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Mattachine Family, The (2023)

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Mattachine Family, The (2023)

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(gentle broody music)

(jaunty music)

- [Thomas] Imagine being g*y.

(jaunty music continues)

Now imagine realizing it.

Maybe you think

of this, or this,

but it wasn't quite

so clear for me.

This was my first clue

that I might be different.

(lasers beaming)

But this probably

sealed the deal

for anyone who wasn't sure.

With the shadows

of the night

So baby take my hand,

you'll be alright

- [Thomas] My parents

weren't repressive

or close-minded people.

I mean, after all,

this was my Halloween

costume when I was eight,

but I once heard a

neighbor boy call me a f*g.

It made my mom cry.

I didn't really know

what that meant,

but she sure did.

And I understood

that my mom loved me,

and that loving

someone is complicated.

On my ninth birthday, my

parents gave me my first camera.

That day I took a photo

of my best friend, Sarah,

this man dressed up as a

pirate, and my parents, kissing.

Three weeks later, my

dad died in a car crash.

(melancholy music)

At the funeral,

I took a photo of every

single flower arrangement,

and then I took a

portrait of every guest.

My mom said this

is when she knew

I was going to be

a photographer.

About the time my

family fell apart,

another family showed up on TV,

and there was no

death, no sadness.

- Well, I never.

(audience laughing)

- [Thomas] Oscar

was a sensation.

He was a foster kid

who was discovered

at just the right time.

For 10 whole years,

he delighted and

distracted the country.

Then he lost everything.

(cameras shutter)

After being forced off the show,

Oscar tried a little

bit of everything.

Nothing seemed to stick.

Years later,

I was sh**ting this wedding

when a bridesmaid just fainted

in the middle of the ceremony.

And there was Oscar.

I remember him saying,

"Get some water,"

but it also might have

been, "What do you think?"

Or even "She's wasted."

This is the first photo

I ever took of him.

Oscar was unlike

anyone I had ever met.

Sexy, charming,

surprising, and always so sure.

He asked me to marry

him in the parking lot

of a grocery store.

He had no ring, no plan.

He said he looked

at me and just knew.

We were married less than a year

when Oscar thought it was

time to grow our family.

- Should we have kids?

- [News Reporter] Scientists

now say that some effects

of climate change

may be irreversible.

- Should we have kids?

- What?

- Should we have kids?

- I don't think we can

make them like this.

For a long time, I wasn't sure.

Oscar had never forgotten

his years in foster care.

So as usual, Oscar got his way,

and we welcomed a foster

child into our home.

We had one year with Arthur,

one birthday,

one perfect summer,

one Christmas,

and one goodbye.

(gentle dramatic music)

(gentle dramatic

music continues)

(gentle dramatic

music continues)

- [Laura] Hi, Mr. Reid.

This is Laura Walker,

your favorite case worker.

I was just calling to confirm

that today was still good

for you to meet.

Also, Arthur's mother said that

he left a few things behind

and I said I would grab them,

specifically a green hat.

So anyway, call me if you need

to change our appointment.

(distant footsteps)

(muffled speech)

- So will Oscar be joining us?

- No. He's filming in Michigan.

It's just me today.

- Oh, okay.

So we schedule these exit

meetings to give foster parents

a chance to talk

about, you know,

whatever it is you're feeling.

- Okay.

- And I know at the end,

things happen really quickly,

so it is completely normal

if you feel angry or sad.

Okay.

Just one more little thing

before I can head out.

They make me give

this very brief survey

about your experience,

if you don't mind.

- Okay.

(folder slams)

- Oh, Jesus, I'm so sorry.

Okay.

The County Department of

Child and Family Services

facilitated a positive

experience as a caregiver,

and then your options are

yes, no, or no response.

- It was terrific.

- Sorry. Is that,

is that a yes or no?

- Yes.

- Yes. Okay.

In the future,

I would consider participating

as a caregiver again.

Yes, no, or no response.

- Okay.

- I'm just gonna

leave this here.

- No.

Yeah, it's a big no.

- Okay.

Hey, Thomas, why don't you

just finish this when you,

you get a chance?

- Yeah. Great.

- Thank you so much

for letting me stop by

and grab Arthur's things.

Okay. So both of these,

bag, a lot of stuff.

- Can I help you with this?

- No I'm fine, I got it.

- You sure?

- Yeah, I've totally got it.

(bag rustles)

(hand thuds)

(whimsical music)

(heel snaps)

(Laura wails)

(bags thud and crash)

(Laura wailing)

(Laura gasps)

- Ow!

- Are you okay?

- How bad is it?

- Ugh, oh my God.

- Oh my God, what?

- Don't look, stop!

Hey, you don't want to look.

- Is it broken?

- Yeah.

- Is it broken?

- Yeah, it's broke-

(Thomas vomiting)

(Laura gasping)

- Why do you keep doing that?

(Thomas vomiting)

(Laura vomiting)

(Laura gasps)

Hi.

- You feeling okay?

- Would it be

impolite to say no?

- I mean, I did see your bone.

- Oh my God.

This is the most

ridiculous thing

that's ever happened to me.

And I once worked at a

water park in Florida.

- The doctor said you were lucky

you didn't get a concussion.

So there's that.

- At least a concussion

might have made me

forget some of the

humiliation of tumbling.

- It's fine.

- My God, you're so

kind for staying here.

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Okay.

Well, this has been fun,

and equally scarring.

- Actually, would you mind

helping me with one more thing?

(door latch clicks)

(light music)

(door slams)

- Hey, girl.

(pebbles trickle)

(Thomas sighs)

(bag thuds)

(gentle music)

Arthur Christopher Ramos

was born on May 21st, 2014

at 8:24 AM in Los

Angeles, California.

It was a Wednesday.

These are the photos I

took that day on my phone.

(gentle music)

Moments before I took

that photo of Oscar,

he was singing "Moon

River" because he knows

it always makes me cry.

He was smiling

because he succeeded.

Two years later,

the building where Arthur

and his parents lived

caught on fire.

Arthur and his mom were

at the grocery store

when it happened.

They lost everything.

This is everything.

Three months later,

Arthur's mom was arrested

for shoplifting food.

She was unemployed and

living in a homeless shelter.

The next day,

Oscar and I received a call

from Laura asking if we would

take in a six year

old boy named Arthur.

This is what fear, wonder,

and joy all look like.

That night, as he fell asleep,

Oscar sang "Moon River" to him.

Wider than a mile

- [Thomas] And I cried.

I'm crossing you in style

Someday

(cell phone buzzes)

- Hey handsome.

- [Oscar] Hey.

- I thought you

were working today.

- I am.

We've been sh**ting

promos all morning,

but they gotta get me a

Speedo, so I'm waiting.

- Oh. Yeah.

- Anyway, what's up with you?

- Nothing. Did you get my texts?

- Yes. Crazy about Laura.

Did you see the bone?

- Yes.

Oh my God.

- And you saw a Ricky Martin

poster inside her closet door.

Does she know he's g*y?

- And maybe she has

a thing for g*y dads?

I don't know.

I, I read Arthur's file.

- [Oscar] Of course you did.

- I know, it was just there,

and it had all these

notes about us, like,

warm, loving, capable.

Capable.

- What do you expect?

They didn't take Arthur

away because we were bad

at being parents.

They took him away

because his mom deserved

to raise him herself.

- I get it.

- What?

Someone having a

change of heart?

- No,

I'm serious.

- I miss him too.

But he is where he belongs.

- [Server] Which

one do you like?

- Yeah, the camos are fine.

- What's going on?

- Thank God Speedos are back.

We gotta do night shoots.

I gotta go now,

but I will say hi in the

morning when I wake up.

- Okay. I love you.

(phone clicks)

(phone slams)

(gentle music)

(car honks)

So wait, wait, wait.

You weren't in Palm

Springs this weekend?

- No. I don't get why this

is so confusing for you.

- I'm sorry.

You posted four pictures and a

story of you in Palm Springs.

- Right. From last June.

- But you didn't put

that in the caption or,

or use that hashtag

TBT or whatever.

- So?

- Sounds like you

should just take a break

from social media.

- Whatever.

I got a whole bunch of messages

from guys this weekend.

- Was one of them

your trainer, Kale?

- No.

Kale is in the Catskills for

a naked men's yoga retreat.

Listen, I got my limits and

Naked Yoga is one of them.

Just call it an

orgy and move on.

(Thomas laughs)

I'm actually going on a date

with a guy who messaged me.

- A date?

- Yeah.

- How very traditional of you.

- Shush.

He's a bit older, but

very complimentary of me.

I see what you and Oscar got,

and I wouldn't

mind being adored.

- Ooh, come here.

We're not gonna

find anything here.

We should just go to that

cactus store in Echo Park.

- Can you imagine Leah

keeping anything alive?

Oh, remember Bootsy,

that gray cat?

- Oh my God, yes.

Poor girl.

- Rest in peace.

Oh.

Hello. What about this?

- I don't know.

It's pretty phallic.

- Exactly.

- I don't think phallic

is the route to take

for a l*sbian

housewarming party.

- Of course it is. Women

love this sort of thing.

It's a symbol of power.

(Thomas scoffs)

- Do you remember their wedding?

- Like stepping into

Hillary Clinton's closet.

- There were like, what?

Maybe three men there.

Then they summoned the

spirit of Eleanor Roosevelt.

- Oh, I remember that. Right.

- I don't think they find

wieners to be empowering.

- Yeah.

That that wasn't a great night

to be a single desperate man.

I remember.

(dramatic music)

What is it?

- It's nothing.

- Did you see someone?

- No.

I thought I saw Arthur.

(doorbell rings)

(people chattering)

- Hi.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- sh*t, did we

get the wrong day?

- No. Why?

- You're wearing pajamas.

- I'm not.

- Oh.

- They're super cute.

- Yeah.

- This is athleisure wear.

It's very east side mom.

- Right.

This is for you.

- Oh, wow.

Thank you.

- Meow.

- Wow.

Thank you so much.

- Thomas. Hi!

- Hey.

- Oh, I was hoping

you'd come by.

I haven't seen you since like-

- Oh, it's been months.

- Yeah. Oh, sorry.

Thomas, this is Annie.

Thomas is a fabulous

photographer.

He did my first

and third wedding.

- Ooh, honey, nice to meet you.

What happened in

wedding number two?

- Well, thankfully there's

no photographic evidence

of that one.

The FBI collected it all

for the grand jury trial.

(both laughing)

I'm sorry.

Can you please

excuse me a moment?

I've gotta go pump my

girls before they leak

all over the place.

- Yeah.

- I didn't know they could leak.

- So you're a

photographer. You're good?

(Thomas laughs)

- I think I am.

What about you? What do you do?

- I'm a mommy.

- We love that. And

what do you do for work?

- I'm a mommy.

I have a motherhood

lifestyle brand.

- Oh, that-

Yes. Very that.

- You know, social media

presence, vlog, brand deals.

Some have called me a visionary.

- And you make a

living doing that?

- I do.

In fact, I just launched

a very successful line of

ankle weights for babies.

They're huge in Korea.

- Why not?

- Mm-hmm!

- Do you mind if I ask

you a personal question?

- Sure.

- How did you become a mother?

- Oh, my best friend

donated his sperm.

- Is he-

- g*y?

- Yeah.

- Yes. Yes.

Very g*y. g*y g*y g*y.

- So progressive.

- I actually find it to

be quite old-fashioned.

- Hmm.

- Okay. I gotta go and tinkle.

But you and me, we'll

get together later, okay?

We'll talk about the snap snap.

- I will be here.

- Alright toodles!

- Please.

I just want some cake

with a tiny little bit of dairy.

- Okay.

- Thank you.

- [Sonia] Good

seeing you, Thomas.

I'm gonna go fire up the hog.

- Sonia did not just ask you

to do those nude shots on her

motorcycle again, did she?

Because I told her-

- No, no, she's sweet.

(door slams)

I couldn't do that again.

I did just meet a new

client though, I think.

- Who?

- Annie?

- Oh.

She's great.

- Yeah?

- Yeah. She's huge in the

l*sbian mom community, so.

- Nice.

- She's friends with

Rosie, O'Donnell.

- I got it.

How do you know her?

- Sonia baked our son's

first birthday cake.

- That tracks.

(Thomas sighs)

- You okay?

Jamie said there was a bit of

a dramatic incident earlier.

- Everything's fine.

- Okay.

Well, he said you looked

like you saw a ghost.

- Yeah. I don't really wanna

talk about it right now.

It's just like all

these people in here.

- Okay. Well, I'm

worried about you.

Oh, do you still wanna

speak to Jen and Vic

about the adoption

agency they used?

Because they're

supposed to be here, so.

- No, we're,

we're kind of giving up on

the whole adoption thing.

- Okay.

- I mean, Oscar's so busy with

the show and it's just like,

it's unrealistic.

- Okay.

Sorry to hear that.

- I love being a dad.

It's just like,

it doesn't make sense right now.

Timing, and I don't know.

I don't think that I can really

try to do it again right now.

Right?

No.

Stop. What is going on in there?

Do we have any news?

- Don't. Nothing.

We'll know on Tuesday if

this round of IVF worked.

- Okay. How you feeling?

- Amazing.

f*cking sucks.

I'm so anxious, but I

shouldn't be anxious.

And all I wanna do is

drink, but I can't drink.

And so.

- Hey yeah, I'm so sorry.

Staggy has gone to the

car for the power drill.

- What?

- She wants to do

the quick adjust.

- I told them,

no power tools today!

- Okay with the screaming.

(door slams)

(gentle music)

(both muttering under breath)

(gentle music continues)

- I don't understand the appeal.

- Are you kidding?

This photograph is beautiful.

- You enjoy it?

- You're not kidding.

- I mean, they're

provocative, I guess.

- Okay. Look at this photograph.

Right? This is about kinks,

submission, aggression, power.

h*m* at its

core is provocative.

- Yeah, but that's

my problem with it.

- What?

- This is what everyone

thinks g*y people are like.

- This is what g*y

people are like.

- Some.

- Hmm. And some are stubborn.

- I'm a Taurus.

(both laugh)

I don't know.

It's like the ever expanding

title of our community.

LGBTQ plus, YZX

plus plus plus plus.

- Oh, oh.

- How can we be one thing

when we're expected

to be everything?

- Hmm. I am so glad

that I brought you here.

- Listen.

When I got outed from the show,

I was charged with perverting

some kind of idea or image.

I mean, we were the first

Latino family on primetime TV.

- Yeah. Major.

- But Freddy Cruz

suddenly was a q*eer.

So that, that was it.

It was done. Nothing

else mattered.

All of a sudden, this

is how they saw me.

I wasn't a person anymore.

I was provocative.

- I'm really sorry that

that happened to you.

That must have been really hard.

- It sucked.

(hand spanks)

- When I was 12,

I found this book of

Mapplethorpe photographs

at a bookstore in St. Louis.

My mom was there,

so I had to like rush to

get it back on the shelf.

I didn't want her to

see me looking at it.

I had all these dreams about

these pictures, these men,

and just,

I dreamt that I was in leather,

and I was determined to find

another copy of this book.

So I went to the library in

the city where my mom worked,

and there it was,

and then when it was time

to leave, I stole the book.

- You stole it.

- I did.

I mean, technically

I wasn't stealing.

My tax dollars

were paying for it.

But-

- You were 12.

- Yeah. So?

- You weren't paying any taxes.

- Someone was.

(both laugh)

Hm. And these photos

shaped the idea of me.

You know, that's kind

of all I, all I had.

That's all there was.

- Well, at least now I know

where your thing for

leather originated.

(both laugh)

- So he had me get

in my underwear

and lie face down on the mat.

- Why were you in

your underwear?

- Hmm.

Then he straddled me

and stretch my back

for like 20 minutes.

- How much is Kale

charging to train you?

- Why?

- It doesn't sound like

he's doing anything.

- Oh, you played a

Ted talk during it.

- Whatever, girl.

It's your money.

- Well, it's someone's money.

- Don't tell me.

- Come here, Judy.

- That that guy is paying you

for pictures of your feet again.

- Oh. No, no, no, no.

I think Victor's in jail now.

This guy just wants videos

of me eating egg rolls.

r*cist.

- Where do you find these guys?

- I'm sorry.

We can't all find wealthy

former child stars to marry.

- Yeah. Well be careful

what you wish for.

- Uh oh. Trouble in Silverlake?

- Oh, everything's fine.

- When does Oscar come home?

- January.

If the show gets picked up,

he's gonna want

us to move there.

- To Michigan, permanently?

- Unfortunately.

- Yikes.

- It's really, really

helpful, Jamie.

- Well, I guess Michigan

might be a better place

to raise a kid than LA, right?

- I thought I told you we're

not going to foster again.

- Yeah, I know you said that.

- Hmm. So then why'd

you bring it up, hm?

- Thomas, you are

many, many things,

but subtle, you are not.

Look, I saw your sweet

and wistful smile

when that child tried

to ruin our brunch with that

endless round of peekaboo.

- No, no. That's

not what that was.

- If you say so.

- Ugh.

- What's wrong?

What does Oscar

think about all this?

- He's always so busy.

- What about your work?

- What about it?

I mean, I have

weddings coming up and-

- Are you doing something

just for you, self-care?

- Something to just for me?

- Yeah.

- Girl, please.

Who has the time?

- Sounds like you

do. (clears throat)

- Stay there.

That light is gorgeous on you.

- Oh, just be natural, right?

Okay.

- Yeah. No, natural.

(camera shutter clicks)

One more.

- You getting the, you

know, the cheekbone,

and the jawline?

- That jawline, huh?

That jawline is so good.

- Yeah.

- I'm gonna be happy again.

- You will.

- Yeah.

- We're all gonna

be happy again.

- Should we go get

some egg rolls?

We can take some pictures.

- Take some pictures of

you, of a r*cist person.

(gentle music)

- Oh, please, please don't

glare at me like that.

- How would you like me

to look at you, right now?

Hmm?

- [Oscar] I booked a show.

We're moving to Michigan.

Our lives are about to change.

- [Thomas] Exactly.

And we're about to

lose Arthur. And what?

You're just gonna

be in Michigan?

- Yeah, but I told you

that nothing I can do.

- You really want me

to go to court alone?

- I wanna thank you for

taking care of Arthur

for the past year.

I appreciate what you

did for him. I do.

But he is my son.

I hope you understand that.

I am his mother.

- [Oscar] He is going

back to his birth mom.

- [Thomas] Please.

- We knew from day one

this was probably

going to be temporary.

Do you understand how

much I would've given

to have had that opportunity?

- You would've really wanted

to leave a loving

home to go back

and live with your junkie mom?

- I don't mean to

be disrespectful

to you or that man,

but neither of you

were his father.

It was always temporary.

Just temporary.

- [Oscar] Let's not forget

you didn't want to have kids

in the first place.

- I didn't want to have kids.

No, but then we did

it, and we met Arthur.

I wanna keep him.

That's not like this insane

thing for me to think.

- So I should quit the show.

- Oh.

- Is that what I should do?

I should quit.

- Stop!

I didn't say that.

- That's what you're saying.

If I could be with you in

court, I would, but I can't.

He's going back to his

mom where he belongs.

If I need to say goodbye,

I will be back.

- Please stop.

- Thank you,

for what you did do.

- Thank you.

Come here. It's okay.

What you did for Arthur,

no one can ever take away.

You need to remember that.

It's okay.

(trunk slams)

- Wow.

- I know, I know.

It's a little shabby

at the moment.

- Please. Thank you for

actually calling me.

Most people just take my

information to be nice.

- Ah! Well, I'm not

nice. (laughing)

- Can I?

- Oh, yes, yes, yes.

Right there is fine.

(bag thuds)

- Do you know Maria Butcher?

- Oh, yes. She's an old friend.

We go way, way back.

I was her first art attorney.

- Oh, you're an attorney. Okay.

- I used to be,

but then I took a look

at my life and I thought,

is this it?

You know, like I

just kept thinking

about the next thing and

the next thing and the next,

and then one day I

realized, I said,

"Annie,

it is so much more

important to be centered

and be happy in the day."

- Mm, 'cause there

is no other way.

- Excuse me?

- Yeah.

Don't look back

that long, long road

The song.

You only live

one day at a time

One day at a time

- Okay.

- So, no.

- No.

- It's a song my

dad used to sing.

It just reminded me of it.

- Sure. Okay.

Anyway,

that led me to deciding that

I wanted more than just money

and status and a line

of attractive ladies.

I wanted to be a mommy. And

I haven't looked back since.

- Right.

- Oh, here they are.

Great.

Ted, this is Thomas.

- Hey, Thomas.

- Thomas, Ted.

- Nice to meet you, Ted.

Hey little man.

My name's Thomas,

what's your name?

- f*ck!

(hand slaps)

- No, no.

We did not name him that.

His name is Huck, right?

The H, huh huh huh.

His speech therapist said

he should grow out of it.

- Ah, I see.

Well it's nice to

meet you, Huck.

I get some sprinkles.

- Nice to meet you, too.

- Yeah!

- Ted, sweetheart,

I told you to put him

in the Venetian Pearl.

This is clearly a Sarcoline.

- Oh. This is Sarcoline.

- So, okay. Yeah.

We'll be right back.

We're just gonna quickly

change. Come on, honey.

Yeah, we'll keep that.

We'll, we'll keep that orange.

- Sounds like a white emergency.

- (laughing) So

you're the donor.

- I prefer father, actually.

Oh my God, I'm so sorry.

- Oh, it's fine.

It's, it's not always clear

to everybody how this works.

- Yeah.

How does it work, exactly?

- Well, we are

sharing this house.

We co-parent Huck, but we

definitely have our own lives.

- Wow.

I didn't realize y'all

lived together too.

- Well, just till Huck starts

school, and then we'll see.

I mean, there's no real

rule book for this,

so we're just gonna do

what feels right for us.

That's kind of the point.

- Hmm. I love that.

Did you always know

you wanted to be a dad?

- No.

It really wasn't

until Annie came to me

that I even considered it.

- Yeah. I mean,

I didn't even think it was

an option until it happened.

- Oh. You're a dad.

- No, I was, but I,

I was a foster dad.

- Oh, I see.

- Not anymore.

(footsteps patter)

- Hey buddy,

look at you and

your white shirt!

- Do you mind if I-

- Not at all.

Look at the camera.

Say cheese.

(camera shutter clicks)

- [Thomas] Yeah, so good.

That is the only way

(cell phone buzzes)

- Hey.

(doorbell rings)

- She won't come

out of the room.

(gentle music)

- I'm gonna go in, okay?

You wait.

(door clicks)

Hi.

- Hey.

Because

- Didn't even bring me

miscarriage flowers?

- I came as soon as I heard.

- Not even sad

supermarket flowers.

- Did you really want

sad supermarket flowers?

- No.

- No.

- I want a baby.

So stupid.

- What if I told you I

brought you Italian food

from that place on Hillhurst?

- Did you?

- Mm-hmm.

- So you're a good

friend after all.

Go, get it, I'm hungry.

- Okay.

I love you.

(gentle music concludes)

- Anyway now, I check her

REM cycle on the Watch App.

- Okay, that seems

a little extreme.

- Sometimes I'm trying so

hard to suppress a cough,

I have tears streaming

down my face.

- Oh, baby.

I feel like Sonia would

understand if you're coughing.

Like, what are you gonna do?

- Yeah, awake Sonia would.

But there's something

that happens to her

when she's half asleep.

She becomes a demon.

It's terrifying.

I'm pretty sure if I

didn't have cough drops

next to my bed,

she would've k*lled me by now.

- Not the demon.

- How much longer are we-

- It's right up

here on the corner.

Not many steps to the top.

- Remind me why we're

going there again.

- The guy Harry Hay

that started the

Mattachine Society

used to live right next to 'em.

- What did they do, again?

- They advocated for

q*eer people in the 50s.

They were kind of

the first group.

- Oh, I see.

And these were a

bunch of white guys?

I thought so, okay.

- Okay.

Look, it wasn't perfect,

but it wasn't totally

worthless, either.

I mean, these things

take time, right?

What are we gonna

do about this cough?

Do you think these

stairs are gonna

fix this cough?

- What are we gonna do

about this hill?

Are you f*cking kidding me?

- I got it.

Come on.

- Oh my God, ugh.

Here we go.

(both sigh)

- I thought there'd be more.

- More steps?

- No, I don't know.

This whole experience

feels wrong, somehow.

- I think you're deciding

to be disappointed.

- No, I'm disappointed.

- Sometimes stairs

are just stairs.

- Okay, let me get

a picture of you.

- To memorialize

the disappointment?

- Just sit down.

- Okay.

(camera shutter clicks)

- There's something about you.

- My good looks?

Or my professional

and financial success?

- When are you going to Denver?

- Next week.

- And they're gonna

try to fertilize you?

- No, it's just a consult.

They won't take you if

they think you're hopeless.

But they're supposedly the best.

- It's weird how we're

going through something

so similar yet so different.

You know, you're

my oldest friend.

- Oldest?

(Thomas laughs)

- Not now.

Longest.

You're my longest friend.

- That's better.

Oh.

Should we try and beat the

hipster moms to the top?

- In these boots?

- Yeah, let's do it, yeah.

- Okay.

- Okay, on your

mark, get set, go!

- Hey!

- Oldest!

m*therf*cker! Ah!

Yes, yes, yes!

Ugh!

(both panting)

Even after all these years,

it still feels so good

to watch you eat my dust.

- Eat my dust?

- Yeah.

- What is this, '94?

- Oh my God.

- Oh that's Sarah.

That's Arthur's mom.

- What?

- Yeah.

- What is she doing here?

- No, his school's

right down the street.

She must have just

dropped him off.

Oh, should I say something?

- Be normal, just be a person.

- Hey Sarah.

- Thomas.

- How are you?

- How are you?

- Good, um,

this is Leah.

She was with me at the hearing.

- Nice to see you again.

- How are you? How's Arthur?

- Never better.

- That's awesome.

I know he was worried

about starting school.

I've just been thinking

about him a lot.

- He's doing really well.

- That's amazing.

- Well, I'll see you around.

- Yeah, yeah.

Bye.

- You okay?

- Yeah no, I'm great.

She looks tired, right?

Don't you think she looks tired?

- I don't know.

- No, she's gotta be tired.

I know she's working

two jobs right now,

and it's like, I'm

just worried, you know?

He's at school, and-

You know, they say

that driving tired

is worse than driving drunk.

Imagine raising a kid tired?

- Thomas.

- But I knew he was,

I knew he was going

to school there.

It was only a matter of time

before we ran into each other.

Ah, the anticipation is over,

and we're good, it's happened.

I can move on.

- And she said he

was doing good.

- Yeah, she said that, right?

- She did.

Hey, it's okay.

(melancholy music)

(door swings open)

(clearing throat)

Oh, I know, I know!

- It's just IVF, so you

miss your injection window,

we have to wait a

whole other month.

- I'm sorry.

Sorry I'm not

chomping at the bit

to stick seven needles

in my broken body, ugh!

- Hi Thomas. You want some pie?

- Mm, yes, please.

- I think this

one is the winner.

It's a Bananoffee Cream Pie.

- Oh, Banana-noffee.

- I'm still working on its name.

(both chuckle)

- Oh my God.

- Yeah?

- Yes.

Holy sh*t.

- Yay.

How was your walk?

- Ugh.

- What?

- We ran into Arthur's mom.

- Okay, I see.

Arthur is well?

- Yeah.

- I know you've been

having such a hard time,

but I do hope that you see

just how special

what you had was.

(Thomas scoffs)

And he made you a dad.

And what a wonderful gift.

What a wonderful gift.

You want some pie?

You want some pie.

- Yes, please.

- Okay, alright.

Pie, pie pie pie.

What I'm wondering is what

it is about being a father

that made you feel like

you were a better person.

- Mm.

- Yeah?

Why do you keep denying yourself

the opportunity to

just feel that again?

- I don't know.

I don't think it's wrong

for me to feel like

it'll never be the

same, you know?

- Now I know you didn't

ask my opinion, but listen,

I think you are an

exceptional dad.

And the reality is

that time, honey,

time is gonna run out.

- Okay.

- So,

maybe you don't take my advice,

but it would've been wrong

if I didn't at least

try to warn you.

- Thank you.

- Our lives are lived only once.

There's so little

room for error.

(Thomas sighs)

But this pie, though.

- [Thomas] Leah, Sonia, Jamie.

(melancholy music)

What can I say

about these people?

What is it to

really know someone?

I met Leah the Fall of my

freshman year of college.

She found me passed

out in the bathroom

of a friend's house,

and she held me until I woke up

to make sure I was okay.

She smelled like lemons.

She's always been so good

at fixing other people.

It wasn't until

she went to rehab

that I realized she was always

just trying to fix herself.

When Leah met Sonia,

we all thought it was a fluke.

Too sweet, too young.

But she loved Leah,

broken pieces and all.

When Sonia proposed to her,

she didn't say,

"Will you marry me?"

She said, "Be with me,

be with me, be with me."

Three times, like

an affirmation.

Jamie was my first

neighbor in LA.

I never had a platonic

g*y friend before.

He taught me about

drag queens, brunch,

g*y subcultures I had

never heard of before.

I had never met someone

so truly himself.

So it was a surprise

to all of us

when we found out his family

didn't know he was g*y.

When he finally told them,

they didn't speak to

him for nine months.

He was cut off completely.

Jamie moved in

with me and Oscar.

We became his family.

I once tried to count all

the photos I had ever took.

But it was impossible.

Sometimes it feels

like a burden,

freezing time,

remembering being

remembered, remembering,

but it's how I show my love.

By suggesting the

possibility of immortality.

I've thought a lot about

how we all found each other

at exactly the right moments.

How we complement each others

strengths and weaknesses.

In the 50s, maybe they

would've called us a society,

shrouded in secrecy

and innuendo,

but what we have isn't new.

It's the oldest

damn thing there is.

Maybe someday there will be

a staircase named after us,

and the people

who walk will know

that once there was

a group of people

who called themselves a family.

(melancholy music)

(sheets rustling)

(blinds swoop)

(faucet running)

(Thomas spits)

(melancholy music continues)

(camera shutter clicks)

(birds chirping)

(paper rustling)

- A house on Lake Michigan?

- Baby, you're screaming again.

- And we're supposed

to feel sorry for you?

- No, no, I'm not

asking for that.

- These photos are insane.

We just got you a shitty cactus.

- Oh my God, there's

an old fashioned

creamery down the road?

- I know you are excited,

but if you keep screaming,

you're gonna keep

me up all night

with that coughing again, so.

- I call the room

with the balcony.

- Mm-mm, you can't call

the room with the balcony.

You have to be in the place.

- Look, no one is

calling anything, okay?

I don't even know

if I want to go.

- Oscar bought a house

for you on Lake Michigan,

and you're not sure

if you want to go?

Did you have a

stroke this morning?

- He rented it, okay?

He didn't buy it.

And, I don't know,

he didn't consult me.

- But didn't you all agree

that if the show got picked up,

you were going to buy a house?

- Maybe it's just I'm

officially the same age

as my dad was when he

died, and I don't know,

I just thought I

would have done more

with my life by now.

- Thomas, you have a nice life.

- Aw, I love you.

- So, what are you gonna do?

- Honestly, part of me

kinda wishes the show

doesn't get picked up.

- Well, if that's how you feel,

that's how you feel.

Don't agonize over it.

- But I'm not.

And like, that's

weird. I should be.

I just wish I could

hit the rewind button

and go back to the

way things were

before it all got

so complicated.

Oh my God.

(both laugh)

- Happy birthday!

- That is gorgeous.

(all clapping)

Wait, did you make that?

- I did.

- You made that all?

- Yes I did!

- Artiste.

- I'm dying to eat it.

- Damn.

He is old!

(both laughing)

- Okay, go over there, Jamie.

- Do the timer thing.

You have to be in it.

- I don't need

to be in this.

- Why so bossy?

- I already posted something,

by the way.

- This is just for me.

- This has to be in the picture.

- Yes, get that.

Flip the wiener though, because-

- 'Cause it's small?

- Flip the wiener.

- Okay, ah.

I love you.

(gentle music)

(airplane whirring)

(jaunty music)

(cell phone buzzes)

(book thuds)

- [Oscar] Hello, birthday boy!

Are you ready for you

birthday spanking?

- Mm, don't make

promises you can't keep.

- Well, Mary Kate's here, too.

- Oh my God, babe.

I'm sorry, I thought,

I thought you were alone.

(Oscar laughs)

- She doesn't mind.

- Hi, Mary Kate.

- [Mary Kate] Hi, Thomas!

Don't mind me.

Get those birthday spankings!

(both laugh)

- Okay, so?

- The house is beautiful.

- And?

- And I thought you

were coming to LA after.

- I am, but I have big news.

- Okay.

- The network ordered

10 more episodes,

and the show's been picked

up for two more seasons.

Two!

- Oh my God.

Two more years?

- I know!

And to think that

a few months ago,

I was doing bootcamp classes.

It's crazy how everything

can just change

from one day to the next.

- Yeah, wow.

- You better start booking

some weddings in Michigan.

- Yes, Michigan weddings.

- Oh, I gotta go.

Happy birthday, Thomas Reid.

We have big things ahead of us.

I love you.

- Big things, baby.

Big things.

(phone thuds)

(curtain falls, thuds)

(Thomas grunts)

- [Both] Hello, Thomas.

Come to the party

with us, won't you?

- Honestly, that is terrifying.

But I'm not going.

- Oh come on, please.

- Ugh.

- You're gonna make me

get on my knees and beg?

- Oh, oh yeah, yeah.

- Oh yeah?

Oh, oh yeah, oh yeah.

- Okay, please don't have

sex in front of me again.

Not tonight.

Ew.

- Ugh!

Look at yourself.

Half finished bottle

of chardonnay.

Empty bag of candy corn.

Cough medicine.

This is a cry for help.

- I literally have so much

work to do tonight, okay?

I'm not going, no.

I'm putting my foot down.

- Is that you putting

your foot down?

- Yes.

- Has that ever worked on me?

Come to the party.

- Stop.

- Come on!

Is this really what

you thought about

when you were a little boy?

Moving to the big city

so that you can work

on the gayest holiday?

Make it make sense!

- Yeah, make it make sense!

- Come to the party.

- It makes sense.

- You've never missed

Jamie's Halloween party.

- I know, I literally

have nothing to wear, so.

(both scoffing)

- That's so funny, please.

- Come to the party.

- Come to the party.

Come to the party.

- Ugh! Okay stop, stop!

- Come to the party.

- Get off me.

(both laughing)

(upbeat music)

(people chattering)

(party music)

- So cute!

- Thanks.

Yeah, I'm married, though.

- I meant the dog.

- I know what you meant.

- Who is this little guy?

- This is Judy.

- Oh yeah Judy-doody.

Alright, let me guess.

You are... Elvis.

- With these legs?

Ew, no, I'm not Elvis.

- Oh?

Okay come on.

- Um.

- Really?

Oh, you're Elton John!

Oh!

- Thank you.

- Cheers to Elton.

- I know, yes.

- People think to

be a legitimate act,

you have to be

one on reality TV.

- Straight up.

- Commodifying drag

culture doesn't elevate it,

it threatens its existence.

- Yes!

- You know?

People want the fame.

They just don't understand it.

The fame isn't real.

The art is real!

- The art is real, yes!

- Look at me!

Oh, look at her, hey girl!

- Real.

Keep it alive, girl!

(muffled party music)

Oh my God, did you just

take a picture of me?

- No, definitely it's,

I think it did.

I am so sorry.

- Well unfortunately for you,

I'm a photographer,

and I'm also a little bit mean,

so I'm gonna need

to see that picture.

- Okay, well it's probably

gonna be atrocious.

- Oh my God, okay, come here.

Let the professional do it.

- Okay.

- Okay.

(camera shutter clicks)

Now you have a

picture of me and you.

I'm Thomas, by the way.

- It's very nice to

meet you. I'm Jake.

- Nice to meet you, too.

Okay now that we've

met officially,

I'm gonna be a little

more confrontational,

and ask you why you took

a covert photo of me?

- I was sending a

picture to my husband

to see if you were

Oscar Reyes' husband.

- Okay.

How do you know Oscar?

- I don't?

I just follow him.

I was sorry to see-

- Yeah, me too.

- It's funny.

I had forgotten about Oscar

until he started

getting coverage

for his g*y dad posts.

- What is it about g*y dads

that people find so interesting?

- I don't know.

When my daughter came along,

my husband and I started a vlog.

And now, we get millions

of views on each video.

It's crazy.

- Is everyone in LA

an influencer?

- No.

Well, I was an ophthalmologist.

- Okay, transition.

Did you guys adopt?

- No. Surrogacy.

- Mm, what was that like?

- It was interesting.

They have agencies

that take care

of almost everything.

- Right.

- But it's still time consuming,

and it's all a bit strange

if you think about

it too deeply.

But you know, it's

what we have to do.

I'm surprised you guys

haven't looked into it.

- We did.

Oscar was dead set on fostering.

- That must have been

really rewarding.

- Yeah. It was.

- And difficult.

- It was.

- Ever thought about

doing it again?

- No, no no.

Honestly, I didn't even

really want to do it

in the first place.

I mean, it was so good

while it lasted, right?

That's a thing.

It didn't last.

- If you change your mind,

I cannot recommend

our agency enough.

I can give you the number.

We're running with the

shadows of the night

So baby take my hand,

you'll be alright

Surrender all your

dreams to me tonight

They'll come true in the end

(crowd cheers)

- [Thomas] I used to

dream about this life.

g*y, l*sbian, bisexual,

transgender, q*eer.

If I call myself g*y or q*eer,

then what else can

you say about me?

Or her?

Him, or them?

I sleep with men.

Is that enough?

What is enough? Does it matter?

Sometimes I think about

how strange this life is.

The heartbreak,

the pain, the joy,

the fight to just be included.

It happened.

I left Missouri, I got married,

I had a child.

The things I thought I gave up

became part of my story.

My g*y story.

It wasn't what I

expected, but it's mine.

Maybe that's enough.

They'll come true in the end

(distant cars honking)

- Tell me, what

brings you in today?

- Honestly, my husband

didn't really know I'm here,

so I'm just exploring

opportunities.

- I see.

You're friends with

Jake and Graham?

- I met Jake at a party.

- Huge success story.

They're featured on

our website right now.

Little Poppy is very

popular on social media.

- What?

This is all very new to me.

- Well, it's a

relatively new industry.

Now that we've got g*y marriage,

g*y couples are feeling

really empowered

to become fathers.

- Okay, so how

does this all work?

- Well, we take

care of everything.

Everything except for the sperm.

That part's on you.

Though we can deal

with anything,

if there's any sort of an issue.

- No, I got plenty of that.

- Oh, okay.

- I mean, like a normal amount.

- It's fine.

- It's totally normal.

- It's fine.

- How much does this cost?

- Depends on the

package you pick,

but base pricing starts

at about $150,000.

- Uh?

- I know,

but honestly, becoming a father,

that's priceless.

- Is it?

- Well, let's find

out if you're fertile.

(speaking in foreign language)

(knocking on door)

- Hello?

Uh, let me clean

up a little first.

You will put your

specimen in this cup.

Try your best to

get it all in here,

and if you miss, please tell me.

I don't like surprises.

Use this to browse any videos.

If you'd like some

assistance with the process,

we have three folders,

domestic, Asian, and g*y.

And yes, the g*y category

does include Asian content.

- Uh, thank you.

- Okay, have fun.

Oh, almost forgot.

(paper rustles)

- What is that?

- It's a puppy pad.

- A puppy pad.

- You sit on it.

- For me.

- Trust me, you

want the puppy pad.

Enjoy!

(door opens and shuts)

(pants unzip)

- What even is domestic porn?

Just white people.

(sensual music)

(footsteps outside door)

- [Nurse] Oh hey Karen.

- [Karen] Hey.

- Oh, Karen.

- [Karen] Oh hey, did

the bleeding stop?

- [Nurse] Finally, yeah.

That medicine seems

to be helping,

but you wouldn't

believe the discharge.

- Oh my God.

- Pregnancy, right?

What a gift.

Alright, I'll be down there.

- Okay.

I'm-

(Thomas sighs)

Ok.

(men sighing, panting)

- [Porn Actor] Keep going.

(door slams)

Oh, you're gonna make me c*m.

- [Porn Actor 2] Already?

Are you cumming?

(poop explodes into toilet)

(porn actors moaning)

(toilet flushes)

(Thomas sighs)

(Thomas pants)

(knocking on door)

- [Attending Nurse] Mr. Reid,

you doing okay in there?

- Just my luck.

(feet stamp)

(sheet rustles)

Okay Paul, this is

very serious, yes.

Mime, next.

Lasso.

Equestrian.

(camera shutter clicking)

Bareback.

- Bareback?

- What?

- I could use your help here!

Horseback riding.

- Yes!

- Yes.

- Ugh.

- Oh.

- Come on come on come on.

Sweeping, chimney.

- You can't do sounds!

- Shh!

Ice cream!

Ice scraper?

Ah, next, pass!

I got you.

Ballet. No?

Prima donna.

Black Swan.

- Black Swan's a great movie.

- Natalie Portman as Black Swan!

- Time's almost up.

- Ah! Shoes.

If the shoe fits.

- Hey, guys.

Don't Paul's legs look

amazing right now?

- Time.

- His calves are unreal.

- That's time, I'm done.

- High heels.

It was high heels.

- Okay, final score.

- High heels?

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Hot girls, eight.

Smelly boys, oh, six.

- Stop!

- Ugh.

That was so fun.

You were really great.

- I was, huh?

- You were, you were great.

- Okay, who wants pie?

- Thanks.

- Oh, I want pie.

- I'll take some

water too, geeze.

- So Paul seems nice.

- Yeah, too bad he

sucks at charades.

- So, who's gonna

break the news to him?

That we're all out of

town for Thanksgiving.

- Oh I told Sonia

she had to do it.

People find it very hard

to be angry with her.

- It's true, very hard.

Yeah, that's what he said.

- Now, has Jamie,

you mentioned he was

on his third date.

Has he ever dated

anybody this long?

- I mean, there

was that one time

he was catfished by someone

who was pretending

to be Lance Bass.

- That's terrible.

- Please, don't

feel bad for him.

Apparently he slept with

Lance a couple weeks later.

- Oh!

- So is your family coming

to LA for Thanksgiving?

- Uh, no.

But it's gonna be fine.

- What does that mean?

- Oh, okay.

- Pie pie pie pie pie!

Thank you.

- For you.

- Oh, it's small.

- So, Texas?

Going to Texas for Thanksgiving.

- What?

- [Thomas] When were

you gonna tell me?

- Right now.

- You're not telling me.

Sonia's telling me.

- I know, aren't you mad at her?

- No, that's

literally impossible.

- I know.

(Thomas stamps foot)

- Why didn't you tell me sooner?

- Ugh, we didn't know how to!

- Okay.

- 'Cause of this.

- Awesome.

Alright, Jamie, it's

gonna be you and me.

Thanksgiving dinner at my place.

(Jamie coughs)

- Actually, Paul has

a chalet in Aspen.

- What? You hate the cold.

- I like chalets.

- Come on, we always spend

Thanksgiving together.

This is like what we do.

This feels like a big g*y

family divorce, or something.

- It's just this year.

- I would ask you to come with,

but I'm pretty sure Paul

is gonna pop the question.

- Not marriage.

- No, threesome.

- [Thomas] Ugh!

- Hey, why don't

you go to Michigan?

- [Thomas] No.

- It might be good to

get away for a while.

- No Michigan, okay?

Oscar's apparently coming here.

He has, like, press to do.

- That's fun.

- [Jamie] That's exciting.

- I think it's fun.

- Shh.

- I don't get why I

got the smallest piece.

- I'm going to throw this pie

in all of your faces right now.

- No!

- Not the rug!

(Oscar mutters under breath)

- Did you get a turkey?

- You know the

butcher, he's a fan.

- That's great. Did

he give you a turkey?

- And his parents

took him to a taping

when he was 10 years old.

- What are you doing, are

you avoiding my question?

- You bet.

- How many grocery stores

are we gonna go to?

That's three, and

not a single turkey.

- What do you expect?

It's the day before

Thanksgiving.

- Oh okay, so now we're

being passive aggressive.

Why don't you just say

that I ruined everything,

and Thanksgiving is dead?

- If I was being

passive aggressive,

I would've said something like,

"Gee, it would've been nice

if we had shopped a

few days earlier, but-"

- How is that any different?

That's like exactly

what you just said.

- I don't even like turkey.

- You literally told

Audie Cornish at NPR

that you were most

excited about the turkey.

- You listened to that?

- I listen to

everything that you do.

- What else could I say?

Thanksgiving food sucks.

- Oh, okay.

- No.

- Now she hates my cooking.

- That's not what I meant.

You know, I mean, I would

rather have a steak.

- [Thomas] I'm done.

- Come on.

- Find everything okay?

- Not a turkey.

- This line is 15 items or less.

It's the express lane.

- Excuse me?

- You have too many items.

They have too many items.

Over 30, I counted.

- Um okay, I'm sorry.

We didn't see the sign.

It's fine.

Is it okay if we

just keep, thank you.

- Of course it's not okay.

There's a sign.

- Okay, would you like

to go in front of us?

- Get in another line.

- We're not getting

in another line, okay?

We're already checking

out, but thank you.

- I'm sorry, the

last thing I want

is to end up on the local news.

- Okay, so you know what?

It's okay, we can

go to another line.

- We can't-

- It's fine.

- It's gonna take us an hour.

- It's not worth

fighting over tonight.

I'm not doing this.

- Okay just start

checking us out, okay?

(machine beeping)

We're scanning items.

This is gonna be over with.

- Sir, this is not okay.

- Thomas, what are you doing?

What are you doing? This

is not okay, really.

I mean, sorry.

We're gonna take

it somewhere else.

- Okay.

- Waste of my time, b*tch.

(Oscar gasps)

- You're welcome!

I hope everyone

enjoyed the show.

Excuse me.

Yes, please.

- Can you stop that?

Thank you.

- Happy Thanksgiving.

- Ugh!

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(faucet running)

- Just leave that for

Carla in the morning.

- I gave Carla the

day off tomorrow.

- Why?

- Well, 'cause it's the

day after Thanksgiving.

- I hope we're not

still paying her.

- Babe, it's a holiday.

- No, today is the holiday.

Tomorrow is Friday.

- Do you really think

we need Carla to come

three times a week?

I mean, I'm home

most of the time.

I can manage myself.

- Yeah, but surely

there's something

more interesting you could

be doing with that time.

- You know what?

I think there is.

Okay.

I went to this place last week,

and I'm looking

at options for us.

- Surrogacy?

- Babe, I think we

owe it to ourselves

to make a meaningful

decision about this.

Come on!

I just want to make

sure we mean it

when we say we don't

want to be dads anymore.

- Well, I don't need to do that.

- That doesn't

mean that I don't.

- Where is this

coming from, Thomas?

It was only like weeks ago

you said you never

wanted kids again.

- I know, okay? I know.

It feels like

everyone in my life

is either talking about

kids, or having kids,

or going to the

ends of the earth

to try to make a family.

And I just-

There's all these signs

from the universe right now,

and it's just-

- Signs from the universe,

really?

Come on, are you

listening to yourself?

- Yes.

- Thomas.

- I'm listening to myself, okay?

And there's this little

voice inside my head

that keeps telling me that

we're making a mistake.

You don't feel that at all?

- No.

- How?

- What do you mean how?

We have so much to

look forward to.

- What, going to Michigan?

Leaving all my friends behind.

Just sitting at home, alone,

while you work all day?

- Wow.

Your life must be so hard.

- Okay, I'm not trying to like,

make you feel sorry for me.

- But it's not all

about you, Thomas.

Do you know how long

I've been waiting

for a break in my

career like this one?

- That's not how

a marriage works.

- 20 years, 20!

It's my turn now, Thomas!

- Just walk and chew

gum at the same time!

I'm not saying

that you can't work

if we have a kid in our lives.

- You don't understand.

You really don't get it.

- I'm just trying to

be honest with you.

- You want to be honest?

- [Thomas] Yeah.

- Okay.

Anyone with half a brain

knows what this is.

- What is this?

- You are preoccupied

with the anniversary

of your dad's death.

- Wow.

Okay.

Alright, it's just

that simple, huh?

- Well come on,

don't be like that.

Don't be so

self-righteous, Thomas.

- Thank God you have

this all figured out.

- 30 years after the anniversary

of your dad's unexpected death,

and you are trying to

cope with the feeling

that you may never get to

be a better dad than he was.

- Wow.

- The story

just writes itself.

- So what?

So what, fine.

Even if all of that is true,

does that somehow diminish

how I'm feeling right now?

Is my doubt less valid

than your certainty is?

- What do you want from me?

- Babe.

I'm trying to bring you

into this conversation.

- But I don't want

to be brought in.

I don't want to be

a father, I don't!

I don't want this for me.

I am too old for this.

I don't want to be an old dad.

And I'm gonna be

working all the time.

I don't want to

be an absent dad.

If you feel compelled to

look at this, then do it.

But know that you're

not doing this for us,

you're doing this for you.

- And what does

that mean for us?

What are you saying?

- Figure it out.

(gentle music)

- Wow.

(paper rustles)

I was thinking

today about my life.

The only life I'll ever have.

My dad died on a

Tuesday in November.

The sky was a sad Fall blue.

Two days later, my mom

met with their lawyer.

That's when she discovered

that my dad had another house.

Another woman.

Her name was Caroline.

My mom didn't leave her

bedroom for two days.

My grandpa said her heart

had been obliterated.

I had to look that word

up in our dictionary.

This was obliterated.

This was obliterated.

A week later at the funeral,

my mom and I greeted every

single person who came.

When I met Caroline,

she hugged me for a long time,

and looked me in the eyes.

She told me I had his smile.

And she cried.

When she met my mom,

they grasped hands.

There were no words.

It was forgiveness.

My mom gave a eulogy

at the funeral.

She quoted a scene from

"Angels in America,"

which she had featured recently

at an exhibit at her library.

She said, "In your

experience of the world,

how do people change?

Well, it has something

to do with God,

so it's not very nice.

God splits the skin

with a jagged thumbnail

from throat to belly,

and then plunges a

huge filthy hand in.

He grabs hold of

your bloody tubes,

and they slip to

evade his grasp.

But he squeezes, hard.

He insists, he pulls and pulls

'til all your innards

are yanked out,

and the pain,

we can't even talk about that.

And then he stuffs them back.

Dirty, tangled and torn.

It's up to you to

do the stitching.

(distant church bells)

- Look at the trees,

look at that one.

That looks like a nice tree.

You want one like that?

(distant Christmas music)

Thomas.

- Hey Ted.

- Hey, nice surprise.

You out buying a tree, too?

- I am, yeah.

I just picked one out.

- Oh where is it?

- I'm actually getting it

delivered later tonight.

- Christmas tree delivery.

So it's a bougie Christmas.

- It is.

- I remember when I was a kid,

we would drive out to

the Christmas tree farm,

and cut one down ourselves.

- The best.

- Drive home,

me and my brothers

hanging out the window,

trying to keep it on

the roof of the car.

- Yeah.

- I think that's why I have

to get a real tree every year.

It reminds me of them.

- Oh my God, me too.

My husband Oscar thinks

it's absolutely ridiculous.

- I have an ex who would

say it was grotesque

to k*ll a tree.

I'm pretty sure he was

in that sex cult, though.

So what does he know?

- A sex cult.

- It was a whole thing.

And so we're, hey, buddy!

You want to say hi?

- Hey, Huck.

- Hi.

- Good to see you, bud.

- Did you find a tree?

- Yeah yeah, this one!

- Oh okay, excuse us one second.

- Oh yeah.

- This one here?

- No, that one.

- This one.

- That one.

- This big one here?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

So Huck picked possibly the

biggest tree on the lot.

We're just up the street.

Do you mind helping us

carry it over there?

- Yeah, totally.

- Thank you so much.

You're a lifesaver.

Alright buddy,

let's get this tree.

Did you look at it good?

Did you see the top?

- You have no idea?

- [Huck] I don't.

- Come on, you gotta

pick one thing.

- Alright buddy, you ready?

- [Huck] Ready.

- Here we go!

- Yay!

- Yay!

Alright give me the

star, give me the star.

- Wow.

- Thank you.

- You and Huck make

a very good team.

- Hear that Huck? We make

a pretty stellar team.

- Do you mind if I-

- Oh no, we should be so lucky.

Sit up, look at the

star, look at the star.

Alright we got the

star, now what?

- Asteroids and planets

and rocket ships!

- Rocket ships.

Grr, I don't think so!

(Huck squeals)

(both laughing)

(melancholy music)

(muffled laughter)

(melancholy music continues)

(melancholy music continues)

(melancholy music fades)

(energetic music)

- Bounce!

Bounce!

- Jumping up and down.

That's it?

- Bounce higher!

Jump towards your destiny!

- Yeah, just hold the form.

- What are you doing with

your arms, you weirdo.

- You need to catch up.

Right.

- Two, three.

Left arm.

Left.

(upbeat music)

(Thomas grunts)

(teacher chattering)

Alright.

- Okay.

- [Teacher] Exhale, exhale.

- Should we go get

a green juice now?

- Yes.

- All right.

- There's a place

called Godly, Texas.

- Godly.

- Yeah.

Don't bother remembering it.

I don't know if it had

more churches or bars.

So you figure that one out.

- Wow, sounds eventful.

- It wasn't.

We played a lot of Scrabble.

Sonia's mom secretly

fed me cheesecake.

- Okay, you need to tell her

that you want to

eat dairy again.

This is ridiculous.

- She reads one

article on how dairy

can affect fertility,

and it's like ruined

my life forever.

(Thomas sighs)

- Do you think I'm stuck?

- What do you mean?

- It feels like I don't

know where to go from here.

It's like all my

options feel wrong.

- Okay.

I see.

Remember when I found

out you were g*y?

- I do.

- Got so drunk in my dorm room.

- Yeah, we were listening

to that Regina Spektor

album non-stop.

- And that b*tch Amanda

kept barging in on us.

- It was her dorm, too.

- And it was the

last song came on.

What was it?

- Summer in the City.

- Yes, f*ck that's a

way to end an album.

- The best.

- Anyways, we were both

lying in my bed, bawling.

But when the song was over,

I wiped away my tears,

but you kept crying.

- [Thomas] Duh.

- And I knew.

I mean, I've always known.

- Alright.

- I knew since I met you,

freshman year.

- Alright, alright.

- I didn't understand

why you wouldn't tell me

why you kept choosing

to stay alone with that.

You were stuck!

- I was stuck!

- So I gave you a little push.

- No, I believe your

exact wordage was,

"You like d*ck, don't you?"

- Yeah, I didn't get where

I am by being subtle.

- No, you did not.

So you never told me how

the doctor's appointment

went in Denver.

- You never asked.

- Yeah, well I was waiting

for you to say something.

- Okay, fair enough.

I'm not hopeless, yay!

- Hey, that's amazing.

It's great.

- Yeah, just a massive expense,

and we're already

starting the storefront

for Sonia's bakery.

I just want that experience.

I want to carry a child.

It's ridiculous, I know.

I just-

- It's not ridiculous.

- Of course you don't think so.

You're three shades

crazier than me.

- At least we always

had each other.

What? What now?

- So I'm just, I'm

gonna have to say it?

- Say what?

- Thomas.

You want a baby!

(uplifting music)

You want to go to the park,

carry a baby around

like a little kangaroo,

and you want to teach

it to be as kind,

as generous, and

as curious as you.

You want to wake

up in the morning

and squeeze its fat

little baby cheeks.

Thomas, you want to

look back on your life

and know that you fought

when things got hard.

(Thomas sighs)

If you want to stay stuck,

that's your own damn fault, so.

Oh, you're gonna carry

me home like a baby?

- We're gonna put

a baby in there.

I mean, I'm not going to.

- No, no ew! Ew, ew!

- In the worst case

scenario, I could.

- Yeah, with a turkey baster.

(both laugh)

- [Thomas] I'm so glad to

see you're on the mend.

- Yeah, yeah.

That physical therapy

has really helped.

And these babies

are life changing.

- Yes, they look

very comfortable.

- They are.

So, what did you

want to talk about?

- Is Arthur good?

How is he doing?

- Really well.

Sorry, I know that's not

what you want to hear.

- No, no, it's exactly

what I want to hear.

For real.

I'm ready to move on.

- Have you thought any more

about taking on another child?

- Girl, I have thought

about everything.

I had this idea of what my life

was gonna look like, right?

And then it changed.

It's all very disorientating.

(Thomas sighs)

I'm supposed to move

to Michigan in January.

- That sounds lovely.

- Yeah.

Yeah, it should be,

shouldn't it? Hm.

Can I ask you a

personal question?

- Well, I think we've moved

past this formality, so yes.

- How did you get into this?

This line of work.

And why?

- Um, I was married very young,

and then when we tried

to start our own family,

I had several miscarriages.

- I'm sorry.

- And you know,

most women do not talk

about that openly,

but disappointment really

took its toll on me.

And my relationship,

and you know.

So you can probably

guess where that ends.

But anyway, when I realized

that I wasn't gonna have

the family that

I had envisioned,

I set out to make do.

And this is me making do.

I get to help other

people create families.

Yeah, we learn to do the

best with what we have.

- Thank you again

for meeting me.

- Of course.

- I hope you know

that I really am happy

that Arthur is with his mom.

Like, for real.

- I know.

And I hope that you find what

you're looking for, Thomas.

- Me too.

(both chuckle)

You know, when I made

this appointment today,

I was a little worried

that I may not be brave enough

to go at this alone.

- It has nothing

to do with bravery.

- Right.

- Can I put your name

back on that list?

(uplifting music)

(both chuckle)

(uplifting music continues)

I don't feel right today

Something in my

head's got me gone

I don't want to

get high anyway

Been living in the

clouds far too long

When life as we

know is on hold

And all that we have is time

Low low low low low

Is feeling mighty fine

(uplifting music continues)

- No, no!

Babe.

Tell me this is a bad joke.

What happened to the

lakefront rental?

- Babe, the other

place had no charm.

- And?

- And it had bed bugs.

- I swear to God.

- I know.

- Will you please shut up.

(both sighing)

It's been a minute.

That's hard.

Wait a second.

No, no, get out, get out.

- Okay okay.

- Okay fine.

(Thomas gasps)

- That's what happens

when you go to Michigan.

(both laugh)

Okay.

(both moaning)

(Thomas gasps)

- Oh my God, my leg's cramping.

Get up, get up, get up.

(Thomas gasping)

Charlie horse, cramp.

- I think we should stop.

There's something going on.

- I'm sorry.

(Thomas sighs)

(faucet running)

(floor creaks)

Five years into being married,

and you have no idea your

husband reads tabloids.

- You want the latest issue?

- [Thomas] What? No.

Do you have a

subscription, or something?

- No, my publicist

sends them to me.

- Oh, your publicist.

- Yeah.

- We have a publicist now.

- Yes, you know about her.

You know, Valerie.

My agent connected us

once I got the gig.

Here on Lake Lies,

you know that.

- Hmm, I don't know her.

(magazine thuds)

(glasses clink)

(both kiss)

(Thomas sighs)

I have something to tell you.

- Yeah?

- I put my name back on a list

for fostering.

- What have you done?

- Hey.

Come on.

This is the best thing for me.

- For you.

- I have this whole speech

about how we can make

this work together.

- I don't think I can

be more clear with you.

- Look, I know what

you said, alright?

It's just we were happy before,

and we can be happy again,

if we-

- Stop!

I don't want another kid,

because I like the

way my life is now.

I don't need a kid

to fill a void,

because my life feels

whole, with you.

I don't-

I don't know what else

to tell you, Thomas.

Am I not enough for

you, is that it?

- You know what, I don't know.

- You're making such a mess

of things, you know that?

Why can't we build a

life around what we have?

- I wish we could.

I do, it would certainly

make everything a lot easier.

- Why don't you?

- Because I can't.

(melancholy music)

I mean, when we got married,

I had this whole idea

of what our life was

gonna look like, right?

It was gonna be you

and me, forever.

I never planned

on becoming a dad.

I didn't even know

it was possible.

Suddenly, I could be g*y,

be married, and be a father?

It used to be being g*y

only meant one thing.

And now, it can be anything.

But I can't go back.

I wish I could. I

thought I could.

But I can't.

And I'd always regret it.

I'm pretty sure you would, too.

And I'm sorry.

But I'd never be happy.

I mean, not really.

(glass clinks)

- I don't know what

else to tell you.

What is it you want?

- I don't know.

It just feels like sand is

slipping between my fingers,

and honestly, I

wish there wasn't an

urgency to all of this,

but it feels like

it's now or never.

- Is having a kid

the thing that matters

the most to you?

- I just want to feel

like I have options.

Like I have some sort

of say in any of this.

- Options.

Are you kidding?

You have plenty of options.

I mean, you're so privileged,

you don't even realize

that you can stand there

and agonize over all of this.

- Let's not forget

that it was you

who decided that kids

were off the table.

- That's not true.

- It is.

- That is not true!

You and I decided this.

You were devastated!

When Arthur went

back to his mom.

- I was!

I was devastated.

What about you?

- I didn't want to go through

something like that again

and lose you.

- Yeah, well, I-

I feel like I already lost you.

I do. And I'm sorry.

Maybe we just want

different things.

- How can you say that to me?

- I feel like I need

to have a choice.

(car passes)

(light breeze)

(humming "Moon River")

You know, I've loved

that song my whole life.

I have no idea what it's about.

- I think it's a

song about yearning,

or longing for something,

and never quite

knowing what that is.

Either way, it's

a song about love.

- And loss.

I need to do this.

For me.

- I know.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)

(dramatic music continues)

(dramatic music continues)

- [Thomas] I've been in love

exactly three times in my life.

When people say

this type of thing,

it's implied that

love is finite.

First, I loved him.

Then I loved him.

Now I love him.

But love isn't finite.

It stretches on forever

like a blanket of

stars at nighttime.

My first love was Sam.

A journalist I met in college

who took me to the mountains

and made love to me,

for the first time.

The morning after,

as he lay sleeping next to me,

I said his name over

and over like a prayer.

Sam, Sam, Sam.

The most ordinary name

you've ever heard.

Years later, when he died

after a short

battle with cancer,

I wouldn't find out until

months after it happened,

but my love still exists.

(both howling)

Like a dream from

the night before.

And then, there's Oscar.

My huckleberry friend.

My husband.

I will never take

that word for granted.

And Arthur.

The son who was

never really mine.

Sometimes when

everything falls apart,

and I think to myself that

this can't be all there is,

I remember a poem I once read,

telling me what else

should I have done.

Doesn't everything die

at last and too soon?

Tell me, what is

it you plan to do

with your one wild

and precious life?

I don't know what's

gonna happen.

All I do know is that this

is never really all there is.

That possibility of

something more is wild.

And it's precious.

It's life.

(music settles)

(distant rock music)

(people chattering)

- Hate to break it to you.

They're all fake.

- Really?

- Mm-hmm.

- What is wrong with people?

Why?

- Alcohol is real, though.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

(glasses clink)

How are you doing?

- Ugh, why did I let

you drag me here?

- I think we told you there

would be a lot of food.

- Okay but, really?

I forget that your idea

of food is questionable.

Like, what is this?

- Shut your pretty little mouth.

- Stop.

- I thought you

loved New Years Eve.

- I do in the movies.

It's like, all tearful

reconciliations,

and Auld Lang Sin.

Syne, it's Syne, isn't it?

- It's Syne, girl, it's Syne.

- [Group] Fight club.

l*sbian fight club.

l*sbian fight club!

l*sbian fight club!

- This feels different.

- [Group] l*sbian fight club!

- This just feels different.

- Just shut it down!

(people chattering)

- Hey honey, how

are you holding up?

- I'm okay, I'm fine.

- It's the food, isn't it?

- No, baby, no, it's good.

- Okay, okay.

Remind me, I've got

something for you later.

It's from the shop.

It's brownies, it's all butter.

Jules, keep your shirt on!

- I'm gonna go.

- Wait, no no no.

- It's fine.

- It's not even midnight yet.

I have no service.

- By the time that I call

a car and it gets here,

it will be.

So like, I'll kinda be here.

- Wait, you're gonna

be alone on New Years?

That's a big bummer.

- Girl, just enjoy

your night, okay?

(both smooch)

Love you.

- I love you too.

Get home safe.

(dog barks in distance)

(distant car passes)

- Gross.

(feet patter)

(melancholy music)

No.

No no no.

(feet patter)

(melancholy music continues)

(Thomas grunts)

(phone thuds)

(melancholy music continues)

(suspenseful music)

(door opens)

(people chattering)

Hey, hey.

- Oh my God!

(people cheering)

- Hey, I just-

- Hey.

- I had a missed

call from Laura,

and a voicemail, Laura

my social worker.

- [Group] 11, 10, 9.

- There's a baby.

There's a baby, she's

just a few months old,

and she's mine.

- Five, four, three.

- Like, mine if I want her.

Like totally mine.

- Two, one.

- No one else's.

(crowd cheers)

I'm gonna be a dad.

(all laughing)

And never brought to mind

Shall old

acquaintance be forgot

And auld lang syne

And auld lang syne

(both giggle)

- So this is her, huh?

- It is.

- Does she have a name?

- She was left at

the fire station.

No note, no name.

We've been calling her Eve,

since she was found

on New Years Eve.

I know that is very corny, but.

- No, it's perfect.

- Well when I got word,

I knew exactly who

she should be with.

- And what about her family?

- Well, with safe haven babies,

the parents renounce

all their rights.

So you can get immediately

to the adoption process,

and she will be legally

yours in a few months.

- The fact that Oscar

and I are separated is...

- Won't be an issue.

- No?

- You're gonna be great.

(baby coos)

(both giggle)

- Okay, poll time.

Paul thinks I should

sell my nudes online.

Yea or nay?

- Jamie.

- What?

- You're holding the baby.

- So?

- That's okay.

She doesn't understand

what he's saying.

I barely do.

- Oh.

Well in that case,

I'm all for it, Jamie.

- Wow, of course you are.

- What does that mean?

- It just means that

I'm pro sex work

and all that stuff,

and this one is stuck in

the dark ages of feminism.

- It's exploitation!

- No, okay yes.

Yes, in traditional

porn and sex work,

it was exploited.

But how are these new

platforms the same thing?

- Oh my God, it is

the commodification

of women's bodies!

- Just a reminder.

- They have agency, babe.

- I'm not a woman.

- Not yet, girl.

- How can we be expected

to make progress

when women are expected to

pedal their bodies for money?

- I will tell you how

we can make progress.

- Tell me.

- Like I always tell you.

- Oh my-

- Okay, you know what?

I changed my mind.

Let's actually just

not with the porn talk,

'cause baby.

- Okay, I'm sorry Thomas.

But this is the

future of feminism.

This is how it is.

- So what's the consensus?

Yes, no, maybe so?

Okay, we'll circle

back another day.

By the way, have anyone here

seen Britney's latest video?

- [Sonia] She's not sending

you secret messages.

- She is!

- She's not.

- What's going on with you?

- Nothing, mother.

I'm in a great mood.

Nothing's changed,

and I'm glad about it.

- Jamie's holding a baby.

Everything's changed.

- I mean, give it

a week, though.

- Have you called Oscar yet?

- Okay, we're done here.

- Oh, okay.

(baby cries)

- [Sonia] Oh you're

taking the baby

so nobody slaps you.

- No, no, hey.

- Thomas!

- No, yes.

Shh, the baby is sleeping.

- No, the baby is not

sleeping, dingbat.

You have to tell

Oscar you have a baby!

- Okay.

- You need to tell him now!

- He will find out, I promise.

- The longer you wait, the

worse this is gonna get.

- Stop.

I'll tell him.

- Better.

Give me the baby,

I need to practice.

- Coming, she's coming.

- Come here.

(Thomas gasps)

(both laughing)

- Woo! Woo!

(both making baby noises)

- You're always taking

picture without you in 'em.

- I'm in them.

(melancholy music)

(melancholy music continues)

(melancholy music continues)

(melancholy music continues)

Here

I forgive you

- [Thomas] Oscar.

You've been on my mind all day.

Your show came on earlier.

I heard your voice,

reaching out across the years.

And your face.

So strange, even after all this,

to remember that you used

to be something else, to me,

before you were mine.

Life can be so unexpected.

I sometimes think

that the last thought

to ever cross a

person's mind must be,

"Who would've known?"

I never expected to

marry you, Oscar.

But it happened.

And it changed my life.

It changed my life

for the better.

Because it led me here,

to this moment,

where I tell you

that I got a baby.

A daughter.

Daughter. (chuckles)

It feels so bittersweet

to say that word.

I know you'll have questions,

and someday I will be

ready to answer them,

but for now, just know

that her name is Eve.

Evey.

Know that someday

I will tell her

all about this time.

And the whole world fell apart,

and somehow made

something so beautiful,

and unexpected.

(baby laughs)

(uplifting music)

I'll tell her what it meant

to call you my husband,

and have it be true.

What it meant to

call myself her dad,

and have it be true.

I'll try to explain to her

the power in these words.

So simple and ordinary,

but fought for, fiercely.

I'll try to explain

all of these things.

There's already a word

so perfect and simple

that encompasses all of this.

Family.

(uplifting music continues)

(cars passing in distance)

(car horn honks)

(bells jingle)

Hey.

(muffled rock music)

Hey.

Hi.

Yes.

Can you see?

Can you see?

Cry, cry, cry

Don't cry, oh yeah

I try

- Good.

Hi.

(baby coos)

(coins clink)

(music cuts)

(button clicks)

("Moon River" plays on jukebox)

Moon River

Wider than a mile

I'm crossing you

in style someday

We're after the

same rainbow's end

Waiting 'round the bend

My huckleberry friend

Moon River

And me

- I've been waiting for you.

Moon River

Moon River

Ooh

(music ends)

(upbeat music)

(emotional guitar music)