Drop

You did this to yourself.

You need to listen to me.

You just need to listen.

T... To listen.

Yeah, you want to do it?

You want to do it?

Come on. You... You do it. You do it. Go on.

That's it. That's it. Show me how you do it.

Go on. That's it.

Okay, go ahead.

Come on, shoot me.

Shoot me! Come on, come on! You show me! Show me how you do it!

Come on!

Come on, shoot me!

Okay, let's go back a few seconds.

When you say that you're worthless,

who does that sound like to you?

I know.

We practiced this last week.

I know. I feel stupid talking to myself out loud.

We need to hear your voice.

Not his.

Okay.

Let's...

try something different.

Go to the top right corner of your screen

and press the "show self" view.

Okay.

Don't say anything.

Just focus on truly seeing

the woman who's staring back at you.

Everything she's been through.

How far she's come.

Who she was before the abuse.

Now try and tell me that she's worthless.

There you are.

Oh. Sorry to scare you. I just need to read your meter.

Oh. It's in the back. You can use the side gate.

Thanks.

I see more on Going Street

They don't walk for fun

They just got somewhere they'd rather be

And I don't know my left from right

I don't know which way to fight

But I know it's bound to catch me

If I never try

Uh-oh.

Silver turn to twilight...

Where could Toby be hiding?

Is he in here?

How about here?

I don't see Sir Toby anywhere.

Nowhere to be seen.

Take that!

Critical hit!

Oh, Toby.

Auntie Fun Times! Toby Tornado!

Hi, buddy. Hi.

Hi. What?

No, it's, uh... I didn't do my makeup yet.

It's not the makeup.

It's that.

This? No, don't worry.

We're gonna fix it.

"Fix it"?

God, this magazine is stressful.

Pretty sure I have half these disorders,

starting with abulia?

A-what-ia?

"The pathological inability to make decisions."

You know, I was at the store the other day,

and I'm in the deodorant aisle and I'm just staring

for like 20 minutes, I can't pick one.

When'd you start wearing deodorant?

You're hilarious.

Okay, better?

Oh, wow.

Oh, much worse.

Did you mean to dress like a candy cane?

You're... the meanest person in the world.

Yeah, well, I'm your sister. That's kind of my job.

Tell me you're at least

wearing something sexy under this.

Okay, that's a no.

Uh, I'm sorry. You know what? No, you look great.

No, I don't. I look like I'm going to play bingo in a rest home.

Stop. No, you don't.

I haven't been shopping in forever. All I have are work clothes.

I don't think I should go.

I mean, Toby's not feeling well, and I just feel like

I should stay here in case Vi, no.

He needs me tonight. It's just No, Vi.

Really bad timing. It's not... Vi, no, no, no.

Hey. Hey.

Look at me.

They're not all Blake.

Yeah.

It's just a date. Mm-hmm.

You know? You're just gonna go, and you'll have a nice dinner

and enjoy the company of the very handsome

and extraordinarily patient man

who's been talking to you for three months.

And if you're not feeling it, you just cut it short.

There's no harm, no foul. Okay.

But if it's going well...

Oh, yeah. Mm-hmm. Come here.

Uh... Come on.

If it's going well,

you're gonna be glad you're wearing this.

'Cause you deserve to be happy.

And you need to get laid.

It's getting kind of weird.

Mommy, the boogers are stuck in my nose!

Kid still doesn't know how to blow his own nose.

Yep.

All right, you put this on.

I'm gonna go deal with the boogers.

Thank you.

Yeah, of course.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Yeah. Salt it, salt it, salt it. Toby, look.

Okay, ready to go.

Wow, Mommy.

You look beautiful.

Thanks, little man.

You gonna be good for Auntie Jen?

Does he know about my dad?

Yeah, he does.

Okay.

But hey, how much do you love me?

This much!

I love you more.

Thank you. Yeah.

Um, okay, don't forget humidifier, um,

sound machine... Yes.

...and teeth brushed with actual toothpaste.

Of course, yes. We're gonna be fine, right?

We're gonna be fine.

Okay. Have fun.

Oh, and bedtime is 8:00 sharp. Big Sister is watching.

Okay, yes, ma'am. Have fun!

I love you both. Bye.

It's just a date.

Welcome to Palate.

Do you have a reservation with us tonight?

Uh, yeah. I think it's under Campbell.

Henry Campbell? Mm-hmm.

Here you are. For two?

He's running a little late. Is it okay if I wait for him in the bar?

Of course. Just head through the corridor. You'll see the bar straight ahead.

I'll come find you when the rest of the party arrives.

Okay, thanks. May I take your coat?

Oh, uh, yeah, that'd be great.

Thanks. Thank you.

Hi. Welcome to Palate.

Hi. Do you have a reservation?

Oh, my God! I'm so sorry.

All good. Thank you.

I should really watch where I'm going.

Yeah.

Can I get you something?

Um, oh, uh...

How's the house red?

Mm, Malbec's better. Malbec then. Thanks.

Oh, thank you.

Love... love that outfit, by the way.

Oh. My sister made me wear it.

Oh. First date?

That obvious?

Sure I can't get you something stronger?

I probably should stick with this

in case I have to make a run for it.

Right.

Diane? Richard.

Oh. I'm not Diane. Sorry.

Oh, no. Sorry. No, it's-it's okay.

Of course you're not her. Sorry.

No worries.

I'm doing a blind date, so...

Oh, wow, they still do those? Apparently they do.

If you, uh, get set up with the only woman in Chicago

who's not on social media. Wow.

I know. Crazy, right?

Yeah. Not even on, uh, Friendster.

I just dated myself. Facebook.

Wow.

It's kind of cool, though. Yeah.

I mean, mystery, it's kind of hard to come by these days.

That's a good way of looking at it.

I'm just kind of rusty at all this stuff.

I feel like I'm sweating. Am I sweating?

No.

You look great. Thank you.

You're very kind.

Um, hey. Well, to us.

Oh, yeah. To getting back out there.

Cheers. To getting back out there.

Cheers.

So, are you early or are they late?

- Um... - The same?