Lights Out

Hey, kiddo.

Hey, Dad.

Are you coming home soon?

Yeah, in an hour or so.

What's-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?

She's...

She's been talking to herself.

Listen.

I will be home with you very soon and

I'm going to get Mom better, I promise.

Okay.

- I'll see you soon, buddy.

- See you soon

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Do you want anyone on overtime?

No, I got to...

I got to...

Just go ahead and close up.

Okay.

The 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 it's toll on him.

Paul.

One second, please.

What?

There was something in the back room.

What do you mean something?

I don't know.

It disappeared.

Esther, I really got to

deal with this, so...

Just go home, okay?

Be careful on

your way out, okay?

Okay, so I'll be home in about a...

an hour.

Okay.

Yep

Bye.

Esther?

Oh, no, no, no...

Come on!

Whoa!

lights out

Hey.

What's the chance that

we go again?

- Slim to none.

- Mm.

Yeah, that.

- No?

- No.

I'm going to go take a shower.

Hey, maybe I'll join you.

You will smell like girlie soap.

Hey.

- Marathon man.

- I'm up.

Don't think you're staying.

Becca.

- Just one night?

- No.

You're going to kick me out

in the middle of the night?

You're going to be okay.

You're not a puppy.

I thought I was your boyfriend.

Boyfriend?

Who said anything about boyfriend?

Yeah.

Uh, you're a...

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 the first place.

- How about I keep a pair of jeans here?

- Nope.

A sock?

I mean, just one sock but, of course.

What are you going to do

with one sock?

Is that a yes?

No, get out of here.

I've work tomorrow.

Not like, having a sock here

means you can't get rid of me.

Socks are not anchors.

Okay, I'm going to see you

tomorrow night, at that gig.

Can we just agreed to that, please?

Alright.

Are you still there?

I'll see you tomorrow.

You know, one of these nights,

you're going to let me s...

I love you too.

Hey, sexy.

I like you,

a lot.

Is that all?

No, there is one more thing.

So close.

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Mom?

Mom?

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

I...

I'm so sorry.

I... I really don't know.

Mom?

Hey, Martin.

What's up?

You okay?

Yeah, I will be.

Just... it will take a bit.

Did we wake you?

What?

Hey.

You got to go back

to bed, sweetie.

Hey, the only ones that

should be wondering the halls

at this hour are grown ups.

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?

- Yeah.

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

I was assigned to Martin

after your father died.

Stepfather.

- Excuse me?

- He was my stepfather.

My dad ran off when I was ten

and did not come back.

If we could just...

talk about Martin for a minute.

How is he when he is 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...

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?

Because...

you're grilling me like

he has a black eye or something.

He fell asleep in

homeroom 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 is 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 want to 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 house or Mom's?

Where you live.

Hey.

You're going to 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 don't think you're really

going to like it there.

Because I have these... like weird

kind of scary posters on the wall.

I just need sleep.

We can talk about it.

Yeah.

- Any tips for the Mom's?

- 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.

That's all that they are, okay?

Because she isn't real.

Becca, hi.

Hi, Mom.

Hey, 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 going to 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 of him?

Are you really going to 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 turn out.

I'm gonna give you

a few days.

And until you stop

being completely manic,

I'm going to have

Martin staying with me.

- Mm-mm.

- Yeah.

- That's what's going to happen, Mom.

- Mm-mm.

- And you can call me when

you are feeling better. - No, no, no.

- Pack your bags.

- No, Martin...

I'm ready.

Martin, no, no, no.

Martin, please.

Please. Please.

- You planned this, didn't you.

- Let's go.

- You planned this.

- I didn't plan anything, Mom.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

Remember to take your vitamins.

Rebecca.

- What's going on?

- We're going home.

No, no.

Rebecca, please.

I'm sorry, Mom.

Okay.

Here we are.

You can take the bed.

Or the couch if you want.

No.

This is good.

Okay.

Cool.

My god.

This your idea?

- What do you mean?

- Bring the kid here.

Yeah, he's not safe there.

So, you called the lady

at the school.

That's what CPS is for.

Exactly this.

- He's my brother.

- And she's his mother.

So?

Are you doing this to help him

or to hurt her?

You should leave now.

I know it's a little past dinner time,

so we can call this a midnight snack.

Do you want

crust or no crust?

Um...

Yeah, crust is fine.

Can you make them triangles?

Yeah.

You're just like your big sister.

I used to think love that, already.

Here we go.

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