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- I don't know why
it's not working.

Well, did you try
turning it off and on?

- Yes, and it's frozen

and asking for your
system password.

- Oh, um...

Can you wait until I get home?

Because I'm just picking up some
snacks for Max's lunch tomorrow.

- Come on. You don't remember?

- No,
it's not that I don't remember.

It's just that it's
really embarrassing.

- Now you have to tell me.

- Uh, Dave loves Karen's butt...

exclamation mark.

(Woman on phone laughing)

- That definitely
sounds like my brother.

I'm guessing that's
all lowercase.

- Ha ha, very funny.

I should probably change that
soon, huh?

- You'll change it
when you're ready.

- Have you had this
medication before?

- Yes, but apparently,

we needed to goose
the dosage a little,

mostly to help me sleep.

- I see.

- And for a little
impulse control,

some mood stabilizing,

you know, the basics.

- I'll have that ready for
you in about 10 minutes.

- That sounds great...

Janice.

Hey, we're both J names.

I'm Jeremy.

- Ten minutes.

- OK, so, did it work?

- No, it's still frozen.

- OK, well,
I'm gonna be home soon.

- OK.

Oh, hey, um,
would you mind, like,

grabbing some snacks or
something since you're there?

- Somebody got the munchies?

- It's a good one.
- OK, thank you!

- Bye.

- Give me your patches.

- What?

- Your Fentanyl patches, now.

- Um...

Oh God, they're in a...

It's a--it's a time-delay safe.

- How long?
- Not a minute. Not even...

Please don't hurt me. - Shut up.

- Hey, Au--aunt
Sophie, where's Mom?

- I'm actually just
on the phone with her.

- Why is Max up?

No, he needs to be
in bed right now.

(Breathing heavily)

- You know, they say that
if you stare at each other

for 4 minutes straight,

you'll fall in love.

Maybe for you, give her six.

(Grunting)

OK, jeez! Take it easy, man.

- You wanna die?

- I can't say I haven't
thought about it.

- (Whispering): He's got a gun.
- What's going on?

(Screaming)

- Hey! No. No. Nobody move! No!

- Nobody has to get hurt.
- You stay out of this.

- Karen? - Don't move!

- No! - Karen, can you hear me?

- Why don't you take what you
want and be on your way? OK?

(Breathing heavily)

No!

(Gasping)

- Karen? Are you still there?
Karen?

(Breathing heavily)

- Freeze!

(Screaming)

- Ma'am, are you all right?

(Breathing heavily)

- You OK?

(Breathing heavily)

- (Officer): Do not move!

Put your hands on
top of your head!

- Yeah, yeah.

(Officer talking on
radio, indistinct)

- Can we give you a ride home?
- Uh, no, I'm OK. Thank you.

I live, uh, a couple blocks
away, on 10th, so...

- Well, if we need
anything, we'll be in touch.

Hey, you're a lucky lady.

- Oh, um...

- Hey!
Where do you think you're going?

- I need to thank her quickly.

- I need to get your statement.

- It will only take a second.

Please don't touch me, please.

- All right, all right. You OK?

- I'm fine.

Can I please get her
name and number, then?

- Um...

- Her name and number.

- No, I can't do that, sir.

(Sighing)

(Line ringing)

- Hello,
you've reached the personal line

for Dr. Koerner.

Please leave me a
message after the tone.

(Voicemail beeping)

- Doctor, it's--it's
me, it's Jeremy.

You will never guess what
happened to me tonight.

Ah! Give me a call back.

I--I--I'd love to
tell you about it. OK.

(Jeremy chuckling)

(Exhaling slowly)

- I don't know what got into me.

That was so irresponsible!

- Don't you mean heroic? - No.

I'm all that Max
has got left now.

- Hey...

- No, no. I didn't mean
that you're not a lifesaver.

Of course you are. My God.

I just mean he's not
your responsibility.

- I don't see him as
my responsibility.

He's my nephew.

And you should know

that if anything were
to ever happen to you,

I mean, I'd look after him.

(Sighing)

- OK, well,
I should go and check on him.

I still have to get
this file done tonight.

- I'm sure your
boss will understand

if it's a little late.

- OK, well, I can't afford
to have him understand.

I need him to give
me this promotion.

- You just went through
a traumatic event.

- And if I start
slacking off now,

I'm going to be going through
another traumatic event

in a couple of weeks.

- Which is?

- The mortgage is
up for renewal.

And the bank needs
me to requalify.

- Isn't that automatic?

- Not when the main
breadwinner dies.

(Clears throat)

- What happens if
you don't get it?

- They make me sell the house.

- Why didn't you say anything?

- Because if I
get the promotion,

this whole problem goes away.

- OK, well,
what are you waiting for?

Go upstairs,
kiss your son goodnight

and get back to work.

- Thank you.

(Whispering):
Goodnight, sweetheart.

- Mom?

- Oh, I didn't mean to wake you.

- Are you OK? - I'm fine.

- What happened?

- Um...

(Clears throat)

You know what? It was nothing.

We got disconnected
for a moment,

and your aunt Sophie
got really worried,

but I'm fine.

OK?

So, you go back to bed,

and I'm gonna go put a treat
in your lunch for tomorrow.

OK...

(Phone ringing,
men and women chatting)

I have the files here.
- Already?

You must have been up all night.

- Oh,
I know I probably look like it.

(Chuckling)

- Impressive! Nice work!

- Thank you, Rob.

- Oh, and Lance is out
of the office today.

Um, would you mind taking
care of one of his clients?

The guy's got questions
about the audit prep.

- Yeah, of course.
When is he coming in?

- He's in the board room now.

- Oh!

- Yeah, is that a problem?
- No, not at all.

Great!

- Oh, Karen!

Do you want to sign
this card first?

We're having a birthday thing
for Bernadette at lunch.

- Oh, sure! Yeah.

- (Man): Tell you what,
let me bring it by tomorrow.

- Sorry to keep you waiting.
- Hi! It's no problem.

- Oh! Oh my God!

- Are you OK?
- I'm fine, I'm fine.

No, no! I got it.
- Here, let me help you.

- No, no, no, no!
I'm--I'm OK. Thank you.

I'm OK. I got it.

I'm so sorry about that.
- It's no problem.

- Please sit down.

(Sighing)

- You sure?
- Yeah. I'm so sorry.

(Birds chirping)

- Hey! - Oh!

- Oh! I'm so sorry.
I didn't mean to scare you.

It's--it's Jeremy.

The guy whose life you saved.

- Right.
Yeah, you look a little different.

- I feel different.

I feel like a new
man, thanks to you.

- Um,
how did you know where I live?

- I don't. I--I--I didn't.

I just--I--I live in the
area, actually,

and I was driving by, and, um...

This is so weird.

I--I don't even know your
name, actually.

- Karen. - Karen!

It's really good to see you
again, Karen.

(Chuckling)

You look well.

(Clears throat)

- Thank you.

- How have you been?

- Since last night?

(Laughing)

Uh, tired. Busy.

- Well, what can I do to help?

- With what? - Anything!

Uh, you know what?

Let me--let me back up a little bit.
Um...

You didn't just save
my life last night.

You know?

You--you really saved my life.

- OK, well, I'm just really glad
that, um, everything worked out.

- I--I--I was stuck. Um...

It was like I--I was trapped
inside of a rock in my life.

I couldn't get out.

And--and then you came
along, and you just...

You cracked it wide open.

I--I--I'm so grate--grateful.

- My crew is here... - Hey!

- ...so I should get going.

- Who do we have here?

- Uh, this is my sister-in-law,
Sophie, and this is my son, Max.

And this is Jeremy.

- It's a pleasure to meet you.

- Hi!

- I really like your kicks.
- Thanks!

- Are those the,
um, Lot Forty Fours?

- They are indeed. Good eye.

- I didn't think that
they were out yet.

- They're not.

Uh, the company used
to be a client of mine,

so sometimes,
they'll send me samples.

- Lucky.

- Well,
they certainly are colorful!

- Max, do you know that
your mom is a hero?

- Hmm?

She stood in front of a gun for me.
We could have died.

- What?

- OK,
can we bring him inside now?

- Yep! Come on, pal!
- Thank you!

- Nice to meet you, Max! Sophie.

- All right.

- I'm sorry.
Did I say something?

- You know,
I was just really trying to spare him

all the grizzly facts, so...

- Oh, of course! I am so sorry.

(Scoffing)

Look, Karen,
my point in all of this

is to say that I--I really
want to pay you back.

- That's really not necessary.

- What do you need more
than anything in the world?

- Look, I--I appreciate the gesture.
I really do.

But what I really need right
now is just to go inside.

- OK, I--I know that
I just swooped in

and I dropped this on you.

And--and we don't have to
solve everything right now.

- There's really
nothing to solve.

(Sighing)

- Let me just take you to
dinner, at least.

Not like a date or anything.

- No, I--I didn't think, um...

What I mean is
dinner is actually

a really difficult time
for me to get away.

- Well, lunch then.

I could bring
something to your work.

You've gotta eat, right?

- I--I don't know. I'm...

(Inhaling deeply)

- Karen, we shared a crazy
experience last night.

And--and, um...

You know, it would really
just mean a lot to me

if we could share a meal.

- So, that was kind of
weird, right?

- You did just save
the guy's life.

- Right. And now I have
to have lunch with him.

- Come on! It's just lunch.

I mean,
you can afford to take a break

and let someone do
something nice for you.

- I should have asked him
to send me to the spa.

(Thudding sound)

Mmm. I'll be right back.

Can you put these away, please?
- Mm-hmm.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

- Hey, Calvin!

Listen, uh, the bank called,

and your rent check
bounced again.

- No way! - Way!

- I guess I don't have it now.

- Do you know when you will?

- Soon!
Yeah, I'll let you know for sure.

- Listen, you know,
every time you do that,

the bank charges me $35.

- It's fine.

- What do you mean, "It's fine"?

- I'll get you the money
as soon as I get the money.

- OK, can you tell
me, like, when?

- Look, lady,
I don't know right now. OK?

What more do you want me to say?

- I--I want you to tell me
when I'm gonna get the rent.

- I gotta go.

(Thudding sound)

- Honey, what are you doing?

Mmm, not talking to me, huh?

Look, if I get this promotion,

then we can afford to
get you your room back.

Look, I'm not sorry, you know.

Because keeping things from you

doesn't mean that I
don't trust you, OK?

No? OK.

(Phone chiming)

(Sighing)

(Sirens wailing in distance)

(Exhaling sharply)

- Karen!

- Hi!

Wow, that is quite the spread!

(Laughing)

- Yeah,
I--I wasn't sure what you wanted,

so I got a bunch of things.

- I can see that! - Yeah.

- It's very impressive.

(Sighing)

You know, I would have
been happy with just subs.

- Oh, I got those too!

Uh, capicola and veggie.

- Uh, thanks!

I think I'm going to start off,

uh, with a bit of the
tuna, if that's all right.

- Of course! Of course. - OK.

- Your wish is my tartare.

(Chuckling)

I'm sorry. I...

(Laughing)

That was stupid.

I--I don't even know what
that's supposed to mean.

I--I'm a little bit nervous,
uh, in case you can't tell.

(Laughing)

- It's OK.

- So, um, Karen,
what do you do here?

- Me, I am, um,
an account manager for an auditing firm.

- How did you get
into doing that?

- My husband died, uh,
about a year ago, um,

after a short,
rather one-sided battle with cancer.

And I needed to get back to
work, so...

It's not like this is my
dream or anything like that,

but, uh, it's OK.

- What was your dream?

(Inhaling deeply)

- I had it. It was my family.

Uh, I know that might not sound
very cool or anything like that,

but I--I really just loved
being a full-time mom.

I didn't know that I would.
It wasn't part of the plan.

I actually wanted to
start my own business,

but as soon as Max came along,

I don't know, something clicked,

and I just wanted to
be there for all of it.

- Well,
he seems like a great kid.

And you must be a great mom.

- Oh, well,
if you asked my sister-in-law,

she would tell you

that I am an overprotective
helicopter parent.

- Does she have kids?

(Laughing)

- Uh, I don't think

that she's going to be
the settling-down type.

- Then what does she know?

- Yeah.

- I mean,
you have every right to be worried.

The world is a very
dangerous place.

- Right?

I'm almost ready to cave in
on getting him a cell phone

so at least I know where he is.

(Laughing)

So, tell me, how does it feel
to be retired at, what, 30...

- Oh, 6.

Uh, you know,
it's actually been, um,

terrible, actually.

- Dare to dream!

- Maybe it would have been
better had it been my choice.

I started the company with
my best friend from college.

Then, curiously,
right before we were about to go public,

he decided he no longer
wanted to be partners.

So he triggered the buyout
clause in our contract,

which he wrote.

Basically dumped me
out like garbage.

- That sounds like a real betrayal.
I'm sorry.

- It was.

It's unlike anything
I've ever experienced.

- Any family?

- The company was my family.

My friends, everything.

Then it was just... gone.

- Mmm.

(Chuckling)

(Tires screeching)

- Hey, hey! What's the occasion?

- Lance! Hey!

Uh, sorry,
this is my friend Jeremy.

Jeremy, Lance. - Hello!

- Don't mean to interrupt.

Just surprised to see
you back at work so soon.

- I'm fine.

- Great! - Yeah.

- I spoke to that client,

and he's cool with
everything that happened.

- Oh!

- He's married, so he gets it.

(Lance chuckling)

- Gets what?

- You know, that, uh,
people can be emotional.

- People... - Yeah.

Did I say something wrong?

(Chuckling)

- Uh, no, Lance, you're fine.

- Great!

Because I want you to know
that no matter which way

this whole department
head thing goes,

I respect the hell out of you.

- Well, thank you.
That means a lot.

- Good! So, uh, duty calls,

but, uh, you guys enjoy
the rest of your little...

picnic.

Hey, are those marcona almonds?

- Help yourself.
- Thanks, big guy!

I love these little things. Mmm!

Oh! It's the oil, right?
So good!

(Chuckling)

- Oh God!

(Chuckling)

- Who's that guy?

- That guy, uh, he would be my
competition for the promotion.

Mm-hmm.

- Well, I'm sure you don't
have anything to worry about.

- Well,
I do have the best results,

but, uh,
he's been here longer than me

and he's bros with the boss.

So I'm the underdog.

- Hmm.

- Well,
I should really get going too.

- Already? Oh. - Yeah, I'm...

- I mean,
you barely ate anything.

- I'm sorry.
There's a lot going on right now.

But, uh, thank you for this.

It was very nice.

- Uh, yeah. - OK.

- Um, you know,
if you need anything,

anything at all,
you have my number.

Uh... - OK.

- Do you mind if
come in with you?

Um, I--I--I just, uh,

I need to use the restroom
and wash my hands.

- Uh, yeah, sure. Of course.

- Great!

(Chuckling)

- Just this way. - Yeah.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

(Lance talking, indistinct)

(Dog barking)

Yeah.

Brother, you are talking
to the right guy, OK?

All right.

Yeah, anything you need, bro.
Don't worry about it!

All signs point to yes.

- All right. Not a problem!

You got it, bro!

(Dog barking)

(Laughing)

♪ ♪ ♪

(Women talking, indistinct)

- (Woman): I'm good, good!
How are you?

- Max?

- Hey!
- Hey! I thought that was you.

What are you doing here?

- Oh,
it's where I go for karate.

- Oh, no way!

I--I, uh,
I go to yoga right around here.

- Oh, cool!

- It's funny running into you,

'cause, um, actually,
I--I got something for you.

- Really? What is it?

- Well, I mean,
it's supposed to be a surprise.

Should I just tell you? - Yeah.

- I got you a pair
of these bad boys.

- No way!

- Yeah. - Where are they?

- They're at my apartment.

I mean, I didn't know I
was gonna run into you.

Otherwise, I would have...

- Could we go get them?

- I mean, it's fine by me.

Isn't someone supposed to pick you
up, though?

- Yeah, my aunt Sophie.
But I could call her.

Be right back! - OK.

(Phone ringing)

(Clears throat)

- Max, hi! Um, I'm almost there.

- Actually,
do you think it would be OK

if I walked home today?

- Are you by yourself?

- No, I'm with a friend.

- Fine! You don't want
to hang out with me.

I'll just go see
my other friends.

Um, your mom left dinner
for me to heat up for you.

Do you think you could
do it on your own?

- I'm not sure.

- Just call me when
you're ready to eat,

and I'll walk you through it.

- OK. - All right!

I will see you later, then!

Oh, and, um, let's maybe not
tell your mom about this.

- Yeah.
I think that's a good idea.

- Bye! - Bye!

(Door opening)

All right, let's go! - OK!

(Men talking in
distance, indistinct)

- Hi!

Did you see anybody
drop this off?

- No. But I just got
back from my break.

- What is it? - Uh, it's...

- There you are!
Do you have a minute?

- Yes! Thank you.

- So, do--do they fit?

- Yeah, I still can't believe
you got me these. Thank you.

- I'm glad you like them.

Do you like video games?
- Oh! Yeah!

- You ever played Ninja Raid?

- Ah! I'm the best at that.

- I guess we'll just see about
that, won't we?

Why don't you run to the
fridge and get us some sodas?

I'll set it up.

- Are you sick?

- Not anymore, my friend.

OK...

- So, we've made the
decision on the new position,

and, uh,
we've decided to go with Lance.

- Oh.

- I know you've been busting
your butt around here.

- Is this because of what
happened with Lance's client?

- No, no, of course not. It...

It's just that, well,
Lance has been with us longer,

and management requires a
different set of skills.

- Uh, he certainly
does have some skills.

The fact I've posted
the best numbers

in the last 3 quarters doesn't--

- I can understand
you're disappointed.

- Yeah. Yeah,
I was really counting on this.

- Well, listen,
this isn't the end.

Uh, we're going to be
doing another full review

this time next year.

Everything OK?

- Yeah.

I'm sorry.
I'm just, uh, just processing.

- Of course. They say it's
good to feel your feelings.

- So, is that the final call?
- Pretty much.

- Yeah.

- Thank you for considering me.

I should probably
get back to work.

- Thanks, Karen!
I mean, you really are doing great.

(Sobbing)

(Exhaling slowly)

(Sighing)

- Max!

Max!

There you are!
I was calling for you.

- Hey, Karen!

- Uh, what the hell is going on?

- Uh, nothing! Max was just
showing me some of his drawings.

- Why?

- Uh, I--I ran into
him after his class,

and I offered him a ride home.

- Wasn't Aunt Sophie supposed
to pick you up today?

- Yeah, but I called her.

- What are those on your feet?

- Um...

- Oh, I was--I was gonna
ask you about that,

but then, uh,
I happened to see him,

and I just--I thought
that, uh...

Well, I hope it's OK.

- Why don't we talk about
that on the way out?

OK? - Yeah.

Bye, Max! - Bye!

- I--I actually
already had the shoes.

They were just--they were--they
were too small for me, so...

- Oh, I just wish you
would have asked me first.

That's all. - I...

Look, Karen,
while I'm admitting to things,

um, Max told me that you
were having some problems

with your computer, so I--I...

I took the liberty
of fixing it for you.

- You didn't need the
password to do that, did you?

- Uh, well, Max gave it to me.

- I did not know that
Max knew what it was.

- I--I had to set you a new one,
though, because of the reboot.

- But you--you can
change it easily enough.

Uh, you--you can change
it back if--if you want.

Look, I--I hope I didn't overstep.
Um...

- What's your secret?

- Huh?

- With Max. - Oh.

- I mean, he has never shown
that scrapbook to anybody,

not even Sophie.

I mean, certainly not me.

- Wow. Um...

Yeah, I guess I just--I
talk to him like a person.

Uh, not to say that you don't.

I'm sorry. I...

You know what? Being a guy and
not his mom probably helps.

And--and, you know,
buying his affection

with shoes doesn't hurt either.

- Hmm. Noted, yes.

Yeah. Well...

- Oh, I forgot to ask.

Uh, the promotion,
how did that go?

- Uh, didn't get it.

- Really?

I--I am surprised.

- You know, there was a small
part of me that was too.

- I thought you had everything
you, uh, you needed.

(Door opening)

- Oh, sorry. - Ah! Calvin!

Would you mind waiting
here for just a moment?

- Yeah. - Thank you.

Is that a new shirt?

- It is! You like it?

- I might,
if you were caught up on the rent.

- I told you, you'll get it.

- I don't understand how you
can afford to buy new clothes,

uh, and not pay the rent.

- What are you, my mom now?

- Hey, Calvin,
that's totally inappropriate.

- Well, your harassment
is wildly inappropriate.

- Are you kidding me?

I'm the landlord!
You owe me money!

- OK, it feels like harassment.

As a tenant,
I have a right to quiet enjoyment.

And I have a witness.

You'll back me up, right, buddy?

- Uh, I--I don't even know you.

- OK,
just leave him out of this.

- OK, I told you you'll
get it as soon as I get it.

How many more times
can I tell you?

- Are you OK? - No.

But that's about all, uh,
I can handle for today.

(Door opening)

- Hi! - Hey!

You have any issues
picking up Max today?

- Did something happen?

- Did you not even know
he was with Jeremy?

- What?

I mean, he told me

that he was gonna be
coming home with a friend.

- Are you high? - No.

OK, a little.

Whatever. What's the big deal?

My friend drove my car home.

- I...

(Sighing)

I can't have you
undermining me like that.

If you say you're gonna pick him
up, then you pick him up.

- You're right. I'm sorry.

- I have to be able to trust
you, Sophie.

- It won't happen again.

- OK.

- I, um, I got your text. I...

I'm so sorry about your job.

- Thanks.

- I also wanted
to give you this.

I think it's time that I
start paying rent around here.

- I don't.
- It's been over a year.

- And I wouldn't
have been able to

get through all of that
stuff with David without you.

And to be completely honest,

this wouldn't make much
of a difference, so...

- Do you know what
you're gonna do?

- Can I show you something?

- Wow! - Mm-hmm.

- This is all Lance? - Yeah.

- Oh! I mean,
not exactly illegal, but...

- Might depend on the state.

I mean, it's certainly
enough to destroy a marriage.

Unless one of those women
wearing a mask is his wife.

- I mean,
some of this does kind of look fun.

- If this got out,
it would not be fun for our clients.

They are public companies,

and they are basically

in the business of
avoiding scandals.

- Mmm.

Well, do you have to show
this to your boss then?

- Ugh. It just feels dirty.

- What if it just kind
of, you know,

showed up anonymously?

- OK,
do you think Lance deserves

to have his life ruined

so that I can keep the house?

- What if you showed it to him
and let him decide what to do?

- And then, what,
commit felony extortion?

Not to mention, the bigger question
is, why do I have this?

Is there someone out
there trying to hurt him

or is this someone
trying to help me?

(Inhaling deeply)

- What about Jeremy?

- I thought about that.
He only met Lance yesterday.

It's--it's a bit of
a stretch to think

that he could put this whole
thing together in one night.

Don't you think?

- Not if you know where to look.

- Not if you know where to look.

I mean, isn't he, like,
a cybersecurity guy or something?

- Was, anyway, yeah.

(Sophie exhaling sharply)

- Just be careful. - Of what?

- I don't know.

I'm just--I'm just seeing this
all for the first time myself.

It's just...

- Crazy, right?

(Sighing)

(Exhaling slowly)

- All right,
everybody, listen up!

I would like to do a full
review of our client charts,

so I'm gonna need you all

to send me your
complete notes history

from the past two quarters.

- Um...

- Karen! - Why?

- I literally just said.

- No,
you just said what you wanted,

but not why you wanted it.

- I want to make sure
they're being done correctly.

What?

- If our numbers are good,
which I believe they are,

this just kind of seems
like a make-work project.

- Oh! Well,
I'm sorry if you feel like

you're being made
to work at your job.

- What are you expecting to see?

- I don't know, Karen.

But this is an auditing company.

We expect transparency
from our clients.

We should have it
amongst ourselves.

- I have no problem
with transparency.

But you're asking us
to go back 6 months

just so that you can
look over our shoulders.

It just kind of seems like
a waste of all of our time.

- Can I talk to
you for a second?

- Sure! - In my office?

- OK.

(Inhaling deeply)

(Inhaling deeply)

- Ah, Karen, Karen, Karen!

I really hoped this wouldn't
be a problem for you.

- Uh,
what wasn't gonna be a problem?

- Working for me.

- Lance, that's not the problem.

- Ah, it's all right.

I knew there'd be a certain
amount of sour grapes.

But I can't have you
poisoning the well.

- I'm not poisoning the well.

- Good!

Then stop giving me guff
and get me your logs!

- "Guff"?

- If you've got nothing to hide,

you've got nothing
to worry about!

- Karen? - Uh, yes?

- Your son's school
is on Line 3.

- Oh, thank you.

- Thank you, Karen.

(Grunting)

- (Karen): A fight? Is he OK?

- He's upset.
Apparently, it started over Max's shoes.

- Uh, I don't understand.

- He was being
teased about them.

He hit another boy,
which started a fight.

So we have to send him home.

- Ah! Well,
that doesn't sound like Max.

- It surprised us too.

There's just one other thing:

He no longer has his shoes.

- What--what happened?

- Neither of the
kids are saying.

- So he has no shoes?

- Not at this time, no.

Are you able to come
and pick him up?

(Sighing)

- I--I'm sorry.

I just got called into work,

but, um,
I'll only be a few hours.

- Oh, don't worry about it.
I'll figure it out.

- OK. OK.

- Hey, tick tock.

- Yeah, yeah.
Just give me a minute.

(Sighing)

- Yeah, of course.

Say no more. I'm on my way.

- I really appreciate it.
Thank you.

- Did you try any of
those karate moves?

- Well, yeah,
but they didn't really work.

- That's the problem
with a street fight.

People don't play by the rules.

- Yeah.

- The only rule
in a street fight

is you do whatever
it takes to survive.

- You mean like playing dirty?

- Exactly.

- Have you ever been in,
like, a street fight?

- Uh, well, I guess that's
sort of how I met your mom.

You know, if it wasn't for
her, I'd be dead right now.

- Really?

- Yeah, she stood up for me.

No one's ever done
that for me before,

not even my own mom.

You know, Max, I get the sense

that things have been
a little bit rocky

between the two of you lately.

- Yeah, I guess.

- You know she loves you, right?

- Yeah,
but she treats me like a baby.

- Well, I think it's just
'cause she's pretty stressed out

and, you know, she can't see
things very clearly right now.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

And then, when you're mad at
her, and she knows that,

it makes her more stressed
out, you know?

- Yeah.

- But that's what I'm here for.

I'm here to help her out
so that she can relax

and you guys can have fun again.

And I'm here to
help you out too,

which means that I'm
gonna get your shoes back.

- Really? How?

- You just leave that to me, OK?

- OK.

- Here, you drive.
Actually, it drives itself.

(Laughing)

- Hey,
you wanna come in and hang out?

- Um, I mean,
don't you have homework to do or...

- What if I get it done fast?

- OK.

Hey, um, I just need to use
the bathroom real quick, OK?

- OK, it's-- it's upstairs.

(Door opening, closing)

- What are you doing?

(Sighing)

- You still owe
Karen money for rent?

- What do you care?

- She's my friend.

(Chuckling softly)

- What kind of friend?

- What do you care?

- Touché.

(Sighing)

Yeah, that's what I thought.

(Door opening, closing)

(Sighing)

- Hey! Do you want to
take a quick study break

and play some Ninja Raid?

- Uh, sure,
but you wanna go first?

My turns always take forever.

- I don't know. I think you
might have gotten lucky before.

- Yeah right!

- Prove it! - OK!

- But, uh,
wear the headphones, though,

so you don't disturb
your mom's tenant.

- (Man on headphones):
Ninja Raid!

(Man shouting and
grunting on headphones)

- (Calvin): What?

- You need to pay.

(Laughing)

- It sounds so ominous.

"You need to pay."

- You need to pay or
you need to leave.

- Yeah?

Yeah, what are you gonna do?

You gonna fight me?

- Just pay her what you owe her!

- Oh, I--I will.

- That's not good enough.

- Who are you, anyway? - Hey!

Don't bully me!

(Laughing)

- Don't--don't bully you?
- Yeah!

- Yeah?
What-what are you, 13? Huh?

- Stop.

- Huh? - Stop it!

Stop! - Huh?

- Oh God!

(Breathing heavily)

Calvin!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Hey!

I'm sorry!

(Breathing heavily)

It's OK!

Hey, wake up!

Oh God! Oh God!

(Breathing heavily)

OK, OK. Come on.

(Grunting)

(Grunting)

OK.

(Breathing heavily)

(Grunting)

- Hello?

Anyone home?

(Breathing heavily)

Hello!

- Hi, Aunt Sophie! - Hi!

(Laughing)

(Breathing heavily)

Jeremy?

Calvin?

- Whoa!

(Gasping)

- Oh!
You scared the crap out of me!

- You too! Oh my God!

- You didn't hear
me call your name?

- Oh, I--I...

I heard you call Calvin's name.

Everything OK?

- What are you doing down here?

- Karen asked me to
pick up Max from school.

And I--I figured I
would make dinner,

so I-I came down to see

if there was anything
in the freezer.

- That's all right.

You don't have to
worry about it.

- OK!

Well, I'll just put these back,
and, uh, I'll meet you upstairs.

OK?

- Are you OK? - I'm great!

- Great.

- OK, I'll just put these back.

(Bones cracking)

- You coming?

- Uh, in a second!

(Breathing heavily)

- Sorry that you
never got your turn.

- No, you're not.

- I told you I was good!

- You didn't have
to tell me that.

And, uh, I'll get you those shoes
back, OK, buddy?

- OK. - All right.

- Thanks again. - Yeah.

- Please leave me a
message after the tone.

- Doctor! Hey! It's me, Jeremy.

Um, I'm in a little
bit of a pickle jar,

and I didn't know
who else to call.

Um, so, yeah,
I'm in a bit of a--bit of a jer,

uh--uh, in a jar.

Um...

(Inhaling deeply, exhaling)

I tried the old
breathing exercises,

and they don't seem
to be working well.

Uh, maybe you know
another technique?

I could really use someone

to talk to right
now, and, uh, yeah.

It would just be...

It would be really great if you
could just give me a call back.

- (Woman on voicemail): To
mark message urgent, press 1.

To mark message
confidential, press 2.

Sorry you're having trouble.

(Voicemail beeping)

(Sighing)

- Hi, Karen!
I have a Jeremy here to see you.

- Jeremy!

- Karen, um,
I just wanted to let you know

that everything went great
with getting Max today.

- Uh, how is he?

- Uh, he was, uh,
a little upset, yeah.

Uh,
but we talked things through,

and I think he's doing
a lot better now.

- Ah.

OK, well, thank you again
for, uh, driving out there

on such short notice.

Um, but, you know,
you didn't have to

come all the way down
here to tell me that.

- No. No, I know.
I know. I just...

I had an idea, actually.

Uh, I--I know how stressed
out you've been lately.

Um, I...
- Is everything all right?

- Yeah! Everything's fine.

Um, no, I was just thinking

that I have a place down
in the Finger Lakes.

Uh, it's only a
couple of hours away.

And I thought maybe
the three of you

might like to get away
for a couple of days.

It's quiet and
it's--it's peaceful.

And you'd have the whole
place to yourselves.

And you could actually
go this weekend.

- Wow! That's very generous.

I'm sure it's very beautiful,

but I think, uh, right now

I need to focus on, uh,
figuring out my whole work situation.

- Right. Right.

Well, it's an open invitation,

so whenever you get your
work situation figured out,

you just...

- Thank you.

Um, on that note,
I should probably get back to--

- Yeah, there's one other thing.
Uh...

I think I might have, uh,
upset Sophie a little.

- What happened?

- Oh, it was nothing, really.

Max wanted a snack,

and I went to go
get him something.

She came home.
I didn't hear her.

And we sort of
startled each other.

- I'm sure it's nothing.
I'm sure it's fine.

- There's one other thing. Uh...

(Chuckling)

I'm sorry. Um...

And I'm not sure I know how
to, um...

how to ask this,
uh, politely, um...

- OK. Just-- just say it.

- Do you think it's possible

that Sophie might have a
substance-abuse problem?

- Uh, why would you ask me that?

- You know what?
I'm sure it's nothing.

And if it weren't for Max
being in the house, I--I...

I mean,
it would be none of my business.

- What happened?

- Nothing happened.

I just noticed that her
pupils were dilated.

Right?

And, you know, it could have
been from our little mishap.

You know what? I--I--I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have said anything.

It's probably me being paranoid.

- Probably.

Um, but I appreciate
you looking out, so...

(Inhaling sharply)

- I've taken too much
of your time already.

I should go.

- OK.

- Do think about
those Finger Lakes.

Thank you for coming
on such short notice.

- Oh, it's you.

(Chuckling)

All right, bro,
what's this about?

- Check your phone.

Your phone.

(Chuckling)

- That's not me.

- Come on, Lance,
don't be so modest.

- Oh, I swear. It isn't me.

- Save the sales
pitch for your wife.

(Chuckling)

- What do you want?

- You took something

that belongs to a very
dear friend of mine.

I want you to give
it back to her.

- I didn't take anything.
- You took her job, Lance.

- Huh.

So, Karen put you up to this?

- No, she didn't.
And she doesn't know I'm here.

She's not gonna find out either.

- So, what do you want?

You want me to quit my job?
- No.

I just--I want you to
decline the position.

I want you to recommend the
person who's most deserving.

(Chuckling)

- That's it?

- I'm not a monster, Lance.

I'm just giving
you the opportunity

to do the right thing.

(Inhaling deeply)

- Well, what if I don't?

- You wanted to see me?

- Uh, please close the door.

Uh... Lance is dead.

- What? - His wife just called.

- How? - He killed himself.

(Gasping)

- Oh my God!

- Can you believe it?

- No.

Did he leave a note or anything?

- Yeah, it was pretty
vague, though.

It just said: "I'm sorry."

- I'm so sorry, Rob.

I know that you
guys were friends.

- Yeah, well, not as close as I
thought, apparently.

I mean, he has two kids.

(Sighing)

Were there any, like,
rumors going around?

- About what?

- I don't know. Uh, anything.

- Um, not that anyone
shared with me, no.

- Look, um,
I know this isn't exactly

how you wanted to get this,

but would you be willing to
take over as department head?

- Absolutely. Mmm.

- Thank you.

(Sighing)

- (Sophie): Congratulations?
What?

I mean, look,
I know it's terrible,

but it's not like
it's your fault.

- No, I--I just...

I can't help but think
I'm, like,

at least partly responsible.

- That's because
that's what you do.

- Excuse me?

- You take responsibility

for things that have
nothing to do with you.

- OK, well, if I had nothing
to do with Lance's suicide,

why do I have this?

- Mmm, well,
did you show it to anyone?

- Of course not.

- Then...

I mean,
at least now you have a new job,

you get to keep your house,

and it's not like you've
done anything wrong.

- You're welcome.

- I know.
No, no, you're right, I know.

But I still have this.

Do you think his family
would want to know the truth?

- Again, not your job.
- Right, OK.

- And if you show it to anyone,

all it's gonna do
is draw attention

to the fact that
you have a motive.

Not to mention pissing
off whoever it is

that wanted you to have this.

- Which has gotta be
Jeremy, right?

- I mean, he is the one who's
hell bent on trying to help you.

But it's kind of a very big
overstep, don't you think?

- Do you think I
should confront him?

- I think you
should cut him out.

- Really? - Yes.

You do what you want,

but I just think that
I should be the one

to pick up Max from
school and karate.

- Did something happen?
- No, I mean, not really.

I just...

I got a really weird vibe
from him when I came home.

- Because he said that you
guys had a bit of a bump.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

- When?

- He came by the office to
tell me that Max was OK.

It was actually kind of sweet.

- What did he say?

- He said he thought
he scared you,

and he felt bad about it.

(Scoffing)

- Like I said,
I'm gonna be the one

to pick up Max from now on.

- Speaking of,
guess who's getting their room back?

- Oh yeah. - Mm-hmm.

- Guess it's, uh,
time to kick that deadbeat out on his ass.

Although he may have
already kicked himself out.

I haven't seen him around
the past few days. Have you?

- So, what? He did, like,
a midnight move or something?

- And leave all
this stuff behind?

- Mmm.

- Ooh! Look what I found!

- What is this?

- Well, that looks like weed.

- I know this.

What are these, those pills?

- Um...

That looks like molly.

I will make sure to get
rid of this for you.

- No. I think I'm gonna take
that, if that's OK.

- Do you not trust me?

- I just don't want to
drag you into all of this.

That's all. - OK.

- I'm gonna call
him one more time.

(Phone vibrating)

You hear that? - Mm-hmm.

(Inhaling deeply)

- You wanna go for it?

- Nope! - All right.

Oh!

Well,
he certainly hasn't gone far.

(Thudding sound)

(Breathing heavily)

(Karen): Sophie, is that you?

- Oh!

(Breathing heavily)

Hey! Little man! - What?

- Nice shoes!
Where'd you get them?

- Screw off, you pedo!

- What? What did you call me?

- You heard me.

- Come here, you little-- - Hey!

- Shut up! Shut up! - Ow!

- Just give me your shoes.

- What? - Give me your shoes!

- OK, OK, here!

(Breathing heavily)

- If you even look at Max again,

I will--I will kill you
and your entire family.

Do you understand me?

I found you today.
I can find you again.

(Breathing heavily)

(Inhaling deeply,
exhaling sharply)

(Doorbell ringing)

Sophie, hey! Is Max home?

- Uh, yeah.

- I--I got something for him.

Also, I thought you might need
a little afternoon pick-me-up.

- Who is it? Hey!

- Hey!

Look what I found! - My shoes!

- Where'd you get those?

- I just happened to see
the kid wearing them.

- Wow, lucky! - Right?

Want to come in and
play some Ninja Raid?

- Oh, um, we don't have time
for that right now, sweetie.

- Oh, come on! Just one game!

Karate's not till 3:30.

Please!

(Laughing)

- Just one game! - OK!

(Sighing)

I mean,
thanks for getting me these back.

- Oh yeah, of course.
I--I said I would!

(Whispering): I just need you
to do one thing for me, OK?

(Chuckling)

(Jeremy whispering, indistinct)

- Hey, slow down!

What did I say? - Sorry!

- Thanks.

- Thanks for what?

- I was just thanking him
for being a good buddy.

(Chuckling)

- Right.

OK, time to go.

- But we didn't have
time to play our game.

- It's OK, Max.
We'll play again another time, OK?

- Exactly.

Because that's totally normal.

- Hey, Max,
don't forget to sit in the back seat

and buckle up, OK, buddy?

- We got it. Thanks.

- Have a good class!

Hi! I'd like to report
an impaired driver.

(Sophie breathing heavily)

- Sophie!

(Siren wailing)

- Oh! Oh my God! Are you OK?

- Yeah, are you? - Yeah.

Oh God. I just feel a
little--a little dizzy.

(Police siren wailing)

I'm--I'm gonna pull over, OK?
- Yeah.

Are we in trouble?
- No. No, Max.

This is--this is a good thing.

I am actually really
glad you're here,

because I just suddenly
started feeling really...

- Driver's licence
and registration.

- OK. Um...

I, um...

I think I might need
to go to the hospital.

Have you had anything to drink?

- No.
No, just, um, just a coffee.

- Any drugs? - No.

- Please step out of the car.

- I'm not--I'm not drunk. I...

- What's going on?

- Nothing, Max. It's OK.

Just sit tight, OK? OK.

(Sophie breathing heavily)

OK. Oh!

- OK, you're coming with me.

- You even had it framed.

- Yeah, just cheap and cheerful.

You can get it redone
professionally.

I just thought you should
have it sooner than later

for your new office.

- I can't believe
he gave this to me.

- Yeah. I think he just...

He misses you a lot,

and he doesn't know
how to reconnect.

- Did you talk to him about it?

- Yeah, I--I checked in with him

after I picked him up
from the school thing,

and again when I
got the shoes back.

- The shoes?

You got the shoes back?
How did you do that?

- He told me who took them.

And as you noted,

they're very difficult to miss.

- And he just gave them to you?

- Yeah.

(Chuckling)

- Wow!

(Both laughing)

Aw!

Thank you.

(Phone ringing)

Excuse me. - Yeah.

- Karen speaking.

(Karen): How could you do this?

- Easy. I--I didn't.

- Sophie, come on.
Don't do that.

- Come on, what? - Don't.

- Do you think I would do drugs,

and then take Max on a joyride?

- OK,
then tell me what happened.

- All I know is that
Jeremy comes over,

gives me a coffee,
and then half an hour later,

I feel like I'm gonna pass out.

- Jeremy. - Yes!

- Why would Jeremy want to drug
you, Sophie?

- I haven't exactly been shy
about my opinions of him.

- It doesn't make any sense.

- I'm beginning to think that

you just want to
believe that I did this.

- Why would I want
to believe that?

- I don't know!

Maybe because you still blame
me for wanting to support

David's decision to
die with some dignity.

- Dignity?

Is that what you call bailing
on your family? Dignity?

- He didn't bail. He got cancer.

- And he didn't fight it.

He got an out of his
responsibilities,

and he took it!

(Inhaling deeply)

- Is that really what you think?

- Why else wouldn't he
at least try to live?

- So that he could
spend his last days

with you and Max
in relative peace.

My brother loved you.

But you refused to accept that
unless it was on your own terms.

- You have no idea what
you're talking about.

- I was there.

And I saw how you were with him.

And you know what?

You are doing the exact
same thing with Max.

- Really? Exactly what is that?

- You're not letting
him have his own life.

And that's the irony.

You're trying so
hard to help him

that you're just robbing
him of the chance

of learning how to help himself.

- You've given this some
thought, huh?

- He's the reason I'm
still in the house.

Because I really want him

to be exposed to
another point of view.

- Well, you are certainly
being a great role model

for him right now, aren't you?

- Is Aunt Sophie in trouble?
- Yes.

(Max sighing)

- What did she do?

- Uh, well, she's being
charged with impaired driving

and for having
some illegal drugs.

- What's "impaired" mean?

- Uh, "weakened."

She wasn't in the right
state of mind to be driving.

- Well,
is she going to go to jail?

(Inhaling deeply)

- I hope not.

But at this point, honey,
I really don't know.

- Thank you. - For what?

- For telling me the truth.

- I'm sorry for not
doing that more.

- It's OK, Mom.

I know that all of this
has been super hard on you.

- And thank you for the drawing.
I loved it.

- You're welcome.

- Hey, how would you like
to have your old room back?

- Are you serious?

- That sounds like a yes. - Yes!

- Yeah? - Yeah!

- All right, there you go.

Why don't you go inside
and start the move?

I'll be right there. - OK.

(Phone ringing)

- Karen! - Hi, Jeremy!

- Hey!

- Listen,
I just wanted to apologize

for just running off like that.

- No, not your fault.
Is--is everything OK with Max?

- Yes, no, Max is fine.
Thanks in no small part to you.

- Oh, it--it's nothing, really.

- No, you've been a
good friend to him...

and to me.

- Wow, you have no idea
how happy it makes me

to hear you say that.

- Would you like to have
dinner with us tonight?

- I would love to.

(Chuckling)

Yes. - Great!

Um, I've got some steaks
in the freezer, so...

- Um, you know what?
You've had a long day.

Why don't we just
go out for dinner?

- No, I really don't mind.

- Actually, I'm,
uh, I'm kind of, uh,

trying to avoid
meat at the moment.

- Oh! OK. Uh, well,
did you have any places in mind?

- You leave that to me.
I'll text you.

- Great! OK. - Great!

(Exhaling sharply)

- Hey, Max! Is your foot OK?

- Yeah.

- Mmm, I thought I
just saw you limping.

- Oh, yeah, there's, like,

a little bump or
something in the shoe.

- OK, well, did you look for it?

- Yeah, I shook it for a
bit, but nothing came out.

- OK. I will look for it.

Um, I'm gonna be right
back, OK, hon?

- OK.

(Phone vibrating)

- Hey, Max,
I have to go out for a little bit.

Do you think that, uh,
you'll be OK here on your own?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

OK. Come here.

(Sighing)

I need you to promise me
that you're gonna stay here.

- Mm-hmm.

- And you're not gonna
answer the door for anyone,

even if you know who it is, OK?

- OK. - OK.

- I love you. - I love you too.

- Bye, sweetie.

(Line ringing)

- Hey! - Jeremy!

- Hey, Karen!

- Listen, um, I'm not gonna be
able to make dinner tonight.

I'm so sorry.

- Why? What's going on?

- Uh, well, you know,

Max got really upset about
the whole Sophie thing,

and he went for a walk,

and he hasn't come back home
yet, so...

(Sighing)

- I--I'll come and
help you look for him.

- No, I think I'm just
gonna wait it out a bit.

- Well,
I can bring some food over.

We can wait together.

- No, I think, uh, I'm not gonna
be very good company right now.

Rain check? - OK. Of course.

Uh, yeah, just--just, uh,
text me when he comes home, OK?

- Sure.

- Max!

Max! It's OK. It's Jeremy.

You're not in any trouble, OK?

(Sirens wailing in distance)

- I know what you did.

- Ka-karen.

I can explain.
- No, stay right there.

I don't want you to
explain anything.

I don't want you to
do anything else,

and I never did.

- But I helped you.
I helped you save your house.

- And I never asked you to.

God, I never asked
you to spy on my son.

I never asked you to put him in
the car with my sister-in-law,

who you drugged.

- Karen, please!

- Do you have any idea how
crazy all of this sounds?

They are charging her
with felony possession

and reckless endangerment.

- No, I--I didn't--

- I don't even want to know

what fear of God
you put into Calvin

that made him take
off without his phone.

And what's to stop me, Jeremy,

from going to the police
with that box of blackmail

that you sent me?

- Nothing.

(Breathing heavily)

I mean,
it's not like they can prove

where it came from anyway.

No...

Karen, Lance,
he was-- he was not a good guy.

And--and--and he did all
of those things, right?

- You stay the hell away
from me and my family.

- No! Karen-- - Stop!

- You saved my life.

And I know I can't ever
fully repay you for that,

but I needed to try.

- I don't need to be saved.

(Exhaling sharply)

- Kar...

(Stammering)

Kar...

Hi, uh, Doctor. It's me.

Uh, well,
I--I--I think I really--

I think I really
messed up this time.

And, um, I...

- Jeremy?

- Oh, uh, hi!
Doctor, you picked up!

Thank you so much!
Thank you so much!

I--I, uh...

- Jeremy,
you can't call this number again.

(Exhaling sharply)

- Why not?

- Because y ou're not
my patient anymore.

(Sighing)

- I know, I know.
Um, I just, uh...

The new doctor, he just...

He writes me scripts and
sends me out the door.

- I'm sorry,
but I can't help you.

And if you call
here one more time,

I will have to refer this
matter back to the police.

Do you understand?

Jeremy?

- (Sophie): Unbelievable!
- (Karen): Yeah.

You were right!

(Scoffing)

- Normally, I'd gloat.
But I'm in jail.

- How are you holding up?

- Not good.

- I am so sorry.
This is all my fault.

- I will accept your apology.

But more importantly,
your bail money.

- Hey, you know that
you would be out by now

if I had it, right?

- I know.

- How's your public defender?

- Uh, she's-- she's OK.

But I don't know. I...

I'm scared, Karen.

- Hang in there.

I spoke with Rob.
I told him about everything.

He's got a lawyer friend
that he's setting me up with.

They'll try to get
the charges dropped.

And in the meantime,

I am gonna do everything I
possibly can to get bail, OK?

- Thank you.

- And you were right about me.

I didn't have the courage

to let David die the
way that he wanted to.

Because I was so
scared of losing him.

I think that's why

I threw myself in front
of the gun that night.

It's like I could not
save the one person

that I needed to the most.

And I have been trying

to fight this unwinnable
fight ever since.

I am so sorry.

(Chuckling softly)

- Just don't stop
fighting just yet.

Because I need you to get
me the hell out of here.

(Both laughing)

Deal! - OK!

- Deal.

(Breathing heavily)

(Doorbell ringing)

- What are you doing here?

- Karen,
I am not a threat to you.

- You need to go!

- Everyone needs to be
saved, OK?

And I didn't believe that
until you proved it to me.

And I'm gonna do everything
I can to prove it to you too.

- OK, you need to leave right
away before I call the police.

- Karen! - No!

(Lock clicking)

- Hi! I'd like to post bail.

I'm wondering if someone here
could tell me how to do that.

(Door buzzing)

Here--here's the deposit
that we agreed upon.

After I come in
and save the day,

then I'll give you the
combination to the locker

where you can get the rest.

OK?

Whenever you're ready.

(Creaking sound)

- Max?

(Freezer buzzing)

(Screaming)

- Mom! - Max?

Max!

- Mom! - Max!

Oh God!

Let him go. - You remember me?

- Yes! Yes, I do.
Please, just let him go.

- I don't think so.

- It's OK, Karen.
- Oh my God, Jeremy!

- Do what she says
and let him go.

- What's going on?
What are you doing?

- I'm making good on my promise, Karen.
Let him go.

- Ah! - It's OK, Max.

- No, it's not OK, Max.

- Oh God! Please don't hurt him!

- What are you doing?

- Little change of plans.

- What plans?
What are you talking about?

- I went to jail 'cause of you.
- Deal with me.

This has nothing to do with him.

Please, just let him go!

- She's right! - Please!

- Put the gun down! - Shut up!

Your gun's not even loaded.

- What?

Oh God!

(Max grunting)

(Screaming)

Good boy, good boy! Run!

- Stop!

(Jeremy and man grunting)

(Breathing heavily)

(Gunshots)

- OK, come here. Look at me.

We've gotta get out, OK? - Yeah.

- You're gonna have to jump.
- What?

- Listen to me, baby.
You can do this, OK?

You can do this. I got you.

Let's go. Come on.

- Karen? Karen!

Where are you going?

- Good boy! There you go!
- Karen!

- OK, let go!

- Karen! Karen! - Oh!

- It's OK! I got him. - No!

- Let me help you!

- You want to help me?
Leave us the hell alone!

(Karen breathing heavily)

- Karen...

Karen!

- Let's go!

- Karen, wait! You're safe now!

(Breathing heavily, grunting)

- (Max): ♪♪ Hello ♪
- (Karen): ♪ Hello ♪

- ♪ My name is Joe ♪
- ♪ My name is Joe ♪

- ♪ And I work in
a button factory ♪

♪ I've got a wife,
a dog and a family ♪♪

(Chuckling softly)

What?

- Nothing! Nothing.

I'm just having a good time.
- Yeah, me too.

Hey, are you sure Aunt Sophie's

gonna like her
housewarming gift?

- Sophie's gonna love that.

- Hey!

Hey! Come on!

- Hey,
why don't we stop and help?

- Too soon.