.
[light music]
- Morning.
- Morning!
- What you listening to?
- [singing in Spanish]
[Karol G's "Si Antes Te Hubiera Conocido" playing]
- Your grapefruit plays music?
- It's my Bluetooth speaker.
I don't go anywhere without it.
- Like me and my antacids.
- May I have this dance?
- Oh, I can't.
- Get over here!
- Oh, OK. Why not?
All right. Here we go.
- Whoo! - Whoo!
[laughs] Oh, so soon.
OK.
Ow!
- Wait, you've got some moves.
- You sound surprised.
- I am. [laughs]
- Me too! [laughs]
Oh, yeah.
Oh. Oh.
OK. [laughs]
Let's take a break.
Ah. - Whew.
- So how's the apartment hunting going?
- Ugh. Not great.
But I'm supposed to see this place today.
It says it's "flooded with light."
- Oh, well, unfortunately, in that part of town,
that light's probably coming from a police helicopter.
- Well, with what I can afford, it's this or a pillow fort.
- You know, I actually know of a place--
roomy, convenient to the tavern,
and the landlady will dance with you.
- Really?
I--I don't want to impose.
- Nah!
If nothing else, having you there
might give me some rizz.
[laughs]
That stands for charisma, right?
- Yes! - Whoo!
- You used it correctly!
- Well, I looked it up in the Urban Dictionary.
[laughs]
- Well, if it gives you rizz,
I kind of have to say yes.
- Oh, yay!
This is exciting.
- Yay!
- Rent will be your half of the tavern.
- What?
You got me for a second.
[laughter]
- You gotta watch yourself around me.
No telling when I might start cheeching.
- No, no, that's not what you think it means.
- * Sometimes it feels like a big ol' fight *
* To get through the day *
* And sleep on through the night *
* But here you'll find a place *
* That'll surely lift your spirits *
* You belong at Happy's Place *
- She said yes.
[bell dings]
- Sorry, I'm missing the part of the story
that helps me know what you're talking about.
- I asked Isabella if she wanted to move in with me,
and she said... [bell dings]
Yes.
- And you're excited about having a roommate.
- Well, of course I am!
That Isabella is a hoot and a half.
- Well, I'm happy for you.
- Thanks. - Just be careful.
Isabella is a good kid,
and you know how you are.
- No, I don't know how I am.
And would you please stop moving the bell
where it don't belong?
- That's how you are.
You like your things in place,
and you get irritated when they're not.
- Oh, well, call the police
before I start organizing things.
- All I'm saying is, before, she was a guest.
Now she's a roommate.
Guests behave themselves,
and roommates move stuff where it doesn't belong.
- We'll be just fine.
You'll see.
[notification chimes]
- Oh, shoot!
I wanted to be home for this.
It's the delivery guy from UPS.
- Are you waiting for a package?
- Sort of.
My driver looks so good in those brown shorts.
Every few days, I send an empty box to myself.
Oh, yeah, pick up that newspaper.
Hey, how come you guys never wear shorts?
- Because I'm an adult man, not a British prince.
- Bugs, snakes, poison ivy.
Read the news.
- Thank God you don't like shorts,
because I've noticed your socks don't match.
And when I say I've noticed, I mean
I've talked to my therapist about it.
- Takoda, what's going on with your socks?
- Yep.
- And that bothers you?
- You know what?
This is my issue, not yours.
Although why a grown man would go against all the laws
of fashion and reason to wear mismatched socks
is beyond me.
- Well, when my daughter, Iara, was 4,
she came downstairs for school,
and I pointed out that her socks didn't match.
She looked at me kind of sad and said, why do they have to?
And I told her, they don't.
And I've been wearing mismatched socks ever since.
- Oh, Lord, here come the waterworks.
- Can I get another soda?
- Oh, get it yourself, Tin Man!
Because he didn't have a heart.
And I'm saying that you don't have a heart.
Oh, just give me your glass!
[upbeat music]
[bell dings]
- This is so fun.
I haven't done a movie marathon in forever.
Deodorant?
Growing up, my family kept food in the fridge.
- I did that on purpose.
It's super refreshing when it's cold.
- And spreads easy on bread.
All right, let's get this movie started!
- What's wrong?
- I can't find the remote.
- Oh!
I put it right in here.
- Ah.
I would have never looked in there because what is that?
- I got it at a flea market.
Isn't it cute?
And it helps avoid clutter.
- [laughs] A clicker isn't clutter.
- Sorry.
I just thought, you know, since I'd be staying here,
I could make a change or two, make it more homey.
- Yeah, yeah.
Great, sure.
'Cause you're sure not a guest anymore.
- Everything OK?
[laughs] You said that weird.
- Oh, no.
It's just that Emmett said that
now that we're roommates,
little things like hiding the remote
and freezing the deodorant might start to bug me.
[laughs]
- But they don't?
- No, actually, they really do.
Isn't that strange?
- I guess.
- How about this?
I'm gonna tell you right away
when something you do bugs me so you can stop.
Sound good?
- Not really.
- Oh, but you can do the same thing for me.
Just let me know when I'm doing something
that makes you feel uncomfortable.
- Now!
You're making me uncomfortable now.
- [laughs] Good one.
- No, I mean it.
It kind of sounds like you're gonna be watching
and judging everything I do.
- No, no, no. Not you.
I'll be watching the house and judging what you do to it.
- I'm not sure I'm comfortable
with that level of tension all the time.
- Oh, but you've got to let people know
when they're getting on your very last nerve.
It's just good manners.
- You know, the more we talk about this,
the more I feel this anxiety rising in my body,
urging me to, you know...
run away!
- Really?
- Maybe we didn't think this through very well.
- Oh, well, let's think about it now.
Come on.
- That's not what I mean.
I think I should go back to the motel
while I find another place.
- Aw.
Don't leave now.
We're just having such a good time.
I don't want to lose that.
- We won't!
We'll still be working together.
We just won't be roommates.
- OK.
Well, I hate it,
but you gotta do what you gotta do.
Just remember, my door is always open.
Oh, not literally.
I don't trust my neighbors.
.
[light music]
* *
- Are you OK?
- [sighs] Yeah, I'm fine. Why?
- You're just acting different.
Maybe it's just the way your hair
is bringing the red out in your eyes,
but you seem sad.
- Thanks for the pep talk.
- Are you having problems with Isabella?
That can happen when you spend too much time with someone.
It's why my mom limits me to a half hour when I visit her--
to preserve our love.
- Hey, Bobbie. - Oh.
- Here's your garage opener.
- Thank you.
- Oh, and I forgot my deodorant.
I left it in your fridge.
- I'll bring it to you tomorrow.
- Thanks.
- What?
- She moved out?
- Yes and no. - What do you mean?
- Yes, she moved out. No, you can't move in.
- You know, it hurts me that you believe
that I would selfishly take advantage of a situation
when two people that I care about are having a hard time.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- But since you brought it up, why can't I?
- One, 'cause I don't want you to.
Two, see number one.
- Do you know why people call me X-ray?
Because I can see right through them.
- Are you sure it's not because they can
only take small doses of you?
- You pretend that you don't care,
but I can see how much you liked having Isabella around.
- Yeah, I did.
I didn't realize how lonely the house could be.
And now I just want somebody there to talk to or dance with
or, you know, whatever.
- OK. Of course I will.
[laughs]
- You will what?
- Well, come over and hang out with you tonight, silly.
I mean, that's where you were going, right?
- Yeah, I--I can see where you might think that.
And I'm talking real slow right now,
hoping an idea might just pop into my head
as why we can't, but...
nope, nothing.
- Yeah!
Thank you, vision board.
I will see you after work.
[laughs] It's gonna be so fun.
Oh, God. Sorry, I think I drooled a little bit.
* *
- Hey, Takoda.
- Long day?
- I hardly got any sleep last night.
The lady in the room next to me
decided to set the world record for loud lovemaking.
- Isn't the woman in the room next to you Bobbie?
- No.
I'm back at the motel.
- Man, that was a couple of weird seconds for me.
- Hi, guys.
- Hi.
- Hey.
I got something to show you.
New work socks, meet Steve.
Steve, new work socks.
- Takoda, they match. - Yep.
- Thank you, but I didn't want you
to have to change because of me.
Your socks were important to you.
- You are too.
From now on, when I'm at work, they'll match.
- So sweet.
You have a really good friend, Steve.
- I know.
Also, was it my imagination,
or those were not the same shade of black?
- Hey, rookie. - Hey.
- You still want to learn about working in the kitchen?
- Yes, sir! Definitely.
- All right, gird your loins and get in here.
- OK.
- Apron up!
- So, what master culinary technique
will I be learning today?
- It's called peeling potatoes.
I'm gonna skip the safety speech,
because if you're dumb enough
to hurt yourself with a potato peeler,
you deserve it.
- Not to worry.
I will keep my loins girded.
- She's right. You are a hoot.
- Bobbie?
She said I was a hoot?
- Actually, she said you were a hoot and a half.
And that's Bobbie's top rating.
Let's see. They go, hoot, kick,
kick in the pants, hoot and a half.
- She was really fun too.
And we were really getting to know each other.
- Excellent reasons for you to go back to the motel.
- It's hard to explain, Emmett.
- Most dumb-ass moves are.
- Don't give me that.
She said you told her there were going to be problems.
- Yeah, problems for her.
I wouldn't have been surprised if she moved to the motel.
And you?
You don't strike me as a shrinking violet.
- You know what I think it is?
- You know what? Here's the thing.
If you're gonna look at me, stop peeling.
But if you're gonna be peeling, stop looking at me.
Should have given the speech.
- When I was a kid, any time
I would do something my mom didn't like,
she would just ice me out for days.
Just total silence.
It was really screwed up.
So when Bobbie started to tell me this stuff she didn't like,
I just had that same feeling.
I don't know
Maybe that does make me a shrinking violet.
- No, it doesn't. It makes you human.
- Emmett! - Mm.
[sighs] I'm a hoot too.
.
[doorbell rings]
- Hi. - Hi.
- Brought you a bottle of wine.
- Bottle of wine?
That's it?
I mean, I thought you'd bring a bouncy house
or a bubble-making machine or something crazy like that.
- Bobbie, I am off-duty, OK?
I mean, yes, I know that at work,
I can be a little over the top,
but that's because I'm the bartender.
People expect me to be entertaining,
just like, as the boss,
people expect you to be unlikable.
- I wouldn't say unlikable.
- Ah, well, unlikable, tough, crotchety.
You know, pick one.
The point is, we are here to have fun as us, you know?
The real us.
You know, the OGs.
- Let's have some fun. - OK.
- So how do we do that?
- Have you heard of cheeching?
- Oh.
[laughs] Pass.
What else you got?
- Um--oh!
We could compare arrest records.
- How about we start with some wine?
[laughs]
- Great.
Coincidentally, wine is a big part
of the reason I have an arrest record.
- Spare me the details, but did you have fun?
- When the judge laughs, you know it was fun.
- Oh, what the heck.
See where the night goes.
- That's what the judge said.
[laughter]
[upbeat music]
- Whew!
It was busy tonight. - Yeah.
I wouldn't mind it being packed if there were less people.
- Agreed!
- Takoda, I think you dropped something.
- Where?
- In my briefcase.
It's socks!
Sorry, watching people opening gifts makes me nervous.
- Whoa! [laughs]
Those are wild.
- Definitely.
I can't wait to try them when I get home.
Iara's gonna love them.
- They're not for home. They're for you to wear here.
- No, that'll bother you.
Thanks for the gift,
but I'm not gonna wear these here.
- You know what?
When I was a kid, we had these
big, wooden Venetian blinds in our living room.
My mother's design taste was questionable.
If the blinds were even a tiny bit uneven,
it was unbearable.
So I would take hours until I made them all exactly level.
And then my father would come home,
and he would walk into the living room,
and he'd take one of the cords and tug on it just a little,
just enough to make them uneven.
And he thought that was hilarious.
- That was not OK.
- No.
No, it wasn't.
My point is, I'm used to someone
going out of their way to make me uncomfortable.
These socks are a "thank you for you going out of your way
to make me comfortable."
- But you won't be comfortable
if I wear socks that don't match.
- I'm not gonna let fear control me.
Besides, they do match.
- I'm sorry.
I just--I have to--
[sniffles]
- I love them.
Thank you.
- Do not take your shoes off out here.
.
[laughter]
- OK, look, look.
I timed my sprinkler
to go off when he's on the porch.
[laughs]
Yeah, you run in those little brown shorts.
Yeah!
- You know, I liked you at two glasses in,
but you're really shining at three.
- Aw, thank you.
Thank you.
This is fun.
We're having fun, right?
- Oh, I am, yeah. - OK, all right.
And I don't mean just, like, fun, fun.
I mean, like Isabella fun.
- Absolutely! - Yes!
[laughs]
- Well, not exactly.
I mean, this is fun, but I don't know.
Something's missing.
- Well, what does she do that was so different?
- Well, like out of the blue,
she just grabbed me and made me get up and dance.
- OK.
Get up, Red,
'cause you're about to get down.
[upbeat music plays]
Yeah.
All right.
Huh?
Yeah, this is fun!
There you go.
All right, now.
It's not a robot. OK, all right.
Now here we go.
Stand in the middle here
and just give a little side, side.
Now step.
- You're a good lead.
- Yeah.
I went to an all-girls middle school.
So us tall ones got to be the guys in dance class.
All right, are you ready for my signature move?
- Yeah. - All right, get out there.
Now spin.
- Spin.
- Into a dip.
Oh! Bobbie!
Oh, my God.
This is like tiny Teri Wilson all over again.
Please do not sue my parents.
- I'm OK.
I--I just-- I just need a drink of water.
- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Are you OK?
- No, I'm not.
- Oh, God, you're hurt, aren't you?
Shoot!
I'm so tired of all the people I dance with
winding up in the hospital.
- No, it's not that.
No offense, but I miss Isabella.
- Why?
- You know what I was thinking
when you dropped me a while ago?
Isabella would think that's hysterical.
And I wanted to share it with her,
just like I shared stuff with Daddy and Gracie.
It was good to have that back again.
- I get it.
She's your sister.
- Yeah.
Now that she's gone, I can't share it with her anymore.
- I'm sorry, Bobbie.
I really am.
And I know that I can't replace her.
But you know that if you ever need someone,
I am always here for you.
- I know.
And thank you for being here with me tonight.
- Well, this is unfortunate timing.
I think I have a vomit coming on.
- OK, all right. Left.
Left, left! The other left.
[light music]
* *
- I want us to wear mismatched socks.
- OK, just a second.
Let me go get the Urban Dictionary.
- It's slang for "I want to move back in with you."
- Really?
Well, what happened to that "run away"?
- It's still there, but...
tonight, I realized that
I didn't want to let my fear control me,
especially if it means giving up this.
- I like that.
And if you can just tell me how I can make it easier on you,
I will.
- I haven't figured that out yet.
I mean, your family let everything out,
and my family shut everything down.
- Well, here's what we're gonna do.
Let's forget how your family did things
and how my family did things.
And let's just concentrate on
how our family's gonna do things.
- Maybe our family hugs when they've made up?
- I like that too.
[laughs]
- Did you use my deodorant?
- I did. It's very refreshing.
I love it.
- Good!
'Cause it's yours now.
- OK, good.
[laughs]
- You're gonna have to redo your bathroom.
* *