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Want a light?
I know I have a lighter in here somewhere.
There it is.
Can I tell you something?
Yeah.
- But I don't want any shit. - Okay.
And I'm not really looking for an opinion if it's a judgmental one.
Okay.
We're getting a divorce, your mother and I.
- What? - I'm leaving her.
- Why? - Marriage is a grind.
I won't do it anymore.
This is a terrible idea, Dad.
Which part of "I'm not all that interested in your opinion"
don't you understand?
Well, you think you're going to be happier alone?
- Who says I got to be alone? - Is there someone else?
Not at the moment, but say I got 30 good years left in me.
- 30? - 20. 25.
You'll be 110.
Believe it or not, women think I'm handsome.
They think I'm funny.
They think I'm a good storyteller.
I might not be young,
but I have one last shot at finding love here.
What about Mom?
What about me, Peter?
Doesn't anyone care about me or my happiness?
- You already took off your ring. - Yeah.
- Where is it? - It's in a drawer.
I put it in a drawer.
Why don't you just hang on to it for a while?
Just until you realize what a colossal mistake you are making.
I'm not a rash person, Peter.
I've thought this all the way through and back,
and frankly, I think I deserve a little credit.
It's a pretty brave move.
- Brave? - That's right. Brave.
They don't give out Bronze Stars for abandoning people.
We're not on the battlefield here, Peter.
Dad, please, please don't do this.
You're a big boy. You can handle it.
Easier to just euthanize the both of you.
You're the one with the problem. Maybe you ought to euthanize yourself.
Real nice, dad. Real nice.
- Hi, Peter. - Hi, M.
Did you have a chance to look everything over yet?
Yeah. I'm in the process of looking
or having it looked over, yeah.
I don't want to drag this out.
I'd just rather rip the Band-aid off.
Well, after 35 years,
it doesn't feel so much like a Band-aid as it does my own flesh.
I just mean the settlement, Peter.
Getting the paperwork signed
so we can be free of lawyers and lawyers fees.
Well, can we get together, though,
and, you know, talk through some of these things?
That's something more to talk through with your attorney, Peter.
Yeah, I know.
I'm waiting on notes from Heather,
but I thought it would be nice
and maybe even human if, you know, we could get together
and talk this through one last time.
I don't think that's a good idea, Peter.
- You don't? - No.
You need to figure out what works for you.
We can't break up together.
Okay, well, I'm going away this weekend, so...
I'll look it over by the time I'm back.
Thank you.
Hey, Nick. Sorry.
I just wanted to check that I'm not forgetting anything down there.
No worries.
This one will get you into the basement,
and then this one will get you into the storage room.
Oh, and did you text your dad about dinner?
I will. Yeah.
I think the movers will be over till 6:00 or so.
Yeah, I'll let him know, yeah.
'Cause it sounds like he still thinks we're coming.
I'm on it, Thea.
- All right. - I just...
My dad's been up my ass recently.
It's okay.
Oh, and the... the letter is in the works.
- Love you. - You too.
- Nick. - Yeah.
Hey, what's up, man?
Calling in my favor here.
Can you cover for me on Saturday?
Oh, shit, George, I'm getting dragged to Mexico
for my bachelor party this weekend.
- That's this weekend? - Yeah.
- Oh, shit. - Sorry, man. Next time.
All right. I'm hoping to go to a coffee conference
in Oslo this spring, so bank my favor till then.
If I'm still working here listening to Steve's playlists come spring,
I'm going to blow my fucking brains out.
- You know he's a deejay, right? - Yeah.
Doesn't change how I feel about his playlists.
All right. See you back in there.
So, do you know what you'd like?
Yeah. I'll have the club sandwich.
- Anything to drink? - Do you have iced tea?
- We do. - Cool.
- Can I have an Arnold Palmer? - Yes.
How is the quiche?
It's really good.
It's prepared with kale and goat cheese.
I was having a hard time picking between that and the terrine.
They're both really good. Very different.
You know what? I'll have the falafel.
Okay.
All right, wide as you can. All right.
Sunish, I forgot your wife's name again.
What was it again? What's your wife's name?
I remember it being a pretty name.
And it's 5, 4, 3, 2...
Hi.
Hi, Dad.
How are you feeling?
Got you something for your wall.
The next time, I'm going to bring a hammer and a nail.
But for now,
I thought it could live right here.
Yeah. Huh? What do you think?
Yeah, you love this movie.
Quoted it constantly.
"You can't have your cake and shoot it too."
"So they call me Concentration Camp Ehrhardt?"
Tuh, Tuh. Lunfh.
Tulum. That's right. I'm going there this weekend.
I'd take you with me if I could.
Now, you know what I was thinking?
Maybe...
Maybe you ought to start wearing this again.
You know, with Mom looking down at us,
I think it would mean the world to her.
I'm having dinner with the boys tonight.
Hello.
Hey, Mr. Pearce. Your son's here.
Great. Send him up.
Come in.
- Hey, Dad. - Hey. How's it going?
Good. Good. Wow.
This place is great.
Thanks. Oh.
- You look good. - No, you.
- What? - You been working out?
- A little. - Well, it shows!
You're bigger in your chest and your shoulders.
All right. Thank you. Here, I got you a housewarming gift.
Oh, wow. Thank you.
Well, this is great.
I really like it.
Oh, it smells great, too.
Thank you. It's really nice.
Is Nick close by?
He's coming. I assume Thea as well.
Probably, yeah.
- How's work? - It's good.
Yeah? You like your boss?
Yeah.
She's demanding, but she's fair.
Well, that's great.
Fairness is all you can ask for these days.
You come out to the people at work yet?
No. The only person I actually want to know I'm gay
is this girl named Miranda,
who I'm pretty sure has a crush on me.
Well, I can see the confusion.
You're not swishy gay.
- Swishy gay? - You know what I mean.
Dad, that's... that's not cool.
Okay.
Are you going to be here for a while?
Uh, well, I don't know.
I mean, it depends on how your mom and I turn out.
You guys are going ahead with the divorce, aren't you?
Well, if it were up to me,
your mom and I would continue working on the marriage.
Uh, Nick says he can't make it.
What?
He says "Need to deal with a bunch of shit."
- Why did he text you? - I don't know.
You're supposed to text the host, not the guest.
I'm sure you'll hear from him, Dad.
Well, shit. I mean, what am I going to do with all this food?
I'll take some home with me. I'll eat it tomorrow.
- Where's the bathroom? - It's in the bedroom.
Voice text to Nicholas Pearce.
Where are you going?
It would have been nice if you told me directly.
I got a shit ton of food here,
and I was looking forward to seeing you and Thea.
Oh, and I'm sorry for showing up at the restaurant
unannounced the other day.
You know, I happened to be in the neighborhood, and...
Dad.
Sorry for bringing up the seating at your wedding again.
I wanted you to know I'm happy to sit next to Mom.
All right. Love you.
Send.
- Where are you going? - What?
I said where are you going?
Tulum.
Thought it'd be nice to get a little sun.
You're not actually going to Tulum this weekend, are you?
I am. Why? Is that a problem?
Dad, we are going to Tulum this weekend.
For Nick's bachelor party.
How would I have known that?
Because I told you. We talked about it.
I have absolutely no recollection of that, Mickey.
What?
How'd you land on Tulum?
It was Papa's idea.
Papa hasn't been able to express an idea in over a year.
- What do you mean? - Papa's a vegetable.
Look, I really just need to get out of town, you know,
get a break from the city, from the divorce, from work.
God, Nick's going to go through the fucking roof.
Hey, I didn't know you guys would be there.
He's already upset about the timing of your and mom's breakup.
Well, that's not my fault, Mickey, I didn't choose that.
I know. But now to crash his bachelor party?
I wouldn't be crashing his bachelor party.
What would you be doing?
I'd be going on my own personal vacation.
It's a tough sell, Dad.
I've got nothing to prove, Mickey.
Okay, please don't take this the wrong way, but...
...with everything that you're going through, you sort of present
as... as, like, a bit needy.
That's interesting. I... Hmm.
I don't see myself that way.
I feel like Nick's bachelor party, if you're there, even if it's peripherally,
it's just going to become about you
and what you're going through instead of being about Nick.
I'll cancel it.
Just reschedule for another weekend.
I can tell you what restaurants we eat at,
where to find the strippers and the blow.
I'm going to cancel the trip.
But I'm telling you right now,
I am not going to spend the rest of my days in a rocking chair.
No one's expecting that.
Good, 'cause that's not going to happen.
I've got a life to lead too.
A United representative will be with you in...
32 minutes.
- Hello? - Oh!
I'm calling to change a flight for a reservation I made.
Okay. Do you have a confirmation number?
Um, no, but I-I booked it through Orbitz, so I thought...
Unfortunately, you're going to have to contact Orbitz directly.
We can't alter third-party transactions.
Since you didn't purchase any sort of travel insurance,
you will be charged 100% of the ticket price if you cancel.
- And I can't change the dates? - No, you cannot.
- And if I cancel, I get back $0? - That is correct.
So what's the point of canceling?
Just to make room for another traveler. You don't have to cancel.
Oh, I know I don't have to cancel.
And is there anything else I can do for you?
No, that's all.
Please hold for a brief survey.
I'm not doing your fucking survey.
Mr. Pearce, I just spoke with the owner of our property,
and she would be happy to switch your dates around free of charge.
Mr. Pearce? Mr. Pearce? Hello?
It would have been nice if you told me directly.
I got a shit ton of food here,
and I was looking forward to seeing you and Thea.
What's up, buddy? How's it going?
Good. Excited to see everyone.
Dad was offended I couldn't make it to dinner the other night.
I think he just wanted you to see his new apartment.
Well.
Hey, how's everything at work?
It's good. Yeah.
Love to get up there. See you in action.
Yeah, any time.
What is going on?
I-I don't know.
- Is this some sort of prank? - No, he's not supposed to be here.
'Cause I'm really not in the mood for it, man.
- You didn't know he was coming? - No.
He told me he had a ticket. He said that he booked the trip
without realizing we would be there.
- What? - Yeah, he said that...
He said that Papa told him to book it.
- Papa can't speak. - I know. Don't shoot the messenger.
- Why didn't you ask him to reschedule? - I did, and he said that he would.
You think I want him here?
- Where is he staying? - I don't know.
Not with us.
When we land, let's disembark swiftly.
Sir.
Oh, right. Gracias.
You won't even know I'm here.
This has got to be some sort of test.
What do you mean?
I don't know. I just feel like I'm being tested.
By, like, the gods?
Yeah.
Not everything needs to inspire an existential panic, Nick.
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
Now, you boys be safe.
Have fun. I'll see you back home.
All right, Aaron and Chris are clearing customs.
Arroyo realized that his passport was expired,
but his wife was able to bring his Chilean passport
to the airport and he got on a later flight.
You know that feeling when you're watching an experimental movie
and you're like 30 minutes in and there's still no plot and no suspense,
no real mystery, and you think,
"Oh, shit, the whole thing is going to be like this"?
Yeah.
I think that's where I am in my life.
Like, "Oh, shit. The whole thing is going to be like this."
You're about to get married.
It's implied, isn't it?
Did I tell you I was diagnosed with double depression?
You mentioned it, yeah.
Not sure I fully understand it, but it...
it doesn't sound good.
- Can you have triple depression? - Yeah, I think so.
- Quadruple depression? - Probably. I can.
- Sorry, man. - What's up, you guys?
- What's up? - Hey.
- Oh, good to see you, man. - You look great, man.
Thank you for coming, buddy.
- Both leg bones. - We're glad you made it.
So, what are we waiting on?
- Okay. There you go. - Okay.
And is breakfast included?
Yes. You can either call down for room service
or you can join us in the restaurant before 10:00.
I'm sorry for all the confusion of the booking.
Oh, that's okay. We're glad you were able to join us in the end.
Dr. Pearce? Oh, thank God you're here.
Russell?
Cracked a tooth eating crab ceviche.
- Oh, no. - Have a look?
- I don't have my kit. - Ah.
- Okay. - Ah! Aaah!
Oh, God. Jesus Christ.
I'm messing with you. Cracked a tooth eating crab ceviche.
Yeah, got it. You got me.
- Hey, are you staying here? - Yes.
- You? - No, no, I'm just here for a lunch.
Hey, you know, I'm driving over to one of the properties I'm developing.
Why don't you come with me?
No, I haven't even dropped my bags off.
Come on. I'll have you back in 30.
Then you can inflict that body on all the honeymooners.
Well, all right. Why don't I check in and I'll...
- I'll pull the car up. - And I'll see you out front.
- Crab ceviche. - Yeah.
That was good.
Holy shit. There's a tree coming right through the deck.
This is insane.
Hola, señor!
- Hola! - Mr. Yates.
Where do we find the cervezas?
- It's all right? - It's all right.
- All right. I was nervous. - Thank you, Mickey.
Of course.
Come here. Give me some.
Dude, thank you for coming.
Guys, come in. Gather, gather, gather.
What is it, Lowry?
- Nick! - Yeah. I'm coming.
Come, come, come.
Ah, Nick, I wanted to give you a little gift
to commemorate our beautiful friendship.
It's called The Humbler.
Okay.
You get on all fours, you fasten it to your nutsack
so that if you stand up, it will rip your balls off.
Is it true that you got on all fours when you proposed to Thea?
Yeah, I was wearing the Humbler when I popped the question.
The Humbler consists of testicle cuff,
which is mounted at the midpoint of a bar
which sits at the base of the buttocks.
What the fuck, why are you all acting like this isn't funny?
It's funny. It's funny. It's...
It's a little overdetermined, but I appreciate it.
I'm going to get changed. Check out the beach.
- It's not polite to regift things. - What the fuck?
It's freaky as fuck. It's funny.
What the fuck?
What is that?
It looks like seaweed.
I read there's a bay somewhere we have access to.
Maybe there's less seaweed.
Last one in the water gets humbled!
There he goes.
Let's go make some margaritas.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Are you flying down here solo, Dr. Pearce?
Yeah. My wife and I are taking some space, and I needed to get away.
Well, the Yucatán's a great place to clear your mind.
You got it all... Incredible access to nature, beaches,
cenotes, jungle, got great food, great drink,
and if you want to take in a movie, you got Playa del Carmen.
Is that right?
You know, Kathie and I aren't together anymore either.
No, I didn't know. I'm sorry to hear that, Sipple.
That's all right.
Can I ask what happened?
Well, Kathie's got a lot of health issues,
and I didn't feel like being a caretaker for the rest of my life.
Besides, she can afford professional care.
- You dating much? - No, not yet. No.
I recently got hooked up with this high-end dating service.
And what makes it high-end?
Well, when I go in to see this woman who runs this operation,
we sit down and she starts showing me photographs of women.
Kind of like flipping through her folio, you know?
She turns to this one page, and I say "her,"
and she says, "You like her look?"
And I said, "No, I like her."
And she says, "Well, I don't know who she is.
She's just a reference photo to get an idea of your taste."
And I say, "Look, you're good at what you do.
If you're really high-end, you'll find her."
And this woman, this high-end headhunter,
matchmaker, whatever you want to call her,
she tracked the woman in the photo down,
and we've already been on a few dates now.
- No shit. - I think she might be the one.
- You likey? - What's not to likey?
I have another development.
Very high-end exclusive club right on the water.
Cheapest parcel in that development, it cost you about $2.5.
- Million? - Yeah.
- And that's just for the dirt. - Wow.
Does a New York dentist pull in that kind of dough?
No. God, no.
Especially after getting a divorce.
Did you hear about the couple in their 90s that filed for divorce?
They go into the lawyer's office and the lawyer says to them,
"Ira, Bess, you're both in your 90s. Why bother getting divorced?"
And they answer him, "We were waiting for the kids to die."
Can I ask you a question?
Sure. Anything.
Did you find a new dentist?
A friend of mine hooks me up with this guy.
He sets me up with the wireless headphones.
I sit and watch an episode of "Planet Earth" while he cleans my teeth.
- Well, I miss your business. - I'll come in for a cleaning sometime.
Yeah, please do.
Chicos. Hey.
Hello?
Hey, Dad.
What's up? How's... How's the house?
It's... It's great.
How's the hotel?
It's very nice. Thank you.
What are you up to?
Just hanging on the beach.
Is the seaweed bad over by you?
No, actually, it's not too bad.
You guys are welcome to come over and use my beach if you like.
Do you want to come to dinner with us tonight?
What?
Do you want to join us tonight?
That's very nice, Nick, and really honestly.
But, you know, I don't want you to feel pressured to include me.
You're here. The guys would love to see you.
Well, I'd love to see the guys.
Hey, Aaron.
I invited your Uncle Peter to dinner tonight.
Really? I'll be glad to see him. That's great, Nick.
I don't want him hanging out alone in his hotel.
Man, you're getting more and more handsome every day.
- You do look great, man. - Thanks, guys.
Sorry I forgot my passport, man. Cassie saved the day.
- My bro. - You made it.
- Yeah. - Grab a drink.
- Mickey. - Hey, what's up, Arroyo?
- You're like a fully grown man now. - Oh, God. I'm getting there.
- Do you want a drink or something? - I'll have whatever you're having.
All right.
Cheers, guys. Thanks for showing up.
I really appreciate it.
- We're in this together. - Cheers, cheers, cheers.
Ah. Gracias.
Excuse me. Are you with Nick's group?
- No. - Oh, okay. Sorry.
That's all right. Do you mind if I sit and wait here?
- No, not at all. - Thank you.
My, uh... My son's having a bachelor party here,
and all the guys are around your age.
That's fun. That's cool they brought you along.
Yes.
And what about you? What brings you here?
I'm getting hitched tomorrow, actually.
- No shit. - Yeah, yeah.
Rehearsal dinner tonight.
- Well, congratulations. - Thank you.
I went to New Orleans for my bachelor party.
Well, that is the place to have a bachelor party.
- Right? - I once, in my youth...
- How old are you? - 30.
Okay. I was younger.
And I was like 20 at the time,
and I did not have my shit together the way you kids do now.
- Do you know who Fats Domino is? - Of course.
- So I went to... - Hi, honey.
Hi.
How you doing?
I'm good. Yeah. Join us. I was just...
I was just chatting with this gentleman about his New Orleans days.
- Are you the bride to be? - That's kind. I'm a friend.
He didn't think I knew who Fats Domino was.
- Come on, now. - Okay.
I'm just very happy people still listen to the Fat Man.
Well, are you gonna regale us with the story or not?
I went to this Fats Domino concert.
I was in my 20s, and I had dropped two hits of acid.
And I remember I was tripping out on the saxophonist,
and I was thinking, "God, that looks like fun."
And then I thought, "Wait a minute. I know how to do that."
- You play an instrument? - Not a note.
- Okay. - No idea.
- Okay. - And so...
I approached the stage, and in my head,
I'm thinking, "Well, he's going to love this
because it's like crowd participation
and he's probably just going to hand me the sax and just let me wail."
But instead of waiting for him to offer me the sax,
I grabbed for it.
And you know, the sax is... it's attached to a cord.
It goes around your neck, and I start pulling on it,
and the saxophonist just punches me right in the mouth.
You got punched out by Herb Hardesty?
Yes, I did.
At least you got punched out by a legend.
Well, thank you.
I saw Herb Hardesty play once with Tom Waits.
- You did? - Mm-hmm.
- On the Blue Valentine tour. - Did you make it on stage?
Oh, I took a cigarette right out of Tom Waits's mouth.
I'm sure Herb would have been happier to see you approach than me.
- I'm Peter, by the way. - Otto.
- Eileen.
Hi. Your table is ready. I'll show you where it is.
- Oh, okay. - Thank you.
Hey, congratulations on the wedding.
Hey, thank you. Congrats on your son's as well.
Thank you.
There he is.
Uncle Pete.
Hey, Mickey.
You look great, man.
Hey, Nick.
Yates. Thank you for having me.
All right, Chris.
Got a head start on the margarita.
- Feeling okay, Nick? - Yeah. All right.
My parents said to say hi, Pete.
How do they know I'm here?
I text with them.
Why do you want to know? You dirty dog.
We were all, like, really surprised to hear about you and Maria.
I'm not sure if we're, like, technically related anymore,
but I'll always think of you as my uncle.
Well, thank you for telling me that, Aaron.
Everyone, I'm not going to stand up, but I wanted to make a toast.
Stand up.
- Come on, stand up. - Stand up.
Why not?
- Stand up. - Get up there.
I just wanted to raise a glass to Nick and Thea.
I love you both a lot, and I'm really excited for you guys.
And thank you to everyone for showing up.
Oceans, expired passports, broken legs be damned.
Cheers.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
I'd actually like to say something.
Okay, here we go.
It's not very easy to think
of a way to roast or toast you, Nick,
without sending you running for the hills.
That's right.
There's something I'd like to cop to.
When I'm in your presence, I find myself
really pushing back against your criticisms of movies
and books and television and songs.
And let's see, people, places, things.
Am I missing anything? You can be critical.
- Roasts, toasts. - Yeah. Roasts, toasts.
- Suits. - Suits.
But what I want to say is that I then later find myself,
you know, behind your back
and without ever giving you any credit,
picking up your same arguments and defending your positions,
knowing that you were there the whole time at the finish line,
just waiting for the rest of us to get there.
So I hope that you're easier on the institution of marriage
than you are on everything else.
And I wish you and Thea a lifetime of joy.
Cheers to you. - To Nick and Thea.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
You'll make me cry, and I don't want it.
Thanks, man.
- Cheers, boys. - May I, Nick?
- Come on. We need beers. - Well, stand up.
Well, again, I want to thank you for including me.
You did not have to do that.
He sort of did.
No, actually, he didn't. So thank you, Nick.
And, Mickey, what a thoughtful brother you are,
to have pulled all this together.
Can we make this into a roast? This is still a bachelor party.
Come on. This is not your daughter's quinceañera.
Lowry, just shut the fuck up, okay?
- Shut up! - I'll shut up. I'll shut up.
Thank you.
Okay.
Young Nicholas, AKA Mr. Sunshine,
presented a parenting challenge.
He was... He was smarter than his mother and I.
From the moment he came out of the womb.
I remember his kindergarten teacher had Maria and I
sit down to say that he was too smart for kindergarten.
So he goes to the first grade and then we get called back
by his first grade teachers to have the same conversation.
Now, it's pretty intimidating as a parent
when your kid's teachers keep saying that he's a genius.
You know, we... We didn't want to hold you back,
but we did worry what skipping two years
would do to you socially.
But I think, looking at this group around you, Nick,
I don't think much social damage was done.
I think you got yourself a pretty, pretty solid cadre,
you know, save Lowry, who I don't get, I never got.
He's such an unpleasant, odd little man.
I love you, too.
But, you know, in all seriousness...
You know, as you guys get older
and your lives start to take shape,
you're going to have to work harder to find time for each other.
But it is well worth the effort.
Because you're really going to want to have these friendships
when you're my age.
I am... I'm just so excited for your journey.
I love you, Nick.
- Yeah! - Cheers.
Gracias.
Peter.
Hey, Otto. How's dinner?
Really great, man. How was yours?
Very good.
- Hey, this is my fiancée, Hewette. - One second.
No, gracias. Never mind.
Hey, Peter Pearce. Nice to meet you.
- And congrats on the big weekend. - Thank you.
Peter is the guy with the story about the saxophone.
Otto was telling your story over dinner.
- And how'd it play? - It was better when you told it.
We were going to go to a bar with some friends
when we were finished if you and your guys want to join.
That's nice, but I think I'm going to
just go back to the hotel, catch up on work.
Well, what are you and the guys doing tomorrow?
Uh, no plans yet.
I think I'm just going to do my own thing.
Do you want to see the cenotes in the morning?
- What? - Tomorrow?
The, um... The... The underwater caves.
I was looking at pictures of them.
Wait, what time were you thinking of going?
- Do you have a car? - No, but I'm sure I can rent one.
Okay. Do you want to go?
Not tomorrow I don't.
Can you pick me up at Dune at, say, 8:00 a.m.?
- Sure. - Perfect.
All right.
Let's go get our photos taken so we can go back inside.
Let's do it. All right. I'll see you then.
- Hey, get home safe. - You too.
- Dune. - Dune. 8:00.
That's right.
Usually people have, like, one where they're like,
"Oh, this is mine."
All right, I'm going to go smoke.
Nick, What is going on, man?
Thea and I are breaking up.
I didn't want to say anything till after the trip.
I know how much time you spent planning all this.
But I can't seem to pretend to enjoy myself too convincingly.
So...
I'm so sorry, Nick.
Did something happen?
I'm broke.
My mental health is in shambles.
I'm waiting tables at 35.
Smoking cigarettes like a fucking moron.
Think you guys will sort things out?
I'm working on a letter to send out to friends and family
letting them know that the wedding is off.
I can't even seem to do that. I'm such a fucking deadbeat.
Do you want help with the letter?
Shit winds are really fucking blowing.
Keep it between us for now.
All I can say is you can't have your cake and shoot it too.
- Hello? - Hi, Mr. Pearce.
This is your 7:00 a.m. wake-up call.
All right. Okay. Thank you.
- Hi. - Oh, hi.
Hi. It's Peter. We met last night.
- Yeah. - Hi.
Yeah. What's going on?
Well, I'm meeting Otto.
We're going to do a tour of the cenotes.
And he asked me to pick him up and said he would be out front and...
- Oh, Otto. - No.
I mean, I can try calling up to the room to see.
Wouldn't be too much of a hassle?
- No, no, no. - Oh.
- Yeah. - Oh, thank you.
Sure.
Great.
- Sorry. - Oh, no, no.
- Thank you, though. - It's okay.
It's Otto. It's Otto.
- Hey. - What's up, buddy?
- How's it going? - Good. Good.
Is Nick off his meds?
I don't know.
Are you on anything?
Yeah, I'm on an SSRI for my anxiety.
- What about you? - Yeah, same.
I mean, I wasn't even that anxious.
I just felt like not being medicated in the 21st century
is like not using an iPhone to prove a point.
Yeah, I was worried it was going to reduce my sex drive
or cause all the dick stuff.
And?
Haven't had any problems with that.
So...
But are you dating much?
I'm trying to. I...
I just came out, so it's all very new for me. Yeah.
I heard that. That's huge, man. Congrats.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Did you always know you were gay?
Yeah, since I was like 10 or so.
Like, everyone was always speculating about it behind my back.
So from an early age, I wanted to, like, prove them wrong.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Did you always know you were straight?
I guess that's a privilege of being straight is to not have to think about it.
You can just sort of fail forward into a life that feels ordinary, you know?
Yeah.
I did participate in an all-male sex club in the first grade.
What is a sex club?
It was like five boys and we'd go into a hut in the back of our classroom.
We pretended it was book club.
We'd march in there with all of our books.
And right there in the middle of a classroom,
we'd give each other blowjobs.
I remember leaving that hut
and joining the recess line with these throbbing erections.
Why were they throbbing?
Well, 'cause you can't come at that age.
So it's all sort of just pent up there, I guess.
- You were in an edging club. - What's edging?
Like where you get someone right to the brink of coming, but then...
- I know what edging is. - Okay.
Why did your sex club end?
We tried to get a girl initiated,
and she ratted us out.
So the hut was removed from the classroom.
After that, you never questioned your sexuality?
No.
I did get a blowjob from a guy in high school.
Does your wife, like, know about all that?
Yeah. She knows.
It's so nice out.
Yeah, it's... it's perfect.
Hey.
Otto says he's sorry,
but he has to focus on getting ready and practicing vows.
No, of course. Of course.
He did say you're more than welcome to come to the wedding tonight.
Oh, well, that's nice.
I'm just embarrassed that I thought he would want
to sightsee with a total stranger on his wedding day.
The drinks were pretty strong last night.
Yeah, no, I'll bet. I'll bet.
How far are the cenotes from here?
I found one that's 25 minutes away.
How do you know the bride and the groom?
- The bride's my goddaughter. - Oh.
Her dad's one of my oldest friends.
And where do you all live in?
- In Berkeley. - Oh, wow.
I always wanted to live out west.
- Where do you live? - New York.
I just moved into an apartment downtown.
I have a good friend who lives in the Upper West,
so I stay with her when I visit.
My ex-wife and I, that's where we raised our kids.
Otto told me you're here for your son's bachelor party.
Not, you know, for.
I sort of got my own program,
but, you know, it was nice of them to include me to dinner.
How many kids do you have, Peter?
I have two boys.
You?
None. No kids. Never married.
Nicely done.
That's great.
If you don't have plans with your boys,
you really are welcome to come tonight.
- Really? - Yeah.
Won't that screw up the seating?
No, no, no. It's all pretty laid back.
Yeah. All right.
And I'm officiating, so I can bring a date if I want to.
You off book?
Close.
You want to try it out on me?
Let me see if I have it.
Good evening, everyone. I'm Eileen Link.
Hi.
Lowry, did you have breakfast yet?
What do you call this?
Yeah. Nice. Go.
Hey, guys.
Peter fucking Pearce! Yeah!
Dad, how'd you find us?
Nick gave me the address. I came to borrow a suit.
You know, Peter, the two of us, we're not so different.
Oh, and how is that?
We're both born fucking losers.
Speak for yourself.
I bet you're a lousy fucking dentist.
Well, I don't know what you'd have to compare me to,
judging from your teeth, Lowry.
I know more about teeth than you do.
You know, suck my dick.
My pleasure. It's my pleasure.
- Yeah. - Hey, kid.
Did you tell him, Mickey?
No, I didn't tell anyone anything.
Tell us what?
What's up, man?
Thea and I aren't getting married.
Oh. Wait, what did you say?
Thea and I, we're... we're breaking up.
What do you mean?
- She called it off. - Why?
I was unable to get my act together.
She's got a job offer in Philadelphia.
They've hired her as a curator at the Museum of Art there.
I didn't want to go.
But then when I came to my senses, she...
she realized she was better off without me.
Oh, shit.
Why do you need to borrow a suit anyway?
Because I met a woman last night and she invited...
Hey, is this... is this news to you guys?
I mean, I saw it coming, but I...
Well, it's better that this happens now
instead of a couple of years when you have kids and...
Dad, you can borrow one of my suits.
- Let's get you a shot. - Dad. Dad.
Does Aunt Maria know?
No, not yet. I owe her a call.
- You still call her Aunt Maria? - What do you want to do?
Hope you're not putting that shit up your nose.
- I'm not. - Insidious drug.
Just horrible stuff, Mickey.
It makes it a lot harder for your brother's antidepressants
to do their job when he's crashing from a cocaine bender.
So is it off-off or Nick off and it'll be on again?
I think it's off-off.
Hi.
- Hi. - Hi.
Okay. You may be seated.
Good evening, everyone. I'm Eileen Link.
And most importantly, I am Hewette's godmother.
I am hugely honored to be here in the role of officiant
over the marriage between two people I love and admire so very much.
I remember when Otto first started coming around
Hewette's family home...
Ready, set, go.
Let's kiss.
- Hey. - Hey.
You were really good up there.
- Really? - Yes.
Thank you.
It was very touching.
Ah. Is your son having a big wedding?
It wasn't going to be.
But then I forced him to invite family friends and cousins and...
And it's happening in New York?
Yeah.
Want to come?
When is it?
September.
I...
I have a... I don't know if you'd call it a romance
or partnership, but we live apart.
We go on vacation once or twice a year,
meet up for the holidays.
That sounds really nice.
It sounds so wonderfully unconventional.
When in September is your son's wedding?
The 28th.
Next wedding, then.
I think I've got to go check on my boys.
You seem like a nice man, Peter.
Thank you.
Congrats to your son.
Thanks.
Hey, Nick.
Hey, what's up?
I just thought I'd check in on you before I turned in.
What you working on?
Uh, it's a... a letter to send out to friends and family.
How was the wedding?
It was okay.
Yeah. I kind of wished it was yours
and I was sitting next to your mom.
But I was thinking, "You know, Philadelphia's..."
Have you seen "Rocky" recently?
Not recently, no.
There is a Rocky statue in Philadelphia.
Yeah, it's at the museum the Thea's going to work at.
So Rocky gets absolutely pummeled.
Just fucking pummeled,
and he loses this comically hard-fought battle.
And they build a statue to this man.
Right. What's your point?
You don't want to be living in Philadelphia.
Yeah.
I'm sorry, Dad.
You have nothing to apologize for.
Yeah, but I know it's a tough time for you too.
I got to finish this letter.
- I'm sorry. - Yeah.
- Good night, kiddo. - Night, Dad.
I got to wake Chris up or else he's going to miss his flight.
- You okay, man? - Yeah.
Good idea sending the guy on crutches to go do that.
Oh, poor guy.
Were you really not surprised about Nick and Thea splitting up?
I'm surprised Thea put up with it as long as she did.
Yeah.
Sometimes I have this very 1950s attitude.
Like he just has to pull himself up by his bootstraps, you know?
But sometimes you just see it for what it is.
What's up?
What a fucking headache this stuff is.
- What is that? - It's a settlement.
Would you mind not doing that in front of me?
Yes.
I'm sorry. Sorry.
So you and Arroyo.
You were out pretty late last night.
Yeah.
Just the two of you?
Is there something you'd like to know?
Did something happen?
Yeah, we hooked up. But he has a wife.
I doubt she's as cool with him having gay sex
as he pretends she is.
So you had gay sex.
We didn't have straight sex.
So do you like him?
Yeah, but he's married.
What does it matter? I... I don't know.
I feel pretty cheap, to be honest.
Like it was just some novelty for him.
Did you get off?
What?
I mean, maybe it's okay
to need some, you know, physical intimacy sometimes.
Will you please keep this to yourself?
I'm not going to tell anyone. Who would I tell?
What do you mean who are you going to tell?
- I'm your son. - I'm aware.
We know every single person in each other's lives.
I mean, there are probably 400 people you could tell
who I wouldn't want to know.
I just mean, I'm not... I'm not going to tell anyone, Mickey.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
But you had a good time?
Yeah.
That's good.
Yeah, that's the best.
How are you, Peter?
I'm good. How are you?
I'm okay.
- How was Mexico? - How'd you know I was there?
Mickey mentioned it. Robert did too.
He got the report from Aaron.
Well, it was... it was great. And it was...
It's so good to get some sun.
Hi. Hi, Peter.
- Eric. - Mm-hmm.
- Hi, Heather. - Hi.
Hi.
You guys hear about the couple in their 90s who got a divorce?
They waited for the kids to die.
Hey, Dad.
Dad?
Hi, Peter.
- Hi. - Your dad passed this morning.
- Yeah. - I'm so sorry.
Shouldn't someone have tried to contact me?
We tried a handful of times. We got voicemail.
Yeah, you had my old, uh... What about my wife?
- She didn't answer? - No.
Did... Or how...
Was he in pain?
No.
He didn't seem panicked or uncomfortable.
Oh. It's my wife.
Hi.
Yeah, I'm here.
He's gone.
This morning.
My father died this morning.
I'm an orphan now.
Uh, hold on. Is he here? Or his body?
Yes.
- Can I see him? - Sure.
Okay. I'm going to go say goodbye.
All right.
Yeah. I love you, too.
Just give me a moment to make sure he hasn't been relocated.
Oh, come on.
Jesus, Nick.
Nobody can reach you.
I... Sorry.
Papa Simon died.
- Shit. - Yeah.
He had another stroke.
I'm coming in.
Why did you run?
Because we couldn't get a hold of you.
We were worried.
Worried about what?
People worry about you, you know.
That you hurt yourself or something.
Oh, and Dad wanted me to tell you
that you really need to send out the letter
so people can get a refund on their flights.
Dad was worried I'd killed myself,
but wanted you to tell me that I was being selfish
in the event that I hadn't?
Yeah.
Do you think I could get, like, a sandwich or something?
Wait here. I'll bring something out.
Thanks.
Hey, Nick.
It's Thea.
I hope you had an okay time in Mexico.
Or that it was at least nice to be around friends.
I think it's important we get the e-mail out,
so I went ahead and drafted something
since I didn't get anything from you.
I sent you an e-mail draft, but I haven't heard back on that either.
I wrote, "Dear friends and family,
Nick and I have decided to call off our wedding.
We know a lot of you have booked plane tickets
and hotel rooms and made all sorts of plans
in order to celebrate with us.
We remain really touched by the efforts
and feel terribly to put you out.
I was always taught that the one you're with
should make you a better version of yourself.
I never quite understood what that meant.
Or maybe I didn't believe it until I met Nick.
I will never forget in the early days of our relationship,
Nick said to me,
'I think we will make each other better people.'
Six years later, I'm certain that's true.
Although we are going off in our own directions now,
not a second goes by that we aren't grateful for our time
together as a couple,
and it's impossible to put into words
how much our and each other's friends and family mean to us.
Hope to see you all very soon.
And again, sorry to have to send this note.
Love Nick and Thea."
- It was a nice note, Nick. - I thought so too.
- Hi. - Thanks for picking me up.
Of course.
My dad, my fucking dad.
In his will, he requested that he be cremated, you know?
And the one thing that was most important to my mom
was that they be buried together, right?
Now, Phil Silverman said that even Mom said, "Okay, fine.
Cremate the bulk of him."
But all she wanted was like a limb or something,
you know, they could lay down beside her,
but, you know, he nixed it.
- Fucking prick. - You would have dismembered him?
Do we still need to go to the mausoleum if Papa's not going to be buried there?
Yeah, I would like to go. I still might put him in there.
Against his will.
I would like to go and just have a look, if that's okay with everyone.
All right.
Mom, Dad wants a word with you.
Can I have one?
- Really? - Yeah.
Can we be buried together?
Peter.
We're in a mausoleum.
- Gets you thinking. - Gets you thinking.
Are you dating anyone? I'd like to know.
This is not the time or place.
You talk to me like I'm a patient.
Not someone you've been married to for 35 years.
Yes, I've been on a few dates.
Are you seeing anyone?
I came here to support you and help you figure out
what to do with Simon's remains.
I don't want to argue in front of the kids or rehash our marriage. Come on.
Okay, just... just give me a minute to think here.
I only smoke socially.
At cemeteries.
Fucking prick.
I'm putting my dad in that fucking wall whether he likes it or not.
And I hope you boys do the same for me with your mother.
- Are you smoking now, too? - Yeah, I'm a little stressed out.
Oh. What are you stressed about?
I don't know. My parents are getting a divorce.
My grandpa just died. Nick's marriage got called off.
I finally came out of the closet,
and the first person I hooked up with
who I actually have feelings for is married to a woman
that he has no intention of leaving.
I'm working at the sales department
of the fucking Marriott.
You know, I spent all my savings on Nick's bachelor party,
so I'd say that my future is looking pretty fucking unclear.
You have a lot on your plate, Mickey.
Have you heard from Arroyo since you've been home?
- What the fuck? - You hooked up with Arroyo?
- What is wrong with you? - I'm sorry.
Couldn't have asked you more explicitly to not share that.
- And I'm sorry I fucked up. - I'm actually worried
that there's something wrong with your brain.
Everyone's so happy for you.
- This isn't about you guys. - I said I'm sorry. I fucked up.
I once read that there's nothing more excruciating
than a living parent, and I didn't know what that meant until now.
I just hope that when it's your chance to bury me,
maybe you'll remember with some fondness what a klutz I was.
Here we go again with the fucking Peter N. Pearce pity party.
- Mickey... - Fuck you, Nick.
- What did I do? - Guys, unh-unh.
I finally defend myself, and it's over the line?
You're not over the line. I'm just trying to make sure
we don't have a meltdown at the cemetery, man.
- Fuck all of you. - Hey, come on.
Mickey. Mickey.
What?
I just want to say,
while we have the family together,
I... I don't want you...
you guys to think that everything was always shit.
I mean, your mom and I, we had a great time raising the two of you.
I'm proud of this family no matter what.
Can I go now?
- Hi. - Hi.
- Would you mind keeping it down? - Oh?
It's just that the building is strictly prohibits
any sort of construction after 5:00 p.m.
I'm just, you know, hanging up a poster,
and I have one more screw to drill.
Would you mind just waiting until after 9:00 tomorrow morning
and then finishing up before 5:00?
Sure.
I found a poem I thought I might read.
"When I die Give what's left of me away
To children
And old me that wait to die.
I want to leave you something,
Something better Than words
Or sounds.
Look for me
In the people I've known
Or loved,
And if you cannot give me away,
at least let me live on in your eyes
And not in your mind.
You can love me most
By letting Hands touch hands,
By letting bodies touch bodies,
and by letting go
Of children
That need to be free.
Love doesn't die,
People do.
So, when all that's left of me Is love,
Give me away."
Thank you, Nick. That was...
That was really nice.
Okay.
You want to do it?
Do you want me to...?
Yeah.
Yeah?
Okay.
What's in the box?
Well, I went ahead and I had Dad's hand removed
before they cremated the rest of him
so I could put him in the vault next to Mom.
That's so gruesome, Dad.
I have some family photos in here too.
Do you want us to come to the cemetery with you?
No.
- Are you sure? - Yeah.
I'm getting coffee with Thea Saturday.
She's coming into the city to collect a few things.
Well, I hope it all turns out okay, Nick.
I'm around if you want to get dinner after.
Thanks.
All right. I will call you boys later.
Love you. - Love you, Dad.
- Love you. - Love you.
Oh, boys.
Could you close up?
- You really put his hand in there? - Yeah, I did.