(theme music playing)
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-Megan: Shit. -Casey: What's up?
Megan: Nothing.
Oh. Let me see.
Oh no, it's gross.
-No. Let me-- let me-- -It's gross!
-You don't wanna see it! -Let me see!
Fine.
Oh! Yikes!
Yeah, I don't know what happened.
I got the right shoes and the right socks,
and I spent all that extra time breaking them in.
But I guess I did not notice...
this little guy.
Like, where did it even come from?
-Oh my God. You're not gonna believe this. -What?
Okay. You know how we always used to make fun of our moms
for their cucumber facials, and... overnight masks,
-and long spa days? -Yeah.
Well, I kind of think
they might have been on to something.
(laughs) You thought to bring Epsom salts on a hiking trip?
That is so... beautifully extra.
Well, I was gonna save them for the last day,
but it'll be our last night with a bathtub and...
I think it's the right time.
It's like, I mean, it's not that bad.
Let's go draw you a bath.
Okay. (laughs)
Do you-- do you want help?
-I'm good. I think I can hobble. -Okay. (laughs)
(Casey humming)
(chuckles nervously)
There's no dressing rooms on the trail, dude.
Oh, um, the water's good now.
Megan: I just had the best idea.
How about you move in with me and take care of me forever?
Can't. I've got a lot of business to attend to in my parents' basement.
Sorry. I didn't mean to bring it up.
Relax. It's fine.
This is heaven. Thank you.
Don't even mention it. (chuckles)
No. Not just for this.
Look, I...
I know that it's only been a day.
Whoa. Just a day?
Two peaks in one day is nothing to scoff at.
Like, that is a major achievement.
Well, that's why I need to thank you.
Ever since I pitched you this crazy idea and you didn't laugh--
and for real, I thought you would laugh in my face--
I knew quitting wasn't an option.
Even with this little setback?
Yeah, I feel like I really am ready for three months of this.
I am beat, I'm gonna go lay down.
Just shout if you need anything.
-Okay? -Okay.
-(door closes) -(sighs)
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(door closes)
(chuckles) Are you okay?
Uh, yep.
I'm just tired.
Are you sweating?
Oh, I think my body is still cooling down from today.
-Oh. -You know,
I actually wanted to check in with you.
How are you feeling?
I'm great.
I know you said quitting isn't an option,
and you want me to hold you accountable,
and we're doing this no matter what.
But... if you need to stop, I'll respect that.
No. Everything you said is still true.
I'm not gonna let a blister keep us from the end of the trail.
Okay. Well...
if the pain ever gets to be too much, just tell me.
There's no shame in taking a break, at all, like, whatsoever.
I mean, it's not like a three-month hike was gonna be a cakewalk, right?
Plus, I mean, it's not Epsom salts,
which had me smelling amazing, by the way,
but I did come prepared.
-You did? -Yeah.
So I think I'm just gonna lance it and wrap it up
and make sure it's all nice and bandaged in the morning--
Wait, wait. Wait. You're gonna lance it?
Yeah, I looked it up before we left,
and apparently, you're supposed to drain it and keep it covered.
Everybody knows that you're supposed
to just take a square piece of duct tape, put it on there,
-and then just grip and rip, you know? -Ow!
A little "ow" now will save you a lot of "ow" later.
Hmm. I don't know. I feel like it'll heal better
if I just do it the way that I read.
Okay, uh, how about this?
How about we just get an early night,
and I'll sleep on it and see if the salt helps.
And in the morning, we can decide what to do.
-Deal? -Sure.
-Great. -(laughs)
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(snoring softly)
(sighs)
(whispers): Oh! Shit.
(bag crinkling)
(sighs)
Megan?
Uh... Is everything okay?
Yeah, I just...
I think it's so... funny... (chuckles)
that our entire journey could be derailed by a tiny pebble.
It's like, is it a sign, from the universe?
(stammers): Do you think it's a sign?
I think if this rock is a sign,
maybe you bringing those Epsom salts is also a sign.
Casey: I'm your best friend,
of course I'm here to support you.
I guess, um...
like just now that I'm being vulnerable.
I, uh...
I want you to know
that you can do the same with me.
Is there anything you wanna tell me?
No.
-Casey... -Yeah?
Never mind. I think I'm just gonna hit it.
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(coughing)
What's that?
I don't know. I thought maybe you'd know.
(Casey sighs)
Uh... this is a bag of rocks.
I think you're right.
Where did this come from?
Well, it's funny actually because I found it in your bag.
-How did it end up in there? -Why were you going through my bag?
Why would somebody carry a bag of rocks throughout a hiking trip?
Wouldn't that just add a lot of extra weight?
It must've been trash I picked up along the way.
You're supposed to leave everything better than how you found it.
-Right? -That's not trash.
-It's debris. -(scoffs)
Okay. Tell me.
How did your debris end up in my boot?
Okay. Wow.
You're implying something really hurtful here,
and I am not even gonna dignify that with a response.
Why did you put the rock in my shoe?
I suppose you could've just dragged your foot somewhere
and a pebble got in there.
Casey. (scoffs)
You put the rock into my boot.
I know that you did.
So just tell me why.
Okay. Okay, okay.
So, yeah, I took those rocks at the beginning,
and I put one in your shoe
because I knew it would cause a blister.
But it was gonna be this turning point in your life,
where like life throws you a curveball,
and you think you plan for everything,
but you have to find your inner strength to get over it.
And then you'd be so much stronger for it.
And you'd finish the trail, not just breaking physical boundaries,
-but becoming mentally strong-- -Stop.
Casey... for the sake...
for the sake of our friendship,
just be honest with me.
I don't think you want that.
I can take it.
All right, uh... Okay, fine.
I did it.
Because I knew you'd fail at this whole journey.
You thought that something this small could take me out?
No! (chuckles) I knew you'd fail regardless of an injury.
I mean, how much longer do you think you would have lasted?
-Realistically? -(scoffs)
Another day? Another week?
I did this for you,
to protect you. Aah.
And I hope you know what a difficult decision it was
-to make, to do-- -(laughs) I cannot--
I can't believe that I didn't see this before.
This entire time...
You know what? Let me ask you something.
And...
for once can you just tell me the truth.
Sure.
Are you jealous of me?
What?
Are you jealous of me?
Why on Earth would you say something like that?
I'm prepared for either answer.
-Why would I be jealous-- -Oh, of me?
Why, why not?
I have a great family. I have great friends.
I'm about to start a great job.
I'm happy.
I think we need to get real with each other, Meg.
Yeah. I think so too.
I'm sorry, but you're lying to yourself.
-Why is that? -You are strong in so many ways,
but you're not an athlete.
-I'm a hiker. -Okay. (laughs)
That is like, so profound of you, but--
Listen, the trail is just me and what I can do.
And I can do this. Can you?
(laughs)
Yeah, I'm not asking you what you look like, Casey.
I think you might be confused.
You know what, here's why I'm doing this hike.
It's my last hoorah,
woo-woo, free-spirit moment after college.
-And you wanna get in shape. -Did I ever say that?
Is it not implied?
Okay, how about you? Why are you doing this hike?
Because you wanted to do it,
and I'm your best friend.
And I wanna help you get your life on track.
My life is on track.
Listen. Do you know what people say?
Behind your back, all your life, the jokes they make?
No, actually. I don't. What do people say?
I was your only friend sometimes.
I stood by you.
I was never embarrassed to be seen with you, like everybody else.
And I never once commented about your body to other people.
What did people say to you?
All sorts of things.
They're so mean, I don't even wanna tell you.
Like what?
Like you're fat, okay?
And ugly.
-Fat and ugly. -I know!
You do?
(scoffs) Of course I do! Who gives a shit?
You don't care that people think you're fat?
No, I don't care that people think I'm fat because I'm fat!
And I know that.
(chuckles) You know, and I know that to some people
that means that I'm ugly, but to me it doesn't!
(scoffs) You... You expect me to believe
that you don't care that people say all that,
or think that you're a...
a disgusting little pig?
Or that your rolls have rolls?
Or that you're a normal person's worst-case scenario?
Can you name one person who has ever said that to you?
Why can't you let me help you?
You know--
All those times you needed a friend, who was there?
All those times you wanted to feel included
when you weren't invited to parties
and-and I brought you along anyways!
And you would have gone to prom alone
if I hadn't told Jason Smith to ask you!
And trust me, I do it out of love.
Because I love watching you shine against the odds.
-What odds? -(Casey scoffs)
The fact that you were able to be so successful
and happy in spite of everything, it just--
it blows my mind! I-I-I ha--
I have no idea how you live inside your body!
I wish that I could bottle up your confidence.
Because if--
I would rip my skin clean off my body if I were you.
Megan: Mm.
Well, thank God you're not me then!
I thought we were in this together.
And I thought I could trust you with anything.
But now I feel like I don't even recognize you!
You know what?
You disgust me!
I... disgust you?
Really?
Here, you have this friend
who is trying to drag you,
kicking and screaming into a better, stronger life
and you decide you don't want it?
And you feel the need to walk around flaunting it?
When-when just the other day,
you posted that-that Instagram picture in a fucking bikini!
And you captioned it, "Living my best life"?
Whose best life? That is no one's best life!
That is the before picture on a reality show,
where the main character dies in surgery!
It makes me want to scream.
Fine, I give up! I give up! You know--
Just stay repulsive!
Stay unlovable!
Stay alone.
You disgust me.
Casey: I can't even look at you.
You're embarrassing.
You're vile!
You make me want to die!
I hate it.
I hate it! It's horrible!
I'm disgusting!
I can't look! I can't fucking take it!
(crying): I can't fucking take it!
(Casey sobbing)
(panting)
Megan: You never believed in me.
Did you?
You never thought of me as a best friend
or... or even a friend at all.
Just, just a way to build your broken self up!
You used me.
And I bet, I bet you think it's wrong
that someone like me can be happy
and someone like you can't!
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(Casey sniffles)
(sobbing)
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(Casey sobbing softly)
-(faucet squeaks) -(water running)
(faucet squeaks)
(sniffles)
Okay?
I'm gonna take a hike.
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