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Mommy, what's that man doing?
- Nothing, sweetheart. - You missed it.
Ricky?
- Hey, Mark. How's it going? - All right, pretty good.
Hey, I shot a Geico commercial.
Oh, congratulations.
Yeah. You still taking a break?
- Yeah. - Ah, you'll be back.
- Yeah, we'll see. - Hey, thanks
for The Celestine Prophecy.
- Oh, amazing, right? - Hoo, mind blowing.
Hey, man, I'll see you later.
Hi, welcome. Today we're going to do a bit
of a Kundalini Vinyasa flow mesh.
So we'll go ahead and start by just rubbing the hands
back and forth, building some friction, building some heat.
And really creating the energy here.
And then once you feel that heat,
you'll separate the hands.
Really feeling that line of energy between your palms
and then we'll go ahead and bring it to the heart.
Hey. How'd it go?
I'm trying to find the magic in my yoga practice.
- I cannot find it. - Yeah, well don't force it.
Don't force it, use the force.
You ever heard of the trance state?
I find the waves, I feel the magic.
I listen to the beats.
And yet I cannot incorporate that
into my fucking yoga practice.
Everything was poppin' today.
I ran into Mark from my acting class,
tells me he just shot a Geico commercial.
30 seconds later, I see a Geico sign on a bus.
Signs everywhere. Poppin'. Pop, pop, pop.
It's like these signs let me know I'm on the right path.
One sign leads to the next, pop, pop, pop.
It's like getting high without the drugs.
What the fuck are you doing?
Do you have something to say to me?
Wake up, people!
You're standing by, waiting, and they are taking over.
If you wait any longer, there will be no park.
There will be no tree. There will be no humanity,
only suits and skyscrapers.
Wake up, people.
Take action.
Do something.
Whose park? Our park!
- Hey, Danny. - Hey, Ricky.
- It's a strange energy today. - Might rain.
Do you know they're planning on expanding
that restaurant onto the playground?
I saw that.
Kick his fucking ass, Trav.
- I saw someone. - Who?
- Someone from my past. - A friend?
Not exactly.
I don't know what's going on inside of me.
There's an old Native American tale.
An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life.
A fight is going on inside of him between two wolves.
One is evil, the other is good.
The grandson asks, "Which wolf will win?"
The old Cherokee simply replied,
"The one you feed."
Ricky, Ricky, Ricky.
Andy, I thought you weren't coming back 'til September.
Ah!
- Surprise, surprise, here I am. - Oh man,
this has been the strangest day.
What's going on? Why did you come back early?
I miss New York. Holy shit. Look at you.
- What? - You look like a guru.
If I saw you from the back,
- I would have hit on you. - Okay.
- So tell me, how was it? - Oh, my god.
Yeah?
Yeah, come on, man. I'm jumping out of my skin.
New York City!
I'm sprinting down Las Ramblas.
Girl's tits, they're bouncing all over the place.
She's foaming out of the mouth like out of Pulp Fiction,
and I'm yelling at the prostitutes,
"Hospital, hospital, donde esta hospital?"
Half a mile I run. My back? My back still hurts.
Well, was she okay?
She had a hell of a hangover, man.
Oh, my god, you slept with her, didn't you?
Yeah, but not that night.
Unbelievable.
How's the acting going? You taking a part as Jesus or what?
No, man, I'm not acting anymore.
What, you taking some time off? You're taking a break, or?
No man, I'm, I'm done.
- Ah, you can't quit. - Why not? You did.
On the contrary,
I use my acting skills to catch bad guys.
- Oh, I see. - And you're, what?
- Into the spiritual thing now? - Not the spiritual thing.
What did I tell you about that stuff before I left?
- It's all bullshit. - It's bullshit for you, man.
- Oh boy, here we go. - Look, I don't want to fight.
You just got back. Come on.
That's how it's done.
I've actually been on the most amazing high, until today.
I saw someone I haven't seen in a long time.
- Who? - Guy who gave me this scar.
- Guy from high school? - Yeah.
- What did you do? - I froze again.
- I completely froze. - Ah, man.
You gotta confront this guy.
Andy, it was a million years ago.
So? You still getting those headaches?
You still having those nightmares?
If you don't confront him, this guy,
is going to haunt you for the rest of your life.
You think you're going to see him again?
Well, my high school reunion is Saturday night.
- There you go. - I'm not going.
Come on, let's go get Chinese.
What, what the fuck are you doing?
What? Would you just let me, I need to be
spiritually centered before I go, okay?
So you do your thing, I'll do mine.
- You just freeze up. - No, no, I don't freeze up.
It's your move. It's... it's your move
Don't just sit there. Do something.
It's your move.
- Do something. - Yo, think I can get next, man?
Ah, it's just a friendly game, mate.
Take my horse. You wanna wait around your whole life
sitting on a park bench?
- Good, there we go. - Booyah, how's that?
Did he just jump over the guy's piece?
That's not a legal move, there, son.
Don't retreat. You didn't need to retreat.
- You want to take that back? - No, that's my move.
- Why would you... - That's my move.
Check. Now hit me back. Stop retreating.
He's going for the kill.
- Stop retreating! - I was in check!
- You had another move. - Where?
- Right there, you had my... - Will you shut up?
Alright man, we outta here, bro.
- Forget this, man. - Checkmate.
Well, at least you told the guy to shut up.
- It was none of his business. - Ah, you waking up?
- I'm not asleep. - So you say.
Play again?
Nah, I gotta go, man.
Why don't we go out tonight?
Hey, Ricky, I missed you.
Sit. Sit. Oh, you're such a good puppy.
That your dog?
No.
Hola.
I don't think he speaks Spanish.
No, that'd be weird.
So you live here?
- Um, no. No. - Oh, but I've seen you around.
Well, yeah, I mean, I live... here,
I just don't live in a park.
Not in a park.
Hey, it's okay.
What are you, what are you reading?
"Women Who Run With the Wolves."
Whoa, deep.
All right, well, I'll leave you to it then.
I'm Ricky.
Natalie.
Repeat after me.
The deeper I feel, the deeper I heal.
The deeper I feel, The deeper I heal.
No, no, no, no, no. You need to go shopping, my friend.
Wha...?
Yeah, I'm not wearing that.
I'll stick out like a sore thumb.
Exactly. And you know what? Hey, do me a favor. Shave.
Not a chance.
The birds can find another place to nest.
- Woah, who are you? - Let's rock and roll.
Do you wanna go?
No.
- 'Sup, man? - How's it going, man?
Good, you?
Thanks, man.
I want a drink.
- Do you want a drink? - I want a drink.
- Vodka cranberry. - Two.
- Three! - Oh no, I don't drink.
- Are you on medication? - No, I just don't drink.
Why? Why you don't drink?
I don't know. Why do you drink?
To have fun.
Fun, huh?
Look, ladies, I drink enough for the both of us. Cheers.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
And where are you ladies from?
- Russia. - Italy.
You're Italian?
You speak Italian?
Of course, I was born in Italy.
Cheers.
Well then, can we speak in Italian?
Yes, why not.
They understand?
They don't understand anything. So we can do whatever we want.
Do you want to go down and dance?
Yes.
Relax.
What is that?
- Just take it. - No, wait, what is it?
Aye, just relax.
Mhmm.
Oh, my god.
Magic time.
How you feel?
What the fuck are you looking at?
Let's go.
Where the fuck are we?
Yeah, where are we?
I have absolutely no clue.
I think we lost.
Holy shit.
It's him.
Ah! Ah!
Holy shit! Holy shit!
Ricky!
Holy shit, it's him!
He's coming!
Help me, help me! I'm not ready!
Man, I'm really tripping out.
Shh.
♪ Hush little Ricky, don't you cry ♪
♪ Tanya's gonna sing you a lullaby ♪
♪ And if that little bird don't sing ♪
Okay, bye-bye.
What are you doing here so early?
Uh...
I, uh...
I think I slept here last night.
Yeah? Did you pass out or something?
Yeah, something like that.
What do you take pictures of?
Whoa, these are really good.
Wait, why'd you take this one, this guy?
I don't know.
Yeah. Something about his eyes, you know?
There's an intensity.
Like a wolf.
Yes, yes, like a wolf. Totally.
It's captivating, you know?
Captivating, huh?
So what, why are you out here so early?
Um, same reason I'm always here.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Just this thing with this guy.
What guy?
Um, Bob, this guy that I know
or, well, I guess used to know,
because I don't even recognize him anymore.
He's a total jerk and I, yeah,
I don't want to be around him, so I just come here.
Well, why? Does he live with you?
Um, no, no. Well, kind of, not really.
Kind of. I don't know.
I don't really want to talk about it.
Oh.
Hey, do you want to go on an adventure?
What?
I have an adventure. Yes.
- Now? - Yes. Yes.
Uh...
Come on. Let's go.
So, Ricky, what do you do that has you
in the park all day? You're like a park ranger?
- No, I was an actor. - Why "was"?
It's complicated.
All right. Give me the short version.
Um...
Alright, uh,
well, I was, I was acting in this play off-Broadway.
Opening night, lots of anticipation.
New York Times reviewer in the house.
Wow.
Yeah, play's going great, laughs in all the right places.
And we get to the part where I have this big speech,
I am on a mission of great importance,
but I am thought to be insane...
And this guy calls out, "I don't believe you!"
I don't believe you.
I don't. I don't believe you. I don't believe you.
I don't fucking believe you.
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't believe you,
I don't fucking believe you. I don't believe you.
I don't believe you.
It's my line. I don't know what my line is.
I can't continue the play.
I don't know what my line is.
What the fuck is my line?
Help me, help me, help me.
I don't believe you. I don't believe you.
What's my line? Why are you laughing?
I'm in pain.
I don't know what to do. I'm scared, I don't know my line.
What the fuck? Your line, give me a line, please! Please!
Please, it's opening night.
The New York Times reviewer's here. I need help!
So what, you just quit?
I didn't quit. My path lead me in another direction.
You know, I wanted to tell you something. Um...
I saw you in the park and, you know, I thought you were cute,
even though you had all that hair.
But it seems like you were in a tunnel or something.
And then yesterday, when you talked to me,
it looked like you were alive for the first time.
Wow. Stalker. No, that's, that's really good.
What... What makes a good photographer?
I never understood it.
I think I just love people. I love strangers.
I love getting to know them.
Picking up all these stories, or...
Yeah, there's just a lot, you know?
And it's all really beautiful,
and I think I'm just afraid I'm going to forget it all.
So, I'm trying to capture as much as I can.
Stay like that.
- You have to wait, no. - I like that.
I'm sharing some of my photos
at this show Saturday, if you want to come.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah, if you want to come.
Yeah, okay.
Oh, shit. No, I can't Saturday night.
Oh, that's too bad.
We should still hang out sometime, though.
- Yeah. Like tomorrow night. - Yeah, sure.
Yeah, 'cause why wait 'til Saturday?
Yeah, totally.
Are you going to go home tonight?
Uh, I don't know. I don't know. Prob... I don't know.
Yeah, he hasn't been home, so I'm trying to figure that out.
Why don't you just stay at a friend's place?
You can even stay at my place if you want.
Really? Don't you think that's a little slutty?
- I don't know, first date... - Slutty? No. It's spontaneous.
Oh, oh, my god. Spontaneous. How dare you.
Mm-mm.
Yeah, I mean, we could watch movies all night.
Is that what we're going to do, watch movies?
Yeah or whatever.
I could totally watch movies all night, couldn't you?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. No, no, no.
That's totally right. We'll just, um...
watch movies all night and paint each other's nails
and like, play with teddy bears, right?
I think that's like, a sleepover.
It's a sleepover. It's a sleep over. Yeah.
Yeah, okay, sure. Yeah, do you have, um, popcorn?
Yeah, I have popcorn.
I don't have popcorn but we can stop off and get popcorn.
- I do have a microwave, so. - Perfect.
- So, not to toot my own horn. - Yeah, but, um...
Yeah. No, I should probably, I should probably tough it out,
- I think. - Okay. Wait, tough it out?
Tough it out? Are we like at the Okay Corral, tough it out?
No, I am more like the female version of Rambo. Thank you.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay. Should I get up and start dancing?
Thank you!
- What, what, what are we doing? - All right, we ready?
I don't know what we're ready for.
Do you know what dog fighting owners due to their dogs
- when they're young? - No, I don't.
They yank them by the balls really hard
Now, if the dog squirms and runs away,
they get rid of it. If it fights back...
that's the one they keep.
I can't imagine why you're telling me this.
I'm glad you asked. If I was to yank you by the balls...
- Please don't. - If I was to yank you
- by the balls... - Please don't.
You would squirm. You would retreat.
I'd have to get rid of you.
You need to learn to fight back. So...
- Put these on. - No. No, no, no, no, no.
- Let's place chess. - No, put those on,
do a little shadow boxing. Show me what you got.
- Seriously? - Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Woah, woah, woah.
Why are you punching up to the sky?
Is that like some spiritual thing?
- No, he's taller than me. - All right. So good.
We need to kick, then.
Okay? So, if it does get physical,
which I don't think it will... look at me...
but if it does, let him come for you,
sidestep him and kick him on the hip. Just below the hip,
there's a little spot there. Let me show you.
- No, I'm good. - I'm going to do it soft
- just so you can see. - I'm good, I'm good.
And that was just with my hand.
Mother fu... I don't wanna put him in the hospital.
Well, he would do it to you.
As a matter of fact, he did it to you.
It's either you or him. Let's go. Show me what you got.
Okay.
Okay. Snap it out and bring it back. Put your hands up.
Oh, there we go.
Keep your hands up.
- Okay. - Okay.
Now, I want you to put your hip into it. Turn the hips.
Make the face. Breathe through your nose.
- What are you doing? - Let's go.
- Okay. - Okay.
Again. Again. Hands up! Hands up! Hands up!
There we go. You waking up?
Now, did you feel the difference?
Yeah, it's in my hips, the power.
Excellent. So now, I want you to finish him off with a hook.
- Kick, hook. Let's go. - Oh, my Buddha.
- Let's go. - Okay.
The fucking bag is here. Where you punching? Let's go.
Yeah, give 'em hell, Rick.
Yeah! Yo Adrian.
Go back to the dumps where you belong.
I love it, I love it.
Let's go, let's go.
Hands up. Good. Excellent. Get loose.
Come on, let's do it again.
- Let's do it again. - Let's go.
Man, how do you know that?
Australian kickboxing champion 2005.
Undercover detective, international ladies man,
Australian kickboxing champion,
he is the most interesting man in the world.
All righty then. You're looking good, bad boy.
- You're looking real good. - Thanks, man. No, really.
- Thanks. - You got it. You got it.
Hey, we should celebrate. Let's go out tonight.
- Yeah, no more clubs. - I was thinking hookers.
Check that out.
Woo.
Hey, you want to go?
We're on a roll after the other night. Hey.
- No, man, I met someone. - Oh, who?
A photographer from the park.
Oh, she's hot.
- Lord Buddha. - Officer.
All right, I'll catch you guys later. Ohm.
- You becoming a monk? - Not exactly.
You're training for a boxing match.
- Andy's helping me. - I see.
Hey, man. we're going in this restaurant tonight.
- Why don't you come? - No, thanks.
Come on, I'd like you to meet Natalie.
And it's real Zen.
Maybe.
Hundreds, thousands of rats
just crashing onto the shore.
And I just kind of yielded to it.
You know, we have this saying back home.
"You eat what doesn't eat you."
And this Rottweiler just stopped
right in front of me and started licking my face.
- Hm. - What?
No, I was just thinking you should kick the shit out of it.
Come on, the dog stopped.
Yeah, what? And also, he was licking my face.
- It was beautiful. - Yeah, but if something
has a really bad energy coming towards you
you're not just gonna meditate.
Ricky. For the past six months,
we've been learning the way of the peaceful warrior.
What?
Um...
- Yeah, but that all changed. - What changed?
Well, I'm going to go to that reunion tomorrow night.
- What reunion? - My high school reunion.
Oh, that's fun.
Well, tell her.
I'm gonna c... I'm gonna confront this guy.
What did this guy do?
- We had a fight. - Recently?
No, in high school.
Are you ser... oh, so you had a fight in high school
and you're going to confront him now?
Why can't you just get over it?
Because I obviously can't get over it.
But is confronting this guy going to give you
- the peace that you seek? - Absolutely.
Peace doesn't come from this guy.
Of course it does.
If he doesn't confront this situation,
which happens to be this guy,
it's just going to keep repeating itself.
I don't know, I think that's thinking of things
in a pretty linear way.
That's thinking about it in a linear way.
Absolutely not.
Certain things were created in certain moments in your life.
You carry that forward with you.
Carry that with you.
Right? And in order to rectify it,
you need to go back
and confront whatever it is that was causing it.
It's not about confronting Travis,
it's about confronting yourself.
Is Travis here? Where's Travis?
Yeah, confront it now.
Look at this. He gave me this.
You attach meaning to that.
I didn't attach anything.
I got an invite to my high school reunion.
The next day, I see this guy and I totally freaked out.
You saw me. And I believe these coincidences
- are part of the path. - It is part of the path.
But if something comes in
that's not all light and peaceful,
then it's, "Oh don't go there, it's dangerous."
I don't think he's saying everything has to be light...
Look, at some point every person needs to stand up
and confront whatever fear is in front of him.
Yeah, everyone's doing that all the time.
I mean, what, are you saying we don't do that?
I'm dealing with my shit all the time.
I'm dealing with it right now.
'Kay, well what are you dealing with?
I mean, I'm just saying, I don't have to take revenge.
- I just take... - What are you dealing with?
whatever fear or frustration or rage or whatever...
What are you dealing with?
...and I put it into my art and I don't take revenge.
- I take photographs. - What are you dealing with?
What do you... there was someone in front of my fucking window
last night, and I'm scared. That's all.
Is somebody stalking you?
What? No, no, he's, he's not stalking me. Everything's fine.
Sorry, I'm so sorry. Um...
You were talking about your thing,
I didn't want to talk about this.
Listen. If someone's stalking you...
you need to do something about it.
Yeah, thanks, yeah. Uh, I'm fine, but...
And I can help you with this stuff, okay?
Really? Thank you, guys. I'm fine.
- Everything's fine. - Take my card.
Maybe I should buy a Rottweiler for myself.
Thailand, early morning, walking along the beach.
And I look out into the water and I see what looks like
- a black wave... - What?
Why are you looking at me like that?
I notice that it's rats.
So that was interesting.
Yeah.
Your friend Andy's a cop?
- I didn't expect that. - Why?
I don't know, just the way he talks about
all the adventures he goes on and everything.
Well, he actually used to be an actor. That's how we met.
So, um...
do you want to come up and uh,
I don't know, watch Rebel Without a Cause with me?
Are you trying to lure me up to your apartment
with Rebel Without a Cause?
Yes, I am.
Let's play a game. Simon says turn around three times.
Mm, four times, Simon says.
Two.
Three.
- Four. - Simon says,
open your eyes.
Simon says, come here.
I feel safe with you.
Take my card.
Your friend Andy's a cop?
Just the way he talks about all the adventures
he goes on and everything.
There are no more free people since 1965.
What was the name of that precinct up 135th street?
Oh, my God, Ricky. Are you okay?
Get the hell out of here.
Oh, my God. Ricky.
What's up?
- She here? - She just left.
Let's go.
Sorry, man, my head is messing with me.
Can I ask you a question?
- Yeah, what's up? - What was that last night?
All that Thailand and all that stuff?
Just telling stories, having fun.
Well, were you telling these stories,
- what, to impress her or... - Let's not go there, Ricky.
- Well, we're there, so. - Where are we?
- Thought didn't your mind? - You asked me to help.
No, I didn't.
She said this guy was stalking her.
No, she said she thought she saw someone outside her window.
And you said you thought it'd be a good idea.
What am I going to say?
Why am I even defending myself?
Maybe I'm not the one you're worried about it.
What does that mean?
Well, she's got an ex that's stalking her.
She hooks up with you.
She's got you all worked up in your head about nothing.
You're stepping in the ring with Tyson.
- You don't even know... - If anyone's Tyson it's you.
Man, ever since you got back,
It's like a locomotive smashed into New York City,
and all of a sudden it's...
full speed ahead with the Andy train.
You're asking me to back off? Fine.
Let's call it a day, man.
What is that? What is, "call it a day"?
You're asking me to back off the Andy train, the Andy show.
I've always been like this. You've never been
Mr. Fucking Zombified.
I don't even know who you are anymore.
But if this is the new you,
and you're asking me to back off, fine, do your thing man.
I didn't say back off, I asked you a question.
What's the fucking question?
Why is it so important to you that I confront this guy?
Because I believe in confronting your fears,
not running away from them. That'll give you strength.
That'll make you the man you want to be.
That will make you a true warrior.
And these coincidences,
if that's what you're into, you get the invitation.
you see the guy. If the writing's not
the fucking wall, dude, I don't know what is.
- And if I can be of some help... - Just stop helping, okay?
I asked you a question.
What's the fucking question?
Why is it so important to you
that I confront this guy?
I can't believe in confronting your fears,
not running away from them.
Full speed ahead with the Andy train.
Kick fucking asses, bro.
Ricky, Ricky!
- Remember that commercial? - Oh, congratulations.
A director saw it, he called my agent.
He wants to put me on Broadway. Me, on Broadway!
- Ricky! Ricky! Hey. - He said I fit the suit...
Yo, what's up?
- What was that? - What?
The wolf?
Oh, yeah, I was just giving him a photo I took.
- Did he give you his card? - Yeah.
- Why? - He's in real estate.
He's going to help me find an apartment.
- Do you know him? - Why are you acting like this?
- You're kind of scaring me. - I'm not trying to scare you.
Just tell me.
- Tell you what? - What am I, a fucking idiot?
- Do you know him? - Woah!
I know him from the fucking park. What is wrong with you?
Hey! Hey! Fucking asshole.
Am I a fucking idiot? Do you know him?
Yo, man, you want a hit?
Yeah.
That's good shit, right?
Do I know you?
What the fuck are you doing?
Do you have something to say to me?
Kick his fucking ass, Trev.
Why don't you guys do something?
Fucking say it.
Say it.
Say it. Say it.
Oh, my God!
Are you okay?
Get the hell out of here. I'm calling the police.
And your parents. All of you, get the hell out of here.
It's okay to be lost.
Mwah.
What are you waiting for?
My father fought the Nazis.
We stopped the war.
...with the crookedness of light,
so they're gonna revamp this park.
- You missed it. - The swine!
All of your life is important. You are a famous seeker.
All of your life is important.
You are a famous seeker.
We are living in 1984.
- Old you has died. - A new you is being born.
- From this fire. - Your spirit is rising.
It's burning. It hurts.
I know it hurts. Life hurts.
It's going to hurt and hurt and keep on hurting.
It really hurts. It really fucking hurts.
Look. It's hard. Soak it in. Soak it in.
This is the price of admission.
It's going to hurt until the day you die.
- No, no please no. Stop. - You are being reborn.
You are being reborn. Embrace it.
- No, I can't take it anymore. - Embrace it.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- Yes. Yes. - Take it in.
- No, no, no, no, no! - Yes. Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
- That's my boy. - Yes. Yes.
Yes!
Name?
Are you kidding me?
- I'm not kidding. - Are you serious?
Hey.
Ricky Riley.
- How's it going? - Yes, good. You?
Real good. Just finished law school.
Uh, joined the firm on the island.
- You alright, man? - What? Yeah. Yes. Yes.
You just got that, "I'm about to fly a plane into
the World Trade Center" look.
Is that Ricky?
- Hey, oh, Barry. Hey. - Hey.
How you been?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
I just have one question for you. Where have you been?
- Hey, Barry. - Hi, Frank.
Do you remember when we used to ride our bikes through
the back woods and we found that dilapidated house,
and that crazy old woman?
How do you remember that?
I remember everything.
Frank, are they going to change this music? It is awful.
I know, Jen. I'll talk to them.
- Hi. - Ricky Riley.
Oh, my God. What happened to you?
Jen, are you drunk already?
Fuck you, Frank. I wasn't being rude, okay?
- Hey man, you seen Travis? - Travis?
Yeah.
The images.
Man.
The fucking images.
I have these...
Flashbacks. Vague.
Sometimes I don't know what's real and what's a dream.
I'm not sure...
what's in my memory and what's my imagination.
I have my good days. I feel growth. But...
man...
it doesn't go away.
There's a battle raging in me.
The light and the darkness.
Sometimes I just wanna...
I don't know.
I have this...
thing tonight, this reunion.
Woohoo! What up, motherfuckers?
Excuse me, thank you.
The whole gang's back together.
- Hey, you guys seen Travis? - I want that one. No, that one.
- Yes. Thank you. - Hey you, Chase.
Giving the bartender a hard time.
What are you, on the wagon or something?
Why don't you grab a real drink?
- What's that? - Ricky boy, I know who you are.
It's your good buddy, Chase.
What, you don't remember me? I remember you.
Kick his fucking ass, Trav.
- What are you doing these days? - What's going on with you?
Life's great man.
Just got back, trip around the world,
Mykonos, Istanbul.
I mean, hedge funds are treating me great, but...
do you even know what a hedge fund is?
Yeah, I'm not really into the stock market.
Well, economy's shit now anyway.
But it doesn't affect me. I'm covered.
I own properties all over the place
and they're not going anywhere.
So I just keep on collecting checks. Ca-ching!
You still didn't answer my question. What do you do?
- Why? - What do you mean, why?
I'm an actor.
O-M-G, do you know Bradley Cooper?
An actor.
Doesn't your father own some huge real estate company?
Jeez, okay. Are you like a broke actor
or are you making some money?
Because if you're not broke, you're going to need some help
getting your money in the right place.
You still haven't changed, have you?
Oh no, I'm still a douchebag,
but now I'm a douchebag with money.
And you're just a broke actor.
Something tells me you're not getting many parts.
Fuck. Long island iced tea!
Do not speak English, you fucking moron?
This girl knows what she wants.
Can we get like, a fucking real bartender here?
Come on, bartender. Come on, man.
Long island iced tea. You get all the clear liquors
and then you mix them in and you put them all together.
Not hard.
What's on your face?
- Come here. - What's that?
Come here.
- What are you doing? - I'm wiping your face.
- Can you not do that? - You got black shit all over.
- Can you not do that? - Are you kidding me right now?
No, I'm not.
- Okay. Wow. - Ricky, lighten up, man.
Have a drink.
Wait a minute, can I talk to you for a second?
Is this going to be a deep conversation?
All right. What do you got to say, Dr. Phil?
- Remember that day where... - What day?
The day where I had the party in my backyard...
I remember the day I made my first 100,000 commission.
I remember the day I had every beautiful woman in town
wanting to get on her knees.
Shit, I remember the day I was on top of the Eiffel Tower.
You been to Europe? Oh, shit. I remember the day the stock
- market... - Will you shut the fuck up?
All right.
All right, thin skin, what do you gotta say?
- You remember this? - Yeah, I remember that.
Travis kicked your fucking ass.
I would have done the same thing.
- You were my friend. - And Travis was yours.
You were fucking his girl, and now if you'd fucked my girl,
- you'd be dead. - That's not what happened.
- They were broken up. - Ah, buddy.
- Yeah, that's how it went down. - Pretty much exactly.
Mallory. Hey, Mallory. Who did you date senior year?
Travis Jenkman junior and senior year
officially until, you know, well.
- Huh. - You tried to snake his girl,
and you earned your beat down.
You know, this is a transient thing.
You see, that's terminology from Wall Street.
Now, I'm here just to say hi to some friends.
Like, I want to deal winners.
I don't want to deal with fucking losers
who try to fuck around with my best friend's girl.
I just wanted to see how you were doing,
but evidently you're just a fucking little person with
a little goddamn mind.
And that's okay.
You're not the only little person in the world.
Look, tell you what.
If you ever make it. Give me a call, alright?
I'll help you make some real money.
- What do you want? - That guy, the wolf?
He's the one who gave me this.
- So what? - Do you still have his card?
- Are you fucking kidding me? - Can I just see it
- for a second? - No, you can just leave.
You could just leave or I'm going to call the cops.
Wait a minute, this is me. I'm not that guy.
I am asking you to leave...
- Wait... - You... Fucking...
Ugh!
Here. Okay, but, listen to me very carefully.
You take this, I never want to
hear from or see you ever again.
You got that?
This guy that I know,
or well, I guess used to know
because I don't even recognize him anymore.
I just can't stop thinking about you.
Hey, you okay?
Yo, get the fuck out of here, man.
Can you just wait outside? Ricky, please.
I'm not going anywhere. I'm not going anywhere.
- Babe, just, leave, just... - Woah, woah, woah.
Get your fucking...
- Fuck! - Yo man,
- why don't you back off? - Stop!
What the fuck!
Stop! This is my fucking show! Fuck!
Please stop!
Ricky!
Stop!
- Fucking, stop. Please. - Ricky.
Somebody call the fucking police.
Hey, hey, come here. Are you okay?
Oh, man. Get the fuck, get the fuck...
Come here, come here, I'm sorry.
No, no, no! Get the fuck away from me!
- Get the fuck away from me! - I'm sorry!
- Stay the fuck away from me! - I'm sorry.
What do you expect me to do? He came after me.
- No! - I'm sorry!
- No. Ha ha ha ha ha. - I'm sorry!
Oh, you want him to beat the shit out of you?
That's what you want? Huh? Do you?
You ruined my show.
- That was really embarrassing. - I'm sorry I ruined your show.
I'm sorry I ruined your show.
I feel bad. I didn't want that to happen.
It was the first time I felt like I did something right,
- and you fucked it all up. - I'm sorry.
- I don't believe you. - Okay.
Why did you come tonight?
Just for the fucking card?
Just back off, man.
You don't give a fuck about me.
Don't fucking do shit like that
and then say it was in my fucking honor
because it wasn't. I didn't want that.
I didn't want that at all.
I always fucking do this.
Like, oh, my God, you don't understand.
I know you said...
I know you said last night that you feel safe with me,
and now I know you that you don't.
I know that you don't feel safe with me now, and I'm sorry.
I didn't want to make you not feel safe with me,
- but I know that you don't. - Fuck, man. Fuck.
You're the wolf. How 'bout that?
- You're the wolf. - What?
You.
What do you mean? What you mean, I'm the wolf?
- You. - What do you mean?
The guy from high school is the wolf, so. So.
No, Ricky. You are.
No. Okay. No. What do you mean?
What do you mean? What do you mean?
It's fine. It's fine. It's fine. Sorry.
I don't mean to keep
fucking hitting you with it. You already apologized.
I appreciate that. I'm just a little rocked right now.
- Okay. - Okay.
It just went bad, it just all went bad, really fast.
You know, I do care about you.
You know, you turned the light on for me and...
I know we've just known each other a few days, but...
You made me feel alive,
and you made me feel something I haven't felt in a long time
and you opened my heart up.
And I had a good time with you.
So it might just have been hanging out for you, but...
Well, thanks for telling me that.
All right. I gonna to go back to the park.
I wanna just go sit in the park.
- Okay. - All right. I'm gonna go now.
Yeah.
I think the police might be after me.
Well, run fast.
- Okay. You're going to be okay? - Yeah, I'll see you around.
All right.
- See you around. - We're cool, we're good.
- Oh, yeah. We're great. - Okay. We're friends, even.
- Yeah. All right. - Cool. Okay.
- Okay, bye. - Bye, Ricky.
Bye. Bye, Natalie.
Well...
they're gonna bring it down to a misdemeanor.
He pulled a knife. It was self-defense.
He's going to go away.
And he might need a rabies shot
and you might need a muzzle, Tyson.
All right. I'm Tyson. I can handle that.
Good thing you're an actor.
Any other job and they might not employ you.
You've got a record now, bad boy.
I'm not acting anymore, so...
What? You're finally taking action?
Yeah, this is what happens when I take action.
You did what you needed to do.
I don't know, man.
I just need some time. I need to just...
get away. Go on retreat.
Maybe Thailand.
When I was growing up in Australia,
I saw the movie Serpico.
And it blew me away.
I wanted to be just like Al Pacino.
So I came to New York, went to acting school.
Did my little plays. It was fun, I got laid.
But I'd come off stage...
and always feel like there's something missing.
I'd think, "Where's the action?"
And then one day it occurred to me,
I don't want to be like Al Pacino.
I want to be like Serpico.
So I joined the academy.
And the day I put on that uniform,
that was it. The suit fit.
But that part of me that,
wanted to express itself, that wanted the fame,
the fortune, the recognition, the immortality, all that,
is in you, little brother.
You're the actor I could never be.
I am on a mission of great importance,
but I am thought to be insane.
Will you help me?
So I said, "Sure, man, I'll help you." He uh...
He asked me if I was aware of
the changes taking place in this country.
I told him it was hard not to be.
He took that newspaper from under his arm,
he started pointing it at me.
Do you believe that truth is dangerous?
Do you believe that art is dangerous?
If everyone is naked, does it matter if the emperor isn't wearing any clothes?
Do you understand why these questions are important?
Or are you just like all the rest?
Well, the second he stopped to catch his breath, I said,
"Okay, wait a minute. Now let me ask you a question."
Oh, he didn't like that.
Only he was supposed to ask the questions.
I said, "Well, what would you do if you were my age again?
Huh? What would you believe in?"
Well, he got red in the face and screamed at me,
"I wouldn't want to be your age again.
I travelled all over the world and covered three wars
for half a dozen papers.
I saw enough suffering to last the rest of my life.
I wouldn't want to be your age again
because I'm an old man and once was enough, you shithead."
Then he calmed down, he said,
"Do you know why I just yelled at you?
Because I'm using you. I'm using you."
Then he grabbed hold of my shirt and started crying.
Don't you understand?
I'm talking through you to the whole fucking human race.