Marked Men (2025) Movie Script

1
-Yeah?
-But it hurts.
All right. We got a couple
more sessions. You're good.
Hey, Sarge, get her going.
So, uh, what do you think?
-So fucking cool.
-You know what I think, dude.
-I didn't expect anything less.
-Oh, you sick fuck.
What is this?
-Come on, it's not ready yet.
-"Hooray for me and fuck you"?
Jesus Christ. What are you
doing with this thing?
What do you mean
what am I doing with it?
Humpty gonna go on me.
Mm, okay, you're gonna
put it on yourself?
No, you're gonna do it.
Call me if you get bored.
-Yeah
-I'll call you.
-I have a number, too.
-Get home safe.
Un-fucking-believable, dude.
Enough, listen,
we're going to the Emerald,
we're grabbing drinks.
-Fuck yeah!
-And we're all in, all right?
-You're in?
-I'm going, yeah.
Whoo!
Hey, hey, shots right here.
Right now. Let's go.
-Oh!
-There we go.
- Fucked up or fucked?
- Move the fuck on!
I prefer both.
Oh, hello. Hey, hey.
Who's got my fucking whiskey?
Whoa, easy. Hey ladies.
- Yeah. Whoo!
- Cheers, guys.
To getting fucking naked.
Hey, hey, stop.
Okay! Whoo!
You're Rule, right?
That tattoo guy
everyone talks about.
Jordynn
Jordynn?
-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you.
So your friends,
they do tats too?
Yeah, that's Lollipop.
She does photorealism
and portraits.
And that's Nash.
He's my roommate
and does geometrics.
And the kid?
Uh, Jasper.
He does traditional Japanese.
And that's Cora.
She does watercolors.
You know, I was thinking
about getting a tattoo.
Were you?
Maybe a butterfly
or something small and cute.
Like a little heart
or something here.
Or a music note
'cause I love music.
I mean, I could come by
the shop and just hang out,
look through one of those
little booklets or something.
We don't do flash.
We don't do flash art.
We don't do cover-ups.
We don't do repeats.
-Okay, Picasso.
-Let me give you some advice.
There are four reasons and four
reasons only to get a tattoo.
One, to honor someone
or something.
Two, because it's fucking funny.
Three, because it says
something about yourself
you couldn't express
in any other way.
And four, because you
just really fucking dig it.
All right?
Not because it's cute
or fucking sexy,
or you want a butterfly.
All right? It's art.
It fucking matters.
Fuck you. You're an asshole.
-You know that?
-That's the general consensus.
Cheers!
Hey, Rule,
Got a girlfriend?
Good morning.
You were so amazing
last night, mm-hmm.
So hot.
Oops, is this still on?
You know what that means.
Yeah, you're a little bitch.
No.
-Oh.
-Oh.
Hello!
There he is. Whoo! Oh, Jesus.
-Sorry, am I
interrupting something?
-Oh, my God!
I thought you were single,
you fucking dick.
I am single.
She's just a friend.
-What do you want, Shaw?
-Sunday, remember?
I've got coffee in the car.
But you're not wrong.
-He so is a dick.
-I'm not going.
Yes, you are.
Rome came in last night.
No, he didn't.
He would have texted me.
Well, I don't know
what to tell you.
Are you two fuckers really just
gonna stand there
-and talk while
he's butt ass naked?
-It's no big deal.
She's friends with
my twin brother.
Nothing you haven't
seen before, right?
Not exactly. The piercing
is a nice touch, though.
Okay, you know what?
Get out, get out.
-Go. I'm coming. I'm coming.
-All righty, five minutes.
Five. Nice meeting
everyone, though.
-Yeah. See ya!
-Your family's waiting.
Um, hey, I-- I gotta go,
so if you want to leave your
number or something, then...
Excuse me?
Are you fucking
serious right now?
You got to go?
-Yeah.
-Oh, okay. Cool.
No, I don't know,
thank you for last night.
You were fucking awesome.
Or maybe we get lunch.
That would be nice.
-I'm sorry, all right?
-Or a cup of coffee!
Sundays aren't really
my fucking thing.
What is your name again?
Suck my dick.
Hey, you piece of shit!
We should probably go.
Come back here, you little
bitch! Fucking asshole.
Fuck you,
you fucking cocksucker.
I faked it anyway.
Fucking asshole!
-Charming.
-Yeah. Another satisfied
customer.
Dude, it's cold
as balls in here.
-Don't you have heat?
-It's on.
-It doesn't feel like it's on.
-Well, it's on.
-Why do you even
drive this hunk of shit?
-Why do you care?
Because Mama Landon has
all the money in the world
and she'll buy you
whatever the fuck you want.
Yeah, well like I've mentioned
to you a hundred times,
I don't need her money.
And I happen to really
like my car.
Okay, all right.
I'm gonna catch a couple
of winks.
All right? Long night!
It's gonna be a long day.
All right. Wake up, Romeo.
Time to go
And do me a favor,
try to be nice for once.
It was a long ass drive here.
-Bearable!
-Casper!
Oh!
Look at you.
What's the good word?
What's the deal?
Classes are crazy, two jobs now.
And there's number three
if you count driving
that one around.
-I know.
I'm gonna go help. Okay?
-All right!
-What's up, good looking?
-Hey, baby.
-Come here.
-No, not the--
Come on.
You're hurting my hand, Rule.
You're hurting--
you're hurting my hand.
Oh, fuck you.
Nice jacket.
That's fair. One second.
I'm seeing, like, fucking
six of you now. Jesus.
I thought you
stopped drinking, man.
What happened?
I thought you're going to
California with Chrissy?
Yeah, yeah, we-- I--
I just wanted to come home first
and figure some things out.
You think maybe just once
you could show up and not look
like an unmade bed?
-Hey, Dad.
-A little respect for
the family would be nice.
Hey! He looks fine.
He looks fine. Come on.
Yep. Yep. Dinnertime.
-Hey, hey guys. Family dinner.
-Can you just stop?
- Can you just stop?
- Hi.
Everyone, sit down.
Food's almost ready.
Then we can eat.
Okay, let's say grace.
-Bless us, O Lord for thy--
-I'll do it, honey.
Bless us, O Lord,
these gifts we
are receiving today
through the Lord of our Christ.
Christ our Lord.
Christ.
Christ our Lord.
-Amen.
-Amen.
-Thank you, Mom.
-Mmm.
Bon appetit.
Remy was such a good friend,
wasn't he, Shaw?
Yes, ma'am.
He was so funny.
He told so many jokes.
He just made everybody
so comfortable in any room.
How long has it been
since the accident?
Three years, Em.
Three years?
Yep.
He was valedictorian
of his class, you know.
Fuck. Mom.
- It's okay.
- Oh, Jesus.
-I'm sorry.
-Fucking Christ!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
How many times are
we going to do this, huh?
I mean, how many fucking
wakes can one family have?
- You guys, I apologize.
- No, no, no.
Mom's so fucking high
she just fell out of her chair.
Are we not going
to talk about it?
Are we just going to pretend
like it didn't fucking happen?
-Leave her alone.
-I'm just wondering, Dad.
What do we do?
What do we fucking do?
What are we going to do?
-Rule, back the fuck off!
-No, what are we gonna do?
She needs help.
-Leave it alone.
-Are we gonna just let it go?
Mom, you wanna fucking drink?
Let's drink. Here. Let's do it.
Don't fucking do this, Rule.
-What are you fucking doing?
-Let's fucking drink.
-Back the fuck off.
-No, I'm just trying
to drink some goddamn
wine with my mom.
- Every time! Every time!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
-You get out!
-Hey! Hey!
-You get out.
You come here every time.
-Hey, hey, enough!
-Enough.
-You get out and you stay out.
Come on, get in.
We don't have to talk.
You're gonna hitchhike
a hundred miles in the snow?
Really?
-You don't got to tell me.
-I wasn't going to say anything.
My parents preferred him,
always did.
They love you. They're just--
They're in pain.
And you got to admit,
you are kind of hard to love.
-Oh, yeah?
-Yeah. I mean, you run away
to make sure
no one comes near you.
-Is that what I do?
-Yeah.
I mean, any time anyone tries to
get close, you change direction.
-Thanks.
-You're welcome.
Yeah, I appreciate that.
I'll keep that in mind.
Good.
Oh, boy. Here we go.
Do you want me stop?
Yeah.
Drove this road
a thousand times.
I was wasted and I...
just had to ask him
to come pick me up.
Stop blaming yourself.
It was an accident.
Hey, thanks for driving.
Of course.
-Service with a smile.
-No, I mean it.
You didn't have to.
And thanks for picking me up.
But you don't got
to come no more.
No?
Nah, I'm done.
Can't do it anymore.
Okay.
So, see you around?
If you don't give me some
fucking ammo right now,
I'm going to fucking
kick your ass.
Hey, how'd it go?
-Shitty. I'm exhausted.
-Oh.
God, I get there and there's
this is girl in his bedroom
literally buck naked.
-Really?
-And then we get
to his mom's house
and he throws another one
of his legendary fits.
Rule? Wow, I never
would have guessed.
Dude, I don't know why
you put up with his shit.
It's not like you like
him or anything, right?
Yeah, what kind of
question is that, Ayden?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Hold on a second.
You totally do.
-No, I don't!
-Oh, my God. Look at your face.
-You so fucking like him.
Yes, you do.
-I don't.
Yes, you do.
Holy fucking shit. How long
has this been going on for?
Am I the only
person who knows?
Does Gabe know?
Nobody knows!
No one knows. Okay?
I mean, I still remember
the first day I saw him.
I was going up the stairs
at his mom's house with Remy.
And I saw him and it was
like one of those dolls
where you press a button
and their legs just collapse.
Dude, you've had it bad.
Oh, my God, baby girl.
What about Gabe?
Oh, we're. Uh, taking a break.
Really? Since when?
Oh, I don't know,
like three weeks ago,
a month maybe.
-Three weeks?
-Mmm.
Holy shit, how is he taking it?
Oof, not good.
You know, he's just--
I mean, he's super nice
and attentive on all the right
things, but just--
he pushes, you know?
And I couldn't do it.
-I couldn't give him
what he wanted.
-No sex?
Well, you know what
I think you should do?
I think you should do exactly
whatever the fuck you want,
not what your mom wants,
not what the Archer's want,
not what Gabe wants,
-but what you want.
-Says you.
I've never seen you with anyone
longer than five minutes.
Yeah, because that's how long
it takes me to hate them.
Jesus, I don't like anybody.
But the second I do
see someone I like
you better know
I'm jumping on that shit.
I know.
Oh, so...
-So?
-All right, let's weigh it up.
Gabe is smart and rich.
Your mom probably loves him.
-Oh, loves. It's insane.
-There you go. Great.
But, Rule.
-Rule, what?
-Rule is...
He's nasty,
but like in a hot,
broody kind of way.
You know what I'm saying?
He's, like, sexy
and unavailable,
but, like, in a nice way.
-And pierced.
-He's pierced?
-Mmm.
-Where is he pierced?
Holy shit, bitch.
Yo, I'm not going to
give any spoilers, but, yo.
Oooh, okay.
Yeah, I get it.
I think you can turn him around.
Yeah, he doesn't
even know I exist.
I mean,
he still calls me Casper,
for Christ sake.
-Casper, the friendly ghost
that can't even scare people.
-Mm-mm.
-Mm-mm.
-Besides, he's got like
a million girls.
Bitch, you are amazing.
Are you kidding me, Casper?
Yo, that shit is fire.
Casper I bet it would look
very sexy in lingerie.
You know,
a little over the shoulder,
like, hey, it's me.
I'm all grown up now. Boo.
You don't-- you don't see that?
Don't you dare
say anything to him.
I'm not gonna say
a fucking word.
-Aye? Aye, look at me.
-Mom.
-Look at me. Look at me.
-Can you come pick me up?
I'm so fucking serious.
Not a word.
You're so mysterious.
-What the fuck is up, playboy?
-Hey, what's up?
What up, lady-killer?
Oh, yeah. Look, who's talking.
-I might just go
home at this point.
-Oh, shut the fuck up.
-You get every single girl.
-I've got shots.
-Oh, Jasper.
-Jasper.
-Yeah, coming through.
-Well done, Pony Boy.
-Rock the Jasper.
-Hold on, hold on.
Hey, this one's on the house.
Ooh!
Casper? Did you get
a fucking job here?
Usually I have Sundays off,
but my schedule opened up.
What are you guys doing?
Chasing girls?
-What's your name?
-They'll tell you.
Jet, this is Shaw.
Shaw, and Rule,
they grew up together.
-Cheers to that.
-Cheers.
I don't care what everybody says
about you, dude.
-You're a good guy.
-Shaw, take a shot with us.
Take a shot.
Take a shot. Take one!
Take one right now.
- Fuck Rule.
- Fuck Rule!
Never mind, Shaw,
these ones are on me.
-Can I talk
to you for a second?
-Mm-mm
Just make it up
to me in tips, yeah?
And we'll be right back.
-What the fuck
has gotten into you, man?
-That is Casper?
The one you complain
about driving with?
Bro, if I was in a car with
her every single weekend.
-Do you want me to--
you want to paint a picture?
-The back way.
-And what would you do?
-Give it to the driver.
Would you fucking stop?
I think I'm asking
for all of us.
Why do you even call her
Casper in the first place?
Remy brought her home.
They were studying together.
-The first time I saw her,
she was coming down the stairs.
-I'm so hard.
She was this tiny little thing,
fucking skinny.
And I said, "Bro, you gotta
give her something to eat.
This girl is fucking pale.
Like a ghost."
-Casper the friendly ghost.
-How sweet.
-I'm here for you,
if you love her.
-Fuck you!
Hey, hey, Casper, wait.
-This place is no good for you.
-Oh, is that right?
-Yeah.
-How do you know what kind of
place is good for me?
-Because you are a good kid.
You should be in school.
-A kid?
You should be studying.
These meatheads are going
to be all over you.
So what if they are?
What do you care?
You come for money.
You don't need any of this.
Well, my mom has money.
I have tips.
Would you just leave me alone?
Look, unless you want
your ass carried out of here
by a very big bouncer,
I'm gonna suggest you move.
She looks hot
when she's angry, man.
I'm gonna get blasted
and then bombed.
Hi!
Hi. I have information for you.
-It's pretty fucking good.
-All right, what is it?
Well, it has to do with our
mutual friend over there.
Doesn't she look hot?
Excuse me, Rule,
are you going to introduce me
to your beautiful friend?
Uh, Ayden, this is my
dumb piece of shit friend.
My dumb piece of shit friend,
this is Ayden.
-Hey, Ayden, I'm Jet.
-Hi.
Nice to meet you.
You need another beer.
-Interesting girl.
-Wait!
-Casper!
-Shut your fucking mouth.
-Casper!
-It's set time.
-Let's go. Come on, Jet.
-There he goes. There he goes.
Rock on, dude.
-Look at you.
-Gabe, what do you want?
Your mom told me
I'd find you here.
I bet she did.
I missed you.
It's good to see you.
Look, I'm working.
I really can't do this
right now.
You said you'd give me
some time.
Okay, I got it.
I just came by to see
if it was too early to talk.
Not yet.
Look, I don't know
what I did wrong,
and it is driving
me crazy, okay?
-Yeah.
-I just like older women, guys.
Hey, I'm just crazy right now.
I have a lot going on.
Okay. Okay.
Hey, Shaw.
-Did you just signal me?
-No.
-I thought I saw you wave.
-Did you?
Yeah. Whoa. Who's this, uh,
Make-A-Wish George Clooney?
Yeah. We're kind of
busy right now, pal.
-Why don't you take off?
-You don't look very busy.
-Just go sit down. Come on.
-Are you still here?
Yup. That's the fucking
problem, man. Always here.
I turn around,
and I'm right back where I was.
-I'm not going
to ask you again, pal.
-Pal?
-Yeah.
-Damn. You can't do that.
See, if you keep
using the same word...
-Yeah?
-...you just sound stupid.
- Don't do that.
-You don't wanna sound stupid, do you?
-Try "friend."
-You're not my fucking friend.
-How about "brother?"
-Nah, fuck you, brother.
Yeah, you like that?
What about "fucking asshole?"
-Yo, who the fuck is this fuck?
-I like that one. Yeah.
Gabe, this is Rule.
Rule, Gabe Davenport.
You're Rule?
Yeah. I knew
I wouldn't like you.
Shaw, didn't you say you
broke up with this doorknob?
-Shaw, you told him we broke up?
-Yeah, she sure did.
-Everyone here knows, bud.
-Everybody?
-She doesn't want
to be with you.
-Yeah?
But the good news is,
consolation bus right out front.
-Oh, yeah?
-Okay, okay, everybody relax.
Everyone relax.
Let me buy you a drink,
you know?
Fuck him up!
Get off me!
Did you like that?
-Take your hands off me.
-Fuck you, bro.
-You ass-fuckers!
-Don't you touch me ever!
-Yeah, fuck off.
-You fucking pussies.
Oh, God, he's fine.
Are you two dating?
-Nope.
-Are you hooking up?
-No.
-Well, then can I get
his number?
I think I might want him
to degrade me later.
Would you just give me a second?
I'm trying to cash out here?
Sorry. I just don't want that
stallion going to waste.
Knowing him, it won't.
I guarantee Shaw
will be sure to let Rule
know that you wanna
smash next time she sees him,
but the more important
thing is what are
we gonna do
next weekend for your birthday?
Another pretentious rich guy
who's pissed off about a girl.
-Yeah, groundbreaking.
-Whoo!
Move, baby. Ah!
Let's go, guys.
Oh, shit!
Yo, Jasper.
Jasper!
What the fuck are you doing?
You like it?
Yeah. That's a two-man job.
All right? I got
rigging gear at the shop.
Get up there next time.
-Fine. But I wanna finish.
-Okay. We will.
Yo, bro.
Earth to Rule. You good?
-Uh, yeah.
-Let's get the fuck
out of here, man.
It's late, bro.
We crushed this shit,
but let's go.
Hello, darling.
Gabe called me.
You really should
patch that up, you know?
You're not getting any younger.
He loves you, Shawberry.
He really does.
And he's a good one.
And what's the worst
that can happen?
Something goes wrong
and you're set for life.
I don't care about that.
Well, you should start.
Be smart, pumpkin.
I've been rich
and I've been poor.
Yeah, I know. Rich is better.
It is. I know you don't want
to be anything like me.
You hate me for the way
I got my money, but let me
tell you something.
All I'm saying is don't be
stupid with your life.
Find someone rich.
And when you do,
turn them upside down
like a Christmas tree
and shake them until all
their balls fall off.
By the way, have you spoken to
your philandering father?
I can't do this right now.
I'll call you later.
Call Gabe.
Happy birthday!
Let's go!
It's not till tomorrow.
I don't give a fucking shit.
Yeah!
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
-We are going
to Club Lo Do, baby.
-Oh? Who is we?
We is all the girls.
It's gonna be fucking sick.
Seriously,
I got us bottle service,
lights, the DJ.
-I don't know about that.
-What?
I'm not really a bar person.
-Plus, I have midterms.
-Midterms?
Midterms that I have
to study for.
Are you fucking
kidding me right now?
Shaw Landon, I will slap the
living fucking shit out of you.
Do you have any idea
how many fucking shifts I had
to pull for this shit?
Dude, you're acting
as if you're turning 50.
Even my fucking
50-year-old mother.
parties harder than you do.
You better get on fucking game.
I don't know.
Really, I just, uh--
No, "Oh, you don't know."
Yeah! Whoo!
-Adding up. Adding up.
-Yo, more shots!
You know what?
I have a feeling that tonight's
going to be your night.
How you supposed to know that?
'Cause look at you.
You're gonna get laid, bitch.
I don't know.
Yo! Somebody bring me
some champagne! Let's go!
I think
it's somebody's birthday!
It's my fucking birthday!
Wait, hold on.
I'm getting a phone call.
I think it's for you.
Hello?
Your ride's here? Oh, shit.
Go forth. Go fucking forth!
I'll be back.
Come on.
You okay?
Jesus Christ.
-Casper, hey.
What's going on?
-Hey.
It's good to see you.
What are you doing here?
You hate these places.
Birthday.
Oh, shit. Look at that.
-Happy birthday, Casper.
-Thanks.
Look, I'm sorry about
how I was at the Emerald.
It's not my place
to throw a monkey wrench
in your relationship.
I really can't tell if
you're being serious right now,
but if you are, thanks.
No, I'm serious.
He's great. I love the dude.
I mean,
Gabe's like my best friend.
-You are so full of shit.
-All right.
Look, hey, I--
I'm gonna get out of here
You, uh, you want me
to walk you home?
No, um, I've gotta stay.
I've got Ayden and everybody,
so...
Okay, cool.
Hey, good seeing you.
Happy birthday.
Oh, hey. Excuse me.
Sorry about that.
Wait! Okay, I'll go.
Just, um, give me a second
to get my stuff, yeah?
Okay.
Ooh.
I just...
-So, remember that
feeling you had?
-What?
The feeling about like maybe
going home tonight?
Well, he kinda wants to take
me home right fucking now.
-Who?
-Who?
Rule? Holy shit.
-Oh, my God.
-I know, but that's like--
it's like code, right?
-Right?
-Yeah. Yes.
-He doesn't just wanna
actually take me home?
-No, no, no, no.
He wants to take you home
and do absolutely unspeakable
things to your body.
Are you ready, though?
Yeah, I think so.
-Wish me luck. I love you.
-Mwah.
I'm gonna
wish you more than luck.
Make good choices.
I love you. Mwah.
You know, I might not
be the only one getting
lucky tonight.
Fuck off.
You know, snowflakes
have six sides.
-Really?
-Uh-huh. Call them arms.
That's weird.
Yeah.
Water molecules are
shaped like V's.
So when they freeze,
they're hexagons.
Wow. You are so smart.
What are you doing?
Why are you laughing like that?
I'm not doing anything.
Well, whatever you are doing,
you should stop
because it's fucking weird.
Having fun?
So much fun. You should try it.
-No. No.
-Yeah. Try it.
-Try it. Try it.
Try it. Try it.
-No. No. I don't want to, Shaw.
Stop. What the fuck is wrong
with you tonight?
-Jesus Christ.
-Oh, you'll find out.
What?
What are you staring at?
Me and Remy used to
do this when we were kids.
Do what?
-That was so good.
-Thank you.
What are you doing?
Don't do it, Snowflake.
-No.
-Have to.
-Hey, Snowflake. Uh-uh.
-Uh. Watch me.
-You ready? Ready?
-No. Stop.
I'm gonna do this,
and I'm gonna kill it.
Casper!
Don't, don't, don't, don't.
Casper. Oh, my God.
You good?
I'm okay. Are you okay?
Yeah. You nitwit.
Come on. Let's go. Snowflake.
All right, I gotta find my keys
and then I'm taking you home.
You know, I've never
been in here before.
No?
I always come up the back.
Nice.
So, this is where
the magic happens, huh?
Yup.
What are these?
-Tattoos.
-Tattoos?
Yours?
Mm-hmm.
Maybe I should get a tattoo.
I was thinking something
maybe, I think, here.
Or maybe something
like right there, you know?
-Maybe you should think about.
-Oh, you're no fun.
Shaw.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
-Seriously, what are you doing?
-What are you doing?
-Stop.
-Stop what?
Okay, okay, stop. Stop!
Stop! Stop! That's enough.
Party's over.
All right, party's over.
I'm taking you home.
Meow.
You want me to be a cat?
I can be a cat. Rawr.
Rawr.
Shaw.
Oh, you didn't even get me
a present for my birthday.
I will get you--
I'll get you a present.
Shhh.
You listen to me, Rule.
I've loved you
from the moment I met you,
and I've loved you ever since.
I'm not pretending anymore.
-Shaw, this is so wrong.
-You and me.
I want you to be my first.
But I'll tell you what.
You tell me there's nothing
going on between us,
you tell me you don't
feel the same way I do...
I'll stop.
Casper?
Nash.
Of all the people
I would have guessed
to be coming out of that room,
you wouldn't have
made the top 100.
-But you look fucking awesome.
-Thanks.
Hey, Casper.
Hi.
You hungry?
God, no, I am so hung over.
I want to crawl into a hole
and never come out.
Thanks.
Look, I know this is weird.
No, no, no.
Weird is pancakes and sushi.
This is fucking mind blowing.
This is ground shaking.
I know.
I don't know about that.
I kind of see it.
It makes total sense to me.
-What happened?
-What happened?
What does it look like happened?
I mean, she's in
her bra and panties, dude.
I don't know, but I have to go
before anyone else sees me.
Especially him.
-You all right?
-Oh, she's more than okay.
She just had a night
full of dick.
Shut up, Nash.
Oh, don't forget your clothes
on the way out, huh?
Very funny.
Wow.
-How was last night?
-I don't wanna talk about it.
Saw Casper leaving.
-How was she?
-I said I don't want
to talk about.
How you feeling?
-Dog shit.
-Nice.
Have some of this.
It'll save your life.
Mm-mm.
So?
It happened.
Nice. Fuck, yeah.
How was it?
Strange.
We walked back to his place.
Had sex.
That's all I'm getting?
Two sentences?
You better start
from the beginning,
run me all the way through
to the end
with all the details,
leaving nothing out, slowly.
Well...
at first it seemed like
he wasn't really going
to go for it.
Fuck you mean he
wasn't gonna go for it?
I don't know.
I was sending some pretty strong
signals, believe me.
I basically crawled into
his lap and forced him.
Not forced him, but, you know.
-Huh?
-And I, uh...
meowed like a cat.
-You meowed like a cat?
-I meowed like a cat.
-What do you mean
you meowed like a cat?
-Like, physically...
-Wait, what it--
-...it was just sort of
like, rawr.
-Wow, okay.
-Yeah.
Strong.
But then he relaxed
and it was... great.
-So, sex was good?
-Yeah.
Okay, cool. Did you...
-I think so.
-You think so?
All right,
you think so or you know so,
which is a no.
So, I'll let you know
it gets better.
Um, what about him? Was he good?
He was amazing.
So incredibly sweet and gentle.
It was-- he was perfect.
It was everything I wanted.
Wait, there was no hair grabbing
or like ass smacking
or choking or anything?
-No.
-No, just-- just--
just nice and gentle?
Nice, cool, cool.
Um, yeah, you could
build up to that.
Uh, ac-- foreplay?
-Maybe.
-Now we're talking.
No, it was--
it was great, but then...
I woke up in his bed
and reality hit me.
Time to go.
The clock struck 12
and it was over.
And I realized that
I was just another thing
that happened.
And I don't know.
-Maybe I'm just stressed.
-No, no, no, no.
It's okay, trust me.
I mean, he's just my type.
He always has been.
Him, exactly.
You think I think
he really likes me
and I'm gonna be his girl.
We slept together and that's it.
And it's not
going to work out
and I know that.
It's going to be weird
and awkward
and I'm going to have to go
back to being just Casper.
Another one of his conquests.
All right. Ugh.
Personally,
I think he likes you.
All right? But like you said,
you guys slept together.
It's not like anybody
made any promises.
I know, but that's the thing.
He slept with a thousand girls.
Why would he ever go back to me?
No, no, no.
You can't think
of it like that.
It's not like you
said I love you or anything.
What?
-Mm.
-Oh, my God.
-Oh, my God. You did not.
-Fuck.
I-- something like that
may have slipped out.
Slipped out?
What the fuck did you say?
I may have said that I love you
and have always loved you
and would always love you.
Ah, okay. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Make it stop. Make it stop.
Okay. What the fuck?
What the fuck were you thinking?
I know. It's bad.
This is awful, isn't it?
The second you say
anything that is remotely
intimate to guys,
they run for the fucking hills.
-I know.
-You gotta make these men
work for this shit.
- Mm-hmm.
- Okay look.
The win here is that you
slept with a guy you like.
Cool.
And you are cool
and you're awesome
and you have a nice hair.
Is that cum?
I feel like you
don't want me to answer that.
I can share.
Share? Share?
-No. No. No.
Oh my God. Get away.
-Be sticky with me.
Take a fucking shower.
Go, go, go, go, go.
-Ow, ow. Oh, head pounding.
-Go.
My brother
would have loved this.
Thanks for doing it.
My pleasure.
You know I knew Brian, right?
He was a couple years older.
We both went to Perse.
Oh yeah. Yeah.
I forgot about that.
He was a good dude.
Freak fucking athlete.
They say the mine
that he stepped on
could've taken out
half a city block.
Jesus Christ.
It's crazy.
Somebody could be right
next to you your entire life
and then just gone.
Does it get easier?
No.
When Remy died,
half of me died with him.
And I just knew
I'd never be happy again.
Hey.
How you doing, Rule?
You seem weird.
Yeah. I just can't get
this girl off my mind.
The one from the Emerald bar?
Yeah. She's off limits, though.
Can't stop thinking
about her though?
Nope.
You should go for her.
You should go
for what makes you happy.
-Well, well.
-Is she here?
Yeah. Come on in.
Uh, you can just
make yourself at home.
I'm gonna check on her.
Yeah?
You have a visitor.
-Who?
-What do you mean who?
It's Rule!
-Bitch, it's Rule!
-Oh my God. What did you
tell him?
Oh my God.
I didn't tell him anything!
-You need to tell him something.
-Well, he's standing there
right now.
-What do you mean
he's just standing there?
-He's just standing there.
What else
was I Supposed to say?
Something. Anything.
Literally anything.
-Give me an adjective,
a noun, and a verb.
-Tell him that I'm--
I don't wanna get involved in anything.
I don't wanna get involved.
You're my best friend
and I love you so much
and you're gonna handle
this for me because love you,
love you, love you.
She just needs a second
Fuck!
-Hey.
-Hey.
I'm gonna go read
a book somewhere.
Good idea.
Sit down.
I just want to apologize
for the other night.
-It was a mistake.
-Okay.
And I should have called,
but I didn't.
It's all right. I get it.
We didn't make any promises.
Yeah, look, I just--
I don't want you
to be pissed at me.
And I don't want to lose you
over some stupid shit.
I just wanna be cool.
And you're important to me.
-I am?
-Yeah.
Been thinking about you a lot.
So what do you want to do?
I don't know.
You wanna keep sleeping with me?
No. No. I mean...
of course, yeah, but--
look, you're a great person.
And I care about you.
I really do.
But I can't
do the boyfriend
girlfriend thing.
I'm too messed up.
Look...
look, it's just--
it's never gonna work out.
Can I ask you something?
If you saw me with another guy,
would you be okay with it?
No.
And what about you?
You dying to see other people?
No.
-But you wanna see me?
-Yes.
So, you wanna be together,
you just don't wanna
call it that?
Look, I-- I just--
I don't know what I want, okay?
Fuck, can we just...
see what happens
and not call it anything
and just try to figure it out?
Sure.
The good news is...
we don't have to do anything
we don't want to do.
Don't have to make any promises.
We can just...
see how it goes.
I don't need anything from you.
Just want to be with you.
Me too.
Wow.
I can't believe
I just said that.
That reminds me.
Do you want to pull my hair?
Ye-- what?
Ah!
Ah!
Rule?
Yeah?
Question for you.
What?
How does it feel
to be my boyfriend?
Shut up.
You're such an idiot.
You're so stupid.
-What? You don't
like that word? No?
-No, you're so stupid.
Don't tickle me.
Please don't tickle me.
- Shaw. Shaw.
Stop it. Stop it.
-No, I know.
-Stop. Get off.
Okay, okay.
I'm hungry.
I didn't eat breakfast,
so I'm starving.
You gonna eat?
Yeah.
Nothing? Are you serious?
Dude, the single hottest girl
that you've ever seen in your
whole entire life
is currently waiting
in that lobby for you.
-Sierra?
-Sierra?
Yeah. I've been working
on something for her.
- Did you miss me?
- I did.
Hi.
You know, there's this rumor
going around
that you're pretty incredible
with your clothes off.
How come I didn't
know about that?
I don't know.
So, I was thinking
we could start
with this little shoulder
piece right here.
Rule. Let me be clear
so there's no misunderstanding.
I don't care about the tattoo.
I want you to take me
upstairs right now.
Do whatever you want to me.
-Oh, my God.
-You can close the windows
if you want.
Or leave them open
for all I care.
What do you say?
I'm gonna take a raincheck.
Oh, my God! A raincheck?
Can I have two minutes
with you just over here?
-Come on.
-I'm so sorry.
Will you excuse us?
We just need to talk to
our friend just a minute.
I'd tap that. I'm not even gay.
Honestly, I swear to God,
dude, if you don't do this,
-we can't be friends anymore.
-Yeah.
Listen, either you
fuck her or I will.
Now I'm just gonna do it anyway.
Dude, she's so hot that
I would let her fuck me.
-Huh?
-What?
Last chance, fuck boy.
So, uh...
I think I'm gonna
stick to the raincheck.
So, this is Piet Mondrian.
And every year he would
paint the exact same tree.
And, uh, he started out
and he's sup--
super realistic.
How realistic?
Like one to ten.
Like a 35.
-Yeah?
-Look at this thing. Yeah.
His work would get more
and more crazy and, uh,
his reality would get...
just more and more abstract
until his work was just
completely deconstructed.
Where'd you learn all this?
-He was Remy's favorite artist.
-Hmm.
Anyways, um...
-What are you doing, Shaw?
-What? Can't take it?
Not strong enough?
Mm-mm
Mm-mmm. Shaw. Shaw.
Mm-mmm.
Sorry.
Hello, darling.
Don't forget about our little
Christmas party on Saturday.
Should be lots of drunken
inappropriate misbehaving.
-Okay.
-Okay?
It usually takes me 15 full
minutes and a bribe
to get you to agree.
What's going on?
-I'm just a little in
the middle of something.
-I suppose.
Just remember it's black tie,
so try to wear something nice.
- We're not hobos, you know.
- Okay.
I hear noises.
Are you in bed with a boy?
Is it Gabe?
No. I'll-- I'll-- I'll call
you back later. Bye
What was that all about?
Just a stupid Christmas party.
She does it every year.
You should come.
You should be my date.
-Nope. Can't do it.
-Oh, please?
No. Nope.
Jasper's painting a wall.
I promised him I would go.
Oh, pretty, pretty, pretty,
pretty, pretty please?
No. I promised Jasper.
I'll make it up to you.
It's unbelievable.
Of course, you have
to fly private to get there,
which is a little excessive,
don't you think?
Excuse me. Oh, darling.
There's a strict guest list
tonight, remember?
And I'm almost sure
he wasn't on it.
He's my boyfriend.
Boyfriend?
Oh, well, he's gorgeous.
Oh, my God.
You look exactly
like your brother.
It's like seeing a ghost.
-Identical twins.
-Now, that makes sense.
It's such a shame what happened.
Really a tragedy.
Oh, you like it?
Is that a-- is that a Schiele?
Mm-hmm. It is.
Oh, my God. It's--
it's beautiful.
I've-- I-- I-- I've never
seen one in real life.
Joey, sweetheart.
Will you take Mr. Archer
to get a drink?
-I'm just gonna talk to Shaw.
-Sure.
- Joey.
What's happening, Joey?
What do you think you're doing?
Gabe is here.
Well, I'm sorry,
but you didn't tell me that.
Well, I know you said
you wouldn't come, but I went
ahead and booked us
that trip to Turks and Caicos
and Gabe and his family
are coming with us.
And when we get there,
Gabe's going to propose.
-Mom.
-And you're going to say yes.
No. I'm not. And the next time
you try to marry me off,
you might try asking first.
You listen to me, young lady.
Believe me, I understand
that sometimes a girl
needs a little low class fun.
But make no mistake,
this trip is life-changing.
The Davenports are the
wealthiest family in the state.
Gabe stands to inherit
half a billion dollars one day.
And believe me, that kind of
money doesn't grow on trees.
So you think about it.
Think long and hard.
I've been working this last year
to make this happen.
And let's face it, sweetheart,
you're not special enough
to keep making bad choices.
You are absolutely unbelievable.
You know that?
- I try.
- Excuse me.
Shaw.
You're seeing that loser
and you didn't tell me?
I gotta find out in
front of 100 people.
Look...
I didn't know about it.
Sorry.
Whoa.
Looks like you're having fun.
Are you ready to go?
Yeah. Oh, yeah.
Gee, Mom, look at the time.
You throw a great fucking party,
but we gotta go.
See you next year.
Let's go. Go, go, go.
I-- I love old people.
I can tell.
-Drugs. Alcohol.
-Oh, yeah. You seemed
to have fun.
Random sex with everybody.
- Hey.
- -Hey, Rule, man, where are you?
-What the fuck happened?
-Jasper fucking fell.
He just fucking fell.
He fell from the fucking
building.
-You gotta come to
the hospital right now
-Yeah, no, I'm on my way.
I'm on my way. Yeah.
Dude, what happened?
Jesus Christ.
Talk to me. What happened?
What?
Jasper fell.
He's in the hospital.
I-- I don't know.
I wasn't fucking there.
What do you mean he fell?
-Just give me a second.
-Just calm down.
We'll figure it out, okay?
Please just shut the fuck up?
I was supposed to be there.
He needed me.
-I know. I get it.
-And I promised him
that I would go.
And instead,
I broke a promise to show up
to this fuck-all dress-up party
that I didn't even
want to go to.
What are you trying to say?
What, that this is my fault?
Even your old boyfriend
was at that fucking party.
-I didn't know he was
gonna fucking be there.
-I mean, fuck my life, right?
Sounds like you got
some stuff bottled up.
Yes, I do. And I don't
want any of this shit.
-What shit?
-All of this.
I know you said no promises,
but that's not what you meant.
-What are you talking about?
-Shaw, your life hasn't
changed at all.
-And I have given up everything.
-Oh, what did you give up?
That you don't get to fuck
every single person you meet?
-You're going to go there?
Just forget it, all right?
-Oh, poor you.
-I'm just not happy.
-You're not happy?
I'm not happy.
There.
Maybe we should take a break.
I'm not fucking happy.
No. I wanna get out.
Pull the car over.
-We're on the fucking highway.
-Pull the car over.
-Stop.
-No, I just want to go.
Shaw, stop! Stop!
Hey, Casper.
Look, I didn't mean
those things that I said.
This whole thing with Jasper
has me pretty undone.
And, um...
it's brought back
losing Remy all over again.
Look, I'm not good
for anyone right now.
I'm better off alone.
I'm sorry.
Hey, it's me again.
Took me a minute,
but I kinda figured it out.
You should be happy.
And if you're happy without me,
then I want that for you.
What are you doing?
I fucked it up.
Had it all and I fucked it.
Yes, you did.
-What?
-Somebody's here to see you.
-It's 2:00
in the fucking morning.
-Yeah, I know, asshole.
All right?
I told her you were busy.
But she's not taking no
for an answer.
She?
She.
Well, hello.
Heard you broke up with
your little girlfriend.
Yeah, that's right.
Don't worry.
Mama's gonna make you
forget all about her.
He's not in the right...
Um, I don't know.
When is it, Wednesday?
Tuesday.
But first, revenge!
He wanted a break,
he got a fucking break.
Wait, so are you guys
together taking a break
or taking a break,
taking a break?
Together.
Really? Doesn't seem like it.
What's that supposed to mean?
Isn't that Rule's hat?
He can't be patient? We are.
Look how much money
we're making after that.
Yeah?
Shaw Landon is here to see you.
Should I tell her you're busy?
Uh, yeah,
that's okay, Veronica.
You can send her up.
Guys, can you give me a second?
Hi.
What can I do for you, Shaw?
I wanted to apologize
about the Christmas party.
I know that I hurt you.
I don't know
what got into me, but...
I wanted to see
if there was any chance
that we could try it again.
Try what again?
All of it.
Maybe we could go on that cruise
that my mom was talking about.
What about that other guy?
Okay.
It's good to see you.
Wow.
It's really you, huh?
Yeah, it really is.
Yeah, yeah. How you doing?
How's school?
-What do you want?
-What?
Fuck, you don't miss me, Cas?
We both know what you did.
About your little affairs.
We were on a fucking break
and you ruined it.
But we didn't make
any promises, right?
No? Now I'm with Gabe,
so that's it.
-Yeah, you guys move
pretty fucking fast.
-Yeah, I guess we do.
Stop with
the fucking nicknames.
No more Casper.
It's dead. It's Shaw.
Your mother's doing much better.
Go on inside.
She's waiting for you.
What?
What happened?
Jasper lived a life
of joy and love,
kindness and compassion.
He was a beacon of light
and hope to his family
and friends.
Hey, I'm going
to use your restroom, okay?
Go ahead.
Hi, it's Rule. If this
is about an appointment,
please call the shop,
otherwise go fuck yourself.
Hey, it's me. Um...
I don't know how things
got so messed up, but, um...
I miss you.
Um, I just wanted
to tell you that if you...
ever need anything,
just to talk or anything,
I'm there always.
Any time, any place, I am there.
You just have to tell me, okay?
Babe, you all right?
Yeah.
What are you doing in there?
Uh, nothing. Nothing.
I'll-- I'll be right out.
What are you doing?
Uh, nothing.
I just, uh, I thi--
I think I should go.
What do you mean?
I thought you were staying
here tonight.
I was going to, but, um,
just everything with
Rule's been a little much.
-Rule?
-Jasper. I-- I meant
Jasper. Just--
-No, but you said Rule.
-Don't do that.
I didn't mean it. I just--
I got a little confused.
I don't think you're
confused at all.
I think you're in love
with that idiot.
I think you've been
playing me this whole time.
-That's not true.
-You want to go? Okay.
-Come on, let's go.
I'll drive you there.
-Gabe!
Grab your purse.
You two deserve each other.
Are you serious?
Ah, shit.
Shaw! Hey!
Hey, you really wanna do this?
We're at my apartment
and you're talking
about other guys.
-Don't.
-I made a mistake, baby.
Okay? I'm sorry.
You wanna know something?
I feel bad for you.
You're smart and charming
and whatever else.
You're almost a nice guy,
but let's face it,
we were never
meant for each other.
-I'm not pretending anymore.
-That's funny.
Yeah, Shaw, I'm gonna
ask you one more time.
Get in the fucking car.
This is your loss,
Shaw, not mine!
But this is it!
Don't come crawling
back anymore.
We're done!
You got to go.
I'm gonna kill
that motherfucker.
Would've been embarrassed
too if I was that.
Yeah, hold on one sec.
Yeah, some--
Bro, what the fuck?
Are you sure you want
to do this, pal?
I'm warning you,
this isn't the move.
Leave it alone.
Get the fuck out of here.
You're a fucking nobody.
I'm done with that
little slut anyway.
What happened?
Went to fuck a guy up
and it didn't go my way,
that's what.
-Yeah, I heard.
-Thanks for fucking
picking me up, man.
You're a fucking idiot, dude.
You can't just go bum rush
a guy in his office
'cause you're jealous
he's dating your girl.
What the fuck were you thinking?
He hit her, man.
-He what?
-He hit Casper.
Gabe Davenport?
Yeah?
Who the fuck are you?
Just another nobody.
So?
You know, can't go
around hitting girls, Gabe.
Those things will come
back to haunt you.
Eventually you gotta
pay the price for that shit.
Oh, I get it.
You're one of them Archer boys.
The soldier.
Yeah, I heard about you.
So, let me guess,
you're the price I gotta pay?
Is that right?
That's right.
Okay.
I gotta take care of
the whole fucking family now?
All right.
Let's do it, soldier boy.
Get up.
That was for Casper.
Ah!
That was for Rule.
Okay. All right, all right.
This is for me.
Stay away from Casper.
Hello, darling.
I'm late. I know.
- Ladies.
-Grey Goose martini with a twist,
bleu cheese olives
and very well shaken
with a side of ice
for when you screw it up
and don't make it cold enough.
Okay. And for you?
Nothing. I have to be
at work in an hour.
Very good.
I'll get that started.
- You're no fun.
- That's what they tell me.
So, how are you?
My daughter asks
me out for a drink.
To what do I owe
this great honor?
I heard about Gabe, by the way.
What a psychopath.
Not that I think
you should completely
rule him out as a husband.
Not that I approve,
but let's face it,
they are men.
It's our job
to rehabilitate them.
-Your father, for example...
-Mom, I know you cheated on Dad.
I know it was you
and not the other way around.
Well, hmm, he was such a shit.
He hardly ever paid
attention to me.
It doesn't matter whose
fault it was.
You guys just...
didn't work out.
Look, I don't care
how you live your life.
I love you.
It's just not for me.
It's not a putdown.
It's just me.
And I'm trying to figure
out my own life, you know?
I just think we need to
have an adult relationship
and be able to say anything
and have it be okay.
Oh, good. I want that too.
Did I tell you I met someone?
-Yeah?
-A doctor.
I'm having an affair
with him, obviously.
Nothing serious, just sex.
But get this, he's a vagina
rejuvenation specialist.
-Wow.
-Not that you need it,
but nip and tuck.
He can tighten you up
to any size.
-Mom.
-What?
Us girls have to take
care of ourselves.
So what's going on
with Casper?
Oh, I screwed up, brother.
Yeah.
Do you love her?
It's fucking crazy, dude.
Well, it is what it is then.
If you love her,
then do something.
Show her.
Mm.
Hey, Shaw. Um, look,
I know I've made you
question a lot of things.
But if you're looking for
a sign of how I feel,
just look up.
A mural? Really?
So I guess this is
the part where we talk.
Saw my mom.
She's out of treatment. She's--
she's doing really good.
That's great. Really.
You guys need each other.
Yeah. Yeah.
Look, I--
I just wanted to say I'm sorry.
I wasn't ready and I
fucking sabotaged
the whole thing.
And I knew that a break...
didn't mean I got to do
whatever I wanted.
And I know that you'd never
do anything like that to me.
But I did it anyway.
I was just scared
to feel, you know?
Scared to commit.
To give up my whole life.
And to tell you the truth,
it still scares the shit
out of me.
But I got to change.
Uh, I know I do.
Listen, I suck
at talking about feelings
and dealing with anything
emotionally hard.
Every time anything
comes up, I just run.
But I'm ready now.
And not just to-- to try.
I'm really ready to do it all.
Now I fucking wanna
make some promises. I do.
And I don't wanna
go back to our old way.
I just want you.
Look, I'm not a millionaire.
And I don't have a lot to give.
But I want to give you my heart.
And I know it's not much,
but it's all I've got.
And it's yours.
And I swear to God,
if you try to give it back,
I'm not going to take it.
Is that it?
Yeah. That's it.
Attention, patrons!
Let's fucking party!
All this upstairs?
Yeah. Everything.
Yep.
So I guess it's official, huh?
No more bachelor.
-Yeah.
-Yeah,
and I just feel bad
Ayden doesn't have
a roommate anymore.
Oh, don't worry about it.
She found a roommate.
-Who?
-Me.