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Oh!
Wait, wait.
-What did you do lose? -Oh, my gloves.
They're lambskin, though. I'll be right back.
I left my gloves.
-I'll be back. -The gloves?
-Yeah, don't leave me. -It's always the gloves.
-They appear, they reappear. -It's every time.
-It's like, I- -Sir, you can't bring drinks out onto the street.
My apologies, sir.
Thank you.
Doing God's work.
Yeah.
-Come on, I'm cold. -Oh.
Hey!
Good God, man. What are you doing?
Oh, I'm sorry.
I was taken by the image.
I'm Theo Offit, I'm a photographer.
For the event?
No, the street.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Theo Offit the photographer?
Yeah.
Yes, I saw your exhibition at the New Hudson Yard Gallery.
Post New York Times feature, of course.
Virginia, it's really quite exciting for you
to be photographed by a young Mr. Offit.
Excuse me, we're just heading out.
-I'll wait for Laurie. -Yeah.
Okay.
79th and 5th, please.
Cafrey, Shulman?
I'm just finishing my cig.
I'm out. Mmm, Annabel?
-Why not? -Go for it.
Hope you don't mind the copilot.
You all are leaving early.
Well, don't expect us to stay till the bitter end.
That photo could be great
for your career or catastrophic.
That was Virginia Wyethe, an oil heiress.
Never heard of her.
Naturally.
It's almost too clever of a ruse
to be a coincidence that the general American population
is so distracted by the famous actors and celebrities
that we are completely unfamiliar
with our true ruling class.
The wealthy magnates,
with the exception
of a few notable Vanderbilts here and there,
responsible for the capitalist oppression
under which we were all thriving here tonight.
So, what brings Theo Offit to the blocks uptown?
I got invited by a patron who saw my show at Hudson Yards.
That will happen.
Oh!
I'll pretend to ignore that
because I'm not as litigious as the Wyethe's.
Oh, the only artist that I remember from last year...
Oh, it was a gentleman who was very involved
in the Natural History Museum.
Yes, yes.
One year he convinced the museum to let him
and his high school band play their gala.
-Wow. -But, you know, an admiral pursuit
to participate in the arts in one's formative years.
Mmm.
Again, not all of us are suited to become artists
that should be expressing their talents out in public.
Wouldn't you agree, Annabel?
Mmm, I rarely agree with anything you say.
Well, you used to be an actress,
but dare I say, we wouldn't see you
trotting around a stage these days now would we?
Used to be an actress?
What? retired at 26?
Twenty-seven.
I just studied it in school.
My dad, he's the actor.
A very famous one.
Okay.
Sorry, sorry.
-Ah, there she is! -Yes!
-Yes. -The gloves.
The gloves.
The gentleman at the coat check tracked them down for me.
Wonderful.
-Yes. -Wonderful.
Well, shall we mosey on back to Virginia's for a night cap?
Yes.
Enjoy your night.
Should we invite him?
No, Virginia would not want somebody she doesn't know at her house.
Oh, come on.
-I mean... -Theo?
Would you like to join us?
- Come on. - Oh, come on.
You know, New York is back.
It's the roaring 20's.
It is the roaring 20's.
Come on!
Hey, we could use a fellow like you.
-All right, yeah. -Perfect.
-Wow. -Let's go.
That's your best move.
Oh, here's a cab!
You and the roses.
* Let me hear you whisper
Having fun, right?
Coats, ladies?
-Right. -Right, right, right.
Okay.
Ladies, did that vocal coach that you hired die?
-Aw, you made it. -And there he is.
Oh. You have a little...
Hello, again.
Hi.
Oh, everyone, you should really see
Theo's exhibition downtown.
It's going through December 1st, if I remember correctly.
That's right. Yeah.
Freddie Wilson.
Theo Offit.
You have a nice smile.
All looks good.
All looks great here.
- Let's get a drink. - Oh, no,
it's because you don't have a job.
- It's because I'm... - All right.
Come on, now, look at that.
Beautiful.
Yes, a golden waterfall.
-Wow. -And then...
That ought to do it.
Beautiful. Beautiful.
-Thank you. -Eli, whiskey?
Theo, whiskey?
-No, thank you. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
-Sure, sure. -Freddie, champagne?
-Spot of whiskey? -Champagne, my good sir.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
I saw her at the Autumn Dinner.
Wait, rewind.
You're telling me Emma Easton was at the Autumn Dinner tonight?
Oh, Theo, sit, sit.
I swear I did not even see her.
Probably because she's irrelevant
ever since she trapped poor Oscar.
On the contrary.
We have to take her seriously now.
She's his wife.
I don't know who she's gonna ask
for preschool recommendations.
You know, your photos, Theo,
they really got to the heart of the wealth inequality
on this 13 mile island.
I'm serious.
They...
Hey, look, they made me melancholy.
You've got the backbreaking images
of the first generation immigrants in Chinatown.
Oh, the man on the subway.
Yes, he's in the fluorescent light.
He's fallen asleep.
You know, he's exhausted from a day of work.
He's got his mask underneath his nose.
I mean, the city itself is crumbling
from stage four capitalism.
Well, yeah.
You know, here we are. We're well fed.
Dim offspring of immigrants that have clawed
their way to the top with their lily white teeth and hands.
And yet we're not even happy.
Speak for yourself, Cafrey.
I had a wonderful evening.
I'm glad you did.
Look, Cafrey is doing his best to flatter you, Theo,
and appear as if he's deeply sickened
-by this unfair world, -Oh, appear?
which he discovered operates with the cruel,
cruel mechanisms of systemic greed.
Only what?
Tonight?
-Tonight, wow. -Tonight, yeah.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, not tonight.
Last week at Theo's exhibition.
-Oh. -Come on.
I'm tired of this.
Dance with me, come on.
I've seen you with three or four cocktails in you.
-Come on. -Oh my God.
This woman loosens up, let me tell you.
Come on.
-My God. -Keep that to yourself, Cafrey.
Are you gonna dip me?
Oh, the dip.
-Oh, you want a dip? -The dip, yeah.
Yes, an elegant dip, see?
That's good, that's right in your core, that dip, yes.
You been working out?
Yeah.
Hmm.
-Yes. -Would you like to dance?
And a spin.
Thanks.
- I'm not a very good dancer. - Oh.
- Oh, there we go. - Oh, oh.
There we go, you're getting the hang of it now, hmm?
You ready for a competition?
Did you invite this guy?
I was wondering that, too.
Do we know anything about him?
Cafrey was talking his ear off outside.
Cafrey's drunk. I don't know about him taking photos.
Virginia, not to be crass...
Don't be crass then.
How much did your family pay for this apartment?
Cafrey!
Was it 50 mil?
You know, the C.P.H Gilbert design,
the Central Park views,
and mortgage wasn't allowed, I presume?
I think it was only like 40.
I don't know.
Forty.
Hmm.
Oh, who can afford that?
You know, I once went on a date with this guy
who told me he photoshopped his bank statements
whenever he applied to an apartment in this city.
-What? -Yeah.
On the first date, he just openly admits a fraud.
Laurie, my love, when was this date?
Oh, I mean, it is impossible to get a decent place in this city
without generational wealth.
-That's wild. -Mmm.
Can you blame him?
I mean, painters used to have lofts in Soho
and musicians used to rent rooms at the Chelsea Hotel.
Now, it's all finance bros.
-Yes. -Hey.
Quite right, Theo.
I mean, what is New York without its artists
who have been completely priced out of the trendy areas?
All artists need a patron.
Another whiskey exchange for a portrait?
Okay.
Oh, he's all posed up.
Wow. You're serious?
Oh, come on, he's the next big thing.
Annabel's always broadening our horizons.
Wait, is this in color or black and white?
You know what? You're doing great.
What's your inner animal?
Show me your inner animal.
What vintage is this?
I think this is the '05.
Ooh.
- That was a good year. - It was a good year.
What a treat.
Seems to me that charity events have replaced deb balls.
Yeah, well, at least charity events serve
some kind of purpose, though.
I think one or two other sheltered girls
from Brearley may have had one.
I'm so glad we reconnected at the reunion.
I didn't have anyone to talk to.
I didn't even realize you had moved back to the city after Wharton.
I was only gone for two years, but it felt like an eternity.
Anaboo, your phone's been ringing.
- Who is it? - Michelle.
I don't answer my stepmom.
Could be important.
Then she should call my dad.
May I have some?
I prefer the Frick Autumn Dinner
to the Apollo Circle quite frankly.
A quiet affair in the presence
of the Vermeers and Whistlers and Manets,
as opposed to 400 people cramming into the foyer of the Met.
I mean, one never knows half the people at that thing.
Yeah, well, there's something to like about both events.
What, affluence?
But the Frick being in an old residence brings you back
to that gilded age elegance.
Anyone see Age of Innocence, that Scorsese flick?
Any artist that romanticizes polite society
has never endured it.
Eli, don't be a Philistine.
It's a sin to speak boorishly of a film you haven't seen.
Cafrey, it's a sin to refer to an Edith Wharton novel
as "That Scorsese flick."
I don't think Edith Wharton was romanticizing.
I think she was just writing
about her experience growing up in that type of circle.
Hmm.
I'm sure you're right.
I was asleep for most of high school.
Theo, you're an artist.
Well observed, Cafrey.
Do you ever worry about your work being misunderstood?
God, was he this boring at Collegiate?
-Okay. -He was top of his class
and then he made the mistake of going to Cornell.
So, he really hasn't had any intellectual stimulation since.
Well, I'm not famous enough
for anyone to care about what I do,
let alone misunderstand me.
I think these events are a kind of necessary evil.
I mean, they're pieces of art in and of themselves.
They're romantic and formal,
so people of a certain class who long
for that Gilded Age thing spend their money
on a party and end up supporting the real art,
which hangs from museum walls.
That certain class being us?
Those who can afford a ticket.
Wouldn't you say that's an improvement on the organization
of society over family provenance?
What?
Capitalism?
No, but Theo's right.
These events have to remain opulent to ensure
that moneyed New Yorkers continue to fund cultural institutions
so they remain free or mostly free
for the general populace.
Again, we disagree.
The only redeeming aspect of events like these
is finding a hiding place in proximity to the open bar.
Townspeople, wake up.
I am very sorry to report
that last night poor Freddie...
-Yep. Knew it. -Not Freddie!
-I knew it. -Freddie, now that you're dead, you're not allowed to talk.
Slipped on some black ice.
-What? -Oh!
The townspeople tried to fetch the doctor,
but oh, the doctor was asleep.
It's Annabel. She killed Freddie to throw off the scent.
My own boyfriend?
I think it's Elizabeth.
No.
Okay, who would the townspeople like to kill?
Well...
Well, here's the thing.
So, who's your favorite playwright?
Hmm. I think Eugene O'Neill.
-So you're a masochist. -Hmm.
"One should either be sad or joyful.
"Contentment is a warm sty for eaters and sleepers."
What?
It's Eugene O'Neill.
Oh, yeah.
No clues, he has no clues for you.
My dad was in a production of The Iceman Cometh playing Hickey
at the Barrymore Theatre last year.
He started sneaking whiskey into the theater
and it totally destroyed his relationship with the director.
But he ended up winning a Tony,
and then he didn't thank the director
in his speech, so...
-Won a Tony, huh? -Yeah, he's pretty insane.
Annabel's father is Daniel Fleming.
He took us backstage at 30 Rock when he hosted SNL.
Shit after party, though.
It was some bar in Midtown.
-I think there was karaoke. -Okay, okay, Virginia,
Elizabeth or Annabel?
I'm inclined to trust Annabel.
I can usually tell if she's lying.
Please, she's an actress.
We've known each other for five years.
Virginia, we've known each other since preschool.
It's Annabel.
Annabel's the mafia.
-What? -Well,
unfortunately the townspeople wrongly executed.
What?
- See? - Poor Annabel.
-I really thought it was you. -The mafia wins.
Oh, all right, guys.
I think it's time for me to head out,
but thank you for this.
Oh, by the way,
my exhibition is going for another month
if any of you are interested.
No, thank you.
Yeah, thanks man. I'll check it out.
Yeah?
He was fun.
So, do you wanna play again?
Cafrey was horrible, too.
-Horrible. -Thank you.
I've decided on the theme for my Halloween party.
-Oh? -Hmm.
Mythical Gods, particularly the evil ones.
I don't think the Gods are evil.
They all have a higher and lower form.
Medusa was pretty evil.
No, she was punished
by Athena for defiling her temple,
but it was Poseidon's fault for raping her in there.
Oh, well, then Poseidon was evil.
Maybe.
- Thank you. - I call Medusa.
But wait, I have an idea.
-Why don't I have some of our buyers -Thank you.
pull a few items at Ballinger's
-and we could all go and find costumes there? -I love that.
-Absolutely. -Yeah.
-Tuesday or Wednesday? -Mmm-hmm.
Or any afternoon next week, really.
Thank you.
-What is it? -What?
Um, I just got a news update.
I'm so sorry.
Your...
Your dad, he...
Do you want me to walk you home?
Hey.
I promise, I'm not going anywhere.
He was a genius and people throw that word around a lot,
but in his case it was true.
It feels like the whole city is mourning for him.
-I think there's some food upstairs. -Yeah, let's go.
Didn't you try acting for a bit?
I'm sure your father being who he was gave you quite a leg up.
Yeah, he always said he would help me.
Excuse me.
Oh, that's sad.
She must be...
- Distraught. - Distraught.
Mom, hi.
Give me a hug.
- I'm sorry I missed the funeral. - That's okay.
You know, they canceled the flight, weather and...
You go take a shower.
Your friend is very talented.
We've only met once.
Well...
-Your father's new wife... -Mom, her name is Michelle.
Michelle called me three months ago
and told me he had relapsed,
and she was kicking him out.
I had no idea.
It started with the drinking.
He thought after all these years he could take a sip or two of something.
I heard about what he did during The Iceman Cometh.
Yes. Well...
I didn't know you and Michelle spoke.
She knew that I had already been through it
with him when he first got clean, gosh, 28 years ago.
Then he started hanging out with that actor
that won a Drama Desk for King Lear.
What's his name?
I don't know.
He's an addict.
I mean, not that he's to blame.
It was nobody's fault.
It's just your father was his own person,
and he made his own decisions.
But he loved you.
He thought you were the greatest.
No, he didn't.
He only kept me around to, I don't know,
impress me at openings or premieres or whatever.
He never cared that I wanted to be an actor.
He never tried to help me.
He didn't want you to be an actor.
He didn't want you to suffer.
I'm suffering anyway.
He wanted you to be happy.
Are you happy?
I have no idea what I'm doing with my life.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Hi. So glad you could make it.
It's probably good to be surrounded by friends right now, right?
Hmm.
How about a drink?
Yeah?
Let's go.
- Hello, hello. - Hi, guys.
Oh, look, Liberace's here.
I am Hermes.
Oh, Hermes?
No, Freddie, that's a leather goods store.
Annabel, I think it's great that you came.
Make sure to stay busy.
Do you have a good therapist?
-Yeah. -Good.
Grief can make you do some crazy things.
When my grandfather died, I cheated on my girlfriend.
Eli, pay attention, you're spilling.
I'm sorry, I can't look at you, lest I turn to stone.
I'm not sure you've seen some of the paintings
in the impressionist section at The Met,
They were actually a gift of my family's.
They say, "Gift to the Wilson's."
Oh yes, you mentioned that.
My favorites in the impressionist section
are Springtime and The Storm by Pierre August...
Oh, yes, yes, right.
The Springtime,
that's the idyllic one of the lovers on the swing.
Yes, but The Storm is grander.
Anaboo, would you like some more wine?
What?
Annabel!
Annabel?
-Theo, hey. -What's up? Ah, you missed the show.
- Were you playing? -What? No. My friend's band.
- Oh, okay. - Yeah.
I was just walking downtown
-and I somehow I ended up here. -Walked?
All the way down here?
Wow, well, happy Halloween.
You wanna come to a party?
No, thank you.
I'm just gonna go home.
All right, well, let me at least...
Let me walk you to the train. We're headed in that direction.
Yeah, I'll get a cab from there.
- Cool. - Theo?
Ooh!
-Hey. -You gonna introduce us to your new girlfriend?
Oh my God, ignore her, please.
-Do not listen to her. -Okay, I'll go first.
- I'm Helina. - Annabel.
-Stop. -Oh.
I am so sorry about your dad.
-Oh, yeah. -Thank you.
Yeah. I'm really sorry about that, too. I saw the news.
Yeah. And he would not stop talking about you.
-Okay, let's go. -Are you serious?
I went to your show.
-Oh, come on, man. -Wait, you went?
Yeah. My mom and I.
She loved it.
And you?
Guess I was just disappointed 'cause...
Thank you?
What? I go for disappointing.
No, sorry.
I just mean Cafrey was talking them up, you know?
Like they revealed to him all sorts of insights
about the wealth inequality gap in New York.
Well, I think your friend has a lot of guilt.
Guilt? About?
Money.
But I'm not trying to make any statements
with my work or anything.
No?
No, I think the loudest voice in anyone's head is usually their own,
and that's the voice I'm interested in hearing.
Okay, but how can you argue that?
I mean, just by being a human behind a camera
and not just a human, but a self-proclaimed photographer,
you are making a statement.
What did you see in the photos?
I'm a nihilist.
- So nothing? - Mmm-hmm.
Oh.
I'm not proud of it.
The way I've become everything I feared being as a child.
Vain, self-important, uninterested in the world.
Annabel, for what it's worth,
I don't think you're uninterested in the world.
Thanks.
You know, I used to spend a lot of time obsessing about money.
Of course , I didn't have any.
I thought about trying to do something else a lot,
but then, I don't know, I just decided, fuck it.
Now, of course, I wish I'd become a banker.
Well, you're obviously an existentialist.
Well, that would presume I believe
in a godless world, which I don't.
Hey, if you like,
I can show you some of my other photos sometime.
See if any of them spark anything.
Where are the others?
Just at my apartment.
No.
I have a boyfriend.
I wasn't asking you out.
I mean, we're all going.
My roommate is having a party.
Oh.
Yes, you were.
-Shit, you asked me out first. -What?
Yeah, you asked me to come to your friend's apartment that night, remember?
-No, that was just being friendly. -I... Yeah, you did.
"Roaring 20s, come along."
-You don't remember any of that? -It's sorry for being friendly.
-I... -Relax, I was just joking.
Annabel, just... Just come to the party.
You're gonna love Nia, by the way.
I'm excited for you to meet her.
Excuse me, if I could just have everyone's attention.
It's show time!
Whoo!
- Hey! - Sit down.
Hey!
Nah, just fuckin' around, fucker.
It's a new hat.
Sorry for crashing the party.
Oh, I don't care.
I'm not gonna know half the people there.
Do your thing, bro.
Um, I love your jacket.
What are you supposed to be?
Oh, I'm Edie Sedgwick.
-Oh. -Without the Pixie cut.
Where's Andy Warhol?
This is a great Halloween costume.
Oh, okay.
Andy and Edie.
Okay, got it, got it.
Cute.
Was it not obvious?
By the way, I love your costume. What are you, though?
I'm Persephone.
Oh, okay, okay.
Spring, you know, queen of the underworld.
Oh, trust me, I know.
I'm a sculptor.
-Oh, wow. -Yeah.
I went to SVA.
Have loans to prove it, Theo knows.
You know the Christmas windows over at Saks?
I did that with the team for the past two years
and this year I'm doing the windows at Ballinger's,
which I'm the lead on.
-So exciting. -That is amazing.
-Yeah. -Stop bragging.
Okay, let me have this one thing.
Yo, yo, does anyone want to stick and poke?
I'm gonna be doin' 'em over there for free.
- Oh yeah, me. - Yeah?
You want a heart with my name in it?
-Uh, no. -You sure?
Maybe later.
Do you remember that girl that you met at Virginia's?
She was like the mafia.
-Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. -Yeah?
Her family owns that department store, Ballinger's.
-Of course. -Yep.
Elizabeth Ballinger.
Oh, Nia, hi.
Okay, Nia, I found you a Nina for your play.
Nia got asked to direct The Seagull
for a Chekhov series at The Player's Theatre.
Yeah, my lead actress, she just had to drop out
because she booked a studio feature,
which I guess I can't blame her for, so...
-Annabel Fleming, Daniel Fleming's daughter. -Mmm-hmm.
-You're joking? -No.
- Wait, are you joking? - No, no.
I mean, you have the part, what?
-Wait, really? -Yes.
I mean, we go up in two weeks,
but I think it'll be really fun
and we would love to have you.
Rehearsals start on Monday.
I've just reserved my table for the Snowflake Ball.
Oh, that's right. That's coming up.
-I would love to get more involved. -I'll introduce you.
-I hope you all join me at my table. -Of course.
That's very generous of you.
Oh, and Cafrey messaged me about Silver Racquets.
-Thanks, Laurie. -Of course.
He's happy to host you all.
Mmm, the Racquet Club is so cozy this time of year.
I can't wait.
Oh, are you all going to Library Lions?
No, my parents are.
And my brother and his girlfriend.
Yeah, same, parents.
Who are you all thinking of wearing this year?
Oh, I'm so sorry, I have to go.
I'm doing a production of The Seagull
at the Player's Theatre downtown.
It's in two weeks if you guys wanna come.
Annabel, you would've been perfect in the production
of Three Sisters that they did at Lincoln Center.
You should see if you can do something at Lincoln Center.
-Thank you. -Yeah.
See ya.
Well, all right.
Cheers.
So for this scene, can you lead the way?
When you enter a stage right, you just kind of trail behind her.
He's annoying you.
- A moment here and, yeah. - Can I see that?
-Yeah. -Sure.
Cool, sweet. Thank you guys.
You guys are next.
Theo. Hey.
Everyone should be out in a second.
But only you could gimme the gossip.
-Okay, so what do you wanna know? -How's it goin'?
* And you'll be the girl that I love
* No one could take you
* No other man could make you an offer
* 'Cause I'll be the one that you want
* Oh *
Hey, it's a comedy show tonight.
You guys wanna see a comedy show?
-Comedy show? -Yeah, why not?
Here, of course.
* They don't like no dirty hair *
Social media keeps trying to get me to friend my ex.
It does that thing where it's like, "Hey, do you know Laura?"
And I'm like, "I thought I did."
We have any couples here tonight?
Yeah, you two?
You two?
No?
Just friends?
Maybe a little more than friends?
First date?
He wants to be more than just friends, right?
Show of hands if you think these two are just friends.
Uh, uh, uh, uh, hate to break it to ya,
I don't see any hands.
All right, I ruined their first date. I feel guilty.
Do you think that was planted?
Planted, but I mean, I think it was a joke.
I liked that joke about the...
Look, you wanna get your palm read?
It's only 10 bucks.
It's never only 10 bucks.
What?
Come on, it'll be fun.
-I'll pay. -Are you serious?
Yeah.
All right, you know what? I should...
Yes. Perfect, 10.
No, that's okay.
-Here. -No.
There. Come on.
There's someone older.
A man.
His energy is nearby you.
Have you lost someone recently?
Yeah, my dad.
He just passed away.
He wants to say something to you.
If you want, I can do a tarot or a tea leaf reading
and we can find out what?
How much is the tea leaf reading?
One hundred.
Annabel, do not waste your money on this.
I told you this is what they do. They rip you off.
I know.
But don't you think it's kind of weird that she knew that?
Maybe.
He's here.
He wants to tell you, "I am with you always,
"and to listen to D."
Who's D?
D was my dad's nickname for my mom, Diane,
when they were younger.
Hmm.
I see you've had some problems with love,
with being loved,
but you can trust this love.
This one is real.
The relationship that I'm in now?
Looks like it.
Yep.
Why do you always wear mourning?
I dress in black to match my life.
I am unhappy.
Why should you be unhappy?
I don't understand it.
You're healthy.
Though your father is not rich, he has a good competency.
My life is far harder than yours.
I only have 23 rubles a month to live on,
but I don't wear mourning.
Happiness does not depend on riches.
Poor men are often happy.
In theory, yes, but not in reality.
Take my case, for instance.
My mother, my brother, my two sisters and I must
all live somehow on my salary of 23 rubles a month.
We have to eat and drink, I take it?
You wouldn't have us go without tea and sugar, would you?
Or tobacco? Answer me that.
The play will soon begin.
Yes.
Nina Zarietchnaya is going to act in Treplieff's play.
They love one another, and their two souls will unite tonight
in the effort to interpret the same idea by different means.
There is no ground on which your soul and mine can meet.
I love you.
I'm too restless and sad to stay at home.
I tramp here every day,
six miles and back to be met only by your indifference.
I am poor.
My family is large.
You can have no inducement to marry a man
who cannot even find proficient food for his own mouth.
It's not that.
I am touched by your affection,
but I cannot return it.
That is all.
Would you take some?
This is so good.
We are alone.
-Isn't that someone over there? -No.
No?
Don't go away early.
I implore you.
No, I must.
What if I were to follow you, Nina?
I shall stand in your garden all nights
with my eyes on your window.
Great job.
-I have to run. -Okay, yeah.
Good to see you.
-Good to see you, Freddie. -Good to see you.
Thanks for coming.
- That was nice she came. - Hey.
-Just a little something. -Thank you.
-You remember Theo? -Your friend was the director?
Yeah, that's right, Nia.
-Right. -Right, right.
So, what'd you think, man?
Yeah, uh...
Chekhov isn't everyone's cup of tea.
You were great, really.
It just felt like a lot of talking about nothing.
You know what I mean?
It could use an editor, right?
-Right. -The characters, they like to complain.
Right, yeah.
But you were great. Really great.
Are you just allowed to take photos of people?
I'll go ask her after.
How do you decide what to shoot?
I don't know.
I guess, just about whatever captures my attention.
My stepmom, Michelle invited me to a dinner in East Hampton.
A celebration of my dad's life.
Are you gonna go?
I don't know.
I guess it's nice of her, but it's gonna be sad
and I don't want to go alone.
Well, Freddie, right?
I told him it was just family.
Is it just family?
I don't know.
Well, I'm always up for an adventure.
I love to take photos of people in the Hamptons.
Shit, I could do like a Patrick Lichfield,
Slim Aarons thing.
It'd be dope.
I don't think you should come.
Why not?
Well, don't you think that would be crossing a line?
Come on, Annabel.
Come on, what?
Why would you ask me about it if you don't want me to go with you?
Not everything I say has some deeper meaning.
But it does.
Everything people say or don't say means something.
-Not with me. -Not with you.
Hey, let me know if you do go.
I'll give you my shoulder or my hand,
or whatever it is you need.
Oh.
Lynn, what about Angels in America?
I mean, he was brutal sometimes during that show.
He would just stop the scene and turn to me and say,
"You're not listening."
And I said, "I'm hearin' every word."
And he would get within an inch of my face
and stare deep into my eyes
like he was trying to find my soul,
and I could smell the coffee on his breath.
And he'd say, "But you're not listening.
"You're not letting the words affect you."
I was hearin' him, but I wasn't really listening.
He was infuriatingly good.
Annabel, do you have something you'd like to share?
I don't know.
I wrote something, it just came to me a couple days ago,
but it's not very good.
It doesn't matter.
Okay.
Read it for me, please.
"Maybe you were reincarnated as a New York City pigeon.
"That would make sense, wouldn't it?
"Maybe that's why I see a tiny white feather
"every time I know I'm on the right path.
"Or maybe you're a dove,
"but that's a little too pure for you, right?
"You were always on the edge
"and trying to take it off by diving into a human soul.
"You saw consciousness to be as deep as the sea,
"but you were adrift and movable as water.
"I hope you have finally come up for air."
Annabel, come here for a second.
Would you like one of these?
They belonged to your father.
Oh.
I like this one.
It's my favorite too.
-Well, I could choose a different one. -No, it should be yours.
This watch is wound by the movement of your wrist
so you have to wear it or it stops.
Oh.
Whoo!
Hey, you're not supposed to climb those.
What? I can't hear you.
No, seriously, get down.
They're protected.
From what?
- They're... Oh! - Sorry.
It's okay.
They're nature preserves.
Oh.
You know, like for birds and stuff?
For birds and stuff?
Yeah.
-Can you hold my weight? -What?
Can you hold my weight?
No, no, no, I cannot.
Hey, you're not supposed to be up there.
Can you hold my weight?
See that view?
Hmm.
Doesn't cost anything.
* I'll go back to Manhattan
* As if nothin' ever happened *
Look, I don't wanna make you-
That shouldn't have happened.
I'm sorry.
-It's... -We're just friends, right?
Yeah.
* I have a prince who is waiting
* And a kingdom downtown *
Hey, hey.
Got your favorite comfort food.
How are you?
Good.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
-Doing okay? -Mmm-hmm.
-Hi. -Hey.
It's good to see you.
Take a seat, take a seat.
* Don't have to speak at all
* I won't look in your eyes
* And I won't have to fall
* We don't have to speak at all
* But Brooklyn holds you
* And it holds my heart too
* What a fool I was to think
* I could live in both worlds
I do not think I could sleep on a tour bus.
I would be way too excited.
Like, when you're in a sleepover and then everyone else is asleep
and you're like, "Anyone else awake?"
No, I feel you but honestly, Leo and I never sleep.
We're always up until three or four smokin' outside
but it's cool 'cause we sleep till 1:00
and then get up, explore wherever we at.
Wow.
What cities are you going to?
A lot of Ohio.
-Atlanta. -Yeah.
Different places around, you know.
Shit!
Is everything okay?
What's goin' on?
So, you know, Ballinger's?
They gave me and my team half our fees up front,
and I spent almost all of mine on materials
because they said they'd reimburse us.
We sent out everything for the deliveries last week
and I sent them this itemized invoice
of all the money I spent,
and now they won't even answer my phone calls.
And no one has gotten the second half of their fees,
which were due on delivery.
But the project manager,
he wasn't even there when we delivered everything.
So they said to just send him an email,
and now he's gone cold.
He won't answer my phone calls or emails or like anything.
And now I'm completely out like 20 grand.
-What? -Dude!
Twenty grand?
- Damn. - Damn, that's whack.
I'm really sorry.
Yeah.
-What are you gonna do? -I don't know.
None of us can afford lawyers.
Oh, shit. Can't you at least like, I don't know,
-take back your work or something? -Yeah.
No, it's too late.
I can see my work sitting in the windows.
Really, really sorry.
It's not right.
Can I take this?
I could reach out to my uncle.
He's a lawyer, and even if it's just for advice.
Hey?
You have to do something.
What am I gonna do?
Tell that girl to pay Helina.
How would I do that?
She stole from my friend.
Elizabeth didn't steal from anyone.
Theo, Ballinger's, it's a billion dollar corporation.
It's not like she works for the company.
You know, she's not involved.
Yeah, but you could tell her what happened.
She could probably do something about it.
I think I should go because I'm supposed
to go up to Virginia's for game night.
You're going up there?
Yeah, I...
So, I think you should go.
Okay, you're literally outta here now.
-No hope. -Hi.
-No hope. -Sorry.
The Friendsgiving went late.
Well, Laurie has just been destroying Eli
in a Backgammon tournament.
-What else is new? -Yes.
Hmm.
- This is for you. - Oh, perfect.
Eli, can you open this?
-Absolutely. -He's better suited for that.
- Oh, I see. - Yes.
Oh my God.
Where did you learn how to play like this?
Boarding school. I beat all the girls.
It's criminal.
- At least getting a lot in. - Thank you.
-Oh, thank you. -Of course.
-Will do. -That's so kind.
Yes, yes, Virginia?
-Annabel? -Yeah.
Ugh, what is this?
It's raw wine.
I got it at the farmer's market.
A biodynamic natural wine.
Yes, it's a return to the natural wine making methods,
generally without pesticides and such.
Wow! Mmm.
Oh, my gosh, does it get better with age?
I don't know.
I may be wrong, but I believe they have very short shelf lives.
Like most pure things.
The driven snow, rose petals.
Women.
-I never thought you were a purist, Eli. -Oh!
- Oh, you okay? - Odd choice.
-I think we're gonna have to set this aside. -Yeah.
Just thought it would be fun to try.
- Thank you. - Okay.
- And you are. - It's ruthless.
- Oh, you're ruthless. - No.
Thank you.
Abysmal waste.
You wanna drink it?
No.
I didn't think so.
It's almost good.
It's just a little sour.
Like the Chekhov play.
Oh.
I knew I wasn't missing anything.
I heard it wasn't The Iceman Cometh.
Hey.
-Yep. -Thanks.
Hey.
-What's wrong? -Huh?
Nothing.
You seem down.
Sometimes I just wish our friends
were a little more open, you know?
Like, open to trying new things, new people.
Is this about the wine?
No, it's not about the wine.
I mean, Annabel, we love your joie de vivre,
but you have to admit the wine was pretty gross.
The fuck do I know? I don't know.
What, would you like some whiskey as well?
Have you had a little couple too many or?
No.
I don't feel like I can bring any of my other friends around,
or you guys will be like cold to them
like that one time that Theo came over and then...
-Hey. -Hi.
Yeah, I mean, our friends don't like anyone.
It's a miracle we even like each other.
I mean, I'm honored as a relatively new addition.
Come on.
We've known you since Episcopal.
I mean, I just think we feel safe around each other.
Like, we're able to be ourselves. No judgment.
But doesn't it feel a little monotonous?
Like every time we hang out,
we're just here doing the same things,
having the same conversations.
I mean, it's what we've always done.
What's wrong with that?
Personally, I just prefer to be around people like me.
What I mean is, it's better with people like us.
PLU, people like us.
-I should coin that, right? -I love it.
-Yeah, PLU. -The PLU.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
People like us.
Do you remember Simon?
He designed our house in Greenwich.
I thought it's Tristan?
No, it's not Tristan. That's Aspen.
This is Simon in Greenwich.
He has a new girlfriend.
Very exciting.
No, that's not exciting dear. He has a wife.
Oh.
Anything else?
Coffee or tea, anyone?
-No, thank you. -I'm good.
It's a bit nippy in here.
Can you please do something about the vent?
-I can certainly try. -Can I get the check, please?
-Yeah. -Thanks.
Well, he's an artist.
Artists have their vices.
That's what makes him so brilliant.
Don't you agree, Annabel?
Everyone has vices, Mom.
Look at your poor father.
He was exceptional.
-Who knew the whole time... -Phoebe-
-...he was on, well... -Mom.
Heroin didn't make him a better actor.
He was sober his entire career.
Of course.
Please, could I get a bit more cream for my coffee?
It's a bit bitter.
Sure.
Sean, before I forget, here's the key to Palm Beach.
Don't lose it.
Taking my girlfriend.
-Oh, fun. -Yeah.
And Freddie, you asked me to bring this
-for Annabel. -Mom.
Let's...
For Annabel.
It was my mother's from De Beers.
-We should... -Annabel, here.
Will you marry him?
Oh, of course.
Yes, of course.
I, um...
I...
I'll always take care of you and always love you
and always be there for you.
That's the truth, you know it.
It's really pretty.
I love you too.
Thanks, Mom.
Congratulations.
I never liked Christmas when I was little. Why?
I always thought it was building me up for some sort of future sadness.
Building this one day up to be happy.
And then when I'm older,
I would look back on my childhood Christmases and be sad.
-Sad that my parents aren't around anymore. -Huh.
-Timing is really so perfect with you and Freddie. -Oh, yeah.
I'm definitely not looking forward
-to the first Christmas without my dad. -Oh.
Did you want to pick up that scarf I mentioned for Elizabeth?
Oh, I don't know.
I got her the hat and gloves.
She's going skiing for New Year's
and it would be really nice for her to have the set.
Yeah.
Tiny thing, and no one's mad.
We understand you're going through a lot,
but it might be a good idea for you
to make a little effort this year.
Some people feel like you haven't been our friend lately.
-Like your normal self. -What?
You left my house early on Halloween
and I'm not upset, of course.
And apparently Elizabeth said you think we're boring.
It's fine.
We are boring to the outside eye, I suppose.
Virginia, I never said anyone was boring.
I said sometimes sitting in our apartments,
you know, not going out can feel a little myopic.
And I have some other friends, you know?
Friends of Theo's I'd love you to meet.
It's funny how you two have become so close.
I don't know what that means.
I mean, Theo's friends are just like my dad
when he was starting out.
He was living off ramen noodles
in the West Village back in the 80s
when it was like unsafe to walk
in Washington Square Park at night.
I see.
Um...
I think we have to let each other go.
Sometimes I wish we never met.
Things would be easier.
Freddie.
Freddie, what's his story?
Is he someone you've known forever
from an adjacent family?
Someone who went to the same boarding school as you?
And you'll tell everyone whenever they ask how you met
that you can't remember because,
"We've known each other forever and we just happened
"to reconnect last summer at my friend's barbecue on Martha's Vineyard."
Deep down, do you wonder if you're just following
the plot of other indolent social climbing kids
from good families too afraid to lose their money?
You don't get it.
This isn't about my friends or money.
- It is. - No, not in the way you think.
These people are my family.
They're all I have left.
A lot of people would think that I am lucky
to have the life that I have.
Screw what other people think.
Are you happy?
God, we have done something wrong as humans if you,
not even you are happy, Annabel.
I mean, your friends, you all have so much, but you don't see it.
I'm sorry that they don't like you.
-Why would I care if they like me? -I don't know.
Why do you?
Where did you get that sweater, Eli?
One question at a time.
Virginia, isn't a Christmas exchange being a little premature?
But every weekend is full.
There's so many events.
It's Silver Racquets next weekend,
and then I can't remember.
Anyway, then Snowflake Ball.
I'm in Palm Beach for the end of December
and Lyford for New Year's.
Oh, maybe I should do Lyford for New Year?
I thought you were skiing.
Oh, Verbier is entertaining.
-Oh, will you be in Verbier? -Oh, certainly not. We'll be in Lyford.
I don't enjoy being drenched in champagne.
Is that so?
Well, only because it's perfectly drinkable.
Oh.
Well, if you do go skiing...
Thank you, I really wanted these.
-Of course. -Did you?
Yeah.
-Oh, those are great. -Yeah, lovely.
Beautiful.
And from me.
Oh, gosh, Annabel, thank you.
Thank you.
It's a set.
We thought you were off to Verbier,
but it would be fun if you were in The Bahamas.
We'll be in Lyford, too.
Well, my family will be,
so hopefully we'll be together.
Freddie, don't get ahead of yourself.
Yeah, no, we'll be in Lyford.
Eli, please, could you get me another eggnog?
Of course, my lady.
Virginia, where should we meet before the Snowflake Ball?
Oh, that's what I'm doing.
The weekend after Silver Racquets,
I'm hosting the Snowflake Ball pre-drinks.
-It's such a good idea. -Oh yeah, that's right.
A treasure hunt.
I'm hiding a tennis bracelet here
- in the apartment for a lucky guest to find. - Ooh.
-Do you wanna help me hide it? -Definitely.
I still have a few ladies that I need to get something for,
so it would be very nice to find that bracelet.
Not telling you where I'm hiding it, Eli.
What? I can't help that I'm competitive by nature.
My turn.
Hmm.
Okay, Eli, that's for you.
-There you go. -Thank you.
-Ballinger's.
Wow, that is so thoughtful.
Well, pawn them if you like. They're 18 carats.
Very generous, Elizabeth.
-Thank you. -So lovely.
Oh.
- Oh. - That's so lovely.
-That's very generous. -Hmm.
Let's all wear them to Silver Racquets next weekend?
-Yeah. -Yeah, so fun.
So fun.
It's beautiful.
Thank you, Elizabeth.
Is something wrong?
Are you okay?
Is it seven o'clock?
No, it's six o'clock.
Virginia, your clocks are an hour ahead.
Oh, could you change it back?
Fall back.
A controversial topic, daylight savings time.
And after all these years, what is the point?
You know, energy conservation
has so diversified since the candle usage
that Benjamin Franklin was referencing
when he originally suggested the idea.
Show of hands,
who here is pro daylight savings time?
The sun's set already.
Well, Annabel's for.
Virginia, does this run on batteries?
I...
Hey, I'm not feeling well.
- Do you mind if I just go home? - Yeah.
-Okay. -Do you need me?
-No. -Okay.
Hi.
Hey.
Thanks for meeting me.
No, of course.
Annabel, I just,
-I wanted to say... -No, let me go first, please.
I hate the way that things ended last time.
-Yeah. -Um...
I made you a Christmas gift.
-I hope you like it. -What?
- Thank you. - Should I open it now?
- Yeah. - Okay.
Flip that around.
I went and bought your photograph
and then I photocopied it and I cut it up.
See the paintings by the pond?
They're your photo, and then the tiny little paintings
inside those scenes, they're also your photo.
The Droste effect.
I just wanted to show you
that knowing you has changed me.
I'm finally caring again.
And that will continue on.
You know, no matter what.
I think it was the Japanese philosopher, Dogen,
he talks about being on a boat in open water
and how you could only see three miles
to the horizon directly around you in a circle.
Why do you always get so philosophical?
I read a lot and the philosophers are always on sale.
Anyway, that of course gives humans the perception
of being the center of the universe.
And that's how I looked at you
and completely missed you.
I saw only what I wanted to see.
I missed the bigger picture.
What's the bigger picture?
That you're not in love with me.
That you have this whole world and I'm just me.
I shouldn't have done that.
I'm sorry.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
I actually came here to say something.
-What? -Okay?
I just, I want you in my life, all right?
We don't need to do this stupid dance.
I don't care if we date.
I don't care if there's a ring at the end.
Let's just not ruin our...
-What we have. -I can't.
God, I keep messing up around you.
You're right.
I have this whole world and I can't keep you,
and also them.
Just let me go.
No, no, no, no. I mean, I would say the prison food,
cafeteria lunch, Racquet Club dining room.
Yes.
Lower, lower. The lowest of the low.
It's gross.
I mean, just like, ugh.
Sorry, sorry guys.
Annabel?
-Hi. -Hi.
What are you doing down there?
My earring, I lost it.
The Ballinger ones you girls are wearing?
It must have fallen off at the Racquet Club.
I mean, I'm sure that you have time to buy a replacement
before Elizabeth notices how careless
you've been with her generous gift.
Did she buy these, do you think?
-I don't know. -Right.
Mmm, festive windows, though.
Yes.
A staple for the winter in New York.
A girl I know, she designed them.
Oh, well they are particularly beautiful this year.
Apparently she's had trouble getting paid for them.
Really?
How well do you know this girl?
Well, she was pretty upset about it, so it must be true.
And is she a friend of the talented Mr. Offit?
Uh-huh.
You think highly of him.
But from my brief interactions,
I would say he's not the genius your father was.
Now...
Mmm, now come on, let's have another drink.
I've gotta find this earring.
Oh, don't worry about it, darling.
It's entirely replaceable.
Come on.
Whiskey, neat.
I was just saying how fun it is
that we're all wearing the earrings that you got us.
Yes, it's like putting a photo out
of the in-laws when they come to visit.
Oh, ow.
Wow, strong.
Kinda hurt.
Virginia, one of your keys keeps getting stuck.
Eli, what are you doing?
The bracelet's not in your underwear drawer.
Turned the entire thing upside down.
Put those back.
Some news.
My brother's going to propose to his girlfriend.
Oh, lovely.
Yes.
And I just wonder, would it be all right
if I gave her your seat at my table at the Snowflake Ball
to welcome her to the family?
Uh, no, of course, you should.
It's in the piano.
Eli.
Found it.
Put it back!
Give it to me.
-It's not for you. -Are you serious?
Go get a drink.
Okay.
Your mother.
-All of the family. -Yeah, all of the family. Yes.
Virginia, did I do something?
Are you telling people that Elizabeth's family
doesn't pay the artists that work for them?
Did Cafrey say that?
Because you know they're being sued right now.
-Who? -Ballinger's.
Some artists from prior years
are claiming they were never paid.
Elizabeth explained they're just trying to back negotiate.
I didn't know about that.
Well, she doesn't talk about it.
Well, I swear, I had no idea.
I would never have said anything if I knew.
I think everyone just feels like
you've turned your back on us.
You've known Theo and his friends for a month
and you've known us for five years.
It's like you're choosing his friends over us.
I'm not choosing them.
Virginia, you have to believe me.
Excuse me.
Warmer.
Cold.
Warmer.
* Sometimes
* It was good, sometimes *
It'll be all right in a week or two.
Virginia's different ever since
she and Elizabeth have become so close.
You know, she hasn't returned any of my calls?
It will blow over.
Are you still going to the Snowflake Ball?
I am, yeah.
That doesn't even bother you?
Hmm?
Are you okay?
You take my love for granted, Annabel.
And I've let you because of everything
you've been going through.
No, I love you.
Of course I love you.
I haven't seen you in a week.
Well, I'm upset about Virginia.
Yeah, but it's been since that night.
I saw you,
kiss him.
You followed me?
You walked into Central Park alone at night
so I followed you from a distance to make sure
that you got home safely, and then you didn't go home.
I saw you kiss him.
God.
Just tell me you're never gonna see him again.
I only wanted you,
but I'm not gonna live like this.
I can't.
-Freddie- -I can't.
I can't lose you too.
Annabel?
I'm sorry.
Come on.
Maybe I'll buy my own table
for the Snowflake Ball.
Are you serious?
Yeah, why not?
I know, sky's blue.
I like the music. Would it be inappropriate
to start dancing this early?
Yes.
-Then let's go. -Really?
-Yeah. -Really?
Good evening.
Thank you all so much for being here.
My name is Catherine.
Welcome to the 20th annual Snowflake Gala.
I'd like to thank one of our sponsors,
Ballinger's Department Store.
And introduce my cohost, Elizabeth Ballinger.
Is that the same Ballinger's?
Hello.
Thank you all so much for being here tonight.
I'm pleased to announce
that we have raised a record, $990,000.
Helina, wait, wait, please.
Why did you bring us here?
To humiliate me?
No, I was thinking I could help you.
No, thank you.
-But you know- -Well,
I don't need your help, nor do I want it.
Annabel, hi. Good to see you.
You know them?
Who's your friend?
Helina...
-Thanks for coming. -Well, hmm.
Bye.
-Oh, it's snowing! -How exciting!
I suppose you think I'm a coward?
I should have told Helina they were my friends.
Well, they're not anymore.
Is that what we are, Theo?
Just friends?
Hey,
I think you could use one.
Come on, let's go.
You're literally shivering.
You want my coat?
I'm all right.
You'll get cold.
I'll survive.