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Hey!

Good morning, good
morning, good morning.

So you all know me
as your professor,

but I also play different
roles in my life.

I am a mentor.

I am a semiprofessional
chess player.

I am a 4.95-rated
Uber passenger.

And apparently a so-so comedian.

Point is, we all play
different roles in life.

But those roles can take
on a life of their own.

In a recent experiment,
Rizwan and I

had 20 students
take a math test,

but we gave half of them

the answers at the
bottom of the sheet.

To no one's surprise,

the students who had the
answers scored higher,

and half of them
received a certificate

declaring them high
math achievers.

That certificate in hand,
these students started

to believe they
were better at math

than they really were.

We brought that same group
back to take another math test,

but this time, we asked
the students to bet

on how well they'd do.

The students with
the certificates

bet twice as much on themselves.

And how did that
turn out, Phoebe?

They overestimated
their abilities.

100% of them.

Or, as they'd say, 110%.

So today we're going to
talk about self-deception,

which can be insidious.

So when you take on these
different mantles of your life,

it's really hard to
remember what is real

and what is simply
playing a part.

This isn't really
my role, Ashok.

I know.

I hired you to work for my firm,

but now I need
something personal.

You want me to
follow your fiancé

based on a feeling
that something's wrong?

We're getting
married in a month.

But Malcolm, he's
acting strange.

He's muttering to himself.

He's working late every night.

You said he's a paralegal
working for an estate lawyer.

That's not unusual.

Yeah, but I just found
out that his boss has been

sipping champagne
at the French Open

for the last two weeks.

Plus, I overheard
this intense call

with someone named Des.

We don't know any Des.

Ashok...

No, I know what
you're gonna say,

but Malcolm is not cheating.

I know him.

He wouldn't do that.

Rose, please.

I'm worried.

And I don't trust
anyone but you.

I know following Ashok's fiancé

isn't exactly the
dinner we had planned,

but Ashok is a very
important client.

It's fine.

You owe me surf and
turf after this.

I just need photo evidence
that Malcolm is cheating,

and we'll be on our way.

Not exactly a romantic
location for a tryst.

It is remote.

Diversion from his routine.

He's been secretive.

His body language
doesn't read affair.

He's anxious.

Maybe corporate espionage?

Maybe not.

Maybe we should split up.

But do not engage.

We don't know what
we're heading into.

Just call me if
you see anything.

Ooh.

Are you here for the plant?

Yes.

Yes, I am.

Go on in.

Are you ready?

You're here to audition
for the plant, right?

The plant.

Yes.

I'm here... to audition.

Hey, man, don't be nervous.

I'm Edgar. I'll be
reading with you.

Edgar.

Alec. Hi.
- It's a really fun role.

And we all want you to be great.

So no pressure, yeah.

Oh, man.

Guess I didn't let that
glue dry long enough.

You built that yourself?

Yeah.

We all pitch in wherever we can.

Kind of the community
theater spirit.

We talking character here?

I'm Ursula, the director.

You know "Little Shop
of Horrors," right?

Uh...

Poor, meek orphan
boy wants girl.

Plant from outer space
helps boy get girl.

Then the bloodthirsty plant
tries to eat everyone he knows.

But I wanna keep it
grounded, you know?

All right, let's go.

Can you hold that open?

Thank you. Yep.

Sorry. I'm here.

Ah, sitter canceled.

Can you help me pull this on?

I think my bicep got too big.

Just...

Who's been messing with the AC?

Ursula wants it cold for comedy.

Edgar Jordan?

That's not his name.

Huh.

The infamous Des.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four.

And five, six...

Hi there.

I couldn't help but notice

Desmond Thorn is
in this production.

- Are you a fan?
- Oh, yes.

I saw his "Titus Andronicus"
in Hoboken ten years ago.

Unforgettable.

I don't suppose you
could introduce me?

We have not seen that
man in three days.

He just up and left
without a word.

Yeah, maybe this janky
theater couldn't pay him.

Are you all being paid?

No, he's the only one.

They fly him out here every year

so he can feel like a star

at the Robert Hawkins
Community Theater.

But if he's gone, what
happens to the show?

We're holding emergency
auditions right now.

Hopefully one of these clowns is

decent enough to replace him.

How am I supposed to keep
on feeding you, kill people?

I'll make it worth your while.

What?

You think this is all
coincidence, baby?

The sudden success around
here, your adoption papers...

I'm so sorry. I...
I have to take this.

Let's take five.

Remind me which one of us
is a professional spy again?

It looks like
Malcolm's just starring

in a community theater musical.

Why keep a secret so mundane
from someone you love?

Secret theater, secret identity.

He's using the
name Edgar Jordan.

There's more to this.

Keep her occupied.

- Ursula.
- Yeah?

Would you read
the scene with me?

Don't freak out, OK?

No, no, that is
not what happened.

We had a deal.

Don't call anyone.

Don't do anything.

I'm... I am taking care of it.

I don't want anyone
else getting involved.

Just...

Just give me a couple more days.

I think I found Des.

Rose, this is Detective Serrano.

He's a friend of a friend.

When Detective Hall says a
case needs our attention,

we jump at it.

Told me about the work you
did on the Vincent Lee case.

Says you're great
at what you do.

So you found the body?

He's an actor here.

Last time anyone saw him
was at dress rehearsal

for Act 1 on Monday night.

Well, lucky you were
here. My officers say

the construction crew
bailed a week ago.

A couple of months
ago, a burst pipe,

but they ran out of money

before the repairs
were complete.

Plus the cold weather.

It could have been days
before anyone discovered him.

And you don't think
this was an accident?

No.

I found his glasses over here.

Des was wearing them
in his headshot.

And this room here was
covered in construction dust,

except the area
around the shaft.

Like someone moved the body?

Maybe he was killed here
and dragged into the hole.

Well, the autopsy will
give us some answers.

If he was killed,
the culprit would be

one of those theater people.

How do you know that?

Well, according to
several of them,

the access code to that
door was recently changed.

They're the only
ones that have it.

We're gonna treat
this as a homicide.

We could help with that.

We're here on a
separate investigation,

and we're already undercover.

I just auditioned an hour ago.

People are more inclined to
be honest with their peers

as opposed to an
authority figure.

They all think it
was an accident.

We can keep it that way,

until you officially
know otherwise.

I don't know.

Like Detective Hall said,

we're very good at what we do.

Fine.

You go ahead while
I work on forensics.

Just keep me posted.
Keep it safe.

I assure you, Detective,
I'm well-trained

to handle any dangerous
threats we might face,

even actors.

If someone in the
company did kill Des,

you think it was Malcolm?

There's certainly
something wrong.

That call he took
was suspicious.

Ashok heard him talking to Des.

And he goes by Edgar.

Joining the company is the
only way of finding out.

But Des is dead.

Do you think they'll
still put on the show?

Community theater is voluntary.

These people are here
because they want to be.

Because they love the
art they're creating.

The IKEA effect.

We place more value on the
things we build ourselves.

What are you gonna tell Ashok?

Nothing.

Yet.

I'm starting to wish this case
was just a little adultery.

Hi, everyone. Hi.

As you know, I don't just
play Audrey in the show.

My grandfather founded

the Robert Hawkins Community
Theater 50 years ago.

It's his legacy and mine.

So it breaks my heart
to have to do this.

But after Des' accident,
we have to cancel the show.

It's the right thing to do.

I hear you, Maya.

I just... I just wish
it didn't have to be.

Am I the only one?
- No.

- No.
- No, I agree with you.

Agreed, yeah.

I know I'm new here, but
even in the last few hours,

I've been blown away by
the sense of community.

You all are obviously
great at what you do,

and you've spent so much time
building this thing together.

And everybody's so
passionate and...

and creative.

It really would be a
shame to lose this now.

We're so close to opening.

If we keep going,

we could do it for
Des, in his honor.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

That would be a great tribute.

All right, what do we think?

The show must go on?

Right?
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- OK.

All right.

I guess I'll see you all
at rehearsal tomorrow.

OK. It's gonna be OK.

That was quite a speech.

I meant every word.

That voice, so
commanding and rich.

Perfect for Audrey II.

Tell me you sing.

Absolutely he does.

His a cappella group won
the collegiate championship.

Who are you?

I'm his acting coach.

I went to RADA.

I'm on sabbatical here.

Well, we're a little
short of hands backstage.

How about you be
on the run crew?

Of course. Yes.

You got the part.

We have 48 hours to get you
ready for opening night.

Don't get cold feet, 'cause
none of the other auditions

were even close.

But you haven't heard all
the other auditions yet.

I don't mean to derail
anything, Ursula,

but I was really hoping
to read for Audrey II.

Oh, Sameer, you sweet soul.

You are a sound and
lighting wizard.

This play only succeeds because
you are running the board.

You'd be wasted on Audrey II.

Now, I have to talk
costumes with Cassius.

We good?

All right.

I'm supposed to play Audrey II?

The plant?

Kylie made me watch that movie.

It's a huge role.
I can't do that.

Don't worry. I will help you.

I love "Little Shop."

I played Audrey
in drama college.

In fact, I'm a tiny bit
jealous you get to do this.

You wanna take a crack at
it? How's your low range?

I'm serious.

We only need to
embed long enough

to figure out what
happened to Des

and what Malcolm
had to do with it.

We'll solve this case
before opening night.

You've got this.
You'll be fine.

- There he is, Mr. Audrey II.
- OK!

This above all: to
thine own self be true.

And thou canst not then
be false to any man.

Sorry for
interrupting. I'm Rose.

I'm a new member
of the run crew.

Just getting a lay of the land.

Edgar.

I was just, uh, doing
Des' pre-show ritual.

I'm so sorry about
what happened.

Did you know him well?

Not really.

But he was always kind to me.

Happy to share his
wisdom and whiskey.

I feel so guilty about it all.

What do you mean?

I was mad at him
for running off.

Same as everyone else.

When the truth is, he
was just lying there,

and none of us knew.

How awful.

You'll do all your
lines and songs

from this offstage vocal booth.

Um, we'll get the
puppeteers here

to talk to you
about coordination.

Sounds good.

This mic is in the wrong place.

It is supposed to be
up here, by your mouth.

I mean... oh, whatever.
It seems obvious.

I'll have to talk to
Sameer about this.

Is that Des'?

Yes.

I suppose I have
to call his family

and return his belongings.

Just, um, leave
it aside for now.

Paris Haskell,

some suspicious diamonds
turned up last night.

There were GIA etchings inside.

We traced them back to a robbery

committed by your crew

six years ago in Chicago.

What can you tell
us about that day?

I don't have to
tell you anything.

You got me a field trip
from federal prison.

I'm gonna make that last
as long as possible.

You organized a robbery.
Two innocent people died.

And your whole crew
got rounded up,

except somebody got away
with these diamonds.

Who was it?

Desmond Thorn?

Looks like you get five
hours a week on the yard.

And you are 6 years
into a 20-year sentence.

Time must go slow.

What if we could get you
double the time on the yard?

Desmond Thorn.

I don't know who that is.

So you don't want the deal?

No, no, no. No, I mean it.

Guy who jacked the diamonds,
name is Fabian Banks.

And he's a rat.

Betrayed all of us.

Wasn't even part of our crew.

Just played lookout
every once in a while.

You wouldn't happen to know
where he is, would you?

Deal is, you give
us information,

not the other way around.

Hello?

Ms. Dinshaw?

I'm Aly, from
Dr. Laurence's office.

I just wanted to verify
your contact information

for Dr. Mercer's
upcoming procedure.

Sorry. Upcoming procedure?

Yes, his laser therapy
appointment next week.

Of course, yes.

This is the right number.
- Perfect.

I send over a PDF with
aftercare instructions.

If you have any
questions, let me know.

Absolutely. Thank you so much.

Bye.

Sorry.

Hey, Quinn.
- Hey.

Marisa asked me
to show you this.

Paris says he has
no idea who Des is.

Says the guy who has the
diamonds is Fabian Banks.

Do you recognize him?
- Yes.

Except I know him
as Edgar Jordan

and Malcolm Ward.

How many roles is he playing?

How do you know where I live?

Fabian Banks?

Wha... what's going on?

They're here because
I hired them.

You had me looked into?

Followed?

Well, clearly, I had reason to.

I'm engaged to someone
with three identities.

Fabian, Edgar, Malcolm.

There's a reason I haven't
told you certain things.

The police don't think that
Des just fell into that hole.

You're at the center of
a murder investigation.

What?

Des was murdered?

No.

I... I didn't kill anybody.

We know you weren't
just scene partners.

So if you want us
to believe you,

you need to explain.

Start at the beginning.

OK.

Ten years ago,

I was a struggling
theater actor in Chicago.

I was dating another actor.

Eddie.

But his day job was a
little... different.

He was in Paris Haskell's crew.

Sometimes they asked
me to keep watch.

I could barely afford headshots.

They said no one would get hurt.

But something happened.

Robbery went wrong.

People died.

Eddie and I, we ran.

But the crew caught up with us.

And they killed him.

So you turned them in.

You're in witness protection.

That's why Marisa
couldn't find you.

The database is sealed.

I had to stop them,

even if it meant leaving
my whole life behind.

And you ended up
here as Malcolm Ward.

If you were in WITSEC, why
join a theater production?

You literally put
yourself in the spotlight.

After six years, I
thought using a fake name

at some Podunk theater
in the middle of nowhere

would be safe.

Social identity theory.

You sought a community
that gave you comfort.

My God, I have no
idea who you are.

No, that's not true.

The names don't matter.

You... you know
me, and I know you.

I can't even think
right now, OK?

I... I need some space.

- Ashok...
- Please just go.

Excuse me.

Malcolm, wait.

I don't know if this helps,

but studies show that if you
play a role for some time,

you start to believe
that's who you are.

So you're saying he
really is Malcolm?

More importantly,

I don't think he was pretending
to love you for three years.

Hey, hey, hey.

Slow down.

Take a deep breath.

I just ruined

the best thing that has
ever happened to me.

It was stupid thinking
that I could be

three different people.

Mm. Four, if you
count Seymour.

I know what it's like

having to hide
parts of yourself.

It takes a toll.

That's why I needed the Hawkins.

I have to ask, did Des
know about your past?

Was he blackmailing you?

We found the diamonds.

I didn't realize
Eddie had kept them.

I found them when
I was packing up,

after it was all over.

I know I should
have turned them in,

but I was scared it would look
like I had lied to the cops.

So you held on to them.

Then when I heard the
theater was failing,

I saw a chance to do some good.

So I made a plan with Des.

You didn't want to be
linked back to the diamonds,

so he'd exchange them
for money instead.

He was broke.

I said I'd give him a cut.

He was happy to
look like the hero.

But he never showed up
to sell the diamonds.

I heard you on the
phone yesterday.

That was the fence?

When Des didn't show,
I assumed he ran.

I swear, I didn't
know he was dead.

I believe you.

Did anyone else know
about your plan?

I don't think so.

I told Des to keep
his mouth shut

until he had the money in hand.

So if the diamonds
weren't the motive,

who had reason to kill Des?

Don't get cute with me!

I made you, and I can break you.

I can't believe you're off-book.

My predecessor wasn't?

You know, I was
reading up about Des.

You guys were supposed
to do a movie together.

What happened?

He pulled out three
days before filming

because he got something better.

Whole thing fell apart,
and my career went with it.

Hey.

It's whiskey.

A parting gift from Des.

As if I haven't picked up
enough of his bar tabs already.

I heard he had
some money issues.

Well, not as many after I
gave him a couple grand.

That is money I
will never get back.

I may just be a stage
manager by night,

but by day, I'm a
plastic surgeon.

I'm an award-winning

high school choir director.

But the way Des
told it, I'm a hack

who can't keep time
to save my life.

You know what?

You're a little flat from
the third to the fifth.

Just give me a wide smile.

Brighten it up. Yeah, good.

My wife came to visit last week.

Des hit on her.

He knew she was
married, but to Des,

a wedding ring is
just a suggestion.

Oh, my God.

No, no, it's fine. It's fine.

I'm just drowning in paperwork,

trying to keep
this place afloat.

And he called me a
nepo baby influencer.

Whatever.

I've got 250,000
TikTok followers,

so more people know
my name than his.

Autopsy came back.

You were right.

ME might not have
even noticed it

had they not been
looking for it.

But turns out, trauma
to the victim's head

couldn't have been
caused by that fall.

Anybody stand out
as having motive?

All of them.

Des wasn't exactly the
most beloved member

of that theater company.

And they all had access
to that prop room.

So literally anyone
in the company

could be the murderer?

Yep.

Must be blood.

Twoey, that's disgusting.

Must be fresh.

I don't wanna hear this.

Good. So, Seymour,
just give me,

"I don't wanna to
hear this," in rhythm.

And then, Audrey II, if you
just watch me from the window,

I'll give you a, "Three,
four," "Feed me,"

and we'll be together
on the downbeat.

Makes sense?
- Let's try it from the booth.

Feed me.

OK.

Oh, my God! What
the hell happened?

Are you OK?

Wow, it's lucky
it didn't hit you.

Yeah.

Real lucky.

- Hey, Sameer?
- I know. I know.

Cue 37 was slower than
you wanted it to be.

The speaker in my
booth just fell.

Oh, God! Are you OK?

I'm good.

But it's odd, right?

Two accidents.

First Des. Now me almost.

Like whoever plays
the plant is cursed.

And you're the only one
who goes up on the grid.

Wait, are you saying I
made the speaker fall?

Why would I do that?

You wanted to play Audrey II.

Seriously?

Yeah, I wanted to play the plant

but not enough to kill over it.

Why were you in
the booth before?

I'm the sound guy.

Ursula's paranoid something's
wrong with the plant mic.

There was a bad cue on Monday,
so now I triple-check it.

What cue?

Des was muffled in the
last scene of Act 1.

And that was the last time
anyone heard from Des, correct?

I guess, yeah.

If that was the last
time you heard from him,

when was the last time you
actually saw Des that night?

After he sang "Feed Me."

Third scene before intermission.

He came up to give me
a stupid audio note

and then left to get a drink.

A drink?

He hides his whiskey
in the prop room.

Anyone else know that?

Everyone.

Everyone thinks Des died
Monday after rehearsal,

but no one actually saw
him after "Feed Me."

They just heard his lines.

What if that wasn't Des?

What if it was
whoever killed him?

That would mean our
whole timeline is wrong.

Des wasn't killed
after the rehearsal.

He was killed during it.
- Mm-hmm.

He sang "Feed Me,"
then took a break

because he wasn't
in "Do It Now."

Mm, you really do
know "Little Shop."

This is the book, with all the
blocking and scene changes.

"Do It Now" is one of
production's busiest moments.

There's a massive scene change,
lighting, costume changes.

And from the notes, it looks
like everyone had work to do.

Yet someone managed to kill Des

and use the musical
as their alibi.

There's only one way
to find out for sure.

- What?
- Perform the play and find out

who had time to
kill, so to speak.

But we just did
our last rehearsal.

Which means our only chance
to identify the murderer

is for you to do the
play on opening night.

Does this look
inanimate to you, punk?

It's feeling a little stiff.

Does this look
inanimate to you, punk?

Um, let's drop the script
and shake it all out.

Come on. Shake it all out.

Shake it out.

What are you doing?

Oh, come on.

We need to help Alec loosen
up to find Audrey II.

Remember when you said

we just had to get
through rehearsal?

And remember when you auditioned

and earned the role on your own?

That means you can do this.

Come on.

You stand in front of
students, CEOs, dignitaries

and deliver your wisdom
without breaking a sweat.

But that's different.

I'm comfortable talking
about psychology,

my field that I've
studied for years,

as myself, Alec
Mercer, not an actor.

Well, this is a different role,

but you can still bring

that Alec Mercer
confidence to it

with the right kind
of preparation.

- Mm.
- Now, come on.

Shake it up. Shake.

Come on. You can do it. Shake.

Hoo! Let it all
out. Loosey-goosey.

I can't. I can't.

I can't do that. I can't.

Ah.

Oh, I tried.

Mm.

I got a call about your
laser therapy procedure.

Oh, yeah.

I didn't know you decided
to go through with it.

The specialist called
out of the blue

and said there was
information about a new way

to reduce my scarring
without opioids.

- That's great.
- It is.

So why didn't you just tell me?

When Marisa and I first met,

I was a full-time patient.

And the better part of
our relationship was

her being the caregiver.

She didn't complain, but...

but I don't want that to be us.

I don't want you to worry
about taking care of me.

I am your partner.

That means whatever
we need to do

for each other in
any moment, we will,

without hesitation.

I'm happy to be your
emergency contact.

- Mm?
- Mm.

Mm. Mm-mm.

What I'm not happy
about, though,

is with the phrasing of
that last line you did.

OK.

It's just one breath
and one thought.

OK?

Uh, does this look
inanimate to you, punk?

OK, so not to give
you a line read,

but something like...

does this look
inanimate to you, punk?

Give it some oomph!

Mm!

Don't worry.

You'll be ready
for opening night.

♪ Come on, Seymour,
don't be a putz ♪

♪ Trust me and your life will
surely rival King Tut's ♪

♪ Show a little initiative,
work up the guts ♪

♪ And you'll get it

♪ I don't know

♪ I don't know

Simon is gonna be so
mad he missed this.

Come on, Seymour,
don't trust the plant.

♪ Reservations

♪ Should I go

♪ And perform

♪ Mutilations

♪ How's about a
room at the Ritz ♪

♪ Wrapped in velvet,
covered in glitz ♪

♪ A little nookie's gonna
clean up your zits ♪

I can't believe
that's the professor.

I can't believe
this is my brother.

♪ If you wanna be profound

♪ Then you really
gotta justify ♪

♪ Take a breath
and look around ♪

♪ A lot of folks
deserve to die ♪

Wait a minute. Wait a
minute. Wait a minute.

That's not a very
nice thing to say.

- But it's true, isn't it?
- No.

I don't know anyone
who deserves to get

chopped up and fed
to a hungry plant.

Mm...

sure, you do.

Cassius, I'm so sorry.

I forgot to preset
the bucket of guts

for the end of the first act.

- Where are they?
- All the way in the prop room.

But I have to help with the
scene change from stage left.

Can you grab them?

No, I have to set up
the dentist's office.

What about Mariana? Duke?

Everybody's busy.

But Maya can do it.

Maya? She's in the next scene.

She's a dentist patient,
then a skid row bum.

That's two full costume changes
before the end of the act.

She underdressed.

She wore all three
costumes layered

so she can just remove
one to save time.

At least that's what
she did for dress.

So Maya was available

during the last dentist
scene on Monday?

Yes.

She'll help.

How do you like that?

Stupid dame forgets
to bring a sweater.

Christ!

If your stupid head
weren't screwed on!

Oh!

Good night, Seymour.

Good night, Mr. Mushnik!

Little red dots.

All over the floor.

You scared me.
What are you doing?

Gotta get ready
for the next song.

You always know where
everyone's supposed to be.

Running a theater,
growing up here,

you must know every department.

Lighting, sound, prop storage.

Well, I'm smarter than
people give me credit for.

Right.

Like how you underdressed
your costumes on Monday

for the dentist scene.

Yeah. It's faster that way.

With the added benefit
of allowing you time

to kill Des and
make it back onstage

by the end of the act.

What?

You're letting the
play get to you.

I found the phone you
use to make your TikToks.

It also has recordings of
you and Des rehearsing.

Must be blood. Must be fresh.

That's what everyone
heard Monday night.

It wasn't Des. It
was you playing that.

Because you'd
already killed him.

Why would I kill
the star of my show?

This theater is my
family's legacy.

It's not a legacy.

It's an albatross
around your neck.

We did some checking.

You got an offer for the land

to the tune of almost
a million dollars.

One problem, there was a clause

in your grandfather's will.

You can only sell this theater
if it isn't profitable.

Everyone knew that this
place was struggling.

You couldn't even pay
your construction crew.

But then Des came.

I have the money. You
can save your theater.

I'm announcing it to everyone
after rehearsal tonight.

But if Des gave you the
money, you couldn't sell.

Instead of a million dollars,

you'd be stuck with this
fledgling theater forever.

So then what?

You made a plan to kill Des.

You snuck away and caught
him in the props room.

No! No, I...

it's not true.

I never planned to kill him.

I went down there to
talk him out of it.

But God forbid you try to
talk Des out of anything.

He wouldn't hear it.

We fought, and then...

I have it all figured out, OK?

I'm telling them tonight.

No, no, no, no, you can't.

It was an accident.

He hit his head.

Except you dragged
the body into a shaft

very much on purpose.

And what about the speaker
that fell in my booth?

Was that an accident too?

I was just trying
to make it stop.

We should have shut down
the show after Des died.

I was trying to make people
think that we were cursed.

I'm sorry.

Semi-convincing performance.

The Hawkins Theater special.

No, no, no, no, no. Wait.

You're under arrest.

What the hell's going on here?

She's supposed to be
onstage in three minutes.

Not my problem.

Let's go.

Tell my followers. Tell
them I'm coming back.

You're gonna hear
from my lawyer.

You have a cue coming up.

Our Audrey was just arrested.

But you were the
one who inspired us

to keep going with all of
this in the first place.

Don't bail on me now.

Feed me.

I can't take much more of this.

Look, I'll run
down to the corner

and get you a pound
of rare roast beef.

Maybe that'll hold you till
"Life" magazine gets here.

Uh-uh!

No way!

Look, it's my last offer.

Yes or no?

It's better than nothing!

Done!

Great!

And don't think you're
getting dessert.

Hmph!

That's supposed to
be Audrey's entrance.

Improvise.

♪ I couldn't sleep

♪ I took a Sominex

♪ But voices in my
head keep saying ♪

♪ "Go to Seymour

♪ Talk to Seymour"

♪ I drank some tea

♪ But, gee, the
feeling wasn't gone ♪

♪ Seymour, sweetheart

♪ Tell me, darling

♪ What's been going on

♪ Little lady, hello

Who... who said that?

♪ You're looking
cute as can be ♪

Is somebody there?

♪ You're lookin'
mighty sweet ♪

Seymour?

Seymour.
- No, it ain't Seymour.

It's me.

Oh, my God.

♪ Your friendly Audrey II

♪ This plant is
talkin' to you ♪

I don't believe it.

Believe it, baby. It talks.

Am I dreaming this?

No, and you ain't
in Kansas neither.

Something's very wrong here.

Relax and go with it, doll.

Do me a favor, will
you, sweetheart?

A favor?

I need me some water
in the worst way.

Look at my branch.

I'm a goner, honey.

♪ Come on and give me a drink

I don't know if I should.

♪ Hey, little lady, be nice

You just want some water, right?

♪ Sure do, I'll
drink it straight ♪

Oh, your branches
are dry. Poor thing.

♪ Don't need no
glass and no ice ♪

I'll get the can.

♪ Don't need no
twist of lime ♪

Here you go.

♪ And now it's suppertime

Oh! Oh!

Who do I sign it to?

- Alejandro.
- Alejandro.

You were both incredible.

Us? What about you?

No.

That was amazing.

Ashok, I...

I've never seen you do
anything like that before.

I'm so sorry you had
to hide it for so long.

I never meant to hurt you.

I understand that now.

Look, whatever was in your past,

we'll deal with it.

What's important is our future.

Together.

There he is!

Audrey II!

- What are you doing here?
- Oh.

I definitely didn't tell you.

Mm!

You think you can
keep a secret from me?

Uh-uh. And I bet you're glad

I made you watch that movie now.

OK, well... hey.

Hi. This is amazing.

What did you think?

One of the better
productions I've seen.

Oh, it was so good.

And Rose... oh, my God.

- Yeah, that was incredible.
- Where'd she go?

I have so many questions.

I'll be right back.

You're missing out.

I got more
compliments about you.

What's wrong?

You got a case, didn't you?

Something like that.

Well, it's OK.

You have to travel.

We'll figure it out.

We always do.

It's not like that.

It, um...

it involves someone
from my past.

Someone I never told you about.

OK.

Who?

My husband.