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Previously on
"The Affair"

- You look happy.
- A change is nice.

Are you ever coming home?

I don't think so.

- Where you from?
- Um, Queens.

Queens? I thought you said...

I came with my mom
when I was ten.

From Ecuador.

I'm undocumented.

Luisa,
I promise I will be

faithful to you.

I want you to trust me
above all others,

and I want to be worthy
of your trust.

I don't know
who Joanie's father is.

What? I-I don't understand.

I slept with Cole.

Right around the time
I got pregnant.

Six fucking months.

No explanation, no warning.

I'm better now.

And I'm back, and I'm not
gonna leave her again.

I'm still her mother.
She needs me.

I was at Woodlawn, and I was

counseling a grieving mother,
and it went so well

they've offered me a job.

What about the Lobster Roll?
What if we bought it?

Okay, so, uh,
how's it gonna work?

I thought we could ask Alison.

If what's
holding you back

from this is the fear that

it might lead to me
getting back together

with my ex-wife
who cheated on me,

that's not ever
going to happen.

I'll try and leave you
alone, okay? I...

I don't want to make anything
more difficult for you.

I built
this whole life.

I am building a whole house
just to prove to everybody

that I don't love you anymore.

But the truth is that I do.

I'm tired of pretending

that I don't.

I love you,

but this is your
decision to make.

This is my home.
Our home.

If you'll still have me.

I'll still have you.

♪ I was screaming
into the canyon ♪

♪ At the moment
of my death ♪

♪ The echo I created ♪

♪ Outlasted my last breath ♪

♪ My voice it made
an avalanche ♪

♪ And buried a man
I never knew ♪

♪ And when he died,
his widowed bride ♪

♪ Met your daddy
and they made you ♪

♪ I have only one thing to do ♪

♪ And that's be the wave
that I am, and then ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ I have only one thing to do ♪

♪ And that's be the wave
that I am, and then ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ I have only one thing to do ♪

♪ And that's be the wave
that I am, and then ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean,
sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back into the o... ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back into the o... ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back
into the ocean ♪

*THE AFFAIR*
Season 04 Episode 02
Episode Title: "Episode #4.2"

Hey.

We leaving or what?

You better
watch and learn.

Oh, sh...!

Sorry about that,
Grandpa.

Rad board.

Hey. Hey, you.

Would you mind moving
a little to the left, buddy?

Motherfucker.

Hey, sexy.

I thought I'd catch you
still in the water.

Look at this shit.

What happened?

Somebody must have backed into
me as they were pulling out.

Just now?

Yes, when I was in the water.

I gotta find a new break.

I mean, look at
this fucking place.

There used to be five, six
surfers in the water, max.

Now it's like Malibu.

Here.

Thank you.

- You didn't have to bring this to me.
- I missed you.

Oh, shit.

Hey. I got that meeting
with the Marshall Group,

and I promised Caleb
I'd talk to him beforehand.

Do you mind?

I don't think we can
do it ourselves, Caleb.

I'm not saying
it's not scalable.

I'm just saying
that I think the market

is inundated
with that kind of food.

Legal Seafood, Red Lobster,
Long John Silver's.

And besides,
we have no

marketing
or advertising budget.

If we were going to
franchise ourselves, we...

Because that's what
they're paying us for.

The franchisees need support.

Yes, the brand
and also the advertising.

Think about McDonald's.

It's not like
each one of those franchisees

is paying for their own TV ads.

Oh, shit.

What's up?

Oh, shit.

Hold on. Hey, I-I gotta
call you back.

Fuck, fuck.

Do you know him?

I don't think so.

It's okay. Hey, it's okay.

Let me do the talking.

- Yeah.
- Roll down your window.

Hi, Officer.

Is there a problem?

Is this your car, ma'am?

Mine, actually.

And you are?

Cole Lockhart.

We own
the Lobster Roll.

You aware your, uh... your
taillight's busted, sir?

Yes. That just happened.
I'm really sorry.

Sure it did. License and
registration, please, ma'am.

Uh,
I'm sorry, Officer.

I left my
license at home.

You're driving
without a license?

Well, I just walked down

to pick up my husband
at the beach.

Yeah, it's my fault.
I was on a call.

I asked her to drive.

- My mistake.
- Yeah.

Why don't you step out
of the car, ma'am.

Keep your hands
where I can see them.

- What?
- You, too, sir.

Hey, is Peter Brand
still on the force?

He's an old friend of mine.

He knows us both really well.

I have no idea who that is.

Uh, look, this is my car.

The taillight's
my responsibility.

I'll get it fixed immediately.

Do you have a license, ma'am?

Of course she
has a license.

I'm asking her.

Yes, I do.

Why don't you just
write me a ticket and do

whatever it is
you gotta do...

What's your name?

You said you live
locally, right?

Just tell me
your name,

I'll radio it in,

we'll look up your
license number from our files.

Luisa Lockhart.

Thank you, Ms. Lockhart.

Please wait right here.

Hey.

Hey, we're gonna be fine.

It's okay. We're married.

No, it doesn't matter, Cole.
They don't care.

Listen, I gotta answer
a call on the other

side of town,
so I'm gonna let you go,

but next time
I see you driving, Ms. Lockhart,

you better have
your license on you.

Of course she will.
Thank you, Officer.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Hey.

Here.

Hey. I was looking
everywhere for this.

Where'd you find it?

Uh, behind
the washing machine.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah.

Mr. and Mrs. Lockhart,
it's so nice to see you again.

I-I've been
practicing so much.

I'll leave you
to it, then.

Maybe a round
of coffee?

Oh, that would be wonderful.
Thank you. - Welcome.

- Please.
- Thank you.

Your wife is quite an asset.

Yes, she is.
Thank you.

Will Ms. Bailey
be joining us today?

Of course. I just think
she's running a little bit late.

Oh. Should we wait?

No, it's fine.
We can... we can catch her up.

Okay. Wonderful.

So, Mr. Lockhart,

we appreciate you
even taking this meeting,

because we know you
haven't historically

been open to the concept
of franchising.

We hope to prove
to you today that,

with the right approach,
this expansion strategy

will provide you and your
lovely wife limitless revenues

while preserving
the integrity

of the institution
you worked so hard to build.

That sounds great.

Are you sure
you don't want us

to wait for Ms. Bailey,
Mr. Lockhart?

No, it's fine.

Do you want me to call her?

- Sir?
- Thank you.

Thank you.

So, let's begin.

I think we
have effectively

shown you where
in the marketplace

we feel there's
consumer demand

for a restaurant
that feels

authentically
Eastern Seaboard.

Now we have come up
with some visuals

that just slightly
tweak the signage.

Hi.

Sorry I'm late.

Hey.

Hi. I'm Alison.

Hi. So glad
you could make it.

Nice to meet you.
So, what'd I miss?

You're perfectly
timed, Ms. Bailey.

I was just about
to show Mr. Lockhart

our new branding concept.

Wow. Wow.

That's, um...

That... Yeah.

Are you mad at me
because I was late?

Forty-five minutes late.

I said sorry.
I was studying,

and I just... lost
track of time.

Do you have any idea what
a bad impression that makes?

This restaurant group is huge.

They own
Outback Steakhouse, IHOP,

- Five Guys...
- Wow. IHOP.

They did $6 billion dollars
in revenue

last quarter alone.

- Yeah, that's a lot of money.
- And I'm trying to make a

good impression so that they'll
make a competitive offer,

and you show up
looking like a fucking coed.

Don't they have to make us
a competitive offer

since we're not actually
interested in selling?

Ali, if you want to be
a part of this process,

will you please just try to take
it a little more seriously?

Show up on time.

Dry your hair.

Give them the respect
that they deserve.

Dry my hair?

Since when do you care so much
what city people think?

We're not in
high school anymore.

I wear a tie
to a business meeting.

I try not to waste
people's time.

It's called adulthood.
Join me here, why don't you?

Okay, I'm sorry.

I've let you down
once again, Cole.

I'm gonna go now.

They want to take us
to dinner tonight.

7:30, Turf
in East Hampton.

Fancy.

You think you can make it?

Will your busy schedule
allow for it?

I'll be there.

Wear a dress.

Wow.

Ready to go?

Uh, yeah.

I mean, no.

I gotta change,
but yeah.

How much did they offer?

Two-point-one against 90%
of the company.

Plus a small portion

of the future franchise
royalty fees.

Well, that seems
like a lot, right?

Actually, no, it's not.
Not for this model.

But because they're picking up
all of the other costs...

The... construction, design,
development, everything...

They want a bigger piece
of the profits.

Still, you'll own ten percent
of the company.

Plus, won't you
be getting part

of the annual revenue
of all franchised restaurants,

plus whatever this royalty fee
turns out to be?

Yeah, it adds up.

And 2.1 million isn't
anything to sneeze at.

I mean, that alone
would make you pretty rich.

Us. It would make us
pretty rich.

You could buy back
your family's ranch.

Yeah, maybe.

So, why do you seem
depressed?

Because I bought
the Lobster Roll to save it.

I mean, Oscar was gonna turn it
into a fucking bowling alley.

If I sell it now,
what was the point?

I don't know what I'm doing.

Sir?

Oh.

That's great.

Thank you.

Would you all
like to order,

or are you still waiting on
the last member of your party?

We could wait
a little longer.

No. She must be held up
somewhere, so...

we should go ahead
and order.

I'll take the rib eye,
well done.

Excellent choice, sir.

And for you, ma'am?

A butternut squash
torte, please.

It's the chef's
special tonight.

You'll love that. Ma'am?

Um, I think...

I'm gonna have
the halibut.

And would you like
that served with the baby kale?

Uh, yeah,
that would be wonderful.

- Thank you.
- Excellent.

Sir, what can I get for you?

Think I'll have the...

Say it for me.

Oh, paella.

Paella.

- Paella.
- Paella.

Yes.

I just love
how she says it.

It's an
excellent choice, sir.

We make that
with wild farro here.

And what can I
get for you?

I'll have the blackened,
uh, prawn pasta.

Oh, terrific.

So, what do you
think about Miami?

I would love to go
to Miami. I've never been.

We would love to have
you there

- as soon as possible.
- You have excellent taste, sir.

Of course,
we'd ask your husband first.

We wouldn't just
steal you from him.

What's that?
You're gonna steal my wife?

No. Mrs. Lockhart
was telling me

she got her degree
in hospitality.

We have a new property
about to open in Miami,

and it's practically begging
for someone like Luisa

at the front
of the house.

So, what do you say,
Mr. Lockhart?

We franchise
the Lobster Roll,

make you a rich man,

and then set you up in
a penthouse on Miami Beach.

We're going to Miami.

That's the spirit.

We'll talk about it
when we get home.

Cole.

We should have a toast.

- Sure.
- Yeah.

Cheers.

Luisa.

Look, next time you want
to go on a dinner date

with your ex-wife,
just leave me out of it.

Oh, for fuck's sake,
she's my business partner.

Yeah, I know.
Lucky her.

I'm sorry.

I was not looking for Alison.

You know how places
like that make me feel.

They make my skin crawl.

I just wanted
to get out of there.

And I hate wearing
these clothes.

Thank you for being
so wonderful.

And thank you
for learning Mandarin.

I don't know what I'd do
without you.

Look, this is a huge decision.

Do I not get to have
a hard time with it?

No, you don't.

What exactly
is the problem here?

They're offering to make you
an incredibly rich man,

and you don't have
to do anything.

Us. They're offering us.

Why do you keep
talking about this

as though it has nothing
to do with you?

You want to know
what I hate?

I hate that I can't take
that job in Miami.

That I can't take
any interesting job.

That I can't put my degree
to use in this fucking country.

That I'm totally
fucking dependent on you.

Stop.

I hate that I have to use
your credit card.

That you sign all our checks.

And it's going
to be like that

for the rest
of my life.

I hate that a fucking cop
can pull me over

and my only hope
is that you know him

and he likes you
so he won't fuck with me.

Listen, what happened
this morning...

What if you decide
to leave me?

I am not going to leave you.

Well, clearly not today.

Alison is busy.

Fuck you.

Maybe we can try again
to get you a green card.

We've been over this
again and again.

You know, I-I would have to
leave the country for ten years.

So we'll file for a waiver.

How?

I'm not a student.

They don't care
that we're married.

I came illegally.

I have no special skills.

I have no children of my own.

I can't demonstrate hardship.

Nobody would care
if I leave tomorrow.

I would.

And then I have to sit at dinner
like a fucking escort

and listen as they throw
opportunities at you.

And you're depressed
because you don't want

to wear a fucking tie!

Enough.

I'm going for a walk.

Good.

Do I know you?

Yeah, I think you decked me

with your board this morning
and then called me "Grandpa."

Ah...

That's right.

Yeah.

Sorry about that, bro.

Yo, let me make it up to you.

You want a beer?

That's all right. I'm good.

Yo, isn't that the dude
with the rad board?

Yep.

Where'd you get that board, man?

My board?

The one you
were riding today.

It's vintage, right?

Yeah, I guess. It was my dad's.

Looked like
it had a couple

of redwood stringers.

It's really fucking rare, man.

You don't know who made it?

Nope.

Sit.

We don't bite.

The swallow tail looked like
it was from the late '70s.

Redwood's probably

Northern Californian.

Once saw a redwood pattern
like that

from a shaper
in Half Moon Bay.

Where's Half Moon Bay?

California.

Bram, you're
such a surf nerd.

I'd kill for
a board like that.

Of course, the boards

Duke Kahanamoku surfed
were made of

vertical-grain
Hawaiian redwood

back in, like, 1910.

It's okay.
You finish it.

What the fuck happened to you?

It's a long story.

I was taking a walk,
I bumped into these kids

at a bonfire...

And they drew on your face?

They did what?

Motherfucker.

Motherfucker!

What are you doing?

You can't shoot someone just
because they drew on your face.

Sure I can.

Give me the
fucking gun.

Stay out of it!

Give me the fucking gun.

Hello?

Hey, Alison.

Uh, of course
you can talk to him.

He's right here.

Hmm?

Hello?

What's the problem?

Yeah.

Yes, I can be right there.

Don't worry.

Bye.

Oh, my God,
what happened to your face?

It's a long story.

Hey, kiddo.

Hi, Dad. You look scary.

I know I do.
Sorry, baby.

It won't start?

No.

I think it's the battery.

Yep, I think you're right.

How was last night?

I'm sorry I missed it.

I was so stressed out
about this test,

I just completely forgot.

Really?

So your babysitter came,
rang your front doorbell,

and you just didn't hear her?

You never had any intention
of coming, did you?

You're gonna do
what you want to do

in this situation, Cole.

I don't think you actually care

about my opinion,
so what does it matter

- if I'm there or not?
- Of course I care about your opinion.

You're a partner.

Yeah, okay, okay.

Well, I wouldn't sell it.

We're different people.

Pop the hood.

What about the money?

I have money.

Not this kind of money.

Well, how much do I need?

You want to know
what I really think?

- Always.
- Okay, I think you want me

to tell you not
to sell it.

So you can turn around,
sell it,

and look like a hero to Luisa.

Get in the car and start it.

All right.

Ah, thank you.

All right, kiddo.

Let's get you to school.

- Watch your head.
- Okay.

- Buckle up.
- Here.

Don't turn the car off
when you get to the school.

Got it, Coach.

Oh.

Did it ever occur to you

that I don't want
to sell the Lobster Roll?

That I don't want to become part
of the establishment?

Cole, you drive a Jeep.

You built a mansion
on the water.

You tip like a fucking banker.

You are the establishment.

♪ There ain't no easy way ♪

♪ No, there ain't
no easy way out... ♪

Hey, babe. It's me.

I'm just calling
to say I'm sorry

about this morning
and about last night.

I was wondering
if I could take you

out to dinner tonight
and just...

we could talk about everything.

Motherfucker.

Hey!

Little motherfucker.

♪ It's easy to fall in love ♪

♪ When you're on your luck,
you know you're done ♪

♪ And the last kiss
had a foolish cause ♪

♪ Now your tired eyes
can only haunt ♪

♪ There ain't no easy way ♪

♪ No, there ain't
no easy way out... ♪

Where is my fucking wallet?

- I don't know, man.
- What did you put in my drink?

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

Ah, you're gonna
break my arm off!

Do you have any idea
who I am in this community?

You can't prove anything.

I just watched you
freebasing, asshole.

What are you gonna
do about it?

I'm gonna call the cops.
That's what I'm gonna do.

That's a great idea,
Mr. Lockhart.

Why don't you give
the police a call, huh?

Love to tell them who sold me
my first eight-ball,

Mr. Lockhart.

So you can act like you're
the mayor of Montauk, Cole,

but I was 15 when your brother
got me high for the first time.

So spare me the sanctimony,
you fucking hypocrite.

♪ There ain't no easy way ♪

♪ No, there ain't no
easy way out ♪

Oh, hey.

Come in.

Did he just do this?

When you were meeting
with Dr. Lippman?

How did that go?

It takes time.

I know. It's hard
to believe at this moment.

Just promise me you'll keep
coming to see us here.

He says that that's
his father.

It's Tony.

That's what he told you?

Where is Jamie
right now?

He's playing in the kids' room.

I don't know. I just wanted to
show that to you before we left.

How are things at home?

Not good.

Did you tell Dr. Lippman that?

Why not, Abby?

Hey, why do you think that...

Jamie drew a picture
like this of Tony?

Uh...

ever since Evie's funeral...

He drinks.

All the time.

And he blacks out most nights.

And I can't wake him.

He snapped at the neighbor
for asking him to move his car.

He...

called him terrible names.

Racist, awful.

I mean, I-I had to beg the guy
not to call the police.

Are you afraid of him?

All right.

And you didn't tell
Dr. Lippman any of this?

How can she help you
if she doesn't know?

I mean, how can she
help me if she does?

She needs to be able
to assess if it's safe

for you and Jamie
to keep living with Tony.

No. No.

Tony would never hurt Jamie.

Would he hurt you?

Look...

Abby, listen, um...

when couples experience, uh,
the death of a child...

sometimes they need
some time apart.

No, it doesn't mean
it's forever.

But if he's out of control
and you're afraid of him,

why not go stay
someplace else?

Your mom's?

No. Jamie needs his dad.

He can't...

He-he cannot lose
another person in his life.

- He's too young.
- Abby, listen to me.

The only thing Jamie needs
right now is for you to be safe.

Mom.

I'm tired.

- Can we go?
- Oh, yeah, sweetheart.

We're gonna go
right now.

Okay.

I'm really glad
you're here, Alison.

The therapists are fine, but...

it's just so nice to talk
to somebody else who's...

I'm here.

Are those your kids?

Uh...

Yeah.

These two.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

Which one's...?

This guy.

Hey. You ready?

One, two, three.

Is, uh... is this the
grant coordinator's office?

Um... uh, no.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

This is peer-to-peer counseling.

Oh. Well, then, uh...

then I'm fucking lost.

Uh, well, who are you
looking for?

Meyers.
Roger Meyers.

Uh, yeah, he's one floor up.

Oh. Um, okay.

And the elevators are...?

Uh, down the hall.

First left, then a right,

then your second left.

Okay, down the hall,
first, um...?

I'm sorry, I...

No, it's a maze.

- Uh, I'll show you.
- Oh, that's okay. You don't have to...

No, it's okay. I need to go
check my mail anyway, so...

Uh, hi. I'm Alison.

Oh. Ben.

- Uh... yeah.
- After you.

So, you work here?

Um, uh, yeah.
That was my...

- Your office.
- Mm-hmm.

Right. Right.

Yeah.

Oh.

- Oh. Hey.
- Alison.

I was just coming
down to see you.

That conference I was
telling you about...

- Uh-huh?
- EMDR.

It's happening
in Montauk.

- It is?
- Yes.

A place called
Gooney's, I think.

- Gurney's.
- That's it.

Week after next.
I'll get you the details.

Okay, thank you.

- Still coming?
- Oh.

Yeah.

Mmm...

Ah. Here.

Ah, yeah.

It's very obvious
when you know what

you're looking for,
isn't it?

Mmm.

Well, thank you.

I couldn't have
done it without you.

No, I-I am sorry.
It just slipped my mind.

It slipped your mi...

No, I'm not.

I'm listening to you.

I can hear you typing.
Would you just stop for

- a second and pay attention?
- No...

I'm not doing anything else.
I swear.

I'm just listening.

Do you have any idea
how embarrassing it is

for your own
business partner...

I just wanted
to leave this with you.

Oh. Did you get a chance
to finish my recommendation?

Yes. It's in your inbox.

Cole, I said I'm sorry.

It wasn't intentional.

No, look, I've just been
really busy at work, and...

Really, your absence
was completely disrespectful.

I'm not trying
to disrespect anybody.

Uh, Cole, I...

I have to go.

I apologize, okay?
I'm sorry.

What I did was wrong.

Yeah, you think?

Okay?
Anything else?

Yeah, show up next time.

Tough call?

No, it's fine.

Did you get your grant?

My what?

What, you're not
applying for...

Oh, no, no, no.

I, uh...

No, uh, actually,
you need me.

What?

I'm from the VHA.

Uh, you guys applied
to us for a grant.

I just came to check out
the facilities,

make sure everything's kosher.

Oh. You work with veterans?

I do. You seem really
excited about that.

Oh, no, I'm just applying for a
clinical rotation with the V.A.

Really? Are you a therapist?

No, not yet, but I'm
studying to become one.

Oh, hey.

Can I help you?

I'm looking
for a Ms. Bailey.

Yeah, that's me.

They sent me to sign up
for some program

where parents talk
to other parents.

Yeah. Come in.

Um, please just
take a seat, and...

Uh, would you mind?

Oh, no. Um...

It was good to meet you.
And thanks for your help.

You, too.

Uh, we just have some paperwork
to go through, so...

Oh, no, I'd prefer
if you didn't lock the door.

Who the fuck
do you think you are?

My wife told me
what you said to her.

Your wife?

Do you have any fucking idea

what our life
is like right now?

What we're going through?

She doesn't sleep.

She wanders the house at night

banging her head
against windows.

She's not taking care
of our son.

There's no food in the house.

I found him last night trying
to eat dry pasta for dinner.

Uh, Tony.

We don't have
the money to send her

to this fucking place
for $350 dollars an hour.

$350 dollars so you can
tell her to leave me?

Take my son away?

I know what this must
feel like for you.

- No, you don't!
- You can't be here right now.

We can't be in a room
with a locked door.

Oh, why not?
Are you afraid of me?

- Please, can you just let me
- My wife

- out of this room, please?
- And I need to be together.

- We need to heal.
- You're absolutely right.

I'm just... Look, I'm just...
I'm just really sick and tired

of everybody telling me
what to do and how to be.

- Yeah, it must be exhausting.
- When all you do here

is take our money
and make everything worse.

Look, look, just-just...

- No, no...
- Stop talking.

I-I felt my seven-year-old's
body go cold.

I watched her skin
turn blue.

How are you gonna
make that better, huh?

You gonna bring her back

from the fucking dead?

Stay down!

Call security.

Now.

- No, Daddy! Daddy, no!
- Shh. Jamie, come here.

Dad! Please,
that's my daddy!

Daddy! Daddy!

Daddy!

How did you know?

I've seen a lot of guys
with severe PTSD.

He was, uh,
checking his exits.

He kept his back
to the wall.

He was rubbing his thumb
and index finger like this.

Uh, I need a drink.

Don't look at me.
I-I don't drink.

Seven months sober.

Okay. How about
a coffee, then?

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Yeah, when I got back
from my second tour,

I was a disaster.

I'd been there for
18 months straight, and, uh,

I just didn't know
who I was anymore.

I didn't know what to say
to my family, to my friends.

I found everything confusing.

You know, um, grocery store,
traffic lights.

Why traffic lights?

It's all about
your environment.

Your context.

So, in a war zone,

you know, traffic lights
mean nothing.

Nobody pays
attention to them.

But then I get back here,
and I'm stopped at a light.

Nobody's coming, but...

I'm supposed to stay there
until the light turns green?

- Right.
- That just doesn't

make sense anymore.

Understand.

The thing about
PTSD, it's...

it's not the guy that jumps
when a car backfires.

You know, that's...
that's just someone

who just came back
from a dangerous place.

That's training.

You know, there's nothing
wrong with that person.

They just need
some time to adjust.

But... true PTSD,
I mean, it's...

it's different.

It makes no sense.

It's, uh...

Endless.

Yeah.

Is that why
you stopped drinking?

- From PTSD?
- Uh-huh.

No.

Um, not exactly.

When I, uh, first got back,
I felt really numb,

and I, uh, had a
hard time being...

being intimate.

Oh.

Yeah. I... I mean,
I couldn't, you know,

which, for a guy,
is worse than being dead,

so I drank a lot.

And then I could have sex.

Right. Got it.

This vicious cycle
where I'd feel lonely

and I wanted to be
close to someone.

So I'd get wasted,
but then half the time,

I wouldn't be able
to get it up anyway,

and it just was this...

Sorry.

Why am I telling you this?
Honestly.

I asked.

I-I don't usually just
vomit my life story

within four hours
of meeting someone.

You know?

Look, uh, I guess
this is a...

a special case,
considering you...

- I mean, I...
- Saved my life?

Continue.

Anyway, I, uh...

I joined A.A.
and changed my life.

Now I'm sober and abstinent.

It's part
of the program:

no dating, no sex
for the first year.

Well, that's one way to deal
with your impotency issue.

Yeah. Exactly.

Here's what I figure.

Maybe if I just concentrate
on myself for a while,

maybe eventually I'll meet
someone I feel safe with.

Someone I can trust

and I won't have
to get wasted to love her.

In fact, I won't even want to

because I won't want
to miss any of it.

So...

what about you?

- Uh...
- Are you married?

No.

Ever been married?

Twice.

- Yeah.
- Kids?

Yeah, I have a daughter.

So you're a single
working mom.

That's right.

I was raised by a single mom.

Baddest motherfuckers
in the world,

and I spent eight years
in the Marines.

Thank you.

How old's your kid?

Uh, she's six.

I can't believe it, but she is.

Hmm.

Yeah, I-I have
to get going.

- It's getting late.
- Yeah, I should...

- I should let you go home. Um...
- Yeah.

Well, it was really nice
talking to you.

You're fascinating.

See, uh, yeah,
this would be the part

where I'd probably ask you out
if I wasn't in the program.

Um, thank you again
for what you did today.

Yeah.

Ben?

How long do you have left
with your program?

Five months, two weeks
and three days.

But who's counting?

Hurry up, sweetie.

We're gonna be late.

Here. Hold this.

Strap yourself in.

Okay.

Come on.

All right.

Come on.

Joanie, did you turn
this light on?

Yes.

When?

Yesterday.

Oh, shit.

Um... all right.

I'm sorry.

You're the only
person I know

who still has
jumper cables.

Oh, my God.

What the fuck happened
to your face?

Pop the hood.

I'm just
not that interested

in keeping the place.

It holds a lot of
complicated memories.

I'm just trying
to move on with my life.

I would hardly call what
you're doing "moving on."

Why not?

If you were truly
trying to move on,

you wouldn't be
spending all your time

with people who
reminded you of Gabriel.

You have practically made
his death your entire identity.

What is your...
what is wrong with you?

What is wrong with wanting
to use my experience

to help people?
And what are you doing

with your life
that's so much better?

Yeah, maybe
the reason you can't

let go of the damn
Lobster Roll

is because you don't
have a fucking clue

what else to do with your time.

Thank you.

All right, kiddo.

Let's get you to school.

Hop up.

Are you taking me
to school?

No. Your mother is.

Why can't you
both take me?

Please.
Just this once.

Like the other kids.

Joanie.

Don't forget you have
the field trip today, hon.

I know.
It's at the aquarium.

You've never been
to an aquarium.

I know.

Okay, sweetie?

Have fun.

Backpack?

You know, the Roll
wasn't even your idea.

Let me guess, it was yours.

No.

It was Scotty's.

It was his big dream,
his plan to go straight.

- What are you saying?
- I don't know.

I guess I'm asking.

Why do you think you're
holding onto it so hard?

It's also something
you and I built together.

Uh, yeah, that's right.

It's Alison Bailey.

B-A-I-L-E-Y.

Just one.

Yeah, I'm from
the Woodlawn Center.

I'm a trainee.

Yeah, that's right.

Um... great. October 1.

I'm looking forward to it.

Okay, thank you.

Hey.

Hi.

So... I was just wondering,

what are you doing
in five months,

two weeks and two days?

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