Good.
I can't even taste my own tears
They fall into
An even sadder bastard's eyes
Yeah, I'm… I'm a TV on the road
Yeah, I'm… I'm getting up to leave
You don't know what it means to me that you've all welcomed me into your family,
and I just want to say thank you.
And, um…
Nothing. I just… I hope you can forgive me.
I don't really play with toys like this anymore.
I want a video camera. A nice one.
Oh, well, I don't… It was just more of a… a gesture.
Write it in a card instead.
That's actually a good idea.
There's card stock in the junk drawer.
Thanks.
Sorry, ma'am.
Holy fuck!
Hi. Who are you talking to?
I'm just on hold with, um, neurosurgery at Johns Hopkins.
I talked to this guy at UCSF. He was, like, a total dick.
But there's this world-renowned surgeon in Paris I'm gonna try next.
-He's done promising new research. -Why?
To help my mom.
Honey, I don't think she's looking for help.
You know what I realized? It's a brain tumor.
You know, I think the tumor, it's, like, messing with her head.
It's, uh… it's, like, clouding her judgment.
You know, I just… It makes total sense.
You know, she's doing fine.
She seems like herself,
except for this one insane decision she's made, and I just…
She doesn't need to die.
She needs the best neurosurgeon in the world.
And I don't know why Jules isn't calling everyone he knows.
Actually, he might know someone who knows this doctor at Sinai.
-Take a shower and get dressed. -I'm in the middle of something.
-This is important! -Nicky.
This is the most important thing to me.
Let's postpone the wedding.
Are you serious?
No, so you can focus on the most important thing to you.
I didn't mean it like that. I…
I don't mean it like that either. I mean that your mom dropped a huge bomb on you,
and yeah, it is more important than the wedding. And…
I don't know. Maybe we don't want to get married under these circumstances.
Come here.
Who's that?
Mmm?
Who's that little guy?
Oh…
This is my dumb apology for, like, tactlessly unearthing your family secret.
We can have the wedding as planned this week.
This doesn't change anything for us.
Yeah.
But it does, like…
It does change a lot.
I'm not gonna let it get in the way of our wedding.
I'm with you.
-Really? -Mm-hmm. I'm with you.
4ever?
4ever.
-What? -Oh! Portia!
Where's the dress? It needs to be altered.
I have 500 things I have to do. Nicky, stop touching her!
The table man delivered eight tables--
-Nicky, stop. Ew! -I'm helping.
-The caterer needs the menu finalized. -Okay, let me help you.
What?
Let me help you.
The dress is in there.
Nicky's suit is in there. What else do you need?
By the way, I haven't gotten to say thank you, Portia, for--
I saw your cake.
-Oh, yeah. -And I read your card.
You know what's weird? I have to ask you something.
You thought we were gonna kill you?
No offense, but that's kind of an insane conclusion to draw.
Did someone try to kill you once or something?
-No. No. -Then why did you think that?
It's just how my brain works.
Like, right now, I… I feel like there's someone standing behind this door.
I googled you, you know.
It's like you don't even exist.
No social media, no LinkedIn, not even, like, high school sports stats.
Either you didn't play sports, or you weren't good.
I was homeschooled, actually.
So I played the sport of, like, trying not to be a total freak.
But I don't think that it worked.
Yeah, I'm like the opposite.
I never thought anyone was trying to kill me.
-Whoa, when did all this happen? -Hey. Hey.
What is this? It's supposed to be live-edge cedar.
These are like sticks.
This is a tasteful wedding, not the Blair Witch Project.
This is what you ordered. Rustic beechwood.
Look around you, man. I don't see a fucking beach. Um…
The wedding theme is forest of love. Could I talk to Dominick?
He doesn't do consults after his work's been approved. You approved.
Well, no, I didn't approve this. This is not my vision.
Hey, Portia. Come here. Look.
I… I think that this… this is actually gonna look really nice.
-No. -Yeah, it is. It is.
They're gonna do that thing here.
And I think, I mean, they have a plan. You guys have a plan.
Of course we have a plan.
This stick goes there, that stick goes there.
-I'm not tipping him. -It makes an arch.
Portia, I think the flowers look really nice.
-I think that's gonna look nice too-- -These aren't the flowers, Rachel.
Mmm… What?
Well, they're fake. They're fake. The real ones come day of.
What? Portia, that's crazy.
These are… these are perfectly arranged.
They're ready to go. Why don't we just use these?
We obviously need real flowers, Rachel.
Do you want your wedding to look like a hospital waiting room?
God, I did this arrangement in advance so I could actually see it.
We've always envisioned a winter wedding at Somerhouse.
Went back and forth about the color scheme.
Rust, sage, evergreen, and white.
But there is just too much rust and not enough sage. Here, take these.
I think it's…
They look pretty perfect to me.
You can't be trusted with flowers.
You brought white lilies, funeral flowers.
-Fuck. -Of course you didn't know.
Apparently you grew up homeschooled in some ditch or something.
Whoa.
-Thanks. -You know, I don't understand you at all.
Who's your maid of honor? What's your walk song?
Do you have anyone to walk you down the aisle?
It's okay, Portia. You really… You…
-You don't have to worry about this. -I do have to worry about it.
Because you're not worried, and someone has to fucking worry.
Okay.
Okay. I will
walk myself down the aisle.
I don't know. I don't know what song yet, but I promise you I will… I will pick one.
Okay?
Will you be my maid of honor?
Would you do that for me?
The caterer called, and they don't have everyone's final meal choice, so…
Okay. Great.
Then I will ask everyone here what they want. What are the options?
Chicken or fish.
-Okay. And veggie option? -I will light you on fire.
Come in. You can help me.
Which do you think best captures…
Oh my God.
…his spirit?
He's so cute.
This one.
Oh! Oh, I don't have one of you.
-Oh, no. Don't worry. That's totally fine. -Mm-mm, mm-mm.
Oh, no, no, no, no. Please. I don't…
I don't want to disturb you. I just wanted to ask you if…
if you wanted
chicken or fish for the wedding?
I want to be buried with my whole family.
Do you want it?
I'm… I'm getting rid of my attachment to all things.
-Thanks. -Mm-hmm.
Do you know where Dr. Cunningham is?
He's probably in his dungeon working on the dog.
Now that he's finished the grave, he needs something else to fixate on.
Oh, and that's all right if that's how he wants to spend his last days with me.
Can I ask you something?
Do you think that everyone
is dealing okay? I mean, with…
…with your death?
Well… …how could they be? I mean…
Well, you know, they could be talking to each other about it.
They could be leaning on each other.
They could be processing it all with you.
There are doulas for these situations, someone who can help you--
Have you dealt with it?
With what? With your death?
With yours. Your mother's, I mean.
My mother died before I knew her. There was nothing left to deal with.
Well, I know that
you grew up without a mother.
But it would be naive to think that just because you didn't know your mother,
you don't have to deal with all this.
It doesn't go away if you close your eyes real tight.
You didn't just suddenly exist. You came from…
somewhere, and when you die, you will leave somewhere behind.
"There was nothing left"?
You are what's left.
I'll have both.
Chicken and fish. Why not?
Baby, why am I missing you
When I ought to be kissing you?
Tell me our love has just begun
You're my only one…
You shouldn't sleep in the bathtub.
I wasn't sleeping.
I had to give a girl CPR once in college.
I had to give her chest compressions and everything.
Yeah, that is what CPR is.
The girl drowned, Jules.
Guess how.
She fell asleep in the bathtub.
I know. You've told me that before.
I already know everything that's ever happened to you.
Do you wanna know why Rachel thought we were gonna kill her?
I don't know. She's got something fucky going on with her.
I bet you like that, don't you?
Your Sorry Man.
Nell, what about me soaking quietly in a bathtub makes you go,
"Let me come in here and stab Jules over and over again with a toothpick
till he bleeds to death."
That's what it's like with you.
Portia's the one who told her about The Sorry Man.
Portia always has to be the center of attention.
Portia's the one who fucked everything up. No one ever blames Portia for anything.
Whatever.
And it's not my fault Nicky gets off on damaged, self-absorbed girls.
He's a simp for girls who walk all over him.
He thinks he's fixing them.
I'm just trying to be at peace.
Why are you disturbing my peace?
It's bath time.
You used to be nicer.
Oh, baby, you want nice? You should have married the other one.
But that's the thing, Nellie. You don't want nice.
Because I hate to break it to you.
You're not actually nice either.
And you couldn't stand to watch Nicky take the punches.
You want someone who punches back. It's true.
Sometimes nice is nice.
Well, I'm sometimes nice.
What?
Say it.
Didn't we say that in our vows? That we'd always be honest no matter what?
Oh! We've really stuck to our vows, haven't we?
Say it.
Or drown me.
Drown me.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Oh, sorry. Oh my God. Oh my God. Sorry. Sorry.
No. Don't go. One moment.
Okay. You want me to say it.
Your mother will be gone in a month,
and you haven't dealt with it.
You've never really dealt with anything, have you?
Not your last failed marriage, not this jealous brother bullshit,
and not your maybe fictitious, maybe real serial killer
who's been haunting you since you were Jude's age,
which is exactly how old you were when you stopped growing up.
You need to deal with your shit, yeah?
Because things will start slipping away all around you.
Are you who you want your son to be, Julian?
Yes! What do you want?
Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt. I just… Uh, it's… it's really stupid.
I didn't realize he was in the tub.
That was really nice, what you did with the cake.
Really nice. Nellie likes 'em nice.
Ignore him. It's the key to a healthy marriage.
It's actually stupid. The caterer needs to know
if you guys want chicken or fish for the wedding.
Uh, chicken.
Rachel, have you written your vows?
Uh, no, not yet. I…
-I haven't. -Here's the key to a healthy marriage.
In our vows, Nellie and I promised to always be honest, so I mean it when I say,
"Baby, sometimes I fantasize about hiring someone to kill you."
Oh, babe.
So even in your fantasies, you don't do anything yourself?
What's the fish, and how's the chicken prepared?
I don't know.
You don't know? 'Cause I can't answer until I have all the information.
Don't be a dick. He'll have the fish.
You should really write your vows.
-Sorry. -Sorry.
What are you looking at?
What's in here?
Jude.
I got you something.
I think there's someone in here.
-Huh? -I think there's someone in there.
Hey. No, it's okay.
I… I know the feeling, but there's… there's no one back there.
Why would it be locked?
Here.
See?
I don't know, but sometimes it's better not to open a locked door,
because there might be something in there that's not meant for you. Hey, look.
Hey?
Yeah?
I mean, it's not new or nice,
but it was once considered new and nice. So…
Let's go, buddy.
That's something.
She's not thinking clearly because of the brain tumor.
You're giving up? That's it?
-Throw in the towel… -Sorry.
…on a 40-year marriage, on a human life, on Mom's life, on your family.
You're just… you're done. You give up.
I am not giving up, Nicky.
Uh… in my marriage, we make decisions together.
I'm not a witness to your mother's decision. I am a part of it.
I'm standing by my wife.
I'm embracing my last moments with her,
continuing a tradition that was established by her father.
Sorry, by skinning a dog?
Rachel.
You got engaged.
You called us.
You didn't want to have a big wedding.
You just wanted to do something here with the family.
Your mother was happy.
She didn't want to ruin your wedding,
so she planned this for after your wedding.
It is so difficult to get family together, and this is to be her final celebration.
It is, uh… her dying wish.
And you two are not gonna ruin it for her. Understood?
This involves all of us. It's not just her decision.
-Understood?! -Okay, how do I call a family meeting?
-A what? -A family meeting. How do I call one?
Can I do that?
Again, I'm so sorry for my misunderstanding.
And maybe I am totally out of line by doing this,
but I imagine that close families like you
can talk to each other about your feelings.
I know that I'm new to the family dynamic, but I've… I've realized that
it was your plan to use our wedding
as a surrogate living funeral.
But because most of you haven't done much processing,
the wedding has now become a highly pressurized distraction
from what is really going on.
And I think that maybe we should do something about it, or else…
we shouldn't have a wedding at all.
Um, she can't do that.
I knew this would happen.
Just let her talk.
It doesn't make sense to carry on like it's no big deal.
Couching your death inside of our wedding without talking about it,
it's… it's not going to be what you want.
What do you think? Can we do something to process all of this? Can we…
Can we try it?
Yeah.
Yeah, let's, um… let's try it, guys.
I don't understand what she's getting at.
Are you suggesting you cancel the wedding because of our dying mother?
Because that seems a little unfair.
Okay, good.
Uh, no, I'm… I'm not saying that.
I'm saying that I think that we need a forum for you to say what you feel
ahead of the wedding so it's not a disaster
and you can all actually have some peace around it.
I think that was a good start.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
You want us to do family therapy led by you.
No offense, but a stranger, basically.
Well, isn't that what a therapist is? A stranger?
Are you a therapist?
-She's getting her doctorate. -Oh, in what?
-Behavioral psychology. -You're a therapist?
No, I'm a behavioral psychologist. Uh, almost.
-Have you studied your own behavior? -Jules…
-Be respectful. -I am being respectful.
What… what are we gonna do, Rachel? Sit in a circle and hold hands and cry?
Well, that… that would be better than nothing. Yeah.
Where are you getting your doctorate?
U of I.
-Oh, I went to Northwestern. -Cool.
So is there something you wanna say to your mother
before you no longer have the opportunity to?
Um… Um…
Go ahead.
Uh…
No.
Okay.
So is there anything anyone wants to say to Mrs. Cunningham
before she's no longer with us?
Why don't we… why don't we do this? Why don't we all take some time alone?
Really… really alone. Sit with yourself.
Think about what you want to say or write it down or be prepared to say it.
Do what you need to do, and then we can…
We can all come back together. Yeah?
That was good. Okay.
Nell, can you come with me?
Yeah.
That was more impressive than you realize.
It's not. It's just very obvious that they're failing to cope.
No. I meant stealing the spotlight from Queen V.
I didn't steal it.
Yes. You've only been here two days, and everyone's doing everything you ask.
She's like…
…sort of a narcissist, isn't she?
Sort of? Didn't she just turn your wedding into her funeral?
Right.
Yeah.
What?
You don't take compliments well.
Sorry, what part of that was a compliment?
-The funeral wedding? -When I said you were impressive!
Oh my God, that's… Uh… Who… who does take compliments well?
I take compliments well.
Go ahead.
I don't know, it's, like, kind of a
bad omen to get married during a death ceremony, so…
-Good thing you're not superstitious then. -Yeah, good thing, good thing.
Good thing I haven't had this awful feeling ever since I got here
that something bad is gonna happen.
Yeah, but this is a bad thing, isn't it? Victoria's death.
No, it's… it's something else.
-Okay. -The feeling hasn't… gone away.
I'll keep an eye out for other bad things.
-There's one. -Oh.
What?
I was worried that you'd be, like, an evil bitch who hated me
for marrying your ex, but you're not. So…
Okay. You don't give compliments well either.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
So what the fuck are we gonna do with this?
Sometimes it's easier to speak truthfully
if you don't have to look someone in the eye.
-So you will talk to that. -Gotta be quiet. They're having a meeting.
You'll each go around
and tell it how you feel,
and it will absorb your pain
and grief, and
then we will release it.
Okay.
Who wants to go first?
I can go.
"Victoria."
"You're an incredible woman."
"You are the Cunningham family,
and you will leave a hole in this family that shouldn't be filled,
not only because it would be impossible but because this is the end of an era
and it should be honored as one."
"Your presence, strength, and unwavering courage
have shaped us in ways we will carry forever."
Um…
I've always, uh, revered you and Dad
and your life together and your marriage
and the way you… devote yourselves to each other.
And I always wanted to follow in your footsteps,
and I hope I'm doing that,
because I see the way that you protect each other,
and you've taught me the value in understanding someone so well
you know how to shield them from pain.
I know we haven't always seen eye to eye. Um…
I hope you love me for my flaws and missteps.
I, uh… I have found a way to love you for yours.
I love you, Mom, and… and I'll miss you.
The time we missed two days in Santorini
because of my failure to admit that I'd been wrong…
and missing your 32nd birthday for an inconsequential business trip.
I am
terribly, terribly sorry.
I will make sure that my future children know you.
I will make sure to keep family traditions alive.
I will take care of Somerhouse.
I will make sure you live on forever in our hearts
and in the hearts of those who knew you.
I know that we only just met, and…
…I'm very sorry to lose you.
You've been such a great mother to Nicky, and, you know,
I think it's… it's true what you said about
children absorbing their mothers and vice versa.
This is the cake Rachel bought to say sorry
for thinking we're a family of murderers.
Nicky is so loving because of you.
And he's so lucky that he had you and Dr. Cunningham
to show him where he came from
and how to love and how to be loved.
Why… why is this door open?
I'm so glad that Nicky absorbed that from you
and that he got to grow up with this unconditional love.
I can't imagine what that's like.
This is where Papa honors the dead animals.
He says the dogs can see. the dead animals.