All language subtitles for No Tomorrow - 01x10 - No Soup for You.FLEET.English.C.updated.Addic7ed.com

Previously on No Tomorrow...

I have real feelings for you.

I'm not ready for this to be over.

I do not wish to be
involved with you any longer.

Will you make me the
happiest man in the world

for the third time?

I accept your proposition.

No one cares about the math, bro.

That's not your story.

Xavier is.

Theoretically, if I
had been dishonest...

Sorry, I wasn't listening.

I was just researching Evie's boyfriend.

Fernie?

Without Fern's skilled
money-raising efforts,

you are now manning a sinking ship.

He's not who he says he is.

His name isn't even Xavier Holliday.

Oh, my God.

Who the hell are you?

You lied to me.

Your real name is Hamish Stegner, Jr.,

and you have a criminal record?

Why wouldn't you tell me any of this?

Look, I needed a fresh start,

so I changed my name.

And that rap sheet?

Eight arrests in five months?

Yeah, okay, so there's a
little light trespassing,

some disorderly conduct and
a splash of public indecency,

but, I mean, this is pretty normal

youthful rebellion where I'm from.

Well, I'm trying to
figure out who you are.

- Oh, come on.
- I don't know if you're Xavier

- or Hamish...
- Relax.

- or some kind of con man.
- Relax.

No, I came to you, giving
you the benefit of the doubt,

hoping for an explanation,

and you're acting like
I'm being irrational.

Yeah, because this stuff
just isn't relevant anymore.

And when the clock is ticking,
what is the point of...

of digging up the past?

I think it matters.

Well, I promise you,

it just doesn't.

Then I just...

I need some time to think.

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It's kind of unforgiveable, right?

If you found out Sofia used to be...

a diamond smuggler named Angelina...

You just described one of
our role-play scenarios,

like, scary accurately.

You're not helping.

I know. Sorry.

But honestly I think I'd
give Sofia a free pass.

Apart from the fact that

my brother hates me
and maybe always will,

I can't believe how much
I like being engaged.

Ugh, after witnessing Deirdre
accept Three-Pete's proposal,

that word sounds like
scissors in a garbage disposal.

She divorced him twice already.

Like, it's so obvious that
she should clearly be with...

Hank, Kareema,

Evie.

I just got off the phone with Corporate,

and they are concerned
that it will be difficult

to get CyberHugs back on track,

now that we've been so
callously burned by Fern.

#FernBurn.

Well, it will definitely
be an uphill battle,

but I am confident we can
turn CyberHugs back around.

Indeed.

I told them you were so inspired
by my thoughtful leadership

that you've already started vetting

a splashy new charity for CyberHugs.

What?

Corporate will be here
in a matter of days

to note your progress.

Chop, chop.

Ugh.

Was that weird?

It seemed weird.

Can I have your bacon?

Okay.

Yeah, I know these terrariums

build a better future

for the tree frogs,
but what if they start

to deny where they came from?

So, I think I speak for everyone
when I say, how can I trust you?

Your logo is how people know you.

It's... it's who you are.

You can't just change who you are.

Got a little Xav on the brain?

- Possibly.
- You know what I've noticed

since taking over your
quality control job?

What, the dollies in
fulfillment are always sticky?

- Yeah, that.
- I know.

But, um, but, also,

you have to think
super logically all day.

And that rational brain of yours

has been on sleep mode
for a couple months.

Strap in, fire it up,
tackle this Xavier thing

with some cold, hard Evie logic.

And... still nothing.

Dude, I'm on hour 19 of
radio silence from Evie.

Yeah. New name, criminal record...

it's a bit of a bombshell, man.

You got to let her
soak on that for awhile.

So I changed my name?
People do it all the time.

Woody Allen. Jon Stewart.

Pink.

Xavier Holliday is who I am,

and it's who she fell in love with.

Hamish Stegner, Jr., is
about as relevant as...

as this Romney campaign poster.

Dude...

how good does this guy look now?

Yeah.

Look, I think Evie just feels duped,

like she doesn't know the real you,

so just show her that she does.

Yeah.

Hey.

I know that you feel betrayed,

and I know that you feel
like you don't know me,

and I am here

to tell you that you do.

I am that same guy who you
jumped off a cliff with.

I'm the same guy who
wrote you street poetry,

and I am the same guy
who turns up at your house

and does spontaneous stuff

to remind you to live in the moment.

And that's why I brought in

Seattle's premier Whitesnake
cover band, Albino Cobra,

to play a private concert

just for you on your lawn.

- Xavier...
- And before you say anything,

we have the noise permits.

Xavier.

You're right.

You have shown me how
to live in the moment.

I've had more fun since I
met you than... well, ever.

But then I took another
look at everything.

You told me your mom died
while you were in college.

The dates of those arrests,

they're right after
her death, aren't they?

Yeah. I was broken and I acted out.

And your name, Hamish Stegner, Jr....

it's clear that you changed
it because of your father

and, you know, whatever
went on between you two.

Look, it's a messy, complicated story.

Yeah, and I asked you to tell it.

I begged you to...

and you wouldn't.

Hey.

Fine.

Fine, then ask me whatever you want.

No, it's-it's too late.

You know, I've had this...

this wave of rationality finally hit me.

You lied about your debt,
your past, your name,

and you just shrugged it all off.

You know, I can't be
the girl in the romcom

who overlooks serious issues

just because the guy is charming.

You've convinced yourself
the past doesn't matter

because you're afraid to confront it.

You need to face your mother's death

and whatever happened with your dad.

I was just... I don't know,

waiting for the right
time. I don't know.

You tell everyone to face their
fears while there's still time,

but you refuse to face yours.

Look, our pasts make us who we are,

and you're in denial of yours.

I can't be with someone who
refuses to be his whole self.

This is over, Xavier.

Thanks for joining me.

I needed a post-breakup drinking buddy.

How about two?

I invited T-Time.

Since we're all fresh
out of relationships,

I thought it was time to
reunite Destiny's Child.

Yeah, the broken hearts club version.

We are survivors.

We are irreplaceable.

So, let's rack up some bills,
bills, bills at this bar.

I don't know if I can
keep on survivin', guys.

I'm drawn to Deirdre like a magnet,

but now she's more
off-limits than ever.

How do I fix it?

Like, how do you turn off a magnet?

Well, in some cases, the polarity...

Hello?

Come over right now.

- I need you.
- Oh, okay.

Magnet fixed.

You guys just do whatev...

Uh, hey, listen...

I hope you know that

when I gave you that
information on Xavier,

- I wasn't trying to...
- Oh, I know.

But I'm glad I found out.

You know, it...

forced me to confront a
few things that, honestly,

I had been avoiding for too long.

In fact... uh...

Hey, uh, can you throw
this away for me? Thanks.

What? No more apocalysting?

That was Xavier's thing.

I need to figure out
who I am without him.

Well, independent woman,
what's your first step?

I don't know. What did you do when...

When Fern, the maniacal embezzler,

ditched me for Uruguay?

I spent eight hours on
my couch in my underwear

watching a Grocers' Blowout marathon.

You got souped!

(Both laughing)

- That was our show.
- Mm.

Is Emerald Sitay still the host?

Yeah, she's celebrating
her, like, 45th year there.

Grocers' Blowout!

- Oh, my gosh, what a woman.
- Mm.

Remember when I looked
into being a contestant?

But the wait list
was, like, three years,

so you never signed up.

You know what, I'm putting my
name on that wait list today.

In three years I am
winning Grocers' Blowout.

Well, good for you.

Oh, God.

Hi, Hank.

I have a cold.

You called me over here

to take care of your sick self?

That's Pete's job now.

Pete's in Wenatchee,

scouting orchards for the wedding.

He really wants people
to toast our marriage

with freshly-pressed cider.

Oh, that's great. Have a good one.

No, no, Hank.

I know our former romance

muddies this request,
but you are the one person

I need right now.

As my assistant, you never
took a single sick day.

Which means you're either
a statistical outlier

or you have discovered how to
fortify the human immune system.

Maybe I have, maybe I haven't.

Why can't you just ride this out?

This is the week Archie
Fieri visits the warehouse.

The fire inspector?

He's the toughest fire inspector

in Seattle; some say it's because

he lost his eyebrows in a terrible fire.

And I am the only one who
knows how to avoid his fines.

Then just reschedule.

Archie Fieri reschedules for no one.

That's actually written
on his business card.

And he has the power to
shut down the warehouse

until it's up to code.

My warehouse.

All right, all right.

The Barkley family does
have a secret recipe

for germ annihilation.

It's called vitamin B13.

It's like vitamin B12, but, you know,

there's one more “B.”

I'll make it for you tomorrow.

What's in it?

Uh... better if you didn't know.

My stuff with my dad

has nothing to do with our relationship.

But she thinks we
can't really be together

until I address it, but
that's not her call to make.

Exactly.

If you cared about this
thing with your dad,

it'd be on that lyst of yours.

“Talk to my dad” is number three.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

I just recently read
about this fringe therapist

who believes you
shouldn't confront trauma

until at least a decade
after it's happened.

So, just wait till then.

Right, except that,
at the ten-year mark,

the Earth will be a smoldering
piece of space rubble.

Yeah.

You're running out of
excuses for me to use, huh?

Really struggling here, yeah.

Listen, I get that you're afraid...

I'm not afraid of talking to my dad.

It's simply that it would require me

to address some
deep-seated emotional damage

that I would rather not
explore at this juncture.

Yeah, I just heard myself, too.

Yeah.

Thank you for letting me

crash your lunch break.

I think I'm gonna call this series

“Warehouse Faces. A Study
of Capitalist Oppression.”

Uh-oh. What's wrong with
my immigration paperwork?

It says here that the I.N.S. is
gonna look into my work history,

including performance evaluations.

- So?
- So...

I barely try at this job.

I mean, I've never
looked at my evaluations,

but I'm sure they say things like,

“Kareema barely tries at this job.”

Well, maybe it's not too
late to turn it around.

Make sure you get some
good customer reviews

before the end of next week.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You def deserve a full
refund on that hair spray.

I am sending you a
shipping label right now.

Ooh, Cedar Rapids.

See ya later, Iowa-Stater.

You've definitely never been
that nice on a call before.

Ugh, niceness is exhausting.

No wonder you stay so
thin without exercising.

Did you find

a splashy charity yet?

I did. Uh, Forks in the Road.

It's actually a really neat organization

that delivers fresh
food to the homeless.

I used to volunteer for them in college.

I'm not afraid of digging into my past.

You know, I can see actual waves

of passive aggression
emanating from you right now.

Sorry. I'm just frustrated.

This was just delivered to me.

_

What does it mean?

It means Xavier still doesn't get it.

He thinks he can win me
over with big gestures,

like they're some kind
of drug I'm hooked on.

Anyone have any codeine?

You keep your codeine in a can?

What do you keep yours in?

Mathematics Department.

Hi. Uh, Professor Stegner, please.

This is Hamish speaking.

Hi, Dad.

- Hi.
- Hi. Um...

Look, I... I know

it can't be easy for you right now.

It's... it's not easy for me either.

But, you know, trying to win me back

with another adventure
just won't help anything.

Evie, I'm not trying to win you back.

I know you think it's charming.

Evie, I-I don't...

I don't know who sent this
to you, but it wasn't me.

And, look, I'm really happy to see you,

but your timing isn't great.

I called my dad last night.

And we've arranged to meet.

He's on his way here right now.

Wow. So you actually did it.

Yeah.

And the hardest part's still to come.

Well, you'll get through it.

You know, I have faith.

Yeah, well, look.

Have fun on whatever
adventure awaits you.

Maybe you can tell me about it later.

Oh, my God.

You haven't changed a bit, son.

Dad.

I apologize.

It's just, I've been fantasizing

about doing that for a very long time.

Yeah, well, I hope it was
everything you dreamed of.

You brought her.

Yeah.

I think you deserve her.

I'm gonna make some proper tea.

Hello?

Did the B13 work?

Hank!

Whoa!

Sweet Snowden's Wi-Fi!

I have hives, vertigo

and a grotesquely swollen ear canal.

Are you sure you made the B13 correctly?

Yes. Okay, okay.

Yeah. I put codeine,
garlic, keyboard cleaner,

a teaspoon of powdered kumquat.

Ah! Allergic to kumquat.

- What are we gonna do?
- Okay, all right.

First, just, you know, let yourself go.

Just let gravity have
its way with you, girl.

All right? Okay.

There you go. Look at that.

The floor's like a big pillow.

Listen. Let me show
Archie around, all right?

Just teach me how to
get everything ready

and answer his trick questions.

I saw a motion picture on
cable television yesterday.

It's called Roxanne.

What if I fed you the
answers like in Roxanne?

Like Cyrano de Bergerac.

Please, don't speak French around me.

You know how I feel about that country.

I like the window treatments.

They're very, uh... breezy.

I don't want to talk about the windows.

I want to talk about what you did.

Well, I thought we might
just kind of ramp up to that.

Well, I've been

ramping up to that for nine years, so...

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I told her to only call
if it was an emergency,

so this might be.

Hi. Is everything okay?

Oh, hi, Zoey. Yes.

I can do your homework with you
when I get back to the hotel,

but I'm in the middle
of something right now,

so I've got to go.

Bye-bye.

Are you kidding me?

You brought them to Seattle?

Well, I... I thought
that if this went well,

you might want to meet them.

Oh, my God.

I don't remember you
helping me with my homework.

Or anything, for that matter.

I remember looking after Mom

when you were nowhere to be found,

because you were starting
a new family with Rose,

and having Zoey, who, by the way,

was born five months after Mom died.

I... I had to watch
Mom die all on my own.

Once again you made it very clear

which family actually matters to you.

We bought that map

at a city planning fair four years ago.

Okay. I was worried you
weren't gonna put it together.

Timothy Finger and Evie
Covington, checking in.

Okay, go on in.

How'd you make this happen?

Do you remember that video
of me at the STEVEN-Spiel?

I've always felt... Oh, good Lord!

Well, it's resulted in
some mild local notoriety.

So I leveraged that notoriety

to help us cut the wait
list to be a contestant on...

Grocers' Blowout!

With Emerald Sitay.

Kareema, queen of customer care.

How can I help you?

Uh-huh.

Ooh, that sounds bad.

I can send you a return shipping label.

What's your address?

Hey. Uh, I'm gonna run
around the warehouse and check

all the emergency exit
signs. You want to help?

I can't.

Customers have started requesting me.

I'm a Cybermart siren; it's a nightmare.

Ugh.

And now they're gonna reward me for it.

- I do such idiotic things for love.
- _

And sex.

Mostly sex.

Yeah. Well, if you can't
help me, where's Evie?

I don't know; she's
still on her lunch break.

Still?

What kind of lunch takes so damn long?

Bananas flambé.

Waldorf Salad.

Orville Redenbacher.

- Mm! Yes!
- Oh!

Still Life with Fruit and Ham.

The portable juice box!

Got one!

Ah! Ooh! I got one, too!

Final question.

Whoever gets this wins
a $200 gift certificate

good at any Seattle bar or restaurant.

Four of the most powerful families

in ancient Rome took their
names from what kind of food?

Beans!

- Yes!
- Evie!

You are wrong!

Timothy, for the steal.

That would be legumes.

Tim Finger, you are today's winner!

Evie.

As today's loser...

You got souped!

That was a blast!

Yeah, I thought you might like that.

And...

I think you should cross it off.

What? I...

But I threw this away.

Yeah. I... I had the
bartender fish it out.

I know it's a Xavier thing. I know.

But... but he didn't
make that list. You did.

And it made you really happy.

Maybe you don't need

to throw out the baby
with the bathwater.

_

Thank you, Timothy.

Ooh. You got some parsley in your hair.

Oh.

Hey, this was fun.

- Mm-hmm.
- Let me know if you ever want

to cross off a couple more together.

I tried, Mom.

I really tried.

I swear, he doesn't even realize

how much he abandoned us.

Xavier?

May I? Please?

Yep. Fine.

But I'm not subjecting
my mother to this.

I know you don't like me.

I know you'll always think of me

as your father's mistress.

Yeah, well, it's a pretty
fair thing to think, isn't it?

Did Hamish ever tell
you where he met me?

Uh, nope. Never came up in the
nine years we weren't speaking.

We met in a support group

for people with
terminally ill loved ones.

It was the absolute
worst year of our lives.

We'd go to those meetings
and drink the cheap tea

and listen to sad sacks
as miserable as we were.

But it was a way to avoid going home.

I needed him at home.

I know.

And that's for you two to work out.

But I also know that we both
felt like we were sinking

and we needed something,

someone to hold onto.

And, in our misery, we found each other.

Yeah, well, it's not how it
looks from where I'm sitting.

If you think your father
didn't care about your mom,

then you two really do need to talk.

What Hamish and I have is special.

But Tabitha was his true love.

She'll always be the light of his life.

He say that?

He say she was the light of his life?

I'm not supposed to tell you this,

but do you know what your
father's missing to be here?

_

_

Well, somebody has the
bounce back in their pounce.

Did you have a little sex
with the ex with an "X"?

No. Nothing like that.

I just... had a lot of fun recently.

With Timothy, actually.

And I never should have underestimated

how much I love lists.

Goal-setting is so my jam.

Kareema?

- We need to talk.
- Oh! Right.

If I've gotten some sort of award

for Best Customer Service Ever,

you can just fax a copy of
the certificate to the I.N.S.

The only thing I'll
be faxing to the I.N.S.

is a sad face emoji

to represent how your
quality of work has plummeted

- recently.
- Plummeted?

You were the crown jewel

of the customer service department.

The sturdiest cog in the machine.

Are you sure you mean Kareema?

Yeah, are you sure?

You kept phone call lengths

to a record minimum.

You were extremely strict
about returns on used items.

The ideal customer service rep.

Wha...?

But I thought I was improving
the quality of my work.

I don't even know who you are anymore.

By the way, someone from Corporate

is waiting for you in
the conference room.

Great. I'll just check in

with my contact at Forks in the Road.

You know, maybe he's stuck in traffic.

Yeah.

I don't understand.

You were so excited about
partnering with CyberHugs.

We were gonna be Fork Dorks together.

I just saw you on TV.

You wasted at least 30 gallons of soup.

- Excuse me?
- You know how many hungry people

could've eaten that soup?

I am so screwed.

Not nailed.

Per specifications.

Well done.

Good job.

So, you guys obviously do a
lot of restocking around here.

How much aisle space do you leave

in case of an emergency evacuation?

It depends if it's manual
or mechanical restocking.

Uh... manual or mechanical?

Let's say mechanical.

44 inches.

44 inches.

Uh, just give me one moment.

Just... one moment.

I am so sorry.

I thought that hearing
your voice electronically

would offset the effect it had on me,

but your illness has made
your voice even huskier,

and it's elevating Douglas.

I got to wing it.

No, no, no, no. Hank, no!

And if it's, uh, manual restocking?

How much aisle space then?

This much?

$800 fine.

Thanks for giving me another chance

to explain this to you.

Why didn't you tell me that you won

the Waldo Weinberg
Mathematician of the Year Award?

The award ceremony was last
night. Why didn't you tell me?

It wasn't important.

Wasn't important?

You spent half my childhood
chasing that award.

I remember sitting in the university

by the copy machine
while you made copies

of invariant theory.

This means more.

You, your mother.

It all means more.

I'm sorry, Xavier.

I just didn't have the strength
to watch my soul mate fade away,

one little piece at a time.

Yeah, well, what about me?

You know, Rose said that you
needed someone to cling to.

So did I.

I was all alone, right
in the thick of it.

I was selfish.

But I was searching for solace.

And I found it somewhere unexpected.

Yeah, well...

I guess I can relate to that.

I was recently dating this girl

who said that I was running
away from what I feared.

Guess it runs in the family, eh?

Yeah.

Fear can make us do
some things we regret.

Look, I...

I don't know if I'm
ready to bury the hatchet.

But maybe we could
start digging the hole.

I was gonna...

spread Mom's ashes tonight.

Don't know if you wanted to join.

It would be the highest
honor of my life.

Honestly.

Son, where's your mother?

Hey. Um, there's no way

you could go meet
Corporate with me right now

and pretend to be a
representative from, say,

the American Heart
Association, is there?

No. I got to un-return these returns

and get back my bad name.

- _
- Okay, uh...

I need a plan. Even if
it's a crazy one. I could...

Run around and... and flap your arms.

Flapping one's arms is the last thing

you should encourage a
burning individual to do.

$1,000 fine.

Now, show me to the cubicles.

Sure. They're just right o...

Jiminy Fire Hazard!

Give me one moment. Evie!

Mm?

Why does Kareema currently have

the most flammable desk situation

in the entire history of Cybermart?

Oh, 'cause she wants to make a good
impression with the I.N.S., so she's...

Okay, you know what? Never mind.

Just hide all that stuff
before the fire inspector sees.

Yeah. Right. Yeah. Uh...

So. Archie. Arch.

Um...

you know, I think it
would be good for you

to just, you know, open
up, just tell a... long...

long story.

Like about that fire where

you lost your...

your eyebrows.

- Is that what people say?
- Yeah.

- I just have alopecia.
- Wait.

You have alopecia?

My favorite cousin Chauncey

has alopecia. We used
to have a magic act,

and he'd make me draw on his
eyebrows before every show.

- No kidding.
- Yeah. Yeah.

Did he use felt-tip,
or-or permanent marker?

Hmm.

I can't believe this whole time
I've been a cog in the machine.

A sturdy cog.

Well, even if you are a corporate drone,

you'll always be a rebel to me.

That means nothing coming from you.

You're, like, the droniest of drones.

- No offense.
- Yeah, well,

I'm about to do something very undroney.

Corporate's waiting for me
in the conference room, and

I have nothing to present for CyberHugs.

Would a box of used junk
impress our overlords?

Just because it's used doesn't
necessarily mean it's junk.

Cybermart keeps looking

for charities to align itself with,

but it has its own charity right here,

built into its very infrastructure.

I was recently reminded
not to throw the baby out

with the bathwater.

What if we asked customers

to repurpose delivery
boxes as donation boxes?

They could fill them
up with old clothes,

toys, even canned food,

and a Cybermart delivery
person in the area would take it

to a nearby shelter or donation center.

We could call it "Getters and Givers."

It's not bad.

It would barely cost us
anything to set in motion, and...

it would be quite the PR boon.

For someone that smells like
soup, you've got good ideas.

I can't believe that

you packed your own mother
into a bunch of fireworks.

As you get to know me
better, it'll become easier

to believe.

Mom loved fireworks.

She really did. It's a fitting tribute.

You know, this is a hydroelectric dam.

Yeah.

Which means that her ashes will enter

into the energy system
of this entire city.

A tiny little micro particle of her

in every lit light bulb in Seattle.

I'll be able to see her wherever I go.

Yeah.

_

_

Please put me in touch with your cousin.

It sounds like we'd have
so much to talk about.

Absolutely. You two
should start a podcast.

No Hair, Don't Care
with Archie and Chauncey.

You know, I'm really
not supposed to do this,

but I don't want $7,500 in fines

to complicate this
friendship we've developed.

- I totally agree, man.
- But please

brush up on the fire code, okay?

Will do.

Hey, nicely done.

What? Yeah! Well, we should, um...

we should celebrate
our personal victories.

Want to do drinks at Horsemen's?

It's so late. I should
go check on Deirdre.

Yeah. And I'm meeting Sofia, so...

Oh.

You were incredible.

Who would have thought that appealing

to a fellow professional
on a personal level

would create such a
helpful sense of rapport?

I'm sorry I had to ditch you,

but your sore throat
took your vocal prowess

to an unexpected 11.

No, I take full
responsibility for that. I...

With our history, I
never should have put you

in the position where I
was deep inside your ear.

Well, I should probably head out.

I dated David Copperfield.

What?!

I heard you talk about
sawing your cousin in half.

I actually urged Dave
to saw a man in half

as I felt constantly sawing women was

such a dangerous anti-feminist
metaphor, and, you know, well,

we broke up shortly after that.

Were you there when he made
the Statue of Liberty disappear?

He originally wanted to
do the Staten Island Ferry.

I said, “Dave, think bigger.”

Oh, my God!

I can't believe we've
never talked magic before.

It's one of my favored
conversation topics.

I got so excited when I
heard you mention your act.

- I want to hear everything about it.
- Okay.

Well, we started off
with a reverse trick.

- Oh.
- So we pulled a hat out of a... a...

We shouldn't be doing this.

Well, we're just talking.

No. You're engaged.

We can't be tempting
ourselves like this.

You know, it's not fair to Pete,

or to us.

I'm glad you're feeling better.

Hey, you made it.

I can't believe you want to waste

my Grocers' Blowout prize money

at Four Horsemen's.

Okay, first off, it's not prize money.

It's a gift certificate.

Secondly, Four Horsemen is
an incredible establishment.

Otherwise, we wouldn't keep coming back.

And thirdly, since you're paying
with said gift certificate,

it's time to try...
the unlabeled bottle.

Hey.

Aah!

It tastes like pine
needles and lighter fluid.

_

It's... that's accurate.

- Oh.
- Aah.

So it's back

to the hotel and then
straight to the airport.

Well, uh, I'm really glad you came.

Me, too. And you be sure to thank

that incredibly smart woman
for getting you to call me.

Yeah, I will.

Look, I know that
communication's not exactly

our strong suit, but maybe
we could speak once a week.

Monday nights.

Yeah. Yeah, I think I could manage that.

Well, I'll talk to you soon, son.

Just in case I never see you again.

What?

You never know.

Bye.

Ah. You know, I thought for
sure you were going to pass.

Why would I pass? I knew the answer.

All beans are legumes,

but not all legumes are beans.

Yeah, well, you know, the
old Timothy would have passed,

just to spare me the
humiliation of getting

souped.

Well, I'm not old Timothy anymore.

Yeah, I've noticed.

You know, you and I have
so much history together,

and yet you still have the
capacity to surprise me.

Well, you surprise me.

And honestly

I've been pretty inspired by it.

Am I your rebound?

Because I'm not necessarily opposed.

You're not, you're not my rebound.

We're just living in the moment.

Hey, this is Evie. I'm not here.

After the beep, do your thing.

Hey, Evie, it's, um... it's me.

Um... my dad just left.

It was... occasionally terrible,

but also kind of amazing.

You were right.

I... I didn't want my
past to matter, but...

but it's part of me.

And it's everywhere.

Um, you know, when
I called my dad, I...

I wanted to do it for
you, but he got here,

and then I realized I
needed to do it for me.

And I... I feel like I'm just
closer to being my whole self.

Uh, look, this is too
much to say over the phone,

so let's just meet up.

There's literally no one else on Earth

I'd rather talk to right now.

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