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[♪ upbeat music playing]

-[TV playing]
-Hey, kiddo.

So, I gotcha a matcha.

-I'm good.
-You seem good.

Um, so, the police

would like us to come down
to the station soon.

-[groaning]
-Maybe you want to throw on
some socks and shoes.

Or, not socks.
That's fine.

Even if I did burn his house
down on purpose,

no jury would convict me.

Uh, not sure we want to say
that sort of thing out loud.

Maybe you wanna practice
saying how it was an accident?

I don't need to practice
saying the truth.

I like that.

If you don't slip that in,
I am going to.

So, did you brush your hair?

-I did.
-The back, too?

You know what?
I like it. It's good.

[Katie groaning]
Um...

Dad, I lost my slipper
under the desk.

-Oh. Here you go, sweetie.
-Can you kick it to me?

-There you go.
-Thank you.

Let's keep our shoes on
in here, folks.

There's some creamers.

-I'm good.
-I know how this looks,

especially 'cause Arch
and I were in a big fight,

and I was pretty pissed off.

Oh, sorry, hold on.

I'm just listening
and I'm not writing.

Just let me catch up here.
Motive, check.

Officer, she doesn't
have to practice

if she is saying the truth.

Do you want me
to write that down?

-Mm-hmm.
-[Katie] Anyway...

I took his copy
of War and Peace
and I lit it on fire.

Sorry, you-you-you intentionally
burned my first edition Tolstoy?

-I did, yeah.
-The Clara Bell translation

is the only one
in the English language

that has the second epilogue.

Oh, it burned so good.

So then,
you did arson a book.

-Arson isn't a verb.
-I'm pretty sure it's a verb.

-No, it's not a verb.
-[officer] It's a verb.

And I am not looking it up,
I just have to check--

-It's not a verb, mate.
-Checking something else
real quick.

I burned the book,
but the house was an accident.

-I swear.
-Oh, exactly.

Archie, is there anything
that you would like to add

that might be helpful
for your wife?

If Katie says
that it was an accident,

then it was an accident.

Well, there you go.
Case closed.

No, don't do that.
Don't tell me how
to do my police work.

I don't tell you how to write
your Rooster books, do I?

-Okay.
-But I'll tell you what,
if I did,

I would have the guy
do karate.

-Maybe.
-Wouldn't that be fun?

-Mm, sure.
-You know, just going around,

like fighting stuff,
like, "Ah!"

-Whoa!
-Ah! My trousers.

Man, these are
the only trousers I have

that didn't burn in the fire.

-[snickering] "Trousers."
-Get some paper towels?

-Oh, yes. Okay.
-Please. Christ alive.

-You can barely see it.
-[door closes]

[chuckles softly]

I wasn't sure if-- uh,

if you were gonna have
my back, so thanks.

Yeah, of course.

I still love you.

Cool.

So, does your dad
know that, um,

that Sunny's, uh,
been impregnated?

Absolutely insane way
to distance yourself from it.

[chuckles] Um, no.

God, no.
It's humiliating enough.

Yeah, I'm not even sure if--
if Sunny's gonna keep it.

I mean, she's--
It's always sort of
one thing or another with her.

Well, would you keep me
posted on that?

'Cause I love
a good cliffhanger.

Why did you do this to us?

I don't know, maybe I just
wanted to be with someone

who thought I was
really great again.

-Ew.
-Recently,
all of our conversations

have been about how
I needed to change.

And I-- Okay, I-- I know that
I am flawed, I'll admit that.

Frankly, my self-awareness
has made it

a lot easier for me
to forgive you.

I already have, you know?

But, I guess
the only question is...

will you ever be able
to forgive me?

Can we--
I wanna back up.

Did you...

You forgive me?

I do.

I mean, who hasn't gone
a little crazy

-after a bad breakup?
-Well.

-That's what Katie's
going through.
-Yeah, that's true.

I had a prom date
stand me up,

and, uh, I dropped out
of high school.

-Oh.
-Yeah, went out on the road

following Limp Bizkit around.

-[chuckles] Really?
-Yeah.

Guess how many times they,
uh, called me up on stage?

-Seventeen.
-Seventeen?

You ever seen anybody get
called up on stage 17 times?

That's an outrageously
high number.

I was called on stage
three times.

-Katie's a really good kid.
-Ah!

-Whoa!
-You stupid fuck.

You're lucky he didn't leave
his gun in here.

Oh, actually, I did.
I'm just gonna yoink that--

-Oh! Heads up!
-Jesus Christ!

-Gun on the floor.
-[groaning]

You know, I never
put it back right.

That's the main--
There we go.

[♪ upbeat music playing]

♪ Oh, oh, I ♪

♪ I played the fool ♪

♪ I laugh at me,
I'm trying, trying ♪

♪ Falling sometimes,
sometimes flying ♪

♪ Cry me an ocean
of one-liners ♪

♪ Cruel, cruel, cruel ♪

Before we get started,

submissions for
The Ludlow Review
are open,

so get us your poems
and short stories.

I can tell you,
nothing feels better

than seeing your work
in print.

My first published piece

is still taped
on my dad's refrigerator

next to
a Georgia Bulldogs magnet

and the number of a plumber
who died about six years ago.

My stuff's not going
on the fridge.

'Cause I write about
real life.

And in real life, I pull.

-Hmm?
-I'm talking threesomes.

-Girl-on-girl, milf, dilf, Eli.
-[door opens]

-What's that?
-You wanna get pegged?

-Okay.
-I have asthma.

Okay, well,
bring your nebulizer.

Eva. Heel, girl.

Okay, diving back
into Emily Dickinson.

Hey, Walt.

Got you a double espresso
in a big cup.

[Walt] Ah, thank you.

I think our favorite barista
might have cut her own bangs.

Something is deeply off.

I can't worry
about Beverly right now.

We just heard about
a new Green Initiative,
and he's...

The trustees are shoving
a very complicated policy
down my throat.

Okay, you wanna take
one of our coffee walks?
You can vent.

[sighs]
I don't know.

-Good morning, Dean Riggs.
-Hi.

Oh, Professor Shepard.
Hi, buddy.

Cristle, can you send me
a student file?

Gracie Shaw.
She says she has ADHD.

But I think she's just lazy
and a little dumb.

Or she's really struggling.

Let's all root for her.

How are you friends
with this guy?

We're not close.
I keep him at arm's length.

You two are having dinner
tonight at 7:30.

Th-- thank you, Cristle.

Oh. My bad.

Hey, Walt?
Can we talk for--

Oh. Oh. Hi.
How you doing?

-Great.
-Great.

How'd you sleep?

-How did I sleep?
-Yeah. Mm.

-I'm gonna go.
-Alright.

-May I ask you a question?
-Yes, come. What can I do
for you, Greg?

Well, this is about Katie.

Fire away.
Just don't ask how I slept.

That was bone-chilling.
What's the deal there?

-Nothing, there was no deal.
-Oh, please.

There was an undeniable
sexual energy in that room.

I thought I was
in Latin America.

-[scoffs]
-But I know, I know.

You're a gentleman,
you don't kiss and tell.

We didn't kiss.

So, you wanted to,
but she said no?

[scoffs]

[Walt] Oh.

She wanted to,
but you said no.

How are you doing this?

It's all in
the microexpressions.

-Uh...
-Come on now, give me the--

Give me the goss,
and we'll get onto your thing.

No, I'm here
because I wanna make sure

that Katie's job is safe.

Well, her job
is absolutely not safe.

She burned down
a historic faculty house.

That was an accident!

She also assaulted a professor
down at the police precinct?

That was on purpose.

To be clear, I like Katie.
But I am also tasked...

-[computer chiming]
-...with protecting
this institution,

and I'm-- I'm struggling
with that.

Oh!

Good news.
Struggle's over.

Katie resigned.

No, she didn't.

Wow, that is big font.

Let me talk to her
before you do anything.

Please.
As a friend?

Friends share secrets,
Greg.

Really?

[♪ upbeat music playing]

[sighs] Alright.

I think Dylan
found me charming.

[slaps desk]

-Now, we're cooking, Greg.
-We're so not cooking.

[indistinct chatter]

Ah.

Privet, mamochka.

Uh, what happened
to your eye and pants?

Funny story about that.

I was walking down Stone Hill,
and I fell.

-Hilarious.
-Yeah.

So, I got your text.
What's up? You okay?

Yes. Uh, I told you
I was pregnant, right?

Mm-hmm.

No one gets my jokes.

Listen, I just want you
to know, Sunny...

-Mm-hmm.
-...that it's such
a big decision.

And whatever it is you
decide to do--

I'm keeping it.

Oh. Great.

I know there are
a million reasons

I shouldn't have this baby.

I was supposed
to go to Burning Man.

I think you'd love
Burning Man.

But no matter how hard
I try to not want it...

I find that I still do.

Absolutely.

Okay, okay.
I'm sorry.

That's-- This is-- It's just--
This is a lot.

I know.
It's a lot for me, too.

But I've got an interview

for an internship
in, like, an hour.

So, if you could just
pretend to be all in...

-Oh.
-...I'd really
appreciate that.

I am, 100%.

Ah, it feels like 80,
but I'll take it.

[blows kiss]

[student] And now, my mom
has to go to the hospital again.

So, we have to do
all this kind of testing,

and she hates needles.

-It's, like, really stressful--
-That's amazing. BRB.

It-- it just like-- Okay, yeah.

Oh!
Hey, Professor Bates.

What is going on
with your pants?

-Whatever it is, I love it.
-Has it ever felt

like everything
you've ever worked for

is just slipping
through your fingers?

-Yeah.
-You know,
I was gonna spend

the next six months
working on my book.

I-- I mean,
I'm not kidding myself.

I know that-- I know that
geopolitical nonfiction

isn't exactly the recipe
for a sexy bestseller,

but I just think the people
who would love it

-would really love it.
-I would love it.

Instead, I'll be making runs
to Costco

for... rotisserie chicken
in a Toyota Sienna.

Oh, my mom has a Sienna.

You can open the trunk
with your foot.

-Ah.
-[phone ringing]

Um, I'm sorry
to dump all this

on your shoulders, uh...

-Gina.
-Gina. Mm. Yeah.

You can dump anything
on my shoulders.

Beg your pardon?

Uh, not you,
Roland, sorry.

Uh... uh...

Uh, hello. Right.

So, I go down
to the front desk

because I locked myself
out again.

-Yeah.
-And they hand me a ladle

with a key on it
that opens all of the doors.

-How cute is this town?
-I know what you're doing.

-Don't bother,
my mind is made up.
-Not doing anything.

New England,
believe the hype.

Oh my gosh, what is this?

It's a year-round
Christmas store.

It is a year-round
Christmas store.

How can it stay in business?

Because it has
amazing hot chocolate.

Dad, I need to go somewhere

so I can have a fresh start
without all the noise.

[Greg] [scoffs]
Are you kidding me?

-Dad.
-Oh, my God.

They give you
a peppermint stick
to stir it with.

Do you think I don't know about
the fucking peppermint sticks?

I've lived here for three years.
I love those sticks.

Then, don't give up

just because of one
tiny little setback.

Okay, several major,
terrible setbacks.

Are you kidding?

Mom left you five years ago,
and you gave up like that.
[snapping]

At least I'm planning
on starting over.

I'm not moving to Florida

to hide from life,
it's pathetic.

-Mm.
-[Katie] Oh, my God.

That was way too mean.
I'm sorry.

-It's okay.
-I'm sorry, that was so mean.

[Greg sighs]

By the way,
I'm not hiding.

I am also collecting shells,
and I'm thinking

-about joining a cult.
-[laughing]

I'm expanding
The Ludlow Review.

Instead of one issue,
I'm putting together two.

Winter and spring.
I need your budgetary approval.

What an unladylike way to ask.

The new student center
drained the endowment,

so the purse strings
are fairly tight right now.

I'm sure they are,
but the Review

is a cornerstone
of the arts program.

The poetry department
is one of the things

that attracts students
to the institution.

Oh, I know, it's huge.
All the freshmen show up

wearing the jerseys
of their favorite poets.

E.E. Cummings!

-This prehistoric fucker.
-[knocking]

Hey, let's go.
Cristle said you
got 20 minutes

-for a coffee walk.
-[Cristle] Fifteen!

-Thank you, Cristle.
-I just got into it with Riggs,

and I need to tell you about it,
just in case

he tries to undercut me
at your little dinner tonight.

Yeah, fine, fine.
But, uh, then I wanna hear

every sordid detail about you
throwing yourself at Greg.

-Excuse me?
-[Walt] I respect it.

Shoot your shot.
I would.

The man's a silver fox,
for God's sake.

[Greg] I know I've only
been here a couple of days,

but I am really gonna
miss this place.

I never took the cock.

Well, I'm sure
that is a fun topic

for you and your
gal pal friends,

-but I don't think
I wanna hear about that.
-Come on.

It's the weather vane.

-[Greg] Oh!
-It's a tradition here.

One of the professors
takes that,

hides it on the campus,
and then if a student finds it,

everyone gets the day off.

I just wish
I'd done it once.

Honey, then just stay
and do it.

Yeah? Come on.

Wow.

[gasps]

[Katie]
I've never seen her
look like that.

-At least now we know
what makes her special.
-Dude.

-What?
-No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

You're the one who said
it would make more sense

if you knew how she was special,
and now we know.

Don't let that derail you.
You are a rock star.

-You keep saying that,
Dad, but I'm not.
-You are a rock star.

-Yeah, you are.
-I'm a loser.

No, honey.
Gosh, you're not--

-Sweetie, you're not a loser.
-I am a loser.

And I'm done
with this place, okay?
Go get your cocoa.

I know that's what you've been
thinking about, anyway.

I'm not thinking
about a cocoa, honey.

[slurping]

Walt. She's in.
Katie's not leaving.

-Oh, that's great news, Greg.
-[barista] Here you go.

-[Walt] Thank you, Beverly.
-Yeah.

Definitely an issue there.

-Happy about Katie.
-Ah.

The, uh, local police officer
is somewhat overzealous,

but I'll just have him
to the hothouse...

-Mm.
-...and I will talk to him.

-Okay.
-Katie is going to have to write

an apology to the board, but--

Let's clean up our trash,
please, boys and girls.

But she can blame
the whole thing on women stuff.

Hormones, wrong meds.

Mm, she will love that.

And after a short suspension,
she will be good to go.

Thank you. Very grateful.
Thank you, Walt.

Did you know Teddy Roosevelt
saved American football?

-No.
-In 1905,

twenty college
football players died.

Teddy summoned
all of the coaches

down to the White House,
where he helped evolve the game,

saving America's pastime.

Do you know
why I'm telling you this?

No, but I bet
it'll hit me later.

[Walt]
Our finest president
wasn't being selfless.

He wanted his son
to play for Harvard

without getting
his skull cracked.

He... got something
out of it.

Walt, if there is ever anything
that I can do for you,

say the word.

Take the
writer-in-residence gig.

-Oh... no.
-Come on.

It's just till the end
of the semester.

It'll be a feather in my cap
to have a bestselling author

that the parents
have actually heard of.

-Very flattering, but--
-Do me a favor, Greg.

Take a look at that.
Your ex-wife's name

is on our brand-new
student center.

You are practically
family here.

Mm, that's a stretch.

Plus, I'm not really
offering you a choice.

This is a deal point.

-Really?
-Really.

[sighs]

My hand is not
usually this warm.

It's because of the hot cocoa.

-[students chattering]
-[door opens]

[Archie] Sorry.
Sorry, sorry, sorry. Alright.

Settle down.
[laughing]

Uh, I just had
the funniest,
crazy thing.

It's... [laughing]

Uh, hello.

So, when we left off,

uh, Lenin was about to overthrow
the Romanov dynasty...

[laughing]

-[students chuckling]
-[Gina laughing loudly]

So sorry, the maddest thing
just happened.

I have a friend, Roland.

He's actually my--
my old roommate at uni.

Oh, you went
to Cambridge, right?

[snapping] Yes, I did.
Someone's been listening.

He wants me,
little old Archie,

to be a talking head
on BBC News tomorrow.

-[students murmuring]
-A-Apparently,
I am a "major voice

in UK-Russian relations."

-Not my words, Your Honor.
-[laughter]

Oh, man.
I mean, I-- I can't.

We've-- we've got class.
I couldn't.

-What?
-Yeah. Oh, no.

I couldn't-- I couldn't
do that to you guys.

-You have to do it.
-I shouldn't.

-Come on! Yes.
-Should I?

[students] Yes!

-Yeah? What do you think?
-Yeah.

-Liv?
-Yeah, you're gonna slay.

Absolutely.
Benji, what do you reckon?

Shut the fuck up, Benji.
Come on, mate.

-[laughter]
-So, good. Good, yeah?

-Good?
-[cheering and applause]

[snapping and cheering]

Thanks for letting me pretend

that I needed
to be convinced, anyway.

Okay, uh, let's get back
to Comrade Lenin

and slaughtering those bloody
Romanov girls, then, shall we?

[crickets chirping]

[♪ "You Never Knew Me"
by Magazine playing]

♪ I don't want ♪

-♪ To turn around ♪
-[text whooshing]

♪ And find
I got it wrong ♪

[people chattering]

-Here you go, guys.
-Ooh, bacon!

Enjoy.

[Spooner] Thanks, dude.

[text whooshing]

[sighs]

-You good, man?
-Ah, I don't know, Tommy.

My daughter's going
through something.

She's not handling it well.

Yeah, I meant,
are you done?

Oh, yes.
Yeah, you can--

-You can give it to your
animal friends over there.
-Sweet.

-Gentlemen.
-Mm.

Mm. Ketchup.

Maybe I'm just not
the greatest dad.

Oh, we're still going.
Okay.

Yeah, uh, what'd you do?

-Like, neglect her?
-No.

-Were you an alcoholic?
-What? No.

-Did you, like, abuse her?
-My God, no!

-Smack her around a little bit?
No judgment.
-[Greg] No. No.

There should be
judgment with that.
Thank you, guys.

-I can handle it from here.
-Yeah, we're good, we don't--

We don't need your help,
we're good.

-I'm-- You, too.
-Uh, yeah. Of course.

-[Dylan] Well, well.
-Oh.

Thank goodness.
A sane person.

Did you tell Walt I tried
to have sex with you?

Mm, no-- Well, hi.

Uh, no.

Not verbally.

Have you ever heard
of microexpressions?

So, you didn't say,
and I quote,

"Dylan found me
quite charming"?

What?

Yes, I did, I said that.

I said those exact words,
but not in a braggy way.

Say it in a non-braggy way.

[in flat, wheezing voice]
Dylan found me quite charming.

No human being
talks like that.

[chuckles] I did brag.

I was practically
beating my chest.

[laughing] I'm sorry.

-How can I make it up to you?
-Buy me breakfast.

Done. Tommy?
Tommy, I need you.

[♪ rock music playing]

[grunting]

Oh, bollocks.

Ah, cock in hell.

-[phone chiming]
-[professor] But what
do we trade it for?

I keep answering for you,
and I-- I don't want
to keep doing that.

I feel like
I'm screaming into a well.

You know,
Elizabeth was right.

Anytime Katie had a problem,
I would swoop in.

-I am a swooper.
-Mm.

So, you were basically
always there for her?

-Okay.
-Shit.

-Is she okay?
-It was too much.

Now, she does not
have the toolset

to deal with adversity.

She's gonna leave,
and there is nothing
I can do about it.

Greg, I wanna
tell you a story.

It isn't about
Teddy Roosevelt, is it?

No. It's about me.

-Oh, good.
-When I was a kid,

I got accepted
into the University of Georgia.

-Mm, the Bulldogs.
-Mm-hmm.

Twenty minutes from my home.
No-brainer.

-Mm-hmm.
-But then I also got into Brown.

-Mm.
-And that's super far away.

And I was scared
that all of the other kids

were gonna be smarter
than I was.

-Mm-hmm.
-So, I chose Georgia.

One morning, my dad
plops two tickets into my lap

nonstop to Providence,
Rhode Island.

Neither of us
had been out of the state,

and I was just super excited
to go on a trip, so off we went.

Yeah, we traveled all the time
when Katie was a kid.

She's been everywhere.
She loved Prague.

She used to call it "Pwag."

-You weren't done, were you?
-When we got to Providence...

-Okay.
-...instantly, I knew
I had to go to Brown.

And so, I did.

-Hmm.
-Be like my dad.

Find a way in.

Doesn't matter what it is,

just something to let
her know you give a shit.

[♪ upbeat music playing]

[snickering]

[metal squeaking]

[Greg grunting]

Come on. Come on.
Come on.

[grunting and sighing]

What am I doing?
This is stupid.

Oh. Come on.

-[♪ music stops abruptly]
-[grunting, exclaiming]

No, no, no, no, no, no!

-[screaming]
-[thud]

I got it!

-Ouch!
-Okay, quit squirming.

-I'm almost done.
-[scoffs] God.

Katie burned all my clothes,
she punched me in the eye,

and I'm the one who's
gonna look like an idiot

in front of millions of people.
It's just not fair.

So, Katie did that?

You didn't tell me.

Yeah, yeah, yes.
Okay, yes, fine.

She did it, yes.

And this whole thing
is such a bloody mess.

-Mm.
-Do you know, I sneak out
of this hotel every morning

to avoid running into her dad,
who is, of course, staying here,

eating every single last one
of their bar nuts.

God, that man loves nuts.

Lots of people love nuts.
I love nuts.

God, why is this
happening to me?

Is that rhetorical,
or do you want
an actual answer?

I can take it.

I think it's because
some people see you

as a narcissistic asshole
with a punchable face.

-Case in point.
-Do people see me that way?

Some people do.

-Do you see me that way?
-No.

Not all the time.

I mean, you're choosing
to stay at a hotel

instead of my apartment,
and some people

might find that perplexing.

You have a roommate,
and, you know,

moving in is a--
is a big step.

We're having
a child together.

Okay, well... [sighs]
if I'm such a total bastard,

why would you even
wanna be with me?

Well, at first,
mostly your face.

But then, also your mind,
and that accent.

Seriously, it's like having sex
with Paddington Bear.

-And that does it for me.
-Well, a wise bear

always has a marmalade sandwich
underneath his hat.

-What are you talking about?
-It's just what the bear says.

[Sunny]
Look, every human
is a mixed bag.

We all have our good qualities
and our terrible ones,

and neuroscience tells us
our brains have plasticity.

That means through repetition
and intention,

we decide
who we're gonna become.

And you?
I think you're at a crossroads.

But I think you
are going to step up

and become the man
I know you're capable of being.

-And what if I don't?
-Well, then I move on.

There, all done.
Anything else?

-A bold lip, perhaps?
-I think I'm good.

Coward. [sighs]
I'm going back to class.

[Greg crowing]

Oh.

Huh?

[laughing]

-You took it?
-Yeah, I did.

[laughing]

You did the one thing
I never did

to make me feel worse?

Hmm. Okay.

[sighs] Look,
I know you didn't like it

when I called you a rock star,
but you are.

-Please don't.
-You are.

Get over it.

But recently, you have been
doing some stuff

that's a little loser-ish.

I know, because
I have been there.

Lack of game
recognizes lack of game.

Ugh.

Katie, you were
right about me.

I didn't bounce back.

And I am not resilient.

And I hope I didn't
pass that down to you.

Come on.
You love this place.

The only thing
you need to do to stay
is to be brave.

And to write a letter that says
that you're mentally ill.

-Jesus Christ.
-Ack.

Help me write it.

The Elizabeth Stoddard
Student Center just opened.

You'll notice,
right behind you,

we kept the original
brick facade from 1821.

-[Dylan] Cristle said
you were here.
-[Walt] Thank you.

You know,
I hate this damn building.

-Ah.
-They took a classic example

of Neo-Gothic architecture
and slapped a greenhouse on it.

-Well, they also added
a smashburger place.
-Exactly.

We're sacrificing
tradition for what?

More fat kids?

We damn sure
got plenty of those.

No, no.
Not out loud.

-Thank you.
-Okay.

What brought all this on?

-Rough dinner with Dean Riggs.
-Mm.

And I had to tell him
we were cutting his budget.

It just feels like this
is my whole job now.

People come
and ask me for things

that they really care about,
I have to say no,

and then they
hold it against me.

Okay, your real friends know
that this comes with the gig.

-We're not gonna
hold it against you.
-Hope so.

I have to move
The Ludlow Review online.

It's part of
our Green Initiative.

Every year we print it,
it just winds up

littered all over campus
like a paper factory exploded.

Walt, you can't do that.

So many people
are gonna be upset.

No. The 36 students
who get published
will be upset.

Some of their 72 parents,
and...

and me.

I read it cover to cover
every year.

I'm really sorry.

[Greg] "All of that said,
I am truly and profoundly sorry.

My behavior was unhinged,
and I--"

-I don't love "unhinged."
-Really?

I'm gonna use
"overwhelmed."

It's your letter.
Doesn't have to be great.

But I love it.

[Katie] Okay, done.

-Look at this guy.
-Mm.

-I get to hide him, right?
-All yours.

I'm gonna save it for when
I need a pick-me-up.

Like, first time
I see that fucker

-pushing around a stroller.
-Mm.

-Wait, what now?
-[sighs]

[♪ intense music playing]

Hi!
Hi, I'm so sorry.

-I forgot my key again.
-No problem.

-[sighs]
-That's happening to you a lot.

I know,
I'm so mad at myself!

How do we expect
the Russian government

to respond to this bold move
from Downing Street?

Well, it's certainly
not going to go smoothly,

that's for sure.

-You got her pregnant?!
-No, is that a ladle?

-[grunting]
-[ladle thwacking]

[♪ intense music continues]

Not now!

-Mr. Bates...
-It's a big opportunity, Greg!

...you're live on the BBC.

-[thwacks]
-Ow!

-[both shouting]
-[bed crashing]

-Is that Greg?
-Yes.

Fuck him up.

[both grunting]

-Oh!
-Oh, my God.

-Oh!
-Oh!

[rapid smacking]

-Eli! Eli!
-[Eli coughing]

Eli, you okay?
You need your inhaler?

[gasps]

[exhales sharply]

[sighs]

[♪ "Beautiful Girl"
by INXS playing]

[phone buzzing]

[Walt]
Hey there.

You got a coffee walk
in you?

Can't. I'm really busy.

[phone beeping]

-[Walt] Hey.
-Hey!

I appreciate you putting
all this unfortunate
fire business to rest.

Oh, yeah.
No problem at all.

Say, when you were
in the cold plunge,

you didn't happen
to see my gun, did you?

-I did not.
-It's fine.

I probably left it on my dash.
[chuckles]

Ah! Oh! No.

[patting]
I left it at the gun range.

Best place to leave a gun.

They're hard to keep track of.

[knocking]

[sighs]

I thought I'd try
to be less perplexing.

[door slamming]

I'm funnier
than people think.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Ugh, this fucking guy.

Hello, Mo.
How are you?

What, are you moving in?

[Archie sighs]

Well, thanks for coming
to see me off.

Yeah.

I'm not, like, crushed
that you're leaving.

No offense.

-Um, but...
-[car starting]

...I am really glad
that you came.

Me, too.

-I love you.
-I love you back.

Bye, Dad.

Bye, sweetie.

-See you Monday!
-Wait, what?

-[Greg] Go, go, go!
-[tires screeching]

♪ Stay with me ♪

♪ Stay with me ♪

♪ Stay with me ♪

♪ Stay with me ♪

♪ She's so scared ♪

♪ So very frightened ♪

♪ Anything could happen ♪

♪ Right here tonight ♪

-♪ Beautiful girl ♪
-♪ Stay with me ♪

-♪ Beautiful girl ♪
-♪ Stay with me ♪

♪ She wanna go home ♪

[laughter]

[child] Bye-bye.
[blows raspberries]