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Original subtitles

I saw him again this morning.

God?

He's gonna screw my life up all over again.

We've talked about this, Joan.

These visions are hallucinatory projections.

No, he's real.

He's back.

(PEOPLE TAUNTING JOAN)

(LAUGHING)

I've got a list of things I want you to do, Joan.

Hi, honey. How's God?

What are you talking about?

Dr. Dan called and told us everything.

What? He can't do that.

That was all confidential.

Maybe God told him to.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Now, be nice, boys. Your sister's insane.

You can't tell anybody what Dr. Dan said.

You have to promise me you won't tell anybody.

GOTH GOD: Psst! Hey, Joan. Down here.

Are you ashamed of me, Joan?

(DISHES SHATTERING)

HELEN: Joan.

HELEN: Have a nice day, sweetheart.

WILL: (DISTORTED) Bye. Bye-bye.

(DISTORTED CHATTER)

(SIGHING) Oh, Adam.

I just wanna be with you.

Me, too.

(PANTING)

♪ What if God was one of us?

♪ Just a slob like one of us

♪ Just a stranger on the bus

♪ Trying to make his way home

♪ Just trying to make his way home

♪ Just trying to make his way home ♪

Hey!

You've been staring at it for an hour.

It was growing mold.

Bon appetit.

Can't you at least wait until the caffeine kicks in?

Dr. Dan says it is important for me to let my feelings out.

What happened to the cheery, optimistic Joan?

I found no future in optimism.

Honey, when you're at work today,

will you pick up those books for me?

Oh, and one of those itty-bitty light things.

You kept me up all night. I'm sorry.

I got so wrapped up in that Graham Greene novel.

(LUKE EXCLAIMS) Whoa!

LUKE: Sorry, dude. I'm...

Oh, sorry. Are you all right?

Dude,

ABBA.

Luke, did you actually pay money for that?

For science. Research.

You know, uh, about the optical recording process

developed by the Phillips laboratories...

I'm bored now. WILL: I like ABBA.

Dancing Queen, that, uh, "doo, doo, doo" Fernando song...

Honey, you remember that concert?

You wore a white jacket with fringe.

Oh, too much information.

So, Mom, more recommendations from the Surfing Nun Book Club?

HELEN: The first part of the catechism

is questioning man's relationship with God,

so she's giving me novels and essays that talk about it.

Mom, she is brainwashing you.

Why would you trust some surfer who settles in Arcadia?

There's nothing devious about examining spiritual issues.

Yeah, Einstein believed there had to be some intelligence

behind the design of the universe.

Well, Dr. Dan says relying on some outside force to tell you how to live

is actually a way to avoid living.

I don't agree.

And I don't think a doctor should tell you how to live.

So you trust God?

Because he really came through for Kevin.

Joan, that's enough.

I think it is pretty hard to believe in God

when we're getting sued because of my accident.

There is such a thing as free will.

Us being sued because of you is...

Well, it's not because of me.

It's because of Andy and his greedy-ass family.

I know. That's what I'm saying.

What, that God abandons you when you need him most?

No! Then God thinks it's okay

that the drunk who took my legs

can take everything else from us, too?

Okay, okay, let's all take a breath.

I didn't mean to start a fight.

I just wanted Joan to pick up some books for me.

Yeah, about God.

I thought after spending summer at crazy camp,

I would know how to deal. But my mom's become all religious.

Dude, my father's a rabbi.

Right. I just...

I-I feel like things are more whacked than when I left.

You know, like Luke listening to an ABBA CD?

ABBA? You're kidding.

I mean, I don't care.

How do you deal with your dad being all into God?

Sometimes I hide his yarmulke and watch him freak.

Yeah, see, I just...

See, I-I hear all this God talk,

and it makes me feel all this pressure

to be, like, this perfect person.

And Dr. Dan said that's what made me so dysfunctional.

I'm a kid. I should be able to be just a kid, you know.

ABBA and those little meatballs.

No wonder Sweden's filled with drunks.

Thanks for the support, Grace.

(SIGHING) Oh, no.

What's wrong?

Nothing. See you in class.

I told you I didn't wanna see you anymore.

Thought that maybe you had changed your mind.

It seemed like we really connected last time. No, we didn't.

So, you didn't feel anything?

Look, it's over, okay?

You're just gonna have to adjust to that.

Call up a friend and bitch about me on the phone if you need to,

but you have to find someone else. I just want...

No! I don't wanna hear it.

Just keep your eyes open, Joan.

What does that even mean? "Keep your eyes open"?

They're already open, see?

I know how hard it is being back, reconnecting.

You have choices to make.

Well, I have free will, right? Of course.

And I'm using it right now. I choose a life without you.

(POLICE SIRENS BLARING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

"Emotional damage." What is that?

It's what happens when you live with my ex-wife.

And my lawyer says they have a case.

My kid has wheels for legs and I'm on the defensive.

Just once, I'd like someone to do the right thing. Once.

You're still a dreamer. It's cute.

Drive-by. Victim's a African-American male,

about eight years old, caught in the crossfire.

OFFICER: We called his mother. She's on her way.

Shooters are probably gonna sue

because the kid stole their bullets.

Any witnesses? No one's talking.

(PANTING)

Hey.

You're gonna be okay, son. We're all here to help you.

Now, did you see who did this to you?

No one saw a thing here?

Not the shooters?

A car?

You think this is not gonna happen again?

You think your kid won't be next?

Don't look at me.

He was selling wrapping paper for his school.

I bought some.

"Thank you, ma'am," he said.

Did you see who it was?

(SCOFFS)

(SIGHS)

(SIRENS WAILING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Dude, ABBA?

I thought you might like them because everyone hates them.

Well, you thought wrong. Tell me you don't have any Bee Gees in there.

Dude?

It's just music. Just music?

Meet me tomorrow night with mixed CDs.

If we find no common ground, we're toast.

Dude, I just dropped my pencil

to look up Charlene Lister's skirt,

but it was one of those culotte things.

Hi. Hi.

Did I miss something? Me.

Mwah.

Oh. Okay, yeah.

Let's take off. What?

Come on, let's skip school. Let's go up to Mercer Creek.

We'll have a picnic. We'll walk through the woods.

Oh, you know, I have a history quiz

and an art project.

Who cares?

Weren't you the one all into school?

That was yesterday. I'm just sick of being the goody-shoes girl.

Are you okay?

No. I'm crazy, remember?

No, that's not what I meant.

Just forget it.

I'm sorry.

No, no, it's just, I come back

and I'm supposed to pick my life up exactly the way it was before.

(SIGHING) You know, but what if I don't want my life to be the same?

What if I... What if I want it to be different?

Are you talking about us?

'Cause a-a minute ago, you seemed pretty happy to see me.

I was. I mean, I...

I am. I just...

Forget it.

Okay, look, look. I promise that I will do something

incredibly irresponsible with you this weekend, all right?

Maybe we'll even wind up on Cops.

Joan?

Oh, my God.

(BOTH GIGGLING)

Oh, my God. Look at you!

I-I got booted out of Clayton Country Day.

(LAUGHS) After 10 days?

Well, I was already on probation.

And apparently they have this rule

about not filling the evil math teacher's car

with packing peanuts.

Look at you.

Oh, my God.

Adam, right? Adam.

He's just like you said. I'm Judith Montgomery.

Oh, from camp. Yeah, Jane told me all about you.

Jane?

I love it.

People called us Joanith.

We had this instant mind meld thing.

I can't believe you go to my school now.

Yeah. I have to find AP Physics.

That's where we're going. Yeah.

Same classes? Yeah.

This is outrageous.

This is cool.

But soft, a new arrival in our happy realm.

May I be thy guide, fair maiden?

GRACE: I didn't know we had to do the questions in the back of the chapter.

Miss Lischak wrote the assignment on the board.

Thanks, Dad.

Grace, right?

Do we know her?

This is Judith. From camp.

She goes here now.

So, now I have to get to know another person.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Dig. It was subtle, but she vibed me, right?

Oh! Oh, hey.

Alice in Quantumland is not in Children's.

Even simplistic writings on quantum theory would be found in Science,

which should be obvious, unless, of course,

you don't even have a game show's knowledge

of basic scientific terminology.

Hey, I take AP Physics.

Oh, which explains the outsourcing of jobs to India.

When is Sammy coming back?

I am Sammy.

Which is weird, isn't it?

Best friends, both Sammy, both like... You know how you are.

It's like there should be some mother ship someplace.

Mmm-hmm.

The prior Sammy will return when his wife regains her sanity.

So I'd get used to me if I were you.

JUDITH: Psst! Psst, psst!

What are you doing here?

This Saturday night, the 'rents are going out of town

for the weekend for some conference,

so it's party time.

They're really leaving you alone for the whole weekend?

Hey, they're shrinks, remember? They're all about giving me space

and letting me learn from my mistakes.

Okay. But you just got expelled.

I mean, you really wanna risk getting in more trouble?

Look, at camp they told us we're supposed to find creative ways

to integrate ourselves into our social environment, right?

Yeah. So we're 16.

Isn't this what we're supposed to do?

Hold that thought for one second.

I told you I am done with you.

Oh, here's one of the books your mother wanted. Thoreau?

Now, he believed that, with a keen awareness of the natural world,

one could find truth.

You just can't stop, can you? Get out. Out!

SAMMY 2: Whoa, whoa! What are you doing? Miss Girardi!

She was stealing.

Next time, I'll call the cops!

Good work.

Let's party.

(SQUEALS) Bye.

(SIGHS)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Hmm. You're like a human dolly.

Yeah, I have many new uses now.

(CLEARING THROAT)

Hey, you know, I didn't mean to rag on you this morning.

I was going for Mom,

and you just sort of got caught in the crossfire.

That's cool.

I think we're all pretty tightly wound.

So, um, what are you looking for?

This.

Cutting out pictures of Andy?

I just need to see him.

I need to see who the hell my best friend was.

JOAN: Mmm, he was a dork.

He used to pick me up and spin me around over his head.

I should have ralphed on him.

KEVIN: No, you loved him. We all did.

He's a bastard now.

KEVIN: Sure seems that way.

I'm gonna go see him.

What?

I need to find out why he's doing this.

Kevin, he's suing us. You can't go see him.

Who says?

Like, every law show on TV.

You won't tell Mom and Dad, will you?

Oh, yeah, I'm dying to get in the middle of this one.

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

No, no, no.

Hip-hop is supposed to be about defiance and social justice.

This mainstream trash has totally sold out to the corporate rats.

Yeah, but the chorus has this addictive bass that's like...

Next.

You're very intolerant.

High musical standards does not make me intolerant, dude.

Okay, um, let's delve into some classical selections.

What are you trying to do, kill me?

Why don't we just start speaking in Latin?

Okay, that's it. I'm gonna listen to some of yours.

Okay, okay, chill with the caveman act.

33 West.

Indie group, totally downloadable.

The people's music.

(PRICE YOU PAY BY 33 WEST PLAYING)

♪ She caught me off guard on a New Year's Eve

Sophomoric lyrics, stultifying melody.

They-They sound like they recorded it over a telephone.

They deserve their obscurity.

♪ She wrote her number up and down

♪ Real big on my... ♪

Olatunji, African drums.

(TRADITIONAL AFRICAN MUSIC PLAYING)

Pretentious attempt to co-opt another culture

in order to hide your middle-class roots.

You are going to be bleeding soon.

Feel the power of Metallica, Ma.

The anthem of thrash metal.

Metallica? That sounds like a band with no hands.

Okay, you know what?

I have a deep psychic connection with Metallica, so tread lightly.

Look, dude, we tried,

but music is vibrations,

and-and my music is a representation of my inner vibrations.

And if-if we don't share a common rate of vibration,

what do we have?

(BOOM BOX PLAYING KOOL & THE GANG'S CELEBRATION)

BOTH: At least you didn't bring that.

♪ Celebration... ♪

A shared experience of dissonance creates its own harmony.

What?

Harmonic resonance.

It's one of the basic laws of physics.

Our mutual hatred for Kool & The Gang

has formed a harmonic union between us.

I think I feel it.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Grace,

this is our song.

♪ It's all right We're gonna have a good time tonight

♪ Let's celebrate It's all right ♪

This little kid, eight years old,

caught a bullet meant for some gangbanger.

Someone had to see.

HELEN: They're probably terrified.

WILL: So, they'll just let it happen again?

You really think it's that simple?

Making the right moral choice

in a world filled with violence and intimidation?

Is that from one of your books?

Yeah. Sorry.

It's Graham Greene again.

He writes about God in a world of moral relativism.

"Interesting," he said begrudgingly.

Lot of books. Lot of questions.

Hey, you got the itty-bitty light.

Because I'm a wonderful woman,

even though I believe in God.

What?

I got the itty-bitty light.

We thought we were on top of things,

but look at us.

Kevin's lawsuit, Joan's a new person every day.

I feel like the people on that block.

I can see everything happening,

but I can't seem to do anything about it.

Joan's a teenager. We're supposed to be powerless.

There should be answers in here.

Hey, there's dirty stuff in here.

Moral issues.

This is bait.

I hope so.

Will grapples with his moral quandary.

What to do next?

Oh, what to do?

(LAUGHING)

JUDITH: I have everything we need at the house already.

I have chips, soda, beer, wine, some billion-proof tequila.

JOAN: Bail money? Hmm?

Ah, don't worry. I do this a lot. Hi.

Hey. So I take it you heard about the party?

What time are you picking me up?

Oh, uh, I'm not sure I'm gonna make it.

What?

Adam, do you have to work or something?

No. Well, what?

Anhedonia.

What?

It's a psychological condition.

The inability to gain pleasure

from normally pleasurable experiences.

No. No, no, no.

It's just... If-If the party gets busted

and my father finds out and...

I don't know. He's been through a lot lately.

Adam, when was the last time we actually, like, hung out and had fun?

You've been gone all summer.

Look, can we just not talk about this here?

I'm just saying, you know? It's always something.

Hey, maybe your relationship is based in crisis.

You know, like, if you don't have a problem to deal with,

you have no real connection.

I really feel weird talking about this

with someone I've only known for a day, okay?

I'm sorry. My parents are shrinks.

You know what? Maybe she's right.

Fine. All right. I'll talk to you about it later, okay?

You okay?

Yeah. It's his problem, right?

WILL: What do we know?

Still nothing. No one's talking.

Funny how so many people can go blind at the same time.

Yeah. Peanut cluster? It's a real rush.

You ever consider actual food?

Will? Woman to see you.

Nice to see you again.

This is who you want.

These are kids.

It's the only picture I had, when they were 10.

They still look the same.

The bigger one's Ruben Holloway.

The other's DeShawn Wallace.

My nephew.

Your nephew?

Yeah. I'm Mary Wallace.

He was a sweet boy until his mama died.

He went into foster care.

I would've taken him in,

but I had my own problems.

Third Street All-Stars. They run corners on the East Side.

Heroin, crack, crystal. Whatever you want, whenever you want it.

Did you see them shoot the boy?

Right in front of my house.

You did the right thing, Miss Wallace.

If I had done the right thing,

I'd have taken that boy in years ago,

and none of us would be here right now.

Dr. Dan, I mean, I was supposed to come home

feeling like I was enough, remember?

DR. DAN: (ON PHONE) Joan, you are enough.

But you shouldn't expect immediate results.

(SIGHING) Well, you said I didn't need to see

(WHISPERING) you-know-who.

Wait a second. Does that mean you.

No. I'm not... I'm not saying that I have.

What about your journal?

Yeah, well, keeping a journal isn't helping.

Maybe you haven't given it enoug.

Stay focused and keep writing.

What?

I know.

I'll keep writing.

Now, remember...

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. I know. I-I'm good enough.

I gotta go.

Why can't you understand that you are screwing up my life?

I just wanna be like everyone else.

Do I really have to give you the snowflake speech?

I just wanna go to Judith's party.

So go.

Go?

Sure.

What...

"Go."

"Go," he says.

Hey, who were you talking to?

(CLEARING THROAT) God.

He's big into Marilyn Manson.

It's a joke.

(LAUGHS)

Oh.

Uh...

I-I didn't... I didn't come to argue.

I-I just...

I love you, Jane.

Let's go... Let's go have some fun. Okay?

Okay.

RUBEN: Why do you dudes always hassle the small businessman?

That's why I vote Republican.

Dick Cheney, he knows what time it is.

I thought convicted felons didn't get to vote.

We got you as an accessory to murder, DeShawn,

unless maybe you didn't know

what old Ruben here had planned.

Maybe he surprised you.

Hey, look, ain't nobody singin'.

Not D., not me.

You sure? 'Cause we got an eyewitness

that puts you both at the scene of the shooting

in a shiny red 1964 Impala convertible,

shooting a Glock 9.

CARLISLE: Which we recovered two blocks from the scene.

Think it's over 'cause you grabbed us?

Have you sniffed around here, seen what your people doing?

Shut your ass, D.

What does that mean, D.?

You got something to say, say it.

Look, the only thing we got to say is "lawyer."

Lawyer, lawyer, lawyer, lawyer.

I hope you fell.

I'm on a break.

Mmm, in the Self Help section.

You are the poster child for the intellectual decline of America.

Codependent No More. It's very good.

In order to find yourself, you have to sever connection

with the people you allow to control you.

Mmm.

You see, all I heard was, um, "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

Hi.

Did you fall, honey?

No, I'm fine. But, Mom, what are you... what are you doing here?

I need a book. This is a bookstore.

Oh, well, I assume you're looking for something in this section?

Oh, no. Um, I'd like Immanuel Kant's Th.

Yes. Immanuel Kant.

Uh, right away.

Wow. (LAUGHING)

Hey.

Oh, it's...

You-You don't have to do it alone. If you need to talk...

Mom, I'm fine, really.

I have to go to work.

So, why don't we all go to Maria's for dinner?

Chicken parmesan. It'll be fun.

Me and some friends are going to Judith's.

Well, maybe we'll go to, um, Maria's next week.

Yeah, maybe-maybe next week.

(SIGHING)

What?

Nothing. I was just remembering pushing you on a swing.

Silly, isn't it?

You're not supposed to be here, man.

I called you.

Why wouldn't you talk to me?

They said I wasn't allowed.

Me, too.

So why'd you drive four hours to see me?

I read the suit.

Said you were in bad shape.

I wanted to see if there was anything I could do.

I have nightmares.

I-I'm a damn window washer.

You wanna trade places?

I gotta work.

Aren't you gonna ask how I'm doing?

Why the hell are you doing this to me, man?

Because you were my best friend,

and now you wanna ruin my family?

My parents said it was just insurance. That's all.

You're blaming your parents? You're 20, dude!

Dude, I'm messed up, Kev!

Okay?

You don't think there's a day that goes by

that I don't see you lying in blood, all broken?

And a... And a big screen and a trip to the Bahamas

is gonna make that all go away?

I gotta try that.

I was wasted off my ass, dude! You weren't!

You should've taken the keys, Kev! You could have!

I mean, why do I have to live with all the guilt, huh?

You should've taken those keys, Kev!

(JOAN AND JUDITH WHOOPING)

(GIGGLING) (SLURRING) Joanith in the hizzouse!

Comin' through! Joanith comin' through!

(WHOOPING)

Wow.

Come on, Adam, shake that booty. Mmm.

I'm so happy we're all together.

I mean, we've got this connection.

Don't you feel it? Like we've known each other forever.

Yeah.

God, my old friends,

the creeps at my old school, were such posers.

Why are you crashin' my party?

He's just using me!

GIRLS: Posers!

(LAUGHING) Posers!

ADAM: Joan, Joan, Joan... Pizza!

You guys... I love you guys!

Does that include me, my sweet?

Jon Cryer! Pretty in Pink!

I've always loved you, Duckie.

(LAUGHING)

Pace yourself just a little bit.

You're tryin' to kill my buzz, dude. It's only 8:00!

All right. Party on. Joan?

You have got to tell me everything about you and Jo-Jo.

Uh... The Freidman?

High school house party,

a primordial soup of hormonally charged organisms

just longing for a lightning bolt

and a little innocent mitosis.

Dude, Article 3, Paragraph 2,

parties, no contact, no communication.

Here I go.

(BOTH GIGGLING)

(JUDITH WHOOPING)

(ALL CHATTERING)

JOAN: Higher!

If she had an off switch, I'd use it.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(CELEBRATION PLAYING)

GIRL: Oh, man, who put this song on?

BOY: It sounds terrible.

♪ Yahoo!

♪ This is your celebration

♪ Yahoo!

♪ This is your celebration... ♪

Hey! Hey.

What?

Nothing. It's just...

You know, it's not private.

(GIGGLING) Come on.

Please stop. Please.

Whoa.

You're makin' me jealous.

(LAUGHING)

(RETCHING)

Please. Would you get off of me, please?

What is your problem, Adam?

Why can't you just loosen up for once?

Is this what you want,

or-or is this just the official Joanith party line?

Right?

I knew you didn't like her.

That's not true. I-I...

You don't know what she means to me.

This summer, I didn't know if I was insane or what.

I would just lie there on my stupid, saggy bed and cry,

and she was the only one who cared.

And I'm glad she was there for you,

but why does that mean you have to turn into someone else?

I mean, what happened to Jane?

I'm not Jane, okay? The name is Joan!

I just wanna be who I am,

and not who everyone else wants me to be!

Fine.

Fine, then don't let me get in the way, okay?

JUDITH: Hey.

Where'd beautiful boy go?

Who cares?

Oh! Did you really drink that whole bottle?

Last shot, all Jo-Jo's.

No. No, I'm...

Mmm-mmm-mmm!

Whoa!

Do you really think you should be drinking this much? Um...

(LAUGHING) Buzz kill.

Go. Jo-Jo find boy-boy.

One of us should get some lovin'.

Go.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SONG PLAYS AGAIN)

You put it on repeat

in an attempt to circumvent our five-minute make-out rule.

Free will between the amorous parties

supersedes contractual duty,

rendering our agreement void ab initio.

You're impaired, dude.

Caveat emptor.

I have grounds to renegotiate.

Adam, I'm sorry!

Adam?

Glynis! Have you... Have you seen Adam?

Just Sean. We spent the summer doing cellular research at Stanford.

(GIGGLING)

Judith?

Judith.

Hey, Judith!

Hey, Judith! Judith!

Back off, Marge. She's mine.

Did she finish this whole bottle in an hour?

Is that even possible? Yeah, if you wanna die.

Judith! Judith!

Call 911.

Do it, freak!

Judith! Judith!

(SIREN WAILING)

Adam?

She's in here! What? Who?

What's going on? What's happening? PARAMEDIC 1: Take us to her.

Judith.

Oh, my God!

PARAMEDIC 1: Excuse me, please.

PARAMEDIC 2: Excuse me.

PARAMEDIC 1: Get her vitals.

PARAMEDIC 2: BP 90 over 70.

PARAMEDIC 2: It's dropping.

Why are you letting this happen? Do something!

Keep your eyes open.

That's all I asked.

You're blaming me for this?

No way are you blaming me!

(PARAMEDICS CHATTERING)

Hey.

Ew, that's gross.

It is. Can I have some?

Sure.

I hear you and Luke are grounded.

Yep.

Dad seemed almost relieved that Luke did something

so normal-bad-kid-like.

What did he say about me?

Oh, they just think you're nuts.

(LAUGHING)

So, uh,

that girl's gonna be okay.

Yep. She almost died, though.

(SIGHS)

Did you talk to Andy?

Oh, yeah.

We had a lovely chat.

That Mom and Dad will never hear about.

I know. I know.

Remember how I thought it was crazy for him to sue us?

Yeah.

Now I don't know.

Hilarious, huh?

I mean, I always thought Andy was the moron for driving that night.

He was. You don't drive drunk.

Sure.

But I could've stopped him.

Would've been easy. Kevin, it's not your fault, okay?

Andy has to take responsibility for what he did.

You shouldn't have gone to see him.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Carlisle, come in.

They said not to bother you on your day off,

but I thought you'd...

What?

What is it?

There's been some trouble, Will.

REPORTER: Neighbors say Mrs. Wallace had lived in the neighborhood

for 30 years.

The cause of the fire is suspicious, and sources told reporters

that Mrs. Wallace had agreed to testify in a drive-by shooting.

No! Damn it, no!

What happened?

A woman your father was working with,

a witness to a murder, was killed.

WILL: And I pushed her to get involved.

It was the right thing to do.

She's dead, Helen.

...too late to save Mrs. Wallace.

However, they were able to contain the fire,

which easily could have spread t.

(DOOR OPENING)

(ECG BEEPING)

Hey.

(SPEAKING WEAKLY) Joanith in the hizzouse.

(CHUCKLES FAINTLY)

Where are your parents?

Um...

Uh...

My father's giving a speech tonight

at Shrinkapalooza.

Oh.

What?

You look worse than me.

I should have taken that bottle away from you.

This is my thing.

Not yours.

No, it doesn't work like that.

It doesn't work if everyone is alone, you know?

I was supposed to keep my eyes open.

And I didn't know what that meant,

even though everything was right there in front of me,

and Kevin and Andy, and you and the party, and...

I almost let you die anyway.

And Adam dumped me, and then Dad and the lady

who did what she was supposed to do got killed.

And even though I see now,

I probably sent the cosmos spinning off course,

and we're all gonna end up sucked into a black hole,

and there'll be no more world.

And I'm just really, really...

I'm really sorry, Judith.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHING)

Hey. What are you doing here?

Hey.

I was just on my way to work.

I figured you'd be here, checking in on her.

Yeah, she's sleeping.

The doctor said she'd be out in a couple of days, so...

I'm just glad you didn't like the taste.

(LAUGHING) Yeah. Me, too.

You know, I thought when you left

that you had left me.

(LAUGHS)

Nothing's ever been that easy with us, Joan.

Jane.

Look,

I didn't really want you to-to shake your booty.

(LAUGHS)

Well, that would have been ugly.

I was just trying to figure out

who I wanted to be.

You know, like, what kind of person.

I didn't want anyone else to tell me.

I know.

Do you know who you are?

You know, I-I don't try to figure it out, really.

Maybe it's not important, you know?

It's about what we do for each other, isn't it?

Jane...

(MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ I might be

♪ Wonderful and sometimes broken

♪ I might be

♪ Coming in just when you're going... ♪

Maybe, I can, uh...

Maybe I-I can call in sick.

We could take off to Mercer Creek.

No, I, um... She's alone.

I should... I should just stay here until she wakes up.

But we'll have plenty of time to spend together, right?

Yeah. Lots.

Okay.

You should... You should go. I don't want you to be late.

Okay.

You should have been more specific.

You could have made me.

I can only point things out,

give you choices.

But what if I mess up again?

(SOBBING)

I don't wanna mess up again.

I know.

(SHUSHES)

I know.

(SHUSHING)

I know.

♪ Yes, I think I'll go

♪ Down to the river

♪ And let that water

♪ Wash over me

♪ 'Cause it can't be long

♪ You know it can't be long

♪ Until my lord

♪ Remembers me ♪