Unlovable

Hi. My name is Joy.

My parents named me

after the feeling they had when I was born.

That faded fast.

Peace out, bitches.

I'm good, how are you?

I'm good, how are you?

I love your bangs today.

I have a boyfriend too.

Is that a new baby? I love your baby.

And then he said, "I love you."

When I say, "I love you,"

what I really mean is,

"Do you love me?"

These are gonna look so hot in my coffin.

I actually wasn't always this miserable.

One time, in seventh-grade band,

I challenged Bobby Hendricks on the drums for first chair.

I fucking won.

That was the moment I peaked.

Mmm.

You know that huge, gaping hole in your soul?

Lots of people find ways to fill it up...

Drugs, booze, porn, food, gambling, shopping.

I've had my own ways.

This is Rob.

This is Greg.

This is Enrique.

But it's never enough.

I always need more.

You're the one.

You're the one.

You're the one!

Ooh... Oh, boy.

I'm a piece of shit.

I can't do anything right.

I couldn't even get killing myself right.

This monkey is an orphan,

separated from his mother since the day of his birth.

A soft cheesecloth pad

is his only companion

and his only comfort.

Once a day, the pad is removed for cleaning.

He may die for want of love.

Hello, we are unable

to answer the phone right now.

Please leave a message, and we'll call you back.

Hi, Mom.

It's me, Joy.

I'm just calling to see

if you wanted to do something for Mother's Day.

Doesn't have to be a big deal. We could go on a walk or...

-Hello, who's this? - Mom?

It's Joy.

Tell Dad I said hi.

Do you need money again? We can't give you any money.

No, I don't need any money.

I was just wondering if you wanted to do something

for Mother's Day on Sunday.

Oh, Mother's Day.

Your dad wants to go to Sonoma Raceway this Sunday.

Oh.

It's the Sprint Cup Series now.

You know he has to see it.

Do you have to go with him?

Mom?

Are you eating?

-Hello? - ...to make a call,

please hang up and try again.

Pierogies, please.

More pierogies!

- Action! - Today is brought to you by...

Wait, what do I-- today's show--

Today's show is brought to you by hugs, got it?

Okay, got it. All right, action.

I hug my family. I hug my dog.

I hug my best friend.

I hug a log.

-Cut! -Sorry.

Can we make sure her earwig is in?

Okay, guys, let's just hold real quick.

Okay, we're going again. Take 12 for Joy. Action.

- Yeah, love yourself! -Cut.

All right. Beautiful, beautiful.

Ben?

No, it's great. You're just so right

-for this character. -Thanks, man.

Get out of that hot suit, huh?

Everyone eventually nailed it.

-You were great. - Dang it.

Thank you very much.

[tense instrumental version of "Give Me A Hug"]

Hey, man, what are you doing this weekend?

No solid plans, man. What's up?

I'm shooting a music video up in the hills.

Sick ass mansion, infinity pool.

We need a black dude for the hot tub scene.

-Oh, snap, for real? -Yeah, are you down

to take your shirt off, hang with some models?

-Hell, yeah, man. -All right, man.

It doesn't pay anything, but, uh,

they got an awesome EP. It sounds so good.

-No, thank you so much. -Hey, you killed it today.

Oh, thank you. Blessings, blessings.

Great work, great work.

I can twerk.

I took a pole dancing class once.

I could be in the music video.

Monkey, come on.

I mean, you're too cute to be a booty girl.

Hey, no, don't get mad.

Look, I got you something, all right?

Hold on.

This is my promise to you that you're mine.

You're the one.

Thank you. I love it.

Hey, are we still gonna see your mom

this weekend for Mother's Day?

-I got a new dress. -Shit.

That's the same day as the shoot.

I just can't pass up this opportunity, you know?

Not at this crucial time in my career.

Why don't you go see your mom, you know?

-I love you. -

I love you!

-I love you! -

"Why don't you go see your mom for Mother's Day?"

Pierogies, please.

Babe.

Babe.

Hey, babe, which one of these headshots

do you think looks more "CSI"?

That one...

Or that one?

That one... Or that one?

-That one? -Ah.

Hi, monkey.

I'm gonna make us some pancakes.

Pineapples and pancakes.

Up, up, up.

Nobody ever got famous sleeping in.

You got pierogies.

I didn't want to.

Jesus Christ.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

I don't know.

I felt abandoned.

I promise I won't do it again.

Joy... God.

I got scared that you don't really...

No, that's not gonna work anymore, Joy.

You're the one, Ben.

I want you to be the one so bad.

Yeah?

Yeah? Did you fuck him?

We're done.

Ben. Please.

Get help.

-Bonnie, sex and love addict. - Hi, Bonnie.

Rick, sex, love, and fantasy addict.

Hi, Rick.

I'm Maddie, sex and love addict.

Hi, Maddie.

Well, I, uh...

This room is very special to me

because exactly eight years ago today,

I came crawling... Uh, for the second or third time

on my hands and knees for help, right here.

My childhood was fairly textbook.

Never knew my dad, and my mom was either

working or drinking,

sometimes drinking and working,

and my brother and I were starved

for her attention and love, and she never gave it.

And sometimes we were just plain starving.

I'd dig through the change jar

and go down to the store to buy licorice.

That was the only way I could get my brother to eat.

Never really learned what a healthy relationship could be,

and I just sort of started cycling

through one bad relationship after another.