Original subtitles

(Paul groaning)

- (Tyler): Cops are supposed to arrest criminals,

Mia, not murder them!

- I know I fucked up,

but I didnt know what else to do.

- I would have taken them as far away from him as possible.

- Keris husband is trying to control her.

And I just want her to know that were here for her

in case anything were to happen.

- So what? You want me to leave my husband?

Break up my family? Is that what you want?

(Keri grunting)

- Im sick of you shitting on me all the time,

making me look like some kind of asshole!

(Keri groaning)

- You know thats not normal, right?

- Its normal to tell your boyfriend you had a miscarriage

when youre actually still pregnant...

- So, you lied to me about a miscarriage?

Do--do you realize how--how fucked up that is?

- I know.

Its none of your fucking business who I go out with.

You dont get a say in this. Youre not my mother.

- Hey, listen up, missy,

this is my house, and youll show me some respect.

- You dont want my respect. You dont want to see me.

You dont want to hear me. Admit it, you want me gone.

Im not allowed to exist around you.

(Baby wailing)

Now look what you did.

Do you practice being such a bitch

or were you just born that way?

Robert, can you get Mia to stop her demonic screaming?

We cant live like this. Shes--shes--shes toxic!

- Fuck you! - Mia!

Dont talk to Joan that way. OK? Whats wrong with you?

- Congratulations. You want me to disappear?

Im fucking gone!

(Baby wailing)

- Mia.

Come on.

Where are you gonna go, Mia?

- Ill move in with Alex. Hes coming to pick me up.

- I dont know what to do with the two of you.

Im at a loss here.

- Did you hear what she said to me?

- You just need to cut her a break.

She--shes stressed out about the baby.

She just feels-- - What about how I feel?

You always take her side.

(Door opening)

(Sobbing)

(Engine starting)

♪ ♪ ♪

(Footsteps approaching)

(Tableware clattering, zipper closing)

- Have a good day, Mimi. - You too, my love.

(Doorbell ringing)

(Children screaming)

(Line ringing)

- Hi, youve reached Keri. Please leave a message.

(Voicemail beeping)

- Hey, uh, I was just checking in.

I wanted to see how things were going.

Something sort of seemed off when I left, so, uh...

Yeah, uh, give me a call back and let me know youre OK.

I love you, you know, uh...

- Hey, bro, did you need to call Mommy to ask for permission

to stay out all night in the big, scary forest?

- Wifes got short leash on you, huh?

- Shut up.

(Chuckling)

(Scratching throat, Todd chuckling)

- My brothers got the shortest leash.

Ah man!

(Fire crackling, wind whistling)

♪ ♪ ♪

(Todd laughing)

- (Whispering): Here you go.

- There you go.

(Fire crackling)

(Line ringing)

- Hi, youve reached Keri. Please leave a message.

(Voicemail beeping)

- Do you have any idea what youre putting me through?

I must have called you, like, 25 times.

How do I know something hasnt happened to you, huh?

Im--Im imagining all sorts of shit here!

(Breathing heavily)

Call me back. Im fucking serious.

(Breathing heavily)

(Phone chiming)

- What happened?

- Paul was getting ready to go on his annual hunting trip

with his brother, and I said...

Im sure youll have a great time.

The fresh air will do you a load of good.

- Sounds like you cant wait to get rid of me.

- Come on, I cant wish you well

without there being an ulterior motive?

- Wish me well, huh?

Like theres something wrong with me?

- I mean, youve been depressed.

Your moods are all over the place.

You never feel up for anything. - Oh, OK, so thats it.

You--youve got plans. - Plans?

- Is that why you want us to take my brothers car?

Where are you going? Who with?

- Wow.

Are you listening to yourself right now?

- You know what? Youre right.

It will do me a world of good to get a break

from your ugly face for the weekend.

(Keri breathing shakily)

- And then he took our car keys so we couldnt leave.

And I didnt know where else to go.

- Oh, you did the right thing.

- Yeah, but what am I supposed to do now?

- One thing at a time.

(Inhaling sharply)

- Mia, where are we supposed to live?

I cant afford to do this on my own.

- Keri, youve taken back control.

Were gonna get you the resources that you need.

- And what am I supposed to tell the girls?

That Mommy is hiding from Daddy? Hes gonna want to see them.

What if he takes this out on them?

Oh my God! This is--this is just too much.

- Just stay calm.

(Door opening)

Breathe.

- Mimi! - Hey, you!

Hey. Where were you guys?

- The movie theatre.

And I barely talked the whole time.

Right, Dad? - Mm-hmm.

- Must have been a pretty good movie!

- Yeah, its hard to talk

when your mouth is stuffed with popcorn.

- Um, Keri and the girls are gonna spend the night tonight.

- Why? - Just for fun.

And you can play with them when you wake up tomorrow.

- Cool. - But you go straight to bed.

All right? Thats the deal.

- Ah! - Come on, teeth.

- Were in the way. - No, not at all.

Im really glad that you came.

Come here.

(Keri sobbing)

Youre OK.

(Sobbing)

She didnt have anywhere else to go and...

shes afraid of what he might do next, so...

shell be safe here.

- I get it.

No worries.

(Breathing heavily)

(Door closing)

(Door opening)

(Door closing)

- Keri?

Keri?

(Line ringing)

- Hi, youve reached Keri. Please leave a message.

(Voicemail beeping)

- You think you can take my girls away from me, huh?

You bitch! Theyre my girls.

My girls!

(Breathing heavily)

(Grunting, breathing heavily)

(Children giggling)

(Bell ringing)

(Children talking, indistinct)

(Pan sizzling)

- Pauls freaking out.

Hes calling everyone: family,

friends I havent spoken to in ages.

Everyone knows.

- I know youre embarrassed,

but its--its good everybody knows.

Youre gonna need all the support you can get.

- My cousin said that we can stay with her.

- Leslie? No.

You wouldnt be safe there.

- How do you know Leslie?

- I feel like you told me about her before...

- Its just, um...

I dont want to burden you.

I can tell somethings up between you and Bryson.

- Thats not about you.

I told him Im pregnant.

- OK. And I take it hes not thrilled.

- Not so much.

(Doorbell ringing)

- Hey. Is, uh, is Keri here?

- How did you get this address?

- Well, uh, Brysons business is, uh, is listed here.

- Well, Keris not here, so Id like you to leave now.

- No, not before I speak to her.

- Well, I su-- - Daddy!

- Hey. - Daddy.

- Oh! My girls!

I love you. Everythings fine.

Were going home, all four of us together, OK?

- Dont make a scene. OK? - Theres no scene.

- Um, girls, why dont you go inside with Mia, OK?

Mommy is gonna talk to Daddy for a second.

- Well be right back.

What the hell is this? Did she put this in your head?

- She had nothing to do with it. I just want time to think.

- What about what I want? Huh?

Who gives a shit about that, right?

- You should take some time to think too, and--and heal.

(Chuckling)

- Did you read that in one of your self-help books?

Come on, Keri. Lets keep this civilized.

Well go home, talk things over.

We--we dont need an audience for that. Come on.

- No. You should go.

We can talk on the phone, but not in front of the girls.

Paul!

Fuck off, Paul!

- Girls, grab your stuff. Were going home. Come on.

- Paul, dont do this. - No! Paul!

- Who the fuck do you think you are

coming between me and my family?

(Megan crying)

Lets go, Megan, youre coming with Daddy.

- No! No! - Come on, come with me.

- Paul, Im calling the police. - Mia, dont! Please!

- Yeah, go ahead! Call the cops!

They can arrest this bitch for kidnapping daughters.

- Yeah, I need a unit at 5537 3rd Avenue.

- Let go! - Put Annie down! Paul!

- Lets go, Annie. - Paul!

- Stop! No!

- Paul! - Mom!

- Paul, no! Paul, stop this!

- Keri, no.

(Horn honking, girls screaming)

- Dont do this, Paul! The police are on their way.

(Paul breathing heavily)

- Keri, I know this isnt easy,

but you have to tell them everything.

Do it for yourself and for your girls,

but do it for Paul too.

I mean, this is the only way that hes gonna get

the help that he needs.

(Inhaling deeply)

- The first incident...

(Exhaling)

...was in January,

when school started after the holidays.

♪ ♪ ♪

♪ ♪ ♪

♪ ♪ ♪

- Thanks for being so understanding about Keri.

- (Whispering): No problem.

(Normal voice): Ive been thinking a lot, you know.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Yeah, lying about the baby...

it opened my eyes to a lot of things.

And I dont even know if you recognize

all the different ways you try to control me.

Like insisting on having a baby,

no matter how the miscarriages were affecting us...

both of us.

It started to make me feel like it didnt matter how I felt,

what I wanted.

Every argument you remind me that you pay more for the house,

that you supported me for years when, um,

when I didnt have the money...

when you said that we were in this together.

But you never own up to that, that you use it as leverage.

Then you drop hints that maybe Im not trustworthy

so you can spy on me.

When I put it all together,

I got to admit that I--Im not the guy for you.

Im not what you need.

- Its cause Im always afraid Im gonna lose you.

- Yeah...

and how did that work out?

If Im honest...

I really cant see a path forward.

And now youre pregnant, and, uh,

and I really dont want to hurt you, Mia...

but I cant lie to myself either.

♪ ♪ ♪

(Doorbell ringing)

(Sniffling, door opening)

- Hey. - Hey.

So?

- Well, I--I cant go anywhere near Keri until the hearing.

- Shit, man.

What did you do to her? - Nothing!

OK, we--we had a little fight before I left, but...

(Chuckling)

...Im telling you, man, shes--shes not right mentally.

She--shes gone nuts.

You know, Ive always given her everything she ever wanted,

and then the minute I lose my job,

she just--she abandons me.

- Wait, what?

You lost your job? - Yeah.

- All right.

Enough with the self-pity.

You want your wife back?

You need to stop acting like a little bitch.

- Yeah. Yeah.

- Hes calling everyone I know and telling them that Im crazy,

that Im unstable.

He even called my boss.

So now, on top of everything else,

I have to worry about losing my job.

- The important thing is that youre safe now.

- Thank you.

- If you intend to sue for custody,

we can put you in touch with Legal Aid.

We just want to make sure things dont get ugly,

which happens all too often.

- It does.

Why wouldnt you agree to mediation?

- Cause theres no mediating this.

I dont want you to see Jared. Hes not your son.

- Why are you doing this?

(Sighing)

- Cause youre trying to turn him against me.

- Im not, I swear! I just said that--

I didnt want to move out,

but your dad doesnt want to see me.

- Why doesnt he want to see you.

- Well, he met someone else.

He doesnt love me anymore.

- Its a perfectly reasonable offer.

Turning it down is unreasonable.

- Oh yeah?

Is it reasonable to keep Jared from me too?

Youre not seeing a penny from that house.

I made the down payment. - That was your idea!

- I think its kind of beautiful.

- Well, uh, I love this place.

- Me too. - Wow.

- Should we buy it?

- What? Are you serious?

I c-- I mean, I dont have the money.

I cant afford it. - I can.

Think of it as an investment in your career...

and in us.

- Maybe as a sign of good will,

you could agree to his lawyers request

for visits with the children?

- Yeah, OK. Um, he is their father, so...

- Dont.

Hell just use them to get back at you.

- Are you concerned for their safety?

- Paul would never hurt the girls.

- Are you certain of that?

Because if not, Id have to open up a new file.

- Offer to let him see them under supervision.

- Can we do that? - We can ask.

Who would you propose to supervise?

- Me.

- Mia...

youve already done so much.

- No, I--Ill do it.

I want to.

(Bell ringing)

(Children screaming)

Fajitas tonight? - Yeah.

- Your dad wont be having dinner with us.

Uh, he has to work late tonight.

- OK.

Are you guys fighting?

- A little.

But you know, your dad has every right to be mad at me.

I, um, Im actually still pregnant.

I lied to you both when I said that I lost the baby.

- Why?

- I thought that I was gonna lose it again.

But this time, the baby stayed.

I was being selfish.

I didnt even think how much it would hurt you and your dad.

- Thats weird.

- I know.

But you know...

even as grown-ups,

sometimes we still make mistakes.

Im really sorry, J.

- So, that means that Im going to be a big brother?

- (Whispering): Yeah.

(Cartoon exclaiming)

(Phone chiming)

♪ ♪ ♪

(Sighing)

♪ ♪ ♪

- Jesus, I fucking hate men.

- OK.

Is that why youre here?

Its fairly rare for officers to voluntarily seek therapy.

- Well, after years of trying,

my boyfriend and I are finally pregnant.

And now hes leaving me for someone else.

- That must be difficult.

And you would like to see the pregnancy through?

- Yeah. I do.

And I want to save my relationship too.

I just dont know how to make it work with him.

Bryson.

Im controlling.

Im always snooping and suspicious.

(Sighing)

And hes not wrong about me. I mean...

I really dont want to make the same mistake

again this time.

But I know that I will because, well, I already have.

You know, even with my eyes open,

knowing what Im doing,

its like I cant help myself.

Its been that way with him from the very start.

(Indistinct chatter)

- Mia...

What are you doing here?

- I thought you were with a client.

- Uh, yeah, he invited me for a beer after our meeting.

Raf. Raf, this is--this is my new girlfriend Mia.

Mia, this is Raf. - Hi.

- Hey.

- How did you know I was here?

- I just dont trust men.

So, you know, I get jealous and controlling.

And of course, he rejects me because

who wants jealous and controlling, right?

And then I get even more insecure in the relationship

so I get even more jealous and controlling,

and then he rejects me again.

And then I get jealous and controlling,

and then he rejects me.

And its, like...

(Sighing)

How do I get it to stop?

(Saw buzzing)

I, um...

I went to the force psychologist.

- OK.

- And I want to change...

for real.

- Yeah?

You want to change, um...

so that well stay together?

- But thats not the only reason.

I want to learn how to be...

honest, with myself too.

And I want to have this baby,

and yeah, I want to have it together.

I want you to stay.

- What if thats not what I want?

- But Im carrying your child.

You dont think thats worth trying?

- Ive been trying, Mia, you know...

for a long time.

- So, what is it about this woman,

this, um, Laura?

Is it the novelty?

Because that will wear off too. Trust me.

- How do you know about Laura?

You been snooping on me again? - You know what?

You leave me for her, I will get back every penny

that I ever spent on you and this house,

your business, everything, you asshole!

So, I fucked up again.

I mean, I played all my greatest hits.

(Chuckling)

Emotional blackmail...

financial threats...

just like last time.

- What do you mean, "last time"? - I just, uh...

I just mean that I played them before.

- Self-awareness is the first step to growth.

- Im staying at my sisters now.

I let Bryson stay at the house

so that I could keep Jared out of this mess.

- And so Bryson wouldnt move in with this other woman.

- Yeah, that too, but...

also to give him time to think.

- Did he ask for time to think?

- I mean, its a big decision.

- Right, so you decided he needs time to think

about a big decision you presumed he needs to make.

- It is a big decision. - Of course.

- What? He got me pregnant.

This is his child too.

- What made you angry just now?

- I dont know.

Its like youre saying this isnt an important decision.

- But thats not what I said.

- Anyway, it didnt stop him from going to see her.

And yes, I spied on him like I always do.

And of course, he saw me.

- Tell me how that felt.

- Abandoned.

- What do you imagine Bryson saw...

when he came out and found you sitting there?

- He saw how pathetic I am.

(Scoffing)

A worthless person.

- You think theres a chance hell come around?

- I dont know.

I mean, if he doesnt want it, what do I do?

Do I just keep it anyway?

- Yeah, if you want it, you should absolutely keep it.

- And what?

Raise a kid by myself? - Um, what about us?

- Well, yeah, of course, but...

a child without a father?

- There will be other father figures in its life.

- Such as?

- OK, well, for starters theres Dan

and, um...

and then...

- Hmm.

Were a real embarrassment of riches, huh?

- I will--Ill just stop waxing.

(Chuckling)

And my moustache will grow in

like a plume like youve never seen.

(Laughing)

(Children talking, indistinct)

- Higher.

- You sure? - Yes.

- All right. You ready? Hang on.

Oh, youre going crooked.

- Daddy, he said I was stupid

and that I should go play someplace else.

- Who said that? - Him.

But I told him if he didnt stop being so mean to me,

my daddy would pull his hair.

- Whoa, whoa, sweetie. We dont say things like that.

Lets go talk to him together, all right?

Megan, Ill be right back. - OK.

- Hey, whats your name?

No, no, no, I just want to talk to you...

Yeah, well go--well talk to him together.

Hey.

- So, I hear youre gonna pull my sons hair.

- No, no, no. My--my--my daughter misspoke.

I just wanted to ask your boy to be kind with her

and just not call her names, you know?

She has the right to enjoy the jungle gym

just as much as he does.

- Maybe your girl provoked him.

(Sighing)

- Look, I--I trust my daughters account of what happened.

- Are you calling my son a liar?

You like to start fights too, huh?

Like your trouble-maker daughter?

- My what?

Come on, sweetie.

Lets go get some hot chocolate.

Megan, lets go.

- You didnt hit him cause...

Im here or is it because hes not a woman?

- No, he wasnt worth it.

And I would never fight in front of my girls.

- Well, the girls saw you fighting with Keri, didnt they?

I mean, isnt that why she said youd pull his hair?

Same way you were there when your father beat your mother.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Who the fuck told you that?

- Is that the kind of father you want to be?

Just like your father?

- You shut your fucking mouth or Ill...

(Annie and Megan talking, indistinct)

- I just dont understand how his mind works.

- Bryson?

- Uh, him too. But I was talking about Paul.

- What made you think about him?

- Well, Ive been supervising his visits with his kids

for two months, and hes really great with them.

Its just so hard to understand how he can go

from being so sweet and loving with those girls,

and then just...

turn into a monster.

- Yeah, you often bring up Paul and his family.

It, uh, it reminds me of how you question

your own fathers behaviour

and how he could love you so much,

and then go live with Joan.

- Well, thats not the same thing.

My fathers not a monster.

He wanted to spend time with us, but...

she manipulated him.

I mean, if anyones the monster in that scenario, its Joan.

- Your father was an adult with responsibilities.

Was he not?

- Yeah, what are you getting at? - He made a choice.

- Are you saying that its my fathers fault.

I me... Is that what Im hearing?

- Ultimately,

its his decision to be present in your life or not,

and to what extent.

- Well, thats great.

Doesnt make me feel like a loser at all...

(Chuckling)

Pushing forty with Daddy issues, that... thats original.

- What would you like to say to your father?

No filter, no step-mother, just the truth.

- I dont know.

I would say that I would have wanted him to stay with us...

and not ruin everything by leaving.

- Tell him.

- I would like to think that...

I meant something to you...

that our family meant something to you...

and that you wouldnt keep running away all the time.

(Breathing shakily)

And I wish that you could apologize...

and just say sorry for once...

say that you regret abandoning us.

(Sobbing)

Why cant we ever talk about Mom?

Like, I just...

Like, her death...

and mourn her like a family?

- And what would you like him to say in response?

- Im sorry.

I should have been there for you girls.

I made a mistake.

And your mother...

shes an extraordinary woman.

Shes--shes funny...

loving...

and you remind me so much of her.

And you girls, you...

you girls are...

you have to know that I love you more than...

(Sobbing)

- Our time is up...

but I dont want to leave you at this moment.

- Well, thats the kindest thing

that anyone has ever one for me...

stayed.

I feel so important.

(Chuckling, sniffling)

- You are.

- So they told me to come here,

that I would-- it would help my case.

- And help you get your wife back.

- Look, can I just be straight with you?

I--Im not even a violent guy, OK?

I had never done anything like that in my life.

It was one bad day. - All right.

Tell me about that.

(Doorbell ringing)

- Hey. - Hey.

- I rang the bell in case you were, uh,

you know, with someone.

- Come in.

- Thanks.

And I brought the cake. - Great.

- And, uh, Jareds present.

And, um...

- Wow.

You look amazing.

- Thanks, uh, its for Jared.

- Uh, yeah, well, you know, the--the kids,

they--theyre playing downstairs.

(Children laughing in distance)

- So, theres a ultrasound appointment coming up, uh...

I--I thought Id mention it in case you wanted to be there.

Im not really sure how were supposed to do this.

- Yeah, honestly, neither am I.

- Its in a couple weeks, so you can think about it.

- Yeah, text me the date and, uh...

- Yeah.

- So...

when she undermines you,

thats when you feel humiliated and you lose your temper.

Have your daughters witnessed this dynamic?

- No.

Um, maybe--maybe once.

- Kids overhear a lot more than we think

and they lack the maturity to be resilient

against negative outcomes.

So when you display that kind of behaviour

in front of Megan and Annie, it conditions them,

not just to expect that kind of behaviour

from their own future partners, but--

- Come on.

- The issue that Ive noticed with you, Paul,

is that you have a tendency to react on impulse

when you could take a step back and choose...

how to respond.

Do you understand?

React immediately or wait and choose.

- So what? Im supposed to just keep my mouth shut

and let her say and do whatever she wants?

- Whats more important to you?

Saving your family or always being right?

- But if--if shes wrong,

I--Im supposed to sit there and just take it?

- Waiting and choosing isnt weakness,

its empowering.

Is it fair to say that what youd like

is to stand up for yourself without being aggressive?

- I--I guess.

- Would you be open to coaching...

to work on that?

- Its nothing major,

just a series of radio frequencies

to melt the fat around here.

And I would love to talk to somebody

about getting my nose done.

- Oh. - Come on, guys.

(Children talking, indistinct)

(Indistinct chatter)

- Here you go. - Oh, thanks.

- Well, I say more power to you.

I feel younger and more attractive

when I have to meet with clients.

- Mm-hmm.

(Indistinct chatter)

- Hi, sweetie. - Hey.

- Cheeseburger all-dressed. - Thanks, Bryson.

So, hows the pregnancy going?

- Uh... so far, so good. Yeah.

- Im sure it will go well this time.

(Woman laughing)

- You know, its funny, Dad, uh,

now that Im about to become a mother...

I find myself thinking about Mom a lot.

You know Im the same age as she was when she died?

I try to remember as much as I can about her,

but the--the details are a little hazy.

I was just so young

and I just wish we would talk about her sometime...

like, you and me.

We never do.

- OK.

We can do that... sometime.

You know, youre lucky you can get away

with having a couple of these since youre eating for two.

(Mia chuckling)

(Footsteps approaching)

- Can I open my gifts now?

(Robert laughing)

- Yes, of course.

- (Jared): Whoa!

This is gonna take me three whole days

to put this together.

(Chuckling)

- No, please, dont bother. - Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- No, no, its OK. - You can relax, Joan.

Yeah, Dan and Cass and I will take care of all the clean-up.

- Hey, um, uh, where did you put the matches?

- Oh, we ran--we ran out.

Um, we used them for fondue the other night.

- Oh, you and Jared?

- Robert, we--we should probably get going soon, huh?

- Yes.

- You cant be serious. Already?

- Uh, maybe not right this minute, eh, Joan?

But soon.

Its a 2-hour drive,

and we need to drop off some paint at Chloes.

Shes doing renovations.

- Uh, and dont forget to send me the contact.

- Promis.

(Chuckling)

- You know what, Dad?

On second thought, just get the fuck out.

Yeah, you heard me. Get the fuck out.

- Hey, hey. - No, no. Im sorry, no.

Just... lets go. Lets go. Come on.

- Hey, hey! - Lets go. Up, up, up.

- Jesus, Mia! - What?

Can we please be real just for a second here?

We have never been a priority for you.

But Chloe and Bree, anything for them, right?

I mean, God, they sneeze and you drive all the way

from Ottawa to wipe her nose.

- Stop this. - Mia, youre out of line.

And youre wrong, your father talks about you all the time!

- Who gives a shit about talk, Joan?

We want him to be here with us for real

and no-and not half way.

I dont want to hear another word about

how you would just love to spend more time with us

but you just cant find the time!

- But its the truth.

- Youre a grown man, for Gods sakes!

Just act like one.

Go! - OK, come, Robert.

We dont need this!

(Speaking French): Hé. Viens!

- Yeah, run along.

Go...

like a good little lapdog.

(Sniffling)

Im sorry, J. Im so sorry, big J.

I didnt mean to ruin your birthday.

(Indistinct chatter)

(Whispering): Sorry.

Im so sorry.

- Hello, Mia.

- This will be our last session.

- What happened?

- I lost control with my dad

and I ruined Jareds birthday party because of you.

Coming here only causes more pain and more conflict.

And in the end, it...

it accomplishes nothing.

- OK.

What should it accomplish, then?

- For Bryson not to leave me.

- If youre only here to change other people,

then youre right, Mia, I cant help you.

- OK. Well...

if thats everything, then, um...

Ill get going. Thanks.

- Mia...

you cant force your father to be more present

or for Bryson to stay

if thats not what they want for themselves.

Its their choice. You have to accept that.

But what you can change is your reaction to their choices.

Now, if you find it difficult to process your pain

and to control your anger,

then I think I can help you get better.

Or you can decide to walk out instead.

Youre an adult.

The choice is yours.

- I hate you.

(Doorbell ringing)

Hey. - Hey.

- Jared ready?

- Yeah, uh, just before you go, um,

I just wanted to tell you that Im--Im not gonna go

to that ultrasound appointment.

- OK.

- Uh, listen, Im gonna be there when I can,

but I--I just need you to understand

that Im with Laura now.

And, uh, its just-- its really hard for her

that another woman is gonna have my baby soon and...

uh, I really wanted to make this relationship work, so...

- If you dont want to be in your kids life,

thats fine, Bryson.

Please dont use your girlfriend as an excuse, OK?

- Jared, buddy, Mias here.

- Mimi!

What are we gonna do today? - Were gonna go to the park.

And were gonna play with Annie and Megan.

- Sweet.

(Chuckling)

- Come on.

♪ ♪ ♪

- (Annie): Daddy! - There you are!

- Daddy! - Its so good to see you!

How are you doing? Pretty good?

- (Megan and Annie): Yeah. - Yeah?

Hey, Jared. - Come on, guys.

(Chuckling)

- Hey. - Hey.

(Children talking, indistinct)

- Jared.

- Megan.

- Everything OK?

- No, Bryson left me.

Now Im worried about losing this kid I love like crazy.

(Talking, indistinct)

Anyways, I guess you can relate.

- Daddy, come play with us.

- Come on, Mimi.

Its grown-ups against kids.

- And were gonna win. - No, youre not!

- No, youre not!

(Children talking, indistinct)

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