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So do you have an address

for this Gary and Roberta?

Uh, no, but they're

not too far from here.

Uh, I don't have an address,

but I've been over there.

So it's close?

Yeah.

Yes, it's just

a couple blocks that-a-way.

Okay. You want

to get dressed,

and you can take me over there?

Now?

Yes, now, Martin.

Do you mind?

F***.

F*** this.

Hey, Martin, do you mind if I go

on this computer for a minute,

check e-mails?

Um, yeah, sure.

Go ahead.

F***. Uh, wait!

H-hold on!

Why don't you just...

Holy sh*t!

Uh, you know, I just...

I tell Jimothy

not to use my computer,

but he does.

Look, Martin, porn is porn,

you know, but you

gotta hide that sh*t.

Put it in a folder or something.

Yeah.

Can't just leave it

hanging out there.

You know, i...

I can't even believe

that they have sites like that on

the Internet. Uh, those poor women.

Okay, you want to put on some

pants so we can hit the road?

Here. You know where we're going.

You drive.

Ahh.

Wasn't ready for that.

Actually, I don't drive.

What do you mean,

you don't drive?

Ah, I don't have my license.

And, uh, also I don't know how.

Nice throw.

How can you not know how

to drive in Los Angeles?

A man should know how to drive.

I have a bicycle.

Oh, well, congrats on that.

Yeah, it's actually considered

very masculine in the Netherlands.

You know, hey, I haven't really

been in touch with Ginnie recently,

so...

So?

So I might not come in.

Fine by me.

You know, not that

we're not friends.

You know, we're still friends.

I think we're still friends.

We're still friends

on Facebook. That...

Martin, where are we going?

Oh, uh, it's just

up ahead that-a-way

and a second left at the light.

It's one of these.

I can never tell which.

They all look the same.

Voice mail's still full.

It's gotta be this one.

I hear fighting.

This is definitely it.

Okay, well, write it down,

like, on the dry erase!

'Cause Saturday's my day!

Sh*t. Hey. Hey,

how's it going, man?

Um...

Gary.

Yeah, hey, Martin.

Hi.

Sorry to just drop by like this.

Yeah, it...

It really is...

We're looking for my daughter.

Ginnie.

Oh.

This is her father,

Mr. Gallo.

Uh, he didn't have

her new address.

She, um...

Martin, hi.

Oh.

Uh, they... they're looking

for Ginnie, babe.

Um, this is Ginnie's dad.

Oh, hi.

Hi.

I'm Roberta. So great

to finally meet you.

Jack, right?

That would be

Ginnie's stepfather.

Right. Well, don't worry.

She's talked a lot

about you, too.

Did you invite them in?

I literally just

opened the door.

Come in. Come in.

Yeah, come on in. Yeah.

After you. Yeah,

welcome, welcome.

Mi casa...

Heh heh.

Roberta:
Uh, could I get

you something to drink?

Water or Kombucha?

Twig tea?

I have some nice

biodynamic wine.

Don't bother. Please, we're

just looking for Ginnie.

Martin said she

was staying here.

She was staying here.

Uh, she left about

three weeks ago.

Did you try her cell?

Roberta:

I can try her cell.

Phone is off, mailbox full

for a couple days now.

Gary:
Oh, man,

sounds to me

like she's living

off the grid, you know?

Martin, was Ginnie, like,

a survivalist, you know?

Like one of those preppers

or...

Gary, stop talking.

Do you know where she

moved when she left here?

Yes. Um...

Ohh. Ahh.

What was her name?

Martin, you know her.

Um, the jittery girl.

Always looks like she's about to cry.

You know her.

Mm, doesn't, uh, ring a bell.

Okay, did Ginnie

leave an address?

Roberta:
Yes.

I think it's on the fridge.

Uh, Gary, could you

get it, please?

Please come in.

Gary:
Uh,

I'm not seeing it.

It's on the fridge!

No, it isn't!

It's definitely on the fridge.

I just checked there.

Jesus. Sorry.

Excuse me.

There's no address

on the fridge.

It's on the Japanese paper.

Yeah, no. I know you

think it's there,

but it's not there.

On the Japanese paper. Christ.

Roberta:

Get out of my way.

Fine. I don't know

how to look.

It's not there.

You sure you guys

don't want anything,

like a... like a beer?

Sure.

I could do a beer.

Ah, you know, uh,

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Uh, how have you been, Gary?

I've been, um...

Work's good.

Work's good. Yeah.

Gary, where's the tub

where we, uh, keep the receipts?

What tub?

I... I don't know.

Excuse me. Sorry.

I need to help her out.

What tub are you ta...

The tin?

That's a tin.

That's not a tub.

Tub, tin, whatever.

No, I don't know.

Can I help you find

what you're looking for?

Go... go check

the drawer.

What drawer?

The odds-and-ends

drawer.

All right, I'm just

saying be specific.

We'll find it.

Can I get you guys something?

Are you sure? Something

to drink or cheese?

We have nice cheese.

Oh, we're out

of the cheese, babe.

Since when?

Since we finished it.

I didn't finish the cheese,

so don't say "we."

I was gonna freeze it

for my doula workshop

next month.

It's okay.

We don't need cheese.

Someone finished

the cheese, I guess.

Yeah, someone was hungry

in their house,

and they ate cheese.

They ate it all, though.

It's okay.

Have you seen Ginnie recently?

Brother.

I certainly have not.

We love Ginnie.

Don't get me wrong.

But some of us loved

her a little too much,

if you know what I mean,

and some things got said.

Yeah, some things

got said. You said 'em.

Yeah, I said 'em, all right.

Yeah.

'Cause someone had

to say something,

'cause a certain someone

in this house

wanted to have sex

with his daughter.

Okay, what?

Excuse me?

No?

No. No, Mr. Gallo,

you know that your daughter

is very attractive.

And unfortunately,

in this house,

that makes certain people

very insecure.

Okay, let me translate for Mr.

Sensitivity over here.

Ginnie was getting

a little sick and tired

of being leered at every

time she went to the fridge.

It was one time, and I was trying

to warn her about the bad milk!

Mr. Gallo, Martin,

Ginnie was going

for some bad milk in the fridge,

so I was peering to see what she

was grabbing from the fridge,

in order to say, "hey,

don't ingest that, yeah.

'Cause you might get sick."

I was doing a service.

You're a knight in shining

armor, aren't you, Gare?

Here's an idea. Maybe you

could sort it out with them

at your favorite strip joint...

Ohh! That happened

at a bachelor party!

They're strippers!

They climb all over you!

You can't stop them!

You guys know!

They're... they're like

monkeys at a zoo!

Can't stop 'em.

The monkeys climb all

over you at a zoo?

Really?

Interesting zoo.

Okay, we should

probably get going.

If you find that address,

you could give me

a shout, that'd be great.

We'll find it.

Don't worry.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry about the cheese.

You know, it was very

expensive cheese.

Jesus, Roberta, he doesn't

care about the goddamn cheese.

You, uh, might want

to try the cafe.

Martin knows where it is.

She's probably working there.

The cafe?

Roberta:
Yeah.

Great. Martin?

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

Uh, all right.

Well, thanks, guys.

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