Tully
1
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(RHYTHMIC THUMPING)
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
All right, buddy, sit down.
You ready?
(WHISPERS):
Let's do your arm.
You want to count with me?
Okay.
(SOFTLY):
One... two...
three... four...
Ooh, ooh
Looking for
Another place
Someone else to be
Looking for
Another chance
To ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Ride into...
The sun
Where
Everything seems
So pretty
When you're lonely
And tired of the city
Remember, it's a flower
Made out of clay
It's hard to live
In the city
It's hard
To live
In the city
It's hard
To live
In the city...
You need to go
to the bathroom, buddy?
It's hard to...
Just being
your own best friend?
In the city
(CHUCKLES)
Good night, Jonah.
(LOUD VIBRATING)
(EXHALES)
Hey, did you bring Sarah
her inhaler?
Yeah. And you, uh...
brushed Jonah?
Yup.
Great.
Don't forget we're going
to my brother's
tomorrow night for dinner.
Craig hates me.
He doesn't hate you.
His factory setting
is "a**hole."
You think he's going to respect
me more now I got promoted?
- Nope.
- (CHUCKLES)
But I'm sure
he's really excited
to show us his new G-Wagon.
(IMITATES CRAIG):
It's sick, dude.
Yeah.
It's matte black,
just like Justin Bieber's.
- I'm 41.
- (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(TAPPING KEYBOARD)
- (WEATHER REPORT PLAYING)
- Mom, I can't find my books.
MARLO:
Sarah, go put your shoes on.
- (EXASPERATED GRUNT)
- Jonah. Jonah.
We're not playing a game
right now, okay?
Jonah, give me this foot.
This foot, right in there.
Not banana feet. Come on.
- Right here.
- SARAH:
I still can't find it!Sarah, look in my bedroom!
You left it in my bed!
Oh, my... Just hold still.
- Hold still. Hold still!
- Ow!
(STARTS ENGINE)
JONAH:
This is not our lot.
- What?
- Go to the other parking lot.
No, no, no, honey,
the other lot is full.
We have to park here
today, okay?
- JONAH:
Other lot.- SARAH:
Not again.Other lot. Other lot.
- Jonah, I have to meet with Mrs. Bell.
- Jonah, don't! - Other lot!
- Let's just park here, okay?
- Other lot!
- Jonah, please?
- I have to meet with Mrs. Bell
- No, no, no!
- No, no, no! No, no, no!
- Let's just park here!
- Mom, make him stop!
- Other lot, Mama!
- Other lot!
- You know how he gets with his routine.
- Other lot!
- He doesn't like it when we do things diff...
Oh, my God! Jesus Christ!
The other lot is full!
Let's just park here.
- No! No!
- Jonah!
- (SARAH SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
(ENGINE STARTS)
You happy now?
(MARLO GRUNTS)
Come on.
Come on.
(WHISPERS):
Hi.
Hi, Laurie.
Sorry I'm so late.
Regent was backed up
for blocks.
- Hi, Marlo.
- Hi.
Oh. Are you
You look like
you're about to pop.
- Yeah, Friday was my last day.
- Wow.
- (SIGHS) Such a blessing.
- Yes.
Well, I hate to sound
like a broken record,
but I need to talk to you
about Jonah.
that he is still having
and now we're starting
to get worried about
his emotional development.
Well, kindergarten
is a tough transition.
But... it's April.
That's true, yeah.
And he's about to have
a really big disruption
in his life, too.
- The... Oh, yes. Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- No, I have thought about all of that.
Right, and look,
Jonah's a sweetheart.
We love him.
But as you know, he's an...
out-of-the-box kid.
He's... quirky.
And there are 24 other children
in the class,
and it's not fair to them
that Jonah needs
so much of the teacher's time.
- No. It's not fair. You should know,
- Yeah.
we've been working through
the meltdowns at home.
- Good.
- He's doing much better.
And doing this new therapy
on him that...
benefit from a one-to-one aide.
That's a teacher
that's there just for him,
who shadows him during the day,
and gives him all
the extra support he requires.
- That's amazing.
- Yeah.
And so that aide
is here on staff?
No, we don't provide aides.
(LAUGHS QUIETLY)
So I have to go out
and get aides all by myself?
Yes, you'd need
to hire this person.
I'm paying for aides?
One aide.
He just needs one aide.
(EXHALES)
Okay. I'll figure that out.
Anyway, we don't normally make
these kind of accommodations
but we love your family, so...
- Thank you so much. I really appreciate it.
- You're welcome.
- This is gonna be great.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Have a great day, okay?
- Thank you. You, too.
- You're welcome.
- All right, bye-bye.
- Bye.
-
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
BARISTA:
Next.
Can I, um...
All right, let me just get
a decaf skim latte.
WOMAN:
Uh, you know there are
trace amounts of caffeine
even in decaf, right?
Huh?
Oh, this. Yeah.
Just so you know.
You still want it?
Yeah.
And a muffin.
Where have all
my friends gone?
They've all disappeared
Turned around
maybe one day...
Marlo?
Vy?
Oh.
(CHUCKLES)
Hey.
What are you doing out here?
Um... I'm in town
for a friend's memorial.
- Yeah, her dad passed away.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
No, don't be.
He's a dick.
(MARLO LAUGHS)
What are you doing here?
You live here now?
Yeah.
Two kids.
Nothing's changed.
(SOFTLY):
Yeah.
Well, I should go,
before it gets
as cold and black as my womb.
(MARLO CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
You still got my number?
I have a old number.
Yeah, it's the same one.
I'm still on Bushwick.
You still live at the loft?
Yeah. You should
call me sometime.
- Yeah.
- Okay?
(SCOOTER ENGINE STARTS)
(SCOOTER DEPARTING)
Hey, are you guys excited
to see your cousins?
- Yeah.
- Is the dog gonna be out?
DREW:
Jonah, buddy.
That dog can't hurt you...
he's, like, two pounds.
What is that dog's name again?
Prosecco.
I wanna kill myself.
What?
No, Mommy's joking,
honey, like a clown.
Honk, honk.
(MARLO SIGHS)
DREW:
You all right?
JONAH:
Is that Uncle Craig's new car?
DREW:
Yeah, that's a G-Wagon.
- JONAH:
Can we get one?- Nope.
MARLO:
You wouldn't want one.They catch fire all the time.
DREW:
Mommy's joking again.
MARLO:
Yeah, that's whyit's all black like that.
- Probably caught fire already.
- SARAH:
You're lying.MARLO (HUSHED):
Don't get too close.
(PROSECCO BARKING)
Hey!
- Hey!
- Sarah, I'm gonna steal those boots
right off your feet...
they're so cute.
- DREW:
Hey, Elyse.- Hey.
Hi, guys.
We made an obstacle course
in the playroom if you want
to come check it out.
This is Shasta, our nanny.
- Hi.
- GIRL:
We've got karaoke.Yeah. We got a karaoke machine.
- Cool!
- All right.
Shasta's so awesome.
She has a master's degree
I feel like she should
be telling me what to do.
(MARLO CHUCKLES)
Marlo, you're glowing.
God, really? 'Cause I feel
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