[car door opens, closes]
[breathing shakily]
[sighs]
[stammers] Do you see a person?
- Oh, yeah. She's there. - [pants]
Good. [sighs]
I think you might get robbed later.
Thanks for the food, kid. See you around.
Actually, Paul, we didn't get a chance to talk about how you're doing.
Well, how do you think I'm doing? I'm stuck at home having hallucinations.
Yeah. Yesterday, he pinched my friend Angela to make sure she was real.
She was.
Clearly, she hadn't been touched by a man in a long time.
Man, I can't believe a UTI can do this shit.
Yeah, and with Parkinson's,
an intercurrent infection can stress the body
and cause some really weird stuff to happen.
Well, at least you get to chill for a bit.
I don't want to chill. I love my work more than anything.
- What are you doing? - Anything?
[stammers] Well, I've…
I've known work longer than I've known you.
- [sighs] - Not a great save.
Listen, Paul, I know this is hard,
but you said you were gonna lean on all of us, and everybody's in.
So, Gaby and I are gonna cover your patients.
Julie is gonna handle your meds, your sleep hygiene,
and any other… bedroom-related activity
that might help boost morale, if you know what I mean.
- Everybody knows. - Okay, great.
The rest of us are gonna tag in on exercise
and helping you build a routine to get you back faster.
Oh, and Sean is gonna drive you around,
and then he's gonna clean out the pool house gutters.
- How does that help Paul? - That one's for me.
Scheduling, not my strong suit because I don't like wrangling people.
I don't like getting up in people's business.
That's why we got ourselves a ringer.
- Oh, God. [sighs] - You're welcome.
Now, I will have your weekly schedule done by tomorrow morning.
[stammers] Thank you, all of you, for your help.
We are very grateful. Right?
Speak for yourself.
- Come on, Paul. - It's okay.
This is good nanny practice for me because you're such a big baby.
Yes, you are. You're my big baby boy.
I'm gonna kill you.
[Liz] Oh, there he goes.
- Aw, look at him. - Aw, he's so cute.
I'm proper happy for you. Cannot believe you got into Wesleyan.
So cool. This one's on me.
[Alice] Mmm.
That good, huh?
- It always fools me by looking delicious. - That's our trick.
- [phone dings] - Oh.
Gaby wants to know what I'm up to. Here, come on.
Try to smile for once.
Mm-hmm.
- [shutter clicks] - Cute.
[phone chimes]
Ugh. Sorry.
Um, hey. How are you guys doing this week?
Great.
Uh, thanks again for agreeing to take on our friend Maya.
- Of course. - We could tell she was struggling.
And she hates therapists, but we convinced her
that you are the therapist for people who don't like therapists.
A slogan for my merch. [chuckles]
Okay, so when we last left off, Mark, you were explaining
why you were mad at Donna for spoiling the end of a movie you were watching.
No judgies, but I hope you're past that petty shit?
- He is not. - [stammers]
- It just felt so disrespectful. - It's been 25 years.
Everybody knows that Bruce Willis was dead the whole time. Like, everybody.
Also, you're a history teacher. Are you gonna give her shit
for telling you that at the end of Hamilton they form America?
- Wha… La, la, la, la, la. - Do you see?
- Do you see what I'm dealing with? - La, la, la.
- Dude! This is the end of Hamilton. - [Mark continues vocalizing]
We're living in it.
Right now. In real time.
- Is she done? - Yes.
Okay.
[screams] Mama!
[both sigh]
- You scared me. [pants] - Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm not used to, uh, opening my door and having somebody scream in my face.
Well, you're forgiven.
- [both chuckle] - Yeah, I was actually here last night.
I, um, drove over, I walked up the driveway,
and I realized I was dressed in all black workout clothes,
and I looked like a sweaty ninja.
That's a shame. I'm really into ninjas.
- Oh, well. Damn it. [chuckles] - [chuckles]
Um, this is the spare key, uh, for the car. I thought you might need it.
I actually had three spares made just in case.
- Oh. - I did not have to tell you that.
- Could've just said thanks. [chuckles] - Could've just said thanks.
- Thanks. This was so nice of you. - [chuckles]
- [sighs] - Um…
Yeah, I should probably get going.
- Okay. Cool. - Okay. [chuckles]
Maybe because I gave you ice tea at my house,
you could offer me a cup of coffee?
[sighs] I gotta get to work, but I could give you 15 minutes.
[chuckles]
Okay, now I can only give you 14 minutes.
- See? How's that feel? - Not great.
- No. - Come on.
- Clock's ticking. - Okay.
[blender whirring]
Liz, I've been thinking about this.
You're a patient of mine,
so it's inappropriate for-for me even to be here.
Nice try.
Drink your green brain smoothie.
This morning you've got physical therapy,
and this afternoon Brian is taking you to the gym.
You can't just put… [stammers] …salad in a blender and-and call it a smoothie.
A smoothie's got ice cream and-and chocolate syrup and the…
the extra comes in a little metal cup.
That's a milk shake, Paul.
Great. I'll take a milk shake.
I'd destroy a milk shake.
Are you doing malteds?
I'll take a malted, Mom.
I am not making malteds!
If Jimmy asks, that's my football stuck in his tree.
I'll get it later.
Glad you're getting your exercise, pal.
Got a job interview tomorrow at Panera.
- Oh! I love their lemonade. - Great!
Did he just walk in here and drop off his laundry for you to do?
[scoffs] No.
He comes back later and does it himself.
[chuckles] Why are you lying?
Do you see how judgmental he looks?
He's like a shark who smells blood.
- [sniffs] - Yeah.
Is that the kid who came to my wedding wearing nothing but nut-huggers?
It is. [stammers]
He lost his job again, had to move back home for a minute.
[sighs] We love him so much, but, God, he just can't figure it out.
He will get there though, right?
Depends.
Biggest mistake parents make is doing too much for their kids.
They have a problem, they swoop right in and fix it.
They never learn resilience.
Are you two coddling him?
Huh?
Who wants a milk shake?
Extra whipped cream, please.
- Okay, crows do not hold grudges. - No, they do!
- [chuckles] - I just learned about it last week.
It's why I'm trying to be careful of that guy.
- [chuckles] Why? - I fucked his mother.
[chuckles]
[sighs]
[stammers] I'm-I'm still, uh, regretting that I told you I came here yesterday.
It's like that time I was at a grocery store,
and I was buying tampons, tissues, and a bottle of wine,
and the young man said, "Having a rough day?"
And I said, "Having a raging period."
- Oh. - And I wish I had not told him that.
Just did it again.
Shoot.
Okay, quick, you say something embarrassing now.
When Alice was six, I took the wrong kid home from day care.
Oh, gosh. Kidnapping a kid is, like, so much worse.
- Oh, yeah. And I… - [chuckles]
I literally lured her to my van by offering her candy.
[chuckling] Ew. What?
- In my defense, it was Halloween. Yeah. - [chuckles] Okay, okay.
- There were multiple Optimus Primes. - [chuckles]
Wow. I'd totally forgotten about that.
[chuckles]
I can't believe my little Optimus Prime is going off to college.
- God, wow, college? - [sighs]
My kid's only nine and I already miss him.
[chuckles] How are you, uh, dealing with it?
I don't know. I'm just trying--
- [alarm ringing] - Don't say. My 14 minutes is up.
- [chuckles] - So,
now we know how to start our next conversation.
Um, yeah, if there is one.
This has been fun.
Enjoy the spare key.
- Stop fucking crows. [chuckles] - Yeah. Let me walk you out.
I just nailed that goodbye.
Don't let me ruin it.
Okay. Bye, Jimmy.
Okay. Bye, Sofi.
Oh, goddamn it, my purse. Okay, look away.
- Ignore me. Remember the great goodbye. - [chuckles]
- [door closes] - [Liz] Dude!
How did you not ask her out?
Liz, you know I hate being spied on!
She's right though, man.
That was painful.
What the hell?
I told you she liked him, back when he bought the car.
- Hey, hey. Got it. I got it. - [Jimmy] Okay, you know what?
- Everybody, get out of my yard! - I'm not in your yard.
Hey, you know what? I think I'ma stay up here for a while.
- You can't get down, can ya? - Sure can't.
- You want some help getting down, man? - No. Do you need some help getting down?
You know what? Fuck you. Fuck you.
- Fuck you. - Don't curse at me, asshole!
I need some help getting down!
["Frightening Fishes" by Benjamin Gibbard playing]
So, you wanted to meet up to tell me that a beautiful lady likes you,
and you did nothing about it?
- I told her I had sex with a bird. - Oh. Well done, then.
I can't stop thinking about how paralyzed I am. [sighs]
And I'm betting it's the same with you.
Still think about Sarah all the time?
Not all the time.
Only when I'm asleep.
And when I'm awake.
But never during the 30 seconds when I'm drifting between the two.
Best 30 seconds of the day.
I know I gotta move forward, but I'm… I'm so stuck, man.
We both are.
[inhales heavily] Yeah, but there's a difference.
- I'm trying to make headway. - Mm-hmm.
I let myself be happy.
I smile a lot, actually.
Like this.
That's creepy.
- It is? - Yeah.
Oh. I've been doing it so much.
[chuckles] You don't even think you deserve to be happy.
- That's not true. - Do you deserve to be happy?
No, of course not. Are you insane?
Okay, you know what? That's it. Let's go do something.
What used to give you joy?
- Solitude and self-isolation. - That feels like a trick. Tell me.
- Nah. - Come on.
- No. - [imitating Louis] Yes.
- No. - Come on, just tell me.
- No-- - [normal] Louis, what makes you happy?
Is this what "Jimmying" is? Just harassing someone
until they agree to do something with you just to get you to shut up?
Pretty much.
Oh, fuck. That's horrible.
That seems to be the consensus.
So, why are we here?
I'm here because Liz is not.
And also, I'm having an existential crisis because I love my job more than anything,
and I don't know who I am without it.
What am I supposed to do with that?
- I don't know. Be uncomfortable. - Done.
[phone ringing]
My ex, Marisol, is back in town, and I don't know why she keeps calling me,
but I know I'm cool not knowing.
Oh. Um…
You seem dysregulated.
Wanna talk about it?
Nope. You don't get to do this shit until you're better.
Let me give you one tool.
- No. - Oh. Just one.
- No. - Okay. No. Fuck it.
[chuckles]
No, that's great. We'll talk about it next week.
Hello, sirs.
Knew you'd find your way back here.
This is the most Black people I've ever seen in this office at one time.
Okay, first of all, that is not something you can say out loud.
I'm saying it's a good thing.
Second of all, we don't love being counted.
- We really don't. - Not a big fan.
Okay. Four to one. You guys win.
- [chuckles] Okay. - Okay.
So, Paul, the only one of your patients that's reached out so far is Mr. Hollis.
He called because he wanted to talk about an unfair harassment situation
at his work that wasn't his fault,
but then he asked me if my tits were as big as they sounded,
- so, thinking it might be his fault. - Maybe.
How are the hallulus?
[stammers] Uh, less frequent.
But… [stammers] …I don't really love you calling them "hallulus."
Yeah, but it sounds super cute, so I think we're stuck with it.
Like a hallulu.
Hey. Just grabbing some rations for a happiness mission.
[Gaby breathes deeply]
- You wanna come? - [inhales deeply]
Uh, no. I have a new client. Have fun, though.
- Paul? - I have a brain disease, or I would.
Have you tried walnuts?
You can go.
- Okay. Thank you. - Come on.
Why are you stirring your tea like it grabbed your ass?
- You wanna know why? - [phone buzzing]
Hold on. Liz. What?
Brian's picking you up for the gym in two minutes.
Don't bother mentioning how short his shorts are.
He's never gonna change.
Liz, although I'm grateful, you really don't have to call me every t--
[scoffs]
Can we please talk?
Sure. Walk with me.
God, this Louis guy is everywhere.
What do you think about him? He sucks, right?
I like his accent.
Sounds made up.
Makes me laugh.
No, way, Paul. You too? He killed Tia.
Now, Alice and Jimmy are all chummy with him.
And I hate that accent.
What is he, a chimney sweep?
I wanna take a spoonful of sugar and shove it up his b hole.
Look, shared trauma makes people do wild things.
Maybe Jimmy and Alice think that if Louis is okay, they will be too.
Maybe they like big eyebrows. I don't know.
All I know is, it seems to be helping, so we don't have a choice.
We just bite our tongues and deal with it.
[groans] Oh, my God.
I can see your testicles.
And I'm never gonna change.
You look like you're on fire.
I'm here. Everyone loves my shorts.
No one does.
[sighs] Paul's right.
We need to lay down the law and kick Matthew's ass out.
Loving the conviction.
- Quick question. - Yeah.
Who's that sandwich for?
- It's for me. - Mmm.
But you don't like mustard.
Yes, I do. I love it.
Take a bite.
[winces]
Okay, fine.
It's for Matty.
I'm just afraid he'd be a mess after you, you know, you give him the ol' heave-ho.
Why does it always have to be me?
Do you think I like being the bad guy?
No, I think you love it.
Look, I know I'm good at it,
- perhaps the best-- - Uh, you are.
But it hurts my heart every time I have to lay down the hammer with the kids
- or you. - Or my mom.
No, that's my favorite.
In fact, I think I am gonna call her now to make myself feel happy.
Will you pretty please take care of this thing with Matthew, bubba?
- Of course. I got you. - Thank you.
Hi, Constance.
Would you stop sending Derek new socks?
We have money.
No, we have underwear too.
I never pictured myself in therapy. But here I am.
Mark and Donna said you were good.
Hope so.
Me and my student loans hope so too. [chuckles]
Anyway, why are you here?
I don't know.
Donna said there's a dark cloud hovering over me lately.
Do you see a dark cloud?
I see somebody who doesn't like talking about themself.
But that's okay.
What's up with the scrunchies?
- [sighs] They're important to me. - Why?
Just 'cause they are.
[sighs] Let's start with something easy.
Um, is there anything new going on in your life--
Are they made out of gold?
Okay. We're not here to talk about me, okay?
But if you wanna keep avoiding shit, all good.
It's your hour. So you can stay fucked up.
Wow. [scoffs]
Oh, my God, I am so sorry.
I have just had the most insane day.
Can we please start over?
No, thanks.
Yeah, this was even worse than I imagined.
Fuck.
When I was a graphic designer,
if ever I hit a wall, I'd come here for inspiration.
Isn't it amazing?
Oh, yeah.
I love museums.
He hates museums.
I understand that I am supposed to love them, so I've gotten…
I've gotten good at faking it.
Dude, just find a piece that speaks to your soul, even if you don't know why.
Like this one.
Like, to me, this is about the impossibility of existence.
You got the light and the dark, you got time receding into the distance.
Plus, it's got a donkey, so it makes you think of Shrek.
[Alice, Jimmy] Shrek!
[chuckles]
I like this one.
Reminds me of my dad.
Did he take you fishing?
Never. Not once.
But he's got a hat like that.
We may not be close, but we, uh, you know, we had a couple good days.
[Sarah] Hey.
You know, if you need inspiration, you-you could paint me naked,
lounging around, eating an apple.
- You could hold that pose for nine hours? - [chuckles]
- No, that's very long. - Yeah.
You'd have to paint me doing something that I could do for that long.
- Like what? - Like sleeping.
- Yeah? - Or…
- Doomscrolling. - [chuckles]
Deciding what to order for dinner.
- Well, I like this. It's gonna be like a… - [chuckles]
…postmodern still life.
[chuckles] You're so lucky that I'm very attracted to pretentious people.
- I really am. - Mmm.
[Alice] Louis.
You okay?
[Jimmy] You thinking about Sarah again?
You'll never move on if you don't talk to her.
You should. What if she's been waiting for you this whole time?
I think that's enough joy for one day.
Louis…
Louis, come on.
I can't believe you made him leave.
[clicks tongue] Dude.
Hey, Matty. You got a sec?
Nah, I'm swamped, dude.
Kidding.
[chuckles] You know I'm… I'm rooting for you, yeah?
Sometimes it feels like you're the only one.
What's up?
Nothing.
That's it.
Cool.
- And clench. - [Paul grunts]
And clench. Good.
- Derek, what are you doing here? - Liz told me you guys were here.
- Hey, can I bend your ear for a second? - Mm-mmm.
Uh-uh. Paul's not here to talk, he's here to exercise his hallulus away.
You know, Brian, I've never seen your upper, upper thighs before.
You should show them off more.
You may stay.
Nice clenching.
[chuckles] Thanks.
Look, I agreed to come to your gym 'cause I thought I'd get hit on less.
You're a power grandzaddy. People can't control themselves.
Don't be uncomfortable.
[scoffs] I lived through the '70s.
You think I never had a threesome with another man?
What? You shut your old, straight mouth.
Used to be mandatory.
[Derek] He's not wrong.
Even in the '80s.
Aw, I miss Steve. And big, tall Randall.
- Hey… - [stammers]
…congratulations, you made him speechless.
- Oh. - What's up? Come on.
Uh…
Wait. I have so many questions.
I left Maya a thousand messages, and she still won't return my calls.
The Louis thing really messed me up. I'm the worst.
You're the best.
You're human.
That fucker took away your best friend.
And sure,
- you found a stellar understudy. - [clicks tongue]
- Oh, my God, Liz. Now's not the time. - Agreed.
It doesn't make it any less true.
- I need to borrow your hat. - Thanks, Sean.
Gaby never wants to wear my clothes.
Oh, my gosh, girl, for the last time,
I'm six feet tall, it's literally not possible.
Still.
My ex is over there talking to Jorge. Don't look.
Now we're definitely gonna look.
[speaking Spanish]
[in English] I'm really sorry. I don't speak Spanish.
Where the fuck is Sean?
- Oh. Damn. - Smoke. [chuckles]
Okay, so you're hiding from that gorgeous woman
with goddess energy and a poppin' butt?
I love her.
I want you to be with her forever.
Yo.
Why are you avoiding her, Sean? Hmm? You cheat on her?
Did you have a week of the most amazing sex ever
only for you to find out that she's a wanted felon
and she's using your place to hide?
Okay, so that obviously happened to you, and I'm really sorry.
It's okay. I was on the news.
Okay.
When I was in Afghanistan, she dumped me with a Dear John letter.
- No! - That bitch.
I didn't handle it well.
I was a big-time asshole. Real mean.
- No! - You bitch!
I'm not proud of it, but… [sighs] …I can't face her.
Okay, you guys are too hard on yourselves.
I mean, Gaby's obviously doing it
- in a less cowardly way. - [clicks tongue] Aw.
But trust me, you guys are, like, the kindest people I've ever met.
- Thanks, Liz. - Thank you.
Still gonna hide forever though.
Good luck with that 'cause, uh, she's coming this way.
- Oh, damn. - [inhales deeply]
- Oh, hell no. - What are we gonna say?
- I don't know. - Say nothing, please.
If you don't get with her, I will.
- Come on, bruh. - [Liz smacks lips]
We're just messing with you. She's gone.
- [Gaby laughing] Got him! - [Liz laughing]
- I'm keeping the hat. - [laughing continues]
- Now he's mad. - No. I'ma stomp off 'cause
- I've got a hot ex-girlfriend. [laughs] - Now I'm going back to my truck. Oh.
I've never been good at being tough on my kids, especially Matthew.
Why am I like this?
Of the 16 guys in this room, 11 of them have shaved genitals.
Yeah, Gaby told me about all the counting.
You have to stop that.
Make that 12.
Look, uh, I don't know your history, but after 10,000 hours of doing this shit,
I think I pretty much get it.
You're not psychic, Paul.
I'm guessing from your reluctance, uh, to set boundaries,
that you grew up with emotionally inconsistent parents.
They both were.
And as a kid, you probably created strategies to protect against that pain.
Like, uh… [stammers] …avoiding conflict at all costs.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
[stammers] Maybe you are psychic.
When do I die? No, don't tell me.
January 14th. You get trampled at a concert.
What year? What concert? Is it Cher? Is she touring?
So, here's the thing, Derek.
That vulnerable kid still lives in you.
We call it the shadow self.
So when it comes to Matthew, you think you're being a good, selfless dad
when you're coddling him.
But you're not worried about causing him pain.
The person you're worried about hurting is you.
And that's selfish.
Damn.
- Hmm. - Thanks, Paul.
[chuckles] Thank you. [sighs]
God, I miss this stuff.
- I can see why. - Beyoncé.
You got trampled at a Beyoncé concert.
- [gasps] I have floor seats? - [Paul chuckles]
- Come on in. - [Louis] Thank you.
Look, I'm, uh, sorry I ran off like that.
I bought you a magnet from the gift shop to apologize.
It's the one you liked.
Holy shit.
Yeah, it's like the full-size painting, but then shrunk down to magnet size,
which is what I assume the artist always wanted.
[chuckles] Right.
No apology necessary.
Uh, I probably went a little too hard this morning.
Gaby's taking Alice to the Sparks game.
Oh, fun.
- Hey, Louis. - Hey.
Dad, did you steal my Vitamin C serum again?
Absolutely not.
I did. I have to go hide it, and then pretend I found it.
So you're a Sparks fan.
Actually, no, I'm a player.
[chuckles] Cool.
Yep.
You can say it.
It's coming off you like heat from a radiator.
[inhales sharply] Look, man.
They really care about you.
And I'm trying to be a good person.
I really am.
I've had to listen to Jimmy say, "How do I help Louis?"
Or Alice say, um… [clicks tongue] "Do you think Louis is gonna be okay?"
And all I wanna say is, "Who gives a shit?
He killed my best friend.
Fuck that guy.
He should be in jail forever."
But you're not.
Why are you still in our lives?
Hmm? Why are you here?
[crying] Tia and I used to take Alice to Sparks games actually.
[sniffs] Mm-mmm, we'd, uh, do this ridiculous dance
so we can get up on the jumbotron, and it went like this.
Started with a robot… [sniffles] …and then we did five, six, seven, eight.
That was it.
And we never got on there, obviously. Too lewd.
But it didn't matter because it made Alice laugh,
and it made me laugh… [breathes shakily] …and it made Tia laugh.
[inhales deeply] Look…
they may have forgiven you,
but I never will.
Ever.
Tia doesn't get to be here… [sobs]
…dancing like an idiot and living her life.
Just because of you.
[breathes shakily] So the fact that you could be living your life,
and you're choosing not to, oh, I fucking hate it.
So much.
[sniffles] It's disrespectful to her,
and it's disrespectful to me.
Man, go live your fucking life.
You got it?
Got it.
Good.
[knocks on door]
[sighs]
Hi.
I don't know if you remember me.
Louis, right?
Yeah. Louis.
[chuckles] You're the last person that I expected to see.
[car horn honks]
Second to last.
I'm his ride.
I'll get myself home.
Probably for the best.
[chuckles] Wow, this is… Yeah, very weird.
I know.
I imagined… [inhales sharply] …so many times, you know,
what I would do when I saw you,
and sometimes I, um, slapped you.
Sometimes I hugged you.
And now I'm standing in front of you, and I have no idea
- what to do with my hands. - This is my fault. I'm so sorry.
- I should have come here so much sooner-- - I decided.
Louis.
I'm so happy to know that you're okay. [breathes shakily]
[sighs]
I've really missed you.
- I've really missed you. - [breathes shakily]
And there's so much I've wanted to say--
Honey, did you ever get ahold of the, uh--
Baby,
this is Louis.
Yeah.
Hey, man. Uh, how are ya?
Casey.
It's good to meet you, man.
Yeah.
[Sarah sniffles]
[Liz] Tomorrow you've got a hike with Jimmy in the morning,
followed by your neurology appointment.
[Paul] Liz, again, you don't have to call me with update--
I like hearing you torture people who aren't me.
I like spending time with you.
You're actually a fun hang, Mom. Wanna play Gears of War?
I don't know what that is, but so bad.
Hey, buddy.
- You got a second? - Derek, not now. We're Gears of Waring.
- Now. - Oh. I'll be back.
- For strength. - Mmm.
[whispers] You're good.
Oh. Serious face.
What's up, Dad?
[sighs]
Bud, I owe you an apology.
- Accepted. - [chuckles] Let me finish.
I love you.
And I love you so much, that maybe I haven't set you up for success.
You're 25.
You have to figure out your life on your own,
and you are never gonna do that
if I keep getting your footballs out of trees.
That won't happen again.
It's a metaphor.
What's-a-for?
I'm kicking you out.
- [sighing] Huh. - Dude, come on.
I've been trying.
I don't think you have.
[clicks tongue]
[inhales deeply]
And I don't think I would be a very good father… [stammers]
…if I let you stay here and not…
really try.
[sighs] You have until tomorrow.
Did Mom put you up to this?
No.
This one's all me.
Thought you always had my back.
- You good? - Yeah.
Poof.
- Being the bad cop sucks. - I know.
You know, one day he's gonna thank you.
Where are you going?
To apologize to Matthew for how mean you were.
[chuckles]
She's with some guy named Casey?
Fuck that ugly asshole.
He was actually really handsome.
And he was nice.
Sounds like a douchebag.
- [Alice] Mm-hmm. - Paul.
Most handsome guys are douches.
[Jimmy, Paul] We can't help it.
- [Paul sighs] - Douche twins.
That's my cue to leave.
- Hey, who's that British guy again? - [panting]
He's the driver that killed Jimmy's wife.
Jesus, Paul. That's a before-the-hike conversation.
I thought he was one of your gym gays.
Oh, he's not gay.
He's English.
So how are you doing?
- I'm better. - [Jimmy] Yeah.
You know what, now I know she's okay, I don't feel stuck anymore.
Listen… [exhales deeply] …I wanna thank you both.
I never could have imagined you'd be so kind to me,
and I'm still not sure I deserve it.
Wow.
What's with the speech?
I think he's saying goodbye.
Yeah.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna get out of here.
Maybe move to San Diego.
Hear they've got a hell of a zoo. I love a zoo.
["Drop Stop Roll" playing]
Truth is, I think I'm gonna get back to graphic design.
No, but the world's worst cup of coffee.
I climbed that mountain.
Fair enough.
I'm gonna miss you.
You too.
Hey, you take care.
And, uh, now it's your turn, my friend.
Don't leave it too long to call Sofi.
Who's Sofi?
Thanks a lot for that.
You're welcome.
Who's Sofi?
- No one. - Tell me.
- No. - Dad?
What did I tell you about minding your own business?
Sofi.
If you don't mind, you've had a tough couple of years,
what makes you think you're ready to get back to work?
I don't know.
I guess I'm hoping that if I put myself back out there,
maybe good things will happen.
And I think I finally realized,
I have to be the one to take the first step.
Hey, Marisol.
Yeah, sorry I've been dodging you.
How you been?
[exhales deeply]
[breathing heavily]