Erica: Previously on "Being Erica":
What can I say to stop you?
Just kiss me...
And say goodbye.
I'm tired of being on the dl.
Brent, stop it. I meant it.
I can't keep going like this.
I want you, Julianne, but not like this.
So when you're ready to be out and proud,
come talk to me.
I know that you didn't mean to hurt me.
Of course I didn't.
But you did.
Jenny, you did.
(Jenny sobs)
Dr. Tom: I destroyed our relationship the first time
by holding myself apart from Amanda.
I won't do that again.
You can't tell her, Tom.
It's simply not an option.
We must keep this, what we do, a secret.
Erica: I don't want Kai, I don't want a fantasy.
I just want you.
Can we just try again?
Even if there's no guarantee that it'll work this time,
can we just try?
Yeah.
Let's try again.
(Laughs, elated)
(Water rushes)
- Adam! - Morning.
- Hey. - Hey.
What're you doing?
I'm brushing my teeth.
I can see that.
But I'm kind of in the middle of something here.
You do what you gotta do, baby.
Not with you standing there.
What? We're both human.
I don't expect you to be anything more
than a regular person.
'Kay, you know what? The door was closed,
and I need some privacy.
And I need to brush my teeth.
So if you want me out of here,
you're just gonna have to smoke me out.
Get out!
(Laughing) Oh, no!
- Get out! - No!
Get out!
Adam!
(Laughs)
Actually...
I think you're gonna need that.
You... You are so gonna get it.
Okay, that is it!
Everyone knows that you don't come in the bathroom
when the door is closed.
You are the one with the rules about the bathroom.
Door closed. Oh, and running the water,
like I don't know what's going on.
Okay, okay, that's enough.
All right?
Everyone knows.
Not everyone. You.
You have a thing with the bathroom,
I don't.
And this is a one bathroom apartment.
You should be nice to me today.
It's my birthday.
It's your birthday?
Mm-hm.
- Really? - Mm-hm.
Well then...
(Gasps, surprised) Happy Birthday.
Erica: (Squeals) Ooh!
(Half laughs, shocked)
A day at Urban Bliss?!
Adam, this is...
The nicest spa in the city!
- Yeah? - Thank you! Thank you!
Wow!
Okay, full disclosure?
I came this close to getting a cool vacuum robot
with like infrared sensors,
but I stopped myself.
I'm glad you did.
Mm. I thought, I'd like a robot,
but what would Erica want?
And so now you can go and get a massage,
or get your toenails painted and...
Um, it's called a pedicure.
Oh. Well, I wouldn't know. I've never been to a spa.
Why don't we go together this afternoon?!
Um...
Oh please! Please, Adam? You will love it.
We'll get like all pampered
and it'll be an adventure.
Please, please, please, please, please?
All right. (Gasps)
But I draw the line at anything
that involves nail polish.
Done.
Okay, so it's you and me, together,
this afternoon at the spa,
and then we have the party at Goblins tonight.
Uh... but first,
I have to go meet the graphic editor
for "A Tattered Rose."
Yeah.
So gonna be fun.
- Mm-hm. - Mm-hm.
He's tall, artistic, sexy.
He's perfect, actually.
You know you're saying all this out loud, right?
No, for Julianne. I mean, that girl,
she's been single for way too long.
Adam: Erica. Erica: Yeah?
I know you,
and I know what you're doing.
Erica: (Squeals)
(Door slams)
Adam: (Laughing)
Erica: In a world where cities are vast
and filled with strangers,
our only refuge is in the people we know.
Those people in our lives who share our ideals,
our values, our sense of humour.
How wonderful to be able to count on that familiarity,
on knowing we're not alone.
Erica,
I didn't want to tell you on your birthday,
but there's never gonna be a right time for you to find out.
Okay, cut.
Julianne: What?
Brent: You're telling her that we're dating,
not that she has terminal cancer.
I know,
but I don't know how she's gonna take the news.
I have to be delicate.
Or we could just wait until tomorrow.
No.
No. Birthday or no birthday,
you're telling her.
And once we explain that this isn't just a fling,
and that we...
"Heart" each other?
She'll be happy for us.
Good morning, 50/50. (Voice trails off)
♪
Being Erica 04x10 "Purim" Original Air date: December 5, 2011.
Sync & corrections by Alice www.addic7ed.com
♪ It's clearer inside of me ♪
♪ who I will always be ♪
♪ open me up to my heart ♪
♪ feels like I'm seeing in the dark ♪
♪ waking me up to my life ♪
♪ to do it all over ♪
♪ again and again ♪
♪ until the end ♪
♪ the sum of my dreams ♪
♪ and everything I ever wanted to be. ♪
What's um... What's going on?
Erica, we didn't wanna tell you on your birthday,
or like this,
but Brent and I are dating.
Each other.
Wha... what?
Julianne: Yeah, I tried to tell you at Dave and Ivan's wedding,
but then you left with Adam before I could.
Whoa. Can we just go back a second?
Julianne and Brent: Sure.
You two are... You're dating?
Bf and Gf.
Okay. (Chuckles) Since when?
I mean, since the wedding?
Oh... not quite.
It was just a little bit before that.
A little bit before... The rehearsal dinner?
Brent: Tomorrow, it'll be a month.
Erica: A month?!
We were gonna tell you the minute
you walked through the door, really.
Rachel: Good morning, team!
Rachel, can you grab us three lattes, please?
And just take your time.
We're in the middle of something here.
Oh my God, you told her.
Finally!
Wait. You told...
You told Rachel before me?
I, I, I...
She didn't tell me out loud.
Who has two thumbs and is psychic?
Moi.
Wow.
You two... together.
Are you mad?
No, I'm not. I mean, I'm not mad.
Uh, just... A little shocked.
Julianne: Yeah, well, believe me, so was I.
Well, congrats, you two!
Thanks.
Rachel: Mischa! You're early.
I'm always early.
If you need time, please,
I will wait.
Julianne: Uh, no. I think we're good to go.
Definitely. Mm-hm.
Julianne: So why don't you just set your computer up right here.
Mischa: As you can see,
I have gone in two different directions
for the book cover.
Erica: Okay, well, um...
I like this option.
Mischa: Oh! Please, do not touch the screen.
Sorry, sorry. Um...
The other one obviously sells the fun,
but I find it just a little bit crass.
You know, it seems more a gossip rag
than a memoir.
Well, it's true,
but gossip rags sell, chicken,
and this one screams,
"I don't get out of bed for less than $10,000 a day,
ka-ching, we have a best-seller."
Julianne, it's what I've been telling you,
we need to elevate our material.
And, I mean, the memoir,
it can be still be juicy without looking like trash.
Sorry.
Julianne: Well, this doesn't say "trash." It says, "sexy, fun, funny."
Whereas this other one says, "boring, serious,
trying too hard."
Sorry.
Okay, well, Mischa,
it seems that we are at a bit of an impasse here.
Perhaps you need another opinion.
He looks like he has one.
Whoa!
Julianne: (Gasps) Oh my God! Brent!
Sweetie, are you okay?
Yeah. Mm-hm.
Julianne: Are you sure? Brent: I'm okay, I'm okay.
You didn't break anything? Awww!
Erica: Brent, come over here
and tell us which one you prefer.
Okay, um...
I say that one.
It's grabby, it's hot. It'll sell.
Mischa: Ah, it's two against one.
And Brent's a genius when it comes to marketing.
Okay, but I will remind you
that this is our first big title.
This will define us, our company.
I, I know.
But if our first big title fails
because of a boring book cover,
then we don't have a company to define.
Uh...
Okay, well then, I guess it's two against one
and we'll go with their choice.
Julianne: Oh! See?
You know what I mean?
Pow.
Erica: And guess whose side Brent was on?
Julianne's.
I mean, she used him to break the tie.
Adam: You're kidding.
Erica: No, you know, I wish was.
Them dating? It changes the whole dynamic.
I mean, is he always gonna be on her side
and not mine? Of course.
Ooh, shocker!
Spa worker: Ma'am, it's probably best if you don't move your hands.
Sorry. Sorry.
Adam: Okay, just playing devil's advocate here.
Is it possible that you're upset because they lied to you?
They had this whole affair behind your back,
so your anger's clouding things a little bit.
Spa worker: We're gonna start the Asian tea foot scrub
while we wait for these to dry.
Do you have any other treatments scheduled for today?
Erica?
Uh, no. Just this, the "twice as nice" mani-pedi.
Well, we offer a wonderful BSC wax
to our male clientele.
It's on special.
A BSC?
Back, sack, and crack.
No. (Laughs uncomfortably)
Not interested. Thank you.
Oh, so all it took was the thought of me
dipping my bollocks in hot wax
to finally make you laugh?
Uh... yeah. Yup, that's all.
(Chuckling)
Do I wish that she would've told me
about the relationship?
Of course, but I...
I mean, I get it.
Her personal life is her personal life.
But that's not what's bothering me.
Adam: You sure? Erica: Yes.
It's the fact that her personal life
is now affecting my professional life.
That is the problem.
(Sighs heavily)
Anyways, I came here to find some zen.
Are you sure you don't want that BSC?
(Laughs) Positive.
Why, do you think I need it?
Mm.
Amanda: You've got the mountains on one side,
and the ocean on the other, and you're here.
Wow, right in the middle.
I tell all my clients Big Sur is gorgeous.
It's a must-see.
And the food? Oh...
Don't get me started on the food.
(Laughs)
What? Am I making you hungry?
No, you're making me jealous.
I haven't travelled in years.
It's not too late to start.
Well, could we go?
I mean, would you want to take a trip...
Are you kidding?
Just say the word, I'll book it.
I get a discount...
Perks of the job.
What is happening to me?
What do you mean?
Ah, you know, things are changing.
You know, things I didn't expect.
You know, since you... Since I found you again,
it's like I'm uh... Uh...
Loosening up?
Yeah. Yeah, maybe. A bit.
Are you still thinking of retiring?
I go to sleep thinking about it,
I wake up thinking about it...
You know, it's so strange. I used to feel excited,
you know, taking on new patients
and work.
And now I just feel I'm...
Bored?
No, not bored so much as...
Done.
Then you know.
What?
That it's time for a new adventure.
Uh, the mountains and the ocean.
Is that my new adventure?
I'm your new adventure.
You really are, you know?
(Inhales and blows)
(Gasps and blows)
Guests: (Applause and cheers)
Adam: Happy Birthday!
Erica: Thanks!
Hey! How are you?
Hey! Hey, Jude!
Thirty-five!
The old gang is getting old.
Old... er! Older.
Mm-hmm.
- Here. (Gasps) - Two?
Yes. This one's from me,
and that's from Jenny.
Jenny? Really?
Hi.
Um, when did you, um, see her?
Yesterday.
She's doing really well.
Good. That's great.
She misses you.
Jude, are you trying to guilt me out?
No, no. I'm just...
I'm just saying, it's been a year
and she's changed a lot,
and you guys have been friends forever and...
Just think about it.
Okay. Thank you.
Julianne and Jude: Hey! Hey!
Julianne: Happy Birthday, chicken!
Aw, this is gonna be fun!
Yay!
Okay. Uh, what's wrong?
Nothing!
Is it about me and Brent?
I'm gonna get a...
Sorry, Jude.
I, I, I...
I know I should've told you.
Yeah, you should have told me, Julianne,
and it's not that I'm not happy for you.
But this?
I mean, the fact that you two are together,
it affects me, it affects our business,
it affects the decisions that we make.
I don't know what you're talking about?
Okay, you know, I'm talking about this morning,
when you and Brent,
you basically ganged up on me
to get the cover you wanted.
That's just not what happened.
Well, that's how it felt.
Look, Julianne, we hired Brent
to be our support person - your and my support person -
and now he's your boyfriend.
But I can't help who I fall in love with.
Yeah, but it's the way that you handled it.
I mean, you're happy, that's great.
But you put me in a really awkward situation,
and the truth is,
is that I never would've done that to you.
Not in a million years.
(Door bangs shut)
(Whoosh)
It's like...
It's like she doesn't get that there is an unwritten rule
that everyone knows about.
You don't date your employees.
It's obvious.
And now of course, I mean,
it affects the whole dynamic of things.
Did she think about me?
Did she think about us,
about how it would change everything
when she decided to get together with Brent?
No. And now she's shocked that I'm upset?
Dr. Tom: And that's all this is?
You're upset about your business.
It's nothing to do with your friendship?
Okay, fine.
Yeah, I wish she'd told me before Rachel.
But look, it comes down to the same thing.
I never would treat Julianne that way.
Never.
And you, you're perfect then, right?
No! That is not what I'm saying.
Look, you know I've made some huge mistakes,
but I would never jeopardize a friendship,
a working relationship, the way that she did.
(Clears throat)
"You are not your patient."
I'm sorry, what?
Today's lesson.
You are not your patient.
Okay, wait a minute.
My first lesson was that "you are your patient,"
and now you're saying that I'm not?
I know, it's confusing.
No, it really is.
Because if I'm not my patient, then who is?
Your zayde.
My grandfather?
Dr. Tom, what does that have to do with Julianne?
And how can he be my patient?
He died in 1992.
Well, lucky for us, I can manipulate time.
So...
Tell me about him. Purim, 1992.
(Sighs)
My zayde, he was... He was an amazing grandfather,
and we had a really special bond.
And I always regretted not spending more time with him
the last time he came to visit before he died.
What happened?
Every year, on Purim,
he would come and visit us from Montreal,
and it was his favourite holiday.
And my dad would throw these big Purim parties.
But when I turned 16
everything just... It went to hell.
Leo and my dad, they weren't on speaking terms,
and Samantha, she was going through this rebellious phase.
And me,
I was more interested in partying with Katie and Jenny
than I was with my grandfather.
So, I bailed that night,
right through the bedroom window.
I skipped the party, and a few months later he died.
I wish I'd stayed that night.
That's my regret.
Okay, then.
Happy Purim, Erica.
(Whoosh)
Erica! (Yelps)
Erica, come on! Go!
Hurry up, come on. Go, go, go, quickly!
Gary: Erica Strange!
Erica: Dad!
Hey!
Your zayde, who hardly ever sees you,
comes to town, and this is what you do?!
Jenny, was this your idea?!
Oh my God, your dad's yelling at me!
No, Dad, this wasn't Jenny's idea.
It was my idea, and I was wrong.
You know, like momentary insanity.
But hey...
I promise you that I'm gonna go in there
and hang out with zayde, and...
Purim it up!
And don't forget your costume.
Okay.
Ugh!
Well, this sucks donkeys.
Erica: Oh...
Look, it doesn't have to for you, Jenny.
There's nothing stopping you from going to Katie's party.
Um, except a little thing called loyalty.
Do I want to ditch you? Hell yeah.
Am I gonna? No way.
You are my best friend, Erica,
and I will not desert you.
I mean, I survived your bat-mitzvah,
I can make it through this.
Thanks, Jenny.
Okay. So how does this Purim thing work?
Break it down for me.
Well, it's kinda like a Jewish Halloween.
Jenny: Halloween? I love Halloween.
Ooh! Maybe I can wear my sexy nurse costume
from last year.
Except there's only two options.
Jenny: Okay.
Queen Esther - the pure, saintly type.
It's a lot of material.
Or...
Queen Vashti - the sexy, rebellious, feminist icon.
Unh?
Okay, Jenny, you can be Queen Vashti.
Oh my God, this is gonna be so much fun!
Mm. Mm?
Da-da-da-daa!
(Klezmer music plays)
(Lively chatter and laughter throughout the house)
Oh, mamaleh, look at you.
What a beautiful Queen Esther you are.
Zayde!
Zayde, this is my friend Jenny.
As Queen Vashti. Excellent.
Yes, this is my first Purim, Mr. Zayde.
Ah, welcome! I'm sure Erica's told you
that Purim is my most favourite holiday
of the year.
Why is that, Zayde?
Why is that?
Well, because... It's fun!
I get to be with my grandchildren,
I watch them dress up, we play, we make jokes.
What could be better?
Don't tell anybody,
but, actually, Erica's my number one granddaughter.
Oh.
So are you ready for the play?
Sorry, play? What, what play?
Yes, we sure are.
Well, I'm glad.
Oh, oh, oh! Before I forget,
I brought you this -
for my reader.
Oh, Zayde. Aww.
That is... It's a book about Purim.
- Mm-hm. - Thank you.
You're welcome.
So where's your sister?
Sam? I don't... I don't know.
Sam?
Zayde and child: Ungh!
Oy! Samantha, I didn't recognize you!
I thought Leo was gonna be Mordecai.
Well, it's Purim. I'm allowed to be a guy.
In my day, the boys played Mordecai,
the girls played Queen Esther.
Well, some things change.
And some things don't.
Oh. I remembered you liked horses.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Gary, where's your son gotten to?
The play's gonna start.
He's not here. He...
He's out with friends.
What do you mean he's out with friends?
He's supposed to be in the play!
Barbara: He's eighteen.
We're lucky if he even says good morning to us.
Nice pony.
Can you believe him?
I'm fourteen, not six.
What'd he get you?
Of course, a book for 8-year-olds.
Typical. This family is so deranged.
Uh, Sammy, just cut him some slack.
He has a gazillion grandkids.
I mean, he doesn't know what to get all of us.
He could ask.
And of course you'd defend him;
You are his favourite grandchild.
No, that's... That's not true.
I'm so sick of everyone acting so fake
when Zayde's around.
It's lame, and you're the worst
with your, "I love reading, just like you, Zayde,"
and your stupid Purim joke.
Oh God! Ugh...
I forgot about the joke.
Wait, what joke?
It's about Noah and the Ark.
She has to tell it every year.
Oh. No, I love jokes! Tell me.
Okay.
Do you think Noah does a lot of fishing on the Ark?
No, how could he? He only has two worms.
Wow.
That's not really funny at all.
Yeah, well, it was when she was five.
Jenny: You know what? Sorry, Erica,
but it sounds like your grandpa's
stuck in a time warp.
Look, he's a wonderful grandfather,
and this is his favourite holiday.
Do you know what Leo told me?
He told me that the real Purim
is eating junk, getting shit-faced...
Sam, you're drinking?
Mm-hm. If I'm gonna stay at this stupid party...
I'm keepin' it real.
Okay.
Zayde: Purim play's about to start, everybody.
Erica, come on
okay.
He's serious about the play?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, just go with the flow.
But I don't know my lines!
But you look hot.
I do.
Gary: So the king called for Vashti to come and dance naked for him
and his royal guards.
Mark: Come, oh queen.
Come dance and display your beauty
for all to see.
Ohhh! Maybe we can lambada instead?
Jenny: Huh? Wooo! Erica: Jenny! Jen! Jen!
(Whispering) You're supposed to say no.
What? I'm just improvising.
(Emphatically) Just say no.
Okay, okay, it's fine.
No. No I will not dance for you, my liege.
In fact, as the original feminist,
I am deeply offended that you would even ask.
Off with her head!
What?
Wait, that's what happened to her
'cause she wouldn't dance? Really?!
Help me! Help me! (Family applauds)
Benjamin: I said bow to me!
Bow to me, Mordecai, you Jewish rapscallion!
Young Sam: I will never bow to you!
Never will I bow to the evil Haman.
(Family jeers, noisemakers rasp)
Benjamin: Bow to me, or I will make you bow!
Make me, pig!
Erica: Sam, just take it easy.
I'm getting into my role.
I've always wanted to be Mordecai.
What are you gonna do, huh?
Huh? What're you gonna do?
Benjamin: I'm going to kill your people - all of them!
Oh yeah? Not if I'll kill you first!
(Benjamin grunts, family gasps)
Mordecai kicks some Persian butt!
Gary: Sam!
Oh my God!
Is this a bottle of wine, Samantha?
Zayde: What is this fighting on Purim?!
And children getting drunk?
What's going on in this family?
And what's the matter with you?
Zayde: Never happened in my house.
Gary: I'm not making excuses for her, Dad.
Zayde: Discipline.
Respect for elders, respect for traditions.
If they'd grown up in a house with rules,
as opposed to this hippie nonsense...
Dad, they're teenagers.
Oh, don't give me that "they're teenagers" shpiel.
Erica's a teenager, too.
You see her running around like a vilda chaya?
Hey?
Gary: I'm sorry, Dad.
Zayde: Oh, you're sorry. Sorry is what?
Sorry is nothing.
If I was raising these kids,
it would be different.
Who's to blame, Gary?
You are!
(Sighs heavily)
(Sighs)
I screwed up.
I mean, I majorly screwed up.
What do I do?
I can't answer that.
(Sighs)
I think...
I mean, I can't even believe I'm about to say this,
but I...
I think you need to find another job, sweetie.
What?
So because you didn't come clean when I told you to,
this whole thing blows up and I get fired?
I am so sorry. I, I...
I just don't know what else to do.
I don't know how to fix this.
You know what? I'm going home.
I'll pick up my stuff later this week
when you're not here.
Brent!
Please!
(Exhales, stunned)
And I thought Christmas was intense.
It's got nothing on Purim.
Sorry, Jenny.
I mean, tonight wasn't much fun.
Fun? No. Memorable? Oh yeah.
I mean, there was more drama than on Melrose Place.
And your zaddy... It's zayde.
He's seriously scary.
Like Fiddler on the Roof gone postal.
Something's wrong because he was never like this.
I mean, I don't remember him ever being this way, ever.
Erica, I love you, I support you,
but if I'm fast enough,
I can still make Katie's party.
So... Yeah, of course.
Okay.
Hang in there, girlfriend.
Thanks.
Jenny: Whoa-ho there, girl! Careful!
Okay, are you drunk?
No. Why?
Good, 'cause I need a ride to Josh's.
I'm gonna stay there until zayde is gone
and our family goes back to normal.
Look, Sam, just calm down, okay?
You're drunk and you're freaking out.
And I know that zayde was harsh-
Erica, if you're gonna defend him...
Look, Sam, what do you want?
- He's old. - Oh, okay.
So because he's old, he gets a pass?
No, that's not what I'm saying.
Yes, it is. He was horrible to dad,
and what's pathetic is the way you go along
and make things worse.
Whoa! Me?
Yeah, you!
Because you're totally happy
to keep up this big, fake lie
that you're some innocent 10-year-old.
Okay, what're you talking about?
He is our grandpa, he loves us,
and I'm just trying-
oh my God, gimme a break.
He doesn't love us. He doesn't even know us,
and he doesn't want to.
Sam!
You know what? Forget it.
You got out there
and keep being a perfect granddaughter.
Okay? Go back out there,
tell your stupid joke so our zayde is happy,
and then next year?
We can do this all over again.
Oh... the joke.
Mark: Two Jewish mothers are sitting in a restaurant.
The waiter comes over to them and asks:
"Is anything all right?"
(Family chuckles)
Zayde: Erica, you know that Purim's not complete
until you tell us your Noah's Ark joke.
Okay...
Um...
Do you think that Noah did a lot of fishing...
Actually why don't I tell a different joke this year?
Hmm? Um...
I got one.
What's the difference between a snowman
and a snowwoman, hmm?
Snowballs.
(Family laughs heartily)
How about this one?
What do a Rubik's cube
and a penis have in common?
Enough.
That's all for the jokes for tonight.
You feel like talking?
Not really.
Look, I know that you're disappointed in me,
but...
I'm disappointed in you too.
You really hurt my dad.
Don't get me started about your dad.
He worked so hard tonight
to give you the party that you wanted.
To give me the party?
It's not for me.
He's supposed to teach his kids.
He teaches us things that are important to him.
No, you're young, you don't understand.
What's important are the traditions.
If you don't carry them on, you lose them.
I know, Zayde, but- no, you don't know.
The fact is, if you were my kids,
I'd never raise you like this.
Not in a million years.
But we're not your kids.
And dad, he is not you,
he is himself.
He is a different man, in a different generation,
raising his kids his way.
And isn't he allowed, Zayde,
to be his own person?
You raise your kids
and you expect them to be like you.
Now, maybe that's wrong,
but that's the way it is.
I think it's more than that.
I think that we expect the people that we love,
the people that we care about,
to be like us in all kinds of ways,
and when they're not, we're disappointed.
Disappointed.
Like that look on your face when I gave you the book?
Zayde, the book, it was a really nice thought.
But... it was wrong, right?
Mm.
You know, I could show you what I'm reading right now -
the things that I'm really interested in,
that I care about.
Sure.
Okay.
Um...
The joke that you were gonna tell in the other room,
what was the punchline?
Uh... do you really wanna know?
I really wanna know.
The more you play with it,
the harder it gets.
(Laughs)
That's funny.
(Relieved) Whew!
(Laughs)
(Sighs)
You can't expect people to be like you.
You are not your patient.
It just, it seems so obvious now.
It is.
It is obvious.
And notwithstanding that,
it has been one of the toughest lessons
for me to learn.
For you?
Mm-hm.
We tend, Erica, all of us, to see the world
through the prism of our own reflection.
We assume, without even thinking,
that people are just like us.
You know, the way I, in the past,
have made that assumption with you.
Like my zayde and my father.
Like you and Julianne.
As a business partner, as a friend.
When the people that we care about let us down,
when they disappoint us,
we have trouble seeing
that we're holding them to an impossible standard.
You are not your patient.
But at the same time...
You are your patient.
The lessons,
there're two sides of the same coin.
It's about finding the balance.
That's right.
And if you can find that balance, Erica,
then you will make a great doctor.
A great doctor?
Okay, well, let's talk about expectations here.
(Chuckles)
But I am starting to understand the bigger picture.
How everything that I've learned with you,
it just...
It fits.
You're almost there, Erica.
You know, I...
I'm starting to feel that way.
(Sighs)
Thank you, Dr. Tom.
(Hum of chatter)
- Hey. - Hey.
What's going on? Were you...?
I had a session.
Have you seen um...
(Mic feedback squeals)
Julianne: Wooo!
Hey!
Before I sing my song
I wanna talk about a four letter word
I like to call "looove"!
Oh my God.
Julianne: Woo-oo-oo!
Okay, so love builds you up
and then-then it tears you down.
And then it nourishes your heart...
And then it, then it, it rips it...
It rips it right outta your chest.
Who here's in love?
C'mon, everybody, raise... raise up your hand.
Raise up a glass.
Okay, step away from the mic.
Oh! Erica, you're back!
(Giggling)
Oh, I don't think that's a good id...
Oh wow!
Mm. Mmm!
Okay, we need to talk, mano-a-mano.
Yes, we do.
And I was gonna suggest over a drink,
but maybe we should do it over a tall glass of water.
You know who's a tall glass of water?
Brent.
Oh.
I "heart" him, Erica. Oops!
And I'm so sorry.
I know, I know.
No, no, you need to know this.
You need to believe this.
When I made Brulianne a covert affair,
I wasn't thinking about the company or you.
I was just thinking about me.
I'm so dumb.
No, you're not.
Yes. I'm-I'm dumb, I'm dumb.
- Julianne... - No, I swear, Erica,
this whole thing took me by surprise, you know.
You must think I'm insane.
No. No, I don't.
I just think that you're following your heart.
My achy breaky heart.
What?
I fired Brent.
The Ken to my Barbie. You know, the...
The cinnamon to my apple pie.
But it's for the best. It's for the best.
Because hos before bros, right?
Hos before bros. Pump it up.
Okay, Julianne, just stop. Just...
Just look at me, okay?
I know... (Sighs regretfully)
That I freaked out, okay?
And a part of it, it was business,
but a part of it was personal.
You know, I was just hurt
that you felt like you couldn't tell me.
(Sympathetic sigh) No, I should've told you.
I should've told you. And I wanted to,
but then I got scared
and I just kept putting it off and...
I was wrong. I'm so sorry.
Okay, look. You know what?
All is forgiven, okay? And we can work this out,
and you don't have to fire Brent.
Really?
Really. Now, normally,
I don't encourage drinking-and-dialing,
but tonight is an exception.
So you call him and you tell him
to get his ass to work tomorrow.
(Excited squeal)
Oh, I heart you, Erica.
Okay, I get it. I heart you too.
Okay, that's enough.
(Squeals, giddy)
Adam: So how does it feel being 35?
Erica: Mmm...
It feels a little bit like being 34,
which is fine by me.
Do you want to head home?
Because I have one last present
with your name on it.
- Really. - Mm-hm.
It involves some whipped cream...
- Uh-huh. - Rather than spa mud.
Oh.
Uh, sorry to interrupt,
but you have a surprise guest,
and I swear I didn't invite her.
No, Jude, I did.
Um, I got your text.
I came right from work.
- Work? - Mm-hm.
I'm a real estate agent.
Oh! I know. It's crazy, right?
Um, well, anyways, um...
Happy Birthday.
Thank you. It's...
I'm really glad that you came, Jenny.
So am I.
I've really missed you, Erica.
I really missed you too.
Both: (Giggle tearfully)
♪ This lamp doesn't belong in this room ♪
Erica: They say relationships are everything.
♪ It gets the colours wrong, it never tells the truth ♪
Erica: They're the glue that binds us together...
♪ I hope this light never shines on you ♪
♪ call me up and say, "what's there left to do?" ♪
Erica: Bringing joy and pain in equal measure.
♪ But save our money for some ordinary shoes ♪
Erica: And it can be hard to navigate the differences.
♪ I don't believe the fun must end so soon ♪
Erica: To be compassionate and forgiving
and gentle with each other.
♪ Don't say it's over ♪
♪ don't say it's over till we're through ♪
Here, let me hail you a cab.
Well, why hail a cab
when I can just get a ride home with you?
Adam: (Chuckles) Yeah.
No!
Seriously, you were almost willing
to get a "back, sack, and crack" for me.
The least I could do is...
Take a walk on the wild Adam-Fitzpatrick side of things.
Really?
Really.
Okay.
♪ I dreamed of you and I ♪
♪ and all the things we said we'd do ♪
(Clears throat)
Okay.
Let's do it.
(Motor roars and rumbles)
♪ Don't say it's over till we're through ♪
You called this meeting.
I can't help you if you don't talk to me.
Ah, well, I've really struggled
with this decision.
I love my work.
I mean, this has been my life
for the past 11 years.
But what I have with Amanda,
that's a second chance for me,
you know, at love and a real life.
But lying to her
and keeping this part of my life from her,
I just can't do that.
So I hope that you understand,
but...
I need to resign.
Naadiah: Of course I understand.
You've given back far more than was asked,
and now you're choosing to put your life first.
We should talk about how this works,
your leaving.
Yes. Yeah. No, of course.
I mean, I have given this a fair bit of thought actually.
Um, all of my patients are nearing the end.
Camilla's already graduated.
Erica, she's gonna be a doctor soon
and, uh, you know, of course,
I'm always gonna be available
for anyone who needs me.
- Tom? - What?
You need to know about what happens next.
(Exhales, unsure)
Well, what? What is it?
If you leave, there's no coming back.
Yeah.
No, I expected that.
That means no more office,
no powers, no time-travel...
And no contact with your patients.
Wait. What?
No contact?
None.
When you leave, you leave.
You must sever all ties with your patients,
and with me...
Forever.
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