People You May Know Page #7

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I wasn't!

How can we fix this?

One guy started a petition to get

you kicked off of Instagram.

Another guy is claiming that you

doctored his original photographs

and he's threatening

to sue you.

Do you know how

serious this is?

It's bullshit. I mean...

I did everything

you told me to do.

Yeah. Well, they don't

think it's bullshit.

They started a hashtag.

"How pathetic.

Do us a favor and

go kill yourself."

Hashtag unfollow Jed.

"Yeah, if my son grew up

to be like this guy,

I'd shoot him

in the head."

Hashtag unfollow Jed.

Wow.

Somebody took the time

to write that.

Yesterday I had the support

of a million people.

They don't even know me.

I'm gonna

take the post down.

F*** these people, Jed.

[pensive music playing]

[Abby] So you'll be sharing

the futon with moi.

The, um...

shower's in the kitchen.

Well, the stove doesn't work.

[dishes clatter]

Welcome back

to the city.

Thank you for letting me

stay here, Abs.

I promise as soon as I find a

place, I'll get out of your hair.

Oh, no worries, love.

And I'm sorry about the mess.

It's just...

been so busy I haven't had

the time to clean, you know

how it is.

[Franky sobbing]

Oh, babes.

It's all right.

Are you okay?

You're okay.

Hey...

You stay here as long

as you need, okay?

Thank you.

You're not the first person

whose marriage didn't work out,

and you're not

going to be the last.

It's almost like a pre-req

to true adulthood.

I just never thought

this is where I'd be.

I feel like...

I'm constantly being reminded that

everyone else has their sh*t together.

I mean, every time

I pick up my phone,

someone's getting married,

or having a baby,

or going on vacation

to Bali.

Don't forget about all those

marathons people run.

It's all artificial, Franky.

All of it.

Everything people put up.

I mean, I do the same sh*t.

I need everyone to know that my life

couldn't possibly be going any better.

Truth is, I haven't even

worked in three years.

Why didn't you tell me?

I work full time at

that casting agency,

and I spend most of my time pruning

my profile like a bloody bonsai tree.

I mean, I could have

learned Mandarin,

or how to change a tire.

There's something else I've

been meaning to tell you.

I'm not actually Australian.

What?

[laughing]

Oh, God!

Of course I am,

you silly b*tch.

- Great. That's really...

- Give me those drugs.

[Franky] Really funny.

[Abby] It was like the worst

American accent ever.

[Franky] It was.

It was actually the worst.

[Abby]

It was pretty bad, right?

Why do you do what you do?

Um, I guess

I would argue

that what I do is

a form of sociology.

Social media doesn't even

know what it wants to be yet.

Civilization is gonna

look back at our tweets

and our status updates

and they're gonna look

like cave drawings.

I bet you'll write an

interesting book about it.

[chuckles]

You know, three quarters

of the population

didn't read a single book

last year.

I definitely wanna do something with

all this information. I just...

I hope it's something more

relevant than writing a book.

You're something.

Um, so I've been thinking about how

we need to respond to all this,

and it needs to be aggressive.

You know, I think that we

really tell these people...

Tasha.

Just let it go.

I liked that

you used my picture.

- Oh, my God.

- What?

- Tasha.

- What?

There's only one way

out of this.

What are you talking about?

Um, where should I

put the phone?

Um, we can acknowledge

the camera from time to time.

Right? Like it's a home

movie or something.

And then you post it, 'cause

that's what you do best.

It'll be flawless.

Oh...

Sh*t.

I didn't...

Tasha...

[door opens and shuts]

[exhales]

[melancholy instrumental music]

[line ringing]

[buzzing]

Hey, Jed, it's Franky.

I...

saw what happened online,

and I just want to see

if you're okay.

I didn't know if you

wanted to talk about it.

I hope you're well.

Hey, uh...

I need you to sign something

for the Veep account.

You know you need to take

the caps off the bottles

before you

recycle them, right?

There was a memo about it.

I'm aware.

How's it going

with your Kevin?

You were right.

It was a bad idea.

F***ing Kevin.

Oakley...

What are we doing here?

We're not helping anyone.

Tasha, take a seat.

All my aunt ever wanted

was a kid.

And then one day

it happened,

and he was gorgeous

and smart and

basically perfect.

And then they found out

he had cancer.

And it was a bad kind and they

couldn't afford treatments.

So she went online.

Just started writing daily

entries about their struggles,

what made him laugh that day,

not asking for anything.

Soon people started

to share her story.

Soon people

started to realize

that this was an actual family that

they could reach out and help.

Soon the 100,000 people that

were circulating their story

came together and raised enough

money to get him through treatment.

If it wasn't

for social media,

none of that would

have been possible.

You just gotta keep

your perspective.

It's the most valuable

thing you got.

- Hey, Carl.

- Hey, dude.

Drip coffee.

Here you go.

Thanks, Carl.

- Oh, sh*t.

- I'm sorry.

- Jed.

- Mina?

So what the f*** happened?

I was drunk.

Forgot to take off

a layer, and...

Forgot to turn on

a filter, I think.

No, I mean, why did you

start lying about yourself?

Is this her?

Yeah.

She's cute, man.

Have you ever been asked

to sum up

who you are and...

define your whole

existence within

just a couple of lines...

a photo...

I might know how that feels.

I guess I just didn't think.

The real me wasn't enough.

Well, for what it's worth,

I think that the guy I met

at the engagement party

was a lot more interesting than

your digital doppelganger.

Hmm.

It says here

that she's single.

What?

Yeah, she updated it

22 hours ago.

Her relationship status

says "single."

Thirteen people

"liked" that.

Let me see.

Oh, I hope you're not offended

that I unfriended you, by the way.

It's like nothing personal.

["We Belong" playing]

You belong

To my heart

Before you came

Just an ache in my chest

The blue in my veins

Oh, so easy to feel you

So that's what I come to

[Jed] The fear of

being myself

caused me to forget

who I am.

No more lies.

No more excuses.

Posting every hour

for the next 24.

Until you came to me

Until it came to be

[Jed] Sincerely doing my best

to seamlessly integrate myself

into a picture.

Was lonely.

I wanted to belong

to something.

Until you came to me

[cell phone vibrating]

I gained millions

of followers,

but hurt a friend

in the process.

Sorry for losing sight

of what was in front of me.

Never meant to hurt you.

[Tasha] Manipulating

an authentic person

just to see if I could...

Not my proudest moment.

See you

at the coffee shop, J.

Hashtag Truthful Tuesday.

[Will] I'm not scared

of getting married.

Just terrified of not being the

partner my husband deserves.

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