Previously on Californication...
Mm. I fucking love teeth. They fascinate me.
When Levon came along, he derailed the whole acting thing.
- Yeah. - I became a dental hygienist.
Oh, so you're my manager now.
Maybe you should think about getting some other clients.
Yeah, but that's the other reason I'm here.
I have a severe nut allergy.
- Yeah, of course you do. - I could die.
That would be a shame.
Oh!
I-I really want to have sex with Rath's assistant.
Well, it's good to have dreams,
good to shoot for the moon.
Yeah, but how do I get there?
It's best to play it cool.
I'm sorry to interrupt. I'm Julia, Levon's mom.
H-hi, Melanie.
I-I'm very sorry I created
a hostile working environment for you.
Rick Rath. Have you ever done any acting?
Oh, years ago, in New York.
You know what?
I'm gonna let you in on a little secret.
I think you're probably a lot more talented
than you think you are.
Ohh.
- Oh, hey. - Hi.
Oh, I know you, uh, love
that overgrown man-child of yours.
Ours? Too soon?
But you got to stop visiting him at work.
It's not cool.
In fact, it's so far from cool, it's almost creepy.
No, it's creepy.
Yep, we're in creepy town right now... population you.
"A," I have an appointment, and "B," it's too soon.
And "C," are you getting stoned right now?
What kind of appointment?
- It's an acting appointment. - Mm.
- You didn't answer my question. - An audition.
Rath said that there was a small part
that I might be good for.
Oh, Rath did, did he? Very interesting.
You don't think it's a good idea?
No, but I think very few things are good ideas.
It turns out I'm a very negative person,
but I'm working on it with my therapist.
Not really. What's wrong?
I'm really nervous.
I'm really, really nervous.
Like explosive diarrhea nervous?
It doesn't matter.
Whatever is going on in your gastrointestinal tract,
nobody cares. You know why?
'Cause you look amazing.
- Really? Do you think so? - I do. I think.
I think many thoughts, many impure thoughts.
It's like the pussycat theater up in here right now.
What the fuck am I thinking? It's so stupid.
I mean, I should just go back to work where it's safe,
where people love me, and people have teeth that need cleaning,
and I know how to do that.
I do it really well.
Just tell Rath thanks, but, no, thanks.
I will do nothing of the sort.
You... you can do this. Go on.
How do you know?
Because I am flashing back
to a memory of our brief history together.
I used to run lines with you.
- Yeah, mm-hmm. Remember? - Sort of.
No matter what the sides were,
you'd always turn it into a sex scene.
Well, obviously, I was trying to get you
to internalize the material
without thinking too much about it.
Or I was just being awesome.
Either way, you're gonna be great in there.
Just break one of those incredibly sexy legs of yours.
- Thank you, Hank. - You're welcome, Julia.
You can go back to getting stoned now.
Thank you. Thank...
Hey, um, maybe you care to partake.
You know, all the cool kids are doing it.
It might just take the edge off.
Come here.
A little shotgun.
There you go. You're ready now.
Go get them.
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Hey, get in here. Take a look at this.
You tell me if it's as good as I think it is.
- I'm biased, but, uh... - All right. Mmhmm.
How was your weekend, Danko?
Groovy, baby. Grande groovy.
When are you gonna let me make you
a permanent part of my weekend plans?
- Who writes this shit... you? - Fuck you.
I didn't write this shit. You did.
I didn't write it.
Sounds like something you would have written.
- Shoo! - Okay, watch.
There's rules about that, Danko.
Rules are made to be broken, sweetheart.
So is hearts, Danko.
So is hearts.
Was that okay or... Can I do it again?
Watch. She's gonna laugh.
That's it? That's the...
Yeah, it's a small part,
but she'd be the secretary at the police station.
So she'd be around a lot, which would be nice.
And she's good, right? She is good.
She's... she's... she's very natural.
Very natural.
Extremely natural, if you know what I'm saying.
I think I know what you're saying.
I'm sorry. Does this make you uncomfortable?
I guess not.
- I mean, she's so beautiful. - Yeah.
But it's more than that.
She is like a hit of pure sunshine, you know.
- She's not like all these fucking damage cases - Yeah.
- you meet out here, you know? - Mmhmm.
Is it cool if I, uh...
- If you what? - Pursue her?
Well, her son does work for you, you know.
Is that a conflict?
Well, he's not gonna be that happy
if he finds out you're banging his mom.
Yeah, but what do I care if he's happy or not?
He works for me. I don't work for him.
That's true. That's true.
All right, I guess it's fine, then.
You're not looking to rekindle?
- No, no, not at all. - Why not?
My life is entirely too complicated right now.
Oh, right, you got that whole thing going on
with the mother of your other kid.
Yeah, that whole other-mother thing, yeah.
- Yeah. - Got that going on.
I don't know. Maybe you're right.
Maybe this isn't a good idea.
Maybe I shouldn't give her the part.
No, you should. You should.
I think you should. This is good.
This is a thing of good. You should give it to her.
Oh, I'll give it to her, all right.
Tha... sorry.
Goldie, I cannot thank you enough
for agreeing to sit down with me today.
Don't thank me. Thank Hank. He begged me to.
He also speaks the world of you.
- Really? - Yes.
Because usually he makes fun of me.
Well, he does that too, but I can tell it's out of love.
There is love. I do love the guy.
That is so sweet.
I took a bullet for him, you know?
- No, you didn't. - Yes, I did.
- Would you like to see? - Not really.
Can you see it?
That looks like eczema.
What? It's scar tissue.
Whatever, dude. What's your pitch?
Oh, right.
You are a very talented young woman, Goldie Forrest.
I have been a big fan for quite some time.
Cool. I haven't heard that one before.
You wrote an episode of Dawson's Creek, didn't you?
Yes, about a hundred years ago.
Why do you know that?
- 'Cause I love that show. - Bullshit.
You didn't watch Dawson's Creek.
Yes, I did!
I swear. I still watch it in reruns.
- Are you gay? - No, not at all.
Well, I was, yeah, for a short time.
- Plus, I was just pretending. - Why?
If I told you that, I would have to kill you,
because you would be bored to tears.
Thank you for that.
Sometimes when other people are telling a story,
I fantasize about reaching into their mouth,
ripping their tongue out,
and shoving it so far up their fucking ass
that they can only dream of shitting it out.
Wow.
You are a most delightful young lady.
Do you think I'm pretty?
Yes, very much so. I think you're beautiful.
But do you think it's working against me professionally?
Sometimes I think my looks are a problem.
You know, like, if I were a hatchet face,
I'd have my own show by now.
- Who are you with? - UTK.
But I'm feeling kind of lost over there.
That's not uncommon.
Have you ever given any thought to taking on a manager?
I have one.
In fact, I really should not be doing this right now.
Why? What are we doing?
We're talking. We're just... we're sitting.
We're talking. Two people sitting and talking.
It feels wrong, dirty, like I'm cheating on him.
I'm a dirty little slut.
- But obviously you're unhappy. - He's a good guy.
He's just kind of old, you know.
My writer friends call him "Old Balls."
He just seems impotent.
Actually, that's not the appropriate word.
It is the perfect word. He's a real limp dick.
Yeah, well, sometimes those limp dicks can surprise you.
Are you doing some kind of a weird reverse psychology
where you defend my current representation
and make me think you're a good guy?
Because it's totally working.
- What's wrong? - Nothing.
Why do you think something's wrong?
Because you're quiet, too quiet.
Usually I got to keep turning up the volume to drown you out.
I like that you know me.
What's the problem?
I'm fucking heartsick, man.
- Melanie? - Melanie.
Maybe you should shoot a little lower.
You know, what about that, um, that girl that works in post?
What about her?
You mean the one with the lazy eye?
Hey, her eye may be lazy, but that girl works her ass off.
When was the last time you jerked off to a girl
because she was a hard worker?
Melanie drives me crazy. She... she gets me so hot.
- I beat off to her at work today. - Oh, shit.
You know, that's very dangerous to masturbate at work.
You should talk to your Uncle Charlie about that.
It's not safe, and it's fucking disgusting.
- Hey! - What's wrong with you?
- Fuck you. - Don't jerk off at work.
Fuck you. Fuck you.
I think the director's trying to get in there.
What?
That little worm, that fucking hack?
You got the Moody blood running through your veins.
You can't let that little worm get in the way
of you and all your masturbatory daydreams.
She's way out of both your leagues anyway.
Yeah, but he's gonna win. He's a director.
No, he's a TV director,
and you're on your way up the ladder.
Granted, you're using a footstool
and barely holding on to the first rung,
but he's stuck in the middle.
Eventually he's just gonna fall off and die screaming.
I don't know how that little fuck keeps getting jobs.
- I don't know either. - He must have film somewhere
of Stu riding the Sybian or something.
- I think I'd like to see that. - Yeah, me too.
Whoo! I got it!
I got the part! I got the part!
Congrats. Way to go.
Whoo!
All right, congrats. Way to go.
I'd like to think my little pep talk
had something to do with it...
That and the shotgun.
What's wrong?
- Nothing. - Aren't you happy for me?
Are you kidding me? It's awesome.
Not only am I a 21-year-old guy who lives with his mother.
Now I'm a 21-year-old guy who works with his mother.
It's so cool.
Oh, and then there's the fact we moved all the way out here
to launch my acting career,
and you're the one who lucks into a job.
Good for you, mom. Good for you.
Hey, stop being such a snotty little killjoy.
This is your mother's happy day.
- Yeah, what he said. - I'm sorry.
Come on, let's celebrate. It's great.
- You go have fun, you two. - You're happy for me.
- Let's have dinner. - Here, get the door. Just shut it.
- Wait. Can Hank come? - No.
Oh, I'm sure Hank has better things to do.
No, no, I got to work on my 85-page outline
for Santa Monica Cop.
New career high, by the way.
Come on, Hank. Don't be such a killjoy.
It's mom's happy day. Right?
Oh, all right.
- Whoo! - Come on, get in.
Tight squeeze back here.
To the city of angels,
where it turns out dreams actually do come true.
Tell that to all the brokenhearted starlets
who got chewed up, spit out, and f'd in the "A"
atop the Hollywood sign.
Cheers.
- Cheers. - I love this city. Whoo-hoo!
Okay, okay, go easy there, ma. She can't handle her alcohol.
I beg to differ. Back in the day, your mom could drink.
That's right.
I could drink you under the table, motherfucker.
Maybe I just like getting you under the table.
- Motherfucker. - Oh, gross.
Get a room, you two.
Jesus.
You know what?
There are some seriously hot bitches here tonight.
- This is great. - Who are you right now?
What have I told you about trying too hard?
You know, anybody can be a dick.
Be a gentleman.
- Yeah, what she said. - Thank you.
Excellent parenting.
Shit.
- What? - It's Melanie.
What's so bad about that? He likes Melanie.
- Shut up. - Will you tell me? I want to hear all about it.
They need me back at the office. You got to drive me.
Oh, no, we're just getting started.
We're gonna raise the roof! Come on, let's play some pool!
Mom, this is my job we're talking about here.
They tell me to jump. I got to jump.
It's show business.
Can I pee first?
Permission granted. Bring back a sample.
So what's the move here?
If I find myself alone with her, you know, what do I do?
- You really like this girl? - Pretty much, yeah.
Then just make your intentions known,
and don't be creepy about it.
Don't whip out your dick or anything like that.
- Why would I take my dick out? - Because... Well, your mom and I spoke.
Shut... It was a phase.
Why did she tell you that?
I'm impressed.
I could totally see us working together.
That is music to my ears, Goldie.
You just say the word,
and I will start working to make your dreams come true.
Tell me something.
What are some of your immediate goals?
You know what I want more than anything?
- Hmm? - To run the fucking show.
Rath is a hack.
He's just coasting on his resume at this point.
I mean, if he would just listen to me,
we could totally fucking crush it,
but his head is so far up his own ass
that he can't hear what anyone else is saying.
I find myself just sitting in meetings,
like, nodding my head at every stupid fucking idea he has.
You know what I mean?
You help me get the show out from under Rath,
and I'm all yours. What do you say?
It sounds kind of devious, actually.
I know, right?
So all I have to do is break up with "Old Balls."
- Oh, unpleasant. - But necessary.
- I have a confession to make. - Oh, what's that?
Before the meeting,
I went on RedTube and watched your masturbation video.
I'm sorry about that.
I've been trying to get them to take it down,
but apparently it still gets a lot of hits.
Don't apologize. It's kind of hot.
I mean, there is nothing
limp dick about you, Charlie.
So what kind of cleanup am I looking at in there?
I don't know what you're insinuating.
Thanks for celebrating with us.
I think it really meant a lot to Levon.
Sure. I was happy to.
You know, you deserve a little stardust.
- You do. - Thanks, Hank.
I think your pep talk really helped.
- Sure. - Good night.
And I probably shouldn't say this out loud,
but apparently that's what I do, so I will.
But you do realize that Rath
might have certain expectations now, right?
- What are you talking about? - Well, he did give you the job.
Are you saying that he expects me to have sex with him
or give him a blow job?
I'm sure he'd enjoy either one of those options.
He does find you pretty foxy.
Well, he said I was very natural.
You are very natural.
You are. You're also... you're very naive.
Jeez, maybe I should turn it down.
No... don't cut off your boobs to spite your chest
or something like that.
I'm just trying to make you aware
that the boss man might have a crush on you.
You know, you could do a lot worse.
I mean, the guy's a serious fucking earner.
He has really nice teeth.
And he's got really nice teeth.
- Smile. - Do I have to?
You have something between your lateral incisor
- and your canine. - I know. Ah.
Looks like a little hamburger meat.
- Gone now. - Thank you.
Look at these choppers.
They could really use a good cleaning.
Okay, I'll make an appointment.
I will. I'll make an appointment.
- You should. - Mm-hmm. I will, right away.
You know, I'm not really ready to call it a night.
No? All right, I'm game.
Let's do it.
Just tell me where to point this lead sled.
Okay.
I'm waiting.
So...
- Does Rath ever hit on you? - No.
I gave him a killer blow job when I first got here.
He's left me alone ever since.
- Really? - Yeah.
That's smart, I guess.
Dude, I'm kidding.
Of course you are.
So what... what makes your blow jobs so killer?
Well, wouldn't you like to know?
- I would, yeah. - You're funny.
Anyway, Rath has been through a bunch
of sexual harassment lawsuits,
so he's pretty much learned to behave himself.
I mean, I-I do catch him staring at my tits here and there,
but that's okay.
You know, I take it as a compliment.
You totally should.
One, two, three, eyes on me.
- Hey, Mel. - Hey, you.
Can you, uh, run out and get me a nonfat vanilla latte, kid?
Yeah. I really don't work for you, so...
Yeah, but you work for the show, right?
Yeah, so?
So, if you work for the show, you work for me,
because I direct the show.
Well, you directed the pilot, except for the reshoots.
I guess they had to bring in someone else for those, right?
Come here.
Look, I have laid a lot of groundwork
with this girl... we're talking weeks of prep.
You are not gonna fuck this up for me.
I know you think
I'm just swinging my big, fat dick around.
But the truth is I'm actually seeing a few steps ahead.
No matter what happens between her and me,
it's gonna end badly.
I know that going in.
I accept it as the cost of doing business.
But you... you could be like the shoulder to cry on.
- See where I'm going with this? - Yeah. And you're full of shit.
And you could use an altoid.
Vanilla latte.
Get her one too, and, uh, don't be too quick about it.
Hello.
I can't tell you how not into this I am.
Oh, don't be such a pussy. It's just a cleaning.
Yes, but you've been drinking.
You probably shouldn't be handling dental equipment
under the influence.
What are you so afraid of?
You've seen Raiders of the Lost Ark.
Yeah.
You know how Indiana Jones is this all-around badass?
- Mm-hmm. - He's literate. He's smart.
He's good with the whip,
great with the ladies, a little like me, right?
But he's definitely afraid of snakes.
Okay, so?
I'm definitely afraid of dentists.
- Oh. - That dude is my snakes.
Oh.
Once, I saw Marathon Man when I was younger,
and I had nightmares for weeks.
I wet the bed after that,
which is way hotter when a woman does it.
I'm gonna clean your teeth. Whoo!
Say, "You're a really good director."
You're a really good director.
Say... say, "You're a feature director."
You are a feature director. You are.
Yeah, that's right. I am a feature director.
- I am. - Yes, you are.
Oh, I'm just doing television because it pays good,
- but I'm close. Oh! - Oh, yeah.
I'm close. I'm close to having a feature.
- Oh, yeah. You're so close. - Oh, Jesus, this is awful.
I'm not gonna be able to un-see this shit.
Leave the lattes and get the fuck out of here.
Oh.
Oh, my God. Oh.
Oh, shit.
You shouldn't be doing this, Melanie.
You deserve so much better.
He's on his way down. I'm on my way up.
- Says who? - My father.
I knew it. That fucking guy...
he lives to fuck my shit up! He's such a fucking asshole!
Hey, that's my father you're talking about!
Yeah, your father is a fucking asshole!
You're a dick. You know that?
You're the dick.
- You. - I hate you.
- You're a dick! - Your dad is ruining my life.
- Get off me. - God damn it.
What the fuck? You have a gun in there?
- Smell my finger. - Ow. No, never!
- Smell my fingers. - God, fuck me, man.
- Fucking asshole. - You're a sick bastard.
I can't believe you're into that guy, Melanie.
He... he's on his way down.
I'm on my way up the ladder. I'm climbing.
I don't mean this the way it sounds, but you're a PA.
- He's directed movies. - Shitty movies.
And what other way could that have possibly sounded?
He owns a home and a car.
That's what this is about... possessions?
Anyone can buy stuff. Not everyone has one of these.
Oh.
You have a surprisingly big dick.
Thanks.
Oh, but that doesn't make me want to be with you, Levon.
This is not as bad as I thought it was gonna be.
I told you so.
You're really good at the cleaning of teeth.
Fucking "A" right I am.
Can I have another hit of the nitrous?
No. Come on. You've had enough.
You didn't see me cutting you off
when we were at the bar, did you?
Close your mouth.
You know, you got to see a dentist
on a more regular basis.
I can't stress it enough how important good oral hygiene is.
Stop saying that.
- What? - "Oral." It's turning me on.
Ha ha ha.
It's good to know I still turn you on.
There's nothing about you
that wouldn't turn a person on, lady.
- Really? - Mm.
It doesn't feel that way sometimes.
No serious relationships ever?
I mean, there were a few things
that might have been something, but Levon always got in the way.
I just... I wanted to find somebody who could embrace him
for who he is and also, you know,
play an active role in his life, but I guess that's a lot to ask.
Hmm.
Well, this could be the nitrous talking,
but I think he's kind of a great kid.
He's really... he's kind of awesome
in an initially off-putting kind of way.
- It's weird. - I know, right?
- He's a really good kid. - Yeah.
He's got a great heart.
Well, he gets that from you, from his mom.
- Well, that's not fair. - What?
You're just complimenting me on my mothering skills
when I'm so close to you?
This is... is probably not a good idea.
- It's a terrible idea. - Terrible idea.
It's Levon. That figures.
He's always been such a little cock blocker.
- Should I rinse? - Yeah, rinse.
What's wrong, honey?
You told me to make my intentions known.
Yeah, I also told you not to take your dick out.
I specifically said that.
I know. I got carried away. I'm sorry.
You think?
I did not raise you to threaten women with your penis.
I wasn't threatening her, okay?
I was showing it to her.
I thought it might make a difference.
Whatever. I-I should've known better.
No one I like ever likes me back anyways.
I'm not saying what he did is right,
but I get where he's coming from.
You know, he's a guy. He just wants to get laid.
- It's totally normal. - Oh, yeah, it's normal,
but it's disgusting, and it's illegal.
Yeah, it's all those things too.
But what is that about?
I mean, is... is... is it handsome and special?
- It's pretty big. - Oh.
Like father, like son...
Unless big dicks run in your family too.
He could have your big dick.
Now, where were we before we were so rudely interrupted
by your son's overwhelming need to expose himself?
My son? Our son.
I thought you said it was too soon.
Speaking of too soon,
what happened before... that can't happen again.
I agree. Too confusing.
What happens in the dentist's office
stays in the dentist's office.
So you're saying it can only happen in a dentist's office?
No, no, I get it.
- I'm just kidding. - I'm not saying that.
I know. And I'm gonna have a talk with him,
you know, about girls,
and try to make sure he doesn't get arrested for something.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
It was a pleasure co-parenting with you tonight,
and I'm gonna hit the road before the nitrous wears off.
Do you have any more of that stuff from this morning?
- That stuff? - Mmm.
Let me see.
? Your head'll collapse ?
- Ah... - ? And there's nothing in it ?
? And you ask yourself ?
? Where is my mind? ?
- ? Where is my mind? ? - Whoa, whoa.
? Where is my mind? ?
? Way out there ?
? Out in the water ?
? See it swimmin' ?
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