'em up here.
This is where the crazies are.
They'd love to see you.
Did they go through my stuff? What are you looking for, Mom? - My cigarettes.
- No, you can't smoke in here.
Well, I'll smoke outside.
I had a reaction to some sleeping medication.
And the next thing I know, I'm being tackled by some man on a roof.
I-I don't even know how I got up there.
You brought a ladder.
Yeah.
You tried to kill yourself.
I wanna go home.
You're on a 72-hour hold, Mom.
Can't you sign me out? You need to be here.
You need to let these doctors help you.
I'm not really asking you to do anything.
I just want you to sign some forms so that I can go home, you can go back to Los Angeles.
What'd you come here for if you're not gonna help me? Because you told them to call me.
I don't remember that.
Ma You don't have to feel like this anymore.
Do you understand? They they got they got new medications.
I-I tried it myself.
I did.
It works.
I'm tired, Alvey.
I want you to please leave now.
Okay.
I'm coming back tomorrow.
You get some rest.
You'll feel better once all this these pills are out of your system.
Get some rest.
[Door closes.]
[Rock music playing.]
Dom? Can I see you in my office? I got a class.
They'll be okay.
Just come now, please.
- Open or closed? - Closed.
[Sniffs.]
- [Door closes.]
- You're fired.
Okay.
Wow.
Wow.
You let Ryan know about this? Yeah.
I had no idea you were such a little fucking weasel.
Come on.
I mean, he knew all about us.
I mean, it was it was obvious.
Don't sit.
You're not gonna be here that long.
I'm sorry, Lisa.
Come on.
Things got fucked up.
We were both drunk.
You know, shit shit happens.
And it's not the end of the world, right? I'm a I'm a good coach.
No, you're a fucking cancer.
I'm trying to help you guys out.
- You're trying to help us? - Yeah.
No, you're trying to help yourself.
You latched onto Ryan like a fucking leech.
He's got a fight coming up, and I'm trying to help him.
Yeah, that's not your job.
Actually, you were explicitly told to leave him the fuck alone.
The kid comes up to me like I'm his fucking shrink.
I don't I don't understand what am I supposed to do.
This is your final check.
I paid you for an extra week.
Fuck that.
I'm not going anywhere.
Take the check or I'll call the police.
You're gonna call the fucking police on me? Take the check and leave.
[Inhales deeply, exhales sharply.]
This is why you don't let a woman run a gym.
No one lets me run the gym.
I own it.
You know what your problem is? Hmm? You're taking this too personal.
You're too fucking emotional.
[Whispering.]
I could fuck shit up for you so fucking bad.
So bad, mama.
[Normal voice.]
There's so many fighters here that aren't happy.
And I can clean you the fuck out.
Please don't make me call the police.
Fine.
I don't I don't wanna go out like that.
You know what I mean? [Chuckles.]
It didn't work.
We didn't get along.
You know? We tried.
Mama, we tried.
No? All right.
All right, all right.
Good luck to you and Alvey.
[Door closes, blinds rattle.]
Yes.
Obviously.
I just wanna make you boys happy.
Rohan42, you are a filthy, filthy man.
Nah, ladies don't do that.
Well I might show you my tits.
Do you wanna see them? Well, first you guys are gonna have to show me some love.
- [Cash register dinging.]
- [Gasps, giggles.]
Thank you.
You're so generous.
Okay.
You ready? Is that what you wanted? [Cash register dings.]
[Error sound, whirs.]
What Hey.
Wait, what happened? Can you guys hear me? Can you see me? [Scoffs.]
Come on.
[Sighs.]
Fucking piece of shit.
[Sighs.]
[Bebe O'Hare's "Go 2 Work" playing.]
- [Webcam thuds.]
- [Sighs.]
Yeah, that girl go to work That girl go to work, that girl go to work, work That girl go to work, that girl go to work, work Cody.
That girl go to work, that girl go to work Cody? I'm about to go to work [Songs stops.]
Yo, what the fuck? She's dancing.
- My camera's broken.
- So? So I'm in the middle of a show.
So solve the fucking problem.
I'm busy.
You're the boss, Cody.
What do you want me to do? - Use someone else's.
- They're all taken.
Well, what the fuck do you think we should do? - Buy a new one.
- Then do it.
You took away the credit card.
Can I borrow it, please? - Hop up, gorgeous.
- [Slaps butt.]
You know what? [Scoffs.]
Lindsay, go outside, get some sun.
I'll be out there in a minute.
I don't know how things were with Terry, but I don't like your fucking tone.
It's almost like you're the boss and I'm the bitch.
I'm sorry you took it that way.
You know, I could fuck you in your ass right now if I wanted.
Say it.
- Say what? - Say I could fuck your ass.
You could fuck my ass.
- When? - Whenever you want.
Here you go.
Hold on.
Yeah, Kayla's done.
I want her out of the house tonight.
- No.
Why? - Because I don't like her.
- I want some new girls.
- She's making money.
See? There you fucking go again.
- I need a reason.
- No, you don't.
She's your girl.
Tell her she's done.
Actually, she's Terry's girl.
Yeah? I don't fucking see Terry anywhere, do you? She's gone tonight.
Do it or I will.
You fucking bitch.
[Departing footsteps.]
[Birds chirping.]
[Front door unlocks.]
[Lock clicks, keys thud.]
You think it's okay to smoke in here? Ha.
[Freezer door creaks.]
[Doors close.]
[Uncaps bottle, cap clatters.]
[Charger prongs scrape.]
Is that a note? Looks like a note.
[Tapping.]
There's nothing here.
Why don't you guys go grab some dinner? Do you want something? Nah, I'll eat the chicken.
Oh.
Grab me some booze.
I want change.
[Clothing rustles.]
- [Cord clatters.]
- Jay? - [Keys jangle.]
- With me.
- Jay: Where we going? - Booze, food.
[Door opens.]
[Door closes.]
[Knock on door.]
Come in! [Pop music playing.]
I'm a sophomore.
Wanna study? [Door closes.]
Kayla, I have some bad news.
What? You have to move out.
We're letting you go.
Why? Cody wants some new girls.
I-I am new.
I-I-I just got here.
He just wants to go a different way.
[Inhales sharply.]
- What did I do? - Nothing, sweetie.
[Exhales sharply.]
[Voice breaks.]
God, I feel like I'm gonna puke.
Can you change his mind? I don't think so.
I-I can I can give up my room and I and I can, like, sleep on the couch and and move my stuff - before any of the girls wake up and - I'm sorry.
It's final.
I will literally do anything.
He can have my money.
And I'll I'll fuck him more and I'll suck his dick every day.
Kayla, don't don't Try try telling him you want me to stay.
Try? [Voice breaking.]
Please? Please, Christina.
I-I really wanna stay with you.
Please? Please don't make me leave.
Christina, please? If you don't have the money, I'll buy your ticket back to Florida.
[Exhales sharply.]
I'm I'm I'm supposed to do a show.
Don't worry about that.
You need to start packing.
What? Tonight? We're leaving soon.
[Door opens.]
[Door closes.]
[Crying.]
[Tap turns on, off.]
[Object clatters.]
[Train whistle blowing in distance.]
- Hey.
Hey, man.
- [Exhales deeply.]
- My man.
- [Palms slap.]
I feel like I let you down.
How's that? Thanks.
You got a fight coming up, you know? Your fucking coach is in Arizona.
The last thing you need is another you know, distraction, right? I've lived through worse.
- [Glasses clink.]
- Cheers.
[Indistinct conversations.]
Fucking Fucking pissed at myself, you know? Should've just fucking, you know, keep my head down.
Keep my fucking head down.
She did give you a couple chances, man.
She did.
When I see shit is wrong, I just can't keep my fucking mouth shut.
You know what I mean? Ain't the first job that it that it cost me, you know? - Hey, man.
- [Pats arm.]
You're a good coach, dude.
You'll find something better.
[Knock, door opens.]
Christina: Ready? Where you taking me? Burbank.
We'll buy your ticket at the counter.
I'm not going back to Florida.
I thought your family was there.
Where are they? They don't talk to me.
Ah.
- [Keys jangle.]
- [Sighs.]
Go put your bags in the car.
I'll see what I can do.
[Suitcase wheels rolling.]
Jay: Alvey brought us to New York one Christmas.
It was freezing.
Fucking cold.
What was she like? Well, she was a nice lady.
- Really damaged, breakable, nervous.
- Mm.
I think Alvey's old man put her through the fucking ringer.
[Mouth full.]
She wore a lot of makeup.
Um - [Car beeps, unlocks.]
- [Cellphone rings.]
Oh.
[Ring.]
Hey.
[Inhales deeply.]
Hi.
Are you home? No, Nate and I are in the Old Pueblo.
Where? We are in Tucson, Arizona, Mom.
What are you doing there? Alvey's mom tried to kill herself.
Oh, fuck.
Is she okay? I wouldn't say she's okay.
I would say she's alive.
I flew out with Nate and Alvey.
Well, that was nice of you.
Well, I didn't want Nate to come out here and be alone.
Have you seen her? No, she's on a psych hold, Mom.
What what's up? [Inhales deeply.]
Well I need a favor, but I-I almost hate to ask now.
- No.
What is it? - [Train whistle blowing.]
A friend of mine is in a bad spot and she needs a place to stay.
Any way she could crash at your house? I feel like we've done this before.
Right? No, this is different.
She's clean.
So my mom's not gonna end up in zip ties and my home isn't gonna get robbed? She's just a girl who needs a little charity.
Well I don't say no to charity.
- I know you don't.
- Yep.
The key is under the motorcycle tire in the back.
All right? Bye-bye.
[Line disconnects.]
Hey, it's me.
Um I'm just calling to check in, uh, on how your mom's doing, and You're probably still at the hospital.
Um I'm sorry this is happening to you so close to your fight, but as we know, horrible shit doesn't really give a fuck.
I fired Dom.
He went quietly.
Sort of.
I don't know what I was thinking.
We never should've let him step foot in this gym.
We could've handled it.
You know, just us.
Anyway, um I want you to know I'm thinking of you.
And if you wanna talk, I'm here.
Okay.
Bye.
[Crunching.]
Alvey: Ahh.
Disgusting.
[Taps pack.]
[Train whistle blowing in distance.]
[Lighter clicks.]
What are you doing? The fuck you doin'? I'm smoking.
[Stifles laugh.]
- You said we could smoke in here.
- Yeah, fucking We're still eating.
Put that Come on.
Does he do this? See, my father used to do that.
In between bites.
Don't worry about it.
You are so fucking low-rent.
[Chuckles.]
You really are.
Well, maybe in this country, Alvey, but Cuba would disagree with you, as would many Balkan states.
- The tinderbox of Europe - Fuck the Balkans.
Will you put the cigarette out, please? Please? Please? - Thank you.
- There you go.
[Breathes deeply.]
How's that chicken? This chicken? [Clears throat.]
This chicken's perfect, man.
It's exactly how I like it zero moisture.
- Cuttin' weight sucks.
- Mm-hmm.
It's not about cuttin' weight.
It's about eatin' clean.
You fucking goats - should try it sometime.
- [Chuckles.]
I hardly call that eating clean.
Hospital bird.
Nothing clean about it.
That's a boneless breast of death and cholera.
[Crunches.]
[Inhales deeply.]
Mmm.
- Is that good? - It's terrible.
[Crunches.]
[Laughs.]
Give me a piece of your fucking pizza.
- Mm-hmm.
- Mmm.
- That's so much better.
- [Chuckles.]
[Beer sloshes.]
[Bottle thuds.]
Did she say anything to you? Why? Mnh-mnh.
I mean, she didn't call me up here to talk.
She wants me to check her out so she can come back here and fucking try it again, I guess.
She tried this before? Yeah.
[Bottle thuds.]
I was 15.
Came home from the gym one day, early.
She wasn't expecting me.
30 seconds into the house, I hear a crash.
I run into the bathroom, and she's on the floor with a belt around her neck and the and the shower curtain is bent in half.
I pick her up, I put her in her bed.
She begged me not to fucking tell my father.
Said she's never do it again, so I didn't tell him, you know? Like he never told me when he found her.
The woman never had an interest in living.
She's depressed.
They can try putting her on medication.
Might help, you know? She won't take pills.
She won't take anything to help.
Someone really wants to die, you you can't get 'em off it, you know? It's it's a fucking mission.
It's really the only thing I've ever seen her give a shit about.
Nate: Sorry, Dad.
[Bottle thuds.]
[Door closes.]
Which one do you think? Nate's is probably cleaner.
It's the one on the right.
Okay.
Cool.
Kayla, it's only for a night or two till the boys come back.
And I don't want any men here.
Neither do I.
[Siren wailing, dog barking.]
You need to figure out where you're gonna go.
I'm gonna call a bunch of people tonight.
Do you know anyone in Vegas? [Chuckles.]
Not anymore.
No.
I heard it's really awesome out there.
I might just, like, go.
Do some research first.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm not, like, for sure about it.
I'll just see who's out there.
Are you hungry? I can make you something before I go.
Do you mind? I just I forgot to eat.
Let's see what we got.
[Vomits, coughs.]
[Coughs.]
[Spits.]
Fuck.
[Sniffs.]
Mmm.
[Sighs.]
[Bathroom door opens.]
Aw, jeez.
You're breaking that out? You want some? Fuck, no.
You want me to run my head through the wall? We'll drink responsibly.
Yeah, he will.
We won't.
- I'm turning in.
- Night.
Hey.
I want us to communicate more.
Talk.
Tonight? No, not tonight, you fucking smart-ass.
I mean in general, you know.
I don't wanna be on my f on my death bed not knowing what to say to my sons, so I I want us to work on that.
- Okay? - Mm-hmm.
You're an asshole.
I'm going to bed now.
Aye-aye, Captain.
[Inhales deeply.]
Fucking soap opera, man.
I can't I can't work in that environment, you know what I mean? Can't train in that environment.
Families are like that.
But it's not family, Ryan.
It's not a family.
It's a fucking place of business.
What the fuck is Alvey thinking? How you gonna run a gym with a chick that you used to be with? On what fucking planet does that work? What fucking planet does that work? They figured it out.
Have they? [Blows air.]
They've been with me through a lot of shit.
I guess so.
- Can I be straight with you? - Yeah.
You know I've worked with a lot of fighters.
I've never seen a guy with your talent.
You got all the fucking tools, my man.
But Alvey? He got you stuck in neutral, man.
I don't know about that, man.
I'm having a pretty good year.
You're getting by because you're a superior athlete.
I-I'm talking about [Whispers.]
next fucking level.
Alvey, knows his shit.
I'm-a I'm I'm-a give him that.
I'm a fan, man.
I could acknowledge that.
But he's stuck in his ways, man.
He's living 10 years ago.
He ain't tryin' to fucking evolve.
He ain't tryin' to educate himself on the fucking game, man.
I won a lot of fights with him.
Well, then you're comfortable.
I don't think you're growing as a fighter.
I'm just being - I'm being honest right now.
- [Chuckles.]
I liked you better when you were full of shit, bro.
I think you're special.
[Laughs.]
What? Does that make you feel uncomfortable right now? - You're special.
- [Laughs.]
[Laughs.]
I'm not trying to fuck you.
You're special, man.
You know what I mean? I wouldn't be saying this if you were just a guy.
You could be great.
What do you think I need to do? We need to change the game.
And we're gonna do this shit together.
Mm-hmm.
I know you're a loyal guy.
I know that.
I'm the same fucking way, and it cost me.
The last thing I wanna do is poach a fighter.
But you are fucking different.
Brother, I know it feels dirty, man.
I know it fucking feels dirty.
It is fucking dirty.
It's dirty.
You owe it to yourself, Ryan.
Not many guys get another shot at this.
[Bottles clinking.]
Okay.
Where do you think I can be better? I think you take too much punishment.
You get hit way too much.
We need to weaponize that right hand.
You need to knock fuckers out.
By the way, sponsors, they love that shit.
That's how we get paid.
You knocking motherfuckers out how we get paid.
Right? In the short term, brother we work out of Black House.
- Eh.
- Hey, hey.
I'm already looking at spaces.
You're gonna open up your own gym? My man.
My man, that's my fucking dream, bro.
My fucking dream.
And I'm not talking about that bullshit franchise shit.
I'm talking about we keep that motherfucker small.
We keep it killers only.
I'm-a cut you in on this shit.
Yeah.
I'm gonna give you a piece.
And you don't have to put nothing down.
Nothing down.
What do you think about that? - Huh? - [Exhales deeply.]
Let me get another round when you get a chance.
- Woman: Got it.
- What you thinking? Huh? Um I think, uh Yeah, yeah? [Pats arm.]
I think if you were good enough to be my coach, you'd be my coach, but you're not.
[The Bright Light Social Hour's "Slipstream".]
Be good, man.
I'll see you around.
[Hand thuds, bills rustle.]
Days lost in tow Dream of a golden age Nate: We just have to get get her back.
Jay: Like an Amber Alert situation? Are we talkin' child fucking abduction, Nathaniel? Crossing interstate lines? Yep.
I'm gonna get a-a white van, unmarked, no windows.
Nope.
White vans with no windows stand out.
You gotta steal a Prius or something.
[Laughs.]
You've thought about this, huh? Of course I've fucking thought about this.
I've dug a fucking bunker.
I have keys for you, should you want to join.
We're gonna get that fucking baby back.
Amy loved you.
She loved you once, she can love you again.
- [Bottles clinking.]
- [Grunts.]
Mm.
You're a naive young man.
Okay, you freaked out.
- [Exhales deeply.]
- And rightfully so, because you were trying to be someone you're not, which, I don't know if you know this, is completely impossible for you.
But she loved you, and you just have to get back to that.
She didn't grow up like us.
- On my best fucking day - [Bottle cap clatters.]
I'm drinking out of their garden hose.
[Exhales sharply.]
When did you become such a fucking pussy? [Groans.]
My formative years.
I mean, I hear what you're saying.
I hear what you're saying.
Thank you.
But I fucked up.
I fucked up and I know that.
And I think it's only fair to just leave Amy alone.
What I don't want is to be Maya's shithead dad somewhere in fucking nowhere California.
That, man, that I am trying really fucking hard [Voice breaks.]
not to be.
Well - [Bottles clink.]
- [Sniffles.]
[Whispers.]
Yeah.
Ahh.
Christina: How is it? Kayla: It's good.
My boys eat a lot of oatmeal.
Can I ask you a question, and you'll tell me the truth? Mm-hmm.
Why don't people like me? They do.
All the girls love you.
I know they don't.
[Chuckles.]
I love to make people smile and be fun, and I just feel like I'm always annoying people.
I just feel like people hate me.
- Nobody hates you.
- Cody does.
Oh.
[Scoffs.]
Oh, fuck Cody.
He's a loser.
What do you want with a guy like Cody? - He's successful and he has money - No, he's not.
He's not successful at all.
He looks at me like he hates me, and I don't know what I did.
Listen, Kayla, if you're gonna survive in this business, you have to protect yourself.
Don't fall in love.
Don't go looking for a new father.
He's not out there.
These are not your friends.
Good men don't sell girls.
Remember that.
[Helicopter whirring.]
[Dog barking.]
[Unzips bag.]
Julia Holter: Don't make me over [Inhales sharply.]
[Exhales slowly.]
- Now that I'd do - [Inhales deeply.]
Anything for you - Don't make me over - [Sighs contentedly.]
Now that you know - How I adore you - [Cellphone ringing.]
Don't pick on the things I say - The things I do - Hey.
Christina: Hey.
Are you asleep? No, no.
I am, uh, I'm laying on my mother's bed, reading her suicide note.
Jay told me what happened.
Yeah.
Well, she knows what she wants.
I'll give her that much.
I had a feeling she was up to something when she sent you those pictures.
I should've said something.
I knew it, too.
Wouldn't have mattered.
Did she say why? She doesn't wanna talk about it.
She's probably embarrassed.
What's the note say? Want me to read it to you? By my side It's short.
[Inhales deeply.]
Only if you want to.
Don't make me over "Alvey, please forgive me for this, "but I've passed any enjoyment in life "and did not want to be a burden on you.
"My life was good.
I loved your father deeply.
He was a better man than you remember.
" Accept me for what I am "My only regret is that you never knew how proud of you I am.
" Accept me for what I am "I don't know why I couldn't tell you.
Please find happiness in your life.
Mom.
" That's it.
Accept me for what I am [Knock on door.]
Yeah? Let me call you back.
Yeah.
I'm here.
- [Whispers.]
Bye.
- Accept me for what I am Hey.
What's up? Don't make me over Don't make me over I found this in my bag.
Don't make me over Don't make me over Thought you didn't have it.
Don't make me over Don't make me over Sometimes I lie.
Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Night, son.
Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over [Door closes.]
We also found a needle in the cab.
My son Jay's not doin' too well.
His girlfriend left him, took the kid.
He quit fighting.
That was a mistake.
With Khalis Capital.
We're the guys that bought King Beast.
Look, my bosses, they weren't happy with the fee you negotiated for your fighter, Alvey.
So have you thought about what you're gonna do? About the guy calling you a faggot at the fight.
Your dad's gonna hear about it one way or another.
Tell him before someone else does.
I just got off the phone with Terry.
A new guy's gonna be moving in here with us.
- Hello? - Hi! Are you Cody? Yeah.
What's your name? Kayla.
What's the deal with this Kayla chick? Why do her numbers suck? Yo.
You're late.
I'm here.
I'm ready to work.
Glove up and meet me in the cage.
I can't even feel you, you fucking pussy.
Fucking Ryan, I mean I don't know what the hell's wrong with the guy.
I think he has someone in his ear.
You're not getting the coaching or the attention that you deserve.
What the fuck am I doin'? [Water dripping.]
[Tapping.]
[Train whistle blowing in distance.]
[Coffeepot clatters.]
[Birds chirping.]
[Switch clicks.]
[Turn signal clicking.]
[Clicking stops.]
Ugh.
[Brakes squeal.]
[Ding.]
[Machine whirs.]
Man: There you go.
Julia Holter: Don't make me over Now that I do - Take care.
- Anything for you Don't make me over [Tires screech.]
Now that you know how I adore you - Don't pick on the things I say - [Tires screeching.]
The things I do, just love me with all my faults [Gears shift.]
The way that I love you I'm begging you Don't make me over Now that I can't make it without you Don't make me over I wouldn't change one thing - [Pills rattle.]
- About you Just take me inside your arms And hold me tight And always be by my side If I am wrong or right - I'm beggin' you - [Volume increases.]
Don't make me over Don't make me over Now that you got me at your command Accept me for what I am Accept me for the things that I do Accept me for what I am Accept me for the things that I do Accept me for what I am Accept me for the things that I do Accept me for what I am Accept me for the things that I do Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me - Get down! Get down! - [Screaming.]
Get down! Stop! Stop! Stop it.
[Tone sounds.]
[Woman speaking indistinctly over P.
A.
.]
[Exhales sharply.]
[Clears throat.]
I'm here to see a patient.
Annette Kulina.
- Are you family? - I'm her son.
Go ahead, sign in.
I just need to see a picture I.
D.
[Tone sounds.]
[Speaking indistinctly.]
There she is.
[Indistinct conversations.]
- [Pen clatters.]
- Okay, go ahead and put this on.
And you are going to head to the Geropsychiatric Center down the hall.
[Inhales deeply.]
Thanks.
All right.
Good times.
You want us to go with you? No, let me go see how she's doing first, check her out.
Why don't you guys go get something to eat? I'm sure there's a cafeteria.
All right.
I can grab you something if you want.
Yeah, I don't know.
Just a piece of chicken, plain if they have it.
All right.
Text us if you need us.
- You got money? - Yeah.
Woman: Your mother was brought in on a 72-hour hold.
A security guard witnessed her attempting to jump off a parking structure.
Jesus Christ.
Police found an empty bottle of sleeping pills in her car.
We pumped her stomach, but she's still working it out of her system.
Is she on anything now? She's refusing any psychotropic medication.
Well, can't you make her? We'd need a court order, and because she's not violent She tried to jump off a fucking building.
That's not violent? It doesn't meet the criteria for involuntary medication.
How'd you know to call me? She asked for you.
Would you like to see her? [Woman speaks indistinctly.]
[Knock, door opens.]
Annette? Your son's here to see you.
[Telephone rings in distance.]
[Speaking indistinctly.]
[Door closes.]
Hey, Ma.
[Indistinct conversations.]
I thought we were past all this.
[Tone sounds.]
[Speaks indistinctly.]
You sick? Something happen? Can you ask them for my purse, please? They took all my stuff.
Yeah.
What do you need? I-I just want my my stuff.
What the fuck is up with her? - Christina: Who? - Kayla.
What's her deal? I don't know what you're asking me.
Is she gonna sit on her fucking ass all day? She has shows tonight.
So? I'm talking about today.
She can't be on camera 24/7.
Why not? She's young.
Bitch is always by the pool like it's Spring Break.
Hi! Do you need me? No.
Not even a little.
[Music playing indistinctly.]
No room for a lazy bitch.
[Spits.]
- Ryan? - Yeah.
- Can we talk? - Where's Alvey? Guys, can we have the room for a second? Please? - Sure.
- Yeah.
All right.
[Indistinct conversation.]
[Bottle cap clatters.]
Alvey's in Tucson.
His mother tried to kill herself.
What happened? I don't have any details.
He just wanted me to tell you that.
Should I call him? I'd give him space.
Joe's gonna take over your camp.
Alvey left him a plan.
I'm I'm gonna work with Dom.
That's not an option.
It's my camp.
It's my decision.
- Lisa - Mm? - It's my choice.
- Yeah, well, I'm firing him today.
Why? 'Cause it's not working out.
I like him.
I think he's a good coach.
Well, there's more to it than that.
Like what? Like the the protein thing? - That's just one example.
- And you fucked him.
That's another example.
[Bottle cap clinks.]
No, wait, you [Speaks indistinctly.]
It's your gym, it's your life.
You make your own decisions.
[Sniffs.]
I'm just a fighter.
Right? [Cellphone ringing.]
- [Ringing stops.]
- Hey, man.
Hey, Coach.
Lisa just told me about your mom.
How's she doing? You know, not too good.
She took a bunch of pills.
Fuck.
I'm sorry.
Anything I can do? No.
No.
I, uh, I left, uh, I left Joe a plan for you.
Hey, don't worry about me.
No, Ryan, you got a fight coming up.
I wanna make sure you're ready for it, buddy.
I'm ready, Coach.
I just Listen, I-I I'm so sorry about the other day.
What can I say? I'm a I'm a fucking nut case.
[Laughs.]
Yeah, well, uh, I, too, suffer that affliction.
So we good? Yeah, Ryan.
We're always good, man.
Hey, if you, uh [Sniffs.]
If you need to vent or anything, I'm around.
Okay, well, you get with Joe and I'll, uh [Sighs.]
I should be home in a couple days.
- Okay? - I'm on it.
Thanks, Coach.
You got it.
[Cellphone beeps.]
[Door closes.]
I got the boys, uh, with me.
They're downstairs.
You don't wanna bring 'em up here.
This is where the crazies are.
They'd love to see you.
Did they go through my stuff? What are you looking for, Mom? - My cigarettes.
- No, you can't smoke in here.
Well, I'll smoke outside.
I had a reaction to some sleeping medication.
And the next thing I know, I'm being tackled by some man on a roof.
I-I don't even know how I got up there.
You brought a ladder.
Yeah.
You tried to kill yourself.
I wanna go home.
You're on a 72-hour hold, Mom.
Can't you sign me out? You need to be here.
You need to let these doctors help you.
I'm not really asking you to do anything.
I just want you to sign some forms so that I can go home, you can go back to Los Angeles.
What'd you come here for if you're not gonna help me? Because you told them to call me.
I don't remember that.
Ma You don't have to feel like this anymore.
Do you understand? They they got they got new medications.
I-I tried it myself.
I did.
It works.
I'm tired, Alvey.
I want you to please leave now.
Okay.
I'm coming back tomorrow.
You get some rest.
You'll feel better once all this these pills are out of your system.
Get some rest.
[Door closes.]
[Rock music playing.]
Dom? Can I see you in my office? I got a class.
They'll be okay.
Just come now, please.
- Open or closed? - Closed.
[Sniffs.]
- [Door closes.]
- You're fired.
Okay.
Wow.
Wow.
You let Ryan know about this? Yeah.
I had no idea you were such a little fucking weasel.
Come on.
I mean, he knew all about us.
I mean, it was it was obvious.
Don't sit.
You're not gonna be here that long.
I'm sorry, Lisa.
Come on.
Things got fucked up.
We were both drunk.
You know, shit shit happens.
And it's not the end of the world, right? I'm a I'm a good coach.
No, you're a fucking cancer.
I'm trying to help you guys out.
- You're trying to help us? - Yeah.
No, you're trying to help yourself.
You latched onto Ryan like a fucking leech.
He's got a fight coming up, and I'm trying to help him.
Yeah, that's not your job.
Actually, you were explicitly told to leave him the fuck alone.
The kid comes up to me like I'm his fucking shrink.
I don't I don't understand what am I supposed to do.
This is your final check.
I paid you for an extra week.
Fuck that.
I'm not going anywhere.
Take the check or I'll call the police.
You're gonna call the fucking police on me? Take the check and leave.
[Inhales deeply, exhales sharply.]
This is why you don't let a woman run a gym.
No one lets me run the gym.
I own it.
You know what your problem is? Hmm? You're taking this too personal.
You're too fucking emotional.
[Whispering.]
I could fuck shit up for you so fucking bad.
So bad, mama.
[Normal voice.]
There's so many fighters here that aren't happy.
And I can clean you the fuck out.
Please don't make me call the police.
Fine.
I don't I don't wanna go out like that.
You know what I mean? [Chuckles.]
It didn't work.
We didn't get along.
You know? We tried.
Mama, we tried.
No? All right.
All right, all right.
Good luck to you and Alvey.
[Door closes, blinds rattle.]
Yes.
Obviously.
I just wanna make you boys happy.
Rohan42, you are a filthy, filthy man.
Nah, ladies don't do that.
Well I might show you my tits.
Do you wanna see them? Well, first you guys are gonna have to show me some love.
- [Cash register dinging.]
- [Gasps, giggles.]
Thank you.
You're so generous.
Okay.
You ready? Is that what you wanted? [Cash register dings.]
[Error sound, whirs.]
What Hey.
Wait, what happened? Can you guys hear me? Can you see me? [Scoffs.]
Come on.
[Sighs.]
Fucking piece of shit.
[Sighs.]
[Bebe O'Hare's "Go 2 Work" playing.]
- [Webcam thuds.]
- [Sighs.]
Yeah, that girl go to work That girl go to work, that girl go to work, work That girl go to work, that girl go to work, work Cody.
That girl go to work, that girl go to work Cody? I'm about to go to work [Songs stops.]
Yo, what the fuck? She's dancing.
- My camera's broken.
- So? So I'm in the middle of a show.
So solve the fucking problem.
I'm busy.
You're the boss, Cody.
What do you want me to do? - Use someone else's.
- They're all taken.
Well, what the fuck do you think we should do? - Buy a new one.
- Then do it.
You took away the credit card.
Can I borrow it, please? - Hop up, gorgeous.
- [Slaps butt.]
You know what? [Scoffs.]
Lindsay, go outside, get some sun.
I'll be out there in a minute.
I don't know how things were with Terry, but I don't like your fucking tone.
It's almost like you're the boss and I'm the bitch.
I'm sorry you took it that way.
You know, I could fuck you in your ass right now if I wanted.
Say it.
- Say what? - Say I could fuck your ass.
You could fuck my ass.
- When? - Whenever you want.
Here you go.
Hold on.
Yeah, Kayla's done.
I want her out of the house tonight.
- No.
Why? - Because I don't like her.
- I want some new girls.
- She's making money.
See? There you fucking go again.
- I need a reason.
- No, you don't.
She's your girl.
Tell her she's done.
Actually, she's Terry's girl.
Yeah? I don't fucking see Terry anywhere, do you? She's gone tonight.
Do it or I will.
You fucking bitch.
[Departing footsteps.]
[Birds chirping.]
[Front door unlocks.]
[Lock clicks, keys thud.]
You think it's okay to smoke in here? Ha.
[Freezer door creaks.]
[Doors close.]
[Uncaps bottle, cap clatters.]
[Charger prongs scrape.]
Is that a note? Looks like a note.
[Tapping.]
There's nothing here.
Why don't you guys go grab some dinner? Do you want something? Nah, I'll eat the chicken.
Oh.
Grab me some booze.
I want change.
[Clothing rustles.]
- [Cord clatters.]
- Jay? - [Keys jangle.]
- With me.
- Jay: Where we going? - Booze, food.
[Door opens.]
[Door closes.]
[Knock on door.]
Come in! [Pop music playing.]
I'm a sophomore.
Wanna study? [Door closes.]
Kayla, I have some bad news.
What? You have to move out.
We're letting you go.
Why? Cody wants some new girls.
I-I am new.
I-I-I just got here.
He just wants to go a different way.
[Inhales sharply.]
- What did I do? - Nothing, sweetie.
[Exhales sharply.]
[Voice breaks.]
God, I feel like I'm gonna puke.
Can you change his mind? I don't think so.
I-I can I can give up my room and I and I can, like, sleep on the couch and and move my stuff - before any of the girls wake up and - I'm sorry.
It's final.
I will literally do anything.
He can have my money.
And I'll I'll fuck him more and I'll suck his dick every day.
Kayla, don't don't Try try telling him you want me to stay.
Try? [Voice breaking.]
Please? Please, Christina.
I-I really wanna stay with you.
Please? Please don't make me leave.
Christina, please? If you don't have the money, I'll buy your ticket back to Florida.
[Exhales sharply.]
I'm I'm I'm supposed to do a show.
Don't worry about that.
You need to start packing.
What? Tonight? We're leaving soon.
[Door opens.]
[Door closes.]
[Crying.]
[Tap turns on, off.]
[Object clatters.]
[Train whistle blowing in distance.]
- Hey.
Hey, man.
- [Exhales deeply.]
- My man.
- [Palms slap.]
I feel like I let you down.
How's that? Thanks.
You got a fight coming up, you know? Your fucking coach is in Arizona.
The last thing you need is another you know, distraction, right? I've lived through worse.
- [Glasses clink.]
- Cheers.
[Indistinct conversations.]
Fucking Fucking pissed at myself, you know? Should've just fucking, you know, keep my head down.
Keep my fucking head down.
She did give you a couple chances, man.
She did.
When I see shit is wrong, I just can't keep my fucking mouth shut.
You know what I mean? Ain't the first job that it that it cost me, you know? - Hey, man.
- [Pats arm.]
You're a good coach, dude.
You'll find something better.
[Knock, door opens.]
Christina: Ready? Where you taking me? Burbank.
We'll buy your ticket at the counter.
I'm not going back to Florida.
I thought your family was there.
Where are they? They don't talk to me.
Ah.
- [Keys jangle.]
- [Sighs.]
Go put your bags in the car.
I'll see what I can do.
[Suitcase wheels rolling.]
Jay: Alvey brought us to New York one Christmas.
It was freezing.
Fucking cold.
What was she like? Well, she was a nice lady.
- Really damaged, breakable, nervous.
- Mm.
I think Alvey's old man put her through the fucking ringer.
[Mouth full.]
She wore a lot of makeup.
Um - [Car beeps, unlocks.]
- [Cellphone rings.]
Oh.
[Ring.]
Hey.
[Inhales deeply.]
Hi.
Are you home? No, Nate and I are in the Old Pueblo.
Where? We are in Tucson, Arizona, Mom.
What are you doing there? Alvey's mom tried to kill herself.
Oh, fuck.
Is she okay? I wouldn't say she's okay.
I would say she's alive.
I flew out with Nate and Alvey.
Well, that was nice of you.
Well, I didn't want Nate to come out here and be alone.
Have you seen her? No, she's on a psych hold, Mom.
What what's up? [Inhales deeply.]
Well I need a favor, but I-I almost hate to ask now.
- No.
What is it? - [Train whistle blowing.]
A friend of mine is in a bad spot and she needs a place to stay.
Any way she could crash at your house? I feel like we've done this before.
Right? No, this is different.
She's clean.
So my mom's not gonna end up in zip ties and my home isn't gonna get robbed? She's just a girl who needs a little charity.
Well I don't say no to charity.
- I know you don't.
- Yep.
The key is under the motorcycle tire in the back.
All right? Bye-bye.
[Line disconnects.]
Hey, it's me.
Um I'm just calling to check in, uh, on how your mom's doing, and You're probably still at the hospital.
Um I'm sorry this is happening to you so close to your fight, but as we know, horrible shit doesn't really give a fuck.
I fired Dom.
He went quietly.
Sort of.
I don't know what I was thinking.
We never should've let him step foot in this gym.
We could've handled it.
You know, just us.
Anyway, um I want you to know I'm thinking of you.
And if you wanna talk, I'm here.
Okay.
Bye.
[Crunching.]
Alvey: Ahh.
Disgusting.
[Taps pack.]
[Train whistle blowing in distance.]
[Lighter clicks.]
What are you doing? The fuck you doin'? I'm smoking.
[Stifles laugh.]
- You said we could smoke in here.
- Yeah, fucking We're still eating.
Put that Come on.
Does he do this? See, my father used to do that.
In between bites.
Don't worry about it.
You are so fucking low-rent.
[Chuckles.]
You really are.
Well, maybe in this country, Alvey, but Cuba would disagree with you, as would many Balkan states.
- The tinderbox of Europe - Fuck the Balkans.
Will you put the cigarette out, please? Please? Please? - Thank you.
- There you go.
[Breathes deeply.]
How's that chicken? This chicken? [Clears throat.]
This chicken's perfect, man.
It's exactly how I like it zero moisture.
- Cuttin' weight sucks.
- Mm-hmm.
It's not about cuttin' weight.
It's about eatin' clean.
You fucking goats - should try it sometime.
- [Chuckles.]
I hardly call that eating clean.
Hospital bird.
Nothing clean about it.
That's a boneless breast of death and cholera.
[Crunches.]
[Inhales deeply.]
Mmm.
- Is that good? - It's terrible.
[Crunches.]
[Laughs.]
Give me a piece of your fucking pizza.
- Mm-hmm.
- Mmm.
- That's so much better.
- [Chuckles.]
[Beer sloshes.]
[Bottle thuds.]
Did she say anything to you? Why? Mnh-mnh.
I mean, she didn't call me up here to talk.
She wants me to check her out so she can come back here and fucking try it again, I guess.
She tried this before? Yeah.
[Bottle thuds.]
I was 15.
Came home from the gym one day, early.
She wasn't expecting me.
30 seconds into the house, I hear a crash.
I run into the bathroom, and she's on the floor with a belt around her neck and the and the shower curtain is bent in half.
I pick her up, I put her in her bed.
She begged me not to fucking tell my father.
Said she's never do it again, so I didn't tell him, you know? Like he never told me when he found her.
The woman never had an interest in living.
She's depressed.
They can try putting her on medication.
Might help, you know? She won't take pills.
She won't take anything to help.
Someone really wants to die, you you can't get 'em off it, you know? It's it's a fucking mission.
It's really the only thing I've ever seen her give a shit about.
Nate: Sorry, Dad.
[Bottle thuds.]
[Door closes.]
Which one do you think? Nate's is probably cleaner.
It's the one on the right.
Okay.
Cool.
Kayla, it's only for a night or two till the boys come back.
And I don't want any men here.
Neither do I.
[Siren wailing, dog barking.]
You need to figure out where you're gonna go.
I'm gonna call a bunch of people tonight.
Do you know anyone in Vegas? [Chuckles.]
Not anymore.
No.
I heard it's really awesome out there.
I might just, like, go.
Do some research first.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm not, like, for sure about it.
I'll just see who's out there.
Are you hungry? I can make you something before I go.
Do you mind? I just I forgot to eat.
Let's see what we got.
[Vomits, coughs.]
[Coughs.]
[Spits.]
Fuck.
[Sniffs.]
Mmm.
[Sighs.]
[Bathroom door opens.]
Aw, jeez.
You're breaking that out? You want some? Fuck, no.
You want me to run my head through the wall? We'll drink responsibly.
Yeah, he will.
We won't.
- I'm turning in.
- Night.
Hey.
I want us to communicate more.
Talk.
Tonight? No, not tonight, you fucking smart-ass.
I mean in general, you know.
I don't wanna be on my f on my death bed not knowing what to say to my sons, so I I want us to work on that.
- Okay? - Mm-hmm.
You're an asshole.
I'm going to bed now.
Aye-aye, Captain.
[Inhales deeply.]
Fucking soap opera, man.
I can't I can't work in that environment, you know what I mean? Can't train in that environment.
Families are like that.
But it's not family, Ryan.
It's not a family.
It's a fucking place of business.
What the fuck is Alvey thinking? How you gonna run a gym with a chick that you used to be with? On what fucking planet does that work? What fucking planet does that work? They figured it out.
Have they? [Blows air.]
They've been with me through a lot of shit.
I guess so.
- Can I be straight with you? - Yeah.
You know I've worked with a lot of fighters.
I've never seen a guy with your talent.
You got all the fucking tools, my man.
But Alvey? He got you stuck in neutral, man.
I don't know about that, man.
I'm having a pretty good year.
You're getting by because you're a superior athlete.
I-I'm talking about [Whispers.]
next fucking level.
Alvey, knows his shit.
I'm-a I'm I'm-a give him that.
I'm a fan, man.
I could acknowledge that.
But he's stuck in his ways, man.
He's living 10 years ago.
He ain't tryin' to fucking evolve.
He ain't tryin' to educate himself on the fucking game, man.
I won a lot of fights with him.
Well, then you're comfortable.
I don't think you're growing as a fighter.
I'm just being - I'm being honest right now.
- [Chuckles.]
I liked you better when you were full of shit, bro.
I think you're special.
[Laughs.]
What? Does that make you feel uncomfortable right now? - You're special.
- [Laughs.]
[Laughs.]
I'm not trying to fuck you.
You're special, man.
You know what I mean? I wouldn't be saying this if you were just a guy.
You could be great.
What do you think I need to do? We need to change the game.
And we're gonna do this shit together.
Mm-hmm.
I know you're a loyal guy.
I know that.
I'm the same fucking way, and it cost me.
The last thing I wanna do is poach a fighter.
But you are fucking different.
Brother, I know it feels dirty, man.
I know it fucking feels dirty.
It is fucking dirty.
It's dirty.
You owe it to yourself, Ryan.
Not many guys get another shot at this.
[Bottles clinking.]
Okay.
Where do you think I can be better? I think you take too much punishment.
You get hit way too much.
We need to weaponize that right hand.
You need to knock fuckers out.
By the way, sponsors, they love that shit.
That's how we get paid.
You knocking motherfuckers out how we get paid.
Right? In the short term, brother we work out of Black House.
- Eh.
- Hey, hey.
I'm already looking at spaces.
You're gonna open up your own gym? My man.
My man, that's my fucking dream, bro.
My fucking dream.
And I'm not talking about that bullshit franchise shit.
I'm talking about we keep that motherfucker small.
We keep it killers only.
I'm-a cut you in on this shit.
Yeah.
I'm gonna give you a piece.
And you don't have to put nothing down.
Nothing down.
What do you think about that? - Huh? - [Exhales deeply.]
Let me get another round when you get a chance.
- Woman: Got it.
- What you thinking? Huh? Um I think, uh Yeah, yeah? [Pats arm.]
I think if you were good enough to be my coach, you'd be my coach, but you're not.
[The Bright Light Social Hour's "Slipstream".]
Be good, man.
I'll see you around.
[Hand thuds, bills rustle.]
Days lost in tow Dream of a golden age Nate: We just have to get get her back.
Jay: Like an Amber Alert situation? Are we talkin' child fucking abduction, Nathaniel? Crossing interstate lines? Yep.
I'm gonna get a-a white van, unmarked, no windows.
Nope.
White vans with no windows stand out.
You gotta steal a Prius or something.
[Laughs.]
You've thought about this, huh? Of course I've fucking thought about this.
I've dug a fucking bunker.
I have keys for you, should you want to join.
We're gonna get that fucking baby back.
Amy loved you.
She loved you once, she can love you again.
- [Bottles clinking.]
- [Grunts.]
Mm.
You're a naive young man.
Okay, you freaked out.
- [Exhales deeply.]
- And rightfully so, because you were trying to be someone you're not, which, I don't know if you know this, is completely impossible for you.
But she loved you, and you just have to get back to that.
She didn't grow up like us.
- On my best fucking day - [Bottle cap clatters.]
I'm drinking out of their garden hose.
[Exhales sharply.]
When did you become such a fucking pussy? [Groans.]
My formative years.
I mean, I hear what you're saying.
I hear what you're saying.
Thank you.
But I fucked up.
I fucked up and I know that.
And I think it's only fair to just leave Amy alone.
What I don't want is to be Maya's shithead dad somewhere in fucking nowhere California.
That, man, that I am trying really fucking hard [Voice breaks.]
not to be.
Well - [Bottles clink.]
- [Sniffles.]
[Whispers.]
Yeah.
Ahh.
Christina: How is it? Kayla: It's good.
My boys eat a lot of oatmeal.
Can I ask you a question, and you'll tell me the truth? Mm-hmm.
Why don't people like me? They do.
All the girls love you.
I know they don't.
[Chuckles.]
I love to make people smile and be fun, and I just feel like I'm always annoying people.
I just feel like people hate me.
- Nobody hates you.
- Cody does.
Oh.
[Scoffs.]
Oh, fuck Cody.
He's a loser.
What do you want with a guy like Cody? - He's successful and he has money - No, he's not.
He's not successful at all.
He looks at me like he hates me, and I don't know what I did.
Listen, Kayla, if you're gonna survive in this business, you have to protect yourself.
Don't fall in love.
Don't go looking for a new father.
He's not out there.
These are not your friends.
Good men don't sell girls.
Remember that.
[Helicopter whirring.]
[Dog barking.]
[Unzips bag.]
Julia Holter: Don't make me over [Inhales sharply.]
[Exhales slowly.]
- Now that I'd do - [Inhales deeply.]
Anything for you - Don't make me over - [Sighs contentedly.]
Now that you know - How I adore you - [Cellphone ringing.]
Don't pick on the things I say - The things I do - Hey.
Christina: Hey.
Are you asleep? No, no.
I am, uh, I'm laying on my mother's bed, reading her suicide note.
Jay told me what happened.
Yeah.
Well, she knows what she wants.
I'll give her that much.
I had a feeling she was up to something when she sent you those pictures.
I should've said something.
I knew it, too.
Wouldn't have mattered.
Did she say why? She doesn't wanna talk about it.
She's probably embarrassed.
What's the note say? Want me to read it to you? By my side It's short.
[Inhales deeply.]
Only if you want to.
Don't make me over "Alvey, please forgive me for this, "but I've passed any enjoyment in life "and did not want to be a burden on you.
"My life was good.
I loved your father deeply.
He was a better man than you remember.
" Accept me for what I am "My only regret is that you never knew how proud of you I am.
" Accept me for what I am "I don't know why I couldn't tell you.
Please find happiness in your life.
Mom.
" That's it.
Accept me for what I am [Knock on door.]
Yeah? Let me call you back.
Yeah.
I'm here.
- [Whispers.]
Bye.
- Accept me for what I am Hey.
What's up? Don't make me over Don't make me over I found this in my bag.
Don't make me over Don't make me over Thought you didn't have it.
Don't make me over Don't make me over Sometimes I lie.
Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Night, son.
Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over Don't make me over [Door closes.]