Marked Men (2025)

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-Yeah?

-But it hurts.

All right. We got a couple

more sessions. You're good.

Hey, Sarge, get her going.

So, uh, what do you think?

-So f*cking cool.

-You know what I think, dude.

-I didn't expect anything less.

-Oh, you sick f*ck.

What is this?

-Come on, it's not ready yet.

-"Hooray for me and f*ck you"?

Jesus Christ. What are you

doing with this thing?

What do you mean

what am I doing with it?

Humpty gonna go on me.

Mm, okay, you're gonna

put it on yourself?

No, you're gonna do it.

Call me if you get bored.

-Yeah

-I'll call you.

-I have a number, too.

-Get home safe.

Un-f*cking-believable, dude.

Enough, listen,

we're going to the Emerald,

we're grabbing drinks.

-f*ck yeah!

-And we're all in, all right?

-You're in?

-I'm going, yeah.

Whoo!

Hey, hey, shots right here.

Right now. Let's go.

-Oh!

-There we go.

- f*cked up or f*cked?

- Move the f*ck on!

I prefer both.

Oh, hello. Hey, hey.

Who's got my f*cking whiskey?

Whoa, easy. Hey ladies.

- Yeah. Whoo!

- Cheers, guys.

To getting f*cking naked.

Hey, hey, stop.

Okay! Whoo!

You're Rule, right?

That tattoo guy

everyone talks about.

Jordynn

Jordynn?

-Nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you.

So your friends,

they do tats too?

Yeah, that's Lollipop.

She does photorealism

and portraits.

And that's Nash.

He's my roommate

and does geometrics.

And the kid?

Uh, Jasper.

He does traditional Japanese.

And that's Cora.

She does watercolors.

You know, I was thinking

about getting a tattoo.

Were you?

Maybe a butterfly

or something small and cute.

Like a little heart

or something here.

Or a music note

'cause I love music.

I mean, I could come by

the shop and just hang out,

look through one of those

little booklets or something.

We don't do flash.

We don't do flash art.

We don't do cover-ups.

We don't do repeats.

-Okay, Picasso.

-Let me give you some advice.

There are four reasons and four

reasons only to get a tattoo.

One, to honor someone

or something.

Two, because it's f*cking funny.

Three, because it says

something about yourself

you couldn't express

in any other way.

And four, because you

just really f*cking dig it.

All right?

Not because it's cute

or f*cking sexy,

or you want a butterfly.

All right? It's art.

It f*cking matters.

f*ck you. You're an as*h*le.

-You know that?

-That's the general consensus.

Cheers!

Hey, Rule,

Got a girlfriend?

Good morning.

You were so amazing

last night, mm-hmm.

So hot.

Oops, is this still on?

You know what that means.

Yeah, you're a little b*tch.

No.

-Oh.

-Oh.

Hello!

There he is. Whoo! Oh, Jesus.

-Sorry, am I

interrupting something?

-Oh, my God!

I thought you were single,

you f*cking d*ck.

I am single.

She's just a friend.

-What do you want, Shaw?

-Sunday, remember?

I've got coffee in the car.

But you're not wrong.

-He so is a d*ck.

-I'm not going.

Yes, you are.

Rome came in last night.

No, he didn't.

He would have texted me.

Well, I don't know

what to tell you.

Are you two f*ck really just

gonna stand there

-and talk while

he's butt a*s naked?

-It's no big deal.

She's friends with

my twin brother.

Nothing you haven't

seen before, right?

Not exactly. The piercing

is a nice touch, though.

Okay, you know what?

Get out, get out.

-Go. I'm coming. I'm coming.

-All righty, five minutes.

Five. Nice meeting

everyone, though.

-Yeah. See ya!

-Your family's waiting.

Um, hey, I-- I gotta go,

so if you want to leave your

number or something, then...

Excuse me?

Are you f*cking

serious right now?

You got to go?

-Yeah.

-Oh, okay. Cool.

No, I don't know,

thank you for last night.

You were f*cking awesome.

Or maybe we get lunch.

That would be nice.

-I'm sorry, all right?

-Or a cup of coffee!

Sundays aren't really

my f*cking thing.

What is your name again?

Suck my d*ck.

Hey, you piece of sh*t!

We should probably go.

Come back here, you little

b*tch! f*cking as*h*le.

f*ck you,

you f*cking c*cksucker.

I faked it anyway.

f*cking as*h*le!

-Charming.

-Yeah. Another satisfied

customer.

Dude, it's cold

as ba*ls in here.

-Don't you have heat?

-It's on.

-It doesn't feel like it's on.

-Well, it's on.

-Why do you even

drive this hunk of sh*t?

-Why do you care?

Because Mama Landon has

all the money in the world

and she'll buy you

whatever the f*ck you want.

Yeah, well like I've mentioned

to you a hundred times,

I don't need her money.

And I happen to really

like my car.

Okay, all right.

I'm gonna catch a couple

of winks.

All right? Long night!

It's gonna be a long day.

All right. Wake up, Romeo.

Time to go

And do me a favor,

try to be nice for once.

It was a long a*s drive here.

-Bearable!

-Casper!

Oh!

Look at you.

What's the good word?

What's the deal?

Classes are crazy, two jobs now.

And there's number three

if you count driving

that one around.

-I know.

I'm gonna go help. Okay?

-All right!

-What's up, good looking?

-Hey, baby.

-Come here.

-No, not the--

Come on.

You're hurting my hand, Rule.

You're hurting--

you're hurting my hand.

Oh, f*ck you.

Nice jacket.

That's fair. One second.

I'm seeing, like, f*cking

six of you now. Jesus.

I thought you

stopped drinking, man.

What happened?

I thought you're going to

California with Chrissy?

Yeah, yeah, we-- I--

I just wanted to come home first

and figure some things out.

You think maybe just once

you could show up and not look

like an unmade bed?

-Hey, Dad.

-A little respect for

the family would be nice.

Hey! He looks fine.

He looks fine. Come on.

Yep. Yep. Dinnertime.

-Hey, hey guys. Family dinner.

-Can you just stop?

- Can you just stop?

- Hi.

Everyone, sit down.

Food's almost ready.

Then we can eat.

Okay, let's say grace.

-Bless us, O Lord for thy--

-I'll do it, honey.

Bless us, O Lord,

these gifts we

are receiving today

through the Lord of our Christ.

Christ our Lord.

Christ.

Christ our Lord.

-Amen.

-Amen.

-Thank you, Mom.

-Mmm.

Bon appetit.

Remy was such a good friend,

wasn't he, Shaw?

Yes, ma'am.

He was so funny.

He told so many jokes.

He just made everybody

so comfortable in any room.

How long has it been

since the accident?

Three years, Em.

Three years?

Yep.

He was valedictorian

of his class, you know.

f*ck. Mom.

- It's okay.

- Oh, Jesus.

-I'm sorry.

-f*cking Christ!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

How many times are

we going to do this, huh?

I mean, how many f*cking

wakes can one family have?

- You guys, I apologize.

- No, no, no.

Mom's so f*cking high

she just fell out of her chair.

Are we not going

to talk about it?

Are we just going to pretend

like it didn't f*cking happen?

-Leave her alone.

-I'm just wondering, Dad.

What do we do?

What do we f*cking do?

What are we going to do?

-Rule, back the f*ck off!

-No, what are we gonna do?

She needs help.

-Leave it alone.

-Are we gonna just let it go?

Mom, you wanna f*cking drink?

Let's drink. Here. Let's do it.

Don't f*cking do this, Rule.

-What are you f*cking doing?

-Let's f*cking drink.

-Back the f*ck off.

-No, I'm just trying

to drink some g*dd*mn

wine with my mom.

- Every time! Every time!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey!

-You get out!

-Hey! Hey!

-You get out.

You come here every time.

-Hey, hey, enough!

-Enough.

-You get out and you stay out.

Come on, get in.

We don't have to talk.

You're gonna hitchhike

a hundred miles in the snow?

Really?

-You don't got to tell me.

-I wasn't going to say anything.

My parents preferred him,

always did.

They love you. They're just--

They're in pain.

And you got to admit,

you are kind of hard to love.

-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah. I mean, you run away

to make sure

no one comes near you.

-Is that what I do?

-Yeah.

I mean, any time anyone tries to

get close, you change direction.

-Thanks.

-You're welcome.

Yeah, I appreciate that.

I'll keep that in mind.

Good.

Oh, boy. Here we go.

Do you want me stop?

Yeah.

Drove this road

a thousand times.

I was wasted and I...

just had to ask him

to come pick me up.

Stop blaming yourself.

It was an accident.

Hey, thanks for driving.

Of course.

-Service with a smile.

-No, I mean it.

You didn't have to.

And thanks for picking me up.

But you don't got

to come no more.

No?

Nah, I'm done.

Can't do it anymore.

Okay.

So, see you around?

If you don't give me some

f*cking a*mo right now,

I'm going to f*cking

kick your a*s.

Hey, how'd it go?

-Shitty. I'm exhausted.

-Oh.

God, I get there and there's

this is girl in his bedroom

literally buck naked.

-Really?

-And then we get

to his mom's house

and he throws another one

of his legendary fits.

Rule? Wow, I never

would have guessed.

Dude, I don't know why

you put up with his sh*t.

It's not like you like

him or anything, right?

Yeah, what kind of

question is that, Ayden?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Hold on a second.

You totally do.

-No, I don't!

-Oh, my God. Look at your face.

-You so f*cking like him.

Yes, you do.

-I don't.

Yes, you do.

Holy f*cking sh*t. How long

has this been going on for?

Am I the only

person who knows?

Does Gabe know?

Nobody knows!

No one knows. Okay?

I mean, I still remember

the first day I saw him.

I was going up the stairs

at his mom's house with Remy.

And I saw him and it was

like one of those dolls

where you press a button

and their legs just collapse.

Dude, you've had it bad.

Oh, my God, baby girl.

What about Gabe?

Oh, we're. Uh, taking a break.

Really? Since when?

Oh, I don't know,

like three weeks ago,

a month maybe.

-Three weeks?

-Mmm.

Holy sh*t, how is he taking it?

Oof, not good.

You know, he's just--

I mean, he's super nice

and attentive on all the right

things, but just--

he pushes, you know?

And I couldn't do it.

-I couldn't give him

what he wanted.

-No sex?

Well, you know what

I think you should do?

I think you should do exactly

whatever the f*ck you want,

not what your mom wants,

not what the Archer's want,

not what Gabe wants,

-but what you want.

-Says you.

I've never seen you with anyone

longer than five minutes.

Yeah, because that's how long

it takes me to hate them.

Jesus, I don't like anybody.

But the second I do

see someone I like

you better know

I'm jumping on that sh*t.

I know.

Oh, so...

-So?

-All right, let's weigh it up.

Gabe is smart and rich.

Your mom probably loves him.

-Oh, loves. It's insane.

-There you go. Great.

But, Rule.

-Rule, what?

-Rule is...

He's nasty,

but like in a hot,

broody kind of way.

You know what I'm saying?

He's, like, sexy

and unavailable,

but, like, in a nice way.

-And pierced.

-He's pierced?

-Mmm.

-Where is he pierced?

Holy sh*t, b*tch.

Yo, I'm not going to

give any spoilers, but, yo.

Oooh, okay.

Yeah, I get it.

I think you can turn him around.

Yeah, he doesn't

even know I exist.

I mean,

he still calls me Casper,

for Christ sake.

-Casper, the friendly ghost

that can't even scare people.

-Mm-mm.

-Mm-mm.

-Besides, he's got like

a million girls.

b*tch, you are amazing.

Are you kidding me, Casper?

Yo, that sh*t is fire.

Casper I bet it would look

very sexy in lingerie.

You know,

a little over the shoulder,

like, hey, it's me.

I'm all grown up now. Boo.

You don't-- you don't see that?

Don't you dare

say anything to him.

I'm not gonna say

a f*cking word.

-Aye? Aye, look at me.

-Mom.

-Look at me. Look at me.

-Can you come pick me up?

I'm so f*cking serious.

Not a word.

You're so mysterious.

-What the f*ck is up, playboy?

-Hey, what's up?

What up, lady-k*ller?

Oh, yeah. Look, who's talking.

-I might just go

home at this point.

-Oh, shut the f*ck up.

-You get every single girl.

-I've got shots.

-Oh, Jasper.

-Jasper.

-Yeah, coming through.

-Well done, Pony Boy.

-Rock the Jasper.

-Hold on, hold on.

Hey, this one's on the house.

Ooh!

Casper? Did you get

a f*cking job here?

Usually I have Sundays off,

but my schedule opened up.

What are you guys doing?

Chasing girls?

-What's your name?

-They'll tell you.

Jet, this is Shaw.

Shaw, and Rule,

they grew up together.

-Cheers to that.

-Cheers.

I don't care what everybody says

about you, dude.

-You're a good guy.

-Shaw, take a shot with us.

Take a shot.

Take a shot. Take one!

Take one right now.

- f*ck Rule.

- f*ck Rule!

Never mind, Shaw,

these ones are on me.

-Can I talk

to you for a second?

-Mm-mm

Just make it up

to me in tips, yeah?

And we'll be right back.

-What the f*ck

has gotten into you, man?

-That is Casper?

The one you complain

about driving with?

Bro, if I was in a car with

her every single weekend.

-Do you want me to--

you want to paint a picture?

-The back way.

-And what would you do?

-Give it to the driver.

Would you f*cking stop?

I think I'm asking

for all of us.

Why do you even call her

Casper in the first place?

Remy brought her home.

They were studying together.

-The first time I saw her,

she was coming down the stairs.

-I'm so hard.

She was this tiny little thing,

f*cking skinny.

And I said, "Bro, you gotta

give her something to eat.

This girl is f*cking pale.

Like a ghost."

-Casper the friendly ghost.

-How sweet.

-I'm here for you,

if you love her.

-f*ck you!

Hey, hey, Casper, wait.

-This place is no good for you.

-Oh, is that right?

-Yeah.

-How do you know what kind of

place is good for me?

-Because you are a good kid.

You should be in school.

-A kid?

You should be studying.

These meatheads are going

to be all over you.

So what if they are?

What do you care?

You come for money.

You don't need any of this.

Well, my mom has money.

I have tips.

Would you just leave me alone?

Look, unless you want

your a*s carried out of here

by a very big bouncer,

I'm gonna suggest you move.

She looks hot

when she's angry, man.

I'm gonna get blasted

and then bombed.

Hi!

Hi. I have information for you.

-It's pretty f*cking good.

-All right, what is it?

Well, it has to do with our

mutual friend over there.

Doesn't she look hot?

Excuse me, Rule,

are you going to introduce me

to your beautiful friend?

Uh, Ayden, this is my

dumb piece of sh*t friend.

My dumb piece of sh*t friend,

this is Ayden.

-Hey, Ayden, I'm Jet.

-Hi.

Nice to meet you.

You need another beer.

-Interesting girl.

-Wait!

-Casper!

-Shut your f*cking mouth.

-Casper!

-It's set time.

-Let's go. Come on, Jet.

-There he goes. There he goes.

Rock on, dude.

-Look at you.

-Gabe, what do you want?

Your mom told me

I'd find you here.

I bet she did.

I missed you.

It's good to see you.

Look, I'm working.

I really can't do this

right now.

You said you'd give me

some time.

Okay, I got it.

I just came by to see

if it was too early to talk.

Not yet.

Look, I don't know

what I did wrong,

and it is driving

me crazy, okay?

-Yeah.

-I just like older women, guys.

Hey, I'm just crazy right now.

I have a lot going on.

Okay. Okay.

Hey, Shaw.

-Did you just signal me?

-No.

-I thought I saw you wave.

-Did you?

Yeah. Whoa. Who's this, uh,

Make-A-Wish George Clooney?

Yeah. We're kind of

busy right now, pal.

-Why don't you take off?

-You don't look very busy.

-Just go sit down. Come on.

-Are you still here?

Yup. That's the f*cking

problem, man. Always here.

I turn around,

and I'm right back where I was.

-I'm not going

to ask you again, pal.

-Pal?

-Yeah.

-Damn. You can't do that.

See, if you keep

using the same word...

-Yeah?

-...you just sound stupid.

- Don't do that.

-You don't wanna sound stupid, do you?

-Try "friend."

-You're not my f*cking friend.

-How about "brother?"

-Nah, f*ck you, brother.

Yeah, you like that?

What about "f*cking as*h*le?"

-Yo, who the f*ck is this f*ck?

-I like that one. Yeah.

Gabe, this is Rule.

Rule, Gabe Davenport.

You're Rule?

Yeah. I knew

I wouldn't like you.

Shaw, didn't you say you

broke up with this doorknob?

-Shaw, you told him we broke up?

-Yeah, she sure did.

-Everyone here knows, bud.

-Everybody?

-She doesn't want

to be with you.

-Yeah?

But the good news is,

consolation bus right out front.

-Oh, yeah?

-Okay, okay, everybody relax.

Everyone relax.

Let me buy you a drink,

you know?

f*ck him up!

Get off me!

Did you like that?

-Take your hands off me.

-f*ck you, bro.

-You a*s-f*ck!

-Don't you touch me ever!

-Yeah, f*ck off.

-You f*cking pussies.

Oh, God, he's fine.

Are you two dating?

-Nope.

-Are you hooking up?

-No.

-Well, then can I get

his number?

I think I might want him

to degrade me later.

Would you just give me a second?

I'm trying to cash out here?

Sorry. I just don't want that

stallion going to waste.

Knowing him, it won't.

I guarantee Shaw

will be sure to let Rule

know that you wanna

smash next time she sees him,

but the more important

thing is what are

we gonna do

next weekend for your birthday?

Another pretentious rich guy

who's pissed off about a girl.

-Yeah, groundbreaking.

-Whoo!

Move, baby. Ah!

Let's go, guys.

Oh, sh*t!

Yo, Jasper.

Jasper!

What the f*ck are you doing?

You like it?

Yeah. That's a two-man job.

All right? I got

rigging gear at the shop.

Get up there next time.

-Fine. But I wanna finish.

-Okay. We will.

Yo, bro.

Earth to Rule. You good?

-Uh, yeah.

-Let's get the f*ck

out of here, man.

It's late, bro.

We crushed this sh*t,

but let's go.

Hello, darling.

Gabe called me.

You really should

patch that up, you know?

You're not getting any younger.

He loves you, Shawberry.

He really does.

And he's a good one.

And what's the worst

that can happen?

Something goes wrong

and you're set for life.

I don't care about that.

Well, you should start.

Be smart, pumpkin.

I've been rich

and I've been poor.

Yeah, I know. Rich is better.

It is. I know you don't want

to be anything like me.

You hate me for the way

I got my money, but let me

tell you something.

All I'm saying is don't be

stupid with your life.

Find someone rich.

And when you do,

turn them upside down

like a Christmas tree

and shake them until all

their ba*ls fall off.

By the way, have you spoken to

your philandering father?

I can't do this right now.

I'll call you later.

Call Gabe.

Happy birthday!

Let's go!

It's not till tomorrow.

I don't give a f*cking sh*t.

Yeah!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

-We are going

to Club Lo Do, baby.

-Oh? Who is we?

We is all the girls.

It's gonna be f*cking sick.

Seriously,

I got us bottle service,

lights, the DJ.

-I don't know about that.

-What?

I'm not really a bar person.

-Plus, I have midterms.

-Midterms?

Midterms that I have

to study for.

Are you f*cking

kidding me right now?

Shaw Landon, I will slap the

living f*cking sh*t out of you.

Do you have any idea

how many f*cking shifts I had

to pull for this sh*t?

Dude, you're acting

as if you're turning 50.

Even my f*cking

50-year-old mother.

parties harder than you do.

You better get on f*cking game.

I don't know.

Really, I just, uh--

No, "Oh, you don't know."

Yeah! Whoo!

-Adding up. Adding up.

-Yo, more shots!

You know what?

I have a feeling that tonight's

going to be your night.

How you supposed to know that?

'Cause look at you.

You're gonna get laid, b*tch.

I don't know.

Yo! Somebody bring me

some champagne! Let's go!

I think

it's somebody's birthday!

It's my f*cking birthday!

Wait, hold on.

I'm getting a phone call.

I think it's for you.

Hello?

Your ride's here? Oh, sh*t.

Go forth. Go f*cking forth!

I'll be back.

Come on.

You okay?

Jesus Christ.

-Casper, hey.

What's going on?

-Hey.

It's good to see you.

What are you doing here?

You hate these places.

Birthday.

Oh, sh*t. Look at that.

-Happy birthday, Casper.

-Thanks.

Look, I'm sorry about

how I was at the Emerald.

It's not my place

to throw a monkey wrench

in your relationship.

I really can't tell if

you're being serious right now,

but if you are, thanks.

No, I'm serious.

He's great. I love the dude.

I mean,

Gabe's like my best friend.

-You are so full of sh*t.

-All right.

Look, hey, I--

I'm gonna get out of here

You, uh, you want me

to walk you home?

No, um, I've gotta stay.

I've got Ayden and everybody,

so...

Okay, cool.

Hey, good seeing you.

Happy birthday.

Oh, hey. Excuse me.

Sorry about that.

Wait! Okay, I'll go.

Just, um, give me a second

to get my stuff, yeah?

Okay.

Ooh.

I just...

-So, remember that

feeling you had?

-What?

The feeling about like maybe

going home tonight?

Well, he kinda wants to take

me home right f*cking now.

-Who?

-Who?

Rule? Holy sh*t.

-Oh, my God.

-I know, but that's like--

it's like code, right?

-Right?

-Yeah. Yes.

-He doesn't just wanna

actually take me home?

-No, no, no, no.

He wants to take you home

and do absolutely unspeakable

things to your body.

Are you ready, though?

Yeah, I think so.

-Wish me luck. I love you.

-Mwah.

I'm gonna

wish you more than luck.

Make good choices.

I love you. Mwah.

You know, I might not

be the only one getting

lucky tonight.

f*ck off.

You know, snowflakes

have six sides.

-Really?

-Uh-huh. Call them arms.

That's weird.

Yeah.

Water molecules are

shaped like V's.

So when they freeze,

they're hexagons.

Wow. You are so smart.

What are you doing?

Why are you laughing like that?

I'm not doing anything.

Well, whatever you are doing,

you should stop

because it's f*cking weird.

Having fun?

So much fun. You should try it.

-No. No.

-Yeah. Try it.

-Try it. Try it.

Try it. Try it.

-No. No. I don't want to, Shaw.

Stop. What the f*ck is wrong

with you tonight?

-Jesus Christ.

-Oh, you'll find out.

What?

What are you staring at?

Me and Remy used to

do this when we were kids.

Do what?

-That was so good.

-Thank you.

What are you doing?

Don't do it, Snowflake.

-No.

-Have to.

-Hey, Snowflake. Uh-uh.

-Uh. Watch me.

-You ready? Ready?

-No. Stop.

I'm gonna do this,

and I'm gonna k*ll it.

Casper!

Don't, don't, don't, don't.

Casper. Oh, my God.

You good?

I'm okay. Are you okay?

Yeah. You nitwit.

Come on. Let's go. Snowflake.

All right, I gotta find my keys

and then I'm taking you home.

You know, I've never

been in here before.

No?

I always come up the back.

Nice.

So, this is where

the magic happens, huh?

Yup.

What are these?

-Tattoos.

-Tattoos?

Yours?

Mm-hmm.

Maybe I should get a tattoo.

I was thinking something

maybe, I think, here.

Or maybe something

like right there, you know?

-Maybe you should think about.

-Oh, you're no fun.

Shaw.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

-Seriously, what are you doing?

-What are you doing?

-Stop.

-Stop what?

Okay, okay, stop. Stop!

Stop! Stop! That's enough.

Party's over.

All right, party's over.

I'm taking you home.

Meow.

You want me to be a cat?

I can be a cat. Rawr.

Rawr.

Shaw.

Oh, you didn't even get me

a present for my birthday.

I will get you--

I'll get you a present.

Shhh.

You listen to me, Rule.

I've loved you

from the moment I met you,

and I've loved you ever since.

I'm not pretending anymore.

-Shaw, this is so wrong.

-You and me.

I want you to be my first.

But I'll tell you what.

You tell me there's nothing

going on between us,

you tell me you don't

feel the same way I do...

I'll stop.

Casper?

Nash.

Of all the people

I would have guessed

to be coming out of that room,

you wouldn't have

made the top 100.

-But you look f*cking awesome.

-Thanks.

Hey, Casper.

Hi.

You hungry?

God, no, I am so hung over.

I want to crawl into a hole

and never come out.

Thanks.

Look, I know this is weird.

No, no, no.

Weird is pancakes and sushi.

This is f*cking mind blowing.

This is ground shaking.

I know.

I don't know about that.

I kind of see it.

It makes total sense to me.

-What happened?

-What happened?

What does it look like happened?

I mean, she's in

her bra and panties, dude.

I don't know, but I have to go

before anyone else sees me.

Especially him.

-You all right?

-Oh, she's more than okay.

She just had a night

full of d*ck.

Shut up, Nash.

Oh, don't forget your clothes

on the way out, huh?

Very funny.

Wow.

-How was last night?

-I don't wanna talk about it.

Saw Casper leaving.

-How was she?

-I said I don't want

to talk about.

How you feeling?

-Dog sh*t.

-Nice.

Have some of this.

It'll save your life.

Mm-mm.

So?

It happened.

Nice. f*ck, yeah.

How was it?

Strange.

We walked back to his place.

Had sex.

That's all I'm getting?

Two sentences?

You better start

from the beginning,

run me all the way through

to the end

with all the details,

leaving nothing out, slowly.

Well...

at first it seemed like

he wasn't really going

to go for it.

f*ck you mean he

wasn't gonna go for it?

I don't know.

I was sending some pretty strong

signals, believe me.

I basically crawled into

his lap and forced him.

Not forced him, but, you know.

-Huh?

-And I, uh...

meowed like a cat.

-You meowed like a cat?

-I meowed like a cat.

-What do you mean

you meowed like a cat?

-Like, physically...

-Wait, what it--

-...it was just sort of

like, rawr.

-Wow, okay.

-Yeah.

Strong.

But then he relaxed

and it was... great.

-So, sex was good?

-Yeah.

Okay, cool. Did you...

-I think so.

-You think so?

All right,

you think so or you know so,

which is a no.

So, I'll let you know

it gets better.

Um, what about him? Was he good?

He was amazing.

So incredibly sweet and gentle.

It was-- he was perfect.

It was everything I wanted.

Wait, there was no hair grabbing

or like a*s smacking

or choking or anything?

-No.

-No, just-- just--

just nice and gentle?

Nice, cool, cool.

Um, yeah, you could

build up to that.

Uh, ac-- foreplay?

-Maybe.

-Now we're talking.

No, it was--

it was great, but then...

I woke up in his bed

and reality hit me.

Time to go.

The clock struck 12

and it was over.

And I realized that

I was just another thing

that happened.

And I don't know.

-Maybe I'm just stressed.

-No, no, no, no.

It's okay, trust me.

I mean, he's just my type.

He always has been.

Him, exactly.

You think I think

he really likes me

and I'm gonna be his girl.

We slept together and that's it.

And it's not

going to work out

and I know that.

It's going to be weird

and awkward

and I'm going to have to go

back to being just Casper.

Another one of his conquests.

All right. Ugh.

Personally,

I think he likes you.

All right? But like you said,

you guys slept together.

It's not like anybody

made any promises.

I know, but that's the thing.

He slept with a thousand girls.

Why would he ever go back to me?

No, no, no.

You can't think

of it like that.

It's not like you

said I love you or anything.

What?

-Mm.

-Oh, my God.

-Oh, my God. You did not.

-f*ck.

I-- something like that

may have slipped out.

Slipped out?

What the f*ck did you say?

I may have said that I love you

and have always loved you

and would always love you.

Ah, okay. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Make it stop. Make it stop.

Okay. What the f*ck?

What the f*ck were you thinking?

I know. It's bad.

This is awful, isn't it?

The second you say

anything that is remotely

intimate to guys,

they run for the f*cking hills.

-I know.

-You gotta make these men

work for this sh*t.

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay look.

The win here is that you

slept with a guy you like.

Cool.

And you are cool

and you're awesome

and you have a nice hair.

Is that c*m?

I feel like you

don't want me to answer that.

I can share.

Share? Share?

-No. No. No.

Oh my God. Get away.

-Be sticky with me.

Take a f*cking shower.

Go, go, go, go, go.

-Ow, ow. Oh, head pounding.

-Go.

My brother

would have loved this.

Thanks for doing it.

My pleasure.

You know I knew Brian, right?

He was a couple years older.

We both went to Perse.

Oh yeah. Yeah.

I forgot about that.

He was a good dude.

Freak f*cking athlete.

They say the mine

that he stepped on

could've taken out

half a city block.

Jesus Christ.

It's crazy.

Somebody could be right

next to you your entire life

and then just gone.

Does it get easier?

No.

When Remy died,

half of me died with him.

And I just knew

I'd never be happy again.

Hey.

How you doing, Rule?

You seem weird.

Yeah. I just can't get

this girl off my mind.

The one from the Emerald bar?

Yeah. She's off limits, though.

Can't stop thinking

about her though?

Nope.

You should go for her.

You should go

for what makes you happy.

-Well, well.

-Is she here?

Yeah. Come on in.

Uh, you can just

make yourself at home.

I'm gonna check on her.

Yeah?

You have a visitor.

-Who?

-What do you mean who?

It's Rule!

-b*tch, it's Rule!

-Oh my God. What did you

tell him?

Oh my God.

I didn't tell him anything!

-You need to tell him something.

-Well, he's standing there

right now.

-What do you mean

he's just standing there?

-He's just standing there.

What else

was I Supposed to say?

Something. Anything.

Literally anything.

-Give me an adjective,

a noun, and a verb.

-Tell him that I'm--

I don't wanna get involved in anything.

I don't wanna get involved.

You're my best friend

and I love you so much

and you're gonna handle

this for me because love you,

love you, love you.

She just needs a second

f*ck!

-Hey.

-Hey.

I'm gonna go read

a book somewhere.

Good idea.

Sit down.

I just want to apologize

for the other night.

-It was a mistake.

-Okay.

And I should have called,

but I didn't.

It's all right. I get it.

We didn't make any promises.

Yeah, look, I just--

I don't want you

to be pissed at me.

And I don't want to lose you

over some stupid sh*t.

I just wanna be cool.

And you're important to me.

-I am?

-Yeah.

Been thinking about you a lot.

So what do you want to do?

I don't know.

You wanna keep sleeping with me?

No. No. I mean...

of course, yeah, but--

look, you're a great person.

And I care about you.

I really do.

But I can't

do the boyfriend

girlfriend thing.

I'm too messed up.

Look...

look, it's just--

it's never gonna work out.

Can I ask you something?

If you saw me with another guy,

would you be okay with it?

No.

And what about you?

You dying to see other people?

No.

-But you wanna see me?

-Yes.

So, you wanna be together,

you just don't wanna

call it that?

Look, I-- I just--

I don't know what I want, okay?

f*ck, can we just...

see what happens

and not call it anything

and just try to figure it out?

Sure.

The good news is...

we don't have to do anything

we don't want to do.

Don't have to make any promises.

We can just...

see how it goes.

I don't need anything from you.

Just want to be with you.

Me too.

Wow.

I can't believe

I just said that.

That reminds me.

Do you want to pull my hair?

Ye-- what?

Ah!

Ah!

Rule?

Yeah?

Question for you.

What?

How does it feel

to be my boyfriend?

Shut up.

You're such an idiot.

You're so stupid.

-What? You don't

like that word? No?

-No, you're so stupid.

Don't tickle me.

Please don't tickle me.

- Shaw. Shaw.

Stop it. Stop it.

-No, I know.

-Stop. Get off.

Okay, okay.

I'm hungry.

I didn't eat breakfast,

so I'm starving.

You gonna eat?

Yeah.

Nothing? Are you serious?

Dude, the single hottest girl

that you've ever seen in your

whole entire life

is currently waiting

in that lobby for you.

-Sierra?

-Sierra?

Yeah. I've been working

on something for her.

- Did you miss me?

- I did.

Hi.

You know, there's this rumor

going around

that you're pretty incredible

with your clothes off.

How come I didn't

know about that?

I don't know.

So, I was thinking

we could start

with this little shoulder

piece right here.

Rule. Let me be clear

so there's no misunderstanding.

I don't care about the tattoo.

I want you to take me

upstairs right now.

Do whatever you want to me.

-Oh, my God.

-You can close the windows

if you want.

Or leave them open

for all I care.

What do you say?

I'm gonna take a raincheck.

Oh, my God! A raincheck?

Can I have two minutes

with you just over here?

-Come on.

-I'm so sorry.

Will you excuse us?

We just need to talk to

our friend just a minute.

I'd tap that. I'm not even g*y.

Honestly, I swear to God,

dude, if you don't do this,

-we can't be friends anymore.

-Yeah.

Listen, either you

f*ck her or I will.

Now I'm just gonna do it anyway.

Dude, she's so hot that

I would let her f*ck me.

-Huh?

-What?

Last chance, f*ck boy.

So, uh...

I think I'm gonna

stick to the raincheck.

So, this is Piet Mondrian.

And every year he would

paint the exact same tree.

And, uh, he started out

and he's sup--

super realistic.

How realistic?

Like one to ten.

Like a 35.

-Yeah?

-Look at this thing. Yeah.

His work would get more

and more crazy and, uh,

his reality would get...

just more and more abstract

until his work was just

completely deconstructed.

Where'd you learn all this?

-He was Remy's favorite artist.

-Hmm.

Anyways, um...

-What are you doing, Shaw?

-What? Can't take it?

Not strong enough?

Mm-mm

Mm-mmm. Shaw. Shaw.

Mm-mmm.

Sorry.

Hello, darling.

Don't forget about our little

Christmas party on Saturday.

Should be lots of drunken

inappropriate misbehaving.

-Okay.

-Okay?

It usually takes me 15 full

minutes and a bribe

to get you to agree.

What's going on?

-I'm just a little in

the middle of something.

-I suppose.

Just remember it's black tie,

so try to wear something nice.

- We're not hobos, you know.

- Okay.

I hear noises.

Are you in bed with a boy?

Is it Gabe?

No. I'll-- I'll-- I'll call

you back later. Bye

What was that all about?

Just a stupid Christmas party.

She does it every year.

You should come.

You should be my date.

-Nope. Can't do it.

-Oh, please?

No. Nope.

Jasper's painting a wall.

I promised him I would go.

Oh, pretty, pretty, pretty,

pretty, pretty please?

No. I promised Jasper.

I'll make it up to you.

It's unbelievable.

Of course, you have

to fly private to get there,

which is a little excessive,

don't you think?

Excuse me. Oh, darling.

There's a strict guest list

tonight, remember?

And I'm almost sure

he wasn't on it.

He's my boyfriend.

Boyfriend?

Oh, well, he's gorgeous.

Oh, my God.

You look exactly

like your brother.

It's like seeing a ghost.

-Identical twins.

-Now, that makes sense.

It's such a shame what happened.

Really a tragedy.

Oh, you like it?

Is that a-- is that a Schiele?

Mm-hmm. It is.

Oh, my God. It's--

it's beautiful.

I've-- I-- I-- I've never

seen one in real life.

Joey, sweetheart.

Will you take Mr. Archer

to get a drink?

-I'm just gonna talk to Shaw.

-Sure.

- Joey.

What's happening, Joey?

What do you think you're doing?

Gabe is here.

Well, I'm sorry,

but you didn't tell me that.

Well, I know you said

you wouldn't come, but I went

ahead and booked us

that trip to Turks and Caicos

and Gabe and his family

are coming with us.

And when we get there,

Gabe's going to propose.

-Mom.

-And you're going to say yes.

No. I'm not. And the next time

you try to marry me off,

you might try asking first.

You listen to me, young lady.

Believe me, I understand

that sometimes a girl

needs a little low class fun.

But make no mistake,

this trip is life-changing.

The Davenports are the

wealthiest family in the state.

Gabe stands to inherit

half a billion dollars one day.

And believe me, that kind of

money doesn't grow on trees.

So you think about it.

Think long and hard.

I've been working this last year

to make this happen.

And let's face it, sweetheart,

you're not special enough

to keep making bad choices.

You are absolutely unbelievable.

You know that?

- I try.

- Excuse me.

Shaw.

You're seeing that loser

and you didn't tell me?

I gotta find out in

front of 100 people.

Look...

I didn't know about it.

Sorry.

Whoa.

Looks like you're having fun.

Are you ready to go?

Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Gee, Mom, look at the time.

You throw a great f*cking party,

but we gotta go.

See you next year.

Let's go. Go, go, go.

I-- I love old people.

I can tell.

-Drugs. Alcohol.

-Oh, yeah. You seemed

to have fun.

Random sex with everybody.

- Hey.

- -Hey, Rule, man, where are you?

-What the f*ck happened?

-Jasper f*cking fell.

He just f*cking fell.

He fell from the f*cking

building.

-You gotta come to

the hospital right now

-Yeah, no, I'm on my way.

I'm on my way. Yeah.

Dude, what happened?

Jesus Christ.

Talk to me. What happened?

What?

Jasper fell.

He's in the hospital.

I-- I don't know.

I wasn't f*cking there.

What do you mean he fell?

-Just give me a second.

-Just calm down.

We'll figure it out, okay?

Please just shut the f*ck up?

I was supposed to be there.

He needed me.

-I know. I get it.

-And I promised him

that I would go.

And instead,

I broke a promise to show up

to this f*ck-all dress-up party

that I didn't even

want to go to.

What are you trying to say?

What, that this is my fault?

Even your old boyfriend

was at that f*cking party.

-I didn't know he was

gonna f*cking be there.

-I mean, f*ck my life, right?

Sounds like you got

some stuff bottled up.

Yes, I do. And I don't

want any of this sh*t.

-What sh*t?

-All of this.

I know you said no promises,

but that's not what you meant.

-What are you talking about?

-Shaw, your life hasn't

changed at all.

-And I have given up everything.

-Oh, what did you give up?

That you don't get to f*ck

every single person you meet?

-You're going to go there?

Just forget it, all right?

-Oh, poor you.

-I'm just not happy.

-You're not happy?

I'm not happy.

There.

Maybe we should take a break.

I'm not f*cking happy.

No. I wanna get out.

Pull the car over.

-We're on the f*cking highway.

-Pull the car over.

-Stop.

-No, I just want to go.

Shaw, stop! Stop!

Hey, Casper.

Look, I didn't mean

those things that I said.

This whole thing with Jasper

has me pretty undone.

And, um...

it's brought back

losing Remy all over again.

Look, I'm not good

for anyone right now.

I'm better off alone.

I'm sorry.

Hey, it's me again.

Took me a minute,

but I kinda figured it out.

You should be happy.

And if you're happy without me,

then I want that for you.

What are you doing?

I f*cked it up.

Had it all and I f*cked it.

Yes, you did.

-What?

-Somebody's here to see you.

-It's 2:00

in the f*cking morning.

-Yeah, I know, as*h*le.

All right?

I told her you were busy.

But she's not taking no

for an answer.

She?

She.

Well, hello.

Heard you broke up with

your little girlfriend.

Yeah, that's right.

Don't worry.

Mama's gonna make you

forget all about her.

He's not in the right...

Um, I don't know.

When is it, Wednesday?

Tuesday.

But first, revenge!

He wanted a break,

he got a f*cking break.

Wait, so are you guys

together taking a break

or taking a break,

taking a break?

Together.

Really? Doesn't seem like it.

What's that supposed to mean?

Isn't that Rule's hat?

He can't be patient? We are.

Look how much money

we're making after that.

Yeah?

Shaw Landon is here to see you.

Should I tell her you're busy?

Uh, yeah,

that's okay, Veronica.

You can send her up.

Guys, can you give me a second?

Hi.

What can I do for you, Shaw?

I wanted to apologize

about the Christmas party.

I know that I hurt you.

I don't know

what got into me, but...

I wanted to see

if there was any chance

that we could try it again.

Try what again?

All of it.

Maybe we could go on that cruise

that my mom was talking about.

What about that other guy?

Okay.

It's good to see you.

Wow.

It's really you, huh?

Yeah, it really is.

Yeah, yeah. How you doing?

How's school?

-What do you want?

-What?

f*ck, you don't miss me, Cas?

We both know what you did.

About your little affairs.

We were on a f*cking break

and you ruined it.

But we didn't make

any promises, right?

No? Now I'm with Gabe,

so that's it.

-Yeah, you guys move

pretty f*cking fast.

-Yeah, I guess we do.

Stop with

the f*cking nicknames.

No more Casper.

It's dead. It's Shaw.

Your mother's doing much better.

Go on inside.

She's waiting for you.

What?

What happened?

Jasper lived a life

of joy and love,

kindness and compassion.

He was a beacon of light

and hope to his family

and friends.

Hey, I'm going

to use your restroom, okay?

Go ahead.

Hi, it's Rule. If this

is about an appointment,

please call the shop,

otherwise go f*ck yourself.

Hey, it's me. Um...

I don't know how things

got so messed up, but, um...

I miss you.

Um, I just wanted

to tell you that if you...

ever need anything,

just to talk or anything,

I'm there always.

Any time, any place, I am there.

You just have to tell me, okay?

Babe, you all right?

Yeah.

What are you doing in there?

Uh, nothing. Nothing.

I'll-- I'll be right out.

What are you doing?

Uh, nothing.

I just, uh, I thi--

I think I should go.

What do you mean?

I thought you were staying

here tonight.

I was going to, but, um,

just everything with

Rule's been a little much.

-Rule?

-Jasper. I-- I meant

Jasper. Just--

-No, but you said Rule.

-Don't do that.

I didn't mean it. I just--

I got a little confused.

I don't think you're

confused at all.

I think you're in love

with that idiot.

I think you've been

playing me this whole time.

-That's not true.

-You want to go? Okay.

-Come on, let's go.

I'll drive you there.

-Gabe!

Grab your purse.

You two deserve each other.

Are you serious?

Ah, sh*t.

Shaw! Hey!

Hey, you really wanna do this?

We're at my apartment

and you're talking

about other guys.

-Don't.

-I made a mistake, baby.

Okay? I'm sorry.

You wanna know something?

I feel bad for you.

You're smart and charming

and whatever else.

You're almost a nice guy,

but let's face it,

we were never

meant for each other.

-I'm not pretending anymore.

-That's funny.

Yeah, Shaw, I'm gonna

ask you one more time.

Get in the f*cking car.

This is your loss,

Shaw, not mine!

But this is it!

Don't come crawling

back anymore.

We're done!

You got to go.

I'm gonna k*ll

that m*therf*cker.

Would've been embarrassed

too if I was that.

Yeah, hold on one sec.

Yeah, some--

Bro, what the f*ck?

Are you sure you want

to do this, pal?

I'm warning you,

this isn't the move.

Leave it alone.

Get the f*ck out of here.

You're a f*cking nobody.

I'm done with that

little sl*t anyway.

What happened?

Went to f*ck a guy up

and it didn't go my way,

that's what.

-Yeah, I heard.

-Thanks for f*cking

picking me up, man.

You're a f*cking idiot, dude.

You can't just go bum rush

a guy in his office

'cause you're jealous

he's dating your girl.

What the f*ck were you thinking?

He hit her, man.

-He what?

-He hit Casper.

Gabe Davenport?

Yeah?

Who the f*ck are you?

Just another nobody.

So?

You know, can't go

around hitting girls, Gabe.

Those things will come

back to haunt you.

Eventually you gotta

pay the price for that sh*t.

Oh, I get it.

You're one of them Archer boys.

The soldier.

Yeah, I heard about you.

So, let me guess,

you're the price I gotta pay?

Is that right?

That's right.

Okay.

I gotta take care of

the whole f*cking family now?

All right.

Let's do it, soldier boy.

Get up.

That was for Casper.

Ah!

That was for Rule.

Okay. All right, all right.

This is for me.

Stay away from Casper.

Hello, darling.

I'm late. I know.

- Ladies.

-Grey Goose martini with a twist,

bleu cheese olives

and very well shaken

with a side of ice

for when you screw it up

and don't make it cold enough.

Okay. And for you?

Nothing. I have to be

at work in an hour.

Very good.

I'll get that started.

- You're no fun.

- That's what they tell me.

So, how are you?

My daughter asks

me out for a drink.

To what do I owe

this great honor?

I heard about Gabe, by the way.

What a psychopath.

Not that I think

you should completely

rule him out as a husband.

Not that I approve,

but let's face it,

they are men.

It's our job

to rehabilitate them.

-Your father, for example...

-Mom, I know you cheated on Dad.

I know it was you

and not the other way around.

Well, hmm, he was such a sh*t.

He hardly ever paid

attention to me.

It doesn't matter whose

fault it was.

You guys just...

didn't work out.

Look, I don't care

how you live your life.

I love you.

It's just not for me.

It's not a putdown.

It's just me.

And I'm trying to figure

out my own life, you know?

I just think we need to

have an adult relationship

and be able to say anything

and have it be okay.

Oh, good. I want that too.

Did I tell you I met someone?

-Yeah?

-A doctor.

I'm having an affair

with him, obviously.

Nothing serious, just sex.

But get this, he's a vag*na

rejuvenation specialist.

-Wow.

-Not that you need it,

but nip and tuck.

He can tighten you up

to any size.

-Mom.

-What?

Us girls have to take

care of ourselves.

So what's going on

with Casper?

Oh, I screwed up, brother.

Yeah.

Do you love her?

It's f*cking crazy, dude.

Well, it is what it is then.

If you love her,

then do something.

Show her.

Mm.

Hey, Shaw. Um, look,

I know I've made you

question a lot of things.

But if you're looking for

a sign of how I feel,

just look up.

A mural? Really?

So I guess this is

the part where we talk.

Saw my mom.

She's out of treatment. She's--

she's doing really good.

That's great. Really.

You guys need each other.

Yeah. Yeah.

Look, I--

I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

I wasn't ready and I

f*cking sabotaged

the whole thing.

And I knew that a break...

didn't mean I got to do

whatever I wanted.

And I know that you'd never

do anything like that to me.

But I did it anyway.

I was just scared

to feel, you know?

Scared to commit.

To give up my whole life.

And to tell you the truth,

it still scares the sh*t

out of me.

But I got to change.

Uh, I know I do.

Listen, I suck

at talking about feelings

and dealing with anything

emotionally hard.

Every time anything

comes up, I just run.

But I'm ready now.

And not just to-- to try.

I'm really ready to do it all.

Now I f*cking wanna

make some promises. I do.

And I don't wanna

go back to our old way.

I just want you.

Look, I'm not a millionaire.

And I don't have a lot to give.

But I want to give you my heart.

And I know it's not much,

but it's all I've got.

And it's yours.

And I swear to God,

if you try to give it back,

I'm not going to take it.

Is that it?

Yeah. That's it.

Attention, patrons!

Let's f*cking party!

All this upstairs?

Yeah. Everything.

Yep.

So I guess it's official, huh?

No more bachelor.

-Yeah.

-Yeah,

and I just feel bad

Ayden doesn't have

a roommate anymore.

Oh, don't worry about it.

She found a roommate.

-Who?

-Me.