All language subtitles for This.Is.Us.S02E09.1080p.WEBRip.x265-RARBG

-Previously on This Is Us...
-Congratulations.

You're officially
six weeks along.

-We're pregnant.
-Oh, that's wonderful!

-I'm glad you're happy.
-Oh, I'm not happy!

I'm ecstatic!

I'm a... I'm aquiver!

I want to put on my happy song,
and I'm gonna be all...

No, no, don't.
'Cause this might not happen.

-In fact, it probably
won't happen. -What?

I'm 37.

And because of my weight,
you know...

You don't want to jinx things.

Not about jinxing. (scoffs)

This is about hope
that it doesn't turn disastrous.

Randall, I need
to tell you something.

It's okay.

I already know.

Kate lost the baby.

-JACK: Number One has done it.
Number One has done it! -Yes!

-(laughs)
-And now the crowd...

the crowd moves its attention
to the filly!

-Oh, come on, sweetheart.
-REBECCA: Come on, sweetheart.

-Come on, Number Two. Come on.
-Come on, Number Two.

Come to us just like
your brother did. Come on.

-That and straight forward.
-Think she's ready?

I think she's ready.
Here she comes.

*

(crying)

-REBECCA: Come on, Kate.
-JACK: She's a tough girl.

REBECCA:
I know. She's a fighter.

She's a fighter.
She's gonna do it.

Chris, before we talk about
this game, let's talk about

the game in four nights
when we go to Washington

for the big
Thanksgiving night game.

I know these look like candy,

but they're actually
prenatal vitamins.

Oh, my God. (laughs)

Your daddy tried to buy
prenatal Flintstone Vitamins,

but they don't make them.

I think he really
identifies with

Fred's whole
"Yabba dabba doo" philosophy.

You know, you work hard,
you play hard.

(laughs)

(hums "Meet the Flintstones")

* Need my vitamins *

* 'Cause your mommy's
trying to keep you strong *

* Baby in the oven *

* Mommy's sorry
for this stupid song. *

Mm.

Don't say "stupid," say "silly."

It's not nice.

(chuckles)

*

(tape clicks, winds)

REBECCA (in distance):
Jack! Fuse!

-JACK: Yup, I'm working on it!
-(dog whimpers)

It's okay, Louie. Okay?

Dad'll get the lights
back on in a sec.

-Just don't panic pee, okay?
-(dog whimpers)

Good boy.
See? That's a good boy.

And you're panic peeing.

All right, yeah, great.

Come on. Come on, Louie.

REBECCA:
Did Louie pee again?

-Yes, Mom. I'm dealing with it.
-JACK: Killing me.

Sorry to have interrupted
your evening, my liege.

Why does it smell like
an orange threw up in here?

It's the Bundt cake that I made
for Kevin's interview tonight.

I think I maybe overdid it
with the orange zest.

-Oh. -KEVIN: There's a game
every Friday.

-Oh, thank God.
-JACK: Fixed it!

Good job, babe.

W-Wait, is that
what you're wearing?

-Mm-hmm. -The coach from Pitt
is gonna be here any second.

You should really stop borrowing
shirts from Sophie, Kevin.

Mm. I don't really think

the coach is gonna care
what shirt I'm wearing.

KATE:
Whatever, Crop Top.

KEVIN:
Ew. What is that flavor?

Kate! Can you clean his pee
anywhere else?

A college coach is gonna be
sitting on that couch.

Okay, well, I'm not
getting it on anything.

And, uh, speaking of college,
have you made your list yet?

Didn't the
guidance counselor say

to make a list
of your top five schools?

'Cause you don't want
to put all your eggs in...

In one basket?
Yes, I know what she said.

Okay.

I have, like,
a month to decide, Mom.

Yeah, but a month?

-That'll go by like that.
-(snaps fingers)

If you want, I can sit down
and we can go through that

-whole college book together?
-I'm good.

Just a list of five schools.

That's all I ask.

(car approaching outside)

-Fine.
-Okay.

JACK:
He's here!

REBECCA:
Okay! Okay, okay.

-I'm out. (sighs)
-(doorbell rings)

-Hey, knock 'em dead.
-Train your dog.

Make that list.

*

(blender whirring)

(blender stops)

Uh, this looks like
a Shamrock Shake,

and it sounds like
a Shamrock Shake,

but I'm guessing it does not
taste like a Shamrock Shake.

How do you spell "Kundalini"?

Uh, I have no idea what that is,

so I clearly have
no idea how to spell it.

But I'm guessing that it is
an expensive powder

that you want me to start adding
to your pregnancy shakes.

-No. It's a type of yoga.
-Huh.

And I want to ask the doctor
if she recommends it.

-Aha.
-Right.

I always have so many questions

-before the baby appointments.
-Yeah.

Right? And then
I finally get in that room,

-and it's like an alien
abduction. -(chuckles)

Like everything just
flies out of my head.

-So I'm writing
all the questions down. -Okay.

All right. Oh, oh,
make sure that you ask, uh,

"When will the baby move?"
so that I can say,

-"Hopefully, as soon as he turns
18." -"As soon as he turns 18."

-Yeah.
-Or she.

Yeah.

-Uh, joke still works.
-Yeah. Okay.

-But I think you've worn
that one out, Tobe. -Never.

All right.

What else, what else,
what else you got?

Okay. Um...

"Are my HCG levels
doubling every 48 hours?"

"And why is my pee green?"

-It's not the smoothie.
-Could be the smoothie.

-It might be the smoothie.
-Yeah.

Okay, and then also,

"If I take a hot bath,
will it burn the baby?"

-Oh! Which reminds me.
-Yeah.

The Swedish baby bath
that we ordered is coming.

-Yes!
-Um, and they said

that it fits most tubs
but not all tubs.

Do you think
it's gonna fit our tub?

I have no idea.

(sighs) Okay.

Where you going?

-To measure the tub.
-Okay. All right.

I'm gonna see
what else you got here.

All right, "How much
does childbirth hurt?"

I do not think you want to know
the answer to that one.

"Do they make knit caps for feet

'cause I'm outgrowing
all my socks?"

Uh, "Will the smell
of my fiancé's head

make me gag
the whole nine months?"

Okay, well, this list just took
a turn for the hurtful.

-(clattering)
-KATE: Toby!

What?! What?!

*

DR. ARROYO: I know
how difficult this is,

but the good news is
is that you got pregnant,

which means that you can try
again as soon as four weeks.

Now, you passed
most of the tissue at home,

so there's no need to put you
through the procedure of a D&C.

I want you to expect bleeding
anywhere from five to 14 days.

Otherwise, there's no reason

you can't go back
to living your life.

I'll give you two
some time alone.

Okay. Thanks.

Did you hear that?

She said that we could
try again, so...

It's all right.

I want to get dressed.

Uh, yeah, okay.

*

(phone chimes)

(beep)

(phone clicks)

(car drives by in distance)

(no audio)

(no audio)

-Ah, Kevin.
-(audience laughing)

Portrait of the Artist
as a Young Man?

BOY: No. Portrait of a Young Man
Plucking Art.

KATE:
Hey. What do you think?

I think you're a little
overdressed for a day of

watching classic sitcoms
and trying not to cry.

Oh. No.

I have my lunch gig. Remember?

We have that run-through
an hour before and...

-Pinot. Downtown? Yeah.
-Yeah, yeah.

No, I'm familiar
with the job, I just...

Hey, I-I thought
you would've canceled that.

You know, it's only been,
like, 12 hours.

Doesn't matter.
If I bail last-minute,

Peter's never gonna
call me for gigs.

Hey, come here.

Just come sit with me,
and we'll watch

I Love Lucy
and maybe some Good Times.

I have to go to work.

-Okay. Well, then I'll take you.
-(phone chimes)

Wait. My Uber's
almost here, so...

Kate. Kate, Kate, Kate.
This is insane.

(chuckles)

What?

We just had a miscarriage.

(scoffs softly)

Thanks. I know.

I was there.

Okay.

Um, can I, can I
pick you up, afterwards?

Sure. Uh, should be done
around 3:30.

-Okay.
-I'll see you soon.

All right, yeah. 3:30.

(door closes)

*

REBECCA:
Proud of you.

JACK:
Okay, bud, let's hit the road.

-Off to college already.
-(Randall laughs)

Oh, great. Here we go.

It's just a tour, Ma.

-Still have a year
of high school. -I know.

-All right, so we're gonna see
you guys after Kev's game? -Yes.

Dad, come on.
It's a four-hour drive.

I don't want to get there late
and make a bad impression.

KATE:
Randall, you're a math prodigy

with insane SAT scores
and perfect grades.

Any college would be lucky
to have a giant dork like you.

RANDALL: (chuckles)
Thanks, LL Cool K.

-KATE: Mm. See ya.
-KEVIN: So, you guys out?

-* Break my body *
-(knock on door)

* Hold my bones, hold my bones *

* Break my... *

-You could've knocked.
-I did.

You didn't answer.

(clears throat)

We're having a serious talk?

No. No.

Mom, every time you sit
on my bed, it's a serious talk.

I just thought
it must be tough...

Classic start to one of
your serious talks.

Will you just zip it, please?

And sit down.

I recognize that I may be
a little bit dense

about all this college stuff.

You have two brothers who know

exactly what they want to do
with their life.

Kevin's gonna go
play football somewhere,

and Randall is gonna go
major in some math thing

that none of us can understand.

But you aren't your brothers.

You're not.

You don't know
what your path is just yet.

And you know what?

I think that's okay.

At your age, it's great.

Keep your options open.

You go to some incredible
liberal arts college,

and you can study
a bunch of different subjects

until you figure out
what you're passionate about.

Wow, Mom.

Didn't realize you thought
I was passionless until now.

-So, thanks for that.
-No, no.

-That's not what I was
saying, Kate. -Yeah.

Sweetheart, you know
that's not what I was saying.

No, I got to get to school,
so I'll see you at Kevin's game.

Bye, Louie.

Be a good boy, okay?

Hey, why don't you go
to, uh, veterinary school?

What are we gonna do
with her, Louie? Huh?

(whispers):
What? What are we gonna do?

Oh.

*

KATE:
Hi. This is Kate Emily Pearson.

Um... my audition song
is "Summertime."

I really want to go to Berklee,
so I really hope you like it.

Anyway, um... here goes.

* Summertime *

* And the livin' is easy *

* Fish are jumping *

* And the cotton is high *

* Oh, your daddy's rich *

* And your ma is good-lookin' *

* So hush, little baby *

* Don't you cry *

* One of these mornings *

* You're gonna rise up singin' *

* You'll spread your wings *

* And you'll take to the sky *

-* Ooh, but till that morning *
-(phone vibrates)

* Ain't nothing can harm you *

Oh, you got to be kidding me.

* With Daddy and Mammy *

* Standin' by *

* So hush, little baby *

* Don't you cry *

(panting)

* So hush, little baby *

* Don't *

(sniffles)

* You cry. *

(woman speaks indistinctly
over P.A.)

-Uh, excuse me.
-(car alarm honks)

Uh, my good man, uh,
I'm trying to prevent a package

from being delivered
to my apartment.

I called, they said
it might be here.

I have a tracking number.

Yeah, I don't know
what they told you,

but this isn't like
a customer service deal.

It's a distro center.
Can't help you. Sorry.

Hey. What's your name?

-Karl.
-Hi, Karl.

Uh, I am a large
and powerful man.

And on most days,
my stature is only a complement

to my sharp comedic wit.

But today, I am a man
with a fiancée

who has had a terrible
last 12 hours.

Right now, she's somewhere
in a red dress

singing in the middle of the day

because she can't face
how awful she feels.

And that breaks my heart.

So I'm not feeling
all that funny.

Okay, buddy, it ain't personal.
I just got...

The hardest part, Karl,

about seeing
someone you love in pain

is not being able
to do anything about it,

except try not to make it worse.

Which brings me here,
to intercept a package

that, were it to arrive
on our doorstep,

would most certainly
make it worse.

I am a large
and powerful man, Karl.

And I don't know how much longer
I can stay this calm.

(scanner beeps)

Okay, it's not on a truck.
Not yet.

But I can't tell you
where it is.

Could be anywhere in here.

Where do I start?

*

DR. ARROYO: Your poppy seed
is now the size of a lentil.

Congratulations. You're
officially six weeks along.

KATE:
We're pregnant.

-Oh, that's wonderful!
-I'm glad you're happy.

TOBY:
Oh, I'm not happy!

I'm ecstatic!

We're pregnant.

KEVIN:
You're preg...?

-KATE: We're pregnant!
-Oh, my God!

This is amazing!

*

(phone vibrating,
ringtone playing)

(phone beeps, stops)

(sniffles)

-(whistle blows)
-(crowd cheering)

-(marching band playing)
-(cheerleaders chanting)

CROWD (chanting):
Defense! Defense!

-Milk Dud?
-No, thank you.

CROWD (chanting):
Defense! Defense!

-Hike!
-(crowd cheering)

Go, go, go, go, go!

Break it! Break it! Break it!

(Rebecca and Kate whooping)

(whistle blowing)

Yeah, Kev!

ANNOUNCER (over P.A.): Another
first down for number one.

That's three in a row
on his own, folks.

MAN:
Go!

(clears throat)

-$50?
-Mm-hmm.

Yeah, it's for
your application fee.

You went through my stuff?

No, I...

I...

Okay, yeah,
I did a little bit. Sorry.

Yeah, great.
Maybe I should use this $50

to put a new lock on my door.

Okay. I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have gone
through your stuff, Kate,

but I didn't really
have a choice.

You've been so closed off to me.

I mean,
why wouldn't you tell me?

Huh?

Bug, I had no idea

that you were even interested
in singing again.

Well, I am.

I could've helped you.

Yeah. I know.

Well, I thought
you sounded terrific.

I did.

I mean, the song selection
was perfect.

Really highlighted
your vocal range.

Thanks.

Well, I think
you have a real shot.

I do.

-(crowd gasps)
-(whistles blowing)

Oh, my God, it's Kevin.

Is that Kevin?

Okay, go call your father.

-Yeah.
-Find a phone, page him.

-Okay, Mom.
-Go, go, go.

-Kate, Kate, go.
-Excuse me, I'm so sorry.

("Three White Horses"
by Andrew Bird playing)

* There'll be
three white horses *

* All in a line *

* There'll be
three white horses *

* In a line *

* Three white horses *

* When you go that way *

* You will need somebody *

* When you come to die *

* Don't dismiss it
like it's easy *

* Tell me what's so easy *

* 'Bout coming to say good-bye *

* You're gonna miss her
in the evening *

Sorry, man. This is the last
section it could be in.

* You know I won't be needing *

* Somebody when
you come to die *

*

(exhales)

(grunting)

(panting)

KARL: Hey, uh, you said
Kate Pearson, right?

Is this it?

Yeah. That appears to be it.

Thank you.

Just sign right there.

Yeah.

-Glad I could help.
-Yeah.

-You have a good day.
-Yeah, you, too.

Uh, uh, Karl, do you have
a, uh, baby at home?

Uh, no.

But my sister's actually due
for her third any-any day now.

You like her?

Okay. You know what?

Why don't you give it
to her anyways.

It's a fancy baby bath.

Fits in most tubs.

Anyway, so, you want it?

Yeah, sure. Thanks.

Yeah.

I'm sorry if something happened.

Yeah.

* Somebody when
you come to die. *

Hey. Where's Kate?

I've been double-parked
outside for 20 minutes.

She's not answering my calls.

Oh, she took off
a couple hours ago.

She got sick in the middle
of set or something.

What-what do you mean
she got sick?

I don't know.

I'm sorry.
I figured she just went home.

Okay.

Uh... yep. Okay.

(line ringing)

KATE:
Leave a message for Kate.

-(beep)
-Uh, hey, I'm here at the cafe.

Uh, they said that you left
early, that you got sick.

Uh, where are you?
Please, please, please call me.

Okay, bye.

(line ringing)

KEVIN:
Hey, it's Kevin.

Leave a message.
Or better yet, send a text.

Tobe?

Tobe?

(phone vibrating)

(sighs)

(sighs)

-Yeah?
-REBECCA: Hi, honey.

I've been trying
to get ahold of you.

What's... Are you okay?

-I lost the baby, Mom.
-(sighs)

Don't say anything.

I just want to tell you
so you know

and it can be over.

-Oh, Bug.
-Okay?

-Is there anything that I
can... -Look, I got to go, Mom.

-Okay. Just... I don't know
what to... -(phone beeps)

-(sniffles)
-(line ringing)

KEVIN:
Hey, it's Kevin.

Leave a message.
Or better yet, send a text.

(beep)

K...

Hey.

(sighs)
Thank God.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You're fine.

What the, uh,
what the hell happened?

You knew I was picking you up.

I'm s... I'm sorry.

I should have called. I...

Yeah, I thought you were
in a hospital or something.

Oh, okay. Well, I wasn't.

Yeah, I can see that.

Where were you?

I was walking.

'Kay. Walking where?

Oh, my...
I just was walking, Tobe.

Okay?

What?

No. No, it is not okay.

I was driving around like
some nut job looking for you.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Were you put out?

Did you have a couple
of emotional hours?

'Cause I'm going to be a raging
hormone machine for weeks

while my body still thinks
it's pregnant.

So that's fun.

Okay, let's not...
let's not do this.

-Oh, no.
-This is...

Let's do this.
I think we should do this.

Let's just go big.

'Cause that's how
you like to do things, right?

-What's that supposed to mean?
-Nothing.

No, no, no.
Go ahead, Kate, say it.

What is that supposed to mean?

It means...

that I wanted to be
cautious about this.

I didn't want to get excited.

-But you...
-Okay. Okay.

You pushed and you pushed.

So, congratulations, Toby.

You got me excited.

Yeah, well, I'm not gonna
apologize about being excited.

-Okay.
-We didn't lose the baby

because we got our hopes up.

-Right.
-All right?

It just happened.

Toby, it happened to me.

It didn't happen to you.

(Kate sighs)

When I woke up this morning,
I forgot for a split second.

I was just looking at you
and thinking, "Wow.

She's having our baby."

And then I blinked,
and I remembered.

And I slid out of bed
as quietly as possible

because I thought that
if there was a chance that maybe

you were dreaming
and forgetting, too...

well, I didn't want
to wake you from that.

Now, I will be
your entire support system

through all of this.

I will hold your head in my lap,
and I will stroke your hair,

and I will tell you that
everything is gonna be okay

until the cows come home.

But what I will not do--
what is not fair for you to do

is to tell me that
I wasn't a part of this.

Now, yeah, it didn't
happen to my body.

I get that.

I have no idea
what that must be like for you.

And I'm trying to be strong here
'cause that's the gig,

but it happened to me, too.

And it hurt.

*

(door closes)

MAN (over TV): Perfectly
comfortable like this.

-(audience laughing)
-MAN 2: So am I.

Shouldn't we have gotten,
like, an update by now?

Yeah, apparently MRIs
take quite a while.

At least the coffee's cold.

(Rebecca chuckles softly)

(Kate sighs)

Mom.

I'm sorry I didn't
tell you about Berklee.

It's just...

you know, if I don't get in,
I think it'll crush me.

But...

but I just could not deal with

disappointing you
on top of that.

Bug, for the record,

I would be disappointed
for you, not for me.

Yeah. Sometimes it's hard
to feel the difference.

*

My mom was tough.

I mean, you know that.
You've seen it.

She was just a...

closed steel door.

And even if
you could get through,

there was a room full of spikes
right behind it.

And I always wanted
to have a daughter,

because I wanted to do it
a different way.

I wanted to be
the mom that had her...

arms wide open, just waiting for
you to fall in if you needed it.

And, somehow--

I don't know--

we just never got there, did we?

-Mom...
-No, no, no, no, no. No.

It's not your job
to make me feel better.

It's not. It's my job.

It's my job to keep standing
there with my arms wide open,

waiting for you to maybe someday

fall inside if you needed it.

And if you do, I'll love you.

And if you don't,

I'll love you, too.

Because that's what it means
to be a parent.

You'll see one day.

(Rebecca sighs)

-They're doing an MRI.
-Okay.

REBECCA:
It's his knee.

*

*

Tobe?

(knock on door)

Did you forget your keys, Tobe?

*

(sniffles)

(sobbing)

I'm here.

I'm right here.

(sobbing continues)

I can't take a shower.

There's no curtain.

-I can draw you a bath.
-(Kate sobs)

(sniffling)

Can you just come sit with me
for a minute?

Yeah, of course.

(sniffles)

How can I be this sad?

(chuckles softly)

I never even met the baby.

And never held him.

Or her.

Wasn't even old enough
for me to know.

I never held Kyle.

I remember they asked me
if I wanted to

because it helps, um...

mothers with, um, closure.

You know, to hold the baby
and to say good-bye.

But I didn't want to do that
because I felt like

if I didn't hold him, somehow
it would lessen the pain,

which wasn't the case,
obviously, because I...

I knew him already.

He was so real to me.

I mean, the second I found out
I was pregnant with you guys,

you were all so real to me.

And then the wondering set in.

You know, did I do this?

Did I do something wrong?

Did I...
sleep on the wrong side?

Should I have gone on that walk?

'Cause the day
you guys were born,

I went on this long, hot walk.

It wasn't your fault.

(whispers):
And this wasn't yours.

But with me, it's different.

-Because maybe it was...
-Maybe it...?

Maybe it was my fault.

-Maybe it wasn't.
-(sniffles)

I know, but I feel like
I just took this from Toby.

Yeah, but you didn't.

I know, but...

but it feels that way,
if that makes any sense.

You need to talk to him,
sweetheart.

You have to share all this.

I mean, you know,

I held my grief
from your father for weeks.

I thought it would hurt him
to see how sad I was.

(sighs softly)

Did I ever tell you that story
about going to the grocery store

with you guys when you were...

six weeks old?

(chuckles) Your father and I
hadn't had a real meal

in a long time,
and I really wanted to make him

this beer and rump roast

that I had seen on
The Galloping Gourmet.

And it required
a bag of yellow onions.

(baby fussing)

Oh.

-Hey.
-(fussing continues)

Oh.

Sorr... That...

-Those were my onions.
-I'm sorry?

Those were my onions.
You just took them from me.

No, I got them from
the display right here.

Yeah, I under...

Excuse me,
where are you going, lady?

Those were my onions,
and you took them from me.

-I want them back.
-What are you, crazy?

No, I'm not crazy.
I want my onions!

-You're crazy.
-Is there a problem here?

Yeah, I... Yes.

Okay, there is a problem.

Um... (clears throat)

I went to go grab
that bag of onions.

I turn my back for two seconds
to look after my babies,

and that woman
took them from me.

-Ma'am, just calm down.
-I-I'm calm, okay?

I'm not gonna calm down though,
because what I want

is for you to tell her
to give me my onions back, okay?

I-I... (sighs)

I have a recipe that calls for
four ounces of yellow onion.

And-and I've been planning
this dish for a whole week,

and I'm not gonna leave here
without my yellow onion.

Miss, would you like
to sit down?

No, I don't, I don't...
I don't want to sit down.

I want you to tell her
to give me my onion back.

I just, I want...

I want what I came for, okay?

I want my yellow onion.
I want what's fair.

Will you, will you,
will you tell her

to give me my onion back?
Because it's not fair

that I have to sit here
and go without my yellow onion.

It's not fair.

It's not fair! It's not fair!

KATE: You unleashed holy hell
on some unsuspecting lady?

(Rebecca laughs)

I did.

-Mom. (laughs)
-Yeah.

And then I ended up going home
and burning the pot roast.

-No.
-Yeah.

But...

eventually, I opened up
to your dad.

And that's what gave space
in my heart

for you and Kevin.

And it made space in my heart
for Randall, too.

Yeah, a little too much
for Randall, if you ask me.

Seriously?

No. (laughs)

I'm kidding. Sorry.

'Cause I love you
more than I can bear, Bug.

I love you, too.

(sniffling)

Talk to Toby.

*

*

*

All right, you guys, um...

you guys wait
with your brother, okay?

Your mom and I are gonna
go get the car.

-Okay.
-Pull it around, okay?

Can you get me
something to drink?

Sure.

Thank you.

*

(TV playing quietly)

(Kate chuckles)

Hi.

Oh, hi.

My mom came.

I see that.

I am...

gonna go grab some coffee
at that place around the corner.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Want to sit with me?
-Yeah.

What, uh... what were you...?

-Come here.
-Oh.

Oh. Okay. Yep.

-Just go with it.
-Okay.

(Toby sighs)

This is sweet,
but I-I really think

this is more
your thing than mine.

-So why don't... Can we...
-Okay.

-Can we switch? Okay.
-Okay. Yeah.

(sighs):
Oh, yeah, that's the stuff.

Yeah.

(Toby sighs)

I feel like I failed you.

Mm.

You didn't.

You never could.

I want to try again.

Not yet.

But maybe soon.

(Toby sighs)

Yeah, me, too.

Whenever you're ready.

("The System Only Dreams in
Total Darkness" by The National)

* Maybe I listen
more than you think *

* And I can tell
that somebody sold you *

* We said we'd never
let anyone in *

* We said we'd only die *

* Of lonely secrets... *

We will not let this break us.

No, we will not.

I love you.

* After a while *

* Now you're saying
that I'm asking *

* For too much... *

My God.

Come here.

(Kate chuckles)

* I cannot explain it *

* Oh, any other... *

REBECCA:
Hey, Randall.

JACK: Randall,
give your sister some space.

REBECCA:
Come on, Number Three!

JACK: Okay, Number Three,
it's your turn.

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