- Mm. You're being so good.
- Lou...
that dog has a huge wiener.
It's like half the size of its body.
- Whoa. You're right.
How is it not tipping over?
- Hey, beautiful.
I, uh, I think my Frisbee picked you.
- Oh, okay. Well, tell your Frisbee to keep it in its pants.
- Okay. - What was that?
That guy had rugby thighs. You love those.
- Yeah, I know,
but I'm actually swearing off dating for a while.
Just want to focus on myself and my yoga business
and stop wasting my energy on 40-something life ruiners.
- I'm 28.
- Yeah, sure you are.
- Lou, that's awesome.
Business before bros.
- That's right. Happiness before a ***
Still nothing?
- I guess we're going to be starting fresh together.
Ugh. - Good Thelma.
- It's the third time my mom has called me today.
I haven't told her I lost my visions yet.
- Okay, calm down.
Maybe you'll get your visions back
before you have to talk to her.
- Hopefully.
But I am seeing her tomorrow night at Amy and Dave's wedding,
so they better come back soon.
- Alright, you know what? This is mine, okay.
This is mine now.
- Louise, it was that little girl.
Honey, I'm so sorry. - So sorry.
- She's furious, Jack.
Maggie's not picking up my calls.
- Come on. Everything's fine.
- Everything is not fine.
I have tried so hard to get Maggie to open up to me, Jack.
She finally does. And what do I do?
I spill the beans about her and Ben.
Have you seen this? This is all from today.
This is stress.
- Yeah. You know, I read a news article
about somebody who saved that
and turned it into bangs.
- She's clearly avoiding me because she knows
and she hates me.
- Oh, honey, come on.
You know these young kids,
they're all hooking with one another,
here, there, everywhere.
You know what they call that? They call that hotwifing.
And there are hotels dedicated to that.
- Okay, this is not that.
- No, I know.
But did you hear what I just said about the hotels?
- Jack, I have just opened up Pandora's box.
- I know you're going to think I'm lying,
but that is actually one of the names of the hotels.
- I'm gonna call her again.
I'm gonna call her again.
It doesn't recognize my face.
This is me when I'm upset.
- You didn't see Jessie arrive, did you?
- What do you mean? You guys didn't come together?
- No.
She texted me last night saying that she was staying at her mom's.
She usually does that when she's mad about something.
- Ooh. Why is she mad? What did you do?
- I don't know.
I mean, I did eat carrots very loudly next to her the other day,
so I'm hoping that was it.
- It's better than a banana.
- Oh, you don't want to see me eat a banana.
I eat them with a fork and knife. - Fork and knife
- They are so nice.
- These are real.
- Don't touch them.
- Are those real? - Hi there.
- Friends of the bride or groom?
- Sorry, I'm not dating right now.
- Well, I'm glad we got that out of the way,
because they told me they were seating me next to their single friend,
and now I know who that is.
- Cucumber?
- Oh, I think I've had my fill.
- I haven't.
- I'm Sam, by the way. - Debra.
- Maggie. Hi.
How do you know Amy and Dave?
- Oh, Dave and I used to work at the same startup together.
Yeah, he had super good ideas, and I couldn't get fired
because I ran all the fantasy leagues.
- Sorry, I didn't catch your name.
- Uh, you know what? Old me would have fallen for that.
- Hey. You made it.
Everything okay? - Yep.
Any better and I couldn't stand it.
- Huh.
Okay, well, let's get this party started.
Coconuts.
- I just want to say just a big thank you
to everyone for coming.
We're so lucky
to have such wonderful friends and family here.
- Yes. I mean, a few rather loud absences,
but, uh, those contacts have been deleted from my phone.
And today is a day to celebrate.
And we have some wonderful new friends here at the table
and our amazing psychic Angel who'll be marrying us tomorrow.
- Hi, I'm Angel. I do weddings now.
- Alright, uh, let's get married.
Cheers!
- Does Jessie seem off to you?
- Off like how? Off like meat that's gone bad
or off like families where everyone has the same haircut?
- I'm not sure.
I feel like maybe I should go check on her.
- Oh, Maggie. Okay. - Oh!
- Let's get those toasts started. - Maggie.
- Oh no, I was just rushing to the bathroom...
which I have now told all of you.
And not rushing, just like a normal gait.
- How about I start?
- Yes. - Okay.
- Jessie, hey.
Are you okay?
- Excuse me. - What's going on?
Wait. I'm honestly worried about you.
- Maggie, nothing about you is honest.
- Amy, Dave, congratulations. I love you both.
Alright. Oh, Jessie's here.
Jessie. Speech! Speech! Speech!
- No, no.
Oh, come on, Jessie.
Don't be a cowardly lion.
You got this.
- Okay. Okay, yeah.
Amy is right. I could be a little cowardly sometimes,
especially when it comes to speaking up, you know.
I tend to just bite my tongue and soldier on.
Which is actually why I came tonight because--
And truthfully, I did not want to come.
But I came for Amy because I am your maid of honor.
And also, I knew you would be counting absences.
- That's right. Mm-hmm.
- Hey, Jessie. What is this?
- Sorry.
It's a bit of a bummer to be left in the dark, huh?
When a person has every opportunity
to tell you the truth and doesn't.
- Hey! Hear, hear. Ha ha!
What a speech. What a gal.
- Dave. No. - What?
- She knows about Ben and Maggie.
- Wait, you guys knew?
- Oh, we're sorry.
- I'm sorry.
- Jessie. Jessie. Jessie, wait.
- You and I were not together then. Okay.
- Well, who can keep track, right?
- Hey. Hey.
Okay. Who's next?
Someone maybe from your side of the family can say a few words.
- Debra, tell us about your time in Dallas.
- Literally just talk would be great.
- I feel terrible, Angel.
I mean, that was truly the worst outcome imaginable, right?
I wonder how Jessie even found out.
- Who knows?
I'm just impressed she didn't throw champagne in your face.
Felt like a missed opportunity, if you ask me.
- I just wish I could go back to the beginning
before I met her and Ben
and ruined their whole relationship.
- Back when you still had your visions.
Because that's what you should be focusing on right now.
Love is out of anyone's power.
Ooh, I like that.
- Are you writing your wedding speech while you're talking to me?
- It's called having a beautiful mind.
I can also smell colors and see the future.
- I can't just move past this, Angel.
I've jeopardized my friendship with Ben and Jessie.
Not to mention made things very awkward at the duplex. And--
- Don't forget, low-key ruining Amy's rehearsal dinner.
- Oh god. It's like everything bad is happening all at once.
This is it, right?
This is the bad thing that made me lose my visions.
- That's one theory.
- I mean, it makes perfect sense.
I was told I lost my visions
because a bad thing was going to happen.
I was even with Jessie when I lost them.
I have to go talk to her.
She's still my friend, Angel. I have to make this right.
Thank you. Good talk.
- That girl is right back where she started.
Ooh, I like that.
Damn, I'm smart.
Ooh, I like that, too.
- It's open.
- Is this a bad time? - Well, it's not a great time, Ben.
I'm about to get married in a low pony.
- Look, Amy, I'm sorry.
You were right all along.
About me, about Jessie, about the wedding.
I should have let you hire that hair guy, Jazz Dirt.
- Oh, it's Chaz Dean.
- Cha-- - Chaz Dean.
And it's okay.
I'm sorry, too.
I was part of the secret,
and I feel terrible that Jessie got so upset.
But the truth is, is today is my wedding day,
and I got Botox in my armpits this week.
And if I get stressed, I don't know where the sweat will come out.
So... I'm fine.
- See?
- Mm-hmm. Yeah. - Yeah.
So how are things with you and Jessie?
- Not too good. - Mm.
- We spent all night fighting, and today she turned off her phone.
- What? Oh my god.
Oh, she must be furious.
My phone has literally never been off.
- I just, I don't know what to do.
- Okay, well, what do you want?
- Well, I mean, I can't imagine my life without her.
- Ben, that's not what I asked.
- It's not that simple, Amy.
It's Jessie we're talking about.
I spent most of my life thinking she was the one.
Everybody did. - Well, yeah.
No, I remember our abuela Rosie
giving you her wedding ring when you were 15.
- Yeah. - Which was a real slap in the face
because I had a very serious boyfriend at the time,
remember, Marcus?
- Peter.
- Point is, is that you shouldn't have to be
with someone because you have a past with them.
You have to see a future with them too.
- You know, you're right. I just always assumed
that Jessie and I would end up together.
But starting to feel like fate should be easier.
- Well, if you are destined to be together,
and if she comes back,
I would love that.
Just don't be offended if I asked you to step out
of some of the wedding photos.
- Got it.
I'm so happy for you, Amy.
Dad would be happy too.
- Yeah.
Mm. - I love you.
Okay. Don't make me ruin my makeup.
You already ruined my hair. So get out of here.
- Thelma, whose hot dog is that?
- Hey, Louise.
Small world.
- Oh, hey, it's you.
- I think your dog took my lunch.
- Well, unless you have the bun,
there's really no evidence that that's yours.
- You mind if I sit? I'm not trying to date you.
Though I think our dogs might be courting one another.
- You have a pug?
Well, looks like they're doing more than courting.
- Yeah. Wow. Looks like they're about to round third.
Alright. You know what, guys? Break it up.
There are puppies around here.
Geez.
So Dave tells me you teach yoga, huh?
That's so awesome. I'm terrible at it.
- Oh really?
Well, you're welcome to come to my class sometime.
The rest of my students can see how far they've come.
- I will do that.
But in exchange, you have to help me out tonight
if I get cornered by Dave's sing-along.
- Oh. Sorry. Can't help you with that one.
That would be going against girl code,
and I am nothing if not a woman of my...
word. So--
Sorry, what shoe size did you say you wear?
- Shoes? - Yeah. You know what?
Don't, don't answer that because I'm not dating.
- Oh. Okay.
- Ben's not here right now.
- I'm not looking for Ben. I'm looking for you.
And for a place to put these apology olives.
Apparently, they don't sell olive branches at grocery stores,
and they give you weird looks if you ask.
Jessie, I'm so sorry.
Wait.
Where are you going?
- My cousin's letting me stay with her.
She has pregnant chickens, but it's still better than here.
- Aren't chickens always pregnant?
- Or are they ever pregnant?
I was the one that told Ben not to tell you about it,
and I was trying to protect your feelings and I was wrong.
I'm sorry.
- Look, I'm not just leaving because of that.
I'm sick of being with someone who can't decide what he wants.
I mean, it takes the guy two hours
to decide what he wants for dinner and apparently 14 years
to decide if he wants to be with me.
He'll miss this? Right?
- He'll miss you. - He always does.
But I need someone who appreciates me when I'm here.
I want someone who's devoted to building a future.
And look, if that were the case, he would have told me the truth.
- Jessie, wait.
He'll miss this too.
- Were you in love with him?
No.
- Well, lucky you.
- Sorry.
That's my mom.
- Careful what you tell her.
- Mom.
- I just don't understand it.
How come he gets crayons?
- Because he's a kid, Jack.
- That's a stupid rule.
- Why are we meeting here?
- Well, honey, your mom thought it would be safer
to meet in a public place where things couldn't get so heated.
And who could be mad
with limitless baskets of breadsticks?
- Me. I can.
- Okay. Well, Daddy tried.
- Mom, why did you tell
Jessie about me and Ben?
I told you that in confidence.
- Please don't be upset, Maggie. I feel terrible.
I just assumed Jessie knew.
- Why would you assume that?
- Because when something is going on in your life,
I'm always the last person to know about it.
- Oh! I wonder why.
- Have we decided yet
or should I go away for the fourth time?
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Yes. I would like some crayons.
Thank you.
Please forgive me, Maggie.
Haven't you ever made a mistake and wished you could take it back?
- Yes, I can forgive you,
but how am I supposed to trust you ever again?
- Well,
maybe you could see that I won't make the same mistake again.
- I'm sorry. I can't.
- Oh, Maggie, come on.
Your mother's losing her hair.
You can't have two bald parents.
They make documentaries about things like that.
- No, that's not what I meant.
I didn't want to tell you guys, but
I lost my visions.
- You what? - Oh.
- See, this is what I mean. Okay, honey.
- Oh, my sweet girl.
Oh, but it's your whole life. It's your livelihood.
It's everything. I know.
- What happened?
- Supposedly, my mind was just trying to protect me
from some bad event happening.
Obviously, the thing with Jessie was the bad event.
- But if that was the bad thing, then why didn't you get them back yet?
- I don't know.
- Oh, Maggie.
I'm so sorry you've been going through this all on your own.
- Yeah. Me too.
I really want them back.
Ugh. Why am I losing everything?
Louise.
- Looking for this? - Oh, yes.
- You were so eager to run away earlier
that this earring somehow jettisoned off your body
and onto my carpet. - Thank you, Angel.
You are a saint.
- Not officially. Too much paperwork.
- Did my psychic visions happen to appear in your carpet, too?
- Oh, good. You are finally asking the right questions.
- Well, I just don't understand why they haven't come back yet.
I mean... the bad thing is over.
Yeah? So what am I missing?
- Well, maybe it's got nothing to do with that.
Maybe your visions went away because you weren't owning them.
- I literally put a sign over my door
that says "Psychic" in neon lights.
- Look,
all I know is you were given a gift
for a reason, to help people.
Now, if you're sitting on that gift in any way
and not sharing it,
that might cause it to pack up and leave.
- What exactly am I sitting on?
- Have you ever heard that when God closes a door,
they open a window? - Uh-huh.
- Well, sometimes we have to close our own doors.
- What about the windows?
- Oh my god. Sweetie, it's a metaphor.
Or maybe it's a parable.
I guess that depends on what you do with it.
- Huh? - I'll see you tonight.
- Thought you decided on chocolate.
- Yeah.
Then I spilled it and made a huge mess of everything.
- I'm really sorry, Ben.
I never, ever meant to
ruin your relationship.
- Maggie, you didn't.
The truth is
Jessie and I would never even have gotten back together
if you didn't give me that psychic reading.
- Seriously? - Yeah.
You said I would find love,
and I actually thought I might be with you
and it ended, and... it was Jessie.
You know.
- There's something I have to tell you
about the reading I gave you.
- Yeah?
What did you see?
- I thought I saw us falling in love.
- You did? - Yeah.
- And I also thought I saw I was having a kid
and a whole life and road trips.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
- Did you want that?
- I was wrong.
I had a vision of you marrying Jessie.
She's who you end up with.
- You actually saw us-- - At the altar.
It's going to happen.
And you guys looked really happy.
- Wow.
- Mm-hmm.
- I guess it's just hard to believe right now because
I have no idea where to find her.
- She's at her cousin's. - Really?
- She's the one, Ben.
She's your future, and all she wants is to know that.
You got to go and tell her that.
And you got to start believing it, too.
- Okay.
Maggie. - Yeah.
- Thanks.
- I'd like to welcome everyone to our ceremony.
We are gathered here to honor something ageless and pure.
But enough about me.
Although you have to admit, I do look good.
- Ow.
Okay, I'm going to be serious now
because we are actually here
to celebrate something wonderfully profound.
Love.
When Amy and Dave first met,
they stood at an altar in the desert,
declaring their love to one another.
And now, here they are again
right where they started.
That's why this particular exchanging of rings
is so poetic,
because a ring is also something
that ends right where it begins.
As a psychic, I can tell you
that love is out of our power.
It just shows up when you least expect it to.
- Hey, I heard the valet just crashed your car.
- What? - They did?
- Mm. - Oh, that's terrible.
I should probably leave here and go see.
- Yeah.
- Thank you. - Yeah, you're so welcome.
- Mm.
Girl, you make divorce look so good.
- Hey.
- Hey. Congratulations.
- Thank you.
It's choosing someone over and over again.
- Looks like I'm not going to be needing this anymore.
Always returning to that first moment
when you fell in love.
Because in love, we always find ourselves
right where we started.
And yet, everything has changed.