Always Woodstock
1
"Never sell out.
Always put love first.
And if all else fails,
there's always Woodstock."
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Did you come?
- Oh, God.
- Oh...
Oh, God.
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
I just always want to
feel so close to you
but I'm really not.
Hmm...
Like you love me and...
like you're listening to me...
- and listening to my bo... my body.
- Mm-hmm.
I feel like I'm hurting you,
but you're just letting me
hurt you,
and it's so so sweet!
It's so nice!
I don't want to hurt you,
though.
I mean, I also do, you know?
Yeah, I know.
I pray for sound...
Ever feel like you're
staring at the life you want...
but from too far away
to actually live it,
like you're the plagiarized
version of yourself?
My parents died too early
for me to know them.
It's not as tragic as it sounds.
I was fine.
I am... fine.
Why did that war have no heroes?
Because we were too wild and jovial
to know the brutal truths of the fight.
That is my fianc,
Garret Brener.
He is an actor.
He is really good.
He told me himself.
I work here, Abundant Records,
where every song sounds better
with a beat.
If you're signed here,
you have a real shot at making it,
a shot at being her,
Jody Sinclair.
My best friend Ryan
the highly grossing Jody brand.
She got me this gig to get my foot
in the proverbial music door.
She knows how to handle talent.
And this is me,
Catherine Brown.
The real me is a songwriter.
The real me
is signed at Abundant Records.
The real me wouldn't be
planning a wedding
because she hates weddings,
seriously
is a ridiculous person,
but this me,
the me that is actually
living my life...
Oh, no, it's so good.
This me is stuck...
stuck at home, stuck at work...
and stuck with this damn song.
Oh, yeah.
Lately, I've been doing that.
I don't really know why.
I think it makes me feel better.
Hey, at least I'm not a cutter.
Oh, sh*t!
Garrett, I am late,
and I molested that little marble man
for a full minute.
That marble man is a De Fontana.
It's worth a fortune.
Oh, God, my eyes are so blue.
You want to do lunch at noon?
My Eyes...
Uh, no, I can't.
I can't today.
Sorry, babe, therapist.
On a Monday?
Uh-huh.
Twice a week, digging deep.
Have a good morning, Pete.
Thank you, Cath.
You're the best.
Alex Calucas
wants to see you upstairs.
Thanks, Sally.
Turner, hey, um, Turner,
do you know why they want
to see me upstairs?
No, no clue.
- Well, how was the shoot?
- Flipped her sh*t.
And then she threw
a muffin at Ryan.
What the hell?
What a crazy ass.
And you know how
I feel about carbs.
Okay, she is only
in town for two more days,
just... breathe.
The little b*tch
doesn't even sing...
Well, yeah, she spins.
Picks a song and presses play.
- And that wins you a Grammy?
- What can you do?
People are into post-Internet
scene kids and robot dub-step.
Why does Alex
want to see me upstairs?
Maybe they finally listened
to your demo.
- Right.
- Makin' big money.
Absolutely.
- Caitlin!
- Catherine.
Catherine, come on in.
Come on in.
Please, have a seat.
We have some
exciting news for you.
Important and exciting.
You are about to win at life.
- You're gonna be a life winner.
- Listen...
we would like for you
to shadow Jody Sinclair.
You're gonna be
her new wrangler.
Wrangler.
- Are you excited?
- You excited?
- Yeah!
- I told you. Great.
See, I love her.
- Great.
- All right, thank you.
Okay. bye-bye-
Um, sorry, um...
what do you mean by wrangle?
I can't go out there.
One minute.
Do you want to talk about it?
How can we talk about the pain
that's in the world right now?
You know, like,
it's just so much.
Sometimes you just don't
know what to do,
and when there's that much pain,
to me spinning
my amazing records.
- Yeah.
- And I'm really good.
And I wish I could help them.
Let me help you out.
Here we go.
It's gonna be okay.
- No...
- Yeah, well,
- I don't want to go.
- Oh, you're not going, okay.
Oh, I'm gonna get you
on the floor then.
Let's just get on the stage
and then we can keep...
. Drag me gently.
- Okay.
This is a vintage McQueen.
I'm sorry
if it's gonna get torn.
I don't really want to mess up
your clothes.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- This is... kind of romantic.
My dad produced that album
and my mother sang
some of the vocals.
I walk by this store front
every day,
and that Woodstock house,
and the box
with my mom's wedding dress...
and my dad's lucky quill
that I buried
under the fourth tree
from the porch.
Can you believe this?
Thank you.
- Catherine.
- Sally.
They want to see you
upstairs again.
Fired?!
We never said
to physically assault her.
Yeah, "wrangle" wasn't literal.
I was pulling, not assaulting,
pulling.
Pulling, assaulting,
who knows the difference?
She felt violated.
She said it was either you
or her.
Yeah, and we chose her,
obviously.
Wait, I got her there
just like you said.
Your actions jeopardized
the biggest client
we have at this label.
Your bad decisions
almost made me almost fire Ron.
What?
It's clear-your-desk time,
Catherine.
I want to thank you
for this opportunity
and let you know
that I have a bruise on my hip
because of
last night's assignment,
and I was the one assaulted,
and I was the one abused,
but I will be fine,
because that is just what I do
when things are not... fine.
I just-I... make them fine.
Were you...
were you really going to fire me?
- No.
- Yeah.
Garret?
. Baby, the way
you look at me...
Hey.
Catherine... um...
Bonjour.
Bonjour? Wh..
This is...
this is not what it looks like.
- Yeah?
and it's a version of what
it looks like, but it's not this.
- It's much more innocent than...
- Therapist, Garret?
Well, I should have known
that "digging deep" was literal.
Uh, this is Sylvia.
She's my... she's my dialect coach.
And she... she was helping me
with some vowel sounds
the director said
that I needed help on.
- Vowel sounds?
- Okay, Catherine,
just listen to me
for one second.
She showed me
a scar that she has on her leg
from a horseback riding accident
when she was five,
and she said it makes her
feel ugly,
and so all I was trying to do
that she was okay.
What am I supposed to do?
Anyway, the point is
I don't know how I got here.
I really don't know I got here.
Why are you here?
Why aren't you at work?
I...
was...
fired!
Ooh! God!
Oh, she got me right...
Baby, when you touch me
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I lose all sense of time
Is he dead, is it love?
Taste your lips upon me, girl
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Feel your skin next to mi...
Really,
this song is about um...
it's about this... the monster
that was living
under my bed as a child.
You're joking.
No, I'm not...
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