All language subtitles for The.Time.Travelers.Wife.S01E05.720p.HMAX.WEBRip.x264-GalaxyTV_track4_eng

The thing about living
with time travel,

it's never your only problem.

You get all
the normal problems too.

♪ (COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Like, for instance...

her friends.

- Hi.
- Hey.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Hey.
- Hey.

(EXHALES)

- Thanks.
- WAITER: Yeah.

- (SIGHS) So, how's Clare?
- Good, she's good. Yeah.

- Same old Clare.
- Yeah.

(BOTH CLICK TONGUE)

- Charisse?
- Good, yeah.

We've gotta ask, right?

Because if we don't,
when we get back to them

they're gonna ask, yeah?

Charisse will ask,
"How's Clare?"

Clare will ask,
"How's Charisse?"

And if we don't ask,
we're in trouble. Am I right?

Well, they live
in the same apartment.

They probably
know how each other are.

Yeah. Good point.

I-- I was kind
of joking, really.

- Right. Sure.
- Observational humor.

(SCOFFS) Got you! Yeah.

Why do you look at me like that?

- Like what?
- I don't know. Like that.

Like what?

You've always given me
funny looks.

- You're a time traveler.
- I'm aware.

You're the first interesting
thing that ever happened to me.

I mean, I'm a lawyer.

I'd literally get paid
to prevent interesting things

from happening.
And now look at me.

I'm friends
with a time traveler.

- Are you, though?
- Am I what?

You and me,
are we actually friends?

Well, according to you we are.

According to me,
what does that mean?

Well, not you you,
you from the future.

- (SCOFFS) What does he know?
- Hell of a lot more than you.

You know,
It just doesn't seem like

we've got a lot in common,

- you know what I'm saying?
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah. I mean,
apart from the obvious.

- The obvious?
- Yeah.

Apart from the fact
we both want to fuck Clare.

No! No, no, that-- that is not--

- That is in no way true.
- Relax!

- It's okay.
- I want you to understand

that that is no way true.

It's fine, it's fine,
I get it. All right.

I mean, do anything about it,

and I'll tie a knot
in your windpipe,

but, uh, short of that,
I graciously accept the tribute

of your debilitating envy.

Cheers.

(CHAIR DRAGGING)

- You need to take that back.
- It's not a problem, man.

- You need to apologize.
- HENRY DETAMBLE, 28: For what?

I don't have feelings
of that kind

or of any kind for Clare.

- Oh, sure you don't.
- You should apologize!

You should sit back down
on your ass

before it starts talking again.

All right, we tried to have
a drink, it didn't work.

Let's just leave it at that.

Listen.

If you think that I'm giving you
funny looks the whole time,

maybe there's a reason
that you don't know about.

Oh, if you're gonna put
your hand on my knee,

maybe you should buy
me dinner first.

- I've seen you before.
- I know. I was drunk.

(CHUCKLES)

- Before that.
- Before when?

- That wasn't the first time.
- HENRY, 28: Oh, when was it then?

- I recognized you.
- Where from?

Hmm, see, if we had been having
a pleasant drink,

maybe I'd have told you!

- (SCOFFS)
- (DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

♪ ("TIME TRAVELER'S WIFE"
THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

- (SIGHS)
- (PENCIL SCRIBBLING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Can I have a rest?

Rest from what?
You're just sitting.

(BLOWS RASPBERRY)

- Can I see it?
- Not yet.

I hope you remember
I'm wearing clothes.

How did you know?

Well, I've seen
the finished picture.

That's cheating.

Well, so is drawing me
without any clothes.

- (LEAVES RUSTLING)
- (INDISTINCT LAUGHTER)

- What was that?
- Nothing.

A squirrel or something.

What makes you think
I don't know exactly

- who that was?
- It was nobody.

I've met your family, remember.

Long time ago.

Why are you smiling?

- Well, I guess it was funny.
- What was funny about it?

HENRY, 38: You.

- Me?
- HENRY, 38: Yeah.

You, Clare Abshire.
You're very, very funny.

♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Do you hate your parents,
or something?

No, of course not.
Why would I hate them?

You seem to have moved
a very long way away from them.

(EXHALES)

(SIGHS) Are we gonna
be there soon?

It's not far.

(SMACKS LIPS)

Sit back. Relax.
What's wrong with you?

I'm in a car.

CLARE ABSHIRE, 20:
Okay, what's wrong with cars?

Me. I'm what's wrong.

If I time travel now,

wherever I arrive,
I'll be doing sixty.

Somewhere in history,
there'll be a big splat

with a surprised-looking face
in the middle.

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Your phone keeps buzzing.

- Yeah.
- But you don't answer it.

Yeah, it's nothing.

Careful. I might start thinking
it's your other woman.

Well, it is.

- Ingrid?
- No. Gomez.

- Gomez?
- Yeah we had a, uh, little tiff.

Well, he's just trying
to be friendly.

Well, he needs to stop that.

He's gonna be
your best friend okay,

like it or not.

- Says who?
- Says future you.

(SCOFFS)
You don't want to listen to him.

I am well known
for being a lying asshole.

Well, future you isn't.
Future you is awesome.

Could you stop preferring me
to my face?

(CHUCKLES) He's you but awesome,
how could I not prefer him?

Oh, great. Perfect.

There's exactly one of me
in the world

and I'm coming second.

I mean, is there anything
I do better?

What about the-- the hair?
Is the hair any better?

The sex is good.
I really like the sex.

Oh, well, that's, uh, good.
Thank you for the feedback.

Well, I mean, I'm basically
betraying the love of my life

with his hot kid brother,
but... it's good.

Well, you put it like that
and it does sound good. Thanks.

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Gomez?

- Yeah.
- Answer it.

- (SCOFFS) Do I have to?
- Yes. And be nice.

(SIGHS) Hey.

- Hey there, comrade.
- Comrade.

GOMEZ: So, you're on
the road then, with Clare.

Everything going okay?

- Yeah sure.
- GOMEZ: No time travel issues?

HENRY, 28: Well I showed up
in Dallas in '63,

and shot up a motorcade.

I hope I didn't change
anything important.

- Joking, right?
- Yeah, I'm joking.

I gotta get used to you
and your sense of humor.

Well, that would save
a certain amount of time.

- Hey listen, yesterday?
- HENRY, 28: Ah, forget about it.

I'm sorry I blew up at you.

It's fine.
We were both out of order.

I'm totally happy
to forget about it.

- Me too.
- Good.

Oh, um,

and, uh, the other thing I said
about seeing you a while back,

how I recognized you
the first time I saw you.

- Mm-hmm
- GOMEZ: Is it, um...

Is it okay to tell you
about that?

- HENRY, 28: Yeah sure it is.
- It like...

It doesn't affect causality?

Sorry, what?
(WHISPERS) Let's go.

Well, does-- does telling you
affect the causality

- you know, of time.
- The causality of time?

(LAUGHS) Do you--

do you listen to the words
coming out of your mouth,

or do you just hang around
in the same room as them?

- (LAUGHS)
- GOMEZ: You know what, Henry?

Fuck you, man!

No, no, no, wait, wait.
I'm joking, man. I'm--

Again, I'm joking.

(SIGHS)
We don't like each other.

How is he supposed
to be my best friend

- if we don't like each other?
- (CAR DOOR OPENS)

I don't like him.

CHARISSE: But he's gonna be
your best friend.

How? How's that even possible?

♪ (MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Well. There it is.
There's where I come from.

- Meadowlark House.
- HENRY, 28: Okay.

Big. I'd say, uh, big.

It's weird to think
you've never seen it.

HENRY, 28:
One family in this place.

What do you need
all the other rooms for?

- Our issues.
- (SCOFFS)

CLARE, 34: The trouble
with revisiting your childhood

is nothing is quite
where you left it.

You tell yourself it all looks
exactly the same

and then somebody else sees it.

(CAR DOORS CLOSE)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

That's Mark. Promise
you won't out-asshole him.

Well, it's not like
it's a competitive thing.

Promise?

- I promise.
- Thank you.

- (EXCLAIMS) My baby. (CHUCKLES)
- There she is.

So, this is the young man
in question, is that right?

Mom, Dad, Mark,
this is Henry DeTamble.

(SCOFFS) Good to meet you.

- Call me Philip.
- Ah! I'm Lucille.

- Please, welcome to our home.
- Lucille, hi.

Sorry, did you say Mom?
How's that possible?

How is this your mom?
What, were you eleven?

- (ALL LAUGH)
- Oh! Don't be silly.

So, you're the lucky guy
who's been violating

- my kid sister, yeah?
- Yeah, well, you know...

one of them.

- Uh. That's for you.
- Thank you.

- Yes.
- Yes.

- Please. Come on in.
- Yes, yes, let's go.

So, Clare tells us you work
at the Newberry Library.

HENRY, 28: Yeah, the Newberry,
that's right.

- You're a librarian.
- Yes. Special collections.

Ah.

PHILIP ABSHIRE: So,
what are your long-term plans?

- Philip.
- What?

HENRY, 28:
Pretty much that, you know.

Books aren't going anywhere.
(CHUCKLES)

- (SCOFFS)
- PHILIP: Okay.

You ever been to the Newberry?

Sometimes we take clients there.

Corporate events. My law firm.

Oh, right, yeah, Clare said
you're a lawyer. That's cool.

Yeah, for my sins.

- (CHUCKLES)
- (CHUCKLES)

My friend's a lawyer. So,

that's basically... (CHUCKLES)
...two lawyers that I know.

- Three. Also a lawyer.
- Almost a lawyer.

- Basically a lawyer.
- (HENRY, 28, CHUCKLES)

Well, a couple of lawyers
in the family, huh?

- Hmm. Yes. We're very proud.
- (PHILIP CHUCKLES)

And that's gotta come in handy,
right? If anyone breaks the law.

(LAUGHS)

I don't--
I don't think we would.

Not that you ever would.
I just mean,

there's-- there's a safety net.

Uh...

If you ever wanted to...

cut loose.

- What's your friend's name?
- What friend?

- Your lawyer friend.
- Oh, yeah, Gomez.

Jeff Gomez?
Oh, no, he's in Kentucky now.

What's-- what's his full name?
I might know him.

I know a lot of the young ones.

Just, uh... Gomez.
We call him Gomez.

(CUP CLATTERING)

- Hey, there.
- It's Gomilinsky.

Gomilinsky, good to meet you.

(LAUGHS) No! No, that's-- No,
Gomez is short for Gomilinsky.

It's sort of like a nickname.
Jan Gomilinsky.

- HENRY, 28: Right.
- We call him Gomez.

- Yeah, forgot that.
- CLARE, 20: Uh-huh.

You forgot his name?

Yeah, you know, sometimes
you forget your friends, uh...

(CLICKS TONGUE) ...names.

(COUGHS)

So, this is you. The blue room.
Uh, bathroom's through there.

- I'm gonna get you some towels.
- There's nothing blue in here.

It used to be blue.
The name stuck.

- Where's your room?
- Why?

Oh, I just wanted to see it.

And memorize the route,
so I can find it in the dark.

Come on.

We seem to be a very long way
from each other.

Can't imagine what my parents
were thinking.

Wow.

HENRY, 28: Oh.

- Is that the meadow?
- Yeah.

And on the other side
are the woods, and in the woods

is the clearing
where we're gonna meet.

Oh.

God, it's so weird
you don't know that.

- Smaller than I thought.
- What is?

The meadow.
I thought it'd be bigger.

Um, it seemed big to me.

But then I suppose everything's
bigger when you're little.

Bigger and more important.

But you, uh,
you've been back there

since you were a kid, right?

Yeah, but, you know,
seeing it through your eyes now.

Can we go see it?
The clearing in the woods.

Maybe, yeah, after lunch.

Maybe?

- Uh, sensing a problem.
- No.

What?

(CHUCKLES) It's just...

Just what?

It's the clearing.

- Yeah.
- (SIGHS)

The clearing was our place.

As in, our place.

- CLARE, 20: Well, yes.
- As in, I'm him.

Clare, I'm the man
you met there.

- Yes, I know.
- It's me, Clare.

I'm Henry. The same Henry.

Someday.

You don't like me being here,
do you?

Like this place belongs
to the other me.

- That's stupid.
- Yeah, it is. But is it true?

You could always try
to be nice to me, you know.

It could become a habit.
Like, a thing we do.

(CLATTERING)

- I win.
- What? You beat me again.

- I'm getting better.
- No, you're not.

(CHUCKLES)

I am nice.

Yeah, but you keep looking
disappointed that I'm not him.

Well, you keep not being him.

Apparently, I'm gonna get there.

(SIGHS)

Don't you ever think
how amazing it must be

to fall in love
in the right order?

Call me sentimental, but I...

think it has some pretty
amazing qualities right now.

- Careful.
- HENRY, 28: Sorry.

Don't just throw my things.

You really like checkers
that much?

Yeah, I used to play checkers.
This is the set I used with him.

With you.

It's kind of old.

It's old and really special
to me.

There's nothing special
about old, Clare.

♪ (MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Old is what happens
to new stuff,

if you wait around long enough.

- Please, gimme a lecture!
- HENRY, 28: Yeah, why not?

Why not a lecture?

'Cause you don't get it,
do you?

You non-time travel people,
you don't ever, ever get it.

You hang on to things
from the past,

like the past matters any more.

You-- you worry
about the future,

and it's not even here yet,
when the only time is now.

That's the only time
there ever is.

Now.

The past is what
didn't kill you,

the future
is what definitely will,

and in between
is the only thing that matters.

You.

You and me...

right now.

You and me...

right now.

(SIGHS)

(CLARE SIGHS)

Why does sex with you
always make me feel

like I'm going to hell?

I don't know... (EXHALES)

...but it is the single greatest
compliment I've ever been paid.

(EXHALES) Lock the door.

MARK ABSHIRE: Hey, Clare!
Put him down.

- (SIGHS)
- MARK: Lunch in five.

(SIGHS)

- Okay, lunch.
- (HENRY, 28, GRUNTS)

We're due at the table.

Uh... sorry, I'm committed now.
Past the point of no return.

Oh, no, come on.
You got to go back to your room.

- Freshen up.
- (HENRY, 28, GROANS)

Freshen up.

Is that what
they're calling it these days?

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR OPENS)

Clare?

- Oh, my God! You're here!
- Uh. Hello.

ALICIA ABSHIRE:
I have missed you so much.

Whoa! Looks at this! Tight!

- Uh, who are you?
- Who am I?

Oh, Henry,
I'm the love of your life,

the woman you're going to marry.

Oh, God, sorry!
I keep forgetting

none of it's happened
for you yet.

Time travel must
be so confusing! I'm Alicia.

- (GROANS) Alicia? The sister?
- That's right, Henry, darling.

- Clare's sister. And yes...
- (GRUNTS)

...you've been very busy
in this house.

- (STUTTERS)
- (DOOR OPENS)

Got you some towels. You will
notice that they are blue.

Now there's something blue
in the room. Happy?

- I did not do, uh, anything--
- Oh, you guys have met then?

Uh, yes. (SPLUTTERS)
But, I-- I--

Are you fucking with Henry,
Alicia?

(SCOFFS) Given half a chance.

Don't fuck with my boyfriend, please.

In any sense of that expression.

Okay, if you say so, sis.

Uh, could somebody explain,
basically, things.

This is my younger sister, Alicia.

- I realize that.
- Oh, she knows about you

and I'm afraid she likes
to tease people.

- No kidding.
- Yeah, sorry about that,

but whoa, you made
some awesome faces.

Mm-hmm. Uh, sorry, wait.
How does she know about me?

- Oh, I told her.
- What? Why?

- I saw you. A few times.
- CLARE, 20: Yeah.

Sometimes, in the winter,
I'd have to bring you indoors.

I mean, I hid you downstairs,

but Alicia kept saying there
were naked men in the basement.

So, I had to explain
to shut her up.

What, you told her
I was a time traveler

- and you believed that?
- ALICIA: The alternative

was that my sister had found
a pipeline of naked men

under the house.

Time travel seemed
so disappointing by comparison,

I thought it must be true.

You look just like
the Henry in the drawing.

- HENRY, 28: The drawing?
- ALICIA: Apart from the hair.

This is better hair.
You shouldn't change that.

- Uh, what drawing?
- You haven't seen the drawing?

Oh, you gotta show him
the drawing.

- Is it still in Chicago?
- No, actually, it's here.

I don't want him finding it
at the apartment.

- Why not? He'll love it.
- Exactly.

Come on, we're due at the table.

- You, freshen up
- Uh, you drew me?

- You've got to see it!
- Come on.

What are you doing?
Don't freak him out like that.

I'm supposed to freak out
your boyfriends.

It's my sacred duty
as your younger sister.

- He's hot.
- Yeah, I know he's hot.

- You never said he was hot.
- I didn't notice he was hot.

- I was in love with him.
- You want to unpack that one?

Cause I'm not sure
all the pieces

will go back together.

(GROANS, COUGHS) Fuck!

- Damn!
- (SIRENS WAILING)

Did I just land on top of you,
naked?

(GROANS)

Oh, God.

- (GROANS)
- (GROWLS)

- (GRUNTS)
- (GROANS)

(SIGHS) I was a kid.
Now he's a kid.

He's not a kid, Clare.

I fell in love with a grown-up.

And now he turns up
and he's all young.

- Young and hot.
- But that's not the point.

(WATER TRICKLING)

- Shit.
- What's wrong?

The faucet.

(BOTH GRUNT)

(BOTH GRUNT)

- (BIKER GUY SCREAMS)
- (HENRY, 28, GRUNTS)

(GROWLS)

(BIKER GUY SCREAMS)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- BIKER: Son of a bitch!

Oh, shitting, shitting fuck.

I just think he's feeling
a little bit car sick.

- That's all.
- Oh, poor thing.

Well, you know, we can wait
a little for lunch then.

Speak to Nell.
We push lunch an hour.

- Is an hour enough?
- Uh, yeah.

Yeah, no, I'm sure it will be.

I hope he's feeling better soon.

He will. He will. He'll be fine.

♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

LUCILLE ABSHIRE:
You all right, dear?

CLARE, 20: Yeah.

How long has that been...

Has it always been fake?

Oh, yeah. We should have
put in a real one.

We've been talking about that
ever since we bought the house,

- haven't we, Lucille?
- (CHUCKLES)

I always thought it was real.

- (BIKERS GRUNTING, LAUGHING)
- HENRY, 28: Hey.

(HENRY, 28, GROANS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

♪ ("SO WHAT" BY P!NK PLAYING) ♪

I wanna start a fight

Na-na-na-na, na-na
I wanna start a fight

Na-na-na-na, na-na
I wanna start a fight

- ♪ (MUSIC STOPS) ♪
- Like that. Here we go.

Let's get to it. You!

Over there wearing
the green thing.

Yeah, you.

The camera on the top
of the building there

has got a partial of you,

but the one on that big old pole
over back there

can't see you at all.

And now we've got
a full face on you. Thank you.

That's great. The rest of you,
you're all good.

Hey there, comrade.

Welcome to the future.
It's 2022.

- Please disregard my hairline.
- (COUGHS)

You hang in there.
We'll get this all sorted.

- (GROANS)
- Right, now, to be clear,

the footage from those cameras

is uploading to a couple
of hard drives

to which none of you
have any kind of access.

Now, my law firm,
on the other hand,

has already logged a request
to see tonight's footage.

I had kind of a...

an inkling something good
was going down.

So, here is my advice.
My legal advice.

Go the fuck home.

- (CHUCKLES)
- (BREATHING HEAVILY)

- Hey, Nell.
- Oh, hey there, Clare.

- Can you we push lunch an hour?
- Sure. Whatever you need.

- It's not gonna put you out?
- (CHUCKLES)

Put me out? No.
It's not putting me out.

What would putting
me out matter?

So, what did you think of him?

Think of who, honey?
Your young man?

Yeah.

Well, he's pretty enough.

Hey, is he rich?

He has potential.

They all got plenty of that.
Plenty of potential.

Make sure he's rich,
that's my thinking.

Or you're standing
at a kitchen sink

the rest of your life.

Hey, do you remember
my imaginary friend?

The one I told you about.
I found him in the woods.

That was you?
I thought that was Alicia.

No, it was me.

(SCOFFS) You two in here
all the time,

chattering away.
I guess it all blurs together.

I told Henry you were the one
I shared all my secrets with.

I guess that was smart of you,

since I don't remember
'em too good.

Can I getcha a cup of tea?

- No, I'm good.
- Some coffee?

CLARE, 20: No, I'm good.

You don't need
to make me anything.

NELL: It's not a problem, hon.
It's what I'm paid for.

- (TRAIN TRACKS RATTLING)
- (LIGHTS BUZZING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

GOMEZ: You're pretty beat up,

but you should get away
with it in a low light.

Yeah.

(GROANS) It'll get worse
when I time travel.

I know, comrade.

(GROANS)

Why do you say that? "Comrade."

I'm part Polish.
Well, my family is.

And Poland used
to be communist, right,

so they all used to call
each other comrade.

And that's a reason
for us to do it?

♪ (FAINT MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Well, you've never
questioned it till now.

Now, for me, is 2008.
I've only just met you.

2008. I forget,
do you like me yet?

- Do I ever like you?
- (LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)

Ah, we've got something
in common at least.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

We're in love
with the same woman.

(SCOFFS)

You don't hide it very well,
you know that.

- Comrade.
- (LAUGHS)

Way too obvious.
I mean, Clare knows, I know.

Jesus, Charisse must have
noticed something.

Does Charisse know?

(CLICKS TONGUE) Yes.

The answer is yes.

I'm afraid you do like me.

So, how am I doing in the...

- well, whatever year is this?
- You're still around.

Oh...

Well, I figured
with my condition and all...

not in it for the long haul.

Can't see this working out
when I'm old.

Yeah, well, you're still
around in 2022.

Oh, yeah. Waiting till I'm not?
So you can swoop in,

soon as I'm out the picture?

I have a problem with you being
out of the picture,

which is complicated
and kind of exhausting.

HENRY, 28: What's that?

It'll break my heart.

We're best friends, Henry.
You'll learn to live with it.

Or do you think
there's some other reason

why I just saved your ass
by walking up

to a bunch of psycho bikers

and lying to them
about some cameras.

(HENRY, 28, CHUCKLES)
There weren't any cameras?

Ah. Of course there weren't
any fucking cameras.

(CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES) Shit.

GOMEZ: What?

(CLEARS THROAT)

Thanks.

- I do like you.
- I know. (CHUCKLES)

How can I like someone
who's hot for my future wife?

Mm. (SMACKS LIPS)
Because things change over time.

For instance, these days,
I'm hot for your current wife.

(BOTH LAUGH)

I'll tell you
what doesn't change though.

What?

I know it's hopeless.

I've known
she was in love with you

since before
I knew who you were,

or even if you
were a real person.

You're gonna have to explain
that one to me. (GRUNTS)

- GOMEZ: I saw the drawing.
- What drawing?

GOMEZ:
The drawing Clare did of you.

HENRY, 28: What,
you could tell from a drawing?

(GOMEZ LAUGHS)
Have you seen it yet?

Face like yours,
drawing like that.

♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

GOMEZ: I figured
she had to be in love.

(HENRY, 28, COUGHS)

(WRISTWATCH BEEPING)

- Put your coffee down.
- (COUGHS)

Bruckner's,
21st of September, 2022.

- Seven thirty-two to 8:05 p.m.
- (COUGHING)

- Make a note when you get home.
- (GASPS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Clare?

I think I heard Henry.
I think he's back.

♪ (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(LIGHTS BUZZING)

- (WATER RUNNING)
- Henry?

Henry, are you back?

(GROANS)
Yeah, yeah, I'm-- I'm back.

I'm okay.

- Where did you go?
- (GRUNTS)

Uh, Gomez, a bar.

It doesn't matter.

How are we doing on lunch?

Well, it's pretty much now.

Do you want me
to say you're ill?

No. No, no, I'm coming.
Just, uh...

cover for me a bit, okay?

Okay.

I mean, go easy on me
for once, all right?

Well, you go easy on me.

HENRY, 28: Okay. Okay.

I'll do my best.

Yeah, you do that.

♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Yeah, you too.

Oh, fuck. (GROANS)

(SPITS, GROANS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Fuck.

Smells lovely, doesn't it?

Is anyone else enjoying
smelling the soup?

Look, we can start.
Henry will be down in a moment.

MARK: I think I'm starting
to inhale it.

The level's going down.

He's our guest, darling.
We don't mind waiting.

MARK: Do you want me
to go look for him?

Maybe he's trapped
under something heavy.

LUCILLE: Mark, stop it.

Okay, listen. I'm just going
to be very honest, okay?

MARK: Careful, there's family
at this table.

ALICIA: Mark.

Henry and I have been
sort of fighting.

I mean, not really fighting,
just, you know--

New relationship stuff.

Yeah, exactly.
It's early stages, right?

- Right,
- Well, I-- I see. So--

He's gonna be down
in a minute, and, uh,

you know, I'm just saying,
be nice.

- Don't-- don't interrogate him.
- (CHUCKLES) Of course not.

- I'm talking to you, Dad.
- (SPLUTTERS) Me?

No, of course, we'll be nice.

We're excited
to get to know him.

You were the one
doing the fighting.

Well,
we weren't fighting exactly.

It was just...

He said some things
I didn't like very much.

And, you know, maybe I got...

a little bit too, um,

I don't know, judgmental.

HENRY, 28: Sorry! (CHUCKLES)
Sorry, everyone.

You should have started
without me.

Wow.
Smells absolutely delicious.

- (GROANS)
- No. Uh. No.

Oh, this.

Yeah, well,
I don't have to tell you guys.

Never disagree with Clare,
right? (CHUCKLES)

I didn't hit him.
Jesus! I didn't hit you.

No, no, she definitely
didn't hit me.

No, this was just general,
you know...

Wear and tear?

- I fell in the shower.
- He fell in the shower.

Yeah, really badly.
Made a real mess of myself.

Yeah, it was a bad fall.
It was very bad.

Well, then why
didn't you say something?

- I forgot.
- Forgot?

Yeah, she forgot.
You know, because of the fight.

Oh, we weren't fighting.
There was no fight at all.

We never really fight,
do we, Clare?

No, we were fighting,

- I was just explaining.
- Okay.

Mm-hmm. I was, uh,
being judgmental.

Remember how
I was being judgmental?

Yeah, Clare was just saying
about that.

Yeah, I was just saying
that, uh,

you know, that's why I felt bad.

Because I forgot about the fall.

Right. Of course.

I mean, it wasn't really
a fight, just...

So, Henry,
what about your parents?

Clare hasn't really
mentioned them.

- Probably forgot.
- (LAUGHS)

Uh, well, my dad plays violin

for the, uh,
Chicago Philharmonic.

Oh, my goodness,
that's amazing. Really?

We've been
to the Chicago Philharmonic.

- More than once.
- Yes, we must have

seen your father then.

Yeah. I guess
you would have. Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)
Oh, that's so impressive.

Is he, um, the first violinist?

- No, just a violinist.
- And what about your mother?

Uh, my mother died
when I was young.

- Oh, dear, I'm so sorry.
- Yeah, she was a singer.

Worked with my dad.

His mom
was Annette Lyn Robinson.

- No! Really?
- (LAUGHS)

- Really?
- Yeah. She was quite something.

Oh, she was extraordinary.

We actually have several
of her recordings here.

You know who that is,
don't you, Philip?

Yes, of course.
She was a remarkable performer.

Remarkable woman.

Well I thought so,
but she was my mom.

But this-- this soup,
I mean, wow.

It's, uh-- Smells delicious.
Sorry I delayed it all

- by falling over like an idiot.
- You know, Alicia is a cellist.

- I'm a hairdresser.
- Alicia plays the cello.

It's always been her dream.

No, I'm a hairdresser.
I like being a hairdresser.

Excuse me, I have a question.

You were late down here because
you fell over in the shower--

I think
we've covered this, Mark.

So, when did you have the fight?

Does it matter?

MARK: Well, you said
the fight made you forget

about Henry hurting himself.
So it must have been after it,

but I don't see
how there was time.

We're not in court, Mark.
Are we in court right now?

I don't do court work.

I just don't see when
you could have had the fight.

Well, we didn't have a fight.

I was being judgmental,
that's all.

A little bit critical.
Now leave it.

Henry's father
could give you lessons.

- I'm sorry.
- LUCILLE: He's a violinist.

He could teach you lessons,
don't you think?

In hairdressing?
Does he do that?

He could get you back
on track, Alicia.

I am on track.
I'm doing something I'm good at.

Why do you keep going on
about the cello which I sucked.

Because a mother is allowed
to be proud of her daughter.

The cellist and the artist.

I'm an art student, Mom.

That's not being proud,
that's being disappointed.

It's not being disappointed
to know that a person

- could do better.
- Yes it is.

You're bleeding.

Oh.

(EXHALES)
Sorry about that. Yeah.

Uh, thought I'd got all that.

(GRUNTS) Cut myself. (CHUCKLES)

Don't worry,
I've, uh, cleaned up.

All good as new.

(MARK CHUCKLES) Okay.

Just, uh, so I'm clear.

You're lying there
on the bathroom floor,

naked and bleeding,

and somehow at this moment,
Clare becomes

a bit too critical.

And then she just leaves
you there,

forgets the entire incident
but, nonetheless, has some

vague memory that she might
have been a bit judgmental.

- That about it.
- Fuck off.

- Really. Just fuck the fuck off.
- Mm-hmm.

CLARE, 20: You know what
I've had enough of?

Everything! Mom,
your daughter is a hairdresser

and she is perfectly happy
about it,

and that is totally fine.

Your other daughter
is an art student,

which means she better get good
at bank robbery

because sorry, everyone,
she's gonna marry a librarian.

And your one and only son

is a such
a total fucking asshole,

he did the impossible
and became a lawyer

without getting
noticeably worse.

These are things
you have to deal with.

Thank you for the fucking soup.

♪ (MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(LAUGHS)

Excuse me.

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

Did she say marrying?

(LOCK RATTLES)

Clare?

Clare, you there?

- Henry.
- Hey.

It's okay.
There's a thing you can do.

(LOCK RATTLING)

Shit.

Where is she going?

She's looking for me.

♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

CLARE, 34: When you're young

you see only what
you want to see.

Nothing gets in the way
of the fairy tale.

When you grow up,
your vision clears,

and you see so much less.

They're all right, really,
my mom and dad. Even Mark.

They're just, you know, people.

Takes way to long
to realize that, doesn't it?

Your mom and dad
are just people.

She took it to Chicago with her,
when she was missing you.

You know, if you'd asked me,

I could have put some concealer
on those bruises.

Can you help me?

Help you what?

♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

HENRY, 28: Clare?

Guess this place
means nothing to you.

Don't you even get déjà vu?

I was going make a big ceremony

of bringing you out here
for the first time. Sorry.

HENRY, 28: It doesn't matter.

I'm here now.

Yeah.

I'm here now.

So, what do you think?

She's pretty good, your sister.

Are you gonna tell me
what you think?

CLARE, 12: I don't have
any friends called Henry.

HENRY, 28: That's okay.
I promise you, I'm a friend.

CLARE, 12:
Have you seen dinosaurs?

I tickled
a dinosaur's tummy once.

Do you have a wife?

Funnily enough,
her name's Clare.

- Like me.
- I'm gonna disappear.

- Can I watch?
- (INDISTINCT)

- CLARE, 12: Are you coming back?
- HENRY 32: Yeah,

I'll be back lots of times.

CLARE 13: I have
stupid ideas sometimes.

And your wife's called Clare?

I think you're married to me.

HENRY, 32: We're not married
in the future.

CLARE, 13: You could be
out there somewhere, dying.

- Somewhere in time.
- Hello, Henry.

You've never kissed me,
you know.

Oh, I've kissed
you a million times.

CLARE, 18:
Why do I always have to wait?

Let it happen.

You were asking me a question.

HENRY, 41: Clare Abshire...

will you marry me?

♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

You asked me a question
in this clearing once, or...

you're going to.

And I never got round
to answering.

And what was the question?

Well, the answer is yes.

Yes. Oh, my God, yes.

And I'm sorry.

- For what?
- I loved you from the start.

From the moment I met you
in that stupid library,

I was completely
in love with you.

I just expecting someone else.

Well, that's okay.

I can do that.
I can be somebody else.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

♪ ("TIME TRAVELER'S WIFE"
THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪