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(glass tinkling)

(blade ringing)

(glass tinkling)

(watch ticking)

(liquid sloshing)

(paper rustling)

(clocks ticking)

(glass tinkling)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(breath echoing)

(pained grunting)

(coughs)

(pained grunting)

♪ ♪

(labored panting)

(Violet whimpering)

(grunts)

(coughs)

(coughs)

(whimpering)

(Violet sobs)

(breath trembling)

(whimpering)

You did this to yourself.

You need to listen to me.

You just need to listen.

T... To listen.

(Violet whimpering)

Yeah, you want to do it?

You want to do it?

Come on. You...

You do it. You do it. Go on.

That's it. That's it. Show me how you do it.

Go on. That's it.

Okay, go ahead.

(breath trembling)

-Come on, shoot me. -(panting)

Shoot me! Come on, come on!

You show me! Show me how you do it!

Come on!

-(grunts) -Come on, shoot me!

(screaming)

(screaming stops abruptly)

VIOLET: Okay, let's go back a few seconds.

When you say that you're worthless,

who does that sound like to you?

(on screen): I know.

-We practiced this last week. -(sighs)

I know. I feel stupid talking to myself out loud.

We need to hear your voice.

Not his.

Okay.

Let's...

try something different.

Go to the top right corner of your screen

and press the "show self" view.

Okay.

Don't say anything.

Just focus on truly seeing

the woman who's staring back at you.

Everything she's been through.

How far she's come.

Who she was before the abuse.

♪ ♪

Now try and tell me that she's worthless.

(breathes deeply)

(chuckles)

There you are.

♪ ♪

(phone chimes)

-(knock on glass) -(gasps, sighs)

Oh. Sorry to scare you. I just need to read your meter.

Oh.

It's in the back. You can use the side gate.

Thanks.

-(toy whirring) -("Day from Night" playing over speakers)

♪ I see more on Going Street ♪

♪ They don't walk for fun ♪

♪ They just got somewhere they'd rather be ♪

♪ And I don't know my left from right ♪

♪ I don't know which way to fight ♪

♪ But I know it's bound to catch me ♪

♪ If I never try ♪

(singsongy): Uh-oh.

♪ Silver turn to twilight... ♪

Where could Toby be hiding?

Is he in here?

(song continues faintly in distance)

How about here?

I don't see Sir Toby anywhere.

Nowhere to be seen.

-(roars playfully) -(exclaims)

-Take that! -(imitating swords whooshing)

(grunts) Critical hit!

(groans)

(singsongy): Oh, Toby.

-Auntie Fun Times! -Toby Tornado!

-Hi, buddy. -Hi.

-Hi. -What?

-No, it's, uh... -I didn't do my makeup yet.

It's not the makeup.

It's that.

-This? -No, don't worry.

We're gonna fix it.

"Fix it"?

JEN: God, this magazine is stressful.

Pretty sure I have half these disorders,

starting with abulia?

VIOLET: A-what-ia?

"The pathological inability to make decisions."

You know, I was at the store the other day,

and I'm in the deodorant aisle and I'm just staring

for like 20 minutes; I can't pick one.

VIOLET: When'd you start wearing deodorant?

(scoffs) You're hilarious.

Okay, better?

Oh, wow.

Oh, much worse.

Did you mean to dress like a candy cane?

You're... the meanest person in the world.

Yeah, well, I'm your sister. That's kind of my job.

-(Violet sighs) -Tell me you're at least

wearing something sexy under this.

Okay, that's a no.

Uh, I'm sorry. You know what? No, you look great.

No, I don't. I look like

I'm going to play bingo in a rest home.

(chuckles): Stop. No, you don't.

VIOLET: I haven't been shopping in forever.

All I have are work clothes.

(sighs) I don't think I should go.

I mean, Toby's not feeling well,

-and I just feel like I should... -Vi, no.

-...stay here in case he needs me tonight. -No, Vi.

-It's just really bad timing. It's not... -Vi, no, no, no.

Hey. Hey.

Look at me.

They're not all Blake.

Yeah.

-It's just a date. -Mm-hmm.

You know? You're just gonna go, and you'll have a nice dinner

and enjoy the company of the very handsome

and extraordinarily patient man

-who's been talking to you for three months. -(laughs)

And if you're not feeling it, you just cut it short.

-There's no harm, no foul. -Okay.

But if it's going well...

Oh, yeah. Mm-hmm. Come here.

-Uh... (chuckles) -Come on.

If it's going well,

you're gonna be glad you're wearing this.

'Cause you deserve to be happy.

And you need to get laid.

(both laughing)

It's getting kind of weird.

TOBY (in distance): Mommy, the boogers are stuck in my nose!

Kid still doesn't know how to blow his own nose.

-(sighs): Yep. -(clicks tongue)

All right, you put this on.

I'm gonna go deal with the boogers.

Thank you.

Yeah, of course.

-Come on, come on, come on, come on. -Yeah.

Salt it, salt it, salt it. Toby, look.

Okay, ready to go.

Wow, Mommy.

You look beautiful.

(chuckles) Thanks, little man.

You gonna be good for Auntie Jen?

Does he know about my dad?

Yeah, he does.

Okay.

But hey, how much do you love me?

This much!

(chuckles) I love you more.

-Thank you. -Yeah.

Um, okay, don't forget humidifier, um,

-sound machine... -Yes.

...and teeth brushed with actual toothpaste.

Of course, yes. We're gonna be fine, right?

We're gonna be fine.

-(sighs): Okay. -Have fun.

Oh, and bedtime is 8:00 sharp.

Big Sister is watching.

Okay, yes, ma'am. Have fun!

-I love you both. -Bye.

♪ ♪

(siren wailing faintly)

(sighs) It's just a date.

♪ ♪

(elevator bell dings)

(couple chattering quietly)

(elevator bell dings, doors close)

(elevator whirring)

(phone chimes)

(elevator bell dings)

(Violet sighs)

Welcome to Palate.

Do you have a reservation with us tonight?

Uh, yeah. I think it's under Campbell.

-Henry Campbell? -Mm-hmm.

Here you are. For two?

He's running a little late.

Is it okay if I wait for him in the bar?

Of course. Just head through the corridor.

You'll see the bar straight ahead.

I'll come find you when the rest of the party arrives.

-Okay, thanks. -May I take your coat?

Oh, uh, yeah, that'd be great.

Thanks. Thank you.

Hi. Welcome to Palate.

-Hi. -Do you have a reservation?

♪ ♪

(phone chimes)

-Oh, my God! I'm so sorry. -(phone drops on floor)

-All good. -Thank you.

-I should really watch where I'm going. -(chuckles): Yeah.

-(gentle piano music playing) -(lively chatter)

Can I get you something?

Um, oh, uh...

How's the house red?

-Mm, Malbec's better. -Malbec then. Thanks.

Oh, thank you.

Love... love that outfit, by the way.

Oh.

My sister made me wear it.

Oh. First date?

That obvious?

(laughs)

Sure I can't get you something stronger?

I probably should stick with this

in case I have to make a run for it.

Right. (laughs)

Diane? Richard.

Oh.

I'm not Diane. Sorry.

-Oh, no. Sorry. -No, it's-it's okay.

-Of course you're not her. Sorry. -No worries.

(sighs) I'm doing a blind date, so...

-Oh, wow, they still do those? -Apparently they do.

If you, uh, get set up with the only woman in Chicago

-who's not on social media. -Wow.

I know. Crazy, right?

-(laughs): Yeah. -Not even on, uh, Friendster.

(chuckles)

I just dated myself. (stammers) Facebook.

Wow.

-It's kind of cool, though. -Yeah.

I mean, mystery, it's kind of hard to come by these days.

That's a good way of looking at it.

I'm just kind of rusty at all this stuff.

I feel like I'm sweating. Am I sweating?

No.

-You look great. -Thank you.

-(chuckles) -You're very kind.

Um, hey. Well, to us.

-Oh, yeah. -To getting back out there.

-Cheers. To getting back out there. -Cheers.

So, are you early or are they late?

-Um... -BARTENDER: The same?

Oh, yeah. Keep 'em coming.

(sighs)

-Got any requests? -(inhales sharply) No.

Oh, come on. What's your favorite song?

Phil, she is literally waiting on her date.

And I'm just asking what song she likes.

You know any Pinkfong?

"Baby Shark"?

Banger.

I guess we'll see what we can do.

Don't forget to tip. (clicks tongue)

-I am so sorry. -(laughs): It's okay.

It's the new piano guy, and apparently being a corny sleaze

is actually part of the job description.

(laughs)

How old's your kid?

Five.

-Oh. -Going on 13.

Right. Nine.

-Oh. -Already hates me.

(laughs)

So enjoy those "Baby Shark" days while you can.

DIANE: Excuse me. Are you Richard?

I am.

Uh, I'm gonna assume you're Diane.

That's right. (chuckles)

-Oh. -Come here. Should we hug?

It's great to finally meet you.

You, too.

Yeah. (sighs)

Oh. All right. Guess we're ready to go.

(mouthing)

(phone tapping)

(phone chimes, vibrates)

(phone vibrates)

♪ ♪

-Hey. -Hi.

Wow, you look, uh, very beautiful.

Oh, thank you so much.

-I'm sorry I'm late. I had to... -Oh, it's not fine.

I mean, it-it is fine. It's not a problem.

Sorry, I got a drink because I was nervous.

It clearly hasn't helped.

Yeah, I had a couple in the car on the way over.

-(laughing) -Also didn't help.

What do you say we, uh, get our table?

-Yeah, okay. -(laughs) Great.

(laughing)

HENRY: Did you hit traffic coming here?

VIOLET: No. Luckily, I'm only a few minutes from downtown.

(lively chatter continues)

-(piano playing "Moon River") -Just here.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Sorry about the bag.

I can't leave my camera in the car.

Otherwise, someone will take it.

Oh, of course.

And then I would be out of a job, so...

HOSTESS: Your server will be with you shortly.

-Enjoy. -Thank you.

Thank you.

(sighs) What a view, huh?

VIOLET: Ooh, that is high.

Wow.

-(exhales sharply) -(both laugh)

I can't believe we're actually doing this.

-Yeah. -Just-- I-I didn't know if you'd ever agree to meet.

I just-- I can't imagine

all these creeps you must come across on these apps.

I mean, you are the first guy

who didn't ask for feet pics, so I just figured...

-That's usually, like, an in-person request. -(laughs)

No paper trail, you know.

So have you, um... have you been here before?

Uh, no, no.

I've always wanted to. Just haven't had a reason to.

Uh, I'm really sorry. I know this is rude,

but do you mind if I leave my phone on the table?

It's just, my sister's babysitting Toby,

and it's the first time he's been without me in a while.

-It's totally fine. -Thanks.

Uh, Jen, right?

Yeah. Wow, very impressive.

I actually studied all of our DMs before coming on the date.

Did you?

I make really bad jokes when I'm nervous.

-I thought it was a pretty good joke. -Oh, I, um...

I got this for Toby because I thought

he should know who to root for now that he's a true Chicagoan.

I hope that's not weird that I did that.

No, it's actually really sweet. He's gonna love it.

He's gonna break one of my windows with it,

but he's gonna love it.

-Feel free to send me a bill. -(laughs)

WAITER: Hello.

I am Matt.

I'll be taking care of you two lovebirds this evening.

(laughs) What are we celebrating?

Yeah, it's actually, uh, it's our first date.

Wh-- Are you serious?

Yeah.

(chuckles) This is my first shift.

(laughs) Can you believe that?

Okay, well, I will do my best to make sure

it is special for all of us.

-(laughs) -Thanks.

I'm actually, um...

I'm actually in the improv scene.

-This is just sort of a side hustle. -Mm.

You guys ever heard of Second City?

-Yeah, sure. -Yes. -(chuckles)

-Do you have a show coming up? -Mm-mm. No, no.

Just classes, for now.

I'm actually working on this sketch

where I play, like, a hat on top of Allison Janney's head.

And, you know, she's tall, and the catch is

the hat is afraid of heights.

(laughing): So, he's just--

he is really going through it, and his friend...

(stammers, clears throat)

I-I see that the lady is taken care of.

Um, could I get you anything to... to wet your whistle, sir?

Um, yeah. What-what is that?

-Um, it's a Malbec. -Glass of Malbec.

All right. One Malbec coming right up.

-I'm just gonna, uh, grab these. -Oh, yeah. Of course.

(Matt chuckles)

All right. Be right back.

Malbec.

-HENRY: Whoa. -Oh, my God.

-That was a lot. -Yeah.

-(exhales sharply) -(phone vibrates)

That should be Auntie Fun Times.

♪ ♪

Everything okay?

Somebody keeps sending me these.

Oh, digiDROP.

I'm more of an AirDrop guy myself,

but that's, uh, sign guy-- vintage classic.

Yeah, I got a couple at the bar before, too.

-It's weird. -Uh-oh.

You've been chosen.

Happens to me all the time on the L train.

-Oh. (laughs) -Just a bunch of dumb kids

probably trying to mess with you.

I feel like it makes sense on a train,

but here it just seems... I don't know, weird.

I mean...

-Who do you think it is? -Oh, I don't know.

(woman laughs)

Okay, it's definitely not them.

The only thing they are seeing is each other.

Um...

I mean... (laughs) it's definitely not them.

They're still trying to figure out how to work a VCR.

(Violet laughs)

Oh, what about them over there?

(coughs)

Oh, okay, so they're actually here on a blind date,

and I was at the bar when they met,

and it was really sad because she was, like,

visibly disappointed when she saw him.

-Poor guy. -Right, but who is it?

Oh.

It's the prom kids.

Ah. Should I be flattered?

-I would be. -Okay.

I mean, at least it's not a dick pic.

-Oh, my God. -Actually happens to me a lot on the train.

-(laughs) -And the worst part is,

is that the lighting is always atrocious.

Oh, yeah. That would be the worst part.

It's like, if you're gonna do it, at least, like,

-put some effort into it. You know what I mean? -Yeah.

Photographer's nightmare, for sure.

-(both laughing) -(phone vibrates)

Um, I'm not even gonna look at this one.

Yeah, let me check just in case it's a--

you know, it's a-- Oh, God.

I'm just kidding. It's not a dick pic.

-Oh, my God. (chuckles) -Yeah.

HENRY: Someone really wants your attention.

Well, then we probably shouldn't give it to them.

(phone vibrates)

I'm not gonna look at that.

But it might be my sister.

Oh, yeah, there she is.

Just stuffing him full of ice cream.

-Aw, that's cute. -Mm-hmm.

(phone vibrates)

♪ ♪

What is it?

They know my name.

Oh, well, that's-that's totally fine. Here.

I'll show you.

So, this...

-that's you. -Yeah.

Violet Gates.

With your name and your photo for everybody to see.

Here's your friend.

And then this is everybody else that's in the restaurant.

So, just got to match up the faces with the names.

-Oh. -What?

It's really strange.

Everybody's on here.

So whoever your friend is, it's somebody else.

I know you got to be within 50 feet, I think,

-to send or receive a digiDROP. -Oh, that's a fun fact.

We can figure this out.

-(sighs) -What are you doing?

Solving a mystery.

♪ ♪

(chuckles softly)

-That was very impressive. -Thanks.

You should see me with a level.

(both laugh)

Okay, so?

So, uh, the lobby's out of range

and most of the kitchen, too.

-Everything else is fair game. -(phone vibrates)

VIOLET: Hmm.

Um, yeah, he's just taunting us.

Hello. Here you go, Mr. Malbec. (chuckles)

-So, who wants to hear about our specials? -Sure.

Specials away.

All right, great.

Well, I will start with the biggie.

The South African lobster.

(Matt laughs)

I'm not gonna lie, she's pricey,

especially for a first date.

I'm kidding. (chuckles)

Well, actually, no, I'm not, because the lobster, it's...

it is... (sputters) it's expensive.

Um, but let's see. What else do we have?

-(phone vibrates) -We have the tuna tartare,

which is delicious.

Also, the lemon oyster soup, which sounds weird.

And it is. (laughs)

But it's-it's good, it's good. I mean, I wouldn't order it,

but-but, uh, some of these people did.

Um, so can I get you started with any appetizers?

What are you thinking? For appetizers?

Yeah. Um, you can order.

-You sure? -Mm-hmm.

Big responsibility. All right.

Um, you like calamari?

-Yeah. -Okay.

Uh, how's the coconut calamari? Be honest.

MATT: I'm told it is

our most popular special on the menu.

HENRY: Great. We'll do that.

MATT: Well, I will get that started for you,

and I will BRB.

(breath trembling)

(Henry's voice distorted and echoing)

Violet?

Violet, everything okay?

(clearly): Violet, everything okay?

(phone vibrates)

♪ ♪

What-what's going on?

Uh, yeah, I just-- I have to, um...

I have to call home. I-I'll be right back.

(phone vibrates)

♪ ♪

-Oh. -(gasps)

This keeps happening, I'm gonna have to start

-taking it personally. -Sorry.

Hey. Are you okay?

Fine.

Sorry again.

(panting)

(breath trembling)

(static crackling)

(girls chattering)

-We're going back to his, and then... -Yeah. Uh, yeah.

-(chatter continues) -Sorry.

-I really need your help. I need... -(phone vibrates)

-You need help? -Um...

Uh, I need your eyeliner.

-I left mine at home. -My eyeliner?

-Yeah, I'll give it right back. -Uh, okay.

-"Cal"? Cal who? -No. (shushes)

We should really get out of here.

(phone vibrates)

Uh, can I have my eyeliner back?

Uh, yes. Sorry.

-It's fine. -GIRL: Yeah, let's get out of here.

-(girls murmuring) -Oh, my God.

Yeah, go, go.

(door opens)

(door closes)

♪ ♪

(panting)

(gasps)

(door opens, closes)

Everything okay?

Yeah, just, uh...

a little bedtime emergency.

Are you sure?

-You just seem a little upset, that's all. -(chuckles)

Sorry. This is so embarrassing.

Um...

I just-- I haven't been out like this, really,

since he was born, and, um, we just have a little routine.

You know, he likes things a certain way, so I guess

-we're both just feeling a little emotional. -Ah.

Yeah. I'm-I'm...

You know what? I think this is my fault.

-No. -I feel like I rushed you into this.

-No, definitely not. -Are you sure?

Just know that I get it, and if anything comes up,

I completely understand.

Having a kid is-is the most important thing.

That comes first.

Um, I-I appreciate that.

Yeah.

Actually, um, they-they lost his stuffy,

but I-I think I know where it is.

It's just, he can't go to sleep without his Lamby.

Well, I hope they find it.

Yeah, I mean, technically, I'm on, I'm on call all the time,

but it's nothing compared to being a parent.

Yeah, uh, we're pretty inseparable,

you know, especially since his dad passed.

Yeah. I-I can't imagine.

(phone vibrates)

♪ ♪

(phone vibrates)

(phone vibrates)

Are you getting more drops?

No.

Well, you just keep looking around the room.

I'm so sorry. I'm, like, the worst date ever.

Oh, no, no, no. You're great. You're-you're great.

You're amazing. I just, uh...

If something's wrong, I just... I want to help.

That's all.

Um...

I got a thing with heights, so I just--

I think I'm trying to center myself a little.

(Henry chuckles)

What are we doing sitting here? (laughs)

Uh, we can fix that. That's easy.

Um, Matt.

Hey, yeah, the, um, the appetizers will be right out.

Uh, it's not that. It's, uh... Actually, you know, Matt?

You think maybe we can change tables?

It's just, the-the view's a little disorienting, I think.

Sure. Uh, let me check.

Oh, thank you.

Easy.

It's really not, um, necessary.

Well, look, this is probably Matt's first

table change request, and the guy is just nailing it.

-(laughing) -Killing it.

Don't worry about it.

Thanks.

Yes, yes, yes, yes! I did it!

I made some calls,

I dropped some names, pulled some strings.

I got y'all a new table, so, um, get your things, follow me.

Amazing. Thank you.

-Come on. -Great.

(phone vibrates)

MATT: Here we go. Just right this way.

And... new table, vertigo-free. (chuckles)

(phone vibrates)

Wait.

Uh, I'm sorry.

Can we go back to our other table?

Uh, uh, I could, I could ask

if there's another one if this one doesn't work.

No, no, I'd really like to go back to our original table.

We came for the view.

So I'm just gonna get over it.

I'm good. Let's go back.

Back we go. (laughing)

(whispers): Jesus Christ.

♪ ♪

All right.

-We happy? -Yes. -Yeah.

Well, you guys let me know if you need anything else, okay?

-Thank you. -All right.

(Henry grunts)

Sorry about that. That was crazy.

That's okay. I need to get my steps in for the day anyway.

(chuckles) Well, I'm working on overcoming my fear,

so this is good.

(camera whirs, clicks)

It's good for me.

-You afraid of heights? -Among other things.

(phone vibrates)

They find Lamby?

Yes.

-Finally. -Good.

Crisis averted. Hmm.

HOSTESS: Good evening.

I just want to make sure there's no problem with the table.

-No, everything's great. -No? -Yeah, it's great.

Okay, good, 'cause this is the one you reserved, Mr. Campbell.

No, it's not.

I just, uh, asked for one with a view.

Oh. Well, it's in my notes that you had called

and reserved this table specifically.

That's funny. I don't remember doing that.

But, uh, we're-- I think we're good with this table, yeah?

-Yeah. Mm-hmm. -Yeah.

-Enjoy. -HENRY: Thanks.

Uh, must have gotten us mixed up with another res.

You know what?

I bet you that explains the drops.

We took someone's table.

We took their reservation, and they're pissed.

(phone vibrates)

-Um... -Got to be what it is.

-Should we order? (chuckles) -Yeah.

-Okay. -Let's order.

Um...

Are we ready to order?

-Yeah, I think so. -All right.

Milady, you first.

Um, ooh.

Decisions, decisions.

-Um... -(phone vibrates)

Um, how's the duck salad?

Oh, it's, like, my favorite thing on the menu.

Like, I love it.

It's got this, like, candied ginger and these, um, cashews.

It gives it, like, a real crunch-runchy kind of vibe.

-(phone vibrates) -It's really good.

So, the duck salad?

Uh, yes, perfect.

-Thank you. -Okay.

(singsongy): And for the gentleman?

HENRY: Uh, I'm gonna do the Kobe filet.

Mmm, good choice. Uh, do you want the eight ounce

-or the big boy twelver? -Better stick with the eight.

(chuckles): Okay.

Uh, medium rare?

-HENRY: Medium. -Okay.

And any sides?

Would you share the truffle mashed potatoes if I got them?

-Love it. -Great. Let's do that.

MATT: Got it. Truffle mashed...

All right, I'm gonna get those, uh, turned in,

and I will be right back. (chuckles)

-Oh, no. -What is it?

My watch, I... (sighs)

I've been meaning to get the clasp fixed.

It must have fallen off somewhere.

Well, uh, where was the last place you remember having it?

Um, I don't remember.

Oh.

I had it when I walked in,

because I remember the hostess complimented me on it.

Um... (smacks lips)

Well, it's got to be around here.

Would you mind?

I-I'm gonna look around here, but w-would you mind

just asking the hostess if anyone turned it in?

Yeah. Yeah. Sure. Sit tight. I'll be right back.

♪ ♪

(camera beeping quietly)

♪ ♪

(sighs) No luck.

-(sighs) -I'm sorry.

My mom got me that watch.

-Oh, really? That's a bummer. -Yeah.

Well, look, it's got to be around here somewhere.

I'm sure it'll turn up.

(phone vibrates)

Oh. You know what?

I bet it came off in the ladies' room.

I'm just gonna quickly run and grab it. Sorry.

♪ ♪

Okay, I'm here.

(phone vibrates)

(door opens)

(toilet flushing)

Okay. It's done. I did it.

Get your guy out of my house now.

(phone vibrates)

Please.

Please. I did what you asked.

(phone vibrates)

(panting)

(phone vibrates)

♪ ♪

(gasps softly)

(phone vibrates)

(phone vibrates)

No.

(phone vibrates)

(phone vibrates)

No.

No, I can't...

I can't do that.

(phone vibrates)

(phone vibrates)

(whimpers)

♪ ♪

HOSTESS (muffled, distorted): Did you find your watch?

Ma'am?

Ma'am?

(clearly): Your watch, did you find it?

Uh...

No. I didn't.

Well, if anyone turns it in, I'll come find you.

Thanks.

♪ ♪

(phone rings, beeps)

HOSTESS: Thanks for holding.

I'm sorry.

W-We're just fully booked. Another time.

Okay, thank you. Thank you for calling.

Excuse me. Sorry. Just curious.

Did anyone else specifically request a table tonight,

maybe the same time we're dining?

I just want to make sure that we didn't accidentally

take someone else's.

You're at the right table.

Excuse me.

-Ready? -Sorry.

♪ ♪

DISPATCHER (over phone): 911. What's your emergency?

-Hi. My son is being held-- -(line beeping)

Hello?

-(line beeping) -Hello--

They cut the line. They cut the line.

♪ ♪

Mmm. Coconut calamari.

Here we go.

Oh, you don't have plates. (chuckles)

Is she coming back or...

-Sure hope so. -(chuckles): Um, right.

Well, I will, uh,

I'll be right back with those plates.

(phone vibrates)

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(footsteps approaching)

(gasps)

-(gentle piano music playing) -(lively chatter)

-Hi. -Hi.

You again.

Yeah.

You've been waiting here for a long time.

Uh, I'm meeting my sister.

She's stuck on the tarmac at O'Hare.

I'm sorry.

-You are? -Violet.

Violet, aren't you on a date right now?

Why do you ask?

Well, I think he's looking over here.

You might want to get back to your table.

Right.

Sorry.

I didn't mean to bother you.

It's no bother.

(phone vibrates)

Are you sure you don't want that boxed up?

Uh, yeah. That's okay. Thank you so much.

You're not leaving, are you?

Uh, yeah.

Look, it's clear to me

that Toby really needs his mom right now,

and I think you're just too polite to say it.

So I'll-I'll let you off the hook.

Please don't go. (chuckles)

I'm... I'm so sorry.

I know I've been... I've been so distracted all night,

but I-I really, I really don't want you to leave.

-Please stay. -You don't have to apologize.

We can, uh, maybe, you know, pick it up some other time.

♪ ♪

(audio fades)

(gentle piano music playing)

Sit with me.

Please?

Okay.

(table bangs)

DIANE: You're a real jerk.

Loser.

(others chuckling, murmuring)

(sighs)

Well, you folks have a lovely evening.

Actually, you know what, Matt?

I think we're gonna stay.

-(phone vibrates) -Really?

Aw. Plot twist. Okay.

-Keeping me on my toes. Cool. -Trial by fire, am I right?

-(Henry laughing) -MATT (laughing): Yes.

I'm here for it. Really, I am.

-Um, should I get you another glass of wine? -Yeah.

-(phone vibrates) -Yeah, how-how do you feel about wine?

(playing dramatic chord)

(playing gentle piano version of "Baby Shark")

-Uh, what do you think? -Oh.

Sorry. I requested this song.

MATT: Oh, you requested "Baby Shark"?

Yeah.

My son loves it.

Wine.

-Yeah. -Sounds good.

This was a little heavy for me.

I might switch to something else. Is there a wine list?

There certainly is. Right here.

Would you mind? I'm terrible at that.

-Oh, yeah. Yeah. Love to. -Thanks.

Um, let's see here. What do we got?

♪ ♪

Wow. You got a pretty big list.

MATT (laughs): It's really big.

Heavy to carry. (chuckles)

HENRY: Um, got a bunch of pinots here.

What do you recommend?

MATT: I mean, like, I'm no somm--

sommel-- sommel-- somm--

uh, wine guy, but I, uh,

I've tried, like, all the reds, and the one from, uh,

Paso Robles is just as good as the Napa Valley stuff,

-and it's, like, half the price, so... -Let's do that.

Great. All right. So, two of those?

All right, great, and the entrées will be right out.

Can you just give this to the piano player, say it's from me?

Aw. Yes, I will.

-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.

Here's a little something from the lady over there.

-That was really nice. -(chuckles softly)

Well, he... he did play my song.

♪ ♪

(sighs)

-(gentle piano music playing) -Um...

How long have you been working for the mayor?

Uh, five years.

-Mm, a while. -Yeah.

So you must know him pretty well.

I mean, I'm-I'm just the guy's press photographer.

It's not like I'm his best friend.

Is he a good guy?

(sighs)

(sighs) Yeah.

Yeah. He's, um, he's okay.

I, uh, I just take pictures of people for a living.

You get their whole life.

I mean, that's got to be... that's got to be pretty crazy.

Honestly, it can be intense, yeah.

-Yeah. -I recently switched my focus

to, uh, survivors of abuse.

What made you, what made you do that?

Experience.

My ex-husband, Toby's dad.

(softly): Oh.

I'm sorry.

It rears its head now and again.

See tonight for details.

But I'm still here for Toby, and that's what really matters.

Of course.

Well, thanks for telling me. I appreciate it.

Back in five.

(phone chimes)

♪ ♪

HENRY: Hey, uh, I'm sorry to do this,

but I got a work call I got to take.

-Is that okay? -I owe you. Of course.

-Take your time. -Okay. I'll be right back.

Okay.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(gentle piano music playing)

(sighs)

Everything okay?

Yeah. (chuckles)

Yeah, it's gonna be good.

Yeah, just some scheduling stuff.

Okay.

And now for the main event.

(chuckles) All right.

So, we have the duck salad for the lady.

Thank you.

And the Kobe filet for the gentleman.

And the truffle mashed potatoes.

And do you need anything else?

-HENRY: Thank you so much. -Yeah, we're good.

Okay, great. I'll be right back with that wine.

Enjoy.

Man, this looks great.

♪ ♪

How's your salad?

(phone vibrates)

-Sorry, Jen texted. -Oh, that's all right.

(phone vibrates)

(piano playing discordant notes)

(panting sharply)

(bangs piano keys)

(people gasping, murmuring)

-Hey, buddy. -(Phil groaning)

You all right?

(phone vibrates)

(static buzzing)

♪ ♪

(gasps)

(sniffles)

(whispers): No.

(sobs)

Please.

Please, I'm begging you. Please. Don't do this.

(Phil groaning)

PHIL: I got it. I got it.

(panting)

(Phil groans)

Sorry, folks.

Guess that was one too many vodka martinis.

Back in a few.

(both exhale)

That was so insane.

-Yeah, scary. -I hope he's okay.

Me, too.

♪ ♪

(woman grunts)

(phone vibrates)

(phone vibrates)

(siren wailing in distance)

You think that's for him?

Well, I don't know. Maybe.

(sighs) Can we start over?

Tonight's been so weird.

Start over how?

Uh...

What if we took a shot?

Oh.

(chuckles): Okay.

That's not where I thought you were going with this.

Yeah. I just feel like we could use the reset.

Um, yeah, I-I'd love to.

I just-- I have to, I have to curate

a bunch of photos when I get home,

-and I'm already a little buzzed. -Oh.

-Yeah. No, that was dumb. -So...

Actually, forget it. I, um...

I realize that I made this night pretty heavy,

so I just wanted to lighten the mood.

Ah, you know what?

Screw it. Yeah.

-Let's do it. -Yeah?

Yeah, a shot never killed anybody, right?

(laughs)

Uh, what's your poison?

Hmm. Uh...

-Tequila. -Ooh.

-I love tequila. -Yeah?

-Yeah. -Okay.

-Let's get a couple shots. -All right.

Um, I'm gonna get it from the bar.

No, I got it. Please sit down. I got it.

Matt's around here somewhere.

I can get a...

MATT: Who is gonna be covering this? Okay.

Looks like he's having a really rough first day.

Um, I'll go get it. It's no biggie.

No, don't be silly. It's fine. I can-- I-I got it.

No, please. Honestly, it is the least I can do.

I'm gonna go, and I'll be right back.

Two minutes.

-Okay. -Come right back.

-All right. -Okay?

♪ ♪

Hey, you're back.

-Hi. -What can I get you?

Uh, two shots of tequila, please.

So, how's the date going?

It's good.

Sure about that?

-You seem kind of on edge. -I'm fine.

Just... first-date jitters.

Okay.

♪ ♪

(phone vibrates)

(whispers): He needs to see me do it.

Oh, um, just remembered I left my purse at the table.

Don't worry about it. I'll just add it to the tab.

-Okay, thank you. -Want some limes?

(sighs) No, thanks.

Good luck.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Oh, where did you find it?

Oh, your, uh, your purse.

When you got up, your purse fell on the ground.

It spilled out.

-Henry, I, uh... -You're lying to me.

You're looking around the restaurant.

You're distracted. You're on your phone.

Something's happening.

No, it's not.

Is it, is it... someone in the restaurant?

Is it the drops? I just want to help.

Violet.

BLAKE: Come on, come on! You show me!

Show me how you do it! Come on!

-(screaming, wailing) -(gun clicking)

-You can't! -(baby crying)

(panting) Oh, baby.

(baby continues crying)

I am going to take everything from you.

(whimpering)

-(crying echoes) -Please, no. Please.

HENRY: Violet?

Why did you message me?

What do you mean?

On the app. Why did you message me?

I mean, you know that I'm a widow with a kid.

That's a lot of baggage.

Well...

I, uh...

I really hate these apps.

And, uh...

I was really close to deleting my profile.

I feel like everybody's trying to present

this version of themselves that they're not.

A version that they think other people want to see.

And then I saw you.

And I didn't see any of that.

You just seemed kind.

Genuine.

No pretense. Just a good mom.

I'm not.

I stayed in an abusive relationship

even after Toby was born.

And he was really little...

...but he saw things that, um...

I mean, no child should ever see that.

Well, you know what?

You got out.

That's all that matters.

I didn't.

(sniffles)

I never got out.

I'm still stuck in that room.

The night that I watched Blake almost kill my s-son.

(crying): And I just...

(sobbing)

I just sat there.

I did nothing.

And that's the kind of mother I am.

(breathes deeply)

You know, I, um...

(sighs)

I found myself in a, in a pretty messed-up situation

not long ago, and somebody...

somebody I really trusted

ended up being somebody totally different.

And for a long time...

...people were getting hurt.

Really good people were getting hurt, and I...

I stayed silent and I didn't say anything,

and then I finally did.

And I tried to do the right thing,

whatever I thought the right thing was,

whatever that is, and, uh...

...I still found myself feeling guilty about it, you know?

And I know I didn't do anything wrong.

You know, I think that's what abusive people do.

They make us feel...

(sighs softly)

They turn everything around and they make us feel crazy.

You know, they take it away.

Even if they're dead.

Take what?

Hope.

And I think that's what...

I think that's what brought me here today

on this date. (laughs)

Hope that I can, uh... that I can be happy.

That things can be different.

I think maybe that's what brought you here.

(sniffles)

You are good, Henry.

I try. I try.

-Nobody's perfect, right? -(chuckles softly)

(sniffles) Yeah.

Yeah, I guess that's true.

Yeah.

(phone vibrates)

Well, I guess I killed the mood for these.

(both laugh)

No, no.

It's never a bad time for some tequila, right?

Well, I forgot the limes.

I can get some limes.

Can you tell I haven't taken a shot since college?

(laughs)

I think you're really great.

Thank you.

I'm gonna go see a guy about some limes.

-(laughing) -All right?

(sighs) I'll be right back. Okay.

♪ ♪

MATT: Hello.

Pinot delivery.

Just checking in over here. See how things are going.

Yeah, everything's great.

-BARTENDER: You good? -Uh, yeah.

Can I get a couple lime wedges, please?

What, she changed her mind?

Um, yeah.

MATT: And you don't need anything else?

No, thank you.

Okay. Oh.

Oh, we got some shots. That's fun. (chuckles)

Shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shots. (laughs)

All right, well, I'll just, um, I'll leave you to it, so enjoy.

♪ ♪

(phone vibrates)

♪ ♪

(phone vibrates)

♪ ♪

(sniffles)

(clears throat)

(sighs): Here you go.

-Some limes. -Oh, thank you.

So what should we toast to?

(breath trembles)

That's a, that's a good question.

I don't, I don't know.

How about hope?

Okay, yeah.

To hope.

(glasses clink)

♪ ♪

VIOLET: Oh, my God.

-Henry, I'm so sorry. -Um...

Oh, wow. I really could win the award for worst date ever.

-(laughing) It's okay. -I'm so sorry.

-Are you okay? -Yeah.

I was gonna, I was gonna get rid of these pants anyway.

Uh, I'm just gonna go, I'm gonna go, uh, clean up.

Yeah, of course. Take your time.

Okay, uh, I'll be right back.

(sighs)

(panting softly)

(phone vibrates)

Hi. (chuckles)

-CONNOR: There she is. -Hey.

(chuckles)

-How are you? -Hi.

♪ ♪

Wow, that was quite the spill.

(sighs): Oh.

Yeah, sorry. I'm... a real klutz.

Come on.

I know what's going on here.

I've been a bartender my whole life,

and not just in fancy places like this.

You've been acting nervous all night.

I've seen it a million times.

If you feel unsafe with your date or you're afraid of him,

I'll get you out of here.

Uh, look, I know I've been acting

a little on edge all night, but it's not him.

Really? 'Cause your waiter noticed it, too.

No.

He's, uh, he's been great.

Thank you, though.

Hey, um...

do you know who that is?

She looks familiar.

Oh, her? Yeah. She's in here all the time.

Although, weird.

She usually requests that table over there.

By the way, I do not blame his date for ditching him.

That man's been staring at you all night.

Well, enjoy the rest of your date.

I'll just get you another.

♪ ♪

(startled grunt)

(chuckles): Hello again.

I'd ask how it's going, but I imagine

you're having an infinitely better night than me.

(chuckles softly)

I thought you could use this.

No way.

To getting back out there.

Violet, wow.

That's-that's incredibly sweet, but, um...

I think one drink's my limit for tonight.

(sighs)

I don't remember telling you my name before.

You're right. (chuckles)

No, you're right.

You did not. That's a good one.

Please sit.

Sit.

♪ ♪

I admire your tenacity.

I do. No, I really do.

I mean, you had a shit hand,

and you played the heck out of it. I mean...

It-It's not gonna do you any good, but, um...

Pick one.

Pick a goddamn shot.

Drink it.

Oh, there you go.

That wasn't so hard.

So this was the best table to watch me from?

It's an okay table.

I mean, yeah, it's fine,

but it's the only one in the blind spot of the cameras.

Killing Henry won't stop whatever this is.

I mean, I'm sure he backed up the photos.

Yeah, of course. I mean, all official photos go straight to

the mayor's private server,

which, you know, we already scrubbed.

But the SD card, that was a loose end.

But you crushed it. I mean, literally crushed it.

Hey, fun fact.

Henry just got a call about

a meeting tonight with the FBI to hand it over.

He's an informant.

That's a bit of a grand word. No, he's a rat.

Which makes you a rattrap. (laughs)

-I've seen your face. -Okay, great.

I'm just, you know... a guy enjoying a nice meal.

I'm gonna tell the police about the drops.

Oh, shit.

You mean the, um, the little notes and the memes

that are in the camera roll on your phone?

Drops are untraceable.

There's no way to prove they came from anyone.

I mean, you could've put them there yourself,

for all anyone knows.

Well, what about Diane?

I'm sure she'll be able to tell them

that you were on your phone the whole night.

Is that a crime or is it just, you know, a bad date?

You didn't have to bring me into this.

I kind of did.

Suspicious death of a future star witness

is not really a great headline for my employer.

But if you become the headline:

"Widow assassin strikes again."

(laughs): I mean, come on.

Nobody's gonna be looking anywhere else,

and the FBI's case just goes poof.

I didn't kill my husband.

Okay. Sure. I mean, yeah. Sure.

Not that Blake's family could prove in court, but, I mean,

you were the only one there, right?

The night he died.

I mean, your fingerprints were all over the gun.

♪ ♪

(baby crying)

No. No, no.

(sirens approaching)

(crying softly)

(wailing)

(yelling)

-(gunshot echoes) -RICHARD: I'll tell you what.

I am gonna take your word for it on Blake.

But what about poor Phil?

Did he have to die, too?

-You did that? -No, you did that,

when you pulled that stupid stunt.

It's a good thing for Toby

I got to him before he got to the cops.

Otherwise, your son's brains would be splattered

all over the wall.

Fuck you.

I'm flattered, but I'm at work right now.

Panna cotta?

(chuckles): Oh, wow.

That looks gorgeous.

-Thank you. -Can I get you anything else?

RICHARD: No. I mean, it's gonna be a hard act to follow, right?

-Right. Enjoy. -Look at this.

Oh, my God. It's like, I don't know

if I should photograph it or eat it. (laughs)

You have to help me with this.

Oh, and, um,

the cameras over your table,

I mean, they recorded you spiking that shot.

Sertraline.

Laced with a little fentanyl.

You-you prescribe sertraline a lot, right?

Of course you do. That's why I chose it.

You don't get it, do you?

I'm, like-- I'm playing chess here.

I'm, like, at least two moves ahead at all times.

What are you doing? You're playing-- What are you playing?

You're playing Yahtzee. (laughs)

You can't win.

In fact, you lost the second you walked in here,

so you need to accept that.

You want to save little Toby?

You get Henry to drink that shot.

It's your last chance.

Oh, no way.

We were just talking about you. Sorry, I'm Richard.

-Henry. -Pleasure.

Um, Violet and I are old pals.

We go all the way back to the, uh, bar earlier.

Yeah.

Comrades in the first-date trenches.

RICHARD: I like that, yeah.

I don't know if you noticed, but I'm, uh--

haven't had the best night tonight,

and Violet is such a sweetheart

she brought over those shots.

But now you're not drinking them.

You're leaving me hanging.

Well, I'm a little tipsier than I thought.

And, um...

well, this was yours anyway.

-I think I'm good. -Oh, please.

Please. Don't make me drink alone.

Yeah, come on.

After tonight, you earned it.

(glass taps on table)

(Richard laughs)

Masterfully done. (chuckles)

Hey.

Can you just give us one more minute?

-I'll explain everything. -Yeah, of course.

-Nice to meet you. -My pleasure.

It's done. Call it off right now.

All right. Fair enough.

(line ringing)

-(line clicks) -MAN (over phone): Yes?

He drank it.

I'm just gonna finish up here.

(over phone): Okay. I'll wait for confirmation.

Right.

Happy?

-Is he leaving? -Your son's safe.

-Don't worry about it. -(sighs)

What happens now?

I eat this delicious dessert. (laughs)

And wait for Henry to... keel over,

which unfortunately, I mean, you're gonna be

on the hook for, but, you know, hey,

at least you saved your son, right?

No way.

Oh, man.

You can't leave. I will eat this all myself.

(chuckles softly)

The last time Blake took me out to dinner, he had panna cotta.

-Okay. -It was an Italian restaurant.

The same one he always took me to after he...

(sighs heavily)

The apology dinner.

Mm-hmm.

And I'd sit across from him and...

just pretend that everything was fine.

I got really good at it.

Pretending I believed him when he said

it wouldn't happen again.

And pretending I was gonna leave.

But...

I knew I wouldn't.

And like tonight, when I pretended to poison that shot.

♪ ♪

Yahtzee.

-Goddamn bitch! -(people gasping)

(people screaming)

-MAN: He's got a gun! -(panicked clamoring)

-Where are you going? -(yelps)

Where are you going?

You better hide from me!

-(gasps) -(shouts)

(screaming)

-(blade stabs) -(screams, whimpers)

(yells)

(gasps)

(both panting)

(phone ringing)

RICHARD (weakly): My guy.

(wheezes) He's still in your house.

Kill them.

(shouts)

-You missed. -(glass crackling)

-(wind rushing) -(screaming)

(Richard screaming)

(screaming)

Help me!

(gasping)

(grunts)

-(fabric ripping) -(screams)

(both grunting)

(panting)

(whimpering)

Oh. Oh, God.

Oh, God. Okay.

-Okay. -(Henry grunts)

Okay. Put pressure on it.

You're gonna be okay. Look at me.

You're gonna be okay.

-I knew there was something going on. -Shh.

Don't say anything. Okay, stay right here.

I'll be right back.

(siren wailing in distance)

You're gonna be okay, all right?

-Help's coming. -Okay.

(grunts)

♪ ♪

Shit!

I need your keys.

They're in my bag. They're in my bag.

Get my phone.

Here's your phone. Where's your car?

Uh, P3, row J.

-Okay. -I'll call the cops. Just go.

-27 Allen Street. -Go.

(panting)

(Matt yells)

My horoscope was right.

♪ ♪

Shit!

Come on, where is it?

-Where is it? -(car alarm chirps)

-(line ringing) -(engine starts)

(tires squealing)

(phone ringing)

(phone beeps)

(clattering in distance)

(panting)

Toby.

-Toby! -(phone ringing)

-(tires squealing) -(line ringing)

Pick up, pick up, pick up!

(grunts)

(phone ringing)

VIOLET (over phone): He's right behind you! Get down!

(tires squealing)

(sirens wailing)

(panting softly)

(footstep creaks)

Toby, no!

Run!

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

(man yelling)

(screaming)

-(blade stabs) -(man screaming)

Go! Go! Run!

Run, run, run! Go, go, go, go, go!

Go!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Go.

-(horn honks) -Come on!

-Move! -(horn honks)

-(tires squealing) -(horn honks)

-(screams) -(horn blaring)

Get in the corner.

(grunting)

(straining)

(panting)

-Shit! -(tires squealing)

(silenced gunshots)

Get under the bed! (grunts)

(man grunting)

No, no!

-(worker shouting) -Move, move, move!

(horn blaring)

(yelling)

(man screaming)

(panting)

(tires squealing in distance)

(car door closes)

♪ ♪

(silenced gunshot)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

-(Violet yells) -(man screams)

(Violet coughing)

(pained gasping)

-(grunts, screams) -(man shouts)

(whimpering)

(Violet coughing)

(strained grunt)

(pained grunting)

(panting)

(groans)

(toy whirring)

(silenced gunshots)

-(whimpering) -(gun clatters on floor)

Toby!

(groans)

Mommy!

(crying): You're okay. You're okay. You're okay.

I know. You're okay.

So how was your date?

(laughing)

(sniffles)

Oh.

♪ ♪

TV NEWSMAN: What authorities claim

was a plot to murder a key witness has now led

to explosive new evidence linking the mayor's office

to a widespread embezzlement scheme

and implicating many of the city's top leaders.

-Got you, dickhead. -(knock on door)

-(door opens) -(P.A. chimes)

(indistinct announcement over P.A.)

Palate was closed for renovations.

Oh. I wonder why.

-It's not Kobe. -I'll take anything over

the stuff they're giving me here.

Right.

(Henry sighs)

-(phone vibrates) -Uh-oh.

I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

Everything okay?

(door opens)

(laughs) Too soon?

-Bitch, yes. -(Jen laughs)

Unbelievable.

Hey, Henry. I'm the sister down the hall.

Nice to meet you, sister down the hall.

You got him some food?

-But you know I got shot, too. -Do you want to get shot twice?

Okay. (chuckles)

-I'll go. -See you later.

-Have fun. -Thanks for stopping by, Jen.

JEN: Save me some fries.

You know, she's really nice.

I think she's in the wrong kind of hospital.

(both chuckle)

So, that was a...

-pretty hardcore first date. -(laughing)

Oh, my God, there were so many moments where

I was just thinking, "What is this guy still doing here?"

You must have thought that I was a crazy person.

You saved my life.

I don't even know what to say to you.

Say you'll brave a second date with me.

I would love to go on a second date with you.

-(chuckles) -What'd you have in mind?

(sighs): I don't know.

Well, I was thinking something really...

really...

boring.

-Oh. Yeah. -(laughing)

(laughing): That sounds great.

-How do milkshakes sound? -Oh, pretty damn good to me.

-Yeah? -What are we working with?

Okay, I got one of each.

So, are you a chocolate girl or a strawberry girl?

Oh, I'm a strawberry girl.

-That's this one. -Oh, great.

("Healing" by FLETCHER playing)

♪ I'm finally breathing ♪

♪ The smoke ain't gone, but it's clearing ♪

♪ I ain't there yet, but I'm healing ♪

♪ I ain't there yet ♪

♪ Inhale, exhale on repeat, yeah ♪

♪ Lately, it's so hard to breathe, yeah ♪

♪ Falling 'bout a million times ♪

♪ It's a miracle I'm still alive ♪

♪ No one said that it was easy ♪

♪ Trying to piece the broken pieces ♪

♪ But that's the shit I'm working on ♪

♪ The journey is a work of art ♪

♪ I can't erase all the things that I've done ♪

♪ But all the mistakes made me ♪

♪ Who I've become ♪

♪ I've been feeling ♪

♪ Inside out in my feelings ♪

♪ Upside down on the ceiling ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I'm finally breathing ♪

♪ The smoke ain't gone, but it's clearing ♪

♪ I ain't there yet, but I'm healing ♪

♪ I ain't there yet ♪

♪ But I'm healing ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I ain't there yet, but I'm healing ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I ain't there yet, but I'm healing ♪

♪ Breaking down don't mean I'm broken ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm broken ♪

♪ Losing hope don't mean I'm hopeless ♪

♪ And maybe all I need is time ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ It never happens overnight ♪

♪ I can't erase all the things that I've done ♪

♪ I've done ♪

♪ But all the mistakes made me ♪

♪ Who I've become ♪

♪ But I still take 'em back ♪

♪ I've been feeling ♪

♪ Inside out in my feelings ♪

♪ My feelings ♪

♪ Upside down on the ceiling ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah, yeah ♪

-♪ I'm finally ♪ -♪ Finally ♪

♪ Breathing ♪

♪ The smoke ain't gone, but it's clearing ♪

♪ I ain't there yet, but I'm healing ♪

♪ I ain't there yet ♪

♪ But I'm healing ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I ain't there yet, but I'm healing ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I ain't there yet, but I'm healing ♪

♪ I'm finally breathing ♪

♪ The smoke ain't gone, but it's clearing ♪

♪ I ain't there yet, but I'm healing ♪

♪ I ain't there yet ♪

♪ But I'm healing ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I ain't there yet, but I'm healing ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I ain't there yet. ♪

(song ends)

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