The Summer I Turned Pretty (2022) s03e09 Episode Script

1
Previously on
The Summer I Turned Pretty…
I love you. I will never not love you.
[Belly] I'm marrying
your fucking brother
and I'm supposed to let you
stand up there with him,
on his wedding day?
I need to get through this rehearsal
and this dinner,
and then I can marry my best friend.
[Taylor] You're the exact kind of girl
that I always thought he'd end up with.
[Denise] Anything?
- No. You?
- Nothing.
There's nothing happening
with me and Denise.
[Belly] Last night, Conrad told me
he still has feelings for me.
[scoffs] I can't believe he would
- do this to me.
- [grunts]
- I don't think you should do this.
- Do what?
Marry Jeremiah.
I-I honestly… I don't think
that you want to.
[Laurel] It's for you, from Susannah.
Jere has one, too.
[Jeremiah] You're not my brother anymore.
You're dead to me. This is for you.
There's a piece of you
that will always love him.
And I think it's bigger than you know.
You can't marry me to erase him.
[sobbing]
[Belly] Can I please have a ticket
for the 10:20 to Paris?
[Conrad] I need you to know
that whatever happens,
being with you, loving you…
it was all worth it.
[gentle music playing]
[indistinct announcement over P.A.]
[male agent] Have a nice flight.
[female agent] Next, please.
[male agent] Passport and ticket, please?
[man] You're up.
Um, go ahead.
[female agent] Ticket and passport.
[male agent] Miss?
Passport and ticket, please.
[female agent] Ticket and passport.
[scanner beeps]
- Have a safe flight.
- [Belly] Thank you.
Passport and ticket please.
[phone vibrates]
Hey, Dad.
- I know you're probably…
- Connie.
- How's he holding up?
- Uh…
Poor guy.
I know he says it was his call,
but we both know
it was probably Belly who called it off.
- The wedding?
- Yes, the wedding.
What a mess.
Hey, listen, I'm gonna be hung up here
for a few more hours.
Um, you can take care of him, right?
Conrad?
Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah, okay.
Of course. Um…
I got him.
[ Franz Ferdinand plays "Take Me Out"]
[sighs] Great. Thanks.
So if you're lonely ♪
you know I'm here ♪
waiting for you ♪
I'm just a crosshair ♪
I'm just a shot away from you ♪
And if you leave here…
[guys] Chug! Chug!
- Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
- Okay.
- Hey, what the fuck?
- Oh, don't…
Whoa, man, yeah,
I'm just looking out for you, man.
- Yeah. [whoops weakly]
- Okay.
Hey, uh, bartender, can we get two more?
What do you say the next one's water?
- Huh? Yeah?
- Uh…
- Please?
- Denise, Denise…
Look, I majored in beerology, okay?
I'm not even drunk.
Let the man drink, Ma.
He just got dumped at the altar.
I will slap you.
Okay, I didn't get dumped,
I called it off.
Damn right you didn't.
Damn right you didn't.
Want to know why? 'Cause my boy…
my boy knows
not to lock himself down, okay?
And there's plenty of guys and girls
out there hotter then Belly.
- [bartender] There you go.
- Thank you.
- Uh, that is my sister, so…
- Sorry.
- [Denise] Oh, my God.
- Listen. Dude, look around this bar.
Look around this bar. This bar's filled
with so many hotties… guys, girls…
whatever you want.
- Just let me know and I will hook you up.
- [mouthing]
Or we… [laughs] Or you can use this phone
and order a little Cabo action.
- Okay, dude, fuck off.
- Come on, man.
We definitely know one girl
who will travel for some dong.
[Denise] Okay, can you please be, like,
ten percent less disgusting?
- Dude. [continues indistinctly]
- Um…
I-I'll be right back, okay?
Um, can you just make sure
that, I don't know, they don't drag him
to a strip club or something?
- Yeah. I got him.
- Please?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Thank you.
- Just a little… little pain relief.
- Thank you so much.
- Like an ibuprofen.
- [Denise] Please stop.
- Hey, can we talk real quick?
- Okay, please stop.
- Yeah. Yeah.
- [Steven] Yeah? Um…
Crazy night, huh?
- So crazy.
- Yeah.
- I feel terrible for Jere.
- Yeah, yeah,
and your sister, like, wherever she is.
Oh, totally. Totally. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I say "You don't know"…
C-Can we, um…
Talk about the thing
that we were gonna talk about earlier?
Yes. Yeah.
Or does that make us assholes?
[both laugh]
I mean, I don't know, I mean…
Fuck it.
Fuck it, right? Let's-let's be assholes.
[car door closes]
Is he, like, asking
to get punched in the face?
Ah… yes! Yes.
Okay. All right, all right.
Tell me that you didn't call him.
Hell no.
After the shit he pulled last night,
he'd be the last person I'd be calling.
Okay, we need to get him out of here
before Jere sees him
and ends up in jail.
With you ♪
♪
What are you doing?
I have to talk to my brother.
Yeah, no, no, no, you need
to get your ass up out of here.
- Steven, I need to talk…
- Is my sister with you?
No.
She's not here?
It's none of your damn business
- where she is, okay?
- Okay.
- [Steven] You friggin' vulture.
- [Taylor] Okay, Steven, can you go inside
and make sure that Jere
doesn't wander out here?
Please?
- Yeah, fine.
- Okay.
[Steven] Actually, uh…
…j-just when you're done,
uh, we-we still need to…
Yeah, yeah, we will.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
[busy chatter]
Can you get away from the windows?
What are you doing here?
I-I thought that
your dumb ass would be, like,
halfway back to California so you can hide
in your little hermit hole
for the next ten years.
Yeah, that was the plan,
but then my dad called.
He's… They called off the wedding?
Congrats. You must be thrilled.
- How's Jeremiah?
- Um…
he is about as good
as you'd expect him to be
after his fiancée bails
and his brother stabs him in the back.
I know, okay? I know.
I fucked up.
It's my fault. I know.
It's… I mean, it's only, like… it…
50% your fault.
The other half is on them.
Taylor, please, I need…
to help him somehow.
- He's my little brother.
- Look, I-I know, I get it.
I do. Um…
You are not what he needs right now.
- Is he sleeping here tonight?
- Yeah.
All right.
- Yeah, I'll go back to the house.
- She's not at the house.
Is she okay?
I don't know.
Um, Jere needs something in his stomach.
He's gonna say he's not hungry,
but get him a cheeseburger.
- That'll help.
- Yeah. Yeah, okay. Um, wait.
Uh, about Belly…
She told Laurel
that she needed some space.
So, um, will you just do us all a favor
and leave her alone for a little while?
I-I will let you know
when I hear from her.
[pensive music playing]
Thanks.
Okay. Get the fuck out of here.
Paige says we have to get all the flowers
out by tonight or she's trashing them.
It's okay. Let's, um…
I'll go talk to her.
Thank you.
Oh, so sweet.
- Ain't gonna last.
- Where's Kayleigh?
Oh, you mean the woman who planned
this whole godforsaken event
because you couldn't be bothered?
She's helping her parents pack.
I still cannot believe
you invited her parents.
You're shameless, you know that?
Don't start with me right now, Laurel.
I'm not in the mood.
It's bad enough I have to drive them
all the way to Wellfleet tomorrow.
Are you kidding me?
You're gonna play chauffer
to your future in-laws
instead of being an ac… [grumbles]
You know what? Forget it.
- Yeah.
- Oh…
What are you doing
with all of the uneaten food?
- Can't we donate it?
- Can't. Liability issues.
Fine. We'll take it, since we paid for it.
[Adam] We paid for it?
I paid for it.
Oh, God, I look forward
to never hearing the end of this.
For the record, I told you
this was a bad idea, from the start.
But did you listen? No.
Forgot, wait, you're parent of the year
over here, right?
How long did your daughter
ice you out for this summer?
One month? Two?
At least I didn't cave to the kids
after two seconds.
Oh, I apologize for caring about my son.
Caring about my daughter is exactly
why I tried to put a stop to this wedding.
- I knew it was a terrible idea.
- If you knew so much, why'd you give in?
Because I didn't want to lose her.
Because your other son begged me to.
Uh, w… uh, what do you want me to say…
that I have no idea what I'm doing either?
Is that what you want to hear right now?
No.
Yes, actually.
[laughs]
[manager clears throat]
[Laurel groans]
Come on, dickhead.
Help me take this to the women's shelter.
- Okay, but I'm keeping the champagne.
- Of course you are.
It's good stuff.
[blues music playing on speakers]
Whee.
- Jere, stop that, okay?
- What?
- You're gonna lose it.
- Why? I don't need it.
Actually, excuse me, miss, do you want
an engagement ring, by any chance?
- Hey, no, no.
- No.
- I'm putting this in your pocket.
- [Steven] Dude, that's your mom's ring.
[Jeremiah groans]
[sighs]
What do you say we call it a night?
Huh, Jere?
- Blegh.
- Get some rest?
I don't need a babysitter, okay?
I-I'm not a child.
You have mustard all over your mouth.
Rude.
Rude.
There's so-so…
She's-she's so rude to me.
Isn't she rude?
I think she's pretty perfect.
[Jeremiah groans]
Well, at least you chose me over Belly.
[scoffs] Yeah.
I-I adore you, I really do,
but I'm just here
because Belly's still on silent mode.
Think she ran off with Conrad?
- Hell no.
- No.
Not even.
[Jeremiah] I bet you're wrong.
I bet she's on a flight
right now to California,
curled up next to "Con-Rat."
You know I'm right.
What?
Nothing. Nothing, Jere.
What? You-you talked to her, didn't you?
What?
- You didn't think I could handle it?
- No.
Hey, stop, Jere, no. We…
we talked to Conrad, okay? He's…
he's at the house
and he's-he's nowhere near my sister.
Mm.
Cool.
Cool, maybe I should go over there
and smash his face again.
Jere, come on.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's not worth it.
Just sit here, sober up,
drink some water, finish that burger.
Like, all of it.
[scoffs]
If she's not with Conrad,
then where is she?
[door closes]
[Steven] No. Jere.
- Come on, man.
- Just…
"Mr. and Mrs. Fisher,
Congratulations and best wishes
for a lifetime of happiness together."
- I'm calling her.
- No, no, no, Jere, I don't…
- I really don't think that's a good idea.
- I didn't ask you, okay?
Nobody asked you.
It's… it's not…
Very funny. Tay.
- Give me the phone.
- It's…
Give me the phone.
I-I-I need to talk to her.
Okay, and say what, Jere?
That I-I… I just w…
That we can, we can work st…
I just, I want her…
- [sighs] Fuck.
- Jere, let's call it a night, okay?
Let's call it a night.
Brush teeth, drink water.
Go to bed.
I-I know.
- You're all right.
- Leave me alone.
[bed thumps]
Hey.
Wake me up if she comes back, okay?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
[Belly] I just blew up my life
and hurt everyone who has ever loved me.
[somber music playing]
The only thing I could think to do
was put an ocean between me and them.
[quiet, indistinct chatter]
[bell dings]
[flight attendant] Ladies and gentlemen,
we have begun our descent into Paris.
Local time is 11:15 a.m.
and the weather
is currently clear and sunny.
We should be touching down in 15 minutes.
[flight attendant speaking French]
[indistinct announcement over P.A.]
[officer speaking French]
[in French] Next.
- Miss, next!
- Oh.
[in French] Hello.
Please have your passport open
to the right page.
Uh…
I don't understand.
- [in English] Passport, please.
- [in English] Yes. Yes.
- [object clatters]
- Shit.
Fuck. [mutters]
[officer] What is the purpose
of your trip?
[clears throat]
Mademoiselle?
Okay.
Mademoiselle?
Um. I'm a-I'm a s-student.
Student visa?
No. I-I don't, I…
- No visa?
- No.
Um…
I mean, I-I… I did have one,
but I-I gave up my spot
at this program, um…
and last night I found out
that I-I have it again,
so I just have to…
I have to go to the school and just…
Found it! Found it.
I found it.
Tourist.
[sighs]
[in French] Thank you.
[officer speaking French]
[in English] Oh, my God.
[ Taylor Swift sings
"You're On Your Own, Kid"]
I see the great escape ♪
So long, Daisy May ♪
I picked the petals ♪
He loves me not ♪
Something different bloomed ♪
writing in my room ♪
I play my songs in the parking lot ♪
I'll run away ♪
From sprinkler splashes
to fireplace ashes ♪
I called a taxi to take me there ♪
I search the party of better bodies ♪
just to learn that ♪
my dreams aren't rare ♪
You're on your own, kid ♪
You always have been ♪
I looked around in a blood-soaked gown ♪
and I saw something
they can't take away ♪
'Cause there were pages turned
with the bridges burned ♪
Everything you lose is a step you take ♪
So, make the friendship bracelets ♪
take the moment and taste it ♪
You've got no reason to be afraid ♪
You're on your own, kid ♪
Yeah, you can face this ♪
You're on your own, kid ♪
You always have been ♪
♪
[speaking French]
Hello.
Uh… [speaks French] I would like…
…re-regis…
Um…
d-do you speak English?
Yes. How can I help you?
Um, I'm an American student
from Finch College.
I'm just here to enroll.
Yes. What is your name?
Isabel Conklin.
Uh, with a K?
C.
You were on the wait list, yes?
Yes.
Unfortunately, you missed the deadline.
We already gave your spot to someone else.
Uh, no, I spoke
to someone late last night
and he told me
that there was still room for me.
That I could come.
I-I think, um,
his name was An-Antoine?
Oh, Antonin.
Yes.
Antonin?
[speaking French] Yes?
Did you tell this girl there's still
a spot in the program?
Yes, because there is.
Look here.
Is everything okay then?
This is the old spreadsheet
from last month!
How many times have I told you,
you have to update?
[sighs] Um…
I-I'm so sorry,
but my colleague was mistaken.
The program is completely full.
No, no, no, but you said it was okay.
Antonin, yesterday on the phone,
you told me that there was room for me.
I'm… I'm sorry. I misspoke, uh…
Maybe next year, you apply again?
No, no, no. You don't understand.
I came all this way for this.
I cannot go back home.
Oh, um, I'm sorry, but…
surely you didn't
come all the way to Paris
hoping we would have a place for you?
He told me there was a place for me.
[speaking French]
Useless!
I don't want you
to answer the phone anymore.
Antonin?
[mutters]
S-S'il vous plaît.
There-there must be something
that you can do. I will room with anyone.
I will take whatever classes
have room for me.
I will do anything, I-I really…
I really, really, need this. I…
It is just not possible.
I'm sorry.
Uh, mademoiselle?
Let me call someone for you.
Your parents? Uh…
- Th-There must be someone…
- No.
No, it's fine.
Sorry to bother you.
- [indistinct conversations]
- [sniffling]
[mournful music playing]
[sighs]
[phone ringtone playing]
Oh, thank God, Belly.
I've been crazy worried
ever since you left.
Where are you?
[sniffles]
Mom, I did…
I did something really stupid.
T-Tell me where you are
and I'll come get you.
Paris.
I'm sorry, it sounded like
you said Paris.
Yeah. I was at the airport
and I saw the flight to Paris, and…
I don't know, it felt like maybe
this is the only thing I have left.
And, um…
I'm here, and I guess I, uh…
I don't have anything, so…
Oh, my God, bean.
I called the program
and the guy at the office
told me that I still had a spot
and then I got here
and it was all just a big mistake, so…
Just come home, Belly.
No. No.
I can't go back to Finch, Mom.
I… I just can't.
So finish the year online
or take a semester off.
You have options.
We can figure it out together.
I just can't face everyone. I mean…
They all must hate me.
No one hates you, bean.
No one?
Of course Jeremiah is hurting.
But we are all
going to get through this, I promise.
Did I make a huge mistake?
Listen.
I want you to go find
a quiet place to sit down
and then buy yourself a ticket
on the next flight home.
Use my card. I don't care what it costs.
Okay?
Belly?
Okay.
Can you please just
not tell anyone I'm here?
Because it's…
it's too embarrassing. [sniffles]
I won't tell anyone.
Just text me your flight information
when you have it.
I love you, Belly.
I love you too.
[indistinct conversations]
[birdsong]
Guys.
Guys.
[Steven mutters]
- Hey.
- Hey.
Sorry if I, like, drooled on you.
[Steven] No, no, it's okay, it's okay.
[chuckling] It brought back memories.
All right, who has my phone?
[Steven grunts]
Don't make me regret
giving this back to you.
[pensive music playing]
She didn't call.
You need some food and a shower.
I'm not hungry.
I'm gonna go get him some breakfast
and, um…
I have to pack before checkout.
I got him.
[door opens]
[door closes]
I'm going back to bed.
Okay, w…
I-I think you'll feel a lot better
if you shower
and put on some fresh clothes, you know?
My clothes are at the house.
And I'm not going back there,
not while he's there.
Okay.
Look, I'll-I'll grab your clothes. Okay?
When Taylor gets back. Yeah?
I told you. I don't need a babysitter.
You can go.
[ Françoise Hardy sings "Voilà"]
Bonjour.
Merci.
[beep]
S'il vous plaît.
- [device chimes]
- Merci beaucoup.
- Merci beaucoup.
- Thanks.
Where's my backpack? Did anyone see…
Uh, uh, s'il vous plaît, um…
My-my backpack is missing.
It-it-it had, um, a very, very valuable…
very, very priceless ring.
I cannot lose that ring.
Uh, if it was a priceless ring, you maybe
should not have left it in your bag, no?
O… Okay.
Okay. Um…
Did… Okay.
[ Yann Tiersen plays "Les Jours tristes"]
[muttering] Nobody saw…
Fuck.
Okay, okay, I've got my AirTag on.
Yes!
Okay.
Shit. Come on.
[birdsong]
Jere? It's Laurel.
What do you want?
I want to see how you're doing.
I know how you're doing.
Happy.
That couldn't be further from the truth.
I'm heartbroken. For both of you.
That's bullshit.
You never wanted Belly to marry me.
You can go.
Please just let me in.
I'm not leaving you all alone
when you're hurting like this.
[scoffs] You're not my mom, Laur.
So you can stop pretending
like you give a shit
about me and go celebrate that
I didn't marry your precious daughter.
Hey…
Jere.
Okay, just…
I'm here if you change your mind.
[door closes]
- Hey, man.
- I'm grabbing Jere's stuff and I'm
out of here.
Okay? He just needs his clothes and…
I picked up some of his stuff.
I-I was gonna bring it over.
Then I got here right in time.
[Conrad] I…
There's some Gatorade in there.
Uh, it's red because
it's the only thing that works
on his hangovers.
- Thought I might bring it over and…
- What are you trying to do?
Trying to help.
It's gonna take a lot more
than fucking Gatorade.
I know, but I need to do something.
I'm pretty sure no one gives a shit
about your needs right now.
That's not what I'm saying.
Yeah. Well, you know this isn't some
problem for you to fix, Conrad, right?
You are the problem.
Why'd you say all that shit
to my sister, huh?
Why?
[scoffs] You know what? Doesn't matter.
Doesn't matter, it's done.
Just…
You really want to help Jere? Really?
Leave him alone.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[somber music playing]
[ Claire Laffut plays "Mojo"]
Oh, sorry. Sorry.
[singing in French]
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Fuck.
Excuse me, um…
You feel insane ♪
♪
You decent?
- Go away.
- [door closes]
Steven gave me your key and all your shit.
He and Laurel are taking the flowers
over to the hospital.
[sighs]
Was kind of hoping
you'd be more vertical by now
and less rank.
Yeah, yeah, I thought about it,
and then I thought, "What's the point?"
Um, well, I grabbed you some leftovers
from the breakfast buffet,
so waffles, eggs, hash browns…
- Stop.
- No?
You're gonna make me throw up.
Um…
Gatorade?
- Red?
- Yeah.
[sighs] Yes. Thank God.
You want it, you come get it.
- Seriously?
- Mm-hmm.
- Come on.
- [grunts softly]
[sighs]
[sighs]
Mmm.
[inhales sharply] Tell Steven
I said thanks.
What?
The… well, the Gatorade
was actually Conrad, he's…
Well, fuck, is there a note maybe?
Like, "Sorry I ruined your life.
Here's some Gatorade"?
- Here.
- That's fair.
I'm going back to bed.
Uh, wait, wait, wait, Jere.
Just sit. Just sit.
Talk to me.
What can I do for you?
Tell me the truth.
Have you heard from her?
No, Jere, I swear.
[melancholy music playing]
I don't, I don't know what to do
without her. I don't know how to be.
She's everything.
She's my whole life.
How-how can I just let that go?
Sh-She's not your whole life, Jere.
And if she is, then she shouldn't be.
Yeah, maybe you're right.
But I still feel like I'm waiting for her
to walk through that door.
[scoffs] Like, it can't actually be real.
It can't just be over, it's…
- It's pathetic, huh?
- No, it's not pathetic.
Okay, maybe, like, a little pathetic.
[both laugh]
[sighs]
- So, you and Steve-o, huh?
- What?
No, I'm… I… No.
Okay, I don't know. Like, maybe?
[scoffs] Yeah, sure.
"Maybe."
I hope you have better luck than I did.
Thanks for the food.
Take a shower.
[distant chatter]
[dance music playing in distance]
[in French] Good evening!
[in English] Um, someone has
my bag in there.
[in French] Password?
Uh… [sighs]
[in French] I need my bag, please.
No password, no entrance.
[in English] Please? I just, I will go in there
really quick and then I'll come right out.
No password, no entrance.
- [man] Mademoiselle?
- [Gemma scoffs]
- [man] Excusez-moi. Mademoiselle?
- Max, why aren't you answering your phone?
- Call me.
- [man] I swear, we've met before.
[scoffs] I'm sorry,
I'm waiting for my girlfriend.
[man laughs] You don't have to lie.
I'm not. Excuse me.
[man] Don't lie.
- [Gemma] Excuse me…
- Hey.
[chuckles] Hey. Lucy.
I… oh, my God,
I couldn't find you anywhere.
I was about to leave.
- Uh, thank God you didn't.
- [laughs softly]
Is this your girlfriend?
Huh? [laughs]
[in French] Yes.
Password?
La Jetée.
Okay.
[in English] Come on.
[dance music playing]
- And it's Gemma, by the way.
- Isabel.
- [ Bennett plays "Vois Sur Ton Chemin"]
- [singing in French]
[cheering, whooping]
There's my friends, up there.
- Follow me.
- Oh, um…
Okay.
[crowd cheering]
Guys. What the fuck?
- Why weren't you answering your phones?
- [Benito] Hey.
Hey, babe, I'm sorry.
The reception sucks in here.
[Celine] Gemma, where have you been?
Outside. Looking for you lot.
And then a creep stalked me.
- What?
- Isabel.
Meet my girlfriend Max
and my friends Celine and Benito.
- Hello.
- Salut.
Hey.
- [kissing]
- Um, I'll be right back.
Excuse me.
Hey, excuse me. That's my bag.
[Max] What's going on? [speaks French]
[Celine speaks French]
C'mon, let's go see.
Hey. That's-that's my bag.
Hello! That's my bag!
Hello!
That's my bag!
[laughs]
Bye, girl.
[partyers exclaiming]
[in French] What's your problem, bitch?
- What's going on?
- He stole my bag.
She's crazy. This is my bag.
Oh, really? Okay. Yeah.
This is your dress? Huh?
[scattered laughter]
- Psycho.
- Yeah, okay.
Move, move!
[sighs]
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
This motherfucker stole my bag.
Right, you need a drink.
Let's get that, yeah?
[indistinct chatter]
Mm…
[exclaims]
[Steven] I mean, the nerve of this guy.
What, he sabotages the wedding
and then wants to fix it
with, wh-what, Gatorade?
And some clothes?
Isn't that literally Munchausen by proxy?
Uh… [sighs]
They dated in high school,
for fuck's sake.
And then, wha-wha-what,
suddenly, out of the blue,
like, right before the wedding,
- he just, he just wants to…
- No, no,
but it-it's not just some, like,
high school relationship, though.
It's Belly and Conrad, you know?
Like, all their epic,
infinity soulmate shit
- that's written in the stars.
- Oh, whatever.
It was still four years ago.
Mm. Well, I don't know
if it's really that long ago.
What?
What don't I know? Spill it, Jewel.
Well…
s-something happened with them
over Christmas.
This past Christmas? Did they fuck?
No, they didn't fuck.
- What?
- No. She just…
she ran into him at Cousins,
and, like, nothing happened,
but they were together and Jeremiah
didn't know, but then he found out,
which is why… Cabo?
Cabo what?
[sighs]
Jeremiah slept with Lacie Barone
over spring break.
Jeremiah cheated on Belly?
I have been cleaning up that guy's tears
for the past 24 hours,
and he cheated on my sister
with Lacie Barone?
Who the fuck is Lacie Barone?
I mean, technically,
they were broken up, but yeah.
Wow. Are you…?
[laughs]
Meanwhile, meanwhile, these fuckers
are out here passing judgment on us?
- [laughs]
- On us?
We're high-functioning compared to them.
Are you kidding me?
At least we're, like, communicating.
Okay, so let's communicate.
For real.
- Okay.
- Let's talk about it.
Yeah. Yeah, okay.
[emotional music playing]
- Okay, wait. Okay, wait, wait, wait.
- [mutters] Wha-Wha-What?
If we're gonna do this again, I just,
I need to say something.
Okay.
Uh, yeah, yeah. Of course, yeah.
[Taylor clears throat]
[takes deep breath]
Um… back at the hospital…
…when-when you, um,
like, changed your mind about us.
That just… that broke me.
I'm sorry.
Like, the things you said were harsh,
but they were true, you know?
And they're still true.
So…
…like, why do you suddenly want me?
I never not wanted you, Taylor.
No, but you didn't want me.
Like, that day at the hospital,
you didn't.
Because you didn't want me.
Taylor, the last thing I remember
before almost fucking dying
was you running out of the car
when I was trying to tell you how I feel.
- Well, I'm still that same person.
- Yes.
I-I like that person, though.
The person who shows up
for the people she cares about.
The person who isn't afraid
to say the hard thing,
even when her best friend is being
a total monster. But the thing is,
is you are that person for your friends.
Why can you not be that person for me?
That's…
that's just the only way
that I know how to be…
like, with boys.
I understand.
I understand. I get it.
But these past few days,
you have been that kind of friend to me.
And I want to know…
…if you can keep doing that
if we were boyfriend-girlfriend, too?
Yeah, I want to.
But, like, what if it doesn't work?
Like, what if we still don't work?
There's always that risk.
But I really feel like you're worth it.
I do feel like you're worth it, too.
And I feel like we're worth it.
[ The Weeknd featuring Lana Del Rey sing
"Stargirl Interlude"]
I had a vision ♪
a vision of my nails…
Just to be 100% clear: with us,
- it is not just about the sex.
- Mm-hmm.
I was screaming…
- I mean, the sex is great.
- [chuckles]
It's the best of your life.
No contest.
My position couldn't stop,
you were hittin' ♪
And I shouldn't cry ♪
but I love it ♪
starboy…
I love you.
I love you, too.
But I love it, I love it ♪
starboy ♪
And I ♪
shouldn't cry, but I love it ♪
starboy ♪
♪
Yeah, I just saw that guy
with my bag and…
and, I don't know, I just kinda…
I kinda lost it. [chuckles]
So, yeah, that's been
the last 36 hours of my life.
[in French] Well, shit.
That's quite a story.
[Gemma] Hold on.
Let's get back to the wedding of it all.
So, you left Jerry, hopped on a plane,
and you two haven't spoken since?
[clicks tongue] Jeremiah, and no.
What's the story with the brother?
Isabel,
you just left the brother at the airport
after he blew up his whole life for you.
Yeah, well, I mean,
I didn't ask him to do that.
[laughing]
[Benito] Wow.
- Mm.
- You're a badass.
No, no, I'm just bad.
Ah, we've seen worse.
Done worse.
So much worse.
[Benito] Yeah.
[Gemma] No, seriously.
Celine, how many married men
have you slept with again?
Oh, come on, I don't do that anymore.
And they were the married ones, not me.
Touché.
[Max] I told my grandmother
that I was going to business school,
and I used all the money
she gave me on art supplies.
Yeah, and that leather jacket
that you're wearing.
Come on, Benny, huh? What about you?
Didn't you almost marry a girl for, um…
hmm, a spouse visa?
Shut up. I didn't go through with it.
Only because you got into art school.
[chuckling]
Fair enough.
[laughs] Look,
you don't make it through your 20s
without inflicting some damage.
Otherwise you haven't lived.
[scoffs] Well, thank you for…
being so nice to a total stranger.
I mean, I guess you know a lot about me
- now, but…
- [laughs]
…um, I really should start
making my way to the airport, though.
Quoi?
Wait, what? You're leaving tonight?
Yeah, I've got a return flight
in, like, f-five hours, I guess.
- [Celine] No, no.
- Oh, boo.
- No.
- [Benito] Or…
you could stay.
No, I… [groans]
I told you, I lost my spot, so…
[Gemma] So?
You tracked down
your stolen bag and mauled a man.
- Mm-hmm.
- I think you can figure out
a way to stay in Paris
if you really wanted to, Isabel.
[Max] What's stopping you?
Doesn't sound like anything good's
waiting for you back home.
Babe, why are you so blunt?
Thank you for that reminder.
[laughter]
No. I need to…
I need to go back home
and-and-and figure out my life.
[Belly sighs]
It was really nice meeting all of you.
Mr. Jules!
One more round, please.
- Okay, you got it.
- Wait. No, no, no, no.
- Mm-hmm.
- Si, si. si. Oui, oui, oui.
You have time.
Mm? You have time.
- [chuckles]
- [Benito] Come on.
- Drink up.
- Oh.
- Okay.
- [laughs]
[Belly sighs deeply]
[inhales deeply]
[phone vibrating]
Bells?
Hi.
Uh, I-I was hoping you would call.
You were?
You don't want to, like, murder me?
[chuckles nervously]
Um… I don't know.
Uh, a little.
But I also…
I can't sleep without you, so…
Yeah.
It just, it just fucking sucks, you know?
I know.
I've been worried about you.
Thanks.
Uh, you know, you know,
I saw Taylor and your brother
spooning on the couch this morning.
Oh, God. No way. [laughs]
Yeah, yeah. I guess, um,
I guess cleaning up our mess
makes for good foreplay.
[groans] Jerks.
Hey, what-what is this?
Can you just come home so we can talk?
Jeremiah…
I'm in Paris.
Paris?
[quiet, emotional music playing]
Yeah. I just…
I just needed some time to think.
Okay. Um…
I've had some time to think, too,
and things got really screwed up here.
The-the wedding was just…
it was a bad idea,
but that doesn't mean
that things have to end, does it?
I mean,
we could just go back
to the way that things were.
I… I don't think that's possible, Jere.
I mean, I don't even know
who I am anymore.
Well, I know who you are.
And I will remind you every single day.
Y-You just need to come back home.
I don't want to hurt you, Jere.
I… I'm not
the same person that I was…
before summer.
And I, I think I need to find
the person that I can be
without you.
What does, what does that mean?
I think I'm gonna stay.
Great.
Yeah. That's great. You do that.
Just don't fucking call me again.
[disconnect tone]
- [ The Beatles play "Oh! Darling"]
- Oh, darling…
[Steven] You want to keep up with me,
you got to keep your strength up.
[both laugh]
- Mmm.
- Oh, wow. Really?
[laughs]
I'll never ♪
do you no harm…
Come on.
Believe me when I tell you ♪
- I'll never
- [bucket clatters]
- do you no harm
- [laughs]
[Steven moans]
Oh, darling ♪
If you leave me ♪
- Hey, wait.
- Wow.
- I'll never make it
- [Steven speaks indistinctly]
alone ♪
Believe me when I beg you ♪
Ooh ♪
Don't ever leave me ♪
alone ♪
♪
Shit.
They delivered it?
Yeah, it was at the front door
when I got here.
It's one of Mom's.
I found it in the garage
when I was cleaning.
It was supposed to be your…
…wedding gift.
You know, she's not here,
if that's why you're still hanging around.
I'm not. That's not why I'm here,
Jere, I'm here for you.
[laughs sarcastically]
You're not here for me.
Jere…
[mockingly] Con.
I don't know what to say.
- I'm sorry.
- D-Don't be. I'm fine.
Hey, d-did you hear that,
um, Belly's in Paris?
What?
Oui. Oh, so, so she didn't call you?
Only me. Huh.
Well, I guess that's something.
What do you mean…?
What do you mean she's in Paris?
[chuckles]
God, I love that I'm the one
that gets to tell you this.
She's staying.
She's not coming back. [sighs]
So you stayed here for no reason.
She didn't choose me,
but she didn't pick you either.
So why don't you get the fuck out,
go back to California,
and never come back?
[wistful music playing]
[Adam] Thanks for meeting me.
Sitting all day in traffic
listening to Kayleigh's parents bicker,
I could use a drink.
My flight leaves in a few hours.
You're leaving?
- You said you wanted to talk about Jere?
- Yeah, it's just, uh…
Yeah, how's he holding up?
- Why don't you ask him yourself?
- Come on.
We both know I'm not good
at that kind of thing,
so that's why I asked you
to take care of him.
Trust me, it's…
the last thing he needs right now.
Hey, whatever Jere might have done
to screw this up, he's your brother.
- Just cut him some slack.
- He didn't…
do anything.
I did.
What?
I told her I loved her.
Who?
Belly.
Well, why the hell would you do that?
Because I love her.
Oh.
- Shit.
- Yeah.
I don't know what to do, Dad.
I ruined the wedding, I…
ruined everything.
I broke him.
And the worst part is, I wanted it.
I prayed for it,
for her to change her mind.
How messed-up is that?
I can't stand it. I mean, he's…
He's hurting so much,
and there's nothing I can do about it.
I thought if I stuck around…
…if I could get him to listen…
I don't think he'll ever forgive me,
and he probably shouldn't.
So I give up.
Or you're giving him space.
And sometimes that's all you can do.
You would know.
I would know. I would know.
When your mom was sick,
when we lost her…
…it killed me
watching you carry all that.
But you treated me like the enemy.
- Do we really have to do this right now?
- Well, what I'm saying is…
you're my son and I wanted to be there
for you, but you wouldn't let me.
Because you made everything worse.
Exactly.
And I had to live with that.
You have people who love you,
and I trusted that you would lean on them.
And you did.
And so will he.
[ Taylor Swift sings "How Did It End?"]
Oh-oh, oh-oh ♪
We hereby conduct this postmortem ♪
He was a hothouse flower ♪
to my outdoorsman ♪
Our maladies were such ♪
we could not cure them ♪
and so a touch that was my birthright ♪
became foreign ♪
Come one, come all ♪
it's happenin' again ♪
The empathetic ♪
hunger descends ♪
We'll tell no one ♪
except all of our friends ♪
We must know ♪
How did it end? ♪
[Belly] I had these pillars in my life.
Cousins. My family.
Taylor.
Jere.
They made me feel like I was safe.
Like I was on solid ground.
But now they're gone, and it's just me.
I have no idea where I'm headed,
what my future is,
or who it's with.
But I know this:
rebuilding is always possible.
It has to be.
"At the shops ♪
walking in circles like she was lost ♪
Didn't you hear? ♪
They called it all off" ♪
One gasp ♪
and then ♪
"How did it end?" ♪
Say it once again with feeling ♪
how the death rattle breathing ♪
silenced as the soul was leaving ♪
The deflation of our dreaming ♪
leaving me bereft and reeling ♪
My beloved ghost and me ♪
sitting in a tree ♪
D-Y-I-N-G ♪
It's happenin' again ♪
How did it end? ♪
I can't pretend ♪
like I understand ♪
How did it end? ♪
Come one, come all ♪
It's happenin' again ♪
The empathetic ♪
hunger descends ♪
We'll tell no one ♪
except all of our friends ♪
But I still don't know ♪
how did it end? ♪
♪
- [waves crashing]
- [seabirds calling]