Goodrich

Shit.

Hello?

Andy.

Yeah. Naomi?

W-Wait, where are you? How come you're not home?

I'm-I'm sorry to wake you

in the middle of the night.

Hey, what's going on? Where are you?

Listen, I'm gonna tell you,

but I don't want you to freak out, okay?

Wait a minute, freak out?

What's going on? You're scaring me.

Are you okay?

Yeah. No, I'm okay. Um...

I'm gonna be fine.

But, Andy...

I'm in rehab.

No, hon, seriously, where are you?

-I'm in rehab. -You're what?!

No... That's why I said don't freak out!

Okay? I checked myself in, like, an hour ago.

Didn't you notice I didn't come home?

Wait a minute. Hold on. Wait.

Wait a minute.

What are you talking about?

Why would you...

Why would you be in rehab? For what?

Because I need help, Andy. Why else?

Wait a minute. What...

Wait a minute.

-What are you talking--I don't understand. -Okay, hold on.

-Are you telling me-- -Help with what?

This is amazing.

-You didn't know? -Know what?

-Oh, my God. Unbelievable. -Naomi, I don't know--

-Unbelievable. -I-I-I don't--

-Of course. -Thought you were lying there in bed with me.

No, I don't know...

Honey. Honey, look.

Naomi, look,

sometimes you probably drink a little too much.

-Oh, Andy, come on. -It's not good, I know.

But, you know, everybody does that.

-But rehab? You're crazy. -No, it's not--

It--Listen, it is not the drinking.

-I have to take something to wake up. -What?

And I take something to go to sleep.

And I... I've seen every doctor in L.A.

I even had to drive to Orange County.

-Orange County? What the-- You... -Yeah.

Wait a minute. This is, like...

Honestly, honestly, I'm telling you, this is so insane.

I feel like I'm hallucinating or something.

Of course you didn't know. Of course you didn't know.

Why would you know?

You're out the door every morning

before I can get a word in,

and you're out every night for work.

We lead totally separate lives, and I'm just...

-I'm invisible. -So this is my fault?

How can you know nothing about my life?

I have this enormous weight,

and I've been carrying it around for so long.

And I cannot do it anymore.

Wai-Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Wait. Okay. This is just not true.

-How can you say that? -This is just not true.

Then enlighten me.

Okay. You're upset.

I get that. But, h-honey, I know you.

You're a wonderful mother.

I'm sorry.

-The woman I live with... -Andy.

-...doesn't have a drug addiction. -Andy.

-You just don't. -Hey. Hey.

You're not hearing me.

You're not listening to me.

I've checked into a rehabilitation center

-called Journeys. -Journeys?

It's on Malibu Canyon Road.

It has yellow walls and a woman at the front desk named Cecile,

and I am staying here for 90 days.

Wait a minute. What?

-I got to go. -90 days?

-Take care of the kids, Andy. -90 days?

You'll do great.

Wait, no. No, no, no.

I'm coming up right now.

Just stay put, and we'll talk.

No, don't come...

Can't--I can't hear you.

Wait, you're cutting out.

No, I said don't come, Andy.

-Look, look, h-here, I'll be up there in an hour. -No.

I'll be up there in an hour. We'll drive back down here

and we'll talk about it.

Andy, do-do not come.

I am... you.

I c--I can't hear you.

I'm leaving you.

What?

I'm leaving you!

...deep breaths, in and out, in and out.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry I'm late. -No, no, it's okay. Don't worry.

-Hi. -I wish we could start without you. Hi.

-Mm. -So how did it go?

I don't know why this is still a thing.

I should not be this afraid

to tell my female boss that I'm pregnant.

Uh, Grace, this happens every day.

Come. Flip with me.

Okay.

-Okay. -Hello, both of you!

-Hi. -Dr. Verma, I'm so sorry I'm late.

Oh, that is totally, totally fine.

Okay.

How are you two doing?

Actually, I'm-I'm having really bad heartburn.

-Oh, no. -Here.

-Mm-hmm. -Is that, um... is that normal?

-Uh... -Well, we had Thai last night.

Couldn't that be why? I think it could be why.

--I would just avoid fried food or spicy food

-at this stage. -Okay.

Well, let's just add that to the list.

No spicy food, no fried food,

no caffeine, no alcohol,

-no sushi... -No sex.

Actually, perfectly fine to have sex.

Good, even.

I knew it. I'm-I'm a doctor, for God's sake.

-'Kay. -Mwah. I knew that wasn't true.

-Okay. -Okay.

All right. Just take a look, shall we?

Do you hear that sound?

It's the sound of a perfectly healthy heartbeat.

-Just answer him. -No, baby.

It's fine. It's okay.

Grace, my advice to you, as always, is relax.

Everything looks fantastic.

And I will see you guys back in a month.

-Great. -Okay. Thank you.

-Of course. -Oh, Dr. Verma,

-can I ask you a question? -Yeah. Will you follow me?

-You good? -Yeah. For sure.

What's up, Dad?

Naomi's in rehab.

What?

She's addicted to pills, apparently.

And-and-and she's left me.

We're separated, I guess. Jesus.

Wait, seriously?

Yes. Seriously.

What about the twins? Do they know?

I'll talk to them tonight.

-Dad. -I will. I already told them

Naomi had a doctor's appointment this morning.

You didn't seem really surprised when I told you

Naomi's in rehab.

Did you suspect something about her?

I don't know. I guess it's not, like, that big of a shocker.

Not a shocker? What's that mean?

-Oh, look, uh, let me--let me... -Hey.

-...let me call you back from the car, okay? -Let's go.

-I-I got to go. -Okay. But, wait,

did you know she was taking pills?

Dad, I got to go. I'll call you right back.

God, is there traffic all the time?

What is it? What's he want?

Well, so, Naomi checked herself into rehab

and she left him.

Stop. What...

Wait, wait, what's she in rehab for?

Prescription drugs, I think.

How did he not tell you about this before?

'Cause he didn't know.

Who doesn't know that their wife is addicted to drugs?

What the fuck?

This looks like a country club.

Jesus.

Hi. I'm Andy Goodrich,

and I'm here to see Naomi Parsons.

She checked in last night.

Hello.

Oh. Hi.

-Sorry. -That's okay.

All right, let me check on that for you.

And Ms. Parsons is expecting you?

Yeah. No.

I mean, not really. But I'm her husband.

-So... -Right.

Well, I am so sorry, Mr. Goodrich.

We're not at liberty to confirm or deny

that Ms. Parsons is here.

-No, I know she's here. -I mean...

I mean, I know she's here 'cause she told me she's here.

I didn't know that she was checking in,

-so yeah. -And I understand that.

And I will let her know