Fleishman Is in Trouble (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Fleishman Is in Trouble - full transcript

Aw. I'm never gonna
get over that jachnoon.

I think you're never
gonna digest that jachnoon.

Oh, I'll digest it.

Really? I'll digest
it all day long.

Jachnoon is primarily
bread. No, it... It...

It... It took me
to this m-moment...

The cursing
started like this.

You can't even digest
bread.

Huh? Well, yeah, sure.

I gotcha.

B'hatzlacha rabah.



Huh?

B'hatzlacha rabah.

What did she say to you?

Oh, shit. What'd she say?

She just... She just
cursed my unborn daughter.

That's fine. You know, I-I
don't have any more cash.

If... I don't know
if you guys have any.

Just... Just to make
it stop. Really?

Just to make it stop.

Okay, okay. Okay,
I have, like, some.

I have a few. I
have a few things.

Hey. Sorry about him.
Sorry, here, we have...

Yeah, get it in there.

Thank you. Sorry.



That doesn't sound...
That's not a...

No. Like, a blessing.

It's not a good one.

Oh.

Okay. Okay.

Did she say "gonorrhea"? Yeah.

Did you say "gonorrhea"?

Listen, let's go.
I-I-I'm scared of her.

You shouldn't say
that to people.

That's... You can leave.

I know, but I'm part of the
group, so if the group is...

Just do it then, and
let's go. Yeah, sorry.

Can we please go?

Yeah. Here you go. Hi.

I'm sorry about that.

Is that...?

Oh. Oh.

She told him that he would heal
the world with his kindness,

that he was destined
for a righteous path,

that his future was assured,

that nothing bad
would happen to him.

Can you... Of course
I can hear you.

You're yelling.

Yes.

Uh... No.

No, Hannah, Mona cannot
take you to the Hamptons.

She's supposed to be on
vacation in the first place.

Can you please... Can you please
just give her back her phone?

Yeah, so I can talk to her.

That's right. I
am so sorry, Mona.

No, this is so
nice of you. Yeah.

I know, but your son doesn't
arrive until tonight, right?

Yeah, I so appreciate
this. Really. I know.

Uh... You're a real
life -saver. Okay.

Monday had come, and still,
there was nothing from Rachel.

I know that you
think my job is a hobby,

but I have real obligations,

and the kids were expecting to
go to the Hamptons with you,

and this was Mona's
one week off.

This was not the
life that the beggar woman

had promised him.

So, we need to redo the
sonogram on Mrs. Shalmoni.

Uh, what is the most common

liver condition
associated with Crohn's?

Dr. Bartuck would
like to see you

when you have a chance.
Yes, sure, sure.

Ah, Dr. Fleishman.
Dr. Bartuck.

Uh, Ida said you wanted a word.

Have a seat.

So... Yes.

I wanted you to hear it from me.

I'm taking over.

Chief of Medicine.

Wow.
Congratulations.

That's... That's just great.

Now, Janice is taking
over the division,

which means she needs to replace
herself for the subdivision,

and I'd like it to go to you.

Well, I-I don't
know what to say.

Um, thank you.

Well, you're good with patients.

You're precise. You care.

Now, it's not a lock.
Janice has her own process,

but you're the favorite.

It's yours to lose.

A promotion.

See that, Rachel?

Toby thought back to
when he was a fellow

and when Bartuck was an
actual practicing doctor,

before he began his dubious
ascent to fundraiser.

And she...
Wait, wait, wait.

W-What did she say?

"My father is sick
with a lot of things."

That's right, right.

"My father is sick
with a lot of things,

Dr. Bartuck,

but uterine cancer
isn't one of them!"

That year, Dr. Loo,

the head of the
gastroenterology division,

found himself in the
hospital as a patient

with an aggressive, relentless
case of pancreatic cancer.

Oh.

Then, finally, just a
month later, it was time.

Okay, uh, we'll go.

No, stay.

You were as big a part
of his life as I was.

That's so sad. I know.

What I keep thinking
about is just, like,

the privilege of having
known him, you know?

I mean, to know them,
and to be a part of it.

Like, to be there, you know?

It's pretty amazing you
were in the room, though.

I mean, that... Yeah.

That means you're in, Toby.

Is that what they
say in the mailroom

when you get to watch
a senior agent die?

Not, that's not what I mean.

No, I know what you mean.

I don't think you
know what I mean.

I mean that I think doing
this is its own reward.

Are you getting into bed?

I gotta return a
thousand e-mails.

Okay.

Then, two years ago, the
Fleishmans were invited

for New Year's to
the second home

of Miriam and Sam
Rothberg in Saratoga.

If you have four houses,
how do you decide

which to call your second?

Oh, it's the one
you bought second.

Hmm. That makes sense.

Welcome, Fleishmans!

Look at this place.
It's amazing.

Welcome
to Paniquil.

Oh, Paniquil.

So, you named this
after an antidepressant

that doesn't interfere
with sexual arousal?

No, no, no.

I named it after
an antidepressant

that doesn't interfere
with sexual arousal

that made me rich.

Oh. Well... Let me
show you around.

Oh.

Taste that? Yeah, I taste it.

It's, you know... It's
very... I taste it.

You still at the hospital?

Well, you know, people are
still getting sick, so.

You know, we're looking
for someone to head up

a new division around marijuana.

Sorry, Fendant is
getting into marijuana?

Oh, Lord, no, no. We're
looking for somebody

to help lead a new division
dedicated to debunking myths

about alternative therapies.

Oh. Oh, I see.

A lot of misinformation out
there, as I'm sure you know.

Oh, no. I... I don't know.

I mean, I've seen a lot of
cancer patients benefit from

alternative... Don't...
Don't... Don't... Don't...

Don't tell me you're
an acupuncture guy.

No, no. Well,
I mean, it's not a cure,

but it actually does
provide pain relief.

Absolutely. Yeah.

Well, uh, you know, you'd be
heading up a big division,

bringing in a mil
before bonuses.

You'd be managing your own team.

Great hours. The works.

I don't know. I think I do my
best with a patient interface,

I think. Yeah. Thank you.

Yeah, Rachel... Rachel
said you'd resist.

Yeah? Mm.

Did I mention the house in Vail?

Director-level gets a key.

"What's wrong?" Why
don't you ask Sam,

with whom you colluded
and orchestrated.

"Colluded?"

It's a job officer, Toby.
It's an opportunity.

At the very least, always
take the meeting, right?

It's... It's the opposite
of an opportunity, okay?

It is the antithesis
of what I do.

He wants me to head up a
division that encourages

the... the deprivation
of legitimate avenues

of pain relief
for sick patients.

I want you to feel rewarded.

You should get a
break from the grind.

But it is not a grind, okay?

Do you understand
how hurtful it is

that this is what's
important to you?

You're screaming.

I did not become a
doctor to get rich, okay?

I did it to live
a meaningful life.

Yeah, well, I would like to
own an apartment someday.

Excuse me, I make
almost $300,000 a year.

I am a rich man in
every single culture

except the 40
stupid square blocks

that you insist we live within.

You act like you need
to work all the time

because I'm some
bum on the couch.

If you had a job where
people counted on you

for their livelihood,
maybe you would get it.

Oh.

Are you serious?

Dad? Dad?

I don't know why we still
have these conversations.

I-I never misrepresented myself.

Well, neither did I.

Okay.

Immediately
following that weekend,

Rachel began to look
at nicer apartments

without even talking to him.

Sam knows the builder. Mm.

They don't have their
certificate of occupancy,

so they can't
really show it yet,

so early access. Wow.

I guess it's really
who you know, huh?

Exactly. Yeah.

They're calling it The Golden.

Wow. The Golden.

Just in... Just in case you
missed any of the subtext.

It's the original moulding.

Yeah, it's new construction.

The whole thing's original.

Well, I like it.

Oh, really? Come on.

Its like everything I
hate about New York City,

like new money
imitating old money.

Come on. "The Golden".

Yeah, you said that.

Well, yeah.

Sam says we can
make an offer now

before they put
it on the market.

We'll finally
have a place. Mm-hmm.

We'll live here forever,
and our children

will visit us when they're
married and have children.

You act like you
need me to say yes,

but you already made a decision.

And that was that.

And now look at
him... A promotion...

Not for leveraging
or subverting,

not for disrupting,

just for being devoted to what
he did and being good at it.

"See, Rachel?" He
wanted to tell her.

"Success can build.

You don't have to lunge
for it like an animal."

Mona, hi. I am so sorry.

I really thought she
would be back by now.

Hey, you didn't happen
to make dinner, did you?

I'm gonna go be with my son.

Okay. Thanks for everything.

I really... I do appreciate it.

Okay. Hey, kids. I'm back.

I'm gonna make
some dinner, okay?

He was annoyed.

Lord knows Rachel came
home late all the time

and didn't get
attitude from Mona.

Is Mom here? Hey.

We're supposed to
be there by dinner.

I'm supposed to have
dinner with Lexi.

Yeah, sorry, honey.
Mom's delayed.

She would be back by tonight,
tomorrow at the latest.

God, why is it so hot in here?

No, she promised me
dinner in the Hamptons.

Yeah, well, Mom's delayed, okay?

She's always delayed.

Oof. God, is the
air conditioning on?

Did it break or something?
I'm gonna make...

I'm gonna find a
recipe. You don't worry.

Last year, she
had to go to Italy

'cause she was on tour with
Alejandra, and this year,

she promised we'd have
a whole week together.

You know what?
You're not wrong.

You deserve a summer.

Everybody is getting
together without me!

Don't you understand that?

You know, guys, I had
some great news today.

My tits really wanna be
squeezed more. Oh, sweet Jesus.

Oh, harder. Woman
#2: It's so hot.

My pussy's so wet. No. No. No.

Come on, are you
hard yet? Stop.

Okay.

Oh, my God.

Toby briefly entertained
the idea that it was Mona...

That, in her anger, she sat down

and treated herself
to a big old afternoon

of Internet porn.

But the theory fell
apart when he realized

that Mona probably knew
how to spell "vagina."

Ooh.

Kids?

Kids?

Is Mom here?

Let me have a word with Solly.

I didn't do it.

Solly.

I-I don't know why
those things came up.

They just came up.

Alright. Here.

It's okay. Come sit
down for a minute.

Listen, there is nothing to be
ashamed of or... or afraid of.

Are you curious about girls?

I just wanted to know what
it looked like underneath.

Yeah, no, I understand.

Should I maybe get...
Get you a book for kids?

Like, maybe with pictures? No.

I don't want to
see it ever again.

Yeah, no, that
makes perfect sense.

Of course not. Of course not.

Hey, it's okay,
buddy. It's not okay.

I hate it.

I know. I know.

Listen, um, I-I just
want you to know

that that's not really
what it's like, okay?

That's like someone's fantasy
of what people might want.

That's not what it's really like

for two people to
have sex, okay?

Don't say that word! Yeah.

Okay. I won't say
it. Yeah. I won't.

Is that Mom? Um...

Don't tell her.

No, no, I won't. I won't.

It was Rachel. He
was sure of it.

Some beam of nuclear
energy had reached her

and activated her remaining
shreds of maternal instinct.

Just thinking
about you, stud.

Poison emoji. Finger gun
emoji. Hang ten emoji.

It's the hospital.

Growing up was
disgusting. Literally.

It was filled with all these
horrible moments of revulsion.

You okay, buddy?

I'm gonna go watch "Karate Kid".

Can I go? Of course.

Yeah, of course.

My 9-year-old watched
porn on the computer

for hours in front of you today.

We will no longer be
requiring your services.

Good luck to you.

Holy shit.

What had he done?

Toby spent all night in
vain trying to figure out

how to take back
his text to Mona.

Holy shit. He'd fired
the most stable presence

his children had in their lives.

No, I know, Simone. Can you...

Can you please just tell
me when she's getting back?

Okay. Well, she went
to Everglade, right?

Yeah, well, can you tell
me how long it goes?

Can you tell me
that? Can you... No.

Stop that. Stop that.

No, not you.
Sorry. I'm hungry.

Yeah, I know. No,
can you tell me, uh,

if she's still there? Can...
Can you tell me anything?

No? Okay. Great.
Yeah, I know, I know.

Can we just wait at home for
Mom to take us to the Hamptons?

I wish. I just don't know
when she's getting back yet.

But, look, w-w-why would
you just want to leave here?

You know, it's weird.
Everybody wants to leave

the city when it gets hot,
but that's actually a mistake.

Nothing beats
summer in the city.

You know, everything gets
so green, everyone gathers.

It smells like garbage.

Yeah. Yeah.

You used to love
coming in with me.

Yeah, when I was
a baby. I know.

I'll make it up to you, okay?

Can we go to the park? We
can find the churros guys.

You know what? That
sounds like fun,

and I'm sure Mom will
be back by tonight.

You said that last night.

Mm, I know. Be good.

The time will go by fast, okay?

But it didn't.

How it broke his heart.

How Toby had always
loved summer.

Hello, it
is a beautiful day

here at Everglade, an
exclusive wellness retreat

located in the splendor
of the Catskill Mountains.

This is Sage. How can
I help facilitate y...

Yeah, sorry, hi. I'm
sorry to interrupt,

but I'm just...
Uh, I'm at my job.

Um, can you please tell
me if Rachel Fleishman

is still checked in?

I'm so sorry. Yeah.

I can't talk about
a guest's status.

No, I just need to know if
she's... if she's there.

Sorry, I'm her husband.

Um, I just have a
message to get to her.

Can you pass on a
message for her?

I'm sorry, sir.

I can't reveal the
status of our guests.

I don't need to know her status,

just if she's there.

I-I'm sorry... Yeah.
I'm sorry, sir.

I can't reveal the
status of our guests.

Okay. I'm sorry
to disturb you.

Okay.

Hey. Just...
please. I'm not mad.

I'm a real person.

I exist even when
you can't see me.

Can I get an ETA, Rachel?

Wow. A division head.
You must so proud, Janice.

It'll be a challenge, I know.

I think of all the things
I'll have to do now

that I'm not seeing patients.

Ugh. Ugh. Like fundraising.

Don't knock fundraising.

You and I don't have
jobs without it.

I don't know. I think I
would just miss my patients.

Advancing sometimes means
missing a thing you loved.

I think I'm gonna love
this, too, though.

Shit. Hey, aren't
those your kids?

Um... Woman over
intercom: Paging Dr. Wong.

Paging Dr. Wong.

Oh. I have an endoscopy.

His kids deserved
a better summer than this.

They all deserved
better than this.

Hey, do you have a second?

Um, I need a
personal day or two.

Well, two. Two.

Is everything alright?
Yeah, my... um, well,

Rachel, uh, she's on an extended
trip. It couldn't be avoided.

And my... my
babysitter's on vacation.

Holy shit. He'd fired Mona.

Well, it's not ideal.

I told David Cooper he
was getting the best.

Yes, and I will be
right in if I'm needed.

I will check in on the hour.

I gave Mr. Cooper my cell.

The fellows know
he's a priority.

Alright, two days.
But you'll check in.

Okay. Thank you.

Anyone here want to
go to the Hamptons?

Yes! Yes!

Does Mom even know
you have her car?

Yeah, I said, are you ready?

Come on.

Alright.

Are you gonna get your own car?

Hmm? Can... Can you
even afford one?

What... Yes. Yes,
I can afford a car.

You do understand I'm a
doctor and not, like...

Not, like, a homeless
person, right?

Dad. What?

You can't say
"homeless person."

Hey, Dad? Mm-hmm?

What's the block universe?

Oh. Um, it's a...
it's a theory.

It's this idea that, like,
all of life is happening

at the same time.

Like, all points
of existence are,

I don't know, occurring
simultaneously.

Just try to breathe through
it, okay? Oh, love, I'm sorry.

Is he gonna
throw up? Gross.

So, it means that, like...

Like, your past and
present and future...

Are all happening,

like, all at once.

I spy with my little eye,
something that's blue.

It's a big part of my life.

You want me to sit here
with my hands in my lap

to do some public display of not
working for your satisfaction.

Look, if I got this done,
I could finally relax.

It's not your schedule...
Oh, suddenly it's my schedule

that's the problem? Okay.

A-At once?

That's so busy.

Mm-hmm. I mean, you
don't have to worry

about you right now, though.

What if I'm sitting on myself
from the last time we were here?

Yeah, you know, it's just...
It's just a theory, okay?

It was best not to think
about the block universe.

Toby didn't want to think
about any theory of life

in which the thing
you were dealing with

was an absolute reality.

He couldn't bear
the scope of regret

and missed chances
and alternate choices.

He didn't want to think
about possibility anymore.

Possibility was a trap.

Hey, does anybody
want to get some food?

You know what else is a trap?

The Hamptons.

You know, kids,
it's... It's nice

that you have a house
in the Hamptons, okay?

It actually is really nice
that you can get used to this.

But it's also... it's
also important to think

about economy disparity.

It's important that
privileged kids like you,

like, think a little bit
about that, you know?

I mean, look at these houses.

I mean, you think inside
these houses are people

that have been rewarded
for their great acts

of kindness and good works?

No. Unh-uh. No. No, inside
these houses are pirates.

Pirates? Yeah.

I mean, a kind of
pirate. A kind of pirate.

The kind of pirate
that takes and takes

even though he has
enough, you know?

Listen, you guys
are gonna grow up

and do great things
in your life,

but you have to understand,
there's such a thing as...

As enough.

Okay.

Whatever, Dad.

Okay.

Look at that sunset.
It's so pretty, isn't it?

You know, but you
have to remember,

sunsets are also
problematic, you know,

because they're only
for the wealthy.

In cities, there are tall
buildings so you can't see it.

You know, you got to
come to a place like this

just to catch a glimpse of
what would be one of the true,

free pleasures in
life, you know?

Okay. Great. Can I
just have the keys?

Yeah.

He hated this place.

I get the big room!
No, you don't.

You had it last time.

I want it! It's my turn.

No, it's not.

Absolutely hated it.

Hated its beautiful views,

hated waking up
to the salt air...

hated the bed that cradled
him like it was his mother.

Something, something,
economic disparity,

something, something,
wealth distribution.

Night, Sol.

Night, Dad.

But however much he didn't
like the house when it was his,

boy, did he extra not like
it now that it wasn't.

He was last there in winter.

They'd come out for the
Leffers' anniversary party.

He'd been asking for a
divorce for months by then,

and each time he brought
it up, she'd get crazy.

But it was quiet there, the
way it never was in the summer,

and something had
changed in her.

I think we should get a divorce.

Right then, he was filled
with an aching love for her

that he hadn't
experienced in some time.

It's gonna be okay.

Well done.

I gotta go.

Okay. Bye.

How can I? I have no phone.

Alright. I'm sure
you'll find a way.

Here you go.

This will barely buy me water.

Alright, here's 20.

Okay. Bye.

Good time.

Bye, Hannah.

Wait, Hannah...

Who's she talking to?

I don't know, Sol.

Hmm. Hot enough for you?

Nice to see you, Roxanne.

Roxanne Hertz spoke
in a Groucho Marx voice

when she was saying anything
uncomfortable or critical

or evenly mildly controversial.

Can you believe
he's the nominee?

It's hilarious.

Well, at least
she'll win, right?

Well, I don't know
that she'll win.

I don't even like her that
much, but at least with him,

we can keep our money, you know?

Also, her voice...
Drives Rich crazy.

Anyway, I was thinking that
I could pick the girls up

and take them to dinner.

Yeah, you know what, Hannah
would probably prefer

that to having
dinner with me, so...

Oh, Solly. Yeah.

Solly, do you want
to go play with Max?

He's in the car.

Oh. Do you want to, buddy?

Oh, of... of course he does.

Does he? Yeah.

Okay. Okay.

I'll... I'll pick you up
for dinner, okay? Okay.

Oh, let them stay.
Hannah can call you

when we're done.

Actually, you know
what? Do... Do you mind?

She doesn't have a phone yet.

Still? Yeah.

Toby,
get that girl a phone.

Oh, you are
looking so well, Toby.

You know, I keep
meaning to tell you,

we are your friend,
too, and, um, yeah...

I'm idling. Oh. Okay.

Gotta go.

Toby was unsettled by the fact

that Roxanne Hertz
didn't blink when she saw

that Toby was the one with
the kids and not Rachel.

Bye! Bye, Toby!

Had she heard from Rachel?

Did she know
something he didn't?

I'm beginning
to think, like, maybe

I'm the only one who
doesn't know, right?

Well, did she say
anything? Arm circles.

No. No, no, no.
That's just it.

That's what's so weird.

No, I think she
probably just assumed

there was a good reason...
Like, she did the math.

The woman who said this to me
was not the smartest person.

5, 6, 7, 8. Okay, I gotta...

I
have to go, but if this...

If this were a story, I
would follow the money.

What does that mean? Does...

Is that something
people really say?

You had bank accounts
together, right?

So, just see where she's
spending her money, right?

Okay, I got... I...
I have to go, Toby.

Okay. Okay, bye. Alright. Bye.

Hello?

Hello?

Who is that?

Uh, um, this is my house?

Who... Who are you?

Miss Fleishman didn't
mention a visitor.

Well, I'm sorry... I'm
sorry, who are you?

I look in on the place.

Oh. No, it's fine.
Like, I'm her husband.

I promise this...
This is all fine.

Okay. Yeah. Okay.

I'll come back. Yeah.

I mean, we'll be
out by the weekend.

Thanks.

Great.

Okay. Thank you.

Fine. He would
follow the money.

Three months before,
he'd divested

of their shared accounts,
handing them over to Rachel.

The mediator had told her to
change their shared passwords,

that it was an important
part of moving on.

Toby couldn't believe
she'd actually done it.

Sweet Jesus, is the sun broken?

His phone passcode was
still their anniversary,

and her password was what?

Something he couldn't
even begin to imagine.

That's him.

And with that, it was
time to leave the house,

into which he was,
he was learning,

technically breaking
and entering.

Yeah, sorry.

Bye, Toby.

Bye. Thank you
for having them.

Bye! Bye, Fleishmans!

Thanks a lot.

They were about to
take us out to dinner.

It's so unfair. Yeah, I have
a patient I need to see.

Get in the car. Come on.

He didn't belong here.

She had moved on, and he
was still using the pool

like a house guest
who wouldn't go home.

God damn, if Rachel could
move on, so could he.

Who wants to go to E.J.'s? Solly:
Breakfast for dinner!

Alright. I have to
do one errand first.

Toby was going to take control.

Thank you!

Thank you so much.

On the wind of this triumph,

he decided to solve
his bigger problem.

Hey, Hannah, h-how
psyched are you for camp?

Mm-hmm.

Boy, am I jealous.

You know, I met all of
my best friends at camp.

You know Seth? He
and I met at camp.

Do you think we could make
this have a six-foot diameter,

or is that too big?

Yeah, six feet... Yeah, it
might be a little too big,

especially in this
tiny apartment.

You know, that's where I
first learned about astronomy,

'cause they have these, like,
amazing telescopes at camp.

Yeah. They don't have
all those city lights

to obstruct the stars.

Actually, you... You
might like that, Sol.

Nope. Remember,
I'm not a camp kid.

Yeah, he's not a
camp kid, Rachel.

Who is?

You're a camp kid because
your parents send you to camp.

All his friends
started last year.

No, he doesn't have any friends.

That's because he
doesn't go to camp.

Well... If he doesn't go now,

he'll be too freaked
out to go later.

Wait, he wanted to go that...

Uh, that ice skating camp
in Queens, you remember?

Who's he gonna meet at
an ice skating camp?

Uh, I don't know. Not
everybody goes to camp

for, like, networking
opportunities, Rachel.

Why doesn't he want to do
something more appropriate,

like... tennis?

Wait, is that it?
Are you just, like,

concerned about his masculinity?

No.

C-Can't we cultivate
something more practical?

Like, he's not gonna grow
up to be an ice skater.

And... And we
should be concerned

that he doesn't
want to leave home.

Why are you, like, so
eager to get rid of them?

Didn't, like...
Didn't we want them?

They're gonna be
gone soon enough.

No, I-I'm not paying
for ice skating camp.

Okay. There it is.
Honesty. Finally.

It's your money.

What? No. That's not
what I said at all.

It went on like that.

He tore through her for
her lack of participation

in the kids' lives.

She went straight for
his masculinity like it

was an artery.

That's how you're
thinking? Okay, thank you.

I knew you'd find a way
to turn it back to me.

No, actually, I'm just
asking a question, Toby.

It's an honest question.

Can I get Instagram?
Everyone has it.

No, we've answered this before.

No social media until you're 13.

Everyone.

No... You don't
even have a phone.

It's not good for
kids and anxiety.

Your brain is still
developing, alright?

Dad and I will talk
about it. Excuse me.

We've already talked
about it, okay?

How about my anxiety that
everybody is always on it

and leaving me out?
She has a point.

Yeah?

You're an animal.

Toby wasn't proud of
everything that went down

at the end of his marriage.

But he was now beginning to
see camp for what it was...

Not a weapon in his cold war
with Rachel, but a solution.

Hey, Sol, I-I need to
talk to you, buddy.

Am I in trouble? No,
no, of course not.

No. Um, I just, um...

I need you to think
about going to camp.

But I'm not a camp kid.

Yeah. Yeah.

The thing is, Mom is away for a
while and I have to work, okay?

That's just, like,
what's going on.

Your options are sitting in the
conference room at the hospital

or spending time at aftercare
at the Y, and I just...

I just want a better
summer for you.

I mean, you deserve
a better summer.

What about if I hate it?

Well, then, I'll
come pick you up,

but I don't think
you're gonna hate it.

What about my project?

What? Your project?
We'll have plenty of time

to do your project
when you get back home.

Can I think about it?

I-I think what I'm saying
is that, um, you're going.

But you're gonna be
fine. I would not...

I would not put you anywhere
that is bad or dangerous, okay?

Come here, buddy.

He sent the kids to bed and
kept the date that he'd had

with Nahid, the woman that
he'd been communicating with

on his app for several weeks.

According to Seth, the hotter
it gets before you real-life

meet a woman from a dating app,

the more it predicts
you'll never actually meet.

The human confines of
shame can't withstand it.

And surely, it had
gotten hot with Nahid.

And weird.

Okay, I'm a
super, but the payment

I demand for
changing a light bulb

is for you to go down
on me until I'm done.

But now, my kids are
beating down the door

and I scream, "I'm
coming! I'm coming!"

You're a fighter pilot
who is too horny to fight,

so you have me sit on your cock
while you fight Russian bogeys.

I'm a space alien dressed
as a window washer

who is doing your
windows, when you say

"I can't come in unless
I write your name

on the window, but I don't
have a writing implement,

except for my space penis.

Yeah. As a scientist, Toby could
not dismiss the possibility

that Nahid was too
good to be true.

Whoa!

But scientists must always
see their experiment through,

no matter how much the forecast
calls for spectacular failure.

Hi.

Hi.

Yeah. Thanks.

Toby always loved summer.

Oof.

Hey. Hey, what's going on?

Did something happen?

Is Mommy dead?

Oh, my God. Of...
Of course not.

Why? Why? What...
What happened?

I tried to call her.

Yeah, well, maybe she
doesn't have your number.

I texted her and I
said, "It's Hannah."

Yeah. I... You know what?

I spoke to her a
little while ago.

I think she's just
really busy, and maybe...

Maybe she's just asleep now.

Come here, kiddo.

It's okay.

It's okay, sweetheart.

You know, she'd
be here right now

if she didn't hate you so much.

And then it
was a few days later,

and it occurred to
Toby that he was doing

exactly what Rachel
would have done.

He was throwing
money at the problem.

He was buying summer.

Okay, let's go. Whoa, whoa.

No, no. Wait a
second. Wait a second.

Hey.

I want you to know that
in the block universe,

you have been at camp,

having the most amazing
summer for all of time, okay?

This is so stupid.

And I-I want you to know that
also in the block universe,

you are already back
at home with me,

telling me about your
amazing adventures, okay?

I love you, Dad.

Okay, Chipmunks, time
to load up! Love you, too.

Okay. Listen, you let them know
if you need anything, okay?

I will think about you non-stop.

Hey. You stay.

I know you think you hate me,
but I also know that you don't.

I'm gonna miss
you so much, okay?

- Bye.
- Bye!

- Bye, sweetie.
- Love you.

They were gone now.
Everyone was gone.

It was too much for
him. It was too awful.

But also, they were gone.

And they're off.

You guys around?

He could have
a second to think now.

He could pull himself together

and start to try to
remember what kind of life

he was trying to build
before all of this happened.

He could stop vamping
for his kids for a minute

and perhaps join the
throngs of people

who met in twos and
threes with their friends

in park and drank
rosé out of cans.

He was going to try a Negroni!

He was gonna have
his summer, too.

Is it called a ladies night?

No, it's not called
a ladies night.

It's called a mom's night.

Ah. Yeah. Like, a mom's...

Like, I don't...
I don't even know.

Why... Why even have a
mom's night, you know?

Why do we need a
mom's night out?

Isn't the actual problem... Hey.

Hi. the existence of
a mom's night out?

Like, how can we bear to
admit that we're in a cage

and have to be liberated,
prowl the streets,

drinking Aperol Spritzes
in our blousey tops.

God. You know what
the secret is?

What's the secret?

The secret is nobody
even wants to be there.

We just want to be
left alone, you know?

Like, we want to be left alone.

We don't need some
organized activity.

Just let me watch TV by myself.

But those women need to
be let out of the cage.

Yeah, I don't
know. I don't know.

Maybe I'm just
different than they are.

They need to prowl the streets
with their Aperol Spritz.

You know what I mean?
Am I, like, speaking

some unspoken truth
that we all share,

or am I really just very
different from them?

It's pretty intense.

It's a shame, the thing
that happens to women.

What's going on with you?

Hmm? Oh.

Sorry, uh...

I was so looking forward
to coming here, and then...

I mean, I just sent
my kids off to camp

because I didn't
want to tell them

that their mother has decided
that she needs yoga more

than she wants to be a mother.

Sorry. I'm
distracted. I'm sorry.

Is she still gone? Yeah.

I mean, look, she
does this, okay,

but I'm starting to think
that it hasn't really gone on

this long, you know?

She normally, like, delights
in sending me eye-roll emojis

whenever I complain,

but this is like a whole
new level, just going dark.

Have you gone to the
office or the yoga place?

Have you called the yoga
place or her assistant?

I mean, I would march right in.

I don't have to call
her assistant, okay?

I want her to be normal.

And yes, I called the
assistant, and of course,

I called the yoga place, too.

Yeah. I got nothing.

Well, man, I think when
you stop having sex

with somebody, all bets are off.

Well, actually, we
were still having sex.

My man.

What? My man.

No, it's not that
kind of... My man.

It's not, like, a happy thing.

My man. My man. Yeah.

It's weird. I would... I would
drop the kids off, and she...

She would say that she
needs to talk to me

about something privately,
so we'd go into our bedroom,

or her bedroom, I
guess. I don't know.

She wouldn't even
turn the lights on.

We would just, like, start.

And then what happened? Don't.

You know how it works, right?

Uh-huh. Right.

And then, uh, I don't
know, it was over

and she would roll over
and pretend to fall asleep

and I would just quietly leave.

It's weird.

I don't mind it.

It's like a hundred
little goodbyes.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

You know, I thought it
would be over and I would...

I wouldn't think
about her anymore,

but like, my brain keeps
remembering everything.

Like... Like,
trying to determine

if I could have
seen this coming.

I literally can't stop
thinking about her.

But you're not
worried about her?

No. I mean, she
does this. She does?

Yes, she does this,
like an extra three days

on a business
trip, or we wake up

and she's not there,
and she works all day

and we only see her the next
morning, like a million times.

Really. That I
actually do understand.

I used to really
like being on a story

and, you know,
staying an extra day.

Yeah, but now, it's longer
than just an extra day or two.

Yeah. No, I've never
heard of this before,

and I would always call, like...

Right. You're a normal,
you know, person.

Thank you. 'Cause what if
something had happened to you?

Well, yeah, exactly.

What if something
has happened to her?

No, she's...

What? Nothing.

She... What is it?

A few years back, she
went to some work thing.

She got home really
late, like at 3:00 AM,

and I had called her, okay?

And she didn't answer, as usual,

because that's
just what she did,

and I wasn't worried about her.

She never checked in when
she was running late.

I mean, I was always
a second thought,

and this is while
we were married.

Anyway, she stumbles in, and
she's not drunk or anything,

and she, like, passes
out on the couch,

and I realize... I mean,
she had been roofied.

What? Yeah.

No. Yeah.

No, I mean... No, nothing
had happened to her.

No, I think some employee of
hers saw that she was, like,

a little out of it and
brought her home immediately,

but I just... I...

I keep remembering this, like,
terrible, tiny moment, and, um,

I'm actually kind of,
like, ashamed to admit it,

but, um, but after I
knew that she was safe,

once I knew that nothing
worse had happened,

I felt like... Just
briefly, like, just for,

like, one second, though, like,

relieved, you know, that she
hadn't just forgotten to ...

To call me, you know?

She hadn't just
forgotten that I existed.

She didn't forget to
call home. She couldn't.

You know, what a relief that
this wasn't just another time

where she was treating
me like shit, you know?

Wow. Yeah.

I mean, I'm not proud
of this, you know?

But I keep thinking about it.

Yeah. But I mean,
she does this.

Right?

I mean, she does this.

Unless, what if something
happened to her?

Yeah. But no, nothing
happened to her.

No. Nothing happened to her.

Are you okay, Toby?

Yeah? Yeah, I'm fine.

Shit. Sorry.

Sorry. Fuck.

Yeah, Dr. Fleishman.

Toby, I'm
sorry to bother you.

We have a 22-year-old in
fulminant liver failure.

Yeah. We can't figure it out.

Okay. No, I'll be...

Shit, I'll be right
in. Sorry, I gotta go.

My fellows need me. I
have a young patient.

You sure you're
okay? Yeah, yeah.

Sorry. I just... I gotta go.

Whoa!

Heads up!

Hey! Sorry!

Watch where you're going!

Suddenly, he
saw danger everywhere.

Suddenly, he couldn't conceive
of the version of the person

he was even 10 minutes ago,

who hadn't thought
to ask hard questions

about his ex-wife's
disappearance.

He'd been so busy taking a tour

of the block universe
of his marriage

that he had forgotten
to stay in the now,

where there was an emergency.

He wasn't okay.
He was worried.

He suddenly felt very foolish
for not having thought

through the fact that yes,
she was a terrible person,

but bad things happen
to terrible people, too.

Hello? Clay: I'm
so embarrassed.

It's an overdose.

We hadn't gotten back
the acetaminophen report.

Wait, wait, sorry, do you
still need me to come in?

No, no, no. W-We're fine.

I'm so sorry to disturb
you. I'm really embarrassed.

Okay. No. No, it's okay.

Probably nothing was wrong.

Probably she was fine and
just being her normal,

inconsiderate self.

He needed to pull
himself together.

He needed some citrus.

He needed some produce.

This was what summer wrought...

Heat and terror
and rotting fruit.

Honestly, fuck summer.

Summer was marketing.
Summer was a scam.

Simone. Yeah, Simone.
Hi, it's Toby.

I'm sor... Yeah,
where... Where is Rachel?

Okay. No, I... I know
she has the week off.

Yeah, but you must... You
must have spoken to her.

Okay. Okay. No,
that's fine... I'll...

I'll... I will try her there.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Will you look at that?

Two Fleishman sightings
in one day. Hi.

I love a husband
doing food shopping

in the middle of
the day.

Toby, are you still into yoga?

Sam's getting into yoga.
Todd is gonna try it.

He swears. Well, he says
after our Rome trip.

Did Hannah tell you
we're going to Rome?

I swear, she and Lexi are...

I'm sorry, wait, two
Fleishman sightings?

I... The kids just went to camp.

We just saw Rachel.

What?

She was napping in the park.

Yeah. Yeah. It was
the craziest thing.

She was just lying
there, napping.

Just... Miriam said something,

and then Cyndi talked
for either an hour more

or a minute more, but Toby
didn't hear anything after that

because his blood
froze and his inner ear

started to bleed and his
brain turned to putty

and began to leak out his
nose, and he knew right then,

he would never understand
another thing ever again.

God how did this happen to me?
Seriously, like what did I do?

This is amazing.

The old place didn't
have air conditioning.

It did. We had units.

That's what I meant.

Rachel... I don't know. She's not like
the type to commit social suicide.

We might need to revisit what type
of person we think that she is.

I don't feel sad. Just crazy.

Yeah therapists deal with crazy.

You can't treat a
person that way!

You don't know
anything about my life.

You have punted every decision
that a person can make.

I would like a place. I would
like to belong to people.

I want something real.

We all want everything.

You really have no idea how you would
feel if you got the thing that you wanted.