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Previously on This Is Us...

REBECCA: Jack!

-No, Mom, Mom, no! -Jack!

BETH: You know, when you had your first breakdown,

you thought that was gonna be

-the only one. -I appreciate your concern.

But I'm fine.

Okay, I am worried that we're just

one big emotional thing from this happening--

Beth, I'm fine.

It appears you have mild cognitive impairment.

Things could begin to deteriorate.

I'm sorry to keep asking you

-to keep this to yourself. -I get it.

BETH: Hey, babe.

RANDALL: Hey.

How you doing?

I'm hanging in there.

I'm gonna grab some water, and then I'm coming to bed.

-(Kate giggling) -(Rebecca coughing)

Okay, maybe we shouldn't have read them Hop on Pop.

Come on, Dr. Seuss always puts them to sleep.

All right, Katie girl, come on.

Let's go, up and at 'em, up and at 'em!

-No, no! -Yes, yes.

Come on, bug, come on, come on, come on.

-You're going with Mom today. -Oh, let's go to bed.

All right, gentlemen, the last one

under the sheets is a dirty, stinkin', rotten egg.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Oh, first night in your big-boy beds.

(smooches) Yep, okay, love you, too.

Good night.

(smooches)

Sleep like kings.

And time. Babe, I tell you, you shave a few minutes off that,

you're gonna join me on the leader board.

Are you kidding me? You know, she made me sing Wham!,

and then Queen as an encore.

-Uh-huh. -(coughing)

You know, why don't you call it a night?

-What? -Yeah, take some cough medicine,

-and just pass out. -(laughs)

-What? -I'm sorry.

You actually think these three are gonna stay asleep?

With brand-new beds

and Big Three separation anxiety?

Whatever happens, I can handle it, all right?

-Okay. -I'm gonna make a pot of coffee.

I rented The Shining. I'm good.

No, I'm good, too. I'm fine.

I'm not even tired. I swear.

(snoring)

(smooches)

*

(grunts)

Bud, you're not supposed to be up.

Dad, I'm scared.

There's nothing to be scared about, pal.

Yes, there is.

I don't want any trouble.

Okay?

What do you want?

Money?

Uh, okay, I-I-I-I...

I have money, all right?

You can have my...

I'm a city councilman.

You should know that.

And you're in my home.

There are security cameras everywhere.

You already triggered the silent alarm.

Leave now, maybe you avoid the cops.

Hey.

If you stay,

you will not get past me.

(shuddering breaths)

*

(thunder rolling)

(lightning crashes)

(wind blowing)

Hey, Mom, Mom.

Mom?

Hey! Hey, hey, Mom!

Come on, get out of the lightning.

Please, please! Come in, Mom! Please come into the house, Mom.

Please, Mom!

(muttering)

Mom!

Mom, please! Can you, please?!

Can you not hear me, Mom?!

Mom, Mom!

(grunts)

Mom!

Mom, please!

(coughs)

*

(alarm blaring)

(gasps, panting)

(indistinct chatter)

(knocking)

-We need to go now! -Randall?

Calm down, it's just a drill.

-Let's go, please. -Hey...

Hey, hey, hey! Stop, stop, stop for a second.

Hey, look at me, look at me. It's just a drill.

Okay, th-there's, there's no fire.

It's-it's...

it's just a drill.

Uh, come here.

We're okay.

(indistinct radio chatter)

MAN: Councilman?

Councilman Pearson?

(clears throat)

Sorry, Lieutenant.

What was that?

Just saying we've checked out the house.

Nothing seems to be missing.

We've dusted the downstairs.

-And we can dust upstairs. -No need.

-I caught him coming in. -Okay.

And I notice you don't have a security system.

I highly recommend installing one.

I will. Uh, I've been meaning to, actually.

We just got so busy with...

-I'll get it done. -Okay.

Uh, if you'll excuse me, my wife is upstairs

calming down our girls-- I need to go check on them.

Of course. We're almost finished here.

Uh, Councilman.

I don't want to be an alarmist, but home invaders

often come back the same night or the next night

because many families are too rattled to stay in the home.

We'll have a squad car posted out front, but...

just an FYI.

-That's good to know. -Okay.

-Thanks. -You bet.

(indistinct police radio transmission)

ANNIE: What did he want?

Probably just looking for money.

You know, he wasn't gonna hurt us.

That's why he ran away when he saw Dad.

ANNIE: What if he comes back?

Honey, that's...

that's not gonna happen.

How do you know?

Uh, 'cause we're in a big city now.

Cops are like

Avengers out here and...

Yeah. And Dad probably scared him away for good

with his awful jokes.

Ha-ha-ha.

They're an acquired taste.

Beth, can we talk in the hallway?

Yeah.

You okay?

You okay?

Yeah. You?

As good as can be expected, I guess.

All right.

Uh, 7:00 in the morning.

No one's going back to bed.

You should take the girls and check into a hotel tonight.

Try to get some rest.

Hotel? Why?

Uh, it's just to be safe.

The-the officer mentioned that sometimes

these guys come back two nights in a row.

-Oh, my God. No. -Just...

Uh, you have to come with us.

I'm not leaving you here alone.

-Beth. -I'm not, Randall.

Beth, I'm staying.

I got to fix the window, make sure

the security system gets installed.

I don't want the girls exposed to that.

And I want to make sure the house is back to normal

before you come home, okay?

Hey.

-Listen to me. -(sighs)

They're leaving a squad car outside.

If this guy is dumb enough to come back,

he'll have to deal with me and Tess's T-ball bat.

(scoffs) I don't know how you can

joke around at a time like this.

What? All I'm saying is that he'll have to deal with my bat

and these guns.

Mm.

-Know what I'm saying? -ANNIE: Mom?

Yeah, baby.

(wind blowing)

(creaking)

(siren wailing in distance)

(switch clicks)

Almond liqueur crème pat?

-(stifled crying) -It's okay. It's okay.

PRUE LEITH: It's very nice and strong. I love that.

PAUL HOLLYWOOD: Marzipan's good.

Chocolate's good.

-The jellies are nice. -(exhales)

-The pastry not so. -KIM-JOY HEWLETT: Mm-hmm.

-HOLLYWOOD: Thank you, Kim-Joy. -Thank you very much. -(sighs)

SANDI TOKSVIG: Let me help you.

-It's okay. -(TV continues indistinctly)

(exhales)

(phone ringing)

You're up?

Why are your texts so formal?

Whatever.

Did I catch you on set?

No, uh, I finished my reshoot last night.

I'm actually not in L.A.

Oh. Where are you?

Home. Or, well, what used to be home anyway.

I'm in Pittsburgh doing something

totally stupid.

Right, or maybe not. Maybe it's so...

crazy that it's actually sane.

I'm going to a funeral.

Whose?

(sighs) Sophie's mom died.

Oh, damn.

You good?

Who knows? What about you?

Someone broke into our house last night.

What? Is everyone okay?

Yeah, everybody's fine.

Please don't tell Mom or Kate.

I don't want anybody to worry.

Okay. Yeah, no.

Geez, Randall, what happened?

Uh, I got home from the airport around 2:00 last night,

checked on the fam,

came downstairs for a glass of water,

and bam-- I was face-to-face

with Christian Slater's creepy doppelganger.

Whoa.

Yeah.

Kind of rattled me.

Where were you coming from?

Huh?

The airport-- where were you coming from?

Oh, it was a...

I was at a work thing.

It was a fundraiser in Boston.

Dude, it's... it's boring.

I should let you go.

You sure?

You want to chat for a bit?

Pass the old verbal football back and forth?

Hey, rain check.

Thanks, Kev. Uh, I don't need a catch.

I need to get some sleep.

Good luck in Pittsburgh.

Thanks, man. Night.

Night.

Mom, I can't get this thing to work.

REBECCA: Come on, Reeg, enough with the chitchat.

Bring out Benjamin Bratt.

Mom.

-Oh. Coming. -REGIS: He's from the NBC drama

Law & Order. Here's Benjamin...

It's shot.

You have a new job.

Mom, we need some new appliances.

(sighs) I know.

You're right. You're right.

Don't worry. In the meantime,

your undies will be dry by tomorrow.

RANDALL: Stop calling them undies. (chuckles)

Hey, is Kev coming to your birthday dinner tomorrow?

'Cause I was thinking about inviting Beth.

Yeah, he is. He's driving in with Sophie.

(car alarm blaring)

REBECCA: Is that ours?

-No, not ours. -(yawns)

Are you getting enough sleep?

You're not normally this sluggish.

Yeah, I-I'm good. It's just...

KATE: Are you okay? I've been trying to call you all night.

I've been having the weirdest dreams.

Well, I thought we were gonna do a deep dive on Patti last night.

Oh. Hey, why are you so mad?

Did I do something wrong?

Marc...

That didn't sound good.

No. Uh...

But I-I've been watching a bunch of Dawson's Creek,

and they all talk like that, so...

Sorry, what were you saying about weird dreams?

-KATE: Ugh. -KEVIN: "Ugh"? That's a nice hello.

KATE: Hold on.

Hey, Ma?

Hi, guys.

Guys got here early.

-(laughing) -Hi! What a surprise!

-REBECCA: Hi, sweetheart. -KEVIN: Hi.

(door slams)

What's Kate's problem?

She's on the phone with Marc. Hey, guys.

-Oh, she's still dating that greaseball? -REBECCA: I wasn't expecting

you guys until tomorrow.

My class got canceled,

so we just decided to come early.

-So happy birthday. -Thank you.

What's with the shrine to Randall's holey underwear?

See? I've been telling him all morning

-that he needs new undies. -Please stop saying "undies."

I got to go to class.

I'll see you for your birthday dinner.

Wait. What were you saying before

about the weird dreams?

Just midterm stress. Don't worry about it.

Stop touching my underwear, Kev.

-Your undies, you mean? -(Randall chuckles)

(sighs)

JACK: It's okay to be scared sometimes, bud.

YOUNG RANDALL: Okay.

I'm really happy that you were brave enough to tell me.

See, that way, I can help you fix it.

Oh, boy, I'm jealous of this bed, bud.

This bed is like the Mustang of beds.

You know where the cool, powerful motor is?

Mm, right there.

What's scaring you, Randall?

-Monsters. -Monsters?

You think this bed isn't safe from monsters?

-No. -No?

Randall, there's no such thing as monsters.

-Yes, there is. -No, there isn't.

But let's just say there is.

Do you think they can get past Dad?

-Uh-uh. -Neither do I.

So how about... how about I just...

I lay down right here next to you, okay?

-Mm-hmm. -So you can go to sleep.

Close your eyes.

(long sigh)

*

Hey.

(chuckles) You're in.

I thought you'd take more than a day off.

Oh, no way. I've got way too much to get done.

Hey, uh, Beth and the girls okay?

Uh, they're back home.

Yeah, everything's good. Thanks.

You know, so I was thinking, let's move

tomorrow's town hall meeting to next month.

-Why would I do that? -(phone chimes)

Randall, this town hall might be intense.

People, they aren't thrilled about you

supporting Wilkins' housing bill.

I get to hear all their concerns tomorrow.

(exhales sharply)

Dude, have you slept at all?

-I just figured you might want to take it easy this week. -(phone chimes)

-You know? -Sorry.

Got a new security system.

It's got, uh, motion detection, facial recognition.

It's cutting-edge stuff.

I'm good, Jae.

-Randall, come on. -Asked and answered, pal.

I'm not gonna let this affect my work.

Let's move on.

-All right. -All right.

(sighs)

(knock on door)

Your guy said you still had an open-door policy.

You have a second?

Yeah. Darnell.

Please don't tell me

Malik and Deja skipped school again.

No, no, it's nothing like that, Councilman.

Uh-oh, he hit me with the honorific.

This must be bad. Sit.

Honorific. I like that.

But no, it's-it's not about the kids. Um...

This is kind of awkward.

I usually don't bother myself with this stuff.

I feel a strong "but" fast approaching.

But... this housing bill.

It has me and some of the other business owners

around my shop really concerned.

-(phone chimes) -If this thing goes through

and they put those condos up, they're gonna raise our rent.

And that's gonna hurt a lot of hard-working people.

(phone chimes)

Sorry.

You know, I'm only here 'cause a few folks

know our kids are close.

-You know? -Yeah, just one sec.

Sorry, I'm just dealing with something at home.

You were talking about, uh...

No, no, no. It's all good.

We'll talk at the town hall.

Maybe you'll listen then.

Oh, no, hey, no. Sorry.

Darnell, I...

(sighs)

(orchestral music playing)

*

(Beth laughs)

Next time, I get to pick the music.

Nobody's trying to listen to Braveheart.

Movie scores are stimulating yet noninvasive study aids,

unlike whatever noise you'd choose.

Oh, don't pretend like you know what kind of music I'd pick.

-TLC FanMail. -Lucky guess.

(both laugh)

All right, I'm gonna bounce.

Finish studying on my own and get some sleep.

Oh.

And tomorrow I'm bringing earplugs.

Hey, do you mind staying the night?

Randall, I've stayed over almost every night.

My roommates are starting to call me "Mrs. Pearson."

Hey, there are worse things.

I'm just...

I'm just not sleeping well.

But, uh,

not a big deal.

Okay, Waiting to Exhale soundtrack

from here on out, or no movie music at all.

Capisce?

Okay.

I'm gonna go grab some PJs.

*

Hey, bud, why don't you grab a seat.

Your food's getting cold.

My boy. I can't believe you guys got married.

I'm so happy. Bec, we can frame the Polaroids, right?

-Yeah. We can try. -Yeah?

Hey, what are you guys doing?

REBECCA: I'm-I'm sorry if

the Cornish hens are a little tough.

Somehow they're burnt and raw.

JACK: Oh, Bec, come on, this is... this is great.

The whole family, everyone, we're all together.

-Everyone came back home. -Hello? He's dead.

Should we play Monopoly after dinner?

-Yes. -Yeah? Wait, what about Pictionary?

-Oh, team captain. -What the hell is going on?

-I'll flip you for first pick. -Why are you guys talking about board games?

He's dead.

Damn it, he's dead!

(fading): He's dead! He's...

You're dead. You're dead. You're dead.

He's dead! He's dead!

You're dead. You're dead.

BETH: Randall?

-You're dead. You're dead. -Hey.

-Hey, Randall... -You're dead. You're dead.

Okay, you okay?

It's okay. I'm here.

I'm here for you. It's okay.

-I'm here, Randall. -(panting)

(horn honks)

(alarm blaring)

(alarm blaring)

Can't get this remote to work.

And I forgot the security code.

Randall, the code, babe.

Uh, my parents' anniversary-- 05-16-76.

Okay. 16, seven, six.

(alarm stops)

Oh, God. All right.

Yeah, we're gonna have to change that to our anniversary.

So no one's here?

No, babe, Annie just accidentally

opened the window and set it off.

It's the first day with the security system.

You know, it's just gonna take some getting used to.

Yeah.

(phone ringing)

It's probably the security company now.

Tell 'em it's a false alarm.

Hello.

Yes, this is Mrs. Pearson.

(sighs deeply)

*

(crickets chirping)

BETH: Do we really need to have

weapons everywhere like we're Mr. and Mrs. Smith?

You might want to rephrase that,

'cause it actually sounds pretty cool.

Yeah, you're right.

But my point stands.

You know, we are allowed to go back

to our regularly-scheduled programming.

The golf club shall return to the trunk of my car.

-Okay then. -All right.

Now the girls are gonna have dinner

at their friends' houses tonight.

So, I'll meet you at the town hall meeting?

If you really want to go.

-It could get heated. -Yeah.

All the more reason for me to have your back.

Plus, it gives me a chance to stunt on 'em

with my topaz earrings.

Oh, I do love it when you stunt.

That's odd.

What's up?

I usually keep my earrings right next to my dance photo.

(sniffles)

They're not here, either.

You're sure?

I'm pretty sure.

None of the jewelry from here or on my nightstand is missing.

Um... my cuff links were in here.

I haven't touched them since the inauguration.

And they're missing.

What?

He just grabbed what was out.

Beth, he stole 'em. He...

-He was in our room. -Okay, no, wait.

-Just relax, because we don't know if that's true. -No.

I'm gonna go call the police

-and have 'em over here right now. -Oh.

(inhales deeply through nose)

Ah, damn it.

I should've had 'em dust upstairs.

Okay. All right, call the police.

But I need you to do something for me.

-Hmm? -Randall, I need you

to acknowledge that this week has been crazy.

-Of course it was crazy. -Randall, I want you

to acknowledge that Rebecca's health,

your trip to L.A., and the break-in--

it's a lot... for anyone.

Now, I know you're not gonna cancel the town hall.

-I can't cancel it. -All right. Let...

I'm gonna clear my schedule tomorrow,

and you're gonna clear your schedule,

and we're going to have a real conversation

about everything that's going on here

and how to manage it together.

If I have to body-slam Jae-won

to get you out of work, I will.

Okay.

(line ringing)

(indistinct chatter)

MAN: You ran as a man of the people.

Now, what makes you think

the people support Wilkins' housing bill?

(crowd assenting)

RANDALL: Uh, I-I realize that

revitalizing neighborhoods can have pluses and minuses.

Uh, yes or no?

Are you gonna pay for the rent increase

for my salon when Wilkins builds his luxury condo next door?

-(audience clamoring) -RANDALL: Okay. Okay.

Um, listen, uh,

a New York study actually shows

that a lot of small businesses thrive

with the influx of disposable income.

Yeah, and what about the ones that don't?

Ma'am, if you could wait for the microphone to come around.

Uh... sorry. Listen,

I'm happy to hear from everyone. If you could please just...

-(phone chimes) -Uh...

Look, uh...

I can assure you, uh...

WOMAN: I said, what about

-the ones that don't? -(crowd assenting)

-Yes. Yes. -(clamoring)

*

Um...

Uh...

I can assure you

that the housing bill will take all of your concerns

into account.

Okay? There are caps on rent hikes

and programs to make sure that

bodegas and salons and all businesses continue to succeed.

-Uh... -(murmuring)

Listen, I wouldn't support this bill unless I believed in it

and believed that it was good for our district.

I need you to trust me.

Trust me.

(audience murmuring)

("Loving Her Was Easier" by Kris Kristofferson playing)

* I have seen the morning burning golden *

* On the mountain in the skies *

* Aching with the feeling *

* Of the freedom of an eagle *

* When she flies. *

(groans)

(breath quavering)

Hey.

Still can't believe those town hall people tried

to come for you crazy yesterday.

That's what I signed up for.

(phone chimes)

You know you can adjust the settings

on that security app, make it less sensitive

and less distracting.

No, it's all good. Kind of like that I get notified

every time a maple leaf falls by the camera.

All right, well, I'm gonna drop the girls off

at school, and then I'm coming right back.

Uh-huh.

Your schedule's still cleared, yeah?

We're gonna have this talk?

I'm still on board for the talk.

Should we get a red table?

Invite Jada and Gammy?

-Yeah. It's cute. -I'll see you after my run.

-Mm-hmm. -Uh-huh.

Don't dawdle.

Girl, I ain't scared of you.

(door closes)

Bah-bah, bah-bah-bah.

Hey, Darnell.

-What a... what a surprise, man. -What's up?

Yeah, I had a-a day off.

Thought I'd stop by.

Listen, about what happened in the office--

I-I never meant to offend...

I'm not here to talk about that.

Malik told me about the break-in.

Oh. Uh...

Yeah, I was wondering why you were so quiet at the town hall.

Thought you was gonna light me up.

-(laughs) -I was planning to.

Had a whole list of questions.

Kelly added some heavy hitters, too. You know she don't play.

(laughing): Yeah.

I don't know, man.

Some dude breaks into my house

where my wife and kids are sleeping,

I would've lost it. I'd be a mess.

Yeah.

I run.

-From the dude? No shame. -No.

No... I, uh...

I mean, I go for long runs.

You know, get the blood flowing, heart pumping,

adrenaline rushing.

That's always been how I, uh...

how I get over it, you know?

Regain my composure.

You, um...

you didn't seem too composed

last night at the town hall or in your office the other day.

Do you do anything else besides running?

-I was thinking of a Peloton. -No, no, no.

No, I mean, like, uh...

do you go to therapy?

It's made a big difference with me.

I don't. You go to therapy?

Look, clearly you're an agitated cat.

-Uh... -I used to be, too. You know,

and there's certain things you can't talk to your girl about.

Oh, I can talk to Beth about anything.

Can I finish?

Yeah.

(Randall grunts softly)

About ten years back,

there was this Easter service.

Malik fell getting out the car, split his pants open,

so Kelly had to take him back home early, but I stayed.

I noticed a bunch of hymn books on the floor.

So I helped Pastor James pick 'em up.

Next thing I know, I spilled my guts to him.

About Kelly, work, money, everything.

And from then on, every Sunday after church let out at 1:00,

there I was helping Pastor James pick up hymn books,

looking for a talk.

Eventually he got sick of my ass

getting free counseling sessions. (laughs)

One day, he hands me this manila envelope.

I think he's handing me divorce papers.

But, um, Dr. Freeman's business card was inside.

You're not about to hand me an envelope, are you?

(laughing): No.

I'm sure you can find someone who doesn't use a sliding scale.

-That's funny. -(laughs)

Look, bro, I get it.

Us men of a certain shade,

we're not used to talking.

But that's therapy, right?

Talking.

It doesn't always have to be that deep.

You can just talk about everyday stuff.

(chuckles)

-Hey. -(pats back)

I, uh, I appreciate the offer, Darnell.

But, uh, I'm well aware of what my issues are.

All right?

Running suits me just fine.

Speaking of which, uh...

Thanks for the chat.

Don't mention it.

All right.

You don't have to be embarrassed.

-I'm not. -Okay, then tell me about your dreams.

How long have they been happening?

O-Off and on since my... since my dad died.

I guess the fire alarm made things worse.

It's not like watching a movie or anything.

I can't remember all the details.

I just feel so helpless.

Like I have no control over anything.

*

It's stupid.

No, Randall.

That's not even close to stupid.

I had the worst dreams after my dad died.

They always involved choking.

Lack of oxygen.

-Lung cancer? -Right.

It seems so obvious now,

but it didn't to me at the time.

Not until I talked to someone.

I learned to tell myself that they're just dreams.

It gave me control.

And now...

the dreams about my dad are good.

They're happy.

They make me feel like I'm creating

new memories of him.

You can do that, too.

Just talk to someone.

Like a counselor or...

I-I don't know if that's my thing.

Well, then, how about grief group?

They have one on the weekends.

I-I went a couple times when I first got to school.

Now, I could go with you tomorrow

before your mom's dinner.

It's better than torturing yourself.

Trust me.

(Randall chuckles softly)

*

(woman screams)

(man and woman straining)

-WOMAN: Stop! -(man shouting)

Oh! Stop!

Please! Stop! Stop!

(Randall grunting)

Get the hell off me, man!

(panting)

Daddy.

(sighs) Bud,

I promise I scared all the monsters away.

And because they know that you're my son,

now they're afraid of you, too.

Look, I'm, I'm gonna be honest with you, Randall.

Your-your brother and your sister

are kind of high-maintenance, so...

so I need you to just keep being you.

Because if you go south,

well, Mom and Dad, we don't stand a chance.

So can you be a good boy and sleep in your bed tonight?

Okay. Way to be brave, my strong, little man.

I love you.

It's a minor break in the fifth metacarpal.

Boxer's fracture.

Are you all right?

He'll have this cast on for a few weeks,

but everything else checks out just fine.

Hate to see the other guy.

Oh, thank you, Doctor.

Jae-won told me what happened.

He said someone named Amadeus Cho

is handling the situation.

I-I don't know what that means, but he sounded confident.

And the woman... uh, the one that you saved,

she's calling you a hero.

You're a hero, baby.

I'm really tired.

Yeah, okay, all right.

Let's get you out of here.

Baby...

Okay.

Get some rest.

(phone chiming and buzzing)

(sighs)

*

Come on. The last thing I want to do is catch grief

for being late to a grief group.

(chuckles) Good, get all your wack jokes out of your system now.

(both chuckle)

(phone ringing)

-Hello. -KEVIN: Hey, man.

Kev. Hold up. I-I'm coming home

to Mom's dinner, uh, but I'm heading

to something right now, so...

Mom canceled her birthday dinner.

Wait, why?

Something's wrong with Kate.

Um, I'll explain in the car.

Just be ready in 20. We're coming to pick you up.

-All right? -O-Okay.

I-I'll be downstairs.

Uh, is everything okay?

I am so sorry.

Uh, family emergency. Dinner's canceled.

-I'm gonna have to skip the grief group. -Okay, Ran...

-I'm really sorry. -Oh.

Um, oka-okay.

How's the guy? Uh, the purse snatcher.

Uh, he's just got, like, a small orbital fracture.

Nothing too serious.

It's been an insane week.

You ready for this?

Yeah.

*

Way to go, Councilman.

How does it feel to be a hero?

Um...

*

(breath quavering)

(line ringing)

(phone buzzing)

Hey, Randall.

Hey, Kev.

Uh... I lied, man.

I need a catch. Uh...

I'm not okay.

I'm not okay, man.

I, uh...

He had a knife.

He was in my bedroom, Kevin.

He could've done something to Beth.

He could've done something to my girls.

He could have...

Okay, okay.

Hey, hey, listen, I'm here, all right?

I'm here. Just breathe, Randall, okay?

Just breathe.

We can just sit here on the phone together.

All right? Whatever you want.

I just-- I just, um--

I just... I just needed to talk, okay?

I just-- Say something, anything.

I just need you to talk, yeah?

Of course, okay. Yeah, no, I'll-I'll talk.

I can talk. I'm--

I'm good at that.

I'm gonna be that guy, Randall. Okay?

I'm the guy that's gonna get you through this.

(sighs)

Oh. Jesus, Kevin.

Please don't say "redrum."

I can't sleep.

Actually, you're kind of doing me a favor

listening to me right now.

You know, I'm kind of in the middle of a whole thing.

(sighs)

It's been a hell of a week.

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