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[Tess]
Previously on Hidden Palms...

I'm Johnny.
I just moved in.

Something's
haunting you.

My dad killed himself.

You gonna blame me forever?

I know we don't talk about him.

- Do you miss him?
- I'm trying, Johnny.

Well, I suggested
you not marry Bob.

I suggested we don't move
to Palm Springs.

You gonna check out
your new town?

Well, I was thinking
about going to a meeting.

Hi, I'm Johnny,
and I'm an alcoholic.

[Cliff]
That would be Greta. She's a bit of an enigma.

I used to be friends
with Eddie.

He lived in your room
before you.

I told you
Greta was Eddie's girl.

[Johnny]
How did he die?

Eddie killed himself.

I went to go see
his mom, Mrs. Nolan.

You went to see Eddie's mom?

You ever heard
of zero, eight, nova?

I'm not interested in talking
to you about my son.

Why did you call me?

Why did you say yes?

The night before Eddie died,
I slept with Cliff.

And when Eddie found out,
he killed himself.

It's my fault Eddie's dead.

Doesn't change
the way I feel about you.

Someone keeps sending me
instant messages

claiming to be Eddie.

Palm Springs is no different
from anyplace else.

Okay, so you're saying
that I'd be getting IMs

from a dead guy
no matter where I lived?

My money's
on neighbor boy.

Zero, zero, eight, Nova?

It's not what you think.
Eddie was murdered.

And I know they did it.

[Johnny]
Who did you see, Liza?

Cliff and Greta.

I know they killed him, Johnny.
I know it.

Cliff and Greta?

This is crazy.

It was Halloween night.
There was a party at the club.

At 10:18 I looked out my window

and saw Cliff and Greta
running out of Eddie's house.

That doesn't mean
that they killed him.

They were running back
to Cliff's house

all panicked and guilty.

Well, if it was so suspicious,
why didn't you call the police?

I did.

I told them what I saw,
but no one followed up.

The police ruled
it a suicide

without ever
even questioning anyone.

I don't know
what to think, Liza.

First you send me these weird
IMs pretending to be Eddie.

I was scared.

Cliff is crazy.

There's no telling what
that guy is capable of doing.

Eddie was my best friend.

You lied to me
about that too.

We had our own
secret friendship.

It worked.

Everybody thinks I'm this crazy
garage girl, but Eddie didn't.

He was the only one.

Liza...
he killed himself.

Then where's the note?

Why didn't he leave a note?

My dad
didn't leave a note.

Eddie would have.

He wrote down everything.

His journal, his blogs,.

I mean, video chat.

He documented everything
in meticulous detail.

He would have left a note.
I know it.

You don't know it!

Some things
you can't explain.

You know, sometimes,
there's no one to blame.

Sometimes things
are just inexplicable,

life changing,
and awful.

I shouldn't have involved you.
I'll handle it myself.

Handle what yourself?

I know what I believe,
and I'll prove it.

[Aidan Hawken's Blind]

♪

♪ I wake up

♪ I talk myself to sleep

♪ I can't do much
but follow ♪

♪ You are the one

♪ You are the one

♪ But you burn like the sun

♪ Yeah, you burn like the sun

♪ My ♪

No way.
I'm not doing it.

You haven't given it
a moment's thought.

I don't have to.

I'm not playing in a celebrity
golf tournament with Bob.

I suck at golf.

You know how ungrateful
you sound right now?

The man spent $1,500
for the two of you to play.

- $1,500?
- Each.

What a waste.

He should've given it
to charity.

It goes to charity.
Please, Johnny.

This is a chance
for the two of you

to do something together.

He's trying.

There's a limit, Mom.

I don't hate the guy.

I've accepted him
as your husband, not my father.

Morning.

I pulled out my old set
from the garage.

Dusted 'em off for ya.

Cool.

Thanks.

How much of that
did you hear?

Enough.

Good.
Now a little higher.

I mean, your--
no, my left.

Did I say your left?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

And now down
about a quar--well,

4 1/4 inches
would be good.

Hey!

There you are!

Who's this?

This is Spats.
Say hi, Spats.

Are you starved
for a little companionship?

You coulda put a collar
around my neck.

He's Jesse Jo's.
I'm staying on his couch.

All I have to do is stay clean,

keep a curfew,

and walk
his half-rat/half-mutt Spats,

who is incontinent,
by the way.

So many rules.
They should be fun to break.

Can I hold him?

- Okay.
- Careful, careful.

I gotcha.

It's good
to see you, Nikki.

I was worried
after our last encounter

that I mighta scared you off.

I don't scare so easily.

[laughs]

[Johnny]
You live here alone?

[Greta]
Yep.

The quintessential
poor-little-rich girl.

Cue the violins.

Mom?

[Greta]
Before she got sick.

Cancer?

Leukemia.

She was pretty.

Thanks.

She was.

And could this be
the elusive father?

[Greta]
Taken last Halloween at the club's costume ball.

You went as an angel.

A stretch, I know.

Couldn't quite
pull it off.

You can't tell
from this picture.

You know, that picture
from Halloween,

uh, wasn't that the night?

The night
that Eddie died?

Yes.
It's okay.

You don't have
to get all sheepish.

No more secrets.

You're free
to bring him up.

You sure?

Yeah.
Sure.

You know,
I'm curious.

The morbid connection
and all.

What was he like?

I called Eddie
the Palm Springs beatnik.

He was so pretentious sometimes.

He saw himself
as some sort of

Jack Kerouac character.

He would sit in coffee shops
and journal himself silly

by writing every
single thought down.

Is it weird
that he didn't leave a note?

My dad didn't either.
I thought it was weird too.

But it turns out that a lot
of people don't really--

Eddie left a note.

[giggling]

Okay, we're causinga scene.

Yes.
Very inappropriate.

We could take it back
to my place

where it's more private.

I have a curfew.

It isn't even lunch yet.

I'm babysitting Spats.
Remember?

Spats can come too!
What's with the excuses?

Am I sensing
something here?

Like hesitation?

No.
No!

If you're suddenly uninterested,

let me know.

I'll need adequate time
to alert my ego.

Would that bother you?

Me being not interested?

Yeah.
It would.

Hi there.

Hi.

Where are you going?

Can I help you?

Yeah, um, I was just freshening
your towels.

Here.

Are those mine?

Yeah, uh, I think they fell
out of your pants.

Hmm.

"Deep as first love and wild
with all regret,

O Death in Life,
the days that are no more."

Tennyson.

You know it?

I was in a pretty dark place
for a while.

I know all the death quotes.

Okay, morbid-curiosity time's
over.

What?

Oh, I just like how
we can talk about anything.

Even Eddie.

I just feel better
about everything

now that it's all out
in the open.

No secrets.
No guilt.

You're much prettier
without the guilt.

Wait.
Wait, wait.

Are we moving too fast?

Maybe we should
slow it down.

Maybe we should.

[Skip]
Greta-cakes,

are you--

Oh, my God.

Dad!

Nice to meet you.

I'm Skip Matthews.

Sorry, I had no idea
he was coming.

I'm just lucky he didn't beat
the hell out of me.

That's someone else's dad.

Can I see you later?

Who's naked boy?

What are you doing here?

I came to see
my little girl.

I missed you, sweetheart.

Again, what are
you doing here?

Well, that golf tournament's
tomorrow,

and I like to put in
an appearance.

You want a beer?

You coulda called.
Advance warning's always nice.

Hmm-hmm.

And miss catching my daughter
roll around in the buff?

Who's the natural blonde?

New boyfriend?

Some stranger I picked up
off the street.

Didn't catch a name.

Come on, Greta, let's
not get all prickly.

I'm only here
for the weekend, you know.

Let's change it up, okay?

Let's just go out.

Party,
have some laughs, you know?

Love to, but hanging out
with an emotionally-stunted

middle-aged man,
not my idea of laughs.

You're a tough nut to crack.

Hey, on, uh, second thought,
why don't you

just pretend I'm not here?

No worries.

Got that performance down pat.

Ha.

Pre-party,
post-party.

Remind me never
to say yes to Tess again.

Co-chair,
what was I thinking?

Are you tying a bow,
or are you trying to kill it?

What?
I'm sorry.

He's playing, Bob.

He agreed to play.

Yeah...
after you forced him.

I mean, come on, truth is,

I am not Johnny's father,
I am nothing to him.

I have no idea
what my role is.

Don't overthink it.

Just be his friend

and show him your cool side.

I have a cool side?

You have a hot side.

So you must have
a cool side.

[chuckles]

Liza.

You got a sec?

It's about Eddie.

You're not gonna like
what I have to say.

You come
to call me crazy again?

I saw Eddie's suicide note.

Greta has it,
and I read it.

What?

What did it say?

It was a quote
from Tennyson,

from his poem,
The Princess.

Tennyson?

Uh, Eddie hated Tennyson.

He thought his work
was overwritten and pessimistic.

Are you kidding me?

You know what Eddie
thought of Tennyson?

And Bronte and Harding, most
of the Victorian-age writers.

Yeah, I know he wasn't a fan.

And I know that he particularly
thought Tennyson was trite.

Unbelievable.

I talked to him
every night, Johnny.

I knew him just as well
as Greta did, probably better.

If Eddie had written
a suicide note,

he would have put it
in his own words.

He wouldn't have documented
his final, profound act in life

by plagiarizing some writer
he didn't respect.

Do you know
how insane this sounds?

- Who showed you the note?
- Greta?

Hmm.
How convenient.

Excuse me.
Can I help you with that?

Thank you.

I have not seen
you before.

If I had,
I would definitely remember.

We're new members.

We?

My husband,
my son, and I.

Oh...
Skip.

Skip Matthews.

Karen Hardy.

Karen.

You have just got
insanely green eyes.

Anyone ever
tell you that?

As a matter of fact,
I tell her that every night.

Message loud and clear.

Ma'am.

- Easy, sport.
- Um-hmm.

Ah!

Skip Matthews.

- As I live and breathe.
- Well.

I saw your name on the roster,
but I figured you for a no show.

How are you, Tessie?
You're as gorgeous as ever.

You don't age.
Do you know that?

I'll give you the name
of my plastic surgeon.

He can take care of
those lower lids for ya.

Why do you
wanna hurt me so?

'Cause I know your game,
and I known you too long.

You like to flirt with the women
and sleep with the girls.

How do you know
that I haven't changed?

'Cause you're a lawyer,
and your lips are still moving.

Hmm, well,
you're not exactly known

for dating your own age,
are you, hmm?

Then one of us has changed.

So why don't
you buy me a drink

and, uh,
tell me how it's done?

Um, no, I've always
taken pride

in never having been
your consolation prize.

- Hmm.
- Hmm.

[crickets chirping]

Ow.

[Cliff and Nikki giggling]

[Nikki]
Did you clean it?

[Cliff]
Um-hmm.

[laughing]

What time's your curfew?

9:30-ish.

Jesse Jo's doing a drag show
at The Rawhide.

He does a great Bette Midler.

I'm not a real fan.

He does Cher too.

[Cliff]
Oh, Cher's okay.

[laughter]

[heavy breathing]

[dog barks]

[imitates dog][laughs]

Ready for your big
golf debut?

Ugh.
Disaster looms.

Are you that bad
of a player?

It's the Bob equation I can't
quite wrap my head around.

I thought you guys
got along.

In a peripheral sense.

When my mom's around,
he's easier to tolerate.

But when I think about

spending a whole day
with him one on one,

it kinda makes me
wanna throw up.

[laughs]

You might wanna deal
with that.

Ya think?

Anyway, look who's talking.

I don't see you
all kissie-kissie

with your father figure.

You never will.

What's the deal
with you two?

To make a long story short,

when my mom got sick,

he couldn't deal,
and he bailed.

[Skip]
Hello!

Ah, his timing...

Wait, don't leave
on my account, sport.

No, no, uh,
diddle my daughter.

She doesn't care what I think.

I'm gonna go out the back.
You gonna be okay?

Yeah.
I'll see ya tomorrow.

Goodnight, lover.

At least his pants were on
this time, huh?

You don't like what you see?

Why don't you get the hell out
and don't come back!

Hey, I'm your father!

And this is my house!

And I will come and go
as I see fit.

Fit?

You're not fit to breathe, much
less call yourself my father.

I'm old enough now.

I don't need
your pop-in visits.

You're not welcome here anymore.

Is that so?

Well, those are big words,
little girl.

Don't you get it?

You're nothing to me.

You never have been,
and you never will be.

You're feisty
like your mother.

Don't bring her up!
You don't get to bring her up!

I love your mother.

You couldn't wait
for her to die,

so you could get on
with your life.

Why don't you leave

so I can get on with mine?

Sss...

[laughter]

That was... Amazing?

Wow.

Whoa.

No post-coital spooning?

That's the best part.

I gotta go.

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but that was

the best sex ever, right?

Yeah, it ranks.

So what's wrong?

One minute you're wow,
the next you're out the door.

Come on,
don't be such a girl.

Do you have, like,
a bipolar disorder

or something
I should know about?

Probably.

I'm just not a cuddler.
Okay?

Come on.

You have
to get me home.

Come on, Spats.

Come on.

It's time to go home.

You're really confusing me,
Nikki, I gotta say.

Well, I like
to keep you guessing, okay?

Now move it, sailor.

[Cliff]
Wait up, Nikki. Let me get my pants on.

You look very nice.

Mom, who told you
this was stylish?

The man at the pro shop.

That's because he gets
a commission to sell this crap.

Johnny, we gotta go!
We're on the tee!

Try to have fun today.

- I'll try.
- For me.

I said I'll try.

- Ooh.
- Ah!

I need a rearview mirror
with you around.

This is a beautiful event,
Tessie, as usual.

Now how about that drink?

What's in itfor me?

Ouch.
What did I ever do to you?

Oh, you have never
done anything to me.

Oh, sounds a little like
a mixed message.

See, you pretend
to be disgusted with me,

but in reality you're only
mildly nauseated, am I right?

Right?
Huh?

So let's put that drink
on the books.

Say 9:00?

[scoffs]

7:00.

8:00.

7:30.

And I'm gonna hold youto that.

I'll count
on it.

- Oh, no.
- You've got to be kidding me.

Oh, hey!

Hi.

Johnny Miller.

Oh, kid's got a name.

Are you any good, Johnny?

I played twice.

It's gonna be
a long day.

[laughter]
I'm just kidding.

You have fun.
No one's judging you.

Oh, remember,
I've seen you naked.

And you, sir...

You must be
Johnny's dad.

[Johnny]
Step-dad.

Ooh.

Master Cliff.

God, I hate
that guy.

[Bob]
Okay, Johnny, here we go.

- Oh!
- Jeez!

That's tough luck.

Here, uh...

Try a mulligan.

It's a do-over.
You get one per round.

Hey, that's better!

Good for you!

It's not how well you play.

It's about having fun.

Bob, any chance I had
at fun went away

the minute I put
these clothes on.

So you and Greta,
how's that going?

I'm sure Skip's
filling you in.

Oh, you mean
"coitus-Skip-iruptus?"

Don't fret, buddy.

You'll make it
to the promised land.

You mean, like you did?

Yeah, I know
about you and Greta.

She told me everything.

She told you about
the Japanese spinning seat?

I'm kidding.

- I'm happy for ya.
- Honest.

And congratulations,
the Greta puzzle is all yours

to figure out.

It's good.
I'm good at puzzles.

So was Eddie.
Look at what happened to him.

What exactly did happen to him?

Hello.
Where have you been?

He offed himself.
Remember?

Are you sure?

'Cause I heard
he was murdered.

Okee-doke, here we go.

All right,
I'll tell you what this time,

try to let your left arm
lead the swing, okay?

Don't overpower it with your
right 'cause that just--

Will you stop
with the lessons already?

I'm not a golfer, okay?
Just stop it.

Yeah, I understand that.

Can you make an effort?

Would it hurt you
to make an effort?

Why?
This is a one-time deal, Bob.

I'm not talking
about your golf game.

I'm not either.
I'm just doing this for mom.

Doing this for Mom, huh?
Okay.

Keep the ball
to the left, for Mom.

It's a little to the right,
but I think it'll play.

Johnny, I have
to show you something.

Liza, I can't.
I'm in the middle of playing.

Liza!

You should see
our Johnny boy out there.

He's a natural.

I have a table.

Was it something I said?

What's this
about Eddie being murdered?

Are you trying
to throw my game?

Yeah, I thought I told you
about that.

No, that I woulda remembered.

You remember those IMs
I was getting?

The person said
that Eddie got murdered.

Whoa, you definitely
didn't tell me that.

- That is--
- That is sick. - Yeah.

They said that Eddie
was murdered,

and that you and Greta
were seen fleeing the scene

before the cops got there.

- What?
- Were you?

Were you and Greta
at Eddie's house that night?

No!

Greta and I were
at the club, at the party.

If you want, I can supply you
with a list of witnesses,

signed affidavits,
whatever you need.

Okay, I get it.

Come on, Johnny, I know
I'm a bit out there sometimes,

but whoever sent you those IMs
is seriously disturbed.

Yeah.

I'm starting
to think that myself.

You should have seen
your son today, Karen.

By the third
or fourth hole,

he was hitting it
like a pro.

[chuckles]

He had one shot.
What was that?

11--no, 12!
12.

Four feet from the pin

from 200 yards out.

Unbelievable.

We had a great time.

[mouths words]

Oh, hello, handsome.

Well, don't
you look nice?

Thank you.

- Hi!
- Hey!

Uh, so we're gonna get
a little bite to eat.

Great event, Tessie.

Thank you.

So tell me
a little bit more about...

[Nikki]
Gift boxes rock!

I'm such a product whore.

It's all yours.

Really?

A straight man needs only
so much peppermint foot cream.

[laughs]

Why are you so nice to me?

What can I say?

You bring out
my soft, chewy center.

If it makes you uncomfortable,
I can stop.

No, don't.

So what's the problem?
What's the big deal?

I'm not such
a bad guy, you know.

That's the problem, Cliff.
It's me.

I'm attracted to the bad boys
and scared of the good ones.

And you are both.

You scare me.

You confuse me.

You excite me.

Kinda doing a number
on my head actually.

Good, bad.

I like you, Nikki.

You tell me
which way to lean.

For you,
I can go either way.

- Shh.
- Quiet.

And this is--

That's my grrll line.
That's my growl.

That's my woof-woof line.

Excuse me, Skip.

I'm so sorry
to interrupt

your pathetic attempt
to maintain your youth,

but we had plans
this evening.

Drinks, remember?

Oh... Right.

Drinks, yes.
Oh boy, I'm so sorry.

Tessie, honey.

It must have been
all that sun, I suppose.

It slipped my mind.

Forgive me?

Absolutely.

But I wanted to make sure
that you got that drink.

You let me know
if you need another, you hear?

I was kind of
a dick out there today.

We don't have
to play golf anymore, Johnny.

I got your message.

Now you need to get mine,

I have a place in your life
whether you like it or not.

And I'm not going anywhere.

Jimmy!

[male voice]
Liza.

[yelps]

Oh.
What, uh...

What do you want?

It isn't about
what I want,

little Liza.

It's about what you want.

You wanna know
who killed Eddie.

You really wanna know.

I did.

I made sure his parents
were at the party.

And then I went over
to his house.

And with his dad'sown gun,

bam!

I blew his brains out.

After he hit the floor,
smoke rose

from the hole
in his head.

Actual smoke.

And the blood,
it's amazing

how slow the blood oozes out,
like lava,

making a perfect pool
on the floor around his head.

Well...

that's the way
I would have done it,

if I had.

Butt out.

[Nikki]
Pee.

Come on.

Spats, pee.
Come on, you can do it.

- Pee.
- I found 'em!

Sorry, Spats, too late.

Cliff, we have to hurry.

We cut it
way too close last night.

I'm on it.

For moi?

What's this for?

That's for your soft,
chewy center.

Hello?
Hi.

It's my mom.

I'm still at the club.

Oh, definitely.

Yeah, I just gotta take
a friend home first

and then I'm on my way.

Okay.
Bye.

[door opens]

You're out late.

I was about to go to bed. Early flight?

Have a safe trip.
See ya in a year or so.

I'm not leaving.

What?

Yeah, I've decided
to stay a while.

That's not funny.

Well, I'm not joking.

It's a good idea
that I be here.

I think you need me around.

[scoffs]
I don't need you.

Ever since Mom died,

I've taken care of myself
just fine.

Not always.

Yes, always.

Name one time
you've stepped up.

You've been the epitome

of a useless,
deadbeat nothing.

You've never done anything
for me.

What about that night
that your friend died?

Huh?

That's right.

Serves your purpose
to think about me

as the incompetent philanderer.

But when you needed me,
when you really needed me,

I was there for you.

So you acted fatherly once.

Big deal.

You even remember
that night?

Of course I do.

You came rushing back
from Eddie's house

all confused and traumatized.

Stop.

Telling me
that your friend was dead.

And you were a mess.

And I did more than act
just fatherly, baby girl.

I made it all go away.

What do you mean
you made it all go away?

Police ever ask any questions?

Of course not.

That's because
I pulled strings,

and I convinced them
to quickly rule it a suicide.

It was.

Well, if you say so.

And I don't know what happened
between you

and Cliff and that Eddie boy.

I don't wanna know.

You think I killed Eddie?

In my line of work,
you never ask that question.

You wanted
to talk to me.

Cliff threatened me tonight.

Threatened you how?

He suspects something.

Oh, he doesn't know
what I found... yet.

What are you talking about?

Liza, what's this all about?

I went
to Cliff's house last night.

What do you mean?

I snuck into his room
through his window.

Oh, my God, Liza,

that's breaking
and entering.

I was looking for Eddie's
journals, video diaries,

anything that Cliff
might have stolen,

anything that might
provide answers.

Did you find them?

No.

Because there's nothing
to find, Liza.

Cliff told me he was

nowhere near Eddie's house
the night he died.

I believe him.
And why shouldn't I?

I saw the note.

It was a suicide,
end of story.

Cliff and Greta
had nothing to do with it.

Then how do you explain this?

Greta's Halloween costume.

I found it under a floorboard
in Cliff's closet.

Greta's bloody dress
in Cliff's closet.

You still think
they had nothing to do with it?

Traffic on the 10
was a bitch.

Get in here.