This Is Us

Previously on This Is Us...

I haven't had a happy life. Some would call it sad,

but I don't.

Why did you choose to get drunk?

You embarrassed me in front of my friends.

Deja, your mom might not be coming back for a while.

What do you mean? Yes, she will.

I'm pregnant.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Nice to meet you. - Hey. Come on in.

- How are you? - Thank you. Very good.

Okay. Right here is where the babies sleep.

We got Randall right here, next to Kevin and Kate.

And we are absolutely getting a changing table

in case you're wondering, which obviously, you are,

coming to check on prospective adoptive parents.

- I'm gonna stop talking. - Yeah. We're really excited.

So excited.

- Hi. - Hey, Paula.

Evening, Jack. Just wanted to stop in

for a quick little checkup on Randall.

Come on in.

Kevin just about bit my freaking nipple off.

Hey, look, it's Paula.

- Hi, Paula. - Hi.

- Come on in. - How's he doing? Hi.

Oh, he's good. He's great.

Hi, Paula.

- How are you? - Good.

This is leftover from yesterday. Now, we don't usually give

Randall too much sugar.

I just figured, for a first birthday...

Rebecca, your kids can have birthday cake.

I won't hold it against you.

- Okay, thanks. - So, the judge,

he has all this paperwork?

Yes, along with my glowing recommendation.

Now, this next part is just a formality.

You'll go before Judge Bradley,

and he'll ask you a few questions, like,

"Do you wish to adopt this child?"

And you'll say, "Yes, we do."

- We need to commemorate this moment. - No, babe,

- I-I don't think we need anymore... - We need pictures.

- We need new pictures. - We're gonna get new pictures.

Okay. That's good.

Hang on.

I'm having a little trouble balancing your skin tones.

So, what are these for? First birthday?

No, they're for our adoption notice

for our son, Randall.

Bet you can't guess which one Randall is.

Sorry.

We don't get a lot of families that look like yours in here.

Either you're blown out, or Randall's a dark blob.

- Shh. - You know what? Just do your best.

- It happens a lot. - Yeah.

We got about 30 seconds... Before one of them craps, barfs,

- or all three just lose their minds. - Yep.

All right, big smiles on three.

One, two, three.

Steelers!

Face right.

The court accepts your guilty plea, Mr. Hill.

And since you are unable to post bail,

you'll be remanded until your sentencing hearing.

Do you understand?

You have no record.

Not so much as a traffic violation.

So, I must admit, I find this arrest rather disappointing.

What would you have me do, Your Honor?

On every corner,

there's someone selling,

so I buy... and I use.

If you had my life, you'd probably use, too.

Just a year ago, my mother was alive,

and my girl was alive,

and we were having a son.

Now, they're gone.

- They're all gone. - Mr. Hill...

So, I come here, and you tell me you're disappointed?

Well, guess what?

I am more disappointed.

I am the most disappointed man

you've ever met in your whole damn life.

So, if you want to lock me up, lock me up.

Put me inside, because there is nothing out here for me anymore.

Thanks.

No, we'll see you at 10:00.

- Who was that? - Uh, Linda.

Deja and me are meeting her at the clink this morning.

"The clink"? Baby, why you sound like a character from The Wire?

Because it's not fair, Beth.

I mean, Deja's 12 years old, and I got to take her to visit

a woman who thinks it's perfectly fine

to drive her daughter around

with an unlicensed gun in the glove compartment.

I know you're not looking forward to this, babe,

but it's court-ordered.

The woman's a criminal.

Who's also her mother.

You know what? I'm-a come with y'all.

I'm gonna just push my 10:00 and make sure...

No, nope. I-I got this. You go to work.

Somebody's got to pay for my cold brew habit.

These beans don't grow on trees.

You know, actually, they do.

I mean, technically, it's not a tree, but...

- I got it. - Okay.

Morning, Destiny's Children.

- Good morning! - Morning!

Hey.

You look very pretty.

- Nice dress. - Thanks.

Um... It's my mom's favorite.

Car bagel?

Let's go.

See you, guys.

- Bye, baby. - Bye, babe.

Who's driving? You or me?

Me?

Baby, what's up?

Hey, are you all packed for your flight?

I stocked up on all your favorites.

Even that weird tea that I can't say.

It's... ma-macha...

- Mach-ta? - Matcha.

Right. Um, also,

I'm-I'm trying to change my shift,

so I can pick you up from the airport.

Oh...

Yeah, uh... L-Listen, we might have to push that...

till next week, because there's this, uh,

there's this director out here

that my agent really wants me to meet.

Kevin, this is the third time you've pushed.

- I know. You're right. - Just be honest.

Do you even want to move out here?

What? Do I want to... of course I want to move out there.

What are you talking about?

Because it feels like you're stalling,

and it's getting ridiculous.

- Soph, listen... - Kev, you came to me.

You showed up at my door. I was doing just fine,

and you showed up, and you said all that stuff, and,

you know...

Crap, I have to go. Listen, just...

Let's just talk about it later.

- Okay? - Okay.

All right.

Hey, Soph, uh...

I just want to tell you that I love you.

So...

Soph?

Oh, Soph.

How long is he gonna take?

I don't... Yep... yep.

- What's up, Mount Keverest? - Kev!

All right, make it quick, all right?

Because I got to go home and pack.

I'm flying to New York tonight to promise Sophie

that I would fix things with her, so...

Okay, you're gonna want to sit for this.

Follow me.

So, this is it? This is the big surprise?

You guys have just, you know, give up, fashion-wise?

Okay.

One...

A-two...

- A-three. - A-three.

Uh...

We're pregnant.

You're preg...

- W-We're pregnant. - Oh, my God!

This is amazing! What am I doing over there?

- Ten weeks. - This is great.

- I-I'm shocked. - Oh, yeah!

All right, this is fantastic.

I mean, is he gonna be the best dad ever?

- I don't know. - Uh, yeah.

Giving the best fatherly advice.

Can you see him?

Yeah, I can.

- Act... I really, I can. - I don't know.

Uh, no, I think so. And you're gonna read bedtime stories.

- Shh... Hey. Hey, sweetie. - Shh, shh, shh..

Pearsons?

- We're here, we're here. - That's us.

Shh, shh, it's okay.

Hi.

- Sorry, there's a few of us. - Hello.

I have read your report,

and I have some questions about your home visits.

Uh, I'd like to speak with your social worker,

"Paula Miller"?

She's not here, sir.

Uh, she told us that everything you would need

could be found in our file.

Hmm.

Well, as I said, I have some questions.