We Spin Around the Night Consumed by the Fire

- Well, how's that for timing! - What do you mean?

We both stepped out exactly together.

We didn't time this.

I know we didn't... time it.

- What's your point? - That is my point!

We-we both stepped out,

and we didn't know the other person was stepping out,

at exactly the same time!

Yeah, why are you yelling at me right now?

Well, I'm just explaining the good timing of this,

when no explanation is needed.

It's just, it's the good timing, it's...

Okay fine, I don't get it, but, whatever.

Oh my God, is that David?

Oh...

Oh, hey.

David, where did you get this car?

Oh, this car was paid for by my employer.

We felt I needed a more efficient way to get to work.

So she bought you a car?!

It's a rental.

Do you think I'd allow someone to buy that car for me?

Well, this-this is so great.

Thank God we have a car again!

Um, very unclear on the "we" part of that sentence.

Yeah, your brother's right, Alexis,

this is his car, not ours.

We don't have a car, and he does.

Okay, are you okay?

Yes, yes, i-I'm just happy

the Roses are moving up in the world.

There's a button missing on your jacket.

- What? - Oh ew, you poor thing.

Johnny: Are those... turkey sausages?

Yes.

Well, maybe, maybe I'll just sample one.

Okay.

Everything okay over here?

Yes it is, Twyla. Just great.

If uh, if you could add this to our tab,

that would be wonderful.

Add it to your tab. Yeah, um...

What, is there a problem?

Unfortunately, we can't put any more on your tab, Mr. Rose.

We have a limit as to how much you can charge on it

without actually making any effort to pay.

Oh, I see.

So, here's your bill.

Okay, thank you. Just uh...

Leave this with me, Twyla, and I'll take care of it um...

This afternoon, or... tomorrow.

This afternoon would be great.

Well then, this afternoon it is!

And if not, then you know, tomorrow.

Morning.

Morning. Tomorrow morning.

Thank you!

Alexis: Um, what is going on?

Oh, nothing, nothing. Nothing's going on.

It's just I've gotta move some money around,

make sure things are... liquid.

- How much trouble are we in? - Who said we're in trouble?

I have dated enough Wall Street losers

to know that "making things liquid" is not a good thing!

No, no, we're fine. We're fine, honey.

No, no, I just had to use my unemployment check this month

to pay for all the raw milk that "we" ordered.

Okay...

Um, well like, what can I do?

Just don't tell your mother, okay?

Or your brother, I mean,

they're too fragile to handle this.

And no one really needs to worry.

Well, you might wanna tell that to your face.

Oh you are here, thank goodness!

Stevie, does this computer get Internet access?

It does.

Please log on immediately.

Okay...

Jocelyn has made allusions to certain...

Sensitive photographs from my past.

Uh, are you sure you don't want me to just leave you

to do this on your own?

No, I can't type,

and I don't care to relive my days as a secretary.

Oh... okay.

Uh, just give me a minute,

because we're only one small step above dial up here.

It's hardly surprising that Jocelyn

would suddenly uncover these in the middle

of a political campaign.

I suppose I just expected more from her.

Okay, there's a bunch of you with O.J. Simpson.

And you with Robert Blake.

"The top eleven photographs of Moira Rose

with future murder suspects."

Well, that's not what I'm looking for!

Why were you in a paddle boat with Phil Spector?

And doesn't he looks good?

That was the one time he let me play with his hair.

It was a sunny aft... you know,

I shouldn't have to explain myself.

Okay well, there's a bunch here that could qualify

as incriminating, so...

Okay.

I did a series of very tasteful nudes

with Richard Avedon, in the 70's.

I see. Um...

This is really not in my job description so...

Why aren't they coming up?

What, do you have some kind of childproof lock

on this Internet?

Hm, nope, that would make my job very boring.

Oh, keep scrolling, please.

Alexis: See David, this is what happens when you wash your face

with a bar of motel hand soap!

It's a zit. People get zits.

I mean, I've always had clean, radiant skin,

but I'm an anomaly.

It's not a zit, David.

I think it's just my anxiety clogging up my pores.

And forming zits.

Oh! Ohhh my God, no!

- What is going on with you?! - I need to save this!

Wait, you're gonna put that on your face,

after it's been on the floor?

I don't even wear good socks in here!

Okay, there are things going on right now

that you don't know about.

Like what?

Like things I that can't talk about, okay?!

I know about your dandruff shampoo.

That is preventative,

and that is not what I'm talking about!

Moira: David! David, please!

Alexis: Hey! Wait, can you help me please?

- No, I can't help you! - Can you help me please?!

No! Moira: David, it's urgent!

What is it?

Darling, I'm afraid you and I have arrived

at an... awkward moment in our parent/child relationship.

I'd argue that moment happens daily.

It seems that there are some... nude photographs of me

- on the Internet... - Oh!

And I would like you to search for them.

That's a real quick no.

Um, you can ask literally anyone else.

No, I tried to ask Stevie,

but her computer is several years old,

and apparently quite prudish.

If someone has to find naked pictures of me,

better you than a stranger in a storm cellar!

- Is it though? - What's going on?

There are nude photos of me all over the Internet.

Um, are you sure you're not thinking of mine?

Nothing's coming up.

What search words did you use?

Uh, your name, and "nude."

Three words I thought I'd only have to type

if I was held at gunpoint.

Okay, try "effervescence."

No, I'm sorry, "small umbrella."

No wait, "Siamese eels."

Alexis: Oh... okay, no. There was nothing.

I don't see anything.

You don't understand, we must find them,

so we can then get rid of them!

Honestly!

Can no one find nude photos of me on the Internet?!

- Hey! - Hey!

Um, could I have like, a glass of water,

or if there's a tap outside, or like, a hose.

- I can get you a tea. - Thanks, Twy.

Between you and me,

I know how hard it can be to pay off debt.

My Uncle Ken only has three fingers now,

which is too bad, because he's deaf,

and he only speaks using sign language, but...

He made his choices. - Mhmm...

Ted: The amount of times that I run into you in this place

is like, out of a romantic comedy.

I'm sorry, what?

- Is everything okay? - Um...

Yeah, totally.

I mean, I have a pimple because I washed my face

with dirty hand soap, but, no biggie.

Yeah, just don't look at it.

Thanks.

One tea, on the house.

- Thanks, Twy. - No smoothie today?

No, not today, I um, I forgot my purse at home.

Oh well, if you want a smoothie,

I can get you a smoothie.

No, no, no, no, don't worry,

because then I would have to pay you back,

which is gonna be hard because my entire family is broke,

and we can't afford to eat right now, so.

Oh wow, I'm sorry to hear that.

Mhmm, me too.

Well hey, I don't know