The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby: Them

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Would you still love me

if I couldn't pay for dinner?

Possibly.

Yeah.

What do we do?

I'm thinking.

We could have a big row.

And... and throw some sh*t.

They might kick us out.

Been done, and it would

draw too much attention.

What are you doing?

- Taking my shoes off.

- Mmm.

I'm going to leave first,

and then when the time is right,

like when the matre d's not looking,

you meet me down the street.

Uh, excuse me, sir?

Hey, run! Run, run, run!

F***er!

Baby!

- Are you OK?

- Oh, I'm dying.

That was so epic!

Well, did we lose him?

I don't know.

Really, did they even chase us?

- Hey.

- What?

Hey, hey, hey, look, look, look.

Look at them.

This is pretty good, isn't it?

Yeah, it is.

Hey.

What?

There's only one heart in this body.

Have mercy on me.

Shut up.

Hey!

Mrs. Ludlow? You ready?

Yep.

- Hey.

- Hi.

Can I... Is it gonna hurt?

No, it's fine.

- Is this all your stuff?

- Mmm-hmm.

Uh.

You sure?

- Nice meeting you.

- Yeah. Have a great day.

Where's Philip?

He's asleep. He's exhausted.

What should I do?

Just put it somewhere.

I closed your wireless account.

Thanks.

What do you want to do about

all your stuff in the city?

You've got some clothes

here in the closet

and I have some more stuff for you

in the attic, if you want.

I'm sure that'll do fine.

It's just like old times.

Hey, Daddy.

So, what happens now?

I'm guessing you give

a speech of some sort.

What do you want to do, El?

Something else.

I'm open to ideas.

You could take some classes.

Could we talk about it later?

What about Conor?

Hey...

- Auntie Em!

- Hi.

Missed you.

I missed you.

What'd you guys do today, huh?

- Chasing butterflies.

- Mmm.

- I catched one.

- You did?

Let's give her some time

to get settled in, OK, babe?

- Bye, honey.

- Bye.

Do you need anything?

Nope. Thank you.

I'm going into town in a bit

if you want to join, get out?

Yeah. You yell up at me

when you're going?

That's brutal, man.

Maybe she wants you to go after her.

No. She doesn't.

Maybe wait a couple of days,

then go after her?

Stu, don't.

Well, I guess...

- if someone flirts with extinction...

- Shut the f*** up.

OK, I'm sorry, I don't know what to say.

What am I supposed to say?

You don't have to say anything.

Just shut up,

drink and... talk about the weather.

Hey, the dude at table two says he's

gonna kick your ass if he doesn't

- get his chicken satay soon.

- Well, he can suck my balls.

Well, maybe you should

tell him that yourself.

- Table two?

- Mmm-hmm.

I'll deal with it.

Hey, we're out of beer.

What? How can we be out of beer?

We got two boxes back there.

- Go and check...

- Sorry.

You don't throw sh*t in my place, man.

What's your problem?

- Where's our f***ing food, man?

- Listen, don't threaten my chef.

- OK, calm down.

- Don't tell me to f***ing calm down.

Hey! If you threaten my chef again,

I will dropkick you

out of the f***ing door.

- Are you f***ing kidding me?

- Hey, come on!

Hey, Stu!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

You are gonna pay.

- Conor, Conor, buddy, you all right?

- Get the f*** out!

- F*** you!

- Yeah, f*** you, man!

Nice comeback. Very nice.

Get out of here. You, too.

Get out.

You forget your stupid sunglasses,

too, fuckhead?

You have reached

a number that is no longer in service.

- Please check the number...

- Sh*t.

...and try your call again.

Thank you.

- Hello?

- Mary?

- Yes?

- It's Conor.

Is El there?

Hel...

Hello?

Hello?

Hey.

I thought I could, um...

I thought I could stay here

for a little bit.

Hi, Ralph.

You know where the guest bedroom is.

Yup.

There's towels in a closet

in the hallway.

Not much in the fridge.

Got some Cheerios.

That's fine with me.

I can go get some stuff. That's easy.

Well, I got to get to the restaurant.

- OK.

- Good night.

Night.

Whoa, hey. Hey, El.

Hey.

- Hey, Stu.

- Wow.

How are you?

You remember my dad?

Hey.

- How are you?

- Good, thanks.

You're the chef.

Yeah, I'm the chef.

It's all right.

How is the restaurant?

Good.

Yeah, it's going good.

Going really well.

El, you have to register.

We, we have to head off.

All right, yeah, I got to get this back

to the restaurant, but it's good...

- Good to see you.

- Yeah, you, too.

Hey, if you ever want to get, like,

coffee or... or something,

you know, shoot me a text

or call or something.

- OK.

- Good seeing you.

So, Lillian is expecting you.

Mmm-hmm.

She and I were colleagues at NYU.

I know. You told me.

You have...

...pencils and notebooks and all that?

Yes, Dad.

I have class, and...

...then I have patients.

So I guess I'll...

...see you at the house later tonight.

OK.

- El?

- Yeah?

Have a good first day.

I Will.

- How's the weather down there?

- Balmy.

- Do we have an appointment?

- I'm Eleanor Rigby.

That must be tough.

I'm here to talk my way

into your Identity Theory class.

Oh, you're Julian's kid.

I need some caffeine.

You're welcome to walk with me.

OK.

So, was Julian into The Beatles

or something?

- Sort of.

- What do you mean, "sort of"?

Um, he met my mom on the street during

one of the Beatles' hoax reunions.

There was a rumor they were gonna

play a show here before Lennon died.

Just like the one they did

on the rooftop in London.

My parents stood next to each other

waiting for the band to never show.

Nostalgists.

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