Toby: I am a good dad, okay? But you criticizing every little thing sucks all the joy out of me being a father.
Kate: Really, Toby? Because it seems to me you're miserable.
Toby: If I'm miserable, it's only because you're in the room!
Kate: Wow. So there it is.
Toby: Yeah. There is. After all this time we spent going to Diane to figure out how we ended up here, the truth is, it's not because I lost weight or I didn't bond with Jack or because I moved to San Francisco or any of the other BS we talk about in there. The only crime that I consistently find myself guilty of is not being Jack Pearson! I'm sorry that I like wearing a suit and tie to work and Jack Pearson hated it! I'm sorry that I don't parent my children like Jack Pearson did! I'm sorry that Jack Pearson died and you were stuck having to marry me instead of him!
[Jack calls from off-screen]: Mommy Daddy! I need help.
[Kate and Toby go into the bathroom.]
Kate: What's wrong?
Jack: My toy fell into the toilet. Now you have to stop yelling so you can get him out.