(suspenseful music plays)
♪♪
- Oh, my gaaaah! - Oh, my gaaaah!
- What the ass?! - Oh, my gah!
(groans)
Okay. We're just two people in the morning
who had pizza and chicken wings the night previous.
- Yes. Yes, we are. - Yeah.
And everything about that is fine!
Double that. We are double fine.
- Yeah. - We are grand.
- So good. - Good as wood.
Good morning...
- Grand morning! - Wood morning!
We just came to see you off to Barstow.
And can I just say that I am loving the energy in this room.
Like, it is wild.
- Yeah, everything is normal. - Mm-hmm.
Sophie and Graham are off at space camp.
So, we're alone, but it's normal.
(whispering) Normal.
- What is... - Hello.
- Grand! - Wood!
- ...happening? - Now I'm here!
You guys would not believe my morning so far.
I gots a muffin!
I bet that's all we talk about today.
Uh, Poppy, can we speak over in the corner?
Yeas.
Uh, kids, go to Graham's room.
- And do what? - I don't know, mess with his stuff.
(whispering) What happened last night?
Don't know.
Uh, Will and I were drinking wine,
and then we ordered pizza to the neighbor's house
since they won't come to mine anymore, and then...
that's all I got!
(whispering) I don't remember a thing.
We were eating our seventh plate of chicken wings,
and then we woke up together!
Is this gonna be a whole thing now?
Because I just came by to give D'Amato her mail
that keeps coming to my sauna.
You don't understand. We were...
- Cuddling. - (gasps)
I mean, we still had all our clothes on, so nothing too crazy happened.
But it was intimate.
Intimant? Is there a second "N" in there?
It's "Internet."
Okay, in every cuddle, there's a cuddlee and a cuddler.
So, which one were you?
I don't know. I just woke up.
I might still be drunk.
I am definitely still drunk.
- (sighs) - And any minute, Derek is gonna --
Hey, Ang. You ready to go to...
...Barstow?
Ya-guh!
- ANGIE: Grand morning! - WILL: Wood morning!
Hello...
everyone.
(chuckles nervously)
Remember Pogs?
Everything okay?
Absolutely! Uh, we --
I just got so excited to pack that I forgot to pack!
Uh, Poppy, will you help me pack?
- (scoffs) Yeah. - My bedroom, please.
Yeah.
ANGIE: And, uh, Will, uh, Douglas, Miggy, will you clean up the kitchen?!
And, um, Derek,
can you...
help Emma and Amy untangle my rubber bands?
W-Who are Emma and Amy?
- Who are you? - Oh. I'm Graham's dad.
The blueberry scientist?
If this guy's a scientist,
I'm the Queen of France. (scoffs)
Just untangle my rubber bands!
And what can I do?
Oh, my God.
Angie's door has become a people factory.
- Who is this? - I'm Jared.
- This is Jared. - There's a Jared now?
ANGIE: He's my new friend from Craigslist.
He's subletting my place for the summer.
You're really helping me out, Jared.
- Angie! - Don't give me that look!
I can have fun.
Rory, sweetheart,
can you take Jared to Graham's room,
help him get settled in?
Sounds like a totally normal kid job.
Right this way.
♪♪
(sniffs)
♪♪
Derek can definitely tell something is up!
God, I'm supposed to spend the summer with that hot dummy!
How am I gonna do that if I'm obsessing
over what did or didn't happen with Will?
Well, what if something did happen with Will?
- Well, I'd have to rethink everything! - (door opens)
- Ang? A mo? Hi. - Hi.
Uh, you know how you left me alone
in a room with a strange man and my mom said absolutely nothing?
Yeah?
Well, there's three more of them now.
Ohhhh! Yeah. That one's on me.
I, uh, cast a wide net online for hot male subletters,
and I told the first four they could have it.
I just figured most of them would flake.
Your post specifically said "hot men"?
You're not even gonna be here!
I will not explain myself further.
You know what? Do me a solid -- go pick one.
Make a big financial decision that will directly impact your future?
Yeah, no, I think I can do that.
He's a gem.
Okay. What's the last thing you remember?
Uh...
the power went out, and then we lit some candles,
opened a bottle of wine. (pops lips)
Okay. Back to the candles.
Were they your holiday ones from the gas station?
Of course! Ohh, God. You know me so well.
Oh, my God. This is why we work.
This is why we get each other. Okay, focus! Focus.
Good thing is, scent triggers memory.
- Which ones did you use? - All of them.
Like, at different times. It was candle jazz.
All right, all we have to do is
re-create the exact combination of scents,
and that memory will come back to you.
- Bring me the candles. - Fine!
And do you mind packing up my suitcase?
That torn trash bag in the corner?
Yeah.
I don't know what happened, but based off the feelings
I've been having, I-I --
- What feelings? - Will has feelings for Angie.
- What? - Yeah.
I can see pheromones in the air,
and Will has been looking gooey for a while.
You do look a little gooey, and that suggests to me
that you were definitely the cuddler.
- MIGGY: Mm-hmm. - Oh, no. Poor Angie.
Just trying to get some shut-eye,
and in comes ol' cuddlin' Will
with his cuddlin' arms and his cuddly legs,
looking for a good old time!
Oh, she probably hates me!
It's better that way.
Getting involved with anyone in the friend group is a fiasco.
- Look at me and Poppy. - WILL: You're right!
Angie's my best friend, and I made it weird.
I have to apologize to her for the cuddle.
- Hey, Will. - Derek!
Oh-doh!
Can you help me pack the car?
Um...can the twins do it?
They're always looking to build up their lats.
No. I want it to be you.
I have some questions about last night.
(voice squeaks) Okay.
I like that b-dery much.
♪♪
That young man is gonna kill him.
How did things get so complicated?
First, you and Poppy break up. Now Will and Angie.
My phone updated against my will in the middle of the night.
Hey, uh, Miggy?
I can't handle anything else.
I...just need help picking out a hunky subletter for Angie.
Oh, your thing has hunks?
ALL: Pleasure to meet you.
Oh, Miggy way in.
(sniffing)
Nothing. (sniffs)
Nothing.
Wait! I'm getting something.
(sniffs)
The scent of eggnog reminds me of...
Yes? Yes?
(sniffs)
The eggnog candle reminds me of eggnog!
(groans) Well, I see how you got there.
God!
I'm never gonna remember how the cuddle happened!
It's no use. Let's just blow these out.
(blowing) Ah! (sniffs)
My snowman candle smells just like disappointing Christmas morning.
Mmm!
(sniffs)
(high-pitched) ♪ I'll meet you right here ♪
(low-pitched) ♪ I'll meet you right here ♪
"Ham" for three points!
I eat ham!
- I feel so beautiful right now. - (scribbling)
- Should I be an artist? - WILL: Yeah.
Ready? Go!
Whoa!
- Wow! - I'm Angie!
Whoa!
It's uncanny.
(blows)
You sure you're okay on the floor?
You mean my nest?
- It's comfy. - Aww.
I feel like a little baby bird.
(blows)
Aw, man.
Left one lit.
I'm not burning this house down again.
♪♪
(blows)
♪♪
POPPY: Ang?
What's happening?
Oh, God! Is it too many candles?
Should we call poison control?
(blows)
♪♪
(sighs)
Good night, Will.
(inhales sharply)
Good night, Angie.
It was me.
I was the cuddler.
(gasps) Ooh! Poppy's scandalized.
I'm done drinking -- forever!
Except for weekends and holidays and my birthday and Mondays,
because Mondays are hard, you know!
Okay, stop talking like a nightshirt on Etsy!
Does Will remember?
I don't know.
What if he does?
What if I've ruined our friendship
and -- and he doesn't even feel the same way?
Wait, feel the same way...
(whispering) as you feel?!
How do you feel exactly?
I don't know, Poppy.
(sighs) God!
I mean, it's Will.
He -- He sneaks greens into my morning cereal,
like he's Jessica Seinfeld!
But then sometimes,
I feel like maybe...
(normal voice) Yeah?
Oh, my God. Oh, my -- Oh, my God.
Okay. Okay. Angie, you got to talk to him.
No! I'm not doing this, okay?
Grab a garbage bag and start throwing stuff in there!
Off to Barstow!
♪♪
I'm just trying to figure out what Angie was doing last night.
I mean, she's barely packed,
nobody will look me in the eye,
which is making me very self-conscious because I had a stye last week.
I wouldn't read into it.
- Uh, there was a blackout last night. - There was a blackout?
Yeah, but Angie had candles,
- so we lit those, and -- - Wait.
So, you two were alone together...in candlelight?
It's not what you think.
We were just eating chicken wings and hanging out.
It was so boring, we fell asleep.
Wait, you slept here?
More like passed out 'cause we were so drunk.
(chuckles) Can I please start over?
...like, let's throw 'em back, throw 'em back...
(sighs)
We got to get Will away from Derek and over to Angie.
Hey.
I think Angie likes Will.
Angie likes Will?
Will likes Angie!
- (whispering) Shut up! - What has happened to me?
- I used to be a man! - (normal voice) Ooh!
It's so exciting, right?
Those poor kids.
I warned him not to date within the friend group.
We had to learn that the hard way.
Hey. I have no regrets.
Fine.
Let's go rescue Lollipop Boy.
That's right. I still say it.
Girls!
I gotta say, this whole thing sounds pretty sketchy.
And this is coming from a guy who once called the cops on himself.
Will, go inside. Need you to sit on an over-packed suitcase.
(whispering) Thank you.
So, Derek, Amy and Emma --
they're gonna give your vehicle a full diagnostic inspection,
make sure you get back to Barstow safely.
Oh, thanks, sir, but my Honda's brand-new. It runs great.
Yeah. The girls are gonna look at your car, Derek.
Okay, Derek, time to leave now.
Oh, sorry. We can't.
These nice ladies are gonna fix the Honda.
- Pop 'er open. - Got it.
No, uh, we're going now.
We'll take my van. Start loading bags.
- What's the hurry? - Move!
Will. Can I have a mo?
I honestly do not have a mo --
- Overruled! I'm taking a mo. - I'm looking for Angie.
(whispering) Do you realize what I'm about to do?
I'm gonna cross party lines and share Angie's secrets.
- (gasps) - I know.
That's girl-on-girl crime. I'm a traitor to my own country!
- Angie's your country? - Yes!
She's my best friend, and that makes her my country.
And I want what's best for my country.
So here goes.
We talked about last night --
Shhhhhhh!
You are either helping with this hunk problem
or you're sitting and reading quietly to yourself!
- (door slams) - Get in here!
(door closes)
Will, I think she has feelings for you.
No! Wait, what?!
Hold on. (chuckling) No!
Wait. What?
No! Wait. What?
I don't have time for this, okay? We are on a clock.
Right. W-What did she say?
Nothing. You know, I-I-I just know her.
I know when she pretends to like Taylor Swift ironically
but she really likes her music,
and I know when she's harboring feelings for her friend,
but she doesn't know if he feels the same way about her.
But she told me she wanted to try this whole Derek thing.
She said she wants a better life.
I think you're her better life.
Now, you have a window.
I-I don't know how big it is.
She could get in that car and not come back,
but if you tell her how you feel right now,
you have a chance.
Okay.
I'm gonna do it.
(sighs) Wow!
Ohh, the stakes could not be higher.
But it's clear I just need to take a deep breath,
man up, and work on Angie's slideshow.
You did not just say that.
In the right hands, a slideshow can be art.
She is packing the car! We don't have time for this!
Poppy, this is the most important thing I've ever done.
I'm not gonna not do it with a slideshow.
Besides, I already made it.
I just need to add one slide. I got this.
I know the perfect song.
♪ I'm 15 for a moment -- ♪
Will.
Do not use that song.
Honestly...
I might.
Will.
No.
I might.
RORY: All right.
So you've had one-on-one time with each and every one of the guys.
Who's it gonna be?
Jared...
Jared R...
Jared T...
or Dave?
♪♪
I don't know. They're all so amazing.
Maybe if I visited their hometowns?
- Hmm. - Hey, can I steal Miggy for a sec?
Oh, yeah.
I just want to let you know my heart is open.
And I just want to say that I'm genuine.
Jared R. is not here for the right reasons.
Don't do that. Come on, man.
Miggy, you have to make a decision.
It's time...to face the guys.
(suspenseful music plays)
(exhales sharply)
It was a pleasure getting to know you all.
I-I honestly believe
that Angie's subletter is standing in this room.
So...
(inhales deeply)
...the person I pick is...
(music intensifies)
♪♪
...is...
♪♪
I'm sorry. I can't.
Gentlemen, a quick break?
What is wrong with you?
I can't let three hearts get broken!
I just want everyone to be happy --
Poppy, Douglas, Angie, Will, Derek,
all the Jareds, and the Dave!
What if there's a way that we can get out of this
without breaking any hearts?
Sorry, I just wanted to say that...
I think I'm falling in love with this house.
Calm down, Dave. It's a sublet.
♪ I'm 15 for a moment ♪
Just feel the beat. Don't think.
- ♪ Caught in between 10 and 20 ♪ - Just...slide.
♪ And I'm just dreaming ♪
Man, you are into whatever you're working on.
(click, music stops)
We never got to finish our chat.
What is that? Is that PowerPoint?
Oh, it -- it -- uh, nothing.
Uh, I would love to chat,
but let's get away from all this tech
and go someplace where we can have a real man-to-man conversation.
(dryer humming)
You know my grandfather invented the dryer?
(clicks tongue) That's a lie. I don't know why I said that.
Anyway, about Angie...
- Angie? - D'Amato, Will.
I...think you know we're talking about Angie D'Amato.
Right. Well, what about her?
Listen, I may not be school-smart, okay,
but I'm intuitive.
I always know when the drummer from my band is gonna die.
I'm 2-2 on that.
So I'm good at sensing things.
And I'm sensing something with Angie.
Angie...?
Again, D'Amato.
Mm.
There's obviously something going on between you.
So, I wouldn't be able to live with myself
if I didn't look you in the eye
and, once and for all...
say...
thank you.
Huh?
Whatever you're feeling, you're not acting on it
because you know that if this worked,
she would have a family and -- and Graham would have a dad.
And you not interfering with that,
that's --
that's cool.
You're cool.
Um...
thanks.
I don't know where you are on hugs...
- Um... - ...but for the record, I'm pro.
Mngh!
(Five for Fighting's "100 Years" plays)
Noooooooooo!!
- ♪ Caught in between 10 and 20 ♪ - Will?
♪ And I'm just dreamin' ♪
- ♪ Counting the ways ♪ - W-What is this?
♪ To where you are ♪
U-Uhhhhhh...
- (music continues) - Angie? Ma'am?
Please give me my laptop.
There's...top-secret weather stuff on there.
This is, like...
from every moment I've had with you since we met.
That time we went storm-chasing,
when we were stoned on melatonin with the butterflies,
when we...kidnapped that goose.
♪ There's still time for you ♪
You -- You spent some real time on this.
Please, just give me my laptop.
♪ 15, there's never... ♪
Okay.
Thank you.
- Gah! - Angie, I'm not --
- Hunh! Huhh! - Ang-- Angie, please!
- No! No! - Give me the laptop!
Give me the laptop! Angie! Give me the laptop! Angie!
(outro plays)
♪♪
(song ends)
Well...
what do you want to say?
(sighs)
I want to say...
Uh...
I want to say...
(voice breaking) have a good summer in Barstow.
That's everything?
(sighs) Pretty much, yeah.
Okay.
I will.
DEREK: Ready to go, Angie?
- Car's pretty much packed. - Yeah.
We should hit the road.
Yeah. My turtle's probably getting restless.
I don't want her peeing in the new car.
(chuckles softly)
♪♪
You give that desert hell, girl.
Don't find another best friend while I'm gone, okay?
- No way! - (car door opens)
- You're my country. - (car door closes)
Heh?
Well, Miggy did it again.
What he means is, we found you a new subletter.
MIGGY: All four! They'll all be paying you rent.
40K a month, baby!
Oh, sweet angel.
Not even close.
But it'll be a good chunk of money, minus my fee.
That's amazing.
(chuckles) Aw!
♪♪
(sighs) For the road.
♪♪
No heart attacks till I get back, okay?
♪♪
(sighs) So...
have a good summer in Barstow.
- You said that already. - WILL: Right.
But I meant it.
Bye, Will.
(chuckles)
Hey, um...
in case we don't call or text as much as we usually do,
just...
...don't finish Gavel Town without me.
(chuckles)
And...
♪♪
...remember to miss me.
I'll do my best.
(laughs)
Mm.
♪♪
Gosh. It's a shame.
I got excited those two were gonna make it work.
(car door opens)
Well, I haven't given up hope yet.
(car door closes)
- (engine starts) - Oh! Girls.
I forgot to say goodbye.
Let's not make this a production.
♪♪
(seatbelt clicks)
Hey! Derek! You're 20 short!
We take Venmo, dude!
♪♪
(gearshift clicks)
♪♪
(sighs)
This is so sad!
Let's focus on the positive, like...
I got something.
This guy made me an incredible slideshow.
You watched it?
Twice! I got misty.
It's almost as if the slideshow took place...
- Between the slides! - ...between the slides.
- WILL: Yes! - DOUGLAS: Yes!
Go ahead. You can play it.
("100 Years" plays)
WILL, POPPY, AND MIGGY: ♪ I'm 15 for a moment ♪
♪ Caught in between 10 and 20 ♪
♪ And I'm just dreamin' ♪
♪ Counting the ways to where you are ♪
All right, look, if you think I'm gonna be part of this, you're insane.
♪ I'm 22 for a moment ♪
I knew our parents were lame, but this is --
this is physically upsetting.
♪ ...than ever, and we're on fire ♪
♪ Makin' our way back from Mars ♪
♪ 15, there's still time for you ♪
♪ Time to buy and time... ♪
Well, this is...mostly trash.
Poppy needs to learn how to pack a carry-on.
Oh.
My snowman candle.
♪ When you only got a hundred years to live ♪
♪♪
♪ 15, there's still time for you ♪
♪ Time to buy and time to choose ♪
♪ Hey, 15 ♪
- ♪ There's never... ♪ - Good night, Will.
(inhales sharply) Good night, Angie.
♪ When you only got a hundred years to live ♪
I think I'm in love with you.
Mm-hmm?
♪♪
(music fades)
Oh, my God.
Butts!