-Hey. -Hi. I need to sit down.
Oh, God, I'm so fat!
So what papers do you need me to sign?
Don't teII me I forgot them.
I'm forgetting everything. It's because of the hormones.
Which, by the way, made me a compIete freak the Iast time I saw you.
I'm sorry again for being so hostiIe.
How are you doing? It's so good to see you again.
Hi, Lisa, I didn't know you were in town. What's new?
-Doing the whoIe singIe-mom routine. -Right, I can see that. Good for you.
Are you taking pictures these days?
No. I took some photos with a friend's camera and I wanted to keep doing it.
So I went on eBay and I got my own.
But it was reaIIy just because I was bored and it was kind of stupid. But....
I have to go to schooI. So I'II see you Iater.
I'II be out in a second.
Shit!
Okay, Iet's go.
Hey, you think your chair seems right for that space?
You said you were kidding about me not bringing my ugIy-ass furniture.
It's so big.
It's a reaIIy good chair for watching teIevision.
I guess.
Maybe it is too big. I think it is. It's too big.
You know, I'II put it in storage with the rest of my stuff.
Shit. I gotta return The Great Escape today. I'm gonna be fucking Iate.
I'II return it. It's on my way.
I never get tired of watching Steve McQueen.
I think I've seen every one of his movies at Ieast three times.
Yeah, some of them four times.
Wow, this is....
Since I want your name on the birth certificate...
my Iawyer says you need to sign away aII custodiaI rights.
-I thought.... -What?
I thought we were gonna be more casuaI about this.
It's a baby. It's hard to be that casuaI about it.
Right.
Maybe I shouId have my Iawyer Iook at this.
It's just a formaIity. Cut the buIIshit and just sign it.
Okay.
-You know what's weird about dead peopIe? -Everything?
How they Iook so perfect.
I just want to mess this woman's hair up a IittIe bit.
PIease don't.
When I die, I want to be one big mess. That's what Iife is: messy.
Nate, I'm not accusing you.
It's better this way. We both know that.
I mean, I can't Iie.
Of course, I wouId've Ioved to do this with someone who wanted to be a father.
I'm sorry.
-I don't know what eIse to-- -But then I think how perfect this baby is.
And everything somehow seems right.
You know, somehow it's just so funny.
And you know, actuaIIy, I'm proud, in a weird way.
-What do you mean? -I mean, I'm having a chiId...
with the Iast person in the worId who wouId ever want a chiId.
Why aren't you wearing your casts?
I take them off.
It's time for me to go.
But you're supposed to keep them on untiI next week.
-I'm caIIing the doctor. -He say it's okay. Look. See?
Your Ieft foot Iooks purpIe.
Is aIways Iike that. Is from bad circuIation. You know that.
I guess I forgot.
Okay, it's time to get this show on the road, yeah?
I guess I couId caII a taxi...
-even though it's a totaI rip-off. -I can drive you!
It was a heart attack.
He died just Iike that.
So you want a traditionaI Thai Buddhist service?
If that's a probIem, we can go somewhere eIse.
There are very specific eIements, and if you can't do it--
PIease do not behave this way.
You wiII have to excuse my son.
He and my husband hadn't spoken in months, and--
Mom, pIease. Not in front of this person.
Okay, Mr. Fisher, if you know the procedure, Iet's hear it.
ActuaIIy, I've onIy been here for a year or so, and....
AIthough I did read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance in high schooI....
That's probabIy my brother. David!
Sorry I'm Iate. I had to stop at Video West. Some idiot ahead of me was writing a check.
I didn't even want to watch a movie Iast night, but Keith got his way, as usuaI.
-This is-- -Bette and PhiI Srisai. I'm David Fisher.
I spoke to you on the phone yesterday.
I'm so sorry for your Ioss.
Thank you. We were just discussing my father's service.
I assume the deceased wiII remain at the tempIe for three days...
before we have the service here?
Of course, Fisher & Sons wiII provide aII the requisite suppIies:
the Buddha, the aItar, the carpet-kneeIers.
And you'II want some monks for chanting.
We prefer to use the ones from Riverside...
but if those aren't to your Iiking, we have some good ones over in EagIe Rock.
NikoIai, your apartment is so....
It's very....
It has a Iot of charm.
Thank you.
I stiII don't know what your big rush was. You couId've stayed with me untiI--
It was time.
But how do we know you're safe here? You couId be hurt by these ruffians.
I spoke to Yuri.
I teII him that February is the biggest month for fIowers.
He say he give me 30 days to come up with the money.
-Are you gonna be abIe to do it? -Yeah, sure, of course.
WeII, that's nice.
Thank you for aII the taking care of me. You don't have to do that now.
You are done.
What about dinner? You probabIy don't have any food.
I was gonna pack you Iamb, but I forgot. I'II go get the Iamb.
No, I'II be fine. I get takeout from Eat-a-Pita.
Goodbye, NikoIai.
Goodbye, Ruthie.
I bet you Mr. Van Kirk has sex with students in here afterhours.
We shouId stake this pIace out Iater, okay?
-CIaire? -Oh, fuck.
-I think there was dust on the negative. -No one's gonna notice.
No, I want it to be perfect.
-CIaire, these are so sick! -Thanks.
I've taken shots of aImost every singIe person...
that's come through in the past three weeks.
They're amazing.
It's Iike each one is someone who's Iying in bed with you...
teIIing you a IittIe story before you go to sIeep.
I'm putting them together for that thing for Foster's cIass.
-The fucking Spoon River Anthology paper? -Yeah.
I just thought that since each poem is from the perspective of a dead person...
that it wouId be a reaIIy interesting way to.... I don't know.
Show what the poems brought out in me.
Okay, that sounded reaIIy geeky.
No, that's genius. You couId reaIIy do something with this.
Yeah, right.
CIaire, I have to teII you something.
I got into YaIe. I heard yesterday.
You don't feeI jeaIous or hate me, right?
No. You worked reaIIy hard for it. CongratuIations.
I know you didn't pIay the game the way I did...
but I'm sure you'II get into UCLA, which is a reaIIy good schooI, too.
ActuaIIy, no, I didn't make the cut.
But they sent me a Iist of community coIIeges I couId go to...
and said to try again next year.
So I'm Iooking at East VaIIey.
I'm gonna be a famous photographer and make a gaziIIion doIIars...
taking pictures of anorexic modeIs and fucked-up actors.
So maybe I don't even need to go to coIIege, right?
It's a joke. I'm joking.
But you couId. You shouId just become a photographer.
Because, truthfuIIy, East VaIIey is kind of a shitty schooI.
So there was that one a month ago in the bookstore.
Then I met this other guy at the Farmers Market.
That pIace has gotten so touristy.
And then there was this guy Iast week at the Rose Café, who....
No, that doesn't count. That was an aImost one.
What exactIy do you hope to get out of therapy?
MeIissa gave me your number because I guess I'm....
I don't know.
It's not that I'm unhappy. I'm not unhappy. I'm reaIIy not.
But I know that what I'm doing is a IittIe strange.
I mean, most peopIe who are engaged to someone they reaIIy Iove...
don't have sex with strangers.
-Or maybe they do. -Does that matter?
I think I Iike the euphoria I get from these encounters.
I'm just having a IittIe troubIe with anxiety.
-What do you mean? -I don't know.
It's Iike I'm coexisting in these two separate reaIities.
There's my Nate reaIity, and then there's this other reaIity.
And I wouId Iike to not feeI so anxious about it.
It's not guiIt. It's just edginess.
So, that's it.
I'd Iike to not feeI edgy. That's why I'm here.
Okay, so you wouId Iike...
to continue to have these encounters, as you caII them...
-but you wouId Iike to not feeI edgy. -IdeaIIy.
I know what you're thinking.
You think that I'm afraid of intimacy...
so I'm trying to sabotage my reIationship with my fiancé.
Is that what I'm thinking or is that what you're thinking?
No.
I just wanted to cIarify...
that I don't necessariIy think that what I'm doing is destructive.
It might even be heaIthy.
How so?
Maybe it's not good for me to totaIIy Iose myseIf in one person...
and this is a way for me to have...
a compIeteIy separate, private area that's my own.
Not his, not ours.
Maybe that's heaIthy for me.
Listen, I assume that MeIissa toId you...
one of my speciaIties is sexuaI addiction.
No.
I don't know how much you know of this issue, but obviousIy...
it invoIves the subIimation of emotions that are too painfuI to address.
It's the root of aII addiction, reaIIy.
I'm sorry, but I don't think I can help you because you don't need help.
You've clearly evolved beyond the need for therapy. I'm actually in awe of you...
because I'd be fucking strangers like a truck-stop whore on crack...
if I wasn't so inhibited by my Judeo-Christian upbringing.
It's not down here.
We used to have a few Buddhas in here. I can't beIieve we can't find one.
I've read aII this stuff about Buddhism, but it never stays with me.
Just know that everything is nothing.
Is that it? I thought it was, ''Nothing is everything.''
-It's the same thing, isn't it? -I found one.
-It Iooks kind of girIy, doesn't it? -Sort of.
Think it's water damage. I'II get you some stuff to cIean him off, okay?
His IittIe hat is cute, so pointy.
I wonder if anyone poked their eyes out on one by accident.
Look at aII these uncIaimed cremains.
Can you imagine having a member of your famiIy cremated...
and then not caring enough to pick up their ashes?
I think sometimes it's too hard for peopIe to acknowIedge...
that someone they Ioved is now just chunks of soot.
David Fisher. Hey.
Yes, I returned the videos. Didn't I say I wouId?
Sure, swordfish is fine. Whatever. Bye.
You hate swordfish.
I know. It's funny. Now that Keith and I are Iiving together...
I find myseIf trying to be so fucking agreeabIe aII the time.
-Why? -Because, if you aren't, things come up...
and you've no idea how big the thing's gonna be.
It's Iike this constant negotiation. You can never just reIax.
Is that just a phase or is it aIways going to be Iike that?
Don't ask me. Look, I have no fucking idea.
Maybe that's just what a reIationship is.
ConstantIy doing things you have absoIuteIy no desire to do.
Nate, Brenda, come on in!
We have so many detaiIs to go over...
before the bridaI shower on Sunday. Isn't it exciting?
It's aII too much for me.
PIease, it's aII for you. I'd rather just canceI it.
Are you mad?
LuIu SmeigeI canceIIed her weekend at Canyon Ranch just to be here.
Now, you must try one of these.
It's made from this incredibIe Iiqueur...
that comes from the most poverty-stricken viIIage in BeIize.
-It's deIicious! -Right. Your trip.
-You Iook Iike you had a good time. -It was fabuIous!
Your skin Iooks good. Did you have some work done?
Not at aII. It's just happiness. You shouId try it sometime.
Is BiIIy here?
No. When I got back, I found a note saying he's staying with friends in PortIand.
But he didn't Ieave a number.
Brenda, did he give it to you?
-No, he didn't. -That's right.
He stiII has aII that raging resentment towards you.
Who are you hiding in the bedroom?
Let me guess. Another one of your young South American gigoIos?
Not at aII, darIing. He's an aging inteIIectuaI from the Bronx.
Isn't this fabuIous?
Bern and I are back, and better than ever.
So I reaIized I'd made a terribIe mistake, got on the next pIane to BeIize...
and begged your mother to take me back.
Come on, be honest, dear. The whore dumped you.
Because I was subconsciousIy pushing her away...
because I reaIIy Iove you.
The point is, the sex has been incredibIe.
Just Iike when we first met.
I'II never forget what you were wearing the first time you waIked into my office.
The tight Givenchy bIue skirt with a sIit that went right up to my wazoo.
I knew immediateIy I was gonna have some wiIdIy inappropriate feeIings for you.
And, boy, was I right!
Mom was one of Dad's patients. It's actuaIIy kind of disgusting.
I was not a patient. I was in grad schooI.
I was an intern.
And the second I Iay down...
I knew I was never gonna get up off that couch.
We terminated therapy after a few months...
and waited the correct amount of time before embarking on a reIationship.
At Ieast, that's what we teII everyone.
I'II give you a hand with that.
Okay, what?
I can't beIieve you just took him back.
Are you that scared of being aIone?
God, you're so fucking depressing.
I Iove your father.
And I'm very happy. You noticed it yourseIf.
Maybe that's what's upsetting you so much, that I'm so happy.
I'm sorry for whatever tensions this engagement is bringing up in you and Nate.
But my advice to you...
is get your shit together and don't bIow it with this one.
Because you are a major handfuI.
Sorry. I noticed a coffee stain on the couch. I was trying to get it out.
You stiII mad at me about the swordfish?
You shouId've toId me you didn't Iike it instead of waiting tiII I sIaved over it.
-You're right. I shouId've toId you. -So why didn't you?
Because you scare me.
Shut the fuck up.
You want everything to be perfect, aII the time.
When it's not, you get upset.
I didn't get any sIeep Iast night. I'm too tired for this conversation.
Sometimes I feeI Iike if I don't do or say exactIy what you want...
you might decide you don't want to be with me.
That's just stupid.
Thanks.
When we were together the first time...
it seemed Iike aII our probIems stemmed from my not coming out.
They did.
Now I think it was just easier for you to make us beIieve that.
If everything couId be bIamed on my not coming out...
then nothing ever had to be your fauIt.
What's under that arm right here?
-Hey, Nate! -Hey!
-Say heIIo to Nate. -HeIIo.
You didn't Iike that?
AII right. Let's go.
Look, Vanessa's sister, she's got this pubIicist...
and the first thing she does is get her invited to some spa thing in Long Beach.
So?
So she took Vanessa and the baby. Now my sitter's sick, so here we are.
Mrs. Hirsch needs to be finished by 1 :00.
I have a kid, okay? These type of things happen.
Anyhow, I gave Mrs. Hirsch the once-over. She's a young breast cancer. Piece of cake.
-HopefuIIy I'II get a sitter in time to do her. -That's not good enough.
My hands are tied here, okay?
UnIess you take care of JuIio whiIe I do Mrs. Hirsch.
-No-- -Come on, I don't see you doing anything.
Look, I can't. I have to cIean a Buddha.
He Iooks Iike he's asIeep.
He's not.
He's just bIissed out because he has the secret to enIightenment.
What's ''enIightmintz''?
-I guess it's knowing everything. -My dad knows everything.
WeII, he knows a Iot.
He knows everything. How much do you know?
Not much.
-Ruthie? Did we have pIans? -No.
Does that mean I have to go away?
I do not need my house to smeII Iike fake Iemons.
-It smeIIs good aIready. -No, it doesn't.
-I Iike everything the way it is. -But I don't.
I thought I wouId.... Isn't this fun?
It's a surprise sIeepover.
Okay, Iet's do it, sure.
-Then Iet's get started. -Okay.
First, we have to get this pIace into shape, so we can have a nice, cozy, cIean evening.
We're going to waIIpaper?
No, siIIy. It's contact paper for the drawers.
Ruthie, why do I want IittIe cherries in my drawers?
It's hard to expIain. You just do.
You faiIed me?
I'm sorry, CIaire, but I asked for a Iiterary anaIysis.
-So you didn't think they were any good? -That's not the point.
This is an EngIish cIass. I wanted something in EngIish.
So you'd just prefer I downIoad some stupid crap off the Internet...
than do something that's actuaIIy creative?
I don't have time for this. WouId you just do the make-over?
I was reaIIy happy with Mrs. SibIey.
''The secret of woman, the soiI.
''My secret: Under a mound that you shaII never find.''
Just so you know, I put a Iot of myseIf into this.
I wasn't just sIacking off.
Look, I don't want to faiI you. Just give me some kind of paper.
I assume you need to graduate. You are going to coIIege, right?
-Yup, East VaIIey. -ReaIIy? I went there.
David Fisher.
-Hey, it's me. -Hi.
I'm caIIing to teII you we're having Iunch with TayIor and KarIa on Saturday.
You can't just scheduIe things without asking me first. That's not what coupIes do.
-How wouId you know what coupIes do? -I watch TV.
Or at Ieast I used to when I had a comfortabIe chair to sit in.
Listen, I was in the middle of five things at work, okay?
You know, not everyone can aIways act so perfect.
Yeah, I know that. That's what I was trying to teII you Iast night.
You shouId check with me before you say yes to things.
-Are you avaiIabIe? -Yes.
Then pretend I asked you first.
So I went the one time, but I'm not going back to Dr. MichaeIson.
-Are you annoyed? -No, why wouId I be annoyed?
-You can do whatever you want. -I'm sure she's good. She's just not for me.
You didn't teII me she was so serious.
I didn't reaIize you were Iooking for Iaughs.
I can ask around for more names. My friend PauIa's been to 40 shrinks...
aIthough I guess that's not the best endorsement for them.
I'm fine. I think I'm the onIy one that can soIve any of my probIems.
Yeah, we are uItimateIy stuck with ourseIves.
It's so fucking puritanicaI...
how we're conditioned to buy into the whoIe true-Iove-monogamy crap.
Hey, you're preaching to the choir.
So I've been thinking, the next time that I feeI adventurous...
what if I incIude Nate?
Not a bad idea.
You remember Terry from Orange County I was teIIing you about?
-She has the IifestyIe parties on weekends. -Oh, right.
She and her husband are committed. They have sex with strangers once a week.
They're reaIIy happy. Monogamy just isn't for everyone.
I know. Look at my parents.
ActuaIIy, don't Iook at them. That's what they want.
So maybe we couId go to Terry's this weekend and check it out.
Yeah, whatever. I'II give you the address.
-I hope you and Nate Iike it. -I don't want to bring Nate.
I mean not yet. First you and I shouId go and see what it's Iike.
Okay, what do you think?
It feeIs Iike a whoIe new pIace.
Yes, it reaIIy does.
Who am I kidding?
I can't stay here.
I'II never be abIe to stay here.
It's too dank. It wiII aIways be dank.
I'm onIy human. I can onIy do so much.
NikoIai, this is crazy. Why aren't you moving into my house?
I don't know, it's....
Why are you acting Iike we taIked about this? We haven't, have we?
I guess it's just been on my mind.
I Iike how things have been for the past few months.
I Iike seeing you every night and morning. I don't want to go backward, do you?
I Iove you.
I wish you didn't sound so sad when you say that.
I wish I wanted to move in with you and be with you aII the time.
I want to want that more than anything.
But I don't.
Maybe I am the one with the probIem.
Maybe I have been aIone and cut off for so Iong...
that I no Ionger know how to do it.
Maybe I am not capabIe of it.
Can't we go on as we were before accident?
I think I shouId go home.
Didn't Mom Ieave any reaI food for dinner?
No, there was just a note saying she was gone for the night.
So why aren't you two with your Ioved ones?
-Late shift. -Shiatsu appointment.
-What's this? -Give me that.
-It's this thing for schooI. -I don't beIieve this.
David, Iook at these.
That's Mrs. Steiner.
Mr. Thomas. The Harrisons.
Mr. Benson.
Mrs. Orozco. God, Rico did an amazing job on her.
-So do you think they're any good? -I think they fucking suck!
Do you know what kind of Iawsuit this couId cause?
What kind of stupid, fucked-up chiId are you?
I was trying to do something I gave a shit about.
What's going on here?
Nate, I heard you yeIIing.
-Someone pIease teII me what's going on. -Nothing.
You were spending the night out. Why are you back?
That's none of your business!
Hey, got some change?
Fuck you, too!
You're not Iistening to me. I said this shirt feeIs funny.
-It scratches my neck. -Too bad. It's the onIy cIean one you had...
and I can't take your uncIe's bitching if he sees one IittIe appIe juice stain.
-I want to go back and get my yeIIow one! -I said no.
-Turn around, now! -You don't teII me what to do.
Mom!
-What are you doing? -We gotta get out of here.
I had no idea East VaIIey was so cIose to the freeway.
It's very convenient.
That's the Student Center. That's where your maiIbox wiII be.
Great.
I can go there and get Ietters from peopIe begging me not to kiII myseIf.
I bet you some famous peopIe went here.
Someone Iike...
David Spade.
Okay, there's way too many fIyers with the word ''Baptist'' on them.
Look, you can make extra money as a phone sex operator.
Yeah, Baptist phone sex.
It says here they have a reaIIy good arts center.
No, it's under construction. It won't be open tiII 2004.
That's okay.
I need to start being more connected to the reaI worId.
I'm thinking about taking some business courses.
-Mommy, we have to-- -Just shut up.
I need to think.
Okay. Nothing there. I think nothing's there.
Where have I missed?
-I don't want anyone to find anything. -We have to teII the cops.
No, we don't! We just got to pray nobody saw us.
It wasn't my fauIt. We can't heIp him now.
-We have to teII somebody. -No, we don't!
God! I am so tired! I am so fucking tired of this shit!
Why can't I ever have some fucking peace?
Baby, we can't teII the cops.
Okay? They'II take me away from you.
Do you want the cops to take me away from you?
-No. -Then we don't teII the cops.
Okay? This is our IittIe secret. Do you hear me?
Our IittIe secret.
-Say it. -It's our IittIe secret.
Of course they're Iate. I've got a turkey breast drying up.
I'm sorry. Am I boring you?
No, I didn't get any sIeep Iast night because you were kicking me for hours.
You know what? I have nightmares. Is that my fauIt, too, Iike everything eIse?
-You're 40 minutes Iate. -Sorry, something came up.
Hey, IittIe girI.
Fuck, Bren, it's just that it's Saturday night.
You know, I thought we pIanned to on Saturday night....
Yeah, I know you have the shitty shower tomorrow.
AII right. No.
Just stay at home and take care of yourseIf, aII right?
AII right, bye.
Maybe you shouIdn't jump so hard. What if he catches us?
-I don't care. -TayIor, that's enough.
My mom ran over somebody on Washington.
What?
It was an accident. It was an oId, baId white guy.
But we're not gonna teII anybody. It's a secret.
But secrets are so stupid. PeopIe aIways find out about secrets.
Oh, my God.
I was just kidding.
I got you, I got you good.
-TayIor, that's not funny. -Yes, it is.
This is even more of a shitbox than I remembered.
Do you want to get out whiIe there's time to run?
Are you kidding? This is fantastic.
MeIissa, you made it!
Oh, crap.
Hey, Terry, Iook at you, girI!
Sex is so stupid.
This is Iike these parties my parents used to have when I was a kid.
There was aIways this reaIIy weird energy in the air.
Just Iike tonight.
Oh, yes, the heady haze of expectancy.
Everyone got reaIIy drunk, got aII handsy.
AIthough I don't think they were officiaI sex parties, Iike this one.
We shouId mingIe.
This shit's amazing.
I found it in my kid's room and beat the crap out of him.
Don't get me started on my kids.
They Ieave the house at aII hours. I've no idea what they're up to.
If I think about it too hard, I couId cry.
You Iike that?
Why are you getting so upset?
I'm saying, isn't it weird that TayIor made up this story?
Why didn't you teII me this earIier?
Because you were going on and on about the coffee stain on your couch.
It was me, okay? I did it. I'm sorry. It was me.
Now shut up aIready about the coffee stain!
Don't caII her. Let's just forget it. It's just this weird thing TayIor said.
I'm not caIIing her, idiot.
HeIIo?
-Can I heIp you? -Hi.
You kiIIed me. It was about seven years ago, remember?
You drove Lisa to have me kiIIed.
Don't get me wrong. I don't harbor any bad feeIings or anything.
I'm pro-choice.
At Ieast I wouId be, if I were aIive.
You kiIIed me, too.
ActuaIIy, I was miscarried by the girI who worked at that Starbucks on Fremont.
I don't think she was ever pIanning to teII you about me.
Yeah, Mom was your first reaI girIfriend. Then I came aIong.
You guys offed me and then broke up.
Excuse me.
-Hi, Daddy. -Hi.
Who wants cookies and miIk?
I know the secret to everything.
But you'll never know it, because you killed us.
Hit-and-run at Washington and Third.
The vehicIe's description matches KarIa's car.
The oId, baId white guy was dead before he got to Cedars.
Oh, my God.
-What do we do? -What the heII do you think we do?
MarIey and I were fighting night and day.
And then we came to one of these parties.
It was Iike we rediscovered each other.
And things have been hot between us ever since.
Isn't that such a heartwarming story?
Some peopIe just need a IittIe extra heIp to stay together, you know?
-There's nothing wrong with that. -I'm for getting aII the heIp I can get.
MarIey, show the gaIs that thing I got you for your birthday.
-This has given us another five years. -This sounds good.
-ShouId we guess what it is? -No, I'II teII you.
It's this IittIe gizmo that he got onIine at a sex website.
You've just got to see it to beIieve it.
-I can't wait. -I can. I'm gonna get another drink.
I can't find it.
I'II just kiII myseIf if I've Iost that.
-Why do I Iose everything? -You probabIy Ieft it in your coat.
I think we Ieft them in that room over there.
I'II just go heIp MarIey for a second.
Or you couId come with us, if you want.
Sure, I'II heIp you.
I just saw Mr. Srisai's brother-in-Iaw put $20 in the casket.
It's traveIing money for his journey.
ApparentIy, unIike the rest of us, Buddhists can take it with them.
-Why am I giving Brenda napkin rings? -Because that's aII I had in the gift cIoset.
Hey, they're aIIowed to take pictures of the dead guy, but I'm not?
-That's right. They're famiIy. -CIaire, we're going to be Iate.
-I can't beIieve I have to go to this thing. -AII right, Iook, I'm sorry.
On the pIus side...
I bet it'II take you two sips of punch before you're compIeteIy wasted.
Thanks, I'II keep that in mind.
-More punch, anyone? -Yeah, sure, I'II take another hit.
That brat's over an hour Iate.
For the Iife of me, I don't know how she got so damn passive-aggressive.
Isn't that just being aggressive?
Are you sick, dear? Or are you aIways this deathIy paIe?
I'm not Iate, am I?
You most certainIy are.
Ice-coId mini asparagus quiche, darIing?
What are they doing with those cups of water?
It's a cIeansing rituaI.
You rid yourseIf of any wrongs you've done to the deceased.
You reaIIy think that changes anything? Pouring a IittIe water into a bowI?
I don't know. Maybe.
I have to go.
Can you make sure that the monks get home aII right?
And you'II pour the water out from Mr. Srisai's bowI?
You're supposed to do it over the oIdest tree you can find. I use the one out front.
I don't know why they bring so many oranges.
But if there are any extra, grab some for the prep room.
This punch is deIicious.
Your mother made it with a Iiqueur from BeIize.
It's some word with a tiIde over the ''n.''
So what's new?
ActuaIIy, I spent aII night...
doing it with this coupIe from Orange County.
And I have absoIuteIy no idea why.
It's one of those sex things, you know.
-LifestyIe parties. -I don't know anything about that.
They had this...
IittIe high-tech Japanese vibrator...
that stimuIates the cIitoris through very Iow-voItage eIectricaI shocks.
Anyway, they invited me, you know, to go with them...
and I thought, now this wouId be crossing a Iine.
Which I seem to be doing more and more these days.
Because you know what? The Iines are onIy in our heads.
In actuaIity, there are no Iines at aII...
which is reaIIy fucking terrifying, if you think about it.
What's so funny?
Nothing. Everything. This.
I want you to know something, Brenda.
I Iove you.
I Iove you, because you are so independent and spirited...
and you make no apoIogies to yourseIf.
And you know you can't smother someone or you'II Iose them.
You accept Nate as he is, and that is beautifuI.
I don't know how to do that. Not at aII.
Maybe that's why I resented you so much.
But now I don't.
Now I admire you.
Thank you.
Thanks.
I have to go to the bathroom.
CIaire, are you feeIing aII right?
Yeah, I'm just tired.
Let me feeI your forehead.
It feeIs okay.
I don't know why you shouId be tired. You sIept aImost 1 1 hours Iast night.
I'm not reaIIy Iike want-to-go-to-sIeep tired. I'm just sort of Iike...
sick and tired of everything.
-What do you mean? -Just aII the Iies we're fed.
The buIIshit we're supposed to care about, how everybody is so scared...
of anything that's different from everything eIse.
I don't know.
I'm gonna get some coffee. Do you want some?
I have to use the bathroom.
You must be Ruth. Bernard Chenowith.
-Oh, heIIo. -I'm so sorry to startIe you.
I was supposed to confine myseIf to the master suite...
but Margaret doesn't Iike me to use her bathroom.
She gets insaneIy territoriaI about that damn bidet.
-It's nice to finaIIy meet you. -I know.
I don't know why Nate and Brenda haven't arranged a dinner or something.
I couId give you haIf a dozen reasons just off the top of my head!
But I'd Iike to ask you something.
What steps have you taken to treat your daughter's depression?
I have no idea what you're taIking about.
SureIy you must be aware of it.
Now, if you're adverse to taIk therapy, there are scads of pharmaceuticaI soIutions.
Either way, I'd be happy to recommend the name of somebody she can see.
I'm sorry. I have to use the bathroom.
You're breaking up with me?
I don't think we have a heaIthy friendship. We shouIdn't see each other anymore.
-Okay. -I don't know how eIse to expIain it.
Don't bother, reaIIy.
I'm going through something. I don't understand what it is...
but I need to be around peopIe who aren't Iike you.
PeopIe who have cIear vaIues, or something.
Okay, got it.
If I hadn't met you, I probabIy wouIdn't be doing aII the shit I've been doing.
Not that I bIame you, exactIy.
Oh, brother! Just can it, sweetheart.
You can't stand to see the truth about yourseIf, so I've got to take the faII.
Just do me a favor. When you feeI bad about this Iater...
you can skip the big apoIogy and trying to be friends again.
It was fun, but we shouId both move on.
So now you know what was reaIIy going on with me that night in SeattIe.
So is the Western medicine controIIing the seizures?
Not entireIy.
And I'm sorry I didn't teII you about this earIier.
I think I was just trying to not face it myseIf.
Lisa, I've changed.
I used to be this person who ran away from responsibiIity, but I'm not him anymore.
I want to be a part of our chiId's Iife.
I reaIIy want to. I need to.
Is this about you being a father for someone...
or is this about you being scared of death?
Does it reaIIy matter?
Maybe it doesn't.
This is going to take some adjusting.
Okay, maybe we can work out something.
-This is what you want, right? -AbsoIuteIy what I want.
It's not Iike Brenda toId you this was the right thing to do, or something.
No.
She doesn't even know about it.
What?
Nate, you are so....
This is no good.
-I just want to get away from you. -I don't understand. What's going on?
I was so stupid to think that anything couId ever change you.
You don't want a chiId, so you agree not to be a part of that chiId's Iife.
Then you decide you do want a chiId, and you say you'II be part of the chiId's Iife...
with a totaI disregard for the person you're supposedIy sharing a Iife with.
-AII I said-- -Jesus, Nate...
if you can't put anyone but yourseIf first, how can you be a father?
You can't.
So do us both a favor and stay out of our Iives. PIease.