The Wilds (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 7 - Day 50/33 - full transcript
The relationship
between mother and child
is so important.
It's practically biblical.
To be loved and cared
for by a mother...
...it's just the most
elemental human need.
Unfortunately,
it wasn't met for you.
That hunger was never fed,
leaving you to scavenge
for it on your own,
to seek validation from
everyone else in your life.
And to lash out when you feel
abandoned or ashamed.
The behaviors
that landed you here today
are the direct result
of that wound.
You cannot blame
yourself for them.
I certainly don't.
In fact, I think
you deserve a second chance.
Didn't I nail this?
Like, it could be
in a damn Yogurtland ad
with a twist
and the little curl on top.
Yeah, you did really great.
Mmm, shit.
Should I sling yogurt for
a living when I'm all grown up?
Mom, you are grown up.
What did you call me?
Grown-up, my ass.
Oh, hey.
Look, what do you say?
You want to get your ass
handed to you at skeeball?
You wish.
Go!
Just have
a little fun.
He wants a mother here.
You're acting like
a fucking teenager.
Fucking teenager?
He needs a mother here now.
No, I can't do now here.
I need to do me, okay?
A break would do you some good.
I could take over,
maybe trim her nails.
Or we could go
for a walk, just you and me?
At least stretch
your legs a little?
Okay. I know
we've been hit real hard.
I-I know that
we're up against it,
but this whole all-is-lost vibe
that we've got going on,
it's not helping anybody.
What do you want us
to do, Rachel?
Sit down with
our gratitude journals?
You know, just turn
our fucking frowns upside down?
Jesus, Dorothy.
What crawled up your ass?
I'm in a shit mood in
the face of a shit situation.
I am having the correct
fucking reaction
to the fact that Martha
is basically catatonic.
So don't ask me
what crawled up my ass,
unless you want me
to shove it in your face
so you can have a look.
Okay.
Everybody chill.
I know you've gotta be
in your feelings.
I'm just asking you to not
feel them at each other
and maybe leave yourself
a little room.
Room for what?
I don't know.
Hope?
We've still got shit
going for us.
It's only been four days
since her breakdown
and she's keeping
some water down
and her heart rate is good.
We still got this.
We got this.
Oh, shit.
What?
A bedsore.
- Oh, fuck.
- No, no, no, Toni, Toni,
hand to God,
it'll be all right, okay?
All right.
You know what we'll do?
We'll take her
to the hot spring.
Okay, the hot spring's
not very close
and Martha's not
super moveable.
Well, we can carry her
on a bed if we rig it up right.
Look, I know.
I know it'll be a grind,
but it's the best
we can do right now.
If we can get her down there,
we can get her clean, warm,
and maybe we can just get her
feeling as good as possible.
So who's in?
Then that means we're all in.
- Leah?
- Yes, yeah, hi.
I need you to head out
and get some bamboo
to make sure that this platform
is strong enough
to carry her, okay?
Yeah.
Rachel, I can't.
I mean, I can,
but I shouldn't.
I really... I-I
shouldn't go anywhere.
Look, no offense, Leah,
but this short leash you've got
yourself on, it's a little...
Disturbing.
You haven't even gone
more than 50 feet
to go to the bathroom.
I've seen your butt cheeks
enough times
that I could pick them
out of a lineup.
No, it's just I ca...
I have to stay here.
I have to stay vigilant.
I was out there, like,
extremely on alert when she...
maybe if I hadn't been floating
around
my own fucking head,
I would've found her.
No.
It all happened so fast.
None of this shit
is your fault.
I'll go for the bamboo.
Thank you.
Okay, so everybody else,
prep for departure
and I don't know how long
we're going to be down there.
Just pack accordingly.
Hey. Look, I know you've got
a lot on your mind,
but do you think
we might be able
to get a moment alone maybe?
Yeah, um...
I need you to not make this
about you right now.
Maybe just don't
be so needy.
It might sound a
little crazy, but I can't lie.
I-I like it when a girl has
a little bit extra,
you know what I'm saying?
Especially when she has
that little pouch
right up under her belly
button... what's it called?
It's got like... it's got like
this acronym or something.
What... what is it?
It was fucking...
A FUPA.
I-I was pretty nervous
walking over here,
thinking hard
about what I might say.
Definitely didn't think
that FUPA would be my opener.
What do you want, man?
Nothing actually.
I just came to say hey.
Look, dude, this ain't
no Pleasantville, okay?
We... we don't need
a friendly, neighborly hello.
In fact,
we'd rather you not.
Yeah, no, no, no.
Sorry.
I just actually... I-I wanted
to bring you this.
Ivan and Raf found
some washed-up nets
so we've been trying it out.
Slow at first but this morning
we caught three.
And it's honestly more than
we can eat, so...
I...
Hey, yo.
Thanks, Seth.
Yeah.
Yeah, of course.
Yeah.
Yeah, I don't have much
but I'm...
here if you need me.
Julia.
Oh, I knew I'd see your face
and immediately feel bad
for coming over.
No, no, no, come.
Get in.
Oh, why can't I deal
with shit on my own?
Like, I'm such a baby,
you know?
Actually, I wish I was a baby
because baby life was so easy.
You just gotta pee your pants
and people weren't allowed
to be fucking assholes to you.
Is this... is this
is a Jeremy thing?
Well, we were partying
at Jenna's,
and him and his friends were
getting just so stupid.
And I don't know,
like, her parents
had all these
really awesome old records
like Billie Holiday
and Dusty Springfield.
I don't know.
I just... I kind of wanted
to just listen
to music and chill
and all he wanted to do
was butt chug tequila
and try to fuck me
in Jenna's parents' room.
And so I left, 'cause I'm...
I'm tired of him
not getting me.
Yeah.
No shit, Jules.
No, no, that's gotta, like,
get old at some point.
- Oh.
- Um...
Yeah, I'm wasted.
Oh.
That's why I just
couldn't go back to my...
Oh, oh, God.
Oh, okay, come on.
Active situation.
We're on the move.
Has your bathroom
always been this gross
and I just never noticed?
Wow.
I open my home.
I give her asylum, and...
and... and what does she do?
She... she shit-talks
my living space.
I'm just giving you
a hard time, Beth.
I know you are, Julio.
I'm going to close
my eyes right now,
but I'm not going to sleep.
I am not feeling
right about this.
My grip is slipping.
We're never gonna
make it before dark.
Yes, we will.
We just have to keep...
Stop.
Does anyone else hear that?
God fucking dammit!
How the fuck
haven't we found this before?
Well, I mean,
we swung way the hell east
to avoid the marsh.
Oh, my God.
What are we
supposed to do now?
Um...
Maybe we just accept this.
Accept what?
That we're stuck here?
That Martha may never recover?
What the fuck
are we supposed to accept?
No, that...
maybe that Martha
just... she took herself
someplace safe.
What?
The mind can do that,
you know?
Sort of give you what you need.
So you're a brain surgeon now.
No.
Toni, maybe
you should go easy on her.
Why should I?
She's acting like this
is all fine.
Like Martha's having
some cool fucking daydream.
I'm sorry, I'm not having it.
Hey, it is a river.
It's not a brick wall.
All we have to do is cross.
Okay, respectfully, Rachel,
fuck that.
We have no idea how deep it is.
There's no telling
how slippery the rocks are
and I'm not even sure
that we're on the right track.
Look, the... the spring
is just over that way, okay?
It's just over the rise.
I've kept my eyes on it
this whole time.
We can do this.
All we have to do is have
a little faith right now.
Oh, I'm fresh out of that shit.
Blew through
all I had a while back.
Well, I haven't,
so let's fucking go.
Martha!
Martha, Martha!
Martha!
Martha!
- Martha!
- Martha!
Martha!
Holy fucking shit,
Martha!
Martha!
Dot, Dot!
Where's Dot?
Where are they?
Martha!
- Where are they?
- Martha!
- Martha!
- Dot!
Martha!
Dot!
Lights out, bitches.
Hell yeah!
Did I not just call it?
Did I not just say lights out.
Lights out!
Whoo!
Lights out all the way out.
I mean, fuses are blown.
The power grids are down.
There's rolling blackouts
across the Eastern seaboard.
Whoa, Josh,
kill switch.
Right, yeah, totally.
Hey, can you go grab me
some water and some sunblock?
And then I'm going to need you
to restack the beers
as soon as you can, huh?
Yeah.
On it like a bonnet.
That was a test, Josh.
One that you did not pass.
Oh, God, sorry.
No sorrys.
Just learn the lesson.
You don't always have
to do shit for other people,
no questions asked.
That's bitch behavior.
And you know what bitches get?
Fishes.
Whoo-hoo.
Nice.
You reel that in?
- Yeah, I mean...
- Um...
Seth did.
Man, I-I need you
to not live your life
like you're always hooked up
to a damn polygraph.
Wait, you talked
to that asshole?
You let him give you that?
- They caught extra.
- Who gives a shit?
We don't take handouts
from dirtbags.
When we're low on food, we do.
I don't know if you've
noticed the shortage
since you've been busy
scratching at your clap sack
and playing Frisbee
with your mini me
and trying to light
your farts on fire.
Don't act like you
didn't laugh at that.
Personally speaking,
I did not.
Look, man.
All I'm saying is you've been
acting like you run this camp
for a while now.
We haven't exactly
thrived on your watch.
I mean, the atmosphere
around here
is getting to be
like fuckin'...
NFL Sunday at Hooters.
But with
no chicken wings.
So yeah, dickhead,
we are taking handouts.
Bo-bo, filet this shit up
so we can get it cooking.
This is such horseshit.
Do you think we should
be taking charity fish
from that fucking deviant?
No, I don't.
I don't at all.
Maybe you should tell
that to our friend here.
Hey, big guy.
What do you say
we 86 the flounder?
Josh, come on.
Right.
Yeah, that's right.
You're... you're never
super psyched
about missing a meal, are you?
Obviously.
Do you know what's
totally fascinating about you?
You're like
this complete OCD nut job
over the inventory
and keeping things neat.
But at the same time, it's like
physically impossible for you
as a person to stay clean.
I mean, look how
fucking sweaty you are.
Is there like
a tidal wave of sweat
gushing down your crack
right now?
Josh, pump the brakes, man.
Have you ever looked
down on a hot day
to realize you were standing
in a puddle of
your own greasy perspiration?
Shut your ass up
and get on your feet.
Scotty, don't do
something stupid, man.
You should have
told that to your boy
before he came at mine.
The only thing Bo's
gonna be taking inventory of
is this bitch's teeth when
I bust them out of his mouth.
Scotty, c'mon.
It's okay.
It's not fucking okay.
Nobody says that shit
and gets away with it,
you... you white-bread,
rickets-having, devil-stick,
fuck-stick cry baby.
Scotty.
- You fucking asked for it.
- Scotty, come on.
Hey, hey.
No fucking way.
Look at me.
Okay, let's...
let's just leave.
Right, that's all we need
to do, let's just go.
Wait, where the hell
are you going?
Absolutely anywhere but here.
♪ Goddamn,
take a look at myself ♪
♪ I think I'm over ♪♪
- I smell French roast.
- Oh, just brewed it.
This is why I keep you around.
Ah, thank you.
Mm-hmm.
Oh God.
I hate this tacky mug.
Secret Santa gift
gone horribly wrong.
Yeah, it's a little too cute
for a badass
with a bitchin' tattoo.
God, I forgot I told you that.
Told him what?
About my tattoo.
Wait, you have a tattoo?
A little skeleton
I got on my hip
when I landed my first job
as an x-ray tech.
I told you years ago.
No, you didn't.
But now that I'm aware,
I feel like you should stop
giving me so much crap
about my septum ring.
That's on your face, Henry.
You stuck a piece of metal
in the center of your face.
What if you wake up tomorrow
and want to, like,
get a job
at a bank or something?
I would never work
at a financial institution.
I know, that was a bad example.
Banks are a plague
and money is
a government psy-op.
A little early to talk
about government psy-ops
for me.
I'm gonna head up.
Is Julia is still sleeping?
I think so.
I haven't checked on her yet.
Did Julia stay the night?
How do I know
nothing around here?
I mean, I have a theory.
God, this is such a scam.
You never let Paige stay over.
Now that's because
she's your girlfriend.
Julia is just a friend
who got in a jam
and we allowed it
because Seth slept downstairs.
Does that clear things
up for you?
Whatever.
Still feels
like a double standard to me.
Hey.
Oh, I slept for
a super long time, didn't I?
Yeah, yeah.
Don't know how to tell you this
but the year is 2025.
There's a nuclear winter
outside.
America is
a totalitarian state.
Oh, shit.
Who's our dictator?
Kesha actually.
Yeah.
Right.
Yeah.
No, she quit the music biz
and got really into
military coups and...
here we are.
Oh, you're so funny.
I always sort of forget
how funny you are.
Thought my mouth would taste
like a tequila sewer,
but it feels kinda fresh.
Yeah, I actually heard you
swish some mouthwash
last night
after you vomited.
- Oh, hmm.
- So...
Well, you know,
alcohol gets a bad rap
for impairing
your decision-making faculties,
but I feel like I make some of
my best choices when I'm drunk.
Oh, yeah.
Such as?
Well, I Ubered here
instead of driving.
I remembered mouthwash
and I didn't go over to Kelly's
who would have just
gotten me high on top of drunk.
Instead, I came here.
No, Jules.
I, um...
I-I-I-I can't.
I... it's not because
I don't want.
It's just that... I mean,
I really have
for a really, really long time.
It's, um...
Ah, fuck, fuck.
I am freaking out right now.
No, no.
- Seth...
- No, it's...
Look, it's just that...
you have a lot of drama
and I...
just don't.
Hey.
Wh...
Do you want this?
♪ Your eyes
are like weapons ♪
♪ Your lips
could teach lessons ♪
♪ Don't use 'em so reckless ♪
♪ 'cause for you
I'm helpless ♪
♪ You gotta take caution ♪
♪ You know that I'm all in ♪
♪ The chance of me falling ♪
♪ You know that it's often ♪
♪ But if you don't
wanna stay ♪
♪ Then please stop
moving this way ♪
♪ You're starting up
a wildfire in my heart ♪
♪ Hope it's what you want ♪
♪ Not just what you do ♪
♪ You're starting up
a wildfire in my head ♪
♪ Hope it's what you meant ♪
♪ Not just what you do ♪ ♪
Seth, hey.
What's the next move?
Yeah, yeah, sorry.
Um...
I guess we start building.
I'm, like,
a little too sun-stroked
and nutrient-deficient
for manual labor right now.
Oh, come on, man.
Let's get up
and moving, you know?
Like, flex a little.
Okay!
Boundaries, please!
You know I'm still
not with you, with you.
I've just chosen to try
and keep myself alive
in your general vicinity.
I know.
I'm... I'm sorry, Ivan.
Well, what's
going on over here?
Hey, hey, relax.
We're not... we're not here
to mess with you guys.
Just kinda hit our bullshit
limit back at the other camp.
How toxic has it gotten?
It's fucking Chernobyl.
Well, well,
mi casa es su casa.
or more like our casa.
But I don't... I don't know
how to say that.
I take French.
So, Henry,
he didn't come with you?
Nah, nah.
I don't give him long, though.
The kid's been fed up
for a minute.
He's always going on water runs
just to get away.
Okay.
So, look,
I hate to put you to work
just as soon as you land,
but we're trying to put
a roof over our heads.
Maybe we should
reconsider that though.
I mean, we sort of
outnumber them now.
So you're saying we should
storm the castle, huh?
No, no, I don't mean by force.
I just...
I don't know.
Never mind.
No, no, no, no, no.
No, this is good.
A diplomatic mission.
Let's run with it.
We go over there,
all five of us
completely in peace,
just lay out what we want.
Which is?
To be done with
this divisive shit.
One camp, one crew,
fresh start.
Let's do it.
All right.
All right,
but if this is gonna happen,
I gotta go talk
to Henry first.
Family starts with family.
Can't tell if this
is doing anything.
Give it a little time.
You're the only...
You're the only one who knows
the truth about this place.
Fatin.
Fatin...
...can I have a cloth
of some sort, please?
Yeah, sorry.
Of course.
Thank you.
Rachel, what if it doesn't...
Fuck, you know, what if
nothing fucking works?
Hey, hey.
Patience and faith.
Toni, I see
what's happening here
and I think you just need
to step away for a sec.
Wander around
and cool your head off.
Yeah, no,
I'm not gonna do that.
It's not a request.
I've got Marty.
I need you to get
right with you.
Something will
happen here, Toni.
This is a very special place.
What the fuck is wrong
with you, you fucking freak?
And what the fuck
are you all looking at?
You think I haven't seen it?
You think I haven't noticed you
letting her down one
by fucking one?
You.
You and this constant fucking
head-trip that you're on,
always around
but doing jack shit
besides staring into space
and shit-talking
your mystical
half-baked garbage.
Like, what is it, Leah?
Somebody I care
about loses her mind
and your ass thinks you need
to fucking outdo her?
Back the fuck away.
And get all the way
out of my goddamn face.
Toni.
What good have you
been, huh?
Sitting there
reading Nora's diary
and fucking coloring?
How the fuck does that help?
I can't even with you.
You might have been there
at the river,
but what else have you done?
Okay, Martha gets laid out
and all your fucking
good-in-a-crisis shit
just goes right out the window.
Yeah, until you're just
some bleak bitch
who keeps looking
at my best friend
like she's a ghost or a leper
or something else
that you can't seem
to fucking handle.
Am I wrong?
My best friend goes down
and all your strength shits
the fucking bed, is that it?
Is that it?
Toni, please.
I'm done.
Don't run away.
It's just me.
Oh, that was probably
not the most reassuring words
to hear
given the circumstances.
Um, the, um...
...the Florida boys
switched camps.
Means we have, like,
a majority thing
going on
so, hashtag, squad goals.
I said that ironically,
the squad goals thing.
Doesn't make much sense
to say it.
Ironically, hacky and over.
Man, I am really
spinning my wheels here
which I hope that
you're getting a kick out of.
A little.
I miss you, man.
It's actually like,
kind of killing me,
all this shit between us.
I feel like it has
to be killing you too.
A little.
You took their side, Hen.
That plays with my head,
you know?
It's not like I wanted to.
Why did you?
Because every time
I tried to tell myself
you couldn't have done it,
I thought about your hands
pushing my shoulders down,
holding me underwater.
That's not all of it, is it?
What do you mean?
You're holding
onto something else.
I know you are.
All this...
...shit with your mom,
how me and her get along.
Doesn't feel great, I guess.
The way she likes you
and gets you.
Yeah.
Yeah, maybe.
Sure.
Maybe she's cool with me
because I'm
a try-hard kiss ass.
Like, cracking jokes and just
sucking up 24-fucking-7.
But she loves you, Henry.
You pierce your face,
you wear...
...what you wear.
You do all this stuff that just
freaks her the fuck out
all the time.
But she sticks around.
That's how I know
she loves you.
I know.
Or at least I think I do.
Though she does have some
messed-up ways of showing it,
like shipping me off
on some horrifying retreat
for norm-core adventure boys.
And with that love shit,
all that fucking love shit,
nobody gets
the showing part right.
I mean, look at me.
I wanted to show you
so I dunked you
in the fucking ocean.
What the fuck is this?
Peace conference, Kirin.
Nothing more, nothing less.
We're over the conflict,
Kirin.
We want to be a team again.
One camp, eight strong.
You gotta be fucking kidding.
Look, I get it.
I get...
...I get the push back
and I don't...
I don't resent it.
I got five guys behind me
who know what we're up against.
We know that it's only
gonna get harder.
The weather's turning,
the food is hit or miss,
we're only getting weaker.
I'm not asking to be
anyone's best friend.
I'm not... I'm not asking for
a warm welcome or open arms.
I'm just... I'm asking for arms
that aren't actively decking me
in the face
because I'm not... I'm not
the enemy here
or at least
I'm not the main one, right?
Death is.
This is a fight for our lives.
Our only chance of winning
is together.
♪ Imagine me and you ♪
♪ I do ♪
♪ I think about you
day and night ♪
♪ It's only right ♪
♪ To think about
the girl you love ♪
♪ And hold her tight ♪
♪ So happy together ♪
♪ If I should call you up ♪
♪ Invest a dime ♪
♪ And you say
you belong to me ♪
♪ And ease my mind ♪
♪ Imagine how the world
could be so very fine ♪
♪ So happy together ♪
Fuck, fuck!
♪ I can't see me lovin' ♪
♪ Nobody but you ♪
♪ For all my life ♪
♪ When you're with me, baby,
the skies'll be blue ♪
♪ For all my life ♪
♪ So happy together ♪
Penny for your thoughts.
That's a joke.
I know you hate that question.
Would you like to sit down?
You got old.
Shit.
You went in.
No shade, as they say,
but shouldn't that up
my market value in your book?
You know about him?
Oh, God, I know
about all of your crushes.
After me, there was
Paul your neighbor,
there was Avishar from camp,
Jiro, Amanda, Lana Del Rey,
Brandon P, Brandon T.
You can absolutely stop now.
I don't need a delusion
to tell me how pathetic I am.
Pathetic.
Who said pathetic?
Fuck that, man.
That's a modern American lie,
the idea that
all-consuming infatuations
are sad or something.
What's more beautiful than
an overwhelming investment
of the heart?
You can't keep selling
your obsessive spirit
down the river.
Great songs were not written
about passing fancies,
about shallow-feeling people.
They're written
about devastating love,
by people who think
and feel...
...with a depth
that verges on madness.
Like you.
I should go back now.
Come here, Leah.
♪ Up the stairs
to her apartment ♪
♪ She is balled up
on the couch ♪
♪ Her mom and dad
went down to Charlotte ♪
♪ They're not home
to find us out ♪
♪ And we drive ♪
♪ Now that I have
found someone ♪
♪ I'm feeling more alone ♪
♪ Than I ever
have before ♪
♪ She's a brick
and I'm drowning ♪
Daddy, I miss you...
♪ off the coast
and I'm headed nowhere ♪
...a lot.
♪ She's a brick
and I'm drowning slowly ♪
I should have done this
forever ago.
What's that?
Just fall ass backwards
through the looking glass.
Oh, my God.
Shit, I think you're ready.
For what?
Swim.
I know what this is.
I know that you blame me.
I know that every time
you look at me,
you remember what I did.
How I had a chance
with the boat
and I let it... I let it go.
I know when you see me,
all you see is...
maybe all you'll
ever see is...
...is the reason is...
...that she's not okay.
A part of me wants to
ask you if there's a way back.
The part of me
that knows you...
That part...
...knows there isn't.
Is there?
Oh, honey.
You're all right.
You'll be all right.
Who am I kidding?
I can't promise that.
But I'm here with you.
Right here with you, right on
the edge of our fucking sanity.
Madness loves company,
am I right?
You're the sanest person
I know.
Yeah, maybe not.
Look.
Just look at what
I've been obsessing over.
Yeah, I know
I've gone full Leah.
Hey, man.
Happy fricking homecoming.
Where... where'd you get this?
Stumbled upon it
a while back
when I was pissed
at the others.
I hid it so they wouldn't
get their hands on it.
Rafael Garcia,
you are shadier than you look.
Hey, you mind if... if we
make this a communal moment?
Not at all, man.
Hey, yo, this guy
got away from us.
Let's take him down together.
What do you say?
I mean, it's only 12 ounces
between us,
but it'll be more
of a ceremonial thing.
A-a passing of the peace pipe.
Hey, Kirin.
Come on.
You joining?
Let's go, gladiator.
- Fuck it.
- All right.
All right, here we go.
Here's to...
...no more
fucking toast speeches
or grandstanding
from yours truly.
Ugh, can I get an amen?
Amen.
Hey, what you say
we play a game of... of poker
like we're a bunch of dads
from the suburbs?
Hey, yo, J-money.
Let's go.
We're getting a game in.
Josh.
Josh, come on over, man.
Yo, just leave him alone
and deal already, bro.
I'm... I'm ready to take
your ass to the cleaners.
No, no, no,
he should get on this.
I bet you
he's a low-key card shark.
Yo, J-money, let's go.
J-street.
Come on over here, man.
Let's go.
Come on, man.
Let's do this.
Yo, just back off.
Yeah, all right,
all right, all right.
What are we playing today?
Texas Hold'em, Omaha, Stud?
Six-shooter, Tightrope?
Sloppy Deuces, Duck Lips?
Jude Law Draw, Armadillo.
Respectfully, what the hell
are you saying right now?
He's freestyling.
Freestyling.
Yeah.
Fun fact.
You can say any word or words
and it'll sound like
the name of a card game.
- Shit-flip.
- Hey, there you go.
I'd play a hand of Shit-flip.
Bourgeois bullshit.
Hey, hey, hey, love it.
Nipples up.
Nipples up.
Oh, fuck yes.
If there is a game of nipples
up playing in the vicinity,
absolutely deal me in
fucking right there.
Hey, Josh, can you give us
a name of a...
of a made-up card game, man?
Come on.
Any name.
I don't know.
Oh, no, come on.
Dude, you're hilarious.
- Give it a shot.
- Hey, hey, man.
It's cool.
He doesn't have to.
Oh, no, no,
but... but, like, Josh,
you're, like, a funny guy.
Honestly,
you should probably
come and guest-post for Spillz
when we get back.
What do you say?
It's okay.
Oh, come on, man.
I'm sure you've got
great material.
You know,
we'll... we'll riff it up.
It will be great.
Don't touch me!
Jesus Christ.
You needy fuck.
You said it yourself
but now I really believe you.
What'd I say?
That nobody's
allowed to hate you.
And if they do, you'll start
that creepy
full-court press shit
or you'll steal
their fucking cat.
- Wait, steal...
- What are you talking about?
He told me.
Those are his words.
His girlfriend dumped his ass
so he kidnapped her cat
until she agreed
to talk to him again.
Wait.
Julia's cat?
No-no.
I-I-I-I-I don't know
what he's talking about so.
You told me
you were cat sitting.
Wait, wait, Julia-Julia?
Wait, Julia?
She didn't dump you.
You said you guys
were still together.
They broke up,
like, months ago.
Is that true?
That's not what you said.
- Just hear me out.
- Leave me alone!
Let go!
Get the fuck away from me!
Oh, my God.
You did something to Julia.
You know he's a good kid.
He just made a mistake.
- What happened?
- I don't know.
What did you do?
What did you do to her?
No, Henry, Henry,
you don't understand, man.
You don't.
You don't understand.
I don't need to.
You hurt Julia.
You hurt people.
This is who you are.
You don't know the story,
He... Henry.
You don't know
what she did to me.
So that gave you
the right to do
whatever heinous thing you did?
It's... it was... it was
an accident, Henry.
I didn't mean...
I never mean...
- I never mean...
- I was right.
When I said Mom
only felt sorry for you,
I said it
to piss you off but...
...I-I was fucking right.
I said that you don't
understand, man.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Hey, hold on.
- Easy.
I don't know how to
fucking... you can't control...
you have no idea
how this feels.
This is what you do.
You lie, you hide,
and you fake your way into
everybody's fucking sympathies.
I know what I'm living for now.
Yeah, I'm living to get back
and tell them you don't
deserve the pity.
You're not some sad case
that snapped once.
You're a fucking monster!
What?
I'm not, I'm not.
Fuck...
Go.
Henry, please...
Go!
A failed mother
is a tragic thing.
The damage she leaves
in her wake
can be immense
and irreparable.
To mishandle or abandon
a young developing thing
without seeing it
through to maturity,
that is a violent
and dangerous act.
Give me the phone
and get in.
Does... does... does...
does she know yet?
That you asked to be extracted?
Of course, and she's really
fucking disappointed in you.
I am determined
that I will not fall in
with the failed mothers
of the world.
It's not merely that these
subjects are my children.
This entire enterprise
is my child.
This is my fragile,
beautiful,
important child.
And I do not give up
on my children.
So celebrate, boys
because we fucking won.
There was no
experimental contamination.
Everything that went wrong
with our control group
can be laid at the feet
of one simple,
straightforward thing...
bad male behavior.
I'm still not clear
on how you got that intel.
Oh, I'll debrief you in full
later on, but for now,
suffice it to say...
a mother's intuition.
♪ I can't walk
the streets now ♪
♪ To convulate my mind ♪
♪ Some pretty mama,
she starts breaking down ♪
♪ Stop breaking down ooh ♪
Nobody's home.
Go away.
Yeah, no, sorry.
I don't mean to, like...
...this is weird
and a bit of a long shot,
but I got a call
from my friend, Leah.
She's on this retreat.
There's a website for it
registered to this address.
The Dawn of Eve
is what it's called.
And I just thought...
I don't know
what I thought.
Anyway, sorry again.
Beep, beep,
coming through.
between mother and child
is so important.
It's practically biblical.
To be loved and cared
for by a mother...
...it's just the most
elemental human need.
Unfortunately,
it wasn't met for you.
That hunger was never fed,
leaving you to scavenge
for it on your own,
to seek validation from
everyone else in your life.
And to lash out when you feel
abandoned or ashamed.
The behaviors
that landed you here today
are the direct result
of that wound.
You cannot blame
yourself for them.
I certainly don't.
In fact, I think
you deserve a second chance.
Didn't I nail this?
Like, it could be
in a damn Yogurtland ad
with a twist
and the little curl on top.
Yeah, you did really great.
Mmm, shit.
Should I sling yogurt for
a living when I'm all grown up?
Mom, you are grown up.
What did you call me?
Grown-up, my ass.
Oh, hey.
Look, what do you say?
You want to get your ass
handed to you at skeeball?
You wish.
Go!
Just have
a little fun.
He wants a mother here.
You're acting like
a fucking teenager.
Fucking teenager?
He needs a mother here now.
No, I can't do now here.
I need to do me, okay?
A break would do you some good.
I could take over,
maybe trim her nails.
Or we could go
for a walk, just you and me?
At least stretch
your legs a little?
Okay. I know
we've been hit real hard.
I-I know that
we're up against it,
but this whole all-is-lost vibe
that we've got going on,
it's not helping anybody.
What do you want us
to do, Rachel?
Sit down with
our gratitude journals?
You know, just turn
our fucking frowns upside down?
Jesus, Dorothy.
What crawled up your ass?
I'm in a shit mood in
the face of a shit situation.
I am having the correct
fucking reaction
to the fact that Martha
is basically catatonic.
So don't ask me
what crawled up my ass,
unless you want me
to shove it in your face
so you can have a look.
Okay.
Everybody chill.
I know you've gotta be
in your feelings.
I'm just asking you to not
feel them at each other
and maybe leave yourself
a little room.
Room for what?
I don't know.
Hope?
We've still got shit
going for us.
It's only been four days
since her breakdown
and she's keeping
some water down
and her heart rate is good.
We still got this.
We got this.
Oh, shit.
What?
A bedsore.
- Oh, fuck.
- No, no, no, Toni, Toni,
hand to God,
it'll be all right, okay?
All right.
You know what we'll do?
We'll take her
to the hot spring.
Okay, the hot spring's
not very close
and Martha's not
super moveable.
Well, we can carry her
on a bed if we rig it up right.
Look, I know.
I know it'll be a grind,
but it's the best
we can do right now.
If we can get her down there,
we can get her clean, warm,
and maybe we can just get her
feeling as good as possible.
So who's in?
Then that means we're all in.
- Leah?
- Yes, yeah, hi.
I need you to head out
and get some bamboo
to make sure that this platform
is strong enough
to carry her, okay?
Yeah.
Rachel, I can't.
I mean, I can,
but I shouldn't.
I really... I-I
shouldn't go anywhere.
Look, no offense, Leah,
but this short leash you've got
yourself on, it's a little...
Disturbing.
You haven't even gone
more than 50 feet
to go to the bathroom.
I've seen your butt cheeks
enough times
that I could pick them
out of a lineup.
No, it's just I ca...
I have to stay here.
I have to stay vigilant.
I was out there, like,
extremely on alert when she...
maybe if I hadn't been floating
around
my own fucking head,
I would've found her.
No.
It all happened so fast.
None of this shit
is your fault.
I'll go for the bamboo.
Thank you.
Okay, so everybody else,
prep for departure
and I don't know how long
we're going to be down there.
Just pack accordingly.
Hey. Look, I know you've got
a lot on your mind,
but do you think
we might be able
to get a moment alone maybe?
Yeah, um...
I need you to not make this
about you right now.
Maybe just don't
be so needy.
It might sound a
little crazy, but I can't lie.
I-I like it when a girl has
a little bit extra,
you know what I'm saying?
Especially when she has
that little pouch
right up under her belly
button... what's it called?
It's got like... it's got like
this acronym or something.
What... what is it?
It was fucking...
A FUPA.
I-I was pretty nervous
walking over here,
thinking hard
about what I might say.
Definitely didn't think
that FUPA would be my opener.
What do you want, man?
Nothing actually.
I just came to say hey.
Look, dude, this ain't
no Pleasantville, okay?
We... we don't need
a friendly, neighborly hello.
In fact,
we'd rather you not.
Yeah, no, no, no.
Sorry.
I just actually... I-I wanted
to bring you this.
Ivan and Raf found
some washed-up nets
so we've been trying it out.
Slow at first but this morning
we caught three.
And it's honestly more than
we can eat, so...
I...
Hey, yo.
Thanks, Seth.
Yeah.
Yeah, of course.
Yeah.
Yeah, I don't have much
but I'm...
here if you need me.
Julia.
Oh, I knew I'd see your face
and immediately feel bad
for coming over.
No, no, no, come.
Get in.
Oh, why can't I deal
with shit on my own?
Like, I'm such a baby,
you know?
Actually, I wish I was a baby
because baby life was so easy.
You just gotta pee your pants
and people weren't allowed
to be fucking assholes to you.
Is this... is this
is a Jeremy thing?
Well, we were partying
at Jenna's,
and him and his friends were
getting just so stupid.
And I don't know,
like, her parents
had all these
really awesome old records
like Billie Holiday
and Dusty Springfield.
I don't know.
I just... I kind of wanted
to just listen
to music and chill
and all he wanted to do
was butt chug tequila
and try to fuck me
in Jenna's parents' room.
And so I left, 'cause I'm...
I'm tired of him
not getting me.
Yeah.
No shit, Jules.
No, no, that's gotta, like,
get old at some point.
- Oh.
- Um...
Yeah, I'm wasted.
Oh.
That's why I just
couldn't go back to my...
Oh, oh, God.
Oh, okay, come on.
Active situation.
We're on the move.
Has your bathroom
always been this gross
and I just never noticed?
Wow.
I open my home.
I give her asylum, and...
and... and what does she do?
She... she shit-talks
my living space.
I'm just giving you
a hard time, Beth.
I know you are, Julio.
I'm going to close
my eyes right now,
but I'm not going to sleep.
I am not feeling
right about this.
My grip is slipping.
We're never gonna
make it before dark.
Yes, we will.
We just have to keep...
Stop.
Does anyone else hear that?
God fucking dammit!
How the fuck
haven't we found this before?
Well, I mean,
we swung way the hell east
to avoid the marsh.
Oh, my God.
What are we
supposed to do now?
Um...
Maybe we just accept this.
Accept what?
That we're stuck here?
That Martha may never recover?
What the fuck
are we supposed to accept?
No, that...
maybe that Martha
just... she took herself
someplace safe.
What?
The mind can do that,
you know?
Sort of give you what you need.
So you're a brain surgeon now.
No.
Toni, maybe
you should go easy on her.
Why should I?
She's acting like this
is all fine.
Like Martha's having
some cool fucking daydream.
I'm sorry, I'm not having it.
Hey, it is a river.
It's not a brick wall.
All we have to do is cross.
Okay, respectfully, Rachel,
fuck that.
We have no idea how deep it is.
There's no telling
how slippery the rocks are
and I'm not even sure
that we're on the right track.
Look, the... the spring
is just over that way, okay?
It's just over the rise.
I've kept my eyes on it
this whole time.
We can do this.
All we have to do is have
a little faith right now.
Oh, I'm fresh out of that shit.
Blew through
all I had a while back.
Well, I haven't,
so let's fucking go.
Martha!
Martha, Martha!
Martha!
Martha!
- Martha!
- Martha!
Martha!
Holy fucking shit,
Martha!
Martha!
Dot, Dot!
Where's Dot?
Where are they?
Martha!
- Where are they?
- Martha!
- Martha!
- Dot!
Martha!
Dot!
Lights out, bitches.
Hell yeah!
Did I not just call it?
Did I not just say lights out.
Lights out!
Whoo!
Lights out all the way out.
I mean, fuses are blown.
The power grids are down.
There's rolling blackouts
across the Eastern seaboard.
Whoa, Josh,
kill switch.
Right, yeah, totally.
Hey, can you go grab me
some water and some sunblock?
And then I'm going to need you
to restack the beers
as soon as you can, huh?
Yeah.
On it like a bonnet.
That was a test, Josh.
One that you did not pass.
Oh, God, sorry.
No sorrys.
Just learn the lesson.
You don't always have
to do shit for other people,
no questions asked.
That's bitch behavior.
And you know what bitches get?
Fishes.
Whoo-hoo.
Nice.
You reel that in?
- Yeah, I mean...
- Um...
Seth did.
Man, I-I need you
to not live your life
like you're always hooked up
to a damn polygraph.
Wait, you talked
to that asshole?
You let him give you that?
- They caught extra.
- Who gives a shit?
We don't take handouts
from dirtbags.
When we're low on food, we do.
I don't know if you've
noticed the shortage
since you've been busy
scratching at your clap sack
and playing Frisbee
with your mini me
and trying to light
your farts on fire.
Don't act like you
didn't laugh at that.
Personally speaking,
I did not.
Look, man.
All I'm saying is you've been
acting like you run this camp
for a while now.
We haven't exactly
thrived on your watch.
I mean, the atmosphere
around here
is getting to be
like fuckin'...
NFL Sunday at Hooters.
But with
no chicken wings.
So yeah, dickhead,
we are taking handouts.
Bo-bo, filet this shit up
so we can get it cooking.
This is such horseshit.
Do you think we should
be taking charity fish
from that fucking deviant?
No, I don't.
I don't at all.
Maybe you should tell
that to our friend here.
Hey, big guy.
What do you say
we 86 the flounder?
Josh, come on.
Right.
Yeah, that's right.
You're... you're never
super psyched
about missing a meal, are you?
Obviously.
Do you know what's
totally fascinating about you?
You're like
this complete OCD nut job
over the inventory
and keeping things neat.
But at the same time, it's like
physically impossible for you
as a person to stay clean.
I mean, look how
fucking sweaty you are.
Is there like
a tidal wave of sweat
gushing down your crack
right now?
Josh, pump the brakes, man.
Have you ever looked
down on a hot day
to realize you were standing
in a puddle of
your own greasy perspiration?
Shut your ass up
and get on your feet.
Scotty, don't do
something stupid, man.
You should have
told that to your boy
before he came at mine.
The only thing Bo's
gonna be taking inventory of
is this bitch's teeth when
I bust them out of his mouth.
Scotty, c'mon.
It's okay.
It's not fucking okay.
Nobody says that shit
and gets away with it,
you... you white-bread,
rickets-having, devil-stick,
fuck-stick cry baby.
Scotty.
- You fucking asked for it.
- Scotty, come on.
Hey, hey.
No fucking way.
Look at me.
Okay, let's...
let's just leave.
Right, that's all we need
to do, let's just go.
Wait, where the hell
are you going?
Absolutely anywhere but here.
♪ Goddamn,
take a look at myself ♪
♪ I think I'm over ♪♪
- I smell French roast.
- Oh, just brewed it.
This is why I keep you around.
Ah, thank you.
Mm-hmm.
Oh God.
I hate this tacky mug.
Secret Santa gift
gone horribly wrong.
Yeah, it's a little too cute
for a badass
with a bitchin' tattoo.
God, I forgot I told you that.
Told him what?
About my tattoo.
Wait, you have a tattoo?
A little skeleton
I got on my hip
when I landed my first job
as an x-ray tech.
I told you years ago.
No, you didn't.
But now that I'm aware,
I feel like you should stop
giving me so much crap
about my septum ring.
That's on your face, Henry.
You stuck a piece of metal
in the center of your face.
What if you wake up tomorrow
and want to, like,
get a job
at a bank or something?
I would never work
at a financial institution.
I know, that was a bad example.
Banks are a plague
and money is
a government psy-op.
A little early to talk
about government psy-ops
for me.
I'm gonna head up.
Is Julia is still sleeping?
I think so.
I haven't checked on her yet.
Did Julia stay the night?
How do I know
nothing around here?
I mean, I have a theory.
God, this is such a scam.
You never let Paige stay over.
Now that's because
she's your girlfriend.
Julia is just a friend
who got in a jam
and we allowed it
because Seth slept downstairs.
Does that clear things
up for you?
Whatever.
Still feels
like a double standard to me.
Hey.
Oh, I slept for
a super long time, didn't I?
Yeah, yeah.
Don't know how to tell you this
but the year is 2025.
There's a nuclear winter
outside.
America is
a totalitarian state.
Oh, shit.
Who's our dictator?
Kesha actually.
Yeah.
Right.
Yeah.
No, she quit the music biz
and got really into
military coups and...
here we are.
Oh, you're so funny.
I always sort of forget
how funny you are.
Thought my mouth would taste
like a tequila sewer,
but it feels kinda fresh.
Yeah, I actually heard you
swish some mouthwash
last night
after you vomited.
- Oh, hmm.
- So...
Well, you know,
alcohol gets a bad rap
for impairing
your decision-making faculties,
but I feel like I make some of
my best choices when I'm drunk.
Oh, yeah.
Such as?
Well, I Ubered here
instead of driving.
I remembered mouthwash
and I didn't go over to Kelly's
who would have just
gotten me high on top of drunk.
Instead, I came here.
No, Jules.
I, um...
I-I-I-I can't.
I... it's not because
I don't want.
It's just that... I mean,
I really have
for a really, really long time.
It's, um...
Ah, fuck, fuck.
I am freaking out right now.
No, no.
- Seth...
- No, it's...
Look, it's just that...
you have a lot of drama
and I...
just don't.
Hey.
Wh...
Do you want this?
♪ Your eyes
are like weapons ♪
♪ Your lips
could teach lessons ♪
♪ Don't use 'em so reckless ♪
♪ 'cause for you
I'm helpless ♪
♪ You gotta take caution ♪
♪ You know that I'm all in ♪
♪ The chance of me falling ♪
♪ You know that it's often ♪
♪ But if you don't
wanna stay ♪
♪ Then please stop
moving this way ♪
♪ You're starting up
a wildfire in my heart ♪
♪ Hope it's what you want ♪
♪ Not just what you do ♪
♪ You're starting up
a wildfire in my head ♪
♪ Hope it's what you meant ♪
♪ Not just what you do ♪ ♪
Seth, hey.
What's the next move?
Yeah, yeah, sorry.
Um...
I guess we start building.
I'm, like,
a little too sun-stroked
and nutrient-deficient
for manual labor right now.
Oh, come on, man.
Let's get up
and moving, you know?
Like, flex a little.
Okay!
Boundaries, please!
You know I'm still
not with you, with you.
I've just chosen to try
and keep myself alive
in your general vicinity.
I know.
I'm... I'm sorry, Ivan.
Well, what's
going on over here?
Hey, hey, relax.
We're not... we're not here
to mess with you guys.
Just kinda hit our bullshit
limit back at the other camp.
How toxic has it gotten?
It's fucking Chernobyl.
Well, well,
mi casa es su casa.
or more like our casa.
But I don't... I don't know
how to say that.
I take French.
So, Henry,
he didn't come with you?
Nah, nah.
I don't give him long, though.
The kid's been fed up
for a minute.
He's always going on water runs
just to get away.
Okay.
So, look,
I hate to put you to work
just as soon as you land,
but we're trying to put
a roof over our heads.
Maybe we should
reconsider that though.
I mean, we sort of
outnumber them now.
So you're saying we should
storm the castle, huh?
No, no, I don't mean by force.
I just...
I don't know.
Never mind.
No, no, no, no, no.
No, this is good.
A diplomatic mission.
Let's run with it.
We go over there,
all five of us
completely in peace,
just lay out what we want.
Which is?
To be done with
this divisive shit.
One camp, one crew,
fresh start.
Let's do it.
All right.
All right,
but if this is gonna happen,
I gotta go talk
to Henry first.
Family starts with family.
Can't tell if this
is doing anything.
Give it a little time.
You're the only...
You're the only one who knows
the truth about this place.
Fatin.
Fatin...
...can I have a cloth
of some sort, please?
Yeah, sorry.
Of course.
Thank you.
Rachel, what if it doesn't...
Fuck, you know, what if
nothing fucking works?
Hey, hey.
Patience and faith.
Toni, I see
what's happening here
and I think you just need
to step away for a sec.
Wander around
and cool your head off.
Yeah, no,
I'm not gonna do that.
It's not a request.
I've got Marty.
I need you to get
right with you.
Something will
happen here, Toni.
This is a very special place.
What the fuck is wrong
with you, you fucking freak?
And what the fuck
are you all looking at?
You think I haven't seen it?
You think I haven't noticed you
letting her down one
by fucking one?
You.
You and this constant fucking
head-trip that you're on,
always around
but doing jack shit
besides staring into space
and shit-talking
your mystical
half-baked garbage.
Like, what is it, Leah?
Somebody I care
about loses her mind
and your ass thinks you need
to fucking outdo her?
Back the fuck away.
And get all the way
out of my goddamn face.
Toni.
What good have you
been, huh?
Sitting there
reading Nora's diary
and fucking coloring?
How the fuck does that help?
I can't even with you.
You might have been there
at the river,
but what else have you done?
Okay, Martha gets laid out
and all your fucking
good-in-a-crisis shit
just goes right out the window.
Yeah, until you're just
some bleak bitch
who keeps looking
at my best friend
like she's a ghost or a leper
or something else
that you can't seem
to fucking handle.
Am I wrong?
My best friend goes down
and all your strength shits
the fucking bed, is that it?
Is that it?
Toni, please.
I'm done.
Don't run away.
It's just me.
Oh, that was probably
not the most reassuring words
to hear
given the circumstances.
Um, the, um...
...the Florida boys
switched camps.
Means we have, like,
a majority thing
going on
so, hashtag, squad goals.
I said that ironically,
the squad goals thing.
Doesn't make much sense
to say it.
Ironically, hacky and over.
Man, I am really
spinning my wheels here
which I hope that
you're getting a kick out of.
A little.
I miss you, man.
It's actually like,
kind of killing me,
all this shit between us.
I feel like it has
to be killing you too.
A little.
You took their side, Hen.
That plays with my head,
you know?
It's not like I wanted to.
Why did you?
Because every time
I tried to tell myself
you couldn't have done it,
I thought about your hands
pushing my shoulders down,
holding me underwater.
That's not all of it, is it?
What do you mean?
You're holding
onto something else.
I know you are.
All this...
...shit with your mom,
how me and her get along.
Doesn't feel great, I guess.
The way she likes you
and gets you.
Yeah.
Yeah, maybe.
Sure.
Maybe she's cool with me
because I'm
a try-hard kiss ass.
Like, cracking jokes and just
sucking up 24-fucking-7.
But she loves you, Henry.
You pierce your face,
you wear...
...what you wear.
You do all this stuff that just
freaks her the fuck out
all the time.
But she sticks around.
That's how I know
she loves you.
I know.
Or at least I think I do.
Though she does have some
messed-up ways of showing it,
like shipping me off
on some horrifying retreat
for norm-core adventure boys.
And with that love shit,
all that fucking love shit,
nobody gets
the showing part right.
I mean, look at me.
I wanted to show you
so I dunked you
in the fucking ocean.
What the fuck is this?
Peace conference, Kirin.
Nothing more, nothing less.
We're over the conflict,
Kirin.
We want to be a team again.
One camp, eight strong.
You gotta be fucking kidding.
Look, I get it.
I get...
...I get the push back
and I don't...
I don't resent it.
I got five guys behind me
who know what we're up against.
We know that it's only
gonna get harder.
The weather's turning,
the food is hit or miss,
we're only getting weaker.
I'm not asking to be
anyone's best friend.
I'm not... I'm not asking for
a warm welcome or open arms.
I'm just... I'm asking for arms
that aren't actively decking me
in the face
because I'm not... I'm not
the enemy here
or at least
I'm not the main one, right?
Death is.
This is a fight for our lives.
Our only chance of winning
is together.
♪ Imagine me and you ♪
♪ I do ♪
♪ I think about you
day and night ♪
♪ It's only right ♪
♪ To think about
the girl you love ♪
♪ And hold her tight ♪
♪ So happy together ♪
♪ If I should call you up ♪
♪ Invest a dime ♪
♪ And you say
you belong to me ♪
♪ And ease my mind ♪
♪ Imagine how the world
could be so very fine ♪
♪ So happy together ♪
Fuck, fuck!
♪ I can't see me lovin' ♪
♪ Nobody but you ♪
♪ For all my life ♪
♪ When you're with me, baby,
the skies'll be blue ♪
♪ For all my life ♪
♪ So happy together ♪
Penny for your thoughts.
That's a joke.
I know you hate that question.
Would you like to sit down?
You got old.
Shit.
You went in.
No shade, as they say,
but shouldn't that up
my market value in your book?
You know about him?
Oh, God, I know
about all of your crushes.
After me, there was
Paul your neighbor,
there was Avishar from camp,
Jiro, Amanda, Lana Del Rey,
Brandon P, Brandon T.
You can absolutely stop now.
I don't need a delusion
to tell me how pathetic I am.
Pathetic.
Who said pathetic?
Fuck that, man.
That's a modern American lie,
the idea that
all-consuming infatuations
are sad or something.
What's more beautiful than
an overwhelming investment
of the heart?
You can't keep selling
your obsessive spirit
down the river.
Great songs were not written
about passing fancies,
about shallow-feeling people.
They're written
about devastating love,
by people who think
and feel...
...with a depth
that verges on madness.
Like you.
I should go back now.
Come here, Leah.
♪ Up the stairs
to her apartment ♪
♪ She is balled up
on the couch ♪
♪ Her mom and dad
went down to Charlotte ♪
♪ They're not home
to find us out ♪
♪ And we drive ♪
♪ Now that I have
found someone ♪
♪ I'm feeling more alone ♪
♪ Than I ever
have before ♪
♪ She's a brick
and I'm drowning ♪
Daddy, I miss you...
♪ off the coast
and I'm headed nowhere ♪
...a lot.
♪ She's a brick
and I'm drowning slowly ♪
I should have done this
forever ago.
What's that?
Just fall ass backwards
through the looking glass.
Oh, my God.
Shit, I think you're ready.
For what?
Swim.
I know what this is.
I know that you blame me.
I know that every time
you look at me,
you remember what I did.
How I had a chance
with the boat
and I let it... I let it go.
I know when you see me,
all you see is...
maybe all you'll
ever see is...
...is the reason is...
...that she's not okay.
A part of me wants to
ask you if there's a way back.
The part of me
that knows you...
That part...
...knows there isn't.
Is there?
Oh, honey.
You're all right.
You'll be all right.
Who am I kidding?
I can't promise that.
But I'm here with you.
Right here with you, right on
the edge of our fucking sanity.
Madness loves company,
am I right?
You're the sanest person
I know.
Yeah, maybe not.
Look.
Just look at what
I've been obsessing over.
Yeah, I know
I've gone full Leah.
Hey, man.
Happy fricking homecoming.
Where... where'd you get this?
Stumbled upon it
a while back
when I was pissed
at the others.
I hid it so they wouldn't
get their hands on it.
Rafael Garcia,
you are shadier than you look.
Hey, you mind if... if we
make this a communal moment?
Not at all, man.
Hey, yo, this guy
got away from us.
Let's take him down together.
What do you say?
I mean, it's only 12 ounces
between us,
but it'll be more
of a ceremonial thing.
A-a passing of the peace pipe.
Hey, Kirin.
Come on.
You joining?
Let's go, gladiator.
- Fuck it.
- All right.
All right, here we go.
Here's to...
...no more
fucking toast speeches
or grandstanding
from yours truly.
Ugh, can I get an amen?
Amen.
Hey, what you say
we play a game of... of poker
like we're a bunch of dads
from the suburbs?
Hey, yo, J-money.
Let's go.
We're getting a game in.
Josh.
Josh, come on over, man.
Yo, just leave him alone
and deal already, bro.
I'm... I'm ready to take
your ass to the cleaners.
No, no, no,
he should get on this.
I bet you
he's a low-key card shark.
Yo, J-money, let's go.
J-street.
Come on over here, man.
Let's go.
Come on, man.
Let's do this.
Yo, just back off.
Yeah, all right,
all right, all right.
What are we playing today?
Texas Hold'em, Omaha, Stud?
Six-shooter, Tightrope?
Sloppy Deuces, Duck Lips?
Jude Law Draw, Armadillo.
Respectfully, what the hell
are you saying right now?
He's freestyling.
Freestyling.
Yeah.
Fun fact.
You can say any word or words
and it'll sound like
the name of a card game.
- Shit-flip.
- Hey, there you go.
I'd play a hand of Shit-flip.
Bourgeois bullshit.
Hey, hey, hey, love it.
Nipples up.
Nipples up.
Oh, fuck yes.
If there is a game of nipples
up playing in the vicinity,
absolutely deal me in
fucking right there.
Hey, Josh, can you give us
a name of a...
of a made-up card game, man?
Come on.
Any name.
I don't know.
Oh, no, come on.
Dude, you're hilarious.
- Give it a shot.
- Hey, hey, man.
It's cool.
He doesn't have to.
Oh, no, no,
but... but, like, Josh,
you're, like, a funny guy.
Honestly,
you should probably
come and guest-post for Spillz
when we get back.
What do you say?
It's okay.
Oh, come on, man.
I'm sure you've got
great material.
You know,
we'll... we'll riff it up.
It will be great.
Don't touch me!
Jesus Christ.
You needy fuck.
You said it yourself
but now I really believe you.
What'd I say?
That nobody's
allowed to hate you.
And if they do, you'll start
that creepy
full-court press shit
or you'll steal
their fucking cat.
- Wait, steal...
- What are you talking about?
He told me.
Those are his words.
His girlfriend dumped his ass
so he kidnapped her cat
until she agreed
to talk to him again.
Wait.
Julia's cat?
No-no.
I-I-I-I-I don't know
what he's talking about so.
You told me
you were cat sitting.
Wait, wait, Julia-Julia?
Wait, Julia?
She didn't dump you.
You said you guys
were still together.
They broke up,
like, months ago.
Is that true?
That's not what you said.
- Just hear me out.
- Leave me alone!
Let go!
Get the fuck away from me!
Oh, my God.
You did something to Julia.
You know he's a good kid.
He just made a mistake.
- What happened?
- I don't know.
What did you do?
What did you do to her?
No, Henry, Henry,
you don't understand, man.
You don't.
You don't understand.
I don't need to.
You hurt Julia.
You hurt people.
This is who you are.
You don't know the story,
He... Henry.
You don't know
what she did to me.
So that gave you
the right to do
whatever heinous thing you did?
It's... it was... it was
an accident, Henry.
I didn't mean...
I never mean...
- I never mean...
- I was right.
When I said Mom
only felt sorry for you,
I said it
to piss you off but...
...I-I was fucking right.
I said that you don't
understand, man.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Hey, hold on.
- Easy.
I don't know how to
fucking... you can't control...
you have no idea
how this feels.
This is what you do.
You lie, you hide,
and you fake your way into
everybody's fucking sympathies.
I know what I'm living for now.
Yeah, I'm living to get back
and tell them you don't
deserve the pity.
You're not some sad case
that snapped once.
You're a fucking monster!
What?
I'm not, I'm not.
Fuck...
Go.
Henry, please...
Go!
A failed mother
is a tragic thing.
The damage she leaves
in her wake
can be immense
and irreparable.
To mishandle or abandon
a young developing thing
without seeing it
through to maturity,
that is a violent
and dangerous act.
Give me the phone
and get in.
Does... does... does...
does she know yet?
That you asked to be extracted?
Of course, and she's really
fucking disappointed in you.
I am determined
that I will not fall in
with the failed mothers
of the world.
It's not merely that these
subjects are my children.
This entire enterprise
is my child.
This is my fragile,
beautiful,
important child.
And I do not give up
on my children.
So celebrate, boys
because we fucking won.
There was no
experimental contamination.
Everything that went wrong
with our control group
can be laid at the feet
of one simple,
straightforward thing...
bad male behavior.
I'm still not clear
on how you got that intel.
Oh, I'll debrief you in full
later on, but for now,
suffice it to say...
a mother's intuition.
♪ I can't walk
the streets now ♪
♪ To convulate my mind ♪
♪ Some pretty mama,
she starts breaking down ♪
♪ Stop breaking down ooh ♪
Nobody's home.
Go away.
Yeah, no, sorry.
I don't mean to, like...
...this is weird
and a bit of a long shot,
but I got a call
from my friend, Leah.
She's on this retreat.
There's a website for it
registered to this address.
The Dawn of Eve
is what it's called.
And I just thought...
I don't know
what I thought.
Anyway, sorry again.
Beep, beep,
coming through.