I say goodbye to love again In loneliness My only friend
Kara: Welcome home.
In loneliness my only fear The night's here And I say goodbye To love once more No shadow darkening my door Hey, honey. Until your memory is gone The night so long
Eliza: You still out here?
Kara: Yeah.
Eliza: I made coffee in case this turns into a teary all-nighter.
Kara: You don't have to stay up.
Eliza: Well, this is the mom fine print. When your child's in agony, you show up regardless the hour.
Kara: I figured it would be nice to get her away from everything for a couple of days.
Eliza: This is going to be hard no matter what. But at least here she can lean into it. Better than letting her pretend she's fine.
Kara: You're worried about me?
Eliza: I think I worry about you more than Alex. Losing Maggie is going to be excruciating, but at least Alex doesn't close herself off.
Kara: I'm not doing that.
Eliza: You have the most wide open heart in the world for other people. But when you feel weak, you punish yourself for it. You've had an awful year
Kara: And I'm feeling a lot better. I promise.
Eliza: You don't have to be better. You're allowed to be a mess.
Kara: Too many people depend on me.
Eliza: That is a great excuse.
Kara: I'm just accepting the fact that I'm not human. And if I'm going to do the things I have to do, I have to walk away from certain vulnerabilities.
Eliza: You've thought a lot about this.
Kara: Yeah, it's been a long time coming. I'm happy about it.
Eliza: You don't seem happy.
Kara: Brought you this. You could make it Irish.
Alex: What's the point of all this? We need to sleep.
Kara: We always slept well here.
Alex: So, we'll stay for, like, three days, and Mom will cook tons of food, and I'll gain, like, five pounds, and then walk back into an empty apartment.
Kara: Do you want to talk about it? It might help.
Alex: You don't get to do that.
Kara: What?
Alex: You don't get to shut down, what, for six months after Mon-El goes, and then now sit here and you tell me to talk.
Kara: It will get better.
Alex: Yeah? Are you better?
Kara: Okay. You are edging on mean drunk, and I only signed up for sad drunk.
Alex: Oh, that's right. I forgot. It's whatever Kara says that goes. Right? I mean, screw everybody else. Kara knows best.
Kara: You know what? I'm sorry that I was trying to do something nice for you.
Alex: No, I'm sorry I broke the imaginary rules for a weekend I didn't ask for.
Kara: I'm not gonna try to help you anymore.
Alex: Good.
Kara: Great.
