I liked herb, and I hated they way they ended things, so I wrote this...

They are on the floor, they're both wheezing, Bojack from a lifetime, of drugs booze and laziness, while Herb from the cancer

"You're surprisingly strong….for a cripple" Bojack yelled

"Well Betrayal does give you that extra boost in the morning!" He grabs the telescope. The force scratches the actor's palm. He pulls his arm back and slides on the floor. Before he knows it Diane his hovering over him. His trying to give her a mournful self pitying look and trying to avoid her rack.

Why did Diane always have to look this good?

"Let's go!" Diane says trying to help him up.

"Diane go back to the car. I'm fine. Everything's fine. I've got this" Bojack said wobbling as he forced himself up.

"You haven't got shit, and you know it!" Herb yells.

Bojack sits on the sofa, In silence. He looks around at the movie posters and the TV series that Herb made great. He'd made him great. There were so many things that he wanted to say, he couldn't leave without trying. The fact that he wanted to try was a positive thing that warmed him better than alcohol. He nods at Diane.

"Fine…..I'll head back to the car" She says.

Herb tells his nurse to leave and Bojack's stomach churns as he feels Herb's eyes all over him, picking him apart. It's been years since he felt that way except it wasn't with herb, it was with Angela Diaz, the day they sold Herb out.

"So?" Herb asks.

"I genuinely am sorry"

"Am I supposed to feel sorry for you?"

"No, course not. But Angela put me in an impossible position"

"This isn't about-"

"I know, let me finish...please?" Bojack said gently. "Angela would have tried to bury my career. But She didn't. When I knew I was in the clear, I should have reached out. I should have said "fuck the show" I should have been loyal. I didn't want to call you a few months later and have you bust my balls and giving me lectures"

"Bojack we're comedian's and we were buddies. Sure I would have ripped you a new one for a while. But I would have gotten over it. Friendships like ours, they didn't come ty very often"

"Over the years, did you have a boy toy?" Bojack asked.

"A what?"

"You know, a hook up? A fling what do you call them now, a rent boy or something?"

"Wow, because I'm gay that's all I'm good for right?" Herb asks.

"I'm just curious, how did the gay thing play out? Are you seeing anyone?"

"You lost the right to ask me those questions along time ago"

Bojack sighed. He got up and started looking at the posters "You always did have the golden touch" He reaches out to touch it. But then asks himself if he does have the right? Everything that Herb has created, did he try to destroy? Maybe he didn't mean to, but he did destroy their friendship. He wished Todd was here to help him think of magic words that would make Herb see him differently.

"I've been a shitty person. And an even shittier friend. I won't try to deny it" Bojack admitted.

"Oh" Herb grinned "This is progress!"