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Oh.

Can I help you?

Oh!

Don't mind me.

I'm using my day to take pictures

of people who look truly happy

and I couldn't help but feel

that you are so at peace.

Oh.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Oh, would you mind leaning back

against the railing again and just think

"New York!"

No, I'm good. I appreciate it, though.

-Oh, okay. -Yeah.

No!

Um...

Aah!

Help! No!

Oh!

Bitch!

I love you!

I love you!

Huh?!

Please!

What is wrong with you?!

Aaaaah!

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Sorry.

I thought they were real.

**

Purity Ring: * Obedear

* The sky is low

Oh, my God! It's driving me crazy.

I know we know him. -No, I'm telling you,

it's the guy that chartered a jet

just to watch you scrape your foot

with a Ped Egg on it. -No.

That guy was teeny-tiny.

It's not him.

Huh.

Hey, um...

are you guys medicated?

-Of course. -My whole life.

That's -- that's good to know.

Yeah.

Just 'cause...

I feel like I've been having a hard time,

just like, readjusting to everything.

Dory, can we just not?

Just wanna have a normal day,

talking shit about strangers.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

I think it's okay, though, that --

that we check in with each other, right?

Yeah, I love that.

I love that. I just --

I'm sort of the philosophy right now where I think

it's best to not think about it and keep moving forward and...

that's working great for me, 'cause I've never been better.

Which is exactly why I'm trying to really

just bury myself in working on my book right now.

Speaking of which, my editor is

introducing me to my entire publishing team today.

And...

they're considering turning my life

into a board game.

Oh, my God!

Great.

I just keep Google- searching, like,

"Montreal body found".

I mean, aren't you guys...

a little freaked out about getting caught,

like, any second?

You know, I read online it takes years

to get over killing someone.

So the best we can do is just...

carry on.

Right, I just -- I don't...

have anything to get back to.

I don't have a partner.

I don't have a home.

I...

literally have

less than I had before I started

looking for Chantal.

But...

To look on the bright side, you found her.

Yeah.

Thank you for that.

Yeah, I...

I guess I just miss when my

problems were about nothing.

What about Drew?

Have you seen him recently?

No.

Mnh-mnh.

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So, if you get the job, you just, like,

live in Shanghai?

Yeah.

It's not that different from New York, actually.

What the hell are you talking about?

Everything's Chinese there.

Yeah, but I am Chinese.

How do you say,

"I love beautiful women" in Mandarin?

My boy's ready.

What are you guys talking about?

Doy, Gardner.

Job opening in Shanghai.

Alan applied.

He's gonna get it, for sure.

Hey, does China have an extradition treaty?

I don't know, man.

You running away from something?

No.

Hey, my buddy says the hookers in Shanghai

are super patient and really relaxed.

Wouldn't know anything about that, man.

Shit.

[ Traffic whooshes, horn honks ]

Gail.

This isn't the easiest thing for me to say

because, you know, when I quit, I...

really wanted to...quit.

But, um...

I guess I'm just wondering...

if there's any way I could just...

come back and be your assistant again.

Dory, you're so sweet.

But I...

I can't.

Mmm.

I don't -- I don't have the funds.

Sorry, what?

I'm out of funds, Dory.

I have no money.

I mean, how?

I-I-- Sorry, I just don't understand.

Like, I mean, is everything okay with Sundeep?

Oh, no, no. Ha! Uh...

Sundeep says that my lack of awareness

is a "liability"

and that I could stay here as long as I want,

but he needs to cut off all ties with me.

Oh, Gail.

I-I'm, I'm so sorry.

It's terrible.

It's so -- it seems so sudden.

Yeah, it was a few days ago --

When you took the car, actually.

And then, apparently, later that evening, I...

walked uptown and fell asleep

on the steps of the Met.

I feel so guilty about the car.

No, stop! No! -Okay.

Don't feel -- Please!

This is not about the car!

-Yeah. -This is about me.

-Really. -Well.

Drew and I also split up.

Oh, my God! No, Dory!

-Yeah. -I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

-Thanks. -Ohhh.

We are gonna get through this, okay?

Let's just promise each other, all right?

Okay. I promise.

Oh, look at us.

Two single women in their late 40s.

Tsk.

And this one was listed online

as a Humphrey Wentletrap,

but it's actually a Brown-band Wentletrap.

Oh, that is gorgeous.

-Oh. -Portia, look at this.

Portia! Pay attention to Bing!

Oh, my gosh!

Beautiful shell.

So, Portia, tell me, are you acting in anything

that has room for an aging

John Garfield type, such as myself?

Oh, Bing, if I was working on anything,

you would be the first to know.

-Aww. -I don't know how she does it.

She takes after her father.

He could clip his toenails

for 10 minutes and call it a full day.

No, I'm...

I'm going on auditions and stuff,

like a totally normal, motivated person.

I have a really big one this week, actually.

And?

And I'm probably not gonna get it,

because it's Elijah Clyde, so they're probably

just looking for a name.

Elijah Clyde?!