This Is Us (2016–…): Season 4, Episode 5 - Storybook Love - full transcript

Previously on This Is Us...

KEVIN:
You want your husband back?

Yes.

Well, then we should
get him back.

I think it's time we got out
of this place, you know?

Get into a home.

And start a new chapter.

-(phone beeps)
-Hey, Mom, it's Kevin.

I got married,
uh, to Sophie, yeah.

Got married to Sophie.

Babe?



I can't find it.

Hey, what about this?
Will this do?

We can't have our first dinner

in our first house
on terrycloth.

(gasps)
Found it.

See? This is perfect.

It's gonna look so good
on our table...

-Where's our table?
-Finding table.

-Hey.
-Morning.
How'd you sleep?

Weird. I kept waking up
and forgetting where I was.

Me, too. I mean,
we only moved in a month ago.

I feel like it's gonna take
some time

for it to feel like home.

Can you grab me
that other chair?



Please, Bug?

Do you really think
a fancy dinner is gonna make it

less bizarre that Kevin
got married

five years after puberty?

He doesn't even understand
how a checking account works.

Kate, we've talked about this.

What's done is done. Now
we just have to support them.

I actually think it'll be fun
to have something to celebrate.

Randall's bringing
his new girlfriend,

Miguel's gonna bring
some fancy bottle of wine...

And a sleeping bag.

What?
He's here all the time.

He also talked the Realtor down
and fixed the gutters.

So I think that at least
deserves a dinner invitation.

I'm off to work.

Hey, how is work, by the way?

You seem to really
be liking it.

Yeah, it's okay.
A little boring.

(moaning)

MAN:
Hey, does anyone
actually work here?

(both laughing)

-Go.
-I know, I'm gonna go.

MAN:
Hello.

-Yeah. Coming.
-(door closes)

Baby, slow down.

I have to go over
my science presentation,

proof my English essay,
and review my Spanish vocab

before school.

All right, well,
what's Spanish for "chew"?

-Masticar.
-Then do that.

Good morning,
my breakfast beauties.

Who's ready to own this day?

Hey, you were out
early this morning.

-I didn't even see you.
-TESS: I did.

That's right.
'Cause we're early birds.

-Getting that worm.
-(whoops)

Ten miles. Best time.
No big deal.

Ten miles? What are you,
training for a marathon?

I just felt good
and I kept going.

Hey, Dej. Cereal?

One-third Corn Flakes,
two-thirds Cheerios,

just like you like it.

You think cereal is
gonna make me forget

you treat me like a child
who can't make her own decisions

about who to date?

That was the plan.

(quietly):
Okay.

-(phone rings)
-You're gonna need
a better plan, man.

Yeah.

Hey, Kate.

Okay, you have to tell me
what the baby gift is.

I don't.
It'll ruin the surprise.

Oh, is it a pony?

Huh, Randall?
I'd love a pony.

Or a, or a hot tub.

For a baby?

Look, I don't know.

The Pearson men are known
for their grand gestures.

It could be literally anything.

-Yeah.
-In the meantime, listen,
I got to go.

I'm off to the gun show.
All right.

Love you.
Bye, Randall.

It's not a pony or a hot tub.

But it is from me and Kevin.

He made me promise
I'd tell you that.

Even though it was my idea,
and I did everything

while he did nothing.

So you call me first
when it gets there.

Okay. Hey, um...

I'm worried about Kev.

I mean, he bought a trailer?

In Pennsylvania?

Quiet's nice, huh?

It was.

So... what was it like
growing up with my dad?

Hmm? Tell me a story
about his childhood.

He liked ice cream.

Yeah. That's a good story.

That's-that's a great story. Uh,
I'm gonna expand on that a bit.

I remember when I was a kid,
my dad used to come home,

sometimes he'd bring these, uh,
these cartons of ice cream.

You know, the, the ones
with the cardboard sides

that you'd fold down,

leaving just a brick
of ice cream?

Anyway, he'd, um...
(chuckles)

-Right there?
-Right there.

KEVIN:
He'd cut it
like it was a cake.

Big old cut, oh!

God, I really loved that.

Nothing. Okay, great.

(sighs)

-(exhales)
-Mm. You, uh,
you looking forward

-to the hockey game today?
-Yeah, I was.

-Yeah.
-But then I remembered
I don't really want to go, so...

Listen, they're honoring vets
at tonight's game.

They're inviting Cassidy
down on the ice,

it's a whole thing.

Plus I might have told her

I'd help her win
her husband back.

You... have

strange relationships
with people.

Might be the nicest thing
you ever said to me.

Councilman.

Ah... there's the man
that stood me up for drinks.

Thank you for meeting me.

I'm really sorry
about the other night.

I hate missing a good Scotch

and a healthy debate
on gentrification.

Well, it didn't sit too well
with a few councilmen

that you obviously had
better things to do, but we

consoled ourselves with steaks
at Del Frisco's afterward.

-Yeah... (chuckles)
-(phone rings)

Ah, excuse me,
this is my daughter's school.

Hello.
Yes.

So, did you talk to my wife?
She didn't?

Okay. Um, I will be right there.

Councilman, I'm so sorry,
I have to go.

Um... my daughter
had a panic attack.

(sighs)

*

Okay.
Two of the legs are now

officially attached.
We just have to find the others.

Where is the big pot?

I can't make lasagna
without the big pot.

Oh, baby, that's a problem,
because I-I'm starving.

And I think, I think
I might have forgotten

to pack the big pot.

How about an hors d'oeuvre
to tide you over, good sir?

-Thanks.
-Hmm?

-(chuckles)
-Bon appétit.

Aw.

I hope the salmon's not chewy.

-No, it's good. (laughs)
-Uh, it's okay if you
don't like salmon,

you know, or are allergic.

I totally forgot to ask
about dietary restrictions.

Uh, I-I like salmon.

What do you think, guys?
Should I, uh, open the wine

and let it breathe
before Kev and Sophie get here?

Yeah. I'll open the wine
and let it breathe.

(gasps) I forgot the dill
garnish. Hold on.

Ah, yes. Because a garnish
will make it less crazy

that Kevin got married.

-Kate, come on.
-It's true.

RANDALL:
I keep a list of things to fix
around the house

'cause my mom needs help
now that she's alone.

KATE:
Oh, actually, she's not alone.

I'm here all the time.

REBECCA:
All right, I got the garnish.

BETH:
Oh, that reminds me.

I brought
a housewarming present.

What?

-(chuckles)
-BETH: Tonight.

Um, there's a story behind it.

Don't worry. It's...

What, d-does everybody
hate hot sauce,

-or...?
-No, no, no. Um...

It's just that, uh...

Jack used to put hot sauce

-on everything.
-(Miguel chuckles)

Uh, my dad loved hot sauce, too.
(chuckles)

So much so

that he brought a bottle of it
wherever he went.

Um, as a gift,
but it wasn't actually a gift.

He just wanted to make sure
he always had hot sauce.

Um, yeah, he put it on-on eggs

and put it on burgers.

(chuckles): Um, one time,
he even put it on Froyo.

-(Randall laughs)
-Yeah, after he died,

I started bringing it
as a gift, too.

-Well, thank you.
-Mm-hmm. Yeah.

(chuckles)

(doorbell rings)

Oh, that must be them.

-Hey. This is weird, right?
-(door opens)

-KEVIN: Hi, Mom.
-REBECCA: Look at you guys.

Let's try to be supportive
for Mom.

REBECCA:
There they are.

Oh, my goodness!

Come on in. Come in.

Uh, wife,
would you like to enter?

Yes, husband.

-Okay.
-(Sophie giggles)

(squeals, laughs)

-This is how
we enter buildings now.
-(Rebecca chuckles)

-REBECCA: Okay.
-KEVIN: Yeah.

Now, that's weird.

Thank you.

You want to talk about it?

-'Cause I know
a thing or two about...
-Please, no.

You know, it's okay.

Happens to me, too.

Sometimes it just comes
out of nowhere.

Like when I have a lot of stuff
going on in my life.

(gasping)

I won't even know
that I'm feeling that way,

and then it just catches up
to me all of a sudden.

BETH:
Hey, baby.

I left the studio right away.

-Are you okay?
-RANDALL: Yeah, she's okay.

The nurse said she had
a little trouble breathing

and a rapid heart rate.

Probably brought on
by some anxiety.

Is that what's going on? Huh?

-Feeling a little anxious?
-I don't know.

-I guess.
-RANDALL: It makes sense.

There's a lot happening.
New school, friends.

You put a lot of pressure
on yourself with your grades.

-I think you get that from me.
-S-Stop.

Stop saying I'm like you.

I don't want to be
anything like you.

Hey, don't you, uh,
don't you have one of those

Vietnam baseball hats
you could wear or something?

You know?

You know, it's not like it's a-a
concert we all went to, Kevin.

No, no, it's, it's-- I'm just
saying, like, it would be nice

if other people could recognize
you for your service.

You know what I mean? That's
sort of what this whole thing

is all about.

You know what would be nice?

If I could just drink,
like, ten beers in a row,

you know,
just to get through this.

Relax. I'm kidding.

I prefer whiskey.

-You made it.
-Hey!

Hey, congrats on the whole, uh,
you know, your whole thing.

-Oh. I guess.
-Yeah.

Um, Matty's dad's
coming to the ceremony, so...

Oh, okay.

Shut up.

He's just being a good dad.
He's bringing his son

-to see people clap for his mom.
-MATTY: Mom!

-Hey.
-Kevin!
-KEVIN: What's up, buddy?

-Hi, bud.
-What do you say?
Get me up high.

There it is. Nice vertical.

-CASSIDY: Hi.
-Hey.

Thanks for coming.

MATTY:
Dad!

Dad, this is Kevin.
Isn't he cool

-like I said he was?
-Nah, come on. You know what?

You buy a kid one Kit Kat.
Good to meet you, Ryan.

Ah, glad to finally meet
the adult man

that my nine-year-old son
keeps saying

is one of his best friends.

-Okay. Come on.
-MATTY: Okay.

You really do have the strangest
relationships with people.

*

I couldn't find
the fourth table leg,

so we're just gonna have
to eat on the strong corner.

Babe, you're already
cooking three babies

in your belly, okay?
You don't have to do this.

It's our first night
in our new home,

and I want everything
to be just right.

-Okay.
-Here.

-Start on your salad.
-Huh.

Hey, Kev.

You recognize the salad recipe?

It's Emeril Lagasse.

-Who?
-Emeril Lagasse, you know,

the chef that goes "Bam."
We watched him together

all last year.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Bam.

-Yeah. This is him.
-Yeah, totally.

(quietly):
Awesome.

(clears throat)

So how come you guys
got married?

SOPHIE:
Mm. It was a sign.

-Mm-hmm.
-Mm. Tell them.

So, I'm walking down the street
in New York.

-REBECCA: Mm-hmm.
-Beautiful day.

I'm thinking about how lucky
I am to be with Sophie,

and I look up and I happen
to be in front of a theater

playing The Princess Bride.

-Oh.
-SOPHIE: Our favorite movie.

-KEVIN: Yeah.
-Yeah.

-(laughter)
-KEVIN: Yeah.

Oh, so, then,
that was the sign...

KEVIN:
No, not all of it.

No, no, no. Um, across
the street, there's a church

that starts ringing its bells
and, like, two seconds later,

-a street vendor
walks up selling...
-RANDALL: Rings.

-Bracelets,
but definitely jewelry.
-Yes.

-Yeah. Um, and, yeah.
-(Sophie laughs)

In that moment,
I just realized that, um,

I couldn't wait another second
to start our lives together.

So...

And how could I say no to that?
(laughs)

Aw.

You want to see
the wedding photos?

Yes. Please.

MIGUEL:
Of course.

SOPHIE:
I picked up the camera
at a Duane Reade

on the way to the courthouse.
(chuckles)

Uh...
(laughs softly)

-Oh, Polaroids.
-MIGUEL: Ooh, I want to see.

-KEVIN: We did a lot of 'em.
-(doorbell rings)

REBECCA:
Oh, I'll pass them around.

-I'll get it.
-BETH: Wow.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey.

Hi. What are you doing here?

Well, I didn't want you to have
to go through tonight alone.

So, just got your address
off your application and I, uh,

picked your neighbor's daisies
and, uh, here I am, so...

Oh. That's so romantic.

-Yeah.
-And a little creepy.

-That's me, just all together.
-(chuckles)

REBECCA:
Hey, Bug? Who is it?

You sure you want to do this?

Bug? Oh, absolutely. Yeah.

-Okay. Come on.
-Definitely.

Everyone, um,
this is my friend from work.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Oh, I'm Marc.

I'm... Kate's boyfriend.

Uh... yeah.

(announcer speaking
indistinctly)

You, uh, you and Cassidy
go to a lot of games?

She must be fun
at the hockey games, huh?

-I've never been. I hate hockey.
-Yeah.

Yeah, yeah. Hockey sucks.

Just awful.

(loud clatter)

(buzzer sounds)

(applause)

I'm out of here.

What do you mean?
You're not-- the ceremony

hasn't even started yet.

Uncle Nicky. Hey.

-I don't feel good here, Kevin.
-Pardon me. Hey.

Where are you, where are you
gonna go? You gonna go to a bar?

No, I just need to be
somewhere else.

-Well, let me go with you.
-No, alone.

I'm fine. Please.

Randall, you have to call me
back and tell me

when this present
is getting here. Okay?

I'm trapped in my house
with a tiny sleeping baby

and a dog who has to pee.

There's just no way
that this grand gesture

is going to be worth it.

Call me back. Bye.

(doorbell rings)

It's here? Oh, my gosh.

Okay.

Hi.

Are you my present?

(chuckles)
I have no idea
what you're talking about.

-Oh...
-No, I came to see the baby.

Okay.

-MARC: Very cool.
-REBECCA: So, your favorite band

is called Modest Mouse?

-(chuckles): Mm-hmm.
-Now, wait a minute,
is-is that a band

or a shy cartoon character?

-(soft laughter)
-KATE: No, it's actually from

-a Virginia Woolf short story.
-MARC: Uh, yeah. And, um,

and so, like, the lead singer,
uh, like, he got started

by recording just, like,
these crazy experimental songs

with a distortion pedal
on his answering machine

and stuff like that,
so, you know...

-REBECCA: Uh-huh.
-...it's pretty cool.

-REBECCA: Very cool.
-MIGUEL: So cool.
-Yeah.

So, what do you guys
think of Marc?

Oh, he seems like he's really
into obscure music facts.

That's kind of his job. Kevin?

Uh, yeah, he's too old for you.

-Definitely too old for you.
-Uh, he's 23.

Dad was six years older
than Mom.

How do you guys not like him?

Okay? He was nothing
but nice to you.

I personally don't have
a problem...

I don't know,
it's just a feeling.

Like that time Grandma
wanted us to try escargot.

You know, we didn't need to try
it to know we didn't like it.

Marc is escargot.

-What do you guys think
about Beth? (chuckles)
-She's great.

-RANDALL: Yeah? Cool.
-No, actually, she's perfect.

She even has a beauty mark
on her eye. Didn't know

that was a thing until now,
but it's adorable.

-Unlike Marc.
-KEVIN: Kate, come on.

You want me to lie? I love Marc.

-He's my new favorite.
-You-- no, no. You know,

I don't even care
about that, Kevin.

You got married
without telling me. Okay?

-I'm supposed to be your person.
-You know what?

-It was spontaneous.
-I'm with Kate here.

-Polaroids?
-REBECCA: Hey.

What's going on in here?

KEVIN:
Kate's freaking out.

KATE:
No, Kev, I'm not freaking out.

I'm just, I'm not gonna sit here

and pretend that your
ridiculous marriage is real.

(indistinct chatter)

Man, so, who are you, again?

KEVIN:
I don't know, Kate,
what are we supposed to do?

-Stay here and be sad
all the time?
-RANDALL: Hey, bro, come on.

-What? We're being honest,
right?
-Guys, stop.

You are so selfish!

-Enough. Enough!
-We should have been
at your wedding, Kevin.

It is our first night
as a family together

in our new house,
and I have spent weeks

getting this place together
so that it would be perfect.

Because this is where
we move forward.

This is where
we sit around a table

with napkins and placemats

and laugh and celebrate
and eat Cornish game hens.

And so help me, God,
that is what we are gonna do:

move forward.

And it doesn't matter that I
didn't have the right size pan

and that the hens
are all squished together

and they're burnt on the top
and raw on the bottom.

It doesn't even matter that
Kevin doesn't remember Emeril,

or that I have four whole
Polaroids of your wedding.

So pull yourselves together,
pretend you like burnt raw food,

get your whiny little asses
back out in those seats,

and enjoy my damn dinner.

(gasps)
Babe.

Oh, no, no, no.
Wait for it, wait for it.

You're a genius.

-Yeah. I know.
-(laughs)

Here. I can help.

There we go.
Look how nice that is. Huh?

What's that smell?

Did you clean the oven out?

I thought that you did.

(chuckles)
What?

(gasps)

-Oh, God.
-JACK: Oh. Okay.

Jack.

Oh, man.

Wow, baby.

Still looks good.

Okay?

Can we get sick from this?

So good.

ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and gentlemen,

please stand

as we honor Bradford County's
Heroes of the Game.

(applause)

Please give a round of applause

for U.S. Air Force
Second Lieutenant Alan Ellis.

(applause)

And U.S. Marine Corps
Staff Sergeant Cassidy Sharp.

(applause)

(whoops)

Yeah!

And finally,
let's show our support

for U.S. Navy
Chief Petty Officer

Jon Gutierrez.

Hey, can you tell Cassidy
I had to take off?

She can bring Matty home
whenever.

We thank you
for your service and dedication

to our nation's freedom.

(takes deep breath)

Yeah, she's been in her room
for an hour.

We got to go talk to her.

-Let me see if grilled cheese
can get her to talk.
-(phone chimes)

You know,
she loves my grilled cheese.

You okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

*

Growing up,
I never shared genetic traits

with anyone I knew.

And when you and I had kids,

I couldn't wait to see
what they got from me.

Would they have cute ears,
be able to roll their tongues?

Having anxiety and panic attacks

is the thing about myself
that I like the least,

and I passed it on to her.

I hate that I gave this to her.

What did the doctors say?

They want to keep him
another night.

Um, see how he adjusts
to the medication.

This must have been building
for a while.

He feels things
getting away from him,

and then he...

works really hard
to rein 'em in.

Like more time at the office,
more time at the gym.

And then he just pushes himself

harder and further and...

I should have saw the signs.

I had a tell when I was young.

Really? You had anxiety, too?

Back then
they didn't have a name for it.

They said I was "fragile"
and "sensitive."

But when it was happening to me,
I thought I was gonna die.

My mother would help me
through it, though.

She'd fill a glass
with seltzer water and tell me

the inside of my mind was like
the bubbles bouncing around,

trying to get out.

And we'd watch together
until those bubbles settled.

Eventually, I would settle, too.

Beth, out of all the things
I could have passed down,

I hate to think
that it was that.

*

Babe, come on, it's gonna be
perfect, it's gonna be perfect.

-All right?
-Mm.

All right?
You know, I think the smoke

gave it a nice hickory flavor.

(laughs softly)

-REBECCA: Hickory lasagna.
-Hickory lasagna.

-(Rebecca sighs)
-Mm-hmm.

(kisses)
Mm-hmm.

(chuckles)

Hey, are, uh...

are you okay?

Am I trying too hard?

Are we...

are we unfixable?

Maybe this loss is just...

(softly):
too big.

You know?

Uh, you know, those...

those sound like questions
that can only be answered

by the wine that I brought.

No.

I've barely had a drink
in ten years.

Well, lucky for you,
over the course

of the many, many boring dates
that I've been on,

I have learned a lot about wine.

Okay, fine.

Okay. Uh, this...

is a bottle
of Brunello di Montalcino.

They call it
the King of Italian wines.

It's a hundred percent
Sangiovese grapes

grown only around
the Tuscan town of Montalcino.

-Montalcino.
-Montalcino.

Very good.
Now, the region is so small

that they can't produce
a top vintage every year.

The ripening season
has to be perfect.

And there's nothing they can do
if the weather...

(sniffs)
won't cooperate.

Maybe this year is too hot.
This year's too cold.

They, uh...

...they have to be patient.

They have to wait out
the bad years...

believing that there is
a better year coming.

And it always is.

(softly):
Thank you.

-Now give me that wine.
-Okay.

(exhales)

(pouring wine)

CASSIDY:
Thanks for the ride.

-Yeah.
-I thought we'd be...

having dinner together
afterwards as a family.

I'm so stupid.

You can't just wish a marriage
into working out.

The truth is,

I don't think
there's much to save.

Forget love.

I don't even think he likes me.

Hey. Come with me.

Mom, I don't want

-to talk about...
-Come on.

-(typing)
-Hey.

-Hmm?
-I need you downstairs.

-Can it wait for just a s...?
-Nope.

(sighs heavily)

(sucks air through teeth)

You two don't like
this thing you have in common.

And I get that.

It's scary.

But it also made three

of my most favorite people
in the world who they are.

William would also get anxious
about things.

He was...

sensitive and artistic
and caring.

But there's a fine line
between caring and worrying,

and sometimes
that line gets blurry.

*

BETH: From the moment
I met your father,

he was obsessed
with making everything okay

for everybody else.

And that took
some getting used to,

but I loved him for it.

'Cause it meant he cared deeply.

Now, there's some things
you get from your dad

that you're gonna have
to navigate around,

but there are some gifts, too.

You give everything your all.

You're an amazing sister

and daughter
and friend and student.

Now, look,
we're gonna get whatever this is

under control, okay?
Believe that.

(Randall sighs)

But I will not
have you talking ill

about three of my most favorite
people in the world.

No way, no how.

*

Are you hearing me?

And if it ever gets to be
too much...

(opens can)

Mm-mm.

Just take a minute...

...and wait for the bubbles
to settle.

(bubbles fizzing)

William.

(fizzing continues)

Um...

last week Ashley wanted to know

if I thought DeShaun was hot.

I should have
just come out then,

like I'd planned to,

but...

instead, I said yes.

(Tess sighs)

And now it's gonna be
a whole thing.

That's a lot.

But we can figure it out.

(softly):
Thanks.

*

*

So, the night your father and I
moved into our house,

I made a fancy dinner, too.

And, of course,
I ended up burning the lasagna.

So we had to open the window

to let all the smoke
out of the kitchen.

And just as we
were sitting down to eat,

a bird flies in
through the window.

REBECCA:
Oh.

-Okay.
-Whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

REBECCA:
Now, the important detail

of this story
is that your dad was

-terrified of birds, terrified.
-Terrified. Yeah, he was.

(laughs):
So...

he runs out of the room...

-Hey, Jack?
-and he runs back in

with a tennis racket

and a pillow case,
and he goes...

Don't worry, I'll catch it.

* With a glance and a grin *

-(Rebecca and Jack scream)
-REBECCA: He must have

freaked the bird out,
because then the bird starts...

diving at him
and chasing him around the room.

And your father made the most
ridiculous squealing sound

-I've ever heard.
-(laughter)

(Jack yelping)

So he's trying to get away
from the bird

and protect me, I guess,
with the tennis racket...

-Wait, where did it go?
Where did it go?
-Right there. Look, look, look.

Jack...

(shouting)

And somehow
we knock over the lasagna.

* And growing old too soon... *

Bec?

(exhaling)

(both laugh)

* Like who... *

REBECCA:
And we just started laughing.

And that's when it became
the perfect night.

When we just let it be
what it was.

We need to be able to think
about him and not only be sad.

We need to be able to talk
about the hot sauce.

Right?

He was perfect the way
that dinner was perfect.

He made us... so happy.

And that's all I want
for you guys,

is just for you to be happy.

MIGUEL:
Then, let's have a toast.

-Please.
-To happiness.

-To happiness.
-To happiness.

Oh, and to Kevin and Sophie.

REBECCA:
Yes.

-Congratulations.
-Congratulations.

To Kevin and Sophie,
cheers to that.

MIGUEL:
Salud.

All right, this meal
was disgusting. I admit it.

-Who's still hungry?
-RANDALL: Me.

-Me.
-Me.

-(mouths)
-Me, too. I am tru...

-(knocking)
-You can keep the change.

Thank you.

Pizza...

-I'll get his, uh, stuff.
-Thank you.

You got it.

-(whispers): Hey.
-CASSIDY: Hey.

(car door closes)

(exhales)

Here you go.

-Thanks.
-Yeah.

You know, your wife was, uh,
she was being honored tonight

for her service
at that hockey game.

Man, she was excited when she
found out you were showing up.

If you were gonna stand there
and stare at your phone all day,

why'd you bother coming?

(whispers):
Okay.

That's good stuff, man.

I met her when I was 15.

I smashed into her
in the hallway

(chuckles): as I was walking
into biology class.

And I knew,

I knew before her books
even hit the floor,

I had just met
my favorite person.

That, uh, that ceremony
that you're talking about

honored the thing that broke
my favorite person in the world.

I was staring at my phone
because otherwise

I would have started openly
weeping in front of my son,

and that's not what he needs
from me right now.

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

Stay the hell away from my wife.

CASSIDY:
He's out. I'll be back
for him on Thursday.

Yeah.

-(door closes)
-(laughs softly)

What?

(exhales)

He still likes you.

(knocking on door)

It's all right. I'm sober.

(whispers):
Okay.

I'm not a storyteller.

And I don't like people.

I-I don't even like you
very much, and, uh,

you're the closest person I've
been to in the last 20 years.

You know, your father
wasn't the, uh,

first person to do this.

Uh, he learned that trick
from his father,

uh, your grandfather.

That man was a bastard,

but every now and then...

he could be kind of fun.

Yeah. What he'd do was...

...he would fold down
the sides of the carton--

hmm-- so that it looked
like a, like a big cake.

And then he'd then get a knife

and just wave it
over the ice cream.

And he'd, he'd ask, uh,

"How-how good a boy
were you today?

"Were you kind of good?

Or were you real good?"

And depending on the answer,

that was how big
a slice you got.

So...

How good were you today, Kevin?

Um...

I think I annoyed
my uncle today.

Other than that, I think
I was pretty good. (chuckles)

Well, then, you get

a pretty good slice
of ice cream.

I've been very good.

*

(laughter)

-Uh, I need to give you
your wedding gift.
-(Sophie gasps)

-I hope it's an air popper.
-Oh. I-I hope it's cash.

-Kevin.
-REBECCA: Excuse me.

MIGUEL:
Oh.

No, it is a song.

For the newlyweds.

From a little movie
called The Princess Bride.

-MIGUEL: Ooh.
-Mm-hmm.

(piano playing)

* Come, my love,
I'll tell you a tale *

* Of a boy and girl *

* And their love story *

* And how he loved her *

* Oh, so much *

* And all the charms
she did possess *

* Now, this did happen... *

-Just-- careful.
-Is that our old piano?

* Things were not
so complex... *

(laughs softly)

The Pearson men nail
another grand gesture.

* She walked *

* When he looked in her eyes *

* He became obsessed *

* My love is like
a storybook story... *

That's middle C.

Yeah, that's your home base.

You know where that is,
you can go anywhere.

Yeah.

* My love is like *

* A storybook story *

* It's as real
as the feelings I feel *

* It's as real as the feelings *

* I feel... *

-I found a therapist for Tess.
-Good.

I think that'll be
really helpful for her.

And... I found one for you, too.

I don't need a therapist.

I'm good.
Best I've been in years.

But you've been
working crazy hours

and running ten miles a day and
constantly bouncing that knee.

-(exhales)
-You know,
you don't have to wait

for it all to come crashing down
to get help.

Glad to know you think
I'm gonna crash.

You know, when you had
your first breakdown,

you thought that was
gonna be the only one.

All these years of just managing
it and making lists, babe...

We have resources now
and people who are trained

to deal with this kind of stuff.

I appreciate your concern.

-But I'm fine.
-Okay, I am worried

that we are just one big
emotional thing from this...

Beth, I'm fine.

* My love is like
a storybook story *

* But it's as real
as the feelings I feel *

* My love is like
a storybook story *

* It's as real
as the feelings I feel *

* It's as real
as the feelings I feel... *

(chuckles)

(footsteps approaching)

REBECCA:
What's wrong, Bug?

What?

I was trying so hard
to hold it together

that year
after your father died.

And I wanted to believe so badly
that you kids were happy.

I'm so sorry I didn't see
what was happening.

I didn't see it, either.

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