[glass cracks]
[birds chirping]
[panting]
[phone beeps]
[beeps]
- [man] Hey, Lacie!
- Hey! [giggles]
[phone beeps]
[camera clicks]
["send" alert plays]
[phone beeps]
[giggles]
[giggles]
[giggles]
[laughing hysterically]
[Lacie] Ryan?
[combat sounds on headset]
Ryan!
- [yells]
- [expl*si*n on headset]
- I was holding a b*mb!
- [man] Come on!
Sorry, guys.
Landlord is sending buyers over
today so... put your pants on.
Maybe if I don't, it'll scare 'em
off and we can stay here.
[singsong] Not an option, Ryan.
Lease is up in four weeks.
Hey, I'm thinking of you.
I've got somewhere to go.
Nate's roommate took a job in
Phoenix so I get his place.
- Okay.
- Now who's the slow poke?
I'm... seeing some places
over lunch. Catch you later.
[g*nf*re on headset]
Sorry, that was my sister.
Yeah. Yeah, I bet you'd love to.
[man] Jasmine tea?
[child giggles]
[phone beeps]
[man] And that's one Brushed Suede.
You want a cookie with that?
- It's on the house.
- Sounds awesome. [giggles]
- [Lacie giggles]
- [phone beeps]
- See you tomorrow, JJ.
- See you, Lacie.
[laughs]
[gasps] Oh, I saw your boy in
the fire hat just now! So cute!
- Yeah, he's really something.
- [laughs]
[phone beeps]
[chuckles softly]
[laughs]
[camera shutter clicks]
Hmm.
[phone beeps]
[phone beeps repeatedly]
[elevator bell dings]
Hey, Lacie!
- Bets, it's great to see you!
- You too.
[Lacie giggles]
[cat meows]
[Lacie] How's Pancakes?
He's hilarious. Such a
funny cat. Just the best.
[both laugh]
- Are you still at Hoddicker?
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah. It's going pretty great.
- Good to hear.
- So what brings you back here?
- New job, first day.
- First day?
- At Blankman-Harper.
Whoa! Top floor! That's...
- Well, good luck.
- I know, right? [laughs]
It's great you're still
happy at Hoddicker.
- Well, maybe not forever.
- No, not forever.
- But for now...
- It's OK for now.
It's great for now, yes. Yes, it is.
[chattering]
[phone ringing]
[phone beeps]
[beeping]
[waves crashing, seagulls squawk]
Lacie, I got you a smoothie.
Got one for everyone, actually.
Still a bunch of them for grabs.
They're from the organic
stall at the farmers' market.
Sure. Okay.
[gasps]
Mmm!
[phone beeps]
Thank you. Thank you.
[whispers] We're kind
of not talking to Ches.
- 3.1? What happened?
- Him and Gordon split up.
Oh...
- Poor Ches.
- No, no, no, we're all on Gordon's side.
Sure! Obviously.
Ches is kissing ass.
Trying to scrape himself back.
Of course, if it drops below two-five,
then it's... bye-bye.
[phone beeps]
[both gasp]
[phone beeps]
_
[phone beeping]
[ringtone chiming]
[Lacie] Hello?
- [Ryan] Yo, they're taking it.
- Who?
The couple the landlord sent over.
I heard them talking.
Okay.
So, now we move into
the light space area.
Ideal for special times with loved ones.
- Great food, great company.
- Mm-hmm!
- [phone beeps]
- Whoa! [laughs]
[woman] Sampled your
photo stream to make her.
Great hair!
[woman] Styled free of charge
at the members' salon.
Oh, my God. [giggles]
[Lacie] It's hilarious!
[woman] You like him?
- He's okay.
- He doesn't come with the apartment.
[both laugh]
But there is a bar and restaurant
on site, tenants only.
We have unparalleled
metrics on romantic geneses.
Uh-huh.
[woman] I gotta say,
these places are going like "that."
- So don't delay if you're interested.
- Oh, I'm more than interested.
Standard occupancy on a
minimum six-month contract,
we're talking... this much.
- How often are the payments?
- That's weekly.
- Okay.
- [woman laughs]
- A little more than expected?
- Yeah.
There's options.
You know our Prime Influencers Programme?
- Do I qualify for that?
- No. No, you don't.
We'd need you around a 4.5.
4.5?
Hit 4.5 and there's a 20% discount.
- 4.5.
- That's right.
[sighs]
[laughs]
[sighs]
[laughter]
[beeps]
[laughs softly]
Pelican Cove? What is this?
A eugenics programme?
- A lifestyle community.
- No one is this happy.
A two-year-old with a f*cking
balloon isn't this happy.
It's actually a pretty cool place.
Like you'd even qualify.
There's nothing I can do, sir.
[man] Well, it's not hopeless,
you're clearly a tryer.
That's the sense you get just from... me?
From your rep report analytics.
If we drill down into the numbers,
you've got a solid popularity arc here.
Strong overall trajectory.
Let's just look at the last 24 hours.
You see, even...
What's that? 8:40 a.m. You're
working hard on your socials.
- Great little uptake there.
- Okay.
Couple of minor dings there.
You cut someone off in traffic?
Oh, just a workplace thing. [laughs]
Okay. Let's check on
your sphere of influence.
Let me zoom out here.
Great peripherals.
Strangers like you, that's a plus.
- Healthy inner circle. It's good.
- Thank you. [giggles]
There's a ways to go,
but 4.5 is certainly achievable.
How long do you think?
- To hit 4.5?
- Mm-hmm.
Well, barring a major setback,
a public disgrace kind of deal,
I'd say 18 months or so.
Oh, I need more short term.
Like... much more. [laughs]
Then you'll need a boost.
- What kind of a boost?
- Well...
Most of your interactions are
confined to your inner circle
and they're largely, pardon the term,
mid-to low-range folks.
Same with your outer circle.
You've got a ton of reciprocal five
stars from service industry workers,
but there's not much else.
At least as far as I can see.
So in terms of quality,
you could use a punch up right there.
Ideally, that's up votes
from quality people.
- Quality people?
- High fours.
Impress those up-scale folks,
you'll gain velocity on your arc
and there's your boost.
[phone beeps]
[panting]
- Oh, hi, JJ!
- Hey, Lacie!
- Keith! Hello.
- Lacie!
- [Keith] You look great today.
- Thank you!
- Door won't open. I'm on 2.4.
- Sorry, Ches. I'm late.
I just need some stars, please!
f*ck!
[elevator bell dings]
- Oh, hi!
- Hi!
- How's it going at Blankman?
- Just great.
- Well, I bet you work... good there.
- Thank you.
Would you like a croissant?
They gave me an extra
at the coffee place.
- Oh, no, I already ate.
- Okay, sure. All good. Yes.
Yeah.
- [elevator bell dings]
- Well, here's me, so...
- [giggles]
- [phones beep]
Don't try too hard.
It's impossible to respect.
High fours can smell it
a mile off. Just be you.
Authentic gestures, that's the key.
- That's time up, I'll catch you later.
- Oh, could I just ask...
[phone chirps]
[beeping]
[camera clicks]
[chirps]
[mutters]... "Mr. Rags."
_
_
[exhales]
[sighs]
[beeps]
[laughs]
[gasps]
sh*t!
- What the f*ck is that?
- Tapenade. Want some?
Who even are you?
It's just something I wanna eat, Ryan.
[phone beeps]
[gasps]
Oh, my God.
- What is it?
- Naomi!
sh*t!
Old school, el perfecto Naomi?
You guys keep in contact?
Ryan, just go! Go!
[Lacie] Oh, my God!
Nay-Nay, how are you? [giggles]
I was just fixing myself a snack.
Oh, Lace, could I just say I
am so happy to see your face?
- Me too. It's been...
- Too long.
- Way too long.
- And that's my fault.
- No, it's mine. Everything is just so...
- Everything's just so...
Crazy! Oh, it's so good to see you.
When you posted that
Mr. Rags photo...
I know, Mr. Rags!
I just had to call
and talk to you because...
Whoo-hoo!
[screams, laughs]
Wow! That's a... big ring! [laughs]
Congratulations! Who's the, um... Paul?
He is great. So smart. Just sweet.
I know you're gonna love him.
Uh-huh.
So, anyways, the big day...
Yes, when is it?
So, we're getting married in a month
on his family's estate
up here on the island.
This place outside Port Mary,
Honeysuckle. You heard of it?
No, but...
Well, it's a private island.
[singsong] Take a looooook!
Oh, wow! That is... [giggles]
I know, right? So... can you make it?
Are you kidding? Of course.
Great, cool,
cos I was wondering if...
Lace, do you think...
Would you be my maid of honour?
Seriously?
Oh, my God.
I mean, you've got such cool
friends now. Are you sure?
Remember when we used to plan our
dream weddings when we were, like, 11?
- I know but we haven't s...
- I don't know, just seeing Mr. Rags...
All the memories.
It just brought things home.
Oh, Nay-Nay.
I know we haven't kept in touch
as much as I'd have liked
and that is totally my fault,
but this is a big day.
A big life day and I want my oldest
friend with me, my oldest friend.
I want you by my side.
Oh, my God. Thank you.
What do I have to...
Not much to it. A speech, mainly.
Speech? Of course!
Mm-hmm. How big's the crowd?
Oh, my gosh, like...
[sings] hundreds!
It's a crazy guest list. I'll send it now.
Paul's invited so many,
I don't want to call them big deals,
but they're all, like, 4.7 or above.
Uh-huh.
Nay-Nay, I will not
let you down. [giggles]
Don't sweat too much!
Just talk about old memories.
- Sure.
- How we were, any old things.
- Gotcha.
- I'll ping you some anecdotes.
- That would be great.
- And what's your dress size?
Oh, um...
I'll tell you what,
I'll just send you a four.
- Perfect.
- We got matching bridesmaids dresses.
Well, anyway...
[both scream]
[both laugh]
Love you, Lay.
You too, Nay-Nay! [giggles]
Oh!
Bye.
[laughs nervously]
[beeping]
[sighs]
What was that? The F-word?
You two p*ssy pals now?
[sighs] Shut up.
- She was always mean to you.
- No, she wasn't.
- She had that rhyme about you.
- That was a game.
- What about when she cut your hair?
- I asked her to.
She f*cked Greg.
She... did not f*ck Greg. [laughs]
She looked hot. I'll give her that.
[man] Okay.
Impressive.
- Uh-huh. Jesus. Yeah, that'd do it.
- Mm-hmm.
[phone rings]
[woman] Pelican Cove.
Carole, it's Lacie. Saw the
place yesterday. I wanna take it.
That's fantastic!
Uh... Oh, I see you're still
on a 4.2. Is that, um...
Yep, I'm on it, just gonna
transfer the deposit now.
- Well, okay.
- Yes!
In this world, we're all so
caught up in our own heads.
It's easy to lose sight of
what's real. What matters.
But as I stand here today...
seeing the joy Paul has
brought to Naomi's life,
I know she's someone
who truly matters to me.
[laughs]
Nay-Nay,
the little girl who, when we were
just five-years-old in art camp,
started talking to me
because she saw I was scared.
The girl who helped me make
Mr. Rags. I still have him. [giggles]
He sits on my desk and...
every day, he reminds me of Nay-Nay.
What she meant to me then and now.
I am so honored to be here
and I wish you all the happiness
this stupid world can muster.
I love you, Nay-Nay.
Is the tear too much?
- You f*cking sociopath.
- [phone beeps]
- Ryan, my car's here. Was it too much?
- What, the tear, the photo, Mr. Rags?
I do keep him on my desk.
There's sugary and then
there's f*cking diabetes.
I just wanna make her
happy on her wedding day.
The c*ptive audience of 4-point
holies five-starring your ass off,
that's just a bonus.
- Naomi and I were best friends.
- [laughing] Come on...
I wish her well and wanna
express it the best I can.
And, yeah, if I nail a speech
and get five-starred
by hundreds of primes, so what?
It's a win-win.
What are you hoping for? Like, 4.3, 4.4?
Unh-unh. You get points
from your gaming buddies.
It's the same thing.
Don't sh*t on me for aiming higher.
Pelican Cove higher?
What's wrong with Pelican Cove?
They're great apartments!
- They are fake-smile jail cells.
- [phone beeps]
Great. Car cancelled.
And he marked me down so now I have
to book another, and I took a ding.
- Great job.
- I am sorry, but I miss the normal you.
Before this obsession, when we
had conversations, remember?
I need my charger.
This whole ranking thing, just
comparing yourself to people who...
- Have you seen my charger?
- ...only pretend to be happy.
I said don't borrow this!
High fours like Naomi,
I bet they're suicidal on the inside.
My car is here. Again.
Your Pelican Cove deposit,
is it refundable?
Like, what if this doesn't work?
- Can't you just stay out of my sh*t?
- You're my sister!
Yes! And if you cared about that,
maybe you would've noticed
living with you hasn't been one
big rainbow sandwich for me.
Do you know why I never
brought any guys back here?
Because I didn't want them to know
I was sharing a skanky-ass cave
with Mr. Three Point f*ck.
Good luck with your performance!
[door closes]
[door opens]
[grunts]
[phone beeps]
[door slams]
- [door rattles]
- [phone beeps]
- [horn honks]
- Oh, hi, hi! I'm coming. I'm coming.
- Jesus Christ!
- Oh, I'm so sorry.
That's great. Just great.
[phone beeps]
- [sighs]
- [horn honks]
Oh... Hi.
[ringtone chimes]
Nay-Nay! [giggles]
Hey, Lace! Just checking in.
I'm on my way to the
airport right now. [giggles]
Okay, cool, and you're all
good for the rehearsal dinner?
Oh, yeah. The flight's, what, an hour?
That restaurant looks so cool.
- Uh-huh. And you got the dress okay?
- Mm-hmm. In my case. [giggles]
- I love the pink.
- Uh-huh.
So the latest draft of
the speech is great.
Going handwritten's so cool.
Those scans of the page, my God,
I welled up just at that.
- Oh, thank you!
- Um... just one thought.
That whole bit where I help you
with the eating disorder thing...
- You think that's a little...
- A little over-sharing, yeah.
You're so right. It's gone.
Okay. Cool. Well, I'll
see you in a few hours!
♪ I'm getting married tomorrow ♪
[screams]
[laughs]
And here's your tip.
[giggles] Thank you.
[phone beeps]
Oh, come on.
[woman on loudspeaker] May I
have your attention, please...
- Hi there, how are you doing?
- I am wonderful.
[laughs]
I am so sorry, that flight is cancelled.
- No. No, no, no.
- Customer incident at the other end.
But... So when is the next flight?
Yeah, they're all kind of full.
Uh... I booked this weeks ago.
It's my best friend's wedding.
- I'm sorry.
- I have to get there. I have to.
Okay... let's see what we can do.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
I see there's one standby seat
on another plane leaving tonight.
- [sighs]
- Uh...
That's reserved for members
of our Prime Flight Programme.
You gotta be a 4.2 or over to qualify.
- Oh, I'm... I'm a 4.2.
- Uh-huh.
I'm afraid you're actually a 4.183.
Oh. Well, that's not my fault. Um...
Some woman dinged me
down in the... Can't you just...
I'm sorry, it won't let me book
it without the correct ranking.
- But it's so close.
- There's just nothing I can do.
- Christ, I mean, surely.
- I'm gonna have to ask you
to moderate your language there.
Sorry. It's just...
I'm maid of honour.
I cannot miss this wedding.
And I am so sorry about that.
- Can you call the supervisor?
- I cannot do that.
- Can you just call the supervisor?
- I cannot do that.
- Call the f*cking supervisor!
- Okay, that's profanity.
- We're zero tolerance on profanity.
- I'm sorry. It's just...
- I have to serve the next customer.
- No, no, no, no.
- Can you step away, ma'am?
- God, just f*cking help me!
Ooh.
[phones beep]
I'm so sorry.
- I've called security.
- Oh, no, no, no. Please don't do that.
I'm, uh... five-starring you. Five stars.
- What's the issue here, Hannah?
- Intimidation and profanity.
- Oh, no, no. I was not intimidating.
- Don't speak, ma'am.
- I was just trying to...
- Ma'am.
Okay. So, in order to restore calm,
I'm invoking my authority
as airport security
to dock you one full ranking
point as a punitive measure.
- This is a temporary measure.
- [gasps] No!
Your score reverts
to normal in 24 hours.
No, no, no. But I need it now.
During this period, all down votes
are subject to a times two multiplier.
Times two?
We recommend you avoid
negative feedback at this time.
I'm on double damage?
Please, remove yourself
from the airport immediately.
[phone beeps]
Okay, well, due to your ranking...
[chattering]
[baby crying]
Hi there. Chuck! Great name.
- Thank you.
- Hope you're having a great night.
- It's pretty good.
- So I need a car.
- You got a vehicle in mind?
- Anything, really.
Well, due to your current ranking,
you're restricted to
our super saver fleet.
- Yep. That's... Yeah.
- I-Cruiser 2?
They still have the 2?
[alarm beeps]
[beeping]
- [woman speaking driver alert in Czech]
- Oh, God.
[woman repeating driver alert in Czech]
[beep, wipers creaking]
[woman repeating driver alert in Czech]
- [music on TV]
- Oh, come on.
Uh...
[men speaking Czech on TV]
- [beeping]
- Damn it!
[laughs]
[sighs]
[Czech dialogue continues]
[engine sputters]
[engine starts]
The little girl, who when we were
both five years old in art camp,
[sobs] started talking to me
because she saw I was scared.
The girl who helped me make Mr. Rags...
Teardrop. Crowd goes wild. You can do this.
- [ringtone plays]
- [woman speaking Czech]
- Sorry, okay, I swear I'm on my way.
- [Naomi] How far away are you?
Uh... Quite a ways. I missed my flight.
- What?
- Well, not missed it but...
So you're not gonna make
the rehearsal dinner?
- No.
- Lacie!
I am so sorry. It's been... [groans]
I got a rental car. I'm driving.
Driving? That's like nine hours.
I'm making good time,
gonna go through the night,
make a road trip out of it. [laughs]
Is everything okay?
I can find a replacement
if something's wrong.
No. No. No. I'll be there.
I swear on Mr. Rags.
Ha ha ha!
Okay, just drive safe!
- [girls squealing]
- You bet. I'll just...
[phone beeping]
[phone beeps]
Come on.
Come on.
Please.
- [phone beeps]
- [sighs]
Okay.
[yawns]
[woman speaking Czech]
- What do you want?
- [woman speaking Czech]
[beeping]
[woman speaking Czech]
- Oh, sh*t.
- [woman's speaking tempo slows]
Hi. Sorry.
[woman moaning]
Your charger doesn't fit my car.
- Don't see those around much these days.
- It's a rental.
Ours chargers are Q2Z, yours one's a K1.
They didn't give you an adapter?
No. Do you have one?
- Not in here. Ask around.
- Thanks, anyway.
You're super helpful.
[phone beeps]
[phone beeps]
[gasps]
Two stars?!
Two stars?
Wasn't a meaningful encounter.
[Lacie] Sir, excuse me.
Excuse me, sorry.
Do you have a K1 adapter, by any chance?
Ma'am, how about you, a K1 adapter,
perhaps, in the trunk of your car?
Sure.
Great.
Oh, ma'am, hi. Do you have a K1 adapter?
I have a rental car. It's...
[grunting]
- Slow down. Let's give her a ride.
- [man] She's, like, 2.8.
[phone beeps]
Come on!
[phone beeps]
I didn't even do anything!
You look like you need a ride.
Um...
Actually, I'm okay.
Don't look it. Come on. I don't bite.
Luther, Mrs. Coffee, reds,
whiskey. Help yourself.
I'm okay. Thanks.
Where are you headed?
Uh... Just as close as you can get
to Port Mary would be great. [laughs]
Checking my feed for danger signs?
I get it a lot. 1.4 gotta be
an antisocial maniac, right?
- You seem...
- Normal?
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
It took some effort.
What happened to you?
I mean, you're a 2.8,
but you don't look 2.8.
That's not... This is temporary.
- I'm gonna turn it around.
- Uh-huh.
- I'm going to a wedding. Maid of honour.
- Nice.
Wanna hear my speech?
No.
So how come you're a 2.8?
Well, I got marked down
at the airport for yelling,
and they put me on double damage.
- How did it feel?
- Awful.
I meant the yelling.
I don't know. I was mad.
Look at where it got me.
But as long as I get to the
wedding, do the speech,
they'll overlook the
2.8. I'm with the bride.
And if I do well, well,
they're all high fours
so that velocitates my arc.
And once they lift the point penalty,
well, my average goes way up,
and, yeah, it's gonna be okay.
God, you remind me of me.
- Hmm.
- Not now.
I was, uh... 4.6 once.
- 4.6?
- Used to live for it.
All the work I put in...
Eight years ago, Tom,
my husband, got cancer.
It was pancreatic. It was a real bitch.
The symptoms showed up late.
I'm so sorry.
You don't know me so
you're not really sorry.
You're just mainly awkward cos I
have sprung some cancer talk at you.
Anyway, I five-starred every doctor,
every nurse, every high-four
consultant that we had.
Ding. Ding. Ding. Thank you so much.
The cancer didn't give a sh*t.
It just kept growing.
A couple of months in, we heard
about this experimental treatment.
It was very expensive.
It was very exclusive.
I did everything I could
to get him a spot there.
Tom was a 4.3.
They gave his bed to a 4.4.
So when he d*ed I thought, f*ck it.
I started saying what I wanted,
when I wanted.
Just drop it out there.
People don't always like that.
It is incredible how fast
you slip off the ladder
when you start doing that.
It turned out a lot of my
friends didn't care for honesty.
Treated me like I had taken a
sh*t at their breakfast table.
But, Jesus Christ, it felt good.
Shedding those f*ckers.
It was like taking off tight shoes.
- Maybe you should try it?
- Oh, come on. [laughs]
Why not?
I can't just kick off my shoes
and walk the earth or whatever.
- You won't know unless you try.
- Oh, that's just...
Look, you had something with your life,
real things, good things,
and you lost it all, and I'm sorry.
So now you've got nothing left to lose.
But I don't even have the
something worth losing, not yet.
You know, I mean,
I'm still fighting for that.
- And what is "that"?
- I don't know. Enough to be content?
Like, to look around and think,
well, I guess I'm okay.
Just to be able to breathe out,
not feeling like... like...
Like just... And that is
way off, like, way, way off.
And until I get there, I have
to play the numbers game.
We all do, that's what we're in.
That's how the f*cking world works.
Look, maybe you don't remember,
you know, you're just too old to get it.
I do not mean that how it sounds.
Don't worry. I'm not voting you down.
- Sweetheart.
- [gasps] What time is it?
I'm heading east from here so I think
you need to get yourself another ride.
- Where are we?
- About 30 miles from Port Mary.
A lot of buses stop here
so you should be fine.
- Well, thank you.
- Good luck with your speech.
[laughs]
I put a little something in there for you.
- You did?
- Emergency escape hatch!
Bye.
[Lacie] In this world,
we're all so caught up...
- [door opens]
- ...in our own dramas.
- [girl] So, Dad was like...
- It's easy to forget what matters.
[girl] He'd never even heard of the show.
I'm like, "You never heard of
Sea of Tranquillity?"
Like, the number-one sci-fi fantasy,
and he's all like,
"What the f*ck?" Whatever!
I think I'm allergic to this purple.
So I'm like, "Well, I'm going
to Tranquillity Con in Port Mary.
That's why I'm dressed
like Lieutenant Duster."
He's all like, "Uh...
Port Mary is frickin' miles away."
Yadda, yadda, yadda.
- [toilet flushes]
- He one-stars me. Like, thanks, Dad.
- [girl 1] See you back on there.
- [girl 2] Okay.
Are you guys headed to Tranquillity Con?
- You're into Sea of Tranquillity?
- Totally.
I was all set to go.
My friend, who is there already,
has my costume, but my car broke down.
Well, there's some space in the RV.
- Hi.
- Hey!
- You're a Trank head, huh?
- Sorry?
Trank head. Sea of Tranquillity fan?
Oh, yeah. We say Tranksters where I'm from.
- Who's your favourite character?
- Gotta be Lieutenant Duster.
- She's awesome.
- She?
He! I misspoke.
Lieutenant Duster has no fixed gender.
I know, and that's why it's
so hard to remember, right?
- [ringtone playing]
- Excuse me. Gotta get this.
My friend, at the convention. [giggles]
Hi, Nay! [laughs]
So, oh, my God, insane night,
but I am so close now.
[Naomi] Don't come.
What? No. No. I'm, like, an hour away.
Don't come. I don't want you here.
I don't know what is up with you,
but I cannot have a 2.6 at my wedding.
Oh, no, that's temporary!
That's temporary.
Well, the wedding's today so...
- But it doesn't change anything.
- Lacie...
- I can still do the same speech.
- Lacie...
- And there's Mr. Rags!
- No!
But... But you invited me.
You've seen the guest list.
They are all, like, 4.5 or above.
They are going to freak at a 2.6,
and I am not taking that kind of damage,
plus I haven't dipped under
a 4.7 in, like, six months.
You said you wanted your oldest friend.
When I asked you to speak,
you were a 4.2, okay?
And the authenticity of a vintage bond
low four at a gathering of this calibre
played fantastically on all
the stimulations we ran.
Forecast was a prestige
bounce of 2 minimum.
But now you're a sub three. Sorry.
That just puts the stink on
things a little too much.
That just plays badly for us.
So it was just about numbers for you?
Oh, cut the sh*t! It was
numbers for both of us.
You wanted those
primo votes, don't deny it.
It's not like you could get them on
your own. Let's not kid ourselves.
Oh, I'm... I'm getting those votes.
What? You're just gonna roll up
here and make people like you?
- That's right. I'm doing my speech.
- No, you're not.
Yes, I am. And they are gonna vote me
through the roof when they hear it.
- Weep their f*cking eyes out!
- Go home!
- [phone beeping]
- Hello?
[sighs] f*ck!
I have never seen
your stupid f*cking show.
[tyres screech]
[shouts] Hope they cancel it!
- [horn honks]
- I need a ride!
[shouts]
- [phone beeping]
- f*ck!
Jesus!
[engine roars]
Hey! Hey!
Hey!
- Can I borrow your bike?
- What?
Can I borrow your bike?
Do you, Naomi Jayne Blestow,
take this man to be your husband,
to live together with him
in the covenant of marriage?
To love him, comfort him,
honour and keep him,
in sickness and in health...
and forsaking all others,
be faithful unto him...
[cheering and applause]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[revs engine]
[screams]
[applause]
To my best mate, Anthony.
Let's hear it for him.
[cheering]
You've been there from day one.
I love you, man. I appreciate you.
Hilarious speech, by the way.
By your standards.
[laughter]
- Pow! Pow! Pow!
- Oh! Oh! Oh! [laughs]
[Paul] He's still got a few
b*ll*ts left. Oh, man.
Oh, gosh, well, um...
[gasps] sh*t!
[Paul] We have so many people to
thank. Our beautiful bridesmaids.
- [cheering]
- But, of course,
my most heartfelt thanks,
my warmest thanks,
are to someone who's my best friend,
my lover and now,
I'm honoured to say, my wife.
- Naomi!
- [cheering and whooping]
- [cheering]
- [Paul] One, two, three! Naomi!
- [man] The A Team!
- [phone beeps]
I love you so much, darl.
Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo!
[man] Congratulations, sir.
- Thank you.
- No, thank you.
- [whooping]
- Get over here!
Get your ass over here.
- Get in here, big boy.
- [phones beep]
- You're beautiful!
- [cheering]
Yeah! Gimme five! Good choice!
You f*cking earned it, man.
You f*cking earned it.
[giggles nervously]
Everybody, hello!
- Oh, my God.
- I love you.
Can everyone be quiet for a moment?
Thank you. [giggles]
- Get rid of her.
- That would play awful.
She's a f*cking 1.1.
Now for those of you who don't
know me, which is... all of you...
my name is Lacie Pound
and, believe it or not,
I am one of Naomi's oldest friends.
Hi, Nay-Nay!
It's great to meet you too, Paul.
I've heard a lot about you.
He's a pretty big deal, that Paul.
- Pretty big deal.
- [camera shutter clicks]
He makes his own tapenade! Yeah.
[laughs] Uh...
Anyway, um... I...
have looked up to Naomi
pretty much my entire life.
We met when we were five years old,
and right up through to our teenage
years, we made quite the pair.
We'd talk about all the
things girls talk about,
you know, boys, hair, products,
uh... more boys. [laughs]
I mean, I tried sometimes
to expand our range a little
and talk about climate change,
but she found that kind of boring so...
Go on.
She was probably right.
I mean, f*ck the planet, right?
Whoo!
Yes, thank you! Come on.
Let's have a little fun here.
You know, f*ck the planet! [laughs]
- [shouts] f*ck the planet!
- [feedback]
[crockery rattles]
- [phone beeps]
- Anyway...
I... looked up to Naomi
pretty much my entire life,
which meant she was looking down on me.
Always with a smile though. [laughs]
In high school,
she was my shoulder to cry on.
She seemed to enjoy that.
Guys and me never worked out.
They'd see Naomi and just... Whoo!
You know, that was it.
She had this tight ass,
like two fists.
Uh-huh.
[giggles] I was all like...
[giggles]
I was like...
through the hallways in high school.
[cackling]
[phones beep]
[cries]
And she was there for me.
Holding my hair back...
as I knelt, vomiting,
in front of the crapper.
Thank you for that, Naomi.
I always wished I was you.
And...
I guess that's why you
kept me around so long?
Until you got your new job
and your fancy new friends.
And that...
[laughs]
...f*cking... jackhole!
And you didn't need me.
You probably got another me.
Guess there's some other "yeth Beth"
you moved on to like a succubus.
- [phones beeping]
- I'm getting to Mr. Rags, okay? Jesus!
- [crowd gasps]
- Stay back.
Stay the f*ck back! I'll k*ll him!
I'll cut his head off
and stick it up my ass!
[gasps]
[gasps] Time's nearly up!
- Hey! Calm down.
- I...
I just wanted to say, in this
world so caught up in our own sh*t,
- let's not forget what matters.
- It's okay. It's okay.
Happiness, f*cking Paul
and Naomi, and she's...
She... She f*cked Greg!
I know she did.
- I know you did.
- No...
Don't even try to deny...
- [screams]
- [feedback screeches]
The little girl who, when we
were just five-years-old in art camp,
started talking to me
because she saw I was scared
and helped me make Mr. Rags.
He reminds me of you and
what you meant to me then!
[cries] And I'm so honoured
to be here to see this sh*t!
[screams] I love you, Nay-Nay!
I've always loved you!
I love you!
[camera shutter clicking]
[whirring]
[breathes deeply]
[sobs]
[laughs]
What the f*ck are you looking at?
Just what I was wondering.
Well...
Don't!
Don't? Don't wonder?
Uh-huh.
It would be a dull
world without wonder.
I don't give a sh*t about your world.
I don't like your brassiere.
I don't like your moustache.
I don't like your aura.
- My aura?
- Yeah.
I don't like your... head.
Your entire head is
just ridiculous to me.
Really?
You look like an alcoholic
former weatherman.
You sound like a lost little lamb
that just got told there's no Santa Claus.
What sort of cartoon character
did your mum have to f*ck
to brew you up in the womb?
At least I look like I was born,
not sh*t out by some tormented cow
creature in an underground lab.
You got tossed out of that lab.
- Oh, yeah?
- Oh, yeah, flushed out.
- Ooh!
- In the trash!
- Your face is a f*cking...
- f*cking.
f*cking biological car crash
that made Picasso screw
his eyes up and say,
"Well, that just don't make sense."
[laughs]
- You're a f*cking assh*le.
- f*ck you!
- f*ck you next Wednesday.
- f*ck you for Christmas!
- f*ck you!
- f*ck you!