Your Sister's Sister Page #2

- Well...

- I've been watching you

for a year now,

and whatever you're doing,

and whatever you think

is helping you,

I have a responsibility

as your friend

to tell you

that it's not.

- I knew this was coming,

by the way.

- Okay.

- Just tell me what to do.

- Okay.

- That's basically where I'm at.

Just tell me what...

- Okay, all right.

- You know better than I do.

You know I...

I don't know what the f***

I'm doing.

- I know.

I have a plan.

- You have a plan?

- I just want you

to hear me out.

It's just a plan right now.

- I love your plans.

- You might not love this one,

but just hear me out.

- But I don't have any plans.

- Um, that's the good news.

You know, uh, you know that

nice red bicycle that you have?

(belches)

Yes.

- Yikes.

- Sorry.

(laughing)

What you're going to do...

you're gonna dust off

Old Red,

you're gonna wheel him

out of the shed,

and you're gonna get on a ferry.

I'm sending you

to my dad's place.

You know my dad's place

on the island?

It's beautiful in the winter.

It's idyllic and crisp

and peaceful and...

- Like, by "beautiful" you mean,

"rainy and cold."

- I'm sorry;

I got so distracted,

'cause all I heard was

pissing and moaning.

- Right.

Sorry, I started pissing.

I'm not pissing.

I'm not pissing and moaning.

I'm done.

I'm done.

- You just need

some head space, okay?

- Okay.

- Okay.

So then you're gonna take

a right on a road

called Dunhill Road.

And the house is right

at the end of the street.

And it's the only house

on the lane.

- Okay.

Um, I mean, seriously,

I'm just going not...

like, what am I doing out here?

- You just sit there,

and you look out at the water,

and you think

about your life.

- Really?

I'm just gonna sit?

- You're just gonna sit.

There's no TV.

There's no internet.

There's nothing.

It's just you.

- Do they have forks,

'cause I might...

- They have a couple...

we have a couple of forks,

yeah.

- I might need to stab myself

in the face.

(laughs)

- Will you please come visit me,

please?

- No, Jack.

I can't.

This is... I can't anyway,

'cause I'm slammed.

But I can't because this is...

this is for you, you know.

Don't make me feel bad

about sending you off.

- All right, I'm gonna go have

the greatest time ever

doing nothing.

And if I don't come back

within a week,

bring a razor

and deodorant.

(laughs)

(peaceful acoustic guitar music)

(bicycle wheels clicking)

(leaves rustling)

(sighs)

(grunts)

(breathing heavily)

clang!

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

(both scream)

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

Hi, hi, I'm...

- Ahh!

- Okay.

I think I have the wrong house.

And I... I...

Hey, Hannah!

You're Hannah!

Oh, my God, I'm so...

I'm so sorry.

I'm Jack.

I'm Iris' friend Jack.

- You're Jack?

- Yes, I'm so sorry

I freaked you out.

- Holy f***!

- Sorry.

- Are you kidding me?

What are you doing, like,

creeping around my house?

- I was looking for the key.

And I'm so sorry.

I didn't... I didn't even see

anything, so it's fine.

- F*** me.

- Sorry, that's my fault.

That's...

Anyway, not to beat

a dead horse,

but just to be super clear,

I was looking

for the key out front,

and I thought maybe

it was on the side.

You know, and that's really...

- Ring the bell.

Just ring the bell, dude.

- Yeah, but I didn't know

anybody was here,

so why would I ring

the bell?

- You know what?

Just... let's drop it, okay?

It's just...

it's done.

- Anyway, sorry.

But look, you obviously

came here to, what,

get some alone time,

and I'm clearly barging in.

So I don't know, I'll just get

a cheap hotel, I think,

and it'll be fine.

- No, it's fine.

You can... you could stay.

Yeah, it's fine.

Stay.

- I don't want to intrude.

I really don't.

- Look, Iris invited you up.

You're a guest.

You're welcome to stay.

- You sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

There's plenty of room.

I'm sure we won't even

run into each other.

Are you hungry?

There's bananas.

- Those are bananas?

- Well, they're dehydrated.

- Oh, okay.

I'm good.

Thank you.

But yeah, if you're okay,

I'm... I will crash.

- Okay, I'm okay.

Stop saying, "Are you okay?"

- Well, I just want to make sure

you're okay.

Um, what... is there a bedroom

I should take?

- Yeah, just go past

where we had the standoff,

and it's the first bedroom

on the right.

- Oh, past the... the creepy guy

with the bike helmet?

- Yeah, where the crazy lady

was brandishing the oar.

- She was scary.

I hope she's gone.

- Good night.

- Do you think

we'll see her again?

- Maybe.

(sighs)

(sighs)

(groans)

(object clatters)

(door clicks)

Can I come in?

(sighs)

- There's glasses

on the windowsill,

you know,

if you want to join me.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

- Thanks.

One thing in common

with your little sister.

- What, the lush factor?

- Ah, the self-aware

lush factor.

- Oh.

- Very important.

Big difference.

So you're on an island.

It's 3:
00 in the morning,

and you're drinking by yourself.

- Yeah.

- What's going on?

- Really?

- I'm not good for small talk,

so I apologize

if I'm, uh, barging through

the doors of your privacy

right now.

- Yeah, it's okay.

You kind of are, but, it's...

- I am.

I apologize.

Let's talk about your slippers.

- Okay.

Let's talk about my slippers.

- Your slippers are awesome.

- I just walked out

on a seven-year relationship.

- Whoa.

- Hence the tequila.

- Hence the tequila.

- What's your story?

Mm, nothing really.

I just kind of had

a shitty year.

You know, thought it'd be nice

to have a little sabbatical,

get some alone time.

- Okay, good place for it.

- Good place for it.

- Obviously.

- Getting the alone time.

But I got to say,

not so terrible

to have a drinking buddy.

- Yeah.

- You are not

what I expected, Hannah.

- How so?

- You are, uh...

I don't know.

Just not how Iris

described you to me, I guess.

- How did she describe me?

- She... well,

if you don't know already,

she worships you

and looks up to you

and thinks you are amazing.

And she loves you.

- Yeah?

- It's true.

- What else?

- Well, I don't...

- Give me the dirt!

Come on!

- What am I supposed to say?

She loves you.

She thinks you're amazing.

- Well, I love her.

I think she's amazing.

- Well, good.

Well, drink your drink.

- You drink your drink.

Don't tell me to drink my drink.

- Well, I'm drinking my drink.

You drink that one.

Watch this.

- Oh, yeah?

Watch this.

- Wham!

Okay.

Do you have any brothers

or sisters?

- Now you're talking.

I had a brother.

- That's right.

I'm sorry.

- Don't be sorry.

- I knew that.

- Don't.

- That's... I'm sorry.

That's my bad.

- Why are you sorry?

- I don't know.

- There's nothing

to be sorry about.

I used to have a brother,

and I don't anymore.

And that's what it is, you know?

It's like,

it is what it is,

and it sucks.

And it... you know, it was,

you know,

it was terrible, obviously.

But, um...

but I'm good.

And, um, thank you for that.

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