2004. Jack is still running in slow motion with Bobby in his arms. Really, Jack, I think a car...? No? Okay, suit yourself.

After the commercial we learn that Bobby is not dead and is, instead, just in the hospital with an oxygen mask. Grace strokes his face as Bobby explains that he's real sorry he stole her pot. She knows that, and assures him that he'll be okay. The nurse shoos her out eventually.

Outside, Jack is fighting with the coffee machine. Grace tells him that it's broken: "I remember from the last time." She then obviouses that she shouldn't have hit Jack: "I haven't done that, what? Since you were nine," she says thoughtfully. Slapping fourth-graders. Charming. "I jumped off the water tower with Jimmy Weyburn," Jack tells the coffee machine. "Well, that one you deserved," Grace snaps. "Whatever," Jack says, and begins to walk away. Grace's pants are great, for what it's worth. She stops Jack. There is much sighing all around. "So, these things you said? They were true. But you should know that when your father left, I had two jobs, I was trying to take care of you, I had a baby on the way, and I was pretty terrified. And then Bobby came and he was so sick all the time. It was really...all I could do just to keep a roof over our heads and try to keep him well," she explains. Jack sits down without a word. Grace walks closer, telling him that he was always "such a boy," off doing his "own things" and playing with his boy toys and running. How dare he! "But you're right," she says. "Bobby stayed close, and I don't know if it's because I didn't let him get far. But I know that he can't stay so close anymore." Jack agrees, finally saying that Bobby needs his own life. Grace knows that, she sniffs. Grace takes a seat next to him. He swallows. Sniffles all around. "It was always 'Grace and Bobby,' wasn't it? You were somewhere else, growing up on your own," Grace says. "Well, it may be too late, but if it's not gonna be, it needs to be 'Jack and Bobby' now." Jack kinda rolls his eyes, and tells her that she needs to back off. Grace insists that she can do that. Not question everything, Jack adds. And stop the drugs. Grace whines that she doesn't want to kick the weed: she's so streeeeeeesssssed, she whines. "Sometimes I just feel like some kind of...." She trails off. "Escape?" Jack supplies. Grace nods, and Jack tells her that they can't escape anymore. "We need to be here. For him. So maybe one day he can escape. For real," he tells her. And that's a generous and selfish thing to say, except for the part where it's also real dramatic. From what I can see, Bobby is a dorky eighth-grader, with a shitty parent who smokes a lot of pot. I can see how that makes his life hard, but it's no harder than two-fifths of the rest of the eighth-graders in the world. It's not like he's a poor genius child growing up in a crack den, whose mom blows men for money in his bedroom and whose dad beats him with a stick. Bobby's life is rough, but it's not that rough. I guess what I don't understand is why Bobby deserves special treatment any more than Jack or anyone else does. I don't grasp where the desire to Save Bobby comes from, because he doesn't seem to be in danger of anything other than needing years of therapy, like the rest of us. Anyway. Grace agrees.