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Sometimes, God taketh away
what God hath given.
A mother who bears us
with her loins...
...bears us always...
...and lives forever in our hearts.
Let's go talk to her now.
Just sit next to her.
Doris.
Hey, sis. How you holding up?
I'm holding up.
Supposed to hold up,
so I'm holding up.
Hey, you know,
we're all pretty devastated, so....
Anyway, Cynthia and I were thinking,
now that Ma's gone...
...maybe you could get
your own place in the city...
- ...close to your job and everything.
- You wouldn't have to ride the ferry.
You've really earned this.
You've been living in Mom's house,
taking care of her all these years.
Which was so noble of you.
- I don't know how you did it. Really.
- So noble.
And I was thinking that, you know,
once we cleaned out Mama's junk...
...that we should think about
maybe selling the house too.
- Todd, all my stuff is there.
- Yeah.
All right. Um....
Look, I just....
We, uh....
Here.
Her name is Sylvia Edwards
and she could really help.
- Help with what?
- The hoarding, Doris.
You and Mom,
you held on to a lot of stuff.
Please, sis, just meet with her.
- I'm sorry.
- Sorry. Could someone hit eight, please?
Thanks.
It's tight quarters.
- It's pretty awkward, huh?
- Yeah.
Here. These are a little....
Sorry, they were on your ear.
Is that better?
- Boy, yeah.
- Yeah.
I like your glasses.
They're cat eyeglasses?
Yeah.
They're cool.
Okay. Thanks.
Hey, Doris?
Doris?
Anne's replacing all our chairs
with these posture balls.
She's got a whole truckload.
So I'm gonna need your chair, Doris.
I like my chair. It has a back.
You know I don't make the rules, right?
I'm just the muscle.
Can I have everyone
gather around please? Over here.
Over here.
Over here.
I would like to introduce everyone
to John Fremont.
John is the new art director.
He joins us after a successful stint
in the L.A. office.
We're very happy to have him.
So let's give him
a big New York welcome.
- Speech.
- Speech.
Speech.
Okay, uh, I'll give it a shot.
So I know it's a far cry
from the sandy beaches of Malibu...
...but, um, it's really great to be here
in the city that never sleeps.
So that's it.
That's all, folks.
You're so funny, John.
Okay, everyone back to work.
Okay.
Actually, wait.
There's one last thing
that I need to say.
I met a woman in the elevator
this morning.
And we hardly exchanged
more than a few words...
...but she made a big impression
on me.
She's standing right there.
Look, lady, I don't even
know your name...
...but you set off a fire inside of me
I have not been able to put out...
...since the moment
I laid eyes on you.
Can we explore this?
Doris?
Doris?
Doris?
Hey, sorry to interrupt
whatever that was.
Just me and the cats now.
I hope I don't end up like one of those
weird old New Yorkers...
...that chokes on a peanut and dies
and no one even misses me...
...until the smell of my decomposing
body seeps through the walls.
- Oh, honey, I would miss you. I would...
- Get in the slow lane, ladies.
You go eat some kale.
- Fascist.
- She gave us the finger, Roz.
- Give her the finger.
- Fascist!
- Roz, no, no, no.
- Hey, hey, hey.
Yeah, you'd better run.
Run away.
Run away, girl. Uh-huh.
Will you get your friend?
Oh, Roz. For goodness sakes,
just give her the finger next time.
Look, see, she ran away.
Of course.
You scared the heck out of her.
And then after that,
John says, "Th-Th-That's all, folks."
You know, like Bugs Bunny.
And Anne goes, "ooh," you know.
I don't even think
she got the reference.
- That one is such a phony baloney.
- Yeah. I know.
Come on because I don't wanna
be late for this lecture.
So who is this guy again?
One of those motivational speakers.
Val says he's like that doctor on TV.
- I don't know.
- Only better looking.
Come on.
- I'm coming.
- It'll do you good to be around people.
- They do a snack table here.
- How many things do you get?
- You remember that guy that did the....
- Looks like four bites of cheese.
I'm sorry, ma'am.
We are not allowed to serve the cheese
and crackers until after the lecture.
- Bureaucrat.
- Roz.
- Doris. Hurry up.
- There's Val.
I've got primo seats for us. Hurry up.
There's always one in every crowd.
- Doris.
- Yes.
- I'm so sorry about your mother.
- Yes.
Did you get the Edible Arrangement?
Yes, I did, thank you.
Thank you so much.
Willy Williams.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
Have you lost your way?
Is there something missing?
Mm-hm.
An emptiness.
But, folks, don't look back at your life
and ask, "Why me?"
Look ahead and ask, "Why not me?"
Ask yourself, "Why not me?"
Right now.
Why not me?
We've all got fears.
I'm afraid of a lot of things.
Am I safe?
Am I providing for my family?
Am I doing everything I can
to make this world a better place?
But when it comes to our goals
and our dreams...
...fear is just another four letter word
that begins with F.
And folks, don't let your fear of what
could happen make nothing happen.
Don't make that mistake.
Life is short, folks. Let me tell you,
it is over in the blink of an eye.
And that's why I always say:
There are seven days in the week...
...and "someday" isn't one of them.
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
This is very good cheese.
I think it's some kind of a Spanish
Manchego. It has a certain ol to it.
Did you see that really cute guy
in the third row?
- Okay.
- Hubba, hubba.
- He's coming this way. Coming.
- Hello, ladies.
Thanks so much for coming to my talk.
You got my DVD.
Yes.
There's actually some great advice
in there, Doris.
- Yes, yes.
- Great name.
- My mother named me after Doris Day.
- Doris Day is my all-time favorite.
You know what her real last name was?
Von Kappelhoff.
- It's funny, huh?
- Very, very funny.
- Excuse me, I just... I have to....
- Certainly.
Mr. Williams, may I ask a question?
Ask me anything.
Mr. Williams,
there's something I want.
Is this something a someone?
Yes.
And he....
He's very different than me.
It just seems impossible.
- Impossible, a confounding word.
- And yet I use it all the time.
- There's no such thing as impossible.
- No?
- Think about the word itself.
- Okay.
I'm possible.
- I'm possible.
- I'm possible.
We're just looking at things
the wrong way.
Like this glass of water,
is it half full or is it half empty?
- I don't know.
- It's all about the way we look at things.
- Do you see?
- I see.
- Yes, you do see.
- Yes, I do see.
Well, I'm glad to see you, Doris.
You are perfect inside and out.
You're a green ball of glowing light.
And don't let anyone
tell you otherwise.
Oh, I recognize you.
I'm possible.
I'm possible.
I'm possible.
I guess what I'm thinking is that
whether it's digital or analogue...
- ...the brand has to be unified.
- I agree. Yeah.
Change up the typeface....
- What is this one?
- See, I like this one a lot too. This is...
John?
John, over here, John.
Hello.
Heh, this is...
John, I....
- Just... Hello.
- I'm gonna... Just hold on. Real quick.
Hi, is everything okay?
So I'm... John, this is the situation.
It seems that I have a defective ball.
Yes, I'm...
...practically empty here.
- Oh, look at that.
- And the other day I saw you...
...so I put it together in my head
because you came in with a bike pump...
...and so I thought, "There you go."
- Let me grab my pump. Be right back.
- Okay. Okay.
BRB.
Lucky bike pump.
- Okay. Let me take a look.
- Okay.
Okay.
- If I could just... Sorry.
- Yeah.
Do you wanna get off the ball
while I do this?
- Do I have to? I have bad knees.
- Oh.
- Uh, oh, okay.
- Okay.
All right.
There we go.
Um.... Um....
How are you liking the new job?
- The new j... Pretty good so far, I guess.
- Is it? Is it?
- Feel like I'm managing okay.
- Yeah.
Okay.
- All right.
- Okay.
Sorry.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- How's that?
- Oh, good.
Yeah? It's not too hard?
- No, oh, no.
- Okay.
- I'm gonna pull it out, okay?
- Okay, okay, okay.
- Let me get that back in. All right.
- Ooh.
- Yeah, there you go.
- All right.
Good.
- Well, all right.
- All right.
- I'm really glad I could help.
- I'm glad you're glad you could help.
- That was great pumping. Okay.
- Okay. Yeah.
- Bye.
- Bye.
Oh, hey.
Hey, you guys order the chicken
or the chicken?
I'm possible.
I'm possible.
- What's going on with that guy?
- It's okay, but we met at a Panera Bread...
- ...because it has clean bathrooms.
- Yeah, that feels like a problem.
- Catch you later. I'll get coffee, okay?
- See you soon.
Oh, hey, Doris.
Is everything okay?
I just wanted to ask
if I could get another cup of coffee.
Oh, yeah, sure. Of course.
Um, let me just get out of your way.
- Oh!
- Ow! Okay.
Damn it. Okay. All right.
- Oh, no. Oh, no, I'm so sorry. So sorry.
- It's okay. It's okay.
Let me help. I'm so, so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
No, please.
- Doris, stop it.
- God.
Stop.
Okay.
- You did that on purpose, didn't you?
- No.
- Yeah, you did.
- No, no, I didn't.
- You're a liar.
- I'm not.
- And that's okay.
- Oh...!
I....
Oh, my God, you're sexy.
I am?
Doris? Doris?
- Doris, are you okay?
- Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah. I forgot something.
So...
...Todd says you and your mother
liked collecting things, is that true?
- Sometimes.
- What kinds of things?
Do you like to buy things new
or do you find things on the street?
Sometimes people throw away
really nice things.
You'd be surprised, is all, you know?
The market on Hylan Boulevard
was a zoo today.
I'm stocking up on frozen food
for Thanksgiving.
I'm thinking of making
a rice stuffing this year...
...plus the homemade
cranberry sauce, the rolls...
We know, Roz. You prepare in advance.
You tell us every year like it's new.
I am not Roz to you, I'm your
grandmother. Show some respect.
You can call me Buzozia,
you can call me Noni, Nonni, Nuni.
When you can vote,
you can call me Roz.
Providing you're a Communist,
which in theory was a good idea.
- How's your mother?
- Good.
She's up for parole this summer.
- That's nice.
- She'll get out.
She stole that car but it was a hybrid.
So you're coming to Thanksgiving,
right, Dorry?
I wouldn't miss it for the world.
I'm making my famous
mini-marshmallow sweet potato pie.
Yum.
Oh, Buzuzia, could you get one
of those tofu turkeys for me and Dave?
- We're going vegan.
- Who's Dave?
- Vivian's boyfriend.
- He's not my boyfriend.
Vivian's male friend who is here
constantly eating all the food...
- ...and sucking face.
- Oh, my God, we do not suck face.
Where'd you meet him?
Is he in your classes with you?
Yeah, we go to the same school.
We're doing The Glass Menagerie.
- He plays the gentleman caller.
- Oh, that's so nice.
- And who do you play?
- I'm operating the light board.
Speaking of gentlemen callers,
what's going on with you, Dorry?
Nothing.
Nothing. Nothing.
I'm getting nowhere with John.
I feel so stupid around him.
It's just not meant to be.
- What's his full name?
- John Fremont.
Love is war, honey.
You need to find common interests.
Melvin and I... May he rest in peace.
Melvin and I....
Melvin and I... Melvin and I
loved improvisational jazz.
I think you need to find common ground
with this man.
How can I find common ground
when the guy won't even talk to me?
- He's on Facebook.
- Huh?
John Fremont is on Facebook.
See?
He grew up in Chicago.
He went to Syracuse.
He likes yoga, Frisbee, Indian food.
- Roz, he likes Indian food.
- When did you have Indian food?
I didn't, but I'm sure I'd like it.
- There he is.
- There he is.
- Check this out. Look at that.
- What else? What else? Go on.
We can't see the rest,
we have to be friends with him.
- Well, let's be friends with him.
- No, Doris, it's not like real friends.
We have to make you a profile
and then ask him to be friends.
Oh. No, I can't do that. I can't do that.
- No.
- Okay.
Then let's make a fake account.
He'll never know.
Yes.
- Okay.
- How about...
- Okay.
- ...this one?
Oh, this is a very bad idea.
- No, it's not.
- Stop.
Let's see. Find someone who looks like
they have, you know, a master's degree.
Okay.
- Yes. Yes.
- Oh, her?
- Yes.
- Yeah, yeah. Totally.
She needs a name.
Lilith Primrose.
I always fantasized my name
would be Lilith Primrose...
...if I was in a romance novel.
Or Lilith Comeswell.
Let's just stick with Primrose.
Okay, let's stick with Primrose.
- Let's get you some friends here.
- Oh, yeah?
Because we don't want John thinking
that you're his only friend.
What? What? What happened?
Oh, my God, we're in.
- We're in?
- We got in.
- We're in?
- Yes, look.
Roz. Roz, come quick. We're in.
- I'm in the kitchen. I can't hear you.
- Oh, my God. We're in.
- We're in. Oh, look.
- Look at all this.
- Oh, my goodness.
- Oh, my gosh.
He rides a bike.
Drinks beer. What else?
Likes dogs.
Oh, wait, wait, wait.
Tapas.
Ahh.
"Baby Goya and the Nuclear Winters."
What?
Oh, "I don't recognize your name.
Have we met?"
Uh....
Okay.
Okay, okay, okay.
Yes.
We met at a party in...
...Malibu...
...once.
"Oh, okay. Well, see you around."
See you around.
Definitely see you around.
Oh, my God.
Can I help you?
I'm wondering if you have this band.
Baby Goya and the Nuclear Winters.
Electropop. It's cool shit.
- Yeah, cool shit.
- It's over here.
Sure, of course. Cool shit.
Dance like you're on fire
Roll down the window to your love
I got a strange desire
To move with you
To move with you
Giving you a piece of my love
Give me the last part over
Take me higher
Make me bolder
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Come walk through this fire
Where we don't get older
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Hi, John. I brought you a coffee.
No sugar because I noticed
that's how you like it and...
- That's so cool. Thank you, Doris.
- Who's that, John?
- It's Doris.
- Oh, Doris.
- I should probably go.
- Yeah.
- But thanks for the coffee. All right.
- You're welcome.
Since gay marriage became legal,
it's been like so much pressure.
Everyone's like, "Let's do that."
I don't wanna do that.
Hey, do you guys know Doris?
- Doris?
- Yeah.
- What, from Accounting?
- Yeah.
Uh, kind of. Can you ever
really know someone?
I was dating a girlfriend.
One day, I realized...
...I did not even know who she was.
- Who was she?
- No, I mean... I knew who she...
Her name was Jennifer,
but my point is...
- ...I didn't know who she was.
- She lie to you about her last name?
- No. Who she was.
- You said you didn't know her.
- Her essence. I didn't know...
- What's she like though?
- Are we...?
- Jennifer?
- No, Doris.
- She's, like, a shy person.
- So I don't know. I mean, she's shy.
- How'd she get here?
Oh, she's like a holdover
from the dinosaur ages.
When the company rebranded, we
had to keep some lower-level people...
...so she's been doing data entry since
this company was dealing in chinos.
I think she's kind of weird, man.
She has to, like, take a boat to get here.
I think she, like,
lives with her mom, right?
And they're like, you know,
cat ladies or whatever.
- Actually, her mom just passed away.
- Really?
- Yeah, super recently.
- Oh, that's sad.
She was a thousand years old. It's fine.
Well, she's definitely weird...
...but I don't know,
she's like a good weird.
Is that a... Is that a thing?
- Hey, Doris.
- Hey.
Hey, I just wanted to say thank you
for the coffee earlier.
Sorry if I was rude. Anne's been on me
about the December catalog...
...since I got here,
and it's been kind of a thing.
No, it's okay.
- I understand.
- Cool. All right.
Is that a Baby Goya
and the Nuclear Winters CD?
- Yes.
- That's my favorite band.
You're kidding.
Wouldn't have thought
you'd be into electronic music.
Oh, I am. I'm a real music person.
I like, you know, electronic
and doowop and show tunes.
You're a baller, Doris.
Straight up.
- Thank you.
- Pound it.
No, pound it.
Put your fist next to mine.
Yeah. Explode it.
Make it rain.
Bye.
- You know what I forgot?
- What?
- To draw. Can I?
- Oh, God.
Just give me a break on this one,
all right?
You didn't draw first?
Or did you just play?
I'm playing now.
- Just... Wait, just forget the rules, okay?
- Yeah, okay.
- Forget the rules.
- Forget the rules.
- Forget the rules.
- Would you knock, please?
- Thank you.
- Okay.
- Hello?
- Roz?
- It's me.
- Hey, Dorry.
Look, is Viv around?
Can I talk to her?
Sure. Um....
Yeah, hold on.
Vivi.
Vivian!
- I'll get her.
- No.
- Vivian!
- Vivian!
What?
Pick up the ph... Pick up the phone.
Why?
Because I asked you
to pick up the phone.
She never listens to me.
- Is she there?
- Fine.
- Great.
- Why does she wanna talk to Vivian?
I don't know.
Why didn't you ask her?
Play.
My turn? Do I have to knock
or at the end?
- No, that's at the end.
- Okay, I'm learning, I'm learning.
Viv, I have
a really important question.
What does "baller" mean?
- Baller?
- Yeah. If someone calls you a baller.
Well, that's really good.
A baller's like a super cool person.
John called me a baller today.
- Doris, he must really like you.
- You know what it was?
I had Baby Goya and
the Nuclear Winters CD on my desk.
- Do you know who they are?
- One sec.
Just because... Yeah, I mean,
you know, it's one of his favorites...
-...and so that's why he saw...
- Okay.
Doris, Baby Goya and
the Nuclear Winters is playing...
...this Saturday night in Williamsburg.
- You have to go.
- Oh, no, no.
No, no, no. I can't do that.
Williamsburg?
- I'd take a ferry and two trains.
- It's his favorite band.
- I can't, no. I can't.
- That means he's gonna be there.
This is fate, Doris.
I'm supposed to have dinner
at Todd's house.
That's fine. Just go after.
The concert starts at 10.
Come on, Doris. Live a little.
I wouldn't even know
what you wear to a concert.
With electronic music you should
probably just wear, like...
...something with bright colors.
Do you own anything neon?
Neon?
Aunt Doris, can I ask you a question?
Yes, Sawyer.
Do you have a giant pair of shoes
to go with that clown suit?
- Sawyer.
- Enough, you two.
Both of you, just go watch TV
or something. Go on. Go.
They're just being kids, Doris.
They didn't mean anything by it.
I like your outfit.
I think it's a lot of fun.
Thank you.
So, Doris...
...how are things going
with Dr. Edwards?
- You making any progress there?
- It's fine. It's fine.
We're gonna clean out the house,
maybe move out.
- No, I'm not planning to do that. No.
- Okay. All right.
Do you realize how selfish
you're being, Doris?
You cannot keep that house
all for yourself.
It belongs to all of us.
It's my home. I've lived in it
my whole life. Todd, it's my home.
Is it too much to ask
that we at least just sell the junk?
It's not junk, Cindy.
Everything there means something.
How could it possibly
mean anything?
- You live in there like a crazy person.
- All right.
Maybe you're the crazy person and I'm
normal. Did you ever think of that? Hm?
Hm?
I told you
she was gonna act this way.
Why do you have to be confrontational
all the time?
Can't you see
she only wants to help?
- I have to go.
- Where are you gonna go?
To a concert.
A concert?
It's 9:00. What, is the Staten Island
Glee Club doing a late show?
No. I'm going to go watch a band called
Baby Goya and the Nuclear Winters.
Ever heard of it?
Huh.
Baby what?
Doris. Is that you?
- Hi.
- Hi.
- What are you doing here?
- Gosh, yeah.
I just thought I'd stop by
and, you know, take a peek. I just...
- We don't have to work tomorrow.
- No, true.
- Yeah.
- Well...
...you look amazing.
Well, thank you, just,
you know, this thing.
I wear it all the time.
Just threw it on. Heh.
Is this your first Baby Goya show?
It is. I've tried to go before,
but I've been always busy.
He is going to blow your mind.
It's a pretty cool crowd, right?
- Really, really, very cool.
- Great jumpsuit, lady.
- Your outfit is fierce.
- Oh, thank you.
Get in the pose.
Goya!
Dance like you're on fire
Roll down the window to your love
I got a strange desire
To move with you
To move with you
Giving you a piece of my love
- I can't see.
- What?
- I can't see anything.
- Oh, here. Get on my shoulders.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Dance, Rascal, Dance
I move my feet
I grab you hard
Take your hand
Play your part
The bad desires of restless souls
Take my heart
Take control
Whoa
Take me higher
Make me bolder
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
And I don't want to be off on me
Just want you all over me
Are you having fun?
What?
Are you having fun?
Yeah.
Lasers and lace
Something that I can't replace
'Cause I want what I want
And I want everything so....
Bonsoir, Brooklyn.
Whoo!
Is he coming back again?
- Is he...? No, I think he's done.
- Oh. Oh.
Hey, guys, Baby Goya
wants to meet you.
Come on, let's go.
Okay, wait a minute.
Oh, good, she found you.
- Welcome.
- Man, this is so cool.
I'm such a huge fan, Baby Goya.
I'm John Fremont.
Thanks, bro. Who are you?
Miller, Doris.
M-I-L-L-E-R.
- Doris Miller.
- Hi, Doris Miller.
What'd you think of my show?
And be honest.
It was a little loud in places and I could
have done without the explicit lyrics.
Other than that,
I thought it was wonderful.
I enjoyed it.
- I like you, Doris.
- Why, thank you.
You say what you mean
and you mean what you say.
- Kind of.
- You're a true original.
- I try.
- Niles, what do you think?
She looks fucking sick, dude.
- Right?
- For sure.
- All right.
- We've been looking...
- ...for a model to be on my new album.
- Oh, good.
It's gonna be called Fresh Vintage.
- Nice.
- Niles is shooting it.
He's my photographer.
What's up, Doris?
How are you and shit?
- What's happening?
- I'm just fine and shit.
- Just fine.
- That's Niles O'Rourke.
- He's a major fashion photographer.
- Oh, that's nice.
Niles and I love your look, Doris.
Do you wanna do this?
Yeah. Niles, can you get her digits,
we'll have Cassie set it up?
- Get my... Get my what?
- Your digits.
- What?
- It's your fucking phone number.
We need your phone number
to call you and shit.
Okay. Have you got a pencil?
No. Nobody fucking
has pencils anymore.
All the ladies in the place get wild
Turn the bass up
Get, get loud
All the ladies in the place get wild
I make my own vanilla.
Each bottle has a special bean in it.
It's kind of like the worm
in a bottle of tequila...
- ...except it's not tequila, it's vanilla.
- Oh, that's nice.
And it's not a worm, it's a bean.
- Wonderful.
- And I make my own chocolate bars.
Yeah. Each one's hand-cut
and comes with a haiku in the wrapper.
- That's nice.
- What do you make, Doris?
- I make my own blueberry cornbread.
- Cornbread, that's amazing.
Yeah, well, it comes from a mix
in a box, but I add blueberries in.
- That is such a good idea.
- Yeah.
So how do you fucking know Doris
or whatever?
Oh, we work together.
Oh, I get it. I totally get it, man.
She's hot. Doris is hot.
No, we're not...
We're not together like that.
We're just... We're just friends.
Ah, friends with bennies, I hope.
- When you fuck...
JOHN: No, I get it.
We're just cool, man.
We're just regular friends.
- Oh, I got you, dude.
- Yeah.
I teach at a gay preschool
in Park Slope.
- Oh, that's nice.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
All my kids identify as either lesbian,
gay, bisexual or transgender.
- Well, that's nice.
- Yeah, it's really changed my life.
I mean, like, these little kids
have changed me...
...more than I've changed them,
you know?
I dress seasonally and
monochromatically. This fall, I'm pink.
I was thinking about paisley for winter
and white for summer.
What's your method, Doris?
- Oh, I don't have a method.
- Wow.
So, Doris, where do you live?
I live on Staten Island
right near the ferry.
- Wow. Staten Island?
- Yeah.
- That's so first wave.
- It is, yes.
- You're a pioneer.
- You know...
...I think I was actually the first one
on my block to have cable TV.
You guys, you guys, we should all
leave Williamsburg in a giant bus...
...and move to Staten Island.
Yes, oh, my God, yes.
Hey, I wanna make a toast.
To Doris.
- To Doris!
- Whoo!
Thank you.
So things are going well?
I'm having the time of my life.
I mean, these people have really
welcomed me into their world.
It's really something, you know?
Feel like you're ready now
to share a little more with me?
I am. I am. I am.
Tell me about your father.
One morning, we just....
We woke up
and he was gone and, uh....
Well, that was interesting.
Nice. You look fucking tight, Doris.
- No, it's the pants that are tight.
- Hey, let's do this, guys.
Give me fucking beauty,
fucking emotion, all that shit.
Fuck, yeah, Doris.
Give it to me, Doris. Yes. Give me hot.
You know, fucking steamy
like dance the music.
You know, it's like, I'm claiming.
Doris, that is so sick.
That's so tight. That's so sick.
That's so tight, Doris.
Nikki was smart and funny, and one day
she just up and broke up with me.
She did it over text.
Do you wanna see it?
Right there.
It sucks because I just feel like
I don't know what went wrong.
Maybe she thought I was boring.
I get nervous
that I'm boring sometimes.
I don't think you're boring, John.
Thank you.
I just want people to like me.
Yeah.
What about you, Doris?
- What?
- You ever been in love?
- I don't know. Heh.
- You don't know?
- I don't know.
- Come on.
I feel like I just spilled my guts
on the floor to you with this....
It's your turn. I'd like to know.
- I was engaged once.
- Were you really?
Yeah, I really was.
I really was.
I was in my early 20s
and his name was Arthur.
And he was a journalism student
at city college...
...and we met at a bar in the Village
and I was with my friend Roz...
...and he was with his friend Peter,
and they ordered drinks...
...and then sat down at our table with us
and we just talked and talked and talked.
And he loved folk music
and foreign films...
...and he had brown eyes...
...and a big smile and....
We just spent
every moment together...
...and he took me to all these
foreign films that were really weird.
And.... Heh.
And then one night, he was taking me
home on the ferry, and it was bumpy.
I remember it was really rocky
and bumpy...
...and he got down on one knee
and then... And he fell over.
And we laughed and then
he took out a little ring...
...and he asked me to marry him
and I said yes.
And...
...then he got a job, uh,
working on a newspaper...
...in Flagstaff, Arizona, of all places,
and he asked me to go with him.
And, uh...
...I couldn't leave my mother.
It would have killed her
to leave her alone.
And he left and I stayed,
and that's that.
I'm... I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Thank you for walking me to the train.
Yeah, I mean, of course. I can't believe
you have to take a ferry after this too.
Well, that's all right. I'm used to it.
I had a really good time tonight.
It's just nice talking to you.
- Really?
- Yeah, really.
I like you, Doris. Okay.
I got you a little bit there.
- A little bit.
- Sorry.
Okay, good night.
You look different.
Do I?
Thank you.
Okay, thank you.
Do you think that sometime
you might be willing to let me...
...come over and look at your house?
How about I come this weekend?
Oh, that's so cool.
- You look great.
- Oh, stop.
Are you guys, like, together now?
Viv, please.
Well, I'm not saying anything,
but we did kiss.
Doris.
It was accidental, but I felt a spark.
So when are you gonna see him next?
When's your next date?
Well, I'll see him at the office next week.
I'm sure we'll set up something.
Just be careful, okay?
What do you mean?
I mean just what I said. Be careful.
You appear to be taking dating advice
from a 13-year-old.
I don't wanna see you get hurt,
that's all.
- I can handle myself.
- Mm-hm.
"I don't want you to get hurt."
- John.
- Oh, hey, Doris.
- Hi.
- I had so much fun the other night.
Oh, it was, wasn't it? Yes, it was.
You wanna have lunch together outside
in the park? It's a warm, lovely day.
I know, I was out earlier,
but, um, I'm super backed up.
I think I'm gonna work through lunch.
But maybe later...
...we can get a coffee or something,
yeah? Okay?
- Yeah.
- Okay. Bye.
If you could close the door
on the way out, that'd be great.
Goodbye.
I'll just be closing the door.
The door is closing.
Closing the door.
John. John.
Hey, John.
You know, I meant to tell you.
I saw the funniest thing
on the ferry this morning.
Doris, no, I would love to chat
but I'm gonna be late for a thing.
- We'll talk tomorrow.
- Okay.
All right.
- Hey, Doris.
- John, hi.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, why?
I feel like we've barely had a chance
to speak all week.
You've been kind of distracted.
Yeah, I'm sorry. I don't know,
it's just been a really crazy week.
Yeah. That's okay.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I read in the paper
about this new restaurant...
...where they serve all their food
in the dark. It's called Dark.
It's about taste and texture
because you can't see the food.
- It's like tasting, touching.
- Yeah, sounds interesting.
- We should go sometime.
- Yes, please, let's do that.
- How about tonight?
- Tonight I can't.
- But at some point, sure.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- All right.
- Okay.
Okay.
- Hey, you.
- Hey, you.
- For me?
- Yeah.
It's so cute.
Made it with paper
from the paper shredder.
Thank you. It's lovely.
- How was work?
- It was okay.
- I'm a little worried about my roommate.
- What?
She stopped going to a therapist
and she's seeing a psychic instead.
- A psychic?
- I know, it's ridiculous, right?
She swears by it though. I'm like:
"What does my therapist do for me?"
I mean, I just like....
- You cried during Home Alone?
- Yes.
The part when Kevin looks inside and he
sees that family celebrating Christmas.
And he's all alone. I wanna cry right now
just thinking about it.
- Oh, you find that funny?
- A little bit.
- Do you think you'll live here forever?
- Where?
- Here in New York.
- In New Yor... Uh, I don't know.
Not in this store, but in New York City.
Doris?
- Hey.
- John.
- What are you doing here?
- I... Um... Love this store.
I love this store.
I come to this store a lot.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Hey, Brooklyn, this is Doris.
Doris, this is Brooklyn.
Remember?
She's my co-worker.
- Oh, yeah. It's so nice to meet you.
- Yes.
- Brooklyn, you... Are you from Brooklyn?
- Oh, no. I'm from Colorado.
My parents named me that
because they love Woody Allen.
Why didn't they name you Woody Allen,
you know?
Ha! That's hilarious.
John told me you were so funny.
I have to go. I have to catch the ferry.
So it was nice meeting you.
- Are you sure?
- Oh, yeah.
We're gonna go to Caf Kalen and get
some dessert if you wanna come with.
Brooks is gonna sing some songs.
It's my first time performing them
in front of an audience so I'm nervous.
- Wanna come?
- No, I really....
The ferry's late and then it gets choppy,
and I really have to....
- Please come. I could use the support.
- Yeah, come on, Doris. Come with us.
When I was lost
In the silence
In the darkness
On the road
You reached out
And you touched me
Where I was walking
All alone
- You were great.
- Stop.
- Wasn't she great?
- Oh, yeah.
- You were so great.
- Thank you. Thank you.
So John tells me you both went
to the Baby Goya concert.
- Did you like the show?
- Oh, yes.
- Very...
- Yeah? You did?
I'm not a fan. No.
Robots and the renaissance? Come on.
Are they from the past? From the future?
- It's like, pick, one or the other.
- She doesn't get it.
- She doesn't.
- I'm really sorry.
- I kind of gotta take a whiz.
- Oh, gross.
- All right, I'm gonna go.
- You're such a boy.
- I like that sweater, Doris. It's pretty.
- Thank you so much.
- I like your sweater. It's nice.
- Thank you. I actually... I knit it myself.
- Really?
- Yeah. Do you knit?
Yes. Yes, I do knit little squares
of things.
Oh, my God, you have to come
to my rooftop knitting circle.
That's very nice of you. Thank you.
I joined the LGBT knitting community
five years ago...
...and I cannot imagine my life
without it now.
I'm not a lesbian, but I'm me there.
You know?
Brooklyn, you know,
I feel that way in Staples.
I love office supplies and just....
I just wander up and down
the aisles, you know?
Well, you have to come. It's a date.
- It is.
- A girl date. You and me.
A girl date. Okay.
Good.
They asked me how I knew
My true love was true
Whoa, whoa
I of course replied
Something here inside
Cannot be denied
Brooklyn Henderson.
All who love are blind
Whoa, whoa
When your heart's on fire
You must be alive
Smoke gets in your eyes
So I chaffed them
Okay.
And I gaily laughed
To think they could doubt
Okay.
My love
Our love was like the sun
and the moon and the stars.
And then you tore it all asunder.
And now I lie down to die.
And blow away like a fleck of dust.
Like a speck of dust.
Speck of du....
Smoke gets in your
Eyes
Hey, Doris?
Sis?
Doris?
It's Dr. Edwards.
Come on, open up, sis.
Doris, please open the door.
Sis?
I know she's in there.
- First visit in the house?
- Yeah. Ours.
Hi, Doris. It's Dr. Edwards.
Can we come in?
Sis, just let us in, Doris.
- Hi, Doris.
- Hey.
It's good to see you again.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Oh, my God, Doris,
it is so gross in here.
You need to take all this garbage
and burn it in a Dumpster.
Cynthia, that's not helpful.
Okay, well, I'll just sit in a corner
and keep my mouth shut.
You know, she's gonna look around,
okay? Just gonna look around.
So, Doris, we'll start
by creating three piles.
One for trash.
One to donate.
And one to keep.
Doris, it's totally up to you to decide
what you wanna keep...
...and what you're willing to let go of.
Okay? Should we give it a shot?
- Okay.
- Great.
Okay, let's start here
in the dining room.
How about this wooden ski?
Would you like to keep it,
discard it or donate it to charity?
Well, the Wallaces gave us that.
They lived across the street
before they moved to Montreal.
I liked them very much.
And I wanna keep that. I wanna keep it.
Where's the other one?
- I'm not sure.
- You can't go skiing with one ski, Doris.
- All right, then we will donate it.
- Good.
I don't wanna throw it away.
I don't want it to end up in a landfill.
Somebody... Oh!
Take care of it.
It has sentimental value.
What is the point of donating that?
Who's gonna look for only one ski?
- Someone with one leg.
- Oh, you think you're so clever.
Cynthia, please.
This is difficult for Doris.
- Try to be patient.
- Fine.
Great, Doris.
This should give you a sense
of the way it works.
Do you wanna try another one?
How about...?
- How about these magazines here?
- Um....
- Donate.
- Good.
No, no, actually, I changed my mind.
I'm thinking that I would really like
to finish them one day.
- Fine.
- Yeah.
- That's no problem.
- Okay.
- How about these empty containers?
- Keep.
- Keep? Are you sure?
- Keep. Yes. Yes.
I feel that they're going
to be very useful at one point.
What about this, uh, bowl
of shampoo bottles?
- Keep. Yes.
- Really?
- Doris?
- Yes. Keep.
- You think you'll need shampoo bottles?
- There may be a shortage...
...and then people have to come to me
for shampoo, and I really....
- What? What are you doing? No, no, no.
- I am getting rid of useless... Ow!
No, no, no. This is something I want.
This means something to me.
- This means something...
- She's lost her mind.
No, no, no!
No, no, no!
No, no, no!
It's my stuff and Mom's stuff.
This is my house. It's my house.
You go! You go! You go!
- You leave! You leave! You leave!
- Okay. Let's go.
- Go. Go. Go on. You go.
- Come on.
- Leave.
- We'll try this again another time, okay?
I'm disappointed in you, Doris.
You're....
- You're disappointed in me?
- Mm-hm.
You're disappointed in me?
Todd, where were you?
Where were you all those years?
All those years, I took care of her.
I fed her, I clothed her.
I took care of her. Where were you?
Where were you?
We made an agreement, Doris. Huh?
You were in the best position
to take care of her.
And how else would I have gone to
school, start my own business? How?
You agreed to that.
We agreed to that.
I could have had those things.
I could have had them too.
I could have....
- Oh, please.
- Cynthia, just....
Give me a minute.
Give me a minute with her.
Please, give me a minute with her.
You have to get away from here, Doris.
You're turning into her.
You're holding on to stuff because
you're telling yourself you might need it.
Someday, you might.
I don't know,
maybe you're just scared.
You're lonely.
I don't know why.
But I know
that you gotta get out of here.
- Can we not do this at work?
- We're doing this right now.
I don't care if you're at work or not.
Looks like
there's trouble in paradise.
Stop lying. I see it on your face.
Asshole!
I never liked her.
Cute shoes though.
You're probably wondering
what happened between me and John.
No. No. I didn't... You know,
if you wanna talk about it, I'm here.
Yeah, well, it's over between us.
It's donzo.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Why?
- Because he's a fucking liar.
I'm so stupid. He told me I was the only
woman he was dating, but he's lying.
- It's obvious.
- Who's he seeing?
Some girl, Lilith Primrose.
She has a master's degree.
- Do you know her?
- No.
Well, she posted some weird love shit
on his Facebook wall...
...so I confronted him about it.
They're having sex.
- No. No, no, no.
- Yeah. I asked him, "Who is this chick?"
He's like, "I have no idea."
But I can tell he's lying.
It was all over his face.
I've been hurt in the past, so....
Once bitten, twice shy, you know?
- Twice shy, I know.
- So anyway, it's done.
But I'm really glad I met you.
You're so cool, Doris.
Doris, listen, it's John.
Are you around today?
It's just so weird, Doris.
She kept asking me
who Lilith Primrose was.
And I was like, "I have no idea."
But she never believed me.
I was cleaning out my closet last night.
I found a pair of Brooklyn's jeans.
- Yes.
- I was so depressed, I put them on.
I'm wearing them right now.
- They fit me perfectly.
- Yes, yes, they do.
Anyway...
...it's over now.
Oh, John, I'm so sorry. I wish
there was something I could do to help.
No, you are helping, Doris. I just....
I just wanna be surrounded
by friends right now.
Okay, good. Good.
Hey, what are you doing
for Thanksgiving?
Nothing, really. Just...
Yeah, I'm having an orphan
Thanksgiving over at my place.
I'm gonna invite everybody
I've met since I moved out here.
Plus my friend Sasha's in town
from L.A...
...and she's gonna sage the apartment.
I don't know, hit a gong and stuff.
Get rid of some of that
bad breakup karma.
- She's a healer.
- Oh.
Will you come?
- Sure. Sure. I'll come. Yes.
- Great.
- Hey, Doris, can I ask you something?
- Sure.
Would you ever consider
dating a younger man?
Just curious.
Yes.
Cool.
Come on.
Oh, my God, Doris, it's on.
It's, like, so on.
Really, really, really, you think it is?
Doris, I don't think, I know.
This is it. It's your moment.
I'm so happy for you.
Doris, Thanksgiving is our special time.
It's like... It's a tradition, Doris.
I can't believe you're doing this.
I'm making two kinds of stuffing.
Roz, this is my big opportunity.
It's my chance to be with John.
Can you be honest with yourself?
- He's barely old enough to vote.
- He probably votes more than you do.
I am a conscientious objector.
That's different.
Oh, Roz, honestly, I just don't think
this is this big a deal.
You are not like them.
Don't you get that?
Why are you doing this?
You were so supportive before.
I'm having a rare moment of clarity.
You're jealous because I'm having fun
with other people and not just you.
You wish!
Roz.
Roz, there has got to be more to life
than going to lectures at the YWCA...
...and stealing cheese.
I mean, your husband died.
He died, it was tragic.
But that was 15 years ago!
Move the fuck on!
You're telling me to move on?
You have packets of duck sauce
in your refrigerator from the 1970s.
- It keeps.
- Oh, honey. Darling, don't you see?
You're just a weird little old lady
in the funny clothes to them!
You're like their weird
fucking art project!
- You take that back.
- Doris, I'm worried about you.
You are not my mother.
My mother is dead.
So you can stop worrying about me.
I can take care of myself!
I don't steal cheese.
That cheese is free.
What action could you take today...
...that will help you achieve the success
in life that you desire?
If everything you do works,
then you're not trying hard enough.
Let there be light.
Say it with me.
Let there be light.
You're possible, Doris.
You are possible.
Hey, hey.
Whoo!
Whoo!
- Hey, Doris, you made it.
- Yes.
- You look gorgeous.
- Thank you.
- Oh, I made a pie.
- Nice.
- John?
- Yeah.
I would like to talk to you
about something.
Sure. Let me introduce you
to everybody first.
Come on up. Hey, Doris made a pie,
everyone. Doris made a pie.
- Doris.
- Yes.
Try this. It's a Thanks-tini.
My mixologist friend Oliver designed it
specifically for the party.
- Oh.
- Everybody, this is Doris.
- Of course, you know all these guys.
- Hi, Doris. You look beautiful.
- Thank you.
- This is Keith. We just met on Grindr.
- How nice.
- I know nothing about him.
And over there is my Uncle Frank.
- Frank is in sales.
- Belts and buckles, to be exact.
Big buckler.
Let's give thanks for our families.
Those of us who are here
and those of us who are gone forever.
We miss you, Melvin.
And those of us who are in prison, we
hope that the food there does not suck.
And let's give thanks for friends
who are here instead of someplace else.
Friends who have not
abandoned us.
Friends who have not betrayed us
in our hour of need...
...and run off with some hot piece
of whatever.
And let's eat some turkey.
- Let's.
- Yeah.
Hey, pretty lady.
You know, I'm really excited
to chat with you tonight.
Thanks.
If everybody could listen up
for a second....
Fiona made the turkey tonight.
I got dibs on the drumstick.
The drumstick's mine.
You know this has been
a really difficult time for me.
I wanted to say how thankful I am
for each and every one of you.
You guys are the stuff of life.
- I'm nothing without you.
- Aw....
- To my awesome friends.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
- Eye contact. Eye contact.
Salud, yes.
They say Miss Sheehan fell...
...but everyone knows
she's got a drinking problem.
So we've had this sub
for like three weeks.
And his name is Mr. Durphy...
...but everyone calls him Dorky Durphy
because he's super weird. Anyways....
I ride the thing for 15 minutes
before I realize it wasn't my horse.
It wasn't my horse.
Ha, ha, ha!
"Western wolf...
...night sky.
Our naked bodies
twitching under cover of darkness.
Thread count...
- ...unknown."
- That was brilliant.
I just feel like my work
has changed so much since....
Who wants mint chocolate chip
flavored alcohol? Just 10 calories.
- We should play Never Have I Ever.
- Oh, yes.
- All right?
- What is that?
- It's a drinking game, Doris.
- Okay.
You say the phrase "never have I ever"
and then something crazy...
...and anybody that's done it
has to drink.
Here, I'll start. Never have I ever...
...participated in an orgy.
- All right, jump right in, huh?
- Who's gonna drink?
Anybody?
Nice.
- My first semester at Oberlin.
- Don't apologize.
Oh, really? At your age?
- Doris?
- What?
- You go now.
- Oh, all right.
Say "never have I ever"
and then something crazy.
Okay.
Never have I ever...
...gone to work with my underwear
inside out on purpose. Whoo!
- Okay.
- Bad idea.
You're not alone, Doris.
- Talk about a bad idea.
- Okay, okay, okay.
Well, never have I ever had sex
with my psychiatrist in high school.
- Wow.
- I was a cutter.
Everybody grows out of that.
Great, great.
I can't get through to her.
- Who?
- Doris.
- Don't be so hard on her.
- It's like somebody...
...stole my friend and replaced her
with a wild animal...
...who stays up all night...
...and sleeps all day
and wears too much makeup...
...and runs around
with other wild animals.
Let her be, Roz. Just let her be.
Let her live her life.
Besides, she's just a kid.
Drag and drop
Don't stop, hit the box
Hit repeat until the speaker pops
Dance to the music
All night, keep that snare
Drum the bass, drum your bass
Hit repeat until the party rocks
Play that funky music
Don't stop, hit the box
Dance to the music
Click, drag and drop
Play that funky music
Don't stop, hit the box
John, I would like to talk to you
for a minute, in the bedroom.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- I'll be there in a few minutes, okay?
- Okay.
Don't stop, hit the box
Repeat until the speaker pops
Until the party drops
Oh....
Hey, you wanted to talk?
Heh.
It's been fun tonight, right?
- Yes.
- What's up?
John...
...from the first moment
we met in the elevator...
...your first day in the office...
...I felt this energy between us.
In the beginning,
I thought we were just friends...
...because girls like you aren't
usually interested in boys like me.
- Doris.
- You know what I mean.
You know what I mean.
You know what I mean.
And then I realized
you were with Brooklyn and I....
- Can I just say some...?
- No.
Then you broke up...
...and I felt really bad about writing...
...that silly comment
on your Facebook thing...
...but then you asked me
if I would ever date a younger man...
...and I....
I knew you felt the same way...
...and I... I just like you, John.
John.
No.
Doris, no.
- Doris, I can't.
- What? You....
And what is that about
the Facebook page?
What, did you post something
on my Facebook page?
- I did. I'm sorry.
- That was you?
That was me. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't know.
- I liked Brooklyn. What are you...?
- I don't understand.
- Why did you do this?
- I don't understand.
Why did you say that to me? Why did
you say, would I date a younger man?
I don't understand. Why did you say that
to me if you didn't feel anything at all?
I wasn't talking about me, Doris.
I was talking about my Uncle Frank.
He's like 56 years old or something.
I don't know.
Hi. Is everything okay in here?
Yeah, everything....
- Everything's fine.
- Okay.
Okay.
Okay. Okay.
Okay.
Oh, my God. Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
Let the water wash over
You
If this is nowhere, then let us be
Nowhere
If I'm underwater
Then let this be love
Lick the salt
From my fingers
Covet me
Like a neighbor
Here, you're my witness
Still we are strangers
Are we just strangers?
I call it love
Thin my blood
In the water
Take my bones
I came as soon as I could.
Roz.
- Oh, honey.
- I'm such a fool.
Oh, don't, don't. Don't do that.
What happened?
No one even ate my pie.
- Oh, honey, what?
- Yeah.
Are you hungry? I brought leftovers.
Come on, let's sit down
and I'll make some coffee.
- How was the dinner?
- Not the best.
- What time did everybody leave?
- We missed you.
All right, just coffee, just black?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
I'm just a joke to him. I'm a joke
to everyone. What is the matter with me?
Nothing is the matter with you.
You got carried away, that's all.
Love makes people do crazy things.
Look at it this way.
At least you didn't lose an ear.
You know, like that...
The painter, what's-his-name.
- Vincent van Gogh?
- Him, yes.
- You know the worst thing?
- What?
- I don't have anything to look forward to.
- That's not true.
You have two kinds of stuffing.
You have real cranberry sauce.
You have enough turkey there
to feed New Jersey.
- What?
- Oh, my Roz.
Yeah, yeah.
I'm so sorry I missed our Thanksgiving.
It's our tradition.
No. We're having it now.
Yeah.
- Hello?
- Dr. Edwards?
This is Doris, Doris Miller.
- Oh, hello, Doris.
- Hello.
Oh, lovely daughter
I've mistaken for a son
Rest your head upon my shoulder
At once
Tell me all the world
You found troublesome
You're my particles
And sweet electrons
Oh, hungry father
I have chosen
To be nourished and unspoken
Unto you I leave this talisman
Unresolved, though not unbroken
Since I've been home
Since I've been home
God, what have I
Become
All are gone
Prodigal
Where is home?
My dear heart
Gonna miss you, Doris.
Yeah.
We were talking about how much
we'll miss you. Right, Robert?
- Yeah. We were talking about it.
- Bummer.
- It is a bummer.
- Right?
- Bummer.
- Yeah.
Hey, Doris, are you gonna keep
the Schnozz doll?
- Schmear?
- I'm gonna change that name.
Do you promise to take good care
of him?
- I'll take such good care of Lance.
- Just take it. Just take it.
Thank you.
Hey, how about that yoga cats calendar,
Doris? Can I have that?
- Oh. Yeah. No, take that.
- Thanks so much.
I've had my eye on it for a minute.
- Hey.
- They're so flexible.
It's been a pleasure.
Look at that.
That is nice.
Has anyone called dibs on this yet?
- Oh, take it. Just take it, okay?
- Thank you.
- Thank you so much, Doris. We'll call.
- Thank you.
- Doris.
- Goodbye, Anne.
Goodbye? Where do you think
you're going?
There's plenty of work to be done.
The day has barely begun.
Anne, I quit. Effective immediately.
I'm taking all my office supplies.
And... And wait,
one more thing. This ball...
...is not a chair!
Hi.
Hi.
I wanted to say goodbye.
- What do you mean?
- I've been here too long...
...and I am just ready...
...to move on.
And I know I owe you an apology
for Thanksgiving.
John, I....
I wanna thank you
for your friendship.
You know? And all the time...
...we did spend together. It was great.
And, um...
...I never meant to hurt anyone.
So...
...you take care of yourself.
Doris, wait.
It was more than just a friendship.
I never should have tried to set you up
with my Uncle Frank. That was stupid.
Like I can't stop thinking
about what happened at my party...
...and about what you said.
Look, Doris, I....
I don't know,
maybe this sounds crazy...
...but why shouldn't we try
to make this work?
Why can't it? I don't....
I mean, fuck it, right?
I guess what I'm trying to ask is...
...do you maybe wanna go
grab a bite to eat...
- ...or go see a movie or something?
- Shut up, John.
Doris, wait.
Sweetness
You got a tap on your heart
Sweetness
You got a tap on your heart
I sip, I sip
I'm stumbling home
I sip, I sip
I'm stumbling home
I sip, I sip
I'm stumbling home
I sip, I sip
I'm stumbling home
Sweetness
You got a church and steeple
Sweetness
And I'm drinking your wine
You got me singing
Singing your choir
You got me singing
Singing your choir
You got me singing
Singing your choir
You got me singing
Singing your choir
'Cause I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
Sweetness
We see the exact same sunrise
Sweetness
We see the exact same sunrise
On different sides
Yeah, sides of the morn
On different sides
Yeah, sides of the morn
On different sides
Yeah, sides of the morn
On different sides
Yeah, sides of the morn
'Cause I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your love
I'm drunk
I'm drunk on your
Sweetness
Sweetness
Sweetness
Sweetness