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Well, this was a mistake.

We should've told her to come to the house instead.

Eh, six of one, half a dozen of the other.

She could think I'm lording this over her.

"Look at my fancy country club."

Or she may be simply glad to see you.

Do you think I'm overdressed?

I probably should've wore something simpler.

Anita, you look beautiful, as always.

I don't need you to handle me, Vernon.

Of course not, dear.

[Vernon chuckles]

What time is it?

Three minutes since the last time you asked me.

Tracy's late.

Obviously, she's not coming.

[sighs]

DEREK: So, what?

Mistakes just aren't allowed?

Why don't you just say it?

You don't want me here.

You think that it's a huge mistake that I moved in,

and you want me out.

[knocking at door]

Derek, this is your lucky day.

I was making spaghetti and meatballs.

Made too much, as usual.

So this is for you and Ashley.

That's very nice of you.

It is my civic duty to feed one of our first responders.

Besides, it's one less meal Ashley has to cook.

I know how crazy both of your schedules are.

Are you going somewhere?

Hey, Shanice.

Uh, I'm so sorry to call you on your day off,

but I don't feel well at all.

I think I should skip my shift just to be safe.

I already called scheduling.

I just, I wanted you to know.

I'll be as good as new in the morning.

Okay. Thanks.

[sighs heavily]

[sobs]

ANDRE: Ashley?

Oh. What is it? What's wrong?

What- W-What's wrong?

-[sobs] -Hey. It's okay.

? ?

Jacob, did you follow up on that recording I sent you

of Leslie saying Eva was the motorcycle driver

who ran Laura off the road?

I brought Leslie Thomas in for questioning.

In fact, she just left a few minutes ago.

I'm finishing up on my notes now.

And?

Did Leslie throw Eva under the bus

where she belongs?

Hey. Meeting somebody for a really late lunch?

[chuckles] No, just sitting here

thinking about life.

You just getting off work?

Yeah, kind of.

Mind if I join you?

Will Kat mind if you join me?

I'll risk it.

So, work?

I had a late meeting scheduled,

but one of the partners bumped me,

so I decided to grab some food on the way home,

where I will continue to work, because that's what I do.

Wait, bumped you off?

Like... stole your client?

It was her client to begin with.

I'm just her lowly associate stand-in.

Sorry. You were probably looking forward

to impressing them with your brilliant legal mind.

There's always next time.

Nice picture.

Birthday gift from my father.

He gave it to me over a celebratory lunch.

Happy birthday.

Sounds like the best gift is that you and your dad

are finally starting to connect.

Yeah, I'm grateful for that.

Especially now that my mother

has completely turned against me.

I heard about her blaming you for Laura Peterson's accident.

What?

? ?

So despite what you heard her say on the recording,

now Leslie's refusing to admit Eva did it?

She insisted she was just enticing you for a reaction.

[scoffs] That bitch.

No argument there.

But her reaction did get me thinking.

Leslie's motive was the same as Eva's,

to run Laura off the road.

Even more so because it was her plan to begin with.

And she also doesn't have an alibi

for the night of the accident.

At least not one I can corroborate.

Well, what about Eva's alibi?

I still need to look into that.

Well, how about now?

I bet she doesn't have one.

Her mother may be a total nut bag,

but there is no way

I'm letting Eva off the hook that easily.

Trust me, I'm keeping all options on the table.

But my gut is telling me if somebody's guilty here,

it's the mother.

I got to go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hang on, Kat.

I know that look.

-Stay out of this, please. -[scoffs]

No promises.

And Kat said this?

That my mom said I was the one who caused Laura's car accident?

More like implied it.

Sorry, I thought you knew.

She said she recorded the whole thing.

My mother is capable of just about anything,

but accusing me of what happened to Laura?

-Forgive me, but- -No.

I did not run Laura off the road. Okay?

I don't even know how to drive a motorcycle.

My stepfather Alan had one, but I never used it.

So if you're suggesting...

I didn't think it was you.

Oh. Then what were you gonna say?

I was wondering if your mother

might've been trying to put the blame onto you,

to try to deflect suspicion from someone else.

Like herself?

I didn't say that.

You didn't have to.

You're a logical guy.

It's a logical thought.

What about you?

What are you thinking?

What are you- What are you doing?

What am I doing?

[laughs]

Oh, honey, I thought you needed another pillow.

You look so uncomfortable lying there.

Well...

[laughing]: What are you...?

What did you think?

Oh, my gosh. The look on your face.

Did you think...?

Did you think I was gonna smother you?

No, I was just...

Just wondering who I am

and what I'm doing in your hospital room.

Hi. I'm Leslie.

Leslie Thomas?

In the flesh.

I know who you are.

Everybody knows what you did to Ted and Nicole.

Everybody doesn't know squat about what really happened.

How are you feeling?

Fine. Just ready to get back to work.

Glad to hear it.

You still haven't told me what you're doing here.

Mm. I do believe that you know my daughter Eva.

Yeah, she's the one who took my job with Nicole, temporarily.

Right again.

So, anyway, the police have been asking

"everybody" questions about your accident.

Any idea who might've been responsible?

If Tracy were coming, she'd be here by now.

I never should've called her in the first place.

Putting myself out there, just asking to be rejected.

I should've just left it alone.

Tracy texted you to say

she was getting on the train from Philadelphia.

Give the woman, and the train, a chance.

There are several stops between Philly and here.

She could have gotten off at any one of them.

And why would she do that?

Because she changed her mind.

Got cold feet.

Never wanted to come in the first place.

I'm sure she hates me after everything that happened.

If, uh, my eyes don't deceive me,

that's Tracy headed this way.

Anita.

Tracy.

I am so glad to see you.

Welcome.

Are you and Ashley planning a getaway for a few days?

That's wonderful.

I wonder why she didn't mention it to me.

That's not what's happening. We...

Oh, of course.

Silly me.

You're probably still unpacking after the move.

The last time I moved, it took months

to unpack every bag and box.

Unpacking does take time.

[sighing]: Yeah.

So... how's the living together going?

Uh...

It's going.

My guess is that it's not all smooth sailing.

Did Ashley tell you that?

She just mentioned it wasn't exactly what she was expecting.

But what in life is?

That's true.

I think that the two of you need to cut yourselves,

and this situation, a little slack.

As long as you keep telling each other how you feel

and listening to one another,

there's nothing that you can't figure out together.

Yeah.

And it doesn't hurt to do it

over a plate of homemade spaghetti and meatballs.

Yeah. Maybe.

I'll, uh, I'll get out of your hair

and let you finish unpacking.

Thanks for dinner, Jan.

My pleasure.

Oh, uh, and don't forget, don't throw away the container.

It's supposed to be reused to save money and the environment.

Yeah, heard something about that.

You give Ashley my love. Keep a little for yourself.

[door closes]

And then, to make matters worse,

I just sort of ran out of there.

God, how could I be so stupid?

I think you're being way too hard on yourself.

-You weren't there. -Yeah, but I know you.

And the Ashley Morgan that I know

would be nothing but fair.

Just because Derek and I are having a hard time

living together does not mean that I need

to go off half-cocked and flee the apartment

like it's a house on fire.

[crying]: House on fire...

Come on, Ashley.

Look, I hate to see you hurting like this.

And whatever problems there may be, uh...

[Andre sighs]

Remember, it takes two people to mess up a relationship.

Yeah?

-I know Derek is trying. -Yeah.

It's just...

He can be such a...

...a guy.

[laughing]

Well, on behalf of guys everywhere,

you know, we can be kind of guy-ish.

Hey, give Derek another chance.

For a guy, he's a good one.

A great one.

So why can't I hold on to him?

Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there.

Okay? You're not losing Derek.

You're just trying to find a way to live with him, right?

Okay, so this isn't the end of your relationship.

-God, I hope not. -Then act like it.

How about you just drive right back home,

you march right into that apartment and tell Derek.

I love him.

I should tell him I love him.

That's a good place to start, right?

T-The best.

Okay, well, then, I'll go right now.

I was so upset before,

I called out sick for the rest of my shift.

And once you work things out with Derek,

you'll feel a whole lot better.

Uh, come on, I'll help you go home.

Make sure you get there safe.

It'll be dark out soon.

Thanks, Andre.

You're a good friend.

Thanks.

LAURA: I have no clue who ran me down.

It was dark, and I was blinded

by the motorcycle's headlight in my rearview mirror.

I couldn't see anybody or anything.

And I-I told the police that.

Hmm.

It's just that I'm...

I'm so afraid.

Afraid of...?

[laughs]

Oh, no, honey.

I'm not afraid of anything.

What I was going to say

is I'm afraid formy daughter.

-Eva? -Mm-hmm.

Why?

Well, I mean, look at all of this.

How it looks.

It's like, here you are, laid up by this terrible accident.

And Eva just so happened to get your job.

So imagine how people might get the wrong idea

and think that maybe she had

something to do with what happened to you.

Well, it's not unreasonable to think that

after what happened at the Richardsons' anniversary party.

[chuckles softly]

Except for one thing.

My Eva is not a malicious person.

She would never do something

this horrible to you, or to anyone.

So, Laura, I really do hope

that they find who did this.

But I promise you,

when they do, it won't be my Eva.

I know that like I know myself.

I'm not asking you to accuse your mother.

No one would expect you to betray her that way.

Even though she betrayed me the same way?

Wow.

You know, it's amazing how you can talk to me

and have this whole other conversation going

of things you didn't say.

I was trying not to hurt your feelings,

and trying not to insult you or your mother,

but I guess I failed.

No, you were being nice.

You're too classy a guy to come straight out

and ask me how I can allow my mother

to get away with treating me like that.

Thanks, but I already know.

And trust me, I get it.

My relationship with my dad's kind of like that.

Seems like he's always finding some way to put me down.

And instead of cutting him out of my life,

I just...

...I just keep letting him.

Does it work?

Only sometimes.

Same.

You know, it'd be so much easier if my mom was just one way.

You know? If she was cold and mean all the time,

then I wouldn't feel guilty treating her like that.

But they have these moments.

Right?

My mom isn't just the woman

who makes me feel like I'm never good enough.

She's also the one who will laugh with me

until my sides hurt,

and text me out of nowhere to say she's proud of me.

I love working on cars with my dad.

Or having him teach me how to grill the perfect carne asada.

We have some beers, have some laughs.

It's all good, until...

...until he makes that shift.

That's why I can't treat my mom

the way she sometimes treats me.

I keep holding out for those moments

of love and comfort,

like maybe this time it'll stick.

It's exhausting, isn't it?

[chuckles softly]

I don't know how to stop hoping.

Yeah. Me, neither.

I'm sorry.

You deserve better than that.

So do you.

So, how was the train ride?

Oh, it was a quick trip from Philly.

I grabbed the taxi from the station.

And, uh, it's only two hours door to door.

I can't believe we've been that close all this time

and haven't seen each other.

But it's wonderful to have a chance to see you now.

Tracy, you look beautiful as ever.

You're the flatterer you always were.

You know, that night at the Regal,

when you came backstage after the show?

You could have had any of the three of us.

Careful, girl.

And when you left the dressing room with Anita,

I thought Sharon was gonna pitch a fit.

I'd never seen her so pissed, until...

I know.

Derek?

He was here when I left.

His shift's over. I wonder where he went.

Well, maybe he got caught out on an emergency.

Or maybe he went to grab a beer with one of his buddies.

-Yeah, maybe. -Yeah.

Text him. Hmm?

What if he doesn't answer?

I mean, I haven't heard from him in a couple of hours.

What if he doesn't want to talk to me?

Okay, maybe he's just somewhere thinking

that you're mad at him because he hasn't heard from you.

-Yeah, I guess that's possible. -Yeah.

It's missing.

-What? -This thing that Derek...

Hey, maybe he just moved some things around.

Maybe he cleaned up.

His clothes are missing.

Then he's probably at the laundromat.

Hey, please don't overthink.

No, Andre, we have a washer/dryer right there.

His suitcase is gone.

Derek is gone.

Yes, vague alibis are better than no alibis.

But I'm hoping we can find something

that'll give us the whereabouts of Eva and Leslie

on the night Laura got ran off the road.

All right, let me know of any updates.

Cool.

What's good, bro? We have plans tonight?

No, I, uh, just needed to talk to my bud.

Yeah, of course. Have a seat, man.

Talk to me, bro. What's up?

Oh, God.

Ash just came home early because she forgot her lunch.

And we ended up in this huge fight.

-About her lunch? -[chuckles]

As a matter of fact, yeah, but...

whole bunch of other stuff, too.

So you guys are still having issues?

I think "issues" is putting it mildly, man.

Ash and I living together is a disaster.

Can't seem to make the pieces fit, and...

She's miserable.

I hate doing that to her, so...

I left.

You left?

Wait, hang on.

Left as in on your way here, you text her

and told her where you were going

and what time you'll be back, right?

As in I packed my bag and moved out.

Nah, you're joking, bro.

[laughs]

So I was wondering, do you...

Do you think I can crash on your couch for a bit?

My sister wouldn't like it

if she saw us sitting together like this.

Oh, Kat.

Well, I should say half sister.

She already hates my guts.

Kat would probably freak all the way out

if she saw me holding hands with her boyfriend.

[chuckles] I don't know if I would consider

what we were just doing holding hands.

Nor would I necessarily consider myself Kat's boyfriend.

Why not?

Because of you.

KAT: Laura, I need to talk to-

You.

Ms. Richardson, it's so nice to see you again.

Invading anyone's personal privacy today?

Get the hell out and don't come back.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I didn't know that you were running the hospital.

Along with all your other many activities,

such as police informant.

What part of "get the hell out" was unclear?

Give my regards to your mother.

Thanks for the chat, Laura.

Take care of yourself.

Are you all right?

LAURA: I think so.

What was that woman doing in here?

I have no clue.

At first, I thought she was trying to make me think

that her daughter was the one who ran me off the road,

but by the time you walked in, it...

it almost felt more like...

Like what?

Like she was trying to tell me that she did it.

I really felt like Leslie was implying

that she was the one on the motorcycle

that ran me off the road.

Jacob has me thinking the same thing.

[scoffs] Though I'd hate to rule out evil Eva.

You know, it never even crossed my mind

that either of them could've had anything to do with my accident.

Till Leslie came in talking about how Eva had a motive.

Yeah, but Leslie would've had the same motive.

I know, but I wasn't about to say that to her.

Frankly, that woman is scary.

I woke up and saw her looming over my bed

with that crazed look in her eyes.

Did she threaten you?

Not exactly, but let's just say

it's not too far a leap

to picture her on the back of that bike.

Okay, but as off-kilter as Leslie is,

to go that far to sideline me just from my job?

I mean, that's pretty extreme.

Extreme is Leslie's wheelhouse.

Okay, but running me down

wouldn't have gotten her that much.

I mean, I would've been back to work in a few weeks

if it hadn't been for my cardiac arrest.

Wait a minute.

I remember my mother thinking it was strange

that you had such a spike in your potassium.

There was this true crime podcast I was into

where the guy was circling back to his victims

when his first attempt at murder didn't take.

Are you thinking...

That one of them got on their motorcycle,

sideswiped you,

and then came back here to finish the job.

What do I have to do

with your relationship status with Kat?

We were finally starting to connect earlier,

but when I asked her out to dinner tonight,

to try to keep the momentum going, you know...

...she blew me off.

I'm sorry, I'm still not getting the part where this is about me.

Because the reason Kat blew me off

was to check in with the police,

about their case against you.

You want to sleep on my couch?

Just until I figure out something else.

Brah, I would do anything for you, except that.

Thought I was your best friend.

You are, but Ashley is Naomi's, and she's not going for that.

You can just tell her it was all my fault.

Oh, she's gonna know that for sure.

But while you're on our couch,

I'm gonna be in the bedroom with Naomi,

not hearing the end of it.

Right.

I guess I can see if my old roommates will take me back.

Or you can go back to Ashley and try it again.

We've been trying. And failing.

Bro, listen.

Being angry at each other isn't failing.

But walking out on somebody you still love?

That's failing.

I do love Ashley.

And I-I believe she loves me, so...

Honestly, I had no idea

it was gonna be so hard for us to live together.

Yeah, love doesn't conquer all

when you're learning how to live with somebody.

But just because y'all hit a couple rough patches

doesn't mean y'all aren't compatible.

What y'all need to do is reconnect.

Have you taken her out on a date since you moved in?

Sure.

I mean, I must have, I...

Well, we've gone out with friends, just...

...not one-on-one.

Yeah, we've been trying so hard to succeed

at this new arrangement-

That you haven't spent much time with yourselves.

Listen, bro,

you and Ashley were in love

long before y'all were roommates.

You just have to get back to focusing on that.

Just give it a shot, bro. What do you got to lose?

I can't believe he's gone.

He'll be back.

No, he won't.

Derek said if we couldn't make this work,

he was gonna move back in with his friends.

We failed.

I failed.

God, Derek is such a great guy.

How could I blow this?

I couldn't let go of my stupid rules.

I was too controlling about my space.

Can you- Can you please stop beating yourself up?

Hey, I don't let anyone abuse my friends. Come on.

[sobbing]: Well, this friend has been really, really stupid.

I had someone who I loved,

who loved me back.

And I blew it.

I'm sure Derek still loves you.

Okay, he'd be a fool not to.

But what if after living with me,

after seeing the real me,

what if he realized he doesn't love me after all?

And maybe that's why he left.

Andre, what am I gonna do?

No, that was in Pittsburgh, not Detroit.

No, the boy with the yellow shoes

and the slicked-back hair, that was Detroit.

The boy with the big nose and the powder-blue jacket,

that was Pittsburgh.

Oh, you are so right.

And he did keep dancing all over my feet.

Don't challenge my memory about men.

I never will again.

And what was the name of that club?

As fascinating as this discussion

of past boyfriends is,

I'm going to excuse myself,

give you ladies a chance to catch up.

ANITA: Let me guess.

You're going over to the bar to check on the game.

[chuckles] You know me so well.

Tracy, the years have treated you beautifully.

Thank you, Vernon. They've been kind to you, too.

Vernon's right.

You look spectacular.

But, of course, you always were the pretty one.

No, don't. I always hated being called that.

Really? I mean, it was meant as a compliment.

Well, it was a label put on me by Dante Green.

Just another way to set us against each other,

assert his control.

And one more reason for jealousy in the ranks.

And God knows we had enough of that going around

without him stirring the pot.

Well, not always.

Once upon a time,

long before we were the Articulettes,

we were sisters.

When I was on the train, I found myself going back in my mind,

thinking about how it all started.

Oh, I'm way ahead of you, girl.

I've been thinking about those days for a while.

The good and the bad...

And the ugly.

Remember that first-floor bathroom in high school?

It was hideous.

Oh, the one with the great acoustics?

The one where we thought we sounded

so much better than we did.

God, we thought we were so fly,

but we had miles to go.

[laughter]

And remember those horrible green dresses

with the feathers around the neck?

Yes. Not only were they ugly as sin,

but the feathers itched like crazy.

But for some reason, Sharon loved those hideous things.

Well, let's be honest.

At that point, Sharon was the only one

who filled her dress out.

True.

I was, uh...

nervous as hell to come here,

but I'm so glad you called me.

I was so afraid you wouldn't be.

Well, I know we went through some tough times,

together and not.

But right now, I'd rather remember us

when we were our own universe.

-Better together. -Sisters forever.

Articulette strong.

[chuckling]

EVE: So, Kat hates me so much

that she's actually siccing the police on me?

I had no idea her resentment went that deep.

Sorry to be the bearer of bad news.

It's okay.

I'm the one who started all of this.

I infiltrated her family under false pretenses,

stole her dress, wore it at a gala,

publicly humiliated her mother.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on a second.

I-I think you're taking on

way too much responsibility here.

Yes, you took the job under false pretenses,

but you didn't run over anybody to get it.

As for the dress,

even Kat admits her parents told you to wear it.

And although I wasn't there, but from what I understand,

rather than humiliate Kat's mother,

you tried to stop your own from storming that stage.

Why are you so determined to be nice to me?

Because maybe you just need someone to cut you a break.

You are not responsible for your mother's actions.

My dad used to try to do that stuff to me all the time.

Get me to doubt myself,

blame me for things that weren't even my fault.

Please don't let your mother do the same thing to you.

It's nice to know someone else who...

can understand how it feels to have a parent like mine,

that I'm not alone.

You're definitely not alone.

Hang in there, Eva.

And if it turns out you need a lawyer,

I'll give you a discount, for family and friends.

Oh, and happy birthday.

Could it be...?

It's bizarre, and...

But I guess there's a kind of twisted logic to it.

Which kind of makes sense for Leslie.

Your cardiac arrest

and the infection that followed

put you on the sidelines long enough

for Eva to plan that party and for Leslie to crash it.

Okay, so if they did all of this to me intentionally,

do you think there's a chance I'm still in danger?

Mmm. I don't think so.

You can't identify the person who ran you off the road

or who injected you with that overdose of potassium,

so you don't really pose a threat to them

as a potential witness.

Hope you're right.

I will talk to security.

They will make sure Leslie Thomas

doesn't pay you any more visits.

Thanks, Kat.

I promise you, you're going to be okay.

And I'm gonna make sure whoever did this answers for it.

? ?

Thank you.

-Mama, wait. -Ugh.

I have something to say.

But I don't have to listen.

Sorry I missed your little birthday luncheon.

I had to wash my wigs.

Did you have a nice time with Daddy bonding?

We did, actually,

but that's not what I want to talk to you about.

Fine. What is it?

It's not enough to use me and lie to me

and then throw me out of the house when you're done.

But now you're trying to pin your crimes on me?

Keep me informed of any updates.

Yeah.

[sighs]

-We need to talk. -I thought we already did.

I just went to the hospital to speak to Laura

about what's going on with the Eva/Leslie situation, and-

Kat, I told you to stay out of it

and let the police handle it.

Yeah, whatever.

Anyway, Leslie was there acting all shady, and-

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Leslie was in Laura's hospital room?

And not wanting to leave. I literally had to kick her out.

But what I wanted to tell you was:

Laura and I figured out whichever one of them,

Leslie or Eva, ran Laura off the road,

probably also poisoned her with potassium,

Which caused the cardiac arrest.

Isn't poisoning an additional crime

you can arrest her for?

When you told me what happened,

I asked some questions at the hospital.

First of all, we don't know if Laura was actually poisoned.

The doctor said a spike in potassium levels is natural.

[Kat sighs]

And then it went back down just an hour later?

I don't know.

And because you're not a doctor, it's safe to say

you don't know, either.

But look, regardless, I don't need speculation, Kat.

I need hard evidence.

Something, anything that can pin either Leslie or Eva,

if not both, to the scene of Laura's car accident

and this whole potassium poisoning situation.

Got it. Evidence.

And have you learned anything more about their alibis?

Not yet.

Well, I thought you could've handled that while I was gone.

I have somebody working on it for me,

and I had to be there for a friend in a crisis.

And your mama made the best mock apple pie.

Oh, it got to the point when I had a real one,

it didn't taste right.

[laughter]

Sometimes when I get a taste for one,

I sneak into our kitchen and make it.

Okay. I'm stuck on you having to sneak into your own kitchen.

Uh- [laughs]

-Game over? -Might as well be.

[laughter]

Oh, I should probably go.

I need to catch my train back to Philly.

Oh, no, not yet.

We're just getting reacquainted.

I guess I could get a hotel room for the night

and go back home tomorrow.

I did bring a change of clothes. I mean, you never know

with traveling these days what'll happen.

Perfect. Except for the hotel.

You're staying with us.

That's not necessary.

Don't bother.

I learned long time ago arguing with my wife

is a waste of breath.

You know what?

The memories are coming back to me, too, now.

All right, if you insist.

I do.

I'll have them bring the car around.

Okay, well, let me go to the restroom and freshen up,

and I will see you two out front.

Great. [laughs]

Now...

aren't you happy you made that phone call?

If this is you saying I told you so...

yes, I am so happy.

[chuckles]

Andre, what am I gonna do?

[crying]

Come here. Come here.

It's gonna be okay, Ashley.

Okay? I promise, it's gonna be okay.

[Ashley sobs]

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