Lights Out

Hey, kiddo.

Hey, Dad.

Are you coming home soon?

Yeah, uh, in an hour or so.

What's up? Where's Mom?

I don't think she's feeling good.

I know.

Don't worry. I'm working on getting her better, okay?

It's just...

She's been talking to herself.

Listen.

I will be home with you very soon,

and I am gonna get Mom better. I promise.

Okay.

- I'll see you soon, buddy. - See you soon.

You want anyone on overtime?

No. I got to, uh...

I gotta...

Just go ahead and close up.

Okay.

Very least, maybe you could get her to stop locking herself in the closet, okay?

Right. So, we don't call it an intervention, we call it a...

Paul?

I saw something.

This thing is really starting to take its toll on him.

- Paul! - One second, please.

What?

There was something in the back room.

What do you mean, "Something?"

Uh, I don't know.

It disappeared.

Esther, I really gotta deal with this, so...

Just go home, okay?

Be careful on your way out, okay?

Okay, so I'll be home in about, uh, an hour.

Okay.

Yeah. Bye.

Esther?

Okay.

Oh, no, no, no.

Come on!

Hey.

What are the chances we go again?

- Um... Slim to none. - Hmm.

About that.

- No? - No.

I'm gonna go take a shower.

Oh, yeah? Maybe I'll join you.

You'll smell like girly soap.

Hey.

- Marathon man. - I'm up.

Don't think you're staying.

Becca.

- Just one night? - Nope.

You're gonna kick me out in the middle of the night.

You're gonna be okay. You're not a puppy.

I thought I was your boyfriend.

"Boyfriend?"

Who said anything about "boyfriend"?

Uh, you're a guy, the only guy that I've been seeing.

It's been eight months.

Really? Eight months?

- Eight months. - Wow!

That officially puts you in first place.

How about I keep a pair of jeans here?

Nope.

Uh, a sock? I mean, just one sock, of course.

What are you gonna do with just one sock?

Is that a yes?

No! Get out of here. I have work tomorrow.

Not like having a sock here means you can't get rid of me.

Socks are not anchors.

Okay, I'm gonna see you tomorrow night at that gig.

Can we just agree to that, please?

Yeah, all right.

Are you still there?

I'll see you tomorrow.

You know, one of these nights, you could let me...

Love you, too.

Hey, sexy.

I like you.

A lot.

Is that all?

No.

There is one more thing.

So close.

Mom?

Mom?

I just don't know what to do about it.

I'm so sorry...

I really don't.

Mom?

Hey, Martin, what's up?

You okay?

Yeah, I will be, just gonna take a bit.

Did we wake you?

- What? - Hey.

You gotta go back to bed, sweetie.

The only ones that should be wandering the halls at this hour are grownups.

Good night, Martin.

She isn't answering.

Hey, Martin?

Is there someone else we can call for you?

It's just...

I didn't know you had a brother.

Yeah.

Are you Rebecca?

Uh, yeah.

I'm Emma. I'm with Child Services.

I was assigned to Martin after your father died last...

Stepfather.

- Excuse me? - He was my stepfather.

My dad ran off when I was 10, and did not come back.

If we could just talk about Martin for a minute?

How is he when he's at home? Is he sleeping?

I wouldn't know. I don't live there.

So, it's just your mother in the house, then?

Yeah.

How is she holding up?

Um, well, she's taking her antidepressants,

if that's what you're asking.

Okay, and how bad is it?

This depression?

I'm sorry, is Martin okay?

'Cause you're grilling me like he has a black eye or something.

He fell asleep in home room this morning.

For the third time in the past week.

Okay, excuse me.

Hey.

You showed up.

Yeah.

I didn't know if you would.

Okay.

Uh, where's Mom?

Martin, I know you and your mother are going through a lot.

And it's harder for you because you can't talk to Mom about it.

Maybe you even tried to help her?

If you ever wanna talk about it, I'm here, okay?

This is why you left.

Isn't it?

Uh, no, my deal was a lot more complicated.

Okay.

Let's go. I'll get you home.

Your home?

Or Mom's?

Where you live.

Hey.

You're gonna be okay.

Come on.

He'll be fine.

Okay.

- We'll be in touch. - Uh-huh.

Here we are.

You should let me stay at your place.

Just for a night.

Good luck with that one, buddy.

Um, you know what?

I do not think you're really gonna like it there.

'Cause I have these weird, kind of, scary posters on the wall.

I just need sleep.

We can talk about it. Yeah?

Any tips for the moms?

Uh, you are not coming in.

Come on, why not?

Because she's crazy.

Mom goes through phases like this. Just give her time.

Has she been social with anyone?

Someone keeps on coming over.

Good. Who?

Diana.

What did you say?

Her name is Diana.

Hey, I know what you're going through,

because Mom did the same thing to me when my dad left.

And I had really bad dreams about Diana.

But that's all that they are, okay?

Because she isn't real.

Becca, hi.

Hi, Mom.

What are you doing home, little mister?

She'll tell you.

He hasn't been sleeping.

Well, can you blame him?

Paul was everything to us.

Nearly everything.

Have you been seeing a therapist, Mom?

I am not gonna go to a stranger to talk about my problems.

I've gone through that before.

You remember?

Yeah, I do remember.

How long have you been off your meds?

Excuse me?

Yeah.

Do you think I wanted any of this to happen to me?

What about Martin? Have you thought about him?

Are you really gonna play the bad mother card with me?

You, of all people, huh?

Do you know what it's like to raise him without a father?

Look how you turned out.

I'm gonna give you a few days.