Swimming with Sharks

Miles calling again.

Come on.

Keys to the guesthouse.

Night.

It's always warm.

Short sleeves in December.

And we can have a lemon tree in our backyard.

Promise?

Promise.

When, Mama?

Soon.

Hope you don't mind.

I ordered groceries and made breakfast.

Mole chilaquiles. You like?

Love.

Prosecco?

No.

Actually...

Miles has been calling nonstop.

Of course he has. He's terrified.

First time we went grocery shopping together,

I asked him to grab olive oil.

He picked the most expensive bottle.

$38.

I should've run then.

I grew up poor. I hate wasting money.

My mom and I never met a coupon we didn't like.

What do your parents do?

I never met my dad.

Same.

Your mom?

My mom's an artist.

Mine was an alcoholic.

I was a big distraction in her life.

Do you still see her?

Haven't seen her in 20 years.

You have a boyfriend?

No.

Are you and Marty...?

He listens to Pearl Jam

and doesn't know who Clifford Odets is.

Not my vibe.

Travis told me...

You and Redmond

back in the day.

Not willingly.

But it's a million years ago, so...

Did you ever tell anyone?

Back then, we didn't talk about things like this.

He's still manipulating you, calling the shots.

It is what it is, Lou.

And you better tell Travis

to mind his own fucking business.

- Understood? - Yeah.

I don't feel like working today.

I'd kill for a joint right now.

I have something better.

Come on.

Javier Bardem meets Joe Jonas.

Body of Chris Hemsworth, face of Danny Trejo.

Let me see.

Oh, my God.

I am so glad I'm not young anymore.

Dating apps are like Postmates for sexual fantasies.

You can order whatever you want.

You deserve so much better.

I'm not so easy to live with, myself.

An acquired taste, my mother used to say.

So what would you order?

Huh?

- Nothing. - Tell me.

I don't have fantasies anymore.

- I'm too old. - Bullshit.

Come on.

What's something you've never done you wish you had?

I don't know.

Uh...

Watch another couple have sex maybe.

You?

Let someone watch me have sex.

Let us watch you.

Over there.

Lou, I need to see you in my office.

This weekend

what happened...

I was upset.

I'm sorry, did something happen?

You said you were always fine with me stepping out...

It's a judgment thing, Miles, and it's just

so unbelievably disrespectful during this delicate time.

You know what? It's fucking hard.

It's hard living in your shadow.

Oh, please, don't play the victim!

- It's a massive turnoff. - You don't think this

pregnancy and miscarriage thing has taken a toll on me, too?

It's not just about you.

I know it's been a horrific three years,

which is why we're turning to alternative methods.

Yeah, with complete fucking strangers.