100 Dates in Dallas

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-Of course. -Thanks.

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What's your story, Jeff Brock. Take seven.

All right, Jeff, whenever you're ready, we're going to pick up

from where we left off. Just right to me, nice and easy.

So what's important to Jeff Brock?

There were only two things that I ever really wanted, a successful

career and a normal life.

You know, a wife and a couple of kids.

But my life has never been normal.

And you had success very early in your career, right?

I did.

I started booking some roles in movies and TV shows, really young.

And then before I knew it, I was on the cover of fan magazines,

and I was every teenage girl's fantasy.

And then eventually, I met a great girl,

and we got married, had my kids,

and life was good.

And then we moved out of LA to Dallas to raise my children in what I thought

would be a wholesome environment.

And then...

And then?

Well, and then my normal life, it turned to shit.

Mr. Brock?

Please come in.

I had a prenup.

A prenup.

And all my friends were going through these horrible divorces and losing their

kids, and my kids mean everything to me.

And I couldn't imagine having standard custody.

Who ever came up with that ridiculous term anyway?

Standard? Custody?

You know what's standard?

The guy gets screwed.

That's what's standard.

The woman, she takes the house, the money, the kids.

The guy gets screwed.

But you had a prenuptial agreement.

Yeah, I did.

But then I got drunk and sentimental one night after my daughter was born,

and I ripped it up.

I freaking gave her everything in exchange for no attorneys, no divorce trial,

and guaranteed fifty-fifty custody of my kids.

And that cost you a lot of money?

A lot.

And now she's out there partying and traveling with my money

and dating 22-year-olds.

And how does that make you feel?

Can I stand? I really want to move.

-Can I stand? -Of course.

How do I feel about it? I feel like a loser.

I thought if anyone was going to leave the marriage, it would have been me.

I was I was famous.

I mean, TV, and then later on B movies.

But still, I was somebody.

And then after the whole acting thing, when that got tougher and I started

working behind the camera, I just...

Yes, I did read your file.

I found it very insightful, particularly the part about your

-marriage to Karen at the time. -Yeah, but we tried.

We tried, and we were hanging on until she started playing tennis.

- Tennis? - Yeah, tennis.

The root of all evil, that freaking little fuzzy yellow ball

that leads to affairs, divorce, facelifts, and boob jobs.

-Yeah, tennis. -I'm not following.

Okay, women who don't work, they go to the country club, right?

And then they get on the tennis team, and then they have lunch,

and then they start drinking white wine like Kool-Aid, and they

all trash their husbands.

And then, like suicidal lemmings, they all jump off the cliff together,

leave their husbands, destroy their families, and start sleeping

with every tennis coach they can find.

So... I-I understand that you are transitioning

between the anger phase with Karen into the grieving stage,

which is a completely normal evolution of the divorce process,

especially when you're in a long-term relationship, and it involves children.

Oh, So we don't have much time left.

Is there anything specific that you'd like to talk about today?

Yeah.

I'm lonely.

I want to date.

Someone. Someone real.

I just want to have some social human contact again.

Because Karen, my ex, she jumped on that dating bicycle

like it was the Tour de France.

So easy for her.

Old guys, young guys, especially the young guys.

She gets invited everywhere for free.

She doesn't have to pay for a single meal. You know why that is?

Because of the cave of mysteries. Vagina.

She has the power of the vagina.

So what else?

What else besides not having a powerful vagina, as you put it,

do you think is keeping you from dating?

I don't know how to anymore.

I've got no game.

I've got no mojo.

I lost it.

I lost everything.

And why do you think that is?

Because everything's changed.

The last time I was single, I had a flip phone and there was no social media.

Nobody was checking in, liking pics, posting pics of their food

none of this stuff.

It just wasn't a thing.

Go on.

Men just don't meet women like they used to anymore.

And friends don't set up other friends because middle-aged divorce People are

batshit crazy, and nobody wants to be responsible for inflicting

more crazy on their friends.

Have you considered the online dating sites?

What? No, absolutely not.

I'm a celebrity. Well, was.

Kind of.

I can't think about going online. Absolutely not.

Why?

What exactly are you afraid of?

I don't know. I guess I'd be mortified.

So this woman, Dr. Reader, I feel like she gets me.

I can bear my soul to her.

And she hardly said a word.

She pretty much just sat there and let me talk.

Takes the heat off of me.

-Man, how much are you paying her? -Sam.

Oh my God. Hi.

I meant to call you this week about a house in your neighborhood that just

came on the market, but I have been so busy with the kids

-back in school and everything. -Hey, no problem.

I'm having a party this weekend.

Please come. Hey, I'm Sam.

Oh, hi. I'm Tina.

This is Jeff.

Okay.

Oh, you're Carter Brock's dad, right?

Yes. Yeah, I am.

My daughter, and your son are in the same grade.

They have a love-hate relationship going on, but I think they

really like each other.

You know, playing hard to get.

She's a handful, but she's even worse when she's with her dad.

Your wife is Karen, right?

Was recently divorced.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

But you'll be fine.

Being single is like riding a bike.

That's what I hear.

-You were married? -Oh, God, no.

I mean, not anymore.

I've dated. A lot.

I just...

I'm taking a little time off to focus on myself.

It was really nice to meet you.

-Maybe I'll see you around school? -Yeah.

-Really good to see you, Sam. -Yeah.

Bye, all. It was nice to meet you both.

Nice to meet you, too.

She's beautiful, and she seems normal.

He just looks so familiar.

What did he say his name was?

Oh, the last name is Brock.

And his first name was Jeff.

Google him.

I'm so on it.

Oh my God.

He still looks pretty good, even with his shirt on.

Why haven't you introduced me to her?

Look, I'm not getting involved in your dating life after Karen.

Nope, not doing that again.

Cheers.

-Walk with me. -Okay.

Sorry.

Good night, you all.

-Wait, you're leaving so soon. -Oh, yeah.

-Early day tomorrow. -Okay.

Well, have a good night, Tina.

Sam, I'm Jeff.

We know who you are.

-You're the shirtless hunk. -So embarrassing.

Oh, no, don't be embarrassed. Use it.

-He just got divorced. -Oh, yeah, I know.

I heard.

We've all been there, and we're still standing, right, Tina?

Not if I can help it.

Hey, listen, I know this is awkward.

You just seem so well adjusted.

I'm a new single parent.

I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing.

Would you possibly be open to grabbing some coffee?

Our kids are friends in school.

I just could use some advice.

My cell number's on there.

I don't drink coffee, but I do eat lunch.

Call me.