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It's Matthew.
Leave a message.

Hi, Matthew.
It's me again.

I'm so, so sorry. Please call
me back so we can talk, okay?

I love you. I'll try
you again in a few hours.

Any luck?

I haven't called a
boy this much since...

Honestly, I've never
called a boy this much.

I've always been very cool.

- You have.
- Yes.

You know
what will cheer you up?

What?

Look at that.

I know you're excited,
but try to be chill.

I got you.

- Good morning, lovebirds.
- Hey, D.

Hey, how are you?

The only thing that can make
this beautiful day any better

is seeing a
glowing biracial couple.

- Okay.
- I wasn't chill, was I?

- You never are, babe.
- Dang it.

It is such a nice day.
We should go to the beach.

Come on, play hooky with me.

I can't.

I just want to lay on a towel
while you tell me I'm pretty,

and then you can rub
sunscreen on my butt.

I have to work.

Stop doing that shit.

Been living together too long.

Okay, we used to
play hooky all the time.

Do you remember that time
that we stole your friend's car

and then we went
to this super fancy restaurant,

and then...
...he was in a parade.

- No, that's
Ferris Bueller's Day Off.
- Damn right.

We saw it and then we did it.

Well, he doesn't roll
like that anymore.
This Sean is a giant buzzkill.

Whoa, whoa.

All right, Grandma, you got
too much dip on your chip.

I don't see you
out there going hard.

At least when I was your age,

I was getting into
all kinds of wild shit. Oh!

- What's happening?
- I got to get to work.

- Love you, baby.
- Ooh! Bye, babe.

- I gotta go too.
- See ya.

Oh, wait, wait,
you already got into college.

Why don't you skip school
and we get some margaritas?

My dad is right behind you.

- Coffees.
- I can hear both of you.

I have a test
on the Renaissance today.
It's kind of my era.

Nerd!

What is wrong
with these people?

Look, I've tried to set
an example as a fuck up.

It's very disappointing
to me too.

And I met with that
psycho-pharmacologist
you recommended...

- Yeah.
- ...about maybe getting on

- to an antidepressant.
- That's great.

I also mentioned that
we've been working on
me feeling my feelings.

- Mm-hmm.
- Speaking of which,

yesterday I let myself cry
watching a video

of a lion reconnecting with
the weird guy who raised it.

Proud of you.

I would actually
like to revisit

something that you mentioned
when we were at trivia night.

Those two friends
you sometimes hang out with

when you're feeling
down in the dumps.

Xanax and Zinfandel.

Gotta love Xanny and Zinny.

Yeah, those two aren't really
supposed to be friends.

It's like me and my girl
Vanessa in the 6th grade.

We couldn't sit together
because we'd get into
absolute nonsense.

Like, our grades would slip,
we'd get detention,

Jada Robinson's pants
would get pulled down.

- Why?
- She asked us to.

She was proud of her butt.

My point is, those two
are a bad combo.

Loneliness becomes
a self-fulfilling prophecy

if you are isolating
and self-medicating.

If you're doing that,
Maya, call me. Okay?

- Okay.
- Good.

- Do you want to know what makes me cry?
- What?

Any of those videos of
that salty judge in Ohio that,
like, talks to the defendants

and then doesn't
make them pay their tickets
if their lives are hard.

Yep.

I dream about him being my dad.

She's got
debilitating depression

and she's been self-medicating
because she feels like
her friends abandoned her.

And that makes you happy
because you're a sociopath?

Babe, it's because this is
what I'm supposed to be doing.

God, I feel like Beyoncé
when she knew
she was about to go solo.

- Yeah.
- You know, Paul's retiring

and I can't stop thinking,
what if someday I opened up
my own, like, trauma center.

It'd be like an
inpatient retreat

where people can detox
and they can do group therapy.

I know I'm just, like, dreaming
right now, but, like, honestly,

just the thought
of it is, like, really
turning me on right now.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

So, helping people
with their trauma gives you
the downstairs tingles?

Yeah, it's like my foot fell
asleep but around my cooch.

- Yeah.
- Well...

...I've got all
kinds of past trauma.

- Hmm.
- Dark shit, real Black people shit.

Okay.

Oh, what are you doing?

- I want you on that counter.
- There's other ways to...

- Is there? Let's do that.
- No. I'll do it.

- Are you sure? Yeah.
- Yeah, I'm good. Yeah. I love the effort.

- Yeah. Tell me more.
- Yeah.

Long story, but, um, I was
the very first AMBER Alert.

Oh, fuck, that is hot.

Hey, we got a lot to do before
we retire that jersey of yours,

but I'm gonna help
you through all of it.

Transferring patient care,
handling client records,

poetically bookending
a pitch perfect career.

And I have
been guilted into helping
with the legal aspects.

So, since you own the building,

you'll have to decide on
an insurance agreement

in the event that Gaby and
Jimmy continue to work there.

Or you could do a
property tax transfer.

Am I boring you?

Very much so.

Okay, well, fuck you both.

Look, Meg's coming
for the weekend. I... It's...

Oh, my God, girl dads.

Can we please
just spend a little bit of time

discussing how you raised
strong women
who idolize their daddies,

but not so much
that they date old men?

'Cause, you know...
'cause old men are gross.

No offense, no offense.

Look, can one of you
knuckleheads just drive me
to the airport to pick up Meg?

Absolutely. Whatever you need.

If I have to go, I
get to pick the music.

Fine.

♪ Valjean, at last
We see each other plain ♪

♪ "Monsieur le Mayor"
You'll wear a different chain ♪

♪ Before you say
Another word, Javert ♪

♪ Before you chain me up
Like a slave again ♪

♪ Listen to me
There is something I must do ♪

♪ This woman leaves behind
A suffering child ♪

♪ There is none but me
Who can intercede ♪

♪ In mercy's name
Three days are all I need ♪

♪ Then I'll return ♪

♪ I pledge my word
And then I'll return ♪

♪ You must think me mad ♪

♪ I've hunted you
Across the years ♪

♪ Men like you
Can never change ♪

♪ A man such as you ♪

♪ Believe of me what you will ♪

♪ Men like you
Can never change ♪

♪ There is a duty
I've sworn to do ♪

♪ Men like you
Can never change ♪

♪ You know nothing
Of my life ♪

♪ No, two-four-six-oh-one ♪

- ♪ All I did was
Steal some bread ♪
- ♪ One, my duty's ♪

- ♪ I am warning you ♪
- ♪ You know nothing of ♪

♪ Javert! ♪

♪ I was born inside a jail ♪

♪ There is nothing
I won't dare ♪

♪ I was born
With scum like you ♪

♪ If I have to kill you here ♪

♪ I am from the gutter too ♪

♪ I'll do what must be done ♪

Did you guys make that up?

- Yeah, we did. We made it up. Yeah.
- Yeah. We made it up.

Hey, Paul, how many
poignant goodbyes has
Jimmy said to you already?

Way too fucking many.

It's not on purpose, okay?

It's just that every time
I say goodbye now,
it comes out way too emotional.

I'm saving mine
for when you actually leave.

But just a heads-up...

...I am going to need you
to tell me how much you love me

and how I've influenced your
life and your skincare routine.

I'm all
about that cocoa butter.

Your hands feel 25.

Hey, kid, will you
make me a spreadsheet

so I can keep track
of my patient referrals?

No problemo. Anything for you.

- See you guys.
- Goodbye, Paul.

Jesus.

Damn it.

"Anything for you"?

While I almost understand your
need to be at the beck and call

of your outgoing king,

take it from someone who's done
way too much caregiving,

this is not gonna go
the way you imagine it.

Gab, I'm not
expecting that much.

Just for the next few months,
I would like to shadow him,
to fully absorb his genius.

- Oh.
- Perhaps we coauthor a paper about it.

Then, on his final day, I would
really like him to look right
in my eyes and say,

"Thank you,
Jimmy, for I have learned
something from you too."

Yeah.

Old people are

spreading computer viruses
and taking shit for granted.

For example,
my mom is currently at my house

because the nurse
I hired for her went
on vacation with her family.

That ho didn't even ask me.

I just come home and
there's my mom in the kitchen,

frying some fish
in her T-shirt and underwear.

Do you know what
sucks the most?

There's something worse
than underwear fish?

You'll never get that thank-you
you're dreaming about.

Uh, should I just
wait in your office?

Dan, hey, come on in, man.

- Hi.
- Hello, Gaby.

Go for it.

Uh, hey, Gaby. Um...

...what are you
doing for the holidays?

Which holiday?

Your choice?

Okay. Hey, we got a little more
work to do on small talk,
but you started so strong.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Hey, who needs a thank-you from
Paul when I got one from Dan?

I know you said you wanted
to be paid in Taco Bell,

but I figured it would be
too messy for our walk,

so I brought you
this taco hair clip instead.

Oh, my God. This is so cute.

Yeah, I'll let it go.

You're in a really good mood.

You have no idea.

If you're going to tell me
about some, like, dark problem,

I might explode with joy.

I don't think I'm fun.

Look, it's no secret why I
became this careful mini adult,
but it's been so long.

What if this is just
who I am now? Boring.

I got good news.

You're hot, so you can
afford to be a little boring.

Also, even better
news, you're not boring.

Plus, when you go to college,
you can reinvent yourself.

My freshman year I
tried being witchy.

Oh, how'd that go?

Oh, it was so tight.
I look super hot in a cloak.

Well, I'm not comfortable
appropriating witch culture.

See how lame I am?

No, no, no, no, no, no.
I am not humoring this, okay?

You are strong. You can
be whoever you wanna be.

You just got to say,
like, "Fuck it."
And you got to try some shit.

- Don't tell me what to do, bitch.
- Ooh.

- No, sorry,
I can't pull that off.
- No, keep experimenting.

Maybe less bossy
and more bubbly.

Or do you do accents
or something?

Hello, I'm Alice.
It's really nice to meet you.

Oh, yeah, it's gonna be hard
to keep that up for four years.

Well, I really think
you should take tonight off.

Look, this party sounds sick.
It's, like, in a cool
warehouse downtown.

And I bet she's gonna
dress really slutty.

Mm-hmm.

We're gonna be
so cold.

- I don't like you two as friends.
- Come on.

You won't come out
just one night, like,
to party like we used to?

I'm in. No matter
what it is, it's a yes.

I love
this version of you.

Come on, dude.

Yeah, we all know
you just want the night off.

Of course he
wants the night off.

Thanks to you, Jorge has no
life, no significant other.

He needs to get some V.

Or D. Sorry, I
don't know your deal.

At this point,
I'd take either.

Come on, Sean, just this once.
Let's say "Fuck it."

Fuck it.

- Fuck it.
- Fuck it.

Fuck it. Fuck it. Fuck it.

Fuck it.

Yes!

I left Matthew a message

trying to bribe him
with barbecue.

Smart. He likes
burgers and ribs?

He likes mixing
alcohol and fire.

Oh, that's a fun combo.

Parties do need tension.

He sent me this text.

"Can't make it. Pretty busy
being an embarrassing asshole."

- Ooh.
- Aw.

You missing him even more now,

'cause he used
your own words against you?

I taught him that.

- What?
- Okay, grill needs
20 minutes.

You two should have a baby.

- Ooh.
- Wow. Uh, could have used a segue.

I'm glad
someone said it.

If you don't have a baby,
our friendship will dissolve
in one to three years.

Please, will you do it?

Are you guys freaking serious?
Liz, make 'em stop.

Answer the question.

You're all gonna have to wait.

Gaby and I have agreed
to hold off on
marriage talk or baby talk

until January 1st, 2027.

We're calling it
Operation Hold Your Horsies.

Well, I respect
your boundaries.

- Kiss-ass.
- Who cares what you think?

We need to get
some ice cream?

Again, could have used a segue.

What are you watching
your word count or something?

Okay... Gaby, you wanna come?

Yeah, get me away
from these nosy assholes.

Well, that was a
suspicious exit.

Are they going to
have a threesome?

Why wouldn't they invite me?
I'm so fun at threesomes.

I talk the whole time,
so it never gets awkward.

Well, there's three of us here.

- Nah.
- Too tired.

I was clearly kidding.

- Babe, give it a rest.
- I said, "Good day."

Wow, okay, I'm gonna be honest.

This ice cream shop
needs a refresh.

How great would this be
for your trauma center?

Okay, so it's a fixer-upper,

but a buddy of mine in real
estate will make you a deal.

Yeah, it's quiet, it's
spacious, barely haunted.

You're dumb.

Guys, I mean, it's perfect,
but it's just a pipe dream.

Yeah, well,
now it doesn't have to be.

I'm telling you, I
can round up investors.

We can do this.

I'll meet with
these other therapists.

But I don't believe
anyone will be as good as you.

Well, they won't, but
you'll be all right.

I promise you.

Hey, we have a visitor.

Oh, hey, honey, I didn't
know you were coming in.

I'm just picking out a mug
and making her some tea.

Okay, I'm just putting
my cell phone down
and hugging my daughter,

but I'm okay with not narrating
the rest of my life.

- Dad, I need a favor.
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah?

Dave forgot to get photos for
Mason's family tree project,

which he's known about forever.

I'd end it.

Like clockwork.

Anyway, can we go by
your storage unit

and look for
some old family pictures?

I've got another patient.

- Your tea, madam.
- Oh, thank you.

- Jimmy? Are you done for the day?
- Yeah?

Yeah, I finished
up your spreadsheet

and I was just gonna head
over to Liz's for a barbecue
if you wanna come.

Not ever. Do me a
favor, will you?

Go by the storage unit
with Meg and pick up
my old notes on Reggie.

He's nervous about my retiring
'cause I'm incredibly good
at what I do.

I want to show him
how far he's come.

Dad, I...
I can get the records.

No. Jimmy will do it.

You can go together.

- He pointed right at my face.
- I saw that.

'Cause he likes me.

I told you, man. I called it.

She wants me
to be some guy I'm not anymore.

I've gotta go to
this warehouse party.

The fuck you even wear
to a warehouse at night?

Short shorts,
espadrilles, no socks.

I don't even
know why I said yes.

She smells so nice.

That's why.

Julie smells like a new car.

I love the smell of a new car.

That's nice. I hate this.

Why the hell are you smiling?

Because it's what I
hoped would happen.

You're set in your ways.

You're a stubborn fuck.

Takes one to know one.

I like what this girl is doing
to you. Makes my job easier.

Everybody needs to be
disrupted sometimes.

To hell with disrupting, man.
I like my schedule.

I open the truck
lunch and dinner,

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
Thursday, Friday, Saturday.

Not Sunday, 'cause
that's just brunch.

So, when do you shit?

I just told you, Sunday nights.

Listen to me, you're
working for me now.
You're going to that party.

Think of it as a litmus test
for what you're capable of.

Anyone can tolerate anything
for one night.

Julie made me go to a
friend's house for dinner.

It was a no-shoes house.

Fucking freaks.

I don't like working for you.

You messed up. You let
a catalyst in your life.

Nothing scarier than
having someone you care about

yank you out of
your comfort zone.

He "we'd" me
without my consent.

- That whore.
- No.

- Yep, about my trauma center.
- Wait, you have a trauma center?

No, Liz, it's an
imaginary trauma center.
You got to keep up.

After Thanksgiving,
I can't cause more drama
just because I'm freaking out.

You know what? I want
you to take my phone

just in case I try and call him
and dump him.

You know,
sometimes I feel like
you need a therapist.

Well, Brian, I have one,
and I meet her every week
to work on this, okay?

Do you have a therapist?

I did, but he-he said
I didn't need it anymore.

That never happened.

Okay, I need to
round up my inner circle
and get in the sea about it.

Yeah, but not in the literal
ocean like Derrick does.

That shit should've always been
a metaphor.

So true. I'll round
everyone up, but not Aliyah.

Liz, don't play with me.
I need the whole circle.

- Circle? I wanna be in the circle.
- News flash, Mom.

Anybody that constantly
critiques my posture does not
get to be in the circle.

Your loss. And stop slouching.

You know what,

I bet you that sneaky bastard
"we'd" me on purpose.

- Here we go.
- He found a loophole

to attack Operation
Hold Your Horsies.

It's diabolical.

He's an evil, beautiful genius.

You know what?
Give me my phone.

- This one?
- Yeah, that phone.

Mmm, no.

- Give me my phone.
- No.

Give me my phone.

- No.
- Don't give it to her, Liz!

Don't give it to her!

- Liz, it's not funny.
- Give me my phone.

- Don't let her have it!
- Give me my phone. Liz, give me my phone!

- No, no, no.
- Give me my phone.

Do not go run in my house.

Okay. Whoever finds their thing
first has permission to leave.

Oh, absolutely.

- I found my pictures.
- Fuck you.

I wanna leave, but I
actually feel too bad for you.

Oh, feel free, I'll be fine.

Unless you insist.

- It's really important to me. Mm-hmm.
- Oh, okay. Cool.

Look for anything
that says, like, uh,
patient files, I don't know.

Okay.

Oh, Jesus, Dad.
Is this a... a speargun?

Yeah, that's from a while back.

Your dad had an abalone
at a sushi restaurant
and loved it so much

he decided he was
gonna catch his own,
snorkeling off Catalina.

The speargun was
because he was convinced

there was a sea lion
that had it out for him.

Oh.

Oh, no. He didn't kill it.

They actually became friends.

No, it's just,
you know so much more
about my dad than I do.

Mmm.

You're practically
my adoptive brother.

Yeah.

Well, look, if it
makes you feel any better,

my own father is a bit
of mystery to me as well.

One might call him
emotionally elusive.

What a lovely
way to say that he sucked.

You know, it's funny. I swing
so far the other direction.

But lately,
I find myself wishing
I wasn't so attached to Alice.

She's going off
to college soon.

I'm having a hard time
pretending it's not killing me.

Your daughter's leaving
and now my dad.

How are you
dealing with that by the way?

I'm fine.

Yeah, he'll still be around.

I'll get to ask him for advice.

Maybe get him to introduce me
to that sea lion.

His name is Julian.

Jimmy, the reason I came here
was to convince my dad
to move to Connecticut.

Oh, yeah? Good luck with that.

He said yes.

Did we have to take the truck?
We smell like shrimp.

So?

Just dance with
somebody who's hungry.

- Okay.
- My friend texted me.

They were able to get us
on the list,
but it's 40 bucks a head.

And cash only.

Who even carries cash?

You got any, sad boy?

Don't love that nickname,
but I'm super poor, so it fits.

Guess we're fucked.

Well, there's tons
of people around.

And who doesn't want
to get their grub on
before they get their club on?

- Let's open the truck.
- Oh.

- Okay.
- Let's get it.

- My baby is rhyming. Let's go.
- Okay.

Let's make some money.
Hi, you guys.

We should eat some before we
take tequila shots, you know?

Paul, thank you so much
for coming to my inner circle.

And I gotta say,
I'm loving your lil jammy jams.

Liz said I had to attend
because of some
Covenant of the Rock.

Wow. She's just handing
those out willy-nilly now, huh?

You're just mad
'cause you don't have one.

- I'm furious.
- What is this covenant?

Don't worry.
You'll never get a rock.

I don't want a rock.

You will.

I want to be in the circle.

- She can have my spot.
- No trading spots.

Mom, you can stay.

But don't do that thing
where you tell some long,
boring-ass story

- that nobody wants to hear.
- What?

- Her rules are stupid.
- Tell me about it.

All right. Derrick "we'd" me.

Therefore, I need to
evaluate him long-term.

Let's start with his pros.

Last week he got me
chili cheese fries
because I was on my period.

But not because
I told him I was on it,
because he did the math.

- Oh.
- Did the math?

Don't all women
get their period the same day?

Is he serious?

Here's a pro. That young
man that you're dating,

remind me of a
fella I met back in 1969

when I was growing up
in Illinois.

What was his name again?

Is this one of those long,
boring stories

you were talking about?

Oh, shit. You done it now.

Oh, I'm sorry. Go on.

Who was in Illinois?

- Gary, yes. That-That was his name. Gary.
- Gary?

Chile, he worked
in the bank, honey.

And I had my little check
and I go up to his window

and ask him to give it
to me in ones 'cause
I like to see it go...

Oh.

So, how's this stack up next
to your usual Friday nights?

For me? It's pretty awesome.

Yeah. I-I've been trying to put
myself back out there a bit.

Your dad's given me
some good advice actually.

Relationship help from my dad?

There wasn't a murderer or a
five-year-old you could ask?

Any success?

- I recently made a woman cry at dinner.
- Oh, that's not good.

Mm-mmm.

Maybe I'm lucky
I'm such a disaster.

I mean, Tia was as close to
perfect as you're gonna get.

And it was still
tricky sometimes.

Yeah, you don't have to tell me
that relationships are hard.

I know it all too well.

Oh, really? Dave troubles.
Your dad is gonna be so happy.

- You wanna talk about it?
- No, nice try.

As the daughter of a therapist,
I see what you're trying
to do, but we are...

...we
are staying on you.

You're gonna cross your legs
and stare at me now?

I am. Yeah,
I've learned from the best.

Fine, yes.
There's... There's a woman.

She's really weird.
She makes me laugh.

Seems very right for me.

It's just, you know...
I don't know.

You ever gonna get
out of your own way?

Well, now you
sound like your dad.

Our dad.

I wish I could just have
one easy romantic moment.

One uncomplicated kiss
to help get me over the hump.

Make me feel hopeful again.

Maybe Nightswimming by R.E.M.

is playing in the background.

For some reason I'm
the one singing it.

You've thought
about this before.

I've thought about the moment.

I only just now
set it to music.

I want you to listen to me,
Jimmy. I think everything is...

Oh, shit. I found it.
I found it.

- Oh.
- Reginald Chen.

- I found the fucking file.
- Yes. Let's get the hell out of here.

You wanna finish your pep talk?

Sure.

I think it's all gonna work out
for you, Jimmy.

Sorry. That's all I've got.
I'm starving.

It was only an okay pep talk.

Okay. We have enough
for all five of us to get in.

- Ooh, nice.
- Yes!

Wait. So, I don't have to
hook up with the bouncer?

Oh, my God, I'm sorry. I know
you were excited about that.

I think I'm still gonna.

Okay. Come on.

- Let's wrap this shit up.
Vámonos.
- Let's do it.

- Sweet.
- Nah, there's still a couple more people.

- Y'all go ahead.
- Wait, you're not coming?

- Dude, come on. Don't be like that.
- You can go too.

Sweet. Bye.

Hey, are you serious right now?

Look at my dress.

Now think about it
while I'm sweaty and dancing.

Come on, are you
really not coming?

I just... I work Fridays.

Just feels right.

Whatever, dude.

- Come on, let's go inside.
- Shit.

Okay. Now
we know the pros.

Let's move on to the cons.

He puts all
of his phone apps in folders.

I do that.

- What does that mean?
- Look, this is bullshit.

Derrick's got pros,
Derrick's got cons.
Derrick's got a fine ass.

- Cake.
- Gyatt.

- High and tight.
- Look, we all know why you're scared.

It's old news.

Rude. My fears aren't old news.

Also, none of you
know what makes me, me.

- Ooh, I do. I do. I know.
- Oh, oh. I do. I do.

- I'm your mama.
- Just... Let me just go.

- I think that I was first.
- Go. You go.

You had a very painful divorce,
so you are terrified
of any commitment.

Even though there were
extenuating circumstances.

- He was an addict.
- I know. I... I dated him after her.

I know. I just wanted you
to have to say it out loud.

Now you're an
overly independent woman

who's allergic to men who don't
need you to take care of them.

So, instead you make terrible
decisions like fucking Jimmy

and ruining your most
important friendship
by not telling me about it.

Get over it.

Yeah. Jimmy was bad
judgment for sure.

Bitch, I fought for you
to be in this circle.

I'm sorry.

- I did not want you to come.
- I know.

All right, look, look.
Enough of this circle mess.

It-It's like you're waiting
for permission to be happy.

Drop a mic with me.

Okay, I didn't invite you
guys over here to torch me.

No. It's just a perk.

We're all here because
you let a catalyst in your life

who's forcing you
to make decisions.

And you want us to
tell you what to do.

We can't.

I hoped you learned something
from me over these years.

What do I always say
about tough choices?

You don't know whether
your choice is right or wrong
until you make it.

- Whoa, that's so good. Wow.
- Mmm. That's really powerful.

All right, everybody, just
be quiet. I need to think.

- I want a rock.
- Would you be quiet already?

- Brian, be quiet.
- I can hear you.

- Damn.
- I didn't know you could hear me.

Not that busy?

Nah.

How's the party?

I didn't wanna
go in without you.

What the hell are you doing?

I don't know.

I'm failing a stupid litmus
test and messing things up

with a girl who smells like
my favorite cookies.

Marisol doesn't get it.

My truck is not just a truck.

It's about structure
and feeling in control.

And stability.

So, it's a structure...
control-stability-truck?

Nah, you don't get it either.

I feel safe now. Finally.

Do you remember
when you first moved in
and I tried to kiss you?

Oh, that was you?

I didn't do it because
I was attracted to you.

Actually, I didn't
think you were hot at all.

Thanks for letting me know.

Sean, we are two people
who have had awful things
happen to us.

We've been
hiding from the world.

And, hey, I'm
grateful we found each other.

But I'm done fucking hiding.

And maybe you should be too.

You thought I was handsome.

I really didn't.

But Marisol does.

- Hey, Dad.
- Hey.

We're back.

I got kidnapped again.

- Liz.
- What?

It happens.

This may cheer you up.

Your Reginald files, sir.

I don't need it anymore.

Reggie called me up.

He used one of my tools
to settle his anxiety.

GOAT. Remember?

Yeah, yeah. Of course
I remember. Cool.

Well...
...congrats.

That's good for Reggie.

And next time
you go to storage,
grab the rest of those files.

You need to start
digitizing them for me.

- Yeah, I need to?
- Okay. You got it, Paul.

Need some help
with that puzzle?
I'm pretty great at sky.

Sorry, pal.

Why don't you give me a
little time with my actual kid?

- Okay, yeah.
- Can I?

- Of course. You got it, Paul.
- Yeah.

- Bye.
- See you, Jimmy.

Goodbye, Paul.
Goddamn it.

♪ In a room full of people
I look for you ♪

♪ Would you avoid me
Or would you see me through? ♪

♪ Tell me
Is our story through? ♪

♪ Through ♪

♪ Or do our hearts
still beat in tune? ♪

I'm not sure
this tastes like $45.

This on the other hand...

this tastes like 40 cents'
worth of beans,
and I'm here for it.

You know we almost
broke up today?

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

- The trauma center thing really threw me.
- Ah.

Look, I'm... I'm not ready
to make a decision on that yet.

But the one choice I do
feel confident in right now...

- is you.
- Wow.

Merlot and liquid cheese
make you soft.

Shut up. Seriously.

Fuck the rules.

You can talk to me
about the future anytime.

- I like that.
- Me too.

Kinda genius how I sidestepped
Operation Hold Your Horsies.

- I knew it. You tricky bitch.
- You got got.

I really did.

- Uh. Hi. Come on in.
- Hi. Hi.

I-I was... I was knocking
on the front door and I...
I saw your car.

Oh, uh, yeah, I...
...I had headphones on.

Just trying to wait up for
Alice. She's at a party, so...

Oh.

I just wanted to say...

...you deserved a thank-you.

- Well, you know.
- Paul's a very part... Oh.

That didn't, uh, feel
like a brother-sister kiss.

We're not related, Jimmy.

Right.