[footsteps approaching]
Sweetie, it's not 7:00 yet.
Can we snuggle, Mama?
Okay.
[groans]
Why is there a spaceship in our backyard?
Hmm? Aw, sweetie, you're just dreaming.
No. I wasn't dreaming.
- There's something in our backyard. - Hmm?
- [Charlie grunts] - Look.
- [Sylvia sighs] - Well, that's a new development.
["Carried Away" playing]
Sophia is, like, a super toxic presence,
and she's turning the entire friend group against each other,
but whenever I try to talk to Olivia, Vivienne and Addie about it
they get so competitive--
Hey, hon, have you thought about approaching Sophia directly
with honesty and love?
Dad's using his therapy language again.
Well, if you communicate your needs clearly,
but from a place of love,
it's often all the other person requires.
- You haven't met Sophia. - She's a total bitch.
Frances. She is a bitch, though.
Sophia's so hot.
You'll find, Simon, those things often go hand in hand.
Well, maybe Sophia needs therapy. It has really helped me.
I'm back into the swing of things at work,
and that is all thanks to your mom who encouraged me to go.
Does therapy, like, de-bitchify people?
[whispers] I don't think so.
[Will] Yeah. [chuckles]
Oh, my God!
- Bro, no way. - [guest chuckles]
Who's that? What's happening?
[Sylvia] Uh, that's just, um, you know, adult things.
We'll just give them their privacy.
- Slay. - Nobody says that anymore, Simon.
She has beautiful hair.
Hey, hon… [clears throat] …can you walk me to the car?
- I have to make Maeve's lunch. I'm-- - It'll just take a second.
[softly] Okay.
[Charlie sighs]
Babe, Will is gonna be out of here so soon. I promise.
Good. Good. I'm glad that we're aligned on that because,
just to say my truth out loud, clearly, and with love,
- I want him gone. - Yeah. I want him gone too. With love.
- Okay. All right. [clears throat] - All right.
Oh, a-also… Also, um,
I was hoping that you… [inhales deeply]
…could come to my next therapy session with me.
Oh. Yeah. Okay.
There's some stuff that I want to talk to you about,
and I think that it could be fruitful to do that with my therapist there.
- Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. - Good. Good.
- Yeah. Yeah. - Great. Thank you. Okay.
All right.
Just, uh… just so I'm prepared,
is there anything, like, I should be thinking about?
Like, you know, with love, like, headlines? Anything like that?
Oh, yes. Sorry. I completely, um, foregrounded my perspective there.
No, it is nothing big.
It's just some structural stuff as it relates to our family work-life balance
and my role in things as it relates to your role in things
and some possible negative feedback loops.
- Hmm. - Conversation that's long overdue.
Yeah. Great.
- All right. Love you. - Love you.
[door closes]
Okay. I hear you loud and clear. I will find somewhere else to live.
- Look, I'm literally looking as we speak. - Okay. Good. Yeah.
I don't know what you were thinking, parading all your sexual conquests
out there in front of the kids. So, you know, you did this to yourself.
It was one woman, and she was not a conquest.
- I didn't conquer her. - Well…
I didn't lay siege to her so she would have sex with me.
She was a willing participant in that.
Okay. Well, whatever. Can you just clean this place up?
[stammers] It's a sex den back here.
Don't shame my sex bed.
Okay, you know what? Your house, your rules.
Just let me know when you find an apartment.
And can you use a coaster for your coffee, please?
- Okay. I will. Yeah, cool. - For your coffee cup.
- Please, just use a c… please, please. - Yeah, uh-huh.
- Stop. All right, can you just… - Yeah. All right.
If you cared about this table, it would not be in the ADU.
It'd be in the real house with your real shit.
- I look after my guests. - Yeah.
Oh. That's right. I, um… uh, was just wondering.
Did you and Jenna ever see a couples therapist?
No. Me and Audrey went to a couples therapist one time
and it was catastrophic.
They told me it was a safe space, so I admitted that I philandered one time,
and now I am divorced and living in your ADU.
So, I would say it didn't go well.
Yeah. I can see that's like a high-risk, high-reward kind of confession.
I'd say it's a high-risk, no-reward confession, if I'm being honest.
Why? Are you and Charlie… Everything… Everything good there?
Oh, yeah. Just…
a friend was asking me so I'm just… [stammers] …taking a poll for her.
Oh.
Friend asked you to take a poll of your friend group
to decide whether or not they should go to couples therapy?
- Yeah. Exactly. Yeah. - Great. Totally makes sense.
Okay. I'm gonna go take the kids to school.
Oh. Uh, actually, could I, uh… could I tag along?
[gasps] You wanna see my kids' school?
No. I'm meeting Katie there.
She's gonna help me set up a dating profile.
Oh, right.
- So I can continue my conquests. - Oh.
The therapy was just supposed to be helpful for him to get over Jeopardy!
Not become a full-on autopsy of our marriage.
[Katie] That's how therapy works.
Joe went for his fear of flying.
Six months later, we were filing for divorce.
Therapy is like going to the doctor with a cold,
and they tell you you have stage four cancer.
- I don't think it's that bad-- - It's gonna be bad.
You think he's having you come in because he's so satisfied in your marriage?
I mean, he probably wants to either leave the marriage…
Oh, or he might wanna bring someone into the marriage. Or he might be gay.
- I get it. - He might have a hidden family somewhere.
Or he might have money hidden somewhere. That one's good, that's very popular.
- Or he might have given you syphilis. - Let's… Let's… Let's move on.
Okay. How's it going at La Cienega Haciendas?
I couldn't get it. So I'm sticking with the Sheraton.
It's boring, and grim, and it won't wow anybody but, uh,
it's the only place that can accommodate that many lawyers.
Yo. The bathrooms in this place are fucking tiny.
It's so weird. The urinal is, like, two inches off the ground.
Because you were in the kindergarteners' bathrooms.
Oh. That explains why there was piss covering literally every single surface.
- Don't ask, don't get. Oh! - [squeals] Thanks, girl!
My little phrase is kind of taking off on the schoolyard.
"Don't ask, don't get."
- Yeah. It means don't ask, don't get. - [Will] Ah.
Boss Mama Industries is in high-level talks with makeyourowntshirts.com
to get it on some merch.
You mean you emailed a T-shirt company?
"Don't ask, don't get."
- I really like that. - [Katie] Thank you.
- 'Cause if you don't ask, you won't get. - Won't get.
- But if you ask, you might get. - Yeah. Yeah.
Okay. You're really… You're encouraging this?
I'm just saying, it's smart. She's got a lot of wisdom to offer.
- She helped me with my dating profile. - Thank you!
- It's so much better. Check it out. - Let me see the profile.
- [Will] Yeah. - Okay. Love. Love. So cute.
- Those are easily 15 years old. - [Will] Yep.
It's fine. Everyone does that. Here, look at mine.
There's a Gore-Lieberman sign in the back of that.
- Oh, shoot. I should photoshop that out. - You look good though.
- Hi, everyone! - [Sylvia] Hey, Diane.
- The podcast turned out great. - [gasps] Oh, thanks, Diane.
What I really liked about it was how it was totally free-form.
Like you were just coming up with what to talk about right there on the spot.
- Aw, thanks. - Diane, Will is looking for an apartment.
- Oh! Oh. - It's true. Yeah. I am.
Uh, any must-haves? Any particular neighborhood you wanna be in?
Nope. No must-haves. No neighborhood. Literally anywhere.
- I wouldn't say literally anywhere, but-- - No. Anywhere.
If it has a roof, and it's empty, and it's not my ADU, he'll take it.
You make me sound like I'm a serial killer. [chuckles]
The only thing is he's a little bit price-challenged.
Yeah. I can see that.
- This shirt cost $400. - And that is why he's broke.
I will get your information and circle back.
- Great. - In the meantime, I gotta run.
I'm showing a Venice Beach duplex to a celebrity who I can't name,
but it rhymes with "Schmarlize Theron."
- [gasping] - [Sylvia] Ooh.
[Diane] Bye-bye!
She didn't even bother to change the "Theron" part of her name.
Fat cats always get lazy. Too much cream.
Who's Schmarlize Theron? Is it Charlie Sheen?
No. She won the Oscar for "Schmonster".
Halle Berry? Oh, that's Schmonster's… [stammers] …Ball.
So, it's pretty no frills,
- as you can see, but… - Yeah.
…the landlord is a real sweetheart.
And he's an ex-con like yourself.
I'm not an ex-con.
[chuckling] Oh, no.
My apologies. I just got that sense.
- Great, thanks. - Remind me what you do?
I'm a brewer, actually. I used to be pretty high up at Johnny 66.
- Oh, fabulous. - Yeah.
This place is fine.
I'm actually looking for a commercial space,
to open a little bar, if you know of anything.
- Cool. Yeah. Really nice. - [Diane] Nice, isn't it?
So, it's a historic space originally built in 1922,
and this patio, which is included, is fully licensed for outdoor dining.
- Wow. That's amazing. - Fun fact.
- It was once used as an internment camp. - [Will] Wow.
[Diane] Exposed brick, two ADA-compliant restrooms,
a roof deck, a lot of foot traffic,
easy access to LA Live and the Arts District.
Honestly, comparable product is going for more than twice as much a month.
This place is a real unicorn.
Yeah. This monthly rate. Is that accurate?
- Yes, it is. - Why is it so cheap?
It used to be Russell Brand's vegan lounge.
Oh. [sniffs]
That's why it smells like hummus and sexual assault accusations.
- Yeah. Real bad guy. - Yeah.
- Oh, wow. - Look at that view.
Yeah. Honestly, this would be the perfect place for my shitty little bar.
Your what now?
My bar. Yeah.
Well, shall I draw up some paperwork?
I'd love to say yes, but I… Honestly, I need an apartment more,
and I don't think I can afford both. [chuckles]
All right. I've got your phone number. I'll keep tabs on it for you.
- You'd do that for me? - Sure.
Thanks.
Hell of a view.
[Diane] Even better at sunset.
[news reporter speaking on television]
What is Freddie's mom doing here?
[Frances] Oh, my God.
[Sylvia] Diane?
- [Frances] Oh, my God. [laughs] - Hi.
Nice to see you.
You too. Hi, kids.
Do you want some coffee?
No, thanks. Bye.
[Frances laughing]
[Simon] What? What is it? What?
[stammers] It's nothing. It's nothing, Simon.
- What's so funny? - [Frances chuckles] Oh, my God.
[Charlie] Nothing.
[Simon] What?
- [Frances chuckles] - [sighs deeply]
It's clearly something.
- [Charlie] Well, it's not. - Yeah, it is.
What the fucking fuck? What did I just tell you?
First of all, whoa. Okay.
I was just doing exactly what you wanted me to do.
I was looking for a new place to live.
At first Diane was showing me new apartments,
and then she segued into showing me her naked body.
Diane is from my world. You understand?
No. What the fuck does that mean? Your world?
- It means that you met her through me. - So?
Inevitably, this is gonna get messed up. It'll backfire on me.
Okay, a person from my world is forbidden to you.
What is this? Avatar?
She's a grown-ass lady, with a grown-ass lady haircut,
and a grown-ass lady beige power suit,
and she can make her own decisions.
And we had consensual sexual activities,
or as I will now call it, "consexual" activities.
I don't even get why you're getting mad at me. You know?
You know I have absolutely no willpower here. [sighs]
Apparently, you still have some willpower.
Nice.
Look, when Diane was showing me apartments,
she actually showed me a place that would be perfect for a shitty little bar.
It's kind of like a unicorn.
The whole thing is, I can't afford the bar space
- and a new apartment-- - No. No, no, no, no, no. No.
Absolutely not, okay? I don't wanna hear it.
- Charlie wants you out. I need you out. - Yeah. Okay.
How did this even happen with her?
I'll tell you, but I'm gonna warn you first.
- It might make you uncontrollably horny. - I'll put all your shit in a duffel bag,
- and I'm gonna throw you out-- - Okay. Okay. Look…
She was showing me apartments and we just kind of hit it off.
And then she invited me to this, like, fancy, like, supper club place.
The La Cienega "Hacienegas" or some shit like that.
And she just spent so much money on me.
I felt guilty. I felt like I owed it to her to bang her.
She turned me out.
Diane's a member of La Cienega Haciendas?
Yeah. It was very bougie. Very fancy.
People kept saying Harry Styles was there,
but I think it was just, like, another balding guy in a dress.
That's where I wanted to throw Charlie's office party,
- but they were such bitches there. - Oh, yeah. They're very bitchy there.
But it was kinda thrilling, how bitchy they were.
It's intoxicating. They made me hate myself.
- They're pretty cool. - [sighs]
If I'd had known sooner that Diane was a member, I would've asked her.
You have to know a member to throw an event.
I didn't know I knew a member.
You know a member who knows my member.
Good.
- It's not too late. - Yeah, it is.
Hey. Don't ask, don't get. It's true.
I'm way too low-status on the schoolyard to ask Diane for a favor.
I could ask, therefore, I could get.
- Really? - Yeah. Come on. I got an in.
- And out, and in, and out, and in. - Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
But even if she said yes,
I've got two days to, like, reorganize the whole thing,
- tell everyone it's a different location. - Oh, my God.
You'll have to send an Evite to people that tells them
it's at one address instead of the other address,
and it takes two seconds to fucking do that. Come on!
You deserve to have your event at the La Cienega Haciendas.
Fuck the Sheraton. Do you want me to ask her or what?
It's literally a shitty fucking laminate table.
It's not even wood.
Hey.
Oh, no. What are you doing here?
- This isn't a thing, is it? - No. It's not a thing.
- Because that was very explicitly… - No, it's not… Okay.
- …a one-night stand. - I know. I know.
- Why does every man get obsessed with me? - I'm not obsessed with you, okay?
- [chuckles] Sure you aren't. - I'm not.
Listen, it was fun slumming it one time,
but I am never going to Sylvia's shitty backhouse again.
Okay. Easy there, Tom Wolfe.
I just have one favor to ask you, and if you do it,
- you never have to see me again. - What are you doing tonight?
- What? - Nothing. Never mind.
Are you free tonight?
What?
- Will you do me a favor or not? - Let's hear it.
The La Cienega Hacien… das.
Excuse me. Um, can you make sure to clear this space completely?
As I requested yesterday. Just so there's enough room for all the guests.
It's just that's not under our purview,
because we're not equipped to do the moving.
- So I'm sorry. - Yeah.
Yeah. I requested this all before I arrived.
I know, and I'm sorry.
Yeah.
[imitates employee] Um, you have to complete this request as per the contract,
otherwise I get my deposit back. So I'm sorry.
But I'm a lawyer and this event is for lawyers,
if you catch my drift. So, yeah.
Yeah.
- [employees grunting] - [employee 1] Who is that?
- Sylvia, you are a goddess. - Yes. [chuckling]
I don't know how you pulled it off.
Dua Lipa was literally here last week.
Just one question. Where is everyone going to sit?
Yeah. The chairs should be delivered shortly.
I'm not sure what the holdup is. I'll, uh… I'll find out.
Great. Well, I'm going to go take selfies literally everywhere.
- Okay. Have fun. - [employee 1] I'm trying, okay?
[employee 2] This sucks.
[agent] High Society Rentals. How may I help you?
Oh, hi. This is Sylvia Greeves.
I was just wanting to inquire about a delivery that I'm waiting on.
Oh, my God. This is a disaster.
The rental company delivered the chairs to the Sheraton.
And they won't pick them up and bring them here.
I should never have punched above my pay grade.
Turns out I'm not a fancy La Cienega Haciendas lady.
I'm just a basic Sheraton bitch.
Hey. Don't you say that about yourself.
I smell like chlorine and conference rooms and business trip affairs.
It's the universe telling me that.
Don't you just need a bunch of folding chairs?
No. This is bigger than that.
[sighs] I'm trying to impress Charlie
and prove to him that I take my job seriously.
Okay. Look, the Lucky Penny guys, they have a truck.
They'll let me borrow it. I can help you out with these chairs, all right?
- Oh, my God. Are you sure? - Yes.
You're letting me crash in your ADU for free.
- It's the least I can do. - Aw, buddy. Thank you so much.
- Thank you. - No problem.
Also, I kind of need something to distract me.
I got, uh, five slaps on Snurf and I'm freaking out a little bit.
What's Snurf?
It's this new dating app where if you match with someone,
you send each other postcards for two weeks,
then if you agree to meet IRL, you are guaranteed to fuck.
- Ew. - Yeah. It's gross.
All right. You owe me for this.
- You live at my house. - That's true.
Yeah.
[horns honking]
- [phone chiming] - Shit. Oh, no.
- [Will] What? - [sighs]
It's too late. I'm not gonna be able to make Charlie's therapy.
Charlie's therapy?
Yeah, Charlie asked me to go to therapy with him,
but the party setup took over the whole afternoon so I…
- Oh, well. - "Oh, well"?
Charlie wants to talk to you in therapy.
That's gotta be something, like, pretty important, right?
Yes, I know. But, like, what am I gonna do?
I-I can't get there. He's gotta understand.
You can't miss Charlie's therapy.
What if this is what he wants to talk to you about?
How you don't prioritize his needs or something like that.
Look at this traffic. Okay?
And we have a whole van of chairs in the back that…
Okay. Look, I'll drop you off at Charlie's therapy
- then I'll drop off the chairs myself. - No. No, you don't understand the club.
- You don't know the contact at the club. - So give me the contact.
- You need the badge ID. - Give me the badge!
- And it's a password ID. - I don't care. That is…
You're just making up excuses so you don't have to go.
Of course I am! What do you expect?
I'm-I'm terrified. I don't know what he's gonna say to me.
Why can't he just say it to my face
instead of having some weird chaperone there?
[sighs] You said that therapy ended your marriage.
No. Being in a terrible marriage ended my marriage.
Well, maybe that's what Charlie's gonna tell me.
I don't think so. You guys fuck a lot.
Well, I'm not gonna go. I'm not gonna go. I don't wanna go. You can't make me go.
- We're too late anyway. - We're not.
- We can't get to Burbank. - We got 15 minutes to get there.
I know these alleys like the back of my hand. Okay?
Fuck. I hate it when you're nice and you're right too. I hate it.
You must be pretty mad all the time. 'Cause I'm a nice, right dude.
["Elephant" playing]
- [Sylvia] Nice. - [Will] Right?
Okay. Bit tight squeeze here, but…
[scraping]
- Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, no. No! - [yells] Fuck. Shit!
Shit.
- Oh, no, no, no, no. - Come on. Come on. Come on!
- No! We're stuck. - Look, look, look. Just you go.
- Call an Uber. I'll deliver the chairs. - How are you gonna get out?
Don't worry about that. You've got a marriage to save.
- Go! Go! - Sure?
- I'm sure. Just go. - All right. I'm on my way.
- I'm on my way. - Okay.
- Oh. I'm stuck. - Fuck.
- Can't go… I'm not going anywhere. - Roll down the window.
- Climb out the window. Go! Go! - Are you sure?
I'm positive. Just go!
You got it! Go!
H-How much longer till we get there?
Twenty-five minutes.
- [phone chiming] - [sighs]
- [Charlie] Hi. - Hi, hon.
[groans] I'm stuck in traffic, of course.
Um, just a few minutes away. Um, can I join you via FaceTime?
Sure. I'll call you.
Okay.
She's stuck in traffic.
[phone rings, beeps]
Hi, I'm so sorry, babe. I'm just stuck in this terrible traffic.
But, um, you know, let's just pretend that I'm there in the therapist's office
and yeah, we can talk.
Sylvia, you're a panda.
[sighs] Sorry. I don't know how to turn this off.
I-I really… I'm… [stammers]
I'm sorry, this is so annoying. I-I just… I can't…
[sighs] Oh, fuck. I… I don't know how to…
Am I still a panda?
- You're still a panda. - Okay. Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
I gotta… Um… Uh…
- How about now? - Now you're a chicken.
[groans] Okay, I… Just… I'm so sorry.
It's so annoying, but let's just continue. Let's just continue and talk.
You know what, I am not accepting an apology from a chicken.
Hello? Hello?
- [sighs] - That was great.
I'm proud of you. Solid boundary.
Thank you.
Fuck! Sorry.
- [driver] It's okay. It's fine. - No, it was too loud. I'm sorry.
- [driver] You're good. - I apologize.
[engine revs]
[revving continues]
- Come on. - [grinding]
Ah! Fuck.
Ooh, shit.
[grunting] That's how that sounds.
[grunts]
Okay.
Oh, I see you, little bastard.
- Get it! - [engine revving, tires screeching]
- [shutter clicking] - [Will] What the fuck?
Don't look at me.
Little fucker. I'll get you next time!
[pants] Oh, my God. I'm so sorry I'm late.
I, uh… My friend Will had this crazy idea
to move the party across town and, um… I apologize. [chuckles]
Yes, I've heard of Will.
Oh. [chuckles] You know who Will is?
Anyway, um, I'm here, so, uh, we can discuss what's going on.
[therapist] Why don't we take a few minutes first
to explore the real reason that you were late?
What is it that you are avoiding?
Uh, I-I'm not the one in therapy. [chuckles]
Why are you avoiding talking about the real reason you were late?
What was that?
Why are you avoiding talking
about the real reason you were late?
I'm not avoiding anything.
You literally "chickened" out.
[Sylvia] Okay.
- Charlie, what-what's going on here? - [inhales deeply]
- Is this-- - Okay. Okay.
- [clears throat] Sylvia. - Yep.
- I've been doing the work-- - Unfortunately, we're out of time.
And I have another client coming in.
Okay. [clears throat] Thank you. Thank you for your time.
- Of course. - Thank you. [clears throat]
[Charlie sighs]
See? There's no client.
He obviously could have kept talking to us.
This is not Dr. Melfi's fault.
His name is literally Dr. Melfi?
- Yes. - [scoffs]
- Dr. Melfi. Why? - What?
[chuckles] Okay.
Look… [stammers] …I just think if he really cared about you,
he would have let us stay.
You didn't want to be here.
What… That's not it at all, babe. No. No, no. I did.
You were late to therapy, just like you were late to Jeopardy!
You are late for everything.
You know, the one time I needed you to be there, you were off with Will.
- Just like you were off with Will today. - Babe, I…
I'm… I shouldn't have changed the party venue at the last minute.
I was just trying to do something extra special for your firm and for you.
And, in retrospect, it was a dumb idea, and I am so sorry. Really.
And I am here now, and let's talk about whatever it is you want to talk about.
Babe, I know.
And I shouldn't have booked this for the same day as the firm party.
Do not worry about it. I know you have a lot on your plate.
Okay, but we could--
Oh.
Didn't have a client. I knew it.
Why is it, uh, so important to you that I didn't have a client?
Well, why were you untruthful about having a client?
Do you feel you don't deserve to go biking?
Like you're running away from something instead of confronting it?
How do you know I'm not biking to a client right now?
Because that would be insane. [chuckles]
Okay.
Do not diagnose me. Okay? 'Cause you're not remotely qualified.
Great session. I'll see you next week.
Yep. Thank you.
- Thank you for coming. - Okay.
- He's good. - How… How is your first year going?
So, you guys said you've worked here about, like, three years, you said?
How long have you worked here for?
Uh, what's that lip color you're wearing?
- It's nice. - I don't know.
Hey.
- Hey. - Looks great in here.
- Aw, thanks. - Did you make it to the therapy session?
- Ooh. - I feel bad.
I'm sure that's fine. Yeah.
- Thank you for dealing with the chairs. - Oh, no problem.
Thanks for inviting me.
It's fun to attend a stranger's retirement party. [chuckles]
- Get a drink. Okay. - Oh, I will. That's why I'm here.
Hey.
Hey, babe. Oh, thanks, but I can't.
- I'm on the clock. - Ah. Well, the party looks great.
Ah, good. Yeah, it's… [mutters]
Oh, hi, Vanessa.
Great party, Sylvia.
[chuckles] I haven't seen you for like a million years.
[laughing] A million years.
Oh, I love this one. So funny. [chuckles]
Well…
Oh.
- What happened to her neck? - I don't know.
- I don't talk with her much anymore. - Oh, bet you don't.
Yeah.
Stewart.
Oh. Hey, everybody. Hey, everybody, listen.
We wanted to send Frank off in style.
So we put together a little something special.
Let's all take a look. Hit it.
[Charlie] Frank, we have a problem.
What is it?
We can't find the McCallister v. United Petrol brief.
If I've told you once, I've told you a million times.
- It's McCallister v. United Petroleum. - [laughing]
[Charlie] What are we gonna do without you?
It's almost as if I…
♪ I've got a feeling inside my bones ♪
♪ It goes electric, baby When I turn it on ♪
♪ All through my city ♪
- ♪ All through my home ♪ - It's a little freaky, yeah.
♪ We're flyin' up, no ceilin' When we in our zone ♪
♪ Can't stop the Franking ♪
♪ Frank, Frank, Frank Can't stop the Franking ♪
[cheering]
Do I hear something?
[guests clamoring]
- Movie star. Oh, wow. Look at that guy. - Wow.
What's going on in here?
[record scratches]
Just a little Franking?
[guests cheering, applauding]
[applauding continues]
- Oh, Sylvia. Sylvia? Come here. - Oh.
I want you to meet my friend Carrie.
She's basically like my wife/daughter/ girlfriend/BFF/Vicodin dealer.
Wait, is this Carrie that you go to Cabo with?
- Guilty as charged. [chuckles] - Oh!
- This is Cabo Carrie. - Yeah.
- This is Cabo Carrie. - Oh.
You know, I have wanted to meet you for so many years, Sylvia.
Me too, Cabo Carrie.
- If I may… [chuckles] - [Carrie] Oh, yeah.
You know, um, I know we just met, but the company I work for,
we have this big party coming up and the planner literally just flaked.
- [chuckles] It's a hot mess. - [Stewart] Yeah.
Would you have any availability to, like, step in basically yesterday?
Oh, my God. I am wide open. [chuckles]
I'll get your number from Stewart. I'll call you this week.
That's incredible. Absolutely. I cannot wait.
- Let's party, bitch! - Let's do it.
- [chuckles, squeals] - Talk soon.
- Let's set this up. - I love it.
- Oh, my God, she's adorable. - Love her.
She's had no work done.
Oh, lucky fucker.
- I know. Fuck her, am I right? - [chuckles]
Yeah, I'm getting new teeth next summer.
Ooh.
Audrey.
Hey, what are you doing here?
I'm a founding member.
Oh, I should have known.
[both chuckling]
- How are you? How's everything? - Good. Same old, same old.
- Yeah. - You know. Uh…
I just opened a New York office, so I'm bicoastal now.
Wow. Look at that. [chuckles]
Have you talked to the Lucky Penny guys? They're really blowing up.
Yeah, I talk to them regularly.
They're doing great. I'm really psyched for them.
The last I heard you were a big shot brewmaster at some national chain?
Yeah. Sort of. Thing-Thing's have changed a bit.
[chuckles] Yeah.
I'm actually trying to open my own bar.
- That's amazing. Where? - Yeah.
Uh, don't know where yet.
Uh, that's unclear currently as I'm still…
sort of at the beginning of the process. [chuckles] Yeah.
Okay, well, do you have any investors?
Also kind of at the beginning of, uh, that process as well so…
- Well, cool. - Super cool.
Uh… Anyway, great running into you.
I'm sure I'll see you around the-the haciendas.
- [chuckles] Yeah. - [chuckles]
I just got hired to do another job.
- Oh, wow, that's great. Yeah. - I know.
It's really soon and it's another big one like this,
but it could lead to more work.
Um… would you help me again?
I don't think I could have done this one without you.
Yeah. Yes. I-I would love to help.
Actually… maybe, while I help, I could stay in your ADU, you know?
That way I'll have money to-to rent the space for my bar.
Yes. I like it.
- Great. - Um, let me just talk to Charlie, but…
Totally get it. But if it helps sweeten the deal,
I promise I will not have any more special guests
get fucked in your guesthouse.
- That's so nice. I'll figure it out. - It is.
- Thank you. Perfect. - I'll tell him that.
- Okay? - Great. You can use those words as well.
- I will. That's lovely. - All right.
[glass clinking]
[Frank] Hey, everyone, I just wanted to thank you,
uh, for coming to my… [groans] …retirement party.
[guests laughing] Aw.
You know, at first, I thought we'd just have a little,
small retirement party, but then I thought,
"don't ask, don't get." Right?
- [chuckles] - Holy fuck.
- I'm really gonna miss… most of you. - [guests chuckling]
Which is why I'm probably gonna lurk on Slack for a couple of years.
Mmm, you know I'll be there on Slack.
[chuckling]
Anyway, thank you all for making this such a wonderful send off.
- I really appreciate it. - [guests clamoring]
- [applause, cheers] - Thanks. Thanks.
- It's adorable. - [Charlie] Hi.
I, uh… I, uh… I also have a small thing to add.
- He's gonna say that you crushed it. - [chuckles]
This isn't just Frank's retirement.
It is mine.
That is right. I, too, am retiring.
So, uh, congratulations to Frank and to me.
All right.
No, no. This is not a good thing.
I assume you knew about that?
Guess not.
[sighing]
This is what you were gonna tell me in therapy?
[Charlie] No, I didn't have it planned then.
I just knew that I was so unhappy.
Oh, Sylvia, for so long I felt like I had to live a certain way.
That I had to exist in this tiny, little box, and then I realized
I don't have to do the same thing for my entire life.
I mean, there are so many other paths.
Mmm. What path… Any specific path?
No. I'm not entirely sure what the path is gonna be,
but there are so many paths that I feel like I'm walking into the forest.
I feel free for the first time in…
Gosh, I don't even know how long.
You know, I realized there's gotta be more to life
than just going into a law office for 60 hours a week like Frank.
[chuckles] Yeah. Uh…
We have a lot of expenses on the horizon.
You know, Frances is about to go to college,
- you know, and-- - Mmm, yeah, well, you know,
I mean, her college fund is almost there
and… [inhales sharply] …we have enough money saved up
to get us through the next little patch,
but we'll tighten our belts and we'll figure it out.
- Can I be honest with you, babe? - Yes.
You can be honest with me. This always is a safe space.
Okay. I, um… This feels…
Uh, how do I say this? Um…
Reckless and half baked.
[sighs] Babe, I need this.
I really… I-I-I need this. And we'll figure it out.
[inhales deeply] And you know what?
You are doing great.
You know, you got that big gig tonight. Your business is really taking off.
Stop overselling it. I got one more party. [chuckles] Okay?
For all we know, that could be the end of it.
Mmm, I don't think so.
Babe…
I got this feeling inside my bones.
["Can't Stop the Feeling!" playing]
[humming]