Morning. Ship. Boat. Trees. MARRIOTT! The kids clean up the room they have totally trashed. Zach and John are both hung over. Welcome to the club, boys. Suddenly, Tyler walks through the room naked, his li'l Tyler right at eye level. Dude. That'll sober you right up. They all leave. Zach says that he's anxious to see the state of the house.
Driving. Driving. Driving. Debris. Debris. House. They pull up. Something is in the pool. The gate is broken. Tyler is excited to find some "damage." The power is out. The A/C doesn't work. But there is nothing too bad. The kids bring out the pool furniture. John finds a piece of the roof on the ground. He laughs, finding that very amusing.
Sunset. Water. A basketball hoop. Sun setting. The house. Paula and Jose play pool. Jose tells us that Paula has issues and that he can relate. What, don't tell me he was beaten up by an abusive boyfriend too? Paula babbles about no one forcing her to work on issues in the past. Right, like he is now. Paula camera-talks that she hasn't dealt with John yet, so here it goes...and she takes him outside.
Outside. Paula tells John that she didn't mean to cockblock him. John says that it was weird, and that he didn't know what to do. Paula little-girl-whines that it's not him, and that she doesn't know how to act and that it's just stuff that nobody knows. I have no fucking idea what she's talking about. Neither does John, as he asks her to enlighten him. Paula says that she hates men because her ex was bad, and, she tells us...one more time, he put her in the hospital. Now Paula cries, and says that it's not directed toward John, but she's mostly mad at herself because she still talks to Keith, and she hates men who disrespect women because she disrespects herself by talking to him. John misses the point and tries to tell her to stop blaming herself. No, she should blame herself -- she's the one who still talks to Abus-o. More crying. John "dude"s a lot. John says that Paula could have a new start here, in Key West, since none of them knows her. No, it's too late. By the first night, she was already acting fucking batshit. Paula rubs her face, and her arm is covered in welts like she was attacked by a swarm of angry bees. But of course, Everything Is Solved! The uplifting nonsense music plays, and Paula camera-babbles about John telling her that she can have a fresh start, and John camera-babbles about understanding where Paula is coming from now, and that maybe they can "work together" from now on, and they keep talking. And then John is done, and they hug, and she thanks him, not one iota healthier.