Girls (2012–2017): Season 6, Episode 1 - All I Ever Wanted - full transcript

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You wanna read?

No.

Hannah's in print!

Yes!

There's a typo.

Sloppy.

Mm.

Well, that's not very ladylike.



What an asshole.

Fuck.

Yeah, I just feel
like I'm, like, perfect

for the aesthetic of
"Slag Mag," you know?

Because it's like my persona's
very, like, witty yet narcissistic

as you could probably tell from
my, like, triumphant Moth monologue

and resultant "Modern Love" column.

And the other thing about me is, like,

I give zero fucks about anything,

yet I have a strong
opinion about everything,

even topics I'm not informed on.

And I have to tell you that I
read your "Modern Love" piece,

and, for me, I was just fixated.
I was like, what, like, the fuck?

Your best friend, so-called best friend,



and then your boyfriend
going at it. Just...

And you just have to sit there and
fucking take it? It's so fucking awful.

How do you even recover from that?

I don't get how people pick
themself up and keep going.

It definitely was not
easy, and I definitely

feel like I'm more of like a dumpling

- than a woman at this point in my life.
- Yeah, like a

welcome mat or a punching
bag. I mean, it's horrible.

Anyway, I feel so, so, so grateful to
be meeting with you. This is surreal.

And you know what? You don't
even have to sell me on you,

because I already love your writing.

But even if I didn't, I mean, we're
basically hiring you for your look.

Amazing. That's...

- what I've always wanted to hear.
- Yeah. Yeah, your look and your vibe,

your shape... I mean, just your whole
thing, like, all that is you. You know?

I mean, this assignment, it's, like,
stupid. It's... it's gonna be rad.

- Amazing.
- We're gonna basically send you

to this super chill but
also kind of disgusting

- female surf camp in the Hamptons.
- Oh, my God,

so I'm like a millennial Gidget,
who, by the way, was a Jew,

which nobody ever wants
to fucking talk about.

Well, she wasn't, and
that's not the angle.

What our vision is is kind
of we send you out there,

sort of bearing witness
to these bored, rich ladies

who are taking surf
culture, co-opting it,

just turning it into basically,
like, some shitty yoga,

- which they've already ruined.
- 100%.

And then you look like
the opposite of a surfer.

You're just kind of wandering around,

and, like, we just throw you in the mix.

It's so weird how life works,

'cause, like, I never swimsuit shop,

and I just bought two new bathing suits.

Also, I read Shailene Woodley
likes to go to a private area,

open her vagina, let the sun in,

and that's how she gets her glow.

So, when she goes to,
like, "Insurgent" premiere,

that's not makeup,
that's sun in her pussy.

And good morning to you.

Yeah, sorry. I just have
a million things going on.

That's okay. I got a bunch of
reading-for-pleasure to do, so.

Oh, no, baby. You gotta go.

Baby, I'm not gonna be in
your way. Do your thang.

No, I just... I...

I can't have you sleeping at
my place anymore every night.

I've been talking about this
a lot with my online therapist

and she's, like, obsessed with
the idea that this is just gonna be

me getting back into
all of my old routines.

I am in the middle of
a divorce right now,

so this is not about
you, this is all about me.

Okay, could I just
perception check for a moment?

- Sure thing, baby.
- Do you...

Are you asking me to move out?
Is that what's happening here?

Well, technically, no, because I...

I couldn't ask you to move
out if you never moved in.

Right, yeah, but I've been
staying here for months.

Yes, and I love that.

I love that. I love
spending time with you.

In fact, I want to
spend more time with you,

but I just want some of
that time to be apart.

Ah.

Okay. Sure, yeah. I'll just...
I'll just crash with Shosh, then.

Baby, you live at Adam's.

Technically, yes, but,
baby, that's one of the most

repulsive places you've ever seen.

Trust me, it's a boundaryless
hinterland of sexuality and emotion.

It's very disturbing, and they're
always somehow reheating fish.

Always. Like, they ordered this huge
fish dinner months ago and it just...

never ends. It's bottomless.
It's baffling. It's haunting.

I still think you
should try there first.

Oh, I'll try Shosh's
first and see how it feels.

Her manic energy is not welcome here,

so I just think the only fail-safe way
to not bring that in here is to not...

live there.

Well, I won't bring her
energy into your place, baby.

I'll just endure her energy while I'm
there, while preserving my own energy.

You're only human, baby.

Okay, baby, I'll just crash at Adam's.

I don't know, it just seems
so weird to me that, like,

they dated, and now Ray's like,

"Oh, no, of course, I'm gonna just
gonna go live with Shosh. It's fine.

We get along so well and our
routines are totally NSYNC."

- Like, who does that?
- Well, Elijah and me, for starters.

Yeah, but you guys don't even get
along that well. Plus, he's gay.

- I can hear you.
- Congratulations.

- Now you know that I think you're gay.
- You're gay.

Well, maybe Ray should move in with you.

Ew. No.

That's a very nice thing
to say about your boyfriend.

No, no, no. No, this is not about him.

I love him. I just
can't do that right now.

I'm going through a divorce.

Slow it down.

You know what, Marn? That's
surprisingly and impressively mature,

- and I'm gonna give you some big kudos.
- Thank you.

Aren't you glad I didn't let you
throw away that halter top collection

after you read the "how to clean
up like a Japanese person" book?

Literally so relieved.
You're an amazing friend.

So, because I am such an amazing friend
and I am so respectful of your space,

I wanted to ask you, personally,

if I could use your
room while you're away.

What for?

Just a teeny, tiny little orgy.

- Yeah, absolutely.
- Fantastic.

Oh, my God... how many
people even come to an orgy?

Well, I don't want to brag, but
Pablo only really invites the elite,

usually from the Broadway sphere,
so it'll be small, probably like 15.

I think it's gonna be a really
good way for me to network.

Why don't you just take an acting class?

Shut up, Marnie!

What do I look like,
Ryan Dillon Davidson? Pff!

- I don't know who that is.
- Yes, you do.

- We went to Oberlin with him.
- Mm-hm.

He was that annoying boy who was always
gaining and losing weight for a role,

and the role was always chorus.

That's who takes class,
Marnie, your dumb friend.

That's who takes fuckin' class!

I don't think you need to
take an acting class, baby.

Thank you. I'm gonna
fuck my way to the middle.

I guess it's just...

I wouldn't have signed up for the camp

if I knew that Tamara wasn't
teaching this year. Like...

she is an incredible person.

Tamara's in Santa Cruz on vacation
with her family this season.

Is there a way I can contact her?

I know she'd want to hear from me.

Facebook's a good way to keep in touch.

I reached out to her,
like, 12 times on Face...

Fuck this. Fuck this!

Wow, seems like there's a pretty
tangled web of history there.

And super lesbionic.

Me, I'm just worried about being
able to swim out to my board.

Okay, but you can swim, right?

Because it's kind of, like, a
liability issue if you can't.

I can 100% swim. I have
a fun sense of humor.

Great!

Okay, well, you can go up to
your room, loosen those joints,

and we'll see you in the
parking lot in about an hour.

Great. I'm not complaining, but she did
get a tote and I just got these papers.

- I'll see you soon.
- Uh... Wear sunscreen!

You're very pale!

Fuck!

Oh, God damn it.

Oh, my God, this is so cute.

Yo, can you put it in park this time?

Yo, park.

♪ Hey, yo, I'm feelin'
like Ray Charles ♪

♪ I got my shades on, I don't
know where they are... ♪

- Yo.
- Yo.

Sweet board. Sick.

Oh, this is just foam.

Cool colors, though.

- Here for the surf camp?
- Uh, yeah. Ah... the girl inside

told me to come out to the parking
lot, but she seemed pretty, uh, dumb.

Everyone here kind of talks in
this slow, unintelligible way that

borders on just, like, Matthew
McConaughey hell, so I don't really...

Right, okay, well, I'm one of
the instructors, Paul-Louis.

Oh, yeah. Well, you have a smart
voice, so. But "Paul Louis"...

asking people to call you
by two names, very bold move.

Oh, no, no. It's, ah, one name.
Like the French Paul-Louis?

Got it.

Anyway, you want to suit up? We're
gonna head down to the surf soon.

I'm in a bathing suit.

Uh, wet suit. It's behind ya.

- These?
- Yeah, one of those.

They're all clean.

Jesus!

- Sorry, um...
- For what?

For, um...

I actually texted, saying that I...

needed to crash here for
a while. I might come by.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, you did.

I remember.

Yeah, but you didn't...
you didn't respond.

- Mm-mm.
- So, I assumed you weren't here

- or something.
- Mm-hmm.

I live here, so I just
decided to come anyway.

- Wow.
- Hey, man.

Oh, hey.

Oh.

- Well, it's been a minute.
- Yep...

it has.

Oh, uh, do you need any yogurt?

Keep the brain in your gut happy.

- Thank you.
- It's not...

What? You already have a spoon!

I know, I'm sorry. I found it after...!

Okay, okay! We have
company, we have company.

H-hey.

What's up?

Wh-what's going on here?
Where's all my stuff?

Well, we needed a clearer
space for sex reasons,

so we thought we'd
give you your own area.

So you put my stuff in the corner?

Oh, God.

So you just jammed all
my shit in the corner?

- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, but it's by the best widow.

And it's all organized. I
mean, basically, roughly.

Mmm... in that it's not.

Oh.

Look, I'm gonna have to, um,
crash here for a while, so...

I'm gonna have to lie
down where your vagina is.

Yeah.

Right here. Same as always.

Yeah.

Ew! I really don't like this "yuh-gurt."

Let's see what else there is.

You really don't like this "yo-gurt."

Yuh-gurt! Yuh-gurt!

- Sorry! Sorry, sorry.
- _

That was so hard to get on.

I had to lube the whole thing
up with motel conditioner

- just to get it over my ass.
- Yeah, ah, that's my wetsuit.

Are you sure? 'Cause it was just
hanging over there with the others.

No, except it's pink and it has my name
written in super large letters inside.

Oh... okay. I thought
the brand was Ginny.

- I am so sorry.
- It's okay.

Uh, Teo, why don't you get the
rest of the girls down there?

Ah, all right.

Let's make our own little paradise.
Come on. Let's go, let's go.

Okay, guys, guys,
guys, guys. I think this

is a misunderstanding. We can get
this resolved nice and clean, okay?

We have more wetsuits on the truck.
Why don't you take that off here,

and you guys can both get suited
up down at the beach? Is that okay?

- Right?
- So, I should take this off here?

- Yeah, go ahead. That okay?
- Okay.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Okay, stop, you're s'pose...

You're supposed to have
a bikini on under that.

Well, fuck me. I did
not get that information.

Right, how's everybody feeling? Good?

- Yeah.
- You good?

Looking good. A lot of you are
gonna remember this from last year.

I know you will. It was a blast, right?

- How's the hip? You okay?
- Eh...

Looking good.

All right, so, position on the board

is one of the most important
things we want to establish

right off the top, okay?

So, ideally, you want to have your toes

on the tail or just off
the tail of the board,

chest up off the board.

- Tits out, ladies!
- Mmm.

And, uh...

have the nice, strong back
muscles engaged, here.

I mean, you yogis got this
down. You show me up every time.

- Mmm.
- All right, Laramy.

A'right, we get the
point. You're beautiful.

So, engaging our back muscles,
and we're gonna be paddling.

Just like we're swimming. Nice
and relaxed. Feel the wave coming.

Hands on the rails

and we're gonna pop up on three.

Okay, straight up to a standing
position. Try not to come to your knees.

So that's one, two,

three...

straight up. Good work! Good work!

Key is to stay low and remember
to always look where you're going.

If you look down, you're gonna
fall down. That's what I always say.

Right? Just like life.

All right, we're gonna
drill that a couple times...

okay?

Laramy?

What's up? Show me what you got, lady.

I know you got this.

Duh-duh-duh-duh! Boom!

Nailed it! Every time, you...

ah! Beautiful.

Real nice. That's cute.

Every time. Goddamn star of the sea.

We got to get her into
some kind of ocean circus.

Okay, Hannah, give this a go?

Um...

You got this.

You wanna slide down a little?

Okay, you got it.

Chest up. Chest up. You got this.

Back muscles engaged. We start
paddling, just like you're swimming.

Nice and easy. We're just paddling.

In that position. Yeah,
but with the chest up.

So... and paddling
with a forward motion.

Paddle, paddle, paddle.

That's good.

Okay, that's enough paddling.
And then hands on the rails.

Okay, now the wave comes,

you're gonna push up
into a standing position.

One, two, three, up!

Pop up.

Okay, that's not bad.

- Oh, fuck!
- Shit. You okay?

- Fuck. No, I'm not okay.
- You right?

No, I'm not okay.

It's my front arm.

Which arm's the fr...

- This front of this arm
- Okay.

- is really injured.
- Okay, let me have a look.

You look okay. There's
no grazes or anything.

Well, it's an internal injury, so
obviously you're not gonna see anything.

Uh-huh. You know what? You'd be
surprised. I've fallen over on concrete.

You'll be okay. Ah, sand is
a very forgiving surface, so...

- Okay.
- why don't we get you back up?

What am I gonna do when I'm out in
the water and I only have one arm?

Um...

Okay, Teo, why don't we
get her up to Nurse Laura...

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

see if she can get
taken care of? You okay?

- 'Twould be my honor. Yeah, yeah?
- Yeah. Yeah.

- Come on.
- ♪ We get it on most every night ♪

♪ And when that moon ♪

- Ah.
- ♪ Is big and bright... ♪

Ooh, yeah. That there's
tender. That's the tender stuff.

Fuck.

You actually can't really
sprain your front arm,

so you should be all good
to head back out there.

Okay, but I'm a little worried
because I'm, like, super itchy,

specifically in my navel, and
I think I might have sand lice,

which I've heard are highly contagious.

There's no such thing as sand lice.

Okay, I really need you to give
me an excuse why I can't surf.

Who's making you surf?

My job.

You're a professional surfer?

No, I'm a writer writing about surfing.

Although, what if the piece was
about how I went out to the beach,

hated it, went back
inside, and never came out.

Could that be an interesting angle?

No.

I don't really need these. This was
all a charade. I am completely fine.

No shit. I'm just surprised
you're not asking for opiates.

That looks great, Tammy.

Hey.

- Careful.
- Cool wings.

What are you gonna do after this?

Just stay in the pool? Cool.

- Yo, Sebastian.
- What's up, Paul-Louis?

Hannah, right?

- Hi, yeah.
- How's the front arm?

You never made it back out with us.

Oh, it's really bad. It's like,
basically, like... it's not broken,

- but it's not not broken, you know?
- Right. I'm so sorry to hear that.

And with the beach bugs, too.

I think you may be talking
about my sand fleas.

And I don't know how you got my
private medical information, so.

Um, Nurse Laura and I
are pretty tight. S'up?

Yes! Hey!

That's my girl.

- That's my girl.
- Did he not just touch my arm?

Uh, listen, none of my business,

but you'd probably have fun in surf
camp if you'd just let yourself.

Everybody else does.

You sound like my
mom. I mean, it's like,

maybe I don't want to enjoy things all
the time. Maybe that's not my style.

In fact, this job, that's
why I was selected for it...

to not enjoy surf camp. I
just didn't know I would...

so thoroughly disenjoy surf camp.

Wow.

Well, I can't say I blame you.

Long Island's the wrong island.

Surfing out here is all just
kook city... posers, businessmen.

I spend a lot of my year teaching,
uh, water skiing up at Poseidon,

this resort in the Bahamas.

- Oh, wow.
- Yeah, much more chill.

- So, you like it out at Poseidon?
- Yeah.

Ah...

be honest with you, I'd
rather be teaching at Atlantis,

but that's not an easy gig to get.

Hey, if I ordered some more drinks
and charge them to my magazine,

would you, um, want one?

Yeah. Thanks. I love drinking.

But... but I'm cool, 'cause I can
drink a lot and not be an alcoholic.

Very, very dope.

- It's tricky, but...
- But you got there.

- Yeah.
- Awesome.

Hey, can I ask you a question
on, like, deep background?

Have any of your female
surf instructor colleagues

had sex with any of
their female students?

Yeah, all the time.

Sometimes we... we all do it together.

Cool. And it doesn't get
awkward with your colleagues

when you're trying to, like,
kind of keep it profesh, or...?

I don't think so. Yo!

♪ You a bad girl ♪

♪ Like the way, how I work
it, yeah, you get there ♪

♪ You wanna dance with me,
meet me on the dance floor ♪

♪ Let's be honest, I
like the way you hit it ♪

♪ Let them see that ♪

♪ I let the crews on you bitches ♪

♪ Tell them, "Eat that,"
I'm a bad letter ♪

♪ You can't compete,
with the top back... ♪

♪ Someone just told me
that there's no tomorrow ♪

♪ And if that is true, I
don't know what to do ♪

♪ Guess then these troubles
are out of my hands... ♪

Yo, watch, y'all. It's gonna pop off!

- Yeah!
- All right, right,

let's twist it! Unh, yo. Yo.

♪ I catch you looking at the
gliss on my hands and wrists ♪

♪ While I'm laying back,
smoking on my cannabis ♪

♪ When it come to rocking the
rhythm like Marvin and Luther ♪

♪ I can tell you when I'm messing
with Kan-man and Twist in the Chi ♪

♪ And I be sipping Hennessy,
play some R&B while I smoke a B ♪

♪ You can't fuck with
me, put that on a G ♪

- Yeah!
- Yeah, on a G!

Whoo!

♪ And when I come over and bend your
ass, you be bumping Teddy Pendergrass ♪

♪ I done hit it from the back to
the melody of "Roll It Slow" ♪

♪ Now I gotta go up in it
fast, but I'ma finish last ♪

♪ No matter how much of a thug you see ♪

♪ I still do it like it's
R&B, come to the club with me ♪

♪ And when some Luther come
on, I hope you feeling me ♪

♪ And still will be in love with me! ♪

Oh, my God, you guys! I know
him! He's my surf teacher!

Yo!

What's good?

I'm gonna fuck him!

Oh, my...

You're, like, so amazing at rapping.

- Thank you. Takes...
- It must be...

- Takes a lot of practice. Mm-hmm.
- It's hard, right? Yeah.

Just gonna...

Just gonna hit the lights so
Teo knows it's not an invitation.

For sure. Yeah, cool.
Let's keep Teo out of here.

But it's like whatever happens, it's...

it's like... it's like
hang ten, cowabunga.

Let's, ah...

- take your shirt off and put it...
- Yeah.

- in the shirt section. Bye, shirt.
- Yeah.

Fuck yeah.

- Put this up.
- Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Totally, just totally.

Yeah. Yeah.

Ah, f...

You know what? My hip
actually just kind of got a...

- like popped in a weird way.
- Yeah?

- Yeah. Oh. Okay.
- Oh, okay. Well, let's try this.

- Let's... if you turn around...
- Yeah, definitely.

Definitely gonna turn around.

- Okay. Okay.
- Okay.

- So, I'm gonna go like that? Yeah.
- Right here?

- I got you. I got you. In...
- Is that what...? Okay.

- Help me, here.
- Okay.

- Is that okay?
- Uh, yeah.

- Is that good? Try getting
- I don't...

- your heels around my shoulders.
- My body can't necessarily do that.

That's like a... I'm not
really flexible in that, uh...

- Really?
- way. I mean, I am flexible, but...

this is more like a Cirque du Soleil

- type of thing. I'm feeling...
- Yeah, those... those gals are wild.

Yeah, maybe that's a
little... nope. It's...

- How about if I bounce?
- I... I can't do this.

I'm so sorry. I cannot, actually.

It's not, like, ideal.
It's like I'm much more

- flexible than I am strong.
- It's okay.

And it's like... I just feel like
my lung's a little bit... collapsing.

- Okay.
- So, we just...

- Lie down. Okay.
- Okay. Okay.

- You know what? Just breathe.
- Yeah? Okay.

I'm breathing.

I'm breathing.

That's way better. Thank you.

Yeah, that's just normal.
That's better. Thank you.

- Morning.
- Hey, good morning.

Mmm. You made coffee.

Yeah, I was up early,
so it's my pleasure.

You want some avo toast?

You know it. Gluten-free.

I'm aware that you're GF, Ray.
Give me a little bit of credit.

I do, girl. I do.

I know you do.

Have you seen the
"Metro" section recently?

- Oh, my God.
- Straight-up shit-show.

The minute it goes above 70
degrees, babies are just abandoned

- all over the place.
- I know.

Global warming is gonna
be messier than we think.

Hello.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Do you want some coffee?
- No. Good.

Definitely have coffee. I bought it at,
like, a real coffee place. Here you go.

Oh, yeah, well, you know

that he doesn't drink coffee
from multi-national conglomerates.

Yeah. I appreciate the thought, though.

Cool. More for me.

Oh, wow.

The American middle
class is disappearing.

Thanks for the hot tip, Paul Krugman.

I know, right? You've really
got your finger on the pulse

- there, Krugman.
- What's happening?

I know, it's like, if I need a tip about

what to talk about at
a dinner party in 2005,

I'll call you on your flip phone.

Fuck you, Paul Krugman!

Thank you for shedding light on the
most obvious, self-evident bullshit

that every halfwit in
the city already knows.

It's like, "Oh, hey, Krugman,
maybe you should write an article

about, like, women's inequality."

Like, let's talk about that.

Oh, man.

_

- Oh, shit.
- Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Don't feel bad.

Those, uh, red fuckers you were drinking
are way stronger than they seem.

They make everybody boot.

It tasted like a slushie
when I was having it.

You probably shouldn't drink
so many slushies either.

Oh, shit, that's a
beast, uh, of a sunburn.

Ow.

That's, like, probably
gonna turn into a tan, right?

Uh, probably not.

Fuck. Fuck.

You okay?

Uh, yeah. I'm... I'm fine.

Um... I don't remember
very much about last night,

but I don't feel
violated in any way, so...

- um, that's good.
- Nice.

I'm just gonna, um, clean
that up and go back to my room.

Oh, it's okay. I don't want
you to be all sick by yourself.

You can stay here.

Oh, no, it's okay. I'm used
to it. It's not a big deal.

Oh, shit. You know what?
You've got a lot of pubic hair.

What the fuck did you just say?

No, I just noticed because I've
seen a lot of different bushes

around the world, and
that's just, like, totally...

it's its own style.

Ah, for your information, this
is what adult women look like

when they're using their pubic
hair the way that, like, whatever,

the Lord intended, which
is to protect their vagina,

so thank you for pointing that out.

Yeah, it's dope.

Thank you.

What's the, uh, plan for today?

Um, probably just gonna, like,
go back to my room and write,

and then just, like, cry,
not in, like, a sad way,

just more like in a "Sundays
in high school" kind of way.

I don't really like the beach.
I'm more into, like, my apartment

and the meatball shops
and libraries and...

Whoa. I thought you just didn't like
surfing. You don't like the beach?

No, it sucks.

The best part of the
beach isn't the beach.

It's everything else.

Like, what's the cure for everything?

- Uh, penicillin.
- It's salt.

Tears, sweat, the sea.

Think about it. I call it
the big, blue medicine pill.

Well, I told you I'm gonna sob,
so I guess I'm getting it done.

You know what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna tell Teo to handle the other
girls, and I'm gonna show you around.

That's a really sweet offer,
but you don't have to do that.

And anyway, I'm here on
a journalistic mission

that I kind of have to, like, pursue
on my own to get the energy of Montauk.

So, you can't hang out because you're
writing an article about hanging out?

I mean, if you want to, like,
show me some inside track stuff

that would, like,
make my editor happy...

A'right.

Cool.

Is there anything creepier than a fish?

No.

- Rude!
- What you gonna do, huh?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- It's really...

It's very hard. Beach
walking's very hard.

Ah!

Fuck you!

- These kids are always up to no good.
- Right.

But Mr. Cooper's there to help.

Exactly.

You okay?

This really is breathtaking, and that
is not a word I have ever used before.

Yeah.

When nature puts on a
show, you gotta come watch.

Yeah.

I just can't believe
that this is my life.

You know?

I'm just a dude from Detroit.

All my parents ever did was yell at
each other and turn the TV up real loud.

The neighbors were always having
kids, kids were always crying.

I didn't know what quiet
sounded like till I left.

Even when I was in my room, it was like,

"Paul-Louis, Paul-Louis, get out here."

I'm from Michigan, too.

- East Lansing.
- Oh.

It was really quiet where I lived.

My parents used to forget
about me for, like, 72 hours

while I was reading in my room.
Just, like, not feed me and stuff.

I couldn't wait to leave.

You know, I've seen a bunch of places...

Panama Canal, Sweden, New
Zealand, Thailand, Wales.

- Wow, Wales.
- Mm-hmm.

So, you just, like, wander full time.

Yeah, pretty much. Bungee,
parasail, hike, kitesurf.

Well, was there something that
you wanted to be when you grew up?

Like, a... like a goal that you had?

Just whatever my dad wasn't.

God, I was so ready to hate this.

Why? What's to hate?

You know, confusing ocean smells,

water sports, sand in my
vagina. What's not to hate?

Yeah, but it's so much
easier to love something

than to hate it. Don't you think?

Love's the easiest thing in the world.

Yeah, but, like, all
my friends in New York

define themselves by,
like, what they hate.

Like, I don't even know
what any of my friends like.

I just know what they don't like.

God, that's so crazy.

It's like everyone's so busy chasing
success and, like, defining themselves,

they can't even experience pleasure.

It's what we're here for.

Think about it.

Hate takes energy.

Love gives vibes.

Yeah, love does give vibes.

Are you a Buddhist?

I don't think so.

You're a really special person.

So, I think that covers
everything we received

from our Bloomingdale's registry,

which, frankly, wasn't much
'cause people really cheaped out.

'Kay, well, obviously, I'll
hold on to all the guitars

and the, you know, various
accompanying accoutrement.

What the fuck?

What?

Those pedals are expensive.

What, do you want a pedal?

You want the, uh, Professor Mud Rucker?

Oh, come on, Marnie,
you're better than that.

Better than what, Desi? Better
than wanting what's mine?

I'm not keeping them
for me, Marnie, okay?

I'm keeping them for Marnie &
Desi. Or are we not a band anymore?

I don't know.

Tour was a total shit-show.
We didn't make any money.

And anyway, it was your
weird hippie-freak girlfriend

that refused to sell any merch

other than the oil that
she blended in a thermos.

Desi, everyone knows the
money is in the merch.

I know the money's in the merch!

And Tandace is not
my fucking girlfriend.

She is my therapeutic companion, Marnie.

- And you know this. You know this.
- Right.

She's helping me on a spiritual
journey, Marnie. You know that.

She doesn't want anything from me.

She doesn't need anything from me,

except maybe my sperm sometime
in the next six months,

- okay? Okay? Okay?
- Oh, my God. That is a good idea.

Beware, my Lord,

of jealousy, for it
is a green-eyed monster

that doth mock the
meat it feeds on, okay?

Fuck!

Why are we even fighting?!

We should be putting
this into the music.

I can't do that right now.

I know that Fleetwood Mac worked
through some fucking serious

- interpersonal strain, okay?
- Yeah.

But we are not Fleetwood Mac.

You should want to be Fleetwood Mac.

You should want to be Fleetwood Mac.

You should want that.

I'll see you around, kid.

Okay, Desi, stop. I do want that.

You know I want that. I just...

I don't know if we can right
now. I'm not feeling it.

Fuck, I don't even
think I'm that talented.

- I think I just decided
- Hey!

- this was something...
- Hey!

Before everything,

before I even saw you as a woman,

I saw you as an artist.

You are a musical force.

You're a musical force.

Thank you.

Thank you for really seeing me.

Fucking divorce is fucking killing me!

Hey.

Hey.

Ah.

Ah.

I was thinking maybe
I should, like, um...

I don't know, like, stay
here for a little while.

- Yeah?
- You know?

Like, maybe I can get, like, an
Airbnb in town and write and hang out.

And, like, you and I can get to
know each other better, and...

I should probably start
disconnecting from, like,

the toxic negativity of everyone
I thought I loved in New York.

So this would be a good way to start.

- Cool. Yeah.
- Cool?

Yeah, it makes sense. I mean...

nobody wants bad vibes in their life,

- right?
- Yeah.

I mean, actually, my
girlfriend Ashlynn's

getting here Friday,
so you can meet her.

Your, um... your what?

My girlfriend Ashlynn.

I know. It's 'cause
her dad is named Lynn

and her mom was Asher,
hence the unusual name.

Kind of have that in common.

She teaches hula up at Atlantis.

Yeah, she got the big gig.

But we try and see each other
every couple of weeks when I'm off.

So... but, I mean, I prefer to go there

because they got a fucking bungee
that goes into a shark tank.

- I mean, not man-eaters or anything.
- Wait, so

you're saying that
you have a girlfriend?

Yeah, but, I mean,
we're open at the moment.

I mean, outside of the Bahamas,
there's no real rules between us

except if we, like, go on a trip. Like,
next month, we're gonna go Kilimanjaro,

which is gonna be a motherfucker.

So, you, like, can't
fuck anyone on Kilimanjaro

'cause you'll be, like, with
her, so it wouldn't be...

Yeah.

appropriate for you to
fuck someone on Kilimanjaro.

Probably not.

Great.

Well, lucky I didn't
meet you on Kilimanjaro.

What's up?

- I don't know. What's up, dude?
- What... Well, I didn't...

Is that a problem?

I didn't think you were looking
for something serious. I mean...

I didn't say I was looking for something
serious. I'm here on assignment.

I mean, that's a cru... Don't, like,
put words in my mouth. That's so insane.

Well, you just seem upset.
You seem mad. I mean, I...

Hannah.

I'm really sorry, Hannah.

I'm sorry.

It's okay. I mean, like...

why get mad at fun, right?

- Why get mad at fun?
- Yeah.

- Why get mad at fun?
- No.

But I don't really want to be tickled.

- Excuse me, what?
- I don't want to be tickled.

- I'd really love to not be tickled.
- Come on.

I'd love to not be tickled. Please.

- If you could just stop tick...
- Right.

I am really serious.

- ♪ She's blood and flesh and bone... ♪
- No, thanks. I'm good.

♪ No tucks or silicone ♪

♪ She's touch, smell,
sight, taste, and sound ♪

♪ Somehow I can't believe
that anything should happen ♪

♪ I know where I belong and
nothing's gonna happen, no, no ♪

♪ 'Cause she's so high, high
above me, she's so lovely ♪

♪ She's so high ♪

♪ like Cleopatra, Joan
of Arc or Aphrodite... ♪

You good?

♪ She's so high, high above me. ♪