[Martha Reeves & The Vandellas' "Nowhere to Run"]
[dark pop music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Nowhere to run to, baby ♪
♪ Nowhere to hide ♪
♪ I got nowhere to run to, baby ♪
♪ Nowhere to hide ♪
♪ ♪
♪ It's not love that I'm running from ♪
♪ It's the heartbreak I know will come ♪
♪ 'Cause I know you're no good for me ♪
♪ But you've become a part of me ♪
♪ Everywhere I go, your face I see ♪
♪ Every step I take, you take with me ♪
♪ Nowhere to run to, baby ♪
♪ Nowhere to hide ♪
♪ I know you're no good for me ♪
♪ But free of you, I'll never be, no ♪
♪ ♪
[gasps]
What the...
[electric guitar chord]
♪ ♪
- What's going on? You okay?
- Yeah, yeah, just waking up strong, like you do.
- Well, did you have a bad dream?
'Cause we could stop watching documentaries
on serial killers before bed.
- That might help.
I'm happy to try anything at this point.
- What's that mean? Has this been going on long?
- Um...a few weeks, I guess?
It's...hard to keep track
when you're not sleeping very much.
- Well, what level bad dreams are we talking here?
Falling out of the sky? Chased by wolves?
Forgetting all the lines to your one-act play?
That one might be mine.
- It's not quite like that.
Basically, it's just...
me, alone, stuck in this house,
and no matter what I do, I can't make it out the door.
And then I wake up.
Sometimes multiple times a night.
The end.
- Look...
I'm no dream interpreter or anything, but...
do you think maybe you feel trapped living here?
I mean, I know you love being here for your mom,
but it's been two months now.
I mean...maybe you just need your own space again.
- I can't do that.
I mean, she's all alone here, and...
We work on this really fun puzzle at night.
- No, no, no. I get it. I get it.
Puzzles are fun. - No.
- But it's-- [laughs]
It might be nice to regain some of your independence, you know?
Regain your privacy.
[soft piano music]
Regain your adult-size bed.
- I mean...
Yeah, it would be...
really great to have a good night's sleep again.
And maybe if moving back home would help that...
- Yeah, yeah, well, maybe just...
feel it out with your mom, see how it goes.
♪ ♪
- It feels wrong to be mad at a baby,
but who waits until daylight to finally fall asleep?
- He doesn't respect us. He's clearly a sadist.
He must get that from your side of the family.
- Good morning, family! - Shh!
- Okay, if you wake up my baby right now,
I will literally kill you.
Oh, I--I meant that in the nicest way possible.
- Hello, Miles.
Are you still asleep 'cause your room is so boring?
- What do you mean? It's cute.
- There is nothing on the walls.
It's like a prison for babies.
- Yeah, I guess we've been too busy
keeping another human being alive
to worry about home decor.
- Yeah, and the weird thing is,
we do have a baby registry
that definitely has some art on it, so...
- The only reason I haven't gotten you a gift yet
is because it is more thoughtful
to wait and see what someone needs.
And now I know.
What if we do a photo shoot of the whole family,
and I make a gallery wall right here
with all the pictures?
- What if you stop screaming in my sleeping baby's room?
- That is a great idea.
I forgot you're into photography now.
- "Into photography"? I have a website.
Okay, I'm going to get some coffee.
I only got, like, a light nine hours of sleep last night,
but then we'll schedule this thing.
- Will you throw me a Pop Tart?
- I ate the last one.
- [sighs] Of course you did.
[soft percussive music]
- Does she know that she's talking that loud?
- She may be more exhausting than the baby.
- Latest puzzle, huh?
Ooh, I think I found the cat's top hat.
- Put that back.
This is strictly a Mom and Zoey project.
- Okay, totally understand.
Then I won't tell you I also found the cat's bow tie.
- Ooh, so it's a public puzzle, I see.
- Told you.
Hey, Mom, you look really nice today.
- Thank you. It's a big day today.
- She seems like she's in a good mood.
- She does, right?
Okay.
Right now might be a good time to talk to her.
- Maybe.
- Hey. How you feeling?
Are you ready for your big landscaping pitch?
- Um...
I'm a little nervous.
Um, a little rusty.
This architect is kind of a big deal.
It's my...first presentation without Mitch.
I just really want it to go well.
- It is going to go well. You know why?
'Cause you're Maggie frickin' Clarke.
- [laughs] Yes, I am.
- Anyway, since we're both feeling so pumped,
I was wondering how you would feel if--
[Lewis Capaldi's "Someone You Loved"]
[gentle piano music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ I'm going under, and this time ♪
♪ I feel there's no one to save me ♪
♪ ♪
♪ This all or nothing really got a way ♪
♪ Of driving me crazy ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I need somebody to hear ♪
♪ Somebody to know ♪
♪ Somebody to have, somebody to hold ♪
♪ It's easy to say, but it's never the same ♪
♪ I guess I kind of liked the way ♪
♪ You numbed all the pain ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And now the day bleeds into nightfall ♪
♪ And you're not here ♪
♪ To get me through it all ♪
♪ I let my guard down ♪
♪ And then you pulled the rug ♪
♪ I was getting kind of used to being someone you loved ♪
♪ ♪
How I would feel about what?
- If I gave you a chest bump on the way out?
No, that's weird. - Oh, that would be weird.
- Anyhoo, uh, good luck.
I think it's gonna go great.
[door latches]
There's no way I can go back to my place yet.
My mom is not okay.
- Not okay? Like how?
- Like...
she just sang a heartbreaking song to me about it.
- Okay, um... but what about you, Zoey?
You're barely getting any sleep.
You're having these horrible dreams.
I mean, how much longer can you go on like this?
- I don't know.
We're gonna find out, 'cause until she feels better,
there is no way I'm leaving.
[low percussive music]
♪ ♪
- Hey...you... how's everything going?
- I'm getting more requests for comment
on the Sprqpoint Watch fiasco.
How about you? That's a lot of caffeine, friend.
- Just tired and weary and other drowsy words like that.
Maybe it's 'cause Sprqpoint is falling apart,
or maybe it's because I'm not sleeping.
Question...
is sleep important?
- I hear it is. How much sleep are we talking?
- Uh...last night, I would say a whopping...
two to three hours before waking up
to another horrible dream.
- Oh, man. Been there.
Um...I had a lot of bad dreams after my dad died.
- How do I get them to stop?
Because I feel like I'm losing it.
- It didn't stop, not for a while.
But I talked to my therapist, and he gave me some books,
and they all said that reducing stress
can help with sleep, so it could be
a good place to start.
- Okay, well, reducing stress
is a little tricky since I've taken over the fourth floor
and have ten times the responsibility now.
- Have you not discovered...
the absolute joy of being in charge yet?
Just give half of your responsibilities
to other people.
Take the important stuff for yourself,
give away the rest.
♪ ♪
- Hey, everybody? Can I talk to you?
- Is this bad news?
- "Hey, everybody" is always bad news.
- Especially when it comes from the Boy Scout leader.
- Everything is fine.
I just realized with all the work I'm doing around here,
I'm still taking on way too many projects
that I know this group would be amazing at.
So I'm asking all of you
to take on some more responsibilities around here.
- What kind of responsibilities?
- Does it come with extra compensation?
'Cause I need that cash money.
- Leif, I'd like you to research options
for our community service days.
Mackenzie, you're on the suggestion box email account.
George...
take over the rotating food bar,
remembering that our budget is super small.
And Tobin is going to start a company softball team.
- Boom.
I know a dude that can get us
farm-league-quality jerseys ASAP.
Gentlemen, give me your sizes.
I'ma hit up Joey Bats.
It's his nickname.
- Women's sizes, too, Tobin. This is a co-ed league.
- Of course, course, course.
So, like, one girl?
Maybe two girls?
- Before you start knocking the women,
uh, should everyone raise their hands
who played softball in college?
Mmm, mmm.
Also, Yasmeen, was it the javelin you threw
in the Junior Olympics?
- Shot put.
- Shot put. Mm...
- Okay, okay. Fine, fine, fine.
You're all in, happy?
- Thank you.
Ooh. Now if you'll excuse me,
I'm going to go get the accounting department
on holiday decorations.
- He's right there. - Thank you.
[power tools whirring]
Roger.
- Maggie Clarke. [Maggie chuckles]
Well, well.
Welcome to the sad backyard of our stunning estate.
[Maggie laughs]
- Well, it, uh...
It does look a bit unfinished.
- It's a disaster.
And as you can see, our last landscape designer
didn't exactly work out.
I'm very excited you're joining us, though.
- Thank you.
- I've heard a lot about the Mitch and Maggie projects
over the years.
And I should say I'm terribly sorry
to hear of his passing. - Thank you.
So, um...
shall I just show you what I'm thinking?
- Yes, please. - Okay.
I focused on clean, simple greenery
along here and here.
It's very classic so that
nothing overshadows your beautiful house.
- Huh.
Okay.
- Is it? - Well, I--
I mean, overall, it's fine.
I'm not in love with it, though.
Yeah, it's--honestly, it's a lot safer
than I was expecting.
- Oh. Safer. Okay.
- Well, I was just hoping for more of that Clarke magic
that you guys are known for, you know?
- Right. - Just...
look, I don't mean to offend you.
- No, no. - I'd love you to take
another crack at it.
Come on, Maggie, why don't you go
for something... I don't know, special?
- Are you kidding?
I would...love to try something different.
- Okay, good. - Roger, can you come here?
- Uh, I'll be right back.
[soft piano music]
♪ ♪
- Hey.
- Hey, guys. What's going on?
- We brought Mom dinner,
but she said she was too busy to eat.
Her meeting was bad.
- How's it going, superstar?
- My meeting was bad.
- That cannot be true.
- He hated everything I said and did.
Maybe he even hated my shoes. We'll never know.
- That makes no sense.
You are incredible.
- Yeah, well, incredibly safe,
I believe, is the word Roger used,
and, um...you know what? He's right.
I was second-guessing myself, and I did play it safe.
[sighs]
It's just that for 40 years, Mitch has been the person
I've bounced all my ideas off of.
- I'm not a substitute for Dad,
but I'm a good problem solver.
You want to bounce some ideas off of me?
- Because this is a spec house,
we can technically do whatever we want,
which is actually tough because we're just guessing
what a buyer will respond to.
- Got it. Spec...house.
- Oh, what are you writing?
- Everything you're saying.
Once I understand the parameters,
I can generate a solution.
- Okay, well, um...
one of the first parameters
is focusing on the overall concept.
- Concept.
Like...what bushes you want.
- Yeah, sure, bushes are a part of it,
but it's more like, "What is the overall design?"
Should we do country cottage
or organic garden, European formal?
- You know what? I'm going to brush up on, um...
European formal in one of these books here.
- Well, honey, it's not really a thing you can just study.
Like... [sighs]
- What about this?
This is pretty.
Can we do this?
- It's Versailles.
- Right. So...
no. - No.
- Okay. No...on...Versailles.
- Sorry to interrupt.
I found, like, a bunch of random paints in the closet,
and I just, like, started experimenting.
- Mom, I feel like I'm not much of a help with this.
- Oh, honey, it's okay.
I know you're trying hard. It's just--
- Not in my wheelhouse. What if I call Mo?
Maybe he can help, and if not, I can find someone else to--
- ♪ I'm only one call away ♪
♪ I'll be there to save the day ♪
♪ Superman got nothing on me ♪
♪ I'm only one call away ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ Call me, baby, if you need a friend ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I just wanna give you love ♪
♪ C'mon, c'mon, c'mon ♪
♪ Reaching out to you, so take a chance ♪
♪ No matter where you go ♪
♪ You know you're not alone ♪
♪ I'm only one call away ♪
- Enough!
- Enough...what?
- E-enough..
Beating around the bush.
Jenna should... clearly help you.
- Wait, help you with what?
A really fun and creative project?
'Cause if so, you are totally reading my mind.
And my answer is...
a thousand times yes.
- [chuckles]
[lively percussive music]
[low percussive music]
- Uh-oh.
Are your coffee drinks getting bigger,
or are you just getting smaller?
- Oh. Uh...
who knows? Both?
Neither.
Who's to say?
Can I...tell you something that's been on my mind,
and maybe adding one percent of stress to my life?
So maybe if I tell you,
at least that stress will be gone?
Max and I have been hanging out a lot.
Like...
A lot, a lot. You catch my drift?
- You're together?
- Uh, I'm not sure we've discussed the labels
in those terms, per se, but--
- Max told me you guys are together.
- Oh, okay. He did. Why didn't you say something?
- I thought you knew.
- Solid point.
So, does that mean you're... okay with it?
- I'm okay with anything that makes you happy.
- Wow.
You really are good at this
whole question and answer thing.
I knew Danny Michael Davis picked you for a reason.
- So, remember,
don't focus on the space itself,
focus on the potential.
- Eddie! Eddie, can you hear me?
- Sorry, uh, his boyfriend's on a cruise.
- Oh, wonderful. I love a cruise.
- This cruise is ruining my life!
- You know what? Uh...
Let's just go ahead and get started without him.
- Fantastic. - Yeah.
- So, this space is a little rougher
than some of the ones we saw yesterday,
and the area is on the downswing, but--
- This place is huge. How can we afford this?
- The last tenants left in a hurry.
The new owners are desperate
for some new cash flow, so it's--
- Is that the kitchen back there?
[Mo snaps fingers] - Uh, why do we need a kitchen?
We're not even cooking food.
- Your restaurant doesn't have food?
- Well, it's actually quite innovative...
- Forget it, Eddie. Oh, oh, why?
Because I refuse to have this conversation
over the sounds of howler monkeys. Goodbye.
- Everything okay? - This place is soulless.
Our restaurant is supposed to be an experience, right?
And all I'm experiencing is "crack house."
I mean, where's the life? The character?
- Um, just one second. Hey, uh, Mo?
- Did I mention there is a current liquor license?
- Great!
What's that mean again?
- Well, some liquor licenses are specific to location
rather than the business itself,
so you'd be well-served...
Some liquor license humor there.
To find a recently failed restaurant
and take over that license.
Otherwise, it can take months before you get one.
- Um...
[whispering] Just one second.
Do we really want to wait that long
to get a liquor license?
I mean, that's where we're going to make
most of our money, Mo.
- Fine. Rent it.
But know that I'm going to have to tear down walls,
build up walls, chopper in a water fountain,
ooh, rethink these roofs, tear up the floor,
and put in a shark tank.
Or do we want to do octopus?
[low percussive music]
- So we're doing this?
♪ ♪
- Um, hey, before we jump in, Jenna,
are you sure you're okay to help me with this?
Because I don't want to take too much of your time
when you've got the photo wall prep, and--
- No, I don't need prep time
at all. - Oh.
- Most of my art is improvisational, so...
it's making me wonder why you're sitting down.
- Because this is where I do--
- Yeah, yeah, let's get up. Up, up.
You don't need this.
All right.
Let's just shake it out.
We're shaking 'em out.
- Really? - Yeah, shake.
Shake out your left leg.
Good, good, good.
All right, let's get centered. - All right.
- Let's just bend down, fingers to the ground,
and we're gonna roll back and forth.
- [inhales] Kay.
- Yeah, feel the waves in your body.
- Yeah, okay. - Yeah.
You don't need a chair. This is nice.
Back and forth.
- Back and forth.
- Now let's touch our diaphragms.
- Jenna, you are so cute,
but I am a landscape architect,
and I don't know how any of this is going to help me.
- No, it all helps.
We're trying to get you into the right headspace,
the right body space,
to be the right you.
- Okay. - Okay, let's free associate.
Say the first word that comes to mind
when I say..."plants."
- Friends.
- Okay. Work.
- Passion.
- Inspiration. - Everywhere.
- Pad! - Pencil.
- No, get your pad. Go.
- Oh, now? - Yes!
- Oh, oh. [laughs]
Okay, what do you want me to-- - [shushing]
Less talking, more drawing.
- [laughs] Okay.
♪ ♪
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[dramatic soul music]
- ♪ Nowhere to run to, baby ♪
♪ Nowhere to hide ♪
♪ I got nowhere to run to, baby ♪
♪ Nowhere to hide ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I know you're no good for me ♪
♪ But free of you, I'll never be, no ♪
♪ ♪
- Zoey?
Zoey!
Hi! [laughs]
I just want to let you know that the snack bar
is now officially-- drum roll please--
[imitating drum roll] Pah!
the egg bar.
Because I love hard-boiled eggs,
and they're cost efficient.
- That's great, George. - Well, here you go.
Like an apple for teacher. [chuckles]
Except it's an egg. Okay.
Let me know if you need any, like,
you know, salt, pepper, Cholula.
[dog barking]
- Are you sure your mom wants to miss this?
'Cause I'm kind of famous for my tajines.
- She apologizes.
Her and Jenna, so in the zone
that they wanted to keep it going over drinks somewhere.
- Well, that's good news then, right?
- Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. I...
you know, I'm hoping to bring up moving out
after she shows the architect her new designs.
- Good call.
Um, by the way,
you haven't talked to Mo recently, have you?
Because all he does these days is hate on the restaurant
and make these crazy suggestions
that we can never do, and...
you know, I don't have the heart to tell him "no"
because he's clearly five seconds from a meltdown.
Zoey?
- Oh. Um...
Well, I feel like... you should talk to him?
- Uh, I mean, I was kind of hoping
to talk to you about it first, but sure, I will.
By the way, um...
how was your night last night?
You still having the dream?
- Yeah.
Though Simon says it's pretty normal
after a parent dies, so I'm, like...
trying not to obsess about it.
- Simon, huh?
Talk about that kind of stuff at work?
That's...cool.
- Is that okay? I mean, I know you guys also talk about stuff.
- What, you mean because I told him that we're together?
I mean, we're friends. I thought he should know.
No worries, all good.
What was that? Did I just sing to you?
You had that look in your face.
- You might have sung to me. - What did I sing?
- Um...
yeah, I don't know the name of it.
And...it was clear, though, that you definitely have...
- What? - Feelings.
- About what? About--about Simon?
Just sing me the song. - I don't know the song.
I can't sing the song. - But that's not fair.
I mean, you know, people can have a lot of thoughts
in their head without meaning them.
And by the way, I worked overtime
to not be weird about Simon, even though you work
in the same office with him,
so you can't read into it if the song just happens.
- I'm not reading into it! It's fine!
- No! It's not fine, okay?
You always have a secret window into my brain,
and, you know, I would love to know what you're feeling.
- I'm not feeling anything.
[somber music]
- [whispering] No kidding.
You know what? I am going to go out
for some fresh air right now.
You are more than welcome to finish this if you want.
But just so you know, it is a very complicated recipe.
♪ ♪
[low percussive music]
- Did you see these yet?
- I cannot see anything
until I've poured coffee into my eyes.
- The softball jerseys,
they all say Brogrammers.
And check out the logo.
- That's...bad. - You think?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Is she complaining about the jerseys?
Because we call everyone here bro.
It's a compliment...bro.
- I'm sorry, Tobin, but the name is not inclusive.
And the logo is...
problematic. - What?
What are you talking about? It's--
you guys are seeing things that are not there.
It's just a baseball bat that's...pointing up.
- Pretty sure I know a prick when I see one.
- Oh, okay, let's everybody just calm down.
- We have a problem, people.
The egg bar's starting to smell like sulfur.
Maybe I didn't think about
the long-term ramifications. - George, buddy,
we're in the middle of a very serious meeting right now.
- Can you smell the eggs? - I'm not gonna smell the eggs.
- No one wants to smell the eggs, bro!
- Okay, listen to me!
George, get rid of the eggs.
Tobin, get rid of the jerseys.
And everybody, leave me alone.
I have 79 things to do before lunch.
[power tools whirring]
- You were right.
- My favorite words. [Maggie chuckles]
Remind me, what was I right about?
- My first design was fine... - Mm.
- But this one is much better.
Thematically, it's a modern enchanted forest.
Very full, very lush, and a little bit wild.
And there's overgrown flowers that are sloping here
to topiaries that run along there.
It's the kind of magical place
that you might want to get lost in forever.
- It's like a secret garden.
- Yes, exactly.
And I know it's not a typical Mitch and Maggie design,
but it is a 100% me design,
and if this were my garden,
I would want to sit out there all day long.
- It's totally perfect.
Well done.
- Thank you.
[low percussive music]
[bat cracks] - Yo! Foul ball!
[glass shatters] - Ah!
- Sorry...
I should've never been the batter.
I'm terrible around glass.
- What's going on out here?
- Uh...nothing.
The guys just wanted to try out the jerseys
'cause, you know, won't get to wear them for real.
- Why are you letting them screw around like this?
I thought you hated when they play games in the office.
- I-I do, but-- [sighs]
they wanted to try them on, and I thought it was healthy
to play for five minutes, and...
then they called me "coach."
- Oh, did they? I don't care.
I don't care if they called you softball champion of the world.
I told Tobin to send them back.
So...why can't you just do that?!
Why can't I just say, "Send them back,"
and then you go, and you send them back?
Because now, here I am, yelling
that the one thing I want in my life
is for you to send back
the sexist penis jerseys!
- [whispering] We'll take care of it.
["It's a Hard-Knock Life"]
[lively brass band music]
♪ ♪
all: ♪ It's a hard-knock life for us ♪
♪ It's a hard-knock life for us ♪
- ♪ 'Stead of treated ♪
all: ♪ We get tricked ♪
- ♪ 'Stead of kisses ♪
all: ♪ We get kicked ♪
♪ It's the hard-knock life ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ Don't it feel like this wind is always howlin'? ♪
♪ Don't it seem like there's never any light? ♪
- ♪ Once a day, don't you want to throw the towel in? ♪
♪ It's easier than puttin' up a fight ♪
- ♪ No one's there when your dreams at night get creepy ♪
♪ No one cares if you grow or if you shrink ♪
- ♪ No one cries when your eyes get red and weepy ♪
all: ♪ From the grind, you would think ♪
♪ This place would stink ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Empty belly life ♪
♪ Rotten, smelly life ♪
♪ Full of sorrow life ♪
♪ No tomorrow life ♪
- ♪ Santa Claus we never see ♪
- ♪ Santa Claus, what's that? Who's he? ♪
all: ♪ It's a hard-knock life ♪
- You're welcome.
- Appreciate it.
[low percussive music]
[sighs]
[insects chirping]
- Hey, Mom?
I am...so groggy that I am... going to pass...
on doing the puzzle tonight. - [chuckles] Oh.
- But I give you my blessing
to navigate the cat tea party section on your own.
- Oh. Thank you.
But, um...
it's okay because I've got a lot of work to do.
Roger loved my new design,
but somehow I'm already, like, five days behind.
It's like, yay, but also like, ah!
- Yes, Mom! - [laughs]
- So I'm guessing Jenna helped, then.
- You know, she did. She did, in her own way.
She helped me realize that I can do this.
Like, um, I can find a path without your dad.
- So...so, so, so good. [chuckles]
- Wow.
You look so tired.
Is there anything I can do?
- I'm starting to feel like maybe
I should go back to my place, but I love being with you,
and I never want you to feel abandoned.
- Baby, I don't feel abandoned.
It probably is time, maybe.
We let it go on...
a little longer than we should've
because it felt so good.
- It did feel good. It does feel good.
- Mm.
- But...
[sentimental music]
I'm not a kid anymore.
- You will always be my kid.
And even though the last couple of months
have been really hard, it's...been really special
to spend time with my busy girl.
I'll let you work. - Okay.
- Can I take Dad's ship with me?
I really like this ship.
- Sure.
Yeah. Whatever you want, honey.
♪ ♪
- Hey, so, uh, don't take this the wrong way,
but I...
don't know if I can handle your sister for much longer.
- Hmm. I'm right there with you, babe.
- I mean, she was a lot before she came up
with this whole, like, photo wall idea.
But--but now it's like a whole other level.
I mean, she's snapping pictures of me eating,
when--when I'm sleeping.
She took a photo of me coming out of the shower, Em.
Okay, yes, I was wearing a towel, but...
I'm pretty sure she might have caught a glimpse of some stuff.
- Okay, well, she will be leaving at some point.
I just have to start dropping hints that it's time.
"Our place is so small.
You must be wanting to get back to your own life."
- "Thank you, but your presence is no longer welcome here."
That--that's a good one.
- Yeah. Subtle clues like that.
She'll get it.
- Guys.
Guess what.
Maggie asked me to work on that house with her.
- What? - Why?
- She's been so helpful with me,
and I think she has a great eye.
- But only if you guys are cool with it.
I do not want to overstay my welcome,
but also, I really want to do this.
- Yeah, no, I think that that's a--
I think that's a great idea.
Uh, Emily? What do you, um...
- Yeah. - Yeah?
Yeah. - Yeah, so great.
For both of you.
[low percussive music]
- Hey, so I made a cake for you
as a peace offering, but I cribbed it
off "The Great British Baking Show,"
so don't be surprised if there's too much cardamom.
Even though I don't exactly know what that means.
- Hmm?
Oh, thank you. - You good?
I'm pretty excited we have a place to ourselves.
- Me too.
Moving back here was such the right move.
Hopefully, I'll get some good sleep tonight.
- Yes.
[sighs]
Okay, so here's what you need to know
about professional wrestling.
Most people think it's fake, but these men are athletes.
If you actually think about it...
[soul music]
- ♪ Nowhere to run to, baby ♪
♪ Nowhere to hide ♪
♪ I got nowhere to run to, baby ♪
♪ Nowhere to hide ♪
♪ I know you're no good for me ♪
♪ But free of you, I'll never be, no ♪
♪ Nowhere to run to, baby ♪
♪ Nowhere to hide ♪
♪ Got nowhere to run to, baby ♪
♪ Nowhere to hide ♪
♪ ♪
[gasps]
- Zoey?
Zoey.
You okay? Zoey!
Hey.
Where are you go-- are you all right?
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- [whispering] Not really.
I'm still having the bad dreams, Max.
- Okay, all right, do you want
to talk about it? I'm right here.
- No, I want them to magically go away!
I'm gonna go...
Get ready for bed.
Even though that feels like wishful thinking at this point.
- Yes...
Please tell me you didn't sleep here last night.
- Nope.
I lay awake at home.
Until I gave up and started making
apology friendship bracelets for all the programmers.
- Huh.
You still having those...
Those bad dreams, huh?
- Yeah.
But I'm not sure which is worse.
Feeling bad 'cause of the dreams,
or feeling...
Guilty 'cause...
I can't open up to Max about it.
He just hasn't lived through this, you know?
- I do, indeed.
- I just thought I'd feel better by now.
I've tried...reducing stress.
I moved back to my place.
But no matter what I do, I can't stop...
having these awful dreams
where I'm trying to get out of the house.
And then last night, I finally made it out the door,
but I still couldn't escape because there was another me...
blocking my exit.
- So you literally could not get out of your own way.
- Sounds so obvious when you say it.
- Hey. Here's the thing.
Your dad just died.
[sentimental music]
And looking for any other reason
why these dreams are happening...
or thinking that you can just make them stop is crazy.
- You're very comforting.
- Is it comforting to know...
That at least you're not alone, though?
We...we are part of the same sad club now.
Five more nightmares, and you get a jacket.
[laughs]
- So I'm just supposed to do nothing?
- Talking to me isn't nothing.
And, uh...
I do think moving back to your place
is a good step forward.
Honestly, the more you can do for yourself right now...
The better.
♪ ♪
- Hey, did you know Mo and Eddie broke up?
I mean, I guess it makes sense.
Long distance sounds hard.
- Uh-huh.
- And hey, I'm-- I'm not gonna say
I'm glad they broke up, but...
Zoey?
Zoey.
Zoey, I've been talking to myself for ten minutes.
Are you even listening? - I am.
- Then can you tell me why every conversation lately
seems like me struggling for your attention?
Is it me?
Is it--is it work? Is it your dad?
Because whatever it is doesn't make me feel very good,
and I want to be there for you, I really do, but--
- I'm sorry it's making you feel bad.
I just... - What?
- [sighs] - You just...what?
- I got a lot of work I have to go finish.
[A Great Big World's "Say Something"]
[somber piano chords]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Say something, I'm giving up on you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I'll be the one if you want me to ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Anywhere I would've followed you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Say something, I'm giving up on you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And I ♪
♪ Am feeling so small ♪
♪ It was over my head ♪
♪ I know nothing at all ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And I ♪
♪ Will stumble and fall ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I'm still learning to love ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Just starting to crawl ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Say something, I'm giving up on you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Anywhere I would've followed you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Say something, I'm giving up on you ♪
♪ ♪
- Can I say something?
- Sure.
- I know that you want to know what's going on with me.
But...
I'm feeling a hundred things at once,
and most of 'em are about how...messed up I am.
You and I both thought that moving back here
was gonna make my bad dreams go away.
But it didn't.
So...I started to wonder if it was maybe something else.
- Something like me? - No.
Me.
Nothing in my life feels right right now.
I don't feel right... right now.
And I don't know.
There's no one to blame for it, but...
I don't know how to fix it, either.
- Well-- [sighs]
I mean...
Do you think we rushed into this?
I mean maybe-- maybe I pushed you
when deep down, I knew it was probably too soon
after your dad.
Maybe I just wanted to be with you so badly that...
I was willing to go for it.
- I wanted to go for it too.
But I'm barely ever present with you
because I'm sad or tired or just...
in my head all the time.
And I hate it, and it's--
- I--I know.
- It's not fair to you.
Maybe I do need more time.
[somber music]
- We should...put things on pause for a bit.
Yeah, yeah, it's okay.
Hey--hey, look.
If we both force this thing
to happen before you're ready, then...
We'll destroy it before it's even begun.
♪ ♪
- What now?
[somber music]
♪ ♪