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Intruder detected. Intruder detected.

Zeus, activate the surveillance feeds.

No.

Simone!

Simone!

- Devon.
- Let me in. I'm a popsicle.

What the hell are you doing here?

You're supposed to be
gone. Why are you wet?

Zeus. Lights.

I just Navy sealed over
from Jordan's dinghy.

He couldn't get past the
rocks, so I had to swim.

Who's Jordan?

Right. That's not his name.

Ethan's boat guy.

Yeah, I met him at a bar last night,

and then he took me back
to your boyfriend's boat.

You were on the evelina?

With Jordan, yeah.

My... do you mean Morgan?

His name's Morgan?

Wait, I'm so confused.

I feel really weird about it too.

But then I saw your boss
in the window all bloody

like some kind of dark lord,

and I'm here to bust you out.

Let's go.

What the hell are you talking about?

I don't know. She was
doing some kind of, like,

some sort of, like,
satanic animal sacrifice.

Wait, do you mean
her bedroom window?

Devon, that wasn't an animal sacrifice.

Barnaby crashed through
her window and died.

Poor thing.

Who's barnaby?

Her peregrine falcon.

Okay, that helps me not at all.

It's a bird, Devon.

What are you even doing here?
You're supposed to be gone.

- I'm worried about you, Simone.
- Okay, why?

Because this Michaela bitch has
her talons so deep in your brain

that you can't even tell you're in a cult.

Kiki is my friend.

Friends don't control and isolate you.

Friends don't kick
your sister out like trash.

And friends don't tell you
who you can and cannot date.

Friends don't buy you closets like this.
Are you kidding me? This is your room?

Okay, first of all, I worked
really hard with the designer

on the layout of my suite, okay?

Second, Devon, it was
my idea to kick you out.

And I stand by it.

Third, she doesn't tell me
who I can and cannot date.

Ethan's her husband's best friend.

It might be weird for her to
suddenly go on double dates with me.

You know, I spray her
underwear with lavender mist.

You what now?

Me and Ethan are not a secret.

I just... I haven't had
a chance... stop it!

- To tell her about us yet.
- Okay.

- But she'd be fine if she knew?
- Yes, of course she'd be fine.

Good, 'cause I told her.

Wait, what? When? Why?

Devon, Devon, no.
Why would you do that?

I didn't. I was proving a point.
Look how insane you're being.

- You are the worst thing in my life, okay?
- Great.

Tell me all about it on the way to buffalo.

I'm never going back to buffalo.

- It's your home.
- No, this is my home.

Stop, stop. Stop going through
my stuff and listen to me.

- Okay? Listen, Devon.
- Yes.

This is the happiest I've ever been.

Like... I love this island.

I love who I am here.

You wanted to be an attorney.

Kiki has a law degree, and
kiki says being an attorney

I don't care about kiki. Look at
me. I care about you. I love you.

You and me, we worked
so hard to get you into Yale.

I got myself into Yale.

Sorry.

I just thought that I dropped
out of college, moved home,

and worked three jobs to
get you through high school.

I didn't ask you to do that.

Who else was gonna do it?

Simone, I am the only person
who has always had your back.

That's not true. Kiki has my back.

- What?
- Are you taking your meds?

Hey, don't, Devon. No, don't. Don't.

Don't do that. Don't make this
about me when this is about you.

- Are you taking them? Yes or no?
- Yes, I take my fucking meds.

There she is. Still
got a little fight in her.

And fuck you because
you're not worried about me.

Devon, no. This is
about you and your shit.

- You just don't want to go home.
- That is...

And I don't blame you, okay?

But that does not mean that you get to
show up here and shit all over my success.

What success?! You are
misting underwear with lavender.

And by the way, I did leave.

I was the original leaver.

I just came back 'cause
I'm such a good sister.

And I'm... hey, I'm grateful for that.

Ser... seriously. And I always will be.

All right? But I've been out
of high school for seven years.

You're choosing this now.

I have never chosen anything
in my entire life, Simone.

My god. No, okay.

What about Raymond?

That's my friend.

He's a married loser who
makes you feel bad about yourself.

Why would you spend
any time with him?

I'm sorry.

Look, like...

I... I know that you're struggling, okay?

But you have to let go

of what doesn't serve you.

- That's what kiki always says...
- My god, stop saying her name.

- Kiki. Kiki. Kiki. Kiki.
- Stop saying her name.

- Stop it. Jesus!
- What's going on?

- My...
- what the fuck?!

Is she wet?

She, swam here, apparently.

Are you part mermaid, Devon?

If you don't mind, we're sort of in
the middle of something right now.

My god, so are we. Did Simone
tell you about our recent trauma?

Yeah, how are you holding up?

- Were you able to get back to sleep?
- No, no.

I keep seeing his little
eyes looking at me.

He was trying to come home to you, kiki.

- That's my theory.
- I shouldn't have let him go.

No, this is not your fault, kiki.

He told me he was ready.

- Hey hey.
- Hey hey.

Well, I really hate to
rush your bird grief,

but I think we should
probably finish packing.

Are you going somewhere?

- Yes, we're going to buffalo together.
- No.

No, I'm not, Devon.

- I'm not going anywhere.
- Yes, you are.

No, I'm not.

You are, though.

- I'm not, though.
- I'm not leaving this island without you.

You're gonna grow old and die here then

'cause, I'm not leaving.

Cool.

I guess I'll just be right here,
festering and decomposing.

- Don't you dare sit on my couch.
- One cheek, two cheek.

I... I love this for you two,
this little pre-dawn sister spat,

but I have got to get some rest.

Devon, let's move you to the guest house.
You'll be much more comfortable there.

Jose.

What?

Will you follow me, miss DeWitt?

No, I'm going to stay here.

Thank you for understanding.

But... Jose, let's meet
tomorrow to discuss

the security breach that
occurred on your watch.

- Of course, mi amor. This way, please.
- Thank you.

Sweet dreams, Devon.

They sleep together?

God, every time I think this
place can't get more fucked,

it just gets more fucked.

I told you to leave and
never come back, dummy.

What was I supposed to do?
My sister is clearly in trouble.

- I'm sorry.
- For what?

Are you kidding me?

Breaking and entering and trespassing.

Are you fucking kidding me right now?

Devon DeWitt, you have
the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.

- You have a right to an attorney.
- If you cannot afford one...

Hey, Simone.

Kiki.

Why didn't you tell me you had a sister?

Um...

It's... just hard to explain.

It all kinda is.

I get that.

It seems like an omission, though,
when you know so much about me.

She just has issues.

She spends all her time
with my alcoholic dad.

Another lost soul
washed up on our island?

How old was she when your mom died?

Twelve.

That's a tough age.

I mean,

my mom was sick, so that was

an explanation,

but a drunk driver killing your mother
must have left the two of you in such...

Such despair.

Yeah.

It's just so...

Odd that you chose
not to mention her to me.

She makes me sad, kiki.

I didn't want to be sad here.

That's all.

Is there anything else you haven't
told me, for whatever reason?

I won't be angry.

You know everything about me.

The mandolina. Or the gordita.

The Eddie-Lina? Something-Lina.

Anyway, whatever. It doesn't
matter what the boat was called, okay?

I wasn't breaking into the cliff house

because I am a guest

at the cliff house.

Not according to Mrs. Kell.

Well, of course she would say that.
You know what else she's doing?

Holding my sister, Simone,
there against her will.

I love Simone.

She got me Hamilton tickets.

I don't think she's a prisoner.
She seems pretty happy to me.

She's brainwashed!

Do you have any priors, miss DeWitt?

Mr. Kell, I had no idea that you were
up. Missy said that you were sleeping.

No, I couldn't sleep. I'm all
turned around with this jet lag.

Here, let me do that for you.

Please, I got it.

- How are things?
- Things are good.

Getting ready for the gala.

Battening down the
hatches and that kind of thing.

How's the little guy, Tyson?

Well, he's not very little
anymore. He just turned 13.

No. He's a teenager?

Yep. He just got his purple
belt in karate, actually.

Boy. Not gonna mess with him.

Can I make you some breakfast?

Or dinner, I guess, at this
point? You were so delayed.

No, thanks.

I'm good with the caffeine and the times.

Remember when I had teenagers
running around in here, patrice?

Yeah.

Rory ate so much, I couldn't even keep
the pantry stocked up enough for him.

And Sarah, upstairs, blasting
Taylor swift at all hours.

It used to drive me crazy back then.

You treasure this time with your boy.

These are the best times of your life.

I will. I do.

- So, what's your name?
- I'm Devon.

- Kevin?
- No, Devon. With a d.

- So, what did you get busted for?
- Trespassing.

Tight! What house?

I don't know. Some mansion on a cliff.

The cliff house?

You tried to break into
Michaela kell's house?

- You know her.
- No, I don't.

Kinda seems like you do.

Careful what you say.
They have spies everywhere.

Okay.

I know the kids.

Rory and Sarah kell went
to boarding school with me.

Wait. Peter and Michaela have kids?

No.

Not Michaela.

Their mom's Jocelyn kell, the first wife.

But no one's seen or heard from
her since Michaela showed up.

Like, not a peep.

And you know, I don't like
to spread rumors, Kevin,

but... people think she killed her.

People think Michaela
killed the first wife?

Yes.

Okay, but not like actual murder, right?

I mean, not like, Michaela
with a lead pipe in the library.

She pushed her off a cliff.

I'm telling you, she's a monster.

Hey, have you,

ever heard anything
about it being a... a cult?

It's definitely a cult. Yeah, yeah.

But to be fair, I think everything's a
cult because I was in nxivm briefly.

- Shut up.
- I know.

I was supposed to be in the
documentary, but I got adult mono.

Okay.

How did you get out of the cult?

Look who's up.

Hey. How you holding up?

I heard about the bird
kamakaze-ing through the window.

You okay?

Barnaby. His name was barnaby.

Right.

I'm so sorry, honey.

I came in to comfort you,
but you were already gone.

Jose said that you slept with Simone.

Well, I was upset, and you
were nowhere to be found.

I know. But you think you
should be so cuddly with Simone?

I mean, she's your employee, honey.

Can you give us a minute, patrice?

Yes. Sorry, Mrs. Kell.

- Carl.
- Thanks, patrice. Appreciate you, Carl.

I sexted you yesterday.

Did I forget to write you back?

You saw it. It was seen.

Lewis was talking my
ear off on the whole flight,

and it just felt weird to
be sexting with my wife

while he was droning
on about security futures.

Can I make it up to you?

My morning is blissfully free.

Yeah?

Sorry. Um... Simone,
it's okay. Come on in.

- Good morning, Simone.
- Good morning.

Thank you for working
on a holiday weekend.

My pleasure. Welcome home.

I printed you out the itinerary for today.

- Because I know you like a hard copy.
- All right.

- Rockin' it analog.
- Right.

Whoa.

Vanity fair is today? I
thought we already did that.

No, no. That was the interview.
Today's the photo shoot with everyone.

No. I can't do it today. I'm busy.

- You just said you were blissfully free.
- For fun stuff.

I'll give you two some space.

No. It's okay, Simone. You can stay.

What is it with you recently?

Don't you care about raptor
conservation anymore?

- You know I do.
- Well, we need this PR.

The preserve needs this PR.

We're asking folks to plonk
down $10,000 a plate for this gala,

so you need to be in the photo.

You and me.

You're absolutely right.

I'll be there.

- I got something for you.
- Yeah?

From magpie.

Aw.

You're the sweetest. Every time
you're in Tokyo, you remember.

Hey.

This is from magpie chocolate
on cat street in harajuku?

Made a special trip.

- Love you, honey.
- Aw. I love you.

Hello. This is Simone for Mrs. Kell.

Good morning. Good morning.

What's your eta here?

The eta for installing an oversized
eyelash window with storm-rated...

Just give me a time.

- Two hours.
- Okay.

Small change of plan.

Michaela wants to do barnaby's
funeral on the beach after the photo shoot,

so I need you guys to pause here

and, chop-chop, go set that up.

We're in the middle of installing
an oversized eyelash window...

- Right.
- With storm-rated glass.

But we need 30 folding
chairs on the beach,

flower arrangements, candles, a podium.

Kiki's got an oboist coming in. A harp.

- Harp? Excellent.
- Yeah. She wants beachy, carefree.

- No stress but deeply elegant.
- Harp on the beach.

And designed.

Stop texting about me, Jose.

I'm not.

Um...

Hi...

Thanks for returning my call.

Um...

Correct.

Mrs. Kell wants the chocolate
from the Tokyo location,

cat street in harajuku.

No. Yeah. Yeah.

She knows that there's a
magpie chocolate in soho,

but she wants it from
Tokyo, overnighted here.

I don't know why,

but, um, it's what she wants,
so just charge us whatever.

Okay. Arigato.

No, my dad would literally
play volleyball with Keith.

Just bump, set, spike. All smiles.

He even went to some of
the weird scarf meetings,

and everyone thought he was,
like, in nxivm for real. So silly.

But, yeah, he just played along,
and then one day, boom, I was out.

So, he just fully integrated himself.

Yeah. For me.

Interesting.

DeWitt! Time to go.

Go where?

- Unless you'd rather stay.
- No, thank you.

- Good luck, Kevin.
- See you, Lily-Rose.

I have to do the other side.

Ma'am?

Well, that looks ridiculous.
She looks like shit.

Watch your step.

Raise your arms.

You can leave her cuffed, Rosie.

Sure.

My god.

How's your dad, honey?

He's in remission now.
Yeah, thanks for asking.

He was so touched by the
edible arrangement you sent.

Well, he's always in our prayers.

- Thanks.
- You can leave us now. Thank you.

Officer coffin's a friend of mine.

She called me after she ran your
name in the system and found out

you'd been arrested
48 hours ago in buffalo.

Driving under the
influence, resisting arrest.

You threw a four loko at a
cop and called him a little bitch?

- Sounds like me.
- Are you aware of what a big deal this is?

It's your second dui.

In New York state, that's
grounds for up to four years in jail.

Did you tell Simone about this?

No. No.

I thought that, um, with your mom,
it would be too upsetting for her.

What do you mean?

Well, your mother was
killed by a drunk driver.

Right.

Can I do something for you,

or did you just come to
read me my rap sheet?

Well, you know, to be
honest with you, Devon,

I was gonna just let you simmer
in here for a day to prove a point,

but I do not want to be the reason
you're extradited home to do hard time.

That's very generous of you.

These are my terms.

You go directly to the
ferry right now and go home.

For real this time.

- Or...
- No.

- Or... or...
- No, no, no.

You can accept my
apology for bad behavior.

Very bad behavior.

And give me another
chance, as your guest.

Why would I do that?

Because you're merciful.

And we both love Simone.

Simone has made it crystal
clear that she wants you to go.

You don't have a sister, do you?

Sisters say mean shit all the time.

I mean, they claw each other's faces off,

but no one knows you like a
sister, and no one loves you better.

Trust me, Simone and I are very close.

Yeah?

If you're so close, then why
didn't she tell me about you?

If you're so close, why
didn't she tell you about me?

Seems like one of us doesn't know
Simone as well as we thought we did.

That'd be you. I know her super
well. I was just being rhetorical.

You know, Devon, I'm not
the monster that you think I am.

I take care of everything in my orb.

Big and small.

Prey and predator.

I know.

Maybe you can help me.

Let me stay for the weekend.

And take me under your wing.

Please help me.

Like you helped Simone.

Teach me the "hey hey heys."

All right, but you step out of line once

or you interfere with my gala in any
way, and I will put you right back in here.

Understood.

- Or worse.
- I don't doubt it.

Jose is outside.

He will bring you back to the house.

Thank you, Michaela. Really.

And it's "hey hey."

Whoo!

Nice work, boys!

Hey, guys.

Hi. This just in.

Michaela is concerned about
it being too salty down there,

so she wants to move
the funeral to the aviary.

- All those chairs need to come back up.
- But we just

thank you so much.

Okay, here we are.

Please, come in. Make yourself at home.

Mrs. Kell had us buy you
some new clothes, okay?

They're upstairs in the bedroom.

The ones you arrived in
are gonna be laundered, so.

- Great.
- Yeah.

She would also love for you to change
before being seen on the property.

- Copy that.
- Yeah.

I imagine you're gonna
want to take a little nap, no?

Well, after your night in the slammer.

Ha-ha.

Hey.

Anything else you need?

Um, yeah, I need my phone back
from Morgan. He works for Ethan.

Certainly. We can reach out to him.

And I'm going to tell Simone that
you are back from the lighthouse tour.

¿Sí?

Thank you, Jose.

Good. Stay out of trouble, neck-licker.

- Hey.
- Bye.

Adiós.

Fuck you, Michaela.

Fuck you, Michaela.

Fuck you, Michaela.

Fuck you, Michaela.

You're late. Head over to hm...

- Who?
- Hair and makeup.

I'm not a part of... whatever this is.

I'm just looking for Simone.

She's in vip.

Upstairs.

Simone?

Simone?

Simone?

Hi!

Jesus!

My god, Dev.

You look gorgeous.

What the fuck is on their face?

It's an infrared sauna mask.

- You want to try it? It feels amazing.
- It's great for eczema.

I don't have...

What is all this?

It's glam for the vanity fair shoot.

They're doing a feature
on the preservation society.

This is the vip glam area.

This is cloe, Lisa, and Astrid.

Hi!

Okay. Hi.

How was town?

Kiki said you did the lighthouse tour.

Well, you know me and lighthouses.

Actually, can we get back to this?

Could you make this,
um, a... a touch messier?

It just looks a little too planned.

Of course.

You must be starving. Don't
let us keep you from the buffet.

I, I am.

I can't find it, though. Can you...
Can you show me where it is, Simone?

Do you mind, kiki?

I'll grab you for the meeting.

Bye, Devon!

Bye!

Cloe, Lisa, and Astrid.

It's good, right?

- Very. Listen...
- Try the coffee.

Kiki imports this
Peruvian fair trade coffee.

All the proceeds go

listen, I have to tell you
something. It's really important.

Okay.

I, um.

I don't really know

where to begin.

You look... like, you look really pretty.

That's not

no, the only person who doesn't
know how beautiful you are... is you.

Barf.

Okay. Um.

I just...

Yeah, go ahead.

I wanted to say that, um.

I know what you mean about Michaela.

You know?

And that you look good,
and you seem well here, so,

she's good for you.

And I'm sorry.

Is this a trick, or... No!
Your friends are my friends.

I want to embrace Michaela and Ethan,

and all of us are gonna have
a great weekend together.

Okay.

This is quite a change of heart.

She's a very generous woman,

and I'm very grateful
that she invited me to stay.

I'm so sorry. I need
to steal her for a sec.

Wait, hold on.

You're wearing normal clothes.
Do you work for vanity fair?

I do contract work occasionally.
You think this is cream cheese?

I don't know. Um, are you a reporter?

Photographer. Why?

Okay, if I wanted to, like, blow
the whistle on someone, like...

How do you mean?

Well, I have a story.

But it's...

It's cult activity and potential murder.

Pass.

Why?

These are bad people. Do you not care?

Of course they're bad
people. Look at their house.

Does it honestly not bother
you to work for people like this?

Well, my kid needs braces, and
my wife wants a farmhouse kitchen.

Well, you're missing out
on the story of a lifetime.

Lifetime.

What are you wearing?

No, the stylist pulled an outfit for you.

- I haven't changed yet, my love.
- But the photographer's here.

Can we do this fast?

This might be best discussed
with just you and Mr. Kell.

Why?

Miss DeWitt, would you
give us a moment, please?

I would love a flat white, if
you don't mind grabbing me one.

Are you okay, Simone?

Hey, can you grab me a scone too?

Yeah, sure.

One... flat white and a
scone coming right up.

- Don't use whole milk. He'll bloat.
- Okay.

Are you wearing crocs?

I repeat. I haven't changed yet.

All right, can we do
this? What's up, Jose?

Well, since last night's security breach,

I was reviewing our surveillance feeds,

and I found something I
thought you might want to see.

This is at 12:23 A.M. two nights ago.

She's taking a walk.

Fine, but why deactivate the camera?

Clearly she doesn't
know I have another angle.

She returns at 5:16 A.M.
and reactivates the camera.

Well, maybe she fell
asleep on the beach.

Turns out it's a bit of a pattern.

There she is the night before,

deactivating at midnight,

reactivating at dawn.

She did the same thing
four times last week.

Three times the week before.

I don't understand. Where
would she be sneaking off to?

The only thing out there is ocean.

And Ethan's house.

- Why would she go to Ethan's house?
- Peter.

No. He wouldn't do that, would he?

Yes, he would.

She's just his type, 25 and
just here for the summer.

Why do you have such gross friends?

He's your friend too.

I can't believe it. She's been
lying to my face about this

and sneaking around with that dog.

- Maybe they're in love.
- What?

I mean, she's smarter than the models

that he chews up and
spits out every summer.

She's sweeter too.

Why aren't you mad?

Be mad.

I'm very mad.

She works here. It's very
poor judgment on his part.

I'm just trying to, you
know, understand his pov.

Fine. I'll handle it.

- What are you going to do?
- I am going to handle it.

Hey, I'm Devon. I don't think we've met.

Patrice. Hello.

Hi. Nice to meet you, patrice.
Have you seen, Simone anywhere?

No, I haven't.

Okay.

Simone? Are you back here?

Simone?

Simone?

Patrice, where's Simone?

I haven't seen her, Mrs. Kell.

Hey, guys.

Hello, Devon.

Let me ask you guys
something. Um... What is all this?

You guys are in a... Like,
in a group with Michaela?

We're the Folger Glen
wildlife preservation society.

Our work is deeply meaningful.

I'm Astrid.

Yeah.

Um, and what do you guys preserve?

It's, like, birds?

Mostly raptors.

Kiki took what was a tiny gardening club

and transformed us into
a fundraising juggernaut.

What she and Peter are
doing here is very special.

Very special. It's very meaningful.

Okay.

Hey, missy.

Have you seen Simone?

No hablo inglés.

No, no, it's Devon. We met yesterday.

- Look at you all pinkity-dinkity.
- Yeah.

No, I haven't seen Simone.

- You want a cranberry spritzer?
- I'm sober.

This side's virgin.
It's basically kool-aid.

Yeah, I'm not gonna drink
the kool-aid. Thanks, though.

All set?

Thank you. I appreciate it.

Hey, mic, look at you! Whoo!

You look fine.

Mickey, you're so fine you're
so fine you blow my mind

hey, Mickey!

I just said some really nice things
about you to that vanity fair guy.

- Where's Pete? Getting dressed?
- Yes.

Peter's getting dressed.

Okay.

You okay, mickeroo?

I'm great.

How are you? Having a nice summer?

Yeah, super great summer.

Yeah, I learned to windsurf.

Pretty awesome.

Yep. Hate for it to end.

Everything ends.

Okay.

A little "glass half empty" over here.
Let me get you a drink, my friend.

Simone?

Smells good up here.

I didn't think smoking was allowed.

For me, the rules are different.

- Peter.
- Peter kell?

Shit. You're the big cheese.

Do you promise to exclusively
call me big cheese from here on?

Whatever floats your boat, big cheese.

I'm Devon.

I know.

You made quite a ruckus
last night when you arrived.

First the bird, and then you.

Sorry about that.

I was just trying to see my sister.

Next time, you might
find the doorbell easier.

We really love Simone, by the way.

She's been great for Michaela.

She's really helped her.

What... what do you mean, helped her?

Well, my wife's been through a lot.

What happened to her?

No, no, I just mean that your sister

is a great assistant.

Yeah.

Quite the house you guys got here.

Plenty of room for kids?

You got any kids, big cheese?

Like with a... Like an
earlier first marriage, or...

Sorry, I don't mean to pry.

No, no, no, not at all.

Yeah, I have... I have two
kids from a previous marriage,

but they're adults now.

Cool, cool.

Where is she, though? Your ex?

She's not really around.

That's too bad.

She's alive, though, right?

Why are you asking
me all these questions?

I don't know.

Just chatting you up, big cheese.

Feeling chatty.

Kind of snacky too.

Nah, you finish it.

All right, everybody, look over here.

Stunning.

You look great, everybody.

Simone, are you down here?

I'm always looking for this bitch.

Simone?

Can I help you?

Hey.

Hey, buddy. Um...

Have you seen, um,
Michaela's assistant?

I think her name is, Simone?

Nope.

Okay, thanks.

Damn it, Simone.

Hey, Morgan! Morgan!

Morgan!

- Hey.
- Hey.

I, brought your phone.

Whoa. What happened to you?

- I know, I'm hideous.
- I charged it for you.

You're a Saint.

You sure get a lot of calls
from Raymond, whoever that is.

Who is he?

My boss.

It was, really nice hanging
out with you last night.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

So what's with the Stepford wife
dress? Can't beat 'em, join 'em?

No, I'm.

I'm undercover.

Should I be whispering?

This bitch kills people.

So I'm pretending to drink the kool-aid
so I can bust my sister out of here.

Does that mean you're gonna
be, sticking around for a few days?

Shit. I really should take this.

Sure. Sure.

- Would you want to grab dinner later?
- It's my boss.

Hey, fuckboy.

Jose, where is Simone?

She has the eulogy on her phone.

Go find her.

Please and thank you, Jose.

My pleasure, Peter.

Thank you for being here
tonight to remember barnaby.

It tastes like cardboard.

- My falafels are fantastic.
- Falafel garbage.

Devon. Devon.

- Are you even listening to me?
- Yeah.

Where the hell did everybody go?

- Devon.
- Sorry. Say it... say it again.

No fucking way!

It's just for the weekend, ray. I'm
gonna be back Tuesday. I promise.

- No, I'm not...
- This asshole bought light beer.

I'm not taking care of
your dad until Tuesday.

- Light beer!
- I've got a life!

- No, he... - No!
- Light beer!

He's... he's fine during the day.

You just have to do
mornings and evenings.

No!

No, Devon. I refuse to
take care of your grumpy dad

while you play dress-up
on paradise island, okay?

And do not say you're gonna call Allie,

because I refuse to believe
that you'd destroy my life like that.

You're not that crazy.

- You don't know crazy.
- I do know crazy.

It's staring at me right now.
Bruce, you put that down.

No.

Your dad's threatening me with
the poker thing from the fireplace.

Okay, no, he's just confused who you
are. Daddy, that's ray. Remember ray?

Come on, man. You know me. Ray.

- I was prom king, man. You remember that.
- Shit.

If something seized my life tonight

if a sudden wind swept
through me changing everything

I would not resist.

I am ready for whatever comes

but I think it will be something small

an animal padding out from the shadows

or a word spoken so softly I hear it inside

it is dark out here, and cold

the moon is stone.

I am alone with my longing

nothing is happening

but the next breath.

Hey hey.

Hey hey.

You okay?

Thank you so much for coming.

It was just so sudden.

Beautiful service, mickeroo.

- Really.
- Thank you.

So lovely that you spoke from the heart.

It was really lovely, honey.

Stirred up so much emotion in me.

Need to walk it off.

Ethan,

would you go with me to the cliff?

Yeah. It would be my honor, mickeroo.

- Can I bring my cookie?
- Of course.

Jesus.

Christ, Jose, you have
to stop doing that to me.

Come with me. Right now.

Come. Come on.

- What happened?
- I found her like this.

- Do you want me to call an ambulance?
- No, it's okay. I got it. Thank you.

Simone.

Simone, it's me. I'm right here.

It's okay.

Shh. You're okay.

Come here. It's okay.

I got you. You're okay.