Original subtitles

Wait.

Look.

We didn't come to stop you.

We figured that your only chance at a normal life was to leave this world.

Yeah, he's right.

We came to say goodbye.

I'm sorry.

I just want you and Charlie to be safe.

And you.

Take care of them.

A long time ago, the last time I saw you…

You were on a mortuary rack.

Your face was blue.

Your chest was black and purple.

You were sixteen.

How is this possible?

Is it really you?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yes. Mom.

It's me.

It's really…

It's me.

I'm… I'm from Chicago. Surprise.

I'm… It's a long story. It's a long story.

- Drink now. - Yeah.

Matt!

What?

Give me more whiskey.

You know that… I can say that. More whiskey.

Come on. Come on.

- No, no, no. That's enough. - It's Christmas.

- Santa, Santa, come on. - I love you...

I love you, but it's time to go, bud. It's time to go.

Fucking hell. Are you gonna vote?

You're gonna kick me out?

Time to... Just for tonight. Come on.

- One more. Come on. - Here's your coat. You want your coat?

Jason.

Jason.

Is your plan to drink yourself to death?

If you can't stop drinking, then let's get you some help.

If you don't want help…

…then know that I love you.

But I'm…

Not strong enough to watch my son die again.

Did you ever think about getting married again?

I went on two dates about a year after.

It just didn't feel right.

Do you ever feel lonely?

Your father and I had twenty-three great years together.

And I had sixteen years with you.

Some people don't even have one good year with anyone.

Thank you for letting me stay with you.

Thank you for believing in me.

Only if you want.

Happy Thanksgiving.

I have eight orders for my chairs!

That's my son.

I'm so proud of you.

I was wondering…

The twins' birthday is coming up soon.

Is it okay if maybe we put up a tree over there?

- I would love that. - Okay.

"I felt myself still reliving the past,

which was no longer anything more than the history of another person."

At 14 weeks, we went in for the first ultrasound

and we heard two heartbeats.

And we went from sheer joy to sheer terror…

And back to joy again.

"For there in this world in which everything wears out…".

Everything perishes,

one thing that crumbles into dust,

that destroys itself still more completely,

leaving behind still fewer traces of itself than beauty:

"namely grief."

Yeah. Good luck.

Okay.

Thank you.

Yeah, of course.

- Socks! For both of you! - Yeah.

Yeah.

I'll swap you.

Socks. Wow. Yeah.

Mom…

For you.

For me?

Yeah, well…

From Santa.

- From Santa. - It's from Santa.

So nice! Isn't it nice?

We could try radiation…

Which may… may be the best option.

You have so much to offer someone.

One day you're going to wake up and realize that you're old…

Do you want to be alone?

When I first arrived here,

I thought I did.

Now, it's suddenly six years since I left my world.

And…

That life feels like…

A dream.

A beautiful dream.

No… I don't want to be alone.

Just in here smelling books?

You saw that?

Afraid so.

All right, come on, don't pretend you're not doing it when no one's around.

Well, why do you think I bought this store?

So you're Maria.

Nice store.

You must be Jason.

I saw you getting out of your truck across the street.

Oh, yeah.

Do you only make chairs?

Yeah. Yeah.

Like, no tables or dressers?

Bookshelves?

Afraid not, no.

Well, can I help you find something?

Yeah, I'm looking for the last volume of In Search of Lost Time.

Well… That's like my prison read.

Your what?

It's just one of those sprawling classics you will never get through

unless you were locked up and had nothing but time.

That makes sense.

I started reading it while I was in the clink.

I'm messing with you.

Because my last two boyfriends were felons.

How is that book?

It's dense.

It's… It's challenging.

You really know how to sell a thing.

But it's also amazing.

You know, it's kind of about the idea that our memories of places and-and people

stay with us whether we want them to or not.

And it's about the search for truth.

What?

Come on. I'll show you where it is.

Okay.

Night.

Sleep okay?

Need anything?

I'm going to make some tea,

and then read to you.

That always helps you feel better, right?

Which one do you want?

It starts out…

"I sit beside the fire and think…."

Yeah, I remember.

Let's see.

Where are you?

This one.

You signed this book to me…

When I was ten.

And you…

Every time you came to a sad part…

You'd tear up,

and hand the book over to me to sign.

And then I would sign for you.

"I sit beside the fire and think

of all that I've seen.

The meadow flowers and butterflies and summers that have been.

"Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were."

"With morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair."

I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be

when winter comes without a spring that…

That I shall never see.

"For still there are so many things that I have never seen."

"In every wood in every spring, there is a different green."

I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago.

And people who will see a world that I shall never know.

But all the while I sit and think of times there were before.

"I listened for returning feet and voices at the door."

Hey.

Hi.

Babe, I can help as soon as I get this in the oven.

It's almost all of it.

I got it.

Okay.

- Hey. - Hi.

Any chance you could do me a favor?

I misjudged how much powdered sugar I'd need to frost the cake.

Wow, you're going all out?

Yeah, we're celebrating.

It's your first night here.

All right.

- Be right back. - Okay.

And get some wine.

None of the California bullshit.

Okay.

Who are they for?

A girlfriend.

We just moved in together.

Nice.

Congratulations.

But you don't want those.

No?

No.

Roses.

Yeah, always roses.

Hey, good luck.

Hey.