- Uh, it wasn't that.

- Well, then why'd you decide to come in tonight?

- Um...

I'm trying to fix my mind.

- Howard is a brilliant man.

And he's not just a boss, he's a friend.

He lost his child, and now he doesn't care if he loses everything else.

- This might be the strangest thing I have ever come across.

He writes letters.

- Who are they to?

- Howard doesn't write letters to people. He writes to things.

Time. Love. Death.

- Kids write letters to Santa Claus. It doesn't mean they're crazy.

- No, this is therapeutic.

- You're gonna think I'm crazy, but I'm having conversations.

Death came first. She met me in the dog park.

- Charmed, I'm sure.

- So Death is a her.

- Turns out Death is an elderly white woman.

- Remember me? I'm Time.

You wrote me because you need me.

- Howard...

- Ask her. Go ahead. Ask her if she can see me.

- He was sitting right here.

- And he just appeared, right?

- I'm Love.

And I'm the fabric of life.

- Something's starting to happen to you.

- Howard?

- I don't know what to do to bring you back.

- What if Love, Death, and Time are trying to help you?

- You need to talk to them, Howard.

Challenge them. Just engage.

♫ I'll hit the lights and you lock the doors

- Love is the reason for everything.

- I felt you everyday when she laughed.

And you broke my heart.

- I was there in her laugh, but I'm also here now in your pain.

- He's reaching out to the cosmos for answers.

- Just be sure to notice the collateral beauty.

Its the profound connection to everything.

- If he accepts that, maybe he gets to find his life again.

- You're not here to take me, are you?

- No, Howard. I'm here to ride the F train with you.

♫ Let's love tonight