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Here.

Thank you.

You look different.

Not completely

different, but...

Well, I lost a little weight.

Maybe it's that,

right?

Maybe.

I've piled on the pounds.

Jon finally embraced

my love of fried chicken.

Jon?

Oh, yeah,

we got back together.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, does that

surprise you?

I don't know.

Maybe not.

Do you know in many ways,

what happened between us

that was a good thing.

The breakup--

Barista:
The large

filter, solo, black?

Yeah, that's me.

Thank you.

I mean, the whole thing,

it just made me think deeply

about what I wanted,

what I needed

in a relationship

to make it work.

So, in many ways,

I'm quite thankful

that you came into my life

and f***ed it up

because...

because it's better now.

I don't really know

how to answer that.

Jon and me are

actually...

we're actually

really good.

We had some therapy,

which I would highly

recommend for you.

You're not the first person

to suggest that.

Not surprising.

And then we came

to fully understand

our wants and our needs.

You know, you've been

here too long.

You're even starting

to sound like an American.

Yeah, well...

Barista:
Small ecstatic

iced coffee?

Thank you.

And now if I meet Chris Pratt

down at Fitness First,

I can jerk him off

to my heart's content,

and that's completely fine.

Well...

I'm happy for you.

Oh?

And Jon. And Chris Pratt.

Ah.

Well, I don't

100% believe that.

No, I...

It's not like I ever

wanted you to be miserable.

I'm... (sighs)

I'm-- I'm glad

it's worked out for you.

Mm-hmm.

Shall we sit?

Yeah.

Basically, I want

to hand over all the rights

to you for the app.

Okay.

Well, we didn't need

to meet for that.

I know, but this...

It's better

to do it like this.

I mean, I could have a guy

draw up a document,

but I feel like--

But what if it

makes a fortune?

It's hardly Minecraft.

Okay, but it could still

end up making us some money.

"Stereotyped,

cliche-ridden dross"

or my personal favorite,

"What the f*** is the point?"

Mm-hmm.

Why do you read

what people say?

Don't you?

Yeah, but I don't care.

Anyway, making money

was never the point.

What was the point?

I just...

I feel like

it doesn't make sense

for us to do it anymore...

together.

Okay, I'm going to

ask you something.

Okay.

Were you actually

ever in love with me?

Yes.

I... I think so.

I mean, I...

I certainly loved

the idea of us.

'Cause I could have

made it work.

I could've. When I said

I wanted to be monogamous

with you,

I meant it.

I didn't want you to make

a promise you couldn't keep.

F*** you. How'd you know

I wouldn't keep it.

Anyway, that's not

why we broke up.

We weren't right

for each other.

No, no no, no, no, no, no.

How do you know that?

I just did. I...

I do.

But you--

you didn't even try.

You didn't even try.

You moved in one day,

you moved out the next.

You didn't even

f***ing unpack.

Listen, I admit that

I handled that horribly,

Yes.

but I apologize for that.

And... (sighs)

Isn't it better to quit

rather than drag out something

that you know won't work?

Okay, well, in a nutshell,

there's your problem.

What is?

You, you, you.

You quit, you run away.

You don't take risks, ever.

What are you talking about?

I moved in with you.

No, no, no, no, no.

Patrick, the risk

would have been trying

to make it work.

The risk would have been

putting in the hard graft

to make it work.

Now, I-- I don't want

to seem like a c*nt,

but you are a coward.

Oh, I don't think that's fair.

I couldn't trust you anymore.

And I-- I don't know

what hard graft means,

but I don't think

I've been a coward at all.

Okay, well,

I think the facts tell

a very different story.

Would a coward have moved

to a different city?

A new job?

Left everything behind?

(chuckles)

You-- you basically

moved home.

And are you sure

you didn't run away

and not move away?

They're two very

different things.

And what next? What next

for Patrick Murray? Huh?

When that doesn't

work out, I'll bet you

a million dollars,

you're already looking

for the next thing.

You are.

I know you.

You run away

and you are a coward.

You were a coward with me.

You were a coward

with Richie.

Enough, Kevin. Jesus.

You hit a few potholes

in the road

and instead of trying

to navigate through it,

you slam your brakes on,

you start crying

and you run

the other direction.

Look, I did not--

I did not come here

to get nailed to the cross

or to get us both upset.

So why did you

come here then? Huh?

Honestly, and please,

please don't use the app

as an excuse.

I came here

to close a chapter.

To see if we could

move forward from this.

Oh, what, become friends?

Is that what you want?

Cool. Why don't you

come over to my house

and then we can all

have a barbecue,

me, you, and Jon?

Do you...

I mean, do you really think

that you and me

could ever be friends?

No.

Sadly.

Sorry. I really didn't want it

to be like this.

I shouldn't have texted.

No, I mean, it's good,

isn't it? It's a good thing.

And it needed to be done.

Just, um...

Draw up the contract.

I'll sign it.

Thinking about it,

it's probably the right thing

for me too.

Kevin...

Do you honestly think

we would've worked?

I'd liked to have

given it a try.

Look, I wasn't

gonna tell you this,

but seeing as I'm gonna make

a fortune off "One Up Him"...

Tell me what?

I know of a, uh,

job position coming up here

that you'd be

good for, in SF.

At MDG?

I don't--

Well, don't worry.

I'm not going to be there.

Jon and I are

moving to London.

Really?

Yeah.

He got a job offer there,

and I've been

missing home a lot.

Are you done

with San Francisco?

So, if that something

you'd be interested in,

I can make it happen,

but I do have to warn you,

Owen will hate you,

but he would also

love to have you back.

Why would you do

that for me?

Seriously. After...

everything?

Well, because despite

everything, Patrick,

I just want you

to be happy, man.

Why?

Why?

'Cause I love you.

Look, don't stay in Denver.

Come back. And you can

take that from someone

who moves around

to constantly avoid

dealing with things.

It never works, but I think

you know that already.

Look, if you're interested,

just e-mail me.

We don't need to talk again.

One last hug?

(sighs)

Oh, sh*t.

Hey, sorry I'm late.

There was trouble

on the, uh--

That's okay. Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you-- are you good?

Yeah. I'm good.

Good.

Don't worry.

Where's Eddie?

Mm.

He's using the toilet

for, like, the 11th time.

I'm getting married

to an old lady.

Oh, where the f*** is he?

Hurry up, huh?

We're gonna lose

our spot in line.

Have you seen it up there?

It's like every

f***er in the city

is getting married.

I nearly got run over

by a stampede of bridesmaids.

Why don't we have bridesmaids?

You have us.

Yeah.

I'm Italian

for Christ's sake.

This is gonna be

the smallest Italian wedding

in the history of time.

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