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I'm not like the rest of you.

I never made any plans about
what I'd do when I grew up.

I never thought of being
married as you all did.

I couldn't seem to
imagine myself anything

but stupid little Beth
trotting about at home.

No use anywhere, but there.

I never wanted to go away.

The hard part now

the hard part now
is leaving you all.

I'm not afraid,

I'm not afraid,

but it seems,

it seems.

Goodbye Pearl.

- DNR.
- Excuse me?

She's DNR just in
case you didn't...

I'll get the doctor.

And she's not an organ donor,

so you know, no rush.

Thank you so much
for everything.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Bless you, Mrs. Cordova,

what you've done for us,
it truly is a miracle.

We should all take
comfort in knowing

that our suffering is over
and we, she can finally...

- Mrs. Cordova.
- Finally be at peace.

It's okay if you
need to cry too.

I know this is your
job but you don't have

- to be brave for us.
- You were Mama's angel,

- Mrs. Cordova.
- Okay.

Did we, oh crud.

Is this, is there...

Can we stop this, can
this stop happening?

- An angel among us.
- If you could just,

if this could just
stop happening.

- Mrs. Cordova.
- You're an angel.

Could just, can you...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for your loss.

What the hell is this?

Hold at night, we should,
no, oh god never gives you

more than you can handle.

So, yeah.

I think you should go now.

What is wrong with her?

What's wrong
with me?

You hired a complete stranger
to help your mother die

because none of you,

her loved ones understood her
well enough to provide a sense

of peace or dignity,

the bare minimum to get
her to finally let go.

Pearl found you condescending.

And you only called her when
she sent you birthday checks

and you, her only child,

you disappointed her Ellen,
just like in general.

She always related to Beth.

I think there was a lot more
Joe in her than she realized.

You probably didn't know
that was her favorite book,

did you?

I knew her for three days,
you had your whole life.

You blew it.

Get out!

I know the timing isn't ideal,

but I just wanted
to let you know

that we're offering a cash bonus

as part of our referral program.

So if you happen...

Did you mention
the referral program?

We'll get them next time honey.

Number three grocery
store, number two dog park

and number one church.

Interesting don't you think?

I'm not religious.

The article doesn't say
you have to be religious,

it's just pointing out
the best places to meet

nice single men.

I don't have a dog.

I know Lex, I know.

We need a secretary.

What?

As the CEO it's
not professional

for me to answer the phone
here and you, you know.

Would fuck it up.

You don't have a unique
skill set, no shame in that,

but the desk doesn't make any
sense without a secretary.

Maybe we should
get rid of the desk.

Think bigger, Lex.

We can't afford a secretary.

Whose fault is that?

I told them about
the referrals.

I know, I'm sorry
that wasn't fair.

I'm sure it'll ring soon.

I just think it'd
be nice you know,

the smell of fresh
coffee, when we arrive.

Comforting, feminine voice
greeting potential clients

over the phone,

the sound of a typewriter
clicking away...

- They're not all women.
- What?

Secretaries.

Of course, I know
that I shouldn't have,

it was just in my head, I was
picturing, but you're right.

In fact, a nice, well put
together man might be good too,

for you and us, the business.

And they're obsolete.

Men, or secretaries?

Typewriters.

You couldn't have studied
the note cards a bit more

before going in there.

I had them memorized
Dad, I really did.

- I know.
- I can't just,

you have no idea how
much it takes out of me

to just make the kind
of connection required...

I know, Lex, I know.

I bet if we talked to
someone at the university,

we could probably get an
intern so we don't have to pay,

but a real up and
comer, you know,

to bring a little
sunshine into this place.

What's wrong with this place?

Nothing per se,

you don't want a better life?

What?

I just think it might be
nice if we did better.

We do fine.

Yeah but better
would be better.

Someday, you're gonna
wanna settle down

and you should be set up to...

Dad.

You deserve to be happy.

- We should get a website.
- Why?

To help solidify our brand.

We don't have a brand.

Not yet, but with a website.

Dad.

You couldn't just be nice.

Look, I get it, the
note cards are there

just as a guide
and it's not easy

what you do, I know that,
you know, I know that,

but couldn't you just decide
to be nice to these people.

It's not that simple.

No, it is, it is, that's
really all it would take.

It's just, you just, you know,

you do your thing and
just shake a few hands,

maybe a hug, then leave.

They don't need a
goddamn Knute Rockne.

- Who?
- Knute Rockne.

Knute Rockne, come on.

The client gets it all.

- Lex.
- You know that.

- I just think that if...
- Fuck them,

fuck the rest of them,
I'm not there for them.

I can't give what I,

it takes everything,
I can't just do that

and then have some
polite chatter and just...

If you're not
happy doing this,

I didn't say that.
there are easier ways

- to make a living.
- Dad, it's not like

it's a choice.

Sorry.

You have a real gift,
you know that, right?

I think they'd

prefer the term
administrative assistant now.

- Who?
- Secretaries.

I still think we can make
that typewriter thing work.

I can't thank you
enough for Mrs. Cordova.

I can't thank you enough,
insert client's name here

for letting me be
apart of Nora's life.

- The Shaw's.
- What?

Darren and Kelly Shaw,
those are her parents,

you gotta I can't thank
you enough Mrs. Cordova.

I can't thank you enough,

Darren and Kelly for letting
me be a part of Nora's life,

It's such a profoundly
difficult moment.

God bless you, Mrs. Cordova.

- Oh come on.
- Lex.

God bless you. Mrs. Cordova.

- God is dead.
- Lex.

- Lex.
- Sorry.

God is dead Darren and Kelly.

Forget it.

You're not going to
take this seriously.

Come on Dad, she's a kid,

She's 17 that's all she gets

'cause what some
freakish blood condition?

I'll deal with
her parents okay?

You just, you do your thing.

One day, you'll be doing
this for me you know?

Oh Jesus Christ, Dad.

No, no, no, listen, I can't,

it would break my heart
to know I left you here

in this world alone,

without the ability to
take care of yourself.

That's all.

God closes a door,
he opens a window.

I nailed that shit!

A little more ice, I'm good.

I'm not a nurse.

Doctors can't get ice?

I'm not a doctor either.

- Then who are you?
- I'm...

Nevermind.

- My name is...
- What is this?

- Can I answer?
- What?

- You can't...
- Forget it.

- See...
- Just go.

- Can I just...
- I'm not doing this.

- Doing what?
- This, leave!

You're dying.

You're going to do that alone.

And while intellectually it
might be easy to rationalize,

it must be pretty difficult

trying to find comfort in
the fact that right now,

just this particular
moment, it's just your turn.

- I'm Lex, by the way.
- What the hell?

Why are you here?

This is what I do.

- You creep out dying girls?
- Are you creeped out?

I'm not not creeped out.

What are you like a
therapist or something?

Independent
contractor so to speak.

- Doing what?
- This.

What is this?

I meet with people
right before they die.

- Why?
- Peace of mind,

spirit, brief moment
of existential comfort,

it's what it says on
our business cards.

People call it all
sorts of stuff though.

Some people think it's
religious, magical

and other worldly channeling.

I don't know this thing I do.

- Sounds like bullshit.
- It's not.

So what you just stand there
until whatever's supposed

to happen, actually happens?

Pretty much, yeah.

- What if you run out of time?
- Never had that problem.

Not yet.

- You into swords?
- Aspiring Samurai.

Should have been my destiny
not some random ass blood thing

that doesn't even have a
foundation or a Wikipedia page

dedicated to it.

Bushido.

Man, it could have
been legendary.

Bushido?

Yeah you know, like the
way of the warrior, the code.

Righteousness,
courage, benevolence,

respect, sincerity, honor,
self-control, loyalty.

It's beautiful.

You talk a lot.

Well, you know

780 on the English
portion of my SAT

and I can't take
that with me so.

- What'd they try?
- To save me?

Antibiotics, more
antibiotics, transfusions.

I'm on some experimental
drug thing right now,

but I could totally
taste the placebo sugar.

I'm pretty sure you can't
actually taste the sugar in it.

- I was being hyperbolic.
- Oh.

What's the goal here again?

Peace.

Oh okay and you've
really never failed at it?

No.

So I'd like be forever
burned in your memory

as the one that got away?

There's still time.

You sure about that?

Honestly, I could have
died in that moment.

It's okay if you need to cry,

I understand no judgment.

- You smiled.
- No I didn't.

You did when you
were talking about

being burned in
my memory forever.

So what, is that like a crime?

No, it's a tell.

A tell, what does
that even mean?

You're afraid
they'll forget you.

- Who?
- I don't know, parents.

Oh please, they are
self obsessed dicks.

This whole thing is so
they can get closure.

I couldn't care less
how they remember me.

- Siblings?
- Only child.

Friends, boyfriend,

- aunts and uncles...
- Is this the magic part,

please tell me, this is where
the magic actually happens.

- I don't get it.
- So I win?

No, you die, still
alone, still terrified

in your inability to let
me help you with that,

does it make it any less tragic.

I'm not afraid,
okay, I'm pissed.

- 'Cause you got a shit deal?
- We all get a shit deal.

It's the timing I have
a problem with it.

I mean, come on, I'll
live on in the hearts

of friends and family yay,

but this was my shot
and I wasted it.

Fine, so what would you
have done differently?

You mean other than become
a master of all major sword

and hand to hand combat?

Time travel to feudal Japan
and really fuck some shit up?

Yeah.

I don't know, I don't
know, that's the thing,

I don't have an unfulfilled
dream to lament.

I didn't have the time,
okay, I didn't have the time.

No I did, I just wasted it.

Well, if it makes
you feel any better,

most people say the same thing.

Why would that make
me feel any better?

Yeah, oh man I don't know.

Okay, look you're such a dick.

- I'm sorry.
- You get paid for this?

Yeah.

But you smiled.

You smiled so I win.

It's a nervous laughter.

This is nervous laughter
'cause I feel bad for you.

- A
- millionaire's million,

now this show is
just two weeks away.

Will one of these players

make it to the
leaderboard tonight?

We should be on Twitter.

What a terrible idea.

And Instagram.

Why?

Technology Lex,
you gotta adapt.

What's Periscope?

We got one client
under the age of 50

and now you think
we should just...

The world keeps
spinning whether

we choose to
acknowledge it or not.

But still, most of the
people dying are old.

Mostly, sure.

What are you saying?

You offer a
niche product, Lex,

there's an unexplored
market out there.

I see no reason why we should
ignore the possibilities.

Watching 17-year-olds die is
depressing, that's one reason.

Well, technically didn't
stick around until...

And then she went into a coma.

My job was done from there.

Her parents seemed
grateful for your work.

Maybe if her parents
had been better parents,

they wouldn't have needed
me in the first place.

Yeah, maybe we
aren't quite ready

for social media.

25 for
the fifth contestant,

that's $3,000 Brenda.

Valerie Monroe age 61,
stage four, pancreatic cancer,

no siblings, no
children and no spouse.

- Who hired us?
- She did.

I think she has you now, right?

And on the more positive note,

no family around really
lowers the chances

of you getting punched.

Do I even need these then?

Lowers, not removes.

I'm going to pull
back my energy now.

All
right, thank you Tim.

And thank your dear father
too, may he rest in peace.

Okay, love and blessings.

Can I help you with something?

What?

You're kind of staring?

No I'm not.

Please forgive
my daughter, she's,

we're in the middle of prepping

for a very important client,

so, you know, she's
normally not this rude.

Isn't that right, Lex?

Her name's Lex short for Alexis.

- You were talking.
- What?

You were talking, I didn't...

Lex.

- I'm Gary, by the way.
- Spencer.

Oh, that's a sturdy
name for a sturdy fella.

Don't you think honey?

Spencer, is that
a family name or...

You two don't
look like lawyers.

I'm sorry?

You said you
had a client here,

I just assumed that in this
context that makes you lawyers.

Actually we're
small business owners,

thriving business owners.

I'm the CEO and Lex is,

well she's, I guess you
can call her the talent.

I mean seriously
she's got a real...

Cordova and Cordova
Mortality Solutions.

Incorporated, well,
technically we're an LLC,

but we thought the I-N-C
had a better ring to it.

Why don't we
look like lawyers?

What?

You said we don't
look like lawyers.

Oh, your clothes
have a slept in quality

and you have mustard
right there on your shirt.

No offense.

- None taken.
- Some taken.

I took some.

So Spencer, is it?

What do you do if you
don't mind me asking?

Oh, a little bit of
this, a little bit of that.

I'm much more interested
in what it is that you do.

I mean Mortality Solutions,
that sounds fascinating.

We really don't have time.

Well, it's sort
of a complicated...

Do you plan funerals?

Oh no, it's more
along the lines...

It's really hard to
prep with all the talking.

Sort of it's hard to,

while there's a large
philosophical component to it,

there's also a,

you're much better
at describing it.

I'm working.

We're working so.

A brief moment of
existential comfort.

You're going to have
to explain that.

It's pretty self explanatory.

Come on Lex.

Come on Lex.

Yeah Lex, come on.

We do what they can't.

- They?
- Family members, friends,

self-proclaimed loved ones.

People that have failed
someone in their life

to such a profound extent

that they have to outsource
that person's last

and greatest existential
dilemma to a stranger

with mustard on her shirt.

And they're not slept in,

I'm really bad with an iron.

It's true.

I tried to teach her
the proper technique.

I even offered to
do it for her but...

You're still staring.

You're still talking.

This is a conversation,

I didn't even want
to be a part of it.

At my pecs.

I like an athletic cut, so
you know it happens, CrossFit?

Well, I always say
if you've got it,

you might as well flaunt...

- Oh my god, it's time.
- Yeah I guess you're,

remember cards are there
as a guide, not a crutch.

She's a good kid.

What is it you
say you did again?

I didn't.

Hey.

Yes I do.

Valerie.

Valerie.

The Pulled Pork
Experience, that's thier name

I know because their
theremin player

is my drug dealer

and I feel like I should
be supportive of their art.

I don't normally have a lot
of patience for white guys

with dreadlocks, not entirely
pro-drum circle either,

but they really believe
it when they play.

It matters so much to
them, it's kinda beautiful.

But they're fucking terrible
though, aren't they?

- Drug dealer?
- Yeah.

This stuff can get
a bit predictable.

I like to supplement
from time to time.

Mostly edibles,
nothing too crazy.

Hey you want some?

I'm Alexis Cordova.

You can call me Lex.

You hired me.

So, that's a hard
pass on the weed.

Got it.

- Valerie.
- Which one are you?

- I'm sorry?
- Please,

please tell me you don't
have cards or crystals?

- Valerie.
- No, nope, call me Val.

- Val.
- Let's try just V.

Nope, Valerie, Val, that's
the familiarity sweet spot.

You've been having
a lot of visitors?

What's a normal head count
for deathbed visitations

just as a point of reference?

I was actually just referring

to the eternal peace
field specifically.

You've been having
a lot of visitors?

Sort of a new hobby of mine.

It'd be so much cheaper for me

to just find God though, right?

Wow, you just seem so much
lighter than I expected.

That would be the I'm
dying of cancer diet.

Oh, I was referring
to your mood.

Well, I could try moping

if that would make
you feel more...

Well it's just no
children, no spouse,

no siblings, parents deceased.

So moping it is.

This isn't easy

and sure as hell is a
normal, which is weird

because it happens to all of us.

If you're worried about death
and you're afraid to let go,

I'd first asked myself this

what kept me up at
night before I got sick?

Fear of death at it's core.

So it was just fear
of something else.

What are you afraid of Valerie?

- Val.
- What?

I thought we agreed
to call me Val.

Why'd
you hire me, Val?

You're not a
Scientologist are you?

Excuse me?

Because you have like
this weird vibe about you

and your clothes

like a sloppy Scientologist.

Are Scientologists even
allowed to be sloppy?

Oh I see what you're doing.

And you don't strike
me as the horoscope.

I bet I don't because I'm not.

You know voodoo,
magic numbers type.

- I don't see a Ouija board.
- Didn't bring one.

I don't see any weird candles,

I'm still trying to
figure out what you are.

Oh but you, you hired me.

Oh honey, I hire just about
everybody in this time zone,

even tangentially connected
with the business of dying.

Apparently death is
thriving these days.

Oh, okay, so this
is a joke to you.

What's the alternative?

Oh knock, knock.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Oh, I'm sorry, am I early?

I'm sure you know the
answer to that already.

Psychic humor,
isn't Val the best?

- You don't have to go.
- Yes, I do.

This isn't a joke.

Take care.

Oh, there is a lot of energy
in this room today my dear.

I hope you're ready
for a killer reading.

Didn't we agree on a
no pun rule last time?

- Yes we did.
- You forgot?

Yep, was she doing
your horoscope?

What are you, you're cancer.

- No, I have cancer.
- Oh, that's right.

Ba-dum-bump, I know
you're here all week.

I'm just saying it's
a thing that people do,

most people on a regular basis.

- Not me.
- That's clear,

but Mrs. Monroe is willing
to pay for you to come back

and she seemed, you know, fun,

when I talked to
her on the phone,

did I mention she's
willing to pay.

I can't help her.

She would suggest otherwise.

She doesn't need what I offer.

She just, I don't
know what she's doing,

but I'm not gonna be
a part of her parade

of death buddies.

Death buddies?

Apparently she's bringing
in people that just,

anybody who claims
to know anything

about this particular field.

- Can you blame her?
- What?

She's dying, Lex?

She's not scared.

Is that a bad thing?

Yeah because I help
people who are dying,

that's what I do.

- Then fake it.
- Fake.

- Yeah.
- Fake it.

You go back, you say
something, she's happy.

We get paid, it's a win, win.

There's an integrity
to what I do.

And it requires complete
and total trust...

Oh for god's sake
Lex, just be normal.

- What?
- Be normal.

Do normal things,
live a normal life.

If someone wants to
pay for your services,

you do the best you can.

And sometimes yes,
you have to show up

and do the things
you don't wanna do.

That's why it's called work.

It's how everyone else operates.

Why would I want to
be like everyone else?

Because it has to
be better than this.

Dad.

Are you seeing this too?

We should call the police.

Am I dead, did have a
stroke in the parking lot?

Yeah, I want to
report a break in.

Don't touch anything.

They're gonna wanna get prints.

Yeah, no, technically
they didn't take anything,

nothing's damaged.

Hazelnut, let this
be my final memory.

I'm ready now.

I don't know.

They fucking tidied everything
up like aggressively.

Hello?

You guys should consider
investing in a watering can.

It's really hard to fit
this thing under the sink.

Are you some sort
of angel or something?

Oh my God, you're a zombie.

- I'm Nora.
- Gary,

wonderful to meet you.

Nora Shaw, the coma girl.

The coma, oh.

Oh, you look great.

Well, you know, not dying

has really done wonders
for my complexion.

- What the hell?
- Lex.

No, it's fair.

Turns out that last round
of experimental drugs,

not so sweet after all.

You can't just break
into a place of business.

I wasn't planning on it, I
just came by to say, thank you,

but when I looked in the window,

I assumed that the place had
been robbed or something,

you know, maybe even a
violent kidnapping of sorts.

Thank me for what?

Well, I'm not dead, so
that's sort of something.

I had nothing to do with that.

I'm not saying that
you're a miracle worker,

but something
happened that night.

Something more than just
medicine or whatever.

You saved my life.

No I didn't.

Well, you might have and
that's good enough for me.

- What do you want?
- I owe you.

You've done more than enough.

I mean, bagels, wonderful touch.

Yeah, okay, so we're
even, you can go.

You saved my life, now
I have to save yours.

It's basic Samurai code.

- That's stupid.
- You're stupid.

I'm not dying.

Technically, we're
all dying every day,

just a long slow march
towards the inevitable

and eternal darkness.

I'm assuming you
want the Asiago?

- How can I help?
- You can't.

We're fine, really and
thanks for everything.

No, Bushido, leaving,
isn't an option.

What the fuck?

Righteousness.

I'm definitely right about this.

Courage.

Only a coward would abandon
you in your time of need.

- My time of need.
- Benevolence.

You're welcome.

Respect.

Are you enjoying your
bagel, Mr. Cordova?

I am, thank you.

Sincerity, I owe
you my life Lex.

- No you don't.
- Honor.

I won't rest until I
save your life too.

Self control.

I'll refrain from using

my deadly martial arts
slash sword skills on you

whenever you're
being an asshole,

which from what I can
tell is quite often.

- I like her.
- And loyalty.

I promise to never abandon
you unless the time comes

when you no longer need me.

Holy shit, that's right now,

Sometimes people need to do
something for somebody else

in order to deal with
their own shit, okay.

- So?
- So what?

- How do we fix you?
- I'm not broken.

You do
have a few issues.

I don't have to, are,
man you can't be here,

we have work to do.

- No, we don't.
- Dad!

You turned down our
only current job offer,

So unless you want to, you know,

reconsider going back to
the hospital and working

with Mrs. Monroe, we have
all the time in the world.

Great, where should we start?

What
are the cards for?

They're part of the job

The, oh, what is it,
the fatality fixes?

- Mortality Solution.
- Yes, right,

I knew it was something catchy.

So what's on them?

- What?
- The cards.

That's really none
of your business.

Okay, now look, I don't care,

I was just trying to
make conversation.

Val doesn't invite too many
people back a second time,

so I figured it would be good

to see where you're coming from.

Money's not going to
be an issue by the way.

What?

For Val, I mean, she's got
more than enough to go around

so there's plenty of room
for us to do what we do.

I'm a psychic medium in
case you were wondering.

- I wasn't.
- Really?

Because I kinda got the
sense that you were there

- for a second...
- I really gotta get back.

The cards right, sorry.

So what's your angle?

My what?

I mean, how do you build trust?

Is it a cold read,

is it a hot read, is that
what the cards are for?

I mean, like they, it's like
Val's background information

- and then...
- It's real.

- What?
- What I do.

- What do you mean?
- Like real.

- As opposed to...
- A lie, a scam,

total bullshit.

Wow.

I wasn't, I didn't, whatever,
I gotta get back to this.

- The anger.
- What?

So present in your being.

- What are you?
- And it's deep,

buried, entrenched
in every cell.

You're not angry at someone,
it's much deeper than that.

What is it, the universe,
God, most profound concepts

that you can conjure
up in your head.

You've got enough anger
inside of you to destroy it.

- Oh fuck me.
- But it doesn't complete you.

And you know that.

Still there's that part
of you that you can feel,

but it's empty, it's
questions without answers.

I think seems fair.

You know when it's not.

But you are not alone,
Lex, you're not alone.

Now tell me that
shit isn't real.

Oh my god, you're messed up.

I know, I was just
proving a point.

You have problems.

Well, you're good,
you're well adjusted.

Hey, you know, you
shouldn't be so sensitive.

It just kinda fucks
with your aura.

- Raise.
- I really don't have time-

- This is interesting 'cause
Doug's been betting hard

since the very beginning.

So I don't see how
the turn or the river

could have possibly helped
you so I know, you're bluffing

and Grogan's been
suspiciously quiet

through the entire hand.

So that makes me think
he's blocked the set,

which leads me to Terry.

I haven't been able to
get a read on you all day.

He thinks we're
playing go fish.

Okay, forget it.

Okay, we'll take
this up tomorrow, boys.

Same time, same place.

I know where you work,

go settle up with my
goons on the way out.

- What?
- This isn't a game.

It literally is, was until
you pissed all over it.

- What do you want?
- I want pizza.

- Then order one.
- I'm not hungry.

Then why do you want a pizza?

I want you to order it so
that if I'm not up for it,

it can be yours and
then I don't have to be

all depressed about
a missed opportunity.

Okay, well guess what, I'm
not here to order you food.

The Wiccan priestess was
much more amenable than you.

Oh really, I'll go get her.

I want to want pizza.

I haven't been
hungry for months.

Even when I get high,

it's like, oh that hospital
jello looks kind of,

no I'm nauseous.

I wanna want things
still, I miss that.

What do you want from me?

I want you to stay for
the remaining eight minutes

of the session that
I'm paying you for.

- Why?
- Why not?

Isn't the customer always right?

I'm not an Applebee's I
do one thing, that's it,

and you don't need it.

- And what is that?
- I remove fear.

You're not afraid, Valerie,
you're just lonely.

So save me from that.

It seems like a pretty
valid service to me.

Yeah, the one
thing you can get

from pretty much
any hospice nurse.

There is something about the,

"We'll just make you comfortable
until you fade away,"

that I don't know,
it's not for me.

Well, I guess that's why

you have your psychic
friend just waiting

in the wings, either
way, I am done.

- What about you?
- What about me?

You know, so much about fear,

what are you afraid of?

This isn't about me.

When you're on your death bed

and you have to call
someone like yourself to,

I don't know,
exercise your demons,

what's the thing you'll
be worried about?

What are we doing here?

We're talking like people.

Get a chance to do that much?

Yeah part of my job is
building trust with my clients,

so we talk and share
or whatever, so yeah.

- What about everyone else?
- Who?

People who aren't
about to die?

Do you talk and share
and whatever with them?

- Why does it matter?
- Why doesn't it?

- Do you have anyone?
- For what?

To talk to.

You want to help finish the
job you wanna help me let go.

You want to build that trust.

Well my trust comes
at a premium, Lex.

Come sit down, come on.

- My dad.
- What?

I have my dad, we
talk all the time.

Well, parents don't count.

I didn't say parents.

Just your dad.

Well, he's either way, you know,

genetically disposed to
give a shit about you,

which is great that he
cares, but it doesn't count

till you get out
there and earn one.

- Earn one?
- Yeah, a person.

You find someone, no ties,

just a person out in the
world and you earn their

giving a shit about you, love,
friendship, something real.

Then you got a chance.

For what?

For what?

I'm not talking
until I see that pizza.

I knew you were gonna do that.

What is that?

Actually we charge
a flat fee, not hourly

so there's no benefit in you

trying to expedite the
death of your grandfather.

That actually might put you in
a bit of a legal, gray area,

so, okay, yeah, great.

You let us know and we'll be
happy to help him with whatever

existential crisis
he may be having.

Okay, yeah, you
have a great day.

You too, bye.

You guys are late.

Lex has been putting
in a lot of hours

at the hospital lately,

I thought I'd let her sleep in.

Big mistake, I have
a lot to get done.

Actually your
week is pretty open

other than Mrs. Monroe.

You've been staring
at her file for weeks.

Just trying to do my job.

Probably gonna have
it memorized soon?

You actually memorized it.

- So?
- So it's weird.

Well, there's gotta be a clue,

a tell.

I don't know, everybody's
afraid of something.

- I hate rats.
- Heights.

Undercooked meat.

- Moist towelettes.
- You guys mind?

Oh, I almost forgot.

You got a message from
some guy named Spencer.

Thanks for dinner.

Spencer, huh?

I didn't realize
she had friends.

- Neither did I.
- Interesting.

Yes, yes it is.

I, we, I gave him an
old pizza and we didn't,

I didn't, it was his old.

- Are you blushing?
- You're blushing.

Actually she looks
kind of pale, you okay?

- I'm fine.
- You sure?

I didn't have a romantic
Italian dinner last night

but other than that I'm fine.

The cheese was cold.

I didn't take it out
of the box for him.

Crust was really
greasy, it was gross.

The pepperoncini was all
soggy, I don't like that.

And it's not like I
even ate it with him.

So I don't see what
the big deal is.

Clearly, it's not.

Okay, let's
change the subject.

You brought it up.

Okay, well now
I'm changing it.

- To what?
- Well, you.

Me.

That's why we're here, right?

Okay, my urine
looks like ice tea.

That's not at all...

Seriously, that baggy thing,

looks like a fresh
batch of Lipton.

- Thank you for that.
- Yeah.

I suppose to mean,
I'm getting close

when it looks like that.

I know.

Of course you do, you
do this all the time,

this is my first crack at death.

How do you feel about that?

Well, you know how,
when you first turn 18

and they're telling you
you're finally an adult

and you still feel
like a little kid

and then you turn 40 and
everybody's telling you

you're finally established and
maybe you even play the part

but deep inside you still feel
like a scared 20-year-old.

They told me my 50's
would bring wisdom.

I still can't get past
the first page of Ulysses.

And I like sharing
memes on Facebook.

Oh, okay hold on.

Just a sec, just a sec.

Incoming, there's a little
one, hold on, one second,

give me a second.

Thanks.

So when it comes to dying,

the most inevitable
process we have,

I guess I still
haven't bought in.

I'm not there yet.

Seriously, why do you do this?

You ever watched someone die?

Like really be
there till the end.

- No.
- It's beautiful.

I mean, it's weird
obviously for the reasons

that it would be

but facing death like
sharing that with someone,

no baggage, no bullshit,
just perfect human exchange,

there's nothing
terrifying about it.

My mom died fast, it was a
car accident when I was a kid.

It was a semi truck that just
crossed the line for a second,

spilled coffee or something.

Just completely obliterated
the driver's side of the car.

My dad was in the passenger
seat, I was behind him.

Not a scratch on us.

She didn't even get
a chance to scream.

So I wondered if
there was that moment,

a fraction of a second

that the terror
really set in for her.

Just that knowing that was it.

No resolution, no
answers, no goodbye.

You have that chance to come
to terms with whatever it is

that you're still
lingering to say anything,

to ask anything.

- Lex.
- What a gift,

you are so lucky you
don't even know it.

What are you doing?

You got to have that moment,
you get to write the end.

Just stop.

Whatever you're holding on
to, whatever you're afraid of

let it go on your terms
before it's too late.

Let go, let go.

Let me know if you
make it out of that car.

Hey, how's, everything okay?

Take care of her.

Good job, next up from Star
city, it's our friend, Betty.

How are you Betty?

Never underestimate
the Salisbury steak?

What it lacks in presentation
more than makes up for.

In meat-like calories.

Give it a try at least,

I haven't really seen you eat
much since you've been here.

Still getting
my appetite back.

Aren't you like missing
school or something?

Lex.

Do your parents
even know you're here?

I'm on a Samurai
honor mission.

They respect that
unlike some people.

A Samurai secretary,
what more can you ask for?

Samurai administrative
assistant.

Right, of course, forgive me
for not being up to date on.

She's 17.

I have a timeless
warrior soul.

It's true.

She can't...

What, make coffee
and answer phones.

I strongly disagree.

And type almost
50 words per minute,

I tested her yesterday.

When was the last
time you guys dusted?

Why?

Excess dust is bad for
the respiratory system.

Why are you still here?

Look at us.

Look at our lives.

That's exactly
why I'm still here.

Your sadness clearly extends

well beyond the walls
of your business.

Until we figure out how to
fix you, you're stuck with me.

- No.
- Yes.

If you don't call
her parents, I will.

My parents deferred to you
when they thought I was dying.

You think they're worried, now?

I'm a badass with
an ancient code.

You don't have to
worry about me.

You on the other hand, well.

Why aren't we
answering the door?

We don't get many
visitors around here.

This is ridiculous.

- Is Lex here?
- Yes she is.

Hey, can we talk?

- What are you...
- It's Val.

- What's wrong?
- Invite him in Lex.

Yeah, Lex, invite him in.

- Who are you?
- I'm Nora,

Lex brought me
back from the dead.

You must be Spencer.

Yeah, can we go
someplace and just...

Hey Spencer, pardon
my daughter's manners.

We don't get a lot of
drop-ins around here.

Would you like to join us for
dinner, we're having steak.

I'll grab my coat.

- You kids have fun.
- Okay go.

But not too much fun.

I'm just kidding.

You guys really like your
food compartmentalized.

I've had some
great meals here.

I hear it is one of the
better hospital cafeterias

in town.

It's actually
the only one, so.

Oh you were making a joke?

Yes, I was.

This is called banter.

Is that why you brought
me here to banter?

You've gotta be a
lot of fun at parties.

I don't go to parties.

Really, are you
too busy dating?

- Banter.
- Is this a date?

I'm sorry.

What's wrong with Val?

You tell me.

- You brought me here.
- She's different.

What?

Whatever it was that you
said to her, I don't know,

she, I know that
she plays things off

like it doesn't actually
matter, but she, you know,

it's different, she's different.

And I don't think she's okay.

- She's dying.
- Yeah.

That's not what I mean.

I know.

She told you what I said.

I heard it through
the, was it true?

- What?
- Stuff about your mom?

Why would I lie about that?

- I don't know.
- Would you?

Look, there's a lot
of gray area doing

what it is that we do.

We don't do the same thing.

Oh, are you sure about that?

Yeah, it's real
what I do, you...

What?

Do you honestly think
you talk to the dead?

That's not what
people hire me for.

That's literally your job.

No my job is to make
people feel better

about death, like you.

Seriously do you have the pallet

of a post-apocalyptic
cockroach, this is...

You are wearing a Henley.

So I could do
without the judgment.

Says the woman who clearly
thinks that I'm a fraud.

Am I wrong?

- It's not appropriate.
- Am I wrong?

Look, I get letters
from people all the time,

thanking me for helping them
through the loss of a spouse

or a parent or a child.

So yeah, that is real what I do.

But it's bullshit, right?

Yeah, everything's
bullshit the minute

that you pretend that death
isn't fucking terrifying.

I'm not that bad of a guy Lex.

- I didn't say you were.
- Yeah but you're thinking it.

Why do you care what I think?

I don't.

What?

- Oh fuck.
- What?

Oh you care what I think.

No, I don't.

- Oh my God.
- No, I don't.

- Yeah you do.
- No, I don't.

- Oh man.
- What?

Nothing, I'm fine, I'm fine.

You're, look, you're clearly.

why don't you just
get over yourself

and we can focus on Val.

Why does it matter
to you so much?

- What?
- Helping her.

- She's a client.
- One of how many?

- No she's different.
- How?

All of my other clients,

they wanna connect with
somebody who has passed.

She just wants to connect.

She listens, I don't
get a whole lot of that.

You know, I find people,
that's what I do,

I don't lose them.

I don't know how to do this.

- Do what?
- Say goodbye.

- I've tried everything.
- Yeah, so have I.

- But I was thinking.
- Oh no.

- What if we work together?
- What?

Yeah,

- like a team.
- Fuck no.

I work alone.

Yeah and you eat like a child
and you dress like your dad.

Maybe a little
change would be good.

- Come on.
- No.

Come on, hey look, I
helped people hang on,

you help them let go,
between the two of us,

we've got pretty much
everything covered.

- No.
- Please.

- No.
- Come on.

No.

I'm being like extra
charming right now.

- No, you're not.
- Lex.

Nope.

I think, that you

- and us together...
- No, the answer is no.

- Please.
- No, no.

- Please.
- No.

- Please.
- Fuck no, no.

I'm not paying
double for this.

I guess humor really
is the last thing to go.

It's actually the lungs.

I would have pegged
you for the straight man

in is little duet
you've thrown together.

Oh, Lex is a lot of fun.

Especially once you
get to know her.

Oh, you've come to
the right place for fun.

Hey, who wants a
hit off my morphine?

- Valerie.
- Val.

Val.

- I'm not ready.
- What?

For what you do.

I don't want it to end.

Who says it has to?

My body, the doctors,
God apparently.

Since, when do
you believe in God?

I don't, it hasn't stopped
him from fucking up my plan?

Hey, where's my pizza?

- It's on the way.
- You're a shitty liar.

So who are we gonna
bring in today?

A long lost uncle,
childhood friend.

- Your parents.
- Again.

Hey, what, hey I don't
choose who comes through so.

Surprise me okay.

I'll do my best.

Yeah, maybe I should...

No say stay, stay.

It's okay.

I see a girl.

She is holding a bouquet
of freshly picked flowers

in one hand and in the
other a pocket watch.

- Are you still with me?
- Yeah.

Oh she's smiling, it's
a great smile, beautiful.

Like yours.

- I wish.
- Oh my God, you guys.

This girl she's gripping
them so tight like it's...

- Why?
- It's hard to say.

You sure you don't know her?

You know, I don't
have any kids.

It doesn't have to be literal.

Sometimes it

- can be a symbol for...
- No kids,

imagine that.

They all told me,
family, friends,

random people who
thought they knew better.

They all said, one day, one
day, you'll meet someone,

fall in love, start a family.

One day I was gonna finally
be complete, whole one day.

Shit, made it sound like some
disease I was going to have

to catch in order to be
like the rest of them.

Fuck that.

They were right about
one thing though.

I did meet someone,

several someones.

I was loved, I loved,

never made me wanna
settle down though.

Never made me feel whole,

never made me wanna be
like them, as they said.

The thing is, I
always felt whole.

I was fine.

I just wished I'd
figure that out earlier.

That girl that's holding the
flowers and the pocket watch,

that's supposed to be me, right?

I only interpret
what comes through, so.

Yeah, real subtle on
the symbolism Mrs. Cleo.

Jesus.

- But I don't get it.
- Get what?

Is it the morphine, or
I'm just, I don't, are you?

- What?
- You know it ends, right?

- It ends.
- Lex.

Okay if this is how you wanna,
I'm glad that you're happy,

I'm so glad, but the
moment is coming,

when it feels like
it's slipping away

and when there's a panic.

- Lex, you don't...
- No, this is final.

And it's not like, it's not
like closure final, okay.

You're going to wanna
to cling to something

and you're not
going to be able to

because it's coming

and it might take
hours or seconds

but it's not even gonna feel
like time passing to you

and you don't have to be scared.

You don't have to be scared.

I can take that away from
you but right now I don't,

I don't know how to help you.

I don't know how to help you.

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

I just didn't wanna die alone.

That woman, probably logged
30 hours in the past month.

That's just the billable ones.

I mean, sometimes
I would pretend

like we had an appointment
just so I could

spend more time with her.

All that time, I don't
know her real story,

just like basic stuff.

Probably everything that
you have in your files.

No old stories, memories,
it's just, I don't know.

But I feel like I know her,
like her and she knows me

and it's like, everybody
talks about, you know,

live in the moment, but
most people don't do it

and, everything all right?

I ate something
that was weird but...

Shut up.

- Regret.
- What?

Regret, that's it,
that's definitely it.

Were you here,
like 10 seconds ago?

I think the regret
thing that's how I'm...

I can do this, I
just need, yeah.

See, 'cause I don't think
that you get kissed like that

very often, I think
maybe that's what

we should focus on right now.

- She needs me.
- What?

Valerie, she needs me.

- Val's fine.
- No it's an act.

Are you serious?

Everyone's afraid of death.

Don't do this to yourself.

And I know, I know
when the time comes,

she's going to need someone.

Look, this is your
shit, it's not hers.

Okay, I don't expect
you to understand

what I do or why
people need what I do.

Just leave her out of this.

I can't when people
need me like this,

leaving is not an option.

She's not your mom, Lex, she,

just don't put that on her.

Look, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Lex, Lex.

Hey, can we please
talk about this,

like people?

What the hell!

- How was your date?
- It wasn't,

why are you still here?

You've been gone for
an awfully long time

for it not being a date.

- I was with a client.
- Sorry, did she...

No, not yet.

So you're not done with her?

No, yes, I don't know.

Kind of a tall
drink of water, huh?

Valerie?

No, Spencer, your date.

It wasn't a date.

You didn't answer my question.

Yeah, he's tall, whatever.

- Go to bed.
- I'm not tired.

You were on death's door
like less than a month ago,

shouldn't you be focusing
on getting better?

- I'm fine.
- Are you?

Did you at least
get to first base?

- Nora?
- I'm fine, okay.

How many times do I ever
tell you that, I'm fine.

Till I believe you.

Well, I guess I can't
fault you for caring.

- What?
- What?

You just did a thing.

No I didn't.

Yes you did when
I said you cared.

- You just did it again.
- No.

You totally just
care flinched.

All right I'm going to bed.

Do they have to be dying?

The people you let
yourself care about

is that like part
of the deal for you?

It's my job.

A job you made up,
but nobody else does,

a job you never stop doing.

You think it's easier that way.

What?

Losing someone and you
know it's part of the deal.

I guess I never thought
about it like that.

How do you think about it?

I don't.

I can't.

Are you really okay?

I was supposed to die.

We all know that,

once we got past all the
tragically young shit,

it was something that not even
the most optimistic doctor

or delusional family
member could deny.

It was my time.

You helped me accept that.

Right before I went
into that coma,

I remember feeling somewhat
ready, whatever that means.

It was like I was
outside myself,

watching it happen
to someone else

and suddenly all the
sadness and the anger

and the fear and the heartache

it started to add
up to something.

It didn't go away but it
started to make sense.

And it was kind of beautiful.

When I woke up, I still felt it.

I still do.

I figured it'd be a waste
to not try and share that

- with someone else before...
- Before what?

Before I remember that
the world still sucks.

God's dead, I'm an asshole
and you're fucking hopeless.

Do you have any ice cream?

What?

I don't know I thought maybe
we could stay up all night

do each other's nails, talk
about your new boyfriend.

- He's not my boyfriend.
- Yes he is.

You just went on
a date with him.

He's not.

Is that him?

About him being
your new boyfriend.

Shit.

Thanks.

For what?

You hungry?

I hear in this place, it's
got some pretty good food.

The flowers were lovely.

She would have
approved, I think.

What'd you think of the music?

I didn't really notice.

Well then maybe it
served it's purpose.

Tasteful compliment
to the event.

It was nice though right?

Funerals aren't really
supposed to be nice.

Having her around.

I will never
understand why hazelnut

isn't the default flavor
of all office coffee.

I mean the smell alone.

I don't even have to drink
it, could just sniff it.

You okay?

Fine.

Her parents were
really grateful.

You would think considering
the circumstances,

drugs bought her
a few more weeks,

and she spends them helping
us instead of, but no.

Said they respected her
mission, how much a mentor

made her happy.

This, can you imagine?

Life is well, it's
something else, isn't it?

The circumstances, the rules,

the people, they come and go.

Everything around us
is constantly changing.

And here we are holding
off, fighting, clawing,

to stay the same.

I miss her too, Lex.

Can we please not.

Can we please not
talk about her.

Your mom,

I miss her too.

Why don't we ever
talk about her?

It's okay.

It's okay.

Lex.

I know.

Lex.

I know.

It's okay, it's okay.

You're a good kid.

And we're gonna be fine.

This isn't easy.

It certainly
isn't normal.

It's just weird.

Because at some point
it happens to us all.

I have no answers
for you today.

No promises, no helpful secrets.

I can offer you exactly nothing
that will dull the pain.

Certainly I can't take it away.

I can say that it's worth it.

It's worth it.

If you're worried about death

and you're scared to let go

I'd first ask myself this,

am I really living now?

Are you really living now?

What does this have
to do with my father?

What?

Well, neither
of us is dying so.

I think, maybe you're
missing the point of...

I think maybe you should
just do what we hired you to do

because the
morphine's not enough

and the nurse says that
he screams at night

and I just think that you
should be telling him this

when they move him
in here and not us

because we're not dying.

I'm, I just,

well, I think what I was
saying still applies.

Relax.

I think that's what my
associate is trying to say, yes?

She gets a little
wordy with her words,

but I think she
makes a good point.

If you relax, if you
focus on the good things

on the time that you do have,

your dad's gonna
pick up on that.

It's gonna help.

Or we put a muzzle
on him at night

and double down on
the morphine drip.

- Oh my god.
- Wow, all right bud.

Okay, so morphine aside,

Why don't you tell me a
little bit about your dad.

My dad's a...

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