Party Down

I need to pick up some cargo.

Do you think I could

maybe borrow a ship from your hubby Aristotle Onassis?

What a completely

pointless snap.

- You numbskull. - Rough night?

I did my scene in the Apatow movie.

Great.

And afterward I went out with Seth and these guys.

Seth Rogan...

Just when the name were dropping so subtly.

We hit to this some... like premier after party thing.

Sponsored by that fig vodka.

- They have fig vodka now? - They do.

My God I'm so sorry,

I totally forgot, you don't get out much any more.

You must be so jealous.

I am, I am so...

You prep the buffet table?

Ah right, buffet.

"Dust in the wind."

On repeat.

Can you give me a hand?

I didn't want want Henry to know.

I was taking my earrings and I tripped, and I dropped one.

- Why would Henry care if you drop one? - I dropped in there.

I'm sorry Kyle, I wouldn't normally ask,

it's just that Escapade gave me these earrings.

- In there with the guy? - Yeah.

You guys are ridiculous. You've never seen a dead body before.

Don't say dead body.

Why, that's what it is. An inanimate object.

Okay, so get her earring that was dropped in there. Go for it.

You're like medieval villagers.

On molecular level,

this is not different than digging a sandbox

or a sock drawer.

- Don't touch it. - What, you don't...

No I touched it...

I hope he wasn't murdered,

or his unquiet spirit will come and haunt us.

Seriously, cut it out.

Or what, you think his eyes will open

and he'll come out and eat everyone's brains.

So, about ten minutes?

We're all set here.

Good. And we over-ordered on food,

so someone from the Homeless Shelter is gonna come and pick up the extras.

So come you show them to the back?

And could you put my dad's cufflink back?

Sorry.

If there was a common thread in my husband's life,

from success at Dunn & Bradshaw, to marriage,

to raising our beautiful daughter Mary.

It was a commitment to values.

The value of hard work.

The value of family. The value of giving back.

I know for me,

the values of James Walter Ellison

live on.

Dad?

Six minutes to sum up a whole life.

Kind of makes you think, doesn't it?

An old black guy playing the blues.

- That's original. - Dude, shut up.

Awesome.

Ron, what are you doing?

Death.

It's heavy shit. Just takin' the edge off, no big deal.

- But if a guest came in and saw you... - Don't worry, these people are cool.

Right, because they're black,

they're cool with the wait staff getting high

at their loved one's funeral.

Doesn't that blow your mind? One minute he's alive, next minute

he's dead?

"Dust in the wind." That's all we are.

All right.

You're busting me for getting high.

Don't see the irony there?

I do and I don't like it, but I need you at the bar.

- You okay? - Am I, Henry?

Am I, I got a dead-end job, no woman, no...

I mean, are you mentally capable of performing simple tasks?

Don't worry about me, Henry.

I was pretty much constantly high between 1987

until 2002.

So I think can manage myself.

You just relax.

Relax, honey,

it's a lovely reception, you did great.

It's just, none of the Phoenix people showed.

For all the time he spent in that office.

Excuse me, I'm sorry.

- Can I get either of you anything? - No thank you.

The girl is getting something for me, thank you.

I'm sorry for your loss. Seems like he was a good man.

That he was.

- You married? - Me, no.

Girlfriend?

Little tip about relationships.

Forget fireworks.

You don't want something that blows up all bright,

then fades.

- Thank you, sweetheart. - Sure.

You know what love is?

It's a crockpot.

Not flashy, not exciting,

but cooks on low heat,

day in, and day out, and won't

fade.

That's what you want.

I'm guessing

your girlfriend's has got herself

a crockpot.

You crockpot.

So did he

die at peace, or was he,

you know, murdered?

Good, thank you so much for coming.

- You're welcome. - If you could come with us?

This way.

Excuse me, sir.

You're awesome.

The Blues.

Yeah, I'm in a band, I know.

That's where it all started. Do you think you could you teach me.

- The guitar? - No, the Blues.

What it's all about.

What it really is, that'd be,

awesome.

I don't know whether I can really explain it in words.

It's more like...

- something you live. - Like, the black experience.

And having stuff to be blue about.

Yeah, okay. Like,

I did this movie, supposed to get me on the "b" list.

Well it goes straight to video.

And this yoga model I was hooking up with stopped calling,

and my Xbox is all weird.

It's like nothing's going right.

Well, maybe I can try, sorta like

give you a feel for it.

Gimme your belt.

- You want my belt? - You want to experience the Blues,

start by giving me your belt.

Experience

- getting whipped, like slaves... - What?

What's wrong with you?

- That's a nice belt. - It's Donna Karan.

- So are we gonna switching belts? - No. I'm taking your belt.

Because the Blues is about what you don't have?

Don't try to understand. Just experience.

Right, okay, experiencing having no belt.

- And get me a squirt. - Casey's on drinks.

She wanna learn about the Blues?

This is part of the experience.

- Got it, got it. - And a plate of shrimp.

- We have shrimp puffs. - Pick out the shrimp.

Like picking cotton?

What'd I say?

Don't try to understand.

Just experience.

Right, I got it. Thank you.

So, the extra food is there,

if you can just help her, that'd be great.

Did you park in back?

No, down the block?

I guess I could carry it, or maybe you could pull around back.

- I don't know what you're... - Aren't you from the shelter?

I'm here for the funeral?

I'm sorry.

Shit...

Are you...

Were you close?

Mom?

In here, Walter.

God!

God, it's so obvious,

- isn't it? - No.

I just wanted to come say goodbye,

but I stick out like a sore thumb.

Can I drink this?

Sorry, I was just getting more...

sparkling water.

You did good, my man.

Sales leader of the year.

Twice.

Community leadership award,

family and friends up there talking about your legacy.

That's a life, my friend,

that's a life. Resume like that,

I'd feel pretty good about being dead.

What are they gonna say about me?

"Here lies Ronald Wayne Donald."

"Repeated first grade because he couldn't figure out scissors."

"First in his class to master a keg stand."

"Partied for twenty years."

"Ran a soup place for five months. Never did anything."

"Never won anything. Never mattered."

Now he's dead,