Beautiful Boy

Hey, everybody. Time to get together. I had a rough week. Some of you know, some of you don't. I lost my Frances this week. She died of an overdose on Sunday. So... I guess I'm in mourning, but I... I realized something else. I've actually been in mourning for years. 'Cause even when she was alive, she... she wasn't there. When you mourn the living, that's a hard way to live. And so, in a way, it's better, I guess. She was a dear,
dear young woman. I always felt... I needed to... to stay strong, that there'd be some future event, and I'd need all my strength for it. But there are no events after this one. I hope she's not in pain now. Bye, Frances.

— Hello.
— Nicolas called. He sounds desperate. Gonna die if we don't do anything.
— Well... he's gonna die even if we do. Nothing we do has any effect on him. I failed.
— I know you feel ashamed, okay? So do I. But you have done great, David. And Karen, too, so thank you for that. You were up for it when I wasn't, and I'm not giving up now. Never. But I can't do it alone. I need your help.
— I don't think you can save people, Vicki.
— You can be there for them, can't you?
— Look at this. I'm done. Oh. Okay? I...
— Okay.