-Hi. -Welcome, sir.
-Here you go. -Let me get that for you.
Thank you.
Got it. That's all right. Thank you.
-Hey! -Oh, shit.
-Did we know Ginny was coming to this? -God, he's an idiot.
Hello, there!
-Hey! -Hi!
Who's ready for cider?
Ooh!
They have a fall foliage scooter tour.
-Uh, we'll see. -Yeah.
You guys look great.
Thank you for noticing. We're doing dry fall, so…
So, no baths.
I'm kidding, no booze. We're cooling it with the booze.
Oh, that is so great. You know, I can kind of see it in your skin.
-Really? Thank you. -Oh. Great.
-Hey, he's back! -Hey!
-Hello! -Hey!
Hi, you guys. Thank you.
Ooh!
-We got a lot of shit in here. -Hi.
-Hey. -Danny, you must be exhausted.
I can't believe you came straight here.
You know, anything for my godchild.
I'm gonna check in.
Okay, thank you.
-Oh, wow. -Oh, this campus is so beautiful.
I bet you have the best memories of going to school here.
Oh, God. Mostly, I just remember eating so many black beans.
Oh, listen, Ginny, in the late 1980s,
it was believed that eating black beans and sweet potatoes…
And listening to R.E.M.
…would cure AIDS and end apartheid.
-And to be honest… -Do not say it worked.
-It is not your place. -Fine.
Well, I love it here unabashedly. It's where I fell in love with my wife.
It's where I found my passion for history.
And I think this weekend is going to be magical.
-Kate, that guy needs your credit card. -Okay.
And you're all set, sir. Mrs. Pagano already checked in.
Mrs. Pagano.
-Oh, uh… -What?
Anne stole Nick's room.
It's totally fine. We can just take whatever room Anne was in.
No, I specifically requested the Molly Pitcher Suite.
It's the one room with a bathtub.
So, we can shower.
I wouldn't be surprised if she did this on purpose.
She was so mean on our last Zoom mediation.
I'm sure any room that we stay in together is a perfect room.
-Right. -It was an honest mistake.
Would you like me to take those for you?
-Sure. -Thank you.
It's gonna be great.
-Oh, gosh. -Son of a bitch.
-No. -What?
No, it's totally fine.
-Are you kidding me? -It's charming. Hey.
-No, no, no. This is-- -Look at me.
-It's got everything we need. -Oh…
-Okay. -Oh.
Hello!
All right. Okay.
What in colonial fetus hell? I'm triggered.
Okay.
-I'm sorry I slept in the car. -Oh, that's okay. That's okay.
-Are you hungry, maybe? -No.
You have to rest anyway.
Oh, shit.
Put this here.
Yeah. Ah, that's better.
Ooh, hey.
-I smell like plane. -I don't care.
I missed you.
-Did you miss me? -Yeah, I missed you too.
Ah…
That was grim, right?
I mean, let's please never have a mediation Zoom.
Oh, I agree.
I'll just sue the shit out of you in court.
I really do feel energized being back here.
It's kind of romantic, huh?
Oh, yeah? What's making you hornier?
The dusty needlepoints or John Jay's death certificate?
Oh!
That can't be real, can it?
Oh, where are you going?
I'm gonna go see Anne. She said come see her.
Okay. Should I--
I'll just hang here. Sure.
Oh, my God. Look at this guy!
I thought he was holding a cat, but it's actually a neck beard. Look.
Grindr? Oh, it's too early in the day for a small-town scroll.
Grindr is how I learn the spirit of a new place, you know that.
Let me play with it.
Oh, gosh. Now, look at this guy. Look.
It says, "Gen Z Twink."
Look at his face. It's like Hillary Clinton. Come on.
Look, all these guys lie about their ages, okay?
You've got to set it to 26 to get a 40-year-old.
-You know all the tricks, huh? -Yeah.
Okay, let's see.
Hmm.
-Ah, work with what you got, king. -Delete.
Next.
Okay, I'm ready.
-Come on. -For what?
I'm sure you have a laundry list of things
you need to talk to me about since I've been gone.
Babe, I actually don't want to talk about anything serious this weekend.
-Oh. -Okay?
All I want is to have fun together.
-How's that? -Really?
-You like that? -Uh-huh.
-Let's have fun. Beat it. -Okay.
Amazing.
Oh, my God.
-He looks like… -Ooh.
…Boscaiolo. How do you say in English?
-Lumberjack. -Hmm.
Hold on.
-Lumberjack. Oh. -Shit.
I'm so happy for the town.
Yeah.
Okay, let's go be uncles now. How's that?
Mm.
Hey, you're positive it's okay that I'm here, right?
-Yeah. -Because I can just go back
and you can do your thing.
No, no. You were there when I asked Lila. She said it was fine.
-Yeah… -Look, look.
You're part of my life now. You should be here.
Okay.
-Bethie! -Hi!
Oh!
Dad, no crying.
I would never.
I don't even like you.
Even more gorgeous than ever. Hi.
-Missed you. -Missed you too.
You look so pretty. I love this sweater. Is it new?
-Thank you. It's my roommate's. -Cute!
Have you seen Lila much?
I think she's been busy with theater stuff.
-I see them. And Lila. -Hey!
Hey!
Hi, love.
Hi.
I like your new piercing.
It's not a piercing. It just squeezes there.
Oh, well, it's great too.
It's a great, great choice.
Hmm.
So, hey, how's the play going?
-Ooh, we'll see. -Oh!
Which do you like better, playwriting or acting?
Acting's fun, but it's a surface pleasure.
Like a clitoral orgasm.
The writing is more G-spot.
Hmm.
Okay.
-Mm… -Right. Hey…
There's my baby!
Mwah!
Hi, Nick.
Hey.
Hi.
Hi, Lila.
Anne, have you, uh, met, uh, Ginny?
Yes.
-Hi. -Hi.
-Hey. -It's nice to…
Jesus.
So, what's the plan, Stans?
Claude, what are we doing?
Me?
I'll do whatever.
I love fun.
I'm gonna excuse myself.
Um, I booked a massage.
So we'll meet up after for tea?
-Okay. -Yeah? Okay. Okay.
I actually have to get going too.
-What? -What?
I know. I'm really sorry.
I just have a group project due. I just have to hole up and work.
Oh, yeah, great, because we came all the way up here
for "hole up and work" weekend.
If I don't make it tonight, I promise I'll see you tomorrow.
Tomorrow's the big day anyway, right? Right?
I love you guys.
I love you too.
Love you.
Well, you still got me.
Huh? Should we stroll Beacon Street holding hands like it's 1992?
Sure.
So, Bug, you said you needed me to take you shopping.
-Yeah. -So, let's shop it up.
-Shall we? -Okay.
I forgot Ginny was coming.
What do you mean you forgot? We talked about it.
No, I know. I just… I didn't get her a ticket to the play.
-She probably wouldn't like it anyway. -Well, of course she would.
Could you get her a ticket?
Sure.
Oh, man, what happened to the Hot Spot?
Oh, I'm gonna cry. The Hot Spot was legendary.
Hot Spot?
Yeah, they made those burgers with the egg on top. The fried eggs.
Oh, why would they close the Hot Spot? You think it was a pandemic thing?
I don't know. I have the same information you have.
I live with you.
Aw.
I love the smell of old stuff.
This is nice.
-Ah. -Look at that.
Well, I just need a small bookshelf. It doesn't need to be fancy.
Okay.
Oh, how about this one?
Dad, ew.
Ooh. Yeah, Nick, no. That's a little American Psycho.
Uh… Oh, Lila.
How about this? Is this a little more your aesthetic?
Yeah, that's perfect.
Great. Sold.
Great.
Need anything else?
Are you good on stained kimonos?
Oh, my God.
No.
Ooh, vinyl.
Buy you a record.
Danny and I want to go to the furniture store.
I like records.
Oh.
Yeah. All right.
Hey, how's your health?
I'm great. Why? What's my husband been telling you?
No, nothing. No.
I just know that Claude usually babysits you,
and you've been left to your own devices.
My devices are running perfectly.
Great.
-Hey. -Hey.
-Hey, buddy.
Check it out.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah. -Look who's hitting it off.
I don't think Lila's ever seen a rotary phone before.
-I don't think either of them has. -Okay.
This feels really good.
This feels really, really good.
Can I tell you something, as a friend?
We don't want to hear how great it's going, okay?
Stop being lit from within. It's gross.
What can I say? I'm a lucky guy.
-Yeah, stuff like that. Let's can it. -No.
-Lucky. -Mm!
Lucky, lucky, lucky.
Hey.
Oh, you fully broke that.
I saw a wine bar.
Yeah.
Oh, old phones.
Yeah.
So, how's that, uh, Napoleon book coming?
Uh, I'm at the part where he's leading an expedition to Egypt for trade reasons.
Oh, man, you're still in the 18th century.
Oh, so much good stuff to come. Yeah, I'm jealous.
Yeah, very exciting. Mm, yeah.
So how'd you like Austin?
I didn't go. Not this time.
What?
Well, we were both so busy.
Danny with his hotel projects. Me redoing the closets.
Man, Kate and I haven't been apart for more than a long weekend
in, like, I don't know, 20 years.
Oh, wow.
Can I be honest with you, Jack?
Yeah.
I'm hanging by a thread.
Oh, no.
What's up?
I felt so lonely when Danny was gone.
But I don't want to bring this energy into the weekend, you know?
When you've been apart, you need to be perfect.
To remind the other person why they fell in love with you.
Okay, well, Claude, look, I respectfully disagree.
I think that love means, you know, feeling safe enough to be your worst self.
Oh, no, no. We are not that way.
No, come on. You can't stay perfect, right?
Uh, can you talk to Danny?
No. You don't know my husband.
He gets happy from the outside in.
You know? Good food.
Nice blowjob. A long nap.
Everything is fixed. Everything's fixed.
That… would work, yeah.
-Mm-hmm. -That does sound nice.
-I tell you. -Ooh, Violent Femmes.
I've got to get this for Kate.
-Hi. -Hello.
All set?
Was it nice living on your own in a little corporate apartment?
I mean, it… I mean, yeah. It was phenomenal.
God, I would love to go someplace alone
and just quietly read my phone all the way to the end.
I feel that.
And then you come home
and you've missed each other, and it's sexy again.
Mm.
-It sounds really nice. -Yeah.
They weren't in the furniture store.
What? They've got to be somewhere nearby. They wouldn't just ditch us.
Well, you know how she likes to steal Danny away and hide.
They are in love that way.
-Yeah. -Maybe they're buying flowers.
-Is it for me? -Yeah.
You know, it's not that I have a problem with Jack, because he's the best.
He's a literal doll.
Yeah, I'm just saying, you know. I mean, you know what I'm saying.
-Yeah. Marriage is work. -Exactly.
Or don't do any work, like Nick.
Just, uh, blow up your family and start over.
He is happier than any of us.
Speak for yourself.
Claude and I are very happy.
Yeah, because men always have a workaround, right?
Nick breaks all the rules.
You guys make your own rules and sleep with whoever you want.
-You wanna sleep with whoever you want? -Puke. Disgusting.
No, straight men our age do not maintain themselves like gay men our age.
I'm not out here looking to see a new set of thickening toenails.
No, that's why Jack is a prince, right?
Because he is the only man…
…who's not looking for a workaround.
Hello, you two.
Hey!
Hi!
-You ditched us? -No, I texted you.
Yeah.
Oh, it didn't go through. I'm sorry.
Yeah, but are you drinking during dry fall?
It's iced tea.
Did you order me an iced tea?
Why are you so grouchy?
Well, because I got lemonades for everybody,
but then a dog barked at me and I spilled them.
Oh, sorry. Sorry, Claude.
I'm not mad.
I think this is wonderful.
You guys need more time? I can go away.
Sit, sit, sit. Come on. Come on, sit, sit.
No, I-I have to go back to the room and change, so…
Are you sure? Because we ordered flatbreads.
Well, I have, uh, kind of a… a sour stomach.
Okay.
So, you want the key?
Sure.
See you in a bit.
I don't care if he wants his golf clubs.
We said the house and its contents.
The house and its contents, Marlon!
How was the massage?
Amazing.
Yeah, I agree. Someone has to be the adult here.
Don't fuck me on this, Marlon!
Hi.
Hey.
Sorry, we've got to hustle now to Lila's thing.
I'm up.
How were the flatbreads?
They were fine. They were flat.
Now I'm starving. Do I have time to get something before the play?
Uh, not really.
You're a grown-ass man. Manage your food intake.
I think there's a dinner after.
That's like four hours.
Are you okay?
I'm sorry my phone was being weird.
It's okay. I just thought this was gonna be a fun, romantic weekend.
You thought family weekend was gonna be sexy?
You know, we're alone. We're in a hotel.
I was trying to send signals earlier I wanted to come back and mess around.
How was I supposed to know "I have a sour stomach"
is code for "I want to make out"?
I guess it'll just be a fun, romantic weekend for you and Danny.
I haven't seen him in months. I see you every day.
Do you? Do you really see me? Huh?
What?
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
Hi.
Oh, shit. That won't… That's not gonna work.
Oh, and my seat's up there?
No, it's just one. That's fine.
Hey, I'll sit there.
-It's fine. -It's okay.
Don't worry. No, Jack. Jack. Jack.
This way. Okay.
-Come on. Ow! My toe! -Is everybody good?
It's okay.
Oh!
Back.
We had a really nice day.
Great.
Once upon a time,
my dad destroyed our family and started dating a stupid bitch.
No, please, please, Father, don't leave us!
The penis wants what it wants.
What was once a home
now felt like a pile of confetti and debris.
The messy aftermath of your practical joke,
your absence left me with only my tears as companions.
I want you to meet someone very special to me.
My personality is squats.
We know you'll accept us.
It just takes time.
Is that enough time?
You're not my mom!
Hyah!
Oh, Mother!
What woman over 20 would choose kisses and courtship
over independence and a quiet garden?
Marriage is an outdated social construct that imprisons women.
Yeah.
I agree with you, George Eliot and Britney Spears.
By the year 2075, marriage will be illegal and vibrators will be sold at McDonald's.
We are born alone, we die alone.
And in between, we lie to each other.
Jesus Christ.
Whoo!
Oh, my God!
-Hey. -Congratulations!
Aw, thank you!
I cried so much.
Oh, wow! Thank you!
Yeah, a lot of powerful ideas in there.
-A lot. -Thank you.
Have you lost your mind?
Did you like it?
-Yes, of course. -Thank you.
-I'm so proud. -Thank you, thank you.
You know, I think because we had such a late lunch…
Danny also flew in so early this morning.
I think we'll go and we'll… we'll catch up. Okay?
Thank you for being here. I love you guys.
Bye.
I'm trying real hard not to take the bait here, Lila.
What bait?
Okay, sure.
But I will say that I think you owe Ginny an apology.
Oh, my God, that's your takeaway?
How could you write this?
How could you invite your girlfriend to Parents' Weekend?
I asked your permission.
No, you asked me in front of her.
I knew it. I knew you didn't really forget.
Oh, my God.
We are not done talking about this.
You really fucked that up.
Anne, not now.
If we were together, I would sugarcoat it, but you did that wrong.
-It was stupid. -Okay.
Oh, these are phrases I wish I'd used more when we were together.
Come on, even you know that that play was completely out of bounds.
This was Lila's night. She is expressing her pain.
Stop thinking about yourself for once.
Stop correcting how she said it and try to hear what she's saying.
Can we just celebrate for the one millionth time
that we do not have children?
Yes.
Salute. To freedom.
Mm.
Actually, it was an interesting play, though, right?
Should we see more plays?
I don't think so.
Oh, my God, look.
-What? -There.
It's the lumberjack.
Uh-huh.
Oh. Hey.
Mm!
Okay.
Okay. He's coming over here, I think.
Hey, I'm still kinda hungry.
Would you want to walk down Beacon and see what's open?
No. I'm tired.
All right.
Hey!
Actually, I'm hungry too.
Oh. All right.
Hmm.
Hey.
Hi.
Oh, God. Ginny, I am so sorry.
No, it's fine. She's a kid. She's going through stuff.
But I told you this, Nick. This is why I should not have come.
No, you were right. You were right. I didn't listen.
Oh, I just wanted to skip through all the hard stuff
and get to the stuff where everyone is normal with each other.
Yeah.
It's kinda like how you rush through Warrior 2
because Reverse Warrior is easier for you.
Oh, my God. Is my personality squats?
-That's-- -No, no. No.
No. Your personality… is sunlight.
-Oh. -And buttered toast.
And flute music.
Okay.
That's… That is a lot of pressure.
I'm gonna fix this.
I'm gonna talk to Lila tomorrow.
Good.
Maybe just listen more than talk, yeah?
Listen more than talk.
Hmm.
Do you think Beth is really studying, or does she just hate us?
Maybe she knew that play was gonna be a shitshow.
I was so disturbed by that play.
I was clenching my entire body the whole time. I'm so sore.
I mean, is Beth's whole generation just gonna give up on marriage?
Is it because they witnessed their parents too much during the pandemic?
I think they'll find their way back to it.
You know, people like to say they're… they're poly or not into labels,
but, you know, like, even in a throuple,
somebody's got to clean the air fryer.
Exactly. Even in an ethical situationship, you can't miss a car payment.
Yeah. It's like those guys who say, "Well, we're not gonna have a wedding."
"We're just gonna get married and then have a party."
-Yeah, dude. That's what a wedding is! -Yeah, it's literally a wedding, dude.
Yeah.
How's your açai bowl?
I hate it.
It's stupid frozen night cereal.
Why is everything different?
I know, buddy. Everything was better before.
Yeah.
Oh, you know what's right down here?
590 Pomeroy.
Oh, the first time we hooked up was in the alley behind that building.
Because your roommate was a listener.
Let's go see if it's still a good building to lean on.
Oh, no.
Is this it?
Oh.
Well, we tried.
Wait.
Wait, couldn't you blow me behind a different building?
No, it wouldn't be the same.
Oh, you. Ah!
Whoa!
Oh, my God! Oh, my God.
Uh, do you mind if we use a--
Oh, of course. Of course.
Hey, babe. My bag.
Babe?
Are you okay?
You're smoking cigarettes?
Why do you want to die?
Oh, keep your voice down.
I'm Italian!
Is this why you wanted to be far away from me
and do stupid things and kill yourself?
Oh, I had that pack for three months.
If you had a stent in your heart, would you smoke?
Would you party every fucking weekend like you're 24 when you're actually 54?
-Oh… -Your profile said 40.
What kind of a husband does this? What kind of a husband? You tell me!
Hey, man. I'm here for the open part, not the marriage part.
Okay, whatever, dude. Okay, don't be corny. Come on.
Oh, my God.
I'm scared for you all the time.
You don't take care enough of yourself. Do you know that?
-The one time-- -Oh, one time?
Yeah, that I said something about it,
you know, you had to just leave for three months.
It's constant.
You watch over me like I'm on my deathbed!
You know why? Because you fucking love smoking
more than being alive with me, that's why!
I left because you were smothering me!
What? I'm smothering you, really?
I just needed to get some space.
Okay!
You needed space.
Well, why didn't you tell me before then, amore mio?
You know what? I-- I'm gonna give you all the fucking space you want.
I'm gonna even help you pack. How's that?
Where do you wanna go? Tell me. Where do you want to fucking go?
-You wanna go to Brazil? -Oh, my God!
…be happy without me.
You can go now. I don't want to be married to a ghost.
Oh, my God!
Are you gonna take this? Where do you want to go?
You think I'm crazy?
Now you don't love me anymore? You used to love me.
Tell me. Answer me. Actually, no. Go! Go! You want to go? Go!
You think we'll all still do ultimate Frisbee tomorrow?
I don't know. It's a real cliffhanger.