you made me think will was okay, that he was still out there, but he wasn't. he wasn't!

you really think so?

will, come on. you can't leave it's raining

it’s not will, it can’t be

just please don't tell the others, okay? they won't understand

we were just gonna sit in my basement all day and play games for the rest of our lives?

but you make her (me) feel like she's (i’m) not a mistake at all. like she's (i’m) better for being different

you said yes. it was the best thing i've ever done

and we will, we will

this is amazing, did you paint this?

i have no idea what’s gonna happen next.

you've called maybe a couple times. it's been a year, mike. meanwhile, el has like a book of letters from you.

“that was you guys who saved me, that was you guys”

“hey, you okay?”
“yeah”

“you were just swinging by yourself”

“you're like a spy now, a superspy! spying on the shadow monster. if you know what he's seeing and feeling... maybe that's how we can stop him. maybe all of this is happening for a reason”

“anyway, my point is, see how you're leading us here? you're guiding the whole party inspiring us, that... that's what you do”

“then maybe you should've reached out more i don't know! but why is this on me? why... why am i the bad guy?”

“i don't know, sometimes i feel like i'm going crazy”
“me too”

“we're friends! we're friends”
“well we used to be best friends!”

“i just felt so alone and so scared, but... i saw you on the swings and you were alone too”

“and i feel like maybe i was worrying too much about el, and i don't know, maybe i feel like i lost you or something. does that make sense?”

“whoa dude, that's the donation box”
“i know i'll just use yours when i come back. i mean, if we still wanna play”

“will! are you okay?”
“yeah, i just... i needed some air”

“we should be out there right now, we should be helping look for him”

“hey, also about uh about the last few days--”
“you don't have to say anything, i... i was being a total jerk to el, i deserved it.”

“wait, this is will's fault?”

“and i mean you know, max and lucas and dustin, they're... they're great. they're great it's just... it's hawkins, it's not the same without you.”

“he was singing that weird song he loves”

“thanks by the way”
“for what?”
“for knocking some sense into me. i mean, i was being a total self-pitying idiot”