- This is the club where I work. - This is a New York address.
Come by if you're ever in town. I could show you around.
Previously on Daisy Jones and The Six...
That's my voice.
I just need to get out of here.
- To where? - To New York.
I told you what that woman said at the party.
- "That woman."
And just like that, she was gone.
We have a new member of the band.
- Let's hear it for Daisy Jones.
Why'd you want to join the band in the first place?
- You. - What about me?
I feel like I know you.
- It's not what you think, man. - Okay.
Every song is like a coded message from Billy to Daisy,
- Daisy to Billy. - You make everything better.
Tell me that there's nothing going on between us.
Tell me if I'm fucking crazy.
I could've sworn you two were together.
How do you know we're not?
Not according to Billy.
You're a fucking liar.
- Please, don't put my daughter in your story. - Give me something better then.
He doesn't actually have feelings for you.
He said it's all about the music.
I'm looking for the woman who lives here.
And how long were you planning
to stay in Greece, Miss Jones?
You know,
I never really think that far ahead.
♪ She ♪
♪ Is benediction ♪
♪ She ♪
♪ Is addicted to thee ♪
♪ She ♪
♪ Is the root connection ♪
♪ She ♪
♪ Is connecting with he ♪
♪ Here I go ♪
♪ And I don't know why ♪
♪ I fell so ceaselessly ♪
♪ Could it be he's taking ♪
♪ Over me ♪
♪ I'm dancing barefoot ♪
♪ Heading for a spin ♪
♪ Some strange music ♪
♪ Draws me in ♪
♪ Makes me come on ♪
♪ Like some heroine ♪♪
- ♪ Whoo! ♪ - Come here, baby.
♪ You got rhythm in your soul ♪
♪ You got the groove under good control...
Sorry. Full up.
Oh, um, um... I'm looking for Bernie.
I'm... I'm kind of a friend.
I can't believe you came.
Well, you said I had to see it, so...
You weren't kidding, either.
Admit it.
You remember that surprise I promised you?
♪ You know your love ain't enough...
I don't understand.
I took the vocals you sent me.
I added some tracks for the crowd and...
they can't get enough of it.
Check it out.
You've got fans.
♪ It's your love, you know ♪
♪ 'Cause you know ♪
♪ Your love ain't enough ♪♪
I don't usually...
wake up with people.
Mm.
- 'Cause you're cold, huh?
You just, uh... kick 'em right out of bed.
No, I just, um...
Yes.
♪ Your love ain't enough...
Look at that, they know all the lyrics.
Hey, you know what would really make them go crazy?
My beautiful brothers...
my lovely sisters...
...here she is, in the flesh.
The Lady Simone!
♪ When I was down, I couldn't see ♪
♪ The world was a dark place, but you showed me ♪
♪ Your light, how to live my life ♪
♪ And you swept me off my feet ♪
♪ Now I gotta sing though I don't want to ♪
♪ There's nothing else for me to say but ♪
♪ Don't tell me you're in love ♪
♪ 'Cause you know that ain't ♪
♪ Know that ain't enough...
I could've sang that song all night.
The crazy thing is, they would've let me.
Again?
How many times are we gonna do this?
As many as we can.
You've only got the one song.
Yeah.
Well, maybe we should work on that.
Mm, maybe we should.
Stop.
People are watching.
Sorry.
One more time.
♪ 'Cause you know that you ♪
♪ Know that you and I ♪♪
I'd just rather be low key about it.
That's all.
I mean, what are you so scared of?
Isn't it obvious?
Look.
There's always gonna be somewhere
where we have to be careful.
But in the club,
with our people, baby...
come on, if we can't dance there, where can we?
I just don't want to keep hiding something
that feels this good.
Mm-hmm.
She was right.
I was hiding.
And I wasn't yet ready to stop.
So I put everything I was feeling into the music.
♪ People say ♪
♪ I'm free ♪
♪ But you don't know me...
And once I did...
that song...
just...
worked.
♪ People say I'm free ♪
♪ But they don't know me...
I mean, that's how it was back then.
We had to do everything ourselves.
We put it out on a tiny label
and hand-delivered copies to every
- DJ we knew.
God, it was fun!
Suddenly Bernie and I were doing four shows a night.
♪ I'm free...
In the Midtown clubs where the mainstreamers danced.
♪ You will find out you were wrong...
The roller discos in Central Jersey.
♪ This is our last night together...
All we had to do was play two songs,
and people lost their minds.
♪ No man ♪
♪ To lead me to the promised land...
But we always ended our nights back at "Better Days."
♪ Get around, say what you want...
They knew what the song was really about.
♪ Callin' me and my friends deviants ♪
♪ What my condition is ♪
♪ It ain't the same as ♪
♪ What my mission is, what my mission is ♪
♪ I am a diamond under pressure...
I may not have been
comfortable enough yet to dance with her...
♪ I'm a diamond under pressure ♪
But making music together,
making everyone else dance,
it was the next best thing.
Hello.
Yeah, one sec.
It's for you.
- Hello? - Hey, Simone.
Oh, hey, Teddy.
- So who's that? - Uh...
that's just my roommate.
How's my girl doing?
You still burning down those clubs?
Three a night. Sometimes four.
I'm so proud of you.
How's things in La-La Land?
Well, actually, uh, that's, uh, why I'm calling you.
Have you spoken to Daisy recently?
No, it's been a few weeks.
Why, is everything okay?
Probably. We-we had a record release party.
- And she didn't bother to show. - Sounds like Daisy to me.
I was just wondering if you knew anything.
No, I don't. But, uh,
I'm sure it's nothing. She wouldn't miss the tour.
Well, you'll let me know if you hear anything, right?
- Yeah, of course. - All right, baby.
Bye.
"Just my roommate."
- Shut up, shut up! - It's nothing... oh!
You know, Daisy and I had been keeping in touch,
but it wasn't like we spoke every day and...
You know, I-I really didn't think anything of it.
I had my own thing going on.
Simone! Simone! Simone!
So who's gonna be at the Sahara?
Leslie, uh, Lena, Alice...
Alice? Alice never shows up.
Thank you.
And, um...
What? Why are you making that face?
I don't know if I should tell you or not.
- I don't know if I should tell you. - Oh!
- Come on, tell me.
Bernie!
Thank you.
Tell me.
Come on, tell me.
Some execs from Salsoul are gonna meet us at the club.
They want to press the record.
Oh, my God! That's amazing! That's amazing!
- I know, right?
- Miss Jackson? - Yes?
- Telegram for you. - Oh, thank you, Chloe.
What?
What, what is it?
It's called Hydra, Hee-dra.
It's some island in Greece apparently.
And you're just gonna fly there.
Tonight. Just like that?
I mean,
what about the shows we booked?
She doesn't have anyone else.
She could be in jail, she could be...
Well, you sure as hell ain't going to Greece by yourself.
Hi, do you know if there...
There may be a taxi that can take us there?
Taxi? Taxi?
Taxi!
It's got to be one of these.
- Oh, maybe it's that door. - You think so?
- We passed... - Simone! Simone!
Ah! Simone! Oh, my God!
You came!
- Yeah. - I can't believe you came.
- Hi, Bernie. - Hey. Yeah.
Daisy. Hi.
- Are you okay? - Of course I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?
Well, you disappeared.
And no one heard from you for weeks and...
you wrote me this.
I brought bail money.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean...
I can see how this, this, uh...
feels alarming, but I...
- So you're not in trouble? - I'm not in trouble.
I'm getting married.
Nicky?
- They're here!
Nicky?
Simone, Bernie, this is my fiancé...
...Nicky Fitzpatrick.
It's a pleasure.
I've heard so much about you.
Please, please, come in.
Make yourselves comfortable. I'll-I'll get you a drink.
And there I was just sitting in my hotel room, spinning out,
and I figured I might as well
go to Greece.
I know that you think that this is crazy,
but he's just not like anybody I've ever met.
He lives in the moment, and he's free.
And I told him I couldn't marry him
without my maid of honor here.
So that's why I wrote.
Well, uh, maybe next time, use a telephone.
Here. This is just to start.
Thank you.
So what do you think of The Six, Nicky?
The Six? Uh, the six of what?
You never heard her music?
I thought you were a poet.
I'm afraid
my musical tastes are a little, uh, restrained.
But I have heard her sing, and her voice is... beautiful.
This has to be, like, the best thing I've ever eaten.
So this is your home?
Um, in a way, yes. Yeah.
I spend as much time here as I can.
But I keep houses in, uh, Rome and back in Ireland,
where I have a few obligations.
What is it that you do, Nicky?
I am a student,
working on a dissertation.
But you own this house?
Yes.
And you have places in Rome and Ireland?
- You should just tell them.
Um,
my family are members of a...
non-ruling, sovereign nobility back in Ireland.
Wa-Wait. Are you a prince?
This is why I don't tell people.
His family goes back to the 13th century in Ireland,
and they have a castle.
Castle. Yes, I have a castle.
- Very old and moldy castle.
The whole thing is, uh, very meaningless
outside a small aristocracy.
Hmm. Hey, to your wedding.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
Cheers.
Mmm.
What happened to your guitar?
I had my stash in the guitar case,
and there were cops everywhere, so I just left it.
And then, Nicky bought me this.
You got better while you were recording.
I know.
I can't picture it.
His Highness in there
sleeping in a cramped tour bus with your bandmates
for seven months,
eight months.
He won't have to.
Why not?
Because I'm not gonna go back.
Daisy.
Did you even see this?
I almost cried.
The-the newsstand guy must've thought I was losing my mind.
Yeah, I did. I saw it.
And I read it, too.
Why would I ever go back to that, Simone,
when I have everything that I want here?
Come on. You can't be serious.
I am.
That's you on the cover of Rolling Stone.
No, it's not.
- Hi.
I can't wait to marry you.
- That's my favorite. - That-that one?
Ah!
Hey, Nicky Nick. Late as always.
Freddie, I'm on island time.
Hey, mon frère, come over here!
You already know this monster.
Avoid him at all costs.
Whoo!
- This is Giorgios. - Hi.
He makes beautiful portraits, all in gold leaf.
- Hi. Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
And here is Petros,
holding court as usual.
This is Manala shit. Finest quality.
I wrote 28 stanzas of an epic poem
under its magnificent influence.
Well, Daisy's also a poet,
so you two are going to love each other.
Well, we'll see about that.
What do you write about, Daisy?
I write about...
whatever I want to.
Mostly, she writes about loneliness.
- Ah. - What do you write about?
Everything. Love, madness.
- Mostly love and madness.
Petros won a big prize for his poetry.
Oh, boy.
- Four years ago? - Yes.
Stopped publishing after that.
Why'd you stop publishing?
I didn't. I just say "no" to the moneymen,
but still, I write every day.
How do people read it?
Come to our house. The door's always open.
Um, sorry. I don't understand.
Isn't the whole point of making stuff
for it to be seen, heard, you know, shared?
No, no, the point is in the making, my dear.
That's where the joy is.
Our job is to stay in a state of grace.
Everything else is just, um, applause.
He's right, you know.
Never let other people tell you whether your work has value
because then, they own you.
Now I write for myself,
for my friends, for the waves.
It's more pure.
I've never seen Nicky so happy.
Yeah. That's what I said.
He seems like the kind of person that's always happy.
No?
Um...
Nicky's parents died in a car crash a few years ago.
And for a long time, he was quite closed off.
Even until recently.
And you had the feeling like
he was seeing his life through a telescope,
from far away.
But, now, with you,
I think that he's finally living again.
♪ Say, in every case, there must be rules ♪
♪ We don't take them for granted, we're not fools...
Oh, I never knew the sky could look like this.
You know, being a city kid and all.
Feels like we're on another planet.
- Well... - Mm.
...we kind of are.
I mean, nobody knows us here.
No.
And we can do what we want.
We don't have to worry.
But the problem is, we're gonna have to go home.
You know we can have this at home, right?
Hey, can I tell you something?
I'm in love with you.
You don't have to say anything back.
I just need you to know.
- They all loved you. - Of course they did.
- Are you surprised that they liked me?
So surprised.
No. It was great.
I'm very happy.
Why didn't you tell me about your parents?
I'm really sorry.
Don't be sorry.
I'm here, and I'm with you.
That's all that matters.
I don't know if that's all that matters.
I was sad for a long time afterwards.
But at some point, my sadness became a choice.
So what do you do if you have a problem or something's wrong?
You just look away?
I look at the good things in life.
I look at you, and the rest just disappears.
It's like the Buddhists say.
"Pain is inevitable.
Suffering is optional."
We had this artistic and...
...emotional connection.
I let him in, and he messed with my head.
I think I thought that we were, you know,
like, soulmates or...
I thought I found my soulmate once.
- Francesca.
We were very alike.
I think...
it's easy to confuse a soulmate with a mirror.
Maybe.
Maybe he was a mirror.
This, um... connection you had...
...it's gone, right?
Well, she came here with you.
That sounds serious to me.
- Maybe. - But?
I don't want to be playing small clubs forever, Daisy.
I want what you got.
Why can't you have both?
Can I ask you something?
You sure you know what you're doing?
Last time we spoke, it sounded like you were in the middle
of getting your heart broken.
Oh, that feels like a lifetime ago now.
But it wasn't.
It was a month ago.
And I'm here now, Simone.
Billy made me miserable, and Nicky makes me happy.
And I just want to be...
happy.
For once, I want to be the one that gets to be happy.
I mean, can't you understand that?
Okay.
The rings, please.
- Hi. - Hi.
Now let them make, one to the other,
those vows which are between them and the gods.
- Now let's let the sky hear
and the waves listen to their sound.
- Na zisete.
Na zisete.
You know, I've done a lot of dumb things in my life.
Really dumb. Things that I'll regret until the day I die.
But I don't regret that day.
Come on.
- We're leaving already? - No.
Hey.
I love you, too.
No shit.
But I'm glad you finally figured it out.
- Congratulations. - Thank you very much.
- Cheers.
You think it's crazy, right?
No, no, no, I...
I don't. Um...
I think it's sudden.
Yeah, yeah, true.
Crazy would be staying here forever,
not going on tour with the band she took to number one.
Nobody tells Daisy what to do.
Well, you're her husband now.
You can talk some sense into her.
I could try, yes.
Who decides what makes sense?
Nicky, you have no idea what she's giving up.
How much she's wanted this, how much it means.
Perhaps Petros is right.
You don't need an audience to make your music.
Daisy isn't like Petros.
She's not one of your friends
writing sonnets for fun on the weekends.
She says she's happy.
Do you not want her to be happy?
Hey. What's going on here?
What do you say we drop some acid...
- Yes. - ...and we swim out
- to those rocks? - I don't know if that's a good idea right now.
- I mean... - Sounds great.
Oh, good. Okay.
I don't think
Simone's having any fun.
Of course she isn't.
Why do you say that?
Nothing. Just, um,
I don't think she approves of me is all.
- I don't think that's it. I think she's just... - Ah.
- ...doesn't know you very well. - It's nothing personal.
She just... wants you all to herself.
What are you talking about?
Daisy.
She's in love with you.
That's crazy.
You see it, don't you?
I mean, the way she looks at you,
the way she follows you around.
I mean, she-she flew halfway around the world
at the drop of a hat because you asked her to.
Yeah, and I would do the same thing for her
- if she had wrote me... - It's not her fault.
I'm not blaming her. I mean...
I mean, who wouldn't be in love with you?
You're not leaving yet, are you?
Soon.
Figure we could have breakfast,
go for one last swim?
I have a better idea.
You stay for one more week.
Hmm.
I mean, we've barely had any time together, Simone.
You haven't been to the other side of the island.
One more week. Bernie will love it.
I really got to get back.
You don't have to do anything.
I do.
I have shows booked,
and bills to pay,
- responsibilities.
I'll, um, make some tea.
Well, you used to be fun.
I don't know what happened.
Well,
some of us have to work, Daisy.
Some of us have to work our damn asses off
to get even half the breaks you've gotten.
I don't know what's going on with you.
- With me? - Yeah.
You remember when we first met?
You were that shy little girl,
walking around with your book,
too scared to play your songs for anyone.
- Yes, I remember. - And what did I say to you?
You told me to get on stage, Simone, and I did that.
And I was miserable.
And you think you're gonna be happy here?
Daisy, I know you.
You don't write music just to write.
You need to be heard, you need to connect.
- I'm not going back. - You have to.
- I can't. - You have a number one single.
- You have an album that's going there. - I don't care.
- I don't care about any of it! - Oh, my God. Yes, you do.
You're just too fucking scared of Billy Dunne.
Are you in love with me?
Is that what this is?
Simone?
Hey, I'm trying to...
Simone?
I'm sorry.
I do love you, Daisy.
And I'll tell you what love is
'cause you clearly have no fucking clue.
It's when someone tells you the truth,
even when you don't want to hear it.
I love you, Daisy, so I'll tell you the truth.
You're a real selfish bitch.
You, uh... you never told me about this.
I didn't realize you were this famous.
I heard what she said outside.
This need to connect.
Is it true?
But Daisy, then maybe she's right.
Maybe you should go back.
I want to go back. I just...
I can't get hurt again.
Hey.
It won't be the same this time.
I won't let anyone hurt you ever again.
Not a cloud in the sky
as a continued warming trend goes into full...
You know, it doesn't look so different from home.
The beaches, palm trees, the mountains.
♪ You regret me and I'll regret you ♪
♪ You couldn't handle your liquor...
Daisy?
Is... is this you?
♪ I'm the slippage in the system ♪
♪ And I'm perfectly ready to strike...
I guess we're about to find out.
♪ But I'm not easing up on this mic ♪
♪ Seven fallen angels in a tumbler ♪
♪ Meet me in the parlor with your keys ♪
♪ Meet me in the corner where you keep me ♪
♪ I'll do anything you please ♪
♪ You regret me and I'll regret you ♪
♪ I find it perfectly natural ♪
♪ Here in my car to be doing ♪
♪ Off the PCH Highway ♪
♪ With the typical wonderful view ♪
♪ Go ahead and regret me ♪
♪ But I'm beating you to it, dude ♪
♪ Go ahead and regret me ♪
♪ But I always will too regret you ♪
♪ Go ahead and regret me but I always will too regret you ♪
♪ Go ahead and regret me ♪
♪ But I always will too regret you ♪