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- If I knew how it all ends,
I would've done things differently.
We risk losing everything
when our actions are controlled by our selfishness.
I used to believe love has no boundaries.
I guess I didn't know what it meant.
I would've stayed away from him.
If I knew how it all ends,
I would've done things differently.
No! No! No!
Mark!
Mark!
Mark!
Hold on.
- What the hell are you doing?
How was Boston?
What the hell's going on?
Are you sweating?
- A little bit, yeah, I was cleaning the house.
Why aren't you at work?
- We're waiting for some material to come in.
So the job got pushed back to tomorrow.
I figured I'd use the day off to clean.
- And that involves blocking the front door with the cabinet?
I forgot it was there.
I was upstairs, sorry.
- Why is it in front of the door?
So I could dust underneath it.
- That cabinet has sat there for four years
and suddenly you give a shit about dusting underneath of it.
It's still dusty.
- I know, I hadn't got a chance to get to it yet.
Was everything okay with Nina in Boston?
- Yeah, why wouldn't it be?
- I just thought you were supposed
to come home this afternoon.
- She had some work stuff come up, so I left early.
Sorry if that's a problem.
- So, what do you have planned for today?
What does it matter?
- I have something I need to do with Richie.
I was thinking maybe
you could take your car in to get serviced.
Maybe.
- Maybe you can also pick out a wall decal
so I can finish the baby's nursery.
Yeah, we'll see.
Can you move that cabinet back now?
Mark?
Mark!
Where's our mattress?
It's not here.
- No, I know that, but where is it?
Just relax, okay?
I let Richie take it because I bought us a new one.
You bought us a new mattress?
Yeah.
And Richie took ours?
Yeah.
Why?
His was rotting.
I figured he could take it
and we could upgrade to a new one.
Where's the comforter?
Why are all the pillows gone?
I gave those to him too.
- You gave all our bedding to Richie!?
He's my best friend.
I didn't really think you'd be so mad about it.
- And where have you been sleeping?
The guest room.
What's funny?
She was here.
What?
She was here, wasn't she?
Who?
- Naomi! Who the fuck do you think I mean?
She wasn't here.
- Stop lying to me, the car was parked down the street.
- Why would her car be down the street if she's not here?
- Oh, my God, you're still fucking lying!
A lot of people have that car.
- Stop fucking lying. - Listen to yourself.
- Shit! - You're paranoid.
- You let some crazy psycho bitch into our house
after you said it was over.
- It is over. Chill...agh!
- You fucking asshole, you fucking lied to me!
Sidney...agh...stop!
Sidney...
Sid...
I didn't mean to do that. - Don't you fucking touch me!
- Sidney, I didn't mean to push you that hard.
You're gonna pepper spray me?
What do you want me to do?
What's that?
Not this again.
Sidney, we've talked about this.
Sign the divorce papers.
Either sign the fucking papers
or I'm telling the cops that you hit me.
Yes?
Hey, did I wake you?
No, I'm driving.
Driving?
I thought you weren't coming home until this afternoon.
- Not anymore, I'm on my way back now, why?
No reason.
I just woke up, I thought I'd check in.
You never texted me last night.
- Well, Nina had to go into work
so there was no point in me staying.
What's your ETA?
11-ish
Fuck!
Mark?
Mark!
Hold on.
Mark!
What the hell are you doing?
- Answer the fucking phone, Richie.
What's up, Mark?
Heard you called out sick, you sick?
- No, I'm not sick, I just couldn't come into work today.
I fucked up, man.
I fucked up huge and I'm so fucked!
What you talking about?
I can't say over the phone.
I need you at my house right now to help me,
otherwise I'm fucked.
I'll meet you in a few hours.
- I don't think I have a few hours.
Sidney's outta the house now, but I don't know for how long.
She cannot find this.
She can't find this!
This about Naomi?
I can't say it over the phone.
Come on, man, I need a big, big favor.
You're the only one I can trust.
- This better be bad if I'm gonna risk my job for you.
It's fucking bad!
Is Marcel there?
Nah, he's out at Delmar today.
Okay, good.
Make something up, do whatever you have to do.
I wouldn't ask you if it wasn't serious.
- I could probably cut out during lunch.
Gimme like a half an hour.
Half hour...
Thank you.
- Carly, two of the usual please.
- Before you start pounding pilsners,
try this wine.
- What's it called? - Do you really care?
Nope.
Just pour it.
- Hey, Carly, who's the new bartender?
Naomi, my roommate.
Can you introduce me?
- Better stay away from that one.
Trust me, she's a heartbreaker.
Besides, you're in enough trouble with your wife anyway.
Oh, damn!
Can I get you guys some food?
What d'you like?
Nothing.
Then I'll have that.
Why are you still with Sidney, all you do is fight?
- She's got no one else, nowhere to go,
and now we're basically just two people who live together.
- Man, you need to kick that bitch to the curb.
I don't know, man.
When I look at her, I see the girl I fell in love with.
And then she opens her mouth and I want to choke her.
I'll be right back.
- I might have to give these two clowns a beat down.
The fuck you looking at?
- Hi, Carly said you just started.
You know Carly?
We come in all the time.
What are you, a lumberjack?
- A construction worker.
We build houses, offices, you know?
- Oh, yeah, where's your hard hat?
- Back at the job site, we're just on lunch break.
- Bad boy, drinking on your lunch break.
I guess.
- Has anyone ever called you that before?
- What? - A bad boy.
My mom.
- Stop harassing my roommate, Mark.
I'll be right there.
Thank you, Carly.
Try living with her.
See you around?
Yeah, you will.
What's the problem?
Should we get to work?
- Aren't you gonna ask what happened?
What happened?
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