I really want to build a family with you.
I don't want to have another kid.
Previously on "A Million Little Things"...
Tyrell. Why is Child Services looking for you?
My mom wasn't born here.
ICE. They took her.
We want to foster you.
Only if it's okay with you and your mom.
I would really like that.
Did he touch you?
No. He just touched himself.
It's my fault.
I told him that she lost her father.
I told him how much she needed this program,
and he never would have known any of that if it wasn't for me.
Sophie's decided to go to the police today.
Any possibility of corroborating evidence
could really help our case against Peter.
I'm not giving you my daughter's diary.
This is an agreement for us to have joint custody of Theo.
I'm the one who hit you.
I am so sorry.
I want to take Charlie, Danny, and Sophie
and go back to France.
Your daughter got assaulted by a monster
who might not have done what he did
if he knew there was someone here protecting her!
You weren't able to stop it.
Hey, man.
I'm sorry.
I just had to take care of something.
Yeah.
Hey, it's me.
I know we left things in a weird place earlier,
and I'm sorry.
The thing is, after I got divorced...
I promised myself that no matter who I dated,
I wouldn't have another kid.
But that was before I fell in love with you.
The fact is, I watched you for months take care of two kids
you had no relation to,
and there wasn't a minute you made them feel like
you weren't their family.
Gary, you have proven to me every day
that you would be an incredible father.
So, if having kids is something you want...
well, then...
I know the perfect three-bedroom
we should make an offer on.
Call me.
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Oh, no, no. Babe, babe.
I love you and I-I will do anything for you,
but I-I think 3 1/2 pounds of pancetta is my limit.
Oh, come on. We got to get rid of all this food.
Tyrell and I already dropped two crates
to the women's shelter.
It's all their fridge could hold.
Half a scoop.
Did I say half a scoop or half a tub?
- That's... That's half. - But it's not.
So, Ms. Howard, it's your first day off
in, what, two years.
Do you have any plans whatsoever other than
stuffing your husband with time-sensitive meat?
Uh, I'm just working on my message.
What's going on on your laptop?
Well, I just uploaded our finished documentary.
I entered my credit card information,
and once we hit that "submit" button,
Tyrell and I will officially be entered
into the NEFI Film Festival.
Well, what you waiting for?
I'm waiting on my producing partner,
who took my headphones again.
Yeah, love you, too. Bye.
How's your mom?
Uh, she's okay.
Uh, apparently she reconnected with some childhood friends
and they're letting her stay with them.
And she found some temporary work, too.
That must make you feel better.
I mean, she's still sleeping on someone's couch.
And it's all my fault.
Tyrell, you did not get your mother deported.
And it sounds like she's doing okay.
And what she wants is for you to take advantage
of the opportunities you have here.
Speaking of which, if we get into this festival,
we are doing a road trip all over New England this summer.
All we need is for someone to hit that submit button,
just someone.
I don't know who that someone is,
- but we need... - Someone who can spell.
- What? - You wrote "Dome Howard".
You misspelled your own name, man.
Well, you take that attitude,
you want to pay the admission fee, too?
No, that's all you, Dome.
Just hit the submit button. Submit!
There you go. I'll just check everything.
Spielberg. Boom.
- Hey. Jordan Peele. - I'm with that.
Alright, y'all, quiet down. I have to record my message.
Hey, quiet on the set, y'all!
Quiet on the set!
Please? Okay? We're rolling.
Have some respect for my actors.
You've reached Someday restaurant.
This is Executive Chef Regina Howard,
and on behalf of the entire Someday family,
I'd like to thank you for your patronage and support
these last two years,
especially these last few months.
As you may have heard...
we've had to shut our doors,
but our restaurant will be back, in some way, someday...
And when that time comes, we'll be better than ever.
Until then, thanks for everything.
Did you just kiss your own hand?
- I meant to kiss yours. - Mm.
That was weird.
Classic Dome.
Hey.
You awake?
I am now.
What's going on, man? Everything alright?
No.
Something happened last night.
I got a call from the person who hit me.
What?
- W-What did he say? - She.
I, uh... recorded as much of it as I could.
Theo left this in my car.
I'm the one who hit you.
I wanted to say I'm sorry.
How did you get my number?
I am so sorry.
Okay, okay, I'm coming.
What? No, no. Who is this?
Hello? Hello?
She called from a blocked number.
I went online to try and figure out ways to trace it,
but none of the suggestions worked.
Wow. Wow.
That's a lot to take in.
Uh...
but if you're looking for a silver lining,
after hearing that recording,
I'm 99% sure Katherine wasn't the one who hit you.
Why would she call if she was just gonna hang up?
Hasn't she done enough to me already?
Look, you... You just found out
Delilah's gonna take Charlie back to France.
You're in the middle of a divorce, right?
And I might have to join a 12-step program
just to deal with hearing about the stuff that you're going through.
I-I don't want this to cause you to nosedive.
I-I get it.
It's just...
this woman put me in a wheelchair,
and after months of wondering who it was,
of trying to move past it,
she wants to call me to say she's sorry?
Why?
So she can live her life like nothing happened?
I hear you, Ed.
You want justice.
Believe me...
nobody understands that more than me.
I just don't want you to do something you'll regret, okay?
No, you're right.
I can't believe she didn't come home last night.
Well, she can't be angry forever.
You're right. She can.
I think we both know where she gets that.
Dad. I was talking about Dad.
Oh.
Hello?
This is she.
Oh, my God.
Good morning.
Sorry about the couch. It was my grandma's.
Which, in hindsight, explains the hump.
Well, actually, last night was the best I've slept in months.
I thought after I posted the podcast,
I'd be too anxious to sleep.
How are you feeling?
I'm a little scared how people are gonna react, but...
so glad I did it.
Ah, that's probably your mom checking in.
I texted her to let her know you were sleeping over.
Oh, well, unless she's calling to apologize,
she can talk to my voicemail.
You know, phone it in, like she has this entire year.
Oh, it's not her.
I actually don't know who this is.
Oh, so you're gonna answer a call you don't know,
but not your mother?
That's right.
Hello?
Hey, Sophie.
It's, uh, Detective Saunders with the Brookline PD.
Oh.
Hi.
I just wanted to follow up with you about yesterday.
I know your mom told you that we don't have
enough evidence to file charges,
and it must've been really upsetting for you to hear.
Yeah.
I mean, I-I get it,
but... it's still not fair.
I understand that. Believe me. I do.
I am sorry.
You must be feeling a lot of anger.
Yeah, but I'm dealing with it.
Actually, I-I spent the night at my friend Maggie's last night.
She let me tell my story on her podcast.
You were at your friend's last night?
Yeah, I'm actually still here. Why?
Well, the other reason I'm calling
is because I wanted you to hear this from me.
Peter Benoit was attacked last night.
What?
Peter's wife called 911.
It appears to be a home invasion.
A guitar and some of Peter's other stuff is missing.
Right now, we're investigating it as a burglary.
Uh... did he get hurt?
He was beaten pretty badly, yeah.
We're not sure yet if he's gonna make it.
Hey, Steel Wheels.
You left clothes in the dryer again.
Are these yours?
Those are Theo's.
You're probably more of a Spider-Man guy?
Hello?
Hey.
Oop. She's got the duffel bag.
That means she's here to see you, pal.
But if you don't mind,
I'd appreciate it if I could say hello first.
- Seems reasonable. - Thank you.
While I have you both here...
I am looking at an apartment today.
- What? - Katherine and I talked.
We came up with a custody plan
for me to look after Theo on my own.
Gary is officially off the hook. Yeah.
And I'd love to chat about it, but if I stay here any longer,
I might not make it to the bathroom in time
to complete Step One of that plan.
I'll be back in a jiff.
And, uh, while I'm in there,
I will change into my robot underpants.
His what?
Don't worry about it. It's between men.
Hmm.
So, I didn't hear from you.
Even though I left you the nicest message
I've ever left anyone.
You left me a-a message last night?
It must be on somebody else's voicemail.
I-I don't mean to alarm you, but you may have
agreed to have someone else's baby.
Hey. I'm so sorry I didn't answer.
Last night was just crazy.
Where were you?
My dad's. Yeah.
Telling him that you and me and Liam and Colin
are all moving to Lenox.
So I was there for a while, 'cause I also had to explain
that you agreed to have some other dude's baby.
Oh, you're an ass.
Listen, lady, I will put one in you right now.
Mm.
Okay. I'll call the other guy and tell him that it's off.
Well, that's your problem!
How can you expect your boyfriend to respect you
if you don't respect yourself?
So, you're saying I should pay half the utilities?
I'm saying if he really loved you,
he'd make an honest woman of you,
and you'd be paying those utilities
from a joint checking account.
I'm Dr. Stacy.
Not saying what you want to hear...
- Saying what you need to hear. - ...saying what you need to hear.
And we'll be right back.
Claudia, are you kidding me?
I have to spend my break doing a stupid meet and greet?
I swear to God, if you had any less brain cells,
I could write off hiring you as a charitable donation.
Why... Why are we doing back-to-back relationship calls?
If I wanted to hear a bunch of whiny bitches
drone on about their horrible marriages,
I'd go visit my sisters.
Dr. Stacy, the mic!
You're listening to "The Dr. Stacy Show"...
Real talk. Real help.
Real screwed.
Oh.
Good. You're back.
We need to talk about Mom.
Well, let me guess...
She convinced you to be okay with everything,
and now you're on her side.
It's a little more complicated than that.
Really? How?
I mean, she abandons us for months,
decides to come back for two days,
just so she can uproot our entire lives...
Grandpa had a stroke.
What?
Where is she?
In the kitchen, trying to book a flight.
There's no flights till tomorrow morning?
I need to get home.
I don't know if my dad's gonna make it through the night.
Okay. Right.
Alright, you know what? Yeah.
I can't believe this.
- I know. - Keep me posted.
It's really sad, but he had a really full life.
I-I mean, I'm sad about Grandpa,
but I'm just going through a lot right now,
and once again, that's just gonna take a back seat to her.
I mean, God, watch.
I'm gonna have to help her through this,
even though she was barely there for me when I needed her.
Soph...
How angry are you at Dad for leaving us?
What?
I-I'm not.
I-I mean, I'm sad and I'm hurt, but I'm not mad.
Dad was suffering.
Yeah.
So is Mom.
And you won't have to help her through it.
I'm going to.
I'm gonna go with her.
To... To France? For how long?
For as long as she needs me.
How many more?
Next session, I'm gonna introduce you to the new therapist
who's gonna be taking over all of my clients.
You guys have so much in common.
He's crazy about hockey, and he eats with his mouth open.
What? My new trainer's Gary?
How does that work?
Doesn't he and his mouth full of fries have to go with you?
I'd just like to point out that these are your fries
that you asked me to get you, which I did.
And now, I will eat a handful and chew with my mouth open.
Mmm. Good.
You're gonna miss this.
On the plus side, I'm getting paid to have this conversation.
Oop.
Gotta take a phone call. Excuse me.
- Hello? - Where have you been?
I've been trying to call you.
Guess who just imploded?
Actually, I'm gonna tell you.
It was Dr. Stacy.
She had a crazy rant on the radio this morning,
not realizing that her mic was still on.
She reamed her assistant out
while totally insulting her fans,
and now it has gone viral,
confirming that there is, in fact, a God.
Oh, if you want, I will act it out for you,
so please want that.
I'm sorry, who is this?
Ha ha.
Yeah, I'm gonna send you the clip right now.
Please commit this to memory, because later,
I will be playing the Dr. Stacy to your Claudia.
You have one line, but it is critical.
"Dr. Stacy, the mic."
Well, it sounds like she got what was coming to her.
Oh, speaking of which,
you heard about what happened to Peter?
No. What... What happened to Peter?
Oh, God. Um...
somebody broke into his house last night and attacked him.
Wow.
Why are all the good ideas taken?
No, listen.
I-It was some sort of robbery or something.
He... He's in a coma.
Uh... h-how's Sophie taking all this?
She's okay.
I mean, she took it better than I thought.
And how did you find out? 'Cause, uh...
I'm not seeing anything about it online.
No, I don't think there would be anything online yet.
The detective from the Brookline Police Department
called Sophie this morning.
Wait.
Why would he call Sophie?
I think so that she would hear it from him?
Once the news does break,
Peter's name and face are gonna be everywhere.
That could be really triggering for her.
Yeah.
Bloom, I gotta call you back.
No, Gary! Don't get up!
Let the guy who can't walk answer it.
I refuse to treat you any differently!
Hi. I'm looking for Gary Mendez.
Can I help you?
Yeah, I'm Martin Tisdale.
Okay?
The photographer.
Photographer?
Aren't you putting your condo on the market?
I'm here to take photos.
Yes. Uh, I'm sorry.
Get in here, man. Let's take some photos.
Look, you dressed up nice.
Make sure we take some of you, too.
Okay, hand me another one.
Oh, my God.
This is the first $5 I made at Someday.
I remember because I wrote my name on the...
Wait, where's my signature?
Oh, my God.
This is the $5 I pinned to the wall
to remember to pay that Girl Scout for those cookies.
I never paid her.
But I insisted that I did pay her.
Oh, my God. I gaslit a child.
On the bright side, free Thin Mints.
Oh.
What's that?
Um, before the pandemic, I, uh, created a recipe
f-for apple soufflé, and I was planning on
introducing it to the menu, but...
Nope. Not going there.
Put it on the shelf, pack it away with my other emotions.
Attagirl.
What's that?
- Nothing. - Uh-huh.
The way you're saying "nothing" makes it sound like it's something.
What... What's going on?
A while ago,
I set an alert to let me know when Haiti's airport reopened.
That's what that ding was.
We have to tell Tyrell.
We can't.
Why not?
Because if we tell him... he'll go.
Eddie, you really don't need to show me your apartment.
Well, it's not just my apartment.
Theo's gonna be spending half his time here.
I want to make sure it's a place you're comfortable with, too.
You really didn't need to do that.
But I'm... I'm glad you did.
Sorry. So sorry.
I had so much trouble getting over here.
Yeah, sometimes getting to a place is hard.
Just messing with you.
Yeah.
Thank you.
? Whiny bitches, whiny bitches, whiny, whiny bitches ?
? Are you kidding me? ?
? I swear to God, I swear to... Swear to God ?
? Dr. Stacy, the mic ?
Oh, no.
- This is Claudia. - Hey, there.
I just... I wanted to check and see how you're doing.
Maggie, hey. I guess you heard.
Yeah, I heard
and then re-heard and then I re-re-heard.
You're a viral meme.
I'm glad someone finds it funny.
But, I guess, the important thing is
now everybody knows how Dr. Stacy's been treating you.
Yeah, which is great,
except I got fired.
Wait, fired?
Can they do that?
Well...
I mean, I was Dr. Stacy's assistant.
When they fired her, there was no need for me.
? Dr. Stacy, the mic ?
I'm so sorry, Claudia.
- ? Are you kidding me? ? - Aah.
The whole place is wheelchair-accessible,
as are all the building's common spaces.
Um, there's designated parking right near the elevator,
and this apartment has in-unit laundry.
What do you think?
I love it.
But I don't want to love it too much,
in case you haven't negotiated the rent.
I did.
Then I love it.
Now, is it just the two of you?
I-I thought you said on the phone that you had a kid.
We do, but...
- I'm not moving in. - It's just me and the kid.
Oh.
I-I didn't realize.
You two seem to get along really well.
Wow, I am saying all the wrong things today.
Yeah.
Hey, Mom.
Hey.
I'm really sorry about Grandpa.
I know, sweetie.
Listen, I didn't mean for you
to find out about France the way you did.
It's just...
There's just so much going on, and now with Grandpa...
You do not need to explain.
I know how hard it is to lose your dad.
I'm glad you got to spend some time with him
when you came to France.
Me, too.
Uh, if it's okay with you,
I'd like to remember him that way.
You're not coming?
No.
Okay. I understand.
I'll be back as soon as I can,
and then we can figure everything out, okay?
Well, actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.
I mean, of course, I think you should come back
as soon as you can, but I don't think it's right now.
You need to be in France,
doing all the things that you need to do.
Just like I need to be here,
doing all the things that I need to do.
And asking you to stay is just as unfair as asking me to go.
Oh, God.
When did you get to be so mature?
Well, probably during the four months that you were in France.
Actually, can you come downstairs for a sec?
I have a goodbye present.
Oh, my God. You guys, what is this?
Oh, well, we... We couldn't let you move
without having one last pizza night.
It turns out, I'm still a chef, so...
And for dessert, we will be having apple soufflé.
Andiamo!
No. No, no. I'm terrible at speeches.
Oh, let me guess, you're gonna use
the "English is my second language" excuse again?
No, I'm just gonna say
some really bad words to you in French.
Ooh.
Um, okay.
Um...
Jon always wanted us to do pizza night
so that no matter what was going on in our lives,
we could all come together every Friday and fill up on bread.
I remember one time my dad came over for pizza night,
and he couldn't remember Jon was gone.
Um...
the problem is, I can't look around this house
without remembering that he is.
There's just so many memories here...
So many wonderful memories that I've made in this house,
a lot of them with all of you.
But, uh, I know that
it's also really important for me... to make new ones.
And believe me, the hardest part of me moving to France
is knowing that I won't be surrounded by all of you.
Because I love you guys.
And, uh, you've gotten me through
the toughest times of my life.
So I just wanted to say thank you.
- Love you. - We love you, D.
- Love you. - We'll miss you, D.
Why haven't we slept together yet?
- What? What? - Hey, what is this? What is this?
- Oh, that was my outside voice. - What is this?
Babe... shouldn't we let Tyrell know
that the airport in Haiti is open?
I mean, he's gonna find out anyway.
You said it yourself when he first wanted to go...
It's dangerous,
- and his mom's not set up there. - She is, Rome.
She is now.
I mean, are we not telling him because it's dangerous
or because we don't want to lose him?
80/20.
Yeah.
But which one's the 80?
Well, look at this.
Right back in our boxing ring.
You ready for round two?
I checked with the ref.
Turns out, uh...
I shouldn't have said those things.
But you were thinking them.
Yeah, but I shouldn't have said them.
So is this your version of an apology?
It is. How am I doing?
Fantastic.
I'm sorry, too,
for everything I said and for everything that I was thinking.
I know you'd do anything for this family.
Anything.
Except for a ride to the airport.
Please ask Rome for that.
Actually, Eddie's driving me. He can do that now.
With his push-button car?
Great, now I get to make a hospital run, too.
I'm gonna miss you, D.
I'm gonna miss you, too.
Did you just grab my ass?
Stop it.
Get over here.
Milo, what are you doing here?
I heard there was a going-away party.
How did you...
Sophie texted me.
Do you want to come in?
No, I just thought I'd iron this shirt to say I can't make it.
I'm gonna miss you two.
Aww.
Well, you know, the first night I met you, we hung out out here.
That was the day I buried Jon.
And the day I met you.
It was also the day I got my restaurant.
And the day I met you.
Root beer?
Taking a move from my playbook.
Oh, it's for Danny's boyfriend.
Gary just asked him to name his top-three movie villains,
and Milo's never seen "Die Hard."
It's getting pretty ugly out there.
Hey, D.
Just so you know, if you take Charlie to France,
I'm gonna sue you for everything you have.
Just kidding.
Bon voyage!
Wow.
Hey, who you texting?
Everyone you know is here.
I'm just checking in with the nurse at the hospital
to see if there's any news on my dad.
D, I am so sorry.
He was everything to me.
Is.
You know, he's still here.
Mm, no, he's not.
He hasn't been for awhile.
These last few years with his memory going,
it's like it was his last gift...
Help me wean off of him.
Excuse us! Parade coming through!
Well, half a parade.
Come on, Charlie.
Maybe next time you visit, we'll all be walking.
Regina and I talked about it,
and if you want to go, we'll pay for the ticket.
Yeah, we looked it up.
We can use miles for a flight leaving late tonight.
What about all the plans we made for the summer?
Oh, we... we can still do all those things.
But if you want to go see your mom, we support that, too.
Uh, if it's okay with you, I...
I really want to go see my mom.
Then that's what you'll do.
- Yeah? - Yeah, of course.
Hello?
Oh, hey, guys, he's here.
- He's here. - Who's here?
The photographer who took pictures of my condo.
Yeah, we thought we could do one last family photo.
Yeah, word is, D, uh,
you opened up a big space on the wall last night.
See, that I won't miss.
Alright, line us up.
Alright, great. Uh, just chin up there a little.
Hey, can you squeeze in there just a little bit?
Oh, yeah, but you got to get my good side... my good side.
I thought that was your good side.
Right. Right, right, right, right, right.
Would you please let the man do his job?
I got a bag to pack.
Charlie's headband.
Oh, wait, I got it. One sec.
Oh.
Well, I'll grab some test shots here.
Oh, thank God you found my headband.
I'm supposed to play tennis in the morning.
Thank you.
How you doing with everything, huh?
Well, I mean, my family is moving away,
but my mom said that I can stay in the house
- while we put it on the market. - Score.
My plan is to use a different bathroom every day.
I did that when I stayed here.
It's super fun.
Actually, I was talking about what happened to Peter.
Maggie told me.
It's crazy, right?
I mean, when I first heard,
it felt like he got what he deserved, you know?
Yeah. I do.
But then I realized that if Peter's in a coma,
then it means he didn't hear what I said to him
on Maggie's podcast.
And a large reason why I wanted to do the podcast
is so he'd hear me tell everybody the truth.
And now I don't know if he ever will.
I just wanted him to know that I'm stronger than he is.
Hello?
Is this Maggie Bloom?
Who is this?
It's Jane Goodman, the station manager from WZLN.
Oh. Um, hi.
How are you?
I'm sure by now you've seen the clip of Dr. Stacy
that has gone viral.
I have.
Uh, candidly, I'm responsible for about 20 of those clicks.
Well, you know, the only other clip we have
that has gotten anywhere close to that kind of attention
was of you quitting on air.
Well, now you know what I was dealing with.
Today was not the first time I had become aware of it, Maggie.
It was just the last time I could,
in good conscience, look the other way.
Oh, that's good timing.
Your conscience kicked in just in time
for your listeners to hear all about it.
That is what I always liked about you on Dr. Stacy's show.
You are not afraid to speak your mind.
Okay, I-I'm gonna get right to it.
I just had dinner with Bob Metcalf from the ZLN board.
We would like to invite you to be the guest host for the next two weeks
while we look for Stacy's permanent replacement.
Really?
Uh, w-why me?
Well, for starters, unlike Dr. Stacy,
who's PhD is in agriculture,
yours is actually in the field of psychology.
Plus, you're the biggest name we could get
that understands this is only a temporary gig.
Honesty, that's... that's an interesting approach.
I like it. You're... You're very good at sales.
So is that a yes?
Um, under one condition.
I get to choose my producer.
I want it to be Claudia.
Dr. Stacy's contract required the station
to put a personal stylist on retainer
for clothes worn on a radio show.
I think we can afford Claudia.
Sandra from business affairs is gonna call you
first thing in the morning and work out the details.
See you soon.
Okay.
Knock-knock!
Hey, man.
Darce and I are about to call it a night.
You good?
Yeah, man, just, uh,
looking at photos from tonight of me, Theo, and Charlie.
Aww.
Yeah, between the blonde one and the Asian one,
you've got some pretty weird sperm.
It's like tofu...
Just takes on the flavor of whatever it's cooked with.
I'm into it.
Yeah. Yeah, you're doing great.
Another five minutes of material,
you're gonna have yourself a tight five.
Ha! Eat it.
I'm the one who hit you.
I wanted to say I'm sorry.
How did you get my number?
Hey, we need you on the register.
Okay, I'm coming. Attention, Halpert's customers...
Halpert's.
This is temporary. Till he comes back.
And what happens if he doesn't come back?
Then we did everything we were supposed to do.
We took care of Martine's son while she couldn't.
Rome, come here. He left this for us.
What is...
Hey, Fosters. Just wanted to say thanks.
My mom and I are so lucky that you're in our lives.
Also, Rome... I'm taking your headphones.
I hope that's okay with you.
I'll bring 'em back in a few weeks.
A few weeks? Did you hear that?
Of course he's coming back.
He...
Yeah. I love you guys.
Play it again. Play it again.
Oh, way ahead of you.
Hey, Fosters. Just wanted to say thanks.
My mom and I are so lucky...
Hey, is there something you're not telling me?
Like what?
The floss is exactly where I left it two nights ago.
I'm telling Dr. Morewitz.
Dr. Morewitz and I have an understanding.
- Get off! - Shut up!
Get off! Get off of me!
Help!
Help me! Somebody! Please! Somebody!
Shh!
Anybody see you?
No.
Let go of me!
Please!
Dr. Morewitz.
She'll be out of the shower any second.
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