I’ve got this. Elle... Thank you.
tropes: connie & elle
without her, we wouldn’t be here.
You finished with him? Yeah, for today.
Cancer is such a... It's taken a lot of my friends over the years, and it's still trying.
I think I should have it in lights, though. The Connie Beauchamp Trauma Theatre.
Er, Dylan. Look, I... I overheard what was said, earlier. It's, um, it's never very nice having your private life aired in public, but... but you've—well, you've always been a great advocate for me, and if I can ever return the favour, just let me know.
I was calling about your son. Who I knew was with his father. Who knows nothing about calculus!
We’re with you, every step of the way. We love you.
Is Blake…? Um… Just tell him I’m sorry I’m not there. He gets it. Just do what you need to do. Keep me posted, all right? Yeah. Thanks, Jacob.
I guess you could say that Blake’s a chip off the old block.