We Spin Around the Night Consumed by the Fire

Oh, there's a woman in here

Who couldn't afford a Persian rug, so she painted one on her tiled floor.

The magazine is celebrating her ingenuity!

Well, it sounds like a creative solution.

A creative solution would be a lobotomy

to make one forget they like nice things.

It's all so bleak.

Goodnight, John.

Sleep well, sweetheart.

("Don't Cry Out loud" by Melissa Manchester plays loudly)

David, could you turn that down, please?

As if you think that's what I listen to!

David, Alexis, turn the music down!

- It's coming from the other side! - What?

Could you turn the music down, please?!

Hello?! We're trying to sleep in here!

Stop yelling!

I'm trying to turn the music down!

Stop banging on the wall!

David, stop yelling at your father!

Hello?!

Why is everybody screaming?!

Alexis, enough!

The music's too loud!

Then get them to turn it down!

Well, that's what I'm trying to do!

John.

John!

John, do you have any idea what a terrible night's sleep

does to one's face?

What, you couldn't sleep?

How could I sleep with that noise?!

What noise? They turned it off.

No, you... you just fell asleep,

and stayed asleep with no regard for my well being.

Now my eyes are puffy. Are they puffy?

No, they look like they usually look, Moira.

So now my eyes are usually puffy!

Oh Moira, they're fine!

These bags are like gypsy caravans, packed to the brim!

Oh my God, this can't be happening.

All right, I'll take care of it.

Could you turn the music down, please?!

My wife hasn't slept all night!

Oh! Hey, Johnny.

- Roland! - Hey, uh...

- Yeah. - What are you doing here?

Well, we're, uh, doing some renos on the uh, house,

so we're gonna shack up here until they're all done.

Um honey, don't hog all the hot water, okay?

- Thank you. - Jocelyn's here?

Y-yeah, no, Johnny's here.

Yeah, yes, I will say hi to him for you.

Jocelyn says hi, John.

You didn't hear us last night?

- Nope. - Banging away?

Now, whatever you and the missus do after hours,

that's your business, not mine.

On the walls Roland, with our fists!

And if you're into that kind of stuff, that doesn't bother me at all.

- All right, stop, stop! - That is fine. What?

- Stop it! What are you doing here?! - Oh!

I told you, our basement flooded.

You said "renovations."

Yes... renovations, because our basement flooded!

What? Yes, you're absolutely right, honey,

it is time that we asked Johnny to leave.

So Johnny, I think you should...

Is Jocelyn really there?

Did you hear that, sweetheart?

He doesn't think you're really here. Would you please tell him?

- Thank you! Satisfied? - Jocelyn?

Okay look, Johnny, unless you have a warrant, okay?

Jocelyn and I are gonna be shutting our door now.

- Jocelyn? - Okay, that's fine.

So you think Jocelyn's at the root of this?

Yeah well, I think obviously they... they... they... they had a...

they had a fight, Moira.

You know, I just don't know how she puts up with him.

And now he's living next door.

I've never pretended to like this motel,

but at least it provided a buffer between us,

- and those people! - Yeah...

How long do you think he'll be here?

Well, I hate to think.

Oh God, this is the last thing we need, John.

We're barely hanging on as it is!

Well, what does that mean, Moira? "We're barely hanging on?!"

I mean living in a space this limited, is trying enough on a marriage

without having Roland wallowing next door.

This is going to bring us to a breaking point!

Oh Moira, it's not gonna bring us to the breaking point.

I think we've done an amazing job since we've been here.

I mean, I barely remember an argument between us!

That's my point.

In a room this tiny, we've just got to ignore

the little irritants of the other, or you'd go insane!

Little irritants? What uh...

What little irritants? I have little irritants?

Yes, we all do.

Peccadilloes, cloying habits.

Like what, for instance?

All right, John. I...

I drink a little too much tea sometimes.

And that's it for you? You uh...

You drink tea?

Well, it calms me, so I suppose you would say

that's because I'm inclined to get nervous or insecure.

No, I would say you're sometimes a little defensive,

and uh, perhaps a tad paranoid.

That would only be after you've taken that condescending father tone with me.

- Father tone? - There it is.

You think I have a father tone?

John, I wish you could hear yourself talk. But of course you never do.

And that's the other thing I guess, I never listen to myself?

Look, it's by not engaging in this kind of tit-for-tat

that we keep our marriage afloat.

And you have no faults, other than drinking tea?!

John, I just admitted that I can get a little defensive.

But only when you act like a big child!

I act like a child?

Yes John, and now is not the time for you to throw one of your tantrums!

Moira, of the two of us,

I'm not the one who throws tantrums!

I will not engage.

I do not want to see him get the better of us.

And I'm sorry, obviously this has worked you up

into some kind of... fit of pique.

Okay, you know what?

I need some air.

That's another thing Mr. Rose, you never finish your fights.

Oh, this one's finished!

Stevie, you look like you would know about affordable housing. Is this legit?

Uh... it's an ad for an apartment.

I know, it's cute though, right?

I wouldn't really describe any apartment as cute in this town.

Hi...

Um, hi.

There's a collection of undershirts

hang drying outside of my room.

Um, is there any way they could be removed,

or is there like, a Texas Chainsaw movie

being filmed out there that I'm not aware of?

Actually, Roland is staying here for a few days.

- Ew. - That's disgusting.

What's going on over here? Let me see that.

What is this?

"Charming studio apartment for rent in lower SC."

What's "lower SC?" I thought this town was just one long street.

I am thinking about getting a place.

I have some money coming in, and it's just...

It's not really a cute look to be this age, and live at home.

No offense, David.

Okay, it's not like I have a lot of say in the matter.

M'kay well, you're a full grown man,

- who's much older than me, - Hmmm.

- living at home. So it's just a little - Mm-hmm.

- bit embarrassing. - Mmm, "available immediately."

I wonder if you could move out tonight?

Uh no, because I'm gonna be using my half of the room as a guest bedroom.

Ooh, better yet, you could sublet it.

I'm sure there's plenty of vagrants looking for temporary housing.

Speaking of which, David, I'm gonna need you to come

and look at the apartment with me.

Okay, why would I do that?

Because David, as an attractive, single female,

I don't feel comfortable going to look at an apartment by myself!

Well, what if the person who's showing you the apartment

is like, a super cute single real estate guy?

Mmmm... that person doesn't exist in this town.

Okay, well, if that's the case, then David, you have to come with me.

And if I like the place,

then you can have the whole motel room to yourself, okay?

Okay.

She's nuts. Um, if you could...

just figure out the undershirt

situation, there's just so many of them, and it's a lot for me.

- Bye! - You know, for my eyes.

Mm-hmm.

- Hey, Johnny. - Oh, Jocelyn. Hi.

- How are you? - Fine, thank you.

- Really? - Yes.

I couldn't help but notice that you seemed a little...

sad sack-y today.

Sad sack-y?

Well, maybe that's because your husband is

occupying the room next to us at the motel.

I thought he might end up there.

That's where we had our honeymoon.

Had a lot of great times in that room.

I don't think this is one of them.