Shrinking

Hi, this is Grace. Say something.

Grace, hey. With Jimmy. Again. But you know that, right?

That's why you don't answer your phone, right? Call me back, okay? Bye.

Hey, Derek.

Good morning.

Hey, what are you doing?

Liz uses the bathroom in the morning confiscated, so sometimes I come here to pee.

Puddles in the rain, nice way to start the day.

Indeed.

I feel some easterly wind.

How was the cornhole bar? Was it great? -It was great.

They had drinks and mediocre food.

Two cornhole games. -Two? Great.

Are you peeing there again? -No, I'm just talking to Jimmy.

That wink wasn't necessary. -You have good eyes.

Do you think he's mad at me? -No, don't worry.

Okay. No more peeing in the flowers.

I just give them some water. -Caps.

Just some water.

With these bagels I say sorry. I didn't want to betray you.

I assumed Paul knew that Sean lived with you.

You really screwed me. It's okay, but it's a stitching mark.

It's okay. But yeah, you screwed me.

Sorry. I hate it when people have problems get if they don't deserve it.

And if they do deserve it? -I think that's great.

Don't worry. Paul never stays mad at me.

Happy. Bye. -But you screwed me.

Understood.

I look forward to seeing you.

Come to my office, then we go home.

Okay. Until then. Bye, darling.

Who is your sweetheart? Is she a sexy girl?

It's my daughter. -My bad.

Is she single? Because since the divorce I would like to try something new.

Just kidding. I'm making it awkward.

You're good at that. -Thank you. Get in.

Are we listening to my song?

Where shall we start? -We can just talk at home, right?

Sean…

...my notebook is here.

Do your parents know that you are staying with me?

No. They would think it's strange that I live with my therapist.

Yes, that is indeed strange.

I must say that you look lighter and more energetic.

Let's go a little deeper? -No.

Sorry. My bad, that sounded like a question.

That was not the intention. Let's go a little deeper.

We haven't had it yet about your time in Afghanistan.

I'm gonna be honest I'm feeling pretty good right now.

Why would we mess that up?

That's my job. That's what I studied.

To the 'I interfere with your life' university.

It's actually a college. I'm already stopping.

We can't keep dodging this.

Not yet.

Thank you. -We'll get there. No pressure.

I'll see you at home.

Hi, I'm Gaby. I work here as a therapist.

I was originally your therapist, but I referred you to Jimmy.

So how are you doing?

Good. At first I thought this therapy stuff but nothing...

…but now I like it. -How nice.

Why did you dump me with him?

I thought you guys would fit together well.

And could help each other.

Cool. I always have want to help a rich, old white man.

It's good to contribute, so…

Hey. Good morning. Are you a potato girl?

No, Paul. I am a strong, Black potato woman.

What are you doing? -They gave me too many potatoes.

Wait, they deliver your groceries here now? I have quite a few questions.

Are you secretly a chef? Do you cook here? Can you teach me?

Do you want them or not?

What should I do with two potatoes? -I want them if you give them away.

Please. Hey, both. -Okay.

I just had a session with Sean…

…and I think it's time to address his PTSD.

But he doesn't want to talk about it. -That's pretty normal with veterans.

I wonder when he will be ready.

That's easy. Never. You got it ruined. Because of that double relationship.

He sees you as his friend/roommate instead of his therapist.

Do you think it will help? If I reset the boundaries...

Sorry... Did you really do that? -Yes.

I warned you, but you did it anyway.

Good. Now you're on your own. I'm not going to talk to you about it.

But you talk to me about potatoes. -All day. Enjoy it.

Boil them, fry them, fry them, rub them against each other, make a fire. Whatever you want.

Maybe I'll eat them like an apple.

Stop.

Woof.

Electrolytes.

Not asked for.

What is he doing here?

New plant? What is that, a fern? Is that…

No idea.

Great. -What are you doing here?

I'll bring you the revision of your estate planning.

You've had me for three years no call, email or text message returned.

You don't have to be proud of that. Shall we discuss it now?

Not now. My daughter is coming over.

Father and daughter. Great.

Nothing to add?

She gives a lecture about sustainable energy.

She only stays for a while, so I only see her for a few hours.

What a coincidence. One of my favorite words.

Then she can sign your medical power of attorney.

I don't think so. -What? No.

Given your diagnosis I wouldn't postpone that.

Only have criminal lawyers a duty of confidentiality...

…or do fake lawyers have that too? -I'm a real lawyer.

Yes or no?

I'm silent as the grave. -Meg doesn't know I have Parkinson's.

Don't you have a good relationship?

I'm silent as the grave. -Stop that.

Her mother and I separated when she... was young. They moved to the East Coast.

Keeping in touch was difficult.

Why? None existed yet telephones and airplanes?

Sorry. You open up and I blow it. -Your self-awareness is your best quality.

Is it important that I do this now?

I'll tell her and have it signed.

Good. Would you please email those documents to me...

...or will you bring them to my office?

No, I prefer that someone will come pick them up...

…and save me the trouble.

My assistant, Kevin, will do it.

I'm Kevin, right?

See you soon. -Thanks for stopping by.

No problem. -Unexpected.

Well, I called, emailed and texted. So…

Hey, handsome.

I heard you dribble. I'm in.

Nice. -Three sons.

Connor comes home from school tonight.

Say hello to him. -I will.

Hey, Liz. -Hey, Gab.

I'm going to play with Alice and the new basketball I gave her.

Correct. I remember you saying that.

Beats. -Great.

Well, have fun. -Thank you.

Yeah, cool. Nice to see you. -Gee. You too.

Yes. Nice shoes. -Thank you. They're Jordans.

Good for you.

Bye.

Fine. -Just nice.

Geez. You hate each other.

Shut up and throw the ball.

Here it is. Would you like to take off your shoes?

I used to live in Japan, so… -You've never been to Japan.

Okay. It's because of my compulsive disorder but Japanese are not stupid.

There I go.

I'll sit on your couch wearing the same pants with which I sat on the bench in the park.

Now you. -First put on my inner clothes.

These are outdoor clothes. It… -Hey. You can do it.

Come sit next to me. Come on.

Open your eyes. -I'm scared.

I know, but I'm with you.

How does that feel? -Pretty fine.

Geez, Wally. It seems like you can handle anything.

Wally, you're great.

Oh, no. Okay. Guard. -Gee.

I didn't expect that. -Sorry. I'm so stupid.

Calm. -What got into me?

I misjudged the situation, you called me great and i'm not.

Hey, wait. You're great.

And I… No, Wally. Not again. -Gee.

This is the worst day of my life.

It used to be that time when I was in my pants pooped in the store. Now this is it.

I'm upset. -Calm. Do you know why?

Because this happens very often. -Real?

No, this has never happened. But it's okay.

I'm a crazy freak. -You're not. Cut, well.

It's okay because I'm proud on what we have achieved today.

Well done.

Listen, don't be upset.

Do I look angry?

Don't know. There is too much eye contact.

Damn.

You forgot your shoes... -Thank you.

That's why I shouted. -Bye.

I'll be home tonight. When are you free?

Here, honey. -Thank you.

Who is Connor?

Busy. -Yes.

Liz's son.

Of course her son's name is Connor. -He's coming home from school.

Is he a student? -A student.

Is he handsome?

Would you like to give him a kiss?

That has already happened. -Real?

Yes. -What else?

We had sex.

Sex? -Yes, it was my idea.

We were studying in his room and Liz was making lasagna.

And I said, 'Do you want to lose your virginity? so that it's over?'

And he said: 'Cool. Shall I light a candle?'

Oh, no. Come on, Connor, no candle. -Yes.

I'm glad it happened.

Fine. Fine.

Your mother told you about sex, right? For example, having to pee afterwards.

Those things? Good. -That's all Mom told me.