Previously on Y: The Last Man...
AGENT 355: I'm here for whatever you need.
‐What should I call you? ‐Agent 355.
‐Nora Brady. ‐SOLDIER: If they needed you,
they would've sent someone to get you weeks ago.
‐Let's just go. ‐KIMBERLY: Without men,
there is no future.
But we're just trying to survive the present.
Power plants will start to shut down.
RACHEL: No food. No clean water.
‐Which cities? ‐All of them.
CHRISTINE: There's still time for Hero to get out.
You answer to the president.
‐Yes, ma'am. ‐Then find my daughter.
‐You heading to New York? ‐Yeah.
I'll be coming with you.
(yells)
(grunts)
‐Who are you?! ‐Yorick.
(sobbing)
AGENT 355: Come with me.
(wind blowing)
♪ ♪
(creature howling in distance)
Hey, love, eyes shut.
‐MACK: I hate them. ‐[laughing in distance]
The only thing they talk about is horses.
So talk about horses.
Think of it like a sleepover.
[footsteps ascending]
Hey. You're back.
We thought we'd see you yesterday.
Took a day to get around the roadblocks.
You must be exhausted.
Sit.
KATHRYN: How was it?
Chaos.
People everywhere. Bodies.
They've cleaned up what they can, but...
You got in, though?
They had army kids shipped in from God knows where.
None of them knew me.
ANA: Did they say when we'll get power here?
There wasn't anyone to talk to.
I tried.
How was it here?
Did you find any more food?
Case of Slimfast, Hailey's garage.
NORA: I was here for that.
Cappuccino Delight. (chuckles softly)
Then no. No more food.
When the snow melts, no water.
What now? W‐We leave?
We have to make some decisions.
As a group.
Okay.
Heidi can't take all of us.
She's at capacity as it is.
And she doesn't think
that the supplies will hold much longer.
She said only six of us, and...
with the girls...
ANA: Everybody's bringing something.
Our kids know us,
know each other...
KATHRYN: I know we talked about sticking together, but...
♪ ♪
(indistinct shouting)
So, when do we get out of here?
MULLIGAN: Can't we go to sleep, debrief in the morning?
We won't say anything.
The president wants us here,
so we stay till she says otherwise.
Where is he?
Safe.
(loud crunching)
It's pretty crazy, huh?
Surreal.
No shit.
How many people know?
Us.
The president.
She obviously had no idea.
Wants to keep it quiet for now.
You've been outside the perimeter?
There's a lot of people screaming conspiracy.
Well, it's all bullshit.
‐Yeah? ‐(potato chip crunching)
President Brown murdered four billion people
but spared her kid?
I'm just saying it doesn't look good.
She sent us there, gave you the address...
We were looking for her daughter.
You think the people at the gate are gonna buy that?
You really think she can keep this a secret?
Yeah.
I do.
♪ ♪
(whispers): Amp?
‐[Amp chitters softly] ‐No, no. No, no, no.
Hey, hey. Hey.
Amp. (clicks tongue) Come here.
Come here, bud.
No. Buddy, hey.
Come here.
Amp, come here.
(laughter on TV)
MAN (on TV): Will you believe me? You got the wrong number.
Wait, one second.
I can't give you an infantry chart.
We're only doctors‐‐ the best we can do
is storm the enemy and take their tonsils out.
(laughter)
(whispers): Hey.
No, no, no, no. No, no.
(thud)
(thumps)
No, no.
Dude.
Stop it.
YORICK: Amp. Come here.
(door shuts)
(footsteps padding)
(whispers): Shit.
I‐I just can't make sense of it.
Could you... could you explain it to me, please?
‐MULLIGAN: Barnes, stop. ‐No. What the fuck?!
I‐I want to understand, I do.
I just...
I mean, how did he survive?
Why him?
(walkie beeps)
What are you doing?
Wait. Why do you get to leave?
We all take our orders from the president.
She needs me with her, and she needs you to sit tight.
‐When are you coming back? ‐Hey.
(muffled voices continue)
(walkie beeps)
JENNIFER (on walkie): He's gone. Get back here now.
I'll be right there.
♪ ♪
(Ampersand chitters)
‐(chitters) ‐(clicks tongue softly)
(door opens)
(whispering): Go, go, go, go.
Just wait a minute.
‐(door closes) ‐(Ampersand hoots softly)
(chitters)
(gasps)
‐(footsteps approaching) ‐(door closes)
AGENT 355: Ma'am, what are you doing in here?
Marla, are you all right?
You shouldn't be in here.
‐There's a man here. ‐Sorry?
I think she's a little confused.
I saw him. I...
I saw him.
Take this.
You must be freezing.
It's all clear, ma'am.
There's no one here.
You want help getting back?
I'm fine.
Most nights I see them, too.
YORICK: Dead people?
‐Just sitting at their desks? ‐We're working on it.
‐This building is the size of a small town. ‐Yeah, and now
every time I close my eyes, that's what I'm gonna see.
‐Security footage in the hallway? ‐There's no one in the office.
‐They only check if there's an incident. ‐If Marla thinks...
I'll take care of it.
(mouths)
Um, how many other men have you found?
We found plenty of men.
None with a Y chromosome.
(Yorick scoffs)
YORICK: Uh...
um, the room, uh, uh, uh,
room with the stuff on the walls.
It's what we had.
Purses and pockets.
Is Dad up there?
The key chain thing Hero made‐‐
that's all I had.
You know, I looked everywhere for her.
Well, yeah, yeah, her, um,
her place was already looted when I got there.
I went back a few times, but...
Hmm. I should have sent someone for you.
No, no, no. Mom? Mom, you...
It's okay. You thought I was dead. You...
It's okay.
Dad... I know that... that Dad was in town that night.
Yeah. Um...
he chose to get a room at the Jefferson,
and that's where his body was found.
Uh, Beth‐‐ what about Beth?
(gasps softly) Yorick...
If she got out of the city, she's in Cleveland.
Her mom is back in chemo.
Can you send someone there?
Sweetheart...
there was a... a subway crash near your place.
Three trains...
I know, I know. The whole building shook.
But she took her bike.
Okay. I‐I will send someone to look for her
‐as soon as I can. ‐Okay.
Because we're engaged.
‐What? ‐Yeah.
JENNIFER: Wow, I‐I didn't know
‐you were going to propose. ‐Yeah.
I thought I'd surprise you.
(chuckles): Good news, for a change.
AGENT 355: Excuse me, ma'am.
‐Yeah? ‐We need to talk about the pilots.
‐They're gonna be a problem. ‐Where are they now?
AGENT 355: There's 1,500 people at the perimeter.
More every day. If anyone finds out he's here,
we could have a Russia situation on our hands.
Oh, what happened in Russia?
Uh, I have a briefing.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
I'll send you some food.
What happened in Russia?
(car doors closing)
(engine starts)
(car departing)
Mom?
Jesus. You scared me.
(second car departing)
They left us?
I told them to go ahead.
We're faster without them.
Dad's got protein powder back in our garage.
I checked already.
(sighs)
(pot shatters)
AGENT 355: FSB, or what's left of it,
put out a statement that Russian leaders survived.
12 men. The big shots.
‐The inner circle. ‐Well, that's good, right?
A crowd stormed the Kremlin.
They wanted to see the men,
but it was propaganda, it was bullshit.
They overran the building. There's chaos now.
We've lost contact.
It's for Amp.
‐(Amp chitters) ‐Wait, Amp's the monkey?
Mm‐hmm. Ampersand, like the, uh...
I know what an ampersand is.
(Yorick clears throat)
The government was handing out food in New York.
Mm. Yeah, I went once. Didn't go well.
Um...
so, my mom, like, uh, won the apocalypse.
That's fun.
The top job. She's not even a Republican.
Well, the line of succession was decimated.
Secretary Abbot would be next.
‐Is that education? ‐Yep. Except...
she was born in Antigua.
The only other woman was Regina Oliver,
but she's dead.
Small miracles.
Oh, come on, really? She's the anti‐immigrant,
anti‐government, anti‐vaxxer
with a Twitter following.
She, like‐‐ Didn't she, like,
try and bring her gun to a spin class?
She should not be president.
Well, your mom was speaker for an hour,
then they bumped her up.
Oh, wow. Speaker and president.
Check that off the bucket list.
Between us, you don't think it's a health risk
to have a bunch of dead bodies lying around the building?
That's why that area's sealed off.
Okay, well, I'm just saying...
Your mother's prioritizing the living.
Okay.
(clears throat) Yorick. That's Hamlet, right?
Mm‐hmm.
"Alas, poor Yorick!"
"A fellow of infinite jest,
of most excellent fancy."
(smacks lips)
My dad taught Shakespeare.
They named you after a dead clown.
The plant is flooded.
We're not sure what happens when it comes back online.
We obviously want to avoid a Fukushima.
MIRANDA: There aren't enough skilled workers to do it safely.
(muted, distorted): Not yet. We've got a handful of engineering majors,
but they're just kids.
We need someone with experience.
AISHA: Most of those people are dead.
The camps are bleeding fuel we don't have.
PRIYA: If they lose power, I don't know that we can keep the peace.
AISHA: Madam President?
Ma'am?
Sharon Jacobs.
She runs our re‐skilling program.
Nuclear engineer since '99. Perfect.
Sharon Jacobs left.
Left? What does that mean?
She lost her boys, needed time.
She's been working nonstop.
We all have.
I want to speak with her. Get her back there.
We'll bring the plant back online, go from there.
‐Right. ‐Yes, ma'am.
Madam President?
Uh, my mother, she's very upset.
She said you were in B ring at 5:00 a. m. What's going on?
I saw her go down there. Helped her back to her room.
Is she taking anything to sleep?
That stuff can make you a little loopy.
We sleep great.
Good.
CHRISTINE: What was that?
Hey.
Are you okay?
(retching)
(exhales): Oh.
(panting)
AGENT 355: I warned him.
He kept eating.
Watch him. He bites.
(chittering loudly)
And he's...?
Definitely a male.
‐How did they survive? ‐I don't know.
‐Should I get Dr. Schirra? ‐No. No. This is the circle.
Until we have a plan, he stays between us.
And the pilots.
(exhales) We need a geneticist.
Pull that NSF list.
We'll pick the best, bring her here.
We can recommission B ring for him.
He can't stay here. Whatever kept him alive,
people are gonna want it.
This is the safest place he could be.
5,000 people live and work in this building.
The crowd at the gate grows every day.
So what do you think happens if they find out
the only survivor is the president's son?
I can help you move him, but...
it has to be before the word gets out.
Ma'am, secrets don't hold.
You need to work outside the system.
She's the president‐‐ she is the system.
Can you trust her?
Yes.
Because the fewer people
who know about him, the better.
JENNIFER: She knows. Move on.
AGENT 355: He's valuable.
He's probably the most valuable asset we have,
and he needs to be protected.
But not here.
This place is a fishbowl.
Ma'am, use me.
This is what I'm here for.
JENNIFER: I just got him back.
I won't lose him again.
Where am I?
(woman speaks Hebrew)
There you are.
I'm... so thirsty.
(speaking Hebrew)
Where am I?
Tel Aviv.
Can you tell me your name?
Do you remember?
The CCI summit.
Your esophagus will be quite tender.
We just removed the tube yesterday,
‐so not too much. ‐Oh...
What... what happened?
A lot.
Everything.
Regina.
(exhales) My name is Regina.
Regina. Nice to meet you.
I'm Alma.
Forgive me, uh...
I expect this will be difficult news, but...
there isn't a way to say it more simply.
There's... been an event,
the world over, and...
...the men are dead, Regina.
I can't explain it, uh, but that is what has happened.
Everywhere.
They're gone.
I'm... I'm sure you'll have many people
that you will have to grieve.
You were in an accident.
Your skull was fractured and your brain was swelling.
And all of that...
and you survived.
And you'll survive this, too.
If that's true...
It's true, Regina. I know it seems...
...then I am the President of the United States.
Could I have more water, please?
♪ ♪
‐Has there been a breakthrough? ‐Excuse me?
Uh, scientists. I thought maybe there was some good news.
Oh, I... I'm just the courier.
Why don't I know you?
You're Secret Service, right? You worked for my father?
‐Yes. ‐Oh. Have we met?
I'm usually pretty good with names and faces.
Sarah Burgin. But it was my first day on the job
when it happened.
Oh.
Oh, you poor thing. How awful.
Um, well...
President Brown has shown a real interest in you.
My father had his favorites, too.
So you must be doing a great job.
(chuckles): Oh, uh, I'm, uh, I'm Kimberly.
‐Kim. Sorry, I should have... ‐I know who you are. Yes.
...started with that, yeah.
Um... I play cards
with some of the Secret Service girls sometimes.
You should join us.
It's good to have friends here.
You know, President Brown can be...
...tough. (sighs)
Thank you.
It was nice meeting you.
Okay.
ELAINE: Your hair...
‐KIMBERLY (laughs): Oh. ‐How did you...?
Hey. Ashley, let Kailyn play.
I traded a cashmere shawl with Wendy for it.
It's the cheap stuff, but it does the trick.
I thought if I looked more like myself,
they would take me more seriously.
But Jennifer still acts like I'm useless.
‐Mom! ‐Give her a turn.
ASHLEY: Stop it. Get off of me.
Oh, come on, you don't have to like Jennifer,
‐Mom! ‐but she's doing the best she can.
I will not ask you again!
She's doing the best she can to sideline us. (scoffs)
My mother worked hand in hand with my father
his entire career.
She should have a voice.
Kim, we all love your mom, but she's...
‐...she doesn't want... ‐My mother's fine, Elaine.
If we had some real representation in that room...
We've got Lisa.
Lisa Murray?
Hmm! Please. She's pro‐choice.
She's a Republican.
Hardly. Look, the voters chose us.
They chose my father.
They chose your husband.
Our values.
You worked with Peter on his entire campaign.
You should have a seat at the table.
‐Me? ‐Why not?
I'm a homemaker.
Peter didn't run that office all by himself.
When I walk down the halls, the way people look at me...
Nobody's asking you
‐what you're still doing here. ‐ASHLEY: Come on!
Ashley, that's it!
I'm counting to five.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Sometimes I just want to... (grunts)
Oh, Kim, I'm s... I'm so sorry.
Your hands are full. (laughs softly)
I just want to know that I can...
count on you.
If the time comes.
If the time comes for what?
‐♪ ♪ ‐(crows cawing)
♪ ♪
(sobs quietly)
(sobs)
(exhales)
(crows cawing outside)
(sniffles, exhales)
‐(cawing) ‐(wings fluttering)
MACK: Hey!
‐Hey! Hey! ‐Mack!
Mack.
‐My leg! ‐Okay.
Okay. Oh, God. Oh, honey.
Okay.
You're fine, I promise.
(panting): Okay...
Did you get a shot
‐the last time you went to camp? ‐I don't know!
You did. You did. I know you did.
You're good.
You're good. I got you, okay?
‐We'll‐we'll get help. ‐We can't go.
‐Mack, we have to! ‐We can't go! We can't leave them!
We can't leave them.
JENNIFER: Best of the best.
We're already in contact with most of them.
We'll figure out who's best suited and bring her here.
Figure out how you survived and develop an antidote.
Hmm, an antidote to death. Wow. Okay.
A treatment, if a male child were born.
Frozen embryos might still be viable.
Yeah, it's easy to be best of the best on a list of one.
There was a longer list of bad options,
but that seems like a waste of time.
YORICK: Dr. Allison Mann.
Harvard. Mann?
Oh, my God, the universe is hilarious.
And, you know, awful.
Dr. Mann wasn't on the list NSF prepared.
That was that long list of bad options I was talking about.
She was flagged by the FBI‐‐ they thought
she might be soliciting grant money from the Saudis.
‐But she wasn't? ‐No, she was.
‐Huh. ‐JENNIFER: How does that
not immediately disqualify her?
Well, she's entirely about the work.
She's not ideological
‐or nationalistic. ‐CHRISTINE: She's the last person
‐we should go to. ‐Which is just one
of the reasons she's the better choice.
CHRISTINE: I'm sorry, do you have some kind
of genetics expertise that we don't know about?
No. But I can read.
The scientists on your list have a spotlight on them.
They go dark, people will start asking questions.
Dr. Mann is the only name that was disqualified
for reasons that have nothing to do with talent or ability.
She's a world‐renowned geneticist
who's been on the extreme edges of this field for years,
doing exactly the kind of work...
She solicited money from a hostile regime.
Exactly. She doesn't give a sh...
‐She's an independent thinker. ‐YORICK: Good save.
Uh, who are you, by the way?
Because you're not Secret Service.
That much is obvious. What is she, CIA or something?
Give us the room.
Both of you.
Who is she?
We can trust her.
Okay, cool. That doesn't answer my question.
What do you want to do?
It's your life.
You ought to have some say.
Uh...
(sighs)
I know what I should say‐‐
that I will do
whatever it takes to help you, um...
(chuckles): uh, save the world or whatever,
but...
honestly, I just want to find Beth.
I can't imagine what you've been through.
I'm on borrowed time.
I feel like any minute now my brain could explode
‐like the rest of them. ‐Don't even say that.
And I just want to make the best of this before it's over.
(Jennifer exhales)
Okay, so what, you want my blood?
You want me to jack off in a cup?
‐Oh, Yorick... ‐I don't think it's gonna make a difference,
but I will do it... if you find her.
Beth.
That's what I want.
And then what?
‐You hide away... ‐You asked.
‐...together, forever? ‐I'm trying to be honest...
You love her.
I'm glad. I love her, too.
But that is not a plan.
Well, maybe I'm not as ambitious as you are.
What does that mean?
That's‐‐ It's not a criticism, Mom.
You're a badass, Mom, okay?
And the way people look at you, you're...
you're a shiny person‐‐ people are drawn to you.
They believe in you.
But I'm...
I'm just a guy. I'm not special.
‐Yorick... ‐Yeah, no, I know you think I'm special‐‐ thank you,
you're my mother‐‐ but you know what I'm talking about.
You're not gonna...
(sighs)
You're not gonna say it, because you're not an asshole,
but...
we both know I'm not cut out for this.
Now...
there has got to be someone else who survived.
Someone better.
'Cause I just want my life back.
I don't think I can give you that.
(knocking, door opens)
CHRISTINE: Ma'am, I'm so sorry. We need you.
(indistinct chatter)
♪ ♪
Hey.
Is everything okay?
Abby.
Abby, come on.
What's going on?
Regina Oliver was found in Israel,
alive.
RACHEL: On the day, a bus plowed into the ground floor
of the hotel where she was staying,
clipped a gas line, and the building was leveled.
Hundreds died in the collapse, on top of all the men,
and they didn't find her buried under the rubble
until the next day.
They lost track of who's who...
Well, who's "they"? Who told us this?
The Israelis. We got a cable from their SSC 20 minutes ago.
How is this not an immediate constitutional crisis?
‐It is. ‐It might be.
‐It's not. ‐I don't like it, either,
but Regina Oliver has a legitimate claim
to the presidency.
Oh, please. The line of succession
‐couldn't possibly matter less. ‐MIRANDA: You can't just throw out
the Constitution because you don't like what it says.
Look, Ted Campbell was a good man
and he was a friend, but it was no secret
Regina Oliver wasn't the best decision he ever made.
Oh, we're pretending it was a mistake he made?
‐LISA: Oh, come on. ‐He couldn't win without the racists,
even with all the gerrymandering.
He never thought something like this could happen.
None of us did.
Well, he put a complete fucking fringe lunatic
in his cabinet, and then he died, and now here we are.
That's what she is.
"Jesus wasn't vaccinated"?
‐Is that real? She said that? ‐(scoffs)
Look, it's not much of a leap to go from "suffered brain trauma"
‐to "unfit for office." ‐MIRANDA: What if she balks?
Wants to get the Supreme Court involved?
‐We only have three justices. ‐People already think
we're hiding something‐‐ what will they say
when they find out she's alive? They'll‐they'll storm the gates.
She hasn't been here,
on the ground, doing this work.
Even if she weren't who she is,
it would take weeks to get her up to speed.
We don't have weeks.
If we're a united front, she'll fall in line.
She'll have no choice.
But she can't be president.
No.
She can't.
We'll back you, ma'am.
♪ ♪
When were you gonna tell us about Regina Oliver?
Stop it. We just found out about her.
We don't even know what kind of shape she's in.
Our values matter.
My father's values matter.
He was elected.
JENNIFER: No one's hiding anything from you.
No one's squeezing you out.
We'll handle the situation
once we fully understand what the situation is.
Kim...
‐You RINO. ‐Ugh. Grow up.
AGENT 355: I can get him out of here.
Take him to Dr. Mann, keep him out of sight.
Or we scrap the whole thing, go to Ohio, find Beth,
and then, then the scientist can do whatever she wants with me.
All eyes are on you right now,
and if there's a political fight,
a power play, he makes you vulnerable.
‐I... ‐He makes this whole building vulnerable.
‐What about the pilots? ‐YORICK: Mom, wait, wait, wait.
Wait. Hey, we need to talk about this.
I'll deal with the pilots.
Boston's been hard to contain. Violence. Looting.
We don't know what you'll be walking into.
‐I can handle it. ‐Um, hi.
Maybe I don't want to go to lawless Boston.
No one leaves this building without clearance.
Security checkpoints every 50 feet.
I can get him out of here, but it has to be now
‐and before anyone else... ‐Mom, listen, I have been out there.
‐This isn't a good idea. ‐You think I want this?
I just got you back from the dead.
AGENT 355: Somewhere inside of him
is the answer to how all this happened and how we fix it.
The only chance we have to find a way
to put the world back together again.
And we found him.
Those are yours.
Go ahead.
MULLIGAN (laughs): Holy shit.
Congratulations.
He isn't safe here.
The more people who know about him,
the more danger he's in.
There's a scientist at Harvard.
She's the most qualified for the job.
We have to get him to her.
I looked at your files. You flew supply runs?
Yeah.
And you?
Flight instructor.
I don't know what got y'all to enlist in the first place,
but I do know it was not supply runs
and teaching other people to fly.
There has never been a more important mission.
And the President of the United States
wants you to fly it.
YORICK: She's some kind of secret agent?
She could be working for the Iranians for all you know.
‐Well, she isn't. She works for me. ‐(scoffs)
And what, I work for you?
What do you want me to say, Yorick?
I don't want you to go. I don't want to let you
out of my sight for the rest of your life.
I just got here.
If you stay, I can't protect you.
They'll all want a piece of you.
I hate that picture, you know.
‐What? ‐Downstairs.
I look like a kid.
It should have been one of them.
Anyone. That dude with the Purple Heart,
or, um...
(whispers): Or Dad.
You're it, kiddo.
It's not one of them.
It's you.
(choked‐up chuckle)
And you can do this.
‐Yeah? ‐(knocking)
We found Sharon Jacobs.
The New England grid.
It took all day, but we found her.
If we get Seabrook Station back online, we...
Everyone's waiting. I‐I can stall.
Go, Mom.
It's okay.
Secure channel.
Stay dark until you get to Boston.
Yes, ma'am.
Listen, uh...
‐he's all I have left. ‐I'll take care of him.
I'll keep him safe.
(door opens)
‐(door closes) ‐(takes deep breath)
(pants, grunts)
‐(continues grunting) ‐(crows cawing
Fuck...
you...
fucking...
crows!
‐(heavy wingbeats) ‐(panting)
(deep cawing)
(panting slows)
(shovel scrapes ground)
This is just another trip.
Like Jackson Hole.
(changing radio stations)
(piano playing intro to "After the Gold Rush")
The power's back?
DOLLY PARTON: ♪ Well, I dreamed I saw ♪
‐♪ The knights in armor coming ♪ ‐Somewhere.
♪ Saying something about a queen ♪
♪ There were peasants singing ♪
♪ And drummers drumming ♪
♪ And the archer split the tree... ♪
(song stops)
Who was that?
♪ ♪
YORICK: Uh, where's mine?
(zipper opens)
No.
‐No, no, no, no. No. No. ‐No one leaves this building
‐without at least six ID checks. ‐No, put me in a,
‐like, a laundry basket or something. ‐They check. They check
every piece of cargo that comes in or out of the building.
Except for one.
Yeah, I'm not getting on there.
(exhales)
The people at the gate think your mom is hiding something.
If you're found, what do you think they'll do to her?
♪ ♪
(grunts)
‐You okay? ‐Yeah, I've been better.
Okay.
The helicopters are fueled up, ready to go.
You're gonna lead. We'll be on your six.
MULLIGAN: Wait a minute, I thought you were flying with us.
‐No. We need cover. ‐You're a pilot?
Uh, I flew supply runs for the army in Iraq. I'll be fine.
AGENT 355: Hey.
Thank you.
♪ ♪
JENNIFER: You still there, Sharon?
(over phone): I told your people
I can't do it.
If we don't get this plant up and running,
hundreds of thousands of people will be without power.
And if things get worse, those lives are at stake.
I‐I know. I know, and I'm sorry, but I just...
Ma'am, I can't.
You have to find someone else.
What were your sons' names?
DeShawn and Eric.
How old were they?
15 and 13.
Two years apart.
My kids, too.
It's tough in the beginning, but it makes them so close.
That was a hard age for me.
They need you so much when they're little.
Once they're independent...
it hurts.
(Sharon crying softly)
(exhales)
I've always wanted to have the power to help people.
And now here I am...
and frankly, I can't do shit.
'Cause we don't need politicians right now.
We need people like you.
People who went to work every day
where they were the only... only woman in the room.
(sobbing softly)
I know you miss them.
I miss my kids every single day.
But there are still a lot of people who need
what only you can give.
Okay.
Okay?
Okay, I'll do it.
(gasps, laughing)
Ms. Jacobs, this is Miranda Powell.
We have a team standing by to escort you.
♪ ♪
‐When you stop... ‐(gasps) Jesus Christ.
‐I'm sorry. ‐No, I'm sorry.
I‐I didn't mean to ambush you.
Right now, I mean.
But‐but earlier, as well, about Regina.
I...
It was inappropriate, and I apologize.
We... We've all been a little bit on edge.
Yeah.
It's okay.
When you start looking at all this...
love and grief...
it's hard to stop, isn't it?
Do you know, uh...
Ruth Botty? DOD?
Her son, Martin,
nine years old.
He had just finished reading a biography of Alexander Hamilton.
400 pages.
Can you believe that? Nine years old.
400 pages. Wow.
Finally Broadway did something good for this country.
You don't like theater?
Eh.
I like Phantom.
Ah, okay. You know, uh, Nell Patchett?
‐Treasury Nell? ‐Treasury Nell?
(laughs): That's funny.
(sighs): Oh.
Well, she had this in her wallet for years.
Her husband had lost, um,
oh, 50‐some‐odd pounds
between May 2015 and the...
The pride these women feel for their men.
It inspires me.
Sometimes I think that there are women who...
Oh, I know you can't...
"quantify" grief, but...
Some people lost less, and...
...some people lost more.
That's quantified.
Isn't it?
You know what I mean?
I do.
I know you do.
♪ ♪
(gasps softly) Oh. Do you remember Yorick
at the Easter Egg Roll?
‐(laughs softly) ‐Remember? He was maybe, like,
seven years old?
But he wouldn't join the group.
He just stayed out all afternoon under the tree tying knots.
Oh, grief is so funny.
My mother could have conjured the image of...
any man.
My father. Her father.
Harry Connick Jr.
But it was your son she saw wandering those halls with her.
That's so strange to me.
♪ ♪
Holy shit.
Go, go, go, go!
Jesus!
‐What happened? ‐I don't know.
It doesn't matter.
Do we go back?
No, no, no, no, we keep going.
Sit back. Seat belt.
We keep going.
♪ ♪
Captioned by Media Access Group at WGBH