♪ cheerful music playing ♪
[grunts] [phone dings]
CLAY: Oh, shit.
[indistinct chatter]
- Clay! Dougie Lewis.
We used to have the same agent back in the day.
- Oh, yeah. Hey, Dougie, how you doin'?
- Well, not great, you know?
Things have been a little... rough, to be honest.
You know, I haven't booked a job since I posted that manifesto,
and a Ford Fusion is no place to live, so.
- Yeah. - I can't believe they let you back
on the lot after all that trouble you used to cause.
- Ah, yeah, I had to sign a crazy strict morals clause.
Speaking of which-- - Hey, you know what?
I'm actually here auditioning for a couple lines
on Chicago Hope: Miami.
I don't know if you know anybody over there--
- Oh, I really don't. I'm, uh-- - That's why I got this suit, you know?
The guy at the garage sale wanted 40 bucks.
- I said, "I can't afford that." - Hey, Dougie, look.
I'm sorry your life sucks,
but I fucked someone I wasn't supposed to,
so I have to get to wardrobe right now.
- Okay. Roger that.
- Yeah. - Break a leg.
- So. - Oh!
- You and my mom, doin' the deed.
- Okay, if you need to hit me, go ahead.
Just don't break my nose, my septum's hanging on by a thread.
- I'm not gonna hit you.
I just wanna know, man to man, do you like my mom?
Or do you like-like my mom?
- I like-like what we did,
but I don't feel comfortable talking to you about any of this.
- Cool... Cool.
I was just worried
'cause if it was one of those "wham bam thank you, Mom" situations,
she does not handle that well.
- What do you mean?
- She was dating this guy and he was using her,
and she kinda smashed his windshield, and the neighbors had to call the police.
- Whoa! No, no, no. None of that here. No, no.
- Awesome!
My real mom and my TV dad dating. Uh, dreams come true much?
♪ theme music playing ♪
- Good morning. Morning, morning, morning.
[indistinct chatter]
All right, let's get-- Oh, hello, people I don't know.
- Hi, Gordon. Gordon, uh-- Everyone, this is Gordon.
He is the creator of the original show.
Also, technically, my father. Uh, Gordon, new writers.
- Oh! Okay. Ah, good for us.
This one of those... diversity intern training things?
- Uh-- GORDON: You know what?
Personally, I think it's a shame you're not getting paid
'cause that's not right at all, but I will say this,
the lessons you're gonna learn, invaluable.
Case in point:
misunderstandings, always funny.
Example, guy's in a store and he's talking to a busty salesgirl--
HANNAH: Okay, stop!
No, Gordon, these are the writers
that I hired for the show before you decided to
join us. Yeah. GORDON: Oh.
- Janae comes from the Harvard Lampoon,
Benny is an amazing queer playwright,
and Azmina wrote an amazing spec script,
and fine, is also from the Disney diversity program.
- What, no Eskimos?
- Oh my god.
- Wow.
- Literal gasp.
GORDON: Uh-oh. What? Did I just step in it?
Is... Is one of you part Eskimo?
- No, that's not the problem. - All right, good, good.
Hey, little fun fact.
I happen to be Eskimo brothers with Don Johnson.
- Hey.
Uh, did you read the rewrite? - No, not yet.
- Yeah, they added a scene.
Uh, we're in bed. - Oh.
- Foolin' around. - Ooh.
- That's actually kind of racy compared to how tame we had to keep it on network.
[laughs] I just, just wanted to make sure you're okay with it?
- Yeah, why wouldn't I be?
- Oh, uh, well, you know, just, um... given our history.
- Mmm.
You think that your mouth is a wormhole
and I'm gonna fall right back into 2005?
- [laughs] No, no! What? No, no, no, no, no.
- Yeah, you do. I think you do. - Oh, I don't, I don't. I'm tellin'--
No, this is fine, this is great.
- Okay. - This is great, Bree.
You're fine, I'm fine, uh.
Just worried about... oh, you know.
- What?
- You're going through a divorce right now.
- Oh.
- You might be feeling a little bit lonely and vulnerable,
which could, you know, lead to stirrings of old feelings.
- You are being so condescending right now--
- No, no, honey, I'm not being condescending. - Yeah, you're doing it right now.
- Bree, I am not being-- - Still doing it.
Still doing it.
Lana!
I just walked into my trailer to find a full assortment of Spanx waiting for me.
Are you trying to tell me something?
- I don't know what you're talkin' about.
- Oh, well, I guess I just got visited by the Spanx fairy then.
- Sweetie, it's Hollywood.
There's not an actress over 40 raw doggin' it these days.
- Charming. - Just be careful wearing them on a date.
When a man undresses you,
you expand like one of those mattresses in a box.
- Well, I haven't had to worry about that in a while.
- Why? Oh, sorry. Couldn't help but overhear.
- Because I haven't been on a first date in 15 years.
- That's since I was six years old.
- Why is everyone trying to hurt me today?
- Okay, look, we gotta fix this,
take you out, help you meet some hot zaddies.
What are you doing tomorrow night?
- I can't, I am so behind on Cupcake Wars.
I just heard myself. Where do you wanna go?
- Let's get some dinner and then go someplace fun.
What do you wanna eat: sushi or Mexican?
- Mexican. - I'd go for sushi.
- Fuck off, Lana! - Ooh, somebody's hangry.
- Shorter? - Yeah.
- There's my guy. - Oh god.
- Got a hot little tip for ya.
You know that special lady you've been crushin' on?
- You mean, your mom? - It's her birthday Saturday.
I scored us a res at the O-G, Olive Garden.
Let's just say if you were to show up at the table
with the never-ending breadsticks, she would not be mad.
- Oh, hell yes. As long as it's not Saturday, I'm in.
- Oh, I just said it was Saturday.
Oh, what about brunch on Sunday?
- [sighs] We need to find a way to bring Whitney and Josie closer.
- Okay. What if... there's a, a hot delivery guy
and both girls are ordering all this stuff they don't even want
just so they can see the guy.
And then on the way out, there's, like, a big box,
he trips over the box
'cause hot plus clumsy, always funny.
Right? HANNAH: Yeah, so, in real life,
people don't just magically trip over things
the exact moment you need them to.
- They can if you write that.
- I wanna do something less sitcom-y,
or, you know, at least something that passes the Bechdel test.
[writers chuckling] - What?
- Something that passes the Bechdel test.
- No, I heard her... I just don't know what the fuck that is.
- Guys, let's go easy on him. [whispers] He's old.
- I heard that, too, Carrot Top.
Or Carrot Bottom, I don't wanna make assumptions.
AZMINA: To pass the Bechdel test,
the script must have at least one exchange between two women
where they're not talking about a man.
- Is she still talkin'? 'Cause I dozed off.
- This is probably too meta, but-- [chuckles]
Oh my god. [laughs]
- [laughs] This is exciting, she's got somethin' here.
- What if they bond by talking about Alison Bechdel?
[writers laughing] - That's hilarious.
HANNAH: Oh, I like that. - All right, I, I also get why it's funny.
Um, can I speak to you for a second outside?
HANNAH: Yeah.
What's the problem?
- I was under the impression we're still makin' a comedy.
- Oh my god, just because they're not pitching, like, old-timey jokes
- doesn't m-- - No, no, no. They're not pitching jokes period.
- So, comedy's evolved since you last wrote for television.
I mean, honestly, whole species have evolved.
- Listen, we don't schlep in a live audience every week
so they can sit there and nod in thoughtful amusement.
We need them to actually laugh.
- Yeah, I get it, and trust me, these writers are very funny.
- I-- [door opens]
- The bathroom is that way?
- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah, A-Azmina.
- Funniest food?
- Uh, I don't know. Uh, oatmeal.
- Oatmeal... Aren't you embarrassed?
It's pickles.
- Pickles?
- Okay. Let's get this on its feet.
Or maybe I should say on its back.
[chuckling]
Jake, you're in the hall.
Lawrence is on top of Josie.
- I'm on top of her, huh? JERRY: Uh-huh, yeah.
- Oh, okay. Umm.
All right, so... so we'll mock the kissing.
- Oh my god, I'm gonna punch you in the face.
- And action!
- All right, wow.
Looks like we have the house all to ourselves.
BREE: Mm. JERRY: And you're kissing.
- Kiss, kiss. Kiss, kiss. - Kiss, kiss. Kiss, kiss.
- Now the canoodling's getting hot and heavy.
REED: All right.
- Very nice. Humpy, humpy... Very nice. [moaning]
[gasps]
- Um. - Okay, what is that?
- Nothing, it's nothing. - Doesn't feel like nothing.
[door opens] - Don't mind me, just lookin' for my keys.
BOTH: Jake!
- Ah, ah, ah, I think it's funnier if you stay on top of her.
- You want me to stay on top of her? - Yeah.
- Oh.
- Oh boy. - But... there's, you know,
in terms of the momentum of the scene--
- Jer, I think Reed wants to get off now. - Not, Not what I said.
- Okay, fine, Lawrence gets out of the bed.
- Uh, uh, or, or, uh, here's a thought. Lawrence stays in bed.
- You don't wanna get outta bed?
- I really don't.
- Jerry, is it funny if I pull off the covers--
- No, no, no, nope. Nope, not funny. [Bree chuckles]
- Oh, I get it. [Bree laughing]
It's no big deal, everyone,
Reed just has an erection. - Yep!
[all laughing] - Let's take five
on account of Reed's erection.
- Hey, uh, Jerry, is this a hard five or a soft five?
[laughing continues] - Unbelievable.
That's-- Really, Really, Jerry? You don't laugh in 56 years. That got you?
[Reed sighs]
- Right, so, uh, where did we leave off yesterday?
- Gordon pitched that Caitlyn Jenner joke and then you threw an orange at him.
- It was a tangelo. - Yeah, that's the important part.
- Okay, right. I mean, uh, before that.
- Uh, we talked about the fight you and your dad had in the kitchen.
And a lot of other fights you two have had.
- And then we watched an episode of Yellowjackets.
- I will admit I was a bit... thrown yesterday,
but, today, we are-- [knocks on door]
GORDON: Good news, everyone.
The comedy cavalry has arrived.
- Good morning! Delivery from Jews 'R' Us.
- Sorry we're late, we've been wandering in Palm Desert for 40 years.
- Ignore these old fucks.
They saw some actress out there
and they got their first hard-ons in 20 years.
[men laughing] - Let me introduce everybody.
This is Alan, Bob, Selma.
Say hello to Benny, Janae, and Azmina.
- Azmina... I think I take that for my gout.
- Azmina, that's a Spanish name, if I'm not mistaken.
- Sorta. - My first wife was Latin.
Case you ever wonder why I'm scared of you.
[men laughing]
- Uh, kitchen?
- All righty.
They're exactly what we need.
- Oh, well, then I'm shocked they were available at a moment's notice.
Did you find them feeding birds in the park?
- They're funny.
Every single one of those writers
has been making sitcoms since before you were born.
- That's not a point in their favor.
We don't need a bunch of dinosaurs in the writers' room.
- So funny you say that,
Alan ran the last two seasons of Dinosaurs on ABC.
- Yeah, again, "wrote for giant puppets" is not the mic drop you think it is.
- Trust me, when it's late and we're tired,
and we're stuck on that last page of a rewrite,
you are gonna want pros like them.
They can come up with a joke that gets ya home every time.
They're legends.
And they're hipper than you think. [door opens]
Hey. - Nice kids,
but Selma had this great cunt joke, went over like a fart in schule.
Also, uh, where can I find a fax machine?
- Oh, hold up. We gotta meet the Queen Bree.
Queen Bree Marie Jensen, and she's single.
- Can we, um, can we just tape this later
because, honestly, I'm feeling really gross right now,
and according to wardrobe,
I look like a cow if I'm not wearing Spanx.
- We're live to 85,000 people.
- [perky] Oh, hi, everyone! - Hey, yeah.
- Hello!
You should show them the bird that lives in the light grid!
- Good call!
How hilarious is she?
JERRY: Hey, Bree... Uh, Reed, a moment.
I just came from a bullshit meeting at HR about what happened yesterday.
- What happened yesterday?
- Sweetheart, you got a hard-on. [Bree chuckles]
Apparently, that's against company policy.
- Oh my god, there was a meeting?
- Oh my god, this is the greatest thing ever.
- I'm supposed to make you feel comfortable because,
"The Walt Disney company is committed to providing
"a safe and secure workplace environment.
"We must all work together for a better tomorrow.
Walt Disney, where dreams come true."
- All right, great-- - Just to be clear,
Jerry, um, I'm not in trouble for being so hot that Reed got an erection?
This is on Reed for being a dog
who goes full lipstick if someone touches him, right?
[Reed laughs sarcastically] - No, this is about Reed.
None of the executives made fun of you.
- Okay, the only reason this happened is because I was reacting in character,
as Lawrence, who was being aroused by his wife, Josie.
BREE: No, I don't think that's what it is.
What I think happened is that you're confused because of our history
and I think you still have feelings for me.
- I do not still have feelings for you. I am in a committed relationship.
- Right, with Nora, who's a real person in New York City.
- Okay, you know what? Thank you so very much, Jerry,
for bringin' this to my attention and reading this document.
I have had enough.
- Oh, no, there's, there's somethin' else.
Uh, Dennis, where's the thing and the thing?
- Here you go. - Wh-What are we doin' now?
[Bree giggles] - This is called a vajoga.
[giggling] - [softly] God.
- I'm thrilled to announce you place it between your stuff and her business
as a protective barrier.
- Um, Jerry, I don't think you are aware of just how hard Reed was yesterday.
I don't think that's gonna be enough protection.
- Please kill me.
- There's also this modesty sock.
- Tell me more.
- Well, you lace it around your member
and pull on the strap until you achieve a snug fit.
This is fun. [laughs]
- Well, I won't need a vajoga, and I won't need a sock
because after today, I may never get hard again.
♪
- Hey, naughty man.
I knit you a scarf.
You wanna try it on for size?
- Oh, I, I don't know. I... wouldn't want you to get cold.
- Don't worry, I run hot.
Especially since I hit my 50s.
- Oh, wow, you know, I, uh, just came to grab my, uh--
They need me on stage, so.
- Ooh, are you tryin' to run away, my little bunny?
'Cause that would make Mommy so upset with you.
- No, no, no, no. No need to get upset.
Nobody's trying to run away.
I just, l-literally, have to get back to the stage
to do my scene.
- Oh, what if we shot a little scene?
"Interior me, Clay enters."
- Oh, boy, I would really love that, uh,
but they're callin' me, so, uh... Clay has to exit.
Reed! Hey! Can I hide in your trailer?
- Is this Zack's mom again?
- Yeah, he found out, but he's not even pissed at me,
and now that everyone's okay with it, uch, it just feels wrong.
- So break it off with her.
- Well... Zack told me she busted out some dude's windshield
for trying to cut and run, and I can't afford that kind of trouble.
- Well, I got problems of my own.
Apparently, there was a whole HR meeting
about my totally involuntary and completely understandable incident.
- Your dick caused an HR situation?
- Yeah. - Interesting.
- Now we have to rehearse the scene... What if it happens again?
- Just be a professional and go crank your hog first.
- I'm not gonna pleasure myself at work, Clay.
- That's practically all I do.
Why do you think I never know my lines?
- [clears throat] Okay, it's, uh, 3:00
and we are still in the A scene.
- That's because it took you guys an hour to decide where to get lunch.
- And then an hour to complain about the lunch once it got here.
- That meatloaf is, is still not sitting well with me.
- [softly] Oh my god. - Oh, what, what organ is-is right here?
- Please don't die.
Then I'd be the schlockiest writer alive.
- What about Murray Klein?
- Murray Klein died on a sound stage just like all his pictures.
[Bob chuckles] - He should rest in peace.
Terrible writer, but a fantastic lay.
- Oh, sweet Jesus. Okay, can we, can we please get back to the story?
All right.
Cody is broke, why is he broke?
- Crippling student loans.
- Inflation. Gas prices.
- He, He lost his job because he falls asleep whenever he hears a bell.
[laughing] - Ha!
- What?
- What do you mean "what?" Obviously, he's been hypnotized.
BOB: Thank you.
- When I was on the Lampoon--
- Okay, that's four.
- I count five.
- What, what about, um, crypto or an NFT?
- What the hell is an NFT?
- What if Cody loses his shirt playin' the ponies?
- So, he's addicted to gambling and he supports animal abuse.
- I thought gay people were supposed to be fun.
- I'm gonna order you some of those boxer briefs in fun colors.
- Ooh, thank you.
- I like it 'cause you don't see a panty line on TV.
[knocks on door] - Yeah.
- Hey, guys. We got a little situation here.
This dude's from corporate HR.
- Hi, I'm, uh, Tony Fingerton.
- Well, hello, Mr. Fingerton.
May I offer you some grapes or a Go-Gurt?
- Oh, yeah, uh, sure. Uh, both would be--
- No. We're not gonna give this creep anything.
Wait 'til you hear what he has to say.
- Fine.
Uh, uh, we've, uh, received word of, um, unreported on-set romance,
which goes against, um,
s-- uh, section four of the employee conduct handbook.
- But she's not even an employee.
- W-- Uh, well, um-- - That's what I said,
but he said it's a problem because you were a minor
when your mom and I originally met.
- Correct. I-I-I'm sorry, but if you don't end the relationship,
we will find Mr. Barber in violation of his contract
and he will be terminated immediately.
- Oh my. - What?! That's B.S.!
- Language.
- Aw, man, bro.
You've got a tough decision to make.
JERRY: Okay.
Do we dare try the kiss at the top for real this time?
- I don't know, Jerry,
I would hate to see Reed punch a hole in a perfectly good vajoga.
REED: Yeah, yeah, yeah. We can do the kiss. [Dennis laughing]
- Are you sure you can handle it?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
- Yeah. - Okay.
- Okay, I am an artist, and I have control of my instrument.
- As long as I don't feel your instrument on my leg.
- All right, people, settle,
and may god have mercy on our souls, action.
- Finally, have the house to ourselves. - Mm-hm.
[chuckling]
[Bree crying]
- Bree?
Are you crying?
Wait, are you okay? - No, I just-- [crying]
- Wait, Bree, are you okay?
- What'd you do this time?
- That was not my fault, completely flaccid over here!
- Hello.
- Look, I am so upset about this whole HR situation,
but you know the rules-- - Stop it.
I knew the whole thing was fake the minute "Mr. Fingerton" opened his mouth.
- What? - Clay.
- Okay, Susan, hold on. Don't get mad. I-- - I'm not mad,
but I am very disappointed.
- Oh my god, that's so much worse.
Look, it's not what you think. I can explain,
so there's no reason to start freakin' out and smashing windshields--
- What?!
Wait, is that what Zack told you?
Oh, I see what's happening here.
Can I be vulgar for a moment?
- You're askin' me?
- I like... to fuck.
And that's not easy for a son to understand about his mother,
especially after a divorce.
I broke that windshield from inside the car... with my foot
while having an orgasm.
The neighbors heard and called the police.
- Jesus, that's actually impressive.
- I owe it all to kettlebells.
- So, you're not mad that I don't wanna have a relationship?
- I was married for 25 years.
I only go after men who have nothing to offer me romantically.
Rough trade boys like yourself are... kind of my thing.
- Well, being called a rough trade boy
by women like you is, uh, kind of my thing.
- Now that Zack thinks you'll get fired if we're together,
it's even more forbidden than it was before.
- Hm.
- Maybe someday when you're drunk and misbehaving,
you'll gimme a call and I'll come and set ya straight.
- I'd like that, Susan... I really would.
- Take care of yourself, Clayton.
But not too well.
- She's a heck of a woman.
[Clay sighs] I probably would've chosen my career, too.
- Well, it was neck and neck.
- Thanks for being so cool to my mom.
It was great seeing her happy.
- Well, she's a nice lady.
- At least you're still my TV dad.
- [chuckles] Yeah, well... see ya tomorrow.
- Good night.
- Look. Hey, I'm goin' to get a hamburger after this,
- so if you wanna-- - Seriously?
Shotgun! - Hey, calm down, separate cars.
- Right.
Race ya!
[sighs]
- I can't believe I cried in front of everybody like that today.
- Can I ask you something? - Mm-hm.
- Why did you and Reed break up?
- Oh, we made each other crazy. In the good way and the bad way.
It was just too intense to last. Totally the opposite with my ex-husband.
- Maybe that's why you ran off with him.
- Yeah, I might have over-corrected.
- So, today?
- I think kissing Reed... took me back to the years
when someone made me feel sexy... and loved.
And I got overwhelmed with how long it's been.
- Well, not having that in your marriage must've been awful.
- It, It was good in the beginning. Anders and I had a lot of nice times.
I got to wear a crown, they named an iceberg after me.
Wait, were they calling me cold?
- Well-- - What?
if it makes you feel any better,
half of the guys on the crew wanna bang you.
- Oh my god! No, they don't.
Do they? - Yeah.
- Even the cute grip who looks like Jesus?
- You are an 11 out of 10.
If you were feeling yourself, you could take anybody
in this bar home tonight.
I think that is what you need to get yourself right again.
- Maybe you're right. - Mm-hm.
- Maybe I need to have hot, crazy, meaningless sex with a stranger-- - Mm-hm. Mm-hm.
- no strings attached-- - Hello, ladies.
Couldn't help overhearing-- BOTH: Nope.
- O-kay.
[clinking]
[yawns]
[clinking]
- Can you not do that, please?
- You want me to throw 'em on the floor?
- That's where your nuts usually are.
- I don't love how much you talk about Alan's genitals.
- I'm sorry. Low-hangin' fruit.
- How does she do it?
- Okay, can we please get back to the story?
Okay? Anybody, Josie and Whitney?
- All right, Josie and Whitney.
Were we too quick to dismiss the hot, clumsy delivery guy?
- No. - No. You've got to stop pitching that.
- I'm telling you, it'd work. - It's too sitcom-y.
- It's funny. - None of us laughed.
- You know, between us, we have 150 years in this business
and you guys haven't laughed at anything coming from this side of the table.
- I don't know, I laughed at some of the sounds coming out of Alan.
- Story of my life. I love onions, they don't love me.
- I'm telling you, it could be symptoms of something serious.
- Uh, I'm sorry, I, I just think some of the jokes
you guys tell are a, a little c-corny.
- Yeah, and a lot of them are wildly offensive.
- They're like the ones my memaw tells at Thanksgiving.
- She sounds funny. Does she have a [inaudible].
- Okay, yeah, I'm gonna just state the obvious.
So, we're coming from two entirely different planets here.
- Listen, sometimes it takes a while for a room to come together.
- We're never gonna come together.
Selma! Don't even.
- Gimme four dildos and a metronome.
- You are a broken woman.
- Gordon, your writers and my writers have nothing in common.
So, don't you think that says something about us?
- Says I know how to hire writers, nothing personal.
- Seems personal.
- You know... we've barely spoken for the last 25 years,
so I think we were fucking crazy to think this could work.
- Maybe this is not the place for that conversation.
- Or maybe there's just nothing left to discuss... Yeah.
- Where you going? - Guys, I'm, I-I'm really sorry
I dragged you all into this, truly I am.
Gordon, you know what? You said this is your show,
so do it your way.
- What, you're quitting? HANNAH: Not much use in a room
full of people who can't agree on a single goddamn thing that's funny.
[clanking] Ah! [grunts] Ow, fuck me.
[all laughing]
Don't laugh, you guys are assholes.
- Oh, my baby, are you okay? - No.
- I'm talking to the garbage can. [all laughing]
- I don't know why I'm laughing? I'm in so much pain.
AZMINA: Wait, wait, wait!
Josie should eat it like that in the kitchen scene.
- Ooh, absolutely! - Yeah!
- Especially if she just finished giving some big, melodramatic speech.
ALAN: And then she trips over an extension cord
'cause Cody's got his computer plugged in and he's workin' on one of those NFTs.
- Okay, Alan, I see you. - Yes!
- I still don't know what it is, but I like that somebody's falling.
- Falling is always funny. GORDON: Yes. Falling's funny.
[scattered laughter]
All right.
- Well, uh, we should probably order some dinner.
- Yes, how 'bout a nice deli platter from Nate 'n Al's?
- Ooh. - I do like their salami.
- I bet you do, you old whore. - [laughs] You are fun.
[all laughing] You know about salami, huh?
[exhales]
[ringback tone]
[phone vibrating]
- Hello? - Hey.
I tried to catch up with you today, but they said that you took off.
Just, uh, wanted to check in in a, in a totally non-condescending way.
- [chuckles] I'm doing better, thanks.
REED: Good... Very good.
I also wanted to, uh, let you know that you were right.
Um... deep down, I was worried about,
you know, whether I was gonna feel that old spark again
ever since I heard the show was coming back,
and, obviously, I still felt it,
and... uh, you literally did as well. [both chuckling]
But [clears throat] I... just, uh, I just, uh, had a sense today that,
uh, maybe you felt something too.
So, you know, if you wanted to talk about it.
- You know what?
I appreciate you saying that,
but I'm actually in a really good place right now.
- Oh.
Okay.
Glad to hear it.
- Yeah... Good night, Reed.
- Good night?
- Everything okay?
- Everything's great.
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