All language subtitles for Life Sentence 1x02 - Re-Inventing the Abbotts

Previously on "Life Sentence"...

For the last eight years,
I've been living with cancer,

so I tried to live my
life to the fullest.

I even went to Paris and
married a guy I just met.

After all, I'm dying.

You're not dying.

I'm cured.

We all kept stuff from you.

We may have to sell the house.

He sells his ADD
medication to soccer moms

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

I'm coming out.

I couldn't help but wonder
if anyone still had my back.

And then I realized...

he did.

A week ago, I found
out my cancer was cured

and the eight years my family spent

taking care of me had
ruined their lives.

I was determined to make it
up to them, but it wasn't easy.

My father was knee deep in
debt, so I was helping him

come to terms with
selling our family home.

I don't want to sell.

I'm not ready!

I'll get him there.

And I'll get him to put on pants.

My brother had used my cancer
as an excuse not to grow up,

so I was putting an end to that.

You got a married woman pregnant, Aiden.

It's time to deal with it.

I feel like I am.

Call Marlene.

- Hello?
- Ooh...

My sister put all her
dreams on hold for me,

so I was pushing her to
start her first novel.

- Aunt Stelly!
- Okay, guys.

- Time to let Mommy write.
- Aunt Stelly!

- Aunt Stelly!
- Go upstairs. Okay.

Go upstairs.

Ah, yes. Coffee.

- Okay.
- Apparently it's all for her.

Yeah.

As for my mom?

Since she blew up our whole family,

she needed to know someone
was still there for her.

You know that best part
about kissing a woman?

No whiskers.

Wherever your dad rubbed
his face, I got a rash.

But not with Poppy.

Super fun story, Mom.

When I wasn't taking care of my family,

I was getting to know
the handsome stranger

I married on a whim.

That part was fun.

?Ooh.

Do you know how lucky I am?

I get to wake up next
to you every morning

for the rest of my life.

If I say yes, I'll sound full of myself.

But yes.

And ditto.

Great move putting the
air mattress in front

of the stove to save money on heat.

You know, if we get really
hard pressed for cash,

we could push it closer,

let it explode, ?and
sue the manufacturer.

And that would give me a reason
to put my law degree into use.

You said you worked
in finance in London.

I did. But I also went to law school.

- Fascinating.
- Mm.

- Bye!
- Bye, babe.

Clearly, I still had a
lot to learn about Wes.

But we had all the time in the world.

- Hello.
- Oh.

Miss Abbott?

I'm Agent Stern from
United States Citizenship

and Immigration Services.

I'm here to investigate the
legitimacy of your marriage.

Or so I thought.

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Your marriage was flagged, Miss Abbott,

because Mr. Charles filed
the marriage certificate

after his visa expired.

No, no. That's not true.

- Stella sent that in.
- Late.

I'm sorry.

To be fair, there were
no real consequences

to my actions until last week.

And it's Mrs. Abbott,

because we are legitimately married.

But you're keeping your maiden name?

- Yes.
- No.

We haven't figured that out.

Why don't you two share a bed?

We do share a bed.

Then who sleeps on the floor?

Oh, we both sleep on the floor.

Why would you do that?

Because we're poor and we
need to use our stove for heat.

Although, the sex that we had
on that mattress was so hot

we may have heated up the entire loft.

It was so crazy hot
you wouldn't believe it.

But you should believe
it because it did happen.

And I realize that I'm making it
sound fake by over-explaining it,

but it's not because it is fake...

it's because I'm not
sure how to talk about sex

- in front of strangers.
- True.

I'm gonna need you to
come to my office on Monday

for a formal interview to determine

if Mr. Charles is facing deportation.

I can't believe I could get deported.

Wes, I am not gonna let that happen.

If there is one thing I
know, it is that no one,

not even ?the United
States government,

is gonna come between us.

Do you remember how we met?

Fate literally brought us together.

Just like in the movies.

Look, you are the only
man I have ever loved,

and I am the only woman
you have ever loved.

We're meant to be together.

- You're right.
- Hell yeah, I'm right.

So, here's the plan...

You go online and figure out everything

they might ask us in that interview.

I will come straight home after work

and we will spend the entire night

learning everything
that there is to know

about each other like our
marriage depends on it.

I'll see you at home.

5:00 sharp.

- Okay.
- Bye.

Bye.

As Wes walked away with sad body,

I wanted to go tell him

everything was going to be okay.

But I was late for work.

Our design is just a leaf, but
I do expect you to make it right.

Watch and learn.

The problem with being sick,

when you'd normally go to college

and figure out what
to do with your life,

is you end up with this
20-year-old as a boss.

Perfect. As usual.

Also, leave your drama at the door.

Work is for work, not socializing.

Totally got it.

Stella. Hi.

I just need to talk
to my mom real quick.

Mom, what are you doing here?

Oh. I came to tell you some good news.

We got an offer on the house.

That's great.

I'm not sure Dad's gonna
be as excited as you are.

Well, I'd argue that I'm
not excited that he left me

in the dark about us having no money.

Anyway, the best part is,
the buyers want it ASAP,

furniture and all, so if
there's anything you want,

you got to come and grab it today.

Let me break it to Dad, okay?

Maybe we could even have
one last family dinner there.

So we can say goodbye.

I really think that it'll
make him feel better.

Whatever you need, sweetie. Bye.

Huh. She's being really cavalier.

Is she? Tell me everything.

I just thought selling our family home

might affect her more, but I...

Oh, you don't care at all.

Back to work.

I snuck out of there early
so I could get my stuff and

still make it home for my 5:00
p.m. study session with Wes.

- Aiden!
- Oh, no.

I know you're in there!

Hey, Marlene.

You can't avoid responsibility forever!

I don't know, that's
kind of his thing.

I'm losing it.

Which is why Aiden in avoiding me.

I think he's avoiding you
because you're having his baby.

It's crazy, I'm gonna have
a baby with my drug dealer.

Oh, my God.

I've finally become my mother.

Oh, I have to go.

Oh...

Aiden, were you just hiding in there?

No...

I was also playing video games.

- Are you kidding me?
- I can explain.

- Go ahead.
- Oh, you mean right now?

Diego. What's happening up there?

Uh...

nothing healthy.

Is this Lizzie's old stuff?

Uh, yeah. I told her I would grab it,

since she is just sitting at home

still staring at a blank page one.

What? She hasn't written anything yet?

No. Nada.

Nothing.

But she is convinced
that this unicorn lamp

is the inspiration she needs.

Not gonna lie, it
seems like a stretch.

- Yeah.
- Oh, please.

You should be thanking your lucky stars

I got someone to buy this stupid house.

Why do they get our furniture?

They're not eventing our asking price.

- Guys, come on.
- Don't bother.

After about 40 minutes,

one of them usually
tires out and wanders off.

Our asking price is too high.

This house hasn't been
updated in years, Peter.

The house has only been
on the market for a week.

Let's slow down.

Diego, will you tell her
she's being ridiculous?

- Yeah, I'm gonna pass on that.
- Stella, will you tell him that

- something is better than nothing?
- Nope.

Guys, hey, here's an idea...

Why don't you two sit down, talk it out,

instead of acting like
you're gonna kill each other?

No. Enough. You know
what? You better sign it.

Who cares if it's a little low?

Oh, easy for you to say, Ida...
you don't have a job you were

hoping to retire from
before you were 100.

Son of a...

Peter.

See? Wandered off.

Can you believe all this fighting?

- Yeah.
- Yeah. It's making me tense.

Oh. This will help.

It's just so sad.

This house used to
be such a happy place.

Since the day we moved in,
everyone was always laughing.

There's so many great memories here.

Like the time Mom and Dad got us Baboo.

Even when I was sick...

I just felt safe here.

And now here we are, saying goodbye.

What happened to Baboo?

Oh, he ran away.

You can't really blame him.

I can't believe we're
putting stuff in boxes.

It just feels like
it's ending too quickly.

You're absolutely right.

We're not taking this insulting offer.

Thank you for keeping me from
making a huge mistake, Stella.

Nice work, me.

Hey, don't be so hard on yourself.

You weren't trying to
make everything worse.

Thanks.

Hey.

No, I'm mad at you.

- Why?
- Because you're avoiding Marlene.

You can't live in a
virtual world forever.

Sure I can.

I have a lot of friends in here.

I have a great job shooting demons.

And these are
noise-canceling headphones,

so they block out whatever
I don't want to hear.

If you didn't want to be a dad,

you shouldn't have had
unprotected sex a married lady.

- She thought she was on birth control.
- What?

How could she think that
she was on birth control?

- That part is unclear.
- You now what?

I have always defended you, Aiden.

Even when Dad says,
"He is a lost cause""

I say, "No, he's not. I believe in him.

He will find his way ""

Thanks, sis.

- I'll get there some day.
- No! Some day is now, Aiden.

You're my big brother.

It would seriously break my heart

if I couldn't look up to you anymore.

- Yeah, you look up to me?
- I do.

So don't let me down.

Just face this.

Just like I had to face cancer.

Hey, I'm gonna tell you the
exact same thing you told me...

"You are stronger than you know."

Oh.

Oh, crap.

I am so sorry.

I left work early to
go pack up my childhood,

and then I got really sad,

so I told Diego this story that
made my dad tear up the offer.

So between the look my mom gave
me and Aiden's baby-mama drama,

I just got caught up.

And I know that a unicorn
lamp can't fix anything,

but I really wish that it could.

Well, that clears everything up.

- Really?
- Not at all.

I have never heard so many
words have so little meaning.

I know it might seem like I'm
putting my family stuff first.

Does it seem like that,

or is that exactly what you're doing?

It's what I was doing.

And I'm really sorry.

This is my priority.

You are my priority.

And just to show you how much I care,

I am going to make us your
favorite dinner while we work.

What is your favorite dinner?

See, this is why we have
to study for this interview,

because they're gonna
ask us stuff like that.

I know.

Bangers and mash.

Ooh. That sounds naughty.

Get your flashcards. Follow me.

Let's do this.

We still have so much
information to get through.

Okay, let's just keep going.

How many people have you slept with?

What? Why do I need to know that?

It was one of the questions
I found on the website.

Okay. Yep.

All right, bracing myself.

Let's hear it.

Oh, two. That's not so bad.

Oh. No, it's an 11.

Holy crap, were you a prostitute?

I'm sorry.

This is how I should've reacted...

That is great information.

Very cool. That's
really good to know.

- So you're okay?
- Am I thrilled? No.

Is 11 my new least
favorite number? Absolutely.

But you're a really good-looking guy.

It makes sense.

Good for you, bro.

I'm fine. I promise.

Calm down, Stella,
it's just sex, not love.

Love is all that matters.

Okay, so what about about you?

What's your number?

It was just you, Wes.

Really?

Why didn't you tell me that in Paris?

Because "I'm a virgin"

is not really something
that you say in Paris.

It's not like I was saving
myself... it's just that...

I don't know, I never
really had the opportunity.

I was sick since I was 15.

Well...

I'm honored.

Okay, let's just stop for tonight.

No, no, wait. Let's do one more.

Uh...

Where did I got to secondary school?

I...

do not know what that is.

In London, secondary
school is high school.

Yes, Wes explained that to me.

Mapelthorpe Academy.

Correct.

I know. Because
we really are married.

Speaking of marriage, why
did your parents split up?

Oh, I know this one. It
was because of Stella.

- It was all her fault.
- Hey, that's not true.

Yes, it is.

It's also your fault your
father won't sell the house.

- No!
- Yes.

And you told me to face
up to being a father.

Now my face is my father's.

- Boo!
-

- Boo?
- Hm?

I think you fell asleep sitting up.

Oh, my brain is fried.

You know what? Maybe
we should call a lawyer.

Already made an appointment for today,

so can you get off work?

Uh... I don't think so.

Being a real person sucks.

It's fine. I can handle it.

It's just, I think we should have a talk

about what we would do

if I do have to go back to London.

You'd come with me, right?

Yes, of course. 100%.

I will be right there with ya, gov'nah.

That's, uh, a very accurate accent.

Thank you, mist'ah.

Okay, I'm gonna stop that.

I'd appreciate that.

- It's real crazy.
- It is crazy.

Yeah.

It's like you're begging me to fire you.

Why? I didn't do anything wrong.

I saw you sneak out early yesterday,

and now you're torturing this
customer with your family drama.

No, I am not...

If you can tell me
about her personal life,

you get a month of free coffee.

Her mother and father are fighting

over selling the family house.

Her brother knocked up a married lady.

And she feels terrible
because her husband's

at an immigration
lawyer's office. Alone.

I thought we bonded, Jasper.

I'd like six free lattes to go, please.

Okay, I may let my home
life bleed into my work life.

But...

this has been a really hard week for me.

Fine. But you're totally on probation.

- Hi, Stell Belle.
- Hi, Daddy.

I'll make sure he buys something.

I'll take a latte.

Thank you.

Actually, can we make it a black coffee?

It's a lot easier to make.

- Anything for you.
- Great.

On that...

Mom is freaking out.

Can you reconsider accepting the offer?

But you said so yourself...

the house is worth more
than they're willing to pay.

That's not exactly what I said.

Plus, you guys could
really use the money.

But there are other ways we can do it.

We could rent it to cover the mortgage.

At the very least, it would give
me some time to do some upgrades

so we can get the price we ask for.

Honey, I know... I'm
too attached to that house.

But part of me feels like if we sell it,

we're selling all the
memories we have in it.

I know it's crazy.

No, it's not.

I feel that way too.

Then let me buy us some time.

My dad was making sense.

Mom would have to respect him for that.

That is great. Just wonderful.

Or not.

I didn't know where she was going,

but hopefully it was to
take a walk and calm down.

Uh-oh.

What is wrong with slowing
down and doing some upgrades

so we can get more money?

No, I think it's great.

And since we can't
afford to hire someone,

we can just do the remodel ourselves.

I love a nice open floor plan.

Mom! Wha... Stop!

What is wrong with you?

Nothing's wrong with me.

I feel great.

Oh, hey. Peter.

How do you feel about a
nice set of French doors?

So, it's finally happened.

You've finally lost your mind.

Yeah. Makes me feel like an animal.

Ah!

How's it make you feel?

A little turned on.

Which is annoying.

Mom! Just stop. Please.

After this, I think
I'm gonna grab a shovel

and put that pool in
that we've always wanted.

First you destroy our family,
now you destroy our home.

Why do you care so much about this?

It's just a house.

This isn't just a house. Look.

You are destroying the wall

where we marked our heights
on when we were kids.

Oh.

Well, I'm sorry, sweetie.

Are you? Because it
doesn't seem like you are.

It seems like you couldn't care less.

You sound just like your father.

Are you on his side now?

I'm trying to be there
for the both of you.

I don't want to choose sides.

Welcome to being an
adult child of divorce.

Fine, you want me to choose sides?

I'm taking Dad's.

And I'm taking this.

Are you enjoying this?

A little bit.

Why would you tip him? We
didn't even get anything.

As a fellow barista, I feel
his pain, so I tip them all.

So, it sounds like Mom
is really losing it.

How long have Mom and Dad been
torturing each other like this?

Let's see, today's Thursday, so...

three years.

And this is the kind of stuff

you guys have been protecting me from?

Usually it's worse.

Between Mom and Dad and all
this immigration stuff with Wes,

life is a lot more
complicated than it used to be.

I think I liked it better
when you guys lied to me.

Do you think we could go back to that?

- Oh, no problem, sis.
- Yeah, whatever you need.

Great.

Do you think that Mom and
Dad will ever get along?

Oh, definitely.

There are probably somewhere being nice

- to each other right now.
- See?

This is so much better than the truth.

Speaking of which,
how's your writing going?

Amazing.

Yeah, that does feel better.

Wait. We lost Aiden.

There is no way that's true.

Okay, you got me, I'm not
the official parker greeter.

But I would like to take
this opportunity to say hello

and welcome to the park.

Aiden.

Ah, sorry, babe.

New rule... you are not
allowed to talk to any women

until you talk to the one
who is carrying your baby.

I'm going right from here to meet her.

And what's your plan?

How are you gonna handle that?

I'm gonna take a deep breath and say,

"How can I help you through this?"

And then I'm gonna do a
whole lot of listening.

I got this!

Better late than never.

That would be an awesome
title for my autobiography.

Guys, I was just texting with Diego.

Dad asked him to go over
to the house and help

with the destruction Mom caused.

- Eugh.
- Yeah.

One of us should go by
later and check on Diego.

Yeah, I... Why are your
fingers on your noses?

Guys, that's not fair.

See you, sis.

Seriously?

You should go check on
Diego... he's your husband.

I get that, but...

unfortunately my finger's on my nose.

I hate to say it, but at
this point, it may be easier

to just finish taking out the wall.

Yeah, she really did some damage here.

Mom did some damage to the yard too.

There's some holes in random places.

Not really a pool shape yet.

- Wonderful.
- Hey.

It's all good.

- We're here.
- I'm here too, Dad.

You could've asked me
to help you fix stuff.

You're not the guy who
fixes problems, Aiden.

- You cause them.
- Don't be so hard on him.

Aiden and I talked,

and he is gonna be making
some big old changes.

Look, I admit I made some bad
decisions in the past, for sure,

but I'm moving forward,
and I'd appreciate it

if you gave me the benefit
of the doubt once in a while.

Have you seen my...

This is not a good time, Denise.

- Seriously, Aiden?
- It's not what it looks like.

I mean, it's obviously pretty close.

- Diego.
- Denise.

You guys know each other?

Yeah, yeah. Our kids
are in school together.

Hey, and say hi to your husband for me.

Uh, don't do that. That's weird.

Have you even talked to Marlene yet?

You know what? No.

I am so done defending you.

I can't believe I ever
thought you'd change.

S-Stella...

Great job. You lost the
one person on your side.

How can you keep making the
same mistakes over and over?

I don't have to explain myself to you.

As long as I'm putting
a roof over your head,

you sure as hell do.

Hey, Dad, don't worry about
the mess over here. I got it.

Isn't he great?

- Hey. How did it go with the lawyer?
- Not great.

He reckons we might
have to go back to London

till we can get this sorted out.

We?

I can't believe my
family is falling apart,

and they're trying to send
us halfway across the world

because of some stupid paperwork?

I mean, it was an honest mistake.

We thought I was gonna die.

I'm making this go away.

How are you planning to do that?

I knew who I needed to talk to.

So, you see, when we got married,

we thought I was dying.

It was like one of those
romantic cancer movies,

where boy meets girl,
and they fall in love...

...the way only two people

with nothing else to do truly can.

All right, stop. Just stop.

You married a man you
knew for less than a month,

and he knew you were gonna die?

Why are you saying that like it's bad?

Because he was gonna marry
you, become a citizen,

and then you were gonna die.

Oh. Okay, now I see why.

Let me ask you a question...

What kind of person
marries a dying girl?

I know what you are trying to do.

You are trying to put doubts in my head,

but you can't, because I know him.

I know him.

I believe you fell in
love with Mr. Charles,

but people can be deceptive.

You don't get it.

I know that this might
sound a little cheesy, but...

I really believe that fate,

or whatever you want to call it,

brought us together.

We are each other's first loves.

That I am certain of.

So the woman he shared
a one-bedroom flat

with in London for two years...

a Pippa Hollingsworth...

was just a friend?

I bet he slept on an
air mattress there, too.

You did know about her, didn't you?

Of course I did.

Like I said, I know him.

Pippa?

Who's Pippa, Wes?

You made me feel like such an idiot.

Okay, look. Can we just talk
about this later, please?

- Now is not a good time.
- Why not?

Because your mother is here.

Hi.

I tried calling you, but you
weren't picking up the phone.

Because I don't want to talk to you.

Honey, I am so sorry I
made you choose sides.

Seeing you take your father's side

made me realize it was a big mistake.

I can't deal with
either of you right now.

I'll be in the bath.

Is marriage always this hard?

You're really asking me that?

I miss Mom buying
groceries. I'm starving.

You want the pepper or the chocolate?

Yeah.

You could've taken a little
time out of your empty schedule

to go shopping for us.

You know, could you
just hold that thought?

I kinda like it when you call
me a disappointment over dessert.

How could I not be disappointed, Aiden?

You're a smart kid, but
you dropped out of college,

do nothing all day...

Well, today I did a soccer mom.

Is this a joke to you?

This is your life.

You only get one.

And you're throwing it away.

I'm doing the best I can
with the hand I was dealt.

The hand you were dealt?

You come from an educated,
upper-middle-class, white family

in suburban Oregon.

I gave you everything
you could ever want.

Your money?

Sure. Never the time of day.

- Stella was sick.
- I know.

That meant I was invisible.

Look, I know you had a lot going on,

but would it have killed you
to put your hand on my shoulder

just one time and tell me
that you believed in me?

- I did the best I could...
- With the hand you were dealt?

How was your bath?

Long. Crappy.

I feel like a sad raisin.

Your mom left.

Did you love her?

Pippa... Did you love her?

Yes.

Then why did you tell me that
you'd never been in love before?

- Because you were dying.
- No. No, don't do that.

Don't use my cancer as your
get-out-of-jail-free card.

I'm so sick of people doing that.

I love you, and I wanted you

to have the romance
that you dreamt about.

So I told you what I
thought you wanted to hear.

And when I got better?

I don't know. I didn't
know how to tell the truth.

I didn't want to stop being
the perfect man in your movie.

Well, the movie's over now.

And it turns out it's not
as good as you thought,

because there are some...
some really big plot holes

- that need to be explained.
- Like what?

Like what kind of person
marries a dying girl?

If you don't already know
the answer to that question,

maybe they're right. Maybe...

Maybe our marriage isn't
as real as we thought.

Do you know what?

If honesty really is
that important to you,

were you being totally honest with me

when you said you'd move to London?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

You were just as unprepared
for you to live as I was.

But now that we have a shot
at a real future together,

you're the one having
doubts about us, not me.

- That's not true.
- Really?

Because you will not put our
marriage before your family.

I shouldn't have to.

Of course you shouldn't.

But if I get deported, you're
gonna have to make a choice.

And knowing that you
wouldn't choose me...

I didn't say that I wouldn't choose you.

But you didn't say that you would.

I wanted to fix things with Wes,

but I didn't know how.

So I tried to get off the
air mattress quietly...

...and went to the one person
I knew in a perfect marriage.

Basically, I get how Harry met Sally,

but what happened after
Harry married Sally?

Oh. They fought.

And sometimes Harry regretted
having kids so early,

and other times Sally would look
at the men in her pilates class

and think, "Ooh, I'd like some of that""

I feel like we're not
talking about a movie anymore.

We're not. I'm sorry,
Diego keeps texting me

about what kind of
cereal to feed the twins.

Just pick one.

Look, marriage isn't about
being happy all the time.

I feel like if you're
struggling a little bit,

it means you're probably doing it right.

Then why does it feel
like I'm doing it wrong?

Because you're new at it.

And because you're young.

I mean, most people your
age are single and selfish.

They're Aiden.

I think if you wake up in the morning

and you feel like,
today this is worth it...

that's what happiness is.

And the day you don't...

Stella, you just got your
life handed back to you.

Wes is great. But
you don't have kids yet.

I mean, nobody would
blame you if you decided

that you weren't ready
for a life-long commitment.

Okay, now you're just being greedy.

I was hoping dinner would
be quick and painless.

Would you like the lamb chops, Ida?

Or are you a strict vegetarian now?

No luck.

You cannot bear to see me thrive.

None of you can.

You've all abandoned me.

That is not fair, Mom.

I have been trying to be there for you,

but you're too busy sledgehammering

our walls to notice.

I mean, seriously, what
kind of person does that?

That's her new favorite thing to ask.

Are you guys still
fighting about his ex?

That is none of your business.

Aiden, can you pass the salt?

Ooh, sorry, Pops. It's too heavy.

Diego, would you be the
son my father always wanted

and pass him the salt?

I don't know what the
right move is here.

I don't want to get in the middle,

but I also don't want
your food to be bland.

Aiden, this is stupid.

What are you two fighting about now?

Oh, nothing, Mom. Just keep thriving.

For starters, you're gonna
be a grandmother again.

What?

Elizabeth, why didn't you tell me?

- Oh, God, no. -
Mnh-mnh. Snip snip.

The two upstairs are enough.

- Stella? Wes?
- Nope.

- Not us.
- I don't understand.

- Seriously?
- Oh, God. Aiden, what did you do?

I think it's pretty
clear what he did, Mom.

How could you be so irresponsible?

You're just as bad as this guy.

I think you are just
displacing your anger, sweetie.

You think that he's
displacing his anger?

Look at what you've done to our house.

Moving to London's looking
pretty good now, huh?

- You're moving to London?
- We have to discuss it.

She doesn't want to.
But I might get deported.

Deported? Why didn't you tell me?

Because, Mom, every since we
found out I was gonna live,

you have stopped caring about my life.

About any of our lives.

All you ever do is talk about yourself.

I mean, you are so out of here,
and you are so out of touch

with how we're all feeling about it.

You know what? Why don't you
just go home to Poppy and thrive?

I think you broke your mom.

Well, on the plus side,

looks like we'll have a pool by dawn.

Mom, this is ridiculous.

We're not gonna put in a pool.

That is not what I am doing.

I am digging my own grave
since you are all content

to see me die here.

I just don't understand
why you are so desperate

to get rid of this place.

Did it mean nothing to you?

Does this family mean nothing to you?

Mom, put the shovel down.

It hurts me that you are
walking away without caring.

How is this so easy for you?

I'm so glad that you have such

wonderful memories of this house,

Stella, but my memories
are different than yours.

For me, this house is
where my baby got sick.

And it's where my love story fell apart.

And you don't remember this,

but that wall where we
marked your heights...

there is a paint chip on it

from when we had to
bring in the hospital bed,

because, honey, you
couldn't get up the stairs.

This house is where everything
bad has happened in my life,

and I just want to let go of it all.

Please, just...

just let me let go.

And at that moment,

we all finally understood my mom.

What the hell?

Please tell me that is not a coffin.

It's not a coffin.

Are you lying?

Obviously.

Why is there a coffin in our backyard?

Why's it so small?

Because it's a coffin for a cat.

It's Baboo.

I don't know understand.

You told me that Baboo ran away.

- We lied.
- Big surprise.

Why would you guys lie about that?

How did he really die?

He had... cancer.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

It's just, uh...

I loved that cat.

I took care of him when he got sick.

I mean, you didn't know that. But I...

I took really good care of him.

You took really good care of me.

And you could be a great father.

You just...

you have to believe in yourself.

She's right.

Thanks, Dad.

And, Ida,

I wish more than anything
that you wanted to stay.

But I understand why you have to go.

So let's take the offer
and sell the house.

Right after we re-bury this cat.

So after an impromptu cat funeral,

we all sat back down
around the old kitchen table

one last time.

The next day, Aiden found the courage

to face fatherhood head on.

I'm in. Anything you need, Marlene.

Okay.

I think we should tell
my husband the truth.

That feels like a you thing.

- Bye, Mom!
- Bye!

And I helped Lizzie get
into a writer's retreat

so she could finally focus.

See you, babe! I got the kids!

- You know I'm gonna kill you, right?
- Makes sense.

And as for me and Wes...

What is his favorite meal?

Bangers and mash.

I actually made it for him last night

- when we were studying for this.
- Mm.

N...

We weren't... we didn't
have to study for this.

What is her favorite holiday?

I...

Uh...

I-I don't know what that face means.

Clearly it means Christmas.

- Christmas?
- Yeah.

How is that Christmas?

Jingle bells.

Okay, what's his shoe size?

I don't know. And you know what?

It doesn't matter that I don't know,

because I know that his
nose crinkles when he laughs,

and I know that his eyes, they get

really large when he's nervous.

And I know how he makes me feel.

I mean, that's what's important, right?

All right, look. I don't
know what you're writing

in your little pad, okay? But
the truth is, I don't care.

Okay, that's a lie. I
do care. I care a lot.

You asked my wife what kind of
person would marry a dying girl.

Well, I'd like to answer.

The kind of person who...

who never knew how to live for today

until he fell in love with...

an amazing woman

only to find out that
today was all that she had.

The kind of person who never
felt like a single thing he did

in his life really
mattered until he met her.

Because loving her in her
final days... mattered.

It still matters.

Loving her makes me matter.

I know it might not be
the fairytale, but...

...but we're meant to be.

And I think that we deserve
a chance to prove that.

Maybe not to you, but... to each other.

I love you.

I love you too.

Welcome to America, Mr. Charles.

Best of luck to you both.

You know, usually I am the one

that's delivering all
of the big speeches.

- I feel like I crushed it.
- You totally did.

I just want you to know, though,
that if it came down to it...

I would have gone to London with you.

Really?

Yes.

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