The L Word: Generation Q (2019–…): Season 3, Episode 8 - Quality Family Time - full transcript

You hit it?

- My name's Carrie.
- I'm Misty.

- You like her.
- I sort of joined

her bowling league.

Playing the long game.
I'll take it.

I like you. I guess I'm just
not, like, used to being chased.

"Chased" is funny
'cause you know I don't run.

Did you make that man
a chapbook? Are you in love?

Let's just see
how tonight goes first.

Hendrix. Steven Chavez.

Steven, this is Angie.



Sh-She's a student of mine.

What the fuck was that?!

I want to see where this goes.

I don't think we can do that
while you're my student.

He broke up with me.

Maribel, will you marry me?

I don't want to get married.

I want to have a baby.

I can't look at any more donors.

Yeah, same.

- Hello.
- Hey. I'm so happy you came.

There are a few people I
thought you could meet tonight.

Oh, right.
This is a work thing.

Are you at all serious
about your career?



Look, I got you.

Messy is good sometimes.

Fuck you, Shane.

I ruined it with Tess.

No, she loves you.

We need to go to a meeting.

We're heading to Vegas
right now. Tess's mom died.

I'm in a bit of a situation.

- Are you around?
- Come on in.

I can just call Sophie.

It's just gonna make it
worse, it's gonna last longer.

I don't have
a good relationship with my mom.

You've been really good
to me, so, thank you.

You're gonna be okay.

I don't find trouble

Yeah, trouble finds me

"TFW" by Rayelle

La-la, la-la-la, la-la

That's what I need,
that's what I love

- That's what I want, yeah
- That feel when

Jump in my feet...

Maybe the turkey trot
is a mistake.

I mean,

I wanted to show Misty
off to the firm,

but maybe it's too soon? Oh,
look, you're not even listening.

- You're sexting Sophie, right?
- What? No.

And no one says "sexting."

- No one?
- No.

- No one.
- Huh. Well,

I could tell
by that stupid silly little grin

you have on your face,

that you were doing something
with her.

- Okay, could you?
- Mm-hmm.

Or are you too busy
falling in love

with Misty to notice anything?

What the hell are you
talking about?

- Hmm.
- Why are you saying that

- so loud, too?
- Ooh.

Let's just say
I'm not the only one

with a stupid little grin
on my face.

Touché. I'll admit it.
I do enjoy her company.

Call it what you want.
I know what I know.

- You don't know anything.
- Mm-hmm.

- You want to know something?
- Sure.

- Secret between you and me?
- Okay.

We haven't had sex yet.

- What?
- Yeah.

- Wh...?
- You know I'm demisexual.

That means
I have to feel emotionally close

and safe
before I can move forward.

The woman is running a 5K
with you.

It feels like
we're-we're... we're there.

Hey, sorry, guys.

- Shh.
- I saw a leaky handle,

- and I couldn't resist.
- Oh, okay.

Uh, you know what Finley did?

She made you
a really cool cup of coffee.

- You did?
- Yeah. Let's see what you think.

Thank you.

Come on, tell me you like it.

Oh, my yummy.
That is fucking good.

- Right? Told you.
- Yeah.

- You were right.
- I'm usually a tea person,

but delicious,
uh, pumpkin... something?

- Pumpkin spice.
- Yeah.

- 'Tis the season, baby.
- You're a wizard.

That's so good.

- Listen, we better get going.
- Mm.

- My shoulder's acting up.
- Mm-hmm?

I'm afraid
my calves are gonna seize.

- Okay.
- And I don't want to get

a relapse of that stupid

"plantar's flat-ee-it is"
or whatever.

What the hell?

- Fasciitis.
- "Fasciitis"?

- Have a good race, ladies.
- All right.

- See you later.
- Save me some bird, some leg.

Listen,
when we get to the turkey trot,

if we happen to run
into a guy named Buck,

ignore him, he's my boss.

- Buck?
- Buck.

We have a full house
for Thanksgiving dinner

- here tonight.
- Yes.

So, let's get the turkey
cooking, okay?

Hey. I'm sorry about your mom.

I didn't think

you were coming back
till tomorrow.

- I know.
- How are you? Bad, huh?

Ugh. You know.

Still processing.

- You seen Shane yet?
- Um, no.

I haven't even been home yet.

What is that? Is...? Jesus.

Is that...? Tess, is that her?

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

I didn't know what
to do with her, so I thought,

you know, next to the good booze
is a good place for now.

I think that's a great place.

Yeah. I'm gonna scatter them
at some point, I am.

You know, if you need
the time off, or anything,

you can do whatever you want.
I can...

- I have it.
- I know you do.

But I just, um...

I want to...
focus on... something.

I just, you know, I...
I want to be here,

doing something, anything.

You just want to spend the day
with me. I get it.

You can be honest. I'm like

the perfect holiday companion.

I know nothing about politics,

and my table banter
is top notch.

- Okay, you caught me.
- Called it.

I just want
to spend the day with you.

- Okay.
- Okay?

I'm just gonna distract
the shit out of you

with meaningless tasks.

That... Please. Yes.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Okay, we got flowers.

We're gonna put these...

Thank you... on every table.

- On every table?
- Yes. And then,

I'll find something else
for you to do.

Okay, well, look at you,
all in charge.

- Look at that.
- Top of the world,

doing so well.

Happy Thanksgiving, Sarah.

Mom.

Didn't see you comin'

Oh, yeah, didn't see you comin'

Yeah, free fall that'll
take your breath

Didn't see you comin'

Oh, yeah, didn't see you comin'

Yeah, I bet you wanna know
what happens next

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh, ooh, ooh

I cannot wait for Thanksgiving.

Everybody's gonna be there.

My granny, all my brothers,
my friends from home.

- Ooh-wee.
- And your girl?

She's not my girl.

But... yeah. Nobody misses
my granny's stuffing.

She uses saltines
instead of bread.

It sounds insane,
but it's legit.

Saltines?

- Yup. Saltines.
- Yum.

Uh-uh.

You make it hard to leave.

Come save me,
you're driving me crazy

'Cause I would die waiting

For you...

Mm. That's probably my Lyft.

Oh, they can wait five minutes.

Five minutes.

- Okay. Mm-hmm.
- Five minutes.

You put your spell on me

You put your spell on...

Okay.

Oh.

Oh, shit.

What's wrong?

My flight's been canceled.

- Oh, no.
- Fuck. How am I gonna get home?

I have the joy
of giving thanks to Lenore

and her ex-husband tonight.
What are you up to?

Well, Shane and I are going
to volunteer at the food bank.

- That's right.
- Oh, look at you.

Yeah, just two upright citizens
helping the community.

Uh-huh. How's Tess?
Is she with you?

Uh... no, no, she's not.
She's still in Vegas.

No, you can't thaw out
the turkey in the microwave.

But I think
she's gonna be back soon.

Oh, okay. Well, just tell her
I'm thinking about her.

- I will.
- Okay. We got to go.

- Love you. Goodbye.
- Love you. Bye.

Love you. Happy Thanksgiving.

Oh, my God.

Fuck. Oh, my God.

- What?
- It's someone I dated briefly.

Got 'em looking at me
like, "Whoa"

- Which one?
- No, no, no. Oh, fuck.

The guy.
Okay, I think we should go.

- The guy in the green?
- Come on, come on.

Got 'em looking at me...

Okay. Um...

Oh, fuck.

Do you want me
to ask her to leave?

I don't...

Let me move these things
so we can sit.

Did she really come
all this way to see me?

I mean,
it does seem like that, yeah.

It does, right?
Like, it-it-it...

That just cannot be true.

Something else has
to be going on.

- Okay.
- Look, I know that you have

a complicated relationship
with her.

Yeah, understatement
of the fucking year.

So, if you want me
to ask her to leave, I will.

But? Is there a "but" coming?

But if there's anything
I've learned recently,

it's that
we really just don't know

how much time
we have with anyone.

And she is here.

- Like, she's right there.
- I know.

Soft, gentle music

Okay. I can do this.

You can.

- Oh, sweet Tess.
- Yeah.

- I can totally do this.
- Okay.

And listen, like, I'm...
Anything you need.

I'm right here.

You just ask. Anything.

Okay, I will. Okay, I just...

I just think I need a minute.

Go. Go outside, get some air.

- Okay.
- To... Yeah. Okay.

- I'll be here.
- Okay. Sorry.

- Okay. Yeah.
- Sorry.

"The Breaks" by Sarah Proctor

Maybe I'll sink to the bottom

Maybe I'll float on the waves

Maybe I'll empty the bottle

Maybe I'll be okay

I see hope in the shallows

But the tide, it pulls me away

And if I go down with the devil

Well, that would be her mistake

Waiting for the breaks

I'm stuck in the middle
of the waves

I'm lost in the current,
need a break

I'm stuck in the middle

- Waiting for the breaks...
- Hey.

Hi. I'm sorry.

Uh, now's not a good time.
My whole family's here.

My mom's cooking, it's... crazy.

I didn't know who else to call.

I-I know, I'm sorry.

I know it's Thanksgiving.

I, um, really
wouldn't have called.

Um...

Uh, is... is everything okay?
Is something wrong?

Need a break,
I'm stuck in the middle...

My mom showed up.

O-Oh.

Could you come here? Please?

Okay, guys, well,

it looks like
we're spending Thanksgiving

at Dana's with Finley
and her mom. Okay?

Mijita, no.

I'm not spending Thanksgiving
at a bar, okay?

- No, yo tampoco. Uh-uh.
- We're supposed

to have it here with,
hmm, our family, maybe?

- Hey.
- Finley needs us, okay?

And what-what we are going to...

Supposed to do
with all this food?

We are gonna pack it
up, and we're gonna have it

- for leftovers tomorrow, okay?
- No.

- Ay.
- Okay? You know...

Why are you even talking to her?

I thought you guys broke up.

We're friends.

That's what friends do.

Oh, really?

I've never had
a friend like that.

Okay, smart-ass.

I bet you 20 bucks that
they are getting back together.

- I'll take that bet.
- No! You know what?

No, I'm not spending
Thanksgiving with her

or her terrible fucking mother.

- Yes, you are.
- No.

And you know why?
Because you're my beautiful,

- gorgeous, loving...
- ¡Ay, Dios mío!

- Ooh.
- ...so-good-to-people sister.

Queen of this Earth!

- That's good.
- Because you know

it's the right thing
to do, okay?

Not everyone has
a family like ours.

- You're fucking fortunate.
- Ay-ay-ay.

- You heard that speech?
- You know she's right.

- She's right.
- Little guilt?

She is. Look, I'll go.

Okay? I love Finley.
But I think I need something

to take the edge off,
'cause holidays are a lot.

- So...
- Oh, hold on.

- Uh, here you go. Gummies.
- Ooh.

Uh, how many should I take?

- Uh, maybe, uh...
- Eh, niña...

Why don't you just start
with one?

Oh, what about...?
All right, well...

All right, everybody! Come on!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!

- Put 'em down. Let's go.
- All right, all right.

- All right, I'm coming.
- Let's go.

- I'm coming.
- I'm putting on my shoes.

Okay. Ah, ah...

Mmm, are you sure
there's weed in those?

¿Qué tienes, mi vida?

Abuela.

¿Qué es eso?

- Abuela.
- ¿Un anillo de compromiso?

I was gonna propose
to him tonight.

¿Y él lo sabe?

- No, he doesn't know yet.
- Aw.

Hey. Are you guys coming?

Or... are you ready?

- Yeah. Totally. We'll be there.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, we very ready. Yeah.
- Ooh. Gummies.

Yeah. We're ready.

Okay. Okay, give me the ring
so I can save it.

The ring? Lo perdí.

- What?!
- Lo perdí.

Se me cayó o algo.
No sé, mija, no.

Abuela, what do you mean
you lost it?

Lo perdí, mijita.

- Pues, no se donde quedo.
- How?

Move your ass! Let's go!

- Wait a second!
- Ay, ahí vamos.

Abuela, Mira bien.

I don't know, mijita.

Look. Mira.

Abuela. Abuela.

No lo oí caer,
porque estoy medio sorda.

No, Abuela. No.

What?

Se me hace que se cayó aquí.

- No.
- Okay, guys. Let's go!

- Ahí voy. Ya vamos, mi vida.
- Come on. We have

to do Thanksgiving over there.

- We're late. Come on!
- Ya vamos.

You know what?
We're taking the mashed potato.

- Let's go.
- Let me check it now.

- Ay, coño, carajo. ¿Dónde...
- Wait. One second.

Okay. Um...

Ooh! There is a flight
through Denver this afternoon.

- I'll take it.
- Oh. Nope, sorry.

That one's delayed
until tomorrow, too.

- Oh.
- What if I fly to Chicago

and drive from there?

Well, Chicago's
in the eye of the storm.

- Or New York? Or Boston?
- Hello?

Yeah, ooh, yeah.

Hello? Hi. Yes.

I need a flight to Cleveland
as soon as possible.

Or Atlanta.

Oh.

Oh.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, I understand. Thanks.

Still no flights, but
I'll just go to the airport,

and I'll get on standby
for something.

I am not letting you
spend Thanksgiving at LAX.

I hear you, but I can't
just not see my family.

I've never missed a holiday
or anything. At all.

Oh!

I knew I had some.

I had the flu
a couple months ago.

Bought this big-ass box.

We can make the stuffing.

- What about your friends?
- Apparently,

they're all at dinner
with a bigot,

so, I am good to miss that.

Stay.

I want you to.

Slow, gentle music

Okay. Yeah.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Yes!

So, there's no menu?

Uh, no. There usually is, but
today we did a whole preorder...

- I see.
- ...thing? Yeah, you should have

got it when
you made your reservation.

- Hmm.
- Which, actually, was when?

- About a week or so ago?
- Okay.

You could have, maybe, told me.

I tried to tell you.

Well, I know you called.

I did call, didn't I?
And what did you do?

- Well, I...
- You didn't pick up.

Slow, melancholy music

- Well, no. But...
- And how was that

supposed to make me feel?

I'm sorry.
I-I-I should have answered.

Thank you.

Sorry. Um... I do have
some friends coming.

- Fun.
- Yeah.

Um, so, I'm just gonna...

Can I get you anything?

I-I have
to work a little bit but...

- Go ahead. Yeah, you go.
- Okay.

Okay, turkey trotters, let's go!

So close to the finish line!

- Oh, boy.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Here we go.

- Oh, Jesus. He must be...
- An aggressive turkey.

- Hey, hey, hey!
- Hey, Buck.

- So glad you made it.
- Yeah.

I wouldn't miss the turkey trot.

Oh.
You must be Tina.

No, Buck. Tina left me.

- We discussed that, remember?
- My mistake.

Yeah. This is Misty,
my girlfriend.

Oh. Your girlfriend?

- Oh, God.
- Yup, girlfriend.

Oh, good for you. Moving on.

- I guess so.
- Well,

- thanks again for coming, okay?
- Sure.

Last one to the finish
buys lunch on Monday?

- All right.
- So, don't dawdle!

I-I'd love to tell you
that he's not always like that,

- but he is.
- Uh-huh.

Why don't we just slow down
and let him get ahead of us?

Um, no, I'm gonna...
I'm gonna pick it up.

- What?
- Yeah, I got to go.

- I'm gonna pick it up.
- Seriously?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Oh, geez.

Okay, okay.

All right.

This isn't gonna last long.

Hey. Happy Thanksgiving.

Hey, hi.

Um, Mom, so, uh,
this is Micah...

- Hi.
- ...and Sophie

and her sister, Maribel,

and their mom and grandma.

- And Aunt Virginia.
- I would hug you, but...

Did you bring those
from home? Oh.

Happy Thanksgiving.

- Mind helping me out here?
- Oh, yeah, sure.

- Thank you so much, Jane.
- Hi.

So, so nice to meet you.
I've heard so much about you.

Oh, no. What happened here?

- Oh.
- Mom.

- What? It'll grow back.
- Sure will.

Okay. Why don't you just go sit
on the end over there?

- Okay.
- Okay. Happy Thanksgiving.

- Mm-hmm. Okay.
- It's fine.

I want to talk to you
for one second, okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll be there.
Uh, Mom, I got to work.

Just... easy.

Sarah, just be nice
to your mother.

Can you believe that?
Silly. Honestly.

Yeah, of course.

- Hi. Happy Thanksgiving. Here.
- Oh. Oh.

- Take one of these.
- I'm so hungry.

I've only got one left.
I'm sorry.

- I'll circle back.
- Thank you.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Mmm. I want a bite.

Is it "puffed pastry"?
Or "puft pastry," with a "T"?

Like, "puft," "puft pastry"?

Puff, puft.

If you made us come here

just so you can sleep
with Finley, I swear to God...

Oh, my God. Just, shh.
We're just friends, okay?

Calm down. Calm it down.

And how many gummies
did he take?

Three too many.

Oh, my God. I could eat this
as a meal. What is it?

It's sour cream, honey.

It's good.

Oh, God. I can't
believe she brought her own

fucking mashed potatoes.
Do you know what?

I'm gonna go get them.

- No, no, no.
- No?

Leave 'em there.

- Why?
- Because. Because

they're the only home-cooked
food I get to have today.

All right. Geez, I didn't know

- you liked them so much.
- Oh, shit.

Well, I do,
and I want them to stay, okay?

Well, we met, uh, at Marcus's
show in August, September.

Oh, right. That's the guy
you were kissing out by the car.

- Yeah. Exactly, so...
- Huh?

Wow. That, like,
feels like forever ago

in, like, a weird way but, um...

We were barely together.
I don't know. I just...

I thought we were.

Whatever. I'm not...

I'm not... I'm not upset.
I just wish

that he didn't waste my time.

I guess.

Talk to me, Ange.
What's going on?

Basically,
the timing wasn't right.

And so... he said
that he would wait

until the end
of the semester for me.

But... he was definitely
with that girl, right?

No, not necessarily.

You don't know
who that person was.

I just wish that I could,
like, fast-forward

to what my moms have,
or you and Tess.

Angie...

you're 18.

Remember that.

I promise you,
it is gonna happen.

But even when it does...

it's gonna take work.

Everyone has problems.

Sure, but it would be nice
to, like,

have the big ones ironed out.

So...

Tess... isn't in Vegas.

What do you mean?

Finished up the stuff
with her mom last week,

but she's here now.

I just haven't spoken
to her because...

she needs space from me,
which I understand.

- Oh.
- Nobody's perfect.

- Oh, you do, right?
- Yes!

So, my roommates and I,
we have Scrabble nights.

Fuck.

- Just, down.
- What?

- What?
- Down.

- No.
- Oh.

- He has his hand on her back.
- Okay.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Take a deep breath. Okay?

- What's the plan?
- We live here now.

No, give it back.

- Oh. I need to try these.
- Oh, no!

Oh, my God.

Oh, it's a tradition,
eat it like this.

Yeah, y...

despierta los sabores.

Wakes up the flavors.

Oh. Uh, gracias.

De nada.

How we doing?

Okay, so,

Suarez tradition.

We are going to all write down

what we're most thankful for,
okay?

And then, we're all gonna
read it out loud,

and we... guess who wrote them.

- Thanks, bud.
- Yeah, you're welcome.

All right.

Okay, well, I am thankful
for my daughter Sarah.

Okay.

Definitely never
heard you say that before, but...

If you ever came home,
I could have told you.

Uh, well, you know,

my mom says that all the time,

and she lives
just down the block.

- That's true.
- Well, it's not just me.

Her father misses her, too.

Okay, well, if that's true,
then why isn't he here?

Oh, my God. Is he...?

Is that why you're here?
Is he not okay?

No, no. He's... he's fine.

He's fine.

But I am leaving him.

- I'm sorry. What?
- I've been

unhappy for quite some time,
but you know that.

- I absolutely did not know that.
- Come on, Sarah.

No. Mom, I'm serious.
What do you mean?

We got married young, okay?

I-I felt
like something was missing,

like I was trapped
in the marriage.

What are you even talking about?

Hey. Don't take
that tone with me.

- Hey!
- What-what tone?

What is my tone?

Like I'm an idiot.

I don't think you're an idiot.

- I just... I'm...
- I just thought maybe

- you'd be able to understand.
- Understand?

How could I...?

You're the only person I know

who ever left Kansas City
and did anything.

You created your own life.

I came here because
I thought I...

Never mind.

I would love some salad
if you don't mind.

Slow, melancholy music

Thank you.

She always does this.

She just... she knows
the exact thing to say

to send me into a free fall.
It's like...

Why can't anything be
fucking simple?

- I'm so sorry, Finn.
- It's okay.

It's okay.
I just... I still don't get

what she wants me to do.
Like, like, I don't know.

Give her a guidebook
to leaving my dad?

- Who I like more than her?
- You don't

owe her anything.

- No, I know but I...
- You can't control her.

That's the main thing, right?
You can only control yourself.

- Right.
- So, what do you want?

Um...

I don't know what I want.

I...

I could make my amends?

Take back control a little?

- I...
- Yes. No, that's... Yes.

- You could.
- I-I don't know.

I never thought I'd do it
in person, but she's here.

- She-she showed up, right?
- I don't know, Finn.

I... I-I think this might
not be the right time.

Or it could be the perfect time.

Okay, this could be
very healing for you.

Right. Right, I'm...

Yeah. Okay, I'm gonna do it.

- Okay.
- I'm an adult.

I mean, it's my life.
Oh, my God.

What the fuck am I gonna say?

- I can't just...
- Um, sit at my desk,

take some time, write
something down. You don't have

- to do it on the fly. Okay?
- Right.

We will go,
give you some privacy.

- You just...
- Okay.

- Okay?
- Yeah, yeah. I got it.

- Okay.
- Um...

I'm-I'm here for you.

- Okay.
- Okay.

You know, I'm just trying to
make sure she doesn't get hurt.

Well, you don't have
to worry about her anymore.

She's a big girl.

All right, I can't watch you
torture yourself.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
They're gonna see us.

Hey, hey, hey, hey,
do you trust me?

- Yes.
- Okay.

Wait. What about the hungry?

I'll write 'em a check. Come on.

Light, whimsical music

Hey.

Can I steal one of those?

They're for charity.

My bad.

- Sorry.
- Excuse me.

Misty?! Hey, Misty!

- Yeah.
- Come on, man!

- Oh, God.
- Wait up!

- Oh, um...
- Oh, geez.

Oh, God. I got to work out more.

- Oh, my God.
- You know?

- Mm-hmm.
- I haven't worked out since...

Oh, ever since
that Jane Fonda tape got stuck

- in my VCR, you know?
- Yeah.

Anyway, I just wanted to say,

I'm really sorry.

I'm sorry about, uh, saying
that you were my girlfriend.

I... happened to catch
your facial expression, and...

My boss, you know, he always
puts me on the spot.

I mean, I feel like an idiot

every time he asks me
even mundane things.

You know, he says,
"What'd you do on the weekend?"

And I have to make something up.

What am I gonna tell him?

I stayed home
and watched 90 Day Fiancé

- and, uh, cooked a frozen pizza?
- I'm just...

Listen, I'm just... I'm really
embarrassed right now.

- Oh, no. Did I ruin it?
- Yeah, no. I just, I, uh...

I really have
to find a bathroom.

- Oh, right now?
- Yeah.

That sorcerer's
fucking pumpkin brew

- that Finley gave me...
- No good?

...is not sitting well
with me. No.

- Okay, I'll get you there.
- Ooh. Okay.

Follow me.
I'm good in an emergency.

- Crisis situation...
- Hold it, everybody!

We're walking here.
Watch it, turkey!

- Come on, Misty. Come on.
- Oh, my God.

- Oh, God.
- I can run.

- For real?
- Yeah.

- For real?
- Yes.

I mean, look, look, okay.
So, family's hard.

Mm.

What about friends?

- Exes?
- Hmm.

Do you have a Brie?

Okay, I sort of have a Brie,
sort of.

- Sophie?
- No!

- Mm.
- No, no, no, no, no. No.

Uh...

I went to daycare
with this girl named Roxy.

- That's so cute.
- Yeah, so cute.

She and I were, like, best
friends throughout grade school,

and then we sort of, like, made
out in high school, you know?

- Where is she at now?
- In Costa Rica.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

So, not the love of your life?

I mean... I don't know.

She's just, like, the
flightiest person I've ever met.

Like, couldn't even stay in town
long enough to...

commit to an animal,
let alone another person.

But she's like family.

Yeah. Sounds like it.

Yeah,
our moms were best friends.

Oh, are they still close?

Uh...

Uh, my mom died of cancer
when I was ten.

Oh, shit.

And my dad's in prison.

- Fuck.
- Cheers.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

- Oof.
- Yeah. It's sort of tough

to work into, like,
an easy conversation, you know?

Yeah, no shit.

Um...

Yeah. Man, I miss her.

She could cook.

Like...

We didn't have
super big Thanksgivings,

but... they were so lovely.

Kind of like this.

Ours are, like,
a hundred times louder.

Mm.

But this is really nice.

- Loud?
- Mm-hmm.

Louder. You want loud?

Yes?

We can do loud.

- Come on.
- Oh, okay.

We're gonna go
on a little adventure.

Oh, yeah. All right.

"To My Younger Self" by Britton

Wish there was something
that I could do

To save you from what's coming

You might be a soldier,
but know that your demons

Built an army
and they're taking over now

All I see through my tears
is black

Tell Mom and Dad I love them
but I have to go

No turning back

I know that your heart is aching

I know that you don't know why

And you can't stop
your hands from shaking

Now you want to die

If I could tell you
everything I know

I'd tell you that
the darkness always fades out

In the end, the light
will emerge with no doubt

You just gotta keep going,
baby, don't back down

If I could tell you
everything I know now

I'd tell you that
the darkness always fades out

In the end, the light will
emerge with no doubt

You just gotta keep going,
baby, don't back down

Okay.

"We acknowledge
the Chumash and Tongva people"

as the past, present
and future caretakers

of the Los Angeles Basin
where we currently

celebrate today.

Let us honor the memory of those
who lost their sovereignty

or died on this land.

We honor their connection
to this land

and give thanks
for the opportunity to live

"on their traditional homeland."

Well, okay. Whatever happened
to the Mayflower

- and the first Thanksgiving?
- Turns out that was all a lie.

- Well...
- Here, Mom. Have some stuffing.

Yeah, your homie Chris
was a dick.

Micah, will you pass
the potatoes?

Oh, uh...

¡Ay! ¿Mamá?
What are you doing?

Waking up the spices,
a tradition I will pass on.

- Hmm?
- Uh, Mom?

Uh... you know...

Dad told you
I went to rehab, right?

Yeah, but we don't need
to talk about that now.

I mean, you're...
you're better, right?

Uh, yeah, I'm better.

But, um, like, a part
of my recovery is apologizing.

And... I just...

There's some things
I would like to say to you.

Look, I'm sorry
for getting so drunk

at Faith's wedding
and calling you a cunt

- in front of Grandma.
- Oh. Oh.

We don't need
to get all emotional now, Sarah.

I'm...

I'm trying to open up to you
about some hard shit.

You don't need
to curse to make your point.

You're smarter than that.

I'm just saying I'm-I'm sorry.

I'm... I'm sorry
for embarrassing you...

You've embarrassed me
your whole life, Sarah.

What is the point of apologizing
for one thing when you...

she just can't remember
all the others, huh?

Is there any salt down
at your end?

Hi!

Happy Thanksgiving.

Okay, so this is
actually pretty quiet.

- Excuse me.
- Mm-hmm.

Melancholy music

I got it.

You made it out in one piece.

- Yeah.
- Let's go get dinner.

Starving.

- Shane?
- What?

You forget something?
What?

That's his car.

Okay.

What about it, Ange?

Ange?

What is it?

What a fucking bitch!

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hold on. Hold on.

- What is it? What is it?
- The la... the last time

that I saw him I gave him that
fucking book right there.

- That book?
- I sp... Yeah.

I spent fucking forever
making it.

- I want that back.
- Wait, hold on, you made that?

- Yeah.
- That's a beautiful book.

- Yeah.
- You're really talented.

Yeah, and he doesn't
fucking deserve it.

All right, hold on, hold on.
Is that locked?

It's locked.

- No...
- No, just forget about it.

- You sure?
- Let's go.

Just forget about it.
Let's just go.

Well, you're better than me
when I was your age.

- Why's that?
- I don't know.

I would have grabbed something,
thrown it at his window...

gotten my shit back.

But I don't know.

- Thanks for hanging out with me.
- Oh, it's my pleasure.

I was about to say
the same thing to you.

You hungry?

Angie? Angie?

Angie, Angie, Angie! Angie!

Angie, Angie, Angie,
Angie, Angie, Angie... stop.

Stop!

Don't want you to cut yourself.
Get your shit.

Go.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, do you want
his parking pass?

- No.
- ...in San Diego?

- Come on, come on, come on.
- No.

- I actually moved here for work.
- Oh, really?

- Do you like it?
- It's really nice.

I like the weather,
I like the campus...

No. No, no, no, no.
Fuck!

Oh, my God.
Do you want me to call the cops?

Yes, please.

Somebody busted the shit
out of this window.

Did they take anything?

Okay, well, I guess
we just file a report...

Let's just hold off
on calling the police.

You were right.

God, I can't believe
I fell for it again.

Just...

- I'm such an idiot.
- No, you're not.

You're not an idiot.

I-I am. I just, I...

I just, I wanted her to say
that it was okay.

Oh, my God.

Of course, I get that.
She's your fucking mom.

- It's my mom.
- Yeah.

It's my mom
and she fucking hates me.

- Why does she hate me so much?
- No.

She fucking hates herself, okay?

- Look at me.
- That's...

Finley, you are so special.

You bring so much joy
to the people around you, okay?

You were dealt a shitty
fucking hand

and you turned it into
the most amazing life ever.

And not everybody can do that.

That fucking...

crazy, Mayflower riding...

...Thanksgiving-loving,
white lady out there?

She doesn't know you. Okay?

She doesn't know
the Finley that I know.

I knew you were lying.
You little shits.

I knew you guys were sexting.

Hey, what's wrong, Finley?

I, uh...

Want to meet my mom?

Oh, God, oh, God.
Why is everyone in here?

Okay, okay.
She's got to go.

I got to go
to the bathroom, guys.

- Really bad. I'm so sorry.
- Really.

- We should leave.
- Can you go?

- Can you get out, please?
- Okay, okay.

Get out, now!

Oh, in my head

What did I tell you?
They're together.

What are you doing?

Nana, I told you
we're not together anymore.

Jesus...

Sarah, did you date this girl?

I mean, we're not, right?

Didn't know she was gay.

Don't go there. Don't do it.

I mean, you're just so pretty.

She went there.

- Oh, my God.
- Yikes.

Why do you have
to say shit like that?

Yeah. Kind of brutal, Mom.

Oh, excuse me. Who are you?

I'm Carrie. I've been
filling in, in your absence.

Oh, thank you, Carrie.

Well, I hope you like
cleaning up messes

'cause she's really good
at making 'em.

Well, now I know where
she fucking learned it.

- Oh, is that right?
- You know what?

Shit's kind of hard
when your mom

kicks you out of the house
at 17 years old.

- That is not what happened.
- It is.

It is what happened.

I told you I was gay
and you told me to get out.

Oh, my God. The exaggerating...

What is wrong with you?!

Sarah Anne Finley, you do not
raise your voice at me!

What universe are you
fucking living...

You need to be on medication!

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone...
Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

- Oh, um...
- Oh, my God.

- No.
- Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.
God, how disgusting...

Okay, um...

It's not funny, Sarah.

Um, I think you, uh, got to get
that dry-cleaned right away.

It was a mistake coming here.

You know what?

I think it's time for you to go.

I was really hoping
you had changed.

I have.

"Everything is Changing"
by Saint Middleton

Yeah, I'm a different person

New passions and new burdens...

Well, who wants turkey?

Hey.

Bring it in.

Come here, kid.

Come on.

And nothing's ever certain...

It's okay, babe.
It's okay, it's okay.

Come on, everybody.
A little love for Finley.

It's gonna be all right.

All you've ever known,
ever known...

Squish. Squish tight. Squish...

Happy Thanksgiving.

We love you, Finn.

Okay, you had enough?

- Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

- Okay, you sure?
- Mm-hmm.

All right. Back away slowly.

- You all right, honey?
- Yeah.

Listen, you mind
if I take your mom's seat?

- Please.
- All right, I will.

- Every single part of me
- Is changing

Changing

- I'm so full.
- Okay.

Wait, is that pie?

Oh, no.

Pepita...

he ate it all.

- ¿Dónde está el anillo?
- No sé.

- Hey.
- Hey, bud.

Is he high?

Yeah.

Um...

about before.

I still really
want to be friends.

Yeah.

But I'm still in love with you.

So, no dice for now.

Hmm.

But I can get you some pie.

Oh.

Pie, that sounds good.

If I know you, it's pumpkin.

- Mm.
- Am I right?

- Yeah.
- Oh.

That's what you're getting.

- Anyone need a top off?
- Yes.

Okay.

My shoulder hurts.

- You all right?
- Yeah, I think I'm okay.

You know, I just...

I haven't walked or run
that much in the last 37 years.

- So...
- You did great.

My body's in shock, frankly.

Listen though.

I was very proud of you today,
with your mom.

Really.

You stood up for yourself,
you stayed in your truth.

- Great job.
- Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Moms are complicated.

- Yes.
- Yeah.

You got that right.

Hey.

I'm talking about you, Mom.

To Finley.
For bringing us all together.

Aw...

- Shut the fuck up.
- To Finley!

- Finley!
- Finley!

All right.

All right, enough.

Thank you all for being here.
I love you all so much.

Really.
Even you. For now.

Cheers, guys.

- Happy Thanksgiving.
- Happy Thanksgiving.

Sit down.

Um, I'm just gonna go
in the back.

Okay, bye.

Mm. Oh, I miss a Suarez
Thanksgiving.

Oh, my God. Oh, that's right.
We didn't even get to read them.

Oh.

Hey. New guy picks.

Take one?

Just one.

"I'm forever thankful for my
beautiful daughters and mother.

I'm so glad we can get
together on this day."

"Not all families do this."

- What is with the...
- Mom...

You're gonna have to think
of something new next year.

Well, that's how I feel.

Come on, pass them on,
pass them on.

Nana wants one.

- I like it.
- I like it, too.

- It's consistent.
- What do you got there, Nana?

Let's see...

"I am grateful for my donor."

- What?
- What?

- "My daughter"?
- Donor.

- Donor?
- Donor?

Did you write that?

It can be the first thing
in the scrapbook.

- Wait. I-Is that real?
- Hold it.

A donor for what?
Organ or baby?

Organ or baby?

Baby.

I'm so happy for you.

Here's to you.

I'll go where you're going

I'll be here...

Sorry I lied to you
about Sophie.

Listen, kid.

I dated the same woman
on and off for 16 years.

- Wow.
- Yeah. I don't think it's bad.

You know?
I just think it's gay.

Thanks, Care Bear.

That name is actually
reserved for Misty.

Oh.

I'm sorry. Cutie.

"Cutie," that-that one
felt weird.

"Cutie" felt weird.

- I get it.
- Ah, my arm...

Carrie?

You know, I don't feel so good.

- Are you okay?
- No.

- I think I need to lie down...
- Hey. Carrie, Carrie!

"Unconscious" by Luz

Oh, why can't you

Breathe harder

And try to live

'Cause I don't know
what I'd do without you

Fuck.

Oh, why can't you

Breathe clearer

And try to live

'Cause I don't know
what I'd do, my dear

Dear Mama,

I'm thankful for
a lot of things.

Mostly for everything
you taught me.

Thousand times...

Like, sometimes

rules are meant to be broken.

And every day,
I've lived my life

We have the power
to make the family we choose...

Stupid to think

That words don't mean
what they do anymore

'Cause what they say does not...

- Micah?
- Yeah?

And now she lays in her bed...

I should've said "yes"
when you asked me to marry you.

And now you talk about how
she had problems...

Yeah?

Sorry.

Congratulations!

Now she doesn't see
the world like it sees her

That when something
good comes into your life,

you should hold on to it.

And she doesn't see
the world like it sees her

I'm thankful you taught me
that every moment on this Earth

is a gift.

Why can't you breathe...

Come on, Carrie.

- Come on, Carrie! Fuck!
- Ma'am, can you still hear me?

How much longer
are you gonna be?!

Please hurry!
Can you please fucking hurry?!

Okay. Okay.

To breathe...

I love you, Mama.

And try to live

'Cause I don't know
what I'd do, my dear

And now she lays
in her bed, unconscious

And now you talk about
how she had problems

Can't you see that we're
the ones who caused them

She doesn't see the world