A Big Bold Beautiful Journey

It's currently 74 degrees and sunny.

It'll be hot and humid today, with showers developing

and chance of a thunderstorm.

Yep, I need to go. I'm running late.

Are you really going to this wedding alone?

Yeah, Mom. It's just me.

-Honey? -What? I'm just asking him.

Are you okay, sweetheart?

Mom, I'm more than okay.

I'm fantastic. Never been happier.

Love traveling alone. Love being alone.

David. Be open.

I'd kick myself if I never told my son that.

Be open. Life is better when you're open.

A hundred percent, Dad.

And visit more.

-Okay, will do. Love you guys. -Love you.

-Gotta go. Bye, bye, bye. -I love you, boy. Bye-bye.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Can I help you?

-Yeah, I-- -Name?

David Longley. I rented a car.

Hold the fuck on a moment, please.

Now, okay, David. When I buzz, open the door.

But listen here, because this is important.

You gotta open it a half beat after I start buzzing.

If you try to open it a quarter beat before the half beat

or a quarter beat after, the door won't open

and we'll just have to repeat the process, over and over and over again

until you finally get it.

Okay.

David, I guess what I'm trying to say is...

...doors are tricky.

Sure.

Sure, yeah, yeah. Doors are tricky.

Agreed.

Damn it, sor-- I didn't--

Try again.

Rushed it. Try again.

Fuck yeah, David!

Hello?

Hello, David.

Longer walk than you thought, right?

Yeah.

Okay. I'll see you when you get up here.

Stop right there on the mark.

Slate your name for the camera.

Sorry, "slate?"

It just means, "Say your name."

David Longley.

Your car will be a 1994 Saturn SL.

A Saturn? Thought they were out of business.

Not here.

-Those the only cars you have? -They're the only fucking ones we need.

What are you doing with that photo there?

-Your headshot? -Yeah.

Is this a problem?

Yeah.

Why?

Because I don't ever remember taking that picture.

-And? -And?

-And? -And?

-And? -And...

...I'm not an actor.

Could you say that one more time, please?

Could I say what one more time?

What you just said.

I'm not an actor?

That's it. Yeah.

Go ahead.

I'm not an actor.

I think all of us tend to act a lot, David.

I think we perform more than we think we do.

That's not necessarily a bad thing.

There are moments of real honest to goodness truth in performance, right?

Sure.

I mean... maybe.

In fact, sometimes we have to perform to get to the truth.

It's a more painful route, but sometimes, pain is good.

I love that. You should say that more often when I say the thing I say.

I will. From now on.

Thank you for taking my note.

Now, do you want the GPS, David?

No, I'll just hook up my phone using a USB.

There are no USBs in these cars.

There's no USB in a Saturn SL fucking 1994.

Of course. Well, I'll just listen to the GPS on my phone.

But what if your phone craps out on you?

I don't think my phone will crap out.

But it might, David. What if it does?

People's phones crap out. They crap out on them all the time.

Well, my phone's never crapped out on me.

But what if it does, David?

Won't you remember this exact conversation?

And won't you think, "Fuck me. Fuck me so very very hard"?

I'm sorry. What is this place?

This is The Car Rental Agency.

Do you want the GPS?

You want the GPS, David?

Sure.

Fuck yeah!

...singular sensation

Every little step she takes

One thrilling combination

Every move that she makes

Remain on interstate for 249 miles.

The forecast for your wedding trip is sunny skies with non-stop rain.

Fun fact, in Hawaii, they call this...

-Liquid sunshine. -...liquid sunshine.

You have arrived at your destination.

You have arrived at your destination.

Thanks.

Thank you so much for coming all this way.

You joking? I wouldn't have missed it for the world.

-Beautiful ceremony. -Thank you.

This is Sarah.

You guys live in the same city.

-Oh, yeah. -Oh.

Hi. David.

Hi.

-Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you.

Where do you live?

Downtown.

-You? -North side.

-Do you like it? -Like what?

Living downtown.

Yeah.

Well, it's our wedding so we're gonna leave.

You two have a good night, okay? Have fun.

Do you want a drink?

No.

No, I'm good.

Very well.

Thanks.

Hi, I'm David from the North side.

Oh, God.

-Stop. -Stop what?

Just stop...

trying to be charming.

Why are you afraid of me?

-You think I'm afraid of you? -Yeah.

I'm not afraid of you.

I'm afraid of hurting you.

-Of hurting me? -Yeah.

No matter how this plays out, it probably ends in me hurting you.

What if I hurt you?

I won't let you.

I see. You're tough.

I am.

And I'm not.

Okay.

Aren't you tough sometimes?

Yeah, sure.

And then other times you're just kind of...

...mush.

-Mush? -Yeah.

No?

Maybe it depends on the person you're with.

I don't know.

So, I bring out the tough side in you.

All the good ones do.

Do you believe in marriage?

You seem smarter than that question.

Well, humour me for a second.

-Okay. -Go on.

I believe I shouldn't get married.

Fair.

What about you?

When I was a kid, six or seven, they made us do a picture in school,

of what we thought the future would look like.

And I drew a picture of me with a bowtie and a top hat.

Three kids.

It's the truth.

That's all I wanted.

Was to be a dad and be married.

Swear to God.

You wanna marry me?

-Didn't you just say that you don't-- -Yeah, well, I changed my mind.

Will you marry me?

Oh, man, you have destroyed some men, haven't you?

Yeah.

And men have destroyed me.

And I'm guessing since you're still single,

you've probably done some destroying of your own.

Especially with that accent.

Is it real?

Is what real?

Your accent.

You think I'd fake an accent?

At a wedding? Yeah, maybe.

Came over when I was 13. Mother American, Father Irish.

Mom was homesick.

What about you?

Parents? Siblings?

I'm gonna go dance.

All right. Enjoy.

Okay.

-You coming? -I don't dance.

I wish you would.