You can just stay with me in my loft.
We'll figure something out.
Luca.
I hope you're here to stay.
If you'll have me.
Seeing you brings up a lot of the old bad feelings.
JOAQUIN: I'm sorry.
The Bulk Beauty app officially launches.
[all cheering]
This is Davia.
She's gonna be your homeschool teacher.
ALICE: I just wish I could find a manager
who really believes in me.
I believe in you.
Why not let me be your manager?
Come on, what do you have to lose?
♪♪
-Ooh. -Oh, God!
Oh, it's happening!
You know you don't have to do it.
Yes, I do.
[squirting noises]
Do not try this at home.
Oh, that smell!
Okay, okay. Are you ready?
Three, two, one,
go!
[all cheering]
Damn! She's putting it down fast!
I once drank a bottle of cow's blood
at a Twilightcosplay party.
Why?
What? Like that's weirder than ketchup.
It's very weird. Ooh.
[all cheering]
-Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! -Finish it!
[triumphant music playing]
[all cheering]
[stomach rumbling]
Oh, no!
-Not on me! -Aah!
♪♪
Go outside!
Hold it in! Don't do it. Breathe.
Keep it cool.
[exhales]
-I'm good. -GAEL: You're good?
-I'm good! -Oh, thank God.
She's good! She's good!
[all cheering]
♪ Pa-pa-paa, pa-pa-pa-pa-pa
♪ Pa-pa-paa, pa-pa-pa-pa
♪ Then we'll find our peace of mind ♪
♪ You and me, Bel Ami
♪ Pa-pa-pa, pa-paaa
["Honey" by The Mad Ones Feat. Georgi Kay playing]
♪ I'm all in my head...
♪ I shouldn't have let you go ♪
♪ Then have a good time
♪ You saw all my face♪
♪ My true expression
♪ Laughing back at me
♪ Until we disconnected
You're up early.
-Hey. I hope I didn't wake you. -Mm-mm.
I'm just trying to get some of my own work done in the morning.
ISABELLA: It's beautiful.
I could see it on display at The Broad.
[Gael laughs] I don't know about that,
but... thank you.
It feels good to paint something I can put my own name on.
What do you mean?
I've been-- I've been painting for Yuri.
His concepts, sort of.
A lot of mine too.
Like, you've been painting the pieces
and he's been signing his name on them?
Yeah, but I get 10% commission,
which, you know, considering how much his paintings sell for,
it can be a lot.
I-- I'm sorry. Is that legal?
I mean, it's certainly not ethical.
It's a paycheck.
It's Yuri's signature that gets them sold.
Because he's established and collectible.
Okay, but I feel like
you're literally selling your soul to this guy.
Hey, it's-- It's not forever.
But we need the money for the baby.
Look, I'll get my work out there and get established myself,
and then we won't need Yuri's money.
Well, how're you gonna do that
if you're always painting for Yuri?
Especially when the baby gets here.
I'll get up early.
I'll stay up late.
I'll get it done. Okay?
And I'm trying to get this piece in a group show that's coming up, so...
I'm sure you will.
It's beautiful.
And you're so talented.
-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.
Okay. I'm gonna let you get back to work.
I don't wanna distract you.
♪♪
Hey, how are you settling in downstairs?
Um, uh, great. It's, um, really quiet.
I'm sorry you're on the couch.
No, that's fine. It's-- Thank you.
Hey.
[provocative music playing]
Good morning.
Um, I should probably get ready for work.
What's going on there?
-Nothing. -Morning, earthlings.
Mm-hmm.
ALICE: Excuse me.
Did someone eat my blueberry yogurt?
You guys know that my gut health relies on morning probiotics.
Um, I think maybe I did.
Davia said I could have her yogurt.
I just got it from the top right shelf.
Uh, that's my bad.
Uh, my shelf is the bottom left.
I should've been more specific.
No, no, it's-- It's my fault. I-- I should've asked.
I'm really sorry, Alice. I will-- I'll replace it.
Oh, I'll just replace it right now, it's fine.
Here.
What? Strawberry?
Is my favorite. Yay!
Look, eating someone else's food
is a common occurrence around here.
Don't worry about it.
[balloons popping loudly]
Okay. Can you please stop that?
How else are we supposed to get rid of these?
Puncture, don't poke.
It'll make less noise, like a gentle "eeeeee."
-[balloon pops loudly] -CLAIRE: Seriously!
It's a Band-Aid. You just gotta rip it off!
-[balloons popping loudly] -Stop! Stop!
What's going on?
Oh. These are seriously high-end balloons.
They're still full of air.
Hey, what happened to you?
You left the party without saying goodbye.
[provocative music playing]
I was just tired. Didn't wanna ruin the fun.
I'm really sorry that Evan didn't stay.
So there's nothing happening between you two?
Um... no.
We both decided to keep things professional between us.
I just hate thinking that you went home alone
and sad.
[provocative music playing]
It's okay, really.
Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news,
but I think I know why we're not getting more traffic on the app.
The hyperlink our marketing service sent out
is directing people to theblukbeauty.com.
Not thebulkbeauty.
Bluk? B-L-U-K?
B-L-U-K.
Should we have them send another email?
No one's gonna read a second email.
It looks bad! And really unprofessional right off the gate.
What if we buy blukbeauty
and re-route the traffic ourselves?
-RACHEL: That's a good idea. -Gina! Genius!
Uh... okay.
It's not available.
Who would buy blukbeauty?
Okay, so this problem asks you to find the missing exponent.
Elliot, please put down your phone.
I'm not doing anything on my phone.
Well, you're not paying attention.
Fine. The missing exponent is three.
Great. Good job.
Okay, now let's show your work.
But I already did it in my head.
And that's great.
But showing your work helps to identify the error
if you get a problem wrong.
Elliot, put your phone away or I will take it from you.
[sighs]
♪♪
JENNA: I don't mean to hurt you,
but I don't wanna have a relationship.
I'll respect your boundaries.
[car engine starting]
♪♪
JENNA: I love you.
So now that I have your Squarespace site up and running,
you're gonna be booking gigs left and right.
See, it has all of your stand-up clips,
social media links, contact info,
and there's a tool where anyone can book you directly.
-"No gig too small"? -Mm-hmm.
Doesn't that make me seem a little desperate?
Not at all.
It's all part of our strategy to say yes to everything.
Assuming it's not illegal, of course.
And what's the point of all this?
Maximum exposure.
Saying yes is the key to success.
I don't know.
Come on, it's so much easier to say yes than no.
If it's so easy, why don't you do it?
Fine. I will!
I will say yes to anything you ask me to do.
Hug Kelly.
♪♪
Wa-- What are you doing?
Are you trying to lift my wallet?
Okay.
Now confess the craziest thing you've ever done.
One time I asked the cashier at Chipotle to give me a water cup,
but then, I filled it with root beer instead.
I've never told anyone that story,
and the guilt has been eating me alive ever since.
[exhales deeply]
Wow, not cool.
Root beer with Mexican food? You're sick.
It felt so good to get that off my chest.
Thank you, Alice.
What's next?
♪♪
I'm not feeling the grief in this blue.
It needs more, uh, emotion.
Hey, I was thinking, we should have a show.
What exactly would that arrangement look like?
Just like the one we have now.
It's working out fine, yeah?
How many pieces are we talking?
Ten should do it.
Ten?
Not enough for a big show?
All right, 12.
What do you say?
[provocative music playing]
Hey.
Hey. Um...
♪♪
So listen, about the other night...
Yeah, I had fun and it was great.
But, um, I'm not really looking to get involved with someone
that I practically live with.
Coterie relationships can get kinda messy, you know?
Uh, no, I don't know.
I thought what happened between us really meant something.
Um...
I'm just kidding.
We're on the same page.
Oh, good.
-[phone dings] -Whew!
-Oh, no! -What's wrong?
We're trying to buy this domain name-- It's a long story.
The owner wants $50,000 for it.
He's totally holding it hostage.
Can we find an address for this owner?
"We"?
You helped me find Jenna.
And people can be more reasonable
if you confront them face-to-face.
I feel...
guilty
that Gael's making all the real sacrifices,
and I'm only working part-time.
And I'm scared he's eventually gonna resent me.
And?
And...
leave me.
Not the baby. He wouldn't--
He would never leave his child.
That makes sense.
It does?
It makes sense that you would feel that way
based on how your parents abandoned you.
That wound is deep, Isabella.
And I'd expect you to project those fears
onto the people closest to you.
What you have to be careful of, though,
is making it a self-fulfilling prophecy
by finding ways to push Gael out the door
because you expect him to leave you anyway.
He's just giving up so much to take care of me and the baby.
Well, maybe Gael is choosing
to do what makes him feel able to provide.
Maybe that sense of security means more to him
than having to paint for Yuri right now.
Look, what's most important is communication.
Tell Gael what you're feeling and let him answer for himself
instead of imagining what he's thinking and feeling.
Yeah.
But back to your parents...
have you heard anything from them?
♪♪
[yells]
No.
I haven't heard anything.
Okay, so you toss the apple in the air
and you try to stab it with the fork.
Okay. Sounds fun!
We'll see. I'm gonna post it on TikTok.
♪♪
Oh!
Oop!
It's so dusty down here.
Yeah, it's been a while since I've cleaned.
Oop!
-Oh, oh! -[gasps] You almost stabbed me!
The woman tried to kill me.
Okay. Oh, my--
Ow!
Uh! I thought this would be easier.
-Make it stop! -Only if you admit
that not everything's worth saying yes to.
Aah-ha-ha! I did it! Did you catch that?
Oh, the thrill of trying some new hard thing and succeeding!
What a rush!
Your task, should you choose to accept it,
is to detonate ten kindness bombs.
What's a kindness bomb?
Aggressive compliments to total strangers.
-What? -You can always say no.
Never!
[yelling] I love your sweater!
It's got a great pattern!
Louder next time.
[loudly] Your skin is glowing.
This is easy!
Yeah.
Who's next?
You have the most beautiful bald head.
Better than Dwayne Johnson.
Thank you.
Very smooth.
Your eyes are hauntingly beautiful.
Oh. What a lovely thing to say. Oh, my.
This is amazing!
♪♪
Hey! I haven't seen you around.
Hey! Yeah, I, uh...
I got a place to stay.
Well, that's cool.
So why are you out here?
Ivan-- Ivan's still shaking people down.
I need the money,
but, uh, I'll-- I'll keep my eye out.
Well, congrats.
Getting a roof over your head's a big deal.
As long as it lasts.
What do you mean?
You know how people are.
They try to help you,
but when they see how much you actually need, you know,
they realize maybe they took on more than they want to deal with
and ask you to leave.
I guess so.
-Take care. -You too.
[knocking on door]
Um... hi. Is Brian Lewis home?
I'm Brian.
Uh, we're journalists investigating the website
theblukbeauty.com
as a potential cover domain
linked to alt-right extremist message boards.
Is it true that you own the site?
Uh, yeah.
And what's your connection to white supremacists?
-None! -North Korea? Russia?
What about the flushing of White House documents down the toilet?
I don't know about any of that.
Okay, my mom got an email from some beauty company,
and the hyperlink had a typo, so I bought it,
hoping I could sell it to someone. That's it!
Well, I'm afraid you've entered dangerous territory,
because as long as you own blukbeauty,
you're gonna be linked to these groups.
And, I mean, if we found your address this easy,
then anybody on the dark web can.
The dark web?
Good luck.
And thank you so much for talking with us.
Okay, you are good! You remind me of myself.
-Toiletgate was a nice touch. -Thank you.
[both chuckling]
This is good. Really good.
Thank you.
But... it feels derivative of Yuri Elwin's new work.
I think maybe...
you're subconsciously mimicking his new style.
Or maybe Yuri's mimicking my work
since I'm the one who's doing all his painting for him!
Maybe you're subconsciously mimicking his new style?
Thanks for taking a look.
♪♪
Hey!
How was the show at the gallery?
He said my painting is derivative of Yuri's new work.
Which is your work!
That is such bullshit!
Yeah.
Sometimes I wish I'd never taken this job with Yuri in the first place.
Well, why don't you quit?
I can't quit.
Yuri wants to do a show. Twelve pieces!
That's a lot of potential commission.
I just need to make sure
my own work is more distinct from what I'm doing for Yuri.
I'm so sorry.
What can I do for you?
Nothing. It's okay.
♪♪
Hey, did anyone notice
that Luca was carrying all his stuff with him this morning?
-Yeah, I saw that. -Me too.
Maybe he's afraid someone around here is gonna steal his things.
I know one of you thieves stole my black designer glasses.
Mmm, you mean the ones on your head?
[gasps] Aw, it's a blessing. Thank you!
Guys, Luca's lost his things to street sweeps before.
It's-- It's probably just instinct to him at this point.
[indistinct chatter]
-Luca. Hey! -ALICE: Hey.
Hey, I'm making dinner. Are you hungry?
No, I, uh, I-- I just wanted to tell Alice
that I replaced your blueberry yogurt.
Oh, you didn't have to do that, but thank you.
Yeah, no problem.
Well, how about a glass of wine or something?
Uh, I'm good, thanks.
I wish he felt more at home in here.
I'm glad it's not me this time.
[knock on door]
It worked!
The kid sold theblukbeauty to us for only 100 bucks.
Congrats!
Thank you so much for helping me.
You're welcome.
Turns out we're a pretty good team.
Like Turner & Hooch.
Except... neither of us is a dog.
Anyway, uh, I should go.
So is that... all you came down here for?
Um...
Well, yeah, I thought it was... in-person kind of news.
Mm. Mm-hmm.
So... good night.
Good night.
[phone vibrating]
Hey.
Uh, hold on.
Okay.
I owe you one. Thank you.
All right.
MARIANA: What was that about?
♪♪
[exhales] I didn't tell you this, but I met with Jenna.
Talk about in-person kind of news.
"A world of dew
And within every dewdrop A world of struggle."
Kobayashi Issa.
That is an example of a haiku.
And now we're gonna write our own poem
using the five-seven-five syllable structure.
♪♪
Okay, I'll go first.
The day can feel long.
But school is almost over.
No homework tonight.
Okay, come on, Elliot.
Help me out here, I need you to participate.
I cannot teach you if you won't even look at me.
Fine.
You're a bad teacher.
Why did my dad hire you?
Find a new career.
It's great. Made a haiku!
Even though the word "hire" only has one syllable, we'll count it.
Hey! I have a meeting in Santa Monica,
but I'll be home by 6:00, and we'll figure out dinner then. Cool?
How's it going?
Actually, we're all done here.
Great! I'll see you tomorrow.
[knock on door]
Yuri, hi, it's Isabella.
Ah, of course!
-Look at that beautiful belly! -Aw!
-YURI: You are glowing. -Thank you.
Uh, Gael, he's, uh, he's not here.
Oh, I'm-- I'm actually here to talk to you.
Oh, all right, uh, please have a seat.
Thank you. Thank you.
[clears throat] So... what can I do for you?
Um...
Well, as you know,
Gael and I are starting a family.
[chuckles nervously]
And there's a lot of pressure on him to provide.
And with the amount of time he spends here with you,
he's not really able to work on his own painting.
You know, establish a name for himself.
So I was-- I was thinking,
considering how much work he does here,
it might be more fair to him
if you pay him more than 10% commission
on the paintings that you sell.
Aren't you the sweetest.
You coming down here, standing up for your man.
But there's not a chance in hell
Gael's gonna get a penny more than 10%.
♪♪
We both know that Gael is doing 100% of the work
for a fraction of the sales.
And he may need you,
but you need him too.
So I came up with a better equation.
Gael gets 50% of everything that you make.
Or I could tell everyone that Yuri Elwin
is a fraud.
♪♪
[Yuri exhales]
Guess I got no choice then.
Hey, uh, Luca.
Oh! Hey. I was, uh,
just trying to fix a few things around here.
Am-- Am I in your way?
No, no, no. Carry on. I mean, don't.
And thank you.
But... could you come with me for a sec?
We all wanna talk to you about something.
♪♪
We wanted you to have a place that feels like yours, so...
welcome to your room.
ALICE: I'm sorry we don't have a more private space for you
since all the lofts are currently rented.
But we wanted you to know that you are truly welcome here.
♪♪
I don't know... what to say.
Just...
thank you... so much.
For the front door and the mailbox.
I've, like, never had a set of keys before, so.
♪♪
ALICE: Welcome home.
DAVIA: "Dear Asher..."
It's too familiar.
"Dear Mr. Bowen, it is with great regret..."
Regret? Who am I kidding?
"Unfortunately, I don't think I'm the best fit for Elliot."
Because your son is a preteen monster.
"And I think it's better
"if you find a teacher more suited to Elliot's...
"learning style.
Therefore, today was my last day."
-[exhales] -[phone vibrating]
Hello?
Elliot?
Wait, what's wrong?
-I'm here. I'm here. -Where is he?
It's almost 7:00! He said he'd be back by 6:00!
Look, I'm sure everything's fine.
Your dad's probably just running late.
Then why didn't he call me?
Something's happened. Maybe he's dead! [hyperventilating]
Okay, um, uh, come on.
Uh, let's-- let's go outside
and let's get some fresh air, okay?
[continues hyperventilating] Can't breathe.
Elliot, look at me.
You're having a panic attack.
Elliot, just look at me, look at me.
You're going to be okay, all right?
Breathe with me.
In... and out.
That was great. Okay, now breathe in deeper.
In. Hold it.
And out.
Okay, again. Slower.
In...
You're doing great, Elliot. You're okay.
-Thank you for coming. -Of course.
Elliot!
Um, we're out here!
Davia? Oh, thank God. Hey.
Where were you?
I am so sorry, buddy.
I forgot my phone at home,
and I didn't realize until I was at the meeting.
And then we went late, and there was so much traffic coming back.
You could've called me from the meeting!
I couldn't.
I don't know your cell number.
I hate you.
You--
Um, he-- he just called me when he couldn't get ahold of you,
so I just came back.
Thanks for doing that.
Ugh, I can't believe I don't know his number.
No one knows anyone's number.
But he's my son!
I feel like I'm screwing all this up.
Laura did most of the parenting.
Did she...
pass away?
No. No, she, uh...
She ran away with a guy she met at the gym.
Oh! I'm sorry.
In fairness to her, he does have his own jet.
Elliot's always been an anxious kid.
And then I come home late tonight,
and he doesn't know where I am and he can't get ahold of me.
I feel like a shitty dad.
Well, look, if it's any consolation,
sometimes I feel like a shitty teacher,
but then I remind myself that kids are hard.
And they can make your job as a teacher or a parent challenging.
But you're here
and you're doing the best you can.
And Elliot...
he knows that, and he loves you for it.
-Thank you for saying that. -Yeah.
And I don't believe that you're a bad teacher
because you wouldn't be here right now if you were.
I-- I'll see you tomorrow?
Yeah. See you tomorrow.
["Sturdy" by Spectre Jones playing]
Good night.
♪ I don't know where to start ♪
♪ Tangled up in loose ends
♪ Sturdy on the small parts
♪ I'm almost halfway there
♪ Closer than a stone's throw ♪
♪ Further than a lost art
♪ Tie me up within the tight rope ♪
♪ Cut me loose so I can unfold ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh, oh-oo-o, oh-oo Oh-oh-oh, oh-oo-o, oh-oo ♪
♪ Hold hope
♪ You are fighting farther
♪ Than my wildest dreams went
♪ I break with just a touch
♪ I can't stop the bleeding
♪ You can stop the whole rush ♪
♪ All the streams will be our cool touch ♪
♪ While the fire binds my wounds up ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh, oh-oo-o, oh-oo
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oo-o, oh-oo ♪
♪ Hold hope, deep within
♪ You are fighting farther
♪ Than my wildest dreams...
MARIANA: Didn't Jenna say that she lived on a farm?
Plates from the van she got in are registered
to a Casey Miller at this address.
And that's the guy who was watching you in the coffee shop?
Yeah, he sat near us so he could hear what we were saying.
I mean, if she's so happy where she is,
then why is this guy watching her?
Like he doesn't trust her?
♪♪
-MARIANA: Who's that? -JOAQUIN: I don't know.
But I think we wait for this guy Casey with the van.
MARIANA: Or we talk to this woman.
She might tell us more than he will.
♪♪
Wow. I thought the ghost pepper would be a deal breaker.
I can't believe you actually did everything I challenged you to do.
It's been so amazing!
Like, doing things outside of my comfort zone
has made me feel alive!
[phone chimes]
It's a booking request on my site!
Oh, what's it say?
They want to book my friend Sumi from my TikTok.
"She's so funny!"
See? This just proves my point about exposure.
Sumi, you're supposed to be my manager, not my competition.
And this booking is the one thing I will say no to,
because my client comes first.
All right, fine.
I'll give this "yes" thing a shot.
Great! Because I booked you for a mortician conference.
As in, "I see dead people"?
Yeah, embalmers, funeral directors.
They want you to help lighten up the death industry.
Oh! And I've already got a joke for you.
If no one is laughing, just say,
"I'm dying up here."
Well, that's pretty good, actually.
Okay. Death industry, here I come.
Yep!
What did you do?
What did you say to Yuri?
-Ah, here you are. -Hey.
Your baby mama
came to visit yesterday to have a chat.
Isabella? Why?
Well, according to her,
I am taking advantage of the great Gael Martinez.
She feels that 50% commission would be more fair.
Is that what you're thinking?
No, of course not.
But, I mean, I-- I do a lot of the work.
Well, as I told her, I guess I got no choice.
You're fired.
♪♪
Gael, I am so sorry. I was only trying to help.
Well, you didn't help.
You stepped way over the line, Isabella!
How the hell am I supposed to support us now, huh?
I'm really so sorry.
-I--- -No. I can't right now.
[knocking on door]
Hi.
Uh, we're looking for Casey Miller.
That's my late husband.
Oh. Um, I'm sorry for your loss.
I'm-- I'm looking for my sister.
And the last time I saw her,
she was getting into a van registered to him.
Oh.
Yeah, it was a blue Ford Econoline.
Yes, he used to have a van like that,
but we don't have it anymore. I'm sorry.
Well, do you happen to know where it is?
No.
I really should start on dinner.
You know-- That's a lovely passage.
"As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord." Joshua 24:15.
You know it?
Of course, it was Joshua's last address
to the tribes of Israel.
It's my mom's favorite verse.
Listen...
I really don't know where the van is.
My son, Adam, has it.
-Adam Miller? -Yes.
Okay. Do you by chance have a number
-or an address for him? -I don't.
We haven't spoken in some time.
I understand.
Um, okay, well, if you hear from him,
will you give me a call?
-Of course. -Thank you.
I do hope you find your sister.
I'll be praying for you both.
Thank you.
Oh, I don't know wh--
Well, now we know his real name.
-Yeah. -[car engine starting]
How many Adam Millers you think there are out there?
[Mariana gasps]
Adam's my brother.
If your sister's with him,
she's in danger.
♪♪