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Guards!
Guards! Code yellow!

We need a lockdown!

She couldn't have
gone far! Find her!

Lockdown! Lockdown!

Oh!

Sid!

Rise and shine!

Breakfast is...

ready, I think?

Hey.

You sure you don't need my help?

No, no.

I'm, uh, I'm fine.
Listen, it's not gonna be

up to your mother's standards,
but I'll figure it out.

Okay.

Hey.

Hi, Chef Boyar-dad!

What's going on there?

You need a fire
extinguisher, or what?

No. I know how to cook.

- It's the stove, it's broken.
- Hi.

It's the stove
that's broken, right.

Blame the stove.
That makes sense.

What are you even
doing here, okay?

The, uh, spare key is supposed
to be for emergencies only.

Well, I heard you were cooking,
and that's an emergency.

She texted me. Good
job, sweetheart.

I know. I'm sorry.

You're sweet for trying,
but a girl has standards.

- Yeah.
- W-What is all this?

This...

uh, these are eggs, edible eggs.

This is, uh... unburnt bacon.

And these...

are pancakes...

with all the fixin's

from her favorite place,
the Pancake Palace.

We got a system.

Okay? You bring breakfast
on Monday and Friday.

Why do you have to
mess up the routine?

I'll tell you why.
Uh, I'm Dad One.

Dad One spoils daughter.

Daughter loves Dad
One more than Dad Two.

Mm-mm. Okay, Dad... and
Dad Two... cut it out.

I love you guys equally. Okay?

Yo, what's up, Kemi?

Do I have to teach
him how to cook?

No, no.

I'll just keep doing takeout.
It's safer for everybody.

Yeah, we'll be
there in a minute.

Hey, Goober Eats,
put the fork down.

We got a case.

A, uh, patient from Beacon
Hill Psychiatric Center

just went missing.

"Fork down," he says.

- Sorry.
- Fork up.

Thank you.

Mm. I love the fork outta
you. I'll talk to you later.

Come on, come on.

Okay, okay! Get in there.

What are you doing?
Why are you here?

I was headed to a job

and your building
was on the way, so...

I thought you'd
appreciate a coffee.

I do, it's just, uh...

Did I fudge your order again?

Don't tell me.

It's a half-caff,
triple-shot, soy,

no-foam, extra-hot
caramel macchiato,

with a sprinkle of
cinnamon, right?

Yes. Uh, it's perfect.

You're perfect, Jackson.

It's just...

...I'm a little uncomfortable

with you hanging
around the office,

especially when
you're in "uniform."

Would you...

prefer that I take it off?

You know how much I like
taking off my clothes.

This is also why

I think we should hold
off on you meeting my mom.

You know,

the whole...

exotic-dancer thing
might be T.M.I.

My mom is...

...A tough critic.

Starting to sound
like you are, too.

Law enforcement found
her on the street.

She was erratic...

threatening to harm herself.

She had a phone,

but no wallet or I.D.,

so they brought her
in as a "Jane Doe".

Well, we're gonna
need that phone.

And how long ago was this?

Uh, two days.

My staff gave her
a psych evaluation,

decided to place
her on a 302 hold.

So that means she was
scheduled to leave in 24 hours?

Mm. In her case, not likely.

We were considering
extending the hold.

She was erratic.

She... I wouldn't say
she was dangerous,

but definitely headed
in that direction.

Well, what set her off?

I don't know.
Could be anything.

She was a closed book, but
clearly unhappy to be here.

Maybe she didn't
like being locked up.

Well, we actually give our
patients a lot of freedom.

They're on lockdown now,
because of the situation,

but usually they have
the run of the floor.

Except at night,

when they're secured
in their rooms.

So, wait, she's secured
in her room at night.

How'd she escape?

I have no idea.

Can't even get off the
floor without a keycard.

All right,

we're gonna need to
interview your entire staff.

Sounds like she
needed help escaping.

Looks to me like
she helped herself.

You, uh...

do you know what
she was wearing?

Um...

well, we gave her an extra set
of clothes when she came in.

Sweats and a green
sweater, I believe.

Green sweater, huh?

She didn't need a keycard.

This is how she got out.

Here are all of
Jane Doe's things,

but her phone is missing.

How's that possible?

We give all our patients
supervised call time.

It's possible the nurse
forgot to take it back.

It's possible Jane
grabbed it on her way out.

I'll go check with the staff.

Lot of possibilities.

You got anything?

Uh...

nope.

Ahem. "Dear Violet,

It's strange writing to
someone I've never met,

even though you
were part of my life

in ways I'm only
beginning to understand.

I have so many questions.

Questions about
where I come from,

who I look like, who you are.

I want you to know

I would never judge you
for the choices you made.

I hope that, one day,
our paths will cross,

and we'll get to
know each other.

Until then, if there's
any part of you

that hopes the same, I'll
leave my number below..."

"With love, your daughter..."

What?

Look who it's from.

"Sidney Grant"?

She reached out to
her birth mother.

Sid's on her way.

Should we issue an alert?

No, no. I don't want her
getting the news on her phone.

Me and Jay'll talk to her first,

then we'll put it out.

I got snacks.

What, you rob a
kindergarten class?

No, sugar... Sid needs
sugar when she's upset,

So I got sugar.

It's not gonna help.

What do you want me to do, huh?

What do you want me to do?

You think there's a playbook
for what you're supposed to do

when your daughter
secretly reaches out

to her birth mother,

who then goes AWOL?

My bigger question is,

how did she find her
in the first place?

Okay. I actually have
some insight on this,

but I need you both
to center yourselves.

Center... Center myself?

- Mm-hmm.
- Do a yoga class together?

Wh-What do you mean?

Okay, I helped Sid find Violet.

Kemi, really?

I have a friend in an
adoption search group, okay?

She cross-referenced

what was known about where
and when Sidney was abandoned

with information
within their database.

And, look, I-I-I thought
it was a long shot,

but, sure enough,
they found Violet.

And you didn't want to tell us?

That's my kid.

I tried to get her
to tell both of you,

but you have taken
helicopter parenting

to new heights,

so, no, she didn't
want to tell you.

And, no...

it is not my place
to breach her trust.

Look, I'm sorry.

None of us could have
predicted this would happen.

What would happen?

Hey, Sid.

Come in.

Why is there candy
all over the desk?

Thought you might like
some candy, I don't know.

Why now?

I mean, y-you never
mentioned her before.

I just needed to know.

Our job is to protect you.

You should've
talked to us first.

Yeah, I was trying
to keep you guys

from freaking out,
like you are now.

Who's freaking out?
I'm not freaking out.

- Nobody's freaking out.
- You brought me candy

and I've never seen
Mike's tie so tight.

All I did was write
Violet a letter.

Why...

Why do you guys have my letter?

Sid, your, uh, birth mom

ran away from a psych facility.

That's where we
found the letter.

Listen to me, Sid. We
are going to find her.

Okay? I promise you.

But you gotta tell us
everything you know.

Um...

all I know is her name

and that she lives at a...

a place called
"Serenity Way House".

I know the place.

It's a mental health
halfway house.

Queen Village.

Did you try to arrange
to meet up with her?

Did she reach back out to you?

No.

I-I gave her my number, just
in case she wanted to talk,

but she never reached out.

Is this my fault?

No, Sid, come on. No, no.

It's not. Sid.

I... We are gonna do everything

to make sure that
Violet is safe.

I promise.

Hey.

I, uh, I dug up

an old booking photo
of Violet Casso.

She was arrested
for trespassing.

It's not a great photo.

She's a little dirty
and clearly in distress.

Well, it's better than nothing.

Put out the Alert.

I desperately
want Violet to be okay.

Violet lives with
psychotic depression.

Imagine the can't-get-out-of-bed
vibe of depression,

then pile on hallucinations
or delusions,

and you start to
get the picture.

How is she able to
function day-to-day?

It's about managing
the highs and lows.

But Violet was trying
to rebuild her life.

Okay, uh, can we have
a look at her room?

Well, she does like her books.

Got her a job at
Independence Library.

She even ran a book
club every Tuesday.

You got any idea where
she might have gone?

She have a
diary or a journal?

Just a bunch of
notebooks for her recipes.

She cooked for her
housemates all the time.

A few days ago, she
started to isolate herself,

then she just left.

Okay, I mean, if
she was so sick,

why-why... why'd you
guys let her leave?

'Cause this is a halfway
house, not a prison.

- Right.
- Fair enough.

Is there anything
else you can tell us?

After I saw the Alert,
I searched the room.

I found her anti-depressants
and anti-psychotic meds.

Counted the pills.

She hasn't taken them for days.

That puts her at serious risk.

Hey...

Manny? I'm strapped for cash.

Think you could spot
me for some diapers?

Store policy...
I can't do that.

I promise, I'm good for
it. I can be back tonight.

I'm just a little short.

We're all a little short.

Sorry.

Mind putting
the diapers back?

Fire! There's a...
There's a fire!

Oh, geez.

Hey, you!

Damn druggie! Tryin' to st...

O-Okay. Okay, okay.

Hey, hey!

A woman matching the
description of Violet

was seen robbing a
bodega near Center City.

I-I can't believe

that I'm hoping my
daughter's birth mother

just robbed a bodega.

I don't know, it's like...

it's like hoping Santa
Claus whacked an elf.

You think Sid's letter

was the thing that
pushed her over the edge?

I-I do.

Uh, but for the love of
God, don't tell Sid that.

- Hell no!
- Okay.

Especially after Nik... the
fallout would be brutal.

Something's going on with her.

I don't know what it is. I
mean, Sid, she seemed fine.

I mean, considering,
she seemed okay.

And now something else
is happening with her,

and I don't know what it is.

Why don't I try talking to her?

- Yeah?
- What?

Yeah, I'm neutral ground,
what's wrong with that?

You have any idea at
all what it's like

trying to get information
out of a teenage girl?

You gotta approach
that situation

like you're defusing a bomb.

Whoa-whoa-whoa! What
are you tryin' to say?

That it takes fatherly finesse.

- That's what I'm trying to say.
- What, I don't have finesse?

- I got finesse!
- Yeah, you got finesse... yeah.

You've been an honorary father
for, like, five minutes.

You gotta start somewhere.

Don't start there!
Do yourself a favor.

Go to the bodega. Stop.

- Funny, huh?
- Hey, it's funny to me!

Look at this mess.

She started the
fire to distract me

while she stole the
money and the gun.

Okay. What was she wearing?

Green sweater.

And a rosary.

Kind of ironic,

when you're waving a
gun around at people.

You saw where she ran
after she took off?

With a gun in my face?

Nah. I wasn't really
focused on that.

All right, we're gonna have
to see your security footage.

Oh, look at that.

PD giving a crap about
busting a druggie for once.

Hey.

That "druggie" is a woman
with mental health issues

who needs help.

Okay? Don't be a jerk.

Oh, a person off
their meds, with a gun...

that's not a great combination.

But look right there...

she could've shot
homeboy and she didn't.

Yeah, which means
she's probably a danger

to herself and not others.

All right, looks
like she's going north.

We gotta canvass
that whole area.

We gotta move fast. Let's go.

Violet has a cellphone,

but it's turned off, so we
can't trace her location.

But based on the
incident at the bodega,

I did a deeper dive into
her criminal record.

She has, uh, multiple
arrests for petty theft,

uh, drug possession,
and squatting.

Everything in her life points
to a lack of stability.

She started college,
dropped out.

A dozen jobs,

none of them lasted
more than a few months.

Until the library...

she's been working
there for almost a year.

Something was going
right for her.

Until it wasn't.

But none of this tells us
where she might've gone

after she robbed the bodega.

She robbed a bodega?

It...

It's not that simple, Sid.

Okay? Violet is a flawed woman

and she needs help.

I didn't even think
about her state of mind

when I reached out. I...

Listen. Listen to
me. Listen to me.

We-We can't always anticipate

the impact that
we have on others,

especially when
they're struggling.

I'm such an idiot. I'm
such a freaking idiot.

No, you're not an idiot.

I spent my whole life

trying not to trigger my
mom's bipolar episodes.

I kept thinking it was
my fault, but it's not.

And it's not hers, either.

It's her disease.

Don't second-guess
your good intentions.

I doubt your mom robbed a store.

I'll go talk to her.

Okay.

I got nothing. No
one's seen her.

I keep striking out, too.

Well, you'd think at least one
person would've spotted her.

Except we are conditioned

to ignore the folks
that don't belong.

I think we're asking
the wrong people.

Hey, buddy?

You, uh... you seen this
lady around anywhere?

You scratch my back,
I'll scratch yours.

Scratch his back, would ya?

Scratch it, scratch
it, scratch it.

Yeah, I seen her.

She ran into my cart.
Knocked over all my stuff.

All right, when was that?

'Bout an hour ago.

Came running down
like a bat outta hell,

looking for Shay.

Okay. Who-Who's Shay?

Oh, y'all are
really looking, huh?

Well, I'm really
looking for some food,

if you know what I mean.

Right, okay.

Uh, tell us who Shay is,
where we could find her,

and my man'll go buy
you a cheesesteak.

All right. Thanks.

Yo! You wanna get your
hands off my stuff

before you lose a finger?

You Shay?

I'm Mind-Yer-Damn-Business.

We're cops. Are you Shay now?

What do ya want?

We were told this
woman, Violet Casso,

came looking for you earlier.

We need to know where she is.

I never seen her. Bye now.

You Catholic, Shay?

- I dabble.
- You "dabble"?

Did you dabble that
off of Violet's wrist?

You know, the last time I
told the cops some stuff,

I ended up in prison,

and my kids ended
up in foster care.

I understand. My kid
comes from foster care.

Violet's her mother,

and I don't want to be the guy

that loses his
daughter's mother.

We just need to
find her. Okay?

Me and Violet, you know,
w-we look out for each other.

She used to bring me books...

just the romance ones,

not the boring history
crap she was into.

And y-you just saw
her an hour ago?

Yeah!

She just showed up.

And I hadn't seen her in a
while so I was surprised.

You know where she was going?

Nah. She, uh, she
gave me some cash.

Said she was gonna see some dude

named, uh, "Henry"...
something like that.

She... She asked me to
take care of her rosary.

I-I don't know why.

Got it. Um... Henry. You
don't know Henry? Who he is?

Nah. She never
brought him up before.

Violet's my girl.

If this'll help save her...

it's all yours.

I appreciate that,
Shay. Thank you.

Thanks.

Let me know what's
up. You know?

So that's where my tablet is.

I was planning on
putting it back.

What, after you've worn
yourself down from obsessing?

Well, it's better than sitting
and imagining the worst.

You know you can
talk to me, right?

Nikki wouldn't want you
stressing like this.

Yeah, but we need
to find Violet.

Look. We're doing
everything that we can.

Come on. Let me take you home.

Mike.

You've gotta stop treating
me like a little kid.

Look, staring at your birth
mom on a tablet screen,

it's not gonna make
you feel better.

I know I can't
control her actions,

but it was my letter
that set her off.

Mine.

And now I'm losing a
part of me... again.

Which is why we don't
want you getting hurt

more than you already are.

Look, I'm just doing what I
know Nikki would want me to do,

even if you don't agree.

I don't.

And the more you
keep treating me

like a fragile child,

the more I'm gonna
believe it's my fault.

Okay, so we know

that Violet is going to
go see a guy named Henry,

but did Shay give you
any other descriptions?

You know, like a last name?

Do we even know if
Henry lives in Philly?

Nope. All we got is "Henry",
so you gotta use your magic.

Okay, as much as I appreciate

your confidence in
my Black Girl Magic,

I have dug deep into that hat...

there are no rabbits, Mike.

I mean, there's
gotta be something.

Look, I-I searched
old bank records

to see if there were
any transactions

with someone named
Henry... nothing.

I called her old landlords

to see if there were any
Henrys in the building.

Less than nothing. I'm sorry.

Yeah.

I know that you're
feeling a certain way

about me helping Sid,

but how are you holding up?

You should've said
something to us, Kemi.

Sid didn't go to you and Jay

because she was afraid

that you would treat
her like a child,

but Sid i-is so much stronger

than you are giving
her credit for.

All I'm tryin' to
do is keep her safe.

Yeah, but this stepdad thing...
it's like a foreign language.

Then give yourself some grace!

We all had a hand in raising Sid
to be a strong, capable woman

who can handle adversity.

I appreciate that.

But as long as
Violet is missing,

we are failing Sid.

We want to protect her?

We gotta find Violet.

I'm gonna apologize
to him, okay?

I don't need a lecture.

I wasn't gonna lecture you.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

You have nothing to say?

I didn't say I have
nothing to say.

I was going to say something,

but I wasn't gonna
give you a lecture.

Well, say it.

Maybe you don't wanna hear it.

What?

Um, okay.

Look, Mike is a new dad, right?

Mm-hmm.

But I know for a fact

his favorite part about
being a new dad is...

...bacon you happy.

- Stop.
- Bacon...

- Dad...
- That's his... I mean...

come on, with the burnt bacon!

Dad, it's so bad.

- Really?
- It's so bad!

Okay, all right. I'm gonna
have to go deep, then.

You want me to go
deep? I'll go deep!

- Oh, my God.
- Do you remember...

- Okay.
- Do you remember

when you taught me...

how to twerk?

Oh, my gosh! Dad! Stop!

Do you remember when you...

People are watching! Stop!

'Cause it's in the...
it's in the pelvis.

- Dad, stop!
- It's in the hips, right?

- It's a shake.
- I see it. it's here.

- Yeah? Uh-huh?
- Yes, okay!

All right, you're smiling.
Let's go. Come on.

Yeah, last name Casso,
first name Violet.

Anything you got, you
call me... it's urgent.

I-I
found him. Henry.

All right, give
me the breakdown.

Okay, uh... so, Violet has
multiple misdemeanor arrests,

and so I figured if she
and Henry were tight,

that maybe they got arrested
around the same time and place,

so I searched old
booking records, uh,

before and after Violet
was processed and...

right there...

Henry Young.

Booked minutes after Violet
for the same charges.

Nice work! All right,
I'm gonna text Jay.

We gotta pull out all the
stops, legal or otherwise.

- Find Henry Young.
- I got you.

Violet, please.

You can't do this to yourself.

I don't deserve
to be here, Henry.

That's not true.

You've been carrying this grief

and guilt

for years.

You need to let it go.

I can't.

It's suffocating.

And now
she found me, Henry.

How can I face the
child I abandoned?

What if there's some
good in all this?

It was the biggest
mistake of my life.

You left her

so she'd have a chance
at a better life.

You had hope then.

And even now, it's not over.

Okay, Vi...

if you're so determined...

there's one thing
you have to do first.

Guys, you need
to come over here.

So that's Henry,

and it took me a minute
to find a photo because,

look at this...

Henry died 20 years ago.

He overdosed.

What?

Okay, okay, okay.

Violet told Shay that she
wanted to go "be with Henry".

If Henry's dead,

it makes it pretty obvious
what she is going to do. No?

Yeah, but it's unclear if
Henry is a friend or a lover.

Jay, Jay...

you see what I'm seeing, right?

I do now, yeah.

That's Sidney's father.

He died right
after she was born.

All right, we need
all hands on deck.

I'll go inform
troops on the ground.

Please get this off the screen.

Okay.

When you died...

I fell apart.

I couldn't be a mother.

I couldn't be anything.

This thing you're
asking me to do...

...I just can't.

Don't leave without
saying goodbye.

You both deserve that much.

Hello?

Sidney?

Mom?

Violet?

- Trace the call.
- I'm on it.

Hello?

I'm here.
Okay. I'm here.

I'm really glad you called.

It's really nice
to hear your voice.

I like hearing yours, too.

I imagined all the ways
your voice would be...

...and now that it's
you, it's perfect.

Yeah. Yours too.

Uh, I di... I didn't
mean to mess up your life

by reaching out.

I just thought that
maybe we could connect.

All I care about
is if you're safe.

Are you?

Safe?

Violet?

I... need you to know...

I'm not sorry I had you.

I'm just sorry I gave you up.

I hope, in your own
time, you can forgive me.

I do, and, um...

I don't know, I just thought
that maybe we could connect,

like, uh, we could see
each other in person.

I-I could come to you.

My beautiful
baby girl...

...it's time for me to go.

No. No-no-no, Violet...

I just called to wish you well.

And...

to tell you that you deserve

the life that I
couldn't give you.

Violet.

I really have to go.

I'm so proud of you.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
You did good. Okay?

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Are you sure?

I promise. I promise.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Hey. I got a trace.
Violet's in Center City.

I'm pulling up
details right now.

Hey. I'll be right back. Yeah?

So cell towers
triangulated the call

to a one-block radius
in Center City.

Look, that's a densely
populated section of downtown.

It's dozens of buildings,
places to search...

she's still gonna be a
needle in a haystack.

Okay. Then instead of focusing
on where she could be,

let's locate where she
would be. All right?

So, there's office buildings,
apartment buildings,

a church, several restaurants...

Hold on. Hold on. Hold
on. You said church?

Yeah.

She had a rosary.

Maybe the church meant
something to her.

What's the name of that church?

Uh... let's see.

St. Mary's Sanctuary Church.

Oh, my God, that's the church
where she left me as a baby.

And according to
his autopsy record,

that's the same place
that Henry OD'd.

All right. I'm grabbing Jason.

We gotta get to St.
Mary's, right now.

Wait! I want to go with you.

No, no. If something
goes wrong...

You know what? You're right.

You're strong. You
could handle this.

And if Violet sees you,
maybe she will realize

that she has
something to live for.

Come on.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Hey, Violet?

Hey, it's okay.

Hey. It's okay. It's okay.

Easy, easy.

We just got Sidney in the car.

She'd love to meet you.

That's all.

Just want to help you. Okay?

Look, I'm gonna put my gun away,

but I need you to do me a favor.

You gotta put yours down,
too. Okay? Same time?

Yeah? Look.

Good.

Now step away. Step away.

- Hands where we can see them!
- No, no! Hey! No! Hey!

No, no, no! No! Don't! Put...

Where the hell did she go?

In the alley! Come on.

Hold on, hold on.

Stairs!

Violet?

My name is Jason.

I'm Sidney's dad.

Just relax, okay?

This is Mike...
Sidney's honorary dad.

We just... We just
wanna talk to you.

Can I come closer, please?

No.

Don't come closer.

We know you've been living
with some struggles.

Okay? But you have the chance
to make a positive choice,

and it can lead to
a positive future.

I don't! I don't
have a choice.

You do, Violet.
You do have a choice.

That's what I'm saying.
There's people that care.

People that want to see
you safe and happy. Okay?

Y-You don't have
to do this alone.

Hey, hey.
Violet, look at me!

Think about Coleman.

Serenity Way House wouldn't
be the same without you.

And-And-And Shay... she
cares about you, we all do!

You don't even know me.

I feel like I know you, Violet.

I do.

You gave us Sid, okay?

And that's the best thing

that's ever happened
to me in my whole life.

Hey, Violet.

Violet, look. This is yours,

and I know it means
something to you.

Can I bring it to you, please?

Stay back! Stay back.

Violet?

Sidney?

Please don't do this.

I know it may not seem like it,

but the world is a better
place with you in it...

my world is a better
place with you in it.

I'm just so tired of the pain.

I left my own baby!

I can't do this anymore.

Yes, you can!

I barely know you, but I
know how strong you are...

with everything
you've been through...

and I'm not mad at
you for giving me up.

I... I have an amazing life
and a beautiful family.

And it's all because
you were brave enough

to do the hardest thing
a mother could ever do.

I need you here, Violet.

I need you to meet
your grandchild.

I'm having a baby.

A baby?

Your life matters.

At least, to me, it does.

Okay.

Nice and slow.

♪ We never left you

Give us your hand.

♪ We never left you that day

We got you. We got
you. We got you.

♪ Couldn't hold you

♪ But you didn't
wanna be held Anyway ♪

♪ So hang on Hang on ♪

♪ Hang on, hang on

♪ Hang on, hang on

I've never seen
you so covered up.

Why are you in a very,
very tight turtleneck?

Well, you made it very clear

that you don't like it

when I wear my uniform
around the office, so...

Well, thanks for coming.

That's actually what I
wanted to talk about.

You know how,
sometimes I overthink,

and then panic, and then
overthink some more?

Yeah, it's, uh...
kinda your thing.

Well, today forced me
to kind of reevaluate.

My mom has bipolar disorder

which is the real reason I
didn't want to introduce you.

I kept worrying about
how she'd react.

But it's time I
take my own advice.

I can't be responsible
for my mom's happiness.

I am letting go of that burden.

Whoosh...!

...sshhhh!

Burden gone.

So...

we're all going out
for dinner next week.

I mean... if you
still want to.

Are you sure?

100%.

Come here.

All right. Good news.

Violet voluntarily
checked herself

back into the psych
facility for treatment,

and the doctor said,

if all goes well, in a few days,

she could have visitors.

Okay. Thanks, Mike.

Yeah.

Uh, okay. I'll start.

Um...

on the roof, you, uh...

yeah, you said something,

and, um, Dad One and Dad
Two would like to know

if it, uh, if it was true.

Yeah...

uh...

surprise!

Yeah.

Yeah, it's true.

Okay, before you say anything.

I-I do plan on keeping the baby.

I-I mean, that's why I needed
to reach out to Violet.

I need to know where I came
from and who my child may be.

I've never seen you
guys so speechless.

You're mad.

No! No, we're just...

we're, you know,
just processing.

We're not mad. At all.

Not mad. I'm just...

I'm overcome with, um...

uh...

- something.
- Yeah! Yeah.

You two are so, so weird.

Anyway, um, the father...

obviously, there's a father.

Um, we should know his
name and his address.

Not that we're gonna do an
extensive background check

or anything like that...
to be supportive, is all.

Okay. What... What I
think Dad One means is,

that there is no rush.

When you're ready to talk,
we are ready to listen.

Now is good, if
it works for you.

Shut up.

And this is why I am so
thankful for Dad Number Two,

to balance out Dad Number One.

Guys, I don't know.

I'm just gonna take
it one step at a time.

And yes, the baby
does have a father

and I will reach
out to him and...

I don't know.

I'm just gonna figure it out.

I love you. And I got you.

I'm proud of you.

Everything. I got
you. No matter what.

Okay?

Always.

Drink?

Yeah, but I think we're
gonna need a bigger bottle.

That'll do.

Yeah, I'm just gonna
keep the bottle,

if that's okay.

Ohh.

So...

cheers to a helluva day, huh?

Yeah. I mean, I guess we're
gonna be grandparents.

Mm, well, I mean, I
meant Violet, but...

yeah, that too.

And you know what?

I, uh...

...couldn't ask for a
better partner in crime.

I'm touched.

Crisis averted.

Yeah, well, for me, but you...

you, um, you got Lamaze
classes coming up.

You got... you gotta
baby-proof this whole house.

Sid's gonna have to squeeze
your hand when the...

Yeah, okay. Where's
the "we" in this?

Yeah, I don't hear "Dad
One" anywhere in there.

That's not in the specifications

- of Dad One duties.
- Well, it sounds like

Dad One doesn't have any duties.

Here's something, though...

I think you will be...

"Peepaw".

Yes. And I...

uh, will be "G-Dawg."

Don't start.

I'm too young for this.

No, no. You know, it
actually fits your aesthetic.

- Does it?
- Yeah, yeah.

You kinda have an old man face.

It's not past
your bedtime, "G-Dawg"?