The Boy Downstairs
1
[music playing]
[heavy breathing]
[sniffing]
[door opening]
Hey.
Hi.
Uh, what's going on?
I... I brought you your sweater
because I'm leaving tomorrow.
Thanks.
DIANA:
Hey, where are you?GABBY:
Uh, I'mbuying toilet paper.
Are you here?
That was so quick.
Yeah, Gab, my flight
landed, like, two hours ago.
Where are you?
GABBY:
I'm close.How was your flight?
Uh, yeah, it was OK.
I sort of sat next to
this guy with this,
like, severe peanut allergy.
So I spent the
entire flight trying
to convince myself
that, uh, my throat
couldn't spontaneously close.
- GABBY:
Really?- Where are you?
I really have to pee.
I have to pee so bad.
Gab?
Gabby?
Oh, my God.
[laughter]
Sorry.
Seriously?
Oh, hey.
Hi.
Hi.
Thank you, dear.
Mm-hmm.
Um, so I've been
looking at apartments.
And, uh, they all look
like crime scenes.
So there's that.
I actually think
I have a friend
who's a real estate agent now.
Who?
You don't know her.
You... you have a
friend that I don't know?
Yeah, Meg Jones, she was my
study friend in art history.
Oh.
She's actually very funny.
Oh.
I don't have her number
anymore, but I could email her.
Yeah, yeah, that
would be great.
Why don't you email her?
And then you guys can hang out.
And then, you know,
because she's so funny,
you'll just become best friends.
And I'll, um, die alone.
D, she's old news.
You're my one and only.
You promise?
Wait.
But can you actually email her,
in all seriousness, because I...
I need to find an apartment?
Yeah, you got it.
Because I'm
basically homeless.
OK.
All right.
(SINGING) Maybe I can have
a ball and paint the town,
live it up for
laughs and call my...
I love it.
Oh, great.
You look beautiful.
Thank you.
I think I want it in pink.
Oh, actually, we only make
the dresses in white or ivory.
I don't understand.
Um, we only make the
dresses in white or ivory.
Why not?
I thought they
were made to order.
Yes, they are
made to order, uh,
but we make the dress as is.
And then we can do
slight alterations,
like adding a modesty
panel or lowering the back.
But, um, the fabric is set in
order to maintain the integrity
of the designer's vision.
So you're telling me I
can add a modesty panel
and lower the back, but
I can't have it in pink?
Uh, ye... um, yes,
that's correct.
Well, I don't want a lower
back or a modesty panel.
I just want it in pink.
I feel like she's not
even listening to me.
WOMAN:
This is ridiculous.She doesn't know what
she's talking about.
Can we have it in lavender?
Um...
Hi, Meg.
Hi.
It's Diana.
I'm so sorry I'm late.
Yeah, no problem.
Shall we?
Yeah, um, I just...
I'm never late.
But I'm on my lunch break.
I work in this bridal store.
And this bride spent, like, 10
minutes picking out this veil
that she didn't even buy.
So, um, I murdered her.
And, uh, then I came right here.
Fine.
OK.
MEG:
The bathroom and kitchenbut the style is consistent.
What do you think?
I mean, it's...
it's great.
Well, you can fill this out,
and I will give it to Amy.
She's a little picky about who
she lets into the building.
But if she's interested, I will
set up a meeting for you two.
Thank you.
Do you think it's an
issue that I'm on parole?
Sorry?
I was just...
sorry.
I just made a stupid joke
about being on parole, but...
[scoff]
Is there anything
else you'd like to see?
Uh, no, I think I'm good.
OK, well, thank
you for coming in.
Yeah, thank you
for having me in.
Yeah.
Thank you.
And then when I was 29,
I played a mobster's wife...
Thank you.
...in this little
play on Broadway.
And I met my husband,
Patrick, the director.
And long story short, we
took over this property
from his mom.
And at that point,
it was verging
on a retirement community.
I mean, we were the
youngest by 20 years.
So a few years ago, I
decided I didn't want a bunch
of old people in the building.
Mm, so you killed them?
I like to think
of it as euthanasia.
I don't know.
Just being the only old broad
here makes me feel young.
You are not old.
I am not getting any younger.
Neither am I. I mean, I
found a full-length gray hair
the other day, so I get it.
I saved it, if you
want to see it.
No, thank you.
That's OK.
OK.
So you're a writer?
Yeah, uh, yes, I'm trying.
I'm trying to be a writer.
I am... I work in a
bridal store, you
know, to actually make money.
You know, I was a
waitress for seven years
before I made any real
money as an actress.
I think it's the
nature of the beast.
That's very
reassuring to hear.
Are you acting in
anything right now?
No.
No, um, I... my husband
passed away a few years ago.
And, um, he passed
away a few years ago.
And so I am just busy taking
care of the building for now.
You do an amazing job.
It's... it's so beautiful.
Well, thank you.
You know what?
I like you, Diana.
The apartment is
yours if you want it.
I would love that.
Let's hug.
Yeah, yeah, OK.
[music playing]
Hi, Ben.
Hey.
Hi.
[laughter]
Um, you ready?
Yeah, yes, born
ready, uh, except
I think that it's
supposed to rain in a bit.
Oh, no, no, no, no, it...
it's going to be OK, yeah.
Oh?
I looked into it.
Well, great.
Yeah, internet.
Oh, I was going to ask you.
I knew a guy, but
internet, that makes sense.
I know a guy
named the Internet.
Here, if I turn, I'm
having a little trouble
with the directional, uh...
- Yeah?
Yeah.
I'm good.
It's just these... these
oars seem, like, really old.
Very old, very old
oars, terribly old.
- Um, this is good.
- Great.
Are you hungry?
Always.
This is, like, a real date, huh?
I mean, we're on a
boat in Prospect Park,
and your brought a picnic.
How am I doing?
You're doing all right.
This is, uh, our table.
Lovely, beautiful table.
Um, I... I should
probably warn you,
though, I am an
incredibly picky eater.
Oh, yeah, I know.
Uh, I saw you picking
olives and peppers
off your pizza at the party.
Oh, you, uh, saw that?
That's embarrassing.
Um, right, I hate olives and
peppers, which is why I was
removing them from my pizza.
Yeah, I know.
Uh, I figured.
Right.
This is a box full
of olives and peppers.
It's not.
Great, that's great.
You know, I really like you.
I really like you, too.
Do you want some more wine?
Yes, please.
OK.
OK.
[phone vibrating]
Hey, what's up?
Ben lives here.
GABBY (ON PHONE): Where?
Uh, in my building
downstairs, Ben lives in my,
uh, building downstairs.
What?
DIANA (ON PHONE): Yes,
yep, Ben Wineburger
lives in my building.
I just saw him.
Oh, my God, what did you say?
Yeah, I mean, like, I just
saw him through his window.
He didn't see me see him.
I just... you know, I just
saw him through his window.
So...
That's so crazy.
You know, Stephanie Jacobs
moved into her ex-boyfriend's
building in college.
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