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If you're ever tucked inside Laurel canyon,
this is the street my two sisters used to live on.
If you listen carefully,
you can almost always hear a distant howling.
My name is Emily.
And I was born without a heartbeat.
I'd have been the middle sister.
Right between Elle, the oldest,
and joy, the youngest.
The three of us would have lived on Weepah way.
This would have been our neighborhood.
We would have been three wild animals.
I'm here to show you the last week my sisters spent
on Weepah way.
At the time,
Elle and joy were eight months removed
from moving in to Laurel canyon,
an historic neighborhood between sunset and Ventura.
Two years removed from moving out of the family house
and in with our newly divorced mother.
Three years from discovering our father was cheating.
Four years removed from starting anti-anxiety medication.
And eight years since releasing
their last album as recording artists.
Shit.
- Okay. - Oh, god.
- Different bowl. - What the shit?
Oh, shit. I think it's on fire.
Let me tell you about them.
Elle liked making budgets, but never kept them.
She loved knowing what job paid
for every item in her life.
Joy would report Elle's spending to our mother.
The separation from our parents
didn't trigger any addictions or odd behavior.
There was no real acting out.
Although the trauma might have accentuated
the habits my sisters already had.
This is my father, John.
This is my mother, Lynn.
On the rare occasions Elle and joy saw him,
they invariably went out sailing on the canals
around his new bachelor's retreat.
Mom claimed to enjoy her freedom.
Especially her freedom to stop as frequently as she wanted
on car trips.
Joy, my younger sister,
was the last to let go of the image of our father
as a great man.
Look at this one.
All of the ties to their youth were slipping away.
This is Elle at 24.
This is joy at 22.
This is the house my mom shared with cowboy Lou,
her boyfriend of two weeks
who owned a winery in Paso Robles.
She moved in with him only days after discovering
she had two years before her savings would run out.
Elle and joy, tucked into the hillside of Laurel canyon
believed it would all come together.
All of it for the good.
Elle, roadie threw up all over herself on her Gandalf beard.
And it's dripping.
Here, stay in the shower. Stay there, stay there. Stay!
Welcome to a typical morning with my sisters.
What the fuck? Were you just touching that?
You're vile, why is that out?
- Why are you in here? - I'm in here because I don't wanna
drain roadie's vomit beard in my shower.
- Oh, that's nice. - You okay, honey?
I'm sorry you had to go through that.
You're disgusting, you should be ashamed of yourself.
Mom warned me about this.
That it would be really hard living together,
because I do all the work around here
while you sit here vibrating.
Oh, she said that? Oh, that's interesting.
- 'Cause she said the same thing about you. - Are you kidding me?
Why are you here?
I do so much and mom knows I don't use a vibrator
- to distract me from everyday living. - Great.
Don't use one in the bath either,
you'll get electrocuted. Don't even look at that.
Electrocuted? It's battery operated.
And by the way, that was not me.
No, that was some weird noise in the house. Good night.
I really don't think we should have the party here.
I think everything we've been doing right now is destined to fail.
No, no, no. We are having a party here. Stop.
I don't think anyone is gonna show.
And last year for Halloween,
we ordered 15 pumpkins and carving stations,
and how many people came? Just tell me.
Remind me, for fun.
Two. Hard to forget, isn't it?
It doesn't matter, okay? People are gonna show up.
They have to. We're leaving the country.
They're gonna be asshole friends if they don't.
They are asshole friends.
Half of them are musicians or actors. They're not gonna show up.
By the way, when does Terminix come?
8:00-12:00. Fuckers never give an exact time,
so the guy's window is huge.
Who says 8:00-12:00?
That's like me saying "I'll show up to an audition from 8:00-12:00."
What time are we expecting her? I don't know, 8:00-12:00.
Could be 9:30... Could be 10:15...
Could be 11:52... Could be past 12:00.
Then that's really fucked.
Yeah, no shit.
You gotta get up at 8:00 in case they come at 8:00.
Then you have to live your life staying here just to wait for the rat man.
Shit. Well, it's better that
than it comes out during the party.
It's like...
It still smells like something died in here.
It on... Every time I walk in.
My thing that I'm worried about
is that this house isn't going to look good for our party.
'Cause when dad shows up I don't want him doubting us.
- I don't want him saying, "ooh, there's rats..." -I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
"When dad comes?"
- I might've invited him. - Oh, oh, you told our father
- to come to our going away party? - Yeah, 'cause he's our dad.
- Oh, that's so nice. - He's blood, you know?
Oh, thanks... You fucked up.
Why?
You fucking invited him, when you shouldn't have.
And I know why you did it.
Because in your little, weird, strange, obsessive mind,
you're sitting there in your room
and your mind is racing, your heart is beating fast.
- You're like... - You know what? He's blood.
And we need to just fucking stop pussying out about dad
and getting scared about what he's gonna do at a party.
Admit that you fucked up. And I will let it go.
Just say, "you know what, Elle?
You're right. I did something wrong.
It's my issue."
Admit it right now, you fucked up.
Was that just you?
Was that the smell of you? Your life? Your being?
- Yes. - It smells like an aquarium.
- Yeah, it smells nice... - it smells like a fucking fish tank.
That is rude. And by the way, who cares about my little...
- you made her pant harder. - Who cares if I'm a little stinky.
That's disgusting.
You think my problems of O.C.D. Are a problem.
You need to fucking bathe.
I'm sorry, I sweat like a normal human being.
Ew.
- Do you wash? - Oh, shut up.
- Yes I do. - Do you clean?
Oh, really? Are you asking that question?
Yeah, I am, because your sister is very clean.
Clean skin, clean nails. Clean face.
I... my vagina is always clean.
- My breath never smells. - Your vagina never...
how do you know that your vagina never smells?
I got a physical.
- No, I don't go down and smell. - Oh, yep, mom, oh!
- Vagina's clean. What? - My nails are clean and always done.
My skin is clean.
I wash my feet so they don't smell.
I don't sweat that much because I have the ac on.
I think about these things.
Okay, let me fucking text all of your ex-boyfriends
and ask if your vagina never smelled the entire time you were with them.
Sure, they'll all have the same answer.
Every once in a while you'll have a bad day
because you're on your period and it gets a little stinky.
All right, put the female stuff aside. Clean, all the time.
Yeah, well, at least I didn't lose my virginity
to a 33-year-old fucking creep.
Yeah, that's right. He was 33.
That's Christ's age. Okay?
That's a powerful age right there
to lose your virginity.
"Powerful age to lose your virginity to?"
Are you shitting me right now?
That's a very important age in the biblical times.
Oh, is it?
So Christ was just 33 the entire time he was in the Bible?
- Oh, I didn't know he was frozen in time. - Not saying that.
Most famous age was 33. Crucifixion.
Oh, okay. Crucifixion.
Um, in my mind I feel like maybe
when he was a baby that was a pretty big deal.
When he was like, in a manger in swaddling clothes
and Mary gave birth to him. I think that was a big deal.
Most famous age would be crucifixion.
- Anyone would tell you that, 33. - Oh, really? Is that right? Is that right?
- Is it, is it really that age? - Yeah, it was 33.
Oh, interesting.
Because I would say that if the wise men were here,
they would probably agree with me and say...
Would you talk to the wise men like that,
with that "valley girl" accent?
Yo, wise men, what was the most famous age of Christ?
They would say, 100 percent that it was when he was a baby.
- No, no, no. Get her. - No, no, no.
No, no, she's fine.
I don't feel good about what's been going on.
I'm... I'm fucking upset.
Because we keep getting bad rejection.
And I feel like how roadie looks right now.
Oh, really?
What... oh, yeah. With barf on your face?
Yeah, that's how I feel too.
Yes, I feel like we're just standing there
with barf and shit on our face,
like, "here's our record."
These small comedies, they don't work.
Just last week, I saw a few that my clients were in.
I wanted to poke my eyes out.
And now you want to make a small, independent comedy,
heartfelt or not, nobody's gonna see it.
Hello, down there.
Everyone's so little from up here, aren't they?
Look at that lady.
She doesn't know what's going on up here.
She doesn't know what's going on up here in this office, does she?
- Uh-uh. - It's crazy, right?
We're just up here doing whatever we're doing,
and she's down there walking her fucking kid.
What were we talking about?
I really love that you guys want to produce.
It's one of the reasons I was interested
in representing you.
This is not the one.
Let's put it on the table.
Let's focus on the things that are working for you.
Would the indie financing department be willing to take a look?
That's kinda why we're here.
Can I ask you one more question before we change the subject?
Yeah.
Can we talk about the tour?
- Yeah. - The tour...
Not a good idea.
Why did you change your hair color?
How did that happen?
I mean, this is for a role.
So it's been like this for like a year.
- Like a role in a movie? - In a film.
- Yeah, yeah. - Like a studio pic?
No, no. This really great little independent I did.
Oh, fuck it.
Fuck that shit.
God damn it, I need to pee.
I always wondered if I could jump
from the top of this building to the top of that building.
I think I could make it.
Do like some parkour shit down the side of the building
if I miss... Only if I miss.
In the case that I did miss,
but I think I could just... Clear shot right over there.
Anyway, when can you change your hair back?
Actually, first of all, we're going to Turkey
is our first leg of the tour...
- We're going to Europe. - Turkey...
Yeah, and then I also really...
Everybody in Turkey's poor.
There's no money there. Go to Dubai.
So close. It's just... the production sounds a little like a...
Dumbed... Dumbed down.
It was... It feels dumbed down.
That's hard to say, "dumbed down."
Try that.
"Dumbed down."
Dumbed down.
Yeah, but see, you're missing the second "d."
Say, "dumbed down." It's weird, it sounds...
"dumbed down."
I don't think... Don't say it.
"Dumbed down. You guys dumbed her down."
By the way, it's freezing in here. Please turn the air off.
Look at me, I'm fucking dripping.
You're gross. You're like a miniature mom.
- I'm really hot. - You're menopausing at 22 like her.
It would help you.
You wouldn't wake up in a bath of aquarium water
if you actually turned on the ac and helped yourself.
You know what? I'm gonna have a house when I'm older.
When I'm an adult, when I'm like a grown human,
I'm gonna have my children, that are gonna be fucking adorable and hot.
- And guess what? - Okay. Depends on who you marry.
We're not gonna have any ac ever.
- Ever? - No ac. Nope.
- Just fans. - You live in California.
You can't come over with mom
and turn the air conditioning on, 'cause there isn't one.
That's fine. I don't wanna be invited over.
Good, yeah, well, guess what...
You're just really a mean person.
- You don't care about your family. - Unlike you, unlike you,
I can be by myself and not have a panic attack in my own bed, like...
Really? We're gonna fucking talk and joke about my panic attacks?
I'm a creative being.
I suffer with anxiety and O.C.D.
Just like people like Beethoven and Mozart.
Those people had the same fucking issues.
And they ended up killing themselves because of...
So now you're wishing that you're dead.
That's first of all, really dark.
- Bye. Let's go there. I'm dead. - Really bad. Oh, you're dead?
Okay, good night. Good bye. Oh, bye. I miss you.
Good night. Bye. I just died.
- I'll miss you. I'll think of you. - Bye. I died of natural causes.
Okay. I don't know why you're still talking because you're dead, right?
And you're gonna be a terrible mother, very selfish.
- Go text mom about it. - Maybe I will. You know what?
Oh mom, I ate a tuna fish sandwich today.
Mom, I had steak for dinner. Mom, I wiped my butt.
- I already left the room. - Oh mom, I brushed my teeth.
I already left the room. Your words can't hurt me.
I... oh mom, I changed my underwear.
Should I change my underwear again,
'cause I think there was some ovulation in it.
- I'm gonna change it a third time. - Okay... okay...
Come on. We both went a little too far.
Look at me.
Look me in the eye.
You were rude and rude.
You were rude.
We need to treat each other with respect,
we're all we got.
Who is it?
My gyno.
Hello?
Yes.
Don't forget to wash roadie.
I know. Go.
Hey, Claudia.
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Okay, but is this actually a serious thing?
'Cause last time that I came over,
you guys lost my pee sample.
Hey, joy?
When's the last time I had sex?
My son is my only one.
Claudia had cleaned our family house
for more than a decade.
We'd been there for the senseless deaths
of three of her family members.
She couldn't leave the country for any of their funerals.
She told my sisters about mom's drinking.
But before anyone intervened,
mom moved in with cowboy Lou
and no one ever brought it up again.
And then he looking at me like...
Very bad... Very mad to me.
He say, "I don't want it, this kid."
I said, "you don't want it, but I want my son."
You no want to be with us, the door is open.
- You're out. - Yeah.
- Lot of women, single mom. - Uh-huh, true.
He don't want my son. He don't want to give it the last name.
I say, "no problem. My son is gonna have my last name."
- No problem. - What's the difference?
You don't wanna give it? Okay. Keep it.
Anyway, when you die you're gonna take it.
Who's gonna need it.
Yeah, what do you think?
Well, should we put one up there?
No, no, no. Because the bigger the cheese,
the more of an aroma it sends off
and these rats come sniffing.
Yeah, I mean we do,
let's kill 'em. We wanna kill 'em.
You do or you don't.
I mean, I charge 120 to extract a rat
or a opossum...
All right, yeah. No, we're gonna do it.
- You are? - Yeah. I think we should, right?
Um, how about you give me your number and I'll call you
and then I'll have your number.
It's always worked in the past.
- -Don't fix it if it's not broke.
- Right, okay. - Right, right.
I don't have to worry in case one of you are showering
or busy trying stuff on.
- You know what? - That way we can always...
Uh, let's get both of yours.
- I'll do it. I'll do it. - No, no, no.
We're gonna put our mom's cell.
I think... yeah, mom's cell is the safest.
You'll get a hold of her easy. It's fine.
She's a robust, young, 39... 4...
What would you say, early 40s?
- No, she's in her 50s. - Okay...
Yeah, but she's healthy. She's doing good.
Yeah, she's great.
- That could work, I could do that. - She'll be the one...
- Yeah, she'll let you know. - She'll answer...
Yeah, she'll answer any questions...
She's not... Like tight around the waist?
Uh... I'm good, I'm good.
That's all I need.
Got a couple visuals.
That was interesting.
There's a date right there for me.
What's mom doing? Have you texted her yet?
Pfft, no. I don't know what she's doing today.
I think she has ballet class again.
So you haven't heard from her then? Huh.
No.
You did a a tic after that.
Okay, well, you have your own weird habits.
I know I do, Elle. I have to do it.
- It makes me feel good. - No, you don't have to do it.
You can have self control.
Well, we both do it.
It's our O.C.D. Can't help it.
Okay, well, your habits are getting worse.
Just saying.
Yours are, huh.
- You're taking long showers again. - No, I'm not.
Yes, you are. Because mine are getting cold.
And you're touching windows, and doorknobs,
and fucking curtains and shit.
I don't do that any more.
So you're telling me that you don't touch walls
or shampoo or conditioner.
Maybe the shampoo and conditioner bottles sometimes.
Yeah. Huh.
- You just did it again. - Yeah, well, you made me nervous.
Yeah, well, that's too bad.
At least I'm not touching random shit like this.
What, do you watch me in the shower, you weirdo?
I don't do it like that either.
I do it like this.
Oh, okay. That makes sense.
Not that you deserve to know.
Mm-hmm.
What?
- Dad texted us. - Ew.
What did he say?
Oh, he wants to bring Susan on Friday.
Well, hell no.
This is exactly why we don't invite him to things.
- Think about mom. - When mom meets her, she'll be nice.
She's nice to everyone.
Okay, still, fuck no. Huh.
- I agree. - Huh.
Sorry, okay? I know, I did it again.
Fuck.
Huh.
Okay. Yes. I know.
Oh, my gosh.
Stop. It's a problem.
- Huh. - Stop. Don't.
Don't. You'll make me do it the whole ride.
Ah-huh.
Huh.
Aw, shit. What did I start?
We could just have mom do it.
Wait, uh... Shit, I gotta get...
Really?
Smells like piss.
Didn't get my keys on purpose.
Joy insisted on taking all dry cleaning
to the commons in calabasas.
The man who ran the store
always complimented their taste in clothing.
Something joy refused to let go of.
It can be oddly important, encouragement.
- What's going on here? - Hmm?
With the drinking in the middle of the day on Tuesday?
I mean, I like it, don't get me wrong.
It's cool. But it's not like you.
Um, we might as well be honest.
- We are... - We're depressed.
- Incredibly depressed. - So you are sad.
I didn't know if you were just like partying
or if you're actually sad.
Partying in calabasas? Yeah.
No, we're upset. We're hanging on.
This is Dan.
This is us upset.
Why, why do you feel...
What face are you doing?
He's one of my favorites.
It's like we're not getting support when it comes to the record coming out,
help with this film we wanna get made.
They don't want us to tour, they want us to be here...
They don't want us to tour.
Auditioning for horrible little slasher films.
Where you die naked in a really weird scene.
- Like literally, shit like that. - It's great... yeah...
- It's like... - okay, well let me ask you this.
You should've listened to the audition
that we had to run the other day
for a movie called "the divide."
- It was appalling. - It was appalling.
And this is like a movie that literally
they would give their left arm for us to book.
The den is a dark place. I never wanna go back.
I can't believe you really did fall.
What was captivity like?
I don't wanna go into it.
But Jessup, he lost his arm.
And Jonah,
he has no leg...
Legs.
Those are always the first to go.
That boy loved to climb.
Let me ask you,
what is your ultimate goal would you say?
Like what if you had to tell somebody in five to ten years
this is where I wanna be, what is that?
Mm... I wanna be super legit.
For sure. But can we like...
Narrow that down a little bit.
Be more specific.
That's definitely... Yeah, that's a wide...
Um...
I think just respected.
I wanna be the greatest comedic actress of my time.
Of like, my age.
Well, shit.
I'll cheers to that.
Not something I've never heard before
- but sure, I liked it. - But you know what?
That, that's totally possible.
You could do that.
It's just about setting the intention and moving towards it.
But people also don't really have trust in women
- being able to make movies either. - Right.
So that's, I think, maybe the biggest part.
Honestly, I should've been born with a dick.
So we wanna be men.
- We'd be a lot happier. - We wanna be men. That's what we wanna be.
- We missed you, Dan. - I missed you guys.
You know what we need, is we need a Dan, Elle, and joy hang.
- A little smoky-smoke time. - Oh, for sure.
- In your bed. - Absolutely.
- With some chips. - I miss that.
- Chip bed! - Chip bed!
Then we'd smoke and get the munchies
and the little chips would be everywhere.
And the chips would... you guys always thought that was weird.
It's strange. It was abnormally crumb heavy.
It was a lot of crumbs. Heavy on the crumbs.
It was almost kinda like you just took the bag and just went...
- It was almost... - it's nice to lay on a bed of crumbs.
There's almost an erotic quality to it.
Does this affect women when you try to bring them over to your house
- and they notice it too? - What, all the chips? No.
Do they ever like get in there and go like,
- "ooh, it hurts." - A little crunchy.
Most girls like it. It's intriguing.
You know, they don't know what they're feeling.
It's a little bit of pain. A little bit of pleasure.
They're like ohh! Is...
Is that a chip in my ass or...
That's a chip in your ass, baby.
And I'ma get it.
I eat that chip.
No. No.
Is that a tortilla or is that a...
Is that a... Is that a...
We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
I'm just saying, I know you got cute girls
that you could throw my way.
- It won't come to that. - No, we're not doing that.
Anyway...
I'm gonna hook up with all your friends.
- You're a jerk. - Whether you like it or not,
I'm gonna kiss all your friends.
- You're already bad enough with us. - How many female friends
- have you made out with? - Since when?
- Since... - In my life?
I don't know, since chip bed.
- What? - We kissed that night. You don't remember?
What are you talking about?
What are you talking about that I'm talking about?
Have you... did you... Have you told her that?
- Or was that first... - No, it's coming out now I'm sorry.
We maybe...
- Had sex? What the fuck? - No.
Got fingered with a chip? I mean, what are you...
Oh, my gosh!
What? No. We... we made out.
We had a little make-out session on the chip bed.
- When you were asleep. - Well yeah, I mean, it was years ago.
- It was like for a second... - How many Dan?
- How many have you kissed? - Why are you doing this?
- It's getting weird now. - How many girls?
- It is... - Just stop. Stop yourself.
You're getting a little weird. How is your mom?
Mama Lynn. It's been too long.
- It's good. - She's good.
She's good. Thanks again.
That was the least convincing, "she's great."
- She is dating a guy named, cowboy Lou. - You know what, she's happy.
- And he's not a cowboy. - Yeah...
He like works at a winery, I think.
She's dating a cowboy that works at a... that's cool.
They're living together.
- They're literally living together. - She's known him for two weeks.
- Two weeks and they're living together? - Yeah.
Is she happy?
She's really happy.
Well, then that's all that matters, right?
I don't know.
♪ And you just need a new direction to go... ♪
Now bring it back. Bring it back.
Yeah.
Can you please not get on the freeway?
Go up the hill to our old house.
Why?
'Cause I wanna be there for memory purposes.
What? You're so weird. And no.
You have to get past the gate, dummy.
You think they're gonna forget us?
Pervert Sam is probably still working there,
- he'll let us in. - Oh...
- I'm serious. - I wanna hop the fence and take a swim.
It'll feel adventurous, and nice.
I wanna do it. They're not in town right now.
They're in France in June. You know that.
Yeah, but there's probably somebody there that's waiting, watching the house.
There's no way they have someone there that's waiting.
No way. We can easily do this.
We talk about being spontaneous all the fucking time.
And today I wanna be spontaneous.
I wanna sit there and feel like a kid.
Yeah... I miss being a kid.
'Kay. This roundabout, turn around.
- Fine. - I knew that would work.
Do I have to show some cleavage or something?
Mm-hmm, yep.
- That's high-collared. - Oh, shit.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, you're bait.
- Hi, hey. - Hi, Sam.
- Hey. - Oh, yeah. It's so good to see you.
- How are you? - Very nice to see you too. Go on in.
- I think we should do it now. - Well, if we just... right now?
Yes, today. We keep fucking putting it off.
My sisters found out our father was cheating
before our mom did.
Waiting for how much longer?
I don't know, it's already been three weeks.
It was agonizing watching them decide when to tell her.
It's frustrating.
Well, I'm sorry, it's not the right time.
- When is the right time? - In a half hour.
Oh, okay...
I was more upset that they had to tell her
than that he had done it in the first place.
You know,
the worst part is that...
My dad can really be a wonderful person.
Always when you least expect.
Truly wonderful.
What if she just finds out on her own?
No.
No, I'm saying, what if she just fucking figures it out
because he starts to become more lazy about it.
- Ready? - Yep.
- Okay, on the count of three. - Okay.
One... two...
Three!
♪ When I need it so badly why do you not come to defend ♪
♪ Is there any way to tell me ♪
♪ That you're gonna be a terrible friend ♪
♪ Remind me of a distant constellation ♪
♪ The way you color it up but don't let me touch ♪
♪ So now you want to know is that important ♪
♪ Well maybe now and that just depends ♪
♪ It just depends
It's too cold out when you're holding it under.
The game's not the same.
A lot of people say my sisters need to let go of the past
but I can see why they don't want to.
This house is amazing.
Mm.
- Elle? - Yeah?
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm okay. Are you?
- You with me? - Yeah.
Shit, life was so much easier when we lived here.
Yeah, no kidding.
You never realize it in the moment, do you?
Never.
It's like, "mom, can you make me a sandwich.
Dad, can you wash my car?"
I just wanna be a kid again.
No kidding.
It's the best.
It really is.
I want that feeling again, you know?
Uh, it's gone. It's not coming back anytime soon.
Shit.
When we have kids though, we'll get it back.
And we'll live vicariously through them.
Yeah...
I just wanna go back.
And all of a sudden, bam.
Our mom taught my sisters how to train squirrels
but never had a well-trained dog.
She arrived for flights hours in advance.
She never packed sexy panties on her trips with our dad.
She punished joy for intentionally stripping her vocal cords at school.
She encouraged her girls to bring friends over
but never respected parents who didn't introduce themselves.
She had my sisters stop eating fast food at 18 and 16.
She loved to cook, but never taught my sisters how.
Maybe she wanted to be needed.
Gardening was a therapy that she guilted them for not helping with.
She realized when my sisters moved out
that she had almost no friends.
- Uh... excuse me? - Hi.
Are you guys supposed to be here?
Don't you think it's kinda weird
that we go all the way to calabasas for dry cleaning?
No, I like going to the commons, it's sweet.
Yeah, we should probably find a new place that's like closer.
I need to stop.
Hey, if I tell you something,
do you promise not to tell mom?
Uh, it kinda depends on what it is.
No, you just have to agree that you're not going to tell mom.
Because this is between you and I
and it's something private. So... just say that.
Uh... I don't like that.
No, it's not a big deal, just promise me
just to stay calm and not freak out
- and not tell mom. - No, I won't.
Can we stop up here, please?
Hold on, hold on.
I just gotta catch my breath.
The fuck?
- You're out of shape. - Gotta do more cardio.
Yeah, no kidding.
Okay, I need you to come with me to the gyno tomorrow
because they think I have cervical cancer.
Cancer?
Elle always ordered what joy did at restaurants.
Even though joy was younger, she was the first to kiss a boy,
first to have her period, first to lose her virginity.
My sisters truly believed
angels watched over them as children.
I'm not sure they still do.
That's cute.
- Right? Farewell, ladies. - Yeah.
Seeing Dan made me think
that I haven't been on a date in ten months.
Huh?
- Come here. - Yeah.
Ew.
That's him on set. He booked a fucking movie.
- With her? - Yeah!
- Ew. - I guarantee it's a small role.
Has to be. Not listed in the trades.
No fan sites are listing about it.
No blogs.
- Okay, you did your research. - He looks horrible there.
That's bad. Who would part their hair like that?
I like it, it's kinda messy.
Uh-uh.
That's bad, the teeth are really bad there.
Well, I think he kind of like got them fixed a little bit.
He got caps.
No, I don't think so. I think that's him.
They look like dentures.
No, I think he just got them like shaved a little.
Shaved?
Yeah, you know how they just even them out.
- They look bigger. - No, it looks cute.
Just fucking agree with me like I want you to.
I'm just being real with you, bro. He looks good.
Fuck. No. Most of these are bad.
They're probably dating.
They could be.
No, they're definitely dating. You can tell.
- They have like a thing. - Oh, shut up.
- Oh, are you a little jealous? - I know what you're doing.
"Oh, they're dating."
- Yeah? - See? That one's ugly.
He looks awesome.
- Say that one's bad. - Hot.
Work with me.
Fine. He looks okay in some of these.
Don't be bitter. There, there.
No, I'm over it anyway.
Mm-hmm. That's what we all say.
Over it enough to look it up.
Do I look good?
- I feel round. - What do you mean?
My butt. It's full.
It likes to come out.
Dudes like that.
Yeah...
I shouldn't have canceled Jerry.
I feel like shit.
Canceling Jerry for one session
is not gonna change your entire body.
Hold on, though. If you're saying that,
that means you kind of agree.
- So I am. I look bigger. - No, no, no, no, no.
I'm not. No, I'm not.
I mean, what, how much do you weigh?
I'm like five pounds over what I usually am.
That's bad, huh?
Um... no.
That was a bad reaction.
- Sorry. - It's muscle.
Oh, please. I hate when people say that.
I know, I hate it too but it's kinda true.
That your butt is muscle.
No, that muscle adds pounds.
So that's most of it, I guess.
- I think you look great, more or less. - "More or less?"
Actually we would probably create the ultimate human being.
The perfect human being! Yeah.
Visually it would have our best attributes.
My eye shape with your lashes,
with my lips, with my teeth,
with your nose,
with your hair...
- Ooh, I like that. - With your butt.
Willow, what do you think?
I think I know what she's been thinking about.
She's been thinking about you telling mom about your tests.
She told me.
"Elle, will you please tell mommy about your testings."
She needs to know. She really does.
And I feel like if she comes
before the party really gets going...
Joy, we're not telling mom about my test.
- Really? - No.
We're not gonna tell her.
Joy, we're waiting until she's here at the house
and by the way, she's gonna be late like she always is.
No, no, no. Tell her here at the party.
Set aside, go to another room,
- and explain it to her. - Yeah, except then she'll start drinking,
and she'll accidentally say something to one of our friends
'cause she's like drunk and having fun.
And she thinks it's funny to say something.
I'm sorry, I'm not doing that.
I don't know why you're so weird about me having to tell her.
I know... I don't...
Because you keep saying Saturday and that's the day we leave.
I mean, yeah, I'll text her at the airport.
We can't just send you on the road if there's an issue.
I don't think the news is gonna be bad,
I'm just saying we should be ready to tell mom soon.
Okay, well, I'm not... I'm not telling mom, period.
You tell her every single little detail about your life
and I don't have to do the exact same thing too.
We're two different people.
So don't say anything until we know for sure.
Sorry.
She's mad at me.
The only thing Elle really loved about the house
was the view of the canyon from her bed.
It was a simple view that you grew to love.
You can grow to love almost anything.
It's god's gift.
Are you sad 'cause your mommies fight?
Hmm?
Are you sad because your mommies fight?
I'm sorry.
It's sad...
Joy wanted Elle to demonstrate repeatedly
how much she needed her.
Elle wanted joy not to need her so much.
- Elle, look at this. - Yeah?
- What? - It's like a big dick.
- What? - Look it.
I can't find the power... Oh, shit!
We're good.
Yes! Yes! Come to mama.
You're gonna fall.
- The gardeners are fired. - No shit.
- Text them. - I can't do that. It's rude.
Let's ask mom what we should do.
Joy, we text mom about everything
about 500 times a day.
I think we can handle this on our own.
She's not gonna be around forever
- for us to ask her questions. - All right.
I'm sick of you fucking saying things like that.
- Oh, really? - Yes, it's rude.
Because if I was her,
I would be super annoyed with you.
- Really? - Yeah, I'd fucking hate it.
How's this for annoying?
- Joy. Joy stop. - Yeah, you like that?
Are you out of your mind?
- That good? - Joy, stop!
Good, you feel good? You feel blown?
Stop.
You are a very disturbed young woman.
Hey, John!
Did the gardeners come for you?
Yeah, I think so.
- What happened to your pants? - We're good, we're gonna get rid of them.
You're in your underwear, you freak.
- He's gay. - Oh, oh, so he's gay?
Okay, so that means it's fine for you to be in your underwear?
Next time Terminix comes over,
why don't you just greet him at the door in your underwear.
Ernie's different.
I'm a little worried sometimes.
About what? Me? The gyno stuff?
No, no, no, no. I think you're gonna be fine.
- Oh, thanks. - I do.
I've been praying about it.
I worry about mom. Just her and cowboy Lou.
Like she tends to just disappear and do her own thing.
- Yeah. - I don't wanna lose her.
I feel like we've already lost dad
and it's kinda redundant and horrible if we lose both.
We're not gonna lose mom.
We are doing the dance.
This is my cocktail.
My girl drinks heavy.
I... saw you sitting at the bar.
And wanted you to dance with me.
Do I know you?
- Gregory. - Gregory?
- Pleasure. Janet. - Pleasure.
That was too masculine, I shouldn't do that move.
Yeah.
Shall we set down our drinks?
What are you doing later?
- I'm going to Jimmy's bar? - Jimmy's bar?
Yeah. You never heard of it? I love that place.
My tits are shaking.
Does that ever happen to you?
Only on the weekends when I let 'em loose.
You're the guy, you can't have boobs.
Yes, guys sometimes have man titties.
- So Gregory's out of shape? - Yes.
- All right. - He's a little thick in the waist.
I know, it's good to know for our story.
Gregory, you work out often?
No, I just drink whiskey.
I feel like you look a little soft.
Sorry, that's rude, we just met.
- Hey, Elle? - Yeah.
You're killing me up here with the nail Polish fumes and the smoke.
Why are you doing this?
Uh, I'm sorry. I'm stressed and I want my nails to look nice.
We're getting ready for a party and our mother is here.
Hold on! We're coming down.
- Can you get the gate? - She always does this. She has a key.
- Please get the gate. - I don't have a damn key.
- Mom, use your key. - Mom, we're trying to get ready.
We gave you two keys.
I don't have a key with me.
There's an extra key in that pot.
We can't come down right now.
I want somebody to come down and let me in.
No, this is really rude. I just drove all the way...
If you face the gate to your left, there's a pot.
And in the pot there's a little hose head that looks like it's fake.
I don't wanna have to dig through it and look for it.
I just... we're here...
Okay, all right, all right, all right, all right.
Just let me... joy, what is wrong with you?
I'm coming down.
She's been emotional.
Will you shut up, please?
What? You have. And it was dumb to invite dad.
No, I'm sorry I like sharing things with my family.
Like cancer tests.
Cancer tests?
Elle had a test this week for cervical cancer.
They were worried they found something.
It's nothing. It's nothing. They just...
They wanna make sure that it's an abnormal test result.
It was a follow up.
How do you not tell me this?
Thanks for keeping a secret, joy.
I'm sorry, I don't like secrets when it comes to family.
This is mom, okay? No. Had to.
Well, she wants to have her own life.
So I'm letting her have it.
Well, Elle, that's different.
- That is completely unfair. - Yeah.
Well, you were the one that said we come to you too much.
And you want this new era where you're living your own life,
so there you go.
It's completely reasonable that your mom would want
to make her own friends and go on trips
and take care of the things in her life.
My mom died when she was ten years older than I am right now.
Ten years, I have to live those ten years
as fully as I can.
And if that means, horses and hiking
and spending time with my lover,
then that's what I need to do.
But that doesn't mean I'm not concerned if you're in a hospital.
Mom, you're not gonna die in ten years from now.
That's so young. How can you say something like that?
And I'm not in a hospital.
And this lover of yours
you've known for two weeks.
- What did they say? - That's true.
They don't know. I'll find out tomorrow.
Don't get carried away, god.
- Told her, she should tell you. - Shut up, joy.
Okay.
My heart did start to beat a little too fast there for a minute.
Yeah. Mine too.
Now, Elle's right. We shouldn't get worried.
Until we actually know that there's something to be worried about.
Joy's worried you're moving too fast with Lou.
We're getting married.
I know it, he's the one.
I am totally in love.
- Mom... - Oh, okay, that's great mom...
But you've known this guy for two weeks.
- Two weeks. - Okay. And his name is Lou.
- Say it out loud, "Lou." - "Lou."
I know, I know. I get it.
I told him, if I'm gonna take your last name, you have to change your first.
Okay. Wait. Hold on.
You're talking about name changes
and marriage already.
What is going on?
Oh, if you guys could hear the messages he leaves for me.
Your father isn't even capable of kindness like this.
I know. We love that Lou is sweet to you.
Mom, but we've also noticed
you're drinking a lot more with him.
Oh, stop it. I hardly drink at all with him.
No, no, no, no. No drinking tonight. It's not happening.
You could say it a little nicer.
Maybe I'll just bust out the vaporizer.
Okay, see this is why you have to be real with her.
- Don't... definitely don't do that. - Or she doesn't listen.
I'm not drinking tonight.
Okay, just... Just protect yourself.
That's all I'm saying.
Because who knows if all the things he's telling you
end up actually being true, mom.
Yeah, look at Syd. I didn't know his issues right away.
Still invited him tonight.
I still have feelings for him.
- You invited Reed. - Yeah, has no issues.
- He's poor. - That is not why I broke up with him, joy.
You both like having a man around.
That's okay. It's normal.
Yeah, thank you. Very normal.
Just don't fall into bad habits.
Okay. Well let's agree to be cautious with all men. How about that?
Yeah, but with Lou I know...
I mean, it's as clear as...
It's just love. I know he's younger.
I mean, he is. But not really.
I met his friends and I look, you know, pretty
much as young as they do for the most part.
Take your time, mom. Just move slow.
'Cause right now, it's like you're hanging out with him
and we feel like we're kinda losing you.
And you're on your own. And you don't call us as much.
Okay, mom. That's all we're saying.
But this is the kind of love I've been waiting for.
And he treats me so well.
Okay, well, that's great. We're really happy for you.
But we're just saying,
that you don't know him after just two weeks.
No, you don't.
So when you've known him more, you can say that.
And stop talking about marriage. It's not allowed. Okay?
I mean, you obviously didn't know dad well enough.
So I can't trust you.
And that's the point. This is already completely different.
And while we're there,
he was a great dad to you guys.
He gave you a great childhood.
It was good. It was good when we were little.
Yeah, just that fun thing, he just lost that.
- Whatever that thing was. Lost that. - Completely.
Did he ever have it?
Oh, yeah. No. He was actually kind of adorable.
All I'm saying is, if you're gonna get married again,
you better do it the right way.
I knew what I was getting.
But... did you really?
'Cause then you should've just gotten an annulment.
Yeah, I think I did.
You knew?
I think I did.
Look what came out of it.
How could I possibly regret that?
I guess, but you could've still had really awesome children
with some other dude.
Yeah, but they wouldn't be you guys.
- True. But you don't know. - You don't know that.
- You would never know. - No regrets.
- You would never know... - No regrets.
- You would never know... - Never any regrets.
- Shut up. - I love you, mama.
- No regrets. - Mm.
I love you, baby.
So what are you guys wearing tonight?
Oh, we are wearing really cute dresses.
Uh, they're vintage.
And mine looks kinda like a little...
Like a little sailor girl. It's really cute.
Aww. Adorable. And what about joy?
Hers is um... Like a heart shaped little dress,
that is gray and has like a little shift bottom.
Darlings, darling girls.
You requested some tea.
Is it tea time? Is it about that time?
All right, this is what dad would always do.
He'd come in as Rogers, right?
He'd play this really really
kind of frothy English character.
And he had a horrible accent and we were these two little girls he worked for.
And he'd come down and he'd go,
"girls, it's time for tea. Would you like a little tea before bed?"
And then he'd trip, of course.
And then we would be like,
"Rogers, you can't trip all over our things.
This is a very upscale bedroom.
You're working for two princesses.
Don't get our things wet."
And so he'd come on the bed and he'd go,
"I'm so sorry. Rogers has just had a horrible day.
Very busy in the kitchen."
And he'd come sit down and he'd show us his little array of different flavors.
He'd go, "there's one that's hibiscus, hydrangea.
There's a Berry bliss and a mandarin orange flavor.
Which one are you feeling?
And we'd pick a flavor.
And of course we'd have to fake that flavor and go,
"oh, it's so good.
Oh, Rogers. We love when you make us tea."
And he'd sit there and we'd kind of talk about our days
just, I don't know, school or just hanging out.
Or what we were up to.
And then at the end, he would go,
"all right, well, Rogers is off the clock.
It's been a very busy day.
My two little princesses fall asleep now."
And he'd kind of walk out of the room
and gather up his tea set and trip on the way out.
And we'd go, "Rogers, you're getting our things wet."
He'd go, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.
Rogers is a very clumsy man. Thank you. Sorry."
And he'd do that thing where he pulls his head back.
"Sorry. I'm being pulled.
I'm being summoned by my housekeeper."
- Oh, man. - And that's it, that's my story.
I wish Rogers was real.
You do know like two or three people
are gonna show up tonight, right?
Yeah... yep.
Foti fotat.
- That was beautiful. - That's nice, that's nice.
- Aw, I love it. Don't stop. - Nice, nice, nice.
- So cool. - So pretty, Brian.
Wonderful.
So I was thinking about, um, "boy" and um,
I'm not sure that we should go with the intro first.
I think we should try to pick up from the verse.
- Okay. - Where we just start with the verse.
- Yeah. Instead of just going... - Right on the vocal.
Yeah, I think it kind of hits harder.
A little bit more emotion.
- Okay, cool. - Now, um...
So one, two, three, four.
♪ I called you a sweet boy
♪ you're nothing but weak, boy ♪
♪ And you're nothing but meek, boy ♪
I like that.
♪ I called you a love, boy
♪ you're all the above, boy
♪ you're just not enough, boy
Nice.
♪ And I blame your mother ♪
♪ And I blame your father ♪
♪ Since you have a brother ♪
♪ I blame his mother
Right into the chorus.
♪ I wish I never laid my eyes ♪
♪ On that pretty face of yours ♪
♪ You have a heart
♪ that only a mother could love ♪
One more time.
♪ I wish I never laid my eyes ♪
♪ On that pretty face of yours ♪
♪ You have a heart
♪ that only a mother could love. ♪
Nice.
We changed that melody actually going up.
♪ Only a moth...
- Which I think is better. - It's better.
Okay. Okay. Cool.
I don't know why, we just... it's not on the record.
- But who cares. - Yeah, whatever.
Um, but that's the good thing about live,
is that you can do whatever you want.
- It doesn't have to be like the record. - Yeah, yeah.
And then not doing the intro I think helped, as well.
I think so too.
- Yeah, you know what I mean? - The energy immediately goes up.
And regardless of where we place it in a set,
that doesn't affect anything that it just goes right away.
- No, you just don't say anything for it. - Just a count off.
- You just go right in from another song. - Okay, cool, yeah.
- No. - From the top, one more time.
I mean, even if I'm trying to think what would be a...
okay.
You know even ending on a "hothouse" ending
and then going right into this would be really pretty.
- Mm-hmm. Yeah, that would. - Yeah.
'Cause in rehearsal it didn't... it felt good
but it felt too relaxed or something to intro it.
- It was kinda disjointed. - Like it was, okay good night.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Okay. Let's start it from there one more time.
All right here...
Here we go. One, two, three, four.
♪ I called you a sweet boy
♪ you're nothing but weak, boy ♪
♪ And you're nothing but meek, boy ♪
Nice.
♪ I called you a love, boy
♪ you're all the above, boy
♪ you're just not enough, boy
mm-hmm.
♪ And I blame your mother ♪
♪ And I blame your father ♪
♪ Since you have a brother
♪ I blame his mother
♪ I wish I never laid my eyes ♪
♪ On that pretty face of yours ♪
♪ You have a heart
♪ that only a mother could love ♪
Nice. Again.
♪ I wish I never laid my eyes ♪
♪ On that pretty face of yours ♪
♪ You have a heart
♪ that only a mother could love ♪
Nice. Now break down, break down the hook.
- ♪ I wish I never - yeah.
- ♪ laid my eyes - nice.
- ♪ On that pretty face - ♪ face
- nice. - ♪ you have a heart
- ♪ that only a mother could love ♪ -♪ only a
nice.
♪ I wish I never
♪ laid
♪ You have a heart
- ♪ that only - nice.
- And into the bridge, right? - And into the bridge.
♪ I planted a seed, boy
♪ now you watch it grow, boy
♪ long after I leave, boy
♪ long after I leave
you can tell when somebody is like vibing on your man.
Like you know what I mean? Oh, yeah, that's like...
Yeah, that's true.
You're kinda like,
"yeah, like you're friends,
but like she would go for it."
- And that's... and I know. - Yeah, right. Mm-hmm. That's weird.
- And mama knows. - "Mama knows?"
"Mama knows. Mama knows best."
Mama knows and mama doesn't like that.
Has that ever happened to you, like personally?
The guy that I was supposed to lose my virginity to...
- Supposed to! - Supposed to!
- My... - In my house.
- Like it was very, it was planned... - I planned it out.
- My room. - I planned it out.
I kind of did do that but then...
No, my best friend actually had sex with him
underneath my nose, twice!
Uh, no, sweetheart.
The girls are here for you
just as much as for your sister.
- They're your friends, too. - That's I think what it is.
Sometimes I feel like we're just like a unit.
Like you get one, you get the other.
- But do you think... - some people don't want the other.
See, I think it's coming from you.
I think other people perceive you as a separate thing.
You are not your sister, you're not an extension of your sister.
You're you. You're this glorious, talented, beautiful girl.
And I think that's what people see, honey.
Yeah.
Of course, I'm in here with mom in the bathroom.
What could be better?
Had sex with her the night before and was about to have sex with her that night.
- Oh, no. - Oh, my god.
No, no, nothing with me. We made out, I was like...
Were you devastated?
But you weren't like official yet?
No, we were official. He fully cheated on me.
Were you devastated?
Yeah, but I was so mad at him because she told me...
obviously...
- This ended the friendship. - Uh, no. It ended the relationship.
She told me in the car and she's like...
- the way she did it was so creepy. - Ooh.
And she looked at me and she's like,
and she was the driver, I didn't have a license yet,
and she's just like, "I had sex with Richard."
And she was smiling.
She was like, "ooh, perfect. She played right into it.
And like he was like crying, it was very sad.
- He cried? - Yeah, he was very upset.
- Well, why the fuck did he do it? - Exactly.
- Because he's just a stupid man. - Motherfucker.
I mean, he had like played like this like...
I'm sorry.
Remember, John,
"share, care, and beware."
You got this.
Thanks, babe.
John brought Susan to the party against my sister's wishes.
Sometimes "John" feels better than saying "dad."
Hey, man.
What's up?
Hi, Syd.
- Joy. - Do you like my coat?
- I love it. - Thank you.
- Huh? - Come on, take it off.
Why are you doing this? It's cold.
I brought a water slide.
- Water slide? - You brought a water slide?
Yes, I brought a water slide.
Sorry, tight arms. You got me too small of a size.
- Where are you gonna put a water slide? - What the hell?
Books are different.
Yeah.
You wanna show me around?
Yeah.
I'll show you some other new things.
Here's my room.
It's lovely.
Don't need to see that.
Come on, you pussies, do a shot with me.
Ow... I haven't even seen them.
Oh, give them a break.
I was at pumpkin carving thing a couple years ago.
Oh, the pumpkin carving party.
- Yeah. Dan was there. - That was so painful.
I wasn't invited to a pumpkin carving...
That's 'cause only two of us showed up.
Don't get all butthurt about the pumpkin carving party, okay?
What... you didn't even know them until like a year ago.
- A year and a half ago. - We go back.
- We're the old friends. - We're old school.
- You're new school. - Well, you know what?
Who goes back, me and Lynn.
- Oh, don't get me started on Lynn. - We go way, way back.
No, you can't claim this woman
- this woman has known me... - No, she's mine.
Since I was a toddler practically.
- Nice. - Mm-hmm.
- Those are dudes'. - Those are lady boxers.
I mean, really... Ah, yes.
Look, all you have to do,
is try my slide and I'll leave you alone.
You actually found my favorite suit.
Believe it or not. Turn around.
By the way, I hear you have a new little man in your life.
Yeah, I do.
- Ooh. - You guys would love him.
He's super grounded, super down to earth.
He um, he wishes he could be here.
- Where is he tonight? - Oh, he had to work.
Oh, how long you guys been dating?
Oh, it's been a little while.
- Yeah? - All right.
- Fun. - Hey, where are the girls?
Um...
- Oh, my god. - What? I've barely seen them.
I think joy is in her room.
Well, you know, I will go and get them out.
But before I do, does anybody want um...
What?
- Whoa! - Oh!
- A smoke? - Coming in hot.
This is why I love you, Lynn.
You're the coolest mom of all time.
I wish my mom was like you.
A little present, a little present from mommy.
I thought I was the only one who brought crack to this party.
Apparently not.
I'm in good company.
- No peeking. Huh-uh. - All right.
- Okay. Very good. Oh, my... okay. - Move the long hair, just a little bit.
All right. Okay.
A little precaution.
Put up the shield of protection.
Shield?
Are you kidding me with the double doors?
Why am I turned around then?
Because, it's important to me.
No, no, no, no, no. We're making a deal.
Now this is definitely your bed.
Oh, yes, mm-hmm. Do you like the new artwork?
- I do. - Good.
- It's a nice addition. - Yeah, I agree.
Is it a little weird that it's above my bed?
No, no. It's completely normal.
- It's... - Does that say something bad about me?
My back has been bothering me lately.
Oh, no.
You know what? When you're... when you're first with somebody
and like, you just wanna be doing it all the time.
And you wanna try all these new positions.
- Oh. - And you know...
Like from the back,
and with the shoulders and the hair...
I don't know, I tweaked something in my hip
and I got a little back spasm.
Shit. I gotta meet this guy.
I'm not gonna stop doing it.
This place is like camping. I'm sorry.
You know what that means.
This place is nothing like camping, though.
Yes, it is.
Okay, I'm sorry, I'm a little spoiled.
But I do not like bugs, and creatures, and flies,
and fucking dead rats
and leaves falling all over me on the patio.
That's just how I feel.
I don't know about you.
Everyone loves this place. Yeah, I know they do.
But we didn't know what we were getting ourselves into, okay?
If it was me, I would still be living out
in calabasas, right now.
In the life of luxury.
Instead, I'm in a fucking 1920s cottage
dealing with death around every corner.
That is my life.
Well, trust me, joy. You haven't lost anything.
Really?
Yeah, really.
What makes you say that?
You might've even got hotter.
Happens with age.
Look, I'll tell you what. I'll make a deal.
I won't make a move on you all night,
just let me watch.
Does it look like that,
- or does it look like that? - Or like that?
- The latter... no I said... - So what's the confusion?
Well, no, I was pretty sure.
I just, you know, I'm always a little uncertain which is which.
- So... - Oh, you don't know...
Like, oh, is circumcised mean it's been snipped or not?
Exactly.
But you know what you are,
- you just don't know what the word is. - Right.
It's like flammable and inflammable.
- Oh. - They mean the same thing actually.
They both mean flammable.
- I mean... - It's tricky though.
How do you know? You haven't had to deal with rat death.
Well, no. But the smell's lingering.
I mean, it's gotta be something.
- It's gotta be... - Clinging to the clothes?
- No. - Maybe.
Check the Rodarte dress.
Row-dente?
No, Rodarte.
- Okay... - That one.
- What does that mean? - It's just...
It's a label. It's a designer person.
- Please. - Uh-huh.
Oh, no. No that one on the right.
- On the right. On the right. - Uh...
- Yeah. - Smell that. Sniff it.
Go...
- Does it smell bad? - I don't think so, actually.
Really? It doesn't?
Sorry.
That's good.
Have a seat.
Okay.
We're gonna make it a show if that's what you want.
Oh, my god.
It's a miracle. It's perfect.
- Happy? - Yes.
Oh.
It's not bad in here.
It's not like your calabasas closet.
Uh, yeah, hello. This is what it's like to be a poor person.
It's not as bad as your closet, but...
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- No, I nailed it. - You did?
- I did. - How did you do that?
Because I was... and I was reading with him too.
Oh, my... oh well, but that's why,
because he's so good so you're like...
The chemistry was there.
Although like, we were supposed to be brother and sister.
But that's okay.
There's always that weird dynamic
- between brother and sisters. - There's a couple Oscar movies
that have touched on that issue I think.
- Issue? - Yeah the... issue.
- Ha ha. - Incest is best.
Actually, I used to... they... there's a...
- There's a... - Incest is best.
Put your sibling to the test.
There, no... Really.
♪ My little diamond is cut from a scare ♪
♪ Under the linden trees
♪ my little diamond is cut from a scare ♪
♪ Under the linden trees under the linden trees ♪
- Did you ever find them? - Oh, yeah. They're coming.
♪ My little diamond is cut form a scare ♪
♪ Under the linden trees
♪ my little diamond is cut form a scare ♪
♪ Under the linden trees under the linden trees ♪
♪ I see in those Pearl whites ♪
♪ Wars' last line
♪ glazed little Pearl whites
♪ blinding the eye
♪ white as the sky up ahead, open wide ♪
♪ Bright little stars let me in with a smile... ♪
Okay, you saw this coming.
But when John arrived at the party,
joy was so surprised to see Susan standing there
that she fell down.
- Oh. - Hi, dad.
Hey, sweetie...
I don't know about the water slide out here at night.
Oh, it wasn't our idea, I promise.
- Here you go, I know you like purple. - Thank you.
- Yeah. Hey, um, joy. - Hi.
- Joy, this is Susie, Susan.
- This is... This is joy. - Hi.
- Hello. - I've heard so much about you.
- Oh, thank you. Sorry, I'm kinda wet. - Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
It's not nice what happened next.
Let's skip ahead and just say this.
Susan stayed in the car.
John went inside.
And joy went upstairs to change back into her dress.
Can you get the back?
♪ Teen stuck on ways
♪ wheels in the impound
♪ listed on days
♪ date back to how we were ♪
♪ You're the less crowd
♪ someone they talk about ♪
♪ House in the mirror shade... ♪
- Is it weird seeing him? - I mean...
I mean, yeah, it was like awkward
when I came down like the steps.
It was weird because you know when you like
still have that...
That rapport or that...
- Right. - I don't know, it's like...
It kind of floods back all of a sudden.
- So you kind of miss him. - Um...
- Yeah. - You have feelings for him still.
- You're like, yes. Um... - Yeah.
Sometimes you need it from a man.
You know what I mean?
It's like... And then he blamed it on,
"well you're just close to your mom.
You know what I mean?
That's all you, you guys are like three musketeers.
And you leave me out."
And it's like, no, like, I love my dad.
You know, I wanna be in a relationship with him.
But did you see her dress?
- It was so ugly. - I know.
- It looked like... - That thing was offensive.
Palm Springs meets Vegas.
Whoa.
- Hey, Dada. - Sweetie.
Hey, how are ya.
Oh, look at you creatures.
Look at you.
What's going on here?
Oh. What is that? I almost let you kiss me.
- Whoa. - What? What's wrong?
- It's okay, okay sweetie. - What happened?
I think she just threw up in her face.
Dad said it looked like she was...
Oh, honey.
Oh, yeah, here. There's some on the floor.
Oh, honey.
Oh, that smells like bleach.
- Really? - No, this is cum.
What?
That's not... No, that's not possible.
Where's my shotglass?
Dad brought Susan.
Dad what?
He fucking brought Susan. I'm gonna lose it.
I'm gonna pass the fuck out.
Uh...
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Where is she?
Outside. In the car. Past the gate.
I told him if he brought her in
that he wasn't my dad anymore.
- Oh, okay. That's great. - Oh, my god.
- All right, um... - I'm so hot.
I'm just... It's fine, it's no big deal.
- Elle, everything okay? - Um...
Elle, why the hell is there cum on the floor?
- Oh, my god. - There's what?
- What the fuck? - Um, um...
- There's what? - Oh, my god.
Uh, wait, wait.
- I'm sorry. - Hold on. Hold the fuckin' phone.
- There's cum on the floor? - That's not really cum, right?
- It does look like cum. - It is.
What?
- What? - That's fucking cum?
- Oh, my god. - That's fucking cum?
- What the fuck? - I don't know. Maybe the dog came.
What the fuck?
You... you two... when the hell did this fuckin' happen?
- Not me. - Um...
Elle wasn't wearing panties, and it leaked out.
- Ooh! - Wasn't wearing pant... okay.
Thank you, Reed. Thank you.
- Thank you for that. - Shit happens.
We understand how that happened.
- You weren't wearing a condom? - Yeah, I mean,
your dad would never even have sex with me
- if he didn't have a condom. - Okay, mom, stop.
You get the fuck out of here.
- Okay, I'm gone. - You just go. Get some panties on, harlot.
- Really, Reed? - What's with not wearing a condom?
What...
- What is wrong with you? - That smell...
Oh, my god.
You really...
Have to be more responsible.
I'm sure she's on the pill, but what?
You wanna get herpes from her?
- I don't know if she has herpes or not. - Mom, stop it.
She doesn't have herpes. You're embarrassing him.
Well, you know, you wear condoms for a reason.
- Ahem... after you. - Oh, thanks.
I'm actually just gonna wait out here for a friend.
Mm. It's not 'cause I have a sword, right?
It's not real. It's, uh...
It's actually for wine.
- Awesome. - Dan.
Cool.
John's girlfriend Susan had told her friends
that she was planning to spend more time together
with John's family.
They wanted proof before they would support the relationship.
Selfie.
That was so slutty of you. I'm embarrassed.
And who changes?
Who changes right here in front of this open door for everyone to see?
And who designed this piece of shit?
Who... I mean, it's literally open windows.
Hi. Hi, I'm naked. Hello.
- I don't get it. - Ha-ha, okay, very funny.
What are you... What are you doing in here?
Are you getting all freshened up?
Are you about to go round two? What's going on?
- Yeah, I am, mm-hmm. - I mean, Lacey panties.
What... What're you doing?
This is the time where you get comfortable now, right?
You already had sex. We get it, okay.
You trailed your business all over the floor.
We understand what happened.
- Right? - No, I did not trail all over the floor.
- It was in one spot. - That we know of.
Who knows what dad saw. Who knows what he heard.
Dad didn't see anything. He already left.
No, he didn't.
He's still fucking here?
Uh, no... Unless the man out there
is... is... Is not my father.
Get the broseph to fucking leave.
He won't. And she's still out here, too.
She's on the fucking street in the car.
- Susan's still down here? - Yes, she was smoking.
Okay, well, what just happened, actually,
should have made him leave. So, there you go.
Uh, you got anything left to trail around?
Actually, yeah, I could fucking squeeze it out for you.
- Oh, my god. - You weirdo.
Okay, all right, we're done. We can't...
I can't talk about your sexual activity anymore.
- Were you safe? - Wait, wait, wait. Hold on, hold on.
What does he hate? He hates movies.
- He hates movies... - He hates movies.
Well, that's a natural thing to put on at a party.
Shh! We're too loud. We're too fucking loud.
- Animated movies he hates. - He hates animated movies.
And he hates subtitled films.
If we put them on, it'll give him a headache.
- Perfect. - Will other people leave?
- Oh, shit. - What if our friends leave?
By the way, a shit ton of people showed up.
- I know they did. - You, me, mom, dad.
- Alice, Lauren, Reed... - You can't count us. We live here.
Oh, fuck, wait, hold on. Shh! Yeah, we can.
You came. You came twice.
Ha-ha, very funny. Hold on. Brian, um...
You have to go pee? Why are you like that?
Oh, a little bit.
Shh! You have to pee after sex.
I haven't done it yet.
Hold on. Um, ooh. The landlords.
They count. They're still in our territory.
- The landlords. - Yeah, yeah.
- Wow. They count. - Wait. Do we count Susan?
Sure, count Susan. Yeah, yeah, she's here.
She's on the street, we didn't even let her in the house.
Susan, the landlords...
you don't fucking count Susan, you dumbass!
- You're a fucking dumbass. - Now, hurry up.
Shut up.
No more slutty behavior. That was disgusting.
You weirdo.
This is open. Anyone could do that.
- I know it is! - Potentially, anyone could...
- Shuffle. - Shuffled. He did it.
So basically there's townspeople and there's mafia.
There's more townspeople than mafia.
You have to figure out who the mafia are.
- Preach it. - Everyday you wake up
- and then you go back to sleep. - I don't understand...
I'm not gonna be able to do this.
The card picks who's what.
So, so basically the mafia has to lie to everyone else
and tell them they're not the mafia.
And then if they get to the end of the game
and nobody discovers they are the mafia,
- then they win. - Also...
So they basically have to lie and deceive and...
Your dad would probably be pretty good at this.
- That's probably true. - That's true. He would.
He lied to us for fucking, what, 20, 25 years.
If I was in the mafia, I wouldn't want to be
adopted by your dad, though, 'cause...
Oh, it's a really good game.
Could you come here?
Dad, wait. Wait.
- Wait. - Look.
This is all about Susan, all right?
You shouldn't have fuckin' brought her.
- We told you not to. - Daddy, you've done this multiple times.
- All the time, uninvited. - You never let me
introduce this woman to you. Okay?
- She's the woman in my life. - She's not invited.
- You need to accept... - this is the woman you were with
when you were with our mother. We will not respect her.
I never hurt your mother on purpose, ever.
Okay? You have no idea what was happening.
You always make it like we're the bad guy.
You have no idea the things that she said.
The things that she would say.
Okay, I never touched her.
I was never physical with her. Ever! I never hit her.
- That's a given! - That's not the point.
You're not supposed to be physical as a husband.
You two talk to me
- like I'm a subcontractor! - So you're still emotionally abusive.
I don't work for you! I don't work for you! You look at me!
- Elle! - Elle, help us out.
- Was I ever physical? - Who gives a shit if you would've cussed?
It would have been a lot better than what you've done.
She would call me a son of a bitch.
A motherfucker, every single fucking day.
Okay? Fuck this, fuck that.
- She had a mouth like a sailor. - Mom?
I wish you would have cussed her out all the fucking time...
- Okay. Really? - It would have been way better
than fucking another woman, dad.
I wish you would have fucking swore at our whole family.
Cause at the end of the day, that shit doesn't matter.
We're a family we're gonna fucking do those things,
but you don't fuck another woman.
That's what you don't do.
Wow.
This is so fucking embarrassing, I'm sorry.
If you knew my younger sister,
you'd know this is something she wouldn't get over,
Honey, it's okay. It's okay. It's just stressing me out
- and I couldn't stay much longer, anyway. - I know
because I have to get home and let rivers out.
Okay
sweetie, I'm fine. I'll... I'll call Lou on the way home,
- and get it out. - I...
Okay, honey.
It's okay.
We're sorry we didn't...
I'll see you in the morning.
- Okay. - It's okay. I love you.
Okay.
- I love you, baby. - I love you mom, I'm sorry.
Don't be sorry.
It's important, I think, to say that
this is the last time Elle and joy saw our mother alive.
When she crashed into a retaining wall,
at the base of the canyon while texting Lou.
No one at the party heard the sound reverberate through the canyon.
At the bottom of the canyon...
Mom? Mom!
The girls didn't go running down
to the scene of the accident.
For a little while, no one knew but me.
You seem to be pointing it down, though.
- Don't even worry about that. - The patio got real small...
- Well, I'm scared. - Just right through it.
This cuts through something you shouldn't...
Just go through it. Just stroke through it.
It's like a weird scene in "the notebook."
It's like a scene that got cut...
Oh, shit.
That was good.
Oh my god, you took half the bottle out.
That was amazing.
There's no point in showing you the grief
Elle and joy experienced when they heard the news.
There's no point in showing certain things, to anyone.
We can choose to focus on other things if we want to.
It's god's gift.
Mom was on life support for several weeks
before they had to decide to let her go.
I'd like to tell you there was a reconciliation
between Elle, joy, and John.
Sometimes, I imagine how it might have gone if there had been.
You know, I really should be going back to London.
Is this... Oh, no!
Oh, shit, it's just a little too much for me.
Actually was, a, a real trip.
Not fake like it used to be,
anyways, I have some delicious teas
that are herbal from the deep,
dark, forests of, um... Um, Bombay,
you know that place.
And here is your lovely tea,
just a little bit of it spilled, my dear.
Let me just get it.
Some joy always replaces the hurt.
My sisters went back to praying together like they had in calabasas.
This especially pleased my mom.
She hoped they wouldn't get married young,
or stop singing if they couldn't sell records
sure, she wasn't on their patio in the morning,
or, around to take their phone calls,
she couldn't hold their hands at appointments
or be there at their first birth.
But almost all of their choices
could still be traced to her.
This image is of my sisters
a few months after my mother died.
It's my favorite image of them because
it's the first time in months that they smiled.
I'm not sure why it happened here.
But it just did.
We understand you!
We speak your language!
You there!
Turkey was canceled,
but their team managed to set up
a more lucrative one in Dubai.
So, they'd always have that you know,
"that time in Dubai."
They said goodbye to the house like they were leaving it for good.
Are we past it?
We can't keep doing this every day.
I love my sisters.
I love everything about them.
This is Elle, at 24.
This is joy at, 22.
♪ Bad dreams ricochet
♪ ricochet walking, talking endlessly ♪
♪ Dancing, dancing, on my tongue ♪
♪ Paris scream avalanche ♪
♪ Avalanche, talking, talking in my sleep ♪
♪ Dancing, dancing on my tongue ♪
♪ Bad dreams ricochet
♪ ricochet walking, talking endlessly ♪
♪ Dancing, dancing, on my tongue ♪
♪ Paris scream avalanche
♪ avalanche, talking talking endlessly ♪
♪ Dancing, dancing on my tongue ♪
♪ Where the road meets wild ♪
♪ Concrete meets the river ♪
♪ The young and wild shake and shiver ♪
♪ And your eyes talk to the blind ♪
♪ Where the wind made the house go tired, ♪
♪ Fall to the ground from the words you speaking ♪
♪ Bored when you're not sleeping ♪
♪ Tired and awake
♪ bad dreams ricochet
♪ ricochet walking, talking endlessly ♪
♪ Dancing, dancing, on my tongue ♪
♪ Paris scream avalanche ♪
♪ Avalanche, talking, talking in my sleep ♪
♪ Dancing, dancing on my tongue ♪
♪ Cold where skin meets fire ♪
♪ Where letters burn your lips ♪
♪ Where reason seems careless ♪
♪ And the desperate lead the fight ♪
♪ And when she tells me she's in love with me ♪
♪ In the room above light ♪
♪ You could pick me from a field of lies ♪
♪ Where the road meets wild ♪
♪ Concrete meets the river ♪
♪ The young and wild shake and shiver ♪
♪ And your eyes talk to the blind ♪
♪ Where the wind made the house go tired, ♪
♪ Fall to the ground from the words you speaking ♪
♪ Bored when you're not sleeping ♪
♪ Tired and awake
♪ bad dreams ricochet
♪ ricochet walking, talking endlessly ♪
♪ Dancing, dancing, on my tongue ♪
♪ Paris scream avalanche
♪ avalanche, talking talking in my sleep ♪
♪ Dancing, dancing on my tongue. ♪