Travis: Did you know that for most of my life I thought that it was my fault that you hated me, that I had done something wrong. For you to never come to any of my wrestling matches or meet any of my friends, not coming to my wedding and making mom follow suit. I just I couldn’t figure out why you hated me so much. Paul: Travis, I could never hate you. Travis: I know. I mean I know that now. You actually hate yourself. I just wish it didn’t take you so long to figure that out because that night with the soup, I could have used a dad that loved me, who loved himself, but instead, you just walked away. Paul: I didn’t know what to say. Travis: You should have said, ‘You’re loved. You’re supported, and the way you feel and how you love is valid. It’s important. You are important. And whoever you love or whatever path you take, I’m gonna be here for you without question or pause or judgment. I’m here for you, and I love you.’
Dean: Who needs calls when we have a whole city of nostrils to swab. Remind me why we’re letting half our neighborhood into our well-maintained bubble? Vic: Well, we’re in the middle of a pandemic, and we’re first responders, and it’s a way to help our community. Dean: Or it’s a way to let germy people into our bubble.