01x06 - The Things You Lost Along the Way

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(chattering in Spanish)

(chuckles)

- (chattering continues)
- (keys jingle)

(mutters in Spanish, whimpers)

(detective) Three g*nshots.

One to the head.
Two in the torso.

You think this was a
home invasion gone wrong?

Eh, it's too early to
tell, but it's, uh,

a lot of sh**ting for a home
invasion, and pretty accurate too.

Two in the side,
then one in the head.

(inhales deeply)

Feels like an execution.

Can you try to sound a little
less excited about this?

"Paul Levitt."

He's the owner,
according to the mail.

And absent from all
the family photos.

Divorce?

Something.

Detective Lin, I think we got
some g*nsh*t residue here.

The victim fired?

Can't be sure yet,
but looks that way.

But no g*n.

No. We did a thorough
search before you arrived.

(sniffs)

You smell that?

- What, sh*t and death?
- No. Ammonia.

Someone tried to
clean up over here.

(scoffs)

Buckle up, Hernandez.

Looks like we got
ourselves a m*rder.

(theme song playing)

I can't believe this
happened while we were home.

- (scoffs)
- Did you see or hear anything

between 6:00 last night
and 6:00 this morning?

- We're never on this side of the house.
- (chuckles)

- The front of your house?
- Uh...

What about the security cameras?

We were home last night.

We don't generally arm the
system when we're home.

It's a pretty safe neighborhood.

So, when was the last
time you saw Mr. Levitt?

Paul moved out a few months ago.

They're in the
middle of a divorce.

So the last time you saw
Mr. Levitt was when he moved out?

- Oh, no. He's been around.
- No.

He plays golf at the club and
comes to all the social events.

(doorbell rings)

I'm sorry, do you need
to deal with that?

No. It's just the
crushed oyster shells.

- For the pétanque court.
- Of course.

(Lin) So Paul, he was
a friend of yours?

I guess you could say that.

Can you think of anyone that
may have wanted to hurt him,

or anyone that might've
threatened him?

No. Not really.

Wait, didn't you say that he
got into a fight at Nick's?

- (friend) That wasn't anything.
- Who's Nick?

Nick Brandes.

The NBA player?

- (Lin) Oh.
- Yeah, he lives a few blocks down.

So, this Nick Brandes got
into a fight with Mr. Levitt?

That hardly seems
like a fair fight.

No, no. Nick was
having the party.

Okay. So, who did Mr. Levitt
have a fight with at this party?

(Gordy) There's only one
way this could have gone.

- Hey.
- (Gordy) Hey, Coop.

I mean, my money
is on Sam, right?

They're at each other's
throats with this divorce,

and now it all goes to her.

She's got motive, opportunity...

Grace said Sam was out of town.

(sighs deeply)

You know, the guys who invested in
Paul's restaurants are pretty mobbed up.

- Maybe he pissed off the wrong guy.
- Or it could be random.

(Gordy) Great. Professional
hit. Serial k*ller.

f*ck. I'm getting a g*n.

What do you think, Coop?

I think soon as
Gordy gets a g*n,

it's only a matter of time before
he shoots his own d*ck off.

(all laughing)

f*ck you.

Ms. Levitt, thank you for getting
here so quickly from Boston.

Of course. I left the
minute you called.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

I-I don't know how I'm
gonna tell my boys.

Paul could be a real prick, but,
you know, he's still their father.

Well, I spoke to your parents,

and they confirmed that you and your
sons were with them all night last night

celebrating a birthday.

(sighs) Thank God we went.

I don't wanna think what would've
happened if we were home.

Speaking of which, um, why
was Mr. Levitt at your house?

He no longer lived there, right?

He got himself a small
place over in Pound Ridge,

but he never fully
moved out, you know?

So, every so often, he
shows up to get something.

And you're okay with that?

Um, not really, no.

But what am I gonna do about it?

When I said I was
gonna change the locks,

he threatened to stop
paying the mortgage.

I was just trying to keep things as
peaceful as I could for the kids.

- He didn't make it easy.
- (door opens)

(whispers)

(Lin) You're aware that
you're the sole beneficiary

of a $20 million life insurance
policy in your husband's name?

I was going to get a healthy
amount from our divorce settlement.

Hmm. Now you get it all.

I apologize. Um, I gotta
ask these questions.

- Oh, that wasn't a question.
- (Lin) No, I guess it wasn't.

So, your husband left you
for a much younger woman.

That must've made you angry.

No.

He was begging me to come back.

(Lin) And you didn't
want him back?

This divorce was the best thing
that could've happened to me.

Paul was no picnic.

I mean, this is the first time in my
life I'm not taking care of a man.

You're not seeing anyone else?

For now, I'm happy to focus
on my kids and then me.

When was the last time
you spoke to your husband?

- Last night.
- Did you speak often?

He called a lot. He was
having trouble letting go.

How did he sound?

Drunk, sad, angry. The usual.

Did Paul have any
enemies you're aware of?

Not really, no.

What about Andrew Cooper?

I'm sorry. What?

Well, apparently Paul and
Mr. Cooper got into a fight

a couple of weeks
ago at a party.

You look surprised.

(stammers) Coop and Mel are
friends from the neighborhood.

I-I-I haven't heard
anything about a fight.

And Mel is, uh,
Mr. Cooper's wife?

Ex-wife.

Tell me about your husband's
businesses. Uh, the restaurants.

N-No, Paul kept me at arm's
length for all of that.

I wasn't involved.

Maybe you could look
into his investors?

Paul was always kind
of paranoid about them.

From what I gather, they
were somewhat sketchy.

Did Paul own a g*n?

(Samantha) Yeah. I told you,
he was kind of paranoid.

Do you know what kind?

No. (sighs) I don't know
anything about g*ns.

I told him to keep
his in his office.

He got me one too, but
I've never used it.

It's in the safe
back at the house.

I can give you the combination.

You can check. It's never
been fired. (stammers)

Um...

It's one of those small
ones. I don't know.

Are we finished here?

I'm sorry, I have to
check in on my boys.

Yeah, of course.

- You don't trust her?
- (scoffs) Do you?

The alibi checks out. I
spoke to the parents myself.

Well, it doesn't mean
she wasn't involved.

You'll check on that
g*n in the safe?

- Ooh.
- Got it.

Out with the old,
in with the new.

- (Hernandez) That's the girlfriend?
- (Lin) Yeah.

(Hernandez) Paul certainly had
some game. I'll give him that.

- (Lin) It was transactional.
- (Hernandez) How do you know?

(Lin) Look at her.

You're a very cynical person.
Anyone ever tell you that?

And what are you, a romantic?

I just like to see
the good in people.

Especially when
they look like that.

- You want me to take this one?
- (scoffs) Wouldn't you love that?

Why don't you go
check on that g*n?

I tried Sam again. She's
still not picking up.

I mean, her phone must be blowing
up. She'll see you called.

(sighs) I feel so awful
for her. The boys.

I know. Paul could
be kind of a d*ck,

but he wasn't a bad guy.

Really?

- No, not really. (chuckles)
- (groans, scoffs)

You ready for your
trip tomorrow?

It just feels kind of
wrong to go right now.

I'm wondering if I should
let Tori and Coop go alone.

I mean, these college
recruiting trips are a big deal.

I think it'll be good for Tori

to have both of her parents
focused on her for a bit,

- considering, you know...
- That she hates us?

(chuckles) She doesn't hate you.

Hey, you think, uh...

you think it'll be strange
being back there with Coop?

What do you mean?

It's where y'all fell
in love. (chuckles)

No.

I just hope he doesn't
forget that it's tomorrow.

(Nick chuckles)

Mr. Cooper, I'm Detective
Lin. Westmont PD.

What can I do for
you, Detective?

I'm sure you heard

that your friend Paul Levitt
was shot and k*lled last night.

Yes. It's terrible. I think
we're all still in shock.

(Lin) Do you mind if I
come in for a minute?

No, please. By all means.

Can I offer you
something to drink?

No.

- You live alone?
- Yeah.

Well, not exactly.
Not right now.

My-My sister. Temporarily.
Hence the mess.

So, uh, about Mr. Levitt.

I heard there's no love
lost between you two.

(chuckles) I wouldn't say that.

No?

I heard you got into
a fight at a party.

(sighs) That.

Um, well, it wasn't
really a fight.

It was just sort
of Paul being Paul.

Well, now Paul's being dead,

so I gotta ask you what
the fight was about.

Well, I honestly don't
remember. (sighs)

We were both drinking, and I
said something he didn't like,

he shoved me.

You know, we were both pretty
drunk, if I'm being honest.

Is there any reason
why you wouldn't be?

- Drunk?
- Honest.

None at all.

Do you get into a lot
of fights, Mr. Cooper?

- No.
- 'Cause those bruises on your knuckles

look a little too fresh to
be from the fight with Paul.

Yeah, well, like I
said, it wasn't a fight,

and this is a tennis injury.

(chuckles) Tennis.

(Coop) Happens more
often than you think.

Can I ask you where
you were last night?

- Seriously?
- Gotta rule you out.

(sighs)

I was at the Queue
nightclub in Manhattan.

Q-U-E-U-E.

- Did you go with anyone?
- I did not.

(Lin) You went by yourself?

I find you're far more
likely to leave with someone

if you don't go with someone.

- Did you leave with someone?
- I didn't.

- Is that unusual for you?
- Less and less so.

- What time did you arrive home?
- Uh, I wanna say midnight.

Spent the rest of the night
here, hanging with my sister.

You're a little old to be
going to nightclubs, though.

No sh*t. I'm newly single,

and it's not like I'm
gonna meet people out here.

You know, Samantha Levitt is also
newly single and very attractive.

- Do you know if she's seeing anyone?
- No idea.

She's friendlier with my ex.

I heard that she and Paul were
having a pretty bad divorce.

Do you know of any good ones?

Yeah. I guess you would know.

I'm-I'm sorry, Detective Lin,
do you have a problem with me?

No.

Of course not. What would
make you think that?

I guess it's just your
sunny disposition.

Yeah, well, I get that a lot.

Thank you for your
time, Mr. Cooper.

Sure. Let me, uh, walk you out.

(Ali) (i)♪ You're sure
there's a cure ♪(/i)

(i)♪ And you have
finally found it ♪(/i)

(i)♪ You think one drink ♪(/i)

(i)♪ Will shrink you Till
you're underground ♪(/i)

(i)♪ And living down ♪(/i)

(i)♪ But it's not going to stop ♪(/i)

(i)♪ It's not going to stop ♪(/i)

(i)♪ Till you wise up ♪(/i)

(i)♪ Prepare a list
for what you need ♪(/i)

(i)♪ Before you sign
away the deed ♪(/i)

(i)♪ But it's not going to... ♪(/i)

You know, I think the last time I did
one of these was probably with you.

(chuckles) Not exactly
a grown-up's drink.

(chuckles) No.

- Hey, you were really great.
- Thank you.

You really were, by the way.

- People were really vibing.
- Thanks.

You know, I'm surprised
to see you here.

I figured your pub
days were long over.

I mean, now that you
have a family and all.

Are you kidding? This is the
only time I really get to myself.

(stammers) And your
wife is okay with this?

I'm not sure she
notices I'm gone.

Sorry. Oversharing. (chuckles)

(chuckles) Yeah, you're
really bringing the mood down.

- Sorry.
- Just shut up and drink.

(chuckles) Okay.

Cheers.

(in Spanish) You're quiet.

Just hungry.

How are things going
at the fish market?

They're starting to recognize
me there, but it takes time.

Sometimes they pull me.
Sometimes they don't.

- (phone chimes)
- Yes, but...

It's good money when they do.

It's smelly money.

(chuckles) You call Mama?

- Yeah.
- (chiming continues)

Damn. Hold on.

(in English) Holy sh*t.

- (in English) What?
- (phone chimes)

- (stammers)
- (in Spanish) Everything okay?

(Elena) S...

(in Spanish) Yes. No.

I have to make a call.

I was hoping to talk
to you about something.

(Elena) Yeah. Sorry.
Give me a few minutes.

(Samantha, in English) (i)I
mean, this is a nightmare.(/i)

They haven't accused me, but you
know they always suspect the wife.

Well, I think they're looking at me
too, after that fight I had with Paul.

Yeah, I heard about that.
What happened there?

Oh, it was, you know...
it was nothing, really.

Were you defending my
honor? That's sweet.

(sighs) (i)Speaking of which,(/i)

the cops asked me if
I'd been seeing anyone.

- Well, I hope you told them no.
- (i)Of course I said no.(/i)

The last thing I need is Mel
and everyone else icing me out,

but thanks for your concern.

You know, I am concerned.

Yeah, just not for me.

- (sighs) (i)Sam...(/i)
- (taps screen)

(phone buzzes)

(car horn honks)

(Coop) Hey.

Back.

Excited?

Not as much as you
and Mom apparently.

- You're gonna love it.
- Don't embarrass me.

I make no promises.

(Hunter) Hey, Dad.

- (Coop) Glad you could make it.
- It wasn't up to me.

(chuckles) That's the spirit.

Hey, you're suspended,
buddy. We own you.

Trust me, you'll
be glad you came.

Road trip!

- You're in a good mood.
- Always.

Really?

(Coop) Yep!

- Are we there yet? Okay.
- I will punch you in the face.

Hey, Mom, do you
think Sam k*lled Paul?

- What?
- (groans)

Don't be ridiculous.

Why is that so ridiculous?
Didn't you ever want to k*ll Dad?

- Yes.
- Hey! Thank you.

- But the point is I... I didn't. (chuckles)
- Right here.

Right. Yeah, you
just divorced him.

- Oh, God. Tori, come on.
- All right.

I knew I should've just
had Jake go with me.

I don't understand why this
had to become a family trip.

- Because it's college, honey...
- Okay.

...and taking your kids
to college is a big deal.

You don't want to waste
that on some dumb boyfriend

who's not even gonna be
around in a couple years.

Why are you such
an as*h*le to him?

Instinct.

Okay, well, I hate to break it to
you, but Jake's not going anywhere.

- But you are.
- What does that mean?

- (Mel) Can we talk about something else...
- It means that two weeks

after you get to college, you will
be done with him, if not sooner.

I'm sorry, but not all of us just
walk out on the people we love, Dad.

You don't love him.

Really? What do you
know about love?

- (scoffs, chuckles)
- Hey!

- No, it's fine. Let her speak.
- (Mel) It's not fine.

- (Coop) No, I wanna hear what...
- No, seriously, Dad.

- What do you know about love?
- I know what it feels like to have it,

and I know how it tears
you apart when you lose it.

This may sound s-stupid to you, but
sometimes you know more about love

by losing it than having
it in the first place.

I know what it's like
to see the little girl

who used to hold my hand every day
grow up and roll her eyes at me

and speak to me with such contempt that
it makes it hard for me to breathe.

Dad, I'm...

(sighs) Jesus,
sweetheart, I'm sorry.

I don't know...

I don't know why I said any of
that. I'm really, really sorry.

Let's... Let's just...
I'm sorry, hon. Sorry.

(stammers)

(sighs)

- (Tori vocalizing)
- (Hunter) I know.

- You want some water, you guys?
- There's water in there.

- It's really good.
- No? Okay.

Hope you don't mind. I
have to get my shots in.

It's fine.

Hari gave me the heads up.
You're here to talk about Paul.

I heard you had
quite the party here.

Nah.

It was actually pretty tame.

I heard that one of your guests
got carried out in an ambulance.

Yeah, yeah. I feel
bad about that.

I mean, sometimes I forget
who I'm playing with.

I also heard there was
a fight of some sort

between Mr. Levitt
and Andrew Cooper.

(chuckles) No, that
wasn't a fight.

That was just two middle-aged
white dudes letting off some steam.

- (exhales sharply)
- Do you know what it was about?

Uh, no. No idea. (chuckles)

Oh, but Paul, he's always
been something of a hothead.

- And Mr. Cooper?
- Coop?

No. No, Coop's not a fighter.

If he was, he'd have taken a
swing at me a long time ago.

- (Lin) Why is that?
- (Nick) I'm dating his wife. Ex-wife.

And he went to your party?

Yeah. Yeah, I was
surprised too. (chuckles)

(Coop) (i)Hey, this is Andrew
Cooper. Send me a text.(/i)

Hi, everyone. Uh,
welcome to Princeton.

- Oh, Coop.
- (snaps fingers)

(guide) We're just waiting for
one or two more stragglers,

and then we'll get started.

Hey, so, um, they wanna
show me the team facilities.

But, sweetie, it's the
tour. We have the tour.

- (Tori) Okay.
- Can't they show you afterwards?

Well, okay. But they said
they can show me around.

(chuckles) Okay. Uh, well,
call us when you wanna meet up.

Okay. Cool. Thanks, guys.

(sighs)

Yeah, we're not gonna hear
from her again, are we?

- Nope.
- Nope.

And Hunter doesn't need a
tour of Princeton just yet.

(sighs)

- Or ever.
- Don't worry.

I've got something
else planned for him.

What?

- What?
- (chuckles)

So we've got all the same tech as
any professional recording studio.

Uh, Logic Pro, 72-channel
analog mixing console,

custom, uh, Gryphon
subwoofers up there.

(manager 1) We've got access to
every instrument you can think of

and thousands more
in the digital banks.

So Ultraviolet Studios is
usually reserved for students,

but I figured you could come
in today, do your thing.

Are you serious?

(manager 1) We're training two
bands to produce a few demos,

which you can totally
sit in on if you want.

And afterwards, there will be
time for you to play around.

- Sound good?
- Sounds great.

- Okay.
- (manager 2) Let's go.

Oh.

- We'll come get you later for dinner.
- Bye.

I called in a favor.

How many favors you gotta
call in to get him in here?

(chuckles) We just need to
get him into college. Period.

Then he'll figure it
out and find his people.

(inhales deeply) Like we did.

Yeah.

So, we seem to have
the day to ourselves.

We do?

Any ideas?

- Follow me.
- Ooh.

(phone buzzes)

- Everything okay?
- Yeah. Just the guys playing detective.

What is the prevailing theory?

Loan sharks.

God, that is so awful.
I can't even imagine.

Yeah. (stammers)
Let's make a deal.

Let's not talk about real
life. At all. Just for today.

And if I do?

If you do, you have
to take a shot.

You got it.

- Speaking of which, we need another... Oh.
- No, I already took care of it.

Thank you.

(Mel) Thank you.

(both) Rest, traveler, rest,
and banish thoughts of care.

Drink to thy friends
and recommend them here.

Ah!

Is this weird?

It's a time warp.

Can't believe how little
this place has changed.

I mean, if it ain't broke...

Hey, you think Thomas Sweet
still has my fireballs?

(chuckling) Because
I ate all of the ones

- you gave me for my birthday.
- Oh, God.

Thank you for that.
It was a treat.

My pleasure. By the way, did
Nick recover from the party?

Oh, less than two minutes in, and
you already broke your own rule.

Yes, I suppose I did.

Um, excuse me, can we get
shots of Jägermeister?

- (bartender) Two?
- Actually, you know what?

- Bring the bottle.
- (bartender) Yeah, sure.

- I didn't say it had to be Jägermeister.
- Gonna need it. It was implied.

Oh, boy.

- (bartender) Here you go.
- Oh, okay. Thank you.

- Yep.
- (inhales deeply)

Good?

- Yeah.
- Really?

No.

(exclaims)

(chattering)

(Mel chuckles)

(both chuckle)

(chuckles) That...

(Coop) Mmm.

(both groan)

- Ni... Wow.
- Whoa. Five-second rule.

- Five-second rule. (chuckling)
- Five-second...

You didn't get any of them
in. That's not how that works.

(both chuckling)

- Open it wider.
- It's a tiny bag.

(shushes)

(mouthing words) Oh, my God.

Okay, okay, okay. We got 'em.

Thank you.

Bag of candy.

One bag of candy...

Man, they look so good.

(chuckles) Uh, uh, uh. Have one.

(moans)

- (both chuckle)
- (door bell tinkles)

Excuse me! Ma'am, I think you
forgot to pay for that jam.

I'm sorry?

Oh, I-I-I'm sure it's
a simple mistake,

but you just walked out with
that jar of jam and hadn't paid.

We... (stammers) We just got
the fireballs. We didn't...

I saw you take it.

Now, I-I'm not looking
to cause you any trouble,

so why don't you just follow
me back inside and we...

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Pal,
she didn't take your jam.

Look, I don't know what
the hell is going on here,

but why don't you show
me what's in your purse?

She didn't take
anything. All right?

So you can walk away,

or you can spend the next six months
wishing like hell that you did.

Who are you?

- (chuckles)
- (phone rings)

- Who's calling?
- Your son.

- Hi, baby.
- Hey. Uh,

Gretty and X really liked
this arrangement I made,

so they invited some
friends over to blow it out.

(i)You think I can skip dinner?(/i)

Of course you can, but just
make sure you eat, okay?

Uh, yeah. I... I think they were
ordering something called a fat sandwich?

- (mouthing words) Fat sandwich.
- (chuckles)

All right, baby.
It'll be delish.

- Just text us later.
- (i)Sure.(/i)

(music playing on speakers)

(Coop) Fat sandwich.

The cops still have the house locked down,
so I'm just picking up a few necessities.

Yeah, where you gonna stay?

(i)I'm staying at the Opus
hotel. How are the kids doing?(/i)

(i)They've tired themselves
out in the yard.(/i)

(i)Dad's got them taking baths now.(/i)

(sighs) Thanks,
Mom. I miss them.

(i)They're not going
anywhere, honey.(/i)

You take care what you got to.

You wanna talk to Michael?

No. It'll feel like
I'm lying to him.

- I'll just... I'll call you tomorrow?
- (i)Okay.(/i)

- Okay.
- (i)Bye.(/i)

All right. Love you.

Hi. Can I help
you find anything?

No, thanks. I'm just restocking.

Well, we just got some
great new product lines in.

You'll love these
retinol eye patches.

Great for fine lines,
that puffiness.

Uh, I'm... I'm good, thanks.

Okay.

I'm obsessed with your freckles.
Sorry. They're so cute.

You can tell if you look
really, really close,

there's just a little
bit of an age spot.

And the tech neck, don't
worry about it, I get it too.

I-I'm sorry. What was your name?

Oh, I'm Keely.

Keely, I'm just picking up
a few days' worth of things,

so, you know, I'm good.

- Oh. Are you visiting from out of town?
- No, I live here.

Then why only a few days?

Um, well, Keely,
since you asked,

um, my husband was just m*rder*d
in the foyer of our house,

which is now a crime scene,

which is why I'm
staying at a hotel,

which is why I
need new products,

which is why, as you
so acutely observed,

I might be in dire need of
retinol eye patches. (chuckles)

We were in the middle
of a very nasty divorce,

so there's a part
of me... (chuckles)

...a disturbingly large one,
that is relieved that he's dead.

But, I mean, Keely, I'm feeling
guilty as f*ck about that because...

(inhales sharply)

...I mean, he's the father
of my kids, for God's sake.

I mean, what kind of person
does that make me, you know?

And I don't mind
telling you any of that

because, I mean, who
the hell are you, right?

The thing is... (sighs)

...I was just starting to
finally own being a divorcée,

and then all of a sudden
I'm a g*dd*mn widow?

I mean, my whole sense of
identity is out the window,

along with the
Kübler-Ross model.

So on top of being
cast out of my home,

I've got this Jenga
tower of, like,

guilt and grief and confusion
and anger to process,

which I was trying and failing miserably
to do when you pranced over here.

So if I were you, what I would do is,
I would pick my jaw up off the table,

and I would go check out that customer
over there by the Laura Mercier,

because it looks like she
actually needs your help.

- Yes. Um, I should probably...
- Yeah.

- Mmm. (chuckles)
- (Mel, muffled) Isn't it?

So good. So good! (grunts)

{\an8}- (phone buzzing)
- So good.

{\an8}- (chuckles)
- No.

- Who was that?
- Real life.

Is it your girlfriend?

- Lady friend?
- Off. Off.

In 18 years of marriage, I never
saw you turn your phone off.

Well, it helps it last longer.

- Oh, the marriage?
- The battery.

This is the nicest time
I've had with you in years.

That's because you,
my friend, are drunk.

- I am.
- Mm-hmm.

And in the spirit of that...

(whispering) I have
a confession to make.

Hey!

- I chewed that guy out.
- I know. You were brilliant.

Why?

You never wanted
to steal anything?

(a cappella group
singing "Sh-Boom")

(singing continues)

(partygoer) Yeah. Okay.
I wanna hear more.

(audience cheers)

(both moaning)

(clears throat) You're new.

I know because we only
have six real fans.

The club is only
letting us sing here

because their sound
system blew out last week.

(chuckles) What do you
mean? You're all so good.

(sucks teeth) Yeah.

Try to contain that enthusiasm.

Everyone always said the things which
got your a*s kicked in high school,

would get you laid in college.

And do you get laid?

At least I don't get
my a*s kicked anymore.

- (Coop) Just get... There we go. It's in.
- (Mel) Oh, now it's upside down.

Now, watch. You just
give it a... (grunts)

(i)♪ And I'm picking the
lock Into Jesus's house ♪(/i)

(both chuckling)

(shushes)

(whispering) This is the church.

It's the house of worship. You
have to be very respectful.

- (chuckles)
- (shushes) You... You stay.

- Sit. Sit here, all right? Just...
- Oh, oh. What are we doing?

(shushes) I'm gonna go.

I have to run an
errand. Stay. Stay here.

- Shh. Shh!
- (whispering) What are you doing?

(laughs)

- You're going to hell.
- Yes.

Tell me something I don't know.

- Crackers for your jam. Right?
- I'll see you there.

- You've lost your mind.
- (chuckles) Maybe I have.

(hums)

Huh.

(laughing)

- No?
- Eh...

(whispering) Can I
tell you something?

Of course.

I didn't quit
Bailey. I was fired.

What?

- Why?
- Yeah.

I got c*ck and
Jack forced me out.

There was a girl... (stammers)

- Oh.
- No, no, no. That's not why. It's...

Look, he saw his opportunity,
and he went for it.

- He is a b*stard.
- Yeah.

- You always hated him.
- You are correct,

but that money sure helped.

How bad is it?

It's not great.

We're gonna be okay?

Yeah, it's not about that.

No, I-I-I have several other
opportunities that I'm pursuing.

It's-It's... We'll be fine.

- I'm sorry, Coop.
- (sighs) Well, don't be.

- Figuring it out. (sighs)
- No, I'm sorry about everything.

Oh. Well, you should be.

- (slaps)
- Ow. Hey,

- you know what...
- (chuckles)

This is the body of Christ.

You be careful.

For real. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry too.

I took my eye off the ball...

way before you and
Nick started up.

Now that you say that, I
feel a lot less guilty.

- Do you? Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

In that case...

I absolve you.

(container clangs)

(Coop moans)

(both whispering indistinctly)

- (Mel laughing)
- (pastor) What the hell?

Ooh. Uh...

- I had left my phone...
- I... We're praying... Oh.

Found it. Got it. Thank you.

- (Mel) Thank you, Father.
- Thanks so much. Bless you.

(Mel sighs)

(breathing heavily)

I should go.

(Coop hushes) Hey. Just...

(inhales deeply)

What if we just didn't go back?

What if we just got the kids
and we put 'em in the car

and we started driving
in the opposite direction

and we just started
all over someplace new?

(sighs)

Sounds nice.

Run away with me, Mel.

Can't hide forever.

(sighs)

(Coop) Mm-mmm.

(whispering) Not yet.

Just so you know,
you're not getting laid.

- Virgin?
- Boyfriend.

- You have a boyfriend?
- Does it matter?

Not really.

Come on. I'll be a gentleman.

(sighs)

(sighs)

(sighs)

(sighs)

- You know, I can sing to you.
- Please don't.

Yeah.

(sighs)

(grunts)

Would it be okay
if I masturbated?

- (retches)
- Whoa. Oh!

- (retches, coughs)
- There you go. Oh, boy.

- That is... a color.
- (gasps)

(sighs)

- You had fun last night, huh?
- (sighs)

Hope you made some good choices.

(breathing heavily)

I don't think it's
gonna last with Jake.

Well, that's a good choice.

- (sighs) Dad.
- Quiet.

- I'm having a moment.
- (scoffs)

Why did you hate him so much?

I didn't hate him. I just
knew he wouldn't measure up.

- You'd say that about anybody.
- Yes, I would.

But listen, one of these days,
you're gonna meet somebody,

and they're gonna be tall
and handsome and smart

- and sensitive and all of the things.
- Mmm.

- All of the th... You'll still hate him.
- Yes.

- Yeah. (chuckles)
- I most likely will.

Listen to me.

I know it feels like your life is
constantly being reset right now,

and that's gotta be
terrifying, but trust me,

the best thing about
being young is that

there is very little that you can
do right now that can't be undone.

(Tori) Yeah.

Maybe that's always true.

(sighs) Maybe things just take a
lot more effort when you get older.

Anybody ever tell you you're
wise beyond your years?

Before you answer that,

I'd like to remind you that
you still smell like puke.

- Yeah. Oh.
- Come on.

("Damn I Wish I Was Your
Lover" playing on radio)

(i)♪ Damn I wish I
was your lover ♪(/i)

(music continues)

(sighs)

(phone buzzes)

(sighs)

What is it about this song
that you guys like so much?

It's atrocious.

- What?
- (chuckling) Oh, my God.

He spends one day in a recording
studio, now he's a critic.

Oh, no. God. Please turn it off.

- My ears are bleeding. He's right.
- Turn it up? We can turn it up.

- It's fine. Yeah.
- No.

- Yeah, here it comes. A little more.
- No, Dad.

- (laughing)
- (chuckling) No.

- Yeah. Makes you feel better, doesn't it?
- (music volume increases)

- (Tori chuckles)
- Watch the road.

Hey, we should stop for dinner.

You guys wanna get
dinner? Say yes.

- Starving.
- Okay.

(i)This is what happens.(/i)

(i)You're cast out into the world(/i)

(i)and spend your life
instinctively gathering.(/i)

(i)Love, sex, family, friends,
houses, cars, experiences.(/i)

(i)You never stop gathering.(/i)

(i)And it's only as you get older(/i)

(i)that you start to notice the
things you're losing along the way.(/i)

(i)And that's when regret starts to
grow like a tumor in your belly.(/i)

(i)But there are rare
moments of clarity(/i)

(i)when you can see your life
laid out in front of you.(/i)

(i)All the cogs and the wheels.
The right and wrong turns.(/i)

(i)The triumphs and the heartaches.(/i)

(i)And in those moments,(/i)

(i)you can actually catch sight of
the things that really matter.(/i)

(i)The things that make you whole.(/i)

(i)The things without
which, your heaven(/i)

(i)instantly becomes a
hell of your own making.(/i)

(i)In those moments, you know in your
heart what it is you have to do,(/i)

(i)what it is you have to
save... at any cost.(/i)

Oh, hey. Where you going?

Gonna get an umbrella out of Mel's
car. It's really starting to come down.

Ah.

Hey, it's kinda surreal seeing you
and Mel out with the family like this.

- It didn't used to be.
- No, it didn't. So, um,

- something going on there?
- It's just dinner, Barney.

If you say so.

(Coop) (i)This time alone
with my family, with Mel,(/i)

(i)had woken me up and given me the thing
I hadn't even realized I'd been missing.(/i)

(i)Hope.(/i)

(i)It was like a fog had lifted.(/i)

(i)I saw what I had lost, and
I was going to get it back.(/i)

(i)It wasn't going to be easy
but I knew I could do it.(/i)

(thug) Hey!

(all grunting)

- (Coop coughs)
- (attackers grunting)

(grunts)

Call 911.

Hey!

(groans)

- Hey! (grunts)
- (horn honks)

(screams)

- Stay here!
- (thug) Come on!

Let's get out of here!

Barney! Barney! (whimpers)

Oh, my God. (screams, sobs)

- Look at me. Look at me.
- (Grace) Open your eyes. Can you hear me?

- What... What hurts?
- (Grace) Oh, my God.

(crying) Please. Oh, my God.

(screaming, crying)

Somebody! Please!

(sirens wailing)

Make sure Barney's okay.
Make sure Barney's okay.