YOU (You)

Previously on "You"...

- I love our little routine. -

Always the same, but never stale.

Your father was never consistent,

and you're still healing from that with my help.

And guess what.

Now that I've made our morning sacred,

you're actually writing.

One day, I'll tell you about Candace.

- She broke my heart. -

But you are good.

You make cheating a distant memory.

Peach is taking you out of town.

I need to save you.

License and registration.

Sorry, Spencer Hewitt.

Dispatch to Nico,

car's registered to an Ivan Mooney.

Kicked Ron out.

You're right, people don't change.

Peach has it out for me.

If I just keep being the perfect boyfriend,

you'll realize that life is so much healthier

away from this toxicity.

You have issues, okay?

Don't make your desperate,

unending need for attention about me.

It's freeing in a way to know for certain

what I have to do to protect you.

Anyone here?

I would do anything for you.

I'm not a bad person.

She was going to ruin you.

You're safe now, next to me.

That first perfect month...

We'd been to hell and back, we'd done the hard work,

and we were closer than ever,

we were living the dream.

Couldn't keep our hands off each other,

couldn't keep anything off each other.

I was ready to wait it out during the grief period,

no matter what that looked like.

But it only brought us closer together.

That month after the funeral was...

It was intimate.

Real.

Just made us more.

No doubt, awash with champagne...

But then, over the next few weeks...

Something happened.

Falafel.

Couldn't tell you the exact moment

things went wrong between us.

But, uh,

wrong they have gone.

So that's why you're here in therapy, to...

find out why your relationship went south?

Oh, it didn't just go south.

It's over.

And I wanna know why.

Listen, here's the deal.

Don't think of this as an office or me as a shrink.

We're just two dudes, you know, shooting the shit.

Why don't we start...

When things were good with you two?

- Hmm, my first kiss? - Good question.

I was 14, and I was going out

with this, um, boy Matt.

You know, we told each other all the good stuff.

He was so sweet, and we went to see, um,

"Hitch" together...

And I was waiting for him to make the move.

Waiting... so, what, that was your first kiss?

No, it was two nights later on a school camping trip,

in a tent in the rain,

with his best friend, Chad.

- Oh, Chad. - I know.

- Chad. - I know.

I mean, but Chad, he just... he went for it,

and I've always had trouble with that kind of thing,

the whole good guy versus bad boy bit.

Don't look at me that way.

Trust me, I wish I could have a redo.

I still feel like a hootsie for it.

A hootsie?

That should totally be a word.

No real words?

- Only fake ones. -

- Punklassical. - Photobomb.

- Ravey. - We connected on every level.

It doesn't get any better.

Everythingship.

I love that.

It's like our word.

Everythingship.

And now...

A meeting of the minds,

bodies, and souls.

Okay, Beck, ready?

Wha...

It can't be.

Are we redoing my first kiss?

We're redoing your first kiss.

Wow.

I'm finally gonna kiss the right guy.

It was an everythingship, it really was.

We were in a really healthy place.

I mean, I'd even stopped

relying on the, you know, like, these certain crutches.

- Crutches? - Yeah.

Checking social media,

sneaking a peek at a locked screen and...

It was time to stop 'cause we were real.

- I just needed to... - Trust?

Sure.

I'll see you after work.

Yeah, about that.

I may have gotten fired from the yoga studio.

- May have? - Oh...

I got fired.

Apparently I fell asleep leading Savasana.

- It's fine. - I can find another job.

- I can... - Come work at Mooney's.

I know, I know. Big step.

Joe.

Come on, it's perfect.

Flexible hours, you have time to write.

I wanna help.

I can't ask that of you.

Well, you're not asking, I'm offering.

But big steps feel right in an everythingship.

Yeah, yeah, I get that.

Oh, don't worry about this.

I'm in early stages of asymptomatic glaucoma,

so I got a prescription.

I swear, this makes me such a better listener.

They should do a study.

So what happened next?

Ooh, hey, Ethan?

Do you mind taking a picture of us?

Uh, I'm sorry,

I think I just need to sit down.

I, um, pre-gamed the new Safran Foer

by reading "Eating Animals,"

and I'm test driving veganism now,

and I'm just feeling a little faint.

Both: Oh.

Of course.

You two are absolutely adorable,

and I am a lonely vegan island.

Someone needs a burger.

Or somewhere to put his meat.

- Oh. - Okay, that was bad.

I meant it sympathetically.

We have a hashtag now?

- Too much? - It's perfect.

What happened next was we were doing great.

It was safe to open up about the very hardest things.

You know, uh,

Peach went on a date with JSF in high school.

I thought that grief was really the last frontier.

Apparently, he ate pork belly.

Very scandalous.

And Peach always said th...

Um...

You can talk about her, you know.

Yeah, I know.

You haven't mentioned her since the funeral.

It's been over a month.

And we were at that frontier together.

Actually, I think I...

I'd rather save it for therapy, if that's okay.

Therapy?

Except, it turns out, we weren't.

Yeah, I... I used to go about a year ago,

but I stopped, but then after Peach,

I thought it was worth it

to go for a bit.

I mean, honestly,

Dr. Nicky's been really helpful

dealing with my grief.

I think we need more stars.

- They're in your office, right? - Yeah.

Don't get me wrong...

There's nothing wrong with going to therapy,

it's just, it's a bit troubling

when your partner hides something from you.

Don't you agree, Dr. Nicky?

I hear you, Paul.

Not cool.

Forgive me, Beck, but for the purposes

of this session with your therapist,