Die My Love

- Oh man. - Wow.

I haven't been here since I was a little kid.

I thought you grew up here.

Like round the corner.

I knocked my tooth out on that step.

Got me brain damaged.

It's not New York, but... it's ours.

- I think it's gonna be pretty sick, no?

Yeah?

- I could send for my drum kit? - - No way.

No?

My uncle was a hoarder. I didn't realise how much...

space there was in here.

It's peaceful.

I can just record an album out here so easily.

- Gracie! - What?

I found an office!

Oh.

You can write your Great American Novel up here.

Whoa!

What?

Um...

It's alright. It's just a little rat situation.

We should get a cat.

You can write all day, every day. Nothing but the birds singing.

How did he die?

Um...

I don't know.

Here we are.

We need a broom.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey! Where's your mommy?

Pumpkin, where's your mommy?

Oh, no!

Where's Mommy?

Oh, God.

Grace.

Mom wanted to stop by.

Oh?

I told her it wasn't a big deal. It's like a "us" thing.

And it's just for six months, anyway, so...

Mm-hmm.

I just feel kind of bad,

'cause I think she just wants the company.

I don't mind her coming.

It's weird. It's like she doesn't know how to function any more.

She's still cooking for two people. Did she tell you that?

It's too sweet.

Yeah? No, it's nice.

He liked it.

A real mom would have baked a cake.

Want another one?

Why is it so fuckin' hot?

"Why is it so fuckin' hot?"

"Why is it so fuckin' hot?"

It's always hot.

Boy's asleep.

Mm-hmm.

You wanna look?

How can you not give a shit about the stars, Grace?

Well, they make me feel like nothing.

I like they make me feel like I'm part of something bigger.

You like to feel like nothing?

No.

You know how many universes there are out there?

What are we doing in the different universe? Are we together?

Sure we are.

Am I a rock star?

Hmm...

Can you sing in a different universe?

Hey.

Yeah, I'm sure you're a rock star.

Do we fuck?

Uh-huh.

All the time?

Hey, what?

Do. We. Fuck?

Like rabbits.

Do you hear him?

No.

He's crying. Listen.

Grace, it's totally silent.

Am I boring you?

- Not you. - The universe.

Who gives a shit?

...a wild party mom...

I'm very well known as Big Bouncy, the over-the-hill party girl.

...swap lives for two weeks.

I hope you survive. Bye!

Nice to meet you.

We are two worlds apart.

I've never seen anything good come from alcohol.

I've never killed an animal before.

Oh, my God!

I'm talking!

I've never seen a more disrespectful child.

Does it feel like a girl?

What does a girl feel like?

If it moves more on the right,

then you're probably having a boy.

You didn't wanna know?

Mm-mm.

Grace, I...

I didn't find out what I was having either.

I think that's nice.

You didn't find out 'cause you wanted a girl.

Ha, ha.

Oh, gosh. He forgets to drink.

- Harry, you gotta have a drink. - - He's fine.

No, I didn't, I wanted a baby. I wanted whoever was in there.

Yeah? And you got Jackson?

Unlucky.

I heard that, Auntie Jen.

Are you off your food, Grace?

- Leave her alone. - You didn't eat.

Being pregnant makes your stomach shrink.

That's bullshit.

It's sucking on you every minute of the day.

Then you'll be famished. I couldn't get enough in me.

That never went away, did it?

You can talk. What's your excuse?

Never had a baby but always ate as though you'd just had triplets.

You know, Grace, if you get a screamer...

She's not gonna get a screamer.

Jackson was a screamer.

- That's a lie! - Jackson was a sweetheart.

The point is, if you do, let the baby cry.

Just walk away from it. Don't let yourself get tired, stressed.

That's a horrible thing to say.

Slow fuckin' death.

If you're not at your best, it's no good for anyone, especially the baby.

And a crying baby doesn't mean it's in pain.

It's the only way they have of communicating.

No, it's not.

People say that shit because they wanna walk away from their kid.

Anyway, all I do is take care of Harry.

- Barely. - If you need me...

- She doesn't. - ...we're just a walk away.

What you doing in here, Pop? Wanna watch the Grizzlies?

Wanna open some of those presents?

Whose presents?

For the baby.

No, I gotta sort out these shoes.

- Okay. - They're the wrong ones.

They look good to me.

- You had enough to eat, Mom? - Honey, I'm stuffed.

Would you get your dad something to drink, please?

Here you go, Pop.

No more pie.

Well, I'm stuffed.

Can't stop eating. It's the same every holiday.

Well, you can do it. You've always been skinny.

Grace likes me lean. Don't you, baby?

You can starve in January.

What are y'all doing? Why are y'all here?

This is Frank's house.

It's his house.

Harry, this is Grace and Jackson's--

No, this is my brother's house.

Sweetheart, Frank's not here.

Get out of my brother's house!

Jackson.

Harry.

Harry!

Did you find the right size?

Hello.

Hello.

Is it a baby?

- A baby. - A boy?

I don't know. I think, maybe.

It is.

Oh?

Don't leave him to cry.

I won't.

You know, when he comes, he's a cat.

He's a bear and a baby.

And he's you, he's all of you.

He's gonna be so funny.

Hi. Find everything you're looking for?

In life?

Any gas for your car?

- No. - Alrighty.

I love this stuff. Whatever they put in that powder, it's like magic.

It's two for six dollars if you want another.

- I'm good. - This one's four.

- And the other one is two. - I get it.

- No, thanks. - He's a boy, right?

He's so cute. Hi there, handsome.

Hi there, sweetie-pie.

- Does he have a name? - No.

We decided not to name him.

Oh.

How old are you, sweetie? Wait. Let me guess.

I'm really good at this. About six months?

Why are you talking?

Do you ever think about what you'll say or why you're speaking?

Or do you just open your mouth and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah?

In about 30 seconds, I'll be gone. We don't need to speak.