Metamorphosis

I wanna make it work.

Hugh!

What?

The sink is broken!

I'll be right up!

What are you doing?

I'm just hanging signs!

- Is everything okay? - Yes!

Just give me a minute.

What are you doing?

- I'm just washing my jeans. - What's it look like I'm doing?

You've never done laundry in your life.

Yeah, well, new place, new beginnings, right?

Wanna go for a hike?

A hike?

Yeah, a hike.

It's what we're here for, right?

What?

You don't think we're spending too much time together?

It's just a walk.

- You said it was a hike. - Okay, it's a hike.

It's a walk.

We can do whatever you want.

I'll see you outside.

What's on the island across from us?

The government owns it.

No cottages, just trees and rocks.

It's pretty.

When we were kids,

Dave and I would swim there in the summer.

Right now, the temperature would wipe you out

before you reached the shore.

You're not gonna be doing much swimming, though, are you?

I can swim.

Never seen the likes of you around here before.

Don't think I've ever seen you around here before, either.

Most folks left for winter.

Hell, a month or two ago, at least.

Well, I guess we're not most folks.

You don't seem surprised to see us.

Most vacationers, they're not used to seeing hunters.

My wife almost stepped on one of your traps.

You plannin' on stayin' on this property?

For long?

My grandfather built it. I own it now.

I didn't ask you if you owned it.

I asked you if you intend on staying here.

Yeah, I guess I do plan on staying.

Ah, you'll leave eventually.

Winter will come and, well, you'll get cold,

and your pretty little wife here, well...

She'll wanna go back to the city.

What?

What is it?

I didn't say anything.

Okay, let me try to explain something to you.

Those guys back there?

They've been in the woods a long time.

They're all moonshined up

and they're carrying high-powered rifles.

You don't provoke men like that.

I didn't say anything, Hugh.

How long have we been married?

Not now.

How long have we been married, huh?

Six years.

So, what is it this time?

Was I too controlling, too angry, not sensitive enough?

Or was I too sensitive?

I mean, what did you want me to do?

Show those guys who's boss?

'Cause after six years, I'm a bit confused.

Do you want the controlling, angry asshole?

Or the sensitive pussy? Because you can't have both.

I just wanted you to be there for me.

You don't think I was there for you?

What is it?

That's not what I'm saying, Hugh.

You know I was there for you, right?

How long are you gonna punish me

for the mistakes of other men?

I deserve an answer.

I said talk to me!

You need to talk to me, Alyssa!

This would be much easier if we had WiFi.

The symptoms have been getting the worse the past few weeks.

Have you had any vertigo, prior to today?

Why haven't you been painting?

What?

I said why haven't you done any painting

since we've been here?

I don't feel like it.

I think you should go paint.

I think you should lie down and relax, Hugh.

I don't want to relax.

I'm tired

of relaxing.

I'm tired of feeling unappreciated,

and I'm tired of you blaming me for the life you don't have.

Anything else?

Yeah.

I've had enough of working 60-hour weeks,

taking the subway, back and forth, paying for our apartment,

water, power, groceries, supporting your stupid art career,

when nobody else did, and getting nothing in return.

Getting nothing in return?

Do you know how selfish you sound?

And that's an interesting way of looking at it,

because I remember you coming home late every night.

Yeah, the drinking, the smoking, the girls!

- Don't start with that. - No, what was her name?

Your social media manager.

Look, if you wanna leave me, then just do it.

But you and I both know

that you can't spend five minutes alone,

let alone go through life

without a man doing everything for you.

You better look in the mirror before you judge me,

because you're not the boy that I met in college.

What happened to you?

I'm doing fine.

- Really? - Yeah.

Is that why you're seeing a therapist?

I'm not seeing a shrink.

I saw the business card, Hugh.

You went through my things?

You bitch!

How did you get off work?