Stay The Night (2022) Movie Script
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[light music]
[music ends]
[solo jazz trumpet]
[solo jazz trumpet continues]
[solo jazz trumpet continues]
[solo jazz trumpet continues]
[indistinct chatter]
[approaching footsteps]
[knocks on door]
-Is now a good time?
-[woman] Um...
I wanted to follow up
about the associate position.
Right.
Take a seat, Grace.
I promise
I will not let you down.
You didn't get it, Grace.
Oh.
Why?
It's a client-facing position.
Mentoring, recruiting,
dealing with third-party
vendors who, let's face it,
can sometimes be
a pain in the ass.
And that's why I applied.
I'm ready for those challenges.
But you are more reserved,
Grace,
and sometimes that reserve
comes across as,
I don't know,
a little standoffish?
I'm... standoffish?
An HR associate
requires a particular skillset,
someone outgoing, approachable.
For the client to open up, you
have to also open yourself up.
I-I can do that.
I just need
the opportunity for it.
Grace, you are a valuable
member of the HR team.
I've been here
for three years, Claire.
I work hard.
Market analysis,
comps and benefits,
I know it like
the back of my hand.
I know you do, and there
is room for you to grow there.
I... [sighs]
I don't want to grow there.
I want to do those other things.
You're not ready
for those other things.
I can be outgoing.
I can be approachable.
Just give me the chance
and I'll show you!
Grace, we're not going
to hire you to make that change.
You need to make
that change first.
Shit, I'm late for an off-site.
Let's keep talking, okay?
A new back-office position
opens up in six months.
Management.
I think you'd be perfect for it.
Okay?
Okay.
[sighs]
[door lock beeps]
[man] Oh, Grace!
Oh, hey, Roshan.
Hey.
Um, I just wanted
to say thanks again.
You don't have to.
I gave you some
standard HR advice.
You landed that promotion
all on your own.
[Roshan] I told my dad
about it and he...
almost hugged me.
I think he was proud
or something. [chuckles]
I'm sure he was.
Yeah. Oh, listen,
we're going out for drinks
tonight to celebrate
if you want to come.
What?
Drinks. With me.
You in?
Oh. Um...
[chuckles nervously]
And Samir is coming
and some of the IT girls,
and I invited Jennifer.
Jennifer...
Nice.
[elevator door opens]
So you'll come?
Thanks, Roshan,
but I have plans.
Have fun.
[faintly] Bye!
[distant siren]
[footsteps]
[announcement] Next stop,
University Avenue,
St. Andrew Subway Station.
[rifling through purse]
[sniffling]
[man 1 laughs, off-screen]
There's no way
you could take that guy down.
-He's fucking huge!
-[man 2] I know,
what are you talking about?
[man 1] Honestly, the only
thing to do is you chip it and
you fuckin' go for it
'cause that guy's a
monster, man.
You're gonna get wrecked.
You should be scared.
[man 3] Carter!
-What's up, coach?
-[Coach inhales]
We're sendin' you down.
Yeah, right.
Really?
Yeah,
there's a car waiting for you.
Go back to the hotel.
Call your agent.
Here's your per diem.
No!
Carter.
Okay, I've been
a little off, but I'm good now.
No,
you're not playing tonight.
coach, you know me.
This is what I do!
-I bounce back every time!
Tonight I've been focused--
-Carter.
Carter, Carter!
Will you shut up?
We needed you to work harder.
You're a good player.
You really are.
Maybe you're back with us
next season, but...
we think this is
the best thing for ya.
The minors?
I gotta go to fucking Syracuse?
No, you gotta
clear waivers first.
Now, maybe it doesn't
take the full 24 hours.
Maybe another team
picks you up, but...
yeah, you gotta stay
in town for the night.
Cool.
So I just sit and wait around
until someone else decides
-the rest of my life?
-Look, Carter...
I was you once, okay?
I know how this feels.
Take care, son.
[man on radio]
Let's talk about Tampa Bay,
the team that proved
last year it doesn't matter
what you do
in the regular season as it's
a new year in the playoffs.
Hey, can you
change the station, bud?
[man on radio]
...against the Leafs--
[station switches]
[solo jazz trumpet on the radio]
[sighs heavily]
[humming to herself]
-[Grace] Joni, hey.
-Grace!
I told you I would
clean up the living room,
and I will.
Just relax already, okay?
Doing a pretty good
job cleaning up here.
[Joni exhales]
I got some leads on
a few apartments.
One of them is in the East End,
which sucks, but I'm trying.
I promise I wanna get off
your couch more than you do.
[Grace] I talked to Roshan.
Oh. Oh!
And?
Tell me what happened.
I think he likes Jennifer now,
so...
It doesn't matter.
They all went out after work
to celebrate his promotion.
Why didn't you go?
I'm not gonna tag along.
I'm not...
Grace, I love you,
but you do this all the time.
Just say yes
to something for once.
I say yes all the time!
-Do you?
-Yes.
What about that cute guy
that worked at your food court?
He worked at Subway.
Okay, um...
Charlie's friend.
The guy who spent
New Year's with us.
That guy?
He was a total player.
Your neighbour,
the comedian dude?
[Grace] He has a girlfriend.
But not at first.
And you totally liked him.
No, I just felt like
I always had to laugh
at his jokes.
This is what you do, Grace.
You like a guy, and then you
get to know him just long enough
to not like him anymore
so you don't have to date him.
Why would I date
a guy I don't like?
Because no guy is
ever good enough for Grace.
That's not true.
Really?
Go talk to that guy over there.
-No.
-Why not?
-Because he's a stranger.
-Exactly.
You don't know
anything about him.
For all you know, he could
be the love of your life.
I doubt it.
He has a ponytail.
[sighs loudly]
When are
you coming home?
Uh, in a bit,
but I'm going out after.
Where?
Tunnel.
Pass!
Of course you pass.
You always pass.
Look where it's gotten you,
in bed by 8:30 every night.
[sighs]
[exhales] Grace!
[sniffles]
[sighs heavily]
-Mr. Stone, you're back!
-[Carter] Hey, Lisa.
Uh, your gear just arrived.
Oh, perfect.
Just leave it there for now.
I think they made
a reservation for me.
Of course.
Let me check.
[lounge music in the background]
Here we go.
Deluxe suite, 10th floor.
Oh, that won't be necessary.
The team's covered the night.
Lisa,
what's the nicest suite?
Not the biggest, but the nicest.
Like, if you were to stay here,
which room would
you sleep in tonight?
The Wellington Suite
on 32.
The view is stunning.
Is it available?
[Lisa] Uh...
It is!
Perfect.
Upgrade me to that.
Oh, Mr. Stone, I--
First of all,
call me "Carter."
And second,
it's on the team's dime.
A drop in the ocean for them,
you know?
[phone ringing on other end]
[woman] Hi, you've reached
Dani Drake at Talent A.
Leave me a message.
Thanks.
[voicemail beeps]
Dani, I checked in.
Now what?
Call me back. [sighs]
[knocks on door]
[Joni] Grace?
I'm gonna go now.
I cleaned the living room.
You should come to Tunnel.
Thursdays are so much fun.
Grace?
Okay, bye.
[footsteps retreating]
[door shuts]
[Grace exhales]
[exhales]
[distant laughter]
[exhales]
[sighs in irritation]
[sighs]
Ugh...
[sighs]
[distant traffic sounds]
[Carter sighs]
[music plays at club,
"Jimmy Choo" by Ebhoni]
[indistinct chatter]
-[Grace] Hey.
-[gasps] Grace!
-I'm sorry about earlier.
-I don't care!
You're here!
I am so proud of you.
You're gonna have
so much fun tonight.
Now what, drinks?
-[Joni] Oh, he's here!
-Who?
Marcus.
Cute, right?
You invited me
to your hookup date?
No, no,
I invited you to find your own!
-I can't do this without you!
-[Marcus] Joni?
Marcus, hi!
-[Joni laughs]
-[Grace sighs in exasperation]
[indistinct chatter]
[bartender] Here you go.
[Lisa winces]
-[Lisa] Ah!
-Two waters.
So, how come
you're not with your team?
What?
[Lisa] How come you're
not with your team?
[man] Holy shit,
you're Carter Stone.
Hey, bud,
nice to meet you.
[man] Why didn't
you play tonight?
What happened?
You're fucking up
my whole hockey pool, man.
Hey, I'm just kidding.
Here, let me buy you a drink.
[Carter] Yeah, we're good.
Asshole!
[loud music
and indistinct chatter]
Hi.
-What?
-I said "Hi."
Oh. Hi.
You want another?
Um...
I have a boyfriend.
If he knew I was out
with you, he'd die.
Jealous type?
Oh, no, no, no,
he's the biggest hockey fan.
Right.
So I'm gonna go.
Are you alright by yourself?
-A-OK.
-[Lisa] Okay!
[indistinct chatter]
[R&B music plays,
"Won't Get Lonely"
by Notifi]
If somebody
Woulda told me
they would never
Love me
I wouldn't have
Wasted my time
Oh, all my time, oh
But I don't get lonely,
I don't get lonely
Roll one up
And I don't get lonely
I don't get lonely,
I don't get lonely
I don't get lonely,
Kill that slowly
[cell phone buzzes]
I won't mind
If you wanna get cozy
Girl, gonna show me...
Dani.
What?
Wait, wait!
-[bartender] There you are.
-[Grace] Thank you.
Hi!
How's it going?
Um, it's okay.
I got a drink.
Awesome.
Now, I'll totally stay
if you want me to.
What do you mean?
I'm really liking Marcus.
You met him
like seven seconds ago.
I know.
I just feel a connection.
I... want to
go home with him.
-Joni...
-It's just...
after Charlie, I, I...
just really need this
tonight... you know?
-Go.
-Really?
-Yeah.
-[Joni squeals]
-Give us two hours.
-Okay.
And then
you can come back.
-What?!
-He lives with his parents.
[Grace] Joni, you need
to find your own place.
I know, I know, I know!
Go...
Have sex.
-Be happy.
-[Joni squeals]
I love you. [laughs]
That lip gloss looks
great on you, by the way.
-Thank you.
-Bye!
-[Grace] What--
-[drink splashes]
[woman] Oh my God.
Hi, can we get,
um, some shots?
[Grace sighs]
[woman 2] Oh my God,
I want that drink!
Sorry, I just
don't know what to do here.
[distant laughter]
[Carter sighs]
Dani, I can't just sit around.
Dani, wait!
Wait! Fuck!
What?
Sorry,
I'm just having a bad night.
[Grace] Oh.
You going back in?
No.
Yeah, me neither.
Um...
Do you know if there's another
bar around here somewhere?
It's downtown.
There's bars everywhere.
Oh, yeah.
I'm not from here, so...
I'm not really
a bar person, sorry.
[Carter] That's okay.
[streetcar bell dings]
So, where are you heading now?
Home.
Well... sort of.
[taxi honks]
[Grace] Thanks.
27 Crawford Street.
Have a nice night.
[man] Hey, Carter!
We need to finish that
conversation, my friend.
-Where you goin'?
-Hey, what the hell?
-Drive.
-Excuse me!
Sorry, I have to
get away from that guy.
Uh, Dalton Hotel.
Sure. Just take my cab.
It's fine.
It's just around the corner.
Whatever.
Thanks.
[man on radio] It costs 7
to stand on
the meridian line.
-[woman on radio] Is this a...
-[Carter sighs]
[man on radio] Well, I just
thought it was quite ironic
that you said it was 7
to stand on the line
which runs
from the north pole
to the south pole.
I thought, "I could probably
go and find
a different bit of line
to stand on for nothing.'"
[woman on radio] I probably
accidentally stood on it
at some point tonight.
[man on radio] You probably
owe that guy 7.
[woman on radio laughs]
[taxi driver] Dalton Hotel.
Goodnight.
[car door shuts]
[taxi driver] Crawford Street,
right?
Um...
I'll get out here.
Are you okay?
I, um...
I-I dunno.
I just can't go home right now.
My best friend's having her
weekly sexathon on my couch
and now I'm homeless
for the next two hours.
The old sock
on the doorknob, huh?
[distant siren]
I guess I can't
stay out here all night.
I guess
we could grab a drink and--
Sure, let's go in!
This is your room?
Yeah, they upgraded me.
What do you do?
-Well, I, uh--
-Never mind.
I don't wanna know.
[Carter] What do
you want to drink?
[Grace] Um...
What's over here?
[Carter] Uh, a bedroom?
That view is...
Yeah, I know.
[distant traffic sounds]
[Grace sighs]
This okay?
Mm-hm.
[Carter] Sure?
Yes.
A-OK.
-[Carter] Hmm?
-[Grace] Hmm?
Oh, no, keep going.
Okay.
[Grace] Oh, hold on.
You can continue.
[heavy breathing]
Um...
What should I, um...
-Hmm?
-Hmm?
Uh-huh...
It feels good.
-Okay.
-[both laugh]
[kissing]
Um, it's just I...
I've never done this,
but it feels-- what should I...
[Carter] What?
Hmm? What?
What did you say?
It feels good?
Before that.
I've never done this.
Define "this."
This.
I've never done this.
You've never had sex?
Um... I-I have to go!
[Carter] Wait...
Um...
Sorry, uh--
No, wait.
Did...?
[door slams]
[traffic sounds]
[Carter] Hey!
Wait!
[Grace breathing shakily]
Are you okay?
This night has been
one humiliation after another.
I don't even know
where I'm going.
[Carter] Want to go home?
I'll take you home.
Home!
I can't even go home.
[sighs]
I just want this night to end.
Let's go grab a drink.
Alright?
I mean, I'm sure there's...
somewhere around here
we could go.
I'm not from here
so I don't know, but...
I could use a drink too.
[laughs]
Okay.
Yeah?
Okay?
Um...
That way?
[car honks]
[Carter] I'm Carter, by the way.
[Grace] Grace.
[subdued jazz plays in bar]
[indistinct chatter]
[Carter] You think
they still have food?
[Grace] It says
the kitchen's closed.
[bartender] What can I get you?
[Grace] Uh, a house red?
[Carter] I'll have a pilsner.
You still have food?
[bartender] Sorry,
kitchen just closed.
[Carter] Ah, no one
needs to cook anything.
Just chips, crackers?
We're both kind of
having a rough night.
[bartender] Let me
see what I can do.
[Carter] Beautiful.
Thanks, man.
[subdued jazz continues]
So, Grace...
What do you do?
I'm an HR adviser.
Hm.
[Grace] What do you do?
Sales.
Where are you from?
Here.
You?
Montreal, originally.
[subdued jazz continues]
-[indistinct chatter]
-[cutlery clinking]
How have you
never had sex?
Shh, tell the whole bar,
why don't you?
[bartender] Sorry,
this is all I have left.
-Good for you, Grace?
-Sure!
-[Carter] Thanks, man.
-[bartender] Yeah.
I don't want
to talk about it.
Okay.
We're not talking about it.
[stale burger crunches]
You wouldn't understand.
Try me.
I honestly want to know.
Would you say
most people have...
eaten a hamburger?
Yeah...?
Some people
eat one a week.
Some have two a week.
Exactly,
and some have never had one,
and that's me.
So is it, like...
a religious thing?
Like you don't eat beef?
No, I eat beef.
Maybe you're
more of a salad person.
You prefer, you know...
salads?
No.
I want a burger,
I've just never had...
the full burger.
I just think you need
to do it and get it over with.
What do you think I was
trying to do ten minutes ago?
Obviously,
I can't have just any burger.
Maybe the first
one needs to be--
It doesn't
need to be anything.
Huh!
I don't want my first burger
to be some... mini slider
like the last thing
from the kitchen.
Yeah, okay.
And I'm not having
some greasy drive-through one
after a drunken night
at the club.
Those can sometimes
be pretty great.
Not for my first.
[chuckles]
I don't know,
maybe I've waited too long
and now it's too late
to find the right burger.
[sighs deeply]
[subdued jazz continues]
How old are you?
I'm 27.
-Grace,
you need to have sex.
-[Grace] Why?
Who made the rule that
you have to do it before 27?
Just because
everyone else does it
doesn't mean we all have to.
You're right.
It's cool you're okay with it.
Well,
I'm not okay with it.
High school?
I went
to an all-girls school.
University?
It was more trouble
than it was worth back then.
How?
In first year,
my roommate,
she would get
into all these flings.
So much drama.
I swear, I spent half
the year in the library
when she was having sex,
and the other half
being her therapist
the next morning.
Well, she's probably
married with seven kids by now.
No, she's having sex
on my couch.
Oh.
[laughs]
Really, though?
Nothing all through university?
Between classes
and taking care of Joni,
it was a full-time job.
[Carter] Okay, but that was
what, six, seven years ago?
Nothing since then?
Not one guy?
I've dated, Carter,
it's just--
[Carter] Just what?
I'm an only child.
I'm reserved.
It takes longer.
Come on.
Guys don't like me.
Of course they do.
No, I'm not the girl
who gets picked up at the bar.
Meet someone
somewhere else then.
But I don't.
It never happens for me.
[exhales]
Maybe you're too picky.
-[Grace] So I lower my
standards?
-No.
But what are your standards?
Can any guy even reach them?
I'm not gonna
settle for just any guy.
Hmm.
What?
I don't know, maybe...
Maybe you think you're
better than everyone?
Maybe that's why
you've never had sex.
[exhales]
What do you do again?
Sales.
So, tonight has been...
Weird.
I was going
to say "unexpected."
Yeah.
I mean, that's what I meant.
Well, I'm that way.
Oh...
Bye, Carter.
Bye, Grace.
Thanks for the drinks.
Sure.
Hey!
Are you still hungry?
How much
older do I look?
-30?
-30?
You think I look 30?
It's a compliment.
Not when
you're 25, it isn't.
Pssh!
At least people don't
think you're a teenager.
When I wear a hoodie and jeans,
I look like
a high school student.
Oh, so that's why
you dress like you're 40?
I work in an office.
I need to look professional.
Yeah,
I bet you fold up your clothes
in neat little piles at night
before you go to bed too.
Well, clearly,
you fling yours across the room
and step on them
the next morning.
My stuff's crammed
into a carry-on all day.
-What's the point?
-[Grace laughs]
Hotels have irons.
No.
Who irons a hoodie?
[Grace] What exactly
do you sell?
[Carter] Sports equipment.
Helmets, shoulder pads,
wrist guards,
mouthpieces, jockstraps.
-Sweat-absorbent pants are
great.
-[Grace] Okay, okay!
-[Carter] They're revolutionary.
-[Grace] Sorry I asked.
[Grace] And look, we're here.
[Carter] Great, I hate walking.
[Grace laughs]
I told you,
guys don't like me.
-Thank you.
-[Carter] Thanks.
[traditional Chinese music
plays in restaurant]
No,
I think we determined
that you don't like guys.
I like guys.
It just rarely happens.
Okay, how about
the first guy you liked, ever?
Can you remember that?
It's dumb.
-I don't think he counts.
-Yes, he does.
Tell me.
What happened?
I was, um,
I dunno, 14, on the bus.
Not a school bus,
just a regular bus.
Wearing
your school uniform?
Yes.
[laughs]
And I was sitting
at the back reading a book.
Jane Austen?
Can I tell
my own story here?
Sorry, go ahead.
So, the bus stops
and all these boys get on,
teenagers my age,
and of course
they head to the back.
I keep my eyes on my book,
but I can hear them all.
Um, then this one boy,
he sits next to me.
And you know when you sit
next to someone on the bus
and your arms touch,
like here to here?
Yeah.
That's what
happened to us.
Our arms touched.
[laughs]
And usually
you move away, you know?
But we didn't.
We just sat there,
side by side, close.
Then what?
Then the
bus stops and...
they all get off,
including the boy.
What do you mean?
What'd you do?
Nothing.
I didn't talk to him.
I didn't even look at him.
Not once?
Not even when he
got off the bus?
No, I just...
I didn't.
I don't know why.
Grace, what the fuck?
I know!
Why did I do that?
Yeah,
the first thing you should do
is make eye contact.
I mean,
if he said something to me
I would have looked at him.
No, you could
have said something.
What was I going to say?
Anything!
"Hi, hello, I like you."
He would have
looked at me like I was crazy.
But you liked him?
I mean, I... I...
No, I don't know.
Okay...
Some guy sat next
to you on the bus.
Yeah.
And you felt something?
Did you or didn't you?
I was 14.
I don't...
-I did.
-Mm-hm.
I felt something.
I bet he liked you too.
-I think he did.
-Mm-hm.
It's funny, I always
thought that was a nice story.
Pfft, but it really isn't!
It's actually kinda sad.
If you would
have just looked at him
and said something,
who knows
what could have happened.
[Carter] Where is this place?
[Grace] You're so impatient.
Well, you've tricked me
into doing more walking.
-Oh, we're close!
-I see your ways.
It's a yellow door
with bars on it.
With bars on it?
Where are you taking me?
You'll like it.
I haven't been in a while,
but you'll like it.
Okay, well, it's cold.
This isn't cold.
You're from Montreal.
Well, I haven't
lived there in years.
Where do you live now?
Down south.
Down south,
like South Carolina?
Eh, more south.
South... Dakota?
Mm-mm.
-South... Asia?
-Uh-uh.
South America?
South Africa?
-South-- Korea!
-Ha!
What?
Um. Somewhere
in between all that.
South Sudan?
Florida.
Oh!
-What's that like?
-Mm, it's humid.
-Hmm!
-Uh, Mickey Mouse.
-Retirement homes.
-Yes.
Uh, alligators.
Oranges.
-Palm trees, beaches.
-Miami.
Yeah, all that.
All that stuff.
So, is Florida
a big sports equipment hub
type of place?
Oh, is that it,
"Replies"?
[bicycle bell rings]
[music, "Love Came Here"
by Lhasa de Sela]
There is no end
To this story
No final blow
Or glory
Love came here
And never left
Now that my heart
Is open
It can't be closed
Or broken
[muffled music plays out in bar]
[text typing sounds]
[Grace] Why do you like
sitting at the bar?
[Carter] It's
comfortable, casual,
easier to get close
to a girl when I'm out.
Original.
I'm at a bar.
Where else would I sit?
At a table.
The chairs are more comfortable.
My feet touch the ground.
You can talk and have
an actual conversation
about something real.
What?
It's too loud at the bar.
I don't want to have to compete
with the music and the people.
Well, that's
when you get closer.
You can lean in, whisper
in her ear, smell her perfume.
I could read her body language
better when I'm at the bar.
So it's all about you?
No.
I like the table.
You can look someone in the eye.
Hmm, but there's
a physical barrier between us.
When we sit across
from each other,
I feel like
I'm in an interview.
At the bar, I have
to keep turning my head.
It's annoying.
Okay, what's going on?
You tell me.
Okay.
You win.
The table is better.
"Carter Stone is
a professional hockey player.
He plays centre for Tampa Bay."
That's you, right?
You're not in sales.
I told you the biggest
secret of my life
and you couldn't tell me
you're a hockey player?
What--
Carter!
Seriously, Carter!
I don't care if
you're a hockey player.
Good, 'cause I'm not.
I don't understand.
Hey, Carter!
I was sent down
today, okay?
Okay!
Tampa dropped me.
I'm on waivers, and if another
team doesn't pick me up
in the next 12 hours,
tomorrow I get on
a plane to Syracuse.
Fuck Syracuse!
I can't play in the minors.
Why not?
Is that bad?
Grace, I was fired.
[sighs]
Technically, it sounds
like you were demoted.
But I... I understand.
There's
nothing I can do.
Let's go.
Where?
Just come on.
Come on!
[man over PA] The rink's
closing in 15 minutes.
Please return your rentals
to the front desk.
Rentals to the front desk.
Come on, Carter.
-Hurry up!
-[Carter] This is stupid.
So what you
do is stupid?
[Carter] What I do
isn't figure skating
in the middle of the night.
Yeah,
figure skating is ten times
more entertaining than hockey.
[Carter] Really?
A bunch of dudes
trying to get a piece of rubber
into a net?
What's the big deal?
You're
gonna hurt yourself.
Are you coming or not?
Not.
Whoa, whoa...
Ah!
Do you even
know how to skate?
Whoa, oh my God.
Whoa...
-Grace?
-Whoa, oh my God.
Whoa!
Gotcha.
Bye.
Oh,
you're like the only guy
who doesn't want
to talk about hockey.
Everywhere else, men won't
shut up about it, but you...
Come on, tell me.
What's the big deal?
I wanna know.
I have not been on
a rink like this in a long time.
How'd you get into it?
My dad.
He loved hockey.
Mom didn't tell me much about
him, she just told me that.
He loved hockey.
You didn't know him?
He left when I was two.
When I was a kid, I thought,
"Maybe if I play and get really
good and make it to the pros,
maybe he sees me, maybe..."
[sighs]
You know, "Maybe I meet him."
Did you?
Nope.
Don't move.
-What?
-Don't move!
Why?
What--
[gasps]
[Grace] Show-off.
You didn't answer my question.
[Carter sighs]
What the big deal
about hockey is?
I dunno.
I just love it.
I'm an HR adviser.
I can help you.
I think this is
beyond the scope of HR.
You don't know HR.
Grace, I hate to
break this to you but, uh,
no one knows HR.
-[Carter] Come here!
-[Grace] Carter, no!
No!
Carter!
Oh my God!
[screams]
-[Carter laughs]
-[Grace] Carter, Carter!
[screams]
Carter!
[Carter] You're saying
to drop you?
[Grace] No!
[door lock beeps]
Fancy.
[Grace] Don't touch anything.
[door lock beeps]
I'm just over here.
Let me get you a chair.
We can start with
a DISC assessment.
Myers-Briggs is ideal
but too long.
DISC is short but reliable.
We just need to--
Get out of there!
[Carter] Look at this view!
[Grace] No,
you can't be in there!
-[Carter] Why not?
-[Grace] That's my boss's
office.
[Carter] Oh, he's not here.
[Grace] She.
[Carter] She's not here, either.
[Grace] Oh--
[sighs]
You can't sit there!
[Carter] Well, I just did.
[Grace] Do you want me
to help you or not?
[Carter] Yeah, help me.
What's in here?
Uh, hello.
[Grace] Ugh!
Okay, get off!
[Grace sighs]
What?
Try it.
You know you want to.
[Grace chuckles]
-[Grace] Interesting.
-What?
Your position sounds like
it has very dominant qualities,
but according to this assessment
your behavioural tendencies
lean more towards
private analytical traits.
Accuracy is your strength.
Meaning...?
Are you sure you're
supposed to play centre?
Yes,
I'm supposed to play centre.
I've always played centre.
Okay, I'm just
interpreting the results.
Okay, well, let's
interpret something else.
[Grace] Let's go back
to your options.
-[Carter sighs]
-What are they?
One, you get picked by another
team and stay in the NHL
or, two, you get sent
down for the minors
and play for Syracuse.
Now, both options
have their advantages--
There's a third option.
Oh, okay, great.
What is it?
I quit.
You'd quit?
You asked
for all the options.
That's an option.
No, you're right.
Three, quit.
So what's your least
desirable option,
the one you absolutely
do not want to do?
I think
it's pretty obvious.
Right,
number two, Syracuse.
[Carter sighs deeply]
Let's talk about it
in general terms.
I really don't want to.
What does
going to Syracuse entail?
Less money?
Less prestige?
Less high-level play?
Less everything.
Oh, I forgot something.
Why do you think you're being
sent down in the first place?
Because
they think I suck.
Do you?
-Carter.
-Grace.
[opens bottle]
[pouring liquor]
[puts bottle down]
[distant siren]
I guess maybe
I'm not working hard enough.
Why?
We travel a lot.
It's stressful.
Can't always stay focused.
But everyone's
travelling.
Not all players get sent down.
And you're taken care of.
I mean, how stressful is it
to stay in five-star hotels
and fly private jets?
You don't even have a family.
You have none of those stresses.
I thought this was
supposed to make me feel better.
Why...
Why has your game deteriorated?
Pressure.
Where is
the pressure coming from?
-Everyone.
-Name them, who?
[Carter sighs]
My coach, my team, the fans.
I don't know.
Your dad?
I don't
even know my dad.
But he's the reason
you started playing, right?
You feel like you have to
live up to his expectations?
That's pressure.
You play and he doesn't show up,
so you play harder.
You keep going.
You make it to the NHL,
but where is he?
Nowhere.
No matter
how good you are,
he never shows up,
you'll never meet him.
That's why
I stopped trying.
Yeah.
[sighs]
I don't know.
[Grace sighs]
You did something
so few people do.
You found something you love
and played it
to the highest level.
Do you know how many people
dream of doing a tenth of that?
But, Carter, you did.
You went all the way,
and all you have to do
is do it again,
but don't do it for anyone else.
Do it for yourself.
This suits you.
What?
This.
Here.
You.
It suits you.
I should put this back.
[desk drawer closes]
-Whoa.
-What?
A message from my
agent.
Chicago is circling.
That good?
Yeah, it means
they might want me.
I'll know in a few hours.
-That's great.
-Yeah.
Okay, can we get
out of here now?
Yeah, Joni's sexathon
must be over by now.
[Carter sighs]
[elevator door chimes]
[chatter and laughter]
-[Grace] Roshan!
-Grace!
What are you--
what are you doing here?
Uh, last call's over,
the office was closed,
-so we thought...
-Work party!
[laughing]
Um, you guys
can't party here.
Roshan, you know that.
There's
nowhere else for us to go.
I have a hotel room.
Full bar.
-Everything's paid for.
-[Jennifer] Yes!
Yes! Roshan?
I'd... be into that idea.
[giggles] Ooh!
[Jennifer] Yeah, no, let's go!
[woman] Yeah, yeah!
Holy shit,
you're Carter Stone!
[Jennifer] Oh my God,
look at this place!
-[Samir] Yes.
-[Jennifer] It's so fancy!
[Samir] Yeah,
it's nice, it's nice.
[Jennifer] It's very nice.
-[Roshan] This is beautiful.
-[door closes]
[whispering]
I can't believe you!
[whispering] What?
You like him.
Who?
Stop fighting it.
He likes you too.
[Jennifer] Oh my God.
Oh my God, there's karaoke mics!
-[woman] No way!
-[Jennifer] There's karaoke
mics.
Everyone is doing karaoke.
Everyone.
-[Roshan] Okay, okay.
-[Jennifer] You, you, everyone!
-[Roshan] All been told.
-[Jennifer] Pick one.
[whispering]
What should I do?
[whispering]
You start by having fun.
Go.
[karaoke, "All Through
the Night" by Cyndi Lauper
starting]
[Roshan & Jennifer singing]
All through the night
I'll be awake
I'll be with you
All through the night
[woman] Oh my God,
they're so good!
[woman 2] Sing it, baby!
[Roshan & Jennifer singing]
This precious time
When time is new
Oh, all through
The night today
Knowing that
We feel the same
[Grace sighs] Okay,
what do I do now with Roshan?
You get him alone.
[Grace] How?
You ask him.
Carter, I need
step-by-step instructions here.
Well, you didn't need 'em with
me.
Yeah,
and look how that turned out!
Um,
take him to the bedroom.
Show him the view.
But it's the
same view as out here.
Ohh!
I get it.
Then what?
You kiss him.
[exhales]
I can't do that!
[Carter] Isn't that
what you want?
I want him to kiss me.
You gotta give
him something, Grace.
[karaoke music continues]
I have lip gloss.
Perfect.
[karaoke music continues]
How do I look?
Great.
[laughs]
[karaoke music continues]
[Grace] I want to
show you something.
It's just in here.
[Roshan clears throat]
[music plays in background,
"Single Malt Shop"
by The Good Boys]
[Grace] Uh... look.
You can see
our office from here.
[Roshan] Yeah?
[Grace] Count from that tower,
five floors up and three over.
-[Roshan chuckles]
-[Grace] That's you, right?
Yeah!
Yeah, it is.
[chuckles]
So, uh...
you and Carter Stone...?
We're just...
I don't know what we are.
I literally met him
a few hours ago.
Oh,
so you two aren't...?
No!
We're not, no.
[laughs]
Okay. [laughs]
Good.
I'm just...
I'm just gonna say it.
I like you.
[giggles]
Drinking a round
With my pals
Feeling blue
I'm drinking alone
With a shot
Where are you?
I'm drinking a round
With my pals
Feeling blue
I'm drinking alone
With a shot
[Roshan] Hm...
What?
Nothing. [laughs]
It's just... Um...
[upbeat music starts playing,
"Want What You Got"
by The Beaches]
Can you give me one second?
[laughs nervously]
Sure...
[loud music]
[Jennifer] Come dance!
Dance, Carter, dance!
Dance with me!
Woo!
[laughs]
Woo!
I'll be right back.
[door slams]
[Carter] Grace, what happened?
Nothing.
Nothing happened.
-Well, did you kiss him?
-Yes!
-So?
-I didn't feel anything.
Okay, so you guys
don't have chemistry.
-What's the big deal?
-I liked him!
Don't you get it?
Grace, it's one guy.
There's a million
guys out there.
Not for me.
I never like anyone!
Why did you bring them all here?
I thought
it'd be a great--
It's so easy for people
like you, Joni, Jennifer.
It's hard for me.
-I know.
-No, you don't.
Everyone pushes me
into these situations
and it just makes me feel...
more alone.
-[Carter] Grace.
-No, I'm going home.
Home?
You're going home
after all this?
-[Grace] Ugh!
-[elevator door chimes]
Fine, go home!
Run away again!
[elevator door closes]
[sighs heavily]
[door opens to music playing]
[door slams]
27 Crawford Street.
[music plays on the radio,
"Low Light" by Lydia Persaud]
It gets so lonely
Out here on my own...
Can you
change the station?
[taxi driver] Sure.
[switches station]
Thank you.
[man on radio] ...you know,
what's called self-help
or popular philosophy
and psychology,
where there's a kind of
fear of the political.
But I believe that human beings
are both private
and public beings.
You know, the Ancient Greeks
always thought we had
a public self
and a private self
and we needed to nurture
both these sides of us,
and I think we're lacking
collective consciousness
in everyday culture today,
to put it
in slightly abstract--
[Roshan] I don't get it.
I thought she liked me.
She said, "I like you,"
I think.
I'm sure she did.
[karaoke music
plays in the background]
Then what happened?
I don't know, man.
What do I do?
Dunno.
You like her?
Yeah.
No, I mean,
like, really like her.
'Cause women like Grace,
they see right through you.
If you really want her,
go get her.
You think
she's playing hard to get?
No, I think
she actually is hard to get.
[door unlocks]
[Grace sighs]
[sniffles]
[sighs heavily]
[sighs]
[exhales]
[knock on outside door]
[knocking continues]
[Grace whispering]
It's 3 in the morning!
-[Carter] It's me.
-Who?
[Carter] It's Carter.
Let me in!
No.
[Carter] Grace, it's freezing!
-[knocking loudly]
-What!
I think I woke
your neighbours up.
[Grace] Shh!
[sighs]
[whispering]
Sorry.
[whispering]
How'd you know where I live?
The first cab we took.
You told the driver
your address.
-You remembered that?
-Yeah.
Well, 27 is, like,
Niedermayer's number and, uh,
Crawford, like Corey Crawford.
-He was goalie for Chicago.
-Never mind.
Messy.
Didn't expect that.
What do you want?
Just wanted to
make sure you were okay.
I'm okay.
What's over here?
Bedroom.
Huh,
this is what I expected.
[door quietly shuts]
Jane Austen.
I knew it.
You have a view.
Not as good as yours.
[distant car driving by]
[Grace exhales]
[distant car driving by]
[distant car driving by]
[distant cars driving by]
[streetcar rumbles by]
[Carter exhales]
[solo jazz trumpet]
[alarm clock beeps]
[yawns]
[groggily]
Morning.
Did you sleep well?
For the 45 minutes
that I did sleep, it was great.
[Grace laughs]
Um...
Do you want some...
breakfast?
[cell phone buzzes]
For a second,
I almost forgot.
[sighs]
Chicago?
No, L.A.
Oh.
Is that good?
It's great.
Well, that's settled.
I have to get to work.
And you have to be in L.A.
in...?
[Carter] Tonight.
My flight's in a few hours.
Pearson?
Yeah, but I have to stop
at my hotel first, get my stuff.
What time do you start?
Soon.
I usually like to
get to work early.
Of course you do.
[laughs]
Come on, I gotta go.
[Marcus] You can't have
eggs without bacon.
[Joni] Cereal it is.
Grace, uh, Marcus
was just leaving.
[Marcus] I was?
It's okay.
Coffee?
Sure.
I-I'm gonna clean
all this up once he--
It's fine.
Look, Grace, I'm sorry
that I left you last night,
but we don't have to do this
whole passive-aggressive thing
this morn--
Morning.
Uh, who are you?
Coffee?
-Thanks.
-Yeah.
Grace, aren't you gonna
introduce us to your friend?
Holy shit,
you're Carter Stone!
You know him?
-[Marcus] He plays for Tampa.
-[Grace] Actually, L.A. now.
-Yeah.
-[Marcus] Really?
-Mm-hm!
-When'd that happen?
Uh, I'm confused.
Grace, I have to go.
My car is waiting.
Oh, okay.
Yeah!
Bye, Carter.
-Bye, Grace.
-[Grace laughs nervously]
Huh!
I can't believe it.
You did it!
It's nothing.
Grace, did you see
the way he looked at you?
-What?
-He's into you.
-Really into you!
-Ah!
He looks at everyone like that.
I don't think he does.
He's going to L.A.
So?
So, it was
just a one-time thing.
Grace, you're just gonna let
him go?
I'm gonna
be late for work.
Ugh, that's it?
I'll tell you
everything later.
Right now, I really have to go.
Why are you still here?
[music plays,
"Dove's Cry" by Ice Cream]
-[driver] Carter?
-Yeah.
The doors
Slide shut from the cold
They say
You can't find self-love
Through self-loathing
But a quick fix
Will do me just fine
A little tube, what have
I got to lose but my time?
My last hope...
Hey, you know what?
I'll get out here.
I'll just walk.
Feeling good,
Feeling bubbles pop
Dalton Hotel.
I'm going shopping, baby,
'Til I drop
Feeling good,
Feeling bubbles pop
Make 'em pop
For every teardrop
Feeling good,
Feeling bubbles pop
I'm going shopping, baby,
'Til I drop
Feeling good,
Feeling bubbles pop
Make 'em pop
For every teardrop
[lounge music in the background]
Good morning.
Welcome to the Dalton--
I need your help!
I'm looking for Carter Stone.
Is he still here?
I... I'm sorry, I can't
reveal guest information.
No, I know him.
He was in the, um...
Wellington Suite.
We spent the night together.
[gasps]
It's not what you think.
Actually, it is what you
think...
I just need to
tell him something.
Is he still here?
He checked out.
I'm sorry.
But if it helps,
we sent his gear to the airport.
Right, Pearson.
No, the Island Airport.
But you can't fly to
L.A. from the Island.
Island Airport,
as fast as you can.
Yup, I got it.
I'll be in Syracuse
in a couple hours.
Mm-hm.
Yeah, I'll call you then.
Dani, I gotta go.
What are you doing here?
Why didn't you tell me?
Didn't want to
make a big deal out of it.
It's the biggest deal.
Aw, Grace,
why'd you come here?
Last night, it wasn't just...
[sighs]
I like you, Carter.
I like you.
[chuckles]
I just wanted you to know that.
[laughs]
And...
Goodbye?
[chuckles]
Come here.
[Grace sighs deeply]
[music plays, "Peaches"
by Milk & Bone and Alex Lustig]
Dressing up for the party
A tie dye shirt
And too much jewellery
Lemonade and
Fuzzy Peaches
I've had enough
Of all these
Don't know the difference
Between right and wrong
I don't care, I wanna
Feel it all (feel it all)
Rosy cheeks
And pockets full of dreams
Let's pack a bag
And never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
We paint our faces
Like you've never seen
Yeah I know,
It's not even Halloween
Halloween
Don't give a fuck
About what they say
I turn around, say,
"Is my hair okay?"
You grab my hand
And whisper in my ear
"Baby, this is gonna
Be our year."
No matter what,
My heart is yours to take
Let's burn some shit
And plan our grand escape
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
[music fades to end]
[light music]
[music ends]
[solo jazz trumpet]
[solo jazz trumpet continues]
[solo jazz trumpet continues]
[solo jazz trumpet continues]
[indistinct chatter]
[approaching footsteps]
[knocks on door]
-Is now a good time?
-[woman] Um...
I wanted to follow up
about the associate position.
Right.
Take a seat, Grace.
I promise
I will not let you down.
You didn't get it, Grace.
Oh.
Why?
It's a client-facing position.
Mentoring, recruiting,
dealing with third-party
vendors who, let's face it,
can sometimes be
a pain in the ass.
And that's why I applied.
I'm ready for those challenges.
But you are more reserved,
Grace,
and sometimes that reserve
comes across as,
I don't know,
a little standoffish?
I'm... standoffish?
An HR associate
requires a particular skillset,
someone outgoing, approachable.
For the client to open up, you
have to also open yourself up.
I-I can do that.
I just need
the opportunity for it.
Grace, you are a valuable
member of the HR team.
I've been here
for three years, Claire.
I work hard.
Market analysis,
comps and benefits,
I know it like
the back of my hand.
I know you do, and there
is room for you to grow there.
I... [sighs]
I don't want to grow there.
I want to do those other things.
You're not ready
for those other things.
I can be outgoing.
I can be approachable.
Just give me the chance
and I'll show you!
Grace, we're not going
to hire you to make that change.
You need to make
that change first.
Shit, I'm late for an off-site.
Let's keep talking, okay?
A new back-office position
opens up in six months.
Management.
I think you'd be perfect for it.
Okay?
Okay.
[sighs]
[door lock beeps]
[man] Oh, Grace!
Oh, hey, Roshan.
Hey.
Um, I just wanted
to say thanks again.
You don't have to.
I gave you some
standard HR advice.
You landed that promotion
all on your own.
[Roshan] I told my dad
about it and he...
almost hugged me.
I think he was proud
or something. [chuckles]
I'm sure he was.
Yeah. Oh, listen,
we're going out for drinks
tonight to celebrate
if you want to come.
What?
Drinks. With me.
You in?
Oh. Um...
[chuckles nervously]
And Samir is coming
and some of the IT girls,
and I invited Jennifer.
Jennifer...
Nice.
[elevator door opens]
So you'll come?
Thanks, Roshan,
but I have plans.
Have fun.
[faintly] Bye!
[distant siren]
[footsteps]
[announcement] Next stop,
University Avenue,
St. Andrew Subway Station.
[rifling through purse]
[sniffling]
[man 1 laughs, off-screen]
There's no way
you could take that guy down.
-He's fucking huge!
-[man 2] I know,
what are you talking about?
[man 1] Honestly, the only
thing to do is you chip it and
you fuckin' go for it
'cause that guy's a
monster, man.
You're gonna get wrecked.
You should be scared.
[man 3] Carter!
-What's up, coach?
-[Coach inhales]
We're sendin' you down.
Yeah, right.
Really?
Yeah,
there's a car waiting for you.
Go back to the hotel.
Call your agent.
Here's your per diem.
No!
Carter.
Okay, I've been
a little off, but I'm good now.
No,
you're not playing tonight.
coach, you know me.
This is what I do!
-I bounce back every time!
Tonight I've been focused--
-Carter.
Carter, Carter!
Will you shut up?
We needed you to work harder.
You're a good player.
You really are.
Maybe you're back with us
next season, but...
we think this is
the best thing for ya.
The minors?
I gotta go to fucking Syracuse?
No, you gotta
clear waivers first.
Now, maybe it doesn't
take the full 24 hours.
Maybe another team
picks you up, but...
yeah, you gotta stay
in town for the night.
Cool.
So I just sit and wait around
until someone else decides
-the rest of my life?
-Look, Carter...
I was you once, okay?
I know how this feels.
Take care, son.
[man on radio]
Let's talk about Tampa Bay,
the team that proved
last year it doesn't matter
what you do
in the regular season as it's
a new year in the playoffs.
Hey, can you
change the station, bud?
[man on radio]
...against the Leafs--
[station switches]
[solo jazz trumpet on the radio]
[sighs heavily]
[humming to herself]
-[Grace] Joni, hey.
-Grace!
I told you I would
clean up the living room,
and I will.
Just relax already, okay?
Doing a pretty good
job cleaning up here.
[Joni exhales]
I got some leads on
a few apartments.
One of them is in the East End,
which sucks, but I'm trying.
I promise I wanna get off
your couch more than you do.
[Grace] I talked to Roshan.
Oh. Oh!
And?
Tell me what happened.
I think he likes Jennifer now,
so...
It doesn't matter.
They all went out after work
to celebrate his promotion.
Why didn't you go?
I'm not gonna tag along.
I'm not...
Grace, I love you,
but you do this all the time.
Just say yes
to something for once.
I say yes all the time!
-Do you?
-Yes.
What about that cute guy
that worked at your food court?
He worked at Subway.
Okay, um...
Charlie's friend.
The guy who spent
New Year's with us.
That guy?
He was a total player.
Your neighbour,
the comedian dude?
[Grace] He has a girlfriend.
But not at first.
And you totally liked him.
No, I just felt like
I always had to laugh
at his jokes.
This is what you do, Grace.
You like a guy, and then you
get to know him just long enough
to not like him anymore
so you don't have to date him.
Why would I date
a guy I don't like?
Because no guy is
ever good enough for Grace.
That's not true.
Really?
Go talk to that guy over there.
-No.
-Why not?
-Because he's a stranger.
-Exactly.
You don't know
anything about him.
For all you know, he could
be the love of your life.
I doubt it.
He has a ponytail.
[sighs loudly]
When are
you coming home?
Uh, in a bit,
but I'm going out after.
Where?
Tunnel.
Pass!
Of course you pass.
You always pass.
Look where it's gotten you,
in bed by 8:30 every night.
[sighs]
[exhales] Grace!
[sniffles]
[sighs heavily]
-Mr. Stone, you're back!
-[Carter] Hey, Lisa.
Uh, your gear just arrived.
Oh, perfect.
Just leave it there for now.
I think they made
a reservation for me.
Of course.
Let me check.
[lounge music in the background]
Here we go.
Deluxe suite, 10th floor.
Oh, that won't be necessary.
The team's covered the night.
Lisa,
what's the nicest suite?
Not the biggest, but the nicest.
Like, if you were to stay here,
which room would
you sleep in tonight?
The Wellington Suite
on 32.
The view is stunning.
Is it available?
[Lisa] Uh...
It is!
Perfect.
Upgrade me to that.
Oh, Mr. Stone, I--
First of all,
call me "Carter."
And second,
it's on the team's dime.
A drop in the ocean for them,
you know?
[phone ringing on other end]
[woman] Hi, you've reached
Dani Drake at Talent A.
Leave me a message.
Thanks.
[voicemail beeps]
Dani, I checked in.
Now what?
Call me back. [sighs]
[knocks on door]
[Joni] Grace?
I'm gonna go now.
I cleaned the living room.
You should come to Tunnel.
Thursdays are so much fun.
Grace?
Okay, bye.
[footsteps retreating]
[door shuts]
[Grace exhales]
[exhales]
[distant laughter]
[exhales]
[sighs in irritation]
[sighs]
Ugh...
[sighs]
[distant traffic sounds]
[Carter sighs]
[music plays at club,
"Jimmy Choo" by Ebhoni]
[indistinct chatter]
-[Grace] Hey.
-[gasps] Grace!
-I'm sorry about earlier.
-I don't care!
You're here!
I am so proud of you.
You're gonna have
so much fun tonight.
Now what, drinks?
-[Joni] Oh, he's here!
-Who?
Marcus.
Cute, right?
You invited me
to your hookup date?
No, no,
I invited you to find your own!
-I can't do this without you!
-[Marcus] Joni?
Marcus, hi!
-[Joni laughs]
-[Grace sighs in exasperation]
[indistinct chatter]
[bartender] Here you go.
[Lisa winces]
-[Lisa] Ah!
-Two waters.
So, how come
you're not with your team?
What?
[Lisa] How come you're
not with your team?
[man] Holy shit,
you're Carter Stone.
Hey, bud,
nice to meet you.
[man] Why didn't
you play tonight?
What happened?
You're fucking up
my whole hockey pool, man.
Hey, I'm just kidding.
Here, let me buy you a drink.
[Carter] Yeah, we're good.
Asshole!
[loud music
and indistinct chatter]
Hi.
-What?
-I said "Hi."
Oh. Hi.
You want another?
Um...
I have a boyfriend.
If he knew I was out
with you, he'd die.
Jealous type?
Oh, no, no, no,
he's the biggest hockey fan.
Right.
So I'm gonna go.
Are you alright by yourself?
-A-OK.
-[Lisa] Okay!
[indistinct chatter]
[R&B music plays,
"Won't Get Lonely"
by Notifi]
If somebody
Woulda told me
they would never
Love me
I wouldn't have
Wasted my time
Oh, all my time, oh
But I don't get lonely,
I don't get lonely
Roll one up
And I don't get lonely
I don't get lonely,
I don't get lonely
I don't get lonely,
Kill that slowly
[cell phone buzzes]
I won't mind
If you wanna get cozy
Girl, gonna show me...
Dani.
What?
Wait, wait!
-[bartender] There you are.
-[Grace] Thank you.
Hi!
How's it going?
Um, it's okay.
I got a drink.
Awesome.
Now, I'll totally stay
if you want me to.
What do you mean?
I'm really liking Marcus.
You met him
like seven seconds ago.
I know.
I just feel a connection.
I... want to
go home with him.
-Joni...
-It's just...
after Charlie, I, I...
just really need this
tonight... you know?
-Go.
-Really?
-Yeah.
-[Joni squeals]
-Give us two hours.
-Okay.
And then
you can come back.
-What?!
-He lives with his parents.
[Grace] Joni, you need
to find your own place.
I know, I know, I know!
Go...
Have sex.
-Be happy.
-[Joni squeals]
I love you. [laughs]
That lip gloss looks
great on you, by the way.
-Thank you.
-Bye!
-[Grace] What--
-[drink splashes]
[woman] Oh my God.
Hi, can we get,
um, some shots?
[Grace sighs]
[woman 2] Oh my God,
I want that drink!
Sorry, I just
don't know what to do here.
[distant laughter]
[Carter sighs]
Dani, I can't just sit around.
Dani, wait!
Wait! Fuck!
What?
Sorry,
I'm just having a bad night.
[Grace] Oh.
You going back in?
No.
Yeah, me neither.
Um...
Do you know if there's another
bar around here somewhere?
It's downtown.
There's bars everywhere.
Oh, yeah.
I'm not from here, so...
I'm not really
a bar person, sorry.
[Carter] That's okay.
[streetcar bell dings]
So, where are you heading now?
Home.
Well... sort of.
[taxi honks]
[Grace] Thanks.
27 Crawford Street.
Have a nice night.
[man] Hey, Carter!
We need to finish that
conversation, my friend.
-Where you goin'?
-Hey, what the hell?
-Drive.
-Excuse me!
Sorry, I have to
get away from that guy.
Uh, Dalton Hotel.
Sure. Just take my cab.
It's fine.
It's just around the corner.
Whatever.
Thanks.
[man on radio] It costs 7
to stand on
the meridian line.
-[woman on radio] Is this a...
-[Carter sighs]
[man on radio] Well, I just
thought it was quite ironic
that you said it was 7
to stand on the line
which runs
from the north pole
to the south pole.
I thought, "I could probably
go and find
a different bit of line
to stand on for nothing.'"
[woman on radio] I probably
accidentally stood on it
at some point tonight.
[man on radio] You probably
owe that guy 7.
[woman on radio laughs]
[taxi driver] Dalton Hotel.
Goodnight.
[car door shuts]
[taxi driver] Crawford Street,
right?
Um...
I'll get out here.
Are you okay?
I, um...
I-I dunno.
I just can't go home right now.
My best friend's having her
weekly sexathon on my couch
and now I'm homeless
for the next two hours.
The old sock
on the doorknob, huh?
[distant siren]
I guess I can't
stay out here all night.
I guess
we could grab a drink and--
Sure, let's go in!
This is your room?
Yeah, they upgraded me.
What do you do?
-Well, I, uh--
-Never mind.
I don't wanna know.
[Carter] What do
you want to drink?
[Grace] Um...
What's over here?
[Carter] Uh, a bedroom?
That view is...
Yeah, I know.
[distant traffic sounds]
[Grace sighs]
This okay?
Mm-hm.
[Carter] Sure?
Yes.
A-OK.
-[Carter] Hmm?
-[Grace] Hmm?
Oh, no, keep going.
Okay.
[Grace] Oh, hold on.
You can continue.
[heavy breathing]
Um...
What should I, um...
-Hmm?
-Hmm?
Uh-huh...
It feels good.
-Okay.
-[both laugh]
[kissing]
Um, it's just I...
I've never done this,
but it feels-- what should I...
[Carter] What?
Hmm? What?
What did you say?
It feels good?
Before that.
I've never done this.
Define "this."
This.
I've never done this.
You've never had sex?
Um... I-I have to go!
[Carter] Wait...
Um...
Sorry, uh--
No, wait.
Did...?
[door slams]
[traffic sounds]
[Carter] Hey!
Wait!
[Grace breathing shakily]
Are you okay?
This night has been
one humiliation after another.
I don't even know
where I'm going.
[Carter] Want to go home?
I'll take you home.
Home!
I can't even go home.
[sighs]
I just want this night to end.
Let's go grab a drink.
Alright?
I mean, I'm sure there's...
somewhere around here
we could go.
I'm not from here
so I don't know, but...
I could use a drink too.
[laughs]
Okay.
Yeah?
Okay?
Um...
That way?
[car honks]
[Carter] I'm Carter, by the way.
[Grace] Grace.
[subdued jazz plays in bar]
[indistinct chatter]
[Carter] You think
they still have food?
[Grace] It says
the kitchen's closed.
[bartender] What can I get you?
[Grace] Uh, a house red?
[Carter] I'll have a pilsner.
You still have food?
[bartender] Sorry,
kitchen just closed.
[Carter] Ah, no one
needs to cook anything.
Just chips, crackers?
We're both kind of
having a rough night.
[bartender] Let me
see what I can do.
[Carter] Beautiful.
Thanks, man.
[subdued jazz continues]
So, Grace...
What do you do?
I'm an HR adviser.
Hm.
[Grace] What do you do?
Sales.
Where are you from?
Here.
You?
Montreal, originally.
[subdued jazz continues]
-[indistinct chatter]
-[cutlery clinking]
How have you
never had sex?
Shh, tell the whole bar,
why don't you?
[bartender] Sorry,
this is all I have left.
-Good for you, Grace?
-Sure!
-[Carter] Thanks, man.
-[bartender] Yeah.
I don't want
to talk about it.
Okay.
We're not talking about it.
[stale burger crunches]
You wouldn't understand.
Try me.
I honestly want to know.
Would you say
most people have...
eaten a hamburger?
Yeah...?
Some people
eat one a week.
Some have two a week.
Exactly,
and some have never had one,
and that's me.
So is it, like...
a religious thing?
Like you don't eat beef?
No, I eat beef.
Maybe you're
more of a salad person.
You prefer, you know...
salads?
No.
I want a burger,
I've just never had...
the full burger.
I just think you need
to do it and get it over with.
What do you think I was
trying to do ten minutes ago?
Obviously,
I can't have just any burger.
Maybe the first
one needs to be--
It doesn't
need to be anything.
Huh!
I don't want my first burger
to be some... mini slider
like the last thing
from the kitchen.
Yeah, okay.
And I'm not having
some greasy drive-through one
after a drunken night
at the club.
Those can sometimes
be pretty great.
Not for my first.
[chuckles]
I don't know,
maybe I've waited too long
and now it's too late
to find the right burger.
[sighs deeply]
[subdued jazz continues]
How old are you?
I'm 27.
-Grace,
you need to have sex.
-[Grace] Why?
Who made the rule that
you have to do it before 27?
Just because
everyone else does it
doesn't mean we all have to.
You're right.
It's cool you're okay with it.
Well,
I'm not okay with it.
High school?
I went
to an all-girls school.
University?
It was more trouble
than it was worth back then.
How?
In first year,
my roommate,
she would get
into all these flings.
So much drama.
I swear, I spent half
the year in the library
when she was having sex,
and the other half
being her therapist
the next morning.
Well, she's probably
married with seven kids by now.
No, she's having sex
on my couch.
Oh.
[laughs]
Really, though?
Nothing all through university?
Between classes
and taking care of Joni,
it was a full-time job.
[Carter] Okay, but that was
what, six, seven years ago?
Nothing since then?
Not one guy?
I've dated, Carter,
it's just--
[Carter] Just what?
I'm an only child.
I'm reserved.
It takes longer.
Come on.
Guys don't like me.
Of course they do.
No, I'm not the girl
who gets picked up at the bar.
Meet someone
somewhere else then.
But I don't.
It never happens for me.
[exhales]
Maybe you're too picky.
-[Grace] So I lower my
standards?
-No.
But what are your standards?
Can any guy even reach them?
I'm not gonna
settle for just any guy.
Hmm.
What?
I don't know, maybe...
Maybe you think you're
better than everyone?
Maybe that's why
you've never had sex.
[exhales]
What do you do again?
Sales.
So, tonight has been...
Weird.
I was going
to say "unexpected."
Yeah.
I mean, that's what I meant.
Well, I'm that way.
Oh...
Bye, Carter.
Bye, Grace.
Thanks for the drinks.
Sure.
Hey!
Are you still hungry?
How much
older do I look?
-30?
-30?
You think I look 30?
It's a compliment.
Not when
you're 25, it isn't.
Pssh!
At least people don't
think you're a teenager.
When I wear a hoodie and jeans,
I look like
a high school student.
Oh, so that's why
you dress like you're 40?
I work in an office.
I need to look professional.
Yeah,
I bet you fold up your clothes
in neat little piles at night
before you go to bed too.
Well, clearly,
you fling yours across the room
and step on them
the next morning.
My stuff's crammed
into a carry-on all day.
-What's the point?
-[Grace laughs]
Hotels have irons.
No.
Who irons a hoodie?
[Grace] What exactly
do you sell?
[Carter] Sports equipment.
Helmets, shoulder pads,
wrist guards,
mouthpieces, jockstraps.
-Sweat-absorbent pants are
great.
-[Grace] Okay, okay!
-[Carter] They're revolutionary.
-[Grace] Sorry I asked.
[Grace] And look, we're here.
[Carter] Great, I hate walking.
[Grace laughs]
I told you,
guys don't like me.
-Thank you.
-[Carter] Thanks.
[traditional Chinese music
plays in restaurant]
No,
I think we determined
that you don't like guys.
I like guys.
It just rarely happens.
Okay, how about
the first guy you liked, ever?
Can you remember that?
It's dumb.
-I don't think he counts.
-Yes, he does.
Tell me.
What happened?
I was, um,
I dunno, 14, on the bus.
Not a school bus,
just a regular bus.
Wearing
your school uniform?
Yes.
[laughs]
And I was sitting
at the back reading a book.
Jane Austen?
Can I tell
my own story here?
Sorry, go ahead.
So, the bus stops
and all these boys get on,
teenagers my age,
and of course
they head to the back.
I keep my eyes on my book,
but I can hear them all.
Um, then this one boy,
he sits next to me.
And you know when you sit
next to someone on the bus
and your arms touch,
like here to here?
Yeah.
That's what
happened to us.
Our arms touched.
[laughs]
And usually
you move away, you know?
But we didn't.
We just sat there,
side by side, close.
Then what?
Then the
bus stops and...
they all get off,
including the boy.
What do you mean?
What'd you do?
Nothing.
I didn't talk to him.
I didn't even look at him.
Not once?
Not even when he
got off the bus?
No, I just...
I didn't.
I don't know why.
Grace, what the fuck?
I know!
Why did I do that?
Yeah,
the first thing you should do
is make eye contact.
I mean,
if he said something to me
I would have looked at him.
No, you could
have said something.
What was I going to say?
Anything!
"Hi, hello, I like you."
He would have
looked at me like I was crazy.
But you liked him?
I mean, I... I...
No, I don't know.
Okay...
Some guy sat next
to you on the bus.
Yeah.
And you felt something?
Did you or didn't you?
I was 14.
I don't...
-I did.
-Mm-hm.
I felt something.
I bet he liked you too.
-I think he did.
-Mm-hm.
It's funny, I always
thought that was a nice story.
Pfft, but it really isn't!
It's actually kinda sad.
If you would
have just looked at him
and said something,
who knows
what could have happened.
[Carter] Where is this place?
[Grace] You're so impatient.
Well, you've tricked me
into doing more walking.
-Oh, we're close!
-I see your ways.
It's a yellow door
with bars on it.
With bars on it?
Where are you taking me?
You'll like it.
I haven't been in a while,
but you'll like it.
Okay, well, it's cold.
This isn't cold.
You're from Montreal.
Well, I haven't
lived there in years.
Where do you live now?
Down south.
Down south,
like South Carolina?
Eh, more south.
South... Dakota?
Mm-mm.
-South... Asia?
-Uh-uh.
South America?
South Africa?
-South-- Korea!
-Ha!
What?
Um. Somewhere
in between all that.
South Sudan?
Florida.
Oh!
-What's that like?
-Mm, it's humid.
-Hmm!
-Uh, Mickey Mouse.
-Retirement homes.
-Yes.
Uh, alligators.
Oranges.
-Palm trees, beaches.
-Miami.
Yeah, all that.
All that stuff.
So, is Florida
a big sports equipment hub
type of place?
Oh, is that it,
"Replies"?
[bicycle bell rings]
[music, "Love Came Here"
by Lhasa de Sela]
There is no end
To this story
No final blow
Or glory
Love came here
And never left
Now that my heart
Is open
It can't be closed
Or broken
[muffled music plays out in bar]
[text typing sounds]
[Grace] Why do you like
sitting at the bar?
[Carter] It's
comfortable, casual,
easier to get close
to a girl when I'm out.
Original.
I'm at a bar.
Where else would I sit?
At a table.
The chairs are more comfortable.
My feet touch the ground.
You can talk and have
an actual conversation
about something real.
What?
It's too loud at the bar.
I don't want to have to compete
with the music and the people.
Well, that's
when you get closer.
You can lean in, whisper
in her ear, smell her perfume.
I could read her body language
better when I'm at the bar.
So it's all about you?
No.
I like the table.
You can look someone in the eye.
Hmm, but there's
a physical barrier between us.
When we sit across
from each other,
I feel like
I'm in an interview.
At the bar, I have
to keep turning my head.
It's annoying.
Okay, what's going on?
You tell me.
Okay.
You win.
The table is better.
"Carter Stone is
a professional hockey player.
He plays centre for Tampa Bay."
That's you, right?
You're not in sales.
I told you the biggest
secret of my life
and you couldn't tell me
you're a hockey player?
What--
Carter!
Seriously, Carter!
I don't care if
you're a hockey player.
Good, 'cause I'm not.
I don't understand.
Hey, Carter!
I was sent down
today, okay?
Okay!
Tampa dropped me.
I'm on waivers, and if another
team doesn't pick me up
in the next 12 hours,
tomorrow I get on
a plane to Syracuse.
Fuck Syracuse!
I can't play in the minors.
Why not?
Is that bad?
Grace, I was fired.
[sighs]
Technically, it sounds
like you were demoted.
But I... I understand.
There's
nothing I can do.
Let's go.
Where?
Just come on.
Come on!
[man over PA] The rink's
closing in 15 minutes.
Please return your rentals
to the front desk.
Rentals to the front desk.
Come on, Carter.
-Hurry up!
-[Carter] This is stupid.
So what you
do is stupid?
[Carter] What I do
isn't figure skating
in the middle of the night.
Yeah,
figure skating is ten times
more entertaining than hockey.
[Carter] Really?
A bunch of dudes
trying to get a piece of rubber
into a net?
What's the big deal?
You're
gonna hurt yourself.
Are you coming or not?
Not.
Whoa, whoa...
Ah!
Do you even
know how to skate?
Whoa, oh my God.
Whoa...
-Grace?
-Whoa, oh my God.
Whoa!
Gotcha.
Bye.
Oh,
you're like the only guy
who doesn't want
to talk about hockey.
Everywhere else, men won't
shut up about it, but you...
Come on, tell me.
What's the big deal?
I wanna know.
I have not been on
a rink like this in a long time.
How'd you get into it?
My dad.
He loved hockey.
Mom didn't tell me much about
him, she just told me that.
He loved hockey.
You didn't know him?
He left when I was two.
When I was a kid, I thought,
"Maybe if I play and get really
good and make it to the pros,
maybe he sees me, maybe..."
[sighs]
You know, "Maybe I meet him."
Did you?
Nope.
Don't move.
-What?
-Don't move!
Why?
What--
[gasps]
[Grace] Show-off.
You didn't answer my question.
[Carter sighs]
What the big deal
about hockey is?
I dunno.
I just love it.
I'm an HR adviser.
I can help you.
I think this is
beyond the scope of HR.
You don't know HR.
Grace, I hate to
break this to you but, uh,
no one knows HR.
-[Carter] Come here!
-[Grace] Carter, no!
No!
Carter!
Oh my God!
[screams]
-[Carter laughs]
-[Grace] Carter, Carter!
[screams]
Carter!
[Carter] You're saying
to drop you?
[Grace] No!
[door lock beeps]
Fancy.
[Grace] Don't touch anything.
[door lock beeps]
I'm just over here.
Let me get you a chair.
We can start with
a DISC assessment.
Myers-Briggs is ideal
but too long.
DISC is short but reliable.
We just need to--
Get out of there!
[Carter] Look at this view!
[Grace] No,
you can't be in there!
-[Carter] Why not?
-[Grace] That's my boss's
office.
[Carter] Oh, he's not here.
[Grace] She.
[Carter] She's not here, either.
[Grace] Oh--
[sighs]
You can't sit there!
[Carter] Well, I just did.
[Grace] Do you want me
to help you or not?
[Carter] Yeah, help me.
What's in here?
Uh, hello.
[Grace] Ugh!
Okay, get off!
[Grace sighs]
What?
Try it.
You know you want to.
[Grace chuckles]
-[Grace] Interesting.
-What?
Your position sounds like
it has very dominant qualities,
but according to this assessment
your behavioural tendencies
lean more towards
private analytical traits.
Accuracy is your strength.
Meaning...?
Are you sure you're
supposed to play centre?
Yes,
I'm supposed to play centre.
I've always played centre.
Okay, I'm just
interpreting the results.
Okay, well, let's
interpret something else.
[Grace] Let's go back
to your options.
-[Carter sighs]
-What are they?
One, you get picked by another
team and stay in the NHL
or, two, you get sent
down for the minors
and play for Syracuse.
Now, both options
have their advantages--
There's a third option.
Oh, okay, great.
What is it?
I quit.
You'd quit?
You asked
for all the options.
That's an option.
No, you're right.
Three, quit.
So what's your least
desirable option,
the one you absolutely
do not want to do?
I think
it's pretty obvious.
Right,
number two, Syracuse.
[Carter sighs deeply]
Let's talk about it
in general terms.
I really don't want to.
What does
going to Syracuse entail?
Less money?
Less prestige?
Less high-level play?
Less everything.
Oh, I forgot something.
Why do you think you're being
sent down in the first place?
Because
they think I suck.
Do you?
-Carter.
-Grace.
[opens bottle]
[pouring liquor]
[puts bottle down]
[distant siren]
I guess maybe
I'm not working hard enough.
Why?
We travel a lot.
It's stressful.
Can't always stay focused.
But everyone's
travelling.
Not all players get sent down.
And you're taken care of.
I mean, how stressful is it
to stay in five-star hotels
and fly private jets?
You don't even have a family.
You have none of those stresses.
I thought this was
supposed to make me feel better.
Why...
Why has your game deteriorated?
Pressure.
Where is
the pressure coming from?
-Everyone.
-Name them, who?
[Carter sighs]
My coach, my team, the fans.
I don't know.
Your dad?
I don't
even know my dad.
But he's the reason
you started playing, right?
You feel like you have to
live up to his expectations?
That's pressure.
You play and he doesn't show up,
so you play harder.
You keep going.
You make it to the NHL,
but where is he?
Nowhere.
No matter
how good you are,
he never shows up,
you'll never meet him.
That's why
I stopped trying.
Yeah.
[sighs]
I don't know.
[Grace sighs]
You did something
so few people do.
You found something you love
and played it
to the highest level.
Do you know how many people
dream of doing a tenth of that?
But, Carter, you did.
You went all the way,
and all you have to do
is do it again,
but don't do it for anyone else.
Do it for yourself.
This suits you.
What?
This.
Here.
You.
It suits you.
I should put this back.
[desk drawer closes]
-Whoa.
-What?
A message from my
agent.
Chicago is circling.
That good?
Yeah, it means
they might want me.
I'll know in a few hours.
-That's great.
-Yeah.
Okay, can we get
out of here now?
Yeah, Joni's sexathon
must be over by now.
[Carter sighs]
[elevator door chimes]
[chatter and laughter]
-[Grace] Roshan!
-Grace!
What are you--
what are you doing here?
Uh, last call's over,
the office was closed,
-so we thought...
-Work party!
[laughing]
Um, you guys
can't party here.
Roshan, you know that.
There's
nowhere else for us to go.
I have a hotel room.
Full bar.
-Everything's paid for.
-[Jennifer] Yes!
Yes! Roshan?
I'd... be into that idea.
[giggles] Ooh!
[Jennifer] Yeah, no, let's go!
[woman] Yeah, yeah!
Holy shit,
you're Carter Stone!
[Jennifer] Oh my God,
look at this place!
-[Samir] Yes.
-[Jennifer] It's so fancy!
[Samir] Yeah,
it's nice, it's nice.
[Jennifer] It's very nice.
-[Roshan] This is beautiful.
-[door closes]
[whispering]
I can't believe you!
[whispering] What?
You like him.
Who?
Stop fighting it.
He likes you too.
[Jennifer] Oh my God.
Oh my God, there's karaoke mics!
-[woman] No way!
-[Jennifer] There's karaoke
mics.
Everyone is doing karaoke.
Everyone.
-[Roshan] Okay, okay.
-[Jennifer] You, you, everyone!
-[Roshan] All been told.
-[Jennifer] Pick one.
[whispering]
What should I do?
[whispering]
You start by having fun.
Go.
[karaoke, "All Through
the Night" by Cyndi Lauper
starting]
[Roshan & Jennifer singing]
All through the night
I'll be awake
I'll be with you
All through the night
[woman] Oh my God,
they're so good!
[woman 2] Sing it, baby!
[Roshan & Jennifer singing]
This precious time
When time is new
Oh, all through
The night today
Knowing that
We feel the same
[Grace sighs] Okay,
what do I do now with Roshan?
You get him alone.
[Grace] How?
You ask him.
Carter, I need
step-by-step instructions here.
Well, you didn't need 'em with
me.
Yeah,
and look how that turned out!
Um,
take him to the bedroom.
Show him the view.
But it's the
same view as out here.
Ohh!
I get it.
Then what?
You kiss him.
[exhales]
I can't do that!
[Carter] Isn't that
what you want?
I want him to kiss me.
You gotta give
him something, Grace.
[karaoke music continues]
I have lip gloss.
Perfect.
[karaoke music continues]
How do I look?
Great.
[laughs]
[karaoke music continues]
[Grace] I want to
show you something.
It's just in here.
[Roshan clears throat]
[music plays in background,
"Single Malt Shop"
by The Good Boys]
[Grace] Uh... look.
You can see
our office from here.
[Roshan] Yeah?
[Grace] Count from that tower,
five floors up and three over.
-[Roshan chuckles]
-[Grace] That's you, right?
Yeah!
Yeah, it is.
[chuckles]
So, uh...
you and Carter Stone...?
We're just...
I don't know what we are.
I literally met him
a few hours ago.
Oh,
so you two aren't...?
No!
We're not, no.
[laughs]
Okay. [laughs]
Good.
I'm just...
I'm just gonna say it.
I like you.
[giggles]
Drinking a round
With my pals
Feeling blue
I'm drinking alone
With a shot
Where are you?
I'm drinking a round
With my pals
Feeling blue
I'm drinking alone
With a shot
[Roshan] Hm...
What?
Nothing. [laughs]
It's just... Um...
[upbeat music starts playing,
"Want What You Got"
by The Beaches]
Can you give me one second?
[laughs nervously]
Sure...
[loud music]
[Jennifer] Come dance!
Dance, Carter, dance!
Dance with me!
Woo!
[laughs]
Woo!
I'll be right back.
[door slams]
[Carter] Grace, what happened?
Nothing.
Nothing happened.
-Well, did you kiss him?
-Yes!
-So?
-I didn't feel anything.
Okay, so you guys
don't have chemistry.
-What's the big deal?
-I liked him!
Don't you get it?
Grace, it's one guy.
There's a million
guys out there.
Not for me.
I never like anyone!
Why did you bring them all here?
I thought
it'd be a great--
It's so easy for people
like you, Joni, Jennifer.
It's hard for me.
-I know.
-No, you don't.
Everyone pushes me
into these situations
and it just makes me feel...
more alone.
-[Carter] Grace.
-No, I'm going home.
Home?
You're going home
after all this?
-[Grace] Ugh!
-[elevator door chimes]
Fine, go home!
Run away again!
[elevator door closes]
[sighs heavily]
[door opens to music playing]
[door slams]
27 Crawford Street.
[music plays on the radio,
"Low Light" by Lydia Persaud]
It gets so lonely
Out here on my own...
Can you
change the station?
[taxi driver] Sure.
[switches station]
Thank you.
[man on radio] ...you know,
what's called self-help
or popular philosophy
and psychology,
where there's a kind of
fear of the political.
But I believe that human beings
are both private
and public beings.
You know, the Ancient Greeks
always thought we had
a public self
and a private self
and we needed to nurture
both these sides of us,
and I think we're lacking
collective consciousness
in everyday culture today,
to put it
in slightly abstract--
[Roshan] I don't get it.
I thought she liked me.
She said, "I like you,"
I think.
I'm sure she did.
[karaoke music
plays in the background]
Then what happened?
I don't know, man.
What do I do?
Dunno.
You like her?
Yeah.
No, I mean,
like, really like her.
'Cause women like Grace,
they see right through you.
If you really want her,
go get her.
You think
she's playing hard to get?
No, I think
she actually is hard to get.
[door unlocks]
[Grace sighs]
[sniffles]
[sighs heavily]
[sighs]
[exhales]
[knock on outside door]
[knocking continues]
[Grace whispering]
It's 3 in the morning!
-[Carter] It's me.
-Who?
[Carter] It's Carter.
Let me in!
No.
[Carter] Grace, it's freezing!
-[knocking loudly]
-What!
I think I woke
your neighbours up.
[Grace] Shh!
[sighs]
[whispering]
Sorry.
[whispering]
How'd you know where I live?
The first cab we took.
You told the driver
your address.
-You remembered that?
-Yeah.
Well, 27 is, like,
Niedermayer's number and, uh,
Crawford, like Corey Crawford.
-He was goalie for Chicago.
-Never mind.
Messy.
Didn't expect that.
What do you want?
Just wanted to
make sure you were okay.
I'm okay.
What's over here?
Bedroom.
Huh,
this is what I expected.
[door quietly shuts]
Jane Austen.
I knew it.
You have a view.
Not as good as yours.
[distant car driving by]
[Grace exhales]
[distant car driving by]
[distant car driving by]
[distant cars driving by]
[streetcar rumbles by]
[Carter exhales]
[solo jazz trumpet]
[alarm clock beeps]
[yawns]
[groggily]
Morning.
Did you sleep well?
For the 45 minutes
that I did sleep, it was great.
[Grace laughs]
Um...
Do you want some...
breakfast?
[cell phone buzzes]
For a second,
I almost forgot.
[sighs]
Chicago?
No, L.A.
Oh.
Is that good?
It's great.
Well, that's settled.
I have to get to work.
And you have to be in L.A.
in...?
[Carter] Tonight.
My flight's in a few hours.
Pearson?
Yeah, but I have to stop
at my hotel first, get my stuff.
What time do you start?
Soon.
I usually like to
get to work early.
Of course you do.
[laughs]
Come on, I gotta go.
[Marcus] You can't have
eggs without bacon.
[Joni] Cereal it is.
Grace, uh, Marcus
was just leaving.
[Marcus] I was?
It's okay.
Coffee?
Sure.
I-I'm gonna clean
all this up once he--
It's fine.
Look, Grace, I'm sorry
that I left you last night,
but we don't have to do this
whole passive-aggressive thing
this morn--
Morning.
Uh, who are you?
Coffee?
-Thanks.
-Yeah.
Grace, aren't you gonna
introduce us to your friend?
Holy shit,
you're Carter Stone!
You know him?
-[Marcus] He plays for Tampa.
-[Grace] Actually, L.A. now.
-Yeah.
-[Marcus] Really?
-Mm-hm!
-When'd that happen?
Uh, I'm confused.
Grace, I have to go.
My car is waiting.
Oh, okay.
Yeah!
Bye, Carter.
-Bye, Grace.
-[Grace laughs nervously]
Huh!
I can't believe it.
You did it!
It's nothing.
Grace, did you see
the way he looked at you?
-What?
-He's into you.
-Really into you!
-Ah!
He looks at everyone like that.
I don't think he does.
He's going to L.A.
So?
So, it was
just a one-time thing.
Grace, you're just gonna let
him go?
I'm gonna
be late for work.
Ugh, that's it?
I'll tell you
everything later.
Right now, I really have to go.
Why are you still here?
[music plays,
"Dove's Cry" by Ice Cream]
-[driver] Carter?
-Yeah.
The doors
Slide shut from the cold
They say
You can't find self-love
Through self-loathing
But a quick fix
Will do me just fine
A little tube, what have
I got to lose but my time?
My last hope...
Hey, you know what?
I'll get out here.
I'll just walk.
Feeling good,
Feeling bubbles pop
Dalton Hotel.
I'm going shopping, baby,
'Til I drop
Feeling good,
Feeling bubbles pop
Make 'em pop
For every teardrop
Feeling good,
Feeling bubbles pop
I'm going shopping, baby,
'Til I drop
Feeling good,
Feeling bubbles pop
Make 'em pop
For every teardrop
[lounge music in the background]
Good morning.
Welcome to the Dalton--
I need your help!
I'm looking for Carter Stone.
Is he still here?
I... I'm sorry, I can't
reveal guest information.
No, I know him.
He was in the, um...
Wellington Suite.
We spent the night together.
[gasps]
It's not what you think.
Actually, it is what you
think...
I just need to
tell him something.
Is he still here?
He checked out.
I'm sorry.
But if it helps,
we sent his gear to the airport.
Right, Pearson.
No, the Island Airport.
But you can't fly to
L.A. from the Island.
Island Airport,
as fast as you can.
Yup, I got it.
I'll be in Syracuse
in a couple hours.
Mm-hm.
Yeah, I'll call you then.
Dani, I gotta go.
What are you doing here?
Why didn't you tell me?
Didn't want to
make a big deal out of it.
It's the biggest deal.
Aw, Grace,
why'd you come here?
Last night, it wasn't just...
[sighs]
I like you, Carter.
I like you.
[chuckles]
I just wanted you to know that.
[laughs]
And...
Goodbye?
[chuckles]
Come here.
[Grace sighs deeply]
[music plays, "Peaches"
by Milk & Bone and Alex Lustig]
Dressing up for the party
A tie dye shirt
And too much jewellery
Lemonade and
Fuzzy Peaches
I've had enough
Of all these
Don't know the difference
Between right and wrong
I don't care, I wanna
Feel it all (feel it all)
Rosy cheeks
And pockets full of dreams
Let's pack a bag
And never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
We paint our faces
Like you've never seen
Yeah I know,
It's not even Halloween
Halloween
Don't give a fuck
About what they say
I turn around, say,
"Is my hair okay?"
You grab my hand
And whisper in my ear
"Baby, this is gonna
Be our year."
No matter what,
My heart is yours to take
Let's burn some shit
And plan our grand escape
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Never come back
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
Don't look back
I wanna live it all
[music fades to end]