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

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