Deadly Therapy (Killer Advice)

I hope so.

This is the third night in a row

I've had to stay past 9.

I'm starting to forget what my family looks like.

Oh.

Come on.

Simone, he just emailed.

He wants the title page changed again.

No, it's fine, I'll take care of it in the morning.

You get out of there and you go home.

Okay, I'll see you tomorrow.

No!

Somebody help!

Where's my phone?

No, no!

My keys...

No!

Oh no!

Oh, no, leave me alone!

Help, somebody help!

Open!

Oh my gosh!

Simone.

What happened?

- Simone. - What happened?

There was a man...

Oh my gosh.

You're okay, you're okay.

There's nobody here.

There is someone following me.

Someone in a mask, and...

Okay.

It's okay.

Mrs. Curtis.

Mrs. Curtis.

Mrs. Curtis.

Just a few more questions, okay?

Did you happen to see where your attacker went?

- He ducked out of sight when Simone showed up.

She must've scared him off.

Well, he's lucky he ran,

I would've smashed his face in.

- And you're certain you didn't see anything either?

No.

We were both working late on a presentation.

I had left a few minutes after Beth,

but I heard her honking,

so I went over to her car,

but I didn't see anyone there.

- And you can't remember any distinguishing features?

Any scars, marks, tattoos?

No.

It was dark.

He was wearing a mask, so I didn't see much.

- Okay, here's what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna leave you my card.

If you can remember anything,

no matter how small or unimportant it might seem,

I want you to give us a call, okay?

- We'll do everything we can to find this guy, okay?

Thank you, Detective.

Of course.

We'll be in touch.

Do you want me to stay?

Oh, no, I'm fine.

Are you sure?

I'm the queen of couch surfing.

I'm okay.

Of course.

Love you.

Love you.

Can I get you anything?

Some tea maybe?

Yeah.

Okay.

Some camomile coming up.

That'd be perfect.

Be right back.

Someone help!

No!

What is all this?

Oh.

Thought I'd try something other than

a granola bar for breakfast for a change.

- Honey, you don't have to do that.

Do what?

- Pretend like everything is normal.

That was a pretty scary night last night.

I know.

I was there, Nick.

But I'm just trying to move forward now.

- Look, why don't I call into work,

and maybe you, me, and Jess can spend the day together.

No.

I don't want everyone knowing about it.

Beth, that's gonna be rough.

Look.

Jess takes her SAT next week,

and I don't want her to be distracted.

We can't keep a lid on this.

Keep a lid on what?

The frying pan.

Oh.

Well, we should get a new one.

Yeah, we should.

There you go. - Wow!

What gives?

Nothing gives.

Just eat it.

Uh, hey, can I borrow 5 bucks?

Carmen and I want to study at Phil's Diner after school.

- I don't think that's a good idea.

We always study at the diner.

Well, not today.

We want you to come home.

- Mom, I thought we were over this.

We are over this.

But I still want you to come home straight after school.

Mom.

End of discussion.

Dad?

Do what your mom says.

Fine.

Hey, where are you going?

To school.

Or is that not allowed either?

Have your father drive you.

- You know, helicopter parenting is a pejorative term.

Hey!

I love you.

I'll see you later.

Right, thank you.

Hey, hey, hey!

Trevor.

What's going on?

I'm just checking up on you.

How you doin'?

Best I can.

- Nick, you know things have been a little tight

since we lost the Bowlen account.

- I noticed the coffee's gotten worse.

- Bowlen took hundreds of billable hours with him.

We're gonna have to make some cutbacks.

Cutbacks?

- Layoffs, downsizing, cleaning house,

whatever you want to call it.

It is not gonna be fun, pal.

Should I be worried?

Listen.

We're gonna keep this quiet for now,

but I want to give you a head's up.

You have been doing great work.

However, your billables are down.

- Yeah, I mean, there hasn't been a whole lot of clients.

- I understand that, but we're gonna make

all our decisions from here on out based solely on revenue.

I need to make it rain.

- You need to make it storm, hurricane.

Beth.

Beth.

Hey, Beth.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Why?

- Well, usually you answer within

the first 5 or 6 times I call your name.

Sorry.

What's up with you?

What are you doing here?

- Greg needed the changes on the title page,

and there was an error in one of the tables.

Beth, come on.

- I just really need the distraction right now.

I get that, I do.

Have you thought about talking to someone?

I'm talking to you.

Oh, you know what I mean.

You've gone through a traumatizing experience.

There's no shame in trying to get some help processing it.

I know Dr. Ellis has some openings right now and-

No, I'm fine, Simone.

Beth.

You really need to get some help.

- No, what I need is to finish this before lunch.

Okay.

Thanks, Charlie.