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Aww! Look at these two.

She's been dreaming about this
day since she was a sapling.

He's got a tiny stick up his butt.

But you can't deny they
were made for each other.

Stella?

- Hmm?
- Who are you talking to?

Oh.

- Thought I was talking to you.
- Oh, let me guess.

You two need a wedding cake.

Actually, we need a funeral cake.

- That's not a thing.
- Right.

But I love cake, and it's my funeral.

My living funeral.

- I'm dying.
- Wow.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, no, don't be.

My life has been pretty amazing.

I can honestly say
I wouldn't change a thing.

From the minute I
was diagnosed with cancer,

my mom and dad were there
for me no matter what.

- We're here for you.
- No matter what.

Over the next few years,

my brother Aiden encouraged me
to live like I was dying.

Because I was.

Yeah!

My sister Elizabeth
never let me miss a beat...

even when I was at my absolute worst.

My family always
helped me face my fears.

So that dying would seem
like the next great adventure.

Would you do something for me?

Six years in, I thought
I had done it all.

Would you get me out of here?

But then I was watching
this sappy cancer movie

with my sister and her husband, Diego,

and I realized that there
was still one thing

left for me to do...

find true love.

So after I stopped chemo,

my dad scraped together
the money to send me

to the birthplace of love...

Paris.

Where I dressed up like a sexy mime

and waited for my soul mate to appear.

Oh! I'm so sorry.

He was lost... literally.

- Can you help me?
- But he was also figuratively lost.

See, he was afraid to live...

And she was afraid to die.

Oh, baby, you've gotta
stop adding that part.

I was not afraid to die.

We'll just tell it your way.

So there we were,
two strangers in Paris...

falling in love the way only two people

with nothing else to do truly can.

You know what happens next.

Stella?

Will you spend the rest of your life...

with me?

I love you.

I love you, too.

So I got my godmother Poppy to marry us.

Sure, getting married
was a rash decision,

but it was only a six-to
eight-month commitment, tops.

- I love you.
- Not yet!

"Husband and wife,"
I have to say that part.

And so began the sexiest marriage ever.

I know what you're thinking.

Nobody has Sara Bareilles
candle sex every night.

But we do.

Because we never know

if it will be my last night on earth.

That was a beautiful story.

A little longer than I expected,

but... a beautiful story.

You're life is like one of
those romantic cancer movies.

I want to give you a free cake.

Thank you so much.

Okay. I played the cancer card,

but you have to play
the hand you're dealt.

After all, I am dying.

You're not dying.

I'm sorry.

What did you just say?

The oncolytic virotherapy worked.

Stella...

you're cured.

Oh, my God! That's amazing!

That's amazing! Thank you so much!

Needless to say, my living funeral

took on a whole new meaning.

I know that we've been

down this road before...

Dr. Chang said that
I'm not in remission...

I'm cured.

I don't believe it.

Oh, Daddy, stop crying.

You're making me cry.

Your mom's not gonna stop.

I'm so glad you're okay.

Thank you.

Who are you?

Oh, I'm Aiden's friend Marlene.

She's here for emotional support.

We got rowdy that night.

Even Dad danced.

All right, hey, guys!

Why are we still holding these eulogies

for someone who's not dying?

Why don't we just burn this thing, huh?

Who's with me? Come on!

This thing is not lighting.
Okay, just give me a second.

All right, okay. Okay, fine, fine, fine.

Okay.

Oh, Stel, you should have
invited Dr. Chang

so we could have thanked her in person.

- Mmm.
- Oh, this was just for family.

- And apparently, Marlene.
- Aww!

Plus, I was thinking that I could...

I could throw Dr. Chang
her own party next week

- instead of family dinner.
- Of course, yes!

So... what are you gonna do

with the first day of
the rest of your life?

I don't know.
Maybe I'll apply to college.

I know a professor who could
write me a good recommendation.

Everything okay, Daddy?

Yep. Never been better, Stel-belle.

Hey, did my dad seem weird to you?

No, you're dad's
just not a very emotional guy.

Yeah. It's probably nothing.

Okay, time for our private celebration.

Play Sara Bareilles.

Mmm.

- Mmm. Actually...
- Mm-hmm?

Um...

would you mind
if we took the night off?

- I'm... I'm exhausted, and...
- Yes.

Absolutely fine. No problem.

Okay. I'm sorry.

Today's just... been a lot.

And I...

don't want to be up for hours.

Babe, it doesn't have to take hours.

I mean, maybe we can just
ditch the 600 candles

and the indie-rock soundtrack

and, you know, just get 'er done.

Oh. Ow.

Am I the "'er" in
that crude proposition?

Oh, no. I mean, yes, you are, but I...

Do you not like the way we have sex?

I love it. It's not that,
I'm just saying

that this isn't gonna be
your last night on earth,

so maybe we could change it up.

I don't want anything to change.

- You know what? Never mind.
- Let's just go to bed.

What are you doing?

I always fall asleep
with my head on your chest.

Unless you don't like being
my pillow anymore, either.

No, I... I love being your pillow.

Get in there.

Yeah.

As I lay there, I could feel
things were already changing,

I just didn't know how much.

- What?
- Hi, Daddy.

Oh.
-Just came to see how you were doing.

Can't talk, Stel-belle,
late for my lecture.

- Oh.
- Rent's on the counter.

Love you.

What's going on?

Mom just left Dad.

Do you... Do you want a waffle?

These waffles are amazing.

- You should try it.
- Can you just stop with the waffle?

You're right, this is serious.
A waffle isn't the answer.

Oh, I also have three flavors
of Tasty Strudel...

Will someone just tell me what happened?

Lizzie, you take it.

Oh, okay.

The way Mom and Dad
act around you is a show.

They've got problems.

They just kept them from you

because Dr. Chang
told us not to dump in,

because creating a positive
emotional environment

would give you a better shot
at beating cancer.

So...

we all kept stuff from you.

You all have...

secrets you've been hiding from
me for the last eight years?

- Oh, uh...
- No, no secrets.

I'm good.

Are you lying?

- Obviously.
- Aiden is stress-eating.

So what are you're problems?

Uh, Aiden is a grown man
who still lives at home,

sells his ADD medication to soccer moms,

and uses your cancer to guilt
them into sleeping with him.

- Well, Elizabeth hates her children.
- I do not!

Please, you said that you would
trade them for a massage chair.

I said that once.

Okay, okay. I will admit I...

made sacrifices in my career

so that I could have children early

to give Mom and Dad
something positive to focus on.

And I may regret that.

And I may regret selling drugs
and sleeping with soccer moms.

- You do?
- No! It's so fun!

Guys, I do what I have to.

Dad gives handouts
to his dying daughter,

but all he gives his loser son is grief.

- And a place to live.
- Reluctantly.

He gives that reluctantly.

Okay, you... might be beyond help.

But, Lizzie...

if you need to focus on work,
I can babysit.

- You know nothing about kids.
- That's not true. I know a lot.

I believe...

the children are our future.

That sounds about right.

I do have a stupid client
dinner tomorrow night and...

- Done!
- Oh.

I probably should have run that by Wes,

but I figured he'd be cool with it.

He loves to make me happy.

I mean, the past six months,

I did whatever it took
to make her happy,

even when it didn't
always make me happy.

Now I'm starting to worry

if I can keep it up
for the rest of our lives.

Uh, you see, Wes,

this is a support group

for the spouses of the terminally ill,

which you no longer are.

That's why we ordered you
this celebratory pizza.

Ah, you guy! You're the best.

Just before we dig into it,
though, can I ask you...

No. No.

Wes, this pizza is a...

it's a gesture of...

good-bye.

It's a good-bye pizza.

Yeah. Let's eat.

I knew that my dad
wasn't the type of guy

that was gonna tell me
what was going on,

so I went to him.

- Hey, Daddy.
- Stel-belle.

What are you doing here?

Can we talk about you and Mom?

- We're fine.
- She left you.

We've been better.

I know you want to protect me.

Lizzie told me about
the whole dumping in thing

while Aiden claimed you
thought he was a loser.

He is a loser.

He spent an entire week hiding
our garden gnomes in places

that would scare me in the dark.

That's...

not funny.

Dad, you don't have to
protect me anymore.

Just tell me what happened.
Why did Mom leave?

She's just staying
at Poppy's for a while

while she processes the fact...

we may have to sell the house.

Why?

I can't afford the mortgage.

Or the second mortgage.

Well, if you were hurting,
why didn't you say something?

You didn't have to pay
for Paris or my wedding.

Or my rent.

No, I don't regret
helping you for one second.

But I should have been more responsible

with how much I helped.

I should have told your mother sooner.

For the first time in my life,

my dad needed my help
more than I needed his.

Here's what we're gonna do.
I'll talk to Mom,

and you are gonna figure out
how to save the house.

And to help, I am cutting
myself off financially,

starting right now.

Rent check...

What about college?

- College is for dorks.
- I'm a college professor.

I'll get a job.

So I did the same thing
every desperate millennial

with a funky haircut does,
I became a barista.

Never show up without the hat.

Yes! My first job ever!

Was it my dream job?

No. But it was a start.

And now that I was
pulling my own weight,

I thought it would be a good time for me

to go by my godmother's house
and talk to my mom.

I thought wrong.

As I watched my mother make up

for missing 30 years of Lilith Fair,

I realized why she loved
her Subaru so much.

I also realize that I knew
lots of lesbian cliches.

What the hell?!

- Oh! Oh, my gosh!
- What is going on?

Honey, honey, this...

this doesn't mean
what you think it means.

- It doesn't?
- Oh, I don't know. I mean, we have...

- we should talk about this.
- Maybe later?

Yeah, this is between you and your mom.

- I will be inside. If you need me...
- She doesn't.

She's married to my dad... who you know.

- I should go.
- Yeah.

- Right?
- Yeah.

Okay, ok, okay, okay.

Don't attack Poppy.
This isn't her fault.

Okay, then whose fault is it?

Probably mine.

Wait, so this isn't about the house?

The hous... no.

No, your father lying about money

is just part of the problem, honey.

He closed himself off.

So you're having an affair with Poppy?

No.

No, this is the first time anything

has gotten physical with us.

- Well, second... third.
- Oh.

Our connection is mainly emotional.

So you're having an emotional affair.

Oh. You're making it sound so tacky.

Well, it is tacky. You still
have her lip gloss on your chin.

Ew. What? Oh, God, look, I'm just...

okay, look, I am just trying
to explain that I am...

I'm very confused.

Look, honey...

I have always put our family first.

But now it's my turn to start
thinking about my needs.

You have to talk to Dad.

And give him a chance to fix this.

I do. I will.
I will talk to him, I promise.

But until I do, can we please
keep this between the two of us?

Of course.

But everyone knows telling
the person you're married

to doesn't count.

- Oh.
- Morning.

Good morning.

I still can't believe
about your mum and Poppy.

Oh, it's nothing.
Just having a midlife crisis.

Well, maybe it's a good thing

that she's taking some time
to sort stuff out, you know?

You can't really have a happy marriage

without being honest about who you are.

Whose side are you on?

Your side, babe.
I'm always on your side.

You know, unless we were on a boat

and being the same side as you
is gonna make the boat tip.

I mean then I would...

obviously move to the other side,

for your safety.

But, no, I would...

I would still be on
your side metaphorically.

Okay.

I just feel like
you're acting weird around me

since we found out I was cured.

Hmm. Uh, no.

No, not doing that.

He was doing that,
but I couldn't deal with it.

I had to go to work,

where I learned a fun
new way to spell "Julie."

J-O-O-L-I-E.

Adorable.

- I'll go get that ready.
- Thank you.

I'm having a lot of difficulty
with these names.

Oh, yeah, I just draw little pictures.

Hottie incoming.

- Ew, that's my brother.
- I call dibs.

Yeah, you don't have to,
'cause that's my brother.

- Aiden, what are you doing here?
- Do you remember Marlene?

Yeah, you brought her to my funeral.

Oh, my God. You died?

Okay, can you just go
be dumb over there?

Whatever.

Well, she just called me to tell me

that her husband was
coming by the house to,

you know, kill me,
so I had to get out of there.

- Marlene's married?
- Totally.

What is wrong with our family?

I don't have the time necessary
to answer that question.

Shh, shh, that's him!

Aiden!

Okay, Aiden, this is crazy.

You cannot be dating married women.

We're not dating.

Why are you talking to this
man instead of working?

Oh. I... I don't know
if I'd call him a man.

Ouch.

Do you have a back door?

Okay, uh...

I'll find it.

Sorry. Back to the grind.

Uh, coffee grind.

- Where's your hat?
- Where's your hat?

No hat, no shift.

Clearly, I was failing at work.

But I hoped babysitting
Lizzie's kids would go better.

I want to wear your shiny ring.

No. No, I don't think
that's a good idea.

- I want it.
- Okay.

Ah! Oh!

Frank, I am your father.

- You are?!
- No.

No, that's just from the movie.

Okay?

Wow, I can't believe you've
never seen "Star Wars."

- I'm five.
- Right.

Well, by the time Auntie Stelly
and my kids are five,

they are gonna know every word.

You said you didn't want kids.

Did I?

Well, that was because you said
you didn't want kids, you know?

Well, that's an issue.

It's an even bigger issue
that you lied to me.

We should talk about this later.

Why can't we just talk
about it right now?

Because Fiona swallowed your ring.

My bad.

So... there's the ring.

And there's what appears to be a...

small toy car.

Okay. Well, this, too, shall pass.

Just tell your sister
to keep an eye on her stool.

Okay, I... I can't ask my sister to see

if her kid's crapping diamonds

without an explanation.

Crap's a bad word.

Don't you judge me, you ate my ring.

You okay?

Yes. Sorry. I'm just...

just trying to adjust
to a post-cancer world.

Tell me about it.

Thought I'd spend my whole life
trying to find a cure,

but it didn't take that long.

So now I have no idea
what to do with myself.

I feel like you should
probably keep curing people.

What I meant was my whole life's
been so focused on one thing

that I haven't had time
to do anything else,

like... date.

Oh, my God. Yes!

You should date my brother.

I can't date my patient's brother.

God, no matter how sexy he is.

Yeah, but I'm not your patient anymore.

So, I mean, come on,
what do you have to lose?

My virginity.

- Oh.
- I'm kidding.

Sort of. Okay, you're right,
maybe you can set us up

at my thank you party tomorrow night.

Oh, no! I forgot all about her party.

Totally. Yes, that's perfect.

I... I am so excited for your party.

You know, I even wrote you a speech.

Nope. No, I didn't. Why did I say that?

I'm sorry.

Well, she was crying.
Was anybody watching her?

- Lizzie?
- She just...

How did you know we were here?

Wes called me. The question
is why didn't you?

Because I... I had
the situation under control.

Clearly. Have they eaten?

- I ate fancy jewelry.
- Honey.

Okay, you guys, let's just... let's go.

Sorry, Lizzie!

Please keep an eye on her stool!

Nice work, narc.

Wait, so it's not okay
for your family to lie to you,

but fine for you to lie to them.

Of course not, that's why
I needed you to do it.

Well, I'm sorry, but I thought
Fiona was in danger.

Well, you were wrong.

Stella?

We're parked this way.

The next morning was the first time

in six months of marriage that

Wes and I didn't speak
a word, other than...

Don't forget, we have
the party for Dr. Chang

at my parents' house tonight.

- You sure that's still a good idea?
- Nope.

But that didn't stop me

from going to decorate the back yard.

Mom?

Stel-belle! Hi, honey!

What are you...
What are you doing here, honey?

What are you doing here?

Oh, um... I came to see your dad.

But first I stopped and got some...

some vodka for courage and a...

Slim Jim... for protein.

For some reason, I can't seem
to make it past the yard,

so you know what,
I think I'm just gonna spend

the rest of the day in this bush.

Oh, hey, look. No, it's a vodka bush.

- I haven't seen you yet.
- No, no. No. Okay, uh...

- I'm gonna take you inside.
- Okay.

- You and Dad have to fix this.
- Yeah.

All right, and that starts
with you telling him the truth.

Yeah. Okay.

Aiden!

Okay, time to heal.

I'm in love with Poppy.

Wait, what?

Mom, I thought we agreed

that you were gonna give Dad
a chance to fix this?

I... I, um, I thought I was, too.

But when I pounded those mini bottles

and I snapped into the Slim Jim,

something in me snapped.

Mom, what are you doing?

I'm coming out.

As a bi... sexual person.

Is that how you say it?

I'm new, so I don't know the lingo yet.

You can't be bi. You're almost 50!

Sexuality doesn't have
a statute of limitations, Peter.

Sexuality is fluid.

Oh, really? Where did you hear that?

Shouldn't I be able to do
what makes me happy?

I thought I made you happy.

You did, Peter, a long time ago.

Really, Ida? This is
coming out of nowhere!

Coming out of nowhere?
This is happening right now!

As I watched my parents'
marriage fall apart,

all I could think was...

Guys, what about the party tonight?

I'll be there.

Me, too, sweetie. We're still a family.

Sure, we're a family
when it suits you...

I know that seems selfish,

but I didn't want to let down Dr. Chang.

Tonight should be fun.

I cannot believe we're going
through this with party.

I cannot believe mom is a bi.

What are we gonna do?

Are you asking me or yourself?

I'm not sure.

I used to have all the answers,
but now I don't.

I don't know anything at all.

Hmm.

That's called growing up, kid.

What do you know about growing up?

You still mix chocolate milk
in your mouth.

Because that's the right way to do it.

Look, I know enough
about growing up to know...

it's not for me.

I also know that it
doesn't happen overnight.

It takes decades. So...

you can't give up.

You beat certain death.

I think you can figure out
how to handle uncertain life.

You're right.

Hey, can I use that line
for my speech tonight?

What did I just say?

Are you serious?

You just said it.

Like, we just had
an entire conversation.

- We did?
- Yeah.

You give me really good advice.

And as a thank you, I said that I was...

gonna hook you up with
Dr. Chang tonight at her party.

- Cool! Oh.
- You said you'd wear a tie.

You said you'd even
decorate the bark yard

so I could go change
and write my speech.

Really?

I don't think I'm the sort
of guy who decorates and...

I'm pretty sure I don't own a tie.

No, you got this.

This a chandelier?

Hey. What are you up to?

I just finished writing
my speech for Dr. Chang.

I think it's really bad-ass,

and I wrote it on cocktail napkins,

which is great because then we can just

repurpose them for cocktails.

They're actually made from bamboo,

which I thought it was
just used for panda food,

but it turns out you can use it
for a lot of reusable stuff,

like plates and napkins
and even diapers.

Are you doing that thing where you...

over-talk to avoid having
a real conversation?

I think so.

- It's just that I...
- Look, I'm sorry.

You go.

Stella, I'm sorry I didn't
tell you I wanted to have kids.

I really am. It's just at the time...

we didn't have a... a future.

But now we do,
and I'm so happy about that.

I want to be honest about who we are.

- You go first.
- Why do I have to go first?

- Because I won the coin toss.
- When was there a coin toss?

It happened earlier.
You missed it, unfortunately.

Okay. Okay, I'll go first.

"Love Actually"
isn't my favorite movie.

Oh.

Okay, go on.

I don't love hard-boiled eggs.

I mean, they're your favorite,
but they're not mine.

I don't love the music
of Sara Bareilles, either.

I mean, I'm British. I can't
allow myself to be that happy.

Also, I'd like you to spank me, maybe...

not all the time,
just maybe during sex...

or if we're playing a team sport
and I do a really good job.

Um, I don't love the...
I don't love the way that, um...

I can't keep going outside
every time I have to fart.

I mean, winter's coming,

I'm not gonna be able to spend
that kind of time outdoors.

Also...

I don't love being your pillow.

It is nice for a minute,

but then my arm falls asleep
and there's a real chance

I'm developing permanent nerve damage.

If I can't lift my hands above my head,

how am I ever gonna wash my hair?

Well, you know what, it's not important.

What is important is...

...I love you.

And I'm so sorry
that I have lied to you.

Can you ever forgive me?

I couldn't answer because I didn't know.

- Stella?
- I didn't know him.

Hey, little sis, back yard is all done.

Apparently, I do decorate.

Marlene is finishing up some
fabulous little centerpiece.

- Why is Marlene here?
- You invited her at your funeral.

I told you I was setting you up
with Dr. Chang tonight.

Does Dr. Chang know that?

- Yes.
- Yikes!

Uh, well, this is awkward.

Good evening, party people.

Oh.

Oh! This is a bag of poop!

- Yep.
- I tried to stop her.

It's a little thank you for
your wonderful work babysitting.

Leaving that dinner
cost my firm the client,

so happy ring hunting.

Could tonight get any worse?

- Hello, family.
- Really?

Poppy, what are you doing here?

You invited me at your funeral.

You invited everyone.

And she's my date.

Your date? Did I miss something?

Uh, I... I definitely did.

Oh, Mom has decided
to be a bi with Poppy.

We don't have to put
labels on it, but...

we recently upped the level
of physical intimacy.

Uh. That was an over-share.

No, please, regale us all with tales

of your progressive lesbianism.

Oh, good. Dad's here.

Peter, you smell like a bar.

That makes sense.

We have to sell the house
and work until we're 80.

Wait, if we sell the house,

where are we going to
have family dinners?

That's what you're worried about?

I think we can let go of
family dinners at this point.

No one ever really appreciated
all the work I put in.

So I, for one, would like to be done.

You can't be done, Ida.
That's now how family works.

Wait!

If we sell our house,
where am I going to live?

You guys?!

You guys, this is so awesome!

And you even got me a banner.

Whoa! Sexy doctor alert!

Hey, I'm here with someone,
she's outside.

Not serious. But she does exist.

Okay! Everybody outside...

now!

As I watch my cocktail napkin
speech blow in the wind,

it dawned on me this could be
one of those epic movie moments

where the heroine's speech

brings her entire family back together.

Most people think death
is the opposite of life.

But it's not.

Death is the opposite of... something.

Life is a circle, and if that's true,

why are we so obsessed with...

making progress?

This was not a movie moment.

Thank you, Dr. Chang.

Whoo!

Thank you, Stella. That was, uh...
a speech.

Stella, what was that? Are you on drugs?

No. Well... yes, I was
when I wrote this, but...

Relax, Mom, it's just weed.

No, that is a gateway drug.

Who are you to lecture anybody
on acceptable behavior, Ida?

Peter, I know how you must feel, but...

Do you, Poppy?

You have any idea how hard it is

to watch the love of your life
leave you?

Or what it feels like to think
at least if she was with a man,

I could beat the crap out of him?

Oh, that is mature.

As usual, you will do anything
other than be vulnerable.

What do you want to hear, Ida?!

That I've been scared every day
for the last eights years

because I thought we were
gonna lose our little girl?

Because I was.

You didn't have a monopoly on grief.

But unlike you, I didn't have the luxury

of wearing my heart on my sleeve

because someone had to be
strong for our kids!

And you may not want to admit it,

but you needed me to be
strong for you, too.

I wanted to feel like
we were in it together.

You want to be in it together?

Stop getting naked with family friends!

Okay, guys!

You both did the best you could to get

through an impossible
situation... you all did.

That's... That's what I was
trying to say in my speech.

That's what you were going for?

'Cause that did not come across at all.

The point is...

our problems are fixable.

Mom, Dad...

deep down, you still
really love each other,

and you can work this out.

Aiden,

you deserve to be in a relationship

with someone who is not married.

I-I seriously think it will help
you get your life on track.

I'm sorry, Marlene.

And, Lizzie, what happened to you?

You used to be so fun,

but now you're so stressed
about your kids and your job.

So you lost a client?
I mean, who cares, so what?

I bet you don't even know
what your firm does.

- Of course I do.
- Of course you do.

I just don't because I know
that this career of yours

is not your real passion.

You used to want to be
a writer, remember?

Writing made you so happy.

So you need to go do that,

because you are not happy, Lizzie.

Well, how could I be?

Your cancer always
came before my happiness.

Yes, writing used to make me happy,

but I gave that up when I gave
up a scholarship to Columbia

to stay here and help take care of you.

Sweetheart.

What?

- I didn't know about that.
- Of course you didn't.

Because it was our job
to make your life beautiful.

But behind the scenes, we were a mess.

Look at Aiden.

The thought of losing somebody
he cared about made him

stop caring about anything at all.

I feel like you're psychoanalyzing me

unnecessarily,

and I'm good, guys.

I'm great.

- In fact, I've never been better.
- Man: Stay away from Marlene!

What?

Oh, God, Aiden!

- What did he hit me with?!
- Aiden!

It's starting to happen. I don't care.

Nelson, if you leave now,

everything we had
will be perfect forever.

Sara, life isn't perfect.

It can be beautiful.

Don't you see?

Um, I don't think patients
are allowed to drink wine.

Good thing I'm not a patient then.

So why are you here?

I like the views of
the city from this window.

And also, when I was sick,
this was my room.

Rough day?

Turns out my... family's a disaster,

and I can't seem to be
able to fix anything.

My cancer has ruined
my family's lives and...

Oh, my God, I'm complaining
to a cancer patient

about how hard my life is.

You sound like a...

dying girl from one
of these sappy cancer movies.

Trying to fix everybody else's problems

just so you can avoid
facing your own fears.

That is not what I'm doing.

That is exactly what I was doing.

I'm Sadie, by the way.

Hi, Sadie.

I'm Stella.

Look, if you ever want
to talk about anything,

I would be happy to...

just listen.

Just listen.

No, if cancer taught me one thing...

it's that you can get
through anything...

as long as someone has your back.

Also, an old guy died in that bed today,

and I don't think it's been cleaned.

As I walked down the hall,

wishing I had another bottle of wine,

I couldn't help but wonder,

now that I wasn't sick,

did anyone have my back?

Hey.

Thought I might find you here.

And that you might want this.

And then I realized... he did.

- Yeah, you like that?
- I do.

I don't love the Q&A afterwards.

Wow.

Whoa. I had no idea we could

get so much done in such a short window.

- It that too short?
- No.

- No, it was hot.
- Okay.

You really know how to get 'er done.

Well...

Listen...

I'm sorry, too.

Sorry, what for?

Not getting to know the real you.

But I do want to.

And...

...I want you to know the real me.

And the real me is...

terrified.

What are you terrified of?

The future.

That I'll...

screw it up or waste it.

What I'm really scared of

is that you might not be
okay with all this.

Our forever just got a whole lot
longer than you were expecting.

Stella...

I know I promised you...

that I would love you
for the rest of your life...

I was always gonna love you
for the rest of mine.

You just weren't gonna
be around to see it.

If you really don't want kids...

I do want kids.

I used to picture myself
with a little girl.

I was just...

I was scared to let myself want
something that I couldn't have.

But, baby, you can have that now.

What if she gets sick?

Oh, babe, no, no, no.

You can't think like that.

You're not sick anymore.

I promise you...

whatever comes our way,

whatever tomorrow holds...

we'll get through it together.

- Really?
- Always.

And I love you so much.

I love you.

So there it was...
the end of my cancer movie...

but the beginning of my life sentence...

which was full of promise.

You sure we can afford for me
to stay at home and write?

- Yes.
- Yes?

- We can't afford for you not to.
- Come on.

- Okay!
- Okay, guys.

I'm gonna get this one.
Give me this one!

You take that one.

And, sure, none of us knew
what would happen next.

I really gotta figure out
what I'm gonna do with my life.

So do I.

Marlene's pregnant.

Oh.

One thing I did know
was that from now on,

it would be up to me
to host family dinners.

Don't get me wrong, one awkward evening

where my dad got drunk

and called my mom and Poppy
scissor sisters three times

doesn't mean everything's okay.

That's what they call 'em.
Scissor sisters.

Still for the first time since
I found out I wasn't dying...

I was truly happy to be alive.

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