01x03 - First Dates

[bunniefuu]

[bright orchestral music rises]

[sighs]

[door unlocks, opens]

[keys jangle]

[door closes]

[snoring loudly]

Well, good morning.

Oh. Good morning.

And? How was your date?

Yeah. Good.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

Okay, I wanna know. [chuckles]

Or… do you want me to go first?

Okay, um…

-Yeah?
-Yeah, well… we were…

-We were meeting at a c*ck bar.
-Mm-hmm?

And I… got there a little early,

so I waited at the bar
with a G and T until she got there.

-[Pam] Mm.
-[Danny] Then I saw her.

[takes a deep breath]

[Danny] She was the most beautiful woman
I'd ever seen.

Sorry?

[quirky music playing]

-[laughs nervously] Figuratively speaking.
-Oh.

-[chuckles]
-Yeah. Really sexy.

Who was she?

-Loes.
-Loes?

Yeah.

Well, that's not very hot.

-Yeah, but she's Spanish, so "Luz."
-[flamenco guitar playing]

Aha.

And then?

Yeah, well, you know,
I got us some drinks.

We hit it off pretty fast.

I mean, she laughed at my jokes.
She was funny too.

We talked for hours. It just flew by.

[thunder rumbles]

[Danny] Then we went
somewhere more private.

[Pam chuckles]

[Danny] She lived close by.

So we walked to her place,

and she couldn't keep her hands off me.

-Of course not.
-Then… she started kissing me at her door.

-Really?
-[Danny] Yeah.

And she invited me upstairs.

[tense music playing]

[Pam] How was it?

-Was she good?
-[Danny] So good.

-But nothing compared to you.
-Oh, good.

And while we were making love,
she kept breathing sweet words

against my neck.

"Oh, j'adore."

"J'adore. Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?"

-"Oh, j'arrive, j'arrive, j'arrive."
-Um… um…

-In French?
-"Oui--"

-You said she was Spanish.
-Hmm?

Yes, Spanish. With a French, uh… mother.

Daan, did you just make up
this whole thing?

No.

[chuckling] No… why would I…

-Such bullshit.
-What?

Yeah. You made all of that up, didn't you?

No. No.

I…

Okay, fine. I'm lying.

I didn't go out.

Jesus.

What? You're upset that I'm not sleeping
with another woman?

No. I'm mad that you're lying, which is
what we were trying to avoid doing.

Look, I… It weirds me out, Pam.

Can't you understand that?

[sighs]

Daan, look. Of course. I get it.

[gentle music playing]

I'm not expecting it to be easy.

[sighs] But… I trust you.

I trust us.

[Danny sighs]

I know.

Hey, we didn't make
all those arrangements for nothing.

-Just give it a chance.
-[exhales]

[Pam] Mm.

ROOSTERS

-[music fades]
-[Stevie] This is Mike, my husband.

He also works for @GoodLifeWithStevie.

-Mike, this is Booth and Zoey.
-Hey.

Hey. It's really nice to meet you.

So… the sunroom, the kitchen, the garden.

-The garden.
-Let me know if you have questions.

[Mike takes a deep breath]

-[chuckles]
-[Stevie exclaims]

-Who are they?
-They're from my agency.

They're here to work on my branding.

For branding?

A new lifestyle brand
wants a collaboration.

And we're getting furniture for free.
So great.

-But we just got new furniture.
-Ah, don't worry.

On the internet, people will pay
a fortune for stuff like this.

-Ah. Okay.
-[Stevie] Bye.

-You too.
-[Stevie] Honey?

[Mike] Mm?

Before I forget.

This is for you.

What is this for?

Okay. All these years,
you provided for us.

And now it's my turn.

I've been waiting years
to say this. [laughs]

Go buy something for yourself.

Uh, sorry. This is just strange.

-What do you mean?
-[Mike] Well…

I work with you, not for you.
I mean, you're not my boss, so…

So when you gave me a credit card,
were you my boss?

Uh, no, no. That's not it.

So what is it?

I'm a man. Get it?

A man must hunt. Food, money.

That's nature.

Oh, okay.

That makes sense.
Yeah. Yeah, you should go hunting.

Great.

Yeah, be right there.

Someone needs to go hunt the groceries.
I would love to do it together.

But I have to work.

See ya.

[funky rhythmic music playing]

[Stevie laughs]

[Ivo] Yeah, too late.

-[Greg] Fun shopping trip, Mike?
-Yeah.

[Danny] I didn't know Stevie
could afford an errand boy. [laughs]

-A pack horse.
-The mule.

Wow. Shame that you still think
in those gender roles.

Ooh, gender roles.

Yeah. I think it's great that Stevie
and Mike divide all the chores.

-There he is. "Progress-Ivo."
-I do.

Or I'm more in tune
with the changing times, Danny.

[Danny] Sure.

Which is exactly why Tess has
the courage to love who she wants.

-Huh?
-Is Tess a lesbo?

Mm, the term's actually "q*eer."
But, yeah.

So I don't have to worry about horny boys
on fat bikes.

My daughter's into sweet and nice women.

I wouldn't say "sweet."
I've seen some movies, and…

-Whoo! Holy moly!
-Yeah!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

-You can learn a thing or two from them.
-Dang!

What are you, ten years old?

-Whoo-hoo!
-Come on. Let's play already.

[cheery music playing]

Ugh. What am I doing, Pam?

I probably never should have asked
for your advice at all.

Whoa, whoa. I am not to blame for this.

An open relationship
is not the same as cheating.

But he keeps texting.

And if he doesn't text,
I keep checking to see if he's texted yet.

-He's driving me nuts.
-Mm.

I just really want for Greg and I
to be more open-minded. That's all.

Like you guys.

Hey, we're still getting used to it too.

Oh, so you do have
a hard time sharing Danny.

I knew it.

No. No, no, no.
He's having a hard time with it.

Yeah. Maybe he's more of
a one-woman guy than I thought.

Danny?

Yeah.

I get it, but I mean,
I don't know what I'm supposed to do.

And what if this ends up
costing me my marriage?

Come on. All this over one orgasm?

Two?

Oh wow. Does he have brothers?

Greg needs to inject testosterone
just to be able to have sex with me.

I mean, that says it all.

Just be honest with him.
He deserves to know how you feel.

Otherwise, what kind of marriage
do you have? Just tell him the truth.

I don't know if I can do that.

Then you have to cancel
your gym membership.

Uh, no! I renewed the damn thing.

Well, at least you know you're getting
your money's worth, then.

[quirky big band music playing]

[exhales deeply]

[Tess] Elsbeth!

Oh. Ah.

She looks nice.

She's 47, a journalist, and gluten-free.

-Uh, is that a problem, though?
-Uh, no.

But, um, Tess…

-Look, about last night. That girl.
-Yeah, I won't bring people back here.

Oh, what? No, that's not what I meant.

Um, Tess…

I want you to know
I'm on board with the q*eer thing.

Dad, I don't use labels.

Sure.

But, mm, whenever you do have visitors,
it would be nice

if I knew in advance so I'm not surprised.

Okay, that's fair. What should I do?

Uh…

What if I leave the coatrack
on top of the stairs? Okay?

Uh…

Visitor? Coatrack. Check?

-Check.
-Check.

[Danny] And check.

Can I get you lovely ladies
anything else today?

A menu or… my phone number?

-No, we're okay.
-[glasses clink]

-[woman] Well, cheers to the new home.
-Okay.

Hey, Chantal.

It's Danny.

Yeah, I know.
It's definitely been a while, huh?

But how about the two of us
get together tonight?

Oh, con… congratulations.

And when are you due?

That's so great. Yeah, no…

I am so stupid. I just noticed…

I'm not actually available tonight,
after all.

Yeah. Yeah. You too. Yeah. So long.

-Huh?
-What?

I'm just calling to check reservations.

-Okay.
-Yeah.

-Sure.
-Okay.

-Hey, Tina.
-[Tina] Hey, Danny.

-I was just thinking about you.
-[Tina] What for?

Shouldn't you be thinking
about your wedding?

No, no. You were totally right.
I'm not a one-woman man.

-Seriously?
-[Danny] Mm-hmm.

-So Pam said no?
-No, no.

We actually decided it was best
to have an open relationship.

So what do you think of that?

Oh, yeah?

Listen, if you're up for it,
I've got something hard I could--

[Tina] Hard? [laughs]

I don't remember it like that.

-Hey, honey. Hi.
-Hi, love.

Um, were you able to find the key?

-Sure did.
-[keys jangle]

[sighs] This is the storage key,
and I need the shed key.

Fine, Jesus. Do it yourself.

-Come on.
-[scoffs]

-Bye, Danny.
-Yeah, bye. Oh!

-[whimsical music playing]
-[Mike sighs]

[grunts]

-[door closes]
-[water running]

Hi.

Ah, Mr. Mike.

-Hey.
-Did you pick up the groceries?

Yeah.

-How sweet.
-Yeah.

Uh-oh. You didn't buy the right detergent.

No?

Miss Stevie likes
fabric softening detergent.

Oh, okay.
They do the same thing, though, right?

-It's not a big deal, sir.
-No, it's not.

-As long as it cleans, right?
-Yeah, it's not such a big deal.

Yeah. [laughs]

-Sir?
-Hmm?

I have something for you.

For me? What?

[quirky music playing]

Saint George.

Oh.

He protects all of the artists.

Artists?

-You created f*ck Island. Am I right?
-Yes.

That show touched
millions of people across our world.

-Yeah.
-Right?

f*ck Island, sir.

How great.

You got this.

Yeah.

And breathe it out in four, three, two…

-Did you tell Andrea that I was fired?
-One.

[Stevie exhales]

[phone clicks]

Uh, she noticed you were
at the house more often,

and she asked me why you looked so sad.

I didn't want to lie to her.

So, you thought, what?

You would share my personal life
with the housekeeper?

Come on. She's more
than the housekeeper. She's a friend.

She even offered to quit
so she wouldn't be a burden on us.

That's how sweet she is.

-What?
-[Stevie] Yeah.

It would save money.

-And you're going to clean?
-[Mike scoffs]

Hey, wha… wha… what is this?

This is the meditation tiara.

"Clear your mind
with the relaxing sound of nature."

Is there anything you won't promote?

Do you mind? My followers want a new post.

[Mike grunts]

[upbeat acoustic guitar music playing]

Hi. Sorry. Hectic day. Ivo.

I'm Elsbeth. Nice to meet you. [chuckles]

[quietly] Hey, Tess, what is this?

She's not anything like her picture.

Yeah. So what?
You don't look the same in yours, Dad.

That's not what I mean. She's…

Uh… [clicks tongue] …bigger.

Body-shaming? That's so rude, Dad.

And why do all women
have to be skinny anyway?

Fight against the tyranny of body image.

-[knocking on door]
-Hey, that's not fair. Just a minute.

Beauty standards are an arcane practice
imposed by the patriarchy.

Dad, this woman
is comfortable in her skin.

Yeah. Too comfortable.

Liberate yourself! [scoffs]

[Ivo sighs] Sorry about that.

My daughter never learned
to work the TV remote.

-Yeah, the TikTok generation.
-[Ivo] Right.

Hey, uh… you come here often?

Yeah. Can you tell?

-No. Uh, I didn't mean it that way. Sorry.
-Yeah, I'm kidding.

Yeah, no.
I actually come here all the time.

I really love Mexican. Uh, and you?

Yeah, uh… [gasps]

Oh sh*t.

-[woman] Ivo.
-Hey.

Hey.

-This is a surprise.
-Yeah.

Hmm. Didn't think you liked Mexican food.

Yeah, well, tastes can change.

I can see that.

-Hi. Desirée.
-Hi.

-[Elsbeth] Elsbeth. [chuckles]
-[Dé] Hi.

And our daughter?

Where is she tonight?

Uh, doing homework.

Yeah, and on TikTok, of course, right?

Ah. You're here with the dentist.

Yes. Well, don't let me bother you.

See ya.

Have a great time, you two.

[chuckles]

[Elsbeth] Seriously, that's your ex?

-[Ivo] Yeah.
-She's hot.

Really? Uh…
Well, I don't really care about looks, so…

-Yeah, yeah.
-No, no. Really, no.

The standards of beauty are so arcane.

I just can't stand it. Really.

[upbeat music fades]

Don't work too hard. Okay, sweetie?

Mm.

Hey. Where's my chair?

-Hmm?
-My… My… My leather chair.

Where I always sit.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, Booth thought
it no longer matched my image.

We got 500 euros for it.

Not bad, though, right?
It goes better with the rest.

-So, I have an idea.
-[Mike] Mm-hmm.

Actually, a proposal.

[Mike] Mm.

A fun proposal?

[both laugh]

-So… how would you feel…
-Yeah?

About putting the mortgage
in both our names from now on?

So I can help pay?

-That's so sweet, but no.
-What?

Then we'd have to put the house
in both our names.

Yeah. So?

I don't think that's a good idea.

Why not? We share everything already.
Especially now.

Yeah, temporarily.
I'll have a job again soon.

And you can stop with this…
You know, this stuff.

-Hey, everything's gonna be fine.
-Yeah, but I'm fine right now.

Maybe that's something
you have to get used to.

But I think where we are right now
is good for us.

It's perfectly even.

Right?

Yeah, but our relationship doesn't depend
on whose name is on the house, right?

I agree.

So why not put both our names
on the house together?

[upbeat music on TV]

-Comfy couch, yeah?
-It's good. Yeah.

[funky music playing]

Have fun?

-Why are you here?
-Tess.

I called and texted,
but she's not answering.

-She's doing homework. I told you.
-I really hope she is.

The Parent Portal shows
they have midterms next week.

What?

[Dé] How can you know about Tinder…

[Ivo] Tess signed me up for that.

…but not have the app you need
for your daughter's school?

Wait. Um…

Uh, tell you what. I'll talk to her.

Okay? I'll handle it.

-You'll handle it?
-Yes.

I'm talking to my daughter.

Um, okay, but don't freak out.

She, uh, might have invited
her girlfriend over

so they could do, um, homework together.

-Mom.
-Hi.

Homework, huh? That's what this is?

[Ivo] Yes.

Okay, um…

Uh, hon, I think it's better
if your girlfriend leaves for now.

[gasps]

-I thought that you…
-I don't define myself. That's your job.

[Dé] It's bad enough
that you can't take care of yourself.

But I am not going
to let you drag our baby

into this raunchy bachelor lifestyle
you live.

She's just, uh, experimenting.

That's normal at her age, okay?

Yeah? And what
if they don't use protection?

You'll deal with that child as well?

Did you use protection?

-No, but she only gave me a blow--
-Oh!

-[sighs]
-I make my own choices, Mom!

-You're not the boss of me.
-Oh no? I'm still your mother, right?

And I'm telling you
that you don't know what's best for you.

[sighs] I am 16. I only answer to myself.

And now to Dad.

[Dé] Listen to me.

If you fail these midterms,

I swear I am going
to drag you out of this house.

Do you understand me?

Get up! Come on! Get out of this house!

It's going well, though, isn't it?

You've had more sex in one month
than in the last four years.

It's not about the sex.
I want a connection. To feel something.

Yeah, me too. But during the sex.

How are things?
[hesitates] Are those shots working?

I've reached my ticket quota.

-What?
-Is that Pam?

[Pam chuckling]

-Danny deserves to know, doesn't he?
-Not our business. Don't get involved.

I would've wanted
to know if my wife was cheating.

Your wife was cheating, though.

Yeah, but…

It's probably just a meeting.

In a hotel?

I'm not sure it was Pam, okay?
So we should just let it go.

[sighs]

And if Merel was cheating?
Don't you think you'd want to know?

Merel? Cheating?

[laughs]

-It is Pam.
-[sighs]

-They weren't in there for very long.
-Enough for an espresso.

[upbeat music playing]

[quietly] sh*t.

-Straight ahead?
-Uh, no. Turn right up there.

I MISS YOU

MISS YOU TOO

DRIVING SCHOOL
MEREL CITY

NO ENTRY

I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL DAY LONG.
EVEN DURING MY WORKOUT.

[horn honking]

What's he doing? Am I good?

Yeah. Keep going straight.

-[tires squeal]
-[horn blares]

-Go straight?
-Keep goin'.

KEEP GOING

There's cars coming at us.

-[horns honking]
-[gasps]

[brakes screech]

[Merel panting]

Sorry.

[sighs]

I think you should do the talking.

What? You're the one
who wants to tell her.

Uh…

[cell phone vibrating]

-Oh, it's work. I gotta take it.
-Right now, though?

Duty calls, man.

Uh, one minute.

Ivo? Did we have an appointment?

Uh, no. Um…

It's about you. And Danny.

Danny?

We saw you. Greg and I.

With another man.

Yeah. And?

Well, it's not my business,
but Danny's my friend.

And if his girlfriend is cheating, then…

I'm not cheating.

I just don't want you guys
to turn out like Desirée and I.

Neither do I. That's why we're doing this.

Daan and I have an open relationship.

[quietly] What?

God forbid we end up
like any of these couples here.

Hi. Be right with you.

[indistinct police radio chatter]

CHECK IN HERE

Are you okay? What happened?

I don't know, I was just…

I just looked away for a second,
and that idiot, he drove in…

[Greg] Honey, come on.

A training car
that drives the wrong direction?

How does that even happen?

-These guys can't stop laughing.
-It's not funny.

Honey, you've been acting so… [sighs]

If something's wrong,
then I want to be there.

I've just been really stressed out.

And I, um… need a vacation.

Oh, honey.

Okay. Just go home.
I'll take care of this, yeah?

Will you make it go away?

[grunts awkwardly]

[under breath] No way. No, I can't…

[scoffs] I can't do that.

[scoffs]

[man] Over here! This way!

-[chattering]
-[exciting music playing]

Oh, just a second. Okay.

Jesus. Are we really waiting
in this line just to get a picture taken?

Yeah, that's why I'm here.

[sighs] Yeah.

At least you're getting paid.

Not.

-Seriously?
-Yeah.

You should charge for this.
It's free publicity.

-Yeah. For me. This is all networking.
-Come on…

Stevie, your turn.

-Okay, let's go.
-Yes. Let's go.

Oh! It's talent only.
It's talent only on the carpet.

Dude, I'm her husband.

-[photographer 1] Stevie! Yeah, great.
-Come on.

[photographer 2] Got it. Yeah. Uh-huh.

[photographer 3] Just Stevie. Not the guy.

-[photographer 2] Here! Perfect.
-[photographer 3] Thank you!

-[photographer 1] Yes! Perfect!
-[photographer 2] Here!

[photographer 3] Give us one more!

[photographer 2] Yeah!
Look at me! Wonderful!

Go.

[photographer 1] Okay.
Turn to the camera. Got it. Beautiful!

-Thank you!
-[photographer 2] Thank you!

[glasses clink]

[woman] And what do you do?

-This is my assistant, Mike.
-Yeah, well, more like the manager.

-Oh, that's so nice.
-[Mike] Mm.

-So you work together.
-Yeah.

[laughs]

I used to work with my boyfriend.

Well, he's my ex now.

All I can say
is it was a disaster. [scoffs]

I could never do it.
Brian is way too arrogant.

-Also, critical. Do you agree?
-[group laughs]

Our arrangement is
actually just, um… a transition.

Actually, I mean,
this world isn't really, um…

Not what?

You know, we…
we're not here for a literary award.

-Well, social media is also media.
-[Mike] Mm.

It's actually not that different
from what you do. Or… did. [chuckles]

Sure, but all you have to do
is laugh too loud at stupid pranks,

take lots of pictures of your feet,

look gratefully up at the sunset,
put heart emojis on piglets,

and add #WomensEmpowerment on everything.

And throw on a filter.
Boom! You get followers! Yay! Heh.

And that makes your last job better?

No. Now I have a really important job.

I have to make sure
that Stevie always has her purse

and her lipstick.

We all know
those are the things that really count.

-Well, you do more than that, right?
-That's right. You're right.

Batman has Robin. Stevie has me. Mm.

This says it all.
Plus-one. f*cked my way to the top.

And who would have thought,
when I fell for a stewardess…

Oh, sorry, air hostess.

[mockingly] Inclusivity.

[woman clears throat]

You two, go to sleep, okay?

Good night.

-[Greg] Lights off.
-Huh?

[Greg] Turn the light off.

Turn around. Turn…

-Turn… Yeah.
-Oh, but, Greg, I--

-I know.
-Greg. [sighs]

Don't look. Okay, walk slowly. Straight.

-Yes.
-Listen to your husband.

-Okay.
-Turn a bit. Yes.

-Okay. Don't look yet.
-Mm-hmm.

[Greg] Open your eyes.

Ta-da.

Oh, come on, honey.
No candles, please. If one tips over--

I knew you would say that.

What is this?

It should be this way for us.
It's how I want things to be for us.

And if it isn't like this… that's on me.

-Oh, Greg…
-[splutters] Merel, Merel…

I know it's been hard lately, and I know
you feel you've been missing something.

And that's why I have a surprise for you.

A long weekend in Paris.

[sighs] You shouldn't have.

[Greg] You and me.

You said you needed a vacation.
Well, here it is.

[Merel sighs]

I want a divorce.

[gloomy, cinematic music playing]

-[laughs]
-[laughter on TV]

[doorbell ringing insistently]

If that's Mom,
I'm seriously calling the police.

-Well, uh, you okay?
-Not really. You went to Pam's work today?

[Ivo] Um…

-Thanks for nothing. She's super pissed.
-At me?

No, at me.

She thinks I'm not serious

because I didn't tell my friends
about our open relationship.

So, you have an open relationship?
For real?

Good for you. Monogamy sucks.

Listen, Danny, I'm sorry.
I just wanted to help.

Oh yeah?
Well, then you're coming out with me.

Me? Now?

Pam wants me to date someone.

I need you to be my wingman.

By myself, I'll look desperate,
and, well… you're no competition. So…

Well, I actually… looked forward
to a night at home on the couch.

Yeah, so did I.

But…

[Ivo] Mm.

-You're infuriating. You know that?
-Oh yeah?

-[sighs]
-Oh, please. Let me get that.

-I'm your assistant, right?
-You don't need to be a d*ck!

You made me look like a fool.

How? By saying that we work together?

[Mike] No, what you said
is that I'm your assistant.

Yeah, because you are!

No, darling, I work with you, not for you.

Okay. Are you really this upset
that I'm getting more attention

than you are right now?

Well, honestly, I don't like the person
being an influencer has made you into.

No, you'd prefer I was a stewardess.

Why are you doing this?

All the smiling
and fake laughing every day.

I'm playing a role, Mike. A role. Yeah?

It's my job to sell things,
and it helps to be liked by customers.

-But it's not the real you.
-If that's what it takes, I'm in!

And anything's better
than being a cynical old jerk

who always has something to say.

How attractive is that?!

Whatever.

[splutters]

[energetic, rhythmic music playing]

[Danny] Mm-mm!

Ivo, right there.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Which one's hotter?
The blonde or the one with the glasses?

I think the blonde.

But damn, the one
with the glasses is stacked.

[laughs]

I don't objectify women, Danny.

-No, you let Tess do that for you.
-Hmm.

Ah.

-What do you think?
-Girl, no. Don't worry--

Hey! I think we were in a class together.
Was it science?

[blonde] Uh, I don't think so.

Then why is there
so much chemistry between us?

-[chuckles uncomfortably]
-[laughs]

-Ief…
-Shh!

-Hey.
-Boom!

-[laughs]
-Whoo!

-Boom!
-[women laugh]

That's so incredible.

[women continue laughing]

I can't believe
you're not a multimillionaire.

I have lots of talent. I took second place
in the World Championship of Air Guitar.

-That's true.
-Seriously?

Mm. Yeah. Ieffy Stardust.

[women laugh]

Hey, Ief, um…

Weren't you heading home?
Finish that quiet night on the couch?

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

But maybe I'd like to play pool with you.

-Sure.
-Yeah?

Yeah, I'm curious to know
what went wrong at the finals.

Ah, out of tune.

-Oh. [laughs]
-[imitates guitar tuning]

[group laughs]

-Venmo me.
-See you later.

I'll call you later.

[squeals]

So… it looks like they finally left
the two of us alone, huh?

[woman with glasses chuckles]

You need to work on your pickup lines,
you know that?

It ain't working.

[jazzy music playing]

Before he even gets to the line,
he's tackled, and he falls inside the box.

An undeserved victory.

-That's what I've been saying.
-The c*ck.

So? Did you have a good night?

Well, yeah,
if you really want to know, it was…

Uh, it was fun.

[Greg] Whoo.

But, uh, I slept at home.

-Me too, thanks to you.
-Well…

[friends laugh]

Hey, damn. That's the guy from that class.

-Huh?
-Who?

-The guy with the beard.
-[Danny] I don't know him.

That guy's the reason I got fired.

I thought you said
you were replaced by some woman.

Yeah, but his class is the reason.

-What kind of class?
-I don't know

-It's some sort of "new masculinity" crap.
-Oh.

My boss went to his class,

and now everything
was suddenly wrong with me.

Do you want me to throw him out?

Tell him to drink
his oat milk somewhere else?

[both laugh]

Just wait.

-What? Ief.
-What? Ief, Ief.

-Keep it civil, okay?
-What?

Hey, wait, but… What is… What is he doing?

-Oh yeah. Here we go.
-What is he doing?

-He's not gonna do it.
-[Danny] f*ck.

-[Greg] Oh sh*t.
-[Danny] Oh, oh, oh…

-[whispering] What is he doing?
-I don't know.

[speaking inaudibly]

[scoffs]

Ah…

[Mike] What the f*ck?

Well… So…

[door opens]

[Greg] And? Did you give him
a piece of your mind?

No. I enrolled us in his class.

-Oh…
-What?

-No, you didn't.
-Why not?

It could be beneficial for everyone.

Speak for yourself.

I am. But I think it could help you.

You couldn't even tell your friends
that you're in an open relationship.

Ooh.

-[Ivo] That's not healthy.
-Oh! So Pam's sleeping with other men?

[Danny] You're one to talk.

Stevie is constantly showing her a*s
to the internet.

-Real funny.
-That is true.

You can't even get it up.

And I've been divorced four years,
and I'm not over my ex yet.

We all have problems.
But we never talk about them.

A new time, a new man.

A NEW TIME, A NEW MAN

-[Mike scoffs]
-[cheery music concludes]

[energetic, jazzy music playing]

[woman scatting]

[jazzy music fades]