Mark Twain Tonight!

My husband died for nothing,

and I'm beginning to think I didn't even know him.

- What do you want to build, Jules?

Who do you want to be?

- I can't wait for you to screw up

so you can call me.

- Why does he have this? - It was your dad's.

- I don't believe exercise can be fun.

- Okay, in my dance class, we pose through the pain.

- I want to believe this was an accident,

but I just don't know.

- I have spent four months blaming the universe,

and maybe the one I really should be angry with is Matt.

- I don't know what you want me to say.

- I want you to tell me if you think he jumped.

Maybe!

Maybe.

How'd you get it again?

Special ops mission in Paraguay.

Top secret, I shouldn't even be talking to you about it.

- I thought it was a battle with a velociraptor

after your DeLorean broke down. - Nope.

How'd you get it again?

- We were dropping in by parachute

to maintain the element of surprise.

But unfortunately, the only thing

I caught by surprise was a jaguar.

- You ever gonna tell me what really happened?

- Just some stupid accident from when I was a kid.

How'd you get it again?

- You know, you never really talk about your childhood.

- Why are you awake? - The tragedy of my life.

Same.

Step Four.

I'm supposed to make a moral inventory,

which is basically a catalog

of all the not-good things I've done.

Mm.

- Every lie, every mistake, every insecurity.

And I'm supposed to be rigorously honest

so that I understand myself

and the choices I've made.

It's not fun.

- No, that sounds like literal hell.

It is,

which is why I'm watching "Real Housewives" instead.

- Is she throwing a welcome-home party

for her new boobs?

- Yep, that's what this show is.

It's like, these housewives pull these crazy stunts

to distract themselves from the fact

that they're barely functioning alcoholics.

I really missed my calling. - Mm-hmm.

What would your tagline be?

I'm Jules.

I may stab you in the front, but I'll always have your back.

That's good.

- Oh, what would mine be? -

Oh.

I'm Leigh.

If you want my advice, you won't have to ask.

Exactly.

You're killing it.

So why are you really up?

- I'm not sure if Matt's death was an accident.

- Hey. - Hey.

I got this for you.

It's my peace offering.

It was really nice...

of you to come to my birthday,

and I shouldn't have come at you like that.

- Ooh, oh. Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, my God.

- Sorry, that's gluten-free. It was all they had.

You suck at apologizing.

- Can I ask you something about Matt?

- If it's the same question you asked me

at your birthday, absolutely not.

I'm not doing that ---- again. - Yeah, no.

No one wants to... do that again.

I just want to...

know what he was like as a kid.

Why?

- Because I met him after college,

and I know a lot about the after,

not much about the before because he...

never wanted to talk about his childhood.

- You know, people who want to talk about their childhoods

are weird, so...

- I just want to know things about him

that I didn't get to know.

Like, he had this scar on his back,

and he said he got it when he was a kid,

so I was wondering-- - What are you--

What are you wondering?

- Matt said that his depression was biopsychosocial,

psycho being his personality--

- Maybe psycho is just your personality, Leigh.

- Psycho like psychology. - Oh.

Bio like biology, and...

the social was how he was raised,

so I'm just trying to understand

the family dynamic so that I can--

- What do you want me to tell you?

That my dad was too tired to go to my third grade recital?

Yeah, you got me.

Our childhood was a nightmare.

House on a cul-de-sac.

Uh... - Mm.

- Parents been married for 30 years.

- Okay, whatever. I'll just ask your mom.

- Don't--don't ask my mom about that.

Don't ask her what you asked me at the party.

Actually, don't ask her anything.

Like, at all. - She's still my mother-in-law.

- Is she? - Mm-hmm.

- You're saying that like you two

have an actual relationship.

You haven't even seen her since the funeral.

I don't know what's going on, but...

whatever meltdown you're having this week,

leave my mother out of it.

Leigh.

Hey, Bobby.

- Hi. - Hi.

Come, come in.

Hey.

- The cheesy mash should be done in a minute.

I made it with instant potatoes.

No lumps, just like your father made it.

- Mom, he made those, like, one time.

- Oh, your brother called. He'll be a few minutes late.

But we have the movie in the player already

for when he gets here. - Mom, can we just start?

I mean, he's seen it, like, 5,000 times.

He won't care.

- I have to-- Be right back.

Hey.

What's going on with you?

She just wants to celebrate your dad.

- Yeah, and he's bringing as much joy and happiness now

as he did when he was still alive.

I hate this day.

Don't want to have an anniversary party

for my dead dad.

I just want to... shove my feelings down

and ignore them like white people.

- Oh, well, tell me more about white people.

Mm-hmm.

Uh, white people like spreading smallpox through blankets

and taking improv classes.

I know that this is hard for you.

But I think it means a lot to your mom.

- Hey, Mom? You need some help?

Just a minute ago.

I know, right?

Okay. Okay, sweetie. See you then.

So that was Danny. He said he's gonna swing by.

Great.

So I have Earl Grey

or mint tea

or chamomile if you want.

I can, uh...

- Um, I--I'll just have whatever you're having.

Okay.

- I'm sorry I didn't come sooner.

- No, it's okay. It's a long drive.

So how are you? - How are you?

I really am sorry. I-I...

could have at least called.

Leigh, it's--it's okay.

This is hard.

And just as long as it doesn't take another

four long months for your next visit.

- No, it won't. I promise.

It's really nice being here.

Do you have any more...

pictures of Matt when he was a kid?

'Cause he never really kept many at the apartment.

Oh, honey.

How much time do you have?

Come, come, come.

Hi.

- Hi. - Hey.

- Oh, was it your jacket that we found at the party?

I can text Leigh and see if she's still at the house.

- What? No, uh...

I'm here for the dance party. - Oh!

Uh, awesome.

Yeah, just go get a spot. We're about to get started.

Okay.