All language subtitles for Fleishman.Is.in.Trouble.S01E02.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[ Izhar Ashdot's
"Zilo Shel Yom Ka'itz" plays ]

♪♪♪

Aw. I'm never gonna get
over that jachnoon.

[ Laughs ] I think you're
never gonna digest that
jachnoon.

Oh, I'll digest it.

Really?
I'll digest it all day long.

Jachnoon is primarily bread.
No, it -- It --

It -- It took me
to this m-moment...

Libby:
The cursing started like this.

You can't even
digest bread.
[ Speaking Hebrew ]

Huh? Well, yeah, sure.

I gotcha.

B'hatzlacha rabah.

Huh?

B'hatzlacha rabah.

♪♪♪

[ Laughs derisively ]

[ Speaking in Hebrew ]

What did she say
to you?

[ Speaking in Hebrew ]

Oh, shit.
What'd she say?

She just -- She just cursed
my unborn daughter.

[ Speaking in Hebrew ]

That's fine. You know,
I-I don't have any more cash.

If -- I don't know
if you guys have any.

Just -- Just to make it stop.
Really?

Just to make it stop.
[ Speaking in Hebrew ]

Okay, okay.
Okay, I have, like, some.

I have a few.
I have a few things.

Hey. Sorry about him.
Sorry, here, we have --

Yeah, get it in there.

Thank you.
Sorry.

[ Speaking in Hebrew ]

That doesn't sound --
That's not a...

No.
...Like, a blessing.

It's not a good one.

[ Speaking in Hebrew ]
Oh.

Okay. Okay.

Did she say "gonorrhea"?
Yeah.

Did you say "gonorrhea"?

Listen, let's go.
I-I-I'm scared of her.

You shouldn't say that
to people.

That's...
You can leave.

I know, but I'm part of the
group, so if the group is...

Just do it then,
and let's go.
Yeah, sorry.

Can we please go?

Yeah.
Here you go. Hi.

I'm sorry about that.

Is that...?

Beggar woman: Oh. Oh.

♪♪♪

[ Speaking in Hebrew ]

She told him that he would
heal the world with his
kindness,

that he was destined
for a righteous path,

that his future was assured,

that nothing bad
would happen to him.

♪♪♪

Can you --
Of course I can hear you.

You're yelling.

Yes.

Uh -- No.

No, Hannah, Mona cannot
take you to the Hamptons.

She's supposed to be on
vacation in the first place.

Can you please -- Can you
please just give her back her
phone?

Yeah, so I can talk to her.

That's right.
I am so sorry, Mona.

No, this is so nice of you.
Yeah.

I know, but your son doesn't
arrive until tonight, right?

Yeah, I so appreciate this.
Really. I know.

Uh -- You're a real life
-saver. Okay.

Monday had come, and still,
there was nothing from Rachel.

Toby: I know that you think
my job is a hobby,

but I have real obligations,

and the kids were expecting
to go to the Hamptons with
you,

and this was Mona's
one week off.

♪♪♪

Libby: This was not the life
that the beggar woman

had promised him.

So, we need to redo the
sonogram on Mrs. Shalmoni.

Uh, what is the most common

liver condition
associated with Crohn's?

Dr. Bartuck
would like to see you

when you have a chance.
Yes, sure, sure.

[ Knocks ]

Ah, Dr. Fleishman.
Dr. Bartuck.

Uh, Ida said
you wanted a word.

Have a seat.

So...
Yes.

I wanted you
to hear it from me.

I'm taking over.

Chief of Medicine.

Wow. [ Chuckles ]
Congratulations.

That's --
That's just great.

Now, Janice is taking over
the division,

which means she needs to
replace herself for the
subdivision,

and I'd like it
to go to you.

Well, I-I don't know
what to say.

Um, thank you.

Well, you're good
with patients.

You're precise.
You care.

Now, it's not a lock.
Janice has her own process,

but you're the favorite.

It's yours to lose.

[ Uplifting music plays ]

[ Hospital intercom chatter ]

A promotion.

See that, Rachel?

Toby thought back to
when he was a fellow

and when Bartuck was
an actual practicing doctor,

before he began his dubious
ascent to fundraiser.

[ Laughs ]
And she -- Wait, wait, wait.

W-What did she say?

"My father is sick
with a lot of things."

That's right, right.

"My father is sick
with a lot of things,

Dr. Bartuck,

but uterine cancer
isn't one of them!"

[ Laughter ]

That year, Dr. Loo,

the head of
the gastroenterology division,

found himself in the hospital
as a patient

with an aggressive, relentless
case of pancreatic cancer.

Oh.

Then, finally, just a month
later, it was time.

[ Solemn music plays ]

Okay, uh, we'll go.

No, stay.

You were as big a part
of his life as I was.

♪♪♪

Rachel: That's so sad.
I know.

What I keep thinking about
is just, like,

the privilege
of having known him, you know?

I mean, to know them,
and to be a part of it.

Like, to be there, you know?

It's pretty amazing you were
in the room, though.

I mean, that...
Yeah.

...that means you're in,
Toby.

♪♪♪

Is that what they say
in the mailroom

when you get to watch
a senior agent die?

Not, that's not what I mean.

No, I know what you mean.

I don't think you know
what I mean.

I mean that I think doing this
is its own reward.

Are you getting into bed?

I gotta return
a thousand e-mails.

Okay.

[ Relaxing music plays ]

♪♪♪

Then, two years ago,
the Fleishmans were invited

for New Year's
to the second home

of Miriam
and Sam Rothberg in Saratoga.

♪♪♪

If you have four houses,
how do you decide

which to call your second?

Oh, it's the one
you bought second.

Hmm.
That makes sense.

Welcome, Fleishmans!

Look at this place.
It's amazing.

[ Laughs ]
Welcome to Paniquil.

Oh, Paniquil.

So, you named this after
an antidepressant

that doesn't interfere
with sexual arousal?

No, no, no.

I named it after
an antidepressant

that doesn't interfere
with sexual arousal

that made me rich.

Oh. Well...
Let me show you around.

Oh.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

♪♪♪

[ Wind howling ] [ Indistinct conversations
in distance ]

Taste that?
Yeah, I taste it.

It's, you know --
it's very -- I taste it.

[ Laughter in distance ]

[ Sniffs ]

You still at the hospital?

Well, you know, people
are still getting sick, so.

[ Both chuckle ]

You know, we're looking
for someone to head up

a new division
around marijuana.

Sorry, Fendant is getting
into marijuana?

Oh, Lord, no, no.
We're looking for somebody

to help lead a new division
dedicated to debunking myths

about alternative therapies.

Oh. Oh, I see.

A lot of misinformation out
there, as I'm sure you know.

Oh, no.
I -- I don't know.

I mean, I've seen a lot of
cancer patients benefit from

alternative...
Don't -- Don't --
Don't -- Don't --

Don't tell me
you're an acupuncture guy.

[ Laughs ] No, no.
Well, I mean, it's not a cure,

but it actually
does provide pain relief.

Absolutely. Yeah.

Well, uh, you know, you'd be
heading up a big division,

bringing in a mil
before bonuses.

You'd be managing
your own team.

Great hours.
The works.

I don't know. I think I do my
best with a patient interface,

I think. Yeah.
Thank you.

Yeah, Rachel --
Rachel said you'd resist.

Yeah?
Mm.

Did I mention the house
in Vail?

Director-level gets a key.

"What's wrong?"
Why don't you ask Sam,

with whom you colluded
and orchestrated.

"Colluded?"

It's a job officer, Toby.
It's an opportunity.

At the very least,
always take the meeting,
right?

It's -- It's the opposite
of an opportunity, okay?

It is the antithesis
of what I do.

He wants me to head up
a division that encourages

the -- the deprivation
of legitimate avenues

of pain relief
for sick patients.

I want you
to feel rewarded.

You should get a break
from the grind.

But it is not a grind,
okay?

Do you understand
how hurtful it is

that this is
what's important to you?

You're screaming.

I did not become a doctor
to get rich, okay?

I did it to live
a meaningful life.

Yeah, well, I would like to
own an apartment someday.

Excuse me, I make
almost $300,000 a year.

I am a rich man
in every single culture

except the 40 stupid
square blocks

that you insist
we live within.

You act like you need
to work all the time

because I'm some bum
on the couch.

If you had a job where people
counted on you

for their livelihood,
maybe you would get it.

Oh.

Are you serious?

Children: Dad? Dad?

[ Chuckles ]

I don't know why we still have
these conversations.

I-I never
misrepresented myself.

Well, neither did I.

Okay.

[ Tense music plays ]

Libby: Immediately following
that weekend,

Rachel began to look
at nicer apartments

without even talking to him.

Sam knows the builder.
Mm.

They don't have their
certificate of occupancy,

so they can't really
show it yet,

so early access.
Wow.

I guess it's really
who you know, huh?

Rachel: Exactly.
Yeah.

They're calling it
The Golden.

Wow. The Golden.

Just in -- Just in case you
missed any of the subtext.

It's the original moulding.

Yeah, it's new construction.

The whole thing's original.

[ Car horns honk in distance ]

Well, I like it.

Oh, really?
Come on.

Its like everything I hate
about New York City,

like new money
imitating old money.

Come on.
"The Golden".

Yeah, you said that.

Well, yeah.

Sam says we can make
an offer now

before they put it
on the market.

[ Scoffs ]
We'll finally have a place.
Mm-hmm.

We'll live here forever,
and our children

will visit us when they're
married and have children.

You act like you need me
to say yes,

but you already made
a decision.

[ Scoffs ]
And that was that.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

And now look at him --
a promotion --

not for leveraging
or subverting,

not for disrupting,

just for being devoted to what
he did and being good at it.

"See, Rachel?"
He wanted to tell her.

"Success can build.

You don't have to lunge
for it like an animal."

Mona, hi.
I am so sorry.

I really thought she would
be back by now.

Hey, you didn't happen
to make dinner, did you?

I'm gonna go be with my son.

Okay.
Thanks for everything.

I really --
I do appreciate it.

Okay.
Hey, kids. I'm back.

I'm gonna make some dinner,
okay?

He was annoyed.

Lord knows Rachel came home
late all the time

and didn't get attitude
from Mona.

Is Mom here?
Hey.

We're supposed to be there
by dinner.

I'm supposed to have dinner
with Lexi.

Yeah, sorry, honey.
Mom's delayed.

She would be back by tonight,
tomorrow at the latest.

God, why is it
so hot in here?

No, she promised me dinner
in the Hamptons.

Yeah, well,
Mom's delayed, okay?

She's always delayed.

Oof. God,
is the air conditioning on?

Did it break or something?
I'm gonna make --

I'm gonna find a recipe.
You don't worry.

Last year, she had
to go to Italy

'cause she was on tour
with Alejandra, and this year,

she promised we'd have
a whole week together.

You know what?
You're not wrong.

You deserve a summer.

Everybody is getting together
without me!

Don't you understand that?

[ Door slams ]

You know, guys, I had
some great news today.

[ Sirens wailing in distance ]

Woman: My tits really wanna be
squeezed more.
Oh, sweet Jesus.

Oh, harder.
Woman #2: It's so hot.

My pussy's so wet.
No. No. No.

Come on, are you
hard yet?
Stop.

[ Porn stops ]

Okay.

[ Mouse clicking ]

Oh, my God.

Toby briefly entertained
the idea that it was Mona --

that, in her anger,
she sat down

and treated herself
to a big old afternoon

of Internet porn.

But the theory fell apart
when he realized

that Mona probably knew
how to spell "vagina."

[ Mouse clicks ]

Ooh.

Kids?
[ Door opens ]

Kids?

Hannah:
Is Mom here?

Let me have a word with Solly.

[ Scoffs ]

I didn't do it.
[ Door slams ]

Solly.

I-I don't know why
those things came up.

They just came up.

Alright. Here.

It's okay.
Come sit down for a minute.

Listen, there is nothing to be
ashamed of or -- or afraid of.

Are you curious about girls?

I just wanted to know
what it looked like
underneath.

Yeah, no, I understand.

Should I maybe get --
get you a book for kids?

Like, maybe with pictures?
No.

I don't want to see it
ever again.

Yeah, no,
that makes perfect sense.

Of course not.
Of course not.

Hey, it's okay, buddy.
It's not okay.

I hate it.

I know. I know.

Listen, um,
I-I just want you to know

that that's not really
what it's like, okay?

That's like someone's fantasy
of what people might want.

That's not what
it's really like

for two people
to have sex, okay?

Don't say that word!
Yeah.

Okay. I won't say it.
Yeah. I won't.

[ Cellphone vibrating ]

[ Gasps ]Is that Mom?
Um...

Don't tell her.

No, no, I won't.
I won't.

[ Sniffling ]

It was Rachel.
He was sure of it.

Some beam of nuclear energy
had reached her

and activated her remaining
shreds of maternal instinct.

Nahid:
Just thinking about you, stud.

Poison emoji. Finger gun
emoji. Hang ten emoji.

It's the hospital.

Libby: Growing up
was disgusting. Literally.

It was filled with all these
horrible moments of revulsion.

You okay, buddy?

I'm gonna go watch
"Karate Kid".

Can I go?
Of course.

Yeah, of course.

[ Door slams ]

[ Tense music plays ]

♪♪♪

[ Typing ]

Toby: My 9-year-old watched
porn on the computer

for hours
in front of you today.

We will no longer
be requiring your services.

Good luck to you.
[ Cellphone chimes ]

♪♪♪

Libby: Holy shit.

What had he done?

Toby spent all night in vain
trying to figure out

how to take back
his text to Mona.

Holy shit. He'd fired
the most stable presence

his children
had in their lives.

No, I know, Simone.
Can you --

Can you please just tell me
when she's getting back?

Okay. Well, she went
to Everglade, right?

Yeah, well, can you tell me
how long it goes?

Can you tell me that?
Can you -- No.

Stop that.
Stop that.

No, not you.
Sorry.
I'm hungry.

Yeah, I know.
No, can you tell me, uh,

if she's still there?
Can -- Can you tell me
anything?

No? Okay. Great.
Yeah, I know, I know.

Can we just wait at home for
Mom to take us to the
Hamptons?

I wish. I just don't know when
she's getting back yet.

But, look, w-w-why would you
just want to leave here?

You know, it's weird.
Everybody wants to leave

the city when it gets hot,
but that's actually a mistake.

Nothing beats summer
in the city.

You know, everything gets
so green, everyone gathers.

It smells like garbage.

Yeah. Yeah.

You used to love
coming in with me.

Yeah, when I was a baby.
I know.

I'll make it up to you, okay?

Can we go to the park?
We can find the churros guys.

You know what?
That sounds like fun,

and I'm sure
Mom will be back by tonight.

You said that last night.

Mm, I know.
Be good.

The time will go by
fast, okay?

Libby: But it didn't.

How it broke his heart.

How Toby had always
loved summer.

[ Monitors beeping ]

[ Telephone ringing,
intercom beeping ]

[ Hospital intercom chatter ]

[ Dial tone ]

[ Dialing ]

[ Line ringing ]

[ Inhales deeply ]

Sage: Hello, it is
a beautiful day

here at Everglade,
an exclusive wellness retreat

located in the splendor
of the Catskill Mountains.

This is Sage.
How can I help facilitate y--

Yeah, sorry, hi.
I'm sorry to interrupt,

but I'm just --
uh, I'm at my job.

Um, can you please tell me
if Rachel Fleishman

is still checked in?

I'm so sorry.
Yeah.

I can't talk about
a guest's status.

No, I just need to know
if she's -- if she's there.

Sorry, I'm her husband.

Um, I just have a message
to get to her.

Can you pass on a message
for her?

I'm sorry, sir.

I can't reveal the status
of our guests.

I don't need to know
her status,

just if she's there.

I-I'm sorry -- Yeah.
I'm sorry, sir.

I can't reveal the status
of our guests.

Okay.
I'm sorry to disturb you.

Okay.

[ Tense music plays ]

Toby: Hey. Just...please.
I'm not mad.

I'm a real person.

I exist even when
you can't see me.

Can I get an ETA, Rachel?

[ Typing ]

♪♪♪

Toby: Wow. A division head.
You must so proud, Janice.

It'll be a challenge,
I know.

I think of all the things
I'll have to do now

that I'm not
seeing patients.

Ugh.
Ugh. Like fundraising.

Don't knock fundraising.

You and I don't have jobs
without it.

I don't know. I think I would
just miss my patients.

Advancing sometimes means
missing a thing you loved.

I think I'm gonna love this,
too, though.

Shit.
Hey, aren't those your kids?

Um...
Woman over intercom:
Paging Dr. Wong.

Paging Dr. Wong.

Oh.
I have an endoscopy.

[ Inspiring music plays ]

Libby: His kids deserved
a better summer than this.

They all deserved
better than this.

♪♪♪

Hey, do you have a second?

Um, I need a personal day
or two.

Well, two. Two.

Is everything alright?
Yeah, my -- um, well,

Rachel, uh, she's on an
extended trip. It couldn't be
avoided.

And my -- my babysitter's
on vacation.

Holy shit.
He'd fired Mona.

Well, it's not ideal.

I told David Cooper
he was getting the best.

Yes, and I will be right in
if I'm needed.

I will check in on the hour.

I gave Mr. Cooper my cell.

The fellows know
he's a priority.

[ Telephones ringing
in distance ]

Alright, two days.
But you'll check in.

Okay.
Thank you.

Anyone here want to go
to the Hamptons?

Yes! Yes!
[ Laughs ]

Does Mom even know
you have her car?

Yeah, I said,
are you ready?

Come on.

Alright.

Are you gonna get
your own car?

Hmm?
Can --
Can you even afford one?

What -- Yes.
Yes, I can afford a car.

You do understand
I'm a doctor and not, like --

not, like, a homeless person,
right?

Dad.
What?

You can't say
"homeless person."

[ Uplifting music plays ]

♪♪♪

Hey, Dad?
Mm-hmm?

What's the block universe?

Oh.
Um, it's a -- it's a theory.

It's this idea that, like,
all of life is happening

at the same time.

♪♪♪

Like, all points of existence
are,

I don't know,
occurring simultaneously.

Just try to breathe through
it, okay? Oh, love, I'm sorry.

Hannah: Is he gonna throw up?
Gross.

♪♪♪

So, it means that, like --

like, your past
and present and future...

♪ ...Washed the spider out ♪

Toby:
...are all happening,

like, all at once.

♪♪♪

♪ Round and round,
round and round ♪

♪ The wheels on the bus
go round and round ♪

I spy with my little eye,
something that's blue.

It's a big part
of my life.

Rachel:
[ Speaking indistinctly ]

You want me to sit here
with my hands in my lap

to do some public display of
not working for your
satisfaction.

Look, if I got this done,
I could finally relax.

It's not your schedule --
Toby:
Oh, suddenly it's my schedule

that's the problem?
Okay.

♪♪♪

Solly: A-At once?

That's so busy.

Mm-hmm.
I mean, you don't have to
worry

about you right now, though.

What if I'm sitting on myself
from the last time we were
here?

Yeah, you know, it's just --
it's just a theory, okay?

♪♪♪

It was best not to think
about the block universe.

Toby didn't want to think
about any theory of life

in which the thing
you were dealing with

was an absolute reality.

♪♪♪

He couldn't bear the scope
of regret

and missed chances
and alternate choices.

He didn't want to think
about possibility anymore.

Possibility was a trap.

♪♪♪

Hey, does anybody
want to get some food?

You know what else is a trap?

The Hamptons.

You know, kids, it's --
it's nice

that you have a house
in the Hamptons, okay?

It actually is really nice
that you can get used to this.

But it's also -- it's also
important to think

about economy disparity.

It's important that privileged
kids like you,

like, think a little bit
about that, you know?

I mean, look at these houses.

I mean, you think inside
these houses are people

that have been rewarded
for their great acts

of kindness
and good works?

No. Unh-uh. No. No,
inside these houses are
pirates.

Pirates?
Yeah.

I mean, a kind of pirate.
A kind of pirate.

The kind of pirate
that takes and takes

even though he has enough,
you know?

Listen, you guys
are gonna grow up

and do great things
in your life,

but you have to understand,
there's such a thing as --

as enough.

Okay.

Whatever, Dad.

Okay.

Look at that sunset.
It's so pretty, isn't it?

You know, but you have
to remember,

sunsets are also problematic,
you know,

because they're only
for the wealthy.

In cities, there are tall
buildings so you can't see it.

You know, you got to come
to a place like this

just to catch a glimpse of
what would be one of the true,

free pleasures in life,
you know?

Okay. Great.
Can I just have the keys?

Yeah.

[ Car beeps ]

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Door unlocks, opens ]

He hated this place.

I get the big room!
No, you don't.

You had it last time.

I want it!
It's my turn.

No, it's not.

Absolutely hated it.

♪♪♪

Hated its beautiful views,

hated waking up
to the salt air...

♪♪♪

...hated the bed that cradled
him like it was his mother.

Something, something,
economic disparity,

something, something,
wealth distribution.

♪♪♪

Night, Sol.

Solly: Night, Dad.

[ Light switch clicks ]

But however much he didn't
like the house when it was
his,

boy, did he extra not like it
now that it wasn't.

[ Solemn music plays ]

[ Sighs ]

♪♪♪

[ Crying ]

♪♪♪

He was last there in winter.

They'd come out for the
Leffers' anniversary party.

He'd been asking for a divorce
for months by then,

and each time he brought it
up, she'd get crazy.

But it was quiet there, the
way it never was in the
summer,

and something
had changed in her.

I think we should get
a divorce.

♪♪♪

Right then, he was filled
with an aching love for her

that he hadn't experienced
in some time.

♪♪♪

It's gonna be okay.

♪♪♪

[ Crying ]

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[ Both moaning ]

[ Wails ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Both panting ]

Well done.

I gotta go.

Okay. Bye.

[ Cellphone chimes ]

[ Sighs ]

How can I? I have no phone.

Alright.
I'm sure you'll find a way.

Here you go.

This will barely
buy me water.

Alright, here's 20.

Okay. Bye.

[ Scoffs ]
Good time.

Solly: Bye, Hannah.

[ Muffled conversation ]

Wait, Hannah...

[ Uplifting music plays ]

Who's she talking to?

Toby: I don't know, Sol.

[ Knock on glass ]

Hmm.
Hot enough for you?

[ Laughs uncomfortably ]
Nice to see you, Roxanne.

Libby: Roxanne Hertz spoke
in a Groucho Marx voice

when she was saying anything
uncomfortable or critical

or evenly mildly
controversial.

Can you believe
he's the nominee?

It's hilarious.

Well, at least she'll win,
right?

Well, I don't know
that she'll win.

I don't even like her that
much, but at least with him,

we can keep our money,
you know?

Also, her voice --
drives Rich crazy.

Anyway, I was thinking that
I could pick the girls up

and take them to dinner.

Yeah, you know what,
Hannah would probably prefer

that to having dinner with me,
so --

Oh, Solly.
Yeah.

Solly, do you want
to go play with Max?

He's in the car.

Oh.
Do you want to, buddy?

Oh, of --
of course he does.

Does he?
Yeah.

Okay.
Okay.

I'll -- I'll pick you up
for dinner, okay?
Okay.

Oh, let them stay.
Hannah can call you

when we're done.

Actually, you know what?
Do -- Do you mind?

She doesn't have
a phone yet.

Still?
Yeah.

[Groucho Marx voice]
Toby, get that girl a phone.

[ Laughs uncomfortably ]
[ Laughs ]

[Normally] Oh, you are looking
so well, Toby.

You know, I keep meaning
to tell you,

we are your friend, too,
and, um, yeah --

[groans] I'm idling.
Oh. Okay.

[Groucho Marx voice]
Gotta go.

Toby was unsettled by the fact

that Roxanne Hertz
didn't blink when she saw

that Toby was the one
with the kids and not Rachel.

Bye! Bye, Toby!

Had she heard from Rachel?

Did she know something
he didn't?

Toby: I'm beginning to think,
like, maybe

I'm the only one
who doesn't know, right?

Well, did she say anything?
Arm circles.

No. No, no, no.
That's just it.

That's what's so weird.

No, I think she probably
just assumed

there was a good reason --
like, she did the math.

The woman who said this to me
was not the smartest person.

5, 6, 7, 8.
Okay, I gotta --

[ Dance music plays ]
I have to go, but if this --

if this were a story,
I would follow the money.

What does that mean?
Does --

Is that something people
really say?

You had bank accounts
together, right?

So, just see where she's
spending her money, right?

Okay, I got -- I --
I have to go, Toby.

Okay. Okay, bye.
Alright. Bye.

[ Cellphone beeps ]

[ Seatbelt clicks ]

Hello?

Hello?

Who is that?

Uh, um, this is my house?

Who -- Who are you?

Miss Fleishman didn't
mention a visitor.

Well, I'm sorry --
I'm sorry, who are you?

I look in on the place.

Oh. No, it's fine.
Like, I'm her husband.

I promise this --
this is all fine.

Okay.
Yeah. Okay.

I'll come back.
Yeah.

I mean, we'll be out
by the weekend.

Thanks.

Great.

[ Door opens, closes ]

Okay. Thank you.

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

Libby: Fine.
He would follow the money.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Three months before,
he'd divested

of their shared accounts,
handing them over to Rachel.

The mediator had told her to
change their shared passwords,

that it was an important
part of moving on.

♪♪♪

Toby couldn't believe
she'd actually done it.

♪♪♪

Sweet Jesus,
is the sun broken?

His phone passcode
was still their anniversary,

and her password was what?

Something he couldn't
even begin to imagine.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

That's him.

♪♪♪

And with that, it was time
to leave the house,

into which he was,
he was learning,

technically breaking
and entering.

Yeah, sorry.

Roxanne: Bye, Toby.

Bye.
Thank you for having them.

Bye!
Bye, Fleishmans!

Thanks a lot.

They were about to take us
out to dinner.

It's so unfair.
Yeah, I have a patient
I need to see.

Get in the car.
Come on.

He didn't belong here.

♪♪♪

She had moved on,
and he was still using the
pool

like a house guest
who wouldn't go home.

God damn, if Rachel
could move on, so could he.

Who wants to go to E.J.'s?
Solly: [ Gasps ]
Breakfast for dinner!

Alright.
I have to do one errand first.

[ Uplifting music plays ]

[ Car starts ]

♪♪♪

Toby was going
to take control.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Thank you!

♪♪♪

[ Giggles ]

Thank you so much.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

[ Laughter ]

♪♪♪

On the wind of this triumph,

he decided to solve
his bigger problem.

Hey, Hannah, h-how psyched
are you for camp?

Mm-hmm.

Boy, am I jealous.

You know, I met all of my
best friends at camp.

You know Seth?
He and I met at camp.

Do you think we could make
this have a six-foot diameter,

or is that too big?

Yeah, six feet -- Yeah,
it might be a little too big,

especially in this
tiny apartment.

You know, that's where I first
learned about astronomy,

'cause they have these, like,
amazing telescopes at camp.

Yeah. They don't have
all those city lights

to obstruct the stars.

Actually, you --
you might like that, Sol.

Nope.
Remember, I'm not a camp kid.

Yeah, he's not a camp kid,
Rachel.

Who is? [ Scoffs ]

You're a camp kid because
your parents send you to camp.

All his friends
started last year.

No, he doesn't have
any friends.

That's because he doesn't
go to camp.

Well...
If he doesn't go now,

he'll be too freaked out
to go later.

Wait,
he wanted to go that --

uh, that ice skating camp
in Queens, you remember?

Who's he gonna meet
at an ice skating camp?

Uh, I don't know.
Not everybody goes to camp

for, like, networking
opportunities, Rachel.

Why doesn't he want to do
something more appropriate,

like...tennis?

Wait, is that it?
Are you just, like,

concerned about
his masculinity?

No. [ Sighs ]

C-Can't we cultivate
something more practical?

Like, he's not gonna grow up
to be an ice skater.

And -- And we should be
concerned

that he doesn't want
to leave home.

Why are you, like, so eager
to get rid of them?

Didn't, like --
Didn't we want them?

They're gonna be gone
soon enough.

No, I-I'm not paying
for ice skating camp.

Okay. There it is.
Honesty. Finally.

It's your money.

What? No.
That's not what I said at all.

It went on like that.

He tore through her
for her lack of participation

in the kids' lives.

She went straight for
his masculinity like it

was an artery.

That's how you're thinking?
Okay, thank you.

I knew you'd find a way
to turn it back to me.

No, actually, I'm just asking
a question, Toby.

It's an honest question.

Can I get Instagram?
Everyone has it.

No, we've answered this
before.

No social media
until you're 13.

Everyone.

No -- You don't even have
a phone.

It's not good for kids
and anxiety.

Your brain is still
developing, alright?

Dad and I will talk about it.
Excuse me.

We've already talked about it,
okay?

How about my anxiety that
everybody is always on it

and leaving me out?
She has a point.

Yeah?

[ Sink turns on ]

You're an animal.

Toby wasn't proud of
everything that went down

at the end of his marriage.

But he was now beginning
to see camp for what it was --

not a weapon in his cold war
with Rachel, but a solution.

Hey, Sol, I-I need
to talk to you, buddy.

Am I in trouble?
No, no, of course not.

No. Um, I just, um --

I need you to think
about going to camp.

But I'm not a camp kid.

Yeah. Yeah.

The thing is, Mom is away for
a while and I have to work,
okay?

That's just, like,
what's going on.

Your options are sitting in
the conference room at the
hospital

or spending time at aftercare
at the Y, and I just --

I just want
a better summer for you.

I mean, you deserve
a better summer.

What about if I hate it?

Well, then,
I'll come pick you up,

but I don't think
you're gonna hate it.

What about my project?

What? Your project?
We'll have plenty of time

to do your project
when you get back home.

Can I think about it?

I-I think what I'm saying
is that, um, you're going.

But you're gonna be fine.
I would not --

I would not put you anywhere
that is bad or dangerous,
okay?

Come here, buddy.

♪♪♪

He sent the kids to bed and
kept the date that he'd had

with Nahid, the woman that
he'd been communicating with

on his app for several weeks.

According to Seth, the hotter
it gets before you real-life

meet a woman from
a dating app,

the more it predicts
you'll never actually meet.

The human confines of shame
can't withstand it.

And surely, it had gotten hot
with Nahid.

And weird.

Nahid: Okay, I'm a super,
but the payment

I demand for changing
a light bulb

is for you to go down on me
until I'm done.

But now, my kids
are beating down the door

and I scream,
"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

You're a fighter pilot
who is too horny to fight,

so you have me sit on your
cock while you fight Russian
bogeys.

I'm a space alien
dressed as a window washer

who is doing your windows,
when you say

"I can't come in unless
I write your name

on the window, but I don't
have a writing implement,

except for my space penis.

♪♪♪

Yeah. As a scientist, Toby
could
not dismiss the
possibility

that Nahid was too good
to be true.

Whoa!

♪♪♪

But scientists must always see
their experiment through,

no matter how much the
forecast calls for spectacular
failure.

♪♪♪

Hi.

Hi.

Yeah. Thanks.

Toby always loved summer.

[ Elevator bell dings ][ Elevator doors close ]

[ Keys jingle, door unlocks ]

[ Sniffs ] Oof.

Hey. Hey, what's going on?

Did something happen?

Is Mommy dead?

Oh, my God.
Of -- Of course not.

Why? Why?
What -- What happened?

I tried to call her.

Yeah, well, maybe she
doesn't have your number.

I texted her and I said,
"It's Hannah."

Yeah.
I -- You know what?

I spoke to her
a little while ago.

I think she's just really
busy, and maybe --

maybe she's just asleep now.

Come here, kiddo.

It's okay.

It's okay, sweetheart.

You know, she'd be here
right now

if she didn't hate you
so much.

[ Solemn music plays ]

♪♪♪

Libby: And then it was
a few days later,

and it occurred to Toby
that he was doing

exactly what Rachel
would have done.

He was throwing money
at the problem.

He was buying summer.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Okay, let's go.
Whoa, whoa.

No, no. Wait a second.
Wait a second.

Hey.

I want you to know that
in the block universe,

you have been at camp,

having the most amazing summer
for all of time, okay?

This is so stupid.

And I-I want you to know
that also in the block
universe,

you are already back
at home with me,

telling me about
your amazing adventures, okay?

[ Sniffles ] I love you, Dad.

Man: Okay, Chipmunks,
time to load up!
Love you, too.

Okay. Listen, you let them
know if you need anything,
okay?

I will think about you
non-stop.

Hey. You stay.

I know you think you hate me,
but I also know that you
don't.

I'm gonna miss you so much,
okay?

[ Bus engine starts ]

[ Uplifting music plays ]

♪♪♪

-Bye.
-Bye!

-Bye, sweetie.
-Love you.

♪♪♪

They were gone now.
Everyone was gone.

It was too much for him.
It was too awful.

♪♪♪

But also, they were gone.

♪♪♪

Toby:
And they're off.

You guys around?

♪♪♪

Libby: He could have a second
to think now.

He could pull himself together

and start to try to remember
what kind of life

he was trying to build
before all of this happened.

He could stop vamping
for his kids for a minute

and perhaps join the throngs
of people

who met in twos and threes
with their friends

in park
and drank rosé out of cans.

He was going to try a Negroni!

He was gonna have
his summer, too.

♪♪♪

Is it called a ladies night?

No, it's not called
a ladies night.

It's called
a mom's night.

Ah.
Yeah. Like, a mom's --

Like, I don't --
I don't even know.

Why -- Why even have
a mom's night, you know?

Why do we need
a mom's night out?

Isn't the actual problem --
Hey.

Hi.
...the existence
of a mom's night out?

Like, how can we bear to admit
that we're in a cage

and have to be liberated,
prowl the streets,

drinking Aperol Spritzes
in our blousey tops.

God.
You know what the secret is?

What's the secret?

The secret is nobody
even wants to be there.

We just want to be left alone,
you know?

Like, we want to
be left alone.

We don't need some
organized activity.

Just let me watch TV
by myself.

But those women need to be
let out of the cage.

Yeah, I don't know.
I don't know.

Maybe I'm just different
than they are.

They need to prowl the streets
with their Aperol Spritz.

You know what I mean?
Am I, like, speaking

some unspoken truth
that we all share,

or am I really just
very different from them?

It's pretty intense.

It's a shame, the thing
that happens to women.

What's going on with you?

Hmm? Oh.

Sorry, uh...

I was so looking forward
to coming here, and then --

I mean, I just sent
my kids off to camp

because I didn't want
to tell them

that their mother has decided
that she needs yoga more

than she wants
to be a mother.

Sorry. I'm distracted.
I'm sorry.

Is she still gone?
Yeah.

I mean, look, she does this,
okay,

but I'm starting to think
that it hasn't really gone on

this long, you know?

She normally, like, delights
in sending me eye-roll emojis

whenever I complain,

but this is like a whole
new level, just going dark.

Have you gone to the office
or the yoga place?

Have you called the yoga place
or her assistant?

I mean, I would march
right in.

I don't have to call her
assistant, okay?

I want her to be normal.

And yes, I called the
assistant, and of course,

I called
the yoga place, too.

Yeah.
I got nothing.

Well, man, I think when you
stop having sex

with somebody,
all bets are off.

Well, actually,
we were still having sex.

My man.

What?
My man.

No, it's not
that kind of --
My man.

It's not, like, a happy thing.

My man. My man.
Yeah.

It's weird. I would -- I would
drop the kids off, and she --

she would say that she needs
to talk to me

about something privately,
so we'd go into our bedroom,

or her bedroom, I guess.
I don't know.

She wouldn't even
turn the lights on.

We would just, like, start.

And then what happened?
Don't.

You know how it works,
right?

Uh-huh.
Right.

And then, uh, I don't know,
it was over

and she would roll over
and pretend to fall asleep

and I would
just quietly leave.

It's weird.

I don't mind it.

It's like a hundred
little goodbyes.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

You know, I thought it would
be over and I would--

I wouldn't think
about her anymore,

but like, my brain
keeps remembering everything.

Like -- Like, trying
to determine

if I could have seen
this coming.

I literally can't stop
thinking about her.

But you're not worried
about her?

No. I mean, she does this.
She does?

Yes, she does this,
like an extra three days

on a business trip,
or we wake up

and she's not there,
and she works all day

and we only see her the next
morning, like a million times.

Really.
That I actually
do understand.

I used to really like being
on a story

and, you know,
staying an extra day.

Yeah, but now, it's longer
than just an extra day or two.

Yeah. No, I've never heard
of this before,

and I would always
call, like...

Right. You're a normal,
you know, person.

Thank you.
'Cause what if something
had happened to you?

Well, yeah, exactly.

What if something
has happened to her?

No, she's...

What?
Nothing.

She...
What is it?

A few years back,
she went to some work thing.

She got home really late,
like at 3:00 AM,

and I had called her, okay?

And she didn't answer,
as usual,

because that's just
what she did,

and I wasn't worried
about her.

She never checked in
when she was running late.

I mean, I was always
a second thought,

and this is while
we were married.

Anyway, she stumbles in,
and she's not drunk or
anything,

and she, like,
passes out on the couch,

and I realize --
I mean, she had been roofied.

What?
Yeah.

No.
Yeah.

No, I mean --
No, nothing had happened to
her.

No, I think some employee
of hers saw that she was,
like,

a little out of it and
brought her home immediately,

but I just -- I --

I keep remembering this, like,
terrible, tiny moment, and,
um,

I'm actually kind of, like,
ashamed to admit it,

but, um, but after I knew
that she was safe,

once I knew that nothing worse
had happened,

I felt like --
just briefly, like, just for,

like, one second, though,
like,

relieved, you know, that
she hadn't just forgotten to
--

to call me, you know?

She hadn't just forgotten
that I existed.

She didn't forget to call
home. She couldn't.

You know, what a relief that
this wasn't just another time

where she was treating me
like shit, you know?

Wow.
Yeah.

I mean, I'm not proud of this,
you know?

But I keep thinking about it.

Yeah.
But I mean, she does this.

Right?

I mean, she does this.

♪♪♪

Unless, what if something
happened to her?

Yeah.
But no, nothing happened to
her.

No.
Nothing happened to her.

Are you okay, Toby?

Yeah?
Yeah, I'm fine.

[ Cellphone vibrates ]
Shit. Sorry.

Sorry. Fuck.

Yeah, Dr. Fleishman.

Clay:
Toby, I'm sorry to bother you.

We have a 22-year-old
in fulminant liver failure.

Yeah.
We can't figure it out.

Okay.
No, I'll be --

Shit, I'll be right in.
Sorry, I gotta go.

My fellows need me.
I have a young patient.

You sure you're okay?
Yeah, yeah.

Sorry.
I just -- I gotta go.

♪♪♪

Whoa!

Man: Heads up!

Hey!
Sorry!

Watch where you're going!

Libby: Suddenly, he saw danger
everywhere.

Suddenly, he couldn't conceive
of the version of the person

he was even 10 minutes ago,

who hadn't thought
to ask hard questions

about his ex-wife's
disappearance.

He'd been so busy
taking a tour

of the block universe
of his marriage

that he had forgotten
to stay in the now,

where there was an emergency.

♪♪♪

He wasn't okay.
He was worried.

He suddenly felt very foolish
for not having thought

through the fact that yes,
she was a terrible person,

but bad things happen
to terrible people, too.

[ Cellphone vibrates ]

Hello?
Clay: I'm so embarrassed.

It's an overdose.

We hadn't gotten back
the acetaminophen report.

Wait, wait, sorry, do you
still need me to come in?

No, no, no.
W-We're fine.

I'm so sorry to disturb you.
I'm really embarrassed.

Okay. No.
No, it's okay.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Probably nothing was wrong.

Probably she was fine and just
being her normal,

inconsiderate self.

He needed to pull himself
together.

He needed some citrus.

He needed some produce.

This was what
summer wrought --

heat and terror
and rotting fruit.

Honestly, fuck summer.

Summer was marketing.
Summer was a scam.

[ Line ringing ]

Simone. Yeah, Simone.
Hi, it's Toby.

I'm sor-- Yeah, where --
where is Rachel?

Okay. No, I --
I know she has the week off.

Yeah, but you must --
you must have spoken to her.

Okay. Okay.
No, that's fine -- I'll --

I'll -- I will try her there.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Miriam:
Will you look at that?

Two Fleishman sightings
in one day.
Hi.

I love a husband
doing food shopping

in the middle of the day.
[ Laughs ]

Toby, are you still
into yoga?

Sam's getting into yoga.
Todd is gonna try it.

He swears. Well, he says
after our Rome trip.

Did Hannah tell you
we're going to Rome?

I swear, she and Lexi are --

I'm sorry, wait,
two Fleishman sightings?

I -- The kids
just went to camp.

We just saw Rachel.

What?

She was napping
in the park.

Yeah. Yeah.
It was the craziest thing.

She was just lying there,
napping.

Just...
Miriam said something,

and then Cyndi talked for
either an hour more

or a minute more, but Toby
didn't hear anything after
that

because his blood froze
and his inner ear

started to bleed
and his brain turned to putty

and began to leak out his
nose, and he knew right then,

he would never understand
another thing ever again.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

God how did this happen to me?
Seriously, like what did I do?

This is amazing.

The old place didn't
have air conditioning.

It did. We had units.

That's what I meant.

Rachel...I don't know.
She's not like the type
to commit social suicide.

We might need to revisit
what type of person we
think that she is.

I don't feel sad. Just crazy.

Yeah therapists
deal with crazy.

You can't treat a
person that way!

You don't know anything
about my life.

You have punted every decision
that a person can make.

I would like a place. I would
like to belong to people.

I want something real.

We all want everything.

You really have no idea how
you would feel if you got the
thing that you wanted.