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My cancer's back.

- You've just been served.
- His will says it's for me.

I know his son
is contesting the estate.

How do you know? No offense,
but you're a secretary.

I think you are capable
of so much more

and I have no idea
what you're so afraid of.

OK, what about your mother?
What would you change about her?

I'd get her to start
telling me the truth.

Suddenly all her reasons

not to trust me are confirmed.

- What is that?
- You tell me.

- I got it for Emma's birthday.
- She'll forget everything

when she gets her new phone.
- Her what?

Matthew said
he cleared it with you.

Hey, it's me. This is the new
number you can reach me on.

I just wanted to let you know
how serious I am about finding

a better way to have
my son in my life.

Put everything back in its
right place, alright?

Do you remember
what belongs to who?

- Ariel's pregnant.
- And he told you all this

and not me?
- I'll get the abortion.

But why is it so easy
for you to give me up?

- Oh! What are you doing?
- You're looking for me?

- You ambushed my mother?
- No!

Ah!

Sir, you're wanted for
questioning on a domestic

disturbance allegation.

- The boy's name?
- Caleb Lawson-Crowley.

- You'll have to wait.
- For how long?

- I don't know, ma'am.
- He's my son.

You need to let me see him.

Since he's not a minor, it's
up to him to ask for a lawyer.

- Does he need a law--
- If you're in the room he's in,

it's usually a good idea.

Know a lawyer
we can call this late?

Jim. Jim Spencer?

- Your neighbour
who left his wife?
- Dad, it's all I got.

Call him.

So... you were angry
with your girlfriend.

I didn't do anything wrong.

You damaged property
in her apartment.

I'm really sorry about that.
I didn't mean to--

You didn't mean
to get violent.

We were both upset.

Just broke up a few days ago,
which I already told you--

Wait, wait. Hang on a second.
Help me understand.

If you were broken up,
what were you doing there?

I needed to talk to her...
about my mother.

She's sick.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Ariel went to see her
about our problems

and my mom's not
up for that right now.

Mm. So you figured
if you threatened her,

got physical, maybe that
would clear things up.

- What? No.
- So your girlfriend's lying?

She says that I hurt her?

She called the police,
didn't she?

Did you push her?

That was an accident.

Why are you trying
so hard to make it seem
like I committed a crime?

Because... you did.

Hey. You guys OK?

Oliver and I are just downstairs
if you need anything.

We're fine.
You guys can go home now.

We're still on cleanup duty.

I'm sure this thing
with your brother is nothing.

Goodnight.

They think we need
emergency childcare.

They're right.

- Romy?
- Hmm?

Move your feet.
They smell like ass.

- They asleep?
- Nope.

- Fork?
- No, I'll pass.

What do I do
about the lawsuit?

Oliver, I don't know.

Go back to LA,
hire an estate lawyer?

With what money?

The money
you'll be coming into?

- Or not.
- You need to talk to Tom's son.

Try to reason with him.
- Impossible.

You have no idea
how much that man hates me.

Fine. I'll go with you.

Thank you.

♪ Oh, when this world
comes to an end ♪

♪ We'll be the secret
in His hand ♪

♪ Nothing's lost
in His creation ♪

♪ Nothing's lost,
nothing's won ♪

Are you...

coming to bed?

In a bit.

I didn't do anything wrong.
What'd they say to you?

What did you say to them?
Because they don't
seem to agree.

I didn't mean to.
She knows that!

Caleb, when things are in
the arena of domestic abuse,

the police don't want victims
feeling pressure to recant.

Domestic abuse?!
Jim, we had an argument.

Yeah, I broke something.

She went to shove me, and...

I blocked her and she fell.

Even if they believe that,

they can still charge you
with threatening her.

We're talking, here.

You can talk
after we process him.

I want him out
on an appearance notice.

Up!

They'll release him
on a promise to appear.

He's lucky they're not sending
him to jail overnight,
pending bail.

I'm sorry-- what for?

He's being charged with
trespassing and cause mischief.

These are summary offenses,
relatively minor.

OK...

But they can still
charge him with assault,

or maybe uttering threats,

which both come with jail time.

What happens now?

Take him home
and get some rest.

I'll talk to the Crown first
thing tomorrow and come
see you after.

Thanks, Jim.

Caleb...

How could you do
something like this?

Mom, I'm tired.

Your mother deserves
to know what happened.

I can't help you
if you won't let me.

There's nothing you can do.

Thanks for being there
tonight, Dad.

You look pale.

I'm tired.

Maybe you should see a doctor.

My scan's in two weeks.

Honey, what if
there's been some changes?

Dad, it's late.

Get some rest.

You OK?

What happened?

I don't even know.

Do you want to tell us
on the way to the airport?

Oliver and I have
a 5:30 a.m. flight.

We'll take a cab.

She was up all night
at the police station.
Obviously she's exhausted.

Yeah, we've known each other
since residency.

It's not my place.

Matthew, please.

I know my daughter.
I'm worried about her.

OK, Dad, just let me
see what I can do.

OK?

You slept
in Abby's bed all night.

- Are you in clinic today?
- Yeah.

Got wall-to-wall patients.

- What did your father want?
- Worried about Natalie.

Sure it's the stress.

She's upset about this whole
situation with Caleb.

- Do we even know what he did?
- Something stupid.

It's right there.

Your wallet. It's right there.

Oh. Thanks.

It's after 10!
Why aren't you two at school?

I'm suspended, remember?
The office left a message.

I don't feel well?

Yeah, me neither.

Why? What's wrong?

No, I just meant I'm beat.

Romy?

The fire alarm? We need to talk
about why that happened.

At least I didn't
light a match.

OK...

Caleb!
- He left.

What? He knew
Jim was coming over.

He said he had class.

The good news is they aren't
proceeding on an assault charge.

Ariel had slight bruising
from where she fell,

but not enough
to justify moving forward.

But they do think
that he threatened her?

And they want his punishment

to reflect this entire
situation.

But he has no record,
which helps.

Now, if he pleads guilty
to the lesser offenses,

the Crown will forego
threats uttered

and recommend
a conditional discharge.

Which means...?

After 100 hours
of community service

and four years
without another incident,

his record's expunged.

And until then
he's a convicted criminal?

Until the conditions are met.

Thank you, Jim. I'll tell him.

And again, I'm really sorry
he's not here right now.

Make sure he understands--

if we go to trial
on the threat charge,

he could get jail time.

How is she doing? Danielle.

Ah... finding ways to deal.

Hi, Jim!

Did you sleep at all?

I... What are you doing here?

Oh, my oven is on the fritz.
I have important baking to do.

- Hey.
- So Dad says you look tired.

Well, I think I have good
reason for that.

- Yeah, several. How's Caleb?
- Avoiding.

Speaking of which, maybe
I can take you to see Basra.

I told Dad my scan
is in two weeks.

I could get you in earlier.

Look. I'm just trying
to help my sister, OK?

Then let her
think for herself.

Do we have a meeting?
My lawyer's not here.

No.

Then what are you doing here?

Natalie hired me.

Why? Since when

do you write wills?
- What?

Then why would
Natalie hire you?

- You should ask her.
- I will.

You realize
the paint's chipping?

It's not your problem
anymore, is it?

Where's Caleb?

Good question.
I'm looking for the answer.

Why aren't
the girls in school?

Hey, Mom, can you take Romy to
the therapist at 1 p.m.?

- Of course.
- Thank you. Address is here.

- Where are you going?
- Out.

And no, not to my doctor,

despite all
the apparent scheming.

Just want to make sure you
feel supported, honey bun.

Get up, both of you.

Romy, I'm taking you to your
appointment later today

and Emma, it's the church
bake sale this weekend.

- So?
- So you always used to love
helping me get ready for that.

Come on.

We're staying useful today.

Hey, um,
you must have seen Jim.

I wish you'd have warned me
you were hiring my ex-husband.

I wish you'd have warned
me what was going on in my
son's life, so I didn't have to.

- Why? What happened?
- He completely lost his temper.

He might have even
threatened Ariel.

He definitely scared her.

I was only trying to protect
you. And help Caleb.

Nat--

I got my guy in the cafeteria
to make us something off-menu.

'Cause I'm kind of
a big deal around here.

Natalie.

Hello?
- Hey. Hi.

- Hi.
- Thanks.

You know, if you didn't
want to come...

If you didn't want to come,
you didn't have to come.

No. No, I did, really.

I just...

- What?
- That looks great.

Look, Natalie.

You introduced me to your
whole family last night.

Right? Your whole family.

I mean... that's gotta mean
something, doesn't it?

Yeah! Yeah.

Is it OK if we don't
know what, exactly?

Well, it turns out that

I don't particularly thrive
in situations beyond my control,

apparently.

Me neither.

Well, you know,
if it's so uncertain, maybe we--

Hey, close your eyes.

- What?
- Come on. Roll with me.

Are you gonna steal my wallet?

Close your eyes.

We are on a beach...

...in Bali.

- In Bali. Why Bali?
- Why not Bali?

- You're nuts.
- Feel that sun?

There's nobody here but me,

you and a curious seagull.

Hello?

Why do you have two phones?

- I don't.
- Um, evidence to the contrary.

This was at the bottom of
my purse. I have no idea
where it came from.

What kind of weird existence
do you lead where random phones

wind up in your purse
without your knowledge?

I'd have a criminal record.

You would,
but not permanently.

Will I get
kicked out of school?

Do I have to check the
"convicted of a crime" box

on job applications?
- Caleb...

I know about the baby.

Yeah. I know you knew.

- That cannot be easy.
- But it was.

The fact that it was so easy

just terrifies me.

You're not your father.

You want me to plead guilty?

We can fight this,
if you want.

I can't dump that on you.

Caleb, please just
let me help you.

Call Jim and tell him
I'll take the deal.

OK, uh, at least call her.

Recommend that she
move up her scan.

Your sister's on a very
specific treatment cycle.

- If it comes from
you, she'll listen.
- You're not listening.

There's no point in me
disrupting her to do this

right now. It's unnecessary and
unfair to my other patients.

Why are you trying
so hard to force this?

I don't know.

My dad...

Don't crack
under the pressure.

If you want to help Natalie,

be the stable one
in your family.

I know. You're right.

I know this must be
a very difficult time.

I crossed a line here.

I'm really sorry about that.

Caleb! Caleb, hold on.

Look, I'm really sorry about
what happened yesterday.

I shouldn't have
called the police.

Don't feel bad about that.
It's not your problem.

- Caleb, wait!
- You don't understand.

I actually can't talk
to you right now.
- What do you mean?

My lawyer says if I go

near you, the police
will arrest me.

I'll call them; tell them
I'm not afraid anymore.

They won't listen.
And they shouldn't.

I was in the wrong.

What's gonna happen to you?

It'll be fine.

Just... I gotta go.

Shouldn't be here
without my lawyer.

Relax, OK? What's the worst
that could happen?

Nothing's gonna change, 'K?

I'm not giving you anything.

Well, I just flew across
the continent for this,

so the least we can do
is take our time, right?

A bourbon sour, please.
- Sparkling water.

I'm in recovery.

- I can order something else.
- No, don't. Don't bother.

You sure?

You know, your brother forced
my father to give him
that money.

Have you ever met my brother?
Forcing isn't exactly his style.

They were broken up when my
father added him to the will.

After that, Oliver
conveniently took him back.

They were toxic. You know,
they used to fight in public.

They ruined my sister's
graduation.

You should have seen them.

So Oliver says that
you're in med school?

I was.

So what happened?

What does it matter?

What do you do?

- Nothing.
- Which means...?

- Literally nothing.
- Seriously.

Actually,
it's kind of liberating

admitting that to a stranger.
- How can you afford to live?

Currently, I can't.

Is that why you're here,
trying to loot my
father's estate?

You know, I want your brother
out of the place tonight.

- Thank you.
- Tell him his three months

are up and I'm coming
to change the locks.

You know what I think?
I think you should come over

to the house and you should
tell him that yourself.

Seriously.

Bring it.

Is that how you really feel?

I guess that depends.
How does it look like I feel?

Sad.

But you're not finished yet.

But you are.

♪ Bring back ♪

♪ Bring back ♪

♪ Oh, bring back
my body to me, to me ♪

♪ Bring back, bring back ♪

♪ Oh, bring back my body to me ♪

You know it's "Bonnie," right?

Not "body."
You always got that wrong.

- You sure about that?
- Positive.

♪ My body lies
over the ocean ♪

♪ My body lies over the sea ♪

♪ My body lies over the ocean ♪

♪ Bring back my body to me ♪

- Hi.
- Hi.

I, I just knocked at your door.

I don't know where he is.
He won't talk to me.

Me neither.

Hey, I... I wanted to know
how you were doing

with... well, with all this.

I haven't been able
to go through with it.

Oh, honey.

I have another appointment
this afternoon, but

maybe if I didn't
have to go alone...

Huh.

Yeah. How'd it go with you?

Dylan is a sad,
twisted mess of self-pity

who's got nothing but his
festering ball of rage,

which he clings to like a raft.

Honestly, I found it inspiring.

And good news. He's on his way
over now to kick you out.

- Kick me out?! You
made it worse?
- No.

I hammered him on discovery and
he didn't even realize it.

What... what the hell
are you talking about?

I remember this trial
my old boss did

for this woman who took care
of her sick neighbour.

He left her a bunch
of money in his will,

which his kids then said
that she stole.

Now, there was stacks of
disclosure, but nothing proving

that she did anything wrong.

Without direct evidence
of coercion,

apparently he has no case.

Dude, you can win this!
- So you're giving me

unlicensed legal advice
in a foreign country now?

You asked me to help you.
It turns out I can. Who knew?

But if Dylan has no case,
why is he suing me?

Because I guess, you know,
when it's life and death

logic falls away
and we do all sorts

of things that we shouldn't.

Look, do whatever you want, OK?
But I'm telling you--

you show him you're not afraid
to fight, you can win this.

- Thanks for meeting me.
- Mind if we talk in here?

He fell asleep.
- OK.

♪ I'm afraid
of your secrets ♪

♪ I'm afraid ♪

♪ Of your secrets ♪

Fold, Emma. Don't stir.

Hello!
- Yeah?

Your sister and I'll be back
in an hour and a half.

350 degrees, 45 minutes.
Check with a toothpick.

OK? Good luck.

♪ Conducted by the imagery ♪

♪ My misery concedes ♪

♪ Snarling eyes ♪

♪ My forgiveness... ♪

Hi, Beatrice Taylor?

I don't know who you are,
but your name's

on your voicemail greeting.
You called me.

I mean, you called somebody
whose phone I found.

It's my sister.

I think Abby went through
everybody's stuff last night

and... ah...

How many of our secret phones
do you plan on burning?

I know, I know, I know.

Except you didn't drive all
the way out here to talk
about phones.

I can't...
come clean to my family.

I can't.

I want to say I'm surprised.

No, I know I've disappointed
you with all my talk

of doing the right thing,
but I...

I'm taking in my sister's kids
and if any of this gets out,

I...

This doesn't make you
a bad person.

What you said the other day--
if I don't tell the truth

I can't ever see him.
Did you mean that?

I did.

They keep things labeled in
perfectly sterile glass jars,

like a creepy research lab.

Pasta, separated by type.

Granola in individual teabags.

Why are you so concerned
about how your aunt Nicole

organizes her pantry?

How does that have anything
to do with you?

What do you know
about panic attacks?

A fair bit. Why?

My uncle thinks
I've been having them.

- Your uncle the doctor?
- My uncle the painter.

He knows because
he has them too.

He's kind of a mess.

Like this big,
vulnerable sponge, soaking up

everybody else's shit.

Well, we should talk about
coping with anxiety

and about what might be
triggering these panic attacks.

You know about my mom.

Yes.

For how long?

Ariel Webster?

I'll be right here.

Come along.

This is Natalie.

I told you I'd reach out if
I was concerned about
Romy's safety.

Has something happened?

Did you know she's been
having panic attacks?

No.

♪ It'll be off in a snap
You'll lay your feet ♪

♪ In the cold ocean sand ♪

- What?
- Nothing?

♪ The coldest ocean sand ♪

- Can we do something else?
- Like what?

♪ You've been
standing still ♪

I don't know.
Go for a walk, maybe?

You knew we were
coming up here, right?

Wouldn't be smart for me to be
seen driving in the city.

I thought we could
just hang out.

We are hanging out.

Never mind. Just take me home.

Oh, hey, come on.
Let's... let's go for a walk.

Take me home.

Unbelievable.

Where are you?

I'm, uh... home.

Sort of. In LA.

So you took off in the middle
of the night without
telling anyone?

How long will it take?
What's wrong?

- Have you seen your sister?
- Nope.

Just do what
you need to do, then.

She'd take you if she could.

I know.

Caleb, you understand the
choice you're making, right?

I screwed up. I deserve to
face the consequences.

Well, it's brave
of you to admit it.

- Doesn't feel brave.
- Come on, you made a mistake.

We've all done things
we're not proud of.

Mm... not like this.

I hit a man once.

A mechanic. I realized
he was stealing from me.

I tracked him down,
but the money was gone,

and I lost my temper.

Witness called the police.

What happened?

It was assault.

Judge ordered a peace bond.

- Does Mom know?
- No.

But she'd remember my temper.

I worked hard to change,
believe me.

Caleb...

You can grow from this.

Let's go.

Do you even have a license?

- Learner's.
- Which means

you're not supposed
to drive without an adult.

- We'll pay for a tow truck.
- Go on, crank it.

Battery wire's frayed.
Disconnected itself.

Just let it idle

to build the charge.
Should be fine

to get you back home.
Emma's driving with me.

Find a way to tell your mother

about that wire before it shorts
and does some real damage.

Get in the car, girls.
Just call me if you need me.

Look, I know you
don't wanna hear this,

but you have to grow up.

You have to grow up too fast.

It's completely unfair,

but you don't get
to be selfish anymore.

Neither of you.

I'm sorry.

I know you are.

Hello!

How was your day?

I volunteered in Abby's
classroom in the morning...

- Yeah?
- ...and after school,

we had ballet lessons.
And then I made dinner,

which we ate without you.
- Yeah, I'm sorry.

I should have called, but...
- But you had a busy day
at the clinic.

Yeah, it was pretty busy.

- There's a plate for you
in the fridge.
- OK. Thanks.

Hi.

Are you OK?

No, not really.

Does your mom know
you're here?

It'll be OK.

Excuse me. Hi.
Can I borrow a pen?

Thank you.

And you want to write about
this every week?

- Yeah.
- Why?

Because it's a mess.

You know? But it might
be an interesting mess

and honestly, I don't know how
else to make sense of it.

There's a lot of pressure
placed on the dying.

I didn't know this until
I actively started doing it.

Unwittingly,
we become symbols of courage,

expected to graciously
accept our fate

and battle bravely to the
inevitable finish line.

So I've come to the decision

that my death
will not inspire you.

There will be
no saintly acceptance

or poetic epiphany here.

I loved him.

- I don't care.
- You should care.

He was your father.

We were a disaster sometimes,
OK? But that's how it goes.

He supported me.

I took him for granted,
but I loved him.

And I was there for him
when you refused to be.

And he did not deserve
what you put him through.

He didn't tell me
about the will until

after we got back together.

My three months are up
at the end of this week.

You can change the locks
then if you want.

I won't let you tell me
that our love wasn't real.

Because it was.

If, as Sylvia Plath says,
dying is an art,

then it's not to my taste.

If you've come to be uplifted,
you're in the wrong place.

The only thing you'll find here

is one woman performing the
utterly unremarkable act

of living
to the end of her life.

-
- Hi. I'm looking for David?

Crowley.

I found this number for him, but
I don't know if it's still his.

He's my father.

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