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Dina.

Don't forget.

Hello?

It's me.

...heavily damaging 30 homes

triggering an exchange of fire

that killed two Palestinians and wounded more than a dozen.

About a dozen downtown businesses

were boarded up Wednesday.

I miss you.

Hello?

You promised me.

You promised me.

Is anybody there?

Don't leave me.

Who are you?

Answer me!

Tony?

Oh, my God! You cut me!

What is wrong with you?

I... I heard something.

You heard something? What did you hear?

I... I...

It's gone.

What's gone?

I don't know.

I'm so...

I'm sorry.

Mother?

Mother?

What happened last night?

I understood that you heard something.

I didn't know what I was talking about, I...

I had a nightmare. I was sleepwalking.

You did a lot more than just walk.

If I haven't said I'm sorry, I am.

It was just an accident.

Are you feeling alright?

- I'm fine. - Are you sure?

What's that supposed to mean?

You stabbed your daughter last night.

We should cancel the party.

Don't be absurd!

And I think that you need to talk

to somebody about all of this.

I don't.

I'm not.

The only thing I need to do...

is get ready for my guests.

It's a surprise. She's making us wait.

Do you have somewhere you have to be?

Believe it or not, I occasionally have places to go

that you're unaware of.

Oh, I definitely believe that.

Please, can you not start with me right now?

Oh, right, because God forbid your mother hears us fighting.

- No, it's not that. - Oh, my God.

Would you guys please shut up?

I'm sorry, Iona, did we wake you?

Yeah, you did.

I can't believe she's making us meet this early.

It's 1:15.

I'll get it.

- Leslie! - Hey, Harold.

Your mother asked me to be here.

- Good afternoon, Leslie. - Dina.

You remember my attorney, Leslie Morgan.

Hi.

Oh, this is Patricia. Gill's wife.

I don't believe you've met.

- Pleasure to meet you. - Hi.

I asked Leslie to join us because of a decision

concerning the disposition of my estate.

I've decided to increase my charitable efforts

beginning with a sizable donation

to the Philharmonic.

Thank you.

- How much? - Five million dollars.

- Is this a joke? - No.

Well, that's quite a donation.

That's a tremendous gesture, Dina.

This is merely the first step.

In the coming years, I will make similar

annual contributions to other deserving institutions.

You can't do that. That's our money.

It's mymoney.

And if you hope to see any of it,

you will liftyour jaw off the floor

and say, "Well done, mother."

- Or learn to play the oboe. - Excuse me?

Well done, mother.

Thank you, Harold.

Not only will this strengthen

the cultural fabric of our city,

but it will insure our family name...

come what may.

Ms. Rayfield, Mr. Manning will see you now.

There she is.

Hey there. Hey.

Hey.

How are you?

- I'm good. I'm nervous. - What?

You'll do great. You look great!

Come on, sit down. Sit down.

You know you can come to me for help

if you have questions or whatever.

Thank you.

I'll probably just go to whoever I'm reporting to.

Yeah, I know, of course. I'm-I'm just saying that...

I know.

I know, it's just...

It's weird. We dated. It's your dad's firm.

If people find out, they'll probably assume

that's why I got the job.

Which I realize I know is why I got the job.

Whoa! Listen. Listen.

You got this job because you were brilliant

and they will see that as soon as they meet you.

So... how does this work?

Do I sign the papers here? Do I have to...

Oh, it's gonna have to wait till tomorrow.

Some problem with HR,

but you can go through orientation today.

Okay. Great.

Thank you, Mitch.

- I owe you. - What are friends for?

- Hello? - Hey, Mags.

We're in the living room.

It's gonna be good, sweetie.

- Hi, Maggie. - Hey, what's goin' on?

You wanna tell her?

They are moving in with a lovely couple,

Tim and Anne.

This means we get to go on the wall.

That's right.

Who cares?

I care, young lady.

I plan to catalog all the great things that you do.

And just because you're not living in this house

doesn't mean you won't be living here

and right in here.

Aw, come here, give me a hug.

Now, I want you to go finish packing, okay?

- Okay. I love you, Ruth. - Okay, bye, guys.

I love you, Maggie.

Last one there is a rotten egg.

Hey, babe.

Hi.

Race you there.

How are you feelin' about all this?

The adoption?

Oh, fine. I'm-I'm thrilled for them.

Can I ask you something?

Why did you take me in?

And after everything I did to you,

why did you let me stay?

Honey, I didn't, uh...

I didn't take you in.

I didn't let you stay. I adopted you.

Because I loved you.

I still do. I've always loved you.

You're my daughter.

And... for better and worse, Margaret,

you have... you have no quit in you.

And that's a rare quality.

I love your... your warrior spirit, your...

Oh! Which reminds me...

Surprise.

What did you do?

- This is too much. - No, it's just right.

Honey...

every warrior needs her armor.

- Hi, Mitch. - Hey.

Hey, I was just about to head in.

Uh, I-I don't know how to say this,

I'm just gonna come out with it.

The job isn't gonna happen.

What do you mean?

I thought it was a done deal.

I know, and I can't tell you how bad I feel.

There was just one last person

who had to sign off and... well,

in the end, this is still a law office.

I'm so sorry.

I made your lunch, I know it's totally silly, but I...

- Anyhow, I-I should... - I'm gonna go. Okay.

- What's wrong? - Nothing.

- Did something happen? - I didn't get the job.

- Why? What's going on? - And I know about the house.

I found all the foreclosure papers in your desk.

I knew there was something wrong.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because it's not yours to deal with.

It's mine, and I blew it, okay? I just...

I got talked into refinancing the house

and I thought I had read all the fine print, but...

Oh, I don't wanna lose this house. I just...

Ah, it's okay.

You're not gonna lose the house.

Honey...

Let me take care of you for once.

No, it's my job to take care of you.

Not the other way around.

It's gonna be okay.

Hello?

Over here.

No. No, I-I can't do this.

So, w-what's the problem?

When we talked on the phone, you told me

that this was a meeting about a job opportunity.

It is. And it's one that you should seize.

The pay is $30,000.

The problem is...

The problem is you have the wrong person.

"Margaret Rayfield, born April 16, 1971.

Moved among a series of foster homes

until 1982 when you came to permanently reside with

Ruth Atterly of Lawndale.

1985, convicted of simple assault,

expunged on your 18th birthday.

1990, convicted of aggravated assault

served two years.

'99, cyber fraud, served one year."

There's another aggravated assault charge in 2012.

You were required to undergo court ordered therapy,

but otherwise acquitted when the jury

could not reach a verdict.

You were one sympathetic juror away from your third strike,

so, I'm pretty sure we got the right person.

"Two tours in Iraq from 2002 to 2010.

Including most crucially,

PSYOPs work in Abu Ghraib."

You manipulated, warped, and eventually broke

hardened militants.

Where the hell did you get that?

A lawyer friend of mine

knows a lawyer friend of yours, so they recommended you.

"Dishonorably discharged, 2010."

We want our mother institutionalized

but she's of sound mind,

so we were hoping that you could change that.

We want you to drive our mother crazy.

That's not me anymore.

Yeah, well, people don't change.

Maybe your people don't change.

Fifty thousand dollars.

Seems fair.

No?

Alright, sixty.

I already gave you my answer.

Seventy.

- Eighty! - Gill.

Shut up, Harold. Ninety thousand.

Do you have the cash?

Half now, half when you're done.

Take that.

We all have one. Our numbers are on that.

Memorize it, burn it.

So, how does this all work?

I have to put together a profile of your mother.

Her background, her history,

her personality, everything.

Okay, she grew up

in one of Pasadena's most prominent families.

After high school, she went to Scripps College

like her mother and grandmother before her

and just like them, she was set to marry a young man

from a suitable family,

but then she fell in love with somebody else.

- What do you know about him? - Not much.

His name was Tony.

He was an army private from Brooklyn.

He was stationed somewhere nearby and somehow

our grandfather found out they were planning to elope,

so next thing you know,

he's shipped off to Vietnam.

Few months later, declared MIA.

Presumably dead.

About a year after that, she married the young man

from the suitable family.

Your father.

We think that she never got over losing Tony.

That's probably how she

grew to become... so closed off.

That's one way of putting it.

So, you're her, huh?

I'm Maggie.

Charmed.

Um, Margaret, this is our sister, Iona.

So, where were we?

Right. The thought of what she could have had

all these years with her

one true love, instead of our father.

That's probably what turned her into such

a miserable controlling bitch.

- Where's your father now? - Six feet under the ground.

- Thank God. - Jesus, Iona.

I'm sorry, what, am I embarrassing you?

- Oh, no, not me. - Well, then good.

Stop it!

Well, look at that, looks like dad

isn't so dead after all.

Tell me how your mother is controlling.

She has very specific views.

Rules. Call them what they are.

Rules.

Regarding our conduct.

And she's tied our obedience to her money.

There's even stipulations in her will that trim

or erase our inheritance

if we were to slip up.

- How do you know that? - I gained access to the will.

However, if she's declared mentally incompetent,

we can have the will invalidated,

we can all move on with our lives.

Amen.

The key here is the boy, Tony.

You have to somehow convince her

that he is still alive.

No. You have to start smaller.

You have to plant the seeds of doubt first.

I would like to get started, if I could.

- How long do I have the house? - Four hours at least.

Harold's gonna show you around.

Okay. And which of you is gonna see her next?

That'll be me.

We're hitting the spa this afternoon.

Are you driving?

No, that won't be legal for another

couple of months, I'll cab it there

and she'll drive me back.

Is there a spare key to her car?

- Yes. - Yeah.

Well, that's the grand tour of the grounds.

These pathways were designed so that

the servants could move around the property

without disrupting the residents.

They all lead up to the house.

- You have help or housekeepers? - Oh, yes.

Yes. A whole family works for us.

Once a year, they go back to Guatemala.

They're gone for two weeks.

Uh... Just up here,

there's a staircase that leads directly to the attic.

Father had it built so the help

wouldn't disrupt us decorating

during the holidays.

Yeah. This will do.

Uh, that's where Gill found the diary.

And there's a lot more in there.

This place mean something to you?

I used to come up here as a teenager and hide out.

By yourself?

Did your mother ever catch you?

She didn't catch me.

A friend of a friend of hers saw me

in Palm Springs with a couple of guys.

Didn't take long for it to get back to her.

What'd she do?

What she always does.

Apply pressure.

If I wanted to see any part of my inheritance,

I was to stop embarrassing the family.

Immediately and permanently.

She told me to pick up a hobby instead.

But you didn't stop.

No. I'm just a hell of a lot more careful.

What about your siblings?

What about 'em?

What were their rules?

Iona, as you might imagine,

has to keep the partying under control.

Frankly, on that score, I think

that mother might have a point.

And Gill?

He was supposed to stop cheating on his wife.

Was?

Why doesn't he just get a divorce?

According to mother, divorce just means

that you didn't try hard enough.

- They never had children? - No.

No, no, no, they...

they really wanted them, they just...

weren't able to.

- His wife? - No.

No. God, no, not her. That one was all on Gill.

Needless to say, mother was very disappointed.

Hmm.

Must have been hellish.

Growing up under her rules.

Mother has her reasons for being the way she is.

If you saw how she grew up, you would know.

Oh, I understand.

Excuse me.

I'm gonna get to work.

Of course.

I really don't see what the big deal is.

Fifteen percent is reasonable and fair.

Anything beyond that is excessive.

You know, if you'd ever worked for tips in your entire life...

You have had one such job

which you held on to for three weeks

until you tired of it, as you do of all things,

so spare me your working-class wisdom.

Sorry, I don't think I broke the bank.

- How much? - What?

How much did you give him in relative or absolute terms?

- I have no idea. - Exactly.

You just grabbed a wad of bills

and you shoved them into his hand!

Frivolity with gesture.

Frivolity with the money.

My car has been stolen.

Excuse me?

My car was here, and now it's gone.

I don't think the car has been stolen.

You need a ticket to get out.

Are you sure you remember where you parked it?

Of course I'm sure.

Well, why don't we look on another floor?

Don't take that patronizing tone with me.

I know exactly where I left it.

This SUV was parked to my right,

taking up two spaces.

It was a tight squeeze,

so I had to wedge myself out.

And I took the elevator down one floor to the spa.

On the off-off-chance that's not the case,

who would you rather have discover it,

us or the police?

Make it quick, I can only imagine how long it takes

to fill out a report.

- Satisfied? - There's one more floor.

Oh.

This is an exercise in futility.

It's okay, you just forgot.

No.

Don't worry, it happens to everybody.

Not to me.

- Are you feeling okay? - I'm fine.

Mommy?

Do you want me to drive?

Get in the car!

Oh, I forgot to ask.

How was the spa?

Fine.

Someone had a senior moment in the parking lot.

I had no such thing.

- What happened? - Nothing. Drop it.

- No, seriously, what happened? - It was nothing.

She just forgot where she parked.

You forgot something?

No.

So, then the car moved itself?

This conversation is over.

Your inquisition has succeeded in ruining my appetite.

I'm going to bed.

You sure you remember how to get there?

What are you doing?

Having a little bit of fun. Would you relax?

Okay, this is only gonna work

if you don't make it too obvious.

Where do you keep your mouthwash?

Middle cabinet, behind you there.

What kind of perfume do you wear?

Chanel.

Why?

- She'll notice. - Oh, please.

- You're being paranoid. - No, I'm not.

Don't wear it next time.

Or you'll do what?

Not that.

- Hello? - Check your text.

- See what I did to the photo? - Yes, I do.

I've done it to all of them.

- Well done. - One more thing.

Keep an eye on your brother tonight.

Why?

He doesn't hate your mother the way you do.

If he sees her suffering, he might break.

Okay.

I gotta go.

Dina, you do realize that nobody reads these things.

Writing this card is a pointless ritual.

It's bragging, disguised as holiday cheer.

Where is your brother? I did say 7:00 on the dot.

I'm sure he's just working late.

On what?

Hello, everyone.

Sorry I'm late.

Good evening, mother.

Patricia wears Chanel?

She's trying it out.

How unlike her, she's such a creature of habit.

People can surprise you, mother.

Not usually.

Did you all start without me?

Dream on.

Would you like to begin, Harold?

Alright.

For my...

fall class, they had an opening

that received very positive reviews.

I had my own opening at the Wilhelm Gallery.

Mixed reviews, but, um...

a very positive experience.

Very good, Harold.

Any women in your life?

Only you, mother.

Harold remains one of Pasadena's

most eligible bachelors.

Iona, what about you?

- What about me what? - What did you do this year?

Molly, blow, and Jamaal.

Not necessarily in that order.

Iona continues her volunteer work

with some of our neediest citizens,

and last but not least...

Actually, I'm working on a new venture

that I, I can't say too much about

but it is going reallywell so far.

I haven't heard anything about this.

You will, mother.

And how's Patricia?

Depressed and overspending, per usual.

Gill and Patricia remain as in love as ever

and continue working on

bringing us the next generation of Cottons.

How about a song, mother?

Come on. I'll play you in.

Why not?

Why did you do this? Who did this?

Who did what?

Someone decided to redecorate to see if I noticed.

Well, congratulations.

I'm disappointed in you.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

You moved my vases.

I did no such thing.

Did you move the vases, Harold?

- Of course not. - Gill?

N-no one moved the vases.

They've been in that same position for years.

That's preposterous.

- What are you doing? - I am ending this charade.

But... I... I don't...

That picture was taken at least five years ago.

That's not possible.

- Someone changed them. - No!

Yes, they did.

I know you won't lie to me, Harold.

What's going on?

I don't know, mother, they've always been this way.

You sure?

I think I'll go lie down.

Mother.

That's a good idea there.

Goodnight, mother.

I miss you, D.

The weather sucks out here. It's hot every day.

Uh, it rained for about... three weeks straight.

Um, I met this guy from Texas.

Taught me how to pack a dip. So, that's been fun. Hah!

I promise my teeth will be good when I get back, alright?

I hope everything's good back home.

Just... just promise me something, alright?

Promise me you won't forget me, alright?

I'm gonna come back for you.

I love you.

I'm coming home.

Just wait for me, D.

Please promise me that, alright?

Alright, I-I wrote this letter...

Maggie.

You shouldn't be up here.

She's not getting up any time soon.

Don't worry about it.

Still.

For you.

- What you got in here? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Don't! - What is it?

It's a hallucinogen.

Not that kind of hallucinogen.

The kind that will kill you if you're not careful.

Put it back.

- Now. - Okay, okay.

- What do you want, Iona? - I'm just bored.

I figured while I have you here,

I might as well learn a little about you.

You already know too much about me.

I'm not talking about your record, Maggie.

I'm talking about you.

- What do you wanna know? - You grew up in foster care.

- What was that like? - Unpredictable.

Anything else?

Yeah.

A lot.

You've got one more question before I kick you out

and get back to work.

So you better make it good.

Okay.

Why were you discharged?

Gill said the only gap in your bio

is just the specifics of your discharge from the army.

So, what happened, Maggie?

Were you a bad girl?

You think this is a joke?

Is this a game to you? 'Cause it isn't to me.

I know what your mother is going to look like

when this is over, and it's not pretty.

So you were a bad girl.

I can read someone's weaknesses in an instant.

Their pressure points.

I got too good at pressing them.

Like I can tell when they've been drinking

since breakfast.

And when they sleep around to make up for the love

they never got from their father.

He didn't want a daughter.

He wanted a third son

to make up for the first two

who reminded him too much of his wife.

Looks like we hired the right person for the job.

See you later, Maggie.

Hi, honey, how goes the remodel?

You know...

It's fine, I guess.

Oh. What's the matter?

Did you get the check?

I did. Thank you so much.

But please, don't, honey, don't send any more.

Don't worry about it.

I made a good deal with them.

There'll be more.

Well, I appreciate that.

I love you so much.

I would do anything to help you.

Anything.

Hello?

It's me.

Don't leave me.

- Wait for me. - Who's there?

Answer me!

Oh, my God! You cut me!

What is wrong with you?

What'd you get your mom?

This isn't for her.

Open it.

Who is she?

Who's who?

You're covering for something,

and that takes balls.

But I guess you've always had those.

It is not what you think.

Oh, come on.

We haven't given each other

any kind of present in years.

Who is she?

I made you a promise last time it happened

that it would never happen again

and I am sticking to that promise.

I learned my lesson.

I don't want to lose you.

Hello?

She did what?

- We should cancel the party. - Don't be absurd.

And I think that you need to talk with somebody

about all of this.

I don't.

I'm not.

The only thing I need to do...

is get ready for my guests.

I need to get that stuff for her drink.

Uh... Two drops.

That's enough.

And one Valium tonight.

Nothing more.

- Understood? - Yes.

I have a couple of things I have to do in the house.

How long will it be empty?

Dina's going to the salon, so you have an hour.

Make it quick.

It doesn't bother you?

What we're doing to her?

No.

Not a bit.

Make sure the bottom of that is dry.

Put it here, please.

"Dear Dina, I miss you more and more every day."

- No. - "I'm coming home to you.

I promise you with all my heart."

"Just wait for me, D.

Knowing you're out there helps me get through this.

I love you.

Tony."

Just a minute.

Is everything okay, mother?

I'm fine.

Your guests are starting to arrive.

I'm ready.

- Oh, sweet. Oh, thank you. - You have a great house.

- It's so good to see you. - Happy birthday.

- Thank you. Thank you. - Nice meeting you.

Hello, mother.

I haven't seen you this evening

and you look lovely.

Wh... Thank you.

Birthday girl.

- Ha ha ha. - Leslie.

Good to see you.

- Harold. - Hello, Leslie.

- Nice to see you again. - Likewise.

Good evening, everybody.

- How are you? - Good, good.

Good Lord, Iona.

What happened to your arm?

You know, it's a funny story, actually...

A cooking accident. Her knife slipped.

Uh, up to your forearm?

I've told her that the sherry is

for cooking not consuming.

Years of etiquette class, all for naught.

Well...

If only I had your grace, Dina.

I'll see you guys later.

Oh, look, I wanna introduce you.

- Excuse us. - Yes, of course.

Sure.

So, Leslie...

how long have you been Dina's estate attorney?

Oh, let's see. I think about three years now.

Oh, wow.

That's a long time for Dina. You must be really good.

I am really good.

- Anybody want a drink? - Yes, please.

Great.

Mother.

Yes?

Oh, no. I'm fine, thank you.

Trust me.

In a bit...

you're gonna need this.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Excuse me. Uh, if I could have everyone's attention, please.

I'd like to thank you all for coming and...

Well, my mother isn't one for public spectacle,

so I'm gonna keep this brief.

To Dina Cotton,

the strongest person that I know.

If the rest of us had even half of your conviction

this would be a more principled,

better run,

and far more tastefully appointed world.

- Happy birthday. - Happy birthday.

Happy birthday!

She barely took a sip. I was watching her.

It should still have an effect.

We need to give her more.

No.

I don't wanna do anything rash.

It's too late, Harold.

Are you even listening to me?

Of course.

This is unbelievable.

- What? - Your mother's lawyer?

Yeah, you had to pick someone that we knew.

You couldn't just pick some dumb, young girl

like every other time before?

I don't have time for this right now, okay?

Oh.

Do you know what your problem is, Gill?

What?

You think that you're just

the smartest person in any room you walk into and worse,

you think everyone else is a fool.

Well, you're not even remotely close.

You're an incompetent idiot.

Is everything alright?

Does it look like everything is alright?

Why isn't it working?

Because she didn't drink any.

Give me these.

Mother.

Listen, I, um...

I wanted to say that I've, I've given a lot of thought...

to your donation to the Philharmonic

and... wait, wait, wait.

I think it's great.

You do?

I'm so sorry.

You were absolutely right.

Come on. It's your birthday.

Legacy matters, mother.

Long after we're gone...

our name is gonna live on forever,

and there is one reason.

You.

You, my mother, are an inspiration.

Mother?

- Are you alright? - Mother.

- Mother? - Dina!

- Dina! - Oh!

- Whoa! - Mother.

Mother!

- What's happening? - Shh.

Am I going crazy?

No. No, you're not going crazy.

You don't understand.

This is all our fault.

- W-we di... - Harold.

Harold... let her rest.

It's alright, mother. We're just gonna be in the next room.

No! Don't, don't leave me.

- Come on, Harold. - No.

Don't leave me.

- Come on. - No.

Come on, Harold.

- Let's go. - No. Please!

We can't do this to her, Gill.

What exactly did you think we were doing here?

What did you think this was gonna look like?

It is all going exactly as planned.

It is now just the four of us.

Five of us.

Please stop doing...

It is too late to turn back now.

If you cannot be here right now, Harold,

if you need to go home, that is fine.

Do you need to go home?

Do you need to go home?

Then leave.

Come back in the morning.

Get out of here. Go.

Okay, lie down. Lie down. Shh.

- Lie down. - Where's the ambulance?

- They're on their way. - Shh.

You keep saying that.

- No. No, I don't. - It's okay.

- Where is Harold? - I already told you, mother.

He wasn't feeling well.

- He went home. - I want Harold!

Okay, okay.

What's that music?

What music?

The music that's playing right now.

There's no music playing right now.

Yes, there is! Listen!

- Listen! - I am listening.

- No. - I don't hear anything.

But that's...

- It can't be. - What?

That's not possible.

What's not?

Oh, it's the "Nocturne."

Oh.

It's Paderewski, but it...

It can't...

- Tony. - What are you talking about?

- Who's Tony? - Tony!

Is that you?

- Is that you? - Who's Tony?

Mother, who are you talking to?

- Tony! - Who are you talking to?

Tony!

Oh!

H-he's right there.

He's right there.

He's right there.

Oh, Tony.

I'm so sorry, I...

I didn't wait for you, and I should've,

but I didn't, and I...

Oh, my God, I let them do it.

I let them take you.

I let them take you.

I let them.

I...

And I lost it all.

Okay, mother. Come on, lie down.

- Lie down, mother. Shh. - Wha...

- You can see him. - It's alright.

You're gonna be fine.

- Come on, lie down. Lie down. - Shh, shh.

You can see him. He's right there!

I'm gonna get you some water, okay?

- Okay? It's alright. - Just breathe.

- I'm not crazy. - No, no. No.

No. No. Not you, mother.

Tony! Say something!

- Shh. - Please.

Say something, please!

Tony?

Tony!

Tony, wait for me.

Wait!

W-wait, Tony!

Tony!

Tony, I missed you.

Oh.

Why did we...

Oh!

Oh.

Tony...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

No, Tony...

No.

Why are you calling me?

Hang on a second.

Go. Take care of this.

What?

What do you want, Mitch?

Not hiring your unstable ex-con?

I could care less about Maggie.

This is about the money.

If you don't pay me more, I'm gonna tell her.

Well, after tonight, it's not gonna matter.

Don't call me again.

Huh.

Hey, you've reached Mitchell Manning

of Fletcher and Manning.

I'm not able to take your call right now.

If you leave your name and number at the beep,

I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

No.

No.

Dina?

Dina?

Dina!

Dina!

Dina!

Dina!

M-Margaret.

- How do you know my name? - I'm sorry.

Uh, I'm so sorry.

Mar...

I'm so sorry.

Margaret.

Dina! Dina, no! Dina!

Dina.

Dina! Dina!

911, what's your emergency?

Help! She attacked my mom.

There's an intruder. I think she poisoned my mom.

- She's right here. - I need your address.

- No, please! Help me! - Ma'am, give me...

- What did you just do? - That's the question, isn't it?

What did you do? Answer me.

Mommy was so upset I thought she could use

a little extra Valium.

You did this?

You did this?

And if you're gonna do something you better act fast.

In this neighborhood, they come quick.

And when they do,

they're gonna find your fingerprints

all over that tainted bottle...

This is not the end!

It's not the end.

No?

Sounds like it is to me.

Help! Help! She's right here!

No! Help me, please!

She killed my mother!

Hello?

- Hi. - Hey, baby girl.

- I need you to listen to me. - What's wrong?

You're about to hear that I did something terrible.

- I didn't do it. - Honey, what-what...

- Please, listen. - Wait, Margaret, what...

What are you talking about?

I know that you did everything you could

to set a really good example for me

and I wish I could have been more like you, but...

Margaret, you do not need...

You're the only person who ever

stood by me and I will never...

I will never forget that.

Margaret, don't do anything

that you're gonna regre...

We should just have an estate sale.

Clear out as much of this shit as possible.

When are we burning her?

Harold set the cremation for Saturday.

Private ceremony, just us.

What'd you do with what's-her-name's stuff

in the attic?

Destroyed it.

I appreciate it.

Let me know if you find anything.

Yes, thank you.

Who was that?

The police.

We gave our statements already.

Why are you bothering them?

It's been a week, Gill.

That lunatic is still out there.

This doesn't concern you?

Did you ever think that maybe we don't want them

to find her, you idiot?

Think about what we hired her to do.

She's probably long gone by now, okay?

Which is the best thing for all of us.

Help her pack.

Jorge, is that you?

You make sure to vacuum under my desk, okay?

It's filthy.

Are you listening?

Hello?

Hola.

You comprende?

Jorge!

Hola.

Ah!

You're never gonna get away with this.

I mean, the cops are looking for you.

They're gonna find you.

Not until after I get

what I've come for.

Which is?

Answers.

These are pictures of me.

These are my records.

- Why did Dina have them? - I don't know.

- Why did Dina have them? - I don't know!

I don't know!

Ow, ow, ow. Ow, ow, ow. Stop.

Let me tell you how this is gonna work.

- I... - I'm gonna hurt you.

No, no, no!

And you're gonna answer my questions.

- Do you understand? - Okay, okay.

But don't hurt me. Okay.

Okay, let's try it again.

Why?

My ear!

Why?

She was your mother!

And Tony?

The soldier's my father?

She got pregnant

right before he shipped out.

After Dina gave birth,

her... her family made her give you up.

So why did they do this?

My siblings.

Dina came to me a couple of months ago.

She wanted to change her will.

She wanted to give half to charity

and half to some ex-con named Margaret.

But she knew about your past.

So, as usual, she included a morals clause.

And if you got your third strike,

you were... you were cut out

and the remaining portion of your... portion of the will,

it went to her children.

And you told Gill.

- Yes. - And he found out who I was.

So, all this is just to lock me up?

- Why not kill me? - Gill wanted to.

- I bet he did. - He did.

But... Dina suspected that

if her children found out about all of this

that they would do something,

so there's a stipulation in the will.

I-it says that if you die

under questionable circumstances

that your portion goes straight to charity.

Then they wouldn't see anything.

And Gill paid Mitch to kill my paralegal job.

That's everything.

Oh, no. No, no!

You're gonna kill me! No!

I'm not gonna kill you.

No! No!

- Shh. - No!

I need you to deliver a message for me.

I will! I will!

No.

She wants to make a deal.

Give her back all of her equipment

and anything else that might be incriminating.

And in exchange?

She won't kill you!

- What does she mean? - How much does she know?

Everything! Everything!

- What are you talking about? - How?

Dina had a box with photos and her records...

You stop ignoring me!

What is she talking about?

Maggie stood to inherit

millions of dollars of our money.

- Mother left it to her. - Why would she do that?

Maggie was her daughter.

What?

Wait, she's our sister?

W-what was this, just all some kind of big setup?

Oh, God, was her killing mother part of the plan, too?

Harold, I don't have time for this right now.

Just answer one question.

Was having her kill mother part of the plan?

Gill, was it?

Yes.

Oh, Gill.

What have you done, Gill?

What have you done?

All of you are insane!

You-you always hated her

because she could always see through your crap.

She could see the real you

and you just couldn't take that, could you?

So, what'd you do?

Are you done now? Can we, can we go on?

Yeah, I'm done. You can all go to hell.

Harold, Harold, wait. Wait, wait, wait.

What? What?

If you talk to anybody about this

or you go to the police

then we all go to jail for a really long time.

Even the guy who had to be talked into it.

Alright, gimme a minute, gimme a minute, gimme a minute.

- What about Maggie's offer? - What about it?

God, you have no idea what you're dealing with here.

- Of course I do. - No, you don't!

Look what she did to me!

Do you have any idea

how hard it is to get a dishonorable discharge?

A private contractor dropped her.

Okay, she's gonna, she's gonna kill each and every

one of us until we give her what she wants.

It's her.

Hello, Gill.

- What do you want? - What I've always wanted.

A family.

Speaking of which,

is my sister there?

- Why? - Is she feeling okay?

Oh, shit.

- What the hell? - Did you drink that?

- What? - Did you drink that?

Yes, I drank it, why?

Gill, say something.

- Gill! - Oh, God.

Oh, no.

Oh, God.

Oh, no!

Oh.

- I'm gonna kill you. - No, no, no.

It's the other way around. We both know that.

And I can't wait to do it.

I made it quick for Iona.

But for you, brother...

I'm gonna take my time.

- I'm pretty sure we got... - That's not jamming.

Hello, Maggie.

Hello, brother.

Yeah, I'm not gonna call you sister.

We... might share blood,

but you are most definitely not my family.

But we're so similar.

I wish I could say I was like Harold, he's got a soul,

but... I only see myself in you.

You have nothing in common with any of us.

Nobody in my family would ever be so stupid.

I mean, you left your fingerprints

on a bottle of Valium

that you spiked.

You didn't think that maybe you should wear gloves?

Geez.

That father of yours, Tony, he must have been a real moron.

I mean... look at you now.

I knew you were gonna follow me,

that's why I led you here.

You did and I followed.

Almost like I planned it that way.

No. No.

We both know this wasn't part of your plan.

You screwed up.

Even at her drunkest,

Iona wouldn't be this pathetic.

How is she, anyway?

Iona.

Oh, there it is. That venom.

That's us, brother.

That is you and me

and we are the same.

Only difference between us...

I knew from the beginning that mom didn't want me.

But you...

you spent your whole life

trying to get her approval.

You became a successful businessman,

but that wasn't enough for her, was it?

You married the daughter of a congressman

but that wasn't enough either.

And then to make matters worse...

little Gill...

can't even sow his own seed, can he?

Do you want to know why she never came for you?

Why she never reached out to you, Maggie?

Because she was ashamed of you.

She watched you screw up

over and over and over again.

You were nothing but an embarrassment to her.

That's probably why she left me all that money.

Because she's so proud of you.

I know what you did, Maggie!

And it's not gonna work. It won't work!

It's not real.

No, that's not real.

That's not real!

It's not real. It's not-it's not real.

Gill?

Why did you do this?

Why did you do this?

No. T-that's not real. I know that's not her.

I know that's... I know that's you, Maggie.

I know that's you, Maggie, and this isn't gonna work.

Why?

I'm disappointed in you.

It's not real.

No.

No, no, no.

I'm disappointed in you.

I'm disappointed in you.

Mom.

Forgive me.

All I ever wanted was for you to love me.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I love you.

No.

No. No!

No.

This is just like him.

But I can't believe he's doing this today.

Where the hell is he?

This is absurd.

Did you reach Iona?

- Straight to voicemail. - Yeah, same with him.

When was the last time you spoke with either of them?

Last night.

Well, he didn't come home.

How did he sound?

Hard to say.

I don't mean to rush you,

but we probably need to get started.

Is that Gill?

I have to go.

- Hello? - Hello, Harold.

What have you done?

I didn't kill your mother.

Your siblings did.

And now they've gotten what they deserved.

I didn't know any of that.

Listen, I didn't wanna do any of this.

I asked Gill to stop.

You know that, you saw it.

I did.

That's why you're still alive.

And now I'm gonna need you to do something for me.

It involves your inheritance.

- Ruth Atterly? - Yes.

Can I help you?

- What is this? - From Maggie.

- Who are you? - I'm an acquaintance of hers.

Do you, wha... Do you know where she is?

Everything you need to know is in there.

There are so many things I wanna say to you.

And I don't really know where to begin.

I guess the first is that

despite all the things I've done,

this money is clean.

And I want you to do great things with it.

Build a bigger house or many houses

and continue to do the work that you've always done.

The other thing is that I want you to know

how glad I am that you are my mom.

I know I dishonored you,

but I don't want you to live with that stain

which is why you will never see me again.

Goodbye, my mom.

I love you.