Broad City (2014–…): Season 5, Episode 8 - Sleep No More - full transcript

Abbi and Ilana visit "Sleep No More"; Abbi tries to tell Ilana some life-changing news.

If there were a hypothetical
compost vessel

for... hypothetically... our doodie,

would you hypothetically be into that?

Sure! I been crashing on
friends' couches for a month,

so I can literally move in
to-morr-ow, all right?

Let me ask you this.

When I take a shower,
will you keep me company?

Not... Not in the shower,

just, like, sit on the toilet
and talk to me?

Okay.

Okay, I just have one final question.



What is your stance on the Olsen twins?

Oh, my God, girl, the Olsen twins.

It drives me nuts, you understand?

- Part of it is like I feel sorry for them.
- Yes.

But they also billionaires,
so I hate them.

- Yes! Right.
- But, I mean, did they ask for this?

- No, they did not. Okay?
- Unh-unh.

Why would you have Uncle Jesse

picking them up, kissing
them to get women?

What woman sees that as a turn-on?

What kind of move is this?

Child, that whole set
is about to be Bill Cosby.

- You hear me?
- Bizarre.

Okay? MeToo moments every damn where.



- That's it. I mean, give it to me.
- For real.

- Lay it down.
- Hello?

I mean, we vibing, right?

- Child.
- Ye-e-es!

- Beezy!
- All ri-i-ight!

Ha ha ha!

Ah, yes!

Now, just tell me, what
room do I take, okay?

Well, you have officially
secured yourself a backup offer.

Backup?

It's just that I have one more

brown-eyed, goy-nosed, fat-assed,

beautiful candidate left to explore.

Well, girl, you've literally
just described me.

Well, it looks like I have a type.

I will get back to you in 24 hours.

Can you make it 23? 'Cause
I really love this place.

That's never happened before.

I'm scared.

I don't know how to say it

or when or where or how exactly.

Ugh. You haven't told Ilana
you're moving to Colorado yet?!

I do not envy you.

When we told her we were
getting rid of her car,

- we took her to see Savion Glover...
- King of tap.

and we even snuck in a
backpack of sour cherry straws...

Those are her favorite... and she still

wanted to declare legal emancipation.

And you better tell that bitch soon

because I'm only good
up to a certain point

when it comes to keeping a secret.

Like, 12 hours ago,

Eliot tells me he's having an affair...

Can you believe this?...

with a married man, married to a woman!

He's a homewrecker, Abbi!

Fuck. See? 12 hours.

Ugh. I can't help myself.

Okay, okay, I-I'll do it today.

Butter her up... flowers,
weed, something special.

Just tell me it's gonna be okay.

Bobbi?

Bob, you're froz...

Okay, I can see the ceiling fan
still moving in the background.

Okay.

What?

Dude, what? Wait.

We both bought each other a dozen roses?

That is amazing. Can you believe...

- Okay, these are for you.
- And those are for you.

Can you believe we are
so psychically linked?

No, and... and, luckily, nothing...

you know, no space or time
or distance or anything...

would ever change that or take
that away. Not even death.

- That's hot.
- Yeah.

So, today, we are going to do something

that you have wanted
to do forever, baby.

What?

"Sleep No More"!

Are you serious?

God, I love living in New York City.
You just... You can't beat it.

You get to be physically near the
cutting edge of art and culture

and then, just a mere decade later,
actually afford to experience it.

But wait.

Aren't you gonna be too scared to go?

I mean, I'm excited. I am also scared,

but it is gonna be scary, right?

It's not intended to be scary.

It's kind of like interactive,
modern version of "Macbeth."

Ooh! Shakespeare.

I love Shakespeare, all his stuff.

God, Shakespeare was fucking cool,

'cause he was bisexual as hell, dawg.

Also, you see visible vulva
and penis in this show.

This is gonna be so good,

because I want to go
into this new experience

because, like, I want to
be uncomfortable to grow.

Beesh, I hear deesh,

'cause I believe in us growing together,

no matter what form that may take.

Me too, dude.

Together forever!

Petticoats, please.

If you could keep these
vertical, that would be great.

And, hey, is there a particular

penis-and-vulva viewing room?

I-I was told there would be
visible vulva.

Uh, you know, this is more of a...

this is honestly more of like
a follow-the-action,

choose-your-own-adventure type show.

Just follow the rooms.

I bet it's multiple rooms.

Yeah.

It is scary, see?

20 people on one elevator, yes.

Actually terrifying.

Okay.

Things aren't always as they seem here.

Trust no one.

I trust you.

I was right there.

- Me?
- No, not you.

God!

Jesus. You... I trust you.

- Me?
- Oh, my God!

No! What?!

Are you bothering this girl?

Ilana?

Okay. God, let's go. Come on.

Oh, cute.

Oh, my God.

Okay, I can't look.

What do you think's gonna happen to her?

Ab, if this is too scary
for you, we can go.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. No, no, no, no.

Yeah, it's just
kind of scary not knowing,

like, what's gonna happen next.

We gotta do new stuff and expand.

It's the best part of life!

Even if we are scared and
terrified, we gotta do it...

like, new parts of the world, new ideas,

new... new parts of the... the country.

- Ooh, like Queens.
- Yeah, yeah.

Or, like, further wherever, you know?

Like, I'm in, dude.

Girl, I love inner. Go in. Go deep.

And, you know, when your
best friend is by your side,

there's nothing to fear.

Oh, man.

Ew, do you smell that?

Yeah, someone must have
crop-dusted us all, huh?

Brilliant theatrical choice!

It was me.

Wait.

Oh, my God. Shitfuck.

Nurses are never good.

Although I do love the long-lost
art of letter-writing.

I'm just like, "Where are
the chills and/or thrills?"

You know, I want to be
either really scared

- or really horny.
- Are you kidding me?

This is the creepiest
fucking thing I've ever seen.

Oh, my God!

I don't want to go on!

Yeah, it's working.

It's working.

Gorgeous cursive.

Yes! Candy! Okay, jackpot.

Oh, my God.

Except...

I know what's going on. This is like...

What if this is like a little sweet spot

so they... you let your guard down

'cause you're, like,
surrounded by candy,

and then this is where
they really hit you

with, like, the terrifying,
like, terrible stuff.

Chill out. Nothing
terrible's gonna happen.

- I mean, you don't know that, but...
- In fact...

I know how to make
- a sweet memory even sweeter.

Okay.

Abbi, you are the best thing

that's ever come into my life,

and I know I'm taking a big swing here,

but I'm just gonna go for it.

So, as I look for a roommate
to replace Jaimé,

I'm thinking, like,

"Abbi and I spend
a lot of time together.

"We get along."

Why not spend more time together?

I'm talking covering each
other's rent once in a while.

I'm talking knowing what
each other's orgasms sound like

instead of merely fantasizing about it.

Abbi Gary Anna Abrams...

will you be my roommate?

Uh, I...

You know what?

Don't even worry about it.
Never happened. Uh, I...

I-I get it.

I acknowledged the swing-size,

and I even secured a backup offer.

She's very fucking cool,
so it's... it's chill.

It's... It's chill. I really...

It's cool.

No. No, no, no... Wait, wait, wait.

Dude, not... It's...

Fuck. Okay.

You're scaring me.

I-I didn't want to tell you
when we were in here.

All right, all right.

I-I was going to tell you today.

Um, I got accepted

to an artists' residency program

in Boulder...

Colorado.

And I'm gonna go.

I was, um, gonna sell my shit

and use this as an opportunity to move.

- What...
- Ilana!

- the fuck...
- Dude? Ilana?

- are you talking about?!
- Ow!

Ilana, um...

We need to get you into therapy today.

This is an emergency, okay?!

This is an emergency!

Okay, fun fact-o, Ilana...

Did you know that you
could fly to Boulder

on a connecting flight through O'Hare

with a layover in Pittsburgh for $42?
I mean...

I had never looked up how
to fly to "Boulder."

Ew!

- All right, all right.
- O'Hare?!

I don't know what that is!

Is that Gaelic?!

This is a little...

Google, what is Boulder?!

Jesus!

- No!
- God.

You didn't even tell me
you were applying.

Do you not consider me someone
to talk shit through with?

- Are we not partners in that way?
- Of course I do, Ilana.

You're my only friend.

Well, I guess you've been
stuck with me for awhile,

but not anymore.

No, dude, no. I-I don't feel that way.

Ilana, wait. Just wait.

Oh, my goodness.

Ilana?

Yeah. Vulva.

You have ruined the best part of
this interactive production for me.

Not now.

I'm sorry, dude. I-I'm sorry.

I feel really stuck in my life
right now, okay?

Nope. Nothing.

I need a change.

This is just like you with grad school.

I mean, you were settling into a track

and figuring out your career.

Yeah, but I picked a school in New York.

I factored you in.
I always factor you in.

Otherwise, I would've talked
to you about it.

I know. I-I know. I-I'm sorry.

Well, does... does anybody else know?

I mean, I just talked to my mom
and... and your mom.

You told my mom?!

That is so violating to me.

I'm sorry. Just hold on a second.

Ilana?

What a bitch.

Ilana, come on.

I... can... not believe...

that you would not tell me this shit

if there was even a chance of you going.

Dude, I was scared. I-I
mean, I'm still scared.

Do you think that I want to leave you?

No, I almost wish I didn't even get in

so I wouldn't even have to do this.

Ha ha ha.

Like you're not gonna get in

to some art program you apply to.

You are the best artist
in the world of all time!

No, I'm not.

Are you kidding me? No, I'm not.

I need to go out and do this thing

and... and have an audience
that's more than just you

and... and my parents.

This is the first opportunity I have had

to finally live and breathe art

rather than breathing in,

like, leftover prosciutto-wrapped dates

that I stole from my catering gig.

They're so good, though.

Yeah, I know. That's why
I continually take them,

but, I mean, then rats come,

and I just, like, haven't
figured out how to...

It wouldn't be an issue

and you wouldn't have to leave New York

if you just flushed them down the toilet

or wrapped them in tinfoil

and then put them
in a five-gallon Ziploc.

It's not about me not knowing
how to flush them.

It's not about that.

I mean, it is a teeny bit about, like,

the methodical strategies

in which we have to avoid rats.

For the past eight years,

I have cleaned out
- hundreds of people's pubes

out of toilet bowls.

So many strangers... so many...

have thrown up on me.

You do get thrown up on
an exorbitant amount.

Yeah.

Dude, I am 30 years old.

I'm done with New York.

Yeah.

I get it.

I'm really sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm really... I'm gross.

I made this all about me,
and it's not about me.

But I thought you would've told me,

but, you know, I just need time.

I need time to process this, I...

process the thought of you leaving.

Once I have that for a few months,

you know, whatever... see my therapist,

double up for a little while,

and... and push it through a little bit.

Just a little time, and it'll be okay.

I'll be there to support you, I promise.

So, speaking of...

- Sorry.
- Speaking of time...

Speaking of... Uh, speaking of time...

So, the... the program
starts in two weeks.

What... are... you talking about?!

Don't leave!

Oh, my God. Stop doing this.

We've had years together, bitch!

- You crazy fucking bitch!
- Holy shit.

- What are you talking about?!
- Ilana, stop. Ilana?

So, uh, what do you want to do now?

I think we should just go home.

Come on, Ilana. We can't
end today like this.

It's still early.

Thank you.

Wow. Oh, my God.

I need something in my stomach so bad.

Are you not... you're not into it?

I'm just not that hungry.

Ilana...

you are the best friend

I have ever had in my whole life.

And I know that everybody is leaving.

I'm sorry. I know that this is, like,

the worst timing.

I just... Dude, I...

I need to, like, change my life.

I could do this in New York
with you forever.

Exactly.

I don't want to.

Not because of you... not because
I don't want to do this with you.

It's just, I'm gonna be illustrating

all day, every day.

Like, all the time, I'm
gonna be immersed in it.

I need you to be with me
for this next journey, dude.

I... Like, I need that.

You ruined "Sleep No More" for me.

I didn't even get to get off
during the orgy scene.

Get off? In the... In the room?

People do. It's really dark.

You know, Ab, I've always
looked up to you,

and I've always admired you

for being a deep and mysterious queen,

but I'm gonna be...

right there with you.

I'm gonna watch you and...

let you fly, or whatever.

I know that this residency
is gonna be a good experi...

Ew.

- Mm. Wow. Sorry.
- You all right?

What I mean to say is that I know

that this experience is necessary

for your growth. Ew.

Okay.

Sorry. Sorry.

You all right? Okay.

I'm really proud of you.

Thank you so much, dude.

That means the world to me, really.

Listen, Ilana, you're gonna become,

like, this badass therapist
who teaches people to grow

the way you helped me grow.

I mean, you're gonna teach them
how to feel their feelings

and how to do sex the right way.

- There's no right way.
- See?

This is what I'm talking about.

Can I ask one thing of you?

Anything, dude. Whatever.

I want more of your hair.

I want a long-ass tail for sniffing.

I-I shape my phone wigs

when the train gets stuck
between stations.

Um, so...

Okay. Sure.

I-I-I would love to.

Ab.

I'm not talking about shavings.

The root.

You should feel metal
on your scalp skin.

Okay.

Thank you.

Okay.

Yeah, well, I mean, I don't know
when the sun's gonna set,

but maybe we can, like,
walk a little bit down...

Okay.

Talk soon.

Okay, handshake.

Yeah, so, you can move in
straight up tomorrow.

Yes! Amazing! Thank you!

And I'm sorry about that
backup-offer shit before.

I promise I will be a normal roommate.

Oh, I-I forgot to tell you
one small thing...

Well, actually, two really big things.

I have two Great Danes.

Is that cool?

Yeah.

Yes! I'm so glad you love dogs.

Later.

Okay.

Oh, my God. Lookit, they love you!

Okay, Beyoncé, Jay-Z, let's go,
come on, come on.

Come with Mama.

Come on, let's go.

What?

Okay, um, Ilana, please don't hang up.

I-I know you need space right now,

and... and I really want
to respect that,

but you have asked me this...

hundreds of times, literally,
since the moment I met you,

and it looks like today is the day.

I'm gonna show you my poop.

Oh, my God.

This means so much to me.

Okay.

Here we go.

Fuck!

Queen! You must be an Ashkenazi Jew

'cause you are lactose in-toler-ant!

- Right?
- No way could that have been

all in your stomach at one time!

It was definitely exiting your esophagus

as it was entering your small intestine.

- Whoo!
- I do feel lighter.

Hoo! Thank you. Wow.

Ilana, I needed that to work, dude.

I am so sorry, and I knew

that showing you my poop
would cheer you up.

♪ My poop ♪

♪ My poop, my poop ♪

♪ My poop ♪

- You sound good.
- Thanks.

I-I did it a few times
before I called you.

You know, I-I guess this distance thing

could make us closer in some ways.

Thank you for saying that.

Ab.

Can I see it one more time?

Okay, one more time.

And then I really have to flush,

'cause I, like, can't breathe
in here anymore.

Oh, Jesus.

Dude, no!

Ilana, no screenshots. Delete that.
That's not fair.

Yamaneika! Come here!

Ilana, I need to talk to you
about something.

I got accepted into
an artists' residency program

in Boulder, Colorado.

Ilana, say something!
For crying out loud, dude!

Talk to me!