After Everything (Shotgun) (After Everything)

Whoo…

Hold on, take this.

Monique!

Monique. Mo-Monique! Don't hang…

- She lives in the Bronx - I know where she live at.

What about that girl Kaley? Remember her?

Oh man, nah, she got this…

…like, orangutan titties.

- Big ass titties. - Long ass…

- Come on. - Oh, damn, man!

I'ma tell you why we ain't get no coochie, like

- yo ass, always be like - Uh-uh. Uh-uh.

- As soon as you see it… - But you know you're talking…

- Shut up. - You… You wantme to shut up.

Ah!

What? Wait, what?

No, it's nothing.

Let's just try something.

- OK. - OK.

Sorry.

All right, come here.

Oh.

- You good? - Yeah.

OK.

Should we just stop?

No, I'm fine.

- Do you want to just go down on me? - No.

Hello?

All right.

It's fine.

The last time I had sex,

it hurt.

Hmm. It hurt where?

Do you think that could be an STD, I mean…

How many sexual partners have you had in the last year?

More than five?

More than ten?

It's around there.

Protected?

Yeah, I mean, um…

- It's OK. - Yeah, if we can find… Sorry.

OK.

Any problems urinating? Any bumps or lesions?

OK. I was still on the question part of the examination.

Moving right along…

It's actually, uh… It's a bit, kinda, higher up.

More in the, uh, the pube region.

- Mm-hmm. - Uh-huh.

Tell me if it hurts anywhere.

Yeah.

- Hmm. - What?

Ah, it's really nothing,

but just to be on the safe side,

I'm gonna order an X-ray.

Hey, you always come into Littleneck, right?

It's the sandwich shop on Franklin?

Sorry. Uh, Littleneck, right?

Um… Yes.

I work there.

Oh, cool.

You always get your sandwiches to go?

- Yeah, my office is around the corner. - Yeah.

Yeah, no, I recognize your headphones,

and you're very pretty.

Ow.

- I'm in the middle of a podcast. - Do you not like compliments?

We're strangers.

Semi-strangers.

I mean…

I know your favorite meat is ham.

- Are you a stalker? - No, I'm Elliot.

Hey.

Hey.

You know, um…

This is a great example of the dangers of podcasts.

What?

Well, no, don't get me wrong. I'm sure you're learning tons,

you know, listening to Radiolab, or whatever.

Broadening your horizons, and all that, but, um…

Now, you're missing so much stuff right in front of you.

You know, the, uh… The New York City texture.

New York City texture.

- Yeah. - Does that normally work for you?

- Why? You think it's a line? - I just think that…

Tinder has made you forget how to talk to girls in person.

And now, you're suffering due to no reception.

Maybe.

But last week, I met Roberto, an underwater welder

on the C train.

Did you know underwater welding is one of the world's most dangerous jobs?

So, you're the texture in this case, then?

The… ham-slicing waiter?

That's condescending.

I don't love my job either.

Who said I don't love my job?

- I… I just thought… - Oh, I hate it.

Actually, um…

I'm building an app.

Doesn't an app kind of…

get in the way of all the… textures?

OK, no, that's a valid point, but, um,

once I explain it to you, your mind…

is gonna be blown, I promise.

- Are you not getting on? - No. I'm the F.

Guess I'll see you at Littleneck, then.

What's your name? Also, your phone number, too.

That would be… That would be good.

Mia.

Yeah. We were gonna… transfer…

Hey Cheryl.

Hi.

How's it going?

Fine.

Durst's apartmentwas located 2 miles from where

the dismembered headless torso was initially discovered.

So, I met this guy.

Come hit this.

No, I'm good, thank you.

We met on the subway.

He actually works at the sandwich place near my office.

Awesome. Get us some free sandys

I can't. It was more of a…

interaction, I guess.

An interaction?

You know, like, talking.

- So hot. - Practically coming.

Wait, have you even had sex since you moved in here with us?

Never mind. You guys just…

go back to watching The Jinx. Again.

Look.

Tomorrow, at lunch,

go get a sandwich, and then get your dick wet.

One-stop shopping.

So, you see this shape right here?

- That's your pubic bone. - OK.

And you see this dark spot?

Uh… No, not… Not really.

That's…

a tumor.

It's… It's a tumor?

Yes.

You… You mean, like, "a tumor" tumor.

At your age, most tumors are benign.

- Which means harmless. - Oh, I… I know, um…

It's the malignant ones we need to worry about,

which is why I'm scheduling a biopsy.

But I don't want you to be alarmed.

Is, um…

Is Elliot working today?

Nah, he's out sick.

Business or pleasure?

Business.

I'm just gonna…

Pleasure.

Thought so.

OK, um…

- Ready? - Yeah.

- This is just the anesthetic, OK? - OK.

… doubt they sent one to surrender.

Cassie!

Cass!

Actual people. Oh, my God!

Welcome to Willits.

Cassie!

Cassie!

Yo.

Brought you a sandwich.

Martin thinks you're at Burning Man,

even though I told him you had the flu and to look it up,

because Burning Man was in August.

I'm out.

What?

Wha… Yo! Let's just stay home!

Smoke a bowl.

Do awful experiments.

It's something called Ewing's sarcoma.

When did you find out?

- Well, like, officially? - Yeah.

Yesterday.

Jesus Christ!

So what now?

Uh, so now, I go, and I see a specialist.

Oh, that's good that you're seeing a specialist, right?

Isn't it impossible to get into a specialist?

Wait, how did you know to go to the doctor in the first place?

You're like a human 20 Questions, huh?

I'm sorry.