Leave the World Behind

Amanda?

What're you doing?

Well, I couldn't sleep.

And it has been such a hellish year for us as you know,

and I just seem to be working every day without even realizing it.

And you are just constantly anxious about your job

because of all the budget cuts. So, I went online this morning

and I rented us a beautiful house out by the beach.

And it was such a steal even though it's barely the off-season.

- - Wait, are... are you packing?

Yeah. I thought I'd get a jump on it.

Wait. I don't understand.

When did you rent a house for?

Today.

I figured if I made the reservation and packed our bags,

it would eliminate most of the reasons to say no.

Oh, and I printed out the little thingy there for you from the website.

It's right by your coffee, made it just the way you like it.

I didn't want to wake the kids so I haven't packed for them yet.

But honestly, I think they're going to be super psyched about this.

Well, you know me, I'm always down for a little vacay.

Especially with the kids. We haven't done that in a while.

But help me out here, babe. I mean... ...why today?

Well, when I couldn't fall back asleep this morning, I came over here.

To watch the sunrise.

And I saw all these people starting their day

with such tenacity. Such verve.

All in an effort to...

...make something of themselves.

Make something of our world.

I felt so lucky to be a part of that.

But then, I remembered...

...what the world is actually like.

And I came to a more accurate realization.

I fucking hate people.

"Leave the world behind."

That's what it said on the rental listing, at least.

How fun. East Hampton, right?

No, no. It's a cute little town. Actually, I think they call it a "hamlet."

That's how cute it is.

It's a lot closer to the city and still very far away from, well, everyone.

Ugh, sounds exactly like what you need right now.

After you answer some questions about the Confictura account?

Please? Pretty please?

Well, we're going to have to speed count it here, Jocelyn.

Because we're almost there and my bars are dropping by the mile.

- -

Did you fart?

Archie, let her be.

Well, no, Dad, I don't care that she farted.

I-I care that she lies about it.

We're throwing Phoebe a bachelorette party.

Yeah. Sorry, boys. This ride's closing.

Ugh. Come on. Ugh.

Yeah okay. Okay sure.

Dad, when we get back to the city,

can you take me to see the coffee shop in Friends?

Mm...

I don't think that's real, honey. It's, uh, just a set.

Race you to the pool.

Oh, this is nice.

It's beautiful.

Uh-oh...

Looks like we have some top-shelf booze right here.

It says here it's not for us.

Hmm. Worth a try.

The Wi-Fi password is a novella.

The owner must be one of those cybersecurity guys.

The kids look so happy.

I'll get the stuff from the car.

Uh, when you're done, I might pop into town for some groceries.

["Never Gonna Let You Go" by Blackstreet playing]

Trying to make it a three-hit day.

And keep this one going.

They're not mine. I swear. They're not mine.

Relax. I bought them.

I know you like to sneak a smoke here and there.

I figured we're on vacation. Why not?

I want you to have a good time. Just don't let the kids see you.

Okay. Oh, hey, hey.

I got another idea for a good time. Hm?

M-Maybe?

We've got 15 minutes before they're begging to go to the beach.

That's all I need.

Sunblock? Sunblock?

- Yep, yep, yep. - Yeah.

We practically have the beach to ourselves.

The undertow's horrible...

Look at that boat.

It's so big.

Hey, Mom, Taylor just dropped a pin.

Can you, uh, can you look at that and see how far her house is?

Just look. Y-You said maybe we could drive over there.

- Right? So, maybe? - Mm-hmm.

All right, that's Sag Harbor. That's at least an hour away, honey.

It's getting closer.

- What is? - The ship.

Oh, yeah. She's a beaut. Looks like an oil tanker.

Must be a port around here.

I read this piece in The Atlantic

that says New York has one of the largest natural harbors on the planet.

You okay, Rose?

I think that ship is heading towards us.

What was that, sweetie?

- Clay? - Hmm?

- Clay. - Yeah.

Wow. It's getting close, huh?

You think that's a problem?

Nah, come on. It's gonna stop. It's got to.

Right?

Wake up. Archie, come on, bud. Help us pack up.

Leaving already? Why?

- - Holy fuck.

Jesus, Archie, let's go.

- Let's go! Go, go, go! -