Flaked

Hey, man! You're up.

Let's not jump to any conclusions.

There's coffee in the pot. Sumatra.

Mmm.

Like I've been in a coma.

Yeah. Heavy shit will do that to a person.

Yeah.

I can't remember the last time you made me breakfast.

- I think it was our honeymoon. -

So, man, have you thought about what you're gonna do?

With the store and with London?

Look, man, can I just... can I just eat this, and then we'll get into it?

Yeah. Yeah, man. Sorry.

It kind of makes sense, though.

What does?

She was always asking questions about you.

No matter what it was that we were doing, she would always bring it back to you.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, it really burned me up at the time.

Now that I know that she had sinister intentions,

I don't feel so rejected.

That's great, man.

Good for you.

You know, all things being equal,

there's a good chance that she might have gone for me instead of you.

- But I guess we'll never know. - I guess not.

- Police! On the floor! - Whoa, what the fuck?

- Oh, fuck, George! - Hey, man!

- Man, put the fucking gun down! - Whoa! Put the gun down.

Oh, my God.

Yeah.

Fuck, man.

- Geez. - Oh!

That was good, Chip.

Want a plate?

No, man, I'm good. I ate already. About a couple hours ago.

Didn't see you boys at the meeting this morning.

Right.

He doesn't want to talk about it. He just wants to eat his breakfast.

No, I get that. You can take a beat, circle the wagons.

What do you think, George? I think she's coming here to sue.

For what?

Wrongful death. Negligible homicide.

- Negligent. - Right.

Unless somebody killed you, that would be negligible homicide.

No, I think she's going to take him to court

and try to make him pay for what he did.

- I already paid my dues. - You did.

I stood in front of a judge and I admitted what I'd done... that I killed a man.

- Yeah. - I killed her brother.

And I... I never flinched. I never once tried to shift blame.

- No, you took it head on. - And I got the help that I needed,

and... and I got sober, and now, I help others.

You helped me.

Now, she wants to come here, years later, and... and...

What? Try to squeeze you for a few bucks?

Sounds like you guys got it all figured out.

- It makes sense. - It does.

Everyone's always trying to put a price on their emotional loss.

Is she stupid?

What do you mean?

Look, you said she was here for a payout, right?

I mean, after she tracked you down,

how long you think before she figured out that, you know, the well is dry?

Well, just because Chip doesn't have any...

just because it may seem that he has not accumulated financial wealth,

that doesn't mean that she can't put a line on him.

On what?

- Well, they could garnish his wages. -

What wages? They sold the store. You got nothing now.

Then, what is she here for?

She's here to haunt you.

- Like a ghost? - Mm-hmm.

She's just here rattling her chains.

Whoa.

That's...

That's kind of, uh...

Shit.

That's the only explanation there is.

You got any more of these fried potatoes?

Hey. It's me.

Yeah, I'm... I'm okay.

I... I still don't know. I... I just...

Yeah, just a bit more time.

I just... I wanted to call because... 'cause it's our big day, and, um...

I just wanted to let you know that I'm thinking about you.

No, David, I don't want to speak to your mom.

Hi! Hey!

How are you? How's the swollen ankle?

- All right, just don't split this time. - No way, man. I would never let you down.

Oh, hey. Let me get a number one Happy Meal.

Cooler...

Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm here to see Tilly.

Do you have an appointment?

Uh, no, but I'm... I'm her husband.

I'm sorry. She asked not to be disturbed.

Can you just tell her it's me and... and that I need to talk to her?

I'm sorry. She asked not to be disturbed.

This is important!

She asked not to be disturbed.

Dude, sounds like she doesn't want to see you.

- - Maybe next time just call her

so I don't have to drive us all the way out here.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry.

It's actually pretty hard to hear. It sounds like... are you at a party?

Oh, you... you went ahead with the reception.

No, no, no. Yeah. You... you did pay for the room. Yeah.

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

Okay. Gotta go.

...support and sign this, though, you know, thanks.

- Save Venice! Sign a petition. No? - No, thank you.

- Hey! I was going to call you. - Oh, yeah?

Yeah. What are you doing later?

Uh, nothing. Got no plans. Why? You want to do something?

A bunch of us are going to march down Abbot Kinney

to protest that hotel development.

- You should come. - Okay. Yeah. Uh, what time?

Here.

"Save Nice"? How do I... how do I do that?

So, you and Chip, huh?

Yeah, yeah. We got back together.

Mm.

Come on. Don't look at me like that.

- Like what? - Like that. Like I've been played.

I haven't. He's going through a legitimately tough time right now.

Yeah, okay. You mean the store?

Yeah, the store and... that's part of it.

There's just... There's a lot of other shit, too.

So...?

Look, he's not a bad guy, okay?

He's going through a lot of turmoil right now.

So, take it easy on him, yeah?

All right.

We can't blame other people for our own unhappiness.

- Did Chip say that? - I don't... Yeah, probably.

Right. Well, I have to go. I don't want to be late for the first day of work.

- Right. - See you later. Bye.

- Yeah. "Save Nice." - Yes!

I don't think I've ever counted to more than, like, six hundred before.

Whoa, man. Shit.

That's not a good sign.

Looks like they sold your store.

- I'm on it. - Sweet!

Cooler, I need you to run this over to Wiener-Kaufmann.

- What? Why me? What'd I do? - Well, you have a car.

And it's a job that even you might not fuck up.

Come on, man. I just got here. Check out that sweet spot I just kojacked.

Sorry.

Can't we email the box just to be more environmental?

No.

- Can I get gas money, at least? - Nope.

Hello, Chip.

- What the fuck are you doing here? -

That's no way to speak to a lady.

You're right.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Fuck, man. You're Vanessa Weiss.

The super agent!

I sent you a tape a couple years ago 'cause I'm, like... I dabble in stand-up,

but mainly my thing is, like, drama.

- A tape? - Yeah. I guess it's, like, ten years ago,

but did you get a chance to look at that yet?

Is there somewhere private we can talk?

Step out of my office.

- Do you...? Cooler... - Right, yeah. Sorry.

Hey, this has been a lot of fun. We should do it again.

And it's just an honor to meet V-dubs in the human flesh. Cool.

I heard you went up to the house to see Tilly.

Oh. I get it. You're here to do cleanup.

She can't help you, Chip. She feels terrible about the store.

I'm sure it's a real fucking gut punch, but she...

she can't use her relationship with Wiener

to influence the development one way or the other.

- She wants you to know that. - "Her relationship with Wiener"?

- She told you that she... - I didn't realize it was with Wiener...

- Oh. - ...until just now.

So, um... what were you doing up at the house?

- I want a new deal. - A new deal?

Isn't that what you do?

I'll talk to Tilly and see if we can fit something in.

No. This happens today.

Okay.

Wow. I don't remember you ever being this direct.

Desperate times.

- Hey! - Hey!

You good? Everything under control? Know what you're doing?

Yeah, I think so. Thanks.

Everyone's been really helpful, especially the boys.

- Cool. I'm here if you need anything. - Cool. Thanks.

Hey...

Sorry.

You and Chip, you dated, right?

No, we didn't date. We just hung out, really.

Well, made out, mostly.

But did you want more than that, or...?

I knew what I was doing. I'm an adult.

I didn't have to let myself get hurt if I didn't want to.

Yeah, but if he hurt you, you don't have to make excuses.