Brotherly Lies (2022) - full transcript

(gentle music)

(computer keys clicking)

- [Kenny] Okay, so I

just add account, right?

- [Harry] Yeah, just

hit the little plus sign

in the upper corner there.

- Now this is where I get into

trouble. Configure settings?

- It's not a scary

thing at all, I promise.

Just click on the other

open tab where we found

that server name, good.

Now copy that.

(keys clicking)

- This one?

- Yeah, now just paste

that in the server name

on the other page here.

And enter your username and password.

(keys clicking)

Now just hit import.

And, voila.

- Harry, you're a lifesaver.

I can never get these damn email settings.

- Oh, sure you could.

There's plenty of videos online that would

walk you through it.

- It's not the same, and by

the time I would have figured

it out, there'd be another software update

and then I'd have to start all over again.

- My dear Kenny, you

should know by now that all

of life's questions have been

answered in YouTube videos.

You do not need people

like me around anymore.

- YouTube would have

taken me at least an hour.

With you, it took minutes.

I think that's incredibly valuable.

- I should get going.

- No, it's so early.

I mean, what do you have

to do at your place?

- Nothing special, I guess.

- Exactly, I mean, how much

Farmville can you play in a day?

(soft jazz music)

- My brother is just...

- Lex.

- No. This is ridiculous.

He's pretending to be

Shane's friend so he could

Hollywood hustle him into

writing that miniseries

about his stupid life.

- He's not gonna be here much longer.

Couple more days and he leaves.

- That's what you said last

week, but he's still here.

Look at this.

He turned the AC on even though

it isn't even hot inside.

No wonder I'm getting headaches.

The barometric pressure in

here is all over the place.

- Stomping around with a negative attitude

isn't gonna make the time go faster.

- Whenever I ask Shane to go

see a movie or go for a hike,

he's busy writing a screenplay.

But of course he's got plenty of time

to lounge around the pool with him.

- So is that when you

auditioned for "Jurassic World"?

- I didn't audition for "Jurassic World."

I turned down the part when

I asked for script rewrites.

I refused to sully my brand

with substandard writing.

Lex, I invited Ed and

Bev to come over tonight.

Thought we'd have a little party.

- Fine, but Shane and I won't be here.

- We won't?

- We're going to see the silent

Warhol film retrospective downtown.

- Why didn't you say something?

- I did.

- That's okay. Lex and I

can see them another night.

- Whatever.

It's only playing there tonight, though.

- What was I saying?

- You were telling Shane how we met.

- Ah, it was like an '80s sitcom.

We were both reaching for the last package

of gluten-free pasta at Whole Foods.

- It was a hard-fought

battle, but in the end,

the rigatoni was mine.

- Only on the condition she

was to have dinner with me,

even though I didn't know a thing

about the Office of Foreign Missions.

- What did you talk about over dinner?

- Talk?

By the time he was grating the Parmesan,

I had my tongue in his ear.

- I still see it as a

sign from the universe

that we stop in to visit Lex

and he has a screenwriter

renting the guesthouse.

- Well I'm trying to write.

I'm mostly flailing, though.

- There is a lot of

interest in my life story

to be adapted into a miniseries.

Could even lead to a bidding

war with the studios.

- Do studios still have bidding wars?

- Of course they do,

if the material's good,

bulletproof good.

- [Shane] That's very true.

Lord knows you have plenty of stories.

- Some of them are even true.

- Okay then. Off the record.

Did you really go skinny dipping with, uh,

what was her name, the

right-wing congresswoman,

just so you could tip off the

press to take photos of it?

- What a memory that was.

Calistoga Hot Springs, one of

my favorite places on Earth.

It's where Laura and I were headed

when I decided to drop in on Lex.

I haven't seen him since he,

you know, took the pills.

God, that was

six, eight months ago?

I had no idea what Lex would do for love,

or the lack of it.

I don't know.

I guess if you never had

something, then you experience it,

and it's taken away...

Is it

that hard being gay these days?

- Now you're gripping

the cue way too tight.

Try and relax it a little bit.

- But now it feels like a wet noodle.

- Well just try and keep a

smooth motion with it then.

But don't take your eye of it.

- Kenny, this is good.

Darren thinks he can get

me an offer on the house.

- Really? That's great.

- It's below my asking, but

after everything's paid off

there should still be enough to put

a down payment on a condo in LA.

- Lower than asking.

I mean, I could get your

asking price for my place,

and it's half the land you've got.

- Can't afford to be picky in this market.

Just happy someone's interested.

- I would hate to see you

just give the place away.

I mean, I can lend you what you need.

- No, Harry. Thank you, though.

You know you've been so

good to me through all this.

But I have to try and get my own life.

- Back to LA? What will you do there?

- Well, I don't know.

I maybe get back into acting,

or voice-over work.

Or sometimes I even think

about going back to school,

to be a therapist, but

I don't know.

- Lex, did you get a chance to read those

new pages I emailed to you?

- I did.

They're wonderful.

- Eh, I don't know.

The more I think about

them, the more I hate them.

- You're wrong.

The story's vivid. It

makes me wanna read more.

- I just wanna start over, again.

- You can't delete everything you write.

No wonder you're running outta Xanax.

- It's just that I was

supposed to be finished by now.

Labor Day is next week.

I have to be back to work the day after.

(lid closing)

- You need to stop letting

my brother seduce you.

- I don't know.

His life could be a compelling

miniseries for sure.

- That's crap.

There's nothing compelling

about a superficial existence.

You know, he got into the

industry through our mother,

who married an abusive psychopath

that used to beat us up all the time.

You think that's original?

Was it the shooting?

Trust me, that wasn't

compelling. It was pathetic.

It's a CSI episode at best.

- Maybe it's that he came

through the other side.

He's a survivor.

The screenplay I'm writing

is about surviving.

- Nice that he can get on with this life,

but I got stuck with the nightmares.

- Excuse me, um, David was

just gonna jump in the pool,

and I was wondering where

I could find the towels.

- Sure. Fresh out the dryer.

- Thanks.

David had a lot of trauma

over that awful event.

He doesn't show it, but

anyway, thanks.

- Hearing loss in his

left ear from the gunshot.

Noise trauma, poor guy.

- The only point I was trying to make,

believe me, I didn't want to upset you,

is that some people are survivors,

and others get crushed

by life's tragedies,

and this is simply one of

the cruelties of living.

- I get that.

And in your screenplay,

you develop that idea

with depth and insight,

which makes it moving.

But the story of a

14-year-old boy who kills

his stepfather is sleazy.

The trial was sleazy, and

the lawyers were sleazy.

And my brother was totally disconnected

from what I was going through.

- I'm sorry. Really, I, I should...

- I'm sorry. It just hit a nerve.

I'll get you my notes on

those pages. And they're good.

I'm not gonna let you delete them.

(soft jazz music)

- I didn't know you were a pool player.

- It's all a ruse to hustle Harry here.

- Did you ever get a chance to listen

to that Spotify playlist I sent you?

- Yeah, yeah, I did. I loved it.

I listen to it all the time.

Just last night in fact.

- Did I hear you say your

screenplay was about survival?

- Yeah, I mean it is in the

metaphorical sense, I guess.

But really it's about, you

know, it's about everything.

- [Harry] Oh, so it's

Wikipedia in script form.

- I'm gonna read Lex's feedback

and get some work done.

- Harry, you're a better man than that.

- [Harry] We don't need

another story about survivors.

We have 40 seasons of

that damn reality series.

- Lex says he's talented.

- Well, if he's the next William Goldman,

why doesn't he have an agent?

What's he doing wasting his

time up here in Silicon Valley?

It's because writing 10-second quips

for social media sites

is more within his grasp.

- I don't get it.

You are the sweetest man in

the world, and you can't bring

yourself to say one

nice thing about Shane?

- Oh, he's okay. I don't

mean to say he's a bad guy.

It's just...

Just burns me that Lex gets

so wooed by his mediocrity.

Shane hasn't done a thing

to earn Lex's adoring gaze.

- Careful, you're sounding jealous.

- Oh, what's the difference?

Lex seems determined to move away anyhow.

- I thought that might be bothering you.

- I'm glad you didn't

see him at the beginning

of the year when he first came up.

He was in such a bad way.

Needed someone to take care of him.

That's how I remember it anyway.

- He's still fragile.

- All those long afternoons

together, cold evenings,

hot chocolate, Netflix.

I really loved watching him gain strength

and begin to enjoy things

more, even the little things.

I remember one night we

went to the movies and

I dropped Lex off and went

home and I was getting ready

for bed, and I realized that I missed him.

I mean, I couldn't wait to

see him the next day and

that's when I knew I never

wanted him to leave here.

- Oh, Harry.

- I never said anything to him, I promise.

I mean, he'd just been

through an awful time

and wasn't really over it and

I didn't think it was wise to let him know

that someone had become dependent on him.

I didn't wa...

I didn't wanna say anything

that would frighten

or confuse him, I mean, my God,

I'm old enough to be his father.

And I never saw myself as the daddy type.

So I just hedged and procrastinated

and obsessed over him.

Trying to find the right

time to tell him how I felt.

And I was really getting close,

when suddenly he's head over heels in love

with his handsome, sensitive,

younger,

tenant.

Who's taken up residence in Lex's heart

in addition to his guesthouse.

- I could see how having

Shane here for the past six

or seven weeks, just the two of them,

even though he's in the guesthouse,

how he could fall hard for him.

- Never thought I could feel

this way after Robert died.

- [Shane] Kenny, your phone's

ringing. It's your husband.

(Kenny sighing)

(crickets chirping)

- Lex has changed towards me.

He used to look up to me.

Playing out scenes from famous movies,

his Gloria Swanson to my William Holden.

Told me I was the best big brother ever.

Now he's just so, angry.

What do you think?

Justin Timberlake? Pierce Brosnan?

- Brosnan. Keep it classy tonight.

- You're the boss.

- Oh.

I'll be your wife, but not your boss.

Or your mother.

(lips smacking)

- Man, am I lucky I let

you have that pasta.

You are the only woman

I ever met that I just

knew, knew I was going to marry.

- What about all those

models and actresses?

- Nothing. Just nothing.

I can prove it, because when they wanted

to get married, I said no.

- You are so full of shit.

- I'm serious. Ask my manager.

- Doesn't matter.

I still feel like the lucky one.

- Now who's full of shit?

David Frasier is a brand

that's disintegrating.

The acting offers are drying

up. Debts aren't getting paid.

- Uh-uh, uh-uh, I told you.

The whole is greater than

the sum of the parts.

- Thank you.

Maryann Williamson.

- Oh, sorry.

- No, come in. It's fine.

- [Lex] You were looking for this jacket?

- [David] Yeah.

Decided on a different look, though,

so I don't think I'll wear it.

You put it on.

That's a cool jacket.

Oh, looks good on you. Where'd you get it?

- You gave it to me, remember?

- I did? Damn, I've got good taste.

- I think David looks so handsome

channeling Pierce Brosnan.

- He looks great, always does.

- Try and have some fun tonight.

You've been living like

a hermit for months.

- I haven't been a hermit.

I leave the house.

- Oh yeah, Warhol Silent Film

Festival, a thrill a minute.

I just want you to think

of tonight as a chance to

put the past behind you.

What's done is done, right?

- It's easy to say.

- This will be more fun than

going to the movies with Shane.

Is he a good screenwriter?

Seriously, could he write the miniseries?

- Jesus, the miniseries.

- I've been offered good money for it,

which indirectly means

you're in for a taste too

if you play along.

- Here we go.

Shane's trying to write

a serious movie script.

You shouldn't be distracting him.

- I'm not.

He's the one who's always

asking me questions.

- I don't think you should

make your life story public.

- Why? I'm not ashamed of my life.

- It'll be done tastefully,

and David's not lying about the offers.

- Then he should find

someone else to write it.

And please, leave me and Mom out of it.

- I can't leave you out of it.

That's the part all the studios

are going to be interested in.

- Well, you're exploiting

in me in an ugly situation

just to keep what's left

of your career going.

- Jesus, you've become

such a drama queen lately.

You're in charge of your life, not me.

Take it by the horns.

Make something happen.

- I'm sorry, not everyone's as energetic

and enlightened as you are.

- David's done a lot of work on himself.

- You were such a promising kid.

Bright, creative.

You had my good looks.

I'd kill for your height.

And since being gay is a plus in Hollywood

these days, you could leverage it.

Gotta do something about all that.

And there are still

certain casting agents,

you could make abandon

their ethics, you know.

- Even if that was meant as a compliment,

I don't exactly feel ready

for prime time these days.

- Shane thinks you're adorable.

And he's right.

- No.

Really?

- Oh yeah, always complimenting you.

- He's just being polite.

- No, I've heard him over

the last couple of days.

Said your notes have

been, incredibly helpful.

Where you going?

- I'm going to make

sure the hors-d'oeuvres

are put together.

- [David] Nothing too weird, okay?

- No weirder than us.

(door closing)

- You're really into Shane, aren't you?

- I don't know.

Yeah, I guess I am.

- Well, just, play cool with him.

Don't let your desperation show.

- I don't think I have.

Wait, you think I'm being desperate?

- I just remember with the last boyfriend

where you constantly texted

him, sent him little gifts.

- That's a total exaggeration.

- I don't think Stephen would

have ghosted you so quickly

if he hadn't felt so, smothered.

It was pretty obvious.

- His name was Scott.

You were never around, so

you don't know what happened.

- Don't get so defensive.

Just basing it on the time

I saw you two together,

and I'm not saying anything different

than all those high-priced

psychiatrists have said.

When it comes to guys, you

probably self-sabotage,

trip over your own feet, you know?

- I probably am.

- Oh man.

Look at me.

40 years old, and might as well be 400

as far as the studios are concerned.

When I was younger, times were good.

The offers I could turn

down, the phone calls

I could ignore, all the agents wanting me.

I couldn't tell you

when the hustle started

to get so, tough.

When you know you still

have passion and ability,

and you have to work so hard to get anyone

to give two shits about you.

Sometimes I look at my face in the mirror

and I can't help noticing that something's

(sighs) missing.

Then I start to really sweat thinking it's

my

Future.

You're my younger brother and that's,

that's why I bust your balls about getting

your shit together

while there's still time

for you to make a life for yourself.

(bird calling)

(crickets chirping)

(Kenny sighing)

(storm brewing)

(phone clicking)

(phone pinging)

- Hey ya.

- Hey.

- I didn't mean to interrupt.

- No, it's nothing.

- I guess I'm early.

- Ed and Bev aren't here yet.

- You look good at

least. I love that shirt.

- Oh, well, my husband hates it.

- Well I respectfully disagree with him.

- Normally, you can see

a ton of stars from here.

It's getting cloudy, though.

I wonder if it'll rain.

- That's fine by me. It

might cool things off.

- Let's hope.

(thunder cracking)

Wow, that's really thundering.

- It's nothing to be scared of.

- No, it's just unsettling.

- Well, you look great at least,

and I said that already, I'm so sorry.

- It's okay. I thanked you already.

(flames crackling)

- You know, I...

- Kenny, I...

- Oh, no I'm sorry.

- No, no, please go ahead.

- You looked like you were gonna...

- No, it's nothing.

(thunder cracking)

Sounds like it's getting closer.

- It does.

(flames crackling)

- So, who's the, um, influencer?

- The influencer?

Wow, how'd you know that?

Did we talk about that?

- I remember you said it might be

the title of your screenplay.

- No, it's just a working title really.

- Oh, I'm sorry. I thought...

- No, you're right.

That's the current title.

The influencer was my dad.

He was a mortgage broker

who lost everything

in the Great Recession.

He had to do all kinds of

things to keep us going.

- Like, what?

- Oh, like, he assembled products at home

and he sold them through Amazon.

He even played poker in Reno casinos

when money got really scarce.

- Sounds like an amazing guy.

- Yeah.

He was.

- Makes sense about what you said earlier,

being a survivor.

- Kenny, this summer went by too fast.

I mean, I know everything is fast now, but

I just, I was so excited

to finish this screenplay.

And between you and me, I

have made no progress on it.

- Is this the first time you've tried

to write a screenplay?

- No, I've written some spec

treatments for a few producers.

Published a few short stories.

Nothing very good, really.

I'd love to be able to

do it full time, but

that just seems like a pipe dream.

I get so distracted.

Other obligations, you know.

You don't wanna hear about all that.

It's draining.

- That's okay. Really I...

You know, Lex showed me

some of the short stories

that you wrote and, I loved them.

They were wonderful.

(soft jazz music)

- It's weird. I've wanted to talk to you.

You know.

Really talk with you.

But, I think this is the

first time we've been alone.

- Nope. We spent that

afternoon together, remember?

- Oh, when I ran into you

at the farmers market?

Wasn't exactly private.

You can't count that.

- It was just you and me.

We walked around a whole

afternoon together.

You didn't say anything.

- No, didn't, did I?

I was babbling about metaphor and satire,

all the pretentious writer cliches, huh?

I felt awkward.

- Didn't, didn't show.

- Huh.

At least it inspired me to put together

that Spotify playlist for you,

so the day wasn't a total loss.

- It's interesting because

I used to be totally in love

with this guy that just

idolized '90s modern rock.

It was a few years ago in Amsterdam

when I was visiting for the first time.

He was a DJ at this club

called the Queen's Head

in, uh, Zieg, Zieg Sta, Zieg, whatever.

And he was, so sexy, I just

had to go and talk to him.

(chuckles) It was my luck, of course,

he didn't speak a word of English.

And so we spent the next couple of weeks

trying to make each other

understand how we felt.

It ended up not even mattering

that we only knew a few words.

- Was it worth it? Even for a few weeks?

(soft jazz music)

- Absolutely. I'd do it again.

- If you weren't married, of course.

(soft jazz music)

(door opening)

(storm brewing)

- Is that thunder I heard?

- Yes, still rattles me. I

don't care how harmless it is.

- We need the rain.

- We can have rain without thunder.

- Where is everybody?

- Do we count?

- So, how do I look? Nobody

say age-inappropriate.

- You look great.

- You look fine.

So, what time are the guests getting here?

- Any minute.

Let's get the outside lights

on and the pool lights.

Laura, the hors-doeuvres.

- Yep, coming up.

Where were you two earlier?

- Nothing, excuse me?

- You weren't out by the pool, were you?

That thunder's getting closer.

- [Shane] Ooh.

- Won't catch me out there tonight.

(footsteps fading)

(footsteps approaching)

- You guys, uh,

feeling adventurous?

Just some low-grade MDMA.

I took two.

Probably the last time I can let it fly

since I'm getting married.

Thought I'd offer it

to you guys and Harry.

- Well I mean it's been a while.

But what the hell?

- Uh, among friends, right?

- Let's party.

- [Laura] We should turn on some music.

- Good idea.

Where?

Ah, okay.

Darling, would you play DJ this evening?

- Oh, I don't know how

these smart houses work.

- If you can negotiate trade tariffs

with the Federated States of Micronesia,

you can figure out a Spotify playlist.

(storm brewing)

Have you thought about

writing my miniseries?

- It deserves better than me.

You know, the money people would never let

a fledgling screenwriter tackle it anyway.

- That's a lame excuse.

Come on. Be honest.

You think my life is superficial.

- What makes you say that?

- Lex told me.

Said you think it's

trivial and beneath you.

- I never said that.

- David, it doesn't seem to be playing.

- Duty calls.

(cork popping)

(wine pouring)

- You know, we should probably keep away

from this with the MDMA.

- Oh, yeah, it's just

for appearances really.

- I, uh, I had

so many things that I wanted to

talk to you about.

- Well, it's, you know,

there's people here

and there's people coming

over and there's...

- I don't mean to be pushy.

- I know.

- You know, I just wish that you'd spent

the entire summer here.

- Yeah, there was no

way. I had obligations.

- [David] What song is this? It's great.

- It's "Slip Away" by Lost Fun.

Okay, be honest.

I mean, I made a complete

fool out of myself, didn't I?

- No, you didn't.

- I don't know.

I felt like I was just

desperately trying to impress you

with literary shiny objects.

- Honestly, I...

Honestly, I thought you were so sweet.

You reminded me of Axel,

the guy from Amsterdam.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Well that makes my night.

The MDMA hasn't even kicked in yet,

and that makes my night.

- [David] What year was this album from?

- 1994.

It's just, I felt so stupid

this entire time because,

you know, I was very

struck by you, right off.

- [David] I love '90s music.

Is there any Green Day

or No Doubt on here?

- Not on that iPad.

Now I don't want you to

freak out when I say this.

- No.

I won't.

- But I just think you are incredibly

attractive and wonderful.

- Shane, don't.

Please don't.

We have to stop this. I can't.

I'm feeling anxious already.

(knocking on door)

- [David] Ed and Bev have arrived.

(soft upbeat music)

(door opening)

(thunder cracking)

- [Laura] Well, hello, Harry.

- That thunder is sounding

foreboding out there.

- We thought it was Ed and

Bev because you knocked.

- Well, formalities die hard at my age.

- Can I get you a drink?

- Yeah, Scotch.

- [Lex] Hi, Harry, let me get your jacket.

- Thank you.

- Mm-hm.

- Ed and Bev must be running late.

I'll be right back.

- Look at this. Our old Ouija board.

- That's the analog version.

Download the app, then you can just text

any dead person you want.

- Try and spend some

time with Lex tonight.

Flirt with him. He's

got a big crush on you.

- Oh, I doubt that.

- Just show him some affection.

He could use the ego boost.

Do it as a favor to me.

- It doesn't have to be a favor.

I care about Lex.

- Lex, Shane was just telling

me how cute you look tonight.

- Oh please.

- Lex already knows that.

(phone ringing)

- It's Ed. Just a sec.

Yeah.

- Is he bothering you?

- No, I like his energy.

- I didn't know you

liked '90s modern rock.

- Well you like System of a Down.

- Yeah, but not to dance to.

- Ed and Bev aren't

coming. Bev has a migraine.

- Really? Maybe we can catch

the Warhol film series.

- We'd miss over half of it.

- I wouldn't mind.

- Consider ourselves lucky.

Ed and Bev have become total neurotics

since their Nexium group shut down.

(thunder cracking)

- [Laura] You didn't

have to kill the power

to avoid eating my hors-doeuvres.

- A.

(soft saxophone music)

M.

Y.

(soft saxophone music)

Amy.

I don't know anyone named Amy.

(soft saxophone music)

Oh, shit. Wait.

There was that Delta

flight attended I hooked up

with about five years ago.

(ice jiggling)

(soft saxophone music)

(game piece sliding)

Uno.

Okay.

Okay.

Huh, one more try.

(soft saxophone music)

Ah.

Mm.

(soft saxophone music)

(game piece sliding)

M.

(game piece sliding)

O.

(game piece sliding)

M.

Oh shit.

Mom.

Are you in this room?

Is your ghost in this room?

(soft saxophone music)

You were so cool to us.

And so caring.

(soft saxophone music)

You just had to go and marry

that sociopath after Dad died.

(soft saxophone music)

(ice jiggling)

(soft saxophone music)

Was the money that good?

(soft saxophone music)

Uh, money's no good if you

aren't around to enjoy it.

(soft saxophone music)

It was confusing.

(soft saxophone music)

Was dangerous.

(soft saxophone music)

Until it ended.

(soft saxophone music)

(crickets chirping)

- [Harry] Looks like the

thunder has moved on.

- [Lex] I hope so.

- Taking a psychotropic this evening

was in bad taste, wasn't it?

- You know I'd never judge you.

But this.

- Yeah (chuckles).

Please don't move away from here.

- I have to.

(soft music)

I should never do drugs at parties.

It's so, disorienting.

- How are you gonna drive home?

- The same way I always

do. Thinking about you.

(soft music)

- You know, all this time

we've spent together,

and I've never seen you high.

- No.

Although for a year after my husband died,

I was never sober.

Fortunately, at the tech

company I worked for,

it was hard to tell.

I'm gonna miss you so much.

- I'm gonna miss you too.

But we'll keep in touch.

Email, FaceTime.

- You know what I'm saying.

- Aw, Harry.

- I have to.

I mean, when you got that offer

to sell the house, I just,

I hate the idea of not spending those

winter evenings together anymore.

- I told you I was only

here to get better.

It was always temporary.

Never permanent.

- Yes, yes, you were

always clear about that.

- I'm being clear now.

I need you to believe me.

- Of course I believe you.

The age difference.

I know age isn't supposed

to matter anymore, but

is it awkward for you?

- It's not that.

(Lex sighing)

I'm in love with Shane.

Isn't that the most stupid thing?

Especially because I don't even think

I have a chance with him.

I used to.

And, I'm trying to keep

a positive attitude that,

maybe, it could still work out somehow.

(soft music)

Why Shane instead of you?

No reason worthy of you.

- How often I've wanted to touch you,

be intimate with you.

- Please, I can't.

- Especially now that

I've embarrassed us both.

- Don't say that.

You're a good man. You know that.

- Just not, good enough.

(soft music)

- I'm gonna make sure you

get home in one piece, okay?

(footsteps fading)

(balls colliding)

- I don't shoot pool

that well in the light,

let alone in the dark.

- The clouds have really cleared up.

The moon is so bright.

- It's bright, but not that bright.

- What are you saying, Laura?

- It's obvious Dr.

Feelgood, aka my fiance,

probably prescribed something to

enhance things?

- I'm sure I don't know

what you're talking about.

- No, of course not.

Things left unsaid seems to be

the theme for this gathering.

- I wouldn't bet on that.

- I'd be happy to lose

that bet. Believe me.

(soft jazz music)

- So tell me.

Is it true that you worked on the Iran

nuclear deal under Obama?

- (smirks) No.

Did David tell you that?

- Yeah.

- Not at all.

I privately briefed Secretary Kerry

on a small, unrelated

project around the same time.

But when he describes me to people,

I am the architect of the JCPA.

- So what branch of the State Department

are you involved with?

- Good question.

Depends on the day, I guess.

- I hope you're kidding.

- I wish I was.

Democracy keeps getting heavier to carry.

(soft jazz music)

- I can't imagine anything worse

than the collapse of democracy.

(soft jazz music)

Except for the A bomb.

- Oh, there's worse.

When the people who can

actually do something to save it

decide it's not worth the effort anymore,

they just collect and

horde their own resources

and ideas in preparation

for when it all collapses.

Full-on John Bolton stuff.

And I'm not just talking

about the United States.

I'm talking about the world.

Key people. Capable people.

They don't see government

structures are useful.

Imagine the Hoover Dam collapsing

and I'm getting paid

to put Band-Aids on it.

- You sure of all that?

When you look out onto that bright moon,

those millions of stars,

and none of it matters,

and it's all just darkness?

- I think it's just as

beautiful as you do.

And calming, and inspiring.

Maybe even a symbol of some greater truth.

Something bigger than all of us

that'll keep us functioning

as a human race.

(soft music)

But I can't ignore my

professional perspective.

And I can't just magically

think it all away.

My clear and logical mind

sees the world leaders

for who they really are.

An apathetic power elite

preparing to save themselves

while the rest of us consume ourselves.

(soft jazz music)

- We shouldn't have this conversation.

I have to sleep alone tonight.

- Well that's why I'm with David.

Even with all of his issues,

I'm lucky we found each other.

He's passionate, vital.

And he holds me while I sleep.

Keeps me from dreaming

about tariffs, sanctions,

dwindling resources.

(Laura sighing)

- Mom, I know this sounds

weird coming from me

since I was never one to talk about my

feelings.

Ever.

But I, uh

need some advice now.

(David sighing)

My brother hates me.

Your son, he

hates me,

and I

love him.

He's the

only family I have left,

and I want him to be,

happy.

And

he never got over the shooting.

Now I'm a

tough enough nut that

I can file and forget.

Can you make a sign if

you're hearing me, Mom?

I want him to forgive me, so if you could

talk to him, that'd be great, yeah.

You two were always so close.

He loved you so much.

Make a sign if you're hearing me.

Any sign.

- Between the music, the

moonlight and the MDMA,

it feels like we're in

some kind of exotic place.

- Yes, the MDMA is

stronger than I expected.

- Here.

You need to be drinking water.

- Thank you.

(soft music)

Shane, what are you doing?

- I've wanted to touch your face

since the first time we met.

(soft music)

- What do you expect from me?

- Just to listen.

(soft music)

We're going to be going in

different directions soon,

and I need to tell you...

- Shane.

You have to know that this isn't possible.

Lex is my best friend,

and he's crazy about you.

(soft music)

I can't do this to him.

(soft music)

Do you know how emotionally

attached he is to you?

- Yeah.

Of course I do.

(soft music)

I already feel guilty for

leading him on. I, I...

I didn't do anything on purpose.

(soft music)

I just wasn't thinking

about anyone except myself.

- Lex told me about all the

time you spent together.

All the

walks and the hikes.

That night at the lake under the stars.

He's told me about all that.

(soft music)

- I was very lonely.

I just wanted company after

my relationship ended.

(soft music)

I got insecure about finishing

this screenplay, and Lex,

Lex just kept me from panicking.

- Lex said it was the

best sex he ever had.

Congratulations.

- I didn't realize how vulnerable he was

until it was too late.

I know it's all my fault.

(soft music)

- Would you have gotten serious

about Lex if we hadn't met?

(soft music)

- I don't know.

Maybe.

(soft music)

When you feel empty inside,

anything is possible.

(soft music)

- Look, I'm married.

I'm trying to adopt a kid.

(soft music)

I have a life.

- I know, but is it the life you want?

I'm serious. You've been

flirting with me for weeks.

- Don't.

My husband is a good man.

He was a little suspicious as to why

I would wanna spend the

summer apart from him.

I don't think he bought the whole

Lex needs his best

friend's support excuse.

He's a software engineer

who thinks he can just solve every issue

by writing an algorithm.

(bird calling)

I keep my inner

source code behind a lotta firewalls

because if he saw what was written

what was programmed,

he'd be very critical.

He'd be very hurt.

I've just been going through

the motions of living,

and I don't know when that happened.

- Kenny.

- I want to respond.

You're saying all the right things,

but I need to just, run.

- No, don't run.

- I have to run. It's all I can do.

I knew you were into me. Of course I did.

That's why I avoided being alone with you

because I felt so guilty.

- Let me kiss you.

- I can't.

We can't.

Because it'll be a ticking

bomb waiting to go off.

There's just no way.

(soft piano music)

- [Shane] Well, it's

time for me to pass out.

I'm sorry about the Warhol films.

- I'd pour you some lukewarm

coffee if I thought it'd help.

- It wouldn't, and I'd rather stay

altered.

(soft jazz music)

Yeah, on second thought, I'll

take that lukewarm coffee.

Man, I have to work tomorrow.

- You've been in a weird mood tonight.

(soft jazz music)

- Did you know that there's

an apathetic power elite,

preparing to save themselves,

while we consume ourselves?

(soft jazz music)

- Shane.

What happened to us?

- What do you mean?

- You know,

we were getting so close.

All that time we spent

together. The night at the lake.

Did I read too much into all that?

(soft jazz music)

- You might have.

I just can't get involved right now.

And I'm still rebounding

from my last relationship.

My life and my work are still a mess.

And I'm hardly a catch right now.

- How, how can I help?

- Lex, these are my problems.

I don't wanna go dragging you into them.

You got it so good right now.

It's time you start creating your future.

- I know. I know.

You're right.

It's just, I've been having these dreams

that when we're both in

LA, that we could...

We see things the same

way on so many subjects.

That's rare and special, and...

(Lex sighing)

I'm sorry.

I'm exhausted.

Don't even know what I'm saying anymore.

- You know,

the funny thing is,

I'm probably gonna up end

calling you at 3:00 AM

from Mulholland Drive so

that you can talk me down

from jumping off the Hollywood sign.

(lights buzzing)

(David groaning)

(David sighing)

- [Laura] Going to be able to sleep?

- Oh yeah. Been here before.

- You know you can be

honest with me, right?

- Where did that come from?

- If we're going to be married,

we should be able to

tell each other things.

- Of course.

Why would you think otherwise?

- I already live with too

much deception at my job.

I won't have it in my marriage.

- I told you all about the shooting.

- Yeah?

- I don't like that tone.

- Everything you've told me,

I could have read in the press coverage.

- There was nothing more to tell.

- The studio developing the miniseries

seems to think otherwise.

(David scoffing)

- Hey, can I give you

a hand with anything?

- No, I'm good.

So, I had a talk with Shane.

And he doesn't want a

relationship right now,

which is totally understandable.

He's got a lotta issues to work out,

like most of us, I guess.

But, maybe things can be

different down the road, you know?

I'm just happy things

are out in the open now.

I do feel better.

We'll both be in LA.

Anything could happen, right?

(soft music)

(phone buzzing)

What the hell is that?

(phone buzzing)

(phone buzzing)

(soft music)

(phone pinging)

(vehicle passing)

- I just told you.

The power was out, the WiFi was out,

and there's no reception up here.

I know.

(soft jazz music)

I'm not sure.

I might go to LA and

help Lex get organized.

I can't talk about that right now.

Okay, it's late and I'm tired and...

(soft jazz music)

I'll call you tomorrow, okay?

(soft jazz music)

Get some sleep.

(soft jazz music)

Good night.

(soft jazz music)

(gasps) Jesus, you scared me.

- [Shane] I heard your voice.

(soft jazz music)

- Shane, people are still awake.

- Kenny, I'm in love with you.

I have been since that first day.

- Shane.

- We could be alone, you know.

- We can't spend the

night in the guesthouse.

- It doesn't have to be the whole night.

But we can share some of it together.

(soft jazz music)

- If this means anything to you,

I really want to, but...

(soft jazz music)

(footsteps approaching)

(soft jazz music)

(light upbeat music)

- All right, so taking a

look at the roof, looks good.

Should hold up for at

least another 15 years.

- So the roof passed?

- Home inspections

aren't a pass or a fail.

You know, my job here is

to find structural defects,

identify any potential safety

issues, that kinda thing.

When did you get the offer on the place?

- Oh, uh, I don't have

an official offer yet,

but I have someone interested,

so I'm just trying to...

- Get in front of any issues, yeah.

- Right.

- No, that's smart. You want

the purchase to go smoothly.

- Yeah, I just really

need it to go through,

so thank you for fitting

me in on short notice.

- Sure, sure, no problem.

Um, taking a look at

the foundation as well,

and you're good on the termites,

meaning you don't have any.

Is David Frazier your brother?

- Yes.

- Yeah, he was really good

in that television show.

(faucet running)

Okay, so I still need to check out

the master bedroom and bathroom.

- Oh, well, my brother's

still sleeping in there.

- Really?

- Yeah, he can be a bit of a late sleeper,

but he should be up soon.

- All right, um.

I could check out the guesthouse,

make sure that's up to code.

- Let's hope.

- Yeah.

- You saw it when you came in?

- Yeah, yeah, I'll just

make my way over there

if that's all right?

- Yeah, sure. I'll follow you in a minute.

(light piano music)

- Hey, how's the inspection going?

- Good so far. No issues yet.

- [Kenny] That's great.

Did you get Harry's text?

- No, I left my phone in my room.

- He said that stand that sells

those avocados you like opened up again.

I told him to bring some over.

- Okay.

- What's wrong? You seem depressed.

- Shane. I just think

about him constantly.

- Lex, just don't. It's

not healthy for you.

- Think he's gonna write

that miniseries for David.

- Oh God.

- They're all supposed to go

out for lunch again today.

If he ever gets up.

- He's up, shaking off last night.

(light piano music)

- Lex.

- Yes.

- I did find some issues

with the guesthouse.

- What kind of issues?

- Well, there are clearly

some code violations

that would need to be disclosed,

unless they were brought up to specs.

- How much is that gonna cost?

- Why don't you come outside with me,

and I'll walk you through

what needs to be done?

- Okay.

(faucet running)

- [Shane] Good morning.

- Hi. David's running a

little late from last night.

I'll let him know you're here.

- Why are you avoiding me?

- I'm not.

- No?

Because you're acting

like the straight friend

from high school who's regretting

what happened the night before.

- I think you need to just

leave and go back to LA.

- No, not before you

tell me what's going on.

- I'm having a really hard time.

So is Lex, even though

he's trying to hide it.

- Don't tell me that.

- He can't stop thinking about you.

- And you?

- Of course I think about you.

- But you still avoid me.

- Are you really gonna

write David's miniseries?

- Honestly? I'm seriously

thinking about it.

- Why? What happened to the

screenplay about your father?

- Well, I...

It just isn't coming through.

I've told you how exhausting it's been

trying to make it happen

this summer, and I d...

Whatever.

It's lifeless.

You know, David, he tells

me all these stories,

and he's got actual interest

from real producers.

You know, it's a powerful story.

The shooting alone is a movie.

- But Lex doesn't want it written.

- Kenny, someone is going to write it.

You know that.

If it's me, then I can protect him.

- Shane, my God, just put

yourself in Lex's place for once.

Here's this 14-year-old

boy desperately struggling

with his sexuality, with a

sociopath of a stepfather

who constantly beats up his mom,

who turns to beating up David and him

until the fateful night

that Lex shoots him.

It completed wrecked his life,

and you wanna put him

through it all again.

All the people staring and the horrible

social media memes and hashtags.

- You're naive if you

think Lex can avoid that.

- I don't...

I'm sorry, I just,

I'm confused, and I feel guilty and...

Took Lex.

(light jazz music)

Shane.

Please don't.

(light jazz music)

- Let's go to Amsterdam together.

- Go to Amsterdam together?

Jesus, you really are a screenwriter.

This is why you're so dangerous to me.

You just make my head spin.

(light jazz music)

Shane, I can't, I can't do this.

(soft jazz music)

(both breathing hard)

(soft jazz music)

- [Lex] And there's a

circuit breaker in here.

- [Kenny] Oh my God.

(door sliding slowly)

(soft jazz music)

- [Inspector] I can check

that circuit breaker later.

I'm not really too worried about it.

Did you say the pool is gas-powered

and not connected to solar panels?

Lex?

- Yeah, the gas powers it.

- [Inspector] That's

still probably really low

on the electric bill, I'd think.

Uh. Hey, Lex.

- Yeah, the solar panels keep

the electric bills really low

for a house this size.

- [Inspector] Um, is

it okay if we check out

the master bedroom now?

(Lex sighing)

- Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm

getting a bad headache.

Can I meet you there in a minute?

- [Inspector] Sure, no problem.

I'll have some more

questions for you, though.

- Sure. Sure.

(soft music)

- Fuck, I can't believe

that just happened.

- It was my fault.

- Oh my God.

Lex, Lex, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

- Has this been going on the whole time?

- No, no. Jesus, no.

- Are you in love with him?

- It's not what it looks like.

- What does that mean?

- I don't, I don't...

I don't know what I'm doing. I'm not sure.

- [Lex] A lot of things

are making sense now.

- Lex, I swear, there's

nothing to make sense of.

Absolutely nothing.

- [Lex] All those times

I saw you and Shane

checking each other out.

- Don't do that. Just don't do that.

- Lex, this is all my fault.

Okay, don't blame Kenny.

- [Kenny] Shane, leave us alone.

- I just, I hate that

you found out like this.

- [Kenny] There's nothing to find out.

You're making things worse.

- Okay, well there's not nothing.

There's everything that's happened.

I mean, we might as well

get it out in the open.

Lex, I want Kenny to come with me to LA,

or Amsterdam, or wherever he wants to go.

- Shane, the summer is over.

I'm going back to my life in Seattle.

I can't play these games.

Maybe 10 years ago I could, but I...

I don't, I don't know who I am anymore.

Clearly not the person I thought I was.

- I'm thinking that wine

tasting is going to be packed.

- [Laura] Oh, David's wimping

out on going to Rutherford's.

- I'm not. I'm just saying

today might not be the best day.

- We can go tomorrow instead.

You and Shane can work on

the miniseries around here.

- You know, Shane, I was thinking.

We could do a whole section on Las Vegas.

What happened in Vegas

doesn't need to stay in Vegas.

- Did you tell Lex about our plans?

- Oh that's right.

Lex, Laura and I decided that

we're going to live here.

This house is just perfect for us.

- I was hooked the

moment I stepped inside.

Felt like home to me.

- I know you're moving back to LA,

but whenever you wanna use

it, consider it your home too.

Weekends, summertime, whenever.

And don't feel modest about

bringing someone with you.

We're all adults.

- [Laura] Are you bringing a jacket?

- [David] Uh, no.

- I don't understand.

- I'm thinking one of my first projects

will be to retile the pool.

Something

Greek, like at Caesar's Palace.

- [Laura] I love that pool.

- What are you talking about?

- Uh, we're going to move back here.

Laura and I discussed it, and we're

moving in permanently.

Laura loves Northern California,

and I have always loved this house.

It...

- [Lex] You can't move back here.

- Why not?

- Because I'm going to sell this place.

- You're selling it?

- I told you.

- Since when?

- I've told you three times at least.

- You have?

- Don't you ever listen to me?

Do you only care about

what you have to say?

- Whoa. Why are you getting so freak-out?

- I have a house

inspector here, right now.

He's going over everything to make sure

it can be ready to go on the market.

- So?

Wherever he is, find him and tell him

his services aren't needed.

I'll pay for him coming

out here. Don't worry.

- What?

- You can't sell it. This

is gonna be our home.

- [Lex] You can't be telling me this now.

- Lex, think. This is the family house.

How can you sell it?

Do you even know how to sell a house?

Hell, do you know if you even own it?

- Who do you think owns it?

- I do. Well, we do, you and me.

Mom bought it, and the trust transferred

it to us when she died.

- Which is when you gave it me.

I said then I'd probably sell it

and we could split the money.

You said fine, you could use the cash.

- I was probably high when I said that.

- You said it was mine.

- Yeah, to live in, not to sell.

- To live in? What does

that mean, like a caretaker?

- (sighs) Said too much

without thinking it through.

Being practical has never

been my strong suit.

- I can't afford to move

without selling this place.

Being sick put me in debt.

- No one is throwing you

out in the street, Lex.

- I'm counting on this money.

I haven't worked in two years.

I spent my savings. I took out loans.

- Well, sometimes things

change. It's as simple as that.

- What?

- Laura and I are getting married,

and we want to get settled.

Mom acted in a lot of junk movies

to be able to afford this place.

She'd have wanted it

to stay in the family.

- We should discuss this later.

- You are such a fucking phony!

I kept the house going since she died!

- Lex.

- Why didn't you just stay away?

- Laura and I are getting married.

We want to start a family.

Who knows?

Maybe we'll hate living here

and in a year we'll move.

- My life isn't worth all this trouble.

- Everyone just stop this.

David, you know how much

Lex has been through.

- He doesn't give a shit

about what he says to me.

Just blames me for everything.

- You are to blame.

- Everyone calm down.

- I'm perfectly calm, Laura. Shit happens.

Life isn't fair, and if

your life didn't turn out

the way you wanted, stop accusing me.

- At least I didn't pull the trigger.

But I sure as hell said

what the lawyers told me to.

Right, David?

- That's, uh,

t-total bullshit.

- It's not bullshit. It's the truth.

I saw what he did to you,

what you let him do to you.

- You goddam faggot.

- I woulda been there for you.

It was self-defense.

But you had the future. You had a career.

- This is totally inappropriate.

- And I'm just wrecked.

And you just go through

the days with no guilt!

- Everyone, please.

- It's his excuse for wasting his life.

Throwing it away to hurt my career.

- That's not true.

- Yes, it's hatred, pure hatred!

- Maybe things coulda

been different for me

if I wasn't forced to go through that!

- All right, if you could just show me

how to get to the attic.

- Get out!

- Excuse me.

- Get outta here! Just leave!

- David, calm down.

Fine, take the house.

I had no idea it meant that much to you.

- Okay, that's enough.

- I said he could have the house,

so let's get packed and get outta here.

- That's enough!

- Maybe there are some

things I'd do differently

if I had them to do

over again, but I can't.

(footsteps fading)

(door slamming)

(David sighing)

Sorry for all the drama.

The past is the past.

No changing it.

(knocking on door)

- Lex?

Can I have my Xanax pills back?

- I don't know where they are.

- They're not in my nightstand.

- Who cares?

- I care. You know this.

Don't be stupid, who cares?

Where are they?

(drawers sliding and closing)

- I have no reason to get up tomorrow.

- Then you need to make up a reason.

What about, what happened

to LA, getting an agent,

doing voice-over work?

You're so damn angry.

- If I haven't made it as an

actor by now, why would I?

- I don't know. You'll have

to try harder, I guess.

(drawers sliding and closing)

- So, you and Shane are a thing now?

- We just became physically

attracted to each other.

It happens.

- But you knew how much I was into him.

- I didn't instigate it, I

mean, my God, we're all isolated

from the world up here,

weird things can happen.

The truth is

I did flirt with Shane.

I wanted him to think I was

sexy.

I didn't expect it to go anywhere.

I just needed to feel wanted and

Shane was a challenge.

Smart.

Charismatic.

Busy with his screenplay.

Outta my league.

And,

slowly I realized how

vulnerable and uncertain

he is about so many things.

I fantasized about him.

I even started dreaming

about him, and then it just

spiraled outta control.

- So, what are you gonna

do, go away with him?

- I can't. There's no way.

I'm married and adopting a kid.

- That's something I wouldn't know.

- Give me those pills.

Tomorrow will come, and

you'll find some distractions.

You'll sell this place.

You'll move back to LA.

Get some work. Fall in love.

Maybe it'll be great, and maybe it won't.

But there's so many

things to keep you going.

Things that

at times seem petty and annoying

but are crucial to keep

you from focusing on...

- The truth?

- The truth. I don't know

what the truth is, do you?

- I just wanna swallow all the Xanax.

- You'll need a lot more

than what I brought with me,

like 10 times more.

- I'll still take it all.

- Stop it.

You're behaving like

one of those characters

from a Ryan Murphy show

that you hate so much.

If you really wanted to die,

you would have done it eight months ago.

- I'm so lonely (sobs).

- It's okay.

You know, you need to stop

and give me those pills.

(Lex exhaling)

Look at me.

I know you.

You don't really wanna die, do you?

- No.

That's the problem.

I've always wanted to live.

(Lex exhaling)

- Where is everybody?

The going gets a little rough,

and everyone vanishes into the woodwork.

Lex? We're heading out.

Oh, I hate these pants.

Look like I should be

working at a gas station.

- You look fine.

(David sighing)

- You know, I'm

really gonna miss the place.

Forgot how pretty it was up here.

Nice and tranquil.

Been in our family for a long time.

Closest thing to

roots for me.

- Mm-hm.

- Woulda been nice.

God, I sound like my

grandfather or something.

(Laura chuckling)

Oh well. Wasn't meant to be.

- Border ranch will be fine.

I could live in a storage container,

as long as we're together.

- Careful. By marrying

me, it might come to that.

(both laughing)

Lex, we're heading back to SoCal.

If you need anything, we're

staying at the Brookshires.

Let's not dwell on what happened earlier.

It's in the past.

Life's too short to

just focus on tragedies.

I know we all said things we're sorry for.

We're all, complicated.

Otherwise we wouldn't

all be so interesting.

Seriously, though,

I'm sorry if I hurt you, okay?

I just wasn't thinking.

- Like you said, it's

over now. In the past.

(birds singing)

- Hey, uh, I called that

housing inspector back,

smoothed things over.

Scheduled your appointment for tomorrow.

- Thanks.

- Kenny, this is for you.

Saw you checking it out.

It's yours now. I'd love you to have it.

- Thank you.

- Can I help with the bags?

- There's Harry.

Perfect timing to help with

the bags and say goodbye.

- [Laura] I'll unlock the car.

- Uh, let them get that.

So remember, we're going to be

staying with the Brookshires.

I'll call you when I have an official

wedding date locked in, okay?

It would mean everything

to me for you to be there

as my best man, tell me you'll do that.

- You know I will.

- If you need anything,

just text me, okay?

And tell Shane I need to

rethink the miniseries.

If I hear back from the studios

with a fresh approach, then I'll call him.

Love you, Little Brother.

- I love you too.

- Harry, you left two.

(birds singing)

- You aren't even gone yet,

and I feel like I've lost

something that'll never come my way again.

I just keep failing at everything

that's important to me.

- Time will pass.

You'll move on from this summer.

- And you?

Will you simply move on?

- (sighs) Now he flies away

as if nothing had happened.

- I really should be going too.

- House inspections.

Open houses.

All these little details.

- Lex, I wish I could

tell you not to worry.

- Harry.

- That I'd take care

of you and that nothing

would make me happier.

You've become a part of my

life, and a treasured part.

You're the only thing that

gives it meaning anymore.

- Harry, don't.

- I know that when you leave here,

we'll never see each other again.

But believe me, I really

did grow to love you.

Unconditionally.

- Lex?

I just wanted to say goodbye.

I, I think it's better for everyone

if I go back to LA tonight.

- You haven't finished your screenplay.

- It's finished.

(birds chirping)

You know I loved all the

time we spent together.

I mean, you were, you were

supportive and encouraging.

(birds chirping)

I'm just sorry I didn't live up to it.

Anyway,

take care of him, Harry.

(birds chirping)

(light piano music)

(coffee pouring)

(light piano music)

- Hi.

- Hey.

- Want some coffee?

(light piano music)

It's getting chilly.

- Yeah, it was chilly when

I got up this morning.

(light piano music)

- All this is coming in fast.

- I know.

(light piano music)

There are so many things when

it comes to selling a house.

- It'll keep you busy. It's a good thing.

(light piano music)

- When do you have to go back?

- I'll go back in a couple of days.

We have to meet with the adoption agency.

Prove to them that we're a

nice, stable, homosexual couple.

- That's gonna be wonderful.

- Yeah.

(light piano music)

(Lex sighing)

- Kenny.

- Soon you'll be outta here

and starting over in LA.

There'll be a million

things to keep you busy.

You'll be okay.

(light piano music)

(jazz music)