"3x05 Shame" "Listen, I hope you realize how much Drew and I appreciate you watching Wilfred all the time." "So this is just a little thank-you." "Just ignore what Drew wrote." "He said it was a pun, but then he, like, couldn't really explain it, so..." "Aw, Jenna, I-I can't accept this." "It's a thousand dollars." "Ryan, we owe you the money." "You spend almost every day watching Wilfred." "If we weren't paying you, we'd be paying another dog sitter." "Dog sitter?" "Well, I-I watch Wilfred 'cause we're... 'cause I-I like spending time with him." "Oh, well, then why don't you just... why don't you just accept it as a gift?" " Is this charity?" " Okay, the truth is, the other day, we accidentally got some of your mail, and there was this bright orange envelope that said "Mortgage payment past due, final notice."" "[chuckles] Wh-What?" "N-No." "No, I-I just missed a payment, that's all." "It just slipped my mind." "In fact, when I'd gotten that envelope," "I'd already sent the check in the mail, so..." "My God, Ryan, I am so sorry." " I..." "I didn't mean to offend you." " Not at all." "Not at all." "I appreciate the gesture, but I-I'm good." "Really." "Uh, will you excuse me for a minute?" "Wilfred!" "What the hell is this?" "It's my bachelor pad." "Pretty nauseating digs, right?" "This room is supposed to be for storage." " H-How long has it been like this?" " A month or so." "I had to create this sanctuary of stinking detritus." "You don't understand what it's like at home right now... no crumbs, not even a grease smudge, everything smells Cloroxy." "I just wish Jenna would stop hanging out with that anal, OCD clean-freak, Juanita!" "You mean the cleaning lady?" ""The cleaning lady." Did you just come up with that?" "That is the perfect nickname for her." "I'm gonna have to spend all day cleaning this up." "Before you get hysterical, let me show you what I've done with the place." "I think you're gonna like it." "Over here, we've got a massive pile of Drew's used Q-tips." "[groans]" "Big, moldy cantaloupe." "Maroon 5." "Over there's a..." "rancid turkey carcass." "And that's just a weird, like, thing." "I have no idea what that is." "You look like you could use a drink." "Shall we move to the bar?" "The bar?" "Jenna [in distance] Ryan, are you okay?" "Uh, yeah!" "Just..." "looking for something!" "Be back in a sec!" " Why not tell her to come up?" " Ugh." "No." "I-I'm not giving Jenna another reason to think my life's pathetic." "It's bad enough she saw my mortgage notice." " But you said you paid it." " I lied." "The truth is, I owe the bank $12,000 that I don't have." "Okay, I don't understand amounts, so I gather from your tone that that's, like, awesome?" "I'm basically a dog sitter." "That's what Jenna called me, by the way." "When I quit my Dad's firm," "I-I didn't expect my life to turn out like this." "I hang out and smoke weed with the neighbor's dog all day." "Shame is like having a daughter with red hair and freckles;" "you cannot let it become part of your life." "Or maybe shame will motivate me to pay my bills like a normal adult." "Look, I know what you're hinting at, and I don't mind paying a little rent." "I'll give you, uh... that thing." "What is that?" "Wait." "That's a great idea." "No." "Actually, I can't give that up; it's my favorite thing." "But I'll give you five pigeon dicks." "No." "I'm talking about renting this floor to a person." "At least until I find a job." " What?" " They wouldn't be involved in my life." "I'll put a lock on the basement door." "We'll just have to be a little bit more careful." "Besides, all you really care about is losing your bachelor pad." "You can't take this away from me, Ryan." "This is who I am!" "What is this?" "As you can see, Chris, the room gets plenty of natural light." "I have to say, I'm a bit of a clean-freak, and this place looks spotless." "There's nothing wrong with being a clean-freak." "Oh, and I know that there's a towel bar missing." "I'll put a new one in tonight." "And there's also a closet here; it's got plenty of space." "This is perfect." "I'll take it." "Great!" "Well, a-assuming the credit check goes well," "I'll just plan on e-mailing you the lease tomorrow." "Looking forward to living together." "[Wilfred panting]" "Ryan, I'm Jonesing here." "I've barely smelt or tasted anything putrid in over 12 hours." "I'm not gonna let you sabotage this, Wilfred." "I'm getting a roommate..." "that roommate." "Come on, Ryan, can't you at least..." "Loafers with no socks?" "I'll bet you got some moist, sweaty toes in there." "C-Can I just have a little taste, Ryan?" "Come on, man!" "I'm freakin' out here!" "Just l-let me suck your little pinky toe!" "Wilfred, no!" "I'll suck your dick to suck your toes." "[knocking] [panting]" "Hey, I'm here about the apartment." "Uh, right." "You must be Anne." " Did you jog here or something?" " No." "Onion rings grease." "[panting] Cheetos powder." "Barbecue sauce." "Well, hello, napkin pants." "Listen, uh, thank you for stopping by, but the apartment's actually taken, so..." "What?" "Oh!" "That sucks!" " Are you serious?" " Ryan:" "Yeah." "Man, talk about a rough month." "First my boyfriend doesn't make parole." "Then my grandma dies from diabetes, which is, like, a huge bummer, 'cause she's, like, my best friend." "And then my grandpa kicks me out of the house, so I go back to pick up some shit I left behind," " and guess what?" " What?" "He just blasts me in the leg with an air gun full of rock salt." "[Ryan groans]" "Jesus." "I'm... sorry." "Oh, it's not so bad." "When I bend my leg like this, my knee looks like a mountaintop, you know, with all the little craters." "Like in Hawaii." "So that's pretty cool." "You know, my tongue's always wanted to visit Hawaii." "Anyways... here's my e-mail, in case that other guy flakes." "Oh." "Oh, man, I'm sorry." "It was nice meeting you." " So, when can she move in?" " Are you kidding?" "Ryan, before you make a rash decision, there's something you need to know about that woman." "She has a bag of two-day-old egg rolls in her backpack." "I'm going with Chris." "You're gonna have to get your gross fix somewhere else." "Gross fix?" "I am an Epicurean!" "Oh, hey, roomie." "[TV playing indistinctly]" "Wilfred!" "[pats leg] Come here." "How the hell did this happen?" "It was pretty simple, actually." "I sent a signed rental agreement to Anne from your Yahoo account while you were out." "I also e-mailed all your friends and family about this great new penis-enlargement supplement." " I really believe in it." " I'm kicking her out." "Then you'll be on the hook for $3,000, plus moving costs." " You put that in the lease?" " It's pretty standard." "No." "You're just trying to make it impossible for me to get rid of her." " This is a disaster!" " Look, I realize" "Anne was only your second favorite roommate choice, but guess what, she's paying three months' rent up front." "Give her a chance;" "get to know her." "You might be surprised by what she has to offer." "[knocking] Anne:" "Come in." "Good morning." "Sleep well?" "No!" "I had the worst night sweats ever." "Took off all my clothes, just slept on top of my covers naked." "Had to let myself, like... air out." "Uh, l-listen, I-I think we sort of rushed into this... roommate situation." "You know, since we'll be living together, maybe we should get to know each other." " Totally." " Like, what do you do for a living?" "I run a small Internet business." " Really?" " Yeah, started it myself." "Attracted investors, built up a user base." "Wow." "Is it media-related or more social networking?" "Oh, people pay to watch me eat." " So you're, like, a food critic?" " No." "I just eat food on my webcam." "It's a great job, actually." "[chuckles]" "I mean, I'm not naive." "I realize that most of my clients are... you know... men, but [sighs]..." "I love being my own boss." "Basically, you get paid a shit-load of money to eat three meals a day." "And the second I get a creepy vibe from someone, I ban them." "[electronic tone sounds]" " Wait, uh, are you working right now?" " Yeah." "Ooh, hold on." "I got a private session request coming in." "[mouth full] Oh, hey, Frank." "Hey, Anne." "Hey, that sandwich looks a little dry." "I was thinking..." "maybe you could put some more of that dijonnaise on it?" "You got it, Frank." "Ooh... [quietly] That's perfect." "Oh, and where'd your lesbian friend go?" "I want to watch her eat some chicken nuggets." "[moaning] [chuckles]" "[sighs]" "This is torture." "Anne came down this morning wearing only her nightshirt, sat on the living room chair and basically Sharon Stone'd me." "Ugh." "It's only been two weeks, but it feels like two months." "I don't think our situation's changed all that much." " Really?" "[wheezing]" " Not in any way I can think of, no." "[wheezing]" " What are you doing?" " Anne's bed sheet." "Unlike you, she doesn't have iron-fisted rules about snacking in bed." "Uh, yes, Bear," "I am really going for my fifth Nilla Wafer crumb." "I didn't realize there was a limit to how many Nilla Wafer crumbs I could eat!" "What did you call me?" "Well, if you're referring to the fact that I enjoy blues and like to travel, then yes, I guess I am a blues traveler." "Wilfred, have you looked in the mirror lately?" "[chuckles] Oh, yeah." "There's some new fat dog hanging out in there." "I made fun of him yesterday for, like, three hours." "That dog is you." "You keep eating all the food Anne drops." "Me, fat?" "Is that why that dog in the mirror keeps saying such hurtful things?" "[phone chimes] Yes!" "[sighs] Thank God." "I got a job interview at Silverstein and Goldblatt." " Interview?" " The faster I get a job, the faster I can afford to break Anne's lease." "As a lawyer?" "But you hated working at your dad's firm." "You said you used to sit in your car in the parking lot every morning, dreading the idea of setting foot in that place." "It wasn't about being a lawyer." "I hated working for my dad." "You just don't want me to get a job because of your parasitic relationship with Anne." "Anne is a friend to me, nothing more!" "So I didn't spend last night watching you wring out the armpits of her sweaty T-shirts into a Cologne bottle?" "Oh...!" "Oh, that is horrid." "Hey!" "Looking good." "[chuckles] Yeah." "I'm just heading off to an interview." "With a law firm, actually." "A pretty big one, so..." "Oh, that's exciting." "Good luck." "By the way, are you renting out a room in your house?" "Uh... because the other morning, I saw this woman... and I'm not accusing her of anything... but I saw her take my newspaper and walk into your house." "Uh, she's just... a-a family friend who needed a place to stay for a few weeks." "She should be gone soon." "I'll-I'll talk to her about the paper." "Good luck." "Do you have any mass tort experience." "Technically, no, but I published a series of articles about the Fen-Phen case in the Stanford Law Review in 2005." " Mm." " It was very well received." "I actually brought a copy with me today." "What is that?" "It's just a... thing." "What?" "Oh, I'm just punching an extra hole in my collar." "I think it shrunk because Jenna put it in the dryer or something." "I don't give a shit about your collar." "I know what you did." "That thing?" "Uh, thing?" "You got to be a little bit more specific." "You sabotaged my job interview!" "You're damn right I did!" "I will not stand idly..." "I will not stand..." "I will not sit idly by and let you kick Anne out." "Oh, good, you're home." "So, I kind of caused a plumbing issue upstairs, and I'd plunge it myself, but my gout is back this week with a vengeance." "I can barely... [groans, inhales sharply]" "I can't take this anymore!" "You are impossible to live with." "You're sloppy and unhygienic;" "you blurt out weird, random shit that no one cares about;" "you stole my neighbor's newspaper; and your job, it's basically a creepy type of fetish porn." "Your life is a mess!" "And the worst part about it is you have no idea." "Or maybe you just don't care." "If I could afford it, I would have kicked you out the second you moved in." "Anne?" "Anne, I appreciate you." "Thanks to you, I've become a better individual!" "I need... [groans]" "[weakly] Ryan..." "Anne..." "I'm sorry. [sighs]" "You know, you might find this hard to believe, Ryan, but you're not the first person to criticize me and my lifestyle." "[Wilfred in distance] Don't worry, Anne!" "I'm coming up to defend you from his harsh words!" "Look, I-I shouldn't have blown up at you like that." "I-I didn't mean for it to come out that way." "That was wrong of me." "[sighs] You... you really think my life is a mess?" "For what it's worth, it's not like I've got my life together right now." "I..." "I was a lawyer, and now I'm unemployed." "[Wilfred wheezing] Almost there." "I'm just saying, maybe we're both in a rut right now." "Maybe-maybe we could help each other out." "I-I'd just hate to see you leave like this." "Wilfred:" "God, did you add, like, a hundred stairs here?" "Well, I have to admit, my grandpa's said some pretty mean shit to me over the years, and it always hurt." "But I never knew what to do about it." "You're, like, the first person to offer to help." "I want to help." "I really do." "[Wilfred wheezing] [panting]" "[inhales] [continues panting] [birds chirping] [door opens]" " Hey." "Looking good." " Aw, thanks. [chuckles]" " You still excited about the job?" " Well, the first day was pretty cool, so I assume day two will be fun." "I mean, the temp agency only has me doing paperwork and stuff, but the insurance business is..." "actually interesting." "That's great." "Oh." "Um, bagel for the road?" "Uh, no." "Just coffee, thanks." "I know you were against it, but you have to admit," "Anne's really turned a corner." " What's that?" " Nothing." "[sighs] It's just that..." "lately I've been having some trouble reaching certain areas of my body that require cleaning." "It's probably just something to do with flexibility." "[groans] I just need to stretch a little more is all." "But, uh, for now, I've been getting by with the help of a, uh, tongue on a stick." "[moans]" "Wilfred, your weight has gotten out of control." "You're gonna give yourself a heart attack." "For the last time, I am not fat." "I'm just a little on the husky side." "Come on, we're going for a walk." " Pick up the pace, big guy." " [groans] "Big guy"?" "Do you not see this Hawaiian shirt I'm wearing?" "I reckon it makes me look like one of the Strokes." "Ah." "Is that why you wore a giant white T-shirt when you went swimming in the ocean yesterday?" "Uh, sunburn?" "[yelling]" "Aw, forget it!" "I'm not gonna let you ruin me the way you ruined Anne." "I didn't ruin anyone." "What, you think Anne was better off before?" "Sure, she wasn't clean or refined, she didn't not use your computer power cord as a belt, but she loved her life, openly, freely, unashamed." "You ripped the horn off the unicorn, Ryan, because you wanted to make it a normal horse, but it'll never be a normal horse, because now there's that circular scab in its forehead." " I'm helping her, Wilfred." " What you're doing to her is exactly what your father did to you your entire adult life." "That's not true." "Anne is happier now than she's ever been." "Are you sure about that?" "Is that Anne?" "Sitting alone in her parked car before work." "Sound familiar?" "Ryan, hey." "I-I thought you were going to work today." "I, uh, I-I was." "I meant to, but once I started driving there, I just had to pull over." "You said the first day was cool." "It was awful." "They put me in a cubicle and had me enter data into a spreadsheet." "And then at lunch, I just sat there in silence while my coworkers talked about a sale on drapery runners." "I didn't want to open my mouth, 'cause I knew" "I'd say something weird or talk about my back fat." "And then I was afraid I'd spill stuff on my clothes, you know." "And the blouse I was wearing was so tight." "This one's so tight, it's just, like, suffocating me." "And this bun is, like, giving me a migraine." "I can't even think!" "[sighs]" "I'm sorry, Ryan." "I know a lot of people hate their jobs, and they just got to make it through their day..." "you know, you've got to be strong." "Anne, no." "Th-this isn't right." "This isn't you." "Honestly, I-I'm the one who should be sorry." "For what?" "[panting]" "For ripping the horn off the unicorn." "That actually sounded kind of cheesy when you said it." "Look at her." "She's so..." "comfortable with herself." " Why was I so threatened by her?" " Maybe you were jealous?" "That's true." "I could never live like her." " Why not?" " Come on." "You know what my life is like." "It's pathetic." "I'm always just..." "Hanging out and smoking weed with your neighbor's dog?" " Exactly." " Talking about deep shit, laughing our asses off, going on crazy adventures, having a truly unique and remarkable friendship?" "I mean, sure, you don't know exactly what you want to do with your life yet, but at least you know what you don't want to do." "Doesn't sound so bad when you say it like that." "No, it doesn't, mate." "And when you say "smoking weed," what you mean to say is," ""smoking that dank-ass O.G. kush mixed with White Widow."" "[chuckles]" "What are you looking at, fat boy?" "!" "I told you, Wilfred, that's you." "No." "That's Alec Baldwin from It's Complicated." "Holy shit, that is me." "I'm fat, dude." "So, I finally introduced Jenna to Anne." "I came clean about her being my roommate and me needing the money and all." "I actually didn't feel as embarrassed as I thought I would." "'Cause you have no reason to be, mate." "Of course it's me, Bear." "Who else would it be?" "Oh, what, you think I can't talk and satisfy you at the same time?" "[quietly] I've got to take a piss." "Finish Bear off for me?"