All language subtitles for Switched at Birth s05e08 Left in Charge.eng

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Switched at Birth...

John: Chris Walker... 90
mile-an-hour fastball.

There are three scouts
sitting in the stands

waiting to throw money at you.

Turn around, put your
hands on your head now.

My pitching arm! You're
hurting my pitching arm!

You know I had open-heart surgery.

The donor was a man who
died in a car accident.

You have Angelo's heart?

I thought about you every single day.

- You have a girlfriend.
- Maybe I shouldn't.

But you do.

Regina: Luca and I are together.

As a father, I have very serious
concerns about your relationship.

Where are you staying now?

- My car.
- Ally!

You could stay with me and Daphne.

You know what? If I am
good enough to steal from,

then I'm good enough
to have my own share.

Congratulations, you've got one.

The rental fee is 300 bucks every week.

-
Spent my share of sleepless nights...

- What is this?
- It was mac 'n' cheese.

I didn't know you could burn macaroni.

Apparently if you let
it cook for two hours.

I wanted to thank you for letting
me crash after everything...

Okay, I got your text.
Pizza to the rescue.

- Yes.
- Yes.

It cost me my last $18,

but I have already paid
Noelle for the week.

Man, that feels good to say.

Oh, you guys, I finally have a day off.

So what are the weekend plans?

Definitely not having a
romantic weekend eating scones

in a paddle boat at the
cherry blossom festival.

That was weirdly specific.

I may have checked Mingo's
Instagram a few times.

He's visiting his girlfriend in DC.

I've got to find a way to
stop thinking about him.

Let's go out.

I'm a terrible cook, but
I'm a great wing woman.

We'll snag you a guy by midnight.

Nice of you to offer,
but I'm not really looking

to start a new relationship right now.

Who said anything about a relationship?

I'm talking about a
"Wham, bam, thank you, sir"

to take your mind off,
um... what's his name?

Mingo. And I like the way you think.

Uh, maybe you need a non-starter

for the weekend, just to

cure you of your Mingo-itis.

That's weird.

Bay, did you pay the electric bill?

We have an electric bill?

- Synced and corrected by chamallow -
- www.addic7ed.com -

And there we go.

Candles?

- This is a joke, right?
- What?

Those are nice tapers, drip-free.

Come on! I'll pay you back.

All I need is a small loan.

I'm sorry, sweetie. The bank of
Kennish is closed for business.

So what are we supposed
to do? Live like Pilgrims?

Of course not.

Pilgrims didn't have running water.

You will spend hundreds of
dollars on Daphne's school books,

but you will not even
lend me the same amount?

You wanted to work
instead of going to college

and that means you
make certain sacrifices.

Like my ability to see at night?

What about your car?

Gas costs money.

You could get a bus pass,
sell that old junker.

(laughs) That's a good
one. That's real funny.

I'm serious, Bay.

If you can't afford your
lifestyle, something's got to give.

I would sooner sell the clothes
off my back than sell that thing.

That car is... is me. That car is art.

That car is never going away.

Well, then you're going to have to
figure out a way to make more money

because you're not getting it here.

- (knocking)
- John: Hey, sweetie. Sorry I'm late.

I was imparting life
wisdom upon our offspring.

Sweetie?

The Zimmermans are moving to Denver.

What? Whose butts are we going to kick

at the next Kennish game night?

Sure, joke around. But it's
hard to find good couple friends.

And I feel like we're barely
social anymore as it is.

What about the Barkers?

Divorced, remember?

Um, the Clarks?

Um, on sabbatical in Prague.

Regina and Luca?

Now there's an idea.

We can show them our Parcheesi magic.

- (knocking)
- You wanted to see me, coach?

Hey, Chris, how you doin'?

Want to make sure you're ready
for your look with the Royals.

We only got one shot to
show 'em what you're made of,

so you have got to bring
everything you've got to the field.

We know that sitting out the
regionals was devastating for you.

But we've got you this far

- and we're not giving up now.
- Thanks, Miss K.

I've been pulling three-a-days
all week getting ready.

Volquez better guard
his spot on the mound,

- 'cause I'm coming for it.
- That's what I want to hear,

'cause you know what? We
are taking you to the majors.

(laughs)

Aw.

Oh, I know.

- (knocking at door)
- Come in!

Hey, best mom ever.

Oh, I know that look.

That's the "I need something" look.

Uh, well,

I'm having a teensy-weensy

little electrical-bill,
um, problem, as in,

I have one and I don't
have money to pay it.

Wait, I thought things were
going well at the tattoo parlor?

They are! I just... I have
to pay Noelle a chair fee

and restock my own supplies,
and I'm sort of broke right now.

So I was wondering if you could spot me,

like, just a couple... hundred dollars.

Let me get this straight... you
want me to pay the electric bill

on the apartment that I'm
renting to you for free.

Well, when you put it like that...

When I started out,
nobody gave me anything.

I had to buy my first salon
chair out of the back of a Buick.

It was tough.

But I wouldn't be who I am today

if I'd had it any easier.

So I'm guessing that's a no?

I've got to get to class.

If you're really desperate, I could
always use some help at the Cracked Mug.

You know where I keep the aprons.

Lock up.

A C+?

But I worked so hard.

What did you get?

A-?

You phoned that in 'cause you had
Reserve training last weeken...

You didn't even meet
the minimum page count.

Guess I knew the material
better than I thought.

I gotta run to calc. See you tonight?

Prepare to see a
board-game master in action.

Hey, Lauren, I was wondering
if I could talk to you

about re-reading my paper?

I think you might have missed a section.

I read it very thoroughly.

Well, then you must know how
comprehensive my research was.

I think I deserve better than a C.

I don't change grades.

But if you want to talk about
how you can do better next time,

I have office hours next week.

And then the professor called
me out for being on my phone,

but I didn't realize
he was talking to me

because I was too busy
checking Mingo's "Insta" again.

I'm losing my mind.

How did it go with the 'rents?

It was basically Tough Love 101.

Okay, I can tutor between classes,

get some money, help out?

No, they're right.

The bills are my responsibility.

I'll figure it out.

You just need to focus on school

and the fact that Chris Walker is
totally checking you out right now.

What's up, Bay?

Hey, Daphne, right?

I saw you around the BSU
a bunch during the protest.

I remember. Have I thanked you yet

for saving Iris's life?

It's hard work being a hero,
but someone's got to do it.

You know, I think I saw
a kitten stuck up a tree

on the east side of
campus, if you're bored.

I already saved it. It was on my
way to stopping some bank robbers.

You know, your dad says
you're the athletic sister.

I played basketball in high school.

You want to hit up the
batting cages with me later?

- We could hang?
- (phone ringing)

Oh.

Uh, it's my aunt.

Don't go anywhere, okay?

Ahem.

Why do I have the feeling you all
are talking about me in front of me?

'Cause we are.

I'd love to hang with you.

All right, your touch-up is complete.

- "Gorge."
- Hmm.

Well, if you like it now,

- wait till you see it by candlelight.
- (phone ringing)

Bombshell Betty's.

Oh!

Oh, I'm... I'm so sorry.

Um, well, if you two get back together,

you know where I'll be.

Bye.

That was my 2:00. Apparently,

Gabby dumped him

so he will no longer be needing her name

tattooed across his chest.

I might actually have
negative money now.

- That blows.
- Tell me about it.

I mean, at this rate, it's
going to take me a month

just to get the power turned on.

Maybe I should throw a fundraiser...

"Donate to the Starving Artist" fund.

You know, that's not
such a terrible idea.

Actually, I'm not totally
comfortable taking money from UNICEF.

No, I mean having a party.

I used to live in this, like, commune.

And whenever we were short
on cash, we would buy a keg,

invite everyone we knew
and charge 10 bucks a head.

Can't even afford beer.

The first hundred covers the beer.

The rest goes to the house.

We could make 500, easy.

Except there's no lights.

But we do have candles.

I think there's a couple
packs of glow sticks somewhere.

- That sounds atmospheric.
- Exactly!

- So we're having a party?
- We're having a party!

We need quantity, not quality.

Although we obviously don't
want to invite any creepers.

- Ooh, 2:00!
- Ally, wait.

What are you guys doing tonight?

We're having a "Turn on
the Lights" party upstairs.

- Hey, Luca.
- Hi, Bay.

It's really just, like, a couple friends

hanging out without any
loud music or alcohol.

- Please don't tell Regina.
- Relax, I get it.

I won't say anything about your party.

Really? Cool, thank you.

Uh, in that case, you
should totally come.

- Can't. I got Kennish game night.
- Ha! You have fun with that one.

I don't. I'm Tucker.

- What time should I come by?
- Uh, the party's at 9:00.

Ally: And bring friends to the party.

Bay?

I thought that was you.

Simone! Hi!

What are you doing here?

I have a couple of hours
before my next meeting

so I swung by to borrow
Regina's Internet.

- Do you work here?
- Oh, no. I'm just helping out for the day.

Actually, I'm a tattoo artist.

That is so perfect for you.

I sold out and joined
the corporate world.

My dad had an in at a
pharmaceutical company

and they made me a sales rep.

It's crazy. I actually love it.

- Well, you look great.
- Thanks.

I feel so basic sometimes,

but my boss is all about the labels.

He even makes me drive
this embarrassing Beemer.

It's totally flashy.

But you know how it is...
appearance is everything, right?

Mmm. I know exactly what you mean.

I have this spread coming up
in Live Ink magazine

and I'm not sure if I'm gonna do it

'cause I just gotta be really
protective about my brand.

And I just don't want
to get all mainstream.

Totally.

Well, we should really get
together and catch up more.

- Did I hear something about a party?
- Yes, upstairs.

- We're having a "Turn on the Lights" party...
- It's a party/ meets art installation.

It's a statement about our
waste of this earth's resources.

You always were the creative one.

And I love art shows. I'm
kind of an investor now.

So I guess I'll see you tonight.

Can't wait.

(Energetic music)

I guess I shouldn't be
surprised you know how to hit.

You grew up with a pro baller.

I didn't meet the
Kennishes till I was 15.

- I lived with my mom in East Riverside.
- Get out!

I'm from Blue Creek.

We were neighbors, we
didn't even know it.

(laughs)

I gotta be honest, though.

It's a little hard to picture you there.

Why?

'Cause I'm white?

Or 'cause I'm deaf?

Both.

When I was 10, I wore
my hair in cornrows

for an entire summer to try
to fit in with the other girls.

- Not a good look for me.
- (laughing)

I never knew anybody who
was deaf before Travis.

It was hard enough growing up
over there as a hearing person.

You must be pretty tough.

Actually, the community
really supported me and my mom.

I loved living in East Riverside.

I can't wait to get out of the 'hood.

As soon as I land my spot
with the Royals, I'm gone.

- Yeah?
- Yeah. Yeah, this time next year,

I'll be driving a sweet ride
up to my mansion in Hallbrook,

after signing a couple
hundred autographs, of course.

Is it hard being so insecure?

I'm not cocky, I'm confident.

- I deserve that spot.
- Yeah, I get it.

Hey, you want to go get some food?

Keep hanging?

Oh my God, you're bleeding.

Simone?

- Toby?
- Hey.

Hi.

- Oh my God, tell me that's not a baby.
- Uh, yeah.

I sort of took the fast track to
the whole "marriage and kids" thing.

That's great.

You married that cute blond girl I met?

What was her name? Nikki?

Uh, no. Well, technically
yes, for a minute.

Um, but my...

my new wife...

her name's Lily and she works at UMKC.

- And this is?
- This is Carlton.

Aw! Can I meet him? I love babies.

Yeah, yeah.

Come here, buddy.

Oh. Uh, wow. I didn't realize...

Yeah. So, uh...

I didn't mean, uh... I just...

I am so sorry.

(cooing)

Sorry about what?

Um, you know, we gotta get going.

We've... we've got a
therapy session today. And...

come on, buddy.

It was good to see you.

Okay, you're all fixed up now

so give us a call if it starts again.

I really killed our date, huh?

Date? I thought you
said it was just a hang?

You didn't know? It got
upgraded when I bled on you.

And it could even become a dinner date

if you play your cards right.

Uh, well, my sister just texted.

Apparently, we're
having a party tonight.

Oh. Cool. Cool.

- Do you want to come?
- Yeah, I... I'd love to.

Well, you can't walk
around campus like that.

Let's see...

what do you think?

"Student Health Center"
or "Kangaroo Crawl"?

"Crawl," definitely.

Whoa. What happened?

Oh, I just got hit by
a baseball in practice.

It looks worse than it is.

That doesn't look like a ball bruise.

That many colors usually means
a bunch of different bruises.

Well, it hurt like I got hit
by a bunch of different balls.

That Travis has got an arm on him.

Hey, I gotta run.

- I'll see you tonight.
- Yeah.

(door opens)

- Hey.
- Hey. Do you know

where the camping lanterns are?
They have got to be here somewhere.

Who are you and what have
you done with my sister?

I ran into Simone this morning

and she is totally killing it.

She's driving a Beemer and

I can't even afford to
pay the electric bill.

So the answer is "camping"?

We're throwing a party tonight.

Simone basically invited herself.

You should have seen her, Toby.

- She was wearing a blazer.
- I actually did see her.

- Carlton and I stopped by for a muffin.
- Whoa.

Are you okay? That must have been
weird for you after everything.

No, it was no big deal. It was fine.

You should DJ tonight!

Lily is taking Carlton to go
visit college friends, right?

And J and K are having
the Kennish game night.

Tell me you are not
dying to escape that.

Even if I wanted to DJ,

turn tables require electricity.

Well, I'll just run an extension
cord downstairs to the Cracked Mug.

Come on! Please!

It's gonna be so lame without music.

And you're totally a big deal.

How cool will we look to Simone

with DJ TK at the turn tables?

- Fine. Okay.
- Yay!

Dr. Barminski, do you have a sec?

- What's up?
- Um, I saw something kind of weird earlier.

A friend of mine had a bunch of
bruises in the exact same spot,

almost like a blossom.

Sounds like an injection
site. Is your friend diabetic?

I don't think so.

Well, when we see abdominal
bruise patterns like that,

we assume insulin. Forearms
could indicate narcotics.

- Where was the site?
- On his deltoid, up here.

Is your friend an athlete?

How'd you know that?

It's a common place to inject steroids.

Tell your friend to be careful.

He could seriously hurt himself.

(Energetic rock music)

Hey, is she here yet?

I haven't seen her.

Are you sure you don't just want me

to tell Simone to go to hell?

And make it seem like I care

about her perfect
clothes and car and job?

No, absolutely not.

Um, hi there.

You are not on the list.

Oh, come on. Are you really still
mad about the whole T-shirt thing?

Yeah. Now scram.

I'll give you 20.

Fine.

But if you even take
one look at my portfolio,

you are going to wake up with
a forehead tattoo, all right?

Cool. Bye.

Whoa!

Cheers to be able to shave
my legs in the light tomorrow!

Salute!

Oh!

Mmm. Someone cleaned up nice.

Damn straight.

Oh, Simone.

I am so glad that you could make it.

You remember my friend Ally?

And this is my boyfriend Travis.

- Oh, so you're not with Emmett?
- No!

Um,

Travis and I have actually been together

- for almost a year.
- Gotcha.

Nice to meet you, Travis.

Oh, and you know Daphne.

Hey, how's it going?

- Good. You?
- Good.

Oh, you have got to
see our view. Come on!

- Hey, baller.
- Hey.

Man, I'm ready for a beer.

Your dad had me running
suicides for, like, an hour.

But don't worry, still
ready to bust out my Nae Nae.

I promise, bleeding on a girl

isn't normally part of
my first-date routine.

There's a routine, huh?

Usually starts with
me buying you a beer.

Well, technically, it's my party, so

I'm buying you a beer.

If you insist.

British, Titanic, blond.

Nicole Kidman!

- (buzzer sound)
- Kate Winslet!

- Nicole Kidman is Australian, honey.
- What are you talking about?

She's always talking like
an American in the movies.

Oh! Regina and Luca, eight.
John and Kathryn, two.

Plus our sweeping victory in Taboo.

Okay, I know defeat when I see it.

- I will be right back.
- Luca: I got it.

It's the least I can do for
schoolin' you in your own home.

Thank you.

I still don't know how
you knew Miley Cyrus

from "tongue, pants, ball."

- You two share a brain.
- Apparently not,

because Luca just aced our
economic strategies paper

- and I got a C.
- What are you talking about?

You said you were on the
fast track to the Dean's List.

- What happened?
- I don't know.

I talked to our TA Lauren,

but she was weird about it.

- Huh. I wonder what that's all about.
- (phone dinging)

Just talk to her again.

You know, she'll probably see the light.

Kathryn: How about Parcheesi?

- Oh yeah, baby!
- I love Parcheesi.

We got cheese, we got
Parcheesi. It's gonna be great.

Actually, I'm pretty tired.

Um, mind if we call it a night?

John: Really? I know
what's going on over there.

You want to get out of here
while you're still ahead.

It may have crossed my mind.

Uh-huh. Well, you know what?

You come back for a rematch someday.

My pride will probably
heal in about, what?

- One or two months.
- Maybe.

You staying over?

Ah, I have an early training
thing for the Reserves.

Call you after?

Sure.

- See ya.
- Kathryn: Bye.

Bye.

Regina, are you okay?

No, I think Luca is cheating on me.

Cargo shorts over there? He has
a pathological fear of water.

Hasn't showered in six years.

That's nothing. The guy with the
pink shirt has multiple personalities.

One owns a ferret.

Wait.

I must be way off-base, 'cause
I thought this was going okay?

It is.

That's the problem.

I actually like you.

Why is that a problem?

Because I'm worried about you.

Nose bleeds plus that bruise...

It's not a big deal. I get
nose bleeds all the time.

Are you sure that's all?

What are you getting at?

Are you using steroids?

What?

No!

Look, I know how much
pressure you're under

with my dad pushing
you for this try-out.

But steroids are really dangerous.

You have no idea what
you're talking about.

Okay? I told you... a ball hit me.

That wasn't a ball bruise.

You...

you got it all wrong. Okay? I'm not...

If you stop now,

there shouldn't be any permanent damage.

You are a great player.

You're still going to have a career.

Is that why you invited me over tonight?

So you could have an intervention?

What? No, of course not.

Whatever. Look, you're
the one who's trippin'

'cause I don't do that stuff.

And I have better things to do

than to sit around and get accused

by some girl I've been on one date with.

(music playing)

Aidan: That's not what a Dutch Oven is.

- Don't be retarded.
- Me?

You're the one who
belongs in special ed.

Whatever, short bus...

Okay, so Operation Simone is going great

except for the part where
one of Luca's friends

just chugged all the tequila
and passed out in my closet.

Hey, man, can you touch
your elbow and bite your ear?

Hey, what the hell is your problem?

Uh, Toby?

You think making fun of people
with disabilities is funny?

Actually, yeah, I do.

- Okay, you need to leave.
- Get out of my face, man.

Hey.

- Watch it.
- Oh, I get it.

Is Helen Keller over
here why you're so mad?

- What is your problem...
- Listen here...

Hey.

Aidan and those guys
are gone. Are you okay?

I don't know what happened back there.

That kid said "retarded,"
and I just lost it.

That's understandable.

The way those guys
were acting was heinous.

The thing is, is like, it
never bothered me before.

I mean, I even probably said
it myself before Carlton. But,

man, to hear that kid tonight, some

paternal instinct or something

just took over.

I get it.

But there are a bunch
of idiots in the world.

Toby, you can't freak out every
time someone makes a bad joke.

It... it's not just that.

Um,

this morning when

I introduced Carlton to Simone,

her reaction was, um...

It was the first time
that I had to introduce him

to someone from my life

who didn't already know.

What do you wish Simone
had said this morning?

I... I don't even know.

You're new at this.

But you will figure it out.

All right, I... I gotta
go check on Travis.

Also?

I think most people are
trying to say the right thing.

They just don't know how.

(music playing)

You okay?

Simone's looking for you.

Well, you're up, Dr. D.

You are the raddest, Kennish.

Warm soda gets real old when
you're four years' sober.

No problem. Perks of knowing the owner.

- Hey, check it out.
- Um, hey, you guys can't be down here.

Door was open. Come on.

- Uh...
- Let him stay.

It's like a million degrees up
there, and he is really cute.

It's just, um, Regina would
kill me if anything happened.

I get it. In high school,
you always seemed so tough,

but we both know you were
secretly the good one.

And thank God. One of us had to be.

- I'll take care of it.
- You know what, Simone?

- It's cool.
- You sure?

Positive. Let's have fun.

Kathryn: Is that your TA?

They used to date.

And now he's on his way to
her place at 10:00 on a Friday.

You don't know that. These
photos are over a year old.

Then why didn't Luca tell
me that he dated our TA?

And how... how do you explain the text?

Doesn't look good.

I am so mad,

I don't know whether
I should scream or cry.

- Kathryn: Is that a tramp stamp?
- Mmm.

- How do I zoom in?
- (beeps)

Oh my God. I think I
just "liked" the photo.

How... how do I "unlike" it?

"This photo will be saved to
your favorites." No, no, no!

- Here, just...
- (beeps)

- Oops.
- Oops?

I think I just "liked" another photo.

(grunts)

That's not gonna fix it. No.

(sighs) What am I doing?

I am stalking some girl on the
Internet like I'm a teenager.

You know what I used to do

when I was stalking a boyfriend's ex?

- Kathryn: Which apartment is it?
- I have no idea.

So much easier with a house.

It's okay. We'll just wait him out.

I mean, he has to come
out at some point, right?

Unless the whole "Reserves"
thing was a lie too?

You know, I'm sort of surprised.

You and Luca seem so good together.

Well, sure, right now. But just wait.

In a couple years, he's
going to want to have kids

and then he'll run straight back
to Lauren's young, hot ovaries.

Regina, where is this coming from?

Do you remember when
Luca's dad came by?

Sure.

He thinks I'm single-handedly
terminating their family line.

Wow. That's a big thing
to drop on someone.

What did Luca say about it?

Nothing. I didn't tell him.

Can I give you some advice from a person

who's been married longer
than that TA's been alive?

Secrets fester.

You may be bad at Luca for
not being honest with you,

but you have to be honest with him.

You're right.

This is crazy. Let's get out of here.

(Regina gasps)

Oh.

Oh.

Man.

(rock music playing).

Hey, good news.

I met a girl upstairs who's
looking for a roommate.

- You're leaving us?
- Just your couch.

I liked having you around.

Hey, you two... you're up.

- Come on, let's kick her ass.
- Oh, you're on!

Ready? One, two, three.

- Go!
- Whoo! Ah.

- All right.
- This is harder than I thought.

Nailed it!

Chug.

I am sober. You're drinking for two.

- Bay?
- Luca!

What's going on? I got your text.

Uh, I texted you because
your buddy Tucker...

he passed out on my
favorite pair of boots,

but he is fine now

and he taught me how
to play Civil War, see?

Regina's gonna freak out.

We need to get these people
back upstairs right now.

Oh, It'll be fine. I'll clean
up later. She'll never know.

What up, Barahona?

- Hey, Bay, toss me that ball.
- Okay.

- Whoo!
- Tucker, wait!

That's not good.

What were you thinking?

It was just a small party to
pay off the electricity bill

and no one was supposed
to come down here.

- But I opened it up to make a coffee...
- And what?

Some of these mugs are antiques.

I can never replace them.

I didn't mean for this to happen.

You are under age.

If the cops had shown up, they
could have shut me down, Bay.

I'm really sorry.

Well, good.

I expect you to cover the damages.

Um...

I'm sorry to interrupt.

I just wanted to let you know that

everyone's gone from upstairs.

Thanks.

I'll walk you out.

Well, uh,

congratulations. You win.

Uh, I'm a mess.

My party wasn't

an art installation, it was a fundraiser

because I'm so broke,
I can't pay my bills.

- I wasn't judging you.
- Well, maybe you should.

You've got this amazing
job, this amazing

wardrobe, this amazing car.
And seeing you this morning

sent me straight back to high school.

And all I could think
about was beating you,

when the truth is, I'm a disaster.

Look, my life may not be as
fabulous as I made it seem.

Yeah, I make six figures,
but I'm miserable.

I don't have time to
make friends or date.

And I'm basically paid to
take doctors out to lunch

and let them hit on me.

Wow.

And I was at the Cracked Mug
this morning to see Regina,

my sponsor, because I've been so unhappy

that I almost fell off
the wagon last week.

I never would have guessed.

You seem so together.

I guess we just bring out
the worst in each other.

Do you know how jealous I am

that you've actually turned
your passion into a job?

Why are we so competitive?

I don't know.

Can we call a truce?

Yes.

Just don't sleep with
my boyfriend, okay?

Honey, what's wrong?

I found out something at
the health center today

and I don't want to tell you.

And I could probably lose my
position for saying something,

but I'm really worried that you're
going to end up in big trouble.

Daphne, what is it?

I think someone on the
baseball team is using steroids.

It's gonna take two weeks

to replace that ceramic dripper.

You're mad at Bay for being immature

when you pulled a drive-by
at my ex-girlfriend's place?

Yeah.

Lauren texted me.

I know all about your covert ops.

I'm sorry.

I saw her text inviting you over.

Then you left. And I guess
I went a little crazy.

I went to bail out Bay.

I know that now.

But you have to admit, it looked bad.

Why didn't you tell me you guys dated?

Because we agreed not to
talk about our exes, remember?

You said there was no
point in living in the past.

Oh, yeah.

And I only texted
Lauren in the first place

because I was worried she'd
docked your grade because of me.

And did she?

She said you confused Fool
Theory with Odd Theory.

Oh, damn it.

I don't get it.

What have I ever done to
make you think I'd cheat.

Nothing.

Well, what is it then?

Your dad told me I
was standing in the way

- of your having children.
- And you listened to him?

I told you, I don't want kids.

Sure, right now.

But you might someday.

Being in Afghanistan taught me
there might not be a "someday."

I have to trust in
what I want right now.

And that's you.

If that changes, we'll deal with it.

Okay?

Okay.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Thanks for coming.

I was gonna text you too.

I hate the way that we left things.

I'm so sorry if I...

I mean,

I just didn't know what to say.

Me neither.

Hey, come here.

- (Carlton cooing)
- Oh!

Oh, yes.

Yeah, come over here.

Just sit up and meet Simone.

So this is my son Carlton.

He's... he's a year old

and he has Down syndrome.

He also has an amazing laugh,

a real thing for blueberries,

and is killer on percussion.

(laughs) He's adorable.

Thank you.

Hi.

(laughs) Hi.

So, um,

I hear you're a pharmaceutical rep?

Yeah.

Hmm.

How's that?

Well, it sucks.

I'm... I'm in my car 12 hours a day.

If I have to wear another blazer,

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

Daphne, wait. Wait.

What the hell? Did you narc on me?

- Yeah, I did.
- Are you trying to ruin my life?

Of course not. I didn't say your name,

but my parents need to
know they have a problem.

Maybe your coach can convince you

that your health is more
important than a better fastball.

You think I'm using because
I want to throw better?

I'm using because a
cop tried to arrest me

and he strained my rotator cuff.

I stopped taking that
stuff a few days ago.

It was just for a little bit, you know,

because my Royals' try-out is next week

and I didn't have enough time to
let my shoulder heal naturally.

If you stopped using,
then you should be fine.

Right! My career is done.

Don't you think you're
being a little dramatic?

My dad's going to yell
and lecture, and that's it.

A lecture? You think
that's what's coming?

Your mom ordered a mandatory
drug test for the whole team.

My life is over.

I don't think I can do this.

Ah, it's time to let go, sweetie.

Move on.

She's been with me through so much...

running away to Mexico with Zarra,

that terrible octopus phase,

my time on the chain gang.

Now she'll be there for somebody else.

I'm the funky artist with the cool car.

If I let her go, what does that make me?

The funky artist who can pay her bills.

I know it sounds dumb
and it's just a car, but

I feel like I'm saying goodbye
to being a kid or something.

Well, you are a little bit.

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