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And if I do well, well, they're all high fours
so that velocitates my arc.
And once they lift the point penalty, well, my average goes way up,
and, yeah, it's gonna be okay.
God, you remind me of me.
-hmm. -not now.
I was, uh... 4.6 once.
-4.6? -Used to live for it.
All the work I put in...
Eight years ago, Tom, my husband, got cancer.
It was pancreatic. It was a real bitch. The symptoms showed up late.
I'm so sorry.
You don't know me so you're not really sorry.
You're just mainly awkward cos I have sprung some cancer talk at you.
Anyway, I five-starred every doctor,
every nurse, every high-four consultant that we had.
Ding. Ding. Ding. Thank you so much.
The cancer didn't give a shit. It just kept growing.
A couple of months in, we heard about this experimental treatment.
It was very expensive. It was very exclusive.
I did everything I could to get him a spot there.
Tom was a 4.3.
They gave his bed to a 4.4.
So when he died I thought, fuck it.
I started saying what I wanted, when I wanted.
Just drop it out there.
People don't always like that.
It is incredible how fast you slip off the ladder
when you start doing that.
It turned out a lot of my friends didn't care for honesty.
Treated me like I had taken a shit at their breakfast table.
But, Jesus Christ, it felt good.
Shedding those fuckers.
It was like taking off tight shoes.
-Maybe you should try it? -Oh, come on. [laughs]
Why not?
I can't just kick off my shoes and walk the earth or whatever.
-You won't know unless you try. -Oh, that's just...
Look, you had something with your life,
real things, good things, and you lost it all, and I'm sorry.
So now you've got nothing left to lose.
But I don't even have the something worth losing, not yet.
You know, I mean, I'm still fighting for that.
-And what is "that"? -I don't know. Enough. To be content?
Like, to look around and think, well, I guess I'm okay.
Just to be able to breathe out, not feeling like... like...
Like just... And that is way off, like, way, way off.
And until I get there, I have to play the numbers game.
We all do, that's what we're in. That's how the fucking world works.
Look, maybe you don't remember, you know, you're just too old to get it.
I do not mean that how it sounds.
Don't worry. I'm not voting you down.
-Sweetheart. -[gasps] What time is it?
I'm heading east from here so I think you need to get yourself another ride.
-Where are we? -About 30 miles from Port Mary.
A lot of buses stop here so you should be fine.
-Well, Thank you. -good luck with your speech.
[laughs]
I put a little something in there for you.
-You did? -Emergency escape hatch!
Bye.
[Lacie] In this world, we're all so caught up...
-[door opens] -...in our own dramas.
-[girl] So, Dad was like... -It's easy to forget what matters.
[girl] He'd never even heard of the show.
I'm like, "You never heard of Sea of Tranquillity?"
Like, the number-one sci-fi fantasy,
and he's all like, "What the fuck?" Whatever!
I think I'm allergic to this purple.
So I'm like, "Well, I'm going to Tranquillity Con in Port Mary.
That's why I'm dressed like Lieutenant Duster."
He's all like, "Uh... Port Mary is frickin' miles away."
Yadda, yadda, yadda.
-[toilet flushes] -He one-stars me. Like, thanks, Dad.
-[girl 1] See you back on there. -[girl 2] Okay.
Are you guys headed to Tranquillity Con?
-You're into Sea of Tranquillity? -Totally.
I was all set to go.
My friend, who is there already, has my costume, but my car broke down.
Well, there's some space in the RV.
-Hi. -Hey!
-You're a Trank head, huh? -Sorry?
Trank head. Sea of Tranquillity fan?
Oh, yeah. We say Tranksters where I'm from.
-Who's your favourite character? -Gotta be Lieutenant Duster.
-She's awesome. -She?
He! I misspoke.
Lieutenant Duster has no fixed gender.
I know, and that's why it's so hard to remember, right?
-[ringtone playing] -Excuse me. Gotta get this.
My friend, at the convention. [giggles]
Hi, Nay! [laughs]
So, oh, my God, insane night, but I am so close now.
[Naomi] Don't come.
What? No. No. I'm, like, an hour away.
Don't come. I don't want you here.
I don't know what is up with you, but I cannot have a 2.6 at my wedding.
Oh, no, that's temporary! That's temporary.
Well, the wedding's today so...
-But it doesn't change anything. -Lacie...