Sirens

How was the trip over? Choppy seas?

No, it was gorgeous.

This island is the prettiest place I've ever been.

Mmm.

I remember thinking that too, the first time I saw this island.

Your house is like an art museum.

Thank you. Yeah.

This is actually my favorite time of year to be here.

After Labor Day,

when all the rank and file have returned to Back Bay

and the Upper East Side, and it's just me and the beasts

and the sea creatures

reclaiming the island.

Why do you want to be my assistant?

Honestly, you.

I googled you,

um, and I watched a YouTube video of you

speaking about conservation and preservation, and...

you were electric.

Something told me that I needed to come work for you.

You're currently based in New York?

Yes.

- Where, Manhattan? - Uh, no, uh, Queens.

An area I like to call airport-adjacent.

You work where?

Uh, I tutor full-time at Kaplan.

I temp on weekends at a telemarketing company,

and I work at Starbucks for the health insurance.

Mmm, humble pie, huh?

Yeah, well, beats going home broke on a Peter Pan bus.

That's my drop-dead.

- Where's home? - Buffalo.

Oof!

Just say "upstate," honey.

I'm from an armpit called Fresno, but I tell everyone Bay Area.

So, you did one year of law school at City College.

Why just one year?

You're a lawyer. Um, I read your bio.

I don't need to tell you how difficult law school is.

Mm-hmm.

But you got the Goldberg Scholarship to Yale undergrad.

That's a full ride

for exceptionally gifted students below the poverty line.

I'm surprised that you know that.

I got the same scholarship.

So, tell me why you really left law school.

I hated it.

I think I... I think I felt like I had to go

because I had been saying that I was pre-law since the second grade,

but, um, I only said that because my mom

called me a future lawyer one time and, um...

she died young.

So, it just... it became this idea I clung to.

Yeah. And then I got there,

and it wasn't for me, so... so I quit.

If it doesn't serve you, let it go.

I really like that.

My mom died young too.

Breast cancer. I was nine.

Mine was in a car accident. A... A drunk driver hit her.

I was seven.

I'm so sorry.

Let me look at you.

Okay.

Come with me.

This is Barnaby.

We found him half-drowned in the surf.

Hi, Barnaby.

Hey, good boy.

Good boy.

Yeah, he's very frail.

We hand-feed him every day.

This is what you'll be doing

if you accept the position.

You're offering me the job?

I am. I think you should start immediately.

What do you say?

Did you hear me, Simone?

My dad is here.

Why is my dad here?

Uh...

Could we talk about this when I'm not on bended knee?

- Why would you do this to me, Ethan? - What-- Like, the ring?

- It was my mom's ring. - No. No. My dad.

Why would you bring my dad here?

I... I... I was being romantic.

You know, like, grand gesture-type thing.

Um, look, Michaela said some really cruel things to me

yesterday on the cliff.

Well, she called me a selfish man-baby.

And she said that I had no business jerking you around.

And I suddenly realized she's right.

- I am a selfish man-baby. - Whoa. Hey. Hey, hey.

Let's sit on the couch. Just take a seat on the couch.

Sorry. He just needs to sit down.

- Just right here. Hey, Ethan. - I realize I don't--

- I don't want-- - Did you happen to bring his meds?

- His nurse packed them. - I'm not his nurse. They're in his bag.

- Where? - I have my pills.

- In the ziplock. In the inside... - Okay, all right.

Sorry about that. Continue, uh, selfish man-baby.

Thank you. Um, okay.

Well, what I'm trying to say is that I've been lost at sea for a long time.

Now here you are.

You're the girl of my dreams, and I want to be worthy of that.

I want to be worthy of you.

I want to commit to you, and... and I want to do it right.

So, I went to ask Bruce for your hand.

And... then he and his nurse said they wanted to come back here with me.

I am not his nurse.

I actually came here for D.

Hey, what the fuck?

You can't leave me with him without an explanation.

- So you schlepped him to a remote island? - What else was I supposed to do?

Also, you look very hot, by the way.

Um...

I'm sorry. This isn't going the way I planned it.

I just... I thought you'd be happy, honestly, Simone,

to have your dad here for this.

- I love you. I want to marry you. - Front door open .

What's going on? Who are these people?

- Um... - Oh my God.

It's you.

Is it?

- It is. - What?

It's really you.

I knew it.

I felt you coming.

- Hi. - Hi.

You remember me?

Oh, I'm... I'm sure I do. Would you tell me your name?

Bruce.

Hi, Bruce. I'm Michaela.

I know you.

We've known each other for a very, very, very, very long time.

Uh-huh.

- Can you take... - You are more beautiful than ever.

Oh.

We like to fuck, you and me.

- Oh my God. Dad! Dad! - Oh my God.

- Hey, Bruce. - Hey, Dad. Dad.

- No, Dad... - Can you fuck!

- This is Simone's boss, Dad. - She can fuck.

- You're confused. - The hell I am.

You don't know this woman. This is a stranger.

- This guy, purple shirt, he's very rich. - Oh.

- I came in a jet. - Uh-huh.

He's going to marry our daughter.

- Well... - Simone.

I'm very curious to hear what Simone is going to say.

So, why don't-- No, no, no, no, no. Why don't you stay here?

Hold my hand, and we'll listen.

- Okay. - Okay.

Um...

Simone DeWitt, will you marry me?

My dad just said, "Kiki fucks." I... I can't... I can't do this.

- No. No, not like this. I can't. I can't. - Wait. Simone, wait! Wait!

Simone. Simone, wait.

Wait. No. I'm going after her. She's my girlfriend.

- You've done enough. - Let me talk to her. She wants me.

Don't be ridiculous. You're in last place.

Actually, I agree with that. It would be one, two, three.

- Or maybe two... - Oh, come on.

You deal with your dad, you deal with your guests,

and I will go.

Bye, Michaela.

Bye, Bruce.

Front door open.

- Mmm... - Okay.

What do you mean, there's no bread?

Well, leading up to the gala,

Mrs. Kell prefers that there are no carbs on the property.

Unless it's for a guest or an event.

No carbs on my property? Has she lost her mind?

Oh, it's fine.

We are... We're grateful to have the opportunity to be so healthy.

- We drink water. - Yeah. Sometimes we put mint in it.

Or lemon, if we're feeling bold.

Well, we are not eating my dad's clam chowder

without some warm, crusty bread

and good, salty butter.

Did someone say crusty bread?

Uh, Cupertino's closes in about five minutes.

Would someone like to make a run?

Me. Pick me.

- Oh, okay. - I'll go.

Why don't you grab some petty cash?

Bread! Whoo!

Shall I set the dining room table for you and Mrs. Kell, sir?

And you guys too. Please join us.

What's the ping-ping-pinging?

Nothing. Just staff stuff.

Oh, come on. I want to hear the kitchen gossip too.

Um...

Well,

apparently, Mrs. Kell's assistant just got proposed to.

- Simone? - Yeah.

Mr. Corbin from next door.

Five-carat cushion-cut ring.

- Dang. - Mmm.