04x11 - Baby, Just Say Yes

[bunniefuu]

You can just stay with me
in my loft.

We'll figure something out.

Luca.

I hope you're here to stay.

If you'll have me.

Seeing you brings up
a lot of the old bad feelings.

Joaquin: I'm sorry.

The bulk beauty app
officially launches.

(All cheering)

This is Davia.

She's gonna be
your home school teacher.

Alice: I just wish
I could find a manager

who really believes in me.

I believe in you.

Why not let me be your manager?

Come on,
what do you have to lose?

♪

- Ooh.
- Oh, god!

Oh, it's happening!

You know you don't have
to do it.

Yes, I do.

(Squirting noises)

Do not try this at home.

Oh, that smell!

Okay, okay. Are you ready?

Three, two, one,

go!

(All cheering)

Damn!
She's putting it down fast!

I once drank a bottle
of cow's blood

at a twilight cosplay party.

Why?

What? Like that's weirder
than ketchup.

It's very weird.
Ooh.

(All cheering)

- Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
- Finish it!

(Triumphant music playing)

(All cheering)

(Stomach rumbling)

Oh, no!

- Not on me!
- Aah!

[♪]

Go outside!

Hold it in! Don't do it.
Breathe.

Keep it cool.

(Exhales)

- I'm good.
- Gael: You're good?

- I'm good!
- Oh, thank god.

She's good! She's good!

(All cheering)

♪ Pa-pa-paa, pa-pa-pa-pa-pa ♪

♪ pa-pa-paa, pa-pa-pa-pa ♪

♪ then we'll find
our peace of mind ♪

♪ you and me, bel ami ♪

♪ pa-pa-pa, pa-paaa ♪

"Honey" by the mad ones
feat. Georgi Kay playing...

♪ I'm all in my head... ♪

♪ I shouldn't have
let you go ♪

♪ then have a good time ♪

♪ you saw all my face ♪

♪ my true expression ♪

♪ laughing back at me ♪

♪ until we disconnected ♪

you're up early.

- Hey. I hope I didn't wake you.
- Mm-mm.

I'm just trying to get some of
my own work done in the morning.

Isabella:
It's beautiful.

I could see it on display
at the broad.

(Gael laughs)
I don't know about that,

but... Thank you.

It feels good to paint something
I can put my own name on.

What do you mean?

I've been...
I've been painting for Yuri.

His concepts, sort of.

A lot of mine too.

Like, you've been
painting the pieces

and he's been
signing his name on them?

Yeah, but I get 10% commission,

which, you know, considering
how much his paintings sell for,

it can be a lot.

I... I'm sorry. Is that legal?

I mean, it's certainly
not ethical.

It's a paycheck.

It's Yuri's signature
that gets them sold.

Because he's established
and collectible.

Okay, but I feel like

you're literally
selling your soul to this guy.

Hey, it's... it's not forever.

But we need the money
for the baby.

Look, I'll get my work out there
and get established myself,

and then we won't need
Yuri's money.

Well, how're you gonna do that

if you're always painting
for Yuri?

Especially when
the baby gets here.

I'll get up early.

I'll stay up late.

I'll get it done. Okay?

And I'm trying to get this piece in a
group show that's coming up, so...

I'm sure you will.

It's beautiful.

And you're so talented.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay. I'm gonna
let you get back to work.

I don't wanna distract you.

[♪]

[♪♪]

Hey, how are you
settling in downstairs?

Um, uh, great.
It's, um, really quiet.

I'm sorry you're on the couch.

No, that's fine. It's...
Thank you.

Hey.

[provocative music playing]

Good morning.

Um, I should probably
get ready for work.

What's going on there?

- Nothing.
- Morning, earthlings.

Mm-hmm.

Alice: Excuse me.

Did someone eat
my blueberry yogurt?

You guys know that my gut
health relies on morning probiotics.

Um, I think maybe I did.

Davia said
I could have her yogurt.

I just got it
from the top right shelf.

Uh, that's my bad.

Uh, my shelf is the bottom left.

I should've been more specific.

No, no, it's... it's my fault.
I... I should've asked.

I'm really sorry, Alice.
I will... I'll replace it.

Oh, I'll just replace it
right now, it's fine.

Here.

What? Strawberry?

Is my favorite. Yay!

Look, eating someone else's food

is a common occurrence
around here.

Don't worry about it.

(Balloons popping loudly)

Okay. Can you please stop that?

How else are we supposed
to get rid of these?

Puncture, don't poke.

It'll make less noise,
like a gentle "eeeeee."

- (Balloon pops loudly)
- Claire: Seriously!

It's a band-aid.
You just gotta rip it off!

- (Balloons popping loudly)
- Stop! Stop!

What's going on?

Oh. These are seriously
high-end balloons.

They're still full of air.

Hey, what happened to you?

You left the party
without saying goodbye.

[provocative music playing]

I was just tired.
Didn't wanna ruin the fun.

I'm really sorry
that Evan didn't stay.

So there's nothing happening
between you two?

Um... No.

We both decided to keep
things professional between us.

I just hate thinking
that you went home alone

and sad.

[provocative music playing]

It's okay, really.

Well, I hate to be the bearer
of bad news,

but I think I know why we're not
getting more traffic on the app.

The hyperlink
our marketing service sent out

Not thebulkbeauty.

Bluk? B-I-u-k?

B-I-u-k.

Should we have them
send another email?

No one's gonna read
a second email.

It looks bad! And really
unprofessional right off the gate.

What if we buy blukbeauty

and re-route
the traffic ourselves?

- Rachel: That's a good idea.
- Gina! Genius!

Uh... Okay.

It's not available.

Who would buy blukbeauty?

Okay, so this problem asks
you to find the missing exponent.

Elliot, please put down
your phone.

I'm not doing anything
on my phone.

Well, you're not
paying attention.

Fine. The missing exponent
is three.

Great. Good job.

Okay, now let's show your work.

But I already did it in my head.

And that's great.

But showing your work
helps to identify the error

if you get a problem wrong.

Elliot, put your phone away
or I will take it from you.

(Sighs)

♪

Jenna:
I don't mean to hurt you,

but I don't wanna have
a relationship.

I'll respect your boundaries.

(Car engine starting)

[♪]

Jenna: I love you.

Quarespace site
up and running,

you're gonna be booking gigs
left and right.

See, it has all
of your stand-up clips,

social media links,
contact info,

and there's a tool where
anyone can book you directly.

- "No gig too small"?
- Mm-hmm.

Doesn't that make me seem
a little desperate?

Not at all.

It's all part of our strategy
to say yes to everything.

Assuming it's not illegal,
of course.

And what's the point
of all this?

Maximum exposure.

Saying yes
is the key to success.

I don't know.

Come on, it's so much easier
to say yes than no.

If it's so easy,
why don't you do it?

Fine. I will!

I will say yes
to anything you ask me to do.

Hug Kelly.

[♪♪]

Wa... what are you doing?

Are you trying
to lift my wallet?

Okay.

Now confess the craziest thing
you've ever done.

One time I asked the cashier at
chipotle to give me a water cup,

but then, I filled it
with root beer instead.

I've never told anyone
that story,

and the guilt has been
eating me alive ever since.

(Exhales deeply)

Wow, not cool.

Root beer with Mexican food?
You're sick.

It felt so good
to get that off my chest.

Thank you, Alice.

What's next?

[♪]

I'm not feeling the grief
in this blue.

It needs more, uh, emotion.

Hey, I was thinking,
we should have a show.

What exactly would
that arrangement look like?

Just like the one we have now.

It's working out fine, yeah?

How many pieces are we talking?

Ten should do it.

Ten?

Not enough for a big show?

All right, 12.

What do you say?

[provocative music playing]

Hey.

Hey. Um...

♪♪

So listen,
about the other night...

Yeah, I had fun
and it was great.

But, um, I'm not really looking
to get involved with someone

that I practically live with.

Coterie relationships can get
kinda messy, you know?

Uh, no, I don't know.

I thought what happened
between us really meant something.

Um...

I'm just kidding.

We're on the same page.

Oh, good.

- (Phone dings)
- Whew!

- Oh, no!
- What's wrong?

We're trying to buy this
domain name... it's a long story.

The owner wants $50,000 for it.

He's totally holding it hostage.

Can we find an address
for this owner?

"We"?

You helped me find Jenna.

And people can be
more reasonable

if you confront them
face-to-face.

I feel...

Guilty

that Gael's making
all the real sacrifices,

and I'm only working part-time.

And I'm scared he's eventually
gonna resent me.

And?

And...

Leave me.

Not the baby. He wouldn't...

He would never leave his child.

That makes sense.

It does?

It makes sense
that you would feel that way

based on how your parents
abandoned you.

That wound is deep, Isabella.

And I'd expect you
to project those fears

onto the people closest to you.

What you have
to be careful of, though,

is making it
a self-fulfilling prophecy

by finding ways
to push Gael out the door

because you expect him
to leave you anyway.

He's just giving up so much
to take care of me and the baby.

Well, maybe Gael is choosing

to do what makes him feel
able to provide.

Maybe that sense of security
means more to him

than having to paint for Yuri
right now.

Look, what's most important
is communication.

Tell Gael what you're feeling
and let him answer for himself

instead of imagining what
he's thinking and feeling.

Yeah.

But back to your parents...

Have you heard
anything from them?

[♪]

(yells)

No.

I haven't heard anything.

Okay, so you toss the apple
in the air

and you try to s*ab it
with the fork.

Okay. Sounds fun!

We'll see.
I'm gonna post it on tiktok.

[♪♪]

Oh!

Oop!

It's so dusty down here.

Yeah, it's been a while
since I've cleaned.

Oop!

- Oh, oh!
- (gasps) You almost stabbed me!

The woman tried to k*ll me.

Okay.
Oh, my...

Ow!

Uh! I thought
this would be easier.

- Make it stop!
- Only if you admit

that not everything's
worth saying yes to.

Aah-ha-ha! I did it!
Did you catch that?

Oh, the thrill of trying some
new hard thing and succeeding!

What a rush!

Your task, should you
choose to accept it,

is to detonate
ten kindness bombs.

What's a kindness b*mb?

Aggressive compliments
to total strangers.

- What?
- You can always say no.

Never!

(Yelling) I love your sweater!

It's got a great pattern!

Louder next time.

(loudly) Your skin is glowing.

This is easy!

Yeah.

Who's next?

You have the most
beautiful bald head.

Better than Dwayne Johnson.

Thank you.

Very smooth.

Your eyes are
hauntingly beautiful.

Oh. What a lovely thing to say.
Oh, my.

This is amazing!

[♪♪]

Hey! I haven't seen you around.

Hey! Yeah, I, uh...

I got a place to stay.

Well, that's cool.

So why are you out here?

Ivan... Ivan's still
shaking people down.

I need the money,

but, uh, I'll...
I'll keep my eye out.

Well, congrats.

Getting a roof
over your head's a big deal.

As long as it lasts.

What do you mean?

You know how people are.

They try to help you,

but when they see how much
you actually need, you know,

they realize maybe they took on
more than they want to deal with

and ask you to leave.

I guess so.

- Take care.
- You too.

(Knocking on door)

Um... Hi. Is Brian Lewis home?

I'm Brian.

Uh, we're journalists
investigating the website

theblukbeauty. Com

as a potential cover domain

linked to alt-right
extremist message boards.

Is it true
that you own the site?

Uh, yeah.

And what's your connection
to white supremacists?

- None!
- North Korea? Russia?

What about the flushing of white
house documents down the toilet?

I don't know about any of that.

Okay, my mom got an email
from some beauty company,

and the hyperlink had a typo,
so I bought it,

hoping I could sell it
to someone. That's it!

Well, I'm afraid you've entered
dangerous territory,

because as long as you own
blukbeauty,

you're gonna be linked
to these groups.

And, I mean, if we found
your address this easy,

then anybody
on the dark web can.

The dark web?

Good luck.

And thank you so much
for talking with us.

Okay, you are good!
You remind me of myself.

- Toiletgate was a nice touch.
- Thank you.

(Both chuckling)

This is good. Really good.

Thank you.

But... It feels derivative
of Yuri elwin's new work.

I think maybe...

You're subconsciously mimicking
his new style.

Or maybe
Yuri's mimicking my work

since I'm the one who's doing
all his painting for him!

Maybe you're subconsciously
mimicking his new style?

Thanks for taking a look.

[♪]

Hey!

How was the show at the gallery?

He said my painting is
derivative of Yuri's new work.

Which is your work!

That is such bullshit!

Yeah.

Sometimes I wish I'd never taken
this job with Yuri in the first place.

Well, why don't you quit?

I can't quit.

Yuri wants to do a show.
Twelve pieces!

That's a lot
of potential commission.

I just need to make sure

my own work is more distinct
from what I'm doing for Yuri.

I'm so sorry.

What can I do for you?

Nothing. It's okay.

[♪]

Hey, did anyone notice

that Luca was carrying all
his stuff with him this morning?

- Yeah, I saw that.
- Me too.

Maybe he's afraid someone
around here is gonna steal his things.

I know one of you thieves
stole my black designer glasses.

Mmm, you mean
the ones on your head?

(Gasps) Aw, it's a blessing.
Thank you!

Guys, Luca's lost his things
to street sweeps before.

It's... it's probably just
instinct to him at this point.

(Indistinct chatter)

- Luca. Hey!
- Alice: Hey.

Hey, I'm making dinner.
Are you hungry?

No, I, uh, I...
I just wanted to tell Alice

that I replaced
your blueberry yogurt.

Oh, you didn't have to do that,
but thank you.

Yeah, no problem.

Well, how about a glass of wine
or something?

Uh, I'm good, thanks.

I wish he felt
more at home in here.

I'm glad it's not me
this time.

(Knock on door)

It worked!

The kid sold theblukbeauty
to us for only 100 bucks.

Congrats!

Thank you so much
for helping me.

You're welcome.

Turns out we're
a pretty good team.

Like Turner & hooch.

Except...
Neither of us is a dog.

Anyway, uh, I should go.

So is that...
All you came down here for?

Um...

Well, yeah, I thought it was...
In-person kind of news.

Mm. Mm-hmm.

So... Good night.

Good night.

(Phone vibrating)

Hey.

Uh, hold on.

Okay.

I owe you one. Thank you.

All right.

Mariana: What was that about?

[♪]

(exhales) I didn't tell you
this, but I met with Jenna.

Talk about in-person
kind of news.

"A world of dew

and within every dewdrop
a world of struggle."

Kobayashi issa.

That is an example of a haiku.

And now we're gonna
write our own poem

using the five-seven-five
syllable structure.

[♪]

Okay, I'll go first.

The day can feel long.

But school is almost over.

No homework tonight.

Okay, come on, Elliot.

Help me out here,
I need you to participate.

I cannot teach you
if you won't even look at me.

Fine.

You're a bad teacher.

Why did my dad hire you?

Find a new career.

It's great. Made a haiku!

Even though the word "hire"
only has one syllable, we'll count it.

Hey! I have a meeting
in Santa Monica,

but I'll be home by 6:00, and
we'll figure out dinner then. Cool?

How's it going?

Actually, we're all done here.

Great! I'll see you tomorrow.

(Knock on door)

Yuri, hi, it's Isabella.

Ah, of course!

- Look at that beautiful belly!
- Aw!

- Yuri: You are glowing.
- Thank you.

Uh, Gael, he's, uh,
he's not here.

Oh, I'm... I'm actually here
to talk to you.

Oh, all right, uh,
please have a seat.

Thank you. Thank you.

(Clears throat)
So... What can I do for you?

Um...

Well, as you know,

Gael and I
are starting a family.

(Chuckles nervously)

And there's a lot of pressure
on him to provide.

And with the amount of time
he spends here with you,

he's not really able to work
on his own painting.

You know, establish a name
for himself.

So I was... I was thinking,

considering how much work
he does here,

it might be more fair to him

if you pay him
more than 10% commission

on the paintings that you sell.

Aren't you the sweetest.

You coming down here,
standing up for your man.

But there's not a chance in hell

Gael's gonna get
a penny more than 10%.

[♪]

We both know that Gael is doing
100% of the work

for a fraction of the sales.

And he may need you,

but you need him too.

So I came up
with a better equation.

Gael gets 50%
of everything that you make.

Or I could tell everyone
that Yuri elwin

is a fraud.

[♪]

(Yuri exhales)

Guess I got no choice then.

Hey, uh, Luca.

Oh! Hey. I was, uh,

just trying to fix
a few things around here.

Am... am I in your way?

No, no, no. Carry on.
I mean, don't.

And thank you.

But... Could you
come with me for a sec?

We all wanna talk
to you about something.

[♪]

We wanted you to have a place
that feels like yours, so...

Welcome to your room.

Alice: I'm sorry we don't have
a more private space for you

since all the lofts
are currently rented.

But we wanted you to know
that you are truly welcome here.

[♪]

I don't know... What to say.

Just...

Thank you... So much.

For the front door
and the mailbox.

I've, like, never had
a set of keys before, so.

[♪]

Alice: Welcome home.

Davia: "dear Asher..."

It's too familiar.

"Dear Mr. Bowen,
it is with great regret..."

Regret? Who am I kidding?

"Unfortunately, I don't think
I'm the best fit for Elliot."

Because your son
is a preteen monster.

"And I think it's better

"if you find a teacher
more suited to Elliot's...

"learning style.

Therefore,
today was my last day."

- (Exhales)
- (phone vibrating)

Hello?

Elliot?

Wait, what's wrong?

- I'm here. I'm here.
- Where is he?

It's almost 7:00!
He said he'd be back by 6:00!

Look, I'm sure
everything's fine.

Your dad's probably
just running late.

Then why didn't he call me?

Something's happened. Maybe
he's dead! (Hyperventilating)

Okay, um, uh, come on.

Uh, let's... let's go outside

and let's get
some fresh air, okay?

(Continues hyperventilating)
Can't breathe.

Elliot, look at me.

You're having a panic att*ck.

Elliot, just look at me,
look at me.

You're going to be okay,
all right?

Breathe with me.

In... And out.

That was great.
Okay, now breathe in deeper.

In. Hold it.

And out.

Okay, again. Slower.

In...

You're doing great, Elliot.
You're okay.

- Thank you for coming.
- Of course.

Elliot!

Elliot!

Um, we're out here!

Davia? Oh, thank god.
Hey.

Where were you?

I am so sorry, buddy.

I forgot my phone at home,

and I didn't realize
until I was at the meeting.

And then we went late, and there
was so much traffic coming back.

You could've called me
from the meeting!

I couldn't.

I don't know your cell number.

I hate you.

You...

Um, he... he just called me
when he couldn't get a hold of you,

so I just came back.

Thanks for doing that.

Ugh, I can't believe
I don't know his number.

No one knows anyone's number.

But he's my son!

I feel like
I'm screwing all this up.

Laura did most of the parenting.

Did she...

Pass away?

No. No, she, uh...

She ran away with a guy
she met at the gym.

Oh! I'm sorry.

In fairness to her,
he does have his own jet.

Elliot's always been
an anxious kid.

And then I come home
late tonight,

and he doesn't know where I am
and he can't get a hold of me.

I feel like a shitty dad.

Well, look,
if it's any consolation,

sometimes I feel like
a shitty teacher,

but then I remind myself
that kids are hard.

And they can make your job as
a teacher or a parent challenging.

But you're here

and you're doing
the best you can.

And Elliot...

He knows that,
and he loves you for it.

- Thank you for saying that.
- Yeah.

And I don't believe
that you're a bad teacher

because you wouldn't be here
right now if you were.

I... I'll see you tomorrow?

Yeah. See you tomorrow.

"Sturdy"
by spectre Jones playing...

Good night.

♪ I don't know
where to start ♪

♪ tangled up in loose ends ♪

♪ sturdy on the small parts ♪

♪ I'm almost halfway there ♪

♪ closer than
a stone's throw ♪

♪ further than a lost art ♪

♪ tie me up
within the tight rope ♪

♪ cut me loose
so I can unfold ♪

♪ oh-oh-oh, oh-oo-o, oh-oo
oh-oh-oh, oh-oo-o, oh-oo ♪

♪ hold hope ♪

♪ you are fighting farther ♪

♪ than my wildest dreams went ♪

♪ I break with just a touch ♪

♪ I can't stop the bleeding ♪

♪ you can stop
the whole rush ♪

♪ all the streams
will be our cool touch ♪

♪ while the fire
binds my wounds up ♪

♪ oh-oh-oh, oh-oo-o, oh-oo ♪

♪ oh-oh-oh, oh-oo-o, oh-oo
oh-oh-oh, oh-oo-o, oh-oo ♪

♪ hold hope, deep within ♪

♪ you are fighting farther ♪

♪ than my wildest dreams... ♪

Mariana: Didn't Jenna say
that she lived on a farm?

Plates from the Van
she got in are registered

to a Casey Miller
at this address.

And that's the guy who was
watching you in the coffee shop?

Yeah, he sat near us so he
could hear what we were saying.

I mean, if she's so happy
where she is,

then why is this guy
watching her?

Like he doesn't trust her?

[♪]

- Mariana: Who's that?
- Joaquin: I don't know.

But I think we wait
for this guy Casey with the Van.

Mariana:
Or we talk to this woman.

She might tell us
more than he will.

[♪]

Host pepper
would be a deal breaker.

I can't believe you actually did
everything I challenged you to do.

It's been so amazing!

Like, doing things
outside of my comfort zone

has made me feel alive!

(Phone chimes)

It's a booking request
on my site!

Oh, what's it say?

They want to book
my friend sumi from my tiktok.

"She's so funny!"

See? This just proves
my point about exposure.

Sumi, you're supposed to be
my manager, not my competition.

And this booking is the
one thing I will say no to,

because my client comes first.

All right, fine.

I'll give this "yes" thing
a sh*t.

Great! Because I booked you
for a mortician conference.

As in, "I see dead people"?

Yeah, embalmers,
funeral directors.

They want you to help
lighten up the death industry.

Oh! And I've already got
a joke for you.

If no one is laughing, just say,

"I'm dying up here."

Well, that's pretty good,
actually.

Okay. Death industry,
here I come.

Yep!

What did you do?

What did you say to Yuri?

- Ah, here you are.
- Hey.

Your baby mama

came to visit yesterday
to have a chat.

Isabella? Why?

Well, according to her,

I am taking advantage
of the great Gael Martinez.

She feels that 50% commission
would be more fair.

Is that what you're thinking?

No, of course not.

But, I mean,
I... I do a lot of the work.

Well, as I told her,
I guess I got no choice.

You're fired.

[♪]

Gael, I am so sorry.
I was only trying to help.

Well, you didn't help.

You stepped
way over the line, Isabella!

How the hell am I supposed
to support us now, huh?

I'm really so sorry.

- I...
- no. I can't right now.

(Knocking on door)

Hi.

Uh, we're looking
for Casey Miller.

That's my late husband.

Oh. Um, I'm sorry for your loss.

I'm... I'm looking for my sister.

And the last time I saw her,

she was getting into a Van
registered to him.

Oh.

Yeah, it was
a blue Ford econoline.

Yes, he used to have
a Van like that,

but we don't have it anymore.
I'm sorry.

Well, do you happen to know
where it is?

No.

I really should start on dinner.

You know...
That's a lovely passage.

"As for me and my house, we
will serve the lord." Joshua 24:15.

You know it?

Of course, it was Joshua's
last address

to the tribes of Israel.

It's my mom's favorite verse.

Listen...

I really don't know
where the Van is.

My son, Adam, has it.

- Adam Miller?
- Yes.

Okay. Do you by chance
have a number

- or an address for him?
- I don't.

We haven't spoken
in some time.

I understand.

Um, okay, well,
if you hear from him,

will you give me a call?

- Of course.
- Thank you.

I do hope you find your sister.

I'll be praying for you both.

Thank you.

Oh, I don't know wh...

Well, now we know his real name.

- Yeah.
- (car engine starting)

How many Adam Millers
you think there are out there?

(Mariana gasps)

Adam's my brother.

If your sister's with him,

she's in danger.

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