YOU (You)

Love,

this is why you're not for me.

Once upon a time, I believed in love.

Sure, I'd been hurt before, but I'd learned from that,

and I wanted to fight for a fresh start.

The real thing this time.

So, boy meets girl,

boy knows this is a something special, and he thinks,

"Let me do everything I can to make this right."

So, I did.

I was brave.

I was vulnerable.

I won her the old-fashioned way.

I tried to do everything right

for her.

I knew you have to do anything for love.

So I did.

I did whatever I had to,

whatever it took.

I love you, Joe.

I love you too.

I heard about you and Candace.

You know, I thought we were pretty happy,

but she thought she could be happier with...

some guy in Rome, so...

It's just how she left so suddenly...

But she did not trust me.

So she started asking questions about the past.

Candace?

I think they dated.

Oh, they did.

But I can't say I was shocked when it didn't work out.

Who's Elijah?

Give me my phone, Joe.

- He's not your brother, I know that. - I don't love you.

I never have.

She started digging for stuff that should have stayed buried.

I picked wrong.

I made mistakes.

Love had made me blind.

Joe!

And now...

Joe!

...love turned to poison.

Tell me I'm crazy.

Tell me you didn't...

kill Peach.

Tell me you didn't kill Peach.

And when love dies, it really hurts.

The bottom line is...

she couldn't love me back.

And our love died.

I thought that was the end.

A sad story.

A broken heart I'd have to heal from to love again.

But no, there was more hurt in store.

Candace.

I think we have some unfinished business to talk about.

Yeah.

And so I realize this is what I get

for trying so hard.

I can't love again.

I can't risk it. It's too dangerous.

The only fresh start is a start

without love.

Cut!

We're gonna go again from the top. Quickly.

Nice.

Print that. We're gonna go again from the top.

This...

is what it's come to.

Love has taken me to dark places.

But Los Angeles...

has gotta be as dark as it gets.

When you're running from someone who thinks they know you,

the best place to hide is a city they think you hate

because, well, I do.

Hi, gorgeous people!

Just wanna say thank you. Wow.

Three million followers?

I'm honestly choked up thinking about how much I love each...

I'm closing my heart, like an out-of-business bookstore,

and I'm here for the moment where everyone is too into themselves

to ever connect with another person.

It's the worst city in the world and the last place I wanna be,

and that's perfect.

It's temporary.

Regroup, get some cash together, figure out next moves, go.

Never look back.

It's a chance to get back to who I really am:

a quiet guy...

...who just wants to lead a quiet life.

I've done time in uglier cages.

Welcome. I'm Delilah.

Will Bettelheim. Nice to meet you.

Your credit came back sparkling, Will.

Oh, good, good.

But I looked you up. You're not on the socials.

Like, at all.

Thought you might be some kind of freak.

Just not great at keeping up with that stuff.

Do you not keep up with brushing your teeth?

I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Okay.

I just have this vacancy on the first floor.

- Do you wanna see it? It's bigger. - I like the second floor.

It's quieter.

All right.

So rent's due on the third,

No loud music after ten.

Two pet limit.

And don't cook meth in your kitchen.

You got it.

You can keep the furniture if you want or just let me know

and we can have someone take it out.

The last tenant kind of left in a hurry, so...

hopefully it'll be better luck for you.

I'm in number one if you need anything.

That sounds great.

All right. See ya.

Home sweet prison.

It's uncomfortable, all of this.

But that's good, I'm detoxing.

Detox should be uncomfortable.

I've left so much behind.

And I know there's a side of me

that I let get out of control,

and now controlling is everything.

But, that said,

cold turkey leads to rebound,

leads to heartbreak,

if not crime scenes,

and posthumous best sellers.

Addiction management is key.

Ten minutes a day.

Do not fixate on any one person.

Do not get involved, do not even look them up,

because I know I can get swept up.

But that's not happening.

This is a fresh start.

In my dreams...

Beck's alive.

She forgives me for everything I did.

She apologizes for everything she did.

And she says, "Don't worry,

Candace is gone.

Forever."

But then I wake up...

and remember.

I think we have some unfinished business to talk about.

Okay.

Okay, let's go somewhere

and we can sit and talk.

As long as it's nice...

and public.

Are you gonna tell me what you want?

I'm craving French fries.

Candace...

- Hi. What can I get for you? - Fries, please, a side of ranch.

Vanilla milkshake.

You want anything, bunny?

- No. - Okay.

I'll be right back.

I want you to know I want it to stay gone.

I mean, you sure thought I was dead

or you wouldn't have just left me there, right?

I was prepared to count my blessings and never come back.

That's not how any of it happened.

So, anyways, there I am,

in a new town,

a new girl,

and I walk into this store,

and there's this book...

by a woman named Guinevere...

Beck.

You did it again, didn't you?

What do you want, Candace?

To kill you with my bare hands.

I'm kidding.

I could never.

I'm gonna go to the cops, and I'm gonna tell them everything.

Nope, sorry, not that either.

Too easy on you.

People.

People are predictable.

I cannot afford to be predictable.

My life depends on that.

But love, love is what kept me open,

alive, different, real.

And I also can't afford to do love, so you see my dilemma.

Lady, how many photos does it take? Come on.

Are you like, "Lady, come on.

How many photos does it take?"

Crazy thing is, she never posts any of them.

That's, like, gotta be a diagnosis, right?

Precocious, unsupervised kid who thinks she's not a kid.

Ms. Strauss secretly has six chihuahuas

so she walks them in shifts.

And you?

You are Will Bettelheim,

LA newbie.