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I don't know much, but I know you're out there.

Somehow, some way, insisting life get lived.

You keep the river flowing no matter what.

But for those of us afraid of change, we follow the path of least resistance.

But I'd argue that nothing is more painful,

more hard to cope with

as confronting your own child's addiction.

We believe that if we're diligent enough, aware enough,

we can help our child avoid pain inflicted by others.

Not always, but we can try.

But how is a parent to confront the pain

their child inflicts upon themselves?

I have walked through the fires of hell with my own dear son,

and we have come out the other side.

I have worked so hard. Taylor and I have been through so much.

I... I can't lose him now.

I am here to give you words of wisdom,

to offer you hope from someone who has been where you are.

Every sinner has a future;

every saint has a past;

and I'm here to give you

hope.

For me, the path I was on,

I felt like I'd never get hurt, never die...

- ...never get lost. - Let me see those hands! Get 'em up!

The thing is, after a while, taking the easy route

can lead to dangerous places.

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Season 2 Episode 9 "Path of Least Resistance"

End of the day, we're all just trying to find our way

to someplace that feels like home.

I'm not sure we can get there taking the path of least resistae.

Mr. Banks.

Glad you came back.

Want another look inside?

Uh, yeah, all right, sure. Okay.

The neighborhood is great. Close to the beach, two bedrooms, two baths,

which, you know, with kids, is a huge plus.

Are they... Are they flexible?

Even though it's a buyer's market, they've already turned down

two offers below asking.

Sarah's way hotter. She's in, I don't know,

only so long I can hear about the swell in ventura before I start to zone out.

Look, at this stage of the game, ben, it's actually okay that good conversation is not at the top of your priority list.

Yeah, but jess is cute, too, and way more interesting.

If you give me the truck back, I could probably take them both out.

Yeah, like that's gonna happen.

- Excuse me. - Hey, dad.

Uh, Ben, give me a minute. I'll meet you inside.

Yeah?

Are you William Banks?

I haven't slept in days.

If I'm not driving around looking for him,

then I'm lying awake, waiting for the phone to ring.

Even at his worst, I would get hang-ups in the middle of the night, but now...

Nothing.

Mrs. Fisher, you said?

Marcia.

Marcia. Uh, please.

Why don't you... Why don't you tell me about your son?

Marcia Fisher?

- I'm... I'm sorry? - I just assumed in your line of work...

My book about Taylor's addiction is a bestseller.

Oh, okay.

The paperback comes out next week.

I'm supposed to go on book tour with it, but I can't.

I can't, not with Taylor gone.

Well, tell me about your son's addiction history?

What's that... What's that all about?

That's the whole story.

Hit me with the highlights.

Well, he started sneaking alcohol when he was eight years old.

Soon, he moved on to harder stuff. Meth mostly.

What happened recently? Anything... Anything set him off that you know of?

- No. - What about his father?

- What's his take on this? - He's not part of the picture.

- Your picture or Taylor's picture? - He was part of the problem.

He's not part of the picture, any picture.

I have worked so hard. Taylor and I have been through so much.

I... I can't lose him now.

Whatever you have to do, whatever it costs,

I need you...

Taylor needs your help.

Page 37.

"Our son was sick, and Bob wanted us

to accept him and support him as this was all part of some teenage phase."

Well, I guess the queen of the talk show circuit doesn't have it all on lockdown after all.

- You're surprised? - No. You tell her what you think of the book?

What's the point? I mean, she asked us to help the kid,

- so that's what we're gonna do. Let's help him. - So, do you want us to

Yeah, it's a good idea. We don't have much to go on yet, so go for it.

Who doesn't love a good game of needle in the haystack?

"My husband was wrong.

I knew I had to find a way to make him see it, and when he couldn't,

I knew I had to find a way to leave him."

Scintillating prose.

Why do I get the impression that pa Fisher knows a lot more

than ma Fisher's letting on?

Why are you here?

I was hoping you'd heard from Taylor.

- Thought you said you knew my ex. - I only met with her for a few minutes.

I'm sure that was plenty of time for her to give her side of things:

"I'm a bad influence, part of the problem."

- Look, I don't want to get involved in whatever beef you got going... - You take money from Marcia?

Then you're involved.

If you're working for her, I don't have a damned thing to say to you. So why don't you just...?

Look, it's likely that your son is living on the streets when he's got a home to go to,

so whatever problem you have with your ex,

that's not real high on my priority list.

She came to me because she's worried about your son, man.

Bullshit.

She only cares about her own image.

Again, I'm only focused on one thing here, and that's helping Taylor.

So if you've heard from him

or if you have anything at all for me to go on,

then I suggest you focus on that, too.

You got a broke-down vehicle,

I can help you out.

Otherwise, you came to the wrong place.

"I couldn't stand the thought of him downtown with the lowlifes and the freaks.

My boy was too good for that."

Ooh, we should limit the canvass to the downtown area.

Put in a call to Gomez in Vice. Tell him we're gonna be poking around down there.

"Once we checked him in at New Day,

Taylor had friends who challenged him to be his better self.

His sponsor, Perry,

seemed to understand him on a fundamental level."

Maybe I should reach out to this guy at New Day.

See if he could hit me with the specifics.

He's out right now. Can I take a message?

- Hey, uh, Tonya. - Perry will be right out.

Yeah, um, you know what? I was just wondering... you...

Do you know Taylor Fisher?

You asking for you or Marcia?

Both.

You know he's missing, right?

I don't care about book deals.

I just want to help him.

William? Sorry I'm late, brother. Come on back.

Hey,

he doesn't want to come back here. I can tell you that much.

Thanks.

You know, in all transparency,

I'm a little concerned about your involvement in this.

Did you mention this concern to Marcia?

No, I haven't yet had the opportunity.

Look, are we... Are we really gonna have this back-and-forth over who got to the sandbox first?

This is not a game, okay?

Taylor and I have a very strong bond. There's a history here.

I helped him successfully navigate the last time he fell off...

Well, this kid you helped successfully navigate,

he, uh, he's in the wind right now, so...

What, so you're saying I had something to do with that?

I wasn't, but is there anything you want to share with me? Anything that,

uh, anything that happened the night he took off?

I... I don't know how to take that.

All right, look, let's, uh, let's... Let's start all over, okay? I don't...

I don't really have an ego in this thing, honestly.

I mean, if she writes a sequel, it's all you.

I don't care about the credit, you know?

Of course not.

All right, look, what do you want?

What... what do you need?

Who was Taylor spending his time with?

Well, me. We spent quite a lot of time together. His mother, of course.

But, uh, really, he kept to himself mostly.

He became almost monk-like throughout the recovery.

Marcia wrote in her book that he used to score downtown.

Oh, yes, abandoned warehouse down on seventh street.

He used to squat down there for a while.

Okay.

It's pretty rough down there.

Uh, yeah. No, I'll keep that in mind.

He's gonna want to come here to get back on his feet.

He always does.

- Hey, do you recognize this guy? - No...

Hey, Leo.

I want to talk to you, man.

Dag, yo.

What's the matter, leo? Ain't you happy to see me?

Huh? I got something for you.

Oh, man, you can just go ahead and put that andy j away.

Man, every time you show up, my business dries up, like, for real.

Doesn't look like you' having any problem moving your product.

Yeah, but look at where I was at, man.

I had a sweet deal slinging the college kids over on the westside.

And you show up and then poof!

Nah, man, we done. Look, in this economy, I got to run my shit conservative.

I really need to find this kid, leo.

And I really need Salma Hayek on my Don Johnson,

but I don't hear no one speaking Puerto Rican.

You want to die?

Get back to work.

- Anything? - No, he's not here.

No one even flinched at the photo.

Mmm, looking good, girl.

Hey, leo. You seen the kid?

Uh, let me get another look at that glamour shot.

Nah, he ain't been up in here.

- Are you sure? - Gone.com.

All right. Your slice of the stimulus package.

- Hey... - Don't. Don't even.

Sayonara.

Hey! Get the hell away from my house!

- Sorry, brother. - Yeah, nice house.

- How come we can't find this kid? - Someone's not telling us something.

I'll check you guys back at the shop later.

You can so trust me.

You can't go running to mom.

I said I promise.

Like that time I put the crayons in the dryer?

Yeah, that was a real mystery.

Dad's looking at houses.

He told you that?

I... I saw one of those info sheets in his truck.

Why would you assume mom doesn't know?

'cause it wasn't one of hers.

Why wouldn't you tell her?

And give her a reason to be pissed?

- What? - You actually thought this out.

Shut up.

Do you have a plan or something?

Yeah. I invited him to dinner tonight.

Ben, come on.

How many times have I told you, you have to let me know if you're going to invite one of your friends for dinner?

- Yeah. I, uh... - Set the table for four.

Eh. The table.

So, who is it? Brady? Evan? Oh, God, I hope it's not that kid.

She's gonna kill you.

Wouldn't be the first time.

So, who knew we raised a mini machiavelli?

Hey, there.

- hey. - So, earlier today at the shop...

- Yeah. - When you said to me, uh...

"Hey, mom wants to know if you have any dinner plans."

Yeah, I don't know if that's what I said exactly.

Oh, that's what you said, exactly.

"Late at night, I'd lie awake, watching the shadows cast by the blades of the fan,

wondering what I'd done wrong,

wondering how my sweet little boy

could be so cruel,

wondering how he could hate me so, hate himself,

wondering why... Why he was in so much pain."

Thank you. Thank you so much.

You know, your book has really saved me.

Oh, I'm so glad.

Good luck.

So... No one has seen him.

I didn't just come to you for your discretion.

I was under the impression that you knew your way around;

- you knew what rocks to turn over. - I...

show his picture, I get nothing. I talk to people, nothing.

I've turned over every lead. You tell me where to go.

He must have friends, right? I mean, he must have someplace he likes to go hang out, spend time.

All his friends would be at the new day center.

If perry can't help you, I...

Even if you hired a PI, which you didn't do,

I've got nothing to go on.

I mean, you've... you've given me nothing of value.

- I gave you my book. - And I read it, and I get the situation.

I get walking away from home and wanting to disappear,

but most people want to get found.

I can't get a hold on why your son doesn't want to get found.

Look, I suggest you file a missing persons report.

I don't really know how else to help your son.

No, please, William. Please don't go.

I don't know.

I wish I could give you more to go on, but I don't know.

Please keep looking. Please don't stop.

I just want my son to come home.

I'm just saying. Okay, I don't think she really wants us to find him.

I mean, I think she wants to want us to find him,

but in actuality, I don't think she really wants us to find him.

Okay, you can't possibly think I followed that.

I'm saying, it can't be good for book sales if the kid's on drugs.

- Dude, she's his mom. - That's what I'm saying. She wants to want it.

All, right. Fine. Let's take this to its cynical conclusion.

- Okay, please. - Wouldn't this then mean she gets to write a sequel?

Yeah, that's a good point.

Did you and my dad used to date?

Gosh, you know, Ben, I don't want to talk about it.

You know, it was a very difficult time in my life and, um,

I... You know, you give somebody your heart.

Seriously, Akani, it's cool.

- I just want to know. - Hey, Ben,

- you should talk to your dad. - It's just...

For the first time in my life, dad's trying, and

and I don't want anything to mess that up.

You got a customer.

- It's Ben, right? - Yeah.

Kassidy.

You can keep the change.

Thanks.

So, listen...

If you ever want to go get coffee, or, um, I don't know...

Go grab dinner or whatever you kids do these days,

go to the mall, or go roller- skating, whatever...

- I, you know, if you want to talk about it... - Hey, I think I got it covered.

Sure you do.

Listen, I knew this kid, right?

Seven years old. His dad ods.

And then his mom continues to have this string of boyfriends, husbands, each one worse than the next.

Sometimes they'd beat him.

Sometimes they'd just ignore him.

But he's still here, you know?

Look, I know it sucks when your parents break up. Okay?

It's tough.

But, uh, you don't got it so bad.

But if you ever want to talk about it,

I'm here.

- Hey, what's up, Ben? - All right,

listen up, guys. One or both of them is lying.

All right, so... We're going to sit on them, see what we can see.

Akani, I want you on the mom. Swenton, you take the dad.

We're going to rotate in seven-hour shifts. Cool?

Go ahead and take off.

How many is that this week?

Three.

There you go. Let's close up. I'll give you a lift home.

- You should come inside. - No, I got to run.

Mom would be happy to see you.

What, you didn't learn your lesson after last night?

You know, she still loves you, you know.

- Ben, stop. - She does!

She told lu before dinner last night. She said she'll always love you.

And I'll always love your mom.

- But listen, you can't just keep... - You know, I don't get it. I don't!

Things got better, and that's when you decide it's too tough?

Hey, Ben.

Hey!

Okay.

Yeah?

Okay. He there now?

No, I'm on my way.

I didn't see anyone, but there was no light on out here.

Is there anything else missing besides your wallet?

Uh, it just looks like some jewelry. Nothing fancy.

How much money was actually in the wallet?

Uh, I'm the mother of an addict. Only $30 or $40.

All right, look, just try to get some sleep.

- Oh, I don't know how I can. - I don't blame you,

but the good news is he's alive, which means we have a chance.

- Thank you. - Okay.

- Night. - Good night.

All right, take this hair and get it tested.

See what this kid is on.

You know, you should write a book on the, uh...

On the art of the stakeout. I could hear you from two blocks away, man.

Sorry, boss. There's not a lot of options, really.

I mean, it, uh... Seeing as how red bull's kind of a gateway drug, you know?

- All right, anything? - Nothing. Nada.

I followed him back from a tow around 8:00. I haven't seen him since.

You know what, though? You guys should really discuss decorating tips.

You know, with that whole living in the office thing.

All right, go home and get some sleep. I'll call you when I need a break.

Yeah. Roger.

- Hello? - Dad?

Taylor?

It hurts so bad.

It hurts.

- What hurts? Where are you? - I don't know.

Seventh and Santa Fe, I think.

You got to help me, please.

Taylor!

Taylor!

What do you got, akani?

A whole lot of nothing.

The test was clean for drugs?

Clean all right.

The hair's 100% synthetic.

It's a wig.

Well, that explains why no one recognizes him.

That's why we got nothing on this kid.

Hey. Taylor.

Hey.

Are you Taylor?

Is that you?

I just want to talk to you. Hey, don't run.

Don't run!

Taylor. Hey, I'm not trying to hurt you.

- Come here. - Let go of me!

I'm not going to hurt you.

I'm here to help you.

Let me go! You're hurting me!

Officer stop. Police.

- Hands on the wall. - Don't run. Don't run.

Now! Hands on the wall!

I said hands against the wall. Get 'em up.

Just take it easy. Take it easy.

Spread your legs.

You're a real clean-cut dude to be picking up ass down here.

Listen, it's not what you think, all right? My name is William Banks.

- Yeah, shut it. - What do we got here?

Solicitation and possession.

- You've got the right to remain silent. - No, no, no! Please, God!

- Anything you say can and will be used against you... - Hey, hey, take it easy, man.

- You got to get it off! Get it off! - Listen to me, I'm just trying

- to get this kid off the street, all right? - Sure, you're gonna

- She's gonna learn how to type. - Listen, listen, listen, do me a favor.

Frank Gomez... he runs your vice squad, right?

I'm going to reach into my pocket, get my id.

You give frank a call. He can vouch for me.

William Banks.

Go ahead, call him.

Keep an eye on him.

You know, you're a real tough one to find, Taylor.

Your mom was worried about you.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Why do you think I'm here?

I don't know.

I thought she was done with me this time.

Why would you think that?

Uncuff him.

Thank you.

Tell frank I owe him.

Good luck with this one.

- What's hurting you, kid? - My arm. It feels like it's on fire.

Let me take a look.

You using clean needles?

You using spit instead of water when you fixed tonight?

- Yeah. - I got to get you to a hospital.

Hey!

You know, you're lucky, kid.

Gangrene like that, you could have easily lost that arm.

Your mom's on her way down.

You want me to call your dad?

No way they can be in the same room together.

Did you tell her?

- How you found me? - No.

Do you ever talk about it with her?

You come clean, you have more options, you know that.

She didn't tell you about our fight?

No, what fight?

Oh, thank God.

Thank God you're all right.

Hey, mom.

Hey, t-man, how you feeling?

Baby,

I know I said some things, some harsh things,

and I'm sorry about that.

But you're okay now,

and we... we can start over.

Listen, I know you're probably but

your mom and I thought you need a little tough love.

- Hey, guys, maybe it's better... - William,

- please. - We're gonna get you well.

Perry, he's found this place where... where they deal with people

with problems like yours.

- No... - Intensive therapy...

Mom, mom, I'm not sick. It's not a problem.

- Honey... - I'm not sick.

- Wait, everybody stop. - Like I told you, there is a history here.

So if you'll just back off.

What were you thinking? Those hormone pills that I found...

You didn't even get those from a doctor, did you?

Probably got them from that friend of yours... Tonya.

I went down there to die.

- And I wish you would have let me. - You don't mean that.

Everybody out.

Outside right now. I want to talk to you.

Why would you keep this from me? I asked you straight up what happened.

I didn't think it was relevant to the problem I asked you to deal with.

You didn't think it was relevant? His drug use, his gender issues... it's all connected.

Besides, how the hell could you expect me to find him when I don't know who I'm looking for?

I didn't know, okay?

I didn't know.

I didn't know how...

How he was presenting himself.

- You didn't know? - No.

Look, I... I can't pretend to know how hard this is for you,

but you can't separate out this from that.

Your son is in a hell of a lot of pain and that pain is causing his drug problem.

Oh, really? And what makes you qualified to make that diagnosis?

You know, man, just give it a rest.

This guy... he's going to tell you exactly what you want to hear, but you want your son back

you better find a way to get right with this.

But it's not right. It's just not.

It's not.

It's not right?

William,

thank you for finding him.

But I can take it from here.

You know what, Marcia?

Go ahead and tell your story.

Ain't no shortage of people gonna call you a saint,

but I know, and somewhere deep down you know,

you're killing your son.

He's all right?

He's alive.

- He's going to go back into treatment? - Don't know.

What did you do to piss her off?

Well, I got to be real straight with you here, man. I've been doing this gig for a long time,

but the truth is, I don't know what my place is on this one.

I get a case, I find 'em,

do what I can to help out, but...

- Always? - No, never that smooth.

But the obstacles are usually, uh...

I don't know.

I imagine it's all about the obstacles.

Obstacles I can clear. It's, uh, it's the land mines.

So did you know?

That he was taking hormones?

I didn't.

I mean, I suspected, you know.

You know, I didn't, uh...

I didn't see my son for a long time, William.

Then he found me last year, it was like no time had passed between us at all, you know.

I mean, I wasn't shocked to see the path he was on.

I didn't

feel completely comfortable with it, you know, but,

uh, he was clean.

To tell you the truth, I knew from the time he was a little kid that he was...

That he was what, different?

No...

In pain.

This little sweet boy who would look at me

like he was screaming inside, like he...

He need me to do something about it because he couldn't, and...

And I didn't... I didn't know what to do.

I didn't... I didn't know what to do for him.

You and Marcia didn't split up over his drug use, did you?

Well, he needs you now.

Shit, William.

I'm 50 cents short of a nickel, man. I couldn't afford rehab...

- Don't worry about the money right now. - No, no, I can't expect you to do that.

Now, look, I just want him to get clean so the decisions he makes are clear.

And you know what, you might not think that you did anything to help Taylor,

but he found you,

he came to you because he didn't want to scream anymore,

and you were the only person in his life who was actually listening.

That's real.

- Hey. - Hi, William.

- Hey, brother. - This the hack?

That's not necessary. We're both professionals. No need to name call.

I got no interest being considered part of your profession, brother.

- What room's he in? - I...

- What the hell are you two doing here? - What room is our son in?!

- You have no right after everything you've done. - Everything I've what?

- What did I do? - You know what you've done, bob.

Why don't you keep your voices down, guys.

I sat back and let you lie through your teeth to keep me from my kid

because I felt it was better for him then some long, drawn out...

- Bob, bob, bob, we're here for Taylor. - You have no idea what's good for him.

I know that airing our family business in public would be about the least helpful.

Oh, you still can't accept that I got out. That I was successful.

This is not about you, Marcia.

- Really? - Please lower your voices.

Bob.

Which room's he in?

What room's he in?!

Second door on the right.

- Where is he? - What do you mean?

Oh, my God.

You!

- Where is my son? What have you done? - If he wants you to know, he'll call you.

Until then, you're just going to have to trust that he's all right.

I want this... This...

This person

gone!

I really thought he'd be safe at my house.

- I thought he'd stick around. - Don't beat yourself up.

He's lucky to have you.

You know, someone who understands what he's going through.

- So, what's the plan? - Keep trying.

It may take a while to sink in,

but he needs to know he's not alone in this, you know?

My God.

Hell of a place to call home, ain't it?

Hey, man.

I was wondering if you could help me out.

You seen him?

Oh, big man's into the freaky-deaky, huh?

No, man, I'm just looking for the kid.

Well, he ain't for sale, just rent.

- This buy me a conversation? - First crapper on the left.

Hey, girl, hey. I could put you to work, you know that?

No, man, please.

- Can't you just leave me alone? Why can't you just leave... - Taylor.

- I don't want you to see me here! - It's okay. I don't mind.

I mind!

We're not going to give up on you. We're not going to leave you down here to die.

Why not?

Because you're not alone, you hear me? You have people in your family who love you.

People all around you who love you.

- No. - Your father came to get you, all right?

I told him everything and he still wanted to.

As soon as he saw me like this, he'd be gone.

- Just like her, 'cause they hate me! - They don't hate you, kid, they love you.

You hear me? You are loved.

I love you, Taylor. You're my friend, and I love you.

You can't make it stop.

The noise, the voices.

I'm wrong, I'm sick, I'm broken!

I don't want to hear it

if I... If I could have had another life,

if I could have chosen something different, don't they know that I would have done it?

The only promise we can make you is that we're not going to be one of those voices, all right?

You have our help. You have our support if you want it.

Your mom, your dad...

We'll get there.

Get out of here.

You know where you can find us.

Get out of here! Leave me the hell alone!

Congratulations on selling that big house in bel air.

- I know that's a big deal for you. - Yeah. Thanks.

You should, uh,

you should take a vacation, celebrate.

Yeah, the word is vaguely familiar. I just can't remember what it means.

No, serious. I'll watch the kids. Take a week.

Hell, take two.

Okay, maybe so, uh,

what did you want to talk to me about?

Right. Uh...

Well...

I wanted to talk about, uh...

Ben.

- Yeah, he's been on a bit of a tear lately. - Yes, he has.

Anyway, I've been... I've been thinking about it for a while,

and this is hard enough.

I don't think it's a good idea for him to see me living in that craphole apartment back there.

Yeah, look, I... I know I wasn't originally thrilled with him working at the shop.

No, no, slow down. Actually, I... I love having him here.

I think the job is good for him. I think he's good with the job.

- Good. - I just think

him seeing me here gives him the idea that, uh,

this is temporary.

At any rate, I, uh, I've been looking around for a while,

and... I found a house.

To rent.

To buy, actually.

But you didn't, um, I...

No, I know.

I'm a real estate agent, William. I could have...

- We could have split the commission. - You know what? I did think about that, but...

Look, it's not like you haven't had secrets before.

And I wasn't even sure at first that I wanted to do it,

so I thought calling you might be a little awkward.

You're right.

I'm sorry. You're right.

And you know, it's small. It's a two-bedroom,

so Ben will have to sleep in the living room on a sofa,

but it is close to the school, and, uh,

I think I'm getting a deal.

Great. It sounds great.

Okay, lu, let's go.

Time to get our nails did.

Okay, mom, we're definitely not listening to hip-hop in the car anymore.

I love you. Don't break too many hearts today, huh?

You guys have fun.

Hey, melissa,

thanks.

You're welcome.

Your mom looks good.

I saw that thing in your car.

About another house.

- Right. - You really gonna do that?

Yes, Ben, I am.

-You... you already have a house, dad. - Ben, you're killing me, all right?

Look, I made lots of mistakes, all right? And that is what's brought us here.

And try as I might, I can't change that.

A house, apartment, shop... it doesn't matter where I live.

I'm not going anywhere, huh?

Trying to get rid of me?

Ain't gonna happen.

Ain't gonna happen, pal.

Hey, guys.

Thanks for coming.

I, uh, I picked up Taylor

about three days ago downtown. He reached out to me for help.

He's been here detoxing since.

He's ready to get clean,

but he wants to say a few things to you two before he does,

so, just listen, please?

Hi.

Thanks...

For coming, I mean.

So here we are.

Okay.

I've never felt right

in my own skin.

My whole life

I thought, "this was wrong.

This body was wrong."

I never felt like a man.

Never even wanted to.

I wanted you to see me...

...and I tried really hard to be what you wanted.

But I can't hate myself anymore.

This is who I am.

And I'm gonna do whatever it takes

to make the outside fit how I feel on the inside.

And I hope that you stick around...

Because no matter what I look like,

I love you both...

...so much.

And I want...

I want you to love me, too.

I'm learning.

Sometimes you gotta head straight on into the pain...

...to come out the other side.

Ladies and gentleman,

I'm here today to tell

I can tell you that Taylor has been sober

three weeks now,

proud to say.

And every day we spend together, every day

is a gift.

And I...

Before I go on, there is someone that I would like you to meet.

Someone who,

uh...

Someone that...

...my...

This is my Taylor.

See, because sometimes the path of least resistance

just makes the road longer.

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