Wasn't this community garden such a great idea?
All Space for Everyone residents will have access to it.
It's looking good.
Yeah, it's looking real good.
Molly, are you listening?
My bad. I am so sorry.
Wow, look at all these herbs.
This whole area was Isaac's idea.
Isaac. How's that going?
Good. Great, actually.
Last night he took me out to this amazing Ethiopian restaurant.
Ethiopian.
I love a meal you can eat with your hands.
I guess.
And then what did you do after that?
Just went back to my place to watch some House Hunters.
House Hunters, yum.
And did he stay over?
Molly, you are standing incredibly close to me right now.
What? No, I am not.
Don't be so American about your personal space.
I don't-- What does that mean?
It means there ain't nothing wrong with being a little physical.
Boop! Isn't that nice? Now you do it to me.
Boop.
Okay. I know we've all been working so hard.
Space for Everyone is really coming together.
Molly, why don't you show everybody the pictures we took?
I'm sorry. My computer's been acting weird lately.
I don't know what's wrong with it.
Did you click on something?
Yes, Howard. That's how computers work.
- Ugh. Let me check your search history. - No--
You don't-- That's not necessary.
Check out these last three searches.
"Bridgerton guy beach photos."
"Young Obamas kissing."
And "George Stephanopoulos wife still alive?"
Greeks are the hottest type of white.
I must have accidentally clicked on some targeted ads.
Don't worry, Molly.
If you looked at anyone's search history, it would be embarrassing.
Here, look at mine.
"J.Crew coupons," "science museum hours," "What is zaddy?"
Ugh, Arthur, we go over this every day.
- Is it a noun, verb or adjective? - Yes!
What's up?
- You okay? - Molly, a couple of years ago,
I swore off sugar,
and five days later, I punched a hole into my screen door.
Okay.
And I respect your recent decision to swear off sugar.
But I need you to know it is okay to have a candy bar from time to time.
- I don't-- I'm s-- What are we doing here? - Sex, Molly.
As a friend and a coworker, I think you need to have sex.
- Oh, my God, Sofia. - What? Am I wrong?
You're clearly horny as shit, and it's making you weird to be around.
Okay, fine.
I guess I have been a bit stifled.
But I'm just trying to be careful.
I dove into a new relationship after I split up with John,
and that wasn't good for me.
Who's talking about a relationship?
I know myself.
I'm not exactly the "have a candy bar every once in a while" kind of gal.
I'm more of a "buy the entire chocolate factory
until it sleeps with a 26-year-old."
You need to figure this out.
The next few weeks are gonna be busy, and I don't have time to be booped again.
I am way ahead of you.
I just booked a meditation retreat in Malibu that is designed to re-center
and refocus and annihilate cravings.
Seems like a huge waste of money. Just go to a bar with some cleave out.
I'm sorry. No. I am not doing that.
But thank you for hyping my melons.
Of course. Women support women.
There he is. Arthur, my consigliere.
I need your help with something.
Consigliere? Wow.
Am I gonna "make him an offer he can't refuse"?
Sorry.
No, I'm actually just auditioning potential wrestlers
to find the main heel in my wrestling league.
The heel?
Yeah, the heel. The villain. The big bad.
It's the most important part of any wrestling league.
The Rock did not become The Rock until he became a heel.
Wow. I'm flattered, but you're the expert.
I'm not sure how I can help.
Yeah, but you're my main investor. Plus, we're partners.
Also, I need your point of view as an everyman.
Just a nice, normal guy who eats toast and loves Yellowstone.
All right. That sounds fun. I'm in.
I'm actually not familiar with "Yellowstone," though.
Is that a musical artist or--
- You need to look it up. - Okay.
Oh, my God.
Kevin Costner on a horse and Midwestern land politics?
Yes, please.
Okay, I think you need to go talk to her.
Why? You should go talk to her.
- That's crazy. You're way nicer than I am. - No, I'm not.
Excuse me, isn't your whole thing helping people?
Not on an individual level.
Hi, guys. I'm so sorry. Was I bothering you?
I can go cry in the broom closet if you want.
Oh, no. It's all good, girl. You do you.
Yes. Let it out. We support you, girl boss.
This is so embarrassing.
I usually only cry tears of joy at work because I love our mission so much.
What's wrong?
I'm trying to do the seating chart for my wedding,
and it's just impossible.
There's so much drama between my family members.
What kind of drama?
You know what? It seems like you got this handled, Sofia.
My Aunt Poppy can't sit next to my Aunt Tenley
since she got cut out of the will because Grandfather
revealed she's not really his daughter.
She's his mistress.
And I'm interested again.
Ms. Wells. Welcome to the Stillbrook Center.
My name is Hannah,
and I will be your meditation guide this weekend.
Thank you, Hannah.
We'll be starting in the Sagebrush Room. I see you brought your driftwood.
Yes. I did.
It's a beautiful piece.
I can already tell you have a connection to it.
Come this way.
Have you been here before? This place seems great.
Welcome, travelers.
You are here because of a need to nourish your mental well-being.
Over the next 72 hours, through practice, you will conquer thirst,
you will conquer hunger, and you will conquer desire.
Love that.
We will begin with a centering exercise. Please, partner up.
Oh, no. Help me.
Excuse me, Hannah. I don't have a partner.
I'm so sorry I'm late, Hannah.
My motorcycle broke down on the way over here.
I had to drag it the last mile.
No problem.
Why don't you partner up with Ms. Wells here?
Hey. I'm Benjamin Bratt.
Fuck me.
Thank you for coming in today, Craig.
We thought we'd just keep it loose,
have you improv a few insults at me as if I'm just sitting in the crowd.
Got it. Should I step into it or...
Of course. Whatever makes you comfortable.
Okay.
Look at this grown-ass, man-child,
sad sack of shit wearing a little boy's hoodie.
Did your mom buy you that when she wasn't upstairs
making Totino's Pizza Rolls?
You look like you've just spent the last hour
trying to draw realistic boobs on a Pikachu.
- Okay, thank you. - I'm not done.
What's going on with the glasses?
Did you put Steve Urkel on your vision board?
And by the way, how the fuck do you look like a grandpa
and a little kid at the same time?
Thanks for coming in, Craig. We'll let you know.
I got a headshot here.
That's okay. I think I'll remember you.
All right. Thank you.
Wow, that guy was really good. His language was very vibrant.
- I didn't like him at all. - I got another one.
You look like if Luther Vandross worked at a GameStop.
Thank you, Craig. We're done here.
A moment, please, while I cleanse the aura.
Hey, listen,
I'm sorry you got saddled with me as a partner last minute.
Oh, no, it's fine. Great.
Have you been here before?
Nope. My first time.
Not my first time, but it's my first time here.
Yeah. You?
Yeah, sometimes I like to come here to decompress after
- a big shoot. - Sure.
Acting can be very draining.
But it's rewarding. You help so many people.
- Yeah. You really do. - Yeah.
One time I had really bad pink eye,
and I watched maybe ten Law & Order s back-to-back.
You really got me through that time.
So, thank you, Mr. Bratt.
I'm sorry if I seem a little nervous.
I'm just-- I'm a big fan.
- What? - Yeah.
All of your charity work is incredible.
And that speech you gave at the Silver Moon Summit last year,
super inspiring.
- Wow. W-- - Can I--
Can I tell you something embarrassing?
Okay.
Sometimes I work out to your speech.
Okay. We are going to get in tune with our partners.
Face them, please.
What?
Don't do anything. Just be.
Look into each other's eyes. It will feel uncomfortable.
But the purpose of this is to get comfortable with discomfort.
She's laughing.
Ms. Wells, please.
I'm sorry.
Ms. Wells, you are going to get us in trouble.
Oh, my God, shut up, Benjamin Bratt.
And then things got even worse when Aunt Poppy threw a gin and tonic
at Aunt Tenley during a dressage exhibition.
What's dressage?
Horse dancing.
- I'm sorry? - It's a competition.
The score is based on the accuracy
of the horse's canter multiplied by how it comports itself.
And this happens in America?
This is better than 98% of what's on streaming right now.
Content is spread too thin.
Do you know what? We can do this. We can figure this out.
Oh, my God, you guys!
I wished upon a star last night for help, and it came true.
- Oh, brother. - Let's start with Uncle Dickey.
He can't sit next to his sisters because they blame him
for letting the family winery fall into disrepair.
Also, his wife hasn't been seen in years.
You okay?
Am I okay? Are you okay?
What type of fucked-up question is that to ask somebody?
Sorry.
I'm fine. Let's just keep going.
Hey, why don't I take the lead on this next one? Okay?
"Body Slam Sam." What a fun name.
Here he is!
The pathetic, middle-aged, divorced white guy of the year.
How's your relationship going with your left hand?
Hey, can you do me a favor?
Can you tell your dad, Orville Redenbacher, I said hi?
Does anyone else think this sad sack of shit
look like he got turned away at the door on January 6th?
Okay, I didn't know these things could get political.
You look like Madame Tussauds' version of Ellen after a week in a hot trunk.
You little pencil-necked bitch.
Just getting my impressions down here.
Great. That was very immersive.
Hey, man, thanks for letting me come play.
Yeah.
Yeah, that was super fun.
Nice work, everyone. Let's move on to breath work.
I want you to get closer to your partner,
and place your hand on their heart.
Feel their heartbeat as they feel yours.
Good.
Now, as the breath begins,
concentrate on maintaining that connection.
Excellent. Focus on the breath.
Let it ground you. Breathe in.
Breathe out. Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Breathe in.
Breathe--
Ms. Wells, that's not exactly what we're looking for in our breath work.
I'm so sorry, Trevor.
- Hannah. - Hannah, yes.
I'm-- I gotta go take a shit.
Wait. Wait a minute.
If we take Cousin Serena and put her at table four,
then that frees up table twelve,
and we'll avoid any of the Broder-Atchisons
- sitting next to the Atchison-Broders. - Sure, yeah, try that.
Put her at table four, where she'll be sitting next to Chelsea,
who slept with her ex-boyfriend during the regatta!
Oh, shit. You're right.
It's like you haven't even been listening.
Sofia, Nicholas, please don't fight.
This chart is impossible.
But just the fact that you tried, it means so much to me.
These are a third type of tears: gratitude.
Okay, I think we're all just getting a little too caught up in the details.
This all starts with the OGs, Aunts Tenley and Poppy.
If we break one of them, then the rest of them will fall in line.
Ainsley.
- Give me your phone. - What?
Give me your phone. I'm calling Aunt Poppy.
- She doesn't get to do this to you. No! - Nicholas, I don't think we should--
If a pretty white cis girl doesn't get to have the wedding of her dreams,
then where are we at as a country?
This is America. We used to stand for something.
He's right. Give him your phone.
- Thank you. - Yes, here you go.
That wrestler was crazy.
I don't look like any of these January 6th guys, right?
- No. Definitely not. - No.
Well, that guy a little.
Should we decide which heel we like the best?
I didn't like any of 'em.
I mean, they were mean, sure,
but you should love to hate a great heel, not just hate them.
Yeah, I agree. These guys were jerks.
And they weren't even right.
You're a great, interesting guy, and honestly,
you're a really good dresser.
Khaki is very in right now.
Odell Beckham Jr. wore khaki overalls to the ESPYs.
Thank you. I'm sure he or she is very stylish.
And you should know that you are not some man-child.
You are a guy who has passion.
And that, sir, is a quality we could use more of in this world.
And by the way, I saw Luther Vandross in concert in 1993,
and he was gorgeous.
Just like you.
We still need someone to play the heel,
so I think we should just keep interviewing
- until we find someone that we like. - No, you shut it, Aunt Poppy.
You need to take some salad tongs,
pick those tits up off the ground and turn that hearing aid up,
'cause I got a news flash for ya, bitch.
Your niece is a perfect gem of a human being
and does not deserve to have her wedding ruined
by some decaying hag who's just jealous
because her dick dock is 70% graveyard dust at this point. Goodbye.
Molly, is everything okay?
- Sofia, thank God. - What's wrong?
I'm at this retreat, and Benjamin Bratt is here.
- Mr. Congeniality? - Yes.
And he is somehow even better-looking in person.
And the worst part is, I think he's into me.
Okay, so what's the problem?
The problem is, he's touching me while I breathe,
and instead of re-centering myself,
all I can think about is putting my hands in his mouth
- and rummaging around in there. - What?
Okay, Molly, don't overthink it. Life is giving you a gift.
Don't reject the gift. Unwrap it and have sex with it.
Sofia, I gotta go.
It's Christmas morning,
and Mama's got a big old package under the tree.
Just don't say anything weird like that--
Where did everybody go?
I thought we could feed our partners strawberries.
I think that would really center me.
We're actually moving into the solitude phase of the retreat.
Is there a-- a partner option for the solitude phase?
There is not.
But if you are struggling with desire, you may request a second apple.
Aunt Tenley, listen.
If he doesn't wanna have sex with you anymore,
maybe it's something you're doing.
Have you ever thought about that? Okay, don't get mad.
All right, I gotta go.
Nicholas, how would you like to have a job where you get
to take your shirt off and belittle people in front of an adoring crowd?
I'm not legally allowed to work at an Abercrombie anymore.
No. Not that.
Howard needs a heel for his wrestling show.
You want me to be in the show as a performer?
You'd be perfect.
Wrestling is acting, you're charming and witty,
and you can say anything to people, and they still love you.
Oh, my God. Hold on a sec.
Millie, what is this hideous sweater? You look like Grimace taking a shit.
Thank you.
See? You're a natural.
It is an interesting idea.
I am coming out of my ingenue era and entering my villain era.
You have got to do this. You would be the perfect heel.
Okay, what the hell, I'll do it. Congrats.
Somehow you've made professional wrestling even more homoerotic.
Yes, we have.
Now get away from my desk, you limp-dick losers.
It's perfect. It's perfect.
Screw it.
I'm sorry.
- What are you doing here? - Honestly, I was looking for you.
I mean, I know it's against the rules
to be outside of our rooms right now, but I really wanted to talk.
Oh, my God, I was looking for you too. I hope that's not too weird.
It's not weird at all.
There's just this energy between us.
- Are you feeling that too? - Oh, God, totally.
You are so beautiful right now.
Like the Russian tundra at twilight. I just filmed there.
- I bet it was incredible. - It was.
I can't say much more. I signed an NDA.
Listen, before this goes any further
I feel like there's something I should tell you.
- Oh, God. You're not married, are you? - No way. I'm not the marrying type.
Yeah, I didn't think so.
Not in this universe anyway.
No, what I was going to say was that I'm moving to London next week
to shoot a live-action version of Despicable Me.
I'll be there for two years, so--
Wait, are you saying that this is just gonna be a one-night thing?
Yes. Yes, I am. Is that okay?
Benjamin...
Ben. Jamin.
That is truly the hottest thing you could have said to me right now.
I guess we'll be like two Minions passing in the night.
Ms. Wells, Mr. Bratt. Excuse me.
You two are very out of phase right now.
I asked you to stay in your rooms.
Yes, we were just-- we were out getting some air.
- Right? Yeah. - Yeah.
We take our rules at the Stillbrook Center very seriously.
Our program is specifically designed to set you on a path to heal yourself.
Yeah, if I'm gonna heal myself
the best thing for me to do right now
is to bone this insanely hot guy.
Thank you.
You're welcome. I mean it.
I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
One step ahead of you.
Do you wanna take my helicopter to the Four Seasons?
- Yes. - Okay.
See ya, Hannah.
Good morning. How are you today? Good morning.
Okay. I got us Frappuccinos.
Thank you.
So, what's on the docket today, mamacita?
Wow, you seem different. How was the retreat?
Let's just say ole Molly got some sugar this weekend.
What?
I ate the whole candy bar, creamy nougat center and all.
Just took a real bite out of that thing.
- Big chunks. - Okay.
Okay, I think we got it.
But honestly, you've been through a lot, Molly, so I'm really happy for you.
Thank you for all your help.
And I secretly took pictures of him while he was asleep.
You have to show me immediately.
Oh, my-- Holy shit. You are back.