Sorry for Your Loss (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Visitor - full transcript

- My brother-in-law died
three and a half months ago.

Matt was the glue
that held us together.

My sister is in freefall.

- Are you here for group?
- This is your thing.

I don't want to show up
and screw with your thing.

- Just come, because I'm gonna
feel bad if you don't.

- You'd be happy,
'cause you hate me.

- I don't hate anyone.

- I am a
successful businesswoman.

My daughters are independent
and thriving.

- What is that?
That is my shirt.



- This shirt?

I'm just mad all the time.

You were right, there was
a lot about him I didn't know.

- Are you gonna
give me my shirt back?

- No, I really like this shirt.

Do you know your husband's
passcode to his phone?

- Of course.

Jesus!

Hey, hey, hey.

Oh, my God.

- What's wrong with you?
Please move.

Get out of the street!
- Why don't you go...

It's okay,
we're gonna find your home.

- Well, that's not helpful.



- Oh, my God,
he is so adorable.

Wait, is it a he or she?

- I thought you said
gender was over.

- It is, but only for humans.
- I'm kidding, it's a he.

- Oh, we should give him
a totally normal human name.

You know, the more normal
it is, the funnier it will be.

Like, uh, Dave the dog.
- Mm-hmm.

- Or Steve the dog.
Josh the dog.

Josh the dog.

- I think this dog
already has a name,

and a person who's losing
their mind right now.

- Mm. Okay.

Let's knock on some doors,
and try to find his human.

- Hey, there she is.
- Oh, she is so cute!

- Leigh, this is Rogue.
- Hi, Rogue.

- Rogue, Leigh.
Rogue, Rogue, hey!

Oh, hi, hi! Okay...

- Hey, hey, hey, hey,
chill out.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.
- Is it okay?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm sorry.
It's just, she doesn't

really like when
people get too close too fast.

- Noted.
So how did you two meet?

- Well, I always wanted a dog
when I was a kid,

and my dad didn't really
like animals,

so after college,
went to the shelter,

and there was these...
I don't know.

All these other dogs there
ran up to the bars,

wagging their tails,
and then, there's Rogue,

all the way in the back.

Kennel cough, covered in mange.

She growled at me
when we first met.

- I mean, all those other dogs,

they're gonna get adopted
within the week.

They didn't need me,
but Rogue did.

- Aw. How about now?

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Okay.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Whoa.

- I'm sorry, I don't know
what her deal is.

- It's okay.
- I might need to

up her Prozac, I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, did you say
your dog's on Prozac?

- Yeah. Yeah, she gets anxious.

It keeps her leveled
when I go to work.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Okay.

- What? Say it.

- I've just been reading
a lot of op-eds

about how we're over-medicated
as a society,

and are controlled by our
Evil Overlord Big Pharma.

- Well, believe me,
this dog needs her meds.

- She sure seems like it.
- Oh, wow.

Oh, come on.
Give her a break.

You don't like people, either.
- Mm, you got me there.

- Right?
- So maybe we're soul mates.

- Two of a kind.
That's what I was thinking.

- Maybe there's nobody looking,
and we could be his people.

- Mm-mm, it's a nice dog.

Dogs aren't nice
unless they're taken care of.

- Can we stop calling him "it"
and give him a name?

- How about Visitor,
because he's just visiting?

- Mm, yeah, that's good.
Maybe he could visit forever.

- Jules, it's not happening.
- Come on.

Look at this little face.
- You are cute... okay.

Okay.
- Yep.

- Don't go into a spiral
about one review.

- Well, the thing is,
Barf Girl was right.

You know, I think a lot of
people leave Beautiful Beast

feeling only the beast part,
and I want to start a new class

that focuses less
on image and results,

and more on self-love
and community.

Guess what I'm calling it?

- The Self-Love
Community Jamboree?

- That's actually pretty good.
But I like mine better.

Get ready, it's called
"Middle School Dance Party."

- Your dance class is inspired

by the most humiliating time
in someone's life?

- Yeah, actually,
that's the point.

I mean, it's all about
embracing your inner child.

Mom's gonna love it.
- Yeah.

- Hey.

- Well, he has a microchip,

but unfortunately,
it wasn't registered.

- Great, so how are we going
to find his owners?

- I would take him
to the nearest shelter.

If his people
are looking for him,

that's the first place
they'll go.

Good luck with everything.

- Yeah. It's okay.

- No sad faces, we are
going to find your people.

- Or we could keep him.
- No.

Jules, you can't have a dog.

You couldn't even
keep a hamster alive.

- Nobody can keep
a hamster alive.

Besides, it's been,
like, 20 years.

I think I'm
developmentally ready.

- Okay, look, this is
how it's gonna go:

you're going to spam Instagram
with dog selfies

for a couple weeks,
get bored, move on,

and then, I feed and walk this
dog for the rest of its life.

- That's how you think
it's gonna go?

- I'm just saying that it's
a lot of responsibility

taking care of
another living creature.

- Hey, come here, girl.
Yeah, go long.

- You do know that if you
feed her from the table,

she's never gonna stop begging.

- Well, she's already
had a hard life.

So now that she's with me,
I just want her to be happy.

- You know what would
make her really happy?

- What?
- Boundaries.

I went down a dog research
rabbit hole,

and I was reading a lot
about wolf packs.

They have a power structure.

So if you were the powerful
and strong alpha,

then Rogue gets to be
the stress-free beta.

- Okay, well, uh, thanks for
the fourth grade book report.

Wolves are super cool,
but Rogue and I are good, okay?

- Okay, well,
I'm just saying that

we need to
get our pack in order

if we're ever gonna
live together.

- Um, uh, live... live together?

- Maybe. I don't...
Forget I said it.

- You like me.
- Shut up.

- Come on, admit it.
- You're...

Okay, I guess.
- Yes!

- Hey,

I would like to talk to you
about something.

- What?

It's, um...

I, uh...

Yeah, remember when I told you
Rogue was on Prozac?

Yeah, she's not the only one.

- I've been taking it on and
off since I was in college.

- For anxiety?
- For depression.

- Wow, okay.

Why didn't you tell me?
- Well, I tried.

But when I told you about
Rogue, you got all judgey.

- That's because Rogue's a dog.

Seriously, if this
is something that helps you,

that is all I care about.
- Well, it does.

- Good. Okay, great.

- And I know exactly what to do
to keep it under control.

I take my meds.
I have a good doctor.

- Good.
- But, you know,

sometimes it gets bad.

Um...

I get difficult.
Things get dark.

It's just... it's too much
for some people.

- Well, I am not some people.

- Really?

- Really.

Jeez, I thought
you were gonna tell me

you were into cosplay.
- What?

- You got a lot
of action figures.

- Oh, my God.

I am not...

Into cosplay.

Unless you are.

I might be open to it.

- Oh-ho, then I definitely
want to live with you, yeah.

Yeah, that seals it.

Yeah.

- I can't tell you
how happy I was to hear

that the original offer
fell through.

I think it was meant to be.

I have always wanted
to turn this place

into a women's wellness center.

Not just barre, but yoga,
massage, acupuncture.

- Sounds ambitious.

- Uh, I will start working
with an architect

as soon as Mrs. Hartounian
accepts my offer.

- Listen, I want to be
up front with you.

- Now, Mrs. H asked me
to hear you out,

but I'm expecting another offer
from a group of investors.

This time, all cash.

- But I-I've been her tenant
for 15 years.

I stayed when they
tore up the street,

and the entire neighborhood
smelled like a sewer.

I... I've taken out
a second mortgage on my home.

That's how much
I believe in this.

- If it... if it helps,
I'm sure the new owners

will let you stay as a tenant...

- No.
- And anchor the place.

- I don't want to be
someone's tenant.

That's the whole point.

- Okay, look,

I'll present your offer.

- Oh, shit.
God...

Hold on, hold on, hold on,
hold on, hold on.

Hello? Hi.

- I can't believe that you're
already dating again.

- Oh, I know,
it all happened so fast.

I think I'm in love.

- No, but seriously,
you got a dog?

- Mm, no, it's a stray.
I'm looking for his owner.

- Well, send me his info.

I'll, uh, I'll post it
on Facebook.

I'm on a ton of dog groups.

- You don't have a dog.

- Yeah, but I like those posts
where people

are reunited with their pets.
It warms my cold, dead heart.

- Okay, I am sending it
to you now.

- Bye.

- Oh, my God.

Jules, get in here.

- Oh, that's not good.

- You were supposed to watch
him while I took a shower.

- Okay, I got distracted
for like a second...

- But this is what I mean by

not responsible enough
to own a dog.

- Okay, well, you can't expect
me to watch him every second...

- What's this?
- Oh, shi...

- Why is there a dog
in my house?

- Sorry, okay, okay.

Uh, it's... it's just,
it's a long story.

- You know, I-I don't even
want to know.

I just want it gone.
- Okay.

- Guys, come on.

I really don't need this today.

Middle School Dance Party?

- Don't look at me.
That's not mine.

- Okay, um, I know you've
been stressed about money.

So I came up for this new idea
for the studio.

It is a dance class
for your inner child.

- "Pay what you can?"
- Just for the first month.

And once everyone's obsessed,
it'll be full price.

That's great, Jules.

That's really
gonna turn the tide,

if you can actually stick to
the class for more than a week.

I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean it
to come out like that.

- You know,
they told me in rehab

the hardest part
about staying sober

is the fact that
the people in your life

don't believe you can change.

But I didn't think
that would be you guys.

- J...

- One night.

- Okay, okay.
- That's it.

Clean that up.

That's how she treats people
she likes, you're lucky.

Danny.

Well, he's better
than the shelter.

Mm-mm, off.

- One night, that's it.

Get over here.

Get over here, mister.

Matt, Matt, get in here.
Look at this, look at this.

- What's up?
- Stay, leave it.

Watch.
- Yeah, I'm watching.

- Leave it.

Go get it!
Good girl, good girl!

- Look at you guys.
- You know I have more of them,

But I'm not gonna
give you any more.

- That was amazing.

Well, thanks for
putting in the work.

- Of course.

And if you really get trained,

maybe we can get you
off of your meds, maybe.

- You want to get Rogue
off of her Prozac?

- Not all at once,
but I don't see why

we should be
over-medicating her.

- Mm-hmm, right.
Over-medicate.

We still talking
about Rogue, here?

- Look, I have been
reading up on this,

and there's still so much
about the long-term effects

of antidepressants
that we don't know about.

And so I was talking
to my mom about it...

- Wait, I'm sorry, no.

You told your mom
about my meds?

I haven't even told my mom.

- Well, I'm really close
with my mom.

- Yeah, well,
I've met her twice.

- Well, she had postpartum
depression after I was born,

and she said the things
that really helped her

were St. John's Wort
and Omega 3 fish oil pills.

- Yeah, I'm not
gonna be able to fix

whatever's wrong with my brain
by taking some pill

some snake oil salesman
sold to your mom.

- Okay, well, you don't
need to be mean about.

- I'm... you just taught my dog
some stupid tricks

so you could micromanage
my mental health.

Do you have any idea
how messed up that is?

- No, you know what,
I'm just trying to help.

- I don't want your help.
- Cool, okay.

- My whole life,
everyone thought I was lazy.

When I got diagnosed
my sophomore year of college,

it was one of
the happiest days of my life.

My doctor telling me
I had a disease

instead of a character flaw.

- I'm sorry,
I didn't know that.

- I-I need you to understand
that this isn't fixable.

- Okay, but you
just need to understand

that I'm never gonna stop
trying to take care of you.

Oh, shoot.

Visitor?

Come here, boy.

Where were you?

- I took him for a walk.

I had to get it in
because in a few weeks,

I'll be too bored to do it.

- I keep an orderly home.

I am a good mother.

I am patient.

Mm, I am patient even
with my eldest daughter

when she isn't patient with me.

Or anyone else,
for that matter.

I am a smart businesswoman
who...

sucked up to her landlady
for over a decade,

and priced herself
out of the market.

I am...

I am the one who
holds everything together,

and never got the chance
to grieve my son-in-law,

who was a hell of a lot nicer
than either of my own kids.

I am...

Starting to wonder
if this shit even works.

- Hey.
Come here.

See that?
Go long.

There you go.

Good boy! Good boy!

We made this for you.
- We?

I already ate.

- Just drink it, and forgive me
for being a jerk.

- Please.

Hello? Hi.

- Oh, yeah, she's here.

It's Danny, he says
he found the family.

His name is Boots?

Okay, does he have one black
toenail on each back paw?

Yep. Mm-hmm, yeah.

- Okay, yeah, it's him.
- Okay. I'll tell them.

- Thanks.

- I'm sorry.
- Why?

He's gonna go home.
That's what I wanted.

- Well, Danny's
going to text the address,

and if you want, I can
come with you after class.

- No, if I were his owner,
I would...

I wouldn't want to wait
another minute.

- And if we got to keep you,
I would have named you Josh.

Oh, good-bye.

Oh-ho-ho.

I will see you later.

- Okay.
Hey, have a nice first class.

- Welcome to the very first
Middle School Dance Party!

Okay, I want you
to look in the mirror.

That person is not your enemy.

That person is your
best friend.

All those things
that make us weird or awkward,

those are also the things that
make us gorgeous and amazing.

- Okay, guys.

Are you ready to embrace
your inner tween?

Yes?

5, 6, 7, 8.
Isolations!

Add hips.
Yeah, Sean!

Yes!

And turn, and clap.
Turn, clap, clap.

And right, left,
to the left, right, left.

To the left, right, left.
To the right.

And grapevine.

And pose.
Drop a pose!

Strike a pose!

- I know.

- This is it.

You want me to take him up?

Bye.

Here you go.
- Let's go, buddy.

- Here's the leash.
- Oh, thanks.

Come on.
Let's go, big guy.

- Oh, oh, my God!
- Come here, boy!

- Hi. How you doing?
- Come on, let's go inside.

- There's nothing else
we can do, you heard her.

- Then we should find
another doctor.

- Leigh, come on.

We can't keep pretending
this isn't happening.

Maybe just a couple more days.

- I know how much you love her,
but she's in pain.

- It's time to let her go.

Hey, hey, come here.

- I know.

Rogue was a great dog.

- You know, Matt told me about
that day Rogue died.

It was the day
after Christmas, right?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

He said he would
never forget it

because that was the day
that he knew

he was gonna marry you.

12, 26.

- You were weird at the party,

you didn't say a word
on the car ride home,

and now you want to go
straight to bed.

- I'm tired.
- Everyone is tired.

It's Friday.

You completely shut down.

- I know Leigh would love it
if I finished my comic book.

- Leigh would love it?

- I want everyone to read it.

Why is that so hard to say?
- Say it again.

Even if it's hard.

- As long as you insist on
being right about everything,

you're never gonna be
in a relationship

that lasts longer
than six months.

- How does Leigh get her voice

to come out of your mouth
like that?

- I wish I had
a better understanding

of what you're going through.