Janet: I wonder how Michael's doing.
Eleanor: I assume he's doing the same as every human.
[Michael is at a New Year's Eve party]
All: Three, two, one...
Eleanor: [v.o.] Some good days.
All: Happy New Year!
Eleanor: [v.o.] Some bad days.
[Michael is comforting a man in a diner]
Michael: She's gonna be okay. This city has really good hospitals.
Eleanor: [v.o.] He's got a few friends.
[Michael is sitting with a pet dog]
Michael: Such a good boy, Jason. Such a good boy.
Eleanor: [v.o.] A few people he can't stand.
[Michael grumbles and texts Bobby that he's "5 minutes away"]
Eleanor: [v.o.] He's learning some things all by himself.
[Michael reveals a TV dinner from the microwave]
Michael: Oh, geez, ow!
Eleanor: [v.o.] And hopefully learning to ask for help when he needs it.
[Michael is taking a guitar lesson]
Guitar Teacher: Guitar like this. Fingers this way.
Michael: [chuckles] You have no idea how long I've been trying to figure that out.
Guitar Teacher: Well, everybody needs a teacher. So do it again.
Eleanor: [v.o.] He's messing up, and trying again, and messing up again, and then getting things wrong, and then trying to make them right. That's what everyone does. To Michael.
Janet: To Michael.