Entanglement

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Before we begin,

I want you to know that I wish

things could be different.

But I hope you can understand

why I have to do it this way.

If you look at anything

from far enough away,

you can see a pattern.

In the universe, in

nature, in life...

especially even in death.

The trouble is, when

you're inside the pattern,

you just can't see it.

So... you have to find

a way to get out.

Just please know that

all these moments,

they happen for a reason.

Even this one.

Ben Layton?

Just get you to sign

right there, please.

Okay...

Are you okay, man?

I've been worse.

Buddy!

Hey!

Hello!

Ben!

Ben...

Ben... can you tell me

how you're feeling?

That's kind of a personal

question, don't you think?

I know you think you're being

funny but you're just not.

The puppet thinks I'm hilarious.

I think you're avoiding

the real problem.

What do you want me to say?

I... I hit a rough patch

but now I'm better.

It's only been six months

and what did we say

about definitive statements?

You know I started

making this collage?

It's about my past,

about my parents,

me being an only child...

meeting Claire, losing Claire...

I made it out of string.

It's very tactile.

And why are you doing this?

Oh, just trying to figure out

where my life went wrong.

Can I ask you a question?

Do you like yourself?

What, as a friend?

Or... more of a...

friend with benefits?

Ben... I'm a child psychologist.

You shouldn't even be in here.

You're on my hour, Layton.

Okay, just...

Hi there, Alexa.

Are your parents still

getting divorced?

I don't know, is that guy still

having sex with your ex-wife?

How did you know that?

Everybody knows.

Braden F said you're a cry-baby.

Well Braden F wets the bed.

Are you going to trust

whatever he says?

You're a cry-baby.

How do you like that?

Okay, that's enough!

Everyone, just...

Yeah, you'd better run.

Does this look like

running to you?

Does this?

I'm walking away 'cause

I have things to do.

Who does that?

Shoot.

Uh..

What, what'd you say?

What kind of narcissist

wears a shirt

with their own picture on it?

Oh, uh... yeah I, I

bought this at a store.

It's, it's not me.

Mmm, it really is.

It's like a weird, colorful

little version of you.

Self portrait of a man named...?

Ben Layton.

Ben.

Yeah.

You don't get migraines, do you?

No.

No Imitrex, no Migard, I know.

It's, uh... it's for

a skin condition.

Mmm, I got that same condition.

It's a real b*tch

around the holidays.

You should take my number.

Paper?

Uh... okay.

You have messy handwriting.

Tough sh*t.

You should call me.

Cash or credit?

Uh... cash.

Don't be mad.

- Oh, geez!

- I got bored.

Tabby, what the hell,

what are you doing here?

I'm cleaning.

I'm being a good neighbor.

You're welcome!

Did you throw out my plants?

They were dying.

Well, we're all dying.

Usually when I do this

you don't even notice.

I'm pretty stealthy.

I think I need my spare

key back from you.

Well, I disagree.

Okay... all right.

By the way, uh... what is this?

I hate it.

Oh, thank you so much.

Uh... that is my life.

So I guess you kind

of hate my life,

that makes two of us.

I decided to lay

it out visually,

you know so I can see

what went wrong.

Can I just...?

No, no, no, no, no, no...

But it's a mess.

Yeah, I know.

I've been reading some books

about parallel universes,

quantum physics, stuff like

that and how every choice

we make creates thousands

of universes spreading

throughout time and space.

Okay, uh, well let me

give you an example.

Okay. So...

let's say that this

line here is my life,

what was supposed to be my life.

Like, it's quiet, it's

peaceful, it's serene,

it's happy... and then

something happened here.

And now my life is on

this alternate reality

which is sh*t and I can't

come back from it at all.

So, if I just figure

what this is...

well, then hopefully

I can fix it.

That's permanent

marker, you know?

That's not coming out.

What?

God damnit... is all of it?

Sh*t.

Hello?

Yes, this is his son.

Who's this?

He's not dead.

Are you sure?

Where am I?

Sir, you've had a heart attack.

Don't tell my son, he's

not good in a crisis.

Dad I'm here, it's me.

Good, listen...

I have to tell you

something in case I die.

You're, you're not going to

die, I don't think, right?

Is he?

Oh, he'll be fine probably.

Just shut up for one minute.

It's about your sister.

Dad, I don't have

a sister, okay?

I'm an only child.

How many drugs did you give him?

No, we didn't give

him any drugs.

Okay, well... well

maybe, should you?

I mean he just had

a heart attack.

Do you want to be

the doctor here?

- No, no, no...

- Ben...

before you were born, your

mother and I, we... adopted.

Then after it went

through, well,

your mother discovered

that she was pregnant.

So, so... we had to

give up the freebie.

So... I almost had a sister?

Are you sure?

Yeah, yes I'm sure.

I held this baby in my arms

and she was cuter than you!

All right, irrelevant, but yeah...

okay.

Ben... she's out

there somewhere.

Just listen to me, damnit.

Ben, she's still out there!

Uh... okay, uh...

what do I do now?

Just go home, we'll call you

after his surgery... probably.

Well, of course we

applied for adoption!

From what the doctors say,

my uterus is pretty

much a death trap.

Besides, I wasn't getting any

younger so it made sense.

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