[Joe] Previously on You...
[Beck] Everyone just calls me Beck.
And you're Joe...
Goldberg.
People find "the one." I believe that.
I was in love once. Candace. She broke my heart, Beck.
I should've seen the signs.
But we never do.
Exhibit A. Claudia. Single parent.
You think she knew Ron was a shitbag when she fell in love?
You're a freak.
So, stay away from Paco, because if you don't,
I'll grab a steak knife and I'll cut those freak eyes out.
[Joe] A guy needs to protect himself.
I had to be sure you're safe.
I just need to know who you really are.
-You're smart. -[Beck] Shit!
My phone!
I must've dropped it in the subway.
[Joe] Except in the ways you are really not.
Like not locking your phone.
And that means I'm still logged into you.
Maybe we could get a drink sometime?
Sure.
[Joe] Hell, maybe I'm just a fool in love. It just feels right.
I'm going to help you get the life you deserve.
You have questionable taste in friends.
Hey, man, I'm thinking maybe...
[Joe] You fall for the wrong men.
Get up on the fence.
Beck, were you ever sleeping with your therapist?
Yes. I cheated.
But it's over now.
What he did to me, one of these days, he's gonna do to you.
Maybe he'll do whatever the hell he did to Candace.
I need you to tell me what happened with Candace.
[Joe] Why? What does that even matter?
Because there's no evidence that she was in Italy at all.
No one's heard a single word from her since she left.
[Joe] I know you.
You won't stop asking questions until I do something about this.
[Beck] What the hell?
[gasps]
I'll call you later.
[Joe] This, Beck, is between me and you.
Joe! Joe!
[door opens]
-[Mooney] Move! -[Joe] Mr. Mooney--
-[Mooney] Move! -[Joe] I was just organizing the shelf.
You think you knew my business better than I do?
Get in! And you'll stay in until you understand.
-[Joe] Understand what? -Who I am to you.
Joe!
[panting]
Joe!
I'm here.
Joe...
why...
am I in here?
That's good.
Because we're talking. We're getting it out in the open.
-You hit me! -I'm sorry.
Beck, I'm sorry.
I didn't want you to freak out.
Joe! I am locked in a glass cage!
Temporarily.
-How long? -What?
How long are you gonna keep me in here? If this is just temporary.
Honestly, I haven't thought that far ahead. I...
I need to know that I can trust you.
To see the truth.
What truth is that?
Everything I have done, I have done for you.
Even this?
Even this.
[Joe] Oh, God.
I wish I knew what you were thinking.
Tell me.
What's in the box? Tell me.
Tell me I'm crazy.
Tell me you didn't kill Benji.
Tell me you didn't kill Peach.
If you knew what I knew.
[Beck sobbing]
Shit, Beck, that's right. You have no idea.
I promised you the truth and I'm gonna give you that.
Wait, Joe! Don't leave!
I'm not. We're gonna get through this.
Joe?
Joe! No, Joe! Joe! Joe!
[Joe] That could've gone worse.
I knew you'd be scared.
That's why I tried to protect you from the truth.
Now I need to protect us from the world...
[cell phone chiming]
...long enough to work this out.
So business as usual is the best cover.
As far as your friends are concerned, you're going off the grid.
And it wouldn't be a true social media detox without announcing it to the world.
I'll be back soon. The basement is off-limits
until I finish open-heart surgery on a first-edition Sylvia Plath.
Nice. What kinda condition she in?
Fragile. Very fragile.
Evidence. Evidence is all I need to prove to you that I'm not some sicko.
I'm your protector. You'll see.
[siren wailing]
[indistinct chatter on radio]
Let's skip the "nothing to see here," get straight to moving along.
No, this is my building. That's my neighbor, Claudia.
-[officer] Your neighbor, huh? -[Joe] Yeah.
So then you know the piece of shit who gave her a concussion?
-Yeah, his name is Ron. -I know who he is.
[Joe] That's him. Why is he not in the back of your cruiser?
[officer] Victim insisted it was an accident.
She has a kid. Paco. Where is he?
I didn't see any children in there. Probably for the best.
[breathing heavily] Joe. You can't leave me in here.
I'm... I'm not. I'm sorry.
It's pointless to try to explain anything to you without evidence. So...
no more secrets. Ask me anything.
So we both knew Benji was a dick, right? What you didn't know...
He was a murderer. He killed an innocent kid.
[Benji on laptop] He's playing dead. He's playing dead. Oh, shit.
No remorse. I fully maintain he was sociopathic and dangerous.
Dangerous for you. And Peach, she was obsessed.
She was hoarding these. For years.
She needed to own you, to trap you, to make you her pet.
And what happened once she was gone?
You blossomed. You were published.
I get why you'd be freaked. They're all stuffed in like this.
But they're just mementos, you know? Like holding onto an old photograph.
Or you wearing my shirt to sleep.
You can't tell me that's so crazy. It's the stuff of a million love songs.
I know this is a lot. Honestly, I'm terrified sharing this with you.
But if we're being honest,
your life has been better since you met me.
You just didn't know how or why until now.
Beck, I love you.
And loving someone means you will do anything for them.
Benji's.
I had to burn his body.
And Peach?
She tried to kill me. That was straight-up self-defense.
-It was self-defense-- -Oh, God! [sobbing]
No, please don't.
-Please! -[Joe] No, no, no, calm down. Please.
-Please don't hurt me! -[Joe] Please calm down.
No, you don't understand. Please calm down. Beck--
-[Beck] You killed them! -Beck! Beck! Beck!
-You're a murderer! You freak! -No, that's not true.
-Get away from me! -[Joe] No, you--
-Please don't hurt me. -[Joe] You don't understand.
I would never hurt someone I love.
Tell that to Candace, you sick fuck!
You're not listening.
Help!
Help me, please! Please!
Good morning.
-[shrieks] Get away! -Jesus! It's okay.
What were you trying to do to me?
I was just making it cozy. Look.
You were sleeping so deep. I didn't want to disturb you.
Well...
consider me disturbed.
[Joe] Here, I brought you breakfast.
[Beck] Somehow, being inches from a bucket of my own pee has...
killed my appetite.
Oh, well, I emptied the bucket.
In case you ever doubt what I'm willing to do for love.
And you're not gonna want to pass up avocado toast from Dudley's.
And coffee how you like it.
I always wondered what that was for.
Oh, yeah.
Mooney claims he built it for secure cash transactions.
I never saw anybody down here but me.
I spent a lot of time in here when I was younger.
I was always getting into trouble. Mooney...
He...
He was my Mr. Miyagi.
If Miyagi was a Soviet prison guard.
Who am I to you?
-You're an asshole. -Yes. But who else do you have?
Your father, who used your armpit for an ashtray?
Your mother, who never did anything to stop him?
Or maybe you miss that insect-ridden group home that drove you to my doorstep.
[scoffs] You don't care about me.
This place could be your salvation.
Here, you're safe...
surrounded by the greatest works of humanity.
With no choice but to absorb...
...the wisdom of better men.
Beck, in the end, the cage was a good thing for me.
I'm hoping it'll be the same for you. Look, hence, typewriter, paper.
No distractions.
It's the low-tech writer's retreat you always wanted.
I feel bad for you, Joe.
[Joe] Was that pity? Disgust? Empathy?
Beck, I am really putting myself out there.
The least you could do is acknowledge that.
[Ethan] Hey! Not today, little man. Hey! Look at me.
Are you out of your mind? What do you think you're doing?
Get your hands off him.
I caught this punk trying to steal the gun from the register!
Okay, all right. It's not loaded.
Oh, it's loaded.
I'll handle it.
Sit. This is not a toy.
-I know. I'm not dumb. -[Joe] I think you are.
I think only an idiot tries what you just pulled.
I know why you want a gun, Paco.
Even if you don't kill yourself with this thing first,
the second you use it on Ron, your life is over.
That is the definition of dumb.
I'm sorry.
I know that was harsh.
[keys jingling]
It's a key to my place. You can go there. It's safe.
Cool down. Crash as long as you need to. And we'll talk about this later.
[cell phone chimes]
I'm not thinking straight and it's your fault.
Beck, I can only buy us so much time.
And my patience is wearing thin.
[Annika] Joe, where have you been?
-Hey. -Hey.
Let's skip the small talk. I just want to know if Beck is okay.
-Wait, what do you mean "okay"? -We had a fight. I haven't heard from her.
Oh, I think it's okay to tell you she's on a writing retreat.
-Yeah. -[both chuckling]
[Annika] It's all good, relax. She's not texting us either.
-Okay. -I just wanna know she's safe.
-[Annika] Yeah. -[Lynn] Yeah.
What was the fight about?
Uh...
[sighs] I caught her cheating. With her therapist.
-[Annika] No way. -What?
-Oh, my God. No way. -Dr. Nicky? Is she kidding?
-Beck! -Whoa. Joe, I am so sorry.
-Yeah. I'm so sorry. -[Annika] So sorry.
-[Lynn] We had no idea. -I thought we could work through it.
But then she ghosted me.
Wait. When she texted, she said that her retreat was therapeutic.
-You don't think that she's still-- -I mean, yeah.
Wow.
[chuckles]
I really thought you two were endgame.
It just kinda shakes your faith, you know? I don't know.
Do you really believe that Beck and I are the real deal?
Joe, I've known Beck a long time, and I have...
I've never seen her happier.
Or, like, more grounded or whatever.
[Annika] I really think that you bring out the best in her.
I think she brings out the best in me, too.
Hey, maybe it's not so bad.
Maybe she's really on a writing retreat, you know?
Or maybe she's just trying to dodge that PI
'cause she doesn't feel like talking about Peach.
PI? What do you mean?
Apparently a Salinger would never commit suicide,
-according to the Salingers. -It is so messed up.
They hired this guy.
He's been asking Lynn and I all of these questions.
He even used the term "foul play." Can you believe that?
Joe, we both know what you did. Why are you surprised?
I'm not gonna finish these wontons. You want 'em?
Okay.
Thank you.
I recommend the ponzu. The sweet-and-sour is too sour.
Noted.
You haven't started writing.
I'm still waiting for that surge of inspiration I was promised.
You seem like you're doing a little better.
[chuckles]
Maybe it's relative.
Yeah.
I caught Paco trying to steal a gun from the register today.
What? Why?
Ron put Claudia in the hospital.
So Paco... I tried talking to him. I think I just made him angrier.
Well, you got your girlfriend locked up in a cage, a PI snooping around...
and you're worried about your neighbor's kid.
I know. It's pretty dumb.
[Beck] No.
It's sweet.
Joe,
I know...
there's a good heart in there, somewhere.
Joe?
Yeah?
I have to pee.
[Joe] Oh, no, tell me you're not using
Henry Pelham's cartography as a seat cover.
Sorry, I couldn't find any Dan Brown.
-Yeah. I'll get-- -Joe?
Can I...
Can I just please use the bathroom?
Please. This is dehumanizing.
You can trust me.
Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.
-Joe? -[Joe] I can't.
I'm sorry.
Joe.
Joe, please.
-[Joe] I'll be back in a little bit. -Shit. Shit, shit, shit.
[crying] I am so stupid.
This whole time, I was wrong.
How did I not see this?
[Joe] If you see this place as a prison, that's all you're gonna be, a prisoner.
If you see it as an opportunity for introspection and growth,
voilà, we have a future together.
You say you're a writer. I fell in love with a writer.
Maybe you should be writing.
What now, Joe? You're gonna go jerk off to my panties?
Or do you need to cut someone up before you can get hard?
[screams]
[Beck] How the hell did you end up here?
[Joe] Your life has been better since you met me.
You just didn't know how or why.
You paint me out to be this monster.
Someone who could hurt people, who could do terrible things.
[typing]
[Beck] "You used to wrap yourself In fairy tales
Like a blanket
But it was the cold you loved
Sharp shivers as you uncovered The corpses of Bluebeard's wives
Sweeter goosebumps as Prince Charming
Slid one glass slipper Over your little toes
A perfect fit
But by the schoolyard, real princesses Floated by you on fall winds
You saw the gulf Between you and the rich girls
And vowed to stop believing In fairy tales
But the stories were in you Deep as poison
If Prince Charming was real If he could save you
You needed to be saved From the unfairness of everything
When would he come?
The answer was a cruel shrug In a hundred fleeting moments
The sneer on Stevie Smith's face When he called you a fat cow
Uncle Jeff's hand squeezing your ass In the Thanksgiving kitchen
The accusation in your father's eyes When you told him what happened
From every boy masquerading as a man That you let into your body, your heart
You learned you didn't have Whatever magic turns a beast into a prince
You surrounded yourself With the girls you'd always resented
Hoping to share their power And you hated yourself
And that diminished you even more
And then, right when you thought You might just disappear
He saw you
And you knew somewhere deep It was too good to be true
But you let yourself be swept
Because he was the first Strong enough to lift you
Now in his castle you understand
Prince Charming and Bluebeard Are the same man
And you don't get a happy end Unless you love both of him
Didn't you want this?
To be loved? Didn't you want him to crown you?
Didn't you ask for it? Didn't you ask for it?
So say you can live like this
Say you love him Say thank you
Say anything but the truth
What if you can't love him back?"
[Joe] What if you're not the one?
No, now is not the time to abandon principles.
[camera shutter clicks]
I have to believe love conquers all,
and if you love me, it's only a matter of time.
But time is not on our side.
I don't want to think worst-case.
I don't like having to scour your place
for evidence that'd link me to your disappearance.
It's all starting to feel a little dirty.
'Cause I'm not doing it for you anymore.
I'm doing it for me.
And I'm not a selfish person.
You said you believe I have a good heart, "somewhere."
I hope you don't mind if I take a minute to look for it.
Claudia?
Joe. What are you doing here?
I'm looking for Paco. Is Ron around?
No. And I was hoping that Paco went to find you.
I lost my cell phone when...
Nurses said they tried calling the apartment but nobody answered.
So you have no idea where your son is?
Jesus, Claudia.
So damn easy to judge, huh? Who the hell are you?
I'm the only one in this city who cares about your son, apparently.
Why do you do this?
Why do you protect the man who does this to you over your child?
Over and over? You're his mother.
Mothers are supposed to protect their children from men like him.
I don't need a concerned neighbor bursting in here
and blaming me for my own concussion.
Ron has connections. He's made threats.
You wanna know why he's still in the picture?
I stand up to him, I lose my boy.
I'm sorry. I didn't know that.
[Claudia] Yeah, of course you didn't.
You have no idea what it takes to live my life.
They don't write books about women like me.
No one would think to.
[man] Joe Goldberg?
[Joe] Hello, PI.
Have we met?
Hi. I work for the family of Peach Salinger.
-Just a couple quick questions. -Okay, sure. Of course.
How well did you know Peach?
[Joe] He's asking, but he knows already.
Not well. Through my ex, Guinevere Beck.
Well enough to be saddened by her passing.
You been to her house in Greenwich?
That's where she died, right? No, no. I heard about it through Beck.
I know that Peach was having a hard time when they were out there. Um...
Yeah. I think you should talk to Beck.
I've been trying to get ahold of Beck, actually.
Yeah, well, we broke up...
[chuckles] so I'm not really in touch.
In fact, if you found me, that means you probably found Lynn, Beck's friend.
She's the one to ask.
Beck, she might be out of town, writing. She does that.
So, good luck. It was nice to meet you.
You spend a lot of time at her place when she's out of town?
[Joe] Shit.
Well, I...
He saw me.
I still have a key. No, in fact, I had a key.
I returned it last night.
Should I be worried? Are you following me?
Your ex ever tell you that Peach had a stalker?
I mean, I know... I remember the awful Central Park incident.
Peach was attacked, right?
But I wasn't aware it was anything more than a random robbery.
The same individual may have been in the house the weekend Peach died.
Seriously?
Found an item. We're testing it for DNA now.
Wow.
That would be crazy.
I forgot the goddamn jar.
Well, if it's true, I hope you find the guy.
I should've pissed myself.
Let me know if there's anything I can do.
Thanks, Joe. You mind calling if you think of anything else?
Yeah.
And does urine even hold DNA?
Will do, Ross. Yeah.
One thing I learned from my own time in a cage, Beck.
Never let yourself panic.
No matter how bad it is, you find a way to stay calm and keep your wits.
[car engine starts]
I've been stupid to be mad.
I messed up, and you're trying to help me do better.
I know it's hard to understand,
but sometimes we do difficult things out of caring for someone.
I know the demons that drive you.
I have them, too.
It takes discipline...
to prevail.
That's why I work you so hard, why I demand perfection.
My love for the books. Respect.
I'm trying to teach you a code to live by so that you don't end up like your father.
And when I fail, you lock me in.
Exactly.
Because I love you.
I only hope it'll be enough.
Hey.
Hey, I'm sorry that I went a little crazy before.
What's for dinner?
What's wrong? What happened?
You remember the PI? He paid a visit.
You should've seen him.
I don't think he bought a word I said.
I'm not a killer.
I didn't plan this.
If I was some premeditated, cold-blooded monster,
I wouldn't have missed anything that would come back to bite me in the ass like this.
What did you miss?
It doesn't matter.
Unless it does, in which case you'll know because I'll go to prison.
You might get exactly what you want.
I'll go down for something I did for you.
And you'd love that, right? I mean, that's what you think of me.
No. That's not true.
You're not a monster, Joe. I know I've said some stuff, but...
Come on, you can't expect me to be chill. I mean, look at us.
For the record,
I don't hate you.
I am trying so hard to understand you.
Can you blame me if I need a little help getting there?
What about Paco?
If you go to jail, the kid is screwed, right?
You think that's what I want?
You're the only person who is there for him.
I think about what happens to people who don't have anyone.
Joe, for Paco, okay?
Let's try and figure out a way through this so that you can...
So that we can be there for him.
[knock on door]
Claudia! Just open the door. I want to...
Just want to talk to you. Just...
Hey, let me in. Just wanna...
[Paco grunts]
[panting]
[Ron] You little piece of shit!
Paco.
Paco, come here. I want to talk to you.
Paco, come here. Not gonna hurt you.
-Paco? -[Ron] Paco!
Get over here. I wanna talk to you.
Paco, come out here.
[breath trembling]
You're dead.
[Joe] Hey, Ron.
[grunts]
[coughing]
-[Paco] Joe! -[Joe] Paco!
[both breathing heavily]
Okay. This is what I need you to do so no one finds out about this,
because people are not really gonna believe us
about the way it happened, right?
Okay, there's blood in the hall.
You clean that up with soap and water, and then hit those spots with bleach.
Really pour it on, all right?
Now, this next part might sound a little weird,
but I think it might do the trick.
See this? It's Ron's phone.
I'm gonna be texting your mom from it.
Maybe Ron's boss, a few of his friends.
So they think he's still alive.
Exactly. So I'm gonna keep that going.
I'm gonna take it far away from here, get rid of it.
All you have to do is say you don't know where he is.
[breathing heavily]
Shit.
Ron will never hurt or scare you or your mom ever again.
And I'm sorry. I'm so sorry you had to see that.
But it's over.
It's all over now, forever. Right?
He was a bad man.
Yeah.
He was.
Does that mean it was right to kill him?
Sometimes...
we do bad things for the people we love.
Doesn't mean it's right. It means love is more important.
Hey, go home.
I believe that, Beck. Love is more important.
But the world is a cruel place.
If I get caught for any of this, I doubt a jury will see it the same way.
-And you? -[typing]
Will you?
There you are!
Read this, Joe.
A blind-verse rendition of your love story with Dr. Nicky?
Keep reading.
What exactly is this?
It's the story of everything that happened
once I started having an affair with my therapist.
I was broken and trusting and I needed help.
And he, little did I know, he was obsessive and very sick,
and would stop at nothing to get closer to me.
And if you skip to the end, there's this part
where I talk about a box of mementos that I found on Nicky's property.
Evidence. A jar of teeth.
Joe, don't you see? Nicky is your way out, Joe.
Our way out.
It's perfect.
I get it now.
-You get what? -[Beck] You.
You did everything... for me.
No one has ever loved me the way that you love me.
I mean, you gave me everything.
Let me give this to you.
I mean it. I understand.
I was scared. I could've done something...
something really stupid when I found that box.
But this...
This gave me time to think.
I hurt you. I scared you.
I understand if you hate me.
I love you, actually.
More than ever.
And I can wait until you're ready. It's not so bad in here.
You take care of me.
And no one has ever taken care of me before.
Not like you.
That's all I ever wanted to do.
[Beck] And when you're ready, we can take my story public,
and then you and I, we can go somewhere and start our life...
[stammers] And I haven't thought beyond that.
But, Joe, I...
I know that I am better with you than without you.
[softly] Beck.
If you were in here, this would be our moment to kiss as, like,
the music swells and everything.
But I know...
I know you don't trust me enough yet.
I get it.
[sighs] We're crazy.
[keys jingling]
[door unlocking]
[Joe groans]
Beck!
[sobs] Wait, wait, wait, please. Wait, I know you're angry. I know.
You have no idea what I am, you fucking psychopath.
I knew it was too good to be true.
What, all the nice things I said to you while I was locked in a cage?
You actually believe that all of this is somehow justified.
It is.
[Beck] You are insane.
You think that you did some bad shit and that I did some bad shit
and that this is equivalent?
Yeah, I lied. I cheated. But I didn't stalk you,
I didn't hit you. I didn't kill people. I didn't do any of this!
There's not a line in the world that I wouldn't cross for you.
I didn't ask you to swoop in for me.
But you did. Your life was a mess.
Yes, but it was my life.
And I didn't need some sociopath on a white horse to clean house.
I mean, what gives you the right? You thought that I would be grateful?
You...
you are him.
You are the bad thing.
You are the thing that you should have killed.
If you let me out, we can just talk.
You know what I think? I think that this was all just an excuse.
An excuse to justify creeping into girls' lives
and violating the shit out of them.
I think you love it. The power.
-You love it! -No.
-No, I don't. -[Beck] I think that this...
this was the perfect excuse to take out people like Benji and Peach,
who've always looked down on you and your whole miserable life.
-God, but you-- -No.
You are not special.
You're broken.
I could never love you.
Rot in there, you psychotic asshole.
You're gonna spend the rest of your life in jail.
[Paco] Joe?
[Beck] Help!
Help! Help!
Paco! Paco, thank God. I need your help. Open this door right now.
Joe, he is downstairs. And he's crazy.
Joe?
Paco, he has killed people. He's gonna kill me.
Open this door right now.
Paco, open the door! Open the door, please!
Please! Paco, no! No, Paco!
No!
Keys. Keys.
[gasps]
When Mooney locked me in, I learned a big lesson.
Hide a spare key so you can get out of the goddamn cage.
-I didn't want it to be like this, Beck. -[Beck] I know.
I know. Just...
put me back in there.
[shrieks]
[Ethan] These have been selling like crazy.
[woman] Is it true she worked here?
[Ethan] Yeah, it's true. I knew her well.
[woman] I'm so sorry. It's really tragic.
It's pretty weird when someone dies
and you literally can't get away from them on the news.
Enjoy the book. She was a really good writer.
[Joe] You really were, Beck.
I miss you so much.
It's been a weird four months. I had to do a lot for you, in the end.
♪ I need my girl ♪
[Joe] You wrote the story. All I did was bring it to life.
The story was perfect, so everyone believed it.
-[reporter 1] There he is! -[people clamoring]
[reporter 2] Doctor! Doctor! What drove you to murder Guinevere Beck?
Yes, she was definitely having an affair with her therapist.
That evil [bleep] .
You know, our friend Peach Salinger was trying to get Beck to stop seeing him.
So it's like, did that psycho kill Peach, too?
[Blythe] I received the manuscript in the mail.
It was odd, but far and away
the most moving prose I'd read since Zadie's second-to-last.
It was also the most horrifying,
because I came to understand
that Beck was illuminating her very own imminent murder.
That's when I knew.
I had to show it to my literary agent right away.
[Joe] It's true, maybe not everyone was completely convinced.
Bullshit.
[Joe] But you know what? Doesn't matter. The evidence was overwhelming.
Thanks to your hard work...
and mine.
It was the last thing we ever did together.
In the end, you couldn't love me.
I feel at peace with that now
because I loved you the absolute best that I could.
And I gave you what you wanted. I feel good about that.
I helped you become the writer you so wanted to be.
Your lurid memoir of Dr. Nicky was the lead,
but I cobbled that manuscript together
from every one of your pieces fit to print.
The book is yours, Beck, and it made you famous.
It's sad you're not here to see it.
But I know you would be so happy.
So, California.
[Joe] That's great, you know?
You got the job. Paco's gonna love it.
Yeah, I think so. Weather's so good.
So, Ron.
Disappeared into thin air. I don't get it.
But, you know, everyone knew he was a troubled guy.
He had gambling debts. Who knows? It's for the best.
I know I haven't always been the nicest about it,
but thanks for always being so good to my son.
[chuckles]
Yeah, it's nothing. Really.
I'll let you say goodbye.
[Joe] Hey, Pac.
I'll miss you.
Me, too.
Hey, you know, it's okay if things are hard sometimes.
You can still be a good person.
And have a really good life. That's what I want for you.
This is good. A fresh start.
You're gonna put the bad things behind you.
Yeah.
You, too.
[Joe] I'm trying. I am.
But I'll admit, it's getting harder to live with so much heartbreak.
And there are days I just don't believe in love.
I tell myself to keep my heart open.
That in the end, I was wrong about you.
Every relationship teaches us hard lessons, right?
That's their gift.
To make us ready for the day when someone, maybe the one, walks in,
who could truly love us...
and we could truly love them.
Well...
hello there.
Who are you?
You've got that hoodie. You don't like to be stared at.
But your legs are bare. You like a little attention.
Okay, I'll bite.
Hey, Bunny.
-Candace, you're-- -Alive.
Yeah.
So, I think we have some unfinished business to talk about.