(gentle music)
(spray paint can shaking)
(paint spraying)
(ripping)
("Make a Mess" by The Upsided)
¶ Oh no, now, what have I done ¶
¶ Do I even really care ¶
¶ Oh no, if you could do it again ¶
¶ You can chase me if you dare ¶
¶ Oh yeah, the sun is on me ¶
¶ Hotter than a ?? ¶
¶ Got nothing in the world that's bothering me ¶
¶ And nothing's gonna change that now ¶
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess, ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶
¶ See what kinda trouble ¶
¶ See what kinda trouble I can get ¶
¶ Kinda trouble, kinda trouble ¶
¶ See what kinda trouble I can get ¶
¶ Ooh, I don't wanna grow up ¶
¶ Don't wanna make my bed ¶
¶ Ooh, I'm livin' it up ¶
¶ See what kinda trouble I can get ¶
¶ Ooh, gonna take it outside ¶
¶ In the yard, in the garden grows ¶
¶ Ooh, think I lost my mind ¶
¶ I don't care if it shows ¶
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶ - [Mara] Ooh!
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶ Shit!
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶ (horn honking)
Mmm, here we go. (engine rumbling)
(bright music)
(Mara humming)
(thuds) Shit!
Whatever.
(camera shutter clicking)
(car horn honking)
(bright music)
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶
¶ See what kinda trouble ¶
(exhales and coughs)
¶ See what kinda trouble I can get ¶
¶ Kinda trouble ¶ (clears throat)
¶ Kinda trouble ¶ Whoo.
¶ See what kinda trouble I can get ¶
¶ Kinda trouble ¶
¶ See what kinda trouble ¶
¶ See what kinda trouble I can get ¶
¶ Kinda trouble ¶
¶ See what kinda trouble I can get ¶
(door squeaks)
- [Kelly] I think I'm gonna get the pants as well.
- Oh, my God, this is amazing!
Look at this stuff.
Ooh, yes, please.
- [Ellie] You are so welcome.
- Morning!
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶
¶ Gonna get in the weeds, get dirty, make a mess ¶
¶ Say yes, say yes, say yes ¶
- [Ellie] Mara, you finding everything alright?
- Oh, hey, Ellie!
Do you happen to have, like, a red belt?
- Ooh, I don't know, let me check.
By the way, you're late again.
- [Mara] I gotta gear up!
- No way!
You know the rules, nothing over a $100.
Remember when you got guacamole
all over that beautiful Saint Laurent?
- It washed off!
Kinda.
- (gasps) Mara!
What are you doing?
- Oh, stop.
You gotta wear the expensive shit
to sell the expensive shit.
- Did you do your make-up high again?
- Ellie, I'm not a degenerate.
I did my make-up and then I got high.
- Well, you need to get your shit together
because there's a girl who wants to try on something
from the bridal section.
- Oh, no, don't make me go over there.
- I know, it's torture and it sucks your soul out.
But that's where the money is.
So, go make some.
And smile.
- Smiling!
- Absolutely not.
She looks like a hippie.
Like she's getting married in a barn.
- Grandma, that's the point.
She is getting married in a barn.
- Let's go back to Vera Wang.
This thrift shop is giving me shingles.
- [Kelly] It wasn't on your list.
- Thrift shop, ugh!
- [Kelly] But I came in here last week and I found this,
and I love it.
- [Mother] Well, ivory is just very modern.
And it's a good deal.
(inhales and exhales deeply)
- It's a disco-onesie.
I won't pay for it.
- I'm sorry, did I hear barn wedding?
- (chuckles) Even the sales girl thinks it's gauche.
- Actually, I think it can be beautiful.
Sounds to me like you're planning the perfect wedding, um--
- Kelly.
- I love your necklace, by the way.
- Thank you.
Actually it was my grandmother's.
- Well, you have lovely taste.
It's timeless.
That's what you should wear for your wedding,
something you'll still love in 50 years.
But this outfit is not quite marriage material.
Kelly, you're a kind of girl who stands out.
This lace-sleeved jumpsuit, it's so background dancer.
But this vintage ivory gown.
Uh!
I mean.
- That is stunning.
How much is it?
- Most people set up payment plans
for the pieces in our elite collection.
This one with the crushed-diamond inlay?
It's my dream gown.
(mischievous music)
Let's try her on.
My hairdresser's step-brother
dates one of Meghan Markle's stylists.
This piece is exactly like the one Meghan wanted to wear
at the royal wedding.
The queen, though?
Total buzzkill about it.
(mischievous music)
- Oh, honey, you look beautiful!
- Lovely.
- Love it.
(upbeat music)
- I need to take a picture of this.
It's too good not to. (Ellie giggles)
- Yeah.
- [Mara] Smile!
(camera shutter clicking) (upbeat music)
(cash register ding)
(upbeat music)
¶ Move it fast, move it slow ¶
¶ Another round, let it flow ¶
¶ Take it up, take it down ¶
¶ Do it slow, the light goes down ¶
¶ Move it fast, move it slow ¶
(indistinct conversation)
- [Woman] Just right around this corner.
(sniffles)
- Are you, uh, are you okay?
- Yeah.
Thanks.
- You sure, 'cause you don't seem like it.
- I just saw my boyfriend
hooking up with another girl outside.
I wanna leave.
But he's sitting by the door, and my phone is dead.
- Hey, say no more.
I know a way out the back,
and I will call you a Lyft, we'll get you out of here.
Mm-hmm.
- [Woman] I can't ask you for that.
- Yeah, you can.
Girls gotta have each other's backs, all right?
And you deserve so much more!
Hey, look at it this way.
You found a swan, you've got your out.
(woman sniffles)
Now you can go be you.
Come on, let's get you out of here.
Get you in that Lyft.
You never know, maybe he'll be cute.
(upbeat music)
Hey, girl!
- [Alex] Hi.
- Alex Feinberg, what is wrong?
- This cute guy just completely blew me off.
It's fine, it's nothing, it's fine.
It's fine.
I'm gonna die alone.
- I think you need this.
A lot. - Thank you.
- Look, I keep telling you,
you're never going to meet someone wearing cargo shorts.
- And I keep telling you that they're functional.
- You look like a carpenter.
Trust me.
I work in fashion.
- (scoffs) Hardly.
- Please.
Today I sold a sick vintage gown to a barn bride.
- Do you remember when my sister got married?
You compared her wedding to genocide.
- If words can kill, then vows can massacre.
- Well, she's happier than ever.
Oh, I forgot to tell you, she doesn't say hi, by the way.
- Oh, she'll warm up to me, give it time.
Now this, this is something that I can't get over.
Put on some jeans!
- Okay, I don't think you understand
how many things I can fit.
I've got my wallet and keys, okay?
- I can't.
- And a beer, which you'll thank me for later.
I have chap stick and sunglasses in here, some, some,
you're not even listening to me.
(gasps) Oh, I know what you're doing.
Wait for me.
Wait, wait, wait.
Pre-game or booty call?
- Neither, dinner.
- God, you're awful.
- Thank you.
- No one is gonna buy you dinner on a first date
at nine at night.
- Stop being so cynical, Alex.
I believe that there is a guy out there somewhere
dumb enough--
- Horny enough.
- To buy a girl an expensive meal
the first time he meets her.
Now, help me find him.
- Okay, I will swipe for you, so you don't feel shallow,
even though you are.
- You're the best.
- Okay, this one is--
- Hot!
But do we think he'll actually buy me dinner?
- Hmph, no.
- Okay, okay, into it.
He's a chef, it's meant to be.
- There is an alternative to dating for food, you know?
- And that is?
- Dating for love.
- Ew, don't be disgusting.
Let's see.
I will have the balsamic and mustard-glazed chicken,
and I'll start with the tuna "tartar".
- Very good.
- It's "tartare".
- Whatever.
- [Waiter] And for you, sir?
- Uh.
(exhales)
Whoa, jeez.
Uh, I'll have the side salad and this bread.
Really great.
You can, uh, keep that coming.
- Hm, yeah.
- Had a late lunch.
- Mm.
Excuse me, uh, before I settle on the chicken,
talk to me about that special.
- It is a bone-in, 16 ounce Wagyu beef rib eye.
And it is by far the best thing on the menu.
- Ah!
Well, then it's settled.
I'll have the steak! (giggles)
- [Waiter] Excellent choice.
- [Mara] Oh, thank you.
- Thank you.
- Hungry, aren't you?
- Mm, mm-hmm.
- Um.
(chuckles) Okay, hold on.
I'm not a celebrity chef, okay?
I make minimum wage at the diner down the street.
- I make minimum wage, too.
- Would you like to get outta here?
- Okay.
- Whoo, all right!
Great, I'd like to have my lights on this month.
- What?
- [Jake] Nothin'.
(lights buzzing)
(bright music)
- All right.
There you go.
- Wow!
Those are some fancy pancakes!
- [Jake] Right?
- Yes.
Come to mama.
(moans) Why is this so good?
- Well, I've been making pancakes since I was six.
- Mm.
- Grandma told me never to fear the flavor.
Plus, I just graduated from culinary school, so.
- Oh, well. - Yeah, yeah.
- Where you from?
- Virginia.
Moved out here for a girl.
Didn't really work out.
- Then why'd you stay?
- I wanna bring the South to Southern California
and open up a restaurant.
- What would you call it?
- Mara's.
- Smooth.
- Right?
You liked it a little bit.
- A little bit.
- Thought so.
But until then, cooking here is fun, too.
They let me create a salad.
- Ugh, I hate salad.
- No, no, no, you wouldn't if I made it.
- It's kinda uncool to hustle dating apps for food.
It's called using people.
- Men use women all the time.
- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
- Well, I don't.
- Guess I'll just have to sleep with you then.
(chokes)
- (chuckles) Am I making you nervous?
(sirens in background)
(upbeat music)
- Do I seem nervous?
(both chuckle)
(bright music)
- No kitchen?
- No, but it's cheap.
- How much?
- 1500 a month.
- Oh!
Good deal!
- Right?
(bright music)
- Do you have a condom?
- Uh, yeah, hold on.
Um.
(groans) Where is it?
I have one, I know I have one.
(Mara chuckles)
Ah, ah, okay, I got it.
- (laughs) Organized, yeah.
- My bad, I was just--
- Shh.
Just shh.
(bright music)
(upbeat music)
(phone ringing)
- Yeah, I'm sorry, she just stepped into a meeting.
Yes, I'll go ahead and take a message
and I will have her call you back.
- [Mara] Hello.
- Thank you, bye.
Well, someone is glowing.
- Who is this?
Hello!
- Mara, meet Charlie.
Charlie, that's Mara.
- [Mara] You got another rescue?
- Yes, Mara.
Another one.
- I do not blame you, this one seems really sweet.
- All right, fill me in, how was last night?
- It was fine.
He made pancakes.
- Oh, he made pancakes?
Yeah, and did you, did you have these pancakes last night
or this morning?
- A lady never tells.
(phones ringing in background)
Both.
- Oh, Mara Baylor, you little slut!
(both giggle)
- Shh!
- Hey, Jim.
- [Jim] Hey, Alex.
- It's good to see you.
All right, so, what was his flaw?
- What do you mean, what's his flaw?
- You know what I mean, you're always looking for a flaw.
- Well, maybe he doesn't have one.
And who knows, I may never hear from him again, so.
(phone chimes)
Don't look at me.
- Yeah.
("Maybe" by Stacy Clark)
¶ I can't describe ¶
¶ The feeling that feels ¶
¶ The something that I like ¶
¶ It's so surreal ¶
¶ To be with you, nothing to lose ¶
¶ So put it on the line ¶
¶ Maybe it's you ¶
¶ Maybe it's me ¶
¶ Maybe we're all too scared ¶
¶ To recognize a good thing ¶
(bright instrumental music)
- [Jake] Okay, here we go.
- Okay.
- Enjoy.
(glasses clink)
¶ Maybe ¶
¶ Maybe it's a good thing ¶
¶ Let's keep it chill ¶
¶ The feeling is real ¶
¶ All we've got is time ¶
¶ It's understood ¶
¶ We'll get it wrong, we'll get it right ¶
¶ We're waking up tonight ¶
¶ Maybe it's you ¶
- Well, he's got a good ass.
- He's got a great ass!
- You know what?
To great asses.
- Hm.
(glasses clink)
(pool balls clacking in background)
- Look at us.
You're in skinny jeans, I have a boyfriend.
- Boyfriend?
- Yup.
- Wow, look at you, you're growing up.
And my jeans are so tight, I can't feel my legs.
(Mara laughs)
(bright music in background)
(upbeat music)
- You know, you should really show your work.
- Mm, I don't know.
I don't think I'm ready to jump into that just yet.
- I think you should jump.
You become an artist
the minute you start showing your stuff to the world.
- I guess.
(phone ringing)
- [Mara] Hello?
- [Jessica] Hey, sis.
- Jessica?
Why are you calling me?
Oh, my God, what's wrong, who died?
- No, what?
Is it that weird that I'm calling you?
- You're late.
- Sorry.
So no one is dead?
- Shut up, I have big news.
I am happy to announce
I'm getting married!
- [Mara] What?
- I'm getting married!
- [Mara] To who?
- [Jessica] Brian.
- [Mara] Why are you marrying Brian?
- Um, because he asked me and I love him.
- Ugh, last Christmas, Brian clogged mom's toilet so bad,
even the plumber said he's never seen anything like it.
- Mara, all boys are gross, okay?
- Yes, but not all boys are scary dumb.
Brian thought euthanasia was a country.
And after the train wreck we call "mom and dad,"
why are you even getting married in the first place?
- Damn it, this is exactly why I never call you.
Just because mom and dad had a rough time,
doesn't mean that you and I need to protect ourselves
by being alone forever.
- So you're not at all worried
that Brian won't just up and leave you one day
for his shrink, and then, you're stuck with a baby,
a clogged toilet and--
- Mara, can you just say you're happy for me?
(sighs)
- I'm happy for you.
- I'm getting married!
- Hm.
- Mara, what the fuck?
- My sister's getting married to clogged-toilet guy.
- Oh.
Oh, that's exciting.
- Ugh, whatever.
- There you go, Luna.
(phone rings)
Robbie, wassup, man?
I miss you.
- [Robbie] I'm on speakerphone with Violet.
Big news, bro.
Violet and I are getting married!
(laughs) (screaming)
- Yeah?
Yeah, I knew it.
Congratulations, man!
I'm so happy for you.
You know we all love Violet.
Look at you.
My big brother just getting married and whatnot.
- Oh, you know, I thought he would never ask.
- I was just waiting for the perfect moment, you know?
- Oh, perfect moment.
I made the perfect moment.
Put on some Jagged Edge, popped a bottle of bubbly.
- And then she said--
- Marry me, or get out!
And now I'mma be Mrs. Harrison.
(screaming)
(laughs)
- Yeah.
Oh, shit, I gotta go, I gotta go, man.
I love you, though.
Congratulations.
Give Violet my love, I'll talk to you later.
("Dear Future Husband" by Meghan Trainor)
- Not going to her wedding.
You gotta be kidding me.
Why?
Seriously?
Ugh!
(squealing)
- Wow.
Oh, my God!
(bright music)
- Do you even know this many people?
- Ugh.
- This is insane.
So how many does this make altogether?
- 14.
15.
Me, fifteen weddings.
Is this karma?
- I call it payback.
- You know, most of them are Jake's.
Learn from my mistakes, Alex, never date an old guy.
- Jake is 29.
- Exactly, he's in his deep 20s.
If I go to these weddings, I'm gonna meet everyone.
Jake is going to meet everyone.
Oh!
- Yeah.
That, that's part of being in a relationship.
- If I go, I'm committing to being his girlfriend
for, like, a whole year.
- And?
- Who knows what I'll be doing in a year?
I could, like,
(coughs)
be living in Austin or Tulum.
(chuckles)
- You're exhibiting zero logic right now.
Tulum is a one-week trip, tops.
(coughs)
- Mmm.
Yeah, you're right.
I have no choice.
I am breaking up with Jake tonight.
(pleasureful moaning)
Oh my god.
Yes, yes.
(sighs)
(light music)
Jake?
Jake, wake up, we need to talk.
Jake!
(gasps)
- What, I'm up.
- There are way too many weddings and I'm freaking out.
It's giving me anxiety, and we need to do something.
- It's like the middle of the night.
Can we do this in the morning?
- No, we need to cut some now!
I don't have the money for it!
Traveling, wedding gifts, the outfits,
committing to you for, like, a year?
- What? - What?
- Huh?
- Nothing.
- Uh, okay, yeah.
It's a lot.
It is a lot.
And it gets expensive,
but between your high-school friends
and my college friends,
your sister and my brother, who do we cut?
- Okay, so I thought a lot about this while I was peeing.
- Uh-huh.
- And I think that we should make a drinking game of it.
We go through each wedding,
and if we don't agree on something--
- Whoever wants to keep the wedding has to take a shot.
- Exactly.
I'll go get the vodka.
- Alright.
Did you slap me?
- [Mara] Uh-huh.
- Okay.
(upbeat music)
- Sara's the shit.
She was in my top eight all throughout middle school.
- I've never even heard of Sara before.
- She's my cousin!
She talked me through my first period.
- In high school, we threw him in a dumpster.
- There was blood everywhere.
- And he almost got crushed by a trash compactor.
- And Becca was cool about it!
- Dope.
I'll kinda have to go to Gilman's wedding.
I don't care if it's his second wedding.
That man taught me how to fish.
We spent all day on the river.
Me, Murphy, Murphy's dad,
Murphy's dad's special friend Svetlana.
- Slevana?
- Oh, my God.
He was doing Svetlana.
- I actually don't know who Lauren is.
Maybe she worked in a LA store.
- We salt-crusted a sea bass together!
- You guys must've really connected.
Maybe she was in that one yoga class I took.
(laughs)
Maybe I just went to camp with her.
(gasps)
Was Lauren the girl who got lice?
Oh, Lauren!
She was in my band!
- You had a band?
- Yeah, I did, until Lauren joined
and then she kicked me down to background vocals.
- Seven weddings in a year.
It's gonna be fun.
- Yeah, we'll see.
(chuckles)
(electronic music)
- What?
- I don't know what it is about a guy in slacks,
but you look super-hot.
- Is that right?
- Oh, that is right.
Between you and your suit, me and my side boob, mm!
- Yeah.
You look good.
Here.
It may get cold.
- Uh, thanks, but no thanks.
(chuckles)
- Okay.
- [Mara] Jake, who's that?
- [Jake] Remember the girl I moved to LA for?
- That's Nicole?
That's the girl who dumped you?
- Yup.
- She's like a supermodel.
- Nicole is not a supermodel.
She did cheerleading for the Broncos for a little bit,
but that's about it.
- I need more makeup.
I need my face to be better than her face.
- Nicole doesn't really wear makeup.
Just a little lip gloss.
- That's just her face and a little gloss?
- Yo, Harrison?
Oh! - Oh, shit!
What's up, man?
- What's good, boy?
Good to see you, man.
- Uh, Gilman, my girlfriend, Mara.
Mara, Gilman.
- Trash-compactor dude!
- Yup!
Still got the scar and everything.
Yo, remember Miller?
With the hair?
Dude's going bald, you gotta come see it, bro.
- [Jake] No way.
- It's crazy, it's a joke.
I'mma take him.
We'll be right back. - I'll be back, I'm sorry.
- Okay.
I'll be fine.
I'll be okay.
(slow suspenseful music)
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Please do not come over here.
Please turn around.
- Mara, right?
- Uh, hi!
You must be Nicole!
- Hi. - Uh-huh.
- Oh, my God, you're adorable!
I mean, I heard Jake was dating someone younger,
but he really robbed the cradle, didn't he?
(chuckles)
- Youthful glow.
Not all of us can be so blessed.
But you can't be older than, uh, what, 32, 33?
(chuckles)
- I love the jumpsuit.
It's so revealing.
- How sweet!
Cool, uh, necklace.
- Oh, thanks!
Yeah, Janet got it for me.
Early birthday gifts.
- Janet?
- Jake's mom.
Oh, we're really close.
He didn't tell you?
(nervously chuckles)
- Another Scotch, please.
- Maybe you should slow down.
They haven't even passed out the appetizers yet.
- Fucking rehearsal dinners.
Why do people have weddings before their actual wedding?
And, no, I will not slow down
because I only know two people here.
My boyfriend, who is currently at his high-school reunion,
and his ex, who is that.
- Damn.
- Yeah.
That is exactly why I need another Scotch, please.
- Alright, I got you.
I'll make it a double.
- Thank you.
(upbeat music)
That slut!
- Are you gonna let her clown you like that?
- Oh, hell, no.
("Le Freak" by Chic)
¶ Le freak, c'est chic ¶
¶ Freak out ¶
¶ Ah, freak out ¶
¶ Le freak, c'est chic ¶
¶ Freak out ¶
¶ Le freak, c'est chic ¶
¶ Ah, freak out ¶
¶ Le freak, c'est chic ¶
¶ Have you heard about the new dance craze ¶
¶ Listen to us, I'm sure you'll be amazed ¶
¶ They're doing it night and day ¶
¶ The mouse, let's shew it away ¶
¶ Ah, freak out ¶
¶ Le freak, c'est chic ¶
¶ Freak out ¶
¶ Ah, freak out ¶
- Are you sure you don't want any water?
You seem really drunk.
- Shh!
- Mara, where you've been?
I've been looking for you.
- Dance-off, bitch!
- Whoa!
- Oh, Mara, how much have you had to drink?
Now!-
- I'm sorry, you wanna do what?
- She's trying to steal your heart
and I'm gonna stop her from doing that, by dancing.
- Okay.
- Are you ready to be owned?
I'mma own your ass.
I'm gonna.
You think you can twerk?
Oh, you think you can twerk?
This is how you twerk.
Well, I can twerk better.
I can do the split!
- Okay.
Alright, mm-hmm..
- Mm.
I'm gonna throw up.
- You have to, okay.
- I'm gonna throw up.
- There you go.
(retching)
- Alright, okay, get it out.
There we go.
Good job.
Uh-huh.
You alright?
- Well, I'm finished.
- Okay, let's just go to sleep.
Come on.
- Okay.
Happy birthday.
- Goodnight, y'all.
- Wait, where is my camera?
- Mara.
- Give me my camera, did you steal my camera?
- Mara, no.
- [Guest] I'll come, I'll come back.
- Get her out of here?
- We're just gonna go.
- Don't you touch my camera.
Don't you touch my man.
Is everyone staring at me?
- Yup.
- Tell me this isn't real.
- It sure is.
- Oh.
- Oh, snap!
Are these Eggs Sardou?
- Egg so what?
- Uh, poached eggs, artichoke hearts.
Really?
- Uh.
- There's alcohol in that.
- Yes.
(upbeat music)
I love single people at weddings.
They're only here for two things.
Free appetizers and amateur hook-up hour.
That's why they're always the first ones
to storm the raw bar.
- Why?
- Duh, aphrodisiacs.
- Ah!
- Ooh!
Okay, see?
Look.
Look at what he's doing.
He's saying whatever it takes to get his lips on her oyster.
- That's gross.
- I know.
I love it.
I can't look away.
- Well, I'm gonna look away.
Looking away, looking away, looking.
Oh, there's Alex.
- Aww.
He found a crush.
- That guy?
- Mm-hmm.
- Well, I think I can make that happen.
- Uh, I don't know if that's a good idea.
Alex will talk to him if he wants to.
- Come on, I'm trying to win some points
with your best friend.
- I don't know, Jake.
Thank you so much.
Jake!
- He's cute.
- Who's cute?
- The guy you've been staring at.
- Don't play dumb.
- I'm not playing du.
This is a, this is a beautiful golf course, by the way.
Do you golf, Jake?
- I do.
You know what?
You should man up and let me be your wingman.
- I don't.
- No?
Okay, that's fine.
I'll do it.
- No, no!
Hah, do not engage with Zak.
I am being dead serious right now.
Like, uh, if there's a fire, let him burn.
I mean it.
- But you already know his name is Zak?
- I--
- Mm-hmm.
Great.
- You would make a really cute couple, though.
Just saying.
- So good to see you.
I'll talk, I'll talk to you--
- Go on.
- I can do this.
- Yes, you can.
Go get him, tiger.
- Okay.
- Oh. - It's a thing.
- I can do this, I can do this.
- But, yes, I mean, it's cool to see it.
- I can't do this.
Nope, can't, I can't do this.
- It's okay.
You'll get him next time.
- [Jake] Hey, Zak, right?
- [Zak] Yeah. How's it going?
- Jake.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- I'm here with my girlfriend and our friend.
- I'm gonna kill him.
- Alex.
- He's got a good ass.
- He's got a great ass.
- [Female Announcer] We now invite all guests
to take their seats
as the ceremony is about to begin.
- Okay, come on.
It's okay, calm down.
Oh.
- I got you, man.
You can thank me at your wedding.
(chuckles)
- Ow!
I haven't had a titty-twister since middle school.
(groans)
- Guys, stop!
- I'm sorry, Mara, but your boyfriend's being a dick,
and now I'm gonna beat his ass.
(groans)
- Like, that's how you beat someone's ass?
(groans)
Do men even have twistable nipples?
- Well, it's more in the pinch than it is in the twist.
- Oh. - Hey guys.
You havin' a good time?
- Yes.
Uh, sorry.
Sorry, that was stupid.
I was teaching him some dance moves.
- Oh, cool.
Hey, who are you sitting with?
- Who I am sitting with?
I'm,
don't, I don't,
nobody.
- Uh, well, do you wanna sit with me?
- Yeah.
- Great.
- [Alex] Cool.
- Told you I could do it.
- Mm-hmm.
(upbeat music)
- Now we're reading from First Corinthians.
"Love is patient and kind.
Love is not jealous or boastful.
It is not arrogant or rude.
Love does not insist on its own way.
It is not irritable or resentful."
- God, is it almost over?
It feels like it's been years.
- You've only been here for, like, an hour.
- What?
- At least we're not standing.
- Yeah, you'd think they'd wear something more comfortable,
being stuck up there and all.
Like, put on some sneakers.
- Shh!
- How can you even focus on her shoes?
I can't get past her hair.
It's, it's like a canary got in there.
- Well, I don't know what's in there,
but it is much bigger than a canary.
- Shh..
(indistinct whispering)
- How do you think we'll fuck up this wedding?
- Well, I think we're already doing it.
(laughs)
But there's no person in the world
I'd rather fuck up with than you.
- [Priest] Chosen to recite their own vows.
- I promise to love you
with a love that's everlasting.
- Ripped.
Ripped straight from Google.
- You think so?
- Oh, yes.
Gotcha.
- [Brendan] Not just for today.
- "Not just today, but for every day forthcoming.
I will love and cherish."
Wow, he didn't even try.
- I know.
- I can't wait to start a family with you.
- Think they'll make it?
- With plagiarized vows?
No way!
And they're way too touchy-feely with each other.
It's like they're trying to prove something.
I give them six months, tops.
- That's it?
- Well, I mean, you got one month of married bliss.
- Obviously.
- And then he starts to leave his underwear on the floor,
she stops shaving her legs,
and then all of that resentment
starts to bubble up and then, boom!
Divorce central.
- You've really thought about this, huh?
- [Priest] By the power invested in me,
I now pronounce you man and wife.
- They're really going for it.
- Get a room!
- What did she say?
- She said, "Get a room," Gary.
(guests laughs)
(upbeat music)
(woman retching)
- [Woman] What the hell did we eat?
(women retching)
- [Ellie] God, and I'm gonna die!
At my wedding, I'm gonna die.
- [Mara] Ellie?
(panting)
- Mara, make it stop.
- I can't, honey.
- Please.
Oh, God.
At first I thought that it was cholera,
but it turned to be those goddamned baby eels
at last night's rehearsal dinner.
- Yeah, that, that makes more sense.
- [Ellie] I'm gonna kill Marcus.
- Are you, uh, gonna be okay?
- Yeah.
It's nothing a cocktail can't fix.
- Hey, sweetie.
Uh, have you thought about what I said?
Like, maybe just cancel the whole reception.
- We are canceling nothing!
And fuck you for choosing that weird restaurant,
you bougie prick!
(exhales sharply)
- Okay.
Love you.
- Okay.
Okay, like,
um, all of my bridesmaids,
they got sick too.
So, congratulations, Mara.
You're my new maid of honor.
- Oh, me?
- Oh, yeah.
Oh, you'll be great, okay?
Just, just make your speech funny and then sad,
and-and then make it cute.
And then make it sad again and then hopeful.
Oh god, it's coming the other way.
- I usually like my tenderloin rare.
Not like tartare rare,
but if I can get a nice price on a good piece of meat,
you can't really beat that.
You just like cube up the steak, little parsley,
ah, drop of raw quail yolk on it,
just let it ooze all over it.
You think he would mind if I had some of that fish?
- Stop it!
Stop it right now or I will murder you,
right here in front of everyone.
- Would you like a bite of the fish?
- Oh, it's time.
- Okay.
(exhales sharply)
- You're gonna do great.
- Shh!
Hearing your voice stresses me out.
Well, thank you.
- You're gonna do great!
- Good evening.
My name is Mara Baylor.
It is an honor to be here with you,
celebrating the union of a very special couple.
Thank you for joining this remarkable evening of love,
friendship and commitment.
Regrettably, Ellie's sister has taken ill,
so the privilege of maid of honor has been passed on to me,
Ellie's
apprentice.
I would now like to welcome you
to the wedding of Ellie Williams and Howard Lee.
- It's Marcus.
It's Marcus Lee.
- Oh, my God!
Howard's your ex.
Shit!
Uh, Marcus.
Uh Marcus.
(chuckles)
I meant Marcus.
- Sorry honey.
- So when Ellie and I met,
she needed a salesgirl who didn't steal the merchandise,
and I had just gotten fired from the MAC counter for,
well, stealing the merchandise.
God, that was such a strange time in my life.
I had this roommate from Craigslist.
Gosh, she was such a bitch.
And this girl,
no joke, kept a snake in her room.
Like, a live, legitimate snake.
And she would deny it.
But, like, I would see her take mice in there,
and they would never come out, so you do the math.
- Mara, please, focus.
- Right, yes.
Yes.
Yes, uh.
- Oh.
Oh!
- Ellie and I have such a funny relationship,
it's really,
it's really, really great.
She tells me I spend too much time on myself.
I tell her she doesn't spend enough time on herself.
But every day I get her to close the store
a few minutes early.
We go out to the back alley,
smoke a little bit of weed, talk things--
- Seriously, Mara, stop.
No, I don't smoke weed.
- But, but, this is good.
But the one thing Ellie will always make time for is Marcus.
I'm so sorry for screwing up your name earlier.
Seriously, that's on me.
My bad.
I really think--
- I think we need to, like, you know, wrap it up.
(chuckles)
- Yes.
To Ellie and Howard!
Shit, fuck!
I did it again.
I'm so sorry.
To Ellie and Marcus.
May your love grow each day
and never forget to omita la angula.
Oh.
It means, skip the eel.
- Whoo!
Yeah!
You crushed that.
- What?
Like, I put people in pain?
- No, you were you.
You were perfect.
You always are.
(soft music)
- We really bring out the best in each other, don't we?
- We really do.
So I was thinking, maybe we should move in together.
- Wow!
- What do you think?
- Um, well, we are kinda hemorrhaging money at the moment.
- Romantic.
(chuckles)
¶ Be chasing ¶
¶ Be chasing you ¶
- I think we should do it.
- I was thinkin' tomorrow--
- Just shut up.
(upbeat music)
- I think those sheets made me itchy.
Should've stayed at the nicer hotel.
- Seven weddings means we can never stay at the nice hotel.
(Jake groans)
- Where the hell is our ride?
- Should've gone with Lyft.
- I mean, it keeps saying that he'll be here in 10 minutes
and then it's 15
and then five,
and then he's here.
And now he is in the ocean, 20 minutes away.
Come on.
Let's Bonnie and Clyde this bitch.
(upbeat music)
- What?
Mara, no.
No, no, no, no, no.
No, no.
Goddamn it!
- Come on, you know how to ride, right?
- Alright, okay.
Give it to me.
Go, go, go, go.
Okay, alright.
Here we go.
- [Kid] Hey!
- We'll bring it back, I promise!
¶ Where did you come from ¶
¶ I couldn't ask any chance ¶
¶ I gotta bad case of you now ¶
- Good evening.
- Leave it out front.
- Come on.
(upbeat music)
¶ It's a way you shake your hips ¶
¶ It's the way you carry yourself ¶
¶ I think I lost my mind ¶
You wouldn't believe what I just got.
- What's that?
- So, the bride got an extra room to change in.
Guess who's sleepin' there tonight?
- Oh. - Ooh-ooh!
Ow!
Oh, my God, this is beautiful!
Ah!
(sighs)
Rich-people hotel rooms are the best!
- I would like to note
that this is the first wedding
that we handled like responsible adults.
- How many more weddings do we have left?
Two, three.
Oh, my God!
My sister's wedding is next.
She's gonna be a complete nightmare.
I'm gonna have to take care of her.
And then it's your brother's wedding,
we'll meet the entire family.
- Hey, Mara,
tonight just focus on us.
- Hm.
(laughs)
Oh.
¶ If you're waiting for some kind of sign ¶
¶ That love is at your door ¶
¶ There won't be no bells ringing ¶
- Smile.
¶ It's a thing you can't ignore ¶
- Always askin' me to smile.
- I love it when you smile.
¶ Maybe it's not too ¶
Now put your hands above your head.
- My hands above my head?
- Yeah, like a, like an underwear model.
(chuckles)
- Oh!
Okay.
¶ For you ¶
¶ And me ¶
Hey.
¶ We're gonna leave this town ¶
¶ And sail across the sea ¶
- What?
- Let's stay like this forever.
- I don't think we can afford to stay like this forever.
¶ We could be the one ¶
- You know what I mean.
¶ Stick together now ¶
¶ So who's there to like but us ¶
¶ A wise man once said to me ¶
¶ These are the best things in life ¶
- I have to tell you something.
- Yeah?
What is it?
- It's scary.
- Okay.
- I think
I really love you.
(soft music)
- Let's get married.
(chuckles)
- What?
- Marry me.
- Holy shit.
(soft music)
(upbeat music)
- See, this is what growing up feels like.
Adding a little stability to your life.
So what did mom and dad think of him?
(laughs)
- But, seriously, marriage is a real commitment.
- Barbara, you started screwin' around during our honeymoon.
What do you know about commitment?
- Oh, my God!
Do I smell rosemary?
I think I smell rosemary.
- Yeah, that smells fantastic, Jake.
- Thank you.
Would you like to try it?
See if it's missin' anything?
- Oh, it's very good.
Very nice.
- That's the sophisticated palate for ya.
(laughs)
- Nobody is, is worldly as you, Barbara.
How's Guillermo, Barbara?
- Hm.
- Who's Guillermo?
- Guillermo's the man your father
thought I fucked on our honeymoon.
- So embarrassing!
- I'm not embarrassing.
Your father's embarrassing.
- Just trying to give these kids some advice.
- Oh, advice from you.
That would be a miracle.
- This is our little miracle, right here,
that she came out of this monster.
- You know, isn't Little Miracle what we used to call your-
- Hey, you know what,
I had trouble one time gettin' a hard-on, imagine that.
Amber alert over here
probably likes the smell of cigarettes and boxed wine.
Do you like that, kid?
God, I feel like I'm watching fetish porn.
- So, Jake, you hittin' Coachella this year?
- No, just, come here.
- They like Jake.
Mom's slam piece loves him.
- What did your parents talk about?
- Uh, themselves.
They just fought per usual.
They haven't spent that much time together in 20 years,
and they still hate each other.
- Yeah.
Well, that's mom and dad.
- Makes you wonder why anyone
would get married in the first place.
- Mara, if you don't wanna marry Jake
, like, if you're at all unsure--
- It's not that, I didn't say that.
It's just,
we've only been dating, like, nine months.
- That's a good amount of time.
The-the only thing matters is, do you love Jake?
- Of course, I do.
If I didn't, I would've just said no.
That would've been way easier.
- Look, it takes more than love to make a marriage work.
It's about choosing what's important
and what you can do without.
Take me for example.
I freaked out this morning before the ceremony.
But should I marry Brian?
If I marry Brian, what am I missing out on?
Who am I missing out on?
Firemen, perhaps?
Maybe a soldier who just got back from Afghanistan?
The kind of guy that scares you, but in a good way.
Like, you never know
if you're gonna make it out of sex alive.
- That doesn't sound safe.
- This is super hot.
- I am still freaking out.
I have so much to do.
I have to change his savings into a joint account,
I have to figure out his will.
Like, do I keep everything
or do I have to share some with the family?
(sighs)
What were we talking about?
- Soldiers.
- Cold feet.
(soft music)
- Good mornin'.
- Mm.
I need coffee.
- Well, I'll do you one better.
Homemade eggs Benedict for my fiancée.
- Mm, later.
- Well, I just poached the egg.
There isn't really any later.
Okay, coffee comin'.
So, I was thinkin'.
A new restaurant just opened up down the block.
And if you don't have any plans for later.
You're welcome.
(upbeat music)
- Hey, how's it goin'?
Good mornin'.
Thanks for comin'.
Alright.
(groans)
- [Jake] Where's your camera?
- [Mara] Back in LA.
- I'm dead.
You should've stopped me
before we started those tequila shots.
- What are you talking about?
All you have to do is sit there and eat.
I'm the one who has to be charming
for your family and shit all weekend.
Ooh!
Yes.
- Mara, you're fucking savage!
- Ah!
I call it resourceful.
- Hey, man, where's Violet?
I haven't seen her all mornin'.
- Still in our room, passed out in her wedding dress.
She'll, she'll be down soon.
Violet's never been good with Champagne.
- Hm.
- Mm, something sweet I can actually eat.
You're gonna eat one of those or just play touchy feely?
Save it for you wife.
(chuckles)
- I'm just gonna--
- I may have to have a long talk with that boy.
- Have you tried the eggs Benedict, Mrs. Harrison?
They're amazing.
- Oh, now you want eggs Benedict.
(chuckles)
- Mara, why be so formal?
Call me mom.
So when are y'all movin' back to Virginia?
- Hm,
uh, we were never going to move to Virginia.
- What in the world is so special about Los Angeles?
I mean, it's nothin' but avocados and traffic.
- Well, Janet,
(clears throat)
Mom, our lives are there.
Our friends, my career.
- She's,
like I said, it's a conversation.
- I thought you worked at a store.
You know, we-we just got a new Target.
(Mara clears throat)
- No, actually, I work in a small boutique,
uh, but I'm also into photography.
- I can see why you wanna marry her, son.
You're gorgeous.
(chuckles)
- Thank you.
- How many babies you're gonna put in her?
- Dad, no.
- How about five children?
- None.
How about we just have none?
(chuckles)
- I mean, all women want babies.
Comes with the territory.
- Do you accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior?
- Just tell grandma you believe in Jesus.
- I believe in Jesus.
- Hallelujah.
We're gonna have the ceremony at Pastor Watkins' church.
Oh, P-Pastor Watkins.
- Yes, sister.
- I'm seein' peach.
- Are you on the Instagram?
- I don't really--
- Did you see that Throwback Thursday I posted of Jake.
Senior prom,
you and Nicole.
Oh, you were so happy back then.
- Yes, but I am pretty happy now.
- Okay.
You know, Jakey likes his girls
with some meat on their bones.
- Mm.
- Have you seen Nicole?
- Mm, mm, mm.
- Not as much back as Nicole,
but you can work with it.
(chuckles)
- Dad, uh.
- Mara, tell us all about your family, baby.
- Your parents, how long have they been together?
- Oh, they were married for maybe about ten years.
- Oh, they died?
- Oh, no.
They're not dead, they're just divorced.
- We do not divorce.
- Well, in certain circumstances, some people, they--
- There are no split branches up in this family tree.
We just wait for them to dry up and fall off.
That means, to death.
You made your bed.
A deal is a deal.
I will!
That's it.
- Will you excuse me for a second?
(chuckles)
- Oh, hey, baby.
You alright?
- Well, I see why you left this place.
- She ain't no Nicole.
- Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
- So this honeymoon, where are you guys going?
- Going to Maui.
- Ah, Maui.
When do you leave?
- Uh, tomorrow.
Yeah.
- How's mom with her?
- I mean, she's, well, she's not--
- What?
- Hello.
- Jake, we have a runner.
Violet took off.
I think she's leaving Robbie.
- Shit!
Well, then, you gotta go get her.
- What?
No!
I'm tired, I'm hungover, I'm still drunk.
I don't want to.
- Wait, what?
- Just go, go.
- Uh.
- We gotta go.
- Violet.
- Violet!
Do not make me run in heels!
Ow!
Oh, my God.
Violet, wait up!
Violet, I'm right behind you, wait.
(panting)
I can't run in these heels.
Who am I kidding?
(panting)
How do you get these off?
And she's gone.
- Hey, Robbie knows where Violet went.
Get in.
- Okay.
- Are you limping?
What happened?
- Get in, come on.
- Why is your shoe off? - I can't run in heels.
- Come on, we gotta go, we gotta go, I know exactly.
Before she leaves.
Goodness gracious.
- I lost her.
She's fast for a girl in a corset.
- Why is she running?
- She's getting a cheeseburger.
The first thing that Violet wanted to do
after the wedding was break her diet.
- Respect.
(Robbie sniffles)
- I know my baby so well.
She says this place has the best cheeseburger in the world.
- So what's the move here?
- I'll, um,
I'll, I'll go and, um,
(exhales sharply)
(sobbing)
I'll go and talk.
I, I,
I can't.
- I'll do it.
No, no, I'll do it.
- Are you sure, are you sure?
- Yeah, I got this.
(exhales sharply)
Yup, mm-hmm, I got it. - Okay.
- Doin' it.
(Robbie sobbing)
- I don't.
Yeah, she is?
I don't feel like, I feel like she's not gonna get it.
- [Jake] She's got it.
(exhales sharply)
- Hey, Violet.
- Mm.
- Can I have a fry?
Thanks.
Everything okay?
- Peachy.
- Come on, we're almost sisters.
Kinda.
You can talk to me.
Why are you running?
- Look, I love Robbie, okay?
But his family, they are crazy as hell.
Ever since we got engaged, all they do is pester me.
"When are you gonna have a baby?
How many babies?
Ooh, when you gonna quit your job
so you can take care of all them babies?"
I mean, I didn't even know
that people were still like this, Mara.
It's like they think I'm some kind of freakin' breeder.
- It's, uh, it's a lot to deal with.
Mm-hmm.
- You know, at first I thought it was just his mom and then,
you know, his dad and then his sweet old granny.
But it turns out that Robbie is just like them.
- I mean, look, Jake might be different, okay?
But I don't know.
Who knows?
Girl, get out!
Get out while you still can, okay?
- Look, look, Violet, it's easy to run away,
especially, when you've spent
the past six months in the gym.
- Eight.
- Look, if you really wanna go, then go.
I, I will cover for you.
But I think you'll regret leaving
if you don't talk to Robbie first.
He needs to hear that from you, face-to-face.
- I don't even know where Robbie is.
- Oh, he's in the parking lot,
crying in a small Korean compact.
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, he's crying?
- Yeah, oh, yes, a lot.
Mm-hmm.
- Okay.
- You wanna finish any of this?
- No, I've already had three of these.
I mean, I'll take a couple of these for the road and--
- I'll get your bag.
- [Robbie] Just gonna up and leave
'cause you don't wanna have babies?
- What else was I supposed to do?
Your family was trying to inseminate me in the reception.
- Well, may,
that's what marriages are for!
They're supposed to put babies.
Yes.
- Oh, that's what they're for?
I'm a machine?
I'm just gonna pump out babies for you?
I thought I was your wife.
- [Robbie] Yes.
Oh, oh, this is, this,
I'm pouring my heart out.
Y-you're breaking my heart.
Come on and put your hands on me.
What's going on?
- I love you.
- Wait.
So they're back together now?
- Oh, my God.
- Uh, well, I just saw Violet's vagina,
so I'm gonna say probably.
(pleasureful moaning)
- Newlyweds.
(chuckles)
(soft music)
- [Mara] Where is it?
- We're gonna find it.
Don't worry.
(exhales sharply)
- Two layovers and 13 hours later.
- But no lost luggage.
- Shouldn't have cheaped out on plane tickets.
- Come on, and miss spendin' the night at Cinnabon?
Yeah, we're never gonna find it.
- Oh, my God!
- [Jake] Did we even park here?
- I just wanna go home and take a nap.
This is so annoying.
- Ah, Mara, I know that your car is a piece of shit,
but most cars come with
an alarm system.
- My car is not a piece of shit.
Don't patronize me.
- What?
- I found it!
- Great.
- Ugh!
(sighs)
Well, it finally happened.
My sweet baby girl is dead.
- I'll call a tow truck.
(sighs)
- [Mara] Jake.
- [Jake] Mm?
- [Mara] How do you picture our lives after we get married?
- I don't know.
I haven't really thought about it.
- Well, picture it now.
We get married, five years go by, what do you see?
- Okay.
I see a house, a dog in the yard.
- What kind of dog?
- A rescue.
Obviously.
And inside, we're having a really fancy dinner party
because we're rich now.
I'm grilling rib eye and you're making the salad.
- Am I taking photos?
- Oh, you still do that now?
(scoffs)
There's a big bathroom and an office.
And a guest bedroom
that one day,
maybe,
turns into a kid's room.
Oh, it's in Virginia,
so he or she can get to know my family.
- No.
- No?
No to what?
The dog?
- No, just no.
(chuckles)
(sighing)
- Mara, you've been acting weird all day.
What are you talking about?
- All of it.
Weddings, babies, moving and,
I can't, I can't do it.
I can't.
Distractions from my career?
- Career?
What career?
- Uh, photography.
- You take pictures that nobody ever sees, how's that a job?
- What do you know?
- I know that you can do that anywhere,
Los Angeles or Virginia.
- I can't do it in Virginia.
- Why?
What's wrong with Virginia?
- Yeah, it's not about Virginia!
I just can't do it, okay?
You should know that, you should get that!
- What are you doing?
Oh, uh, you wanna get high now?
- It's been a long few days.
Okay?
- No, you don't get to do that.
You don't get to just pick a fight
and then decide to go get high!
- You're oppressing me!
- You're acting crazy!
- No, you are!
You live in a goddamn snow globe,
and I tried it out, Jake, I did!
I tried your home and I tried your family,
and I fucking hated it!
- You hate my family?
- No, you, that,
you know what I mean, I--
- I don't.
(scoffs)
My parents were so excited to see you,
and you couldn't,
you couldn't just put your thing aside for one weekend.
- My, my thing?
What's my thing?
- Yes, your thing.
You're selfish, Mara.
Okay, you could be doing so much more, but, no.
You just have to bitch and make excuses.
It's like you're too afraid to get off your ass!
- Fuck you.
Yeah, and I would chill on the whole
you-could-be-doing-so-much-more thing.
You're a cook at a diner!
- Yeah, well, at least I'm doing something.
- Not your dream.
You can't bring the South to Southern California
if you're living in Virginia.
Oh, God, fucking finger's swollen.
- Hey, hey, okay, look, look, look.
It has been, it's been a rough few days.
- [Mara] No.
- Mara, I love you.
- It's not enough for you,
that is never going to be enough for you!
(sighs)
I'm not the marrying type.
I thought I could be.
But you want someone who'd go to church with your grandma
and do game nights with your parents,
someone who'll be home in time for dinner.
And that's just,
(sobbing)
that's just not me.
- Okay, alright, okay.
Let's just think about this.
- I have been thinking about this.
I've been thinking about this from the moment I said yes.
It takes more than love to make a marriage work.
Please, just take it.
(sobbing)
(soft music)
¶ Every law is in constant motion ¶
¶ But I'm not sure ¶
¶ Which way we're going ¶
¶ We used to say up all night ¶
¶ Talking about nothing ¶
¶ How we'd become paralyzed ¶
¶ With words unspoken ¶
¶ Do you still want me ¶
¶ The way that you do ¶
¶ When we first met ¶
¶ Is it the real thing ¶
¶ Or is it just something we forced ¶
¶ Oh we could have been standing at a crossroads ¶
(phone rings)
¶ Are we really meant to be ¶
¶ Just to never be alone ¶
- [Alex] So you found the flaw.
(sniffling)
- I wasn't looking for one, I swear.
- I'm so sorry, Mara.
- I asked him about our future
and he could only talk about his,
like he, like he saw me as this cookie-cutter version
in his future.
And I, I-I know where it comes from.
It comes from his family.
And they were shoving their traditions down my throat.
And I couldn't take it and--
- You don't think your parents
didn't scare the hell out of him?
- My parents,
they never should've gotten married in the first place.
- [Alex] Well, then you wouldn't be here, would you?
¶ Your kisses get sweeter ¶
¶ All of your heart is off limits ¶
¶ And I can't get in ¶
¶ It's now or never ¶
¶ There comes a point ¶
¶ I can't keep waiting ¶
¶ Are we could have been last ¶
¶ Standing at a crossroad ¶
¶ Are we really meant to be ¶
¶ Should that ever be alone ¶
¶ I've been all up in my head ¶
¶ Never thinking I'd end all alone ¶
¶ If you don't know if you love me by now ¶
(exhales sharply)
¶ Just say you don't ¶
¶ Love me ¶
¶ Every love is in constant motion ¶
¶ But I'm not sure which way we're going ¶
¶ Are we all up in my head ¶
¶ Thinking I'd end all alone ¶
¶ If you don't if you love me by now ¶
(soft music)
- Jake?
- Nicole?
Uh,
what are you doin' here?
- Well, I heard you got a new job.
Well, I saw it on your mom's Instagram.
(chuckles)
But it's so good to see you.
- Yeah.
Well, you, too.
- Oh, I'm sorry to hear about you and Mara.
- Uh,
how'd you find out?
- Also on your mom's Instagram.
- Huh.
- Hm.
- What about you?
- Turns out Adam's a bit of a jerk, so.
(chuckles)
- Well,
in your face.
- Yeah, I guess I deserve that.
- Mm-hmm.
- Jake, I am so sorry for the way things ended with us.
- It's cool.
Really.
- Well, I think we should catch up
over another round, if you're down.
(chuckles)
- I don't really think that's such a good idea.
- Oh, come on.
Jake, it's one drink.
- Alright.
One drink.
(chuckles)
(upbeat music)
¶ I wake up at the break of dawn ¶
¶ When the hours won't end ¶
¶ Empty streets ¶
¶ Filled with light ¶
¶ Can't wait for night again ¶
¶ I hear a lot of moonlight sound ¶
¶ Guess I always will ¶
- Nice.
Let's move, I don't wanna keep that food critic waiting.
- Okay.
- The reduction looks beautiful.
(upbeat music)
Nice work.
- Thanks.
- [Female Chef] Now let's get back to it.
- Okay.
- We are so excited to have you join the team.
We're all about what's fun,
what's fearless and what's female in SoCal.
Your eye is exactly what we've been looking for.
- But we're curious.
What other wedding stuff can you give us?
We're trying to break into the whole bridal fever.
- I'm, I'm kinda done with all that.
(chuckles)
- But you're our wedding girl.
- I've never been a wedding girl
and I never wanna come off as one.
Again, I just,
look, if you just wanna buy my old pictures,
I'm happy to give--
- They're online.
Day old bread as far as I'm concerned.
- Look, Mara, what we need from you
is to keep going to those weddings
and get your camera lens
on the stuff that the professionals aren't staging.
- Mm.
- You wanna get paid to play with the Yankees,
you gotta play ball.
- Hm.
I appreciate you meeting with me, uh,
but those weddings, they wrecked me.
At least the good parts of me.
And I just want to move on
and find those parts again.
Thanks for the latte, though.
Oh, and FYI, this is Dodgers' territory.
- I told you not to use a sports reference.
- I, uh.
(funky music)
- Holy shit!
Okay.
Well, if you're gettin' laid, I'mma get laid.
Nope.
Uh-uh.
Glasses.
Ewe.
You'll do Peter27.
- [Man] Yeah, I know what you mean.
(group chatter)
- Peter, right?
- Hey, Moira.
- Oh, it's, uh, Mara, actually.
- Cool.
Uh, you look different in your photos.
- Oh!
Cuter in person.
- No.
Just different.
Hey, you want a shot?
- Yes!
Yes, yeah.
Mm!
Thank you.
Cheers! - Cheers.
- More, please!
- We need more.
- Yeah! - Cheers!
¶ Oh my god, I'm so cool ¶
¶ I could freeze your whole ¶
- What a pussy!
¶ Like a one, two ¶
Keep going, keep going.
¶ Just because I want to ¶
- I have to breathe.
Skol.
- Cheers to that!
(laughs)
¶ I'll see you later ¶
- [Peter] Whoo!
- I just spilled it all over my face.
(laughs)
I have vodka in my eyes.
- Good time.
- Whoo!
(laughs)
- This is fun.
You know, your picture didn't look very fun,
but you're really fun.
(electronic music)
- Oh, gosh.
- Mara!
Where are you goin'?
I was gonna make pancakes.
- No.
No!
Mm-mm.
- What, did I do something wrong or, or--
- Of course not!
It's
pancakes are just really triggering for me right now.
- Okay.
Well, you know, I can make waffles, if you want.
(sighs)
- Listen, I just had sex with you 'cause I was sad.
- That's, you know, pretty mean.
- Uh, yeah, well, girls can be mean, too.
And that's okay.
Great sex playlist, though.
Thought you should know that.
- You were really good!
- I know!
¶ I'm a big girl ¶
(horns honking)
Alex.
- Mara, I have big news.
Zak
just asked me
to marry him.
We were hanging out and, I, well, I don't know.
He dropped to one knee
and I thought he lost his contact lens,
'cause he got these new ones.
They're colored.
I can't stand them.
- Alex, get to the point.
- And he popped the question.
Mara?
Did I lose you?
- No.
(chuckles hesitantly)
- Okay, I'm gonna, I'm gonna put you on speaker with us.
- Hey, Zak, uh, congratulations.
- Thank you so much, Mara.
I know it's kind of sudden, but, um,
we have decided to just go for it,
and we're getting married next month.
- Holy shit.
(laughs nervously) (sniffles)
Uh, well, we got, we gotta celebrate, right?
I mean, pop some champagne.
I'm gonna squeeze you so hard when I see you, Alex.
- I can't wait.
There is more.
- More?
- We were thinking about inviting Jake.
He's the reason we're together.
- [Zak] Yeah, I mean, if he hadn't come up to me
at that wedding, then--
- [Alex] Then, we wouldn't be having a wedding, you know?
- I know.
- But we wanna get your blessing first
because your friendship is more important
than our thank you.
- Okay.
(chuckles)
Wait, uh, okay, like--
- Okay, like, uh, invite him.
Really, um, I'm so happy for you guys.
(sobbing)
(sighs)
- Well, thank you, Mara.
- Thank you so much, Mara.
- [Alex] We love you.
- Love you, too.
- Do we give Jake a plus one?
- We're not trashy, Alex.
(laughs)
Or are we?
(sighs)
- Not with this ring.
(sobbing) (sniffles)
- Okay.
(exhales sharply)
Okay, now hold hands.
Yeah.
Oh, that's great.
- No teeth, okay.
- No teeth.
(laughs)
- Now, hold your hands again.
(bright music)
Perfect.
- [Alex] Okay, now one without shirts.
(chuckles)
- Hello?
Yes, well, uh, yeah.
They're, they're all for sale.
Uh-huh.
It's so exciting..
- Can I take it for you?
- Yeah.
(bright music)
(doorbell rings)
Jess?
What's wrong?
- I left him.
(sniffles)
I left Brian.
Please don't say you told me so.
Last week I went to happy hour with my girlfriends,
and they were all gushing over their husbands
and their fiancés.
And the whole time, I never thought about Brian.
Not once.
It's like we were just living completely separate lives.
Look, I love Brian.
I don't dread waking up to him every morning.
I'm just not thrilled about it.
Do you know what I mean?
- Not really.
- Well, of course, you don't.
You had a real partner in Jake.
I wish I had that.
- I thought you said it takes more than love
to make a marriage work.
- It can,
but it shouldn't.
(soft music)
- No.
(soft music)
- Okay, well, what about this one?
- I'm not going to a funeral, Ellie.
(scoffs)
- Okay.
- Come on.
- Ooh!
Got it.
Touch of glamor.
(chuckles)
This could actually be really fierce.
- Oh, my God, yes!
I have the perfect ballet slippers for it.
(laughs)
- Now, this could be a real power move.
- Oh, my gosh!
Do you think I could pull that off?
- You?
Now?
Absolutely.
(upbeat music)
- Hello!
- [Man] Hey.
- It's good to see you guys.
You look great.
Enjoy the party, okay? - Okay.
(sighs)
- Hello, everybody.
My name is Mara, if you don't already know by now.
Um, thank you so much for being here
on this beautiful occasion.
Alex and I became best friends the moment I saw this video.
- Okay.
Oh my god!
What's up, MTV?
My name is Alex Feinberg.
(laughs)
I'm a freshman at UC Santa Barbara
and I wanna be a contestant
on the next season of the "Real World/Road Rules Challenge."
(laughs)
MTV, meet my rats.
I don't, I don't still have the rats.
- FYI, the rats' names were Tek and Ruthie.
And, yes, that is a reference to "Real World."
And, yes, Alex still thinks those pants
are as flattering as they are functional.
(laughs)
- Oh!
- Now, this video goes on for another 15 minutes
and it's mostly just Alex showing MTV
how to make a sarong out of bedsheets.
(guests laughing)
So I tracked down this lovable weirdo
because I knew I needed him in my life.
And while I now have to share my lovable weirdo with Zak,
I appreciate them every day just a little bit more.
Not just for sharing their love,
but for teaching me that this,
the two of you,
that is what a real,
functional relationship is.
So cheers.
- [Guests] Cheers!
- To Alex and Zak,
the cargo pants of couples.
(group cheering)
Get over here before I embarrass myself.
- Where did you find that?
Hiyah!
- Hey, Mara.
That was a really great speech.
- Thanks.
Uh, where's Nicole?
- We get, like, a drink sometimes, but that's really.
Can we talk outside?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
- You look really good. - You look really good.
(laughs)
I, I was gonna say the same thing.
I-I did say the same thing at the exact same time.
Stop talking.
So, I, um,
that, uh, that food critic's review, I read it.
Um, it's really something.
Congratulations.
I'm so happy for you.
- Thank you.
Thanks.
Uh, and I saw your website.
- Yeah.
(chuckles)
- Really proud of you.
- Thanks.
I jumped in because of you.
It's weird 'cause it's like everything I've ever wanted,
but I just,
just--
- It doesn't quite feel right.
- Yes.
We went to a total of seven weddings together.
Robbie and Violet's,
Ellie and Howard's--
- I think his name was Marcus.
- Oh, dammit!
- Really struggled with that.
- I think I really loved Howard.
(laughs)
(clears throat)
Anyways, um, all those couples,
those seven couples, they,
they all had one thing in common.
What they had that I didn't?
The will to try.
And they all, they all had their problems.
- Look, Mara, I know that I scared you.
- They all pushed through.
- I rambled on about some bullshit life and--
- The second that I had the chance to run,
I didn't take my advice, and I'm miserable.
- This is not you, it's not us.
I wasn't miserable.
I'm still in love with you,
exactly how you are,
for who you are.
Mara, when you took off that ring--
- I know.
I have to tell you something.
It's scary.
- Just say it.
- I'm still in love with you.
(uplifting music)
Am I making you nervous?
(uplifting music)
- Do I seem nervous?
¶ Ah, freak out ¶
¶ Le freak, c'est chic ¶
¶ Freak out ¶
¶ Ah, freak out ¶
¶ Le freak, c'est chic ¶
¶ Freak out ¶
¶ Chic, chic ¶
¶ Have you heard ¶
¶ About the new dance craze ¶
¶ Listen to us ¶
¶ I'm sure you'll be amazed ¶
¶ Big fun ¶
¶ To be had by everyone ¶
¶ All that pressure ¶
¶ Got you down ¶
¶ Has your head ¶
¶ Spinning all around ¶
¶ Feel the rhythm ¶
¶ Check the rhyme ¶
¶ Come on along ¶
¶ And have a real good time ¶
- Cold feet?
- Me?
Really?
- It's a big commitment.
Just wanna make sure you're sure.
- I'm sure.
- Alright.
¶ Our hearts in motion ¶
Look at this one right here.
Hey.
Hey, guys. - [Mara] Hello!
Hey, guys.
- Sup.
- You're so sweet.
¶ It's a new dawn ¶
¶ From here on ¶
(electronic music)
¶ Adios ¶
¶ Feel our hearts in motion ¶
¶ To a new song ¶
¶ Bon voyage to the damage ¶
¶ We're at a new dawn ¶
¶ I want to feel the feels ¶
¶ I want to feel the thrill ¶
¶ As long as I'm breathing still ¶
¶ We're in too deep ¶
¶ To give this up ¶
¶ So drown me in your love ¶
¶ The best is yet to come ¶
¶ So we're smooth sailing now ¶
¶ You and me from here on out ¶
¶ You and me ¶
¶ Love is smooth sailing now ¶
¶ You and me from here on out ¶
(electronic music)
¶ I want to sail with you ¶
¶ Into the blue with you ¶
¶ Sipping champaign with you ¶
¶ You'll be thirsty for a while ¶
¶ The tears from my eyes ¶
¶ Lead me home ¶
¶ And let me make it right ¶
¶ Feel our hearts in motion ¶
¶ To a new song ¶
¶ Bon voyage to the damage ¶
¶ We're at a new dawn ¶
¶ I want to feel the feels ¶
¶ I want feel the thrill ¶
¶ As long as I'm breathing still ¶
¶ We're in too deep ¶
¶ To give this up ¶
¶ So drown me in your love ¶
¶ The best is yet to come ¶
(woman harmonizing)
¶ So we're smooth sailing now ¶
¶ You and me from here on out ¶
¶ You and me ¶
¶ Love is smooth sailing now ¶
¶ You and me from here on out ¶
¶ Love is smooth sailing now ¶
¶ You and me from here on out ¶
¶ You and me ¶
¶ Love is smooth sailing now ¶
¶ You and me from here on out ¶
(soft music)
(exotic music)