Hey, Marylin.
- Thank you, Henry. - Have a good day.
- And you, too. - Keep smiling, all right?
MAIN TITLE
Now, take a look
at Picasso's Guernicafor example.
The severity of the screams,
they're crying out in anguish.
They're trapped in a black and white
and shades of gray world.
They're being devoured and destroyed.
Do you see it?
No, but you do, and that's cool.
Good night, Security Bob.
Randy.
Randy, you forgot your--
YELLOW PERIL GALLERY
Boring. Stale. Done.
Bereft. Tragico.
Si.
Tell me, Butch, what does this place lack?
- Better art. - Try again.
- Um... - What does this place lack?
- You. - Yes, me!
Apologies.
These artists, they're sold
in galleries across the nation.
Discovered by a two-bit consignment store
whose proprietors fancies themselves a keen eye.
This is crap, crap, crap, crap, crap.
This-- this is not crap.
RAW
- This is-- - "RAW"?
Yeah.
- You Randall? - Where's Bob?
He got canned. Are you Randall?
Yeah, I am.
Come on with me.
Picasso, he was being harassed by German soldiers.
Are you Randall?
One of the officers,
he saw the painting...
...in Picasso's apartment.
You can't hang your own art in the gallery.
I didn't put that art there.
And he asked Picasso-- he said, "Did you do that?"
You can't get someone else to do it either.
Bob was relieved of his post earlier.
Bob would never leave his post.
And Picasso's response was no, you did.
Please, Bob's a nice guy. He's my friend.
We're gonna have to terminate you as well.
- Terminate? - It's vandalism, Mr. Whitsey.
No, this is vandalism.
Hello, this is Henry.
He's up there.
Thanks, bud.
- Go away, Dick. - Hey, buddy, it's me.
Redlocks?
Yeah. Open up the door.
You may enter.
- I don't wanna enter. - Well, I'm not leaving.
Man.
It smells awful in here.
I'm sorry. I threw up.
They fired me. I'm really sorry.
Hey, hey, hey. Don't be sorry.
It's okay. It's okay, it's their loss.
But I like it here.
What, in the bathroom?
Hey, remember when Ma had to leave?
Do you?
We didn't like that either, but there was nothing
we could do about it.
So what did we do, hmm? What did we do?
We moved on together, and we found our feet.
Can we do that again?
- Find our feet? - Yeah, that's right.
Find our feet.
What are you smirking at?
You should see what I'm seeing, man.
You're a mess.
- Yeah, I'm a mess. - Yeah.
Well, I'm ready to go now.
All right, let's get out of here.
Got it.
You have the pleasure of speaking to Maurizio D'Oro.
- And? - You must be RAW.
I'm here to apologize.
Look, I'm a lot of things
and raw is definitely one of them.
But why are you apologizing?
May I come in?
- Uh... sure. - This is nice.
Very well.
I've come to offer you a job.
- A job? - As I understand it,
I cost you your job at the Yellow Peril when
I inquired about your artwork hanging on display.
I'm here now to make amends.
Oh.
What's wrong? Your work is good.
You just need guidance, refinement.
You need moi. I like your look, though.
Ruggedly handsome for a painter.
Hey, Randy?
Come here, buddy.
This is my brother, Randy.
All right, and it's him you owe the apology to.
Randy, this is Mr. Mazarino.
Maurizio D'Oro.
Maurizio of Gold, yeah.
It's 'cause of him you got fired.
Have a seat.
So you're RAW?
RAW's an acronym for my name.
It's for Randall Andrew Whitsey.
Of course it is.
But also RAW, you're more ways than one.
You have talent, but you need to cultivate it.
You are but stone-- an uncut diamond.
Once we have you cut,
you will shine like the gem you are.
You will be brilliant.
- Wait, what? - What would you say if
I told you I have a good friend at New England Tech
who can help you expand your skills? Gratis?
- A school for art? - Precisely.
Yeah, I don't know, to me, school just teaches you
things that I'd probably never use.
You're being pessimistic. School is for people like you.
There's nothing wrong with me!
I don't need your help, and I don't need your school.
- Wait, Randy. - No, I just,
I don't want to do that.
I'm sorry.
If you know what's good for your brother,
you'll see that he's in my gallery
tomorrow morning, 11:00 a.m.
It'll be a shame to miss the kind of opportunity
that I'm prepared to offer him. Good-bye.
- Thanks for coming. - Coat!
Yeah.
ARTPROV GALLERY OPEN NOW
And the boy who can paint arrives.
Hi.
Come. Enter. Be amazed. Butch, two Cabernet, chop-chop.
MADCREATIV
It's 11:00 a.m.
Yes, of course, make it Chardonnay.
Your face.
Durango, magnifico,?
A rare palazzo.
Of course, not so rare for my galleria.
- This one. - The boy speaks.
And it would appear you have quite the eye.
Do you like?
I don't recognize the artist
and it's probably for a good reason.
It's not very good. Why did you buy that work?
I didn't. I painted it.
Come, drink with me.
Oh, do you have iced coffee with no ice?
You'll be responsible for phones, setting up showing,
helping clients with whatever they want. Claro?
- You want me to work out there? - Yes, as a receptionist.
I'd rather clean. Can I be your custodian?
A janitor? You want to be my janitor?
A janitor is often a synonym for custodian.
I have a service that cleans for me, Randy.
I would do a better job, and it would cost you less.
- A lot less. - Mamma mia.
One step back, two steps forward, I hope.
Are you sure you want to be my janitor?
Yes. Yes, I'm sure.
Buongiorno, ArtProv Gallery will be closed for renovation,
and I won't be needing your service until we reopen.
Grazia, arrivederci.
PATRIOT DISPOSAL SALES OFFICE
♪ Taking all the land Across the sea... ♪
Hi.
Hey, Chip.
Your tolerance for alcohol is ever increasing.
Well, aren't we feeling forward today?
Which reminds me, we need to change our filters
when we get home.
I changed the filter first of the month,
every quarter as directed.
That's why I love you, brother.
Always on top of things.
Excuse me, are you guys staying for the game?
The games like the ones on TV?
No, like the kickball game out in the parking lot.
Oh, I don't like sports.
Oh, well, you have a prime position here
and this place is jam-packed.
Ain't that too bad.
- Do you mind if we join you? - Mm, not at all, pretty lady.
Please, take a seat. Hey, hey, Randy, come on.
Hi, I'm Sienna.
Sienna is an earth pigment containing
iron oxide and magnesium oxide.
And it's also my name.
And this is my boyfriend, Clinton.
I did not have sexual relations with that woman.
- Wow, that was really good. - I think I can do better.
No, please, don't.
Well, look, I'm Henry,
and this is my little brother, Randy.
- Say hi, Randy. - Hello.
- Hey, Chip. - Here we go.
That's mine, thank you.
Thanks, buddy.
Perfect. All right, man, thank you.
Yeah, and the game, too, Chip, thank you.
Yeah, I got you, Mr. Nielsen.
Oh, Nielsen. As in Patriot Disposal Nielsen.
Nielsen as the trash company Nielsen, yeah.
What, dude? I work for you.
Well, actually, you work for his grandfather.
This is Clinton Nielsen III.
Do you want to tell him where we live, too, babe?
- Jesus! - Oh!
- Idiot! God! - It was an accident.
These pants are Brooks Brothers.
- Relax, all right? - Or what, trashman?
My family already owns you. Let's go.
- Just relax. - I'll see you at home.
- It's barrida... - Barrida.
...debajo...
- ...debajo pensatro. - Pensatro.
- Pensatro! - Hey!
Hey, buddy, come back, buddy!
Hey, you want a shot? He doesn't want it.
You want some more? Whoa, hold on.
Go, go. Go!
♪ But it doesn't Even feel all right ♪
♪ 'Cause our holes Got holes ♪
♪ And the wind's Too slow ♪
♪ I gotta jump ship Before we sink down low ♪
♪ I said Our holes got holes ♪
♪ And the wind's Too slow ♪
♪ I gotta jump ship Before we sink down low ♪
♪ Yeah, our holes Got holes ♪
♪ And the wind's Too slow ♪
♪ I gotta jump ship Before we sink down low ♪♪
RAW
RAW.
RAW is an acronym for my name.
It's Randall Andrew Whitsey.
Did you paint that?
- Yeah. - It's very nice.
Thank you.
Hey, can you tell Harry that I said thanks?
His name is Henry, but I call him Redlocks.
I get that, Redlocks.
Red hair.
Well, tell him I said thanks.
- And see you later, RAW. - Okay. Good-bye.
- All right, good night. - Buonanotte.
You did well today.
I will have you back on Wednesday.
You don't want me back tomorrow?
Tomorrow you'll meet with Maxwell von Hausdorff.
- Sounds German. - Tragically so.
Well, why do you want me
to meet with German Maxwell von Hausdorff?
Have a seat. Don't worry, have a seat.
So he's a renowned art professor.
I told him about your work,
and he's agreed to meet you.
Possibly give you a trial in his class.
A scholarship?
Tuition costs $40,000 a year, sweetheart.
Not a scholarship, at least not yet.
But if he likes your work, you will be auditing his class.
Audit his class?
Dear me, boy, you will take his class.
But I don't have enough money.
You'll be auditing the class!
Which means you will take it for free
for the time being, but you won't be enrolled.
So you're the boy
Maurizio's been raving about.
I believe you have something for me.
Ah, let's take a look!
Ah ah.
Yeah. Oh. Have you anything else?
Uh...
Uh-huh.
Oh, now this one interests me.
- What is that? - That, a cocktail napkin.
Yeah, indeed, but what is the work that
- is on the cocktail napkin? - Sweet Sienna.
Oh, yeah. Almost a found art quality.
A touch of realism. A genuine rare.
Strong angles.
Strokes reminiscent of Victorian charcoal.
Und how did you create this red and yellow hues?
Ketchup and mustard.
Yeah, yeah.
Very good, I think
you can audit my class if you wish.
A special session has already begun,
but I believe I can bring you up to speed.
So right here, Monday morning, 11:30 a.m.
- Don't be late. - Yeah.
That should be good, yeah.
- Okay. Thank you. Thank-- okay. - All right.
- Yeah, yeah. - The whole point of this
game is we have the stick in the hand, right?
See how long and hard, right?
See these balls? You want to hit the balls.
- Hit all the balls there. - Hi.
Hey, brother, what's going on, man?
Can you step out for a second?
Whoa whoa whoa, Randy, manners.
Can you please step out for a second?
I'm gonna go get a drink.
- All right, hurry. - Thank you.
We need to work on your game, kid.
Yeah, I want to see Mom.
Ma. What's wrong?
Nothing's wrong, I just want to tell her
the good news, and you need to take me.
I can't now, Randy.
I mean, I got doubles all month and, uh... you know.
You're not working right now, though, so.
Yeah, but you can't show up unannounced, kid, all right?
What?
'Cause Briarcliffe has visiting hours.
Look at me.
You wanna go see her, we'll go soon.
- All right? - You promise?
Yeah, I promise. So what's the good news?
I'm going to the school, and I took the job.
Say that again.
I took the job, and I'm gonna be working
with Mr. Gold at ArtProv Gallery
in Providence and I'm going
to New England Tech to audit the class.
That's fantastic, buddy, come here.
Yes.
Yes, yes, that's awesome. Come here.
All right, now you're taking risks, and you're stepping out
of your comfort zone.
All right, like I always taught you.
- Yeah. - That,
that my friend, takes cojones.
Cojones?
You know, your man cubes. Your seed holders.
- Your juice boxes. - Juice box?
Yeah, your prizes.
You got the cash, and you got the prizes. Yeah?
- Uh... You have peanuts? - Your walnuts, your peanuts.
Do I have to spell it out? Your balls, Randy, your balls.
Look down. Whoo, there we go!
Now look at me, don't-- okay?
- I get it. - Chip, one shot of Patrón
- and one iced coffee. - With no ice.
- With no ice, bud. - Your friend can come back.
I'm so proud of you. Come here, man.
You know, tomorrow...
we're gonna have to buy you some supplies.
- You know, I-- - I already have my art supplies.
The professor, Maxwell von Hausdorff,
- is German. - See? Now, losing that job
was the best thing that could happen.
I told you, baby bro.
We always...
yo, we always bounce back, right?
It's your day.
- Is it? - Just for you.
Hey, look who's here.
Sienna and her angry trust fund baby boyfriend.
Yo, watch this.
What up, Beauty and the Beast?
- Okay, yeah, get off. - Okay, get off me.
Is that what your pop says about his coattails?
You wanna talk about this, trashman?
Really? Relax, bro, all right?
Don't make a fool of yourself
in front of the lady again, remember?
You're stupid. Let's just get out of here.
I want to stay. You said it was my night.
It is your night. Just somewhere else.
- Okay, you're being a baby. - I am not being a baby.
Okay, well, I want to stay with my friends.
- Seriously? - I stayed up all night
trying to help you and now you wanna leave? Go.
I'm gonna stay here with Randy and Harry.
- Henry. - Henry.
I gotta take this.
Ask her if you can buy her a drink.
- Randy. - Can I buy you a drink?
- Yes, please. - Okay.
I want you to meet Kourtney.
- Yeah. - Hi.
Chardonnay, please.
♪ A little city built On seven hills ♪
♪ One man one vision Of some small prince ♪
♪ Move a river And drink some wine ♪
♪ I'll try to keep My hands clean this time ♪
♪ The princes only Live like kings ♪
♪ And sometimes They lose everything ♪
♪ And that is only what He thinks he is ♪
♪ Is some prince of
♪ Providence ♪
Well, Clinton left.
What?
- It's okay. - Damn.
- Damn! - Yeah.
Well, can I call you, like, an Uber or a Lyft?
No, no, I'm gonna walk.
I need to walk.
I could use the fresh air, actually.
- Oh. - Yeah.
Firm, very decisive. I like. I like.
I think I should walk. I really should.
I don't think you should be walking anywhere.
Yeah, I don't think so either.
- Or driving. - Pretty much anything, yeah.
I'll walk.
I just had iced coffee with no ice, so if you want.
I'd like that.
Okay, yeah, hold on.
I gotta--
Here's my sweater, so it's cold.
I'm gonna go asleep.
Thank you.
- You gonna be okay? - I'm fine.
I'm fine. I'm just gonna hangout.
You guys go ahead and... too-da-loo.
Fly away.
- Okay, you ready? - Yeah! Yeah, let's.
- All right, I'll see you. - Bye.
I'll see you later. Good. Have fun.
- Yeah. - All right.
All right, bye.
So Redlocks, he became my brother
when I was really little,
and we kind of just grew up together.
So you're adopted?
My real parents, they abandoned me
when I was five in the lobby
of Women & Infants Hospital
and then Redlocks and my mom-- my real mom.
I call her my real mom.
They brought me in and raised me ever since that.
- You're blessed. - Hmm.
Do you ever wonder about your real parents?
No, 'cause they left me, and I barely knew them.
So I have Redlocks
who's my brother and then my mom--
my real mom and I have a roof
over my head and my house
and that's all that really matters...
- Right. - ...are my roof, my mother...
Yeah.
I miss my home.
Are you not happy here?
I came from a small town in Mexico when I was younger.
My dad got a job here
and ever since we've been here,
my parents just tell me to find
some rich American boy to marry.
That seems backwards.
Yeah. That's what I thought, too.
Is Clinton a rich American boy?
Yeah. I guess I'm just hoping
that he's something more than that.
He's not very nice to you, Sienna.
No, he is.
I wanna be with somebody that
wants to be with me and doesn't need me.
Yeah.
So are you a Patriots fan, Red Sox?
I don't like sports.
- What? - Yeah, sports are dangerous.
I thought every guy likes sports.
Not this guy.
Have you been to a game before?
Redlocks, he says I have no game.
Well, you'll have to come
to a game with me sometime.
Big crowds, they make me nervous.
I'll be there with you.
- You'll be fine. - Yeah.
Hey, thanks for taking this walk with me tonight.
Yeah, can I have your number
so I can contact you about the game?
Well, Henry doesn't know
what he's talking about
because that's some game you have there.
- Is that me? - Oh, it's a work in progress.
Um... can I have my pencil?
Yeah, okay. That's-- yeah.
Thank you.
Ah, Mr. Whitsey.
Welcome. Welcome.
Mr. George, please take position one.
- Why? - Mr. Whitsey, please take
position three next to Ms. Monroe.
Go on, please.
Hi, my name's Randy.
Today, I will like you to paint anything.
- Anything at all. - Like, anything?
Yeah, anything.
Today is about getting what's in your mind onto the canvas.
A clean mind and a dirty canvas
begins the process of distilling our impurities.
Today, you may paint anything
you'd like in whatever style you like,
but you may use only one brush.
Und you may begin now.
What are you gonna paint?
Anything.
♪ Said I wanna try To be a better man ♪
♪ And I tried Oh I tried but I can't ♪
♪ I'd slick up And I'd suit up and I ♪
♪ Dressed code...
Ah, the abstract.
Lacks the control and clear edges of certainty
that can give it its confidence.
Und here we have a near modern Miller-esque
that lacks the control and warmth
and yet the-- there we are, the deco.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah-- - What are you doing?
- Excuse me?
This is mine. You ruined it.
- It's not-- - This is
a studio workshop, Mr. Whitsey.
If I am to instruct you--
if I am to instruct them, I will need to instruct.
- Now-- - What about-- what about his?
You touch my painting, but his could be way better.
- Go over there. - Mr. Whit-- Mr. Whitsey.
That was rather rude.
I'm sorry, it's not your fault. Well, it is.
- Yeah. - Sorry.
In this setting, this is our work.
It is for everyone to gain experience und for me
to share my knowledge.
Now, as I was saying--
Okay.
This should prove interesting.
Uh, maybe for next time.
Have a scuffle with the little lady?
Get too happy at happy hour? Forget to pay child support?
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Call 401-55-JAIL with two Ls.
That's 5-5-J-A-I-L-L.
What's up, Randy? Hello?
All right.
♪ Would you Hot and steady ♪
♪ Set me free?
♪ The sirens...
Yo, Randy.
What's going on, buddy?
♪ There's a safe And an okay and together ♪
- ♪ That we know... - Hey, Randy.
♪ There's a cool And a deep... ♪
The collection has grown.
- I paint what I-- - You feel.
I know. What are you feeling now?
I feel like I don't wanna--
I don't wanna go back to that school.
Why's that?
I think I'm different than everybody there
and the professor, he treats me like I'm a child.
You're a pretty damn good artist, baby bro.
But that don't mean that you know everything
there is to know about it.
If you wanna be the best artist you can be,
then take advantage of this--
of this great chance to learn in a...
Christ, in a structured setting with a-- with an open door.
It's right there for you.
I should've been more than I am, Randy.
I should've been more than I am.
Don't let your ego get in the way.
You should consider yourself lucky.
You know what I'd give for an opportunity like yours?
- That's what Redlocks says. - Who's Redlocks?
That's what I call my older brother, Redlocks.
- Yeah? Is he a pirate? - No, he's a garbageman.
Well, Redlocks the Garbageman is very wise.
You should listen to him. Artists are replaceable.
People are not replaceable.
No? Well, tell that to Maurizio.
You know how many starry-eyed kids I've seen
come through that door?
Hell, I was one of them.
I've worked for the Italian Ice
for two years, and I never gotten a show.
PATRIOT DISPOSAL
- Ugh, shut up! - Henry!
Oh, come on, people are sleeping!
Hey, Marylin, good morning, honey!
Yeah. Henry!
♪ Sunrise spills In spots onto my wall ♪
♪ And I want To hold you so bad ♪
♪ I hold my tongue Hate to the core ♪
♪ These little things Never set me off ♪
♪ Like this before...
- Everything good? - Yup, I'm all right.
- You sure about that? - Yeah, I'm all set.
- Let's go. - ♪ These days
♪ It's nothing Out of norm... ♪
Oh, Mr. Whitsey, welcome back.
Are you prepared to engage in the studio process?
Ha!
Danka. You take the 10-minute pose with apple.
You may begin.
Ah, great start, Ms. Monroe.
Thank you.
♪ Na-na na-na na
- ♪ Na-na na-na... - Mr. Whitsey...
do you not like the model I have chosen?
No, I like.
Does his form not interest you?
I'm not a homosexual.
That was not the intention of my question.
Is there a reason you have chosen to paint this?
There's nothing wrong with your model.
He's very well-defined, and I can see why
you chose him but his body will--
it will effectuate realism,
so it's a good choice.
Very good.
Then why does your painting have breasts?
- It's what he inspired. - Hmm.
- Later. - Mm.
- What you doing now? - Getting ready to go
- do some errands. - Mind if I tag along?
We can grab a coffee after.
I like iced coffee only, so.
- Sounds good. - But with no ice.
- Okay, no ice. - No ice.
This tent that had all this local artists and stuff
in there, and I fell in love
with a painting of a cactus.
And I knew I wanted to be an artist since I was eight.
I remember eight well. Great year.
Nobody remembers all of eight.
I do. But I'm not like most people.
- To new friends. - Are we friends?
Yeah! I think so.
So the girl that you paint in class, do you know her?
- Yeah. - So she's your girlfriend.
No.
But you want her to be.
I never had one.
- Do you have her number? - Yeah, she gave it to me.
That means she's interested. Have you called her?
- No. - Why not?
I'm afraid if I call, she won't pick up.
Then you leave a message.
You should call her.
Only if you really want to.
Right then, perfect timing.
Hey, buddy.
Oh, hey, Redlocks, how was your day?
Mine was good. Thanks for asking. Yeah.
Hello?
- Hi. - Hi.
- Hi, who's this?
- Randy. - Hey, Randy.
Hi, Sienna, how are you?
I'm doing well. How are you?
I think I'm ready to go to the sports game with you.
Oh, great.
Great, what are you doing tomorrow?
The Paw Sox are playing at McCoy.
I have-- I have class tomorrow.
- Oh, what about the next day? - I have class then as well.
Well, then that makes it difficult.
I will-- I'll skip class for you.
No, don't do that.
Don't do that. That's not a good idea.
It's fine, I'm better than that class, anyway.
- Oh. Well, wow, okay. - I wanna bring Redlocks.
Yeah, yeah, that's a-- that's a great idea.
I'll bring Clinton.
- Yeah, okay, sure, yeah. - Okay.
That-- I'll leave two tickets
- at will call for you. - Okay.
Okay, I'll see you tomorrow, then.
Okay, we're gonna go to a baseball game
with Sienna and her angry boyfriend tomorrow.
- Oh, we are? - She said she will call
about two tickets tomorrow.
Are you sure that's what she said, Randy?
Yes, she said she will call about two tickets tomorrow.
Pretty sure I know what she meant.
- Hey, hey. - Huh?
I really don't like her boyfriend.
Oh, yeah, I don't-- yeah, I don't--
Attaboy. I'll see you later, buddy.
- Don't slam the door. - Yeah, yeah, okay.
Hey, come on.
- It's gonna be loud. - Hey, I got you.
- All right, let's go. - Uh...
Jesus, Randy, come on.
You're gonna have a good time, all right?
I got you. Let's go.
- You need to lock-- - I locked the door.
- Don't worry about it. Come on. - ♪ Some people choose
♪ To pick and lose
♪ Some people stayed To make you wait ♪
♪ I won't give up Until you say ♪
♪ I won't give Until you say ♪
♪ Some people doubt The whole damn thing ♪
♪ Some people tried To run and hid ♪
♪ But I won't give up Until you say ♪
♪ I won't give Until you say ♪
♪ Whoa oh oh oh oh-oh
♪ Whoa oh oh oh Oh-oh whoa oh ♪
♪ Whoa oh
♪ Whoa oh whoa oh...
MCCOY STADIUM
- Randy, Harry. - It's Henry.
- Yeah. - I told you my name.
I know, guy.
I don't like beer.
Yeah, it's not for you. Sienna.
- You're an artist, huh? - Art's something I do, yeah.
What, you draw, like, cartoons and stuff?
No, abstract and figurative.
- Cool. - So what do you do?
I'm a lawyer. Nearly. Almost. I got, like, a year left.
Redlocks, he doesn't like lawyers.
He says they're money-grubbing a-holes.
You're a head trip, dude.
Yes.
♪ Whoa oh oh oh oh-oh
♪ Whoa oh oh oh Oh-oh whoa oh ♪
♪ Whoa oh
♪ Whoa oh whoa oh
♪ Whoa oh oh oh oh-oh
♪ Whoa oh oh oh Oh-oh whoa oh ♪
♪ Whoa oh
♪ Whoa oh whoa oh ♪
Hey, thanks again.
- This was great. - Yeah, thanks for coming.
It's nice being around good people.
- Yeah. - I really liked the hot dogs.
- They were good. - Thanks so much.
- Yeah. - Let's go, baby bro.
- Bye, Randy. - Okay.
Bye.
- What the hell was that? - What was what?
"What was what?" You just kissed a taken woman.
Taken? I don't follow.
You can't just kiss someone, Randy.
I mean, he's mean to her.
Right, okay.
And then I'm nice to her, so...
A kiss, you know, it should be mutual.
Well, she kissed me back.
I mean, I didn't feel her tongue.
Did I do it wrong?
You crash-landed on your face, all right?
Come on, let's get out of here before the American psycho
- wakes up and finds his ax. - Oh!
- It's un-- it's unlocked. - Yeah.
I know-- I know, I unlocked the car.
- But you said you locked it. - I didn't.
- On the way in-- - Shut up. Put your seatbelt on.
All right.
- Okay, let's go, then. - Oh, God.
- Randy! - Oh, hey, Cassie. How are you?
Hi, I'm good.
- We should go so we're not late. - Good.
Aah!
Sorry.
- Thanks. - Mr. Whitsey...
about the girl from your paintings.
Ahem.
I realize she's a preferred subject,
but it's very important that you work
on what I present in class.
I cannot teach you if you're not following my lessons.
I don't like your lessons, it's...
Fair enough.
But this is a very special class
that NEIT is offering.
Something unique.
And you constantly defying my syllabus,
it's not just a problem for me.
It's also a problem for the other students as well.
It's a distraction.
I don't want to be a distraction.
Yeah, I know you don't. But they are distracted.
May I go to class now?
- I don't-- - Where were you yesterday?
I was at a baseball game.
Baseball? So you think baseball is more important than art?
Of course not, but I was with Red--
I don't care who you were with.
If you miss one more class,
your time here is done. Verstehe?
Get, get, get!
- Buonasera, Randall. - Mr. Gold.
Come with me.
Have you heard of the artist Mauricio Callegari?
Painted Il Trágico, 1879.
Molto bene. And only Il Trágico.
Do you know why?
- No. - Because he was caught
sleeping with his patron's wife.
His patron then cut his penis off
and slipped the knife into his belly
and spilled his entrails all over the piazza.
The point being is many men's downfall
has been a woman of lust.
I don't understand.
I hope you never do.
Maurizio D'Oro.
♪ Going to war he said
♪ I'll leave my mother
♪ I'll leave my bed
♪ The silence It comes for me... ♪
- Everything okay? - No.
- What's wrong? - Just please be quiet, okay?
♪ He left at dawn That day... ♪
I don't mean to pry.
Sometimes when life sucks
I go to this beach in Narragansett.
It's really beautiful at night.
It helps clear my head.
I hope things get better for you.
Me, too.
♪ He said "Now you know this isn't" ♪
♪ This isn't where You're supposed to be... ♪
- What's your problem? - Everyone's against me.
- What? - They all hate her.
Who hates who?
My sweet Sienna, they hate her.
- They're jealous of us. - You lost me.
Never mind, okay?
All right, look, whoever Sweet Sienna is,
however sweet she may be,
she seems to be clouding your judgment.
How would you know?
I heard Maurizio and Hausdorff talking,
and they said you're fixated on some subject.
All right, and it's affecting your work.
Yeah, we'll be talking.
You think it's wrong I paint Sweet Sienna
in the German's class?
She has a name and an adjective.
How appalling.
Look, I never met the girl,
but it's clear that she has a spell on you.
One that you're unable to control.
It's all the German's fault.
I doubt that.
But he does not like that you won't paint what he asks.
- He says that all the time. - Well, I suggest you listen.
When are you gonna give me my own show?
Excuse me, Randall,
but your insolent tone is off-putting.
When are you gonna give me my own show?
When you show some respect.
When your art is up to par
and worthy of being displayed at the ArtProv Gallery.
My galleria!
When you appreciate the opportunities
presented to you.
I think you should go back to work now.
We'll discuss the show when I'm ready. Go!
- Autism? - I think so.
High-functioning. It all makes sense.
He has amazing talent,
but he seems to be unaware of his condition.
If you cut him off,
he'll never be able to realize what he can do.
I will allow him to continue,
provided he stops painting that girl.
- I don't know if the girl-- - You think that I'm retarded?
That I'm not capable of painting anything
other than a single subject?
Of course not, but you bursting into my office
like this does not help your case.
I am not mentally retarded.
- Randy-- - One day I will be
a brilliant artist and you will respect me.
If I wanna paint Sienna every day of the week I will,
whether you hate her or not.
- Randy-- - No!
No!
You kissed my girl!
You think you can do
whatever you want because you're special?
Stop!
- Stop, Clinton! Stop, stop! - Come on, fight back.
- Stop! Stop! - Come on, fight back.
Clinton, stop! Clinton, stop!
She's all I have, Randy.
I couldn't find my bike.
What happened?
Well, apparently you got
a good old-fashioned ass-kicking.
- Did I fight back at least? - That's not important.
It is. It's very important.
What matters is that you're okay now.
Thank you, Mr. Gold.
You are an outstanding artist, Randy.
You have amazing raw talent. Pun intended.
But you're lacking the critical understanding
of the art form.
You're also lacking control of your emotions.
What makes great art
is this in tandem with this.
Heart and head in harmony.
Your emotions and your mind,
they don't work together like most people.
I must ask. Do you have autism?
When I was-- when I was three years old,
I was diagnosed with Asperger syndrome but in 2013,
the DSM-5, the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual
of Mental Disorders, Edition 5
has defined it and other forms
of autism inclusively as this is one thing.
It's autism spectrum disorder. It's all one thing.
It's not-- yeah. It's just one, yeah.
- It's not a-- - It's okay.
It's okay. I'm sorry, sweetheart.
Don't be sorry. Autism, it's what I have.
It's not who I am. I'm just-- I'm just Randy.
Randy. I will give you a hug right now,
but I suppose that will make you uncomfortable.
- You can do it for two seconds. - Cool.
- Two seconds, okay. - Well, three but only three.
Three it is.
One, two...
Clinton told me what happened.
I'm sorry that he hurt you.
How is he?
He's all right, I guess.
He's hurt on the inside, too.
I mean, I feel bad for him.
You're so sweet.
No, you're sweet, Sienna. I really think so.
Thank you, Randy.
Do you wanna see something in my studio?
Sure, yeah.
Are these me?
Yeah, you inspire my feelings.
How do I do that?
I don't know, you just-- you just kind of do.
You're a really strong person,
and I wanna be as strong as you.
Can you sit on that stool so I can paint?
- Sit? - Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, on the stool.
Okay. Cool.
What do you want me to do?
Look natural.
Well, it's not really natural
for me to just randomly pose for you.
Okay. All right, listen to this.
I got music and stuff-- it's what I do.
- It's... - What song should I listen to?
I'll get that.
Okay, yeah.
Yeah, it's a good one.
Put them-- yeah.
Just put them in your ears and...
♪ I've been
♪ Lost in the mazes
♪ My heart locked In cages ♪
♪ Unlock the cages
♪ You sound like a road
♪ Like a road That needs paving ♪
♪ Just like a stone
♪ Like a stone Needing shaping ♪
♪ Don't care If it breaks my bones ♪
♪ Could you be home?
♪ Could you be safety?
♪ A place To rest my soul ♪
♪ 'Cause I've been On my own ♪
♪ For too long
♪ Don't leave it alone
♪ Keep pushing on baby
♪ 'Cause I've been Losing hope ♪
♪ I've been losing I've been bruised so ♪
♪ Could you be home?
♪ Home
♪ Could you be home?
- I have to go. - What do you mean, "go"?
- Go where? - I have to go.
Sienna.
Yeah.
Wow. Okay.
FAST SIGNS PET ADOPTION FAIR
I don't want another dog.
Dogs die.
It ain't just a dog. It's a-- hey, look at it.
It's a companion, right?
I have other things on my mind, okay?
Yeah, you mean somebody.
Don't say it like that.
- Don't say it like what? - Like you're mad at her.
You're upset 'cause you had sex with her,
and she rejected you.
- Did you wear a condom? - Look, she didn't reject me.
And we didn't have sex, all right?
Well, what about you? When are you gonna see Mom?
Don't change the subject, all right?
She's dying.
And you pretend like she's on some kind of big vacation.
Hey, this ain't about me, all right?
No, it's about me! It's always been about me!
Why am I the only one that's supposed to change?
You say you want more and when you get a free moment,
you're out drinking it away in a bar.
- Hey, that is enough! - It's not enough!
It's never enough!
I'm sick and tired of being told what's good for me.
- I know what's good for me. - Look at me.
You're about to make a fool of yourself right now.
- Calm-- - I know me. I know me.
What's his name?
Harlan. But you know something, if you want this dog,
you can call him whatever you want.
No, his name's Harlan.
Redlocks, meet Harlan.
Hey, beautiful. Come here.
You think you can give this dog a loving home?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
Can we keep him?
DR. TIM'S PREMIUM ALL NATURAL PET FOODS
Yo, Randy?
Yo, buddy, get up. Come on, we're gonna be late.
Hurry up.
Are you feeling stressed, Randy?
Very stressed.
I don't know how she feels about me.
I see.
This is not good.
Swelling in your face, hands, mouth, and throat.
Chest tightness, trouble breathing,
fast flow, pounding, or uneven heartbeat.
Fever, sweating, confusion, or muscle stiffness.
Increased hunger or thirst.
Change in how often you urinate.
Lightheadedness, dizziness, or fainting.
Numbness or weakness on one side of your body.
Sudden or severe headache problems
with vision, speech, or walking.
Painful or prolonged erections. Seizures or tremors.
Breast soreness and nipple discharge
in both women and men.
And trouble swallowing, too. Yeah, I can't take this.
I just...
TAKE 1 TABLET EVERY TO 8 HOURS
I have something that should raise your spirit.
I'm hosting a showcase
of several artists and photographers,
and I'd like to offer you a spot.
One piece. Your best work.
Really? You want to show my work?
One piece. Make it great.
Make it RAW. Salute.
You can drink.
Randy! Congratulations.
Oh, what for?
The show. Professor told me.
- Yeah. - I'm really excited for you.
Yeah, cool, I'm excited. It's gonna be cool.
Are you creating a new piece,
or are you using an existing one?
Mr. Gold wants me to make a new one specifically
for this show, so I think I'm just gonna...
- Cool. - ...like, do...
- Well, what's the concept? - I don't know, um...
I don't know yet.
- Really? - Yeah.
Isn't the show kind of soon?
Yeah, I should probably get with that.
I have to-- yes. I'm gonna do it.
Sienna?
Look, you're stronger than me.
You always have been.
When you really let somebody in, that's when you'll be happy.
It's not that easy.
Just give me a chance, please.
What is it, Randy?
Is everything okay at home?
What does that have to do with the painting?
More than you might know.
I feel, um... broken, Redlocks.
- Broken how? - I feel numb.
I feel like the medication
is, like, is taking my feelings away,
and I'm not-- I'm not inspired
and I have nothing to paint.
Well, look, buddy, it's only meant to be temporary.
I think I wanna stop taking the medication.
The pharmacist says you can't just, you know, stop.
I know, I wanna stop as soon as possible.
Look, uh... let's just give it a little time, all right?
Let your body adjust.
Do you think Sienna likes me?
Look, buddy, she definitely likes you, all right?
But maybe not in the same way that you like her.
How do you mean?
Hey, we promised to always be honest with each other, right?
- Yes. - Right?
- Always honest. - Yeah, to a fault.
All right, buddy, look.
She's... out of your league.
Now, hold on, some women can
be very, very superficial, right?
Now, they base attraction off a lot of unrealistic qualities
and, uh... and attributes in guys.
But you can love somebody,
you know, without it being physical.
Kind of like loving someone from afar.
Just like you love Mom from afar?
Was that an insult, Randy?
- Are you insulted? - Yes.
Then yes, it's an insult.
Now, Randy, I, uh...
I really sacrificed.
I put any kind of dream
I had on damn hold for you!
For you.
- I didn't ask you to. - I know.
I know. I did it 'cause I love you.
Not quite what I had in mind.
Is there anything else you've done?
No, that's my submission.
Are you absolutely sure?
That's it. That's the one I want, okay?
Just use that, please.
You know who Sweet Sienna is. Prepare this.
I think you have more potential than you're realizing.
Consider submitting something else, yes?
I don't wanna consider anything.
I want you to put her up on that wall now, okay?
Sweet Sienna Hey, Randy. Omw to your place. R U home?
I gotta go. Thanks. Oh, shit.
Look, Randy...
I know how you feel about me.
When you kissed me out in the parking lot
after the game, I could tell how much it meant to you.
And I want you to know that it felt good for me, too.
Well, that's good, right?
- Yeah, it is. - Good.
Look, it's not easy for me.
I know feelings, they can be-- feelings can be hard.
But there's something I've been wanting to tell you.
No. No, please don't.
- Don't. - Just stay right here.
I have to go, Randy.
Please, please. This-- you gotta stay.
Look, Randy...
Randy.
I don't want to hurt you.
- All right. - You're one of the sweetest,
most honest, and the most real person I ever met.
Thank you.
Look... I'm going through something right now.
I don't even know what it is yet.
I need to clear my head and figure some things out.
And when I do-- look at me.
I want us to be friends, Randy.
There's nothing that I want more than that.
Do you understand what I mean by friends?
Yeah. Yeah, friends, like a school-- school friends.
- I know. Yeah. - I'm sorry.
You're my sweet Sienna.
Please don't make this harder than it already is.
- I have to go. - But I-- but I love you.
Sienna, I love you.
You're supposed to say it back.
You're supposed to say it back!
Sienna!
You're supposed to say it back.
♪ I've known it from the moment That I saw your face ♪
♪ All that You have done... ♪
I hate you!
♪ Regrettably I fight the urges ♪
♪ That I have Locked inside ♪
♪ All caught up In tragedy ♪
♪ And how To nurse my pride ♪
♪ I wish I could see These things you see ♪
♪ When you Looked at me... ♪
I love you. You don't have to say it back.
♪ If I could have You again ♪
♪ I would breathe All of you in ♪
♪ Kiss every inch Of your skin ♪
♪ And forget We're both okay ♪
♪ In this world That surrounds me ♪
♪ I don't know how You found me ♪
♪ But I want you To know ♪
♪ That I loved you The most ♪
- ♪ Return to me ♪ - Where's Mr. Gold?
He isn't here.
My painting is supposed to be hanging right there,
and it's not now.
And I want to know why.
Well, Maurizio didn't feel like it was your best work.
- Who's he to judge? - It's his gallery.
I think he's a liar.
He said my painting was gonna be right there,
and then he took it away.
Well, he didn't take it away.
He's just putting up one of mine instead.
He's gonna hang one of your paintings?
Oh, God, no.
No, that would be a train wreck.
He's putting up one of my photos.
Why are you telling me this?
I'm just being honest with you, man.
I mean, look, it's not like you don't have skills.
I guess you do.
It's just that this wasn't your best work.
Maurizio only wants to hang the best in his exhibits.
This is why he's putting up one of my pieces.
I think you're a liar, too.
I think you wanted your piece in the show so bad
that you told him that my art wasn't any good.
You'll never be the artist that I am.
I freaking hate you, Butch.
Are we done?
Sienna, she didn't say it back.
Mr. Gold and Butch are liars.
Everybody hates me.
You sure you don't want an iced coffee with no ice?
How much for the whole bottle?
♪ If I could have You again ♪
♪ I would breathe All of you in ♪
♪ Kiss every inch Of your skin ♪
♪ And forget We're both okay ♪
♪ In this world That surrounds me ♪
♪ I don't know how You found me ♪
♪ But I want you To know ♪
♪ That I loved you The most ♪
♪ And I feel your shadow
♪ Standing by
♪ And I wished I could feel ♪
- ♪ When you would tell me... - God bless.
And God be with...
Randy?
Cassie? What are you doing here?
- What? - What are you doing here?
I told you, this is my spot.
Where I come to clear my head.
Oh. Yeah, I remember.
I didn't realize I walked this far.
Where are you going to?
I don't know.
- What? - I don't know.
Is everything okay?
Just having a really bad day.
- What? - Just having a really bad day.
Hold on.
- Hi. - Hi.
Can I join you? Okay.
- Hi. - Hi.
Do you think that something good
can come from something bad?
You mean like a blessing in disguise?
I don't do well with most metaphors.
We all have to let go of expectations in order
to see things as they are.
I've never felt this way before.
It hurts on the inside.
Before art school,
I had this really stupid and lousy job.
I had money, but I was miserable.
I'm broke now, but I'm happier
doing something that's important to me.
What does that have to do with love?
Everything.
I had to let go of something that wasn't
making me feel good anymore
so I could allow an opportunity
for something better to blossom.
You know, something good from something bad.
What if I'm not able to let it go?
What inspires you, Randy?
Feelings, emotions.
I just paint so I can express what's hard to say.
You wanna know what I'm feeling?
- Yes. - I'm thinking how lucky
anyone would be to know you.
Whether you realize it or not,
you have showed me that
it's okay to be myself. Unapologetically.
I think you're great.
And I think you are exactly the way you need to be, Randy.
Come.
That hurt my feet.
♪ I lost my way In the crosswinds of the fire ♪
♪ Things of you Were burning in desire ♪
♪ When the smoke clears And I thank the gods ♪
♪ With the song I fear And every bridge crossed ♪
♪ In a hundred years Our love won't exhaust ♪
♪ When I'm with you I'm not lost ♪
♪ I'm not lost
♪ Oh oh oh oh
♪ When I'm with you I'm not lost ♪
♪ Oh oh oh oh
♪ When I'm with you I'm not lost ♪
♪ Oh ♪
I know it's late, but do you wanna maybe
come in for some coffee?
Yeah.
What's this?
What? Oh, oh, I don't know yet
but I will show it to you if you want.
- Yeah, okay. - Okay.
I'm gonna take this off.
This is art.
This is emotion.
Randy, cacti.
Cacti?
Yeah, life-changing.
For some people, this is completely life-changing.
I did that before school.
You did this beforeschool?
- Before I went to school. - Wow!
You think you can still get a spot in the galleria?
Well, I'm not sure yet, but if I were to,
it would have to be something RAW.
- I should-- - Well, you better get to work.
For an inspiration.
- Mm. Yeah. - Ha!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Thanks for the coffee. - Oh, you're welcome.
- Good luck. - Okay.
♪ We're just getting over
♪ So you'll sleep
♪ All my clever words Can't make you stay ♪
♪ Life ain't over Plan for us instead ♪
♪ All our dreams like ashes Left for dead ♪
♪ It was you
♪ Instead you were Gone first thing ♪
♪ It was you
♪ I wouldn't Change a thing ♪
♪ I'm not ready
♪ No I'm not
♪ You're not ready
♪ For my heart
♪ I'm not ready
♪ For something new
♪ I'm not ready
♪ It was always you
♪ You said that You're gonna stay ♪
♪ It was you
♪ I wouldn't Change a thing ♪
♪ Round wide eyes You were to begin ♪
♪ You did all my breathing And listening ♪
♪ You
♪ I wouldn't Change a thing ♪♪
The prodigal son has returned.
- How can I help you? - I've been painting.
Obviously.
I painted my truth. It's called An Apology.
I see. Butch.
Well done, sir. Well done indeed.
Thank you.
Go home. Get a haircut.
Put on something respectable. Go.
Wait, you're gonna show my piece?
Thisis a piece worth showing.
- But what about Butch? - I may be the Italian Ice...
but this, 24 karat.
So we're both gonna get to show, then?
Yes. You, go, hurry up before I change my mind.
Thank you, Mr. Gold. Thank you.
ARTPROV GALLERY
You came.
I wanted to show my support, you know?
Even if it's just in spirit.
You're not thinking about going in, are you?
No. I think that guy's seen enough of me for a lifetime.
You look beautiful.
Do you wanna go for a walk?
CONGRATS! Very proud of you, Randy.
Picasso ain't got nothing on you! Security Guard Bob
Ah, danke schoen.
Mr. Whitsey, this is your night.
Enjoy yourself.
- I am very proud of you, Randy. - Thank you.
It's grape juice in case the snobs think you're weird.
- But I am weird. - Aren't we all?
- I'll have some wine. - Waiter.
I'm very proud of you. Salute.
I'll be right back.
You made it.
- I wouldn't miss it. - You look really nice, Cassie.
Thank you. You look nice, too.
It's a really great turnout.
It's not-- it's not all for me.
Oh. Oh, you're the only reason that I came.
- Do you wanna show me around? - Yeah. Come on.
Okay.
Lest they forget from whence they came.
Hey, baby brother.
Redlocks. You made it.
I did. Come here. What's up?
I really missed you, Mom.
Mom, Henry, Cassie,
I want to show you my painting.
It's calledAn Apology.
- A metaphor? - Yes, a metaphor.
Did you paint that?
Yeah, Mom, I did.
My son Randall is a painter.
I surely hope he gets as good as you are one day.
♪ Everything has changed Since I met you ♪
♪ My heart was broken Hope was overdue ♪
♪ I'm running empty Running out of time ♪
♪ I thought I lost my mind ♪
♪ But everything has changed Since I met you ♪
♪ Nothing is the same Since I met you ♪
♪ The hardest times Are easy to get through ♪
♪ The shadows of the past Disturb my night ♪
♪ You make them Run and hide ♪
♪ 'Cause nothing Is the same since I met you ♪
♪ Here and now
♪ Just hear me out
♪ Through fear and doubt
♪ I'll never let you down
♪ Everything has changed Since I kissed you ♪
♪ I never thought love Could be this true ♪
♪ And when I thought That feeling couldn't last ♪
♪ You went And kissed me back ♪
♪ 'Cause everything has Changed since I kissed you ♪
♪ Here and now
♪ Just hear me out
♪ Through fear and doubt
♪ I'll never let you down
♪ Here and now
♪ Just hear me out
♪ Me out
♪ Through fear and doubt
♪ I'll never let you down
♪ Everything has changed Since I met you ♪
♪ And I hope That I have changed ♪
♪ Your whole world too
♪ Here and now
♪ Just hear me out
♪ Oh through fear And doubt ♪
♪ I'll never let you down
♪ I'll never Let you oh oh ♪
♪ Here and now
♪ Just hear me out
♪ Oh through fear And doubt ♪
♪ I'll never let you down
♪ Everything has changed Since I met you ♪
♪ And I hope That I have changed ♪
♪ Your whole world too ♪
♪ It's fix time
♪ To figure out
♪ Who you are
♪ And what feels right
♪ All the mistakes
♪ Are begging To break us down ♪
♪ It's good to be home
♪ And not alone
♪ Doesn't this Feel like home? ♪
♪ You know that I know
♪ We've never Been here before ♪
- ♪ All my life - ♪ All my life
- ♪ Slept wrapped in blinds - ♪ Slept wrapped in blinds
♪ You're not alone ♪