I apologize for my words and actions.
Well, thank you, Jack. That means a lot.
So do I get my job back?
Uh, well, as far as the changes, I requested you...
I'll make the changes.
Good.
Um, and, um, moving forward,
I need to know that you're going to approach this job
and your coworkers with respect.
I won't call you an idiot anymore,
if that's what you mean.
Well, that-that's really only a part of what I'm trying...
I'm getting very uncomfortable sitting
in this chair, which has poor lumbar support.
Am I getting my job back or not?
[lively music]
♪ ♪
[Mandy] How did it go? [Jack] I got my job back.
- That's amazing. - I'm on probation.
I have to improve my attitude
and dumb down my perfect computer program.
Work fucking sucks!
- So you apologized? - Yes.
I'm so proud of you.
- How do you feel? - Very bad.
♪ ♪
♪ S-L-U-T, slut, what's up? ♪
♪ Don't bang my line till you know you want to fuck ♪
♪ Girl, shake that ass, fuck this whole club up ♪
♪ Wanna grab some ass? Let me feel up on your butt ♪
- ♪ S-L-U-T, slut ♪ - Violet?
♪ What's up? Don't bang my line... ♪
- Violet! - What?
- ♪ Now shake that ass... ♪ [music cuts off]
I got you something.
- You did? - Yeah.
Look at this.
- What's this? - Ah, it's a new phone.
Hey, hold on.
I'm just gonna keep this safe, okay?
You use that until you can show me
that you're gonna stay off dating apps.
This phone's crap, Van.
Well, I'm trying to support you here, okay?
I'm trying to keep you safe. At least you have a phone.
- Give me my phone back. - Hey, hey, stop it.
- Give me it back to me now! - Hey, I'm driving!
I'm driving. Hey, Violet, I'm driving!
I'm driving!
I'm driving, okay?
Hey, Siri.
Siri?
Siri! Siri!
There's no Siri.
No Siri? No Siri.
You're ruining my entire life, Van.
Well, it has no Internet,
but you can still call and text.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey, stop it! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop it!
If you break it, you don't get a phone at all.
[light acoustic music]
♪ ♪
I got it in purple for you.
You like the color at least, right?
Violet?
♪ ♪
[no audible dialogue]
[Mandy] Hey, Jack?
Jack?
Can you join us for morning meeting?
Please?
♪ ♪
[Jack] It's a meaningless time suck.
[Mandy] Mm, thank you.
Okay, let's check in on how our weekly goals are going.
Yeah?
Harrison, you want to start out?
You started your new exercise regimen
on your cool new Apple Watch.
[Violet] He gets an Apple Watch,
and I'm stuck with this-- no Insta, no TikTok, no emojis.
Okay. Let me talk to Van
and see if we can come up with a compromise.
[Violet] You will? You promise?
- Yes. - When? Today?
- It has to be today. - [Mandy] I will do my best.
- Okay. - I love you, Mandy.
I love you, too.
Harrison, how many steps did you...
- It really needs to be today. [Mandy] Violet.
Can I talk to Harrison for a minute?
Thanks.
Harrison, how many steps did you get yesterday?
- Four hundred sixty-seven. [Mandy] Okay.
The pounds are gonna come flying off.
Why am I the only one with an exercise regimen?
- We're not morbidly obese. - Jack.
I'm stating an objective fact.
[Mandy] Okay, so, Harrison,
yesterday was a really good baseline,
but I think we can beat it today.
Let's try for 1,000 steps, okay?
- Sure. [Mandy] Okay.
And, Violet, you were gonna strike up
a three-sentence minimum conversation
IRL with someone new at work.
I talked to Tiff yesterday.
And FYI, she totally agrees with me
- about this flip phone. - [phone beeps]
Okay, that's great, but, remember,
it was supposed to be somebody new
who you haven't talked to yet.
- Remember that? - Okay.
And, um, Jack, you were gonna check in with your dad
and see how he's feeling emotionally.
He has cancer.
So he's bad.
Which is why you were gonna reach out.
This is ridiculous. I'm-I'm 25 years old.
[Mandy] Yeah, and as a part of moving into this apartment,
we all agreed on a certain set of goals.
Yes, and my contract says
that I need to pay my bills consistently--check.
I need to get and maintain a job--
basically check.
And I need to make friends, which is a work in progress.
Yeah, and those are all great things, but we still...
- Bye. - ...have to follow our goals.
- Jack. - [Violet] Whatever.
Mandy, you need to call Van right now.
I hate this stupid phone.
[somber music]
[sighs]
Oh, hello.
Hi, Violet.
You know my name?
It's on your shirt. So is mine.
Julian.
Hi, Julian.
Bye, Violet.
[light rock music playing in background]
Hold on.
I just need to say one more sentence to you.
Yeah.
Julian, what's your favorite color?
Violet.
♪ ♪
[giggles softly]
[indistinct chatter]
[Joel] Spanakopita from that hole in the wall near UCLA.
[Mandy] Wait.
And wait for it...
delicious shrimp dumplings
from a rando Chinese joint that looked sort of decent.
This is crazy.
What is all this?
This is a blatant attempt
to remind you how much I adore you.
I'm going to Berkeley in two weeks
to start my internship.
I want you to move with me.
[sighs] You know I can't do that.
I got you an interview for an internship
with the chair of the neurology department at UCSF.
What are you talking about?
Dr. Ghaderi-- look her up.
She is, like, a-a superstar in autism research.
Okay. [chuckles]
People who intern for her get into Berkeley.
Holy shit.
She's, like, famous.
How did you do that?
I asked my asshole dad for a favor--
further proof of how much I love you.
You shouldn't have done that without talking to me first.
Yeah, I know.
This will give you credentials.
You are talented
and brilliant.
Don't sell yourself short
because of one shitty MCAT result.
I know how much you care about them,
but it was never meant to be long term.
This will change your life.
Put yourself in the equation.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
[whirring, clunk]
♪ ♪
What are you doing?
If you keep hitting A1...
enough times,
you hear a little sound,
and you pull the flap.
[vending machine clanks]
- Boom! - Whoa.
Isn't that stealing?
- [can opens] - It's not hurting anyone.
Want some?
♪ ♪
Okay.
♪ ♪
Um, I'm A.J., 303.
What's your name?
Harrison, 203.
Oh, sweet. We live right above you.
You do?
Yeah, we hear you yelling a lot.
Violet can get pretty loud sometimes.
Wow, you live with a señorita, huh?
- A lady? - Um, yeah.
- Dude, you're a baller. - [laughs]
Hey, is that an Apple Watch?
- Um, yeah. - Sweet.
It's supposed to count my steps,
but I haven't done-done very many.
It's hard.
Can I try?
Sure.
♪ ♪
[telephone ringing]
[Rich] Jack, check it out.
One click right from the book cover to the inventory page.
Jack?
There could be a whole g-genetic element to this.
My grandmother had it, her sister, my dad.
[sighs]
I could be next.
What? What-what are you...
- I have to go. - What? Jack!
We're presenting our fixes to Austin in two hours.
Where the hell are you going?
I'm trying to save two lives.
Well, travertine gets the job done,
but genuine slate is still number one.
Jack, what are you doing here? Marcus.
You're missing a big meeting at work,
and you're on probation.
You gave me inexact and incomplete information
about your cancer.
- Cancer? - It's nothing.
It's not nothing.
It's small-cell carcinoma. It's extremely serious.
Oh, my God. How bad is it?
He has somewhere between a 30%
- and 50% chance of survival. - [Marcus] Jesus.
- It's 50%. - Not necessarily.
When they did your workup, did they find any mutations
in your third or sixth chromosome?
- I don't know, Jack. - Or loss of function
- on your RB1 gene? - I don't know.
How do you not know this?
Look, look, I have an appointment
with my oncologist tomorrow.
Why don't you come along?
Okay. Good.
I have a ton of questions for this guy.
Well, how about we start at three, okay?
If you come along, that's the rule--three questions.
He's a big-time doctor. His time is valuable.
We are just there to listen.
All right?
Okay.
[calm music]
♪ ♪
- Hey. - [Van] Hey.
Thanks for coming. I know how busy you are.
- Is everything all right? - Yeah.
Um, so Violet told me about the phone situation.
She's pretty upset.
I mean, I'm okay being the bad guy.
I'm-I'm used to it.
Yeah, I was just thinking that maybe
there's a way that we could not take away her autonomy
but still keep, like, a closer eye on things.
I mean, there are those apps that monitor your phone usage.
Yeah, I've tried all those. She just trashes them.
Well, maybe we could make her
keeping the phone conditional on her not trashing them.
Do you have any idea what could have happened
to her on that Bumble date,
what that asshole could have done to my sister?
Yeah, and I agree
that she absolutely shouldn't be on Bumble,
but I thought we were working together.
I mean, that was a pretty massive decision you made.
And you didn't even talk to me first.
I mean, honestly, it was kind of disrespectful.
Well, I didn't mean it to be disrespectful.
I just...
Well, it's my sister, and I have to protect her,
so, you know, some things can't be a group decision.
Anyway, I got to go to a meeting,
so maybe we can talk about it later.
Sure.
Sorry. I missed the meeting?
How did it go?
They, uh, said our program was genius
and that we're geniuses
and they're giving us a huge bonus.
Is that sarcasm?
Yes, Jack, that was sarcasm.
I'm not very good with sarcasm.
Look, they're on the verge of throwing out the program
and bringing a third-party consultant to write a new one.
Well, that would just prove how utterly stupid they are.
You know what, Jack? I like you. I do.
I mean, you're talented as shit.
I...
At one point, I even thought we could be friends,
but right now I am so bummed
that they made us partners on this project.
It's all about you, always.
Take all the credit as if I didn't do anything.
If someone criticizes anything, dude,
all you can do is bitch,
and I'm the one who has to cover for you.
You don't give a shit about anyone but yourself.
I don't want to be unemployed right now.
It's fucking hard out there.
I missed the meeting because my dad has cancer.
Oh, shit, Jack.
Shit.
He may die, and I need to support myself,
so I can't be unemployed either.
Yeah. Yeah, so...
Okay, so let's work all night.
Blow it up. What do you say?
C-could we Postmates Zankou?
Again?
I was thinking we'd go with sushi, you know,
mix it up a little.
I like Zankou.
Sure, Jack.
Sure.
♪ ♪
[A.J. sighs] Mrs. Holden's the worst.
I'm supposed to write 100 words about the American Revolution,
but who cares about some stupid war
that happened, like, 800 years ago?
It happened 245 years ago.
I know the American Revolution.
George Washington crossed the Delaware River on Christmas
during a storm that saved our troops from the redcoats.
He had 2,400 men under his command,
and there was so much ice in the water
that it was almost impossible to cross.
The password was "victory or death."
Dude, you're, like, a genius.
Thank you.
Do you think I'm morbidly obese?
- [A.J.] What's that? - Fat, I guess.
- You look normal to me. - I do?
Yeah, you should see my Uncle Victor.
That's fat. He's like a walrus.
[laughs]
You hungry? Want something to eat?
Yes. [chuckles]
I met my Joel.
- You did? - His name is Julian.
He delivers French fries, has like a million hot tattoos,
and we had a three-sentence IRL conversation.
- [Mandy] Whoa. - I think he could be the one.
Okay. That sounds great, Vi,
but you really, really need to...
See him again, exactly, but he doesn't deliver again
for two weeks, which is...
- Not very long. - ...forever.
Maybe I could sell more French fries
or throw a couple of boxes away when John isn't...
That's definitely not a good idea.
What if he wants to slide into my DMs?
I need my phone back. Did you talk to Van?
Okay, so I talked to your brother,
and I think he just needs to see
a little more maturity and growth before...
You're useless.
Julian's a walking thirst trap. I need my phone back!
[car door opens]
[indistinct chatter on drive-thru speaker]
- [telephone ringing] - [door closes]
Hello?
[telephone ringing]
Sir, what are you doing back here?
No one was here, so I thought I...
You cannot be here. This is staff only.
My father is Lou Hoffman, and I'm looking for his-his chart.
Uh, I'd like to see that, please.
You need to leave.
I-I got here early so I could ask the doctor
some questions before the meeting begins.
So you have warm-up questions?
- Yes, exactly. - Yeah, that's not a thing.
Now I need to call security.
This is serious.
He has cancer.
This is a cancer clinic. Everyone has cancer.
[lively music]
♪ ♪
Sir!
[grunting]
Sir! Sir, give...
- Sir. - Give me his chart.
♪ ♪
[chuckles] And then there's Violet.
And she so desperately
wants to be normal,
but is that coming from inside of her,
or is that what Instagram is telling her
her life is supposed to look like?
You know?
I don't know.
The three of them have just all taught me so much.
And if you could distill what you've learned from them
to one salient point,
what would that be?
Huh. Um...
I think I started out thinking my job
was to help them fit into the world,
you know?
But the more I've been there,
the more I realize the last thing
that I would ever want to do is make them change.
I think it's more about figuring out
how to better understand them.
Mandy, um, when you talk
about these three young adults,
you light up.
The work you're doing with them is important.
If I offer you this internship,
I would need you to start in two weeks.
Is this something that you're willing to walk away from?
You know, I read about you and how you left
your tenure-track position at Columbia
for a research study at UCSF
that nobody even thought was going anywhere.
I mean, you stepped out of your comfort zone.
You took a chance, and now you're doing
some of the most important work in autism in the country.
Dr. Ghaderi, I'm already learning from you.
[soft music]
So I guess...
the answer to your question is...
yes.
I can start in two weeks.
[Dr. Ghaderi] All right.
Let me think about it.
Lou, before we decide our next course of action,
I want to do a biopsy.
The X-ray is showing some inflammation on the lymph nodes
on your left side,
and we want to rule out that they're cancerous.
That would put you at stage three.
[Jack] He's already stage three.
[Dr. Mandaar] No, he's at stage two.
What about the lymph node involvement
discovered during the original diagnosis?
That doesn't change the staging
- because they cancer hasn't... [Jack] I disagree.
There's supraclavicular lymph nodes under the collarbone.
Well, supraclavicular involvement alone
isn't determinative for staging.
- Jack. - I can cite a recent study
that says it is.
[Dr. Mandaar] You've read the new study out of Johns Hopkins?
Yes, have you?
- [Dr. Mandaar] I plan to. - Well, I'd get on it.
Excuse me, but, Lou, perhaps we should reschedule.
Jack, you need to stop, okay?
I'm only on my second question.
[Lou] Just go outside.
I'm just looking for some basic information.
Please, go outside now.
Okay.
But we're gonna need to get a second opinion.
[door closes]
Are you okay?
I got kicked out of the meeting.
And now I can't get all the facts.
And when I don't get the facts, I get very anxious.
Why'd they kick you out?
For asking too many questions.
I know he's just a patient to you,
but he's my dad.
And, um...
You're scared.
Good for you.
Asking questions.
Good for you.
I've seen a lot of people come and go,
but one thing I notice more than anything else,
patients with an advocate
do better than patients on their own.
Keep asking questions.
An advocate.
Advocate.
- Ewa...tomi. - [chuckles]
- Ewatomi. - I've never heard this name.
It's Nigerian.
When I first met you,
I thought you were a very rude person, and you are.
But you also care.
Same.
♪ ♪
[cash register beeping]
Who ordered more bulk fries?
We just had a shipment.
[cash register beeping]
Hey, man, uh, you got to take these back.
I didn't order them.
- Somebody did. - Hi, Julian.
- Hey, Violet. [John] I'm not gonna have
any room in the freezer for anything else, so...
I'm glad somebody's happy to see me.
[John] Joffer, did you put an order in?
Do you read Cassandra Clare, Shadow Hunters?
- Huh? - Susan Miller says
I'll meet someone with common interests.
I have a full moon in Pisces at ten degrees
in my house of true love.
True love?
What about unicorns? Do you like unicorns?
They're my favorite.
Who doesn't like unicorns?
We both like unicorns.
[John] Violet, can you please go back to your station?
Dude, I checked again. Nobody put in an order.
Sorry, bro. I just go where they tell me.
Seriously?
See you later, Violet.
Come on, man. Please.
[light, playful music]
[machine droning]
[distant siren wailing]
How are you doing?
What?
With the cancer,
how are you feeling emotionally?
Well, yeah,
I-I'm dealing with it, but thank you, Jack.
Thank you for asking.
Okay.
You need somebody to fight for you.
I'm gonna be your advocate.
I'm your advocate, Jack.
I'm your father.
And all I need you to do
is focus on yourself.
I'll worry about me.
Okay?
[somber music]
Uh, don't you want the, uh, swan?
Of course I do.
♪ ♪
[Mandy] Jack, hold up! - [buzzer sounds]
Hey, Jack. Do you mind holding...
♪ ♪
[elevator bell dings, elevator door opens, closes]
I guess you can't walk out of this meeting.
[light music]
[sniffs]
I need you to respect me, Jack.
I don't know how else to say it.
I just... I need you to respect me.
♪ ♪
I asked my father how he's doing with the cancer.
Check.
How did that feel?
Not terrible.
And Rich at work might want to be friends,
but it's currently unclear.
Wow, Jack.
- [elevator thuds] - Wow. [chuckles]
[elevator bell dings]
♪ ♪
- [indistinct TV chatter] - [door opens]
[Harrison] What's that?
- It's mine. Don't touch it. - [door closes]
[Mandy] Okay. Evening check-in.
Violet, are you here?
Harrison, let me see your steps.
[chatter continues on TV]
Oh, my God, Harrison, you got 6,500 steps.
That is amazing!
That is incredible!
I'm so proud of you.
- Wow! - Actually, Mandy...
Mandy, I got Julian's number!
- He gave you his number? - It was on the packing slip.
I'm figuring out what to text him.
- That's not creepy at all. - Okay.
Um, maybe just don't text him until we've discussed.
May be a little late for that.
- [door opens] - Oh.
- Violet. [Mandy] Hi, Van.
[Van] Come on, I texted you, like, five times.
She has to text me back, okay?
You have to let me know you got home from work on bus days.
I know. We're working on that.
Otherwise, you don't get a phone at all.
Tell my asshole brother I'm not talking to him.
I'm giving him the silent treatment.
[Van] I can hear everything you're saying.
- Violet... - [cell phone chimes]
[Violet] What, was that a word?
[Mandy] Violet, no silent treatment.
[Violet] Huh? [Harrison] She can't hear you.
[Van] That's not... [Violet] Was that a word?
I just need a minute, sorry.
Huh? Huh?
[Van] That is not how silent treatment works.
- [Violet] Was that a sound? - Hmm?
[Violet giggles]
- I don't hear anything at all. - [cell phone chimes]
[Violet] Hmm. [Harrison] She can't hear you.
[Violet] This is very...
Harrison, where's your Apple Watch?
[knock at door]
Hold on. Who's that?
[Van] I don't know. - [sighs]
- Hi. - Hi.
I believe this belongs to you.
Hi, A.J.
You guys live upstairs, right?
- Yeah, who are you? - I'm Mandy.
I'm Harrison's aide. Is everything okay?
If you so much as lay an eyeball on my son ever again,
I'll have you arrested-- is that clear?
Whoa, arrested. I'm sorry.
I don't know what goes on in here,
but I will not stand for some 25-year-old weirdo
hanging out with my son while I'm at work.
- Is that understood? [Mandy] Okay.
It is understood, but I can assure you
Harrison is not a weirdo.
I said what I needed to say.
Let's go, A.J.
[somber music]
[Teresa] A.J.
♪ ♪
Well, so much for that friendship.
[Mandy] Jack, please.
[cell phone vibrates, chimes]
Harrison, I will be right back, okay?
Guys, just one minute.
♪ ♪
[door closes]
What are you doing here?
My dad heard from Dr. Ghaderi.
She loves you.
[chuckles] You got it!
You got the internship.
Oh.
[laughs]
♪ ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
[singer vocalizing]
♪ ♪