Lamp Light

We're sorry.

You have reached a number that has been--

(dramatic music)

I'm sorry, but the person you called

has a voice mailbox that has not been--

Hi, you've reached the Mill's residence.

Sorry we're not home right now

to answer your call, but please

leave a message after the sound of the beep.

Beep. (chuckling)

Hello, this is Don Gos

with the Sabean Development Partnership.

I'm calling about an exciting new opportunity

that has come up in your area.

Due to recent changes in the market

the state of precious metals has never been lower.

We're looking for some daring partners

to help take advantage of this opportunity

and come out ahead.

If you worry about your future

and would like to become independently wealthy

please don't hesitate to call us at 678--

We aren't interested.

Hello? - Hi, yes,

is this Mr. Tyrell? - Yeah.

Yes, this is Don Gos

with the Sabean Development Partnership.

I'm calling about an exciting

new opportunity that's come up--

Are you a telemarketer?

No, no sir, I am a market analyst

looking for potential--

What's your name again?

Don Gos, sir.

I--

Can I ask you something, Don?

Yeah, yes sir.

Are you happy?

I don't know what you...

I-- - Are you happy?

Since you didn't immediately answer yes

I would assume you aren't happy.

And I can't blame you,

but here's the thing,

up until you woke me up about a minute ago

I was very fucking happy with my life.

I was happier than a fat kid on thanksgiving,

but then I had to be reminded

that there are people in this world

who make a living praying on idiots

too stupid to say "no thank you".

I am very sorry to disturb you, sir.

I was just-- - Just stop, stop it.

Stop.

I'll tell you what, I'll buy 10

of whatever crap you're selling

if you can answer me one question.

Okay.

How disappointed are you with how your life turned out?

Fuck off!

man, you're than box of owl shit.

Call me again, I'm going to find where you are

and shove this phone straight up your ass.

Whatever you're selling I don't fucking need it.

I don't fucking want it. (tense music)

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Dumb son of a bitch.

I hope you die in a fire. (talking over each other)

This is my mama's phone.

I am coming to get you man, you hear that?

How much of a piece of shit are you that this is all you do?

You just fucking call people at their home.

Get a real fucking job.

I'm useless, I'm retarded?

Fuck you!

Fuck you, you neon fucking colored cocksuckers!

I hope all of you fucking burn in fucking hell!

Fuck!

What the hell?

Shit.

God.

Yeah, well, fuck you too.

♪ Soft blue

♪ And green

♪ Stretch along

♪ Reaching the road

♪ Straight and clean

♪ A ravine

♪ Full with love

Not in a bad way though.

I like it.

It actually fits my mood.

Bad day?

Yeah.

I...

Nothing worth talking about.

Mm, don't clam up on me again.

I swear if you weren't so sweet all the time

I might think you didn't like talking to me.

No, I love talking to you.

I just don't like talking about me.

We've been flirting for weeks, Don.

All we've really talked about is Hank Williams

and what's the best weapon for a zombie apocalypse.

A proton pack.

It's a lightsaber.

And don't try to change the subject.

I'm sorry.

I don't mean to be evasive.

I'm not used to all this.

What do you mean?

It's just been a long time

since someone paid attention to me.

Why do you think that is?

I've been in a bad relationship.

I've poured all my time and love

into someone who just wasn't there for me anymore.

And instead of moving on I stayed.

But why stay?

Why crucify yourself, Don?

♪ And now can't see

Because sometimes living a lie

is easier than being alone.

Or maybe, maybe it's because I'm weak.

Maybe because I'm an idiot.

I don't know.

You're not an idiot.

I don't let idiots buy me coffee.

And I want you to buy me coffee.

♪ The sky is opening up

♪ Like I've never seen before

♪ The clouds trickle out of sight ♪

♪ I spiral into the other side

♪ The sky is opening up

♪ Like I've never seen before

♪ The clouds trickle out of sight ♪

♪ But I spiral into the other side ♪

You're going to the gym.

God dammit.

Man, don't do this.

You're just gonna come off weird.

What do you even say to her?

Her car!

Ask about her car.

♪ I'm gonna buy me a pistol as long as I am tall ♪

♪ I'm gonna buy me a pistol as long as I am tall ♪

♪ I'm gonna shoot poor Thelma

♪ Just to see her jump and fall ♪

♪ Going where the water

♪ Drinks like cherry wine

♪ I'm going where the water drinks like cherry wine ♪

♪ 'Cause this Georgia water tastes like turpentine ♪

♪ Yodelayheehoo

♪ Yodelayhee

(turn signal clicking)

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, no.

Oh.

Oh my god, the tunnel. (unnerving music)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No!

Get it together, it's going to be fine.

Useless!

Oh, god.

Goooooo!

(groaning)