Into the Dark - First Season

Happy Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Rose, honey, want me to carve that?

Henry, my love, if I let you carve,

we won't eat until tomorrow.

I like things to be, you know, precise.

Yes, but we're hungry now.

- Isn’t that right, Kim? - Yeah. Hungry now, Dad.

Mom carves, we eat.

You carve, we wait.

All right, savages.

Yeah, nice try.

So, this being Thanksgiving,

I say we get real

and share something that each of us is thankful for.

You go first, Rose.

I am thankful that I have you two to come home to

after the nutjobs I deal with across the not-so-friendly skies.

Your smiling faces make everything okay.

How about you, Kimmy?

For this.

For us.

- All right Dad, your turn. - Yeah, your turn.

Well, I'm just thankful I didn't have to carve the turkey

'cause my stomach's grumbling.

See?

But mostly, in all honesty,

I just would never want to lose you two.

You're the loves of my life.

Cheers to that.

- Love you guys. - Love you.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Oh. Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

I'm off. You take your meds?

Come on, Kimberly.

I don't like the way they make me feel.

The problem is, they're helping.

Give me your paw.

Good girl.

I know you don't want to make a big deal out of this today,

- but... - No, I don't.

Yeah, okay.

We won't. But your Aunt Jane sent something.

It should come today, so it'd probably better to bring it in

before the local thieves snatch it from the stoop.

- No one's gonna take it. - Really?

Tell that to neighbor dude.

He lost a package the other day right off the front porch.

Same for the old lady two doors down.

I know what you're trying to do.

You do, don't you?

Of course you do.

Well, bring it in or not, okay?

It's not my fault if somebody hijacks it before I get home.

Bye.

Shit.

Kimberly, this was on the front porch.

Can you take it so I can put my umbrella down?

Kim?

Kim?

Thank you.

What happened?

I tried to get the package.

Oh, good for you.

It's important to push your boundaries.

Maybe we'll try again at the end of the session.

You know, take a stroll down the driveway.

Test your limits.

You turned 17 today. Happy Birthday.

Yeah. No, just another day.

Same as any other.

How are your days the same?

Well, I wake up. Um, I kind of get dressed.

Um, I do my home-school stuff.

Sit around the house. Wait for my dad.

Then we eat dinner and watch TV, and go to bed.

How are you finding the Sertraline?

It makes me feel numb.

Is numb a good thing or a bad thing?

I see your dad is still fixing up the place.

Oh, yeah. When he has the time.

You know, he's been working a lot lately.

What do you think your mom would say about all the mess?

Or was she okay with the home improvement chaos?

Do you, um, want to talk about her today?

It's been almost a year since you lost her.

And I know that holidays and birthdays

can bring up some really strong emotions.

And I also know Thanksgiving was the last holiday

that you and your dad got to spend with your mom.

No. Just another day,

the same as any other.

Um, I've worked with many people with similar conditions to yours, Kim.

People with anxiety disorders, panic attacks.

The ones who cut themselves off from the world.

But the difference in your case is you are a developing, young woman,

and you need talk to someone real.

Someone present.

Yeah.

And I have my dad.

Yeah. You do.

This is so stupid.

Aw, don't be a party pooper.

Okay, open your eyes.

Go on, make a wish.

What'd you wish?

If I tell you, it won't come true, so...

That's what they say, whoever "they" are.

It was about Mom.

Is that okay?

Of course.

Here goes.

Looks good, huh?

Oh, by the way,

I know you didn't want me to make a big deal out of things this year, but...

Go on. Open it.

- Oh, wow. - Yeah.

It's so pretty.

Try it on.

Here.

- All right. - I want to see.

It's pretty.

Wow.

Thank you.

Happy birthday, sweetheart.

Thank you.

What's on your Thanksgiving menu?

Tom Elkins, our resident chef, has ideas.

All right, well, I'm headed to bed.

All right, sweetheart.

- Thanks for the cake. - Of course.

And... and for this.

What'd you get from your aunt?

Just some new teas.

Um, White Rose and Keemun,

and this book on conquering your fears.

Oh, very subtle, your aunt.

Yeah.

And you got outside to go get it?

Right? So that's great.

Um, no.

Oh.

Dr. Saunders had to bring it in.

Well, at least the local thieves were denied, so...

Yeah.

Did you take your meds tonight?

Yeah. Yeah.

Does she want to send me away?

Who?

Dr. Saunders.

I don't know, sometimes I feel like

she wants to put me away in a hospital or something.

No, honey, no one's sending you anywhere.

Dr. Saunders is just here to help you through this.

We both are.

Okay.

Go on, get some sleep.

- Good night. - Night, sweetheart.

With thirteen days until Turkey Day. Stock up on all...

What...?

Kim?

Kim?!

What? What?

You think you could start helping me with the renovations?

Why?

Honestly, because I need the help.

Please, just help me for the day, yeah?

Come on.

- Very funny. - Oh, sorry.

Yeah, no, that's okay.

There is such a draft coming down from that attic.

Maybe it's because you just punched a huge hole in the wall.

Yeah? No, it's because I need to put some insulation in.

Mom's to-do list.

Always after me to get 'er done, so...

high time I did.

Can I?