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Hayley Hamilton.

- Yes?
- Leslie Thomas.

Charmed, I'm sure.

You don't mind
if I join you, do you?

Oh, I was just leaving,
actually.

Oh, it must be nice to have
someplace to go.

Well, my days
are so empty lately,

except for when I'm being
harassed by that odd d-detective

and his junior wannabe
detective sidekick.

Ooh, but we've all been there,
haven't we?

Mm, not really well.

- Mm.
- Well, I have to jet, so...

Of course, on occasion,

my daughter,
she does come to visit me.

And as her mother,
I can say this--

that one is a lot of work.

Hmm. Will you look at the time?

Please. Wait.

Hear me out.
I want to talk to you.

I think
we have something in common.

Hmm. I seriously doubt that.

But just out of curiosity,

what might that be?

No one around here wants
to talk to me either.

Damn it.

Morning!

I got you a cinnamon latte.

What's wrong?

Did you know about this?

You let our accreditation lapse.

I did?

You were supposed to schedule
an inspection several days ago.

Now we have to pay a hefty fine

and go through the whole process
of reapplying.

I don't understand.

And that's the problem.

Your lack of understanding
has created a mess.

It's gonna take a lot of time
and money to correct.

I need to make a change
to Room 519's chart,

but I can't access it.

Door or window bed?

Door.

Refresh and try again.

Thanks.

No problem.

Done.

Okay, how long do you intend
on punishing me for last night?

Last night...

Last night?

When you saw me at dinner
with your boyfriend.

- Excuse me, your ex-boyfriend.
- Oh.

That.

I forgot all about it.

You are so full of it.

- How's it going?
- It isn't.

Ouch.

We may have been big deals
back in the day, Dani,

but, apparently,
our time has passed.

- Oh, ye of little faith.
- No, I have faith.

That the Dupree/Curtis Modeling
Agency is at a standstill.

We only have a few models.

And, even worse, no one is
even noticing that we're here.

So you're saying we need to find
some girls of better quality.

I agree.

I wish it were that simple.

We've got no Internet buzz.

We're barely a blip
on social media.

I can count our followers
on one barely manicured hand.

Well, maybe we can get Chelsea
to help us, make a video.

Oh, that's a brilliant idea.

Turn down
your daughter's job offer

and then turn back around
and say, "Oh, darling, please,

may I piggyback
on your Internet stardom?"

I wouldn't put it like that,

but maybe you're right.

No, this is on us, Dani.

We need to find
that special thing

that's gonna get people
talking about us. - Okay.

So how do we get eyeballs?

What is gonna make the biz
fall at our feet?

All right, I want to warn you--
it's a bit out of the box.

Oh, good. I was worried

we were about to do
something reasonable.

But if it works, it will give us
everything that we need.

The Internet will eat it up.

It'll give us the kind of buzz

that people
can't stop talking about,

the social media
that we've been chasing,

and a massive flood of followers

that will put us on the map
for good.

Perfect.
What are we waiting for?

Well, I-I just want
to prepare you.

It's either absolutely brilliant

or the worst mistake
we'll ever make.

I'll take option A, please.

All right. Great.

Turn around.

Okay.

Is the idea a surprise?

Now walk.

Now stop.

Turn.

With attitude.

- No.
- Yes.

This is the answer.

You've got to face it.

It is right there in our face.

You. Your style.

Your strut.
Your-your whole package.

You are the perfect solution.

Please tell me you are joking.

Not only am I not joking,
not only am I not joking,

but you know
that I am right, Dani.

What this agency needs
is Dani Dupree front and center,

not lurking around
behind the scenes.

You should be out in front
making a scene,

because that's
who you are, Dani.

The star of the show.
The main event.

The one that people
can't stop watching.

You know
when you walk into a room,

phones come out, eyes follow.

Because you don't blend in.

You command the moment.

And if we're going
to make this agency work,

we need you to do exactly that.

Just so you know,

Derek and me,
that was just a little...

thank-you dinner.

Ooh, thanking who for what?

Me thanking him
for being a first responder.

How civic-minded of you.

Oh, but you know what?

Derek is a firefighter,

so does that mean you got
to thank his whole crew?

- Whoo!
- I'm just saying it wasn't a date.

Besides, it's not like you've
been sitting at home alone,

pining over your breakup.

Andre Richardson's
not too shabby of a replacement.

You went out with Derek.

It's good for you.

I went out with Andre.

Good for me.

End of story.

And, besides, it's not like you
and Derek were still together.

- Oh, my...
- And I sure as hell didn't steal him from you.

Nobody said you did, okay?

Derek and I broke up.

There was no stealing involved.

Can we please just change
the subject?

I will when you stop acting
like you have some type

of jealous chip
on your shoulder.

Quit tiptoeing around here like
you can't bear to be near me.

I am just trying
to be professional,

if you wouldn't mind.

Professionalism is more
than just showing up.

It's how you show up.

And that one-word,
no-eye-contact,

bad-attitude energy
is not gonna cut it.

Neither is sharing every part
of my personal life with you

just because
you're my supervisor.

Well, when the Derek part
of your life is the root of-- - I don't have to share

my personal life with you, okay?

Can you please just shut up
about it?

I'm sorry. Come again?

Is this a bad time?

I didn't mean
to jump down your throat.

I guess you just missed
the notification.

No, I saw it, but...

- But what?
-The clinic

is supposed to go
through regular inspections

every three years.

That would be important
if we hadn't just had one.

So, on to payroll.

Oh.

It's one of those prompts
for the certificates.

We'll just hit "ignore"
and keep it moving.

I'm surprised
Kat didn't catch this.

She's never missed the
accreditation deadline before.

I guess she figured
you had it covered

since this is now your job.

I am so sorry.

It will never happen again,
and you can take the money

for the fee out of my paycheck.

I'm certainly not gonna do that.

But I do want to talk to Kat

to see how this slipped
through the cracks.

I intend to get
to the bottom of this.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

I have a lot of friends.

Which is why you're sitting here
having breakfast

all by yourself?

Right. Well,

it's common knowledge to anyone
who's anyone in Fairmont Crest

that no one wants
to give you the time of day

since you stole Bill Hamilton
from his wife. - Hmm.

Well, I choose
not to associate myself

with anyone who would believe
such trash.

The indignation.

Nice touch.

But you don't have
to use it with me, boo.

Those Dupree sisters
have really done a number on us.

I will admit,

I've heard a bit about you
and...

your activities.

Well, I am pleased to hear
that my reputation precedes me.

Saves a lot of time.

But it does bother me a bit

to be treated
like a pariah around here.

How do you handle it?

I don't.

I have Bill,
and he's all I need.

Him and our baby.

Oh, so it was a shotgun wedding

- in more ways than one.
- I wasn't pregnant when we got married.

But I am now,
and Bill couldn't be happier.

Aw. So he says.

Yeah, take it from me, honey.

Hanging your hopes on a man
is a sucker's bet,

and they will let you down
every time.

Bill would never do anything
to hurt me.

Aw. They all want you
to believe that.

But, hey, who am I to say
that you are not the woman

who gets exactly what
she deserves?

I really think I am.

But... why did you decide
to sit down with me today?

What exactly is it
that you want from me?

The same thing you do.

To belong.

What's that saying?

"The enemy of my enemy
is my friend."

So, friend,

how are we going
to help each other?

Sorry, Leslie,
but I don't need your help.

Nor do I see any way
that I could possibly help you.

Now that's where you're wrong.

See, we both have so much
in common.

We both, in our own ways,
have done

some serious damage
to the Duprees.

And isn't that delicious?

Maybe for you.

But I never set out
to hurt anyone.

I loved the Duprees
like my own family.

I just... fell in love
with Bill.

Yeah. And you just happened

to destroy Dani's marriage.

And-and you just happened
to move into the mansion

inside the gates.

Oh, and, uh, get married
at the country club

that the Duprees consider
their own personal property.

Wow.

For not wanting to hurt anyone,

girl, you are
a whole wrecking ball.

You know,
I mean, can you imagine

what kind of damage you could do
if you actually tried?

If you're trying to make nice,

- you're doing a lousy job.
- Oh, no, no, no.

No, I am not trying
to judge you, honey.

So far from that.

I just want to tell you
that I understand you.

Okay? I-I actually

look up to you.

In fact, I admire you.

And I can definitely
learn a lot from you.

Ha!

I seriously doubt that.

From what I hear,

you could teach a whole
master class in homewrecking.

Ah! And there is the woman
that I knew you were.

See, doesn't playing
all sweet and nice

get real boring?

Come on.
Come on, sit down.

- We have so much to share.
- Mm.

I have an appointment
with my OB-GYN.

Then I'm going to share all the
details with my husband. But...

you wouldn't know anything
about that, now, would you?

Ouch.

I'm here to be of service, Dad.

Eva.

- What's so urgent?
-Eva,

do you mind heading over to the
clinic to check out the progress

of the renovations?

I'll be by later.

- Of course.
- Okay.

Well, your illegitimate brat

certainly seems to be in a mood
this morning.

We have a royal mess
with the renewal

of the accreditation
certificate.

I don't understand
how this could happen.

Oh, it's one of those prompts for the certificates.

We'll just hit "ignore"
and keep it moving.

This is so weird,

you being nice to me.

Don't get used to it.

I told Eva how critical it was.

I'm sorry, Dad.

She just doesn't understand
the importance

of her job with the clinic.

You really blew it, hiring her.

Do you know how long it's been
since I walked a runway?

Aside from the one
I kept in my guesthouse?

Oh, please.

It's like riding a bicycle
for you.

It's in your blood,

your muscle memory, your soul.

You know what it's in my mind?

That my dear friend
has taken leave of her senses.

Methinks the model
doth protest too much.

Methinks we need to drop
this nonsense immediately.

Besides, we ruled this out
months ago when you came to me

and told me that I needed
to find my fire and I told you

that I'm no longer interested
in the modeling life. - No.

A few months ago, we thought
that we could get our agency

off the ground
with a few key connections

and the right talent, but
the times have changed, Dani.

This is what I'm telling you.
I'm no longer what they want.

- I'm too o--
- No, do not!

We do not use the O-word.

I do not want to be a mom in
a print ad, is what I am saying.

Faces of my... vintage
have a limited appeal.

Oh, darling, darling,
that is not true.

Look at you. And, besides,

more and more mature models
are making media noise lately.

And if you do not believe
your BFF,

then-then read it for yourself.

Let me show you this article
that I was just--

Dani, what the hell
do you think you're doing?

Dear Andre, before
you barged in, I was telling

my partner here
that she's lost her damn mind.

Yeah, that seems
to be contagious.

My damn mind is telling me
to get the hell out of here

and, uh, leave you two

to whatever this is.

Please think
about what I said, Dani.

It could turn our agency around.

All right.

I'll be right back.

- Andre.
- Pamela.

Do you realize

how embarrassing your behavior
was at Uptown last night?

I wasn't embarrassed at all.

And I don't think your
little girlfriend was either.

Though she might be
too wide-eyed and naive

to have followed.

So go ahead and put your hands
on your hips.

- Okay.
- Mm-hmm.

Now lean back
until you feel a tightness.

- And-- Okay. Now stand back up.
- Okay. Yeah.

Yeah. That's good.

Great. You can do
sets of these at home.

Two sets of ten
should be good to start.

But, remember,
the older you get,

you have to start stretching
more regularly.

You calling me old, Shanice?

Older than yesterday.

But old?

Hell no.

I'm glad to hear it.

Oh, well, be glad

while you do another exercise.

Have a seat.

- Okay.
- Now cross your arms.

Okay.

Uh-uh. No. Like this.

Mm.

Like this?

Yeah, you got it.

You sure?

I'd hate to get
a failing grade in PT.

Well, if you listen
to your therapist,

you'll pass with flying colors
and your back will feel better.

Hi, Ashley.

Uh, how can I help you,
Mrs. Hamilton?

Don't start with that again.

Well, at the desk, they...

like us to be professional.

I get that. But it's just you
and me here right now.

And we used to be friends,
Ashley.

Remember all those times I used
to hang out with you and Naomi?

Such good times.

Even if I was the extra seat
at the table

with the two couples
in full "in love" mode.

How are things going
with you and Derek?

And what's Shanice doing
with him?

What can I do for you, Hayley?

Well, I am here for my follow-up
appointment with Dr. Perkins.

I think it's just one
of those things

that they schedule
automatically.

I mean, there's nothing that
they should be worried about.

The ultrasound showed that
my baby is perfectly healthy.

ASHLEY:
Hey,

where's Mrs. Hamilton's
ultrasound?

I couldn't find it
in her records.

We didn't do one.

Wait, what?

Mrs. Hamilton declined
the ultrasound.

Said she didn't want it.

- Ashley, is there a problem?
- Uh...

Dad, I promise you
that, in the future,

I will personally double-check
all important correspondence

so that an oversight like this
never happens again.

Honey, you don't have time.

Which is the whole reason why
I hired Eva in the first place.

I know.
But there's no way around it.

I'll have to stay involved

until Eva becomes
more responsible,

if that ever happens.

Are you sure
you explained to her

how to schedule an inspection?

Of course I did.

But, in her defense,

maybe she just isn't
smart enough

to understand how to do it.

You wouldn't deliberately try
to confuse her, would you?

Mm. I know Eva and I
haven't always seen eye to eye.

To put it mildly.

But you should know

that, as much as I loathe her,

I would never do anything
to harm you or your business.

I've invested so much
of my own time

and energy to making
this practice a success.

Now, that's certainly true.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

But this is Eva's screwup.

And I'd like to promise that
it'd never happen again, but...

who knows with her?

Shame to waste it.

Nicole. What a lovely surprise.

Please come, come join me.

May I offer you some toast?

I'll pass.

Oh, more for me.
But, you know what, honey,

if you just sit on down, we have
so much catching up to do.

You're right.

We do have catching up to do,
now that you mention it.

- I'll go first?
- Mm-hmm.

Go on, girl.

I need you
to spill all that tea.

Oh, and there's
so much to spill.

Where to start?

Well, Laura is out of
the hospital and back to work.

You remember Laura, don't you?

Yeah, I heard of her,
but, uh, we never met.

Are you sure?

Maybe you try to murder
so many people

that Laura just slipped
your mind.

But you did try
to kill her twice,

so maybe
that might jog your memory?

Ah, there it is.

You do remember.

Now, do you want to confess?

Confess. To what?

Two counts of attempted murder.

One for running Laura
off the road on that motorcycle.

The second for giving her
an overdose of potassium

that sent her
into cardiac arrest

when she was in the hospital.

Technically, you can't be
charged for attempted murder

for just running someone
off the road.

I mean, at least not
in this jurisdiction.

It-It's-it's too hard
to prove intent. - Hmm.

I'll leave the specific charges
to the district attorney.

But I do think
you would save the court system

a whole lot of time and energy

if you just admit
to what you did.

If you plead guilty, you...

you'll probably get
a lot less time, too.

Okay.

I confess.

You do?

I confess that...

I don't understand
this obsession of yours.

Nicole, I-I know
you're a therapist.

But, girl,

there is something wrong,

seriously wrong with you.

I mean, I don't know
what's going on upstairs,

but if you actually believe
that I targeted

your personal assistant
just to get my daughter a job,

come on.

I don't believe it.

I know it.

All of the evidence
points to you, Leslie.

Evidence?

Please.

You were caught on video

coming out
of Laura's hospital room.

Yeah. To quote Shaggy,

it wasn't me.

I mean, come on.

If-if that were true,

don't you think
I would've been arrested by now?

And I wouldn't be sitting here
with you,

all free as a bird.

Mmm.

You.

Mmm.

Okay. Mm-hmm.

Orphey Gene's toast, girl,

is off the chain. Mmm.

You think they, um...

they might put
something in the bread?

I mean, ooh.

The police have the jacket,

the gloves,

and the motorcycle helmet.

Circumstantial,

circumstantial,

and mad circumstantial.

You're guilty as hell, Leslie,

and everybody knows it.

Is "everybody" in this room
with us right now?

Keep making jokes
for as long as you can.

I'm sure
they will love you in prison.

You needed Laura out of the way

so that your daughter
could get access to my house.

Not to mention my husband's DNA
for a paternity test.

Ha. Please.

I always knew
who my daughter's father was.

Besides,

there are much easier ways

for me to get my hands
on Ted's DNA.

I have this cute little blue
dress in the closet, and, uh...

it's covered in it.

Now, don't be so hard on Eva.

I'm being honest, Dad.

Which is
what you taught me to be.

And I think

you need to be honest with Eva
about her horrible mistake,

because that's the only way
she'll learn.

I've got to go.

I am having coffee
with your mother.

Great. Well, it seems like you
two are getting along better.

I wish that were the case.

We had another argument
the other day.

Mom's still angry, huh?

She's not the only one.

I'm getting a little tired of
being her personal punching bag.

I feel you, Dad, but
I'm mostly Team Mom on this one.

She's not the one who cheated

and had a baby
with someone else.

Okay, I am painfully aware
of my role in this,

which is why I suggested we have
coffee to hash things out.

Now, it took some convincing,
but your mother agreed,

and I don't want
to start things off badly,

- so I got to go.
- Okay.

Good luck.

I'll stick around
and make some calls.

Maybe I can fix this mess
Eva created.

Okay, thank you.

Mm-hmm.

Proud of yourself?

Yeah, I know what you did.

Is there something wrong,
Ashley?

The way
you were looking at me...

No. Nothing's wrong.

I'm sorry. I'm just...

I, um... I'm just
a little distracted today.

Oh, I understand.

I've had
my own distractions today.

But, look, my primary concern
is that nothing affects my baby.

That cramping incident
really scared me.

- I can imagine.
- If I were to lose

this child,
it would destroy Bill.

And the cramps just came out
of nowhere.

I didn't do anything
to trigger them.

Well, just an argument
with Dani,

which is unfortunately
an ongoing issue.

Ashley, seriously,

do I have lipstick on my teeth
or something?

No, no. Uh...

Sorry, it's-it's not you.

Um, I-I was just thinking
about what you said about, um,

pregnant women--

that they do really need
to take care.

- Mm.
- Sometimes things can happen

out of the blue.

You know, for example, uh,
Andre Richardson and I,

we delivered a baby in this
elevator on my first day here.

Yeah, I remember that.
What was that like? - Oh,

I was terrified. But,
you know, we got through it.

- Ooh.
- God, Andre, he was so great.

He was great.

He was
just as scared as I was, but...

...you know, to watch him
in action, you'd never know it.

Mm-hmm.

It was the most amazing thing.

It's clear that you didn't get
enough venom out last night.

And I assure you,
Ashley understood everything

that was going on.

Then maybe you can explain
what I'm supposed to have done.

Cut the innocent act, Dani.

I didn't buy it last night,

and I certainly don't buy it
right now.

You couldn't
have been more obvious.

What were you thinking
you were gonna do?

Uh, what, act crazy?

Stake your claim on me?

I was giving you
a simple reminder, Andre.

You can waste your time
with girls.

- Or...
- Dani.

...you can let a woman
rock your world.

Your choice.

Mm.

Mm.

♪ If I didn't tell you, baby♪

♪ And I'm so glad
that you thought about me♪

♪ Me♪

♪ Did I manifest you?
Did you manifest me?♪

- ♪ I wanna know♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah♪

♪ Did I manifest you?
Did you manifest me?♪

- ♪ I wanna know♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah♪

♪ How long did it take
for you to think me up?♪

- ♪ I wanna know♪
- ♪ Think of me, yeah♪

♪ How long
before I finally showed up?♪

That was amazing.

My back is like new.

Shanice,
you're a miracle worker.

Mm, that's only
because you were a good patient.

Here's a resistance band
for you to use.

Keep up with your exercises.

And if your back gets any worse,

please go see a doctor.

I promise, and thank you.

You're the best.

What?

Oh, nothing.

It's just so nice to see
a therapist enjoying her work.

Hmm.

Did I do something, Eva?

I can't think of what.

You deliberately made me let our
father's accreditation lapse.

I don't think
I could make you do anything.

If I could, you would have left
the DMV a long time ago.

You said the accreditation
wasn't important.

To ignore the notifications.

No, I-I don't think
I said anything like that.

You must have misunderstood me.

Oh, I understood you perfectly.

You wanted this to happen.

You wanted me to screw up
in our father's eyes.

A little paranoid?

Hmm?

- You're jealous, Kat.
- Please.

Why would I be jealous of your
relationship with my father?

Oh. Because he's ourfather.

And you can't stand that.

Like you can't stand
the fact that someone like me

is on equal footing
with someone like you.

Okay, delulu.

You are trash.

And you always will be.

You and your criminal mother.

What's the matter?

No snappy comeback?

I guess this Kat
got your tongue.

I get it, though.

Sure, you have an alibi

for the night
Laura got run off the road,

but that doesn't mean you didn't
help your mother after the fact.

Was the overdose of potassium
your idea?

Or maybe you helped
your mom dress up

in that dusty, crusty wig

to sneak into Laura's room.

We're the only two in here.

I promise I'm not recording.

Go ahead.

Admit the truth.

It'll make you feel better.

Say something.

I think maybe I'll say something
to myfather instead.

I beg your pardon?

I think maybe
I'll let him know what you did

and see what he thinks about it.

I don't think you will.

What makes you so sure?

Because you had
the chance to rat me out

and you didn't.

And I know why.

Then tell me.

Kitty Kat.

Because...

that would make you as desperate

and pathetic

as your crazy mother.

You know, Nicole,
you could just drop by my house

anytime you want, and I have no
problem showing you the dress.

Oh, Ted used
to just love me in it.

You're disgusting.

And you're
an uptight little prude.

No wonder
Ted needed an escape from you.

While you were at home
all alone,

jabbing yourself
with those needles,

trying to get pregnant again,

or maybe you were resting up

from one of those
many miscarriages you had,

Ted and I were humping
like bunny wabbits.

I have no interest
in your ancient history.

Oh, please, but let me tell you.

Because just a moment ago,

you wanted me
to confess everything.

So let me tell you--

your husband was insatiable.

And I could tell
that he wasn't getting

exactly what he wanted--

or what was worth having--
at home.

- Ah, no wonder I got pregnant.
- Oh.

And I'm sure
that was an accident. Please.

- Mm.
- You are way too calculating to slip up like that.

- Yeah, well...
- Let me guess.

You, uh, forgot
your birth control a few times?

When you're having
that much sex, I mean, come on.

What was your game?

The condom slipped?

Maybe you poked a little hole
to move things along?

Let me guess.

You probably thought
getting pregnant by Ted

was gonna change everything.

He would wake up one day and
realize that you were the one

and leave me and my children
in the dust.

Let me tell you, though.

If you have to trap him
to keep him,

he was never really yours
in the first place.

And now

all you have is
a dirty dress in a closet

to remind you of a man that
was never yours to begin with.

Because only the Duprees
deserve a good man?

I would never put it that way.

But...

if the slut fits.

You know, I probably should have
told him that I kept that baby,

and then maybe he would have
dumped your little bougie ass.

And then Ted, Eva, and I

could have lived
happily ever after.

In your wildest dreams.

Oh, honey, I don't have to dream

about having sex
with your husband.

No, see, the memories,

oh, they are just that hot.

And I really believe
they are for Ted, too.

Yeah. See, I think that,

while he's going
through the motions with you,

he's definitely thinking
about me.

I'm still
that woman he can't resist,

that woman he wants.

Oh, all you got to do
is just ask your daughter.

Oh, wait.

Little Kitty Kat didn't tell you

that she walked in on me
and Ted in his hotel room.

Oh, wow, wow.

Okay, well, you know, I mean,
I shouldn't be surprised,

because she doesn't care
about nobody but herself anyway.

Nicki, you think
you're all that.

Yeah? You think
you're a model citizen.

You think you're
this wonderful, perfect mother.

But, no, you're not.
You know what you are?

Somebody who turned
this snotty little brat

into this irritating child.

Keep my daughter's name

- out of your mouth.
- Oh.

Oh, really? Oh, okay.

Of course I will.
But you know what?

He's so tired of you.

He just can't bear you anymore.

Because he's free
of you now, Nicole.

Free of someone who's too stupid

to know when she's being lied to
over and over...

You miserable bitch!

Nicole! Nicole! Nicole! Stop!

Stop, Nicole.

What the hell
is wrong with you? - Oh.

Oh, that crazy heifer
tried to kill me!

Oh!

What do you have to say
for yourself?

That my claim is well...

and fully staked.

Mmm.

My follow-up exam went well.

Everything is on target.

In fact, I am thinking
about planning a baby shower

when I'm a little farther along.

I'll make sure to send you
a save-the-date, Ashley.

WOMAN:
Nurse Johnson, dial 421.

You won't say anything
to my father

because it'll look like
you're trying

to turn him against
his real daughter

and his real family.

And he's already upset with you
as it is.

So...

You're right.

I don't want to hurt Ted.

Because I actually,
genuinely care about him.

Unlike you, who intentionally
put his business at risk

on a whim.

Because you're a spoiled,

selfish little bitch

who only cares about herself.

Is that the best you got?

I'm actually glad this happened.

Because now I know
where I really stand

with my so-called sister.

And I won't fall for any more
of your petty little stunts.

And, who knows,

maybe I'll take a lesson
from my crazy-ass mama

and pay you back
the way you deserve.

What's the matter with me?!
What's the matter with her?!

Crazy heifer tried to kill me.

Take a sip of water. It'll help.

Oh, yeah. Help Dana.

I am so out of here.

Nicole, look, we need to talk.

We have nothing to say, Ted.

Not anymore.

Why don't you take
your friend Dana here

back to your hotel room
and have a nice talk with her?

Although, apparently, talking isn't what the two of you

do best.

Nicole. Nicole.

I was just...

sitting here,
minding my own business,

eating my toast,

and that crazy woman
just attacked me out of nowhere,

just for no reason.

You know, I find it very hard to believe

that Nicole would just attack
you out of nowhere.

Ted, you saw it for yourself.

Okay? Listen...

Oh, my goodness. I...

I don't feel too good to drive.

I'm just...

I'm a little dizzy.

Can-can you please take me home?

Please, Teddy?

Fine. Let's go.

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