Stockard is at home, talking on the phone, having quite a giggly conversation. She hangs up just as Jack walks in, clothes dripping. Did he walk all the way home? How far away is that lake? Stockard: "What happened?" Jack: "Other than my dad telling me he was gay, I went for a swim. I should have seen it coming, I should have been smarter, I should have been paying attention to what he was trying to tell me over all that lobster and calamari." Stockard reminds Jack that Ron is still his father, and that Jack's still Ron's son. Jack: "No, Mom, no. He's a stranger, he's a person I don't know. He's got a whole other life. He's got a boyfriend. How could this even be happening?" Yeah, I've been wondering how Ron Silver could get a boyfriend myself. Stockard tells Jack that she's known about Ron for a while, and asks him if Ron told him that Ron and Bob were going to get an apartment together. As Jack goes upstairs, he tells Stockard, "Mom, I don't want to see him anymore." That was a lovely scene, and it really highlights the excellent performance that Anton Yelchin has been giving.
It's nighttime, and Stockard is in the yard, smoking and gardening. Jack walks up to her. Stockard: "You want to talk, you have to dig." We can see the mostly-completed zendo in the background. Jack: "What's to talk about?" But he sits down and starts digging. Jack calls Ron a fairy, and Stockard tells him not to use that word. So then Jack calls him a fag. He's definitely got that "What? I'm just doing what you said" thing down. Jack: "How can he be a homo and have me for a kid?" Jack, I don't want to burst your bubble, because I know you haven't really hit puberty, but you're not exactly the butchest kid. Jack: "Homos don't get married [except in Massachusetts and Canada. Woohoo!], and homos don't have kids." Stockard: "Your father was always going through phases. Gardening, music, car repair -- I just thought this was one of his phases." She's just kind of holding back the tears at this point, all while hacking at the ground with some gardening tool. Jack starts wondering, if Ron's "a homo, what does that make [Jack]? Maybe [Jack's] a homo and [he doesn't] even know it." I'll tell you what, kid -- since it's 1982, you go down to the movie theater and watch Making Love. If the sight of Harry Hamlin and Michael Ontkean kissing makes your heart go pitter-pat, then you might just be a homo. (Hey, it worked for me.) Stockard reminds Jack that he's his own person. Jack starts having even more of a pity party, talking about how when Ron first left, Jack was certain that it was Jack's fault. Stockard is always ready to throw some cold water on the self-pity, though: "You think I didn't wonder what happened? He's your father, but he was my husband. Maybe it was me, Jack. Maybe it was something I did. I wasn't a good enough wife, I wasn't a good enough mother. I never make breakfast, I smoke, I hate cleaning the house." But Jack loves Stockard too much to hear that, quickly telling her that it's all Ron's fault. Jack: "I hate him, I hate him, I hate him." The phone rings, and Stockard heads into the house.