"Blue Skies"]
singing a song...
You can't just do this. You can't just give up on me.
- Like hell I can't. - Let me try again.
Let me fix it. He was so close.
I just...I... I don't know why I stopped him.
It was, like, this stupid crisis of conscience.
I had one of those myself recently,
but now I'm over it, and I've never felt better.
Please!
Please just...
just let me try again.
Do you think this is the kind of place
that hands out second chances?
And cut the hysterics 'cause I'm not falling for them again.
You really aren't any different, are you?
You're just as cruel and as sick as everybody else here.
Well, shit.
- I guess so. - Do you even have a daughter?
Or was that photo you showed me
just some cheap internet stock photo?
Hush your mouth and keep walking.
You brought this on yourself, you know?
Came up with a plan and didn't even bother asking yourself
if you can go through with it.
And speaking of half-baked schemes,
we found your little weapon,
the knife you hid in the toilet tank.
Did you honestly think we weren't doing sweeps?
I had you thinking I was nice,
and you had me thinking you were smart.
I guess we really did play each other.
Our next interview's in place...
...but it can wait if you need a moment.
I hate the beach.
Well, some people say the ocean brings peace.
Yeah, well, having been out here an hour,
I'd like to report they're full of shit.
Okay, talk to me.
Talk.
I'll bill you later.
I'm a scientist, you know? A strict materialist.
I don't subscribe to any kind of mystical thinking,
except when it comes to failure.
For me, failure's always had
a sort of black magic to it.
Like, you got to ward it off with crosses and garlic
and everything in your power,
because if you let it in, even just the thought of it,
it becomes inevitable.
And then I woke up this morning,
there it was, the prospect of failure
just sort of sitting on my chest,
waiting for me to acknowledge it.
All because these fucking boys won't fucking talk.
Well, we'll cycle through a few more of them today.
We'll press them harder.
We'll get more surgical with our questions.
Yes, there is a hole in our research,
but we will fill it.
Look, you can't lose sight of the endgame here, Gretchen.
You got to remember what you're doing here.
I swear to Christ, Dan,
I swear to the actual biblical Christ,
if he ruined this, if he did something to taint this...
He.
Good. So you're ready
to have this conversation.
You're ready to admit that the problem...
our real problem here was your choice of operative.
Look, um, I don't mean to sound the alarm or anything,
but I'm starting to worry about Josh.
All the meds that he takes for stress or depression,
I don't know what.
And the poor kid, he drinks... he drinks so much.
And, like, gets really sloppy. I found him wandering all alone
last night, uh, just totally out of it.
And then this morning we were collecting salt water for, um,
so we could boil it down and preserve the jag meat...
Preserving sustenance.
That's a pretty impressive milestone for them to hit.
Josh, he was so hungover he tried to drink
the water straight from the ocean.
I don't know what's going on with him.
Maybe his dosages are off something.
I do wonder why Gretchen picked someone like Josh
with all of his health issues.
Okay, first off, most of his illnesses
are obviously psychosomatic.
And second, his family is one of the few that paid.
World-altering studies don't just fund themselves, Susan.
The kid is absurdly fragile, Thom.
- That's all I'm saying. - That's why he's there,
to grow some thicker skin.
Look, if I had someone helping me
the way Gretchen's helping Josh, I,
you know, might've come into my own a little sooner.
But anyway, he's got support. Look.
I'm doing my best to look out for him.
I just hope it'll be enough.
I mean, if he hurts himself
or like, someone else, then...
I don't know.
I had to put this on your radar though.
I'll memo this and CC her.
You know, it might be time
to admit what's happening here.
The guys are building community even faster than the girls did.
I don't think it's time to admit that.
They've killed an apex predator,
they're working as a team,
and they've already cracked food preservation.
The girls are how many days ahead of them
and they still haven't figured that one out.
All right, eat up.
- This shit won't keep. - No, I can't.
- I'm way too full over here. - Come on, guys.
We'll feel like dicks if we just throw away food today
and then, you know, we don't have anything tomorrow.
- Yummy. - No.
Mm-mm. I'm engorged,
and not in a hot way.
Wow, I am so over this feast to famine bullshit.
I know, they're sort of awful in their own way.
I don't know. I still like feast.
- Look at my food baby.
Absolutely not, Martha.
No one has said "food baby" since 2017 for a reason.
We decided to leave it there.
Food baby? I think it's kind of cute.
Nope, Shelby, we are not reinforcing this.
Martha, I love you,
but I'm not letting you resurrect "food baby."
My thing is, like, if you extend the metaphor,
when you do take a shit, are you supposed to love it
like a child?
It's all very confusing.
I'm sorry, baby.
I didn't know you'd be so controversial.
Yeah, Jesus. Come on.
Let her have her food baby.
Ah, nails on a chalkboard.
Can we just stop saying it?
Come on, Fatin, let her have her baby.
Just let her have her little food baby.
- This isn't funny.
- Now you're... - You want a little kiss?
Fuck!
- Oh, my God. - Oh.
Oh, shit!
I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry.
Yeah, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine.
It's fine. Honestly, something needed
to interrupt that conversation, so...
Yeah, that was pretty low for us in terms of banter.
I wanna know if you're okay.
I am.
And then I'm not.
And then I am, and then I'm really not.
But the prayer thing is working.
Uh, I guess I just
want more.
More?
Like, I don't know, more God, I guess.
I don't mean to make this heavy, I just...
I just want some of what you got.
Well...
...finding God is about faith really.
You can't just get it or learn it.
You know, you...
you sort of have to trust it.
Yeah, but you know me. I've got control issues.
Like, I need steps. Like...
like a program or some rituals or something.
Okay. Uh, well...
...um, maybe you could start with, like, a baptism or...
I've been in water my whole life.
It's kind of played out for me.
Then there's marriage,
though not everybody's allowed that.
Not in my church anyway.
Uh, I don't know.
Uh, maybe the Catholics do more.
We just kind of hit the high notes, you know,
babies, matrimony, death.
Rachel, I didn't mean to bring that up.
- I'm...I'm so sorry. - Don't be.
Maybe, like, that's
what I need.
A funeral, you know?
Maybe I need to...
Maybe I need to bury her.
We're here to help.
Whatever you need.
I'll be here for you.
Thank you.
Um, I'll get some of her stuff together.
You okay?
Of course.
Shelby, you gave her your cross.
I'm just...I'm just trying to be a good friend.
When you're brought up a certain way,
you just do stuff and believe stuff,
'cause it's what your parents taught you.
Like...
Like you've got to make your bed with the tight corners
and put the milk in the fridge with the spout facing out.
How everything is always better
when it's straight and neat and clean.
And you don't question it really...
...because it's all you know.
Until it's not,
and you glimpse something different for yourself.
Yeah, like the morning after the hunt.
We had all this dried meat from the kill.
We could look at it and say that we did that.
We provided for ourselves.
I was eating it, you know,
grease all over my hands,
gristle under my nails.
I've never been proud and dirty at the same time.
What?
Why are you looking at me like that all weird?
Nothing, man.
It's just a good day is all.
It's just a damn good day.
Who wants some more?
This is unreal, dude.
I can't believe you got it to taste okay.
Hey, it's not just okay, okay?
This shit is fucking marketable.
It...it's all-natural, gluten-free.
It's exotic. I mean, when we get home,
me and you are gonna talk.
We gonna see if we can't market this shit.
Yeah, I don't know. I tried a few things.
Took that bunker ketchup and used it as a rub,
and then I smoked the meat for a punch of mesquite.
Um, I'm sorry, what?
Uh, my coach used to be a pit master.
Taught me all this cool shit.
It's good, Kirin. Compliments to the chef.
Where's J-Bird, huh? He get any?
You know what, maybe we should just let him chill.
He's super hungover.
Probably should just, like, walk it off.
Besides the energy is good here.
If Josh comes over, then it's a whole spiel about alcohol
and the effects on his microbiome.
He might not be drinking enough water.
That's true...Raf, tell them what he told you.
Tell them why he doesn't wanna drink from the water supply.
He doesn't want to abuse his white privilege.
Oh, Lord. So what?
Instead, he's gonna die heroically of dehydration
and make himself the center of the narrative
when we get back home?
- Please. - Nah, it's true.
I mean, that boy's all messed up with this shit.
The other day, guess what he called me?
Wait for it.
Articulate.
Josh!
Come hang out.
I feel like I just told you to let him chill, but okay.
Packs don't leave the weak on their own.
It's against nature.
Hey.
How are you feeling, man?
- You holding up okay? - Joshua,
would you like some water?
I really shouldn't.
I want you to know that me and my people would very much love
for you to take some water and not die.
Yeah, dude. We want you to rebound.
We got a "good vibes only" thing here and...
...uh, we want you in on it.
Here. Seriously.
Are you sure you're okay, Josh?
Oh, shit.
We blew through the fucking water supply.
Aw, man.
No, no, it's cool. It's cool.
Between the alcohol and... and the salt on the meat,
we weren't not gonna get thirsty.
We just... we just got to...
We got to hit the woods, find some fresh water.
- Come on, come on. - Spillz is right.
- We can't really put this off. - Let's go, come on.
Should we split up, cover more ground?
Excellent idea all the way around.
I'll...I'll hang back here with...with J.
No, I, uh...
No, I... I should move.
I should keep it moving.
You can go with me, Snowflake.
I'll push your sad ass up the hill if it comes to that.
Let's go.
Great. Thanks...thanks, Kirin.
Show me those high knees.
Let's do it.
Up high. No charge.
Let's go. Let's get it.
The first one to find water...
...gets water.
- Fuck! - Hey.
Oh, my God, you scared me.
How long were you lurking over there?
Long enough to marvel at you doing laundry.
Weird, right?
- Is that Nora's? - Mm-hmm.
Rachel wants to bury it as part of the funeral.
If it's just gonna get dirt all over it,
why are you cleaning it?
I don't really know.
Feels more respectful or something.
You know, about today...
...I really wanna be there for Rachel but...
...all things Nora are just sort of triggering for me,
and I think maybe I should just sit this one out.
And here we are again.
- Here we are where? - You're fixated
on shit that's dead and gone.
If it's not Nora, it's your writer boyfie,
and honestly, I don't love any of it for you.
I know I trash talk Jeff, right?
I think it's just because I'm bummed out.
You give him so much real estate
in your head and your heart.
I don't think he deserves it.
Well, if I give it up,
like, I stop thinking about him and Nora...
...what then?
Just dream bigger or better or different.
Ben Folds.
- What? - I'll fantasize
about Ben Folds.
- Is that a human being? - A human.
A musician, a songwriter, a poet,
a messy-haired wearer of great glasses.
Wait, do you really not know Ben Folds of Ben Folds Five?
He was, like, huge in the early aughts.
Bieber was huge. I've never heard of this guy.
Okay, he was, like, niche huge.
But my cousin at Berkeley was super into him
and so I was super into him and he just, like...
he wrecked me.
I was maybe 11.
He was my first crush and I knew every lyric to every song.
I wrote them all over my binders, my walls,
sometimes my skin.
Yeah, that sounds really on brand for you.
See, isn't this is more fun
than getting hung up on the same old shit?
You know what else sounds fun?
Oh...
Whoo!
Agh.
Yeah, Leah!
Oh, fuck me, it's so cold.
I'm so fucking hot.
I'm fucking thirsty too.
But I keep at it. I keep going.
'Cause "pain is weakness leaving the body."
You ever heard that before?
"Pain is weakness leaving the body?"
Come on, dude. Keep going.
Sweat it out. It'll be good for you.
- I'm trying. - Try harder.
Redeem yourself for getting so shit-faced.
Shh, shh, shh.
Oh, shit.
H2O, baby!
Yeow-y!
Oh, yeah.
Whoo!
We fucking did it, bro!
Oh!
Come on down.
Sweet baby Jesus, it feels so good.
Dude, let's go, let's go, let's go.
Get in the water!
Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
What are you doing, man? Get the hell in here.
It's nice.
What the hell was that?
All the way in, man. Feels fucking amazing.
- Oh, you're getting in. - No.
Oh, yeah.
I'm really not up for it.
Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!
Come on, don't be such a little bitch, Joshy.
I'm telling you, you'll be reborn.
- Get... - Come on.
- Kirin, get off! - Whoa!
- What is that on your stomach? - It's nothing.
It just happens sometimes when I drink, especially beer.
It's just...it's gluten. It'll go away.
Jesus, why are you like this?
We literally can't get a single win
without you bringing up some of your sad shit.
Whatever. Seth's right.
We're all out here vibing, trying to keep each other up...
What did Seth say?
That this is your thing.
Killing the high, being the problem,
I'm not the fucking problem. Seth is!
Seth is the problem! He's the fucking problem!
It wasn't me! I'm not the fucking problem!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, shh, shh. - No!
- No, it's okay. - I just...I couldn't...
- Okay. - Seth...
I am not the fucking problem, man.
I'm not the fucking problem.
Josh...
...what happened, man?
Is there anything that you might share with us
about what he told you that day?
It changed us.
It changed everything.
How exactly did it change you?
Not sure it's one of those things
you can describe, just...
...boom, and then nothing was the same.
Well, for you to be so rattled by this, that's saying a lot.
You who'd been so strong, so steady,
the one everyone counted on,
or at least that's what the others have said.
Used to that, I guess.
Sort of had to be an adult back home, you know?
Mom doesn't count. You figured that out
if you talked to her.
And my father...
I wonder if this adult quality that you have
is why Josh felt so comfortable opening up to you
when he shared with you what he did.
I actually figured out where he lived, my dad.
New house, new wife, new kid.
I was in the third grade I think and I went by.
They were having pancakes for dinner.
That feeling...
...never really goes away.
That shitty feeling of not mattering to people...
...not mattering to the people you're supposed to matter to.
It hits hard.
It hits early.
And it will fuck with your soul.
That not mattering shit...
...you can let it fuck you up.
Or you can bury it.
'Cause she loved birds.
My last cig.
Martha suggested that I give it to her.
My family burns tobacco when we pray to our creator.
The smoke sends our prayers to Manidoo.
You think I could have a moment alone with her?
Maybe say goodbye just the two of us?
Do you guys think that,
like, our families have given us funerals?
Jesus, I hadn't thought about that.
Yeah.
I mean, it's been so long that we're probably...
Gone to people back home?
We are dead to the world.
Oh, my God, my parents.
I love them but they definitely got the funeral all wrong.
Probably made a slide show with all the pictures I hate,
the baby ones when I had a cone head.
And they definitely picked some regrettably bad song
like "I Hope You Dance."
My parents probably cry a lot...
...but are probably trying to be strong for my sisters.
I hope someone's taking care of my bunny.
If you don't love them, bunnies get mean.
Your mom's definitely taking care of Mr. Bunniesworth.
That fucking Dr. Gretchen Klein with her whole greasy little
"don't you deserve good things" sales pitch.
- Who are you talking about? - Gretchen Klein,
the retreat lady in the airplane video.
I don't think she's actually, like, a doctor-doctor,
but that's just, you know, how she introduced herself.
- Wait, you met her? - Yeah.
Didn't you?
- No. - No.
Oh.
I think she just gave me a donut,
did her little song and dance selling me on the retreat.
Said that she'd sort out child services,
so I fucking went for it.
Doesn't that strike you as weird that she met with Dot?
Yes, I'm just not really interested
in reopening some extremely closed doors
that weren't good for me in the first place.
Said with love.
You know, I'm just gonna keep asking this.
I'm not really a quitter.
Are you okay?
You know what I thought
when I realized I was dead to the world?
Good.
'Cause if they knew who I really was,
I'd be dead to them anyway.
- I'm gonna kill him. - Kirin, no.
You said you wouldn't, over and over.
And I keep changing my mind over and over.
But you can't just sweep this shit under the rug.
Yeah, but it's my thing.
Don't I get to decide what happens?
There have to be consequences.
Otherwise monsters like this piece of shit
start getting fucking confident and then they take charge.
No!
I can't tell people. Like...
I don't wanna be the kid who, like...
Look, I'm not gonna be that.
Then we don't tell them what happened
and I beat the shit out of him anyway.
Okay, no, but I was drunk and I was all over the place,
so who even knows and who's gonna believe me?
I believe you.
Look, if you want me to chill,
not say anything, not do anything, fine.
But if he comes near you again...
Come on.
Hey!
What do we got?
- Goal? - Sorry.
I found this. It's not water though.
Sick consolation prize though.
Hey, man. Somebody better come through.
My mouth is dry as hell.
Got that white buildup shit in the corners of my damn mouth.
I hate that. Here, take mine.
Thanks, man.
Hey, how'd we go? Goal?
- You don't even play soccer. - My entire body is screaming.
Okay, I'll take that as a... as a no.
Uh, we're zero for two, but it can turn around.
I'm a man of...of... of faith.
Mm-hmm. Ish.
- Hey. - Hey!
Goal?
- Oh, shit, fuck yeah!
- Goal! - Whoo-hoo!
Goal! Goal!
Heads-up seven up!
JK bringing it home, baby.
Bottled at the source, Crystal Geyser realness.
Don't.
It needs purifying.
Huge find. Thanks, guys.
Yeah, of course.
It's a really good spot about an hour away.
It's a waterfall, actually.
It's a whole fall of water.
- Pretty psyched about it. - Joshua!
You prince!
Here I thought you were off your game,
but you saved the fucking day.
Get your fucking hands off him!
Kirin!
Kirin, Kirin!
- Agh!
- Chill! - Come on, dude!
What the hell is your problem?
Why don't you ask your sick fuck friend?
What caused Kirin
to show such aggression towards Seth,
especially when things were going so well?
You had food and then water.
Oftentimes when the physical needs of a group are met,
emotional conflicts tend to bubble up.
Is that what was happening here?
Maybe.
Or maybe Seth deserved it.
Why might he have deserved it?
Well, his face is sort of punch-able.
The Germans have a marvelous word for that.
Backpfeifengesicht.
Sure. That.
As Seth's step-brother, you must've had
some complicated feelings about Kirin's attack.
Fear or anger, defensiveness.
When I was a young boy...
...my father took me into the city
to see a marching band.
Go on.
He said, "Son, when you grow up...
- Mm. - No...
I think we should talk.
You remember when we had that grudge match
over who had the shittiest life back home?
Well, I'm...I'm not conceding here, you know?
I still got it locked up but...
...I'll admit I...
I don't know what it's like to have the kind
of parents you do.
You know, who can't or won't...
Accept me? Yeah.
That's got to hit deep, you know?
There's no way that it doesn't, so...
...I get it if...
...this is hard.
If being with me is hard.
It's not though.
I may be doubting everything else,
but not this.
With the church, it was all just...
...lies and hiding.
That's what I wanna be done with.
That's the part that I wanna, like,
burn or scrape out of me until I'm just...
until I'm just here, you know?
And okay.
And honest.
You are.
You're the most honest person I know.
Except I'm not.
I was on lookout a few nights ago and...
...I saw a light on the horizon.
Like... like the light of a boat.
I went to go and get the tinder to stoke the fire...
...but then I just froze.
Only for a second or two, but when I came back the...
the boat...the light was... it was gone.
I was so afraid of my other life that I hesitated
and I missed our chance of being saved and I fucked up.
- Shh. - I fucked up and I'm so sorry.
- Shelby. - I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry. - Shelby, Shelby.
- I'm sorry. - Shh, shh.
It probably wouldn't have made a difference, okay?
Okay, if the boat was that far out,
the fire wouldn't have helped, all right?
It's okay.
This is quite possibly the sickest destiny
I've ever beheld.
You're gonna marry Shrek, which sucks for Marcus,
but Shrek is one hot piece.
You're gonna be a powerful and sexy
Veterinarian Without Borders.
You're gonna live in a shack,
which given the current circumstances,
is a true upgrade.
And you are going to have 18 beautiful children.
Real ones. Not food ones.
I'm on fire with jealousy.
Really? Because 18 kids is a lot.
Yeah, maybe not 18 with global warming in play,
but a brood sounds nice.
Heading to signal fire duty.
Oh, um, if you see Rachel, can you tell her to come back?
Funerals are draining and I just sort of want her to crash.
Okay. My turn.
- Do my MASH. - Sure.
Oh, but don't waste your time filling in the jobs
because A, I am retired and B,
I'm gonna be living off the settlement money.
You know, Dr. Klein doesn't have to pay for a funeral,
but she will have to bankroll my very luxurious lifestyle.
Wow, you're really out for her blood.
Yeah. I mean, I don't know.
It just feels nice to have someone to blame.
Look, can I...can I please explain now that I'm...
now I'm no longer getting thrashed for no fucking reason.
No reason, my ass.
- He jacked off on him. - Kirin, let him explain.
There's not usually a rationale for sexual assault.
Come on, we...we don't know that's what happened.
Let him talk!
Look, Josh, he walked in on me
when I was in the middle of... when I was...
I was...I was jerking off,
and then he was just standing there,
and he saw me and... and that's it.
And now somehow, it's getting scrambled.
Bullshit.
Lift up your shirt.
Show 'em.
He's got, like, red all over.
What the hell is going on?
Why can't we hear anything?
Microphones must be malfunctioning.
Oh, what? Like that...like that's
supposed to be some smoking gun?
Look, I mean, no offense, Josh,
you literally break out in hives over everything.
Why would Josh lie?
Huh, why?
He's right.
And if Kirin O'Connor is believing the victim, then...
...something obviously happened here.
Okay. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Kirin, dude, I mean, you got,
like, 99 reasons to fuck with Seth.
You've been in a dick measuring contest with him since day one.
You think I'd make up some sick lie about it?
Josh, I believe you.
Okay, okay. Okay, this...
this is getting out of hand.
He's not okay!
Somebody...
somebody did something to him.
You say that like you're sure.
I know that kind of scared when I see it.
This is a whole mess.
I'm not about to be on the wrong side of history, man.
Wait, come on. Sides of history?
Looks like you've picked yours.
No. No, I'm...I'm not.
I...
Josh, I'm not saying you're making it up...
...but with the drinking and everything.
Henry,
do you really think that he could do this?
He's your family. You know him.
Talk.
It's possible.
What? Hen...Henry,
Henry, what...what the fuck? Wh...I mean.
His own brother said he did it.
I didn't. I said it's possible.
He's out.
We're kicking the motherfucker out of camp.
Can we just take a second...
No, I'm sorry, we're not being passive about this.
Okay, we'll vote.
Okay, it's the...it's the just and fair way to decide.
This is insane. This is...
this is completely off the rails.
Let's keep this as civilized as possible, okay?
All those in favor of protecting Josh
and removing a toxic force...
hands up.
I can't get behind this.
Josh, I'm sorry, I don't think you would lie, but...
...I don't think Seth would either.
No. It's okay, I, uh...
Well, I...I don't... I don't wanna mess things up
and, um, may... maybe I was just confused
and, you know, things were really confusing
and I just...you know, I just wanna forget...forget it.
He just wants to forget. He just wants to...
he just wants to forget this, so...
Hey...
Seth, you are hereby expelled from this group.
For the safety of Josh and everyone else,
remove yourself and keep your distance until further notice.
Pack your fucking bags.
Camp mics one through six all out.
I'm calling Alex.
If we can't get the audio repatched,
we'll be completely in the dark.
Guys.
I'm fine.
Really.
You don't have to, like,
put me on some kind of watch or something.
We know.
I, uh...
I should thank you, everybody,
for having my back, you know?
Even when I didn't have my own, you know, back.
I'm just...
I'm sorry.
Apology fiercely rejected.
Oh.
Okay.
- I'm sorry. - Josh,
you are not the one who needs to be apologizing.
You're the victim here.
Right.
Yeah.
That's great.
No, honey, don't...
There's no stigma.
It's your truth,
and now you need to own it...
What I need is to never fucking think about it again,
and for everybody here to shut up about it...forever!
Whether we get out of this place or not.
I have been called all of the things...
pussy, chicken shit, little bitch...
and I'm so sick of it all that I could choke.
And everyone is like, own it, just own it,
like if you own it you'll be invincible or something.
And that is just... it's not how it works.
Owning it just means that you are it.
Okay, whatever you need, Josh.
For you to just never tell anyone...
...please.
I promise.
"Boy who cried wolf, unstable, problem case."
Ugh, these are some of the monikers...
Blah, blah, blah.
Blah, blah, blah, blah.
Those are just words.
Right.
So why didn't you tell us in your words
what happened to you on that island?
I learned a lot.
Like what, Josh?
Silence can be very potent.
R.I.P.
What a load of shit.
Rest in power?
Rest in power, rest in peace,
the "rest" of it all.
I tried really hard today...
...to walk the paces, to get my goodbye right.
Nope.
There's no rest.
Not for me at least.
Oh, fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
You're probably really sick of hearing this.
You all must be.
Not even a little.
I just really miss her.
Have faith, Rachel.
Nora will find you.
The people who have really meant something to us,
they never really go away.
They stay by our sides,
and they show up in the strangest ways.
They leave us signs...
signals...
to make sure we still feel them.
Holy shit.
If I could just see her one more time...
Oh, my God.
Martha.
She's here.
Nora's here.
It's time.
Beep beep, coming through!