Good Grief (2024) Movie Script
1
You're leaving.
You destroyed this family.
I haven't been happy
for a very long time.
Oh, get out,
you cheater. Leave.
Can I say
goodbye to Amy?
She doesn't
wanna say goodbye to you.
She doesn't wanna see you.
Amy, is it?
And Cody Stevens referred you,
and you're his girlfriend.
And I thought I was
his biggest fan,
but I bet you are.
My mom is in the hospital.
I, I, I went up
there to be with her,
but the doctor said
she was fine
and it was only dehydration.
So I came back here for work,
but then they called
and said that she was
having trouble breathing,
and I feel like I
shouldn't have left her.
Can't control my breathing.
It, my heart's racing.
-I-
-All right, all right.
It's okay, it's okay.
Just breathe.
Breathe.
One more.
All right, that's good,
that's good.
Oh, you had a little bit
of a panic attack.
A panic attack?
Yes, it's usually
stress induced.
It's more common
than you think.
Our society just doesn't
teach us how to grieve.
Oh, but she's gonna be okay.
Oh, I'm sure she will be.
I just don't know what to do.
I have this art
opening coming up.
Yes, Cody said
you were an artist.
Yeah, I'm a painter.
-It's your first opening?
-Mm-hmm.
That's great.
But my mom's in the
hospital in Willits.
I'm going back up there
the day after tomorrow.
Willits?
Tiny town
in Northern California.
-Uh-huh.
-No one's ever heard of it,
two and a half hours
north of San Francisco.
Have you ever
taken Xanax before?
-Huh?
-No.
I think it might
take the edge off.
You can start off
by taking a half,
but you'll probably wanna
take the whole thing.
I know Cody usually wants
to take the whole pill.
Cody takes these?
Oh, yeah, when the Vicodin
isn't working.
You know,
a old football injury.
It flares up from time to time.
I shouldn't have let
that cat out of the bag,
doctor-patient, you know.
There.
Now you take as needed.
Okay.
-Okay.
-Thank you.
You're welcome.
Oh, is, uh, Cody
working on anything new,
or is that top secret?
Actually,
he's in between jobs.
Oh, that's a shame.
He really should work
a lot more.
I can tell ya, that,
that "Vampire Creek,"
that was a great show.
You be sure to tell him
that I said he's a star.
I'll be sure to tell him.
I'll finish touching
up your selects
first thing in the morning,
and the RSVP list
is already on your desk.
Amazing, hey, hey,
how are the descriptions
coming along?
Oh, they're done.
I can forward them
to you now for notes.
You're the best.
And Gary, thank you so much
for letting me
include my piece.
You earned it.
I just don't know
what I'm gonna do without you
when you get discovered.
Discovered?
I don't know about that.
-Did you get it?
-I'll get it, sure.
Did you guys do exactly
- what you wanted to do?
- Fine.
Uh, Gary, I have to go.
I will see you in the morning.
That's what I'm saying.
Okay, right,
are you gonna hand me that?
It's changed a little bit
since you were last here,
-but you know.
-Hey, man,
it has been too long.
Yeah, uh, babe,
this is Pete and, uh-
-Cherry.
-Cherry.
You guys want a beer?
-Yes, please.
-Oh, yeah, yeah.
Oh, my God.
Babe, they just
stopped by for a minute.
They won't stay long.
Don't worry. I won't get drunk.
Fine, I'll just go home.
No, wait, I'm only
gonna have one beer.
Hey, man, do you mind
if I eat some of this?
Mm-mm.
Is that the guy
that stole your nunchucks?
Yeah, he brought
'em back, though.
Oh.
Won't be long.
Fucking cheers.
-Thanks, bro.
-Cheers.
Cheers, nice, to you,
hey.
Cody's the coolest, man.
He really helped me out.
Some crazy times.
Mm, mm,
speaking of crazy times.
Oh, this, oh,
this spectacular thing is...
-Yeah.
-...because I got a DUI.
-Oh.
-Ooh.
Cody fucking Stevens
from "Vampire Creek."
This TMZ the article
about your arrest is brutal.
Pretty funny, and being tased,
you ever been tased?
-That ain't fun.
-No.
Babe, hey,
and this beautiful creature,
that's Amy.
You're really hot.
Thanks?
Uh, it's nice meeting you both,
but I'm gonna go to bed.
Oh, no, no, no,
don't, don't leave.
Stay.
I'm tired, goodnight.
-Bye.
-Uh, yeah,
she's, her mom's
in the hospital.
-I'll be right back.
-Ooh.
Yikes.
Come here.
Babe, Pete just stopped by
to give me a little something
to help you relax.
What the fuck is that, Cody?
No, I don't even know
if I want the Xanax
that you made me get.
Please, it's to
celebrate your show.
What the fuck, Cody? No.
Oh, I just thought you could
use a little fun, that's all.
Just leave me alone.
Hey, your mom's gonna be okay.
You don't know that.
People don't die
from rheumatoid arthritis.
But what if something happens?
Nothing's gonna happen.
You're just stressed out.
Remember what the doctor said.
No, I shouldn't have
left her. I can feel it.
Can you just get them to go?
Yeah.
Please.
Right.
Cody.
Yeah, baby.
You already took one
of those pills, didn't you?
Yes.
Cody, I need you right now.
You have me.
Look, I'm gonna kick them out.
I think you should
take one of these.
It'll help you relax.
Fine,
but this isn't cool,
and we're gonna talk
about it tomorrow.
Yeah.
You're right.
Yeah, yeah, no worries,
dude, no worries, man.
Who is that?
Do you remember
that party that we went to?
Hello.
May I speak
to Amy Murphy?
This is her.
I'm the nurse
at Howard Hospital.
It's time to start praying,
time to start praying.
Your mom coded.
The doctors are trying
to resuscitate her,
but it doesn't look good,
it doesn't look good,
it doesn't look good.
See you guys.
Thanks for coming.
What happened?
I need to mentally pack
her lunch for her transition.
What the fuck are you doing?
My mom is dying.
Okay, okay.
Put out that cigarette
and be here with me.
Pack this metaphorical
lunch with me.
We got some chow mein.
-Don't be funny.
-I'm not trying to be funny.
Okay.
Mom, I'm packing you a lunch.
um, it's an English muffin
with peanut butter on it
and Milanos.
I'm using your purple
insulated lunch bag,
and it's bottomless.
Oh, fuck, um,
there's, uh, bananas
on the English muffin,
and, uh, your chicken,
and rice, fuck,
and all your favorites.
And it's going nourish
you on your journey.
-Cody.
-Yeah, I'm here.
I'm here, I'm here.
I just,
I just need
to sleep for a minute.
-Hello.
-Hello, Amy, I'm so sorry.
No, no, no.
Excuse me, ma'am, ma'am.
Can you put your bag
under the seat
in front of you please?
Ma'am.
Folks,
from the cockpit, at this time,
we'd like to ask
our flight attendants
to please
prepare the cabin
for departure.
Don't be sad.
Uh, where are you headed?
Snobby bitch.
He's short and cute
And he's got
a sweet patoot
Hey, Fritzy.
Oh, hey, bud, how you doing?
Hello?
-Hey, you.
-Hi.
Come here.
Oh.
Poor Fritz, he's just
waiting for her to come home.
Hungry.
Oh, come here. Let's
get you something to eat.
'Kay.
It feels like
she's just gonna walk
through the door at any moment.
I can't believe I'm never
gonna have her food again.
Is there anything
I can do to help?
I, I can stay
as long as you need.
Thank you, I appreciate that.
You wouldn't want
an old dog, would you?
No, he wouldn't
be happy at the ashram.
Right.
Don't they have communal dogs
that run around
and play, though?
They do. Baba chooses them.
Don't you want him?
The cat would hate it.
Oh, shit, I need to find
someone to feed Bowie.
Well, what about your dad?
Wouldn't he take Fritz?
Yeah, right,
I'm sure he wouldn't want
the responsibility.
Where is your dad?
Work.
Come here.
I wanna show you something.
Come. Sit.
You know, your mom
was more like a mother
to me than my own mom.
Uh-huh.
I still remember meeting you
at Magic Mornings Preschool
and thinking you were
the coolest four-year-old
-in the world.
-Well, I was.
I don't know what happened.
You're still the coolest.
And when I got to know
your mom, I could see why.
Yeah.
I know it's different,
but I kind of feel
like I lost my mom, too.
And I'm still
not speaking to my mom.
But she's still alive.
You can still fix things
with her.
I don't want
a relationship with her.
You know, I think of you
like a sister.
You're like family to me, too.
You know, your mom,
is it okay,
if for the sake
of conversation,
I call her our mom?
I'll know who you mean.
Hi, sweetheart, oh,
I saw you walk by,
so I knew you were here.
-Hi, Lynn.
-Oh.
-Hi, Mark.
-Hi, sweetie, oh.
Sorry to hear
about your mom, Amy.
Claire was one of a kind.
There was
no one like our mom.
Oh, okay, I'm gonna, I'm gonna
let you guys catch up.
-Um, holler
if you need anything.
-Yes.
Okay.
Hi.
She was my best friend.
I don't know
what I'm gonna do
without her,
but she's not in pain anymore.
Yeah.
I'm a mess.
I'm blubbering. Sorry.
How was your trip up?
Oh, you know.
Do you need boxes?
I didn't know
if you were gonna
pack everything up
while you were here,
or if you're gonna come back.
Oh, I hadn't even
thought about that.
Well, it might be nice
to do it now
while you have Darmah
here to help ya.
But whatever you wanna do.
-Where's your dad?
-Fixing cavities probably.
You know, if you
wanna rent or sell?
Oh, um.
You know, I'd wait to sell
until the market goes up.
I mean, I know that's
monthly income you could use.
Have you thought about where
you wanna have the memorial?
-No.
-Sue had her birthday party
at the arts center.
It was so nice.
I'll call and ask her
how much it costs to rent it.
Okay, thanks.
I actually have a big
art show coming up,
and I need to be back
in LA for that.
Really? You're so awesome.
Well, it's not
actually my art show.
It's the artist I work for,
but I get to put up a piece,
and it is incredible exposure.
That's so cool.
Mom would be proud.
You mean Claire, Amy's mom.
Amy's so generous
in letting me share her.
Huh.
Oh, and before I forget,
when you pick a date
for the memorial, put an ad
in the "Willits Weekly"
if you want it
open to the public.
When is your art show?
In five days.
Okay.
-What?
-Well,
there's just a lotta stuff
in this house,
lotta repairs and things.
Oh, before I forget,
the coroner's
gonna pick up her body
and take it
to the funeral home.
Contact them
for a death certificate.
Get a few. You're gonna need it
for the bank and things.
What do you wanna do
with Mom's body, Amy?
-With Mom's body, Amy?
-Excuse me.
I know you know this,
but transfer the utilities
into your name
as soon as you can.
Uh, I'm not gonna make
the art show, am I?
Oh, I wonder
if Gary's gonna fire me.
Shit, I need to find
someone to feed Bowie.
Well, I can help.
Feed Bowie?
-With transferring utilities.
-Did your mom
tell you about the nightmare
with the pool?
No, actually,
can we go over this tomorrow?
Um, I'm feeling kinda drained.
Yeah, well, of course,
I just want you
to have all the information.
It's really complicated.
-Are you gonna get that?
-No, I'm gonna let
- the machine get it.
- Hi, Claire,
this is Erin
from Dr. K's office
calling to confirm
your cleaning tomorrow
at 2:00.
Call us back at 555-1938.
Oh, that reminds me,
you've gotta write
an obituary and have it in
before 4:00 on Thursday.
Amy.
Hello.
Amy.
Whoo-hoo.
-Amy, come on now.
-Who is that?
I think it's Nancy,
Kelly's mom.
You still friends with Kelly?
Amy? Amy.
Try this one more time.
-I-- What does she want?
-I don't know.
Amy.
Damn door, Amy, it's Nancy.
I brought you
your favorite flowers.
Amy.
She's not leaving.
Oh, God.
Oh, Claire.
-I'm going back to LA.
-Why'd, oh, why'd you go
and--
Goddammit.
Amy, you wanna come down?
We can commiserate together.
It's like...
Hel-oh, you look...
...rough morning.
Hey, Gary, what's up?
I was just calling to see
how you're holding up
and if you were gonna be
back in time for the show.
There's someone coming
from Davis Warner
that I think you would
really vibe with.
Hey,
nice Backstreet Boys poster.
Thanks, I, I really
wanna be there, Gary,
but I have so much
I have to do here.
I, I, I don't think I can.
Your mom would want you
to knock the socks off
some tastemakers, right?
Well, yeah, of course.
And you know that nothing here
runs smoothly without you.
There is no Tweedledee.
They're both the other one.
And I don't trust them
or anyone but you
to do the art.
I need you.
I'm sorry, Gary.
As much as it kills me
to say it, I,
I can't.
Okay, you take care
of yourself, Ames.
Selfishly, I hope you're back
in time for the next one
so I don't have
to find a replacement.
Thanks.
Oh, Gary, wait.
Do you think you can send
Tweedledee to feed my cat?
-You hungry?
-Not really.
You should eat something.
Oh, my God, I forgot
you don't eat bacon.
Guess I do now.
How's everything
going with Cody?
Done-zo.
-I'm sorry.
-When did that happen?
Technically, I still
need to tell him.
- Hello.
- Sorry, babe, I forgot.
Can you go online and pay it?
My mom didn't have Internet.
Who doesn't have Internet?
- I know.
No,
I don't think I can.
-I--
-Yes, you can.
You just enter
the citation number.
The instructions
are right there on the ticket.
Well, so now
I gotta move the car?
Well, no, it's fine there now.
You don't have to move it
for another week.
You know what, Cody's got it.
Cody's got it covered.
Don't worry, but babe...
-...you gotta see this place.
-Can I help you?
It's really nice.
-It's so good to see you.
-So good to see you.
Oh, my God.
It's been so long.
-Hey.
-Look at you.
Is it cool if I go work
on my morning pages?
Babe, hey, no, don't worry
about the ticket.
No, Cody's gonna take care
of it, and tell me.
How you doing?
I don't even know.
I mean, I'm usually
really good at planning,
but I feel paralyzed
trying to plan a memorial.
Writing the obituary
is impossible.
And I should probably be
thinking about a eulogy.
It's, it's a lot.
Is there anything I can do?
I mean, full disclosure,
I'm kind of incapacitated
right now.
I really hate to ask,
but I do need a favor.
Okay, anything.
I don't have my checkbook.
Is there any way you could
mail my landlord a check?
I'll go somewhere
with Internet today and Venmo.
Absolutely,
don't worry about it.
- Cody's got it handled.
- Thank you,
please don't forget.
Mm-hmm, won't forget.
You're gonna get through this.
Cody.
Um, I don't think
this is working out.
Hey, you know, I really
fucked up the other day.
I should not have had
Little Pete come over.
That was the dumbest move,
uh, next to the fact
that I took, um,
Ambien
and when
you were all upset
about your mom and everything.
That was,
that was a terrible move,
and I'm sorry.
When I woke up
and you weren't there,
that made me realize that,
uh, hmm, I realized something.
What?
Made me realize
that I love you.
You do?
Yeah...
like, a lot.
And I know it's only
been a few months,
but you know,
when you know, you know?
What do you love about me?
Seriously?
Seriously.
Um, okay.
Uh, I love, there's a lot.
Um, I love the way
you don't put up with my shit.
I love the way that,
uh, you're challenging me
right now and asking me,
what do I love about you?
I love, I love
how adorably sexy you are.
I love how you make up
those stupid songs.
They're not stupid.
Yes, they are.
But I love them.
They're funny.
I love the way you walk.
How do I walk?
The other day,
I was walking Hank,
and, uh, I recognized you
from a couple blocks away,
way before I,
I knew it was you,
and I knew it by your walk,
and that made me happy.
You're amazing, Amy.
I love the way you see me
through those big,
beautiful eyes of yours.
I don't know
what I would do without you.
Now you don't have to say
you love me, too, or anything,
but I'm coming up there.
What? You, you are?
Yeah, I'm coming to Willits.
I should have already come,
your mother, sorry, yeah.
Even if it's an 11-hour drive,
I, I'm coming.
Actually, I'll probably fly.
How far is it from the airport
to your mom's?
How are you gonna do that
when you're on house arrest?
Bushy, bushy, bushy, bushy.
-I missed you, babe.
-Oh, I'm so glad
-you're here, babe.
-Me too.
-Is this yours, babe?
-Oh, that's mine.
-God, I miss bacon.
-Nyom, nyom, nyom.
- Mm.
- Hey,
what's your name?
Oh, I didn't introduce you?
- Mm-mm.
- Amy, this is Rajiv.
Mm, sorry about your guys' mom.
Do you want me
to make some eggs, babe?
-Mm.
-Mm?
Just have mine.
-I'm not hungry.
-Okay, thanks.
Can you pass me
my coffee, though?
Mm.
What do you want
to drink, babe?
Mm, tequila sunrise.
I might as well go all out.
I don't know
if we have any tequila.
Do you want a drink, Amy?
I'm good with coffee, thanks.
Mm.
Mm.
Cody's coming up.
Oh, that's great. I'm so glad.
-Can he travel?
-Hopefully.
I can't imagine him actually
taking the bus, though,
so I'll probably have
to pick him up
-from the airport.
-That's, like,
-a five-hour trip.
-Mm-hmm.
I don't think
you should be driving, hun.
-Oh.
-Mm.
-We can pick him up.
-Yeah.
-Mm-hmm.
-Really?
-Mm-hmm.
-Oh, that would be so amazing.
You're so amazing.
Well, let's just see
what his probation officer
says.
-Wait, wait, wait.
-Are you talking about Jareth?
Yeah.
Hey.
Wow.
It was my mom's.
Your mom was a big fan, huh?
Yeah, she was so stoked
that I was dating Jareth.
I really wish
they could have met.
She was always too sick,
or he was too busy.
But really, I think he just
didn't wanna come to Willets.
Is he like Jareth
in real life?
Do they stop you on the street,
like, all the time?
Oh, my God,
you sound just like my mom.
Oh, God,
I don't wanna see anybody.
Maybe it's your dad.
Yeah, that's true.
I'm gonna meet Jareth.
I'm seeing, like,
a whole new side to you, babe.
-I'm gonna meet Jareth.
-Sweetheart, oh, sweetie.
Oh, wow.
Somebody needs a shower,
ooh.
- Hello.
- Hi, Lynn,
this is my boyfriend, Rajiv.
Namaste.
Namas, whatever.
Did your mom tell you
she'd started putting
Post-its on things?
No, what do you mean?
Well, let me show you.
Let's see, oh, this painting.
Yeah, she wanted
Gretchen to have this.
Your godmother Gretchen?
Have you heard from her?
She sent a card.
She said she liked it
one time,
so she wanted her to have it.
I think she was trying to help
you make decisions on things
that she knew
you wouldn't want.
So she was preparing for this?
Well, I think
your mom was really tired
of being in pain all the time.
Are you saying
that she wanted to die?
No, but I don't think
she wanted
to live a long time
or thought she would.
Heavy.
Did she make
a lot of those Post-its?
Hmm, I don't know,
but if you want something
with a Post-it on it,
I'm sure she'd want
you to have it.
Are you gonna start
sorting today?
Yeah, there's a lot of crap
in this house to sort out.
-Rajiv.
-What?
Not that it's crap,
there's stuff.
There's a lot of stuff
in the house.
There is.
Babe, I can't lie.
I took a vow.
And a vow not to eat meat.
Okay, shall we go
see the pool?
Your mom says to fix
and resurface
it's gonna cost about $20,000.
She did get a new pump,
but it had
all sorts of problems.
It was
driving her crazy.
I'm sure she told you.
The pool guy
-from Ukiah's not coming.
-Hello.
Dad.
Hey, sweetheart.
Mm.
-Hello, Lynn.
-Hello, Harry.
Uh, sorry to just pop by.
I was hoping I could
take you to lunch.
Yeah, that sounds great.
- Um, let me go change.
- Okay.
Lynn, is it okay
if we go over this later?
Of course.
Have a great time.
Bye, Lynn.
Oh, Amy, wait.
Don't go in your mom's room
till I get rid of her porn.
Have a great lunch.
Hey, hang on, honey.
I just wanna, I just wanna grab
a smoke before we go in.
Okay, but I really wish
you'd quit.
I will quit.
I will,
but today is not the day.
Tablecloths.
Yeah, and I just think
it might be nice
to have mom's friends
bring food
since she was always bringing
food everywhere, hosting.
Wanna make it look nice.
Well, I'm sure
we must have some somewhere.
And if you want, Dorothy and I
can come help you set up.
Are you insane?
You can't bring Dorothy
to Mom's funeral.
Why not?
You really think
it's okay to bring the woman
you had an affair with,
the woman you left mom for
-to her funeral?
-They were okay.
I can't believe
that you're putting me
in this position.
Listen, you know,
Dorothy wanted to buy me
a set of china
like we had in the old house,
you know, the gold china.
Claire let her come over
to take a look at it.
She was very nice to Dorothy.
Yeah, because Mom
was a nice person.
But just because she let
Dorothy into her house
and was polite one time
does not mean
that she'd want her
at her memorial.
And why would Dorothy
even do that, by the...
It doesn't matter.
If you knew Mom at all,
you would know
that this would kill her,
metaphorically speaking now.
I want Dorothy there
to support me.
She wants to be there
to support us.
She liked Claire.
She's a nice person. She cares.
But that's not
the fucking point.
Poor child, her mother died,
cancer, I think.
Cancer? I thought
it was something else.
Dad, you divorced Mom
almost 20 years ago.
So it doesn't matter
what you want.
It doesn't even matter
what I want.
It should matter to you,
but it doesn't really matter.
What matters is
what Mom would want.
And she wouldn't want
Dorothy there.
I don't believe that.
Dad, I have never
been more sure
of anything in my entire life.
Ask anyone who knew Mom.
Ask Lynn.
-Ask Maria. Ask Gretchen.
-Come on.
They don't like Dorothy.
I can't believe
that you are putting Dorothy
before me and Mom again.
If you bring her,
I will leave.
Hi, Dr. Murphy.
Is this your daughter?
Yes, it is.
Your dad is
a wonderful dentist.
He did this crown on me.
Doesn't it look nice?
You don't want
any VHS tapes, do you?
No, not unless
they're home movies.
Oh, wait, keep that one.
What do you wanna do
with the encyclopedias?
-Goodwill?
-Goodwill.
Uh, guys,
I don't know if I'm ready
to hear this answer,
but, uh, was she alone
when she died?
I mean, I know you were there,
but the actual moment,
was anyone with her?
How much pain was she in?
I've been too afraid to ask.
I think any pain
she felt was quick,
like ripping off a bandaid.
She was ready, Amy. She was...
What?
The day she died,
she was awake
-and lucid for a moment.
-She was?
Why didn't anybody call me?
The nurses said
she looked out the window
and exclaimed, "Snow."
It snowed?
No, it wasn't snowing.
What?
Sometimes hallucinations
happen in the end.
It's not unusual.
She was talking to people
that weren't there,
or rather,
that only she could see.
I think her guides came
to take her to the other side.
Do we really need to talk
about this right now?
Why not? I wanna know.
She was screaming,
"Get away from me.
I don't wanna go."
God, I should have been there.
No, no, listen to me.
There was nothing
you could have done.
She wasn't making sense,
and then she crashed,
and I am so glad you
don't have that memory,
having nightmares about it.
I shouldn't have let her
take all those trial drugs.
I mean, maybe then
her immune system-
It wasn't your fault.
Maybe she needed you
to go so she could go.
I saw her soul leave her body.
She wasn't scared then.
What?
When they stopped trying
to resuscitate her,
they let us go in.
I was present when her soul
left, and she transitioned.
I could feel
she was at peace then.
And how the fuck
would you know that?
- Hello.
- I am, I'm sorry.
I am sorry, Darmah.
It's my grandpa.
Gonna let me in,
or do I stand out here all day?
It seems like a bad time,
but we're outta string cheese.
Babe.
-Hi, Grandpa.
-Hi, sweetheart.
She should still be here.
I should have been
the first to go.
Who's this naked guy?
That's Darmah's boyfriend.
-Not your boyfriend?
-Not my boyfriend.
You still have a boyfriend?
You didn't swing back
the other way, did ya?
No, come on.
We'll talk in the car.
Uh, we have some paper
for you to sign,
uh, so we can obtain permission
to perform the cremation.
You sure you wanna
have her cremated?
It's what she wanted.
Process takes about
seven to 10 business days.
Uh, where's her body now?
In refrigeration.
What did he say?
-In refrigeration.
-In refrigeration.
She's in the freezer, Grandpa.
Oh.
Uh, are there clothes
you want her to be cremated in
or any personal items
which should be cremated
with her?
What the hell for?
Sometimes family members,
they wish for their loved ones
to be buried
with a beloved object.
I can hear you.
I'm not deaf.
What the hell for?
She can't take it with her.
Would you like to be
present for the cremation,
or is there a religious ritual
you want us to perform?
People are usually present?
You don't have to be.
We just offer it as an option.
We wanna see some coffins?
Can you show us some coffins?
She wanted
to be cremated, Grandpa.
-You sure?
-Yeah,
she told me
at Grandma's funeral.
She wanted to be cremated
so she could sit in an urn
on my mantle and watch me.
I guess after this we should go
shopping for mantles.
What did she say?
I don't hear too good.
Uh.
Uh, can we look at some urns?
Yes, yes, of course.
This one is my favorite.
It's the Cadillac of urns.
I think I feel
like walking home.
You sure?
It's a nice day.
Well, okay.
If you need anything,
you call me, okay?
-Yes.
-Yeah.
-I will.
-Bye-bye.
Just pick me up
off his movie's over.
Are you sure
you don't want me
to pick you up
in front of the theater?
No, Mom, you'll embarrass me.
Oh, my God,
you've gotta be kidding me.
Darmah's already on her way.
You can't put people
out like that.
Okay, uh, can I just
take the next flight please?
-Cody needs sleepy.
-You don't have to come.
I'll call Darmah
and have her turn around.
Okay, okay, okay,
I'll call an Uber.
Okay.
Hello,
you've reached the voicemail
for Dr. Harry Murphy.
Leave me a message,
and I'll get back--
Going the wrong, wrong way.
-You wanna drive?
-No, but I will
-if you want me to.
-I can't do anything right.
You're going the wrong way.
Sorry, we're gonna be a minute.
Can you back up?
You're going the wrong way.
Sorry.
I am not gonna be around
forever, you know.
One of these days
I'm gonna be gone,
and you're gonna wish
you were nicer to me.
What did I do?
I don't want
a funeral like this.
Okay, let's just park.
You don't even have
to have a funeral.
Well, a party maybe.
There will be a lot of people
that wanna go to something.
Lots of people love me,
you know.
-I love you.
-No, you don't.
You don't love me.
Mom, don't say that.
If your father doesn't come,
I will come back and haunt him.
Mom.
You're going the wrong way.
Fuck off.
I am talking
to my daughter
at my mother's funeral.
You can't run from me, bunny.
I will be with you always,
watching you from your mantle.
Mom, that's creepy.
Shit.
I love you the most.
I love you the best.
Fuck you, too.
I love you too much.
-Overall.
-Meatball, I don't think.
Oh, my God,
that's so rude.
Like, you can show it
to me, but don't show it
-to anyone else.
-Okay, well,
-I think it's cute.
-Look how cute.
-I don't--
-Hey,
hey, you,
you told your mom
that you were going
to the movies.
-So?
-Who is that lady?
-Like, I don't know.
-So your mom trusts you.
Okay, whatever.
Look, the risk of sounding
like some afterschool special,
just be nice to your mom, okay?
Don't take her for granted.
Did my mom put you up to this?
God, she's so embarrassing.
No, I, I don't know your mom.
Dude, let's go.
Wait.
I'm from the future,
and I've come to warn you.
Uh, my mom told me
not to talk to strangers.
That's good advice.
Okay.
I just picked out a jar
for my mom's ashes...
...and they made me sign
this paperwork
that said probably
not all of her
will get cremated
and that I just give them
my permission
to throw away parts of her.
Gross.
I would do anything to have
my mom embarrass me now.
You know, I actually
do wanna go to the movie.
Defense.
Let's do it.
You gotta get, get, get--
To it, yeah, whoo.
Way to go, Amy.
Oh, yes.
Mom, I really miss you.
I really wish it felt
like you were here with me,
but I don't feel anything.
Mom, if you're here,
give me a sign.
You know,
that's really fucked up, Mom.
You said that you'd go
everywhere with me
like the book,
which you know really isn't
as cute as you think it is.
It's called haunting.
But I got your urn
like you asked.
So you're free to watch me.
But I gotta be honest,
I don't think it's gonna work.
Mom.
Babe.
What are you doing
here in the dark?
Oh, Cody, you scared me.
Oh.
Hey, Ames.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
It's okay.
It's okay.
I'm really sorry
I didn't get to meet your mom.
Yeah.
'Cause I hear
she was a big fan.
Maybe I can get to know her
from being here.
Aw.
I'm, I'm really glad you came.
I never would've forgiven you
if you hadn't come.
Cody did something right.
Mm-hmm.
I'm really sorry
about the coke.
That was a dumb move.
I just had a bad day, you know?
I mean, not that
that's any excuse,
or, fuck, like,
should I even be talking
about bad days to you?
I'm sorry.
So the, uh,
you're an NSYNC girl?
Those are
Backstreet Boys.
-So you like Backstreet Boys?
-Yeah.
-Okay.
-Yeah, and Nick Carter
was way more dreamy
than Justin.
-Well, that says a lot.
-Yeah.
That I have bad taste in men.
Cute.
Cute.
You okay?
Yeah, will you hold me?
Love to.
I'm hungry.
- I need you to come
get me at 8:00, okay?
-I'm sorry, Becca.
I didn't realize
I'd have so much to do here,
but, um--
What do you mean you can't?
Cody can pick you up.
- I don't even know him.
- You know what?
I have a friend coming up
for the service
from San Francisco.
I'm sure
she'd be happy to pick--
You said you were gonna
pick me up, Amy.
-Whoa.
-I'm paying for a ticket
-to come and support you.
-I'm sorry Becca,
-but I can't.
-And the least you can do
is come and fucking get me.
I need to be here,
you know, and if you
don't understand that,
then, you know,
probably shouldn't come.
I gotta go.
Who was that?
My friend Becca.
Doesn't sound
like a good friend.
Where'd you meet?
A figure-drawing class.
I thought that I was just
offering her my couch
while she was in town,
but she acts
like we're best friends.
I think I might
actually be hers.
-Hmm.
-So am I picking someone up?
She's acting
like she's doing me a big favor
coming from Canada,
but I really don't even want
her here.
-Canada, wow, that's far.
-It's Vancouver.
It's
a two-and-a-half-hour flight.
It takes twice as long
just to get her
from that airport.
What's shaking, bacon?
Oh, it's Jareth.
-Oh.
-Hey, man.
Hey, Code, wanna see
my cannonball?
-Okay.
-Come on.
Your dad is gonna come by
and help you sort, right?
We haven't been talking,
and we kinda got in a fight.
Ooh, I found
this vintage skirt suit.
I can see her in that.
You want it?
Oh, I need a job
to wear it to.
Don't you have a job
at the ashram?
Well, yeah, I do,
but I can wear
yoga clothes to work.
-Uh-huh.
-It's awesome.
Oh.
He's not bringing
Dorothy, is he?
We'll see.
-Oh, my God.
-What?
A Post-it.
"To my Amy,
whether you want it or not,
you'll like it someday,
all my love, Mom."
It's her mustard seed necklace.
She loved that.
Hey,
I'm getting pretty hungry.
-Can we get something to eat?
-Yeah, okay,
um, I'll,
I'll jump in the shower.
Hold it.
Anything that has
a Post-it on it
that says Maria,
disregard.
This is not
Claire's handwriting.
How's it going?
Fine.
Do you think you want
any of her pajama pants?
Probably not.
Do you mind if I take these?
If you want them,
I can pick another pair.
You want
those ratty old pants?
I don't know.
I just feel
like wearing them right now.
They make me feel close to her.
Sure, go for it.
Thanks.
Do you mind if I use
some of your mascara?
Okay.
Where are you and Cody
going to eat?
Oh, you mean 'cause there's
so many options?
-Whoa.
-Whoa.
Okay, mister,
that's five pounds of beef,
20 pieces of bacon,
20 slices of cheese,
and 1.5 pounds of fries.
If you finish
Bruno's Butt Guster
in under an hour,
it's free,
and you get your picture
on the Wall of Fame.
Yeah, I'm getting that.
I'm getting my picture
in the Wall of Fame.
-On your mark.
-Okay. Uh,
I can't believe
we're doing this.
-You are.
-Get set.
Now, wait, can I get
refills on water?
Whatever you want,
just clean your plate
in under an hour.
Go.
Okay.
Well, all my childhood friends
are either flying in
or driving up
for the service.
That's awesome.
Been looking forward
to meeting them.
I can see why they left.
Yeah.
-Holy smokes.
-Oh, no, please.
-Please, please,
please, please.
-They coming over?
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
Hi, hi, oh, my God,
I love "Vampire Creek."
Oh.
What are you doing
in this town?
Trying to leave
my mark in Willits.
Wow.
You, you wanna help?
-Wanna eat some fries?
-Yeah.
Hey, any helping
is qualification
-for disqualification.
-Oh, that sucks.
Oh, well.
I love sharing.
Hey,
leave that guy alone, Shawna.
Oh, come on.
Let me have some fun.
Hi, hun.
Let me have some fun, hi, hun.
That, that rhymes.
You are hella funny.
-I cannot believe...
-Shawna...
-...you're here.
-...just leave him alone.
-I am so, so sorry.
-I love you.
You're so cute.
Maybe we can have dinner
with my dad tonight.
I don't think
I'm gonna be hungry.
Are we good tomorrow?
Please.
Well, you know, I have
to finish notifying everyone,
and inviting them,
and all that.
So, mind if I just go home?
No, I mean,
I'm kind of obligated here.
Yeah, okay, well, I'll just
see you at the house then.
Um, uh, wait, you okay?
Yeah, just tired.
Bye, bright eyes.
- Hi, Uncle Bob.
- Hey, Amy.
Um.
Thanks for calling me back.
Oh, you betcha.
The reason why I was calling
was to let you know
that my mom died.
How?
Pneumonia.
Oh, God, no, how could...
-Uh--
-...that's, how, she was...
-There's gonna be a service.
-...too young.
Never realized
it was coming so fast.
Can I just text you the info?
Yeah, send it to me.
-Go ahead.
-Uh, talk soon.
- Okay.
- Bye.
Hello,
you've reached the voicemail
for Dr. Harry Murphy.
Leave me a message,
and I'll get back to you
as soon as I can.
Hi, Dad, just checking in.
Give me a call
when you get this.
Love you, bye.
Amy? Amy Murphy.
Jesse, hi.
How's life in the big city?
Great, everything's great.
Sorry about your mom.
Nice seeing you, Jesse,
I, I gotta go.
-Bye, bye, Jareth.
-No, don't, no.
Let's go to our place.
Let's go.
Hey, talk to me. Did I get it?
They loved your take,
but they heard about the DUI,
and they're worried
about liability,
so it's a pass.
How'd they hear about my DUI?
TMZ, um, but it,
it's also slow right now.
-So--
-Dammit, fuck TMZ.
Slow right now.
It's always fucking slow.
Um, can I get a
shot of tequila?
You gotta go across the street
to Divers for the hard stuff.
Right, okay.
I'm not quitting.
'Kay? This, I'm coming back.
I want that picture
on my wall.
I'm gonna get my picture
on that fucking wall.
Yes, oh.
I would get so mad
if she didn't have
these because I would eat them.
I would get so disappointed
if she didn't.
She couldn't win.
She loved stocking
our favorite treats.
Oh, my God, I wonder
if there's a Dr. Pepper.
I can't remember the last time
I had a... Yes.
Oh, want me to go put it
in the fridge first,
-get it cold?
-Right, good call.
Hello?
Amy, I'm here.
Hi.
Becca, you're here.
Well, are,
are you gonna let me in, or?
Oh.
Uh, I--
Oh.
I--I didn't think
you were coming.
Well, obviously, I did.
Yeah, obviously.
Oh, who's this?
Oh, uh, Darmah,
Becca, Becca, Darmah.
Oh, my God, I'm kidding.
I know who you are.
Oh, it's so good to see you.
I've heard a lot about you.
And, um,
where's the famous Cody?
Uh, he's doing
an eating challenge.
How was your flight?
Uh, can I get you
some water, something to eat,
-milk and cookies?
-You sound like Mom.
Uh, water would be great.
Uh, with lemon.
And, um, Amy, my bag.
Wow, Willets really is out
in the middle of nowhere.
-How'd you get here?
-I rented a car.
Becca, you didn't
have to do that.
I could have arranged a ride.
No, but Amy,
I wouldn't know them.
Besides, I think it's,
I think it's pretty shitty
that you said you'd come get me
and then backed out
at the last minute.
I mean,
I had just booked tickets.
Right, but you booked them
without talking to me.
It's fine.
I decided to forgive you
and to come support you
because I'm a good friend.
-Becca.
-It's fine.
Just pay me for the rental,
and we'll be even.
-What?
-Well,
I really don't think
I should have to pay for it
since you said
that you would come pick me up.
Becca, I, I'm tired.
Let's talk about this later.
Um, come on.
I'll make you
a bed on the couch.
Wait, really?
You're just gonna go to bed?
Wow.
I really thought
you'd be happy to see me.
I just flew
all the way from Canada
and then drove just as far,
and you're just
gonna go to bed?
I shouldn't have come.
It's, it's nice that you came.
I just, I need to go to bed
and work on the obituary.
But you are welcome
to sleep on the couch
or go to a hotel.
Oh, no, obituaries are easy.
That'll take, like,
two minutes.
- Oh, my.
- Why'd you let me eat all that?
I gotta call my parole officer.
Classy.
-Hey.
-Oh, hey, man.
What's up, Raj?
You know, I think I,
I overdid it.
Yeah, it looks
like you really did.
Wait a minute.
Who the fuck are you?
Cody, this is my friend Becca.
-She just got here from--
-Canada.
Wow, I, uh, can't think
of a Canadian joke right now
'cause I'm too full.
Can't think 'cause you're full
or can't think
'cause you're, like--
Becca, come on,
let me make you that bed.
Raj, you ever watch,
uh, "Man v. Food"?
No, what's that?
It's a show, uh, you know,
I, I versed food,
and, well, food won.
Mm, you're still
my hero, buddy.
The challenge
ended a while ago.
I, uh, I had
to take some breaks.
I went across to Divers,
and then I went to,
uh, Rusty's.
You went to Rusty's place?
Yeah, you know,
take breaks, breathers,
To put it down.
I texted you.
I was just checking out
the town bars, all two of 'em.
Three, you should've
gone to the pub.
And no kidding,
I don't think anyone
at Rusty's had any teeth.
I couldn't get the food down.
I had to go
across the street to Divers
and took some shots to--
I get it, you know,
soaks up the food,
condense it to make room.
Exactly, he gets it.
I do.
I'm going to bed, goodnight.
Party pooper.
Who wants a drink?
Me.
I think you're good, babe.
I'll take one.
All right, Canada.
Sorry, I'm sure
it's impossible to sleep
in there with this noise.
Oh, no,
I wasn't ready for bed.
I was kind of expecting
a welcome party.
Well, how do you say
welcome in Canadian?
- "Welcome, eh."
- That, that works.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Hey, uh, Cody,
can I bum one of your smokes?
-Course.
-Thanks.
I haven't had one in so long.
Oh, thank you.
Hey, do you think
I could get a picture with you?
My sister was the biggest fan,
so I have to get
one with you, okay?
Sure.
Oh, my God,
your biceps are huge.
-Oh, yeah.
-Let me check yours.
Okay.
Hmm, you're a little pistol.
-I know, right?
-Mm-hmm.
No, no, I can't do that to Amy.
No, my God.
I was just testing you.
I can't either.
Course, you were.
-We're good.
-We're good.
Um,
I'm gonna go in.
Maybe I'll, uh, see you later.
-See ya later.
-Mm-hmm.
I don't wanna do this anymore.
It's a lot.
And what is Becca
even doing here?
And where the fuck is my dad?
Man's gotta work.
Why not come over after work
and help me pack
or just come over
and have a pizza?
You got me,
and dreadlock rock star,
and Lynn, and Darmah.
I know.
I just really want him here.
I mean, I get
that they haven't been married
in a really long time.
Just like she didn't mean
anything to him.
I mean, we were a family unit
at one point,
and I just,
I just wanna grieve her
with him.
I'm sorry.
Wanna paint?
I can't paint. I don't know
if I'll ever paint again.
All right,
you wanna do a shot?
It's not even noon.
-So?
-So I don't think
I can drink and take Xanax.
Sure you can.
Your mom just died.
You can do
whatever the fuck you want.
Okay, well, I don't want to.
'Kay.
I'm sorry. I'm just stressed.
How about I get
old dreadlock rock star
and Canada outta your hair
for a little while?
-Okay, Raji.
-Yeah.
Take a walk with me?
I gotta get down
to the store
and pick up pack of smokes.
-You wanna go?
-Sure.
Great, but you know
you shouldn't smoke, right?
That's what I hear.
Tell me about it on the way.
You okay?
Yeah, everything annoys me.
-Makes sense.
-Like, his drinking
got really out of hand
after he got his DUI,
and I made him promise
that he wouldn't drink
around me anymore.
But I can't ask that
of him here.
He'd go out of his mind.
I think that's why
he drinks so much.
It's like he doesn't know
what to do with himself
when he's not working.
I don't know how to help him.
I don't, I don't know
what he needs.
What do you need?
- Abort, abort.
- Ee, ee, mission abort.
-Mission abort.
-I can't find my wallet.
They're closing in on us.
-And mission abort.
-Cody, no.
We have you in...
Rajiv, Rajiv, the pool,
it's not, don't you dare,
don't you dare.
What, what's going on?
You didn't tell me
that you were having
a swim party.
Hey, Becca, how was your run?
It was fine.
Oh, God, what now?
Who's that?
I'm gonna chill here.
Hey, babe,
can you get me a beer, too?
And make sure to bless it.
I'll take one as well.
Maria.
Lynn told me
you were packing up everything.
How could you?
She just died.
Would you like to sit?
Do you want something to drink?
Uh, I might take
a little Diet Cola.
Having a pool party, huh?
Thank you.
It's just so disrespectful.
Packing, I mean, she just died.
What would be
the point in waiting?
To honor her memory.
Well, I'm remembering her
as I'm packing.
I don't think
that she would like
to see Darmah and Lynn
going through her things
-and taking them like...
-No one's taking anything
-I haven't given them.
-...greedy little vultures.
What's with a vase?
I gave it to your mom
30 years ago,
and so I'm taking it.
No, that's actually
one of the few things
I'm taking with me to LA.
But if you wanna go
through the boxes
and take a memento,
you're more than welcome to.
I don't want to pick over
scraps like a beggar.
Lynn said you might rent it.
How could you?
You're so cold.
What the hell was that?
Am I cold?
What? No.
Baby, come here.
I think your mom just gave us
a gift from heaven.
If she were an addict,
she wouldn't have so many pills
lying around, right?
Yeah, addicts
don't lose their pills.
It's fine, Amy.
Stop talking to yourself.
What?
Oh, man, I lost again?
It's okay, babe.
I tell ya,
he ain't nothing
but a little baby.
This game is so hard.
You, you have to pay attention
to so many things.
I found my mom's stash.
-Of weed?
-No, she told them
that she hid
a bunch of Vicodins
somewhere and forgot where.
But I had no idea
it was so much.
Why do you think she hid it?
I don't know.
Maybe she was embarrassed.
I think she was just
over-prescribed
and, you know,
held onto it just in case.
Just in case of what?
I don't know.
I mean, she had
a whole closet
full of different sized
boxes just in case
and a drawer
full of paper towel rolls
and popsicle sticks.
So she's probably not
gonna throw away Vicodin.
Well, maybe she was stocking up
to off herself.
No, I don't think so.
Ah, well, who wants Vicodin?
No, Cody, I don't, no,
you've been drinking.
So? It's better that way.
So I don't wanna deal with you
when you're drunk
and on Vicodin.
You don't want to deal with me?
That's messed up, eh?
-Is it?
-Yeah.
So you're gonna take that
right now?
-Hello.
-I'm calling
-about the dog.
-I don't give a fuck either.
-Can you tell me about him?
-He's a great dog.
It's just that his owner
just died, so--
Oh,
can I meet him tomorrow?
Oh, um,
yeah, tomorrow would be great.
Can't do this, Fritz.
I can't feel my hands.
Darmah, Darmah, Darmah.
Darmah, Darmah.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, you had a panic attack.
You feel better now?
I can't do it, Lynn.
I mean, the pressure
to encompass her whole life
and essence,
to do her justice,
it's, it's just too much.
I mean, what happens
if she doesn't have
an obituary?
I mean, it's not gonna
make her any less dead.
No, it won't.
It's okay.
You don't have to do it.
I understand.
I don't want her
write it either.
If you want
and you're comfortable,
why don't we get Mark to do it?
He can write a draft,
and then you can make
all the edits you want to
just to get it done.
I really feel like I should be
the one to do it, though,
not her best friend's husband.
It's my job, and I'm failing.
Oh, no, no you're not.
It's due in a couple of hours.
Let's let Mark worry about it.
Do you know yet if your dad
is bringing Dorothy?
No.
You feeling better?
As a nurse,
any chance you could dispose
of a shit ton of Vicodin
for me?
Oh.
- I found it.
- Okay.
Where'd you find it?
In a vase.
Oh, your mother.
-They're gone.
-What?
Cody, Cody.
What'd I do?
Have you seen
the bag of pills?
No.
What'd you do with them?
In my bag,
and now they're gone.
-Did you check the pockets?
-Did you take them?
-No.
-Just give them back.
I, I won't get mad.
I swear on your mother's
grave, babe.
Fucking Becca.
Oh, my God, Amy,
you were so cute.
I am obsessed
with your hat collection.
It's totally "Blossom."
Did you take the Vicodin?
Are you kidding?
It's missing.
Yeah, probably
'cause your drug addict
boyfriend took it.
-Excuse me.
-Excuse me.
I just flew all the way
-from Canada.
-Canada, whoopty-do.
And you're gonna accuse me
of stealing
your drug addict
mom's pills
when you have
a druggie boyfriend who--
-Shut up. You don't know...
-Okay.
-...what you're talking about.
-No, no, come on.
-I don't appreciate you--
-Come on.
yelling at me like that.
And honestly,
you've had no time for me,
which is, like, so rude.
You're a really selfish friend.
-What?
-Come on, come on.
-There you go.
-These people.
Okay, come on, come on.
Sit down, sit down right here.
Relax.
She says that I'm selfish
'cause I have no time for her?
I'll get you some tea.
Or maybe an exorcist.
Shit, exercise this,
you bitch.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Hey, hey, hey, give them to me.
Hey, hey.
Oh, oh, my God.
No, no.
No, no, that's not gonna work.
Okay, okay, good, come on.
Let's go, Mike Tyson.
I was just being
a good friend.
Oh, my.
I didn't think
you had that in ya.
Yeah, me either.
It felt really good, though.
You really think
she took the pills?
I don't know. I mean,
I know she needs money.
She owes me 300 bucks.
Doesn't mean she would steal.
Fact that she's off
her rocker might.
Her dad died.
I mean, you think
she'd be more empathetic.
Maybe that's why she's not.
People get weird around death.
Yeah, I'm getting that.
You want me to get it?
I got it.
I'm worried about her.
"Claire Murphy
passed away on June 25th.
Claire was known
for her vibrant personality...
generosity, and caring ways.
She was preceded in death
by her mother,
Maryanne Wallace,
and is survived by her father,
Stanley Moretti,
and her daughters
Amy Murphy and Darmah Langton,"
and, and the rest just,
just talks
about the celebration of life.
Now I know it's short,
but is there, is there
anything you'd like to change?
Is there anything
you'd like to add?
Thanks for doing that, Mark.
Are you sure?
Nothing you wanna change?
It's fine, thank you.
Doesn't matter.
Okay.
Well, we have to get it
to the "Willits Weekly"
in an hour.
Thanks, Mark, excuse me.
Hey.
Hey, Aim, it's,
uh, it's after noon.
You wanna wake up?
Gary's been calling.
You should probably
call him back.
Hey, you gotta eat something.
Tomorrow's a big day.
Oh, you guys,
thank you so much
for being here.
It really means so much.
-Of course.
-Wouldn't miss it.
-Guys, this is Cody.
-The famous Jareth.
Hello.
-Howdy.
-Uh, where do you want us
to put the food?
Oh, um, anywhere
on these tables is great.
Where's my dad?
Wait,
he's not bringing her, is he?
We'll see. Hope not.
How are things
going with Jareth?
Your mom would totally get
a kick out of him
-being here.
-I know. She really would.
You know, it's,
it's kinda stupid,
but I kinda feel
like she knows him.
I mean, she knows
his work at least.
And anybody I ever date
after this will never know
-her at all.
-The obituary said
that Darmah was a daughter.
Claire is rolling over
in her grave right now.
Oh, no, she's not.
-She's cremated.
-Oh.
-Oh, there's your dad.
-Oh.
Oh, hi, Dad, thank you.
Can we talk?
Sure, I, I can't imagine
what you've been going through.
Yeah, it's kinda hard
to even explain.
You know how even
when you're not thinking of me,
you're aware
that you're my dad, right?
It's like a part of your DNA?
Oh, sure.
I feel like my whole identity
has been ripped away,
like my whole world
just shattered.
Did you really want
this hippie shit?
Hi, Grandpa.
-Mm.
-Hello, Stanley.
Harry, how's business?
Amy, the flowers
you ordered arrived,
and I put them up front.
I'm just dying for you...
-Oh, great.
-...to see
if they're all right.
-Yeah, I'll see you later.
-Come take,
-come take a look.
-I'll talk you later, sweetie.
-Oh, yes.
-Oh.
- How beautiful.
- Yippee.
-Thank you so much.
-You're so welcome.
You're so welcome.
I'm gonna to go inside now.
Okay.
Look, this is a clusterfuck.
Hey, um, I'm running
right across the street,
Rusty's real quick, okay?
Cody, if you don't wait
an hour, I swear to God.
Amy, I know someone
who you should rent
your house to.
She's a school teacher
with a baby.
I told her about your house,
and she's ready to move in.
Here's her number.
Well, there's that.
Beautiful, so touching.
This is my nephew.
He never met Claire,
but he's just so talented.
Oh, excuse me, Amy.
Oh, okay.
Hello, everybody,
thank you so much for coming.
I'm Gretchen.
Claire and I
were longtime friends,
and I'm her only
daughter's godmother.
Our families had
so many fun memories together.
She will be greatly missed.
And now I'd like to open
the floor to anyone
who would like to speak.
Not you, Amy, just sit down.
She was always so welcoming,
so warm and generous.
Claire, in her way
of making you feel...
...loved and taken care of.
She was talented, too.
She was in all
of the school plays,
and she, she wrote
"Claire's Corner," um,
for the school paper
where she wrote reviews.
I just thought
the world of her.
And, um, even though
we didn't see each other much,
I'll miss her.
She loved you so much, Aim.
God, she loved you.
You were her world.
There is so much that I regret.
She was so strong, fiercely so.
You get that from her,
sweetheart.
Don't ever forget that.
What can I say?
I would, uh, trade places
with her if I could.
Let's eat.
No, not yet, Grandpa.
Amy, Amy.
You don't have to say anything.
It's okay.
I don't know where I'd be
if it wasn't for Claire.
That's for sure.
I hope she knew how strong
and amazing she was.
And now I'd like to perform
this dance in her honor.
Hey, hey.
Thank you all
for your beautiful stories
and words.
My mom was all the things
that you all said,
generous, fun-loving, kind,
beautiful, and strong.
And she was
a wonderful friend, coworker,
community member...
and daughter.
And I get that she meant
a lot to all of you
and that you all have opinions
about everything, really,
down to what I should
or should not do
with her house and her things,
even who I should be
surrounding myself with.
But you know what?
That's really unfair,
especially because none of you
besides Darmah, and Lynn,
and Mark stepped up to help.
And you know what else?
It's also really
none of your fucking business.
-What?
-What?
Uh, Darcy, Katie,
Caroline, Rose,
you guys
are not included in that
because you're all so far away.
But to just about all the rest
of you, I just wanna say,
close your ears, Grandpa,
fuck you.
Oh, no.
-Mm.
-Oh.
Yeah, she was my mom, my mom
despite what the obituary
might say, but thank you.
Thank you again, Mark,
for what you did.
And even though Darmah
was not my mom's daughter,
it doesn't mean
that she didn't mean
a hell of a lot to her.
And she means a lot to me.
She is a part of my family.
So I would really appreciate it
if all of you
just kept your little
small-town pie holes
shut about her.
Yeah, God,
that is why I hate
this town so much.
It's how much you all gossip.
You know, I found out
about my parents' divorce
from a kid at school.
Yeah, so thanks for that.
All of you made
what my mom and I went through
so much worse
with your gossiping.
You wanna cry now,
but if you could have seen
-how much you all hurt her--
-Amy, stop.
Really? Really?
So that's nice.
Well, I'm not done,
and all of you are going
to fucking listen to me.
Yeah.
It seems like every day
there's a new one of you
telling me how to grieve,
judging me
for how I'm grieving.
You should be
ashamed of yourself,
trying to shut me up.
I was just trying
to protect you.
From what? From feeling?
But I'm allowed to be a mess.
I'd be a fucking psycho
if I wasn't.
I didn't get to say goodbye.
And we argued all the time.
Saying that out loud,
I guess I really need
to forgive myself for that
and her.
If you all wanna help,
please just say that.
Thank you all for coming.
It really is an
incredible turnout.
And you're welcome
because now you have
my meltdown to gossip about.
And in true Claire fashion,
there are drinks
and refreshments over there.
Please help yourself and enjoy.
Thank you.
Hey, hey, it's okay, hun.
It's okay.
I'm proud of you, and I'm,
I'm sorry I wasn't there.
I, I, I think I was avoiding
how sad it would be
to be in her empty house.
And I thought you had support.
You had all these
people around you,
and you didn't need me.
I'll always need you.
You're my dad.
I'm so sorry.
I should have told you
what I needed.
I wanna grieve her with you.
But I understand that
your grief is different,
and that might be something
that I also need to grieve.
Well, I miss her, too.
You do?
That's all I wanted to hear.
I am so proud of you,
and I know she would be, too.
I could never be
as courageous, honest,
and vulnerable as you.
You are your mother's daughter.
Hey, Gary, sorry
I haven't called you back.
- How was the show?
- Well, I have good news,
and I have bad news.
The good news is
that it was such a success
I'm signed up to do
another one.
I hope you'll help.
Congratulations,
of course, I will help.
- What's the bad news?
- Well,
I sent Tweedledee
to feed your cat.
Is Bowie okay?
Who?
Uh, oh, the cat's fine.
But there was
an eviction notice
on your door.
I've been trying to call you.
I'm so sorry, Amy.
Wake up.
-What?
-You didn't mail
my rent check, did you?
Yes, I did.
Okay, I forgot.
Cody. You know
my landlord's been looking
for an excuse
to try to get me out
and jack up the rent.
You don't think
about anyone but yourself.
I'm gonna have to live
in Willits, my worst nightmare,
and after everything I said.
No, you won't.
You can live with me.
I've never even thought
about that.
Nah, it'd be great.
I can cook for you.
It'll be great.
Move in with me, Aim.
-Oh.
-Uh, I don't know.
Uh, maybe just
until I find a place.
What are you doing.
Uh, what--
- I--
- What's happening?
Will you marry me?
You're crazy. Get up.
This is not funny.
Marry me.
You make me
wanna be a better man.
If you marry me,
I'll get sober,
clean and sober
and stay clean and sober.
I promise.
You can help me.
I can't do it without you.
Cody, that's a lot
to put on me.
Well, you don't have
to say yes now.
Just move in with me.
Come on. It'll be great.
I mean, what are you gonna do,
live here in Willits?
No, I don't know.
I, I could sell this house
and use the money...
-I don't think people are--
-...to open up a gallery or--
Well, I don't think
people are lining up
to move to Willits.
Well, I can stay here
and just paint until it sells.
-You'd be miserable.
-Well, I don't know.
You might be right.
It might take me a long time
to sell this house,
and I might hate it,
but that is time
that I can grieve
and repair
some important relationships.
I'm not moving in
with you, Cody,
and I don't wanna marry you.
I think you should go home.
Well, I hope you go to rehab,
but wherever you go,
I'm not gonna be a part of it.
Amy, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
Come on.
Amy, I need you.
Cody. It's over.
You say that now.
No, I'm done.
I want you to leave.
Okay, how?
There's no fucking Ubers.
Take a bus.
A bus.
Yeah, you can figure it out.
Like, so you're
actually just throwing me out?
Fine.
You love me.
But I love myself more.
Wow, so he's gone.
Yep.
Love and light.
Are you happy?
I think I am.
I was beginning to think
I'd never be happy again.
It feels kinda weird
to be happy without her here,
but you know,
it's what she'd want.
Absolutely.
Did I hear that you're gonna
be staying here?
Do you want a roommate?
Wow, sisters living
together again.
I bet your mom
would be so proud, babe.
I forgot to tell you.
Your piece sold,
congratulations.
The gallery wants to see more.
You're leaving.
You destroyed this family.
I haven't been happy
for a very long time.
Oh, get out,
you cheater. Leave.
Can I say
goodbye to Amy?
She doesn't
wanna say goodbye to you.
She doesn't wanna see you.
Amy, is it?
And Cody Stevens referred you,
and you're his girlfriend.
And I thought I was
his biggest fan,
but I bet you are.
My mom is in the hospital.
I, I, I went up
there to be with her,
but the doctor said
she was fine
and it was only dehydration.
So I came back here for work,
but then they called
and said that she was
having trouble breathing,
and I feel like I
shouldn't have left her.
Can't control my breathing.
It, my heart's racing.
-I-
-All right, all right.
It's okay, it's okay.
Just breathe.
Breathe.
One more.
All right, that's good,
that's good.
Oh, you had a little bit
of a panic attack.
A panic attack?
Yes, it's usually
stress induced.
It's more common
than you think.
Our society just doesn't
teach us how to grieve.
Oh, but she's gonna be okay.
Oh, I'm sure she will be.
I just don't know what to do.
I have this art
opening coming up.
Yes, Cody said
you were an artist.
Yeah, I'm a painter.
-It's your first opening?
-Mm-hmm.
That's great.
But my mom's in the
hospital in Willits.
I'm going back up there
the day after tomorrow.
Willits?
Tiny town
in Northern California.
-Uh-huh.
-No one's ever heard of it,
two and a half hours
north of San Francisco.
Have you ever
taken Xanax before?
-Huh?
-No.
I think it might
take the edge off.
You can start off
by taking a half,
but you'll probably wanna
take the whole thing.
I know Cody usually wants
to take the whole pill.
Cody takes these?
Oh, yeah, when the Vicodin
isn't working.
You know,
a old football injury.
It flares up from time to time.
I shouldn't have let
that cat out of the bag,
doctor-patient, you know.
There.
Now you take as needed.
Okay.
-Okay.
-Thank you.
You're welcome.
Oh, is, uh, Cody
working on anything new,
or is that top secret?
Actually,
he's in between jobs.
Oh, that's a shame.
He really should work
a lot more.
I can tell ya, that,
that "Vampire Creek,"
that was a great show.
You be sure to tell him
that I said he's a star.
I'll be sure to tell him.
I'll finish touching
up your selects
first thing in the morning,
and the RSVP list
is already on your desk.
Amazing, hey, hey,
how are the descriptions
coming along?
Oh, they're done.
I can forward them
to you now for notes.
You're the best.
And Gary, thank you so much
for letting me
include my piece.
You earned it.
I just don't know
what I'm gonna do without you
when you get discovered.
Discovered?
I don't know about that.
-Did you get it?
-I'll get it, sure.
Did you guys do exactly
- what you wanted to do?
- Fine.
Uh, Gary, I have to go.
I will see you in the morning.
That's what I'm saying.
Okay, right,
are you gonna hand me that?
It's changed a little bit
since you were last here,
-but you know.
-Hey, man,
it has been too long.
Yeah, uh, babe,
this is Pete and, uh-
-Cherry.
-Cherry.
You guys want a beer?
-Yes, please.
-Oh, yeah, yeah.
Oh, my God.
Babe, they just
stopped by for a minute.
They won't stay long.
Don't worry. I won't get drunk.
Fine, I'll just go home.
No, wait, I'm only
gonna have one beer.
Hey, man, do you mind
if I eat some of this?
Mm-mm.
Is that the guy
that stole your nunchucks?
Yeah, he brought
'em back, though.
Oh.
Won't be long.
Fucking cheers.
-Thanks, bro.
-Cheers.
Cheers, nice, to you,
hey.
Cody's the coolest, man.
He really helped me out.
Some crazy times.
Mm, mm,
speaking of crazy times.
Oh, this, oh,
this spectacular thing is...
-Yeah.
-...because I got a DUI.
-Oh.
-Ooh.
Cody fucking Stevens
from "Vampire Creek."
This TMZ the article
about your arrest is brutal.
Pretty funny, and being tased,
you ever been tased?
-That ain't fun.
-No.
Babe, hey,
and this beautiful creature,
that's Amy.
You're really hot.
Thanks?
Uh, it's nice meeting you both,
but I'm gonna go to bed.
Oh, no, no, no,
don't, don't leave.
Stay.
I'm tired, goodnight.
-Bye.
-Uh, yeah,
she's, her mom's
in the hospital.
-I'll be right back.
-Ooh.
Yikes.
Come here.
Babe, Pete just stopped by
to give me a little something
to help you relax.
What the fuck is that, Cody?
No, I don't even know
if I want the Xanax
that you made me get.
Please, it's to
celebrate your show.
What the fuck, Cody? No.
Oh, I just thought you could
use a little fun, that's all.
Just leave me alone.
Hey, your mom's gonna be okay.
You don't know that.
People don't die
from rheumatoid arthritis.
But what if something happens?
Nothing's gonna happen.
You're just stressed out.
Remember what the doctor said.
No, I shouldn't have
left her. I can feel it.
Can you just get them to go?
Yeah.
Please.
Right.
Cody.
Yeah, baby.
You already took one
of those pills, didn't you?
Yes.
Cody, I need you right now.
You have me.
Look, I'm gonna kick them out.
I think you should
take one of these.
It'll help you relax.
Fine,
but this isn't cool,
and we're gonna talk
about it tomorrow.
Yeah.
You're right.
Yeah, yeah, no worries,
dude, no worries, man.
Who is that?
Do you remember
that party that we went to?
Hello.
May I speak
to Amy Murphy?
This is her.
I'm the nurse
at Howard Hospital.
It's time to start praying,
time to start praying.
Your mom coded.
The doctors are trying
to resuscitate her,
but it doesn't look good,
it doesn't look good,
it doesn't look good.
See you guys.
Thanks for coming.
What happened?
I need to mentally pack
her lunch for her transition.
What the fuck are you doing?
My mom is dying.
Okay, okay.
Put out that cigarette
and be here with me.
Pack this metaphorical
lunch with me.
We got some chow mein.
-Don't be funny.
-I'm not trying to be funny.
Okay.
Mom, I'm packing you a lunch.
um, it's an English muffin
with peanut butter on it
and Milanos.
I'm using your purple
insulated lunch bag,
and it's bottomless.
Oh, fuck, um,
there's, uh, bananas
on the English muffin,
and, uh, your chicken,
and rice, fuck,
and all your favorites.
And it's going nourish
you on your journey.
-Cody.
-Yeah, I'm here.
I'm here, I'm here.
I just,
I just need
to sleep for a minute.
-Hello.
-Hello, Amy, I'm so sorry.
No, no, no.
Excuse me, ma'am, ma'am.
Can you put your bag
under the seat
in front of you please?
Ma'am.
Folks,
from the cockpit, at this time,
we'd like to ask
our flight attendants
to please
prepare the cabin
for departure.
Don't be sad.
Uh, where are you headed?
Snobby bitch.
He's short and cute
And he's got
a sweet patoot
Hey, Fritzy.
Oh, hey, bud, how you doing?
Hello?
-Hey, you.
-Hi.
Come here.
Oh.
Poor Fritz, he's just
waiting for her to come home.
Hungry.
Oh, come here. Let's
get you something to eat.
'Kay.
It feels like
she's just gonna walk
through the door at any moment.
I can't believe I'm never
gonna have her food again.
Is there anything
I can do to help?
I, I can stay
as long as you need.
Thank you, I appreciate that.
You wouldn't want
an old dog, would you?
No, he wouldn't
be happy at the ashram.
Right.
Don't they have communal dogs
that run around
and play, though?
They do. Baba chooses them.
Don't you want him?
The cat would hate it.
Oh, shit, I need to find
someone to feed Bowie.
Well, what about your dad?
Wouldn't he take Fritz?
Yeah, right,
I'm sure he wouldn't want
the responsibility.
Where is your dad?
Work.
Come here.
I wanna show you something.
Come. Sit.
You know, your mom
was more like a mother
to me than my own mom.
Uh-huh.
I still remember meeting you
at Magic Mornings Preschool
and thinking you were
the coolest four-year-old
-in the world.
-Well, I was.
I don't know what happened.
You're still the coolest.
And when I got to know
your mom, I could see why.
Yeah.
I know it's different,
but I kind of feel
like I lost my mom, too.
And I'm still
not speaking to my mom.
But she's still alive.
You can still fix things
with her.
I don't want
a relationship with her.
You know, I think of you
like a sister.
You're like family to me, too.
You know, your mom,
is it okay,
if for the sake
of conversation,
I call her our mom?
I'll know who you mean.
Hi, sweetheart, oh,
I saw you walk by,
so I knew you were here.
-Hi, Lynn.
-Oh.
-Hi, Mark.
-Hi, sweetie, oh.
Sorry to hear
about your mom, Amy.
Claire was one of a kind.
There was
no one like our mom.
Oh, okay, I'm gonna, I'm gonna
let you guys catch up.
-Um, holler
if you need anything.
-Yes.
Okay.
Hi.
She was my best friend.
I don't know
what I'm gonna do
without her,
but she's not in pain anymore.
Yeah.
I'm a mess.
I'm blubbering. Sorry.
How was your trip up?
Oh, you know.
Do you need boxes?
I didn't know
if you were gonna
pack everything up
while you were here,
or if you're gonna come back.
Oh, I hadn't even
thought about that.
Well, it might be nice
to do it now
while you have Darmah
here to help ya.
But whatever you wanna do.
-Where's your dad?
-Fixing cavities probably.
You know, if you
wanna rent or sell?
Oh, um.
You know, I'd wait to sell
until the market goes up.
I mean, I know that's
monthly income you could use.
Have you thought about where
you wanna have the memorial?
-No.
-Sue had her birthday party
at the arts center.
It was so nice.
I'll call and ask her
how much it costs to rent it.
Okay, thanks.
I actually have a big
art show coming up,
and I need to be back
in LA for that.
Really? You're so awesome.
Well, it's not
actually my art show.
It's the artist I work for,
but I get to put up a piece,
and it is incredible exposure.
That's so cool.
Mom would be proud.
You mean Claire, Amy's mom.
Amy's so generous
in letting me share her.
Huh.
Oh, and before I forget,
when you pick a date
for the memorial, put an ad
in the "Willits Weekly"
if you want it
open to the public.
When is your art show?
In five days.
Okay.
-What?
-Well,
there's just a lotta stuff
in this house,
lotta repairs and things.
Oh, before I forget,
the coroner's
gonna pick up her body
and take it
to the funeral home.
Contact them
for a death certificate.
Get a few. You're gonna need it
for the bank and things.
What do you wanna do
with Mom's body, Amy?
-With Mom's body, Amy?
-Excuse me.
I know you know this,
but transfer the utilities
into your name
as soon as you can.
Uh, I'm not gonna make
the art show, am I?
Oh, I wonder
if Gary's gonna fire me.
Shit, I need to find
someone to feed Bowie.
Well, I can help.
Feed Bowie?
-With transferring utilities.
-Did your mom
tell you about the nightmare
with the pool?
No, actually,
can we go over this tomorrow?
Um, I'm feeling kinda drained.
Yeah, well, of course,
I just want you
to have all the information.
It's really complicated.
-Are you gonna get that?
-No, I'm gonna let
- the machine get it.
- Hi, Claire,
this is Erin
from Dr. K's office
calling to confirm
your cleaning tomorrow
at 2:00.
Call us back at 555-1938.
Oh, that reminds me,
you've gotta write
an obituary and have it in
before 4:00 on Thursday.
Amy.
Hello.
Amy.
Whoo-hoo.
-Amy, come on now.
-Who is that?
I think it's Nancy,
Kelly's mom.
You still friends with Kelly?
Amy? Amy.
Try this one more time.
-I-- What does she want?
-I don't know.
Amy.
Damn door, Amy, it's Nancy.
I brought you
your favorite flowers.
Amy.
She's not leaving.
Oh, God.
Oh, Claire.
-I'm going back to LA.
-Why'd, oh, why'd you go
and--
Goddammit.
Amy, you wanna come down?
We can commiserate together.
It's like...
Hel-oh, you look...
...rough morning.
Hey, Gary, what's up?
I was just calling to see
how you're holding up
and if you were gonna be
back in time for the show.
There's someone coming
from Davis Warner
that I think you would
really vibe with.
Hey,
nice Backstreet Boys poster.
Thanks, I, I really
wanna be there, Gary,
but I have so much
I have to do here.
I, I, I don't think I can.
Your mom would want you
to knock the socks off
some tastemakers, right?
Well, yeah, of course.
And you know that nothing here
runs smoothly without you.
There is no Tweedledee.
They're both the other one.
And I don't trust them
or anyone but you
to do the art.
I need you.
I'm sorry, Gary.
As much as it kills me
to say it, I,
I can't.
Okay, you take care
of yourself, Ames.
Selfishly, I hope you're back
in time for the next one
so I don't have
to find a replacement.
Thanks.
Oh, Gary, wait.
Do you think you can send
Tweedledee to feed my cat?
-You hungry?
-Not really.
You should eat something.
Oh, my God, I forgot
you don't eat bacon.
Guess I do now.
How's everything
going with Cody?
Done-zo.
-I'm sorry.
-When did that happen?
Technically, I still
need to tell him.
- Hello.
- Sorry, babe, I forgot.
Can you go online and pay it?
My mom didn't have Internet.
Who doesn't have Internet?
- I know.
No,
I don't think I can.
-I--
-Yes, you can.
You just enter
the citation number.
The instructions
are right there on the ticket.
Well, so now
I gotta move the car?
Well, no, it's fine there now.
You don't have to move it
for another week.
You know what, Cody's got it.
Cody's got it covered.
Don't worry, but babe...
-...you gotta see this place.
-Can I help you?
It's really nice.
-It's so good to see you.
-So good to see you.
Oh, my God.
It's been so long.
-Hey.
-Look at you.
Is it cool if I go work
on my morning pages?
Babe, hey, no, don't worry
about the ticket.
No, Cody's gonna take care
of it, and tell me.
How you doing?
I don't even know.
I mean, I'm usually
really good at planning,
but I feel paralyzed
trying to plan a memorial.
Writing the obituary
is impossible.
And I should probably be
thinking about a eulogy.
It's, it's a lot.
Is there anything I can do?
I mean, full disclosure,
I'm kind of incapacitated
right now.
I really hate to ask,
but I do need a favor.
Okay, anything.
I don't have my checkbook.
Is there any way you could
mail my landlord a check?
I'll go somewhere
with Internet today and Venmo.
Absolutely,
don't worry about it.
- Cody's got it handled.
- Thank you,
please don't forget.
Mm-hmm, won't forget.
You're gonna get through this.
Cody.
Um, I don't think
this is working out.
Hey, you know, I really
fucked up the other day.
I should not have had
Little Pete come over.
That was the dumbest move,
uh, next to the fact
that I took, um,
Ambien
and when
you were all upset
about your mom and everything.
That was,
that was a terrible move,
and I'm sorry.
When I woke up
and you weren't there,
that made me realize that,
uh, hmm, I realized something.
What?
Made me realize
that I love you.
You do?
Yeah...
like, a lot.
And I know it's only
been a few months,
but you know,
when you know, you know?
What do you love about me?
Seriously?
Seriously.
Um, okay.
Uh, I love, there's a lot.
Um, I love the way
you don't put up with my shit.
I love the way that,
uh, you're challenging me
right now and asking me,
what do I love about you?
I love, I love
how adorably sexy you are.
I love how you make up
those stupid songs.
They're not stupid.
Yes, they are.
But I love them.
They're funny.
I love the way you walk.
How do I walk?
The other day,
I was walking Hank,
and, uh, I recognized you
from a couple blocks away,
way before I,
I knew it was you,
and I knew it by your walk,
and that made me happy.
You're amazing, Amy.
I love the way you see me
through those big,
beautiful eyes of yours.
I don't know
what I would do without you.
Now you don't have to say
you love me, too, or anything,
but I'm coming up there.
What? You, you are?
Yeah, I'm coming to Willits.
I should have already come,
your mother, sorry, yeah.
Even if it's an 11-hour drive,
I, I'm coming.
Actually, I'll probably fly.
How far is it from the airport
to your mom's?
How are you gonna do that
when you're on house arrest?
Bushy, bushy, bushy, bushy.
-I missed you, babe.
-Oh, I'm so glad
-you're here, babe.
-Me too.
-Is this yours, babe?
-Oh, that's mine.
-God, I miss bacon.
-Nyom, nyom, nyom.
- Mm.
- Hey,
what's your name?
Oh, I didn't introduce you?
- Mm-mm.
- Amy, this is Rajiv.
Mm, sorry about your guys' mom.
Do you want me
to make some eggs, babe?
-Mm.
-Mm?
Just have mine.
-I'm not hungry.
-Okay, thanks.
Can you pass me
my coffee, though?
Mm.
What do you want
to drink, babe?
Mm, tequila sunrise.
I might as well go all out.
I don't know
if we have any tequila.
Do you want a drink, Amy?
I'm good with coffee, thanks.
Mm.
Mm.
Cody's coming up.
Oh, that's great. I'm so glad.
-Can he travel?
-Hopefully.
I can't imagine him actually
taking the bus, though,
so I'll probably have
to pick him up
-from the airport.
-That's, like,
-a five-hour trip.
-Mm-hmm.
I don't think
you should be driving, hun.
-Oh.
-Mm.
-We can pick him up.
-Yeah.
-Mm-hmm.
-Really?
-Mm-hmm.
-Oh, that would be so amazing.
You're so amazing.
Well, let's just see
what his probation officer
says.
-Wait, wait, wait.
-Are you talking about Jareth?
Yeah.
Hey.
Wow.
It was my mom's.
Your mom was a big fan, huh?
Yeah, she was so stoked
that I was dating Jareth.
I really wish
they could have met.
She was always too sick,
or he was too busy.
But really, I think he just
didn't wanna come to Willets.
Is he like Jareth
in real life?
Do they stop you on the street,
like, all the time?
Oh, my God,
you sound just like my mom.
Oh, God,
I don't wanna see anybody.
Maybe it's your dad.
Yeah, that's true.
I'm gonna meet Jareth.
I'm seeing, like,
a whole new side to you, babe.
-I'm gonna meet Jareth.
-Sweetheart, oh, sweetie.
Oh, wow.
Somebody needs a shower,
ooh.
- Hello.
- Hi, Lynn,
this is my boyfriend, Rajiv.
Namaste.
Namas, whatever.
Did your mom tell you
she'd started putting
Post-its on things?
No, what do you mean?
Well, let me show you.
Let's see, oh, this painting.
Yeah, she wanted
Gretchen to have this.
Your godmother Gretchen?
Have you heard from her?
She sent a card.
She said she liked it
one time,
so she wanted her to have it.
I think she was trying to help
you make decisions on things
that she knew
you wouldn't want.
So she was preparing for this?
Well, I think
your mom was really tired
of being in pain all the time.
Are you saying
that she wanted to die?
No, but I don't think
she wanted
to live a long time
or thought she would.
Heavy.
Did she make
a lot of those Post-its?
Hmm, I don't know,
but if you want something
with a Post-it on it,
I'm sure she'd want
you to have it.
Are you gonna start
sorting today?
Yeah, there's a lot of crap
in this house to sort out.
-Rajiv.
-What?
Not that it's crap,
there's stuff.
There's a lot of stuff
in the house.
There is.
Babe, I can't lie.
I took a vow.
And a vow not to eat meat.
Okay, shall we go
see the pool?
Your mom says to fix
and resurface
it's gonna cost about $20,000.
She did get a new pump,
but it had
all sorts of problems.
It was
driving her crazy.
I'm sure she told you.
The pool guy
-from Ukiah's not coming.
-Hello.
Dad.
Hey, sweetheart.
Mm.
-Hello, Lynn.
-Hello, Harry.
Uh, sorry to just pop by.
I was hoping I could
take you to lunch.
Yeah, that sounds great.
- Um, let me go change.
- Okay.
Lynn, is it okay
if we go over this later?
Of course.
Have a great time.
Bye, Lynn.
Oh, Amy, wait.
Don't go in your mom's room
till I get rid of her porn.
Have a great lunch.
Hey, hang on, honey.
I just wanna, I just wanna grab
a smoke before we go in.
Okay, but I really wish
you'd quit.
I will quit.
I will,
but today is not the day.
Tablecloths.
Yeah, and I just think
it might be nice
to have mom's friends
bring food
since she was always bringing
food everywhere, hosting.
Wanna make it look nice.
Well, I'm sure
we must have some somewhere.
And if you want, Dorothy and I
can come help you set up.
Are you insane?
You can't bring Dorothy
to Mom's funeral.
Why not?
You really think
it's okay to bring the woman
you had an affair with,
the woman you left mom for
-to her funeral?
-They were okay.
I can't believe
that you're putting me
in this position.
Listen, you know,
Dorothy wanted to buy me
a set of china
like we had in the old house,
you know, the gold china.
Claire let her come over
to take a look at it.
She was very nice to Dorothy.
Yeah, because Mom
was a nice person.
But just because she let
Dorothy into her house
and was polite one time
does not mean
that she'd want her
at her memorial.
And why would Dorothy
even do that, by the...
It doesn't matter.
If you knew Mom at all,
you would know
that this would kill her,
metaphorically speaking now.
I want Dorothy there
to support me.
She wants to be there
to support us.
She liked Claire.
She's a nice person. She cares.
But that's not
the fucking point.
Poor child, her mother died,
cancer, I think.
Cancer? I thought
it was something else.
Dad, you divorced Mom
almost 20 years ago.
So it doesn't matter
what you want.
It doesn't even matter
what I want.
It should matter to you,
but it doesn't really matter.
What matters is
what Mom would want.
And she wouldn't want
Dorothy there.
I don't believe that.
Dad, I have never
been more sure
of anything in my entire life.
Ask anyone who knew Mom.
Ask Lynn.
-Ask Maria. Ask Gretchen.
-Come on.
They don't like Dorothy.
I can't believe
that you are putting Dorothy
before me and Mom again.
If you bring her,
I will leave.
Hi, Dr. Murphy.
Is this your daughter?
Yes, it is.
Your dad is
a wonderful dentist.
He did this crown on me.
Doesn't it look nice?
You don't want
any VHS tapes, do you?
No, not unless
they're home movies.
Oh, wait, keep that one.
What do you wanna do
with the encyclopedias?
-Goodwill?
-Goodwill.
Uh, guys,
I don't know if I'm ready
to hear this answer,
but, uh, was she alone
when she died?
I mean, I know you were there,
but the actual moment,
was anyone with her?
How much pain was she in?
I've been too afraid to ask.
I think any pain
she felt was quick,
like ripping off a bandaid.
She was ready, Amy. She was...
What?
The day she died,
she was awake
-and lucid for a moment.
-She was?
Why didn't anybody call me?
The nurses said
she looked out the window
and exclaimed, "Snow."
It snowed?
No, it wasn't snowing.
What?
Sometimes hallucinations
happen in the end.
It's not unusual.
She was talking to people
that weren't there,
or rather,
that only she could see.
I think her guides came
to take her to the other side.
Do we really need to talk
about this right now?
Why not? I wanna know.
She was screaming,
"Get away from me.
I don't wanna go."
God, I should have been there.
No, no, listen to me.
There was nothing
you could have done.
She wasn't making sense,
and then she crashed,
and I am so glad you
don't have that memory,
having nightmares about it.
I shouldn't have let her
take all those trial drugs.
I mean, maybe then
her immune system-
It wasn't your fault.
Maybe she needed you
to go so she could go.
I saw her soul leave her body.
She wasn't scared then.
What?
When they stopped trying
to resuscitate her,
they let us go in.
I was present when her soul
left, and she transitioned.
I could feel
she was at peace then.
And how the fuck
would you know that?
- Hello.
- I am, I'm sorry.
I am sorry, Darmah.
It's my grandpa.
Gonna let me in,
or do I stand out here all day?
It seems like a bad time,
but we're outta string cheese.
Babe.
-Hi, Grandpa.
-Hi, sweetheart.
She should still be here.
I should have been
the first to go.
Who's this naked guy?
That's Darmah's boyfriend.
-Not your boyfriend?
-Not my boyfriend.
You still have a boyfriend?
You didn't swing back
the other way, did ya?
No, come on.
We'll talk in the car.
Uh, we have some paper
for you to sign,
uh, so we can obtain permission
to perform the cremation.
You sure you wanna
have her cremated?
It's what she wanted.
Process takes about
seven to 10 business days.
Uh, where's her body now?
In refrigeration.
What did he say?
-In refrigeration.
-In refrigeration.
She's in the freezer, Grandpa.
Oh.
Uh, are there clothes
you want her to be cremated in
or any personal items
which should be cremated
with her?
What the hell for?
Sometimes family members,
they wish for their loved ones
to be buried
with a beloved object.
I can hear you.
I'm not deaf.
What the hell for?
She can't take it with her.
Would you like to be
present for the cremation,
or is there a religious ritual
you want us to perform?
People are usually present?
You don't have to be.
We just offer it as an option.
We wanna see some coffins?
Can you show us some coffins?
She wanted
to be cremated, Grandpa.
-You sure?
-Yeah,
she told me
at Grandma's funeral.
She wanted to be cremated
so she could sit in an urn
on my mantle and watch me.
I guess after this we should go
shopping for mantles.
What did she say?
I don't hear too good.
Uh.
Uh, can we look at some urns?
Yes, yes, of course.
This one is my favorite.
It's the Cadillac of urns.
I think I feel
like walking home.
You sure?
It's a nice day.
Well, okay.
If you need anything,
you call me, okay?
-Yes.
-Yeah.
-I will.
-Bye-bye.
Just pick me up
off his movie's over.
Are you sure
you don't want me
to pick you up
in front of the theater?
No, Mom, you'll embarrass me.
Oh, my God,
you've gotta be kidding me.
Darmah's already on her way.
You can't put people
out like that.
Okay, uh, can I just
take the next flight please?
-Cody needs sleepy.
-You don't have to come.
I'll call Darmah
and have her turn around.
Okay, okay, okay,
I'll call an Uber.
Okay.
Hello,
you've reached the voicemail
for Dr. Harry Murphy.
Leave me a message,
and I'll get back--
Going the wrong, wrong way.
-You wanna drive?
-No, but I will
-if you want me to.
-I can't do anything right.
You're going the wrong way.
Sorry, we're gonna be a minute.
Can you back up?
You're going the wrong way.
Sorry.
I am not gonna be around
forever, you know.
One of these days
I'm gonna be gone,
and you're gonna wish
you were nicer to me.
What did I do?
I don't want
a funeral like this.
Okay, let's just park.
You don't even have
to have a funeral.
Well, a party maybe.
There will be a lot of people
that wanna go to something.
Lots of people love me,
you know.
-I love you.
-No, you don't.
You don't love me.
Mom, don't say that.
If your father doesn't come,
I will come back and haunt him.
Mom.
You're going the wrong way.
Fuck off.
I am talking
to my daughter
at my mother's funeral.
You can't run from me, bunny.
I will be with you always,
watching you from your mantle.
Mom, that's creepy.
Shit.
I love you the most.
I love you the best.
Fuck you, too.
I love you too much.
-Overall.
-Meatball, I don't think.
Oh, my God,
that's so rude.
Like, you can show it
to me, but don't show it
-to anyone else.
-Okay, well,
-I think it's cute.
-Look how cute.
-I don't--
-Hey,
hey, you,
you told your mom
that you were going
to the movies.
-So?
-Who is that lady?
-Like, I don't know.
-So your mom trusts you.
Okay, whatever.
Look, the risk of sounding
like some afterschool special,
just be nice to your mom, okay?
Don't take her for granted.
Did my mom put you up to this?
God, she's so embarrassing.
No, I, I don't know your mom.
Dude, let's go.
Wait.
I'm from the future,
and I've come to warn you.
Uh, my mom told me
not to talk to strangers.
That's good advice.
Okay.
I just picked out a jar
for my mom's ashes...
...and they made me sign
this paperwork
that said probably
not all of her
will get cremated
and that I just give them
my permission
to throw away parts of her.
Gross.
I would do anything to have
my mom embarrass me now.
You know, I actually
do wanna go to the movie.
Defense.
Let's do it.
You gotta get, get, get--
To it, yeah, whoo.
Way to go, Amy.
Oh, yes.
Mom, I really miss you.
I really wish it felt
like you were here with me,
but I don't feel anything.
Mom, if you're here,
give me a sign.
You know,
that's really fucked up, Mom.
You said that you'd go
everywhere with me
like the book,
which you know really isn't
as cute as you think it is.
It's called haunting.
But I got your urn
like you asked.
So you're free to watch me.
But I gotta be honest,
I don't think it's gonna work.
Mom.
Babe.
What are you doing
here in the dark?
Oh, Cody, you scared me.
Oh.
Hey, Ames.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
It's okay.
It's okay.
I'm really sorry
I didn't get to meet your mom.
Yeah.
'Cause I hear
she was a big fan.
Maybe I can get to know her
from being here.
Aw.
I'm, I'm really glad you came.
I never would've forgiven you
if you hadn't come.
Cody did something right.
Mm-hmm.
I'm really sorry
about the coke.
That was a dumb move.
I just had a bad day, you know?
I mean, not that
that's any excuse,
or, fuck, like,
should I even be talking
about bad days to you?
I'm sorry.
So the, uh,
you're an NSYNC girl?
Those are
Backstreet Boys.
-So you like Backstreet Boys?
-Yeah.
-Okay.
-Yeah, and Nick Carter
was way more dreamy
than Justin.
-Well, that says a lot.
-Yeah.
That I have bad taste in men.
Cute.
Cute.
You okay?
Yeah, will you hold me?
Love to.
I'm hungry.
- I need you to come
get me at 8:00, okay?
-I'm sorry, Becca.
I didn't realize
I'd have so much to do here,
but, um--
What do you mean you can't?
Cody can pick you up.
- I don't even know him.
- You know what?
I have a friend coming up
for the service
from San Francisco.
I'm sure
she'd be happy to pick--
You said you were gonna
pick me up, Amy.
-Whoa.
-I'm paying for a ticket
-to come and support you.
-I'm sorry Becca,
-but I can't.
-And the least you can do
is come and fucking get me.
I need to be here,
you know, and if you
don't understand that,
then, you know,
probably shouldn't come.
I gotta go.
Who was that?
My friend Becca.
Doesn't sound
like a good friend.
Where'd you meet?
A figure-drawing class.
I thought that I was just
offering her my couch
while she was in town,
but she acts
like we're best friends.
I think I might
actually be hers.
-Hmm.
-So am I picking someone up?
She's acting
like she's doing me a big favor
coming from Canada,
but I really don't even want
her here.
-Canada, wow, that's far.
-It's Vancouver.
It's
a two-and-a-half-hour flight.
It takes twice as long
just to get her
from that airport.
What's shaking, bacon?
Oh, it's Jareth.
-Oh.
-Hey, man.
Hey, Code, wanna see
my cannonball?
-Okay.
-Come on.
Your dad is gonna come by
and help you sort, right?
We haven't been talking,
and we kinda got in a fight.
Ooh, I found
this vintage skirt suit.
I can see her in that.
You want it?
Oh, I need a job
to wear it to.
Don't you have a job
at the ashram?
Well, yeah, I do,
but I can wear
yoga clothes to work.
-Uh-huh.
-It's awesome.
Oh.
He's not bringing
Dorothy, is he?
We'll see.
-Oh, my God.
-What?
A Post-it.
"To my Amy,
whether you want it or not,
you'll like it someday,
all my love, Mom."
It's her mustard seed necklace.
She loved that.
Hey,
I'm getting pretty hungry.
-Can we get something to eat?
-Yeah, okay,
um, I'll,
I'll jump in the shower.
Hold it.
Anything that has
a Post-it on it
that says Maria,
disregard.
This is not
Claire's handwriting.
How's it going?
Fine.
Do you think you want
any of her pajama pants?
Probably not.
Do you mind if I take these?
If you want them,
I can pick another pair.
You want
those ratty old pants?
I don't know.
I just feel
like wearing them right now.
They make me feel close to her.
Sure, go for it.
Thanks.
Do you mind if I use
some of your mascara?
Okay.
Where are you and Cody
going to eat?
Oh, you mean 'cause there's
so many options?
-Whoa.
-Whoa.
Okay, mister,
that's five pounds of beef,
20 pieces of bacon,
20 slices of cheese,
and 1.5 pounds of fries.
If you finish
Bruno's Butt Guster
in under an hour,
it's free,
and you get your picture
on the Wall of Fame.
Yeah, I'm getting that.
I'm getting my picture
in the Wall of Fame.
-On your mark.
-Okay. Uh,
I can't believe
we're doing this.
-You are.
-Get set.
Now, wait, can I get
refills on water?
Whatever you want,
just clean your plate
in under an hour.
Go.
Okay.
Well, all my childhood friends
are either flying in
or driving up
for the service.
That's awesome.
Been looking forward
to meeting them.
I can see why they left.
Yeah.
-Holy smokes.
-Oh, no, please.
-Please, please,
please, please.
-They coming over?
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
Hi, hi, oh, my God,
I love "Vampire Creek."
Oh.
What are you doing
in this town?
Trying to leave
my mark in Willits.
Wow.
You, you wanna help?
-Wanna eat some fries?
-Yeah.
Hey, any helping
is qualification
-for disqualification.
-Oh, that sucks.
Oh, well.
I love sharing.
Hey,
leave that guy alone, Shawna.
Oh, come on.
Let me have some fun.
Hi, hun.
Let me have some fun, hi, hun.
That, that rhymes.
You are hella funny.
-I cannot believe...
-Shawna...
-...you're here.
-...just leave him alone.
-I am so, so sorry.
-I love you.
You're so cute.
Maybe we can have dinner
with my dad tonight.
I don't think
I'm gonna be hungry.
Are we good tomorrow?
Please.
Well, you know, I have
to finish notifying everyone,
and inviting them,
and all that.
So, mind if I just go home?
No, I mean,
I'm kind of obligated here.
Yeah, okay, well, I'll just
see you at the house then.
Um, uh, wait, you okay?
Yeah, just tired.
Bye, bright eyes.
- Hi, Uncle Bob.
- Hey, Amy.
Um.
Thanks for calling me back.
Oh, you betcha.
The reason why I was calling
was to let you know
that my mom died.
How?
Pneumonia.
Oh, God, no, how could...
-Uh--
-...that's, how, she was...
-There's gonna be a service.
-...too young.
Never realized
it was coming so fast.
Can I just text you the info?
Yeah, send it to me.
-Go ahead.
-Uh, talk soon.
- Okay.
- Bye.
Hello,
you've reached the voicemail
for Dr. Harry Murphy.
Leave me a message,
and I'll get back to you
as soon as I can.
Hi, Dad, just checking in.
Give me a call
when you get this.
Love you, bye.
Amy? Amy Murphy.
Jesse, hi.
How's life in the big city?
Great, everything's great.
Sorry about your mom.
Nice seeing you, Jesse,
I, I gotta go.
-Bye, bye, Jareth.
-No, don't, no.
Let's go to our place.
Let's go.
Hey, talk to me. Did I get it?
They loved your take,
but they heard about the DUI,
and they're worried
about liability,
so it's a pass.
How'd they hear about my DUI?
TMZ, um, but it,
it's also slow right now.
-So--
-Dammit, fuck TMZ.
Slow right now.
It's always fucking slow.
Um, can I get a
shot of tequila?
You gotta go across the street
to Divers for the hard stuff.
Right, okay.
I'm not quitting.
'Kay? This, I'm coming back.
I want that picture
on my wall.
I'm gonna get my picture
on that fucking wall.
Yes, oh.
I would get so mad
if she didn't have
these because I would eat them.
I would get so disappointed
if she didn't.
She couldn't win.
She loved stocking
our favorite treats.
Oh, my God, I wonder
if there's a Dr. Pepper.
I can't remember the last time
I had a... Yes.
Oh, want me to go put it
in the fridge first,
-get it cold?
-Right, good call.
Hello?
Amy, I'm here.
Hi.
Becca, you're here.
Well, are,
are you gonna let me in, or?
Oh.
Uh, I--
Oh.
I--I didn't think
you were coming.
Well, obviously, I did.
Yeah, obviously.
Oh, who's this?
Oh, uh, Darmah,
Becca, Becca, Darmah.
Oh, my God, I'm kidding.
I know who you are.
Oh, it's so good to see you.
I've heard a lot about you.
And, um,
where's the famous Cody?
Uh, he's doing
an eating challenge.
How was your flight?
Uh, can I get you
some water, something to eat,
-milk and cookies?
-You sound like Mom.
Uh, water would be great.
Uh, with lemon.
And, um, Amy, my bag.
Wow, Willets really is out
in the middle of nowhere.
-How'd you get here?
-I rented a car.
Becca, you didn't
have to do that.
I could have arranged a ride.
No, but Amy,
I wouldn't know them.
Besides, I think it's,
I think it's pretty shitty
that you said you'd come get me
and then backed out
at the last minute.
I mean,
I had just booked tickets.
Right, but you booked them
without talking to me.
It's fine.
I decided to forgive you
and to come support you
because I'm a good friend.
-Becca.
-It's fine.
Just pay me for the rental,
and we'll be even.
-What?
-Well,
I really don't think
I should have to pay for it
since you said
that you would come pick me up.
Becca, I, I'm tired.
Let's talk about this later.
Um, come on.
I'll make you
a bed on the couch.
Wait, really?
You're just gonna go to bed?
Wow.
I really thought
you'd be happy to see me.
I just flew
all the way from Canada
and then drove just as far,
and you're just
gonna go to bed?
I shouldn't have come.
It's, it's nice that you came.
I just, I need to go to bed
and work on the obituary.
But you are welcome
to sleep on the couch
or go to a hotel.
Oh, no, obituaries are easy.
That'll take, like,
two minutes.
- Oh, my.
- Why'd you let me eat all that?
I gotta call my parole officer.
Classy.
-Hey.
-Oh, hey, man.
What's up, Raj?
You know, I think I,
I overdid it.
Yeah, it looks
like you really did.
Wait a minute.
Who the fuck are you?
Cody, this is my friend Becca.
-She just got here from--
-Canada.
Wow, I, uh, can't think
of a Canadian joke right now
'cause I'm too full.
Can't think 'cause you're full
or can't think
'cause you're, like--
Becca, come on,
let me make you that bed.
Raj, you ever watch,
uh, "Man v. Food"?
No, what's that?
It's a show, uh, you know,
I, I versed food,
and, well, food won.
Mm, you're still
my hero, buddy.
The challenge
ended a while ago.
I, uh, I had
to take some breaks.
I went across to Divers,
and then I went to,
uh, Rusty's.
You went to Rusty's place?
Yeah, you know,
take breaks, breathers,
To put it down.
I texted you.
I was just checking out
the town bars, all two of 'em.
Three, you should've
gone to the pub.
And no kidding,
I don't think anyone
at Rusty's had any teeth.
I couldn't get the food down.
I had to go
across the street to Divers
and took some shots to--
I get it, you know,
soaks up the food,
condense it to make room.
Exactly, he gets it.
I do.
I'm going to bed, goodnight.
Party pooper.
Who wants a drink?
Me.
I think you're good, babe.
I'll take one.
All right, Canada.
Sorry, I'm sure
it's impossible to sleep
in there with this noise.
Oh, no,
I wasn't ready for bed.
I was kind of expecting
a welcome party.
Well, how do you say
welcome in Canadian?
- "Welcome, eh."
- That, that works.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Hey, uh, Cody,
can I bum one of your smokes?
-Course.
-Thanks.
I haven't had one in so long.
Oh, thank you.
Hey, do you think
I could get a picture with you?
My sister was the biggest fan,
so I have to get
one with you, okay?
Sure.
Oh, my God,
your biceps are huge.
-Oh, yeah.
-Let me check yours.
Okay.
Hmm, you're a little pistol.
-I know, right?
-Mm-hmm.
No, no, I can't do that to Amy.
No, my God.
I was just testing you.
I can't either.
Course, you were.
-We're good.
-We're good.
Um,
I'm gonna go in.
Maybe I'll, uh, see you later.
-See ya later.
-Mm-hmm.
I don't wanna do this anymore.
It's a lot.
And what is Becca
even doing here?
And where the fuck is my dad?
Man's gotta work.
Why not come over after work
and help me pack
or just come over
and have a pizza?
You got me,
and dreadlock rock star,
and Lynn, and Darmah.
I know.
I just really want him here.
I mean, I get
that they haven't been married
in a really long time.
Just like she didn't mean
anything to him.
I mean, we were a family unit
at one point,
and I just,
I just wanna grieve her
with him.
I'm sorry.
Wanna paint?
I can't paint. I don't know
if I'll ever paint again.
All right,
you wanna do a shot?
It's not even noon.
-So?
-So I don't think
I can drink and take Xanax.
Sure you can.
Your mom just died.
You can do
whatever the fuck you want.
Okay, well, I don't want to.
'Kay.
I'm sorry. I'm just stressed.
How about I get
old dreadlock rock star
and Canada outta your hair
for a little while?
-Okay, Raji.
-Yeah.
Take a walk with me?
I gotta get down
to the store
and pick up pack of smokes.
-You wanna go?
-Sure.
Great, but you know
you shouldn't smoke, right?
That's what I hear.
Tell me about it on the way.
You okay?
Yeah, everything annoys me.
-Makes sense.
-Like, his drinking
got really out of hand
after he got his DUI,
and I made him promise
that he wouldn't drink
around me anymore.
But I can't ask that
of him here.
He'd go out of his mind.
I think that's why
he drinks so much.
It's like he doesn't know
what to do with himself
when he's not working.
I don't know how to help him.
I don't, I don't know
what he needs.
What do you need?
- Abort, abort.
- Ee, ee, mission abort.
-Mission abort.
-I can't find my wallet.
They're closing in on us.
-And mission abort.
-Cody, no.
We have you in...
Rajiv, Rajiv, the pool,
it's not, don't you dare,
don't you dare.
What, what's going on?
You didn't tell me
that you were having
a swim party.
Hey, Becca, how was your run?
It was fine.
Oh, God, what now?
Who's that?
I'm gonna chill here.
Hey, babe,
can you get me a beer, too?
And make sure to bless it.
I'll take one as well.
Maria.
Lynn told me
you were packing up everything.
How could you?
She just died.
Would you like to sit?
Do you want something to drink?
Uh, I might take
a little Diet Cola.
Having a pool party, huh?
Thank you.
It's just so disrespectful.
Packing, I mean, she just died.
What would be
the point in waiting?
To honor her memory.
Well, I'm remembering her
as I'm packing.
I don't think
that she would like
to see Darmah and Lynn
going through her things
-and taking them like...
-No one's taking anything
-I haven't given them.
-...greedy little vultures.
What's with a vase?
I gave it to your mom
30 years ago,
and so I'm taking it.
No, that's actually
one of the few things
I'm taking with me to LA.
But if you wanna go
through the boxes
and take a memento,
you're more than welcome to.
I don't want to pick over
scraps like a beggar.
Lynn said you might rent it.
How could you?
You're so cold.
What the hell was that?
Am I cold?
What? No.
Baby, come here.
I think your mom just gave us
a gift from heaven.
If she were an addict,
she wouldn't have so many pills
lying around, right?
Yeah, addicts
don't lose their pills.
It's fine, Amy.
Stop talking to yourself.
What?
Oh, man, I lost again?
It's okay, babe.
I tell ya,
he ain't nothing
but a little baby.
This game is so hard.
You, you have to pay attention
to so many things.
I found my mom's stash.
-Of weed?
-No, she told them
that she hid
a bunch of Vicodins
somewhere and forgot where.
But I had no idea
it was so much.
Why do you think she hid it?
I don't know.
Maybe she was embarrassed.
I think she was just
over-prescribed
and, you know,
held onto it just in case.
Just in case of what?
I don't know.
I mean, she had
a whole closet
full of different sized
boxes just in case
and a drawer
full of paper towel rolls
and popsicle sticks.
So she's probably not
gonna throw away Vicodin.
Well, maybe she was stocking up
to off herself.
No, I don't think so.
Ah, well, who wants Vicodin?
No, Cody, I don't, no,
you've been drinking.
So? It's better that way.
So I don't wanna deal with you
when you're drunk
and on Vicodin.
You don't want to deal with me?
That's messed up, eh?
-Is it?
-Yeah.
So you're gonna take that
right now?
-Hello.
-I'm calling
-about the dog.
-I don't give a fuck either.
-Can you tell me about him?
-He's a great dog.
It's just that his owner
just died, so--
Oh,
can I meet him tomorrow?
Oh, um,
yeah, tomorrow would be great.
Can't do this, Fritz.
I can't feel my hands.
Darmah, Darmah, Darmah.
Darmah, Darmah.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, you had a panic attack.
You feel better now?
I can't do it, Lynn.
I mean, the pressure
to encompass her whole life
and essence,
to do her justice,
it's, it's just too much.
I mean, what happens
if she doesn't have
an obituary?
I mean, it's not gonna
make her any less dead.
No, it won't.
It's okay.
You don't have to do it.
I understand.
I don't want her
write it either.
If you want
and you're comfortable,
why don't we get Mark to do it?
He can write a draft,
and then you can make
all the edits you want to
just to get it done.
I really feel like I should be
the one to do it, though,
not her best friend's husband.
It's my job, and I'm failing.
Oh, no, no you're not.
It's due in a couple of hours.
Let's let Mark worry about it.
Do you know yet if your dad
is bringing Dorothy?
No.
You feeling better?
As a nurse,
any chance you could dispose
of a shit ton of Vicodin
for me?
Oh.
- I found it.
- Okay.
Where'd you find it?
In a vase.
Oh, your mother.
-They're gone.
-What?
Cody, Cody.
What'd I do?
Have you seen
the bag of pills?
No.
What'd you do with them?
In my bag,
and now they're gone.
-Did you check the pockets?
-Did you take them?
-No.
-Just give them back.
I, I won't get mad.
I swear on your mother's
grave, babe.
Fucking Becca.
Oh, my God, Amy,
you were so cute.
I am obsessed
with your hat collection.
It's totally "Blossom."
Did you take the Vicodin?
Are you kidding?
It's missing.
Yeah, probably
'cause your drug addict
boyfriend took it.
-Excuse me.
-Excuse me.
I just flew all the way
-from Canada.
-Canada, whoopty-do.
And you're gonna accuse me
of stealing
your drug addict
mom's pills
when you have
a druggie boyfriend who--
-Shut up. You don't know...
-Okay.
-...what you're talking about.
-No, no, come on.
-I don't appreciate you--
-Come on.
yelling at me like that.
And honestly,
you've had no time for me,
which is, like, so rude.
You're a really selfish friend.
-What?
-Come on, come on.
-There you go.
-These people.
Okay, come on, come on.
Sit down, sit down right here.
Relax.
She says that I'm selfish
'cause I have no time for her?
I'll get you some tea.
Or maybe an exorcist.
Shit, exercise this,
you bitch.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Hey, hey, hey, give them to me.
Hey, hey.
Oh, oh, my God.
No, no.
No, no, that's not gonna work.
Okay, okay, good, come on.
Let's go, Mike Tyson.
I was just being
a good friend.
Oh, my.
I didn't think
you had that in ya.
Yeah, me either.
It felt really good, though.
You really think
she took the pills?
I don't know. I mean,
I know she needs money.
She owes me 300 bucks.
Doesn't mean she would steal.
Fact that she's off
her rocker might.
Her dad died.
I mean, you think
she'd be more empathetic.
Maybe that's why she's not.
People get weird around death.
Yeah, I'm getting that.
You want me to get it?
I got it.
I'm worried about her.
"Claire Murphy
passed away on June 25th.
Claire was known
for her vibrant personality...
generosity, and caring ways.
She was preceded in death
by her mother,
Maryanne Wallace,
and is survived by her father,
Stanley Moretti,
and her daughters
Amy Murphy and Darmah Langton,"
and, and the rest just,
just talks
about the celebration of life.
Now I know it's short,
but is there, is there
anything you'd like to change?
Is there anything
you'd like to add?
Thanks for doing that, Mark.
Are you sure?
Nothing you wanna change?
It's fine, thank you.
Doesn't matter.
Okay.
Well, we have to get it
to the "Willits Weekly"
in an hour.
Thanks, Mark, excuse me.
Hey.
Hey, Aim, it's,
uh, it's after noon.
You wanna wake up?
Gary's been calling.
You should probably
call him back.
Hey, you gotta eat something.
Tomorrow's a big day.
Oh, you guys,
thank you so much
for being here.
It really means so much.
-Of course.
-Wouldn't miss it.
-Guys, this is Cody.
-The famous Jareth.
Hello.
-Howdy.
-Uh, where do you want us
to put the food?
Oh, um, anywhere
on these tables is great.
Where's my dad?
Wait,
he's not bringing her, is he?
We'll see. Hope not.
How are things
going with Jareth?
Your mom would totally get
a kick out of him
-being here.
-I know. She really would.
You know, it's,
it's kinda stupid,
but I kinda feel
like she knows him.
I mean, she knows
his work at least.
And anybody I ever date
after this will never know
-her at all.
-The obituary said
that Darmah was a daughter.
Claire is rolling over
in her grave right now.
Oh, no, she's not.
-She's cremated.
-Oh.
-Oh, there's your dad.
-Oh.
Oh, hi, Dad, thank you.
Can we talk?
Sure, I, I can't imagine
what you've been going through.
Yeah, it's kinda hard
to even explain.
You know how even
when you're not thinking of me,
you're aware
that you're my dad, right?
It's like a part of your DNA?
Oh, sure.
I feel like my whole identity
has been ripped away,
like my whole world
just shattered.
Did you really want
this hippie shit?
Hi, Grandpa.
-Mm.
-Hello, Stanley.
Harry, how's business?
Amy, the flowers
you ordered arrived,
and I put them up front.
I'm just dying for you...
-Oh, great.
-...to see
if they're all right.
-Yeah, I'll see you later.
-Come take,
-come take a look.
-I'll talk you later, sweetie.
-Oh, yes.
-Oh.
- How beautiful.
- Yippee.
-Thank you so much.
-You're so welcome.
You're so welcome.
I'm gonna to go inside now.
Okay.
Look, this is a clusterfuck.
Hey, um, I'm running
right across the street,
Rusty's real quick, okay?
Cody, if you don't wait
an hour, I swear to God.
Amy, I know someone
who you should rent
your house to.
She's a school teacher
with a baby.
I told her about your house,
and she's ready to move in.
Here's her number.
Well, there's that.
Beautiful, so touching.
This is my nephew.
He never met Claire,
but he's just so talented.
Oh, excuse me, Amy.
Oh, okay.
Hello, everybody,
thank you so much for coming.
I'm Gretchen.
Claire and I
were longtime friends,
and I'm her only
daughter's godmother.
Our families had
so many fun memories together.
She will be greatly missed.
And now I'd like to open
the floor to anyone
who would like to speak.
Not you, Amy, just sit down.
She was always so welcoming,
so warm and generous.
Claire, in her way
of making you feel...
...loved and taken care of.
She was talented, too.
She was in all
of the school plays,
and she, she wrote
"Claire's Corner," um,
for the school paper
where she wrote reviews.
I just thought
the world of her.
And, um, even though
we didn't see each other much,
I'll miss her.
She loved you so much, Aim.
God, she loved you.
You were her world.
There is so much that I regret.
She was so strong, fiercely so.
You get that from her,
sweetheart.
Don't ever forget that.
What can I say?
I would, uh, trade places
with her if I could.
Let's eat.
No, not yet, Grandpa.
Amy, Amy.
You don't have to say anything.
It's okay.
I don't know where I'd be
if it wasn't for Claire.
That's for sure.
I hope she knew how strong
and amazing she was.
And now I'd like to perform
this dance in her honor.
Hey, hey.
Thank you all
for your beautiful stories
and words.
My mom was all the things
that you all said,
generous, fun-loving, kind,
beautiful, and strong.
And she was
a wonderful friend, coworker,
community member...
and daughter.
And I get that she meant
a lot to all of you
and that you all have opinions
about everything, really,
down to what I should
or should not do
with her house and her things,
even who I should be
surrounding myself with.
But you know what?
That's really unfair,
especially because none of you
besides Darmah, and Lynn,
and Mark stepped up to help.
And you know what else?
It's also really
none of your fucking business.
-What?
-What?
Uh, Darcy, Katie,
Caroline, Rose,
you guys
are not included in that
because you're all so far away.
But to just about all the rest
of you, I just wanna say,
close your ears, Grandpa,
fuck you.
Oh, no.
-Mm.
-Oh.
Yeah, she was my mom, my mom
despite what the obituary
might say, but thank you.
Thank you again, Mark,
for what you did.
And even though Darmah
was not my mom's daughter,
it doesn't mean
that she didn't mean
a hell of a lot to her.
And she means a lot to me.
She is a part of my family.
So I would really appreciate it
if all of you
just kept your little
small-town pie holes
shut about her.
Yeah, God,
that is why I hate
this town so much.
It's how much you all gossip.
You know, I found out
about my parents' divorce
from a kid at school.
Yeah, so thanks for that.
All of you made
what my mom and I went through
so much worse
with your gossiping.
You wanna cry now,
but if you could have seen
-how much you all hurt her--
-Amy, stop.
Really? Really?
So that's nice.
Well, I'm not done,
and all of you are going
to fucking listen to me.
Yeah.
It seems like every day
there's a new one of you
telling me how to grieve,
judging me
for how I'm grieving.
You should be
ashamed of yourself,
trying to shut me up.
I was just trying
to protect you.
From what? From feeling?
But I'm allowed to be a mess.
I'd be a fucking psycho
if I wasn't.
I didn't get to say goodbye.
And we argued all the time.
Saying that out loud,
I guess I really need
to forgive myself for that
and her.
If you all wanna help,
please just say that.
Thank you all for coming.
It really is an
incredible turnout.
And you're welcome
because now you have
my meltdown to gossip about.
And in true Claire fashion,
there are drinks
and refreshments over there.
Please help yourself and enjoy.
Thank you.
Hey, hey, it's okay, hun.
It's okay.
I'm proud of you, and I'm,
I'm sorry I wasn't there.
I, I, I think I was avoiding
how sad it would be
to be in her empty house.
And I thought you had support.
You had all these
people around you,
and you didn't need me.
I'll always need you.
You're my dad.
I'm so sorry.
I should have told you
what I needed.
I wanna grieve her with you.
But I understand that
your grief is different,
and that might be something
that I also need to grieve.
Well, I miss her, too.
You do?
That's all I wanted to hear.
I am so proud of you,
and I know she would be, too.
I could never be
as courageous, honest,
and vulnerable as you.
You are your mother's daughter.
Hey, Gary, sorry
I haven't called you back.
- How was the show?
- Well, I have good news,
and I have bad news.
The good news is
that it was such a success
I'm signed up to do
another one.
I hope you'll help.
Congratulations,
of course, I will help.
- What's the bad news?
- Well,
I sent Tweedledee
to feed your cat.
Is Bowie okay?
Who?
Uh, oh, the cat's fine.
But there was
an eviction notice
on your door.
I've been trying to call you.
I'm so sorry, Amy.
Wake up.
-What?
-You didn't mail
my rent check, did you?
Yes, I did.
Okay, I forgot.
Cody. You know
my landlord's been looking
for an excuse
to try to get me out
and jack up the rent.
You don't think
about anyone but yourself.
I'm gonna have to live
in Willits, my worst nightmare,
and after everything I said.
No, you won't.
You can live with me.
I've never even thought
about that.
Nah, it'd be great.
I can cook for you.
It'll be great.
Move in with me, Aim.
-Oh.
-Uh, I don't know.
Uh, maybe just
until I find a place.
What are you doing.
Uh, what--
- I--
- What's happening?
Will you marry me?
You're crazy. Get up.
This is not funny.
Marry me.
You make me
wanna be a better man.
If you marry me,
I'll get sober,
clean and sober
and stay clean and sober.
I promise.
You can help me.
I can't do it without you.
Cody, that's a lot
to put on me.
Well, you don't have
to say yes now.
Just move in with me.
Come on. It'll be great.
I mean, what are you gonna do,
live here in Willits?
No, I don't know.
I, I could sell this house
and use the money...
-I don't think people are--
-...to open up a gallery or--
Well, I don't think
people are lining up
to move to Willits.
Well, I can stay here
and just paint until it sells.
-You'd be miserable.
-Well, I don't know.
You might be right.
It might take me a long time
to sell this house,
and I might hate it,
but that is time
that I can grieve
and repair
some important relationships.
I'm not moving in
with you, Cody,
and I don't wanna marry you.
I think you should go home.
Well, I hope you go to rehab,
but wherever you go,
I'm not gonna be a part of it.
Amy, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
Come on.
Amy, I need you.
Cody. It's over.
You say that now.
No, I'm done.
I want you to leave.
Okay, how?
There's no fucking Ubers.
Take a bus.
A bus.
Yeah, you can figure it out.
Like, so you're
actually just throwing me out?
Fine.
You love me.
But I love myself more.
Wow, so he's gone.
Yep.
Love and light.
Are you happy?
I think I am.
I was beginning to think
I'd never be happy again.
It feels kinda weird
to be happy without her here,
but you know,
it's what she'd want.
Absolutely.
Did I hear that you're gonna
be staying here?
Do you want a roommate?
Wow, sisters living
together again.
I bet your mom
would be so proud, babe.
I forgot to tell you.
Your piece sold,
congratulations.
The gallery wants to see more.