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- Previously on
"Ordinary Joe"...

- I have a son?
- I put him up for adoption.

- I appreciate you meeting
with me.

I'm hoping to contact my son.

- Your name isn't
on the birth certificate.

- So I'm basically screwed
without you.

- Oh, well, then I guess
you're screwed.

I'm sorry.

- Are you and Mom
getting a divorce?

- Everything is gonna be fine.

- The partners just decided

you're gonna finish
your law degree.

- Oh, my God.
- Told you!

- Stop! Police!

- This guy tried to assassinate
Congressman Diaz.

- Wayne Coleman just died.

- And then what happened?

- I shot him.

- In a crowd?

Just lucky nobody else got hit.

After you apprehended
and cuffed the suspect,

what'd you do?

- I applied pressure
to the wound,

radioed for emergency services,
and waited for them to come.

I then accompanied the suspect
to the hospital.

- Sounds like you
did everything right.

- Frank.
- I'm here as his union rep.

I'm allowed to talk.

- I tried to do
the right thing.

But the suspect later died.

- Due to complications
from a secondary infection.

That's not on Officer Kimbreau.

He did his job.

- These look good.

All right,
hit me with the list.

- Uh, binoculars?
- Check.

- Astronaut helmet?
- Check.

- Flashlight?

- Check. Check.

- Thanks for doing
all this, Dad.

- Of course.

- I know,
but it's on a school night.

- Listen, the Oreo-nitis--

- Orionids.

- That's what I said.
What'd you think I said?

- Oreo-nitis.
- No, definitely not.

So, the--
- Orionids.

- Meteor shower only happens
once a year.

You are my only son.

So weekend or weekday,
we're there.

Tradition.

- And if we're lucky,

we might see up to
20 shooting stars an hour.

- I would love that.

Where's your mom? She's late.

- Dad?
- Yeah?

- Helmet.

- Let's see.

- I'm never late.
I got to go.

- Opportunities like this
don't come twice in a lifetime.

- I appreciate
the firm's faith in me

to become an attorney, I do,

but it's not the right time
for me to move to Atlanta.

- Then when is?

- I already gave you my answer.

- There you are.
Everything okay?

- No.

- Everything's not okay?

- No.
I mean, yes. I'm good.

- Oh.

- So are we still on
for this afternoon?

- I wouldn't miss it.

- Thank you for doing this.

I think couple's therapy is
gonna be really good for us.

- Me too.

- Bye, Dad!

- See you, Starman.

- Did you get any sleep
last night?

- Barely.

I kept thinking
of what it would be like

to be in space
during a meteor shower.

Weightless, surrounded
by all those stars.

- You're a Kimbreau all right.

- What's that mean?

- Well, it means
you're a dreamer.

Just like your dad.

- What did Dad dream
of becoming when he was a kid?

- What's this?

- Page 74, second row,
third from the left.

- Is this--
- Your kid? Yes.

Shooting Board made a decision.

They found you acted
within policy.

It was a good shooting.

But they want you
to attend counseling.

And when a therapist signs off,

you're free from desk duty.

- What about my promotion?

Are they gonna take my badge?

- Just finish your therapy

and then everything
goes back to normal.

- Normal.

I don't even know what that is.

Come on, Keith.

Can you at least
get me off desk duty?

I'm--

- It's not a punishment, kid.

This kind of stuff, it stays
with you the rest of your life.

It's good to talk to someone.
- I'm fine.

I'm fine.

- Okay.

I ever tell you
about Robbie Jones?

Held up a bank on 108th.

Shot and killed a guard
in the process.

We secured the perimeter.

There was no place
for him to go,

but he comes out
with his gun raised.

And all the time,
I'm thinking to myself,

"Please don't make me
shoot you,

please don't make me
shoot you."

I just want to get home.

But he would not lower the gun
when instructed.

And so I did what they
taught us at the academy.

Go to therapy.
Get your head straight.

And then move on.

- Everyone say, "Diaz"!

all: Diaz!

- Big smiles, remember?

These look great, you guys.

- Okay, this time
real smiles, kids.

- Hey.
- Hey.

What are you doing here?

- Anything Amy wants.

She didn't tell you?
- Mm.

- The entire campaign team is
meeting here in about an hour.

- She did not.

- Well, surprise.

I'm also managing
her social media now.

I'm scanning to make sure that
she's not tagging anything

inappropriate, but...

I looked into your tags too

since you are the husband
of the candidate now.

- Yeah?

- Why were you at Jenny Banks'
birthday party last night?

We, uh--we reconnected
at the reunion.

Her--her husband invited me.
It's not a big deal.

- You know what is a big deal

is you jeopardizing
your marriage,

your career, your wife's
campaign, and my career--

- Eric. Eric.

Jenny and I are just friends.

- Yeah.
- We're just friends.

- Okay, you and Jenny Banks
have never been "just friends."

- So...

why do you think
you need couple's therapy?

- So...

how was couple's therapy?

- It was fine.
- It was terrible.

- Well, at least he showed up.

- He was there,
but he wasn't there-there.

- Showing up is half
the battle, right?

- That's what I said.

- GI Joe.

- He just couldn't open up.
- Sometimes it's harder

for men to share
their feelings than women.

- It must've taken me at least
three sessions

before I started actually
sharing on the real-real.

- Wait, you and Amy
went to therapy?

- Yeah, we still do, man.

Marriage takes work, my friend.

- Ah. Thanks, Doc.

Our therapist wants us
to dig deep and find out

what we really want,
what we really need.

I don't even know
what that means.

- That means are you
a gardener or a flower?

- The what?

- Well, every relationship
has a gardener

that's supportive, nurturing.

- And the flower's someone who
needs a little more attention

in order to flourish or bloom.

- Well, I'm definitely
the gardener.

- Oh, I'm definitely
the gardener.

- Or you can be both.
- How do you be both?

- Well,
that's what communicating

with your partner's all about.

Give and take.

You have to open up, let go,
and share

when you need a little more
water or TLC.

- I just don't think
Joe's wired that way.

- I don't know what I need.

- That's because you have
abandonment issues.

- I do not.

- Your dad, Celeste,
Uncle Frank.

- You know what? Just stop.

- Look, just give it until
the fifth or sixth session.

It will work.

- This was only the first
session, give it time.

- Oh, I hope you're right.

At least he agreed
to go again today.

- Good.

- At least Jenny's not
moving to Atlanta.

- What do you mean?

- Why would Jenny be
moving to Atlanta?

- How you doing today?

- I'm fine.

- So why are you here, Joe?

- Uh...

Shooting Board wanted me
to be here, so...

I'm here.

- But you don't think
you should be here?

- I did
what I was trained to do.

I'm not sure what else
you need me to say.

- I don't need you
to say anything.

But you've been through
a traumatic event.

Look,

we don't have
to talk at all.

But just so you know,

whatever you don't deal with,
will deal with you.

- Excuse me.

- Jenny. Hey.

- Hey.
- What brings you by?

- I want to talk to you
about our shooter, Coleman.

I'm not sure what's left
to talk about, Jen, he's dead.

The case is closed.

- Did you know
that Coleman had a sister?

- No. I didn't.

- Carrie Coleman died
less than a year ago, overdose.

- That's--that's unfortunate.

- Coleman's foster mom told me

when she came
to identify the body.

She gave me access
to all of this.

- Jenny, I'm on desk duty
because of this.

I got a lot of reports
to transcribe.

Can we not do this right now?

- Sure.

You okay?

- I'm fine.

- When was the last time
you slept?

I know it must be difficult.

- I didn't realize that you
became a doctor like your pops.

Are you doing house calls
for all your cases?

- If you ever need an old
friend to talk to,

I'm here.

- Joe.
- Dr. Banks.

I'm just on my way
to see the Congressman--

- You ordered a test
for Congressman Diaz

after I explicitly
told you not to.

- I'm sorry, I was just trying
to do right by the patient.

- That's a fireable offense.

- Is that--

is that what this?

- No. I'm not gonna do that

because you're married
to my daughter.

But next time,

I won't care.

- There will not be
a next time, I promise.

- Well, congratulations,
you were right.

And now you get to go tell
the congressman,

who may never walk again,

that he also has Parkinson's.

- Hey there, stranger.

I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to scare you.

- Congressman. Good to see you.

- Bobby, please. Okay?

You saved my life
for God sakes.

What brings you around?

- Oh--
- Hey, you're early.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You two headed out?

- My desk is over here.
- Yeah.

- So where we headed?

- Do you like gardening?

- In general or--

- As in a date.

- Oh.
- Now.

- Sure.
Yeah, my first gardening date.

- You are kind of dressed nice.

I probably should've
warned you.

You need to take that?

- No.

I'm all yours.
- Perfect.

- I didn't realize Grand Central
was moving across town.

- I hope that's okay.
- Yeah, it's great,

I love everyone knowing
where we live.

Hey, listen, can I talk to you
for a few seconds?

- Excuse me,
I know I shouldn't do this,

but can I get a picture?

- Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

- Oh, sorry, I meant with Amy.

- Yeah, yeah.

Okay. All right.

One, two, three.

- Thank you.
- There you go.

- Your speech last night
was so raw and honest.

When you opened up about
your own fertility issues,

it made me feel seen
and less alone

about having
my own miscarriage.

I just had to say thank you.

- No, thank you
for sharing your story.

I'm happy that I made
a difference for you.

- Oh, it made a difference
to a lot of people.

Here. Check it out.

- It's my truth and
I want you to know--

It's over a million views.

- You're gonna be
an internet meme.

- Whatever that means.

Thank you.
- Thank you.

- It means that they love you.

Your speech was amazing.

- You didn't see my speech.

- Hey. Amy. Come on.

Look, I apologized last night.

I-I am so sorry that I was late.

I had no idea there was
gonna be an accident.

But I was there the whole time.

And you,

you were brilliant.

- I was nervous.
- You had Bobby.

- What does that mean?

- Hey.
- Nothing.

- The head of the DNC
just invited Amy

to dinner in Washington.

We got to go, right now.

- Right now, right now?
What's the rush?

- Can it wait a day?
- Contributions are pouring in.

I lined up some meet-and-greets
with some high-ticket donors.

I mean, this is
your coming out party.

Everybody wants a spot
on the Amy Kindelán dance card.

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Great. Okay.

Time to move, people!

- Tell the plaintiffs
that's our final offer

or we go to trial.

Thank you.

Give me five?

You here for an encore?

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I ruined
your birthday party.

Ever since you told me
the news, I have felt numb.

Like I'm watching my life
from outside my body.

And it's not an excuse,
but I just felt like I needed

to come and explain to you
why I acted like such a--

- Selfish ass?

- I was gonna say jerk,
but fair enough.

- I get it. It's fine.

- If I found him,

would you want to know?

Okay.

- Did you?

Find him?

- Zeke.

Our son's name is Zeke.

I know you didn't want to know,
but now that we do,

I can't not go.

I just--
I just want to see him.

I just need to see
the face of the kid

that I'm gonna be praying for,
for the rest of my life.

Do you want to come with me?

I mean,
don't you want to see him too?

- You should leave.

- Hey--

Jen, what's going on?

- Zeke.

His name is Zeke.

- Are you sure?

- No.

So you don't think
I should open it?

- You know the story
of Pandora's box, right?

- She released all the--

the misery and evil
unto the world.

- Yes, but the thing
that most people don't remember

is that the last thing
out of that box

was hope.

You did what was best
for you then.

You'll do what's best
for you now.

- I pick the music.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- You look pretty busy.
- Very.

- Anything interesting?

- Attorney-client privilege.
I can't discuss it.

- Oh, my God, it's still here!

Benny's! Your favorite spot.

We got to go.

- We don't have time
to dillydally.

No, let's just get up
to Binghamton,

do what we came here to do,
and go.

- Come on, Jenny.

You can't drive to school
without stopping here.

You forget, I know you.

- You knew me for a short while
a long time ago.

People change.

- My car, my rules. Remember?

Some of us are still the same.

For someone who didn't want to
stop, you crushed that burger.

- I forgot how good these were.

- I forgot how messy you were.

- Is it gone?

Not quite.

Thanks.

- Do you remember the time
we went up to Woodstock?

- Oh, my God.
- It's you!

My favorite couple.

- Benny.

- You went to Syracuse, right?

- Good memory.

- What's it been?

About nine years?

- Ten.
- Mm.

The time flies.
- Uh-huh.

- Look at you, getting all
famous and coming back here.

Whoa.

Guess that rock and roll
business pays well.

- Um...

- Glad to see you two
got married after all.

And you two must have
the most beautiful children.

How many kids you got?

- Two girls.
- Ooh.

- If you'll excuse me.
- Okay.

Uh, you're coming with me,
hotshot.

I want to take
one of those selfies.

- Yeah.
- Grands are gonna love this.

- Okay.

- You lied, okay?
- I did not.

- You accused me of not
opening up and then you lied.

- I didn't tell you
about Atlanta

because there was
nothing to consider.

- Oh, okay.
- Meanwhile, I had to hear

about you overstepping at work
from my dad.

- I can handle your dad.

What I can't handle
is you being a hypocrite.

- I didn't lie.

- An omission is still a lie,
am I right?

- This isn't about who's right
or wrong,

but I am curious, Jenny,

why even if you were going
to turn down the offer,

you didn't share
the good news with Joe.

I mean, it's quite
a prestigious grant.

- I don't know.

- Is it because Barrett
got you the grant?

- It was all the partners
who offered me the scholarship.

I earned it because
I'm good at what I do.

- Who's Barrett?

- Barrett's
one of the partners.

- You're making this about
Barrett and it is about me.

You asked me what I want?

I have wanted to be a lawyer
my whole life.

But then Christopher
got diagnosed

and I let go of that dream
and I made my peace with it.

Then this incredible offer
came...

And I guess I thought

telling you would make
the dream real again.

And I knew--
I knew there was no way

I was gonna skip town
to pursue law school,

especially when--

Just would've been cruel.

- To who?

To me?

Do you think
that I would resent you

for getting to pursue
your dreams

since I didn't get
to pursue mine?

- I used to be able
to tell you anything.

The good and the bad.
But now--

- Now you think I'm spiteful
and insecure.

When did you start pitying me?

- That's all for today.

This is good.

May not feel very good
right now, but it's very good.

- So what do you think?

- My mouth,

it's tingling.

- Yes.
That is called seasoning.

It's paprika, garlic, ginger,
and cinnamon.

- I've never had
anything like it.

- Well, that is because your
dad eats like a five-year-old.

When we were in school,
every day

after band practice,
nothing but grilled cheeses.

- You and my dad
were in a band?

- Oh, yeah.

- They're still waiting
for Dave Grohl to call back.

- I was the smarts, your dad
was definitely the talent.

Dude could sing.

But the best concert
that I have ever been to,

still is your dad

in Porter's Pub in college.

He really should've been
a rock star, I mean--

- Why'd he stop doing music?

- Life.

Uh, but--

But, you know,
music is not a real job.

- Hey, sorry I'm so late.

- How was the dentist?

- Cavities hurt,
lots of drilling.

- See you later, buddy.

- Enjoy.
- Thank you.

- Bye.
- Thank you guys.

- Bye.
- See you.

- All right.

- Are you allowed to have
dessert if you have a cavity?

- Um...

Well--
- I'm just kidding.

I know you and Dad
were at therapy.

- Now, make sure
you do it carefully

so you get the roots, okay?

Otherwise, these pesky weeds,
they just come right back.

- So dig deep
and dig carefully.

- That's right.
- All right.

- All right.
- We got it, we got it.

- You know, I thought you were
gonna bolt when I asked you

to roll up your sleeves
and get dirty.

- Are you kidding?

I live for mulch.

My mom had us planting seeds

and tending to porch planters
when we were kids.

She thought it'd get us
to eat our vegetables.

- Did it work?

- Never met a carrot
I didn't like.

This neighborhood's
a food desert.

I just really hope
that this community garden

gives the kids something
of their own

that they can feel proud about,
you know?

- Well, look at them.
They're psyched.

I mean, what you're
doing here is--

Thank you.

I really needed this.

- Yeah.

- Ahh!

- Joe.

- Ah!

- You okay?
Joe?

Joe, are you okay?

Okay, just breathe, breathe.

Somebody help!
Please, just call 911!

It's gonna be okay.

Just breathe.
Joe.

- I don't see a reason
to take you in,
unless you want us to.

- You okay?
- I'm fine.

- Panic attack.

Hang in there, brother.

- I'm sorry.
That's never happened before.

I don't know
what that was about.

- You don't have
to apologize, okay?

I'm just--
I'm glad you're okay.

- The guy that I shot
at Bobby's rally,

he, uh--

He's dead.

And, uh,

I can't stop playing it

in my head over and over

and over again.

Some guys go
their entire careers

without pulling their gun.

And I killed someone.

I--

I-I took someone's life.

- You also saved someone's life.

You're a good person.

You're a good person,
Joe Kimbreau.

- You still do
that knee tapping thing

when you're nervous.

Was this a bad idea?

- It's00. Where's the bell?

Jeez.

- Which one is he?

- I don't see him yet.

- I haven't been this nervous

since I was waiting
for my bar results.

- I don't think I've been
this nervous ever.

- Hey, it's me.

I'm gonna have
a full-blown panic attack.

I'm about to meet
Senator Warren

and I really hope that
I don't throw up on her carpet.

Oh, God, I wish you picked up.

Wish you were here.

Call me.

You good?

- Yeah, my hand's shaking.

Just reminding me why
I have to pass the torch.

- Well, if it's any consolation,
I'm a wreck too.

- Look at us.

A couple
of walking disasters, huh?

Okay. Game face.

- Game face.

- I can control the tremors

and you can slay
the butterflies

and if you throw up,

it's an ugly rug anyway.

- I want my key back.

- Is this about the photoshoot
with my family?

- No.

- Is this about Joe?

- It's about me.

Look, I don't like who I am
when I'm with you.

This whole thing, you, us?

I'm becoming someone
that I don't want to be.

It's over.

Just give me
my key back, please.

- Amy, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that we don't get
to spend as much time together

as you'd like.

As we'd both like.

Look, we're good together.

You know it.

And I know I wouldn't be here
without you.

I promise that as soon as
this election is done, I'm out.

I will get a divorce. Okay?

No more hiding.

No more secrets.

Just you and me together, okay?
Finally.

- If you want to get a divorce,

that is your decision.

I'm done.

My key please.

- Maybe we should just go.

What?

- That's him.

That's our son.

- Hey, bud.

Okay. How's that?

- Great.
- Better?

There we go. Okay.

Shoot, I forgot the s'mores
in the car.

I'll be right back.

- All right.

Okay.

We're all set up
for super star-gazing, buddy.

- Meteors are space rocks,
not stars.

- All right.
Save the technicalities

for when you work
for NASA, smartass, okay?

- Dad?

- Yeah?

- Did I ruin your life?

- What?

Bud, you are my life.

- I know you dreamed
of being a musician,

but you gave it up
after college.

- Christopher--

- It doesn't take a rocket
scientist to do the math.

I know that's when I was born.

- Sometimes,

the most beautiful dreams
are the ones

that we have yet to dream.

And being your dad

is more beautiful than any dream

I could've ever imagined.

- I love you, Dad.

- Back at you, Starman.

All right.

Should we look at these stars?

- Hi.

Hey.
- Hey.

Appreciate you coming in
on short notice.

- Yeah. Yeah.

- Waiter.

Another Pappy 15 for my friend
here please.

And the check.
- Yes, sir.

- So what can I do for you,
Congressman?

Bobby.

- There you go.

I understand that
you've been on desk duty

since Wayne Coleman
passed away.

That can't be very exciting for
someone as ambitious as you.

- You'd be surprised how
exhilarating data entry can be.

You're funny.

That's good.

What would you say
if I offered you a position

on my security detail?

- Uh...

I'd say that's...interesting.

- You wouldn't have to leave
your job, okay?

But it would get you
off the bench.

And it would be good PR for me.

And for the department.

- Hmm.

- Your drink, sir.

- Thanks.

- And besides, I--

I still owe you one.

- Thanks.

- Excellent.

Okay, seeing as you
are now a part of the team,

I have some
sensitive information

I'd like to share with you.

- My lips are sealed.

- My wife, Regina,

she's a wonderful mother
and partner.

We've been through
a lot together.

I love her.

But...

at this point,

our marriage is purely

a political arrangement.

There's someone else
that I care deeply about

and she cares deeply about me.

I need your help navigating
some private meetings.

Keep her out of the public eye.

You okay with that?

- Just let me know
who to look out for.

- You know her already.

She's my speech writer,
Amy Kindelán.

I'm going to get out of here
because I want to get home

before it's lights out
for the kids.

Thanks, Joe.

I knew I could trust you.

- Hey. Joe.
- Jenny.

It's late,
what are you doing here?

- Seemed like the only way
I could talk to you

is show up to your work.

You avoiding my calls?

- No, it's not you, it's just--

It's been a day.

- Sorry, but this might make it
more complicated.

Wayne Coleman,

his sister
interned for Bobby Diaz.

- What?
- He wrote her a gushing letter

of rec for a tech company
in Silicon Valley,

but only interned for him
for eight weeks.

Who writes a rave review
for an intern

who fetches coffee
for a couple of months?

- You think that they had
an affair?

That he bribed her with
some fancy job to stay silent?

- He wouldn't be the first
politician to play that move.

She probably threatened
to expose their relationship.

- Which would've derailed
his marriage,

his career, his whole life.

- What if her death
wasn't an accident?

What if Congressman Diaz
had something to do with it?

- He asked me if I regretted
not following my dream

of becoming a musician.

And, uh,

it made me think about
what happened today in therapy.

- I don't pity you, Joe.

I don't.

- If I'm being totally honest
with you...

I do mourn the loss
of not pursuing music.

And when I heard about
that whole law school thing,

there was a part of me
that was probably jealous

that you get a second shot
at your dream.

But Barrett, partners,

I don't care
where the offer came from.

I cared

that you felt like
you couldn't tell me.

That stung.

- I'm sorry that
I kept it from you.

- I accept my choices.
I've got no regrets.

Yeah, I still love playing
music, but I love us more.

- I love us too.

- I want you
to have your dream.

And if that means
going to Atlanta, then go.

- I can't.

- Five, ten years from now,
Jenny,

regret and resentment
will creep in,

it'll seep in,
and that will slay me.

- I don't want to leave
Christopher.

And you.

How are we going to work
on healing our relationship

900 miles apart?

- Maybe we all go.

- What are you saying?

We move the whole family
to Atlanta?

- I heard they got
plenty of hospitals

and schools down there.

- Don't get me wrong,

I appreciate
the radical honesty,

but, uh,

I don't think moving is
gonna fix our relationship.

- I'd be willing to wager

they got plenty of
couples therapists too.

Look, we'll figure it out.

Like we always do.

Together.

- Shooting star.

Make a wish.

- I wish I got to hold him.