"[ Keyboard clacking ]" "[ Sighs ]" "[ Ring tone plays ]" "[ Ring tone stops ]" "Good morning, moncherie." "Hey, there." "So..." "Wow." "Right?" "[ Both laugh ]" "Right?" "Yep." "I don't usually, like, rate, but, um..." "Yeah, that was nice." "That was nice." "You could say that again." "Yep." "Oh, do you actually -- you want me to say it again?" "Um, yeah, no, that was really nice." "Great." "Super nice." "And guess what?" "Oh, yeah, make yourself comfortable." "Now I'm gonna cook you breakfast." "No, you do not have to do that." "Forget it." "It comes with the evening." "It's a full-package deal." "[ Chuckles ]" "Okay." "I'm kidding." "I am gonna cook you breakfast, though." "Let's see, oh..." "Are you, uh, looking for something specific?" "I don't really have that much stuff." "A bit low on supplies, aren't we?" "Yeah." "I can go down and get something if you want me to." "Bradley:" "No, no, no, no, no." "No problem." "I played a chef once, a short arc on a soap when I first got to town." "I did tons of research, learned a whole bunch about cooking and stuff." "It was great." "Oh, perfect." "An onion." "I'm gonna make you a frittata." "Tasty, right?" "Yum." "Okay." "Mm, can't use that." "[ Thud ]" "Can we throw this out?" "Yeah, that's -- please do." "Throw those away." "Whew!" "And this." "Oh, mushrooms!" "Oh, borderline." "Probably cook up fine." "Oh, cheese!" "That's, um..." "That's gross." "I know it is." "Um, I might have some string cheese in there." "I think." "[ Sighs ]" "No, it's really good." "You just chop it up and put it in eggs or whatever." "I do it all the time." "Okay." "String cheese it is." "Sounds delightfully provincial." "All right, we have cheese." "Let's do this." "Um, I'm gonna jump in the shower quick, if that's okay." "Oh, sure." "I thought we might..." "Jump back into bed after our petit déjeuner." "Oh, um, actually, i have to..." "I have a really crazy day today." "I'm sorry." "Oh, okay." "I get it." "That's okay?" "What if I said it wasn't?" "Um, I'd be creeped out?" "[ Both laugh ]" "I'm kidding." "Come on." "Okay, cool." "Of course." "I totally understand." "Yeah." "I " " I'm meeting with my mom, and then I have some work stuff, so..." "Cool." "Cool." "Maybe dinner this week?" "Maybe." "Um..." "I'm not making up excuses." "Hey." "I-i didn't say you were." "Okay." "You go douche, and I and your meal will await your return." "Okay, thanks." "Um..." "Did you play a French person or do you actually speak French?" "Uh, both." "I learned French from my parents." "I grew up in New Orleans, as you probably already know." "And I played French brothers on that soap I mentioned." "Brothers?" "Like, more than one?" "Yeah, twins, of course." "Soaps love twins -- one good and one..." "Not good." "[ Chuckles ] Exactement." "Right." "Okay, i will see you in a bit." "Àbientôt." "It means "until soon."" "Does it?" "Okay." "[ Door closes ]" "Hey, mom." "Mm!" "[ Chuckles ]" "Uh, I'm sorry I'm late." "Oh, it's not a problem." "As you can see, i didn't wait for you, so..." "Yeah." "Um, how was the drive in?" "Oh, not bad, uh, for once." "Sawmill parkway was quiet, and I didn't hit traffic, so all good." "Good." "I'm glad." "[ Clears throat ]" "Do you, uh, want something to drink, or are you hungry at all?" "I'm okay." "No, I had a pretty " "I had a pretty big breakfast, so..." "All right, fine." "Listen, I -- before you say anything," "I just want you to know that it's over." "What is?" "Mom." "What?" "Billy and me." "We talked about it, and we actually came to sort of a bad end, actually, so that's where we are right now." ""Right now"?" "Can you just leave it?" "Is that all right?" "I am just repeating the words that you said." "Yeah, well, just -- just repeat something else." "You know, honey, we used to be able to talk, as mother and daughter." "I mean -- yeah, when I was like 10." "But now you just look down your nose at everything I do with this disdain for everything that I do." "I do not look down my nose at you." "Yeah, you do." "You do." "You do, too." "Oh, please!" "Mom, let's just stop." "Seriously, we'll just -- we will move on, and we'll just talk about something else." "Billie, i-i didn't say anything." "Yeah, but I know that you want to." "I know that you have tons to say about my choices and -- and all -- well, i can't express my feelings?" "I can't tell you how I feel and my opinion?" "Why can't I just do that?" "Huh?" "I am investing in you." "Oh, fuck." "I think I have a right to say my piece." "Yeah, wow, we managed to stay off that topic for a while, but, sure." "I guess you would rather that I just -- i-i didn't say anything," "I just keep pumping cash into your account." "Well, you know what?" "Sometimes that affords me the chance to tell you what I think about what you do, all right?" "Well, thank god i finally landed a decent job so we can ease off the blood money, and then the next time we have a meal together, we'll just talk about meaningless shit, okay?" "Oh, Jesus." "No, we should be able to talk about everything like real people do, but we can't even manage it." "So next time, we'll just talk about, you know, designer clothes and fuckin' jewelry and cocktails." "You know what, Billie, stop being the martyr, okay?" "I'm not being a martyr, mom, I'm being a cunt, 'cause that's what you make me when you get like this." "No, you just judge everything I do, no matter what I do." "And, I mean, I know that I'll never be good enough for you, so you can just stop fucking reminding me." "I will not say another word." "Thank you." "[ Scoffs ]" "I think what you've done is the right thing." "Okay, I promise, that's the last word." "Great." "Thank you." "Whatever, fine." "Thank you." "You've spoken." "And thank you." "For what?" "Just for listening to reason." "What?" "What?" "[ Laughing ] What?" "What?" "What, you weeping in the car or -- or honking your horn over and over again?" "Oh, my god." "What piece of Sage advice do you think I was listening to?" "We broke up, mom, okay?" "It ended." "And -- and not because you thought it was wrong or because you wanted me to." "It just -- it just fucking ended because it did, and it's sad, all right?" "It's actually really sad, and I'm not doing all that well, thank you for asking." "I'm really fucking not." "[ Voice breaking ] You know, I cannot deal with you when you get like this." "What, honest?" "You know what, fuck you." "Fuck me?" "Yes, fuck you." "Fuck me?" "Thanks for coming down from Westchester, mom." "Thanks a lot, really." "You know what you should do is you should just storm out." "Or why don't you throw something, huh?" "That's your specialty." "Why don't you just go ahead and do that." "And you know what, I'll take care of the bill, as usually." "What bill?" "I didn't even order anything." "Oh, you know what I mean." "No, I fuckin' don't know what you mean." "All right, just go." "Just go, go, go, go, go!" "I'm not going anywhere." "So we're just gonna shut the fuck up and we're gonna eat and we're gonna talk about nothing, okay?" "So wipe the fucking tears off your face." "Why the hell are you crying?" "[ Laughing ] God." "I'm crying for my life." "Thank you very much, okay?" "Which you actually know very little about..." "Sweetheart." "Thank you." "Thank you for your hard work putting together this, uh, anniversary issue." "Uh, just, I know it took a lot of effort and a lot of late nights and -- and booze." "[ Laughs ]" "Booze." "Yep, yes." "God bless booze." "Yay." "[ Chuckles ]" "Unfortunately, my father is still not happy." "Trust me," "I've grown up with the guy, so I know how that feels." "But he is angry." "Um..." "Real angry." "Mostly about the "new drawings and shit,"" "as he so delicately put it last night at dinner." "That's not me." "So he has decided to let most of you go." "So..." "I'm kidding." "Seriously, it's a joke." "Seriously, yeah." "A joke." "[ Chuckles ]" "Yeah, tom gets it, right?" "There we go." "Wow, tough crowd." "[ Chuckles ]" "Uh, no, the old man is really happy, and he wanted me to tell you." "Yeah, he loves the new drawings and the improvements we've done, and even decided to finally, you know, let go of the reins, for now, and put me in charge." "[ Scattered applause ] So..." "Wow, thanks." "No, I..." "Thanks, Denise." "Uh, yeah, so the credit goes to us, you know?" "To me, to all of you, Denise in particular." "Billie for her fine artwork." "And she is a keeper, everyone." "She's gonna be here a while." "Hell of a blouse -- no!" "No." "And tom, on his ability to rework a layout like some mad prince of the printing press." "Or..." "No, don't know what I mean by that, but..." "Uh, anyway -- oh, and Billy Jones, actually, who, you know, has decided to take a little time away from the magazine, but he deserves a bunch of this, too." "Yeah." "So..." "The upside is we have a new illustrator on the team." "And I've decided to bury the hatchet with tom and give domestic habitation another go, even though he apparently has never been through a hurricane or other natural disaster and is happy to eat all of your emergency rations." "[ Chuckles ]" "We're gonna give it another go, if he'll have me." "Yeah." "Yeah?" "Oh, yeah!" "[ Chuckles ]" "Sweet, dude." "So good." "[ Chuckles ]" "Um..." "[ Clears throat ] Anyway, uh," "Denise and Karen..." "Karen -- is Karen even -- is she here today?" "No." "Dentist, I think." "All right." "Well, Denise, you'll be getting a lot more responsibility now that Billy is gone." "Um..." "Anyway..." "To us." "Team chisel, huh?" "Good work." "[ Glasses clinking ]" "Hey, Billie." "Hey." "How's it going?" "Good." "Kind of bummed on the Billy front." "I mean, well, well " "I mean, it's a bummer what happened with Billy, 'cause I really liked working with him." "He was a neat guy." "I mean, we had our ups and downs, but, you know, that's what happens with relationships, right?" "It would have been nice h-having both of you here." "We had our ups and downs, but..." "But it would have been nice having you both here is what I'm saying." "Thank you." "Thanks." "Right?" "Yep." "Want to play some ping-pong?" "Um, I haven't really played it since I was a kid." "It's fun." "It's good." "Okay." "It'll clear your head." "Come on." "Come on." "I have really bad hand-eye coordination." "And a lot of rage." "This will work out." "Just f.Y.I." "Okay." "Just, you know, being up front." "I appreciate that." "Okay." "You don't want to stretch?" "I think I'm good." "Yeah?" "Yeah, let's play." "It's on." "Fuck!" "Oh, it would have been so awesome if I caught that." "I told you." "Let's try again." "I -- yes." "[ Laughing ] Oh." "Yes!" "Ooh." "[ Sighs ]" "What the fuck?" "No tester?" "Fine." "That's bullshit." "Woman:" "Can I help you?" "Oh, hey, um..." "Yeah, I'm going on a date." "That -- that's a cool ring." "That's a bottle-opener." "Sorry." "It's okay." "Pretty jewelry over here." "Thank you." "This is all on consignment." "So every piece here is made by local artists." "Awesome." "Whoa, is that the real price?" "We also have a lot of really great stuff on sale." "Great." "This shelf here, all of our accessories there are 10% off, and then this middle rack here, this is all end of season, so that's half off." "Half." "Mm-hmm." "That's for me." "Thank you very much." "Would you like me to hold that up front for you?" "Um, I got it." "I got a firm grip." "Here, I'll just -- I'll put it here, so..." "Woman:" "Thank you." "Oh, those jackets are so soft." "They are." "[ Ringing ]" "[ Indistinct conversations ]" "Hey, there." "I'm sorry, i just really had to go." "No problem." "We all pee." "Well put." "Thanks." "So, uh..." "You like it here?" "It's a great spot, right?" "The chef's a friend of mine." "Whenever I go on location, i have him fedex me food." "Nice, do snails keep well if they're not..." "[ Laughs ]" "And she's funny." "Uh, no idea." "I hate escargot." "But, seriously, you can't find good pâté in Toronto, you know?" "It's crazy." "You okay?" "Y-you seem a little off." "Oh, yeah, I just, um, had a weird week, but..." "How is shooting?" "I didn't." "I'm done for the holidays." "Thought I texted you that." "Drew is, as well." "Oh, right." "Good." "Aren't you guys joined at the hip or something?" "Didn't you know that?" "No, no, i didn't know that." "Well, I'm gonna get us a bottle of wine." "That will end the week on a high note." "Great." "I promise." "This guy's got an incredible cellar." "Let's do it." "[ Speaks French ]" "Uh..." "Okay." "Usually, they're a bit more attentive to me here." "Hey." "Oh, hi." "Can I get a bottle of the châteua margaux '94?" "I don't " " I don't know, i don't work here." "I just need to talk to you for a second." "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "What's going on?" "Uh, Bradley, this is my brother." "Yeah, I'm her stepbrother, half brother." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Oh, what's your name?" "My name is Billy, same as her." "I used to work at chisel, actually, so..." "Oh, yeah!" "...saw the thing you did." "The cover was pretty good, right?" "Did you like it?" "Sweet, man." "Can I just -- can we?" "Thanks a lot." "Uh, okay." "Yeah, I guess that's fine." "Uh, do you guys -- do you want to sit down?" "No, you know, it's kind of private, so I was just hoping -- we'll just be a minute." "Sorry." "Just one minute." "Thank you." "Why are you here?" "Why do you think?" "I don't know." "Tell me." "I'll tell you why." "Because I've been following you." "Hello?" "You have?" "Yeah, I'm surprised you haven't noticed." "I've been pretty -- pretty obvious about it." "But, you know, you break into my place," "I follow you." "That's fair." "I'm sorry I didn't see you." "Yeah, I guess 'cause you've been so occupied with Mr. actor-face over there." "When did that happen?" "Mr. "time bomb."" "Okay, nothing's happening." "It's just dinner." "[ Scoffs ] Yeah, I bet." "Oh, please." "Shut the fuck up." "I'm not the one that got reprimanded by my company for dating too many employees." "Who told you that?" "Doesn't matter." "Did Denise tell you that?" "Oh, funny how her name keeps coming up." "It was Denise." "It doesn't matter, but it is true, right?" "I agree, it doesn't matter." "That's right, it doesn't matter, because you're my brother, you're my stepbrother, and what you do shouldn't matter to me, right?" "That's where we are now?" "So why the hell are you here?" "You know why I'm here." "No, I think you need to spell it out." "I am here because I'm not gonna let this go." "And I'm " " I'm gonna apologize to you, which I am, and I'm making some sort of gesture to let you know that I am still out here." "I am." "I know that." "Of course I know that." "Sorry, just one second." "Look, I didn't give this enough time, okay?" "Wedidn't." "And -- and it got sabotaged by our friends and family, and we just -- we have to try again, and I will do better." "I will do so much better, okay?" "Come on." "I know you feel this, too." "Not right now I don't." "Yeah, you do." "Well, why not?" "You want a list?" "Maybe 'cause you fucked September like 30 seconds after we took a breather, and also because I'm having dinner with someone, okay?" "I'm having dinner with someone who I'm not related to." "And I've had a fuckin' weird day, a really shitty, weird -- what happened?" "Nothing." "I'd like to know." "No, I don't even want to think about it." "Let's just talk about it." "Some things that I don't want to talk about, so please stop asking." "Now, you need to leave." "I'm not gonna leave until you at least tell me when we can meet up." "Billy, you need to stop this right now." "I'm gonna stop, just tell me when we can talk." "Okay, when can I see you?" "Everything going okay back here?" "Yeah, it's fine." "Yeah, yeah, we just need another second." "Actually, it's all right, Billy's just leaving." "Well, I just wanted to make sure i know when we're gonna talk." "Listen, pal, you're kind of on my dime right now, so why don't you pack it in, do this some other time?" "Uh, no, thanks." "Now's fine." "Sorry, what?" "I-i said, why don't you shut the fuck up and go back to your seat." "Billy -- listen -- get the fuck away from me." "Jesus Christ, stop." "Okay, stop it." "Stop doing that." "Yeah?" "Want to do that?" "Want to do that?" "You sure, yeah?" "You fuckin' sure?" "Stop fucking doing that!" "Nice fuckin' tits." "This is John Varvatos, bitch!" "It costs more than your whole fucking life!" "Does it?" "I'm sure you can swap it out with some ed hardys, you flying dildo!" "Stop, stop it!" "Stop kicking!" "What are you kicking?" "What are you kicking, time bomb?" "There's no one there!" "You're not on TV, time bomb." "You wish!" "You're not on TV." "You wish!" "You wish!" "Enough!" "Okay, let's go." "Let's just -- you better get out while you can still be a bitch!" "[ Sighs ]" "What the hell was that all about?" "Family stuff." "I'm sorry about your shirt." "It's fine, but still." "Nice brother." "Step-- he's my stepbrother, actually." "Oh, which means..." "Nothing, right?" "He's actually nothing to you, really." "True?" "How about that wine, yeah?" "All right." "Uh..." "Again with this." "I'm gonna talk to jonieve." "[ Ring tone plays ]" "Hey." "Okay." "Good." "Yeah, I'm good." "Uh, how are you?" "How's Carson?" "Right." "Uh, how about dad?" "Um, how's he doing?" "Yep." "He's been in the city a lot." "Oh, really?" "Flowers, that's sweet." "Wow." "Um..." "Yeah, work's okay." "I mean, you know." "Yeah, uh..." "Maybe for the best, i don't know." "Um, he can go back if he wants, so we'll see." "Actually, you know, i think I should go, but..." "Yeah, of course." "Mom, I wouldn't miss it." "It's Thanksgiving." "I know that." "I know I have before, but I won't miss it now, okay?" "Okay." "Okay." "Mom?" "I'm sorry." "[ Chuckles ]" "I know." "Yeah, okay, yep." "I will see you then." "Okay." "Love you, too." "Bye."