Lem: I’m mad.
Lacey, they were attacking you. First. This was a response to that.
Bill…I’m glad you like your wife, but I wish you could respect mine.
You’re still angry.
Lacey: Is he? I thought he just assumed his wife had…her flaws…but was also extremely attractive to him.
Lem: I doubt it…
Do you care?
Lacey: Are they a threat to me or our family or Mark?
Lem: No.
No one associated with them either.
No threat of any kind.
Lacey: Not really.
As long as it doesn’t genuinely matter.
Lem: It doesn’t.
But why don’t you care?
Lacey: Because they aren’t…important to me.
Bill: WHY!?
*he yells*
Lacey: Because…we ended things on a nice note.
Your wife’s beauty.
Good enough.
Laura: You didn’t have a crush on him?
Lacey: Laura…do you really think I’d have a crush on him…or did you tell yourself that? Be honest.
Casi: Okay. How ugly is this guy?
*awkward silence*
Bill: I’m a professor.
I graduated from Duke University Divinity School.
I lived in Chicago. For a year. I’m in London now. My wife is a nurse. We’re…well-off, I guess.
I’m…five feet eight inches tall. Blue eyes. And in all seriousness…I’m built.
Casi: He’s handsome.
Bill: DUH.
Lacey: I never had a crush on him.
Why did you think that?
Laura: I think I liked the idea.
He made you laugh.
Lacey: He’s funny! When he wants to be.
Laura: But he could really get you to laugh.
Lacey: *smirks*
*laughs*
Listen to “Ottoman” by Vampire Weekend.
Lacey: What is it in this country?
You see people laughing together and you automatically assume they’re…soulmates…
It’s hilarious.
No.
Have you ever had a man take you? Laura? Have you ever had a man really take you?
Lem didn’t take Jack. Because that’s not possible. But I bet many women felt that way with Jack. And he copied them. Loser that he was…
So, basically what it is…is…giving-up.
And…it can be…beautiful. It can…good sex. But then…he OWNS YOU. You don’t cheat. You don’t…-
Or it can be…just giving-up. But…he still owns you.
Bill owned me. In those moments. But he never made love to me. He never sexually touched me at all. …I just knew he wanted to. And I didn’t give A SHIT.
Please forgive the language.
Why? I wasn’t married. …I was literally exhausted. And…I just didn’t CARE.
He was funny. And actually…I knew he would likely never try much.
He was…a real man…in those moments.
It was nice.
Lucy: Except, I wanted that to be me.
Lou: You’re so much classier than that…-
Lacey: No one recognizes that.
Lou: I know. But…still…
Listen to “Together” by The xx.
Lacey: I just wanted to rest.
I was EXHAUSTED.
Lou: But then where’s love?
Lacey: I was over it.
I gave-up.
If I’m Scotia…I did the same thing when I was walking to Scotland. You just…enjoy…simple things. It’s like Amelie…but you win. And no one saves you.
You just wait for death, by watching the sun. Alone.
The Earth is entertaining.
When I died…in Scotland…I was very happy to be dying, in a way. But…I developed a keen appreciation for the Earth.
Buddhist Monk: You sound…a little like me.
Bobby: That’s our secret. If there’s reincarnation.
We can both give-up sex. If we REALLY want.
And it’s deadly.
One of his nieces: Umm…-
That’s not a Kennedy thing…-
Lacey: It’s…Asian.
Bobby: YES.
China: *stares at Lacey and Bobby*
Lacey: It’s…healthy.
A hater: Aren’t you trying to kill her?
Lacey: YES!
But he’s very complicated.
Actually…I do wonder if Ancient Egypt was slightly Asian…
The song ends.
The song restarts.
A hater: So are you two…at odds. I don’t get it…
Bobby: She is my victim.
*he laughs*
Lacey: No.
*she says, very seriously*
Bobby: She-
*he rolls his eyes*
Lacey: He’s in my way.
But I don’t want to-
In my mind…he’s a baby.
For some odd reason.
3:14
Bobby: I will kill you…first.
Lacey: No. You won’t. *she says, primly, exhausted*
4:22
A hater: This isn’t funny.
Lou: You’re right.
Shit.
*he cries*
5:09
Lacey: No! I love making fun of myself.
Bobby: Me too.
The song ends.
Listen to “Porcelain” by Moby.
The song ends.
*silence*
Lem: Bill…I don’t like this.
Did you understand what was-
Lacey: It’s okay.
Listen to “Porcelain” by Moby again.
Lem: Why?
Lacey: I was just exhausted.
Lem: Go on.
Lacey: Bill made jokes about people who were jealously attacking me. And the jokes were…hilarious.
Lem: And then what?
Lacey: I laughed. And it all became…good.
The song ends.
Listen to “Teardrop” by Massive Attack.
Lem: But you’re an incredibly feminine woman. As feminine as Melania Trump.
More so.
Why is it…good?
Lacey: Because it’s…just…victory.
Lem: Why?
Lacey: It turns into…gasoline. In an engine.
To run over your neck?
I mean…Lem…what are we talking about?
Lem: But you were never going to kill those people.
Lacey: Yes.
Lem: Where is Alexei? *he asks someone*
*he sees him*
OH MY-
Lacey…he’s taking over America. Through our screens. Using our internet.
Listen to “South Side” by Moby.
Lacey: *waits*
Lem: *later*
Satan was madly in love with you.
Lacey: Lem, this is getting tedious.
Lem: I know.
Hold-on.
*later*
The song ends.
Listen to “How Did I Get Here” by ODESZA.
