Wolf Like Me (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Episode #1.4 - full transcript
Dear Adelaide,
My heart has been
broken for a long time.
I started to make
myself vulnerable again,
but I'm scared.
How can I trust myself to
make the right decision?
Sincerely, G.
Dear G,
I know that feeling -
when the thing
you're trying to protect
is the same thing that's aching.
What's the point of
opening yourself up
when it will inevitably
lead to pain and hurt?
But it's better to grow old
and die alone in a
room full of memories
than to lock yourself away so
there's nothing to remember.
Every element of you
was made in a star.
We all burst out
of this darkness,
and in the grand
scheme of things,
we're nothing but a
momentary, meaningless blip.
Your heart can again be a star -
a living flame to
light the darkness.
We all have the choice to
carry the universe in our heart,
or be crushed by it.
So, G, is the universe
trying to tell you something?
Dad!
And are you ready to listen?
Dad!
You hit someone.
It's just a coincidence.
What?
It's just a coincidence.
OK!
Doesn't mean anything.
It's just a coincidence.
Fuck!
Um...
- Everyone's OK?
- I think I am
Oh, shit.
No, no, no! No.
Get out of my fucking way!
I read Contact.
Five times.
- Wow.
- I liked it.
Obviously.
It's a beautiful story.
That's not even his best one.
What's that?
The one he wrote with his wife.
- What's it called?
- It's not actually a book.
Hey! Hey! Emma,
get away from her!
- Why?
- It is not safe.
What are you talking about?
You're the one who did that.
I am not having this
argument right now with you!
- Hey, hey!
- What's there to argue about?
Hey! Emma, he's
right. I've got to go.
Why don't you watch
where you're going?
Yeah? Why don't
you eat my dick?!
Fucking hell...
- I'll be back. Emma!
- You better be back!
- Or I'll send the boys to break your legs!
- Emma!
Sorry about the, uh, accident.
It's OK. Everybody
alright in there?
No. No, not really. No.
But at least I didn't
kill any Italian people.
That must be a relief.
Really is.
- Going somewhere?
- I was.
Mmm. Taking the
chicken with you?
I didn't know what else to
do with it. Give it a month.
Well, I believe we already have
each other's insurance information,
- so we'll just...
- I think we do.
Can we... invite Mary
to dinner tonight?
- Why? No.
- No.
I brought red.
Already got one open.
Emma did that.
That's a nice dress.
- Thanks.
- She bought it.
- Yep.
- Today.
- Mm-hm.
- After the accident.
Accidents.
Well, I think you look lovely.
And I'm wearing florals too.
Dad's cooking vegan food.
Oh, um, I'm not hungry.
I ate before I got here.
I'm just kidding.
Hey, Ems, can you
do daddy a favour
and maybe go out to the garden
and pick a little basil for me?
- Yeah, sure.
- Great.
Also, maybe some
parsley? A little thyme.
- OK.
- Great.
Did you tell anyone?
What, that you murdered
a poor Italian family?
I never said they were poor.
Circumstantially, not
socio-economically!
Did you tell anyone about me?
- Is that a threat?
- No, it's not a threat.
'Cause it certainly
sounded like a threat.
Well, I could have
eaten you already.
When you came to my house,
I could quite easily have
locked you in the basement.
And you know what?
You look fucking delicious.
That's a joke. I don't
want to harm you or Emma.
That's why I tried to
stay away from you!
Well, you certainly did
a really good job of it.
You're the one that
came to my house.
You're the one who
hit me with your car.
And I only came tonight
because she asked me.
- Let me tell you, you'll never see me again!
- Good.
Ugh, are you going
to tell anyone?!
No! No.
No, I didn't tell anyone, OK?
Can you please
stop asking me that?
Good, because you
have no fucking idea
how fucked I am if you do.
I have a feeling I might just
know how fucked you would be.
Oh, you really do?
You have no fucking
idea what it's like
to live isolated away from
everyone that you care about.
OK? I never asked
you to see who I was.
Well, I certainly didn't ask...
- Hi!
- Hi, baby.
Your table looks amazing.
Great job, baby.
Thank you so much.
I was just saying to
your dad it looks so nice.
Aw.
Help yourself.
Thanks. I will.
Wait, Dad, have you checked it?
Have I checked IT?
If it's vegan. Most red
wines use eggshell.
Eggshell? Like,
from chickens? Hmm.
I don't think that'll
be a problem.
I don't mind.
Dad.
It's all good.
To chicken wine.
Mmm.
This is yummy.
Dad's a great cook.
We don't usually eat vegan.
That's what makes it...
..good.
Have you always been vegan?
No, not always.
I still eat meat occasionally.
Why?
Dad said you learnt psychology.
Oh, he did?
She wanted to know
something about you,
so I chose to tell her that.
Do you have any people
that come and see you?
No, they don't.
Yeah. Um, that would be tricky.
Why?
Uh, just after my
degree, I wasn't...
I wasn't able.
What happened?
Um...
You know, I now get to write
for a much bigger audience,
for websites.
What sort of websites?
Like an advice column that
goes to a bunch of websites.
So I'm still helping people.
- Is that fun?
- Yeah.
It's actually a great way
to get to know
more about yourself.
Mmm.
Did Dad tell you I've been
going to a psychiatrist?
Um...
How are you finding it?
It's OK, I guess.
Is it, um... Is it helpful?
I still get sad.
Yeah. Well, we all
get sad sometimes.
Um...
- Do you feel safe?
- What do you mean?
Well, do you feel like, um...
You know, you can trust
the person that
you're sharing with?
Like he won't tell
anyone what I'm saying?
No, like, do you trust them, to
be vulnerable in front of them?
Do you feel like you could
talk to them about anything?
She doesn't talk to anyone.
Dad!
Where did you find them?
I don't need advice on
my parenting choices.
She has a degree in psychology.
An undergraduate degree.
Trevor came highly recommended.
Mmm.
Well, maybe it's just not a
good fit for you right now.
He keeps on getting me
to try these different pills.
They don't really
make me feel good.
Right. Yeah.
And sometimes we
have these big feelings
and we don't know
what to do with them.
But if you find the
right person to talk to,
then it can help you
understand them.
Maybe she could lock
herself in a basement
with a bag of meat
and some chickens.
Dad, stop being weird.
You need to feel safe,
so you can be vulnerable.
In the grand scheme
of things, I'm not sure
if you're the right person
to be handing out advice.
- She's trying to help.
- We are all trying to help, Emma!
Emma?
You can come in.
I just wanted to say goodbye.
My mum gave it to me,
if you think I'm
too old to have one.
I still sleep with
my husband's teddy.
Really?
He died a really long time ago.
Oh, wow!
- I fixed it.
- Huh.
It's better than before.
It's a lot better than
the last time I saw it.
- What's that story?
- What story?
The one about Carl Sagan
that he wrote with his wife.
Yes. The story of
the golden record.
Record?
A vinyl music record,
except made out of gold.
It was shot into space
a really long time ago.
So NASA compiled all these
images and sounds and music,
in case an alien
civilisation ever found it
and tried to work
out who we are.
And it was up to Carl Sagan
to decide what went on it.
So he put pictures of animals
and architecture and food,
and music like Chuck Berry and
Bach and Mozart and Beethoven
and tribal music and electronic
music and classical music.
And there's even a
wedding song from Peru.
But the most important thing
came from his wife, Ann Druyan.
Now, she was on his team,
but they weren't married when
they began working together.
But it's when they fell in love.
And she found a piece of
music that was 2,000 years old.
And when she rang
him up to tell him,
they got engaged on the phone.
Must have been a pretty
amazing piece of music, huh?
Yeah.
So the next day,
after the phone call,
Ann had an idea
of something else
that should go on the record.
They could measure
the electrical impulses
of a human brain
and turn it into sound.
So Ann meditated,
and they recorded
the sounds of her brain.
And during that meditation,
she thought about
the man she loved,
and now there's a record
of her and Carl's love
echoing its way
across the universe.
My mum told my dad that
she wanted him to be happy.
Before she died of cancer,
she said that she wanted
my dad to find love again.
My aunty told me that.
Do you like talking
to your aunt?
Yeah.
I bet she likes talking to you.
I'm going to leave you now.
Emma, I, uh...
Hey, I wasn't sure I was
going to give you this.
- We don't have a CD player.
- We do in the car.
- We do?
- You never used it.
Listen to track 4. It's how
your dad feels about you.
Hey, sweetie, when, uh, when
did Aunty Sarah tell you that?
- What?
- About what your mom said.
When did she tell you that?
You said that I could
talk to her about anything.
She told me this morning.
Why?
Hey! Where do you
think you're going?
To the car.
Hey!
Don't worry, I'm going for good!
Where?
I haven't worked it out yet.
Do you have any idea
how confusing this
entire situation is?
I mean...
Correct me if I'm
wrong, but I felt that
there was a real connection
between the two of us.
And Emma - Emma said
more to you this evening
than she has to anyone in...
But I watched you
eat a live chicken
and an entire goat.
Nobody's perfect.
Uh...
Just...
Gary?
Hey, Sarah.
Is everything OK?
Uh...
What's happened?
Nothing. Nothing.
Um, don't worry.
Everything is fine.
I think.
What are you doing?
I'm just watching some
shitty romance thing.
- Could I ask you a favour?
- Of course.
Could I possibly drop Emma
off at your place, for a bit?
Are you OK?
Yeah.
I just need to figure
something out.
Is she OK?
She's been listening to
the same song on repeat
for the last hour.
What are you talking about?
Gary?
I'm not perfect either.
My heart has been
broken for a long time.
I started to make
myself vulnerable again,
but I'm scared.
How can I trust myself to
make the right decision?
Sincerely, G.
Dear G,
I know that feeling -
when the thing
you're trying to protect
is the same thing that's aching.
What's the point of
opening yourself up
when it will inevitably
lead to pain and hurt?
But it's better to grow old
and die alone in a
room full of memories
than to lock yourself away so
there's nothing to remember.
Every element of you
was made in a star.
We all burst out
of this darkness,
and in the grand
scheme of things,
we're nothing but a
momentary, meaningless blip.
Your heart can again be a star -
a living flame to
light the darkness.
We all have the choice to
carry the universe in our heart,
or be crushed by it.
So, G, is the universe
trying to tell you something?
Dad!
And are you ready to listen?
Dad!
You hit someone.
It's just a coincidence.
What?
It's just a coincidence.
OK!
Doesn't mean anything.
It's just a coincidence.
Fuck!
Um...
- Everyone's OK?
- I think I am
Oh, shit.
No, no, no! No.
Get out of my fucking way!
I read Contact.
Five times.
- Wow.
- I liked it.
Obviously.
It's a beautiful story.
That's not even his best one.
What's that?
The one he wrote with his wife.
- What's it called?
- It's not actually a book.
Hey! Hey! Emma,
get away from her!
- Why?
- It is not safe.
What are you talking about?
You're the one who did that.
I am not having this
argument right now with you!
- Hey, hey!
- What's there to argue about?
Hey! Emma, he's
right. I've got to go.
Why don't you watch
where you're going?
Yeah? Why don't
you eat my dick?!
Fucking hell...
- I'll be back. Emma!
- You better be back!
- Or I'll send the boys to break your legs!
- Emma!
Sorry about the, uh, accident.
It's OK. Everybody
alright in there?
No. No, not really. No.
But at least I didn't
kill any Italian people.
That must be a relief.
Really is.
- Going somewhere?
- I was.
Mmm. Taking the
chicken with you?
I didn't know what else to
do with it. Give it a month.
Well, I believe we already have
each other's insurance information,
- so we'll just...
- I think we do.
Can we... invite Mary
to dinner tonight?
- Why? No.
- No.
I brought red.
Already got one open.
Emma did that.
That's a nice dress.
- Thanks.
- She bought it.
- Yep.
- Today.
- Mm-hm.
- After the accident.
Accidents.
Well, I think you look lovely.
And I'm wearing florals too.
Dad's cooking vegan food.
Oh, um, I'm not hungry.
I ate before I got here.
I'm just kidding.
Hey, Ems, can you
do daddy a favour
and maybe go out to the garden
and pick a little basil for me?
- Yeah, sure.
- Great.
Also, maybe some
parsley? A little thyme.
- OK.
- Great.
Did you tell anyone?
What, that you murdered
a poor Italian family?
I never said they were poor.
Circumstantially, not
socio-economically!
Did you tell anyone about me?
- Is that a threat?
- No, it's not a threat.
'Cause it certainly
sounded like a threat.
Well, I could have
eaten you already.
When you came to my house,
I could quite easily have
locked you in the basement.
And you know what?
You look fucking delicious.
That's a joke. I don't
want to harm you or Emma.
That's why I tried to
stay away from you!
Well, you certainly did
a really good job of it.
You're the one that
came to my house.
You're the one who
hit me with your car.
And I only came tonight
because she asked me.
- Let me tell you, you'll never see me again!
- Good.
Ugh, are you going
to tell anyone?!
No! No.
No, I didn't tell anyone, OK?
Can you please
stop asking me that?
Good, because you
have no fucking idea
how fucked I am if you do.
I have a feeling I might just
know how fucked you would be.
Oh, you really do?
You have no fucking
idea what it's like
to live isolated away from
everyone that you care about.
OK? I never asked
you to see who I was.
Well, I certainly didn't ask...
- Hi!
- Hi, baby.
Your table looks amazing.
Great job, baby.
Thank you so much.
I was just saying to
your dad it looks so nice.
Aw.
Help yourself.
Thanks. I will.
Wait, Dad, have you checked it?
Have I checked IT?
If it's vegan. Most red
wines use eggshell.
Eggshell? Like,
from chickens? Hmm.
I don't think that'll
be a problem.
I don't mind.
Dad.
It's all good.
To chicken wine.
Mmm.
This is yummy.
Dad's a great cook.
We don't usually eat vegan.
That's what makes it...
..good.
Have you always been vegan?
No, not always.
I still eat meat occasionally.
Why?
Dad said you learnt psychology.
Oh, he did?
She wanted to know
something about you,
so I chose to tell her that.
Do you have any people
that come and see you?
No, they don't.
Yeah. Um, that would be tricky.
Why?
Uh, just after my
degree, I wasn't...
I wasn't able.
What happened?
Um...
You know, I now get to write
for a much bigger audience,
for websites.
What sort of websites?
Like an advice column that
goes to a bunch of websites.
So I'm still helping people.
- Is that fun?
- Yeah.
It's actually a great way
to get to know
more about yourself.
Mmm.
Did Dad tell you I've been
going to a psychiatrist?
Um...
How are you finding it?
It's OK, I guess.
Is it, um... Is it helpful?
I still get sad.
Yeah. Well, we all
get sad sometimes.
Um...
- Do you feel safe?
- What do you mean?
Well, do you feel like, um...
You know, you can trust
the person that
you're sharing with?
Like he won't tell
anyone what I'm saying?
No, like, do you trust them, to
be vulnerable in front of them?
Do you feel like you could
talk to them about anything?
She doesn't talk to anyone.
Dad!
Where did you find them?
I don't need advice on
my parenting choices.
She has a degree in psychology.
An undergraduate degree.
Trevor came highly recommended.
Mmm.
Well, maybe it's just not a
good fit for you right now.
He keeps on getting me
to try these different pills.
They don't really
make me feel good.
Right. Yeah.
And sometimes we
have these big feelings
and we don't know
what to do with them.
But if you find the
right person to talk to,
then it can help you
understand them.
Maybe she could lock
herself in a basement
with a bag of meat
and some chickens.
Dad, stop being weird.
You need to feel safe,
so you can be vulnerable.
In the grand scheme
of things, I'm not sure
if you're the right person
to be handing out advice.
- She's trying to help.
- We are all trying to help, Emma!
Emma?
You can come in.
I just wanted to say goodbye.
My mum gave it to me,
if you think I'm
too old to have one.
I still sleep with
my husband's teddy.
Really?
He died a really long time ago.
Oh, wow!
- I fixed it.
- Huh.
It's better than before.
It's a lot better than
the last time I saw it.
- What's that story?
- What story?
The one about Carl Sagan
that he wrote with his wife.
Yes. The story of
the golden record.
Record?
A vinyl music record,
except made out of gold.
It was shot into space
a really long time ago.
So NASA compiled all these
images and sounds and music,
in case an alien
civilisation ever found it
and tried to work
out who we are.
And it was up to Carl Sagan
to decide what went on it.
So he put pictures of animals
and architecture and food,
and music like Chuck Berry and
Bach and Mozart and Beethoven
and tribal music and electronic
music and classical music.
And there's even a
wedding song from Peru.
But the most important thing
came from his wife, Ann Druyan.
Now, she was on his team,
but they weren't married when
they began working together.
But it's when they fell in love.
And she found a piece of
music that was 2,000 years old.
And when she rang
him up to tell him,
they got engaged on the phone.
Must have been a pretty
amazing piece of music, huh?
Yeah.
So the next day,
after the phone call,
Ann had an idea
of something else
that should go on the record.
They could measure
the electrical impulses
of a human brain
and turn it into sound.
So Ann meditated,
and they recorded
the sounds of her brain.
And during that meditation,
she thought about
the man she loved,
and now there's a record
of her and Carl's love
echoing its way
across the universe.
My mum told my dad that
she wanted him to be happy.
Before she died of cancer,
she said that she wanted
my dad to find love again.
My aunty told me that.
Do you like talking
to your aunt?
Yeah.
I bet she likes talking to you.
I'm going to leave you now.
Emma, I, uh...
Hey, I wasn't sure I was
going to give you this.
- We don't have a CD player.
- We do in the car.
- We do?
- You never used it.
Listen to track 4. It's how
your dad feels about you.
Hey, sweetie, when, uh, when
did Aunty Sarah tell you that?
- What?
- About what your mom said.
When did she tell you that?
You said that I could
talk to her about anything.
She told me this morning.
Why?
Hey! Where do you
think you're going?
To the car.
Hey!
Don't worry, I'm going for good!
Where?
I haven't worked it out yet.
Do you have any idea
how confusing this
entire situation is?
I mean...
Correct me if I'm
wrong, but I felt that
there was a real connection
between the two of us.
And Emma - Emma said
more to you this evening
than she has to anyone in...
But I watched you
eat a live chicken
and an entire goat.
Nobody's perfect.
Uh...
Just...
Gary?
Hey, Sarah.
Is everything OK?
Uh...
What's happened?
Nothing. Nothing.
Um, don't worry.
Everything is fine.
I think.
What are you doing?
I'm just watching some
shitty romance thing.
- Could I ask you a favour?
- Of course.
Could I possibly drop Emma
off at your place, for a bit?
Are you OK?
Yeah.
I just need to figure
something out.
Is she OK?
She's been listening to
the same song on repeat
for the last hour.
What are you talking about?
Gary?
I'm not perfect either.