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It's KPJZ Portland,
radio for your soul.
9:57. Looks like we got
more rain this week,
followed by a nasty storm
movin' in Thursday.
You got any plans out there?
Here's what I'm gonna do.
Build a nice fire,
grab a book,
a hot latte, stay inside.
Maybe you should do
the same.
Meanwhile, here's
a classic little tune
that'll keep your sprits up
no matter what the weather.
I beg your pardon
I never promised you
a rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be
a little rain sometimes
When you take
you gotta give
It's not
a parking lot, idiot!
Or let go, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa
I beg your pardon
I never promised you
a rose garden
I could promise you things
like big diamond rings
But you don't find roses
growin' on stalks of clover
So you better
think it over
Well, if sweet talkin' you
could make it come true
I would give you
the world right now
On a silver platter
But what would it matter?
So smile for a while
and let's be jolly
Love shouldn't be
so melancholy
Come along and share
the good times
While we can
I beg your pardon
I never promised you
a rose garden
I could sing you a tune
and promise you the moon
But if that's
what it takes...
Yo! Bro,
are you seein' this shit?
Come on, man,
you can do this.
Brah, I can make you famous
on YouTube, man, come on!
We can go viral with this bitch.
- Come on, man.
- Do it!
Jump!
Jump, you pussy!
Come on, do it!
Come on.
Let's go.
- Boo!
- Very disappointed in you, sir.
You suck!
Watch out, you jerk off!
Come on, man.
You call me,
you say you need to talk,
then you don't.
If I wanted to drink
in silence,
I could have stayed home
with Wendy.
I just needed a friend.
I'm not your friend.
I'm your brother.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
Is it about the divorce?
- Malcolm.
- What?
You laughed when I said
"marriage insurance,"
but that was a fully binding
and comprehensive policy.
Do you remember that song,
"I Never Promised You a Rose Garden"?
For real?
It goes,
"I beg your pardon,
"I never promised you
a rose garden--
I need another drink.
"Somethin', somethin',
somethin', somethin',
there has to be
a little rain sometime."
Remember that?
I've never heard of
that song. Sorry.
It's not the song,
it's what the song's about.
- Thank you.
- How we expect to get
this rose garden,
but instead,
all we get is the rain.
Mm-hm. Rain's good
for gardens, actually.
But it's not the gardens
that get the rain--
- Unless it's excessive--
- Don't you see it's us getting rained on
instead of getting
our garden. You see?
- Not really.
- Malcolm, do you see?
What? It's--
It's a metaphor?
Yes! Exactly.
For-- For what our lives
are supposed to be,
which is alive
and full and free,
versus what they actually are,
which is just...
cold and drenched.
Everybody's got
a river of crap
that they gotta
wade through, man.
That's not true.
That is not true!
- There are these other people--
- Hey. Keep it down.
These-- These very few
other people
who have these amazing lives,
they get their gardens.
And it never rains.
Never!
Okay.
Okay.
Listen, maybe the people
who get their gardens
are there to give us hope.
I mean,
think about it.
You gotta have
something to look at,
there's got-- there's gotta be
a model out there
where you can look
and say,
"Look how wonderful
and beautiful that is."
I think it can be inspiring
to watch these people in their
joyful, beatific lives.
You need to feed off
that energy, man.
It's chicken soup
for your soul, buddy.
Good morning,
Dr. McGuire.
Good morning, Rahel.
Did you do something
different to your hair?
- No.
- Looks really good.
Your 8 a.m. is prepped
and ready to go.
Dr. McGuire, uh,
Doug's still in Hawaii,
but his office sent over
a referral for a quick check up.
He's already been cleaned.
- I thought it was lunch.
- It's not.
It's 10:35 in the morning.
All right.
Send him in, please.
Thank you.
Thank you again.
Oh, my God,
are you kidding me?
This-- It-- It surpasses
my wildest expectations,
and you know I never could have
finished this damn thing without you.
Yeah, love you, too.
Okay. Bye.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Uh, nice to meet you,
Dr. McGuire.
- Oh!
- I'm Michael Fisk.
Fisk. Yeah, yeah, we met at
Dr., uh, Cooper's office
- a few years ago.
- Oh, I'm sorry, you're--
you're much better
with names than I am.
- Uh, have a seat there.
- Cool.
- Get you started.
- Oh, wow. Ha!
Yeah. Sounds to me like, uh--
like you got some pretty
good news there, huh?
This is unbelievable.
I-- I wrote a book,
this historic tome,
and people are buying it.
- Hm.
- It's getting traction.
I'm stunned!
Huh.
Well, I wish I had studied
more history myself.
Yeah, me too.
As my wife Alicia says,
what the hell does
a comparative lit professor
know about the musings
of Socrates?
But then I say to her,
what is a beautiful housewife
doing playing cello
in the City Symphony,
so...
Is that the Greek National
team I see there on your shirt?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, that's right.
I spent a year
studying in Athens.
Uh, I had this friend,
he took me to every single match.
Spiros, uh--
See if you can
remember this name.
Papalapadopulu.
Hm.
Can you do it?
Try it.
Papalapadopulu?
Papalapadopulu.
Hm. Yeah.
Polioreya, yeah.
That's very good.
Yeah, I had a grandfather
who was half Greek,
so I spent a couple of
summers over there.
Ah, wonderful.
Have you been back?
No. No, I've always wanted
to take my daughter,
but it just--
it's never--
No, no, no,
hang on, hang on.
That's-- That's no excuse.
Socrates said,
"The unexamined life
is not worth living."
All of those times
you almost did something,
it's time you're
never gonna get back.
Hm.
Suction.
Yeah.
I'll shut up.
I'm sorry.
- No.
- I've been rambling on and on.
- Oh, no, no, it's fine.
- Uh, my daughter is back
from Princeton this weekend
just this morning.
I said the day she
graduates college
is the last day Daddy's
allowed to pontificate.
How am I lookin'?
Oh, yeah, you're... perfect.
Do yourself a favor.
Take your daughter to Greece.
Hm.
Great to see ya.
Thanks for fitting me in.
Dad.
- Dad.
- Hm?
Is it okay if I stay at Mom's
again this weekend?
I have a paper
I really need to finish.
Yeah.
Is-- Is it my apartment?
because, you know,
I've told you it-- that's
a temporary situation.
It's been over a year.
I'm sorry.
I just have trouble
concentrating at your place.
No, I understand.
It's actually, uh,
a little, uh--
Thanks.
Noisy, I know.
It's, uh-- Sure.
- Maybe next week.
- Yeah.
How's school?
Fine.
Fine... how?
I don't know.
Just fine.
Uh, did you wash
your hands?
- So glad that we had--
- Thanks, Dad.
Rosemary, what's wrong?
How do you think
Molly's doing?
Fine.
Did she mention she's
trying out for the lead
in the school musical?
No, but I--
I think that's great.
Not if she doesn't make it,
it's not.
What makes you think
she's not gonna make it?
Well, for one, Phil,
she's never sung in public before.
And two, they're doing
"The Pirates of Penzance."
I mean,
can you really see Molly
as a happy-go-lucky
singing pirate?
Well, what do you suggest?
Well, I suggest that we
sign her up for
singing lessons, pronto,
and that you pay half.
Half.
Please don't slam--
Ooh.
- Hi!
- Hi.
- Oh, thanks.
- Yes.
- How are you?
- Mr. Fisk.
Could you show Mr. and Mrs.
Fisk to their table?
- Over here, guys.
- All right.
This is perfect.
Thank you so much.
Hey, look at her.
She's a woman.
Oh, I missed you guys.
So much.
We love you, honey.
Okay.
Whoa, I'm dizzy.
Yeah. Should I do it
in reverse?
- No. Turn around.
- I-- I want it to work.
- Okay.
- Close your eyes.
- Okay, we're gonna be okay.
- Was it a good one?
Yeah, we're gonna be okay.
What was it?
What did you wish for?
It's gonna work.
Oh, I know it's
gonna work this time.
I think you're right.
Yeah.
Ah!
Sorry.
Okay.
Uh, it's probably from not brushing
with an up and down motion.
Oh...
- We talked about that.
- Mm-hm.
Goodnight,
Dr. McGuire.
Guess who's learning to
rollerblade this weekend.
Who?
I'm so excited.
Do you have any plans?
You know,
it's probably not my place, doctor,
but maybe you should
just try to,
I don't know,
maybe find a passion.
Something you can
really focus on.
It works for me.
My life coach says
all the answers are
out there in the world,
and you just have to
open your eyes.
- Hi.
- Hey, baby.
Be right in.
I love you,
you idiot.
Hey, Mrs. Nolan,
how are ya?
How's Jack feelin',
any better?
Yep, he's out cheatin'
at golf again.
Yeah, well,
I won't tell anyone.
- I promise.
- Thank you.
Okay. Good to see you.
Ring those up
for you, sir?
Uh, yeah, thanks.
Okay.
Huh?
Are you kidding me?
Michael.
Michael Fisk?
What are you doing
in these--
these woods?
Me?
Oh, I--
Just-- I just come here to
clear my head.
Get some fresh air.
Check out the greeness,
the--
It's just
so pleasant out here.
Ow.
Hello.
Dr. McGuire.
So sorry to be a nag,
uh, but Mrs. Piccolo
still needs her abscess drained,
and the swelling's getting
quite noticeable,
and I told her that
you would do it.
Rahel--
I'm not feeling well.
Uh, I think we may
have to, uh...
reschedule.
Reschedule?
Great idea.
He was a wonderful
husband, father, teacher.
And such a wonderful friend
to all of us.
Which is why--
why it's so inexplicable
that--
It's all right.
It's been a
difficult day for all of us.
Now as our service
comes to a close,
let me remind you that there
will be a reception taking place
immediately following
at Alicia Fisk's home.
Now, let us pray.
Our Father
who art in heaven...
- Hi. Hi.
- Oh, dear.
It was a lovely service.
Thank you so much.
It means the world to us
that you came.
Thank you.
I guarantee we'll have
a football franchise
in Portland
in three years.
I mean, L.A. has football.
Can you believe that?
Football in L.A.
Can I help you?
Um, I'm looking for
a report
on the death of
Michael Fisk.
F-I-S-K.
Your name?
It that really necessary?
Oh. Um... my name's--
My name is Spiros.
Spiros.
Spiros Papalapadopulu.
Have a seat,
it'll take a few minutes.
Spiros.
Spiros!
Investigation's
still pending.
So I can only provide you with
a standard incident report.
That'll be $23.80,
uh, Spiros.
Yeah.
You know you're
wasting your time, right?
I mean, these cases
don't have any answers.
Ever.
Why?
You had the perfect plan,
Princeton daughter,
Cartier house,
and the perfect--
Wife and--
You had it all!
You had your garden.
You-- You're a garden getter.
Now look at ya.
You got a bunch of...
dirt all over ya.
So what would Socrates
say now,
Michael Fisk?
What would he say?
You're the one with
the unexamined life,
not me!
Why'd you do it?
Tell me why you did it.
You didn't even have a reason.
Did you?
Did you have a reason?
Excuse me.
Excuse me, sir.
Hello?
Alicia.
That's right.
Who are you?
Uh...
I'm sorry?
Uh, just-- Um...
How do you know my name?
- I don't.
- You just said "Alicia."
- No.
- And why are you...
sleeping on my
husband's grave?
Is this like
some pervert thing?
'Cause I've had
a really shitty week.
No, no, no, no,
no, no, no.
Okay,
tell me who you are.
Right now.
Fine!
I'm calling the police.
And for your information,
I happen to have,
somewhere in here,
a canister of mace.
No. Alicia, Alicia.
Stop saying my name!
Who the hell are you?
911. State your emergency.
Yes, I'm at the
Crossroads Cemetery,
- and there's a man here--
- Spiros.
Ma'am? Hello?
Spiros.
Spiros?
From Greece?
Yeah. Spiros.
I don't believe it.
Spiros Papado--
- Spiros. Papalapadopulu.
- Whatever.
- How did you--
- Ma'am?
- Do you need assistance?
- Papalapadopulu.
Oh! Uh, no.
Um, I-- I'm so sorry.
Uh, uh,
it's the wrong number.
You came all this way
for Michael?
That is possibly the...
most beautiful thing
I've ever--
Oh...
Thank you.
Thank you.
God!
My goodness,
you're drenched.
Um...
- storm.
- Yes, the storm, of course.
Well, let's get you
warmed up, okay?
Uh-huh.
Okay.
Come with me,
my car is right up here.
Michael spoke of you
so often.
I can't believe
it's really you.
Is me.
You're amazing
to come all this way.
Are you here alone?
Do you have a wife?
Uh, it's--
Michael always said marriage
wouldn't work for you.
It's true.
You warming up?
Michael loved those days
in Greece, Spiros.
We were planning
a trip there next year,
and he was determined
to track you down.
Honestly, I was sometimes,
I don't know,
a little jealous.
He was always telling
such great stories,
like--
like the time that, um--
you two
hitchhiked to, uh--
Where was it?
Where was it?
- Oh--
- To-- To Sweden.
And, uh, with that, um--
With that drunken
wrestling team?
Oh, God.
- Ooh.
- What else?
Uh...
Oh, watching the sunrise
from the Acropolis.
Michael said of all the sights
in all the world,
that moment when the...
sunlight crested over
the Mediterranean was...
was just that...
Was perhaps time I-- I--
None of his friends
can even talk about it,
you know, it's like they
just sort of disappeared,
like Michael was never here
to begin with.
Uh--
One moment.
Shit.
Just grab yourself
some more coffee.
I'll be right back.
Hello.
Hi, Joe.
Hi, yeah, no.
No, sure, I get it.
Okay, yeah. Sure.
That was
a plumbing contractor.
On top of everything,
I've gotta find someone to
finish the bathroom remodeling
Michael started before--
I wanted Kara to finish
her first year at school,
and Michael would have
wanted that too, but...
I don't know.
Having a bunch of strangers
alone in here is just--
Ugh!
Well, perhaps I help?
So Michael wanted to
start from scratch,
and-- and really
do things right.
You know?
Well, this is it.
Um, so, um, these are
the plans that he drew up.
Uh-huh.
Well, is, um...
uh, shower, the tile.
Sink.
This, um--
This may be a little more
than I can actually--
Oh, God,
I didn't want--
I didn't want to cry.
His death was so sudden
and unbelievable.
And sometimes it's hard
to just breathe.
I keep wanting to turn
to Michael for help,
but, of course,
that's impossible.
- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- No, no, no.
I'm so grateful to you.
Sorry, um...
what were you saying?
I start tomorrow.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Oh, that's wonderful.
Thank you so much.
It-- It doesn't seem like
a big job to you?
No, no, it just--
This is smaller
than I thought.
- Really?
- Yes.
Great.
So, I begin
with the words.
- Aunt.
- Aunt.
- Spitting image.
- Spitting image.
- Mayonnaise.
- Mayonnaise.
- Theater.
- Theater.
- Alabama.
- Alabama.
And then I move on
to the questions.
What do you say to address
a group of people?
Hey, guys.
No, sir,
we talked about this.
You need to wait your turn.
Okay? Please sit down.
Please sit down. Thank you.
Wait your turn.
Dr. McGuire,
where are you?
It's me, Rahel, uh,
we really need to talk.
People are having den--
People are having
dental issues,
and I don't know what to do,
so please, if--
if you could please
call me back, sir.
Thank you.
Well, here we are.
Thanks again, Spiros.
Is there anything
I can get for you,
- or help you with--
- No, no, no, no,
I be fine all alone.
I-- We have old saying
in Greece.
What does that mean?
Much joy in work.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
Opa!
Opa.
Don't say opa.
Ohh!
This is why
he killed himself.
Alicia.
Kara.
Family.
Perfect.
Hello, Phil.
It's your brother Malcolm.
Pick up the phone.
I know you're watching "Jeopardy"
right now, so pick up, okay?
Troy or Desiree?
Okay, if I get
the next answer right,
you have to
pick up the phone.
The Greek God or
Goddess of thunder, lightning,
and knocking up
mortal females.
- Who is Apollo?
- Desiree.
- Who is Zeus.
- Yes.
Fuck!
Call me back.
- Yasso.
- Hey.
- You okay?
- Yes. Yes.
- Let me help.
- Oh, no, I got it.
How's the bathroom coming?
Ready to catch the next
flight back to Athens?
No, no, is-is, uh...
very good.
- It's coming along.
- It's--
- Great.
- Yes.
Got you a couple presents.
Our local music store has
an international section.
Not many bazouki lovers
here, so--
It's stupid.
You can throw it out.
No, no, this is, uh--
this is wonderful.
My-- My mother, uh,
teach me to dance to this.
You dance?
- Mm-hm.
- Wow!
And I know you love these.
Turkish cigarettes.
Yes!
Oh!
Michael told me
you were a fiend.
Yes.
Bing.
You remember Spiros
from Greece?
Do you remember
Michael's dad?
I-- I will get
the other bags.
Mm. There are no other bags.
Who are you?
Eimai Spiros.
Spiros.
He's not Spiros.
- You're not Spiros.
- Yeah, is me.
Spiros Papalapadopulu?
Papalapadopulu.
I don't think so.
I think you're Spiros
Malaka Papalapadopulu.
Malaka.
Did I say it wrong?
- Malaka.
- Malaka.
- Malaka.
- Malaka.
- Yeah, malaka.
- Malaka.
- Malaka!
- Malaka.
Honey, this kid's
a full deviant,
he taught me every
foul word in Greek.
- Yeah.
- Yes, you son of a pousti.
- Poustis.
- Oh! Hey!
Oh!
- Oh!
- Oh, God, Jesus,
what a good time we had
on that weekend.
What-- What was that,
20 years ago?
Yes.
You cut off
all your hair.
I barely recognize you.
Hey, hey.
You remember this?
Oh!
Hey, you got--
Oh!
You know, I'll bet Michael has
some pictures from those days.
Yeah. I think I know
where they are.
- Uh, is not necessary.
- No, no, it's easy,
they're right here.
Come outside, we'll sneak
one of these together.
Yeah.
You all right?
- You all right?
- Yes.
It's just--
Good Turk is so sweet,
tobacco is very nice.
Why do you suppose a guy
walks away from
all this good fortune?
Huh?
It wasn't like he
didn't know what he had,
he did, he always talked about
how lucky he was.
Wasn't supposed to be
like this.
People slipping me books on
how to properly grieve.
I guess I'm not
very good at it.
Doesn't mean
I didn't love my son.
Of course.
Of course you love him.
Guys, I can't find
those pictures anywhere,
but Bing, come on,
it's time to go.
Here.
Does he seem okay to you?
Yes.
Yeah?
He had a cancer scare
last year.
Michael was worried sick.
Okay. So,
see you tomorrow.
- Yes.
- Sure?
- Mm.
- Okay.
Um, okay.
Dad, come on!
We're late.
You remember
this old thing?
Mike said he wore it every
day of his life over there.
I gave it to him just before
he went to Athens.
I'm sure he'd want you
to have it.
Please.
And thank you.
For being here.
For helping Alicia.
Alicia.
Spiros.
I-- I be there, uh,
20 minutes or so. Yes.
I-- I get espresso.
Maybe I-- I get you something?
A tall latte?
And no foam, yes.
Okay.
Yes, I-- The wallpaper's
very nice.
I-- I get you, uh-- My favorite
color is Baby Blue Eyes.
Yes. Okay. Goodbye.
Hey. How's it going?
Oh, super.
How's it going with you, Captain?
It's not what it looks like.
Good, 'cause it looks like you
just got off a fuckin' ferry boat.
You're gonna have to pay
in U.S. dollars, you know.
They don't accept
drachma here anymore.
- I can explain it.
- Excuse me.
You look like
a sheep herder.
Please, tell me that
you're playing Fagan
in the Portland Playhouse
production of "Oliver."
Because if not,
I recommend you get
some serious
professional help.
- I can explain.
- Of course.
Alicia is wait for coffee.
I'm worried about you.
I promise I'm gonna
tell you everything soon.
Let's do it now.
How about now?
Is that good?
Okay. Fu--
I have a job that
I have to go to,
and I think you do, too.
But you and me,
we're gonna need to deal with this shit.
Understand?
Okay.
Wait. No.
There it is!
- Heading out?
- Oh!
You surprised me.
What are those?
Uh, these are the
plumbing, uh, manual
of the, uh--
the thingamajig.
You're okay?
Mm? Oh, yeah,
I-- I'm fine.
I'm just--
Been a long day.
Ah.
Mm. Very well, I will
see you in the morning then.
Oh, no. No,
I'm afraid not, I--
Somebody called from
the university,
I have to, um, go in and
clear out Michael's office.
Oh.
Well, that is, uh--
uh, most shitty.
Excuse my language.
No. You're right.
It is.
Most shitty.
But, um, the department's
short on space,
and most of Michael's papers
are there, so...
Sam's meeting me at 9:00.
Sam?
Michael's tenured partner
from the school.
- Partner?
- Yes.
Michael and Sam
worked together for years.
They were very close.
- Very close.
- Yes.
Something wrong?
You keep repeating
everything I say.
Repeat-- No, no,
I just--
Is, uh--
with the language.
Uh, very well.
I will go with you,
help pack--
- No, Spiros.
- Nai.
No, I'm-- You're
already doing so much.
No, please, is--
is absolute pleasure.
I mean, uh--
not pleasure.
It is I-I'm happy to--
Uh, not happy, but...
I will do it.
As dean of this college,
I've made it my life's work
to pursue reason
and understanding,
but this thing
with Michael--
it makes no sense.
No, I know.
Look, Alicia...
I know how difficult
all this is for you.
All that I ask is that
you let me be a friend.
Oh, God.
- Well--
- I forgot how much stuff there was.
Such is the life of
an academic.
You know what?
I-- I can help you with this.
There's a lot to be done.
I can move some things around,
- and--
- I think we be okay.
Eh?
No, I'm sorry,
I didn't get your name.
Oh, this is
Michael's friend Spiros.
Oh, Spiros!
Uh, uh--
The shower plug
is broken so--
So now is the hour
to dance?
I-- I don't even
think that's--
Hello, Alicia.
Hello, Sam.
I'll let you ladies
catch up.
- Are you okay?
- Yes.
- Are you?
- Yes.
- I'll be right--
- Thank you. Thank you, Jerome.
It's nice to see you.
I know it's been a while.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah, it has, I-- I was
surprised we didn't see you
at Michael's funeral.
Uh, yeah, I was in Maine
at a conference.
Look, Alicia,
I know that you're upset.
I don't blame you.
I am, too.
Maybe even a little bit angry
that he could do this.
Oh, God.
I just keeping thinking
that maybe
there's something
I could have done.
- No.
- He was always so strong,
and he was always positive.
No. No. No.
There was nothing
you could do.
So sorry.
Oh, God!
Oh, this is pathetic,
I'm so sorry.
Your having
to comfort me.
- No.
- I'm so sorry.
How are you?
How are you holding up?
Uh...
some days are better
than others.
- There's so much to do here.
- Yeah.
How can I help?
Yeah, this Samantha,
she seems, uh, quite upset.
Yeah, yeah.
Well, maybe she should be.
Why?
She and Michael
were both up for
the job of
department chair.
I always thought she was
a little sweaty
about winning the job.
I guess she
outmaneuvered my husband.
Of course.
Man loses his job
to woman, becomes, uh,
...despondent.
No, no, not at all.
Michael won the job,
but in the 11th hour,
he gave it to Sam.
I never understood it.
Wait, wait, wait.
He-- He turns
this job down?
Yeah. Yep.
He said--
Are you ready for this?
Life's too short.
Come on.
Let's get in the car,
it's cold.
Who kills himself
after getting the job?
You designed these?
- Mm.
- You have excellent taste, Mr. Fisk.
- Thank you.
- Nora.
Nora.
We actually have
a similar pair in stock.
You wouldn't be interested in
purchasing another set.
Well, I actually might.
I dug around my wife's
jewelry box,
and I can't find 'em
anymore, so--
Oh, well, women lose jewelry
all the time.
Uh-huh.
Right.
Shall I put those
on hold then?
Yeah.
Hi,
this is Dr. Phil McGuire.
Please leave a message.
Hi, Dad.
I just got out of my first singing class.
It went really well.
Uh, Mom's gonna drop me off
at the diner,
so I'll see you there.
Okay, bye.
How's your
singing lessons coming?
Do you like
your teacher?
She's fine.
Where'd you get this?
Oh, it was under the bed.
It's hard auditioning,
right?
Why?
Well, just-- Only one
person gets the job.
Well, what about
the understudy?
Yeah, well, two,
but still it's--
The rest don't.
You don't think I'll get it.
No. No, no, no,
I-- I'm not--
I'm not saying that,
I just--
I just don't want you to be
disappointed if you don't.
So, to reduce my risk of
being disappointed later,
I should anticipate
being disappointed now?
Doesn't that guarantee
I'm going to be disappointed
at some point
no matter what?
- Um--
- Yeah. I know.
I'll go wash my hands.
Hey!
Oh. Hello, Spiros.
Uh, is Alicia here?
Uh, she's not, um--
- She's here.
- Jerome.
Oh, hello, Alicia.
I tried you earlier,
but there was no answer.
Michael's case is being looked
into by the police department.
Don't be alarmed.
It's standard protocol.
Chancellor Schmidt
has seen to it that
you are assigned the best
detective in the city.
I just wanted to make
the introduction.
- This is Tom Welling.
- Mrs. Fisk,
very sorry for your loss.
Please, come in.
Both of you.
Oh, thank you.
I still don't understand
what--
What's there to
investigate?
Well, as a matter
of course,
we investigate
all suspicious deaths,
including suicide.
Suspicious?
Yes, according to
the coroner,
the initial report
stated that, uh--
Just ignore me.
I-- I am having a
backwater flow in the sink.
That's fine, Spiros.
Go ahead, detective.
The coroner said
the cause of death was
asphyxiation by hanging.
There were no signs of
struggle or force.
Also found in Mr. Fisk's car
were the receipts for the rope,
and for the wine that he
consumed before the--
the incident.
Both consistent with
suicidal intent.
One other thing of note:
he was barefoot,
which, in and of itself,
that's not unusual.
What is unusual
is that, uh...
we did not find his shoes
or socks at the scene.
Why would that be?
At this point,
we're just not sure.
Is it possible that someone
just happened by and took them?
Without reporting
the suicide?
What kind of person
would do that?
One more thing,
Mrs. Fisk--
What about why?
Excuse me?
Why he do it?
Why he take his own life?
Yes. What about why?
Well, without a note,
it's hard to say.
My investigation did uncover
one potential lead.
It seems that prior to
Mr. Fisk's death,
he may have been stalked.
Stalked?
Neighbors noticed someone
watching the house
the day that he died.
Unfortunately, no one
was able to get close enough
to give a description,
although a few did get
a look at the car.
It was just
a standard sedan, dark,
you know,
thousands like it on the roads.
You know,
now that you mention it,
that night at the mall,
the night before,
I do remember
the strangest feeling,
like we were
being watched.
Nobody in particular?
No, I'm sorry,
I'll-- I'll keep trying.
Okay, that'd be good.
Thank you.
Spiros.
Did you turn off
the pressure control valve
under the sink?
Yeah, yeah.
Mm-hm.
Huh. I don't think
you can turn it off.
One more thing,
Mrs. Fisk.
These are your husband's
personal affects.
They're yours now,
so, thank you,
and again,
we're extremely sorry for your loss.
Thank you for your time.
Gotta end.
This has got to end.
Alicia.
- What I do?
- Yeah, hi, Spiros.
I'm sorry for calling
so late.
I-- I just needed to
talk to someone.
About Michael.
I checked with the bank,
but no--
no big withdrawals.
His investments
are solid,
he had a physical
four months ago,
the doctor said his health
was near perfect.
He wasn't a drinker,
he wasn't a gambler,
he was--
people admired him.
That's the word
they'd use. Admire.
And I did, too, I--
You know,
he had his faults,
he could be picky and
demanding and a little--
a little distant,
a little not there,
but we were happy.
Well, listen,
maybe there's a--
Look, there is no answer.
Everyone loved the guy--
family, co-workers--
he had no enemies,
just friends.
The man who has
everything, huh?
Well, maybe that was
the problem.
Maybe there's more to life
than everything,
and maybe he only
realized that...
once he had it all.
Hmm.
Well--
Despair can find
any man.
No, not you.
You're too... Greek.
Well, then...
is good to be Greek.
Yes. It's good to be Greek.
- Nai.
- Yeah.
Opa!
- You can do this.
- What?
This is your thing,
you can--
- Your mother!
- My mother?
She taught you to dance.
Come on, for me.
- Hey. Excuse me.
- No. Alicia.
Over here my--
My friend,
he's from Greece,
- he can dance.
- No, no!
Yes. He just came over.
- He's a dancer?
- Yes, he's a dancer.
- From Greece.
- No, Alicia, no, no, no.
I'm sorry.
No, no, no.
Whoa!
He's Greek!
Hey!
There you go!
Go, Spiros!
Huh?
Woo!
Opa!
Opa!
Opa!
Hey, Mal,
what's up?
Uh, wrong number.
I'm looking for Spiros.
I-- I know how crazy
all that must look.
Listen,
I-- I can explain.
I'm all ears.
This is freaking me out.
I watch a lot of
"Nightline,"
I watch a lot of
"Dateline."
I'm worried about your mind.
Like, this is some
serial killer...
type stuff here.
How long you been
doin' this?
- A month.
- A month?
And you also remodeled
your apartment, and, um...
you're-- you're
growing... olives?
I'm kind of impressed.
How's your, uh--
How's your dental practice?
I don't really know.
Are you--
You don't know?
Hey, Malcolm,
I'm just saying,
I'm very close
to solving this.
Okay, when you say
stuff like that,
- you sound crazy.
- You're the one who told me
that Michael Fisk
must have a reason.
Right. Right, right,
right, right.
Yeah, um, because you don't
want there to not be a reason
because then that might
give you a reason
to do something that you
actually don't want to do.
Bingo! I couldn't have
said it better myself.
Want a little baklava?
It's homemade.
- No!
- It's very good.
And no, I don't get it.
What do you think's gonna
happen if you figure out why?
You think all of a sudden
your life's gonna get good,
and awesome and normal?
Look around, man.
You don't even have a big screen anymore.
How do you watch
"Jeopardy"?
This whole big search of yours
to find a reason
has led to you
living a lie.
And this poor woman--
She just wants the truth.
Okay, come on.
Let's do it.
Finally, I'm allowed back in
my own bathroom.
- All right, all right.
- Okay.
Ready. Come on, now.
Can I do it?
I don't think you're ready.
I am ready.
I couldn't be more ready.
It's--
Perfect.
It's perfect.
What are you doing here?
It's not your night with Molly.
Can I talk to her?
Have you been smoking?
Please, Rosemary?
I just want a minute.
Dad?
- Hi, honey.
- Hi.
Honey, I was wrong to
question your auditioning
for the lead in
the high school play.
I think it's great that
you put yourself out there,
and that you went for it,
and I wish I had done
more of that myself
when I was your age,
and I just wanted to say
good luck.
I already auditioned.
- Oh.
- Two days ago.
I didn't get the part.
Oh...
I'm sorry.
They put me in
the chorus instead.
The chorus?
Well, that's good.
How do you feel about it?
Fine.
Fine.
What?
Did you think I'd have
some kind of breakdown
if I didn't get it?
No, no, no.
No, I--
Maybe a little--
little bit.
I'm a pretty
level-headed kid, Dad.
That's the way
you guys raised me.
And besides,
there's always next year.
Right?
Right.
Yeah.
Sorry. I have to go
do my homework.
Okay.
Okay.
Hey, Spiros,
is this a bad time?
No. No, no, no.
No, no, no, this is--
No problem.
What I do?
I'm calling about
this annual event
at Michael's school.
Um, honestly,
I'd rather not go,
um, but Kara's coming home
for a few days on break,
and she thinks her dad
would have wanted us to go,
and so we're going,
and I thought
maybe you'd like to
join us.
Uh, I, um--
I'm sorry. I--
I just haven't been out
in public, and--
Never mind. Why am I even
telling you that?
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Alicia, I--
And actually, I am, uh--
I am happy to join you.
Drink up, Spiros.
Free booze.
Look at you.
Hey, all gussied up.
Let me guess.
The Zorba collection?
Let me, uh,
ask a question.
Hm?
Why is it you no like me?
Because I don't trust you.
I knew Michael well.
Whatever
this friendship is
that you're trying to
cash in on with this widow
took place a long time ago.
Why didn't he ever
tell me about it?
I don't know.
Maybe because--
and forgive my
English here--
you are fuck face.
Hey. Thank you.
To porcelain
and pop up drains.
You're having
good time, yes?
- No.
- Oh...
No, not at all.
No, it's--
It's kind of hard work
being the suicide widow.
- Hey, Mom.
- Hey, sweetie.
- How are you doing?
- Good.
- Did you eat something?
- No, I'm good.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
Good evening, everyone.
I just wanted to
welcome you all back
to our-- our little
tradition here.
I look around,
I see old faces,
some new faces.
And some old faces
that are now new faces.
No, it's-- it's great to
have you all here,
I especially
want to welcome...
Alicia Fisk and
her daughter Kara.
Please know that we all
support you both very much.
I'd also like to
welcome Spiros,
a Fisk family friend
from far away Greece.
...Spiros.
Now, Spiros, you've--
you've talked a lot about
your close friendship
with Michael,
but for the life of me,
you never told us how
the two of you met.
Oh, is, uh--
Was a long time ago.
They don't want to hear this.
Oh, please, we'd love to hear
it, wouldn't we?
Really, is not a good time.
- Is it a good time?
- Good time.
I'm afraid
I have to insist.
I'd like to hear it.
You know,
I never heard it, either.
You want the truth?
All right.
I will tell you
the truth.
Michael Fisk and I...
met...
in a dentist's office.
No, no, this is, uh--
this is true.
One day I am sitting in
this sad place
where they fix the, uh--
It's a very sad place, the dentist
there, he is not a happy man.
And suddenly, this guy
walks into the room.
Everything changes.
He is--
He is amazing.
He is funny,
he tells me stories
of Greece and
the places that he's been,
the people he loves.
And I am so taken with him...
that I-- I follow him.
No, no, I swear to God,
I-- I-- The next day,
he's in the village,
I'm-- I'm spying on him.
He's talking to strangers
and he's...
driving his car and
I'm peeking through
the windows of his house.
I swear, I'm suddenly, um--
What, uh, peepee Tom?
- Peeping.
- Peeping Tom.
All right,
and no longer Spiros,
now I am Tom,
nice to meet you all.
Michael Fisk,
he change me.
And he never knew it.
The last time I ever
spy on him...
I see him alone...
where he is--
he's very peaceful.
Quiet.
And I know I have
a connection with this guy.
I think we will have
this connection
- the rest of our lives.
- All right.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
To Michael Fisk.
To Michael Fisk.
- Michael.
- PHIL:
Opa!
Is that story true?
About my dad?
Yes.
What was he like?
Back in the day.
- You mind?
- No, go ahead.
Well, you know
what kind of man he was.
I'm not sure I ever
knew my dad.
Oh, this is not true.
What he did does not
change who he was.
Well, he wasn't a man who hung
himself in a tree very often.
So what he did
is who he was.
The father I thought I knew
could never have done that.
Maybe he just, uh--
He just--
He loses sight of himself.
I just keep wondering if--
What?
If things had been different...
or if we had been different,
maybe--
No, no, no, no,
this is not you.
Your father--
He tells me once,
- an unexamined life...
- ...is not worth living.
Socrates, right?
Maybe somewhere along the way
he stops examining.
Whatever,
is-- is his choice.
Can you imagine?
Sometimes.
Come inside.
- Alicia.
- Sam.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Spiros,
you remember Sam.
Ah, Spiros. Hi.
I didn't think
you were coming.
I wasn't going to,
but I am s--
so happy to see you.
Me, too.
I'm so sorry
I missed the funeral.
No, come on.
I have not been
behaving very well.
Well...
you and me both.
Well, it's nice to get--
Whoo!
Get out of the house
and get some fresh air.
- Yeah.
- Care for a pizza?
No! Thank you.
- Ooh.
- Are you okay?
You no like pizza?
Me no like anything
right now, Spiros.
I'm pregnant.
Uh--
- Are you kidding me?
- I'm pregnant.
- Oh, my--
- No, I'm not.
- Oh, my God.
- I'm not.
- This-- Wow!
- I'm pregnant.
- I'm pregnant.
- Wait, how--
How many-- Wow!
How many weeks?
It's been a while.
It's been a while.
- I can't-- Oh, it's nice to just tell you that.
- Oh, Sam--
Dr. McGuire,
there are people down here,
doctor,
who desperately
need your help.
Abscesses, swollen gums,
hyperdontia, you name it.
Shit!
Ahh!
- Mrs. Fisk?
- Ahh!
Everything all right?
No. No, detective,
it's not.
What can I do for you?
Well, at your suggestion,
I had a chance to review
the security tapes
from the Promenade
the night before your
husband's death.
And, uh,
I think I know now
who's been following you
and your family.
I come as quick as I can.
How bad is the leak?
Philip McGuire--
AKA Spiros,
you're under arrest.
You have the right to
remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.
Get all his pockets, guys,
let's get him in the car.
Get that bag,
we'll take that bag.
That's not entirely accurate.
I mean, it's accurate,
but you make it sound
worse than it was.
All right, well,
explain to me why it's not so bad
that you tricked a widow
into letting you
look through her
dead husband's possessions.
You won't understand.
Try me.
All right.
To me, Michael Fisk...
was this guy who I thought
had figured it all out.
He'd found a-- a way to
actually live a life.
Good to see you.
And then he killed himself.
And if he killed himself,
what did that say about me?
I wanted-- No.
I needed to find
the reason why.
Did you?
Did I what?
Did you find out why?
Yes, I did.
So, what, drugs, gambling?
Was the guy in debt,
was he sick?
He was cheating on his wife.
His wife.
Ah, shit.
Yeah.
Shit.
And when his girlfriend
got pregnant,
he couldn't handle
the consequences,
so he...
Goddamn.
Well, thanks.
Hang tight, all right?
Let me ask you
just one last question.
Discovering why,
did it help you,
did it make you
feel better,
you know, about yourself,
about your own life?
It was supposed to but...
no.
There's some good news.
Mrs. Fisk isn't gonna
press charges,
but, uh, there'll be
a restraining order
I'm gonna go talk to the guys.
You need anything?
No.
- You bastard.
- Oh! God.
You scared me.
How-- How did you--
I wanted to meet you.
The actual you.
The person capable of...
doing this.
The restraining order.
I can't be within
100 yards of you.
No, that applies to you,
not me.
I can get as close to you
as I want.
I can get close enough
to shoot you if I want.
You'd like that, though.
Wouldn't you?
That would relieve you of
responsibility for your life
or something. Is that--
- It isn't like that.
- No?
You weren't hoping to find
some terrible secret
about Michael
to give your life worth?
And you succeeded, right?
You discovered that Michael
was having an affair with Sam.
The detective told you that?
You're actually upset
he violated your trust?
- No, I--
- Wow.
I-- I found out that
Michael and Samantha
had gone away for a weekend
to Big Sur.
He bought her things,
he bought her expensive jewelry.
I have documentation of
the whole thing.
I didn't tell you
to spare your feelings.
Well--
How... chivalrous of you.
How--
How gallant!
That weekend
was Sam's wedding.
And the-- And the jewelry
was a gift from us
to Sam and her bride.
Yeah. Sam's gay.
How's your life now?
Phil?
I want my husband's hat back.
By the way,
I'm gonna sue you.
$30,000 for the damage
you did to my house.
I'm sorry about that, Alicia.
I never meant for any--
And stay away from me, okay?
Just-- Just stay away
from me and Kara. Okay?
And go back to your own life.
You have 167 messages.
Dear Dr. McGuire,
I waited for you
as long as I could.
Please consider this
my resignation.
In the three years
we worked together,
I came to admire you.
You didn't have
the most exciting job
or glamorous,
but you showed up
every single day,
you did your best,
and you gave people
nicer teeth.
I was so proud to be
part of that.
But now it's over,
and that makes me super sad.
Goodbye, Dr. McGuire.
I hope whatever you're doing
brings you happiness.
Very truly yours,
Rahel.
You shouldn't be up there!
Uh, Phil McGuire?
Back that way.
Phil?
Mm-mm.
He's in the next bed.
Hey.
Hey.
All right.
Listen, man, um,
I feel bad.
I feel responsible
because you were
trying to tell me,
and I wasn't
paying attention.
I just--
I didn't believe that
you were actually
gonna try and--
Malcolm, I didn't try
and kill myself.
Come on, man,
you jumped off
freakin' 120 foot bridge.
I came as close to dying
as a person can.
And I didn't.
What does that tell you?
I don't know,
that you're an idiot?
Yeah. And I take...
responsibility for it all.
I'm sorry.
And I couldn't screw up
my life any more,
but I'm still here.
Huh?
Are you here to stay?
Yeah.
How do I know?
Because last night,
I fought harder to
save my life
than I ever fought to take it.
All right.
We got bigger problems now.
Do you have any idea
how much paperwork
I'm gonna have to
wade through
to renew your
life insurance?
Ow.
Oh, so I'm still
insurable.
- No.
- No.
- No, right?
- Fuck no.
Ohh...
All right.
Check this out.
- Ow!
- Sorry.
- Gentle.
- Um...
Here.
Oh, God. The show.
She-- She said she was
in the chorus.
Yeah. She was
the understudy to Mabel,
and Mabel got mono.
She's pretty good.
Some pretty sweet pipes.
God's sake!
I dialed a 9 and a 1.
Tell me why I shouldn't
hit the last 1?
I found a note.
A note?
From Michael.
It's still sealed.
The Greek philosopher
Heraclitus said,
"Everything flows,
nothing stands still."
If everything's
always changing,
and every question
can't have an answer,
why are we here?
We just are.
Why do we die?
We just do.
Looks good.
Good night,
Dr. McGuire.
Guess who's going
skydiving this weekend.
Oh, I'll bet, uh...
you are?
I am. I am.
Where are you off to?
Uh, I have a date.
Maybe we're not
meant to know.
That's wonderful.
Maybe everything is not,
you know...
knowable.
Maybe it's enough for us
to just be.
No, but I really
couldn't tell.
You were a little bit here,
a little there.
You know what I mean.
Yeah. Well,
did you like it, honey?
Sorta.
I guess maybe I'm not that into
musical theater after all, Dad.
- I'm really sorry.
- No.
It's fine, honey.
It's fine.
- Oh, hi, doggy.
- Hey.
- Hi. He's so cute.
- He's a good looking guy.
- So, you excited?
- So excited.
Did your mom
renew your passport?
Yes.
Oh, and Socrates.
He had another quote.
"I know one thing...
that I know nothing."