Younger (2015–…): Season 1, Episode 9 - I'm with Stupid - full transcript
Liza returns to her New Jersey book club hoping to incite interest in an unpublished author she discovered at work. Meanwhile, Josh freezes Liza out when she insults his intelligence.
(woman) ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, la, la ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
Looks like my secret breakfast spot
isn't so secret anymore.
- Oh, my God. Hi.
- Hi.
Yeah, I would've never
even known about this place,
except I got off at the wrong stop
one day on my way to work and...
Tolstoy before 9:00 a.m.
Hasn't anyone told you about
the New York Post?
Yeah, uh... (scoffs)
Nah, I skip all the boring parts
about collective farming
and go straight to the soap opera
of Anna having the affair.
It's like Real Housewives
of St. Petersburg...
with dense Russian prose.
You know, you should take a crack
at the slush pile sometime.
The slush pile?
Not Tolstoy, but you never know.
And if you tell anyone
about the French toast here,
I'm gonna have to kill you.
Don't worry. I'm...
I'm really good at keeping a secret.
Hey.
Morning.
Where's the slush pile?
Uh, it's that sad, little
stack of books behind me.
That's the slush pile.
Cash Money Bitch:
Finances Be Trippin'.
[snorts]
Wow, this is all in caps.
"Girl, do you want to get paid
like a basic bitch or a billionaire bitch?"
Oh, my God. This is awful.
They all are.
Every one is worse than the last.
All you have to do is read the first line.
[giggles]
"It turned out Larry's spirit animal was...
the hedgehog."
[laughs]
"As time went by, I came to realize
Trevor was definitely incontinent."
Oh.
(both) Ew.
[both laughing]
Okay, and for the win,
by Meredith Montgomery,
The Scarf.
"The severity often differs,
"even the location of the wound.
"But what's never changed is the fact
"that he was a Confederate soldier
"and my grandfather.
The boy who saved his
life was a Union bugler."
[laughs]
Bugler.
No, wait, wait, wait, wait.
This one isn't that bad.
"He was 12, and he made a tourniquet
"out of his scarf.
"The Confederate soldier survived,
"and then five years later,
"he tracked down the little bugler
and gave it back."
Aw, that's sweet.
Liza, it's not gonna hold up.
You have a better chance
at matching with Ryan Gosling on Tinder
than finding a good book in the slush pile.
[horn honks]
The Scarf?
Yeah, okay, I know the title is lame,
but it's really good.
It's about how this
12-year-old Union soldier
uses his scarf to save a
Confederate soldier's life
and how that act of humanity
shapes the identity of
the Union soldier's family
for generations.
Wow.
It's good. You should read it.
Oh, no, I'm not really
that big of a reader.
I mean, I read Japanese
Manga every once in a while,
but mainly for the art, you know?
Oh, I didn't know that.
I mean, maybe you can read it to me in bed
after we play dodgeball.
[people chattering]
Bam!
The Billburg Ball Slingers?
Yeah, and I designed the logo myself.
- It's dope, right?
- Totally.
Hey, what up, Donny? D-cup!
Legend, that one.
Oh, he's on the team? Okay. Okay.
Then I have nothing to worry about.
Just watch out for her,
her, and those two right there.
Yeah, it got super crazy
one night after finals.
You ready?
No, I don't even know the rules.
Shh. Just don't get hit.
[dramatic opera music playing]
♪ ♪
[whistle blows]
♪ ♪
[all shouting]
(man) Man down.
[upbeat funky music]
(man) Over there.
(man) ♪ Shake it, shake it ♪
(woman) You're out!
[yelps]
(man) Head down.
You're out!
I hit you.
[yelps]
♪ ♪
(woman) You're out!
♪ ♪
You know what, the problem is,
is you never found your rhythm.
I don't think there was
just one problem, Josh,
unless it was me agreeing to play.
I totally thought you'd love it.
I'm sorry.
Also, you look like you'd be
a lot faster than you were.
There was nowhere to run!
It was like being trapped in a cage
with rabid hipsters.
If there's such thing
as artisanal steroids,
I'm pretty sure they were on them.
Whoa, where was this fire out on the court?
Huh? I'm kidding. I'm kidding.
I'm gonna go get something
else for your eye, all right?
- Or we could just go home.
- [chuckles]
Hey, Josh's new friend.
I'm Jen.
Liza.
Ooh, I think that's my bad. Sorry.
You're like my old camera.
You tap it, and, bam,
the air bags deploy.
Tap? Yeah, I actually think
you hit me pretty hard.
Eh, maybe.
When I first joined the
league, it almost wrecked me...
busted finger, chipped tooth,
and what turned out to be gonorrhea.
Okay, well, it was really
nice talking to you.
Yeah, I'd just gotten out
of a seven-year relationship.
When you're with a guy for that long
and you finally have your freedom,
you make some bad calls.
So anyway, Josh and I know each other well.
Gonorrhea well?
[laughs] Nah.
He's clean.
Have fun with him. He's gorgeous...
but dumb as a box of hair.
Hey, I got you some ice.
Whoa, or is it ices?
[laughs]
What's the plural of ice, bro?
It's a collective noun.
Hey, I brought you some ice.
You okay?
Oh... uh, no. It still smarts...
I mean, hurts.
(man) ♪ Honey, a heart attack honey ♪
- Hey. Good morning.
- Morning.
[chuckles]
Looks like someone had a
little too much fun last night.
- Not exactly.
- [gasps]
Oh, my God. What happened to you?
Dodgeball, that's what happened.
Why are we still playing kids' sports?
You shouldn't be allowed to throw a ball
at someone's face with adult strength.
Come up to my office.
I've got some pretty heavy-duty stuff
for period acne and covering tattoos.
It should do the trick.
I also got nailed in the vagina.
[groans]
[laughs]
Can I ask you something?
Yeah.
Do you think Josh is dumb?
I'm sure he's dumb. He's a guy.
Josh dropped out of college.
So did Mark Zuckerberg.
Kelsey, he doesn't read.
Well, if that's important to you,
then that's important.
I mean, we all have our deal breakers.
I finished that book.
It totally held up.
No way.
What happened with the
little bugler's scarf?
Well, it... it becomes this family legend.
The story of the little bugler
gets passed down through this family,
like long after the scarf goes missing.
By the end, you start to think,
"Maybe there never was a scarf.
"It was just a way for this family
to form an identity."
Sounds like a total mom book.
50 Shades of Grey was a mom book.
Uh, don't remind me.
My mom kept her copy in her bath caddy.
I'm like, "Mom, I'm glad
you still have a sex drive,
"but I don't need to see the evidence
next to your loofah."
I really think The Scarf
has the potential to be something, Kels.
Well, the only way that
a book like that happens
is on a grassroots level...
blogs, suburban book clubs...
I thought those book clubs were only for,
like, you know, bored housewives.
Those bored housewives,
with their Oprah picks
and their bottomless
glasses of Pinot Grigio,
drive this business.
If you can get the housewives,
you can make the best-seller list.
Michelle?
Liza Miller, it is so
good to hear your voice.
Yours too; I've been
thinking about you so much.
Oh, and me you.
Am I ever gonna see you,
or do I have to hope to run into you again
on a street in Brooklyn?
Actually, I was wondering
if I was still in good standing
as a member of book club
because I have an amazing
book for us to chat about.
(Michelle) Well, we're supposed to
reread The Handmaid's Tale,
but it's really just an excuse
to make Margarita Atwoods,
so, yes, of course.
We'd love to read your book,
especially if it means getting you back.
Thank you so much.
I'll email you a PDF right now.
A what?
Personal call?
Oh, uh, no. I finished all my w...
Oh, my God, if you have conjunctivitis,
you need to leave.
Once someone in the bullpen
gets that, everyone has it.
It's like kennel cough.
No, I... I got this from dodgeball.
Oh. Cute. My niece plays dodgeball.
She also calls jeans "hard pants"
because she's six.
Feel free to go home
and slap a patch on that.
No, actually, I'd like
to stay and do some work.
I... I found a book in the slush pile
that I'm kind of excited about.
You're excited about the slush pile.
Oh, well, perfect.
Then, when you're done with those,
you can read my junk mail.
Do you want to split an appetizer?
Yeah, uh, maybe the "geh-nocchi"?
Actually, it's pronounced "gnocchi."
What?
Why hasn't anybody ever told me this?
'Cause you do it so cute.
It's okay; it's like the
most mispronounced food.
And I took a little
Italian in college, so...
Oh, really?
You're fancy like that, hmm?
Do you speak any other languages?
No, I mean,
I took Spanish for a year
in high school, but...
And then after high
school, you just traveled?
Yeah, uh, I guess I just traveled.
No, I mean, no college?
I mean, in between Europe and Asia,
I... I went back to West Virginia
for a little bit and
enrolled in some college.
Oh, cool. What was your major?
Smoking weed. Yeah.
Unfortunately, I was never
really able to declare it
because I only stayed
for a semester, but...
Well, have you ever
thought about going back?
Mm, God, never. No.
Well, that's okay; I mean, you know,
a lot of people who didn't
get a great education
can self-educate with books.
Wait, so is this... is this whole
me not reading, like,
actually a problem for you?
No, it's just books
and reading are my life.
I... I work in publishing.
Yeah, and I'm a visual person.
I get turned on by what I feel
and what I see,
not by just some words.
Of course. That's right... tattoos.
Tattoos. Tattoos.
Is that all that you think
that I'm about, though?
Of course not.
[sighs] That's good.
You know what? I... I'm actually...
I'm just gonna tell
you some things about me
because I'm not really sure
you've been paying attention.
So I am the type of guy
that likes to play bad music
with his buddies at the
bar around the corner.
I'm someone who actually
enjoys listening to the J Train
as it's rattling outside my window
because I know that it's filled
with all kinds of wonderful people
that are just living their lives.
I like smoggy sunsets,
I like smoking pot,
and I would much rather
experience the world
than read about it in some book.
Of course. I know that.
Do you?
'Cause I... 'cause I'm not
really sure that you do.
Hey.
- Come on.
- [sighs]
All right.
You know what? Maybe, uh...
Maybe I don't really know
that much about you, either.
Hey.
Is there a liquor store in
the area that gift-wraps?
I need a really good bottle of Tequila
that can make a guy blind drunk
and forget everything I
said to him last night.
Uh-oh. What happened?
Ugh, I let Josh see the real me,
the self-sabotaging, 40-year-old
New Jersey housewife
who couldn't just let a
good thing stay that way.
Wait, you told him you're 40?
No, but I behaved that way...
critical, judgmental...
like I have any right.
And, Maggie, he is so wonderful.
He's heartfelt and deep,
and I just screwed it all up.
It's like if I was really 26
and I could start all over,
that is the man I'd be
falling in love with.
Okay, well, he's so wonderful,
and you're so wonderful, and...
Wait, did you just say love?
Only in the most speculative of terms.
Stop using the fancy words and
tell me how you really feel.
Okay, first of all, I
know this is gonna end,
and it's gonna end badly.
Well, if that's what you believe,
it's probably why you're
trying to push him away.
You're right. I guess
I was trying to do that.
It sounds like you succeeded.
Spectacularly.
[doorbell rings]
- Hi!
- Hey!
- [laughs]
- Hi. Nice to see you.
- You too. Come in, come in.
- Hi!
- Hey, stranger!
- Nice to see you.
- You too.
- Hi.
Oh, my God. Does she hit you?
What? No. Who?
There was a rumor you went to Brooklyn
to be with that lesbian friend.
It wasn't me, but now I get
why the setup with Richard didn't work out,
which is fine; I'm cool.
Oh, I got this from a city
sports league that I joined,
and I moved to Brooklyn because my friend,
who happens to be gay,
is graciously letting me crash.
Whatever you say. It's
none of our business.
I watch Ellen every day.
Oh, all right. Who wants to go first?
(Michelle) Well, I
printed a copy of mine out
and underlined some passages
I thought were particularly significant.
Would that be a good place to start?
It's great, but, real
quick, I'm just curious.
Who liked the book? Be honest.
- Oh, I... I loved it.
- Loved.
- Me too.
- It's so good.
It's Winter's Bone meets
Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.
Meets The Alchemist.
I mean, the whole thing
is a parable, right?
I agree with Michelle. Look.
I even wrote, "Parable?" on the cover.
What'd you think, Lori?
Oh, honestly, I haven't
read a book since college.
I just come here for the cocktails.
Sometimes she naps.
Well, I think it's genius.
I tried to look up some
of the author's other work,
but I couldn't find anything online.
That's because she's never been published.
- Oh, you're kidding.
- What do you mean?
She's never been... how is that possible?
I know. It's hard to believe.
An editor friend of mine discovered her.
This friend needs to get this published.
Yes, she does.
Thank you guys so much.
- So good to see you.
- Thank you.
- Drive safely.
- Bye. Okay.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey.
It was so good to see you!
It was so good to see you too, Lori.
[panting]
You know, sometimes I
fantasize about being...
in Brooklyn.
- Okay.
- Okay. All right.
- I got to go.
- You... you got to go.
- Yeah.
- Okay, so me too.
All right. Be safe.
- Good night. You too.
- Okay.
Thank you.
- All right.
- Bye-bye.
Okay, bye. It's just you're so pretty.
Just don't let anything...
I'm gonna stop talking.
Okay. Who's got my keys?
[energetic electronic music]
♪ ♪
(woman) ♪ I don't want to behave ♪
♪ Don't want to wait for Saturday ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Young and drunk and free ♪
♪ Hey, mister, mister, dance with me ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm sick of
doing what they tell me ♪
♪ Sick and tired of trying to please ♪
♪ I'm escapin', breakin' free ♪
♪ With a pocket full of cash ♪
♪ My dice is swinging on the dash ♪
♪ ♪
_
Hey, how'd it go last night?
It was weird, but look.
Some of the women from book club
posted great reviews of
The Scarf on Goodreads.
Oh, my God. They all loved it.
I know, and now all these
other people on the site
are wondering how they can find it.
Well, that's a start.
[keyboard clicking]
What are you doing now?
I'm telling them to contact Empirical Press
and demand that we publish the book.
Hey, what do those housewives
do at book club, anyway?
People got drunk, talked about guys.
One woman kissed me
inappropriately on the mouth.
Oh.
So not that different
than when we all hang out.
Better wine, bigger living rooms.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
What are you doing here?
Hey.
Well, I figured, if I came here,
you know, got a little beat up again,
maybe you'd feel sorry for me
and walk me home,
maybe even put your arm around me.
And then along the way,
I'd say something charming,
and maybe you'd forgive me.
It's kind of a stupid plan,
but sometimes, I'm kind of stupid.
Oh, did... did you realize
that we have something in common?
That is not what I meant.
I don't think you're stupid.
[sighs] Okay.
Why is it such a big deal
to you that I don't read?
Honestly, I think I was
just looking for a problem.
I just don't want to be
blindsided by one down the road.
I feel like I can't trust how happy I am.
Wow.
Okay.
Do you know what...
what my takeaway is from hearing all that?
That I'm prone to emotional sabotage
and have some past relationship baggage?
No.
It's that I'm emotionally
way smarter than you.
[chuckles]
And better at dodgeball.
So much better at dodgeball.
[both laugh]
Good thing you're so cute, you know that?
Just coast on them good looks.
So you forgive me?
No. No.
Not so fast.
There's a pop quiz later...
clothing optional.
- Okay.
- [mutters]
Okay, come on. [laughs]
[whack]
[chuckles] What's up, Jen?
[laughs]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
(woman) ♪ Mm, mm, mm ♪
I love this area.
It's my favorite neighborhood.
What's it called?
Dumbo.
[both laugh]
It's beautiful.
(woman) ♪ I'm seeing stars ♪
♪ Mm, mm, mm ♪
♪ I'm seeing stars ♪
♪ Mm, mm ♪
♪ I'm seeing stars ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, la, la ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
Looks like my secret breakfast spot
isn't so secret anymore.
- Oh, my God. Hi.
- Hi.
Yeah, I would've never
even known about this place,
except I got off at the wrong stop
one day on my way to work and...
Tolstoy before 9:00 a.m.
Hasn't anyone told you about
the New York Post?
Yeah, uh... (scoffs)
Nah, I skip all the boring parts
about collective farming
and go straight to the soap opera
of Anna having the affair.
It's like Real Housewives
of St. Petersburg...
with dense Russian prose.
You know, you should take a crack
at the slush pile sometime.
The slush pile?
Not Tolstoy, but you never know.
And if you tell anyone
about the French toast here,
I'm gonna have to kill you.
Don't worry. I'm...
I'm really good at keeping a secret.
Hey.
Morning.
Where's the slush pile?
Uh, it's that sad, little
stack of books behind me.
That's the slush pile.
Cash Money Bitch:
Finances Be Trippin'.
[snorts]
Wow, this is all in caps.
"Girl, do you want to get paid
like a basic bitch or a billionaire bitch?"
Oh, my God. This is awful.
They all are.
Every one is worse than the last.
All you have to do is read the first line.
[giggles]
"It turned out Larry's spirit animal was...
the hedgehog."
[laughs]
"As time went by, I came to realize
Trevor was definitely incontinent."
Oh.
(both) Ew.
[both laughing]
Okay, and for the win,
by Meredith Montgomery,
The Scarf.
"The severity often differs,
"even the location of the wound.
"But what's never changed is the fact
"that he was a Confederate soldier
"and my grandfather.
The boy who saved his
life was a Union bugler."
[laughs]
Bugler.
No, wait, wait, wait, wait.
This one isn't that bad.
"He was 12, and he made a tourniquet
"out of his scarf.
"The Confederate soldier survived,
"and then five years later,
"he tracked down the little bugler
and gave it back."
Aw, that's sweet.
Liza, it's not gonna hold up.
You have a better chance
at matching with Ryan Gosling on Tinder
than finding a good book in the slush pile.
[horn honks]
The Scarf?
Yeah, okay, I know the title is lame,
but it's really good.
It's about how this
12-year-old Union soldier
uses his scarf to save a
Confederate soldier's life
and how that act of humanity
shapes the identity of
the Union soldier's family
for generations.
Wow.
It's good. You should read it.
Oh, no, I'm not really
that big of a reader.
I mean, I read Japanese
Manga every once in a while,
but mainly for the art, you know?
Oh, I didn't know that.
I mean, maybe you can read it to me in bed
after we play dodgeball.
[people chattering]
Bam!
The Billburg Ball Slingers?
Yeah, and I designed the logo myself.
- It's dope, right?
- Totally.
Hey, what up, Donny? D-cup!
Legend, that one.
Oh, he's on the team? Okay. Okay.
Then I have nothing to worry about.
Just watch out for her,
her, and those two right there.
Yeah, it got super crazy
one night after finals.
You ready?
No, I don't even know the rules.
Shh. Just don't get hit.
[dramatic opera music playing]
♪ ♪
[whistle blows]
♪ ♪
[all shouting]
(man) Man down.
[upbeat funky music]
(man) Over there.
(man) ♪ Shake it, shake it ♪
(woman) You're out!
[yelps]
(man) Head down.
You're out!
I hit you.
[yelps]
♪ ♪
(woman) You're out!
♪ ♪
You know what, the problem is,
is you never found your rhythm.
I don't think there was
just one problem, Josh,
unless it was me agreeing to play.
I totally thought you'd love it.
I'm sorry.
Also, you look like you'd be
a lot faster than you were.
There was nowhere to run!
It was like being trapped in a cage
with rabid hipsters.
If there's such thing
as artisanal steroids,
I'm pretty sure they were on them.
Whoa, where was this fire out on the court?
Huh? I'm kidding. I'm kidding.
I'm gonna go get something
else for your eye, all right?
- Or we could just go home.
- [chuckles]
Hey, Josh's new friend.
I'm Jen.
Liza.
Ooh, I think that's my bad. Sorry.
You're like my old camera.
You tap it, and, bam,
the air bags deploy.
Tap? Yeah, I actually think
you hit me pretty hard.
Eh, maybe.
When I first joined the
league, it almost wrecked me...
busted finger, chipped tooth,
and what turned out to be gonorrhea.
Okay, well, it was really
nice talking to you.
Yeah, I'd just gotten out
of a seven-year relationship.
When you're with a guy for that long
and you finally have your freedom,
you make some bad calls.
So anyway, Josh and I know each other well.
Gonorrhea well?
[laughs] Nah.
He's clean.
Have fun with him. He's gorgeous...
but dumb as a box of hair.
Hey, I got you some ice.
Whoa, or is it ices?
[laughs]
What's the plural of ice, bro?
It's a collective noun.
Hey, I brought you some ice.
You okay?
Oh... uh, no. It still smarts...
I mean, hurts.
(man) ♪ Honey, a heart attack honey ♪
- Hey. Good morning.
- Morning.
[chuckles]
Looks like someone had a
little too much fun last night.
- Not exactly.
- [gasps]
Oh, my God. What happened to you?
Dodgeball, that's what happened.
Why are we still playing kids' sports?
You shouldn't be allowed to throw a ball
at someone's face with adult strength.
Come up to my office.
I've got some pretty heavy-duty stuff
for period acne and covering tattoos.
It should do the trick.
I also got nailed in the vagina.
[groans]
[laughs]
Can I ask you something?
Yeah.
Do you think Josh is dumb?
I'm sure he's dumb. He's a guy.
Josh dropped out of college.
So did Mark Zuckerberg.
Kelsey, he doesn't read.
Well, if that's important to you,
then that's important.
I mean, we all have our deal breakers.
I finished that book.
It totally held up.
No way.
What happened with the
little bugler's scarf?
Well, it... it becomes this family legend.
The story of the little bugler
gets passed down through this family,
like long after the scarf goes missing.
By the end, you start to think,
"Maybe there never was a scarf.
"It was just a way for this family
to form an identity."
Sounds like a total mom book.
50 Shades of Grey was a mom book.
Uh, don't remind me.
My mom kept her copy in her bath caddy.
I'm like, "Mom, I'm glad
you still have a sex drive,
"but I don't need to see the evidence
next to your loofah."
I really think The Scarf
has the potential to be something, Kels.
Well, the only way that
a book like that happens
is on a grassroots level...
blogs, suburban book clubs...
I thought those book clubs were only for,
like, you know, bored housewives.
Those bored housewives,
with their Oprah picks
and their bottomless
glasses of Pinot Grigio,
drive this business.
If you can get the housewives,
you can make the best-seller list.
Michelle?
Liza Miller, it is so
good to hear your voice.
Yours too; I've been
thinking about you so much.
Oh, and me you.
Am I ever gonna see you,
or do I have to hope to run into you again
on a street in Brooklyn?
Actually, I was wondering
if I was still in good standing
as a member of book club
because I have an amazing
book for us to chat about.
(Michelle) Well, we're supposed to
reread The Handmaid's Tale,
but it's really just an excuse
to make Margarita Atwoods,
so, yes, of course.
We'd love to read your book,
especially if it means getting you back.
Thank you so much.
I'll email you a PDF right now.
A what?
Personal call?
Oh, uh, no. I finished all my w...
Oh, my God, if you have conjunctivitis,
you need to leave.
Once someone in the bullpen
gets that, everyone has it.
It's like kennel cough.
No, I... I got this from dodgeball.
Oh. Cute. My niece plays dodgeball.
She also calls jeans "hard pants"
because she's six.
Feel free to go home
and slap a patch on that.
No, actually, I'd like
to stay and do some work.
I... I found a book in the slush pile
that I'm kind of excited about.
You're excited about the slush pile.
Oh, well, perfect.
Then, when you're done with those,
you can read my junk mail.
Do you want to split an appetizer?
Yeah, uh, maybe the "geh-nocchi"?
Actually, it's pronounced "gnocchi."
What?
Why hasn't anybody ever told me this?
'Cause you do it so cute.
It's okay; it's like the
most mispronounced food.
And I took a little
Italian in college, so...
Oh, really?
You're fancy like that, hmm?
Do you speak any other languages?
No, I mean,
I took Spanish for a year
in high school, but...
And then after high
school, you just traveled?
Yeah, uh, I guess I just traveled.
No, I mean, no college?
I mean, in between Europe and Asia,
I... I went back to West Virginia
for a little bit and
enrolled in some college.
Oh, cool. What was your major?
Smoking weed. Yeah.
Unfortunately, I was never
really able to declare it
because I only stayed
for a semester, but...
Well, have you ever
thought about going back?
Mm, God, never. No.
Well, that's okay; I mean, you know,
a lot of people who didn't
get a great education
can self-educate with books.
Wait, so is this... is this whole
me not reading, like,
actually a problem for you?
No, it's just books
and reading are my life.
I... I work in publishing.
Yeah, and I'm a visual person.
I get turned on by what I feel
and what I see,
not by just some words.
Of course. That's right... tattoos.
Tattoos. Tattoos.
Is that all that you think
that I'm about, though?
Of course not.
[sighs] That's good.
You know what? I... I'm actually...
I'm just gonna tell
you some things about me
because I'm not really sure
you've been paying attention.
So I am the type of guy
that likes to play bad music
with his buddies at the
bar around the corner.
I'm someone who actually
enjoys listening to the J Train
as it's rattling outside my window
because I know that it's filled
with all kinds of wonderful people
that are just living their lives.
I like smoggy sunsets,
I like smoking pot,
and I would much rather
experience the world
than read about it in some book.
Of course. I know that.
Do you?
'Cause I... 'cause I'm not
really sure that you do.
Hey.
- Come on.
- [sighs]
All right.
You know what? Maybe, uh...
Maybe I don't really know
that much about you, either.
Hey.
Is there a liquor store in
the area that gift-wraps?
I need a really good bottle of Tequila
that can make a guy blind drunk
and forget everything I
said to him last night.
Uh-oh. What happened?
Ugh, I let Josh see the real me,
the self-sabotaging, 40-year-old
New Jersey housewife
who couldn't just let a
good thing stay that way.
Wait, you told him you're 40?
No, but I behaved that way...
critical, judgmental...
like I have any right.
And, Maggie, he is so wonderful.
He's heartfelt and deep,
and I just screwed it all up.
It's like if I was really 26
and I could start all over,
that is the man I'd be
falling in love with.
Okay, well, he's so wonderful,
and you're so wonderful, and...
Wait, did you just say love?
Only in the most speculative of terms.
Stop using the fancy words and
tell me how you really feel.
Okay, first of all, I
know this is gonna end,
and it's gonna end badly.
Well, if that's what you believe,
it's probably why you're
trying to push him away.
You're right. I guess
I was trying to do that.
It sounds like you succeeded.
Spectacularly.
[doorbell rings]
- Hi!
- Hey!
- [laughs]
- Hi. Nice to see you.
- You too. Come in, come in.
- Hi!
- Hey, stranger!
- Nice to see you.
- You too.
- Hi.
Oh, my God. Does she hit you?
What? No. Who?
There was a rumor you went to Brooklyn
to be with that lesbian friend.
It wasn't me, but now I get
why the setup with Richard didn't work out,
which is fine; I'm cool.
Oh, I got this from a city
sports league that I joined,
and I moved to Brooklyn because my friend,
who happens to be gay,
is graciously letting me crash.
Whatever you say. It's
none of our business.
I watch Ellen every day.
Oh, all right. Who wants to go first?
(Michelle) Well, I
printed a copy of mine out
and underlined some passages
I thought were particularly significant.
Would that be a good place to start?
It's great, but, real
quick, I'm just curious.
Who liked the book? Be honest.
- Oh, I... I loved it.
- Loved.
- Me too.
- It's so good.
It's Winter's Bone meets
Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.
Meets The Alchemist.
I mean, the whole thing
is a parable, right?
I agree with Michelle. Look.
I even wrote, "Parable?" on the cover.
What'd you think, Lori?
Oh, honestly, I haven't
read a book since college.
I just come here for the cocktails.
Sometimes she naps.
Well, I think it's genius.
I tried to look up some
of the author's other work,
but I couldn't find anything online.
That's because she's never been published.
- Oh, you're kidding.
- What do you mean?
She's never been... how is that possible?
I know. It's hard to believe.
An editor friend of mine discovered her.
This friend needs to get this published.
Yes, she does.
Thank you guys so much.
- So good to see you.
- Thank you.
- Drive safely.
- Bye. Okay.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey.
It was so good to see you!
It was so good to see you too, Lori.
[panting]
You know, sometimes I
fantasize about being...
in Brooklyn.
- Okay.
- Okay. All right.
- I got to go.
- You... you got to go.
- Yeah.
- Okay, so me too.
All right. Be safe.
- Good night. You too.
- Okay.
Thank you.
- All right.
- Bye-bye.
Okay, bye. It's just you're so pretty.
Just don't let anything...
I'm gonna stop talking.
Okay. Who's got my keys?
[energetic electronic music]
♪ ♪
(woman) ♪ I don't want to behave ♪
♪ Don't want to wait for Saturday ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Young and drunk and free ♪
♪ Hey, mister, mister, dance with me ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm sick of
doing what they tell me ♪
♪ Sick and tired of trying to please ♪
♪ I'm escapin', breakin' free ♪
♪ With a pocket full of cash ♪
♪ My dice is swinging on the dash ♪
♪ ♪
_
Hey, how'd it go last night?
It was weird, but look.
Some of the women from book club
posted great reviews of
The Scarf on Goodreads.
Oh, my God. They all loved it.
I know, and now all these
other people on the site
are wondering how they can find it.
Well, that's a start.
[keyboard clicking]
What are you doing now?
I'm telling them to contact Empirical Press
and demand that we publish the book.
Hey, what do those housewives
do at book club, anyway?
People got drunk, talked about guys.
One woman kissed me
inappropriately on the mouth.
Oh.
So not that different
than when we all hang out.
Better wine, bigger living rooms.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
What are you doing here?
Hey.
Well, I figured, if I came here,
you know, got a little beat up again,
maybe you'd feel sorry for me
and walk me home,
maybe even put your arm around me.
And then along the way,
I'd say something charming,
and maybe you'd forgive me.
It's kind of a stupid plan,
but sometimes, I'm kind of stupid.
Oh, did... did you realize
that we have something in common?
That is not what I meant.
I don't think you're stupid.
[sighs] Okay.
Why is it such a big deal
to you that I don't read?
Honestly, I think I was
just looking for a problem.
I just don't want to be
blindsided by one down the road.
I feel like I can't trust how happy I am.
Wow.
Okay.
Do you know what...
what my takeaway is from hearing all that?
That I'm prone to emotional sabotage
and have some past relationship baggage?
No.
It's that I'm emotionally
way smarter than you.
[chuckles]
And better at dodgeball.
So much better at dodgeball.
[both laugh]
Good thing you're so cute, you know that?
Just coast on them good looks.
So you forgive me?
No. No.
Not so fast.
There's a pop quiz later...
clothing optional.
- Okay.
- [mutters]
Okay, come on. [laughs]
[whack]
[chuckles] What's up, Jen?
[laughs]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
(woman) ♪ Mm, mm, mm ♪
I love this area.
It's my favorite neighborhood.
What's it called?
Dumbo.
[both laugh]
It's beautiful.
(woman) ♪ I'm seeing stars ♪
♪ Mm, mm, mm ♪
♪ I'm seeing stars ♪
♪ Mm, mm ♪
♪ I'm seeing stars ♪