03x04 - Nobody Sleeps

[bunniefuu]

( Screaming )

Let me see...

Let me see what's in the...

Now you know, mother.

I'm a gypsy!

I'm in the road company of 42nd street!

And my feet are gigantic!

You hit him with the shoes, didn't you?

Well, duh, bitch!

You hit him with the shoes, that's how he got those half-moon marks on his forehead and on his hands.

But what about those cigarette burns on his ass?

Answer me!

Mommy, you need to go on Prozac.

And fast.

I had to hit him with the shoes, what else could I do?

Flog him with those braids?

But it was his fault.

If he gave me the medal like I told him to, I wouldn't have hit him.

That still doesn't explain why you f*cked him.

Alright, alright now, we're gonna start at the beginning and you're going to tell me the truth.

Now, I know you k*lled him, so there's no sense lying.

Rhoda, I wt you to tell me the truth!

The truth, you're too old to be my mommy!

Socialism is a better system!

You're a man!

How can I be a man when my girdle hurts this much?

I don't know, ask Charles Pierce!

( Laughing )

And I told him I'd hit him with my shoe if he didn't give me the medal!

Oh, mommy, mommy, please say you won't let them hurt me!

Honey, you just k*lled 'em all anyway.

I don't know what must be done now, but I promise you nobody will hurt you.

I want to play the way we used to, mommy.

Will you play with me?

Not unless you pay me first, you little freak.

If I give you a basket of kisses...

No discounts for family!

Please, can't you give me an answer?

Hey, Lis.

You awake?

( Purring )

( Gasping )

( Laughing )

Oh, can you run by whole foods and pick up like six mahi-mahi fillets for tomorrow?

Six?

Yeah, I'm making dinner for your mom's birthday.

She told you not to do that.

Just because someone tells you not to do something doesn't mean they don't want you to do it.

Lisa, maybe your mother likes people to go out of their way for her birthday, but trust me, my mother never wants us to do anything for hers, and we never do.

And so far, that's worked out great for everyone.

Do you think she'd like Sarah Mclachlan?

It's a party, we have to have music.

Play whatever you want.

Just don't come running to me when it blows up in your face.

Nothing's gonna blow up in my face, Nate.

This is important, I want to do something for your mom, now with us living here and all.

Okay.

Just...

Keep your expectations low, is all I'm saying.

( Female ) Companies were forced to restrict how they market...

Oh, Lisa called while you were in the shower.

She wants us to come over for dinner tomorrow night.

I thought it was our turn to invite them.

No, she's throwing a birthday party for your mom.

Who does she think she is?

My mother does not like anything for her birthday.

Come on, your mom deserves a party.

Oh, you want to go?

What else are we gonna do?

Stay home and watch p*rn?

Oh, which reminds me, you gotta return "The Gaytrix" to video west.

Somebody want to tell me why I should give a rat's ass what's in Salma Hayek's purse?

You are something else, Fisher.

I'm sorry?

It's your f*cking birthday, and you're spending it at the dentist's office?

Well, I can't just ignore my oral hygiene, and I'm celebrating my birthday.

There's gonna be a party tomorrow night.

Oh, you bet ya there's gonna be a party, I'm gonna make sure of that.

Even if I have to spike the punch with I-s-d.

Bettina, don't, please.

Speaking of I-s-d, your sister called me last night from Hazelden.

How is Sarah doing?

She won't return my calls.

She's become best friends with someone who's very famous, but she won't tell me who it is.

All she'll say is it's somebody who f*cked Michael Douglas.

( Laughing )

( Phone ringing )

Okay, this is not what I had in mind when I said I'd spend the day with you.

Excuse me.

My friend had an appointment to get her teeth cleaned at 11 o'clock.

It's almost noon.

Our technician is running a little late today.

How much longer, you think?

I can't really say.

Oh, you can't, huh?

No.

You're just gonna have to wait your turn, like everyone else.

What's your name?

Patty.

Hi, Patty, I'm Bettina.

I have another question for you, Patty.

Yes?

I can understand our having to wait.

What I can't understand is your need to be such a condescending assh*le to someone who is, after all, a fellow human being.

I do not have to sit here and listen to this...

Do you really think you're so special?

Bettina...

Or are you just pissed off because your life sucks?

I'm so sorry.

Because I hate to break it to you, honey, but it's not our fault!

I'll call to reschedule.

( Phone )

Dennis recommended you.

From chorus?

Yes.

I'm a member, too.

I haven't been very active the past year, since Bob got sick.

It wasn't aids.

Even though we both f*cked like bunnies during the '70s.

We buried half our friends.

We thought we'd been spared, and we'd grow old together.

Such hubris.

I'm so sorry.

It was cardiomyopathy.

Enlarged heart.

His heart was too big.

We used to joke about it.

It was caused by a severely leaking heart valve.

We used to joke about that too.

Bleeding heart?

Have any other members of his family been contacted?

I called his sister in Phoenix, but she's not coming.

His family was never very accepting of...

Things.

Bob and I were together for 22 years, so, I'm his family.

We have durable power of attorney.

I'll have our lawyer fax it to you.

I'm sorry we have to ask you for that.

I'm a scenic designer for the Los Angeles lyric opera.

Bob was the lighting designer.

I was told that you would be more open to accommodating certain requests.

You gotta be kidding me.

A f*cking opera?

He just wants to design a set and rig some special lighting.

Well, how long is this gonna take?

They're gonna need the slumber room for two days.

Oh, no way.

No way, we could have three funerals.

Apparently he's willing to pay for it.

For a f*cking opera?

Yes, Federico.

Huh.

You know, Vanessa's cousin won opera tickets once from K.U.S.C.

And she gave them to us.

It was so completely whacked, there was like this magic mirror, you know, and a dead swan, and this like bleeding spear...

"Parsifal".

Yeah!

And they had these flower chicks who were supposed to be hot, you know?

But they were all like major wide loads.

And these lame-ass knights who were like prancing around, and singing at the top of their lungs, you know?

It was just so, so f*cking...

Gay?

I was gonna say "stupid".

Bullshit, you don't want to do this funeral.

You think it's too gay.

That's not what I was gonna say...

Well, we're doing it and that's final.

These guys were together for 22 years, and we're going to show them the respect that they deserve.

Hey.

You gotta be kidding me.

You've never had a massage before?

No!

Where have you been living, under a rock?

Lighten up, sister, this is her first time on the table.

Oh no, what you're doing is just fine, dear.

( Laughing )

Nikolai was always trying to get me to come here.

So, why didn't you?

I don't know.

I was afraid.

I think if you're afraid of something?

It probably means you should do it.

I don't usually like being touched by strangers, but...

This is.

Invigorating.

It's mandatory.

I started getting a massage every week after I caught my second husband cheating on me.

Hey, I'm not a porcelain butterfly.

You want a tip or not?

( Sighing )

I cheated on my husband.

No way.

It's true.

With my hairdresser.

He was the one who first took me hiking.

Way to go, Fisher.

I cheated on number two, but only after I knew he was cheating on me.

Well, that's fair.

I even slept with his gastroenterologist.

For some reason I thought that would really hurt him, but he just laughed at me.

I will always hate him for that.

assh*le.

I still feel guilty for cheating on Nathaniel.

Hey, you gotta let go of that.

It's done.

Move on.

( Gasping )

Ahh...

( Hammering )

Put it in there and just make sure it doesn't lean against the wall, okay?

Thanks.

I thought Puccini was Italian.

He is, but "Turandot" takes place in China.

Huh.

It's big.

Well, Kevin obviously needs something to pour himself into, to take his mind off such an incomprehensible loss.

It was Puccini's last opera, you know.

He d*ed before he got a chance to finish it.

Bob was much more of a formalist than I am, but I think he would've liked it.

I know he would have liked that.

Jesus, you could serve breakfast on that ass.

If Bob were here, he'd be all over that boy like white on rice.

And I guarantee you he'd have him in bed before nightfall.

I swear, he could charm the pants off of any man alive, and he usually did.

I was never as lucky as he was in that department.

But at least he liked to share.

Eric, you'll have to make sure those risers are flush, alright?

Well, that's one way to grieve.

How did they ever last 22 years?

It's easy when you get to f*ck whoever you want to the whole time.

There you go.

Hand me that makita.

Here.

( Drilling )

So, were you guys a couple, or just hanging out?

Well, I thought we were a couple, but...

He thought we were just hanging out.

He was squirrely, wasn't he?

Yeah, totally.

Nate used to be like that.

Sometimes you just have to hang in there and wait.

Wait for what?

For them to grow up.

If I had known he was gonna be such a jerk, I never would have slept with him in that crematorium.

Okay, put me to work.

Ruth, no, it's your night off.

Oh, I much prefer to be busy.

Mom, you really should've told me this party was gonna be such a big deal.

It's not a big deal at all.

I could've tried to change my plans.

You're not gonna be here?

No, I have to go to this guest artist lecture series.

It's Scott Philip Smith.

He's like this really radical artist with like death threats against him.

He's very political.

Claire.

It's your mother's birthday.

Don't be silly.

You go ahead.

This isn't going to be my last birthday.

I'll totally make it up to you.

Ruth, would you prefer curried chickpeas or chickpea croquettes?

Oh, chickpeas give me gas.

This is an unusually gassy family.

But you know what?

I love chickpeas anyway and this is my birthday.

So you decide, you're the chef.

That's such a lovely dress.

Thank you.

Here.

I'd hate it if you got something on it.

Oh, too late.

Maya spit up on it last time I wore it.

Isn't that funny?

I think all my dresses had spit up on them.

There you go.

Thank you.

Has the party started yet?

Hi, honey. Hello, dear.

One, two, three.

Hello.

Oh, Kevin never mentioned this.

I mean, a tongue stud, I can sort of understand, but this?

That's gotta hurt.

Not to mention getting it, you know, installed.

So, is that supposed to enhance pleasure?

And for who?

Apparently it worked for queen Victoria.

Come again?

It's called a prince Albert.

She liked him to wear tight pants.

The ring was attached by a strap to his thigh.

Thus enabling a smooth trouser line.

How do you know all this stuff?

I read a lot.

Yeah, right.

You know what I've been noticing a lot lately?

A lot of guys coming in with their balls shaved.

What's that all about?

Actually, it makes them more sensitive.

You know, for oral stimulation?

Besides, no one likes getting pubic hair stuck in their teeth.

Do you want to ask me if I shave my balls?

Ah, no, not really.

No, I'm happy to tell you.

I am and I do shave, have to, lot of hair down there.

Keith doesn't...

Have to.

Anything else you want to know?

Now is the time.

Nope, I'm good.

In 1982, Ronald Reagan's deregulation of the nation's mental hospitals left thousands of former inpatients homeless.

I believed these incapacitated victims of greed deserved to voice their dissent, so.

I spent two nights roaming the streets of New York City in the dead of winter, asking them to wipe their asses with this flag.

( Laughing )

When this piece was unveiled, a group of quote patriots unquote, ripped it from the walls of the Whitney museum, took it to the streets and b*rned it.

That I was able to motivate these right-wing assholes into actually burning an American flag.

Now this, this is what I consider to be the highlight of my career.

( Laughing )

So, what'd you think?

I think he's amazing.

Amazing.

He's so like unafraid, and so committed to what he believes in.

Hmm, you should meet him.

Come on.

Stop hitting on my students, you overrated piece of sh*t.

Bite my ass, you n*zi prick.

( Laughing )

Scott, I'd like you to meet Claire Fisher and Russell Corwin, two very promising first-years.

It's a real honor to meet you, sir.

Totally.

Do yourselves a favor and give up now.

Unless of course you're willing to live as outlaws, because this is culture where art is not only a dirty word, it's a f*cking crime.

Now, I'm starving, I'm thirsty, and more importantly, I am your guest.

Why don't you two join us?

Seriously?

Claire, an artist never questions her right to experience everything the world has to offer.

Never.

Okay.

Maybe we can do as much damage tonight as we did in Antwerp.

I hope you've got better health insurance this time.

Okay, I'm officially scared.

Don't let them see that.

Oh, no, that's my...

That's the good-good China.

Yes.

Well, we never use the good-good China.

Then, what's it for?

But we hardly ever use the good China.

Oh, do you want me to put this back and use the good China?

If that isn't the good China, then what is it?

The good-good China.

What the hell.

Let's use the good-good China for once in my lifetime!

Yippee.

Bettina, this is my daughter-in-law Lisa.

Hi.

I've heard a lot about you.

Oh, don't worry, it's all good.

She likes you a hell of a lot better than the one before you.

Hey Fisher, happy birthday.

Goodness, Bettina, you didn't have to do this.

Now, don't even think about returning it, okay?

Because there's no receipt, if you catch my drift.

Okay, come on, we need to move this table.

Why?

'Cause we're gonna dance.

Oh, heavens no.

We don't dance in this family.

Ruth Fisher, we're going to celebrate you tonight whether you like it or not.

Now, go put on your new clothes.

Alright, thank you.

Help me move it up against the window.

Uh, don't you think we should wait until after dinner?

Oh hell honey, I'll be too wasted by then.

Oh and I brought some music.

I hope you weren't planning on listening to this Lilith fair crap all night long.

Ready? One, two, three.

No assh*le, being an artist is not about being right all the time.

Being an artist is resigning oneself to a life of masochism.

Okay, okay.

Just answer me this, why are you an artist?

Because I'm angry.

Ugh!

Disgusting!

What do you have to be angry about?

You and your f*cking grants.

I don't use that Grant money to make art.

I give it away.

Yes, but everybody knows that it was your sh*t on the flag, because you were too f*cking scared to actually go there!

You're just pissed because you have nothing original to say, you never did!

No, you latch onto politics, because you have nothing original to say!

There is nothing original to say, it's all been said before!

Go to Hollywood then!

That is so pathetic!

That is so f*cking American.

Is there anything more infuriating than the moral vanity of eurotrash?

Toi, tu manges la merde du cul d'une pouffiasse, espece de con!

Fwah-de-fwah-de-f*ck you.

Lund die scheise einer hure ist bessere kunst, als du jemals machen kanst!

Welcome to Epcot, kids.

I would rip your d*ck off and force feed it to you if I didn't think you would like it so much!

Fantastic rage!

I so f*cking love you, you stupid, bald peasant.

So prove it, buy us another round.

And why are you an artist?

Um, because...

Because I have, um...

A lot of pain.

Good.

Good.

Pain is good for an artist.

Bullshit, bullshit.

Adolescent romanticism, all artists must suffer.

God, you are f*cking beautiful!

Your skin is like carrara marble.

Is this young man your lover?

No.

Why the hell not?

Maybe Russell doesn't think she's beautiful.

I think she's very beautiful.

And why are you an artist?

Because I don't have a f*cking choice.

If I can't create art, I don't want to live.

Atta boy.

Why do you validate these infantile notions?

I'll tell you why, because you want them to love you.

Because I want them to trust their own vision.

Something which you have none of, arriviste.

And you want them to love you.

Can I get you anything else?

My friend will have a sh*t of ouzo with a big dollop of sh*t in it.

( Laughing )

And our room opened directly out onto the pool.

And the dregs of humanity, from the looks of it.

And that's the Sunday smorgasbord brunch.

They come for the breakfast burrito and the free shuttle to the outlet mall.

I've never really understood the concept of a breakfast burrito.

( Laughing )

Okay, so where are all the x-rated ones?

You leave those at home?

You gotta go on the Internet and pay $9.99 a month for those.

( Laughing )

Poor David always looked so fun in a bathing suit.

I do not look "funny" in a bathing suit.

Actually, you do.

( Laughing )

She asleep?

Yeah, finally.

You, on the other hand, do not look funny.

Bettina!

What?

I'm just flirting.

You're barking up the wrong tree, lady.

Who wants coffee?

For god's sake, Lisa.

Would you stop waiting on us?

C'mon, sit down.

You deserve a break, after that scrumptious meal.

This is David in front of the Geoffrey Beene outlet mall.

Oh my god.

Now, I get the attraction.

Yeah, he's a hottie.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Happy birthday.

Oh, dear.

You really shouldn't have.

Ruth, shut up.

It's just a little something I thought of at the last minute.

"For my mother-in-law on her special day, "this coupon is redeemable for one free foot massage.

Love, Lisa."

Nice.

Whoo!

What happened to the bath salts?

It just felt so impersonal.

Can I have it now?

You want it now?

Yes, please!

I love massages!

Since when?

Since yesterday!

Please?

You wanna go into the sun porch?

Maybe it'll be more comfortable.

( Laughing )

C'mon!

Maybe we'll all end up naked.

Well, I wouldn't bet on that.

Does this party seem a little weird to you?

On a scale of one to ten?

90.

So, what do you really think of his work?

Um.

I like parts of it.

Not really, though.

It's kind of on the nose.

It's way too on the nose.

Good.

Because every nasty thing I said to him earlier was the absolute truth.

And every flattering thing was a lie.

You didn't say too much that was flattering.

You are a brilliant artist, Claire.

The piece you did last week in studio was better than anything Smith has done in the last 10 years.

Really?

Absolutely.

But you, Russell.

You're gonna be successful beyond your wildest dreams.

You honestly think so?

Would I lie to you?

I might.

But who gives a f*ck.

The world is gonna love you.

That's why, no matter what, you cannot care what other people think.

I don't care what other people think.

Phony baloney, caca sh*t.

Everybody your age cares about what other people think.

You don't even know what you think yourself.

I have to pee.

I'm serious about you, Claire.

Russell is good, he's gonna make a lot of money, but you...

Your talent is epic.

It's like the tail of a comet.

You can change the world.

Oh, shut up.

Oh god.

I'm so envious of you.

You see the world with your own eyes.

Do you know what a rare and precious gift that is?

No.

And god created beauty and then he retired.

Promise me you'll do great things in your life.

Nothing less.

Um...

Promise me!

I promise.

Alright.

Let's get out of here and leave that imbecile with the tab.

Oh, my god, that feels unbelievably good.

I have strong hands.

Oh, right there, that's the spot.

How come you never give me a foot massage?

Because your feet stink.

They do not.

They do, you get that from your father.

How come you never give me a foot massage?

Because you never ask.

This is really weird.

I just remembered this dream I had about a month ago, I guess.

I was getting a foot massage.

And I think you all know that I have extremely ticklish feet.

And you were all there.

Well, I mean, not you, Bettina and not you, Keith, no offense, but everyone else.

You were there and Lisa and David and Claire, and anyway, there I am getting this foot massage.

I can't remember who was giving it to me.

I think it may have been I think it may have been dad?

Oh yeah, and I'm holding Maya and she's really slippery and she's squirming like a pig.

( Moaning )

And she's squirming like a pig, and then what?

I don't remember the rest of it, except that, uh...

I could never find my shoes.

I read somewhere that every person in your dream is actually you.

I'm gonna go check on the baby.

Did you know there are more bones in the feet than there are in the rest of the entire body?

I didn't know that, but now that you say it, I totally believe it.

Thank you dear, that's the nicest thing anyone's done for me in a very long time.

Well, it was my pleasure.

It's just my little way of saying thank you for letting us live here.

Well, of course.

You're family.

( Laughing )

Okay, nobody touches anything.

I love it.

Oh my, it's very large.

I've always wanted to see the great wall of China.

So have I, we should go!

So, what the hell is this?

The scenic designer for L.A. lyric opera created this for the funeral of his lover.

Uh, it figures.

What figures?

Only a gay man would build a f*cking opera set for his lover's funeral.

I think it cheapens their whole relationship.

Oh, don't be such a snob.

It's sweet.

You better be prepared to build me something like this when I go.

Oh, what, something involving Steve McQueen on a motorcycle?

Yeah, and an entire p-o-w barracks.

Now, get over here.

What?

Oh, come on.

Why don't you loosen up?

Oh, it's unbelievable.

What'd I miss?

You and um, me and Lisa are going on vacation to China together!

Me, me, me, me too, me too, can I come?

Baby, are you drunk?

It's okay, I have like four days worth of milk in the freezer.

Why did you change your shirt?

I just spilled something on the other one.

You're such a klutz, but you're my klutz.

( Laughing )

You smell like Listerine.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I'm dying.

( Gasping )

His name was Simon Rodia and he spent 33 years working on them.

When he felt they were finished, he gave the deed to his house to a neighbor, packed up and moved away.

Wow.

They're amazing.

He put everything into them.

Whatever he'd find on his way walking to and from work.

Steel rods, sea shells, pottery, glass, old boots, corn cobs.

He must've been out of his mind.

He was a construction worker.

But he was a real artist.

And all real artists are out of their mind.

Yeah?

You think so?

Look at Olivier and Scott Smith.

Yeah.

Van Gogh cut off an ear.

It's so weird.

What?

I mean, every single person at our school thinks they're going to be successful, right?

Otherwise they wouldn't even be doing this.

Yeah.

But what is success?

Is it just money, or fame, or is it like the critics loving you, or is it you knowing you've done good work, or what?

I mean, this is a f*cking masterpiece, but maybe the guy who made it just thought it was sh*t, and now, no one even knows his name.

Simon Rodia.

God.

I feel like such a phoney.

Why, you're f*cking brilliant.

Because I can't imagine ever being this dedicated or this consumed by anything.

Maybe you just haven't found whatever it is that's worth cutting off an ear for.

I would never cut off my f*cking ear.

Never.

Van Gogh did it for love.

He did it because he was totally insane.

Well, it's only an ear.

You know, it's not like he couldn't hear out of it.

(There was still a hole there)

It's almost two.

Oh my god.

I'm not even tired, are you?

No.

( Train )

♫ watch out

♫ you might get what you're after ♫

♫ cool babies

♫ strange but not a stranger ♫

♫ I'm an ordinary girl

♫ and I'm burning down the house ♫

♫ hold tight

♫ wait 'til this party's over ♫

♫ hold tight

♫ we're gonna be in for some nasty... ♫

Party pooper.

How come you're not upstairs embarrassing yourself with everybody else?

I don't know, I...

Wanted a little time to yourself?

I know this great little Indian restaurant in Hollywood, the owner'll give you the room upstairs.

All you have to do is Bury his wife for free.

Yeah, I'm not quite there yet.

Won't be long.

You're a funeral director, which you never wanted to be, just like your old man.

You married a woman that you knocked up because you thought it was the right thing to do.

Just like your old man.

You want one?

No thanks.

So when you wake up, you're gonna throw away that pack you already have?

Probably.

( Laughing )

I'm not you!

You just keep telling yourself that.

I'm not shut down!

I'm not 500 f*cking million miles away!

I haven't given up!

I love my family.

Buddy boy.

You think I would've stuck around if I didn't love mine?

( Music and chatter )

Check this out.

"Ambiguous figure between curtains" by Olivier Castro-Staal.

That is so intense.

It's part of the permanent collection of the contemporary arts center in Cincinnati.

It reminds me of Frances bacon a little.

Oh my god.

He was only 20 when he made this.

That means we have like a year to produce something this good.

I think it's really cool that you live in a funeral home.

Believe me, it's not.

Are you kidding?

I'm jealous.

It's totally weird and excellent and perfect for when they write your biography.

I'm not gay, you know.

What?

I'm not...

Gay.

Who said anything about you being gay?

Well, you thought I was.

Most people think I am, but I'm not.

Okay.

And I don't even know what it is, but guys hit on me like all the f*cking time.

It's probably because you're hot.

You think I'm hot?

I do.

Really?

Because usually I get a "he's cute".

No, you're way more than cute.

Definitely. I am.

So, you didn't think I was gay?

I thought you might be.

Well, I'm not.

I think we've just established that.

Okay.

( Music )

I lit it exactly the way Bob would have.

I always needed his lighting to make me look good.

Thank you all for joining me today in celebrating Bob's life.

We're all so lucky to have experienced the joy of knowing him.

And I'm not just referring to the joy of knowing him biblically, although, a lot of you here have experienced that as well.

I know, because I was there.

I never thought that I'd be in a relationship at all.

I thought I didn't have what it takes.

That no one could possibly love me enough to...

Stick around.

But Bob did.

He stuck around.

And so did I.

And for 22 years, we shared our hearts, our bodies, our souls.

It wasn't always easy, and it wasn't always fun.

But it was always worth it.

I don't know what I did in a previous life, but to quote Julie Andrews as Maria Von Trapp.

It must have been something good.

Because I've been rewarded a thousandfold in this life.

♫ Nessun dorma

♫ nessun dorma

♫ tu pure, o principessa, nella tua Freda stanza ♫

♫ guardi le stelle che tremano d'amore e di speranza ♫

♫ ma il mio mistero e chiusoin me ♫

♫ no, no, sulla tua bocca lo diro quando la luce ♫

How was the funeral?

It was pretty great actually.

As far as funerals go.

Yeah, I could hear the singing from here.

Yeah, that guy had an amazing voice.

Do you think your mother had fun last night?

Are you kidding me?

I haven't seen her that happy in...

Well, maybe ever.

That was a really great thing you did, honey.

I'm really proud of you.

And I'm really proud of us.

For what?

For making this work.

For being present, for showing up each day.

For being committed to being a family.

Is it that hard for you?

No, of course not...

I thought this is what you wanted.

It is what I want.

Are you sure?

Of course.

I mean, like totally sure?

100% absolutely, no doubts whatsoever?

I'm sure.

Oh god, Nate.

I love you so much it terrifies me.

Oh, do you think you might be able to run by whole foods for me sometime tonight?

Yeah, I'll go right now.

Yeah. You will?

The list is on the fridge in the main house.

Okay.

I won't be long.

So, how do you know Dennis Mariani?

When he isn't spray painting walls or jumping off the pier, he's president of green earth.

He was one of the founders of green earth in the late '80s.

You're home early.

Am I?

How was your day?

It was okay.

How was yours?

You know, the usual.

( Sobbing )

Hey, what's wrong?

I want...

I want us to last.

I want us to stay together.

Okay.

I just want it to be worth it.

Okay.

( Sobbing )

How was your birthday party?

You know what?

I thought it was going to be awful, but it was truly one of the finest evenings I ever spent.

Wow.

I'm sorry I missed it.

Lisa gave me a foot massage.

It was heavenly.

I got a little tipsy, we danced.

Okay.

I'm really sorry I missed it.

I saved you a piece of birthday cake, it's in the fridge.

Thanks.

How was your guest artist lecture?

Oh, it was...

Actually, it was truly one of the finest evenings I've ever spent.

We went out afterwards, me, Russell and our teacher and this artist, and.

I'm not even sure what happened, but I just had this like glimpse of what might be possible, and for whatever reason, the world just seemed like really open and interesting and not totally screw up and...

I don't know, I don't know.

I just felt really happy.

Mom, would you like to go to a museum with me today?

I would love nothing more.

Should I make lunch first?

No, let's go out.

We can go to Neddie's.

It'll be my treat for your birthday.

Well, thank you, Claire.

I was just gonna put this table back where it was.

Do you want me to help?

No, we can do it later.

( Operatic singing )