All's Fair (2025) s01e07 Episode Script

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[gentle music playing]
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You really do need a manicure.
Still gorgeous though.
[gentle music continues]
[switch clicks]
[people chattering indistinctly]
[Emerald] So, Allura's covering
the Mansfield deposition.
I'll cover the Patel
custody hearing, and, Liberty,
did you look over Dina's counter
offer for the Kaplan case?
-Ms. Ronson, you care to join
us today? -[cell phone chimes]
Oh, sorry. I was
I don't I was just thinking
how wrong it is
to have Dina be alone
at a time like this.
Well, when I
talked to her last night,
that's what she said she wanted,
so
[Allura] Yeah, she said
the same to me too.
And I understand it. I do.
It's sort of how I felt too.
Well, did you lose your husband
of 40 years
and I slept through it?
[chuckles] I'm not saying
that my divorce is anything
like what she's going through,
but it's still a loss.
So, hold on a second. You
both spoke to her last night?
I tried to call,
and her maid answered
and said she's indisposed.
-Click. -I'm sure she
appreciated your call.
Huh.
Don't go there, Lib.
What? Go where?
To your awful, terrible,
very bad, insecure place.
I'm fine.
Okay.
Yeah, I guess, I guess I just feel like
I'll never be part of this
American sisterhood
thing you guys got.
You cannot be serious.
Well, it's true.
No matter how long I live here,
I've always felt like an
outsider, even with you guys.
[Allura/Emerald] You've
gotta be fucking kidding me!
[laughing] Okay. Really?
So, explain to me why you
scheduled your divorce mediation
on the exact day that you knew
I had to be across town
stuck in that arbitration.
What if Chase had won and walked off
with half the firm, our firm?
I had a right to be there.
I told you, it was Carr.
She refused to reschedule.
And you know we want you there.
You're not just a partner.
You're our sister.
Hmm. Just feels like sometimes
the people who are supposed
to love you most
are the ones who
make you feel left out.
Look, Dina's not
not talking to you
because of something personal.
So stop, okay?
-She loves you.
-[sighs]
[Emerald] And this is not about
what we think she needs.
It's about what she asked for.
And I think we owe it to her
to respect that. Don't you?
♪♪
[engine rumbling]
[Liberty] Ah! I guess news travels fast
when you have a fleet of flying monkeys.
Well, if it isn't
Mary Poppins' evil twin.
Where is your umbrella?
Still stuck up your ass?
What are you even doing here?
Did, uh, someone leave the
gates open at the trailer park?
Funny. And you?
Couldn't resist the chance
to fake being nice, huh?
Do you practice that resting
bitch face in the mirror,
or is that your
only God-given talent?
[chuckles] Poor Carr.
Ever since we refused
to let you join the firm,
you've been sniffing around
like a bitch in heat.
And now you're
sucking up to Dina
thinking that's your way in.
Well, sorry to say, but we have
the final say, not Dina.
So, save your energy
for something more realistic,
like dry humping
someone else's leg.
Dina was my mentor long before
you emigrated here
with your Downton Abbey accent
and started
scooping up good legal jobs
for perfectly capable Americans.
Mm, I was
recruited. You were rejected.
-Try not to choke on it.
-Eat my ass.
-Hello.
-Good afternoon, Isabella.
It's Esperanza.
Mrs. Standish does not wish
to be disturbed.
Oh, that's alright. I was
just dropping something off.
It's a shepherd's pie.
Home-baked, of course.
My mother's recipe.
Practically medicinal.
I've had it, and you're right.
It tastes like something
you'd serve at a hospital.
I, on the other hand,
brought a beautiful baked ziti.
Compliments of
Richard Irving at The Ivy.
I'll take them to her.
Oh, that's alright.
I'll just pop it in the kitchen.
Thank you, lovely.
I apologize for her lack
of manners, Esmeralda.
-Esperanza.
-Whatever.
[door closes]
[Liberty and Carrington
arguing indistinctly]
Oh. Dina, forgive me.
I couldn't stay away.
[Carrington] Oh.
I see. We're hugging.
Well, bring it in. 'Scuse me.
-Oh.
-Thank you.
[Liberty] So, I brought you my
mother's famous shepherd's pie.
Home-baked, of course.
I just wanted to make sure
you were eating,
and I don't think
you should be alone right now.
Grief is a heavy burden, even
for someone as strong as you.
Which is why I
brought ziti from The Ivy.
'Cause nothing says comfort
like outsourcing.
Dougie taught me how to make
a perfect omelette.
Thank you both
for your casseroles.
But I'm going to eat this.
It's what I want.
[Liberty] But it's not healthy
to shut everyone out.
Doug wouldn't
want you to be alone.
I'm not alone. I'm with him.
He's upstairs.
-Uh upstairs?
-Still?
Well, you're welcome to come up
if you'd like and see him.
Come on, baby.
♪♪
What the fuck?
No, excuse me. No, no.
-Just a minute.
-No, you just a minute.
Come in. He won't bite.
No, of course not,
'cause he's, well, you know
-Dead.
-[Liberty sighs]
At peace.
Oh, gosh.
You know how much I love you,
right, Dina?
And how I'm the pragmatic one.
Out of all of us, I've always
been the pragmatic daughter.
You always say that, right?
Please don't lecture me,
Liberty. Not now.
No, no. Of course not. I just
This [sighs]
This isn't healthy
to have him still here.
It's not normal. You know that,
right?
Oh, honey, I'm concerned.
Why don't you let
me make some calls,
and I'll help
facilitate the interment,
so you can begin
your healing process.
[sighs]
Doug was Scotch-Irish.
This is what they do.
They've done it
for hundreds of years.
It's called a wake.
He hasn't been here a week.
It's just been a day
and he's not decomposing,
and I'm not in
danger of losing my mind.
Oh, God.
I really get it.
Reminds me of my pussy.
My kitty cat who
died when I was five.
Mrs. Pussy.
She had feline AIDS.
Excuse me, but you're not
comparing the loss of your cat
to her husband of 40 years.
A child's grief can
be just as profound.
My pussy was my whole world.
And when my pussy died,
I kept her in my bed for days
stroking her and talking to her.
Of course, my
mother, she got so angry.
"Stop playing with your pussy,
Carr," she yelled.
But, uh, I refused to.
Even when my pussy
started smelling really bad
and got really crusty,
I just stayed locked in my room,
grieving in private
because I just couldn't
let go of my pussy.
Will you please stop saying
the word, "pussy"?
-[whispers] Fuck off.
-[mouthing] Fuck you too.
Thank you, Carr,
for understanding.
Of course
Doug didn't use a litter box.
No, he didn't. He
went to the toilet.
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
And he didn't cough up
hair balls under the pillow.
But he was my
very best friend
in the whole world.
And we built a life together.
I get that. And I promise
you will get through this.
You know, it wasn't
easy for me either,
but eventually I learned
how to soothe myself
without touching my pussy.
Okay. That's, uh, fine.
I'm going to let you grieve
in your own way, but promise me, Dina,
that you'll call
the funeral home
and make the
appropriate arrangements,
-o-or I can help, just--
-I will take care of it.
Don't worry.
Okay.
In that case, we should leave
you alone to mourn in private.
Uh, actually, I'd like to stay.
Sometimes the only thing to do
in the presence of the dead
is to sit in silence.
There's
something sacred about it.
Like, if you're quiet enough,
you can still feel them.
Would you mind if I just sat
with you for a little while?
[sobs]
I'd like that, Carr, thank you.
Okay, so I'll-I'll,
uh, leave you to it.
And, um, just if you need me,
I'll be in my car.
No one's going to need you.
I will be trying to scrub
the words "crusty pussy"
from my brain.
♪♪
[rattling]
Zero proof Paloma.
Sure I can't throw a shot
of José in there, Allura?
Thanks, Mike. Nope.
Keeping it classy
and clear-headed tonight.
-Is this seat taken?
-Saved for you.
You know, I figured you'd want
to see me soon.
Why is that?
Because I missed you.
Mm.
I think you missed me too.
Drinks, us.
Like the old days
when we were dating.
I asked you here for a reason,
Chase.
And it's not nostalgic.
I have our divorce papers.
[Chase clears throat]
You know I heard about Doug?
I'm really sorry.
How's Dina holding up?
She's Dina.
She wants to be
alone, and I get that.
I'm surprised that you wanted
to do this in person.
Let's just say Doug's death
has given me a new perspective.
I've seen the fallout
from all the messy divorces,
and there's anger
and grudges and regrets
that people take to the grave.
I don't want that to be us.
So, I have two things that I
think will help us with that.
One: lots of paperwork.
-[sighs] -Everything we
agreed on to the letter.
Thirty-six hours of work
from the finest
paralegals in the country.
Great.
What's the second thing?
Chase Munroe
[inhales sharply]
I forgive you.
Mike, I'll take that
tequila shot, please.
[Chase] We all kinda
laughed when he left.
[chuckles]
[sighs] Why couldn't it be like this
all the time when we were together?
Because some benefits
are reserved only for friends.
Yeah, but can't we have it all?
No one has it all. And
I've seen a lot of marriages.
No, shitty marriages.
You're biased. I
still have hope.
Chase, you have an addiction.
You know that, right?
Love, sex,
intimacy. It's, it's real.
Okay I want to
make things right.
I do. I just [sighs]
I have no idea where to start.
Well, you have to
do the ninth step.
It's what
addicts do in recovery.
Make amends, come clean,
ask for forgiveness.
But you've already forgiven me.
Not from me.
From everyone.
All the women you slept with.
That's impossible.
I mean, it's not
like I have a list.
[Allura chuckles]
I do.
[gulps audibly]
Come on. Emerald's
very good at her job.
No way.
[doorbell rings]
Hola, Esperanza!
-I--
-Oh, I am so sorry,
but Ms. Standish isn't receiving
visitors from the planet Cooze.
-[chuckles]
-Ah!
I don't think so.
At this sensitive time,
she prefers to be surrounded
by her closest friends.
Thanks for the flowers.
How lovely.
Nothing says "I care" like
two minutes on a florist app.
But, you know,
thanks for swinging by.
And please,
change your hairstyle.
How do you sleep at night, Carr?
-Very well, actually.
-Mm.
-Really?
-Mm-hmm.
Propping up Dina's lunacy
with all your pussy talk.
Disgusting.
All while her
husband's turning to compost
right before her very eyes.
Dina needs someone she can trust
to handle matters
which, tough noogies, is me.
Not some second-rate menopausal
Princess Diana wannabe.
I'm still getting my period,
by the way. I know that stings.
Oh, yes. Well, good for you.
Okay. Round of
applause, you win.
Can't wait to watch
you bleed out alone.
You see, at Grant, Ronson,
and Greene, and Associates,
we still care about each other,
and that's why you'll never have
a seat at our table.
Time will tell, won't it?
Might even be your seat.
Fuck you.
[Carrington] You wish.
Hey, brittle bones. I forgot.
She will be receiving tomorrow
between the hours of 4:00
and 7:00 for a little gathering
I've arranged.
Nothing fancy,
just for, you know,
those on the periphery
who want to pay their respects.
[Dina] Carr,
darling, who's that?
Oh, no one.
Just some old bag in a cape.
[car engine roaring]
[Chase] I'm not really good
at talking about this stuff,
you know, emotions,
but I mean it from the bottom
of my heart when I say
I'm sorry that I had sex
with your twin sister.
And I'm sorry that
I called you by her name.
You fucked Janet?
You guys are twins.
-You piece of shit!
-You're identical.
You look just like
your sister when
Julia.
I wanted to say sorry
about the time I asked you
to put your pinky in my hole.
Or was that your friend Rachel?
-You fucking asshole!
-[gagging]
Emily.
Doesn't mean that we can't have
a happy ending.
Oh, you want a
happy ending? [grunts]
Ow! No, no! Ow, ow, ow!
I didn't mean it like that!
I fingered your aunt
at your birthday party,
-and I'm so sorry. I--
-You did what?
Victoria! Francesca!
Hey, Shay! It's
me, Chase. Hello?
Yeah, I just, uh, was wondering
if you're free later.
Fuck you, asshole!
-Come on, Amanda!
-Go to hell, Chase!
-We can still be friends, right?
-[Amanda] Fuck off!
That didn't go as well
as I planned. [sighs]
-Yikes.
-[car engine roars]
[woman] Get back here
and take your cheap-ass flowers!
-Fuck you, motherfucker!
-[tires squealing]
[grunts]
Fuck!
Hi. Oh, wow. Shit.
This ought to be good.
Yeah, I remembered that
your favorite color is white.
White's not a
color, it's a shade.
Oh.
Okay, let's do this.
[soft romantic music playing]
So yeah, I--
Oh, my God. This is really good.
-[chuckles]
-Who knew the man could cook?
I hired someone.
Mm.
Look, I, uh
I know I made you feel used.
And my own shame about us
it hurt you.
You didn't hurt me, Chase.
What we had, it
was transactional.
What you were
was a wake-up call.
A reminder
that life's not fair,
and God does play
favorites, and yeah.
It sucks, but
it's not your fault.
Hey.
I forgive you.
[both laugh]
-Cheers.
-[glasses clink]
Cheers.
♪♪
Thank you.
I'm almost done with my list.
I only have one left.
You want a cookie?
No. No agenda.
I just thought you should know.
Okay, maybe, maybe I do have
one small agenda.
Look, I need your
help with the last one.
Milan?
She asked me not to contact her.
She doesn't want me involved
in her life or the kid's.
And so, you want
me to talk to her?
I know that it's asking a lot.
Just didn't know
who else to ask.
[sighs]
I'll do it, on one condition.
Anything.
That other agenda
that's in your head?
Get it out. Now.
I'm not going to take you back.
Okay.
Look, I'm not saying that I think
anything is going to happen.
But nothing is
written in stone. You know?
Life, everything, it's
always changing all the time.
How very Buddhist.
But seriously,
you do this work for yourself.
We'll see.
No, we won't see.
♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
[soft piano music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
Hello, ma'am. Would
you like foie gras?
-Thank you.
-You're welcome.
Champagne?
[indistinct chatter]
Emerald.
Hi. Thank you so
much for coming.
-This is how they do wakes now?
-Well
I thought it was going to be
10 people, tops.
Sitting around sharing old
memories and eating coffee cake.
Girl, the valet took my keys.
I saw a butler in
there taking jackets.
Somebody handed
me this fancy snack.
Well, that is truffle-stuffed
foie gras mousse
on brioche toast, a
specialty of Spago,
which happened to be
their favorite restaurant.
Oh, wow. [chuckles]
I gotta hand it to you, girl.
You did good.
I know Dina appreciates it.
Where is she?
I want to pay my respects.
Uh, she's, uh, upstairs.
She, uh, she won't come down.
Let me handle it.
She just needs a little coaxing.
She shouldn't be
alone right now.
That's just it. She isn't.
Okay, I mean, of course,
Doug's memory is going
to live on with her forever.
No, no. Uh she is still
with the fucking body.
-What?
-Yes.
She refuses to leave it. Him.
She won't let them take it. Him.
It's like some fucked up
Weekend at Bernie's situation.
I know you fucking lyin'.
[sighs] I wish I were.
You trying to tell--
Excuse me. Here. You
You trying to tell me
this woman is upstairs
with a corpse for three days?
Well, what is she acting like
Doug took an extended nap?
Yeah, correct. It's nuts.
And now I feel like I fucked up.
You know, people
are starting to talk.
No. You did great.
All the way down to
the fancy goose liver.
Listen.
If she is choosing
to bunker up there with Doug
instead of come down here
and see her guests,
that is not on you.
Okay? It's not on you.
Emerald
thank you for
saying I did a good job.
I don't hear that a lot,
and certainly not from you guys.
Means a lot.
Well, you know,
sometimes it's the single moms
who got to roll up their sleeves
and handle the messy shit.
♪♪
Oh, no, no. Don't,
don't put that there.
[knocking on door]
[sighs]
Hey, Dina. How you doing?
Well, I was just looking at
these photos of our Japan trips.
[laughing] Oh, my God.
He loved that silly kimono.
Dina, we need to talk.
Come on in.
Um, away from the deceased.
Is that okay?
Yeah.
Dina
you've got a
crowd of live people
waiting
downstairs to comfort you.
And you asked us
to give you time,
and we've respected that.
It's been three
days. Tomorrow makes four.
It's over, baby.
We need to make arrangements.
-Now, have you--
-[Dina] No.
I have not.
Okay. Well,
would you like me to--
No.
I would like you to leave me,
so I can go back to our bedroom
and grieve in peace.
Okay. Well, I don't feel
comfortable doing that
until I know
what your plans are.
I don't have any
goddamn plans. Alright?
Well, actually,
I do have a plan.
I'm going to stay
next to my husband
until I am ready to say goodbye.
[Emerald] Wait a minute.
Hold on. Hold on, Dina.
I don't think
you're thinking clearly, okay?
[stammers] Maybe I
could call a doctor.
Get him to
prescribe you something
that might help you
get control of your--
For fuck's sake!
I spent my entire
life being in control.
I have lost the love of my life.
I think this is the one time
when I've earned the right
to be out of control!
[sobs, sniffles]
Doug was everything to me,
everything.
He made me believe in me,
in myself, in us.
Celebrating
comforting
challenging
fighting
[sniffles]
uh, laughing.
And now he's just gone.
Yeah, just like
that, just like some
book that's been
torn from your hand
before you know
the end of the story.
Honey, I know how hard this is.
No, no, you don't get to stand there
and tell me how hard it is.
You don't get to
tell me it's time.
I'll decide when it's time.
Not you, not anyone else.
Oh, baby, come here.
Come here. You're okay.
Let it out. I got you.
It's going to be okay.
[bagpipes
playing "Amazing Grace"]
Oh, God. No.
["Amazing Grace" continues]
[Carrington]
Wow, okay. Hi, hi. Excuse me.
So, so sorry. Hi. What the fuck?
If I had wanted music,
I would have hired Adele.
It's not about what you want.
Mm. I'm giving him
the send-off he deserves.
And where are you
sending him? To hell?
[attendees murmuring]
Ladies and gentlemen,
in honor of Doug Moore,
half-Scot, all-legend,
I thought it was
only right to give him
a proper farewell.
-Thank you. Thank you.
-[applause]
Dear God. The man
wouldn’t even wear Burberry
'cause he couldn’t stand plaid.
Now he’s goddamn Braveheart?
Oh, no, just when you thought
the vibes couldn't get any more awkward,
you show up with three
screaming bladder sacks.
Well done.
You suddenly look a
little constipated.
You know, Dina has some
Metamucil in the kitchen.
Why don't you go get some
and pinch one out?
Does it work for
rotting pussies?
[Carrington]
[chuckling] You'd know.
["Amazing Grace" resumes]
Alright, please
shut the fuck up kindly.
-Thank you very much.
-[music stops]
-[birds chirping]
-[dog barking in distance]
[cell phone ringing]
Hello?
[Allura] It's not going to work,
what you're doing.
Going to Lamaze class?
You want to have this baby
and raise it all by yourself,
be this independent single mother
and owe nothing to Chase.
It's fucking admirable, but
it never plays out like that.
And how do you know that?
[Allura] I've seen
this a hundred times.
Step one, he'll
sue you for custody.
Step two, three, four,
five through a hundred,
you'll be dragged
into this ugly legal battle
during what's supposed to be
the best moment of your life.
He'll outspend you,
out-lawyer you, and in the end,
you'll just end
up sharing a child
with the person you've come
to hate the most in this world.
-[sighs]
-[Allura] But I have a solution.
And what is that?
Work it out now,
before the baby comes.
Did he put you up to this?
[sighs]
I wouldn't have called if I didn't think
it was the right thing to do.
[solemn music playing]
Fine. But I'm only doing it
if you're going to be present
as my legal counsel.
My office. Six o'clock tonight.
Alright. But he better be
on good fucking behavior.
A bitch is tired.
[cell phone beeps]
[sighs]
[sighs softly]
[indistinct chatter]
Okay, best behavior.
Alright, so you want to talk,
talk.
Uh, well, thank you
for coming here, Milan.
[cell phone keyboard clicking]
Um
Look, I'm sorry. Okay?
I want to help in
any way that I can.
[chuckles]
Yeah, I knew you would say that.
I don't want your help.
I actually don't
want you involved at all.
[sighs]
Uh we can still be friends.
-Friends?
-[Chase] Yeah, friends.
Like, it's a baby.
This is exciting. It's supposed to be fun.
You really are a
dumbass, aren't you?
-How's this for fucking fun?
-Ohh!
Fuck! What is wrong with you?
I'm surprised you didn't catch it.
Don't you play with balls for a living?
I'm a
quarterback. I throw the ball.
Oh, quarterbacks throw?
Well, I'm about to throw
these fucking hands 'cause--
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, Allura
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, okay.
-Okay. Alright.
-Fuck boy! I fucking hate you.
-Take a beat and reset. -[Chase]
The hell is wrong with you?
-Let's reset.
-What's wrong with you?
-That's not good for the baby.
-[Milan] Oh, yeah?
What's not good for the baby
is how you want
your fucking sweet-ass cake
and eat it too, right?
-I was the fucking toy to you
-[Chase] Alright.
that you had on
the fucking shelf
-Fuck this. I'm out.
-[Milan continues shouting]
-Chase.
-[Chase] No, I'm out.
-Fuck you.
-I came here to be nice.
I came here to offer you
a shit-ton of money,
all with no strings attached.
Fuck your nice, and fuck
your money! That shit is nasty.
It probably fucking smell
like dirty dick and balls.
You know what? That baby's just
as much mine as it is yours.
-Oh, yeah?
-Yeah, I'll see you in court.
-Chase, don't.
-No, enough with both of you.
I messed up, okay?
But you, you fucked
your boss's husband.
So congratulations, we're
both fucking shitty people.
And I have my rights, alright?
Men are people. It's not fair!
I love that baby.
And I'm going to sue
for full fucking custody.
And guess who's
going to be my lawyer?
-Carr.
-Out! Now!
-Go!
-You want a tip?
Eye on the
target, follow through.
Oh, yeah?
[thuds]
That's better.
-[door slams shut]
-[Allura sighs]
[sighs]
[Carrington] Thank you, Libby.
Next time I need
to clear a room,
I'll just skip the fire alarm
and hire your fucking bagpipers.
Mm. Do you really think she
was going to make an appearance
with all these
Hollywood suck-ups
trying to get
selfies with his Oscars?
-[Carrington and Liberty
arguing] -Okay, cu-cut it.
Cut the shit, alright?
You both tried
something. It didn't work.
Now we regroup together. Got it?
Okay.
-Where is everybody?
-Oh.
My invitation said until 7:00.
Dina kicked everybody out.
What? Why?
'Cause she's
paralyzed with grief.
She won't come out of her room.
And she won't let them
take Doug's body away.
Oh, my God. Shit. Well,
that's more than just grieving.
-[Emerald] Mm.
-What do we do?
Maybe I should go
up and talk to her?
No, we all go.
She can ignore one of us,
but not the whole squad.
Well, I just don't have
a lot of confidence
in the teamwork right now.
Well, then maybe
you should sit this one out.
Okay, enough! Alright?
If you care about Dina,
then both of you have got
to stop vying for teacher's pet,
okay?
Get on the same page.
United we stand
-Well, listen, she's drunk.
-She is just being
Oh! Fuck it!
Knock it off, both of you.
Dina is upstairs
talking to a dead man.
Get your shit together. Come on.
Shit.
Hey, Dina, it's us.
Is it okay if we come in?
Did the circus leave town?
Uh, yeah.
Everybody has packed up
their tents and went home.
Sorry about the crowd.
It was bigger than I expected.
I guess I just didn't realize
how beloved he was.
And the music?
Yeah. Perhaps not
my finest decision.
How are you doing?
Oh, look at this.
This is me and Doug the night
he won his first Oscar.
Oh, my God, we were so young.
Look at us. Radiant.
Our whole lives in front of us.
You guys look so happy.
You had something so special.
Please don't tell
me how lucky I was.
You should have heard what
people were saying down there
about your marriage,
about your life together,
filled with envy.
And it wasn't about
his career achievements either,
which is a rare
thing in this town.
Yeah. You two
really are the anomaly.
All the glitz, the awards,
all the showy
nonsense that people chase
just to fill the void.
You didn't need any of it.
You had the real thing, and it showed.
Hear, hear.
Look, I know you all want to help,
and I really appreciate it.
But nothing you say
can lessen the pain
or bring him back.
[Dina sniffles]
Um you know, Elijah,
that's my physics genius,
he was going on
and on the other day
about energy this
and quantum that,
just saying how the thing
that animates us,
the life force,
the thing that
makes us alive is energy.
And it's always
moving and changing,
and it's never destroyed.
Not being bound up by the
fucking body's limitations
like the rest of us.
Yeah, and-and that's why
holding on to him
I mean, this
is this is not him.
This is not the man you loved,
the man who lit up
every room he walked into.
That energy has moved on.
[sobs]
[Liberty] It's
time to let him go.
So he can keep
moving, and so can you.
You keep him by holding on
to the love, the memories,
the way he changed you.
That's where his
energy will always be
in you.
[softly] That's right.
♪♪
[sniffles]
I just keep thinking, "What
if this was one of my boys?"
-I mean, God forbid.
-Mm.
Wha-what could anybody say?
Yeah, I wouldn't
want anyone to tell me
what to feel or
how to be. Jesus.
That's why I've been against
the whole marriage thing.
Maybe it's best not to get
too close, you know?
Husband, kids. We're all going
to get fucked over sooner or later.
Yeah, but playing it safe
just because you don't want to get hurt?
Maybe that's what I'm doing.
Letting Chase go.
Letting the love of my life go
just because I'm scared.
No, that's not what
you're doing, and you know it.
Absolutely not.
On the other hand, I don't know
that you're going to get
someone better at your age.
Hey.
What?
♪♪
-[Liberty] 'Cause of this?
-[Carrington] Yes.
[indistinct chatter]
Girls
[sighs]
call them.
Tell them to come get Doug.
It's time.
And thank you.
[solemn music playing]
[zipper buzzing]
[Dina] Wait.
♪♪
♪♪
[knocking on door]
Wow.
["Diamond Veins" by French
79 feat. Sarah Rebecca playing]
Blood-filled ♪
Jewel of life ♪
Take my soul ♪
Take my sacrifice ♪
♪♪
[both moaning]
Diamond veins ♪
Running through me ♪
Say it.
We can't.
Say what you're feeling.
Chase, no.
I love you.
I love you. I
love you. I love you.
I love you.
♪♪
[sizzling]
Hi.
What?
Nothing. I made you coffee.
Mm.
You know, I was surprised
to see you after everything.
You mean, after the tantrum
you threw in my office?
Tantrum I threw? She
literally threw things at me.
You acted like a four-year-old.
She started it!
I rest my case.
So what changed your mind?
I don't know.
Human urges. Sue me.
Oh.
And maybe, just maybe,
I'm a sucker for a dad
who sticks up for his kid.
Oh. So you do
believe men have rights?
Rights for men and women
are not in competition.
Every human is entitled to
their basic fundamental rights.
Like life, liberty
and the pursuit of happiness.
What do you say we
give this one more go?
[sighs]
♪♪
♪♪
[music fades out]