Nobody Walks
1
Listen. Um,
I had a great time sitting
next to you on the plane.
Silver Lake, right?
[ Girl ] Every morning,
as I drive away,
I am reaching back for you.
It is a helpless feeling,
this wishing, this wanting,
this knowing you will arrive...
just minutes after I have gone.
Well, I thought that
was really freakin' good.
[ Woman ] All right. All in favor
of including this piece...
in our spring issue,
raise your hand.
Nearly unanimous.
And our author, Kolt.
Congratulations.
Thanks, dude.
Hi.
Hey.
- Um, hello. I'm Martine.
- Hello.
Hey. Hi.
[ Chuckles ]
I'm Peter.
Let me grab this for you.
Come on in.
Thanks.
Julie can't wait to meet you.
What's making you feel
so powerless?
I'm way too afraid
to even approach a woman...
that might be on
my intellectual level.
I know what you're gonna say.
It's not 'cause
Okay.
Why is that?
You know, a lot of smart women
think too much to look good...
and talk too much to f*** well.
I feel like such an a**hole
saying these things to a woman.
I do get what
you're saying, actually.
'Cause the movie
comes out this week.
Everyone's acting like I'm supposed
to be excited, but I f***ing hate it.
And I wish I could say it looks nothing
like the script I handed them,
but they didn't change
a goddamn line.
I just wrote something
that isn't very good.
We're gonna need to stop.
[ Groans ] Don't do
this to me, Julie.
I will see you on Wednesday.
There's a lot of life that'll come
out with the sound. There's...
You know,
like the bug's footsteps,
or maybe his breath.
You know, what would it sound like if
you could hear the bug's heart beat?
Or, like, heartache.
[ Chuckles ]
You know?
Yeah. All right.
I think this'll be fun.
Yeah.
I'm really excited.
Thank you so much for putting
aside time to do this with me.
Absolutely.
So you're working on, like,
I am, yeah.
They're not picture-locked yet.
So you're in luck.
Hey, Peter, is this a
take-from-the-fruit-bowl night?
Martine, this is Kolt.
Kolt, Martine.
[ Martine ] Hi.
Hey.
What is a
take-from-the-fruit-bowl night?
Oh, it just means that everyone's
on their own for dinner.
Nobody's taken responsibility
as of yet.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Peter ] That's a maybe?
Hey, David.
Oh, hey, Kolt.
Hey.
I'm just getting out of here.
Crazy plans?
Just finishing up
some things for Peter.
How about you?
Lots of homework?
Not really. I already did this
history thing that's due Friday.
Well, it's good
not to procrastinate.
[ Chuckles ] Yeah.
Procrastinate.
Oh, yeah. Of course. I'm giving
you advice I can't take, so...
[ Kolt Chuckles ]
Eating bark in a tree.
Slow or fast?
Fast.
Wind, and also sand
blowing in the wind.
Sounds that only ants hear.
Ah, need to be more specific. You know what?
We'll come back to it.
Okay, gasping.
Sticky stuff.
Bowling pins.
Blood on pavement.
- Got it.
- Really?
Hey, come on.
An old train.
Okay. Um, bodies rubbing
up against each other.
Okay.
Yes. But not like, "Uh, uh, uh."
Okay.
Good to know.
[ Chuckles ]
Hi, Dad.
Hey, bud.
Hey.
Hi.
[ Julie ] Is she coming to eat?
Where is she?
Jet lag.
Is it gonna work out?
I think so, yeah.
She's really sweet.
Good.
I think
Hey, who is in the pool house?
Her name is Martine,
and she is a friend
of my friend Miriam's,
and she needed Daddy's help.
- Hey, guess what.
- What?
My poem got into lit mag.
Sweetness, that's fantastic.
- Did you call your dad?
- Not yet.
Well, you know, he wrote poems
before he wrote songs.
And maybe one day, he will
publish some of those poems,
and he can buy us a hot tub.
Wanna get that?
Mm-mmm. No.
- You sure?
- Yeah. One of the kids will get it.
No, they won't.
They always let it
go to the machine.
And you never
check the machine.
I'm coming. I'm coming.
Hello?
Hey, Avi.
[ Chuckles ]
No, I don't know where Sea Horse is.
Hold on. Let me check.
Kolt!
It's Avi on line one.
I don't want
to talk to Avi, Peter.
Okay. Why don't you
tell him that yourself?
[ Beeps ]
Firm hand of a parent.
Oh, so good.
Nailed it.
Get the arm in there.
I gotta wash my face.
What?
I have to wash my face.
All right,
the TV's going back on.
Them's the rules.
[ Squishing ]
[ Rustling ]
[ Pops ]
Hey, where you going?
Class is that way.
Oh, I'm not going.
You want a section? I don't read
Science, Finance or Sports.
Yeah, I'll take Science.
So, um, how's it going
with David?
Hmm?
Oh. Um, it's complicated.
I mean, there's definitely
chemistry, you know,
but the age difference.
And he works for Peter, so...
I think we're both just...
it could go, you know?
Well, it's good to be cautious.
You have plenty of time. We're
only, you know, 16. [ Chuckles ]
[ Scoffs ]
I hate it when people say that.
I don't know.
What do you think?
Look, sir, we don't need a pool cleaning.
The pool is clean.
David.
[ Scoffs ] No, you know what?
Just forget it.
You're crooks anyway.
My assistant.
He's a good guy.
Dusty's been upset
about this dead lizard...
that's been clogging
the drain for like a week now,
and I don't think
the issue's worth $600.
[ Peter ] This is our guest, Martine.
She's the bug auteur.
It's nice to meet you.
Excuse me.
Love that guy.
Every time we don't have
a big job going on,
he just tries to fix
what's broken in life.
My life.
Okay, what's next?
Chimes?
And that is the power
of directional microphones.
They're kind of like
magic wands.
Here, come on.
I want to show you something.
All right,
just lay down right here.
Keep the headphones on.
Close your eyes.
You tell me,
what do you think
you're hearing?
All right?
Okay.
[ Cars Passing ]
I don't know.
It sounds like...
a concert, but far away.
It's the highway.
With those mountains
in the back,
it echoes through
the entire canyon.
- Yeah.
Close your eyes.
Okay, what about this one?
That sounds like wind
going through trees.
I'll buy that.
Okay.
Tell me what you hear...
now.
[ Chuckles ]
But what kind?
I'm tired.
[ Italian ]
[ David ] Hey, buddy.
Hey!
Ah, you looking to brawl?
You're Julie.
Wow! Can I hug you?
Yeah, let's hug.
I'm pro-hug.
I can't believe it.
I'm meeting you.
One of the original members of
Miriam's postfeminist wolf pack.
I've seen pictures
of you guys, like,
looking focused.
It-It seems like
it was an amazing time.
I don't know.
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