"Previously on Californication..." " So, Hank." " Meredith." " You're a writer." " A great writer." "Do you know what the worst thing is?" "You're not writing." " Are you familiar with Hell-A magazine?" " Hell, no." " They would like you to blog for them." " Do you have a gun?" "You're out there sticking your dick in anything that moves." "My name is Hank." "I know." "Mia." " Who did she go with?" " Bill's daughter." "I didn't know Bill had a daughter." " How old is she?" " 16." "This is Mia, Bill's daughter." "And this is Hank." " Y-you two know each other?" " No." " I need you, baby." " No." "Hank, Hank, I'm getting married." "Don't marry him." "Marry me." "Hey." " Becca." " I hate you." "(Distant siren)" "What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about how much I absolutely fucking loathe this city." "Just as I was thinking about how much I absolutely love it." "Meanwhile, I haven't written a goddamn word since we got here." "You need to relax." "I just miss New York, honey." "You know, and I miss you, because you're still there, in that big, thick head of yours." "Come back to us, Hank." "Your girls miss you." "(Laughter)" "(Woman) So, who are you talking to?" "Oh." "Nobody." "Professional hazard." "What do you do?" "I'm a writer." "Nonpractising." " I've got something you could read." " Yeah?" "Oh." "I think you have potential." "(Dog barks in distance)" "(Knocks on door)" " Hank." " Bob." " Bill." " Really?" "Becca doesn't want to see you." "You looking for a cock punch?" "Let me talk to her." "Trust me, as the father of a teenage daughter, just give her some space, she'll come around." "Shit." "You know something..." "Bill, is it?" "Yep." "Still Bill." "Well, I appreciate the parenting advice, but maybe... just maybe... giving them too much space is not such a good idea." "Maybe too much space is actually the root of the problem." " Rebecca?" " Hank, please." "My daughter is 16, and she's an angel." "Clearly I'm doing something right." " Oh, you poor bastard." " Excuse me?" " Homo says what?" " What?" " Gotcha. (Laughs)" " Huh." " What the fuck is that?" " Oh, you like it?" "I could've bought a car instead." "I think you should still buy the car and then run over whoever created that turd." "(Karen) Everything OK here, boys?" "(Bill) It's all good." "It's all good?" "That's kind of a hip lingo." ""It's all good." "It's all good."" "Yeah, that's..." "that's what they say, the kids." " I still hate you." " Naturally." "But I do want to see your movie." "It's my book." "It's not my movie." "Not my problem." "I like your movie." "Oh, how is that even possible, honey?" "Because it proves you're not the asshole they say you are." "(Whistles) Cursing will cost you." "(Sniffs)" "Now who says I'm an asshole?" "(Karen) Can we swap nights this weekend?" "We're having some people over on Saturday, and I'd love for Becca to be there." " Uncle Charlie and Aunt Marcy." " Thank you, sweetie." "Dad should come." "They're his friends, too." "And Uncle Charlie's his agent." "Maybe he has an offer for him." "You're welcome to come, Hank." "Absolutely." "Hey, bring a date." " Hmm?" " Bring a date." " Earbuds." " (♪ Music plays)" "First of all, you could not handle me hitting it off with somebody right in front of you." "Oh, you're right." "It could be very painful." "But I think I'll get through it." "OK, so I take this to mean the answer is no, that you're not going to marry me." "Hank, I'm standing right here." "Did you ever stop and think that it might be nice for Becca to see us all get along for a change?" "Yes, and it might be nice if I could fellate myself while farting The White Album, but I haven't been able to quite master that yet." "Is he coming?" "Absolutely." "What can I bring, Bob?" "Bill." "Uh, Billy Bob." "Whatever the fuck..." "That's not a "fuck," Becca." "Your assistant makes me want to touch myself in a bad place." "That's nice." "My assistant makes me want to hang myself." " While masturbating?" " Are you retarded or something?" "Funky back tat on the small of the back." " You know what that means." " No." " She likes it in the pooper." " Really?" "I have no idea." "I just wanted to say "pooper"." "I have found that the back tat is a watermark of the promiscuous, though." "Doesn't change the fact she's the world's worst assistant." "She drops calls, she loses manuscripts, she can't even get my fucking macchiato right." "But... but she does seem to have a nipple ring." "Quite possibly two." "There is something very cool going on in that area." "OK, OK." "Enough about my assistant's nipples." "You want to talk some business?" "How's the new book coming?" "Now, that's a hostile question." "Hank, you have owed your publisher a book since Becca was breast-feeding." "I remember because I used to like to watch Karen do that." "Kiss my black ass." "You need a fucking job." "What?" "OK." "What?" "What do you got?" " Shh!" "Wait a minute." "Listen." "You hear that?" " What?" "That's the sound of my phone not ringing for you." "Hank, you have burned every bridge I built for you with my bare hands." "Except, of course..." " No, don't say it." " Hell-A magazine." "They want you to blog for them." "Just take the fucking meeting already!" "No!" "No!" "Let's ask Dani California." "Hell-A magazine." "Thoughts?" "You'd be perfect for them." "Uh-uh-uh." "Nipple ring?" "Two?" "Anywhere else?" "She's got a nose ring, too." "You know what that means." " What?" "She likes it in the nose?" " That is sick." "(British accent) Look around." "LA needs you." "Now more than ever." "Your voice is a shotgun blast to all the pretentious fucks who pollute this once-great city of yours." "Just so you know, it's not and never will be my city." "Use the blog, Hank." "Channel your rage." "You're a dying breed." "You're a real writer, a real man." "You've got heart, balls, and swagger." "Either way. (Chuckles)" "Come over to the dark side, Hank." "Join us at Hell-A magazine." "I appreciate the enthusiasm." "I do." " But I just..." "I don't have much to say." " Think about it." "Oh, where you going?" "I thought I was the real deal." "It's a shame I'm in a relationship." "Write me something, Hank." " Good night." " Good night." "The airplane." "Oh." " So, what do you think?" " Very little of substance." "No. (Laughs)" "My tits." "Seriously." "They seem pretty fucking groovy to me." " Think they're too small?" " Too small for what?" " I want to make them bigger." " No." "They're absolutely almost perfect, in every conceivable titty way." "What about my lips?" "Highly kissable." "Not those lips." " These." " Oh." "Um..." "Um... what..." "What about them?" "Do you think they're too flappy?" " What's that?" "Flappy?" " Flappy?" "Mm-hm." "I was thinking about getting them fixed." "Vaginal rejuvenation." "You heard about it?" "Get them trimmed up a little." "That way they don't look like day-old deli meat." "Ooh." "I think I just lost my manhood." " And got hungry at the same time." " (Laughs)" "I can help you find that." "You can try." " Hey, this is you." " Oh." "I thought you recognized me." "I'm not a big porn guy, actually." " (Baby crying)" " And who might that be?" " Oh, that's my daughter." " Do you need to go... see to her?" "It's OK." "She'll quiet down." "Don't worry about it." "(Crying continues)" "Go be with your daughter." "I'm gonna have to confiscate this for further study." "♪ LA woman ♪" " Piece of shit." " ♪ LA woman" "♪ LA woman ♪" "(Hank) "Hell-A magazine blog number one." ""Hank hates you all." ""A few things I've learned in my travels" ""through this crazy little thing called life..." ""One... a morning of awkwardness" ""is far better than a night of loneliness." ""Two..." "I probably won't go down in history," ""but I will go down on your sister." "And three... while I'm down there," ""it might be nice to see a hint of pubis." ""I'm not talking about a huge '70s Playboy bush or anything," ""just something that reminds me that I'm performing cunnilingus on an adult." ""But I guess the larger question is," ""why is the City of Angels so hell-bent" ""on destroying its female population?"" "♪ LA woman" "♪ Got to keep on rising" "♪ LA woman" "♪ Got to keep on rising ♪" "Jesus H. Christ." "Nope." "Just little old me." "Are you OK?" "You look a little pale." "You're not gonna have a heart attack, are you?" "You are getting on in years." "Just because I'm older than you, doesn't necessarily make me old." " Well, I am 16, you know." " So I've been told." "What's the word for that again?" "Oh, yeah." "It's statutory rape." "That's two words." "Hi, Daddy." "Honey, put some clothes on, OK?" "We have company." "Well, I'm sure it's nothing he hasn't seen before." " Hank." " Tim." " Thanks for coming." " Thanks for having me." " It's my pleasure." " Oh, the pleasure is all mine." "I think this is, um... an important first step we're taking here." "Really?" "What step is that?" "The one where I sit back and watch as you try to steal my family out from under me?" "It's not gonna happen." "Game on, brohim." "Hey." "You didn't have to do that." "I didn't." "It's for me." "Sorry about that." "Hank, Sonja." "Sonja, Hank." "Hi." "I love your writing." "And I love you." "I read your adaptation way back when Soderbergh was gonna do it." " I fucking loved it." " Hey, my salad days." "You and I are gonna get along just fine." "I'm sorry." "Honey?" "Can I borrow the missus for a moment?" " Yeah." " Can I talk to you?" " What the fuck are you doing?" " What do you mean?" "You're trying to set me up with this woman." "I thought it might be nice for you to have a playdate with someone your own age." " And what if we get along swimmingly?" " Hankie." "I had to leave you, remember?" "I'm not holding a torch here." "And you need to get on with your life." "And you need to get in touch with your emotions, woman." "(Laughs)" "He says he's not used to dating." "(Sighs) Nobody likes you." "You're ugly and your mother dresses you funny." "Now smile, you fucking douche." "(Murmur of conversation)" " (Becca) Dad?" "Dad?" " Yes." " Can I get a dog?" " Absolutely." "Yes." " As long as it poops here." " We'll talk about it, honey." "I'm sorry, Hank." "My apologies." "That's fine, Bill." "She's very sweet." "Well, I'd like to propose a toast." "To friends family, a new beginning..." " And a happy ending." " Well said, honey." "(Charlie) I'll drink to that." "(All) Cheers." "(Bill) Cheers, cheers." "So, how did you and Bill meet?" "I don't think this is the right setting for that..." "I think this is the perfect setting for that story." "Um, Bill hired Karen to redo his place... this place." "And along the way, they talked Zen And The Art Of The Mid-Life Crisis and eventually fell head over heels in love." "In Karen's case, heels over head." "And Bill got another trophy for his mantel, and Karen got to move into her own Barbie dream house." "Talk about being the architect of your very own... happy ending." " Got it." " That's a bit of an oversimplification, Hank." " But I'm not surprised." " Floor is all yours, Bill." " I'll pass." " That doesn't surprise me." "How did you and Karen meet?" " Mia, I don't think..." " (Karen) Some other time, sweetie." " What?" "I'm curious." " Me too." "Karen's not a big fan of memory lane." " I'll tell it." " Rebecca." "Mom was going to art school and playing bass in this downtown noise band." "Dad had just published his first novel." "They met cute at..." "what was it called again?" " CBGBs." " Right." "He thought she was pretentious, and she thought he was way too pleased with himself." "But they had sex anyway." "In the morning, he made her breakfast, and she talked about her plan to move to Seattle" " so she could stalk and marry..." " Chris Cornell." "Right." "But then she read Dad's writing." "And that was it." "Nine months later, I was born." "They never got married, of course." "But they stayed together a long time." "A lot longer than most people do." " (Man clears throat) - (Car horn)" "Oh, my boyfriend's here." "I got to go." " Bye, Daddy." " Oh!" "Bye." " Good night." " Good night." " Bye, honey." " So long." "I wish I could tell an interesting story about my me and my ex, but it's really just LA cliché number 4b." "He was sleeping with his assistant." "Oh, shit." "That happens." " His name was Ted." " Your husband?" " His assistant." " Oh." "Ah." " Could be worse." " Really?" "How so?" "Well, instead of finding out your husband was gay, you could've found out that he was a..." "Scientologist or something like that." "I'm a Scientologist, Hank." "(Light laughter)" "Or a Nazi." "Or al-Qaeda." "Keep trying." "See, this is what I love about LA, is the diversity." "(Laughter)" "The Eagles!" "Oh." "Eagles Of Death Metal." "Cool." "Right on." "I liked having you here tonight." " Well, I liked being here tonight." " Bullshit." "Oh." "It's a pleasure doing business with you." "I hate to burst your bubble, sweetie, but that movie has nothing to do with your old man." "Of course it does." "Your novel, while very much an exercise in nihilism, is firmly rooted in romanticism." "You read the novel?" "Oh, Jesus fuck." "Ohh." "Mm." "You shouldn't take the Lord's name in vain, you know." " Where'd you get that old chestnut?" " Bill." "I was wearing my Cradle Of Filth t-shirt." "The one that says "Jesus was a C-word" on the back." "That's my girl." "But I do pray sometimes." "Sort of." "What do you pray for?" "That you and Mom work out your shit and we move back to New York." "Uh, no, honey." "You don't owe me anything for that one." " Dad?" " Yeah?" "Are you OK?" "No." "But I'm working on it." "Can I get a dog?" "Oh, you're good." "You're good." "(Laughs)" "(Woman coughing)" "Oh." "Son-ja." "Hey, look, I'm sorry about before... what I said." "I don't know what the fuck I'm talking about half the time." " Ask anybody." "They'll tell you." " No worries." "No worries." "(Sniffing)" "You want... you want to..." "you want to get fucked up?" "Oh!" "Why are you so smiley?" "There's nothing quite like getting stoned on the very bed that your ex-domestic partner shares with her fiancé." " It's the little things." " (Both laugh)" "Could you do me a favour?" "Absolutely." "Tell me what you think." "(Coughs)" " Honestly?" " Yeah." "Honestly." "I'm, uh, 40-something years old." "I don't have time to play games." "I need to know the truth." "Well, your breasts are obviously real." "And, um, you have an abundance of pubic hair, which is really nice." "And, um, there's no evidence of vaginal rejuvenation." "I'd say aside from the fact that you worship a space alien, you just might be the most beautiful woman I've seen in a long, long time." "Thank you." "It's my pleasure." " Would you do me another favour?" " Yeah." "Would you fuck me?" "My husband recently left me for a guy named Ted, and right now all I want to do is get fucked stupid by a guy who actually likes women." "If that's OK with you." "Well, I'd be lying if I said I never wondered what it might be like to violate a Scientologist." "You must be looking like Art Garfunkel down there lately." "Oh, my God." "You're obsessed." "Well, you haven't been in for a wax in months." "So either you're taking your lady business elsewhere or you're sporting a ginormous hippie bush." "I hate that shit." "I just came to keep you in business." "Oh!" "And I just want you to be happy and hair-free." "Well, I am happy." "Thank you very much." "Are you sure you're not making a deal with the devil that your ass can't cash?" "What does that even mean?" "What?" "Are you totally serious about marrying this guy?" " Yes." " Why?" "I love him." "He loves me." "He's great with Becca." " I mean, what else is there?" " What about Hank?" " What about him?" " He loves you." "He's trying to get his shit together." "He has been trying to get his shit together since the day we first met." "And the sex with Bill?" "Is it good?" "Yeah." "It's different, you know?" "Come on. (Sighs)" " I want to show you my house." " Oh, my God." "My house is my art." "I don't think Tom and Katie would approve of what we're doing right now." " Oh, God." "Shut up and fuck me already." " Are you clear yet?" "Shut up and fuck me." "You are one kinky Thetan." "Oh!" "Aah!" "Are you OK?" "(Groans)" "Oh." "OK." "Right." "(Gasps)" "Oh, God." "(Coughs)" "Oh..." "(Bill) My painting." "It's all good." "We got it under control." "(Laughs)" "It's all good." "(Both laugh)" "OK." "We're so high!" "I don't know what happened." "(Mia) You look like ass." "Did we just have sex?" "What do you want from me?" "Isn't it obvious?" "What happened the other night will never, ever happen again." "And why is that?" "Because it's sick and wrong." "Well, maybe I'm in the minority here, but I just don't think there's anything sick and wrong about a little fucking and punching between consenting adults." "You're not an adult, for one." "You dirty old man." "(Dog barks in distance)" "Well, I guess I'll just have to get out my vibrator and read your blog." "That's cool." "Then it won't be a total waste of time." "I thought it was cool." "I was like, "Hey, I totally fucked that guy."" " Must be weird, though." " What?" "Becoming the employee of a man you so clearly hate." "What are you talking about?" "(Laughs) My father." "He owns Hell-A magazine." "Mia, is that you?" "Coming, Daddy." "♪ And though he's naked through the day" "♪ There's always gonna be a better way" "♪ It'll always be someone else's way ♪" "Always a pleasure." "♪ Closer to the edge" "♪ It's so much further than we get without a car" "Line 480" "Line 481" "Line 482" "Line 483" "Line 484" "Line 485" "Line 486" "Line 487" "Line 488" "Line 489" "Line 490" "Line 491" "Line 492" "♪ With anyone,"