(knocking on door)
(knocking continues)
Oh, my God, Jules, I'm so happy you were up.
I wasn't.
I was at this insane baby shower
in the Hills that's right near here.
You were at a baby shower that ended at 5:00 in the morning?
Oh, no. It's still going. I just left.
You know, I can't party like I used to.
But I wanted to ask you a favor
and see if you wanted to come out with me tomorrow night.
So, tonight for me, 'cause you're still on yesterday, right?
-Oh, that's salsa. -Yeah, I know.
My mom's in town, so I was hoping
you'd come and get a drink with us.
Me, really? I mean, yeah. I'd love that.
Okay, great.
And she can get a little wild,
so it totally helps balance the energy
if I bring someone more like...
you know, regular.
-And by regular you mean, like... -Like... boring.
You think I'm boring?
Yes, Jules, but as a compliment.
(scoffs)
I don't really think you can say a negative word,
and then call it a compliment.
You have no idea.
The last time my mom was in town, we got matching tattoos.
What'd you do last time your parents were here?
It was basically like that. I mean, uh,
we went to Home Depot,
but then they didn't have the kind of wall anchors I needed,
so we went to a different Home Depot,
and then, uh, oh, we got pancakes. That's exciting.
Mm. With, like, chocolate chips?
Nah, I just really just like mine plain.
Oh, my God. I am boring.
Jules, don't spiral. Tomorrow night,
you're hanging out with my mom.
And right now, I'm hanging out with your cat.
Okay.
You get some rest.
I'm just gonna...
take care of a bunch of boring stuff in the living room
that I have to deal with.
(canned audience laughter)
Remember, if anyone asks,
I'm sick.
-Tell Paris I killed the story... -(canned audience applause)
and tell Milan we'll see the proofs by Tuesday.
No, those aren't cities.
Those are Instagram models.
Jules, I'm not letting you miss girls' night out.
Take this. It'll make you feel better.
(whimpers) Oh, my God. What was that?
Wheat grass. Now take this.
(sips, then chokes) That was wheat grass?
Nope. That was tequila.
(canned audience laughter)
(pants) I promise I'm sick, Madison. Feel my forehead.
Oh, man. You're burning up.
And greasy.
-Did someone say, "Burning Man"? -(canned audience applause)
-We can't go. Jules is sick. -What?
But I brought my best friend "Molly."
She's a real "pill," if you know what I mean.
-Hey girl, hey. I let myself in. -(canned audience laughter)
Izzy, did you climb through my hedges again?
-A lady never tells. -(canned audience applause)
Jules, stop changing the subject.
We're talking about you bailing.
You look totally fine on Izzy's Insta-stories today at work.
Izzy, did you post a photo of me without my permission again?
A lady never tells.
I really am sick.
Jules, you're coming. Now de-Snuggie.
(canned audience laughter)
How many of those do you have on?
A lady never--
Hey!
(Cat Lady laughing)
Oh, God, I love this show.
Jules: Come on, I'm not actually
the boring one in real life.
Right?
♪ ♪
So you're saying the promo is not ready.
It's not that it's not ready. There are just a few concerns.
Challenges. Challenges open the soul.
-Concerns cause wrinkles. -Right.
Well, there are just a few challenges that I'm concerned about.
Chall-- Challenged about? Challenged by.
-(sighs) -Celeste: Good morning.
I see all of you,
and you all feel seen.
Woman with the new bangs,
let's screen the promo.
WOMAN: (over TV) Woom is introducing an exciting new product
to transform your health.
This collagen supplement contains
only the purest ingredients
to give you the most beautiful, glowing skin.
It's the most superior product on the market.
So, raise your hands
if you're ready to feel like the best in the world.
White Powder.
(empowering music playing)
First of all, it looks very fresh, and fun. But...
and granted, I'm a little more sensitive
and in tune with these things,
I did catch a slight obstacle with the logo.
I would say I was also cognizant of the obstacle.
-I would like to echo that sentiment. -Me, too.
Not, like hashtag me too, just, like, also me.
Ladies, what a rad opportunity.
These are the kinds of discussions
that Woom was built to incubate.
Let's open a dialogue. Alison.
We could take this to a focus group and get some feedback.
This is why I love bad ideas.
They really keep the conversation moving.
We could form an internal task force to look for answers.
No.
You'll form an internal task force
to look for questions.
-Why would we-- -Question everything.
Who are we as women? Who are we as humans?
What are we trying to say? What are we trying to sell?
Will this product revolutionize wellness?
Will Celeste be upset if the product launch is delayed?
Will someone get fired because of this?
Exactly. Very cool conversation.
It felt massively organic.
Other Alison B, I'll let you take the lead on this.
Me? I mean,
don't you think Alison S would be better for this one?
Why?
No reason.
I am actually the perfect person to handle this.
I'll get right on it.
Thank you so much.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Namaste.
Teresa: Tips up, bitches.
(indistinct laughter, chatter)
-Jules: Oh. -(all coughing)
I love drinking!
And I love winter sports.
I love everything that's happening to me right now.
You were not lying. Your mom is wild and fun.
But it's so great, because I am also wild and fun,
-and we have that in common. -Hey, hey, hey.
What did I tell you girls? No "M" word tonight.
-Call me Teri. -Round three, on the ski.
-Whoo, you know it, snow pants. -(slaps)
Oh, okay. You know what, Teri?
Uh, I don't think Jules wants another shot.
-Right, Jules? -That's right. I want another.
Ha! Tips up, bitches!
Jules: Oh, boy.
Oh. Oh, hell, yeah. You're my bitch!
Oh, God. Oh, God. I just called your mom a bitch.
Oh, God, I just called your Teri a mom.
Be right back. I need to rearrange
my sticky boobs before the next round.
-Uh, there's gonna be a next round. Yay! -Hey, hey. Jules. Jules.
I brought you here to slow the pace of the night down, okay?
Think more bunny hill, less black diamond.
I have never been to the Olympics, Stella.
I have literally no idea what you're talking about.
Every time Teri comes to visit me,
it-- it's like it's my fault that she had me so young.
So now I have to be the one
to help her relive her wild youth that she never had.
Yeah, that's great. My little half-brothers get a real mom,
and I get a drinking buddy.
Ooh, I get a very weird rash
on my upper back when it's hot outside.
So, Julesy, spill the tea.
Who are you dating? Ooh, sorry.
-Who are you hooking up with? -Okay.
Jules doesn't wanna tell you about her love life, Mom.
Come on, I need to live vicariously through you girls.
I need to know every detail of your life.
Okay. Well, I have something kind of big going on.
Um, I applied to business school.
Ah, school!
Ah, that's great, baby.
But don't you know that all I ever think about is school?
School lunches and school plays, and--
What the hell are a bunch of 9-year-olds
-doing Kinky Boots for, anyway? -Jules: Wait.
Did you just say you applied for business school?
Yeah. I took the GRE a few months ago,
and actually did well.
Do you know what they say to you at Payless
when you ask them for thigh-high patent leather boots
for a fourth-grader?
-Stella! I am so proud of you. -Thanks.
I should do something for you.
We should do another shot for you.
Teresa: Whoo! Now that's the kind of talk I like.
Well, what can I say, Teri?
We are cut from the same cloth.
Fetch me goggle boy!
Okay. Yes.
Whoo! All right.
Mm. Mm. Mm.
(thuds)
-Aah. -Aah.
Izzy: Thank you so much for coming.
We'd say our problem is at threat level orange,
but orange clashes with the blush tones in the office,
so we've agreed to just say it's very bad.
-You were right to call me, Izzy. -Oh.
Quick but vital reminder to call me Alison here.
Oh. Okay. Alison, as in, "Alison's emotionally unstable"?
That's perfect. Yes.
First, let's address the name.
Having the right name is important to any successful brand.
Yes. (laughs)
Yes, That's important and good for all of us to hear.
Everyone, not just me.
Madison: The logo's gonna create what we call a "barrier to purchase."
Mainly because it's incredibly racist.
So, how do we turn that into a sellable?
We keep the white powder, and add other, colorful nutrients.
Green chlorophyll, orange turmeric, yellow bee pollen.
Redo the packaging, and there it is.
"Powder Dynamicz."
(all clapping)
Thank you.
For bringing your dope goddess energy into this space.
It is such a pleasure meeting you.
I have listened to your TED talk on career mantras at least 10 times.
I love that I inspired you.
-You inspired me. -Oh.
So, in a way, you can say I inspired myself.
Thank you for reminding me to be mindful of that.
Madison, that was brilliant.
You have to let us buy you a drink tomorrow night to say thank you.
Sure. Sounds fun.
Oh, thank God. PR nightmare averted.
PR nightmare not averted.
PR nightmare standing in front of me.
Look, I want to say this in the nicest way possible,
but I think your personal brand is a disaster.
What? Wh--What's my personal brand?
Sort of like desperation meets aspiring camp counselor meets
you're using a fake name at work.
-Yeah. -Look, you're Jules' friend,
which means you're gonna be around now.
If that's the case, I feel like
it's my professional responsibility to help you figure out...
all of this. Like, tomorrow. I'll text you.
Okay. Cool. Sounds good. I'll see you then.
-(thuds) -Ow.
Ow. I'm okay.
(groans) I feel like my spirit is trapped
inside by own dead body
and some unfinished business is keeping me from crossing over.
Okay, Jules, it's 2019.
We're not supposed to make Ghost jokes anymore.
Last night was a total and complete failure.
Are you kidding?
Last night, you passed out 25 minutes into it.
I got take you home,
instead of escorting Teri to that bar with the mechanical horse.
It was perfect.
I guess I just don't see what's perfect
about me not being able to keep up
with someone who drives a minivan.
And since when are you excited to end a night early, anyway?
I don't know. I mean, I get that everyone expects me to be
the fun friend all the time. But, you know,
sometimes I could use a night off. Is that so much to ask?
No. It's not.
And you deserve a friend who can give you that
without rendering herself unconscious.
My boring-ness is driving people away.
It's probably why I got dumped,
and now it's stopping me from being a good friend.
Okay, just 'cause you are boring doesn't make you a bad friend.
I mean, without you, I'd have no one to recommend a podiatrist.
-Dr. Nuzzbaum's the best, isn't he? -Oh, my gosh.
These insoles changed my whole posture.
I knew they would.
-Madison: Hey. -Izzy: Hey, guys.
Madison invited me to come.
She said we're gonna fix all the things that are wrong with me,
and I'm told it's a very long list.
I think Stella's tired of always having to be the party,
and I want to help.
I want to do something for her.
She said she needed new headphones.
No, I mean, like, actually do something.
You guys have been so there for me during my breakup,
and I just want to do the same.
I want to plan a really fun night out for Stella.
The kind of night that'll make her go,
"Whoa. That was a really fun night."
That's really sweet, Jules, but you can't "out-Stella" Stella.
It's not your brand.
I mean, your brand is recommending a good podiatrist.
Nuzzbaum does good work.
Should I be withholding that information from the world?
This is exactly what I'm trying to teach Izzy.
She's all over the place, pretending to be someone she's not.
Oh, so you're trying to "Madison" Izzy?
Oh, excuse me?
You said I'm trying to "Stella" Stella,
but you're trying to "Madison" Izzy.
-(scoffs) -Identifying her flaws,
putting your spin on it,
managing her image. You're giving her the full Madison.
Okay, fine. I am.
But between that, and kicking your ass on this hike,
-I'm gonna need to "Jules" myself later. -What is that?
When you change out of one set of pajamas,
directly into another set of pajamas.
Not funny!
Hey, don't die before you get up here.
I want us to all take a picture.
We're in a fight. All of us. I'm mad at all of you.
Plan a fun night out for the most fun girl on the planet.
How hard could that be?
I can do this. I'm fun.
I'm so fun, I'm gonna Google "fun."
Find out where it happens.
"Best places to have fun."
"Best places to have funerals."
Woman: (over computer) It's never too late to plan for life's longest nap.
Jules: You don't know me, Internet.
"Things to do for fun."
Fungus?
Man: (over computer) Dr. Nuzzbaum.
Most highly rated podiatrist in greater Los Angeles
Jules: Goddamn it, Nuzzbaum.
"Popular nightclubs."
So the club is pretty simple,
if you've got a webcam and you've got needles.
Jules: Come on! "Underground parties."
"Under eye circles"? Rude.
MAN 2: (over computer) Are you still watching The Great British Bake Off?
Press play to continue.
Jules: Fine. But just the rest of this episode,
then I keep searching.
First things first.
We can't build a brand off a fake identity.
You pretended to be Alison at work,
because you're not confident in who you really are.
Izzy. Yes, that's correct.
Okay. Well, I'm sure "Izzy" has selling points.
We just have to clarify them.
How would you sell yourself to me?
For free. You can totally have me.
I'll pay you to take me.
-Wrong. -On Etsy?
-Wrong. -eBay.
-Wrong. -It's Etsy, isn't it?
I, I meant, how would you sell
yourself as a person? Like, marketing.
Well, for marketing at Woom,
I usually make a pitch presentation.
(indistinct chatter)
So, what do you think?
When you said you wanted to surprise me with plans tonight,
I kind of assumed, like, a chill night in,
where we play non-strip Uno or something.
They just call that "Uno."
I mean, I even wore my comfy clothes.
This is how you dress when you're not trying?
-Yeah. -Okay. Nope.
Follow me.
Hi. Wiley. Party of two.
Um, online you only had a 4:30 p.m. reservation,
but I called and you said you might be able to accommodate me.
We're fully committed.
Hey. It's, uh, Stella. Fabian's friend.
Hostess: Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. Right this way.
Thank you.
I can't believe you know someone here.
This place has been open for four days.
I went to the soft opening. But I didn't see it from out here.
We were in the back, in some small private kitchen
doing this dumb, curated tasting menu thing
with this stupid, world-renowned head chef.
Ugh. Oh, hi. Um, could you tell us the specials?
No.
Desalinated snake venom.
If this isn't your vibe, we can totally do couch, takeout,
Nutella from the jar. Seriously.
No. We're not doing that.
-We're being fun. -Okay.
Now. Ahem.
I feel a little weird about having these, but...
Here.
Sour Patch Kids?
What? No. These are...
weed gummies.
-Honey, these are Sour Patch Kids. -That's impossible.
Jeremy's cousin left them at our place
when he was here visiting colleges last year.
I found them in a sketchy plastic baggie with a note that said,
"Enjoy your trip."
I'm guessing because his mom packed him snacks for his trip.
Because she's a mom, and not a drug dealer.
Taste like a Sour Patch Kid?
That doesn't prove anything.
Husband goals.
Ryan Gosling.
Overdone.
Style icon.
-Kendall Jenner. -Cliche.
-Favorite season. -Do not say fall.
(sighing) Okay.
Don't take this the wrong way,
but you are the most basic bitch I've ever seen,
and I've been to the Museum of Ice Cream.
But this is all so generic. Is this stuff really even you?
I don't know anymore, okay?
Oh, God.
My entire life, I've just wanted to be someone people liked,
but I don't think that's possible for me.
Look, I don't think you're basic.
You are fully bananas, but you are not basic.
And even though the amount you try
is seriously problematic most of the time,
it at least shows that you care.
You care about Jules, you care about having girlfriends.
And that is definitely not basic.
Favorite moment?
This.
Great. You can start being Izzy again.
What do I tell everyone at work?
I can't just reintroduce myself. They'll have me committed.
Or they'll un-follow me.
You mean a relaunch.
This I can do. Come on.
(boat horn honks)
Okay. I realize the night's been off to a rough start,
but I just read about this brand-new nautical-themed bar
that's literally on this docked boat,
and it's supposed to be really cool.
Please tell me you haven't already been.
No. And actually this seems really dope.
-Great. First round's on me. -(Stella chuckles)
(rock music playing)
-Oh. -Seems pretty cool.
Good vibes.
And the guy-to-lady ratio is favorable.
Ahoy, there, sirs.
Could you point us in the direction of the bar?
All right. Let's get that guy to buy us a drink. (chuckles)
Hey.
(speaking Finnish)
Ooh. So, I think that Sour Patch Kid is starting to hit me.
It feels like the bar is moving.
That's because the bar is moving.
Jules: Okay. We're here.
Where are we going?
(groans softly)
Alaska?
Like, Alaska, Alaska?
I wonder how you say "Alaska" in Finnish?
Alaska.
Okay. I'm not freaking out. I could do this.
I could be cool and fun and not care about anything.
You do it all the time, and everybody loves you.
Yeah, right. I'm Stella. I don't care about anything.
No, that's-- Oh, I didn't mean it like that.
Stella: No, you got it absolutely right.
I mean, why would I care about planning for my future
or going to business school when I'm a fun, party girl?
Stella, please, this is more about me than it was about you, I swear!
Attention on deck! This is your captain speaking.
And shit's about to get weird.
-(glass shattering) -(fishermen groaning)
(fishermen cheering)
(fisherman whistles)
(clanking)
Okay. You got your story down?
When this kid from my high school came out of the closet,
he did it in this dramatic musical number,
and people seemed to react really well,
so maybe I should be doing this in song?
Okay. Let me go grab some sheet music.
-Oh, my God. Really? -I will slap you.
Hey, ladies. I started us off
with a bottle of sparkling rose.
Um, Alison?
Alison, before I share another sip of fizzy pink wine with you...
I need to tell you guys the truth.
My name isn't Other Alison B.
I know. It must be so hard that I am original Alison B,
but you should know that "other," it doesn't mean less than.
No. My name is Isadora Grossman-Levine.
Izzy, for short.
Wait. You lied about your name?
I lied...
for my life.
It was the spring of my junior year,
and I was abroad in the British Big Apple, London,
when I met Damien.
It was a whirlwind romance,
but when the semester ended, I was ready to leave it behind.
Damien became obsessive.
He followed me back to America
and showed up at my doorstep.
He was tortured by his love for me.
And we were afraid he might try to hurt us both,
like in Romeo and Juliet.
But not the original. The remake with Leo in it--
-Bring it back. -The only thing I could do was disappear.
Change my name.
Damien went crazy trying to find me over the years,
but I just got word from my lawyer.
He finally did it.
-He killed himself? -No, he moved to Tampa.
And got eaten by a giant alligator.
As much as I mourn for him...
I am finally able to tell my story.
And reveal who I really am.
Isadora Grossman-Levine...
the first.
That is...
So fucking cool.
No guy has every considered murder-suicide-ing me.
I'm basically disgusting.
Alison B: I'm getting another bottle.
Izzy, you have to tell us more about abroad.
Okay. (chuckles softly)
(fishermen singing in Finnish)
Jules: Mm.
Ugh. Without a chaser, you can really taste the potato.
Oh. Hey, why would I care that I end up on a random fishing boat
going thousands of miles away?
Embrace the chaos.
That's all anyone ever expects of me.
You, my mom, the whole world. Why fight it?
No, no, no. I don't think that at all. I was just trying to show...
that I can be fun.
Not that you can't not be fun.
I'm too drunk to explain this correctly.
Yeah, we are who we are, Jules.
So fuck it.
We may as well make the most of it.
-Frans. -(singing in Finnish)
Stella: I take back what I said.
I will marry you.
(fishermen cheering)
(fisherman shouts in Finnish)
Ugh. I will not be a buzzkill, I will not be a buzzkill.
I will not be a buzzkill.
Come with me.
(fishermen singing in Finnish)
Do you swear to tell the truth, even though you're no fun,
have never been fun, and never will be?
Jules Wiley, you are charged with murdering the buzz
in the first degree. How do you plead?
I didn't do it! I'm not a buzzkill!
-(gavel pounds) -Judge: Counsel,
control your witness.
The buzz is dead, your honor.
The only question now is...
who did it.
The coroner put the approximate time of death
between 12:06 and 12:17 in the morning.
Ms. Wiley, can you confirm for us where you were at that time?
I've been on the boat. I've been drinking. I'm being fun.
Let the record show that Ms. Wiley
has been holding the same full beer
for the better part of an hour.
-Objection! -Judge: Overruled.
Judge, I'd like to enter into the record
exhibit 2A.
(laughing, chattering on screen)
-(crowd on TV exclaiming) -(jurors gasping)
June 22, 2019.
Ms. Wiley turned the lights on
in the middle of a house party.
That was an accident. I was just trying to find my keys.
So you could leave the party early, Ms. Wiley?
What we have here, ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
is a pattern of behavior.
Vibes ruined, blankets wetted.
This woman has, over the years,
harshed several mellows.
And I don't think the people can rest until justice is served.
You don't understand! I didn't want to kill the buzz.
I was trying not to!
Things were just getting out of control.
They had to be stopped. They had to be stopped.
They had to be... stop!
I'm the lame one. I'm boring. I'm a buzzkill.
And I am getting us out of here.
-Hey, Siri? -(phone beeps)
What's Finnish for "Turn the fuck around"?
(sighs) I am starving.
Me, too.
All I've eaten today
is half a glow stick and that Sour Patch Kid.
(both laugh)
(gasps) Oh, you know what sounds
really good right now?
-Pancakes. -Oh, God!
(fishermen singing in Finnish)
♪ Girls, they wanna have fun ♪
♪ Oh, girls just wanna have fun ♪
These are good plain.
I tried to be as fun as you for one night.
And I almost got us shipped off to Alaska.
Who says Alaska's not fun?
I think the two of us could have started something really beautiful there.
Don't you mean the three of us?
Oh, yeah. You, me, and Frans.
But don't sell yourself short. Gideon was totally into you.
I just wanted to come through for you.
You did.
Something like this was actually exactly what I wanted.
Something like pancakes?
Mm, something regular. And by regular,
I don't mean boring. I mean real.
Well, these jackets for real smell like tuna.
Are you kidding? I'm gonna wear this thing all the time.
I mean, you and Madison have your Aruba T-shirts.
Now you and I have something.
So, business school?
Yeah. I don't know, I mean,
I think there's a version of settled-down me I'm interested in meeting.
Like maybe one day I might want to run a nonprofit.
You know you even have to go to school
to not make companies money?
-It's very backward. -Jules: Yeah.
Where have you been? I was freaking out.
I texted both of you last night and neither of you responded,
so I've been tracking your location,
and you've been in the middle of the fucking ocean for the last six hours!
Yeah, it was an eventful evening.
Us, too. My fake stalker boyfriend died.
Yeah. We can call her Izzy now.
Izzy: I know he never existed,
but, like, I just can't believe he's gone.
Oh, God, what is that smell?
-I think my jacket. -Oh, God!
-Izzy: Do you guys want-- -Jules: It's us.
Madison: Oh, God!
-Jules: Yeah. -Madison: Oh, God. I need some coffee.
(all chattering)
♪ Oh, girls just wanna have fun ♪
♪ Girls, they wanna ♪
♪ They wanna have fun ♪
♪ Girls ♪
♪ They wanna have fun ♪
♪ Girls ♪
♪ They wanna have fun ♪
♪ And girls ♪
♪ They wanna have ♪
♪ That's all they really want ♪
♪ Is some fun ♪
♪ When the working day is done ♪
♪ Oh, girls, they wanna have fun ♪
♪ Oh, girls just wanna have fun ♪