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Maggie, I'm calling about some of your mail.

You may have a stalker.

Previously on "A Million Little Things"...

My depression...

it's back.

Come here.

You are a fraud, Maggie Bloom.

Because of you, my son is dead.

There was this girl in my high school.

Greta Strobe. We were best friends.

When I found out she was gay, I didn't know what to say.

_

Does he know I was in prison?

I'm sorry, but I can't work here anymore.

I really need to talk to her face-to-face.

I know I can help her.

If you're so worried that I'm gonna destroy your car,

you might as well just drive me there yourself.

I'm in.

Alright.

You don't even know how stupid you sound.

Oh, my God. I-I'm telling you, it's "Ahh-ba."

And you lost your credibility when you claimed it was

pronounced David "Bao-ie", when everyone on the planet

knows it's "Bow-ie."

Okay, which one of us lived in Oxford?

You, for almost two weeks.

Trust me.

The first order of business when you get to England

is they teach you the correct pronunciation

for Bowie and ABBA.

It's a requirement when you land at Heathrow.

Don't you mean "Heath-rao"?

Ohh. How do you sleep at night?

Oh. It's right here. Oh. It's your boyfriend.

Oh. Um, I'll call him back later.

Maggie?

Hey!

How's it going?

Fine. Just thought I'd try you while I can

before this press conference.

Who were you just talking to?

Uh, it's me... Gare.

G... It's Gary Mendez.

Oh. Hey, man.

Uh, he's driving me to Albany.

Turns out the... the car came with the driver.

Yeah, dude, uh, it's been a lifelong goal of mine

to... to visit all the state capitals.

So, 1 down, 49 to go.

I just really needed some moral support,

and he's so precious with his car.

Totally get it. I'm glad he's there for you.

Makes me feel better knowing you've got muscle backing you

if your meeting with this woman goes south.

Okay, Bruce, coming!

Looks like we're starting. I gotta run.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I meant that for Gary.

Love you more, dude.

Wow.

Didn't realize you two were dropping the L-word.

Yeah. Sorry if that was weird for you.

No. No, no, no. I'm happy for you.

I'm even happier now

because you have to love the Bruins as much as I do.

GPS says we'll be there in an hour.

What time is Mrs. Bates expecting us?

Uh, she's not.

I...

She doesn't know we're coming.

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Babe?

You gonna get up,

or do you want to sleep some more?

I'm getting up.

Do you want me to make chocolate chip pancakes?

I'm not hungry.

Then can I show you some mime skills

Shanice taught me on set?

Not sure I would've laughed at that

even if I wasn't depressed.

Hey, that killed with the assistant director.

- Oh, man. - Dad again?

Uh-huh. Yeah.

He's like a teenage girl.

He has called me every day this week.

He wants to fly up from Miami for a visit.

Well, now that Angie's filed for divorce,

he needs a distraction.

I'm sorry.

I mean, it'd be nice if you'd let the nagging voice

of self-doubt in the back of my head speak for itself,

but you are right.

So, what are your plans for today?

Well, Katherine hooked me up with her contact at the DMV,

and I got the address where Valerie's car is registered.

I'm gonna go give her her last week's pay,

and then beg for forgiveness.

Maybe I should just stay here with you.

No, no, no, no. Please go.

I don't want to feel guilty for keeping you trapped

in the house, and this is not like before.

I'm not thinking about hurting myself.

Look, look, I'm already putting on my house shoes.

And I'm gonna call Dr. Heller,

make an appointment.

Okay.

I'll be back in an hour.

Kiana sent me these shells from the Gulf of Mexico,

so I have to find something good to put in my letter.

How about glitter?

Glitter's cancelled, Mom. It's a micro plastic.

It ends up in the fish, then it ends up in you.

Uh, paper confetti?

Cool!

Why don't I just send her a picture of me

standing in what used to be a rainforest?

Okay, what about an origami heart made from old newspaper?

Nailed it.

Thanks.

If you want, I can make one for you to give to your boyfriend.

My... My boyfriend?

You had a date the other day, didn't you?

You were wearing your special perfume.

Oh. Um, you got me.

I, um... I went out with someone, um...

but they're not my boyfriend.

Oh.

So, how are you with all that?

I'm okay with it.

I mean, I want you to be happy.

Does Dad know?

Not yet. It was just a first date.

Well, if you like him, I hope there's a second.

Uh, hello, let me in.

I have very important things to discuss.

Hey, what are you doing here?

I have a big update on the Strobe case.

T, why don't you head upstairs

and get folding while we talk business?

S'up, Carter? Looking fly.

Well, thank you.

Um, the judge approved a motion for you to,

um, bump up the court date.

The defense has no grounds,

and the evidence is, um... mounting.

Okay, drop the code. What'd you find on Greta?

Turns out your former BFF is living the best revenge,

if being basically a celebrity tattoo artist is revenge,

which it certainly is in my book.

Wow. She looks so cool.

Except for apparently how much she hates me.

I'm sure she doesn't hate you.

She's just ignoring your DMs because she's busy

being hot and sought after.

No, I think she might really hate me.

What happened with you guys?

We were best friends all through middle school.

She stayed over at my house almost every weekend.

One time, I was sick,

and she got up and went to the doughnut shop

to help my parents out with the weekend rush,

and then she ate too many crullers

and then she got really sick,

and then we spent the rest of the weekend

watching Miyazaki films.

Well, I like her already.

And then sophomore year,

she asked me to go to the homecoming dance.

What did you say?

I said I was waiting for John Hatcher to ask me,

and I didn't want to just go with a friend.

Well, that's not so bad.

And then she said, "I'm not asking you as a friend."

Oh, my God.

This is like "One Tree Hill", but with gay stuff.

I just laughed it off like she was joking,

but I knew she wasn't, and she knew I knew.

Uh, things were just awkward after that,

and, um, I kind of avoided her,

and we haven't talked since graduation.

Mm, well, there's only one way to find out

if she's still mad about it.

File an injunction against her for a fictitious reason

and be like, "Ha-ha, just kidding"?

Or you could go to Strobe Lights.

That's the name of her tattoo parlor.

Act like you're there as a customer,

and then you'll have your chance to apologize.

I'm definitely not getting a tattoo.

You don't have to get a tat.

You just have to look like

you're thinking about getting a tat.

But that's a lie.

Oh, my God. Have you even seen "One Tree Hill"?

If you want to apologize,

contact must be made by any means necessary.

Rise and shine, sleepyhead.

What are you doing here?

I talked to Gina.

She called, and she told me what was going on.

She shouldn't have, man. I'm fine.

Really? Because it is 11:30, and you are still in bed.

Yeah, 'cause I'm working on the visualization techniques

Dr. Heller taught me.

Right now, I'm lying on a beach in Maui

sipping on a fruity umbrella drink.

The cabana boy's about to bring me a burger.

Maui? Okay.

Come on.

You're going for a ride.

I promised Regina I'd keep an eye on you,

and I've got a whole day planned.

I took a risk there.

I've never been so happy to see pants.

I'm not getting out of this bed, man.

Fine.

If you're not getting out, I am coming in.

You want to be big spoon or little spoon?

- Neither. - Little spoon it is.

Oh, Rome, your bald head smells great.

Bro, take your spoon and fork off. Seriously.

I didn't want to have to do this,

but I'm about to roll out the sweet nothings.

Alright. Okay.

Alright.

Aw, man.

I take it you're not into ASMR?

Dude, you know I hate that stuff.

Sends chills up my spine, man.

Well, at least one of us can still feel chills in his spine.

Fine. You can text Gina

and tell her you've got eyes on me.

But let her know it's a hostage situation.

Let's go have some fun!

I know this whole thing seems crazy,

but I really have no other way of getting in touch with her.

Well, how did I not know

that you lost a client to suicide?

Because I never told anyone.

Justin was actually one of my first clients

in my private practice,

and he was referred to me

to help with his anxiety.

His brother had cystic fibrosis

and didn't make it to high school.

Well, I certainly get why you wanted to help.

Yeah, and I think I did.

At first.

I loved that.

But when I realized that Justin was developing

feelings for me, I tried to talk to him about it.

And he wouldn't.

So, I referred him to another therapist.

When I heard that he had taken his life,

I was devastated.

Not long after that, I moved to Boston.

Well, that's why you knew

so much about what John was going through.

That whole analogy about JFK Jr. and his plane.

Yeah. Justin lost sight of the horizon.

But he wasn't your client when he died.

So, why is his mother blaming you?

I mean, you saw the journal entries.

His feelings for me didn't end with our therapy.

So... what?

You want to go set the record straight?

No. No.

It's... That's not what this is about.

I heard the pain in her voice.

This woman has lost two children.

I just hate the idea that she might not be getting the help

that she so clearly needs because of mistakes I made.

What mistakes?

What mistake did you make?

I mean, m-mistakes she thinks I made.

Ugh, I love this song!

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

Hi. I'm looking for Valerie Sandoval.

I'm Valerie.

Oh.

You're looking for my mom.

Oh. Um, just want to talk to her about job stuff.

Is she home?

She doesn't live here.

Oh.

Do you have any idea where she is?

I thought you said we were gonna have fun?

And we are.

Today's actually a big day for me.

I am seven rides away from Mov'n Groov'n status.

Come on.

You'll be Goose, I'll be Maverick.

I handle the road, you handle music and climate control.

But remember, be polite. I have a 4.9 rating.

If I get a 5, they send me a hat.

Hey, there.

Alright. Joey C.?

- Yeah. - Great.

Let's find out where we're headed today.

The airport. Good.

We will have you there in...

52 minutes.

Hmm.

Hey, Adam. So good to see you.

Hi.

Cool place.

Just, uh, really like the artwork,

especially the single needle designs.

- Wondering if... - Name?

Oh, uh, Katherine.

But I don't have an appointment.

You're kidding.

No.

I thought Greta might be able to squeeze me in,

get some ink.

Some "ink"?

Let's see.

Greta's next opening is in three weeks.

Do you want to take it?

Oh. Uh, no. No, that's okay.

Um, I mean, maybe I might,

but, uh, I just have to check my schedule and call back.

Great.

♪ Why would I say what I would want? ♪

Okay.

Bye, then.

Uh...

bye.

Katherine?

Uh, hey, yeah. I-It's me.

I'm here to make an appointment.

Um, but you're very busy,

so I'll just come back another...

No, no. I-I'm almost done here.

Just hang on a sec.

Hey, Meetra, can you push the rest

of my appointments for today?

My good friend Katherine wants a tattoo.

You have arrived at your destination.

You know, you don't have to do this.

Maybe we just went for a long drive.

Took a bit of a detour through Albany

on our way to Boston Public Market

for Q's Nuts,

which was a missed opportunity to name it D's Nuts.

My point is, just because we came all this way

doesn't mean you have to go through with it.

Yes, I do.

Can I ask you something?

How is this any different from you telling Sophie

not to go visit the Gregorys and her doing it anyway?

Because unlike Sophie,

I'm not here to try to get answers.

I'm here to help Meredith get the help she needs.

Okay.

- What? - What?

You're trying to fix someone that hasn't asked for it.

And the only reason I know that's a problem

is because you've been telling me that

ever since I've known you.

Okay. You know what?

Two weeks of therapy with Dr. Jessica does not make you

an expert in human behavior.

You're right.

I just know that if I could go back to Peter's doorstep

and stop myself from going inside,

that is exactly what I would do.

Maggie.

It's me.

What are we really doing here?

We...

I'm here to say I'm sorry.

So, you probably saw my DMs.

Oh, no. Um, my assistant runs my socials.

You sent me a message?

Just that I've been considering getting a tat for a while,

and, uh...

I heard you're one of the best artists in town.

Hmm.

What kind of a tattoo do you want?

Oh. Um...

maybe something around Theo, my son,

or, I don't know... personal empowerment?

Okay, I'm lying.

I didn't really come here to get a tattoo.

I... I came here to apologize.

For what?

For that day on the beach.

For being so weird when you asked me to homecoming.

That was a long time ago. I-I've let it go.

It mostly just sucked losing my best friend.

I know.

I can't imagine what that was like

to finally reveal your truth to someone you really care about

and have them just disappear.

I'm so sorry.

You know, I skipped the homecoming dance,

and I got my first tattoo that night.

It was a little Totoro.

Shockingly, the college ladies didn't love that,

so I got it covered with this.

I guess in some ways,

I have you to thank for making me what I am.

Well, I don't know if this will help or hurt,

but I recently realized why... why I pushed you away.

Yeah, you didn't want to be associated with the queer girl.

I g... I get it.

No.

It's because I had feelings for you.

I just didn't realize it at the time.

I think I was too scared.

Uh-huh. Sure.

Really.

I, um... I recently got divorced,

and, um, a lot of stuff has come up for me,

stuff I think I wasn't ready to admit back then.

Wow.

How about this?

You always loved the water.

Waves are pretty powerful.

Plus, sometimes, it takes a minute for them

to catch up to themselves.

Dude, I can't believe he got mad at you

for calling him Al Pacino.

"Hoo-ah!"

There you go. See?

I knew we could put a smile on your face today.

Ed, I appreciate what you're doing, man,

but I-I don't need a babysitter.

I'm pretty sure I've said the same thing a few times

over the years, but no matter what,

you're always looking out for me.

I can't lose that.

There's a difference between what I'm feeling now...

Like I can't get out of bed...

And what I was feeling the last time...

Like I couldn't keep going.

Do you know what triggered it?

I don't know.

I mean, taking my film on the road was amazing,

seeing how it affected people,

but afterwards, there'd be these conversations.

Everyone needed me to just hear their own stories

of what it was like being Black in America,

and I think it just started sinking in.

Carrying that with me,

feeling like there was only so much I could do to help.

That makes sense.

Add to that...

waking up every morning alone

with Gina being gone for so long.

Have you told her that?

No.

I'm not gonna put that on her, man.

She needs to live her life.

She needs to hear what's going on in your head,

because what was going on in hers was probably way worse.

Ooh! Buckle up.

- Celtics game just got out. - Oh, no.

- Not doing that. - It's okay.

We have someplace else we need to be anyway.

Small confession.

This wasn't just about teaching you the intricacies

of my hustle.

It was a stall tactic.

When I got my diagnosis, my supervisor suggested

that I put my practice on hold,

but I kept seeing a few clients.

You weren't gonna let cancer win.

No, exactly.

And I really thought that I could help Justin.

He was processing so much grief over his brother,

and he was confused about his feelings for me,

and I was trying to address all of that at our last session.

And I-I-I reached up to tuck my hair behind my ear,

and...

a huge chunk of it came out in my hand.

I started treatment so quickly.

It was the first time that it... It hit me that I had cancer.

After that, I just lost it.

I started crying.

And he came over to hand me a tissue,

and when I looked up to thank him...

Whatever it is,

you can tell me.

He kissed me.

It was happening before I even realized it,

and I-I pulled away.

But maybe... maybe I didn't pull away as soon as I could've,

but in that moment, I think I really needed the attention.

I told him that kissing me was inappropriate,

and that as much as he was trying to help me,

that our sessions really needed to be

about me being there for him.

And then our time was up.

And, uh, he left.

The next day,

got an e-mail that he was canceling our next session.

I tried to follow up, but after that, it was just... silence.

But, Maggie, you didn't ask for that kiss.

That's not on you.

No, but I should have reported it to my supervisor.

That is protocol.

I was just too scared.

He would've looked into the case.

My license could've been suspended.

And when I found out he died,

I tried to put as much distance as I could

between me and Chicago.

But...

It wasn't until I saw those journal entries

and the drawing he made of me

that I realized how obsessed he was.

Meredith wasn't wrong.

I failed him.

As someone once told me...

when I was blaming myself for Jon's death,

it is never just one thing.

Justin lost sight of the horizon.

Yeah, he lost sight of the horizon.

But I was the storm cloud.

So, what's your move, Bloom?

'Cause I'm guessing that's your stalker.

I don't know. I don't know what to do.

My head is so scrambled right now.

Look, if walking over there and apologizing to that woman

is gonna make you feel better, then by all means.

Don't let me stop you.

No, that's exactly it. I...

I'm here to ask for forgiveness,

but that's to make me feel better.

Maybe...

Maybe she needs to blame me for this

so that she doesn't have to blame herself.

Wow, Dr. Jessica has got nothing on you.

Don't tell her I said that

in your secret therapist chatroom,

which I know exists.

So, what do we do?

We go find some comfort food?

The Albany equivalent of Q's Nuts?

No.

No, I need to get back to Boston.

I need to go on the air.

So, this is the surprise?

The smell of chlorine and old socks

supposed to treat depression?

My trainer Russ works here on Tuesdays.

He said we could hang out,

but the pool's only part of it.

Check it out.

It's not the beach on Maui you were visualizing earlier,

but it's the best we could do

in the middle of winter in Boston.

This guy Russ must really like you.

He does.

But not as much as Sophie likes you.

She did all of this.

Said she owed you for helping her when she was in a bad place.

It's her way of saying thanks.

You're a pretty hard woman to track down.

My new landlord lives on the second floor.

If you want, you can tell him all about my criminal record

and then he can raise the rent on me

just 'cause he knows he can.

Alright, I deserve that.

I messed up in Miami. I'm sorry.

Apology accepted.

Now you can stop calling and texting me every day.

Got this for you.

I forced them to do more vanilla pumps

than anyone's comfortable with, just how you like it.

This is also for you... Your last paycheck.

You don't have to pay me. I didn't work.

You didn't work because of me.

That's for you.

I don't expect you to actually forgive me, but...

at least I was honest with you.

We spent every day together for six months.

Why didn't you tell me you have a daughter?

How do you know that?

Because I met her.

I went to your mom's house to try to find you

so that I could pay you.

Regina, that's like five steps too far.

You totally crossed the line.

She looks so much like you.

You really think so?

Wait, do you remember Nathan Moretty?

Oh, my God, how could I forget?

He badgered me for months wanting to take me

on this, like, dream date to a place he described as,

"A place so amazing

I couldn't possibly imagine how magical it was."

Oh, no.

It was the wax museum.

And then when I finally caved and we went there,

I think it clicked for him

that we were not going to end up together

because I would not stop staring

at the Drew Barrymore figure.

He was so disappointed.

Wait a minute.

He asked you out after that.

Twice, but to be fair,

he asked the whole school, so I guess he just lost track.

Will you stand for me?

Yeah, or he just really wanted to go out with

the cutest girl in our class.

Hardly.

♪ Years come down ♪

♪ Cut like an arrow ♪

♪ Through the heart and bone ♪

♪ I'm dragging behind ♪

♪ Oh, my God ♪

Oh, wow.

I love it.

Okay, let's do it.

Ah, sleep on it for a few days.

I don't need to sleep on it.

I get a lot of recently divorced women in here

making impulsive decisions.

That stencil will last a week.

You owe it to yourself

to see if this whole thing is just a phase.

Well, too bad for them, but this is not just a phase.

I want it.

Now.

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ Hey, one more time ♪

♪ Back in the ring ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ One more time back in the ring ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ One more time back in the ring ♪

♪ Ooooh, ooh ♪

Vali's dad was out of the picture

as soon as that pregnancy test was positive,

but I knew I could manage raising her alone,

and that's what I did.

Things were good, but then I got greedy.

Someone taught me how to clone credit-card numbers.

$10 here, $15 there.

It added up.

I told myself I was doing it for Vali,

but the truth is it doesn't really matter why.

I was wrong, and I got caught.

I was in for three years.

Three years? For stolen credit cards?

I was originally sentenced to two and a half.

I promised Vali I'd be out for her 13th birthday.

And then my mom said Vali was getting in trouble at school.

When I heard that, I got desperate.

I got ahold of a burner phone

so that I could talk to her every night.

I mean, she needed her mom.

Of course she did.

When they found it in my cell, I got six more months.

I didn't make it out for her birthday.

And when I finally did get out,

she made it clear she didn't want me in her life anymore.

And who could blame her?

I mean, I'd missed everything.

Her first dance, her first kiss.

How do you get that back?

You don't.

But as someone who has pushed away a parent,

I feel confident saying that you should do whatever you can

to make sure you don't lose any more.

It's too far gone.

Besides, I could never give her the life

my parents are giving her.

I can't even get a job right now.

For a minute in Miami,

I thought I was doing something that might make Vali proud.

But instead, I screwed that up, too.

Mnh-mnh, you didn't screw it up.

I did.

I'm sorry I iced you out.

Hey, it's okay.

I just... I appreciate you giving me a second chance.

We all deserve them, right?

Thank you for doing this.

I know it's not gonna fix anything,

but I just wanted to give you a good day.

Talk to me, Goose.

Did I tell you they're gonna air my film on PBS?

Dude! Congratulations, man!

- That's so cool. - Yes, it is.

And the depression's still here.

It's why this time I'm realizing

it's gonna be like this my whole life.

It's never gonna go away forever.

I get that.

But I just think

it's about getting up every day

and doing what you have to do,

even if it's harder now.

You are absolutely right, bro.

What's happening?

What are you doing?

Oh, we're going swimming.

No, Rome, I'm serious, man.

I don't know if I can swim like this, come on.

Well, you said it yourself.

You got to do what you got to do,

even if it's harder now.

How's it feel?

Feels amazing.

Oh, my God.

Dude!

I think I'm standing!

Whoo! Oh-ho!

Bro!

I forgot how tall you are.

Even in the chair, I'm taller than you.

Is that right, huh?

Is that really?

Well, that was quite a journey.

Put some clicks on the old odometer,

worked through some complicated stuff.

Finally agreed that Agnetha Faltskog,

Anni-Frid Lyngstad, Bjorn Ulvaeus,

and Benny Andersson make up the supergroup ABBA.

Ah, thank you for coming with me.

And thank you for telling me what I needed to hear

and not what I wanted to hear.

I hope you know that no matter what happened in the past,

you're a really good human.

I mean it.

You're the best.

Big sports news out of Pittsburgh tonight.

Camden Lamoureux of the Boston Bruins

got off the ice after the second period

and didn't return for the third.

Word is it's an ankle injury.

Hey, it's me. I just heard the news.

Are you okay? Call me back.

- Wha... Hey. Oh, my God. - Hey.

I was just... Wait, is your ankle okay?

Oh.

It's fine. Don't tell ESPN.

When you texted me that you were going live on the air,

I wanted to be here with you.

But, Cam, your game.

Eh, so I miss the last period.

Those guys need the workout, trust me.

I'm so glad you're here.

Maggie, I should've gone to Albany with you.

I want that to be my job from now on.

Maggie.

You're on the air in five.

When Jane comes to kill me,

I'm gonna tell her you tied me up with a mic cable.

- Cam, come with me. - Yeah. Good luck.

Welcome to "In the Room with Dr. Bloom."

Tonight, I want to talk about holding ourselves accountable

for mistakes when we make them.

Hey, Dad, it's me.

I was thinking, you should come up next weekend.

I'd love to catch a game with you.

I also want to talk about forgiveness

and second chances

and to contemplate what it means

to learn from and let go of the past

and find a new path forward,

with all of the lessons we've learned along the way

as our guide.

Hey, Dr. Heller.

Rome Howard.

Yeah.

Yeah, I-I wanted to make an appointment

if you have anything for tomorrow.

O-Okay.

Great.

Y-Yeah, I'll... I'll see you then.

Because those lessons,

while sometimes painful to experience,

will hopefully make things a little easier

as we go forward.

You told Eddie about my depression being back?

Yes, I did.

Thank you.

Come here.

And if things still seem impossible,

just know that leaning on your loved ones and friends

can help bridge that gap.

You're my favorite spoon.

You may have heard a caller the other day,

one that was very angry at me

because of the loss and pain that she's feeling.

Meredith, if you are listening, and I hope you are,

I'm sorry that you've been through so much,

and I hope that your anger at me

does not stop you from seeking the help you deserve.

But please just be gentle with yourself,

because the weight you are carrying

would crush even the strongest of us.

And on a personal note,

I also want to thank someone I leaned on today,

someone who went to great lengths to be there for me.

Someone I love.

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