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-[instrumental music] -[coffee trickling]

[exhales sharply] Ahem!

[sighs]

-[gasping] -[heart beating]

-[door closes] -Damn it.

[groans]

[breathing heavily]

Ow, that hurts.

You need to go to Bar Harbor Hospital for an endoscopy.

This could be a bowel obstruction.

What kind of business is this?

Well, I need another doctor to check my feet?

Another for my eyes?

Yes, that's exactly how it works.

[belching loudly]

[clears throat]

Yes, uh, you need to go to Bar Harbor right now

unless you've recently eaten fermented sewage.

The heck with you!

-[intriguing music] -[breathing heavily]

Oh, God.

Where's my hand sanitizer?

-Hello. -[bugle blowing]

Welcome to Let's Unpack This with Elaine.

Today, let's see what we're unboxing.

Ooh, hand sanitizer.

-Elaine, what on... -[bugle blowing]

-Try again, honey. -No trying again.

We can't lose the practice time.

-The Sleep-In is tomorrow. -The what?

[Elaine] It's the sleepover at the school.

All the high schoolers bring sleeping bags.

They play games. Oh, there's always

this amazing pillow fight.

I can do the wake-up call in the morning.

-[bugle blowing] -Stop that now.

Actually, you know what, doc? You should come.

Because a lot of adults actually do chaperone.

It's very fun. It's a night to feel like a little kid again.

Why would anyone want to feel like a kid again?

Because they have happy memories.

Oh, I've never understood nostalgia.

Doc, I owe you a co-pay, but I'm short this month.

No...

Please accept Bertha as payment.

She's a good chicken, doc. She's my best chicken.

-Bye, Bertha. -No, no! No.

[Elaine] Let's see what we have here, an otoscope.

Elaine, I've been looking for that!

Will you please put the bugle down?

-[door closes] -[instrumental music]

Robert.

Vanessa. What...

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same question.

-What, just... -[clucking]

[bugle blowing]

-[Larry] Doc! Doc! -Not usually like this.

I ran into a hornet's nest! My balls are on fire!

No, no, in there!

This is madness. Robert, do something.

[Martin] No, I-I've got this under control, mother.

Oh, my gosh, doc. These are your parents?

[clucking]

I am their offspring. Yes.

-[bugle blowing] -Where did he go?

Here. Hold this.

What time did it happen?

-This attack on your genitals. -Just now.

-[door closing] -He's my patient.

-You don't have to... Wow. -Yeah.

Wow. That is significant swelling.

Hmm.

Well, some hydrocortisone cream should do the trick.

What? No, steroid shots to the scrotum

is gonna relieve the inflammation faster.

Yes, but far more invasive to the patient.

A shot in my where?

Would you rather have testicles the size

of cantaloupes for one day or one week?

-What was that? -What?

-What? -My nuts are still burning.

You don't need a shot.

I'll send a prescription to the pharmacy.

Well, at least give him an ice pack to relieve

-the swelling. -Thanks, doc.

[in unison] It's Doctor Best.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

[theme music]

Thank you so much for joining.

[phone dings]

So, where are you guys staying?

-At a hotel in Bar Har- -What?

You should be staying here. I can set up the guest room.

-Oh, no, not necessary... -No, really.

-I don't think... -Ever second together, right?

-Family time. -[Vanessa] Well...

Yay.

I need to speak with you.

[gasps] What could it be? My God!

My bao bun stress reliever. [chuckles]

Are you just filming yourself unpacking things?

Yeah, but, you know, in, like, a cute way.

This is very big right now.

-Oh. You're adorable. -Hmm.

But not as adorable as you think.

-Oh, what? -Radical honesty.

It is the foundation of my psychiatric practice.

-You're welcome. -[Martin] Vanessa.

Oh.

-Thank you. -[door closing]

Have you noticed anything off with Robert lately?

No. What do you mean?

Rigid movements? Physical tics?

I mean, his father had Parkinson's,

his mother had dementia.

He could have a neurological predisposition.

Your father is perfectly healthy, Martin.

And that's that.

So, thank you for seeing me, Louisa.

-Of course. Of course. -I have wonderful news.

Oh, we raised enough money to save the school.

Actually, you're the new principal.

-Oh. What- -Congratulations.

Yeah, I-I-I've quit.

-Oh. -Yeah, greener pastures.

And, uh, there's no one more deserving

than you to be our new principal.

Oh, my... Wow.

I, gosh, have so many questions.

When, when, when would this start?

-Immediately. -Oh.

Also, side note, the school is closing

at the end of the semester.

-School board just decided. -What?

Oh, wait. So...

-So-so you're just bailing? -[clatters]

-Yeah. -But...

But the-the Sleep-In is tomorrow night.

Oh.

Yeah. You'll wait till after to tell them?

-What? -Or don't.

You know, you can let them finish this semester.

Send an e-mail. You know, they'll figure it out.

Wait, I have to send them an e-mail?

You're the principal, aren't you?

[intriguing music]

Right.

Uh, almost forgot.

[chair rattling]

I don't even get the chair?

[clinking]

[sighs]

So, why are you here, out of the blue?

Well, we wanted to find out

what you gave it all up for.

Now, you had a flourishing career,

a townhouse in Cambridge,

and now you're here with chickens

and bugles and men with cantaloupe balls.

I needed a change of pace.

-A change of pace? -Mm-hmm.

Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is for us?

Every event, all our peers, all our colleagues,

they all want to know what happened, what went wrong.

Your poor mother.

She can't go to the salon without being

peppered with questions.

I'm desperate for a keratin treatment.

[Robert] I know, sweetheart.

Well, I'm sorry it's been so difficult for you

and your hair.

[machine whirring]

Apologies.

Apparently, this was the only time the sink could be fixed.

Don't change the subject. What happened?

-I, uh... -[machine whirring]

-Oh, this is insufferable! -It's an assault on the ears!

-Robert. -What?

-Your head. -What about my head?

-Vanessa. -What?

-I need to examine you. -Don't be ridiculous.

-[machine whirring] -Oh, please, make it stop.

-[thud] -[screams]

That's it. That's it. Get out.

-Don't you think I should... -Get out! Out! Out!

[door opens]

That's done.

[sighs]

[soft music]

When did he start doing this?

Oh, you know, he can sleep through anything.

What?

See. He's fine.

[Robert] What did you say?

[door closes]

-[car alarm beeps] -[car door opens]

[slow music]

[car door closing]

[car engine starts]

-[intriguing music] -[liquid trickling]

[inhales deeply]

[heart beating]

[door closes]

Damn it!

[instrumental music]

I, uh, I typically take my morning walk alone.

Well, I just thought I'd make sure you don't get lost.

[Robert] Why, here?

Town's even smaller than I remembered.

But just as ridiculous.

Whose dog is that? Why is it following us?

I have no idea.

Never seen that dog before in my life.

Uh, filthy beast.

Robert, where did you go last night?

Up the stairs,

turned left and under the duvet.

But that's not true. I...

I-I saw you get in the car. Do you not remember?

Listen, I'm still your father.

If I say I didn't go out, I didn't go out.

-Well, I'm sorry, but I... -Oh. Filthy mongrel.

[intriguing music]

Well, he has a point.

Shoo!

Just shoo.

[door closing]

[Martin] Pajamas. How charming.

[indistinct chatter]

[sighs]

-Why? -It's Sleep-In day.

-Mm. Beats nudity day. -No, that's next month.

-Kidding. -I remember my Sleep-In.

Pamela Cartwright kissed me in

the "seven minutes in heaven" closet.

-[Elaine] Hey. -With tongue.

Doc, what's the favorite school memory of yours?

The day I left because I like being a grown up,

wearing grown up clothes and doing grown up things.

What do we have, a stethoscope!

-Wow. -Give me that.

-[intriguing music] -[laughter]

-[Brisket grunting] -[door opens]

[sighs]

[door closing]

Beer me!

Whoa, Sar?

[laughs]

My nasty brother and his witchy wife are coming to see me.

I haven't seen them in 11 years.

-They're up to something. -Or they just miss you.

-No. No. -No.

They're about as warm as freezer burn.

Here, try this grilled cheese.

-Mm. -[Sarah] What is in that?

-It smells like feet. -Truffle oil.

Well, save yourself the truffle.

That tastes like crap.

An old chef friend of George's just got a Michelin Star.

It's time that I challenge myself again.

So, for tonight at the Sleep-In,

I'm thinking polenta and sun-dried tomato croquettes,

lambchops, shishito, chimichurri.

We're talking for teenagers, right, from Port Wenn?

I need to spread my culinary wings!

-Teenagers. -From Port Wenn.

You know, why do I even bother? Pearls before swine.

Pearls before... Oh, no, no, no, I didn't mean you, Brisket.

[snorting]

I meant you.

[burps]

[whimsical music]

I had George make us a little something.

-Looks edible. -Looks it.

[chuckles] I remember when you used to eat your boogers.

I never did.

I can't imagine you both growing up in Port Wenn,

going to the Blueberry Festival.

After we left, we never looked back.

[Robert] Why would we? [Sarah] Yeah, right.

The past is the past.

Better just to sweep it all under the rug, right?

Sarah, your tough act does not mask your deep regret

and shame about your life choices.

If anything, it emphasizes it.

Shut up, Vanessa.

And while we're on the subject of

radical honesty, how about this one?

Why are you here?

I've decided to sell the house.

-My house? -What?

My house. It was left to me. I'm the eldest son.

-I directly asked you- -Robert, you can't do this.

Why now? Hmm?

Because it's time for us to retire, travel the world.

Oh! So, you're off on a safari looking at the zebras

while I'm back here living on the street

licking donuts out of a dumpster.

You're welcome to buy the house from me if you can.

How would I pay for that?

-In lobsters? -If you like.

I know you've had it harder than most,

but that doesn't give you an excuse to be cruel.

How dare you bring that up?

This has nothing to do with that.

You mean her?

[soft music]

Vanessa, we're leaving.

Come on.

[door opening]

[door closing]

Aunt Sarah, I could, if you'd like to buy, I'd chip in,

make up the rest after your saving.

No, I'm not taking charity from my nephew.

Go on, get out.

What happened?

Oh, I-I-I swerved to avoid a squirrel.

Since when have you cared about squirrels?

Wait! Are you Martin's parents?

I'm his best friend. Sheriff Mark.

You don't seem remotely intelligent enough

to be Martin's peer.

[laughs] That's a good one, Mrs. V.

I can see where Marty gets his sense of humor. Wow!

Look at this family moment. Okay, bring it in.

Bring it in for a big hug.

Yeah. Wow.

-Okay, uh... -Whoo!

Okay, back to business.

It seems as though your insurance has expired, sir.

[intriguing music]

Uh, no, there's-there's a mistake.

Did you forget to pay the bill?

No, no, no, I paid the bill.

There's been a mistake. Didn't you hear me?

[Vanessa] Robert?

Anyway, so if we're finished here...

Doc Senior.

[Martin] Come on, get in the car.

[Mark] Doc Junior.

Come on. [chuckles]

[pencil scratching]

[intriguing music]

There, a clock.

I am absolutely fine.

There is no need for all this.

-No need. -Something's not right.

You're falling asleep during the day.

You're out at night. I...

Even if you won't admit it. What's going on?

All right, don't tell your mother this.

But I'm on a new medication. Keeps me awake at night.

So sometimes, I drive around a little

if I can't sleep. That's all.

That's why you left the other night?

Yeah.

-You crashed. -Bumped a bush.

-What's the medication for? -An enlarged prostate.

It's a new alpha reductase inhibitor.

-What's the name of the drug? -Um, it's called...

-You can't remember? -Of course I can remember.

I just can't recall it this minute.

Fine. I'll go check the bottle myself.

It's in your suitcase?

No, I took the last one this morning.

Threw it out.

But you need to take it daily.

Yeah, I ordered a refill.

I pick it up later today.

What's the name of the local pharmacy?

Sally's. This inquisition is over.

Stamps. Maybe I'll use one someday.

-Let's see what's next. -Not this. Vanessa.

Doc, the stomach pain's gotten worse.

-I think I'm dying. -Okay, let me examine you.

I'm a gastric surgeon. That's my specialty.

Farley, you need to go to Bar Harbor.

-But you said gas, man. -[Elaine] Oh!

-You said... -I said to go to Bar Harbor.

[coughing]

Doc, doc.

[retching]

-Oh! -Eww, what is that?

-Oh, trichophagia. -Trichophagia.

[Elaine] What?

-It's a hairy... -It's a hairy...

Take it away.

It's a compulsive disorder where the patient pulls out

and consumes their own hair,

forming an obstruction in the stomach

called, uh, trichobezoar.

Hairball.

Could I go now?

Yes. To Bar Harbor for endoscopic removal.

That is just the tip of the iceberg.

-I'll call them myself. -Well, here's your hat.

What's your name?

You want to clear that up? It's unhygienic.

My gosh. Oh, my gosh.

I caught all of that. I'm going viral.

-[chuckles] I'm going viral. -[door closes]

Is this what you're going to do with your life?

What?

Well, you could create art.

Work that stirs the soul

instead of broadcasting literal trash.

Is that what you want to do? Be a garbage person?

Vanessa, that's enough.

No, doc, please. It's okay.

It's fine. It's fine.

Got, um, got thick skin, you know, like a rhino.

[giggling]

[soft music]

-[door closes] -[phone beeps]

[birds squawking in distance]

-[door closes] -Well, hello, Dr. Best.

How can I help you?

I'm here to pick up some pills for Robert Best.

Mm, nothing's been called in for that.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

But now I know where you get your looks.

Robert's got va-va-voom.

-Can we not today? -Okay, fine.

But wait, how would you know... about the va-va-voom?

He came in early this morning,

bought some minutes for his flip phone.

His what?

Looks like daddy's got a burner phone.

[intriguing music]

Get your coffee, folks.

Extra caffeinated. Hey! Refills all night long.

Got to stay up.

I can't believe it's the last one.

I know. Fort Wenn Day done?

Come on, guys, last one.

Uh, this building holds the childhoods

of the whole town.

All the memories are here.

Oh, gosh, I remember my Sleep-In.

Danny Karn made me laugh so hard, I peed on his leg.

Mom, gross!

Okay, thank you so much for coming early

to help set up, um...

Now, remember, no matter how sad we are, that our beloved,

historic, magical, welcoming

and accepting school is closing,

we're doing this for the kids.

So, so, let's make this one of the best nights

in our little Port Wenn Day lives. Okay?

Hell yeah.

Let's make this the best Sleep In Port Wenn has ever seen!

-Yeah, baby. -Thank you, Mark.

Okay, uh, headquarters are this way.

I think you'll remember the memory tree.

-Aw, look at that. -Ooh.

Wait. Let's go find our pictures.

[indistinct chattering]

Mmm. Senior play.

[calm music]

Hey, what's wrong?

You went viral today.

I know.

Do you think that I'm, like, a garbage person?

Whoa, what?

Like, someone that just puts

more stupid crap into the world?

I love your shows.

[gasps] Look, dork alert.

[Al] Oh, no, don't.

Smartest dork in Port Wenn Day.

Oh, not the smartest.

[Louisa] Al, you had perfect scores on your SATS

in Math and English.

You know those scores are good for five years, right?

You're smart.

Wow. Can't believe this will all be over.

I love this school, everything about it.

I even love the school song, you know?

I know it's corny,

but, like, made me feel so strong and proud,

like I could overcome any obstacle.

? Though the path winds far and high ?

? We would travel it together

Kind of feel like maybe we shouldn't

have gotten back together.

[Louisa] What?

Saved ourselves those eight years?

Mark, Mark, you can't mean that.

I do though, because it's like,

what's the point of having all those

happy memories if they're just over?

[mellow music]

[clacking]

Still beating yourself up over that, sweetie?

Martin, we're going out for a snack.

Yeah, apparently, you don't eat anything.

Nothing but blueberries and ketchup in there.

Who eats that?

[door closing]

[intriguing music]

[phone beeps]

[line ringing]

[Francesca on phone] Robert, I'm glad you called.

This is Dr. Martin Best, Dr. Robert Best's son.

Who is this?

[line disconnects]

[intriguing music]

[flip phone clacking]

[door closing]

Does it bother you not having a living room?

[chair slides]

You never grew out of the fidgeting, I see.

I wanna ask you something, and I want you to be honest.

Okay.

-Who's Francesca? -What?

Francesca. Who is she?

Have you been going through my things?

-Are you having an affair? -A what?

An affair? No! I would never!

You're confusing me with your Aunt Sarah.

What? What does that mean?

Robert, what's going on?

What's going on is, we're leaving.

I'll go pack.

Of course, dear.

Martin, what have you done?

-[Vanessa sighs] -[footsteps departing]

Welcome, everyone!

[laughing]

Welcome to the Sleep-In!

-Yeah, last one ever. -Hey, shh!

Hey, no running, okay?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah! -Okay, maybe a little...

-Yeah, yeah, yeah! -A little running. Oh, okay.

Look at your PJ's. So cute.

If it's meat, then why is it green?

Uh, it's a chimichurri sauce.

It's chimi-gross. Ugh.

-You did not. -Oops.

Where's all the normal food?

-Like, ew. -[grunts]

Oh, you think it's ew?

-Show me! Show me! -I will end you, little girl!

Put down the dip, dear.

-Thank you so much. -Put the dip down, dear.

-Put the dip down. -Oh, my gosh.

Don't sink to his level. You're better than this.

Come on, get some air.

-Entre nous. -What's that?

-Ooh. -Between us.

-Keep it quiet. -[muffled] Thank you.

Forgot my...

[muffled] Thank you.

I just, it's what the kids want.

Yeah.

Traitor.

[chuckles]

"Chimmi-gross."

[laughs]

"Chimmi-gross."

[upbeat music]

[cheering]

[indistinct shouting]

Boom.

[indistinct shouting]

Bedazzle me, ladies.

Make me shine so bright, it blinds you.

This coffee packs a punch.

Whoo, bring it on!

[Liam] Yes.

-You little jackass. -[Mark] Get her, Sarah.

Get her, Sarah.

Maybe too much sugar.

[imitating buzzing]

Guess what time it is?

Find a mosquito!

-Find a mosquito! -[applause]

[all cheering]

[chuckles]

-Maybe too much coffee. -[chuckles]

[all chanting] Skeeter! Skeeter! Skeeter! Skeeter!

Skeeter! Skeeter!

[imitating buzzing]

Last year's winner, Britney Perkins,

has hidden a mosquito.

God job, Britney!

-Okay, now, remember... -Good job, Britney!

Remember, it can be anywhere in the school,

and whoever finds it first will be the Skeeter Leader

until next year.

-[all cheering] -[applause]

[man 1] Skeeter Leader!

Well, I mean, maybe not until next year.

You know what, guys? Just...

Just try and soak up every moment of this.

Every memory, every smell.

Are we gonna get started or what?

Okay, all right, all right, all right.

Ready, set, go!

[all cheering]

Yes!

Yes!

Okay, come on. I love this game.

Wait, wait, wait! Mark, it's for the kids.

Not if I find them first!

Wait for me!

[upbeat music]

[heavy breathing]

-Wait, wait, wait. -Okay.

Okay, this way.

Wait, wait! She would never put it in there.

It's too dark and dangerous.

Exactly. It's the one place that

nobody would actually think to look.

-Okay. -[giggles]

[Mark grunts]

-Mark? -[Mark] What the...

What did you find? [screams]

[gasps] Oh...

[ominous music]

Huh.

[Louisa] Okay, okay. Thank you. Yes, urgent.

-[groans] -[sighs]

Doc.

Mark, how you doing?

What do you mean? I'm good.

I'm so good. Why do you ask?

Well, uh, you have a wire sticking out...

Oh, that? That is all good.

Hey, did anybody find the mosquito yet?

That is such a good game.

Yeah, yeah, um, what-what's happening?

Can you hold this for me? Just right there.

Thanks. Mark, you're in shock.

And when it wears off, you might feel...

Why would I be in shock? Why would I be in shock?

You don't know what you're talking about.

Have you tried George's lambchops?

They were weird. Is there any more coffee?

So now I'm just gonna cut your shirt

open a little so I can better examine you, okay.

-Cut it, doc. -How long until

the ambulance comes?

Uh-uh, I don't know. There's an accident up the coast.

-Damn it. -What is it?

I'm worried about inter-abdominal bleeding.

"I'm worried about inter..." [laughs] He's so funny.

Hell, we gotta call your damn father.

[car horn honking]

[tense music]

He's in here. Move, move, move.

I've got the doctor.

Here, I've got him. I've got him.

What have you done here?

Let's have a look. Oh, boy.

Hey, doc. Oh, Doc Senior.

What are you guys doing here?

Did you try George's lambchops?

-Hey, stop talking. -All right.

Yeah. This guy's gonna need intravenous antibiotics

once we remove that foreign object.

You're not thinking of extracting him here.

Removal could cause hemorrhaging.

We should wait for the ambulance.

Ordinarily, yes, but with delayed emergency services,

the longer we leave it,

the greater the risk of infection.

Docs. Hey, no need for alarm,

but I think I'm understanding

now where you were talking about-about the shock one.

Hey, do you know where my mom is?

Is my mom here? Do you know my mom?

Can somebody please get my mom?

-Yeah, Yeah, I'll get her. -[Mark] Thank you.

[Sarah] I'm going up. I'll-I'll get her.

[Louisa] Sarah's getting your mom, okay?

Getting your mom. We're getting your mom.

-Excuse me. -Sorry.

-Excuse me. -Geneva?

-Huh? -What's going on?

-Can we can we do anything? -Just hold my hand.

[whimpers]

[Robert] Okay.

Well, the obstruction doesn't appear to have

pierced the gastric wall,

so we should go ahead and remove it right away.

No, I disagree.

We should cut the wire, leave it in

and wait till we can get to a proper OR in Bar Harbor.

Cut the wire? Cut it with what?

That's the most idiotic thing I ever heard.

Well, I... I, I just think

that the room's not sanitary,

and there'll be a lot of, you know... blood.

Well, obviously. Why do you get

scared of a bit of blood, doctor?

Is my mom here, 'cause it's starting to kind of...

[Sarah] Move, move, move, move, move.

I've got Sally.

[Louisa] She's here.

Mama.

It's okay, Marky.

I love you, baby.

It's going to be o-kay.

Okay, mom.

[screaming]

Geez, is everybody crazy here?

Mikey.

[body thuds]

Or we could do it your way and call the coroner.

No, no, your plan it is.

Let's do this, doc.

Get me off this thing.

Okay, I have to wait for the anesthetic to take.

Hey, Doc Senior, if you get this out of me without losing

my liver, I'll waive that speeding ticket

from the other night.

What speeding ticket?

The one outside the casino.

Don't listen to him. He's obviously delirious.

The casino, the unpaid bills, the phone calls.

You've been gambling, haven't you?

Oh, grow up.

We all blow off steam in our own way.

I play a little baccarat

and I bet on Japanese baseball.

Robert?

You've been staying up all night.

That's why you're so tired, falling asleep during the day.

There's no new medication. You just can't stop, can you?

Just, you know, wondering what this has to do

with the thing sticking out of my...

[Martin] Sorry, Mark. But we still have to wait

for the anesthetic to kick in.

-Who's Francesca? -She places my bets for me.

All right? You're satisfied?

Francesca, the woman we wired $10,000 to for life insurance.

Oh, guys, can we maybe do this later?

That's why you need Aunt Sarah's house, isn't it?

-How much have you lost? -A lot.

-Oh, my God, Robert. -And the ticks?

It's from extreme stress, right?

Yeah, well, my doctor might have said something about that.

[Vanessa] This is mortifying, Robert.

Absolutely... humiliating.

Oh, my God, can't we make this another time?

Talk about needing to unpack this.

Doc, hey, I'm not in shock anymore.

I'm impaled and I'm in pain. [groans]

And I'm freaking out!

Mark, even with the anesthetic, it's still gonna hurt.

I need you to calm down. Calm down now.

Now stop blubbering like a schoolgirl.

-Aahh! -Ah, man. Keep it quiet.

That's no way to talk to a patient in distress.

The patient needs to shut up, 'cause I can't concentrate.

Well, he's not just a patient, he's a person.

[groaning]

Does anyone know of anything that will calm Mark down?

-[Mark groaning] -[Louisa] I do.

-[groaning] -Mark.

-[groaning] -Mark.

? Though the path winds far and high ?

? We will travel together

? Though the river's deep and wide ?

? We will forge across each other ?

Brilliant.

? For we are the students...

[Martin] That's it, Mark, just focus on the song, okay?

Just focus on the song.

? Make the world a brighter better place ?

? And we listen to our teachers... ?

Keep singing.

? And we study history

? And compete on fields of glory ?

? To achieve our history

? For we are the students

? Of Fort Wenn Day

? Where we learn to make the world ?

? A brighter better place

? A brighter better place

Now!

[groans]

-Whoa, I'm free! -That's-that's a lot of blood.

-That's a lot of blood. -Yeah. I-I'll be right back.

Hey. Hey, Martin. Hey.

[heavy breathing]

-Martin? -Mm.

-It's Louisa. It's me. -Uh, yeah.

Okay? Hi. Hi. You're gonna be okay?

Uh-huh.

[heavy breathing]

Yeah, Just breathe.

Look at me. Look at me.

Martin, we got to do something about this.

Yeah. I've been trying exposure therapy,

leaving vials of blood around.

-You? -Yes. Yeah.

Not even helping.

Can I do anything?

Can you just stay here... please?

Yeah, I think I understand you more now.

Seeing your parents.

Yeah. They're rare breed, aren't they?

[both chuckling]

-What is it? -[mellow music]

I've been trying to get through the Sleep-In,

make everybody happy, but... I'm sad.

I don't want to put on a smile.

I want to be sad about the school closing.

I want to feel sad.

I want to talk about it,

remember the good times and the not so good times.

If I don't, it feels like it never happened.

That's what my parents did after the accident.

We stopped... talking,

forged through, pretended everything was fine.

You don't have to be like that.

Like them.

[all chanting] Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!

Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!

It's the "seven minutes in heaven" closet.

[groaning]

Okay. [giggles]

Guys. Come on, guys. Okay, let us out.

[Harley] Not until you kiss!

[laughter]

You guys, the EMTs just got here and they are hot!

Come on.

[clears throat]

I got to see those EMTs, you know?

So, yeah.

Understood.

Thank you.

[clacking]

[grunting]

-Yes! -[Louisa] Wow.

Wow.

It was a, it was a good shot.

Are you, are you okay?

I don't need your pity.

-How about another pinata? -[sighs]

That I would take.

After all these years of supporting him,

and this is what I get? Humiliated.

[sighs]

What a cliche.

Well, the champion of radical honesty.

And I couldn't even see what was going on

with my own husband.

Now everyone will get a good laugh over that.

Look, I don't, I don't know what you're going through,

but I do know how it feels when

everyone can see your worst moments,

when your personal life is... on display.

Um, and all I can say is that...

it will pass.

You're...

kind.

Genuine kindness is rare.

He'd be a fool not to love you back.

What? [chuckles]

I may not know what's going on in my own home,

but I can tell you're in love with my son.

-Uh... -Good luck.

The Best men...

are difficult.

[soft music]

[smirks]

[yawning]

So you really do this every year?

[chuckles] Yeah.

Thank God it's the last one.

[sighs] Aunt Sarah...

why did I stop coming to see you years ago?

Oh, boy.

-Why are you asking this now? -I don't know.

I've always wondered, and I just want to know.

I was having an affair with a married man.

He was the principal here...

and... your father

said I was making a fool of myself

and was ruining the family name and that

if I didn't stop seeing him that...

that he wouldn't let you visit anymore.

So that's why you stopped coming in the summers.

Because I chose him.

I chose the man over you.

What? Why are you smiling like that?

I-I always thought you just got sick of me.

And you've been carrying this all these years.

Well, I'm not everyone's cup of tea.

So what happened to him?

Well, the wife found out and, uh...

and they-they moved away.

So... lose-lose.

[soft music]

Can you ever forgive me?

No.

Because there's nothing you need to be forgiven for.

-I wouldn't go that far. -It's just a hug.

I'm not gonna squeeze you to death.

-It's debatable. -[chuckles]

[wheels rattling]

Hey, Mark.

Mark?

-Hey. -How are you feeling?

I almost died, and I would have died mad at the person

who knows me best in the whole world.

It's time for me to move on.

Hm, Mark.

It almost makes it worth getting impaled.

Not really, but almost.

Hey, partner.

Hey. [chuckles] Yes.

You saved my life.

You really are my best bud.

You're, uh... welcome.

-All right. Time to go. -[Louisa] Oh. Ahem.

[rattling]

This one.

[intriguing music]

Perfect potato salmon creme fresh.

It's genius, Georgie.

These kids do not know what they are missing.

Thank you.

I might have overreacted

to Dante getting Michelin Star.

Oh, no. No. No, no, no, no, no.

-I see. -No.

Uh, George.

-George. -Uh, what?

Uh-huh? Yeah? [laughs]

Yes!

[laughing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[slow music]

Where's Vanessa?

Inside, plotting her revenge.

She'll never forgive me, you know?

She might.

-Maybe you should talk. -There's nothing to talk about.

Well, of course, past is in the past, right?

Oh, don't you start, too.

Don't you think it's odd...

that we've never talked about what happened?

Not once.

Now, we never...

I've never held a pity party.

It's not a pity party.

Stop it. That's the problem.

What are you saying?

I'm saying that I can't remember

the last time you said my sister's name.

Don't be ridiculous. Of course I have.

Then say it.

I have nothing to prove to you.

You can't say it, can you?

Say it.

Say it.

Say her name.

I cannot and I will not talk about... her.

[soft music]

We're leaving, Robert.

-Hm. -I'm driving.

Hmm.

Goodbye, Martin.

I'm sorry.

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter]

[clamoring]

[laughter]

[theme music]

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