Hey.
- So it's... - It's Thanksgiving.
Yeah, I know.
- I'm coming. - Really?
My other options are staying here
and eating cold white rice or...
Going to my parents' and getting another lecture
about how much I should or shouldn't be lifting, so...
Yes.
You don't think it's too soon?
Will you get out of here so I can change?
Love you. Mean it.
Should I start the car or you...
- Get out. Get out. Get out. - You need time. I'll give you time.
Get...
Okay.
Hey.
Just dropped a patient off at Grey Sloan.
Thought I'd check in.
What time's dinner?
Thanksgiving?
It's gonna get better, Jack.
Just takes some time.
Pruitt Arike Miller!
Oh, I've missed you, mamita!
How's it going with her?
Surprisingly well, but, you know, the Millers...
they're not happy.
I mean, isn't that what Dean wanted, though?
For you and Miranda to raise her?
Yes, but you try telling that to grieving parents
who want their grandchild, hmm?
Daddy.
Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah, that's Daddy.
That's your daddy.
Where's Daddy?
Uh, your...
Your daddy is with my daddy.
And... And they both love you very much.
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I'm just saying, the only reason my dad insists on coming
is because he's sitting on a lie so big
that he can't bear to be alone with my mother anymore.
So I'm just supposed to hand her
a slice of pumpkin pie
and not tell her that her marriage is a sham?
Yes, Trav, that's exactly what you're supposed to do.
Hughes?
- How are you? - Okay, before you say anything
or try to blame me for this,
I tried, but she insisted on coming and helping.
Did the department clear you?
I didn't know I needed clearance for peeling potatoes.
This is your work environment.
There will be alarms that could put
undue stress on your heart.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
I appreciate the second opinion,
but my heart is fine.
And who was the first opinion?
Guys, I just need one thing to feel
just a little bit normal today,
or is that something that's gonna make my heart explode?
It's fine. It's fine.
I just got a little excited about the Yukon golds.
I'm fine.
Are you serious?
Okay.
Are you happy?
Hughes...
You alright?
Yeah, I'm as okay as someone can be after
a casual electrocution and a heart attack.
It's just an alarm for me to take a pill.
Um...
How are you... doing?
Gibson...
I'm s... you gotta do something.
You can't just sit here in all this pain.
Otherwise the pain is...
You gotta do something.
- I don't want to. - Yeah, I know. I know.
But get up anyway, and why don't you just go...
I don't... Go help Travis cook.
I'm serious.
So I just got word that the investigation
into my insubordination is finally happening.
Well, I guess McCallister's cleaning out his inbox
after the pipeline explosion.
Is he being blamed for that?
Not yet.
Hey.
It's Thanksgiving.
Mm-hmm.
So I'm gonna cook.
Well, I'm kinda already doing that.
Yeah, but now... now... now I'm gonna do it.
You know, I-I need this. It'll be good for me.
Sure, um... but, I mean,
you know we invited all of our families,
- Mm-hmm. Yep. - so there's a lot of cooking.
Yep, I know.
It's fine.
Okay.
Are you really gonna let him just do it all?
Well, he's a pretty good cook,
and I think he needs it more than I do.
Okay.
- Thanks, Gibson. - Yep.
Gibson...
You alright?
Yeah, I'm, uh, cooking.
Right.
And this is where your dad would sit.
Where's Daddy?
What's she doing here?
Um...
Thanksgiving.
Yeah, yeah. Sure, yeah. Of course.
Hey, look who it is! It's Auntie Vic.
What is that, a heart-rate tracker?
Um...
You know what? I think Travis needs help upstairs.
Hughes, you should sit...
Engine 19 requested to 6547 Seaway Place.
That's Ingrid's shop.
Again?
Okay, you are gonna stay here with...
Auntie Maya!
Oh, yeah. You're fine. You're fine.
Just, uh, you know, just...
Keep her entertained.
Okay, but why is it the woman
gets left with the baby like it's the 1950s, huh?
Can you guys watch her?
I've got my own babysitting gig today.
Hi.
Why did you send me to get enough food
for an entire Thanksgiving dinner
when you already had everything here?
Because she's captain and you're a grunt.
She's acting captain.
Either way, show some respect.
We're making extra for
Aquino's and Morse's families.
Firefighters take care of their own.
Any word on Aquino?
He's out of critical care, which is good.
He still has a long road ahead, you know?
So...
Where do you want turkey number two?
Oh, leave it on the counter. Turkey number one...
Is almost ready to come out.
Wait. Did I baste already?
Yes, like 30 seconds ago.
God, I'm losing my mind.
Okay.
Did you see Miller's little girl at 19?
Oh, my God.
She looks so freakin' cute
in her Thanksgiving dress.
I wanted to eat her little arm.
Why the face?
I just...
You know, Vic is going in,
and I don't know if she's ready to see Pru.
Why? Vic loves Pru.
Yeah, but she's kind of a walking, talking reminder
that Miller's gone.
And I think she's scared Pru's mom's gonna come back
and take her to Hong Kong or something.
J.J.?
You think... you think she'll take her back?
I don't know any of these people.
I'm just saying what Vic told me.
No, J.J. gave up her right to be a mom
when she left her daughter with her father.
I'm...
I got to... get the groceries.
Okay. Okay.
So what... what should we do?
What? Potty?
I need potty.
Potty? Okay.
Let's go to the bath... Let's go to the bathroom. Yep.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
Uh... oh...
Help. She's leaking.
Give her to me.
Hello, Bella.
- Oh. - Should we get changed?
Oh, God. It smells so bad.
That's right.
Everybody's poo-poo stinks.
Even Maya's.
How are you so good at this?
You've never babysat?
- Oh, thank you. - Uh...
Or had friends with kids?
No.
Nothing?
- No. - Yeah, uh-huh.
"Uh-huh" what?
It's nothing.
It just explains a lot about your personality.
Once you spend a little time with kids,
you realize that plans and rules and rigid diets
don't really make sense when you're always
two minutes away from an exploding diaper!
And you're all set.
Oh. We might need to change the socks, too.
Let's see what color we have...
- Pink! - Look at that!
Thank you so much for coming out on a holiday.
I-I'm so embarrassed.
I was sure I smelled something.
Ingrid, there's no sign of gas, smoke,
or anything that makes your shop in any way vulnerable.
Are you positive? I-I was sure I smelled gas.
Like, so much so that i-it made me a little dizzy.
These things are scary accurate, alright?
More sensitive than drug dogs
or those little, uh... those little pigs
- that look for, um... - Truffle pigs.
Yes. Truffle pigs.
Uh, could it be a stroke? Should I see a doctor?
I mean, don't you smell things before a stroke?
I-I know I sound paranoid, but I smelled...
I didn't imagine it.
Okay, look, Ingrid, the...
The holidays can be tough when you're grieving,
e-especially after the loss of a spouse.
You know, w-we're having Thanksgiving
at the station this afternoon.
Why don't you drop by, grab a slice of pie,
and, you know, be around people?
That's so sweet. I...
Yes, I-I would love to.
Great, okay. Then we'll see you in a bit.
Okay. Alright. Alright.
She's lonely.
- You're asking for it. - No, I'm not...
Dad, could you at least silence your phone?
Then what's the point of notifications, Travis?
Why do you need notifications
when you're with your family on Thanksgiving?
It's the holidays.
I would never ask you not to see Emmett on the holidays.
Except you would. And you did.
Because when I first started dating Michael,
you wouldn't let me invite him to Christmas dinner.
Wait a minute. You...
You're not trying to meet up with Kyle today, are you?
What I do with my personal life is none of your business.
Except it is when it concerns my mother.
Your mother is my wife.
Don't worry about our marriage. Your mom and I are happy.
I know it's impossible for you to believe
that anyone could be happy who doesn't live their life
according to your standards, but we are.
Well, you're asking me to lie, and I can't live with that.
Then tell your mother. Go ahead.
You're not going to, are you, Travis?
'Cause then you won't have a reason to write me off
like you do anybody else who doesn't play by your rules.
Travis...
I love you and I love your mother.
No, Dad, you don't love us,
because if you did, you wouldn't lie to us.
Travis, you've never lied to anyone to protect them?
Dad, protect who?
The only person that you're protecting is yourself.
You are having an affair.
Gay or straight, it doesn't matter.
When you met Emmett, he was engaged to someone else.
That is such...
Um, I have an idea.
Why don't we do that thing, you know,
where you go around and say what you're grateful for?
Isn't that a "dinner table" thing, Paul?
We can occupy ourselves while we work.
I think that's really cute, right?
I-I-I'll go first.
Uh, okay, in this, uh, you know,
uncertain world,
I am grateful for my love.
Um...
I am grateful I got out of bed this morning.
Trav? You want to...?
Yeah, yeah. I'll go.
Uh, I'm grateful for truth.
Yeah, you know?
'Cause life is too short to live it in a lie.
Yeah, uh, Nari, why don't you go next?
- Oh, me? - Yeah.
Well, I'm grateful for my son,
and for Emmett,
and for my loving husband, Paul.
Aww.
Dad, why don't you go?
Are you grateful for you loving wife?
- For God's sake, Travis... - That's a terrible start, Dad.
Would you stop it?!
You push and you push and you push
and you don't know when to quit!
Honey!
I'm gay, alright?
I'm in love with a man!
And my son won't give me one day of peace!
Mom...
Excuse me.
I'm sorry.
I'm grateful for nervous laughter.
Travis.
- Mom. Mom, wait. - Travis, I do not want to speak to you.
- To me? - You had to push him.
I didn't, Mom.
I saw you. The constant harassing.
We would have been fine if you hadn't said anything.
Wait, did... you know?
Of course not.
I knew something was off.
Our sex life hasn't been
- Oh, God. - the same for years...
... but we still go to the farmers' market together
every weekend,
and he helps me do the dishes every night after dinner.
Our little things.
No marriage is perfect.
Why did you have to push him?
Oh, my.
Mrs. Montgomery, I-I-I was gonna...
You're making a mess. Give me that.
No, I was gonna do it on my own,
- if that's... I'm just trying to... - No, you weren't.
I'm helping.
Stop!
Sorry, it's the... the watch.
What are you doing, Nari?
Cooking.
Why?
It soothes me.
People think they know what's best for you.
Keeping information and then doling it out as they see fit
to "protect" you.
When it just hurts worse than the thing they think
they're protecting you from, right?
Because in addition to the pain
of the actual thing, you think,
"Did everyone just think I couldn't deal with the truth?"
And then it's too late anyway,
because the truth just exploded,
like it does.
Exactly.
Though I suppose I now have all the information,
and it doesn't feel very good, either.
You know, I used to think things happened for a reason.
But the truth is, there's nothing. There's no meaning.
You know, you're...
You're in a building or you're outside of a building.
The building blows up or it doesn't blow up.
Your best friend's in love with you
or he isn't in love with you.
You live and you die, and...
It's all just random, meaningless cruelty.
Is that supposed to make me feel better?
Sorry. I'm sorry.
Hey. Where is she?
- In the...? - It's okay. It's okay.
She... She's upstairs with Bishop and DeLuca.
Oh. Sorry.
J... That call from the lawyers has me on high alert,
'cause they are her family, and if they want...
Miranda, you know better than anyone
that blood does not a family make.
We are also her family.
Oh.
Ben.
Oh, "Ben"?
Um, Ingrid, uh, this is Miranda.
Dr. Miranda Bailey.
And you are?
Ingrid Saunders. I live in the neighborhood.
I'm gonna go check on Pru.
Okay.
- Miranda is... - My wife.
Oh.
Oh, of course.
Yes, you're... you're married.
- Mm-hmm. - Um...
You know what? I'm gonna... I'm gonna go.
Uh, keep the pie.
- It's the least I can do. - Um, I-Ingrid, Ingrid, Ingrid.
Ingrid, please. Just... stay.
You don't have to be alone today.
Just, um...
Miller was clear on what he wanted.
He wanted Warren to raise Pru.
J.J. doesn't get to have a say, not one word.
And I'm sorry, but neither do Miller's parents.
Miller raised that baby. He raised her.
He did the work. He poured the love in.
Her Station 19 family picked up the slack,
so no one gets to take her away.
So, uh...
Did you know that Miller was in love with Vic?
Please tell me you're not so insecure in your manhood
that you're jealous of Dean.
He's gone.
He's... He's... He's...
He's dead!
And Vic had a... had a heart attack.
How are you making this about you?
Whoa.
How am I...?
You know, why is everyone else
allowed to process their feelings around here but me?
I didn't say I was losing sleep over it.
I'm just talking to my friend about something that...
I don't know, kind of feels like a big deal to me.
Sorry that my worries aren't as important as yours, Captain.
Damn.
Hysterical/historical.
What?
I'm hysterical, which I have been told means
that it's historical. It's...
I'm... I'm making Miller's death
and that poor little girl's life all about me.
And I'm mad at you because I'm mad at the world,
because I'm mad at my own mother.
Damn.
I-I didn't know Miller was in love with Vic,
but once I found out, it made sense.
But I don't think she loved him back.
Because if she did, she would have recognized
that he loved her, and instead,
she just chose not to see it.
Hey, I've been looking for you.
I needed a shower.
You are very understanding
and very forgiving of my father.
Because I've been where he is.
Yeah, that man didn't show up to my wedding,
and he didn't let my mom come, either.
And I understand that he was mired in self-loathing.
I get that now.
But does that mean that all the pain that he caused
my whole life and the pain that he's causing my mother now,
that it's just... it's nothing?
It's just instantly forgiven?
I need you on my side.
And, yeah, that...
It's selfish and it's irrational.
But I'm in pain, too.
I know. I...
It would just be nice if someone could...
You know, be on my side.
Trav, there are no sides here, okay?
No. I'm sorry. I love you.
But there's work to be done.
Not officially back.
But... No, I'm not. I just...
I did just find out
that this is where I'm gonna be benched
for the next several weeks
while my fragile, fragile heart heals.
Mm.
Hey, thank you for...
Taking over Crisis One.
It means a lot, and I'll be ready to help again soon.
It's just...
Sullivan's been helping.
And Warren and Montgomery.
That program will not die with Dean Miller.
It's his legacy, and we will all protect it.
That sounds concerning.
Oh, it's not. It's just my heart.
Your heart is not concerning?
Metaphor. Cool. Okay.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
- Thanks for the pie. - Mm-hmm.
And, you know, thanks for checking in.
I don't want to keep you from your family,
so I'll... I'll take this upstairs for you.
Nothing you want to get off your chest?
Um...
You know, I'm just kinda...
Doing my thing.
You know, my push through it and...
Keep it light and feel the feelings
but don't dwell on them thing.
The truth is, I want to crawl into a hole.
And I want to let that hole swallow me
and hope that no one finds me.
And why can't you let yourself do that?
Because everyone expects me
to be me and to make jokes
and make them feel better and...
laugh through the tears, like I did when Lucas...
Why do you care about what they expect?
Because if I don't,
it means that this death hurt more than that one,
and I can't let that be true, 'cause it's...
It's not.
We all have a
psychological immune system.
Just like our physiological immune system
helps our bodies recover from physical attacks,
our brains are working to protect us
from psychological ones.
Maybe when your fianc� died,
that's how your brain protected you,
and now it's dealing with the attack a little differently.
Yeah.
Miller was...
He was in love with me, it turns out.
I know.
Why did everybody know that but me? What...
Psychological immune system, maybe?
Yeah.
I can't.
Your love for him can be as real
as it feels for you right now...
As real and immense and significant as it was and is
without you having been in love with him back.
You're punishing yourself
for not being in love with him back...
something your brain knew on some level,
because you're not dumb.
You were just afraid of what would happen if it were true.
Thank you...
For the...
... for the pie.
You guys always feel better when you talk to me.
- Yeah. - I do not understand
why you always fight me on it first.
Enjoy that pie.
Thanks.
Isn't Thanksgiving supposed to be one of our busier days?
So, uh, Paul?
What do you do for work?
Hey, Warren.
Oh, thank God.
That, uh, woman you invited?
I just saw her wandering around the locker room.
Um, you invited her?
Wh... S-She's a widow.
What... Okay, where'd you see her last?
I don't know, poking around the bunks?
Alright. I'll find her.
Yeah, you find her, and then later,
we're having a conversation.
How are we doing? Is that a turkey?
Thought you'd be off with your boyfriend by now.
I'm not leaving.
I love your mother.
I'm sorry for the way things came out, but...
I'm not sorry I said it.
I feel... free.
I have held onto that for decades.
I never let myself feel okay.
I never let myself feel.
I'm not you.
I'm not brave like you.
But I'm learning from your example,
so I'm not leaving.
I want your mom to know that I'm here.
I want her to know that, at least.
I'm still here for her...
And I'm still here for you.
I'm gonna, uh... grab more dishes.
He'll come around.
Sorry, w-we haven't met.
Paul. Paul Montgomery.
Paul. Hi, uh, Dr. Miranda Bailey.
Hi.
Happy Thanksgiving.
I feel so stupid.
You're married. Of course you are.
I-I'm sorry if I ever gave you
the wrong impression about my intentions.
Yeah, that... that's like an "I'm sorry you feel that way" sorry.
I don't know how I got this so wrong.
- Ingrid, I never meant to... - I know!
Please stop saying that. It's more embarrassing.
You have nothing to be embarrassed about.
You invited me here like a stray dog you felt bad for,
and I thought it was a date.
Just put out a bowl of water for me.
I'll be fine.
Ingrid. Ingrid, look at me.
Have you ever lost anyone?
- Actually... - Someone you loved?
Someone you'd slept beside every night for 10 years?
No. Not... Not someone like that.
Ugh, I didn't used to be like this!
I used to like being alone, but...
Scott, he became a part of me, and now...
And now...
Ingrid. Ingrid. Ingrid, no, no, no, no!
No, Ingrid, listen to me.
No, no, no, please, just leave me alone.
I want to be alone.
Ingrid, please.
I can't.
I can't do this anymore.
I can't.
Ingrid.
- No, no, no. - J-J-Just stay... stay back.
Look, this building is not that tall, okay?
If you jump, the worst that's gonna happen is,
you break both your legs and you're in terrible pain.
Yeah, well, that sounds better than how I feel right now.
Besides, then I won't be alone.
I'll... I'll be in the hospital and...
And people will check on me and bring me food.
Do you know what it's like to cook for yourself
all by yourself every day, all the time?
The hospital sounds better than that.
Well, your next meal won't be alone
if you'd just come downstairs and e-eat with us.
Yeah, what would your wife say about that?
Ingrid.
I'm sorry.
What am I even saying?
I-It's not even... It's not about...
No one would even miss me.
That's not true.
I might break both my legs, but...
But maybe I'll get lucky
and hit my head and never wake up.
You know, Jack, I...
Lost my brother, too.
And it feels like...
Like you can't get air in your lungs, like...
Like nothing will ever be okay again,
like you will never feel joy again.
So you try to push it down,
and you try not to feel it, and the awful irony is that
the further you push it down,
the longer it stays.
So you have to let it out...
To cry, to laugh, and... and cry again...
which is all the same thing, by the way,
crying and laughing and... and screaming and...
And dancing.
I-It lets it out of your body,
and you need it out of your body, because...
Because when it comes out,
it makes room for light to come back in.
Why do I smell... smoke?!
Oh, my God.
It's locked!
It was set to "clean" instead of "bake."
Oh, come on, I can't put it out
if we can't get in there.
Come on, pull.
It feels so spiky and awful and I just...
I should be at the acceptance phase already.
I-It's been over a year. I don't get it.
I just don't get it.
Who says you should be at acceptance yet?
A year, it... it... it's not that long,
n-not for grief.
That... That study,
Uh, the five stages?
It's, um...
It's crap, okay? I-It's utter nonsense.
It... It... It was about terminally ill patients
coming to terms with their own death.
I mean, a person accepting the end of their own life
is totally different than accepting
losing someone you love.
Look, we... we... we're, um...
We're all living that
firsthand right now.
You sign up to be a firefighter,
on some level you're accepting that
you could lose your own life.
B-But, um, when it's...
When it's someone else's, you know,
one of your brothers or sisters,
I-I don't know how we'll ever "accept" that.
I-I'm not sure we ever will.
What is happening?!
Everything's on fire!
- My turkey! - Pru.
I-It's okay. Vic took her to Bailey.
Open the patio door!
Okay.
What are you doing?!
I'm getting that turkey out!
Travis, that oven is really expensive!
Mom, please!
Uh, Ingrid?
You don't really want to jump, do you?
I-I don't think you do.
You don't know me.
I'm just some crazy lady
who thought we were getting romantically involved.
Well, hey, you know what?
I might be married,
but the next guy might not be.
You are a person who cares.
You're grateful and you're kind
and anyone would be lucky to have you around.
But no one will be Scott.
No.
No one will.
Life is painful.
There's no two ways about it.
It's love and it's grief...
A-and it's love and it's grief
and it's love...
And it's grief,
a-and our job... our job
is to make sure that
the love we feel...
Is worth the grief.
Okay. There you go.
- Yeah. - I'm sorry.
No, don't be sorry.
Okay, you're okay.
Honey, you don't have to...
I paid 150 bucks for this turkey!
It's heritage! It's organic!
It's burning! It's coming out if I have to...
Okay, yeah, I heard it.
Come on!
Please!
Ahh!
What the... hell happened here?
I just destroyed an oven that costs more than my car.
What in holy hell did you guys do?
You alright?
Uh, yeah, I'm... I'm... I'm good.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- Yeah. - Yeah, this seems about right.
Well, I guess you don't need this, then.
No! No! No!
Hey, hey!
Whew.
I don't know why this happened. I-I'm sorry.
I... I swear I'm not crazy.
I know. I know.
I mean, grief is a powerful thing,
especially on a day like today.
So, listen, my friend here
is gonna take you to Grey Sloan.
- The hospital? - And they'll check you out
and get you the help you need.
- I don't think I need... - Ingrid.
Your husband passed from CO2 poisoning.
You almost died in a fire.
You call the station every day.
You smell gas or smoke every day.
It's not gas. It's not smoke.
It's grief and PTSD,
and you need to let the professionals take over now
and help...
Okay?
Okay.
And, hey, you know,
come back and visit us, you know,
when you're feeling better.
Thank you.
Dr. Bailey.
Baby.
Hey, baby.
It's Grandpa.
Hi.
So cute.
Oh, I missed you.
I understand that you love
my granddaughter very much,
but it is Thanksgiving,
and my wife has gone through enough with Dean.
She needs her granddaughter.
Mr. Miller, I cannot imagine
the loss you've suffered.
I'm so deeply sorry.
I'm so sorry for your loss.
Your son was a wonderful man.
Please, please stay for dinner.
Stay so you can get to know us,
'cause we don't just love Pru, we...
We all are her family, too.
She's lost so much.
She can't lose this family...
The family whose arms
she was literally born into.
Yes, there's... there's family that blood makes,
but there's also the family made of this...
Made of shared experience
and familiarity and sensibility
and shared passions and understanding and love.
Please.
Alright. We'll stay for dinner.
Thank you.
But after...
I'm leaving with my granddaughter.
Look at him with her.
- Today was a lot for him. - Mm.
It was a lot for everyone.
Yeah, it was a disaster.
A pretty beautiful one.
It was.
Mm.
I mean, all of it.
There were disasters happening in the kitchen...
- Mm-hmm... - and in families and on the roof...
and we're all in pain and heartbroken.
- Yeah. - And yet...
when there was a child in the building,
we were all fine.
When there was a child in my arms
in the middle of it all, I was fine.
We kept her fine. We knew how to keep her fine.
We can do this.
I can do this.
Let's have a baby.
Sorry, what?
I want to have a baby.
Okay, it's usually not best to make decisions
while in mourning.
I'm not. I mean...
I am in mourning, but...
I've been thinking this whole time
that I needed to stick to some plan,
but plans don't work.
People die. Families fall apart.
Let's have a baby.
Mm-hmm.
- Are you serious? - Yes.
There you go. Choose.
- Thank you. - Good pick.
It's not how it should have gone.
- Oh, Travis... - Okay.
... please let's not do this again.
And who knows what mess lies ahead,
but just let me say...
It gets better.
I know from experience.
This is the worst it'll ever feel.
You don't want to join us for dinner?
No, that sounds like a 19 kind of thing.
Well, you are the captain of 19.
I'm pretty sure no one wants me there.
No one blames you for Miller's death.
Everyone's just glad you made it.
You know, if I had died,
there'd be nobody to take that phone call.
My ex-wife's in Florida. Parents are dead.
My brother is an alcoholic who doesn't take my calls.
The only people who might have mourned me
are the people in this building, and they'd be busy...
Mourning the guy they actually liked.
But, hey, if you ever, uh, change your mind about
taking me up on that drink...
A-Appreciate it, Beckett.
Please call me Sean.
- Sean. - Mm-hmm.
Things are still messy with Robert.
It's just...
It's just not a good idea.
Thank you for the pie.
Yeah.
- She's gonna wear him out. - Arike!
It's time to go.
Oh... Oh, you're using her middle name?
It is her true name.
Th... This doesn't have to be a battle.
Alright, we all love her.
You don't love her as much as her grandparents do.
Arike.
Okay, w-when...
when should we pick her up?
Thank you for dinner,
and for looking after my granddaughter.
Oh. Here, baby.
Take care.
Bye, honey.
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