Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Zoey's Extraordinary Failure - full transcript

- I swear this is
the last one.

- You positive?
'Cause I'm just not sure

you kept enough
of our old stuff.

- Well, I mean,
look at those booties.

Come on. How could I get rid
of those booties?

- Because Ew, they're
covered in mildew.

- Wow. Zoey.
I didn't realize

you were such a fan of
Cabbage Patch Kids.

- Actually, that was mine.

- Oh.

And this...



- Mine as well.

- Oh, babe.

No wonder you became such a
bleeding-heart public defender.

You really care, bear.

- Yeah, David was always a very
sweet, sensitive child.

- How do you describe me?

- You were more inquisitive.
- Mm.

- You only wanted science
and engineering toys.

- Damn straight.
These were my gateway drugs

to straight As and
a stunning scholastic career.

Um, if it's okay
with Zoey,

you can take whatever you want
for the baby.

- Oh, yeah.
Um, I'm good. All yours.

- Be right back. I'm just gonna
make a quick call.



- You forgot another one.

- So, I'll meet you
at the flower market in an hour?

I'm excited, too, Jessica.

Okay. Bye.

- Jessica?

Why so secretive?

- I just...I feel weird

talking about work stuff
in front of your dad.

- Hm.

- Since we're alone
for a minute,

what new on the Simon front?

- You'd be very proud.

I haven't texted him back
in a couple days.

- How do you feel about that?

- Um, only minor withdrawals.

- Hm.

- Oh, my gosh.
Dad, you remember this?

Wow, it actually still works.

- Oh, you lost.

- All right, okay, I hate to
spoil this lovely symphony,

but can we focus? I've got to
get to work soon.

We're good to build the crib
tonight, right?

- Um, you know,
I'm still prepping for trial.

The O'Reilly case?

Think it's going to be another
late night at the office.

- Again?

This case has taken over
your life.

- I'm not happy about it
either.

- Yeah, it's just,
we said we were gonna

get cracking on this
weeks ago,

and it seems like it's never
the right time with you.

Now that we know it's a boy,

we can really start
to get organized.

- Em, I get it, okay?
I get it.

All right? I'm doing
the best that I can.

- Everything...okay?

- Uh-huh.
- Uh-huh.

- You...

sure everything'’s okay?

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

- Bull...

I just heard
my first actual duet.

Two people singing
the same song

at the same time.

- I am very aware of what
a duet is.

- But now it raises all sorts of
questions for us to tackle.

- Ugh, why do I even answer
the phone this early?

I am an artist, Zoey,
and my brain

does not like functioning
until night o'clock.

- But I just don't know
which one to help.

Or maybe it's both.

- And I'm sure we can figure all
this out over drinks tonight.

- Okay, fine.
Where do you wanna go?

- Somewhere basic and hetero.

I'm in the mood for
potato skins.

'Kay, bye.

- Now that the SprqPoint
watch is out there

dazzling users with its sheer
brilliance of engineering,

we are ready to move on
to a new project.

However, before we do,

your manager, Zoey,
feels that we need

to foster a more open,
honest work environment,

and that's why, today,
we'll be sharing the results

of the anonymous peer reviews
that you wrote about each other

a few weeks back. Hmm?

- I thought the peer reviews
were for internal use only.

- What's the good of bad news
if you can't share it?

Am I right?

Zoey and I will meet with
you individually

to go over the results
of what your friends

and colleagues had to say
about you.

Tobin Batra.

- Hit me.
- Okay, well,

aside from several
of them commenting

on your extreme overuse of
the eggplant emoji,

in general, their feedback
regarding your work

was that it is...
adequate.

- Boo-yah!

Love barely meeting
expectations.

- Max...

...oh, Richman.

- Yep. Same last name I had
five years ago...

when I started working here.

- Uh, "Lacks drive,"
"Is complacent,"

"Doesn't show initiative,"
"Takes the easy way out,"

"Settles when he could be
working much harder."

- All...
- Bad.

- Constructive.

Lot of great stuff
to build on.

- Is it...great?

Feels not so great.

- Okay, Leif, ready to hear
what your colleagues had to say?

- Only if you feel
it's necessary.

I know that all three
of us know

that, uh, as
the best programmer here,

I'm, uh what's the word?
beloved.

- Um, okay.

"Leif is self-righteous
and overly ambitious."

"His 'aw-shucks' demeanor

"masks a relentless
drive to win at all costs,

"which is more alienating
than endearing.

That's probably why he didn't
get the promotion."

- Wow.

Uh, I was
I was not expecting that.

May I ask who...

- It's anonymous,
the peer reviews.

It's called
"anonymous peer review."

- Well, uh, thank you

for your...honesty

and your feedback.

- Well...
that was fun.

- Wait, you never said what
people wrote about me.

I'm sure the team
had thoughts.

- Oh, "the team had thoughts."

But you know, "misogyny,
misogyny."

I think you're crushing it.
That's all that matters.

- Is this the kind of place
you had in mind?

- Men in Dockers,
full-calorie beer,

corporate types looking to
unwind, it's perfect.

- I invited Max
to join us, too.

He had a rough day at work.
I hope that's okay.

- Fine with me.
But before he gets here,

let's talk about this duet.

Was it romantic? Depressing?

- It was...tortured.

- Oh! The best duets are.

- My brother and sister-in-law
were singing at each other.

She seemed more upset
than he did.

- Seems like she's the one
you're supposed to help, then.

- Oh! I hope not.

Emily and I aren't really
the tightest.

She's kind of acerbic,
I'm kind of stand-offish.

- You two would be great
in a female cop show.

- My brother'’s totally harmless.

I'm sure she's upset about
something

that isn't even his fault.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey.

Autumn's coming, too,
but she thought she saw

a rainbow in
an oil slick outside,

so she'’s still absorbing
its beauty.

- You know, you've been very
tight-lipped

about Autumn since Napa.

Did you have a good time?

- Uh, yeah.
Napa was fun.

I'm just not sure we're totally
on the same wavelength,

a word she uses endlessly,
by the way.

- I thought you dug her whole
adorable flower child

- Meets-young-
Kristin-Chenoweth vibe.

- Autumn hated being
on a schedule

and wanted to just
run through the fields.

She unironically chased
a butterfly for 37 minutes.

- Oh, my God, Max.
- Hi.

- You better not be telling them
about Napa without me.

It was pure magic.

" playing ]

- Kick it!

- Will you excuse me?

- Still working.
I'll be home a little later.

Love you.

What's going on?

- Zoey, hi.
What are you, um...

What are you doing here?

- Just hanging out
with some friends.

I thought you had
to work tonight.

- Oh Oh, no, I am working.

These are colleagues.

Some of our best legal
breakthroughs happen

when we're shooting pool.

- Cool.
- Yeah, cool.

- Okay. Well, don't let me
stop the work sesh.

- That's no problem. Yeah.
Yeah, but I should get back.

- Have a great night.
- You have a great night.

Yeah. Yeah.

- There she is.
Thought you ghosted on me.

Not responding to any of
my texts.

- It's really hard to
ghost somebody

when you work just 50 feet
away from them.

- All good.

- So...
can I ask you a question?

As a man in
a long-term relationship,

how bad would it be
if you told Jessica

that you had to work late
but instead

went to play pool
with the guys?

- I'd probably...

lose a limb or two

and maybe spend a week
on the couch. Why?

- Because I saw my brother
out last night,

and I know he's lying
to his wife.

- Ooh. Well...

it's always hard to judge
someone else's relationship,

but maybe he just needed
some time to himself,

and it's hard to tell her
for some reason.

- Mm-hmm.

- I think if it was just
a one-time thing,

you can cut him some slack.

- Okay.

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Are you all right?

Something's going on with you,
I can tell.

- How do you do that?
- Do what?

- Really...see me.

No one else has that ability.

- Oh. Um...

I guess...

Usually it takes
a whole song-and-dance

for me to understand
what someone's feeling.

But with you, I guess...

I just know how to read you.

- Uh, my dad's birthday's
coming up in a couple days,

and it's the first since
his suicide, so...

I guess it's just bringing up
a lot of stuff.

- Well, I am here
if you need me.

Like I said,
just 50 feet that way.

- Mm-hmm.
Right over there?

- Right over there.
- Okey dokey.

- Leif?

You okay, buddy?

- Never better.
- You sure?

'Cause you're hiding in
an isolation pod.

- Yep.

- It was just one person's
opinion,

and we don't even know
who wrote it.

- I just figured it was you.
- It wasn't.

I think you're
an excellent programmer.

- I don'’t expect you
to understand this,

Little Miss Perfect Score
On The S.A.T.

- What did you get
on the S.A.T.?

- Also a perfect score.
Not the point.

I'm just not used to
negative feedback.

You don't get the pressure
that I put on myself,

that my family puts on me.

One of my brothers is chief
oncologist at Johns Hopkins,

and the other runs
a billion-dollar hedge fund.

- Well, I'm sure in a few years,
you too will be

- They're my younger brothers.

You know, I think I would like
to be alone.

- Look at you two.

Power couple alert.

And you have your own coffee
table book, too? I had no idea.

- Only because people were
interested

in NorCal homes
for 10 seconds.

- Or because you have
impeccable taste,

and you're very good
at your job.

What's it been like working with
your husband all these years?

- It always came easy to us.

I mean, we just laughed a lot,

and we respected
each other's strengths.

I always handled
the creative stuff,

and Mitch is more the

was more the business
side of things.

- And I was the kid always
wanting

to do science experiments
in my mom's greenhouse.

- Yes, mostly on worms.
Poor worms.

I'm glad we got through
that phase.

- Where is David?
I thought he was supposed

to stay home with Dad tonight
and give you some time off.

- He's just running late.
It's okay.

I mean, we're hard at work here.
I am deep in the zone.

- What are you guys making?

- Oh, just playing with
various flower combinations

for the engagement party.

- Great.
- What do you think?

- It's very pretty.

- That's my favorite, too.

Okay, I'm gonna go.

Thanks so much for everything,
Maggie. Have a great night.

- Oh, I'll call you
as soon as

I get an estimate
for the rose wall.

- Thank you.

- So, how was being
at the flower mart again?

- It was nice.

A little sad,
you know.

Everybody asked about
your father.

They miss him coming around,
joking with everybody.

- You moving?
- Oh, no.

Do you remember
Linda Nathanson?

We did her place
a few years back,

and anyway, she's bought
this crazy estate,

and she asked me
to do her garden.

- That's great.

- I told her I would
think about it.

- Why not do the job?

- Because it wouldn't be
working with your dad, Zoey.

It just feels weird
and kinda wrong

to do a job right now
without him, so...

- Well, I feel like Dad
would be thrilled for you.

- Oh.

David's not gonna be able
to make it.

- Why not?

- He has to work late again
on the O'Reilly case.

- Hmm.

Care to tell me
what the hell is going on?

- Jesus.

- How did you know
I was here?

- O'Reilly's Tavern?
Really, David?

The O'Reilly case?

Listen, your marriage
is your business,

but you lied to Mom tonight,
which is not cool

because you and I agreed
that together

we were going to
take care of Mom.

- I can't handle all this,
Zoey, all right?

I'm drowning at work.
All I do is think about Dad.

I feel like I'm responsible
for everyone.

Sometimes I just feel like
I gotta break out

and, like, forget about
everything for a while.

- David, if anyone can
understand that, it's me.

Something else is wrong.

- I mean, yeah.

Look at this.
Look at this.

- Oh, my God!

Can I take a picture?
I'm gonna take a picture.

You're having a baby, David.

- No, I'm having a boy.

- Wait.
What's wrong with that?

- Zoey, have you forgotten
my entire childhood?

I wasn't exactly the most
manly kid on the block.

- You were, too.

- I had framed theater
playbills all over my walls.

I didn't make out with a girl
until college.

Kids used to make fun of me.
I guess I'm just...

worried that things will be
the same way for my son.

- Well, maybe he'll be
the opposite.

Maybe he'll be a super jock.

- That's even worse, okay?
I don't like sports.

I don't even know why
I'm here right now.

The guys from the office,
they drag me to this place.

I hate it here.

- Well, they have pretty good
potato skins.

- Great potato skins.

- Have you discussed any of this
with Emily?

- She's got enough of her own
stuff going on right now.

- Well, I mean, I feel like she
already knows something's up.

- Since when do you know what
goes on inside of Emily's head?

You're not exactly BFFs...
or even Fs really.

- Just talk to her.
It couldn't hurt.

- Fine, when I'm ready,
but just please

promise to keep this
conversation between us, okay?

Especially the playbill stuff.

Emily doesn't know about it,
and she hates musical theater.

- What is all this?

- It's a grief kit.
Um...

for your dad's birthday.

If you need it.

- A pillow?
- To scream into.

Or absorb your tears.
You decide.

There's also a hammer
to bust things up

and a package of Oreos
to eat your feelings,

and tequila, because...

tequila.

- I love it.

- I thought it could go
either way.

But it's what I would want
when that day happens.

Please tell me you have some
fun plans

so you're not alone
tomorrow night.

- Yeah. Jessica got us tickets

to the Warriors game.

- That'll be nice.
- Yeah.

She's trying her best
to cheer me up.

- Well, I'm glad that the basket
was a success.

Oh, and fair warning.

That package of Oreos might not
be entirely full.

Hey.

Look who's feeling better.

Writing some great new product
ideas in your journal?

I'll take that as a no.

Uh-oh.

Don't tell me you're
depressed, too.

Wow. It's like a freakin'
epidemic.

- Sorry, it's just that
Autumn suddenly decided

that she wants me to
meet her parents

next weekend when
they come into town.

- That's nice, isn't it?

- Well, yeah. It's just
it's a very next-level move.

And I don't know
what my problem is.

I mean, she's sweet,
she's pretty.

I just think that one meal
turns into another,

which turns into an invite to
their cabin for the holidays,

which turns into me
moving to Minneapolis

just so her parents can be
closer to their grandkids.

I just don't know that I'm ready
to leave San Francisco

for the simple life yet,
Zoey.

- Well, that's aversion of
what could happen.

- Do you think
I'm over-thinking it?

You know what?
It's fine.

Everything with Autumn
is very nice and easy.

I can meet her parents.
Yeah, that's not a big deal.

- I want you to do whatever
you want to do.

I just want to see you be happy,
and I don't want you to settle.

- Sounds just like
my peer reviews.

Oh, my God.

Am I doing the same thing
in my relationship

that everyone says
I'm doing at work?

Hello?

Hey, Emily.
Nice to hear your

Mm-hmm, yeah, sure,
we can talk.

This is kind of a surprise.

You and I have never had
a proper sister-in-law hang.

- Yeah, I just thought
it might be nice for us

to spend some quality time.

So, tell me, how's your life?
How's work?

- Oh, it's kinda crazy,
actually. We just

- I think something's
wrong with David.

- Okay, so not exactly
a hang, then.

- I don't know
what's going on with him,

but I know that something'’s
going on with him,

and obviously you guys
have been spending

a lot of time together lately
because of your dad.

So has he said anything
to you?

Am I just being paranoid or is
there something deeper here?

- Lot of questions.

I see why you're such
a good lawyer.

- I've only lost one case.
And for what it's worth,

that water supply was
not that polluted.

- Okay. Well...

I would love to help, but...
I've learned that I really

shouldn't get involved in other
people's martial issues.

- So there is something wrong.

Hmm.

Okay, before you judge,

just know that these tears

are because I'm hormonal.

My body is doing all sorts
of disgusting things to me,

like making liquid appear
in my eyes.

Emily, I'm not judging.

- Please, Zoey, can't you just
give me a reason

why he's doing this to me?
To us?

Is he having an affair?

- No!

David isn't hiding
something terrible.

He's just...

has the pre-baby jitters.

That's all.

- What does that even mean?

- It means he's afraid
of having a boy.

But you can breathe
a sigh of relief.

Your husband's not a cheater.

He's just delightfully
neurotic. Yay!

- And all his late nights
at work?

- That's just him going out with
some guys to blow off steam.

Okay, so, neurotic and a teeny,
tiny little bit of a liar,

but all for reasons
that made perfect sense to me.

This is really lovely,
by the way.

We should come here
more often.

Hey, bro, so I just
left your wife,

and I maybe-sorta-kinda-might've
screwed up somehow.

Give me a call so we can
discuss it. Thank you.

- I think we broke Leif.

- Well, it was only
a matter of time.

- That review really
wrecked him.

Can we just tell him
who wrote it?

Have them talk it out?

I think that would
maybe help him.

- In theory, we can tell him,

but in actuality, no.

- Why not?
- Because I wrote the review.

- Why would you write that?

We both know he's
a great programmer.

- Yes, but it doesn't mean
those other things

I wrote weren't true.

and it doesn't mean he doesn't
need to hear that

to change his attitude
around here.

- Well, I'm not really sure
he did hear

and/or take in what you said.

He's just wallowing.

- That's why I never thought
an anonymous peer review

was a very good idea.

It's too gutless,
it's too passive-aggressive.

I like
aggressive-aggressive.

- Well, then why did you agree
with it in the first place?

- Because it was your idea.

I don't wanna clip your wings.

- We have to do something.

- No, you have to do something.

You're his manager now.

Tough conversations are
part of the job.

- Zoey, it's me.

Hey. Uh, why did you tell
Emily about my fears

about having a baby when I
specifically asked you not to?

- I didn't mean to,
but she asked me

what was going on with you,
and I tried to tell her

it was between the two of you,
and that it wasn't a big deal.

But she was very persuasive
and pregnant and

- It's a very big deal, okay?

When Emily and I got married,
she did not want to have kids,

like, at all.

I had to talk her into it.

And I promised her
that I would be

100% committed to
our children.

But now that you have casually
revealed my deepest fears,

she is completely freaked out

and terrified
that I am not all in.

- David, I had no idea.
- Of course not.

You have no idea because you're
not a part of my marriage.

You don't know everything that's
going on in our heads, Zoey.

Look, all right, all I wanted
was for Emily to experience

a pregnancy with zero
negativity.

That is all.
That's all I wanted.

But you have just made that
completely impossible.

- I was just trying to help.
- Oh, yeah?

And you telling her where
I actually am

instead of coming home at night?

That was you helping, too?

- No, that was more of
a slip of the tongue.

- Okay, whatever.
Look, you know,

since you've always been so
results-oriented,

I'm just gonna put it into words
that you can understand, okay?

Whatever it is that you thought
you were doing

to try to help me,
or help us,

you totally failed.

- The duet was a disaster.

I didn't help either of them.
I just made things worse.

What am I eating?
This is so delicious.

- A pupusa.

A friend of mine from
El Salvador made them

before falling asleep
in my bed...

that he's currently still in.

- I just feel like
I'm failing, hardcore,

and I don't know
if you got the memo,

but Zoey Clarke
is not a failure.

- Why do you put so much
pressure on yourself?

Were your parents hard on you
as a child?

Make you feel like you weren't
good enough or something?

- No, actually it was
the opposite.

They showered me with praise
for everything that I did.

Which meant that I never knew
how I really was

because I got no negative
criticism.

And so I had to prove to myself
that I was the best,

to show I was as great as they
already thought I was.

- Wow. I just got a window
into your soul,

and, baby, it's not a place
I want to visit.

- I don't blame you.

- I get it.

It's not easy,
especially for someone

who's had this certain idea
in their head

for a very long time.

But it seems to me that you
just need to change

your relationship with failure.

- And I do that how exactly?

- Hm. Take my line of
bespoke berets.

I didn't sell not a damn one
of these online.

You know what happened?
- No,

but I'm hoping
this story ends in Paris.

- A designer saw them online

and asked me to make him
a line of scarves,

which he never paid me for.

But because of him, I met
another guy who commissioned me

to make a series of portraits
of his mother. Weird.

But more lucrative
than these berets.

You'll get better at this.

As long as you see every failure
not as defeat

but as a stepping stone
on the road to success.

Hmm?

Try this on.

Oh, you look cute
in a beret.

- Yeah, I wouldn't have bought
one of these either.

- Then I'm not gonna
give you one.

- So, first, I think,
we go in a cable car.

- Mm-hmm.
- Then we got to Rose's Cafe,

and then I thought we'd go
to Alcatraz.

My dad served
a short prison stint,

and I thought it'd be funny,
you know,

if we went to a prison
with him in San Francisco.

- Can we stop...
stop for a second?

I'm just more of a weightlifter
than a cardio guy.

- Oh, come on, Max!
This is good for you!

Breathing in
the cool morning air,

appreciating nature.

Did you know I once stared
at the ocean

for literally seven hours?

- We should break up.

- Wait, what?

- I just think we're looking
for different things.

Look, you're all about
the journey, right?

Maybe our journey was
supposed to be

this short, awesome side path

that leads us to the next
great thing.

Do you hate me?

- The opposite.

I appreciate your truth.

You need to do what's
right for you up in here...

and here.

How could I be mad about that?

- Thank you for being so
understanding.

- Okay, now this is awkward.

Do we run together
or do we go separately?

'Cause you still have
stuff at my place.

- Right. How about you
lead the way,

and I'll just...

holler if I need
any medical assistance?

- Okay.

- Hey.
Just checking in.

You good?

- I'm good.

- 'Cause I know what
today is.

You'd tell me if
you weren't good, right?

- I haven't even cracked open
the tequila

from your grief kit yet.

- You do have the hammer
in your hand.

- Facts.
- Okay.

If you need me...

- 50 feet that way.
- 50 feet that way.

- So, I asked Joan for all
my peer reviews,

and she sent them to me.

She said there were some
not-so-nice ones in here.

Let's read them together.

Ready?
Zoey...

"Stammers too much".

"Lacks confidence."

"Wears too many sweaters
over collared shirts."

Not sure how that one is
quite performance-related.

"Can't delegate."
"Tries too hard."

"I deserved the promotion,
not her."

- I wrote that one.

- I'm shocked.

Look, reading
these comments hurts, a lot.

Very deeply.

Quite a bit more than I was
expecting them to.

But once we've taken in
that criticism,

it's all about how we
pick ourselves up

and bounce right back.

- Bounce back?
From being "smug,

"and self-righteous,
overly ambitious,

more alienating
than endearing?"

Should I have a brain
transplant?

- No. I think you need
to take the note.

And be better.

- So you agree with it?
- I think they're not wrong!

I think that sometimes you're
willfully disrespectful to me.

You have this
"all I do is win" attitude

dancing around your head
at all times

whether you like to
admit it or not.

And it doesn't make you
a team player, Leif.

- Thank you for finally
admitting

that it was you
who wrote the review.

- Wait. What?
No. That's completely

- No, I get it,

and it actually helps me...
- No, no.

- ...to know exactly
where you stand.

- You are 100%
missing the point.

- No, no.
Message received.

- Okay.

So, tell me some
good news, please?

Are you gonna take that gig
at the big old mansion?

I was thinking that
might be fun for you.

- I love my work,
you know that, but...

it's always been a partnership
between your dad and me,

and the more I think about it,
the more I just...

can't picture doing it
without him.

So, no, I'm not gonna
take the job,

and I'm shutting down
the business.

- You're shutting
down the business?

- How can I keep going?

I mean, all this time,
it's always been the two of us.

And what, I'm supposed to just
forge on alone?

That seems so heartless.

- And so,
that's why it has to end.

- I'’m guessing you haven't
talked to him about this yet.

- No. I mean,
he might have heard me

talking about it a little.
Why?

- This is your thing,

and I think if you told him
you were going

to keep the business going,
he'’d be dancing with joy.

- Hello?
- I'm sorry.

Truly. I...

I didn't know what I was walking
into with Emily, but...

we need to move past this.
I was

- I appreciate the call.

Um, I I need a
I need a break, though.

I need a little time to get
my head straight and...

try to just let
this whole thing go.

But I'’ll reach out
when I'’m ready, okay?

I love you,
and I'’ll talk to you soon.

- Just so we'’re clear,
I'’m doing this.

Really?
Are you sure?

Because I don'’t have to.

So...

buzz now or forever hold
your peace.

Okay.

Hey, Linda. Hi.

It'’s it's Maggie Clarke.

Hi. Yeah, I've been thinking,

and I would like to help you
with your project.

- Hello?
- Hey.

Whoa, what happened
to your face?

- Mo says that my pores are
screaming out

for love and attention,

so she'’s making me look
like a horror villain.

- I don'’t mind it.

So, I, uh, decided to take
some initiative...

...and I broke up with Autumn.

- Um, Max, um...
I hate to say this...Uh...

I feel terrible, but, um,
I have to call you back.

- What?
Oh, okay. Bye.

- Just a minute!

- Hi.
- Sorry, I know it's late.

I just needed to talk through
something with somebody.

With you.

- Of course.
Uh, come in.

- Um...
- What's wrong?

- I was going through some old
emails between me and my dad,

just normal everyday stuff.

A diner opened up down
the street.

The fantasy football draft.

But there was this moment
where his whole tenor changed.

It's like a bleakness,
or something took over,

that I completely missed
at the time.

I'’ll show you.

It'’s, uh, right here.
Pulled it up a second ago.

I just...

Could I have stopped him
from going through with it?

Did I...

Did I fail him
when he needed me the most?

- Simon,

it's...

...entirely possible

that you failed to see the signs
that your dad was in trouble.

- I know.
That's what I think, too.

- But maybe...

...there's nothing
more you could have done

because your dad didn'’t want
or wasn'’t open to your help.

It's hard to admit...

that we fail sometimes,
but, um...

it'’s true.

And...

you know, we don'’t know
what was going on in his head.

And, you,
living with all this,

carrying some...

vague guilt...

doesn'’t help you move forward.

- Thank you.

- For the worst pep talk ever?

- It was bad.

- Yeah, it was actually...

pretty great.

But thank you for not trying to
fix me or make me feel better.

Thanks for just being...

real.

- Any time.